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With Great Promises, Comes Great Responsibilities ~ Peter Parker🌟💕

Part-5 of the Eight Days Of Valentine series

Warnings: swearing, angst, fluffy fluff.

I’m sleep deprived 😴 Peter is literally me in this one-shot.

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With great promises, comes great responsibilities. Peter promised a lot of things to a lot many people, but how many of them did he actually kept, even he didn’t know. Peter’s head was throbbing and his eyelids were about to drop any minute, but a shrill sound of the school bell made him wince and groan mentally.

This was the first time in history that Peter didn’t want to go patrolling. He promised May to come home at time and after recieving the two hour lecture from Principle Morita on what to do with life, he was done with life. His head was killing him and he could feel the blood running through the veins in his head, quite literally.

The first period was a blur, a very long blur filled with mathematical equations and dumb comments made by Flash. Peter had no intention of raising his hand or for the teacher to notice him in the class thought he knew all the answers to the questions.

The second period consisted of Ned talking about Star Wars which diverted his mind a little from the severe headache he was experiencing since the morning.

In the third period, he sat with you, “Hey, Pete. Good morning!” You greeted cheerfully, blinking at him through your partially batted eyelashes. Often, he thought how you were able to be that smiley and happy and a mere smile from you would lighten his day, but now he couldn’t help the roll of his eyes when you did so.

“What’s so good about this morning?” He asked a little too harshly for even him to like. Your optimistic self was taken aback at his behaviour. Normally, it was more or less the same routine, Peter would sit next to you and first you’d start talking and slowly he would come around and start talking himself. That was the reason you guys are best friends, you were the talkative one. But today, Peter seemed rather sleep deprived. His eyes were red due to the lack of sleep, his shoulders slouched and there were bags under his eyes, he appeared more than sleep deprived.

You didn’t want to push him, judging by his grumpy mood, so you started talking about something that happened in Geography in the first period, he didn’t listen. He didn’t care at this moment, all he can focus was on the field outside the window which looked very peaceful and comfortable to sleep on.

Finally, the lunch period was there and Peter was walking beside Ned like a zombie. He really appreciated when his usually talkative friend didn’t speak so much and they reached to the cafetaria hardly saying any more than five words.

You were sitting at the regular table with MJ across you. For a moment, Peter considered ditching food and going to the library to have a peaceful sleep, but it was too late for that when he was already sitting beside you, as always. He saw your bright smile, and he tried to resemble yours but it looked too much endeavoured. Finally, he sighed and dropped the idea just placing his head down on the table and feeling the coolness of the metal table numb the wild pain in his head.

He found himself jealous of your demeanour. How and why were you this bright ray of sunshine all the time. Didn’t you have any problems in life?! He could hear chattering in the background and with his heightened senses, he could hear loud and clear what you were talking about.

“What is up with him? Why such a mood?” You asked with a tint of worry in your voice. This made his lips curve a little and a small smile appeared on his face as he reached for your hand under the table and slipped his into yours, gently intervining your fingers. This was a regular thing, this was your thing.

At least the lunch wasn’t a disaster for Peter as the small circles you rubbed at the back of his hand calmed him down and his headache got a little better.

A little.

All he wanted was to sleep peacefully in his bed. Was that too much to ask for. You were walking beside him to his apartment, talking about how the day was and what you’ve planned for, Peter was too busy to listen to your rambling. He was like a puppy stuck in a room who wanted to go out. Or he could go in and sleep.

You reached the apartment building and soon Peter’s pace increased and pulling you with him, he ditched the lift and walked briskly up the stairs. Taking out the key from his pocket, he opened the door to the apartment and entered inside with you following. He called out for May like he always did after entering apartment. When no response came from around the house, he pulled you with him to his room and threw his back at the chair of his study table.

“What is up with you today?” You asked him finally as he lied down on the bed, not even bothered to change into comfortable clothes.

“Come here, let’s sleep.” He said. You just crossed your arms and stared at him. “What?” He asked confused.

“What is up with you today?” You repeated the question. He just rolled his eyes and reached out for you but you moved slightly backwards.

“Oh, don’t make me come there and make you to come here.” He smirked.

“Let’s see what- eep” You squealed as you were brought down by your wrist and fell on top of Peter who eyed you, gently smiling.

“Told you.” He said and let out a yawn before pulling you closer and placing a lazy kiss to your lips. You shifted on the bed so you were lying, practically, on top of him. So what? You were two best friends who, sometimes, kissed. All the time. Nothing serious, no one has to know about it.

And it was a peaceful time for Peter as he closed his eyes and finally fell asleep in your arms, to you humming one of his favourite song softly and rinning your fingers through his hair which calmed his pain down.

You woke up to see Peter still asleep. It was already six in the evening and if he didn’t get up now, he wouldn’t be able to sleep at night. You shook him gently and whispered sweet nothings into his ears. Finally his eyes opened and he sat up as you rubbed his back. You smiled at him but he didn’t reciprocate.

You didn’t mind that much. You let him get up and go to the bathroom. When he returned back, you tried to hug him but he pushed you away. Your eyebrows furrowed in confusion. Something was definitely up with this boy.

“So, you never told me what happened to you?” You asked, recollecting any information provided by him.

“Maybe, because I didn’t want to.” He sassed back. You were getting frustrated by the moment so you reached out for his arm but he pulled back.

“Peter you’re acting really strange today. Please-” You started but were interrupted by Peter mumbling something, “What was that?”

“I said, shut up.” He said, now getting frustrated himself. You rubbed your forehead trying to keep your cool.

You reached out for his wrist again but he pulled back again giving you a strange look, “(Y/n), stop!” He exclaimed, “You’re being too clingy!”

“Why don’t you tell me what is bothering you then?!” You raised your voice, partially yelling.

“You wanna know what’s happened?” He yelled. You were surprised, to say this was an understatement. You had saw Peter this angry for the first time. “I’m tired! I promised Mr. Stark that I’d prove myself to him. I promised May to reach home early so we can spend a little quality time but she’s not even here, I promised myself that I’d be a better boyfriend but I can’t, okay! And you’re not helping the case!” He finished, huffing loudly, all his words rung in your head like a bullet train, hitting you constantly.

“Peter you-” You started but Peter shook his head.

“I think you should leave. I’m sorry.” He turned away from you. You wanted to reach out for him but you were afraid that he wouldn’t want you to do so.

You picked up your bag silently and moved out of the apartment. As soon as you moved out, Peter collapsed to the ground as tears fell on his face, running a hand repeatedly through his hair to calm himself down.

You walked towards your house, not noticing where you were going until the number of People on the lane started decreasing, the sun was already setting and Queens was not and ideal place to roam at in night.

You increased your pace as you cornered a grocery shop. Suddenly, a hand covered your mouth and you were pulled into an alleyway, “Who the fuck are you?” You asked the huge man that stood in a blue shirt and dark jeans.

“Being feisty, are we?” He spoke, and a shiver ran down you spine hearing his maniacal voice, “A little birdie told me that you’re a friend of Spider-man. Look what your friend did to me.” He said, faking a sad tone then suddenly yelled, “Look!”

You flinched. There was a large cut across his left eye, and he wasn’t Nick Fury which appeared pretty nasty. He moved his attention from you to dig into his pocket for some sort of weapon, obviously, and you took this as an opportunity to knee him straight in the crotch.

He covered the area and yelped. You took a deep breath and ran towards the grocery store, pulling out your phone in the process.

Peter’s senses were going crazy, but it had become common in these days. He decided to apologise to you the next day in school but when your name flashed across the screen of his phone, he was quick to shoot a web at it and pick up your call.

“(Y/n), thank god you-” He started but stilled as soon as he heard heavy breathing and shifting on the other end of the line, “What’s going on?” He asked seriously.

“Peter.” Your voice quivered as you whispered into the phone and Peter winced already getting his suit out of his bag.

“Tell me where are you?”

Peter reached the grocery shop, hanging upside-down from the asbestos placed over the roof, he examined the interior of the store for any signs. The owner of the shop was behind the counter, hands in the air as he gestured Spider-man to save him.

Peter then, went into the store sticking onto the roof as he searched for you. There was only one man as you told him but there’s no harm in being extra cautious, right?

He finally found you in the cutlery section, hiding behind a large shelf full of designer plates. He saw the man, Kevin, as he remembered was a drug dealer, rounding the corner towards you. He shot a web at his face and pulled him so that, he crashed against a large metal cupboard onto his right. You ran to the other side of the passage and Peter landed on his feet.

You were scared out of your mind. Fresh tears build up and fell on your cheeks. You heard a gunshot and a ‘thwip’ sound indicating that Peter was here. You were glad and fearsome at the same time as you prayed to your god.

After a few moments there was an eerie silence before you heard Peter’s voice calling out for you. You got up from your hiding spot and ran towards him seeing him safe and standing beside the man who was now webbed to the ground.

Once you were in his arms, you let all the sobs you were holding go and placed your head in the crook of his neck. His suit might be dampened, or covered with mascara, but he didn’t care. He could always wash it. He brushed his hands through your hair and the other arm was placed securely around your waist as he commanded Karen to call the police.

“Hey, it’s okay now. I’m here, you’re fine.” He cooed, holding you there for sometime before your sobs turned into sniffles and you parted from him. He rubbed your back soothingly and took you out of there and to your home.

Today was an excruciating day for the both of you but one thing that Peter realised was that you are his responsibility, and he’s never giving up on you.

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Protect You Always ~ Peter Parker💕

Part-4 of the Eight Days Of Valentine series

Warnings: It’s cute, a little abrupt at the end.

Also, just fyi I’ve experienced these things so please don’t laugh at me for being a chicken.

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When you were a child and lights went out, you covered your face with the blankets and prayed to the almighty for all the things things that lurk in the darkness to go away. You’d pray until you got your voice back and called for your mum.

When you were seven, you had gone for a sleepover at his place. It was your first ever nightover and that too at the Parker’s residence. You remember Peter being so happy for getting a bunk bed that he invited you over.

Over the years, people have laughed on you for being so coward and not facing your fears except one person. That person being Peter Parker.

You remember the smile on his face when he opened the door. You smiled and followed him and he gushed about how cool it was to have a bunk bed in his room.

Half the night you’d spent watching Star Wars and eating the not so sugary cookies that May had baked. But the moment that you didn’t want was when Peter started falling asleep. You didn’t want to be the one to turn off the tv because the boy was passed out on the bed that was below. Calling May was a rather bad choice because it was already midnight and even though she’d told you to give her a voice for anything, she’d just think of you as a kid who can’t have a control over her fears.

You got down from the bed slowly walking to the light switch as it seemed the only option. After closing the partially opened door to the living room, which was by the way engulfed in darkness, you turned on the light swiftly. You turned behind to see Peter squinting his eyes due to the sudden light and shifted in the bed.

You gulped as he stilled again in the bed. Turning off the tv was a simple task but now you had to turn the lights off, and then you would have to walk to the bed and climb to the top and then lay there alone, scared, facing the wall, and then when you’d turn around there would be a creepy ass ghost-

“(Y/n)?” You turned around at the voice. Peter sat up on the bed, rubbing his eyes, “Why did you turn on the lights?” He whined like you disturbed his beauty sleep.

“I was scared.” You mumbled. Perer looked at you confused, not wanting to say anything. He was not a night person. “I was scared.” You repeated, this time a little louder.

“Of what?” He asked, “Wait, don’t tell me. Do I look scary when I sleep?” You giggled at his comment, rather question.

“No, I was scared of the dark.” You admitted sheepishly, expecting him to laugh on your miserable self. But instead he got up from his bed and walked to you.

“Really?” He rubbed his face.

“Yeah. I’ve always been scared of the darkness.” You said, “That’s why I was hesitant to come over for the night.” He nodded along.

“So, what do we do now?” He asked and you just shrugged, running your feet back and forth on the fluffy carpet placed in his room. Suddenly, he grinned as a bulb went off in his head, “I have something for you!” He exclaimed and ran off towards his cupboard.

Opening the door and diving deep inside there, he grabbed something and you just watched his silently as he did his thing. He walked over to you with his hands behind his back and a stupid lovely grin spread across his face.

“What is it?” You asked curiously trying to take a peek but he moved back.

“No, no. Not like that. First you need to close your eyes.” He ordered.

“It better not be anything scary or I’ll make you stay up with me all night.” You muttered before closing your eyes.

“Now, give me your hands.” He asked for you to spread your hands to place the thing he was holding on top of them and you obliged.

A moment later, something fluffy touched the palm of your hand. Peter commanded you to keep your eyes closed as your hand retracted back slightly. He placed the fluffy thing on your hand. You roamed your hands over it and finally opening your eyes you grinned from ear to ear.

Peter had placed a teddy bear on your hand. It was a peach coloured bear with black eyes and a bow attached to its neck. Behind the bow was a small heart shaped name tag and the ink of a permanent maker was smeared across it in a sloppy handwriting, Peter’s handwriting. The words spelled out, ‘Ben’.

“Ben?” You asked as you watched Peter rocking back and forth on his feet.

