#Peter Parker and Morgan Stark Against The Universe

[hurtspideyparker]

Thinking about restless spirit Tony Stark who just can't move on to the after life.

The first thing he does once he realizes he's an apparition is check on Pepper and Morgan. True to their word, they're okay. He watches them for a bit but feels this deep unrest pulling him away from the quaint home he yearns for.

There's a deep wrongness within him, some unfinished business that draws him back to New York.

He fears for a moment that it's Peter- but no, it can't be him. He'll be in Massachusetts right now, attending MIT as a freshman. There isn't a doubt in Tony's mind that his little genius is already making his mark.

Still, he follows the pull of his spirit to some dingy Queens' apartment he's never been to before.

It's deep in the night yet the apartment is empty. He looks around a bit, his body phasing through anything he attempts to touch.

It's small and dirty. There's old coffee cups on the desk, alongside a couple GED manuals. Great, the universe thinks he has unfinished business with some broke high school dropout.

He's pondering how he must have screwed up this kid's life; was it the Avengers, Stark Industries? Maybe his old playboy lifestyle is finally coming to bite him in the ass.

His contemplation is cut short by the sound of the window cracking open.

It strikes Tony for a moment that maybe he's stuck on Earth to be a guardian angel, Iron Man living on as some invisible protector against whatever creep is sneaking into people's windows. It doesn't make much sense considering the whole non-corporeal thing, but he still stiffens like he's ready for a fight.

He sees a man- no, a thing? A creature maybe, or an alien. Even in death Tony can't escape being one of Earth's mightiest heroes.

The creature is shrouded in darkness, something slick and bald crawling inside the room with terrifying grace and silence. It shuts the window with a soft kssssh as the seal is formed.

And then it pulls off its mask.

There, with the click of a table lamp, glows the face of Peter Parker.

He's definitely older now; sturdier shoulders, a rugged set of his jaw, hair tamed to something semi-professional. Still present, though, are those gentle brown eyes.

Nothing makes sense right now. Why is his kid here, in this apartment? Surely May wouldn't allow this. How many tenant laws does this place break? Where are his little sidekick friends? And on what planet would Peter Parker ever need a GED?

Tony's getting angry now, watching Peter move around the tiny space. He changes out of his costume and into pajamas. That spider suit isn't Tony's suit, it looks like cheap craft store fabric.

The kid opens a small freezer and pulls out the singular bag of peas that reside in there, pressing it against his ribs while he goes to pop some bread into a toaster.

Tony takes note of every glimpse he gains into Peter's life. Empty cabinets when he reaches for a jar of peanut butter. A fridge housing nothing but condiments and energy drinks when he goes to grab jam. A drawer with two spoons, no forks, and a paring knife which he pulls out and sticks into the strawberry jam jar just as the toast pops.

This is all so wrong.

Tony's outrage is coming to a rolling boil. Peter deserves the world- he was gonna give him the world. He couldn't wait to send Peter to MIT and show him off as his protégé. Tony was gonna fund his projects, tease him about pretty girls, maybe even see him step back from Spider-Man and act like a normal college kid. He wanted to see him flourish and grow up. It was all he could think about when Peter turned to dust between his fingers; he should be goofing off with his friends at a mathletes meeting, or building Legos, not fighting an intergalactic war.

Tony couldn't even conceive how much went wrong to end up here.

Alone. Broke. No school. He didn't even have his Stark suit to protect him. Everything that made him him has been stripped, leaving him in this shallow box with scuffed paint and hollow cabinets.

Tony can feel the violent rage burn deep in his spirit as he thinks about it.

This is why he's here. He can't let his boy live like this, wasting his potential to be some villain's punching bag. Where is everyone? Does no one care enough to stop this? The fury that builds in Tony is dangerous, wondering why a dead man is the only one who cares about the teen's life right now.

Without thinking Tony's hand reaches for the GED textbook, a mocking piece of work that laughs in his face, and throws it at the stupid little kitchenette that's mere feet from the bed.

It sails across the room with surprising speed before it's met with a thunk against Peter's palm, hand reaching out to catch it from the air before it collided with the toaster.

Oh.

Peter sets the book down and immediately picks up his web shooters, eyes darting furiously to every corner of the tiny apartment.

"Who's there?"

Tony steps a little closer but Peter's eyes just look right past him.

"C'mon Pete, c'mon. I'm here, I'm right here."

Tony looks for something else to grab. He swats at a hopefully empty coffee cup on the wooden desk, but his hand just passes right through it.

"Shit," the hope Tony felt waivers slightly and he tries again.

Nothing.

Peter is searching his apartment now, making sure the window is secure and feeling around every crevice, bookshelves, under the bed, in the top corners of the room. Searching for something nefarious, tech maybe.

Tony hits the cup, again and again, frustration building up and up and up till-

The cup flies across the room, Tony and Peter's eyes track its movements as it bounces against the ground and rolls to a stop.

"Shit," Peter breathes out.

Tony walks up to Peter now, standing before him.

"Figure it out. Think kid, you've met aliens, gods, magicians, surely ghosts aren't too far fetched."

Peter closes his eyes. His posture straightens, Tony watches him take a deep breath in as the hairs on his bare arms stand on end.

Peter's eyes blink open, and they're looking directly at Tony.

Tony smirks, "that's it."

Peter turns around and picks the cup off the ground, running to his desk with it and ripping a piece of lined paper out of a notebook and scribbling furiously on it.

Tony walks over as Peter places the cup in the center of the paper.

On the left is the word YES in bold print, NO on the right.

"Okay, okay okay. So, move the cup if, if you wanna talk. Um, is there someone in the room right now?"

Tony reaches for the cup, an intense glare as his fingertips graze it gently. It shifts minutely towards the YES.

"Shit! Shit. Sorry, whew. Okay. Are you friendly?"

Tony moves it to YES again.

"Are you a, um. Person? Like not an alien?"

YES.

"Are you wearing tech, invisibility suit or your molecules are uncalibrated or maybe it's a portal thing like, multiverse shit is happening again, a mirror universe! Oh, maybe a..."

Tony let's a frustrated sign. The kid is too practical, logical. He needs to think like a non-genius.

"... could be. Or, or maybe you're just a ghost-"

Tony perks up and immediately swats the cup, causing it to fly off the desk towards the YES.

"Oh. Oh that's... kinda normal. Or maybe really weird? I mean... I certainly have some ghosts in my past."

Peter picks the cup up and puts it back on the desk.

"Do I know you?"

YES.

"You said you were friendly, and I'm not getting any danger tingles from you. I'm gonna start with people I know are dead, cuz I just really hope you're not a... new ghost. Um. M-May?"

The boy's voice cracks on the word and Tony freezes. May is dead? Tony starts to fear that things are a lot more wrong than he previously thought.

Peter's breath catches and Tony realizes he's waiting, dying for an answer, and quickly pokes the cup towards NO.

Peter's shoulders sag.

"Uncle Ben?"

NO.

"T- Mr. Stark?"

Tony grins, "now we're getting somewhere!"

YES.

Tony is going to have his work cut out for him, but being here with Peter just feels right.

Peter breaks out into a matching smile.

"Wow, okay. I think I'm gonna need more paper," he says as the boy gets to work making a more complex system than YES and NO.

Tony watches on proudly, reminiscing about all the great Peter was and all the great he still is, despite his situation. Whatever this is, they'll figure it out.

Together.

#peter parker #tony stark #irondad and spiderson #spider man #iron man #marvel mcu #post no way home #peter parker angst

[spider-man-199999]

Pacifier

pairing: Peter Parker x Fem!Reader;

word count: 5K

warnings: drinking; mentions of sex ; Peter is younger than the reader, but still 18. Reader is around 20. Peter is trying to pin reader even though he is younger.

summary: In this one you’re hired as Morgan’s babysitter (and low-key underpaid Stark!assistant). Looking after a little girl isn’t too hard, but looking after her “big bother” as well, definitely is.

an: I might make a part 2; I had so much fun writing this!

part2!

A loud crash from outside the room interrupted the story you were reading to Morgan. She didn't seem bothered, probably used to this type of sounds around the Stark tower, but you definitely weren't. Afternoon naps weren't her favourite and she was almost asleep when someone decided to be so loud outside and interrupt. You sighed and got up. 

"I'll be back in a second." you told the little girl as you paced towards the door.

The crashing sounds were becoming more frequent, like someone was hitting walls, falling over on the floor, knocking things out. You didn't really know what to expect on the other side.

"Hey, asshole, I'm trying to put Morgan to sleep here." you said as you opened. 

You saw a figure fall over on the floor and start rolling immediately after that. A red and blue suit. There was something on his face, it looked like an octopus but not quite and it seemed like it was trying to eat his head. You were relatively new to all of this Avengers thing, you were hired a while ago but Tony kept you at a distance, however, you definitely knew an alien when you saw one.

"Actually, nevermind." you corrected yourself and walked back in Morgan's room, closing the door shut.

That's how you met Spider-man. 

"I could really use a hand here!" he said between pants and grunts, fighting the thing. 

You pressed your forehead against the door, thinking about it for a second. Morgan was fast asleep the second you walked away from her, which made the situation a little easier. 

"I don't get paid enough for this shit." you whispered to yourself and opened the door again, walking out into the hallway. 

You looked around, trying to find something that would be useful. Spider-man was still rolling around on the floor, pulling at that thing that was making weird squeaky sounds and spreading something like saliva everywhere. The closest thing to a weapon there was a vase with the length of your forearm that got knocked over in the process. You grabbed it and walked over to the rolling man on the floor. 

"Stay still." you told him.

He lay on his back, still pulling the thing away from his head as you slammed the vase into it, breaking it. The alien squealed in pain and for a second stopped trying to bite off Spider-man's head. He took advantage of that and threw it to the foor, shooting a web over it after that. He finally relaxed as the fight for his life was over, looking over at you. 

"Thanks." he muttered

"Yeah um, no problem I guess?"

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"Hey, can you run to the lab, I forgot a black file folder there and I need it for my meeting that's in like 5 minutes." Tony said while checking his watch.  

You were playing with Morgan and her dolls in the living room when he walked in. He seemed in a hurry, fixing his tie. You looked around the room after he spoke, it was just the three of you.

"Me?"

"No, Morgan. Of course it's you, I'll play with her while you're gone. And skim over the papers, there should be 10 pages inside. You have 3 minutes."

You got up and moved as quickly as you could. On most days you were losing the idea of the whole babysitting thing. Often Tony would make you do things like you were his assistant, schedule meetings, arrange travels, send you off buying things. You didn't mind doing that, especially since he was paying you and you got to live rent free in the Stark tower with his family. You were free to attend your university classes, that was part of your contract, but besides that you didn't get any other off hours. A contract that Tony made you rewrite yourself after you got accepted into ESU to fit both of your needs legally. You couldn't really complain though. The job came with more perks than anyone could ever want. Plus, you got to know all of the Avengers and people that talked to you in class were always excited to talk to you because of that. 

You read through the pages in the folder on your way back to the living room. All 10 of them were there and they were about some new materials and research for the Spider-man suit Tony had been making. 

Oh, Spider-man.

After your first encounter with him, things got kind of awkward whenever he came by. He was a nice kid, a little nerdy, but would never pass up an opportunity to flirt with you. It's not like you hated the attention but your life was already too busy to think about boys. 

"Heyyyyyy" you heard when you walked into the living room, looking up to see Peter smile. He was blushing while he looked at you. 

You closed the folder and handed it to Tony while you held the awkwards eye contact with the younger boy. 

"You should review the third page, it's not clarified where the electrum that you're using came from. If it's a naturally occurring alloy or a man-made one. The origin may not be important when you're actually using it, but for the lawyers it is."

"Oh, right, thanks kid." Tony said, taking out a pen from the inside pocket of his jacket so he could write down the missing information. 

You walked over to the kitchen, grabbing yourself a bottle of water. Peter tailed after you like a puppy. 

"Can you pass me a bottle as well?" 

You grabbed one and tossed it in his direction. The two of you took a sip at the same time. 

"So how was school?" you asked him

"Fine, the usual. We had a quiz in physics, I think I did well. How was uni?"

You shrugged at his question, looking over at Morgan. You could see her sitting on the floor and watching something on the TV through the door. Pepper was about to be home any minute now, which meant you were off duty for the night. 

"Shouldn't you be joining the meeting?"

"No, mr Stark thinks the only thing I'll be good at is distract people there."

"He has a point."

"You didn't answer my question."

"I had to skip this week. Tony flew over to Germany with Pepper, I had to run things around here."

"There goes being a responsible student."

You rolled your eyes at him. University classes were nothing like school, you could afford missing them as long as you could catch up on the material on your own after that. Peter was so actively trying to close the gap between the two of you that it was getting annoying. 

"It's fine, next week The Vacation starts. I'll be free for 14 whole days to knock myself out with classes."

"The vacation?" Peter asked, following your steps when you went down the hall, headed to your room.

The Vacation was a tradition that you imposed on the Stark family as "a good habit to establish closeness between them and trust in you". It was an event that occurred for an entirety of two weeks every year since you started working for them. It was the second time they were going to do it and you were more than thrilled that your plan worked. The whole point of it was to bring the family closer together. You would pick the destination, make reservations in a very expensive hotel on a far off island and send all of the Starks there to bond. There were few rules, mostly ideas that you collectively brainstormed. They were not allowed to use phones, the only exceptions that could be made were if 1) the world was ending; 2) aliens were invading earth; 3) someone died. And in those cases, you had to call the hotel and make the staff inform Tony. The only downside was that you didn't get to go. But that wasn't all bad, you had 2 weeks to go to all the college parties your heart desired and do all the things you usually didn't have time to. 

