Headcanons for being Scott and Hope’s child (Hank Jr. Edition)
Scott Lang/Hope van Dyne x child!reader
warnings:
a/n:
prompt: anonymous: “Scott and Hope have a baby girl (reader). And everything seems to be fine, but somewhere from the age of five, it becomes clear that the reader is a complete copy of her grandfather Hank Pym, that is: she is incredibly smart, she loves ants (she can talk about them for hours), she also has problems controlling anger (she hit a guy in the face at school for saying that ant-man sucks), thinks that there is no one smarter than her and her grandfather, and she also transferred his sarcastic communication style and views on things and people around, for example, when she first met Tony, she said: "You can never trust Stark."”
somewhere in the distant future a special kid was born
and that special kid had special parents and special grandparents
and those parents and grandparents were two generations of superheroes who saved countless lives (and, well, the world)
so it was no surprise to them that this next generation would be just as intelligent and caring as the ones before them
*cue a toddler with crayons in class*
“and then my grandpa asked the ants nicely to fly him to a bunch of different places and do all these cool things like move stuff around and like do other stuff” -you rambling on
“do you like anything besides ants?” -your teacher
“no” -you, continuing to draw ants on your paper
hank and janet were quite proud grandparents
and scott and hope, your wonderful amazing parents…couldn’t get enough of it
“honey, what about wasps? wasps are cool, right?” -hope
“no” -you
“she’s spending too much time with my dad” -hope
“well, he’s the only babysitter we’ve got since cassie got that new job” -scott
“oh, you mean our old job? yeah, miss those days where we could go flying around getting into trouble and beating people up” -hope
“well, you promised we’d retire so y/n wouldn’t end up with a childhood like yours” -scott
“y/n’s gonna want to be a superhero when they get older, arent they?” -hope
“let’s not think too far ahead. it might kill me” -scott
scott reads you his biography every night before bed
and you always giggle at the parts where your mom and grandpa bully him
“hey, not funny!” -scott
“so funny” -you
“dont get any ideas” -scott
“daddy, are you gonna get arrested again?” -you
“if i do it’ll be grandpa hank’s fault” -scott
you continued spending time with grandpa hank and grandma janet
and they spoiled the crap out of you
hank…got you an ant farm
“now you’re just being ridiculous, hank” -janet
“what? i’m just having some bonding time with my grandchild! hope never wanted anything to do with me growing up” -hank
once you started getting older, you wanted to hang out in grandpa’s lab allll the time. day and night
your parents hated it
“hey, think this one will suck us all into the quantum realm?” -scott
“it was one time!” -cassie
cassie was at hank and janet’s a lot, too, actually. they always wanted to help her with her suits and gadgets and all that
and make sure she had plenty of pym particles
“you have enough, right? here, take some more, i have plenty” -hank
“grandpa, please, i have more than enough, thank you” -cassie
“can i have some pym particles?” -you
“we can play with them in the backyard next time youre over” -hank
you draw new suit designs for cassie all the time
some of them she actually incorporates into her suits
and as you get older, you try to start designing more tech for her
“y/n is really scaring me” -hope
“why?” -scott
“just watch her and my parents together…they’re the same” -hope
“dear god, what have we done” -scott
“dad, look at this new pym particle powered weapon, i just finished the prototype!” -you
“okay, now i’m mad because where was this when i needed it!” -scott
“fifteen to twenty years too late” -hope
“we should have gotten together sooner” -scott
“i disagree” -hope
“wow, not even a pity agreement” -scott
asking your parents if they’ll get back into crime fighting
they said no
asking if you can get into crime fighting
they said no again
so you just kinda stockpiled all your ideas
and did everything you could to further your grandpa’s work
and help your sister
and keep your parents’ minds at ease (doesn’t really work)
and maybe one day you’ll be able to ride those ants and kick some ass like you always dreamed
Imagine: Antman and the Wasp going to a pride event with you. [x]
Y/N: You guys really don’t have to come if you don’t want to, but I thought I’d extend the invite-
Scott: -Are you kidding? We’d love to come with you, kid.
Y/N: Really?
Hope: Of course, Y/N! We’re always here for you, and we’d love to come.
Y/N: It’s going to be so much fun, I promise!
Request: Wattpad- Could you do one with Hope? Where she lost contact during a mission and the reader thinks something bad happened, but in the end she's fine. Lots of fluff?
