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Meet Cute - Webpril Day 12: Identity Reveal

summary: After Peter's identity is revealed, Tony's new favorite pastime is to tell the story of their first meeting to everyone that would listen. Repeatedly. Peter knows though, that the day Tony came to the apartment to recruit him wasn't really the first time they had met.

Or: Tony finds out that Peter was the kid at the Expo (tumblr prompt)

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It was safe to say that nobody had found more enjoyment in Peter's Spider-Man Identity being revealed than Tony.

Over the past few months since Peter's name had been everywhere from newspaper headlines to trending Twitter hashtags, Tony had used every occasion that presented itself to tell one story in particular. A story he had apparently been withholding from the world at great personal suffering.

"To be fair, I was a bit desperate for help so I had to move fast, but honestly..." Tony arched his brows with rehearsed ease. "...it's not like the kid was hard to track down. It was more like he was begging to be found."

It had been embarrassing at first. Well, truth be told it still was, only Peter had grown used to Tony's performance.

Tony sat up a little straighter, gesturing to himself. "I, of course, had been sitting on his aunt's sofa for the better part of half an hour trying to make small talk before Pete even showed up." With an exaggerated sigh, he rolled his eyes to the ceiling. "On time for once in my life and the kid goes dumpster diving on his way home from school."

Thor held his stomach laughing, at Tony's antics or Peter's own face in reaction to it, Peter wasn't sure. Now that he took the time to look around the group, he did notice that there weren't even any new people present that Tony could try to amuse with the story. No, it was only the team and MJ still standing next to him. They had all heard this story before, but apparently, that wouldn't stop Tony either.

"Of course, you know me, I tried to keep things subtle—"

Natasha huffed out a laugh. "Yes. Don't we all know that side of him... Tony Stark, paragon of subtlety."

But Tony wasn't phased by her interjection, if anything he only raised his voice a little to be heard above her bickering. "I did the whole thing, staring at him intently, winking, as I was laying the foundation with the internship. The kid..." Tony laughed like he just remembered it for the first time. "He was just staring at me like all his dreams had just come true. Well," Tony smirked. "Can't really blame him for that, right."

While Bucky looked a little bored, Sam and Wanda seemed thoroughly amused to hear this story for the umpteenth time.

"Honestly, it was just adorable. His little bambi-eyes widened in awe, sparkling. That little smile on his face... like the sun had come up. It was precious." Tony sighed with overacted bliss. "I don't think even Morgan has ever looked at me with that much adoration."

"Jeezes," Peter mumbled. He sucked in a deep breath, trying not to roll his eyes.

"Hey now..." Tony pointed at him. "Don't give me that look. You know it's true. We were both there."

Peter scratched the back of his neck and met MJ's eyes with a shrug. It's not like she didn't know the story. She might have even been one of the first ones to hear it, years ago, long before the public had known about Peter's secret identity. That was back in the good old days when Tony had had a lot fewer opportunities to tell it.

Just then, Barton walked up, his eyebrows raised. "Man, you still not done? I've heard this story like 50 times."

Tony's head spun towards him. "Listen, for 13 years I had to keep this basically to myself!" He pointed at Peter. "That one should be thanking me for all those years of self-control. It's a miracle that it didn't burst out of me somewhere along the way revealing his big secret."

Rubbing a hand across his face, Peter tried to estimate if a trip to the buffet might take long enough to skip the rest of the retelling. He jerked in surprise as a hand clapped his shoulder.

"Don't feel bad, Pete," Rhodey sighed. "He's majorly embellished the way we met as well."

"That's not really..." Peter scrunched up his nose. "I mean, it's pretty accurate, minus the way he talks about how my 'bambi-eyes widened in awe' when I saw him."

MJ turned to him, eyebrows raised. "That's what you think is embellished? You still look at him like that whenever he enters the room."

"Oh, shut up," Peter mumbled into his drink.

As Rhodey broke out in laughter, MJ moved a little closer. "It's really cute," she whispered in his direction.

Peter frowned, stealing a glance at her. "Huh?"

"You know..." Her hand clasped his, their arms entangled, her voice still low, only for him to hear. "All his teammates had abandoned him, he was separated from the woman he loved, and then he found you and fell in fatherly-love with you. You were like..." She tilted her head a little, before the smile on her lips widened. "...like his life raft. And here he is, bragging about it in front of them. It's adorable."

Peter grimaced, eyes shifting back to Tony. "That's so not..."

He hesitated, not sure what he felt. Tony was just reenacting the part of the story when he had found Peter's suit hidden in the hatch on the ceiling of his bedroom. There was something about the broad smile on Tony's face that Peter couldn't argue away.

"It's adorable," MJ repeated, squeezing his hand.

"Yeah, well..." Maybe... maybe she wasn't wrong. There was something about how much Tony seemed to love to tell the story, not even just when Peter was around. At one dinner party, Peter had walked in on a group of research assistants clinging to every one of Tony's words while he was already in the middle of telling the story. And as much as Tony tried to make it sound like a joke, his eyes were always soft, the smile on his face genuine.

No, MJ wasn't wrong. And Peter couldn't deny that he too enjoyed that part. Not the story, really, but the sense of enjoyment as he watched Tony's animated gesturing. As he watched how content Tony seemed, telling it.

He shrugged. "Yeah, well that might be the reason, I haven't said anything about how this wasn't even the first time we met." 

"Wait a second," Steve called out so loudly, it didn't just stop Tony but every other conversion in the room. He pointed at Peter. "You're telling me I've had to listen to a story that has Tony fawning over how much his kid fawns over him for like 10 times and it's not even true?"

"Er..." Peter's eyes went wide, painfully aware that the attention of the room was suddenly squarely on him. Super-senses were really no fun when you were on this end of it. "I mean, it's just.... I was definitely surprised to see him then..."

"Underoos!" Tony's hand clutched his heart, but his eyes sparkled with humor. "There's no shame in your adoration for your old man. You don't have to lie about how much it meant to you to meet me!"

His lips pursed, cheeks a little hot, Peter shook his head in irritation.

Rhodey frowned at him. "Wait, so you're saying it did happen like that?"

"I mean, yeah..." Peter shrugged, avoiding Tony's eyes. "It's just not like it was the first time I had ever laid eyes on him or whatever."

Next to him, MJ gasped. "Oh please, please tell me that it was at like an autographing session that you camped out in line for!"

"No..." Peter scratched his head.

"Go on, go on." Clint leaned a little towards him now, waving for Peter to continue. "I do want to hear that story!"

Peter's eyes flickered over at Tony but his face had gone blank. He didn't remember. Of course, he didn't. Peter had never expected him to. It had been a long time ago and it would be absurd to think that Tony could have picked him out from a crowd of people like that, that he could remember with all the people he had saved over the years. Peter bit the inside of his cheeks. It wasn't even a great story. In fact, objectively they hadn't met-met then just like... stood close to each other. It didn't even really count and—

"Hey, stop..."

Pulled out of his spiraling thoughts by Tony, Peter looked up, finding everyone's eyes still on himself.

"It's okay, kid." Tony's voice was surprisingly soft. "It's nobody's business, okay? And you..." He pointed at Natasha, no trace of the softness now. "Stop giggling like that, will you?"

"Oh, come on, you're just worried you made an ass of yourself." She leaned back in her chair, head cocked to the side.

"He didn't," Peter swallowed hard. "It wasn't like that, just..." MJ shifted next to him, her hand slipping back into his. "It was just a long time ago and..." He blinked up at Tony. "You wouldn't remember. It's fine. It's not a big deal. Your story is... is a lot more amusing and..."

But Peter still had the room's full attention on him, some eyes now narrowed, some eyebrows raised. His face had only grown hotter to the point that Peter could feel the heat in the tip of his ears.

"Well, erm..." He grimaced, giving in after all. "You, er... you remember the Stark Expo? Few... few years ago."

"Oh, do I..." Rhodey groaned.

"Yeah, well..." Peter struggled not to trip over his own words. "It was that. I... erm... I was there with my uncle and... and that's where I saw Tony for the first time."

There was a moment of silence.

"Yeah, no," Clint called out. "Doesn't count."

"Stop!" Natasha signaled for him to be quiet, then pointed at Peter. "You said met. So, did you see him or did you meet him?"

Peter blew out a low breath. "I mean... it was just... there was a whole lot of stuff going on with Hammer's soldier thing-ys and then stuff started to explode—"

"Hold up." Rhodey sat up straight all of a sudden. "That's the day you were at the Expo with your uncle? The night Vanko tried his little revolt?"

"That wasn't a revolt," Tony interjected, his face a little paler. "He made a bit of a scene, that's all."

Rhodey huffed, then mumbled, "Don't let Pepper hear you call it that."

But Tony's attention was squarely on Peter, along with everyone else's. "You were at the park that night?"

"Wasn't that in like..." Clint looked over at Natasha. "Like, in '09? Or '10?" His eyebrows raised, his gaze shifted back to Peter. "Weren't you like 5 then?"

Peter pulled in a long breath. No longer getting flustered by the other Avengers had taken him some time to learn but now, he had almost mastered it. "I was 8, actually."

Waving both his arms, Rhodey signaled for him to stop. "Let me get this straight. You met him during the attack? But Tony was—" Rhodey stopped himself, then cast a glance at Tony in turn. "That must have been during the evacuation?"