"Yeah, we get two weeks off."

"We?"

"The Starks, I meant. They are the ones who get to go on a trip and relax for 14 days while we keep things running around here."

"Does not sound like something Mr. Stark would do."

"You're right, he hated it at first but after he came back it was... He was very different."

The two of you had reached your bedroom at that point, standing in front of the door.

"So you'll be gone for two weeks?"

"Unfortunately, no, but I already have plans."

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"Wait what do you mean he's staying here?" you asked, looking around the table. 

Tony said he wanted a big dinner before they left for Santorini, and that somehow translated to your regular once a month "family" dinners with Peter. You looked over at the flustered boy, throwing mental daggers at him while Tony spoke. 

"I took a chance last year, but no I don't really like the idea of you being alone here for an entire two weeks."

"Is this because I did something to lose your trust or do you just think I'm defenseless?"

"I don't think you're ENTIRELY defenseless. But it does feel more comfortable to have someone with, say, super strength around, just in case."

"In case of what? Me wanting to rearrange the entire house? Just a reminder that if I didn't help him three months ago, his head would be in some octopus' belly right now."

"You're exaggerating that!" Peter whined, embarrassed by the reference.

"Look, kid, I know you well enough to understand how irritating this must be for you, and a year ago I probably didn't care enough if you died while we were gone-"

"TONY!" Pepper tried to cut him off.

"-but as I was about to say, now I do. That's my decision and it's final."

You really wanted to continue the argument, to try and persuade him into changing his mind. But you didn't. His words touched you and you could really see where he was coming from. But Peter... out of all the Avengers out there, all of the 8 thousand mutants in New York, he had to choose Spider-man.

"I promise you won't even know I'm here!" Peter said, in a desperate attempt to appease you. 

"Peter, it's alright." 

Your reaction had taken everyone a back, they expected you to fight back more fiercely than this. 

"What?" you asked when you noticed everyone's stare. "Did you really expect me to throw a tantrum over this? Wow, maybe I should come with you after all, apparently you people don't know me at all."

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The first couple of days were actually going according to your plans. You wanted to go to some parties and you were doing just that. You stumbled out of the elevator, giggling to yourself. A spider web shot your hand to the wall. Normal you would immediately start asking what the fuck was happening, but drunk you just looked at the web and started laughing her ass off. 

"Oh my god I'm so sorry!" Peter ran towards you, pulling at the web on your hand. You kept on laughing. He actually thought you were someone who was trying to break in.

"I'm lucky you shoot webs and not bullets!"

"Well, webs aren't the only thing I can shoot." he muttered under his breath. 

"Ew, Pete, nasty." you giggled, placing your hands on his shoulders. "I'm so glad you have super-strength. I can't walk."

"What?"

"Take me to my bedroom, please." you laughed, your knees feeling wobbly because of the alcohol. He felt you start to relax and wrapped his arm around your waist, holding you tightly. 

"Damn, so Mr. Stark was right, you needed someone around to take care of you." He said, a blushing mess while he picked you up like a bride and started walking towards your room. You wrapped your arms around his neck, your head rested on his shoulder. 

"Pffff, no, I'm the caretaker!! I'm taking care of you too right now!" you protested. 

"Sure you are." he laughed, loving that side of you. He wished your normal conversations could be this effortless and fun. Peter hated the front you were always putting on in front of everybody, especially him. He opened the door to your room, walking in and placing you down on the bed. He looked at you laying on the bed, wondering if he should take advantage of your bubbliness or not. 

Your hands moved down to your jeans, you were drunk, but there was no way in hell you were going to sleep in your clothes. You undid them and started pulling them down your legs. 

"Wow, wow, wow, though we were at least going on a date before this." you heard Peter say, noticing him in the room just now. 

You gasped in shock, starting to laugh after that. He turned his back not to look while you undressed, wondering if he should just leave or not. 

"Hey, I was meaning to ask..."

"Shhhhh, you talk way more than you usually do in my dreams, I'm trying to sleep."

"In your dreams?" he asked, turning his head so fast he almost snapped his neck. You were laying down in your underwear, back turned to him. 

"Yeah, like now, you're almost always in my dreams, but we never talk."

"What do we do then?"

You rolled over on your back, head turning towards him to look in his eyes. Even in the pitch darkness he could feel your eyes burning the skin on his face and it made him blush even more. 

"You know what we do, you're always there!" you said, annoyance in your tone. 

That's when he knew he had to draw the line and walk out of the room, it felt wrong to take advantage of your state and he knew you would kill him the next day if you remembered anything. 

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Peter Parker was a lucky bastard. Not only did he get to be alone in the same house as his crush for two whole weeks, but somehow he even managed to convince her to go to Flash's party with him. Yes, you were very displeased with that fact, tried everything in your power to convince him it was a bad idea but he didn't listen. 

"How is this not embarrassing for the both of us?" you asked on the way there. 

"Why would it be embarrassing?"

"For starters, you're going to a party with your babysitter. And I'm a college student attending a highschool party... What's next? You blackmail me into being your date to prom?"

"You're not my babysitter, I'm yours."

"No you're not."

"How am I not? Mr. Stark made me stay over in his house so you wouldn't be alone! I'm the babysitter!"

"Peter you're like 15, you can't be the babysitter when you're the actual baby!"

"I'm 18."

"Wait you are? Why am I driving then?"

Despite the hard time you were giving him almost the entire time, he convinced you. And now he got to watch you while you chatted with his best friend, holding a cup of punch. 

"How do you even know a girl like that, Penis Parker?" Flash asked him, both of them standing side by side while observing you.

"Well, you know, the Stark internship and all."

"Honestly, I thought she was imaginary. She's not a paid actress, right?"

"Yeah, well no, if I paid her she'd have to be nice to me."

You glanced over to the two of them, smiling lightly when you caught them staring. You've been getting stares the whole night, and it really did feel like you were back in high school. The two boys got flustered when you caught them, turning their heads in opposite directions. You shook your head.

"It was lovely talking to you, Ned. But I have a fanclub to tend to, see you around." you said, placing your hand on Ned's shoulder as a goodbye gesture and walked off to Peter and Flash. 

"Ah, if it isn't my favourite senior!" you said with a giggle, standing next to Peter. The alcohol seemed to be kicking in because you were unexpectedly nice to him. 

"I'm Flash, the host." Flash said and reached out a hand to you. 

You looked at him. You didn't know too much about Flash, only that he didn't like Peter and was giving him a hard time. That was one of the reasons why you agreed to this, to help the poor boy out, stop the bullying for a little while. You blinked a few times, not taking his hand.

"Y\n." you said simply, turning to Peter again. You placed your free hand on his shoulder, scooting over to him so you could get on your tip-toes and whisper into his ear. "So that's the mighty Flash guy? Looks like a loser to me." 

Peter laughed softly at your words, placing a hand on your waist to help you keep your balance. 

"So, how do you like the party guys?" Flash tried to bounce back.

The two of you looked at him. He stared back at you, noticing Peter's hand on your waist that you didn't seem to mind at all. Flash was really feeling like the loser tonight. The guy he constantly bullied came to his party with a college girl. And not just any college girl, one that worked for Stark Industries, and was drop-dead gorgeous on top of it all. And she had Peter Parker's arm wrapped around her.

"For a high school party... it's okay." you said, resting your head on Peter's shoulder. 

"Well I throw the best parties! Peter wouldn't know, he's rarely invited."

"Peter's seen way better parties than this one, I take him to the ones we throw on campus all the time, right Pete?" You lied. You were lying to defend Peter and make him look cooler. 

He nodded to your words. You could practically see Flash's face turn red as he was showed up, once again.

"Whatever." He muttered and walked away.

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The more time you spent with Peter, the harder it got to dislike him. It's not like you really disliked him to begin with, but it annoyed you how absurdly confident he was in the Spider-man suit. He tried flirting as Peter Parker as well, sure, but nothing could compare to Spider-man. And for some reason you hated the fact that he was younger than you. There was nothing morally wrong with liking him, he was 18 and you were just two years older, in perspective this would not matter at all once he got in college, which was about to happen in a few months anyway. Something about the thought of having a high school boyfriend while you were halfway done with your degree really made you cringe. 

But you had to give him credit for trying so hard. The boy just wouldn't give up, no matter how brutal you were every time he tried something. This whole internal conflict of yours was tearing you apart, and it got worse since he moved in for the two weeks. 

"Okay listen." you started as you parked your car in the campus parking lot. "Do not go disappearing on me. And don't drink, not even a sip, you're too young for that. If the police come, run."

"And I thought you were going to have a positive influence on me."

"We're doing this because of you, remember? You were the one who wanted to make Flash shut up by posting a picture from an actual frat party."

"You were the one who lied about that."

"Well, I'm sorry that I was trying to help." 

You got out of the car and locked it after Peter followed. You knew in your heart that this was a very, very bad idea. You were just praying that you wouldn't get drunk enough to do something you'd regret and that he wouldn't get drunk at all. Someone had to drive the two of you back home and it definitely wasn't going to be you. You handed him the car keys before you started walking to the frat house. He put them in his jean pocket, following you like he usually did. Frat parties were nothing like the one Flash threw a few days ago, things here always got out of control. People were taking body shots, smoking, using drugs, making out. The whole "please don't break anything, it's my parents' house" vibe was not there. You knew it, Peter definitely knew it as well. 

"Let's get the pictures and be done with this." you told him over the loud music. 

He nodded, unsure if he actually wanted to stay or leave. He was not a party guy, but he didn't completely hate the experience. You grabbed yourself a drink, greeting a few people you knew from classes. 

"I cannot believe this!" Someone shouted behind you, making you and Peter both turn in sync. It was Lidia, a girl you had a group project with a few weeks back. You texted here and there but you could never make it to places she invited you. 

"Oh hey" you said, hugging the strawberry blonde and smiling. 

"How did you manage to get out of that corporate job you have? And who is this eye candy?" you smiled at Peter, offering her hand to introduce herself. 

"That's Peter Parker, he's my...." you stopped, looking over at him. You started the sentence with the wrong words but it was too late to switch it up.

"Boyfriend." He just had to jump at the opportunity, didn't he?

"He definitely wishes he was." you snapped back at him, looking over at Lidia again. "He's an intern."

"Come on babe, you don't have to be shy about it." 

He was pushing his limits here and enjoying it, smiling at how embarrassed and flustered you'd get trying to deny it. It really made it seem like you were just uncomfortable labeling something you really did have with him and he was taking initiative. 

"Such a shame, if I had locked up a snack like that I would be bragging to the whole world!" Linda said, laughing at your reaction together with Peter. She pulled him closer, whispering in his ear. "I'm not surprised by her act, she doesn't like sharing anything about herself, you have a tough nut to crack."

Lidia left the two of you with an encouraging smile, like you really had something to do with him.

"Traitor." you told him, drinking the entire content of your cup in one breath.

"Wow, take it easy, I'm not carrying you around like last time."

"I'm so mad at you! Why did you say that?"

"Why not? It's not like she'll see me ever again, tell her we broke up next time she asks."

"It was straight up unnecessary!"

He put his hands on your shoulders, lowering himself down on your eye level. 

"You're making a scene right now. Relax, I did it so girls wouldn't flirt with me."

You gave him the death glare that he was so used to seeing.

"Like anyone would flirt with you!"

"Yes, your friend did, the second she saw me."

He was right, she did start her introduction with a flirt, which annoyed you slightly, but it wasn't something you wouldn't get over. 

"Don't try anything with me." you told him. You knew how you got when you were drunk and you'd feel bad if he took advantage of that.

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"Pete?" you knocked on a bedroom door upstairs. No answer. 

You got absolutely hammered after your argument with Peter. He spent the night running after you like a bodyguard because you would wander off somewhere without even saying a word. You did it again, after he told you to stay put so he could go to the bathroom. He said he'd be back in 5 minutes. He was back in 3, but you were gone. Since you had no perception of time while you were drunk, you thought he was gone for more than half an hour and started looking for him. So, the two of you were basically looking for each other at a frat party. You went upstairs, walking in on two or three couples making out or even having sex while looking for him. He, on the other hand, was searching downstairs. He found Lidia and asked her for help, to which she agreed. 

After not having any luck upstairs, you headed straight out of the house before any of them could catch a glimpse of you. Peter tried calling but your phone, along with the car keys, were in his pocket. 

"I'm really starting to get freaked out here." He told Linda as they walked up the stairs together. 

"Look, if we find her here, I'm sorry. If we don't, I'll start to worry as well."

They didn't find you in any of the frat bedrooms which was both good and bad news at the same time. 

"Is there any chance she could have gone home?"

"No, I'm the one driving back. Unless she took a cab, but I doubt that, her phone is here as well."

They walked out of the house, Peter sat on the stairs and pulled at his hair nervously. How did you manage to disappear into thin air in 3 minutes? He was the one supposed to look after you. Lidia sat down next to him, placing her hand on his back and running it up and down for comfort. She leaned closer to him, her body pressing to the side of his. Peter turned his head to look at her but they were interrupted by a familiar fit of laughter. Peter stood up, looking in the direction of the sound when he saw you down the street. One of your arms was holding onto a lampost while you were swinging around it in circles and laughing. 