“Yeah, his name’s Ben. And he protects me whenever I’m scared.” Peter replied to your questioning look and your gaze softened as you admired the sweet boy in front of you. He named the teddy bear after his Uncle, “My mom gave me this before, you know,” He gulped, not wanting to say it and you nodded in understanding, “And she said he’d protect me always like uncle Ben.” He smiled slowly.

“Wow.” You said, “I love him.” Hugging the teddy bear closer to you.

“You can have him.” He said, making you jerk your head towards him with hope in your eyes, “Because I don’t need protection anymore, but he’ll protect you too.”

“Thanks, Peter!” You grinned at him. “And hey, I know that it’s really cool to have a bunk bed in your room but can I sleep with you on the bottom bed?”

“Yeah.” He laughed, “But only if you keep Ben in between.”

“Duh.”

You woke up at midnight to feel a void beside you. The sheets were cold and you knew that Peter had gone for a long time. You got up from the bed and switched on the lights. The once bunk bed was now replaced with a regular bed as you and Peter didn’t need that anymore.

May would be asleep now and it wouldn’t be nice to wake her up just because you were worried, rather scared. Not only for yourself but for Peter. Suddenly you heard a thud sound behind you making your heartbeat increase at a rate of hundred miles per second.

Peter rushed to you removing his mask and throwing it onto the study table, hearing the yelp that escaped your mouth and noticing your wide eyes. He wrapped his strong arms around you, “I’m sorry for leaving you alone.” He said, and boy did Peter Parker know how to calm you down.

“Don’t ever do that again.” You pleaded and felt him nod against your head before he placed a soft kiss to your temple.

“I wouldn’t.” He sweared.

“Peter?” You asked while he just hummed, “I can’t remember where I kept Ben, would you cuddle with me?” You asked, making him laugh.

“You don’t have to ask, babe.”

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Better Half Of Me ~ Tom Holland 💕

Part-2 of the Eight Days Of Valentine series

Warnings: fluff and all nice things.

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You sipped on the wine feeling the night breeze passing through your hair. The view was blissful but what completed it was your boyfriend, Tom. He sat in front of you with a carefree smile on his face. It was his idea to come here, to take a trip to the city of love. Both of you wanted to celebrate your ten year anniversary somewhere special. Not only your love but your friendship was now ten years old.

Tom entered the room with a world map in his hand. You looked at him staring at the map intently, “What’re you doing?” You asked.

“What all places have we visited?” He asked as he sat down beside you, spreading the map on the table, he looked into your eyes that held the question, ‘why’. He knew you’d ask, “Come on, (y/n). Just tell me.”

“Okay, let me see…” You trailed off, “We’ve visited New York, Canada, Germany, Brazil and London of course.” You listed.

“Where do you think we should go for our 10 year anniversary?” He questioned.

“We’ve never visited India, or Switzerland, or-” You started stacking up names of places before Tom cut you off mid-sentence.

“Paris.” He let out, “We’ve never been to Paris together, I can’t believe it!”

“Are you cold?” Tom asked bringing you back to reality.

“Yeah, a little.” You replied, running your hands up and down your arms.

“Here, you can have my-” He started taking off his jacket but stopped when he felt the outline of the small box in one of the pockets of his jacket, “Oh no, you can’t. Because, um, I’m cold too.” He nodded, approving his answer even though you didn’t buy it.

“So, what now?” You asked. This has been the best day in the twenty two years of life.

“Now we go to the top.” He replied, making you smile as you eyed the Eiffel tower from below.

You walked beside him, hand in hand while talking about a memory that popped into your head, “Do you remember the time we were in college and you were jealous of a middle school boy?” You laughed and he couldn’t but roll his eyes.

“How could I forget that?” He replied, sarcasm coating his voice, “That’s a thing I never wanna forget.” You laughed and this time he laughed with you.

“That’s the first time you told me that you love me.” You said looking into his eyes and he smiled, breathtakingly, leaned down and pressed a soft kiss against your lips.

“Tom, he’s just a kid!” You stated, “It’s not like I’m gonna leave you for him, that’s ridiculous!”

Tom sighed. He knew this conversation would go nowhere and it was ridiculous of him to be jealous of the kid but it was like he was stuck to you and you were so oblivious to it.

You had missed two dates because of that kid and Tom knew that you were very sorry even though it wasn’t your fault. It was that brat who would make faces at him when you weren’t looking.

I know, okay. I know that he’s a kid and all that shit but do you realise what he’s trying to do?!” He asked in a breathy tone, “He’s not worth all the attention you’re giving him!”

“Oh my god, Thomas! You are jealous! Of a small boy?!” You laughed.

“Hey! I’m not jealous, and you take that back!” He demanded.

“What would you do if I don’t?” You smirked while cocking an eyebrow at him, “And don’t you think of telling Jake that I have a crush on him.”

“I wasn’t thinking of that anyway.” He was exactly thinking that. He wondered how you got to know that, “I’m, um, I’m gonna tell your mom that you broke her favourite crockery!” He countered.

You gasped, “Oh, you didn’t just say that!” He sighed, finally plopping down to your bed and rubbing his face with his hands, a thing that he did when he was frustrated.

You knew it was enough and that this would lead to nowhere. You walked to your bed standing in front of him. He wrapped his arms around your waist and placed his head on your tummy, “Why were we fighting, again?” He asked, making you giggle.

“God knows.” You replied. He hummed and snuggled closer to you as you rubbed your hand up and down his back gently. “Seriously Tom, you don’t need to worry about that guy taking me away from you.” You finished, not stopping the giggle that eloped your throat.

“I know. And I’m sorry, really. It’s just that I love you so much and-” He couldn’t finish before you coughed.

“Y-you love me?” You asked as you parted to look into his eyes.

“I do.”

“God I hated that kid.” He breathed out, “What was his name again?” You laughed at his comment.

“I don’t even remember. Jade or something?” You shrugged. Finally as you reached the top of the tower and walked forward, Tom made sure that the box was still secure in his pocket.

You were mesmerised by the view and the city looked even lovelier from up there. How many times you’ve come there as a kid or as a teenager, you couldn’t get enough of this. “I can’t believe that we never came here together.” You said, mesmerised by this view. You heard him hum behind you and turned around, “Honestly, this day couldn’t get any-”

You stopped mid-sentence as a gasp escaped past your lips. There was your beloved boyfriend, over the Eiffel tower, in front of you, bending on one knee. You couldn’t help the tears that formed in your eyes and placed a hand over your mouth.

“(Y/n) (y/l/n).” He started as he took a deep breath, staring into your eyes, “You are my life, and I’m sure that only you’ll be the death of me. I want to spend my whole life with you. So tell me, would you be the better half of me and make me the happiest man in this universe?” He asked, a tint of desperation in his voice.

The tears of joy finally fell onto your face and you nodded. “Yes.” You whispered and soon, Tom was on his feet again wiping the tears from your face, he placed the ring on your ring finger.

He smiled, extending his hand towards you, “Have this dance with me?” He asked and you smiled.

“But the mus-?” You were cut off by a soft music playing in the background. Tom chuckled along with you as you placed your hand in his and danced under the soft moonlight.

And everything was perfect when your ear was against his chest, his heartbeat telling you how much he loved you. That day finally, you found your better half.

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Roses Are Red ~ Peter Parker 💕

Part-1 of the Eight Days Of Valentine series

Warnings: fluff and nothing more.

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You picked up the roses from the table and grabbed your backpack from the chair. There were six roses in total four of which were yellow. To say that you were excited for the day was an understatement. You were ready for this week from the start of the month.

You made your way to the school not before grabbing a sandwich offered by your mum and kissing her cheek. You left a white rose for her inside her dresser as her favorite colour was white.

Peter was, like always, in front of your locker with Ned, probably talking about Star Wars. Your heart beat increased as you saw his brown curls set properly with the help of a lot of gel. You hid the bunch of roses behind your back as soon as his eyes met yours and a large grin adorned his face.

You walked up to them, “Good morning, weirdos.” You greeted and waved your free hand at them. They replied simultaneously, as you opened your locker stuffing five of the roses inside them and slipping one into your bag secretly. You took out your English book and shut the door of your with a little extra force when Ned tried to peek inside, making both of them flinch. You started walking towards your first class, which was with MJ.

Some students were already sitting in the class, chatting and some front benchers were into the sonnet that was being taught in the class. You walked to your regular seat and sat beside MJ who was reading her book on human biology. You took out the rose from your bag carefully and placed it in front of her.

“A Black rose?” She questioned, raising her eyebrow in a typical MJ style.

“Do you not know what day it is?” You asked and sighed when she sat there without any expressions on her face. “Today’s rose day and I know that you love the colour.” You said, aiming your hand towards the rose placed on the desk.

“So, there’s one for me and…” She trailed off, closing the book and placing it aside.

“And?” You asked.

“I know you brought one for Peter.” She smirked. A blush crept up to your cheeks on the mention of his name. But you shushed her, “It’s red, isn’t it?”

You met Ned in Chemistry where you gave him a yellow rose, one you gave to Betty and one to Flash.

When you met Peter at lunch, you were expecting him to ask you for a rose, and he did, “Ned told me that you were handing out roses to your friends?” He asked as soon as he placed his tray on the table. Ned and MJ still hadn’t arrived at the table so it was just the two of you, “Am I not your friend or you ran out of roses?” He asked, sarcasm dripping from his tone.

“I’m sorry Pete, but I don’t have a yellow rose for you.” You pouted. You could see the disappointment in his face however hard he tried to hide it. “Yellow’s not your favorite colour anyway. What is it?”

He had a look of disbelief spread across his face and you couldn’t help but laugh almost knocking your tray down, “You don’t know my favorite colour?” He asked and you shook your head, still laughing over his expression. He smiled, starting at you while you were busy laughing, “It’s re-”

“Yo, Penis Parker! Your girlfriend gave me a rose today. Didn’t you get one?” He yelled from the other corner of the room making all the noises to die down. A hot feeling settled onto your cheeks and your eyes grew wide.

Lucky for you, MJ came in to save the day and told Flash to piss off. Thankfully the conversation was soon diverted from the topic to things like Spanish test and degrading the food of canteen as Ned joined the table.

When the last bell for the day rang across the school, you knew Peter would be off to his Stark internship soon and you wouldn’t have the time to give him the roses. You rushed out of your class and towards the subway.

You could’ve given him the rose at anytime of the day. There were several moments, like, in the morning when he stood by your locker, or in the second period when he sat with you, or in the lunch before Flash ruined it, or in the fifth period, when the class was nearly empty. But there was only one reason as for why you couldn’t do it, it needed courage, and that you didn’t have in front of Peter.

Talking of Peter, “Pete!” You yelled at the top of your lungs as soon as you saw him, coming to a halt beside him. You breathed heavily as you supported yourself on your knees. He stopped, staring down at your figure as you caught your breath. You grinned widely at him as you stood up straight. He loved the sight of you when you were all-

He just loved the sight of you anyway. You had that contagious smile that would make it’s way to his face. “Hey. What’re you doing here?” He breathed out finally.

“I’m here to give you… this.” You pulled out the two roses from your bag. “You can choose one from these, but I wanted to give you the red one.” Your voice became smaller with every word that escaped your mouth and it was a mere whisper at the end. Thanks to Peter’s heightened senses that he could hear what you said. There was a moment of silence and you thought that you messed it up.

“But you said that you didn’t have a rose for me?” He was confused. You could tell by the tone of his voice.

“I never said that.” You said with a small smirk playing on your lips.

“No, I’m sure you said that-” He stopped, remembering what you actually told him when he asked you for a rose.

“I’m sorry Pete, but I don’t have a yellow rose for you.”

“Oh…” He trailed off before laughing nervously, scratching the back of his neck, “Smart move.” He said making you smile.

You looked up to meet his eyes before slightly extending your hand holding the roses towards him, “I wanted to give you the red rose because I do know that your favorite colour is red and I really really like you.” You said finally letting the words out in the air. “You can take eith-” You were rambling and Peter loved it when you did so. He loved to listen to your voice. But he loved what he did next more.

He leaned down and placed a quick peck on your lips. You looked at him unbelievably and he was all red in a second. You smiled at him standing on your tippy-toes to place a gentle kiss on his lips. He kissed back, placing his hands on your waist as your free hand reached to tug the curls at the back of his head.

Both of you parted, taking a deep breath. Peter laughed nervously and you placed the red rose in his hand. You turned around and started to walk away from him, “Bye, Peter.”

“Bye, (y/n).” He sighed dreamily, “Oh, wait. (Y/n)?”

You turned around to face him once more, “Yeah.”

“Happy rose day.”

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Eight Days Of Valentine

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Valentine week has arrived and here’s my plan:

Days of Valentine week = number of one-shots

Key:

  • Fluff -💕
  • Angst -🌟

There hardly would be any angst since it is the week of love and we are celebrating love.

I’ve decided to write a one-shot for this whole week of Valentine which is quite difficult as you guys know how much of a Sloth I am. So, sorry in advance if any story gets delayed.

