𝗳𝗲𝗺𝗮𝗹𝗲 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗮𝗰𝘁𝗲𝗿/𝗰𝗲𝗹𝗲𝗯𝗿𝗶𝘁𝘆 𝗶𝗺𝗮𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗲𝘀

don't you dare | natasha romanoff and wanda maximoff

natasha romanoff and wanda maximofff
you're y/n stark and this is all over the place
warnings: attempted overdose mention, sh references, suicide attempt, intrusive thoughts

i haven't proofread this but i did change the ending completely

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you could just jump, you thought, from this height you might not even feel any pain. if you wanted to, it could all be over with just a simple step forward

it was a simple action that you had done thousands of times before but when all you had to do was a single step it felt like weights had replaced your legs and they refused to move, a part of you hoped that the wind would give you that last push you needed

give in and end it

but how you could you ever have such thoughts, you were the poster child. tony stark's daughter would never think about ending her life because she had everything she could ever want

you got the grades, you were considered a genius, you even had the accompanying fake friends to go with everything. people only wanted to be your friends to have the attention of superheroes, the attention of the avengers

stop pitying yourself, suck it up

you had a family unlike millions of others, many would call you ungrateful. the people around you would probably even understand, they were superheroes with boat loads of ptsd, trauma, you name it, but opening up was a lot easier said than done

wanda maximoff was the first to sense that you were no longer yourself, she was in the same headspace only a few years ago. the witch knew her boundaries though, your mind was off limits, she'd just hope you'd find help before it all got too much. she would still check on you though, making sure that, even if you didn't want to, you were still eating and drinking

you're being dramatic

your physical health took a downward turn along with your mental health. when you finally woke up you were, without fail, always greeted with a migraine. your appetite was close to none, all of it tastes the same, the taste of it sitting uncomfortably on your tongue for hours

when sleep started to become an issue is when another person because worried for you. you used to wake up at five in the morning and meet nat in training room, she used to teach you self-defence

soon that five o'clock became six and that six became seven, eventually you forgot. your mind just became too full, your day-to-day schedule was pushed to the side

natasha was a trained spy, she took noticed in your preoccupied mind, your slouching figure and the almost permanent purple tint under your eyes, but like wanda she didn't want too push you too far and hoped you would talk to someone before it got too much. much like wanda she had continued to check on you constantly

you're a liability, you're a burden

you just wanted all the pain to go away, you didn't think that was too much to ask for. a simple break from all the thinking and all the expectations of being y/n stark

you're a stark, push through

"witch, where is stark's daughter?" loki questioned the redhead that was sat on the living room sofa, watching one of her sitcoms. they scoffed as they looked at the television screen, loki believed wanda was too obsessed her black and white shows