Tony didn't react at all though. He was still looking right at Peter, just sitting there almost eerily quiet.

"Yeah, well..." Peter cringed at the memory. He hadn't even realized then how real it had truly been. It had all seemed like part of the show. "Things got a little crazy and people started running. I lost Ben for a bit." It was easier looking at Rhodey, like he was speaking just to him, not a whole room full of Avengers, including Tony. "One of Hammer's drones landed right where I was standing and then Tony swooped in, came to stand right next to me, and blew that thing to smithereens."

Nobody had to know that Peter had thought it was just a show, raving to Ben about it all the way home.

There was a beat of silence until Clint slapped both his thighs and burst with laughter. "Oh god, that's epic."

Just like that, the rest of the group joined in, exchanging laughs and looks of disbelief.

Steve held out his hands in a futile attempt to shush the chatter and hearty laughter. "That can't be everything. You're trying to tell us, there was nothing dazzlingly smart-ass he said?"

"Well, actually," Peter bit his lip. "He said 'nice one, kid' and then just flew off."

Spluttering with amused laughter, Steve turned to Tony. "Do you even remember that?"

Carefully, Peter glanced over at Tony as well, finding his eyes still waiting. "Hey, if I had a list of all the heroic deeds I've done..." He shrugged, lips pulled into an crooked smile but Peter knew him well enough to recognize that it didn't hold the same ease as it had before.

With a couple more quips from Thor and Clint, the mood in the room quickly shifted back to it's prior camaraderie, but Peter didn't miss it when Tony got up. Without any fuss, he gestured to the door that led out to the balcony. Peter gave MJ's hand a soft squeeze before he followed Tony out there. It was a balmy late August night, the air so much purer, the sky a lot prettier than it was in the city.

Tony had his arms braced against the balustrade, looking up there with the serenity like they hadn't once see space up close and personal.

"Why did you never tell me?"

Peter shrugged as he stepped up next to him. "It's not important, is it? It was so long ago and I knew you wouldn't remember so—"

"Oh, excuse me!" Tony squinted at him from the side. "Who said that I don't remember, huh?" He tilted his head, one eyebrow raised. "Very sneaky by the way to leave out the ultra cool Iron Man mask and gauntlet that you tried to fight the evil robot with."

Peter's jaw dropped. "But... that's impossible."

Lips pulled into a soft smile, Tony looked at him with something in his eyes that had Peter blush once again. "You know, it's pretty adorable that you think I meet a lot of kids who put themselves on the line like that, breakneck as that particular fever dream was. Granted, I didn't put it together until just now but..." Tony blew out a soft laugh as his hand came up, squeezing Peter's shoulder. "Yeah, you really always have been that hero at heart, kid, hm?"

His eyes stung and he looked down at how his hands clasped the railing, trying to blink the emotions away.

The room behind them had gone back to normal. There was roaring laughter from Thor that drew everyone's attention and Tony was good enough to look away as Peter wiped at his eyes.

After a moment of silence, Tony cleared his throat. "I'm gonna petition the court to add this to the rescue tally."

Peter snorted out a genuine laugh. "It's so cute how you still think you'll even have a chance to beat me."

"Hey, I'm still in the lead! 54 to 36." He pointed a finger at Peter. "55 now!"

Peter smirked. "Yeah, whatever. I'm catching up quick and you don't go out there anymore, so it's only a matter of time when it's only me rescuing you anymore."

Tony gasped. "Did you just call me old?"

"I think I called you a pensioner. If you want to jump to the being old part, well..."

Biting his lip like it would stop him from grinning, Peter shot a couple of glances at him until Tony simply shook his head. He waved Peter closer and Peter went without a second thought. Tony's arms pulled him in a tight hug.

"It was a pleasure saving you from your overachieving kamikaze mission, kiddo," Tony sighed. "Again."

Peter laughed into his shoulder. "Yeah, thanks, dad."

"You keep using that word like it's a big gotcha," Tony mumbled.

Peter chuckled, couldn't even really pretend that he was embarrassed being called out like that.

"Alright then," Tony clapped a hand on his back but didn't loosen his hold on Peter at all. "Let's go and tell them all about your Iron Man merch, hm?"

"You wouldn't dare..."

At last, Tony pulled away from him, the smirk on his lips dangerously sparkling. "Oh, wouldn't I..?"

A nervous giggle bubbled out of Peter. "They'd never believe you though." He would have to act fast and destroy all the photographic evidence that May had surely still stored in some of the boxes of old prints.

"Yeah..." Tony pursed his lips. "Too bad that I don't ever keep the footage from old missions..."

Peter's jaw dropped. "No..."

"It's alright," Tony grinned. "I'll let you bribe me with cookies and hot milk."

"Isn't that Morgan's deal?"

"Hey," Tony shrugged. "I'm all for treating all my kids equally." Then his grin widened. "We can make it cookies and egg nog for you."

As Tony's arm came to rest around his shoulders, still joking about how cute he had looked in his Iron Man mask, Peter already knew what his next mission would be. Now all he had to figure out was how to bribe an AI.

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Anti-Hero is best described as “Why are you booing me? I’m right!” While they stand over the body of a dead bad guy

so wolverine and batman Are antiheros bc of the murder???? I know they both do murder but I'm p sure so does superman and I dont think hes an antihero??? are All comic heros antiheros bc of the murder????

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Paul B. Cummings, the director of Rick and Morty’s recent live-action shorts, sat down to discuss how he and Christopher Lloyd crafted the now viral live-action incarnation of Rick Sanchez. The series of shorts aired ahead of the show’s season 5 finale, which premiered in two parts over this past weekend. Jaeden Martell portrays a live-action version of Morty to accompany Lloyd’s performance as Rick, completing the iconic duo.

Lloyd’s casting is particularly poetic considering the fact that series creator, Justin Roiland, first conceived of Rick and Morty as a parody of Back to the Future. The earliest iterations of the two characters were much more overt in their parallels to Robert Zemeckis’ classic time travel trilogy, with the two leads being named Doc Smith and Mharti McDonhalds (riffing on the names of Doc Brown and Marty McFly, respectively). Although the show eventually evolved into its own phenomenon built atop its own merits, Back to the Future’s influence continues to be a foundational aspect of the show; in broad strokes, both franchises follow an elderly scientist and his youthful sidekick as they adventure across different timelines using time travel technology. Now, with Lloyd definitively cast as a live-action Rick Sanchez, Rick and Morty seems to have come full circle back to its humble roots.

Related: Rick & Morty: How It Evolved From A Back To The Future Riff (& Where It Might Go)

Cummings, who directed the shorts, recently discussed how Lloyd’s take on the belching mad scientist came to be. In an interview with io9, Cummings says that he “told Chris [Lloyd] to just run with it and repeat the lines […] to get a little unhinged.” Check out the director’s full comments below:

Everything was pretty scripted out with not much riffing, but when we shot the “100 years” bit I told Chris to just run with it and repeat the lines over and over and try to get a little unhinged. We watched that clip from the show a few times right before shooting it.

Despite the similarities between Rick and Morty and Back to the Future, Rick Sanchez’s abrasiveness is undoubtedly a drastic departure from the eccentric yet endearing nature of Doc Brown. Lloyd himself would agree; according to Cummings, the veteran actor told the director that the two characters “were like brothers that took two very different paths in life.” Lloyd’s comments cement the notion that, despite sharing some creative DNA, the two franchises stand apart as two unique universes.

As season 5 of Rick and Morty comes to a close, fans are still buzzing over the implications – both in-universe and out – of Cummings’ shorts. Following the release of each short, Adult Swim would tweet a cryptic dimensional designation (such as C-137), seemingly hinting that the live-action iterations are canon to some extent within the universe of the show. If this is indeed the case, it’s very well possible that Lloyd and Martell may reprise their roles in the near future. However, no such connection has been officially confirmed thus far. With season 6 on the distant horizon, fans may have a while to wait before any such theories are confirmed.

More: Rick & Morty: What Song Plays During The Episode 9 Credits

Source: io9

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A15 from smut with Haz please? 🤤

Ok ok ok this is my first solo Harrison fic… I must say this Harrison thirst has me swerving into his lane! Hope you all enjoy this!!’ He just can’t keep his hands off you!! Or can he?

NSFW UNDER THE CUT (which never works… but I try it all the same)

Warnings: Adult themes, smut, A15 mutual masturbation, adult language

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Harrison’s lips moved across yours effortlessly as his tongue swept into your mouth to mingle with yours. His hands left your body for a moment to rip his shirt over his head, breaking the kiss. He tossed the flimsy material into some corner. His crystalline eyes were bright as he stared at you, and they glittered in what was left of the sunlight that filtered into the room from the setting sun. He smiled down at you, noticing your heavy breathing and trembling knees. “Do you want to keep going, love?” Harrison asked as he reached for the hem of your shirt.

You nodded slowly as your eyes drank in his half naked body. “Yes… please don’t stop.” You begged, without realizing, and a devilish smile spread across his face.

