#kidnapper peter

[starker-sorbet]

Peter loved Tony Stark, he always had. It's why he dedicated himself to his studies all so he could take a job at SI to get closer to the man. What he hadn't expected was for Tony to actually talk to him one day in the staff break room. Apparently the coffee machine in his lab had broken down so he came here to make himself some. It seemed like destiny to Peter. An opportunity to actually talk to the man and to try and get himself noticed as more than just another worker. And it must have worked as Tony kept coming down to the break room for coffee when after his lab's coffee machine had been fixed, and he never failed to strike up a conversation with Peter whilst there. Peter was overjoyed at this. The frequent conversations allowed him to get closer to his boss until they could almost call themselves friends. But most importantly Tony now trusted him enough that if Peter made a cup of coffee ready for him he'd happily take and drink it. So all it took was one day with not many people about to lace Tony's drink with something to make him sleepy and to 'help' the man up to his penthouse. After that it was simple to use Tony's private elevator to go down to the man's garage and drive away. And now Peter had Tony all to himself without anyone getting in the way.

[sillyboy12million]

Possibly one of the silliest monkees clips I have!

[idk-bruh-20]

Irondad fic ideas #154

CW: this one's pretty gruesome. read at your own risk 

Peter is a young child who's been kidnapped. His parents and/or his aunt and uncle were killed and he was taken. Along with a bunch of other little kids, he's been held captive and experimented on.

When the Avengers suddenly bust the kidnapping operation, the kidnappers try at the last second to destroy their research. They gas the small room where the kids are being held.

It's Iron Man who ends up blasting through. What he finds is horrifying. All but one of the children are dead.

The one who's left is just sitting among the bodies, crying, shocked, terrified. Iron Man carries him out of there, then once they're safe from the gas Tony steps out of the suit to comfort the kid while he's given oxygen.

Little 5-year-old Peter Parker imprints on his savior hard.

He just went through an unimaginable amount of trauma, then Iron Man burst through like an avenging angel. This is the first time he's ever felt protected in his memory. Tony holds the crying kid, and the kid can tolerate no one else near him.

This becomes a slight problem when they get back to base. But Tony can't find it in him to let SHIELD take the kid away, let them strip him of this one tiny bit of comfort. He keeps seeing all those other kids when he closes his eyes.

This one needs him right now. And if "right now" eventually becomes "this is my son," well. Who could've predicted that.

[unhingedaroaceboi]

prayer circle for Tony's ass in my starker WIP

[angellyslion]

Quand un enfant meurt kidnappe en un d'une autre dimension Chapitre 1

Tony Stark, le dirigeant de la terre-2666616, depuis deux ans cherche une manière de ramener son précieux fils à la maison. Son enfant a été leur petit lumière et la personne qui maintenait tout le monde ensemble. Il était leur boussole morale.

La personne la plus douce et gentille qu'il connaît. Il avait un coeur en or. Il l'a trouvé, un soir d'hiver dans la rue. Ses vêtements été abîmé et sale. Il avait des contusions et des cicatrices sur tout son corps . Il l'a ramener à la tour. Bruce l'a examiné et soigné. Ils ont découvert que sa tante était abusive et l'avait mit dehors suite à la mort de son oncle. Sans aucune hésitation, le groupe a adopté l'enfant.

« Boss, nous avons trouvé une dimension compatible ! Dans cet univers, il y a quelques changements. Pour commencer le plus gros changement Peter sera Pénélope. Elle n'a pas de pouvoir et elle sera plus jeune, si les informations son correcte elle aura douze ans. Les Avengers de son monde sont morts ou à la retraite. Ils ne vous empêcheront pas de récupérer l'enfant. Nous ignorons si sa tante l'a traité de la même manière cependant.

- Parfait, sa tante ne sera pas un problème à traiter ! Je vais prévenir les autres de cette avancée ! Tony Stark connu sous le nom de Superior Ironman cconvoque une réunion d'urgence des Avengers.

- Si j'ai rassemblé tout le monde, j'ai une bonne nouvelle ! Vous savez que j'ai essayé de trouver un monde compatible au notre ?

- Oui !

- Mon équipe en a trouvé un. Il y a quelques différences, notamment que dans cet univers Peter n'existe pas mais Pénélope si. Elle sera plus jeune que notre Peter et elle n'aura pas de pouvoir.

- Tu veux remplacer notre enfant ?! Crie Bucky.

