#he's gonna work on that though i'm not leaving him like that don't worry. peter already knew the torah by heart probably for peter turning
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simon peter is the funniest apostle to work with because in theory he's the most loyal, most by-the-book of the apostles so you'd expect him to be the most logical and collected one but 80% of his concerns (pre crucifixion then everything went downhill and they all died) are that he has a crush on every person he encounters
#🧅#im not religious just insane.jpg#true poly disaster. funniest shit ever.#cause yknow simon p's a fisherman he's married he's a very poster family man#and he loves his wife he really does. im not gonna make the only guy who's married fucking Hate his wife and want to like. go have gay sex#instead cause mlm good mlw bad. but he does have his. Issues. concerning how he views women#he's gonna work on that though i'm not leaving him like that don't worry. peter already knew the torah by heart probably for peter turning#to god meant learning how to respect women. and yknow people he considered 'ungodly' in general. to respect humanity as he respects god.#tee hee i love this arc. i love all of them but i dont ever rlly talk abt this one.#but anyways yes he does love his wife.#then some strange guy shows up while he's fishing and he's like follow me son of jonah i will make you a Fisher Of Men. and peter's like#TEE HEE OKAY JESUS i will come fish men with you.#which......okay....simon....... interesting that u wanted to do that..... with zero context....#and then cue weird thing with magdalene. which. they don't end up together by Any Means.#they hate each other. they have not spoken in a civil manner once. but they do have a weird bond between them than only aromantic people#can understand.#WHICH BTW i already knew there's a thin line between polyamory and aromanticism. but it really showed when while trying to#explore how peter experiences polyromanticism i found myself projecting a lot of my own aromanticism on him#(is polyromantic a correct term? i'm not sure these terms really confuse me especially considering the time period cause like. polyamorous#describes a relationship with multiple people which peter obviously wasn't in in 30 AD. but he Did have romantic feelings for multiple#people so is that polyromanticism? or is that a completely different term? idk. bare with me.)#very interesting. anyways yeah there's that. magdalene is aro also to me. so yeah this is one of the most fun dymanics i have in this lore#cause like. polyromantic person and aromantic person somehow having the same mutual not platonic not romantic but a secret third thing#connection with each other. i love thinking about them
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if your still taking requests I would like to request reader scraping their knees and tasm!peter patching her up and it’s a lot of lovely tension:))) maybe r not being used to people touching them without bad intentions.
I hope you are having a lovely time right now and are taking care of yourself<3
thank you lovely! ♡ fem, 1k
Peter's droopy eyed when you knock, less so when he gets a good look at you. Blood leading like twin snakes from the grazed ache of your knees and staining your socks, tears lining your eyes and shiny in the sun, you're embarrassingly sad. He doesn't give you shit for it, the opposite.
"Fuck," he says, his eyes widening with a familiar concern. "Shit, what did you do?"
"Uhm," you say, though you know, but you bit your tongue on the way down and everything hurts, "I fell. Someone bumped into me coming out of the subway."
Peter holds his hands out, thinks better of it and steps down over the door jam to take your hands and pull you forward for a hug. He smells like apple jack cereal and his hair is still wet from an early morning shower, a walking poster boy for brown-haired, brown-eyed sweethearts everywhere, but you still seize at his tight hold.
He murmurs a sorry and leans back, assessing your gaze, so close that you can see the trifecta of his pinprick beauty marks, one in the shadow of his brow, one under his eye, and one closer to his nose.
"Come on. We'll clean you up."
Peter ushers you inside, his fingertips brushing the small of your back. You walk into the kitchen, every surface clean, the wooden dining table decorated by one empty coffee cup and one half full. His cereal bowl has been washed and left to dry on the rack, next to what must've been his Aunt May's plate.
"May's in work already?" you ask him.
He hums, turned away from you, a slip of his long, shapely back exposed as he reaches for the first aid kit sitting on top of one of the cabinets. "She said to tell you thank you for the flowers last week."
You panicked so much beforehand. What do you bring for your not quite new friend's mom when you meet her for the first time? You've known Peter for a few months but never had the good fortune to meet May until she demanded it, your bouquet a weak offering. You'd wanted her to like you, because despite your fight or flight whenever he gives you a quick shoulder rub, any ounce of affection, you really like Peter.
Said flowers draw your attention as Peter helps you up onto the counter. You turn away from him, trembling hands forced under your thighs, and count the petals of a wilting carnation one by one as he washes his hands quickly in the sink beside you before laying out the sterile bandages atop their plastic coverings. "I'm gonna wipe the blood off," he says.
You're past saying no, I can do it myself. You already let him help you up. The time to protest is passed.
"Okay."
He takes your wobbly voice for nervousness, and you are nervous, but not the way he thinks. "I'll be careful," he says. "You don't have anything to worry about."
Strange but not unheard of for Peter to be so serious. You nod jerkily, waiting for his touch. It doesn't come for a while, and you brave meeting his gaze to find out why.
His eyebrows are sewn together in concern. His hands land on your thighs, and, to your surprise, you aren't apprehensive. You relax as deft hands draw mirrored lines up and down the outer sides of your legs, leaving a generous distance from the beginnings of your shorts. "Maybe you can take some advil first, if you're worried." He eases your legs apart as he steps into the space between them, his eyes unfailing where they meet yours. "It'll hurt less. I bet I could get some topical numbing cream–"
"It's not–" You peek down at his chest. "I'm not worried about my knees."
"Oh. Good," he says, hand coming up to your elbow. He holds it so tenderly you wonder how you ever thought he might have a propensity for anything but tenderness. "You look really nice, under all the blood. Is that weird? That's probably why you fell, you couldn't just walk around looking that nice. Throws off the balance of the universe."
You laugh softly. "These are my best socks."
"I can see that!" He squeezes down from your elbow to your hand. You've never been touched like that, half massage, half reassurance, just squeezing you to squeeze you. Laughter livens his tone, "I'll get you new socks."
"You don't have to do that."
"I want to."
You struggle to breathe as he cleans your knees. Between his murmuring, It's okay and Almost done, you've no time to feel worried.
You've time for other things, like this. He turns between your legs and slides a hand under the other, fingertips pressing into the soft underside of your knee as he works a thin layer of disinfecting ointment into your scratches. He continues his murmuring, apologies and lamentation alike. "Sorry. Don't want you catching rabies from the pristine streets of Queens. I mean, fuck, sweetheart, you made a real mess. How hard did you fall?"
You swallow a lump that feels fit to choke you, worse when he tilts his head ever so slightly your way, face an inch from yours, less.
"Hard," you say weakly.
He misses the implication (your first stroke of luck all day), smoothing a large square of gauze over your knee and securing it with medical tape. "It's nothing a day on the couch can't fix. I'll make you breakfast too, free of charge."
"Thanks, Peter."
He rubs the skin above your knee. "You're welcome. One horrendous injury down, one to go."
His touch feels even softer the second time around.
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Okay I know it’s Ghost(COD) content BUT check out “rxvengxrl” on tiktok- tell me that the third most recent video (the one that says a recruit is trying to hit on Ghost) and TELL ME that isn’t something that would happen with Miguel
The reaction is so hottt and now all I can think about is that scenario but with Alchemax Miguel or something
anon single-handedly pulled me out of my writer's block. hope this is okay!
link to tiktok here!
fem!reader × alchemax scientist! miguel o'hara.
Everybody knew better than to disturb Miguel while he was at his station.
He enforced the rule of 'utmost silence' at the lab. Working in genetics required heavy concentration or else he'd have a catastrophe on his hands, something he really didn't want to happen—he had enough to worry about anyway. His colleagues knew not to approach him while he worked, even if they had a question—an intense crimson glare would be your answer if you had tried to ask anyway.
Though, the new hire wasn't really aware of the rules.
"So, Miguel," Twirling a strand of her brown hair, she leaned over the counter. Miguel had a few samples to his left that he'd pick up and observe every once in a while, writing down in papers stamped with the Alchemax logo. Official papers that he needed to fill out in silence. "Can you explain to me again how to put the samples into the centrifuge?"
Miguel was told to be patient since she's new but he knew this had nothing to do with the centrifuge. She's been here for a week, he saw her use the tool a couple of times. "You slide them in." He replied curtly, eyes not leaving the paper as he tried to recall what word he needed to write. "And it's Dr. O'Hara to you."
He wasn't the youngest PhD graduate of his university and a prodigy in genetics for her to just call him by his name.
She didn't take him seriously, evident by her giggling. "Oh, you like being called by your title, hm?" She batted her eyes at him, but again, he was far too occupied by the task in hand. "Sorry, Dr. O'Hara." The playfulness in her voice made him grunt, someone needed to interfer before he really did something that could get him reported to HR—wouldn't be the first time anyway.
She leaned over his desk, blouse popped open at the first few buttons, hand gliding over the papers and resting on his forearm. Miguel briefly looked up through the thin black frames of his glasses, just to glare at Peter, who was in charge of training her. "Say, Dr. O'Hara," The way she put emphasis on the title and his name really ticked him off. "Are you free friday night? There is a party at the nearby club and I don't have a date."
"I can't help you with that. I have dinner plans."
"Mm? with who?"
"Hey, hey, Dana—" Peter rushed to her side, she was almost climbing on the desk now. "Miguel doesn't do parties on Friday night." He tried nudging her away but she was resilient, still looking at Miguel. "Awh, so I'm gonna go all alone? He could use the fun."
"He—He has a girlfriend—Jesus, Dana, let's get back to work—"
At the mention of a partner, Dana looked around, a grin on her face. "I don't see any girlfriend around here."
"If you turn a little to the left, you'll see her."
Miguel finally looked up from his work, eyes softening at the sound of the familiar voice. The three of them looked over to you.
You stood in your usual attire. White lab coat worn over whatever outfit you chose this morning—today spesfically you wore the blue pencil skirt Miguel loved so much. In your hands were two coffee's and a familiar paper bag of the Mexican joint a few blocks away from the headquarters of Alchemax.
"In the flesh."
Dana looked at you in shock, while Peter gently tried to tug her away. Miguel's mouth twitched into a smile, and he had to force himself to look back at his work so no one could catch a glimpse of his beared fangs. "Must be the new recruit, Dana, is it?"
"Um, yeah! Sorry, I didn't mean—"
"Nah, you did." A chuckle erupted out of Miguel and the three of you looked at him. He only looked up at you, the wink you shot him made his smile a little harder to conceal. "Anyways, it's lunch break, Miggy. Got us your favourite."
Dana sneered at the little nickname and finally moved away, you could both hear her grumble while Peter apologised profusly while walking towards her.
An alarm played over the speakers declaring lunchtime, and when all the scientists shuffled out of the lab, Miguel collected his stuff and walked towards you. "Miggy, hm?" He stood infront of you, the smile he'd been trying so hard to conceal finally appearing on his handsome face. "Miggy sounded more obnoxious." His hand wrapped around your waist and pulled you in for a gentle peck.
"It is. You've really outdone yourself, amor." You laughed, Miguel was kissing all over your face now. You gave him the paper bag, fingers brushing against his. "Yeah, Yeah. You're welcome, Mig. What was she even inviting you to?"
"That party the lab techs are throwing, on Friday." He paused, opening the door for you. "I told her I have plans."
"Maybe we should miss the dinner reservation and go to that party." You link your arm with his. "I have just the dress for this. Would love to show her how we dance together."
"Mi vida, behave." His attempt at sounding stern quickly failed when he saw your pout, rendering him unable to even keep the fake frown on his face. "I don't think she could handle seeing that anyway."
"Awh, you care what she can and can't handle? Cause you love her so much, Mm?"
"Ay, don't be like that. You know what I mean."
"I really don't, Miggy."
"That's Dr. O'Hara, to you."
"Mhm, okay, Dr. O'Hara. That better, sir?"
Much better, actually. So much better.
adding the taglist tommrow lol
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It was just past 2am when a knock was heard on the bedroom window of the 3rd floor of a brownstone in Brooklyn. Steve lowered the sketchpad he was filling in some shading from his evening at the park. Bucky just turned another page in the book he was reading.
The window slide open and in crawled Peter. " Hey guys! I saw your light was still on and figured if its okay I could crash in the guest room?"
He lowers himself from the ceiling before pulling off his mask. His hair was wet with sweat and Steve is pretty sure if he wasnt enhanced he would have a blackeye. " Course you can Pete. Its why we offered it to you last year so you wont have to swing back to Queens"
" Great! Thanks guys. I've been in Hells kitchen. Tipped DoubleD and Deadpool off about this human trafficking ring down by the docks. Been hearing whispers about it in Queens."
Steve stares at Peter a moment before setting his sketchbook aside and get out of bed. " I'm sure they can handle that themselves... but I'm glad you could help. Now why don't you get in our shower, get that smell off of you, I'll fix you up a sandwhich before you go to your room for the night." Steve gives Peter a small smile, reaching out to squeeze his arm gentle " Glad your safe Queens" before leaving the room to head to the kitchen.
Moving to get up as well Bucky goes to pick out some cloths for Peter to change into. " Alright Doll, you get started and I'll bring ya something to change into."
Peter hits the spider on his suit, letting it fall off of his shoulders as he stumbles into the bathroom. Once he is out of his suit; he hops into the shower and turns the water on. He left the door open knwoing Bucky will be in to bring clothes. " Hey Bucky why does Steve get all tense when I talk about working with team red? I know I'm a little sweaty but ya know I don't smell that bad"
Bucky enters the bathroom setting some cloths ontop of the sink counter before proping his hip against it as he watched Peter through the glass. "Well Doll, he gets worried about you. You know Deadpool aint the most stable and with his...... fascination with you he gets worried."
Wipping the fog off of the glass before putting some shampoo on his hair, Peter looks out the glass at Bucky.
" Wade is harmless!... well not really but he is to me. Steve doesn't have anything to worry about!"
Stalking closer to the glass, Bucky slides the door open, his eyes squint a little as the mist of the shower hits him on the face. " We have been watching out for you for a while Doll. Even if we aren't your Alphas, we still treat you like our Omega... why do you think we let you set up a nest in our guestroom.... your room, we don't let anyone else stay in there"
Peter's eyes widen and he stares at Bucky. Thinking back to all the moments where now that he is thinking about where clear signs of them trying to court him. He feels like a dumbass now. How could he be so clueless. " I.... feel so stupid for not noticing" Bucky snorts and smirks " I told Steve we gotta just sit and be blunt. But your both oblivious idiots when it comes to this stuff. "
Peter laughs and turns the water off, reaching a hand out, Bucky gets a towel off the rack and hands it over to him. " If this is something you want... then tonight take off those scent blockers, and when we walk you back to your room... invite us to your nest Doll." Reaching out Bucky gently tugs on one of Peters wet curls after he toweled off his head. " We don't have to mate tonight but let us scent you up, we hate when you come to our den smelling like.... other alphas. Though once we know your ours.... Stevie is gonna get more protective. "
Bucky steps into the shower, caging Peter in with his arms
" I will too Doll. I know you've spent some of your heats in the past with that devil and Deadpool. And we want to make sure they know your ours now. Even if its just scenting you for now.... I can't wait till they can smell us dripping out...." Eye's widening Peter swallows a little staring up at Bucky, nodding his head slowly. Bucky smirks and rubs his nose against Peter's. " Alright lets get you dressed and meet the Punk in the kitchen. "
#writing prompt#winterspider#winterspidershield#stucky plus peter#alpha bucky#alpha steve rogers#omega peter parker#winterspiderpurrs#past spideydevilpool#spidershield#shieldspider
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You saved me?|| Peter Parker
Warnings: Mentions of nearly being raped, Violent things, screaming.
Summary: You walk to Peters house late at night, when someone tries to do things to you. But you are then saved by Spiderman. You run back to Peters acting as If your okay, but little did you know he was the one who saved you.
"I'll be at yours at 7" I told him.
Peter and I have been best friends for 4 years now, it all started off when my aunt invited me over to her friends house for dinner. And that friend of hers was May. May then introduced me to her son Peter Parker, and ever since that day we have been so close.
I live with my aunt and uncle, just like how Peter lives with May, who is his Aunt. I didn't know my Dad, but my sadly Mum passed away recently. It did take a bad turn on my life, but luckily I had Peter and everyone by my side to help me through it all.
Today I had planned to go to Peter's house to finish our work on the project we had to finish for school. I was running a bit late though, it was about 7:30 when I left my house. Peter only lived about 20 minutes away, however I had decided to get us some snacks from the shop.
This was my mistake because being outside in Queens at night is dangerous. And me being a 17 year old girl walking through the dark streets at night can be even more dangerous alone.
I was about 5 minutes away from Peters house when I heard footsteps from behind me. I then started to walk more fast. I got my phone out to try message Peter, that's when I felt someone pull me into the dark alley, with their hand covering my mouth.
"AHHHHH" I screamed and started to cry.
"Shut up or i'll kill you" the man spat in my face.It was hard to tell what he looked like as it was really dark.
"Please let me go STOP" I cried.
"What's a pretty girl like you doing out here all alone?" he started to move his free hand down my waist, it just got lower and lower.
I didn't answer as I was in shock and I was scared.
"We're gonna have a little bit of fun darling" He smirked and I tried to push him away. "DONT TRY PUSH ME" he slapped my face.
At this point I was full on crying and shaking. I really wished that I took the bus to Peters instead of walking now. I was scared of what I knew was about to happen to me.
"Please don't do this. Please-"
"Shut up" he punched me in the stomach, which caused me to fall onto the ground. "I don't want you to talk at all. And If you scream once that's it!" He kicked me in the stomach a couple of times, then straddled me on the cold floor so I couldn't move.
