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Pairing: Peter Parker x avenger!reader

Word count: 1.2k (yeah its a little short >.<)

Warnings: Fluff ( I hope)

Author’s note: I just hope this fic is any good


Peter has been acting super weird lately. He’s been avoiding me for about a week now and I have no idea why. I pace back and forth trying to think. I’m racking my brain for ideas and I’m desperate because I have liked him for so long. I think about the instances where he avoided me. Alright, he basically can’t look me in the eye. He somehow tries to get out of a conversation with me and as he does that, his face is red. Oh.


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Peter: *opens door to his room* Guess who’s going out on a DATE TONIIIIIGHT!

Ned: Woah, you mean you finally-

Peter: Not me! That’s who! Woohoo! Imma go shower in MA TEARS NOW! *slams door*



Peter: *in the shower* NO, NED! WE CAN’T!

Ned: ok.



Ned: Hello, Mr. Stark. I’m calling cause I’m just a bit concerned about Peter.

Tony: How many times have I told you kids to go through Happy first?! I’m about to go into a meeting right now! Whatever he’s doing, I’m sure-

Ned: He’s uh- taking a shower in his tears?


Tony: The meeting can wait.

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A/N - Sorry it’s up late and it’s so cheesy HNGHG 

Warnings - Mentions of blood (Not too descriptive), Cuts/Wounds from fighting

Words -  2,267

Summary -  PART 2 OF STARK DRIVEN PROMYou see Peter for the first time after prom, help him make a new suit, and it doesn’t take long for you two to warm up. 


It’s been a while since you’ve seen Peter last. Not on purpose, but you’ve both been busy since that night.

Admittedly you have been musing about him. He looked very attractive in a suit like that. You remembered that night you purposefully gawked at him because you speculated that Peter in a formal suit like that is a rare sight that you should appreciate. 

Tony knocked on your door. 

“Your biggest fan is coming today.” Your father quips jokingly.

It didn’t take you long before you knew who he was referring to.

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How about tony ignoring peters safeword repeatedly and telling peter that he‘s doing it for his own good, so he learns to be a better sub and tells him no one would like a sub that safewords too often?

CONTENT WARNING: needles, dubcon, Tony swearing more than he probably would


Peter was sweating, his restraints keeping his legs spread, and hands tied so tightly to his knees he swore if he took the blindfold off his fingers would be purple. Tony had just finished a whipping session on his bare chest, no doubt leaving brught red welts. Peter’s cock was painfully hard, an extra small cockring had been forced to the base of his cock, keeping blood from escaping his erection.

Peter jolted as freezing cold gell was rubbed over his stinging chest. It was surprising but not painful, his assumption was it was something to keep it from hurting after and Tony was being a caring dom. That assumption was quickly crushed when in seemly slow motion, feeling every second of it happening but not being fast enough to stop it, Tony pinched Peter’s nipple and an overwhelming sharp pain over took. Something much worse than just a simple pinch.

“I– fuck- Virginia!” Peter stumbled out, forgetting for a moment but felt semi relieved after saying it.

No response. It was comforting that Tony actually listens.

Once again, a bad assumption. Just as had happened with one nipple happened even faster with the second. Small pinch then overwhelming pain.

“Virginia! Stop!”

“I fucking heard you!” Tony snapped, pinching another part of Peter’s pecs, once again that piercing pain just slightly lower than his nipple.

“Ow!! Stop then!! That’s the word! Virginia!”

No response just a mirror of that pain on the other pec. Peter began sobbing under his blindfold, the fear overwhelming him. He needed this to stop. It was scary and way more than he signed up for.

More pain happened with each pinch, Tony making a trail down Peter’s entire torso. Stomach actually hurt more than his pecs, but nothing was worse than his nipples.

Still whispering the safe word, Tony finally pulled the blindfold off the sobbing boy. It took a moment for his eyes to adjust but the first thing he got an eyeful of was his torso, totally filled with needles. Starting at his nipples and trailed all the way to his stomach, needles were pierced through his skin.

“Take them out! Take th– virginia, please Tony! Stop!”

“Stop saying that fucking word. Christ. No one is going to want to do anything with a crybaby who safewords every three seconds!”

Peter stared in shock, fresh tears rolling down his cheeks.

“I just wanted you to watch while I do the next ones,” Tony’s tone shifted dramatically from anger to his usual loving and caring tone, as if this session hadn’t suddenly turned into assault instead of mutual pleasure.