- Non, personne ne remplacera Pete. Depuis sa disparition, nous sommes tous misérable. Nous ne passons plus de temps ensemble. Chacun fait ce qu'il veut Et je me suis dis si nous il nous manque un Pete peut-être que là-bas, il y en a un qui a besoin de nous, qui n'a pas ses Avengers qui prennent soins de lui

- Tony a raison. Et si nous accueillons une fille, les choses vont être différentes.

- Stephen serait-il possible que tu modifies la mémoire de tout le monde pour faire croire que nous avons toujours eu une fille depuis que nous l'avons adopté, il y a deux ans ? S'ils remarquent que nous avons un deuxième enfant des questions seront posés et je n'ai pas envie d'expliquer le pourquoi du pourquoi.

- Bien sûr, j'aurai juste besoin de voir à quoi elle ressemble avant de lancer le sort.

- Parfait !

- Nous allons préparer sa chambre aujourd'hui. Et demain un volontaire et moi irons la récupérer.

- Tu veux prendre quelle chambre ?

- Celle qui est à côté de Peter ! Pour l'instant, personne ne touche à la chambre de Pete. Nat et Wanda, je vous confie la tâche de lui acheter des vêtements et ce qu'il faut pour une jeune adolescente de douze ans, bien entendu vous avez un budget ilimité !

- Bien sûr Tony ! Une fois que tout le monde ai vaqué à ses occupations. Tony murmure pour lui-même devant la vue de New-York qui s'étendait devant lui baigné par la lumière du soleil levant.

- Bientôt tout reviendra comme avant. J'ai hâte de te récupérer mon enfant bien-aimé ! Je ne ferai pas les mêmes erreurs deux fois. Je te donnerai le monde sur un plateau d'argent si tu me le demande ! JARVIS !

- Oui Monsieur ?

- Quand Pénélope sera ici, réactive tout les programmes de protection ! J'en rajouterai une fois qu'elle sera installée en fonction de comment elle est et réagi à sa nouvelle vie.

- Bien patron !

- Merci JARVIS.

---

Le lendemain matin, Tony et Bucky se tiennent devant le portail en direction de la terre 616.

- Buck prêt à récupérer notre enfant ?

- Oui j'ai hâte de l'avoir dans mes bras !

- Bientôt, très bientôt, elle sera avec nous ! Et cette fois-ci rien ne nous l'enleverra !

Le duo traverse le portail.

Chapitre suivant ->

[itscrazycasey]

Tony, answering the phone at 3am: hello…?

Kidnapper: we have your son.

Tony: excuse me?

Kidnapper: we have you son Peter.

Tony, laughing: no, he has you. Good luck. Hey, tell the kid to be home for lab day tomorrow, yeah? Thanks.

[certifiedlovergirlsstuff]

hi love! if ur willing to write it can we get just the classic Peter parker saving reader from danger? could be a fire, or a villain, or any other disaster u deem fit

ly tysm<3

gn!reader tw: reader gets slapped

“tell us!”

“i don’t know! he wears a mask for a reason!” wrist straining against duct tape.

your captor held up large printed photos, “well the photos of you two would beg to differ. so just tell us and you’ll be on your marry way.” you’ll be dead before your wrist are free, best to just wait them out.

“and i’m sure said photos don’t include his face. just because we talk doesn’t mean we’re close. probably why you mistake your relationships.” your kidnapper slapped you so hard your head whipped to the side.

“you’ve got an hour to make a choice.” him and his buddy left you in the small room, taped to a creaky chair. your eyes dropped to the simple necklace sitting on your collarbones, a faint red glow from the planted gps was your only hope.”

“come on, spidey.” too afraid to even whisper peter’s name.

you weren’t sure how much time passed, but you could hear loud commotion, yelling mixed with a few loud blast. then it quieted, it unnerved you.

your heart pounded against your chest when you saw the knob wiggle then heard the door being pushed in. to your relief, there stood spider-man.

a huge sigh of relief was released when he worked your wrist and ankles free, you immediately wrapped them behind his neck. “you’re safe. don’t worry baby.” his words muffled by your ear. “i got you.”