“You got it, pretty girl.” He said as he lifted your shirt off and tossed it to join his in the corner. His hands gripped your hips as you tipped your head back to allow him access to your neck. You let your eyes flutter closed as he peppered soft kisses down your neck to the swell of your breasts, stopping here and there to suck little purple marks into your skin. His hands slipped forward, popping the button on your jeans with ease. Your hands found his, stilling his work on your fly as you took a small step back. Harrison lifted his eyes to yours and you sucked in a breath at the primal look you saw in them.

“Remember the bet you made? About us not being able to last a week without putting our hands down each other pants?” You asked him a small smirk gracing your face as he groaned.

His hands slid back to your hips and he pulled you back to him, resting his forehead against yours. “Come on… no one will know.” He whined as he dipped his head in an attempt to capture your lips again.

“Tom will know!” You almost yelled as you dodged his lips. “He always knows!!!”

Harrison rolled his eyes, letting out an exasperated sigh. “Ok… how long has it been since the bet started?”

“Haz… It’s been three hours!” You said as your laughter bubbled out of you.

“Fuuuuck…” Harrison’s grip on your hips tightened as he rolled his hips into yours. “I know I told that div I could easily keep my hands off you… but I’m pretty sure I’m gonna die if I can’t have you right now.”

“Aw… my poor baby.” You said, each word dripping with sarcasm as you pulled his head to your shoulder. “It’s gonna be a long week for me too.” Your tone softened with sincerity as you ran your fingers through his sandy colored waves. He hummed in response as your fingernails lightly grazed his scalp.

Suddenly, Harrison’s head snapped up that same devilish grin taking over his beautiful face. “Wait, we can’t put our hands in ‘each others’ pants…” He said motioning between the two of you with his hand for emphasis. “But, there’s nothing saying we can’t put our hands in ‘our own’ pants.” His smile widened as you cocked a brow at him, intrigued by his suggestion.

“Took you all of ten seconds to find a loophole…” You shook your head at him as he leaned in for a quick kiss. He took a few steps back his hands slowly releasing your hips as his body moved away from yours.

“Go ahead, pretty girl. Finish what I started.” He said, his voice laced with lust. His bright crystal clear eyes darkened, as your hands moved to unzip your jeans. You watched his eyes follow your hands as they pushed your jeans over your hips and down your legs, letting them fall into a pool at your feet. You carefully stepped out of them one foot at a time, kicking them at Harrison, and he laughed as he easily caught them. He dropped them to the floor beside him as his laughter subsided, and his eyes raked over your body, licking his lips at the sight of you.

“Your turn.” You breathed, barely able to speak due to the way he was looking at you. Harrison’s lust filled gaze met yours as his hands started work on his belt. Now it was your turn to watch his every move as his nimble fingers undid the button, and slowly dragged the zipper down.

Damn, you wanted those fingers inside you.

His pants fell to the floor, and your eyes widened at the large bulge in his boxer briefs. “See what you do to me, love?” He asked as he took a small step forward, clearly forgetting for a moment you weren’t supposed to touch each other. “Christ, I want to touch you so bad.” He said as he palmed himself through his underwear, and you bit your lower lip at the sight.

“This is gonna be a long week, Haz.” You said softly as you reached for your bra clasp, undoing it and dropping the lacy material to the floor. Without hesitation you slipped your matching lace undies to down over your hips, and let them hit the floor. You smirked as Harrison’s breath hitched, and his cheeks turned pink as his eyes drifted over your naked body. You had seen each other naked at least a hundred times, and it was nice to know you still had such an effect on him.

“Bloody hell, Y/n.” He muttered, bringing his awe filled eyes back to yours.

You gave him a playful wink as you sat on the bed, scooting up the soft sheets until your back came into contact with the wall. Harrison watched as you placed your hands on your stomach, slowly dragging your fingers up your body, lightly grazing over your nipples, and up to your mouth pushing two fingers passed your parted lips. You sucked on your fingers, running your tongue over them as you kept your eyes on Harrison and his slack jawed face. You removed your fingers from your mouth with a small popping sound and reached out to him curling your fingers beckoning him to you.

“Come on Haz… what are you waiting for?” You asked in a sultry voice, and your smile widened as Harrison gulped.

He immediately rid himself of his underwear. Almost tripping over it as he tried to get to the bed, as quickly as possible. He settled himself in front of you, giving you both a great view of what the other was about to be doing. Harrison slid forward, positioning himself on his knees between your spread legs, and resting his left hand on your knee so there would be at least some contact between the two of you. His right hand wrapped around his large, very hard cock, gripping it gently as he slowly moved his hand up and down.

“Ready, love?” He asked as his eyes flicked to your wet fingers inching down your body.

“Oh, I’m so ready.” You smiled as your fingers finished their journey, reaching between your thighs. You dipped two of your fingers between your folds, softly moaning as the tip of your finger brushed over your sensitive clit. “I’m so fucking wet…” You purred as you continued to swirl your fingers around in your juices. Harrison groaned as he watched you remove your fingers from your dripping pussy, bringing them up to your lips. “Mmmm…” You smiled at him as you licked them clean. “Tastes so good… It’s a shame you can’t have any.”

“Fuck…” Harrison groaned, squeezing his cock a little tighter, and pumping his hand a little faster. “I’m not gonna last long if you keep that up, love.” His voice was husky and laced with lust. His piercing eyes were dark like the sea after a storm as he watched you.

You dropped your hand back to your pussy, your fingers started drawing fast tight circles on your clit, and forcing a moan from your lips. You watched Harrison’s hand sliding up and down his cock as his hips thrust into his grip meeting his rhythm, wishing he was rutting into your pussy instead his hand.

“Oh fuck, Haz…” You panted as you felt a spike to your arousal, climbing ever closer to that sweet climatic edge. You slipped two fingers inside your quivering entrance, your breath hitching in your throat as your walls trembled around them.

“Close?” He grunted as he scooted closer to you, his cock now hovering over your throbbing pussy. You nodded up at him not trusting your voice to work at the moment. You pushed your fingers in and out faster to match Harrison’s rhythm on his cock. “Fuck… me too… together?” He said through gasps of pleasure. He was especially beautiful in these moments as he fell apart. His cheeks pink from arousal and exertion, his lips swollen from kisses, his hair falling onto his forehead, and his dark eyes looking at you with such adoration.

“Oh… fuck…” Your orgasm hit you hard as Harrison grunted, bucking into his hand and releasing ribbons of hot cum onto your stomach. Waves of delicious pleasure shot through you, flooding every single nerve in your body. Your body shook with the force of your euphoria. You felt your walls clenching around your fingers as you worked yourself through your orgasm.

Both of you were left breathless, as you stared at each other in the aftermath of orgasmic bliss. Harrison cracked a lazy smile at you as he leaned down to kiss you. You were pulled from your blissful state when a loud knock sounded at the door followed by Tom’s voice.

“Hey! What are you doing in there? Haz, did you seriously already cave?” You could hear his boyish laughter through the door.

Harrison rolled his eyes, hanging his head in exasperation at the intrusion. “Nah, mate… didn’t cave.” He said brushing his nose against yours.

“Bullshit! I could hear you over the telly!” Tom yelled almost victoriously. “You totally lost… couldn’t even last a day.”

“I didn’t lose anything! You only said I couldn’t put my hands in her pants…” He rebutted, putting emphasis on those last two words.

There was silence on the other side of the door as Tom was clearly working that one out. “Wait… I want in on that!! Open the door!” He said knocking frantically. You and Harrison burst out laughing as Tom begged to be allowed to join in.

“You’re a bit late, Tom.” You said through fits of laughter.

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Where Happiness Begins - Peter Parker

Chapter Two : Trust

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Word Count: 3,730

Pairing: Peter x Stark!Reader

Summary: Y/N and Peter get a little bit of time together before the fight. Even though Tony sees something, neither can understand what’s happening between them. Even though they’re strangers, they both realize just how easy it is to trust one another.

The next day, your dad sent Happy to pick up Peter. You had offered to go with Happy, but your dad insisted that you stay and use that time to ensure that your own suit was ready for the fight. Admittedly, you didn’t give your suit much of a thought since you began reworking Peter’s the night before. You used that night to work on some adjustments to make to the filters in his lenses, and you added some programs that Tony wanted to limit his usage of the suit for the time being. You weren’t the biggest fan of the Baby Monitor protocol or the Training Wheels protocol – especially considering the same protocols were on your suit at one point - but at the end of the day Peter’s suit was ultimately Stark tech. And Tony was in charge.

You carried Peter’s nearly finished suit in a large silver case, allowing it to integrate its own AI to it’s network. Granted, Peter’s AI was a hidden asset but you had already begun downloading her before your dad said not to. Your own suit was in part in your bracelet, an unfinished version of your dad’s nanotech. Most of it waited on the jet.

Peter and Happy were already seated in the jet when you got inside with your dad. Happy was seated as far away from Peter as he possibly could be, hoping to ignore the teenager. Your dad say across from Happy, talking about things you didn’t care about. You wandered down to aisle to sit opposite of Peter. His eyes were down, head bobbing to music that played in his headphones. A soft smile graced your lips. Seeing Peter so domestic, so relaxed, it made you happy.

Without saying a word, Peter’s head snapped up and once his eyes met yours, a huge grin split his lips. Your smile widened a bit as you sat down. You placed the case at your feet and leaned your head back with a tired sigh.

“Y/N, hey.” He sighed through his smile.