"It will be over before you know it" he pulled off my shirt, leaving me in just my bra.
I just closed my eyes, waiting for this to be over with. He started to pull onto my leggings but then I didn't feel nothing and I felt him get off me. I opened my eyes to see Spiderman webbing the guy to the wall!
"When someone says Stop they mean stop" he says and punches the guy in the face, then turning around to me.
Peters POV
I was waiting for y/n to come over to finish our project for school when I felt my spidey senses going off. I quickly put on my suit and jumped out of my window.
"Karen what's happening" I asked.
"Peter it looks like your girlfriend is in trouble, Y/N Y/L/N" Karen said.
"Karen I have told you many times she is not my girlfriend, shes my best friend. Where is she?" I ask her whilst swinging.
"She is in the alley way just not to far below you" Karen spoke.
"Okay thanks! I'm coming y/n don't worry" I say to myself.
I was at the alley way Karen said y/n was in. I looked through the alley way to see a man on top of Y/N! She was crying, with her eyes closed and her t-shirt on the floor. My heart broke seeing her like this, and I wanted to kill this man.
I quickly punched the guy off her, webbing him to the wall. "When someone says Stop they mean stop" I say and then punched the guy in the face again. After making sure the guy wouldn't be able to escape, I turned around to y/n.
"Are you okay?" I helped her stand up and passed her shirt.
"I-I Thank you" she pulled her shirt over her head and then fixed her bottoms. I know she wasn't okay, I could see how scared she was.
"Did he hurt you?" I tried to touch her face but she flinched away. I then felt my eyes water....she was scared of me.
Y/N POV
"Are you okay?" Spiderman helped me stand up, passing me my shirt.
"I-I....Thank you" I pulled my shirt over my head and fixed my leggings.
"Did he hurt you?" He tried to touch my face but I flinched away and I saw his eyes widen.
"I-I'm sorry, I really have to go....Thank you Spiderman..for saving me" I faked smile and turned away.
"Let me take you home" he calls after me.
"I need to see my best friend, I-I can't go home" I cried and ran to Peters.
It only took me about 5 minutes to run to his apartment. I didn't know what I was gonna tell him, I didn't really want to tell him. How was I gonna be late to his house ,by like an hour,
and be like, sorry I nearly got raped on the way here but spider-man saved me and I'm scared and shaken up!
I wiped my face before knocking on the door with my head down. After seconds the door opened.
"y/n" I heard his soft voice say.
"hey" my voice breaks, then I look up at him and that's when I lost it. The tears just wouldn't stop falling from my eyes now.
"Come here" he opened his arms, which I quickly ran into and sobbed into his chest. He closed the door behind me, picking me up to take me to his room. He then laid me on his bed with me on top of him, still crying in his chest whilst he plays with my hair.
"Im sorry Im late" I said after I calmed down.
"Don't apologise love. You gonna tell me what's wrong?" He looks at me.
"I-Im just having a bad day?" I said but it came out more like a question.
"Did he hurt you?" Peter blurts out wanting to know if I was hurt.
"Did-wait how do you know" I quickly sit up off him.
"Y/N just please tell me the truth. I know what happened with the man what did he do?!"
"Fine. H-he just slapped me and kicked me a few times in my stomach that's all. At least he didn't R- do what he was going to do" I play with his fingers.
"I'm so sorry that he done that. I wish I was there before it even happened-"
"Peter how the fuck do you know?"
He was silent for a moment until he said "I-I'm Spiderman"
"y-your Spiderman" he nodded. "You saved me?" he nodded again.
"I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner, but I did it to protect you so please don't be mad-"
"I'm not mad. I'm actually happy. Who could've known this nerdy boy could be spider boy" I smiled and hugged him.
"It's Spiderman" he chuckled. "Are you okay now though?" he asked again.
"Now thanks to you I am. You saved me Parker.....And I love you for that" I smile
"I love you too y/n"
"Peter....I don't mean it the way you do. The truth is Im in love with you" I hide my face in his chest.
"I...Im in love with you too y/n" he moves my head from his chest and then passionately kisses me.
"I love you so much" I cuddle him.
"I love you more y/n" he kisses my forehead.
And that night Peter made sure I was okay. We even told each other how we felt and I couldn't be any happier.
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Spider-Man; Vol.1 Harry Grant
Harry, Denny, and Christopher as Spider-People. Harry's first. Don't worry no one(important) dies(yet). Also, I edited the poster of all three of them. Twas not fun. (No cat is coming with them to fight crime, I couldn't find a male Sun-Spider to represent Chris' crutches but just pretend that he's got male anatomy in the picture.)
He never wanted to get bit. It was by accident. And by accident, a spider that was in the house Jeffrey used for his little escapade had stowed away on Harry. Camouflaging itself in his hair. Getting bit when he was unconscious. After another incident at school, weird things started happening.
His hearing, smell, and sight were increased. He could feel things almost before they happened. Like something was telling him, 'Watch out!'. It's how he got away from someone else trying to kidnap him when he was out with friends at the mall. Sometimes things would stick to his fingers for extra time but he didn't think anything of it. Still trying to forget the incident. Until his wrist shot out a long white sticky string.
After that, he confided in May. He wanted at least someone in the family to know what was going on. Granted, she wasn't happy that he kept it a secret for three years. She understood in the end, that's what mattered.
She asked a friend who graduated already, who had a major in bioengineering, to help out with a slight issue with her brother. Agreeing to keep the secret, Peter explained to him how his powers resembled that of a spider.
"You did kill it right?" He had asked. Harry shrugged and May rolled her eyes at her little brother. In his defense, he liked bugs. What was he gonna do? All he did was grab it, stick it out the window and-
"Oh my god, I let it out my window." He said rubbing his hands against his eyes. When he felt, well 'sensed', that May was about to throw a pillow at him, he quickly stuck out his arm and caught it. Taking a break from becoming a lab rat, Harry had gone out to the convenience store to get snacks for the three of them. Then the cashier was held at gunpoint. Great.
Lifting his COVID mask, which he still wore if he felt like he was getting sick, he grabbed a ski mask from the back and put it on away from cameras. Probably stupid as someone must've already called the cops but he needed to do something. Jumping out from the aisle, Harry aimed his wrist and prayed he didn't look stupid. Luckily, he didn't. The webs, which Peter told him to call them instead of sticky white stuff, grabbed hold of the gun and was pulled back into Harry's hands. The robber and cashier looked at him in shock.
Panicking Harry shot out another web with his right, landing on the robber's face, and pulled on it. Making the guy land hard on the ground. Knocking out unconscious. Not knowing what to do next, Harry looked at the cashier and walked up to pay for the snacks.
"N-nah man! On the house!" Harry must've looked shocked so the cashier explained. Rob. "Not everyone can do that. And I'm not just saying that." Still confused Harry took that as a sign to leave the store. He forgot that he still had the mask on, so when he walked outside with a plastic bag and a ski mask on, the cops outside assumed he was the robber.
In their defense, he was dressed like one. The universe loved messing with him apparently, because the officer in front of him was his mother. With a gun pointed at him. That kinda stung, though he couldn't be too hurt. She had no idea who was under the mask. While debating in his head whether to remove the mask or not, his mom started speaking in her work voice.
"Put the bag down, and take that ridiculous mask off you!" Okay, so trying to calm her down would not go well. Luckily Harry was fast so he sprinted and jumped over a brick wall that led into an alley. He knew his mom would follow but that made it easier to get the attention off him.
When his Spidey-sense told him she was right behind, he instinctively threw his right wrist up to shoot out a web and launched himself. Into. The. Air. Landing on the building that was an office. Which definitely, didn't make people jump and scream at the small man who was sticking to the side of their building.
Snapping out of the trance, Harry realized he needed to think of something. No time for thinking about the massive fall below him. Not the time to try and tell the people inside to stop taking pictures of him. He needed to,... turn invisible? What!?
Taking the opportunity, he climbed down as fast as he could and ran back to May's place. Telling them what happened in extreme detail. Things were different now.
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That was a week ago. Harry had gone around training his power. Whether at the private lab, Peter had, due to working at some fancy tech company, or just serving vigilante justice to randos causing trouble. I mean hey, it was giving his family fewer dumb calls to take. Plus it meant more time with his mom. Although he got annoyed Athena the majority of the time. Due to the 'Slippery Slick' people were calling him. Cameras on the sides of buildings had caught the whole thing.
At a family reunion, Harry overheard the adults talking about him. Well, not him him, but you get it.
"I don't know, does he even know what he's doing?" Michael asked no one in particular. Again, his parents didn't know, but damn it hurt.
"Hey, if I got powers-,"
"I'd tie you to a chair and make you pinky promise to not do anything." Eddie interrupted Buck's penny for thought. Makes sense that Buck would do the same thing Harry was doing. Made him feel more confident his older brother would support him.
"Kid could get hurt. There are rules for a reason. Cashier told me he's on our side, but,... Look bottom line, vigilantes are outlaws for a reason." Athena said ending the conversation there. She seemed more uncomfortable to answer honestly. Why, Harry didn't know. He didn't think he wanted to know.
Three days after that, Peter called Harry and asked to meet him at his apartment. He had to tell his mom and Bobby that Peter was tutoring him with homework because everyone else was too busy, and he understood it better from Pete. Which wasn't a total lie.
"So, I have a surprise for you. I know how hard you've been working. And how dangerous this side job of yours can be," Harry rolled his eyes playfully but kept his attention on Peter. Who had walked over to grab a box and walked back to Harry. "So I wanted to give you this. Well, I technically made it, but you get it."
Shaking his head, Harry opened the box and went slower. His very own suit. Running into the bathroom he went to try it on. From outside Peter told him to bring his civilian clothes with him. Looking in the mirror after putting on the mask, Harry took in a deep breath.
The suit was one-piece style but had a hood attached to it. Walking out of the bathroom, Harry looked up at Peter who was taking the sight in proudly.
"Hold out your left arm." As Harry did so, Peter stuck in a thin and small USB that made the inside of his mask light up. When Harry focused his attention back on Pete, he saw his face glowing. Literally. Harry went to look in the mirror that hung above the couch in the living room and gasped in awe. His eyes were glowing with a makeshift fog effect. "The schematics in your mask will help you access situations out on the field. And connect me to your mask if you need backup. Whether I'm at my desk or not. It also can call anyone on your phone's contact list."
"Awesome."
"Alright, let's test this bad boy out."
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Athena had been patrolling the area when she saw a group huddling in front of the tallest building in the area. Parking the car and wailing her sirens a bit, she got out to see what everyone was looking at. Up, apparently. Lifting her eyesight, she gasped and wired her walkie.
"Available units near me, I've got a suicide about to happen at the Ten Thousand." Clicking off her walkie, she forced her way into the crowd and saw more officers coming in to de-escalate the situation. Then the 118 arrived, looking like they didn't know what to do. The kid was sticking to the side of the building.
Harry had never been so nervous before this moment. But he was so ready for it too. So, in a moment of faith, he jumped. Breaking the glass his fingers were sticking to and letting himself fall. People beneath were watching and the firefighters froze for a second. They weren't fast enough. Or were they?
Twisting in the air, Harry looked up and shot out webs to reach the top of the building. When they caught him, he ricocheted up and to the left. People on the ground were cheering as he swung away. Then Athena heard glass raining down and she told the people to leave.
"What just happened," Hen asked anyone who could answer.
"I think our friend just upgraded," Ravi answered smiling at the awesomeness in front of him.
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And boy, did he upgrade. Harry had never felt so sure of himself in that moment. Swinging around the city and stopping occasionally to stop crime. At one of these, he saw a redhead getting assaulted. Or about to, he should say. Improving with each encounter. Outsmarting some and overpowering others.
Jumping in between her and the men, he jumped and put the guy in a headlock with his legs and twisted his body quickly. Slamming the man on the ground. To the second, he shot out webs and jumped up landing on top of a street light. Shooting out more of the desired type of string, Harry wrapped the guy up like how a spider would a fly.
Jumping down, he ignored the looks of amazement he was getting from the people around who witnessed the scene. Finally getting a better look, he realized it was a reporter who Taylor had worked with. Mariah, or something.
"Impressive. Though, you're a lot shorter than I thought you'd be." Harry laughed and shrugged it off.
"I get that a lot. Gives me the upper hand though. They underestimate me, and I knock down their egos." Smiling, the woman held her hand out. Grabbing hold of it and shaking it out of habit, cause his mom raised a gentleman, he began stepping back.
"Hey, wait!" He stopped and turned to the woman again. "What's your name?" Well, he acted like a spider and he got bit by one. Might as well use it.
"Spider-Man."
With that, Harry backflipped on the side of the building nearby and swung off for a final round of patrol before sneaking back home and hiding his things. The morning after, thank god it was the weekend, came in a report from the lady he saved. His mom was making breakfast and listening to the news. Looking up at the mention of the masked vigilante.
"Last night, I was down the streets of LA, unknowingly being followed by dangerous men. Spider-Man, which is what the swinging hero chooses to go by, stopped them and saved my life." The TV then shows video clips of the fight from last night and the aftermath of how the guys were. Harry had hoped that he didn't go too hard on the guys. He and Peter found out he could break solid rock if he wanted to.
"That's pretty cool. That there's someone else helping you guys." He said trying to subtly push his mom's opinions, of him ironically, out.
"I don't know if cool is the right word, sweetheart. Brave, yes. But cool. No." She turned off the TV and kept making food, changing the topic to school and friends. At least she wasn't overly anti-Spidey like his dad. That would hurt later.
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Swinging through the city for the rest of the month was fun. Oddly therapeutic. Got his mind off teenage angst and emotions. Every day after finishing his homework, and eating dinner, he would sneak out and swing through the city and patrol around till about 2:30 and then go off to sleep if nothing held him up. His latest was 4:30. He needed some sleep for school.
And for his family to not get worried. May had also installed a tracker on him which told her exactly where he was. At all times. Fair.
One night, however, while sitting on top of a building's gargoyle statue, his mask sent a notification. Trouble near the 136 and he needed to get there quickly. Once there he saw the firefighters outside talking with the 118. Bobby speaking with Bosko.
Landing on top of one of the fire trucks parked outside, he drew people's nearby attention. Looking up Buck smiled in awe.
"Spider-Man!" Harry nodded up and turned his attention to Bobby and Bosko. Reminding himself to call him Captain and not what he usually does.
"Captain," He greeted gaining a nod of acknowledgment from the older man, "What's going on?"
"Something attacked our station. It's inside but one of our members is in there. It looked like a giant octopus. But he made a metal sound when walking. Power went out so we couldn't get a good look at him."
Suddenly long arms shot out from the station doors and grabbed hold of Bobby.
"Cap!" Buck screamed and ran forward in a failed attempt to save his father figure. The arms raised the man in the air and pulled him into the smoke coming out of the building.
"I've got it handled, you just take care of the injured firefighter! This doesn't seem like a normal thug!" Huffing out in amusement and shock, Lena nodded behind her, as if permitting him to enter. Good thing Peter installed that voice module thing in his mask. Didn't want people to recognize him at all. Especially because his voice broke halfway through speaking.
Shooting out webs at the frame of an open window near the top of the station, Harry hopped up slightly and whipped himself in. Landing on the roof looking at the station upside down. Very different from the 118. Using his mask, he scanned the building for body heat. Nothing. Heart beating fast, Harry prayed that Bobby was safe. Despite being pulled in by who knows what.
That's when his Spidey-Sense went off. Jumping down and front to land on the wall in front of him, he avoided mechanical arms that shot through the roof. The arms pulled out of the roof, and other arms grabbed onto the railing in front. Lifting a figure that looked human. Dammit Bobby, where are you?
"Hello, Spider-boy." The man in front of him asked.
"It's actually, Spider-Man. W-who are you, exactly? You're wearing a lab coat and have eight limbs. Are you like a Doctor Octopus? Doc Ock?"
"My name is Doctor Otto Octavius."
"Meh, I like mine better. Woah-!" Harry yelled as he jumped off the wall avoiding another attack from Doc Ock. "So, you wanna explain why you attacked the 136?! No offense," Harry bantered as he bobbed and weaved around the station with the man chasing him around effortlessly. Suddenly, Harry used the webs he shot out from both wrists, twisted his body, and launched himself back towards the other. Landing a swift kick to the face. "But I don't think you're the 'swinging' type! What do you think? Was that good?"
Growling in frustration, Otto commanded his tentacles to restrain Harry against the wall. He did, but just when he was about to get closer, an axe chopped his lower mechanical leg. Looking down he saw the 136 captain holding the axe and Bobby right next to him with parts of his shirt torn. Without thinking twice, Otto used one of the arms restraining Harry and launched the captains to the wall behind them.
"No!"
Harry yelled out, shooting out some webs from his free arm, and pulled Doc Ock closer. Kicking up his leg hard, hitting the man on the jaw, and threw him upwards through the ceiling outside. Landing on the elevated ground, Harry ran towards the captains who were knocked out and threw them over his shoulders.
"I gotcha you guys!" He said, while running back towards the window he came through while avoiding debris falling from the damaged roof.
Outside, the firefighters had tried to go in and search the building but during the chase, Doc Ock was careful to throw heavy objects to block the doorways. Trying to figure out ways to get inside and help the masked vigilante, Athena, and her partners showed up.
"What the hell is going on?" Just as Buck was about to answer, a loud crash was heard and caused the people around to turn their heads. All they saw was Doc Ock flying out and running away on all eights. A firefighter from the 136 was looking towards the window when Harry flew out carrying Bobby and the captain of the station. Just in time as well, the roof of the 136 had caved in. Athena threw her hand up to her mouth to cover her gasp.
