#maybe Tony tries to win Peter back

[winterspiderpurrs]

Okay okay

Prompt

Years before Alpha Tony and Omega Peter were engaged. But then Tony took over another fraction of the Mafia. And after a big fight, he broke off the engaged.

It's been 10 years.

Tony got into the elevator. He was attending a tech conference in town. Maybe he has wife maybe he just has a gf there with him.

But then he notices the Alpha of the Russian mob stopping the elevator to get on. Bucky Barnes. The Winter Soldier. He had only taken over 9 years before. He had worked in the background before. Was more of a shadow. When they met 5 years back, Tony questioned him. All he said was, "Priorities changed"

They were corgual but rarely interacted. They nod at each other. But then a little girl ran into the elevator, laughing. Followed by who Tony realized is Peter. His Peter. The Peter he pushed away. Who quickly holds the little girls hand, smiling softly down at her. Not appearing to have noticed Tony in the back of the elevator.

" Daddy! Can we go swimming later!"

"Maybe, ask your папа"

The little turns to Bucky " Please папа!"

Funny enough the little girl has big brown eye's, that don't match Bucky's.

[maladaptivefanfic]

I Want a Nurse

Bucky Barnes x fem!Avenger!reader

(starts with Matt Murdock x reader but just trust me)

Rating: Mature (it starts slow, I’ll give a heads up when we get close to any action)

Summary: Finding herself in unfamiliar territory, or unfamiliar times to be exact, an Avenger must find her way home or risk permanently altering her timeline. If only Bucky Barnes were less charming her task would be much easier.

I realized I didn’t do the read more thing on chapter one and I am so so sorry about that.

Chapter Two - Lost and Found

Present Day, 3 Days Since Nightingale’s Disappearance - Avengers Tower

Bucky’s headache only got worse. Maybe Murdock did have powers, and it was inflicting a wicked headache on him with his glare.

“Just because I’m not her biggest fan, doesn’t mean I’m going to evaporate her.” Barnes mumbled, knowing Matt could hear him.

“Why’d she take the hit for you? You hate her.” If Murdock’s glare was meant to be intimidating, Bucky couldn’t help how he rolled his eyes in response.

“I don’t hate her.” This same discussion, again and again.

“You’re mean to her, always have been!”

“Just because I don’t want her to baby me doesn’t mean I’m being mean to her!” Was it so wrong that Bucky just wanted her to keep her damn distance?

“She’s just trying to do her job!”

“Yeah? And look where that got her!” Bucky and Matt were yelling now, bringing Steve and Sam back from the kitchen

“Really guys?” Sam was exasperated. He had been desperate to keep the peace between them, but after so many days of no answers Sam’s tactics of mediating were losing efficacy.

Matt had been visiting for the last three days, desperate for a crumb of information but still there were no leads, no guesses, no hits on where she could be. Unfortunately, this also meant that Bucky and Matt had been at each other’s throats for those three days.

Bucky was bouncing between guilt at Nightingale going missing because of him, and anger that she hadn’t left when he told her to.

Matt had settled on anger, directed specifically at Barnes.

“You both know she would hate this, she hated when you two fought.” Steve tried to ease the tension in the room, but mentioning her only made Matt clench his fist tighter.

“We moving into the past tense already?” He spoke lowly, a gravely hum lacing his voice.

“No, no we are not. We are still looking Matt, we’re going to find her and bring her home.” Steve was quick to correct himself. 3 days was hardly time to call it quits but there was nothing to go on.

Dr St Helens had been a celebrated, award winning, and innovative scientist and inventor, but his mental breakdown after having his latest and most life changing work stolen tied with his wife leaving him left him more than a broken man. In his grief he had turned to reviving old hydra tech and merged it Chintari remnants from the Battle of New York. It was a Frankenstein effort of destructive rays and weaponry that had Tony, Peter, and Bruce scratching their heads trying to figure out what the goal was when not even Dr St Helens was cognizant enough to explain. Even reaching out to Shuri proved a puzzle for the young genius, but she was sure it could be solved.

“If the mad man can create it, we can certainly understand it.” She had said, and Bucky desperately wanted to believe that. Surely if she could fix him, this would be a walk in the park?

It was then they heard an alarm from down the hall begin to go off, jumping and running down the hall as they ran towards Tony’s lab just in time to have Peter cut around the corner - his eyes wide with surprise and confusion as he spoke to them.

“You’re going to want to see this.”

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June 27th 1943, French Countryside, 20 miles from the Italian Border

“And there we go, a picture for your new file.” Lorraine smiled at her handiwork, a crisp new photo of her newest friend.

“Thank you Lorraine.”

“Of course! Got to get you all official before we head in to Italy.”

Y/n smiled, hopefully she could get a message to Steve, she could only pray he would be over here soon enough and she would be able to meet him. If she could make enough of an impact in his memory, he would know where she was in the future!

“I really appreciate Mrs Daniels taking me on.” It would’ve been a nightmare trying to get through war torn Europe without attaching herself to this group.

“Oh think nothing of it, we’re glad to have you and your magic hands here helping us.”

Y/n laughed as Lorraine wiggled her fingers. The girls had begun to joke that she had magic hands, since all the men she healed made such speedy recoveries. In truth, y/n was really holding herself back. It was like working in the hospital again, healing to a comfortable level without being overly suspicious. Unfortunately the men were still heading out despite the pain, feeling better than they had in a long time, meaning despite her best efforts they were still out of the tent much earlier than normal.

She’d have to be careful, no sense getting caught up in trying to explain her powers. That would lead to so difficult conversations and would definitely delay her meeting Steve if not derailing her plans entirely by catching Hydra’s attention.

They would be meeting up with a couple of men from the unit stationed in Azzano and they would be escorting them from there. The unit George and his friend Paul were from would also be joining, the need for more soldiers on the Italian front increasing as more men were being captured.

Y/n was glad she could keep an eye on her new friends a while longer. While she had only been in 1943 for a week now, Lorraine had become a fast friend - and George always seemed to follow her around with Paul right behind him. It was a funny scene to watch George trying to sweet talk her outside the medical tent, trying to get her sweetened sympathy with a burnt hand or a cut forehead, but Lorraine saw right through it. Y/n and Paul could only laugh at the scene.

With her small bag, a spare duffle from a soldier in George’s unit, filled with spare clothes and toiletries from the other nurses and shipments sent over, she climbed into the truck next to Lorraine.

“I wonder what the temperature will be like in Italy, wish it wasn’t so hot.” A young nurse, Janet complained next to them as she fanned herself.

They had been traveling for a bit, and with every mile Y/n had missed the air conditioner of her time but the others could only laugh at Janet’s plight.

“Maybe if you didn’t wear that fancy dress, you wouldn’t be overheating.” Another nurse joked from further in the truck

“Hey! Moving camps means new men, I want to make a good first impression!” Janet was a sweet but silly girl, far too invested in romance during a war. Her father, some important banker in New York, was apparently very opposed to her nursing, but eventually relented to his only daughter’s whims. And nobody could complain when her father sent goodies and treats for all of them in his care packages.

The truck came to a stop, as the girls laughed again.

“Is a lovely thing to hear the laughter of pretty ladies.” A hearty voice laughed, coming to the end of the truck and looking up at them. “It’s a pleasure to meet you ladies, my name is Corporal Dugan, I’ll be escorting you ladies on to Azzano.”

The man smiled up under this mustache and y/n grinned. Dum Dum Dugan, y/n remembered him from Steve’s Howling Commando stories. This was her lucky day indeed.

“Hello Corporal Dugan, do take care of us?” Lorraine shook his hand sweetly from her end seat, with Mrs Daniels riding up front Lorraine was their unofficial leader.

“It’ll be my pleasure.” He grinned, tipping his head with a wink to some of the younger nurses before walking away.

It was another couple of hours of travel before they made it to Azzano, soldiers were there helping the nurses out of the truck and unloading fresh supplies while y/n dawdled as she stretched in the truck, last one out. As she went to hop out of the truck though, her foot caught as she took the hand of the soldier waiting for her.

Luckily he grabbed her before she fell and placed her gently on the ground.

“You just got here and you’re already falling for me, huh doll?”

She laughed, familiar with the soldiers’ easy flirting at this point, before she looked up into a smiling face that surprised her.

Smiling down at her was none other than Sergeant James Buchanan Barnes.

How could she forget what else was waiting in Azzano?

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Present Day - 3 Days Since Nightingale’s Disappearance - Avengers Tower

“What is it?” Matt asked as the others stared at the screen. The room was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

“It’s a picture of y/n, but it’s…well she’s…” Peter struggled to find the words before Natasha spoke up

“It’s a file from World War Two that’s part of some online archive, information from this woman as a nurse in 1943.”

They all stared at her, that was definitely her face, her hair done differently to suit the time, and the picture faded with age. The file information was minimal, a piece of a larger file of information from the Smithsonian’s online collection.

