#tony: a nerd smartass

[mercurytrinemoon]

Keywords for overall energies of the signs

Aries: a baby, a tomboy, the sporty type, loud, aggressive, determined, a literal cartoon character, “let’s do it now!”, what you see is what you get, the one to yell while playing arcades, sexual, competitive, you can find them at the gym, flushed skin, friendly, protective, “yaaaaay!!!”, sooo much energy, confident, so many ideas yet so little time, cheerful, inpatient, fast, creative, sports fan, gets emotional easily, “I will fight you!”, bold, clumsy, independent, charming, in your face, a leader, sharp features, a golden retriever on crack.

Taurus: sensual, possesive, materialistic, stubborn, loves art, history and beautiful things; vintage item collector, fashionable, sweet tooth, likes fancy things, great at managing money (or spending it lol), doesn't like change, consistent, a nice voice, lightly scented perfume, is probably into ASMR, gentle, graceful, patient, chill, great advisor, calm, lazy, has an eye for quality, loves good food, in tune with their body’s needs, physical touch is important to them, will buy you gifts, all about the 5 senses.

Gemini: social, talkative, intellectual, gossipy, bubbly, funny, likes word plays and riddles, crafty, good with their hands, pays attention to the details, anxious, will google random things, gathers knowledge on everything, will stumble on their words, A LOT of nervous energy, gets easily distracted and easily bored, a lot of hand gestures, needs constant mental stimulation, very changeable, on-and-off, curious, witty, a cameleon, knows all the memes (or is a meme themself tbh), a talented writer, animated, *Chris Evans left boob grab*.

Cancer: homebody, sensitive, sentimental, clingy, nurturing, loyal, sympathetic, motherly, will babysit you, moody, soft, family type, giggly, protective, expresses emotions through creativity, feminine, will dabble in both lighter and darker themes, likes traditions, probably into picnics and tea parties or that weird tiny food cooking, needs to feel comfortable, easily influenced by moon phases, quiet, feminist activist, a home cook, a great listener, introverted, clear watery eyes, great memory, dark romantic glam; what youth is used to, age remembers.

Leo: flashy, confident, the star, dramatic, expressive, artsy, joyful, shines on stage, swag, prom queen/king, theater kid, great hair, charismatic, proud, the most chill out of the fire signs - they’re just too cool to be that obnoxiously loud, slow-mo sexy walk, egotistical, loves to be the best at what they do, "look at meee!", literal sunshine, heart of gold, generous, attention-seeker, bright smile, irresistible charm, stylish, every child’s role model, knows how to look good on camera, bling! bling!, *Tony Stark throwing a peace sign*.

Virgo: hard-working, perfectionist, pedantic, a know-it-all, shy, critical, analytical, great with details, will do most of the work in a group assignment cause they don’t want the other person to screw up the project, practical, the nerdy type, an egghead, low key funny, a smartass, nitpicky, polite, obsessive, tense, always willing to help, sincere, fitness and nutrition junkie, hypochondriac tendencies, “diD yOu kNoW tHaT...”, usually not social but can speak and communicate very easily, great journalist, basically Hermione Granger.  

Libra: the pretty one, a social butterfly, tactful, indecisive, the nicest of the signs, dyplomatic, balanced, always dating, symmetrical shapes, delicate round features, likes beauty, fashion and makeup; great artistic sense, well-balanced taste, the one to compliment you, great communication, charming, flirty, soft colours, needs harmony, hates confrontations, offending anyone is the last thing on their mind, repulsed by brash people, can be old fashioned to the point of tackiness, cute, the basic bitch, fake, vain, probably into pinterest moodboards.

Scorpio: dark, mysterious, possessive, secretive, jealous, manipulative, reflective, will see right through you, is into the occult or criminology or some horror and stuff, goes through transformative situations in their life, dark type romantic, edgy jewelry, “Ophelia” by John Everett Millais, intense, goth on the inside (or the outside), leather and lace, deep DEEP emotions, Winona Ryder’s iconic roles, hard to open up, holds grudges, *frowns brows while staring into the distance*, will secretly stalk & observe you, will give you a death stare and make you cry.

Sagittarius: enthusiastic, can compete with an Aries with their loudness, goofy, blunt, genuine, tactless, a bookworm, likes travels, fascinated with anything foreign, soooo generous, a walking party, the one to put their foot in their mouth, needs freedom, happy-go-lucky, optimistic, impulsive, spontaneous, forgetful, short attention span, obnoxious, will ask existential questions, pHiLOsOphIcAl, can also be very zen and spiritual, the class clown, pop culture junkie, "I can't be taaaamed", *Bilbo Baggins running screaming “I’m going on an adventure!!!!”*.

Capricorn: authoritative, ambitious, hard-working, stoic, workaholic, opportunistic, rigid, responsible, resting bitch face, with an attitude, all about status, patient, reliable, serious, a shy type of smile, cold, loyal, sooo self-critical, sarcastic, *Dave Grohl breaking his leg on stage and still playing the whole show*, is into high status and brand names, ages well, a great storyteller, self-sufficient, an investor, being a damn pro, dark sense of humor, "You like my hair?? Gee thanks, just bought it... I see it I like it I want it I GOT IT" 🎶 .

Aquarius: flashes of brilliance, intellectual, aloof, a humanitarian, an activist, liberal, concerned with social issues, "emotions? I don't know her", genius, friendly, a weirdo, chases aliens, a trendsetter, eccentric, a proud rebel, stubborn yet open-minded, friends come first, great sense of humor, likes new gadgets and inventions, quirky, science nerd, loves and hates people at the same time, funny, distant, dreams of the utopian world, an individual, needs to be unique, hates labels, the inventor, a lightning bolt, “Nothing shocks me. I'm a scientist”.

Pisces: a dreamer, big imagination, artistic, lives in their own bubble, believes they're psychic, can be so pessimistic omg!, likes to talk to animals, compassionate, empathetic, head in the clouds, pretends they're in a music video when they listen to music, delusional, sees everything as doom and gloom, creative, will love you despite your flaws, big glossy eyes, sensitive, shy, sophisticated, a sweetheart, a poet, a blind follower, in tune with the nature, will pucker their mouth, literally loves being in the water... or sailing... or being on the beach.

#i had to post it again #aries #taurus #gemini #cancer #leo #virgo #libra #scorpio #sagittarius #capricorn #aquarius #pisces #astrology #astrology notes #astro notes #zodiac #zodiac signs #mercurytrinemoon

[superheroesofbothuniverses]

I Just Call You Mine (Shieldshock)

Steve Rogers had been called a lot of things in his life including but not limited to Stevie, Rogers, son, shrimp, punk, kid, brat, hottie, Captain, smartass, hero, war criminal, traitor, stubborn and sneaky son of a bitch. His soulmark suggested that his future mate was the possessive type and it made him smile to think about. So far, though, he hadn’t yet met her.

Darcy Lewis had been called many things in her life including but not limited to, DARCY! (usually by Jane),  Darce, Lewis, sis, dollface, boobs, shortstuff, slut, (which resulted in the fool being quickly tased),  nerd, science minion, badass, lightning sister, darling, sweetie, hottie, bitch, and hero. 

She had been patiently waiting for that one person to come along and ask her what they could call her. It wasn’t that uncommon a question, but her words had not yet changed color to indicate she’d met the One. 

Moving with Jane to New York was a big step, but it would make it so much easier for her to consult with the other big science minds and Stark Tower had much better security and lab equipment than Jane had ever had. 

Darcy was eagerly anticipating meeting the Avengers, but they were out on some missions when she and Jane arrived and it was nearly a month before the rumors reached her that the team had finally returned. She met Bruce Banner when he came to greet Jane and was charmed by his awkward, but genuine nerdy charm. She met Tony when she had to drag an exhausted Jane out of his lab when the two of them had gone on a ridiculous science bender. He’d actually apologized after she’d read him the riot act for keeping her boss awake so long. She was starstruck at meeting Natasha and quickly became a little sister and partner in crime to Clint. Thor was overjoyed to be reunited with his beloved and the “lightning sister” and they celebrated with a Pop Tart party, taste testing every flavor available. Sam, Bucky, and Wanda had met Darcy when she’d greeted the returning squad with welcome home cupcakes. She’d been slightly disappointed that none of them turned out to be her soulmate, but there were more Avengers to meet.

Then one day, there was an attack that sent the city into lockdown and kept the avengers very busy for twenty-four hours. Jane was busy with Eric trying to solve the problem with science, while Darcy paced nervously and tried not to have a panic attack at the awful sights on the TV screens. The screech of alarms announcing the tower had been breached had them all running for a panic room. Seeing a scary looking guy running toward them, Darcy pulled out her taser and fired, giving Jane and Eric time to escape. Unfortunately, it meant she was locked out of the panic room. 

Given the shouts and sounds of fighting, she sensed help was on the way, but she hoped her taser had enough charges to hold off until help arrived. 

A terrifying looking masked individual raced through the halls, clearly heading for the labs, Captain America in hot pursuit. He was so focused on his target, that he didn’t see the man behind him pointing the gun at him. 

Fighting the terror in her heart, Darcy knocked out the dude with her taser, stole his gun, and  menaced him with it, as Steve grappled with the scary masked dude. The taser charge she aimed at the masked dude didn’t drop him, but it made him stagger and pause long enough for Steve to get the drop on him and deal the knockout blow.

They locked eyes and gave each other triumphant grins over their fallen foes, but didn’t have a chance to speak, because the rest of the Avengers and some Shield agents swiftly swarmed them and Darcy slipped away in the confusion to find Jane. Boy, did she have a story to tell! She’d gotten to beat up baddies with Steve freaking Rogers!

A few days after this excitement, she was in the kitchen fixing herself a peanut butter and jelly sandwich, when a tall, blonde, and not-so-bloody individual walked in.

“Excuse me, ma’am, I don’t believe I caught your name the other day. You deserve a thank you gift for saving my hide.”

Darcy’s heart leaped at the sound of her Words coming from Steve Rogers’ very attractive lips and she slowly turned towards him with a decidedly pleased smile. 

“You can call me Darcy,” she said, stalking towards him like a cat to its prey. “I think I’ll just call you Mine.”

Steve’s eyes grew big and then downright smouldering as he realized who she was. Darcy shivered at the look he gave her when they were standing chest to chest, facing each other. 

“I know one way you can thank me, hot stuff,” she said sultrily. 

“How so?” he asked, just as sultrily. 

Being too short to pull his head down to hers, she pointed at his lips and then at hers. Steve got the idea, nodded with a big grin, and gave her the best kiss of her life. 

They heard some faint whoops, mingled with whistles and an annoyed “DAMMIT, STEVE!” but they just giggled together and went right on kissing. 

#shieldshock #steve x darcy #soul series #darcy lewis #steve rogers

[readysetstarker]

If you're up for it, can you do hs starker where Peter is a nerd and Tony is super popular and ofc Peter has a crush even though he thinks Tony doesn't know him and one day Flash tries to humiliate him in front of the whole school and Tony swoops in and saves the day? Very cliche but also very soft

i scaled this prompt down a little bit, hope you don’t mind, lol

warnings: same-age starker, hs!au, (un?)requited pining, flash being a jackass, bullying

—

Tony Stark had the best seat in class; not that he was aware of it. His seat was perfectly angled where Peter could stare at the back of his head and still keep the illusion of paying attention in class. Jumping back into the lesson had never been a problem, so it all worked out perfectly. 

Peter leaned his cheek into his hand and sighed quietly to himself. Did Tony get a haircut recently? His edges definitely seemed like they had been touched up. Would it be weird if Peter complimented him on it, or would that come off as creepy? What if he hadn’t had a haircut, and Peter just looked like a fool thinking that he had?

Ned’s elbow was sharp in his arm. He jumped, hissed, and rubbed at the throbbing area while Ned rolled his eyes and grimaced.

“You’re killing me, dude,” he whispered. “Either nut up and make a move, or stop making goo-goo eyes at the back of his head. I will literally throw up.”

“I don’t make ‘goo-goo eyes,’“ Peter said. He sat straighter in his seat, sneaking a glance towards Tony as he answered a question for their teacher. “Besides, Tony’s way out of my league. Good looking, captain of the robotics team, and has every teacher wrapped around his finger. I don’t stand a chance.”

Ned shrugged. “You definitely don’t with that attitude. You ever try talking to the guy?”

Peter rolled his eyes. “He doesn’t even know I exist, Ned. Just let me be, okay?”

Ned opened his mouth to speak. Peter didn’t know if it was going to be another smartass retort or a potential word of comfort, and he never got the chance as Mr. Cobbwell spoke up, “Mr. Leeds, Mr. Parker! I certainly hope you’re discussing today’s topic back there.”

Peter’s face burned red at the sound of snickering. Inside, he withered away when Tony turned over his shoulder and flashed him a smug grin. Peter ducked his head while Ned spoke for them. A quick lie that they were, in great detail.

“Fantastic,” Mr. Cobbwell said. He approached the whiteboard at the front of the room and held up a marker. “Then maybe one of you can explain the differences between aldehydes and ketones for me. With drawn examples, of course.”

More snickering, Flash’s being especially loud. Peter grit his teeth but took the initiative. It would at least get him on Tony’s radar, in a way that offered a little more integrity than being called out for talking during class.

—

Even if Ned gave Peter a hard time about staring at Tony during chemistry class, at least Peter was more subtle in the gym. Peter felt totally awkward in the baggy blue shirt and tacky yellow gym shorts, but somehow, Tony managed to look good in them. It certainly helped that Tony looked as though he did extra work outside of school.

