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Consequences (Bruce Banner x Reader) Pt. 13
Chapter 13: All for Naught
-(Your POV)-
The sound of rhythmic knocks reach your ears and pulls you from the darkness of your sleep. For a moment, you thought you were just imagining it and tried to drift back off into nothing. After a few seconds, there it was again.
One Mississippi, two Mississippi, three Mississippi, four Mississippi, five Mississippi, knock, knock, knock.
You groan as you slowly sit up. You were still in the same clothes from yesterday, your hair was matted, and the muscles in your back were sore. You didn't bother turning on the lights, figured who was ever at the door would just have to accept you for what you were. You open the door just a crack so you could see who was on the other end but not enough for them to enter. Your (e/c) eyes meet the green eyes of Natasha Romanoff.
"Morning. Marco thought it would be a good idea if I came to get you and escorted you to the conference room this morning,"&
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Consequences (Bruce Banner x Reader) Pt. 12
Chapter 12: To Tell or Not to Tell? 
Walking back to S.H.I.E.L.D. was a nightmare because your legs were like jelly which caused everyone to stop as Steve let you sit down on a bench in the park a little ways away from headquarters.
"Ms. (l/n), why don't we call Marco or a cab to come pick us up?"
You shook your head 'no' as you lean forward and hold your face in your hands,
"It's fine, Shadow's just pissed at me."
"What do you mean?" Barton asks.
You gently pick your head back up as you look up at them,
"Did nothing seem out of place to you at the restaurant? I know I can't give you guys hand-outs but I need to know that you all can observe me adequately."
"Your shadow ran across the floor until it disappeared around the counter. That's when Miranda started addressing you as 'Agatha," Tony spoke up surprising you.
"Son of a bitch," you and Conscious think at the same time.
Even though you still feel like shit, you can't help but look up at this man in astonishment.
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Consequences (Bruce Banner x Reader) Pt. 11
Chapter 11: Lunch and Un-welcomed Surprises 
(Your POV)
Without any other trouble, you and The Avengers find yourselves outside of the Panera Bread Restaurant. You take a silent, deep breath as you follow the footsteps of Barton and Rogers as they open the doors and walk into the place. As soon as your foot crosses the threshold, you feel her presence in the establishment. You look up at your group members while you all stand in line.
"You guys can order whatever you like, money's not a problem," you inform them as you pull out your wallet from your purse.
"Yea, we've heard," Barton mumbles as he and the others look up at the menu. 
You stare up at the menu blankly as if you don't already know what you want to eat. You just need something to distract you from the gnawing of Shadow's energy hitting against your body. She's restless and needs to at least get a taste of her favorite meal. You feel her move across the restaurant's floor in search of her prey like a wi
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Why Me? (Sebastian x Half-Demon Reader) Pt. 19
Chapter 19: Keep the Demon at Bay
-Inside the Barn (Your POV)-
After reassuring Sebastian that all would be explained after the situation with Lorenzo was handled, he left you to continue milking the cows. You kept the small smile on your face until you were sure that he was as far away from you as possible. It melts from your face as you stare at the place where he just stood. 
How much longer can I keep up this facade? you think to yourself as you bite on your bottom lip.
Your hands were shaking as you went to sit back in the stool as you continued to milk the second cow. You take slow, deep breaths as you focus on pulling down one utter after the next (anything to keep your mind off of Lorenzo at the moment). You know that if you slip up even once, then it's game over for everyone. The cow 'moos' at you as you lay your head on its stomach and close your eyes in aggravation.
You manage to get three buckets full with milk and carefully towed them back to the kitchen to see
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Why Me? (Sebastian x Half-Demon Reader) Pt. 18
Chapter 18: Who is Who? 
-Inside the Carriage (Your POV)-
You slowly awaken as you feel the carriage come to a stop. You sit up and look to see Ciel with his face in his hand, quietly snoring. You chuckle as you reach forward to wake him,
"Ciel, the carriage has stopped. I think you should get out to stretch your legs."
"Hmm," he groans as he slightly opens his eyes before closing them again. 
You sigh as you reach for him again but feel something is off. The atmosphere inside the carriage has changed and the curtain was drawn on the window. You went to reach for the door but it wouldn't budge no matter how hard you pulled. You begin to worry as you beat on the door with your fist before calling out for Sebastian. The tension in the air gets stronger and you immediately realize that you need to get Ciel out of here. You turn towards him and reach for his wrist but your hand is snatched away by another. You quickly look behind you to see two fiery red-orange eyes staring
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Why Me? (Sebastian x Half-Demon Reader) Pt. 17
Chapter 17: Withholding the Truth
(Ciel's POV)
After Sebastian brought Lau and I tea and dessert, we sit in the drawing room in silence. (Y/n)'s fainting spell had me a little more than worried. Would she be able to face Lorenzo and why did she tell me not to do anything when he attacks her? It's obvious that (y/n) wasn't giving us all of the information; perhaps she had a past relationship with Lorenzo?
"My Lord, is there something on your mind?"
"It's nothing. I just have some more work to do before I retire to bed. How long do you plan on staying Lau?"
Lau smiles at me with his eyes closed as Ran-Mao sits beside him with her head on his arm,
"Until I see the boy is returned safely to his guardian, your new maid."
"What do you have to do with any of this? What exactly do you mean to gain?" I ask wondering what pieces of the puzzle I'm missing.
"You wound me My Lord. I have nothing to do with this...I just find it more interesting than the opium trade," he answers opening his eyes sli
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Consequences (Bruce Banner x Reader) Pt.10
Chapter 10: Sticks and Stones
(Your POV)
As you slowly walk out of the conference room, lagging behind the Avengers, Conscious wraps her arms around your neck from behind.
"Hey, are you sure you should be near them? You saw how Shadow acted earlier," she asked with worry in her voice.
"I know C, I'm not stupid."
You knew exactly why Shadow was acting this way. Drawing attention to herself before going back to being a quiet backdrop; she was hungry. You hadn't properly fed her in about four months but she could normally last at least 6 before losing her sanity.
"What are you going to do? You know she's probably gonna-
"Didn't you hear me?! I know what she's gonna do, that's why I'm trying to get out of the building!" you whisper a little too loudly. 
Your outburst causes Tony to look back at you from the corner of his eye as he motions for the rest of the group to stop. They watch while you argue at an unseen entity. Your back faces them as you vent your frustr
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Consequences (Bruce Banner x Reader) Pt. 9
Chapter 9: The Girl Behind the Shadows
(Bruce Banner's POV)
10:35 PM
As I sit by Tony and look over (y/n)'s files, I mind wanders to Conscious. Was being stressed out what caused me to see her...but what could explain how I can hear her? I remember her laugh as she told (y/n) that no one has ever been able to hear her before. I try to keep my breathing under control so the others don't notice or so I don't Hulk Out. 
"Dr. Banner...Dr. Banner?" Steve's voice snaps me out of my thoughts.
"Yes?" I ask looking up at him.
"You've been staring at the same page for the past ten minutes. Is something on your mind?"
This causes everyone to stop what they're doing and look at me,
"Uh..." I stammer as I look down at the page I have in my hand. 
It's the report of the man who was assigned to keep tabs on her; he apparently went missing after the death of (y/n)'s parents. This report claimed that her parents didn't have any knowledge of her powers.
"I just don't understand this. How can a
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Consequences (Bruce Banner x Reader) Pt. 8.5
Chapter 8.5: Blurry Picture
(Clint's POV)
We all sit in silence as Bruce's theory makes about the most sense. 
"Ok, so she's pissed that almost no one here likes her. Does that give her an excuse to murder two people?" I blurt out which causes Robert to look up at me. 
He sighs as he shakes his head, puts a hand on Marco's shoulder,and proceeds to answer my question.
"Don't get upset man, you don't even know the entire story. Do any of you even know the names of the two men that were killed the other night?"
Steve and Bruce shake their heads 'no' while the others sit in silence causing Robert to chuckle in disbelief, 
"Their names were Evert Sanders and Nigel Conner. They worked for S.H.I.E.L.D. for a good number of years until they decided to switch over and work for Hydra." 
"How do you know this for sure?" Steve asks.
"In all honesty, we didn't know anything. (Y/n) found out about their betrayal a few months back before their final mission last night," Marco conf
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Consequences (Bruce Banner x Reader) Pt. 8
Chapter 8: Can You Put the Pieces Together?
(Steve Roger's POV)
I watch as Ms. (l/n) clears up the misunderstanding between her and Marco in her own way. It didn't really seem like a proper apology but Marco knows her better than me or any of us in this room. Her anger, misdirected or otherwise, towards others worries me though. She looks back at us as Marco releases her from his hug. She makes her way in front of me and reaches out her hand. Only for a second do I hesitate before grabbing her hand in a firm handshake,
"Thanks for helping me calm down earlier today. Most people don't even dare to come near me or my room."
"It's no big deal," I answer hearing the gratefulness hidden behind her monotone voice.
"(Y/n)," a man calls her name from the door which is blocked by her body.
Instantly, I feel her hand go cold. Usually people have a tell for when they feel nervous: a twitch of the eyebrow, sweat on their forehead, or maybe their fingers move unconsciously. Ms. (l/n) had obviously
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Why Me? (Sebastian x Half-Demon Reader) Pt. 16
Chapter 16: Where Will This End? 
In Your Bedroom (Your POV)
Liar...the word swims around your mind as you continue to pet Pluto's fur. You told Mey-Rin, Bard, and Finny that you felt better, but that was a lie. Ever since you got up today, you've had a bad feeling in the pit of your stomach, and Lau's information only made it worse. You don't know what you'll do if Ciel reads through the letter you gave him; what if Thomas is working for Lorenzo? 
Thomas was always a sweet boy who followed you like a baby duck. You knew him since he was three and found him abandoned like he was a pile of trash. He toughened up slightly when he turned six, when you first ran into Lorenzo and his brother. Your eyes watered slightly as you place your face in Pluto's fur again; Thomas should be around the same age as Ciel now. You stand with your back to the door as you stare into Pluto's blood-red eyes.
"What should I do? I don't want to have to hurt Thomas...I shouldn't have given Ciel
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Consequences (Bruce Banner x Reader) Pt. 7
Chapter 7: No Such Thing As Do-Overs (Fix What You Broke)
Aaron Hathcock's office is relatively small compared to other rooms throughout S.H.I.E.L.D headquarters. In it sits Dr. Hathcock's desk which is near the back west wall with a large window with the blinds drawn to his left. There is a vertical filing cabinet sitting in the top right hand corner with hard wood floors underneath it. There is a large sofa sitting horizontally on the left wall across from the door as his degrees and family pictures are planted on various areas of the wood walls. His office has a guidance counselor's feel to it; he's not there to judge, he's there to hear your problems. You sit in another wooden chair with a cushion in the center of it in front of his desk while the Avengers sit on the peach colored sofa.
Aaron sits behind his desk as the lights shine down on the paperwork and random folders decorating his desk. You feel like a spoiled brat as you wait for Marco to come with something to eat. All the
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Consequences (Bruce Banner x Reader) Pt. 6.5
Chapter 6.5: Introducing the Players and the Sound Crew
"(Y/n, why are you always so quiet?" the wolf asks as he sits across from you. 
His office is another large box with bookshelves against the left wall and the right wall. When you stand in the entrance way, there are three large windows on the far back wall that face you. A few feet from these windows sits his rectangular mahogany table with a pencil holder, his name plate and other miscellaneous items. His floor is apple red colored carpet that matches really well with the sand dollar painted walls. 
You sit in a cushioned wooden-chair in front of him and his camera. He sits in a large cream colored arm chair, leaning forward with his elbows sitting on top of each knee while his fingers are intertwined and his chin rest on top of them. The camera stands to his left as its red light stares at you while the lens moves in and out of focus. You pick your head up slightly to look up at him. His fawn skin complexion, lik
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Consequences (Bruce Banner x Reader) Pt. 6
Chapter 6: Is There an End to the Suffering?
You groan slightly as your eyes open. You turn you head slowly to the left as you sit up; your body feels heavy. Your left hand raises up to your neck as you roll your shoulders. You crack your neck as your eyes look around in the darkness of your room. The clock besides your bed reads 1:15 PM; you sigh in annoyance. Your eyes are so comfortable with the dark that it's as if you've actually evolved into a demon. You pull back the covers and have your legs dangling from the bed as you turn your head and look towards the door.
"I remember Mr. Rogers. Well, more like screaming at him," you say out loud to yourself.
You look down at your hands sitting in your lap and remember Steve's hands covering yours. You furrow your eyebrows in confusion as you think to yourself,
"Why was he so calm? Is he really so tolerate of such things?
You push yourself up from the bed and go over to turn on the light
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Consequences (Bruce Banner x Reader) Pt.5
Chapter 5: No One Can Possibly Understand 