“Nurse Y/n l/n, picture from June 1943, age y/a” Steve spoke clearly.

“That doesn’t make any sense. It’s probably some sort of mix up because they look similar.” Matt was confused, everyone was. But this wasn’t just a simple mix up, this woman smiling back at them was every inch y/n.

As Steve and Bucky stared at the picture more and more, they felt a scratch at their brains, like there was something they were supposed to be remembering. Bucky’s headache only grew worse, finding himself clutching his hand to his head.

“You ok, Buck?” It was Steve that spoke, turning to Bucky as the groan left his lips. His head hurt, the light hurt, and now this was making it worse as he felt his brain struggle to make sense of it all.

“Headache, since the fight. I got thrown into a building.” He grumbled as if it was obvious

“Y/n would’ve checked for that and fixed it.” Steve was wary, and Bucky couldn’t tell if it was sympathy or concern in his tone.

“Yeah well it came back after she left.” Damn what kind of lights did Stark use in this lab? It was too bright.

“I’ve had a headache for days now too.” When Steve said this, Bucky finally looked up to meet his gaze.

“What if it isn’t a simple headache Buck, what if something weirder is going on?”

“What on earth do you-“ but Bucky was cut off as memories began to flash in his mind, bringing him to his knees. New memories. Not memories that Hydra had taken, but something fresh.

A truck, new nurses, a charming laugh and the surprised face of a cute nurse as he caught her.

Steve was at his side as he clutched his head and groaned out his realization to the room.

“I know where she is.”

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June 27th 1943, Azzano, Italy - US Military Camp

“Oh, uh, thank you, sir.” Y/n scurried to steady herself out of his grasp. Sergeant Barnes was no fan of hers in the future and she didn’t want to bother him further by antagonizing him in the past.

“You’re very welcome, if you’d like I can take your bag and lead you on to your friends.” He flashed her a winning smile, his eyes still bright despite what he’d seen so far. Y/n could only smile back briefly before averting her eyes.

“Oh that won’t be necessary, I’m sure you’re busy sir and-“

“Bucky, please. Sir makes me feel old. And I promise I’m not busy.” he laughed

A chill ran down her spine at the name, she was never allowed to call him Bucky. The one time it slipped she got a glare, and never had since.

“I don’t want to intrude.” A weak excuse

“You’re not intruding. This is entirely self serving I assure you, see I’m trying to get a nice in with the nurses so if you end up stitching me up, you might be gentle about it.” Again he smiled with a wink, and she finally relented her grasp on her bag. She could be nice, she could be civil, and then she would avoid him until Steve arrived.

“Thank you.” She smiled lightly at him as he held out his arm. She looked at him now, cocking an eyebrow.

“It was raining earlier today and the ground is still slippery, I’d hate for you to fall.”

The ground looked fine, but again she decided to humor him.

It reminded her of Matt, walking like this. She knew that Matt was perfectly capable of walking around on his own but it made her feel useful to him and he always said he loved having his pretty girl on his arm.

She’s made it a week without missing Matt, but this Bucky’s charm reminded her of his humor so much her heart clenched.

“So, I’ve given you my name, could I have yours?” He chirped beside her as they walked.

“Y/n l/n” he complimented it before they devolved into the usual pleasantries, where are you from, how long have you been overseas, etc etc etc. It was funny to hear Bucky explain his life to her, while she already knew. He was from Brooklyn, he had his mom and his little sister Rebecca, his best friend Steve was a pain in his neck which only made y/n laugh

“Yeah he’s a scrappy thing, I miss his fire out here though.” He chuckled, a hint of sadness laced his humored tone.

“Maybe you’ll get to see him soon, maybe on leave?” She smiled, knowing that he would very much be seeing Steve soon, sooner than he thought to be sure. Though he’d be decidedly less scrappy.

“Yeah, maybe, it’d be nice to be home for a bit.” Now his smile was genuine and light, memories of home bringing some energy back to him.

As they approached the tent where she heard the laughter of her fellow nurses, he tipped his head to her, handing her bag back to her.

“Well Miss, this is your stop.”

“Thank you very much Sergeant Barnes”

“Bucky, doll, please.” He placed his hand over his heart, feigning heartache as a smile dance across his lips. God had that look ever been directed at her? Did Sergeant Barnes even smile like that anymore?

“Have a good evening Sergeant Barnes.” She shook her head as she pulled back the flap, making her way in with the other nurses with a smile on her face.

[buckys-little-belle]

We all pretty much know that Sam is a more non serious (silly) caregiver and person in general but what would the others reaction be when he gets serious about the reader after they get hurt? Feel free to change it or expand on it

Playground Mishaps (Headcannons)

Sam Wilson x Little!Reader (They/Them Pronouns Used)

Warnings - Mentions of falling/Injury, scrapes on knees, soft and silly sam, but also serious!Sam

Notes - Starting my comeback off small, with some headcannons, thank you so much for the request! I hope you enjoy <3

+ + + + + +

+ Tony Stark has the best playgrounds at his compound, yes, multiple, one with a lot of climbing gear that Peter and Kate seem to keep to themselves, one with some water features that's great in the summer, and then the huge playground in the back, with tons of slides, and bridges, stairs, binocular posts, and the coolest hiding spots that overlook the whole thing.

+ As much fun as it is to play on them, adult supervision is always required, you and a few littles have snuck out before to play alone, but it never ends up working, Jarvis is a snitch, and Peter can't keep a secret for the life of him.

+ But everyone's caregivers are happy to take turns watching the littles as they play 'the floor is lava' or 'hide and seek, eyes closed edition', though today is a special occasion, everyone, littles and caregivers, are out at the big playground, the barbecue going, half filled lemonade cups scattered across every surface, and you and all the other littles playing together.

+ Quite a few reminders about the rules had been shouted out, 'no running', 'no pushing', 'no powers', and 'no fighting', leaving multiple caregivers mouths, and a few from you and your friends when Loki teleported halfway across the structure.

+ But you were so close to winning, so close to being the last person standing when Peter, who was it, came barreling around a corner, you had to run! You had to win! But sooner than later you found yourself sprawled across the fake, and bouncy, mulch like ground, Peter staring at you from a foot up, a few other littles murmuring amongst each other.

+ "Y/n!" You could hear Sam yell, and it wasn't a happy one, you knew the tone meant he was mad, and he had every right to be mad, and you knew it.

+ "'m sorry Papa!" You whispered as he hovered above you, helping you to your feet as he crouched down to look at your legs, his thumb barely touching your scrape as you pulled your knee back from his grasp.

+ Littles had run to their own Caregivers arms, a few 'This is why you don't run on the playground's being handed out, though everyone's eyes were glued to you and Sam, your hand's resting on his shoulders as he checked for any other injuries.

+ "What did I say about running?" Your Papa asked sternly, his eyes serious, eyebrows furrowed slightly, your thumb itching to run across them.

+ "You say 'Don' run or you'll ge' an owie.'" You said back in a deep voice, those around you laughing, though your Papa stayed unmoving, shocking everyone else, seeing as he was always the fun uncle before you, and seeing as you had him wrapped around your finger.

+ "And what happened?" He asked, still knelling on the ground, allowing you to both feel like, and be, the bigger person.

+ "I was runnin'." You admitted, Sam nodding his head. "'nd I fell." You tried to wrap your arms around his neck, hoping maybe a hug would be what it took to get him to fold, but he placed his hands on your waist and held you in place.

+ "And?" He asked, eyebrows raised.

+ "'nd 'm sorry, 'nd I won' do it again." You assured him, nodding your head for added drama.

+ "Good Baby." He nodded back, and though he didn't smile you could see the stress in his brow relax. "I accept you're apology, but no treats after dinner, okay?"

+ You nodded your head quickly, that 'punishment' was nothing compared to last week when you couldn't go on the playground at all after you pushed Kate off, 'accidentally', so you were just glad he wasn't going to make you sit the rest of the evening out. "Okay Papa." You went to hug him again, this time his arms wrapping around your middle, hugging you back before leading you towards the house, no doubt to clean up your knees.

+ On your way there you heard your Uncle Stevie tell Papa he 'Can't believe you had that in you man.', and Auntie Nat say 'If Wanda had fallen I'd be a mess.' but you knew your Papa wasn't mean, he had rules, and expected you to follow them, and if you didn't then you get punished, Uncle Stevie's just getting soft in his old age, and your Papa had you as a little, and he knew that some scrapes on your knees was nothing compared to what you had in you, so he stayed calm, because you were okay, Auntie Nat is just very careful.

+ In the end you were back on the playground in no time, this time walking, and making sure to stay away from the little drop off, and your Papa was off to the side getting your dinner plate ready for you, because he was wrapped around your finger, and you puppy dog eyed him in waiting in the line for you.

