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WIP Wednesday
Never in [Tony's] life had he ever seen a breakfast sandwich disappear so quickly. His kid was acting as though he’d not eaten in weeks and was convinced he’d never have the opportunity to do so again. It was like watching a feral cat with a stolen hotdog. “Did you even taste that?”
#wip wednesday#fostering hope series#untitled wip#peter parker#tony stark#irondad and spiderson#iron man#spider-man#non verbal communication#non verbal peter parker#foster kid peter parker
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entirely self indulgent idea but what if Miles was selectively mute and never actually spoke to Peter, just signed, so the first time Peter hears his voice it’s many months later and it makes Peter jump a few feet into the air
#like miles’s anxiety gets so bad and he just can’t make himself speak ESPECIALLY when he’s spider-man#or he could just be non-verbal and randomly say a word#like peter is leaving a note and miles randomly says ‘bye bye’ and they’re both shocked#miles morales#spiderman#spider man#peter parker
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cat and mouse
pairing: ps4!spider-man x blackcat!reader
wc: 744
warnings: only slight sexual tension. no y/n use ‘cat’ as a nickname.
A/N: not really spooky or fall but i just used this as an excuse to do another blackcat reader since the first one was when my writing was….horrible. also I just want the both of them so badly!!!!!
masterlist / peter parker
the chase was always the best part of the hunt. the thrill of the game knowing you’ll always out run his reach, another night of getting away with your earnings. but you did like when he caught you every now and again, hands pining you hard to the ground, chest panting with adrenaline.
you always had the urge to reach up and tug his mask free, probably why there was always a tight grip on your wrist. probably able to read your mind, hear your thoughts and desires.
or because you’ve verbally said one night, “would love a peek under the mask, spidey. bet your real handsome.”
you enjoy the position the chase forces the two of you into. him on top, gloved hands having firm but non-bruise touches, his thighs straddling you on the side of your hips. you pretending to be defenseless on the bottom, lightly shuffling your body around. you always get away though, just a little bad luck on your side to slip free for the night.
tonight was another night of this cat and mouse game. you running and leaping over rooftops with a bag of high tech strapped to your back with spider-man swinging and shooting webs to slow you down in anyway, you just cut yourself free with your claws though.
“thought you could do better, spidey!” yelling over the wind, voice airy and teasing. a sneaky glance over your shoulder you saw as his red and blue suit glided in the air before shooting another web for momentum.
“and i thought we’ve done this dance before, cat!” he managed to land just in front of you on the rooftop, blocking your straightforward run. you skidded to a stop, fixing your posture to straight and narrow.
“we’re so good at this song and dance, why stop? best part of my nights.” slow seductive steps closer, but keeping a safe distance for now.
spider-man sat his hands to his hips, his own feet moving him closer, “well if you didn’t work on the bad side of the law this could all be different.”
a low purr at that, “oh really?” two steps closer, “how so? saying you want to work together? be partners in crime fighting?” the gap was closing.
his shrugged and swept a hand through the air, “wouldn’t that be better than running around for crime bosses? underestimating you? treating you like eye candy?”
just a foot left between the both of you, “they know not to underestimate me. and if it was the two of us, you’d be the eye candy. haven’t you seen the gossip blogs?”
now you couldn’t see the body or face under the suit and mask, but you noticed the way he stuttered in his steps and how his head snapped over quickly.
adding the stutter in his words, “wh- what do they…. what do they say?” left hand rubbing at the back of his head.
a simply shrug with your shoulders, kicking the tips of your boots into air while walking into spider-man’s orbit. “you know… good body build and height. love hearing you talk in any form,” sharp index finger claw skated across his chest, “love the air of mystery behind the superhero.”
and before a nail could slip under the seam of the webbed mask, spider-man held your wrist. his narrowed bug eyes staring you down, “bad idea, cat.”
“aww, but i’m all for bad ideas.” and with a little bad luck on your side you were able to adjust your stance and managed to twisting spider-man’s air and throw him to the ground while rolling atop him. knees sitting on the sides of his hips with palms holding his chest down. his gloves hands grasped at your hips tight.
“i certainly love this position. too bad it can’t be a different situation.” leaning in close with hooded eyes and lonely lips.
spider-man tilted his chin up and you could hear the smirk in his words, “well, never say never.” and it genuinely caused a stir in your belly, him never one to shamelessly flirt back with you. you liked it.
“maybe another night, spidey.” moving your head to the side of his face and planting a lingering kiss to his masked cheek. then whispering low, “can’t wait for next time.” and you ran like a shadow into the dark night, stolen goods still in your possession. along with spider-man’s heart, something you plan to steal every time.
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#peter parker x reader#peter parker#peter parker fic#peter parker x you#peter parker imagine#peter parker fluff#peter parker x female reader#peter parker x blackcat!reader#spider-man#spider man fic#spider man imagine#spider-man x reader#spiderman ps4#marvel fanfiction#marvel fluff#spiderman marvel#marvel imagine
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Parallels Chapter 15: The Cure
Miguel O'Hara x Spider!FemReader
No use of y/n
Rating: Mature
Word Count: 3.4k
Summary: Ignorance is bliss, but bliss is always temporary.
Warnings: Like just so much angst, big feelings, mentions of past smut, verbal argument, this is cringey, i'm sorry
A/N: Again, sorry updates to this story have been slower. I didn't really know which direction I wanted to go with everything up to this point/ how to resolve stuff I have planned. BUT I think I have a much better plan and idea of how to continue (and eventually) end this story. So, all that to say updates will likely be more frequent again now that I know what direction I'm going. Like the next 2 chapters are already half written so we good. Loves yous guys!
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Chapter 15
The Cure
“I’m not eating that.”
“Why not?”
“Because it’s fucking blue, Gwen.”
“People eat blue stuff all the time,” Gwen slides the lunch tray closer to you, the most off-putting hamburger sitting in the center. An absolutely unnatural blue bun with the design of Miguel’s mask painted across the top in red. You wonder if he approved this himself or if it was a private joke everyone was waiting for him to notice. Very likely the latter.
“Bread is not supposed to be blue,” You push the tray back across the table. You swear the little edible abomination is staring back at you.
“I’m with her on this one,” Jess nudges your side, looking just as disgusted as you were at the blue monstrosity. “Things creepy, Gwen.”
