#avengers kid fic

[juiles]

Food poisoning blues

Requested: no

Plot: y/n gets food poisoning and deals with the after math with her moms

tags: fluff

Triggers: vomiting, sickness, food poisoning, dryheaving.

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A/N: i got a really bad case of food poisoning this weekend and due to my mums immune system, she couldnt give me any affection or help me at all (i had to clean up my vomit) and even though im 27, i for sure cried for my mommy cause thats all who i wanted at the time aha. because of that i felt the need to write this to get what i needed.

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Y/n’s POV

I sat on my bed staring at the wall, my stomach grumbling loudly as a wave of nausea hit my stomach so hard I had to run to the bathroom and barely made it to the toilet in time to puke my guts out. I heard a bang and felt a hand on my forehead before I jerked back as another wave of nausea hit me again and I threw up into the toilet again, feeling my mama’s hand graze against my head and pulled the red strands back into a secure ponytail.

My stomach gurgled and I leaned back against Natasha’s warm body, my arms wrapping around my stomach. She pushed the baby hairs out of my face and sighed sadly. “You’ve got a fever love.” She mumbled into my temple. I groaned turning into her and mumbled nothings into her.

“I’m going to call your mom in okay peanut?” I heard her mumble into my hair before peeling me off herself and placing a small kiss on my forehead. It felt like a few seconds later when my bathroom door opened with a thud and I felt another cool hand on my forehead. “Oh detka.” A calm sokovian voice murmured and I looked up and saw a small blob of red and brown hair floating above me.

“Mommy…” I murmured before another round of nausea hit me so hard I couldn’t even lean forward towards the toilet before it came up, all over me and my already sweaty pyjamas. A small gasp was heard before a hand reached forward and helped pull me towards the toilet where I took a few moments of dry heaving before my body stopped again. I looked back at my moms who now looked a little more focused, I could make out the pouts on their faces.

“Detka… shall we get you in the tub to clean you off a little?” Wanda asked. I whined sitting back against Natasha again.

Wanda’s POV

When Natasha dashed down the stairs, a look of panic in her eyes. “Sick.” It was one word that made my stomach plummet. I bolted up the stairs and skittered into my daughters bathroom to see her curled up in a ball on the floor. “Oh detka…” I murmured before her face looked up at me with the saddest green eyes, glazed over with a fever. She looked so small and weak at that moment, it was almost hard to forget how hard her life had been. I felt Nat place her hand on my back and I looked up with a small pout then back at our new daughter.

“Mommy…” My heart stuttered for a moment before y/n threw up all over herself. I gasped lightly and helped move her towards the toilet to catch the rest of her vomit before she started to dry heave. After she finished, I pushed the hair out of her face and looked at the young girl who leaned back into my girlfriend who had slid into place behind her.

“Detka… shall we get you in the tub to clean you off a little?” I asked, the pout on my face increasing when I saw the sad little face she gave me before leaning whining into Nat. “Do you want me and mama to help you?” I asked, the girl barely managed to lift her head with a small nod. “Alright princess. Let mama help you take off those yucky pj’s off while I start the bath.”

I looked at Nat who nodded and started stripping the wet clothes off the girl. I turned to the tub and turned the tap on to luke warm water before plugging the tub and grabbing the shampoo and soap. I saw Nat place the girl in the water before we both heard a high pitch whine. “Mommy!!!!” I cupped her cheek. “Mommy cold!!!!”

“I know baby… itll warm up soon. Mommy is gonna wash your hair and your body okay?” I asked softly. We couldn’t even get an answer out of her so I took a loofah and slowly washed her body down before rinsing her off. She sat in the water for a few more minutes after Nat and I decided to see if it would help with the fever.

“Mommy done…” She muttered reaching for me, trying to get away from the cold water that Nat had placed her in. “Mommy out please…” I grabbed a towel and scooped the girl up, with the help of Nat, wrapping her up in the fluffy towel. Green eyes widened and I quickly got the girl leaning over the toilet before she threw up once more, this time only stomach acid coming out. She whined after dry heaving for a few more minutes before I pulled her into me, with the help of Tasha, I got her tucked up into her bed, me sitting beside her, her head buried in my lap while Nat got herself cleaned up.

I brushed her hair the best I could then quickly braided it to keep it out of her face. “That’s it sweet girl… mommys got you…” I muttered running my hand up and down her back.

“Mama too…?” Green eyes shined up at me, tears forming in them as she sniffled. “Want mommy and mama…” I nodded humming slightly.

“Yes detka. Mama is just cleaning herself off.” Her eyes widened. “Its not your fault princess. What do you wanna watch while we cuddle hmm?”