(Peter was going to keep his unholy thoughts about Tony’s thighs to himself, thank you very much.)

He just wished Coach Wilson didn’t make performing certain physical feats mandatory every fall semester. Wilson already knew that over half of Peter’s class couldn’t pull themselves up a rope, so why did he bother with the humiliation?

Leaving his clipboard in his office gave Peter a chance to consider skipping, for the first time in his life.

Peter entertained the idea with Ned and listened to all the ridiculous, hypothetical things they were going to get up to when a foot hooked itself around his ankle. The thought to catch himself came a moment too late, and he hit the floor of the gym loud and hard. For a moment, all the air in his chest left him.

His face was burning red when he scrambled to his feet and whirled around to glare at Flash. Laughter from his classmates rang in his head. He was aware of Ned at his side, making sure he was okay. 

“Walk much, Penis Parker?” he jeered. 

“Yeah, when you’re not in the way,” Peter shot back. He ran his tongue over his teeth to make sure none of them had broken in the fall. “You know how to apologize, or does your dad pay someone to do that for you, too?”

“Shut your fucking mouth, Parker.” Flash practically snarled. “You have some nerve to step on someone’s foot and demand on apology.”

Peter scoffed. “This is a pathetic grab for attention, Flash.”

There were two steps between them before Flash was in his space, face to face. His hands tangled in Peter’s shirt and pulled him up, until Peter was on his toes and gripping on his wrists. Flash growled low in his throat and hooked his foot behind Peter’s before shoving him. Peter had toe foresight to catch himself this time, but the sharp pain that ran up his wrist and to his elbow said that it was probably a bad idea.

Flash stood over him, arms crossed, glaring. 

“You want to say that again, Penis?”

Peter made to stand up, ignoring the pain throbbing in his wrist, but someone beat him to it. A body materialized between him and Flash, and the next second, Flash was the one stumbling to the floor. His friends rushed to his aid, stopped only by Peter’s savior taking a step forward to tower over the collapsed bully.

Peter recognized that haircut. 

“He said, you’re fucking pathetic, Thompson,” Tony snapped. His hands balled into fists at his sides. “I’m inclined to agree.”

“Th-This has nothing to do with you, Stark!” Flash said, lips flubbing. “Mind your business!”

“Hard to when you’re making a damn scene.” Tony took another step. Flash scrambled to his feet. “Come on, hotshot. Still want that fight?”

Flash took another step back, unprompted. His glare flickered between Peter and Tony. He hesitated, considered it, and then shook his head and backed off. One of his friends tried to talk to him, to give him encouragement, but was told to shut his mouth.

Tony waited until Flash’s back was turned to look down at Peter, grin, and offer his hand. Peter’s face and neck felt hot. Was he sweating? He felt like he was sweating.

“Oh. Um, thanks,” Peter mumbled, accepting Tony’s hand. He was practically dragged to his feet; it was absolutely unfair how strong Tony was in comparison. “I’m Penis— I mean, Peter! I’m Peter.”

Tony’s mouth quirked up in a crooked smile. He gestured to himself. “Tony. Nice to meet you, Peter.”

#starker #peter parker x tony stark #ironspider #my work #this makes me want to work on my hs!au i have saved #maybe after i finish other promised fics i will #Anonymous

[starkerparkerpony]

I Scold Because I Stan Pt.2

AU where Tony (44-45 y/o) meets an aged up (23-24 y/o) Peter after Civil War, Tony is broken up with Pepper and all kinds of sorry for himself. Peter is a ESU graduate and currently has an internship with Oscorp and is a photographer for the Daily Bugle he is also spiderman and therefore perpetually exhausted and has very little patience

Read part 1 here, part 3 here

Not much scolding in this one but very dialogue heavy... Please continue reblogging. Continuing on -

Tony believed there's certain feelings in life that you must absolutely not feel once over the age of 25... for example, no middle-aged man should have anxiety about calling a potential romantic interest. Especially if said 'potential romantic interest' shamelessly hit on Tony in the first place. The guy was definitely interested, he had made it clear to Tony that he was definitely interested. Tony could just call the guy... but would he.

A week earlier when Peter Parker woke from the nap he was taking in a booth at an Irish pub for some reason, Tony absolutely did not imagine that any conversation they might have would go the way their's did. It was a testament to Mr. Parker's extempore prowess. It was also mildly embarrassing and almost traumatizing to be scolded and praised all at once. But after Parker left, Tony found himself... smiling... and blushing, like a complete idiot, but smiling and blushing nonetheless.

When back at home Tony set Friday on the curious case of Peter Parker. Which led to spending an ungodly amount of time on the guy's Instagram. Which in turn led to Tony gleaning some useful information about him, Peter Parker wasn't exactly new to the world of the rich and famous, he appeared to be a close friend of Harry Osbourne, posing with him in not just generic selfies but also pictures taken at high profile society events.

It also appeared that Mr. Parker was no stranger to superheroes either, his work with the Daily Bugle was almost entirely photos of Spiderman... Tony didn't know Spidey personally but going by the coverage the newspaper gave him, it was hard to imagine that the masked hero would be a friend of Parker's but the guy somehow always managed to get the best picture of Spidey, which indicated a willingness to follow trouble on Parker's part.

And then there was the entire thing about how gorgeous and intelligent and utterly disarming the boy was...

The 3 patents he had told Tony about were no joke- a medical grade adhesive, an industrial grade adhesive and a potential replacement for spandex. Not to mention his eyes...

Tony kept telling himself that he was too old to have a crush... but he knew it was too late. He thought back to the way he felt when Peter smiled at him, bruised and all... The damage was done.

The first time Tony called Peter, he didn't pick up and it went to voicemail. Tony didn't leave a message. It was just 9PM, there was no way he was already asleep. Right? For a second he dreaded the possibility of Parker being one of those millennials who don't take phonecalls, then for another hour he wondered if this was a sign from the universe about an endeavor that should be abandoned. So of course Tony called again.

"I don't do booty calls past 10 I have a job now" was how Parker answered the phone. Jesus Christ.

"Good to know, I was thinking about lunch tomorrow actually." Tony said without missing a beat

"Jesus Christ!" Parker exclaimed, obviously thrown.

"Close. Tony Stark" He chuckled

"No I know... Crap, I'm sorry, my friend Harry is the only one I know who calls with a private number. I thought it was him." He explained

"Am I Sorry to disappoint?" Tony asked trying not to sound anxious.

"Absolutely not. I actually definitely would do a booty call after 10 for you." Tony could hear the smile in his voice.

"But not after 11 though?" Tony joked trying not to blush.

"No that honor is reserved for Bruce Banner and Bruce Banner only."

"You have good taste in men" Bruce was Tony's friend, he had to admit he was warmed by the fact that Peter wasn't one of the assholes who held 'big green' against him.

"Ha Ha thanks... he represents us bio-chem nerds well, one of my projects is actually inspired by him and also he is very cute in press conferences."

"The spandex replacement?" Tony guessed

"Oh no... you googled me. Ew."

"Hey that's rich coming from the guy that sticks my photos on his wall." He defended himself

"No no... there's this god awful picture of me that comes up on image search from when my team won the scholastic decathlon, I look like a single prepubescent noodle in it." Parker grouched

"Good tip... also nice covert bragging with the decathlon thing Mr. Parker" Tony said as he pulled the picture up and sniggered.

"Thank you I'm so glad you caught that... so what was it you were saying about lunch?" Parker enquired.

"Right... Lunch? Tomorrow?" Tony hoped he didn't sound desperate.

"Sounds good to me. I mean it sounds like a bizarre dream I'm having but I don't wanna stroke your ego unnecessarily, you already called first... I love that I have the upper hand here"

"Congratulations on the upper hand smartass... do you wanna do 'Nobu'?" Tony suggested

"Oh my god... I'm gonna throw your P.A. and your PR team a bone and nix that idea... you beautiful disaster" Peter laughed

"Umm... what?"

"Nobu has papparazi outside of it 24/7, and I hate to break it to you buddy but your break up with Ms. Potts was kinda' public. I can't even begin to imagine what hell you, being photographed with a strapping twunk half your age would be on your team." He explained himself

"Okay calm down strapping twunk... How would anybody even know its a date?" Tony scoffed

"Umm Mr. Stark if I have the chance to grab your ass in public and have photos taken of the event then I absolutely will do it." said Peter, very sincerely.

"My God how can you call me Mr. Stark and talk about grabbing my ass in the same sentence?" Tony cursed his susceptibility to blushing whenever talking to this guy.

"Listen man, I'd call you Tony but this 'Mr. Stark' thing lowkey turns me on though." Peter said in a teasing voice.

Same, Tony admitted to himself.

"Kink noted. You do have a point though... I haven't had to deal with my personal PR or had a P.A. in a while." Said Tony, thoughtful.

"How can you not have a P.A.? Is that even legal?" Peter asked

"Well, I made my last one the CEO of my company, fell in love with her, started dating her and then very publicly got dumped by her... so I'm apprehensive about replacing her." Tony regretted this outburst as soon as he finished talking.

"I think about you when I touch myself." Peter informed

"What. The. Hell. Parker" Tony said, trying to sound affronted when he could barely contain his laughter

"Oh sorry buddy I thought we were playing the oversharing game." Peter sniggered. "You know what you should do? You should get an older Jewish lady to be your P.A. it's what Norman Osbourne did for his son when he kept hitting on his P.A.s.

"Because you know what, Mrs. Leibowitz would bring you Passover brisket and she would never dump you publicly." Peter was almost giggling now.

"Right, she would write me a considerate note." Tony laughed along with Peter.

"Exactly!" He chuckled

There was a lull in the conversation then, during which Tony made up his mind.

"Lunch at the tower tomorrow." Tony decided

"Fine by me. Wait. Do you have any dietary restrictions?"

"No. I sometimes go gluten free but not because of celiac just because I like to be an asshole. Why?"

"Cool, I'm bringing Pizza. You paid for drinks last time." stated Peter

"You do realize that I have chefs on my payroll?" Tony asked

"You do realize that I'm offering to bring you Joe's from Greenwich?" Peter countered

"Point taken." Tony conceded

"Good"

"See you"

"Not if I see you first"

"Oh my God"

"I know... I hate myself"

"I'm gonna' hang up now"

"Wait! What do I tell your security tomorrow?" Peter asked

"Tell them you've been summoned by the king" Tony said, only half joking.

"God you're such a douche but I'm so into you..." Peter replied

"I'm glad" Tony admitted

"Okay bye."

"Bye."

The next day Peter Parker texted to confirm the time and then showed up at Tony's place with pizza and a dozen red and yellow roses. And Tony didn't know what to do with himself.

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#starker #starker fanfic #i scold because i stan #iron man x spider man #tony stark x peter parker #badass Peter Parker #Peter Parker #tony stark #starker au

[brucbannr]

plot: Science Bros high school au. Bruce is a huge nerd who thinks he's smarter than everyone around him. Tony is a popular rich kid who's also a smartass. When Tony's best friend Steve dares him to ask out bruce as a joke he didn't expect to fall in love. (I'm bad at writing fics this was literally just a dream i had. if anyone likes it maybe i could write more? idk)

Bruce sat in chemistry class bored out of his mind. He was too smart for everyone around him and it drove him crazy. Technically he was at a college level but his father refused to send him to higher education. Bruce chewed on his pencil looking around before his eyes landed on Tony Stark. Tony was smart, rich and popular. Bruce watched him laughing in the back of the class with his friends and he looked away quickly when he saw them pointing in his direction.

"I dare you to ask him to homecoming" Tony's best friend Steve Rogers pointed at Bruce.

"I don't know man. He's not really my type" Tony chuckled. "He's a little...stuck up."

"It's a dare if you say no I get to throw my football at your dick" Steve laughed.

"Fine" Tony rolled his eyes. Homecoming was only 2 weeks away, if he was going to ask he'd need to do it now.

When the bell rang for lunch Bruce quickly grabbed his things and left the classroom. Tony watched him and quickly followed going in front of him "Hey" Tony smiled.

"What do you want?" Bruce asked looking at him like he's never seen another human before.

"Wanna go to homecoming with me?"

"What no flowers?" Bruce mumbled sarcastically walking into the cafeteria.

"Hey..." Tony stopped him by gently grabbing his arm "I'm serious. You wanna go with me?"

Bruce looked at him skeptically calculating all of the scenarios in his head before he sighed giving in "Fine. But I'm not matching colors with you." Bruce jerked his arm away from him and sat down with his friends for lunch.

#bruce banner #mark ruffalo #hulk #marvel #marvel studios #avengers #science bros #tony stark #tony x bruce #fanfic #part one? #iron man

[heydocpotts]

This has been done so so many times before but if you want maybe Peter and Shuri being best friends? Thank you

give 👏 me 👏 that 👏 good 👏 science 👏 teens 👏 friendship Peter, Shuri, Riri, Harley, and Ned are all part of what they refer to as the “Genius Smartass Cool-Kid Science Club”, what MJ fondly refers to as the “Nerd Herd”, but what is most commonly known to their respectively families as the “You Kids Better Not Be Fucking Around With The Highly Dangerous Machinery, Toxic Chemicals, and/or Literally Homicidal Supervillains We Specifically Said Not To Fuck With Or You’re Grounded To Kingdom Come” Club. (Tony, T’Challa, May, and even Ned’s folks are all part of the Worried Guardians Tearing Their Hair Out Over Their Dumbass Genius Children Support Group. they meet every saturday and tony makes them all smoothies while they Lovingly Gripe™️)

#I JUST WANT THE SCIENCELINGS TO BE BFFS IN A SCIENCE CLUB TOGETHER #AND FOR TONY MAY TCHALLA AND NEDS PARENTS TO ALL BAND TOGETHER FOR PARENT-WORRYING #JFJSKDKMFMF #ironkids #irondad #spiderson #shuri #tchalla #peter parker #tony stark #riri williams #harley keener #ned leeds #answered #hcs

[just-jordie-things]

Don’t you Believe in Fate? - Peter Parker

word count: too many.  (11,157, oof) warnings: swearing, action scenes, electrocution (?) summary: everyone seems to believe in destiny except for the two destined to be together.  one of them is the most popular person her age, and the other couldn’t be lesser known than he already is.  but when it’s just the two of them, none of it matters.