When he landed he placed the 136's captain down on the rolly bed and then put Bobby down helping him gain his footing back. He'd woken up again when Harry was running out and leaped out of the building with a total of 320 lbs on him. Turning to the crew helping out their captain he spoke.
"Sorry 'bout the mess. Doc Ock sure left an impression."
"Doc Ock?" Chimney asked while checking Bobby over. Hen went up to Harry to inspect the bleeding arm he had. Huh, the mechanical arm must've more than pinched him. Meh, it would heal.
"Better than Otto Octavius. And don't worry about it, it'll heal itself. Powers, remember?" Harry said mimicking his move when throwing webs out. Buck imitated it making Eddie chuckle and shoulder bump his fiancé.
"Well whoever he was, he's going to have an APB on him. I'm not technically allowed to let you go, but I'll let the chief and mayor know what you did. You saved my husband's life." Feeling pride swell in his chest, Harry nodded.
"Just trying to do the right thing. I don't think I could've handled losing someone tonight. Right now, I gotta get home before my mom beats my ass. I got school in the morning." Not a smart thing to say as everyone looked at him like he was insane.
"School? How old are you?" Getting more worried, Hen reexamined the arm, which was now fifty percent healed. Laughing nervously, Harry pulled away from the group who looked like they wanted to jump him. Too bad he jumped first and swung off.
"Might wanna keep an eye on that one Sergeant." Ravi. Ever so the quiet one, made the others jump but nod their heads in agreement. Softly, Athena sighed. Why did she feel like she'd met him before?
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Telling May and Peter about what happened the next day was exhausting. They decided to dive into Doc Ock more, whoever he was.
"Let's see. It says here that Doctor Otto Octavius was the head scientist at Otto Industries. They specialized in prosthetics that were connected to the neural link of an amputee's brain. Making them slightly more efficient than other prosthetics." Humming, Harry looked over Peter's shoulder while May was in the kitchen making chocolate sandwiches.
"How'd he end up like this though? He seemed, agitated. Annoyed. Desperate. And why go after a firefighter captain?"
Typing more, Peter pulled up files and reports of a fire that happened three years ago. An experiment gone wrong showed up a lot. Scrolling through some of them, one document mentioned a young woman named Olivia Octavius.
"His daughter."
"She died in the fire."
"Look at the pictures, zoom in!" As Peter did so, they could see the station that was there at the fire. 136. "Doc Ock blames the firefighters for his daughter not making it out."
"That's why he went after the captain, but why grab Bobby? Attention?"
"No. He wanted the Fire department to feel the same hits he felt. Losing a firefighter captain can be overcome. But losing two in the same night? Things fall apart." Harry said, rubbing his eyes. He hadn't slept well. Bobby almost dying back at the station in front of him brought back memories of Jeffrey. This time Bobby was kidnapped. While Harry was forced to watch.
"Go in my room and get some sleep. Mom already knows you're here." May told her little brother who was eating the sandwich she made him.
"No way, I gotta find him by today. He'll take advantage of me not being out there."
"It's five o'clock. I'll wake you up at midnight. You need energy." Sighing, he walked into his sister's bedroom. She was right, if he wanted to confront Doc Ock and win, he needed to rest his body. And mind.
After a six-hour nap, Harry woke up to talking in the living room. May and Peter were in front of a corkboard with string connecting pictures. They looked like the office meme.
"What, in the Sherlock Holmes, did I miss?" Turning at his voice, May looked up at him in the suit and smiled.
"Nothing much just found some leads on where our octopi friend might be."
"Yup, and we've got one big hint. Oscorp center. Our biggest competitor when it comes to selling world-changing technology." Peter said. Damn, if he didn't work at Oscorp, where did he work at?
"Why Oscorp?" Harry asked while walking toward the board and looking at the highlighted and circled science center picture.
"Oscorp shut down Otto Industries after getting into a battle of who was making more money. Oscorp won, and took over all technology Otto was working on." Harry frowned.
"That doesn't seem fair."
"It wasn't, and now that Otto's after a firefighter captain who's currently at a hospital,..."
"It's more than likely he's going after anyone else who wronged him. Oscorp being our best guess." May concluded Peter's thought.
Harry hoped that was the case. He wanted tonight to go smoothly. He wanted peace and quiet.
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Why does he do this to himself? Bobby's always saying how the Q-word is a jinx. Why didn't he listen!?
When he first arrived at Oscorp he snuck in past security flawlessly. Having a hands-up on the competition with invisibility powers. After reaching the lower levels of the building, he heard rumbling and load crashes. Screaming from the scientists and visitors. No time for invisibility.
Leaping down he started directing people.
"That way! Let's go, let's go!"
"Help!" Harry turned to see some debris that had fallen from the roof collapsed on a woman's leg. Shit. Running over, Harry lifted and tossed the giant piece of the building away. Shooting some webbing onto the victim's leg. Handing her over to a scientist and firefighter nearby. Guess they arrived quickly.
"Get her out of here! I have to deal with Doc Ock." Nodding the firefighter picked up the woman.
"Will do! Be careful kid!"
When he reached the testing area, Doc Ock was fighting some weird green-looking dude.
Just when Doc Ock pinned his opponent down, webs zipped in front and behind his head. Looking to his right, he got another kick to the face. Launching him to the wall. Shaking his head and dusting off debris on his coat he looked up more annoyed than before.
Harry narrowed his, which was expressed through his mask, but then he tucked and rolled after his Spidey-Sense warned him of behind. Spinning as he rolled, he faced the other person in the room.
"Hey there! My name's Spider-Man! How 'bout you?"
"Norman Osborn. A pleasure to meet you. I admire the kick you gave my friend. However, while cliche, he's mine." Just as he finished speaking, Norman controlled his hoverboard to speed at Harry while Doc Ock rammed towards Harry as well. Waiting for the last possible moment, Harry leaped up, making the two bad guys crash into each other. Shooting out webs, Harry pulled himself toward them and landed a punch on Otto and a famous face kick to Norman.
"I'm gonna call you Green Goblin. Suits your mask." Harry said as he dodged something G.G. threw at him. Beginning to walk forward, a small explosion pushed him forward faster. "Bombs! Are you insane!"
Laughing, G.G. ignored Harry and sped towards him with Doc Ock in tow. Somehow these two worked well as a team. Scarily enough, thank go they didn't fully get along. Awe, Harry brought them together- he's gonna hurl.
"Weren't you two trying to destroy each other a while ago!? What happened to that!?" Harry asked rhetorically while avoiding and throwing attacks. Hopefully, everyone above evacuated the building. Because by the way Green Goblin threw his bombs, not everyone was making it out.
The fight seemed to go on forever, that is til one of the bombs had hit a pillar that supported a huge portion of the floor above them. Green Goblin flew away and escaped through the opening, while Doc Ock was busy trying to murder Harry.
"This is your fault. If it weren't for you, I would've gotten my daughter back, my job!" What? Scanning the area, Harry's mask told him a lucid gas was in the air. It had properties that made people hallucinate, which explained why Doc Ock thought Harry was Green Goblin. While Harry was distracted, Otto took the opportunity to pin Harry against a wall with his arms. Cracking the wall behind him. "It's over Norman. You're going to feel the pain I had when you took away my life's work. It could've saved her. My Olivia."
Oh no.
"Goodbye." He said before rushing towards Harry. As if in slow motion, Harry kicked up at the last moment. Without holding back. Launching Otto into the concrete ceiling. A crack was heard, and Harry fell to the ground. Taking a breath, he realized the building was collapsing and burning. Scanning for life, he saw glimpses of Otto's. No.
"No!!" Swinging through the hole made by the man who attacked him, Harry landed near Otto. He was hefting loudly. Wheezing while trying to speak.
"Olivia,.."
"No, no no no. Come on! We've gotta go!" Harry flipped him over and disconnected the tentacle on Otto's back. Making yell out in pain. "Come on!" Harry yelled out, picking the man up and swinging out of the building avoiding large debris.
Once out, Harry was able to see the damage. Oscorp was destroyed. Smoke coming from the center. Landing on a building nearby, Harry saw firefighters outside trying to put out the smoke. Landing he cried out.
"Help! He needs help!" Gaining the attention of Eddie and Buck, they ran towards him and took Otto. Harry tried to follow but he fell to the ground. Hen and Chimney rushed over to him, asking to remove the mask for breathing but Harry refused. His vision focused on the firefighters 20 feet in front of him.
He saw Buck shake his head.
He failed. His ears rang. He looked over to see a cop walking over with handcuffs and a gun in hand. He's failed. Athena steps in front of the cop. Muffled yelling. Their hands are off him. No one touches him. Bobby.
A hand was placed on his shoulder. Looking up through the lenses.
"Breath in." Fuck that.
Harry rammed into Bobby's chest and shut his eyes. The inside of his mask was wet from his tears. He failed.
"No, you didn't." Looking up, Bobby looked at his eyes despite not knowing who was underneath the mask. "You saved the most lives. That's what matters."
"I don't care what old laws are! The mayor was set to reveal Spider-Man as a trusted ally of the LAFD and LAPD. So back it up, before I take your badge and gun from you." Athena reprimanded the cop before turning back to the boy savior.
"Oh baby, come here." She said pulling him into a hug. Despite having to pretend she wasn't his mother, he couldn't help it. "You did what you could."
"We've got new trouble." He said when he let go of her. "Green Goblin. Norman Osborn. He's gone mad. I don't know how, but I'm going to find out. And I'm going to bring him to you." He said determined to come back with an alive enemy next time.
"I know you will. We'll be on the lookout as well. Go home, I know your family's worried." Yup. May crushed him into a hug and Peter cried out apologies for encouraging it in the first place. The next morning MJ reported on how Spider-Man saved her friend, Phin's life.
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Playing video games was a great distraction. The family was over for a barbecue and Harry was talking to Denny while Chris went to the bathroom. He'd gotten better at doing things by himself.
Harry was just about to beat Denny when the game paused. Looking over at player two he saw Denny looking scared.
"You okay?"
"Y-yeah, just,.." He got up and closed the door. Locking it. Huh. "Some things have been happening. Like physical." Huh. Awkward puberty talk.
"Oh, well. I mean, yeah, you're a teenager now and things are going to start changing with your body and-"
"No. Not that." Harry quirked his eyebrow. Denny sighed and stimmed his hands. "It-,.. It's better if I show you." He said while bending his knees slightly. Harry closed his eyes.
"Denny no please-!" Thud. Huh. Braving, Harry opened his eyes. Denny was gone. Scratch that, he was on the roof. The. Roof! Denny was smiling while panicking.
"This is weird, right?" Smiling in return Harry leapt up while twisting mid-air. Landing in front of Denny whilst sticking to the roof like a pro.
"Not that weird." Denny looked in awe. Then relief. They're not alone.
To Be Continued in Volume 2.
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Being Franks Daughter in Hawkins pt 8
Gif caption: Top Gif: Frank Castle from Marvel's Punisher Bottom Gif: Joyce Byers from Netflix's Stranger Things
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Reader: 17-18 range | female reader
Characters Mentioned: Frank Castle (MCU), Matt Murdock (MCU), Curt Hoyle (MCU), Karen Page (MCU), Peter Parker (MCU), Dinah Madani (MCU), Steve Harrington (ST), Billy Hargrove (ST), Max Mayfeild (ST), Will Byers (ST), Jonathan Byers (ST), Joyce Byers (ST), Nacny Wheeler (ST), Mike Wheeler (ST), Lucas Sinclair (ST), Dustin Henderson (ST)
A/n: Guys. Halloween Happened this part you know what that means? Demo dogs most likely next chap
Warnings: underage drinking mentioned, also fuck nancy we donf like nancy this chapter
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The next day, your up, but Frank has work
So your alone at the house
Props to him for leaving a bowl of oatmeal and fruit for you
God you wish you knew how to cook like Frank does
Maybe you could try.
No you'd probably burn the house down.
A phone call causes you to carry over your breakfast
"Always while Im eatin' come on." Y/n playful protest
"Y/n?"
"Oh. Nancy Hey. Whats up-" Y/n asked.
"Here take the phone-"
"Hello?" It was Mike now.
"Oh. Hey Mikey what can I help you with?"
"Will...uh. Told me about you wanna Try D&D."
Y/n smiled, "I wouldn't mind watching over a game. I've never played it before. Oh. But I was gonna ask if Steve if he wanted to go see that horror movie. And was gonna see if Will wanted to work on our costumes."
"Steve?" Mike asked, "You're dating Steve!? Harrington?!"
"Well. Anything can change within a day Mike- but why is that so-"
There was a click.
"Hello? Mike? Nancy?" Y/n asked into the phone.
Okay. Odd?
Guess that means no D&D for you. Sadly
So you dialed Billy, maybe you could see him today.
"What?" He asked crankily
"Oh well hello to you too Hargrove."
"City bird." He realized, "hey."
Y/n smiled, "I was wondering. Could I come over?"
"Yeah..." he answered.
"Really?" Y/n asked, "And. I dont have to sneak in. Or out?"
"Can we talk about this in person?"
"Yeah. I'm on my way." Y/n spoke.
You got dressed and put on your boots to make the trek to Billy's house
Luckily, you still got your leg strength from running and jumping and all that good shit in New York
You ring the door bell and Max answers it.
"Oh. Hey." Max smiled.
"Hey Max." Y/n smied
"Billy's in his room."
Y/n nodded unzipping her jacket, "did you like those comics?"
"Yeah! They were pretty cool. Know where I can get more?"
Y/n nodded, "I have more dont worry."
You walked through the house, following Billy's loud speakers.
Metal as usual, and even though you knocked he didnt hear you, so you walked in.
"Yo Hargrove!"
The music cut as he turned to her a smile stupidly happy.
"Glowing much pretty boy?" Y/n teased.
"Close the door."
Y/n did as asked as Billy came to her, engulfing her in a stupidly tight bear hug. What?
"Good news?"
"He's gone! He's really fuckin gone!" Billy spoke happily.
"Who?" Y/n asked with a laugh.
"Oh come on! I know you did this!" Billy cheered, "Two weeks! Of fuckin breathin' room! Thank fuckin you!"
"What?" She asked in disbelief.
"What?" He asked, her sudden sour mood dampining his, "What! This is great!"
"He's supposed to be in Jail!" Y/n argued.
"He is!"
What? No thats. Thats not possible.
"I. Two weeks?! Two fuckin weeks?! Thats it!?" Y/n argued.
"Its two weeks! He's done breathing down my neck!"
"No Billy! He's suppose to get. Months! Years maybe! Not two weeks! Thats a slap on the hand!" Y/n argued.
Oh it was so hard to argue with Billy, especially when she seen him so happy for the first time
But he was just. OH so happy, that she eventually dropped it
And he tries to remind you its two weeks free of his dad but it just makes you more mad
He doesnt understand this was what you were suppose to do.
"City bird! Hey! Im talking to you!" Billy argued walking through the house as he followed her, "Where are you going!?"
"You don't understand!"
"Understand what?! You did it!"
"Did it!? Did it!? This is a joke Billy! 2 weeks?! My dad went after the people who killed his family! They killed them! Gunned them all down. He got not one! Not two three or four! 5 life sentences! The laws a joke! The System is A joke! You deserve better!"
You go to leave but he slams the door closed before you can open it all the way
Just for him to hug you
Maybe you should just relish in this small Victory after all Billy was Free from Neil for atleast two weeks.
"Im glad you got some freedom." Y/n spoke, "did he look like a truck hit him atleast?"
"More of less around four trucks."
Y/n laughed, "you want icecream? I want icecream."
So there you are both having on the hood of his Chevy Camaro
Thats when you bring up the family dinner
He only laughs
"Never again" oh he's coming, you'll drag him like he dragged you to the store
Also talk about Halloween
He gives you a 'really' look as you say your going trick or treating
"Free candy."
"Free Booze."
Fair enough, it is Billy
But you tell him maybe something childish will help him feel his true potential and he laughs at you
You both just BS and catch up
Yeah you told him your sucking faces with Harrington and he fake throws up in his mouth
"City bird city bird!" He called out face in hands as he leans on the hood "what am I gonna fuckin do with you?"
"What?" Y/n laughed, "I really do like him."
He looks up at her, "He's...I don't know...just seems...like a great match."
Billy gave her a 'really' look.
"What?! Oh come on. Mr. Jackrabbit."
"I own it." He argued, "Harrington doesn't."
"What?" Y/n asked, "Please. I don't think he's a sex addict like you-"
"That's not it." He defended, "jackrabbits hop around."
"What...no." y/n spoke, "Pietro didnt hop around."
"Okay. Okay." He spoke standing straight up, standing infront of her, "If he hurts you-"
"I'll call you. I promise."
He nodded, "promise?"
He held his pinky out for her as she linked pinkies with him, "Promise."
Seems just been away from each other for a day or two you both had alot to talk about.
Then you both driving for a bit and end up at your house
You work on your costume as he sits by the window smoking.
"What the hell is that?"
"My ant man helmet."
"Can't you just borrow his costume?"
That was a good question
Scott was the type of guy to let you borrow his costume for something like Halloween
"Yeah lets call him."
So you called Scott up
"Hey! Y/n! Y/n!" Scott spoke happily, "The one who too easily kicked my ass."
"Haha. Look I have a favor to ask."
"Let me guess, Im the coolest superhero and you need my help defeating someone."
"Well. You are cool. But I need to borrow the outfit. You know. That one."
