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youre-a-total--poser · 2 years

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Warnings: Spider-Man: No Way Home spoilers. Anymore let me know

Age: 25

Word Count: 1,174

Requests: Closed

Summary: You and your husband Peter unexpectedly disappeared leaving your 3-year-old daughter and your mother behind.

Requested by: Wattpad user

Date: 30/08/2022

A/N: thank you so much I hope you enjoy :)

I'm needing help with coming up with a title for this one too some reason I'm having a difficult time coming up with titles.

We have had mama Nat now for the first time ever we have grandma Nat

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Natasha had just watched her daughter, her only child, her baby, disappear into dust right in front of her.

She didn't even get the chance to hug, kiss or even say goodbye to her baby.

Natasha didn't just lose her daughter she also lost her son-in-law Peter. There was one more person that she hoped she didn't lose.

She ran upstairs and into one of the bedrooms and she let out a sigh of relief when she saw the little girl peacefully sleeping in her bed having no idea that her parents are gone maybe forever

Above the bed, there were pink wooden letters with white spots that read 'May'. She was named after Peter's late aunt as a way to honour her as she raised Peter since he was very young.

Natasha sat down on May's bed and gently took hold of her little hand.

"I promise I'm never going to let anything happen to you. I couldn't save your parents but I'm going to keep you safe your whole life."

*6 Years Later*

Time went on and May reminded Natasha more and more of her daughter each day.

Each night May would wear her parent's clothes for pyjamas and she would always wear her mother's jewellery every day.

She would kiss the picture that she has beside her bed of her parents and her the day she was born and would look up to the sky just before bed and say goodnight to her parents and tell them just how she misses them and loves them and how she wished that they would come back and hold her in their arms again. Natasha would also talk to May about her parents and would tell her stories whenever she asked.

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May walked downstairs and into the kitchen mentally preparing herself to tell her grandma something that she has been thinking about for a while.

"Hey, sweetheart I was just about to come to find you. Is everything okay?" Natasha asked while finishing putting away some dishes.

"Yes but I need to talk to you about something important."

Natasha put the tea towel down on the counter and turned to face May. "Of course honey, you can tell me anything."

"Grandma, I think, no wait I know I definitely know. 100% well maybe not 100 but..."

"Natasha put her hands on her granddaughter's shoulders "it's okay sweetheart take your time."

May took a deep breath and looked down at her hands and started playing with her fingers. "I'm gay." She whispered as if it was something to be ashamed of. "I like girls the way I'm supposed to like boys."

A wide smile grew on Natasha's face she was so glad that May knew she could tell her grandma anything and not feel scared or embarrassed.

She pulled May into a tight hug. "Thank you so much for telling me, sweetheart. It means a lot to me that you felt comfortable enough to share that with me and I'm going to support you and help you with whatever you need."

May hugged Natasha back tighter. "Thank you, grandma. I know that I'm only young and stuff but I have felt this way for a long time."

Natasha pulled may out of the hug and cupped her face. "No matter what I'll always be so proud of you. You're so brave for telling me."

Tears of happiness started filling in May's eyes. "Thank you for supporting me, grandma."

"I've got something to tell you too." Natasha wiped the tears away that fell from May's eyes. "Tony has found a way to bring your parents and everyone who disappeared all those years ago home."

May couldn't believe what she was hearing her parents were coming back "Is it true are they really coming back?"

Natasha nodded "You can go ask him if you want he's in the lab like always."

May nodded then ran to Tony's lab.

When she ran into the lab Tony was building something.

She ran over to him "Is it true that there's a way to bring my parents and everyone back?" She asked breathlessly.

"That's the goal kid," Tony replied not looking away from whatever it was he was building.

The smile that hadn't left May's face sudden faded when a million questions began running through her mind.

"What if they don't like me? What if I'm a disappointment to them? what if they aren't as great as grandma says they are? what if..." May spoke aloud pacing around the lab.

"Listen kid I get that you're having some sort of life crisis here but can you please do it elsewhere I've got a lot to do." Tony sighed.

"Right sorry," May said then quickly left the lab.

---⧗---

A few days had past Tony had finished figuring out the way to bring everyone home.

Natasha took May to a place where she would be safe but she didn't tell May why she had to stay there.

May waited and waited in one of the bedrooms but her grandma still hadn't returned she was starting to worry that something bad happened to her.

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May looked up when the bedroom door opened and saw Natasha walk in. She ran into her grandma's arms and gives her the biggest hug in the world. "I thought something bad had happened to you."

"I'm so sorry for scaring you sweetheart the mission took a little longer than expected but I've got a surprise for you downstairs.

Natasha took May downstairs and covered her eyes when they got to the last stair and carefully led her into the living room.

A young couple was waiting in the living room for them.

When Natasha took her hands away from May's eyes and she saw who was standing in front of her tears started forming in her eyes. She recognised the couple from the pictures and she knew those were her parents. "Mommy, daddy." She ran over to you and Peter and hugged you both as tightly as she possibly could.

You couldn't believe how big your baby girl had gotten or that you were holding her in your arms again.

You pulled her away from you and cupped her face and started to study her facial features. She had Peter's brown hair and your green eyes. She looked so much like you when you were a child.

A few tears fell from May's eyes and you wiped them away with your thumbs. "My baby is no longer a baby anymore she's all grown up."

"I'm nearly 10 years old mama I'm definitely not a baby anymore," May told you.

You couldn't believe what you were hearing you missed 6 years of your daughter's life." I promise you my love me and your daddy are never going to leave you again."

---⧗---

You kept your promise and you and Peter hardly ever left May and you did all that you could to make up for the years that you had missed with her.

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firegal19 · 1 year

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Peter: Y/n got into a fight at school.

Steve: Is she ok?

Bucky: Did she win?

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wandanatsbaby · 10 months

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there's this kid around peter she who's new to the team. peter plays a prank to get her to loosen up to the team and possibly make another friend so peter somehow gets her to leave her room and locks her ina. dark closet as a prank but he doesn't know that she's scared of the dark bc of hydra nat and tony find her later and get on peters ass. he tries to apologize but she doesn't wanna hear that shit now any chance he had of being her friend went out the window along with any chance of her finally bonding with the team and peter is tryna fix that. rest is up to you

Prank

Pairing: Avengers x reader, Peter Parker x reader (platonic)

Warning: Angst, hurt, Peter being sweet at the end

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You hummed quietly as you sat on your bed cautiously examining the piece of clothing Natasha had gifted you. A knock on the door pulls you from your thoughts. With hesitant steps you make your way to the door and crack it open to reveal Peter Parker. You remember him from the meeting you were required to go to as a way to meet the others. He was about your age and seemed friendly enough.

He gives you a smile and a wave before he begins talking. “Hello! I'm Peter. It's y/n right?” you give him a nod and shuffle on your feet waiting for him to leave. “The others wanted me to let you know that we have a meeting in 5 minutes.” With that he walks away.

Closing the door you sigh and lean against it. Walking over to your closet you pick out some clothes and get dressed and quickly brush your hair before heading out of your room and down the hall.

As you're walking you hear a noise coming from a closet. Looking around you open the door and frown when you see nothing. Before you could walk away you are quickly shoved into it and the door locks.

“Hello? Hello! Let me out!” you scream as tears run down your face. Visions of Hydra quickly enter your mind and you fall to the floor screaming and crying. “Let me out! I'll be good, I promise! Let me out!” The compound begins to shake and Peter begins to get worried.

Footsteps are heard followed by a loud voice “Peter what's going on?” Mr. Stark says. The door opens revealing Natasha, Tony, and Peter on the other side. All three look at your shaking body worriedly. Natasha is the first to move. She slowly makes her way to you and reaches out but you flinch back. She gasps as not even a moment later you run past her down the hall and to your room. The door slams shut and the shaking dies down slowly.

“What were you thinking Parker!” Natasha shouts at the boy as she stares daggers at him.

“I was just- I thought that. It was just a prank! I thought it would loosen her up! I thought that maybe she would open up and want to be friends!” He says as tears come to his eyes.

“So you lock the poor girl in a closet!” Natasha shakes her head and looks to your room debating whether or not to go check on you. WIth a sigh she looks back at Peter. “You better fix this.” Walking away she walks towards the elevator.

“Mr. Stark?” Peter says but Tony just shakes his head and follows after Natasha.

A week after the incident, Peter stands outside your door with some chocolate and an apology that he had practiced for hours to make sure it sounded okay. With a deep breath he knocks on your door.

Opening the door and spotting Peter you immediately go to close it but he quickly holds it open. “Wait! Please just let me explain.” He begs. You stand stiffly and cross your arms as you wait for him to speak. “What happened that day I didn’t know that you would react like that. If I did I wouldn’t have done it. I just was going to prank you so that-”

“A prank? I do not know what a prank is but I don't need an explanation. Just stay away from me. Tell everyone else that too, would you. I don’t need anymore of these “pranks” happening. I just want to be alone.” You slam the door in his face and he looks down dejected as he watches the chocolates fall to the ground.

“Peter Parker!” Yelena shouts as she walks into the room with Natasha and Wanda hot on her trail. “Fix whatever you’ve done to y/n! I was so close to bonding with her! We were gonna go vest shopping! I was going to make her see the joy in pockets!” She shouts as she points at the boy.

“I-I tried. She won’t accept my apology.” He defends himself and backs up as Yelena glares at him. Yelena would always scare him more than anything in the world.

“Peter Parker if you dont-”

“Yelena thats enough” Natasha calls to her sister. The younger girl huffs and crosses her arms.

Peter stood in your room proud of his work as he looked around at all the glow in the dark stars on your ceiling and the fake flowers, vines, and butterflies that were scattered on your walls. Until now your room had been the exact same since before you started sleeping in it.

As you walked into the room your body seemed to be on Alert. Looking up you gasped at all the things in your room as tears filled your eyes. You continued to look around until you spotted a figure standing in the middle.

“Peter?” You asked softly “What. Did you do this?”

“I did. I asked Natasha if she knew of anything you liked. She said you seemed very happy watching the stars and butterflies so I ask Mr. Stark for some help.” With a choked sob you ran into his arms giving him a hug. He was taken back but quickly reciprocated.

“Thank you!”

“Anything for you.” He whispered.

After that you had begun warming up to the team. You allowed Yelena to take you vest shopping and you both came back with bags and bags of vests each with different amounts of pockets. Clint and Kate showed you how to shoot a bow and arrow. Natasha helped train you with hand to hand combat while Wanda helped you control your powers. Bruce and Tony showed you around the lab and let you help build new suits and technology. Peter helped you learn what a prank was although you were still very confused but eventually both of you ran around the compound pulling pranks on everyone in sight. You finally had a home and you loved it.

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rvlsdlcrx · 11 months

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PRAYERS 【＃000.】

ATSV x Child！Reader

（Also the Miguel O'hara and Child reader I promised🥲）

Chapters:

【＃001.】－HLS.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ【TW!! Mentions of illegal human rights violation such as－illegal and unauthorized human experiments, human trafficking, profanity, vivid mentions of sex, gateway drugs, injuries, blood and such. Please proceed with tender caution for young audiences, thank you.】

Reminders; This will have parts so be patient, it'll be worth it I promise you<33 enjoooyy

Reader is 12 years old so don't even think about it.

