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surian1702 · 5 years

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Yandere! Female! Avengers x Male! Venom Infected! Reader Part 1

/First story on tumblr, fun. No but seriously for whomever reads this, thanks! I’m not fantastic at writing but I hope you like it! 😋\

- Steve Rogers: Stephanie Rogers

- Tony Stark: Tonya Stark

- Bruce Banner: Bruna Banner

- Thor Odinson: Thora Odinson (Yes, this is an actual name, I looked it up)

-Peter Parker: Petra Parker

-Clint Barton: Cleo Barton

-Natasha Romanova

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As fun as staying in bed for the rest of your life was, it was not how your boss wanted it to be- since you’d be fired and homeless if you were late one more time. Sitting up on the bed, your eyes wandered to the clock and you groaned. ‘It’s so early!’ A voice complained in your head, and your eye twitched “I know, Venom. I saw the clock too.” ‘Wow, Venom wasn’t talking to you, Venom was talking to Venom.’

(1st POV)

“Bitch...” I mumbled out in annoyance at the virus I managed to contract on my lovely day out of work; but alas it did not last long once I fell sick unto my bed and stayed there until a voice started to speak to me. Making my way to the kitchen I felt a harsh slap to the back of my head, I looked over to see the little black mush giving me a smug smile then slide back into my body.

‘Fucker knows that I know I can’t do shit to him’ Venom chuckled and replied ‘Venom knows!’ The sizzling of burn eggs made it to my nose as I realized that I had been paying too much attention to Venom and ruined my breakfast. Not much I could do though since Venom made me eat it anyways. I sighed with annoyance and started to get ready for work. I sprinted to the bathroom and started to brush my teeth while using some water to fix my hair up a little bit, halfta be a little presentable for my damn job.

Keys, Jacket, and shoes then I’m out the door in a flash. Moving quickly throughout the streets of New York to get to my dead end job a body flew at me out of nowhere; sending us both crashing into a wall (Much to my discomfort as a human pillow) “Oh no, no! Sir! Are you okay?! I didn’t mean to knock you over wi-“ The voice was cut off with a swift arm to the side of body. ‘Ugh, she needs help with it, doesn’t she? Auuuugh!’ I groaned in my head ‘Venom, could you?’

Black ooze pulled out of my body and my bone structures pulled back into place- healing immediately. “Alright! Let’s go!” Venom and I’s body took off and sent a claw towards the back of the enemy’s back; pushing him to the other side of the street and using the black ooze of Venom, I covered his body, leaving him immobile. “Sneak attack bitch!” I yelled as he struggled to escape while I sat on the ground, tongue flailing around like a snake. A body, clearly woman, walked up to me dressed in a spider webbed, red and blue suit.

“Who are you...?” She asked in a confused tone, not expecting backup clearly. My mouth opened in a very large, sharp smile “We are Venom.” She went to say what seemed to be thanks but the police arrived and I had to release the man in my ooze. “(Y/N)” A voice poured out of my mouth “We’re late for work.” He stated bluntly as my eyes widened. I started to sprint as the Venom wore off “Shit!” I yelled but was quickly pulled back into an alleyway by a huge ass web.

As I landed on the ground I gripped my head. Once I took a peek out of my eyes, I saw it was that web chick - I think her name was Spider-Girl or something like that. “Heyyy Spooder, so um as much as I loooved you pulling me into a rapist alleyway, I gotta get to work before I’m fired.” I started to get up but she grabbed my arm “Wait! You’re that guy from before! I knocked into you, but I didn’t expect you to have powers, or anything to be honest.” She took a deep breath as I tried to pull away. “I thought you were broken and I was gonna go back but then there was this guy who hit me and I had to fight him-“ Damn this girl talked a lot, can she get to the point? “- We should probably go to see Fury, maybe he can help with your abilities-“ I turned towards her and let her get a good look at me. I gripped her hand

“Listen sweetheart, I’m not gonna head anywhere with you. This was a one time kindness that I’ll probably never do again.” I paused and looked right at the eye socks of the suit she was in and grinned maliciously “- I don’t want to be a hero, I just want to go to my dead end job, get paid then go home. Y’know, a semi- normal life. So let go, I’m already late.” She stood the frozen and then went to take off her mask. Oh hell no. If I know her identity, they could take my ass to S.H.I.E.L.D. and take over my poor ass life. I shut my eyes and ripped her hand off of my arm.

Sprinting throughout the streets I tried to lose the Spider from my ass. I’m so fucking fired and I know it. ‘Venom, please help me out here!’ The ooze covered my body as I jumped on the dumpster and made my way up the building to the top. The chase didn’t last long as I jumped into a sewer hole and sat there for a good twenty minutes. The ooze sunk back into my body and I sighed, that girl totally just cost me my job, fuck.

I opened the hatch of the sewer and made my way back home, then my phone buzzed and I pulled it out. ‘Shitty Job’ it read and I groaned then pressed the green button. *(Y/N)! The hell are you?! This is your twelfth late day in the past six weeks! How lazy can you be!?!* ‘Oh you have no idea’ I rolled my eyes as Venom snickered in my head. *I warned you last time that I’d fire you if you were late again this month! Just don’t bother showing up again!* His voice cut off as the call ended. My eye twitched “Aaaaaaarghh! Fuck!” I punched a wall as I screamed out in anger.

I stalked my way out of the streets to my apartment, slamming the door behind me and throwing myself at my couch. I let out a long and loud groan then sighed. “Venom. We are so screwed.” Some ooze poured out of my arm and faced me “It’s the Spiders fault.” Venom hissed causing me to shake my head. “No it’s mine. I shouldn’t have helped her.” Venom receded back into my body but kept hissing about how ‘Spider is bad’. “We’ll go job hunting tomorrow, I’ve had a day.” I stayed before I closed my eyes and passed out on my old couch.

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(Petra’s POV)

I ran my way back to Stark tower after I met the man who called himself ‘Venom’. I needed to tell Ms. Stark about him, I think he could play a good part on the team just like I could (If they would let me). The elevator door opened and I dashed through the room, trying to find Ms. Stark to tell her about the man.

“Ms. Stark! Ms. Stark! I have something important to tell you!” I yelled out into the penthouse for her. “Petra? For that last time, you can call me Tonya, it makes me feel less old.” Ms. Stark walked through the door and I pulled off my mask to look at her. She opened her mouth “Now what is it? I’m a little busy.” I smiled in excitement and started to speak. “Ms. Stark! I met someone new! They helped me take down the Goblin earlier today and they were super cool and super fast! I think that they’d be useful in the Avengers! I couldn’t convince him but maybe you-“ “Petra, slow down kid, you met someone with superpowers?” I nodded with excitement “Mhmmm! He powerful too!” I shouted at her cause I couldn’t contain myself anymore. “Do you know anything else about him? Like a name or hair color?”