(y/n) (l/n) was easily the most popular girl in school.  She was the most talked about, the most looked at, and won homecoming queen every year.  Boys were in love with her.  Girls were dying to be her.

Of course, this was all because of her living situation.  Working in the Stark tower and being a part of that mess they called a family really gave (y/n) a popularity boost, sometime in the middle of the eighth grade.  And since then, her social life had only gone uphill.

Meanwhile, in real life, it was a continuous plummet.

This morning went like every other.

(y/n) was one of the only people awake in the tower, with Steve, Bucky, Wanda, and Vision.  Three of them had a hard time sleeping, and were used to early mornings to avoid a long night of bad dreams, and one of them physically couldn’t sleep.

“Did you pack a lunch?” Steve asked as (y/n) was sitting at the counter with her breakfast.  She nodded in silent answer.

“A real lunch or just a bunch of non-meals packed into one meal?” Bucky questioned, only getting a glare out of the girl.  “I’m gonna guess snacks then” The soldier muttered before going back to eating his yogurt.

“I’ve gotta get going” (y/n) eventually said, putting her dishes in the sink and grabbing her bag off the floor.

“Want a ride?” Steve offered, like he always did.

“No” She declined.  Like she always did.  The last thing she wanted is for people to see her getting a ride to school from Captain America.  Steve knew that, but he always politely gave her the option.

(y/n) much prefered the city bus.

“Bye, I’ll see you later” She waved quickly and headed to the door, but she didn’t get off the hook that easy.

“Taking the bus with Parker today?” Bucky called.  (y/n) spun around on her heels, but before she could get out a smartass response Wanda came into the room and instantly eased the tension.

“You’re getting a ride with Peter?” She asked in that thick accent everyone secretly loved to hear.  There was a sweet and knowing smile on her face as she studied (y/n’s) features.  Carefully kept neutral.

Wanda could read her mind, sure, but the witch never did.  Unless it was warranted.

“Yes” The teenager finally answered steadily.  “And need I remind you all, Peter is a colleague”

“Sure kid, sure” Bucky remarked with a shake of his head.

“I have school to go to” (y/n) said, giving Wanda a kind goodbye, before tightening her grip on the strap of her bag and heading out of the Avenger’s Compound.

She pulled her phone out to send a quick text to Peter letting him know she was on her way to the bus stop, and just enjoyed her short walk through the city.  Going out in public could be a hassle, so she always made sure to put a cap or hood over her head just for safe measures.

But adults, though they recognized her, never made a big deal out of it.  Mostly cause she was still young, and nobody knew her identity as an Avenger.  Just that she worked with them.  Other teenagers however, loved to bombard her with questions or pictures, she’d even been asked for autographs.

“Hey!”

(y/n) looked up to see Peter Parker standing at the bus stop, waving to her with a big smile.  She smiled back as she walked up to wait with him, high fiving his waving hand with a small laugh.

“Hey nerd” She replied.  “How much longer for the bus?”

“Four minutes” Peter answered like he’d been counting down the seconds in his head.  “Did you get the Calculus done? Or did you skip it for a nap instead?” He asked.

What she loved about Peter? He rarely asked her about the Avengers like everyone else did.

“No, I did it” (y/n) answered like the question offended her.  “Half of it.  Power nap.  Other half.  A good tactic that works every time, might I say”

“It doesn’t you liar” Peter replied.  “Most of the time you’re rushing to do it on the bus cause your ‘power nap’ just turns into bedtime”

“Okay but only like… three times”

“Eight” Peter corrected matter-of-factly.  (y/n) looked up at him with a raised brow and a slight smirk.

“Oh, so you’re counting?” She asked, and Peter momentarily flustered.  “Stalker.  I’m telling Tony” He laughed, realizing she was only messing with him, and hadn’t figured out that he really does notice that sort of thing.

Hopefully, anyways.  He couldn’t have her knowing that he has like… the biggest crush on Earth’s youngest Avenger.

“What about you? Did you finish the homework or just save kittens trapped in trees?” She asked him a little more discreetly.  Peter rolled his eyes.

“I always make time for both.  And it’s not only kittens!”

(y/n) was still laughing when the bus pulled up.

Walking into Midtown High (“only the best for Tony Stark’s kid!”) was the worst part of the day.

She always walked incredibly close to Peter, to the point where their sides ran into each other and she was constantly grabbing his shoulder as she tripped.  But she worried that if she left him at any point that she’d be attacked by everyone surrounding them in the halls.

Peter knew (y/n) hated the way her life worked out.  But even though he was living in the opposite world she was, they seemed to merge somewhere in the grey area between popularity and… well, nobodies.  Being the observant friend he was, he also realized she hated being left alone.  Especially at school.  So he let her bump into him and grab onto him as they walked the halls, as long as she felt somewhat comfortable.

“Hi (y/n)!”

“Good Morning (y/n)!”

“What kind of coffee do you drink? I’m going on a Starbucks run!”

“Hey (y/n)! Love your outfit!”

Random people would call out to her, people she wouldn’t even recognize.  Peter would roll his eyes, because he was always ignored, but (y/n) gave them small smiles at the very least.  Ignoring it just seemed to rude.

“Wow.  They literally worship you” Ned said as he scanned the halls of prying eyes, all wondering what (y/n) would do next.

“Really?” Peter mumbled to his friend while (y/n) fiddled around with the items in her locker.

“It’s okay” She said to Ned, her fingers gently skimming over Peter’s arm as though telling him he didn’t need to stick up for her.  “I’ve just come to terms with it”

“How do you ‘just come to terms’ with something like literally being treated like royalty?” Ned asked incredulously.  “Seriously, I bet if you cut your hair, someone would ask for the pieces you chopped off-”

“Ned” Peter hissed, widening his eyes now and jerking his head side to side to get him to stop talking.  (y/n) shut her locker, holding her books in her arms.  She glanced up at Peter, a loving look on her face.

“I get it, it’s cool” She told him, trying to get him to just brush it off.  The three began to walk to homeroom together, moving on with the conversation.  Ned started getting into how he’s decided to rebuild his Lego Death Star, and (y/n) tried as best she could to focus on it instead of the greetings, whispers, and cat-calls all directed towards her.

Peter hated the cat-calls the most.

(y/n) on the other hand, just pretended she couldn't hear it.

After homeroom was first period AP Language Arts, which (y/n) didn’t have with Peter, or Ned.  Meaning she had to get through the hour trying her best to just focus on the lesson, and not everyone else trying to get her attention.

Most of her school day was spent trying to focus, and most the time she had to take her work home to try and re-learn it because she would get so distracted by people passing notes to her and calling for her.

Lunch was the second worst part of the day.

The high school cafeteria was just as crazy as every movie ever made depicted it to be.  Yeah, food fights really were a thing.  Even in a place like Midtown, where the graduates go on to be successful scientists or business men or women.

“(y/n)? Hey (y/n/n)?”

The girl’s body shot up upon hearing the infrequently used nickname, Peter’s hand waving in front of her face.

“Yeah?”

“I asked where your lunch was” Peter said, a small smile on his face as he gestured to the ridiculous meal in front of her.  A container of pretzels, a water bottle, her favorite sweet snack, and a piece of toast covered in her favorite spread.

“This is my lunch” (y/n) answered confusedly, looking between her food and the boy who had clear disappointment written all over his face.  “What?”

“(y/n) that’s barely anything”

“What’re you talking about?”

“A couple of pretzels and a drink I mean-”

“And toast!” (y/n) defended herself.  “What? I ate breakfast and I hate eating in front of people here”

“Peter stop being a husband, let the girl eat” MJ called out from the other side of the table.  (y/n) pointed to her and gave Peter a look.

“What she said” She said, taking a drink of her water.  The boy sighed, eating his own lunch.  They went on silently as they ate their meals.  But it was comfortable.  It was always comfortable between (y/n) and Peter.  That’s what made her love him so much, even if she didn’t totally realize it.

“Thompson, twelve o’clock” Peter muttered, a tone of disgust in his voice as he watched Flash walk up to the girl across from him.  (y/n) abruptly stood up, mouthed ‘bathroom’ and left the lunchroom with her things before Flash could begin to sweet talk her.

She ended up not even having time to go back to lunch, and didn’t see Peter again until the end of the day at her locker.  He was waiting for her there, like the complete gentleman he secretly was.

Peter never let on that he was a total gentleman, and (y/n) kept that as her little secret.

Seeing him standing there on his phone while he waited patiently for her made her smile involuntarily, quickening her pace to get to him.

“Hey nerd” She greeted, and he couldn’t help but smile back at the unusually endearing nickname.

“Hey back” he said, shoving his phone into his pocket.  “Are you taking the bus home or sneaking off?”

Sometimes she did find herself getting geared up and fighting crime with Spider-Man, but tonight she was already busy.

“Actually I have to help Tony set up for the Gala tomorrow night” She said with a slight frown.  Peter always got so excited when she’d go patrolling with him, and she really did want to go, just to spend a few more hours together.  “I feel like I barely got to see you today”

Whether or not voicing her thought out loud was an accident would remain a mystery to the both of them.

“It’s okay” Peter said with a sad smile and a shrug as (y/n) busied herself putting her books back into her locker, trying to hide the hot blush on her cheeks from her confession.  Feelings weren’t something she talked about all that often, so anytime something slip she’d grow flustered.  “I’ll see you tomorrow anyways”

“Are you coming to the Gala?” She asked him quickly, her eyes wide and hopeful as she shut her locker and gave him her undivided attention.

Something that nearly everyone else in this damned school would beg on their knees for.

“I-I mean, I wasn’t going to it’s not like Mr. Stark invited me or-or anything” Peter rambled.  (y/n’s) hand latched onto his wrist as they walked to the doors.

“You don’t need an invite from Tony.  You’re- you know who” She whispered out that last part making Peter laugh just a little bit.  “Besides, everyone there gets a free invite to come, and you happen to have an internship” (y/n) grinned.

“I don’t know… it’s not my scene (y/n)” Peter sighed.  Her hand let go of his arm as she frowned slightly.  She tried hiding it, but he could tell he let her down.  “Come on, you don’t want me there.  I’d have to cling on to you the whole night, you’re the only person I’d know” He said, trying to get her to see his train of thought here, so that she didn’t think he simply didn’t want to hang out with her.

“I get it” She replied softly, shrugging a shoulder and then adjusting the strap of her bag.

“Really,” Peter said, stopping now and pulling on her arm slightly to get her to stop too.  “It’d just be better and a whole lot of awkwardness if I didn’t go.  I can’t dance, I don’t have anything to wear, and I look like a fourteen year old” He said dramatically, making (y/n) giggle a little bit.

“Okay, okay, I get it.  You’ve proven your point.  I’m not going to force you to go” He cracked a smile at her and they continued walking to th bus.

She didn’t know how to tell him that she really wanted him to go with her, so she didn’t.

“Well if you want him to come, why didn’t you simply ask?” Wanda Maximoff questioned as she used her magic to move tables around the grand ballroom.

“Cause I’m dumb and lack basic conversation skills! I don’t know” (y/n) groaned as she maneuvered a cart full of white tablecloths, laying them over each table Wanda put in place.  “It got weird, and I didn't want to force him to come if it was going to make him uncomfortable”

Wanda frowned at the girl she considered family, maybe a niece, or a little sister.  She placed her hands on her hips and cocked her head to the side.

“You wouldn’t be forcing him into anything, you’d be asking him to be your date to an event, there’s a very distinct difference” Wanda explained while trying not to chuckle.

“Peter does everything to make me feel comfortable, all the time.  In school, on the bus, just being in public.  I don’t want to do anything to make him feel out of place.  I don’t want him to feel like I do all the time” (y/n) explained.  “I don’t know if that even makes sense” She grumbled as she fixed the tablecloth in a frustrated fashion.

“I understand” Wanda said, thinking through all aspects of the situation.  “What, so his excuse for not coming was not having a suit?”

“Yeah, among other things” (y/n) shrugged, continuing on in her work.  “I’m sure Spider-Man duties are far more important for some Adult-Prom”

“This is a charity Gala, (y/n)” A new voice called.  “For charity.  And fun and drinks, but also charity”

“Tony, how long have you been eavesdropping?” (y/n) asked bitterly.

“Thirty seconds.  Long enough to know you went ahead and invited Parker”

“Well don’t get pissed just yet.  He declined” She told him.  

“Probably a good thing.  He’d hate this (y/n)” Tony said, clasping his hands together as if he were giving her solid advice.

“That’s a lie” Wanda said with a scoff.  “What?” She played innocent after Tony gave her a pointed look.  “I didn’t even have to read your mind for that.  Peter would enjoy this”

“Are you sure?” (y/n) asked.

“Yeah, Maximoff, are you sure?” Tony repeated with a completely different tone.