English IS my first language, but I've spent majority of my life speaking my native language, so pardon my punctuation, grammar, spelling and error.

Based on the movie itself, huge credits to the studio of the movies and the team for making a great movie<3

Constant editing btw😭

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ✧. ┊ 𝚁𝙸𝚅𝙾𝙻𝚄𝚂 𝙳𝙴 𝙻𝙰 𝙲𝚁𝙾𝙸𝚇

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤWRITTEN BY ©𝙍𝙑𝙇𝙎𝘿𝙇𝘾𝙍𝙓

【#000.】

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ𝙍𝙑𝙇𝙎𝘿𝙇𝘾𝙍𝙓。

－It wasn't long before you felt something rush into your veins, the agony that lingered your muscles to the cells of your body was beyond painful. All you could see before your eyes is the blurred vision of your father's laboratory, and of course. Him.

It's been always like this, ever since your mother had reached her passing since the birth of your brother－Soren. He was just a child and so did you. You knew damn well he didn't deserve to suffer the same faith as you, the same faith of a guinea pig. It sounds cruel－so cruel. But it's reality. And you don't want to live in that reality. No matter how many times you've begged your father－"Daddy! Please! No more… It hurts so bad!", "Daddy! I don't like it! I hate it! Please stop, it hurts!"－but no…

He was cruel.

……………………………………………………………………………………………………………

Huff, Huff, Huff.

Run, run as fast as you can! You like horses, don't you? Then run like one! You'll reach your goal!

The tender voice of your mother echoed into your mind, and it hurts, as well as your feet and legs as you used them to flee. But can you be free? Attempts after attempts, you'd always end up with a very bad bruise. But not anymore, you seeked the freedom you rightfully deserved. Your new given and unfortunate abilities give you the advantage. You used your own curse to flee the curse. It was painful. But it was worth it.

The red lights wash you disgusting, seeing things that shouldn't be seen by a child. Moans of greed and lust in stores, the face of pleasure on a woman's face. Your eyes watered as you see the cruel side of the world. Your panting became frantic as you heard a voice calling out your name behind you as you ran. It was a mad voice, and you didn't want to hear it anymore. You were desperate for freedom, you were sure you'd escape.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ"[NAME]!! COME BACK HERE! WE'RE NOT FINISHED!" You were scared to come back, your foot splashing the wet puddles of the cement floor as you ran. You were still running at the reeked alleyway of red. It was difficult if you found yourself bumping into someone as your hands would stick to anything that came in contact with it. The way you'd become so desperate that you began to run on walls, expecting to fall. You stayed.

So you ran, jumped and leaped, you've almost done everything just to escape him, and once you finally did, you were no longer in that red, reeked alleyway. You found yourself on the sidewalks of New York. You took a second to catch your breath, and now you smelled the scent of freedom. It took you a second before your eyes blurred with tears, you looked at the city and you were becoming overwhelmed. This is the freedom you've sought. This is finally it. Your war has ended… But the battle was beginning.

Suddenly, you felt your senses tingling and so suddenly. The whole city glitches and you see yourself being pulled to a wormhole. You were dragged into somewhere nauseous. You saw colours of the rainbow around you as well it's hysteric glitching, you were becoming overwhelmed. Confusion flashed before your eyes. As your body was going with the flow of the wormhole, you felt the vibrations of the violent voice from your father. You turned around and saw him holding a knife, he was still after you.

You tried to get away, and you did. You fell above the city, possibly in mid air－then it was it. You thought this was accidental suicide. But you accepted fate with open arms. You were going to die anyway. But your body moved by its own mind, not yours. Your wrist released webs and you were starting to swing at the buildings of the city. It was a miracle… A confusing one. But the feeling of air brushing against you feels euphoric, so you mindlessly continue to swing with your unfortunate abilities.

You felt freedom, the freedom that you've sought for so long. You saw the horizon of the sky and the city, divided in a perfect way. You felt a warm sense of appreciation in your chest, to the point you could've sworn that you have been swinging with a blurred vision caused by the tears in your eyes. It was delightful.

You aim from building to building as you swing with your webs, left to right you go as you hold onto the web. People around and under you are looking in your direction, either in awe and surprise. Some even yelled the alias; "Spider-Girl!" which you found confusing. You noticed to yourself that your face was bare to the eyes of the clueless yet curious citizens.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ"Shoot." You cursed under your breath, you immature swinged somewhere on the city until you found a subway. No hesitation did you swinged at the entrance, you looked at your back to see your father still chasing after you. You wanted to cry desperately, you wanted to yell how much you didn't want to ve with him. But it's a runner's game at this moment. So you had no choice but to use your legs to run down the subway. The police noticed this and began to chase after you.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ'Great, just great.' That aged up mind of yours sarcastically celebrated as you groaned in annoyance. However, that annoyance had a hint of frustration? That's right folks: Frustration. You ran down the stairs and leaped through barriers of the subway. You saw the police chasing after you as they began to call out for you.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ"Ayo, kid! Stop!" One of the officers yelled to halt down your running. But something on your guts tells you, you don't belong here. Which explained glitchings.

Speaking of glitching, you began to glitch hysterically, flashing colors and becoming a creature of deformity temporarily. The people around you was shocked, even horrified. Before one of them pulls out their phone to record on Facebook live, you felt something under your feet with heavy gravity. You immediately fell on that sudden hole under your feet, it didn't even gave you time to react－even with your enhanced senses.

Tch.

Rude.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤEND OF CHAPTER.

#across the spiderverse #atsv x reader #atsv x you #child reader #angst #spiderman #spiderman: atsv #spider man: into the spider verse #itsv #miles morales #gwen stacy #miguel o'hara #Hobie brown #pravitr prabhakar #peter b parker #jess drew #fluff #cliffhanger #－RVLSDLCRX

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sonicscrewdriverstantz · 13 days

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Headcanons, Being Ray Stantz's Child

gender neutral!reader, child!reader

Being born during the groups college days, and just adding a dose of daily chaos to their otherwise uneventful studies.

Three men and a baby. Enough said. It's absolute pandemonium.

Ray being the mother hen. Egon being the irresponsible father, and Peter being the fun uncle.

You have an entire family, even if not by blood.

Ray bringing you to college with him, and multitasking because he can't afford childcare.

Him using you as someone to rattle off all his theories about the occult and paranormal to before you can even crawl.

Peter uses you as a 'mini wing-man'. Women flock to him because they think you're his child and find the fact that he's a seemingly decent single dad attractive. (GIRL, IT'S THE BARE MINIMUM) Peter being himself, of course, doesn't bother to correct them.

Constant compliments being directed towards you by women, to which Peter's reply is always the same.

'Mhmmm, yeah, they get their looks from their father' *insert cocky, arrogant smirk*

Ray then reminding him that he's not actually the father.

'Oh, no, I know, I was complimenting you, honey' *cocky, arrogant smirk still in place, this smug guy knows exactly what he's doing*

Ray immediately becoming quiet and turning a bright, red colour, stumbling, tripping, collapsing over the English language, of which he's usually quite eloquent with. Then picking you up in his arms, and walking off muttering variants of profanities and insults directed at Peter

This section was greatly inspired by a ficlet my friend, @xraylovers wrote for me :) Thanks for letting me use your idea bestie.

Egon views you as a science experiment... problems ensue.

Days spent leaning over old occult books, the dusty aroma worn like a birthday badge as a testament to the age of the journal drifting into his child's face as Ray carefully reads each line.

Him having no concern as to whether this is proper bedtime story material for a 5 year old, as long as their happy, which, judging from the small inquisitive smile and plethora of questions asked, they most definitely are.

Ray is so excited to have a mini replica of him, just as interested in the occult as he is, someone to share his special interest with and experience the excitement and wonder of it all for the first time through their eyes.

Peter looking upon Y/N as his niece/nephew and calling them 'Baby Stantz' or 'The Littlest Ghostbuster' or variations upon. All the while, Y/N constantly complaining about wanting to be a Ghostbuster now.

Naturally, Peter buys a mini Ghostbusters suit with 'Baby Stantz' custom inscribed as the name tag, as well as a toy replica proton-pack. Which Egon promptly turns into a miniature, but fully-working proton-pack... until Ray confiscates it, sharing some harsh words with Egon about children's safety.

'Ray, I was merely teaching Y/N the proper way to operate a proton pack to prepare them for when they become a Ghostbuster'

'EGON! You can't give a child an unlicensed nuclear accelerator!'

Winston becoming the only semi-normal parental figure you have: Egon knows nothing about children, your dad is an extreme mother hen, and Peter is... himself.

Your dad would often take you out in the Ecto-1, wheels spinning, sirens blaring (after you begged ro have the sirens on, and every time he agrees because he has no backbone when it comes to you). You roll down the window and hold your hand out, letting the air rush through your fingers in quick succession as you take in the sights of New York City.

Despite his initial protest, when you became a little older and he realised how serious and passionate you were about following in his footsteps, your dad taught you how to use a proton pack and ghost trap (while supervised of course!) in the basement. While others your age were playing sports or video games, you were being taught how to wrangle ghosts and spirits.

Despite the dangers and challenges of being a Ghostbuster, you've always been proud of your dad and your family. They're not just heroes to the world, they're heroes to you, too.

#ghostbusters #egon spengler #ray stantz #winston zeddemore #peter venkman #headcanon #ray stantz x reader #ray stantz x child!reader #ghostbusters frozen empire #ghostbusters afterlife #janine melnitz #ray parker jr.#80s #film #movies

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sokoviansimp · 1 year

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I have an idea for The Package au series!

So, Peter Parker wants to bring reader to hangout with him and his friends. Even though reader and Peter both really want to go, Wanda says no. Maybe because Peter is young and so she doesn’t trust him like she did with Bucky and Sam? Anyway, Peter decides to sneak you out when Wanda and Tony and everybody else is sleeping. What’s the harm if he brings you back before anybody notices you were gone right? Reader has a great time with MJ and Ned.

So what’s the problem? You and Peter accidentally fell asleep at Ned or MJ’s house. The next morning, Peter wakes reader up and is rushing to get back home, freaking out the entire time. When you guys get back, everyone is already awake. Peter gets in trouble by Tony for sneaking out and by Wanda for bringing you out without permission. Wanda is so worried but reader is just like, “I had so much fun last night :)”

I can’t wait to see what happens next in The Package au!!!!! <3

Mission: Sneak out

✒ Pairings : Wanda Maximoff, Peter Parker x Child!Reader (platonic)

✒ Summary : Peter wants to take you to meet MJ and Ned but Wanda says no.

✒ Tags and Warnings : none?

✒ Author's Note : My first Anon request!! I was so excited to write this, it really came at the perfect time as I was losing inspiration for writing since I used to bounce ideas and brainstorm fics with a friend that I no longer speak with. Anyway, thank you! And I’m so happy to hear you’re enjoying the series, I hope you like this installment. I am so sorry it took so long 🥲

✒ Word Count : 2299

✒ Read Time: 11 minutes

Masterlist : The Package AU

”Come on, Wanda, please!” Peter pleaded

“No, Peter. It’s just not safe for her to be out of the compound alone. She’s still adjusting to being here and she doesn’t have her powers fully under control yet” She stated, shattering Peter’s plan of bringing you to build legos with MJ and Ned. Though MJ had no interest in the legos really, she would just hang around to banter and spend time with the boys. “Why don’t you have your friends come here?” Wanda offered.