  1. Roses Are Red ~ Peter Parker💕 (02-07-20)
  2. Better Half Of Me ~ Tom Holland💕 (02-08-20)
  3. Chocolates And Crushes ~ Peter Parker🌟💕 (02-09-20)
  4. Protect You Always ~ Peter Parker💕(02-10-20)
  5. With Great Promises, Comes Great Responsibilities ~ Peter Parker🌟💕 (02-11-20)
  6. Hugs ~ Bradley Baker💕 (02-12-20)
  7. Quizzes End Up In Kisses ~ Peter Parker💕 (02-13-20)

Taglist:

@spideyyeet @screamholland @overly-obsessed @venusparker @clqudsparker @barnes-heaven @spider-manholland @justanotherfanfic @spidey-swift @harrysbbby @angelhaz11 @tomhollanddaily @peterparkersshitlist @hollandroos @peterparkerdaily @parkerpete @farfromhaz @afictionaladventure16 @fairytaleparker @parkerpter @peterparkerstingle @parkerpunology @dazzling-rubabe @parkerpuff @eeyore101247 @preciouspparkers @missbasicxxx @plushparker @spideyboipeter @spideyboipete @hazmyheart @hollandraul @itstomhollands @drunklili @starsholland @ppkrtingle @cherryredparker @hollandharrison @angelic-holland @lauras-collection @dear-selena @rubberducky-jrr @audreylovespidey706 @blueberryison @parkerpete

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Secret World

Chapter 14

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“Thanks.” I gave Peter a flat smile, still feeling shaken up as we sat at a nearby fast food place.

“No problem, English is overrated anyway.” He smiled pushing the chocolate shake toward me.

“They’ve never talked before, it was weird cause it’s like I could hear them but only in my head.” I stated with a sigh. “I feel like I’m going crazy, cause nobody can see them and now I’m hearing things.”

“Except, the lights did go out in the bathroom, you didn’t imagine that. And something tied Flash’s shoes together.” Peter reminded me as I took a drink. “You aren’t crazy Echo.”

“At least on my world they didn’t talk, as long as I stayed in the light I didn’t have to worry about them. But this, this is different, they made the lights dim so that there were shadows. It’s like they are stronger or something here.” I bit my bottom lip staring at the table. “What the hell am I going to do now?”

“Maybe Dr Stranger will know.” Peter stated putting his hand on my forearm.

Cherry red suit of metal with gold accents flew through air, thrusters attached to the feet and hands propelling him forward.

I shook my head dispelling the image.

“He meant a lot to you.” I smiled looking up at Peter. “I always see glimpses or hear snippets of him. Very rarely of anybody else.”

“Sorry.” Peter chuckled.

“Don’t be, kinda wishing I got a chance to meet him.” I smiled as I shrugged. “At least you had someone cool like him.”

“He was the coolest.” Peter nodded as his cell phone rang. His slipped it out of his backpack, he looked at the screen and squint his eyes together before answering. “Hey.”

I watch as Peter bit his lips as a woman on the other line yelled. I couldn’t understand her but I could tell from the look on his face that he was in trouble.

“Yeah, I know.” Peter said. “We’re at the burger place a block from the school. See ya in a minute.”

He hung up and slid his phone back into the pocket and hung his head.

“Guessing you’re in trouble?”

    “A bit, don’t worry once I explain to her it will be okay.” Peter stated, I took a deep breath and look down at the table. “Don’t worry, Aunt May is really understanding.”

    “How are you going to explain this, Peter? A girl that can see things in the shadows and can hear them talking to her?” I responded looking at him, he reached over and grabbed my hand.

    “Just trust me.” Slowly the ferry split down the center, each side teetering away from each other slowly sliding into the ocean. Peter in his red and blue suit swing around attaching his webs to random parts of the ship as he went.

    “You’ve given me no reason not to.” I replied still feeling apprehensive. “How long till she gets here?”

“Only a couple minutes, she’s just down the street running some errands.” Peter replied, giving me an encouraging smile.

“Guessing I would end up meeting her at some point, but because you were skipping school was not what I was hoping.” I chuckled lightly.

“Yeah, Aunt May meets all my friends anyway and I’m sure she’ll understand.” He reiterated just as the chime above the diner door opened, I looked over and my breath caught in my chest, my heart skipped beat.

Peter released my hand as he turned in his seat, he called over to her and gave her small wave as my heart started to race. I could feel my hands start to tremble, Peter’s voice seemed to drown out as I looked up this woman who marched over to us. The same brunette hair, dark eyes, they way her lips set as she spoke to Peter. The voice was one I hadn’t heard in so long I almost forgot what it sounded like, a million thoughts, feelings and memories flood me at once.

My Aunt was my moms best friend, there was no blood relation to us, but she was my Aunt through and through. I guess when Peter said his Aunt’s name was May I didn’t put two and two together, after all this world was different then mine in so many ways. I just didn’t think May Parker, was the same May Parker from my world. My Auntie, the woman who took me in when my mom couldn’t deal with my gifts, the woman who gave me the nick name I had now. The woman who was murdered during a mugging leaving me with my uncle. Except in my world Peter didn’t exist, I know because both May and Ben had been only children.

Slowly I felt the tear slip down my cheek as she turned and looked at me. The softness in her eyes was the same I had seen for so many years, the look I had missed for so long. It felt like my heart was being ripped out again.

“Echo?” Peter asked, breaking me from my spell, I blinked hard a couple of times and looked around the diner, reminding myself this wasn’t her.

“I.. I gotta go.” I stuttered, sliding out of the booth and running out, not bothering to look back.

I rushed out into the busy sidewalk, looking both ways before heading in the direction of the compound. Tears continue to fall as I walked quickly in that direction, it felt like I had been punched in my gut. I knew that this world was similar but completely different then my world, but what I hadn’t been expecting was to see someone I knew, someone I cared about. The farther I got away from Peter and Auntie.. Aunt May, I began to calm back down, trying hard not to think about it.

I waited at a corner, thinking about hailing a cab so I could get back to the compound, I had a bit of cash on me that Happy had given me, also Wanda had given me some as well. Someone bumped into me, the world went black, and then to a deep crimson. I blinked a couple of times as I saw a silver streak course through the sky, Wanda flying next to him. I saw Peter dress in his red and blue Spider suit flung across the street and into a nearby building, chunks of brick falling down on top of him. A silver flash of Bucky’s arm as he sprinted toward a man dressed in all black.

No sooner then the vision started it stopped, leaving me confused. I looked over my shoulder, a man dress in a black on black suit stood behind me, his sandy blond hair cropped close to his scalp. Hazel eyes sparkled as he smiled down at me.

“Sorry Miss, I didn’t mean to startle you.” He told me, his English accent familiar to my ears. An icy shiver ran up my spine as I stepped away from him. A slow grin crossed his face as his eyes narrowed at me, I turned and bolted, something about that smile, I knew it, even if I didn’t remember him.

“Thanks.” I gave Peter a flat smile, still feeling shaken up as we sat at a nearby fast food place.

“No problem, English is overrated anyway.” He smiled pushing the chocolate shake toward me.

“They’ve never talked before, it was weird cause it’s like I could hear them but only in my head.” I stated with a sigh. “I feel like I’m going crazy, cause nobody can see them and now I’m hearing things.”

“Except, the lights did go out in the bathroom, you didn’t imagine that. And something tied Flash’s shoes together.” Peter reminded me as I took a drink. “You aren’t crazy Echo.”

“At least on my world they didn’t talk, as long as I stayed in the light I didn’t have to worry about them. But this, this is different, they made the lights dim so that there were shadows. It’s like they are stronger or something here.” I bit my bottom lip staring at the table. “What the hell am I going to do now?”

“Maybe Dr Stranger will know.” Peter stated putting his hand on my forearm.

Cherry red suit of metal with gold accents flew through air, thrusters attached to the feet and hands propelling him forward.

I shook my head dispelling the image.

“He meant a lot to you.” I smiled looking up at Peter. “I always see glimpses or hear snippets of him. Very rarely of anybody else.”

“Sorry.” Peter chuckled.

“Don’t be, kinda wishing I got a chance to meet him.” I smiled as I shrugged. “At least you had someone cool like him.”

“He was the coolest.” Peter nodded as his cell phone rang. His slipped it out of his backpack, he looked at the screen and squint his eyes together before answering. “Hey.”

I watch as Peter bit his lips as a woman on the other line yelled. I couldn’t understand her but I could tell from the look on his face that he was in trouble.

“Yeah, I know.” Peter said. “We’re at the burger place a block from the school. See ya in a minute.”

He hung up and slid his phone back into the pocket and hung his head.

“Guessing you’re in trouble?”

    “A bit, don’t worry once I explain to her it will be okay.” Peter stated, I took a deep breath and look down at the table. “Don’t worry, Aunt May is really understanding.”

    “How are you going to explain this, Peter? A girl that can see things in the shadows and can hear them talking to her?” I responded looking at him, he reached over and grabbed my hand.

    “Just trust me.” Slowly the ferry split down the center, each side teetering away from each other slowly sliding into the ocean. Peter in his red and blue suit swing around attaching his webs to random parts of the ship as he went.

    “You’ve given me no reason not to.” I replied still feeling apprehensive. “How long till she gets here?”

“Only a couple minutes, she’s just down the street running some errands.” Peter replied, giving me an encouraging smile.

“Guessing I would end up meeting her at some point, but because you were skipping school was not what I was hoping.” I chuckled lightly.

“Yeah, Aunt May meets all my friends anyway and I’m sure she’ll understand.” He reiterated just as the chime above the diner door opened, I looked over and my breath caught in my chest, my heart skipped beat.

Peter released my hand as he turned in his seat, he called over to her and gave her small wave as my heart started to race. I could feel my hands start to tremble, Peter’s voice seemed to drown out as I looked up this woman who marched over to us. The same brunette hair, dark eyes, they way her lips set as she spoke to Peter. The voice was one I hadn’t heard in so long I almost forgot what it sounded like, a million thoughts, feelings and memories flood me at once.

My Aunt was my moms best friend, there was no blood relation to us, but she was my Aunt through and through. I guess when Peter said his Aunt’s name was May I didn’t put two and two together, after all this world was different then mine in so many ways. I just didn’t think May Parker, was the same May Parker from my world. My Auntie, the woman who took me in when my mom couldn’t deal with my gifts, the woman who gave me the nick name I had now. The woman who was murdered during a mugging leaving me with my uncle. Except in my world Peter didn’t exist, I know because both May and Ben had been only children.

Slowly I felt the tear slip down my cheek as she turned and looked at me. The softness in her eyes was the same I had seen for so many years, the look I had missed for so long. It felt like my heart was being ripped out again.

“Echo?” Peter asked, breaking me from my spell, I blinked hard a couple of times and looked around the diner, reminding myself this wasn’t her.

“I.. I gotta go.” I stuttered, sliding out of the booth and running out, not bothering to look back.

I rushed out into the busy sidewalk, looking both ways before heading in the direction of the compound. Tears continue to fall as I walked quickly in that direction, it felt like I had been punched in my gut. I knew that this world was similar but completely different then my world, but what I hadn’t been expecting was to see someone I knew, someone I cared about. The farther I got away from Peter and Auntie.. Aunt May, I began to calm back down, trying hard not to think about it.

I waited at a corner, thinking about hailing a cab so I could get back to the compound, I had a bit of cash on me that Happy had given me, also Wanda had given me some as well. Someone bumped into me, the world went black, and then to a deep crimson. I blinked a couple of times as I saw a silver streak course through the sky, Wanda flying next to him. I saw Peter dress in his red and blue Spider suit flung across the street and into a nearby building, chunks of brick falling down on top of him. A silver flash of Bucky’s arm as he sprinted toward a man dressed in all black.

No sooner then the vision started it stopped, leaving me confused. I looked over my shoulder, a man dress in a black on black suit stood behind me, his sandy blond hair cropped close to his scalp. Hazel eyes sparkled as he smiled down at me.

“Sorry Miss, I didn’t mean to startle you.” He told me, his English accent familiar to my ears. An icy shiver ran up my spine as I stepped away from him. A slow grin crossed his face as his eyes narrowed at me, I turned and bolted, something about that smile, I knew it, even if I didn’t remember him.

“Thanks.” I gave Peter a flat smile, still feeling shaken up as we sat at a nearby fast food place.

“No problem, English is overrated anyway.” He smiled pushing the chocolate shake toward me.

“They’ve never talked before, it was weird cause it’s like I could hear them but only in my head.” I stated with a sigh. “I feel like I’m going crazy, cause nobody can see them and now I’m hearing things.”

“Except, the lights did go out in the bathroom, you didn’t imagine that. And something tied Flash’s shoes together.” Peter reminded me as I took a drink. “You aren’t crazy Echo.”

“At least on my world they didn’t talk, as long as I stayed in the light I didn’t have to worry about them. But this, this is different, they made the lights dim so that there were shadows. It’s like they are stronger or something here.” I bit my bottom lip staring at the table. “What the hell am I going to do now?”