“Of course.  I think he’d like to meet everyone properly” Wanda said honestly.  “I’ve been in his head, trust me, he’d think it’s neat.  Especially if (y/n) stuck by him.  You know, introduced him, gave him a little tour-”

“He doesn’t even want to come, Wands” (y/n) cut her off.  “Can this conversation just be done?”

With that she abandoned the tablecloths and left the ballroom.  Leaving Wanda to give Tony a glare.

“What? I’m parenting” He stated.

“Bullshit, you just think she’s your little girl, and don’t want her hanging around that boy” Wanda replied calmly, crossing her arms over her chest.  “Listen, Tony, I know you love (y/n), we all do.  But Peter is her only true friend out there in the real world, and she relies on him”

“Peter’s off limits, (y/n’s) off limits to Peter.  End of discussion” Tony said, about to leave the room, but Wanda was quicker and used her magic to shut the doors.

“News flash, Stark, she’s not your child.  You don’t have the control over her you think you do.  Especially not here” She told him.  “You don’t have to like it, but you do have to tolerate it.  (y/n) is almost eighteen, she’s almost an adult, she can make choices for herself.  Whether or not that involves Peter, it isn’t totally up to you”

Tony was silent as Wanda spoke incredibly calmly.  When she finished, he let the entirety of what she said sink in.

Then left without another word.

Steve was sitting in the common room when (y/n) came storming past.  And as soon as he’d realized she was walking quickly and in an angry fashion, Tony was walking right on her trail.

“Tony- hey?” Steve stood up now, curious as to what was going on.  “Did you guys get in a fight?”

“No- well- sort of.  Maybe” Tony answered unsurely.

“What does that mean?” Steve asked.  “What happened?”

“Well I… I told her that Peter Parker was off limits” He said, trying to sound sure of himself.  But Steve went into panic mode.

“Have you lost it? Are you insane?” The Super Soldier threw his arms up dramatically.  “You can’t separate Peter and (y/n).  They’re… well they’re Peter and (y/n)”

“What the hell does that mean?” Tony asked, crossing his arms defensively.  “And I can, I’m her legal guardian”

“Tony that doesn’t make her your goddamn daughter, you can’t lock her in her room and keep them apart”

“Who are we keeping apart?” Thor walked into the room in a very untimely fashion.

“Peter and (y/n)” Steve answered before Tony could say it was a private matter.

“Oh my Gods! You can’t keep them apart! Their destiny is written in the stars!” Thor hollered loudly.

“Would you just- would you shut up, please?” Tony asked, clearly growing frustrated with the whole ordeal.

“Peter and (y/n’s) souls were meant to be together” Thor spoke anyways.  “They were made as one and born separately, it’s truly magnificent, the connection their young hearts have-”

“Thor? Shut it” Tony snapped.  “I already told her no”

“You can’t intervene with fate” Thor grinned.  “These things they… they have a way of working out”

“He’s right” Steve cut in.  Tony rolled his eyes, not believing the two of them.

“(y/n’s) too young for that.  And she’s not dating my… My student!” Tony said.

“Don’t you think you’re being a little over the top? She is almost an adult” Steve tried to sway Tony, but it didn’t work at all.

“No.  This is my decision” He said, continuing on his way to the lab.  “Everyone just needs to learn to deal with it!” He added as he left.

“I do not understand” Thor spoke.  “I thought that Lady (y/n) was already dating the Spiderling?”

Steve shook his head and sighed.

“No, and now they may not get the chance”

(y/n) had retreated to her room for studying in privacy.  She knew she probably shouldn’t have stormed out on Wanda like that, leaving her chores completely.  But she was so tired of taking orders from Tony.

The whole argument was unnecessary! Peter had rejected the offer, there was no chance in him coming, it didn’t need to blow up like it did.

She was trying to memorize her vocabulary for the week when her phone started ringing.  And there was only one person who ever called her.

“Pete?” She answered, still flipping through her notecards.  “What’s up?”

“Uh- bad guy- stuff” He said between harsh breaths.  “Could you maybe- come here?”

Suddenly (y/n) was up out of bed and digging for her suit.

“Where are you?” She asked frantically, finally finding it and stripping off her day clothes as quick as possible.

“Between fifth and fourth- wait sixth and seventh- wait-”

“You’re running aren’t you?” She asked, pulling up the black leather pants of her suit, and then the same dark colored tank top.

“Yep, can you just head this way as fast as you can?”

“I can’t get my wings, they’re in the lab” (y/n) cursed herself for having been so clumsy in her last mission, her angel-sized wings having been busted when she crashed into a building.

Truth was, (y/n) was a secret vigilante with the Avengers.  But she was an even more secret vigilante with Spider-Man.  The public didn’t know her identity as an Avenger, and the Avengers didn’t know she snuck out of the compound to fight crime with Peter.

“I’m coming on foot” She told him through her phone, grabbing her bow from under her bed and zipping up her leather jacket.  She threw her quill of arrows over her back and placed daggers in their sheaths all throughout her suit.  Ankles, biceps, inner thighs, and hips.  That’s eight knives.

“Okay, just be fast” Peter said.  He was clearly out of breath from running, and (y/n) wondered what the hell he was running from.

“I will” She promised him before hanging up.  With that, she pulled her hood over her head and gracefully lept out her window.

She’d done this more times than she could count.

When (y/n) finally arrived on the scene, Peter was swinging between buildings, shooting webs at Hydra Agents on the streets, who were shooting at him rapidly.

“Hey!” (y/n) hollered to redirect their attention, bow already loaded with an arrow.

“What are you, female Hawkeye?” One of them snickered at their own joke, and (y/n) smirked.  She liked the talkers.

Because it meant she could silence them.

Her arrow flew through the air and pierced through the man’s throat.  He coked and stumbled as he tried pulling it out, but only managed to fall over and bleed out.

“Anybody else?” She asked rhetorically, placing another arrow into her bow.

“She’ll actually kill you!” Spider-Man swung down and landed next to her.  One of the man cocked his gun before aiming towards her.

“Not if I kill her first”

He shot the gun, but before Peter could push you out of the way she’s lifted the bow and the bullet hit it, it’s metal making the bullet stop and fall to the ground with a quiet patter.  (y/n) smirked, cocking her head to the side.

“How many bullets you got left in there?” She asked him, shooting an arrow to the side of her and piercing the Hydra Agent that thought he could sneak up on her.  He groaned and fell to the ground, while Peter stood in amazement.

“Enough” He growled, walking towards her now and shooting his guns multiple times, and she dodged each one.  Spider-Man swung off to fight against the others while the Hydra Agent must’ve run out of bullets because he was trying to pistol whip the girl instead.  He landed one blow that knocked her to the ground but it didn’t take her out.

“Someone needs to learn some manners” She grunted as he placed his boot on her chest, keeping her down on the ground.

“You’re just a kid, what’re you doing playing hero?” He asked, taking his time to reload his gun since she couldn’t reload her bow.  But she had backup plans.

“I’m not fucking playing anything” She said, grabbing a knife from the sheath on her bicep, swiping it across his ankle so his hold on her would loosen.  When she got up she took the other ouf from her other arm, and raced towards his throat.  The man dodged her, able to hit one of them out of her hands.  But she just took one from her hip.

“How many knives do you have?” He asked, taking out a baton and whipping it forward in his hand to lengthen it.  He flipped a switch on the handle of it, and (y/n) could see bolts of electricity running through it.

“Fuck”

When (y/n) came to her senses, she realized instantly how uncomfortable her entire body was, besides her head.  Her head felt… cushioned.  She opened her eyes and looked around, not recognizing where she was.  The sky above her was too dark to tell.

“Oh good, you’re awake”

Peter’s voice drew her to her senses, and she realized her head was lying on his leg, and he was leaning over her to look at her.  His mask was off, but the rest of his suit still remained.

“What… what the hell happened?” She asked him.

“That guy electrocuted you, like a lot” Peter said.  “We’re sitting on top of Delmar’s.  Figured I shouldn’t bring you back to the compound while you were unconscious”

She forced herself to sit up on shaky arms, swinging her legs over the side of the building and taking deep breaths.

“Thanks for not taking me home” She told him honestly.  “I would’ve been more dead than I feel now” Peter nodded, his eyes scanning over her to make sure she was stable enough to be sitting on the edge of a building.

“I got you a sandwich” He announced, handing her a wrapped deli sandwich.  “I didn’t know what you liked so I just picked the most basic order” He told her as she took it.  The girl’s fingers were shaking so bad she nearly dropped it fifty feet to the ground, but Peter kept hold of it.  “I’ll just unwrap it for you” He said, setting his own sandwich to the side to peel the foil off.

“Thanks” (y/n) muttered, shutting her eyes and trying to get her nerves to calm down.  It was like electricity was running through her veins in small shocks.  But enough that her body quivered.  She pushed the hood off her head and brushed her fingers through her tangled hair.  “How’d you get caught up with Hydra?”

“They tried to steal something, I dunno what” He answered, handing the girl her food before taking a bite of his own.  “I didn’t know they were Hydra Agents before I swooped in to stop them”

“You gotta learn to be more careful than that” (y/n) grumbled.  It took her a few moments to actually get a decent bite of her food.

“I am careful” Peter defended.

“Clearly you’re not” She snapped back.  

She didn’t mean to, she was just tired of Peter getting put into life or death situations where he has to call her for backup cause he can’t handle it on his own.  The boy was silent after her strong use of attitude, and they finished their sandwiches in silence.

“Can you swing me home?” She asked him quietly, which he agreed instantly.

It wasn’t a far distance, and somehow (y/n) managed to sneak back in her room without getting caught.  Spider-Man hanging off the wall by her window as she climbed in.  He took off his mask again.

“Try and sleep, heal” He told her kindly.  “We’ve still got school in the morning and… your… gala… thing” He added with a little more anxiousness.

“Thank you, Peter” She said breathlessly, falling onto her bed.  The boy smiled, shutting her window silently and putting his mask back on before flying off.

Maybe Peter wasn’t the Gala type, but he certainly was cut out for protecting the city of Queens.  She’d give him that.

The next morning she skipped breakfast, and decided that she would just buy a lunch instead of bringing her own.

Trudging into the kitchen, (y/n) made a cup of coffee and then went to the common room for her backpack.

“You heading to school already kiddo?” Steve called.

(y/n) winced as she turned around to see him standing there.  His brows contorted as he looked her over.

“You look like you haven’t slept” He stated.  At least with her hat on he couldn’t see the minor bruising from the Agent’s gun coming into contact with her face.

“Barely”

“Bad dreams?”

“I guess”

“You’re keeping your answers awful short.  You’re sure there’s nothing you want to tell me about?” Steve pressed.

“No, God, I just had a few nightmares and couldn’t get comfortable.  What’s with the third degree?”

Steve shrugged his shoulders simply, not wanting o push her even further.

“You talk to Tony since your argument yesterday?”

“No.  We’re fine” She said bluntly.  Steve frowned, and she shrugged her shoulders.  “It’s not a big deal, Steve”

“If you say so” He said, brushing it off.  “So, do you have your dress for the Gala?” (y/n) nodded.  “Are you excited still?”

“Yeah, it’ll be cool” (y/n) answered lamely and shrugged a shoulder.  Steve frowned again, but this time before he could start questioning her again she was heading to the door.  “I really have to get going”

“Okay, well, have a good day, kid” He called to her.  She waved before leaving.

Peter was sitting at the bus stop bench when she arrived, winded from speed walking so she’d make it in time.

“Hey nerd” She said, slumping onto the bench next to him.  Peter grinned sheepishly at her in response.

“Are you feeling better?”  He asked, and she slumped back against the shelter over the bench.

“No.  I got three hours of sleep, and I still have to help Tony when I get home because I bailed on him and Wanda last night setting up for the Gala.  Also, I think I’m bruising from the…” She trailed off, just gave him a look signaling he knew what.

“Bruising?” Peter asked confusedly.  He didn’t think that bruising could occur from that kind of torture.  “Can I… can I see?” he asked cautiously.  (y/n) nodded softly, looking around to make sure no one was near, then lifting her shirt up just enough to expose her stomach, where faint lines were seen, tracing all over her skin like a doodle of a vine.  “Yeah… that’ll certainly scar” Peter mumbled with a frown.

“It’s all up my chest too” She sighed, putting her shirt back down and settling on the bench again.  “I’m just… exhausted” She sighed, her head leaning towards Peter’s shoulder and finding peace there.  Peter didn’t say anything about it, not wanting her to move.  “How about you?”

“Oh j-just regular stuff that I’m used to” He stuttered slightly over his words, trying his hardest to come off as casual.  “Hey so that thing you said last night, about not being careful, I-” He paused when (y/n) sat up again to look at him, suddenly wishing he’d just kept his mouth shut so that she’d still be laying there.  “I just thought I should tell you that I’m-”

Peter was cut off by the screeching of the bus tires coming to a full stop.  Silently cursing himself he slung his bag over his shoulders and made sure (y/n) were okay to walk up the steep little steps of the bus.  He let her have the seat next to the window and sat next to her.

“I’m careful” He finished in a mutter, and (y/n) looked away from the window to Peter, not having expected him to say anything.  “When I’m.. yaknow… doing that stuff.  I’m really careful.  And if I’m being honest, it’s cause I’m really worried I’m gonna damage the suit and have to beg Stark for another one and he kinda terrifies me sometimes-”

“Peter” (y/n) cut the ambling boy off with her soft voice.  “I know you’re careful” She confirmed with a small nod, her eyes locking on his.  The boy sighed, awkwardly scratching the back of his neck.  “I’m sorry I snapped at you yesterday, I just don’t want you to… you know” She shrugged her shoulders, not finishing her sentence.  But Peter knew what she meant.