“You expecting someone else?” You teased, your eyes feeling heavy.

“You okay?”

“Yeah, just tired.” You shrugged. “I didn’t sleep much last night. I had to finish some things on this-“ You tapped the case with your toe. “-and I had to repair some stuff on my own suit. So it was a busy night.”

“Oh..” He trailed off. “Can I- Can I see the new suit?” He asked softly after a few moments of silence.

“Not yet.” You said in a tired voice, leaning your seat back to stretch out. “There will be time when we get to the hotel. It’s a long flight, Peter, so I’d get comfortable if I were you.”

Peter watched with intent eyes. You weren’t doing anything spectacular, but still, he was mesmerized. Your face seemed softer when your eyes were shut, as if you were carefree and young. As if this was the way you were meant to be. You had your ankles crossed and your knees tucked to your chest even though your footrest was extended. Your hands were clasped under your head and your hair fell in wild waves on your headrest. Peter felt a tightness in his chest as he looked at you. It felt like he was truly seeing you this time. You weren’t Y/N Stark in that moment. You weren’t Tony Stark’s daughter, an Avenger, a teenage genius who helps run Stark Industries. You were just Y/N, the most breathtaking girl he had ever seen in person.

“Hey, Kid.” Tony said suddenly, a few rows behind Peter.

Peter jumped slightly, not realizing he had been staring at you. It seemed like everything else had melted away in those few moments and you two were the only ones around. Tony’s voice snapped him back and he turned around, kneeling on his seat to see over his headrest.

“Yes, Mr. Stark?” He said quickly, a heat rising up his neck.

“Quit staring at my daughter, alright?” Tony said, pointing an accusing finger at the teenage hero. “I didn’t bring you both along to fall in love with each other.”

“I- I wasn’t- Mr. Stark I- I wasn’t staring.” Peter rambled. “I was just- I- I’ll just turn around now.” He said in defeat, dropping into his own seat and sinking as low as he possibly could.

Tony chuckled slightly and shook his head.

You slept through most of the flight, adding a good amount of rest to your previous hour from the night before. When you woke up, Tony and Happy were in their own conversation. Neither of them paid attention to your shifting and stretching. Peter was sleeping, his jacket was pulled up to cover most of his face and his ears. Only his nose and eyes poked out. His hood was drawn, as if he was trying to not be seen. He was curled up, seat reclined slightly. You couldn’t help but wonder if he was actually comfortable being so condensed.

“Hey.” Your dad said, adding a whistle to get your attention. Your head snapped up with raised eyebrows.

“Yeah?” You replied.

“What are you doing?”

“Waiting to get off this godforsaken jet.” You said honestly.

“No, you’re staring at the kid.” He shook his head. “I told you-“

“Yeah, yeah.” You waved your head, standing to stretch your legs and your back. “You said ‘don’t get too attached to this kid because there’s no guarantees we’re gonna keep him around. And definitely don’t fall in love with him because you’re too young to even know what that means.’ I remember.” You nodded, using your best impersonation of your dad.

Your dad shook his head with a smile, realizing that you were more like him than he cared to admit. You sent a wide smile his way, knowing you were being just sarcastic enough to be funny and not annoy him. Happy, however, was not as amused.

“You are just like him.” He said with a sigh.

“I would hope so.” You laughed.

Your attention turned back to Peter. You leaned over to shake his shoulder gently but he shot up before you could touch him. Your eyes went wide as you jumped back and he sat upright in his seat.

“We’re about to get off.” You laughed and grabbed the silver case before following your dad off the jet. You could hear Peter saying something to Happy as they trailed behind but you didn’t care to listen.

The car ride to the hotel was quiet. Happy drove and Tony sat in the back with Peter. Your dad sent you to the front seat, saying he needed to talk to Peter about some things. You figured he just didn’t want you two to get too close. However, that didn’t stop Peter from admiring your side profile. He noted the angle of your jaw and the curve of your nose. He noted how your eyebrow would arch when something caught your eye out the window, but only the left. He noticed the small silver hoop earrings you wore and how often your eyes would focus on something different. Peter mumbled responses to what Tony was saying, but if anyone asked him to repeat what he was told, he couldn’t do it.

“Reservations for Stark.” Your dad told the man at the counter when you all walked in. “Should be two suites.”

“Yes, sir.” The clerk nodded. “One under Tony Stark and the second under Y/N Stark, both two room suites. Is that correct?”

“Hmm.” Your dad said, turning to give you a look. “Yeah, that’s fine.”

“Alright, if I could just have Ms. Stark sign this paper I can give her the keys. Mr. Stark, if you could sign this one.” The clerk passed two papers over. “I’ll be right back with those keys.”

“Want to tell me why you have your own suite instead of Happy?” Your dad asked as he signed the paper.

“I figured the adults in one room and the kids in another.” You said honestly. “Why?”

“You know why.”

You signed your paper and faced Tony. “Dad, I put myself on the reservation because I didn’t finish Peter’s suit. I need him to be there so he can tell me if the filters in his mask are going to help. I figured it’d be easier than going into the other room and having Happy yell at me for not being in the room I’m supposed to be in.”

“So you’re telling me that you called this hotel and changed the reservation just so you could finish something you told me was already done?”

“Yeah..” You said slowly with a small nod. “I know it’s not ideal but it’s the smarter thing to do.”

“Smarter?” He chuckled. “You have a thing for the kid, Y/N. Just admit it.”

“I do not!” You said quickly, probably too quick. You felt a heat creeping up your chest to your neck. “I do not have a thing for him.” You tried to recover.

“You do know I’m not blind, right?” He quirked an eyebrow.

“Stop!” You laughed and covered your face with your hands. “Maybe I will have to switch with Happy.”

Your dad was silent for a minute before sighing in defeat and rubbing his eyes. “Separate rooms, you understand?” He told you before turning to give Peter a stern look. “Separate.”

“You don’t have to worry about a thing, Mr. Stark.” Peter shook his head quickly with wide eyes.

“See?” You smiled and slid the paper to the returning clerk and getting your keys. “Nothing to worry about.”

“Of course I have to worry about you.” He rolled his eyes with a chuckle. “You’re just like me.”

“What time for tomorrow?” You asked, ignoring his comment as you picked up the silver case and threw your other bag over your shoulder.

“Be ready by noon. I’ll let you know from there.”

“Sounds good.” You nodded before gesturing for Peter to follow. “Let’s go, Parker.”

Peter followed behind you quickly, nearly tripping over the lobby’s carpet. Your suite was next door to your dad’s at the top level of the hotel. Once inside, you put the silver case on the front table and tossed your other bag onto one of the beds. Peter settled into the other room while you popped the silver case open. The case pushed the carefully folded suit forward, displaying it for all to see.

“Come here. I want to see how it fits.” You called, admiring your hard work.

“Does it have to be right now?” Peter asked nervously.

"Just put the suit on, you moron." You laughed, rolling your eyes as you pushed the case towards him.

"Y/N, this thing looks awesome!" He exclaimed as he looked at the nearly folded spandex. "And it's mine?"

"Probationary." You nodded. "But basically, yes. It's yours."

"Wow." He sighed. Carefully, he pulled the suit from the case and held it out in front of him. "It's uh- It looks a little big." He laughed nervously.

"It's fine. Trust me." You waved your hand dismissively. "Just put it on already!"

You were very excited to see Peter wear the suit you designed. You were excited to see how it fit. You were excited to see how it moved with his body.

Peter looked at you shyly, a bright red climbing up his neck to his cheeks. He held the suit nervously, glancing between you and the red and blue cloth.

"Oh. right!" You realized, eyes going wide. "Sorry, I- I didn't realize I- Right, yeah, I'll turn around."

He chuckled as your face turned pink. Your eyes dropped and you turned your back to Peter. Part of you wanted to glance over your shoulder, get a look at his seemingly toned physique. Your teenage mind couldn't stop itself from picturing what he'd look like, the definition of his muscles. Your face grew hotter by the second as you thought about it.

"So uh-" You heard Peter's voice, the only thing louder than your thoughts at the moment. "How exactly is this supposed to fit me?"

"Are you dressed?" You asked carefully.

"As much as I can be, I guess?" He responded with a chuckle. "Just help me... Please."

You turned and closed the distance between Peter. You adjusted a few things, pulling some of the extra fabric over his broad shoulders. Peter's eyes followed your nimble fingers, noting how you carefully tried to avoid touching his skin. When the suit was in the best place it could be, your fingers slid to the spider emblem on his chest which sent a shiver down his spine.

"Ready for this, Spiderman?" You smirked, holding back your giggles.

"Yeah." He breathed. Peter didn't know if he was just so excited for the new suit or if you being this close took his breath away. Either way, his skin felt like it was laced with electricity. The sensation doubled when he felt you press into the center of his chest and the suit vacuumed to fit his body.

“Perfect.” You said softly, carefully pulling your hand back.

Peter stepped around you to stare at himself in the mirror. He was in completely shock. His eyes scanned his reflection, looking at himself as if for the first time. He moved his arms, flexed his fingers and kicked his feet. His eyes found you again, now holding the mask in your hands. His eyes were bright with excitement and his mouth was hanging open with a wide grin.

