#i might even have them meet before constance really meets any of the boys. bc constance and treville would both in the au
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One thing with Musketeers that still makes me sad is that the s3 didn't really carry through with the friendship between Constance and Treville that it set up in the first episode.
I mean, come on. Constance throwing Treville's old jacket at him and dragging him along to mischief and knocking the Red Guard down a peg? Treville putting up a very token protest that both of them clearly know is nothing more than a formality, a part of a pattern they have to play for this?
Like, that's just. That's not just "we're acquaintances because we care about the same people (who are currently off at war and who knows what will happen to them) and work together because it's in our common interests" level thing. it's just not. it may have started like that, four years before, but it sure as fuck is friendship now
and then the show just. drops that. doesn't do anything with that in their other interactions that season
and idk i know the focus of the show is on the boys and what they get up to, but i'm sure you would have had time for at least a couple more moments of that?
speaking of dropped character dynamics, i also wish s3 had done more with Constance and Anne's friendship established in s2
#constance#captain treville#the musketeers#bbc musketeers#if i ever write that heralds of valdemar au (i won't but one can dream right) treville and constance are so gonna be friends in it#i might even have them meet before constance really meets any of the boys. bc constance and treville would both in the au#mostly stay in haven anyway while the boys are running around the country doing their thing
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getting to know aaron.
let's talk about things you could notice in Aaron. That was a request made by a follower and I'm excited to work on it! The things Iâm taking in consideration DO NOT come from headcanons of mine. Theyâre based on my perceptions of the canon content.
First things first, he doesn't do many unnecessary things or things that don't make sense to him. He's very simple to understand in every single action that he takes, and I like to think that because of his upbringing and story, that's what he's known and likes to do. He is kind of a brute to people but to me heâs pretty much soft, people are just too weak or think everyone should be the perfect LI, maybe bc i am kind of rough myself???
Aaron isn't the type of person to want something quiet like Vlad and Raph do, but neither is the life of the party like Bel and Ethan. He said it himself, he likes bars, some beer, something in the chill side, more intimate. Just chilling, ya feel me?
He's not really the type to understand some jokes with a lot of depth or sarcasm bc well, he doesn't really need to use them, he's the bluntest man in the manor and he doesn't need to hide things or say them in different ways to get than the shortest, more effective way.
He's the kind of person to enjoy nature and the natural course of things, the wilderness and life without too much changes from the natural, maybe because of the way he lived for 15 years in the pack. He doesn't need anything too fancy to feel nice.
He enjoys poetry though, as you can check in chapter 7. To me it translated that he can understand certain complexities in feelings very accurately, but doesn't understand why one would try to make the way they act or talk less simple on a day to day basis.
In terms of style he is the simple up to date. Probably changes with time just to make sure it stays easy and comfortable to dress but is always the clothes that people seem as "simple" and "functional, but not classy" bc that's just not him. He likes things simple.
He is very pack-oriented and takes care of the people he knows and lives with. He doesn't think twice about sacrifices and he has some sick hero complex. He didn't hesitate to save Eloise even if his life was on the line in more than one occasion (the two main one are the ones where he dies, Vlad 10 bad ending and Aaron 10 bad ending) and he didn't mind making Constance his chalice when Ivan was dying to have her paying for life, even if he had to feed from her and take her wherever he went.
While he has the best intentions and he's really smart as I let you know before, Aaron is kind of dumb when it comes to keeping his cool and managing his emotions. He's kind of aggressive sometimes, but he can be violent on his actions when it comes to the people he protects and this is a problem, because he can't keep his cool when it counts. That might cause some... Altercations (cough cough he broke Ethan's head on Ivan bad ending and say he should die.) that are very uncalled for.
While he is very old, he's not some problematic bogus like some other people in the series Ethan and he pretty much knows that it's important to praise, teach and try many times with a lover. Even when he fights with Eloise, he never really forgets how important it is to talk things out and come back to her after each and every error in the relationship. Which is something the op likes ;)Â
He really think if himself as some sort of crazy freak because damn, he doesn't want to let anybody in is life even when he knows the circumstances made most of the crucial moments on his life be full of violence and he was just a victim of society's evolution and issues for hundreds of years. (Ofc op doesn't think everything he did was right, but it was to survive and they still have stories where they were subjects of their society just like evryone is, as it's said a few times by Eloise and other people that talk about vampirism such as vlad.)