Peter watched in fear as Tony took Peter’s bright red and swollen cock in his fingers, and another needle in the other. Peter screamed as the needle was swiftly pushed through the boy’s shaft.

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Morgan tiptoed her way towards the bed on the other end of the large room, hoping Peter hadn’t heard the door open. (He had. Just as he did the excited little gasps that Morgan made, as she stealthily - well, as stealthy as any five year old could - crept forward. He was trying very hard to control his smile as he feigned sleep.)

At the foot of the queen sized bed, the girl scrambled up and crouched into position. A big smile on her face as she narrated her actions.

“A wild Morgan has appeared! Morgan uses ‘tackle’ on sleeping Peter!”

Then she pounced. Peter let out an ‘oof’, as she landed on his middle, and quickly wrapped his arms around her so that she wouldn’t fall off. Not bothering to hide his grin any longer, he squinted up at his little sister.

“The attack was very effective. Sleeping Peter woke up. Awake Peter uses ‘tickle’.”

Morgan squealed as Peter’s fingers danced over her sides, laughing loudly while trying to wiggle out of the 19 year old’s grasp. 

“Morg-hahaha- Morgan has no more- hahaha- hp- haha. She fainted.”

Smirking, Peter stopped his assault and the little girl collapsed on his chest, exhausted but smiling.

“No fair attacking my weak point.”

He chuckled and lightly wrapped his arms around her, feeling as she relaxed against him. 

“That’s for the surprise attack. So, Morgie-moo. Why are you up at-” he quickly grabbed his phone from his nightstand to look at the time. “6:21am on a Sunday. Did we have plans today and I forgot?”

Morgan shook her head against his chest, then folded her arms over it and propped her chin up on her hands to look directly at her big brother.

“I had a dream.”

“Good dream, or bad dream?”

“Hm. First it was a bad dream. But then something funny happened. And then it was a good dream.”

He smiled at her encouragingly.

“Really? Sounds exciting. What was it about?”

“There was a dragon!” She exclaimed with wide eyes. “And it was flying around and roaring really loud and people were scared and running away.”

Peter nodded. 

“That does sound scary. Was the dragon breathing fire?”

Morgan shook her head.

“No. But it had really sharp teeth and claws and it was super big. And then it was flying up to the top of the tower and clung to it like the big ape in the movie.”

Peter frowned.

“Who showed you King Kong?”

“Uncle Sam. He said if he don’t show me good movies, you and dad will wash my brain with only bad sci-fi flicks like Star Wars. I told him you can’t wash a brain. Only hair. And then he laughed and we watched the movie, but he covered my eyes during the scary parts. Hey, what’s sci-fi and Star Wars? How come you haven’t shown me?”

She looked very indignant for a five year old. A skill undoubtedly learned from her mother.

“Don’t worry Morga-chu, I’ll show you all the Star Wars movies when you are a little older. Promise. Remind me to web Sam to the ceiling later. But what happened in your dream? Did the Dragon attack the tower?”

“It was about to! But then you and Daddy and the others showed up and fought it!”

Peter grinned, while carefully rearranging his blanket to cover Morgan as well. No sense in letting her get cold, and maybe he could get her to sleep a few more hours.

“Avengers and Spiderman to the rescue! So, what happened then? We kicked it’s scaly butt, right?”

But Morgan regretfully shook her head. 

“It was too powerful. Daddy’s blasters (- she hadn’t quite mastered the word ‘repulsor’ yet) just made little puff-clouds against the dragon’s skin, and all the other weapons were useless too. And the dragon was too strong for your webs, and just snapped them. And it knocked Thor out of the sky. And it stepped on the Hulk and he couldn’t get it’s foot off him.”

There was just the slightest tremble in her voice, and Peter wound his arms around her a little bit tighter.

“I’m guessing that was the bad part of the dream, hm?”

She nodded. “It was really scary.”

Peter was getting ready to console her, when suddenly she brightened right back up.

“And then your tummy growled!”

He looked at her, stunned and bewildered.

“My… tummy growled?”

“Hmhm. Really loudly. Like, as loud as when the dragon roared.” Then she waved a finger in his face, again, in a scarily good imitation of her mom. “Because you been skipping meals again, mister.”