"Thank god." he said in relief, offering a hand to Lidia. "I present to you, drunk Y\N. One of the funniest people you'll ever meet."

The two of them paced towards you.

"PETEY!" you said, letting go of the lamp. You were dizzy from the spinning and the alcohol but made a few wobbly steps in his direction, so he could catch you just before you fell. You looked up to him and cupped his cheeks with your palms, squishing his face. 

''Here's my little, almost minor wanna-be-boyfriend!" you giggled. 

He turned you around, pressing your back against his chest and wrapped his arms around you so you could face Lidia. She was staring at you in disbelief. 

"My friend! The only one I have. Pete, look, my friend!" you turned your head to Peter and pointed at Lidia. He laughed at you, kissing the top of your head. Peter couldn't help but fall in love with you even harder when you were acting like a toddler that needed attention. 

"You weren't wrong, this is funny." Lidia said after the initial shock was over. 

"Okay, missy, we should probably go home now."

"No!"

"Why not?"

"Because you'll want to kiss!"

"I mean, I always want to kiss you, I don't see your point."

"But there are no people at home!"

"And?"

"There won't be a reason not to kiss!"

"So you're saying what's stopping you from kissing me here are the people?"

"Yes."

"And if there weren't any people around, you would kiss me?"

"No! You would kiss me!"

"I want to kiss you now as well?" Peter and Lidia laughed, making you puzzled. 

"No, you got it wrong!"

"How did I get it wrong?"

"We can't go home because we will kiss."

"Now you're making me want to go home even more."

You thought about it for a second, confused. You looked up at Peter and then at Lidia who were dying from laughter at that point. It got you even more confused than before. 

"Okay, Lidia, it was lovely meeting you, but I need to get her to bed." Peter said after they calmed down. 

"We can't go home!"

"If I promise not to kiss you, can we go home?"

"I guess."

Peter was holding you the whole time but let you go so you could hug your friend goodbye. He didn't want to let go, it was the only time you would ever let him touch you without getting angry at him and he wanted it to last longer, so when you turned to him again, his arm was wrapped around your shoulders as he escorted you to the car.

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You were awfully silent the whole ride back. 

"Are you still worried about me kissing you?" He asked after the two of you got inside.

"No." 

"Then why are you so quiet?" he asked, sitting down on the couch. You sat down next to him, staring at him. He turned his head to look at you, a bit weirded out from your act.

"You're starting to freak me out here."

"Sorry." you mumbled, looking down at your lap now.

You turned your head to look back at him, then down your lap again, and repeated the whole process a few times like a robot that was experiencing a glitch. Peter looked at you with the side of his eyes because he was checking the replies to his instagram stories from the frat party. He turned his head fully towards you, his eyebrows furrowed. Before he could say anything, you leaned in and grabbed the collar of his shirt, pulling him towards you. Your lips crashed together and you gave him the softest, sweetest kiss in his life. He dropped his phone on the floor but he couldn't care less about that right now, his crush was kissing him. His hands grabbed your waist while yours were on his cheeks, your lips dancing together. He tried to pull away because he was uncertain of how much you really wanted this but your teeth dug into his bottom lip and pulled him back in again. 

"Pete" you said softly after the kiss, both of your foreheads pressed against each other's as your hot heavy breaths mixed together.

"Yeah?"

"I wanna do the thing we do in my dreams."

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[yukiwhitetm]

Fanstory Prompt

Short prompt:

Bruce Wayne's butler Alfred Pennyworth is Peter Parker's great-uncle and, after Tony Stark and May Parker pass away in the aftermath of Endgame, Peter is sent to be under Alfred's care.

Peter Parker's Genealogy:

Alfred Pennyworth & Peggy Carter (marries Steve Rogers) - Howard Stark (marries Maria Stark née Carbonell)

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Tony Stark (marries Pepper Stark née Potts) - Mary Parker née Fitzpatrick (marries Richard Parker) & Ben Parker (brother-in-law, through Richard Parker) - May Parker née Reilly

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Peter Parker & Morgan Stark (half-siblings, different mothers)

Long prompt:

Seventeen-year-old Peter Parker, secretly the Friendly Neighbourhood Spider-Man of Queens, New York, has lost family and had to restart his life more times than the average kid (even one with superpowers!).

His parents Richard and Mary Parker died in an aeroplane crash when he was five. His Uncle Ben, who - along with his Aunt May - had taken him under his wing in the aftermath of his parents' abrupt passing, was shot and killed right in front of him when he was only fourteen. His Aunt May had a young stroke and passed away during the five year gap where Peter was busy being dusted (thanks Thanos!). And Tony Stark, who had only just found out he was Peter's biological father the year before Thanos attacked, when Peter was sixteen, but hadn't wanted to disrupt Peter's civilian life so had left him with his aunt, sacrificed himself to save the world, but more importantly Peter, in the final endgame battle against Thanos.

Now, Peter has blipped back into being five years after being dusted only to find he has lost family and has to restart his life all over again. This time with a great-uncle he hadn't even known existed! (Most likely due his not knowing Tony was his father and so Peggy was his grandmother until a year - six years? - beforehand.) Worse still, Peter has to move away from his friends and everything he's ever known to the world's most dangerous and crime-ridden city, Gotham. Who is Alfred Pennyworth and how has he ended up as a butler slash pseudo-grandfather to so many young people? Why do those very same young people keep on disappearing and then reappearing hours later from inside Wayne manor? What's up with those vigilantes hanging around Peter so much?

And why does everyone say that Batman has such a problem with mutants (also lesser known as metahumans) like Peter? He can't not be Spider-Man, even in a new and dangerous place like Gotham, so is Batman's prejudice going to be a problem... Or will Peter find himself an unlikely new family in the shape of bat and bird themed heroes as he builds himself a new life in Gotham city?

Prompter's note:

Lately, I have read a lot of Spider-Man&Batman crossover stories where Peter ends up in the DC universe - even ones where Dick Grayson was Richard Parker (adopted into the Parker family) in the Marvel universe before dying - which is fun but I wondered what would happen if it was somehow the same universe? Let's say the Justice League existed longer but were quieter than the Avengers and then the Avengers came crashing in, loud and proud as can be, and they refused to have anything to do with the Justice League, who they saw as nothing more than vigilantes. That's why the Justice League has never involved themselves in Avengers battles. Only now, my thought process went, the prompts above start pushing the Avengers-Justice League status quo when Spider-Man starts superheroing in Batman's city (particularly because a lot of the Avengers are gone). And the batfam find themselves unwittingly adopting a lost and lonely Spiderling.

P.S. I think Tim/Peter would be cute! They're both smart, compassionate, overly hardworking heroes; I think they're a perfect besties-to-boyfriends couple. Or an aged up! Damian/Peter could be a fun enemies or rivals-to-lovers storyline. If neither of those work, go ahead and do what inspires you instead, just don't couple him with up with Dick or Jason (which I have seen) because minor/adult couples are never cool. A better idea would be to ship Peter with no one at all!

I know I set a lot of this story prompt up for you already but that's just because I had a lot of thoughts on it. Feel free to make it your own!

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[brambleheartthestrange]

Tony Stark has passed away today.

Born an inventor, Tony rose through the expectations of many, having inherited the mind and company of his father. Tony captured the hearts of many with his charm, but became an icon once he donned the Iron Man suit for the first time following a kidnapping in Afghanistan.

Tony would continue to serve the world as Iron Man, even being a founding member of the Avengers and preventing total destruction of New York City, along with preventing rival businessmen with subpar motives, terrorist regimes, and so much more.

Tony even managed to help up and coming heroes and geniuses alike. His friend, Colonel James Rhodes is a superhero of his own. During the “civil war” that tore the Avengers apart, Tony was seen taking the (at the time) newly crowned Black Panther and an up and coming hero that we now know as Spider-Man.

In business and his industry, Tony passed down Stark Industries to his wife, Pepper. But he still played a big role in giving scholarships and taking young prospects under his wing, such as Peter Parker, a teen from Queens.

Tony Stark fought tirelessly against Thanos, trying his best to prevent the villain from causing the Blip. He was even thought dead when he was stranded in space. After being rescued, Tony retired to a family life on a farm, focusing on his daughter, Morgan. But when hope arose in a way to bring back the dead, Tony played a significant role.

When Thanos threatened our universe once more, Tony Stark made the ultimate sacrifice and gave his life so that our universe may live.

Tony Stark leaves behind a wife, daughter, countless friends and allies, and an eternally grateful world.

Rest In Peace.

#trying to make this sound like a news article #Tony stark #iron man #marvel #syd's spiel

[ao3feed-irondadspiderson]

And When I Sink (i know you'll save me)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/49404043 by neahtrix Peter slipped his mask over his head as his bedroom door opened, May leaning against the door frame in her work uniform. “Don’t forget, be back by two am. I will be back around four so reheat some leftovers and have a shower before you go to sleep.” May lectured him, counting all the steps of post-patrol on her fingers. Peter rolled his eyes with a small smile, “I know May, I’ve done this before.” May walked up to him, pouting, “I know hun,” She rubbed circles onto his suit covered shoulder, “I just want to make sure you’re alright.” Peter laughed, “I’m okay May, I promise. I’ll be back by one thirty anyways, just a quick patrol.” May sighed, placing a quick kiss to his cheek, leaving him protesting as she backed away, “Fine. Just be careful.” She turned around, walking to their front door, “I larb you!” Peter groaned, opening his bedroom window and sitting on the window ledge, “Love you too May.” The sound of the door closing echoed through the apartment. --- or; one of Peter's patrols ends with a bang- literally- changing his life forever and leaving him in the care of his very recently injured mentor Set on the day of the incident Words: 3905, Chapters: 1/3, Language: English Series: Part 2 of The Lake House Fandoms: Spider-Man - All Media Types, Spider-Man (Tom Holland Movies), Iron Man (Movies) Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Characters: Peter Parker, Tony Stark, May Parker (Spider-Man), Morgan Stark (Marvel Cinematic Universe), Pepper Potts, Happy Hogan Relationships: May Parker (Spider-Man) & Peter Parker, Peter Parker & Tony Stark, Peter Parker & Pepper Potts, Peter Parker & Morgan Stark (Marvel Cinematic Universe), Happy Hogan & Peter Parker Additional Tags: Hurt/Comfort, Grief/Mourning, Guilt, May Parker (Spider-Man) Dies, Sorry Not Sorry, Nightmares, Panic Attacks, Vomiting, Irondad, Hugs, Crying, Peter Parker Needs a Hug, Tony Stark Acting as Peter Parker's Parental Figure, Hurt Peter Parker, Peter Parker Whump, Peter Parker is a Mess, Tony Stark Has A Heart, Traumatized Peter Parker, Trauma, Whump, the best i can do for whump, Explosions, Bombing, Not Canon Compliant, Not Avengers: Endgame (Movie) Compliant, Not Spider-Man: Far From Home Compliant read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/49404043

#IFTTT #ao3feed #fanfic #iron dad and spider son #spider son #iron dad #peter parker #tony stark

[ironfey-42]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Marvel Cinematic Universe, The Avengers (Marvel) - All Media Types, Iron Man (Movies), Doctor Strange (2016) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Major Character Death Relationships: Tony Stark/Stephen Strange, Pepper Potts/Tony Stark, Pepper Potts/Stephen Strange, Pepper Potts/Tony Stark/Stephen Strange, May Parker (Spider-Man) & Peter Parker, Peter Parker & Tony Stark, Peter Parker & Pepper Potts, Peter Parker & Stephen Strange Characters: Tony Stark, Pepper Potts, Stephen Strange, Peter Parker, May Parker (Spider-Man), Happy Hogan, James “Rhodey” Rhodes, Morgan Stark (Marvel Cinematic Universe) Series: Part 16 of Izzy’s IronStrange Bingo 2019, Part 1 of Izzy’s Ladies of Marvel Bingo Summary:

The faint sobs of Peter and Pepper were heard by everyone as Stephen brought Pepper close to his chest, to his heart wrapping his arms around her, as though having Pepper close to his heart would drown the emptiness that overcame his heart as Tony died. Peter had pushed himself between the two, taking comfort in the warmth that the two created.

. . .

Stephen felt nervous, inside the cabin was her, the child he saw growing up in the 14,000,605 futures that he had looked through. He never thought he’d meet her, without Tony. He had always imagined from the moment that he had seen the 14,000,605 futures, that he’d meet her with Tony and Pepper by his side.

. . .

Taking a deep breath, Stephen watched as Pepper brought up a hand to knock against the door. Stephen felt nervous, what if she didn’t love him? What if she hated him for leaving her mom and dad alone for five years? What if…

. . .

Stephen finally meets Morgan.

IronStrange Bingo: You Ladies of Marvel Bingo: Stephen Strange/Doctor Strange IronStrange Haven Weekly Challenges: I know you

@ironstrangebingo

@ladiesofmarvelbingo

#ironfeyworks #ironstrange #fanfic #doctor strange #stephen strange #iron man #tony stark #magitech #marvel cinematic universe #strangeiron #pepper potts #drpepperony

[incubaeswriting]

Another RP Search!

Hi there! I’m Matthew or Dean, my pronouns are He/Him, my timezone is CST, and I’m 18.

I’ll be brief so everyone knows what I’m looking for!

I’m looking for someone who roleplays on discord in third person. The type of writing I like is literate at 3+ paragraphs per response, the more detail the better. I like to include smut in my plots so it’s required that you be 18+ and okay with NSFW topics. I only roleplay mxm pairs because I personally am mlm, so I’m looking for someone who’s willing to do that. You don’t have to be a man, just willing to write one!