“Yeah” He breathed out the word, looking straight ahead and severing their eye contact.  The ride was quiet as (y/n) continued to stare out the window and he thought about what he could say just for the sake of talking to her.  Nothing good came to mind.

When they arrived at school, the girl stuck close to him again while their peers said their ‘good mornings’ and told her she looked exceptionally beautiful today, just like every other morning.  She tried her best to walk at a normal pace, through the slight discomfort in her abdominal area.

Peter still slowed down a bit so she didn’t have to, and she thanked him silently for that.

“Hey guys!” Ned called with a wave from his locker, shutting it and walking with his friends.  “So, do any…. Crime fighting last night?” He asked in a quiet but eager tone.

“Maybe not the best subject to start on” Peter stated, and Ned shrugged and moved on.  

The boys rambled about the chemistry homework while (y/n) limply got her things from her locker.  She put one book in her bag at a time, not sure she could hold much more in her arms without shakily dropping them.

“(y/n/n), do you want help?” Peter asked gently, his hand laying on her arm to stop her actions and gain her attention.

“No, it’s okay” She answered with a timid smile, closing up her backpack and shutting her locker.  The three walked to their homerooms together, dropping (y/n) off first because hers was closest.  She simply waved and was about to walk into the classroom but Peter stopped her.

“Are you gonna be okay?” He asked.  Ned hung back a bit so it didn’t seem like he was eavesdropping when he 100% undoubtedly was.

“Yeah, it’s okay Peter, really” (y/n) reassured quietly.  He still looked unsure though, his eyes glancing over her stance.  She had all her weight on one foot and held the straps of he bag tightly in her hands.  He could see her knuckles whitening.

“Okay” He gave in, trusting her.  “But if anything happens or you need anything-”

“Text you.  I know” She answered softly with a small smile.  “I’ll be fine Peter, I promise” He still looked apprehensive, but let it go.

“Okay” He said again.  “Okay” He repeated.

“You gonna let me go into my class now?” She asked him, a smile tugging on her lips.  She wouldn’t admit it in a million years, but she liked that Peter got stupid protective.  He rolled his eyes at her but nodded.  (y/n) reached forward and squeezed his hand with her own before walking in.

Peter caught back up with Ned to keep walking, trying to just focus on the fact that (y/n) secretly was a badass, and she could handle anything.

“You two are like star-crossed lovers” Ned told his friend.  Peter didn’t say anything at first, not sure what to even say with that.  “Just a matter of time before one of you cracks and confesses”

“You don’t know what you’re talking about” Peter brushed it off.  “(y/n) and I aren’t in love, we’re just friends by chance” He shrugged like it was simple, finding the idea ridiculous.

“By chance!” Ned exclaimed.  “Don’t you believe in fate, Peter?”

Don’t you believe in fate, Peter?

The question lingered in his mind all day.  He’d laughed at Ned when he’d spoken it, because it was hilarious at the time.  But the moment the laughter stopped, he couldn’t get the thought out of his head.

Did he? Believe in something as fragile but permanent as fate?

More importantly, did he believe (y/n) was his fate?

“Hey nerd”

Her voice drew him from his deepening thoughts as she set her lunch down on the table before taking her seat.

“Hi” He replied as awkwardly as you could greet someone.  Ned chuckled behind his drink.

During the whole lunch period, Peter couldn’t take his eyes off of (y/n).  He was staring at her as though she were under a whole new light.  Sure, he’d always harbored a bit of a crush on the girl, but now… things were different.  He spoke very little, and just watched as she would talk and eat and smile and laugh.  And he just couldn’t stop staring.

When the bell rang, he was about to shoot up to walk to class by himself, but (y/n) called after him.

“Peter?” She jogged to catch up with him as best she could, seeing as her body was still recovering.  He stopped in his tracks so she didn’t have to run, not wanting her to hurt herself more than she already had.  “Everything okay?”

“Question of the day, huh?” He joked, bringing a smile to the girl’s features.

“I guess so.  But don’t avoid the question” She said.

“Yes, everything’s okay” Peter answered.  She rose a brow at him, as if questioning his reply.  “Really” He reassured while they walked to their next class together, which they luckily shared.  “So, how much prep do you still have to do for the Gala?”

“Ugh, don’t even get me started” The girl said tiredly, making Peter chuckle.

Don’t you believe in fate, Peter?

Today they took the bus home together, which often didn’t happen.  Peter was always too excited to go straight to patrol to go home right after school, so it was nice to spend some more time with him.

“You haven’t even shown me your dress” Peter stated abruptly as (y/n) was in the middle of listing off all the things she still needed to do before the Gala, which was at six o’clock.

“What?”

“Your dress for the evening, do you have a picture of it?” He asked.  She shook her head slightly.

“No, sorry” She answered sheepishly.  “It’s just a dress though, no big deal” She added with a nonchalant shrug of her shoulder.  “Might have to find a change of shoes though, I don’t think after last night I can wear heels tonight”

The rest of the ride continued with a minor argument about whether Peter could wear heels or not.

By the time they’d been dropped off at their bus stop, (y/n) had pretty much convinced him he couldn’t.

“See you Monday nerd” She told him, about to head on her way to the Compound, the opposite direction of Peter’s apartment.  Peter just stood where he was, waving as she walked away.

“Yeah… Monday”

And as (y/n) smiled a little smile and waved back, Ned’s question echoed in his head again.

“Well (y/n), are you excited for tonight?” Wanda asked as the two finished up the last of the preparations.  The floor was mopped and dried, the tables set in place with silk tablecloths, paired with bottles of wine and glasses.

“I mean, I guess” (y/n) answered, sitting at one of the tables.  “Not really, if I’m being honest”

“Not really?” Wanda repeated, not understanding why she wasn’t excited for the event.

“To be honest I really wanted Peter to change his mind today and say he’d come” The girl admitted.  “Does that sound cheesy? I wanted a whole movie moment to happen.  But… it didn’t” She shrugged her shoulders and messed with her fingers on her lap.

“(y/n)” Wanda walked over to the girl and kneeled in front of her.  “I have never seen any two people look at each other, the way you do” She spoke with finality, like it was the most important thing she’d ever said.

“What?” (y/n) replied weakly, her eyes squinting and her brows drawing together.

“You and Peter, you have something between you that some people take years searching for” The witch smiled softly at the girl, grasping her fiddling hands.  “And I believe fate brought you two together”

(y/n) was silent, but her jaw dropped slightly as her lips parted, never having thought of something so… well so childlike.  Her hands in Wanda’s went completely still as she stared at the woman in complete shock.  Never before had the thought crossed her mind.  Being in love with Peter… but was she?

Of course she always thought of him as one of the closest people in her life, if not the absolute closest.  He was funny and charismatic and kind, all good things.  And sure, she’d found him attractive since the first day she met him.  But having a minor crush, and being destined to fall in love, are two completely different territories.

“I don’t think…” (y/n) began, but she trailed off.

Because maybe she did think it was true.

Wanda grinned, patting (y/n’s) hands as she let them go and stood up.  “You’ve got to go get ready” She announced.  “It’s almost five thirty, and you’ve got a big night to get dolled up for”

“Yeah, guess so” (y/n) sighed as she stood and began heading out of the ballroom.

“Oh, and (y/n)?” Wanda called, causing the girl to spin around.  “Next time you sneak out to fight crime, at least tell me, in case of emergencies” The witch winked while (y/n) flustered from being called out.

“Sure thing- yeah, yeah, sorry” She stammered before leaving quicker than before.

When the clock hit six and her phone alarm went off, she had just wrapped up the finishing touches of her look for the night.

“Miss (y/l/n), Mr Stark wanted me to remind you that your attendance to the Charity Gala tonight is incredibly important, and that it’s starting now” F.R.I.D.A.Y announced to the room.

With one last look in the mirror, she fixed up her hair and headed out of her room.

She took a deep breath before descending the stairs and making her way to the ballroom.

It was already pretty busy, and it had only started a minute ago.  Everyone decked out in gowns and tuxedos, some more extravagant than others, and suddenly (y/n) elt incredibly out of place.  She hadn’t been to something like this in years, maybe she hadn’t dressed appropriately, maybe she looked like a little girl trying to hard.

“(y/n)!” Wanda called, gracefully walking over to the girl in her had-to-be five inch heels, Vision on her arm.

“Hi” (y/n) responded bashfully, her hands beginning to mess with the material of her dress.  “You-you look great.  Both of you look great” She stammered out, giving them the best smile she could manage, her cheeks already turning a shade of pink.

“Thank you Miss (y/l/n)” Vision bowed his head politely.  “You… clean up nice as well” He looked to Wanda as though for a correction in his speech, the woman giggled, nodding her head.

“Thank you (y/l/n), you look lovely” She responded sweetly.  “Vizh and I are going through some conversation techniques” She added, as an answer to Vision’s strange compliment.

“Ah, I see” (y/n) nodded, hoping to God that Wanda and Vision would stand here and talk with her the whole night so she didn’t have to go around meeting and greeting with everyone like Tony wanted her to.

“Well, Vizh and I should get going, maybe drinks?” She turned to the android who shrugged his shoulders. It was the most casual thing (y/n) had ever seen Vision do.

“I can’t get… wasted?” He questioned both girls who stifled their laugher, and Wanda began to tug him along.

“Come on love, let’s meet some people” She suggested.

“Have fun” (y/n) said.  Please don’t leave me here, she begged internally.  Wanda gave a small wave and smile to the girl before walking away with her love.

(y/n’s) heart ached watching the two of them hold one another as they walked throughout the grand room.

Beautiful music was being played by a small orchestra on the stage, and (y/n) would’ve liked to just take a seat, drink a glass of champagne, and watch the musicians, but she was addressed again.

“(y/n), you look amazing” She was surprised when she turned to see Tony Stark standing there.  They had done the bare minimum of talking since their argument, and quite frankly the compound had gotten fairly awkward since then.

“Thank you” She gave him a quiet response.  Tony and (y/n) didn’t fight, since he’d become her legal guardian and they’d agreed on keeping it professional, such as not using terms such as ‘dad’ or ‘daughter’, they’d gotten along well.  A few stages here and there that would bring just a minor amount of tension, but none that lasted more than a few hours.

“I’m glad you came” Tony said.  He was dressed nice, a dark navy blue tux with a tie.  She was surprised to see that he wasn’t wearing his iconic sunglasses that he always wore to events like these.  But it suited him better not to be.

“Yeah well, I didn’t completely get the choice” She sighed, her hands falling limply to her sides.  Tony gave her half a smile.

“Still glad you did.  And you still look fantastic.  Would you like to meet some people?” He offered.  (y/n) thought about it as he held his arm out for her to take.  She wasn’t sure where they were right now, or if this was Tony’s way of trying to move on.  But she didn’t want to look like the loner that got rejected by the only person she wanted to be around right now.

“Okay” She answered, sliding her arm through Tony’s and letting him guide her to where more people were speaking and meeting one another, large swarms of who she presumed were agents, other heros and loved ones they’d all brought along.  If she were being honest, it was a bit intimidating.

“Doctor Wizard!” Tony said ecstatically, and a tall, lean man turned around, looking absolutely exhausted just from hearing Tony’s voice.

“Doctor.  Stephen.  Strange” He said in monotone, before seeing (y/n) standing there.  “It’s nice to meet you” He spoke as though he were forcing himself to be polite, holding his hand out for her to shake.  She smiled and did so.

“(y/n) (y/l/n)” She responded.

“This is my awesome facial hair bro” Tony said, earning a pained eye roll from Stephen.  “He’s also a wizard” Another eyeroll.

“Um, cool” (y/n) said, her lips pressing into a line.  This was worse than she thought it’d be.  Really, it was Tony showing her all the people he’d managed to piss off already.

“He’s your Dad?” Stephen presumed.

“Uh- sort of?” The girl responded, while Tony burst into a fit of laughter.  “Legally, yeah.  We hate the term”

“I would too if I were you” Stephen grumbled.  “I’m going to find more drinks now, Tony, please don’t speak to me for the rest of the night.  (y/n), it was nice meeting you” She nodded while Tony frowned as the Doctor made his way anywhere else but there.

“Do you have a crush on that guy?” (y/n) asked Stark, to which he shook his head dramatically.

“No way.  I’m too good for him.  Moving on”

At this point (y/n) was certain he’d had at least two drinks.

Tony continued to introduce her to other people until he ran out of ideas and finally let her go off on her own.

Tired of walking in her heels, and more than ready to be done talking to people, she made her way back to the closest table set near the stage, just wanting to listen to the pretty music being played.  She’d been done with this night before it had even started.

“Hey, (y/n)”

She almost groaned out loud as Natasha approached her.

“Wow, don’t act too excited to see me” The ex-assassin joked.  “What’s on your mind?”

“Nothing really, I just want to go back to my room and go to bed” She sighed.  Natasha smiled sadly at the girl.  “I walked around with Tony while he pissed people off and now I have no excuse for something to do and I’m tire-”

“Is this about Peter?” The red haired woman cut her off, a smirk tugging on her glossed lips.  (y/n) flushed at the mere mention of Peter, but shook her head wildly.

“What? No, no way”

“So it’s not about how he turned you down and Tony forbid you from dating him?” Natasha questioned, clearly stating exactly what the problem was.

“Really? You have to go and interrogate me?”

“Wanda told me all about it” Nat chuckled now, and took a seat with (y/n).  “You want to talk about it at all?”

“No thanks.  I want to forget it completely”

“Forget Peter? Or the fight?”

“You’re not helping with my process” (y/n) said emotionlessly, making Natasha laugh again.