[thefiery-phoenix]

YANDERE PETER PARKER WITH A KIDNAPPED READER

May god bless that fool who decided to kidnap you. If someone had the wonderfully bright idea to kidnap you, Peter would literally lose his shit. We all know that bby boi Peter is a complete friendly cinnamon roll but when it comes to your safety he will not be compromising

So when a random villain kidnaps you and sends him a video of you tied up to a chair and bleeding, saying that they'd have their 'fun' with you, Peter is a storm of emotions. He's a storm of guilt that he couldn't protect you, angry and pissed at himself and really really worried about your safety. Under no circumstances will he let those filthy scumbags who dared to touch you live to see another day. Peter takes his anger out on a few inanimate objects and tries calming down since you were still in the clutches of those morons

So, he immediately changed into his spiderman suit and to be honest, he never felt that kind of burning and intense passion to do something before. The fact that you were hurt and miserable in the hands of some villain made his heart twist with guilt and shatter into a million pieces but he used that as determination to find out where you were. But luckily Peter gave you a bracelet that you always wore that had a tracker on it. And with the help of EDITH he traced your location to an abandoned warehouse. He saw you looking more hurt than ever now and he let out a choked sob as he rushed towards your side and cradled you in his arms

"S-spiderman?'' you mumbled weakly and he put his palm on your cheek and replied "Shh.. it's okay, I'm here. Everything's going to be all right now. No one can hurt you while I'm here....'' and as he was cutting your ropes, the villains came out from behind the shadows and started firing against Peter. But it was of no use since Peter managed to dodge their bullets and well.... he ended up beating the hell out of them. He made a mental note to finish them off in the most brutal way possible but right now, his main concern was you

He gently scooped you in his arms and carried you to a hospital bridal style. The doctors managed to clean your wounds and you had to get some stitches done. After you were feeling all right, you wanted to thank Spiderman but he wasn't there at that moment and you thought of thanking him later if you saw him. Your friendly neighborhood spiderman on the other hand wasn't behaving in a 'friendly' manner at the moment since he managed to finish torturing those filthy scumbags who dared to kidnap you and ended up killing them

Later he paid a visit to your house and you told him how brave Spiderman was and he saved you from your kidnappers. He felt a warm fuzzy feeling in his heart and his chest swelled with pride. You had complimented him! He was literally on the freaking moon at that moment. He hugged you and told you things would be all right but it looks like he had to 'take you home' sooner than later. After all, we wouldn't want something like to happen again now, would we? Lol and even if it did, Peter's blood pressure would soar through the roof and he'd have a literal heart attack

[periprose]

Angsty/Sad imagine idea for insomniac!peter parker

Reader dies in his arms or he visits her grave for the first time and he says something like "we weren't supposed to end like this" and its just sad....

😭 this ask made me sad but also excited to write! Thanks for requesting it.

/

"How is Spider-Man supposed to reach us in time?" The woman tied up next to you quivered in fear. "Those assholes having been taunting their guns for the last twenty minutes... oh God..."

You never worried if Peter would show up to rescue you in time. Ever since Fisk had gotten jailed, multiple up-and-coming criminals had taken this as their chance to shine.

Unfortunately for you, that meant being kidnapped or harassed, and often you'd get out of those situations thanks to the police- but being Spider-Man's girlfriend sometimes had it's privileges, namely that you could text him discreetly for help and he'd be on his way.

You always felt bad about it. You knew there were worse, harsher things happening out there. But Peter always insisted that you ask for help.

Usually it would end in a quick brawl, and you'd be safely thwipped into his arms, no harm done as you'd swing back to your apartment in safety.

This time, though? It's a lot more serious. These thugs want to "directly send a message to Spider-Man", and it's by poor luck that they've discovered your connection to him.

Every once in a while, they taunt you, but you're sure Peter will rescue you. You've sent him a text and he's read it- he must be frantically swinging right now.

"He's coming, don't worry." You try to comfort the woman beside you, but to no avail- she mutters that Spider-Man doesn't deserve a girlfriend if this is what happens to her, and that you need higher standards.

"This one's getting too confident, boss." One of the thugs kicks your side after hearing your remark, and you wince. "Being pretty won't save you now, bitch."

The woman next to you shrieks in fear- but she suddenly gasps in relief, and you see him, red-and-blue Spider-Man saviour swinging directly to the intersection you're currently kneeling at.

"I've got you, stay down!" Spider-Man shouts at you and the other hostages. He doesn't have a hint of his usual, tension-breaking humour, and it fills you with dread.

The pavement hurts your knees, but you stay down, not wanting to draw attention now as Spider-Man attacks and webs up your kidnappers. He's putting a lot more emphasis into his punches- it seems like they've really ruffled his feathers this time.

Of course, Peter's actually furious- he doesn't know how they figured out your connection to him, and he's desperate to take you away and hide you somewhere safe.