“Maybe Dr Stranger will know.” Peter stated putting his hand on my forearm.

Cherry red suit of metal with gold accents flew through air, thrusters attached to the feet and hands propelling him forward.

I shook my head dispelling the image.

“He meant a lot to you.” I smiled looking up at Peter. “I always see glimpses or hear snippets of him. Very rarely of anybody else.”

“Sorry.” Peter chuckled.

“Don’t be, kinda wishing I got a chance to meet him.” I smiled as I shrugged. “At least you had someone cool like him.”

“He was the coolest.” Peter nodded as his cell phone rang. His slipped it out of his backpack, he looked at the screen and squint his eyes together before answering. “Hey.”

I watch as Peter bit his lips as a woman on the other line yelled. I couldn’t understand her but I could tell from the look on his face that he was in trouble.

“Yeah, I know.” Peter said. “We’re at the burger place a block from the school. See ya in a minute.”

He hung up and slid his phone back into the pocket and hung his head.

“Guessing you’re in trouble?”

    “A bit, don’t worry once I explain to her it will be okay.” Peter stated, I took a deep breath and look down at the table. “Don’t worry, Aunt May is really understanding.”

    “How are you going to explain this, Peter? A girl that can see things in the shadows and can hear them talking to her?” I responded looking at him, he reached over and grabbed my hand.

    “Just trust me.” Slowly the ferry split down the center, each side teetering away from each other slowly sliding into the ocean. Peter in his red and blue suit swing around attaching his webs to random parts of the ship as he went.

    “You’ve given me no reason not to.” I replied still feeling apprehensive. “How long till she gets here?”

“Only a couple minutes, she’s just down the street running some errands.” Peter replied, giving me an encouraging smile.

“Guessing I would end up meeting her at some point, but because you were skipping school was not what I was hoping.” I chuckled lightly.

“Yeah, Aunt May meets all my friends anyway and I’m sure she’ll understand.” He reiterated just as the chime above the diner door opened, I looked over and my breath caught in my chest, my heart skipped beat.

Peter released my hand as he turned in his seat, he called over to her and gave her small wave as my heart started to race. I could feel my hands start to tremble, Peter’s voice seemed to drown out as I looked up this woman who marched over to us. The same brunette hair, dark eyes, they way her lips set as she spoke to Peter. The voice was one I hadn’t heard in so long I almost forgot what it sounded like, a million thoughts, feelings and memories flood me at once.

My Aunt was my moms best friend, there was no blood relation to us, but she was my Aunt through and through. I guess when Peter said his Aunt’s name was May I didn’t put two and two together, after all this world was different then mine in so many ways. I just didn’t think May Parker, was the same May Parker from my world. My Auntie, the woman who took me in when my mom couldn’t deal with my gifts, the woman who gave me the nick name I had now. The woman who was murdered during a mugging leaving me with my uncle. Except in my world Peter didn’t exist, I know because both May and Ben had been only children.

Slowly I felt the tear slip down my cheek as she turned and looked at me. The softness in her eyes was the same I had seen for so many years, the look I had missed for so long. It felt like my heart was being ripped out again.

“Echo?” Peter asked, breaking me from my spell, I blinked hard a couple of times and looked around the diner, reminding myself this wasn’t her.

“I.. I gotta go.” I stuttered, sliding out of the booth and running out, not bothering to look back.

I rushed out into the busy sidewalk, looking both ways before heading in the direction of the compound. Tears continue to fall as I walked quickly in that direction, it felt like I had been punched in my gut. I knew that this world was similar but completely different then my world, but what I hadn’t been expecting was to see someone I knew, someone I cared about. The farther I got away from Peter and Auntie.. Aunt May, I began to calm back down, trying hard not to think about it.

I waited at a corner, thinking about hailing a cab so I could get back to the compound, I had a bit of cash on me that Happy had given me, also Wanda had given me some as well. Someone bumped into me, the world went black, and then to a deep crimson. I blinked a couple of times as I saw a silver streak course through the sky, Wanda flying next to him. I saw Peter dress in his red and blue Spider suit flung across the street and into a nearby building, chunks of brick falling down on top of him. A silver flash of Bucky’s arm as he sprinted toward a man dressed in all black.

No sooner then the vision started it stopped, leaving me confused. I looked over my shoulder, a man dress in a black on black suit stood behind me, his sandy blond hair cropped close to his scalp. Hazel eyes sparkled as he smiled down at me.

“Sorry Miss, I didn’t mean to startle you.” He told me, his English accent familiar to my ears. An icy shiver ran up my spine as I stepped away from him. A slow grin crossed his face as his eyes narrowed at me, I turned and bolted, something about that smile, I knew it, even if I didn’t remember him.

“Thanks.” I gave Peter a flat smile, still feeling shaken up as we sat at a nearby fast food place.

“No problem, English is overrated anyway.” He smiled pushing the chocolate shake toward me.

“They’ve never talked before, it was weird cause it’s like I could hear them but only in my head.” I stated with a sigh. “I feel like I’m going crazy, cause nobody can see them and now I’m hearing things.”

“Except, the lights did go out in the bathroom, you didn’t imagine that. And something tied Flash’s shoes together.” Peter reminded me as I took a drink. “You aren’t crazy Echo.”

“At least on my world they didn’t talk, as long as I stayed in the light I didn’t have to worry about them. But this, this is different, they made the lights dim so that there were shadows. It’s like they are stronger or something here.” I bit my bottom lip staring at the table. “What the hell am I going to do now?”

“Maybe Dr Stranger will know.” Peter stated putting his hand on my forearm.

Cherry red suit of metal with gold accents flew through air, thrusters attached to the feet and hands propelling him forward.

I shook my head dispelling the image.

“He meant a lot to you.” I smiled looking up at Peter. “I always see glimpses or hear snippets of him. Very rarely of anybody else.”

“Sorry.” Peter chuckled.

“Don’t be, kinda wishing I got a chance to meet him.” I smiled as I shrugged. “At least you had someone cool like him.”

“He was the coolest.” Peter nodded as his cell phone rang. His slipped it out of his backpack, he looked at the screen and squint his eyes together before answering. “Hey.”

I watch as Peter bit his lips as a woman on the other line yelled. I couldn’t understand her but I could tell from the look on his face that he was in trouble.

“Yeah, I know.” Peter said. “We’re at the burger place a block from the school. See ya in a minute.”

He hung up and slid his phone back into the pocket and hung his head.

“Guessing you’re in trouble?”

    “A bit, don’t worry once I explain to her it will be okay.” Peter stated, I took a deep breath and look down at the table. “Don’t worry, Aunt May is really understanding.”

    “How are you going to explain this, Peter? A girl that can see things in the shadows and can hear them talking to her?” I responded looking at him, he reached over and grabbed my hand.

    “Just trust me.” Slowly the ferry split down the center, each side teetering away from each other slowly sliding into the ocean. Peter in his red and blue suit swing around attaching his webs to random parts of the ship as he went.

    “You’ve given me no reason not to.” I replied still feeling apprehensive. “How long till she gets here?”

“Only a couple minutes, she’s just down the street running some errands.” Peter replied, giving me an encouraging smile.

“Guessing I would end up meeting her at some point, but because you were skipping school was not what I was hoping.” I chuckled lightly.

“Yeah, Aunt May meets all my friends anyway and I’m sure she’ll understand.” He reiterated just as the chime above the diner door opened, I looked over and my breath caught in my chest, my heart skipped beat.

Peter released my hand as he turned in his seat, he called over to her and gave her small wave as my heart started to race. I could feel my hands start to tremble, Peter’s voice seemed to drown out as I looked up this woman who marched over to us. The same brunette hair, dark eyes, they way her lips set as she spoke to Peter. The voice was one I hadn’t heard in so long I almost forgot what it sounded like, a million thoughts, feelings and memories flood me at once.

My Aunt was my moms best friend, there was no blood relation to us, but she was my Aunt through and through. I guess when Peter said his Aunt’s name was May I didn’t put two and two together, after all this world was different then mine in so many ways. I just didn’t think May Parker, was the same May Parker from my world. My Auntie, the woman who took me in when my mom couldn’t deal with my gifts, the woman who gave me the nick name I had now. The woman who was murdered during a mugging leaving me with my uncle. Except in my world Peter didn’t exist, I know because both May and Ben had been only children.

Slowly I felt the tear slip down my cheek as she turned and looked at me. The softness in her eyes was the same I had seen for so many years, the look I had missed for so long. It felt like my heart was being ripped out again.

“Echo?” Peter asked, breaking me from my spell, I blinked hard a couple of times and looked around the diner, reminding myself this wasn’t her.

“I.. I gotta go.” I stuttered, sliding out of the booth and running out, not bothering to look back.

I rushed out into the busy sidewalk, looking both ways before heading in the direction of the compound. Tears continue to fall as I walked quickly in that direction, it felt like I had been punched in my gut. I knew that this world was similar but completely different then my world, but what I hadn’t been expecting was to see someone I knew, someone I cared about. The farther I got away from Peter and Auntie.. Aunt May, I began to calm back down, trying hard not to think about it.

I waited at a corner, thinking about hailing a cab so I could get back to the compound, I had a bit of cash on me that Happy had given me, also Wanda had given me some as well. Someone bumped into me, the world went black, and then to a deep crimson. I blinked a couple of times as I saw a silver streak course through the sky, Wanda flying next to him. I saw Peter dress in his red and blue Spider suit flung across the street and into a nearby building, chunks of brick falling down on top of him. A silver flash of Bucky’s arm as he sprinted toward a man dressed in all black.

No sooner then the vision started it stopped, leaving me confused. I looked over my shoulder, a man dress in a black on black suit stood behind me, his sandy blond hair cropped close to his scalp. Hazel eyes sparkled as he smiled down at me.

“Sorry Miss, I didn’t mean to startle you.” He told me, his English accent familiar to my ears. An icy shiver ran up my spine as I stepped away from him. A slow grin crossed his face as his eyes narrowed at me, I turned and bolted, something about that smile, I knew it, even if I didn’t remember him.

“Thanks.” I gave Peter a flat smile, still feeling shaken up as we sat at a nearby fast food place.

“No problem, English is overrated anyway.” He smiled pushing the chocolate shake toward me.

“They’ve never talked before, it was weird cause it’s like I could hear them but only in my head.” I stated with a sigh. “I feel like I’m going crazy, cause nobody can see them and now I’m hearing things.”

“Except, the lights did go out in the bathroom, you didn’t imagine that. And something tied Flash’s shoes together.” Peter reminded me as I took a drink. “You aren’t crazy Echo.”

“At least on my world they didn’t talk, as long as I stayed in the light I didn’t have to worry about them. But this, this is different, they made the lights dim so that there were shadows. It’s like they are stronger or something here.” I bit my bottom lip staring at the table. “What the hell am I going to do now?”

“Maybe Dr Stranger will know.” Peter stated putting his hand on my forearm.

Cherry red suit of metal with gold accents flew through air, thrusters attached to the feet and hands propelling him forward.

I shook my head dispelling the image.

“He meant a lot to you.” I smiled looking up at Peter. “I always see glimpses or hear snippets of him. Very rarely of anybody else.”

“Sorry.” Peter chuckled.

“Don’t be, kinda wishing I got a chance to meet him.” I smiled as I shrugged. “At least you had someone cool like him.”

“He was the coolest.” Peter nodded as his cell phone rang. His slipped it out of his backpack, he looked at the screen and squint his eyes together before answering. “Hey.”

I watch as Peter bit his lips as a woman on the other line yelled. I couldn’t understand her but I could tell from the look on his face that he was in trouble.

“Yeah, I know.” Peter said. “We’re at the burger place a block from the school. See ya in a minute.”

He hung up and slid his phone back into the pocket and hung his head.

“Guessing you’re in trouble?”

    “A bit, don’t worry once I explain to her it will be okay.” Peter stated, I took a deep breath and look down at the table. “Don’t worry, Aunt May is really understanding.”

    “How are you going to explain this, Peter? A girl that can see things in the shadows and can hear them talking to her?” I responded looking at him, he reached over and grabbed my hand.

    “Just trust me.” Slowly the ferry split down the center, each side teetering away from each other slowly sliding into the ocean. Peter in his red and blue suit swing around attaching his webs to random parts of the ship as he went.

    “You’ve given me no reason not to.” I replied still feeling apprehensive. “How long till she gets here?”

“Only a couple minutes, she’s just down the street running some errands.” Peter replied, giving me an encouraging smile.

“Guessing I would end up meeting her at some point, but because you were skipping school was not what I was hoping.” I chuckled lightly.

“Yeah, Aunt May meets all my friends anyway and I’m sure she’ll understand.” He reiterated just as the chime above the diner door opened, I looked over and my breath caught in my chest, my heart skipped beat.

Peter released my hand as he turned in his seat, he called over to her and gave her small wave as my heart started to race. I could feel my hands start to tremble, Peter’s voice seemed to drown out as I looked up this woman who marched over to us. The same brunette hair, dark eyes, they way her lips set as she spoke to Peter. The voice was one I hadn’t heard in so long I almost forgot what it sounded like, a million thoughts, feelings and memories flood me at once.