He is very sorrowful and thinks life is as it is, no running, no changing. That's why sometimes he gives some kind of blunt advice to Elo in many routes! (All of them honestly, we stan a good gossip with a trustable, hot and wise friend) and she's like "damn, he didn't have to say it like that but he's right...â
What i actually like about him is that even if heâs mostly serious, heâs very cute and easygoing, heâs sociable too and very chill, heâs not an introvert like vlad or not too much of a social butterfly either. To op thatâs super attractive lol
Even if he doesnât undermine people for any sexist, racist or just dumb reasons, he believes that you need to know how to fight or be strong enough if you want to have your opinions taken into consideration, which is stupid in my opinion. (see his training lessons and the meeting at chapter 6, the option to leave the manor when he says âstay putâ makes him say that he understands that Eloise wants to help, but itâs useless bc the murderer is too powerful, yet, she proves him wrong!) Eloise proves to him that sheâs strong and reliable, and more brave than himself so.. kissy kissy hehe
is really patient and takes consent seriously from day ONE. heâs also very sincere and appreciates being told the truth just how ppl feel it. Eloise put a finger on his face in vladâs route and he asked to be informal bc they were friends so... boy likes the truth hehe
pretty much your big gentle-not-so-gentle giant friend that gives u neck breaking hugs and likes to walk in the nature and jog with you.
OP THINKS THAT SOMETIMES PEOPLE IN BEEMOOV PURPOSEFULLY ANTAGONIZE AARON BC THEY REALLY LIKE THE BIG BAD WOLF TROPE AND THATâS UTTER BULLSHIT. EVERYONE FIGHTS AARON AT SOME POINT AND THATâS STUPID. GO TO HELL you bunch of #@$#%$# and $#$%$ and &*¨@$%@$! ppl that automatically antagonize or KILL the big mean brown dude for everything thanks.
i might edit this with more info as time goes by.
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Sweet Creature - Michael Langdon x Male!Reader
itâs your girl! Back at it with shy!hawthorne!michael! This prompt is actually very near and dear to my heart (and has been promised for a long long time haha.) also i got the name for this bc i was listening to harry styles but it has nothing to do w that. also i got the gif from google and the source took me to the FX website so if its yours LMK so i can tag you!Â
This is dedicated to some some pretty special people đ¤Â @wvntersldr along with  @1-800-bitchcraft @ticklish-leafy-plant because well, they also appreciate talking about Michael in panties with me. Thank you guys. And sorry for putting it off for so long, but itâs here now and I hope yâall enjoy this so much. Thank you Liliana and Ava for your DMs about this topic. This is for you.Â
Warnings: Smut (duh), Fluff probably
Y/N missed Hawthorne. No, he missed Michael. All warlocks were sent home for spring break (if they had a home - many werenât as lucky as Y/N. Michael being one of those many who didnât have a place to go. He would stay cooped up in his dorm, sulking at the thought of having to spend his whole week without seeing Y/N. Living at the same school, he had access to his boyfriend whenever he pleased. He missed him a lot.)Â
Y/N tried to make the best of his time with his family. Heâd gone fishing with his dad (although he might have used a little magic to get the fish to bite), and now heâd join his mom on a little shopping spree.Â
His mother took a large pile of clothes into a fitting room to try on and left him to wander off on his own.
He passively wandered around the huge department store, always glancing at his phone to hear from Michael. As if on cue, Michael pressed send from his dorm and texted Y/N.
Iâm so sad. I miss you.Â
His poor sweet baby. Y/N knew how hard days like these were for Michael. He never talked much about his family which made him assume it wasnât pretty. He could see the shift in Michaelâs attitude any time someone brought up talk of his mom or dad.Â
Miss you too, baby. Iâll be back tonight <3
He shoved his phone back in his pocket and continued to trail through the store. Before making his way back to his mother - a large array of soft pastel colors caught his eye. Looking up, he came face to face with a wide selection of lingerie displayed neatly.Â
Lace, satin, silk, chiffon. Panties, baby-dolls, bodysuits. The options were endless.Â
Y/N picked up the first pair of panties that caught his eyes; a delicate baby blue lace garment. Feeling the bumpy pattern between his fingers, he was taken back to an overheard conversation in the boysâ room.Â
âMy girlfriend looked so sexy in her lingerie.â a boy bragged to his friend washing his hands in the bathroom. âIâm telling you. Buy your girlfriend some pretty panties and sheâll thank you like crazy.âÂ
Of course, Michael was on Y/Nâs mind. The blue panties matched the shade of Michaelâs eyes perfectly. And Michael was feeling so down over having to spend his break alone.. maybe a little gift would help raise his spirits. How could Y/N not buy them with all those factors in place?