“Come on, open up to me.  You know I’ll just pry it out of you anyways-”

“Everyone thinks that Peter and I are meant to be together, or something” She admitted before Natasha could even finish her sentence.  “And I’m… I’m starting to think maybe everyone’s right” She finished with a heavy sigh, fingers tracing invisible patterns in the tablecloth.  Natasha smiled.

“I agree with you” She said happily.

“Of fuckin’ course you do” (y/n) grumbled.  “Sorry I just… I don’t know what to do from here”

“I do” Natasha took the glass of champagne and skinny glass from the table, filling it half way and then handing it to the girl.  “Drink this, liquid courage”

“I’m-”

“Please just drink it, we all know it wouldn’t be the first time” Natasha spoke with a threatening tone, and (y/n) took the glass without hesitation, and took a rather large sip from it.

“Thanks” She mumbled.

“Go dance, go have fun.  Have a great, memorable, beautiful night.  Make sure to sent Peter a picture of you as well.  Tomorrow, recover from tonight, and on Sunday, plan what you’re going to say to him on Monday” She instructed.  “Because you my dear, are going to confess!” (y/n) nodded her head shakily, getting slightly terrified of Natasha’s excitement.

“O-okay then” She responded, still nodding as she took another drink.  “Do you think I ca have some more when this is gone-”

“Hell no” The excitement vanished as Natasha took the rest of the bottle to put it somewhere else, leaving (y/n) sitting alone with a near empty glass.  She frowned, drinking the last of her champagne and setting it back on the table.

The pep talk Natasha was beginning to fade in her mind, but she stood up and walked towards the crowd again anyways.

When Wanda saw (y/n) looking around as she weaved through people, she grinned happily.  The witch excused herself from Vision to walk over to her again.

“(y/n), having a good time?” She asked, unable to contain her smile.

“Yeah, I think I am” (y/n) responded, also beginning to smile.  Maybe because of  the slight amount of alcohol in her system, maybe because she truly was having a good time, or maybe just because Wanda’s smile was so contagious.

“Good! I’m glad!” Wanda was still smiling widely, like it was Christmas morning.

“How are you and Vision doing?” (y/n) asked, trying to make conversation so she wasn’t nervously smiling as Wanda grinned at her.

“Good, he’s having a good time I’m having a good time” She answered simply, still smiling as she glanced around herself.  (y/n) began to wonder if she was keeping her from something.  But Wanda snapped her attention back to (y/n).  “So does Peter’s little friend know about your feelings?” She asked abruptly, making (y/n’s) eyes widen and her brows shoot up out of surprise.

“Ned?” She thought aloud.  “I mean, I haven’t said anything, but maybe.  If it’s that obvious to everyone else I’m sure he’s picked up on it” She shrugged a shoulder, trying to avoid Wanda’s eyes.  Why was she staring and smiling at her so much? Was everyone at this Gala drunk out of their minds? Already? It’s only been half an hour.  “Have you and Vision danced?” (y/n) asked, desperate to change the subject.

“Yeah, it was nice” Wanda said simply, again, looking around the room.

“Um, do you need to go?” (y/n) asked, but Wanda shook her head, looking back at her again.

“No, just… enjoying the scene” She said.  (y/n) nodded with disbelief, looking over the witch’s nervous stance.  But she didn’t press her question further.  “You feeling okay?” Wanda asked, discreetly gesturing to the girl’s chest.  (y/n) nodded with a half smile.

“Yeah, the pain’s passing, the marks are still there though.  Hopefully I never have to wear a swimsuit around you guys because…”

Her words trailed off as her eyes, for no particular reason, caught the movement of the doors opening.  It was far from her view, but somehow she saw them open, and a guest walked in.

But she knew that guest.

Her words halted completely, though her mouth stayed partially open as her eyes trained onto the boy that had walked.

That boy that completely lied about not having a suit to wear.

“What is it darling?” Wanda asked, but her smile gave it away.

“You…” No more words than that came out of (y/n’s) mouth as Peter Parker walked into ballroom.

“Me” Wanda said, clapping her hands together quickly and bouncing just a little bit.  Finally, (y/n) tore her gaze off of Peter and looked to Wanda.  She wasn’t sure if she wanted to cry or scream or just laugh, but she just stood there in stunned silence.  “Well? Go over to him”

Without further frozen-ness, (y/n) reached forward and wrapped her arms around Wanda’s neck, hugging her happily.

“Thank you”  She breathed.  “But-but how?” They let go of one another as (y/n) glanced over Wanda’s shoulders to make sure Peter was still here.

“Well I nearly killed Tony over it but… he okayed it and sent him a suit yesterday morning”

“That’s it?” (y/n) asked incredulously.

“No, he left a note saying if he didn’t show up and broke your heart then he would-”

“Okay okay” The girl giggled slightly, wiping her fingertips under her eyes to stop the possible teardrops from falling.  “Thank you” She said again, her thought process not functioning enough for her to say much more.

“Come on then, go over there” Wanda nudged her head towards Peter, who clearly was lost, and looking for someone he recognized.  His back was turned to the girls.  “Seriously, go put that poor anxious boy out of his misery”

“Thank you” (y/n) repeated again, kissing Wanda’s cheek chastely and squeezing her hands before heading towards Peter.

She couldn’t believe it, he was here, he came.  Tony let him come… they all kept it a surprise.  That meant Peter had known all day long that he was going to show up for her, and the idea of it made her heart race uncontrollably in her chest.  This had to be exactly what love felt like, this had to be what everyone was telling her about.  Suddenly she couldn’t seem to find him fast enough.

Really, she couldn’t find him.  Not five seconds ago she was heading his way and now she had no idea where he’d gone.  She stopped and looked around, trying to catch that familiar curly head of hair.  Maybe he’d gone looking for Tony first-

“I feel like you’re looking for me”

(y/n) jolted and nearly fell down from the movement in her heels as she whipped around to see Peter standing there.

“You came” She spoke almost breathlessly, staring at him like she hadn’t seen him in years.  

It was clear Tony had gone out of his way to get him the suit he was wearing.  The clothing was absolutely tailored to fit him perfectly, and as much as (y/n) had fallen in love with his nerdy tee shirts and baggy sweaters, this was a look she could get used to.

“I came” Peter repeated awkwardly, his arms waving outwards in a sign of surprise.  A smile broke across (y/n’s) face that only grew wider the longer she looked at him.  “You… you look…”

He couldn’t find the words that fit the way (y/n) looked.  Her dress was long, it barely touched the floor, even with her heels on.  He recognized it as her favorite color, and it seemed to hug her curves in all the right places.  Her hair was only partially done up, along with her makeup.  Her natural beauty shown through it all.

“-Perfect” Peter finally answered.  But even that didn’t seem good enough.

“So do you, fancy suit guy” She responded, reaching forward and straightening out his tie.  He flustered as she did so, seeing that she was standing so much closer now, looking like that.

“Tony sent it to me” He mumbled the words out.  “Along with a pretty threatening note” He added, making the girl chuckle quietly as she looked up at him, fingers frozen still on his black tie.  “Not that I was going to pass up a second chance to answer correctly this time” He told her.

(y/n) bit the inside of her lip to contain her smile.

“See I- I would have done it right yesterday,” She could tell he was going to start rambling.  “But I didn’t have anything to wear, and I wasn’t just gonna whip together the nicest clothes I have for an event like this because that’s a button down and khakis and that’s not good enough and I’m not going to go to a freakin’ Gala with you looking not good enough and so I just brushed you off for Spider-Man duties which is a total dick move and I swear I’ll never play the Spider-Man card again, I swear.  And I really didn’t want to let you down so when Tony sent me this I-”

“Peter” The moment she spoke his name he halted in his babbling and stared at her intently.  “Are you gonna walk around with me or not?”

That look in her eyes, that absolutely delighted and adoring look in her eyes, how could he ever reject anything from this girl?

After nodding his head, (y/n) hooked her arm through his and showed him around just like Tony had for her.  She introduced him properly to the Avengers, Wanda being the only one who didn’t try to freak him out.  He kept his arm around hers the whole time, their hands so close to touching it was the only thing stuck in their minds.  Bursts of laughters and shy smiles shared between the two as they showed each other off equally.

Peter usually had a hard time at big events like this, the loudness and constant bustling of people everything his anxiety loved to prey on. But with (y/n) right there next to him it was a completely different experience than he’d assumed it’d be.

It felt like hours of walking around and occasionally talking to people, but mostly they just talked to each other.

“Did you tell Ned you were coming here?” (y/n) asked as she leaned back against an architectural column.

“I wasn’t going to but… it slipped out” He chuckled from embarrassment and rubbed the back of his neck.  “He came over and saw the suit and I… yeah” (y/n) smiled, thinking it was cute that he’d told Ned.

“I’m really glad you came” (y/n) told him on a stroke of confidence.  “It’s been a lot more fun with you here” She added as casually as she could.  Her eyes darted everywhere but his, and he caught the way her fingers played with the material of her skirt.  Fiddling was an anxious habit of hers that she’d never seemed to break.  Peter smiled at that, liking the way she was suddenly getting so nervous.

(y/n) rarely got nervous around him.  Mostly because Peter was constantly nervous, but there had been a few times she’d grown flustered and Peter always found it to be the best, most amusing thing.

It also gave him confidence.

“Anyways do you like-” “You wanna dance with me?” Peter cut her off completely.  If he didn’t ask now, he wouldn’t gain the courage to do so before the night was over, and he so desperately wanted to dance with her.

“Do you know how to dance?” (y/n) cocked her head to the side, an eager smile on her lips.

“Pfft, it’s not that hard” Peter said dismissively, hoping she wasn’t going to shoot down the idea.

“Then yeah, I’d like a dance with you” She finally answered, her hand latching onto his arm as they walked to the dance floor.

Okay, Peter had no idea on how to dance, and they both knew it, but neither were going to address it.

(y/n) gently took Peter’s hand, placing it on her waist, and with the other she interlaced their fingers together.  Then took a tentative step towards him to be closer.  Her eyes slowly peered up from beneath her lashes to meet his already looking down at her.

Don’t you believe in fate, Peter?

Peter wanted to ask her the question that had lingered in his head all day long.  He wondered if she thought about them the way he did, he wondered if she ever questioned the bond the two of them had.  But looking into her eyes now, gave him his answer.

They were barely dancing, barely moving or swaying at all.  At one point Peter thought he’d forgotten to move and was stood still staring at her.

He couldn’t get himself to stop staring at her.

“You should kiss him”

The thick Sokovian accent in (y/n’s) head did not belong to her, and she subtly turned to see Wanda standing a few feet away.  The witch grinned before heading off, letting the two have their privacy back.

“Can I ask you something?” (y/n) spoke for the first time since they’d started their dance, her eyes flickering back up to his, and Peter nodded.

“No, I don’t really know how to dance” He answered jokingly, making her smile.

“For real” (y/n) said with a playful roll of her eyes.

“Yeah” He said, and (y/n) seemed to hesitate before asking him her question.

“Do you believe in, um, fate?” She asked him anxiously, her voice practically a whisper.  Her eyes wandering down to her shoes momentarily before looking back up at him.

Peter was so lost by the question he’d nearly forgotten to answer her at all.

If he didn’t before, he certainly did right now.

“Yes”

“Yeah? You do?” She seemed surprised by his answer.  Peter was such a logical-thinking smart kid, she was taken aback to hear he believed in such a thing.

“I do” He said simply, because he really did.  “Do you?” (y/n) nodded her head shakily, biting the inside of her cheek to keep from letting her emotions show.

“I think I do” She murmured back.  The corners of his lips quirked at her answer, and the action made her begin to blush.  “Promise not to get weird if I tell you something?”

“Weird how-?”

“Can you just promise?” Peter nodded his head, giving in to her odd request.

“Yeah, I promise” He agreed, and (y/n) took a deep breath before shutting her eyes.

“Wanda and the others keep on telling me that you and I are destined to be together, like soulmates or something, and they’ve been pushing it for so long now I always just laughed but now I kind of think they’re right”

She rambled out the words so fast Peter felt proud that she’d taken in his mannerisms.  When her eyes opened after he didn’t say anything for a few moments, she’d never looked so vulnerable.

“You think we’re soulmates?” Peter asked carefully.  The girl nodded her head.

“Maybe” She whispered out.  The boy smiled at her and shook his head delightedly.  “What? You promised you wouldn’t get weird-!”

Before she could cold him his hands cupped around her jaw, the action alone silencing her.  She’s never wanted to know what it’s like to kiss him more than right now.

“Well maybe I think we’re soulmates too-”

Peter didn’t get a chance to finish, he took too long so (y/n) took matters into her own hands, leaning forward and pushing her lips against his.

It was a perfect first kiss, albeit she’d never kissed anyone before, and he hadn’t kissed a girl since the seventh grade.  But it was nothing short of perfect.  Her arms loosely hung around his neck as she moved closer to him, never wanting it to end.

This is exactly what love had to feel like.  She was sure now.

“I think I’ve been in love with you” (y/n) told him, breaking the kiss but not moving away from him.  Peter smiled, his eyes opening to see her already looking at him.

“I already knew” He told her, before kissing her again.

“Well finally!” Steve cheered, earning many of the Avengers attentions.  Bucky began wildly clapping, cheering them as if they were making out, when really they were just softly kissing one another, exploring what was about to be theirs for the rest of their lives.

When the awkward applause was over, (y/n) bowed, smiling at Peter with a bashful blush on her cheeks.

“Remind me not to bring you here anymore” She told him as he took her hand and drew her close again.

“Oh no, I’m going to be here all the time now” He told her seriously.

