So instead of working on my TWO Big Bangs (
deirdre_c - I am re-writing stuff because of what you said and now you have given me THOUGHTS so expect inbox full soon hopefully) I just stared at my Avengers Cliche Table until I opened up a NEW blank doc and started writing Clint/Coulson kid!fic where Tony and Steve are de-aged.
Yeah.
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Yeah.
"I just want to keep him forever!"
"Darcy, put Steve down," Phil says, watching Steve blush furiously as Darcy sweeps him up and cuddles the daylights out of him. He's still Steve is the thing, completely mentally intact if not physically all there. Darcy had appeared right after Steve and Tony were cleared and sprung from isolation.
"I'm cute too," Tony complains as Darcy sets Steve down with a pout.
"She's not letting you near her boobs regardless of size, Stark," Clint says and Tony pokes his tongue out at him.
"My friends!" Thor booms. He'd missed the fun, having been called back to Asgaard by his mother right before the explosions and the... shrinking. "I had heard you had been brought low but I had not known how literally."
"Haw, haw," Tony grumbles. Thor reaches out a large hand and pats Tony on the head. Tony looks furious, launches himself at Thor but Natasha catches him deftly and holds him, pin-wheeling arms and legs and all. Darcy had been sidling closer to Steve, actually has her arms scooped back under his when Phil spots her and shakes his head with a stern look.