My Aunt was my moms best friend, there was no blood relation to us, but she was my Aunt through and through. I guess when Peter said his Aunt’s name was May I didn’t put two and two together, after all this world was different then mine in so many ways. I just didn’t think May Parker, was the same May Parker from my world. My Auntie, the woman who took me in when my mom couldn’t deal with my gifts, the woman who gave me the nick name I had now. The woman who was murdered during a mugging leaving me with my uncle. Except in my world Peter didn’t exist, I know because both May and Ben had been only children.

Slowly I felt the tear slip down my cheek as she turned and looked at me. The softness in her eyes was the same I had seen for so many years, the look I had missed for so long. It felt like my heart was being ripped out again.

“Echo?” Peter asked, breaking me from my spell, I blinked hard a couple of times and looked around the diner, reminding myself this wasn’t her.

“I.. I gotta go.” I stuttered, sliding out of the booth and running out, not bothering to look back.

I rushed out into the busy sidewalk, looking both ways before heading in the direction of the compound. Tears continue to fall as I walked quickly in that direction, it felt like I had been punched in my gut. I knew that this world was similar but completely different then my world, but what I hadn’t been expecting was to see someone I knew, someone I cared about. The farther I got away from Peter and Auntie.. Aunt May, I began to calm back down, trying hard not to think about it.

I waited at a corner, thinking about hailing a cab so I could get back to the compound, I had a bit of cash on me that Happy had given me, also Wanda had given me some as well. Someone bumped into me, the world went black, and then to a deep crimson. I blinked a couple of times as I saw a silver streak course through the sky, Wanda flying next to him. I saw Peter dress in his red and blue Spider suit flung across the street and into a nearby building, chunks of brick falling down on top of him. A silver flash of Bucky’s arm as he sprinted toward a man dressed in all black.

No sooner then the vision started it stopped, leaving me confused. I looked over my shoulder, a man dress in a black on black suit stood behind me, his sandy blond hair cropped close to his scalp. Hazel eyes sparkled as he smiled down at me.

“Sorry Miss, I didn’t mean to startle you.” He told me, his English accent familiar to my ears. An icy shiver ran up my spine as I stepped away from him. A slow grin crossed his face as his eyes narrowed at me, I turned and bolted, something about that smile, I knew it, even if I didn’t remember him.

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- Full title: Love and War, based on a song by Fleurie

- Mostly edited, and hopefully better than original series.

-Warnings: violence, mention of wounds/blood??

WC: 1300 or less

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3rd Pov.


*STILL IN THE PAST, AT THE AIRPORT BATTLE STILL*


Rose steps forward as Steve leads them ready for the fight. They begin to jog, turning into a full sprint as they clash, those few flying in the air to crash together. Rose slides against the ground again, making T’Challa jump over her as she turns to stand and flips in the air towards Spider-Man.

She dodges Wanda’s moving debris, kicking the boy as she lands. He falls to the ground as Rose moves towards Wanda who threw Natasha against something away from Clint.

“Go to the jet, use the code 69251, it’ll open the door and check the hack. It should be close.” She urges as the boy stands and shoots at her. Rose flicks her hand for the shot to divert to the concrete. Spider Man slings himself at her, his feet connecting to her back as she hit the ground hard.

“I’m sorry.” Spider Man speaks through his mask, as Rose’s helmet was cracked. She pulls the plastic eye cover from the helmet, her face covered in a thin white mask except her eyes. She stands and kicks up hitting his abdomen, and flipping around to kick his legs out.

Rose diverts away, kicking T’Challa away from Bucky last minute as Wanda throws him through a metal walkway. She pulls Bucky to stand, giving him a nod as she rushes towards the Prince.

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- Full title: Love and War, based on a song by Fleurie

- Mostly edited, and hopefully better than original series.

- Warnings: violence, in the past

- WC: 1000 or so

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3rd Pov.


*STILL IN THE PAST IN CIVIL WAR*

(Not doing italics as it may take the whole chapter)


“He should be good.” Clint finishes as the man stumbles out.

“What time zone is this?” The man asks, glancing at Rose who he scrunched his eyebrows at.

“Who’s the kid?” He asks, and Rose rolls her eyes.

“I’m Rosabelle, Rose.” She says, and the man looks away to see Steve.

-

“Rose, your mission is to get the jet working. No doubt, Tony has some kind of mechanism to keep it from being taken.” Rose nods as they were all in their suits, ready to fight.

“I need you away from the main action, I’m not letting you fight.” Steve adds, and Rose steps forward to face him.

“Honestly, Captain, you wouldn’t be able to stop me.” She adds, and Steve smirks impressed for a moment as he got back to the task at hand.

-

Rose pulls on the white helmet, the black tinted cover hiding her face as she separated from the group, Steve heading out alone as a countermeasure through the parking zones of the airline.

Rose rushes through the parking garage of the abandoned airport, sprinting through the first floor of the airport. She pauses before a locked door of the jet, she flung her hand, the door flying completely off. It lands next to the jet softly, as she used her powers to make it hover to the ground quietly.

She rushes through the jet, attaching a metal device to a back hanger. A projected screen appears before it, numbers calculating to open the door. The numbers rearrange for a few seconds longer as it combines a five digit number and unlocks the door lowering to the ground.

“Rose.” Sam whispers as they still watch Steve talking to Tony’s group: James Rhodes (War Machine), Natasha, Spider-Man, and the Black Panther (aka T’Challa). 

Rose steps in, jogging to the pilot seat and setting the metal device on the command switches, the program beginning to hack in as it showed a loading sign as it decoded the protection unit.

“Sam, it’s gonna take some time, it’s fighting many firewalls and unscrambling codes.” Rose replies, scanning over the numbers and codex.

“Stay with it, keep it free. We’re heading towards you.” Sam orders, and Rose nods to herself, a feeling of slight helplessness hitting her.

“You are helping by accessing the jet.” She says to herself, as she checks the projecting blue screen.

“You could go out and help Cap distract them as the code works.” She persuades herself quietly, as her feet quickly moved on their own to exit the jet.

“Hey, the code for the jet door is 69251. I’ve reseted it, it’s the only way to get in.” Rose yells, sprinting back through the airport to meet up with Wanda and Clint.

“No, stay back.”

“Sorry, I can’t. I left the device, it won’t leave a trace. Tony won’t know it’s there until it’s accessed at 75%. Which’ll be in 4 minutes.”

Rose rushes to a stop next to Wanda, she gives her a look, which Rose counters.

“I can’t just be the IT girl, I have to do something.”

“You don’t even know what we are doing this for.” Wanda replies, and Rose nods in agreement.

“I know, I can guess pretty easily though. The government made you guys sign those accords, Prince T’Challa’s father was killed along with many others. Bucky looks like the supposed assailant, and Cap chose his side along with the rest of you. I can trust Steve’s decision, if I know you all have my back.” Rose finishes as Clint was also listening to her.

“You’re a pretty good kid, aren’t you?” He questions for a minute before looking back out to Steve.

“I’ve known my fair share of pain, heroism, and justice. I also have a cell phone and a TV.” She adds, and they chuckle as they all look to see Steve as Sam spoke through the comms.

“We got eyes on the jet in Hanger 5, Rose set up the device.” Sam says as Clint raises his bow back with an arrow ready. Steve shoots attached hands up. Clint fires his arrow, slicing through the white substance around his hands.

Scott, the Ant-Man, grows to his normal height, kicking Spider Man in the face as he hands Steve his shield back. Iron Man flies in the air, heading towards Rose, Wanda and Clint. Steve chases after the Black Panther, who was after Bucky and Sam.

Clint keeps Rose close as they sprint onto the runway, dodging Iron Man’s rockets as they blew up around them. Rose turns and flings a wave of force towards Tony, distracting for a second as Clint and Wanda continue sprinting and she rushes towards Steve.

Rose slides across the concrete, kicking out T’Challa’s legs as Cap dodges his claw strikes with his shield. She stands quickly as War Machine slams a large glowing bat against Steve’s shield. A loud crashing sound vibrated through the air, hitting those few close. Rose moves help Cap stand.

Steve gives her a warning look, as she shrugs and stands ready to fight. Rose jogs at T’Challa, using her power to dodge his claws. She uses her power force in the punches as he flips back from a power kick.

Steve flips to dodge Rhodes, Rhodey or War Machine, and kicks him down. Scott appears as Rose kicks T’Challa back again and lands back next to them.

“Cap, heads up!” Scott tosses a small gasoline truck into Steve’s hand, holding up a blue disk.

“Throw it at this. Now!” Scott yells as he throws the disk and Steve tosses the truck. The truck now growing to full 3 ton size in the air after hitting the disk.

It explodes on impact on top of Rhodes, flames flying everywhere as Rose ducks slightly to avoid shrapnel. Steve pulls her to sprint towards the jet, everyone meeting a couple hundred feet away as Steve led the way.

A yellow laser beam burns a line in front of them, Vision speaking as he lowered down to the ground and they stopped moving.

“You must surrender now.” Vision finishes as he touches the ground and everyone on Tony Stark’s side lands on the opposite side of the line, the same of Steve’s ready for a fight.

“What do we do, Cap?” Sam asks, and Steve takes a step forward.

“We fight.”

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- Full title: Love and War, based on a song by Fleurie

- Mostly edited, and hopefully better than original series.

Warnings: fluff, fighting/violence

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*A week later*

Rosabelle sighs, her hands zipping her small duffel bag shut as she glances to the letter on her white wooden desk. She grabs it softly, looking up to her Father who stood in her doorway..

“Are you ready?” He asks, moving to hold her duffel bag in his hand. His brown eyes scanning her matching ones as she nods.

“I have to talk to Peter. I’m making a stop in Scotland, before I meet you.” She adds, passing him in the hallway.

“I’ll drive. What is in Scotland?” Daniel, her Father, asks;making Rose tense only for a second.

“Something for Mr. Stark, for the internship, since we’re going to Europe.” She lies, sliding her letter into her small bag.

“I’ll also be there in a day or so, I’ve got to finish some work here.” He continues after nodding to her statements, surprising her slightly as he follows her to the door.

“You can’t be protective of me if you see him.” Rose continues as he locks the door behind them.

“I’m your Father, it’s apart of the job description.” He pushes as they walk down the stairs of their apartment building.

“You’ve sucked at important parts, Dad.” She responds back with a playful glare.

“Okay, I can get behind that. But that doesn’t mean I won’t think about doing it.” He adds lastly as they step out into the nightlife of Queens towards his SUV.

Rose steps out from the SUV, quickly hoping to catch Peter getting ready for sleep. She pauses before his Aunt’s apartment door, quietly knocking as Peter answers it with a toothbrush in his mouth. Suddenly choking, he ran to the sink and washed his mouth quickly. Peter rushes back with a shirt on and an embarrassed smile.

“Hey, Pete.” She says with a smirk as he chuckles and pulls her in for a soft kiss. He smiles as he pulls back looking down to connect their hands.

“What’s going on?” He questions and she looks back up at him.

“I have to go.”

“Oh, where?”
“Scotland, then Bucharest.”

“Really, why?”

“I got to help someone, then I’m going to meet with my Father to go meet someone.” He pauses his questions as she gives him a slight smile.

“Right now?”

“Yeah, my Father’s going later. I’ll text you once I land, and let you know how everything is going.” She promises and he sighs with a smile and kisses her again.

“Don’t have to much fun while I’m gone.” Rose jokes lastly as he hugs her and pulls away.

“I will try not to.” She gives him another last kiss and pulls away, disappearing from his hallway as she headed off to Scotland.

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- Full title: Love and War, based on a song by Fleurie

- Mostly edited, and hopefully better than original series. 

- Also, I have changed Rosabelle into more of a fighter in the next series in the story. She is more fierce and capable than I had wrote her in the first series.

- Warnings: fluffff

-WC: 1012, or maybe a little less

- *I do not own any gifs or pictures*

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3rd Pov.


*DREAM SEQUENCE FOR PETER (Chp 1)*

*Start*

Rose stood before Peter, his eyes low as she covered her right arm with his blue hoodie. Her father stands next to them, his hands holding her bag. She stared at him, her face flushed from soft tears.

“Peter.” She whispers shakily, her father stepping away towards his large SUV. Peter glances up slightly, his eyes red from brimming tears.

“I can’t stay here anymore.” Rose continues, her lips trembling.

“It is not safe for you. For anyone. I can’t control myself anymore. More of the stones have been appearing in my arm. I can barely control my power, Peter.” She says stepping closer, Peter keeping his head down as he held himself together.

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A.N…..

Basically an announcement that I’m editing the second series of Love and War, which is my Marvel story with Peter Parker.

I’m gonna add sort of a rendition of a cast list, or what I imagine the character to look like.