You had to keep yourself from examining him the same way. This really felt like the first time seeing Peter, seeing what his figure really was beneath his t-shirts or his baggy homemade outfit. You knew there was more strength than what it seemed, but even without knowing that, Peter definitely wasn’t a scrawny kid.

“This is fantastic!” He said happily, once again pulling you back to reality. “Oh my god, and it’s so flexible.” He laughed, twisting his upper body to show off just how flexible the material was.

“I know.” You nodded with a chuckle. “Here, let’s see how this works for you. Hopefully, the filters are enough.”

“Y/N, you really didn’t have to do this.” He said gently, his excitement fading to appreciation. He slowly took the mask from your outstretched hand, careful not to touch again.

“I know.” You shrugged. “Dad said you needed a new suit, and I wanted to help... Besides, I think I added more cool stuff than Tony would’ve. Keep in mind your suit is limited. There’s a lot of features you can’t access yet.”

“What!?” He asked in shock, hands above his head that were pulling his mask on now interrupted. “Why not!?”

“Probationary, remember?” You laughed. “Once the Training Wheels are off, I’ll show you what that suit is really capable of.” You nodded once in confirmation and gestured for him to pull the mask all the way down.

He slides the mask down and you watch the eyes twitch and focus. The eyes go wide, then narrow, then go wide again. Peter’s hands slowly go up and touch the mask, turning again to look in the mirror.

“This mask is fantastic.” He let out quickly. “Holy shit.”

“Well, it’s not perfect.” You said honestly. “How’s the sensory filters?”

“Everything is so clear.” He said in awe. “How did you manage to do that?”

“I have no idea.” You shrugged. “I wasn’t really lucid when I was working on the mask so I’ve been driving myself crazy thinking it was going to be terrible. I guess F.R.I.D.A.Y. did most of the work.”

“It’s like ten times better than my other suit, jeez.” He chuckled.

“So, I don’t need to tweak anything then?” You asked, excitement lacing your voice.

“It’s perfect, Y/N. Thank you.”

“Not a problem, Spiderman.” You laughed. “Now put it away before my dad comes in and yells at us.”

“Right, yeah.” He pulled the mask off and you saw the giddiness in his smile. “This suit is just.. so awesome.”

You smiled softly before turning and headed to the main room. You dropped on the couch and scrolled through the channels to find something to watch. You and Peter spent the rest of the day doing nothing but watching TV and talking. He told you about school, his best friend Ned, his crush on Liz, decathlon and robotics and band. He told you about the types of things he saw on patrol and how he had to hide it from May.

You told him about life as a Stark, the constant spotlight and the constant expectations. You told him about being an Avenger, how it isn’t as amazing as it seems. You admitted that it was hard, tiring, and draining in all aspects. You told him that you wouldn’t trade it for the world.

“Honestly, being an Avenger is probably more exhausting than being a Stark.” You laughed slightly.

“What gets you in the suit?” He asked suddenly.

“What?”

“Back in my room the other day, you asked me what gets me out of bed and into my suit… So why do you do it?” He clarified. “If it’s so tiring, why?”

“My dad…” You began slowly. This was something you had never told anyone, not even your dad. It was something that you kept to yourself ever since the beginning. So why did the look Peter gave you, the soft and gentle way his eyes met yours made you want to tell him everything? It felt like you had always known Peter, but you had just met him the day before. You trusted him. “New York really got to him a few years ago, and he just hasn’t been the same. But he’d never show that to the public, or tell anyone. My mom and I, we knew there was only so much we could do without getting involved. So, the only thing I felt I could do was get involved. Tony wants to put a suit of armor around the world, right? Well, he can’t do it alone. He shouldn’t have to do it alone. So, I just decided he wasn’t going to do it alone. I snuck into his lab one day and started making a suit of my own. F.R.I.D.A.Y. sold me out soon enough and mom was livid, but dad helped me make my first suit and here I am. Youngest Avenger to date.” You ended with a shrug.

“Family’s really all we have at the end of the day, huh?”

“Yeah. And sometimes, we have to do whatever it takes to keep them.”

“Whatever it takes… Y/N, is Captain America really the bad guy?”

“Honestly Peter, I don’t know.” You sighed. “I don’t know all the details, and I know it’s hard to go into a fight not knowing who’s right and who’s wrong. But this fight, it’s not about being right or wrong. It’s about doing what’s best. My dad thinks the Accords are the best route, and that’s why we’re here. We’re not here to be right, we’re not here to be wrong. Rogers has always been like family to me, and I don’t want to be against him. But that’s just where we’re at. Technically, he’s a criminal at the moment, so I guess maybe he is. But he’s going to think he’s right and that’s going to make him dangerous. At least, that’s what my dad says.”

“I think Mr. Stark was saying something like that in the car.” Peter could vaguely remember what Mr. Stark was telling him in the backseat.

“Tomorrow, you and I gotta stick together.” You tell him. “This isn’t going to be an easy fight and if you get hurt, May is going to pull you from the internship.” You used air quotes around your last word.

“Do you think something bad is gonna happen? To either of us?” He asked carefully.

“We’ll probably get some bruises.” You nodded casually. “And that’s okay. Because I’m not gonna let anything bad happen to you.”

Peter didn’t know why those words made his heart race, made his stomach tie itself into knots. He didn’t get feelings like this when he was around Liz, why was he getting them around Y/N? Maybe it was the vulnerability Y/N spoke with, the way that she seemed to trust him without any hesitation. Maybe it was the honesty she showed him. Maybe it was the kindness, the help she offered with the suit, the care that she looked at him with. Y/N cared about Peter, and Peter about Y/N. That much you both recognized. But it seemed like neither of you really knew how or why you cared.

You wrote it off as the age. You two were the same age, give or take a few months. You both had responsibilities and abilities beyond your years. You had personal reasons for fighting and standing up for something bigger than yourselves. You both had a chip on your shoulder, something to prove to yourself more than anyone else. You were both thrown into a life you weren’t ready for, but accepted your fate and made the best of it.

But Peter couldn’t figure it out. He didn’t understand why you looked at him the way you did. He didn’t know why your head tilted to the right when you gave him small smiles or why your laugh made him smile wider than ever or why your eyes were always so gentle or your voice so soothing. Peter didn’t know why whenever you were close, he felt like he was standing in electricity and his whole body could feel it. But he did know that he didn’t want to lose those feelings.

“Thanks, Y/N.” He smiled softly, a sudden urge to reach out for your hand now creeping into his mind. “You’re uh- You’re really great.”

“Well, I am a Stark after all.” You winked and his cheeks blossomed to a soft pink. “We’re friends now, Peter. You’re gonna have to put up with me for a long time.”

“Yeah.” He smiled wider. “Doesn’t sound too bad.”

“Trust me, it’ll be a wild ride but should be worth it.” You nodded with a small laugh.

“I do..” He said softly, making your eyebrows furrow. “Trust you, I mean. I trust you.”

[lousimusician]

Losing Innocence -- Chapter 6

Pairing: Mob!Tom x Reader

Summary: It was astounding how much you didn't know about your best friend, and how much her past could affect your future.

Warning: Language

A/N: It's finally written. After like 6 months I finally finished it. I'm changing the pace a little bit of the story, so certain things may seem a little rushed but I gotta get into the plot now or I never will. I hope you enjoy this chapter.

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Tom pushed the door open and raised his gun.

But the sight before him made him scoff and quickly lower it. "What the fuck are you doing in here Belle?"

Belle was sat at Tom's desk, head buried in some files. She raised her head and looked up, rolling her eyes at the sight of his gun. "Nothing, I just wanted to see if there was anything I missed these last three years. I can't believe that bitch Victoria actually had the balls to take over her dad's mob."

"Yeah it was a shock to all of us." Tom rolled his eyes. "Now get the fuck out of here."

"Fine." Belle said, placing the folder back on his desk and standing up. She tossed him a key. "Y'know keeping the key to your office under that same stupid plant you have for years makes it really easy to find. You might want to move it." She said snarkily.

Approaching Tom, Belle scrunched up her face. "Ew, have you been drinking? You smell awful."

"Insulting me after I kindly saved your arse?" He asked raising an eyebrow.

"Whatever." Belle scoffed. "But on a more serious note. Why the fuck is (Y/N)'s last name in one of those files."

"...What?" Tom asked suddenly feeling sober. "Which file?"

Belle stalked back to his desk, lifted a file and opened it to a certain page. "Right here it says, 'He's often spotted at (L/N)'s bar."

"I'm gonna need a little more context than that sweetheart. Give me the file."

Belle rolled her eyes, handing the folder to him.

Tom's eyes scanned the page.

'Noah Wright worked under William Taylor for 10 years before retiring, he's often spotted at (L/N)'s bar, which the location of is still undisclosed.'

Tom looked up, "Either this is a coincidence or there's more to your friend that you don't know."

"Tom~" A voice sung from outside his office, making him turn and quickly spot the girl he brought home. "It's lonely in your room." She pouted.

Tom rolled his eyes. "Get the fuck out, I need to go back to work."

An offended look covered the woman's face. "Fine." She scoffed, before quickly leaving.

Belle raised her eyebrow. "Really? A stripper?"

"Yeah and?"

She shook her head. "You seriously haven't changed a bit."

"Shut up and go get your friend. I need to ask her about this. I'm calling Harrison over."

"I'll try but that's easier said than done." She grumbled before leaving the room.