“Sleepy…”

“I know baby… mommy will put on your favourite hmm? You can watch until you fall asleep baby.” I grabbed the remote off the bedside table and turned on Netflix. I flicked through until I got to Matilda the musical. I clicked on it, lowering the volume slightly so she could fall asleep. “Do you need anything else princess?”

“Mama mommy cuddles… hurts…” She whined curling up against her stomach.

“I know princess. Mama is grabbing the bucket in case you get sick again. Try and sleep baby…”

Nat finally came back in, holding a bucket, two glasses of water, our phones and her favourite blanket from our bed. The redhead crawled into bed beside our daughter, so the girl was buried in between the two of us. The girl instantly curled up into her mamas arms as well, as I set the glass of water down beside me that Nat had handed to me. We both held her tight as she shook from the fever.

It was about 30 minutes later she jerked out of my arms and towards the bucket and dry heaved. Her cries breaking my heart.

Y/n’s POV

I had finally settled in between my parents when I felt the bubbling in my stomach. I whined curling in on my self, my mama rubbing my back, my mom rubbing small circles on my stomach. I don’t know how long I lasted before the churning came back and I had to jerk up, grabbing the bucket beside my mama and retched, nothing left in me to come up so it was just dry heaving.

I felt mama’s hand rubbing my back in circles as I cried. The pain was so intense as I tried to get it out, whatever it was. My body was shaking like crazy as I sobbed into the bucket. Finally I felt the last of it and was able to sit back, once again wrapping my arms around my stomach. “No more mama…”

“I know baby… itll be over soon…” I curled back up into my mothers and tried to fall back asleep. “She hasn’t really left the compound recently… it can’t be a bug…” I heard mama whisper to mom.

“It must be food poisoning, she had that sushi the other day… it must not be agreeing with her body…” Mom whispered lightly. I moaned, which had the both of them hushing the other.

“Mommy  done now?” I looked up at the blue eyes that stared at me with nothing but love and admiration. “No more?”

“Oh bug… it’ll be a little longer and you'll feel a little yucky for the next few days but mommy and mama will be with you the whole time.”

Taglist: @asiangmrchk13 @boredandneedfanfics @mythixmagic @natashamaximoff-69

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[incorrectsibunaquotes]

I had the funniest idea that once the dust settles from Sibuna activities, that the other Egyptian gods and goddesses are looking over these rag tag children lead by the Chosen One (Anubis’ protege) and the Osirian (Osiris’ protege), and they think: “My word, I want one of those as well!” and they just start claiming their very own Sibunas to be their new priests and priestesses.

#anubis and osiris started a trend essentially and now the rest of the kids are suddenly being adopted by various gods #not to the same extent that nina and eddie are #but like thoth is constantly coming to fabian in dreams telling him to write bloody EVERYTHING down #amber and hathor start having girlie chats over coffee #cats start following patricia around because bastet has decided she’s the perfect acolyte for an avenging lion goddess #and so on #and Eddie and Nina are completely flabbergasted… as are Osiris and Anubis #house of anubis #idk might add this to my fic list

[idk-bruh-20]

Irondad fic ideas #131

Tony Stark has been kidnapped. Barely a year after saving the universe, and fresh out of a coma -- he's gone. Everyone is doing everything they possibly can to find him. The Avengers, the government, the cops, everyone.

Well... everyone except Morgan. Nobody will let her help.

Irritated, determined, alone, and terrified, Morgan finally decides to take matters into her own hands. 

Her mom wants to keep her away from the search. The Avengers and other adults won't take her seriously. But she knows of one hero who might support her. A hero known for guiding kids to their lost parents (though usually the kid is the lost one, but her mom always says her dad is immature so he probably counts).

She remembers her dad's stories. This hero would understand her need to help, to do something, too.

It's weird that nobody has thought to call this person in for the search anyway, and it's weirder that FRIDAY doesn't seem to have any info on them, but Morgan is persistent.

She sets out to ask Spider-Man to help her find her missing dad.

This is a remix of an old fic idea (#44, which no one has done yet btw!) that I just thought of ^_^

#does peter even know tony's missing or have they kept that from the public?? #does peter even know tony's ALIVE OR HAVE THEY KEPT THAT FROM THE PUBLIC??? #irondad fic ideas #irondad and spiderson #also what if tony's kidnappers are like torturing him and he suddenly REMEMBERS PETER #so when the big rescue happens #(after lots of morgan & peter bonding plus LOTS of peter angst #(woe is me! tony needs to be okay I need him to be okay but he won't remember me this sucks this SUCKS)) #after ALL THAT #peter and morgan actually succeed in their rescue attempt #and tony immediate includes peter in the hugging crying fest too #ironfam #peter parker #morgan stark #tony stark #avengers & co show up 20 minutes late to the rescue without even starbucks #only to see a whole facility of knocked out guards #and tony and two kids hugging on the floor #queueueueue #weekly reminder that i love you all but am too busy to be human :)

[verybadatwriting]

Dog Tags

Summary: Some bullies take teasing a step too far.