“You say that now, but we still haven’t talked to Tony” (y/n) said with an amused smirk.  Peter shook his head, already leaning down towards her again.

“I don’t care”

Don’t you believe in fate, Peter?

The question crossed his mind once more as he slanted his lips over hers.

And absolutely, no doubt about, he damn right did.

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(a/n): ok so this took me way too long for what it turned out to be yikes

xoxo ~ jordie

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Avengers AU

Aka: Random baseless AU that I’m probably going to do nothing with and somebody probably has already done

Idk if any of this makes any kind of sense but here we are

Logan Berry (Iron Man)

This one was kinda obvious. I was rewatching Iron Man the other day actually and I heard Roman saying “iron giant nerd” for like 2 hours which was fun. Also I can totally imagine Logan just embodying Tony’s smartass-ness (since he already kinda does anyway) and just having the best time improving and recreating his suits.

Roman Prince (Thor)

This one took a minute honestly. But the colors match and also in the first movie Thor is kinda an ass (but his whole arc is him not being an ass anymore) which can be seen as Romans early relationships with Virgil pre-accepting anxiety. Also Thor is a god and Roman would have a hayday with that. And the exchanges between Thor and Loki (who I have down below as deceit) are just amazing. Plus Thor’s relationship with his hammer is similar to Romans relationship with his sword. Both are kinda blunt about things and ready to cut a bitch.

Patton Hart (Spider-Man)

Spider-Man’s whole thing is friendly neighborhood Spider-Man. Yes I’m aware Patton is afraid of spiders but I couldn’t think of another avenger for him. Also the father-son Logicality sounds amazing already. (I’m going by Tom Holland’s Spider-Man, not the failed attempts by Sony or any of the spiderverse characters btw). Also they’re both such dorks and I love them both so much.

Virgil Storm (Hulk)

This might seem odd but hear me out. Bruce Banner is constantly trying to be as calm as possible when he is around others so he doesn’t go all Hulk on them, something similar to his actions in “Fitting In” when he was “trying not to be harsh so as not to be too distressing but he is the source of [Thomas’s] anxiety” - Logan, Fitting In. Also you can relate his tempest tongue (right that’s the name for it?) to Banner changing into the Hulk. He gets extra powerful and you need to calm him down to get him back to normal. The personalities seem to fit for that one.

Dee Serpentes (Loki)

I know Loki technically isn’t an avenger but this works anyway. They both aren’t villains 100% of the time, they go back and forth depending on what’s happening and what their beliefs are. Also Dee as the god of mischief just yes. He would have too good of a time with that (but you can argue he already is that anyway). Also they both have chaotic neutral energy and are huge dorks.

Thomas Sanders (Nick Fury)

And the obvious one. Fury legit is the head of S.H.I.E.L.D. and the creator of the avengers. Thomas is the person the sides are made up of and the creator of the series.

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deni watches avengers endgame

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So! Let me get out of the way what I didn’t like about it first:

The entire row of people behind me.

Srsly...

All of you

Sucked...

balls...

From the smartass nerd with the microphone in his throat who wouldn’t-shut-the-fuck-up, to the asshole who kept shoving the plastic foot rest against the back of my chair like a moron, to the children who wouldn’t stop talking and specially their parents who couldn’t control them. A plague of fire ants on all of your families! 

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now...

*deep breaths*

It was good! Like, really good! Great even!

Ok, it was awesome. It was super fun, it really was! The pacing mostly worked, I was bored for very little of it. I mean, I wouldn’t say bored, but some bits I was like “ok, next scene!” - those were usually the Thor scenes, sorry, dude - the joke was funny for maybe the first five minutes, but after that, I just wanted to get to the action!

And the action was awesome. Really. I was really into it - the climax was great and movie climaxes are really rough these days.

So the deaths...

Tony was the first spoiler I got - on the Game of Thrones tag of all places. But really, that was a death I had been expecting, so I was annoyed I was spoiled, but not surprised. I’m not gonna lie, I sniffled. It was sad.

Natasha, strangely enough, I kinda/sort of expected. I watched Matpat’s Endgame death predictions months ago and he made an argument for Nat that I really thought made sense, so I wasn’t surprised either, but also sad.

There was really so much I could gush about because there really were so many cool moments. Having grown up in the 80s and 90s I still get slackjawed with these movies, which I hadn’t really been watching to be honest - I barely got through half of the marvel movies so when I actually sit through one I’m so shocked by what cinema can do today, it’s really amazing.

Congrats to the parties involved. A shame Avatar still holds the biggest box office number. Avatar is an easily forgettable movie, Endgame was way better.

Cheers!

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Magi-Nation notes 1

Ep 1

Orwin narrates

They know about space and other planets

How advanced is the astronomy of the Moonlands? The current one, like I know their ancestors were fucking spacefarers and terriformed shit but like? They lost a lot of info over time.

Ok but that space shot looks nothing like how the Moonlands would actually look given the geography?

Aiden and Ellie (Naroomi?) face off with Agram, Korg, and Zed in the Cald

Ellie arrived late with the book. Where did she come from?

Agram is not a shadow magi, Korg and Zed are/core magi

Agam can change the weather by yelling

Agram is whitewashed as fuck. And skinny af. Still got that tit window.

Agram uses black animite to magine Corathan which looks normal. So does that mean that there is no non-shadow version of Corathan?

Aiden and Ellie hold hands and activate the Core Glyph wich has all of the dream stones on it

It blasts Agram, which causes a magic bubble

Aiden’s creature’s animite was brown? But that rock thing looks like something from Kybar’s Teeth which has grey animite

Ok but that opening theme is good tho

Cut to the Jones home

Spencer pretends not to know Furok

Tony’s been drawing/daydreaming of Furok

Tony’s been drawing furok in the same style as the card art?

Athlete, scholar, and artist. Tony;s a fuckin nerd who’s good at running.

Spencer’s eyes are just fucking red. That is not normal

The Moonlands have been inhabited for well over 3000 yrs

3000 yrs of peace since Agram’s sealing. And Agram was sealed well after the Moonlands was a thing… so we’re def working with a parallel au world to the games

Orwin has a dairy that he dictates to. He lives in the city of Vash Naroom

Edyn breaks into the library to steal the Book and is caught. How does all that hair fit in that hood. Her hair’s like as long as she is tall.

Edyn has breathing problems when stressed. I’m calling stressed induced asthma

Speaks very quickly defending her actions/denying the theft

Edyn thinks she’s all grown up

Orwin is kinda sexist

Edyn believes that she might be the chosen one

Spencer gives Tony, Furok’s animite ring

Possibly family heirloom

This means that animite rings were at use in some point in the history of the eliwan

Ok no, Spencer’s eyes are brown, just ruddier than Tony’s

Edyn’s a smartass.

Edyn and Orwin live together. This is sometime b4 dinner?

Book glows purple at Agram’s approach. Agram’s very extra and spooky approach.

Edyn and Ugger are not experienced fighters

Ugger sees problems and asks to be recalled

Naroomi spell using rocks too trap evil?

Agram has no eyebrows

Edyn declares herself the final dreamer and Orwin panics. Agram is doesn’t believe this kid.

Hw old is Orwin?

There’s a globe in Orwin’s office

The book responds to Edyn. Proof that she’s the Final Dreamer.

Strag is awake and up a tree in the middle of the night. My beautiful son.

Strag can sense evil

Strag has some strong as fuck legs. Holy shit does this  boy remember leg day. Like that is a several fucking story fall right there.

Moonsense allows Strag to distantly see and hear Edyn

Korg and Zed did not age in 3000 yrs

Agram can speak to them telepathically

Korg and Zed are nothing like their game counterparts.

Orwin implies that Toney was supposed to arrive in the Moonlands on his own

They call him in early using another ring and more rock magic. A rock from the Cald.

Evu is a lady. Calling it, every character genderbent for the show is trans.

Eliwan know the melting point of iron. That’s legit given the metal tongs they’re using

I’m gonna assume that Tony lives in Washington? Like all the trees man.

These two people from different planets can understand each other.

Tony thinks Korg and Zed look like dogs

Tony’s first response to trouble is to give the enemy what they want. Tony’s a little bitch.

Tony thinks he’s dreaming

Fight involves magi landing blows on eachother and creatures attacking magi on both sides. Magi-Nation is fucking hardcore.

How the fuck is Freep too weak to continue? He like made one attack and didn’t get hit? Is this just exposition time?

Zed uses his claws to swipe at Edyn and disarm her and later pins her trying to bite

Edyn frees herself

Strag has some strong as arms

Strag is very handsy with Tony

The gang escapes on Ugger

Tony summons Furok with a ring and gets a hunk of animite back when he dismisses him. I’m gonna assume that the reason the show goes with hunks of animite instead of rings is for budget and animation reasons.

The book responds weakly to Tony and Strag but much more strongly when Edyn touches it as well

Glows yellow/rainbow.

They are the chosen ones

#nix meows #nix watches magi-nation #magi-nation

[aion-rsa]

MCU Spider-Man Needs to Get Out of Iron Man’s Shadow

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Peter Parker is a rebel. He’s a high-swinging, hard-kicking, red and blue smartass who never keeps his mouth shut. Spider-Man may have grown up learning the lessons of his dear Aunt May and Uncle Ben, but outside of those ostensible parents, he never has time for anyone over 30. He was the superhero idol of his age in the 1960s: a wiseguy who taunted all the squares that tried to make him respect their authority. Yet whether it was his best mate’s father, Norman Osborn, or Otto Octavius and his ridiculous bowl cut, those stiffs learned just how few webs he had to give.

It feels worthwhile remembering this aspect of the character nowadays. After all, the most popular modern image of Spider-Man—Tom Holland’s affable spaz in the Marvel Cinematic Universe—has largely abandoned this fundamental element of the comic book character in favor of becoming the MCU’s most happy-go-lucky hall monitor. While creative liberties in adaptations are always necessary and should be encouraged, it still feels like a vaguely missed opportunity that such a great performance has been tasked over the course of three films (or six when you count all the Avengers movies Holland has appeared in) with ostensibly playing Tony Stark’s sidekick.

It didn’t have to be this way. Arguably more so than any live-action actor before him, Holland seems to innately understand the character of Peter Parker. While Tobey Maguire captured the earnest side of Parker, and his genuine nobility which drives him to such unhappiness and misery, and Andrew Garfield at least keyed into the hopeless romantic who hides behind the mask, Holland brings a natural playfulness that was missing in those earlier big screen Spideys. Maguire by and large lacked the joy of being Spidey entirely, and Garfield misjudged it as a form of hostile arrogance. Holland’s Peter, meanwhile, loves being Spider-Man.

Even so, in the desire to differentiate this version from the Spider-Men who came before, Marvel Studios has also opted to slowly transform the essence of Peter’s personality. Gone is the nerdy kid from Queens with a chip on his shoulder; in his place is a glorified Avengers mascot—an overeager fanboy who, despite having already saved the world, still idolizes Robert Downey Jr.’s Tony Stark like a god and now gushingly refers to Benedict Cumberbatch’s Doctor Strange as “sir” in the new Spider-Man: No Way Home trailer.

After so many films, and the prospect of Peter apparently getting ready to go to college in No Way Home, it’s becoming somewhat tiring that Holland is still being forced to play the same beat as the kid who worships the system, and who will presumably soon inherit it as Tony Stark’s official successor. While Marvel has made billions by almost preternaturally knowing when to be faithful to the source material and when to update it for the screen, the fact remains they’re turning Peter Parker into something he never was in the comics, which is faintly baffling given this has been their greatest hero for almost 60 years.

As many folks’ understanding of the character is colored by the recent films, the distinction between the comic book version and MCU one is easy to lose. Yes, when Steve Ditko first drew Peter Parker in Amazing Fantasy #15, as well as the first 30-plus issues of The Amazing Spider-Man comic series, the character looked hopelessly uncool. He wore horn-rimmed glasses and sweater vests, for Pete’s sake! But that was of course part of the original power fantasy: loser by day, and winner by night (or at least after school). Parker grew up eating wheatcakes, but after getting bitten by a radioactive spider, he now was a nerd empowered.

When Holland’s first solo film, Spider-Man: Homecoming, was released in 2017, it seemed that director Jon Watts and the larger Marvel Studios braintrust understood this dynamic. Like pretty much every creative since John Romita Sr. took over drawing the character in 1966, they softened the misanthropy that Ditko’s visual storytelling instilled in the character. But Marvel still was savvy enough to put two Ramones songs over their first solo Spidey movie. The character is meant to embody youthful exuberance, including the naivety of youth to feel like they always know best. To folks like Adrian Toomes, he should come off as some sort of punk.

In that way, Homecoming and, to a lesser extent, the shoehorning in of Peter in the earlier Captain America: Civil War (2016) felt like a riff on The Amazing Spider-Man #1 (1963), Stan Lee and Ditko’s first Spider-Man comic book after the character’s origin story the year before. In this inaugural issue, Peter does idolize the original Marvel Comics universe’s coolest heroes—which back then were the Fantastic Four rather than Iron Man and the Avengers. In fact, this first issue is about Spidey trying to join Marvel’s First Family during America’s Camelot years.

And yet, if you go back and read the issue, there’s a prickly standoffishness to Peter that rubs paternal figures like Reed Richards and Ben Grimm the wrong way. This is by design, with the intent of creating a character who is a poor fit for adult-oriented teamwork. Hell, even the reason he tries to join the Fantastic Four is because he’s broke and thinks this is the quickest way to make a little extra bread.

