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Peter: X-D

Tony: NO, PETER, NO.



Peter: I just did.

Tony: I’ll block you if you ever do that again, understood.

Peter: FITE ME.


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Peter: If you do this, I will kill everyone you ever loved and burn you alive along side them. I will leave no evidence behind and no one will ever know what happened to you. Don’t test me.

Ned, throwing away the +4 card out of sheer terror:

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One party. You could so do that. One tiny party for your boyfriend. You are the Goddess of Magic. You could handle a small party.

Well apparently you can’t.

“Ned! Can’t you just keep him occupied for a couple more hours? The party is tomorrow and I swear to Od- God if he finds out before-”

“I will but you have to make up an excuse.” Ned rushed out before he continued on “I got to go. Don’t screw this up- he deserves this,” You thanked Ned for the trust that he put in you with a roll of your eyes.

You were currently working out a plan with May so that he would be busy until the party when someone else texted you other than May.


Peter- Hey can I swing by and talk to you?

Shit. You couldn’t do that- you had already had tons of balloons and decorations stacked in your house not to mention the other plans you had.

You- Sorry, I am hanging out with a friend. Can I talk to you tomorrow.

Peter- Of course.

You didn’t quite realize that he meant of course by ‘of course you were busy’ and not that he agreed for him to talk to you tomorrow.

After a couple of hours you were sure that you had everything set up to perfection- ever since coming to Midgard to do you godlessly things you always seemed to stick to Peter.

He was just an ordinary boy in the eyes of your father or your uncles- if they knew about him- but he was everything to you.

He didn’t even know that you were from an entirely different planet- he just thought that you were home schooled somewhere in a place called Idaho.

He showed you Queens as well as a lot of other things and he opened the world up to you and you wanted to show him how much that he means to you.

A knock rang out from the front of your house- your mom wasn’t going to be home because she was at the lab so you didn’t know who it was.

You looked over at yourself hair messed up from painting the banner for his birthday a bit of black paint smeared on your inner arm and forearm.

As we walked over to the door you started to wonder who it could be, your family was- interesting.

As Thor Odinson and Jane Foster as your parents you honestly never thought about what could walk through that door.

And at the moment you didn’t think you would be answering the door to your loving boyfriend who looked as though he was going to punch a whole through your door.

“P-Peter-” You stuttered out shoving the door so that he couldn’t see into the house and to your birthday decorations.

“We need to talk.” He motioned to go inside before you shut the door quickly behind you with a nervous look to him.

He knew you were hiding something.

“What’s in your house that you don’t want me to see. Or Who?”

“No one is in my house, just me- my mom is working.” You confessed truthfully as another look crossed his face.

“I thought that you were hanging out with a friend.”

He got you there, he really did get you- you stumbled to come up with an excuse but nothing showed up in your vocabulary.

It was like you were frozen. Not able to do anything other than watch your boyfriend come to false conclusions.

“I should have known.” He scoffed out running a hand through his hair a hurting look on his face.

“Peter- it’s not that. I swear-” Cheating. He thought that you were cheating on the love of your life. You don’t think that you could even think about doing that without throwing up.

“No- I’ve wanted to talk for the past couple of months and you are always disappearing. I should have known about girls like you.”

“Girls like me? What do you mean-” A stark bit of anger slid its way into the conversation.

“Beautiful, Popular. I should have known that you were lying when you said that you loved me. Did you enjoy seeing me fall for you even though you were just playing me behind my back?”

Father- Come to Avenger’s tower. There is a family matter that we need to attend to.

“Is he in there right now? Texting you. Asking why you are talking to your nerd boyfriend?” He had it all wrong and he should have known that.

“No, this is my father.” The truth squeezed its way out as looked as betrayal crossed his features.

You- Dad, I can’t right now.

“You absentee father is texting you. Really Y/n?” Tear started to leak from your eyes, you were caught in a lie- it wasn’t a good one and it would risk everything that you built for yourself.

