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[avengers1shots]

God, Mom(s)

Avengers x Reader Request: Imagine being the youngest Avenger and you go on your first solo mission they wait and worry and think of "what if"s and then when you get home they check you for injuries/ask you how it went like the over protective mommies they are. Thankyou!😄 A/N: This is written as if Civil War never/hasn’t happened & everything in italics is a flashback. This is the last of my old fics, so expect fresh content soon!

   “I can’t believe my baby’s all grown up!”

   “God, since when are you my mom?”

   “Ouch,” Tony said as he released you from a crushing hug. 

   “Back off Tony, you’re smothering them,” Steve quipped.

   “Am I not allowed to be proud of my baby?” Tony continued, fake sobbing and squeezing the life out of you once more.

   “We’re not related, old man,” you said with a smirk.

   “Excuse you! You think I’m old? Have you even seen Clint? Or Capsicle over here?”

   “Hey! I didn’t do anything!” Clint interjected.

   Steve ignored the bickering and Tony’s comment. “Y/N, just be safe. And remember your training.”

   “Way to ruin the fun, gramps.” 

   “Tony! Make old jokes either about me or Steve! It’s confusing,” Clint complained before continuing in a lower tone, “Preferably Steve...”

    Natasha rolled her eyes. “Just remember the break-someone’s-neck-with-your-thighs trick I taught you,” she said before patting you on the back and sauntering away to do god knows what. 

   Wanda hugged you, and Vision was there to see you off with everyone else.

      That was pretty much all you remember before you boarded the quinjet and were dropped off at your location. You had infiltrated a Hydra base and worked your way up in the ranks during the months-long mission, all the while trying to avoid unnecessary attention so as to not blow your cover. The training was brutal, the people cold, and the buildings colder. You had been sent on this mission because you were the least recognisable of the Avengers, being the youngest and most protected, so you were the least risky option. Your mission had been a success so far, gaining Hydra’s trust in order to gain access to information the Avengers needed. 

   Unfortunately, just before you were supposed to be extracted, it all went to shit. One of your newly-minted coworkers in Hydra apparently had an uncontrollable desire to impress the higher ups, and he had taken your picture, searched Hydra’s database for matches, and eventually found what he needed to take you down. You, of course, bugged essential offices in the building, and knew what was coming for you. 

   You immediately grabbed your collected intel, and began to make your way out of the base as inconspicuously as possible - and that was when the lockdown hit. You had to fight your way out now, and it wasn’t easy.

   Thirteen hours later, the quinjet arrived at Avengers tower. You were exhausted, more than happy to be home, and ready to sleep in your own bed for the first time in forever. 

   The back hatch opened and you began to walk down the ramp when suddenly you heard cheers and shouts of joy. Your team had been awaiting your return; everyone had stayed up to greet you. 

   The first one to hug you was Natasha as you whispered to her, “I did the thigh trick. Twice.” She smirked and stepped aside to let Steve and Tony crush you in a giant hug. 

   “Oh my god Y/N is that you? I forgot what you looked like! It’s been years since I last saw you!” Tony overdramatically sobbed, while Steve just said “You did good, kid,” and patted you on the head.

   “You seem to have succeeded and for that I congratulate you,” Vision stated with as close to a smile as he gets. 

   Wanda practically ran to you and started checking for injuries while Clint strolled up to you and put his arm around your shoulder.

   “I want to hear all about it! Don’t leave out anything! Ooh, were there boys?”

   “Clint! I’m too tired for this,” you yawned.

   “Hi too tired for this, I’m Clint.”

   “Oh my god.”

   As the night unfolded around you, you couldn’t help but think how lucky you were to have such an amazing team, or rather such a beautifully dysfunctional family.

- Mainframe

[insaneasgardian]

The Sniffles

Peter: Achoo!

Y/N: Oml bless you! Here, have some tissues, would you like me to make you some soup? You don't have to go to school today!

Peter: :) .... Ummm Miss. L/N, whenever I was sick as a kid, Aunt May used to kiss my nose to get rid of the cold.

Y/N: *Smiling* Well... let's try it out *kisses his nose*

Natasha: ...

Wanda: ...

Pietro: ...

Vision: ...

Clint: ...

Thor: ...

Loki: ...

Tony: ...

Steve: ...

Bucky: ...

Bruce: ...

Sam: ...

Everyone except Peter and Y/N: ACHOO! W H E E Z E! COUGH! COUGH! ATI-SHOOO!SPLUTTER!

[ao3feed-buckybarnes]

Part 1 - The Mark CIII

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2oBq7zS

by abswritesfandoms

After a stressful mission, the team all decide that they need a holiday. What they didn’t know was that the holiday would be worse than the mission

Words: 771, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 1 of Road To Moose Pond (Reader Insert)

Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe, The Avengers, Captain America, Iron Man - Fandom, The Hulk - Fandom, Thor - Fandom

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: Multi

Characters: Reader, James "Bucky" Barnes, Steve Rogers, Sam Wilson, Thor, Wanda Maximoff, Pietro Maximoff, Tony Stark, Natasha Romanoff, Bruce Banner, James Rhodes, Vision

Relationships: Bucky Barnes/You, bucky x reader - Relationship, Bucky Barnes x Y/N, Avengers/You, Avengers x Reader, avengersxy/n

Additional Tags: Reader Insert, Crack, Fluff

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2oBq7zS