Tom picked up the phone and rang Harrison who immediately answered. "Tom this better not be you drunk dialing me-"

"Shut up, somethings come up, get your arse over here." He said hanging up. Tom sat down behind his desk and picked up the file again. He read the page over and over again as he wracked his brain for the name Noah Wright but it didn't ring a bell.

'Wright is also spotted with Oliver Reed who still works with Taylor.'

Now that name rang a bell.

"Oliver fucking Reed." He repeated in disbelief.

"Damn, I was hoping I'd never hear that name again." Harrison said showing up in the doorway.

"Took you long enough. Read this." He said holding the file out.

Harrison walked over and grabbed it from him, quickly reading the file. He raised an eyebrow after he finished and looked back up at Tom. "And?"

"And Belle's friend. Her last name is (L/N)."

Harrison looked taken aback. "What's her connection to this bar then?"

"No idea. Belle has been trying to get her down here for the past ten minutes."

"You don't know? I would've thought doing a background check on this girl was going to be the first thing you did." He said dropping the file back on the desk. 

"I was actually planning on doing it tomorrow, I thought figuring out where Taylor was was a bit more important."

"Let go of me!" Someone yelled from outside the office, before Belle quickly walked in with you trailing behind her.

"I'm sorry, I tried to be nice about it but you refused." Belle yelled back.

You stood in the office with the others, Belle still grabbing your wrist. "We just want to ask a few questions. We found something strange." 

You stood in front of Tom and Harrison in a pair of sweatpants and a tank top. You looked like hell but you couldn't care less. "Fine. Just let go." You grumbled, pulling away from her grasp, you turned to Tom. "What do you need to know?"

"Do you have any relatives that own a bar by any chance?" Tom asked.

You furrowed your eyebrows. "Uh, yeah. My uncle owns an underground bar."

"Your uncle?"

"Y-yeah. I haven't seen him in years though."

Tom had a calculating look as he thought. "I usually know these kinds of things but is he related to any mob activity?"

"N-not directly I think. He just owned a bar that a lot of criminals hung out at but he was never involved in anything like that."

"Have you ever been to this bar?" Harrison asked this time. 

You bit your lip with a guilty look. You knew this was going to come back and bite you in the ass. 

Tom observed how guilty you looked. "You have, haven't you? And you've been there more than once too."

Belle looked at you surprised. "You used to hang out there? With a bunch of criminals?"

You sighed exasperated. "Jesus you people act like a bunch of detectives. But, fine, yes I used to go there a lot but I didn't used to hang out with criminals." You said shooting a glare at Belle. "After my mom left me and my dad when I was 17 I was just so mad at my mom for leaving and my dad for not trying to stop her that I turned to the only other adult I knew, which was my uncle. I used to go to his bar and hang out with him, I even worked there for a while too."

"Holy shit." Both Tom and Harrison muttered. Something seemed to click in their heads at the same time. Harrison looked at Tom with wide eyes, Tom having the same expression, an excited feeling bubbling in his chest figuring out a lead this early, and suddenly realizing bringing you here wasn't a huge mistake.

"Wright still talks to Reed-" Tom said, getting cut off by Harrison.

"And Reed is still in Taylor's mob-" Harrison continued, getting cut off by Belle this time.

"Oh my God! And Wright still hangs out at the bar!" All three heads suddenly turned towards you.

Tom's gaze pierced right through you. "You're taking us to that bar."

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[cherryblossowm]

Love is not worth it. (Part 1)

Pairings: Peter Parker x Reader! Stark

Warning: None

Summary: Tony sent you to one of the best high schools in New York to improve your abilities, meeting three new people who became your best friends. But in the end, everything went to trash, feelings, and your whole reputation too.

You were Tony Stark’s and Pepper Potts daughter, their one and only baby princess. You after Tony, were one of the most intelligent girls in your class. You always helped your parents with their projects, and one day, maybe you’ll be an avenger, who knows. You we’re on vacations so there was no need to stress out for your new high school, the best in town where all the intelligent kids in New York studied at, after all, your parents just wanted to prepare you more and be better than they already are. You liked being at home, relaxing and watching some movies or shows, sometimes helping your parents or the avengers for training. You weren’t a street or party girl, but sometimes you went out for a walk at the mall, park or across the city with Happy or the Avengers, when they weren’t working.

Every night, after having dinner with Tony and Pepper and taking a shower, you laid on your bed with your pajamas on, and would watch at the ceiling imagining how it’ll be your first day at school being the new girl.

And that day arrived sooner than you hoped for.

Once the bus arrived and you went in, waving goodbye to your parents, you turned around seeing a lot of new faces. Some looked at you like a weirdo, some smiled, some guys winked at you and some just, didn’t care, but neither you.

Walking thru the bus hall, a girl smiled to you and asked if you wanted to take a sit next to her, which you agreed.

‘Wow, my first day and I already made a new girl friend’ you thought to yourself while your new friend was making a bunch of questions and telling you some stories from school and about her two best friends. Her name was MJ, she was funny, yet kinda scary sometimes. But all your care for was her friendship.

On the other hand, Peter and Ned were sitting at the very front of the bus, talking about you and glancing when you didn’t notice theirs stares.

“Dude! Don’t you think Mr.Stark’s daughter is pretty?? She looks so cute, doesn’t look as shitty as the popular ones. That includes, Flash the diva.”

Ned burst out in laughter. “Aw dude, if only flash heard that, you will be dead by now. And I can’t allow you to die before we finish our Star Wars project.”

“Yeah, yeah, you right.” Peter say calming down his laughter.

He turned around to take one last glance at you, he was so hypnotized by your beauty that he didn’t notice when you saw him.

While MJ was still talking, you looked out of the window, and then at the front. That’s when you saw a cute guy looking straightly at you with gloomy eyes. He seemed nice so you waved and smiled at him. Peter nervously reacted and waved back at you before returning his eyes back at the front, chatting with the other guy.

“Looks like Peter likes you.” MJ smirked at you.

“Oh, so he’s the famous Peter Parker you were talking me about? He looks nice.”

“Yeap, those dorks are my best friends. I’ll present them to you once we get to school.”

“Sounds nice. They look like nice guys.” You said, finally arriving to school. MJ and you got up from your seats and begun walking thru the buss hall. Peter and Ned following after. Once you got off the bus, everything was so big, so nice, different from your old school. “Nice, uh? OH! Here assholes, I’m here!” MJ shouted to Peter and Ned. Peter and Ned came right after both.

“So, (Y/N) this two are Peter and Ned, stupid ass #1 and stupid ass #2 she’s (Y/N), the new student.”

“OMG YOU’RE IRON MAN’S DAUGHTER, THAT IS SOOO COOL!! I’m Ned! My friend Peter likes you!” He screamed excited giving you a big handshake.

“Hi I- WHATS?!?” Peter eyes got as big as a plate.

“Sorry, what?” You looked at both boys in confusion, MJ already sighing at Ned messing up, like always. “He means, “YOU”, that Netflix series!” Peter pinched Ned’s arm. “Riiiighhhht, NED?!” Peter looking at his buddy’s face, grinning. Ned noticed. “AH- Yeah! Have you seen it on Netflix? Is a cool series about a stalker who murdered all her crush/gf ex’s”

‘So that’s why they’re MJ’s best friends, nothing strange.’ You thought. “I don’t, but we should watch it together, right Peter?” Peter laughed nervously. “It would be cool! Of course, if you want to.”

“Of course I do! Nice way of making new friends.” You smiled and let out a laugh. Peter never heard a laugh sweeter than yours.

“Well, we have to go to class, dorks, so hurry up and stop flirting, you make me wanna vomit.” Said MJ, with a gross face. You all three laughed and entered your new school, passing by all the other students. Tony left Peter in charge of showing you your new locker and all the classrooms, and where you should go period after period.

Peter has always seen you at the Stark Tower, but he’s not supposed to meet everyone there yet. He has always thought you were cute, admirable like your dad, and of course, beautiful, and now, you were at his school. Of course he already knew you were gonna be here, Tony told him to watch out for you, just trying to not creep you out like a stalker.

You two were walking, not saying a single word. He still felt embarrassed from what Ned said, and being with you made him nervous, also, he didn’t present himself properly, so Peter decided to start a conversation. “I forgot, my name’s Peter Parker and it’s nice having new students around this school.” You noticed Peter’s blush. “Aw, thank you Peter, as you may now by now, I’m (Y/N) Stark, and yeah, I already know you.” Peter chocked. ‘SHE KNOWS ME? DOES SHE KNOWS ABOUT ME BEING SPIDERMAN, MAYBE SHE’S SEEN ME FIGHTING CRIMINALS OR OR-‘ Peter tried to look calm. “Yeah? From where?” Peter asked as anxiety was eating him up.

“MJ.”

“WH-WHAT? What did she tell you about me?” Okay, now he was freaking out, not as before, but somehow the same. “On the bus she was telling me how you and Ned were her buddies and that you are one of the most intelligent guys here, nice, innocent, dorky, and oh! I forgot, YOU GOT AN INTERNSHIP WITH MY DAD!? He never told me about you.”

‘Oof, at least she don’t know ‘bout Spiderman.’ He finally breathed all the air he was holding in.

