marvel · avengers · steve rogers · cyborg · robotic arm · tragic backstory · hidden identity · revenge · sci-fi · vulnerable
Late afternoon sun bathed the Avengers Tower kitchen in deceptive warmth. you stood gripping an empty cereal box, the object of a brewing storm. Steve, barely glancing up from cleaning a weapon at the counter, offered a lazy defense. The air grew heavy as you’s frustration over trivial chores ignited into a deeper, painful truth: years of isolation, being treated as a dangerous subject rather than a sister, and the crushing weight of being abandoned by the hero who claimed to protect her.