He hurried to the checkout station and made his purchase. He swung around the little white bag he got them in all day long; he was nervous and excited to see what Michael would think about them. He always did have a penchant for pretty things.Â
Before Y/N could even get his door open a pair of arms were wrapped around his neck and pulling him into his room.Â
âI missed you so much..â Michael mumbled into his neck.Â
âI missed you too, baby.â his arms were secured around Michael. He missed this; missed the way Michael smelled and the way he clung to him like a baby koala. He missed his baby.Â
âI got you something.â he smiled as Michael pulled away and plopped down on the bed, waiting patiently. Michaelâs pretty blue eyes lit up as the mention of a gift. Heâd never been a person who received much during childhood. Between Constance and the constant shuffling and planning with Ms. Mead, and now here. Someone thinking of him enough to give him something always made him giddy. He carefully eyed the little white bag in Y/Nâs hand with dark cursive printing on it.Â
âGo on, open it.â he was handed the bag.Â
Y/N felt like Michael pulled the panties out in slow motion. Michael held them up by his fingers, his expression awed.
Cheeky sky blue panties; something so small (because, they really did leave little to the imagination) caused a peachy pink glow to Michaelâs face.Â
âT-these are for me?â he asked, not taking his eyes off of them.
âYeah,â Y/N stepped closer, âDonât feel like you have to wear them if you donât like them. They just made me think of you.â he chuckled.
Michael didnât think he could blush any further, âTheyâre so pretty. I love them.â he placed them down on his lap, imagining what they would look like on.Â
âIâll let you try them on while I wash up real quick.â he bent down to kiss Michael before scurrying off to the washroom.Â
Michael quickly stripped himself out of his pants and boxer briefs; he kicked aside the boring gray pair of underwear and picked up his new pretty pair. He slid them up his legs, feeling them cup his cheeks securely. He was still wearing an old tshirt that came down midthighs for him - he examined himself in the full length mirror. He slowly lifted the tshirt to his tummy to see what the panties looked like on.Â
His large cock was snugged tightly into the adorable blue underwear; he could see traces of his pink skin through the lace. Turning to his side, he caught a glimpse of the curve of his ass in the mirror. He thought it looked plumper than usual, but that was due to the figure hugging cut of the panties.Â
âY/N.â he called out, his heart beating faster. He wanted Y/N to think he looked pretty. And how could Y/N not? With Michaelâs stunning gold curls, delicate pink flushed face, and dainty blue lace? He was what dreams were made of.Â
Y/N caught Michael staring at himself in the mirror. He stood at the frame of the door, letting his baby take in how good he looked. He loved seeing Michael appreciate himself. Too often, he lost himself in feeling self conscious.Â
âOh my god.â he let out more to himself than anyone else, âso fucking pretty, baby.â Y/N said just above a whisper.Â
He closed the gap between him and his boyfriend and wrapped his arms around Michael.Â
Y/N pulled Michaelâs tshirt off, discarding it on the floor. His hands found Michaelâs hips as his eyes wandered down Boy Wonderâs body. A barely there happy trail drew into his new gift, fleshy thighs on display. Michael felt more nude than when he was actually naked in front of Y/N.
He placed a series of wet sloppy kisses to the corner of Michaelâs mouth, sweeping to his jaw and neck. Michael hummed in content of feeling his lovers lips on him.Â
His fingers dug deep into Michaelâs hips, pulling him closer. He could feel him growing harder. Y/N had to pull away to see him. Michaelâs cock was stretching the thin fabric even thinner. Y/N dragged a finger over it, feeling him twitch under his touch.Â
Before Michaelâs breath could catch in his throat, Y/N dropped to his knees. His came face to face with Michaelâs full glory. He felt like kneeling before an angel.Â
Again, with a barely there touch, he traced the outline protruded by Michael. Michaelâs eyelids fluttered; he was so sensitive down there - even a feather light touch was enough to light him on fire.Â
âDid you miss me, baby.â Y/N asked, peering up at Michael.Â
âYou know I did.â Michael tries to keep a steady tone, but Y/N hear the quiver in his voice.