[bulkyphrase]

Wanda and Steve or Peter and Steve fics? (not slash)

Thanks so much for the request!

I love Wanda & Steve and Peter & Steve! I've got a few of both. The relationship with Steve isn't always the primary focus of the fic, but there are some great moments with him in all of these.

Peter Parker & Steve Rogers

The Rubble of our Tomb by LovableKillerWhale (@team-cap-for-the-win) (Gen, Teen And Up Audiences, 10,496 words)

Summary: An Avengers battle goes terribly wrong and Spider-man ends up stuck in a collapsing building with Captain America. Nothing brings people closer together than explosions, blood loss and a healthy dose of self-sacrifice, right?

Held Together by Spiderwebs by TunaFishChris (Gen, Teen And Up Audiences, 17,306 words)

Summary: Steve is not coping well in the twenty-first century. At all. Three months after the Chitauri invasion, he decides he's had enough. But just as he's about to end it all, he runs into the new hero in town.

More below the cut!

Super Duper Side Effects by awesomesockes, whumphoarder (Gen, Teen And Up Audiences, 16,261 words)

Summary: The downside of an enhanced metabolism is that it renders most drugs completely ineffective. Captain America accepted this long ago as an occupational hazard. But after Peter sustains a serious injury in the line of duty and the doctors have no way to manage the pain, Steve decides to volunteer as a test subject for Bruce and Tony’s experimental super drug. However, the soldier ends up getting a little more than he bargained for. (Alternative title: Original Drug Tester: Steve Rogers)

Big Brother Rogers by detectivemorse (Gen, Teen And Up Audiences, 777 words)

Summary: Peter "Spiderling" Parker becomes a full-fledged Avenger. But it isn't what he thought it would be.

Other Duties as Assigned by chasingkerouac (@ckerouac) (Gen, General Audiences, 3,291 words)

Summary: Peter wasn’t sure how exactly he ended up playing errand boy for the Black Widow in a department store downtown while she bullied Captain America into a new wardrobe, but if that's where the friendly neighborhood Spider-Man was needed, he wasn't going to leave his SPIDER BRO hanging.

Other Costumes as Assigned by chasingkerouac (@ckerouac) (Gen, General Audiences, 4,968 words)

Summary: It was easy being Peter Parker at school, and Spider-Man out on the job. Being both Peter AND Spider-Man in the same room... that was a little more difficult. Luckily, a certain SPIDER BRO owes him a favor. Well, 'owes' is a strong word. Maybe he can guilt out a favor?

"Spidey On Ice" by Wordsworn (Gen, Teen And Up Audiences, 14,128 words)

Summary: Peter Parker is at a skating rink for his class field trip...and the Avengers are chaperoning. Looks like it's gonna be One Of Those Days...

Steve Rogers Is (Not) A Good Influence by attackofthezee (noxlunate) (@attackofthezee) (Stucky, Teen And Up Audiences, 4,181 words)

Summary: Steve’s left staring at the kid- Peter, his brain helpfully reminds him. The kid is staring back. “So, you’re, like, Captain America, huh?” Peter asks, and he looks a little starstruck but less so than he did when he’d stared at Tony Stark’s jet taking off. “Uh, yeah.” Steve says, staring hard at a spot just past the kid’s shoulder as he shoves his hands as deep as they can go into the pockets of his jeans. “Call me Steve.” “Cool.” Parker breathes, and Steve tries not to think about just how badly this is going to go.   Aka Steve Rogers' American Tour Of Waiting For His Brainwashed Boyfriend To Come Back And Blowing Up Hydra is interrupted when Tony Stark dumps Peter Parker into his lap.

Wanda Maximoff and Steve Rogers

Down in the Worn Out Place Again by adventurepants (Gen, General Audiences, 2,649 words)

Summary: “You don't look a day over 85, Captain,” Wanda says. Natasha smiles, just barely, and nudges Steve with her elbow. “She makes jokes now.” (Post AoU, stories about friendship.)

Full of Wounds and Still Standing on my Feet by orphan_account (Gen, Teen And Up Audiences, 7,221 words)

Summary: The five times Steve looked out for Wanda, and one time Wanda decided someone needed to look out for Steve.

and the woman was young again by Mira_Jade (Gen, General Audiences, 3,669 words)

Summary: For Wanda, it was a healing that came with time.

With Magic We Do Fly by Summer_Sunflower (Gen, Not Rated, 2,269 words)

Summary: In Civil War we see Wanda fling Steve into the air with her magic. They must have practiced that, right? Que Wanda throwing Steve against a wall. Many times.

Full of Wounds and Still Standing on my Feet by orphan_account (Gen, Teen And Up Audiences, 7,221 words)

Summary: The five times Steve looked out for Wanda, and one time Wanda decided someone needed to look out for Steve.

Talks over a Hot Chocolate by psy_ched (Gen, General Audiences, 2,916 words)

Summary: Wanda has nightmares, and she gets an advice from an unlikely ally.

[layla4567]

Headcanon: You have a daughter with Loki

Summary: You are Y/n Stark, you married Loki and now together they rule Asgard. Your little daughter is called Lilith Laufeyson Stark, she has black hair and blue eyes like her father. She is a shapeshifter, she can transform into any animal and when she does her eyes turn purple.

A/N: This will be more like a list of things that happen in Asgard with you, your daughter and Loki. Maybe I'll do a one shot on this. Sorry if this headcanon is very specific, you can imagine that your daughter has a different name or that you are someone else's daughter and not Tony's

Little Lilith when she transforms into any animal is wrapped in a soft purple cloud and when she detransforms as well. Because when she is in an animal form her eyes turn purple, it is easy to distinguish her from other animals.

She has Asgardian magic too but she's purple and not green so she's some kind of sorceress. Her favorite animal to transform is a cat, it's easier for her

Uncle Thor takes her for walks a lot since you are almost always busy ruling Asgard and attending to your royal duties with Loki.

Sometimes Thor is not as responsible as he claims to be and when he loses sight of Lilith Troy burns when Loki finds out

Your daughter loves to play with Thor and since she doesn't have many friends in Asgard, she usually puts makeup on the god of thunder and invites him to her tea party.

It is also very common for Lilith to visit Midgard and when she goes to the Avengers Tower she loves spending time with Natasha, she says she is her favorite

Loki and your daughter enjoy spending time reading and it's adorable when you walk into a room and see them reading shoulder to shoulder until they fall asleep.

Loki can be very overprotective of her.

And she has her father's temper

Lilith became very friendly with Cassie Lang when she traveled to earth since they were the same age. In fact Scott loves that we come to visit and that both girls play princesses

Loki is the first to run to her when she gets hurt, he is in charge of comforting her and if she scrapes her knee he puts a bandage on her and kisses the wound to heal faster

Although it may not seem like it, Peter Parker is a good babysitter, he's like an older brother to her. He always tries to be careful with the little girl because if he doesn't, he will suffer the wrath of her parents, well, especially Loki, whom Peter is afraid of.

Peter lets her play with his web shooter but only after he's made sure it's not dangerous.

One day Nat took her to an amusement park and she was very cute with your daughter. Nat bought her sweets and was even able to win a stuffed animal from the machines for her. When Lilith came back she didn't stop talking about it all day, she was very happy

Ok that was long, my imagination went off and I couldn't stop anymore hehe

[griffin-girl-r]

Think about your old mama (Part 1)

Created: 10.01.2023

Finished: 16.02.2023

Edited: 25.09.2023

Age: 20

Word count: 3,988

Warnings: Car accident

Request: No

Note: Based on true events that were altered to fit the plot.

Summary: You and your cousin, Peter, get involved in a car accident.

Part 2

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"Oh, come on, Y/N. It's gonna be fun!" Peter pleaded for the one hundred time this morning

"Peter, I said that I don't want to. Okay?! I'm in no mood to go out today." You answered boarded while rolling your eyes

"Please..." He begged "Look! If this is all just because you don't want to ask your mom to let us out, then I'm going to be the one to ask Miss Romanoff for permission to let us go to the movie."

And, with the speed of light, Peter took off towards the living room where your mother was working on some files.

"Peter, no!" You shouted but it was already too late

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"Please, Miss Romanoff..." Peter dragged out in a baby voice "Can you please let us go to the cinema today? We won't do anything stupid. I promise."

Although she won't admit it Natasha is very impressed and proud of how well-behaved you and Peter are. Despite being officially adults you both still asked for permission to go out or to buy expensive things.

"Fine, Peter." Natasha sighed as she tried to focus on the reports she was filling "But my daughter will be the one to drive till there. Understood?"

"Yes, Miss Romanoff. Thank you so much!" Peter eagerly nodded

"But you'll have to tell Tony. He has to agree first as well." Natasha explained

Peter nodded again.

"F.R.I.D.A.Y. can you please tell Mr. Stark about our plans?" He asked the A.I.

