The Avengers have made one thing painfully clear: they don’t like {y/n}. They’re secretive, sarcastic, disrespectful, impossible to control, and seemingly determined to make everyone at the Tower hate them. Tony doesn’t trust them. Steve is tired of their defiance. Clint thinks they’re a liability. Natasha knows they’re hiding something. And {y/n} has no intention of changing their minds. It’s easier to let them hate the person they think {y/n} is than tell them the truth. But when a mission leads the Avengers somewhere {y/n} knows far too well, years of carefully buried secrets begin clawing their way to the surface. Because {y/n} was never just an arrogant teammate with an attitude problem. And the Avengers are about to discover they never really knew {y/n} at all.
The boys wanted one night of bonding. A few drinks, some questionable decisions, and absolutely no supervision. Naturally, they end up catastrophically drunk, trapped in your room, and nowhere near finished. With Tony encouraging the problem, Thor declaring war on household objects, Loki being Loki, Strange too wasted to fix his own magic, and everyone else rapidly losing what little dignity they had left, you’re stuck babysitting Earth’s Mightiest Idiots until somebody sobers up. Unfortunately, somebody just found another bottle.
The Avengers have rules. You have suggestions. As the newest member of Team Red, you’ve quickly earned a reputation for getting results—with considerably more broken bones, property damage, and questionable decisions than Earth’s Mightiest Heroes would prefer. Daredevil thinks you need restraint. Spider-Man thinks you need therapy. Deadpool thinks you’re doing fantastic. And the Avengers? They really, really want you to stop solving their problems before they arrive. Unfortunately for them, you have no intention of doing that. When Team Red and the Avengers repeatedly find themselves hunting the same criminals, every mission becomes a competition between doing things the “right” way and doing whatever actually works. But as the threats become more dangerous, the Avengers may have to accept that having you around isn’t the worst thing in the world. Assuming you don’t kill someone first.
Tony Stark, Steve Rogers, Bucky Barnes, Natasha Romanoff, and the rest of their friends have a reputation at school—and not a particularly good one. They’re the outcasts. The troublemakers. The kids in detention, at parties they weren’t invited to, and somehow involved whenever something goes wrong. And one of them happens to be your older sibling. As the youngest of the group, Y/N has spent years getting dragged into their chaos. Now high school means parties, fights, rumors, bad decisions, sibling drama, friendships, rivalries—and the increasingly inconvenient realization that some of their sibling’s friends might not see Y/N as just the little sibling anymore. Choose your sibling. Choose your relationships. Try to survive the school year.
*ALL GENDERS* Y/N knows who they are. At least, they think they do. Joining the Avengers was supposed to mean missions, training, questionable decisions, and learning how to survive living with Earth’s most dysfunctional group of heroes. It was not supposed to turn into a decades-old mystery involving HYDRA, the Red Room, and two people Y/N already knows far too well. Natasha Romanoff once had a child she was told died. Bucky Barnes never knew he had one. And Y/N has absolutely no idea that either fact has anything to do with them. None of them know the truth. For now. Because some secrets stay buried forever. Others start with one medical result that doesn’t make sense.