âI wanna hear you say how you missed me. How you missed my.. touch,â he pressed a little more force on Michael, âDid you touch yourself when I was gone, baby?â he kissed right above the delicate little bow adorning Michaelâs panties.Â
âI missed you so much, Y/N,â he whined, âNo. Iâve been waiting for you.â he confessed.Â
Y/N licked the same spot he kissed, watching the way Michael reacted to his wet tongue on his skin, âGood boy.â
He pressed a kiss to the pretty pink tip of Michaelâs length. He could taste the oozing precum through the fabric. âHmm,â he hummed against it, âI missed this too, baby.â
âLetâs take these off, okay?â he hooked his fingers in the waistband, slowly peeling them down.Â
âMade me put them on only to take them off?â Michael blushed, adjusting his thighs to ease the panties down his legs.Â
âYou knew where this was going, Michael,â his boyfriend winked before biting into his thigh, playfully. Michaelâs stomach dropped at the name; he loved the âbabyâs and the âsweetheartâs but when Y/N pulled out his name it was almost enough to make him cum untouched. Almost.Â
Maybe it was the tighter fit of the underwear, but Y/N almost flinched back with he way Michael proudly sprung out of his panties. Bright red and glistening; it made his mouth water.Â
His large hands grabbed at his base, slowly stroking up to meet the head. Small whines falling from Michaelâs mouth only made him smile. His poor baby.. all alone for over a week. He needed to take care of him; make him feel loved.Â
Michael hissed at the sudden contact of his thumb running over the slit of his cock. âY/N,â he sighed, âI missed you.â and Y/N knew he meant. Not only did he speak it, but the grip Michael held on his hair made him think Michael never wanted to let go. Y/N made a mental note in the back of his head to drag Michael out of this prison for their next break. Maybe theyâd go to the beach or something. Heâd kill to see his baby sun kissed and thriving.Â
Surprise washed over Y/N when his teasing was cut short - Michael tugged his hair and pulled him closer to his crotch, pleading, âY/N please, itâs been too long.â his crystalline blue eyes sparkled so much, Y/N though he was on the verge of tears. And maybe he was.Â
âShh, Iâve got you, baby.â needy little thing, Y/N thought to himself. But he didnât mind. Heâd do anything for Michael. He knew it from the moment he laid eyes on him. Stuttering mess, always hidden in his sketchpad. Michael had such magnetism, it always astounded him how shy he was upon meeting him.Â
With his lips already completely pressed to Michaelâs cock (thanks to Michaelâs almost forceful pull) he opened up and took as much as he could in one go. He sucked deeply, hallowing his cheeks, taking in Michael.Â
âY/N..â Michael growled through clenched teeth, âFuck,â Y/N heavy tongue massaged up and down his shaft, tracing every vein and pulse point.Â
Y/N snaked his hands around Michaelâs legs and squeezed his ass, all while letting his cock hit the back of his throat. He gave him one firm smack and pulled his lips up and down, bobbing his head.Â
âIâm-â Michael couldnât deliver a fair warning. Not that Y/N needed one. He knew his baby like the palm of his hand and knew exactly what flipped his switch.Â
Hot spurts of his cum flew into Y/N ready mouth. Y/N swallowed all he could while still letting his hands play with Michael. He got him all cleaned up, licking the mixture of saliva and cum off his lips.Â
Michael held his eyes shut, chest panting hard, and a flush of color that had washed down his neck and chest. Y/N kissed at his penis, taking any left string of cum and picking it up with his tongue, until Michaelâs breathing began to regulate again.Â
âI hope you liked your present, baby.â he winked and gave Michaelâs cheeks one last squeeze.Â
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okay yâall. iâve been talking about michael in panties... for months and i finally wrote it vnfjdksveafjvas soooo i hope u guys like it.Â
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Chapter 6: Forgetting Peter Parker (Spider-boy - Peter Parker x Stark!Reader)
A/n: I donât really mention the original marvel characters that much since Y/n Starkâs character doesnât live with the rest of the Avengers but actually resides on the Upper East Side (as if it werenât already that obvious). BTW, I apologize for the various time lapses because the big events usually happen on weekends. By the way, the new guy stepping in will kinda be like this storyâs version of Nate Archibald (bc letâs face it, heâs gorgeous af) and letâs just say heâs going to form the love triangle; Wouldnât you want to date a guy from Vieux riche family? ;)
 Also, I may have inserted a quote from Riverdale, if you managed to spot it, congratulations!