"Why?"
"Halloween."
"Yeah fair enough I'll have Strange portal it to you." He told, "But hey! You better send some of those snacks you send Peter."
"Did everyone eat the snacks I sent Peter before Peter ate them?"
"Pfft....yeah. yeah we did." He answered, "They were good!"
So you got an orginal ant man suit even if it was a little snug
"Now thats fuckin badass." Billy cheered watching Y/n turn around who laughed.
"You think the kids will like it?"
"Kids?" Billy spoke, "Dont tell me you actually slept with Harrington-"
Y/n shook her head rolling her eyes as she took looked down at the outfit, "no. But my dads with a chick now and I told him i got trick or treating with him. Same with Nancy's brother who asked me."
"So you rather go trick or treating with some loser kids. Than hang out with me."
"Yes. I would very much." Y/n teased causing him to laugh and roll his eyes playfully, "Don't worry Hargrove you be jealous after the fact I get free candy."
You end up taking the suit off for now, and hanging it up.
Just for Peter to come through your window unannounced and over excited.
"Y/n! There's a Radioshack here! And Man you should web sling through the trees with me! Hence the outfit of you know Spiderman but Oh! My God! It's amazing-"
There Peter stands, spiderman mask gone and suit on as he looks at the two of you in the toom.
"And...you have a friend over- Im Peter! Well Spider Man!- Hi?"
So there goes Billy knowing another superhero identity
Also great for two of your best friends to meet finally
Peters surpised there's no line of questioning just to figure out Billy's already asked you all the usual questions when he found out about you
So you all end up hanging out at your house and basically you both get to tell stories about badass fights and aliens and what not
Yet the day runs out, and Frank ends up coming home meaning the others are probably gonna come over soon
Joyce and Will come over with the gang,
Everyone comes just to hang out, talking bullshit catching up so more
You show Will your room while Matt talks with Billy
"Pretty sick right-"
"Is that your coustume!?" He cheered.
"Yeah it is." Y/n smiled,
"can I put the helmet on?!"
"Hah. Yeah come on I'll help you."
You help Will put the helemt on, its too big for him so he has to hold the sides to see out the eye holes but he's amazed by it
"You look Avenger ready." Y/n smiled.
"You think?" He asked as Y/n pressed the side opening the mask up as he held a smile. "It opens too!"
You had no idea how happy Joyce actually was with Will being so vocal towards you
You dont remember yourself as a kid much but you wonder if you were anything like Will
Quiet but when excited when talking about something of intrest
And he told you all about his costumes
Then proceeded to go into the full entire lore of Ghost Busters
Which you didnt even know exist
You didnt even realize you fell asleep until you woke up early the next day
They put Will on a cot besides your bed, so that must've ment Joyce stayed over, and Peter was on the floor besides Will's cot.
You got out of bed and went into the living room just to see that supposedly everyone had past out in the living room and that included Billy.
You almost laughed actually
Matt was leaning against Frank who was leaning against him
So you went searching for the Polaroid camera
Founding it and full of film you went to take a picture
And Matt must've been so knocked out that he didnt even React.
But Billy did as he flinched awake
"Morin'"
"Mhm...yeah..." he groaned standing up stretching himself out as his bones cracked.
"You hungry?"
"Gimmie five mintues to wake up first damn."
"I'll take it as a yes."
So you started making everyone breakfast
Billy ended up helping you because he litterally watched you almost knock down a pan of hot bacon greese twice and you've barely even started.
And a soft knock causes you to get the door.
Its Steve. With flowers.
"Happy Halloween." He speaks with a smile, "For you."
"Thanks., Happy Halloween to you too," Y/n smiled looking at the orange and yellow sunflowers, "they're pretty."
"Just like you."
That made you giggle, Ew giggle?
Billy swears he'll puke in he hears you giggle again and you'd be right beside him puking your brains out
Steve's pretty pissed when he walks in and sees Billy cooking breakfast as you quickly put your flowers in a vase
"Last time I seen both of you together it was-"
"At the dinner." They both answered.
Y/n smiled, it was nice to have them around together
Though they really hated each other.
They enjoyed you attempt at breakfast
It wasnt a crazy breakfast just simple bacon, eggs and toast.
"Not bad." Billy complimented.
"Thanks." Y/n spoke, "Thought I would of burnt it."
"Just the toast." Steve teased causing Y/n to chuckle, "Burnt toast ends are good."
Y/n smiled poking at her eggs, "I'll have to remember that."
Steve smiled at her, as she held her smile back. The two catching eyes, locking and holding one anothers gaze.
Billy only rolls his eyes at the both of you
He just has a bad vibe off Steve
And that goes both ways
Soon everyone starts waking up and you get them coffee and breakfast
You get the Polaroid camera and take pictures of everyone
Madnai and Billy sitting next to each other of course show the bird
"My brother likes cameras." Will spoke sitting besides Y/n with his breakfast, they sitting on the porch together on the stairs.
Y/n smiled drinking some of the coffee, "Yeah? If he's anything like you, we could be good friends."
Will nodded looking down at his plate, the cold stealing heat from the food.
"You...lived in New York."
"Yes I did." Y/n spoke, "All my life almost."
"You've seen. Werid stuff?" Will asked, "Like. Stuff that's...scary?"
Y/n looked down at her mug, "...Yeah...I do."
"Do you dream about it?"
"All the time." Y/n answered, "what about you? Have any bad dreams?"
"Not last night." He answered.
"But before?"
Will nodded, "I get worried Im gonna hurt someone."
"Thats the good thing about nightmares." Y/n spoke, "they cant hurt anyone. Not anyone out here."
He nods as Y/n smiled, "So. What houses are we going after first? I know in New York the rich families always give out full bars."
"Here too. Same houses every year."
You both go inside, Will wanting some more eggs.
Joyce is glad to hear Will has no nightmares, its not often and she even jokes that she'd have to start having him have sleep over with you more
Its just a good time all around.
Billy's given up on convicing you to go to a party instead of trick or treating but did tell you where the party would be just in case
He leaves after a time, saying he had to check on his "shit head sister" you two quickly linking Pinkies before he leaving
"What was that?" Steve asked as they walked into her room.
"Handshake in a way." Y/n spoke.
"Bye Y/n!"
"Bye Will! Bye Joyce! I'll pick up Will in a few!" She called.
Y/n pulled the hanger down with the costume on it
"We don't have a handshake." Steve commented.
Y/n chuckled, "did you want to make one?"
"I wouldn't mind-" Steve started, as he turned around she getting undressed to put the suit on.
"I just thought it'd be cool. You know. With dating an all...plus. dont think any other girl would want to have a secret handshake."
A zipper was heard before Y/n's footsteps and he turned around: seeing her in full deep red leather with an accent of black.
"You look. Wow." Steve started looking at her in awe, "wow...is that-"
"Leather?" Y/n asked, "sure we can call it leather."
"You look."
Y/n raised a brow.
"Wow."
Okay is he gonna stop saying Wow now?
You can only laugh and walk out the room with the helmet in hand.
Apparently Peter's coming too because he's now in a toned down spiderman suit like the classic instead of the superfancy shiney one
"Whattya think? Think I could tag along?"
"I think your tags showing."
"What!? Really!? Aw man!"
Steve almost feels left out, but he said he was going to a party so not to really feel bad about it
You leave with Parker and Steve at your side bur before you do.
"Matt you're coming."
"Yeah alright."
Just drag Matt Murdock along on all your silly adventures
No you really just need him to flirt with Mrs.Wheeler so you can sneak Mike out the back door
Saying bye to Steve you kiss him quickly and then your on your way
"No daredevil outfit?" Y/n questioned Matt clearing his throat, "its on under your suit isn't it."
"Just in case."
"In case what? A tree attacks us?" Peter asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Just incase Y/n goes insane."
You only laugh at that and park infront of the Wheelers, getting out as Matt gets out with ease
"Act like your not blind. Just keep the glasses on and flirt with her. I'll go around back and Peter will keep the car going."
"Yeah yeah. Go go."
Operation break the kid out of his basement a go.
You quickly ran around back while Matt went to sweet talk Mrs.Wheeler
"Well...Hello." Mrs.Wheeler spoke with a smile, Matt smiling back.
"Hello. Ms?"
"Mrs. Wheeler. Karen Wheeler." She spoke, yeah sounds like she wouldnt be Mrs. For much longer talking like that.
You knock on Mikes basement door that leads to the back as he opens it seeing Three boys there.
"YOU'RE-"
"Shh!" Y/n shushed opening the helmet, "Sinclair, Wheeler- hi new kid."
"You're from the supermarket! Remember me? Dustin Dustin Henderson."
"Oh. Yeah. Hi. Now hurry up Mrs.Wheeler dosen't exactly like me."
They rushed to follow you and while Matt quickly said his goodbyes after painfully flirting with Mrs.Wheeler they all quickly got to the truck
"Come on we gotta go get Max!" Y/n spoke, taking the helmet off, "hold this would you Henderson?"
They all wanna wear it. They know your not all the really heros but damn. You do look it
You guys go pick up max, then Will
Thats where you "offically meet Johnathan"
"Hey. I'm-"
"Y/n....Y/n Castiglione..."
She smiled, "Thats me. Hehe...Jonathan I remember you from the lunch tables. Not very...social at school."
"No! No! I. I understand ya." He spoke as they shook hands, "nice to finally meet you."
"Right back at you."
"So uh. If you dont mind. Taking photos while there out."
"No not at all yeah. I'd love too."
Group of kids ready to rumble now
You take them to the "rich neighborhood" because thats where all the good candy is
They're all rushing to get out the car because they have to home by a certain time so they want all the candy they can get
Peter and Matt keep up with most of them
But Will's kinda lagging, so you stick with him. Gives for nice photos of the kids in the distance
You also snap a few pictures of Will trick or treating too
As well as denying people for pictures
But as you're standing there changing the film and waiting for Will to come back down you look up and he's gone
"Huh. Will! Will!" Y/n called just to hear him shivering from far away.
You managed to find him.
"Hey! Hey! Buddy. What's wrong?"
"Im sorry im sorry!" He cried.
"Come on lets take a breathe. Theres nothing to be sorry for." She tells him.
"Will?!"
"We're down here mike."
Mike rushed down to both of you and ask what happened
But Will says he just wants to go back and hang out with Mike at his place.
"Okay. Thats fine. Call your mom while your there? So she knows. And take this," Y/n spoke handing him the camera," Good memories right?"
He looks down at the camera and full roll and nods.
"Come on I'll take you both back."
So you do just that, drive them back to Mikes house.
"And please! Call your mother!"
"I will."
Y/n smiles, "Hey and Will."
He looks back at her, "If you ever need someone to back you up. I've got you."
"Thanks."
You hope he'd be okay, and that a friend could help him, but you have to go pick up the other kids too because its getting towards that time
So you take them home waving to them then driving off.
But one of the kids forgot something to there costume so you'll just give it back Monday.
So when you drop off Lucas and wave to Mr. And mrs.Sinclair goodbye you realize its not even that late.
"What are your thinking?" Matt questioned.
"Its only 10:30." Y/n spoke.
"And?" Matt spoke Peter handing him a tootsie roll, "thank you"
"I...could go to a party."
"We're going to a party?" Peter asked.
"No. I'm going to a party."
"You take peter i dont tell. You dont take Peter I tell." Matt spoke.
"What?! Why?" Y/n argued.
"Always need someone watching you back." Matt defended, "is this Bananana flavored what the hell!"
"What!? No way?! Thats a thing!?" Peter asked handing Matt another one.
"Steve will be there." Y/n defended.
"Oh." Matt spoke.
"What do you mean oh?"
"Oh. Like. Drinking, drugs, boys, bathrooms-"
"EW!" Peter and Y/n complained.
"Im telling the truth!" Matt defended opening the packet of candy and eating it, "who the hell gives out fruity tootise rolls!"
"So. I take Peter. We chill for a few hours we come back."
"Wait so I can go?"
"Yeah."
"Alright!"
Matts gonna murder you with the fruity tootsie rolls if you keep giving them to him.
You drop him off at his motel and then your off
Que you and peter almost getting lost for 25 mintues, real smooth
But you guys eventually make it
Just to find a guy hurling outside
"Wow. Hawkins Parties. Great." Peter joked.
You could only roll your eyes at him as you both went inside.
You could Find Steve but you found Billy
Being Billy
People hyping him up as he chugged what you assumed was the whole Keg he feeling like a king
Then spotted you
"Look who decided to show up!" He laughed, shouting over the music,"Put your kids too bed!?"
"Infact I did!" She laughed.
"Come on! Lets get you a drink!" He shouted
"No! No! Im not into the whole drinking think!"
"I know! But you be surpised that water and soda still exist here!"
So he takes you to go get a water and then runs off, you following just to loose him in the crowded house.
Thats when you spot Nancy, and go to say Hi but Steve's over there.
You much rather not intrude on there friendship, after all. You're always hanging around boys so you dont see a problem with Nancy hanging around or anyone else
Except Carol
We dont like Carol, or Heather aka the Bully
Peter finally finds you
"Already partying?" Y/n laughed.
"This kinda sucks." He answered grabbing a water.
"Yeah," y/n spoke, "Not everything they make it out to be."
"Wanna just go back to yours and build that lego set?" Peter asked then took a chug of water, but got no answer, "Y/n?"
What was Steve Harrington doing walking Nancy Wheeler to the bathroom just in sight And going in with her
"One sec."
You left Peter there as you went to the bathroom, in full honesty you expect to hear soothing words and puking
Not. Well.
"Its all Bullshit!" Nancy complained.
"Nanc, come on you're drunk, just puke your brains out and-"
"You're bullshit!" She argued.
"Nancy I don't-"
"Bullshit. Its all bullshit Steve. I love you!"
Y/n stayed still, "Nanc, I. Look I really like Y/n."
"But you don't love her. Its why its Bullshit! Who do you love?! Its me or her!"
"Nanc, you know you can't make me do that-"
"Its me. Or its her!"
You interveinded by knocking on the door.
"Nanc? I seen you come in here? Are you okay? You didnt look so good!"
The door opened to see Nanc still hunched over the sink, and Steve standing on the other side of her.
"Too much to drink?" Y/n asked him.
"No kidding." Steve told.
"Nancy? You okay?" Y/n asked going to stand her up straight.
"No-" her protest didnt last long as she fell over Y/n catching her.
"Alright lets get you some water-"
Nancy just pushed off her, and went off by herself
"Rude drunk much?" Y/n asked.
"I thought you weren't coming." Steve spoke up
"Kids went home." Y/n told, "Thinkin about goin there myself. Home. This aint my style."
"I could go with you." Steve mentioned.
"I've gotta drop Peter off." Y/n answered, "Maybe. Come over we go threw the candy stash?"
"At my house?" Steve asked.
"Your house? Steve your parents-"
"Aren't home." Steve finished for her, "I like Tootsie rolls. See you there."
He kissed your cheek and then left
You and Peter end up leaving and you telling him you were going to Steves
He starts teasing you
"Yeah? What about you and MJ?"
"Thats a different story!"
"Sure. Parker Sure."
You pulled up to the motel just for Karen to run up.
"Hey Karen-"
"Matt's gone."
"What?" Y/n asked.
"He's gone!" Karen complained.
"Come on he's blind but very much capable-"
"Y/n!"
"Okay! Okay! Let me park and we'll help look!"
It doesn't take long for you with a trusty flashlight to reach the nearby farms to see Matt out there
"Damn it Murdock! What in gods name are you-"
You had stepped into a pumpkin rather than tripping over one just to see your ankle high in rotten pumpkin guts.
You kick them off and walk over to Matt
"Dude everyones-"
"Shh-"
"Hey-"
"Shut up."
Well if Matt's telling you to shut up its usually important
"Do you hear that?"
"Hear what?"
He was silent for a moment, "look at the pumpkins below you. There. Rotted."
"Okay some bad crop maybe?"
"Pumpkins? Rotting on Halloween Night?" Matt asked grabbing a piece just for it to almost melt in his hand like ice cream on a hot day, "Crops this rotted would take days, weeks even. Why would it be so vast?"
"Matt. Its Hawkins. Its probably some old farmer that just cant get around fast enough." Y/n explained, "lets go now?"
He sighed, getting up and picking up his white cane and unfolding it, walking over to her, "somethings not right here, you need to tell me if you see anything."
"Matt. Its Hawkins!" Y/n protested.
"Y/n. Im blind!" Matt argued, "look what I do."
Matt did have a fair point, but you rather just. Stay away from that stuff
You were trying to ya know. Lay Low
Plus you had a boyfriend, and then there were the kids
And you just dont wanna rope them in to anything Superhero level dangerous
Certainly didnt want anything avenger level threat
You took Matt back and used the motel phone to call Frank
"No."
"What!? Why not!?" Y/n complained.
"Who's house are you staying at?" Frank asked.
"I dont know. Who's house is Joyce staying at?" Y/n protested.
"So this is how your gonna convince me?" Frank asked.
"Yes?"
He sighed, "I need the truck back for tommrow- If I see ONE mark on you-"
"Yeah yeah, you'll pow pow pow. I got it." Y/n spoke, "Try and not break the bed frame?"
"Y/n! I swear to-"
But you had already hung up and was calling Steve's house
"Hello?"
"Harrington. Pick me up by the street near my house 15 mintues."
With that you said goodbye to everyone, told Matt to stop freaking out and drove off to your house
You parked the truck and hurried in through your window to change and throw the stuff one of the kids left in your room.
You'd ask Strange to portal back the suit later.
So with your bag of candy and small bag of chlothes you went to the road.