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Avengers: as themselves of course ;’) :

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Roseabelle inspiration:

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Rose’s Father ;) :

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Rose’s Mother:

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*might change inspo, but I like her*


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Summary:When people hear ‘Maya Stark’ everyone would think about the perfect, smart. good looking, rich, student body president of Midtown High.Nobody but her childhood friend Peter Parker AKA Spider-Man and her new team of heroes. Ava, Sam, Danny, and Luke AKA  white tiger, Nova, Iron fist, and Power Man knows about her secret of being Queen’s very own Mistress, soon to be ULTIMATE Mistress

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{Peter’s POV}

“Leap, forward leap. Flip!” Batroc laughed as I raced after him up the building with my spider-cycle. “C'est bon. C'est magnifique.”

“Your suckatude knows no bounds, Batroc.” I said as I slinged a web on his foot as I tried to slow him down but instead he managed to pull me off my Spider-cycle and make me hit places as he leaped around like a giant frog. Soon I was face flat on the back of a billboard as Baltroc got away.

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Batroc the Leaper. So off the radar, SHIELD doesn’t have a real file on him. What’s to know? He’s French. He leaps.

Another thing you guys must be wondering,Where the heck is Maya? Well, She’s at home getting work done early.

Why? You’ll see later

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“And zee bug goes splat.” Baltroc taunted. “But where is zee witch?”

{At Stark Household}

Maya sneezed as she suddenly felt ticked off. She stopped typing her report.

 "I feel like somebody just called me a witch…?“ Maya shivered slightly as she went back to typing. "Probably just my imagination.”

{Back with Spiderman}

“Taunting me is one thing, Baltroc” I said as I got down. “But calling names on my favorite partner is a whole nother level of wrong” I felt irritation, mixed with confusion. Why was I having such a strong reaction to this? Maya’s been called a witch plenty of times, but I never felt this overprotective. I quickly pounced on him as he was about to getaway.

“Spider-Man. Nick Fury says get back to SHIELD HQ for training.” I hung upside down next to White Tiger.

“Just because he’s the director of SHIELD doesn’t mean he can boss me around. Besides, Fury would be the first to say going solo on B-listers like Batroc is good training. Don’t be so official, White Tiger.” I said as I got on my feet and began walking. “When life gives you Batroc, make French toast.” Baltroc then kicked my face hard, sending me flying as he got up with a laugh.

“A boot in the face!” White Tiger tried to pounce on Baltroc with her claws but he moved away just in time as he bumped me hard, hitting the billboard playing J. Jameson.

“Way to go it alone,” I said annoyed as I sat there, a bit stuck.

“Get lazy and even the lame ones can splatter you. That’s what training’s for.” White Tiger said mockingly. “That and mastering new tools like electric claws.” White Tiger bloated as she activated her electric claws. I managed to get out of the billboard as Baltoc chased white Tiger. I quickly made a giant web as White tiger clawed a water plant as Baltoc hit the web and slinged far, defeating him.

“Is Spider-Man and Mistress a student at Midtown High? - Recently it was attacked” J.Jameson said before Baltoc hit the billboard making it explode.

“Where does he get that stuff?” I asked myself before White Tiger and I made our way back to S.H.I.E.L.D.

***{Maya’s POV} ***

I sighed as I closed my laptop. Finally finished my essay reports, school check-ins, and tomorrow night’s homework while also making sure I have free time tonight to catch that Sci-Fi movie with Danny.

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Why am I getting things done early? You may ask. 

Well, today is my annual every 19th of a month, a training session with the great powerful Sorcerer, Dr.Strange. 

My training with him is once a month since he’s always busy, and he is special because since I’m a sorceress I can learn to be better with my mind and magic with a great Sorcerer like Dr.Strange.

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I yawned as I fell on my bed. Man, I’m tired.

***{Timeskip}***

I was at school in my student office since I got here really early to check up on everything and leave a detailed schedule on what the Vice President, Gwen Stacy. I checked the time. 7:59. I gasped and quickly gathered my things as I quickly made my way to the cafeteria. I seemed to have made it just in time as I saw Danny saved me a seat next to him and Ava. I gratefully thanked him as I sat down to listen to Principal Coulson.

“all city campuses run on high alert. Report any suspicious persons immediately.” Coulson said as Peter dashed in here.

“I think I see one now” Flash joked at Peter as I frowned before smiling at Peter as he made his way to the seat next to Ava.

“Pretty good show with Batroc ze Leaper, huh, Ava?” Peter asked nudging her as she seemed unamused.

“Lapse training, and late for school? Good show, Parker” Peter sighed as he sat on the opposite side with Harry and MJ.

“Hey, Pete. They’re saying Spidey goes to the school. Girls love heroes, so help me spread the rumor it’s me, huh?” Harry slyly said.

“It probably is you, Harry. Who else could afford all those webs he squirts all over everything?” MJ stated.

“How could he be spiderman when you were both there at Harry’s party at the same time Spider-Man arrived? Harry can’t be in two places, can he? Plus he could just be having a sponsor.” I inputted.

“Maya’s got a point, And Spider-man doesn’t squirt, he shoots,” Peter said demonstrating it “And I don’t think it’s a good idea for anyone to pose as him right now.” He added on before Flash pushed him off his seat, sitting in his place.

“Speaking of squirts” Flash mockingly said as Peter got up and frowned at Flash.

“Thompson, Parker, pay attention” Principal Coulson snapped as I looked over at the man next to Coulson. Almost no hair, white strap around his head. Skinny yet muscular figure. And, his aura seemed off. It doesn’t give off a normal aura, but instead a darker one. He’s harboring evil intentions, but what is it? “Your gym teacher, Mr.Molskin will be out due to a freak accident after last night’s game. Mr. Jager will be your substitute until further notice.” I wonder how freaky.

“I look forward to the challenge of unlocking your …hidden talents,” Mr.Jager said with an accent as he looked at our group specifically as if searching us for something. I eyed him suspiciously, not trusting him at all now. I felt my magic senses go off as I saw him lock eyes with me.

‘bad intentions are being harbored, Stark’

Peter and I’s senses are sorta different in a way. His only alerts him of danger that is seconds away from occurring, mines comes with a voice that tells me something that hints me towards potential danger.

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Awkward phrasing or veiled threat? You be the judge.

The answer is pretty obvious

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***

We were in the gym now, we were arranging the teams in dodgeball when one of the Office helpers came in and gave Mr.Jager a pass, he didn’t seem so happy. I wonder why? He grudgingly made his way towards me and gave me the pass with a frown.

“Go, Miss Stark” I took the pass as I packed my things, while also stealing glances at Mr.Jagar. Why is he so upset about me leaving early?

“Annual Magic session?” Peter whispered as he handed me my phone-which I lent him earlier since his was dead.

“Yeah. Doctor Strange may be patient, but he doesn’t like being kept waiting, besides I learn a lot from him since he’s the only other person I know that shares practically the exact same abilities as I do” I whispered back as I placed my shoulder bag on. 

“Text me later, you know what time I get off training”

“I hate gym without you, Maya”

“One a month Peter, Once a month. I’ll make it up to you”

“Tonight?”“Got plans with Danny, Tomorrow night?”

“What are you two doing?”

“We’re going to watch a Sci-fi movie”

“Oh, Okay”

“Got to go, remember. Text me later” Peter nodded as I left the room, Feeling Mr.Jagar’s deep stare as I left.By the time I made it to the office, I saw Doctor Strange sitting there waiting, in his casual clothes. I grinned as I made my way there.“Mr.Strange,” I said with a grin. He looked up with a small smile.

“Let’s get going, shall we? Maya” I nodded as we made our way to a dark alley. “You remember the group transportation spell from our last lesson, don’t you?”

“I’ve been practicing a lot”

“Did you torture your father?” Dr. Strange chuckled as I nervously chuckled, remembering how annoyed and irritated dad was by the number of times I had purposefully accidentally teleported him all over the Avengers Tower whenever I practiced.

“Maybe…?”

“Why don’t we put the spell into use? Teleport us in our usual spot in the forest clearing in the Amazon.” I nodded as I focused my mind on that location.

“Cali mon ta rēn fooloo belaga.” I chanted the spell. I opened my eyes to see we were in our clearing…except I was on the grass and Doctor Strange was in the lake soaking…oops? I helped Doctor Strange out mumbling sorry a lot of times as he brushed it off as he snapped his fingers drying himself quickly.

“Except for that misfortune of me being in the lake, you seem to have successfully brought us here” I grinned as he waved his hand as we were soon in our cloaks. “Since your strongest point is your mind, we’ll start with meditating to sharpen your focus and to get you relaxed. I can sense you’ve been stressed recently.” I sighed as I sat down with my legs crossed as Dr.Strange did the same.

“Yes. With school going haywire, New team, and stark internship. I do have a lot on my plate”

“Seems your a very well relied on person”

“it’s an honor and a curse”

“You know the drill” I nodded as I took a breath in and closed my eyes. I focused on clearing my mind. I felt my body go light as I took slow breaths. I focused my mind on my breathing. I sensed Doctor Strange was doing the same. “Free your mind of worries,” Doctor Strange said in a low, calming tone. “Let go of any doubts or regrets” I sighed in relaxation.

***{Peter’s POV}***

20 minutes in and I already miss Maya a bunch. We played dodgeball and I allowed myself to get hit in the face by a ball I could have easily dodged but I didn’t, for the sake of my identity. Even though I got snarky responses from Ava, Maya not only gave me snarky responses about how I shouldn’t be getting myself hurt to hide my identity and just dodge simple things like that, she would also secretly place her hand on mines to use a bit of her magic to make the pain go away when nobody is noticing us, which makes getting slammed by a dodgeball in the face by Flash Thompson all worth it.

“I’m looking for finalists for the citywide athletic achievement contest. I want to see everything you’ve got in this obstacle course. Push yourselves to the limit. Don’t give me less than 110 percent.” I never even knew those things existed! Couch Jager walked down the line us students had stood in. He made us all look him in the eye which was pretty creepy.

“You could learn a thing from him,” Ava said as she glanced at me from her spot next to me in line.

“How to creep people out?” I asked as I glanced back at her oddly.

“Mr.Thompson!” Couch Jager yelled as he turned around. “Go!”

“I’ll show you how it’s done,” Flash said cockily. “And make sure to record it people, I want Maya to see this!” I rolled my eyes. Maya wouldn’t be interested in him even if he walked through fire. Flash ran through the obstacle course only stumbling a bit before falling face flat in front of the couch, not bad for a rookie. “Good, huh, coach? - Am I in?” Flash asked excitedly as Couch Jager turned his back.

“Okay, next one up.” He yelled. “Go! Ayala, next.” Ava went through the course with her swiftness through being white Tiger. “Rand, next!” Danny went through with ease with incredible balance. “Osborn, next!” Harry went through the course stumbling and tripping, obviously not meant for these kinds of stuff. “Cage! Go!” Luke went through the course before getting stuck in the tire instead of going through it.

“Can we get some man-sized tires up in here people? Seriously.” He said annoyed.

“Mr.Parker, your last” Couch Jager said in a deep tone as they finally got Luke out of the tire.

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How sweet would it be to show them all what I can really do? Move on to the citywide championships?

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“You can begin anytime today.” Couch Jager said, pulling me out of my daydreams. “The course doesn’t run itself, Mr.Parker.” I purposely made myself fail as I pretended to struggle climbing the wall before falling down, fake of course. Man I wish Maya was here to take the pain away. Couch Jager grunted as I got up and went up to the others. “I’ll see three of you tomorrow” He said to us. “Rand, Osborn, Thompson. The rest of you, anemic.”

“Tomorrow? Saturday?” Danny exclaimed as Couch Jager walked off.

“Did I stutter?”

“Danny, Flash, and Harry? Harry? I aced that thing.” Ava complained. “Why am I not a finalist? Because I’m a girl?”

“Are you the only person on Earth who sees school on a Saturday as a good thing?” I asked.

“Maya and Fury were right. You are too soft” Ava said. “You know, I say we show Mr.Jager who can do what. You and I are going to come back tomorrow anyway, list or no list and run that course again. You know what, I’ll even bring Maya along to do it too” By this point the others already walked off.

“If I’m late, you can start without me. Finish too. I’m beat. I have tomorrow set aside for sleep and a movie marathon with Maya by night ” I yawned out. “Doesn’t that Jager creep you out?” I said as we looked at him doing Jumping Jacks facing the wall.

“I work with a guy whose feet stick to walls. No one creeps me out.” Ava said before she walked off. I stared at Couch Jager stretching suspiciously before walking off myself.

***

I was having an amazing dream of J. Johnson proclaiming every day to be Spiderman Day with me sitting on Iron Man and Thor’s shoulders as the crowd cheered my name with confetti everywhere before my phone began to rang waking me up as I groaned. I picked up my phone to see Ava calling.

“Hello? Peter, have you heard from Harry?” Ava asked, “It’s noon, and no one’s come out from the gym yet.”

“I’m not late for training,” I said as I rubbed my eyes.

“Something’s wrong. We can’t get into school. The fence is electrified.” I heard Maya’s voice. “I’m almost certain it has to do with Jager”

“It’s Saturday. Why are you-Did you say the school’s electrified?” I said as I bolted up from my bed as I went to get my Spider-man suit.

