What. The. Fuck..

You, a basic, a bit broke, college student, who studies criminology, because you seem a bit to invested in it then a normal human should be, lots of hyperfixations and might slightly(not really) be depressed and suicidal, wake up to a bunch of movie/comic characters in your living room.

What else could you do but take care of the poor and confused souls?

TRIGGER WARNINGS ⚠️
Depressive things(?)
mentions of suicide
attemps of suicide
mentions of abuse
mention of assault(both sexual and non sexual)
bullying
yandereish(very little, more like really overprotective)
and probably more
If any of these make you uncomfortable, please do not read for your own sake. Thank you.

(If you do struggle with depression and all that comes with it, please talk to someone you are a 100% sure you can trust and can help you. Stay safe)

A/n: Am I seriously starting a new story just like that? Yes.
I am currently hyperfixated with the Avengers and all the movies of marvel and all that so I decided to write a fic about it.
I have been able to find a fic like this cause it's always the reader that gets transported to their world, never them soo.. yeah. Heads up though, there will be no crazy plot twits, you won't have any powers and you will have chemistry with most of the characters, but, you won't end up with any body. And the characters will most likely(or definitely) be out of character. Also, fem reader, sorry.