Warnings: Stereotypical bullies, anger issues, bottling up emotions, violence

Notes: Papa/Pa= Steve, Dad/Dada = Bucky. No pairing. Reader is Steve and Bucky's adopted daughter.

Fem!reader

Word count: 1,364

Age 1-5

When you were born, 1939, Hydra got you. You underwent four years of experiments that gave you the gift of prophecy and enhanced physical strength. Random visions of the future came to you once or twice a week, but they were heralded by you losing consciousness.

Four years later, a group led by Captain America took down the lab you were being kept in. You formed a close father-daughter bond with the men who rescued you, James ‘Bucky’ Barnes and Steve Rogers. For two years you stayed with them as they continued fighting against the Axis Powers and formed the Howling Commandos.

It was then discovered that you had a severe heart defect. If left untreated, it would most likely kill you. On December 26th 1944, they placed you in a specially made freezing chamber in the hopes that future medical advances would make your condition treatable. While you were frozen, you still received visions.

Age 6

Decades later, you were unfrozen. You were technically in your 60’s, but by all accounts still a six-year-old. You lived with your adoptive Papa Steve, who ensured you got the medical treatments needed, and had a relatively normal childhood despite the out of the ordinary first six years. He told you that your Dad Bucky was gone, which you didn’t fully believe.

“But I saw him!” You protested.

“I know,” Steve replied, “We used to see him every day. Now we won’t get to see him again.”

“No!” You shouted, “I saw him doing things he hasn’t done yet!”

“Y/n/n,” Steve shushed, “This is a hard thing for both of us. Please stop trying to give me hope. He’s gone. That’s the end of it.”

When both of you had calmed down, Steve pulled out a little box.

“Kid?” He got your attention, “Do you remember what these are?”

“Yeah. They’re his dog tags.”

“Do you want to keep them?” He asked. You nodded in reply, and put them on. From that day forward you rarely took off your Dad’s tags.

Age 8

At school, you kept your head down, four formative years in a strict evil lab will make you very keen to follow the rules and not be noticed. Your increased strength made you afraid you would hurt someone, so you never fought back. Because of this, bullies targeted you. They were a few years older, and notorious all throughout your middle school.

One day they went a step too far by yanking your Dad’s dog tags right off your neck. The main guy, Kennith Reid, tossed them to Tyler, who tossed them to another boy. They went around and around the circle.

“Give them back.” You said evenly.

“What’re you gonna do?” Tyler asked, “Cry to your Papa? Who did you say he was, Captain America? I don’t believe it. I think you lied.”

“No.”

“Tyler,” Kennith said, catching the dog tags, “What do you think she’d do if we started breaking up this little chain?” 

“Don’t.”

“Oh Kennie, is she getting mad?”

“I think so T.” Kennith said, and he broke off a few inches of the chain. You stood up, and started to take off your hoodie.

“Why are you taking off your stupid frog hoodie?” Tyler jeered.

“I don’t want to get your blood on it.” Removing your hoodie revealed how much that Hydra had influenced you. Muscles far beyond what any teenager had, much less an eight-year-old like yourself. 

Wordlessly, you swung at him. It connected, hard. His nose splintered and he fell to the ground. Kennith’s pals had a split second of panic, as the blood drained from their faces in fear, but you didn’t stop. You went after every single one of them, being very careful not to injure them too badly. Kennith’s nose was the worst one.

He was the ringleader, so he deserved it. 

A few moments later, they were all sufficiently beaten up, you took back your Dad’s dog tags, and knelt down next to them.

“You’re never going to pick on anyone again, understood?”

“Ye - yeah,” He hastily said, “Got it.  Mhm. 100%. We won’t bully you.”

“No. You won’t bully anyone. Not me. Not Jess, not Caroline, not Xavier. None of us. Are we clear?”

“Crystal.”

Obviously, parents were called. Your Papa was probably off on some mission, although he said he’d be back today. It didn’t matter. If he wasn’t available Auntie Nat would step in. You sat on one side of the table, waiting for someone to join you. Your new principal, who had recently replaced a beloved one, sat across from you. Her name was Ms. Katz.

“Ms. Y/l/n,” Your principal said after waiting for ten minutes, “Do you know your mother’s phone number?”

“With all due respect, Ms. Katz” You said, “She’s dead.”

“Oh,” She inhaled, “I see.”