The sight of a five year old girl berating a 19 year old enhanced superhero would be funny, if it wasn’t also strangely intimidating. Peter was quick to lift up both his hands in surrender. 

“I promise to take better care of myself. Including all the dream versions of me.”

She looked at him closely for a second, nodded, and then went back to recounting her dream.

“And then everyone was looking at you. Even the dragon. And it bowed it’s big head down to you and then it licked you up with it’s giant tongue!”

“Eww. Dragon slobber.” He shuddered for effect. Morgan laughed.

“It thought you were a dragon baby, because of your empty tummy sounding just like a roar. And then it didn’t wanna fight you anymore. And then the dragon told you-”

“Wait, the dragon could speak?”

“Yes.” She made it sound like that should have been clear from the beginning. The eye-roll was definitely picked up from Tony. “So, then the dragon told you that someone had stolen her eggs!”

He nodded seriously.

“Female, speaking dragon looking for her dragon-napped children in Manhattan. Got ya. What happened then?”

Satisfied that her brother was keeping up with the story, Morgan continued.

“So then you all decided to help her find her eggs, because someone who would steal a dragon’s babies is bad, and heroes fight bad people.”

Another nod. “Right you are.”

“So then Daddy called Mommy, because he didn’t know how to find dragon babies, and Mommy knows everything.”

Peter bit his lip hard to stop the laugh that was bubbling up.

“And then Mommy put on her Rescue armor and flew to where you were, and then she and Aunty Natasha found the bad people. Because Aunty Natasha is always winning when we play hide and seek, so she can find anyone.”

Which made perfect sense to Peter.

“So then you all beat up the bad guys and saved the eggs! And THEN the eggs were cracking open, and there were tiny, little baby dragons!”

“How many?”

Morgan had to think for a few seconds, scrunching up her nose when trying to remember.

“Uhm… 3. And as a thank you for helping her find her children, the Mama dragon let me play with them.”

“Wait, when did you get there?”

“I was there the whole time, how else could I know what happened. Duh.”

“Well… you got me there.”

“And then I got to name the dragon babies! I named the one with blue wings Blueberry. And the one with red wings Cherry. And the one with green wings Kiwi.”

A tiny yawn escaped her at the end, and her eyes were getting a bit droopy. Peter started to gently rub his hand over her back.

“Those are excellent names. Was that how the dream ended?”

She shook her head and then softly laid it down on her brother’s chest, trying to smother another yawn with little success.

“No. We played a lot with Blueberry,.. and Cherry, and Kiwi… and then… Daddy built them… a really big… and nice.. dragon cave… and then we had… a sleepover…”

A quick look down revealed that Morgan had fallen back asleep, and Peter carefully, so as not to jostle her, pulled the blanket a little higher, so that they covered her shoulders. He leaned down a little to press a soft kiss to the crown of her hair. 

“Sleep tight, little dragon.”

Then he too closed his eyes and went back to hopefully catch a few more hours of sleep.

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I enjoyed the Vision and Scarlet Witch comic, mostly because it was fun watching superheroes, retired or otherwise, actually dealing with every day life. Like Vision opening up the house to Peter Parker, because they needed money was amusing and a bit relatable. And then Englehart left and this beautiful life h had written came crushing down. Can we please talk about the fact that Wanda was pregnant, and still kicked major ass? Because that’s important. But herr derr, women being pregnant is scary. And what’s funny is that we saw that manifestation in Pietro. He came off as the voice of the average male comic book fan who thought women can’t be powerful and didn’t want to hear about pregnancy stuff. And this is of course, not even counting the horror that befell the characters when the kids vanished from existence. That’s not just a hell of a twist, that was downright cruel. It would have been interesting to see Magneto trying to be a good grandfather, when he had failed his own children. It would have been so much fun to see a healthy superhero family dynamic. Of course, if they had been left to live, Wanda’s kids would probably still be Luna’s age at this point. So I suppose maybe the fact they were erased…but then brought back makes it slightly better. 

While we’re on the subject, actually. I really want Billy and Tommy to reach out to Magneto and wonder why he doesn’t talk to them anymore and he says because Wanda and Pietro aren’t really his children because …. retcon reasons, and the boys just look at each other and go.. “We literally look exactly like you and so do Wanda and Pietro. You can’t trust things that happen in a strange battle of good vs. evil.” 