"What...the hell is that..." Y/n asked squiting at the hunched over animal in the distance, just before it darted off.
But Steve's lights come into view and he's stopping for you to get in.
You tossed your bag in the back and sit in the passenger seat
"Big Haul." Y/n smiled holding up the candy bag.
Steve smiled, "any spare tootsie rolls in there?"
"Saved one just for you."
The drive back to his house was filled with Music and laughing
You two eating candy before you could even go through it.
When you got to the house, some bad memories came over you, but you pushed forward.
He took you upstairs. You hadn't been to his room before.
His room was...plain compared to yours, but bigger.
"I can go make us something warm. Coffee? Tea?" He asked, he looked nervous having Y/n in his room sitting on the edge of his bed.
"Um...yeah whatever you make I'll have one." Y/n told with a smile.
"Right...you'll be fine up here?"
"Yeah."
So he left you up there, and you decided to pick out all the wrappers from your candy adventure in Steve's car and toss them in his little trash
Just to catch a peak out his window
Wow. Steve's family had a lot more money than you realized
It was sooner rather than later that he came up with tea for the both of you
"Sorry. If you don't uh."
"Like it?"
"Yeah..."
"I'll drink it anyhow. Thanks."
They sat on his bed side by side, drinking tea.
"You're not very picky."
Y/n chuckled, "how could I be?"
Steve cocked an eyebrow up as Y/n sighed, "Sorry-"
"No. No." Steve told, "harder than I imagined in New York."
Y/n smiled, "Superhero's are people too."
"You really do have relationships with them. Don't you?" Steve questioned, "Genuine realtionships."
"I understand them. In a way...I see them as people..rather than superheros. Not all are good though, some rest in the gray and such." Y/n informed with a soft smile towards him, "Its tough out there."
"Im no superhero, but I get it." Steve answered, "I shouldn't even be saying that..."
"Hey. Everyone has there hardest hour." Y/n told setting her mug besides her feet on the floor, "its diffrent from someone elses. Ya know?"
"I think thats what makes you...unique." he started, "You...see everyone in different parts. Heh I'd be dumb to say its not one of the reasons I love you-"
It went silent between the two, Steve clearing his throat as he set his mug on his nightstand, "I. Sorry."
"For what?" Y/n spoke, "You say sorry when you dont mean things. Did you not-"
"Mean it?" Steve asked, "Well No I didnt."
"You didn't?"
"No! I mean yes no I didn't- The sorry. But I did- I- fuck."
Y/n smiled small at him as he jumbled his words: "I get it."
"Oh thank god."
He couldnt help but feel stupid when you were around, like you were some kindergarten crush
When both of you are already dating
You lay back on his bed, and he lays besides you.
Thats when you realize he has a glow in the dark star sticker on his ceiling still, most likely from when he was like 8
"Does it still glow?" Y/n asked.
"What?" Steve asked looking at the ceiling as she points it out, "lets find out."
He turns off his lamp leaving the two in the semi dark light from the pool outside polluting the room.
"Yeah kinda." Y/n smiled as Steve finds himself next to Y/n again.
"Huh. Would you look at that." Steve chuckled watching Y/n reach a hand out to the star.
"Stars aren't far out of reach then." Y/n told him.
Steve's hand came up to catch Y/n's, "Two hands are better than one."
She turns her head to look at him he doing the same as they make eye contact and hold it, "You're not wrong."
Steve gives her a soft smile, he getting up to lean on his side and look down at her, "what?" She asked.
"Just wondering if you have more intrest in the star than me." Steve told her, causing her to laugh, "Could...I steal your attention for just a moment for a kiss?"
"And ruin my view of the star? No way!"
"Ouch!"
Y/n laughed as he joined her, feeling her hands grip onto his collar and pull him down into a soft kiss. It pulling Steve in deeper in love than he already was.
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Bit of a weird one, what if Peter was a vampire owo he certainly looks like one already
I'm gonna take this ask and kinda go a little monster AU with. Hope you don't mind anon 😊. Don't worry it's still mostly Peter centric.
Few notes about vamps in this AU. Sunlight is fine they're just weaker in it, reflections and pictures ain't a problem, don't need as much sleep.
Enhanced senses and physical abilities vary from individual to individual.
He doesn't really mind being a vampire, biggest drawback in his opinion is having to go out and get blood from people.
I mean he could get blood easier from other supernaturals but it leaves a bad taste in his mouth and wouldn't sustain him for as long.
Still better than being like his sister in his opinion. Sarah is a succubus.
Now, as for how he met Y/N it's much the same as in canon.
Only difference is he was out looking for someone to bleed dry as he'd been a foul mood.
He noticed them before he even saw them, as a sweet scent that flooded his senses.
At first he thought it was just someone who's blood would taste especially good, maybe enough for him to leave them alive to come back for repeat feedings.
It wouldn't be much trouble, he's got the skills necessary to find them again and make sure they don't remember anything.
He wasn't expecting to see someone who made his heart stop.
He also wasn't expecting the intense pang of jealousy when a half fae, TK, put a hand on their shoulder with a smile on their face.
Still it did nothing to erase the intense warm feeling he got when he looked at Y/N.
Thoughts of keeping them to himself quickly filled his head. Feeling them against him each night as they slept, what sounds they could make, how their blood tastes.
His previous task forgotten he stayed and watches them work, concealed across the road, until they left for the evening.
Obviously he has to follow them and figure out where they live "it'll make this whole process so much easier.".
When they eventually get to their apartment building he picks up the scent of a few other supernaturals but for the most part the building is populated by humans.
"Guess i better figure out which ones are gonna be a problem.".
He learns their roommate is a witch though not a particularly powerful one so she wasn't much of a threat.
The real problem was the building's landlord, a grumpy wolf who nearly caught his scent on the first night.
Wolves, especially one's who aren't apart of a traditional pack, are territorial creatures who don't take kindly to trespassers.
Not that any of that will stop him.
It doesn't matter who's in his way whether it's the halfling, the witch or that old wolf.
His darling was HIS, and he didn't care woul he had to tear through to keep them forever.
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xxx: Snowballs
"Something feels off."
"What do you mean?"
"I don't like this."
"Leave it alone," Marko warned him. "The sooner you guys get through this, the sooner we go home."
"He's right," Cat said from her place near the window. "Nothing Peter's doing is going to hurt you. If you try something, though, you'll have to worry about what I'll do to you."
Max looked at her. "Are you a superhero or are you a reformed criminal?"
"I was an Avenger."
"No clue of what that means."
"I'm really good at fighting but I'm not good as a person."
"May?" Peter walked into the room, in the distance, she began to hear police sirens, but she didn't think that was the problem the spidey senses were trying to point out.
"What is it, Peter?"
Cat put a hand behind her back, ready to fetch her blaster. Peter's eyes went from person to person unsure of what was going on, and he was making the already unstable men nervous.
THWIP!
He trapped Norman's hand against Dum-E. The older man smiled. "That's some neat trick... that sense of yours."
"Norman?"
"Norman's on sabbatical, honey."
"The Goblin," Peter looked at May first and then at Cat. The message was clear: get out.
"No more darker half? Did you really think that I'd let that happen? That I'd let you take away my power just because you're blind to what true power can bring you?"
"You don't know me."
"Don't I? I saw how she trapped you, fighting her holy moral mission... we don't need you to save us— we don't need to be fixed!" He looked at Max. "These are not curses, they're gifts."
"Norman, no—"
"Quiet, lapdog!"
"You don't know what you're talking about," Peter insisted.
"I watched you from deep behind Norman's cowardly eyes— struggling to have everything you want while the world tries to make you choose," he laughed. "Gods don't have to choose. We take."
Cat felt drawn to his speech, inside her something tugged at the restraints keeping her under control.
"May— run."
Cat seized her blaster while May ran out of the apartment. Max pulled the neutralizer off his chest and summoned the arch reactor from the laundry room. Norman ripped Peter's webs and attacked him.
She turned to May and pushed her out of there, then she ran just in time to see Max throwing Otto out of the building through the wall. She lifted her blaster and pointed at him.
"Put that reactor down!"
He laughed. "What? You gonna stop me with that thing?"
At her feet, she saw Flint Marko sliding away. Max was absorbing more power than she could possibly handle, even while copying his powers. Dr. Connors was trying to escape from the truck, she could hear him.
"Copy! Go find May!" Peter was trying to shake Norman off.
"But—"
"Make sure she's okay!"
Max smiled at her one last time before leaving, she growled, running to the exit.
"Mouse, check the surveillance cameras and tell me where May is!"
"She's going down the stairs on the second floor."
Cat teleported right behind the woman and May screamed. "It's me, it's me! Keep going, we need to leave the building!"
"Where's Peter?"
"He's fighting Osborn—"
"You can't leave him!"
"He asked me to get you!"
They ran to the lobby, something cracked above her head and Cat grabbed May, pulling her back. The ceiling crumbled in front of them, Norman and Peter were in the middle of the mess. The Daily Bugle and several police cars were there, Cat was glad to be wearing a mask.
"Stay here," she told May. "I'll help Peter."
"Have this!" May handed her the Goblin's cure.
Cat teleported behind Norman, she stabbed the man's neck and pressed the button to release the liquid. He moved away from Peter, trying to punch her in the face.
"What the..." she grabbed her spear. "Why is the serum not working?!"
Peter rolled over. "He was making his own cure!"
"Peter!"
"Now's not the time, C!"
Norman approached her menacingly. "You are not like him. Your eyes, there is an absence in them... your loyalty to this boy is holding you back..."
"If you get any closer, I'll kill you," she extended her spear.
He cackled. "Go ahead! Show him how it is to get rid of what stands in your way when you have the guts!"
"Webs!" Cat urged him.
The boy was too injured, she hadn't seen him this way ever since he'd been hit by a train. He tried to stand and coughed, falling to his knees.
"Fine," Cat took a shaky breath. "Let's have it your way, Goblin."
She threw her weapon and he caught it, he tried to stab her but she moved away. Norman was impressibly strong, he wasn't bleeding, and he didn't even have bruises.
Peter was tired, Cat drew out her blaster again and decided to leave the spear.
"Weak!" Norman shouted, and threw her weapon.
Cat grabbed the blaster with both hands and put it in front of Peter. The spear went right through it, and when she looked, the blade was a mere inch away from the boy's throat.
"Are you okay?" She gasped.
Peter nodded wordlessly, May threw a big rock in Norman's direction.
"May, go!" Peter shouted trying to get to her but stumbling over the debris.
"You tried to fix me," Norman tilted his head towards them. "Now I'm gonna fix you."
"May run... please..." Peter got up again with Cat's help, he was shaking.
Cat looked in time to see a glider flying in. She opened her mouth to scream 'Watch out!' but the warning came at the same time May was thrown forward.
Norman jumped on top of his glider. "Peter, Peter, Peter... no good deed goes unpunished. You can thank me later."
He grabbed something and pressed the top of it, then he threw it toward May. Cat teleported and used her cape to protect May. The Goblin escaped not without throwing a second bomb at the police cars outside the building. Cat shook off the dirt and rocks that had fallen on top of her, and cupped May's face.
"Deep breaths, can you do that for me?" Cat moved so Peter's aunt had more room. "What were you thinking, huh? I told you to stay away..." May coughed, and Cat hushed her gently. "Here, put your arm around my shoulders..."
She helped the woman up, and Peter stumbled once again trying to stand. She quickly urged him to cease trying.
"I'm fine..."
"Mouse?"
"Vitals are a little wanky, but stable."
"Stay there, we're coming to you."
Cat guided May towards her nephew, and she moved away when they hugged each other. She looked around the room with a terrible dread nestling inside of her. "Osborn's a piece of shit..."
Peter grimaced. "I think I broke my ribs..." he looked around as well, then at Cat, her cheek had blood smeared on it. "This is all my fault..."
"No..." May started.
"I should have let Strange send them back—"
"You did the right thing. They would've been killed. You did the right thing."
"I was the one who fucked up," Cat sighed. "If only I hadn't let Tony —or any of the adults back then scare me... your identity would've remained a secret and Mysterio would've left you alone. I should've vanished from your life sooner—"
"Cat..."
"I should've dealt with it alone. I was a coward!"
"Cat, this happened 'cause I made it happen. You said no and I didn't listen. I'm the one to blame. These guys were never my mess to fix."
May looked at them in outrage. "Oh. What Norman said? My moral mission?"
"No, May—"
"No, Peter, you listen to me. You two have a gift. You have power." She placed one hand on the boy's chest. "And with great power, there must also come great responsibility."
The boy stared at his aunt. "...yeah, I know."
May turned to Cat. "Stop blaming yourself for what others did. What matters is that you keep pushing back, and you'll keep pushing back until you've won."
Cat looked down at her feet and found the spear laying a little further to the right. She bent down to grab it.
May's knees gave up and she fell again. Peter was quick to catch her and carefully placed her on the ground. Large vehicles stopped outside. "May, we need to leave, what's going on?"
"I'm okay," she spoke, but her eyes were losing focus.
"Yeah, you're okay, what happened?" Peter knelt in front of her.
"Just have to... catch my breath."
"Okay, well, catch your breath I'm right here. Take your time..."
Cat looked at the doors anxiously. "We need to go."
"Hold on."
"Peter..."
"She needs a moment," he insisted.
May's hand slipped, and Cat's insides froze when she noticed there was a small pool of blood growing under the woman's body, she spoke in a whisper.
"Mouse?"
"Her pulse is slowing down to a critical point."
"What can we do?"
"You're not equipped for this."
"Peter, we have to take her to a doctor."
"She's not gonna make it."
She took a long, determined breath. "Did you hear that, Peter?"
"Yes," he answered quietly.
"Are you okay?" May asked weakly.
"Somebody help!" He screamed at the people outside. "I need an ambulance, please! Somebody—"
"What happened?" May insisted.
"Nothing happened," he turned back, lovingly stroking her hair and accidentally smearing blood on it. "You're okay, you're okay..."
"Let me just... let me catch my breath."
"I'm right here— I'm right here, I'm right here..."
Cat moved to stand in front of Peter and May to protect them. Damage control had heard Peter's screams but they hadn't believed him, they were loading their guns. Her voice trembled. "I'm so sorry, but you need to say goodbye now."
Peter didn't respond, but she knew he'd heard her. He got closer to May. "You're okay... it's just me and you."
"I no longer detect a pulse."
"May?" Peter said weakly. "May?"
Cat didn't dare to look back, the sight would throw her right back to the moment she'd lost half of her family. She couldn't go back, not right now when Peter needed her the most.
"Will you look at me, May? Please?"
"Mouse was keeping track of her vitals—"
"What are you doing May? Will you just wake up and talk to me, please?"
The men outside were approaching, Cat grabbed the bag May had brought along. "Peter, please just listen to me..."
"Okay!" He choked out. "I'm going! Oh, God... May..."
A car stopped between them and the armed man. Happy. Her chest tightened. "Let's not make things worse!"
"Get out of the car now, move!"
Happy was dragged out of the vehicle, she tried to run toward him but Peter seized her ankle. She looked down at him, and therefore at May's body.
"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry—" he whispered to his aunt.
—It was supposed to be me— I'm sorry...
Cat squeezed her eyes shut to get rid of the memory, she lifted Peter as gently yet as urgently as she could.
"Parker and Copycat, come out with your hands up!"
Cat grabbed Peter and disappeared inside a cloud of brimstone.
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Avengers as Taylor Swift Songs
Okay, hi, hello, I have seen many posts detailing the Avengers as Taylor Swift songs, and they are usually written by either Swifties or Marvel fans, which causes some… problems. For example, I saw one list that said "illicit affairs" was Peter's because it said "don't call me kid" even though the SONG IS ABOUT CHEATING AND DOESN'T FIT HIM HELLO. Anyway, given that I have been a marvel and Taylor fan for at least a decade each, I have decided that I have enough expertise to create a definitive list. I think it is very good, though I'm sure there will be corrections. I know I didn't use songs from all of her albums but that is because I only wanted to use the songs she owns, and the songs that fit were more populated on her more recent albums. Also Tony, Peter, and Steve get two because I'm indecisive :)
Tony Stark: Epiphany or Anti-hero
Song Link:
Taylor Swift – epiphany (Official Lyric Video)
Taylor Swift - Anti-Hero (Official Lyric Video)
Most fitting lyric:
"Only 20 minutes to sleep/But you dream of some epiphany/Just one single glimpse of relief/ To make some sense of what you've seen"
"Did you hear my covert narcissism I disguise as altruism/Like some kind of congressman? (Tale as old as time)/I wake up screaming from dreaming/One day I'll watch as you're leaving
And life will lose all its meaning"
Explanation: I feel like this one is pretty self-explanatory, but let me crack at it anyway. Many people might label Epiphany as Steve's song because of the military references, but Tony holds more guilt for the evil he's done and the harm that the avengers have done. This is most easy to see in the five years around Endgame, where Tony is haunted by the fact that they lost and tries desperately to avoid having to work to make a difference. Tony just wants an answer to everything, but feels as though all he can do is dream without an answer. As for "anti-hero"… lets be honest, this one is pretty self-explanatory. Tony is harsh on himself and likes to hide himself behind fake narcissism. That's what we see.
Steve Rogers: "coney island" or "Right where you left me"
Song Link:
Taylor Swift - coney island (Lyric Video) ft. The National
Taylor Swift - right where you left me (Official Lyric Video)
Most Fitting Lyric:
"Were you waiting at our old spot/In the tree line, by the gold clock?/Did I leave you hanging every single day?/…/And when I got into the accident/The sight that flashed before me was your face"
OR
"Everybody moved on/I, I stayed there/Dust collected on my pinned-up hair/They expected me to find somewhere/Some perspective, but I sat and stared"
Explanation: Both of these songs reflect Steve's inability to leave the past as the past. He is still watching, waiting, looking for his opportunity to go back to the 1940's. There's also a reflection of his love for Peggy, which is his main goal, beyond what he is currently facing.
Bruce Banner: "peace"
Song Link:
Taylor Swift – peace (Official Lyric Video)
Most Fitting Lyric:
"But there's robbers to the east, clowns to the west/I'd give you my sunshine, give you my best/But the rain is always gonna come if you're standing with me"
Explanation: I was realllllllllllllllllllllllll close to using this song for Peter, but I think at the end of the day, it fits Bruce better. He worries throughout the movies that he can't have a normal life because of the whole whole Hulk thing. He seems to crave it and fear it at the same time, as does this song.
Thor: "The Lucky One"
Song Link: Taylor Swift - The Lucky One (Taylor's Version) (Lyric Video)
Most Fitting Lyric:
"And they'll tell you now, you're the lucky one/Yeah, they'll tell you now, you're the lucky one/Can you tell me now you're the lucky one?"
Explanation: This was not an easy one for me to label. I wanted to get something that fully encapsulated his grief and depression while also giving him something that showed off his past. I would say that this song gives off this impression, as he is realizing that he has everything he was supposed to want and nothing like he was actually aiming for. Feeling a little meh about this, but it's what I got.
Natasha Romanoff: "the archer"
Song Link: Taylor Swift - The Archer (Lyric Video)
Most Fitting Lyric: "Combat, I'm ready for combat/I say I don't want that, but what if I do?/…./'Cause all of my enemies started out friends/Help me hold onto you/I've been the archer/I've been the prey/Who could ever leave me darling?/But who could stay?"
Explanation: I know, I know, everyone wants to put Nat in her rep era because they think it sounds badass, but simply labeling her as a badass feels a little… deeming, don't you think? That's why I refuse to give her either "The Man" or any old revenge song, because she's cool! And deep! I have to give her something cool and deep! She, like Bruce, wants a family and is instead perched for a fight. She doesn't know how to trust as fully as she would like to, and struggles with who to let in the Avengers.
Hawkeye: "Sweet Nothing"
Song Link:
Taylor Swift - Sweet Nothing (Official Lyric Video)
Most Fitting Lyric:
"'Cause they said the end is coming/Everyone's up to something/I find myself running home to your sweet nothings/Outside, they're push and shoving/You're in the kitchen humming/All that you ever wanted from me was nothing"
Explanation: Hawkeye. Is. A Soft Dad. He don't wanna fight, he wants his fam.
Bucky: "This is Me Trying"
Song Link:
Taylor Swift – this is me trying (Official Lyric Video)
Most Fitting Lyric:
"I didn't know if you'd care if I came back/I have a lot of regrets about that/Pulled the car off the road to the lookout/Could've followed my fears all the way down"
Explanation: Bucky is trying his best, and still feels like he's slipping, which is pretty 'this is me trying' of him. Honestly I don't need to put more here, he's sad, the song is sad, that's what I got.
Wanda: "Bigger Than The Whole Sky"
Song Link: Taylor Swift - Bigger Than The Whole Sky (Lyric Video)
Most Fitting Lyric:
"And I've got a lot to pine about/I've got a lot to live without/I'm never gonna meet/What could've been, would've been/What should've been you"
Explanation: Wanda has lost so much throughout her past, her brother, Vision, and of course, her kids. That one relates most to the first song, as she is dealing with her grief of what should've been the life she wanted. I thought about putting 'delicate' here too, but I think her reputation and falling in love with Vision is much less important than her kids and her grief. Could also do with 'Vigilante Shit' for the sole purpose of Multiverse of Madness'
Vision: "the lakes"
Song Link: Taylor Swift - the lakes (Official Lyric Video)
Most Fitting Lyric:
"Take me to the lakes where all the poets went to die/I don't belong, and my beloved, neither do you/…/I want auroras and sad prose/I want to watch wisteria grow right over my bare feet/'Cause I haven't moved in years/And I want you right here"
Explanation: This one was also not easy, though unlike the Thor problem this is because Vision has barely over 100 minutes of screen time throughout the Marvel movies so far. So yeah. Less than two hours didn't really give me much. HOWEVER you know what I do know about him? He likes Wanda. And he wants to hide away from the crazy of it all. And 'the lakes' reconciled those two facts. I also liked giving a sentient robot a song about poets. Heheheh so fun. This is also quite fitting for Wanda, but she's busy with her not-alive kids.
Peter Parker: "You're on Your Own, Kid" or "Eyes Open"
Song Link: Taylor Swift - You're On Your Own, Kid (Official Lyric Video)
Eyes Open (Taylor's Version)
Most Fitting Lyric:
"'Cause there were pages turned with the bridges burned/Everything you lose is a step you take/So make the friendship bracelets/Take the moment and taste it/You've got no reason to be afraid/…/You're on your own, kid/You always have been."
"The tricky thing is yesterday we were just children/Playing soldiers, just pretending/Dreaming dreams with happy endings/In backyards, winning battles with our wooden swords/But now we've stepped into a cruel world"
Explanation: OOOOO BABY PETER TIME THE WHOLE REASON I MADE THIS LIST. Peter is. A child. Or at least he was for the majority of his plot line, and I wanted to make sure the song that I chose reflected that, which both of these do. I also wanted to reflect the coming-of-age that Peter goes through, and the fear that he is put through in his plot lines. And yet, at the end of it, he still doesn't know what he's up to. He's still lost, and he's still scared. WAY BETTER THAN GIVING HIM ILLICIT AFFAIRS JUST BECAUSE IT SAYS DON'T CALL ME KID.
Thus ends my Swiftie and Marvel fan rant. Hope you enjoyed. Let me know if you want me to do more characters below because I just did my faves :D
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Wreckless - The Jacuzzi
*Warning Adult Content*
Emmett
I'm not gonna lie... lying in a pool of semen and lube and sweat is not the way I prefer to spend my time and I'm 100 % sure that Finnegan agrees with me but neither of us move for a few minutes and even then it's only to separate a bit and lie on our backs.
I find his hand and hold it while we catch our breath.
"I want the toy back," he murmurs and I'm surprised.
I don't mind, obviously but I'd been mostly kidding.
Not about fucking him again, that's no laughing matter but I haven't even figured out if it'll be tonight or the morning.
Tonight is looking good.
"And to shower the yuck off and get in the jacuzzi."
That sounds really good.
The only slight problem is that it requires us to move.
"I don't want a huge house, glad the bathroom is close by."
Shit, I hope that doesn't fuck with his 'Little headspace'.
I need to stop mentioning adult things that he has to worry about.
He snorts.
"That's what my master is for, Emmett."
In what may be the sexiest show I've ever seen, he re-lubes the vibrator and slides it back in.
"Can't waste the master's juice," he says, smiling.
I suddenly have a little bit of energy so before I go over and start something I'm too tired to finish, I get up and wobble into the bathroom.
I start the shower, use some mouthwash and tie my hair up.
"Come on babe, let's rinse."
We do a good bit more than that.
First I exchange 'Finn's' toy for a more waterproof plug and we both decide that soap is a must.
Afterwards we wander into the living room buck naked.
"I don't wanna wear shorts," 'Finn' says and I agree.
"I doubt anyone can see us but I think towels are a happy compromise."
I grab one, tuck it around my waist and go out to start the water.
Luckily it's cooled off enough that I can make it fairly warm and twenty minutes later we're both in.
'Finn' brought water and a bottle of wine but no glasses so we're just chugging right out of the bottle.
The jets pounding against my back are heaven.
"This is so nice."
"Feels really good. Wish I had some toys. Can I play with your hair?"
That's a lot at once and he currently has a toy that's being well used but...
"Sure."
I give up my back jets and spin around so that I'm in front of him.
"Whatever you want, kiddo."
Mental note, always bring toys.
Non-sexual ones.
Well and those.
So sure, toys.
I take a few sips from the bottle, this is probably the most expensive wine I've ever had and wrap his feet around me.
His hands feel really good in my hair and against my scalp.
They felt really, really good earlier too.
"I loved you pulling my hair earlier, darling."
"Me too. Lots."
He gives it a quick tug and then leans up and kiss my cheek.
"And you were wrong, Emmett, you said I wouldn't like the second part but I did. Super lots."
Super lots.
He's cute.
"I'm glad."
"I made you feel good. I'm a good boy."
Damn, he needs to stop.
Empty balls or not, damn.
"Yes you are. I'm proud of you for taking my cock so well."
"I miss you but the plug is nice. Scoot up."
I oblige, who am I to say no to a request to 'scoot'?
"I'm hungry."
"I'll order us something. What sounds good?"
There's no way I'm leaving this room unless it catches on fire.
"I want a hamburger... a huge hamburger. With exta cheese."
I saw them on the menu earlier, no problem.
He's gonna have to wait a bit though because I'm not getting out yet.
Besides, he had ice cream so he's not actually gonna die if he has to wait an hour.
"I'll get you one when we get out."
We soak until the wine is gone and then finally drag ourselves out of the tub.
I feel like I'm floaty, like gravity isn't working quite right because all my muscles are jello.
He hops under a blanket and finds Avatar, the last Air-bender on TV and becomes completely engrossed.
I order dinner and clean up the mess we made earlier.
I catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror, I'm now sporting a french braid down my back.
Peter would laugh his ass off.
I'm surprised he did such a good job.
"Where'd you learn to braid, Finn?"
"My sister, she always makes me."
His use of the present tense jumps out at me and I'm glad he's fully back in headspace and enjoying his weekend, especially since I messed it all up earlier with the medication freak out.
I'm not going to fuck it up again.
I want him to be 'Little Finn' at least until we're home tomorrow... if I can manage it.
Once we're back in Baltimore... we may need to talk and handle some things but for now it's just us.
My cell-phone rings and I glance at the name flashing on my screen.
It's Harris.
"I'll be right back, darling."
I go into the bedroom and answer.
"Hey."
"Hey Locke, how are you?"
He always asks me that and he's one of those people that really want to know.
He's living over in California now, in Los Angeles I think.
He's a social worker or a therapist or something and his new career is perfect for him.
I always tell him that 'I'm fine' but this time I get to say...
"I'm really good. How are things in sunny Cali?"
"Warm. I hate it but it's good for the leg."
"Glad it's helping, Harris. How are you feeling?"
"Eh, it's still attached," he jokes.
"When are you gonna come visit?"
"Not this week" I tease.
But actually, it does sound good.
He's been asking me for six or eight months, since he headed out there.
I'm way too busy but I wonder if it's something Finnegan might be interested in once things settle down.
Will things ever settle down?
"But maybe this winter, if I can swing it."
"Good. Hey, keep in touch, Locke and thanks again."
"You can stop thanking me, Harris."
He won't but I really wouldn't mind.
"You would have done the same for me."
"Absolutely but I didn't have to. Hasta pronto and Locke?"
"Yeah?"
"Congrats on the boyfriend."
"Thanks, Monk... I'll talk to you later."
Of course Finnegan asks me who it was, as soon as I head back out to the patio.
"An army buddy of mine."
"You guys still talk? That's good."
"A few of us, yeah. The guys I was closest with."
But that's not true... I just talk to the guys who make the most effort and are easy to reach.
I'm saved by a knock on the door.
"Dinner time."
Shit, I need shorts.,
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Alondra… where do I even begin… nonviolent communication part 7 was absolutely incredible. As soon as I saw part 7 come out I literally planned my day around it so I could read it. The way you described the holiday season was so cozy, now I really can’t wait for the holidays to roll around! It’s nice to see that reader is progressing in her life in terms of healing from Peter- it’s still sad and bittersweet but I’m so happy she doesn’t feel so alone anymore. The little conversation with Miles’s parents was so heartwarming, and when they mentioned Miguel!! The fact they specifically asked for reader to bring him food and spend some time with him… they know what they’re doing. Oh and don’t get me started on when reader enters Miguels penthouse, seeing him in normal clothes for the first time, I mean just imagining Miguel in that chunky sweater and everything… so hot I mean… cozy (those arm veins tho…). I swear I was smiling at every little interaction reader and Miguel had- I mean their relationship is progressing and changing for the better. It was great to see Miguel and reader bond and get to know each other even more than before, even feeling more comfortable around each other. You just write Miguel so well, he’s so caring… but it makes me so sad because he’s lost so much. Your descriptions of Miguels world and little details like the holographic trees just add so much to the story, I just love all the effort you put into writing details like that. The ending too!!! I thought it would end bittersweet with reader leaving for the night but the fact we’re coming back for recalentado!! Phew… the slow burn… amazing Alondra, I always want to say more but then this would just be an essay about how much I love your writing. ✨
And thanks for always responding back to my asks too, I feel like I write way too much too sometimes, but I just got to let you know how much I appreciate and love each part that comes out. Your work always makes my day, and I’ve even drawn some fan art inspired by it. I love drawing and you’ve inspired me to draw Miguel even more ever since the movie came out (it’s a problem). Anyways, amazing job as always! ✨✨✨
Anon... I'm currently freaking out about the fact that you said you've drawn art inspired by it but I'm gonna add my thoughts on this at the end even though it's very hard because I'm freaking out (in a good way)!!
Okay, now that I've calmed down a bit, thank you for the kind words as always!! You're the sweetest!! 🥹
Regarding the reader and their life progressing in terms of Peter's death: me, too! I'm happy things are turning around for her after being alone for so long. And it's sad and bittersweet for me because I don't think Peter will be mentioned as much now and I've grown so fond over him despite being... you know, dead the entire time. Peter has really put me in my feels 😭!
MIles's parents definitely know what they're doing. You know that little look they shared... they see it. When I was writing that part I was thinking how they probably talked about reader's reaction later that night, and you know they definitely noticed reader didn't return to the party!
Miguel in normal clothes had me giggling and kicking my feet, not even going to lie lmao and the arm veins... I died. He sounded so cozy and huggable and hot and - I could go on but I'll be here all night and this man already lives rent free in my mind 24/7, I should probably not let it show online!
Their interaction in this chapter made me so happy even though I feel a little conflicted about it! I think we know by now reader is more open to having these moments and conversations but for Miguel this is much harder and him asking reader to stay for dinner was a big moment. I was worried it might be too quick of a move on his part but at the same time, in my head at least, Miguel is comfortable with reader even though he doesn't show it all the time, if that makes sense? So yeah, I was a little conflicted but I hope it didn't feel too out of character for him. And anon, I feel so sad for Miguel, too. I just want him to catch a break... and be happy.
And haha, the holographic trees were fun to think about! I actually did research on the comics to see if that was a thing but found nothing, so I just went with the idea lol thank you for showing it some love!!
And the end! I was going to go with what you said, reader just going home but - as I said - I was feeling emotional (thanks period) and selfish and didn't want to think of Miguel all alone on Christmas, so I decided to change the ending at the last minute and hoped it was still a believable thing our Miguel would do, which lowkey, I feel like Miguel would be okay with since he's realized reader is his friend now.
And please, don't thank me for responding to your asks!! As I said before, they always make my day!! I appreciate your thoughts and support very much🥹, so never hesitate to send them!
Now... back to the art... you cannot just drop that and expect me to be okay, anon!! If it's not too much to ask, would you mind sharing what parts have inspired you? I wish I could see and admire your art but I know you may not be comfortable with that, so I'd be happy just knowing the parts that inspired you, which I also want to add makes my heart leap with happiness!! It's an honor that the story has inspired you to draw fanart, truly!! ❤️ And I get what you mean by it being a problem! I recently got into drawing because of... Miguel. I'm in so deep, I don't think anyone can help me because I'm out here trying to learn and all I've drawn has been his face and eyes specifically (THEY ARE SO PRETTY!), so anon, I feel you. Miguel has so many of us on a chokehold, it's not funny!!
Thank you, as always, for the lovely words anon! I hope you don't mind the super long response. I appreciate you very much and hope you have a wonderful day/night!! ✨✨✨
-Alondra
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first of all I’m somewhat new here but I absolutely adore you and your writing I come back and check for new stuff everyday<3
alsooo there was a quote that goes something like ‘taking care of me is rotten work’ ‘not to me. not if it’s you’ can you do something like that with Peter or Remus with a reader who struggles with depression or anxiety or Remus/Peter is struggling idk you’ll make it beautiful either way
Hi! thnak so much im so happy to have you 🥺 Gotta love our beautiful boy Peter and taking care of him has been on my mind lately so this request was the loveliest excuse <3
Awful things have happened to Peter. They weigh on him heavily most of the time. He can't always carry it.
You're more than happy to carry it with him. Only, Peter Parker is a hard boy to convince. He hides everything like that from you the best that he can. His mood swings are dealt with well; sometimes you can see it on his face, that switch from happy to upset, to irritated, to tired. He's very clear that it's not your fault. That's his driving point.
You've just asked him if he's eaten today and it rubs him the wrong way. You catch the edge of his frown as he turns from you quickly. There's a small silence where he composes himself, before he says, "Baby, I'm gonna go to bed. I love you, I'm just really tired."
You frown. "Okay. I can bring you some dinner, if you want? You can eat it in bed. By yourself," you add on softly.
His shoulders tense, rise. "Okay."
He moves quietly through the house and you hear the bed springs shift as he gets in. You make dinner for the both of you quickly and leave yours on the table, carrying his tray through the hallway and into your bedroom.
"I got dinner for you." You put his tray down on the bed quickly, eyes searching his tense body for any signs of distress, anything you can do. "Peter, if you need me I'm gonna be in the kitchen, okay? I'm gonna do laundry, and-" his shoulders, again, tense, and you stop talking abruptly.
"Okay," you whisper, turning to the door.
He calls your name before you leave. You look down at your hand, flex your fingers around the door handle and look over your shoulder. He's sitting up now, looking at his own hands uncomfortably.
"What?" you ask.
"Come sit with me?" he asks. Then, quieter, "Please."
You sit down next to his dinner tray, tucking your legs underneath you. You push the tray towards him. "Eat something, baby. You'll feel better." You don't know if that's true, but it feels right to say. You always feel better when he cooks for you even though this is different.
He does what you ask, takes the fork in his hand and chews, every mouthful looking like its hard work. You realise that he's only eating because you asked him to and you hold out your hand, palm down.
"You don't have to eat it if you're not feeling well. I'll wrap it up. No worries."
He puts down his fork, and swallows, and you're horrified and heartbroken and so, so sad when a tear rolls over his cheek.
It's silver in the light. Peter sniffs almost silently. You move slowly in case he doesn't want your touch and wipe his cheek with the pad of your finger. He turns his face, letting you press your palm over his hot cheek. After a moment he covers your hand with his, pushes it tightly to him. You can feel the hard ridge of his cheekbone.
"Bub, it's alright," you murmur. You pull the tray out of his lap and shift so you can put your free hand on his other damp cheek.
He hangs his head.
"It's not alright. I can be so awful to you," he says. He sounds morose.
"You're never awful."
"I am. You're offering to make me dinner and all I can think is that I want to be left alone. I hurt you, all the time." His breath hitches. "I'm sorry."
"For what?" you ask, words drawn out carefully, lightly, trying to calm him down as your own heart rate climbs.
"For everything."
You work your fingers into his hair, heel of your palms pressed to his skin. "Can I ask you something?" He nods, sniffling. You wipe at hot tears with your thumbs and lean your head down so he can see you're close. "Do you think it's hard for me, to take care of you?"
He sighs. You ask again, angry but not at him. "Do you?"
"It must be fucking awful," he says finally, choking on his own tears. You bite your lip to stop from crying in sympathy, because he's yours, and he's hurting so much.
"It's easy. It's more than easy. Because it's you."
He calms down a little. He's still crying, but the heart hurting sounds quieten.
"To know you is to love you, understand? To know you, know your heart. Know your unhappiness. Taking care of you is really fucking easy, I swear. I swear."
"How can it be easy?"
"'Cos I love you. I know you." You move your hands from his face to his neck, trying to be as gentle as you can be. "Because you try really hard to do right by me, even on your worst days."
"You shouldn't have to look after me," he says. "I'm supposed to look after you."
"How's that fair?"
His hands, limp in your lap, come to life, traversing the curves of your legs and then your waist. His fingers push into your sides. "I'm sorry that I can't be better and that you have to deal with me."
"I'm not." Loudly, and then with a little more subtlety. "You're not something I have to deal with, you're my boyfriend." You wanted to say, you're my everything. You're the love of my fucking life, but you're trying not to get too corny.
"Shitty boyfriend," he says weakly.
You titter and take his shoulder in your hand, massaging his tight muscle in a way you hope shows your disapproval. He laughs under his breath at your spiteful squeezing and begs forgiveness, "Sorry, I'm sorry. Ease up, pop-eye."
"You're the best boyfriend ever."
He nods. You're not pleased with the extreme lack of eye contact right now, so you dip down and catch him before he can look away, his light brown eyes darkened by upset and shiny with tears, lashes all sticking together in dark triangles. You give him an earnest smile.
"The best ever."
He smiles begrudgingly, less begrudging as you work a small kiss into the corner of his mouth, dry cheek rubbing against his wet one. You pull away, take his closed eyes as an opportunity to wipe his cheeks clean diligently with your sleeve, best pleased when they stay dry. He opens his eyes, looking at you with guilt and shame but love, too. You know he's gonna be alright.
You disentangle your limbs, breaking the little sphere of closeness you'd made. You hadn't meant to overwhelm him.
"I'll leave you alone now I've set the record straight," you say, feeling a little bit embarrassed by how intense you'd gotten.
He gets a panicked look on his face. "Can I come eat dinner with you?" he asks.
Like you'd ever say no.
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|Early Bird|
!Mob Stucky x Reader
Warning: Fluff 💕 & the wonders of child birth lol
Summary: The boys have to go on a business trip right before Y/N's due date. Even though they assure her that everything is fine, sometimes mother's intuition is never wrong.
"ARE YOU SURE YOU TWO SHOULD LEAVE?" Y/N asked as she looked at the two men packing. They had their suitcases on the bed as they came in and out of closet with clothes in hand.
"You'll be completely fine hun." Steve said coming over.
"Yeah doll, it's just a two day business trip." Bucky added and came over to her, kissing her head. "Plus the doctor said that you aren't due for another two weeks."
Bucky kneeled down and kissed Y/N's large baby bump, Y/N placed her hand over her stomach and sighed.
"It's just a small business trip, and when we come back you'll still be our beautiful pregnant gal." Steve said and kissed her.
Y/N had been upset ever since they told her of the trip, of course she knew their business and their business made her spoiled but what she didn't want was for them to leave her in her state.
She was roughly 8 1/2 months pregnant and was finally near the end. Ever since she had told the boys of her pregnancy they had been nothing but supportive and sweet, giving her massages, carrying her everywhere, etc.
But she felt nervous as they were leaving, she knew that she wouldn't be due today but she didn't want them to miss the birth of their first child.
"I know but it's just I feel like you should be here." Y/N pouted and waddled over to the bed and laid down. "Who will be with me?"
"Peter, come on doll, you do love Peter." Bucky said and Y/N nodded.
Peter Parker was her personal body guard that another mob boss, Tony Stark had given to Bucky and Steve for Y/N. Peter was the sweetest and kindest boy. He was like the brother Y/N never had and she was the sister he never had. She couldn't imagine him in her husbands line of work.
Whenever the men were gone, Peter would be there beside her, being with her when she was sad that her men were gone but Peter always found a way to cheer her up. Peter had saved her multiple times and she trusted him more than anything in the world.
"Exactly, Peter will be here for these two days." Steve said and touched her stomach. "We promise we wouldn't leave if we knew you would be completely fine."
"Alright but if something happens-" Y/N was cut off by Bucky kissing her lips.
"We'll come back immediately but it won't." Bucky said and went over to the bed and closed the suitcase and took it off the edge of bed. "You know you can call us anytime doll."
"We wouldn't miss this birth for the world, you know that." Steve said and laid down beside her and Y/N could feel the hormones rising.
"I know, I'm just gonna miss you." Y/N said and began to cry, both men cuddled her and whispered sweet nothings. "I know I shouldn't be this worried but I always worry."
"This is our first hun, if we were completely calm than I would be worried." Steve said and as the three of them laughed, there was a knock on the door.
"Steve, Buck, we got to start heading to the jet." Sam said, one of their trusted employees.
"I don't want you to go." Y/N said and Steve sighed sadly and kissed her head, and then kissed her belly.
"Now don't be giving mommy a hard time." Steve said.
"We love you." Bucky said and kissed Y/N's head just like Steve and then her belly.
"Peter is in the living room." Sam said and Sam smiled at Y/N.
"How's the mommy to be?" Sam asked and Y/N frowned.
"Tired, sad, and achy." Y/N said and as the two men grabbed their stuff, she looked at them with sadness. "Just be careful and come back."
"Don't worry, Y/N it's just a meeting with Romanoff, she's got her little sister joining the business and they want them to have a new agreement, apparently Yelena is very business smart." Sam explained. "Clint assured us it's a meeting and nothing more."
"Okay." Y/N said and finally the men came over one last time and kissed one side of her cheek. She tried not to cry as they left the room. They closed the door and Y/N hugged the pillow as they could hear the faint soft crying.
They weren't happy with it as well but this was the only time they could meet with Natasha before their baby was born. Once the baby would be born, Steve and Bucky would be there for the baby.
They wanted to finish all their big business deals for now so they could focus on the baby. Even though they didn't want to leave they couldn't lose the deal.
"Hey Y/N!" Peter said as he entered the room. "Mr.Barnes and Mr.Rogers told me to-"
Peter stopped talking as he saw Y/N sobbing on the bed and immediately came over.
"Hey- it's okay, please don't cry." Peter said worriedly and held her in his arms as she cried.
"I- I can't h-help it, these stupid hormones." Y/N said crying. "I know I shouldn't miss them this much just as they leave-"
"It's okay, hey, I'm here and I'll make sure you're not lonely." Peter told her and got out of bed and helped her sit up. "We can order whatever you want, watch whatever you want, and do whatever you want."
"R-really?" Y/N sniffled and Peter nodded.
"Really." Peter said. "Come on missy, let's go cheer you up."
Y/N nodded and was helped up by Peter, she gave a small nod as she walked with Peter out of the bedroom.
She held her stomach as she felt the baby kick, she looked down at her belly sadly.
"I know baby, I miss daddies too." Y/N whispered and Peter held Y/N's hand as he took her down to the living room.
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Ever since the men left late that last night, Y/N was struggling. Peter had cheered her up but that didn't stop the baby from kicking all night, making Y/N restless as she could tell the baby missed Steve and Bucky.
Of course she knew they would be home the next day, it was still nerve wracking, and once in a while she would feel Braxton Hicks. She was aware of what they were and knew they weren't real contractions after going to the doctor, so she thought nothing of it.
It was the morning and Peter had made her a fruit cup, toast, and a glass of water.
She had her hair up in a ponytail and wearing her nice comfy shirt and maternity leggings.
"How did you sleep, Peter?" Y/N asked as Peter grabbed a cup of coffee.
"Really good, I forgot that Mr.Barnes and Mr.Rogers had great taste in bedding." Peter said and Y/N laughed. "How about you?"
"Fine it's just-" Y/N stopped as she felt another one of the Braxton Hicks and held the counter top.
"Are you okay?" Peter asked as he came over immediately and she waved her hand.
"I-im fine, those Braxton Hicks contractions are pretty strong." Y/N said and Peter looked wearily. "Peter, the doctor said I'm not due for another month, the doctor called them Braxton Hicks they feel like contractions but they aren't. It's completely normal."
"Maybe I should call Mr.Barnes." Peter said and Y/N shook her head and felt better.
"It's fine, they have their business meeting soon, they texted me saying they would call afterwards." Y/N said and Peter nodded and Y/N smiled, taking another bite of her fruit cup and toast.
"What do you want to do today?" Peter asked and Y/N thought for a moment. She thought about what she has done recently and mostly she was on bed rest.
Steve and Bucky were very supportive but they were also HUGE helicopter husbands. Every little thing Y/N did they would be on her. She thought it was sweet they way they cared so much, but she realized that she hadn't done some of the things she enjoyed in a while.
"How about a manicure and pedicure, and Uber eats McDonald's." Y/N said and felt the baby kick and she laughed. "The baby agreed, this baby for sure will be mommy's little sidekick."
"Have you thought of names?" Peter asked and Y/N nodded.
"Yeah we've picked a few, we didn't set a name cause you never know if the-" Y/N stopped once again as she felt the Braxton Hicks. "Woah, these are coming on a bit fast."
Peter once again looked worried, and came over to her side.
"Why don't we call your doctor?" Peter asked and Y/N looked at Peter a little weary as well and nodded.
"Okay." Y/N said and grabbed her phone, she dialed the number and waited for the phone to ring.
"Hello?" The Doctor answered and Y/N sighed in relief.
"Hi Doctor Cho, I was just calling cause these Braxton Hicks are really coming on strong and fast and-" Y/N hissed wondering what was happening as she felt the familiar pain.
"Is that another one?" Doctor Cho asked and Y/N hummed in acknowledgment. "Y/N why don't you come to Fredrick Hospital and check on you?"
"Okay, we'll leave now, thank you." Y/N said and looked at Peter. "She said she would see me, we are gonna go to Fredrick Hospital."
"S-Should we call Mr.Rogers and Mr.Barnes now?" Peter asked and Y/N nodded.
"I'll call them in the car." Y/N said and as Peter helped her to the car, all the while Y/N was thinking.
Of course this had to happen while they're away
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"Well Y/N it seems that you are in premature labor, it's nothing uncommon but you are 3 cm dilated." Doctor Cho said as she took off her gloves.
Y/N was shocked as she looked at Doctor Cho and then Peter.
Y/N had tried calling the boys but they hadn't answered and their phones were off. Y/N held Peter's hand as she panicked.
"H-how long til the baby gets here?" Y/N asked and Doctor Cho looked unsure.
"I'm not sure, could be hours from now, you can never be sure but-" Y/N began to breathe rapidly.
"H-hours? But my husbands aren't here and- and I- I can't have my husbands miss the birth o-of our baby." Y/N said and squeezed Peter's hand, crushing it as Peter tried not to show pain.
"Y/N you need to calm down, listen, labor is sometimes unpredictable but I assume you'll have the baby sometime tonight." Doctor Cho told her and Y/N touched her belly. "But you can't be admitted til the contractions are 5 minutes apart, and you're only starting labor, so go home, pack a bag, and I'll be here to deliver your baby, okay?"
"Okay." Y/N said and Peter helped her off the table.
"You will monitor her, make sure you click every contraction, alright?" Doctor Cho told Peter and he nodded nervously. "Alright see you soon."
Y/N walked out of the room with Peter and began to tear up.
"I'm starting labor and my husbands are not answering their phones, are away on a business trip, and might not get here." Y/N said and Peter comforted her.
"I-it's okay, I'm sure-" Peter was cut off by his phone ringing. Peter let go of Y/N's hand and answered. "H-hello?"
"Hey it's Steve, how's our girl? We saw the missed calls and-" Y/N could hear it was Steve and before Peter could tell them, Y/N snatched the phone away.
"S-Steve?" Y/N asked.
"Hey baby, listen Bucky and I just finished-" Y/N cut him off.
"Steve, you and Bucky need to get back now!" Y/N said as Peter helped her to the car.
"Baby I know you miss-" Steve once again cut off.
"I'm in labour!" Y/N shouted and Peter began to drive them hone. "I just talked to my doctor and she said I'm 3cm dilated, she said I should be having the baby in a few hours with the way my contractions are going."
"Y-you were having contractions and didn't tell us?" Steve asked angrily and Y/N huffed.
"You have no right to be mad, I thought they were Braxton Hicks, remember? Anyways you and Bucky need to leave NOW!" Y/N said and choked back a sob. "I don't want to do this without you."
"You won't baby, we'll leave now." Steve said and Y/N hung up the phone as she began to silently cry.
"It'll be alright, I'm sure they'll make it." Peter said and Y/N looked at him in alarm.
"And what if they don't? I can't be in that delivery room all alone!" Y/N said frantically and Peter looked at her for a brief second and had a look of determination.
"I'll be there." Peter said and Y/N looked at him confused. "I'll hold you hand, get you ice chips, I'll be there for you just like Mr.Barnes and Mr.Rogers would."
"Thank you Peter." Y/N said and began to sob and let out a laugh. "God these stupid hormones."
Peter was able to pull into their home, and helped Y/N out of the car.
"It'll be alright, let's pack you a bag, let's get you to take a shower, and we'll be ready that the time will pass by." Peter said frantically and helped her.
As Y/N was helped by Peter, she couldn't have felt more relief as she had Peter by her side. She didn't know what she would of done without him.
In all of this Peter was the rock, and even though her husbands weren't there beside her, Peter made her feel safe.
She touched her stomach as she felt another contraction, knowing that this baby was coming whether she liked it or not.
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"Alright, you're almost there, just a few more centimeters and you'll be ready to be a mommy." Doctor Cho said as she got up from her chair.
"Peter, Bucky said they would of landed and they aren't answering their phones." Y/N said and felt another contraction. "I want them here!"
Peter tried not to cry as he felt his hand get crushed, feeling as if it was broken but said nothing as he stood beside Y/N.
"I know, here's some more ice chips." Peter said and gave her ice, she groaned in pain as she felt another.
As her labour progressed Steve and Bucky had called her, staying on the phone til they had to fly. She would hear their soothing words and promised they would be there as soon as they could.
As she looked at the machine she could see her contraction and held Peter's hand.
"These contractions are really coming fast." Y/N said and Doctor Cho came in once again to check on her.
"Let's check you again." Doctor Cho said and as she checked, she looked up and smiled at Y/N. "Well sweetheart it's time, it's time to be a mommy."
"B-but Steve and Bucky aren't here, I can't do this without them." Y/N said and Peter looked at her sadness.
"I'll be here." Peter said and gently squeezed her hand. "Every step of the way."
"Alrighty, so when you feel that contraction you are gonna push okay?" Doctor Cho told her and she nodded shakily.
Doctor Cho began to get ready as two more nurses came in and began to help her. Peter said nothing but reassuring words and hoped to god that Steve and Bucky would come soon.
"Okay." Y/N felt one coming and Doctor Cho nodded.
"Alright give me a push!" Doctor Cho order and Y/N squeezed Peter's hand tight as she began to push. She began to feel as her baby began to move through her.
"Ah god!" Y/N yelled and gripped the side of the bed with her other hand. "I want Steve and Bucky."
As she took a break from pushing, suddenly the door opened and there was Steve and Bucky breathing heavily and looking at Y/N frantically.
"Y/N." Steve said and immediately came forward as Y/N cried. Steve looked at Peter with pride and patted him on the shoulder.
"I'm so happy your here." Y/N said and Bucky came to her other side, kissing her head.
"Alright, now that we've got the fathers, I need you to push again" Doctor Cho said and Y/N nodded. "Push!"
Y/N held onto both of the men's hand and feeling their hand crack as she squeezed tight. Both men tried to hide their pain as Peter watched, knowing how they felt.
"I-I'll just wait outside." Peter said and as he tried to exit, he accidentally saw where Y/N's baby was coming and his eyes rolled to the back of his head and he collapsed.
"Peter!" Y/N said and Doctor Cho raised her hand, making Y/N look back at her.
"One more push, Y/N!" Doctor Cho said and Y/N screamed as she pushed hard.
"You are doing so good baby." Steve said and kissed her head.
"Keep pushing doll." Bucky said and as she did, she suddenly felt lighter, and heard the sounds of tiny crying.
"Congratulations, it's a boy." Doctor Cho said as she held the baby.
"A boy." Y/N sighed happily, and felt so tired.
"You did so great doll." Bucky said and kissed her happily.
"You did so wonderful hun." Steve said and both Steve and Bucky were crying as they looked at their baby.
"Would one of you like to cut the cord?" Doctor Cho asked and both men looked at each other and smiled.
"We both want to." Steve said and they left Y/N's side and both grabbed the scissors and cut.
"Can I see him?" Y/N asked and Doctor Cho, helped clean him up and a nurse wrapped the baby up in a blanket, and the nurse happily handed Y/N her baby.
"My baby." Y/N said and happily held him close as the baby continued to cry. "Oh it's alright, my love."
One of the nurses was able to help Peter's limp body and help him into a chair.
"I hope Peter is okay." Steve said and Y/N laughed and kissed their baby's head.
"Peter deserves a raise, he deserves so much, he was amazing during all of this." Y/N said, and her eyes lit up. "I know the perfect name for our boy."
"What doll?" Bucky asked.
"Theodore Peter Roger Barnes." Y/N said and looked at them. "Teddy for short."
"It's perfect doll." Bucky said and kissed her happily. "Our boy."
"Our little boy." Steve said and the three of them stayed like that as they adored the baby in her arms. It felt like as if time stopped for them and it didn't matter to them.
All that mattered was the four of them together, a family beginning, and was only the start.
✨Hope you like this!!! If you want any more preferences or one-shots let me know! I do Marvel, Doctor Who, Star Wars, and Harry Potter!
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Sick Spider Boy
Just a little fluff piece 😊
Sorry if it sucks, I literally woke up and wrote this blurb all in one go (it's always better if I step away and come back with fresh eyes later) took a while to post bc read more was actin' up 😅
But hopefully someone enjoys!
Long established relationship, you got the spider bite too.
Peter has a cold is the only warning I can think of? If you don't like sickness, please dont read!
1497 word count
Estimated reading time: 6 minutes
It was a lazy Sunday afternoon, you know Peter has to go back to work at the university tomorrow but he just wasn't feeling any better. The two of you had come back home from your night out last night and you could already tell Peter was getting hit by some illness. With the both of you having spider healing, you have no idea how he got sick in the first place.....or how you didn't catch whatever it is he has.
It seems to just be a severe common cold...the fever, sweats/chills, and a sore throat. You'd done everything you could to help him get over it. You made his favorite kind of soup, helped him drink plenty of fluids, tried to get the fever to break, and helped keep the room temperature just right since you can never quite tell if you're too hot or too cold when you're sick.
Yet, here it is, the next day, and he doesn't seem any better.
"Listen hon', I don't know if I'm gonna chance being around any students tomorrow if this doesn't let up..." Peter said with a scratchy voice. You could tell it probably still stung a little bit when he spoke. You were sitting on the couch. He was laying with his head in your lap and twisting the edge of your Tshirt around in his fingers so you could tell he was worrying about 'endangering' any of his students. Always worrying, you thought, and the little voice in your head chuckled.
"I mean, the fever alone means it's contagious..." You said with an apologetic tone. You knew he would hate having to force a substitute on 'the kids'. Were you okay with Peter being sick? Absolutely not. If his illness had a face, you would punch it. But could you lie to yourself and say you weren't just a teeny bit happy that Peter would be home with you all day, for an extra day? Eh..no. You were gently running your fingers through his hair when you said, "I get that you don't want to disappoint any of the kids and I get that feeling unproductive can leave a bad flavor in your mouth sometimes but please realize that you should have that extra day to take care of yourself too". In the midst of ranting, your hand stilled. "You deserve to be able to take a sick day every once in a while, you deserve to have 'you-time'".
You said 'you-time' with a tone that implied air quotes. "You always go above and beyond for others, babe, and I just need you to know that even though you feel crappy.....this situation is okay. Please don't beat yourself up". Your eyes had gotten slightly watery and he raised his arm to pat your still hand on top of his hair.
He sighed a long sigh and said "I know you're right....so I appreciate you saying something. So please don't cry, Sunshine. Wouldn't want rain to ruin such a nice day." He was smirking, like the pun he made with your nickname was the best thing he's ever said. He used his hand to start moving yours again, so you were playing with his hair once more. "And hey" he said, "I'm sure I'll feel better in no time, with how my lovely wife is taking care of me. Being so sweet and cute." He wiggled his head, to feel more nestled in your lap.
"Speaking of" you said. "Sorry, but I have to get up for a few". He made a soft whining noise at that, and held your leg as though he wouldn't let you stand. "You need more soup, don't act like I wasn't able to hear your stomach growling" you said through a smile. You ruffled his hair one more time before grabbing a plush pillow from next to you to put under his head.
He called you "web head" under his breath like an upset little kid, not quite meaning it.
You got up as he complained with a "noooo, baby I think I'm dying". He had his face scrunched up as he reached out for you and held you around the back of your thigh. You knew he couldn't stop you from scampering off like this but he just wanted to touch you.
"You're dying? Hmm let's see". You knelt down so you were more on his level, with him still laying on the couch, on his side now to face you. The smell of his overly warm skin comforting and familiar but you knew was because of sickness this time around. You slowly and gently brushed some hair out of his face. He closed his eyes and so you softly moved some more hair out of his face. He sighed so contently that it felt like someone squeezed your heart. Here he was, so sick...and he still seemed to be??? Happy?? Just because he was with you. Only Peter Benjamin Parker, you thought. He opened his eyes to take in your smiling face and you said "Maybe you'd die less quickly with some more soup?" He laughed and his voice sounded a bit more clear than before. You swiped the hair back from his forehead and leaned down to place a kiss there. You lingered quite a bit but when you pulled back, he was looking at you with tears in his eyes.
When you first met, you would've asked if you had done something wrong, having seen a reaction like that. But you knew him all to well now, and the love was so clear in his eyes. Your voice barely above a whisper, "I love you Pete".
"I love you" he emphasized the 'i' and 'you'. "You always tell me how beautiful I am, how special, how deserving of love". His breathing quickened as he sat up on his elbow.
You interjected "You tell me all the same things Pete". You cupped his cheek and he held your wrist to keep your hand there as he continued.
"I just.....god, I love you so much." He said so quietly. And a single tear slid down his cheek and you accepted it, and then wiped it away. He reached up to your cheek to do the same and it was only then that you realized you had started crying to. You both started giggling like crazy until Peter's giggle broke into a cough.
You gasped "See?!? I need to get on that soup! It's like.. totally got healing powers and stuff". You winked at him as you grinned. You took his hand and made soothing rubbing motions as you whispered "I love you" one more time. You kissed his hand and you heard his heart do a somersault.
You stood and thought Yep, this boy...this boy is my life. Forever. You were basically in the kitchen now when Peter called out to you.
"Hey baby!?"
"You shouldn't yell babe, take care of your throat!" You yelled back.
"Just wanted to say, you can't get away from me! You're mine 'til the end of time! ..Forever!" As though he had read your mind and heard what you had just thought. Your tears started falling again as the soup was almost done. You sniffled but didn't wipe them away.
"And you just wait til I get better!" He called again. "I already know how I'll make this up to you!" You could hear the mischievous grin he had at his own naughty thoughts.
You rolled your eyes. And because you knew his super senses could still hear you, you said at a normal volume "As if there's anything to make up, I'm not taking care of you for something in return". He could tell you were saying it through a smile as you finished up in the kitchen. "Only Peter Parker would feel the need to 'make it up'". You laughed and so did he.
He sighed, "Yea that was kinda more for myself". At your silent and confused hesitation, he continued "I just can't wait to be better so we can include our other day off activities". You were on your way back to him with his food now. He smiled at you, fully sitting up now, but you could see he was still so tired. "I just thought 'making it up to you' sounded better". You sat next to him on the couch as you handed him the bowl.
You made a move to tuck a strand of hair behind his ear, as if his unruly strands would ever stay where you put them. He grabbed your hand lightning fast, which shocked you a little, but he just flattened your hand out and placed it against the side of his face. "So good" he said to himself. His hand stayed on top of yours. He pushed your hand down harder against him and he pushed himself into your touch and sighed. "Thank you...so much".
He smiled and dug in.
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Stitches n' Patches - Part I | tasm!Peter Parker × fem!Reader
Masterlist
Part Two | Part Three | Part Four
Synopsis: Coming home from a party on a certain night, you find Spiderman extremely wounded inside a dumpster at your street. Seeing someone needing your help you don't think twice before bringing him home and patching him up. You built trust. It becomes a regular thing, and you get to know better and fall for the guy behind the mask.
A/N: I'm planning 5/6 episodes but that will depend on the course of the story, maybe I do some more.
Warnings: mention of wounds.
(not my gif)
Peter felt his body get weaker at every second. He couldn't move a finger by the point he felt the cold metal though what was left of his suit and felt a terrible smell invade his nostrils. He blacked out at the same spot.
You were coming back from a party. It was past 2pm when you thanked your Uber driver for leaving you home safe and warned your friend still inside the car to text you when she got home. Between the sound of your keys tingling you stop hearing something coming from the dumpster in front of your building.
Thinking maybe it was a stray cat you got closer carefully not to scare the animal hoping you could take it home and get it some food. While you aproached the sounds coming from the inside were not at all seeming like a cat.
You tought about just getting out of the cold into your house. Whatever that was it was not your problem, but the curiosity spoke louder and you looked inside the dumpster to identify behind a messy blue and red suit there was a very injured man. Spiderman was in your street dumpster.
He looked your age, or close. He was pretty. You tought. "Sir?" you shook him carefully to se if you got any response. Nothing. "Sir, can you hear me? My name is y/n, and I'm going to help you, okay?". You didn't know if he could you hear you but still took a shot.
You opened the door of the building and before taking the man inside, you called Stacy, your neighbour/friend to help you get the stranger in, and also so someone else knew you were bringing him inside. He may be a known figure but you were still a woman bringing a unknown person to your place. It was not exacly a secure idea.
"Want me to stay here and help you with whatever the fuck you're doing?" Stacy asked yawning.
"No need, girly. You've already done enough, you go to sleep, and thank you."
"No prob. Tell me how this" she points between you and spiderman on the couch, still blacked out "went tomorrow, okay? And I want to hear about the party too. Spair no details."
"You got it, Stace, now good night and good luck on your exam tomorrow" you whisper not wanting to wake up anyone else and show her thumbs up, she laughs.
"Thanks. Night, y/n" she shuts your door leaving just you and the man. You knew well enough what you had to do since your mom was a nurse. She taught you a thing or two, and looking at him, he could really use some help.
When you get back with your first aid kit in hands, he wasn't at the couch anymore. "Shit" you mumble. Before you could start looking you hear a loud bump in your floor, close to your bedroom... window? When you get there you see him on the floor, hands on his ribs a hurt look in his face. "You were trying to get away though my window at the state you are? Are you crazy?" You begin to get closer and he tenses up. "Don't worry, I brought you here to help you." You swing the kit above your head where you knew he could see.
"Who are you?"
"Doesn't matter who I am, you need help and I'm gonna give you that."
"No, I don't" He says trying to get up and falling again.
"Doesn't look like that to me" you mock and get him up you bed ignoring his complaints."It's me or the hospital, Spiderman. I'm guessing between a college girl who works in a coffee shop and a whole team or nurses seeing you face you'd rather me. So stay still and let me patch you up." He doesn't say anything but lets you do your job. He seemed airy and was looking at he ceeling the hole time between the hisses he gave you when the cottom touched his skin. "What's on your head, bug boy?"
"They saw my face."
"Who did?"
"The guys that did this. They saw my face."
"oh" was all you could mouth "I'm sorry." he remains silent trying to hold back the whines "Maybe they can get nothing on you, you know, with just your face." you manage to say, trying your best to comfort him.
"Yeah, maybe. Either way I'm gonna have to lay low for some time. If they see me as me or spiderman on the streets I'm screwed"
"Yeah. They did you pretty bad" he hisses once more when you start to work in one of his opened wounds."Sorry. Sorry. I think this one will need stiches, but I don't have any anesthesya here now. It's that okay?"
"Do what you gotta do, I guess"
"Okay, I'm going to get the stuff to sterilize this. Please try not to jump of my window while I do so, won't do you any better, I guarantee." You get up to the kitchen to start boiling the water and get back to the room as fast as you can before he does anything stupid. Lucky for you, he was still there. "That needle is gonna have to boil for at least half an hour before I can use it so I have plenty of time to work on the rest of the wounds. Show me where else is hurting." You instruct.
"Would be easier if I showed you where it doesn't hurt," he tries to joke and you remain serious "C'mon, it was funny."
"Didn't think so. I'm not a fan of nearly-dead guys in my bed, y'know?"
"I'm not going to die. I've been though worse."
"Worst than this?" you use you point finger to circle above him "I doubt it."
"I'm serious. One time, I fought a flying goblin guy."
"wow"
"Who was my childhood bestfriend."
"Damn, you've been though a lot."
"You have no idea..." a comfort silence takes place of your voices and now all you could hear was the sound of the water boiling and sometimes the boys whines. You step away a little once you were done fixing him up, at least you did the best you could, now was giving him the needed stitches and hope they didn't infect.
"So... Spiderman. You have any place to stay for the night? I assume you don't live near here."
"Yeah, I'm pretty far, I could swing home if I wasn't feeling like a bag of shit." this time you laugh. "So you do have a sense of humor"
"Well, duh. But I just asked you this 'cause if you don't' think it's too much, you could stay for the night. I'd really like to keep an eye on these wounds if you don't mind me.”
"Won't that be too much to you?"
"Not at all, Spidey. I live alone, have some of my exe's clothes here you could wear after taking a shower because you are not sleeping on my bed smelling like this and I'm definitely throwing these sheets away. "
"You still keep his clothes?" you can't hold a laugh seeing Spiderman wanting to hear gossip about your love life while bleeding and smelling like trash on your bed. It was comical.
"Not that that's any of your intress, sir. But yeah, I did keep them, he didn't' seem to need them when he was fucking one of my 'friendss' so"
"WOW. He did that?"
"Yup. And tried to get his clothes back, can you believe that? I lied to him saying they weren't here. I didn't even know what I was going to do with it but I was definitely not giving him them back."
"Yeah, you did right. Sorry about that, the guy seems like a jerk."
"He was. But you see that, at least his clothes are going to be usefull for something, unlike him. Everything has a good side, I guess" he laughs with hands on his hurt wribs. He was starting to trust you more after you told him something so personal about yourself.
"Well, if you really don't mind it, I think I'm gonna take you kind offer, m'am. I don't think I can get home like this."
"I'm glad you are. Anyone you should warn you're not coming home to, bug boy? I can land you my phone if you need to text somebody."
"I have my aunt." he smiles seeing your attempt to find out if the had a girlfriend, it was sweet. "If it really isn't a bother, I would like to text her I'm okay."
"I'm gonna head to the kitchen get the needle to start the hard work." before delivering it to him, you check your phone quickly to see if the friend from earlier texted she got safe, thankfully, she did, so you put your phone in his hands, already opened in the message app "Here, text her. While I go you take this top part of yours off, will you? I don't want anything around the wound risking infection, think you can do that?"
"Didn't even pay me dinner, lady." he mocks at your order to take of his top, doing it while you get out of the room.
"Keep on your head I could've left you to die" you yell from the kitchen. "All ready, let's do this." you come back with gloves and the sterilized needle ready to go. He smiles seeing you so concerned about a possible infection even tho that was nearly impossible due to his radioactive blood, tho he liked the idea of not taking that risk. Peter fixed his position in the bed to let you have easier access to his naked chest. You put your legs around one of his legs, almost sitting on his lap and looked at him in the eyes "You good?"
"Yes, Do it."
You put the needle on his skin already apologizing, every time you poke his skin you let out a "Sorry" with the most gentle tone you could have. When it was done, you put the gauze in his freshly stitched skin and stuck it there with the adhesive plaster. "Good as new." you smile at him and you stare at eachother for a long moment before you broke the eye contact. "You really should take a shower, bug boy, you smell awfull." You smile. "Tomorrow I have my day off so I could help you stitching that up too." you point at his suit. "I'm gon' get you a towel." you get up of his lap. Handing him a fresh new towel you kept in mind to throw away later.
When he was getting into your bathroom he stoped by the door to glance at you with a playful grin on his face "I never got your name."
"I'm, y/n y/l/n. I assume I don't get to know yours."
The boy seems to take a second to think before deciding what to answer, and finally tells you. "I'm Peter. Peter Parker."
"It's nice to meet you, Peter Parker." you smile at him and he smiles back before closing your bathroom door behind him.
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