Avengers Parent Preferences/Imagines

You Catch Them Singing

You Catch Them Singing

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Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THESE LYRICS.

Bruce Banner:

You were currently decorating the Christmas Tree with your dad.

"Daddy, I have the other...woah!" You said, nearly dropping the other Christmas ornaments. Bruce was currently singing to 'Joy to the World' to himself. You laughed lightly, making him turn around and blush. "You heard that didn't you, sweetie?"

You nodded and side hugged him. "Don't be shy daddy. Care to sing another song for me?"

Tony Stark:

Pepper, your mom, had told you that your dad was downstairs in his 'baby', which was slang for his workroom. You shrugged, needing help with Math; you desperately needed to pass.

As you headed down the swirly staircase, you greeted Jarvis. "Why hello Ms. (Y/N), although... I'm warning you, you might  be shocked at what your father's doing."

"Why is that?" You raised an eyebrow, urious as to what the AI could possibly say.

"See for yourself ma'am; the doors are opened." You thanked him before entering the room. You yelped in surprise, as music was  being blasted from the speakers.

"OHHH SHUT UP AND DANCE WITH ME!" You heard someone sing very loudly. Your jaw dropped; your dad was dancing and singing as he tried out his suit, doing all kinds of dances that clearly emphasized his ass. You cleared your throat, making him turn to you. He waved before swaying a little, "Hello, my love."

"You must be completely drunk." You sighed.

Steve Rogers:

"Why don't you try, Cap?" Tony asked, passing the mic to the Captain. It was  currently karaoke night.

All of the Avengers, including you, screamed and cheered for him. He sighed, "C'mon everyone, you all know the only songs I know are songs dating back to the 1920's."

"Please, dad." You whined, holding his hand. The cheers went louder as the Captain sighed, holding the mic.

"We keep this love in a photograph
We made these memories for ourselves
Where our eyes are never closing
Hearts are never broken
Times forever frozen still

So you can keep me
Inside the pocket
Of your ripped jeans
Holdin' me closer
'Til our eyes meet
You won't ever be alone
Wait for me to come home."

The cheering was louder when he put the mic down. You nudged your dad playfully, "You're not too bad yourself, daddy."

Natasha Romanoff:

"Mom, I can't sleep." You whined. You were around eight at that time, and you were downright tired.

"You want me to sing you to sleep?" She asked, raising an eyebrow. You nodded almost immediately, you always wanted to hear your mom's voice.

"Well, you won't get that." She huffed, heading out the door but you grabbed her hand. "Pleaaaaaase mommy."

She sighed, sitting down and making you clap like a dying walrus. She then started to sing 'Castle on a Cloud' from Les Miserables, and it definitely lulled you to sleep.

Clint Barton:

"Sing with me, (Y/N)!" Your dad pulled you to the mic. You shook your head violently as you tried to pull back, but your dad was too damn strong.