I thought back to earlier when he was in the ooze “I believe his name is (Y/N), and he has (H/C) hair and pretty (E/C) eyes, you can get lost in them and he’s about this tall...” I said while jumping up with my hand in the air to show his height. Ms. Stark turned to Jarvis “Can you find anyone like that, Jarvis?” “Yes Ma’am, searching...” My anticipation grew with every flowing second. “Results found, three matches.” Ms. Stark turn to me. “Any of them look like him?” I walked up to Jarvis’s screen and looked.

There he was, he looked just a handsome in his picture as he did in real life. “There! (Y/N) (L/N)!” “Jarvis, pull out his information.” Ms. Stark stated firmly and I was excited to know more about him. “Yes Ma’am. Name: (Y/N) (L/N), he was fired earlier this day from his occupation. Reason: Too many late days. His age is 20. His height is 182.88 centimeters and weight is 78 kilograms. Hair color: (H/C). Eye color: (E/C). He is allergic most Medications and cannot eat oranges without having a seizure. No criminal records found.” Jarvis turned off and we both looked at eachother.

“Jarvis, where is his residence?”

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(1st POV)

A knock pierced through the air, waking me up instantly from my nap. ‘Don’t open the door’ Venom whispered in my ear so I quietly shuffled up to the door and looked through the peep hole. It was the famous entrepreneur, Tonya Stark. The hell was she doing in this shit hole of a building. I unlocked the door and opened it up a crack. “Can I help you?” I stated as she stood there wide eyed. She didn’t respond so I opened the door all the way.

I waved a hand in her face but she didn’t budge. “Ms. Stark. Answer him...” A voice whispered out to him, it sounded familiar. ‘Spider is here, Spider is bad!’ Ohh that’s who that is. “Hey Spooder, I know your there.” A short brunette shuffled out. “So I’m guessing you’re here to take me or whatever.” I sighed and rubbed my palm on my face “I did not sign up for this shit.” I groaned out, then looked at the Stark who has seemed to compose herself. “Alright let’s get this over with. What?” You stated bluntly, waiting for her proposal.

“Mr. (L/N), I heard that you got fired from your job, I have an offer for you that you might just like.” Well shit.

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mcuamerica · 5 years

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Multiverse of Love (One)

Summary: A world in which soulmates are each other on other earths, Peter just happens to meet his while fighting crime.

Pairing: Peter Parker x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Far From Home spoilers, Endgame spoilers, some swearing, mentions of violence, a little bit of angst, a little bit of fluff

Words: 2410

A/N: In this fic, Petra is the girl version Peter Parker (but doesn’t look like the Peter Parker we know because I don’t want to exclude anyone). So, just imagine yourself as Spider-Girl in this fic as well as yourself. If you want to be added to the taglist for this series, click here.

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*454-Saturday*

She was fighting her villain. It was normal, Green Goblin chasing after her to achieve something that she never would. She would stop her before that could happen. And then, she ended up in her apartment. For a minute she thought that it was just because she was swinging her usual way home and her muscle memory swung her home. Then, she looked around the room and saw that the poster on the wall that said Isaac Newton rather than Isabella Newton.

She stopped and looked around, confused as to why someone would switch out her favorite poster. “Uncle Mark?” She called out, looking around to see her Iron Spider Suit in the corner by the door. At least that didn’t change. She looked out the window and couldn’t see Green Goblin anywhere. She shut the window slowly and looked into her closet, all of the clothes looking a little bit bigger than usual.

*616-Saturday*

She jumped when she heard a bang come from the window, surprised that her Spidey Sense didn’t warn her. Her eyes widened and she saw another person in a Spider-Girl suit slide the window up. “Woah! Stop, you can’t come in here.” She said, shooting a web so the person couldn’t get in.

“Hey! What are you doing in my apartment- I mean- not my apartment- what are you doing here? Peter- Peter isn’t Spider-Man.” The person said, making the girl laugh.

“You mean Spider-Girl? I don’t care about Peter, I just care that you’re trying to get into my apartment. This little fan-boy thing isn’t going to work. I’m not opening up my window.” She said, crossing her arms.

“Spider… Spider-Girl? That’s not a thing.” He said and shook his head. The girl narrowed her eyes, walking over to the window. She opened it and then shut it, looking at the boy dressed in a suit very similar to her own.

“You think I’m going to be tricked into taking off my mask, you’re wrong.” She said, placing her hands on her hips. “So don’t dressing up like this, it’s dangerous.”

“Dangerous? I know it’s dangerous, I’m Spider-Man!” The boy said, gesturing towards his suit.

The girl scoffed, “I’ve been doing this longer than you’ve been… I don’t know.. Stalking me? I gotta say though, it’s a good costume. You got the eyes and everything, is that Stark Tech?” She asked,

“Don’t- Don’t mention him.” He said, shaking his head. “You don’t know the first thing about Tony Stark.”

“Oh, you don’t think I knew her? She was my-” She stopped, furrowing her eyebrows. “Did you say him?” She asked.

“Yeah- Tony Stark. He’s a- He was a hero. And you don’t even know how much he meant to me.”

“Toni Stark is a woman.” The female superhero said, shaking her head. “She was a hero, I- I watched her die in front of me. So if this is some sort of a sick joke…”

“You’re telling me that Tony Stark was a woman? You’ve gotta be kidding me.” He muttered, shaking his head. “You’re a girl… and you’re dressed as Spider-Man-”

“Spider-Girl,” She corrected.

“And you think that Tony was a girl… You’re… No… No, the multiverse isn’t real.” He said, shaking his head.

“You’re right. Mysteria said that she was from another earth, but she lied. It was all fake.” The girl said, mirroring the boy. The two superheroes realized what was happening at practically the same time.

“You’re on my earth.” They said together, stepping away from each other.

“No, no you’re on my earth. See? That poster in there says Issac Newton, and- and on this earth, Tony Stark was a man. And it wasn’t Mysteria, it was Mysterio.” He said. He slowly opened the window, pulling the girl in and shutting his blinds. “And I’m Peter Parker… I am Spider-Man.” He said, pulling off his mask. “And you’re…”

“I’m Petra Parker.” The girl said, pulling off her own mask. “And I’m Spider-Girl.” She said, looking around the room. “This isn’t possible, the last time someone told me they were from a different earth I almost died. I trusted her, and I gave her the one thing Toni left for me and she used it to hurt hundreds of people. On top of that, she made the entire world-”

“Think that you were Spider-Man… Putting all of your friends and family in danger.” Peter finished, eyes looking towards the floor. Petra looked at him and nodded, looking around the room again.