“Mr. Stark won’t allow it” Peter dropped to the couch, defeated.

Wanda didn’t take any joy in seeing Peter this way but she had to stand her ground, it was just too dangerous for you to be out of the compound with a bunch of teenagers. You just weren’t ready for something like that yet.

Eventually, Peter had to break the news to his friends. The next day, they were all sitting together at lunch so he decided that was as good a time as any. Ned was bummed you wouldn't be able to tag along, but MJ didn’t bat an eye, “so, sneak her out.” she said like the answer was blatantly obvious. Ned and Peter were both equally taken aback by this, “what? No way, I- I couldn’t I mean Fr-” Peter begins to ramble and gets cut off by MJ, “It’s simple, tell her you’re going on a secret mission and then return her before morning, Wanda would never even know. You’re Spider-Man, what could go wrong?”

“No, I couldn’t” Peter mulls it over in his head still.

“I knew you two were losers,” MJ quips as she walks away.

The two boys are left sitting in silence at the lunch table for a bit before Ned speaks up first, “I mean- she does have a point, you are Spider-Man”

“Ugh, not you too Ned. Wanda would kill me if anything happened to Y/N, have you ever seen Wanda angry? The last time I saw her angry, she threw a car at Mr. Stark.” Peter frantically explains

“Ok, ok. I’m just saying, nothing would go wrong. We’re just building legos.” Ned rebutted.

“I guess.” the web-slinger considered.

After mulling it over in his head for a few days, he decided to go with MJ’s plan. They were just building legos, it’s not like they were traveling to another state or something, and deep down Peter wanted to impress the girl. So he crafted up a convincing-looking letter, convincing enough for a kid anyway. The letter was a creative way for Peter to convince you to keep the plan a secret. To you, this was a stealth mission that you were hand-picked to complete. If Peter had just asked you to sneak out with him and not tell Wanda, he knew you’d either crack under the pressure or feel too guilty.

With the letter hidden in one of the lego sets you had already built with him, the plan was in motion. Later that day he asked you to play with the set and you stumbled upon the crumpled-up piece of paper.

“What's dis?” you ask tugging on it until became free. The note had a large red stamp that said Top Secret in the upper right corner. Peter put on a stellar performance as he investigated it with you and read it aloud.

“Y/N: Your mission, if you choose to accept it, is to evade detection while leaving the compound premises tonight at 8 pm EST with Agent Parker. Once clear, proceed southbound toward Main St. Await further instructions. Tell no one.”

“A mission?” you were both excited and confused.

“What do you say, Y/N?” Peter asked with the note still in his hand.

“Why us?” you wondered. You’re just a kid, why were you being recruited for a mission? Maybe this is your Harry Potter moment. These thoughts kept swirling around in your head.

“I don't know, but it was even hidden in our legos, whoever sent it knew how to contact us secretly, seems important.”

“Okay, I’m in” you smiled excitedly.

“Great! I’ll come get you after you go to bed tonight then, and we can’t tell Wanda,” he explained.

You nodded in agreeance with the plan, “When will we get more notes?”

“Probably after we finish this one.”

Wanda puts you down for bed around 7 and you end up dozing off before Peter comes to retrieve you. He shakes you gently until you start to stir.

“Y/N, it's me,” Peter whispers, “are you still up for the mission?”

You jolt up excitedly, nodding in response, whatever drowsiness sent you to dreamland before is immediately wiped away as you are ready to embark on your adventure with your friend. The two of you sneakily start to make your way out of the compound, making sure that every room is empty before entering. Once the two of you successfully navigated to the door, Peter directs you in the correct direction.

“We made it!” you exclaim.

“We did, now we just have to find the next note” Peter explained.

You continued southbound from the compound with your eyes peeled for anything out of the ordinary. As you passed an alleyway, you glanced down it and then thoughts of all the different things that may lurk in the dark corners quickly took over as you hurried toward the brightest part of the sidewalk.

About a block later, you come across an envelope taped to a tree. Immediately, you run up to the tree and tear the envelope off, “Found it!” you exclaimed holding the note high in the air for Peter to see.

“What’s it say?” Peter asks as you hand the note over to him to read.

“It says we have to go to this address” he points out

Peter’s place isn’t far from the compound so it doesn’t take long to get there. The trip there was pretty tame, except you noticed a rat scurrying across the sidewalk on the other side of the street and then seconds later a grey cat scurried out from behind a bush as it played the game of chase with the rat.

“What do we do now?” You asked as the two of you walked up to the door to the address on the note.

“We go in” Peter states

“Are you going to climb in a window? OH, or climb onto the roof?” You brainstorm ways that Spider-Man could get into places as Peter unlocks the door and walks in.

“I was thinking of using the front door” he states plainly as a joke.

“How- how did you do dat?” You asked wondering if all superheroes just had universal keys to the city or something.

“I live here,” Peter explained as Ned and MJ shouted “Suprise”

You’re visibly confused as Peter takes you over to the dining room table with the legos, “There’s one more note here, Y/N” he points out for you to read.

You take the note out of the envelope to find the word “Build” written on it. You understand it immediately as you turn to the three others in the room for an explanation, “We’re building legos?” you question.

“Yea, I wanted you to meet my friends. This is MJ and Ned.” Peter introduces.

“MJ? And Ned? Da ones you always talk about?” you wonder

Peter blushes, “I- I mean I don’t always talk about them. But yea, this is them.”

Ned and MJ make their way over to the table with you, “Nice to meet you, Y/N.” Ned offers.

“You too”

The three of you are engrossed in the lego building for a couple of hours as MJ plays on her phone and keeps the boys on their toes as they miss build steps. Once 10 o'clock rolls you start yawning enough for Peter to realize he should probably bring you back to bed.

“Are you ready to head back, Y/N” he asks

You thought about it for a second, you were so engrossed in the legos that you didn’t even realize how tired you were. Once you realized you were ready for bed, you nodded in agreeance.

Before you knew it, you were headed back to the compound.

“Did you have fun?” Peter asks as you continue your trek home.

You nod in response, “I wike your fwiends” you noted, “especiawly MJ, shes rewly pwetty”

Peter smiled at your response, “She is really pre-” he’s cut off as you’re both startled by the sound of a gunshot coming from a store that you're passing by. Peter immediately jumps into action as he finds a place for you to hide, “Stay here, I'll be right back” he mentions as he runs toward the area of the gunshot.

You stay put for a few minutes until you remember that the whole reason you were out with Peter tonight was for a mission. Maybe it was all leading to this, or maybe you just wish it was, after all, you came out tonight to be a hero. So that’s exactly what you plan on doing, you and Peter are partners in this mission, and you’re not going to let him sideline you, so you move toward the store.

When you walk in, you see Peter fighting 4 different guys at the same time and you try to find something that will allow you to help him. There are products scattered all over the ground from the men being knocked into the shelves. You pick up the nearest item and throw it at the bad guy closest to you. It wasn’t until then that anyone even noticed your presence. The man laughs and immediately grabs you, “What do we have here? Is Spider-Man sending kids to do his dirty work now?” he snarks.

“Let me go!” you struggle

“Y/N! I told you to stay put!” Peter scolds as he continues to kick everyone’s ass.

“We’re partners, I help” you defended.

As you tried to justify why you came in to help, one of the men motioned for your captor to leave through the back with you in tow. He scurried out as quickly as possible while you thrashed back in forth in his arms to try and break free. Once the black-haired man had you outside, all the courage you had built up to go and help your friend quickly turned to fear. Your courageous yells soon became cries for help as you could no longer see your friend, Peter.

Before the man could get you into a van, the fear took control over your body to unleash a shockwave, breaking you free from his grip. With the man unconscious on the ground, you ran as fast as you could back to the safe spot that Peter had left you in. Minutes later, after Peter finishes up with the men inside the building, he rushes to the back to look for you. Relieved is an understatement, he sees the man lying knocked out on the ground and he knows you must’ve gotten away. The only issue now is, where did you go?

“Karen, are you seeing any traces of where y/n headed?” he inquired to the artificial intelligence in his suit.

“Size 3 footsteps indicated on the infrared scanner show that she most likely headed northeast,” Karen informs as she overlays the infrared scanner into Peter’s field of view.

“Perfect! Maybe she headed back to the spot I left her in earlier”

Once Peter finds you, he checks you over to make sure you’re ok; and while you are very shaken, physically you are fine. “You could’ve gotten seriously hurt, Y/N.” Peter scolds as the two of you begin walking back towards to compound again.

“I sorry, I- I just thought dat I should help cuz we’re on a mission togeder”

He can’t help but smile at that, “You’re going to be a great Avenger one day”

“I am?”

“Yea, but listen, no one else at the compound can know what we were up to tonight” He reminds you

“Right, right. It’s a secret mission. I renember.” you state nodding you head in agreeance.

When the two of you pull up to the compound, Peter scales the side of the building with you on his back, until he reaches your room. His plan, however, is ruined when your window is completely locked from the outside with no way to get in. Karen can’t even get it open as there is an override to keep it shut from F.R.I.D.A.Y.

His only other option is to take you back in through the front entrance. That should be ok though, after all, that is the way that you two escaped in the first place. The entrance is clear, all is looking good until they reach the common room. Tony and Wanda are just sitting there waiting for you. Peter stands there frozen for a second until Tony finally breaks the silence. “You wanna tell me where the two of you were or should I ask Karen?” he states dryly as you leave Peter to run with your arms toward Wanda. She stands from the couch to engulf you in a comforting hug as she lifts you up, “Hey, detka, are you okay?” She says removing the strands of hair from your face to thoroughly look you over.

You nod as you nuzzle into her shoulder. It was far past your bedtime and it only took a slight bit of comfort from Wanda to remind your body of how exhausted you were. “I’m going to bring her up to bed. I’ll deal with you tomorrow.” She says as she shoots a glance laced with daggers at the man of webs.

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freestyle-crocodile-trashpile · 8 months

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Crush?

[A/n:So I got this idea when my nephew was telling me about his crush, and it's so cute listening to little kids talk about their crush 😭😭 also, I aged up there babies for this]

Summary:Their kids have a little crush on you

Type:Hcs: Miguel + Jess + Peter & their kid

Version:Atsv

Peter B Parker

Omg, his heart is melting on the inside

Hearing mayday come home and immediately tell him about her little crush really got him

Almost cried

Miguel was a victim to this story

Literally was so happy for her, like he couldn't hide the smile on his face

He just found it so adorable and couldn't help himself

He quite literally told everyone who talked to him about it

Miguel O'Hara

He was ready to fight murder her crush

But he couldn't deny the fact he found it cute

He also told Gabrielle about his first crush

He acted annoyed when Peter told his story, but if his work wasn't so exhausting, he'd do the same

He looked forward to seeing how Gabrielle and her crush would end up

His heart would melt if she got her crush something for valentines day

He couldn't help it, him and Peter talked about their kids and their little crushes for hours

Jessica Drew

She would be so happy

Especially if she met her kids crush

It makes her happy when she sees her kid talking so passionately

Her, Peter, and Miguel have a little unofficial club just talking about their kids

She honestly loves it, and openly tells her kid how cute she finds their little crush

Bonus points if her kid is embarrassed

If her kid gets their crush something, she'll 100% help them find the perfect thing

[A/n:Okay, I had to think alittle hard fir Jess's, I was abit stuck. I hope you enjoyed, and hopefully I can start getting more story's out]

#atsv peter b parker #atsv mayday #atsv gabriella #atsv miguel #atsv jessica #atsv x male reader #atsv x reader #child reader

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venomsvl · 11 months

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Whats Never Enough! (T.S) about?