“My aunt should be joining us soon.” Right on cue Ms. Romanoff waltzed in.

“Thank you for waiting,” She began, “I came as soon as I could.”

“No problem, thank you for joining us.” Ms. Katz said, “You are here because Y/n has exhibited some concerning behavior. She repeatedly hit her peers, resulting in one receiving a broken nose.”

“That doesn’t sound like her. Have you asked her why she did it?” Nat asked.

“This school has a Zero-Tolerance Policy for physical violence or bullying of any sort, no matter the reason.” Ms. Katz replied, “So we didn’t need to ask.”

“That sounds like a recipe for more violence.” Nat said.

“We’re not here to debate policy.” Ms. Katz said, “She will be receiving a two week suspension, and I’m afraid this will go on her permanent record.” 

“Oh no.” Was your deadpan response. “Can’t let anyone know I retaliated when provoked. Woe is me.” 

Nat flashed you a proud smile, and continued.

“Y/n, I haven’t yet gotten to hear your perspective. I think there’s a little more to it than simply whacking a kid.”

“I don’t believe that’s a good use of our time togeth-” Ms. Katz began, and was shortly cut off.

“No,” Nat said, “Let her talk. I need to know what happened before I decide what to do.”

“I just want you to know we’re not reconsidering the suspension.”

“Fine by me. Continue, Y/n.”

“They snagged Dad’s dog tags off my neck. I told them to give them back. They didn’t. This was the final straw. For the past two years I’ve endured their teasing, and so have countless others. I didn’t beat them up just to get the tags back, I did it to win this fight, and the next ones too. Now they’ll leave me alone, and the others, too.”

“Ms. Katz,” Nat turned to your principal, “I would just like to thank you. Y/n and I will enjoy these next two weeks off. I want you to know that she will be receiving no punishment at home.”

The intercom on Ms. Katz’s desk buzzed.

“There’s someone here to see y-”

“Tell them to wait.” She cut them off, “Very well then. I also wanted to address her chronic lying.”

“Tell me more.”

“She insists her family is full of superheroes and spies.” She pulled out a drawing, “Here, she even drew this when we were supposed to be making family portraits.” The drawing was of you, Auntie Nat, your Dad, your Papa, Uncles Tony, Thor, Bruce, and Clint, the whole crew. After a pause, Auntie Nat nodded.

“This is just about right.” She smiled, “My hair used to be wavy, if that’s what you’re concerned about.”

“No,” Ms. Katz sighed, “She insists she lives with the Avengers! Don’t you see? She strings up wild stories about fighting Nazis and being frozen in a time capsule!”

“They’re true.” Nat’s phone buzzed. “And I can prove it. Tell your receptionist to let in the other visitor.”

Ms. Katz complied, the door opened, and Steve walked in. She stared agape for a moment, before regaining composure.

“That… That will be all, thank you.”

“Have you been reading Ender’s Game again?” Auntie Nat asked on the ride back to Steve’s apartment.

“Maybe…” You grinned, “Okay yeah.”

“Thought so, that speech sounded a bit familiar.”

#bucky barns #steven rogers #kid!reader #auntie nat #marvel #writeblr #all platonic #marvel x reader #avengers x platonic reader #avengers fan fic #fem!reader

[emmis15]

Bucky Barnes Birthday In The Country

―I never imagined seeing the Winter Soldier, the greatest and deadliest assassin of the last 50 years, wearing a plastic crown at a children's party― I heard a sweet and amused voice behind me.

I was trying to pour myself more vodka juice from the kitchen and taking the opportunity to catch some fresh air outside the circle of Avengers and parents I didn't know, besides small children running around everywhere.

―Neither did I, this wasn't my original plan for my day off― I replied, looking at her with a small smile as I leaned against the sink.

Cass had her arms crossed over her chest as she leaned against the door frame, a smile on her face and a glass in her hands.

―I didn't tell you before, but thank you for coming. Lila was very happy to have you here― she said, approaching me slowly with a slight smile.

I sighed with a smile on my face as I listened to her. She had dragged me to a birthday party for Barnes' daughter at the farm, and instead of taking the opportunity to stay alone in the complex reading or listening to quiet music without having to listen to people passing by or arguing, I had knelt before Cass, and now I was at Clint's farm lifting children with my metal arm, wearing a plastic crown on my head.

―I'm sure she was― I sighed, looking down at my feet.

She placed her glass next to mine, and her hands tangled behind my neck with a slight smile. The scent of the perfume I liked was very close to me, almost like a mist on my face, enjoying her smile and the shine of her lips that had nagged me so much to drive slowly below the speed limit.

―Thank you, really. I promise I'll make it up to you― she whispered against my lips, looking into my eyes.