“Were done.” Those to words shook you, he was breaking up with you. You couldn’t tell him who you were- it would put everything that you built to ruins.

“Peter!” You screamed out but it didn’t seem to help well he was already walking away at an almost inhuman speed.

Father- Your uncle is trying to take over Midgard again. He has the cube.

Your angry tears flooded down your face as you watched Peter leave you broken-hearted. You had to go- this was your civic duty as a Goddess on earth. And your couldn’t leave that behind you swore to it.


Slamming his door Peter Parker grounded his teeth his face red from the tears that he shed over his girl- ex girlfriend.

“What’s wrong?” Ned came over to his broken friend who seemed as though he was dying.

“She is cheating on me. She has to be.”

“What? No she’s not. This is Y/n that we are talking about. She loves you so much, Peter. Please tell me that you didn’t do anything irrational.”

“I broke up with her.” Peter quietly choaked out still believing the worst as he sunk his head into his hands.

“Peter. You just ruined your life.” Ned yelled at him.

“How can you believe her over me? I thought you had my back, Ned.” Ned grabbed out his phone before pulling out the conversation with you.

His eyes scanned over the text as his heart broke all over again. She was texting Ned.

Y/n- I just found out that I can’t hold a paintbrush to save my life. Remember to keep Peter busy today.

Shit, I just spilled paint all over the carpeting.

Ned- Y/N! How do you do that?

Y/n- I am trying to do something nice for my boyfriend so hush, Ned!

I just called May, you guys are going to do something tomorrow and don’t ruin it. Please. Peter needs a break.

Ned- I know that, Y/n. And you don’t screw up either this is going to be important for him. I’ll go to him to go to like Lego land. He loves that.

Or get him a light-saber! We could watch all of the star wars movies at my house!

Are you still doing the Iron Man theme he is a slut for Iron Man.

And Nachos. Get him Nachos too and he will love you forever.

Y/n- My boyfriend is a slut for a 45 year old man. Okay.

Just found out that I am bad at writing on cakes with icing.

Ned, I miss my boyfriend so much. Can’t I just see him really quick, I miss cuddle times.

How do you work a fire extinguisher. My curtains are on fire!

We’re good now.

Ned- why are you in charge of the party?

And no! You wait until the party then you can have all of the ‘cuddle time’ that you want.

The party. They were planning a birthday party for him.

“You better fix this. Now, Peter.” Ned yelled at the boy who looked shocked at the phone. He had just broken up with the love of his life for no reason what so ever.

He ran over to the door getting your number on his phone and dialing it over and over again but you didn’t answer.

His phone buzzed and he immediately grabbed it hoping that it was you but his heart dropped at what he saw.

Mr. Stark- Come to the tower now kid. Bring your suit. Loki’s going bat shit and trying to take over the world again.


“You guys stand back. This isn’t your fight.” Thor Odinson commanded to the Avengers as he watched his brother try to take over New York Square, shooting bursts of light every so often.

“The Hell it isn’t. What are you going to do it yourself?”

“Just evacuate the people. We will take care of the rest.” Before anyone could question the God he roared into action slamming his hammer in the direction of his brother in which he barely ducked.

Slam after slam Thor hit after his brother only to get caught of guard not really feeling as though he should electrocute his brother.

Sending a bolt of lightning towards his brother he barely made it to the ground before catching a a side of the building sending a crack into a side of a main building.

You crept towards the side of the building seeing two people rushing others through the boundaries- Iron Man and Spider-Man. You didn’t know that Peter was the Spider Man but he knew who you were as you were wearing civilian clothes.

As soon as he saw you he sprung forward trying to get you out of the area but Iron Man yanked him back keeping him from going anywhere near Loki.

“You don’t want to do this, Loki!” You commanded to him as they watched your father coming to your side 2 gods next to each other.

“But I do, Y/n darling.” Reaching into your pocket you grabbed a small pocket knife and cut your palm Peter bounded forward only to get stopped by Tony.

“Peter, I think that she is the back-up. Friday get Peter out of here.” Peter looked at Tony about to tell him off when he was jerked to the ground- to the safety of a building, you slammed your palm into the ground.