I really loved Spider-Man renew your vows, because it shows a healthy family dynamic is possible  and can be shown without undue drama and bashing of marriage, or the family. Annie Parker was developed outside her parents, MJ and Peter didn’t have a perfect marriage, etc. I met the author of the comic at Awesome Con last year and she and I agreed on this very much so. 

Superman doesn’t magically become boring just because he and Lois have a kid. Batman is no less Batman even though he has colony of children. And yes, that was a bat reference. He wouldn’t have become any less interesting if heh ad married Selena. 

Rogue and Gambit got married. And that changed very little in terms of their comic book popularity. No one suddnely went “Oh Rogue got married, she’s lame now.” or vise versa. I would argue this actually just opened up their relationship to new possibilities and stories. But…Rogue’s still in some kind of Krakoa Coma or something….so IDK. 

But I think I’ve also explained the obvious problem here. Writers! Now obviously not all writers. But I think writers who care more about their own popularity than they do about th quality of the content they present. Writers who want to be popular and hip, who give little stock to characterization, or writing good quality characters. That and shock value. Shock value has lost it’s well…shock. 

Wow. I am super ranty on a number of subjects this morning. But there it is.

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@intiate03 asks: Hey could u write a ff on tony visiting peter at MIT with morgan bcz he was missing him . And them meeting one of tony teachers or someone who tony knew form his time in MIT

requests are open

A/N: another first for me! thanks a lot for your request sweetie🌸 I’m no really familiar with the X-Men universe but I tried making a parallel between the two universes like they did in one of the comics. It’s a short short blurb so I hope you will like it✨

‘Good to see you again’ - Iron Dad & Spidey Son

Warning: cuteness infinite level, and NO ENDGAME in this house!!


Finally some free time. 

Tony sighs while turning in office chair when he hears the sound of steps echoing in the lab, coming to his direction. As he turns to see who it could be - even if he definitely knows already -, the little body of his daughter jumps right into him making both of them spin in the chair, laughing.

“Well well well, look who’s there!”

The little girl giggles in her father’s arms. “Daddy you done with work? Can we go now? Pleaaaaaase?”

Tony stops the chair with his feet and after waiting a few seconds, he stands still holding Morgan in his arms.

“Yes, sweetie. We can finally go. But first, we need to tell mum we’re going out. Can you go tell her while daddy close the lab?”

“Yes!! We’re finally seeing Peter!!”

Morgan jumps out of Tony’s grasp and runs outside the lab to her mum, Pepper, who was somewhere in the house doing her own business. Tony signs again, now pleased. He promised his daughter a few weeks ago that he will find some time to go visit Peter together, because the boy was getting busy with his lessons at MIT so they saw him less recently. And the little girl missed him a lot. And little did she knows that her father also couldn’t wait to see Spidey boy again.

Meanwhile, Peter finishes his first lesson of the afternoon. Having a few hours’ break before the next one, he thinks about reviewing some of his notes outside the campus. While sitting on a bench of the MIT garden, he soon hears in the distance someone calling his name, awakening his spider senses. And as he turns his head toward the voice, he couldn’t help but stands to be soon almost tackled to the ground by Morgan.

“Peter!! Hi!!” the girl screams in joy in his face.

Peter chuckles and wraps his arms around Morgan, spinning her in the air, a big smile now on his face. 

“Morgan!! Oh my God, I’m so happy to see you, little one!!”

They both keep giggling, happy to meet again after so long. And then, Peter starts hearing some shocked whispers around him and wonders what was happening.

“Dad! I found him!!”

“You sure did, sweetie.”

None other than the famous Anthony Stark aka Iron Man walks toward both of them, hidden behind his signature sunglasses, emanating power and class from him. Obviously people would start freaking out. And Peter feels even happier. He delicately puts Morgan back on her feet and taking her tiny hands in his, he (proudly) waits for Tony to stop in front of him.

“Hey, how are you doing, son?”

Son. This is the nickname Tony likes using to call Peter. He would never admit it out loud to the world but this boy, no, young man standing while looking at him in awe is like his own son. And for sure Morgan sees him as her big brother.

“I’m doing more than great, Mr. Start” replies Peter, still smiling.

Tony smiles back and ruffles the boy’s curly hair with his hand, before giving him a warm embrace.

“Good to see you again, son.”

“Good to see you again, Mr. Stark.”

“Well good to see you too, Tony.”

The new voice calling out to Tony makes him break his embrace with Peter, Morgan hiding behind both men as they all see the person moves to them. And Tony couldn’t help but smirk.