―It's not necessary. I'm just tired and needed a breather― I said, my hands reaching for her waist, feeling her skin goosebumps as she felt my cold metal arm.

―¿Do you want me to leave you alone?― she asked, uncertainty in her eyes.

―No, I never want to be alone if I can be with you for a moment. I just want to be here for a few minutes― I said, looking at her with a slight smile before giving her a small kiss.

She stayed looking at me with a small smile, and I don't know what she was looking at, but I really believe I had the best view. The sunset light hit her face through the window of the house, giving her such a homely and tranquil view that the idea of going somewhere just the two of us reappeared in my mind.

Having a house and living hidden from life, just the two of us quietly leaving behind the Avengers, Hydra, superheroes, or the society on our shoulders, staying in the quietest place in the world alone with our house.

―I would like to have something like that― I whispered, looking into her eyes while playing with her hair.

―¿A children's party or more time together?― she asked, confused.

―A house far from everyone and everything, just the two of us, letting ourselves be carried away by time.

―It would be nice to have some alone moments on a farm and the American dream.

She gave me a small smile, joining her left hand with my metal hand as she reached for a jug of juice since she couldn't drink alcohol due to medication.

―Not just a moment, a lifetime, in secret, and sometimes having missions, but instead of staying in the complex waiting for the next mission or training useless people to waste time, both of us sharing hobbies together without hiding― my flesh hand touched her chin to make her look into my eyes.

―We can't even let my father see us less than 40 meters apart, and you want me to pack my things and go to a house in the countryside? It's very nice, Buck, really, it sounds like something we could really live someday, but it's very difficult. I need medical attention all the time, and I'm always with my father― she said with a sad face, and I looked at the floor.

I let go of her chin to touch the star on her chest. I could see the faint red light coming from inside her chest, her body full of cables and constantly receiving medical attention and medication. It was a reality for her that even though we both wanted to show ourselves, we couldn't, and it would be very unfair, in addition to the increased life risks for her if we separated so much from the complex.

And then there was her father, Tony hated me, and although indirectly Cass tried to make him stop hating me, she only managed to make his sarcastic comments about my past in Hydra, giving me nicknames for my arms, and trying to leave the subject behind or hidden under the rug, but not much more. If he were to find out that I am with his daughter, the least he would do would be to banish me from the Avengers and the complex.

―¿Why is everything with us so difficult?

―Because it shows how strong we are― she touched my chin with the tips of her fingers. ―But I'm aware that the whole situation surrounding us sucks.

―Just a place where we both can be, where we can see each other and just be without the fear on our shoulders.

―We can create moments, we can do things to have a normal life within the parameters, but the idea of a house in the countryside or living alone together is very unlikely― she gave me a sad and melancholic smile, and it hurt my soul to know that as long as we were together, we would live in the shackles of Hydra, my past, and her father.

―I love you― I whispered as I carefully ran my fingers through her hair, looking down at her.

―I love you too― she whispered back with a smile, showing her teeth.

We heard the sound of a conversation nearby, so we quickly separated, me leaning against the countertop and her looking into the fridge with feigned doubt.

―¿What were you doing? Your father is looking for you― Lauren's voice broke the awkward silence.

She looked at us for a moment with a raised eyebrow before walking over to Cass and taking out the birthday cake.

―Tell him I'm coming now― she said tiredly, sighing.

―¿What were you doing?― Lauren asked.

―I was looking for something that doesn't have alcohol but also doesn't have too much sugar. Your husband said there was only orange juice in the fridge― she poured some of the orange liquid.

―¿And your sergeant?

―He needed some time away from sticky hands and loud songs― she sighed, looking at the floor.

She looked at us with a raised eyebrow before tilting her head, ready to leave.

―I don't need you to answer because you'll deny it, especially you, Cassady, but I know you two are up to something, I see it and feel it in the air, but the situation is difficult from what Clint told me, so I won't say anything, and you better both be there for the family photo― she sounded stern as she walked away with the white cake box.

We stayed silent without looking at each other before hearing her laugh.

―¿You wanted a normal couple life? There you have Lauren laughing at us and mocking because we can't hide anything― she said with a smile as she started walking back outside.

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[starksbabie]

baby bath time. [blurb.]

event masterlists: nyx’s half, eun’s half 

summary: Bucky gives his sweet little girl her bath before bedtime.

featured from the Barnes family: Bucky Barnes (dad), Becca Barnes (3-year-old daughter) 

warnings: Nothing but some silly bathtime fun

an: Thank you for reading this fun little peace from the “aww, avengers” kid fic collection. I hope you enjoy it! As always reblogs are deeply appreciated as that is how our blogs grow.