Basically tony stark being a shit father to y/n and never paying her any attention few years forward since she came to live w him after her mom died who abused her, tony gets close to Peter Parker and saying that he's the kid ge never had

Here is the summary that's going to be posted if I ever (which is never) finish it

Summary: all you ever wanted in your life is to feel loved and wanted. And you expected your father, Tony Stark to provide that but you were wrong.

#tony stark x reader #tony stark #peter parker #marvel #iron man #tony stark x daughter!reader #tony stark x teen!reader #tony stark x stark!reader #tony stark x child!reader #stella chaos

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book-place · 2 years

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A Shot of Ice Cream

Warnings: shots/ needles, let me know if I missed any :)

Pairings: Peter Parker x sister reader

Request: could you do tom!peter parker with sister or daughter reader that has a phobia of needles and his taking her to get shots of some type? <3

Request by: Anon

*not my gif*

Summary: You need to get a shot. The only problem is that you have something along the lines of a phobia of needles

A/N: Sorry I haven’t been doing much lately

Please don’t plagiarize my work, you may reblog if you like but I’m asking that you don’t steal my hard work

It was a joke. It had to be. There was no way that your older brother was serious, he hardly ever was. So why start now?

If there was one thing that you knew for a fact it was that he loved teasing you in any way that he could, and even though this seemed a bit extreme, you wouldn’t put it past him. He had a tendency to be a bit extra at times.

So that should have summed it up, one big- stupid- dramatic joke.

Once the conclusion dawned on you, you couldn’t help but burst into a fit of laughter, rocking back and forth on the maroon cushions of the couch, holding onto your stomach as you began laughing even harder.

All of that halted though, when you looked upon Peter's face. It was pulled up in a half grimace, half look of sympathy.

“Sorry, Bubs,” He cringed, “I’m not kidding right now.”

A deadpanned look immediately overcame your face, masking your features in a way to make it impossible to detect what you were thinking. But your brother was practically a mind reader at this point when it came to reading you.

“I know, I know.” He quickly rushed out, edging forward in the matching armchair across from you, “But Aunt May’s at work, and this appointment can’t be rescheduled… I’m afraid I’m gonna have to bring you myself.”

There were about three full seconds of peace before the room exploded into screams.

Tears began to pour out of your eyes in a merciless flood without so much as a hitched breath for a warning, your head tilted back towards the ceiling as your eyes snapped shut.

Though you didn’t act like it sometimes, you were still a kid, only nine years old, and the thought of going to a doctors office- to get a shot, nonetheless- terrified you to the core.

Peter’s face didn’t even show the slightest bit of surprise or panic. He knew you were going to react like that.

He gracefully stood up and made his way over to you, crouching down in front of your sobbing form, “Shh,” The tone was soothing as he reached up to rub up and down your back gently, “I know, I know.” His previous words repeated, “But it’s going to be quick, and I’ll be with you the entire time.”

Your cries didn’t so much as slow at his words.

The boy sighed, knowing there was only one thing left that he could do, “We can go out for ice cream after.” He promised.

Immediately, as if simply turned off by a switch, your sobs ceased and your eyes opened and found their way to your brothers face.

“You promise?” You sniffled slightly.

He smiled softly, reaching a hand up and putting his pinky midair in between you two, “I promise.”

There was only a seconds pause before you wrapped your finger around his much larger one.

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Noticing your bouncing knee and glancing around eyes, Peter quickly reached across from his seat beside you and squeezed your leg reassuringly.

You were both in the doctor's office, waiting for someone to come in as you prepared to get your shot.

Then there was a knock on the door, and your breathing hitched while your body tensed up even more.

“Come in.” Your brother called, not taking his gaze off of you.

“Hi, there!” The doctor greeted, closing the door behind her as she entered.

Her pink scrubs with joyful flowers over them swooshed as she walked over to the table you were sitting on and stopped in front of you with a large and kind smile.

“And you must be Y/n.” She said cheerfully, sending a little wink your way as the elder Parker got up to shake her hand.

You nodded shyly, looking down at your bright green sneakers that you kicked back and forth in the air.

She scanned her clipboard, “If I’m not mistaken, you are getting a shot today.”

Her gaze flickered over to Peter, who gave her a nod of affirmation and he quickly mouthed ‘doesn’t like needles’, when he knew you weren’t looking.

The doctor's eyes softened even more and she nodded in understanding.

“So, Y/n,” She said, turning around and preparing the needle out of your view, “How’s school going for you?”

“Good.” You mumbled.

“What’s your favorite thing to learn about?” She asked sweetly, trying to keep your mind off of what was to come.

“Art.” Came your reply, far more confident this time.

She let out a gasp, “You’re kidding! That’s my son's favorite too! He’s about your age, actually.”

As she went to turn around, Peter noticed how your eyes were about to latch onto the object she now held in her hand, and he was quick to try and grab your attention.

“Bubs!” He cried a bit too quickly, but it worked. Your e/c orbs swept over to him, “Look at this.”

Gently, he took your hand and held it up in the air, making sure your gaze stayed away from the needle being prepped.

Then he left your hand hanging in mid air before putting his massive one right up against your tiny one, “Look how big my hand is!” He exclaimed, making a funny face for your benefit at the difference.

That emitted a giggle out of you.

The needle drew nearer to your skin.

“Now let’s see how strong that hand is.” He was quick to say, formulating a plan in his head on the spot.

With a grin, you gripped his hand as hard as you could, putting every bit of concentration into it to show your big brother that you could be strong.

“All done.” A clear- and slightly amused- voice said from behind.

You turned around, dropping Peter’s hand as your eyebrows furrowed in confusion and you blinked up at the doctor, “Done with what?”

She grinned, “The shot! And might I say, you did an amazing job.”

Your eyes widened looking from the needle in her hand to Peter- also grinning- beside you.

He quickly took your head and placed a kiss on the crown of your head, “I’m so proud of you, Bubs.”

A smile slowly spread across your face as you looked up at him, “Does this mean I get ice cream now?”

Laughter filled the room, “Yes, yes. It means you get ice cream now.”

We Are Groot 🤎- @lovanitu @jvdethirlwall @ineedmorefanfics2 @sambucky8 @spidyyparker @irethepotato @femalemarvelself @mukbee @its-hell @ip747

#platonic #platonic imagine #x reader #marvel #mcu #mcu x reader #child reader #marvel x reader #the marvel cinematic universe #peter parker x reader platonic #peter parker x reader #peter parker x sister!reader #peter parker #spiderman x reader platonic #spiderman x reader #spiderman x sister reader #spiderman

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pastaxandria · 7 months

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The Red Thread: Chapter 155

The Library of Pastaxandria has recorded for its shelves: Chapter 154 of The Red Thread.

Ship: Matt Murdock x F!Reader

Chapter Summary:

You paused where you’d written down, ‘Hrairoo: Orchid Suspect One’, to glance down at the three elderly women gathered around the small table. “I heard some kids at school say they saw her on the roof doing weird stuff with a bunch of candles once,” the kid said thoughtfully as Mrs. Hrairoo drew a series of cards from the deck and set them down in a familiar formation. It was a pattern you knew from somewhere—cards arranged into a rough cross, with another line of cards beside it. Damn it, I know this one, come on brain. You just needed a nudge, something to stir your brain into remembering. “Also she has a ton of glass jars—you have no idea, like… so many jars, man. But I swear, no one bakes bread like her. That stuff’s magic.” Wait a second. Now you knew where you’d seen that card pattern. And if that was the pattern Mrs. Hrairoo was laying down, then that meant… …those were definitely not your normal, average, everyday playing cards. Or: in which your old skillset comes in handy.

Wordcount: 5.9k

Warnings for this chapter: none!

Read me on AO3 because that’s where penguins hang out

#the red thread #matt murdock x reader #matt murdock x f!reader #daredevil #matt murdock #fic #fanfic #reader fic #x reader #reader insert #peter parker is in the building ya'll #gonna have a sort of slow build friendship between them all because peter needs more hero friends #also we're headed towards Team Nelson And Murdock adopting this child into their circle that is our endgame people #gradually getting to know how Peter plays with everyone else in my head and i think it's going nicely

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firegal19 · 1 year

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Five minutes later

One minute later

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silkscream · 1 year

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He feels your heart beating, too, and you can hear his. It's a loud bang that resonates in between your eardrums. It’s that shared venom that makes your bodies so acquainted with one another. You briefly consider whether a human body can overheat and burn away simply by being touched by another. You wonder how human the two of you can really be.

#made an angel unaware mb because that's my child........#also i was bored #peter parker x you #peter parker x reader #peter parker smut #best friends to lovers #moodboard

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rvlsdlcrx · 10 months

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PRAYERS 【＃001.】－HLS.

ATSV x Child！Reader

ㅤㅤ(Some comedy to warm yall up in the next😋)

【＃000.】＜－Chapter one

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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ【TW!! Usage of vulgar/foul language, acts of violence, choking and cringe yet realistic events. Please proceed with tender caution for young audiences, thank you.】

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Reminders; This will have parts so be patient, it'll be worth it I promise you<33 enjoooyy

English IS my first language, but I've spent majority of my life speaking my native language, so pardon my punctuation, grammar, spelling and error.

Reader is 12 years old so don't even think about it.

Constant editing btw😭

Btw please checkout my playlist I made for the reader and some ocs that'll be shown in the near future

PLYSLST!!! (I'm not good at making playlist sorry😭)

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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤWRITTEN BY ©𝙍𝙑𝙇𝙎𝘿𝙇𝘾𝙍𝙓

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－The heavy gravity that pulled you somewhere unknown made you confused, maybe even somewhere beyond confusion. You hated the way how you're experiencing this, you were raised in a fucking laboratory for God's sake, a laboratory where everything horrible to you was explained, and the idea of confusion scares you.

