Blind!Vengers!!
if i ever need to go to someone to rip up my avengers feels it would be you and you only my dear emma
-Tony thinks it must be some kind of horrible karma, and Steve, being himself, says it’s just fate.
Not too many years ago if someone told him that he’d have a superhero team and at one point one of his teammate’s dickwad of a brother decided to make all of them fucking BLIND, he’d have laughed and maybe flip them off. And here they were.
He, obviously, couldn’t see everyone and how they’re dealing, there’s a lot of yelling and he’s pretty sure he hears Clint fall from the ceiling or something because he’s sort of in denial. There’s also a lot of poking because Natasha is silent and fucking deadly and she just makes her way touching everyone to know who they are. Steve, he’s told, doesn’t move and stays in one place. Tony himself paces and mumbles under his breath, fingers twitching at his sides. Bruce is constantly trying to keep his cool because as they learned a few hours ago, the Hulk has an…issue with not being able to see. Thor slams stuff around, like a table. Or a bed. One time accidentally Tony. His head still hurts from that.
Stay put, Fury says, you’re on the helicarrier in a fairly large bunk room. We’re working on a solution.
Tony’s pretty confident that the thrill of putting the Avengers in such a position will eventually bore Loki and he’ll reverse his magic, but he’s not so sure about when.
He is sure Fury comes by the room secretly sometimes and laughs. Possibly takes pictures. Agent Hill, too.
When Tony can see again, he’s going to donate thousands to charity for the blind because he just hasn’t given them enough credit.