Steve makes it down the long hallway to come face to face with your bedroom door. He sees that it's ajar and slowly opens it further before stepping inside quietly. He waits for his eyes to adjust to the darkness of your room until he sees you sitting on your knees in your bed. Your eyes are still closed as you whisper to yourself,
" quiet! You're all too loud...I can't hear you all at once!"
He silently walks up to you before he is standing in front of your bed. You feel his presence and back up until your back hits the headboard; he looks at you in shock.
"No, stay away...get out before something happens," you shake your head 'no' as you try to back away even more. He speaks gently,
"I just want to help you. It's going to be ok."
His eyes reflect understanding as he makes slow movements. He reaches his arms up and uses his large hands to cover you
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Why Me? (Sebastian x Half-Demon Reader) Pt. 15
Chapter 15: Breaking Points
Sebastian's POV

Why would she lie to me? What is she trying to hide?
I make my way down the hall to the study after I inform Lau and Ran-Mao that dinner will be served shortly. I knock on the door and open it quietly,
"Young Master, Lau and Ran-Mao are waiting for you in the dining room."
I see the Young Lord sitting behind his desk reading some papers. He looks up as I make my way closer to him; he folds them up and returns them to their proper place. I pull back his chair and allow him to stand,
"Is everything alright?" I ask politely.
I know that he and (y/n) are hiding something; their body language seemed off when I entered her bedroom before she went to take her bath. 
"Why wouldn't it be Sebastian?" he asks in his usual tone of voice.
It infuriates me that after all this time, she still won't be honest with me. I keep my face calm but on the inside I feel the desire to eradicate something. I open the dining room doors and pull back
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The Evil Within - Joseph Oda Plushie by Jack-O-AllTrades The Evil Within - Joseph Oda Plushie :iconjack-o-alltrades:Jack-O-AllTrades 35 21 Until Dawn - Josh Washington Plushie by Jack-O-AllTrades Until Dawn - Josh Washington Plushie :iconjack-o-alltrades:Jack-O-AllTrades 51 28 I've been overthinking by Picolo-kun I've been overthinking :iconpicolo-kun:Picolo-kun 7,276 219
Chat Noir x Reader - Show Me Who You Are
There was a small hill that was high enough to view the entire neighborhood around it.
A white butterfly landed on a blade of grass beside her, and she turned her head to look at the slowing flapping of its delicate wings.
“Hello, pretty butterfly.” she greeted it. “What are you doing here?”
“Talking to a bug? That’s a new type of crazy.”
She turned her head to the sly, cat-like boy on the opposite side of the butterfly. A smirk wanted to tug at her lips, but she decided otherwise.
“Says the one who’s always with the one called Ladybug.”
“My Lady is not a bug, though.” He smiled, completely confident in himself, almost arrogant.
“Please sit down, Chat.”
“Of course, sweetheart.” A small smile adorned his face, as he crumbled down beside her. “Ah, I’m so tired.” He turned his head towards her. “What do you want to know about me today, princess?”
Chat Noir came up
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Yellow Car - Punk!Levi x Reader - (College AU)
Papers lay scattered around your bed, ink haphazardly scribbled across the crisp, white sheets as you'd tried and tried to finish your latest assignment. A soft sigh slipped through your slightly parted lips as you glared at the ceiling, barely hearing the door to your shared dorm opening and closing loudly.
You were fucked. The assignment was due tomorrow and you were far from finishing it. If you failed it would impact your overall grade and, being the perfectionist you are, the thought of getting anything less than an ‘A’ was simply unthinkable.
“Oi, shit for brains, your room looks like a pigstye.”
You looked up, seeing the ever bored face of your best friend staring scowling at you from the doorway, hand on hip, looking all sassy. You groaned, hoping your blush wasn't too bad, and sat up to face him properly. His dark hair was slightly messed up, something very uncharacteristic for him, and he held a brown paper bag in one of his tattooed arms, groceries ju
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His Name Is Steve Spencer Reid x Drunk!Reader
I sit on the living room floor of my shared apartment, back against the wall. I giggle to myself and take another sip of the whiskey bottle in my hand.
"Ah, boy genius. Home already?" I say to Reid, who walks in with his keys in his hand. "What about that "date" you were going on? How'd it work out?" He kicks off his shoes and mumbles something under his breath.
"It didn't work out"
"Ah, man. Sorry. You deserve someone who says "Hey, I like what you do with your face. I think it's called your face"" I move my hands through the air and laugh at my own stupid joke. He walks closer to me and rounds the corner, seeing the half empty bottle. He kneels down next to me.
"How long did that take you?"
"More or less a few hours" He reaches his hand out and wiggles his fingers.
"C'mon. You've had enough." I hug the bottle.
"B-b-but" He gives me a stern look and I pout as I fork over the bottle. "His name is Steve. Please be nice to him" He laughs to himself as he stands. He places the bottle on t
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Spencer Reid x Reader: Secret Admirer
(y/n) gnawed lightly at her bottom lip as she drove through the streets to get to work. Her eyes kept darting to the bag of Valentines resting on the seat next to her. It had one for each of her friends in the BAU branch of the FBI, plus three special ones for someone she admired for years. She had debated on whether or not to go through with this: leaving a present throughout the day on his desk. (y/n) had carefully chosen each little gift with a card to match. Not knowing if it would change anything, or if it would work at all, (y/n) decided to follow through with the idea. By herself. Yeah, it was risky. She could get caught. But she didn't dare ask for help from other members of the BAU, especially from Hotchner's team.
When (y/n) walked into the Behavior Analysis Unit office, she was immediately hugged by Penelope. (y/n) liked how festive she was for the holiday, all dolled up in a cute red polka-dot dress and white sequined glasses. A chorus of other greetings sounded from the of
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Jafar x Reader - Strength in Caution
His cape swirls around him like black, squelching fire as he stops in the center of the room. The frosted oil lamps flicker for what seems like no reason at all. There is no wind to move them...or maybe I just can't feel it. With the way my head feels, I'm pretty sure I've been staring at him for like an hour already so it wouldn't be surprising if I'd lost touch with other aspects of reality. But...I it the power he exudes...? Or...?
"So you're the rat who's crawled into my palace." Rat? Really?
"Uh. Sure." His eyebrows twitch up, face tilts and he parts his plush, dark lips. Pretty sure he wasn't expecting me to just accept that sort of name calling. The flicker of a crow touches the streaming moonlight and makes me more than a little aware that the man has left the jail door open behind him.
Probably shouldn't try to escape, though. That...might just be bad news bears. All things considered.
"You do not mind," he starts toward me, careful, distrusting footsteps pervading t
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.: Paint the Sea by Picolo-kun .: Paint the Sea :iconpicolo-kun:Picolo-kun 8,330 220
girlfriend [kageyama tobio]
Haikyuu!: Kageyama Tobio x Reader
[Name] [Last Name] peered inside the gym doors, looking for a certain king. It was obvious that practice was over since most of the members were cleaning up.
Ukai noticed a girl peeking in and decided to confront her. “Excuse me?” He walked up to the girl and her eyes immediately looked over to where he was walking from, “Is there someone you’re looking for?”
[Name] nodded, “Is Kageyama here?”
At the sound of his name, the setter looked over to the entrance and his eyes widened when he found his girlfriend standing at there.
“[N-Name]? What are you doing here?” Kageyama asked, walking over to her. [Name] looked over and smiled before running over to Kageyama and hugging him tightly and burying her face into his chest, “Tobio!”
“E-Eh? Why is there a pretty girl hugging Kageyama?” Tanaka asked as he and other members of the club stared at the couple.
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Kageyama x Shy!Reader A Brave Attempt
Kageyama x Shy!Reader
Warning: Slight swearing, I guess
[A/N: Starting my Haikyuu one-shots with this cutie~]