You realise you've been on your head for too long, you have to curse the philosophical, existential crisis coping mechanism that constantly makes you airheaded. You looked at your surroundings to see a white void filled with… holes? You looked under your feet and noticed you were floating in 0 gravity. Your mind immediately jumps to conclusions.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ"I'm in space!?" You yelled, and surely, your voice didn't echo inside the void. As far as you know－or you know you did, a void where 0 gravity exists, possibilities there will be no oxygen. Uh oh…

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ"Feeling breathless?" A tone asked you, appearing from a black hole beside you. You questioned… Why, where, what, when and how are you present in this space. And looking at the questioning figure beside you, yeah… He didn't have a face.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ"Creepy." You said nonchalantly to the 'person' who was popping out of the hole. When you've stated your opinion to him, he took this as an offence as he gasped then placed his hand on his chest.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ"Excuse me!? It wasn't my fault I turned out like this!" He yelled with him floating－yeah… floating－right in front of you, getting out of that black hole where he was previously. The sight of it? You found it rather disturbing, he was a completely white man. Like literally white, no face or ears, he was naked but his parts which were kept private weren't weren't there? You looked at him suspiciously and observed him, which he found more offending as he spoke to break the awkward silence.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ"Hey- Kid? Checking people out is rude." The white… man..? Yeah no, let's not call him a man just because he's similar to one. So it's safe to say that he's an individual. He was there snapping his fingers at you to get your attention, you ABSOLUTELY know that you're looking at him with visible judgement. But who is he to say you're checking him out? You almost laughed at his accusations as you spoke.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ"Checking you out? Please, I'm not even interested in… an abomination such as you." Did you have regrets saying that? No, did you have shame? Not at all either. Your cocky attitude may or may not mare him pissed off as he's on his way towards you, you suddenly felt that black hole appear behind you as he looked－is possible－immediately grabb ed your neck. His grip was tight but something made you feel like you're suffocating.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ"You're just like him…" His tone definitely reeked frustration and realization. Hearing upon his statement made you confused, which again made you hate it so you groaned in frustration. Heck, you absolutely don't have a mind what was going on, and your annoyed confusion leads you to deadly curiosity. You raised your brow at him while you asked with that deadly curiosity that lingered your mindless brain.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ"What the heck do you even mean－"

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ"You know exactly what I mean." You were cut off by him with an intimidating voice, and you were sure without a single doubt. It definitely sounds like him. Shivers travelled down your spine frantically, and this worried you a lot. You're unable to stare at him, but he was able to look at you despite not having eyes to see. But you know that he's looking at you.

Your eyelids widened at that realization, your senses reacted in such a way that made you feel a piercing pain on your head. You hissed at sudden pain and the highly sensitive reaction your senses told you. You were immediately pushed into the black hole with that guy's fingers wrapping around your throat, you grabbed his wrist as you furrowed your gaze at him. It was a hard glare of growing hatred.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ"Who are you anyways!?" And his response was a chuckle. A chuckle of growing confidence. This attitude somewhat made you disgusted at him with his cockiness.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ"I am the Spot." He introduced, you could've sworn the name he called himself was already a circus itself－if not a circus then an industry of a god damn joke.

With his dumb introduction, your back immediately met the hard concrete ground－surprisingly-! It didn't hurt, you sighed with vivid relief. But now… You found yourself in an unfamiliar place, it was dimly lit with the only source of light being a deep purple ambience. You grunted and so did he. You stood up and facing him with furrowed eyes, he looked at you as he made some holes appear behind him and some surrounding you. You clicked your tongue in response as you said.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ"Portals, huh?" A hand was placed on your hip as you asked with a little smirk, Spot then charged at you while he answered in agreement. His attack was too easy to read as you jumped above him and landed with your back facing his. In a blink of an eye, you webbed him to grab him by the back of his neck as you whispered.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ"You better get me home… Spot." You commanded. This made Spot laugh at you, and sure as hell this made you annoyed as your father. The pressure and embarrassment you felt randomly when he did this to you made you return the choke with a deadly grip. You furrowed your brows as you repeated.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ"I said… Take me back home, Spot." Again you said, and the only response to you was sending you to another hole and appearing in an apartment. Your grip was still with him, but what you did was to send a kick on his throat and slide yourself backwards to distance yourself from this abomination.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ"Oh no… I won't do that." Spot answered with him getting up from your attack, running up to you again with a slow pace. Looking at him trying to run and show an intimidating visual by laughing, you just know－what he's doing is highly embarrassing. He was running towards you like a coward, you couldn't help but slap your palm to your face and rub it downwards until grabbing your lips and groaned with embarrassment and annoyance for this grown ass adult.

Honestly－"What the fuck." Is your response, just when he's so close to you. He slipped to his own own hole－or portal, whatever the fuck you even call it－as he screamed with a cut off.

You only looked at where he fell and stood there awkwardly, trying to collect what happened this day. Confused as you were, you shifted your position to look at the apartment you're in. You then let out a confused yet doomed－

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ"Fucking-"

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For my bb: @otaku-degenarate <3333 here u go(*˘︶˘*).。.:*♡

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soralinklokidottirofmirkwood · 4 months

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Kid Iron: mentor Peter x child reader x avengers.

Age 11: Reader Chan is a new hero with telekinesis powers and helps Peter with his Spider-Man duties but all heck brakes when a popular internet post goes viral.

Y/N-You

F/N-father

M/N-mother

You are in your lab in your mansion making improvements on your suit.

You aunt raised you after your parents died when you were little your aunt is single and doesn't have children of her own but she has lived in the mansion as your live in caregiver since you were 4 months old.

You are a genius like Tony Stark, at least that's what your aunt says.

You are a very smart kid which earned you a spot in Midtown tech high where you meet Peter, Ned and MJ your best friends and Peter also being your mentor.

As your tinkering with your suit you heard your AI Zelda "young mistress Y/N! Peter, MJ and Ned are all here for lunch." She said "Thanks Zel." You said going to the bathroom to wash your hands.

After eating lunch you, Peter, MJ and Ned went to your lab to finish on your suit and make improvements on Peter's.

The boys are fanboying over the design of your suite it wasn't heavy armor like Tony Stark's Iron man suite but it was comfortable and light with the only armor being the iron breastplate, gauntlets, shoulder protectors, knee protectors and mouth protector that you made from titanium iron that your Aunt got you for your birthday "Wow Y/N, you really made it fashionable too." Ned said admiring the light armor that was F/C and silver "I even installed Zelda into my suit." You said "Peter there is a robbery in the Manhattan bank." Karen said "Oh perfect for you to try out the suit. Meet me outside." Peter said walking to a bathroom to change into his suit while you walked into your room.

After changing you went to Peter who is basically fanboying at how cool you look.

You flew with your rocket boots while Peter swung with his webs.

As your flying you hear police sirens close by and see that the bank is surrounded by the police, and civilians "Spidy I see the crime." You said flying down "Got it kiddo." He said swinging down to the scene.

As the police try to keep civilians out of harms way you and Spiderman went towards the police "Perfect timing Spiderman and... umm, who are you?" He asked you "Kid Iron." You answered making everyone whisper "Don't worry she's my new ward." Spiderman answered to the people "Alright Kid Iron let's go." He said walking into the bank with you following.

In side the bank you see a bunch of men wearing rabbit mask "Ohh bunnies." You said in a fake fangirl voice making Spiderman laugh "Yeah! What are rabbits doing in New York? Hey kid we should call the pet store." Spiderman said playfully making you laugh "Because we found some poor bunnies that need good homes." He said webbing a charging burglar to the floor with ease, you lifted another with your telekinetic powers.

You two continued fighting the burglars until all of them are webbed up so the police can collect them.

Outside of the bank you see people cheering for you and Spiderman, you two are bombed with questions which were easy to answer like how you two meet, how you became Spider-Man's ward, your powers etc.

After answering questions you and Peter head back to the mansion unaware of a man wearing a Starks industry T-shirt taking a picture and posting it on instagram saying "Does Iron man have a kid?" Plus a video of you and Spidy answering questions unaware of the trouble this post will cost.

At Avengers tower:

The avengers were having a relaxing day chilling, watching movies, drinking, talking, eating snacks and taking turns trying to lift up Mjölnir.

After the lifting competition Tony gets a notification from his instagram.

Curious he clicks on it and spits his drink out "WHAT IN THE NAME OF ALL THAT IS HOLY IS THIS?" He screams out making his teammates/ friends jump "Geese Louise Tony." Rhodey said walking up to see what got the billionaire's iron boxers in a bunch "WHAT THE!?" He said soon all the avengers see what was going on "Tony, I didn't think you and Pepper had it in you." Clint said looking at the picture of a young girl with H/C hair up in a ponytail, E/C eyes, S/T skin and wearing blue and silver armor with black shorts, black thigh high socks with electronic designs on them, black converse shoes and a strange face mask styled like a gas mask "Oh look a mini Iron man but female and man of Spiders is with her." Thor said pointing to the picture of the kid and next to her was Peter in the suit "That kid has a lot of explaining to do." Tony said gripping his phone.

The next day:

You, Peter, Ned and MJ are on your way to Peter's apartment together for game night while getting sandwiches, drinks and snacks on the way.

When you're in front of the building you see an unfamiliar car parked in front of the building "Did someone get a new car?" You asked the four teens who looked pale from the car 'Oh boy, what did I do now?' Peter thinks to himself in terror "No one in this building owns that car." Peter said as all of you entered the building and head to the apartment but you see a man you never thought you'd have the chance to see "Anthony Edward Stark. AKA Tony Stark of Starks industry or when saving the world Iron man." You said excitedly getting to meet your hero who had a cocky smirk on his face "It's great meeting a fan." He said but his smirk turns into a frown as he pulls out his phone "Especially one who is Spidy's young ward." He said showing you an instagram picture and video of your alter ego from yesterday titled "Does Iron man have a kid?" Making you pale "what the?" You whispered in shock that someone thinks you're Tony Starks kid "I already talked to May, you four are coming with me." He said until he turns to you "And you got to tell me how you made your armor." He said placing a hand on your shoulder.

At the tower again:

You are basically fangirling on the inside seeing the avengers in one room with you.

They are looking at you with shocked looks but are giving Peter, Ned and MJ disapproving looks "So umm what's this about?" Peter asked but shuts his mouth when he saw all the adults give him glares "Peter Benjamin Parker! Of all the irresponsible things you've done this is the most irresponsible." Steve said "A child, Peter?" Natasha asked "And you're still in training." Said Peitro to Peter.

You looked around the compound feeling bord when you saw a formula that was wrong, you grabbed a marker from the thing and wrote the formula right "Looks like there is another genius." Sam said slurping on his orange soda making everyone look in your direction as you’re on the last number "Sorry, that formula was wrong." You said pointing to the corrected formula on the board making everyones jaws drop "By god no wonder we never got it right. Thanks kid." Bruce said ruffling your hair making you grin and squeal inside 'OMG I just got praised by Bruce Banner himself. Somebody pinch me!' You think to yourself happily.

At the lab:

You stand in front of the avengers who are in shock to learn about the titanium you used for your armor to make it light and your AI Zelda “So you made your own armor along with your own AI?” Tony asked “Yep. Zelda connect to FRIDAY.” You said to your AI “Right away young miss L/N.” Zelda said but when she said your last name the avengers froze “L/N? Like F/N L/N and M/N L/N the late Shield scientist!?” Natasha Aka black widow asked “I didn’t know mom and dad were scientist.” You said in amazement “Like your parents Pete.” Ned said in amazement “Indeed they were a great team together. Until this Hydra agent managed to sabotage their jet.” A dark skinned man with an eye patch came in next to him was to your surprise your aunt wearing strange attire with a symbol you’ve seen one to many times on the news for as long as you can remember “Aunt Charlotte?” You asked fearfully as she struggled in the man’s grip making the room freeze “This Hydra agent is you’re aunt?” The man asked in shock “Yes, she’s my legal guardian until I’m old enough for my inheritance.” You said “I should have that money and mansion, not that incompetent child. I deserve that life style.” Your aunt said revealing that she only agreed to be your guardian for the inheritance but your parents made Sure that it was kept safe incase your aunt did something “Enough! Charlotte Young, you are under arrest.” The man said walking with your aunt in cuffs leaving you in shock and fear “My aunt is in HYDRA…Does that mean, I have to go in the-“ you didn’t want to finish for you’ve heard what it’s like in the system “Nope, you’ll be staying here.” Tony said proudly “Tony…are you?” Pepper asked in shock with a bit of happiness “Yes Pep, we’re adopting this kid.” Tony said making you shock but excited “Really?” You asked “Yep, it would be great to have a kid living permanently here.” He said making you more excited you didn’t realize that you made some stuff float until Peter called out to you “Y/N, your powers.” He said making you turn to see some stuff floating “She has telekinesis?” Bruce asked in amazement “Looks like we’ll need to help her control them.” Tony said grabbing a floating cup and beer “I will help her control them.” Wanda said “As will I.” Loki said “Make me three.” Stephen Strange said coming in through a portal “Doc, there’s this thing called front door.” Tony said annoyed.

