#AG!peter parker

[backtothefanfiction]

If you couldn’t tell already, I have acquired a soft spot for MobAU! Peter Parker stories so…..

Coming Very Soon

As in some time this week!

~ Summary ~

Peter Parker’s wife left him 3 years ago. Suddenly she’s back and she’s brought some news that is about to change everything, unfortunately that news comes with it’s own set of complications and he’s out for blood.

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Let me know if you wish to be tagged! 18+ Only!

I do have 3 chapters written already and with the rate I’m writing them, I don’t think we’ll have to many delays in their regular release!

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[lucky-bucky-boy]

can't stop thinking bucky and ag!Peter 🫶🏻

send me your thots and ideas so i can write some drabbles

[potato-lord-but-not]

Baby, why don’t you come over?

[gay-fae]

part of what made across the spiderverse so perfect was that it was largely centered on WHO spider-man is, in EVERY universe. not just Miles, or Peter, or Gwen, or Miguel. Spider-Man. it was about the ESSENCE of Spider-man. Spider-Man is love for humanity. Spider-Man is having to sacrifice and lose everything you love for the mask. Spider-Man is rebellion against the powers that be. Spider-Man is about trying to do both, in every universe. about not taking no for an answer or listening when everyone tells you your destiny. refusing to choose between the things and people you love. that’s why Spider-Man is so compelling: they want everything, even though everyone else tells them they can’t have it. that it’s not meant to be. and they just. keep. trying. keep getting back up. they just keep going, man.

[novaalexander]

HAPPY 1989 TAYLORS VERSION TO ALL WHO CELEBRATE guys what was that "together we are fnaf" ass ending why did i write that its like when youre watching a movie and they say the name of the movie. anyways what if i make some more peter taylor song fics based off 1989tv. angst clean tv fic ? IS IT OVER NOW? anyways. brunging this fic back for the celebration

How You Get The Girl [TASM!Peter Parker x Reader]

Based on How You Get The Girl by Taylor Swift

Grew Apart Part 2

Read Part One [Here]

everything novaalexander

word count 1739

A/N i dont know how i feel about this. the writing is eh and v rushed. a lot of people wanted angst, and i do have that as an alternative ender in my drafts and ready to publish, but i honestly dont love my writing in that version. if yall want it though, ill post it

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Stand there like a ghost Shaking from the rain, rain She'll open up the door And say, are you insane, -ane?

For y/n, falling back into routine after the breakup was nothing short of difficult. But on nights like tonight, it was easy to find solice in the dreary New York weather. Throwing a pity party for herself didn’t bear any guilt when the harsh sound of rain on the window matched the fast paced thoughts spiraling in her head.

Y/n laid curled up under her comforter for two hours now, eyes mindlessly wondering over the items scattered around the desk she had moved from her old apartment to what was now the l/n-Stacy residency. After she moved to Gwen’s, y/n threw all all the framed pictures and polaroids of Peter in the dresser, covering it with folded tshirts. But it didn’t take long for her to fish them out and place them on her desk a week later. She was regretting it now as her eyes bore into the picture of her and Peter on his 21st birthday, both of them smiling with frosting smeared across their faces. The more y/n thought about that day—and all the other memories displayed in frozen time— the more she could feel how uncomfortable her body was under the heavy weight of her comforter.

Between flipping her pillows and shuffling around on her bed, the taps on her window were almost inaudible. It wasn’t until the knocking became more powerful that the girl froze.

‘My bedroom window is nine stories up, who the fuck is on my fire escape.’ Back still facing the window, she tried to steady her breathing. ‘Maybe they’ll think I’m asleep and not break in and y’know. murder me.’

It wasn’t until her eyes focused on another picture of Peter—sitting on their old fire escape—that she realized who the knocking actually was. It was then that the sound of rain seemed to have grown louder, but y/n could still hear the faint knocking.

Everything in her said to leave him there on the fire escape, ‘but its cold and raining and he’s nine stories up and how would he get down without slipping- okay.’ She got up, making sure she took her time walking around her bed and to the window.