UES = Upper East Side
Prologue, Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5, Chapter 7, Chapter 8, Chapter 9, Chapter 10, Chapter 11, Chapter 12, Chapter 13
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Before Y/n Starkâs rise to the social ladder, there was Liz Allan, the Upper East Sideâs golden girl, Spence Middle Schoolâs perfect student, and the talk of the town. She was the batch valedictorian, was vied to be the first in line at the Dispensary Cotillion and Debutante Ball where the children of the Upper East Side get to show their grand entrance to the high society. Liz was the ideal lady but Y/n knew she had to step up to take the crown from her ex-best friend.
Unfortunately, Liz Allan left without an explanation whatsoever, thatâs when Y/n Stark rose to become Spenceâs golden girl sitting on top of the Elites pyramid, the Queen Bee of the Upper East Side, and every Prep school boyâs dream girl.
For everyone on the UES, Liz Allan is a dead woman walking, nobody knows her whereabouts, thinking she went to boarding school or migrated somewhere far from the US. Y/nâs prominence is what keeps her moving, and she intends to stay that way.
Tony steps inside the Stark Penthouse apartment on the Upper East Side. He sees his daughter holding papers in one hand and a calculator in the other.
âHi, sweetie! Itâs a Sunday night, what are you doing?â Tony sits beside Y/n looking at her oddly before looking at the television screen to see the news.
âIâm almost done with this monthâs audit. I know you like it when your staff is early when it comes to tasks so here I am finishing what I have to do, so all I have to do tomorrow are; go to school until 10 AM since the teachers will have a general meeting or something, I wasnât really paying attentionâŚ. and then Iâm going to drop this off at your office in the afternoon.â Y/n states.
âWow, youâre like a self-cleaning oven. Efficient, just the way I like my staff, but youâre my daughter. Honey, you need to relax. Iâve always been proud of your work ethic but youâre a kid, youâre my kid, I want you to let loose, show them how Starks party.â Tony reminds you.
âAre you telling me to go out and do something stupid? Because you have Nicholas to do all the party stuff for you.â Y/n replies, not looking at her dad.
âYeah well heâs at Dartmouth, I canât really have my son party his life away since heâs going to inherit most of the company.â Tony responds.
âWhat about me and Eloise? What do we get?â Y/n looks at her dad sternly.
âSee now, youâre starting to look like your mother when youâre angry. You get to keep the penthouse apartment and besides, I thought you wanted to go to Med school?â Tony asks.
âYeah but I also want to be part of the Stark Industries, at least own a share of it.â You tell your dad.
âAlright, alright. At this rate, you can always consider Law. You have your motherâs tenacity.â Tony jokes.
âWell, would you look at that.â Tony looks at the TV screen to see Spiderman breaking in the Washington Monument.
You lift your head up from all the slouching to see what your dadâs reacting to. A footage of Liz and Spiderman locking eyes the moment he saves her from the falling elevator.
âGross.â Your face forms into a disgusted expression.
âHold on, the Liz, Peter was talking about is the same Liz from Spence?â Tony inquires.
âYup. Itâs a small world, dad.â Y/n sighs.
âDid Peter tell you about his infatuation with Liz? Howâd you know about it?â You furrow your eyebrows at your dad.
âNo, the baby monitor in his suit sends me updates of his whereabouts and what heâs been doing. He might have mentioned her a couple of times through his suit.â Your dad replies.
âOf course, heâs mentioned her.â You mumble.
âBecause even when sheâs no longer living near me, she still manages to annoy me to my very core. Everything just has to be about Liz.â You think to herself.
âWant to talk about it or am I just going to assume that youâre harboring feelings for Peter Parker?â Tony questions.
âDad, clearly Peter doesnât want anything to do with me or my life here on the UES, heâs all about becoming an avenger and getting the girl of his dreams, Liz freaking Allen.â Y/n sneers.