What I roleplay-

Fandoms (Characters I Play)[Characters I like to play against]: Harry Potter (Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, James Potter, Remus Lupin) [Draco Malfoy, Lucius Malfoy, George or Fred Weasley, Sirius Black, Regulus Black, Severus Snape, Ron Weasley] Stranger Things (Steve Harrington) [Eddie Munson, Billy Hargrove] Red Dead Redemption (John Marston) [Arthur Morgan] Overwatch (Hanzo Shimada, Jack Morrison) [Cole Cassidy, Gabriel Reyes] League of Legends (Aphelios) [Sett] Voltron: Legendary Defender (Keith Kogane, Lance McClain) [Lance McClain, Takashi Shirogane, Keith Kogane] Marvel Cinematic Universe (Tony Stark, Peter Parker, Peter Quill) [Loki Odinson, Thor Odinson, Stephen Strange, Bucky Barnes] I’m a multishipper and pretty flexible with ships as long as it’s not incest.

Nonfandom/oc plot interests- Supernatural Werewolf, Vampire, or Monster plots Royalty plots  My Discord is Incubae_#2985 I’m more active there so please add me to discuss roleplays!

#roleplay partner wanted #roleplay partner ad #roleplay partner finder #roleplay partner search #roleplay partner needed #rp partner search #rp partner needed #rp partner wanted #rp partner finder #rp partner ad #harry potter rp #harry potter #stranger things #stranger things rp #red dead redemption 2 #red dead redemption #rdr2 #rdr2 roleplay #overwatch #overwatch rp #league of legends #leage of legends roleplay #vld fandom #vld #vld rp #voltron #voltron roleplay #voltron rp #vld roleplay #MCU

[wonderswritings]

When Worlds Collide: Collison Course

Summary: Five years ago, the world changed. Eight months ago, the world changed again; all with a snap of fingers. Now we’re dealing with the aftermath of those actions, and it’s hard for everyone. Especially for those they left behind. 

Warnings: No Way Home Spoilers, Angst, Mentions of Blood/Injuries, Character Death, PTSD, Possibly More to Come Pairings: TASM!Peter Parker x Fem!Stark!Reader- nicknamed Mel

In this fic, Pepper is not your mother, and Morgan is only your half sister. You are Tony’s daughter, but your mother is never mentioned.

!!!Important!!! This is a rewrite of book 1 of WWC. Titles and some plot points will carry over.

Tags ~please please read the rules before filling out the form!

AO3

When Worlds Collide Masterlist

Stupid dumblr isn't showing my stuff in the tags 🙄

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“So let me get this straight. Peter left to go and bring one of the multiverse men here, and you guys lost contact with him?”

“Yes.”

“And Dr. Assface said that I couldn’t be here for any of this, why?”

Ned shrugged, slightly nodding.

“You’re dangerous.”

“You don’t like him.”

You laughed as MJ turned towards Ned, the two going back and forth with each other.

“Guys, guys!”

They both stopped, looking over at you. You shook your head, moving so you were leaning against the table next to them.

“It’s fine. Dr. Assface has a point.”

You grinned, nodding.

“I’m both dangerous and I don’t like him.”

“Why?”

You looked down at Ned, tilting your head to the side, slightly shooting him a look.

“Why don’t you like him?”

“He’s the reason my dad is dead.”

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You tensed when the lights flickered, slowly standing up.

“What is this?”

You turned, looking over at the crypt, seeing a man in the cells, touching the barrier, Dr. Octavius waving at him. The lights flickered again, a man who looked like sand appearing in one of the other cells, hitting the barrier, causing the first newcomer to scoff.

“You picked the wrong side.”

A  lizard stepped out of the shadows, chuckling, causing your eyes to widen as you shook your head, glancing at MJ and Ned.

“I’m sorry, is that a fucking lizard?”

“Connors?”

“What? You know this creature?”

Ned gasped, nodding as he looked between you and MJ. 

“Same universes.”

You shook your head, pointing at the lizard.

“How did I miss that earlier?”

Ned shrugged as he sat back down, glancing at you.

“He was hiding.”

“And we forgot.”

You nodded, sitting back down.

“Right.”

“No, no no, not a creature. A man.”

You snorted, sharing a look with MJ and Ned.

“That is supposed to be a man?”

“Dr. Curt Connors. He was a scientist in Oscorp when I worked there. A brilliant scientist. Till he turned himself into a lizard. Then he tried to turn the whole city into lizards. It was crazy.”

Connors walked to the edge of his cell, huffing.

“It wasn’t crazy, Max. It was the next step in human evolution.”

Ned gasped, his eyes widening.

“The dinosaur can talk.”

MJ shook her head, leaning towards Ned.

“Lizard.”

“Right.”

You snorted, shrugging when MJ shot you a look.

“Sorry.”

“Speaking of which, what happened to you? Last I recall, you had bad teeth, glasses and a combover. Did you get a makeover? You know, I can give you a real makeover.”

Max shot Connors a deadpanned look, huffing.

“Let me guess. Into a lizard?”

“Exactly.”

“Could you two just shut up?”

The sandman looked over at where you all were sitting, nodding as he crossed his arms over his chest.

“Where are we?”

“It’s complicated.”

“A wizard’s dungeon.”

You chuckled at the looks MJ and Ned were receiving, Max making a face as he slightly shook his head.

“Wiz- wizards dungeon?”

You grinned when MJ shrugged, glancing at Max.

“There’s no real way to sugarcoat that. It’s literally the dungeon of a wizard.”

Dr. Octavius shrugged, nodding as Max scoffed, shaking his head.

“Look, you can keep your magic. I want a taste of that new energy I just felt.”

The flights flickered as sparks circled around Max’s hands, causing you to glare as you sat up in the chair, watching him closely. You turned when MJ’s phone went off, watching as she turned, answering it.

“Oh, Peter. Hey.”

She nodded as she walked towards the entrance of the crypt, looking around and nodding.

“Yeah. They’re all here and locked up.”

You stood up walking towards her.

“Yeah, of course. Oh hey-”

She shot you a look as you grabbed her phone, shooting her a grin.

“Hey Peter Parker. Forget something?”

“Uh Mel, heyyy. What are you doing?”

You laughed, shaking your head.

“Nice trick you did with Karen. Really, really appreciated that one.”

“Mel I-”

“Save it. We can talk about it when you get here.”

“Hey-”

You looked over at Ned, watching as he poked at a tree.

“Ask him if this is like a tree monster, or like a scientist that turned into a tree.”

You shot Ned a look, causing him to shrug as he waved his hand out in a ‘come on’ motion.

“It’s just a tree, man. Just a tree.”

You sighed, rolling your eyes.

“Just, get here when you can, alright?”

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It’d gotten relatively quiet after Peter’s call, the guys taking the time to pace in their cells while you, MJ and Ned sat around the table.

“Hey guys.”

You all sat up, watching as Peter walked in, a man following closely behind him, taking everything in as he looked around.

“This is Mr. Osborn.”

Osborn pointed at Peter, a slight grin on his face.

“Hey, it’s Doctor.”

Peter nodded slightly, coming to a stop in front of where you all were at.

“Sorry. Um, Dr. Osborn, these are my friends, Ned, MJ and YN.”

“Mary Jane?”

MJ shook her head, shooting a look at Peter who shrugged.

“It’s Michelle Jones, actually.”

“Fascinating.”

Osborn walked towards the crypt, Ned looking over at you with a grin.

“Do you think there are other Ned Leedses?”

You grinned, chuckling slightly as you shook your head, Ned sitting back down in front of his laptop.

“Octavius?”

“Osborn?”

“What- what happened to you?”

You made a face as you turned, watching Osborn and Dr. Octavius talk.

“What happened to- you’re the walking corpse.”

“What do you mean?”

“You died, Norman. Years ago.”

You sat up, tensing as Osborn shook his head, chuckling.

“You’re insane.”

Max laughed, shaking his head.

“God, I love it here.”

Peter walked towards the cells, pointing at Osborn, his head tilted to the side.

“What are you talking about? He’s standing right there. He’s not-”

“Dead.”

Sandman stepped closer to his barrier, nodding.

“They both died. Fighting Spiderman. It was all over the news. Green Goblin, impaled by the glider you flew around on. And a couple of years later, you. Doc Ock. drowned in the river with your machine.”

“That’s nonsense. Spiderman was trying to stop my fusion reactor. So I stopped him. I had him by the throat. And then, I- and then I was here.”

Max scoffed, waving his hand around, slightly shaking his head.

“Oh, please. Let me tell you something. I was whooping Spiderman’s ass. He’ll tell you. And then he caused an overload. I was stuck in the grid, absorbing data. I was about to turn into pure energy, and then- and then- oh shit. I was about to die.”

You snorted, causing Peter to turn towards you, shooting you a look. You shrugged, tilting your head to the side.

“What?”

Connors looked over at Max, huffing.

“Max, do you know? Do I die?”

You tensed when Strange’s sparks appeared, glaring as Strange appeared once the sparks disappeared. He looked over at Osborn, nodding slightly.

“Oh, great. You caught another one.”

Peter shook his head, holding his arm out.

“No no, Strange, wait.”

Strange waved his hands around as Peter stepped forward, looking over at Strange.

“Strange, he’s not dangerous.”

Osborn appeared in the empty cell, Peter turning towards him and nodding.

“It’s okay.”

He turned back towards Strange, slightly making a face.

“What is that?”

“It’s an ancient relic. The Machinati Codamus. Trap your corrupted spell inside, once you’ve finished the proper ritual, will reverse the spell. And send these guys back to their universe.”

“And then what? We perish?”

Max scoffed, shaking his head.

“Nah. No thanks, I’ll pass on that.”

“Let me out of here. Peter!”

“Strange, we can’t send them back. Not yet.”

“Why?”

“Well, some of these guys are gonna die.”

“Parker, it’s their fate.”

Peter huffed a slight chuckle, shaking his head.

“Come on Strange, have a heart.”

“Yeah, he doesn't have one of those.”

Strange looked over at you, shooting you a glare, causing you to shrug.

“You don’t.”

He clenched his jaw before he turned, looking back at Peter, shaking his head.

“In the grand calculus of the multiverse, their sacrifice means infinitely more than their lives. I’m sorry kid. If they die, they die.”

The box started to click as Strange closed his eyes, Osborn looking over at Peter, his eyes wide as Peter glanced back at you and the others.

“Peter!”

Peter clenched his jaw when he threw his arm out, webbing the box, Strange snapping his head towards him, slightly shaking his head.

“Don’t.”

Peter yanked the box towards him, lifting his other arm and shooting a web at Strange, sending him into the cell with the sandman.

“Dude, what are you doing?”

“Peter, you gotta go.”

You looked over at Peter, nodding.

“Go!”

Peter nodded as he ran past us, MJ moving to stand in front of you and Ned, blocking the path to the door, holding her hands out. You grinned as you stood, your hands lighting with your powers as you moved to stand in front of her, glancing at her over your shoulder.

“Good thinking, but my plan’s better.”

Strange balled his hands into fists as he glared, shaking his head.

“This is why I never had kids.”

He walked through the barrier of the cell, Flint trying to follow after him. You shook your head as you stepped forward, glaring at Strange.

“Now, where do you think you’re going?

Strange looked over at you, huffing.

“Stay out of this, Stark. The spell has to be reversed.”

“The spell wouldn’t need to be reversed if you hadn’t messed it up.”

“The kid was interfering!”

You shot him a look as you scoffed, tilting your head to the side.

“How the hell did you ever become Sorcerer Supreme if you can be distracted while performing a spell?”

Strange clenched his jaw, glaring at you.

“Get out of my way Stark.”

“No.”

Strange huffed, shaking his head as he threw his arm out, waving it around, sparks appearing.

“You can’t stop me, Stark. You know that.”

“That was when you had the time stone. Time after that? You attacked at my most vulnerable. Well guess what? You don’t have the time stone. So no more cheating for you.”

“Why are her hands glowing?”

“I thought he was the wizard. The hell is she?”

“Witch, basically.”

MJ nodded, sharing a look with Ned.

“Yeah, I’d say so.”

“Wizards, witches, the hell else this place got?”

You looked over at Max, grinning.

“Oh, so much.”

You threw your hand out, a ball of energy slamming into Strange, forcing him back into the cell. He huffed as he looked back over at you, muttering.

“I have a serious dislike for you.”

You shrugged, deepening your voice, mocking him.

“I have a serious dislike for you.’ Barf. Grow up Strange.”

“I will get that box, Stark.”

You shook your head, glaring at him.

“Not today you won’t.”

Strange shook his head, looking up at the ceiling before he disappeared. You dropped your hands, your powers fading as you looked back at MJ, shaking your head before you looked back at the cell. You made a face, looking between the cell and MJ.

“Did he just- I know he didn’t just go through the damn ceiling.”

“Oh, he did. Totally.”

You nodded at Max, huffing slightly.

“Okay then.”

“Mel-”

You turned, looking back at MJ.

“Peter!”

You nodded, flicking your hands out beside you.

“Right.”

You were just about to fly through the portal you’d made on the ceiling when there was a bright golden flash in front of you, MJ and Ned yelling your name as you fell down, cracking the floor as everything turned blurry before it all became dark. Ned made a face as he shook his head, looking over at MJ.