‘This is it.’
[Name] stood in front of Karasuno’s gym door, her heart slightly pounding. She tried reaching for the doorknob, but found that her hand was trembling, and she had to force herself to calm down.
[Name] was here because she wanted to see her boyfriend, Kageyama, play volleyball. She heard that he was a genius in it, and was part of a freaky duo within the team. But she had a small problem.
[Name] was a very sweet and shy girl. She had been homeschooled from the beginning, and didn’t really know how to interact with people. She didn’t understand the whole socialization process. [Name] and Kageyama were a couple because those two had been next door neighbors, as well as childhood friends. It was actually a bit inevitable.
[Name] knew her boyfriend played volleyball, but has yet come watch his games, or even observe his pract
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Tease: Short Skirts [Tsukishima Kei]
“Tsukki, why don’t you help [Name]-chan out?”
Said blonde male gave his freckled companion a blank look, his eyes flicking back and forth between him and said female. The pair watched as she tried to reach for a library book on one of the top shelves, her arms outstretched far above her head in a vain attempt to snatch the piece of literature she needed. She was cursing quietly to herself, her fingertips barely brushing up against the book’s cover. After a while, she decided to try hopping in place in another attempt to retrieve the book. It was obvious to the two of them that she would never reach it like that.
“I don’t think she needs it,” Tsukishima finally answered, his smug smirk making its way to his face. “She’ll figure out what to do eventually.”
“So mean, Tsukki,” Yamaguchi reprimanded, though his voice also held a touch of amusement. “But if she doesn’t get that book soon, we can’t start
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Greediness (Sugawara x Reader)
Sugawara Koushi was always known for being a kind person. He was selfless, and never greedy. He always followed the rules, and people absolutely loved him.
The problem was that the one person he admired most didn’t love him back the way he wanted.
(l/n) (f/n) had been best friends with Suga, practically since the day she was born, since their mothers were best friends. She was only a few months younger than him, not even a big enough age gap to make a real difference in anything. But even so, the boy had always felt like it was his duty to protect her. Whether it was from bullies on the playground when they were young, or from her own fears, which sometimes threatened to pop into her teenage mind.
Whatever happened to her, Suga was always there to hold her hand and help her through the pain. He was used to being her sounding board, her shoulder to cry on.
But lately the boy had found himself wanting more.
Everyone loved Suga. It was clear from the constant praise from his classma
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Tilt-Shift by WillyWonkaTheFearful Tilt-Shift :iconwillywonkathefearful:WillyWonkaTheFearful 5 3
Akito Sohma (Male)xReader: That's my Girl
A loud crash made all the servants head snap up. It was not a sound anyone wanted to hear in the estate. It could only mean one thing, the lord Akito Sohma was angry about something. It also meant that someone might get hurt. Mostly likely it would be you, considering you were the servant that would bring Akito his meals.
You sighed walking down the halls towards Akito’s room. You knocked on Akito’s door. “Lord Akito. I have your lunch if you want it.” You heard a thud and movement.
“Get in here.” The cold voice ordered from inside the room. You entered the room and waited a moment for your eyes to adjust to the dark room. When it did, you saw Akito sitting in his usual spot against the wall on a cushion. A vase was broken and the pieces lay shattered on the ground. You bowed your head and walked over placing the food in front of him. “Clean up that mess.”
“Yes sir.” You bowed your head again and moved over to the broken vase.
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Chapter 13: All for Naught

-(Your POV)-

The sound of rhythmic knocks reach your ears and pulls you from the darkness of your sleep. For a moment, you thought you were just imagining it and tried to drift back off into nothing. After a few seconds, there it was again.

One Mississippi, two Mississippi, three Mississippi, four Mississippi, five Mississippi, knock, knock, knock.

You groan as you slowly sit up. You were still in the same clothes from yesterday, your hair was matted, and the muscles in your back were sore. You didn't bother turning on the lights, figured who was ever at the door would just have to accept you for what you were. You open the door just a crack so you could see who was on the other end but not enough for them to enter. Your (e/c) eyes meet the green eyes of Natasha Romanoff.

"Morning. Marco thought it would be a good idea if I came to get you and escorted you to the conference room this morning," she greets with that almost dry tone of voice.

You stare a second longer than you should before you answer,

"I'm just waking up. I need to get myself together."

"I can wait."

You don't want anyone else in here...Steve Rogers had already crossed the threshold and this woman wasn't him. This woman was calculating, tactical...she would see things she shouldn't.

"Give me at least twenty minutes," you state before making a move to close the door. Her hand stops it.

"Marco said that I should try to connect with you better. Can I come in?"

You can't threaten her like you could the other members of S.H.I.E.L.D. If she were anyone else, making your eyes glow or moving her with your shadow would easily cause her to fear you. This was a spy...a Russian spy trained in the art of mental and physical combat.

"When you enter the room, stay by the door. Don't touch anything."


You opened the door wider and allowed her to squeeze in through the gap. You watched her eyes adjust to the darkness.

"Can you see in the dark? Is that part of your powers?" she asks with her hands in front of her.

You ignore her as you make your way to the bathroom and commence with your daily routine. You'd normally take a shower but the knots in your back would need more than hot water to loosen them. You brushed your teeth, washed your face, and combed out your hair. Looking in the mirror, you weren't sure who you were looking at this morning. 

Was this the same woman from yesterday or the little girl from all those years ago?

Aldridge-the man I befriended on a whim...what were you thinking?

Looking at the towel rack, you realized that you hadn't brought in a change of clothes with you. You scoff at your mistake and cause your shadow to move towards the bedroom. Worrying that Natasha would draw her gun at the sound of rustling clothes and drawers being opened, you cause your shadow to move over the darkness of the carpet, slither up the wall and flick on the light by the door. Using your mind, you quickly use your shadow to write a smoke message on the wall:

It's just me. I forgot to grab some clothes.

You can only picture what her face must look like as you control your shadow to open the top drawer and pull out some undergarments. One minute they're in the bedroom and in the next, they are hanging on the towel rack. You then use your shadow to go to the closet and pull out a short yellow sun dress and a pair of sandals. As you get dressed in the bathroom, your shadow slinks back to the bathroom. Keeping your hair hanging, you take one more look in the mirror before turning off the light and walking back into the bedroom.

"You ok?" you ask more out of instinct than concern. You sit on the bed and put on some lotion. As you finish, you go back to your dresser and put on some pearl earrings.

"Yes, just wasn't expecting that. You ready to go now?"

"Yea." You grab your phone and allow Natasha to leave the room first before clicking off the light and locking the door behind you. The walk is a quiet one-that's one thing you can respect of the red head. Looking down, you wondered if you should have "dressed up". You didn't feel like putting on pants but can't remember the last time you've worn a dress or earrings for that matter.

It's because of what happened yesterday-that file. Something in your memory sparked-something about your mom. She would always love to see you put on some form of jewelry when you wore a dress or anything really. Before you walked out the house she'd ask,

"You aren't going to put on some earrings or a necklace?

This memory causes your chest to hurt as you follow behind Natasha into the conference room. On the table is a tray of bagels, Danishes, and other breakfast items along with a coffee pot and tea kettle. Immediately, everyone looks up as you two enter but something feels off.