“How- how did I even get here? I was being chased by Goblin and I landed here. In my… In your room. That doesn’t make sense.” She said, shaking her head.

“Well, it may have something to do with the portals Fisk has been opening,” Peter said, throwing his mask on his bed. “But I haven’t been able to figure out how to stop it. It needs some sort of algorithm, but I can’t figure it out. And if he opens more portals, he’s going to bring more people from other worlds here. I thought they were just portals to different parts of space, but I guess I was really off.” He muttered, messing up his hair. “You don’t exactly look like the girl-version of me... I don’t get how you are me from a different earth.” He said, narrowing his eyes.

“Well, I don’t get how I’m on another earth… If my body weren’t in its own universe wouldn’t it start to--” She crumbled to the ground, Peter immediately going towards her. “--react,” she muttered as she sat up with Peter’s help. “That answers that… So I’m on your earth, the question is how do I get back to my own?” She asked.

“Well, Fisk’s building is the headquarters for the anomalies, so if we get you there we can get you back and then I can close the portals,” Peter said, glancing at her before looking back at his laptop. “But I could use some help with this algorithm first.” He said, grabbing his laptop to set in his lap.

“Well now that you know it’s opening portals to other universes rather than space, you should be able to…”

Peter and Petra went on, pausing for a moment here and there to speak to each other about what having a multiverse means, then continued on to finish the algorithm. They worked twice as fast as they usually did alone, considering they had the same mind and worked off of each other well.

“Well, seems like this will work now,” Peter said, pulling the flash drive out of his laptop. “I guess we need to head over to Fisk’s building then.” He said, standing up and grabbing what he thought was his mask. As soon as he put it on, he realized it didn’t fit and handed it to Petra. “This is uh.. This is yours.” He laughed awkwardly, grabbing his actual mask and slipping it on his head. “So, tell me about the Green Goblin. Was he… she trying to tear you apart?” He asked, hopping out onto the fire espace.

“Yeah, she was making this serum and I couldn’t let her do that, so I took it and dropped the only sample she had off the Empire State,” Petra explained as she latched her web onto a building, pulling back on it and swinging towards it. Peter followed her before leading her towards the building, even though she knew where it was she let him lead the way.

“Jeez, I didn’t think someone could get greedier than Wilma Fisk… Guess the male version of her likes to flaunt himself.” Petra said, swinging down to the building across from Fisk Tower.

“I thought everything was the same about our universes besides the gender?” Peter asked, looking up at the building.

“If that were true, we would look the same, Spidey. We don’t.” She said, looking around. “You know as well as I do, multiverses are, in theory, parallel universes with slight differences. You get enough differences, a whole other universe emerges.” Peter looked at her for a moment, processing what she had said.

“I guess you’re right,” he told her, standing up. “Come on, the lab is on the 45th floor. We can enter from the window since they keep it open for ‘air’.” He shook his head. Petra knew the eye-roll that Peter gave as he quoted the last word because she did the same thing.

“Well, that sounds like something that gives us an easy way in, but sure.” She pointed out, glancing between Peter and the open window. “Fisk didn’t put in anti-Spidey windows yet?” She asked.

“Wha- What are anti-Spidey windows?” Peter questioned, looking back at Petra.

“Wilma put them in, my webs don’t stick to the windows anymore. And I even tried to consult Hulk on it, she couldn’t figure it out either.” Petra shook her head as she shrugged. “But if you don’t know about them, Fisk either just put them in or he is just an idiot...”

“Probably both.” They said at the same time, stepping away from each other after. They had only known each other for a little over an hour but when things like this happened, it freaked both of them out. “That’s weird,” Peter said, Petra silently agreeing with him.

“Come on, why don’t we try the top and go through the vents. The window seems suspicious to me.” She said, slinging a web to the top of the building.

“Spidey-Sense?” He asked, following her lead with his web. They both landed on the building and climbed the extra feet. Petra stood up and walked over to the ventilation shaft, shaking her head.

“Don’t really have it too often, only when a bullet is about to hit me…” She said, nudging her head in the direction so Peter would follow. “Come on, my atoms don’t have all day.” She jumped into the shaft and stuck onto the side, slowing crawling down.

“One time he thought it would be funny to see me suffocate and he-”

“Put pure oxygen through the vents because she knew you were in them and then watched as you clawed for air? Yeah… It-”

“Sucked… but it’s nice to have someone who gets it.” Peter finished. “Sometimes I just wish life could be simple.”

“You’re Spider-Man... Life is never gonna be simple.” Petra said, shaking her head. “This is getting too serious. We’re over the lab anyway.” She said, leaning over the open vent. “You got the drive?”

“Yeah, it’s right here.” Peter said and held it up. “I’ll go in while you create the distraction? Then try to get into that portal as soon as you see it open up.” He said, putting the flash drive back into the compartment he had it in earlier.

“Peter… thanks.” Petra said, looking at him. “I really don’t know how I would’ve gotten back if it wasn’t for you,” She said and smiled gently.

Peter nodded, saying a quick goodbye as Petra hopped down and made the guards turn her way. Peter crawled down to the ceiling and then the floor, spinning in the chair until he got to the USB port. He put it in and then heard someone shout out “Hey!” towards him.

“Hay is for horses, and I am a Spider.” Peter quipped and shot a web towards the guard. He typed something in quickly. “Petra now!” He called out, seeing the portal opening and then seeing her swing into it. He closed it quickly with a click of the space bar, hoping that she made it back to her own world.

“Spidey, where’d your friend go?” One of the guards asked.

“She had to swing out of here. Maybe next time close your windows.” Peter said and shot a web towards him. Peter stuck a web to the building on the opposite side of the street and swung out of the window, waiting to see if the portals stopped opening. Once he noticed Kingpin get upset from his office, he swung away towards his apartment.

*616-Monday*

Finding out there actually was a multiverse made physics a different class for Peter. He had to ask his teacher about it again, even though he had done a lot of research on it and even asked Bruce about it. He said it was possible, then went off on a tangent about time travel and how that could affect or even create multiverses. At that point, as interesting as it was, Peter stopped listening because he didn’t want to take in all that information at once.

And the fact that Peter knew someone from another multiverse made it even better. But it also made the situation even weirder when he saw her.

She was sitting at a lunch table, writing something down in a notebook. He recognized the hair, but this time it was longer than he remembered. He thought he would’ve known to be more low-key about it, but he was pretty much the opposite.

“Petra, hey, what are you-” He started as he walked around the table. He stopped once he saw her face. She was either pretending not to know him, or she really didn’t know him.

“I’m not Petra, sorry.” She said to Peter, locking eyes with him. She motioned for Peter to sit across from her. “If you want.”