Months later:

You, Wanda, Loki and Stephen strange sat in a meditation circle as you all levitated from the ground “Remember to take deep breaths if you don’t get it right little one.” Loki said as he levitated a card and placed it down “your turn kiddo.” Stephen said allowing you to place down your own card “UNO.” You shouted out as you placed the card down on the deck “You won Y/N.” Wanda said happily “This was a great training exercise guys.” You said to your new aunt and uncles when your new mom came in “guys, the pizza is here.” Pepper said “Coming mom.” You said to Pepper who smiled.

When you got to the dining room you saw the rest of your new family “How did training go squirt?” Your new dad, Tony asked “It went great dad, I beat uncle Loki by an 8.” You said making the room burst into laughter while Loki rolled his eyes “Great job Child of Iron.” Thor said scooping you up and tossing you in the air making you cheer from excitement “Aright point break, not too high.” Your Dad said with a laugh “Mr Stark. Peter, MJ and Ned are here.” Friday said “And young Miss your Manga, plushies and Funko pop collection have come, the movers are bringing them up.”Zelda said “Thanks FRI and Zel.” You and Tony said “After lunch we’ll help you unpack.” Steve said gesturing to himself, Bucky, Peitro and Sam “Thank you uncle’s Steve, Bucky, Sam and Peitro.” You said munching on a slice of Hawaiian pizza.

After eating four of your uncle’s helped you carry the boxes to your room “Geese, what’s in here?” Bucky asked as your all in your new room that was an unused room with nothing in it but after Tony took guardian ship over you and your aunt Charlotte got arrested you’re stuff from your old room at your parents mansion was moved to the tower and happy was staying in the mansion until you were of age to inherit it “I think that’s my manga collection.” You said placing the box you were carrying that was probably your plushies.

Once the boxes are placed down and you all opened them Bucky was shocked “Geese your wall is getting full with these things and figures.” Sam said looking at your limited addition hot topic exclusive awaken Nezuko Kamado Funko figure “This could put Coulson’s collection to shame.” Peitro said using his super speed while you used your telekinesis to put things away faster “So what are you expecting from your old house?” Sam asked sitting on the little seat under your single bunk bed where your small flat screen, PS4 and Nintendo Switch are along with your shoe rack “Those boxes are the last things from my house.” You said “She’s going to max out Tony’s credit card.” Bucky said reading one of your Demon slayer mangas “I can pay it off easily.” Tony said walking into the room with Pepper who is holding up a box “Y/N sweetie this Jewelry box is from your mother.” She said “really?” You asked “Yep, your folks lawyer dropped it off and told us to give it to you.” Tony said “I wonder what’s in it.” You said slowly opening it to reveal necklaces, rings, earrings and bracelets mostly in silver “Wow.” You said looking over the jewelry “I know where to put it to keep it safe.” you said walking over to your desktop pc computer and typing in a code opening a safe in the wall making everyone shock “your a genius.” Steve said helping you move the jewelry box into the safe.

That night:

You, Peter, MJ and Ned are all in your room goofing off on Friday night while eating donuts from Crispy creams “Young Miss, Mr Parker there is a mugger in queens.” Zelda said “On it Zel.” you said walking into your walk in closet while Peter went to his own room.

After changing you gave Ned and MJ headsets that allowed them to speak to you and Peter with Ned sitting at your PC that looked over the cameras of queens then you and Peter went to your window “Let’s go Kid.” He said pulling on his mask with you doing the same “On it spidey.” You said as you both jumped out with you activating your rocket boots and Peter his web shooters “Not without me.” Said a voice as you both saw Tony flying out of the window of his lab, after stopping the muggers Tony did an interview on him adopting you.

#the avengers #peter parker #peitro lives #x child reader #platonic #family #found family #x you #x cute child reader

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crushingonevery1 · 5 months

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Hello everyone,

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liliacamethyst · 11 months

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Web of Shadow and Light (Part III)

Sequel to Webs of Fate

Miguel O'Hara x SpiderSun Reader

words: 5.2 K

warnings: secret pregnancy trope, swearing, angst, heartbreak, grumpy/sunshine

Part I Part II Part III

The Spider-HQ echo with an unsettling symphony - a child's piercing cries and the hushed whispers of concern from some of the multiverse's bravest Spider heroes. They stand clustered around the smallest yet most powerful disturbance they've ever encountered - a baby boy. His wails have been echoing through the HQ since Miguel left the room, leaving the baby and dozens of Spider-man behind. Each cry is a call for help that pulls at their hearts, demanding attention, challenging their patience.

After much deliberation and coaxing from the rest, Miguel gave his team an ultimatum - they have until dawn to find an alternative solution, before Gabriel has to be eliminated, before the universe collapses on itself. His voice was a cold whisper when he spoke, "Figure out another way by tomorrow morning, or..." Nobody dares to complete the sentence, not even Miguel, the unsaid words hanging heavily in the air. And with that Miguel was gone, and the baby immediately started wailing and hasn’t stopped since.

Now Gwen, with her brows knitted in worry, rocks the baby with desperate gentleness. Her blue eyes are bright with unshed tears, a look of sheer helplessness painting her usually confident face. Beside her Peter B. is attempting to cheer Gabriel up but his efforts as pointless as they are endearing. The usually funny and charming Peter B seems to be losing a battle of wits with a one-year-old. It would've been humorous, had the situation been any different.

The sight of the little baby boy weeping his heart out, oblivious to the chaos his presence is causing tugs at their hearts, binding them in a collective resolution - they must protect this child. The shadows and the light, entwined in this web they’ve all been thrown into. And the clock is ticking.

Hobie scoops up the little boy, cradling him close in an attempt to soothe his relentless tears. "See, the cow says muhhhhh," he coos. His tiny cries falter, curiosity momentarily replacing distress. He gazes at Hobie with wide eyes, intrigued by the cool looking man. "And the butterfly," Hobie pauses dramatically, "well, the butterfly don’t say nothin’." He continues his little game, while rocking the baby gently in his arms. "And the pig says-"

Miles chimes in with an eager grin, "Oink, Oink."

"Nah, bruv," Hobie laughs. “The pig says, ‘You have the right to remain silent!’”

Gabriel’s face scrunches up, and the waterworks start again. Hobie chuckles, "Fair enough, little fella. Cops make me wanna cry too."

Meanwhile Jessica Drew, clad in her black and white Spider-Woman outfit, her dark locks cascading around her shoulders, is leaning against the doorframe, half entering the room, her eyebrows raised. "Well? I assume he didn’t stop crying?“

Beside her Peter B. with his shaggy brown hair and five o’ clock beard just shakes his head.

“This is nuts. Nothing, and I mean NOTHING is working.“ Gwen states.

In the background, the cries of baby Gabriel cotinue, little fists flailing as he continued his tantrum. Jessica, arching an eyebrow, comments, “He’s still going at it?”

Hobie Brown, just gives her a quick nod. “Oh yeah, the kid has got a set of lungs.”

Suddenly, Pavitr Prabhakar, yelps as a makeshift toy, made out of wood and spiderwebs, hit him square in the forehead. "Ow! And one hell of arm throw."

Methodically, Jessica starts running through a mental checklist. “Diaper?”

Peter B. Parker nods. “Clean.”

“Food?” Jessica glances at Miles who holds a baby food jar and a bent spoon.

Miles, in his black and red suit, shrugs. “Kept smacking the spoon out my hand.”

“Nap?” Jessica's questions further.

The entire room answer in unison, clearly frustrated “Literally the first thing we tried.”

Pavitr smirkes at them. “Jinx.” But his joke is short-lived as Gabriels screams become even louder.

Gwen, then takes charge, “Ok, we have to do something,” her eyes flicking around the room with determination. She points to Jess, “You have to talk to Miguel. You’ve been around him the longest, maybe you can get through to him.”

Jess looks hesitant but nods.

“And Peter,” Gwen turns to Peter B who’s still juggling items in his hands, to entertain the baby and stop his crying. “Get Mayday’s toys. Maybe the baby’s just bored.”

Peter gives a thumbs up. “You got it, boss.”

“And Pav, Hobie,” Gwen instructs, her voice steady. “You need to rally the other Spider-people. We need everyone on board to protect this little guy.”

“Margo, you’re with me, girl. We are paying our old friend Lyla a little surprise visit. Something’s a little fishy with her.” Margo nods eagerly.

As everyone scatters into action, Miles stands there, looking slightly lost and raising his hands. "Hey, guys, you forgot about me! What am I supposed to do? How can I help?" he calls out to the rapidly moving group.

Pav whirls around and points at Miles, "You, take care of the little guy, newbie," he says, as Hobie thrusts the still crying baby into Miles' arms.

"Great," Miles grumbles, balancing Gabriel on his hip and looking down at the squirming bundle of tears.

He starts to bounce up and down gently, trying to imitate what he's seen in movies. The baby continues to cry, unfazed by Miles' efforts.

“Alright buddy, let’s figure this out together. I can swing through New York, so how hard can babysitting be?” Miles whispers to the baby.

Hours drag on and Gabriel's relentless cries continue to echo through the HQ. Despite his earnest attempts, Miles, armed with only his spider powers and limited babysitting experience, is unsuccessful in calming the baby. He’s tried everything he can think of – makinf funny faces, telling funny stories in a soothing tone, gently swinging him back and forth with his web-slinging skills, and even humming a little tune (it was Humble by Kendrick Lamar, but the thought counts, right?). At one point, he even tried to entertain the baby by creating animals out of webbing, but that didn’t work either. The baby is relentless, and his cries only seem to get louder.

In the meantime in Miguel’s office, the echoing cries penetrate through the walls. Migel is sitting behind his desk looking at some documents, while Jess stands in front of him.

“Please, Miguel, it’s a baby boy. How did you imagine doing this, huh?” Jess exclaims, her voice rising. “Did you plan to build some sort of machine to just vaporize him? Or did you think of strangling him with your own bare hands? I know you’re not a monster.” But Miguel's face remains stoic, his eyes never leaving the papers on his desk.

“And look,” Jess continues, pointing vaguely in the direction of where the baby’s cries are coming from, “this baby is already older, and nothing has collapsed yet. The universe is still here.”

“I can’t risk any more lives, Jess,”Miguel responds coldly, finally looking up at her.