"Good morning Ms. (l/n), you look nice this morning," Steve is the first one to greet you. The smile on his face is real but the emotions you sense from the other men of the Avengers isn't joyful.

This emotion is defiance. They way they look at you as you reach for a blueberry muffin and a coffee mug is all you need-is this what you felt from Natasha at the door? You keep your head bent down as Tony goes on to start a conversation. You feel the emotion radiating off of them all, except Steve but it's strongest from Dr. Banner. It angered you that you didn't know why.

Did Dr. Banner tell them that he could see and hear Conscious? If you made eye-contact right now, would that give everything away? You weren't sure what to do in this situation.

"Woah," Robert's voice brought you out of your mind.


"I don't think I've ever seen you in a dress before. You gonna be ok wearing that at combat training?"

"Damn, is that today? Ugh, it should be fine, I'll put on some shorts underneath or something," you say looking down at the dress again.

"Robert, you mind sitting in with us this morning?" Clint speaks up.

Now you knew that your earlier theories probably weren't so far-fetched. You focus on pouring the steaming black liquid in your mug and fixing your coffee the way you liked it. Sitting down, you cross your feet at the ankles and tear off pieces of the muffin before putting them in your mouth.

"I don't mind since I really don't have anything to do."

From the corner of your eye, you watched him walk back towards the door to key in the code to activate the security lockdown. He takes a seat next to you after getting some coffee of his own while the Avengers sit across from you both. You didn't want to be anywhere near these people, especially since Shadow's antics yesterday.

"Ms. (l/n), are you alright with us going over some more of your file?" Steve starts.

"It's fine."

"Before we begin that, I have something I need to share," Thor interjects.

"What's that?" Dr. Banner asks.

"Yesterday, at the park, I believe (y/n)'s eyes went dead while she was talking about her friends and the cover story of her death."

All eyes were on you instantly.

"What happened when her eyes went dead?" Robert asks.

"Nothing especially, I don't think. I didn't even notice that her eyes went dead," Tony answers.

"That's because they weren't dead," you clarify.

"If they were, then you six and everyone in that park would've been killed."

"A-are you serious?" Thor asks.

"Yea, that's usually what happens. People get hurt or killed."

Natasha clears her throat before grabbing at one of the papers on the desk,

"Let's get back on track. What are you willing to tell us about Aldridge? Can you tell us how you both first made contact?"

There it was. Going for the jugular. You push your food to the side and take another swig of coffee.

Answering her with a question wasn't gonna do any good.

"We meet when I was walking to school. His cover story was that he was an avid bird watcher."

You feel their defiance slowly begin to edge away but it was still in the air, like the fading smoke of a forest fire.

You lean your head back to look up at the ceiling, raising your arms above your head. Your fingers move as if you're playing the piano as the shadows around the room come together over head. Your eyes glow white as you think back, each word that leaves your mouth plays out on the black backdrop.

"It was so sunny. The world was so bright. I already knew which telephone pole he was sitting on top of and Shadow had told me not to make eye-contact. I didn't want to make her mad but I had to know. Shadow had already done so much...I guess I wanted to prove I could do something on my own."

You squint your eyes at the words that just left your mouth as if looking for their true meaning. The image on the shadow pans in on you walking toward a specific telephone pole.

'Mister, what you doing up there? You'll fall if you aren't careful!'

It was hard to see what he looked like clearly with the sun blinding my eyes. He was nothing more than a black silhouette, something I was so used to seeing that I instinctively smiled and waved him down. Spending so much time in the dark with Shadow had changed me. I found happiness in the absence of light and hated anything that threatened that darkness.

I backed up slightly as I watched him slide down the pole. My smile didn't falter once I saw those eyes of his. Thinking about it still causes shivers to go down my spine. Steel grey...I'd only seen stuff like that in picture books. He was so sweet.

'Good morning little lady, shouldn't you be on your way to school?'

'I-I am! What were you doing up there mister?'

He reached in his back pocket and pulled out a small composition notebook. He opened it up and showed me drawings of birds around the neighborhood. I quickly pointed to one,

'That's a cardinal! One of mommy's favorite birds!'

The image paused. A moment in time frozen solid: you smiling happily on a bright sunny day with a man that Shadow had warned you about. You willed yourself to go on if only to see Aldridge's face.

'You really seem to know your birds. But, didn't your parents train you not to stop on the way to school? I'm sure they also taught you the rule of not talking to strangers,' his voice was deep but almost soothing. I still don't know why but I reached my hand out to him,

'Then let's not be strangers.' His face changed to surprised before he started laughing and reached his hand out to me in return.

You had to stop. You weren't ready to relive the horrors your decision caused. You waved your hands through the shadows causing them to vanish as the white glow from your eyes dissipated. As the light faded, the tears streaming from your face were visible. Even though there was no longer anything above you, you couldn't help but stare upwards.

"Sounds like he was your first love," Clint states.

"I honestly have no idea what happened to him. I searched through everything I could get my hands on to try and find him. If only just to ask what he saw or to explain what happened that day...I didn't-"

"You didn't want him to hate you," Dr. Banner finishes your sentence.

You finally make eye contact with him. You nod in agreement in the silence that has formed between you two.

"(Y/n), you mentioned that Shadow had done so much. What does that mean?" Natasha breaks the calmness in the room.

Silence was the only answer you could give them. You stand up,

"We've talked enough for today. I need to get to combat training."

"We aren't done yet," she states getting up. Her tone has changed.

You ignore her as you key in the code,

"If you want to hear more, then prove yourself worthy of it." 

"Wait a minute (y/n)," Robert interjects.

"She's capable. If she could take on the Hulk, then she can handle a few rounds with me."

"C'mon Romanoff, don't you want to connect with me?"

-(Thor's POV)-

We watch as Natasha and (y/n) stare each other down. 

"Where does training usually take place?" Natasha breaks the silence.

"In the training room that you and Barton were using the other day. We need to go get the twins first, they like to monitor this kind of thing." 

Walking back inside the lab, (y/n) makes her way to Dr. Hathcock's office and knocks on his door. He opens it and looks at her happily, 

"You are right on time. I was just going to call for you. You-you're wearing a dress."

"Nothing gets past you, Aaron. Listen, is it cool with you if do things a little differently today?"

"Different how?" he asks coming down from his overly-excited state of mind.

"Ms. Romanoff wants to join in on the fun." 

Something in her tone of voice gives me a bad feeling. Bad might not be the right word though.

"Agent Romanoff, is this true? You don't mind training with (y/n)?" 

His facial expression has changed from confused to uncertainty while (y/n) looks at us from the corner of her eye. 


He looks away for a second before going back into his office leaving the door opened a crack. Taking this as some unspoken sign, (y/n) walks over to a set of lockers stationed in a corner of the lab. Opening the grey door, she reaches inside and pulls out some long black pants and a white short-sleeved shirt.

"I'll be right back. I'm gonna go change and I'll meet you all and Aaron in the training room."

She walks past us before stopping,

"This probably doesn't need to be said but I need you to understand something Ms. Romanoff. I don't hold back and I don't expect you to either." She leaves us standing there waiting for Aaron.

He walks out with a camera, some sort of three legged stand, and some papers.

"What is that thing?"

"It's called a tripod. I'm going to put the camera in this area and record the fight. You'll understand why when you see her in action."

Aaron guides us to the training room to see (y/n) standing in the middle of a square shaped area leaning up against some ropes. She turns her head towards us when she sees us.

"Agent Romanoff, do you have your weapons ready?" he asks putting the camera in the tripod. 

She walks up the area, pulls up the ropes and stands across from (y/n). She gets in her fighting position and (y/n) does the same. Aaron clicks a small button on the camera,

"Give us a good show ladies." 

Natasha immediately runs at (y/n) with batons in each hand. She swings at her head and torso but (y/n) dodges each blow with precision. Seeing an opening, (y/n) kicks Nat in her stomach pushing her back. Pulling two knives from her back pocket, (y/n) grunts as she swings at her. Nat blocks one but the other one cuts her stomach. 


She looks down to see that she isn't bleeding. 

"Using the back of the blade, (y/n), why are you going easy on her?"

She runs to her, the blade aimed for her head. Natasha blocks with both batons and grabs at her wrists causing her to drop both weapons. She kicks them aside before kicking (y/n)'s feet from under her. She tries to jump on top of her but (y/n) punches her in the face. She gets up panting, running at her and pulling her arm over her shoulder to send her falling on her back but Nat quickly interlocks her legs around her neck. 

As if knowing this was coming, (y/n) puts her arm between her neck and Nat's legs to keep her from tightening her grip. She spins around on her heel and throws Nat off of her. She bounces against the ropes as (y/n) causes her shadow to move over her body. Her forked tail is high behind her back as her ears are out stretched on each side of her head. Not giving Nat enough time to realize what's coming next, she runs with god-like speed, punching her in the face and stomach. 

Nat grabs her fists in mid-swing and forcefully brings her arms behind her back causing her to cry out in pain. She delivers a blow to her neck and (y/n) falls to the floor. Nat pants heavily over her, wiping blood from her lip. I look towards Aaron,

"The fight is over. Why are you still recording?"

"They didn't add any footage of (y/n) fighting in those files they gave you?" he asks with a smile on his face. 