“I’ll eat it then,” Hobie snatches the burger from the tray and takes a generous bite without hesitation, “Rid us all of such a horrid thing.”
“Do they serve any non-spider-themed food here?” Gwen and Hobie’s new friend asks, “Like just normal food?”
“The empanadas are alright?” Gwen shrugs.
Pavitir Prabharkar. Pavi, they seemed to call him for short. Just joined about a month ago. He only had a few months of being Spider-Man before that. He was fresh and rosey to the game. An enthusiasm you probably once had when you first started. Hobie and Gwen had taken him in immediately and you’d rarely seen one of them without the other at their side these days. It was sweet, and honestly relieving to see people so young with such a big job have each other, especially Gwen. She was finding a family here after losing everything.
You ran into them in the cafeteria just grabbing a quick bite. You could have eaten in Miguel’s house but you ultimately decided to be a little more social to start your day. You sadly woke up alone, again, but Miguel left a note on the bedside table for you.
Had some errands to run. Meet me in the lab at 1.
-Mig
He even topped it all off with a sweet little heart drawn in the bottom corner. It seemed unlike him to vanish with a note. Well, actually it was very like him, but something about it just felt off. Even Lyla wouldn’t elaborate for you. Maybe your emotions were running high after spending all night tangled in each other's arms. Maybe he needed time to process everything, or maybe he really was just that busy. He did have a whole multiverse team to run. You’re past the point of wondering why he did the things he did. Miguel had his ways and you had yours. As long as you find each other in the end.
Regardless, you were completely fine with moping around the tower for a few hours today. You didn’t have anything to be home for and you had some catching up to do with the crew.
So here you were, roped into a lunch with mostly teenagers trying to feed you lethal amounts of blue dye 99. All in all, you can’t complain.
“Room for one more?” The most comfortably dressed of the spider-men slides in next to Gwen, his infant daughter strapped proudly to his chest for all the world to admire.
“Sure,” Gwen rolls her eyes but still has an amused smile she tries to hide. “You wanna try a Hamburger, Peter?”
“The blue ones? Say no more.” Peter B. Parker— basically Gwen’s weird uncle. You didn’t know him much yourself but he liked to hang around Gwen. They’d both been one of the originals shot into Earth-1610. The place that started it all— forbidden from travel. Home to the original anomaly. You never asked Gwen about it but you could see it in her eyes sometimes. The longing for someone she left there. You think Peter felt similarly. How could they not? You’d caught them bickering about it once or twice— about him and when they could go back for him. If they could go back.
Someone who changed their lives forever, just a watch jump away. You’d heard his name whispered like it was a curse.
Miles Morales. The original anomaly. One of the main reasons you're all here. Just a kid caught up in the wrong mess. Still, he had someone like Gwen and Peter to help him through it. What you would have given to have someone like them around when you first got bitten. You don’t know the details of what happened, and you don’t want to be rude and ask, but it clearly changed something for both of them. Whoever they were before was someone completely different than the people you knew sitting at the table with you today. The multiverse will do that, you suppose.
Mayday crawls from her carrier and takes her place prominently in the center of the table. Center of attention, as she should be.
“Oh, MJ’s gonna love this.” Peter pulls out his phone immediately, dozens of pictures taken in the span of maybe 3 seconds.
Hobie and Pavi don’t hesitate to join in on the impromptu photoshoot. Jess and Gwen both hang their heads in embarrassment. Gwen was taking on her mannerisms after a few months of mentorship. Jess really did take her first request to heart and practically adopted the girl.
This was it. This was your community. Your tribe. These fucking weirdos, and you loved it. In spite of all this fucked up shit with Miguel, you’d made a home in this place— with these weirdos. It seemed like Miguel could be part of it if he just tried a little harder. You think he wanted to be. He longed for those human connections, it was so obvious once you got to know him. And still, he kept everyone at arm's length for almost no reason. He always wanted to be viewed as equal. He did the same work as his other spiders, had the same missions and goals, yet closed himself off from being a part of the community. Maybe he wanted to be feared as well. He always tried so hard to convince you he was a monster. That he wasn’t worthy of love.
You should bring him down here. You could help him join it all again. He was a stubborn man, yes, but could eventually listen to reason— if you were annoying enough about it. Miguel deserved so much more than he gave himself.
Would he do that with you? Be out in the open side by side? You’d never thought about it before but now you think it’s something you might want. No more hiding. There would be a lot more to work out but… that’d be a start.
Maybe. Maybe he would go for it.
One o’clock sneaks up so quickly you almost miss it, shamefully having to pull yourself away from your chaotic lunch table with some made-up excuse. Maybe you wouldn’t have to lie anymore. Maybe you could finally come clean and this weight could be lifted off your shoulders.
Something changed between you and Miguel over these last few months. Something that wasn’t there before. If you think about it too long you’ll start to doubt yourself. He couldn’t hide it either. What you’d both become to each other. It started out so complicated but now it seems like you’d both surrendered to it. He showed you his home, his life, his heart. You’d both given it all to each other and now one of you just had to say it out loud.
What in particular you’d say, you have no idea.
The spider-sense hums when you cross the threshold into Miguel’s lab. The air in it is heavy, but that’s nothing new— especially considering what happened here the other night. The memory makes your cheeks blush.
And as always, there he stands on his desk platform, still as a statue. Always working. Yeah, you really needed to force some friends on him after this. You swing up to the platform and pull him into a hug from behind. He almost topples over from the dramatic entrance, bracing himself on the desk.
“Hi,” you murmur lovingly into his back.
“Hello,” He grumbles. It comes out irritated but you can tell he’s smiling.
“Just got back from the cafeteria. You should really get a burger from there some time,” you tease him, leaning back into one of the swivel chairs.
“Why?” He turns to face you, eyebrows knitted together.
“I just… think you’d like them,” you smile, giving the chair a good spin, “So, what’s up? You wanna talk about yesterday I’m assuming?”
His shoulders immediately tense and you feel a little bad for bringing it up so bluntly. God, he probably felt awful about putting you both in that position and ultimately… how it got resolved. Not that you minded. You feel like you have to stop yourself from blurting ‘Not the sex! The sex was great!’ Instead, you just shut up and let him take the lead.
“I… no. And yes,” he stammers, leaning back against the desk, “How are you… feeling?”
“Uh, fine I suppose,” You bring your knees up to your chest, suddenly a little wary of how to continue. He was on edge about it, you could tell. Your hand rubs over the fresh healed skin on your neck, “Just fine.”
