I died, got isekai-d, and found out that soulmates are a thing.. In a world where trying to find one of them might end up in getting the attention of a murderous cult of nazis. All while black and weird no less..
Loki x Steve x Bucky x Oc x Pietro
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Pov - Ayana
It felt like it's been less than 24 hours since my death and I've been through the most emotionally draining experience of my life. knowing what's to come it's only the tip of the iceberg. I sighed and scrunched my eyes, rolling them around to wet them when they began stinging from my attempt to open them.
I allowed the spiraling of my thoughts as I did on our way to this safehouse, and snuggled further into Steve's arms. He squeezed me like a snake pillow, the pressure was comforting and warm, and I almost teared up again from how new that felt.
The guilt has been eating at me since I recognized the universe I was thrown into, it slowly got worse the further I walked from the hospital bed. it was clawing around my intestines and heart with my anxiety, making it worse and eventually overgrowing it to a force strong enough to choke on. My anxiety and guilt were never this strong, it was like If my intestines could fuck and assault my face. Had I not been in Steve's arms I would have pulled on my hair again.
I thought about all the things I wanted to tell him, go into a rant similar to Coulson's, and explain what I knew about his past. I wanted him to be ready for the future, Rumlow, Hydra, Sokovia, Thanos...
I needed him to know about Bucky so badly.
My face itched and burned from how intensely I was holding myself back from giving up any details. The timing would be bad for multiple reasons, but for the most part, I wanted to keep the grief of finding out that his survival was another alteration from what I knew the MCU to have.
He was mourning his soulmate still, I did not need to give him hope only for it to be plucked away when things play out in a way I couldn't predict.
Plus, there was fucking Hydra...
My existence here alone has changed things, it would be stupid of me to assume otherwise but, the different beings protecting the timeline are not after me for a reason I didn't understand. I was not going to make myself a target and let them know that I existed and knew things I shouldn't if they didn't know already. That I was actively trying to change things.
This timeline was familiar to me, based on the MCU, but after finding out that soulmates are a thing here, and after not being immediately taken away by the TVA, I suspected other details to be different, I couldn't rely on previous knowledge too much, just the major events.
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Remnants of tears itched the folds of my eyes and I struggled to keep them open. Our position has changed to a more comfortable one but I did not want us to really sleep there.
I forgave myself for trusting the stranger calling himself my soulmate. that unique description of Captain America was fitting, (according to the conclusion I reached earlier about this universe being unpredictable) however, I was not in the mood to give up the way he made me feel.
