Avengers x Reader One Shots

It's Bob's ✨ Scott Lang x Stark!Reader✅ - 9 Feb 21

A/n: No smut, BUT reference to sex, innuendo, and reference to dub!con

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You sit in your room after the mission, crying your eyes out. You had Friday lock the door and soundproof it, though, and there were no cameras that you hadn't disabled, so no one knows what you're doing—especially not your older brother, Tony.

It had happened during the mission. You, Scott, Nat, and Sam had had to take down a H.Y.D.R.A. base. You and Scott were in the computer room, downloading and destroying the files, while Nat and Sam were outside taking down agents, when the gas had been released.

Thankfully, it had only been in the room with you two, not reaching your friends outside. The less exciting part, was that it was an aphrodisiac, a sex pollen—and a rather strong one at that.

You had asked Nat to get herself and Sam off the comms. When they had refused, and Scott asked you what it was, you just told the Russian, "burnt popcorn." She immediately complied.

The phrase was code for the aphrodisiac having been released. Although it was a lavender gas, it smelled like burnt popcorn. S.H.I.E.L.D. had only opted to tell the women about it, as it affected them differently.

Where as men's systems flushed it out with one go, women could go up to twenty-four hours of straight... activities and it not be done. If nothing happened within those twenty-four hours, they usually died. In fact, the longer it took, the more negative side effects—more prone to breast cancer, more trouble with pregnancies, etc.

It only stopped once the female was impregnated, and the pain got worse until it happened. No one had survived without conceiving. So, once you inhaled it, you knew. You weren't coming out of this the same.

Scott had fought it off as long as he could, and because he didn't want to... do anything, you did the same. Eventually, neither of you could hold back any longer.

It took four tries. Although Scott was fine after the first, the pain felt like you were being ripped apart until after the last. You knew, as you boarded the jet wearily, that you had a child growing in you. Nat knew too, sitting with you and holding you. Scott? Scott wouldn't even look at you. Thankfully, Sam had no idea what had happened, although he didn't miss the sexual tension, or the fact that something had happened.

Here's the backstory: you had had a crush on the one and only Scott Lang for a while. Of course, you are sure he never has and never will be romantically interested in you, at all, in the least. Instead, you're sure he isn't even remotely interested in you as a friend, much less more than that.

Despite it being your first time, and not wanting to have sex so early on in a relationship, you didn't mind who it was with. You would've had no problem with immediately getting at it—it was only Scott's desire not to do so that made you try to put it off and entertain the notion of up and dying instead. It was obvious now, if it wasn't, that Scott didn't reciprocate your feelings at all.

So, you didn't go through the routine post-mission checkup. You notified Fury of what happened, and he gave you the options that SHIELD gave to other women before you who had had the same thing: abortion, adoption with normal protocols, adoption with temporary reassignment and/or paid leave, continuing as is with normal protocols (maternity leave and normal treatment of impregnated women), temporary or permanent reassignment, or early retirement.

You told him that you needed time to choose. After all, you were a S.H.I.E.L.D. agent before the Avengers were a thing, joining the team with Barton and Romanoff. There was a reason you weren't assigned to your brother's case with Vanko, and a reason he didn't know your job. As it was, you ended up working together.