“But what if there is another way? We haven’t even tried everything. We have brilliant minds here. Let’s...let’s figure something out that doesn’t involve.. that,” Jess pleads, her voice softening.

Miguel looks at her for a long moment but his expression remains unreadable. The cries of the baby continue to fill the air.

Jess then turns her gaze towards Lyla, , who is stationed nearby, her holographic interface flickering with data. “Lyla, what are the kid’s powers? Run a genetics test, a DNA test. We need something to work with.”

Lyla’s synthetic voice answers in an eerily calm tone, "I have already processed the genetic information, Jessica. Thanks very much, genius. As per my findings, the child’s power attributes remain undefined. In regards to the DNA test..."

Lyla hesitates just a fraction of a second, but enough for Miguel to notice. It's an unexpected response from an AI that's programmed to be efficient and direct. A strange tingle rises within him but he pushes it aside, refocusing on the matter at hand.

“is inconclusive.” Jess squints at Lyla. “Inconclusive? What do you mean? Is he an anomaly or not?”

“He’s an anomaly, certainly. However, the DNA analysis is...complicated,” Lyla maintains her composed tone. “Complicated how?” Jess presses on. “Just...unfamiliar and intermingled genetic markers,” Lyla responds vaguely. “The child is an enigma.”

"Miguel, please" she continues, turning back to Miguel, clearly frustrated with Lyla's vague responses that are not helping her case. Her tone is still serious, "this isn't some variation of a monster, this is a baby."

For a moment, Miguel’s gaze flickers, his usual icy aura briefly wavering. "It doesn't matter," he finally grunts, closing his eyes as if to physically shut out the argument. Jessica's voice turns unexpectedly brittle. "I didn't join the Society to kill innocent kids."

Miguel clenches his jaw hard. "We do what we have to do for the greater good. No exceptions." Jessica takes a deep breath, her next words coming out almost in a whisper. "What if there was my Gerald or a version of your-" she begins, but is quickly cut off.

"DON’T. Don't even go there, Jessica" Miguel growls, his hand forming into a tight fist. "And why the hell is it still crying?"

Jessica's gaze softens slightly. "That child, that little boy, probably misses his parents. Parents who are going through hell right now, searching for their baby." Miguel's fist tightens further, a spark of something, maybe regret, guilt, flashing in his eyes. Jessica presses on trying one last time to convince him. "He was found in 586, right? Maybe we can reconnect with Su-"

"No," Miguel interrupts sharply, his voice a final command. “Until tomorrow morning, Jess,” he finally says in a low voice, putting an end to Jess’ outburst. “That’s all. You can leave now.”

There’s a heavy silence, where the only sound is Gabriel’s distant crying.

Jessica looks at Miguel, her gaze piercing. "Think about what you’re doing, Miguel," she whispers and leaves the room, closing the door softly behind her.

In the heart of the HQ, Margo sifts through the labyrinth of Lyla's concealed data. She uncovers a file that captures her attention – the baby's DNA results. "There you are," she mutters to herself, an air of triumph in her voice. As she opens the file, her eyes widen in disbelief, "Oh no…“

"What is it, Margo?" Gwen asks making her way over to Margo.

Margo's voice trembles slightly. "So, while looking through the hidden data, I found the baby's... there was a parental match."

Gwen's heart skips a beat. “I knew something was was off with Lyla. Of course she knows more. Well, who are the little guy's parents?"

Margo hesitates, then blurts out, "Miguel and Sunny."

Gwen stops dead in her tracks, her mind reeling. "I'm sorry, can you repeat that?"

"The baby's mother is Sunny, and the father is Miguel," Margo reiterates, her voice steady.

Gwen eyes widen. "But... are you sure? I know Sunny's baby. I was there when baby Gabriel was born!“

"Yes, I'm sure. There were two parental matches for the baby in the spider DNA logs:Sun Spider and Spider-Man 2099. When was the last time you saw the baby, Gwen? Babies change quickly at that age." Margo confirms.

"Miguel and Sunny? That's not possible... how have we never noticed that there's something going on between those two?" Gwen's mind whirls with confusion.

"Oh, I noticed," Margo's voice holds a hint of smugness, "The way he was sneaking into her room at night? And the way he looked at her every time she set foot in a room, like a lovesick puppy. It was adorable. Wait, nobody else noticed?"

Gwen splutters, taken aback, "What? No, I... well, he's all 'we need to sacrifice ourselves to protect the multiverse. No more traveling for fun'" she imitates Miguel's voice with a teasing lilt, then she adds, "And Sunnys is literally the personification of a warm embrace."

Gwen's mind whirls but she continues, “ Woah, okay lets focus on the important part. I mean, I knew something was wrong with Lyla, but why... why would she do that?"

"There's more, Gwen," Margo says, her voice shaking slightly. "I found another thing in her data. It's... it's about how she's processing information."

Gwen frowns, "What do you mean?"

Margo takes a deep breath before explaining, "In simple terms, Lyla's been teaching herself new things. She's changing, growing beyond her original programming. Her code is self-evolving."

"And the data about the baby?" Gwen asks, her voice barely above a whisper.

Margo sighs, "She's been... twisting it, making the baby seem more dangerous than it actually is."

Gwen's mind reels with this new information, the world around her seeming to tilt. "But why?" she finally manages to ask. "Why would Lyla do this?"

"I don't know, Gwen," Margo admits. "But we need to find out and warn Miguel. And soon."

Meanwhile in Miguels office, the wailing becomes louder, almost as if piercing through the walls, trying to reach something, or someone. Miguel's face betrays his discomfort, as if the cries are tugging at his walls around his heart. There's a weight on his chest, something unidentifiable that makes it hard to breathe.

Suddenly Lyla’s holographic interface hums. She begins to show the outline various strategies for eliminating the child. Her voice, analtytic but almost cheerful, fills the room. “So, we could create a temporal displacement field, effectively erasing the child from existence. Or perhaps expose him to a slow-acting molecular destabilizer..."

"Based on the trial," she continues unfazed by Miguel’s lack of response. "the device should work as intended, wiping out any of its DNA and trace. Be like the anomaly never existed." There's a hint of satisfaction in her words.

Miguel, until now staring blankly at the wall, finally turns towards Lyla, his complexion pale and his eyes wide.

His insides twist painfully, the mere idea of bringing harm to this innocent child becoming now unbearable.

“Stop,” Miguel chokes out.

“Apologies, Miguel. We must consider all options for preserving the multiverse. You out of all people should know that,”Lyla retorts.

But something within Miguel snaps. His ice-cold distant facade crumbles. Rising abruptly, his chair clatters loudly onto the floor.

Without saying another word, he strides out of his office. “Miguel? Are you listening? Where are you going?” Lyla calls after him, but her words are unanswered in the empty room.

Walking down the hallway, Miguel slows down as he passes the room where the infant's cries come from. He pauses when he hears Miles' pleas inside.

“Little dude, if you stop crying promise I’ll get you some cool kicks. Maybe some baby Jordans? Please, please just stop crying,” Miles pleads, his voice sounding desperate and utterly exhausted.

After a moment hesitation, Miguel pushes open the door and steps into the room. His gaze, sterner than ever, as he takes in the scene: Miles looking near defeat, his energy spent trying to soothe the wailing child, his spider suit rumpled and hair disheveled.

"Enough," Miguel comms sharply.

Miles looks up from where he's been pacing with the baby, his eyes wide like he's just been caught stealing cookies from a jar. “You,” Miguel points at Miles, who is holding the still-crying baby. His voice booms with authority. “Put him down”

Miles, slightly dumbfounded, obeys and carefully lays the child down on his makeshift bed. “I need you to return to Earth 586. Get some of his belongings - toys, blankets, anything you can find," he orders, his tone leaving no room for argument.

"But Miguel--" Miles startsbut gets cut off immediately.

"Now," he says, his red eyes flashing dangerously. Miles opens the portal hastily and disspears to your universe.

The crying has subsided to whimpers, and Miguel finds himself kneeling next to the little one, who reaches out for him. As if on autopilot, Miguel’s hands scoop him up abruptly from the bed.

"Quiet, niño. "Miguel growls at him with a low and threatening tone. "I could just... do it right now." His irritation gets the better of him, and he bares his fangs at the little one. This sight shocks Gabriel into silence for a moment, his big, teary eyes widening at the sight.

But then, to Miguel's surprise, the baby breaks into a fit of giggles, the sound infectious and joyous.

Gabriel suddenly mimics Miguel, baring his own little teeth – two tiny milk teeth and the beginnings of baby fangs peeking from his gums, causing Miguel to stiffen in shock.

Caught off guard Miguel's hold slips and Gabriel lands back on the web-shaped bed with a bounce. The baby's laughter ends abruptly and is replaced once more with tears and cries.

Still in shock, Miguel stumbles back a step, but Gabriel's cries soon pull him back into the present. With a sigh, he picks up the little boy yet again andGabriel immediately snuggles into the crook of Miguel’s neck, his tiny arms winding tightly around his throat. Miguel swallows hard, unsure of what to do next.

Then, almost instinctively, he starts to hum a tune he thought he'd long forgotten. "Tú eres mi sol de la mañana, el sol que brilla..." His voice is barely audible, the words shaky. Gabriel's little body relaxes against him, a content sigh escaping his lips followed by a quiet yawn. He nuzzles closer to Miguel, his tiny breaths falling into sync with the rhythm of the song. "...alegra todo, mi corazón," Miguel coninues softly, his mind flooding with memories. He sees a bright, lively girl with the same curious eyes as the boy in his arms.

"Daddy," Gabriella asks, her large eyes bright with curiosity as she looks up at him, "why do you call me your morning sun? I'm not yellow."

Miguel chuckles at her innocence, his fingers gently tucking a stray lock of hair behind her ear. He cradles her against his chest, looking into those eyes so full of wonder. "No, mija" he replies, his voice soft with affection "you're not yellow but you are my sunshine."

"But why?" She wrinkles her little nose, her childish curiosity making Miguel's heart fill up with love.

"Because, mijita," he begins, pressing a gentle kiss to her temple, "just like the sun, you light up my world. You chase away the darkness with your laughter and your love. You are warmth, you are joy, and just like the morning sun, you are a new beginning, a promise of a brighter day."

Gabriella blinks up at him, her lips curving into a small, and she hides her smile in the crook of his neck. "I like that, Papi," she whispers, "Sing the song again, please?"

“brilla, conmigo, brilla que brilla, alegrandome esta cancion. Tu eres mi sol de la manana…“

Eyes closed, Miguel draws Gabriel unconsciously closer, his heart full, and for the first time he’s feeling a sense of contentment he hasn't experienced in years.

The moment is shattered by the sound of a throat being cleared, pulling him abruptly out of his peaceful trance.

Peter B is standing in the doorway, arms loaded with various dolls. "Wow, he's finally asleep," he remarks, looking between Miguel and the now sleeping Gabriel with a relieved smile. "I was starting to think that was impossible."

Without responding, or even sparing a glance in Peter's direction, Miguel turns away from the door and heads to the bed. He gently places the sleeping toddler down, pulling a small blanket over him. Once he's confident that Gabriel is settled, Miguel quietly leaves the room, his demeanor as frosty and aloof as ever, making no acknowledgment of Peter's presence.