“Dude, what just happened?”

“Your wizard just whammied your witch.”

MJ glared at Max, causing him to lift his hands up in front of him as she knelt next to you, looking over at Ned.

“Help me move her.”

Ned nodded, walking towards you both.

“Yeah, right.”

They had just managed to pick you up when Peter appeared, causing Ned to jump, dropping you, MJ scrambling to catch your head before it hit the floor.

“Ned!”

He looked over at MJ, his eyes widening.

“Oh! Sorry!”

Peter made a face, gasping as he fell next to MJ, setting the box down next to him.

“What happened?”

“Your wizard whammied her.”

Peter shot a look over at Max, causing him to shrug.

“He did.”

“She was going after Dr. Strange and there was a bright flash and she was on the floor.”

MJ looked over at Peter, shaking her head.

“What happened with Dr. Strange?”

“Well, I uh-”

Peter lifted the ring he’d pocketed, holding it up between Mj and Ned.

“Stole his ring thing.”

“What?”

Peter nodded as Ned took the ring from him, looking it over.

“I was swinging through the city, and then I went though this massive mirror thing and then I was back.”

“Where is he?”

“He’s trapped, but I’m not sure for how long.”

“You could’ve just left us to die. Why didn’t you?”

MJ shook her head, looking over at Octavius.

“Because that’s not who he is.”

Peter stood up, walking towards the cells.

“I think I can help you guys. If I can fix what happened to you, then when you go back, things will be different and you might not die fighting Spiderman.”

“What do you mean, fix us?”

“Look, our technology is advanced-”

“I can help you.”

Osborn grinned as Peter looked over at him, nodding.

“You know, I’m something of a scientist myself. Octavius knows what I can do.”

Octavius scoffed, shaking his head.

“Fix? You mean like a dog? I refuse.”

“I can’t promise you guys anything, but at least this way, you actually get to go home and have a chance. A second chance. I mean, come on, isn’t that worth trying?”

“Trust me Peter, when you try to fix people, there are always consequences.”

Peter looked over at Connors, slightly shaking his head.

“I mean, you don’t have to come.”

He made a face, tilting his head to the side.

“I also didn’t know that you could talk.”

Connors shrugged, nodding slightly. 

“But if you stay here, you’re gonna have to deal with the wizard.”

“So we go along or we die. Not much of a choice, is it?”

“I just wanna go home.”

“Well, I myself don’t wanna be killed, especially by a guy dressed like dungeons and dragons, so what’s your plan?”

“I have it all under control.”

Peter turned, walking back towards MJ and Ned, whispering as he lifted the box.

“What are we gonna do about this thing?”

“Well, we need to find somewhere safe for it, right?”

“Yeah, yes, yes. You gotta take it.”

MJ shook her head, making a face.

“Wait, what?”

“If something bad happens, I’ll text you and then you just have to push this and then it’s all over, and they’ll all be gone.”

MJ looked down at you, carefully lowering your head to the floor before she stood, walking closer to Peter and Ned. 

“We’re going with you. We’re not gonna leave you.”

“You can’t come with me. It’s too dangerous. You guys have already done enough.”

“Peter, we’re in this together.”

Peter took a deep breath, nodding as he looked over at Ned.

“I know we’re in this together Ned, but I can’t do this if I know that you’re in danger, okay? So for me, MJ, please, just take this. Please.”

MJ glared slightly as she took the box, nodding.

“Fine.”

“Thank you.”

“But Peter, I swear, if I don’t hever form you, I’m pressing the button.”

“Sure, okay.”

MJ looked over at the cells, glaring as she lifted her finger.

“And I will do it!”

“Yeah, we all believe you Michelle.”

Connors shook his head, huffing.

“No way that’s his girlfriend. No way.”

Peter nodded, looking over at the cells.

“She’ll do it.”

“Absolutely she will.”

“What about the witch?”

Peter made a face, looking over at Max who pointed at where you laid.

“The witch.”

Peter shook his head, huffing slightly.

“She’s coming with us.”

“Why? What use is she to us?”

“YN is one of the smartest people in this world, and the most powerful.”

“She just got whammied by a dungeons and dragons cosplayer. I don’t think she’s all powerful.”

“She is.”

Peter turned back towards MJ and Ned, nodding.

“Go, I’ve got this.”

“See you later.”

“Be safe.”

“You too.”

Peter watched them walk out of the crypt, taking a deep breath before he turned back towards the cells.

“So uh, who’s coming with me?”

“Well, I’m in. But, if this goes sideways, I’m gonna fry you from the inside out.”

Peter nodded as he pulled his phone out, shooting off a quick text before he walked towards you, carefully picking you up.

“Let’s go.”

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“Is YN okay?”

“She will be.”

“Okay, good.”

Peter looked around as the multiverse men entered the apartment, slightly making a face as he counted heads.

“Where’s Connors?”

“He told me he wants to stay in the truck.”

“Okay.”

Peter walked into the apartment after May, careful not to hit your head as he kicked the door shut.

“Alarm systems, deactivated.”

“Hey May?”

May leaned closer to Peter, nodding.

“Yeah?”

“I feel kinda bad using Happy’s place like this.”

May scoffed, shaking her head.

“No, no, no. He’ll get over it. Consider it payback for tricking us into staying here instead of one of YN’s places.”

Peter grinned as he walked into the living room, moving towards the couch. May moved a pillow so it was laying down, holding your head steady as Peter lowered you onto the couch. 

“So this is your plan Peter? No lab, no facilities, just performing miracles in a condominium? What, you’re gonna cook up some churros, some frozen burritos in a microwave?”

Norman looked up from Dummy, nodding slightly.

“I could go for a burrito.”

Dr. Octavius scoffed, rolling his eyes.

“He’s gonna kill us all.”

“Well, let’s hope not. You’re up first, Doc.”

Peter tapped Octavius’ shoulder as he passed him, Octavius shaking his head.

“What? Hey, I told you. I don’t need fixing. Especially by a teenager using scraps from a bachelor’s junk drawer.”

“No, no, no.”

Max shook his head, walking after Peter.

“He’s got something back there. I can feel it. That weird energy.”

“What the hell is that?”

Peter looked over at Norman as he pressed the button, nodding.

“It’s a fabricator.”

The fabricator started to grow, Peter taking a step back.

“It can analyze, design, construct, basically anything.”

May tilted her head to the side, her eyes wide.

“I thought that was a tanning bed Happy broke.”

She looked over at Peter, grinning slightly.

“Wonder if YN knows he has that.”

Peter slightly made a face, cocking his head to the side, nodding.

“Well, I’d assume so.”

Max’s eyes flickered golden, muttering.

“Look at that.”

Octavius jumped when there was a crash, turning, seeing part of the machine through the wall, muttering.

“He’s gonna kill us all.”

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“Look at this place. And all the possibilities.”

“What? This condo?”

Max nodded, turning towards Flint.

“Yeah. Yeah, the condo. I love the whole overfloor plan.”

Max scoffed, shaking his head.

“No! No, man. I’m talking about the world. I kinda like who I am here. And all that power back there? I could be so much more. So why did you come here?”

“I have a daughter. And I wanna see her. But he’s not gonna send anyone home till he’s finished his little science project back there.”

“You trust him?”

Flint crossed his arms over his chest, shaking his head.

“I don’t trust anyone. How’d you end up like that anyway?”

“The place I worked at, they were experimenting with electricity created by living organisms, and then I fell into a vat of electric eels.”

“You’re kidding. I fell into a supercollider.”

“Damn. Gotta be careful where you fall.”

“I got it!”

Peter slid to a stop, looking at May.

“I did it. Will you send him up?”

“Yup. Here we go.”

Peter ran up the stairs as May pressed the button on the tablet, lifting Octavius up into the air with the tentacles.

“Hold on, Doc.”

“All of these humiliations never cease.”

Peter grabbed Octavius’ head, pushing his head down so he could access his neck.

“You! Keep your science fair project away from me!”

“Hey, it will work. Have faith.”

“Says the reckless fool who turned himself into a monster.”

“Please stop. Hold still.”

“Don’t you dare. I swear, when I get out of this wicker, I’m gonna-”

He stopped talking, his head falling forward as the tentacles powered down.

“Doc? Doc? Doctor Octavius?”

He gasped, jerking too.

“It’s so quiet. Those voices, inside my head. I’d almost forgotten.”

“Otto.”

“Yes. Norman.”

Octavius was lowered to the ground, smiling.

“It’s me.”

Peter jumped down, landing in front of Dr. Octavius, smiling as Flint slightly nodded.

“Would you look at that.”

Peter returned acces of the tentacles to Octavius, one of the arms moving towards Peter’s chest, returning the nanos.

“I’m grateful, dear boy. Truly.”

“Yeah. You’re welcome.”

“How can I help?”

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Peter jerked, tensing as he set the tools he was using down, making a face as he stood, Octavius and Norman turning, looking over at him.

“Peter?”

“What’s wrong?”

“I don’t know.”

Peter walked out of the room, Octavius and Norman following behind him.

“May?”

May walked down the stairs, looking over at Peter.

“What is it Peter?”

“What’s happening?”

Peter came to a stop, looking around the room. Max glared, huffing as Norman walked out from behind Octavius towards the window.

“Why are you looking at me like that?”

Peter closed his eyes, taking a deep breath before he threw his arm out, webbing Norman’s hand with the bomb, Norman smikring as he turned.

“That’s some neat trick. That sense of yours.”

“Norman?”

“Norman’s on sabbatical honey.”

Max made a face, stepping back.

“The hell?”

“Goblin.”

“No more darker half?”

May slowly backed into the other room, grabbing the remaining cures, stuffing them into a bag.

“Did you really think that I’d let that happen? That I’d let you take away my power just because you’re blind to what true power can bring you?”

“You don’t know me.”

“Don’t I? I saw how she trapped you. Fighting her holy moral mission. We don’t need you to save us. We don’t need to be fixed. These are not curses. They’re gifts.”

“Norman, no.”

“Quiet lap dog.”

“You don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“I watched you from deep behind Norman’s cowardly eyes. Struggling to have everything you want, while the world tries to make you choose. Gods don’t have to choose. We take.”

“May, run!”

May ran past Octavius and Peter, running to the door as Max yanked his cure off his chest, Norman breaking free from the webbing holding him. Max lifted his hand, electricity surging around his hand as he pulled the arc reactor from the fabricator, Peter leaning back before it could hit him. Norman punched Peter, causing him to hit the bottom of the staircase while Flint left.

“Oh my god. What have you done?”

Max looked down at the reactor, his electricity changing colors as the lights flickered. He turned towards Octavius, glaring at him.

“I liked you better before.”

He lifted his arm, hitting Octavius with a surge of power, pushing him through the window. Max walked towards the window, his powers surging as Flint created a sand storm, falling into the mix before he zapped away, Flint flying in the opposite direction.

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Your head felt stuffy as you slowly came to, blinking as you looked up at the ceiling. 

“What the hell?”

You groaned as you sat up, everything spinning for a few seconds. You looked around, slightly making a face. 

“What the hell am I doing in Happy’s apartment?”

You looked down when you saw a golden flicker, seeing sparks dancing between your fingers for a few seconds before it disappeared.

“What the hell?”

You shook your head as you looked around the apartment, getting a better look at the place, your eyes widening.

“Oh my god.”

You stood up, staggering for a second before you gained your footing, stepping over the debris, yelling.

“May! Peter!”

You checked the entire apartment for any sign of them, running out of the apartment, gasping.

“Oh god.”

The hall was just as worse as the inside, if not more. You walked further down the hall, stopping at the hole that stretched halfway to the end of the hall, looking down. The hole went down aat least two floors, causing you to wince as you looked for the door to the stairs, rolling your eyes. Of course the stairs had to be at the other end of the hall. You turned when you heard sirens, running to the window, looking down. News vans and cops littered the ground, your eyes widening.

“Shit.”

You turned, slightly shaking your head as you took a deep breath, running forward. You were about to jump when something slammed into you, causing you to groan as you landed on your back. You looked up, tensing.

“Lizard man.”

Hee smirked, his tongue slithering out as he tilted his head to the side.

“Connors.”

You nodded, taking a deep breath.

“Right, Connors. Apologies.”

He nodded, grinning.

“Now, where do you think you're going?”

You glanced around, trying to find a way out from under him.

“Anywhere but here.”

He nodded, leaning closer down to you.

“Peter, he needs your help. Too bad you can’t offer him that.”

You clenched your jaw, glaring up at him.

“Peter’s only trying to do the right thing. He’s trying to help you. All of you.”

“We’re not broken toys that need to be fixed.”

You scoffed, shaking your head.

“You sure about that? Because you're a lizard when you should be a man.”

He huffed, glaring down at you.

“You’ll learn, just like Peter’ll learn.”

You growled, shaking your head as you lifted your leg, kicking him. His shock caused him to lean up, giving you enough space to crawl back away from him, turning and jumping to your feet, running towards the door that led to the stairwell.

“Not so fast.”

You gasped when something wrapped around your ankle, yanking you back. Your face slammed into the floor, your teeth grinding together as you were dragged down the hall. Connors picked you up by the back of your shirt, slamming you into the wall, the wall cracking around you as you groaned, something wet dripping from your hairline.

“You’re not going to be of much help.”

You flicked your hand out, gasping when he lifted you, tossing you down the hall. You stopped at the edge of the hole, your chest heaving as you looked down and then back at Connors. You tried using your powers again, making a face when nothing happened.