It was euphoric as you felt your asgardian battle gear took over your form another person materializing next to you and behind you. Sif.

Lightning struck to your outreached hand your blade appearing in front of you, a blade forged by your own father.

Loki did what he did best he created illusions and one by one you sent strikes of electricity and of your own powers through them to determine whom was real and whom was fake.

Your father was doing something similar as you narrowed in on the staff that your uncle was holding.

“Komme” You muttered in Norse the staff coming you you immediately but it was redirected as he sent a force towards him.

Barely having a moment to duck you bared to the ground Sif sending her shield ricocheting away the blast. Again and again he sent it after you as you absorbed the blows with your blade before sending another blast causing him to fall over giving him a moment of weakness.

Sif gave the last blow her shield to his side as you grabbed the staff. It felt cool in your hands as it rested. Your father coming over to you as though to check if you were okay his hands wrapping around your waist to hug you softly.

“I missed you, dad.”

“I am that great you know, I was only in Asgard for a week.” You rolled your eyes trying not to think about the whole Peter situation and cry about it with your mom later.

Your dad was going to kill Peter if he ever found out that you were even dating. As you pulled away you saw the harsh gaze of your mentor on Asgard. The Iron man and Spiderling were coming closer to you- close enough to hear your conversation.

“Lady Sif…”

“Not a word, Princess. Thor Odinson, I thought that you were making sure that your daughter wasn’t getting into any trouble on Midgard.”

“Well its not my fault that my uncle is a narcissistic backstabbing little wanker.” Loki made a sound from his mussel. “Not another word uncle otherwise I am going to hit you with a God bolt.”

“What can I say, she is like her father.”

“Dad- I want to go back with you.” He looked over in conformation as you softly said it and he could tell that there was something on your mind.

“Wait here. Metal Man, Man of Spiders come here.” You watched as the males came closer to you and Sif, Loki made a move to escape and within one moment you struck him with a bolt rendering him unconscious.

“Y/n!” You gave Sif a sly look as shifted out the staff and your sword still in your hands.

“I will take this, thank you very much.” You glared at your god mother as she plucked the sword from your grasp.

“Who are you?” The Iron Man asked you his face thing off as you saw a sly smile on your face that you didn’t know why was there.


“Thordottir. She goes by Foster on your planet. Jane thought it would be a better idea than Thordottir, she already has enough attention on her from having my godly good looks.”

“I’m a god too remember, Father? And I’m more powerful than you.” He scoffed at your audacity before pushing you behind him jokingly.

“Princess, might I remind you that he can send you to the Jotunheim for the next hundred years. As for the Princeling here, we will seek him to Asgardian justice.”

“How many other Asgardian people live on earth, I’m just wondering.”

“In one moment none. My daughter, Sif, Loki, and I will be returning to Asgard.” Even if it was just a day you wanted to go. Peter wouldn’t want to see you anyway no matter what you said to him.

“What?” A deep almost fake voice said from the spider suit as you looked over to it.

“Do I know you?” You questioned as though feeling some sort of familiarity with it, like you knew who it was but you couldn’t put your finger on it. But when he tugged his mask off it all came into place. “Peter?”

“Wait, how do you guys know each other?” Your father asked as you stuttered out the truth without thinking using the language your father taught you.

“We are- were courting.” You guys were done with he had made that clear but- he was spider-man. That didn’t seem like it was coming at all.

“Courting? Are you joking? No, you are only 210 years old. What? Hold on. With the spiderling. Is he the reason you want to go back to Asgard?” Before your father could say anything else you grabbed onto Peter’s arm and teleported back to your house.

It was almost a reflex for you, to teleport without a second thought, but it certainly wasn’t for Peter. The look on his face showed that.

“Sorry, my father can get a bit overprotective when it comes to me. I totally understand if you want to go-” Before you could do anything the male stepped next to you holding you to him. On habit you changed out of your gear and into your regular Asgardian silks.