“Yeah, kind of, I’m gonna work some technology projects with him and pay me everything.”

“That’s so cool!” You looked at him in awe.

“Yeah, not much, is tiring, but fun.” Finally, you got to your locker. “Here’s you new locker, won’t have to carry all your books so just leave them in here, and this is your password.” Peter handed her a tiny piece of paper with her Locker’s password on it. “Thanks.” You said taking your stuff out of your backpack and placing them on your locker. After you were done, he handed your schedule to you, you were having your first period with him, Ned and MJ.

Both of you walked down the corridors reaching your first period. After you presented to the class, you took a sit next to MJ, who was saving it for you. You went later to your next period with Ned and Peter, then with Peter and Ned, then had lunch with the them, another period with only MJ, and finally, your last one. The teacher left some homework that MJ and you finished quickly and had the rest of the class free, so you were talking with her in low voices.

“How was your first day at school, girl?” MJ asked.

“It’s nice, calm, everyone is doing their homework, are nicer, unlike my other school.. they just partied around all day and never letted me concentrate.”

“What makes you think we won’t do that here too? Come on, it’s high school, have some fun before we grow to boring adults who just drive cars, work, take charge of the world and responsibilities, the only cool thing is we can vote.”

You laughed at her comment. “Maybe you’re right, just lemme get used to here first. I already like it here. I already have three best friends!”

“And this is just the beginning, by the passing of the days, you’ll love it here soon. Enjoy your adolescence.” She patted you on the shoulder and continued to draw some classmates boring faces.

You’ve never felt like this before, your new school was awesome, you had three new best friends, your teachers and classmates where nice too, everything here felt so nice, you felt happy. This was gonna definitely be your high school year! You thought while watching MJ draw.

Oh, silly you. You were so inoccent to know the double faces of people here.

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The one thing that I wear my spidey suits is for the kids, it's not competition for those who claim to be a better spiderman Cosplayer. Anyone can wear the suit as long you do something good out of it like be a role model, give back to the community and lastly be humble and grateful, when you put smile on kids and adults faces, you are doing a great job of it. I got so much love from the kids that I go out and have fun with them during photoshoots and other events. I can't wait to do more again, Pics taken by @louie_jr_nerdy_photographer @cosvoid @cosvoid_globeltm_ @8vertrue_creations2 #cosplay #lgbtcosplay #LGBTQ #instagay #cosplaymodel #hispaniccosplay #malecosplay #Marvel #marvelcosplay #SpiderMan #spidermancosplay #peterparker #spidermannoir #holidaytrain #holidaytrain2019 #NewYorkCity #photography #mta #nycmta #1930strain #1930s #nytransitmuseum #nytransit #fabricesapolsky #spiderverse #vintagetrain #cosplayphotography #cosplayforkids #cospositive #suitupforkids (at Holiday Nostalgia Train) https://www.instagram.com/p/B6jJnIij16J/?igshid=1vu7ocgyacjwe

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In stories about growing up for audiences who are growing up themselves, a strong main character is a necessity. Coming-of-age stories have been around for centuries and have always been popular in cinema, from the days of James Dean to the modern world of Netflix originals.

Related: 10 Of The Best Coming Of Age Movies Everyone Needs To See

While there are many elements of coming-of-age movies that work together to create one timeless tale, such as the soundtrack and shooting locations, the key is a lead protagonist with whom the viewer can wholly identify and empathize. Over the years, there have been some truly impressive young actors who nailed this brief and delivered performances that will forever stand out in their careers.

10 Nick Robinson – The Kings Of Summer (2013)

In a modern coming-of-age tale for fans of Stand By Me (1986), Nick Robinson stars as Joe, a teenager frustrated with his father’s micromanagement. To escape his smothering suburban life, he invites his best friend and an unusual new acquaintance to build a house in the woods and live off the land.

With humor as this movie’s crowning glory alongside breathtaking shots of the Midwest, Robinson demonstrates his acting range in an impressive feature film debut. He manages to effortlessly keep up with comedic veterans like Nick Offerman and Marc Evan Jackson but also demonstrates control and solemnity in the movie’s tenser moments.

9 Thomas Mann – Me And Earl And The Dying Girl (2015)

Greg is an unusual choice for a story’s main character, and Thomas Mann captures his socially awkward nature but chameleon-like behavior effortlessly. Although Greg has made it his mission to ���remain on low-key good terms” with every student in school, he struggles to see outside of himself until he becomes friends with terminally ill Rachel (Olivia Cooke).

Related: 10 Best Coming Of Age Comedy Dramas Like Juno

Greg’s development is displayed with as much poise as such a gauche character can be afforded, from seeming emotionally blank to succumbing to grief in Rachel’s room. Opposite Nick Offerman and other great talents in Me And Earl And The Dying Girl, Mann’s comedic delivery, both verbal and physical, is truly something to behold and never wanes.

8 Elliot Page – Juno (2007)

Juno is the blueprint for American Independent cinema, primarily for its Oscar-winning script and unconventional story of teen pregnancy. With a host of celebrated actors surrounding them, Elliot Page shines in what is arguably their most memorable and beloved role.

The offbeat comedy and sarcastic quips of Juno is one for the textbooks, and Elliot carries it with ease from start to finish; the odd vocabulary tossed around rolls as effortlessly as standard English off their tongue. They may appear unimposing in stature, but they dominate every scene with wit and hilarious delivery to make not only an unforgettable movie but a memorable main character.

7 Patrick Fugit – Almost Famous (2000)

Aspiring writer William is something of a wallflower amongst the larger-than-life personalities of the band Stillwater and transfixing roadie Penny Lane (Kate Hudson), but he manages to hold his own and becomes somebody on whom they can all rely. Similarly, Patrick Fugit could have shrunk next to the more experienced actors beside him, but he triumphs.

The fresh-faced actor brings shining optimism and gentleness to a story of wild parties and volatile emotions. He captures William’s level-headed nature and wisdom beyond his years while still exuding the excitement of a newcomer to the rock and roll scene, perfectly balancing youth and innocence with shrewdness and morality.

6 Dustin Hoffman – The Graduate (1967)

A timeless tale of disillusionment in the face of change, The Graduate is fondly remembered for its incredible soundtrack from Simon and Garfunkel and the iconic affair with Mrs. Robinson (Anne Bancroft). Besides that, in a career-launching role, Dustin Hoffman proves his mettle as a force to be reckoned with onscreen.

Despite having an affair with a much older woman (and later falling for her daughter), Benjamin is a graceless and self-conscious leading man, and Nichols cast Hoffman with the belief that he had the perfect demeanor for the role. Between his personality and superb acting ability, Hoffman pulls off a memorable performance and is one of the main reasons why The Graduate has become a classic to stand the test of time.

5 Miles Teller – The Spectacular Now (2013)

To bring to life hard-partying Sutter from Tim Tharp’s novel of the same name, the correct actor was called upon. Miles Teller oozes charm in this role and makes it easy to understand how Sutter has made it through life without a thought for the future since everything comes easily to him at the moment.

Besides being the life of the party and effortlessly sweet, Sutter is a young alcoholic who, below the surface, realizes that he is sabotaging his future, and Teller does a marvelous job of exploring this side to the endearing protagonist. The serious self-deprecation that follows reuniting with his absent father, who is a vision of Sutter’s own future, is relayed masterfully and leaves the audience in awe of his performance.

4 Saoirse Ronan – Lady Bird (2017)

Star Saoirse Ronan had a number of stellar movies under her belt before Greta Gerwig’s Lady Bird, with her first Oscar nomination at the age of thirteen only the beginning of an illustrious career. Her range sets her apart from other young actresses in the game, spanning from sci-fi to period drama to raw, coming-of-age movies such as this.

The main character of this tale is anything but meek. Ronan is strong-willed and assured in the role and explores the everyday highs and lows of growing up while cultivating believable onscreen relationships in a way that can place any viewer right alongside her in Sacramento, which feels more like home the longer that you watch her senior year progressing.

3 Greta Gerwig – Frances Ha (2012)

A coming-of-age movie for people who are already of age, Frances Ha chronicles a woman’s journey into adulthood as, while she has technically grown up, it is clear that she’s “not a real person yet”. While most movies of the genre take place in high school, this one takes place in New York as Frances struggles to realize her dream as a dancer, maintain her relationships, and generally get by as a functioning adult.

Related: Greta Gerwig’s 10 Best Movies (According To IMDB)

In another collaboration between Noah Baumbach and Greta Gerwig, the leading lady fits this character like a glove and harnesses the youthful spirit of teenage coming-of-age movies to prove that growing up doesn’t stop when you leave high school. It is an honest depiction of young adult life in that, really, nobody knows what they are doing.

2 Timothée Chalamet – Call Me By Your Name (2017)

In one of his best movies Call Me By Your Name, Timothée Chalamet stars as young Elio in a story of young love in 1980s Italy. He is both charming and bashful, causing the viewer to fall in love with him even faster than Oliver does, and he manages to convey so much heart and recognizable pain that the extent of his acting ability is never in question.

While Chalamet brilliantly inspires empathy for Elio’s confusion and inner turmoil throughout his relationship with Oliver, his final performance during the credits is a masterclass in understated yet powerful acting, as we watch the cycle of Elio’s heartbreak and are left reeling from his final, heart-rending glance directly into the camera.