The sound of gunshots draws me back to the fight as I see (y/n) is up and has jumped in midair firing at Natasha. She dodges, slips under the ropes, and hides behind the cover of a nearby sandbag. (Y/n), still floating, looks over at us. I watch as she waves her arm causing a black oval to appear beside her. She reaches inside and pulls out a sniper rifle, looks through the scoop, and sends a shot at Clint. 

Instinctively, he shoots an arrow to absorb the force of the bullet. We run out the way while Aaron stays sitting on the sidelines.

"What the hell?!" Tony yells out.

"I said I don't hold back. This is a fight between the three of us!" 

Natasha appears from behind the sandbag and fires shots at (y/n) who bends her back to avoid the bullets. She disappears as Clint begins firing arrows in her direction too. Tony, Dr. Banner, Steve, and I are standing by the door as Dr. Loretta walks up to the doorframe.

"Did I miss much?" she asks as if this is normal for her.

"What is going on here?" Steve asks.

"Aaron told me about the videos you all watched in his office. He also told me about the chemistry between you all, so you can't tell me that none of you saw this coming. She's just testing out how well those two work together."

We watch as Clint and Natasha stand back to back looking around the room for any sign of (y/n). The room is deathly quiet and we're all on edge. Daggers fly from a corner of the room and they dodge while Clint fires blunt arrows in that direction. (Y/n) drops feet first to the floor, her shadow moving off of her body like smoke. 

"Why get me involved?" he asks pointing an arrow at her.

She just smirks as she moves the shadows in the room at them. They take the shape of spears at the last second and they narrowly dodge; the impact leaves a small hole in the floor. Natasha shoots but (y/n) disappears again and teleports behind Clint. He quickly shoots her with an electrical arrow causing her to scream and fall to the floor. Her body twitches and jumps before she shakily removes it from her forehead. They stand over her as Clint retorts,

"I think this match is over."

She cranes her neck to look up at them angrily before they find themselves looking down as shadows move up their legs. Before Clint can release another arrow, they are high in the air with (y/n) shakily standing to her feet. Her smirk is still on her face as she looks up at them,

"It'll be over when I drop you from that height." 

"Now, now (y/n), I think you've proved your point," Loretta speaks up.

"How long have you been there?" she asks ignoring the fact that Nat and Clint were struggling against the shadows.

"Since the sniper rifle."

That sickly smile has returned on her face as she moves her head to the side,

"This was much better than my other work out. I'd say we really connected today, wouldn't you?"

She slowly brings the two of them down but Clint runs toward her in a fit of rage. She moves to the right before grabbing the back of his neck and crashing her knee into his stomach and throwing him down on the floor. Natasha runs to him while (y/n) looks down at them with those glowing green eyes.

"Don't be sore Barton, the fight goes to the both of you. No one has ever got the drop on me like either of you."

She shakily walks toward the door as the color from her eyes melts away. She stands near Loretta and leans her arm against the doorframe, breathing heavily. 

"I haven't seen you like this in a while Demon."

"Maybe Fury wasn't wrong about them after all," she responds back with the blank tone from before. 

Why does she only express the emotion of anger? Why does she pretend to get pleasure from the fear or pain of others?

She walks out of the training room still in her demon form as Steve and Tony rush over to help Natasha and Clint. Dr. Banner seems to have left some time during the battle.

-(Bruce's POV)-

This is a horrible idea. Yet here I am following behind (y/n) to a silent corner where two vending machines sit. I try to be as casual as I can as I stand next to her as she looks at the drink options in front of her.

"No need to be nervous Dr. Banner. I've made it so the cameras don't detect anything...we wouldn't want you to be seen socializing with me," her calm tone makes me jump. 

"What do you mean-" I can't finish my sentence as I see that she's covered the cameras in a thick shadow. It moves like smoke just like the shadow on her body.

"Ms. (l/n), I wanted to ask you something earlier. Yesterday, you put your hands on both Miranda's and Marco's face but with Victor, you stood behind him and wrapped your arms around his chest. Which is the proper way that you devour someone's emotions?"

Her head jerks up as if something has clicked and when she turns to me, her eyes are glowing a bright purple. Standing so close to her, I can see that her entire eye isn't engulfed in the color. The color moves like water as it circles around her pupil. Her lips are turned upright and her smile almost looks real but I might be imagining this.

"You were the reason for that defiance this morning. You came to the conclusion on your own. They really don't give you the credit you deserve Dr. Banner." 

She states it instead of questioning me,

"Yes. I thought it was a bit too convenient how Victor came into the office after everything else that happened."

"Yeah, it was. I didn't orchestrate that though," the 'smile' is gone. 

I try to keep my face calm while in front of her but my eyebrows furrow in thought. Her eyes never leave my face as she scoffs,

"How is it that even amongst the mutants you are still an exception?" 

I instantly look up at her, realizing what she must be talking about,

"I won't tell anyone about Conscious."

She glares and with that color surrounding the whites of her pupils, it gives her an inhuman look and makes me jump back internally.


"I don't mean it like that. I won't use this information against you...I just-I just know what it's like."

She moves closer to me but stops a split second later,

" are a spineless little worm who thinks he can understand because he's also hurt people. You have a better chance of living a life far from S.H.I.E.L.D. than I do and that's something you can't seem to grasp. So, don't think you know me so well Dr. Banner." 

A water bottle falls from the machine after my name has left her mouth. She reaches down to take it and walks away from me. With each step, her shadow slowly falls from her body and before long, the cameras are back to normal.

I want to ask Marco what emotion the color purple represents but that would raise too many unanswerable questions. 

(Thor's POV)

As Dr. Loretta leads us to the infirmary, Steve and Tony help Nat and Clint walk down the hallways. Dr. Banner walks up from behind me and his presence doesn't go unnoticed,

"Where did you disappear to?" Tony asked.

Shakily, he replied,

"Sorry. After she shot the rifle, I had to get out of there. I couldn't risk Hulking Out."

"Are you two going to be ok?" he asks.

"It's not as bad as it looks," Clint replies holding his side. 

Entering the infirmary, Robert has things already prepared and looks at us sheepishly.

"Ugh...I kinda went through the files and looked up both of your blood types and went ahead and set up some IVs."

"What did you think she was gonna do to em?" Dr. Loretta chuckles.

"Well, it looks like she went easy on them." 

As Tony and Steve places them in two beds, Dr. Loretta picks up some small stick with a screen on the end of it. She runs it over each of their bodies.

"No broken bones. Obviously, Ms. Romanoff will have some bruising since she took most of the blows. Did you manage to get a hit on her?"

"Nat pulled her arms behind her back and tried to knock her out with a blow to her neck. Mr. Barton got her directly with his taser arrow to her forehead," Dr. Hathcock answers from the door.

"Is no one going to explain to us why you all act as if this is nothing more than a usual occurrence?" I ask.

"I'm sorry," Robert speaks up, "It's just...we've seen the things she can do firsthand. So, we're a bit more numb to her behavior."

"I wouldn't say 'numb'. We've just learned to expect certain things from her," Aaron picks up the slack.

"As I discussed with Steve, can you all honestly tell me that none of you saw this coming?" Dr. Loretta asks.

That question floats over head as we let it sink in. 

"Is it really ok for us to talk about this in here? With the way, she teleports, what's to say she isn't listening right now?" Tony asks.

"She's already aware of what we are talking about. She already knows how each of you feel about her so she won't waste her time observing you all. At least not now," Robert answers.

"What happened this morning Natasha? When you went to get her from her room?" Steve speaks up.

"She clearly didn't want me in her room. If she can really sense our emotions by direct or indirect contact, then she knew that I as well as the rest of us were on our guard. Well, expect Steve." 

"Why is that Mr. Rogers?" Dr. Loretta pokes and probes. I can understand why (y/n) is so aggressive with her.

"I can see that she's struggling. I guess you can say that I can see a bit of myself in her. Still trying to get used to a new world."

"If that's the case, then why are you so distrusting of her Mr. Barton?"

Clint looks up at the woman,

"She doesn't trust others, much less, herself. She has made it her business to keep secrets from those trying to help her and she has no lack of-"

"Lack of what? Emotion because that couldn't be farther from the truth. She has a range of emotions but she feels it's better to keep them bottled up," Aaron defends her. 

"She believes that if people are going to be hurt anyway, why not only display the emotions that coincide with pain," I answer more to myself. 

"Exactly," all three answer. 

"What did it mean when she said that Fury was right about us?" Tony asks. 

"Fury believes that you all will be a good influence on (y/n). None of us thought he'd assign her to work with you guys though, it was a surprise to us all," Robert rubs the back of his neck.

"Why does he think that?" Nat asks. 

"We can't answer that because we aren't too sure ourselves. Most of the people here feel it'll be better if (y/n) be kept in a drug-induced state or be put back in suspended animation. You've seen how she reacts to that blue liquid that Eric showed off that day."

"What exactly is that stuff?" Dr. Banner speaks up.

"Sigh. It doesn't have a name and we aren't exactly sure where it came from. We've tested it but the results never come back with a concrete answer. All we know for sure is that it puts (y/n) in a compliant state. She's no different from a puppet. The same goes for Shadow."

"Do you use it on her often?" Steve asks.

"Loretta and I, as well as the scientists under us, haven't used it on her in a while. We would only use it if she had extreme outbursts. Do you remember that last time we used it specifically sis?"