“Seriously?”

You looked back at Connors, watching as he started to make his way towards you. You tried again, huffing when you didn’t feel the familiar pull of your powers.

“Fucking Strange.”

Connors started to move faster, and you looked down at the hole, making a decision. With a gasp you fell backwards, falling into the hole just as Connors made a swipe at you. You groaned when you landed, shakingly getting onto your knees. Your head hurt, just like the rest of you did, but you pushed it to the side when you heard a crash, your eyes widening.

“Peter.”

You shakingly stood, wincing before you ran towards the end of the hall, pulling the door open. You glanced at the floor number, huffing.

“Of course it had to be at the top.”

You started to run down the stairs, tensing when you heard a crash, seeing Connors running after you.

“Seriously?”

You peeked over the railing, huffing slightly.

“Screw this.”

You jumped over the railing, falling a few floors before you reached out, grabbing onto the railing, slamming into the side, huffing. You groaned as you pulled yourself over the railing, falling onto the steps. You reached up, touching at the sore spot on your hand, your fingertips coated in your blood. You huffed, shaking your head.

“Fucking Strange.”

Not only did he take your powers, but he took your healing ability too? Low blow. Sparing a glance above you, you saw Connors still coming after you.

“Seriously? Asshole.”

You started running again, a slight limp to your step when you heard a crash, metal pieces falling next to you, causing you to move to the side when there was a growl. You looked up, jumping when you saw Connors grinning at you.

“I told you, you would learn.”

You went to jump over the railing again when his tail wrapped around your middle, swinging you back before he let you go, causing you to fly through the wall, groaning as you landed on a table, the table breaking under you. Pushing yourself up, you looked down at your arm, seeing the trail of blood.

“Fuck.”

Connors came rushing into the room, flicking his tail to the side as he looked down at you.

“Peter said you were the smartest person in the world. The most powerful. But you’re not. You’re weak.”

You looked around, reaching towards the vase, throwing it at Connor’s head, jumping up and running. He huffed a laugh as you ran out of the apartment, running down the hall.

“Where do you think you’re going?”

Connors grabbed you, slamming you into the wall, your chest heaving as you looked up at him, his hand wrapped around your throat, squeezing.

“Yo- you want to stay a lizard, I suggest you get out of here. This place is surrounded by cops. If they find you, I can promise you they will do whatever it takes to turn you back, humane or not.”

He growled, glancing out the window, looking at the flashing lights.

“I’m serious. They were willing to drug me just to get to Peter. What do you think they’ll do to you when they find out you’re not even from this universe? They’ll lock you up. Experiment on you. You’d get to learn what it’s like to be the experiment instead of the experimenter.”

He growled, his grip on your neck tightening for a second before he was letting you go, glaring as you dropped to the floor, heaving. You rubbed your neck, looking up at him.

“You should go. Now.”

He ran towards the end of the hall, jumping out of the window. You shook your head as you pulled yourself up, using the wall for support.

“Asshole.”

You ran back to the stairwell, checking the floor number, breathing a sigh of relief when you saw there were only two floors left.  Using the railing for support you ran down the last set of stairs, running out of the stairwell, your eyes widening. Peter was on the floor, Norman holding him up by his head as May faced them, holding a pipe in her hand. You ran towards them, screaming her name when you saw the glider appear behind her, slamming into her.

“May!”

“Peter, Peter, Peter.”

You ran to May, dropping to your knees beside her.

“May, May, hey, come on, wake up.”

She groaned, her eyes fluttering as she looked over at you.

“YN? You’re awake, that’s good.”

You huffed a laugh, nodding.

“Yeah, I’m gonna kick Strange’s ass when I see him again.”

She looked you over, slightly shaking her head as she reached up, running her fingers down the side of your face.

“You’re hurt.”

“No good deed goes unpunished.”

You shook your head, offering her a small smile.

“I’m fine.”

She nodded slightly, looking around.

“Whe- where’s Peter?”

She tried to sit up, causing you to shake your head as you stopped her, gently laying her back down.

“No, no, no. Don’t move.”

“Peter. You can thank me later.”

“He’s right over-”

You turned, looking over your shoulder.

“He’s right over-”

Your eyes widened when you saw Peter and Norman, gasping when Norman threw a bomb towards you.

“No!”

Peter jumped, his fingers skimming the bomb. You turned, throwing yourself over May, covering her body with yours as the bomb went off.

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Next Generation (1)

A/N: A friend sent me this and I wanted to write an HC with them, maybe I will write part two. This drives me crazy, more than all the fics I wrote or plan to write and it gives me anxiety. Happy to share it with you. The reader is mostly "you" I hope it's ok for GN.

You can consider this as an AU because the scenes don't follow the MCU timeline. Some happen during the Blip, some after and some before.

You can skip the character you don't like stories don't follow with eachother.

+4.5k words not proofread.

Warning: Blood, bitch word, and more. But lost of ❤️‍🩹💔/🧨💥/🦋❤️‍🔥

Prompt is "Fall asleep on his/her lap"

Peter Parker:

• In a few weeks, the final exams will start. This is important for you and your parent. Best universities are ready to accept you.

• You are really smart, have the highest scores in your high school, and every student asks for help but there is one subject where you aren't good at all.

• Technology is your worst subject. You hate it. You worked so hard but got the lowest grades all the time.

• You had no choice but to ask another person who is the smartest student in Midtown Science High School.

• Hours since Peter Parker tries to explain to you how it works but your brain is malfunctioning. He's speaking like a Spanish cow.

• You take a break because of your headache, sitting now on his bed you observe all around you while he goes to bring some snacks.

• Of course changing the subject it's hard but when he talks about villains, you find him more attractive.

• After midnight your eyelids are heavy, you can't stop yawning and finally fall asleep on his lap. He's surprised and asks you if you're sleeping whilst you can't hear him already in Morpheus' arms.

• He doesn't know what to do or wants to risk waking you up but he has the urge to remove some stokes on your face, so he acts gently making you purr.

Tony Stark:

• You're 7 y/o, single child and orphan. You deeply love Morgan Stark as your lil sister, spending all your time with her and when the parent isn't around the two of you raise hell together.

• One night, sitting on the ground under a sheet with a light on, Morgan is telling stories about heroes and enjoys making you scream with the villain's part.

• Suddenly the sheet flies and reveals Mr. Stark looking at you with a serious face while both of you scream and laugh in relief. The bedtime is ticking for half an hour now, the story won't change tomorrow so it's time to sleep.

• Every night you are thirsty, even in the Stark House, it's obvious to sneak out of the bedroom, open the fridge, take a bottle, pour a fresh glass of water and drink hide in the shadow when Morgan's daddy moves light blue things in front of him.

• He's moving weirdly on the chair but once on the sofa, he seems painless. He still works, something very important because according to your soul sister when he frowns his brow and is not in bed whereas the outside is so dark that means he's onto something for the superheroes.

• You want to see more but every step you do, your sight is blurry and your eyes heavier. You climb on the sofa put your head on Tony Stark's lap and fall asleep.

• He's not pleased to see you there but waits a few minutes before putting you in your bed.

Steve Rogers:

• Still thinking you're a freak and have to work hard to control this curse, you're standing before the Avenger building with only a bundle of your clothes. There are many people inside, young and old, they're training, using their ability to help weak humans, not able to protect themselves against enemies.

• You read every book you could find, every article on the internet to learn about what you are but anything is clear or helpful and as usual when you're frustrated you need to expulse it.

• Months later, still at the same point without no answer, you go to the gym room, kick a punching bag so hard that it flies through the room and finishes on Captain America's feet.

• He's not there every day but that doesn't mean he's not in touch with all his students. So when it's necessary and he had to interfere, he prefers to do it face to face. Then you sit next to him and tell him everything.

• You spend all your free time training and studying. Go to sleep late and wake up early. You take no break with others, to breathe and think differently.

• Steve points out the fact even with all the training rooms and intense schedules, this place is for people like him, like you, people who feel like outcasts, reject. Staying alone can't change the feeling of being a monster, we need to be surrounded by people like us and feel we're from something.

• Then he starts being more personal and telling you stories about him. All frustration is gone, your nerves are relaxed and even if you love hearing Rogers's stories, he knows it, you try hard to stay focused but exhausted you completely fall asleep on his lap.

Natasha Romanoff:

• After moving on to the Avengers building a couple of weeks ago and you've been evaluated, a wonderful ginger woman chooses you to follow her special training.

• This is particularly intense, you fall on the ground all the time. The punches, kicks, etc aren't light because every night you groan to remove your clothes and watch many bruises on your body and face, plus your reflection in the mirror shows the lower of your lip is slipping.

• She plans several duals where you and other students have to fight with each other and you've been kicked one by one.

• Natasha's personal training is awful each time but without it, that's a hundred per cent sure you'd spend this particular night in a hospital. She literally saves your life.

• After a marathon night for the first time out of the building, some young students and you are involved in an attack by a band of drunk guys.

• None of you are hurt, only them, are suffering badly and after the police officers leave you to come home, the oldest buys many beers and you all finish the night on the roof of your new house

• A few hours later, the music is off, and you are the last of your kind awake who is blinded by a light held by your Teacher of self-defence. And then sits next to you, wants to know what's happened hours ago. You made the mistake to put your head on her lap because you fell asleep before telling her the story.

• The last thing you heard is she finds you so peaceful.

Bruce Banner:

• You're a genius assistant working at the Avengers Tower who plans to create something to save more lives than usual.

• One night you heard about Tony's and Bruce's project and want to help them, even after their failure with Ultron and Sokovia.

• Every day and night you work on this new project, drink too much caffeine, eat not enough and have no social interaction. Then you have burnout, become furious and break everything in the lap.

• Banner who has insomnia, runs to the noises, worrying and thinking of an attack but once in the room, nobody is there. Some screens are still working and drops blood on the floor he follows leading him to a room where there are sofas, chairs and a bar with alcohol.

• While he's healing your hands, he and you talk about your project, he clarifies many points where you were struggling for days then you realize asking for help is what you should do earlier. It's not a bad thing because all your qualifications have their limits. And the fact you're exhausted tricks your minds into resolving some easy tasks.

• It's embarrassing for you because you always want to impress him and Stark but he tells you he is, proud of you and always keeps an eye on your progress.

• This little session of confession and your sleep deprivation make you forget the manner because you rest your head on his lap, ask for a story and he puts a blanket over you.

Clint Barton:

• Your partner Hawkeye and you are in a jet when it was under attack by Hydra, the pilot dies before the crash and only you two are safe, lost in a wood somewhere in Canada.

• Walking hours to avoid the death squad by blurring the footprints you leave behind, stopping those who are really close to catch you, both try to find a living place to contact the Shield to be rescued.

• One of them has a Walkie-talkie on him that you untie from his military vest. Unfortunately, it works with fingerprints and a code to unlock it but the former user can't help you anymore. Doesn't really matter because it's usable to spy on them and predict their moves. Of course, it's not funny when it's easy, right?

• You are sitting on a tree limb, shooting some arrows around you as an alarm to be informed and secure the area. Hydra soldiers are surrounding you, walking closer towards you, while the Archer with the Mohawk is the bait you stop them not deadly by shooting arrows, all that by climbing up and down the tree in a circle.

• Many men are down, one of them still conscious touch you, nothing serious just scratches on your abdomen and your left leg making you fall on the snowy ground.

• Behind a bush, a sneaky bitch jumps out on you, grabs the knife on her ankle to stab your thigh. In time you close your legs, twist a little bit on a side, pull your waist up, all of this, taking support on the snowy floor and kicking her ass making her hit the tree truck.

• When your partner finally joins you, he carries you on his back to an old cabin he found. The fun fact is his bow and arrows are in it since the all-time he was looking for in the jet before the crash. It's full of dirt and ashes, fell right into the chimney.

• He heals you by putting a bandage all around your wounded tight and a band-aid on your torso. After being absent for several minutes, Clint appears with a phone, some cans of food, and water.

• Until the Shield comes, you put your head on Clint's lap, turn your face on his side for more darkness. He was envious telling, he wishes he can fall asleep everywhere like I do, so you point out that your physical health situation required rest and you have no choice but to wait by sleeping even though you'd love to talk with him.

Thor Odinson:

• Witness of the destruction of your homeworld by the Ragnarok and resident on Midgard for a couple of years.

• You wander at New Asgard and see, beside a white sculpture next to the sea, the real destroyer of your world who's talking to his axe. The anger deep down in your heart is now burning and running through your vein.

• Walking towards him with a hateful gaze, two knives hide under your sleeves that you catch when their slip into your hands. At the last moment, he sees you turning around yourself and kneeling to cut him in a different area of his body.

• Without wasting any time you face him and jump to stab him on his perfect muscular chest but he stops you in time. The tip of the knife in your right hand pokes him but the one on your left rips his shirt.

• Once crouch, you push hard on your feet to jump and spin on yourself again as a storm, arms spread to cause lots of injuring as you can but not really powerful he gets some cuts not serious.

• Feet on the floor, you try again and again to stab him, to cut him but he dodges all your moves, even when you jump in the air he predicts it because you always do the same move.

• With the palm of his hand he pushes you, making you fall and your head hit a rock. Refusing to give up even if your left eye is drowning in blood, full of rage this time you run but the voice of King Valkyrie makes you stop. She looks upset by your behavior with her friend, the former Prince Odinson.