âThe conversation about Peter is making me feel uncomfortable; Firstly because youâre my daughter and youâre only turning 16 next week. Secondly, I donât like you gushing on my protege, I thought you were into Prep school boys? You know, those future Yalies type. Lastly, I trust your every decision, Peter is the stupidest boy if he thinks youâre not the most gorgeous girl in Manhattan.â Tony smiles at his daughter reassuringly.
âThanks, dad. Creepy comment, though.â You raise your eyebrows at him.
âYou know Iâm bad at these âFather-Daughterâ talks. Youâre like a self-cleaning oven, I trust you well enough.â He pats you lightly on the knee.
âDid he just compare me to an appliance? twice?!â You think to yourself.
âAnyway, I have to go back to the Headquarters. Good night, sweetie.â Your dad kisses you on the forehead before heading off.
âGood night, dad! Go save the world for me.â You exclaim a second before the you hear the elevator door closing.
The news is still focused on Spiderman.
âUgh, Spiderman is sooo two weeks ago.â You grumble, turning off the television.
Your phoneâs IM ringtone starts to buzz like crazy.
Tinatintin: Any of you seen the news?
ElizaBabe: What are you, 30??
You: Liz Allan still has it.
MaddieMadness: Dalton boys are raving about Lizâs comeback, even if itâs on the news.
You: Thatâs not what I call a comeback, for all I know, Liz Allan is a dead woman walking on the UES.
Tinatintin: Looks like everyone knows Liz still exists.
You: But still irrelevant.
ElizaBabe: Completely.
MaddieMadness: On itâŚ
The three of them understood what Maddieâs onto, sheâs Spenceâs real life gossip girl, minus the anonymity, the obsession over the Upper East Siders and the fact that Spence girls are not as catty as the girls of Constance-Billard.
You move around your bed, trying hard to fall asleep when a thud against your window interrupts your reverie.
Y/n sits up and sees a shadow lurking against the bedroom window. You turn the lights on to see Spiderman outside your window. You were about to open the seal when Peter decides to sling away.
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Y/n and the rest of group are gathered at the Gramercy Tavern for lunch
âOkay girls, now I brought you here today to discuss Y/nâs current situation.â Eliza starts.
âGirls, as much as I enjoy all of you partaking in my non-existent love life, Iâd rather not talk about that Tony Stark ass-kisser, Liz Allan fanboy.â You hiss.
âExactly, hence the reason why we found you a new guy. His name is Ted Vanderbilt, his surname already speaks for himself and heâs the captain of Daltonâs Lacrosse Team.â Tina states.
âI need a picture.â You pretend to be uninterested.
Maddie takes her phone out see a teenage guy with golden blonde hair and sparkly blue eyes, looking like a true poster boy of the UES.
Just the distraction Y/n needs from all the Spiderman fiasco sheâs experienced, plus heâs a Vanderbilt, what more can Y/n ask for?
âGirls, set up the date. Tomorrow night, here at 7 pm.â You tell your friends who just nod along in excitement.
Y/n drops off the files on top of his dadâs desk and sits on his office chair. Out of sheer curiosity, you open his Mac desktop and look for Spidermanâs baby monitor protocol.
Hundreds of videos appear of Spiderman jumping off buildings, web-slinging along Queens. Then there were clips of Peter wearing only the mask in front of the mirror.
âHey whatâs up, Liz? Peterâs told me a lot about you.â Peter does a wink through his suit.
You roll your eyes and click fast forward.
âHey Y/n! I heard youâre into bad boys, I donât mean to brag but, Iâm bad at almost everything I do.â He shrugs his shoulders.
You see a footage of Peter scrolling through his science notes and you notice his sketch of you and Spiderman.
You turn on the television to see live news regarding a Staten Island ferry.
âOh my god, Peter.â Y/n mumbles.
You take your phone out from your Mulberry bag and call your dad.
âWhat is it, honey?â Tony picks up.
âDad, Peter needs help. He tore a Staten Island ship in half.â You say calmly.
âHe what?! Iâm on it, sweetie.â Tony then hangs up.
âYou owe me, Peter Parker.â You murmur.
Y/n is sitting on one of the Fendi Casa couches she picked out for the Stark Tower living room, waiting for your dadâs update.
You hear loud knocks against the window to see Spiderman himself, signaling you to open the window. Y/n opens the window for Peter to enter.