“Get here now!” the girls yelled as they hung up before I smirked and got there quick in my Spider-man suit as I stood next to Ava.

“That quick for you?” I smugly said as Ava had to take a double look as Maya sighed. “Yeah, I’m that good”

{Maya’s POV}

Ava and I quickly changed into our own hero selves as I levitated myself over the gate as the other two leaped over.

“Something’s up.” White Tiger said. “We should call Coulson.” White Tiger began to call on her com wrist before Spidey interrupted.

“No.” He said stopping her. “We should go solo on this!” We raised our eyebrows at him as he began to explain himself. “Eh, you know, together, the three of us. We can handle this.” Spidey placed his hand on her shoulder before she glared at him with a warning look as he soon let go before we looked at the school. “SHIELD added security to protect the school from well, for us. Probably just a misfire.”

“Or Jager took them captives” I inputted as I glared at the school. “My senses gave off a warning when I looked into his eyes the other day.”

“Yeah, maybe but, who electrifies a fence and leaves the door unlocked?” Spidey said as he opened the door as we moved in the dark hallways.

“Dark, creepy, dank.” White Tiger complained as she stepped in a puddle.

“I told you not to come to school on a Saturday” Spidey said.

“Hello? Is anyone there? Help!” We got serious as we ran towards the source. “Help! Can anyone hear me? Oh, I sure could use a hand. I’ve got myself in quite a pickle here.” The Janitor said as we stopped to see him pinned to the wall by a robotic arm, the security system. “Oh, if Irving Forbush could see me now.” He gushed.

“Hang tight, Janitor Guy. We’ll get you out” Spidey began to pull on the arm as I sighed. I focused my mind on levitating the arm off.

“Movere.” I ordered the robotic arm as my eyes began to glow purple as I moved the robotic arm from the Janitor giving him time to move out before I let go of the arm as did Spidey as it clammed itself back in the wall. Spidey walked back to us as he wiped his hands.

“Mucho malfunction security system.” He said as the Janitor took out a handkerchief to wipe his forehead before we heard a click

.“Don’t move” White Tiger said as we froze in place.

“Oh my,” the Janitor said still a bit shaken from the robotic arm, he moved a bit before he fell down a pit as we quickly went around the pit as we heard a thud, guessing he had a rough landing. “Wow, there’s a lot of wax build-up down here.” Guessing he’s fine. The pit closed on us as we stood up.

“Who built the security? Dr. Doom?” Spidey questioned before we began searching around. Once we passed Coulson’s office White Tiger snapped.

“I’m calling Coulson” She attempted to call him as I noticed something green shining from his office as I looked through the window to see him.

“No phone needed,” I said as Spidey took a glance behind me. “He’s already here”

“On a Saturday? Agent Coulson?” White Tiger questioned as she walked up to the door. Spidey slowly opened the door.

“Don’t come into my office” Coulson said before we opened the door to see him upside down, hanging on top of his desk with nothing but a white men’s tank top and his underwear.

“I can see why he wanted to be alone.” Spidey jokes. “Nice tighty whities.” I cringed as I looked somewhere else. Seeing my dad in his underwear is one thing, seeing my principal in them is a whole nother story.

“The whole school is rigged,” Coulson informed us. “Taskmaster corrupted the SHIELD security tech.”

“Who?” White Tiger asked.

“Assassin. Hates me. Hates Fury”

“We have to contact Fury” White Tiger exclaimed as she tried to but seemed to fail.

“You can’t. He jammed the frequencies.” Coulson said. “You shouldn’t have come to school today.”

“Told you.” Spidey mocked as I slightly sent a shock at him as he began to rub his arm. “Oww! Maya!” Should’ve watched his mouth. If there was one thing us Starks hate, it’s being proven we’re wrong.

“Work on getting yourselves out of here, and then find Fury. Don’t waste time on me, and definitely don’t go after Taskmaster alone.” Coulson commanded. “He’s a combat chameleon. Do you understand?”

“Wait,” Spidey said. “He was bitten by a radioactive chameleon?”

“Not everyone is bitten by a radioactive living thing to gain powers,” I said as I sweatdropped before we all heard a yell as I soon recognized it as,

“That’s Harry!” Spidey exclaimed. “I remember that scream from slasher movie night at camp Maya and I went to a summer ago! Let’s go!” Before I can object the two ran off as I sighed and ran as well.

“If Taskmaster sees you do it, he can do it. Fight him once, he’s as good as you, you hear me?” Coulson yelled as Harry yelled again. Bet a million the two didn’t hear him as well as I heard his warning.

“What did Coulson just say?” White Tiger asked as I caught up with them as we turned a corner.

“I don’t know. I couldn’t hear him.” Spidey said confirming my statement. I should tell them, but I’d rather make things interesting and see how long it takes before they realize it themselves. My senses began to go off as did Spidey’s.

“My senses! Get down!” I yelled as we slid down as rockets went past us quick before we began running again.

“If Flash and Harry are here at least they’ve got Danny to protect them,” Spidey said as one of the two hallways were closing.

“I’ll take this way! You guys check the other!” I yelled as I slid under the closing gate as they did the same in the other. I had a feeling Danny would have to separate from them to really fight, he might need backup. “O me ducere ad Rand” I muttered as I soon began to sense Danny’s aura nearby as I followed the arrow I conjured. By the time I made it to him, I seem to have been too late as I saw Danny unconscious. “Danny!” I gasped as the wall behind me shut as well leaving the two of us trapped. I kneeled down as I placed his head on my lap as I checked him out.

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AND NO! Not the way you perverted readers. I’m 16 and Danny’s just a friend I care a lot for, okay?________________________________________________________________________________

I saw how beaten up he looked as he kept groaning in pain. Taskmaster must’ve used all his moves on him, and let me tell you this, his moves are NOT ones that are little pain. His injuries are really major but there’s no blood and it seems like his pulses are still there. Even healing this would take a bit of my core magic…but it’s for the sake of Danny, right? He’s done a lot to hold us all together. It’s my turn to return his generosity. I took a deep breath as I lifted my hands to hover above him as I closed my eyes.

“Curare patiens, nunc autem poena inops dolor, maneant modo poena, et non reverta!” I chanted as I felt a glow surround me and Danny. “Curare patiens, nunc autem poena inops dolor, maneant modo poena, et non reverta!” I kept chanting as I slowly healed Danny. Curare patiens, nunc autem poena inops dolor, maneant modo poena, et non reverta!“ Danny began to wake up as I soon noticed and stopped chanting as I felt faint a bit.

"Maya?” He said with a husky tone, which strangely made me flush slightly.Maybe it was just me being exhausted. I smiled as I soon collapsed as he- now fully recovered- caught me. “Maya!” I felt him remove my mask and placed down the hood of my cloak as he kept yelling my name.

“I’m weak, but I’m not deaf” I joked as Danny sighed.

“You didn’t have to exert yourself in that way, You had me worried”

“Don’t ugh, worry. I used less than Venom and since this is the second time since last week, I think I’ll not faint as much.” I saw the lights go back on and doors open.

“Guess Taskmaster was taken care of”

“We missed the fun” I chuckled breathlessly.

“Can you still change back to your average clothes? I think I hear sirens”

“Can you help me up?” Danny nodded with a small blush as he placed my arm over his shoulder as his other arm supported my back as he wrapped it behind my waist. "Should I wrap my leg to cover up I’m just magically exhausted?“

"Probably” Danny joked as he slightly chuckled.

***

“No one in this school is cool enough to be Spidey or that cool chick Mistress, so forget that rumor. “ Flash excitedly said to a newscast. "That said, I totally helped Spider-Man save the dump. I had no clue where Mistress was but I bet you I helped her out too,” We all including Coulson watched from afar as Flash and Harry get interviewed. I had my leg wrapped up with a bandage from the Nurse’s office which conveniently was where we were trapped in as I let Danny support me.

“Flash Thompson finally did me a favor.” Peter joked.

“Taskmaster never even suspected Peter Parker was Spider-Man and since Maya was absent, Mistress wasn’t suspected either,” Ava said. “Your creativity was just as strategic as my training.” She praised Peter. “More even.”

“Really?” Peter raised his eyebrow a bit confused from the sudden praise.

“Going solo paid off, okay?”

“ There’s still one thing I don’t get at all,” Peter said as he turned to Coulson. “The tight briefs. Really?”

“I swim,” Coulson said sternly as he turned his head.

“Leave the man’s underwear alone, Pete, or he’ll get short with you.” Ava joked as we all laughed while Coulson walked away having quite enough jokes from us.

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Does SHIELD have some kind of mind wiper, because I really need that image out of my head.

Don’t need to tell me twice. I’ll be in SHIELD’s laboratory creating a memory potion if you need me.

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I’d grown up a lot over the past five years. When mom died I didn’t really have a choice. Dad did his best to take care of me but his job demanded a lot. From him and me. Thankfully, I had my best friend to help me get through everything…

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I’d grown up a lot over the past five years. When mom died I didn’t really have a choice. Dad did his best to take care of me but his job demanded a lot. From him and me. Thankfully, I had my best friend to help me get through everything…

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“Hey Happy,” I kicked my legs as I sat on the edge of the rooftop. It had been three hours since I left. I’d texted May to let her know I was okay but I couldn’t go back yet, “Not much to report today. I helped some tourists with directions, stopped a purse snatcher, and managed to stop some two-by-fours from falling ten stories off a construction site.” 

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I’d grown up a lot over the past five years. When mom died I didn’t really have a choice. Dad did his best to take care of me but his job demanded a lot. From him and me. Thankfully, I had my best friend to help me get through everything…

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Peter’s POV

I hadn’t been to school for three days. I felt sick, and tired and sore every time I moved from my bed. It had been happening since the visit to Columbia. Was it something I ate that morning? Or at lunch? I had thought it was food poisoning for the longest time. But today, as I rolled over in my bed to answer my ringing cell phone, I figured out it wasn’t what I thought at all.

My glasses lay on my desk on the other side of the room. I shouldn’t have been able to see them so clearly. The ringing persisted as I struggled to make sense of what was happening and it was making my head pound uncomfortably. I moved towards my vibrating cell phone and saw Sammy’s name on my screen. I answered it quickly and the sound from the phone hurt my ears, making the splitting pain in my head double. I let out a small shout as she spoke quickly, clutching my ear.

It took me a minute to realize Sam wasn’t yelling.

“Peter? Peter, hello?” her voice rang through the earpiece and I held it away from me a good distance, still able to hear her clearly.

“Hey, Sammy,” I said, my voice shaking slightly, still trying to make sense of why I was feeling this way. I didn’t have a splitting migraine a moment ago.

“Where the hell have you been, Parker?!” she sounded angry now and I laughed to myself slightly, my heart hammering because she missed me. Of course she did, idiot, you ran off without a word and haven’t spoken to her for three days.

“I’ve, uh, been sick,” I said, not really lying. I did feel sick, I just wasn’t sure if I really was. I was walking around my room, finally coming to realize that I was seeing without my glasses, that I was hearing Sam talk perfectly clear without her being on speaker phone or holding the phone to my ear. The more I walked around, the more I talked to her, the more I realized my head wasn’t hurting as much.

“Can you meet me for a cup of coffee today? Around five? I have homework and notes to give you or you’ll fall too far behind.”

“Well we can’t have that, can we? Lord knows I have to beat you out on that geometry test coming up! I’ll meet you at Jackson’s Coffee House at five, sound good?”

Sam fell silent, whispered a scared, “I have to go. See you-” and the line fell silent.

“Sam? Sam-” I tried but the line was already dead, my phone now showing the lock screen of Sam and I at Coney Island, her laughing as I shoved cotton candy in her face.

I looked at my phone for a long while, something not feeling right about the way her mood had shifted. The way she sounded scared. My mind drifted back to the day of the school trip, the bruises that I had seen on her arm. She was hiding something from me, and she had been for a while. Maybe it was my fault for never noticing, maybe all I had to do was ask her why she was always wearing my hoodie, maybe she would have told me.

But I never asked, and she never said. It was time for that to end. I had to go talk to her, right now, find out what was going on with her. Find out what I had failed to notice for the last who knows how many years.

I got to my feet, walked briskly to my closet and grabbed the first pair of jeans and a tee shirt that I saw. I pulled my converse on and opened my bedroom door, walking out to the living room.

Aunt May and Uncle Ben were in the kitchen making breakfast. “Peter!” Uncle Ben said in surprise. “Pancakes?”

“I have to go- something’s wrong with Sammy.”

My aunt and uncle looked at eachother. Aunt May spoke first. “Peter, just have a seat honey. I’m sure Sam is fine-”

“No she’s not. I know she’s not. She hasn’t been for a long time,” I said, anger rising in me. I took some deep breaths and looked my aunt in the eye. “I just talked to her. Something’s wrong- I have to go.” Her eyes bored into mine, searching for something to clue her in. But I had nothing to clue her in to. I didn’t know what was wrong. I just knew something was.