"Hm. No, she hasn't really had outbursts as of late. I just figured she was trying not to upset Marco anymore." 

"She obviously has some feelings for Marco and doesn't like to worry him. Like yesterday, when she tried to calm him down after she riled up Thor," Tony makes his thoughts known. 

"Getting back on point, you three are saying that she called out Nat and I because we touched on topics we shouldn't have discussed?" Clint asks sitting up now. 

Natasha has ice to her face and some ice placed on her stomach. Dr. Banner answers the question while everyone else stays silent,

"Did you all forget that she said we couldn't ask her about Shadow, the Voices or Aldridge? That's possibly why she wanted to fight with you both."

"Even so, she held back. She used the back of the blade when she struck me," Natasha speaks tiredly.

"So, are we just supposed to do what she says?" Tony asks.

"No, Tony. It's not like she wants us to be subservient to her. It's like how she had to instruct us to walk with her," Steve interjects.

"What did you say?" Aaron looks up.

Steve and Tony went on to explain how she told us to walk with her. This causes Dr. Loretta to become excited, as if this was a new discovery.

"Yes! This is just what we need...first hand accounts of what it's like to be in her presence. Aaron, do you know what this means?"

"Calm down Loretta. Take this with a grain of salt. She's not a science experiment; you've seen what happens when you treat her that way." 

I've tuned out their conversation and look over at my teammates. Dr. Banner looks out at nothing with an expression of disgust while Steve hangs on everyone of the doctors' words. Nat and Clint lay their heads down and try to rest, and Tony moves over to Dr. Banner. 

"You alright Bruce?"

"You'd think I'd get used to this. Whether I'm being talked about as the freak or whether if someone else is." 

I think back on everything we saw today. (Y/n)'s words and actions didn't give me a bad feeling, but a familiar one. 
Consequences (Bruce Banner x Reader) Pt. 13
I suck at "action" scenes. Hopefully, I'll get better in the future. Hope you enjoy this latest chapter. 
Chapter 12: To Tell or Not to Tell? 

Walking back to S.H.I.E.L.D. was a nightmare because your legs were like jelly which caused everyone to stop as Steve let you sit down on a bench in the park a little ways away from headquarters.

"Ms. (l/n), why don't we call Marco or a cab to come pick us up?"

You shook your head 'no' as you lean forward and hold your face in your hands,

"It's fine, Shadow's just pissed at me."

"What do you mean?" Barton asks.

You gently pick your head back up as you look up at them,

"Did nothing seem out of place to you at the restaurant? I know I can't give you guys hand-outs but I need to know that you all can observe me adequately."

"Your shadow ran across the floor until it disappeared around the counter. That's when Miranda started addressing you as 'Agatha," Tony spoke up surprising you.

"Son of a bitch," you and Conscious think at the same time.

Even though you still feel like shit, you can't help but look up at this man in astonishment.

"Wow...I mean damn, I really underestimated this tag team of misfits," you smirk as you look up at them.

Your eyes slightly glow alizarin crimson as you look directly at Tony,

"What else did you see?"

Dr. Banner, noticing the change in your tone and eyes first, speaks up,

"Um...(y/n), your eyes are glowing." He looks around the park to make sure no one else has noticed or isn't effected by your behavior.

You take a long exhale before stretching your arms above your head as you feel your eyes return to normal,

"Yea, that tends to happen when certain emotions are sparked and Mr. Stark here just ignited my excitement. So, answer my question."

"That was it. I just decided to watch your shadow after how you acted in the conference room," he shrugs his shoulder like it's no big deal,

"Plus Marco can add another point to my score."

You act like you didn't hear that or see Natasha elbow Tony in the gut. The smirk melted from your face as you started feeling lightheaded again, groaned, and put your face back in your hands.

"Why is Shadow upset with you?" Clint asks.

"It wasn't included in the data?" you asks in a muffled voice.

You feel the bench shake as a foot slams into it, but you don't flinch.

"We understand that you aren't at liberty to tell us everything or to even relay certain details, but you know S.H.I.E.L.D. You know what you can tell us, so stop this charade!" Thor finally snaps.

You let out a muffled groan as you slam your hands down in your lap and look at the group of heroes yet again.

"Like I said earlier, Shadow was pissed because Miranda's emotions aren't ripe enough."

"Ripe?" Natasha asks.

"Yes. Consider people's emotions similar to pieces of fruit. Each person has a certain shape, color, aroma, and taste. During certain times, a person's emotions can be so strong and overwhelming that Shadow can devour them just like she can expose a person's greatest fear before their eyes. In Miranda's case, it's her fear for her brother's health...just thinking of how her anxiety will taste gets us on edge."

"You said us."

"Huh?" you answer looking up at Tony.

"I'm just assuming by what you said that you can also taste other people's emotions," he replies with that smug smile on his face.

"No, it was just a slip of the tongue. If you haven't noticed, I switch between first, second and third tense when talking about Shadow."

"Hm," he nods.

"Ms. (l/n), are you ready to go back to S.H.I.E.L.D. yet?" Steve delicately asks.

"I don't want to go back right now. Who has the bag of desserts?" you grumble looking towards Steve.

Natasha lightly tosses you the bag as you catch it by it's folded flap. You carefully unfold it and pull out a large chocolate chip cookie and moan as the chocolate melts on your tongue.

"Fucking right...why don't you all take a seat?" you ask as you look behind them to see two empty benches.

"Where are we supposed to sit?" Barton asks irritability.

You watch as he and the others turn their heads behind them as they see you raise your hand as your eyes glow a pure white. They move out of the way as your shadow shots out from under your feet, pass running children, and connects with the benches' shadow on the other end of the park. With ease, the benches are engulfed with the black smoke of your shadow and are teleported behind the Avengers.

You nod your head and watch them sit cautiously.

"How did you do that?" Dr. Banner asks breathlessly.

"One thing at a time. Would you all like to know what happened to Meagan from our discussion at lunch?"

You hand Dr. Banner the brown paper bag and watch as he reaches for one of his desserts and passes the bag around the group before it was placed back by your side.

"Meagan wasn't my only friend after the incident. There was also a boy named Travis and a girl named Agatha. Sometimes...I might use Agatha and Megan's names when I have to "blend in" with the world around me."

You still weren't too comfortable talking about this as you avoided eye-contact with them and moved your legs so that you were sitting Indian-style on the park bench. You start breaking parts of your cookie off and eating small bites at a time.

"Sigh. Anyway, they were my best friends but they didn't know about my powers. When I...when Coulson found me...the cover story was that my parents and I died in a fire. S.H.I.E.L.D made it seem like there was a gas leak and that we all lost consciousness before being burnt alive in the fire. I watched as they carried three empty coffins towards our city's graveyard. Meagan wouldn't rest until my parents and I were buried. That girl was something else entirely. I almost ran down and hugged her as I watched Travis and Agatha hold her back from jumping in the hole when they put my coffin down in the ground."

A sorrowful chuckle leaves your lips,

"Is this enough to satisfy your curiosity or do you need more information?"

Thor's body stiffens as he sees that dead look in your eyes. Your eyes show no type of emotion, just two (e/c) saucers blank of life. Just like that of his brother.

No one else says anything as you slowly unwrap your legs and stand up to stretch your joints. Looking towards the sky, you see that sun isn't as high in the sky as it was when you first stepped out of headquarters. You used your phone to see that it was after 3.

"I think I've been away from home long enough. Marco's probably had a mini-heart attack by now wondering where I've gone. Man, at times like this, I really wish the Professor had gotten to me first."

You wait for the others to stand up before teleporting the benches to their designated spot. With nothing better to do, you lean against a light pole and wait for the others. Conscious appears on your side, wrapping her translucent arm with yours,

"I'm surprised at you (y/n). To think you'd talk about Meagan and the others so easily."

"You think that was easy bitch?"

You mumble under your breath so to avoid suspicion.

"Now why are you angry with me? It wasn't my fault that Shadow flashed out, I did warn you about going out. Maybe if you just stayed at home, Shadow could've gotten her fill-"

"You know damn well that the same thing would've happened or it may have been worse," you quickly cut her off.

"Ms (l/n)."

Steve's voice causes you to flinch as you quickly turn your head in his direction. You're surprised that you don't see the other Avengers behind him.

"What? Are you guys not ready to go yet?"

"The others are just taking time to comprehend what you've confined in us. I just wanted to take this time to talk with you privately, if that's alright?"

You steal a side glance at Conscious who is looking at Steve with a sly smile.
"What would you like to talk about?" you ask as calmly as you can.

"Do you consider yourself a Christian?"

It took you a while to realize what he just asked you. You find yourself with your mouth agape before you answer his question,

"Yea, I consider myself a Christian. I can't say that I never stopped believing in God even after...everything. Why?"

"I just noticed that you said grace before you ate and simply the way you behave with those around you. I'm sorry if what I'm saying isn't making sense," he smiles apolitically.

"No, you are. Basically, a God-fearing person should be able to seek out another one of their kind."

"Yes," he smiles warmly. "I also wanted to ask another personal question, if it's alright?"

"You don't have to keep asking for my permission. Ask whatever you like."

"I understand but I feel it's better this way. I'd hate to cause you to relive anything traumatic, but this next question may unintentionally do that. Do you blame God for your gifts?"