“Oh, uh… Sorry, you just looked like someone I knew.” He said, not sitting down. “Are you new… here?” He asked, glancing around. He would have recognized her before if she was here, and he definitely would’ve recognized Petra as her if she attended his school.

“Yeah uh… Today is my first day, I’ve got a lot of work to catch up on.” She said, watching the boy stand awkwardly in front of her. “Do you want to sit down? Or are you gonna stand there all day?” She asked.

“Uh, yeah... Actually, I’ve got a spot with my friends.” He said and gestured over to Ned and MJ, who were in their own conversation. “You can join us if you want. Not that I don’t think you don’t have any friends-- it’s just that you’re sitting here alone and..”

“I’d love to.” She said, already standing up and grabbing her book. She walked over to the table with him.

“By the way, what’s your name?” He asked, looking down at the girl.

“(Y/N), (Y/N) (Y/L/N).”

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baby-blossoms · 6 years

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Laughter

Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader

Word Count: 3,394

Summary: Reader is a mutant with shape shifting abilities, and reader’s parents are kicking them out of the house as soon as graduation passes, which is fast approaching. Reader is best friends with Peter, and fights along side Spider-Man during the night, neither of them realize it is the other, or that they are quickly falling in love with their best friend.

Warnings: Emotional Neglect from parents, light cursing, just emotionally unavailable/abusive parents

Blending in was kind of your thing. Ever since middle school, when kids started talking about how they wished they could change their appearance, you knew you were different simply because you could. You could change your appearance at ease and hadn’t realized not everyone could do it so effortlessly, it was then that you had figured out why your parents had moved you from school to school so often. They couldn’t keep up with the different appearances you would take, and it would look a little odd if a completely different child from the one the teachers had been seeing the whole year showed up to class, claiming to be you.

You learned that you were a mutant, and your parents forbid you from using your abilities the moment they thought you were old enough to process what you could do. They claimed you had to lie low, as not everyone would take kindly to you and your abilities. Apparently, the select few that wouldn’t take kindly to you included them. They were baffled as to how the mutant gene had been passed down to you, as your ancestors had been careful to never associate with ‘their kind.’ You knew they were right, you should lay low, but you still resented them for being so harsh and refusing to accept your abilities.

Blending in was easy for you, just remain the same every day and don’t risk even the smallest change, but it was the exact opposite of what you wanted, it was boring. Now you were in your senior year of high school and the laying low plan had kind of gone out the window, not to your parent’s knowledge. You stayed in hiding while at school but saw no point when out on the streets at night. Changing your appearance at will had incredible advantages, and you had saved countless men and woman from unwanted followers or attackers. You felt right doing it, like you were helping people with the very ability you were taught to suppress by parents who couldn’t stand to accept you.

You had made a new friend on the streets, Spider-Man they called him. He knew you as Morph, after the pink blob in treasure planet, much to his amusement. He was a kind person, though you assumed he was your age by the pitch his voice took when stressed. Spider-Man accepted you. He was the only person beside your parents to ever know about your abilities, though he didn’t know what you looked like, as you never let your appearance down.

“Watch it, extra.”

A high-pitched voice huffed, efficiently knocking you out of your own thoughts. You shook your head, not bothering with an apology, and quickly walked away, trying not to cause a scene in the middle of a hallway with the girl. You wondered why the hell she called other people extras, like she was the star in her own D-list movie and no one else really mattered.

Making your way to your locker, you entered your combination while listening to the people around you, most of them talking loudly about themselves, celebrity drama, new movies, or the latest viral videos. Only when a familiar voice passed by did you take an interest and turn to try and catch your friend’s attention, you seemed to have just missed him, losing sight of him in the busy hallway.

Slightly annoyed, you went back to collecting your stuff for your next round of classes. Eating alone in a tree outside was a common occurrence for you, if you climbed a tree and ate your sandwich up there, there was little to no chance of someone awkwardly asking to join you. You really loved the two friends you had, Ned and Peter, but everyone needs a little alone time, and they understood that. You were thankful for such understanding and wonderful friends. You always wondered how different your life would be if Peter hadn’t accidentally knocked you to the ground the first day you started school there. You hypothesized your school life would be a lot more bland without your two best friends.

The rest of the school day passed by slowly, Ned trying to show you memes, Peter talking your ear off about his internship, and you ignoring them both while you tried to get your work done. You were eager to hit the streets and shift into someone else, and you didn’t want the concern of AP Physics homework dragging you down. You were always eager to get your homework done so you could change. It wasn’t that you didn’t like yourself, it was that once you were a different person there were no consequences, and you had no insecurities of anyone judging you because they weren’t necessarily judging you.

After what seemed like an eternity, the final bell rang, and you booked it from the school, only stopping to give your parents the latest excuse to be out for hours. You insisted that you had to divulge into an intense study session with a girl who you had fabricated to be your imaginary best friend, for your parent’s sake. You didn’t want your parents having a meltdown at the reality of you only having two friends, both male.

You had named this imaginary best friend Petra, a name they thought was quirky and unique, while you laughed at their gullibility, Peter found it amusing to no end as well. You called out that you would be home very late, as the study amount was enormous, and you were always surprised when they simply accepted it and let you go, probably relieved that you were spending time with someone, and not annoying them at home.

You made your way to the city, taking a different appearance that you thought Spider-Man might appreciate. You climbed to your normal meeting spot, and waited, staring down at the city.

“I’m scared one day I’ll start talking to the wrong person, thinking it’s you.”

The familiar voice of your favorite superhero called from behind you. Laughing, you got up from where you were perched on the roof and started to walk toward him.

“Who else hangs out on rooftops at sunset?”

You asked, quirking an eyebrow. He laughed and shrugged, then gestured to the city.

“There are a lot of people and a lot of roofs in this city, so I’m just saying it’s bound to happen some day!”

You grinned, shaking your head at him.

“By the way,” he continued, “you chose an interesting look today.”

You wiggled your eyebrows,

“It was all over the news that you were partnering up Tony Stark, so I figured maybe you wanted to see a friendly face. Really, I’m hurt, am I not good enough for you anymore?”

You asked with an exaggerated pout. He laughed,

“You know you’re my first choice.”

He peered at you for a moment, cringing when you blew an over-dramatic kiss to him.

“Can you change?”

He asked, trying to convey his discomfort with having his mentor blowing kisses at him.

“Why? You don’t want to flirt with me like this?”

You taunted, shifting into a girl you had seen on the street earlier, laughing when Peter replied,

“Definitely not.”

You slowly grinned.

“Take off the mask and we could do more than flirt.”

You purred, winking at him. He shook his head, retorting quickly,

“Show me your real face, then maybe we’ll talk.”

You shook your head, laughing as you walked to the fire escape and started climbing down.