“Good,” he looks away. Something was off. Maybe he just asked you to come in because he felt like he had to. Like he had to explain himself. You want to assure him he didn’t.
“Miguel, if you don’t wanna talk about it, that’s—”
“No!” He snaps his head back in your direction, “It’s not that. It’s not—”
He growls, pushing several papers off his desk. Okay, so he was really upset about something. Something you did? Something in the multiverse. You don’t know, but when it comes to dealing with Miguel you’ve found a gentle hand is what gets results.
You stand up and wrap a hand around his forearm, urging him to face you. He turns, a grimace on his face. He still looks away. Could he not even look at you? The implications of that frighten you, but still, you press on. Your other hand slowly comes up to his cheek and the lines on his face instantly smooth under your touch. Well that’s a good sign, right?
“You’re making this so much harder than it needs to be,” he mumbles, placing a kiss into your palm.
“Please tell me what on earth you’re talking about so I can stop freaking out down here.” You weakly attempt a smile.
He sighs, gently removing your hands. He grabs a metal case from the desk. He clicks it open and holds it in front of you. Inside are two vials of a pale green liquid. They look remarkably similar to his power dampeners.
The realization finally hits you.
“Miguel?”
“It finished synthesizing after the attack.” His voice is so gentle now. So calm, “I wanted to give you time… Give us both some time.”
There it is. The cure to your bond. The very thing you were praying for months ago. You should be happy, right? This is what you wanted. Your salvation. So why did it feel like you just got punched in the gut?
“It’s…it’s a one-time injection,” He takes one of the vials out and examines it in his hands. “There’ll be no pain. It’s safe.”
You don’t know what you're supposed to say. Was he really expecting you to say anything, though? Your stunned silence was probably answer enough. He takes the other vial out and hands it to you. You hesitantly accept it, almost expecting it to burn your skin when you roll it around in your hands. It was so… innocent. It was nothing. This little tube was holding your heart in your hands.
“What…what do we do now?” your voice comes out so small you almost do recognize it.
You see a twinge of pain flash across his face. He turns away to grab the injector gun. He holds it idly between you two.
“Now we… go back to business as usual.”
You look down at the offensive object. The final nail in the coffin to seal both of your fates. This was the goal all along. This is what needed to happen. You place your hand on top of the injector gun. This time it does burn. It feels wrong. The spider-sense makes your vision flash with white as soon as you touch it. You stumble away, almost in fear.
“I… I can’t do this, Miguel.”
“What?” he hurriedly sets the gun aside.
“Don’t you feel it?” Your heart is suddenly beating a mile a minute. You're afraid. Afraid of losing him or afraid of what this serum with do to you, you’re not really sure.
“It– it doesn’t matter. We have to.” So he does feel it too. The rising anxiety. The panic. The screaming inside your head.
“And what if we do, Miguel? What happens after?” You’re fighting to hold back tears. You’re already bargaining. You’re pleading with him and it feels so pathetic, “Can’t we still—”
“No.” It came out so quickly it was like a bullet to your chest, “We can’t— we shouldn’t. It’s too risky. We’ve already risked enough just by–”
He trails off, turning away again. He doesn’t want to be doing this either. If it was painful for you, it had to be painful for him. He couldn’t just cut you off so callously, right? He was putting on a stone mask because he didn’t want to feel. You know this all meant something to him. You meant something. You know it.
Suddenly you want to hurt him. You want him to feel how you feel. Make your words sting— Just show he’ll show some emotions. Anything.
“I keep sharing so much of myself with you and the next day you turn around and act like it meant nothing. Like I mean nothing to you.” A tear finally falls. He turns back around and you can see him resisting the urge to comfort you, hands clenched tightly at his sides.
“That’s not true.”
“Then say it. Say I mean something. Don’t you fucking care?”
“I—I can—that’s not—”
It’s not fair. You’re not being fair but panic is taking the wheel. It makes you angry. Makes you mean.
“No? Then say I don’t mean anything if you want this to be over so bad.” You spit.
You see the words wound him, “Of course you do. But you know— you know this can’t possibly work.”
“Why not?!”
His lips flatten into a thin line and he turns away. He hunches over the desk with a heavy sigh, “I shouldn’t have to explain why to you.”
For once, he’s right. He doesn’t. You know why. You absolutely know why. His wife. His daughter. An entire world gone by his doing. Somehow, you can’t bring yourself to reason with the very real risks— the selfish risks you’ve been taking. What either of you could do to your respective realities. You could end the world if you weren’t careful. Everything must be balanced and this bond was tipping the scales. You both simply being together was a risk to the universe at large. Something so small had very real consequences. Miguel proved that a long time ago.
You always knew this was selfish from the beginning.
Yet another part of you doesn't believe that. This was hard but the right choice should be obvious, right? You made hard choices all the time as a spider. The right choice was always easy in the end because you were sure of yourself. So why did this feel so… wrong?
The tears fall at full force now.
“Miguel I— I don’t know what to do,” you clutch at your chest. “I know this is what we agreed on. I know it’s what we should do. I know but it feels so— you have to feel it too.”
He catches you before you can crumple to the ground. He pulls you in close as you tremble in his arms. The sense hums but it wants more. It wants him, and this just isn’t enough.
You’re not sure how long you stand there with him holding you like a pathetic child. Hugs are usually so comforting. This one felt more like an apology. An unsaid I’m sorry for putting us both through this. You want to hit him. You want to kiss him and never stop. You want to scream.
In the end, you do nothing. You do nothing and he just holds you.
Eventually, he’s the first to break the silence.
“This is the way it has to be.”
You're angry. You’re angry because you know he’s right. Despite being so similar, you were from different worlds at the end of the day. Different realities. You were never supposed to meet. Yet here you are crying into his arms.
Fate is ruthless that way.
The cure is still clutched in your hands, burning a hole through your palm. You pull away from him and look down at the horrid little thing.
“You don’t have to take it right now,” He says, his hand closing over the top of yours. “When you're ready.”
You nod, shoving the damned thing in your pocket. “When will you take yours?”
He hesitates for a moment, “When I’m ready.”
It makes you want to start sobbing all over again. He didn’t want this to be over either. Just when you thought you could have it all, it’s ripped away from both of you.
But… this is how it had to be.
