road trip as a teenage avenger headcanons!
type of writing: headcanons / scenario
word count: 1k
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dynamic: avengers x teen!reader (teenage avenger series)
characters: lots ofc but i'd say big emphasis on reader (duh), harley keener, peter parker, miles morales, scott lang, clint barton, bucky barnes, sam wilson, tony stark, happy hogan, natasha romanoff, and bruce banner. more are prob in it but i don't wanna type it all out lol
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it was an annual tradition for the avengers to go on a road trip.
steve always said it was "team bonding". it was honestly kind of fun.
better than the other "team bonding" you did, which mainly consisted of running long distances!!
anyways, they usually would do it soon after you, harley, peter, and miles finished school (also yes im including miles now bc i love him)
tony would come over the intercom while you all were lounging around and tell you to pack your bags.
packing is always a big issue.
let's just say that SOME people are big overpackers...
COUGH scott COUGH
no offense to him but like ppl have had to sit in the trunk before because of him
and he overpacks with stuff that rly doesn’t make sense
like once y’all went to colorado
and he packed snorkeling equipment
and so you were like “scott. seriously?”
and he looked at you with such a serious face
“y/n. what if all the snow melts? then we would be underwater!! i have an extra snorkeling mask too. i was gonna give it to you, but now idk….”
HAHA
bruce overpacks too
but he overpacks in a good way
guys bruce is like the mom on vacation
well him and tony both
you’d think steve would be but he is NOT
like the man doesn’t even wear sunscreen
and then here comes bruce with a tote bag full of snacks
which tony eats half of by the way
smh
the best part of having thor on a trip is that he will ALWAYS pick you up if you’re too tired
like once he had you and peter under both his arms like footballs bc u got tired
and clint was sad bc he was tired too
he tried to get scott to pick him up but scott wasn’t ready and they both fell and they like hit their heads
that was an interesting day
ok so setting the scene again
you, peter, harley, miles, natasha and bruce were in the middle of a very competitive round of uno
like y’all
competitive doesn’t even begin to cover it
anyways you were about to get uno
FR
you put down your card and suddenly
“HEY EVERYBODY” “SHHH you’re being too loud” “ohh sorry HEY EVERYBODY”
you started laughing at the quite obvious blunders of thor and clint in the intercom room
“thor, buddy? you don’t need to be kissing the mic when you speak, alright?”
tony, from another room, always quick with the jabs.
“AH! MY BAD STARK. HAHA! THIS MUST BE BETTER”
natasha just shook her head but you and peter, harley and miles were DYING
“ANYWAYS IT IS ROAD TRIP TIME. EVERYONE PACK UP AND BE IN THE FAMILY ROOM IN TEN MINUTES… what? MY MISTAKE. ONE HOUR. THAT’S RIGHT ONE HOUR.”
with that done, you all got up, groaning.
“uno.” natasha smirked at you, noticing that you only had one card.
“darn it!!!” you said. “well, doesn’t matter now. we have to go anyways.”
“we can always resume it later, y/n :) “
“fine, nat. but i’m going to win this time!! right bruce??”
“well, kid, you know i’m usually on your side, but…”
“aw, come on!!”
ok fast forward.
you were in the family room
aw guys isn’t that cute that they call it a family room
bc ur a family
awwwwww
ok anyway
and here comes scott with his fifty bags
“relax sharpay, we’re not gonna be gone for THAT long”
guys i wanted a cool tony nickname and tbh i just remember vaguely that sharpay had like suitcases on the cover of her movie i never even watched it so i could be wrong but that was my intention
“tony, these are my essentials.”
“scott, why don’t you just shrink that down? like seriously, man.” miles remarked, and you couldn’t help but agree.
“hey, y’know what? that’s a great idea miles!!”
and so he ended up shrinking his luggage
but then he couldn’t find it
oh scott
sigh
anyways tony and happy did a lot of car assignment work
to make sure everyone would get there safely
and your car
was
drum roll please
ok also this was only for the trip there
the trip back would be different
ok the car was
tony, happy, clint and peter
tbh this was not a bad car at all
poor miles and harley were stuck with scott, bucky, sam and steve
natasha and wanda and pietro and thor were the other one
although here’s the issue
guys
fr
tony is a bad driver
but happy didn’t feel like driving
and u were just starting to drive so clint was like “NO WAY do i trust y/n in a car!!!”
that goofy clown fr
so tony was driving
oh and btw y’all were going to the compound
tony told you and you were like
“dude, that’s not a road trip”
and he was like “we’re in the car for more than an hour. it’s a road trip, kid.”