“How do you know I haven’t already? For all you know this could be the real me.”

He huffed,

“I have a feeling I would know. I could just help you down, you know that, right? You don’t have to take the long way.”

He called as he swung down to the ground with his web. Snorting, you replied shortly,

“Sorry, bugs kind of gross me out.”

The boy let out a fake laugh,

“That’s why you never stop flirting? I gross you out?”

You hummed when you looked down to find him standing at the bottom of the ladder, his arms open wide, as if to catch you.

“Why do you think I want you to take off the mask, bug boy?”

You asked, but his response was interrupted by a scream in the distance.

“Crap, I got it.”

He breathed, quickly swinging away. You frowned, hoping the girl would be okay. Your thoughts were silenced by an odd noise echoing around you shortly after he swung out of sight. Jumping from the ladder, you surveyed the area, trying to find whoever might be trying to scare you. The noise sounded again, closer to you this time, and you bolted in the opposite direction. Rounding a corner, you shifted into a man you had seen in a horror movie once, he had made your skin crawl.

Waiting patiently for your pursuer, you soon came to face a man of average height, holding a crowbar. He jumped away out of shock at the sight of the form you had taken, but you weren’t prepared for the man to recover from his shock so quickly and snap the crowbar against your jaw. Feeling the sharp pain, you cursed loudly and retaliated with a punch, then shoving him into a dumpster. Closing it, you found a discarded bike lock and didn’t hesitate to lock the man in while he screamed angrily and struggled to get out.

“Senior year, and I have to put up with this bullshit? What an asshole.”

You muttered as you delicately touched your jaw and felt a stabbing pain. What you didn’t realize was that Spider-Man was close by, surveying the scene in case you had needed help, it turned out the woman had screamed because she dropped her new iPhone minutes after activating it, and it had shattered.

Peter’s laughter at you shoving a grown man into a dumpster turned to a wince when he realized how badly your jaw must be hurting. You shifted into the girl from earlier, thankful that cuts and bruises didn’t transfer into the appearances you took. He watched you curiously as you brushed off the pain and found your way back to the fire escape, quickly making your way back to the rooftop.

Swinging back from rooftop to rooftop, he landed in front of you gracefully, placing his hands on his hips and tilting his head at you.

“What’s with the mom pose?” you murmured, walking to the edge of the rooftop, and plopping down, swinging your legs carelessly.

“Is your jaw okay?”

He asked, sitting down next to you.

“It’s fine,” you said, shrugging lightly, “couple of cuts and bruises is in the job description.”

He shook his head, and you imagined him to be frowning at you disapprovingly.

“Are you sure you don’t want me to look at it?”

He asked, touching your jaw lightly. You flinched away, out of pain and irrational fear. Your parents had never been the most affectionate in the world, resulting in you never really getting used to any form of contact.

“It’s fine, thanks. I’ll see you around, bug boy.”

You said, trying to relieve your embarrassment. Getting up, you waved an awkward goodbye and finally let yourself hold your throbbing jaw when you were more than halfway home. You tried to find an excuse as to why you were going to have an impressive bruise in the morning.

The excuse didn’t come, and it was like you thrust yourself into the gates of Hell the next morning. After a full five minutes of screaming from your father and passive aggressive comments from your mother, you were notified that a tracking app would be installed into your phone. You were to be home every day by 4:00 with no exceptions, or there would be consequences. Figuring that the punishment was fair, you went to school without a single complaint, gently rubbing at your bruise and wishing you had been smarter about last night.

The first odd occurrence of the day was catching Peter staring at you in multiple classes, more than he usually did. He then proceeded to whisper with Ned in the hallway while not so subtly staring again, making your heart stop for a moment out of fear that your own best friend was judging you. Sighing heavily, you quickly figured it was about the bruise and shoved some earphones in, ignoring your teacher throughout AP Physics.

You were getting tired of Peter’s staring issues and wished you had just changed your face for the day, so the bruise would be gone. Shifting would take too much energy after the lack of sleep you got from the throbbing pain in your jaw last night. You figured it would be weird if the bruise was abruptly gone from one class to the next, and that it would probably attract even more attention.

The bell for lunch rang, and you saw Peter start to inch his way toward you, probably to pester you, so you practically ran down the hallway. Easily climbing to the top of your usual tree, you did your best at hiding in the leaves and closed your eyes, letting yourself get lost in the beat of your music.

You almost fell off the branch when someone tapped your shoulder moments later. Catching yourself at the last minute, you ripped your earphones out and glowered at Peter, who was perched gracefully on the branch above you. You were baffled as to how he got up without shaking any of the branches and alerting you in the process.

“Peter,” you grumbled, squinting at him, “why have you’ve been staring at me all day.”

Peter flushed,

“I just wanted to know if you were okay…”

You paused your snappy remark, staring at him in confusion.

“We’re best friends, you could’ve just asked. You don’t have to stare at me all day when you can just ask.”

Peter’s face grew an even brighter red,

“I just figured I shouldn’t bother you about it.”

You played with the chord of your headphone absentmindedly, your gaze flickering away from him as you contemplated his response, finding many holes in his reasoning.

“So, you decided the one time I insist on being left alone was a good time to bother me about it?”

Peter’s shook his head quickly,

“No, that was just a good excuse to talk to you.”

You laughed in shock at the straightforward response, and he gave you an odd look.

“What?”

You asked, grinning slightly.

“You have a very distinct laugh.”

You shrugged,

“Yeah, maybe.”

Peter’s eyes darted away for a moment before returning to you,

“Do you want to hang out after school? We never hang out, really.”

You frowned, rolling your eyes when you remembered your predicament,

“I got grounded last night, I have to be home by four or I’m in a world of crap.”

You grumbled, and Peter immediately insisted on walking you home. You couldn’t help but agree, trying to hide your giddy smile from him, you had always had confusing feelings toward him.

Peter had walked you home, talking about different topics at basically 100 miles an hour, and you ended up listening to him rant about something you didn’t have the slightest understanding of, but found very entertaining either way.

Now you were sitting on your bed, staring angrily at a wall, and wishing you were anywhere else. Preferably on a rooftop, flirting with a friendly neighborhood Spider-Man. Escape was impossible to say the least, your parents insisted on checking on you every few minutes, worried that you might try to find your great escape. No, you didn’t plan that until around one in the morning, when you knew there was no way your parents could force their eyes open anymore.

Checking the house, you found them both sleeping soundly in their bed, and you eagerly slipped through a window, grinning as you ran into the city, headed to the nearest rooftop.

Your brilliant plan was apparently not as brilliant as you thought it was, and you soon found yourself stuck in the back of your mother’s car while she lectured you. The only mercy she had in her soul was to not tell your father, but she did insist that if she ever found you sneaking out again, you were on your own. You had shrugged, knowing you had less than a year to meet that fate either way, your father wasn’t going to house you a day longer than he needed.