“I was stupid. I’m so so sorry, Y/n. Please take me back.”

“I should have told you and not snuck behind your back but then again we were both keeping secrets from each other.” You came up with an idea as you stepped away from him- he looked scared almost as you looked onto him in his suit.

“Hello, I’m Y/n Thordottir. I am Asgardian.” A silly grin went back on your boyfriends face as he noticed what you were doing.

“I’m Peter Parker, I’m from earth. And I’m spider-man. Would you do me the honor of courting me?” You laughed at the language that he used on you as stepped closer to him wrapping your arms around his neck.

“I would love that, Peter Parker.” 

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Despite the fact that Peter is glad that someone his age has appeared in the Avengers, he feels a little annoyed that you are really good not only at missions, but also at games


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Peter: You know, I wake up in the morning and I’m disappointed. I don’t choke on my food at lunch, I’m disappointed. I make it to dinner, I’m disappointed.

Tony, calling the therapist again: Hi, I’d like to schedule another appointment.

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Series Summary: You move to New York to focus on your art but end up working as an intern at Stark Enterprises

Chapter Summary: you go back to your old apartment for the first time since the night of the attack

Pairing: Tony Stark x Reader, Peter Parker x reader (platonic)

Word Count: 2527

Warnings: brief panic attack

A/N: this story does not follow the same timeline as the movies. Also, spelling and grammar is not my strongest skill so please be kind :) if you want to be added to the taglist please drop me a message in my ask box

Part Eight | Masterlist

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“and where do you think you’re going at this time in the morning?” Tony asks sleepily wrapping his arm around you, making you jump as you’re trying to quietly sneak out of his bed. 

“I’m sorry, I have to go get ready for training. I was trying not to wake you” you reply, getting up and gathering your clothes from his bedroom floor. 

It had been a couple of weeks since you first spent the night together and since then you’d been in each others beds more times than you care to mention. It wasn’t just about sex though, most nights you just cuddled and talked, or watched a movie until you fell asleep. You loved staying in Tony’s room. His bed was so much more luxurious than yours and his room had the best views. Plus, being on the top floor meant his room was further away from everyone else so you didn’t have to worry about disturbing anyone, or bumping into anyone on your morning walk back to your own room. It wasn’t that you wanted your new relationship to be a secret, you just wanted to enjoy being with Tony without wondering what the others would think. 

“you know, you could just move your stuff up here. You stay in my room enough it makes sense to have your things here” Tony says watching you as you stop racing around to look at him and take a breath. “or not, you don’t have to if you don’t want to”

“no, its not that I don’t want to it just..” You sit down on the edge of the bed next to Tony “if I move into your room then the others are going to know about us and they’ll have questions and I just.. I don’t think I’m ready for that. You know? I like that for now we can have this just for ourselves.”

“I suppose the late night sneaking around is kind of exciting” Tony winks at you and you giggle.

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So, my four favorite Marvel characters are: Tony Stark, Doctor Strange, Peter Parker, and Loki.

And, like, all of them have died at one point. And each time I thought they were gone for real, and got so effing sad. 

In Infinity War Loki, Doctor Strange, and Peter died. (And I still can’t get over “Mr. Stark I don’t feel so good” and “I’m sorry” and “The sun will shine on us again” and “There was no other way”)

And THEN in Endgame Doctor Strange and Peter got revived and I was honestly so happy because at least two of them can have a life (even tho Thor mourning his brother broke my heart), right? But no. Guess what. 

Tony Stark, the character that I’ve admired ever since IM1 died. Nooooo. Why. And them FFH happened and all I can think of is how Peter and Stephen are gonna cope with Tony’s death. Stephen’s gonna blame himself, the sacrificial lovable idiot that he is. And Peter? Peter lost a father figure. He’s lost his role model, his one person he can trust to be on his side, one of the only parental figures he has left. And it’s awful to see him so affected by Quentin’s hallucinations.

Marvel, why do you have to do this. I love/hate the way you make me feel for your characters.

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