and miles and harley kept texting like theorizing about where u were going
harley said europe
and you were like
harley
anyways ya
so tony is like swerving and speeding everywhere
ok maybe thats dramatic
but happy was holding the little bar
and he was like yelling at tony to slow down
meanwhile clint is just singing along to the music thats BLASTING
and u and peter are ready to accept ur deaths
like u literally texted sam a video of what was happening and he almost called happy to tell him to pull over 😭
sam’s got ur back thats for sure!!
anyways tony pulled into a drive thru
bc he needed coffee
guys hes tony stark he needs stuff like that
and he got u and peter and clint happy meals :D
and clint was so excited like 💀
love him
happy made sure u and peter had ur seatbelts on
he said it was bc he didn’t want to have to explain to midtown why yall didnt come back for the next year 😭
that and “too much paperwork”
smh
anyways tony finally got it together
u and peter decided that he just needed an acoustic song on the radio bc as soon as something more relaxing came on he was a lot better lol
the rest of the drive was pretty alright
i'm gonna do another headcanon set about the avengers actually on vacation but yeah there ya go :)
thats how the road trips work yahoo
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omg 30 with harley and peter pretty please? <33
y’all fucking saw that prompt list and had the same thought and I respect that
prompt: hey bud. I didn't mean to reveal that I can read minds but I gotta know what in the actual hell is going on in your head, do you live like this? always??
Read Saw it in the Movies here on ao3
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He wasn’t born with the ability to read minds. At least, he didn’t think he was.
The truth is, he couldn’t remember much from before New York.
Well, that was sort of a lie. He remembers Tennessee a little bit, and his mom vaguely. He thinks he might have had a sister. He knows he was adopted. That’s why he has a different last name from his dad, because once all this was over, he might be able to go home. Still, his dad-
“Hey, is it cool if I go to the movies with Harry?”
“Is your homework done?”
“Mostly. I just need to edit that English paper, but our teacher says we do better if we take a break between finishing and revising it.”
“Then I don’t see why you can’t. Do you need any money for tickets or snacks?”
“I think I still have some left over from my last birthday. Harry, he says we can go!”
Harry Osborn popped his head out from where he was hiding. “Thanks Mr. Stark!”
“Don’t mention it, kid. Say hello to your father for me when you see him.”
“You got it, Mr. Stark. Come on Harley, let’s get going.”
“I’m coming, I’m coming!”
When he first started being able to read minds, there was no going to the movies. There were no friends. There wasn’t anything really. Just a dark, soundproof room, and a lot of doctors.
Now he could filter out everyone else's thoughts. They were still there, but it was more like a quiet buzzing that he could block out instead of the hurricane of noise he used to feel.
The movies are one of his favorite places to go because most people have similar thoughts, and Harley doesn’t have to focus so hard on dampening them.
“Hey, wait a second kiddo.” Harry was already out the door when his dad stopped him.
“Everything alright?”
“Yeah, it’s fine. You’re okay, right?”
“Never better.”
“Good. Don’t stay out too late please. My new intern is coming in to train tomorrow, and I want you to meet him.”
“Okay. What time is he getting here?”
“He should be here around 10am. You don’t have to be in the lab then, but just come down before he leaves please.”
“Sure. And I promise I’ll be on my best behavior. I won’t even try to read his thoughts like I did with the last guy.”
“I appreciate that. As much as I like not having a spy in my lab, I also like avoiding people finding out about your abilities via insane scandals. Now go, your friend is waiting.”
“Thanks dad!” He ran to meet Harry, who was waiting patiently by the elevator.
“Did you dad want something?”
“It was just about some work stuff, nothing to worry about. Seriously, if we don’t leave now, we’re going to miss the movie.”
~~~
Movie theaters were Harley’s favorite place in the world next to his dad’s lab. Being enveloped in a large, dark space felt safe, and he loved the general excitement it seemed to radiate.
Basically, it was the ideal place to let go for once.
“Are we thinking action or horror?”
“Action,” Harley replied immediately. As much as he loved the movies, scary ones always brought out the worst thoughts in people.
“Predictable. Two for Batman please?” Harry addressed the box office attendant.
“We could always go see a rom-com.”
“Why do you hate me?”
Harley took his ticket with a snort. “Because you’re my best friend. It’s, like, a legal requirement.”
“Fair enough. The opening credits should start rolling soon.”
As they settled into their seats, Harley waited for the lights to dim, closed his eyes, and opened his mind to the people around him. It was so nice to just relax for once.
“You’re not going to fall asleep again, are you?” Harry asked. “I will stop going to the movies with you if you keep doing this.”
“No, I just love the feeling of the sound coming up. Try it.”
“You’re so weird, man,” he said, but complied regardless. “Now what?”