So, you were back to angrily staring at a wall, wishing you were anywhere else.

The next day, you soon found that ranting to Peter and Ned was a much-needed relief, with every angry complaint, you felt like a weight was being lifted from your chest. You avoided telling them the specific details but huffed out all your frustration and concerns while you sat with them at lunch for the first time. When you sighed out your fears of being kicked out the moment school started Peter stared at you for a moment, then responding,

“We’re graduating in a few days, Y/N.”

Every single weight that had been previously lifted slammed back onto your chest in an instant. You stared back at him, utterly baffled at how quickly time went by, and frowning deeply, and shaking your head as Ned and Peter shot each other worried looks. The bell to your next class rang, and you threw away your trash and made your way to Government, overcome with a sense of dread. Peter and Ned caught up with you, both starting to speak at the same time before Ned took over.

“We were thinking I could ask my parents, and Peter could ask May if you could stay at our houses off and on, I mean we both have extra rooms and my parents adore you, and…”

Ned hesitated when you didn’t seem as enthusiastic as he expected. You smiled gently at them both, murmuring,

“I couldn’t ask that of you, and I can’t just move in with you both. I really love you guys, and I appreciate it, but I couldn’t. I’ll figure it out. I’ll buy a one-way ticket to the first place I see, and I’ll start over.”

Peter analyzed you for a moment,

“What if I can convince you before you buy the ticket?”

You scoffed and agreed, simply because you knew he couldn’t possibly manage to.

You were more careful about sneaking out tonight, waiting until the ungodly hours of the morning to make your great escape. You arrived on a rooftop in no time, having taken the appearance of a pretty girl you had seen in a coffee shop you passed by a few days prior. Sitting on the edge of the rooftop, you dangled your legs and waited, your dreams slowly crumpling as you thought about the inevitable heading toward you in just days.

“I was starting to think our romance had become too bland for you.”

A slightly distorted voice called from behind you. Turning around, you smiled when you found Spider-Man standing there.

“What’s with the voice? Really brings down the sexy scale.”

You said playfully.

“I have a sexy scale?”

He asked, laughing when you nodded.

“I don’t want anyone recognizing my voice.”

He stated simply, shrugging lightly. You accepted his answer, figuring you wouldn’t want that if you were him, and finally made your way to hug him in greeting.

You talked until you fell asleep leaning against him on the rooftop, waking to him gently shaking you.

“It’s sunrise.”

He whispered to you. You watched it rise for a moment with him, enjoying the serenity of the moment, then you remembered sunrise meant your father would be awake in just under an hour. You jolted, scrambling to get up.

“Thank you for tonight, I’ll see you later.”

You called, making your way off the roof and jogging home, Peter watching you go. You didn’t know the entire time he was slowly connecting the dots, feeling stupid for not realizing it was you hiding behind other’s faces the whole time. How had he not noticed your nervous ticks? How you always laughed the same no matter who’s face you might be wearing. How had he spent the past few years falling in love with his best friend, and never realized it?

You had walked across the stage and accepted your diploma, then your goodbye presents from Peter and Ned. They had both handmade friendship bracelets for the three of you, they weren’t the prettiest, but you loved them anyway, and vowed to never take them off. You couldn’t help but cry as you said your final goodbyes, promising to try and stay in contact and never forget each other.

Coming home to your father practically shoving a bag full of your clothes into your arms and insisting that he knew you could thrive on your own was no surprise. You nodded, having already accepted your fate, and quickly darted into your room to grab a large stash of money you had been saving since the day it dawned on you that your parents didn’t really want you. Sadly enough, that very realization had hit you a long while ago, but it seemed to work in your favor in the long run.

Your father looked infuriated at the sight of the old dented lunchbox stuffed to the point of needing to be duct taped shut, but he didn’t say a word and silently watched you leave. Your mom stood in the doorway, looking lost, but all you could manage to do was shake your head at her, disappointed that she didn’t even try to defend you.

Shoving your money into the duffel-bag, you hauled it over your shoulder and whispered a goodbye to your mother, then softly shut the door behind you. Your head started to throb, the back of your throat burning as tears started to form. Soon you found yourself furiously wiping away hot tears, making your way to the rooftop you had asked Spider-Man to meet you on.

“You’re beautiful.”

He said when he arrived, tilting his head as he slowly walked to you. You stared at him for a moment in confusion before coming to realize you had forgotten to change forms, and you couldn’t help but laugh. The laughs turned into light sobs as you realized you were never going to see him again. You were never going to see your best friends again, you didn’t even want to leave, and you had no idea what you were doing. Slowly arms wrapped around you, squeezing you into a comforting hug.

“How did you know?”

You asked, thinking you had been careful.

“You have a very distinct laugh.”

He whispered, squeezing you tighter for a moment before letting go. You stared at him, speechless for a few moments before slowly reaching to the parting between his suit and his mask. You looked to him for confirmation, and he nodded his head silently. All air left your body as you slowly slipped it off, and you couldn’t help but smile at Peter, bowing your head in slight embarrassment at crying so hard in front of him.

“Yeah… maybe.”

You mumbled, blushing as he cupped your cheek.

“Did you buy the tickets yet?”

You shook you head, confused.

“Then I still have time to convince you, right?”

He asked, almost breathless,

“What if I told you I spent years falling in love with you, and I wouldn’t be able to handle you leaving?”

A hopeful smile pulled at his lips. You laughed and brought him into a kiss, slowly breaking away to whisper,

“I think I’m convinced.”

You smiled and hugged him once more,

“I love you, Peter.”

You sighed, hoping you would never forget the feeling.

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The Marvel Parody - Chapter 4

Pairing (in the futur) : Chris Evans x Plus Size!Reader

Warnings : Language ; spelling mistakes ; getting political

Word Count : 1.265

Author’s Note : Some reactions of the cast (beginning of the chapter) were added after @prettybubblesintheair suggested it. :)

NAME CHANGES -> Peter Quill = Petra Quill ; Tony Stark = Tonya Stark ; Peter Parker = Petra Parker ; Dr.Steven Strange = Doctress Stephanie Weird ; Thanos = Anus…Hope you like it xD

Prelude Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

Change of scenery obliged, the show paused for 10min in order to put the landscape corresponding to the planet Titan. The small break allowed us to change into our next characters and the audience to relax a little.

« Omg, this is sooo good. I wasn’t expecting this », said Letitia.

« Right, I mean that « ghost app » part had me wheezing. I can’t », exclaimed Tom Holland with a heavy British accent.

