Tony held (Name) in his arms and quirked his eyebrows at his tablet. "Friday, remind me to make you a body," he muttered, "I might need to get (Name) a nanny. But I don't trust anyone with (Name)." After a moment Friday's cool disembodied voice replied, "What are you struggling with this time Master Stark?" Tony rolled his eyes for a moment, "I can't figure out how to swaddle (Name)." If Friday could, she would've smirked at him before saying, "Not even I am sure how to help sir."
Tony jolted awake at the sound of (Name) screaming. He sprinted to her crib. (Name) cried and wailed. He scooped her up in his arms and held her to him. "It's okay (Name)," he whispered to her, "It was only a nightmare."
Tony carried him to his bed. "You're going to be sleeping with me for the rest of the night," he told her, "I
Together with Natasha and Pepper you were playing the old time favorite game of Truth or Dare as you were waiting for the rest to come back from a mission or the shower.
It was your birthday today and everyone had promised to be there. You were anxiously waiting for the presents you were about to receive. You hadn’t asked for anything, but knowing your friends, you knew they would at least get you a cake.
You had been part of the Avengers ever since the battle of New York when you had saved Thor and Steve’s asses. You had courageously thrown yourself in the fight, even though your S.H.I.E.L.D. training hadn’t even been finished yet. Nick Fury had been impressed with your skill and determination and had offered you a position within the Avengers.
Of course you had said yes.
‘Really?’ you sighed. ‘Do I have to?’
Tony smiled. ‘We all did it. So now it
Pairing: Avengers x Child!Reader (Family/Friends)
Fandom: Avengers, Marvel
Word Count: 1,470
"You lost her?"
"Yeah, but Nat, she can run like super fast!" Tony said as an angry Natasha Romanoff stood in front of him, her face starting to turning as red as her hair.
"Yes, but we were left to watch her and make sure she didn't go missing! What happened?! She went missing!" Natasha yelled, her fists clenching by her side. She quickly turned Tony around and gave him a hard push forward, "Go and find her, this instant! I'm going to alert the others and they can help. You better find her!"
With that, Tony was left alone as Natasha stormed off to go and alert the other Avengers that their smallest visitor had gone m
You were sprawled out on the couch of your tiny apartment feeling like you were going to die of heat. You couldn’t even bring yourself to move and call someone to see if you could crash at their place until your air conditioner was fixed. You internally cursed New York for its heat. And then Shield for stationing you here to play baby sitter to the Avengers. And yourself for declining when Tony offered to put you up in Stark Tower.
What you wouldn’t give to be there now, in its air-conditioned embrace, able to move about freely.
You were supposed to be there now. For work. You lolled your head to the side to find the time on the clock across the room, it told you that you were officially two hours late for your job. Fury was going to kill you. You reached out an arm lazily to grab your cell phone and call in sick, finding that it was deader than a doornail before rolling off the couch and on to the floor.
Thor smiled as a maid helped him dress (Name) in proper Asgardian infant attire. "Does your father approve of (Name)?" the maid asked as she handed a well-dressed (Name) to her father. For a moment Thor's brow crinkled. "He has not truly met (Name) before. Tonight will be their first official meeting," he murmured the woman. Thor masked his worry and took his child. He waved to the maid and whistled on his way to a dining hall.
Thor bowed low at his father's throne. He clutched (Name) to his chest. "Rise," Odin said flatly.
Vision took the child in his arms. He smiled at her and said, "I think I'll call her '010101110110000101101100011011000010110101100101'" Bruce snickered softly and Wanda glared at him, "Not a chance, Vison."
Vision pressed his artificial hand upon (Name)'s forehead. He sighed. She still had a fever. "Wanda," he murmured, "I'm worried about (Name)."
Wanda smiled at Vision. "Don't worry," she told him, "(Name) is alright. Fevers are common in humans." Vision sat on his bed, though he rarely used it for sleeping. Or powering down as it was normally referred to.
(Name) whimpered and Vision dived closer to her. He
It had all started when a suited man with a soft smile had shown up unannounced… in your living room. After he practically gave you a heart attack and you had thrown the nearest thing at him, a heavy glass dish you kept by the door for keys and such, which he dodged, he’d introduced himself as Agent Coulson.
You knew exactly why he was here, beginning to plead that you hadn’t done anything wrong and to just leave you be. You had been in New York for three years, happily running your little bakery without incident, managing to keep your ability to manipulate the mass of pretty much anything under wraps.
He had just smiled a secretive smile and said, “We know Miss (L/n). We’ve been keeping tabs on you for a while now. I’m here because the planet needs your help.”