"Mr. Stark has been informed already and he is giving you his permission to go, Mr. Parker." The voice answered back almost instantly much to Peter's joy

"Thanks, F.R.I.D.A.Y." Peter smiled in victory "So, Miss Romanoff?"

"Alright, Peter. You win." Your mother sighed deeply

"Yes!" The boy cheered

Just then, you entered the room and gave your mother the most disappointed look you could ever muster.

"Why can't I have a say in this?!" You asked in an annoyed tone as you started making your way toward the couch

Your mother slightly moved over to make you some space to sit down next to her and when you did, the woman didn't hesitate a second in tightly wrapping her arms around your shoulders, bringing you even closer to her.

"Y/N, baby, can't you for once do what your cousin wants to? He literally just wants to go out to the cinema with you. Nothing more." Natasha said in a soft but serious tone and you knew she meant business "He just wants to spend some quality time with you."

 You can't get out of this one now.

Peter won and he knew it.

"No, Mama. And on top of all, why do I have to be the one to drive?" You complained, about to throw a tantrum at your mom for the fact that she decided for you "Peter is literally 2 months older than me."

 

"Actually, 2 and a half months." Peter corrected which only made you more upset at him

"Shut up, Peter!" You gave him a death glare that made Peter instantly regret that he opened his mouth "Mama, please... I have a weird feeling about this." 

Natasha rolled her eyes "Oh, come on, Y/N. I think you're just being overdramatic about all this. Nothing is going to happen. I promise."

The woman gave you a reassuring smile.

And maybe she was right.

She is always right after all. 

'I mean, what could possibly go wrong?!' You thought 'Maybe I am just overreacting.'

You sighed then nodded "Okay, Mama." 

"That's my girl." Natasha smiled and kissed your head "A Romanoff never complains about something as simple as having to be the one that drives to the cinema."

"What are you waiting for, Peter?" You looked in the direction of your cousin "Go and get ready. We're going to go to the cinema." 

You blinked and Peter was gone already running down the hall toward his room to get changed.

His silly actions only make you burst out laughing.

"I swear sometimes he still acts like a 5-year-old." You laughed as you got up from the couch to go get changed too "How is he even older than me anyways?"

"Did he ever grow up at all?" Natasha joked as well

"I think you might be right, Mama." You laughed again at her small joke about your cousin

Turning around you started walking towards the door only to be stopped by your mother who pulled you back by your arm. 

You made no effort to hide your confusion. Openly displaying it on your face for her to see.

Natasha quickly pulled you in a tight hug "Just be careful, okay?!" She quietly said in your ear "Pay attention to the road and don't speed. Did you get it? Especially with Peter in the car."

You slightly smiled although you started to grow quite fed up with her speech.

She always hugged you and told you to be careful before leaving home.

It didn't matter if you went out by your car or your motorbike or even if someone else was driving. She just always needed to tell you to take care of yourself despite the fact that you are now an adult and more than capable of taking care of yourself.

But Natasha couldn't lose you and she always made sure you knew that one way or another.

It didn't matter if she told you directly or by constantly reminding you to take care of yourself, Natasha just always made sure you knew. 

You were Natasha's entire world and she couldn't risk losing you. She couldn't live without you. 

"Don't worry, Mama." You reassured the older redhead "I'm going to be extra careful, especially with Peter in the car. Although I never got it how Peter can swing between New York's highest buildings but he's afraid of a small drive to the cinema." 

Natasha chuckled at your comment "I told you, baby. He never actually grew up. He's reckless when it comes to dangerous situations but scared of normal events that happen every day." 

Natasha smiled but it didn't quite reach her ears.

She also had this strange feeling in her chest that something bad was about to happen but she brushed it off.

She was sure it was nothing and she was again just being her overprotective self.

"Go and have fun, baby." Natasha smiled and lightly patted your back

You gave her one last smile and left the room.

—

"Isn't it fun, Y/N?" Peter shouted as he was currently vibing to the loud music on the radio

"You are having the time of your life, aren't you, Pete?" You laughed back at him but your eyes never left the road ahead as you were mindful of your mother's words

The fun and singing didn't stop the entire way to the cinema but when you were 2 minutes away from it, Peter suddenly turned down the music and kept silent.

"Pete?" You asked concerned "What's wrong?"

Peter focused on the road ahead for a few good seconds only making your worry get bigger at his lack of words.

"Y/N?" Peter whispered still focusing on the road ahead "Danger..."

His words made you even more worried than you already were.  

"What do you mea-" But before you got the chance to finish your sentence a loud scream from Peter cut your words

"Y/N, watch out!" Peter screamed

And right at that moment, you noticed a red car, that was in the other traffic lane coming towards you at full speed, and without any hesitation, you pulled the steering wheel to the right in an attempt to get out of the other car's way and protect Peter at the same time.

You didn't get time to feel anything. You just heard a few loud crashing sounds then nothing.

Your vision went black.

—

Natasha was still in the living room filling mission reports for Fury when the ringtone of her phone pulled her out of the work she was doing and she looked at the caller's ID. 

Natasha scrunched her face in confusion when she saw that the person calling her was none other than Peter.

She knew that, by now, you and him were supposed to be watching the movie you went to see. So why is he calling her so soon?

"Hi, Peter!" Natasha answered her phone, worry evident in her voice "Has something happened?"

On the other side could be heard some people talking and siren noises that made Natasha's heart instantly sink in her chest. 

"Miss Romanoff?" Peter's shakey voice came out through the speaker 

"Peter, what happened, boy?" Natasha jumped on her feet, her work long forgotten as she demanded an answer from the young boy on the phone "Where's Y/N? Is she okay? Are you okay?" 

"Please come and help us." Peter cried "There... There..." He sobbed out and took a moment to catch his breath before continuing "There was a driver that crashed into our car. Y/N..."

The dead silence of Peter at the other end made Natasha feel dizzy as she feared the worst.

The woman allowed her legs to give up on her as she fell back down on the couch. Her breath came out in weird patterns.

"What happened to my daughter, Peter?!" Natasha almost yelled feeling like Peter was taking an eternity to answer her

"Y/N isn't waking up!" Peter cried "I don't know what else to do. Please come and help us!"

Tears were already streaming down Natasha's cheeks but she managed to bring herself together enough to give Peter a quick answer and order F.R.I.D.A.Y. to give her the location of your car and announce the others about the accident.

—

Saying Natasha was a mess was an understatement.

She was completely lost. Steve and Clint had to hold her back from taking down the door and running out to her car.

She wasn't in any state to drive and the team knew it.

Tony wasn't any better than Natasha either but after he got to talk with Peter on the phone his nerves slightly eased and was able to think just a little bit more rationally than Natasha.

"I managed to convince the authorities to bring the kids here to our medbay and also give us custody over the driver that crashed into them." Tony announced as Natasha was making her 5th attempt to get out of the door and run to the place where her daughter was

She felt like she was going crazy with each second that passed where she had no news about her only child's state.

"Damn it!" Natasha yelled in frustration as she let her tears fall freely "Please... Please, at least tell me if she's alive. I need to know that my baby is alive."

"We don't know yet, Romanoff. We need to wait for them to arrive at the compound." Tony said trying to look strong even though he was as worried for Peter as Natasha was for her daughter

"This is all your boy's fault, Stark!" Natasha yelled at Tony "I should have never listened to him and forced my daughter to go with him. My daughter was right!" 

But as soon as these words left her mouth, the spy immediately regretted them.

It wasn't Peter's fault and she knew it.

It wasn't your fault either. You did what she told you to do. To take care of your cousin.

She was just worried.

She couldn't understand how a person manages to keep being sane or human after losing their own children.

Only the thought that there might be a possibility of losing you made the woman lose her mind.

"I think this is actually all your daughter's fault, Romanoff!" Tony spat back at Natasha after her previous words about Peter that hurt him "If only she would have been more careful none of this would have happened. If she's dead it's all her fault and she deserves it!" The man yelled

Natasha stopped breathing momentarily at Tony's words and she shook her head.

"No..." She whispered shout at everyone and anyone that was in the room but then she proceeded to scream "No! No! No! My daughter is alive! My baby is alive! I can feel it! She has to! It's not her fault. She's innocent!"

The team stared at Natasha in shock as they saw her breaking down for the first time in front of them.

Natasha had always been a calculated person and displaying her feelings openly for anyone to see was something rare and strange.

The only feeling she ever allowed herself to show in public was the infinite and unconditional love she had for you.

But nothing more.

"She can't die." Natasha sobbed as she fell to her knees making Tony feel bad for reacting with fire to fire "I need her."

"Romanoff..." Tony thought about how to apologize for the hurtful words he said to her

But just as Tony was about to come up with a good apology the robotic voice of F.R.I.D.A.Y. pulled everyone out of their own thoughts.

