Bruce-
     A yawn forced its way out your mouth as you sought out the clock. '3:04 a.m. perfect." You thought to yourself before beginning to clean up the work space. It was 3:30 by the time you had everything put up and you could barely keep your eyes open as you slowly trudged out of the lab. When you finally reached your and Bruce's room you had already given up on keeping your sight and were walking blind. With closed eyes you groped around the dresser for something to wear and quickly got changed into what  you believed was a tank top and shorts.
The next morning
"Hey (y/n)." Bruce whispered into your ear huskily, "why are you wearing my boxers?"
   You popped one eye open and sure enough a pair of blue boxers clung to your hips, "Sorry Brucey. I mistook them for shorts last night."
"Well you look much better in them then I ever did." he mumbled before attacking your neck with his mouth.

Thor-
"Thor!" you shouted at the top of your lungs as you rummaged through his closet. With a groan you slammed the door shut and began to go through his dresser.
"What are you doing?" Thor asked as he walked into his room to find a pile of his clothes at your feet while you were dressed in an assemble that resembled his own outfit.
"Where's your cape?" you fired back at him while completely ignoring his question. Thor didn't answer, but instead took a spot next to you and opened the bottom left drawer and pulled out his large cape.
"Thanks Thor." you grinned at him before you hastily slipped it on and twirled, "How do I look?"
"Amazing, but why do you need it? And why are you dressed like me?"
"Oh, I'm cos-playing with my friends. So I should be back in a couple hours." you quickly kissed his cheek before you ran from the room; leaving Thor to clean up your mess and berate himself for not tackling you when he had the chance.

Loki-
    Loki groaned as the sound of something falling filled his ears. It had only been thirty minutes since you had your wisdom teeth taken out and you already managed to have one panic attack -the AC kicked on- tried to escape from the house twice and smashed a mirror because your evil twin tried to kill you. Loki's face contorted into a grimace as he snatched up the bowl of ice cream he had made for you. With a sigh he hesitantly stepped into the living room and surprisingly you were still on the couch. Although the fact that you had left that spot was apparent because you now sported Loki's helment and coat.
"Sup, I'm Lady Loki and I am hungry." you slurred while you lazily stuck out your arm to start grabbing for it, "aah why is it cold?"
"Because its ice cream."
"But I'm a reindeer and reindeers can't have ice cream cause it kills them. *gasp* You're trying to kill me!" you sobbed while you swung at Loki, but didn't even land one punch.
"I thought you were Lady Loki and she loves ice cream."
"Oh yeah." you instantly brightened up and began to eat your frozen treat while Loki took a seat next to you, only to wind up getting hit in the head by his own helment.

Tony-
    A giggle left your lips as Tony's placed kiss after kiss on your neck while you attempted to prepare tacos. The meat had just gotten done and all you needed to do was drain the grease and add the spice, but with Tony pressed into your back it was easier said then done.
"Tony, we need to move to the sink, k." you told him as you began to shuffle towards the sink with the pan in your hands. The first few steps were somewhat easy, but when you were about halfway to your destination when your foot got tangled with Tony's. You let out a cry of surprise as the pan full of meat spilled all over you.
"Gah!" you shouted in frustration as you brushed pieces of meat off your arms before slipping your shirt off.
"JARVIS order some tacos." Tony demanded while he pulled off his own shirt and began to stick over your head. You laughed at his antics but allowed him to put his shirt on you.
"Aww you look so pretty." he cooed as he nuzzled your neck again.
"What am I going to do with you?" you sighed while you ran your fingers through his hair.
"Hmm I have a few ideas, but we'll need to eat first."

Clint-
   You and Clint sighed in unison as both of you stepped out of the S.H.I.E.L.D building. Clint slowly led you to his car as the two of you trudged across the parking lot.
"Can I crash at your place?" you asked him as you slid into the car. His apartment was much closer than yours so there was actually no wondering if he would agree, which he did. The gentle rocking of the car and the hum of wind passing outside lulled you to sleep only for you to wake up in Clint's arms as he unlocked his front door.
"Sorry." you muttered as you tried to slip out of your boyfriends grasp. He merely tightened his grip on you before he finally got the door to open.
"Hey, I need some pj's." you mumbled as Clint set you down on his bed. Within seconds a pair of sweatpants was thrown next to you and a navy shirt quickly followed. You moved at a snail's pace while you switched clothes.
"You look good enough to be in all the magazines." Clint told you as he kissed you temple and pulled you to his chest. You didn't even bother answering him, but you did kiss his hand before you pulled the covers over you.

Steve-
"I am freezing." you declared as you rubbed your upper arms through your coat. It was your annual date night with Steve and you had decied on seeing a movie, although now you wished that you would have suggested a quiet night in.
"Here." Steve stated simply as he held out his jacket. You gaped at him as you took the large jacket from him and slipped it on.
"Thanks, but now you're cold." you told him. He shook his head that he wasn't, but considering that he was shivering slightly while he did made you roll your eyes before wrapping your arms around his waist. You grinned up at him right as the line moved. With a sigh you went to step away from Steve so that the two of you could move, but he held you back and instead picked you up so that you stood on his feet.
"Your feet are going hurt tomorrow."
"It's worth it."

Pietro- By Pietro's shirt I mean the one in the movie. His super shirt or whatever you'd call it.

"Hey (y/n) I'm coming in!" Pietro shouted out and the sound of your front door banging open caused your head to snap up and your eyes to widen. A grimace settled on your lips as you hastily began an attempt to tug Pietro's shirt off before he caught you wearing the one item of clothing he had banned from donning. However, mid-lift your arms got stuck in the finger holes at the end of the sleeves and in your desperate wiggle to get them unstuck your foot slid on your own discarded shirt and you hit the floor with a loud bang. The door to your bedroom opened in an instant and although you couldn't see his face you could practically feel his smirk boring into you.

"How did you get that?" was the first question out of his mouth as he stared down at you sprawled on the floor with your stomach showing.

"Stole it." you spoke around the fabric of the shirt. "Can you get me out?"

      Pietro didn't say anything but you felt his hands circle around you body and lift you back to your feet but to your surprise he didn't pull the shirt off but rather tugged it back down.

"I don't really need this one I guess." Pietro smiled at you before he placed a kiss on your forehead.