Word Count: 455
Author: Charlotte
“Hope don’t enter, I’m trying to access the security cameras in your sector,” you stated, typing into your computer trying to gain the access that you wanted so that you could see the surroundings that Hope was about to go into.
The top monitor showed you a general map of the building that they were going to access with a red and yellow dot to show you exactly where Scott and Hope were as they tried to get the files that you all needed. The monitor you were currently using was filled with computer jargon as you did your best to get into the cameras, but it wasn’t something you could do quickly.
“I can’t hear anyone, it’ll be fine,” Hope stated.
You loved Hope, the two of you were engaged and had your wedding date in a couple of months but how stubborn she was did annoy you, especially at work. When she was going into a building filled with many armed men, it was a smart idea to let you find where the dangers were, or for Scott to be with her, but seen as he was still exiting the other building, they were apart.
“Hope, I can’t see in there and Scott can’t help you,” you stated firmly.
“It’s okay,” she responded as you heard the door open.
Your coms were filled with the sound of gunshots before hers fell silent, leaving you with the distant noise from Scott’s.
“Hope!” You called out as her dot on the map disappeared.
“Scott, do you have a visual on Hope?” You asked.
“No,” he responded. “I’m heading there now.”
You kept calling out her name hoping that you could get a response, but Hope didn’t say anything. Scott had reached the gun fire, but no matter what you asked he didn’t give you answers, preferring to make witty one liners that no one cared for.
“Scott Lang, respond to me. Do you have eyes on Hope?” You shouted.
You didn’t know what you would do if you lost her. She was the love of your life and you felt so hopeless left at your computer while she was out there, you couldn’t do anything.
“Sorry Y/N,” he said, breathless. “She’s here, she’s okay.”
Scott fell quiet as you heard the distant voice of Hope before she took over on his coms.
“Y/N, I’m okay. My helmet got damaged and it must have damaged the location tracker and the communication unit. I’m sorry, Love, but I am fine, a little bruised but fine. We have a visual on the filing room, should be able to get in and out now easily.”
“Thank heavens,” you sighed, falling backwards into your seat, relieved that she was fine.
Imagine being Scott’s younger sibling and ignoring him after he went to Germany to help Cap.
“Cap needed help,” Scott said. He’d already said it a few times, and apparently for all his smarts he had no idea why you were mad at him. He’d already hinted that you were upset at him for risking his life again, or that he hadn’t come back with a signed photo of Cap, but you hadn’t given him a single clue.
Hope furrowed her brow at his attempts to get your attention. You were in the back seat of the SUV, eyes out the window while she drove. If anyone was going to understand your frustration over the subject it was her, and based on her lack of attempts to come to Scott’s aid she was on your team. At least that was what you thought until she sighed and said, “Maybe they’re mad because you didn’t bring along the one person in your life that has honest to goodness superpowers?”
The air around you crackles as your heart rate rose. Once again your brother had ignored you for a monumental task simply because you were his young sibling. You said, “Yeah, it’s not like shooting electricity from my fingers would have been useful or anything, right?”
“Okay!” Scott said, throwing his hands in the air. “Next huge life ending event, I’ll invite you first, Y/N.”
Hope cleared her throat. Scott rolled his eyes. “You too, Hope.”
prompt: anonymous: “Happy holidays darling! Would you write HC for Hope Van Dyne's child? Love the step-parents HC 🥰”
growing up as a lil smarty pants
grandpa hank was pretty proud, although he didn’t see you very much
once every few years
but he did tell you all these crazy stories about his adventures that you honestly thought were just fiction (until you were older)
“and i was as small as an ant, but i was still incredibly strong! remember that, kid. just because you aren’t as big as someone else doesn’t mean you can’t beat them” -hank
“y/n doesn’t need to be hearing those stories, hank” -hope
“why not? they have important life lessons in them!” -hank
“why does mommy call you ‘hank?’” -you
“because mommy hates grandpa, isn’t that right?” -hank
“okay, i think that’s enough of this visit. come on, y/n, time to go” -hope
your mom was very supportive of you, nonetheless
she wanted to be different from her dad
so she showed up to EVERYTHING
birthdays, sick days, tucking you in for bed, parent-teacher conferences, art shows, you name it
“here’s some tea, jellybelly. it’ll make your throat feel better” -hope
“mom, i think i’m dying” -you
“you’ll be fine” -hope, givin’ u a kiss on the forehead
life wasn’t like, extra crazy or anything. sometimes she’d bring you to work and honestly? darren cross didn’t seem like the worst guy. he even brought you whatever you might need if your mom was staying late at work
“hey, van dyne junior! i brought you a puzzle that might keep you busy for a while...and a happy meal from mcdonalds! let me know if you need anything else, me and your mom will just be in the lab for a little while” -darren
“thank you!!!” -you
uh huh, ur mom taught u manners!
