Collection of Avengers x teen!reader

It's Not Your Fault

Request: Can I request an Avengers x reader where she's being abused(if you don't write for that you can change it to bullied) by her parents and she comes to the tower with bruises and she makes up some lie the avengers are still skeptical but let it pass and one day they follow her to see what's going on and find out about it and they take her away from her parents and have her live with them and all the avengers are really mad that her parents would do that but it gets fluffy towards the end? Thanks

"Whoa, Y/N! What happened?" Tony asked you motioning toward your black eye, then to the large bruise across your arm.

"Oh, I um... I fell." You mumbled.

Tony squinted his eyes, you could tell he didn't believe you. "You 'fell'?"

"Yeah. D-down the stairs." You added quickly.

He sighed, "Okay."

The day was frustrating, a consistent stream of superheroes asking you what happened.You weren't gonna lie, you changed it up a couple of times. The 'I fell down the stairs' story was getting boring.

"See ya later Peter! Thanks for the help!" You closed your schoolbook

.
"Later," He grinned, "Hey, don't fall down the stares again!" He joked. But then frowned when he saw your expression. Quickly looking down, "Sorry."

"It's fine." You sighed, "Bye."

"Where have you been?" Your mother asked, practically pulling you inside, her hand landing right on the bruise on your arm.

"I-studying." You weren't lying. You had been studying with Peter.

"It's five thirty." She reminded you.

Crap.

You were supposed to be home at five to make dinner.

"I'm sorry, I-"

Did she have to slap you in the face for being a half hour late? Well, you deserved it anyway, didn't you?

"I'll start right now." You winced.

"If you're ever late again..." She looked at you, a serious expression crossing over her face.
You nodded quickly, walking briskly to the kitchen to make the meal.

The week went by fast and none of your friends had bothered you about anything.
Little did you know, they never stopped Talking about you. They all shared the different stories you had told them over a very sad lunch. Because the stories just didn't add up.
But if anything, you weren't expecting them to follow you home.

What happened last week played out again, but this time you didn't know what you did. You sobbed and ran up to your room, locking the door behind you.

You sat down on your bed gazing out the window. You wondered what the neighbors were doing in that moment.
They were probably playing a game with their parents, or out with their friends doing something fun.

Suddenly you heard a knock at your door, you went silent.

"Y/N?"

You realized that it wasn't your mother's voice.

"Can I come in?" She said softly.

You opened the door just enough to stick your eyes through, "Nat?" You whispered.

She nodded, letting herself in.

As soon as she was inside, you lunged yourself forward, hugging her tightly.
She sat down with you and talked to you for a while, until Bucky came in.

"They took her."

"Who?" You asked cautiously, standing up.

"Your mom." He admitted, his eyes looking anywhere but you.

"Mom!" You shouted, racing out of your room, "Mom!"

"Y/N!" Tony caught you in his arms.

"I-I.. Why?" You whispered.

He looked at your arm, "Because."

A tear ran down your cheek, "It was my fault. I shouldn't have been late again!"
"No, Y/N! It wasn't your fault. None of it was."

"I'm gonna miss this place." You said tearfully as you pulled a poster off of your small bedroom wall."

Peter chuckled gently, "But you get to love with the Avengers! That's soooooo cool!" He did his best expressing his emotions while holding a giant box in his hands.

You looked at your feet, "Yeah."

"Hey, you okay?" He asked.

"Yeah, it's just.. A big change."

"Yeah." He nodded.

"Ready? Clint poked his head through the door.

You nodded, "Ready!"