"Miss Romanoff and Mr. Parker have arrived at the medbay and Doctor Banner's presence is immediately requested there." The robotic voice announces sending everyone running toward the medbay

—

Natasha was the first one to run inside the medbay. Even faster than Bruce or even Steve.

She desperately looked around trying to catch a glimpse of her baby girl but she only spotted Peter being checked over by a doctor in one of the rooms.

"Peter!" The ex-assassin shouted and took off towards the young boy "Peter, where's Y/N? What happened to you both? Is she- is she alive? Please tell me she's alive!"

"Peter, my boy." Tony rushed to Peter's side and started checking him over "How are you feeling? Are you okay? What hurts?"

Peter tearfully looked at Tony and as soon as their eyes met, the spider boy burst out sobbing again.

"I'm so sorry, Mr. Stark!" He cried "I'm so sorry!"

Tony quickly pulled Peter in for an unexpected but much-needed hug.

"It's okay." Tony reassured the boy he considered his own son "Everything will be okay. Can you tell us what happened?"

It was ironic. Really. To see two of the most strongest Avengers being so soft and emotional given the situation where the life of their children was involved.

"We..." Peter sniffed and took a deep breath to steady himself "We left to go to the cinema. You know because we asked you and Miss Romanoff for permission to go..."

Tony nodded and signaled for Peter to go on.

"Y/N was driving and we were having so much fun. We were almost there when I suddenly felt danger near us. But before we got the chance to react in any way a car crashed into us." Peter cried

"What's important is that you are okay." Steve softly smiled at Peter

Natasha never felt more hurt and betrayed in her entire life.

Sure.

She is happy that Peter was okay and he just had a few cuts and bruises. Nothing major. He was more in shock than hurt. But what about her daughter?

No one was caring about Y/N. They all hovered above Peter.

No one was giving her a hint about her Y/N and Natasha was going more and more insane.

"Peter, please!" Natasha begged "Please, tell me something about my daughter. Anything."

Poor Peter who barely calmed down started crying all over again at Natasha's concerned questions about your state.

"Anything, Peter!" Natasha cried again "Any information."

 

"I'm going to answer for him." Bruce's voice boomed from behind Natasha as he entered the room

All heads snapped in the doctor's direction and they anxiously waited for a much-needed answer about you.

"First of all." Bruce said loud and clear for everybody to hear "Y/N is alive."

Natasha felt instant relief wash over her and the hammering feeling in her chest slightly disappeared.

Her baby is alive.

That's all Natasha needed to hear to know everything will be okay.

"How is she?" The redhead eagerly questioned wanting to know as many details as possible about her daughter's health state

"She's still unconscious but, by a miracle, she only got away with 2 broken ribs, a concussion, her right shoulder dislocated, and most probably a lifetime scare besides the obvious cuts and bruises all over her body. She was extremely lucky this time. But also brave because Peter wouldn't have got away so easily if she didn't get the passenger side out of the other car's way."

It was as if Natasha's soul had returned to her at the news that her only baby was going to be okay.

The woman raised her hand and rested it over her chest as the ache in her heart went away.

"Can I see her?" Natasha hopefully asked Bruce

Bruce nodded "She's in the second room on the left. She's still asleep but she might wake up any moment from the next few minutes to the next few days."

"But she is going to wake up right?" Your mother became worried again

Bruce was quick to calm her down.

"She will wake up without a doubt." Bruce smiled "She is just resting now."

Natasha gave Bruce a grateful smile and ran out towards the room her daughter was in, wasting no second in rushing to Y/N's side.

Bruce looked at Tony and Peter and smiled at them "You're going to be just fine too, Peter. Don't worry."

—

Natasha let out a sob when she saw her little girl lying unconscious on the bed.

You were covered in wires, bandages, and cuts, and according to your mother, you looked so small and fragile.

She couldn't bear seeing you like this.

But Natasha reminded herself that you could have looked even worse than this but soon she erased that awful image out of her mind of a very pale you laying dead on a cold table.

That thought was too much for Natasha.

Your death would mean her death.

She just couldn't live without the joy and light of her life and would follow you without hesitation.

What point has to keep living if her reason to live isn't alive anymore?

Brushing all these thoughts out of her head, your mother slowly walked to your side and gingerly grasped your uninjured hand in hers.

"Hey, baby..." Natasha whispered as she gently stroked the back of your hand with her thumb "Mama is here now. I promise I won't let anything happen to you, my love. I'm so sorry I haven't listened to you from the beginning. You were right. I had the same weird feeling that something would happen too but I convinced myself that I was just overreacting."

Natasha took a deep breath and then chuckled.

"I just didn't want to be a burden to you by being again the protective mama bear you know. But I'll admit I made a mistake by not being overprotective again. I shouldn't have let Peter convince me so easily." A tear rolled down her cheek and Natasha was quick in wiping it "I could have lost you. I know you only did what I told you to but still... I can't make this fear that I have inside my chest leave me alone no matter how hard I try. I was never so scared. You are the most important thing in the entire world to me and the only person I truly care about. You taught me what true and unconditional love means and without you I am empty. So please open your beautiful eyes and look at Mama. Wake up and tell me you are okay..."

Natasha wanted to be here for you when you woke up but she also wanted to go and teach the person who did this to you a lesson and to make them pay for what they did.

No one hurts Natasha Romanoff's daughter and gets away with it.

No one.

 

—

The Avengers had come and gone during the 5 hours your mother spent by your side waiting for you to wake up, each of them telling Natasha that they wished you would get well soon and that they would also keep updating her on what actually happened at the accident scene.

Apparently, the red car's driver was coming home from a party he spent all night drinking at and he was trying to drive home. The driver wasn't too badly injured either but he also wasn't remembering much from what happened when the crash took place.

Your mother was filled with anger and hate towards the driver who did this to you and Peter and she planned to make him pay at any cost.

Even though the team reassured her that they would take the matter into their own hands she still wanted to teach that driver a lesson too.

It was in the 6th hour after your mama was allowed to see you that you slowly opened your eyes trying to adjust to the light inside the room.

You were confused and you felt like a train had hit you full force.

Natasha was quick to lean over you so you could fully see her face without having to move around.

She gently cupped your cheeks and softly smiled at you.

"Hi there, baby." She quietly greeted you as she gave you time to adjust to your surroundings

"What happened?" You whispered in your confused state "Where am I? Where's Peter?"

"You are in the medbay, sweetheart. You had a car accident. Peter is okay. You made sure of that." Natasha clarified for you "How are you feeling?"

"Like I just got hit by a car." You slightly chuckled but the smile on your face was quickly replaced with a full of pain whimper "Maybe that's because I was." You continued your joke after the wave of pain had washed off

Natasha giggled at your silliness. Even in this state, you were still making bad jokes.

"I was so worried, baby girl." She tearfully admitted "Think about your old mama next time when you plan on doing something heroic. You can't leave her alone now. Not now, not ever. But especially not now that she's getting more older. Mama can't live without her only joy."

You felt bad for making your mother worry. It wasn't your intention. You just wanted to protect Peter as she told you to do.

"I'm really sorry. That wasn't my plan." You flashed her a sad smile "I just wanted to save Peter."

"I know, baby." She sniffled "I'm just glad that you are alive, okay, and back in my arms once again. I promise I'm going to take very good care of you. You'll see that you will recover in no time at all."

You laughed.

"I know you will, Mama. I wasn't doubting that." You smiled

"How about you rest? Huh? You need it, my love. I'm going to be here when you wake up again." Natasha stroked the hair out of your face with her finger

"Promise?" You yawned

"I promise." She smiled and kissed your forehead as your eyes shut closed

—

After she announced to Bruce that you had woken up, Natasha went straight to find the stupid driver who put her baby girl in a hospital bed.

And oh boy, she wasn't happy at all.

The driver learned his lesson to never drink and drive ever again.

Your mother gave him such a beating that even if he wanted to drive he wouldn't be able to for a long, long time from now on.

Natasha wasn't going to let anything happen to her daughter again.

But most importantly she will never let you be the one to drive again.

[irondad-defensesquad]

The perks of being a wallflower - Chapter 1

Also posted on AO3!

I spent the entire day writing this. The second chapter will be posted shortly, I hope.

There might be some timeline inaccuracies but the MCU already sucks at that, so bear with me, lmao.

TRIGGER WARNINGS - mentions of bullying, death, suicidal thoughts and self-harm.

DO NOT SHIP PETER AND TONY. P/ROSHIP DNI.

--

To Iron Man,

My name is Peter Parker and you’re my favorite hero! Look, I drew you! Your armor is pretty hard to draw but I tried.

I like building stuff too! I wanna grow up to be just like you one day. I heard you built stuff when you were just five. That’s so cool!