« Why did they put me as a fucking stuffed eagle toy?! », said Mackie. Which led half of the cast to laugh loudly, especially Sebastian. « I mean, come on! », continued Mackie. « Ohh, don’t whine Choclatchino, you never looked better », voiced Sebastian. At that, Holland laughed and Mackie just gave him a stern look, which led the youngest of the cast to laugh even louder.

« I’m really impressed by the scenery and their outfits. The details are really on point. And let’s not forget how beautiful those girls are », remarked Brie Larson. « Right, I was thinking the same », the other female co-stars agreed.

« What about you Evans, you haven’t said much? », Hemsworth asked. Everyone turned to their castmate. « Oh, I love it so far. I’m really looking forward for the rest », he said with a wild grin.

« Is that so. Whyyy? Does it have to do with a certain Bucky impersonator??, implied RDJ. That comment got everyone to turn to the freshly 37-year old, smiling and hollering. « Ahh guys, stop. I’m enjoying it. It’s hilarious. The references are clever and whoever wrote this piece clearly knows what she’s talking about. And besides, that Captain girl really got my Cap mimics», affirmed Evans with a slightly nervous giggle.

« Dude, admit it. That Y/N caught your eye. You can’t deny it, we saw you looking at her even if she wasn’t the one speaking » - Pratt. « Arrgh fine. I admit. I was intrigued the minute she stepped on stage an hour ago », Evans admitted.

« Oh my little boy growing up so fast », told RDJ.

« Why aren’t we talking about the fact that they renamed me Anus? », stated Josh Brolin playfully.

Everyone laughed at that. Clearly, everybody was enjoying their evening.

The lights were dimmed which indicated that the show was continuing. The stage arbored some wrecked car pieces that we painted in orange nuances to give that Titan planet vibe. For this part, the characters on stage were Sarah as Petra Quill , Kelly as Tonya Stark , Emily as Mantis , July as Drax (invisible) so she will play Anus , Jen as Petra Parker and you as Doctress Stephanie Weird.

Stark, Weird and our disguised Spider were ambushed by the Guardians.

« Who are you? Where is Gamora? », asked Petra Quill

« Ehm, I’ll do one better : Who is Gamora? » - Tonya

« No I’ll do one even better : HOW is Gamora? » - the voice of Drax resonated.

« Where does that voice come from », you asked confused.

« I’m the Destroyer Drax. Because I destroy things and then I tell them my name », the voice responded. « I’m also invisible, when I’m quiet ».

You were looking at your fellow earthlings for help and they seemed as lost as you.

« To whom you respond to?, asked Tonya

« Wakanda question is that? What am I supposed to say : Beyoncé? », Quill interjected.

The audience was cracking up and that gave the team and especially you a relieving feeling. They were liking it.

Mantis touched Parker and declared « Oh boy, you don’t feel so good ». « How do you know? »… « Well maybe if you haven’t drank all those juice boxes as I told you not to, you wouldn’t feel so bad », announced Tonya. « Sorry mom », answered Parker.

Once they established that they all had the same goal - kill Anus, they assembled in order to make a plan.

« That plan is terrible. Just like your make-up, you should check that », Quill said to Tonya, who gave him an annoying look in return.

Meanwhile they were figuring out what to do, you were seated on a rock, legs crossed and playing with your enormous eye necklace. Putting in front of your face pretending to be Big Brother watching everyone and grinning. Until you were caught by the characters and tried to look elsewhere and pretend doing tricks with your hands. While doing so you managed to pull out some orange frisbees (p.s. it’s supposed to be the magic coming out of Strange hands).

« Yup, we’ve got some Georges Meliès tricks up in here », you declared. ( Meliès was one of the first french film directors. He discovered by stopping the camera, he could create illusions, he’s basically the first one to invent special effects). Behind those frisbees was a small word saying that the person who caught it, would have a free drink at the bar.

« Can I throw them? », asked Parker.

« Sure, kid », you handed them over.

Stark and Quill were finishing their argument when Mantis declared « Miss Stark, is your friend alright? ». They all turned to you, shaking.

« Hey, what’s going on? »

« I was seeing the futur in order to calculate our chances of victory «

« What did you see? », asked Stark

« I saw that we’ve got 99 problems and that bitch is one », you announced.

« Weird », commented Drax

« No, Jay-Z », you replied.

« Ok, you’ve gotta stop those references. No more cultural references for you », Stark said angrily.

You frowned at him « I can’t help it, I’ve got loyalty, got royalty inside my DNA », you told him.

« Really, Lamar?! »

« What, I can’t just quote Jay-Z and ignore the master of poesy. That wouldn’t be fair », you replied.

« Touché », claimed Stark. « Fine, you may continue those puns ».

You gave him a smug smirk and winked.

Everyone got in position and you remained on stage with Tonya.

« Weird can I ask you something? - Tonya

« Yes », you replied.

« Well now that there’s only both of us, tell me why so many cinematic references? I mean there are a lot. You do are conscient that half of the audience don’t necessarily get them?», asked Tonya perplexed.

« You know, you can’t trick passion, you can’t fake it. That’s why I can’t hold back on them.

« What about all those puns? »

« What you Americans don’t like jokes? Odd, considering there’s one living in the White House right now », you exclaimed. You knew this part of the show could be tricky. Some ‘ooohs’ and ‘buurnnnn’ were heard in the audience along with hollering.

« You just went there. We don’t really do politics in this building », retorted Tonya.

« Don’t we? Are you sure? Because what we’re doing right now is Art. Those performances that we do is Art. Art is political ! Showing skin as a plus size female is political. Denouncing the inequalities in a dance is politic. It’s fighting the patriarchy. It’s fighting society standards about how as a female you should look like, how you should behave, how you should talk, how you should be sexually actif or not. And that’s what we do here. So yes, I think we do politics and we happen to use the strongest item as a tool : ART », you told.

During your speech, a few people stood up, clapped and cheered. Among them the female cast but also some of their male co-stars.

« Preach queen, preach », you heard Brie Larson yelling.

« I never saw it like that. But you’re right. » - Tonya

« Good talk Stark », you said smiling « And ohh… about the audience not understanding half the references, don’t underestimate them. (you looked at the public) They drink and then they know things ».

« Smooth Weird, smooth. I understood that reference »

At that double pun, you couldn’t help and grinned widely.

*gifs not mine, credit to owners*

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Who Is Petra?- Peter Parker One Shot

Pairing: Peter Parker X Reader

Prompt: You lie to your father, Tony Stark, about who you’ve been spending a lot of time with.

Word Count: 1300

Masterlist Peter Parker Masterlist

*Gif is not mine*

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“Bye dad.” You called to your father, the Tony Stark, as you headed out the door.

“Where do you think you’re going?” He asked, stopping you in your path.

“I’m going to study with my friend.”