“Shhh.”
Moments later, the speakers rang to life, and Harley tapped into the positivity around him.
Harry grunted. “I guess you win this round, Keener.”
“Always do, Osborn.”
They quieted down to watch the movie, and Harley let it roll over him. Maybe he needed to take breaks like these more often.
~~~
But of course all good things must come to an end, so obviously he woke up the next morning with a migraine.
“Fuck,” he muttered to himself. He had shit to do that day and a migraine was going to make everything awful.
When he got migraines, he couldn’t control the thought flow as well, and that made for all sorts of problems. Usually when this happened, he locked himself in his room and didn’t come out until it was over, but he made a promise.
He slowly eased himself out of bed and got dressed, keeping the lights off the whole time. It took some time since pretty much everything hurt, but he managed.
Walking with his eyes closed wasn’t really an option, but he used the wall to guide himself to the elevator and slumped inside. He was able to hit the down button, and let himself be carried downwards, trying his best to hold himself up on the hand rails.
The lab doors opened automatically upon his approach, and he glanced up quickly to see a boy hunched over a work station, clearly absorbed in whatever he was doing.
Thank god, Harley thought. If he’s focused, his thoughts won’t hurt.
Then he walked through the door and was met with a wall of chaos.
Somehow, his dad’s new intern had Star Wars quotes, Star Trek theories, equations for quantum theory, and the chemical equations for his own work all in his head, along with things Harley could never begin to decipher.
“Hey, you must be Harley.” The guy noticed him. “I’m Peter- hey are you alright?”
“Headache,” he gasped, trying not to pass out as his voice bounced around inside Harley’s skull.
“Should I call someone?”
“My dad- Tony,” he stuttered. “Is he-?”
“Shh, shh, hey it’s okay. I’ll get him, you’re alright.”
Harley thought heard him start to yell ‘Mr. Stark!’, but before he saw whether or not his dad was there, he collapsed, and everything went dark.
~~~
He came to in a hospital bed with a handsome man he didn’t know sitting in the chair next to him, holding his hand.
“What happened?” he groaned.
“You’re awake,” the person said. “Thank god. I mean, we didn’t think you were going to die or anything, but you just keeled over. Is that normal for you?”
“Pretty safe to say it’s not,” he snorted humorlessly. “Peter, right?”
“Yeah. This isn’t really how I expected to meet you.”
“I'm with you. Talk about bad first impressions.”
“I’ve seen worse. Seriously though, are you okay?”
“I am now. Sometimes I get these nasty migraines, and it got so much worse when I walked into the lab because-” he froze.
“Because what?”
“Okay, listen, I barely know you and I don’t usually tell people this, but I can sort of read minds, and dude, what the actual hell is going on in your head? Do you live like this?”
Peter blinked at him. “I… do.”
“That sucks. You should really get that checked out.”
“You can read minds?”
“Yeah.”
“How?”
Harley shrugged.
“What am I thinking now?”
He really didn’t want to subject himself to Peter’s brain again, but his headache was gone, so it should be all right. Harley reached out with his mind to tap into Peter’s, only to discover that the buzz was no longer there.
“I don’t know,” he laughed.
“But you said-”
“I know what I said. Hold on.” He focused harder on it, and sure enough it was gone. “Holy shit, it’s finally gone,” he said gleefully. “Dad!”
“You’re awake! We were worried about you.”
“Dad, I can’t hear thoughts anymore!”
“What?”
“I can’t read anybody else’s thoughts! I’ve tried, they’re just not there anymore.”
“How can that be possible?”
“I don’t know. Maybe his thoughts overloaded my circuits or something. It makes sense since they’re the last ones I read.”
He squinted at Peter. “Do I want to know what’s going on in there?”
“No you don’t,” he and Harley said in unison.
“Noted. I’m going to go get the doctor. You might need to go in for a CT scan and an MRI, but if you can’t hear thoughts anymore, that’s good news.”
With that he walked out, and the room lapsed into silence.
Harley leaned back in the bed, reveling in the quiet.
“How long were you able to do that?”
“So long,” Harley said without opening his eyes. “It’s been years.”
“Wow.”
“I’m not going to miss it, that’s for sure.”
They listened to the bustle of doctors and nurses outside for a while until Harley spoke again.
“Hey, I know we just met, but can I ask you something?”
He stirred in his uncomfortable hospital chair. “Sure.”
“Why were you holding my hand when I woke up?”
“I don’t know, you see it in the movies all the time, so I just thought, you know…”
Harley burst out laughing. “Oh man, that’s amazing. Maybe once I’m out of here, you can hold my hand for real, all right?”
Peter grinned. “I think we could make that happen.”
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