“So now, let’s get down to business,” Peter enthuses in the comic panel you can read below. “How much does the job pay? I figure I’m worth your top salary!” The Fantastic Four respond by mocking him as having “rocks in his head” and hilariously thinking they’re General Motors. In so many words, they tell him to get lost.

Now, granted, Peter’s exceedingly capitalistic motivations in that comic, as well as his self-pitying whine after their rejection is a particularly selfish depiction of the character, and one of those aforementioned rough edges John Romita Sr. and Lee smoothed out when they retooled the template of Spider-Man comics to be a soap opera with fistfights. Nevertheless, Lee and Ditko were still trying to establish a fundamental element about the character that helped catapult him to becoming the most popular superhero in the world: He doesn’t play well with others and as an everyman is somewhat viewed as a schmuck from the outside perspective. That runs the gamut from how the press runs hatchet jobs on him, a la The Daily Bugle, as well as how even other heroes treat him.

While the characters Captain America, Iron Man, Thor, and Hulk were originally teamed up to raise the profile of all these characters in the Avengers comics—much like the films back in the early 2010s when they were still viewed as Marvel Comics’ B-team—Spidey was a bit of a loner. This made him more valuable to the Marvel Comics stable as he was Marvel’s closest answer to the traditional superhero setup of a Batman or Superman, but it also contrasted nicely with those paternal authority figures at DC, as well as Marvel’s own line of role models.

Peter Parker is the same age as “sidekick” characters like Robin, the Boy Wonder who idolizes Batman and does whatever he says, or Bucky, the human shield who idolized Captain America until he died. But when Lee lighted on the idea of Spidey? Here would be a character the age of many of Marvel Comics’ readers in the 1960s—teenagers—but instead of being the complacent and guileless sidekick, he’d be his own man (or a boy trying to be a man) with problems the readers could relate to: money, girls, school, and as the character aged, jobs and a career.

He’s the every kid who hung out with Mary Jane Watson, Gwen Stacy, and Harry Osborn at coffee shops discussing the Beatles more than he ever did the Avengers. When he teamed up with authority figures who might look at him as a presumable protege, the dynamic was usually awkward or even standoffish, with exception to the Human Torch in the Fantastic Four, who was the other most popular Marvel Comics teenage superhero character in the ‘60s.

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Intriguingly, the comics didn’t toy with turning Peter into a team player or sidekick type until the 2000s, when the married Peter and MJ moved into Avengers Tower and Peter basically became Iron Man’s subordinate. Personally, I’d argue that was far more damaging to the character’s appeal than the then-20 year old marriage to MJ. Nonetheless, Marvel EIC Joe Quesada obsessed about those nuptials until he gutted them—partially through the heavily contrived and inexplicable choice of having Tony Stark convince Peter Parker to unmask himself on national television.

For what it’s worth, Marvel Studios and Watts can learn the easy lessons from Marvel Comics’ most boneheaded mistakes. They’re playing in the same sandbox Quesada did 15 years ago, but with much sharper writing, with the choice of having Mysterio reveal Peter’s identity to the world in Spider-Man: Far From Home to create the same dynamic. And whatever happens next in Spider-Man: No Way Home, it can be assumed it’ll be better than the train wreck of an idea to have Peter and MJ sell their marriage (or memory of their marriage) to the Devil, as occurred in the legendarily awful Spider-Man: One More Day storyline.

Be that as it may, Marvel still took the other awful tenet from those late 2000s comics and made it the backbone of their version of the character: Peter is not his own man. He is Tony’s sidekick, who despite his youth is only too happy to toe the line for a dead billionaire, as if he were auditioning to become a member of College Republicans when he gets to university. He’s even deferential to his villains like Jake Gyllenhaal’s Quentin Beck who is able to manipulate his desire to suck up to the older generation.

He’s not a rebel in the movies; he’s the equivalent of Robin on Super-Friends. The kid who’s just thrilled to be in the same room, sir, and thus makes his own identity subservient to the larger cinematic shared universe’s central conceit–which is to be fawningly enamored with all the brands.

It’s fascinating that in 20 years, we went from Tobey Maguire’s Spider-Man looking his idols in the eye—be it Willem Dafoe’s Norman or Alfred Molina’s Otto—and telling them what time it is, to a Web-Head who still hides behind his idols’ legs, or at least their billion-dollar drone satellite system and Starks Industries metal suits. In this way, even Jake Johnson’s Old Man Peter in Spider-Man: Into the Spider-Verse captures more of the comic book character’s shaggy individuality and youthful insolence.

Peter will always be more fun when he’s got the passion of youth, not the practicality of a company man.

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OMG! I saw Homecoming last night and OMG!!!!!

The Marvel Gods have blessed us with this movie!!! I wasn’t disappointed once! Not once! And I’m going to tell you why, just under the cut because MAJOR SPOILERS UNDER THE CUT! But for those of you who also have seen it too please I would love to hear from you! I’m totally in for fan girling or whatever because this movie is awesome!

OMG!!! Where to begin?

So like first off the movie was so on point with Spider-Man in the comics, at least according to my bro, he’s the more comic nerd out of the two of us.

It was so awkward and funny and tear jerking it’s not even funny. I almost cried during this film it was so perfect! Tom Holland did an amazing job playing Peter and Ned made a perfect “Guy in the Chair”. Zendaya’s character wasn’t in it as much as I would like to see, but they without a doubt left it so that by the next movie her character will be broadened on in my opinion, but what we did see of her was hysterical! She still had a little feminine bite to her, but in a calm laid back “I don’t give a shit” attitude that was perfect for her in my opinion. May, God bless May Parker. While again we didn’t see much of May, her character was so involved still. You can see how much she loves Peter and cares for him-and how much the rest of Queens loves her-she was the steady beat in the back of Peter’s mind.

Oh! We see him two months after CW, and he’s board and helping solve petty crime, like bike thieves but when he can’t find the owner he leaves a note. The rest of Queens loves both Peter and Spider-Man and let me tell you the kids a smartass it’s amazing!

This movie had more dirty jokes than I was prepared for and it had me laughing the entire time! While simultaneously wanting to punch the mean kid. They kept calling him Penis Parker. LEAVE THE PRECIOUS BABY ALONE! And among other things that have a lot to do with May. She gets hit on a lot in this movie and she doesn’t even notice a majority of the time until Peter says something.

The relationship between Peter and Ned is what we all should strive for. While Ned is 100% in on Peter being Spider-Man he still hesitates to turn off Peter’s training wheels protocol. Reminding him he still is a kid and well Ned was right, because it got Peter into trouble and we meet Karen! Who is like a combo of JARVIS and FRIDAY but with an American accent and Peter lets it slip about his crush on Liz and she’s trying to get him to confess his feelings throughout the movie and it’s hysterical! He also has a “Baby Monitor” in his suit and God bless Tony. Seriously.

Let’s talk Happy’s part in the movie. You can tell he’s not thrilled with babysitting duty and it kinda irked me till the end of the movie. But we see him come to really appreciate the kid after he practically saves Happy’s ass because he screwed up on Moving Day. Also Tony sold Avengers Tower.

Liz btw was great in this. You see while she clearly admires Spider-Man she has a thing for Peter. and it’s great. But more of that later.

Tony! OMG! We all saw the part where he takes the suit away, but what we don’t hear is Tony say “God I sound like my dad.” So clearly Howard did have some good parenting moments. Then after D.C. Tony calls Peter to congratulate him on saving those kids. Because his dad never told him he was proud and he wanted to make sure Peter knew Tony was proud of him, but it was so fatherly that I almost cried! He cares about what happens to Peter and it really makes the movie.

Vulture. Let me start off by saying it was not what I was expecting. He’s clearly doing this because he feels wronged and making and selling these weapons gives him income that he needs to support his family, but also as revenge. After his crew comes back to their base after getting into an altercation with Peter he takes a weapon off the work bench his buddy’s working on and shoots the guy and he dissolves into ash. He looks shocked and turns to his buddy saying “I thought this was the anti-gravity?” “No it’s over there.” He wasn’t intending on killing the guy that’s clear and it said something about his character. The guy he killed was the original Shocker. Then the guy he went with gets handed the torch so to speak and we meet the Shocker. His character has little screen time but it was made clear he’ll be back in the next instalment. More to come on the Vulture later.

Caps part in this film. OMG!!! Well first the principle is the grandson of a Howling Commando Morita you know the one from Fresno? But it’s hysterical because it’s the same actor. Anyways it explains the Cap videos and the gym teachers like “I’m pretty sure this guys an international fugitive now, but according to state law I have to show you this so…” So that solves that. BUT IN DETENTION! We see how in the previews Cap also has a detention video but by the time Peter’s left he’s giving the “So your body’s changing…” talk and I died! I literally died!

Okay now to the important part. This is after Peter gives back the suit and he asks Liz to the dance which me and my best friend, my mom my bro (the eldest) and his friend all look to my younger bro because he failed to ask the girl he likes to prom because he was convinced she doesn’t like him. Still is even after the girls brother said something to him after he asked. Like dude get it together. Well we see May getting excited and she’s helping him tie his tie and practice dancing and did I mention how much I love May Parker? Anyways she takes him and drops him off at Liz’s house and Peter walks up to the door and rings the bell and THE VULTURE! Yup he’s Liz’s DAD! I didn’t see that coming! And everyone was freaking out in the theater. And of course the Vulture has no idea Peter’s Spider-Man, but Peter knows he’s the Vulture and he’s panicking and their taking pictures and the Vultures trying to learn Peter’s name and he’s all smiles because he’s baby girls got a date and he’s like I like this Peter kid. And everyone’s dying in the theater and he’s like “I’m on my way out of town I’ll take you guys to the dance!” and Peter’s freaking out but they go and he’s sitting nervously in the back with Liz she’s on her phone and then she tells her dad Peter has an internship with Stark industries and Peter pales and tries brushing it off and tells her he lost it because he was trying to do too much at once, but it’s too late daddy dearest has already figured it out and he gives her a kiss goodbye and tells her he wants to give Peter the dad talk and she smiles tells Peter she’ll see him inside and he nods sweating. She leaves and Vulture pulls a gun and threatens him, asks if she knows which he doesn’t lie says she doesn’t which makes the man happy but of course we see him tell Peter if he does anything to break his family apart he’ll kill everyone he cares about. Well Peter goes inside and he’s scared out of his mind. See’s Liz and tells her he can’t and runs. Well Shocker finds him and they fight Ned gets involved and he tries getting ahold of Happy but Happy hangs up on him. Shit happens and Vulture buries Peter under a building. I had tears welling in my eyes at this point because we see him struggling to breath and he’s crying for help and you see blood and water and I look at my mom next to me like there’s blood! No, no, no! My eldest bro tells me excitedly that it’s from the comics that scene from the Spider-Man dies comic. It’s so heart wrenching, but we see him watch his reflection and then he hears Tony telling him “if he’s nothing without this suit…” and he gets out of it and goes to save the day. Long story short he brings down the plane and the Vulture is still trying to kill him and he spots a box of splinter bombs and goes to try and steeling them for a score instead and Peter sees his wings are about to blow and he’s yelling trying to warn the Vulture because no matter what he doesn’t want anyone to die and we see him explode and then Peter’s carrying him out of the fire and then leaves him and the weapons in a nice neat package for Happy.

Later we see him apologizing to Liz because of ditching her and her dad though she has no idea who Peter is and tells him its fine but she hopes he figures himself out. And then Happy and him have an awkward conversation in the bathroom before Happy tells him Tony wants to see him Upstate and we see the facility and Tony’s there and tells Peter’s he’s now an Avenger that is if he wants it. There’s a room next to Visions for him and a press conference waiting for him to suit up to meet the newest Avenger and Peter declines. Deciding he wants to be a kid a little while longer. Then he turns around and asks if this was a test to which Tony nods and Peter leaves and Happy’s like told you he was a good fit and then the doors open and a guys like their ready for you and there’s a shit tone of press and PEPPER!!!!! PEPPER WAS THERE!!!

I freaked out and was shaking my moms arm whisper yelling I was so excited!!! And Tony’s like well I guess we need to figure out something to give them and he looks to Pepper and Happy’s just like "Yes I’ve been carrying this thing around for eight years.“ And he pulls out an ENGAGMENT RING from his pocket!!!!! And both Pepper and Tony look at each other and their smiling and you could tell Pepper’s been waiting for it and she walks back inside with Tony following and Happy tosses him the ring and I was freaking out!!!!! I’M SO HAPPY!!!!! THIS MOVIE MADE ME SO HAPPY!

Anyways okay I thought that was the end and I was perfectly happy with that then we see Peter calling his Aunt May when h e gets back and I get this sense of dread, but then we see the bag on his bed from Tony with his suit and he’s like yes! And he’s putting it on and takes his face mask off and you hear the door creak open and May’s standing in the door way and all you see is her go "WHAT THE FU-!" and the credits roll and everyone’s dying of laughter.

And then the after credits come and this is what really shocked me, was we see Vulture walking through the halls of the prison and he runs into Shocker who says that word on the street is Vulture knows who Spider-Man really is and asks if he wants in. Vulture then says "If I knew who he was, he’d already be dead.” So i’m really interested to see what Marvel does with those two characters and to see what Vulture has in store.

Also the after, after credits scene you see Cap once more pull a Dead Pool, saying “You know what makes a good soldier and man? Patients.” His Chris was coming out. There isn’t one. And that’s because it’s in the movie. Look at Ned’s shirts! He’s wearing an ant and a wasp several times in the movie.

Anyways that’s what I loved about this movie the most. It was so well put together!!!! Please feel free to message me with questions or if you just want to talk about the movie I’d love to!

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