“What can I say? Who doesn’t like seeing the most talented and handsome Iron Man?” 

“As cocky as ever, Stark. You would never change.”

Peter recognises the voice as soon as he heard it. Because here now stands Professor Charles Xavier, one of Peter’s teachers at MIT. Of course he knows who he is. He is one of the most strict and intelligent professor of all the US, and nobody wants to mess with them. Peter has some classes with him and he can say he admires the man in the wheelchair. 

“So, you and Mr. Parker know each other?” professor Xavier says, his gaze going from the man in his forties and his friendly student. “Why am I not even surprised.”

“Well, the kid here is sure a nerd but that brain of his is one of a kind. A bit awkward but still smart. Everything I look for in an intern at Stark’s Industry.”

“After knowing you for quite a long time, I sense when you have something in mind, Tony.”

Peter closely looks at both men exchanging words, Morgan still gripping at his jumper. He conforts her by caressing her head.

“You, er, you both know each other?” tempts asking Peter.

“You see, kid, professor Xavier and I work together sometimes-”

“But Mr. Stark here clearly is avoiding me for, what, eight months now? Tony you can’t run away forever when we have to talk about Illumi-”

“I know I knoooooooow” interrupts Tony, exasperates. “But I’ve been super busy with the Avengers and my business - you know I’m a real business man, also family stuff and blah blah blah.”

Peter and Morgan try to hide their giggles while watching Tony being… well, Tony.


Tony puts one arm around Peter’s shoulders and brings him against him again, Morgan following closely.

“I’m in the middle of a happy family reunion right here so if you would excuse us!”

The three of them start walking toward the street, leaving the professor by himself. 

“Don’t be a Stark and call me, Tony. You know why!” shouts professor Xavier at them.

“Yeah yeah, I’ve still got your number somewhere. I think? Bye, X!” Tony begins whistle.

“Er- b-bye professor Xavier!” Peter manages to say.

Professor Xavier lets out a sigh, looking at them walking toward some shops in the street nearby. Then he decides to go back inside the building, making his way between the students.

“At least, he got the family he ever wanted.”

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Pairing: Peter Parker x fem!Reader

Words: 1.4k 

Summary: New girl in a new school means new friends.

Warnings: none except FLUFF, minor swearing 

A/N - here’s an imagine no one asked for lmao, hope ya’ll enjoy despite it being REAL cliche I bet :) 


Originally posted by iriswestsallen

It was never one of life’s simplest moments, never one that took a few hours of just one, short day to adjust by. It was starting high school as a new student, in a new environment, feeling like a new identity that was never an easy obstacle to overcome. It wasn’t so bad, so long as you hadn’t done anything to evoke any sort of attention, just remain mellow enough for anyone not to care, then all would be fine accordingly.

Homeroom had already begun just as you’d again, had your final meet and greet with Principal Morita, alongside your overly-excited yet very professional mother, whom on the other hand was the reason for your abrupt new beginning… In simple terms, her new job position, required her which meant you as well to move, which resulted in a new home: and you weren’t at all mad: upset inevitably over the idea that there’d be some distance between yourself and your “original” friends. Although, your mother worked incredibly hard and strived for the best… This is what made her happy, and there was nothing more that you could have asked for, nor complained about. 

Hearing about moving to New York, was indeed a mouthful… You weren’t really a huge fan of the big cities, although you’d never actually experienced it either. Nonetheless, here you were.

“So I’m sure, Y/N’s familiarised herself with most of the campus expectations and the curriculum, with our helpful study guide. It can be tough adjusting of course, but you’ll have your study buddy to guide you, and if there’s any other further pressing issues, you know exactly where to find me!”

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Stephen: Attention Class! To properly celebrate the end of the year in the winter spirit, we shall-
Tony: Get drunk on eggnog.
Peter: Stare blankly at each other over cooked turkey and roasted potatoes.
Loki: Be cold, distant and filled with darkness.
Stephen: My mistake for forgetting who I was dealing with. Let us all go back to our room in silence.
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I read a fic a while back and I cannot for the life of me remember it’s name, and I would appreciate some help. The loose storyline is that Peter is at his internship and he’s getting coffee and building a robot I’m pretty sure and then his class walk on because they are on a field trip that he didn’t know about

Also have a photo of my dog, his name is cap after captain America

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