Thor: Ragnarok - The Avengers: Infinity War - The Avengers: Endgame
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Tony stark gave his life so we could make something of ours.
*EDITING SPRING OF 2023*
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I was always an unusual girl, even before the events which forever changed my life. I never played with Barbies as a child, never wore skirts, and I definitely didn't have a pink bedroom growing up, but I figured being raised by a single father would do that to a girl. I never got to be a cheerleader or have sleepovers with the girls in my class. I never got to gossip about boys and who had a crush on who, nor had I ever experienced what it was like to be in a real relationship with a man.
The only man besides my dad I ever got close to was Stephen Strange. He was like a second father to me.
I never felt the need to wear fancy dresses and paint my nails, although I couldn't help but feel slightly insecure in the presence of what I deemed a handsome man. When around one, I suddenly felt the need to put on earrings and curl my hair, not to mention I'd feel the sudden urge to go to the gym and pay more attention to what I wore and how I spoke.
I'd never really worn makeup, not until I noticed all the girls my age walking around the city with their fake eyelashes, pink sparkly lipgloss, and rosy cheeks. I began to look at my reflection in the mirror differently from there on out.
With my unfortunate lifestyle of running and hiding in the shadows, I always thought there'd be no use in looking pretty or trying to find love; I would end up alone. Even Stephen I never dared let myself get completely close to, partially because he was as reclusive as myself, partially because I didn't want to feel sad if I was ever caught and taken away from him. Caring for someone was dangerous for someone in my position in life. I'd learned that very early on.
I never got to experience Spring Break as teenagers did in California or to go to Las Vegas for my 21st birthday. I got my first period in a dumpster hiding from the cops and stole my first bra from Walmart way after midnight on a Tuesday in December, coming up to Christmas - which I spent alone that year as well, by the way.
Even though my life seemed to have consisted of a series of unfortunate events with even more unfortunate outcomes, I couldn't ignore the knot tying in the pit of my stomach when I watched Thor leave, possibly never return. As morbid and masochistic as it might have sounded, this was a story I didn't want ever to end.
Spending time with Thor, Bruce, and even Loki made me realize I didn't always have to be alone and that getting close to people was okay. We'd become a team, even though we barely knew each other and probably had little in common. Despite the danger and possible negative outcomes, they made me fall in love with adventure.
I made a mental note to express eternal gratitude to my mentor if I ever saw him again because if he hadn't pushed me through the portal with Loki and Thor, I never would have gotten to know them. I would never have gained the experience.