Realizing she was in a tank top and an old pair of Peter’s boxers, she grabbed a hoodie off the floor and threw it on. ‘Holy shit. This place is a fucking pigs sty,’ she thought, before her eyes met with the reason behind her inability to clean up after herself—the reason she couldn’t do anything, actually.

She unlocked the hatch and pushed open her window, “Are you fucking crazy, Parker? Its raining. How did you even get up here you fucking idiot.” She paused, taking in his shivering form. The only light was from the lamp on the other side of her room, but she could see a dark brown stain seeping through his layered outfit. “Did you fucking play in a puddle or something. You’re as pale as a ghost.” Y/n grabbed the collar of his green jacket and pulled him through the window and shut it before any more rain could get on the grey carpet. It was counter-productive, Peter’s soaking clothes creating a pond on the floor. “You’re fucking insane,” she mumbled before going to turn on her bedroom light.

Say it's been a long six months And you were too afraid to tell her what you want, want

Looking up, y/n could finally take in the boy she hadn’t seen in six months. What she thought was mud or a coffee stain turned to crimson in the light, and the hands that had been rubbing the chill out of his body were covered in webbed fabric. ‘I’m gonna be sick’ she thought.

“Hi.” Peter’s voice was horse, and his shivering made the word come out as a whisper.

Y/n didn’t respond, she didn’t even know he spoke. All she could do was stare wide-eyed, gaze flickering from his gloved hands to the red pooling on his shirt.

“Y/n. Look at me,” the boy pleaded. But every step he took towards her, she took one back. This kept up until her back was pressed against her door, the both of them freezing.

‘I’m definitely gonna throw up,' she thought as her body sunk down to the carpeted floor.

“Please … Please look at me.”

“I am looking at you.”

“No. Really look at me.”

Two pairs of watery irises met, and Peter fell to his knees to meet y/n’s stare. “Listen I know it’s been a while-”

“Six months,” she broke their gaze to stare at yet another framed photo.

He looked to where her eyes had focused. “Yeah,” he paused, taking a few short breaths before turning back to her, “a long, tiring six months."

Remind her how it used to be, be Yeah, with pictures in frames of kisses on cheeks, cheeks Tell her how you must've lost your mind When you left her all alone and never told her why, why

"And I am so incredibly sorry," he waited a few seconds for her to turn towards him, but she made no move to meet his eyes. So instead of continuing his sentiment, he stood up and made his way over to y/n's desk, picking up the frame that held her attention.

"Happy one year, Ladybug." Y/n grinned at the overused nickname. It was something Peter had called her since their friendship began in middle school, and it stuck throughout their relationship.

She kissed the tip of Peter's nose, and he scrunched it in response before y/n leaned her forehead against his. "There's no one else I'd rather spend every day with."

Those words alone made Peter ecstatic. All the worry he held left his body with a breathy laugh as he peppered y/n's face with kisses. "Move in with me," Peter said between his lips' feather light touches.

"Wha-"

"Oh you guys are the cutest," May had just walked through Peter's front door. "Let me take a picture of you two," she pleaded, pulling out her old Minolta camera.

Peter held his lips pressed to y/n's cheek as the flash went off, "move in with me," he said again against the dimple that formed on her cheek as she smiled for May.

A look of shock made its way to his girlfriend's face, but her smile was quickly restored as she whipped her head towards Peter, wrapping her arms around his neck.

"Of course, Pete."

"I miss it," y/n finally spoke, and Peter turned to her. "I tried to get rid of those pictures... I couldn't do it. I thought I was going crazy, Pete. I didn't know why you were out every night, coming home beaten half to death." She looked up at him through wet lashes, "I knew you were in some sort of trouble but," she waved her hand around in his direction, "this? This was the last thing I suspected. Which is so stupid, because out of all the crazy ideas in my head, this was the most logical."

The confession brought a new hope to Peter's heart, and he quickly wiped his eyes before kneeling face-to-face with y/n. Letting the picture frame hit the floor, his thumbs traced under her eyes before placing his palms firmly on each side of her face.

