Avengers Preferences

•How you met•

Brring brring!

Your phone went off, hastily you grabbed it, aiming to end the call as soon as possible.
"Hello?"
"Hi is this (Y/N) (L/N)?" A voice you didn't recognize asked, he had some kind of accent Russian maybe?
"Yeah, who's this?" You asked sitting up, pausing the obvious Destiel moment. No way you'd be missing some quality Destiel like that. A sigh of relief came from the other line. "HimynameisPietroMaximoffIknockedyoudownatthepark.IamsosososososorryIdidn'tmeantohityou!" He said quicker than you could react. "Woah Woah Woah, slow down, what?" He said it slower and you two ended up having a good conversation. He had been running away from SHIELD and his sister because apparently he just died and had been resurrected and he needed some alone time, so apparently that was stressful. All in all he was a nice guy though. Needless to say, he ended up calling more often.

Wanda:
People threw coins in your guitar case as they walked by. Others just pretended not to pay any attention to you. You weren't homeless, just a but low on funds, and rent was due in a week. The pay was low but hey, money was money. You were now playing the melody of Lily Belle by Frank Sinatra. Your mom had loved Frank Sinatra, it's been your way of remembering her since she died. Somebody threw a rose and a twenty in your case. "Beautiful song," she said in a pretty accent you couldn't quite place. You nodded, "thank you." You didn't know what else to say. She was just going to walk on by wasn't she?
"I'm Wanda by the way,"
Or maybe not, you concluded.
"(Y/N)." You replied, she nodded.
"That is a beautiful name. (Y/N)...." She chuckled "well I hope to see you around (Y/N)." And with that, as soon as she appeared, she was gone. Little did you know that wouldn't be the last time you would see the strange girl.

Natasha:
"......and this will be your office." Maria said, gesturing to the room to the right of you. You were a new SHIELD recruit. Not for missions or anything, no no you were the new therapist/psychologist, because apparently SHIELD wasn't as immune as it claimed to be. You nodded "Thank you Maria. I'll get right to work." You walked into your office and sat down, starting to go through files of all the SHIELD operatives. This was going to be a long day.

•time skip presented by The Kawaii Soldier•

The door opened and you looked up, no one was supposed to come to you today. Today was your first day to somewhat familiarize yourself with over 1,000 agents. What was the point of that again? Anyway, a woman with short red hair in a black suit walked in bruises, blood, and gashes covering her and ripping her suit. "I'm sorry miss but today I'm-"
"Don't care." She said sharply sitting into he chair next to my desk "I've gotta talk this out." You sighed, this woman had a sense of stubborn and destructive air around her, might as well do go along with it. "Alright," you replied defeatedly, head in hands, "go ahead."
"Ok, so it all started with my recent mission with Hawkeye in Budapest....."

•another time skip I'm sorry•

".....and so then I had to skin the guy alive right in front of the little girl. She was bawling at this point mind you, and just... just...ugh! Really gets to me sometimes you know?" You nodded. Black Widow, or Natasha, as she'd ask you to call her. "Yeah, I see how this kinda stuff can get to you. I've never had anything close to this happen to me but-"
"Romanoff. Barton. Up here. Now." Nick Fury's angered voice came blaring through the speakers in each room. Natasha sighed and got up. She turned to you "this was nice. I can't believe I'm saying this but I'm pretty sure this helped. We'll have to continue this again.....uh..."
"(Y/N)." You said politely
"Y/N," she repeated. She winked at you as she turned to walk out. Your stomach twirling with butterflies.

Loki:
"Brother please, this seems quite ridiculous. I see not the reason for this." You heard a snobby sounding voice say. "OH COME BROTHER!" The thunder god boomed. Man, sometimes you wanted to punch that guy in the face. "THESE MIDGARDIAN PARTIES ARE QUITE ENJOYABLE!" You put your head in your hands and wished for some aspirin. This was not going to be a fun night. You had been working for Stark Industries as Tony's assistant and he had insisted you come tonight for a party celebrating god knows what. Probably his millionth glass of wine or something. And to make everything so much better, Thor had brought along his sociopathic brother. Ever since Loki had served his time or whatever counted as 'debt to society' over in Asgard, Thor had insisted on taking him nearly everywhere. Including this party. Fun.