He wonders if he can convince you to move to New Jersey.

After a blur of punches, Peter sees that there's just one more guy to defeat- he swings forward, the guy shoots his gun, a flurry of bullets ricocheting everywhere, and Peter doesn't care about the sudden searing pain in his side- he takes him down.

He turns- hoping that you're still okay to go home now- but the woman next to you is crying hysterically, pointing to your slumped over body.

Oh no. Oh no. No, no, no.

Peter starts running, not with the confident poise of Spider-Man, but with the fear of a young man about to lose the one person he truly, truly cared about.

He scrambles over the pavement, where you're lying in a pool of your own blood, gunshot wounds scattered across your body- it just seems unnecessarily unfair, so needlessly cruel that the universe decided that you would take all those bullets. They should've hit him- he would've gladly taken every single shot.

"No, no. Please-" Peter squeezes your hand, as you look up at him, tears falling out of your eyes. Your face is ghostly pale, you're shuddering- but you still have enough time to say something.

"Keep... going..." You try, because you don't want Peter to blame himself for your own stupidity.

"No. Please, somebody help her!" Peter shouts, gritting his teeth, and there's nobody left here but him and you. Everyone else has ran off- and Peter's too shaken to call an ambulance at this moment. "I don't know what to do, don't- don't-"

You know what he means, and you're trying. You're using all your might to not die here, to let yourself be rescued and healed. But you can't let Peter stay agonized like this, not when he means so much to people, not when he protects so much more than just you, so you use your last reserve of energy to speak, even though he tries to shush you.

"New York... needs... you."

"I need you!" Peter yells, and you can tell he's crying under the mask. "It should've been me, I could've taken it- please don't-"

But Peter's luck always runs out, and it seems like the universe wants him to lose even more than he ever has. Your grip loosens from his hand, your eyes glaze over, and even though he sobs, clings on to you even more tightly- you just aren't there to hug him back this time.

/

It's been a month since Peter lost you so unceremoniously.

He stares at your gravestone in disbelief. None of this feels real- he was sure that if anyone in this world had to die from random criminals, it should've been him.

All the time, he feels like he's waiting for a phone call from you. He still swings by your apartment- your things have been removed, he can see that through the window.

Even though he saw your body being taken away into the ambulance, where you were immediately proclaimed dead, and he was at your funeral. It's like the reality of the situation is refusing to sink in his mind.

Even worse, he's taken out his rage on every petty criminal that comes his way now, as Spider-Man. J. Jonah Jameson loves it, calls him even more of a vengeance on the city, and that he should be behind bars.

Peter would be behind bars gladly if it meant you would've been safe. Maybe being Spider-Man was a mistake.

But he can't forget your last words. The last thing Peter would ever do is disappoint you, and he knows what you wanted. That he would keep protecting the city, that he would keep going despite it all.

Damn it, he hates you sometimes. Hates that you still know how to inspire hope in him, that you're such a significant presence in his heart that you're permanently etched there now. He hates how much he loves you, and how he's going to forever listen to you.

He just wishes you were here to see it through.

"We weren't supposed to end like this. It was supposed to be me and you, together, living a full life." He whispers. "It... it was supposed to be us, and our kids, our grandkids, hell even great grandkids, and then, only then, would I accept it. That we would be allowed to-"

He still can't bring himself to say die. So he lets himself swallow the agony, the sobs that always threaten to ebb out of his throat, and rests another bouquet of flowers at your grave.

[starker-sorbet]

Obsessive Stalker Peter keeping the object of his love locked within his basement

[minimarvelh]

Okay but imagine if Peter actually act the way we portrayed how gen Z will act if they ever get kidnapped?

Kidnapers: we have your son, you better give us certain thousands...

Peter at the back: I ONLY VALUE THOUSANDS????

Tony on the other side: kid, could you please shut the fu-

OMG YES HAHAHAHA

Peter: no, wait, really, you think I am worthy only thousands?!? MAKE IT BILLIO-

Tony: PETER, SHUT THE-

***

Peter: I’m hungry

Kidnapper, confused: w-what?

Peter: I’m hungry.

Kidnapper: and what? I don’t care.

Peter: hey, it’s rude. anyway, I would like you to bring me hot chocolate, please, with some..

***

Peter: -and that’s how I fall into the cave full of giraffes.

Kidnapper *worried*: god, I feel so sorry for Mr.Stark, it must be so hard to keep you alive.