"I miss how we used to be," a sob left y/n's lips, followed by a few hiccups.

"Hey, look at me," he lifted the girl's chin with no resistance, "we can go back to that." He nudged his head towards the fallen frame with a smile.

"I'm sorry I didn't tell you. I was scared you'd get hurt and I wouldn't be able to protect you." He was crying again, but the slow fall of his tears didn't match the rapidity of y/n's.

Peter looked out the rain covered bedroom window before turning back to y/n. "I swung passed that window every night on patrol. Every morning, too, and sometimes on my lunch break." He moved his gloved hands from y/n's face to his own, quickly wiping away the salt water that curved its way down his face and to his lips. "I realized that staying away from you was just as selfish as staying with you. If I wasn't by your side, who was gonna protect you?"

The worry in Peter's voice hit y/n like a truck, the secrets starting to make more sense. It wasn't about not trusting her, it was about the target that was not only on Spider-Man's back, but Peter's.

"I'd be at risk either way," she held strong eye contact now. "If I know or don't... It doesn't matter. The bad guys would need to know your identity to put me in danger, me knowing doesn't control who else knows," she paused, "unless you don't trust me?"

He was quick to put down the idea, "No. No y/n of course I trust you. I got these powers when we were in high school, and I didn't want to freak you out. I was gonna tell you, but then keeping it a secret seemed so much easier. So I waited a few years, but then you told me you liked me and I couldn't mess that up." Peter's shaky hands reached for her's.

God, she wanted to be mad, even a little scared, but the pleading look in Peter's eyes seemed to have shut off her sympathetic nervous system.

Y/n was quick to wrap her arms around the boy in front of her, nothing but muffled sobs left her lips as she brought herself as close to Peter as possible. He wrapped his arms around her lower back, running a hand up and down her spine.

"I would wait forever and ever if thats how long you needed," he whispered into her hair when he felt her breathing become steady.

"You really know how to get the girl, huh." Y/n laughed as she leaned back, sniffling before rubbing her nose with the back of her hand.

Peter chuckled before kissing her, finally able to relish in the feeling of her lips after six miserable months. "Yeah," he pulled back, a grin gracing his puffy cheeks, "I heard that's how it works."

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A/N god that was so fucking bad

[gwifirusu]

THE TWO OF THEM... im so yaoipoisoned. it’s joever 

[ghostyfunerall]

them but babies

[erinwantstowrite]

Do I look like him?

had a lot of people ask me to make a tiktok for it and i swear i tried but,,, making tiktoks just isn't working for me rn so we're getting still images until i can get my brain to cooperate. anyways!! i am obsessed with chromokopia and when i heard Like Him i ascended into heaven and also cried. and it very much reminded me of LoF

[florida3exclamationpoints]

Marvel + text posts

[tinylilacbun]

ohhh could i please request super soldiers little angels au where reader is in babyspace while peter is regressed maybe to around 4 or 5 so steve & bucky teach him how to take care of reader and be a good big brother🥺💕

Pairing: daddy!stucky x little!reader x little!peter

Warnings: age regression

The Super Soldiers little Angels AU Masterlist

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Steve was bouncing you around in the kitchen while Peter and Bucky were already sitting at the table eating their breakfast. Whenever he tried to set you down you would start whining instantly and demanding to be held again.

Steve and Bucky exchanged glances and both knew you were in a smaller headspace today given your current behavior.

Peter stopped shoveling pancakes in his mouth to see how you were sucking mindlessly on your paci, your eyes dropping close here and there.

"Daddy?"

"Yes, buddy?" Bucky stopped looking through the newspaper to give him his full attention.

"Is bunny otay?" he asked pointing at you and Steve.

"Bunny is in babyspace today. You know what that means?" Bucky asked him and Peter nodded his head quickly.

"She baby?"

"Correct, she's feeling a lot smaller than usual and that means you have to be more careful with her today. Dada and I are gonna show you how to take care of her, okay?" he explained and took you from Steve's arms, moving you so you're facing Peter.

You babbled happily and made grabby hands for your Petie. As your daddies were talking with each other Peter made it his mission to entertain you, doing funny faces or letting you play with his hands.

