AnnieBespoke

Please be aware that the following contains suicide and self-harm mentions, as well as dark themes in general. It wasn’t meant to end this way. She was supposed to keep going, she was his rock. She was one of the few people left that truly cared about him. He thought she was happy. Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone, Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone, Silence the pianos and with muffled drum Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come. Tony looked down at the small urn that now contained everything his little sister was. It contained all the memories of them growing up and creating the future together. It contain

You bit the inside of your cheek, in the hopes that the pain would momentarily distract you from your need to cry. Your dad, Peter Quill, was leaving again. Of course you understood the reasoning behind him having to leave so often, but it was so unfair. Superheroes were supposed to save everyone, weren't they? But off he went, a bright smile was plastered on your face as you watched him leave. He couldn’t stand to see you upset. You managed to keep yourself together until the following evening, and your dad still hadn’t returned. After eating enough food to be classed dinner, you climbed your way in to bed. You lay there, body p

It was the best thing you ever purchased, and nothing could convince you otherwise. Other than an irritated god. “Oh come on, it's not that bad.” You received a brief glare before Thor turned back to the ice pack. “You barely notice it!” “You gave me a black eye.” He replied in his wonderfully deep voice. “Well, yes that did happen. But it was so funny!” He looked back at you, the ice pack firmly placed over his right eye. How he wasn’t getting brain freeze is beyond you. “Where did you get such an item anyway?” He seemed much less annoyed now, which was rather a good t

“Who the fuck invented plaid, anyway?” You heard a very annoyed voice behind you. You sighed and turned around. “I mean, look at it. It’s butt ugly.” “Me Stark?” You said softly, trying to catch his attention. Tony broke eye contact with the, admittedly horrible, plain shirt. “Yes, sweetheart?” His voice dripped with sarcasm. You narrowed your eyes at him, before stomping over to a plain grey t-shirt. You found your size as quickly as you could, before rushing to the till. “Please may I take this?” You handed the shirt to the assistant and really hoped things would go quickl

You stared at your computer screen, mouth open in disbelief. You couldn’t believe it. It was gone. All of it. Eventually you slowly closed your mouth, crossed your arms on the table in front of you, and gently lay your forehead on them. You took a few minutes to compose yourself, breathing deeply and trying not to cry. Though no matter how hard you tried, you had started when Loki entered your office. “Mortal, you are crying.” You heard his deep voice state. You shot up, trying to wipe all traces of your tears from your face. “What? No I’m not. I just get teary when I yawn.” You pretend to yawn again, as

Your gut hit the floor like a sack of potatoes, standing before you was Queen Frigga. You were tempted to kneel but not sure if you should. Your eyes didn’t leave her face, just as hers hadn’t left yours. “Right. Hello.” You started to shake, the tremors visible to all. Frigga’s eyes moved from you to Thor. “Welcome home, you have been missed.” She lifted a hand and Thor took it and gently run his thumb over her knuckles. You felt slightly uncomfortable, seeing them act with such familiarity and warmth made your stomach clench. You took a deep breath and looked down at the floor. Thor seemed to cotton

You gaped for a while and Thor stood silently beside you. As you were coming to your senses, guards had surrounded Loki and were leading him away. “Where are they taking him?” You asked Thor, trying not to feel too much concern for him. “They are going to take him to a cell, later he will brought before Odin and Frigga for judgement.” You frowned. “Why isn’t he being brought to them now?” Thor smiled, placed a warm hand on your back and began to walk. “He isn’t being brought before them now as they wish to meet you first.” Your heart stopped and you would have frozen had Thor not

Warning: Some strong language It took time to prepare for the journey to Asgard. As you would be leaving for a considerable amount of time, you would need to make sure your accounts, bills and apartment were all in order. The first call you made was to your landlord, who was not happy about your abrupt disappearance, but you convinced him not to throw your stuff onto the streets until someone had come to pick it up. The second was to your bank to pay off anything that needed to be whilst you still had money in your account, and to tell them to invest the rest. Hopefully on your return you would have some money left. Tony came up behind you

They had sat you down, and Tony had wondered off to find you a blanket. You watched as Thor debated something with the rest of the Avengers, but you weren’t paying attention to what they were saying. From the looks of it, there was an even divide between the people rooting for you, and the people rooting for SHIELD. Bruce, Natasha and Clint all seemed to think that you were a threat, whereas Thor, Tony and Steve believed that you could be an asset. Tony interrupted your thought process when he returned with a thick blanket, placing it around your shoulders. You looked up at him, and a small sort of fuzzy warmth blossomed in your chest.

Tony was concerned. Of course, he hadn’t admitted it to anyone else, but he was. He hadn’t heard from either Natasha or the young woman, and it was beginning to gnaw at him. He had been in the lab for a while, unproductively fiddling with a gauntlet, when his phone chirped. “Well, speak of the devil.” He murmured when he noticed that it was Natasha. He read the message and walked as fast as was acceptable to the nearest elevator. He noticed Steve was already in it, the doors beginning to slide shut. “Steve!” He called, and Steve’s hand automatically shot forward to stop the doors from closing. Tony wa

“There must be a mistake,” you said, clutching your mug of tea in your hand and blinking blearily at the burly man standing in the door of your small suburban townhouse. Your hair was mussed from sleep and it was entirely too early for your brain to be challenged by strange people asking you questions that made absolutely no sense. “No, we’ve had no problem with our electricity.” “We’ve been getting complaints from this general area about the electricity going out at random times,” the man said calmly, his brown eyes fixed unnervingly on yours, “So we’re just doing some r

Requested: Nope Warnings: I guess smuttish implications. Word Count: 765 You had always been clumsy. It was something that Mark found incredibly endearing about you. You often stumbled so that he had to catch you. You of course didn't mind because in all the years that you had been friends you had developed a crush on him. And today the universe seemed to be mocking you because of it. You were at PAX with Mark, Ethan and Tyler on your way to a panel. Ethan and Tyler had gone on ahead leaving you and Mark chatting away. "Honestly I have been to PAX so many times before but I never dreamed that I would be on a panel, let alone with you." Yo

You were sitting inside Stark Tower, ticking on the kitchen table nervously. Loki was sitting opposite of you and looked at you with his typical mischievous smile. ‘Why do I have to babysit him?’ you asked Fury, finally able to pull your gaze away from Loki. ‘Can’t you just lock him up downstairs?’ ‘We’ve talked about this, [Name]. Loki is part of the team now. No more fights. No more cells. He has promised to do what we ask of him.’ ‘Yeah, right...’ you scoffed, turning your gaze back to Loki. ‘Like his word means anything.’ Fury sighed. ‘Look, I also rather ha

The sun was ready to set when you were walking home, you guitar on your back, your headphones on. But since the sunlight was still visible, you decided to make a detour by the nearby forest, there was something about it, you didn't know what, but you always felt like it was kind of "magic". With your favorite song playing in your ears, you made your way between the trees, enjoying the sent of the wood and the plants, you felt like you were in another world, but you stopped in your tracks when out of the corner of your eye you saw something you've never seen before, it was a cave, well, a very narrow cave. You walk towards it, looking curious