Sincerely,

Peter, age 7

Parker

--

To Iron Man,

Hi! It’s Peter again. Parker. I dunno if you remember me. Did you get my first letter? You must be busy being the coolest hero in the world so I understand if you couldn’t answer.

Anyway I’m going to the Stark Expo! For a whole week! I’m gonna see you up close!! My Uncle Ben is the best. He’s a big fan too!

See you there!

Sincerely,

Peter Parker, age 9

--

To Iron Man,

I can’t believe I actually met you!! Twice!!! You said “nice work, kid”! Did you remember me??

Yeah too bad I’m grounded… I really scared Uncle Ben and Aunt May. But thanks to you I’m okay! This was the best week of my life! Do you think we’re gonna meet again? I dunno but it would be nice.

I hope you’re ok after all that. That Hammer guy is nobody! That’s what he gets for messing with you!

Anyway I have to go to bed, good night!

Sincerely,

Peter Parker

--

Dear Iron Man

Dear Mr. Stark,

Hi, Peter again! How are you? I got really worried… I never thought I’d see aliens like this. Then I saw on TV that you flew right into the wormhole and I got so scared that you would get stuck in it forever…

Do you ever get scared, Mr. Stark? Aunt May and Uncle Ben tell me they’re surprised that I don’t get scared often. But I was really scared something happened to you or to them. I don’t wanna lose anyone else…

We’re all okay though! But I still hope you’re safe now, Mr. Stark.

Sincerely,

Peter Parker

--

Dear Mr. Stark,

I saw what happened in Malibu and I got so scared! I’m really sorry you lost your home. I was so sad and afraid you were gone, but Uncle Ben told me you’re gonna find a way out of this. You always know what to do, Mr. Stark! You’re a genius! I know you’ll come back somehow and defeat the bad guys, like you always do! I’m rooting for you!

Sincerely,

Peter Parker

P.S.: I tried to draw you again but no armor this time! Because you’re a hero with or without the armor! I hope you know that. Even if I never send you this… or any other letters…

--

Dear Mr. Stark,

Happy birthday!

I actually had a science fair today… and I built my own miniature arc reactor! It’s not as good as yours of course. But I got a pretty good grade! Even if I didn’t win the fair, I was in third place!

There’s this kid Flash, though, I think he got jealous and he tried to break my arc reactor. I didn’t let him! He really doesn’t like me and I dunno why. I never did anything to him. But I guess nobody likes me at school except for Ned, who’s my best friend. We like building LEGOs together.

Okay, sorry for rambling, Mr. Stark. Hope you have a great birthday!

Sincerely,

Peter Parker

--

Dear Mr. Stark,

I had a bad day.

I mean I guess everyone has bad days. Maybe you have bad days too. But sometimes my bad days are really bad.

Flash is even worse, because he usually just insults me and I ignore him, but he has some friends that do the dirty work. Like today they shoved me in a locker and the hallway was completely empty. It was dark and very tight in there, it was kinda hard to breathe. I screamed for help but no one would hear. I didn’t have my phone so I couldn’t call anyone. Eventually the janitor found me and let me out.

I think I might be claustrophobic like the doctors say. I felt like I was gonna die in that locker…

I didn’t wanna tell Aunt May and Uncle Ben. They’re always busy and I know Uncle Ben is gonna get really angry. Like he doesn’t get angry at me but he doesn’t have to worry. I don’t want him to worry and get upset because of me.

… Sorry for being a downer, Mr. Stark. Sometimes I just really hate school.

Hope you’re ok.

Sincerely,

Peter Parker

--

Dear Mr. Stark,

Have you ever seen Star Wars? I watched it with Ned and I love it! We binged the movies on the weekend, then we spent all day talking about it and all the theories we came up with.

Ned really gets me, we’re into the same things and we really laugh a lot. I’m really glad to have him.

Sincerely,

Peter Parker

--

Dear Mr. Stark,

I can’t really sleep.

I’ll be honest, I write when I can’t sleep. And I have to be real quiet or else Aunt May or Uncle Ben will find out and they’re gonna get worried about me.

I dunno, nothing particularly bad happened today. I mean, Flash was a jerk like always, but it never went too far. I just feel something tight in my chest that won’t really go away. Sometimes I find it hard to breathe, like I’m still stuck in that locker.

Now that I think of it, not even Ned knows about the locker thing. I guess only the janitor knows. And you. Kinda.

But I think everyone knows Flash taunts me and they don’t really do anything. But I don’t want my aunt and my uncle getting worked up about it. I feel like my school wouldn’t really care anyway.

…

Would you care, Mr. Stark?

I dunno. Maybe not.

Writing to you helps anyway.

So… thanks.

Sincerely,

Peter Parker

--

Dear Mr. Stark,

Liz is so pretty.

She’s a girl in my school. She’s not in my grade but she’s in the Decathlon with me. She’s smart and funny and cute and gorgeous…

Flash can tell and yeah, he loves being a jerk about it.

Liz is nice to me. Well, she’s nice to everyone. But she compliments me and I feel all fuzzy inside. It’s so weird.

I kinda hate that I started writing stuff to her too. I’m DEFINITELY not sending that to her. It’s so cheesy!

I think she likes Star Wars. She was super into my conversation with Ned today. And then I couldn’t really concentrate with her eyes on me, totally interested in what I had to say…

Mr. Stark, what should I do? How do you talk to pretty people?? And why am I asking this to Iron Man???

Sincerely,

Peter Parker

--

Dear Mr. Stark,

I really hate Valentine’s day.

I mean, I like Liz but she already gets a bunch of stuff, obviously, because she’s the greatest girl ever and it’s not like anything I do would be good enough. But all the Valentine’s cards I get are pranks. Once Flash and his friends pranked me and the card told me to wait after school. And I stayed there and nobody showed up. I even bought flowers and chocolate but I threw them away.

I did make a little card though. But it wasn’t that red heart we’re all familiar with. I kinda modeled it after your new arc reactor, Mr. Stark. I’m not really good at art, but it looked kinda cool.

In the end I just gave it to Ned, because he’s probably the only person who makes me feel good. And he loved the card so much. He gave me chocolate in return!

I guess it wasn’t so bad.

Sincerely,

Peter Parker

--

Dear Mr. Stark,

It’s my birthday! And I got a camera!

I remember playing with my uncle’s old camera as a kid, and he thought I was a great photographer. So he and my aunt surprised me with a brand new camera! I’m also in a photography extra class so I can learn more!

It’s really fun. I actually love analog photography. I love the whole process, the chemicals, that red light in the dark… It's still a laboratory and I’m all for it.

And at least it’s the class where I can enjoy myself without Flash pestering me so much.

I’m having so much fun!

Sincerely,

Peter Parker

--

Dear Mr. Stark,

Sorry for not writing in a while.

First, would you get mad if I told you I went to Oscorp?

I mean, I went there with my school. It was okay, I guess. Though I would rather go to the Avengers Tower if I’m being honest. I dunno why Midtown never arranged it.

Anyway, I took some cool pictures with my camera. But I think I got bitten by something. Then I learned about the radioactive spiders they kept there. It was creepy. I don’t like spiders.

The bite in my hand looks pretty nasty. In fact my hand kinda hurts. And so does my head.

I should probably stop writing.

--

Dear Mr. Stark,

Okay. A lot of stuff happened.

1) I don’t have to wear glasses anymore. When I try, my vision looks pretty blurry.

2) I can glue myself to things and I think that’s worse when I’m too anxious. I literally couldn’t get out of bed one morning without my hands holding my blanket.

3) I can hear EVERYTHING. All the other floors in the building, even whispers or flies, stuff like that. I can overhear Aunt May and Uncle Ben talking or the calls they have to take.

4) My brain sorta screams when I sense any sort of threat. Like when Flash approached and I felt tense all over.

That definitely has something to do with that radioactive spider.

I had a pretty bad fever, my aunt and my uncle were pretty worried. No one really knew what was going on. I’m just glad it’s over. But now I have to deal with these… powers. And I wish I could turn them off. I thought of getting those soundproof headphones, y’know?

It’s so much. I know you don’t have powers, Mr. Stark, but what would you do if you were me? Would you be able to find something to quiet them down?

I can’t really talk to anyone else about this.

Sincerely,

Peter

--

Dear Mr. Stark,

My Uncle Ben is the greatest guy ever. Besides you, of course.

He loves doing everything with me, like watching movies or going to baseball games. I love doing those things too. However, in the middle of the game, I think I had a “sensory overload”, like Aunt May said. Because I was really overwhelmed by all the screaming, the spit, the smells, the lights… I tried to be strong for my uncle but I made the excuse I had to use the restroom. Uncle Ben was going to take me there but I didn’t want him to lose the game so I decided to go alone. I think he could tell I wasn’t okay because he followed me and took me somewhere quieter. Uncle Ben is probably the most patient man I know because he didn’t get angry at me. In fact he suggested we should go home. I couldn’t really protest because I knew I wouldn’t handle the rest of the game with all those loud people.