“Okay,” my uncles voice said quietly. “May, I’ll drive him. Let’s go, Pete.”

I followed my uncle from the apartment, grabbing a jacket off the hook by the door as I went. Uncle Ben drove in silence to Sam’s apartment building only a few blocks away. It was a walk I made every day, before and after school, one they had never said they’d drive me to before. I could’ve walked, easily, like I always had but judging by the tight clench of his jaw, it was best not to point this out to him. We pulled up to Sam’s and even with the door closed and the windows up in the car, I could still hear screaming coming from inside.

“Do you hear that?” I asked, turning to Uncle Ben, eyes wide.

He shook his head at me before saying, “I’ll loop around a few times. Be back out here in twenty minutes.”

I nodded at him and opened the door to the car, climbing out. I made my way up to her apartment on the third floor, the yelling getting louder with every step I took. My stomach twisted and turned nervously, my hair standing on end as I climbed the familiar flights of stairs.

-you can’t! Stop right now!” It was the desperate cry of a woman. I picked up my pace, fearing it was Sam, it sounded so much like her, but different somehow.

I can do whatever I please!” A loud male voice answered back, authority ringing through his voice. I came to a halt outside of Sam’s door, my hand raised to knock loudly when I heard her voice. This time I had no doubt it was her, this time I knew I was hearing my best friend shout in fear.

Dad- please-” her voice was small as though she was cowering in a corner. Cowering away from her dad. My hand dropped to my side. Something in my head was clicking together.

She never let me meet her parents, always kicking me out or telling me to climb down the fire escape when they were coming home. She always wore something with long sleeves, a sweater, a button up, a jacket, it didn’t matter. She was always covered up. The bruises that littered her arms that I saw three days ago. The hurried goodbye on the phone today.

I immediately banged on the door. “Sam! Sam are you home? It’s Peter!” I had to stop it. I had to get to her. All noise inside the apartment stopped. I continued to pound on the door until finally it swung open, revealing a tall, beefy man.

Sam’s dad was terrifying. He was tall, at least 6'5" and towered over me. He was well built and muscly without being too fit like many people. He had large hands that were clenched into fists and his face was contorted in anger. He had beady black eyes, so unlike Sam’s own bright blue orbs. “Who are you,” Mr. Carter growled at me.

I stared up at this man and my eyes darted behind him to Sam. She was laying on the ground, her hair a mess and I saw her without a jacket on for the first time. Her arms were covered in black and blue marks that looked like an overly firm grip took hold of her too many times. My eyes went wide, staying locked on her, anger and fear rising in me quickly.

“I said,” Mr. Carter growled again, causing my eyes to dart back to him and gulp. “Who are you?”

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Young Love [ Peter Parker X OC ] PART THREE

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Summary: Being the youngest in the Guardians of the Galaxy was amazing, but meeting the youngest Avenger was worth becoming a Guardian.

MAIN CHARACTER’S NAME IS EDEN LANG, DAUGHTER OF SCOTT LANG

A/N: Hey everyone! So I got this idea from @elephantimagines, here’s the original post.

All credit to her for the great prompt!

Also, not all dialogue will be exact from Infinity War!!!

Part One, Part Two, Part Four

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Eden wanted to view some of the future beforehand to prepare herself, but Strange said it probably wasn’t the best idea. Peter thought otherwise and said it was super awesome she could do that. She was slowly falling for him.

“Do you have to do something specific? Like hum or say a chant or do something crazy?” Peter asked her as they climbed up to their hiding place where they would wait for Thanos.

“No, I just concentrate really hard and it comes in small pieces. I actually saw you and Strange before we met you guys,” Eden told him and sat down on a stable piece.

“Cool,” Peter smiled and sat next to her.

She nodded and closed her eyes, reaching out for anything useful.

She saw only flashes of Peter; him smiling at her, his face looking concerned, him yelling her name in fear, then Tony holding her hand.

Eden snapped back into reality when she felt Peter place a hand on her shoulder, “You were screaming.”

“What?” She said with a small shake of her head. “Sorry… I do that sometimes whenever I see something that’s frightening or will take a toll on me in the future.”

“It’s alright… So you have any other abilities?”

“I can crush someone’s brain if I stare into their eyes for long enough. I can control it, though,” She told him and glanced up at him.

“You just get cooler and cooler,” Peter said with true amazement on his face.

“Thanks,” she giggled and looked away. “You know, maybe I’ll go back to earth.”

“Really?” He said with a bright smile. “I could show you the best spots in Queens! Like the sandwich place I always eat at, the Thai place, and the monuments.”

He gushed on and on about how he would treat her to ice cream and any new music she missed out on.

Eden looked at him with great affection when they heard a loud whistle from down below.

“Stop flirting, spiderboy!” Quill yelled which made the two laugh even though they were embarrassed. They forgot to turn off their earpieces for their conversations.

“He’s like your dad,” Peter chuckled.

“He’s my official space dad,” Eden told him in a proud way. “His girlfriend, one of the Guardians, is my space mom. You definitely need to meet her! And Rocket and Groot. Well, Groot is a teenager right now so he’s either moody or playing his video game.”

“Sounds like a lot of boys in my school. I think I’ll be able to handle him.”

“All he says is ‘I am Groot.’ If you don’t understand him, it gets annoying after awhile.”

“What is he?”

“A literal tree.”

Peter stared at Eden for a long moment, “Okay then…”

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Eden and Peter stayed up there, talking about anything and everything before Thanos arrived. They eventually just sat in comfortable silence.

When he did arrive, Peter gave Eden’s hand a squeeze and his mask appeared on his head, “Remember, dont die so I can take you on that date.”

“Who said it was a date?”

“Oh, well, um…”

“I’m just joking, now let’s be quiet, “ Eden smirked and looked down bellow where Strange was taunting Thanos.

Eden had seen him before, only in pictures though and videos of him slaying children and him being vicious.

“It was,” Thanos said before he lifted the gauntlet. A red line went in the air and expanded, showing what the planet looked like.

Peter looked over at Eden who met his bright, mechanical eyes. She mouthed to him, “Damn, this place was beautiful.”

Peter nodded and drew his attention back to Thanos’ speech that was beginning to become long. Get to the point already, dude, Peter thought.

“I’m a survivor,” Thanos said, almost proudly.

“Who wants to murder trillions.”

“With all six stones I can simply snap and they will all cease to exist,” He snapped his fingers and continued. “I call that mercy.”

Eden peered over at Peter again, but he was too focused on the conversation.

“Then what?”

“I finally rest… and watch the sunrise on a great full universe. The hardest choices require the strongest wills.”

Eden rolled her eyes. How can he be the worst of the worst and want to reward himself with a sunset? Pathetic.

Strange began to move his hands together, “I think you’ll find our will equal to yours.”

“Our?” Thanos questioned.

Tony came crashing down on him with a giant piece of debris.

“Piece of cake, Quill,” Tony said through the earpieces.

Peter wrapped his arm around Eden’s waist and swung them down to do their part when Tony got attacked by thousands of bats.

He shot a web and Eden cut a deep wound in his arm.

They slid away from Thanos and waited to butt in again like Strange had explained to them.

Peter then grabbed her hand in his cold, metal one and gave it squeeze, “Nice shot.”

They watched as Strange appeared and attempted to hold him down.

“Hey, um, I know this is very random and not the right time,” Peter began to speak, “but I never asked how old you are.”

“I’m seventeen.”

“Me too!”

Eden shook her and smiled, loving how odd he was in intense and serious situations. He reminded her of Quill, but instead of fatherly love, it was the type of love that made her heart beat uncontrollably.

Quill began to jump onto platforms made by Strange before attaching a bomb to his back. He landed before saying, “Boom!” Then he proceeded to flip him off and jump backwards in a portal.

Peter readied himself to jump through the portals like Strange had practiced with him.

The cloak wrapped around Thanos’ hand when the portals opened up for Peter.

Eden raced forward and slid on the ground, striking at both of his legs while Peter continuously punched and kicked him.

“Magic!” He shouted excitedly, “More magic! Magic with a kick!”

Eden wanted to laugh but Thanos grabbed for her, but she was able to slid on her side, away from him.

“Magic with a-“

Peter was grabbed forcefully around the neck and thrown to the ground.

Eden screamed and went forward, only able to stab his arm in anger. Thanos shouted in response and removed the blade, hitting Eden to the ground harshly. He threw Peter in the air who knocked Strange down in the process.

Eden blinked heavily before she felt Drax grab her into his arms and run off. He placed her down on a flat surface and noticed that she was barely conscious.

“Eden?” Drax said and shook her shoulder.

“I’m… alright,” she whispered but then groaned from the pain in her head. “I can do this… Where’s Peter? Is he alright?”

An explosion from Tony caught their attention. But it soon backfired as Thanos shot it back at Tony, sending him flying through the air.

Eden stood up and approached Thanos right when Peter got a web around the gauntlet and pulled on it. But Eden was too late when Thanos tossed him aside.

She ran towards him and grabbed ahold of him in her arms, “Are you okay? Peter?”

Then, Nebula came crashing down with her ship, right into Thanos.

“Woah,” The two teens exclaimed.

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Peter Parker x Genderqueer!OMC OMC is also a loki kid so it’s like he’s part giant for a little. It’s pure fluff

Warnings: ‘tis gay, mentions of robert frost, not mentioned but Peter is totally trans in this btw

               Finn was strange. Very strange. With the tip of his black heels to the tip of his shaved head, Finn was just asking to be bullied. So obviously Flash answered that question, and that’s how he met Peter Parker and breaking out of lockers extraordinary. And Finn, Finn could punch hard, which he was planning on doing one day. One day. Some day. Maybe Sunday.

               Peter was the first to know the strange secret, and it started with a sleep over at his house. “My dad’s Loki, and my mum’s Loki, a different Loki, but like still, I’m not what you call human,” Finn answered honestly. The truth or dare question was “what are you” and it was supposed to be something immature like “gay” or “a horse’s half sibling” or maybe “fucking handsome” which were all true but then again, that was a good answer.

               And then Peter took a deep breath and pulled a mask from under his bed. “And I’m Spiderman!” He said, slipping it on. Through the mask, you could see his exaggerated features. His kid like cheeks and nose and brow bone that seemed to jut out at just the right angle. And the outline of his mouth when he rambled showed where his lips were. And that’s all that Finn could stare at, as well as his frog mouth. “My Spidey senses are tingling.” He leans forward on his bed so he’s next to Finn. “Well really, it’s a gaydar, or a please-be-gaydar.”

               “If Spidey just wants a kiss all he had to do was ask…” Finn whispered. He lifted his hands from the comforter and on to his face. Slowly he lifted the mask to uncover his mouth. “I’ve always wanted to kiss spider-man.” Finn mumbles.

               “And I’ve always wanted to kiss Finn.” Peter mimics the slightly awed tone in his voice. Peter moves in, and tilts his head slightly, and melts onto the ice-cold lips of Finn.

               Finn let himself shift, let his skin turn to stone and let the ice and strands of snowy hair weave themselves into him. Cracked and mossy he opens his hazy eyes, gray like ice in the dark. “Peter?”

               “Yeah…”

               “We just kissed, right?” Finn asked.

               “Finny,” peter murmured, resting his head in the junction of Finn’s neck. “You’re just like a…” He paused and tried to shift comfortably on the ice and stone skin. “Those walls, the ones they built in new England.”

Finny smiled. “The mending walls.” He shifted back, to the normal way he was. “Those flat stones stacked on top of one another, the ones frost wrote about.”

“That poem is like a wall itself.” Peter says.

“I’m not made of boulders,” Finn said.

“You’re a mending wall,” Peter said. “A wall of stone with cracks for water and ice and little mice to hide in.” He sat in Finns lap now.

“Don’t try to cross to steal me apples.”

“Good fences make good neighbors.” He recited.

“What fence?” And we kissed again and Peters chest rested against mine.

“You’re a mending wall, Finn, so many little places to call home,” he said, “you just need to do a little mending for me.”

“What kind?” Finn asked.

“Be there for me. Please.”

“There is no mending wall, we live together.”

Finn learned to pick lockers from the inside, so when he and peter got stuck in one again, he could break them out, with yelling for a janitor. It was cramped and they were so close in the hot metal contraption of death, their sweat stuck them together.

“Do you want to stay?” Finn asked.

“It’s a little cramped, but I can make do.” Peter leaned in for kiss but stopped right before, letting his breath fan over Finn’s panting mouth. “Kiss me behind this metal mending wall.”

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LEGACY: A Tony Stark Daughter Story

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Word Length: 925ish

Summary: The Team is wary of Thor’s Vision.

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Tony helped me up as we all watched in confusion and shock. With the hammer fuming with lightning, Thor set hit the cradle. He stopped once the cradle started beeping. It was overloaded with power now. We all stood there staring at it, waiting for something to happen. Tony stepped in front of me and pushed me back, shielding me from what might come out of there. The cradle exploded open sending Thor flying backwards and a red-skinned man, if that’s what you would call it, appeared from the cradle.

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