Bucky carries Becca into the bathroom and sets her down on the rug while he turns on the tap. He tests the water on his wrist making sure that it’s not too hot, and not too cold before he stops up the drain and gently sets his toddler in the water.

“Daddy! Duckies!” Becca reaches for the toys, hanging in the mesh bag by the spicket.

“Okay, okay little one, it’s coming.” He dumps Becca’s toys into the water and smiles as she squeals and grabs her ducks.

“Quack! Quack!” She waves the yellow duck in the air and drops it laughing like a maniac as the water gently splashes up on her belly.

Bucky can’t help but smile at her antics, “That’s right, my little duck. Ducks say, quack quack.”

He gently covers her forehead and uses a cup to wet her hair before massaging some sweet-smelling soap into her scalp. He then tips her back and gently rinses the soap from her hair. Becca squirms a bit as the soap is rinsed clear.

“I know, I know little duck, almost done. We just must wash you clean, then you can play with your tub toys until bedtime.”

Bucky pours a little more soap onto a washcloth and gently makes sure that Becca is scrubbed clean. He then uses the cup to make sure all the soap is rinsed from her skin so that she won’t get irritated.

Becca sits up and grabs her fishing pole that’s floating in the water and looks around for the fish, she smiles when she spots the orange clownfish floating down at the end of the tub. She uses the end of the pole and the magnet clicks to the fish, she squeals and waves the pole around, the fish swinging wildly, “Daddy, look! I did it!” She pulls the fish off the pole and sticks it to her dad’s arm, giggling as it sticks to his metal bicep, “Daddy! Fishy kisses!”

Bucky looks down at the fish sticking out from his vibranium arm and starts to laugh, “You got me, little duck.” He kisses her head softly and plays with her, catching the fish and letting her stick them to his arm until the water cools.

He drains the tub while Becca puts all her toys back in her mesh bag. He lifts her out of the tub and wraps her in her ducky towel, the hood with the duck bill sitting a little crooked on her head. He dries her off and helps her into her pajamas, “Love you so much, little duck. Now let’s pick a story for bed.”

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[stocktonwood]

Chapters: 5/? Fandom: Justice League, Justice League Unlimited, DC Comics, Seven Soldiers of Victory, DCAU universe, DCAU - Fandom, Timmverse - Fandom Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Characters: Wing How, Wing, The Crimson Avenger, Lee Travis, Green Arrow - Character, Ollie Queen, Oliver Queen, Roy Harper, Sylvester Pemberton, Pat Dugan, Stripesy, The Star Spangled Kid, The Vigilante - Character, Vigilante - Character, Greg Saunders, Sir Justin, Justin Arthur, The Shining Knight, Crimson Avenger, Shining Knight, Dick Grayson, Robin, Robin the boy wonder Additional Tags: Canon-Typical Violence, Angst, Whump, Hurt/Comfort, Found Family

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[batcavescolony]

I'm sorry this has gone too far, someone on tiktok said She-Hulk, as in Jennifer Walters, was a Young Avenger. I'M CRYING. I could get maybe Kamala because at least shes young and non-comic fans don't know about The Champions BUT JEN? JEN!

#comics #marvel comics #mcu #blah blah blah its bot the same universe THEN DONT TAG YOUR FICS AND POSTS A YOUNG AVENGER COMICS!!!!!! THEY ARENT THE SAME #young avengers #jen walters #jennifer walters #she hulk #kamala khan #kate bishop #hawkeye #billy kaplan #wiccan #tommy shepherd #speed #hulkling #teddy altman #cassie lang #stature #like my line was Yelena like 30 so whys she hanging out with kid 10 years younger than her? and shes gonna be a Thunderbolt. #but JENNIFER WALTERS is like crossing the line. why would she an adult woman team up with 16-22 year olds? DD is literally in her show #i CAN'T I CANT

[tickle-beans]

ok, this is really cringy and the reason I'm on anon, but can you do a fic where kid!loki tickles the reader while she's taking a break from studying? Thanks.

Important Books

“Why are you reading?” Loki asked you.

“I have a test coming up and I haven’t studied a single bit for it!” You were desperately trying to take notes out of a textbook and Loki was bothering you.

“You never read!” He pouted and sat on the couch next to you.

“Loki I have to, I am going to fail this class if I don’t do well on that test.”

“Are these books more important than…me?” He smiled and gestured to himself.

“Wow, extra ego plus a sprinkle of jerk today!” You groaned and faced away from him.

“Love, come on you work yourself to hard!” He put a hand on your shoulder.

He was right, and you always hated it when he was right.

“I suppose I could use a break,” you admitted and set the book aside.

“I knew you couldn’t resist!” He smirked and you wrapped your arms around him snuggling into his chest.