***

Peter: I want to sleep.

Kidnapper: what?

Peter: I.want.to.sleep.

Kidnapper: so? go sleep.

Peter: I can’t

Kidnapper: why?

Peter: every time before going to sleep I am listening hozier.

Kidnapper: and what?

Peter: ..sing me “take me to church”

Kidnapping: wtf? did you kidnap me or it was otherwise?

Peter: it doesn’t matter.

Kidnapper: it DOES matter.

Peter: I said 👹sing👹

Kidnapper, after singing this song 72 times: I just..can’t do it anymore. maybe you want to watch something..anything..I will bring tv here.

Peter: LoL, my attention span would NEVER. I am basically like this fish named Dory, but the human.

(thank you for sending me this ask!! Have a good day❤️‍🩹)

[idk-bruh-20]

Irondad fic ideas #131

Tony Stark has been kidnapped. Barely a year after saving the universe, and fresh out of a coma -- he's gone. Everyone is doing everything they possibly can to find him. The Avengers, the government, the cops, everyone.

Well... everyone except Morgan. Nobody will let her help.

Irritated, determined, alone, and terrified, Morgan finally decides to take matters into her own hands. 

Her mom wants to keep her away from the search. The Avengers and other adults won't take her seriously. But she knows of one hero who might support her. A hero known for guiding kids to their lost parents (though usually the kid is the lost one, but her mom always says her dad is immature so he probably counts).

She remembers her dad's stories. This hero would understand her need to help, to do something, too.

It's weird that nobody has thought to call this person in for the search anyway, and it's weirder that FRIDAY doesn't seem to have any info on them, but Morgan is persistent.

She sets out to ask Spider-Man to help her find her missing dad.

This is a remix of an old fic idea (#44, which no one has done yet btw!) that I just thought of ^_^

[yourmomsgranddad]

— NEW PERSPECTIVE

— PAIRING: Peter Parker x fem!reader

— SUMMARY: What is Peter to do when men in building start turning up missing? Definitely not expect his new neighbor who's super nice.

— WORD COUNT: 1.6k

— WARNINGS: maybe one curse, tony not giving a single fuck, a few mentions of jennifer's, mention of demons, definitely not lore-accurate but who cares

Peter was very wary being in his first apartment by himself. He wasn't used to being alone but he was making it work.

It definitely helped considering you were his neighbor.

You moved in on the same day.

He had been done with putting his stuff away so he decided to help you with yours.

You claimed you didn't need his help; you were trying to learn how to live on your own, you didn't need a strong man doing everything for you.

He liked the flattery, so he left you alone.

But that didn't stop from saying hi to you in the hallways, keeping up conversation while getting your mail. You two were becoming friends.

That was until the first person in your building went missing.

Peter was worried, he never knew the person, of course, but still crime happening right under where he sleeps, it was frightening,

"You are not cut out for New York." Tony replied once Peter recounted the story to him while he was working on his suit.

"I'm not cut out for New York because I'm scared of getting kidnapped?" Peter looked at him perturbed, it was a very normal fear to have.

Tony stopped his work completely, pushed his goggles down and looked at Peter incredulously.

"You're scared? Of getting kidnapped? At your big age? Ok." He snorted before going back to work like it was nothing.

He kind of figured Tony wouldn't treat the situation with any severity, he was Iron-Man for crying out loud. Nothing at this point scared him. Except Pepper.

But just because he thought it wasn't serious, but he was still going to stay on the look-out.

One thing he didn't notice on his look-out: you.

You were missing.

You were no longer there for your morning talks while you got your mail. No longer there when he came back from his classes to ask how it went.

It was like you were gone.

He started to think you moved.

But then you popped back up, out of nowhere. Like you never left.

Returned morning mail talks, the smiles you'd pass him when you were on your way to work.

He had completely forgotten about your hiatus.

It never happened.

Things were finally settling back into normal, kidnapping was the last thing on Peter's mind.

But then it happened again. This time, it was a guy who was way closer to Peter's apartment, next door in fact.

He knew he was Spider-Man, but then stop his timbers from being shivered.

"So you're telling me a second kidnapping has hit your apartment building?" Tony tried to contain his joy at his joke but Peter and Morgan both seemed the opposite of pleased.

"You really think that was a good joke to make? What happened to 'never forget'?" Peter crossed his arms, causing Morgan to do the same even though she knew nothing about what they were talking about.

He just rolled his eyes.