"No. I'm sure I questioned Him at some point in my life but blaming Him wouldn't solve anything."

Your eyes follow the children playing in the sandbox and on the jungle bars while others held their parent's hand and went home.

"Did you ever blame God?" you ask back.

"I lost faith at one point after waking up in a new time. It was difficult to come to terms with the fact that the people closest to me were all but gone."

You weren't sure how to respond. Without thinking, you place a hand on his arm, causing him to look down at you with a sympathetic smile.

"Sorry," the word slips from your mouth.

His smile widens as he places a hand on your shoulder in an unspoken understanding. Realizing where you were, you remove your hand just as the others begin to walk over to you guys.

"What's going on with you guys?" Natasha asks in her usual tone. You still weren't sure about her but she was a spy.

"Should we tell them what we were talking about? Of course, only Bruce can hear me so you want I should tell him?"

You glare at Dr. Banner on instinct and this doesn't go unnoticed. He stands there with a look of uncertainty but never breaks eye contact. You slowly close your eyes and let out a long exhale,

"Nothing, I'm just tried. Can we go back to S.H.I.E.L.D. now?"

"Do we have to get back in formation?" Thor asks.

"Yeah, it's fine," you say standing in the middle of your semi-circle in front of the light pole.

Before anyone could step towards you, Shadow floats from the ground and wraps her arms around your neck like a child getting a piggy back ride. You look at her from the corner of your eye as she positions her head on your shoulder,

"This is a first. Is this your way of apologizing?"

"She isn't gonna harm you guys or anything. Just pretend she isn't there."

They do their best to ignore her but it's easier said than done. Your shadow is basically a smoky apparition leaning against your back.

"Is everyone seeing what I'm seeing?" Tony asks.

"It takes some getting used to but yes, all of you are seeing the same thing. At least I hope so."

"What does that mean?" Natasha asks.

"You all are just seeing a shadow right? She doesn't have any added additions does she?"

"Additions, like what?" 

"What does her face look like?" you couldn't stop yourself.

Natasha, being the most daring, in your opinion looked at her face.

"It's just basically a silhouette of you."

"Good. I hope it stays that way." This ends the conversation as you find yourselves back at S.H.I.E.L.D.  Shadow unwraps her arms and returns to where a normal person's shadow would be.

"So, what now?" Dr. Banner speaks up.

"Now, we go see the Pirate and tell him about our day," you answer walking towards his office.

Stepping into the blindly white room, you see Fury behind his desk with Marco standing on side of him. As always, Marco is happy to see you in one piece. You reach him the bag as the Avengers walk into the room,

"Miranda threw a few extras in there for you."

"Oh yea? Tell her I said thanks next time you see her. You alright, you look a bit pale?"

"We'll talk about it later. Heard from Victor anymore?"

"We'll talk about it later," he smiles playfully as Fury pulls up the security measures.

-(Natasha's POV)-

Fury doesn't waste time getting straight to the point as (y/n) stands next to Marco while the rest of us sit down. He looks at the pharmacy bag in Steve's hand,

"What happened?"

Steve looks toward (y/n) and she just shrugs her shoulder, leaning against the corner of Fury's desk.

"Agent (l/n) and the rest of us entered Panera Bread. Tony noticed that her shadow moved across the floor," Barton started.

They wait in silence for Clint or anyone else to speak up.

"As we made our way to the register to place our orders, the woman known as Miranda, addressed (y/n) as 'Agatha'. As we were leaving the restaurant, something happened and (y/n) got sick and threw up," I speak for the team.

"You got sick?" Marco asks about to reach out to check her temperature.

"She said that Shadow was retaliating for not being able to eat Miranda's emotions," Bruce pipes in.

"What else did you tell them?" Fury asks looking directly as (y/n).

"I told them how I sometimes use Agatha and Megan's name. I also showed them that I'm able to teleport things with my shadow; I moved two park benches today."

"Tony, anything you want to add. I feel like Agent (l/n) is leaving something out," Fury's eyes move to him.

He smirks,

"When I told her that I saw her shadow seek out Miranda, her eyes glowed a bright shade of red. She told us that the color meant I sparked her excitement and her shadow wrapped around her as we made our way back to base."

Fury and Marco looked at each other before their eyes focused on (y/n). She sighed as she straightened up from leaning against the desk. She meets eyes with Steve and as if that was enough, he got up from his chair.

"Do you mind?" she asks and he shakes his head 'no'.

We watched as Steve bent down slightly so that (y/n) could wrap her arms around his neck and place her head on his shoulder. After a few seconds, she let go, crossed her arms and waiting for either to say anything.

"Were there any other surprises?"

"We had an altercation on our way to the establishment and she glared Dr. Banner down before we arrived back here," Thor spoke up.

"Why were you glaring at Dr. Banner?" Marco asks.

The causal atmosphere changes as (y/n) looks directly at Thor while Dr. Banner is being stared down by Fury. She scoffs,

"So what? I pissed Thor off to the point that he strong armed me and had me off the ground by the front of my shirt."

Marco quickly draws his attention to Thor,


"Oops, were we not going to tell them that?" she asks with fake innocence. Once she really looks at Marco's face, she puts a hand on his arm,

"In his defense, it was my fault. We were talking about my parents and I mentioned his mother's death."

Marco's face softens slightly as he looks at (y/n) with an expression of 'why'. When her face remains blank, he sighs out of either exhaustion or worry.

"Agent (l/n), why do you delight out of pushing people to their limits?" Fury regains control of the conversation.

She goes deathly quiet while looking down at her hands before her eyes glow like fire and she barks,

"Because this isn't going to work! You know how I work, what I do, and how I do it yet you still allowed me to be apart of this rag-tag team of heroes? What the hell Fury, do you want me to kill again?! Do you want an excuse to lock me up cause I can walk into the Abyss right now without any trouble?"

"Is that what you want? An excuse?"

She clenches her hands at her sides before scowling at the man,

"When have you ever cared about what I want? When have you-"

Knocks on the steel door cuts her off as we turn towards the door. Fury deems that this meeting is on hold for now as he pulls up the safety measures. Through the door, enters a tall man with short, curly black hair. His skin complexion is the color of almond with a long pale scar over his right eye.

No one speaks as (y/n) eyes return to their normal state.

"Demon. We need to talk."

"You shouldn't be here Victor. Go home."

Before anyone can make a move, he's standing in front of her with a gun to her head.

"Go home?! After what you did to my friends?!"

She doesn't flinch, just stares into this blood shot eyes.

"Friends? Is that what you all were? I'm sorry Victor, I just thought that after years of being lied to and having people take advantage of you, that you'd be used to this feeling of loneliness by now."

We watch as each word causes her shadow to rise steadily up her body as Victor's hand shakes with emotion. He clenches his eyes closed as a sickly smile forms on (y/n)'s face. We watch as she moves like smoke behind him as her eyes glow a forest green. Her arms wrap around his chest as she whispers something in his ear that causes him to jerk away. He grabs her throat and slams her to the ground,

"Shut up! You don't know anything!"

She just smiles at him before he gets up from standing over her. As his foot crosses the threshold, she calls out,

"Whenever you're ready, the demon will be waiting for you."

He pauses before rushing off to who knows where. Steve begins to move toward (y/n) but she quickly rises from the floor; her ears and tail still out.

"(Y/n), what did you do?" Marco asks.

She rubs her neck as she looks at everyone in the room. Walking towards him, she places both hands on each side of his face,

"Would you like to see?"

"That's enough!" Fury's outburst stops her from leaning forward as she returns her body back to normal. That sickly smile stays on her face,

"I think I'd like to retract my last statement. This is what I want: understanding. I want you all to understand that I am not your coworker, partner, or friend. I am a demon trying to rid myself of all those who come near me."

As she said those final words, darkness overlapped her body and she was gone from where she stood.

-(Your POV)-

The darkness of your room calms you down slightly. The beating of your heart pounds through your ears as you force yourself to lay on the bed.

"This is better for everyone. This is better for everyone," you chant the words like a spell.

If you didn't want anyone else to be hurt, then making them fear you was the best course of action.
Consequences (Bruce Banner x Reader) Pt. 12
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Chapter 11: Lunch and Un-welcomed Surprises 

(Your POV)

Without any other trouble, you and The Avengers find yourselves outside of the Panera Bread Restaurant. You take a silent, deep breath as you follow the footsteps of Barton and Rogers as they open the doors and walk into the place. As soon as your foot crosses the threshold, you feel her presence in the establishment. You look up at your group members while you all stand in line.

"You guys can order whatever you like, money's not a problem," you inform them as you pull out your wallet from your purse.

"Yea, we've heard," Barton mumbles as he and the others look up at the menu. 

You stare up at the menu blankly as if you don't already know what you want to eat. You just need something to distract you from the gnawing of Shadow's energy hitting against your body. She's restless and needs to at least get a taste of her favorite meal. You feel her move across the restaurant's floor in search of her prey like a wildcat on the savanna. You move your legs forward, still looking up at the menu, biting the inside of your cheek until you hear that sweet, bird-like voice,

"Alright Johnny, I heard you the first time!"