• Your grandparents was Hela's slaves and she killed one of their unborn child. Her comeback causes their death. All your friends can't flee the Ragnarok. And your family died in the hands of the Goddess of death.

• The God of Sparkles seems sorry and after bad jokes, he tells you once again Asgard is not a place but the people. Lots of Asgardians have lost family, friends but we can still honor them and their memories by living, spreading love and helping everybody.

• The anger is gone, you start to cry in Thor's arm. Meanwhile, he talks with Valkyrie about your fight skills he finds very impressive but need to be improved.

• Now relief, the night you spent awake walking in the streets reminds you to rest and quickly you fall asleep on his lap. The worthy God finds this adorable and the excitement that you forgive him makes you growl to noisy as he is.

Stephen Strange:

• The night is still the same, full of criminals with vigilantes to stop them but the world misses one of their best pale, you. Because you are stuck on a stupid mountain with weak guys who learn stupid wizardly tricks.

• It's been months since you're there and the only action was thankfully when the gorgeous and powerful Scarlet Witch went to kidnap and kill your multiverse pinball friend.

• Now there's only training, training, training and training, Monday to Sunday. When there's no training you have to study even though you read all the books in Kamar-Taj's library and know them by heart. You really need action.

• Wong has to go to San Francisco, a karaoke night you heard. Sign to hit the road. America knows about your plans and blackmails you to let her go on an adventure with you.

• She tries a dozen times to open a portal and finally gives up when you're calling her out from another room after opened yours. She's still struggling with basics but has no choice if she wants no one teleported to another universe when she sneezes.

• The two of you are walking in a dark room and while she's complaining why the Sanctum Sanctorum and not another place, you're trying to find your way based on your memories.

• Finally in the living room, MAC's sitting on a chair, stars to rummage on a desk next to her and sitting in front of her you do an impression of Dr. Wizard. Both of you stop to giggle when a sound from upstairs draws your attention.

• It's a bad idea she whispers a million times but can't stop to follow you into the new room that looks like a museum. She sticks her nose onto every window that contains artefacts while you're looking for something precisely.

• Half an hour later, America reminds you it's time to go home and perhaps the next week you'll find the cloak. But when you open a portal, a voice is coming from another room and sounds coming closer to you.

• You have to think faster, look at your friend who recognizes the way you look at her and gonna warns you but you spin your hands making move the portal where she is. After she comes back to Kamar-Taj, you run to a closet and stay there for several hours.

• Stephen Strange is sitting on a chair without moving, that's insane. You feel disconnected from reality, the urge to sleep is driving you crazy. Out of control, your head hit the closet's door which is open a few seconds later.

• You fall literally on his arm and try hard to keep your eyes open, unfortunately with no more energy, it's a losing battle. Very surprised he catches you in time and falls too on the floor with you. Angry he tries to wake you up but his cloak blocks Stephen's mouth and arm. Even a herd of elephants can't do anything.

Wanda Maximoff:

• There are plenty of anonymous clubs for people who want to talk and don’t want to feel alone. But how, when everybody knows you because of the several past crimes and the most important fight again Thanos?

• The Westview’s victims are afraid, hate and feel pity for her but one soul felt everything: sadness, anger, and happiness which are not her own feelings.

• An empath is a person who feels every feeling of people all around it. No one can hide a broken heart, burst love, the pain and joy during labor, or the horror to lose everything.

• You’re walking city after city, scanning every person you meet and this is really exhausting. If you could expand your power all around the world it’ll be easy and faster.

• She’s the only one who can help with your ability, the only one who was there for you when she had family problems and the only one who believes in you.

• The most powerful magical gal always found time for you, now it’s your turn to have time and to help her.

• Somewhere in New Jersey, you finally find her where everything starts but nothing looks like home. Something is different, the atmosphere is thick and you can feel the darkness surrounding you even in a beautiful flourishing garden.

• She’s there picking apples, in a casual outfit, her beautiful ginger hair braided, smiling at you when she sees you. You try to hide the uncomfortable feeling running through you about this place, about the darkness, the anger and the sadness living in her.

• Something weird happen. The desire to help her is huge and without the daily training to channel your power makes you back on the first day you struggle with. No there’s something else.

• Tiny bolts of electricity come out of your finger to hit her head pretty hard, it’s hard to get out of your influence but extremely powerful and help by something else.

• To stop you she uses her power and whips the air making you spin and fly to strike the tree and break some of your bones at the same time.

• You whine in pain and cry, Wanda kneels next to you, puts your head on her lap and tells you, she’s not mad at you, she was there to help you once, she is and always be there to help you again.

• She lifts her hand above your head, makes dance her finger and adds that will help you to have nice dreams. And then you faint.

Bucky Barnes:

• Born in the USA, rose in Africa, after the death of your parents you grew up and have been rose with the Dora Milaje, the warrior women of Wakanda.

• One day Captain America comes to see the King and demands help for a man with long hair and only one arm. This second white man sleeps in Shuri's Lab, where she will remove a program out of his brain with Ayo.

• Some nights, you go to visit him while he's sleeping, so peaceful he looks and spy on them outside of Mount Bashenga and after a few weeks, the White wolf is free from the brainwashing.

• The last time you saw him was on the battlefield against Thanos and his minions when he was the victim of the snap. He calls his best friend, walks towards him, starts to crumble in ashes and before he fades away in front of your eyes, you believe he looks at you sadly.

• Five years later thanks to Dr. Banner and Mr. Stark, every victim from the Blip come back to life and those aliens are beaten. Many things have changed in five years, people grew old, are officially a protector of the King, whereas others try to have a life in a new world.

• This is working in your mind, did you create everything you saw because of what you feel? You need answers and luckily you've been chosen to capture Helmut Zero the pet of The Falcon and The Winter Soldier.

• Ayo is disappointed by your actions, in no circumstances you would be touched by anybody and says you have to rid of what is heavy in your heart.

• Next to a pub, you meet James who invites you to drink. Several hard liquors later, you become more talkative and share things you never should as the nights you went to the lab, the night you were in wood to watch his improvement. And the day you cry, thinking he was dead.

• He tells he felt your presence. Spending time with only an arm couldn't affect his ability to protect himself, he was in Wakanda surrounded by amazing people, warriors and Dora Milaje but he felt safer with you around and was sad to be separated from you without exchanging a word.

• You kiss him not on his lips or his cheek either but in between. Beginning a relationship on two different continents won't be a good idea and after your confession, it was the only chance to take.

• The pub is empty now, only the two of you still talking for hours. You decided to take a nap, waiting for a delivery man to come with your food but not sober at all you fall asleep on his shoulder. He wraps his arm around you to be sure your head doesn't hit the table.

Loki Laufeyson:

• The royal family and the servants spend time together and even more their kids. Some boys are trained to protect the King, his wife and kids. And some girls by witches.

• You love spending time with the Queen, witches and the servants but more with soldiers when they are training, the only moment to know who's better between you and your best friends, the Odinson.

• Rivalry was born in Loki's heart, growing up in his Brother's shadow and Thor became cocky without knowing what worthy is.

• Things are getting worse when the God of Mischief learns about his origin and in a bad way.

• All Asgardians act differently with him, except The Queen Frigga, his mother or more specifically his foster mother who is still the same with her sons since the beginning. And you, his best friend, who always win every hand-to-hand combat when he's not cheating.

• A terrible event happened a couple of weeks ago, the greatest woman of the nine realms was killed, Asgard will mourn her for months but the renegade is excluded. You have to check on the prisoner.

• She was the only woman who really loved him even if he's not an Asgardian born on the same planet as all of them who live there and he deeply loved her.

• You knock out a guardian, put the suit on, look for his jail cell and find a tall, depressive man. Unsuccessfully, you call him out, knock on the window, he's still sitting there watching the void.

• No more choice, this is necessary. It will take minutes, not enough but it'll be better than nothing and you'd rather ask for forgiveness than for permission.

• You go to close and lock the door, remove the new outfit and astral project yourself in his cell, you kneel next to him. When he comes out of the mist and looks into your eyes, a short light of happiness through it.

• His heart is not broken but devastated, Thor visited him once but you know he needs you too and you're not wrong.

• So you grab his hands, he put his head on your lap and without any sound, any tears shed or words spoken, you feel him crying.

• Time running out, the door is about to break, you kiss the top of his head and move it slowly on the floor and then returned into your body.

Pietro Maximoff:

• You are the leader of the biggest protesting group against weapons and mostly the Stark industry. You try to spread your opinions in a pacific way but you can't control everyone, all their anger's born from years of violence. Frightening people who are tired of their children, parents, friends, and neighbors are killed every day every time and not only here in the USA but all around the world. Death attracts death.

• All events organized by the industry are the best day for The Twin and you to protest in the streets and in front of the building. Information is collected and shared with the other group thanks to the internet, plus actions, orders are quickly executed.

• When the billionaire douchebag came back from Afghanistan things gets worse because he create more than weapons but horrific armor.

• Canceling the plans is the only solution, and tonight is your chance. Some of you break into the industry, split into two teams you try to hack the computer while the second team disappear somewhere else in the building.

• Your senses scream something's wrong, better to keep an eye on them with security cameras. And you were right, they planned to destroy this place.

• Once outside, all of you fight about what happened there, you've been smack by a bitch when you tell them you informed the philanthropist playboy because you are afraid people are hurt.

• The twin are not happy about your action but clearly understand you and protect you from those who think you should not lead anymore.

• The merchant of Death could avoid his lab to blown up, but not your virus to destroy all his files even if it's temporary. You stay positive though, you will succeed maybe you need to join the team.

• The night is not over, there are tensions in your group, and you all need to rest to clear your mind to know what to do next.

• In your private room, on your bed Pietro is sitting, your head on his lap, can't stop to bother you while you fall asleep and next to you, Wanda who gives you hands massage. Despite your opinions, they're still there with you. A little bit disappointed but always by your side.

• They are the real protagonists of what happened and it will not end there because volunteer for something bigger.

Vision:

• You are there the night he was born, it is outstanding to watch. The Avengers are fighting with each other but stop when the God of Thunder appears and strikes with electricity the regeneration cradle and wakes up the new members. All hair on your body is shivering.

• You spend lots of days and nights, watching and studying the security footage to know how he came to life.

• One day Wanda comes back to her bedroom to watch the news about the accident in Lagos. Vis talks with her and minutes later he leaves her.

• In the kitchen you make your umpteenth hot beverage, behind you, he analyses you and points out that you should slow down, it is not really healthy, plus you need to sleep.

• You spend hours talking with him about how he feels to look different in comparison with humans, about all the knowledge he gained before being able to breathe and the fact he will never die.

• Perhaps it could help you, it could save your life against the disease humanity can't cure.

• All the session chemo makes you weak, you put then your head on his lap to rest a little bit before returning to work. He finds that fascinating.

Thanks for reading it. Hope you like it. My Masterlist. My Marvel Masterlists.

#Marvel #MCU #Peter Parker #Spider Man #Tony Stark #Steve Rogers #Captain America #Natasha Romanoff #Black Widow #Bruce Banner #Hulk #Clint Barton #Hawkeye #Thor #Thor Odinson #Stephen Strange #Doctor Strange #Wanda Maximoff #Scarlet Witch #Bucky Barnes #Winter Soldier #Loki #Loki Laufeyson #Pietro Maximoff #Quicksilver #Vis #Vision

[stony-ao3-feed]

Betrothals and Betrayals

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by Elenduen

Heirs to the Kingdoms of Eregand and Lonliand, Steve and Tony are betrothed as children to strengthen the two countries' alliance against the encrouching armies of Hydra and Terring.

After the assassination of his parents and the attempted assassination of himself, Tony is brought to the court of Eregand for his protection and so he and Steve can get to know each other, but more attempts on his life follow and so he is sent away to be educated in a secret location until he is of age.

The sudden death of his Grandfather King of Lonliand and another attempt on his life bring Tony out of exile sooner than expected to claim his crown and wed Steve. But the threats to his life, to their lands still exist and those close to the crown are plotting against the new King and Prince, wanting power for themselves.

Struggling to fit into their new rolls, struggling with each other and what is expected of them, Tony and Steve have to overcome uncertainty, mistrust, misunderstanding, and betrayals along with constant threats to their lives if they are ever to find happiness together.

Words: 3648, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: The Avengers (Marvel Movies), The Avengers (Marvel) - All Media Types

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Categories: M/M

Characters: Steve Rogers, Tony Stark, James "Bucky" Barnes, Natasha Romanov (Marvel), James "Rhodey" Rhodes, Sam Wilson (Marvel), Thor (Marvel), Clint Barton, Peggy Carter, Jarvis (Iron Man movies), Ana Jarvis, Sharon Carter (Marvel), T'Challa (Marvel), Peter Parker, Morgan Stark (Marvel Cinematic Universe), Pepper Potts, Johann Schmidt, Alexander Pierce, Brock Rumlow, Baron Zemo, Obadiah Stane, Ho Yinsen

Relationships: Steve Rogers/Tony Stark

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Historical, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Mpreg, Arranged Marriage, Slow Burn, Hurt/Comfort, Hurt Tony Stark, Orphan Peter Parker, Alternate Universe - Royalty, Suspense, Action/Adventure, Romance, Pregnant Tony Stark, Red Skull - Freeform, Kidnapping, Protective Steve Rogers

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#stony #fanfiction #ao3feed #superhusbands #stevetony

[niniblack]

the ghost at the back of your closet

The DODC makes good on their threat to charge May with child endangerment, sending Peter into foster care. But in a universe where Tony Stark is still alive, his actions have repercussions as well, and May Parker isn’t the only one fighting to get custody of her child back. Meanwhile, Peter’s left completely alone and unable to contact any of his loved ones, trying to navigate a system he thought he’d left behind after his aunt and uncle picked him up a few weeks after his parents’ deaths. And he’s absolutely not going to let anything like what happened to him happen to Morgan, no matter what he has to do to make sure she’s safe.