Peter B is quick on his feet, rushing after Miguel. "I brought him toys from Mayday," he blurts out. "She won't miss them. She's not too good at sharing, but I guess she won’t mind in this case."

Miguel continues his stride, not giving Peter so much as a backward glance. "Que maravilla," he mutters under his breath, his tone dripping with sarcasm. Ignoring the dismissal, Peter B. reaches out and places a hand on Miguel's arm, stopping him in his tracks. Miguel raises an eyebrow and glances back at him half-heartedly, clearly not interested in a conversation.

Peter takes a moment, his gaze intensifying. "Hey, boss," he begins, his voice shaky yet determined. "We can't let anything happen to this boy, right?"

At Peter's words, Miguel closes his eyes and takes a deep, steadying breath.

Back on Earth 586, you're in the throes of a meltdown. Your little boy, Gabriel, is nowhere to be found. You've scoured the whole city of Nea Yorkey, every nook and cranny you can think of, but there's no trace of him anywhere. Desperation gnaws at your insides, and fury bubbles up, hot and fierce. Your mind is in turmoil, swirling with anger and fear, clouding your ability to think straight. One thing is crystal clear though: whoever dared to touch your child will pay dearly for their actions.

You're frantically trying to find a way to contact anyone from the Spider Society, while simultaneously considering every possible avenue to traverse the multiverse yourself. Alchemax - the multinational conglomerate known for its cutting-edge research and technological advancements - seems to be your only hope. As you're about to make your way there, a sound from Gabriel's room stops you in your tracks.

Your Spider senses, already on high alert due to the unexpected circumstances, seem to kick into overdrive. Every instinct within you screams that something is about to happen. Your heart pounds in your chest like a wild drum as you slowly approach the room.

Meanwhile, in Gabriel's room, Miles is having his own share of troubles. In his haste, he stumbles over a toy car that starts making an assortment of noises and brightly lit animations. "Ah, this stupid toy!" he curses under his breath.

A thought suddenly crosses his mind and he wonders aloud, "Wait, does he need a blanket?" Just as he's about to reach for a small bunny stuffed animal that lay discarded on the floor, an intense blast of sonic energy sweeps across the room.

Caught by surprise, Miles finds himself flung across the room, his back hitting the wall with a thud. Before he can even let out a gasp, a spider web shoots out, pinning him securely against the wall. There he hangs, suspended, his eyes wide with shock and confusion. His breath comes in shallow gasps as he attempts to comprehend what just happened. Well its safe to say he didn’t saw that coming.

Miles, still stuck against the wall, manages to blurt out, "Who are you?"

"Who am I?" you echo, incredulity lacing your tone. "You break into my son's room and ask me whoI am?"

Your mind races as Miles stammers, "Wait, your son's room? Wait, are you...are you a Spider-person aswell?"

Ignoring his question, you stride towards him, an aura of threat radiating off you. "Stop talking!" you command, "I ask the questions!" In your hand, a ball of solar energy forms, crackling with power and casting a glow across the room.

"Why are you here? Where is my son?" The words are more of a growl than a question, the motherly instincts in you sending waves of danger rippling across the room. "Your son is okay, please don't hurt me!" Miles pleads with a shaky fear laced voice.

Squirmy and visibly frightened, Miles stammers out his confession, "We-we took him...it was our mission... He's an anomaly...we needed to get him out of this universe, send him to his own, so it wouldn’t collapse and interfere with the multiverse...but he doesn't have one, and I'm so sorry..."

His voice dwindles to a murmur, words tumbling over one another in his haste. Amidst his ramblings, your icy inquiry slices through like a blade, "Who instructed you?"

A sharp wince contorts his face, betraying his fear. "Our boss..." he starts, his voice barely above a whisper, "Miguel... Miguel O'Hara."

The energy in your hand dissipates, leaving only shock in its place. It's almost too much to take in - the idea that Miguel, your Miguel, could have done something like this. "He's okay, we... we didn't know he was the son of a Spider-woman. I'm Miles Morales, by the way." he introduces himself, attempting to inject some normalcy into the situation.

"I'm Spider-Sun," you respond automatically, your voice sounding distant to your own ears.

"Wait … you?" Miles' eyes widen in recognition. "You're Sunny?" When you give a numb nod in response, he continues, "You look more like 'Stormy' if you ask me." Your gaze snaps to Miles, the intensity of your death glare immediately silencing his attempt at humour. "Sorry, sorry," he stammers, raising his hands in surrender. "I just...I've heard Gwen and Peter talk about you."

"They never stop talking about you," Miles continues, trying to regain his composure. "They always say you have such a radiant personality and how much they miss you. They take care of your son, don’t worry. Hes safe for now.”

"What do you mean he's safe 'for now'?" you cut him off abruptly, your voice cold and hard. Miles gulps nervously before responding.

"Eh...we have until morning to find a solution for this...anomaly," he stammers. You interrupt him, seething with a fury that makes him cringe. "My son's name is Gabriel. He is not an 'anomaly'," you spit out the words like they are poison, hating the way they make your sweet little boy sound like some kind of mistake.

"Eh, yes, for Gabriel," Miles corrects hastily, "because, eh... if we don't find an alternative, they need to, eh...eliminate..." He trails off, speaking so quickly and softly that you almost don't catch his last word.

"ELIMINATE?????" You scream and for a split second, Miles is sure he sees your eyes blaze with a terrifying, luminating light.

"We can stop them. We can talk to them and say it's your son," Miles says quickly, desperately hoping to calm you.

"I don't talk. Bring me to my son," you demand. Without wasting another moment, you order him to open the portal. "Y-yes, right away, Sunn... eh, Mrs. Sun, eh... Ma'am," he stammers, visibly trembling under your steely gaze.

It takes him two shaky attempts before he manages to successfully open the portal, his hands still unsteady from the encounter.

Back at the headquarters, Peter chases after Miguel into his office. "Boss, all I'm saying is, what if Lyla is wrong?"

Miguel is pinching the bridge of his nose, a deep sigh escaping his lips. The weight of the situation is quickly becoming too overwhelming and he feels himself teetering dangerously close to his breaking point.

Just at that moment, Gwen, Pav, Margo and Hobie burst into the office, their faces set withdetermination. "Miguel, there’s something you need to know. Please hear us out. Margo and I, we found something.Lyla is - ," Gwen starts but Miguel is quick to silence her with a raised hand.

Just as Miguel is about to speak, the lights flicker, casting an ominous glow throughout the room. Hobie looks around nervously. "Is that eh...normal?"

Peter quirks an eyebrow. "Did you forget to pay the electricity bill?"

The lights flicker even more violently, plunging the room into a dance of shadow and light.

With a violent burst, the door is flung open, and a brilliant surge of light blinds everyone. You stand in the doorway, an ethereal aura glowing around you.

"O'Hara!" Your voice thunders through the room, heavy with wrath and revenge. As Miguel turns around to face the source of the sound, a massive, lightning-tinged sonar blast slams directly into his chest. He's pushed backward, knocked off balance before he can brace himself for the attack. He tries to recoverr, to shift into defense mode but he doesn't get the chance. You're relentless, a solar goddess in human form, hurtling blast after blast at him. Miguel has no time to regain his stance, each attack landing with more force than the last.

Gwen makes to step forward, her instincts screaming at her to intervene, but Peter grabs her arm, pulling her back. "That's Sunny," he says, his voice a mixture of awe and concern. Hobie's eyes widen comically. He cocks his head, a smirk playing on his lips. "Our Sunny, eh? Blimey, I never knew she had it in her. That rebellious firecracker," he mutters, a distinct note of admiration creeping into his typically laid-back British drawl.

Miles bursts into the room, breathless and disheveled. He stumbles towards Gwen, his voice hurried and concerned, "I tried to stop her, but she was...she was furious. Woahhh, I've never seen Miguel get beaten like this before."

And he wasn't exaggerating. Miguel was fighting back, his fangs bared, his claws out and ready but he was no match for your rage-fueled attacks. You were right up in his face, delivering punch after punch at a brutal pace

"Where's my son, O’Hara? What have you done to him?" you demand, your voice cutting through the chaos like a blade.

At your words, Miguel's movements falter. His defense wavers, and he barely manages to gasp out, "Your son?" He doesn't dodge your next blow, doesn't attempt to shield himself or strike back. Instead, he allows you to continue.

Miguel is shocked. His reflexes kick in as he sees the next punch coming and he grabs your wrist, halting your next powerful punch aimed for his face. He locks eyes with you, his gaze holding an emotion you've never seen in him before. Is it fear? No, it's much deeper, more profound.

As he stares at you, your luminescent eyes gradually lose their fiery intensity, shifting back to their human form.

"I... I didn't know," Miguel stammers, his voice a trembling whisper. "Lo – lo siento. I – I didn’t know.”

His breaths are ragged, and you can see a war waging inside him.

"But...how?How didn’t I know?" His voice is choked, your wrist still securely in his grip. “Your son?” Miguel continues,his voice is barely above a whisper. His eyes search yours and all he sees is raw, untamed anger with an aching pain that pierces his soul.

“Yes, MY son!” your voice echoes through the room like a whip. “Did you think that you could just take him from me? That I wouldn't come for him?”

Miguel’s grip on your wrist loosens as he stumbles back. His heart feels like it’s about to explode as realization dawns on him. The dark curls, the small fangs the baby had bared at him –pieces of a puzzle start falling into place. His own blood runs cold.

“Where is he, Miguel? Where’s myGabriel?” your voice breaks as you say the name, and it feels like another punch to Miguel's gut.

“Gabr...” Miguel chokes. “No... no...”

His voice is barely audible, the air knocked out of him by the significance of the name. His knees buckle, and he falls on the floor. "NO."

“You, who I thought would protect any child, wanted to eliminate my – our – flesh and blood!” Tears, full of anger and hurt, stream down your face, but your voice doesn't waver one bit.

Miguel, still on the floor, looks up at you with tear-streaked cheeks. “I didn’t know. I swear on my life, on Gabriella’s memory. I-I wanted to do the right thing. I- I never, -Lo siento.”

There’s a moment of tense silence as you look down at the shattered man before you,the love of your life, the father of your child, who almost made the most horrifying, unforgivable mistake.

Just then, from another room, the faint sound of a baby's cries pierce through the heavy atmosphere. You abruptly yank your wrist out of his grasp and towards the door to leave.

Your heart clenches as you break into a run, following the pitiful cries. You don’t look back.

Miguel remains on his knees. He doenst follow you, he doesn’t dare to move, anchored by the crushing weight of what he's done, as the sounds of Gabriel's cries fade into the background.

"Gabriel," he whispers, the name escaping his lips like a vow. A promise of redemption. And with that single word, Miguel knows he'll move heaven and earth to protect his child.

Part 4 "Webs of Redemption"

Hello, you wonderful souls! I want to say a big thank you for your patience and kind words about this series. I really appreciate each of your sweet comments and messages – they mean so much to me. Thank you all for the insightful ideas and suggestions you contributed for part 3. I've incorporated as many of your concepts as I could because they're simply brilliant. I'm eager to hear more of your thoughts, criticisms, and proposals for part 4. I also want to give a special thanks to Jess, @wolfjessedragon . Her inspiration and amazing ideas were the driving force behind Part 3, and I couldn't have written it without her! love you guys, keep being awesome!

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