"I don't know why you're not more concerned. I could be kidnapped today or tomorrow!" The boy shook in fear.

"You're Spider-Man and you're scared of a kidnapper?"

He shrugged. Just because he gained these muscles and these reflexes didn't mean he lost all of his fears. Although he felt like he should've.

"Forget about the kidnapper! What about this girl, your neighbor? Asked her out yet?" Tony wasn't looking at him, just focusing on his sandwich he was supposed to eating.

Peter looked down, now he was focusing on his sandwich. He was hungry but mostly because he didn't have an answer.

He never got any further than hallway conversations with you. He never asked for your number. He never asked any personal questions. He wasn't even in the friend-zone; he was nowhere.

To make matters worse, you had disappeared again.

Peter thought it was weird. Maybe you had family gatherings that you had to go to often and they were very frequent. Maybe you got sick a lot.

"Or maybe she's kidnapping your neighbors." MJ joked, looking up from her book to give her friend the crazy eyes.

Lightbulb.

He knew his friend was joking but there was some truth in her words. I mean there was the fact that you disappeared right after every kidnapping. It would make sense.

Just then Ned gasped, dropping his book, causing an overwhelming shush to befall the library they were in. He shuddered.

He rolled his eyes before looking at his friends, going back to what he was going to say. "What if she's a succubus? Like Jennifer?" He whispered harshly.

"Aniston?" Peter tried at the same time MJ questioned, "Love Hewitt?"

"I pissed neither of you said Garner. But no. Jennifer Check from Jennifer's Body. Like how she had to eat men to stay young."

Both MJ and Peter wanted to disprove that theory, Ned sounded absolutely crazy. He was most likely watching scary movies the night before. But something about it sounded real. Like it could be true.

"Ok, so what if you're right? What hasn't she eaten me yet?" Peter wondered, I mean he was the closest.

"Well two reasons. One, she thinks you'll taste nasty. Or two, you're her Needy. She only kills other people so Needy will only get her attention."

Peter didn't think that one to be true. You never once shown interest in him. In fact, the one time he tried to get closer to you, you pushed him away.

Then suddenly, another lightbulb.

He looked to his two friends with a smirk that let them know the next thing he was about to say was going to get them arrested in the near future.

"There's one way to test your theory, Ned."

—

Here they were, sneaking into your apartment holding flashlights, regretting ever leaving the library.

At least MJ was.

Peter noticed nothing out of the ordinary about your apartment. Just the stuff that made it your home.

He found it lovely.

MJ and Ned felt like they were intruding and for sure, committing a crime.

But nothing looked out of place. It looked like a normal apartment, not succubus-like.

Well nothing besides the two yous hanging out in the closet.

"Sorry! I was supposed to be nosey." Ned tried to apologize to the clones but it didn't matter, you both were very much asleep.

"Holy shit!" MJ yelled before Peter jumped forward, putting his hands over her mouth. He was too late although, one of you woke up.

All of three of them couldn't help screaming.

Gasping for air as you hit the ground, as if you were underwater.

Peter jumped out to catch you but it was kind of hard since you were far away.

"Don't worry! I'm not the bad one!" You forced out, your voice hoarse from not talking in a while. You were clutching your chest, hoping to feel your heartbeat.

"How can we believe that?" Ned wondered skeptically as he backed away from you, holding his arms up in the fighting positions.

Abruptly, the other one awoke and lunged at you, pushing to the ground. Her teeth, wild and sharp and animalistic. She barked and hissed like rabid wolf.

"I'm going to eat you whole!" Her voice deep and overbearing, it sounded nothing like you.

"I thought you only ate guys!" You retorted, using the most strength you had to keep her at bay.

"I go both ways."

"Like the movie!" Ned excitedly shouted, looking to his friends as if they were going to share in his joy. As if they weren't in a dangerous situation right now.

A fire-blast shot through your doorway, knocking the clone off of your chest and out cold.

You got off the floor immediately, looking at the damage and catching your breath once more. This is not how you wanted your move to New York to be like at all.

"Dude, there was a demon on your chest." Your eyes shot to your door that was very much open and that very much had Tony Stark in it, holding his repulsor on his hand.

"Oh now you believe me!" Peter shouted, throwing his arms up in anguish.

—

You were now sitting on Peter's couch.

You weren't allowed to be in your apartment while the scientists extracted the body of the demon.

You didn't really have time to be freaked out, it was something that barely happened to you so you had nothing to grieve. It was kind of like you were sleep for 2 seconds.