He didn’t really talk to me on the ride home, but I heard him talking to Aunt May. He was pretty concerned. He said there was something off about me lately. Aunt May just told him to give me some rest for now.

I started crying in my room.

Now I can’t even enjoy baseball games with my uncle. Nor movies. When I found him watching TV, the noise and the light was too much for me. I felt so bad. I didn’t even eat dinner. Aunt May had to leave me some so I wouldn’t go to bed without any food.

I hate this. I hate these new powers, these sensations.

Why can’t I be a normal kid again?

Sincerely,

Peter

--

Dear Mr. Stark,

I can’t sleep, again. Even less now with these powers.

I have so many more questions to ask you, but there’s one I really want you to answer.

I’m a good kid or at least that’s what everyone tells me. I like to play, I’m a good student and I don't bother anyone. I love Aunt May and Uncle Ben, and I know they love me too. But sometimes, I get sad. I don’t cry even if I want to. My eyes are heavy, I know I’m overwhelmed, but I can’t sleep at all.

Do you get sad, Mr. Stark? What do you do when you get sad? How do you not get sad?

I really want a hug right now but I don’t want to wake up my aunt and my uncle, because they have to go to work early. Is it weird to say I want a hug from you, Mr. Stark? Is it weird to admit I wish you showed up at school to save me from bullies and my own powers? That’s stupid, right?

At least you’re never going to read these letters…

Sincerely,

Peter

--

Dear Mr. Stark,

Uncle Ben died.

He’s gone.

He’s really gone…

Ever since that baseball game, I started feeling more irritated. I distanced myself more and more. The bullying at school got worse. I started doing stupid things to my body. I didn’t want to tell you, Mr. Stark, but I began cutting myself again. I kind of stopped for a while but the habit returned. And when Uncle Ben found out, he got really upset. Like, he was more upset that I didn’t tell him I was suffering than he was angry at me being a brat. Even then, Uncle Ben could never bring himself to hate me.

But I was stupid. I ran away from home. Of course, he went after me.

And all I could hear was the shot.

Uncle Ben was lying on the floor, bleeding so much red.

I tried to say I was sorry… but I was too late.

He was gone.

I didn’t even want to go after who shot him. If anything, I killed Uncle Ben. I hurt him and I killed him.

Aunt May cried the entire week. I even stayed with her at night. I knew she didn’t want to be alone.

So the apartment is empty. Lonely. There is no TV airing games or movies anymore.

At least Ned is coming over sometimes or letting me stay over at his house, because I can’t handle that emptiness. It’s worse than loud noises.

I kind of wish Uncle Ben hated me so maybe he wouldn’t have gone after me.

I kind of wish he and Aunt May never took me in.

I wish I was never born at all.

My life just gets worse and worse… What's the point?

What’s the point, Mr. Stark?

I should’ve been shot, not Uncle Ben. He didn’t deserve it. I did.

I’m sorry, Mr. Stark. I’m sorry I’m this mess.

I wish I could just die.

--

Dear Mr. Stark,

I think I’m managing my senses now.

I made my own suit. It’s not fancy like your suits of armor, but it helps me focus.

I guess I was inspired by you and Uncle Ben. I could use my powers for good.

So… I’m a vigilante, I guess.

You can call me Spider-Man.

I don’t really do anything interesting but I help the best I can.

School is not really going well, I had to give up a lot of things, mainly sports. That would just draw too much attention.

I have to be there for everyone, or else I know I’m going to face my really bad thoughts. I don’t want them to take over me.

I don’t think I’ll have a lot of time to write, so I want to thank you, Mr. Stark. I know you’re not going to read this, but you helped me in a really bad phase of my life. You still do. I hope you know you inspire a lot more people out there. Thank you.

Sincerely,

Your friendly neighborhood Spider-Man

--

(Chapter 2)

[themculibrary]

100k+ Masterlist

part two, part three

20 questions (ao3) - bevioletskies gamora/peter T, 118k

Summary: Wasp has a new competition in store for the students of Avengers Academy, and there’s money involved. So obviously, Peter and Gamora have to pretend to be a couple in order to win. Wait, what?

Anthony of Asgard (ao3) - RenneMichaels loki/tony M, 109k

Summary: After several years of being housed in Stark Tower as a state prisoner of Asgard, Loki is recalled to Realm Eternal. Devastated Tony is now minus a lab partner, wingman and a snark buddy for movie night. Pepper has moved to the west coast and married, SHIELD is doing some crazy shit and with the exception of occasionally seeing Bruce, Tony doesn’t have much interaction with his former team mates. He wonders how it is possible to feel so lonely in a city so full of people. However he's and engineer and a genius... he can fix this. All he has to do is convince Queen Frigga and Odin All Father to go along with his plan. - Sequel to Queens Grace but you do not have to have read it to follow this story. I wish you would, but it isn't necessary. COMPLETE

blondie (ao3) - luckybxrnes bucky/clint, steve/tony, wanda/natasha, pietro/peter T, 188k

Summary: when james buchanan barnes and clint barton meet for the first time, it ends with clint in a dumpster and a broken hearing aid.

maybe it wasn't his best idea to yell at another assassian and try to fight him on a rooftop.

eight years later, clint is a little smarter and james is trying his best to be okay.

Captivated (ao3) - missbecky steve/tony M, 281k

Summary: When Tony sustains a life-threatening injury, Steve takes him to a world where magic can heal any wound. But their happy ending swiftly becomes a nightmare when slavers attack, and Tony is captured and taken away. After months apart, they are finally reunited, but the quest to save Tony is only just beginning.

Catching Lightning in a Bottle (ao3) - sabrecmc steve/tony M, 120k

Summary: College student Tony meets janitor Steve at MIT and they fall blissfully in love, until Howard happens and things fall apart. One divorce paperwork snafu courtesy of the ever-helpful Jarvis, and ten years later, Tony has to get re-divorced from Steve.

This does not go as he imagines.

Or, the Sweet Home Alabama AU that no one--well, okay, a few of you--asked for.

Cold Hearted (ao3) - Xythia loki/tony E, 132k

Summary: Sometimes the best defense is indeed a good offense. Which means, if you ask Tony Stark, that you should give the most Machiavellian, twisted and ruthless bastard you've ever met every reason to act in humanity's best interest.

Deep in the Heart of Me (ao3) - Finely Honed (jaqen_hgar) steve/tony E, 244k

Summary: Veteran single dad Steve runs a tattoo shop. Pepper arranges for Tony to get that tattoo he always wanted, and he winds up with the mother of all crushes instead. Jumping out of airplanes is one thing, but love requires real courage. Steve struggles with letting someone into his life. Tony tries to keep his heart intact while Steve works on his issues.

Craving a realistic depiction of a romantic relationship featuring PTSD, mental health issues, and characters who discuss their problems? This might be for you. No magic fixes here but a happy ending is guaranteed!

Grow To Be (ao3) - Sororising sam/bucky M, 110k

Summary: Sam flops back down onto the bed, shoving a few of the pillows behind his head and upper back - there’s way too many for one bed; if you multiply that by thirty bedrooms there must be -

“I can’t do math when I’m drunk,” he says mournfully. “Bucky, come here and help me do math.”

Bucky lets out a small laugh. “Bet you say that to all the girls.”

Sam doesn’t know how to unpick that sentence. He isn’t even going to bother trying; he just waves his arm around in Bucky’s general direction, hoping that he’ll make contact eventually.

I'll Keep You Safe Here With Me. (ao3) - sara_holmes bucky/clint M, 110k

Summary: Yes, Clint is avoiding the other Avengers. No, he does not want to go back to New York. But then again, he didn't exactly want to be kidnapped by the Winter Soldier either. Really, he just wants to go back to bed.

i would do anything to see you smile (ao3) - fyeahnatasharomanoff (MykaBeringWells) steve/natasha E, 124k

Summary: Natasha has been a straight A student since elementary school. All the teachers at her school know her, and know what to expect of her - only good things. So when she learns she will have a brand new teacher for AP Lit that year, she sets out on the first day to introduce herself … and what follows is not a life either of them ever thought they’d find themselves living, but they wouldn’t change it for the world.

Join the Club (ao3) - HashtagLEH pre peter/wade T, 143k

Summary: Homeless and mute after everything Peter has been through, he somehow makes friends with Deadpool, as Spiderman. And then he meets the Avengers, as Peter.

Or, alternatively: “Spidey and Deadpool: the Mute and the Motormouth” (a title by Deadpool).

leave the gun on the table (ao3) - Myrime M, 185k

Summary: Tony meets his soulmate under the worst possible circumstances. It is not just a kidnapping gone wrong. It turns out Steve and his gang picked him on purpose and they want some personal revenge. If only he had managed to say the words written on his soulmate's arm before they threw him back out into the streets.