1 Logan Lerman – The Perks Of Being A Wallflower (2012)

At only 20 years old, Logan Lerman delivers one of the most honest and moving portrayals of adolescence in modern-day cinema. For an actor who has had widely varying roles, such as a heroic demigod and a plucky rancher’s son, an introverted character like Charlie could have been difficult to embody, but Lerman does so with an awe-inspiring grace.

Lerman’s presentations of depression and trauma are never extravagant; his performance is highly effective using mostly subtle speech and action. He beautifully showcases Charlie’s innocence and love for his friends and keeps a powerful persona waiting behind a meek exterior to offer one of the greatest portrayals of a coming-of-age character that cinema has seen.

Next: 10 Movies To Watch If You Loved The Perks Of Being A Wallflower

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[ao3feed-friendsofspiderman]

Atlas Could've Held More (If He Had Help)

by Okbabe

Long ago, the gods became jealous of humans. Their rage split man's soul in two, cursing them to roam the Earth searching for their other half. The gods' fury couldn't erase all evidence of the souls time together - words printed on the wrist and over the heart - memorializing the first words spoken by one's other half and the first words spoken once the souls truly learn to love each other again. It's the stuff of legend and poets wet dreams. Some find comfort in it, some don't buy in.

Or: Tony's known he's going to care for his soulmate from the moment his words appeared on his skin. Peter's hated his soulmate for over a decade. Too bad fate doesn't care about what they want. [the author loves soulmate au's, irondad and older Peter Parker. This is the result of too much coffee]

Words: 8769, Chapters: 2/2, Language: English

Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/F, F/M, Gen, M/M

Characters: Peter Parker, May Parker (Spider-Man), Ben Parker, Tony Stark, Pepper Potts, Michelle Jones, Ned Leeds, James Rhodes

Relationships: Peter Parker & Tony Stark, Peter Parker/Gwen Stacy, Michelle Jones/Peter Parker, Michelle Jones & Ned Leeds & Peter Parker, Peter Parker/Harry Osborn, Pepper Potts/Tony Stark, Tony Stark & Everyone

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Soulmates, Soulmate-Identifying Marks, Platonic Soulmates, Past Relationship(s), Past Abuse, Inspired by Fanfiction, I Don't Even Know, I'm Sorry, Adult!PeterParker, Irondad

source https://archiveofourown.org/works/38911419

[moorehollandplz]

8, 58, 69, 73 from the kisses with (you already know 😏) Haz

Here’s the second of the Haz Blurbs that @definitely-not-black-cat has requested! Sorry these are taking so long. I have been quite busy with school.

Summary: Harrison has something he needs to get off his chest before you leave for the summer.

Lots of different kisses: tippy toes, neck kisses, seductive kisses, stumbling kisses, against walls kisses, and on the bed kisses.

Warnings: kissing, Adult language,, wandering hands, no actual smut! (WHAT?)

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“Harrison?” You asked, looking up at the rain drenched boy standing at your door. “What are you… are you alright?” You asked as water dripped from his loose curls, his chin and the tip of his nose.

“You leave tomorrow.” He stated, as his piercing eyes searched yours.

“I do.” You confirmed as you stared back at him. “Did Tom tell you?” You asked.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” He asked as he took a small step toward you.

“You seemed….” You dropped your eyes to the floor between you. “Busy.” You sighed remembering the cute little brunette he brought to the party two weeks ago. “Didn’t want to bother you.”

“Bother me?” He repeated your question, his brows furrowing in confusion. “You leaving without so much as a word, is what’s bothering me.”

“Please, Haz…” You rolled your eyes letting them land on his again. “You wouldn’t have noticed I was gone.”

“I definitely would’ve noticed.” He mumbled looking away from you. “I had plans for the summer…” He trailed off hanging his head in defeat.

“You had plans?” You asked and he nodded his eyes lifting to meet yours. “And how does me leaving stop you from doing those plans?” He didn’t answer, just kept staring at you. “Right. I have to finish packing so…” You were suddenly cut off as Harrison cupped your face with his hands, pulling your face to his. His lips firmly planted on yours in a fervent kiss.

You were stunned. Eyes wide and frozen against him. You’d be lying if you said you never thought about this. Kissing Harrison has been your number one fantasy for many years. You were sure it would never happen so you pushed those thoughts and all the feelings that came with them deep down inside you, and decided to give up. But, here he was at your flat, the night before you were to leave for America, kissing you.

Harrison was intoxicating and you slowly relaxed into him as his hands slipped from your face to your hips. Your eyes fluttered closed, and your hands wandered up into his wet hair pulling him to you. Your lips started to move with his, parting when he ran his tongue over your bottom lip asking for access. His tongue swept into your mouth, eliciting a moan from deep in your throat. You felt him smile against your lips, and he pulled back slightly.

You kept your eyes closed so this spell wouldn’t break, and this would be real. He rested his forehead against yours not daring to pull away completely. You felt puffs of air on your lips from his lack of breath, and felt his tight grip on your hips as if he was just as scared of letting this moment go.

“I… I wanted… to tell you… I…” He paused to settle his breathing, but you took his hesitation as an opportunity. You pushed up onto your tippy toes capturing his lips again, surprising him this time. He recovered quickly stepping forward and guiding you back until your back hit the wall. He kicked the door shut behind him never breaking contact with your lips. You pushed back against him, and he let you move him against the door, letting you take control for a brief moment.

You pulled back opening your eyes this time looking up into his crystal ocean blue eyes. “Sorry… what were you saying?” You whispered as you twirled your fingers through the wet curls at the back of his neck.

“Oh… nothing much…” He smiled brightly down at you when you cocked one brow sarcastically. “Just trying to tell you I love you, that’s all.”

Your eyes widened and you felt the heat explode on your cheeks. “You… you what?” You were bewildered. Never in a million years did you think he would ever say that to you.

“I love you.” He said leaning down to brush his nose against yours, before lightly pecking your lips.

You felt the goofiest smile spread across your face at his confession. “I have loved you forever. I can’t believe you finally caught up.” You laughed when his fingers began to tickle your sides. “Ok ok… sorry.” You quickly apologized and his fingers stopped their assault.

“Damn it, love... I really don’t want you to go.” He sighed as he rested his forehead on your shoulder. “I wanted to spend the summer with you.”

“Harrison…” You started leaning back so he had to lift his head and look at you. “I have to go home…” His face fell into an adorable pout. “But… you could come with me.”

Harrison perked up, lifting his head up with bright eyes and giant smile. “Yeah?”

“Yeah… just need to finish packing then we can go to yours and you can pack.” You said placing your hands flat on his chest.

“I think we should put packing on hold for a few.” He said his voice husky, and his eyes zeroing in on your kiss swollen lips.

“Oh you think do you?” You asked jokingly as you tilted your head back, already knowing you were going to give into him.

“Mmhmm…” He hummed as his lips connected with yours for the third time, walking you back into your apartment. You let him push you back toward your bedroom, really interested in how far this was going to go. Your lips never disconnected even when you stumbled as your foot backed into your carry-on bag, but Harrison’s strong arms help you upright, continuing on the path to your room. He guided you through your bedroom door and over to your bed. He gently leaned you back until you had no choice, but to sit then lay back onto the soft mattress. Harrison’s knee slipped between your legs as he hovered above you, lips moving with yours like they had always been meant to. He pulled back to look down at you with his beautiful ocean eyes, and you saw a question in them. Like he was asking permission to take this further.

You nodded at him and smiled, pulling him down for a gentle kiss. A kiss that told him you wanted him. You felt him smile against your lips as he moved to kiss over your cheek then down your neck. He paid special attention to the space next to your collarbone. No doubt leaving a small purple reminder of what was happening.

You threaded your fingers into his wet curls,letting out a sigh of contentment as one of his hands slid under your shirt, and his thumb rubbed small circles on your heated skin. This summer in America was going to be way more fun than you had expected.

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[akiridraws]

Just drew some birthday sketches for me and I still don't feel like an adult 😝 but me and my family are just waiting out the hurricane until we can go back home and I can go back to college lol #sketches #voltron #keithkogane #lancemcclain #peterparker #birthday And yeah that's kind of what I look like (i have the spidey shirt lmao) https://www.instagram.com/p/BnuviaNlyoP/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=oj3r2oe4jtws

[c-e-salazar]

Look guys, sometimes you just gotta take your hard earned adult money & ask yourself, what would my eight your old self buy if i just let him? #treatyoself #spiderman #infinitywar #peterparker #milesmorales #comicpalooza see you in two weeks @houstoncomicpalooza @tomholland2013 (at Mary Jane's)

[sandrasoapbox]

Me with the some of the Comicare kids (or adults lol) with @azcapt_gordonsgetups and @az_spiderman #cosplayers #cosplay #pcf #pcc #phoenixcomicfest #pcf2018 #disney #marvel #marvelstudios #marvelcomics #cosplayover30 #spiderman #peterparker #captainamerica #steverogers #comicare (at Phoenix Comic Fest)

[project0066]

Disney’s Spider-Man is absolutely great and I love it even though I’m an adult. Definitely has nothing to do with the fact that Robbie Daymond plays Peter. Nope. Not at all. #spiderman #art #marvel #marvelsspiderman #robbiedaymond #peterparker