"You okay?" Peter decided to sit next to you, he didn't want to leave you alone while you were feeling whatever you were feeling.

"Not really but there's nothing really to freak out about. I would say it was a victimless crime but 2 guys lost their lives." He knew he shouldn't chuckle but he couldn't get over the fact that this might have been the first conversation he had with the real you.

"I can't believe this is like the first time I'm talking to you. This whole time I was talking to a literal demon."

"It's not the first time." His eyebrows furrowed. "I talked to you the first day you moved in. I remember complimenting your muscles." You smiled, a real one and not demonic.

"So that was you?"

"Yeah. I thought you were cute but then the demon bitch took me out." Again, felt inappropriate to laugh but you both had to.

"So you're saying there was a chance?" He looked at you curiously, he didn't want to ruin it.

"Still is."

Your hand slowly but surely made it toward his, clutching tightly. He smiled at the sight, he had no more questions, he was sure.

Without warning, Tony popped up in the doorway again, this time without the Iron-Man adornments.

"Congrats, kid." He flicked him a thumbs-up. "Um, if you have another demon grab onto your likeness, well, good luck, Charlie. And with that, he was gone, not another word.

You were gonna ask but you were done with questions for the day. All you really wanted to do was fall asleep in your cute neighbor's arms.

Which you did.

[angellyslion]

Quand un enfant meurt kidnappe en un d'une autre dimension Chapitre 2

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Pénélope Parker douze ans a une mauvaise sensation dès son réveil. Elle peut sentir que quelque chose va se passer, elle en ignore sa nature et qu'elle en seront ses conséquences.Elle applique du fond de teint sur ses bleus visible. Elle soupire. Personne ne sais que sa tante est violente avec elle, même ses amis les plus proches.Elle attend que sa tante parte travailler pour aller à son tour au collège.Moins elle voit sa tante, plus elle évite les ennuis, mieux elle se porte et moins elle a besoin de se maquiller pour cacher son secret.Durant sa première heure de cours, elle est appelé au bureau du proviseur. Elle regarde son ami de toujours Ned Leeds. Il l'a regarde d'un air interrogateur. Elle hausse des épaules.L'adolescente récupéré ses affaires et se dirige vers le bureau du principal, anxieuse. Elle s'imagine d'innombrables scénario qui se finissent mal. À ce qu'elle sache, elle n'a rien fait pour être convoquée ni pour être punie. Elle fait partie des élèves les plus calme et prometteur de l'école.- Vous m'avez appelé Monsieur ?- Oui ! Vous ne inquiétez pas Miss Parker Vous n'avez aucun problème ! Certains membres du FBI souhaitent vous parler à propos de la mort de votre oncle. Vous devez les suivre dans un endroit plus discret, où la sécurité est renforcée et où aucune écoute indiscrète pour à être fait. Votre tente a été prévenue. - Bien, souffle l'adolescente. Elle espère que sa tente ne dira rien à son retour et je lui posera aucune questions suite à cette entretien. Son mauvais pressentiment n'a fait que croître. - Si vous voulez bien nous suivre mademoiselle Parker. L'adolescente ne dit rien elle hoche juste de la tête et les suit dans un silence de mort. Nous sommes obligés de vous bandez les yeux pour vous escortez au bureau du FBI. Elle acquises. Le bandeau est posé sur ses yeux.Après plusieurs minutes de routes et qu'elle soit conduites dans une pièce sans fenêtre mais avec un miroir sans teint le bandeau lui est retiré. Elle est seule. - Les inspecteurs vont arriver. Je vous prierai de bien vouloir vous asseoir en les attendant. L'enfant s'exécute par peur de représailles. Elle sait qu'elle est observée et qu'il fallait éviter qu'elle s'attire des problèmes.Quelques minutes plus tard, quand Pénélope aperçoit les deux hommes qui ont pénétré dans la pièce. La panique l'envahit et elle s'évanouit. Une fois que la jeune fille se réveille.

[haveihitanerve]

Peter Quill is the type of guy to randomly drop little pieces of Ravager lore on the Guardians and then continue on like nothing happened, like when your dad reveals hes wanted in five countries type shit and Guardians always get whiplash like… shit. I forgot hes a ravager. Like-

Rocket: hey you ever been to Trivida? Looks nice Peter: oh yeah i've been. Really pretty place. One time a few guys thought itd be funny to stick me in a burlap sack, so cliche right? And they threw me out of the ship. It took Yondu seven days to find me…………….. Also i never saw those guys again. Huh. Anyway its a nice planet. Cool people.  Rocket:....... Im sorry what the fu- ~ Gamora: hey Peter, theres this creature thing that uh, wants to talk to you? Peter: oh! Achilles hey! Achilles, a giant flesh eating tentacle monster: Petey! Tell your old man I said hi why don't you! You never visit me anymore! Peter, who has Yondu saved as ‘kidnapper’ in his pager: oh yeah defo! He misses you too Gamora:...... what ~ Groot: I am Groot Peter: no no, sorry i cant Groot: i am Groot? Peter: yeah my legs magnetic because when i was like fourteen i wanted to steal this relic and then uh this older dude Macho didn't like that and he replaced my leg with a fire hydrant. Anyway want some nachos?  Groot:.... Holy shi-

Just peter dropping lore the Guardians have no idea what to do with

[kandisheek]

FIC REC WEEK 52 – DAILY THEMES

EXES TO LOVERS

Finding A Way Back by Neverever

Pairing: Steve/Tony Rating: T Words: 4,219 Tags: Mutual Pining, Spiders, Superfamily

Summary: When Tony hurts his back, ex-husband Steve stays with him to take care of their son, Peter. Peter likes this arrangement a lot.

Reasons why I love it: Aww, thank god for Peter and his meddling ways, otherwise Steve and Tony might never have gotten their heads out of their asses. Peter is absolutely adorable in this even when he's being a terror, I love him so much. And the way Steve and Tony make up is super sweet. I love this fic, and I bet you will too, so I hope you check it out!

How to Date a Superhero Without Even Trying by sabrecmc

Pairing: Steve/Tony Rating: M Words: 18,270 Tags: Identity Porn, Interrupted Non-Con, Hurt/Comfort

Summary: Based on a prompt from a Tumblr Anon, it's 2am and Tony drunk dials his ex. He gets Captain America instead.

Reasons why I love it: God, I want to punch Ty and his little lackeys straight in the face. Thank god for Steve swooping in to save the day. As always, sabre's writing is impeccable, the backstory is fantastic, and I really love the resolution at the end. This fic is part of her Thank You Fics Round 3, and I've actually recced another one of these before, but once again I want to encourage you to just read all of them, because they're all amazing.

all I ever knew of love by mistymountainking

Pairing: Steve/Tony Rating: E Words: 10,394 Tags: Mutual Pining, Angst with a Happy Ending, Hurt Tony

Summary: For six months, nobody knew that Tony Stark and Steve Rogers were dating. Which means no one knows they broke up six weeks ago.

Reasons why I love it: Aw, look at our idiot boys in love! The angst is so good, and the fluff at the end makes it even better. I'm always a sucker for near-death experiences, and this one is truly excellent! Definitely check this one out, it's amazing!

sorry not sorry by earliebirb

Pairing: Steve/Tony Rating: T Words: 1,506 Tags: Office AU, No Powers AU, Fluff

Summary: The moment he steps into the pantry, he starts to wonder if his dependence on caffeine has truly reached concerning levels to the point of causing hallucinations because standing right there in the pantry of the New York office is one Steve Rogers.   Tony’s ex-boyfriend is standing right there, arranging some boxes on the kitchen counter, like he’s been there all along and not living in Germany for the past two years. 

Reasons why I love it: I love a cheeky Steve who knows what he wants, especially if what he wants is Tony. This fic is super cute – Tony is an adorable mess, and Steve clearly wants to eat him up just as much as that box of donuts. And the ending is super sweet. I hope you go and check this one out for yourself, because it's lovely!

Rocky Road by sayah1112

Pairing: Steve/Tony Rating: M Words: 12,045 Tags: Identity Porn, Assumed Cheating, Threats of Violence

Summary: Tony Stark has been kidnapped... again. This time is different that the others, though, because his kidnappers are not interested in a ransom. They mean to kill him. His only hope rests upon the smashed smartwatch on his wrist that doesn't seem to want to work. When a call finally goes through, it's to the last person in the world he wants to talk to. His ex-boyfriend, Grant Stevens, who he put in his phone as FuckHead.

Reasons why I love it: I really love the misunderstanding here, it's completely reasonable for Tony to have thought what he did despite the truth. And the torture scene made my skin crawl, it's so well-written. Plus, the ending where they make up is really sweet. I love this fic so much, and I bet you will too, so I hope you check it out!