Nameless (ao3) - AvaKelly bucky/clint M, 101k

Summary: A gun is pointed at him before he can even move from his position, the Soldier's metal arm steady in its aim. Clint sighs.

"Nemo," Clint says. "It's tattooed on your wrist, right here," he lifts his right hand and taps his left index finger where his palm ends.

The Soldier's eyes widen. "How do you know this?"

"I put it there."

peter's stars (ao3) - IronPengu, parkrstark steve/tony T, 175k

Summary: Steve and Peter lose their apartment and are kicked out on the streets. Steve has to juggle between jobs to earn whatever money he can, take care of his son while resfusing to let him realize how much they're trouble in, and keep them warm and safe on the city streets in winter.

So, he really doesn't have time to date the billionaire that flirts with him everyday as he buys his cup of coffee. Even if he did, he can't let himself fall for the man. Because if he knew that he lived from a backpack and showered in a public bathroom there's no way he'd still want him...right?

Start Here (ao3) - howlingbuchanan (penmarks) steve/bucky, sam/bucky M, 110k

Summary: "Tell him you will never know any better. Pretend to understand why that isn't good enough."

or

An exploration of grief and trauma through Bucky Barnes and Sam Wilson, who also happen to be accidentally, absolutely, and unconditionally in love.

Stetsons and Schoolteachers (ao3) - NotEvenCloseToStraight steve/tony, bucky/natasha, clint/sam, pepper/happy E, 136k

Summary: Alpha Sheriff Steve Rogers doesn’t know what to think of the new school teacher in his small town.

Omega Tony Carbonell is a quick witted, sharp tongued, sarcastic Omega with a butt that won’t quit– and a temper that won’t quit either.

Every attempt the Sheriff makes to get close is met with rolled eyes and snarkiness, but finally Tony gives in a little bit and the pair spends a few moments together that leaves the Alpha panting, desperate for more.

But there’s a layer of secrets beneath the Omega’s attitude, and the more Steve pushes, the more Tony pulls away.

When Tony’s past comes back in a terrifying way, Steve learns more about the Omega than he ever thought he would, secrets that make him rage, stories that break his heart, and when Tony is kidnapped, the Sheriff saddles up to bring his Omega home.

But Tony doesn’t consider Wildrock home, and he certainly doesn’t consider Steve his Alpha.

How can the Stetson wearing Sheriff convince the stubborn Schoolteacher that they are meant to be?

The Underwater Basket-Weaving Society of America (ao3) - thisiswhatthewatergaveme loki/tony E, 130k

Summary: Loki's crash landed, which is great. Only what do you do with a powerless, power-hungry ex-god looking for retaliation?

Tony’s Girl (ao3) - Crosshairs pepper/tony M, 130k

Summary: When Tony Stark finally opens his eyes after being rescued from Siberia, he isn’t the same man anymore. What happened in that abandoned Hydra base has broken him in ways that even Afghanistan hadn’t.

But Tony is famous for his innate ability to fix things, even himself. Slowly, with the help of friends old and new, he learns to deal with his new status quo, picks up the pieces of his destroyed existence and rebuilds it from the ground up.

Until an unusual accident puts a new, interesting spin to his already interesting life.

Wings of a Broken Hero (ao3) - Sexy_Avengers17 bucky/clint, steve/tony N/R, 132k

Summary: Bucky Barnes is the Winter Soldier no more. Out of Hydra's grasp, he now lives at the Avengers' Tower alongside the Avengers themselves. His life becomes a roller coaster as he balances the guilt he carries on his metal wing and arm, the craziness of living with superheroes, and stopping a bio-terrorist attack from A.I.M.

Also, the winged pain in his ass known as Clint Barton is too difficult to ignore. Looks like this is what Bucky gains after seventy years of fuckery.

Winterheart (ao3) - orphan_account loki/tony M, 144k

Summary: For his crimes, Loki’s punishment began in a lonely and endless winter. For Tony’s sacrifice, his imprisonment began with a rescue.

A story of ugliness and beauty, inside and out, and learning what the word ‘monster’ really means.

[starwarsgirl198]

Chapter 1: The Game is Over

You stumble through your days

If there was an award for bad luck, Gabrielle would win it, hands down. Right down to the fact that Deadpool got his hands on Cable's time travel device and she was sent back in time to World War 2.

She was going to fucking kill him when she got back….

AUTHOR'S NOTE:

Gabrielle and Isabelle learned the hard to not let Izzy's soulmate, Wade, mess with Cable's time traveling device xD also I would that I have an obsession with the Feral mutants from Marvel even more so than the telepathic/telekinetic mutants. I just find Ferals to be so fascinating, they are pretty much immortal.

The Hunter family are wolf Ferals, debating if they should also be shapeshifters as well....

Figured that this will be easier for you guys to know who belongs to who xD both soulmates and which granddaughter belongs to one of Danielle's daughters.

Gabrielle's soulmates are James "Bucky" Barnes, Steve Rogers, Tony Stark, T'Challa, Ororo Munroe, Bruce Banner, Thor, Clint Barton and Natasha Romanov. Arielle's soulmates are Wanda Maximoff and Vision. Chevell's soulmate is Pietro Maximoff. Isabelle's soulmates are Peter Parker and MJ Adelle's soulmates are Cable and Wade Wilson. Noelle's soulmates are Victor Creed and Logan. Michelle's soulmate is Erik (Magneto) and their daughters are Joelle and Annabelle. Annabelle's soulmate is Eddie Brock and Venom. Janelle's soulmate is M'Baku. Estelle's soulmate is Sam Wilson but she had Gabrielle, Janelle and Noelle with an unnamed human man who lost his soulmate to cancer. Joelle's soulmate is Drax. Aubrielle's soulmate is Heimdall, their daughters are Isabelle and Arielle. Rochelle's soul mates are Otto Octavius and Rosie. Danielle's soulmate was David Addington, their daughters are Estelle, Michelle and Aubrielle.

Chapter 1: Ritual

"Wade, I don't think you should be messing with Cable's time traveling device." Adelle's voice said through the closed door of her bedroom.

Gabrielle Hunter, who had been passing the door from her return trip from New Mexico with SHIELD, stopped and looked over at the door. Not surprised that he was here, he usually stopped by once a week to see his Soul Mate. Though how he got past security to their apartment complex was a mystery.

"I'm trying to make it better." Wade's voice.

The seventeen year old Feral chose at that moment to open the door because whenever he said that, it was never a good thing.

"What are yo--"

"Watch out, Gabbi!!"

Gabrielle raised her hand to block the intense white light that seemed to bathe the room, she felt a pulling sensation and then nothing but darkness and the last thing she thought before succumbing to the darkness was that she was going to kill Wade….

─┉┈◈◉◈┈┉─

Wade and Adelle stared at the spot where Gabrielle had been but she was no longer there.

"….."

"….."

Adelle slowly turned her head to look at Wade who tensed up at that because she did that slow head turn that her Nana did whenever someone pissed her off and it was creepy.

"Nana is going to kill you…."

"Fuck! I'll be right back! Cable can fix this!" Wade shouted, completely forgetting the fact that the matriarch of the Hunter pack was locked up in the deepest level of the Raft. That told Addie how much he feared Nana.

The seventeen year old Feral watched as her soulmate left her room and then the large house that the Hunter pack had claimed as their own. She shook her head before she tried to think of something to tell her mother and aunts about where Gabbi was. There was no way they'd believe this but maybe she can have Cable explain this to them…

[creative-caramel-coffee]

Note: all fics are for Sick / injured Fem!reader (expect series which have it but not the whole time) there is no smut in any of this they are just sicfics and series.

TITLE || TYPE OF FIC* || NO.K WORDS || RELATIONSHIP or TYPE FIC** || PROGRESS

*A = angst || F = Fluff || SF = Sic Fic || W = Whump || PF = Period Fic || VW = Vomit Warning

** Request || Sictember || Prompt

SERIES:

THE BEAR

|| A / F / SF / W / VW || 23.6K WORDS || WANDA x R || WIP

|| Part 1 || Part 2 || Part 3 || Part 4 || Part 5 || Part 6 || Part 7

You join your uncle tony in the avengers, it wasnt your original plan but you never planned for your powers either so here you are. Now your at the avengers tower and falling for the girl of your dreams. With a haunting past and interesting abilities can you navigate your way through the challenges of being a hero? After a mission gone wrong and a cruel twist of fate the team starts digging for answers. Can tony keep them from finding out the truth?

THE EBONY WINGS OF HYDRA

|| Part 1 || Part 2 || Part 3 ||

|| A / F / SF / W || 5.8K WORDS || WANDA x R || WIP

Hydra has been all you have ever known. But one day when the base you live in is attacked you escape. What will the real world be like for you. The avengers are happy to take you in but there are so many questions. You however are special. You have powers. