teen on set ~ marvel cast

peoples opinions

song lyrics from - not my responsibility ~ billie eilish

not proof read

y/n pov
after my talk with scarlett i walked back to the main part of the house to grab an apple or something. since i've been sleeping all day i'm starving.

"honey i'm home!" mackie calls out as he seb and my mother walk through the door.

i just want to go up and hug lizzie but she just got home so she's probably tired and will not appreciate it.

i lock eyes with scarlett and she nodded her head in the brunettes direction telling me to go over. i obliged walking the short distance to lizzie who was putting her bags down by the little entrance part.

she smiled as she saw me and opened her arms. instantly i wrapped my arms around her hiding my face in her shoulder.

she was alive and she was okay.

lizzie noticed how i didn't pull away so she pulled back slightly before bending down more and picking me up to wrap my legs around her. making my comfort levels soar.

"how was your day sweetheart" she said rubbing my back as she walked outside. the sun was setting over the tall trees and a cold breeze brushed passed us.

"different" i answered shortly as she took a seat on the swinging bench. we both laid down and i laid attached to her side as she ran her fingers through my damp hair.

"ill never leave you" she assured before placing a kiss on my head. tears welled up in my eyes and that caving feeling in my chest came back.

lizzie's pov
for the next hour i laid with my daughter as peace surrounded us. wind rustled through the trees making leaves fall and branches bend.

the oranging sky grew darker with every passing second as the pool lights turned on by themselves.

"exited to go to new zealand next week?" i ask y/n, she looks at me and instantly i could tell she forgot.

"oh 100%" she shrugged it off "do we get to explore while we're there?" she asked closing her eyes. i seriously don't get how she's still tired.

"a little. but the schedules tighter as we get into the last few weeks of filming" i explained and she hummed.

"it's crazy to think we're almost done filming"

"i couldn't agree more" i whispered looking up at the sky again.

so much has happened while filming this movie and even though alot of bad things happened. i ended up with y/n. the best thing that's ever happened to me.

"dinner" seb pokes his head out the door to call us in. we both get up and head inside.

seb, tom, and mackie, are done filming at the end of this week meaning we probably won't see them for a couple of months. until the premier. well unless were paired for pre movie release press.

y/n and i take a seat at the dinner table where everyone is filling up their tacos/ burritos if they preferred.

after dinner we all settle down for a movie y/n decided watch age of ultron surprisingly tho no one really complained.

"the only thing bad about this movie is brutasha, i'm sorry guys but worst ship in the mcu" y/n complains wrapping up in a blanket.

"bru-what now" mark said drinking his tea.

"bruce and natasha is brutasha and i'm sorry but no" y/n summed up making people laugh.

"i'm sorry mark but she's right, that was awkward to film" scarlett said sharing a blanket with evans "get your cold ass nasty feet off me" she whisper yelled to the blond right after.

"i didn't find it awkward, bruce was finally understood by someone" 

time skip 4 hours later

y/n pov
it was nearing 1am right now and i was not tired in the slightest.

about an hour ago i was on a deep dive through my name as a tag on tik tok. majority of the things were usually edits and what not but there seemed to be alot of peoples opinions about me there that i hadn't seen before.

my thoughts instantly went on a spiral.

Would you like me to be smaller, weaker, softer, taller? Would you like me to be quiet?
i thought about what i needed to do to change the public's opinion about me.

If I wear what is comfortable I am not a woman
but If I shed the layers i'm called a slut.

Though no one's ever seen my body they still judge it and judge me for it. Why? what's the point.

i wiped the tears from my eyes as i looked at myself in the mirror and walked downstairs for some water.

when i get downstairs however i see hemsworth sitting at the kitchen bench himself.

i slow down as i get closer and he lifts his head to see me. his eyes were also red.

oh god i don't know how to comfort people.

"oh hello y/n" he smiles obviously pushing aside whatever he was feeling.

"hey chris, what's going on" i said standing infront of him with my bottle of water.

"i could ask you the same thing" he laughs turning off his phone in his hand.

"i asked first" i smirked and he smiled looking down. "it's me, who am i gonna tell im just a kid"

he made an expression and i was assuming he agreed.

"it's just hard to stay thor all the time. i feel like everyone expects me to stay looking like a god 24/7 and it can get exhausting. sometimes i just want to get a bit of a dad bod on yknow. that can be sexy too" he said and i totally understood what he was saying.

"yes exactly, like the media cares a little to much about everyone and how they look what they do, who they hang out with recently"

"exactly. sometimes i wish i wasn't famous and i was able to do the things i wanted without being followed by paparazzi or fans yknow"

"you've been in the industry longer than i have so it's definitely more annoying for you" i saïd playing with my water bottle.

"how about we both just eat a big old bowl of icecream and forget about the world for a little"

"fine but i want you to tell me stories about you in highschool or something" i requested seeing as i've never had any moments like this with an uncle or a family friend or even my dad.

he shook my hand in agreement and we both got up to make some extravagant sundays we might regret tomorrow.