anyways you started spending more time with your grandpa cuz they had a plan
thats when you found out that his “turning small” stories were not, in fact, bullshit
“wait grandpa...you actually did shrink as small as an ant?” -you
“why would i lie?” -hank
okay well cue you wanting to shrink down to ant size now it was your new aspiration
you did learn how to command ants tho!!!!!!
but unfortunately (or not so unfortunately) hank brought scott to the party
“hi!” -you, waking scott up
“what?!” -scott, jumping back against the headboard
“hi.” -you, staring at him “im y/n. these are my ants”
bullet ants were just crawlin around the place
“oh, that’s....that’s cool. any chance you could tell me where i am or how i got here” -scott
“wouldn’t you like to know, weather boy” -you, leaving abruptly
“are you bothering our guest?” -hope, watching you proudly nod “good job, jellybelly”
mom taught u how to punch 🥰🥰🥰
and let you use scott as a punching bag
but scott wasn’t like awful or anything he was just insufferable at times
“i think you’d like my daughter cassie. she’s weird and smart just like you” -scott
“did you just call me weird? mom, can i punch him again?” -you
“no no no! i meant weird in a good way! please dont hurt me anymore!” -scott
chasing him around the yard ready to ATTACK
hank had to tell u to cut it out
“dont tell them what to do” -hope
“someone has to” -hank
“excuse me? i parent y/n just fine, better than you ever did for me!” -hope
“do they do this often?” -scott
“every time they see each other but that’s not very much” -you
“hm...hey, do you like ice cream? specifically baskin robbins?” -scott
ur mom said “we do not associate with idiots ❤️” and then proceeded to associate with said idiots
scott did end up saving u from darren tho bc that mf tried to hold u hostage and scott was really not in the mood for that bullshit
“you alright, y/n?” -scott
“murder is okay, right?” -you
after that whole ordeal he and your mom were kinda a thing uh huh
and he introduced you to cassie!!! she was amazingly sweet and you could def see the family resemblance
“is this my new sibling?! i’ve always wanted one!” -cassie
“hey, me too!” -you
you hung out with her on a weekly basis, with or without scott
and mom and grandpa were working on a ✨special project✨
one you insisted on being apart of
“no, y/n, we can’t make you your own suit. you’re too young for this sort of thing” -hope
“pleaaaaase mom? i swear i’ll he responsible with it!” -you
“you’re mother is right, y/n. you’re just not ready yet. maybe someday, but not anytime soon” -hank
scott took you on family bowling trips yes he did
and just corny stepdad shit
but he went to germany and mom and him broke up and FF to two years later when you guys had finally reunited
“scott!! you asshole!!” -you, like this -> :)
“kiddo!! sorry to hear that!!” -scott, same energy
shading him the whole time
“ach mein gott” -you
“are you kidding me, y/n? i make one mistake. ONE” -scott
“you’re one mistake has caused me to live in MINIATURE HOMES” -you
“THAT SOUNDS LIKE A GOOD THING” -scott
“WELL IT’S NOT” -you
“did you at least miss me?” -scott
“sicher habe ich” -you
“god dammit” -scott
surprise!! u kind of had a suit (for emergencies)
as a van dyne/pym, it was almost a necessity to know how to use pym particles
scott acted like a proud dad
“wow, you’re really doing it!!!” -scott
“halt die klappe” -you
“please stop” -scott, tearing up
finding out about ✨grandma✨
she possessed scott and touched ur face and told you that she was so excited to meet you but you didn’t know wtf was going on and you had the urge to smack scott but THANKFULLY you did not
“i have to meet her for real! let me help you guys!” -you
“okay” -hope
“what? really?” -you
“it’s about time we put your genius to good use” -hope
scott offered you a high five for that and u literally accepted it
“don’t get too happy, that was just an in-the-moment thing” -you, watching scott’s eyebrow raise “fine. you can have a hug”
okay okay well everything went okay and then half the world ~vanished~ including ur whole family but like cassie and her family took you in and you spent five years very alone and upset until one day cassie called you downstairs and whoopdedoo???? scott???????
“is my mom with you?” -you
“sorry, sport, she’s not...do you have your suit with you? we need to go on some...hero business” -scott
you missed scott a lot over the past 5 years, this really did cheer you up, even if it was just him
“how’ve you been holding up the past few years” -scott
“the world sucks, man” -you
“i can see that” -scott
he turned on some tunes for the two of you to enjoy otw to the avengers hq and it was probably the best memory you created since everyone disappeared
“wait, reach into the glove box” -scott
“oh, god, i hope there’s no rodents in here...” -you, reaching for a picture “is this..?”
“family photo!! you were little back then, i can’t believe how time flies. i mean, it flew really quick for me, the quantum realm is no joke” -scott
you were busy staring at the picture of your mom, you really missed her
busy ~saving the world~
and going to 2012 with scott
“hey uh just so you know, i might be able to make pym particles” -you
“‘might?’ and if we use faulty pym particles we ‘might’ die. would you like that?” -tony
“hey, back off, stark. they’re just trying to help” -scott
next thing u know ur in present day and THEN u actually got to hold the scepter bc scott let u
“im gonna stab you!!” -you
“no!!!” -scott
the other avengers, literally mourning natasha while you chase him around with a sharp weapon: 😧
okay after the place was destroyed u got to face mr. purple man and yo mama showed back up and saw you on the front lines
“y/n????” -hope
“mom????” -you
“scott!!!!” -scott
“really, scott? a shrek reference? now?” -you “...nice”
the reunion with your mom was short and sweet but you missed her forehead kisses and she gave you one immediately!!!! and she was crying but you were too bc damn
“listen, after this, we’re gonna have such a fun family night. i’m so sorry i couldn’t be there for you all this time” -hope
“mom, it wasn’t your fault...it was that purple bastard, let’s get him!” -you
“they grow up so fast...” -hope
i n s e c t f a m
insect fam killed it out there and then ✨attended tony’s funeral✨ together right after
that’s one solid family 😌💖
anyways time to celebrate a (halfway) return to normalcy
with your *sister* cassie and your mom and your...scott
you were just happy to all be together again, it’s been WAY too long
a/n: if anyone is interested i might expand on this later? lmk if ur interested
not requested
There was no easy way to handle this situation. Your mother was gone, along with your grandfather and Scott. You felt sick to your stomach over this situation, but what could you do? I’ll tell you what you could do, you could be there for Scott’s daughter, Cassie.
She took the news hard at first, but she knew that you were hurting just the same as her. The world was hurting, but at least she had a friend to keep her company. Cassie was like a little sister to you, so you did things an older sibling would do. Brought her to the park, played games, watched movies. Scott had talked to you so much about his daughter and how much he loved her, you could see why.
“Aw, it’s raining...” Cassie frowned as she sat in front of the dripping window. “Now we can’t ride bikes.” You hated seeing her disappointed, god, you really got attached to her. You just couldn’t bare seeing your baby sister sad.
“That’s okay, we can still have fun! What if we had a pajama party? Go get dressed and get some games, we can make cookies and watch whatever movie you want!” You bargained with her and she budged almost immediately.
“Even an ‘R-rated’ one?” She wiggled her eyebrows and let you think for a moment, you slowly nodded, it was worth it to see her big, bright smile. “Thank you, y/n! I love you!” She yelled as she ran to her room to prepare for your big night. And don’t worry, you won’t let her watch anything too graphic.
An alert that came in the form of an abrupt scream, that’s what sent Hope flying towards you. Literally. It wasn’t everyday that she’d come to someone’s rescue like that, especially someone who she was confident that they could handle themself, but there was talk that you were special to her, she wouldn’t leave you hanging. After a quick knockout of the goon hassling you, she grew back to her human size and clutched your chin in her hands.
“You alright there, y/n?” Hope asked, leaning your head away to check where you’d been hit.
“Yeah,” you winced as she poked the swelling area, “yeah, I’ll be fine.” Hope dragged her hands down your armored arms and watched you smile through the dull pain. “That’s gonna leave a mark, huh?”
“Nothing you can’t handle.” She winked before shrinking back down to size. “Shout if you need me, I’ll come every time.”