"We have to go grocery shopping soon." Steve reminded his husband, closing the fridge with a sigh. "Oh, and I-"

Both caregivers attention got drawn to you and Peter when they heard him yelp, seeing you pulling on his hair slightly.

"Ow ow ow! daddy help!" he winced and Bucky de-tangled your hand from the poor boys hair.

"No pulling, Doll." he chided you, making you flat your hand and pat Peter's head gently a few times.

"Can we go pway now?" Peter asked, his breakfast already finished.

"Sure, buddy, but remember to be gentle with her."

He nodded and got up from his chair to pick you up from Bucky's lap, carrying you to your guys playroom.

Throughout the day Peter was determined to look after you, carrying you everywhere, talking with you even though he sometimes doesn't understand your babbling.

Sometime around lunch you were both watching inside out in the living room, cuddling on the couch. You were laying between Peter's legs with your back against his chest while he had his arms wrapped around you snugly.

Steve and Bucky had just finished making you both some lunch, small cut sandwiches with some fruits for Peter and for you a bottle since you're too little today for solid food.

They entered the living room, completely in awe at the sight of you both snuggling peacefully.

"Time for lunch." Steve announced in a quiet voice, not wanting to disrupt the current atmosphere as he and Bucky approached.

Peter perked up at that, smiling. "Can I feed bunny?"

"Sure. If you don't forget to eat yourself you can hold the bottle for her." Bucky smiled, handing him the bottle as Steve placed Peter's plate on the armrest beside him.

Peter adjusted you a little, pulling your paci out of your mouth and quickly putting the rubber of the bottle between your lips before you could protest. Steve corrected the way he held the bottle for you, raising the boy's hand a little so the bottle is tilted upwards. As you began to suckle he started eating as well, focusing back on the tv.

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[foolsocracy]

can u two act like you like each other

[vee-nyx]

to celebrate 8 years since civil war release, let’s review all the ways tony stark was an absolute loser and actually the reason thanos won in infinity war:

created an omnicidal A.I. that the rest of the team warned him against creating

decided that the entire team needed to become government puppets because he felt guilty for creating said A.I. that, once again, NO ONE SUPPORTED HIM IN MAKING

(also the reason bucky was forced back into the fight bc tony caused sokovia and thus caused zemo’s need for revenge but i digress on that pt)

when members of the team who can’t disconnect from their abilities raised concerns about how the accords dehumanized them, he had them arrested or locked them in his tower

bribed (yes, bribed) a child into fighting on his side because he knew he was outmatched

instructed vision to shoot sam out of the sky and then shot sam point-blank when he avoided the blast that would’ve left him severely injured AND LANDED TO HELP THE PERSON IT HIT

wanda on the raft. this is its own point. he let her be restrained and collared like a fucking DOG as if he hadn’t already done enough damage in her life (killing her parents & brother)

proceeded to break the accords THAT HE HELPED WRITE to chase cap across the globe because he felt left out of the action

blamed a brainwashed pow for BEING FORCED to kill the starks AGAINST HIS WILL and proceeded to BLOW HIS ARM OFF and ATTEMPT TO KILL HIM DESPITE KNOWING THAT NONE OF IT WAS HIS CHOICE

mocked natasha’s trauma because she dared to disagree with his methods (he is, in fact, incapable of letting go of his ego for one goddamn second)

even after receiving an apology, refused to contact cap for three years despite KNOWING about the threat of thanos

in conclusion,

[toothfa-1-ry]

I'LL BE BACK BEFORE YOU EVEN KNOW IT P.M

Snap

And that's all it took to wipe out half of humanity,

Snap, lesser than even 5 seconds and yet Pietro Maximoff could swear that it was all the time it took for his entire world to screech to a sudden stop

And so he ran, he ran to you and in a blur, no less than 5 seconds there he was right next to you, eyes widened and frantically holding you, looking at you

"are you alright- are you fine are you feeling okay"

Pietro was many things but not the idiot he usually pretended to be, he wasn't the idiot you and his sister would call him though neither of you would believe that he was

He knew that something was wrong with the air suddenly.