“Which one?” He questioned, crossing his arms in a protective manner.

“Petra.” You lied. In reality, you were going to spend time with your boyfriend of five months, Peter, and you really didn’t have a friend named Petra.

“Be back in time for dinner.” Tony stated, allowing you to leave. Your father had always been protective over you. He never liked you having male friends, outside of the Avengers. He also never liked you leaving the facility if it wasn’t strictly school related. If he knew that you were really spending time with your boyfriend, he would probably explode.

You arrived at the library, where you and Peter had decided to meet up since it was in between your two homes. You immediately spotted him at a table with his back facing you as he hunched over the book he was reading. You snuck behind him and put your hands over his eyes. He jumped and his hands went to yours.

“Guess who?” You asked. He laughed and you removed your hands. Peter turned to face you.

“Hey, gorgeous.” He smiled as you leaned down to greet him with a kiss.

“Are we really going to study here? Or are we going back to your place to watch a movie?” You replied.

“We can head back.” He shrugged, closing the book in front of him. He slipped it into his backpack before taking your hand in his. You two made your way back to his apartment.

“Look at that car. An Audi R8? Whoa!” Peter exclaimed, looking at the car parked out front of his apartment building. You saw the license plate and froze. That was definitely one of your dad’s Audis. Peter didn’t know Tony was your dad and your dad didn’t know Peter was your boyfriend. The question was where was your dad. Was he in Peter’s apartment? Did he find out about you two? Was he in the diner down the street? Was he visiting someone else who lived nearby?

“You know, I’m suddenly not feeling well. I think I’m just going to head home.” You said.

“What? Why?” Peter asked, looking at you as if you were crazy.

“I feel a migraine coming on.” You elaborated.

“Come inside. Aunt May has medicine for that stuff. She gets them a lot.” He took your hand and brought you inside. He opened his apartment door and went straight for the medicine cabinet in the kitchen. You stopped, seeing the back of your dad’s head.

“May, did you see that car out front? Oh, here it is, sweethe-” Peter was cut off by Aunt May clearing her throat. He looked at her and then registered that Tony was in the room.

“Oh, hello, Y/N. I didn’t see you there.” Aunt May smiled at you and you held back the urge to run away as Tony turned around to look at you.

“Y/N?” Tony asked in disbelief. You could hear the hint of anger that was forming, “What are you doing here? I thought you were with-” He cut himself off as he realized the name you gave him was the feminine version of Peter.

“How do you two know each other?” Peter asked, handing you the pill and a glass of water. He then casually put his arm around your waist, and you decided not to move out of his grip.

“Peter, Aunt May, meet my father.” You sighed. Peter retracted his arm from around you as you dad glared at him.

“Your father is Tony Stark?” Your boyfriend asked and you nodded. You noticed how abnormally quiet your father was.

“Dad, what are you doing here exactly?” You questioned.

“Oh right. Peter here applied for my grant and I’ve decided to give it to him. Can we speak in private?” Tony asked him. Peter looked at you, before looking at your dad and hesitantly nodding. You followed Peter and Tony to your boyfriend’s room because you were sure as hell not letting your dad be alone with him.

“Y/N, go wait outside.” Tony told you.

“No. If I do, Peter will probably die.” You said.

“I wouldn’t kill him in such a public place.” Tony answered and Peter gulped. Your dad looked over at your boyfriend before looking at you. As he asked the question, he laughed a little, “This is Petra?”

“What?” Peter replied in confusion.

“I’ll tell you later. Dad, why are you really here? I know Peter didn’t apply for that grant.” You asked.

“Parker, does she know yet?” Tong asked raising his eyebrows at the teenage boy.

“No.” Peter said, “Maybe you should wait outside, Y/N.”

“Know about what? You two literally just met and you are already keeping a secret from me?” You asked in confusion.

“Y/N, I’m Spiderman.” Peter whispered to you. You stared at him in disbelief.

“Ah-ha!” Tony said, opening the attic in the ceiling to show a red and blue suit that resembles Spiderman’s.

“Peter! Why didn’t you tell me before?” You asked, slapping his arm.

“I didn’t want to put you in danger.” Peter replied.

“I already got that since my dad literally wants to entire world to know he’s Iron Man.” You said, making your dad scoff.

“That is not true and you know it.” Tony stated, “Do you have a passport, Parker?”

“No, I don’t even have a driver’s license.” He answered.

“Dad! No! Peter is not going.” You said, stepping in between the two. Your hand went behind you and rested on Peter’s wrist.

“Going where?” He asked.

“Do you want to go to Germany, kid? The Avengers are having a misunderstanding and I need a team to help stop the rogue ones.” Tony briefly explained the situation.

“Steve isn’t rogue.” You argued.

“What do you say, Spiderling?”

“It’s Spiderman.” Peter corrected. You turned to face your boyfriend.

“Peter, don’t do this. You could get seriously hurt.” You begged and he seemed to be torn.

“I use my powers to help people, Y/N. If Mr. Stark needs my help, then I should help.” He said.

“Dad, if Peter goes, then I go.” You stated.

“What?” Both men exclaimed.

“No, you’re not allowed to-”

“Dad, you made me an Iron Man suit. I’ll be safe. Plus, Natasha has been my instructor.” You tried to reason, “Peter hasn’t had that sort of training and we can’t just throw him into this.”

“I do have super strength though.” Peter said.

“Fine, you can both go.” Tony sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose.

“Thank you, dad!” You smiled, hugging him. It made you feel better knowing Peter wouldn’t be alone out there in Germany.

“Come on, Y/N. We’re in charge of dinner tonight.” Tony said, putting an arm around your shoulders to pull you out of the room.

“Dad.” You whined, ducking out of his arm, “Go get the car started. I’ll be down in a minute.”

“Don’t think I don’t know what you’re up to.” Tony glared at Peter from across the room. Tony left the apartment, leaving you and Peter. You wrapped your arms around his neck and he put his on your waist.

“I’m sorry you had to meet him like that. That’s why I tried to leave with the migraine.” You explained.

“It’s fine. He didn’t kill me. I’m sorry you had to find out that way.” He said, referring to his secret identity.

“It’s not unusual anymore.” You replied.

“What was the whole Petra thing?”

“Oh that.” You laughed lightly, “Well my dad is very disapproving of me spending time with boys, so I told him I was spending time with my friend, Petra. It was the first thing that popped in my head.”

“Really? So I’m Petra now?” Peter chuckled, “I prefer Peter.”

“Me too.” You said, as he leaned down to give you a kiss. “I have to get going.” you mumbled against his lips.

“Just one more minute.” He replied, kissing you fully. After a moment or two, he let you go, “See you later.”

“See ya.” You smiled, leaving the apartment.

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