âPeter, do you realize what youâve done? You couldâve died. What the hell were you thinking? Did you not think about the consequences of your actions?â Y/n bombards him with questions.
Peter removes his mask as Y/n notices the redness in eyes, her anger washes away immediately.
âMy actions? Those bad guys had millions worth of weapons of destruction. Somebody had to stop them, I didnât want to sit around and wait for bad things to happen because I have a responsibility to the world.â Peter defends himself.
âNo Peter, you are not like one of the Avengers just yet, youâre only 16. My dad told you to stay away from those guys and you didnât listen. Your responsibilities are your education and your Aunt May because if anything happens to you, it might kill her.â Y/n replies.
âAnd besides, how could we even forget about Liz Allan, Peter Parkerâs dream girl and Spenceâs brightest, nobody couldâve forgotten about her. Even when sheâs not here, sheâs still being talked about. Donât you see how frustrating it was for me to live behind her shadows when we were growing up?â You feel your tears pooling.
âWe were best of friends, Peter, but I always felt like I had to prove myself to the UES while Liz⌠She didnât need to, she was the perfect student, the perfect daughter, heck she was Spenceâs Golden girl. I was just the salutatorian, always coming in second. My parents wanted me to be like my best friend, they put the pressure on me and not on my siblings, because they knew that living in the High society means having to show yourself that you are the best of what your parents are. You know how my dad is.â Y/n continues.
âI was just trying to do the right thing, Y/n. Youâre Y/n Stark, an Upper East Sider and Iâm just Peter Parker from Queens, I canât say the right words to make you feel better because my life is no walk in the park either. Iâm scared, okay? Iâm scared that if I donât do something about it, I might lose an important someone again.â Peter sighs.
â-And LizâŚ. Liz was my real first crush, the first girl I ever truly liked, and sheâs always been nice to me. I just⌠I care for her. I care for you too, Y/n.. You have no idea hard it was for me try and not to like you because I do, I really really do.â Peter adds.
âPeter-â You try to put your hand on his arm but his hand stops you from doing so.
âIâm sorry⌠for everything.â He looks at you with a sincere look on his face.
âGet your hands off my daughter, Mr. Parker.â Tony walks in in full Iron Man gear.
âSweetie, itâs time to go home.â Your dad steps off from his suit and walks over towards you.
Peter lets go of you as the two of you look at one another.
âDad, itâs only 3 pm.â You remind him.
âI donât care. I need to have a word with Mr. Parker, alone.â Your dad looks at you sternly.
âBye Peter.â You smile weakly at him before heading out.
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âIs he there?â Y/n and your three friends are on a three-way call to prepare you for the date with Ted Vanderbilt. The three girls are already seated at the Tavern.
âHe just arrived! Heâs wearing a gray blazer, white button downs, and dress shoes. He looks so gorgeous, Y/n/n.â Maddie sighs.
âHey, ease up on the squealing, heâs my date.â Y/n reminds Maddie.
âAlright alright.. Settle down. Anyway, are you near? Heâs already seated down.â Eliza asks.
âTurn your phone off ladies, Iâm about to enter.â You tell your friends as you step out of the car.
âIâll call you when I need you, Happy.â You smile at your fatherâs personal security.
Happy just nods and heads back inside the car.
âShow time.â A smirk forms on your face.
Before you could walk inside the restaurant, you see a red and blue object swinging around. Peter followed you again.
âItâs time to let go, Parker⌠Because as of this moment, Iâm already trying to.â Y/n thinks to herself.
You walk inside to see to see the golden blonde boy seated at your favorite spot in your favorite restaurant while your friends are seated 3 tables away, all three of them giving you the thumbs up.
âHi, you must be Ted Vanderbilt.â You smile down at the handsome fella.
He stands up from his seat, a bit shaken but leans in to kiss you on the cheek, not that you mind or anything.
âAnd youâre THE Y/n Stark. Wow. Gala pictures donât do you justice.â He smiles at you before the two of you can sit down.
Good answer, Vanderbilt.Â
Looks like Peter Parker may just have found a loophole out of Y/n Starkâs life. At least he now has time to focus on the ex-best friend Liz Allan, the former golden girl, but now just an old name for everyone on the UES, because right now, itâs all about Y/n Stark and her Waldorf-esque emergence from the chrysalis of Spenceâs Red Door
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