You’re completely unhinged AVENGERS HEADCANONS You walk into the kitchen at 3 a.m. covered in glitter, holding what might be a flamethrower. Tony freezes mid-sip of coffee. "Do I even want to know?" You shrug. "Science experiment." He stares. "Was it supposed to be flammable?" You grin. "Not originally." Steve finds you hanging upside down from the training ropes, humming. "You okay up there?" he calls. You smile, hair dangling. "Just seeing if I can pass out before Natasha gets here." He sputters. "That's- that's not training!" "Sure it is" you say. "For her patience." You and Bucky return from a mission, both a little too calm for two people covered in smoke and soot. "What happened?" Sam asks. You shrug. "We improvised." Bucky adds "She made a grenade out of a toaster." Sam blinks. "Of course she did." Bruce once caught you in the lab stirring coffee with a scalpel. "Why would you-" he starts. You interrupt, dead serious. "Because the spoons were judging me." He doesn't ask again. Natasha walks in to find you and Thor having an arm-wrestling match on the kitchen counter. Plates are shattered, the counter's cracked, and you're grinning like a maniac. "This is bonding!" you yell as sparks fly. Thor laughs. "She has the spirit of a warrior!" Tony watches security footage of you jumping off the quinjet mid-flight just to "see if the new parachute worked." "She's gonna kill me" he mutters. Steve nods. "You mean herself." "That too," Tony sighs. You once made Clint a slingshot out of Bucky's old arm parts without asking. When Bucky finds out, you're sitting in the ceiling vent with the slingshot aimed. "You wouldn't" he warns. You smile sweetly. "Wouldn't I?" During a meeting, you lean back in your chair, munching cereal straight from the box while Fury yells. "Do you mind?" he snaps. You shrug. "Nope. Do you?" Steve hides a smile behind his hand. When the team hears loud music blasting from your room, they rush in expecting chaos. They find you in a full-on dance battle with Peter Parker, both wearing sunglasses and cowboy hats. "I thought you were training," Natasha says flatly. "We are" you reply. "Cardio." Later, u crash on the couch, Bucky drapes a blanket over u and mutters”you’re going to be the death of us.” You half open an eye and grin “ yeah at least it’s gonna be fun”*