Wakanda was a beautiful place even amidst the ongoing war but something was wrong, something was wrong in the universe the minute Thanos snapped his fingers and Pietro knew it, and he knew that you and everyone around him could feel it too.

"dragâ mea- look at me hey- look at me" Pietro commanded, his voice filled with urgency as he spoke to you

"he snapped his fingers didn't he?" You muttered "something really bad is happening Pietro- i- I don't think thanos was bluffing about wiping off half of humanity"

"no- your fine. We are both fine- we're okay" Pietro gripped your hands enclosing them with his, the both of you were going to be fine, he thought, the both of you had to be fine-

You could hear shouts from afar, surprise, shocked, and full of grief. You knew, whatever Thanos had planned had already started

"P- Pietro I don't- I" you began shaking, you felt weird, you felt as if though you might just turn into dust and fade away

"no no no- no your going to be fine no you can't-" Pietro firmly refused to believe that something would happen to you "let me go check- nothing bads going to happen to you or me princesta- nothing bad"

You could hear his accent thicken even more as he began rambling. You knew he was worried despite the words he was saying, despite what he told you he believed

Pietro turned "nothing bads happening, we both know Thanos was just bluffing he was lying- he was trying to scare us he would never- let me go check princesta I swear I'll be right back"

He began talking really fast, desperate to prove to you that it was a lie, desperate to prove to himself that it was all a lie. Thanos's plan, everything. He was going to prove it

"no wait Pietro!" You suddenly shouted out just before he sped away

"dragâ please- y/n? Y/n!"

You look down at yourself and then at Pietro who stared at you in pure disbelief

He shook his head furiously and blinked as fast as he could to hide his tears

"no- no! No your not going- I'm not going to let you go too" his arms enclosed your body as he hugged you tightly as if though that would prevent your body from being faded away

"Pietro- don't.. don't-" you choke back your words "Pietro look at me, please look at me"

Pietro stubbornly refused to let go despite you pleads, he refused to answer back to opting to hold you even closer

"I can't let you go- don't ask me to do such things you know I can't" his voice trembled as he spoke, his voice never trembled like that before

"Pietro" you spoke again, your shaky voice trying very hard to appear calm but miserably failing

"please y/n please" he begged

"Pietro!" You shouted, shaking away from his hold, leaving space between the both of you, you look into his red teary eyes and he looks into yours

You hands clasp his face gently as he shakes his head softly murmuring no repeatedly,

"oh Pietro-" your forhead touches his and you can hear his sobs

"please don't go-" his voice cracks "you can't go my love"

"I'm not going anywhere, I'm always going to be with you- "

Pietro shook his head

"look at me, my sweet sweet boy, please look at me"

His blue eyes looked straight into yours and you felt the air inside of you vanishing

"I'll be back before you even know it"

You manage to mutter out before you too along with half of humanity vanished away. Away from the life you had half lived, away from the dreams you had half dreamt and away from the people you had truly fully loved with all your heart.

You couldn't hear Pietro's cries after that, his screams, his grief. You couldn't hear his agony and his pleads because you didn't exist, atleast not anymore, maybe now, solely on his memories.

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He ran, like he always used to

Except this time, he seemed to forget to stop. He forgot to sleep, to eat, he would survive of course, he was bred to survive, to never stop,

So that's what he did, he never stopped running

The world still needed saving. Just this time not from robots and aliens but rather saving from it's own self agony, it's own crippling depression.

And Pietro was still a part of the quote un quote Avengers, whether he wanted to or not so he always found himself running to help people and forgetting that he too needs help

He has seen the look in people's faces, he has seen the very same in Nat's and the same face would stare at him everytime he faced a mirror

A face of regret, guilt and perhaps even self hatred. Pietro was disgusted at himself

He hadn't shaved for a while, his roots were outgrown and his eyes that you once described as a tsunami of emotions now remained still like a frozen lake during winter

But even so, he never stopped running, except he didn't know what he was running towards or rather, what he was running from.

