#{ penny stark }

[greenbloods]

honestly hilarious that the lannister siblings are all history freaks in different direction. cersei rolls her eyes that jaime doesn't know what the second blackfyre rebellion was about while he rattles off the tale of ser luthor pisseryon of daeron i's kingsguard, who served for all of seven moons before he died shitting himself en route to dorne. meanwhile tyrion's sitting in the corner reading maester leomore's neo-myrxist critique of archmaester hargreave's account of the Storming of the Dragonpit (The Warrior Himself: Examining the Dying of the Dragons in the Light of the Seven) and not paying attention to it one bit because he’s moping about how everyone in kings landing hates him, the imp, because he’s ugly and rich, and not because he’s a feudal overlord who is fundamentally detached from the immediate concerns of his starving subjects

[lillysstars]

Clint: Tony! We can’t possibly know a vigilante is literally a thirteen year old and not do anything!

Tony: I mean, I’ve looked into her file, she’s almost as advanced as I was at her age. Hell, given the proper resources, she could be just as ahead as seventh-grade me. I think she has a good head on her shoulders.

Rhodes: Tony, don’t be a dumbass. That kid may be smart, but she is thirteen. When we watched her on the cams, she had a Hello Kitty backpack on. Not to mention the fact that she lives in a foster home-

Clint: and “nice” foster homes are rare-

Rhodes: yes, anyway, the point is-we have to keep an eye on her.

Tony: fine. But I’m not a babysitter.

[hammah-banana]

Don West: We’re now on a flying donut, billions of miles from Earth with no backup.

Penny Robinson: I’m backup.

Don West: No. You’re a stowaway. The adults are talking.

Ava: I’m sorry, I’m confused as to the relationship here. What is she? Your ward?

Penny Robinson: No. I’m Penny by the way.

[notmaplemable]

Stark Red (Rewritten) - Part 1: The Lady's Choice

Penny: Let me choose this one thing. Trust me.

It was a simple choice for Penny to make, really. Her life for the lives of her friends and possibly everyone else on Remnant. It was a choice she would have made a million times over under normal circumstances. And as she felt herself bleeding out she knew these were far from normal circumstances.

Jaune looked down at Penny and then towards Crocea Mors. Tears welled up in his eyes as he silently nodded. Penny closed her eyes as she heard Jaune unsheathe his sword.

Oh, how it pained her to ask Jaune to take her life. She knew how it would weigh on his soul just as the lost of Pyrrha had, but there was simply no other choice Penny could make then to die and to keep her power out of Cinder's hands and, as Penny felt Jaune getting closer, that's exactly what she would do.

Cinder: Oh no you don't!

Weiss: Jaune!

Penny opened her eyes just in time to see Jaune barely manage to bring his shield up and block Cinder's attack.

Penny: No.

Was all Penny could manage as Weiss and Jaune attempted to fight off the foul maiden.

Penny could not allow Cinder another chance to drain what little power she had left. So, she did the only thing she could think of in that moment. She rolled over, her wounds aching and stinging as she did so, and pulled herself to the same void that had taken her friends mere minutes ago.

The battle around her raged, paying little attention to her as she reached the edge of the abyss. And with the last bit of energy she could muster before collapsing, she threw herself off the edge. Happy memories of days with friends now forever in the past playing in her mind as she fell.

And so would end the tale of Penny Polendina.

Such a shame that someone with so little choice in the matter and acted as heroically as her would have her tale end in such tragedy.

Or, at least this version of her tale.

Hmm.

You'll have to forgive me Penny for the lack of your input, but I believe you deserve a different fate. You deserve a choice.

I shall give you that choice.

Though, you will not be alone.

[statisticalcats2]

Tony always makes Penny a special extra "plus one" when going to important functions. And it hurts Penny, being in this weird in-between area, not treated as a prospective date but not being left to her own devices either. Tony never gives her her own ticket or invitation, just makes concessions to add her as an "extra." It makes her feel unwanted. She's just always tagging along, an extra space, never Tony's date. She's not a kid anymore and she really wishes Tony would see how grown up she is and how much she'd love to be with him. But he just keeps treating her like a tag-along kid (affectionately, but still.)

And Penny's so tired of it. Can't completely hide it. Starts letting some of her thoughts slip out to certain coworkers as yet another function approaches.

And Tony's fashionably late, only telling FRIDAY to register the usual ticket as he's getting ready for the party, date all set up. And FRIDAY tells him the extra slot is unneeded.

Penny's already been registered as checking into the event as Quentin Beck's "plus one."

-

Tony has a bad time at the party. His date gives up on him after he keeps ignoring her, he's always searching the crowd for Penny and Quentin. The little voice in his head that sounds like Pepper tells him it's a bad PR move to even try to approach or talk to them but he can't just... not be aware of them.

