Yelena Belova x Stark!Reader
Reader is fighting with the rest of the soon to be new avengers, before she is captured by the void (Bob) and taken back to her Fathers death.
TW: Reader thinks it’s her fault Tony died, and thinks she’s not good enough, very small teeny tiny mention of panic attacks, talks of death (dead dad aka Tony)
AN: Hihi!! This is my first time writing something and I’m dyslexic so if there is any spelling mistakes do tell me, and if I missed any TW do tell as well. Enjoy!
The cold seeps through your skin and wraps itself around your bones..it doesn’t feel good. It feels unwelcoming.
The darkness the void, it came so fast you couldn’t even move out of the way before it engulfed you.
You heard their screams. Bucky, Alexi, Yelena..your Yelena….you have to get out you have to get back to her..
Their screams disappeared, they turned into different screams, cry’s.
You look around, your in the middle of a battle ground, but not the one in nyc not the one with yelena and the others..well except Bucky he’s there. So is Steve. So is everyone who is still dead..
You shouldn’t be here, not again. You wake up in sweats about this every night where your girlfriend Yelena has to try and calm you down.
He’s right there. Red and gold suit. Ironman. Tony Stark. Your Father. Your dead Father.
Your feet move, your not even thinking right, in fact your not thinking at all.
Landing in front of him, face wet with tears and snot.
“Dad?.. daddy??” “I don’t wanna live this again..I need you to come back. You need to come back we need you, we can’t do this without you..I can’t….you haven’t even met her yet, oh god she’s so good to me, you need to meet her daddy. Come on please” your whole body is shaking, hell it might even be shaking worse than the night he died.
Then suddenly you feel everyone’s eyes on you. Not in the way they did that night, full of pity, sorrow.
No it’s like they knew this wasn’t real, that you don’t belong here..
Everything starts to shake, at first you thought it was you. You then turn to face your father.
His wide brown eyes staring into yours. It wasn’t him. He never looks at you like that.. anger, hate.
Tilting your head to the side in confusion, before you could say anything the red coloured metal glove with five bright stones flies up and wraps around your neck.
“You are no daughter of mine” your..father.. spits.
“You’re not smart enough, strong enough, brave enough to be a stark, you have let down the legacy..you have let me down”
“It’s all your fault. I’m dead because of you!” The words hit your skin like acid, you go to fight back but, you don’t. He’s right he’s always right even when he’s supposed to be dead, you’re not a true Stark, maybe by blood, but not by standards.
Everyone around you’s have the same look in their eyes as your father as they rise to their feet.
“you should’ve done more”
They chant, and you take it, you take all of it because you deserve it.
Your head pounding from the lack of oxygen.. it will be over soon. You think in your head….
Then the tension in the air changes, everything quietens down, with your eyes still shut you hear someone getting hit in the face?
You can breathe..you can breathe? How that’s not possible-
“Hey, hey your okay. Are you okay??”
That damn thick Russian accent.
Your face still wet as you look at her, her hands on your shoulders grounding you.
“You’re alright, it’s gonna be okay hm” the blonde Russian grabs your hand and places it above her heart..she does that when you are have a panic attack.
“Good breathe in and out” doing as your told.
“Good, good girl. Okay we’re in this void thing created by Bob, you where there you seen it..it takes you to the worst memory’s you have and- and I guess makes them worse..”
“So whatever they said isn’t true, it’s not your fault”
“….How do you always know?” You finally speak up, voice not even as loud as a whisper, your unsure she even heard you until..
“That’s what girlfriends do huh?” She smirks a little, which somehow calms you down a little.
“Let’s get out of here, моя любовь(my love)”
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