Loki traced his fingertips in circles along your back slightly scratching.

Fighting the urge to smile, you hid your face in his chest even more.

“Something wrong love?” He knew damn well what he was doing.

“N-no!” You stammered.

“I think there is,” Loki traced the tips of his fingers down your back to your side and drilled right into you causing you to squeak with a jump.

“Aww nothing is the matter?” Loki dug his fingers into your side as you burst into giggles.

“LOHOKIIII QUHIT IT!” You squeal.

“Can’t do that I just enjoy seeing you smile love,” Loki wrapped his hands around your waist pulling you onto his lap he dug his fingers into your belly.

“NOHOOOO NOHOT MY BELLY IHIT TIHICKLES!” You scream and kick your legs as he kneads your belly with his fingers.

“I’m afraid that’s the point love,” Loki slipped his fingers under your shirt tickling your bare belly.

“STYAAAAHAAAAP IHIT!” You try to get away as best as you can but you can’t.

After a few minutes of this Loki kisses your cheek and stops tickling your belly. You curl into a ball on his lap and hide how red your face is.

“Loki?” You timidly whisper.

“Yes love?” He smiles down at you.

“I’m done studying,” you giggle.

“Ah very well then, would you like to watch a movie?”

You nod your head as he runs his fingers through your hair.

How could someone love a boy this much?

#kid loki #tickling #ticklish #tickle #tickle community #sfw blog #tickle blog #marvel #marvel tickle #young avengers #sfw tickle fic #fic #fanfic #tickle fanfic #tickling fanfic #sfw tickling fanfic #sfw tickle fluff #sfw tickle #lee!reader #ler!kidloki #ler!loki

[kitsune024]

Thor & The Avengers Fanfiction

There's a God Under My Bed by Q_it

Loki has always felt a little different on Asgard, cast out from his brother and his friends. But when he happens across a passage to Midgard, he finds himself under the bed of a hyper and overenthusiastic nine year old, Darcy Lewis, who is shocked there's a kid under her bed and not a monster. Loki soon learns that his new Midgardian friend shares not only his love of books, but also undying curiosity for the world around them.

Together, they make monumental childhood discoveries, go on dangerous adventures, and get into heaps...and heaps...and heaps of trouble.

Chapters:32/?

#Q_it #ao3 fanfic #loki x darcy #loki fic #thor #the avengers #darcy lewis #loki #kid darcy #kid loki #eventual romance #friendship fic

[indigo-brainspark]

I was never really a fan of Gwen x Quire, but I love the toptier crack potential of a friendship between them. Man really just saw Gwen existing and went "I want whatever drugs she's on"

#his actual words were 'there's something appealing in insanity. what's bolder than telling the world to eff off through pure insanity?' #gwen poole #quentin quire #gwenpool #kid omega #west coast avengers #I'm saying this bc I'm writing a fic where they first meet when Gwen buys a fake id from him and the chaos is bleeding through the screen

[stackthedeck]

I made a tiktok that basically said if Peter Parker was raised by Tony Stark like a lot of fanfics have happen, he'd go full super-villain when Tony makes the switch from weapon profiteering because being raised by a billionaire would fundamentally change his character development. But a lot of people were like according to the timeline he'd be like seven first off fuck the timeline this is fanfic but second off how quick we are to forget super family. Iron Dad was a thing long before civil war, does no one remember the memes about civil war being the stony divorce movie with Peter being the child of said divorce. Anyway now I'm basing this villain Peter irondad fic off Andrew Garfield to spite those people

#at first the fic was going to be kind ish to tony #but now there's a scene of Peter being forced to celebrate christmas #which like is a bad look on tony's part #but like that is a huge thing with adapted kids they're taken out of their culture and lose a lot of their holidays and celebrations #peter's actually not a villain in this fic he's just a scared kid that's been wronged one too many times #if i actually get this fic done I want to put him in the avengers #give tony the 'he's adopted' line #the shenanigans that would ensue of tony being like my murderous kid is trying to save the world with me #they'd both be trying to expose each other as horrible people while trying to present as heroes to a ship full of spies #and then peter can visit aunt may and uncle ben's grave after the battle

[marvelcarbonara]

Peter, stressed w finals and just life: caffeine withdrawal gives me a headache, too much gives me a headache, no water gives me a headache, if I drink water too fast it gives me a headache, what does my body want from me??

Tony, from the clouds: *sends snowstorm down on NY* you need a fucking break, kid. Take a day off.

#marvel #avengers #tony stark #peter parker #dad tony stark #kid peter parker #au fic #marvel cinematic universe #au

[dragon-chica]

remember how people got on Tony's case for bringing a 16 year old to fight whilst Bruce is, frequently, known to show up with "This is my small orphan. I found him and taught him to fight crime."