You turn your head normally so as not to draw the Avengers' attention (it was their job to be observant of you, you couldn't hold their hands forever). You see the 26 year old woman walking from the staff only door behind the counter. She had on her uniform with a navy blue apron tied behind her waist. She smiles at another co-worker as her peach complexion shines under the lights. While she's distracted with informing the teenage girl of what Johnny said, Shadow makes her move. Shadow calmly makes her way towards the young woman's shadow, inching like molasses so as not to cause discomfort for her prey. What feels like hours to you is merely seconds once Shadow has overtaken her latest victim. 

By this time, Barton has already ordered his food and it's your turn. 

"Agatha, how have you been?" the bird-like voice smiles brightly at you. 

The Avengers' surprised and bewildered faces don't go unnoticed.

"Hey Miranda, it's been a while," you answer with a humble tone. 

Miranda Givens laughs at your tone as she asks,

"Is it just you today? Where's your boyfriend?"

", I'm here with a few of my fellow cohorts," you answer gesturing towards the six of them.

She nods at them as she predicts your order,

"Understood. I take it you'll be ordering the broccoli and cheese soup with the Frontega Chicken Panini?"

"You know my stomach like the back of your hand," you force yourself to smile, "Please treat my people to whatever they want. It's on me."

With that, you walk to the side to see the Avengers order their food and dessert.

"I'll have your food and drinks brought to you when everything's done," Miranda waves at you as you walk to the outside tables.

You sit on one end of the table with Clint and Dr. Banner on your left, Thor and Tony on your right, and Steve and Natasha on the opposite end of the table facing you.

"Who is Agatha?" Thor asks after everyone is comfortably seated.

"We're here to discuss my folder of my 8-year-old self and whatever else you may have questions about. It's not my job to feed you information, some things you have to figure out for yourselves," you answer as you look past Thor. 

Realizing that would be the best answer they'd probably get from you, Steve pulls out the folder and places its contents in the center of the table. Each member of the team looks over the papers and pictures before Tony asks,

"Is it ok for us to have this out in the open? Won't Miranda be curious about what we're talking about?"
"No, just act as if we were at S.H.I.E.L.D. There's nothing for any of you to worry about." 

Natasha looks down at a picture of you in your 3rd grade school uniform sitting behind your desk in class. 

"Did you have any other friends besides Erica?"

"Megan...she would pass notes to me during class when the teacher had her back turned. She'd smile as she whispered for my attention even when the other kids tried to persuade her to stop. I wouldn't look at her when she called out to me but I'd always grab the small piece of paper and quickly hide it in my desk so the teacher wouldn't see. I had to have at least seven notes in my desk before she came up to me before lunch time.

"Hey, (y/n) right? Do you want to eat lunch with me outside today?" she asked with that stupid smile on her face.

"Don't you know who I am? I'm sure you've heard what I did to Erica."

"I also heard that Benjamin was caught playing doctor with Nicole, doesn't it make it true."

This caused you to look up at this girl with shock as she laughs at your expression,

"I'll be under the big tree on the hill."

You feel your lip twitch slightly at the memory of Megan taking your hand in front of everyone in class and dragging you behind her towards the huge oak tree on a hill near the school's library. She kept that smile plastered on her face as she sat down and waited for you to do the same. You both ate lunch in silence until she started asking what you thought about her notes. 

"What happened to Megan?" Dr. Banner asks.

"She...she's out there somewhere, living her life," was your response as you put your elbows on the table.

Before Clint can open his mouth, Miranda comes through the double doors with three other co-workers balancing everyone's food like circus performers. Miranda calls out each order as she and her staff place each tray in front of the correct person. She places your meal in front of you along with your utensils. You look out over everyone and see Thor about to dig in.

"Don't you know it's rude to eat before everyone is served?" you glare at him as you grip your knife tightly. 

"Still a stickler for manners I see," Miranda laughs as Thor puts down his sandwich. 

The Avengers watch you closely as you put the knife back in place but your actions don't seem to effect Miranda. She places a hand on your shoulder, almost lovingly, as she smiles down at your face.

"How have you been holding up Agatha?"

You look up at her with a blank face as your voice takes on a mellow tone,

"I should be asking you that. Is your brother doing better?"

Her smiles is quickly replaced by shock as she looks at your eyes with worry,

"Well...he...I m-mean..."

You cover her hand with your own as you silently stand up and stare into her eyes,

"It'll be alright, you know that I'm here for you when you're ready to talk."

She can only nod as tears prick the corner of her eyes as she nods at the Avengers and makes her way back into the restaurant. You look down to see that Shadow is still attached to her but she's loosened her grip somewhat,

"I told you that she wasn't ripe enough yet but you can't listen to me."

Shadow just turns her head and you feel her power lash out at you; her way of glaring or gnashing her teeth at you.

You sit back down, say grace, and proceed to eat your soup.

"If you all keep staring at me, then your food is gonna get cold." 

The sound of utensils reach your ears as you laugh inwardly at their reactions. 


As everyone is eating their meals, Thor speaks up,

"So, (y/n), can you explain what happened with Megan after you both had lunch?"

"She stuck with me like glue. Even when I tried to be mean to her, she'd just laugh it off and go back to being nice to me. Mom and dad were so happy to see me being 'myself again'," you answer in air quotes.

"What's your relationship with Miranda?" Steve asks with no hesitation.

"What do you mean by that?"

"It's clear that something has happened between you two. The way she placed her hand on your shoulder and the way you looked at her; are you two together?"

"It's nothing like that. I'm just sizing her up," you answer taking a bite out of your sandwich while keeping eye contact with him.

"Sizing her up?" Tony asks.

"Yes, think of our relationship like that of a lioness and antelope. Do you ever just see a predator charge right for their meal?"

"No, it requires extensive planning," Natasha answers.

"Exactly. I have to make sure that her emotions are in order before I devour them," you smirk as you finish your meal.  

"Can you explain that?" Dr. Banner asks.

"I could but it would be better to just show you all. Sadly, that probably won't be happening until another few weeks. After all, there is a set time for everything," you mumble as you push your tray in front of you. 

You place your chin on the table as you reach for a slip of paper poking out of the folder. You carefully pull it out and scan over it to see that it's a report of your daily routine when you were a child. It details everything from the time you woke up to the time you went to bed. Your eyebrows narrow as you read over the evening entry.

"What? Did he leave that out on purpose or did could he not see?"

Miranda comes back out of the double doors by herself,

"Is everything alright?"

"Yea, can we get our desserts to go?" you asks not bothering to ask the Avengers what they'd prefer.

"Of course, I'll have it ready for you all when you come back to the front."


Finishing their meals, you follow behind the Avengers as they dump their trays and put them in the designated area near the drink dispenser. Crossing the threshold yet again, you realize that Shadow is still attached as Miranda stands in front of the door with a large bag full of sweets. She smiles at you while holding the bag out in front of you,

"I even put a few extra things in there for your boyfriend."

You hesitate. Shadow's still pissed that she can't have what she wants, which means, you have to suffer the consequences. You don't want to cause a scene by having Rogers get to the bag so you carefully reach for it. In a split-second, Miranda moves her hand from holding the bag by the bottom to holding it by the bent-over flap.

"What's wrong Agatha? Don't you want your sweets?"

Miranda was no longer in control of her own body, you could tell by the condition of her eyes. Her pupils are dilated and you know what's to come when your skin makes contact with hers. You take a quick breath inward as you reach for the bag and feel her fingers brush against your hand. The pain is the first thing before rapid images flash across your vision causing Shadow to quickly return to you. You watch as Miranda shakes the fog from her mind before walking back inside Panera. None of them seemed to notice what was going on as you felt yourself get dizzy.

"Ms. (l/n), you look pale. Are you alright?"

You hear his words but don't have time to respond before you push the bag in his hands and run towards a nearby alleyway. You pick up the first trashcan lid you see and empty your stomach contents. You hear the footsteps of the others as they come to a halt behind you. You retch harder as Clint asks,

"Was it food poisoning?"

You raise your arm and wave your hand from left to right trying to communicate that that wasn't the reason. You hear the sound of the food bag shuffling and a pair of shoes walk away from the scene as you try to catch your breath and not swallow any bile. The feeling of something cold on your neck causes you to jump before you turn your head to see Steve has put a cold compress on you.

"Don't try to speak, relax," he smiles as he gently rubs your back.

Looking down at his other hand, you see a pharmacy bag. He pulls out a small bottle of Listerine mouth wash and hands it to you. After you gargle half the contents of the bottle and spit it out in the trash, he hands you a bottle of water. You rinse once more with that one before he gently takes your arm and places it over his shoulder.

"Do you want some Sprite or another bottle of water?" he asks gesturing towards the pharmacy bag.

You shake your head 'no' as you allow him to carry you already knowing that a smile is decorating Shadow's face.  
Consequences (Bruce Banner x Reader) Pt. 11
This chapter took me literally months to write! The scenes played out fine in my head but I just couldn't get them down on paper. This came out as close to what I imagined so I want all of you to know that I haven't given up on this story. I really can't wait until you all see what I have planned for this fanfic. Thanks for all of your support!!
For all those reading my Sebastian x Reader story, I haven't forgotten you. I'm busy with school and am having serious writer's block on how to write the next chapter. I'll take suggestions from those who have any and I thank you all for your support. Have a great day/weekend if I don't have the time to come online during the rest of the week.
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