He stopped calling himself a part of the Avengers, even though Nat and Steve still did, it made no sense, the Avengers had broken down years ago and half of the members no longer existed.

Tony was tired and done. Pietro knew he had all the right to be, he saw the state he was in when he came back from space,

Barton was-

Barton couldn't care less, Pietro didn't cared either. They both lost everything, but sometimes Pietro wished that atleast the both of them could have held on to one another but it was no use now, after all he didn't even try to stop Barton when he came to give him a final goodbye

The world had darken. He thought the world was a cruel and evil place before but now it was nothing, it was just a huge shadow and every where he went he was reminded of his failure, a failure as a hero, a friend and a failure towards you.

He was running when he got a call from Natasha

"Pietro- where are you?"

"running" a short reply came on one end

".. something came up" Natasha paused and Pietro could hear the hitch on her breath

"Pietro" she repeated his name again "I think- sorry" she corrected "we think we can bring them back"

Pietro finally stopped

"Nat.. don't do this to me, please- don't I cannot- I cannot do it, not anymore" the sokovian boy said

The other line remained silent, after all what could Natasha even say

"do you really believe that we can bring them back?" Pietro asked

"it's..it's almost impossible but.. I believe in it Pietro- it's a crazy dysfunctional idea but I believe in it and so does Steve"

Pietro wanted to run away

"the question is do you?"

He really wanted to run away

"I want to believe in it too" he whispered back

Pietro already lost his parents once and he swore that he won't lose his sister, but he ended up losing everyone he loved

"Bruce is on it and Tony-"

Natasha paused at his name and Pietro held his breath

Mr Stark

"Tony is still deciding" Natasha carefully placing her words

" we'll be waiting for you in the tower. You know where" Natasha said

"okay"

"okay, hey Pietro?"

"yea?"

"I seriously believe in this okay?"

Pietro doesnt reply back, he doesn't need to, he knows it has to work, he had to see you again.

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[idk-bruh-20]

Irondad fic ideas #155

Tony can be... a bit overbearing with his helicopter parent tendencies. To combat this, Peter sets up a small protocol with FRIDAY. 

Any time Tony wants to do something paranoid or invasive, FRIDAY is to send him a helpful article first, with titles like "Excessive Surveillance Can Harm Adolescent Development, Study Finds" and "Why Teens Need Privacy From Their Parents"

Peter leaves the choice of articles up to FRIDAY, trusting her to send ones that fit the situation.

While this protocol does get Tony to reconsider some of his more... extreme impractical requests, in most cases it fails to change his mind. Being hands-off about Peter's safety is not something he can do -- not when he knows the kinds of dangers this particular kid could face.

He's grateful for the insight that the protocol has given him, though. So instead of removing it, he decides to add to it. He asks FRIDAY to make it a two-way street. Now, whenever Peter complains about one of Tony's safety protocols, FRIDAY will send an article to help him understand

However, Tony doesn't anticipate the kinds of articles FRIDAY will choose. While she continues to send Tony studies and editorials, to Peter she sends news reports from Tony's past

Peter's mad that Tony has put trackers in everything he owns? -- "Tony Stark Still Missing: Inside Month Three of the Harrowing Search"

Peter hates the constant health monitoring that FRIDAY does when he's in the tower? -- "Death Wish or Death Sentence? Stark Behavior Tied to Secret Illness that Almost Cost Him His Life"

It goes on and on. For every seemingly insane overreach, there's a story, an experience Tony is trying to protect Peter from. 

They both still disagree about how much protection is too much, but at least they understand each other better now

[kekwcomics]

SPIDER-CHEF

[gunsandspaceships]

Billionaire Tony…

Likes simple things:

Cheeseburgers from Burger King, pizza and donuts

T-Shirts from Walmart, t-shirts of his favorite heavy metal bands

$5 Bottles from Dick’s

His father’s old robe

Paper books

Minimalistic interiors

Cooled down coffee

He doesn't really care what kind of coffee he drinks

Physical labor

Friendly relationships with his employees

Wooden cabins by the lake with chickens, alpacas and a garden