Despite the pain, despite your own greedy wants, it’s what must be done for the sake of the greater good. That’s what a spider always does, right? That’s what this world is, constant sacrifice. The glamorous life of a hero— you’re so tired of it.
You’re not making it any easier for yourself by lingering around him. He wanted this to be over quickly, and so did you. End it, then you can go your separate ways— and cry on Jack’s couch for the next month. If this had to end, then it had to end completely. Snuff out the flames now so he doesn’t hurt more later.
You want to kiss him so badly, but you have to remain strong. Both of your resistance is paper thin and a single wrong move could tear it all down and make this even more painful. Take a page from his book and put on a stone mask. Don’t feel— at least for right now.
You step out of his grasp, instantly missing his warmth when you do. You hug yourself, hoping to keep some of him with you.
“I should go,” You simply say.
“Okay.” He nods, reaching out and then instantly retracting his hand. God, why did this have to be so hard?
You don’t even realize you’d hit your button home until the portal materializes behind you. Its deep bassy buzzing falls deaf on your ears. You gaze into its menagerie of pulsing colors and see only gray now.
The sense pounds against your skull when you take a step closer to your way home.
Stay! Stay here, with him!
The sense always seemed like its own entity anyway. Something inside you panicking for its own self-preservation. Maybe that’s all this was— a parasite. It helped to think about it that way, at least.
You turn to take one last look at Miguel. A hulking man standing at nearly 7 feet tall… just looked so small right now. So defeated. You did that to him— and you can’t do anything to fix it. Not anymore.
Your first instincts about the spider-sense were right.
It was a curse.
“Miguel?” His name almost hurts to say. He looks into your very soul, blood-red eyes somehow speaking words that could never be fully articulated. “Thank you. For… everything.”
You don’t wait for a response, stepping into the world between worlds, eager to be home where you’d allow yourself to fall apart all over again.
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5 Times Peter Confused Everyone ( 1 time someone got him)
https://archiveofourown.org/works/53523334
by alexndr_writes
Somehow the Avengers never learned a few key facts about Peter Parker. His autism, for one. Which has Steve telling Peter to speak more confidently, not realizing Peter's currently non-verbal. Then there's his diabetes. Did Tony seriously just mistake his insulin as heroin? And Peter really needs to explain what satire means to the team soon. Mainly so Sam and Bucky don't keep thinking the shrine to Edward Cullen in his room is serious.
The constant misunderstandings as of late are hilariously awkward.
Words: 5072, Chapters: 3/6, Language: English
Series: Part 5 of The Hair Dye Chronicles
Fandoms: Spider-Man (Tom Holland Movies), Spider-Man - All Media Types
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Categories: F/M
Characters: Peter Parker, Michelle Jones (Marvel), Ned Leeds, Tony Stark, Steve Rogers, Natasha Romanov (Marvel), Bruce Banner, Sam Wilson (Marvel), James "Rhodey" Rhodes, James "Bucky" Barnes, Flash Thompson
Relationships: Michelle Jones/Peter Parker, Michelle Jones & Ned Leeds & Peter Parker, Peter Parker & Tony Stark
Additional Tags: 5+1 Things, Autistic Peter Parker, Misunderstandings, Crack Treated Seriously, Tony Stark Acting as Peter Parker's Parental Figure, Protective Tony Stark, Peter Parker Has Sensory Issues, Michelle Jones Loves Peter Parker, Good Friend Ned Leeds, Diabetes, Flash Thompson Redemption
read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/53523334
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Characters with the most Disabled Swag
(according to me, an autistic person)
General Amaya (Dragon Prince-- deaf)
Ingo and Emmet (Pokemon BW; autistic-coded)
Toph Beifong (Avatar: The Last Airbender-- blind)
Clint Barton/Hawkeye (Marvel comics-- deaf)
Percy Jackson (ADHD + dyslexic)
Annabeth Chase (ADHD + dyslexic+ autistic-coded)
Leo Valdez (ADHD + dyslexic)
Shellington (Octonauts-- autistic-coded)
Peso (Octonauts-- anxiety)
Callum (Dragon Prince-- autistic-coded)
Ezran (Dragon Prince-- autistic-coded)
Bucky Barnes (Marvel-- amputee)
Phoebe Terese (Magic School Bus -- autistic-coded)
Arnold Perstein (MSB-- autistic-coded and anxiety-coded; visually impaired)
Ralphie Tenelli (MSB-- ADHD-coded)
Dorothy Ann (MSB-- autistic-coded)
Carlos Ramon (MSB-- autistic and ADHD-coded)
Mikey Ramon (MSB-- paraplegic; wheelchair user)
Kanan Jarrus (Star Wars Rebels-- blind)
Peter Parker (Spider-Man -- ADHD/autistic-coded)
Ava the wolf (Dragon Prince-- amputee)
Viktor (Arcane League of Legends-- uses a cane)
Jinx (Arcane League of Legends-- schizophrenic)
Deanna Troi (Star Trek TNG-- autistic-coded)
Julian Bashir (Star Trek DS9-- autistic-coded)
The Moon Knight system (Steven Grant, Marc Spector, etc... Disassociative Identity Disorder)
Zuko (ATLA: autistic-coded, traumatic eye injury)
Nick Fury (Marvel; partially blind)
Winona (Pokemon-- autistic-coded)
Iris (Pokemon-- autistic-coded)
Red (Pokemon-- non-verbal and autistic-coded)
Hiccup and Toothless (How to Train Your Dragon-- amputees)
Soren and Claudia (Dragon Prince-- neurodivergent-coded)
Jayfeather (Warrior Cats-- blind)
Crookedstar (Warrior Cats-- dislocated jaw)
Briarlight (Warrior Cats-- paraplegic)
Cinderpelt (Warrior Cats-- limited mobility)
Gray Wing (Warrior Cats-- asthmatic)
Moth Flight (Warrior Cats-- ADHD-coded)
Captain Picard (Star Trek TNG-- artificial heart)
Spock (Star Trek TOS-- autistic-coded + dyslexic)
Captain Barnacles (Octonauts-- autistic-coded + claustrophobic)
Pryce (Pokemon; uses a cane as a mobility aid)
Anabel (Pokemon-- amnesia)
Looker (Pokemon -- anmesia + ADHD-coded)
Allister (Pokemon -- social anxiety + autistic-coded)
N Harmonia (Pokemon -- unspecified trauma + autistic-coded)
Elesa (Pokemon-- autistic-coded)
There are plenty more characters, but this is it for now! Who do YOU think has the most disabled swag?
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Got tagged by @the-red-butterfly
1. How many works do you have on AO3? 25, which surprised me, thought it would be less.
2. What's your total AO3 word count? 236,265.
3. What fandoms do you write for? Mostly Spider-Man, DC (A world's finest AU), Star Wars, God of War.
4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?
(1) Keep my mother's name out of your mouth (395) World's Finest AU
(2) Crossed paths (255) Spider-Man
(3) Gods of war and large serpents (182) God of War
(4) The Familiar Face Of A Stranger (163) MCU
(5) A boy and his mother (160) God of War
5. Do you respond to comments? Yes, with great enthusiasm. I love feedback; it gives me such a rush knowing that someone took time out of their day to respond to my work.
6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending? Atm it would be What are we?
7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending? Good morning Kitty Its a non-stop fluff fic.
8. Do you get hate on fics? None that I can recall.
9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind? I've tried several times, but never finished any of them.
10. Do you write crossovers? No.
11. Have you ever had a fic stolen? Not as far as I know.
12. Have you ever had a fic translated? Yes. Dark Thunder
13. Have you ever co-written a fic before? Yes. Familiar Face of a Stranger was co-written with @the-red-butterfly who brought most of the drive.
14. What’s your all time favourite ship? Peter Parker x Felicia Hardy. Honourable runners up include Kratos x Freya, Clark Kent x Bruce Wayne (when both are written well), and Shoko Komi x Tadano Hitohito.
15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will? Crossed Path has been sitting unfinished for 2-3 years now. I feel bad about it but never take the time to return to it.
16. What are your writing strengths? Angst. When characters are just feeling angry or down, I can pull a lot from that and words fly onto the page.
17. What are your writing weaknesses? I think I harp on a little too much when it comes to pointless details.
18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic? I think I've only done this with sign language, so not sure if that counts but I wanted to make it feel like natural dialogue while reminding the audience the character is not speaking verbally but through body language and conveying meaning through expressions + hands.
19. First fandom you wrote for? I do not honestly remember. It might be a One Piece but the fic is long gone at this point.
20. Favourite fic you’ve written? Not sure to be honest. I enjoy most things that I write, otherwise I wouldn't post them.
#Writing#AO3#Spider-Man#God of War#Fics#DC Comics#World's Finest#SuperBat#WarFlower#PeterFelicia#Superman#Batman#Robin#Kratos#Freya#Atreus#Peter Parker#Felicia Hardy
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Earth X #9
Wherein the Inhumans reverently look up at Medusa’s cleavage framed by Black Bolt’s wings.
I dunno.
You know something I didn’t realize until last time?
All the covers form one image. If placed side by side in two rows of seven. Pretty neat.
Anyway. Earth X. It is a pretty Bad Future.
Uatu the Watcher has been blinded. He kidnapped Aaron Stack to be his seeing eye robot but Aaron has learned the secrets he was hiding about the Celestials and their plan for humanity.
He is furious with Uatu.
A psychic brat called the Skull has brought an army of thousands of mind controlled people to New York. He’s defeated the robotic Iron Avengers and killed the Hydra. Now he corners President Osborn in his office.
Captain America teleports around the world, recruiting old friends to form an army against the Skull.
Humanity has undergone a mass empowering event, mutating everyone. Reed initially blamed himself, blamed his vibranium experiments. But he has come to learn that it was the Inhuman’s terrigen mist that has changed humanity.
Loki schemed to set Thor against Sorcerer Supreme Clea and removed both from Earth so he can scheme and plot.
Peter Parker’s daughter May, the new Venom, tried to fight against the Skull but fell under his control, leaving Peter at a loss.
Oh, and there’s a werewolf astronaut on the Moon called John Jameson. He’s wandered into the tense dynamic between Uatu and Aaron. I don’t know why he’s here but he’s here now.
Earth X. There’s a lot of stuff going on but it all ties together with a big bow that says Celestials.
The Celestials are here. Whatever their ancient plan, it is two hundred years early and it is imminent.
Pretty exciting.
There’s a lot of subplots going on so let’s cover the Inhumans first. Last time, Reed and the Inhumans realized that the mass empowering event was caused by the Inhuman’s own terrigen mist.
Apparently, shortly before the royal family left Earth, there was one last big fight between Maximus and Black Bolt. Maximus’ scheme was to detonate a terrigen bomb that would turn humanity into Inhumans for him to rule.
Sounds like what has happened, right? We found our culprit?
Well, no.
Maximus was stopped. He killed best doggo Lockjaw, so Black Bolt killed him.
But Medusa has now realized that the only person who could have set off the bomb after Maximus’ defeat… was Black Bolt.
(Tally 2 marks for 616 stuff inspired by Earth X. The events War of Kings and Inhumanity were based off this idea.)
The populace of Attilan got fed up with the rules and restrictions and eugenics of the Inhuman ruling council. A council powerful enough to take Black Bolt and Medusa’s kid away from them. So despite the outside world being poison to Inhumans, everybody left. They much rathered be poisoned than put up with the Council.
In the outside world, the refugee Inhumans were weakened by pollution and were mistaken as mutants. So they got hate mobbed.
Black Bolt decided to set off the terrigen bomb before he and the Royal Family went off into space. If everyone was Inhumans, the refugees could blend. Maybe this would even solve all of humanity’s prejudices. Or so Medusa assumes Black Bolt was thinking.
Black Bolt doesn’t talk in general but now he’s super not saying anything. Not even his non-verbal communications that Medusa interprets for others.
So that mystery is solved.
It was Black Bolt in Attilan with the Terrigen Bomb.
Over in New New York, the Skull and his forces have cornered President Osborn in his office.
And the Skull delivers a truly karmic death to Norman. Not that the Skull is even aware of that.
Norman is given a vision by Spiders-Man (another tally for Earth X) of Gwen Stacy shoving him out the window.
And on his way down, he gets tangled up in the new American flag and snaps his neck.
Also, for some reason, he was wearing a Norman mask over his goblin face.
The terrigen mists really mutated people in appropriate ways. Black Panther became a kitty, Ox is an ox, and Norman Osborn’s face became that of the Green Goblin.
I don’t know why he hid it. Considering that in this world, angry mobs murder people who look too normal.
(Way to solve prejudice, Black Bolt)
Also, I said this last time, but I really thought President Osborn would be more important to the plot. But I guess it was just a Bad Future signifier.
Times must be bad, Osborn is President and Peter Parker is depressed and retired.
With Osborn dead, the Skull broadcasts a message saying he’s in charge now.
The Skull: “I’ve got great news, everybody. The president’s dead. No more wrinkles. No more age spots. No more grandma smells. I’m in charge now.”
Before we panic, we should find out what his plan for fixing health care is.
Elsewhere, Captain America continues teleporting around the world recruiting an army.
His next stop is to England, to recruit Brain Braddock, Captain Britain. Who is now King Britain.
He’s also depressed because Excalibur, the team, was turned into stone by the Gray Gargoyle. Brian found the real Excalibur, the sword, to save Excalibur, the team, but he’s been too afraid to use it.
Brian also foolishly says “I am Britain” to express that he has to make decisions for a country, not just himself. Giving Captain America the opportunity to drop a “no man is an island” counter.
In Tony’s quarantined hideout, he and Vision react to Norman’s death.
Which neither of them weep or gnash their teeth at. The guy sucked.
Tony’s Tony brain is still whirring away even after becoming a hermit and he wonders if the Skull didn’t take control of the Iron Avengers like he did everyone else because he couldn’t.
We haven’t gotten a lot of specifics on how the Skull’s mind control works. Him not being able to control robots is a plausible weakness.
Hm. I wonder if Vision is immune to Professor X. Vision’s mind is based on human brain patterns but it’s entirely synthetic. And mutant telepathy doesn’t work on Sentinels or Nimrods.
Maybe Vision should intangible through the ground, pop up behind the Skull and cold cock him.
The last big subplot is Aaron Stack ditching Uatu and John Jameson on the Moon to go fill in Reed Richards.
Uatu was very specific that Reed should be distracted by grief and despair so he doesn’t cause more damage. So Aaron has realized that if anyone has a chance of stopping the Celestial plan, it is Reed.
So he pops out of a Monoloth in front of Reed and uses his telescoping eyes to show Reed the horrible truth of the Celestial plan.
Earth X is a cosmic horror story hiding inside a wacky comic book AU.
Uatu let Aaron believe that the Celestial plan was that humanity would evolve into space gods. Into a new group of Celestials.
He let Aaron believe this so he could use it as a cudgel against Aaron’s moral objections. Things look bad but these are birthing pains so humanity can achieve its glorious destiny.
And humanity being special and destined to become space gods is very common in Marvel.
The Skrull-Kree War story in Avengers concluded with the reveal that humanity had latent reality warping powers and that one day, they’d rule the universe.
People on Earth are constantly ascending to higher planes of existence by getting so powerful. The High Evolutionary did it to himself once.
When it seemed like the plan was that humanity was evolving into Celestials, this was a very plausible direction for the plot to go.
But it was a lie.
The Celestial plan is about new Celestials. But there is already one growing inside Earth.
(Another tally for Earth X. This was the plot of the Eternals movie.)
Cosmic horror often uses the idea that humanity is a meaningless mote in existence.
Earth X does something arguably worse.
Humanity is very important. A very important if small cog in the machine. An immune system to protect the growing Celestial from “germs” like the Skrulls or Kree.
The Deviants and Eternals were the first and second stab at an immune system but were insufficient in different ways.
The Celestial seed is responsible for everything that we think makes humanity. Ambition, conflict, guilt, responsibility, altruism, culture, innovation. All of our virtues and vices meticulously calculated to serve a specific role. Our development from pre-history to the end of the world charted out.
To encourage humanity to grow, to spread, to fight. Conflict sparks progress. Pollution, radiation, scientific advances create an environment for superpowers to develop. Which makes humans powerful enough to protect the world from outsiders. Finally, for the Skull to arise to bring the mutated populace under control in the last days to prevent destructive in-fighting.
Humanity has a destiny and it is to protect an egg and then die when it hatches.
Sounds like someone really liked Chrono Trigger.
Jokes aside, this is the dark secret at the literal center of Earth X.
We know the game now. There’s four issues left. Can a cosmic plan millions of years in the making be stopped at the eleventh hour?
Probably. Superhero comics are all about punching existential threats until they go away.
#Earth X#liveblog#Inhumans#black bolt#captain america#captain britain#mr fantastic#green goblin#norman osborn#uatu the watcher#machine man#iron man#the vision#Celestials
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Christmas Night
|| Peter Parker x Gwen Stacy
summary ; after a tough patrol on christmas peter comes home to his loving cg ready to care for him
notes ; cg gwen is so real to me & little peter would adore her
warnings ; mentions of a bad patrol, injuries & first aid kits, pet names, bottle feeding, non-verbal peter (I didn’t mean to do that but I like how it came out)
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Peter stumbles a bit as he hauls himself through the fire escapes window, relishing in the drastic change from brisk cold to warm heat that fills his and Gwen’s apartment. It’s Christmas and no matter how much Gwen begged, Peter had to go out on patrol, he couldn’t relax without knowing at least one person was helped on Christmas instead of left out to fend for themselves.
It worked and Peter does feel good about the old lady he had helped, but his body aches and his headspace is desperate to come out. He hasn’t slipped in so long between college and spiderman duties, it’s half the reason Gwen wanted him to stay home.
“Jeez honey what happened?” Speaking of the blonde, she’s busy racing towards Peter when he looks up, Gwen’s hand instantly cupping the right side of his face where a bruise and gash sit.
“Let’s get you cleaned up.” She must note how tired Peter is as she doesn’t question anything further, just pulls his hand til he follows her out to the living room, flopping down against the sofa to let Gwen retrieve the first aid kit from under the kitchen sink.
“Got you good didn’t they?” While Peter would usually banter back with a ‘you should see the other guy’ or something similar, he’s far too tired and feeling himself slip younger already.
Gwen’s brows furrow at the lack of response but she says nothing and presses a wad of cleaner soaked gauze to Peters eyebrow, soothing her thumb at his neck when he hisses. It doesn’t take long for everything to get patched up nor for Gwen to realize that Peters falling into his little space.
“You need anything baby? You hungry?” He shakes his head, reaching a hand to rub at his eyes clumsily, letting himself droop forward into Gwen’s chest in exhaustion.
“Sweetheart I should put the first aid kit away, can you let me up just for a minute?” There’s a grunt of disapproval from Peter but he complies and lets Gwen rise from her spot on the couch.
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She’s back a few minutes later, having stowed the kit away and grabbed a bottle filled with water for Peter, he never drinks enough of it when patrolling in her opinion, and he’s sure to be appreciative of her helping him drink it.
“Come on sweetheart, we can put a movie on and settle for the night.” Peter shuffles to curl into Gwen as soon as she tucks herself into the sofas corner.
His head rests in the crook of her bent arm, sleepy look in his eyes as she tilts the bottle down to let him drink, he puts up no fuss, just like Gwen expected with how late it is already, almost hitting two am. The only lights left on in the apartment are the colorful string of Christmas lights draped around the fake tree set beside the window and the tv that plays a low hallmark Christmas movie.
“Easy bug boy, gotta go slow.” Gwen reminds softly when Peter starts to get a little too quick in his gulping of the water.
“There we go.” The waters drunk down just in time for Peters eyes to flutter shut, sleep overtaking his body as he turns farther into Gwen’s frame for comfort that she easily gives out.
“Merry Christmas baby.” She coos gently, sinking back against the couch in knowing that neither of them will be moving til morning.
#jj writes#marvel agere#little!peter#caregiver!gwen stacy#peter parker#gwen stacy#peter parker x gwen stacy#gweter
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Pretty Eyes Fetch a Pretty Price
by Elven_Fforestydd
While trying to buy a new comic, Peter is kidnapped and taken to an underground children's trafficking network. With the clock ticking until he disappears into the dark underworld, Bucky will do whatever it takes to find and bring Peter back home.
Words: 4904, Chapters: 2/8, Language: English
Series: Part 2 of Even So I Will Endure
Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe, The Avengers (Marvel Movies), Spider-Man - All Media Types, Iron Man (Movies), The Falcon and the Winter Soldier (TV)
Rating: Mature
Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Rape/Non-Con, Underage
Categories: Gen
Characters: Peter Parker, James "Bucky" Barnes, Tony Stark, Clint Barton
Relationships: Bucky Barnes/Clint Barton
Additional Tags: Hurt/Comfort, Peter Parker Needs a Hug, Peter Parker Whump, Kidnapped Peter Parker, Protective Bucky Barnes, Hurt Bucky Barnes, Protective Tony Stark, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Rape/Non-con Elements, Collars, Auction, Electrocution, Human Trafficking, Crying, Gags, Verbal Humiliation, Shame, Nudity, Non-Consensual Kissing, Non-Consensual Drug Use, Precious Peter Parker, Pain, Child Abuse, Implied/Referenced Rape/Non-con, Childhood Trauma, Trauma, Whump, Psychological Torture, Aftermath, Peter Parker is a Mess, Awesome Clint Barton, Bucky Barnes Recovering, Peter Parker Has Panic Attacks, Peter Parker Has Issues, Panic Attacks, Attempted Sexual Assault, Kidnapping, Bucky Barnes Feels, Bucky Barnes Needs a Hug
source https://archiveofourown.org/works/47897713
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Writer would you ever…write your own take on Peter having a service animal?
That sounds like something I would possibly write. I love the idea of Peter having a service animal or an Emotional Support Animal. In the future, an Emotional Support Animal is something I could potentially work into my Fostering Hope / Selectivly-Non-Verbal Foster Child Peter Parker AU.
#ask game#writers ask game#writers would you ever#irondad and spiderson#fostering hope series#emotional support animals
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instructions | peter/tony/steve/bucky
by meenad
It was common knowledge that never-before-owned Omegas sold for a higher price in the city. And Peter supposed it would make sense that the only Alphas who could afford to all share a virgin Omega would be the Avengers. But logic didn’t make it any easier to be tasked with three intense partners.
It was a good thing that his new Alphas seemed to be intent on ‘training’ him first. Whatever that meant.
Words: 3003, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English
Fandoms: The Avengers (Marvel) - All Media Types, The Avengers (Marvel Movies), Captain America - All Media Types, Iron Man (Movies), Spider-Man - All Media Types, Spider-Man (Tom Holland Movies)
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: Rape/Non-Con, Underage
Categories: M/M, Multi
Characters: Peter Parker, Tony Stark, Steve Rogers, James "Bucky" Barnes
Relationships: James "Bucky" Barnes/Peter Parker/Steve Rogers/Tony Stark, Peter Parker/Tony Stark, Peter Parker/Steve Rogers, James "Bucky" Barnes/Peter Parker, James "Bucky" Barnes/Steve Rogers, Steve Rogers/Tony Stark, James "Bucky" Barnes/Tony Stark, James "Bucky" Barnes/Steve Rogers/Tony Stark
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - BDSM, Sexual Slavery, Master/Slave, Master/Pet, Alpha/Omega, Public Humiliation, Blindfolds, Sexual Tension, Collars, Voyeurism, Humiliation, Verbal Humiliation, Situational Humiliation, Hand Jobs, Leashes, Chains, Dirty Talk, Size Difference, Size Kink, Age Difference, Rare Pairings, Virginity Kink, Possessive Tony Stark, Possessive Bucky Barnes, Extremely Dubious Consent, Dubious Consent, Finger Sucking, Choking, Degradation, Peter Parker Needs a Hug, Non-Traditional Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Sexuality Crisis
source https://archiveofourown.org/works/41083557
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5 Times Peter Confused Everyone ( 1 time someone got him)
read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/mrQOT13
by alexndr_writes
Somehow the Avengers never learned a few key facts about Peter Parker. His autism, for one. Which has Steve telling Peter to speak more confidently, not realizing Peter's currently non-verbal. Then there's his diabetes. Did Tony seriously just mistake his insulin as heroin? And Peter really needs to explain what satire means to the team soon. Mainly so Sam and Bucky don't keep thinking the shrine to Edward Cullen in his room is serious.
The constant misunderstandings as of late are hilariously awkward.
Words: 5072, Chapters: 3/6, Language: English
Series: Part 5 of The Hair Dye Chronicles
Fandoms: Spider-Man (Tom Holland Movies), Spider-Man - All Media Types
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Categories: F/M
Characters: Peter Parker, Michelle Jones (Marvel), Ned Leeds, Tony Stark, Steve Rogers, Natasha Romanov (Marvel), Bruce Banner, Sam Wilson (Marvel), James "Rhodey" Rhodes, James "Bucky" Barnes, Flash Thompson
Relationships: Michelle Jones/Peter Parker, Michelle Jones & Ned Leeds & Peter Parker, Peter Parker & Tony Stark
Additional Tags: 5+1 Things, Autistic Peter Parker, Misunderstandings, Crack Treated Seriously, Tony Stark Acting as Peter Parker's Parental Figure, Protective Tony Stark, Peter Parker Has Sensory Issues, Michelle Jones Loves Peter Parker, Good Friend Ned Leeds, Diabetes, Flash Thompson Redemption
read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/mrQOT13
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It's Just a Memory
https://archiveofourown.org/works/55263079
by Fancy_Oatmeal
Uncle Ben dies when Peter is twelve and his aunt falls into a catatonic state which eventually leads to her hospitalization and Peter's first introduction to the foster care system. After six "lovely" months with Skip Westcott Peter returns home different from how he left, both physically and mentally. Now Peter is fifteen and tormented by his past memories as May is hospitalized once again and Peter ends up back in the system. Lucky for him, his favorite genius, billionaire, superhero is more than happy to take him in. Things start to fall apart though as Tony realizes something in wrong and Peter refuses to open up.
Words: 4692, Chapters: 1/5, Language: English
Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe
Rating: Not Rated
Warnings: Rape/Non-Con, Graphic Depictions Of Violence
Characters: Peter Parker, Aunt May Parker (Marvel), Tony Stark, Skip Westcott, Natasha Romanov (Marvel), Steve Rogers, Clint Barton, Pepper Potts, Wanda Maximoff, Bruce Banner
Relationships: Peter Parker & Natasha Romanov, Peter Parker & Tony Stark
Additional Tags: Sexual Abuse, Bad Parent Aunt May Parker (Marvel), Foster Care, Verbal Abuse, Tony Stark Acting as Peter Parker's Parental Figure, Protective Natasha Romanov (Marvel), Soft Natasha Romanov, Child Abuse, Human Experimentation, Peter Parker Needs a Hug, Hurt Peter Parker, Warning: Skip Westcott, Revenge, Fluff and Angst, Peter Parker has PTSD, Domestic Avengers, Avengers Family, Implied Sexual Content, Self-Harm, Happy Ending
read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/55263079
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𝐖𝐄𝐋𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐀𝐃𝐈𝐀, malti grey-summers, benjamin 'benjy' parker ! the face claim of nic kaufmann, logan lerman are now taken. you have 24 hours to join the discord [ from the pinned post ] or your role(s) will be reopened. check out the ooc intro + about channels!
⟨ nic kaufmann. non binary. they/ them + he/him minimally. 22. ⟩ LOADING FILES … did you know JEAN GREY + SCOTT SUMMERS’ child’s name is MALTI ZIAN GREY-SUMMERS ?! i’ve seen them around town listening to FALLING BEHIND by LAUFEY ! they seem to be quite CLEVER, but also INTROVERTED, but it makes sense given they are a SENIOR at NYU. i’d watch out for them, though, official files say they’re a MUTANT skilled in SONIC SCREAM, TELEPATHIC IMMUNITY, NON-VERBAL COMMUNICATION / ASL, BASIC COMBAT, GIFTED INTELLECT, EIDETIC MEMORY. no surprise there ! ⟨ kami. ⟩
⟨ logan lerman. genderqueer. he/they. twenty five. ⟩ LOADING FILES … did you know PETER PARKER & MJ WATSON’s child’s name is BENJAMIN MAY PARKER ?! i’ve seen them around town listening to YOURE GONNA GO FAR KID by THE OFFSPRING ! they seem to be quite joyful, but also cloud headed, but it makes sense given they are a INVESTIGATIVE JOURNALIST at DAILY BUGEL. i’d watch out for them, though, official files say they’re a SPIDER MUTATE skilled in WALL CRAWLING, ORGANIC WEBBING, SYMBIOTE CONNECTION not currently a host, SPIDEY SENSE. no surprise there ! ⟨ rook ⟩
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Spirited Love [WandaXNatashaXNB!OC]
read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/ohIYmKP
by TheEternalNox
Harvey was kidnapped by the red room at the ripe age of 5 or so they thought. They were only 7 when the red room joined with hydra and allowed them to experiment on Harvey. Harvey survived and one day the red room and hydra's control suddenly stops working when they were under attack. They finally gain control over their own body again. Will they be found out and put back under control? Will they be able to escape before it's too late? Read to find out.
Disclaimer:
I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE MARVEL CHARACTERS I ONLY OWN HARVEY AND ROSALINDA.
Marvel characters are not completely accurate to how they are in the films.
Words: 230, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English
Fandoms: The Avengers (Marvel) - All Media Types, The Avengers (Marvel Movies), Marvel Cinematic Universe, Marvel
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Rape/Non-Con
Categories: Multi
Characters: Natasha Romanov (Marvel), Wanda Maximoff, Peter Parker, Tony Stark, Steve Rogers, James "Bucky" Barnes, Clint Barton, Laura Barton, Ned Leeds, Mjolnir (Marvel), Michelle Jones, Vision (Marvel), Bruce Banner, Pietro Maximoff, Yelena Belova, Maria Hill, Nick Fury, Loki (Marvel), Thor (Marvel), Pepper Potts, Betty Ross, Gamora (Marvel), Jane Foster (Marvel), Carol Danvers
Additional Tags: Avengers Family, Avengers Tower, Protective Avengers, Everyone Is Poly Because Avengers, Gay, LGBTQ Character, Nonbinary Character, Polyamory, Smut, Fluff and Smut, Action/Adventure, Romance, Sex, My First Smut, Action, avengersassemble, Multiverse, Mutant Powers, Superheroes, Alternate Universe - Superheroes/Superpowers, Alternate Universe - Modern: Still Have Powers, Hydra (Marvel), Red Room (Marvel), Abuse, Past Abuse, Past Child Abuse, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Emotional/Psychological Abuse, Physical Abuse, Sexual Abuse, Past Sexual Abuse, Verbal Abuse, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Trauma, Childhood Trauma, Human Experimentation, Mutants, Telekinesis, Telepathy, Fire, Water, Earth, air, Invisibility, Flying, Alternate Universe - Magic, Inhanced sences
read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/ohIYmKP
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