Chapter 9

In this chapter, Tony deals with government lackeys and stops playing by the rules, while Peter does some internet research and chafes against the new restrictions placed upon him, no matter how well meaning they are.

#my fic #irondad #spiderson #irondad and spiderson #tony stark #peter parker #fanfic #wip

[ao3feed-stony]

Betrothals and Betrayals

by Elenduen

Heirs to the Kingdoms of Eregand and Lonliand, Steve and Tony are betrothed as children to strengthen the two countries' alliance against the encrouching armies of Hydra and Terring.

After the assassination of his parents and the attempted assassination of himself, Tony is brought to the court of Eregand for his protection and so he and Steve can get to know each other, but more attempts on his life follow and so he is sent away to be educated in a secret location until he is of age.

The sudden death of his Grandfather King of Lonliand and another attempt on his life bring Tony out of exile sooner than expected to claim his crown and wed Steve. But the threats to his life, to their lands still exist and those close to the crown are plotting against the new King and Prince, wanting power for themselves.

Struggling to fit into their new rolls, struggling with each other and what is expected of them, Tony and Steve have to overcome uncertainty, mistrust, misunderstanding, and betrayals along with constant threats to their lives if they are ever to find happiness together.

Words: 3648, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: The Avengers (Marvel Movies), The Avengers (Marvel) - All Media Types

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Categories: M/M

Characters: Steve Rogers, Tony Stark, James "Bucky" Barnes, Natasha Romanov (Marvel), James "Rhodey" Rhodes, Sam Wilson (Marvel), Thor (Marvel), Clint Barton, Peggy Carter, Jarvis (Iron Man movies), Ana Jarvis, Sharon Carter (Marvel), T'Challa (Marvel), Peter Parker, Morgan Stark (Marvel Cinematic Universe), Pepper Potts, Johann Schmidt, Alexander Pierce, Brock Rumlow, Baron Zemo, Obadiah Stane, Ho Yinsen

Relationships: Steve Rogers/Tony Stark

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Historical, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Mpreg, Arranged Marriage, Slow Burn, Hurt/Comfort, Hurt Tony Stark, Orphan Peter Parker, Alternate Universe - Royalty, Suspense, Action/Adventure, Romance, Pregnant Tony Stark, Red Skull - Freeform, Kidnapping, Protective Steve Rogers

source https://archiveofourown.org/works/42070581

#stony #steve rogers #tony stark #iron man #captain america #fan fiction #ao3 stony feed #stony fan

[ao3feed-janefoster]

Avengers: Aftermath

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by BuddyBoy27

Thanos's decimation wiped out most of the resistance against him. The Avengers' most powerful and iconic members are gone. Tony Stark turned to dust on Titan in the hands of his protege, while Steve Rogers and Thor disappeared from Wakanda following the battle. Now, Peter Parker is trapped on a ship far from home with only Nebula for company. Waiting for him back on Earth are a confused people with no one able to answer their questions.

Peter must utilise the help of the few that survived in order to move on from their loss. Utilising the full might of Stark Industries, as well as his own political capital, Peter becomes the world's foremost spokesman for the enhanced, and uses his influence to help the world move on. Eventually having a peaceful existence, his life is thrown into disarray with the arrival of Scott Lang, and his insane plan to save the dusted.

Words: 140, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe, The Avengers (Marvel) - All Media Types, X-Men - All Media Types, Guardians of the Galaxy (Movies)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, Major Character Death

Categories: F/M, Gen

Characters: Peter Parker, Nebula (Marvel), Carol Danvers, Jane Foster (Marvel), Yelena Belova, Brian Braddock, Logan (X-Men), Jennifer Walters, Harley Keener, Amadeus Cho, Sam Alexander, Rocket Raccoon, Scott Lang, Clea, Elizabeth Braddock, Scott Summers, Jean Grey, Charles Xavier, Brunnhilde | Valkyrie (Marvel), Reed Richards, Susan Storm (Fantastic Four), Ben Grimm, Johnny Storm, Cassie Lang, Pepper Potts, Morgan Stark (Marvel Cinematic Universe), Felicia Hardy, Tony Stark, Stephen Strange, Steve Rogers, T'Challa (Marvel), Shuri (Marvel), Lila Barton, James "Rhodey" Rhodes, Natasha Romanov (Marvel), Clint Barton, Bruce Banner, Wanda Maximoff, Thor (Marvel), Peter Quill, Drax the Destroyer, Gamora (Marvel), Groot (Marvel)

Relationships: Felicia Hardy/Peter Parker, Peter Parker & Pepper Potts, Peter Parker & Morgan Stark (Marvel Cinematic Universe), Harley Keener & Peter Parker, Nebula & Peter Parker, Carol Danvers & Peter Parker, Peter Parker & Johnny Storm, Yelena Belova & Peter Parker, Logan (X-Men) & Peter Parker, Peter Parker & Jennifer Walters, Elizabeth Braddock & Peter Parker, Peter Parker & Shuri, Reed Richards/Susan Storm (Fantastic Four), Jean Grey/Scott Summers, Johnny Storm/Lila Barton, Peter Parker & Tony Stark

Additional Tags: Not Avengers: Endgame (Movie) Compliant, Genius Peter Parker, Peter Parker Needs a Hug, New Avengers, CEO Peter Parker, Civil War Team Iron Man, Canon Divergence - Avengers: Infinity War Part 1 (Movie), Stark Industries, Pepper Potts Acting as Peter Parker's Parental Figure, Harley Keener & Peter Parker & Morgan Stark are Siblings (Marvel Cinematic Universe), Mutants, Sokovia Accords

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#IFTTT #ao3feed #fanfic #jane foster

[raeofgayshine]

“Steve Rogers if you tell me to ‘calm down’ Tony will not be the only one who is in a coma,”

- And other lines from Pepper that actually make me cackle

#ravenpuff writes #peter and morgan #Peter Parker and Morgan Stark Against the universe #shit what tag did I use #one of them #anyways l love this fic

[ao3feed-irondadspiderson]

Would you lie with me and just forget the world?

https://archiveofourown.org/works/50887822 by Lerya As he sees the light of the arc reactor dim and go out, Peter whimpers. At least until he feels a very faint pulse against his fingertips. Tony Stark had always been a fighter, he wasn't going to end that now. Words: 844, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Series: Part 16 of Whump 2023 Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe, Spider-Man (Tom Holland Movies) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: F/M Characters: Tony Stark, Peter Parker, Pepper Potts, Stephen Strange, James "Rhodey" Rhodes, Shuri (Marvel), Aunt May Parker (Marvel), Morgan Stark (Marvel Cinematic Universe) Relationships: Pepper Potts/Tony Stark, Peter Parker & Tony Stark, Tony Stark & Stephen Strange, James "Rhodey" Rhodes & Tony Stark Additional Tags: Post-Endgame, Tony Stark Lives, Peter Parker Whump, Peter Parker Needs a Hug, Pepper Potts Needs a Hug, Amputation, Prostetics read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/50887822

#IFTTT #ao3feed #fanfic #iron dad and spider son #spider son #iron dad #peter parker #tony stark

[vendettaparker]

You Say the Whole World’s Ending (Honey, It Already Did) [P.P]

Summary: Peter mourns his greatest loss.

Word Count: 1.1k

Warnings: Character death, angst, typos, throwing up

a/n: hi! i’m genuinely so sorry for how sad this is lol. i had to write this idea down before i forgot it. that one bo burnam song really got me :( here it is if you want to hear it! hope you enjoy and as always reblogs and comments are greatly appreciated! ok. back to my hiatus :)

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“Today, the world mourns the loss of one of the most innovative teens in existence,” The news reported stated with tears in her eyes, “Last night, (Y/N) Stark was found dead after going missing for three months. The cause of death has not yet been disclosed and her family asks for privacy during this time of grieving. The world shares in this pain, and I believe I speak for all of us when I say, (Y/N), you will be missed.”

The clouds muddled over the compound, creating a darkness that sheathed over the building while the rain pittered over the roof and windows. As cliche as it was, Pepper and Tony provided black umbrella to all the guests at the graveyard. Together they huddled over the casket with their umbrellas, attempting to keep the rain off of the perfect mahogany the best they could.

Morgan clung to her mothers leg and scratched at her neck, uncomfortable in the pearls she was forced in, too young to understand what she had just lost. Tony kept his arm around Pepper, trying to hold on to what family he had left, begging whatever god was out there to give him respite from his pain.

Pepper gripped her umbrella with an iron fist, recalling when she first met you. Small and shy as you were, you quickly warmed up to her as she showed you to your room.

“Is this her?” Pepper asked as you cowered behind Tony’s leg, a small backpack hung loosely on your shoulders.

“Yeah,” Tony nodded with a proud smile, “this is (Y/N).” Tony bent down, motioning for Pepper to join him as she greeted you with a warm smile. “This is Pepper, (Y/N),” Tony placed a hand on your shoulders, “she’ll help watch you when I’m away.”

You nodded and held your hand out to her. Pepper grasped it in her perfectly manicured fingers and held it tightly, “I think we’ll be good friends,” she smiled, giving your fingers a sweet kiss.

Pepper not only lost her daughter; she lost her best friend as well.

Peter couldn’t even go. May begged him to go, trying to pull him out of the rut he’d been in for the last three months. She did the best she could, but deep down she knew. She knew all too well the pain of losing your soulmate, and as young and naive as Peter was, he still managed to find that in you.

Peter felt hopeless. He had held out hope for months, thinking that by some miracle you;d get to come home. That you’d walk through the door and run up to him, pulling him into your warmth and smashing your soft lips onto his. Every night he dreamed of you. Your laugh and your jokes. The way you scrunched your nose when he said something stupid, but then laughed along with him. The way you’d ruffle his hair as he laid in with his head nuzzled in your chest. The way you’d rush into school so fast, you nearly knocked him over when you found him. Those dreams, or more so, memories kept him going. And now he had nothing.

He was stuck in a world without you. And at a certain point, he wondered if it was even worth living in. He was wrong. He used to think that good things happened to good people, but he was wrong. You were as good as it got and you still ended up in the ground.

“Peter,” Sam said from the other side of the call, “you gotta come to the compound.” He hung up before Peter could even get a word in, but when he arrived at the building, he understood why.

Sam met him at the door, tears crusted around his dark eyes, and the look he gave Peter evoked immediate dread.

Peter could hear Pepper’s screaming sobs from inside. The cries of all the Avengers filtered through his ears into his head like nails on a chalkboard. And as unsettling as it was, he knew.

Sam guided him through to the medbay, and part of him secretly hoped he was wrong. It wasn’t until he held your cold hand in his overly warm ones that it hit him. And then the screaming started.

“No,” Peter murmured as the tears began dancing around in his vision, “no, no, no.” Peter shook his head, “I-It’s not her.” He said, but it was more of a terrible wish he put out into the universe, “please, it’s not—no. She’s strong—stronger than that, she wouldn’t—I-I don’t understand.”

Peter whipped his head around and the whole team could see the tears uncontrollably flowing out of his eyes as he heaved. The hyperventilating, mixed with the cries of everyone else in the room was making him nauseous. Before he could properly process what was going on he was running to the window, throwing it open and spewing brown goo out into the yard.

Happy ran over and rubbed his back and shoulder, “It’s okay, Pete. Come on now, breathe.”

Peter screamed and heaved out sobs as more brown chucks spilled from his lips. When he was done, he collapsed into Happy and the large man wrapped his arms around Peter’s shaking frame.

“I–It’s not true,” Peter begged, “Happy—” he pleaded, only to be shushed.

“I know,” Happy cried, “I know it’s hard, Peter. But you have to calm down.”

Tony, having just lost his daughter, saw Peter’s breakdown and left the room. Pepper by his side, drawing her cries out in his t-shirt.

“H-How can I?” Peter wailed, “I want her back, I want her back! (Y/N)!” Peter crawled out of Happy’s embrace, up the bed that held your limp frame. He tugged on the sheet that Bruce had put over your head, ripping it to expose your beautiful face.

“No,” Peter cried, sloppily running his hands over your face, “no, (Y/N).” Peter rubbed his thumbs under your eyes and held his cheek against yours, only feeling the icy prick of your skin on his, “come on, please get up, please. I-I had so many things to tell you. I had s-so much left to—I—I never got to marry you, (Y/N), please. Please d-don’t leave.”

Every watery plea was only met with a painful silence on your end. The only sounds to accompany the dreadful silence were the wails coming from the boy’s mouth.

And now he was here, sitting alone in his room, on the same bed you used to cuddle him in. If he tried really hard, if he focused enough he could still smell the lavender shampoo you used. It was such a little comfort, but it was all he had.

May accompanied Happy to the funeral, letting him rest his head on her as the tears flowed from his eyes.

“She was so special,” Happy recalled with a sniffle, “so special.”

“Yeah,” May whispered, swallowing her own sob, “in more ways than one.” She placed her yellow rose on the casket, blowing a little kiss to it with a small prayer, thank you. Thank you for being Peter’s love.

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