#I don't want to fight a kid #reading a fic where Peter meets Damian #and he's like #Peter that kid would likely kick your ass honey #but made me think of Kids for DC and Marvel #Avengers: No children on the battlefield. #DC: *Jon flings Ironman suit like a toy*

[smallblueandloud]

oh hey, i started working on something new (and old?) today :D

His first weekend off, he buys a train ticket to New York City to meet his soulmate. They arrange a time (10 am) and a place (the coffeeshop of a bookstore), and when Clint meets Laura it’s everything he’s ever dreamed of.

Laura Martin is beautiful, smart, and she doesn’t have parents, either. But here’s the important part: Laura agrees.

“I remember her, too,” she says, looking thoughtful. Her hair shines reddish-brown in the bright morning sunlight. “She hasn’t written anything on our skin in fifteen years.”

“But she’s still here,” says Clint. He can’t explain the gut feeling he has, just that it’s always been there. “I’m not the one washing everything off as soon as I write it. Neither are you, right?”

“No,” says Laura. She’s frowning. “Well, sometimes, but-- definitely not every time. Right?”

Clint raises his eyebrows at her. “There’s only one way to be sure.”

He produces a pen and waggles it at her.

#sb and l writes #sb and l is writing #mcu #ot3: just come home safe #fic: oh how was i to know #i don't know where this fic is going but i have the beginning parts sketched out at least #i don't think i wanna do a blow-by-blow of the kids and stuff but. i can do the meetings #and maybe also the hashing out of the (extreme) caution that they display in the avengers-era ic #verse: dancing with our hands tied

[starksbabie]

sweetest slumber [blurb.]

event masterlists: nyx’s half, eun’s half 

summary: Natasha brings her infant daughter home from the hospital, she reflects on all she went through to get to this point while her newborn sleeps on her chest.

featured from the Romanoff family: Natasha Romanoff (mom), Evva (infant daughter) 

warnings: None other than some heart-melting fluff

an: Thank you for reading this fun little peace from the “aww, avengers” kid fic collection. I hope you enjoy it! As always reblogs are deeply appreciated as that is how our blogs grow.

Natasha sets the infant car seat on top of the dresser in the nursery, the room that she’s spent hours decorating, making sure each piece coordinates and is comforting but not overstimulating. She gently undoes the latches and lifts out the itty-bitty bundle that is her sleeping daughter Evva. Natasha sits in the rocking chair by the window and rests the infant on her chest, making sure she’s comfortable and warm as she gently rocks.

Through all her years of first being an assassin, then being an avenger, she never allowed herself to have this dream. She relegated herself to just being auntie Nat, but nothing could compare to this feeling: the amazing warmth she felt when the nurse handed her Evva, just a day prior.

The auburn-haired ex-assassin looks out the window and almost cannot believe that this is her life. That she is finally getting the chance she always wanted to be a mom. She’s so thankful for the adoption agency for approving her, and for the young woman who chose her to be Evva’s mom.

Evva shifts in her arms and she glances down at the chubby-cheeked cherub resting against her and smiles, “it’s okay, detka, you’re safe. I swear I will never let anything happen to you,” she presses a soft kiss to her daughter’s forehead as she settles back into sleep.

She thinks about all the firsts she’s going to get to experience right along with Evva. First smile, first steps, first day of school, first time at the gun range, old habits die hard after all. Natasha doesn’t even realize that she’s crying until the first tear drips off her chin. She wipes her face and snuggles her baby closer.

Evva stirs and wakes as she’s shuffled and looks up at her mom, letting out a soft sound.

Natasha looks down at her and smiles, her voice a little wet as she speaks, “I’m sorry, detka. I didn’t mean to wake you,” she keeps gently rocking in the chair hoping to keep Evva settled. 

Evva yawns gently and stretches out, grabbing a fistful of her mom’s shirt before closing her eyes again, resting her head over Natasha’s heart and letting the gentle rocking motion of the chair, and the soft dun-dun of her mother’s heart lull her back to sleep.

Natasha thanks her lucky stars that she seems to have a calm baby, but who knows what the next weeks, and months will bring. All she knows is that she is excited for this new chapter, where she finally gets to be exactly who she wants to be.

#aww avengers #natasha romanov #natasha romanoff #natasha romanoff fic #mcu #marvel kid fic #mom!natasha #avengers #black widow #natasha fanfic #avengers fanfiction #sweetest slumber #natasha romanoff fanfic #natasha romaoff fanfiction #natasha romanoff drabble #natasha romanoff blurb #natasha romaoff fluff