And oh is he aware. Penny's smiling and laughing and chatting happily, rarely away from Quentin's side. And Quentin... he seems to always have a hand too low on Penny's back, too high on her thigh (when did she even get a dress with a slit like that?), and she's just letting him, and still smiling, and Tony's blood boils hotter and hotter as the night goes on.

[aristoteliancomplacency]

I am replaying Pokemon Violet and just like… there’s no getting around it: the Team Star plot is just stupid and badly written.

[parkerpenny]

been far away (for far too long)

Summary: "Dust filled her lungs, and Penny desperately fought the urge to put her hands over her ears to block out the noise that surrounded her. 5 years. That's what Doctor Strange had said as he guided her through a portal and towards the compound - well, what used to be the compound.

No matter how scrambled her brain was by her surroundings, there was one thought screaming at her in the front of her mind.

Find Mr. Stark."

Or: A brief look into my take on Tony and Penny's reunion on the battlefield.

Word Count: 1.2k

Relationship: Penny Parker & Tony Stark

Title From: Far Away - Nickelback

Read on AO3

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Dust filled her lungs, and Penny desperately fought the urge to put her hands over her ears to block out the noise that surrounded her. 5 years. That's what Doctor Strange had said as he guided her through a portal and towards the compound - well, what used to be the compound.

Penny couldn't really comprehend what was happening around her. There was fire, fighting, screaming, and it was so loud. She didn't know what to do with herself, so she did the only thing she knew how to do - swing in to battle. There were aliens, just like last time, on Titan. This time, it seems as though they were multiplied by a thousand. It seemed never-ending. No matter how scrambled her brain was by her surroundings, there was one thought screaming at her in the front of her mind.

FIND MR. STARK!

She whipped her head around, searching frantically for the red and gold armour. Her heart pounded in her chest and she could feel her blood rushing in her ears. What if he's hurt? What if he never made it? What if something had happened to him? Penny tried to stop that train of thought before she sent herself into a spiral. That's the last thing she needed right now. He had to be alive, surely the wizard would've told her if anything had happened to him.

She fired web after web at the aliens, almost as an afterthought. She continued her search until she heard the familiar whirring of repulsors. She could've cried at the relief that filled her. She felt safer in an instant, knowing that Mr. Stark was close by. Penny scaled a pile of rubble, hoping to get a glance of the man. Her face fell and she felt her blood run cold in panic as one of the aliens aimed a weapon at him from behind. He wouldn't see it in time. Penny didn't hesitate to swing down, webbing up the enemy swiftly and making sure that the threat had been neutralized.

Finally letting herself breathe, she ran down towards where Mr. Stark lay on the ground, having been knocked down by the alien. The girl grabbed him by the hand, pulling him up onto his feet. She rambled for a moment about how she ended up back here, a habit of hers when she gets excited. Penny took her first real look at the man, noticing with a pang in her chest that the man did in fact look older. It really had been 5 years. He looked the same, but with a few more lines on his face and a bit more salt than pepper in his greying hair.

Just as she took a breath to continue her tangent, Tony took a sudden step forward and pulled the young girl into his arms. Penny didn't realise just how loud everything was until the world went quiet. Safe and wrapped in her father-figure's embrace, she felt like she could finally take a breath, her first in what felt like ages. She didn't comment on his trembling hands or the teardrops she felt hit the top of her head.

Tony held the girl by her shoulders, pulling back to look at her. Penny couldn't begin to decipher the emotions running across his expression in that moment. He says nothing for a moment, an uncharacteristic silence for the man of a million words. His eyes, however, spoke volumes. She could tell there was so much he wanted to say, she wondered what words he would decide upon. She was confident that no matter what, they would be the right words. He always seemed to know the right words.

"I love you, Penny."

That wasn't quite what she was expecting, but did it ever warm her heart. She opens her mouth to reply, but Tony cuts her off, seemingly desperate to get all those words out at once. "I... I never told you that while you were here. I spent five years knowing that I held my kid in my arms while she turned to dust and I never even told her how much I love her. You didn't even know. And -"

It was Penny's turn to cut him off, not with words but with a hug. She held him tight, whispering softly. "I knew. I did." She drew away to look up at him. "I love you too, Mr. Stark."

Tony had tears in his eyes. Penny just smiled, her own tears tracing their way down her face. "God, kid. You... You have no idea how much I missed you. Every day, Penny. Every single day I thought about you. There's so much to tell you, I -"

Tony is cut off once again by a yell, and the sounds of the battle raging on around them comes back into focus. The two share a look, unspoken words between them. There will be hours and hours of conversations, there will be tears, laughter, fear, love. For now, there is a fight to win. Both of them smirking at each other and shrugging, Tony brings Penny in for one more tight hug, holding the back of her head gently, as if she might fade away. He kissed the top of her head, and lets go of her with a squeeze. "Duty calls, Mr. Stark." Penny says, a glint of excitement in her eyes. Tony breathes out a chuckle, looking at Penny like she hung the stars in the night sky. "Just like old times, hey kid?"

Preparing to dive head first back into battle, Penny pulls her mask down over her face. She shoots a little salute at Tony before swinging away to see where she could help. Tony sighs, allowing himself a moment of grace in the chaos around him. He had her back. It really worked. He had his kid back in his arms. He had so much to tell her. He was different now. He wouldn't blame the tears in his eyes on the dust in the air, he would blame them on the relief that came with seeing your child alive and well after watching them die.

He would make sure she knew how much he loved her, that she would never question her place in his life, as a part of his family. He would bring her to his lakehouse. He hoped she would like the room he had designed for her when they built the place. It may have made Pepper question his mental stability a bit at the time, but hell, she loved Penny like she was her own too. He would introduce Penny to Morgan. God, they would get on like a house on fire. He'd be grey in a couple weeks with the amount of worrying he'll do over his two daughters. He knew Morgan would grow up to be the best of all of them with Penny as her role model.

There was so much to say, so much to catch up on. For now, there was a battle to fight.

A battle he had one more reason to win.

[iamaboredpotatonugget]

Best Penny Parker Fics Part 1

Mr. Stark is dead.

It's her fault.

Even in heaven, there is a touch of hell. Penny experiences that in one of the worst ways and doesn't know how to live with the pain and worse-how to live with the pain alone.

Penny Parker was sure that someone would die; either she would kill her family for embarrassing her, or her family would kill Flash for bullying her.

Penny had felt something sick and afraid in her stomach at the way Sam Wilson had looked at her mentor…at the way both of them had looked at her. Or maybe she’d just been imagining it. Maybe her own memories had been coloring her thoughts. Still, the next words had come almost before she’d decided to say them.

“We’ve met, actually.” Penny had told them, holding out a hand to Sam, smirking just a little. As if on autopilot, he had taken her hand, shaking it once, but not squeezing. She made up for squeezing his hand just a little too hard. “You threw me out a window.”

Penny Parker had lost all hope of feeling warm ever again.

She had failed her favorite hero, May had died in a car crash and she had been tossed around from bad foster home to slightly less bad foster homes for the past six months.

She got through each day only to lie awake in her bunk each night and wait for the next day.

That was until she met a baby calico kitten with the whole world stacked against it.

She had been a hero for over a year, maybe she could do it one last time?

While the Avengers try and fail to hunt down Spider-Man, Penny Parker hides the fact that she's a foster kid living in a group home. When Tony Stark takes her in, what will happen?

Pepper’s shocked face finally registered to Tony and he looked at her in question. Her eyes flicked between him and Penny before he still shrugged that he didn’t understand the expression.

“Spider-Man?” She said with emphasis on the last work.

“Misnomer,” Penny answered for him as she turned.

“Tony once said that you’d kill for me.”

Natasha gave her a look she couldn’t quite interpret. Then she shrugged. “I’ve killed for far worse reasons.”

In the few months after Penny’s disastrous Homecoming night, the Stark and Parker families figure out how to find common ground.

Penny hadn't really had birthdays. And especially not parties.

But, with Pepper pregnant and every moment being dedicated to the coming baby, Penny is really looking forward to this one day.

[asongofstarkandtargaryen]

Favourite Tyrion Pairing

I noticed that unfortunately Tyrion doesn't get as much attention as other popular characters when it comes to shipping. So I was wondering which is everyone's favourite pairing for him. Spread the love for our favourite witty man!

[ffiamgoku]

Another great pic set drawn for me by @konako. Again these are for some of my MCU fics that feature Female Peter Parker (Penelope Parker). This pic (and fic elements) take inspiration from the 90s Spider-Man Clone Saga comic arc that lasted from 1994 to 1996. It is not a direct adaptation, it is merely inspired by it and draws some content from it.

This pic features Penelope, her clone Beth Reilly (Female Ben Reilly), and Kaine Parker, a clone who suffered from a degenerative condition.

Now I know the Clone Saga is....divisive among Spider-Man fans...and yeah, the longer it went on the plot just went off the rails and went batshit crazy. But I do love the introduction of Ben Reilly/The Scarlet Spider, and some of the Clone Saga contents, but it did really go off the rails after awhile and the writers were just cramming so much content into it without much care for how ridiculous it was getting. It was crazy even by comic book standards. As always, my version of Penelope's appearance is based on Anya Taylor-Joy, as is Beth's. However I wrote in that the degenerative affects Kaine suffered under, made her body age beyond what Penny and Beth were, so instead of being a teenager, she is in her late 20s/early30s. Kaine is based on actress Meghan Ory (who some may know as playing Ruby on "Once Upon a Time" among other roles). Who Konako has drawn such great art of Meghan before on her page, and she did again an amazing job here capturing the characters, the outfits, and even the anatomy of them. (Kaine is older, and in the comics, when Peter is older he has a larger physique than his teenage self, so Kaine here being physically older is bigger than Penny and Beth) Below is a link to two of my Female Peter Parker fics: Some Reassembly Required A New Team: (Done Right) Siberia: Take Two These fics are NOT Steve Rogers Friendly, or Wanda Maximoff Friendly.

[grenadaee]

The effect of Tragedy, says Aristotle, is Catharsis, the purification and purgation of emotions - especially that of pity and fear - through art or any extreme change in emotion that results in renewal and restoration.

Tragedy has it's specific pleasure; that of releif from the oppressive burden of personal painful feelings. It can also give rise from the sadistic emotions of witnessing the torments of another. In the masochistic sense, we also derive tragic pleasure in torturing ourselves.

Tragedy is the luxury of sorrow

The fictitious characters for whom our emotions are called forth, are likened to ourselves. With their fortunes we identify ourselves while simultaneously remaining seperate and detached.

Our passions are so moved, and our very being is so aroused, that a myriad of fleeting thoughts and impressions capture us so that the image of greatness and worth, of futility and vain questioning, of the triumph of will and the clarification of fate, appears to confusedly and yet harmonized by art, as to utterly defy any logical analysis.

The function of Tragedy is simply to give a certain sort of pleasure, to satisfy in certain ways our love of beauty and truth, of truth of life and about it.

[braveclementine]

Freedom

Warnings: None

Copyright: I do not own any Marvel characters or locations. However, I do own my OCs, which consist of Penny Fury, Elizabeth Nelson, Elijah Chan, Katya Venice, Violetta Moscow, Lan Le, Josh, Trang Tien, Ahni Jallow, Mai Ito, and Ghaida Kashual as well as other OCs that will come up throughout the story.

Penny fucking hated the undercover assignment that she was on. It was nothing like being at Blonsky's' mansion.

They had taken her and Violetta to a compound that was right on the edge of the Michigan- Canada border- on the Canadian side. It was a medium-sized compound, housing about twenty girls at the moment. They each had their own bedroom, which would then be the same room that men would use them in.

Her and Violetta had been here for about a month and they were now aware of the situation that was going on.

The girls that had been kidnapped were told that if they served four hundred men, they would be let go. But, they had to do it in a time frame of six years or they would be kept a sex slave for the rest of their life.

Most of the girls here were not that far along, either with their number or with the time that they had been here. There was one girl that had been here for five years, and had served three hundred and eight-six men. So she was pretty close and the closer she got, the more excited she became in the compound.

Penny often spent her non sexual hours, either giving reports into her com, or she was staring out the window across Lake Michigan to the Michigan border. When her and Violetta broke out of here, it was going to be a hard thing. How were they supposed to convince the American police to get rid of this base if it was on Canadian land?

She supposed her dad would take care of it. It wasn't their job to shut this one down anyways. They were trying to find leads of where the trail was supposed to go. What other bases were there, who was the head of everything, and so on.

One thing she did have to say for the place was, despite it being mid- July, it was not hot at all. It was positively cool and it felt amazing. Whether that was the air conditioning in the building or just simply because she was in Canada now, she wasn't quite sure.

Violetta hissed as she entered Penny's room, slamming the door closed behind her. "Fuck all of them."

Penny nodded. That was pretty much how she felt after she got done too. "We're gonna get out of here soon."

"Yeah, I think we're pretty much done here." Vi groaned, throwing herself down on the same bed as Penny. Penny automatically put a hand on her head as she rested next to her. "Maybe we'll be home in time for Elizabeth's birthday."

"When is it?"

"July 22." Vi sighed. "Course, we also missed Ahni, Trang, and my birthdays as well cause they were all in June. But if we get home after August 12th, we'll have missed Ghaida's birthday too. Oh and Steves' of course."

Penny laughed lightly, "I see why you're all friends now."

Vi laughed too. "Yeah, birthday buddies."

A girl screamed outside and Vi lifted her head. "Should we go see-"

"Yeah." Penny swung her legs over and the two of them hurried to the door and looked out.

The young brunette who had been almost done with her servitude, was crying. But she wasn't crying hard enough to disguise her words, "I did my four hundred me! I finished my servitude! You said you'd let me go! I did it in under six years!"

Penny and Violetta moved closer, though the other girls in the room stayed where they were, sitting on the couches and such. Those were- mostly- girls who had accepted that they were going to be here for life, or even just the ones that genuinely enjoyed it.

Penny moved forwards, wanting to protect the girl, but Vi caught her arm, "Don't interfere yet. We can't risk having to break out yet, without knowing where the other bases are."

"Yes, you're leaving." Francisco- who was the head of this compound and the Hispanic man that picked Penny and Violetta up- said. "With this nice gentleman whose going to take you to another base and you'll serve there too. You did rack up interest on the days that no man took you. So really, you've still got about a whole year of men to pay up on."

She sobbed, shaking her head in denial.

"It's not so bad. It's a beautiful compound in my home country." He replied.

"So Mexico?" Penny hissed at Violetta. "And now we can slice his throat?"

"No, not Mexico." Violetta muttered. "I think he's Latino. That's the vibes his name gives off at least. I just don't know which Latino country. But definitely South America."

Penny hissed in frustration.

The girl- who Penny realized she never learned the name of- attempted to make a run for it, jerking the front door open. Francisco sighed, raising his gun. Penny screamed, but the girl didn't make it far before he shot her in the back. Violetta and two other girls joined her in on the screaming.

"Take them all back to their rooms!" Francisco ordered, eyes roaming the entire room. He was clearly angry and Penny and Vi turned tail, rushing back to Penny's room.

"That evil, evil man!" Vi hissed, punching the wall in frustration. "I should have saved her."

"You said we couldn't risk blowing cover." Penny pointed out, although she was feeling just as guilty for not saving her.

"Natasha could've done it." Violetta muttered, putting her forehead against the wall.

Penny softened. She realized now why Vi had wanted to do a mission of her own. She walked over, wrapping her arms around the Italian. "You don't know that. We both feel terrible, but we both know we couldn't risk it."

Vi turned and hugged Penny back, "Can I sleep in here tonight?"

"Of course." Penny answered, leading the other girl back to her bed. The sun was setting and Penny left the barred window open. She turned off the light, climbing into bed beside Violetta.

Penny curled into Violetta, liking the warmth that came from her. They were not given very thick sheets or blankets to stay warm with at night.

"Good night Vi." Penny whispered.

"Good night Penny." Violetta murmured.

🧔‍♂️😛 тί๓ε 𝔰кƗ𝐩 🦀🥅

"Wake up! What the hell are the two of you doing in the same bed!" Franciscos very loud and obnoxious voice woke Penny up the next morning. She could feel Violetta stirring next to her.

She felt the covers being ripped off her body, and became very annoyed. Violetta, was clearly even more annoyed because she sprang out of bed and slapped Francisco across the face, "You're a fucking bastard, you know that right! You shouldn't have killed her!"

Francisco stared at her in shock, then grew angry. He grabbed her around the throat and slammed her up against the wall. Violetta struggled against him, glaring at him, but showed Penny that she didn't want her to interfere. Penny hesitated in the background.

"You have a weak grip old man, just like you have a tiny limp dick. Where you from that gave you such terrible genetics? Peru?" Vi hissed with a small laugh. Penny started to smirk, and then goaded the man by laughing outright.

"I am not weak!" Francisco sneered at her. "I have the glorious heritage of Brazil behind me. My ancestors are Brazilin and so am I!"

"Why would you put a compound in Brazil?" Violetta scoffed, "The only thing beautiful there is the forest."

"The compound is in the forest, duh." Francisco said, letting go of Violetta.

"Didn't Brazil just put in a fascist dictator that no one wants as their new President?" Penny asked, directing Francisco away from Violetta's questions, "Luiz Inácio Lula da Silva?"

Francisco hesitated and then said, "I don't know. I don't care. Do I look like I live there right now?"

"Yeah." Violetta huffed. "For someone who loves his glorious ancestral background, you sure seem to care enough about your home country to know whose running it into the ground?"

Francisco glared at her, "I have Brazilin background. But it is not my home country. My home country is Colombia."

"Oh." Vi muttered and then she smiled, "Thank you."

"For what?" Francisco asked.

"Oh. Nothing." And then Violetta slammed her fist into his face. She lifted her wrist to her mouth as he was out cold. "Oi! Whoever's listening to the coms. There are compounds in Colombia and Brazil. The one in Brazil is in the Amazon Rain Forest. Not sure about Colombia. But we've knocked the guy out so we kind've need to leave. Thanks."

Violetta left the room and came back with rope. She tossed a strand to Penny and then started to tie his ankles together, "Make sure you get his weapons. We'll just prop them up in the living room. And any customers that come in today can join them. Let S.H.I.E.L.D. take care of them all."

Penny nodded, tying the wrists and then the two of them carried him out to the living room.

"Hey!" One of the guards shouted.

Penny ran at him, ducking as he swung his baton, before upper cutting a punch to his jaw. She stomped on his foot, slid his legs apart, kneed him in the groin, before flipping over his shoulders to disable him from behind. He fell to the floor in pain and Penny took his gun and then tied him up as well.

Slowly, Vi and Penny took care of the entire facility.

"Are we free?" One of the younger girls asked, wrapping her arms around her body. No one here was dressed warmly for the cold and the air condition was still blowing. Penny stripped the guard of his jacket, made sure it was perfectly safe, then handed it to her. She took it gratefully.

"You are free." Violetta said, "But we have to wait until S.H.E.I.L.D. takes statements from you all."

"You're from the American Government?" The girl that was brave enough to talk to them first asked.

"Not really." Penny answered. "We're. . . kind've part of the Avengers?"

"Oh! Wow!" Her eyes blew wide as saucers.

Penny, remembering how she hadn't known the name of the girl who died, asked, "What's your name?"

"Oh, I'm Daphne." She responded quietly.

"Well, Daphne, we've already made contact with them, although I should probably send them a second contact." Violetta muttered. "Do any of them have phones?"

"Yeah." Penny said, digging out a phone and then looked at the other girls who were crowding around now. "Does anyone have family or friends or siblings or anyone they can call to let them know they're okay?"

Several of the girls nodded, although a few of them shook their heads. "Well," Penny found two more phones and quickly hacked into them, "You guys can share these. Call whoever you need. You can tell me that you're in Canada and can see the Michigan border. That way anyone whose family isn't near here, can start making their way to Michigan."

Two girls eagerly stepped forward, taking the phones and started calling whoever they wanted to call. Tears falling down her face.

"Tony's already on his way." Violetta said, handing in a third phone for them to use.

It didn't take long for Tony to show up. He strolled through the front door of the compound in a hurry. Penny ran into his arms first and he hugged her back tightly, before kissing her on the lips. Then he pulled Violetta into a hug.

"None of the others are coming. Long story that I'll explain when we get back to the tower." Tony started.

"Is anyone hurt?" Violetta asked immediately.

Tony hesitated and then said, "No one is dead. And no one is in the hospital. Like I said, I'll explain later. But you don't have to worry about anyones immediate safety. Penny, your dad is coming though, he's got some trusted S.H.I.E.L.D. agents with him to take care of this. F.R.I.D.A.Y. is already looking at those bases in the other countries. We'll find them."

Violetta and Penny nodded. They only had to wait two more hours before her father showed up. Girls were taken back to the states, reunited with family or friends. And then Tony was driving Violetta and Penny back, while also telling them what had happened while they were gone.

"Where's Rumlow?" Violetta snarled after Tony was done. "I'm going to cut his balls off and-"

"Steve already killed him." Tony answered.

"Steve? Really?" Violetta and Penny asked together.

"Took his head clean off with his shield." Tony responded. "Not a surprise though, he hates those sort of men."

"Yeah, but Steve is so kind." Violetta muttered.

"He's killed before." Tony shrugged, "I don't see why this shocks people the way that it does."

When they got back to the tower, they saw Natasha and Thor waiting for them outside. Thor immediately pulled Penny into a bone crushing hug, but Natasha went for Violetta first. She whispered in her ear, making the younger widow actually flush with pride, her eyes lighting up. Penny smiled.

"Where is everyone else?" Penny asked.

"Asgard." Tony answered, "We're heading there as well. We figured it would be safer for Elizabeth to stay there while she was pregnant and defenseless. It was better than trying to put a 24-7 protection detail on her, which we all knew she would protest."

Penny nodded and her attention was taken as Natasha came over to kiss and hug her. "You okay?" Nat asked quietly.

"Yeah." Penny answered quietly as well. "What'd you say to Vi?"

"I just told her that her want to save that young girls life meant she was becoming less like a widow and more like a human being." Nat smiled. "And I told her that she saved more girls lives by continuing the mission. The compounds are being cleared out as we speak."

Penny smiled. "Good."

"Ready?" Tony called over. He had suitcases by his feet, standing next to Thor. "Nat packed for the two of you."

Penny, Natasha, and Violetta joined the two men, and readied themselves for the trip to Asgard.

[breakfast-with-a-side-of-angst]

The Avengers learn a secret Penny Parker had hoped to take to her grave.

—————

“How was school?” Tony asked with what Penny might call a casual tone — if she didn’t know better.

“Fine. Nothing new to report on.” She shrugged to emphasize the absolute boringness of her day before sinking into the couch so that her body was obscured by Clint’s.

Tony crossed his left leg over his right and leaned forward. “No?” He asked, dangerously casual.

Penny winced at the forced casualness of his tone. She had a feeling Tony already knew that she was lying — though she had no idea how.

[fuckyeahhansonfamily]

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James: How petty can you get? Anthony: I once edited a Wikipedia article to win an argument with Penny

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Talking to Strangers

MULTI-CHAPTER 4/? LINK TO A03

The man on the desk look at her with a scold. Penny definitely didn’t look like she belonged there, with her hand-me-down clothes and although being fifteen, she looked thirteen, fourteen at best. 

No matter what the man thought, she had a badge and when scanned, all her information appeared. 

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Two days after one of the most successful therapy session she ever had, mostly because Tyler leave her alone, she came home from school to find two more boys than usual. Her oldest foster sister, Jolene, was the one that told her the situation, but Penny already had an idea of what was going on.

Her first thought was where they were going to sleep.

Foster parents that took more than three children that aren’t siblings are prone to take more.

That is exactly what happened in the new place she was living. Now, two weeks after her arrival, the already overpopulated house was made home to another two kids, siblings. When Penny came, the house already had 5 kids, with her they were made 6, now there were 8.  

Another fun fact about the foster parents that take too many kids, is they do it for the money.

Penny admitted that saying that was unfair, not all situations were the same, but most of them had that in common. Mrs. and Mr. Miller, her actual foster parents, were one of those.

Jolene was the one to explain all of the brothers’ backstory. Tom and Robert, six and four, respectively. An abusive drug addict father that ended up killing their mother.

“Lucky that they were at school when it happened” Jolene had said, and Penny couldn’t help but to agree. The last thing those kids needed was to witness their mother’s murder.

Jolene had already given up her bed, and Penny as the second oldest, was quick to follow.

When Penny arrived, there was only one room designated for kids. It was big enough to put six beds, three on each size, and at the time, it was perfect. Now they had a 4 and a 6 year old boys, that needed a bed. Jolene was 17 while Penny was fifteen, they could live without one. The room also had one dresser chest that luckily, had eight drawers, so that was one thing they shouldn’t worry about.

The boys were scared, and Penny could understand it. She and her brother weren’t that young when they ended up on foster care, but she remember when her parents died. Even if she could live wither aunt and uncle, it was a new house and a new country.

Penny wondered what would have happened if her aunt and uncle weren’t there at the time. Aunt May was a consolation as she sometimes spoke in Italian, like her mother used to do. Uncle Ben was so much like her father and always told them stories about him when they were sad. She couldn’t imagine the grieving process without them in the picture.

It was 5 in the afternoon, and she was watching the two brothers play. Suddenly she felt as she couldn’t breathe. Although of the gender and the age difference, she couldn’t help but to compare Tom and Robert to her and her own brother. Alone except for each other. 

Unable to stop picturing her twin and her and the other setoff siblings, she leave the room, ignoring Jolene’s worried look.

The other day, her journey to the cemetery was a long one, after all, her foster home was in Manhattan, while All Faiths Cemetery was at Queens. A trip there was out of the question, as she would be back after curfew and dinner.

Suddenly, she remember the conversation with the Avengers that she had yesterday. Penny searched through her backpack, hoping she hadn’t put the new badge on her drawer at the house. A really low probability, but one you couldn’t discard. Much to Penny’s relief the badge was there. With the odds of being thrown out lower, she made her way to Avengers Tower.

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The man on the desk look at her with a scold. Penny definitely didn’t look like she belonged there, with her hand-me-down clothes and although being fifteen, she looked thirteen, fourteen at best.

No matter what the man thought, she had a badge and when scanned, all her information appeared. He told her which elevator to take and began to type on his computer.

On the elevator, a female voice spoke.

“Hello, Miss Parker, I am FRIDAY, Tony Stark’s Artificial Intelligence, which floor would you like to go?” Penny thought about it for a while before concluding she didn’t know what the hell she was doing.

“I am looking for Mr. Stark. Or any Avenger” Before the AI could answer, she added “They told me I could come.”  

“I am aware of your relationship with the Avengers, I can take you to Mr. Stark’s floor right now.

Penny let out a relief sound. After the initial rush had come down, she thought that maybe it wasn’t one of her best ideas to come here and just ask to see the Avengers, one of the most famous people in New York and people that had many enemies. She wondered how many people came asking to see an Avenger.

When the elevator stopped she come face to face with Tony Stark. He look at her, worry clear on his face. She tried to talk, but the right words just wouldn’t come out of her mouth.

“Is anyone else here?” Even if she trusted the Avengers more than she previously did, that didn’t that she wanted to parade her problems to all of them. Especially not Steve Rogers that although he had apologized, she still didn’t feel right to her. Her feelings had to do, perhaps, with the similarities that the Captain had with a man that belonged to Penny’s past.

“Everyone is on the communal floor, but I can call someone if you are more comfortable?” It was obvious that Tony felt that something was wrong, but he couldn’t tell why.

Penny shook* her head. “I was hoping I could talk to you, and you told me I could come whenever I wanted.”

“I did say that kid, don’t worry.” He gestured to the very expensive sofa and waited until she had sat down before doing it himself. “What do you need?”

“Today two more kids arrived at my foster home.” She paused a little before continuing. “Now we are eight, but that doesn’t matter.” This time when she paused she looked at him expecting an answer.

“Do these kids make you uncomfortable?” That was a good question. Was she uncomfortable? Quick answer was yes, but not in the way he was thinking. Also, was ‘uncomfortable’ the right word? She thought that it wasn’t.

“They are six and four and they scared. They had barely talk to me” She could tell he was confused.

“So, what is the problem?” He seemed kind when asking that, but so did many bad people. Tyler was seen kind by most, maybe annoying, but Penny knew. If her shitty life had taught her something was to not judge a book by its cover. It didn’t matter the cover was nice or bad.

Thinking more, she suddenly felt stupid. She probably was worrying Tony for no reason. Of course, a sibling relationship would remind Penny of hers and her brother’s relationship, they were siblings.

“You know what, it is stupid and shouldn’t have come. You are probably very busy and…” She was already standing up when Tony took her wrist.

“I can assure you that nothing you are having troubles with is stupid” At her look of disbelief he added. “I once heard that it doesn’t matter that you are drowning of a glass of water, you are still drowning. I promise that I will listen and help as much as I can. It is your decision if you want to.” With that, he let go her wrist, that wasn’t held with any force. Pre- spider bit Penny could have broken free if she wanted.

She pondered at to what to do. Looking at Tony’s eyes she saw something that she hadn’t seen in a very long time. An actual desire to help.

With that she took the decision that would most like it change her whole life.

She trusted Tony Stark.

“They remind me of me and my brother.” She finally began, after sitting on the sofa again. “So scared, yet they have each other.” Penny look down at her lap. “Everything was easier when I had my brother with me.”

Tony remains in silence, waiting for her to continue. When she made it apparent that she wasn’t going to say anything, he began talking.

“When my parents died, I didn’t cope well. I began drinking and smoking, all so I could forget the pain for a while. I was destroying myself.” Penny wondered where this was going. “A year later or so I decided I couldn’t continue that way and it work for a while, until I visited Rhodey’s mom. She is a wonderful lady that would always let me stay at her house on holidays when visiting my dad was too much.”

Tony looked at her, like he was debating on continuing.

“When I was watching both of them interact I couldn’t help but missing my mom. You see my dad could have been a bastard, but my mother, she was an angel. She loved me and I wish I could have said that I loved her more than I did.” He made a pause again. Penny could see it was difficult. “That night I drank so much that I ended up on the hospital.” He look at her directly in her eyes. “It is okay if you miss your brother, kid. It is natural that little things will remind you of him, and I will not say you will ever forget him or that you will stop hurting, but from experience.” He took her hand. “It will hurt less, and when you remember him, you will not cry, you will laugh, happy for the memories you have with him.”

“I don’t feel like I will feel better.”

“This won’t happen tomorrow or in a week. It takes time. Right now, you only see dark, but I assure you there is always light.”

And for the second time in this day, Penny took a decision that will change her life.

She believe Tony Stark.

And she also hugged Tony Stark.

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Natasha knew something changed.

She wasn’t sure if it began the day Penny punched Tyler or later, when Tony gave her a badge. The thing was that at the moment, although she could see that Penny was grateful, she didn’t look like she was going to take the offer.

That is why, when Tony came to the communal floor the day after giving Penny her badge, saying the girl had come to the Tower, she was surprised. He didn’t say the reason behind the visit, only that she had already left.

After that day, Penny was a constant in the tower. She was a little more open with them, but mostly Tony. It made Natasha wonder what exactly happened that Thursday that made the young girl trust the man so much. The thing that troubled her the most, in a bad way, was how every positive favor that the girl show Tony was like it was taken from Steve. While Penny wasn’t rude like she was with Tyler, she wasn’t friendly and if Natasha was honest, it confused her more than anything ever had in her lifetime.

She had figured out that Penny Parker was a mystery. She obviously didn’t trust easily. She was still wary with all of them, never talking about anything personal, and watching al of their moves, but she seemed to be more wary of Steve. Never talking with him unless he talked to her directly, and she avoided him in favor of others.

At first, Natasha thought that it had something to do with the recent conflict between Tony and Steve, and as Penny seemed to like Tony, she immediately disliked Steve. Her theory was quickly refuted by Penny forming an unlikely friendship with Bucky.

It seemed that for now, Penny Parker would remain to be a mystery.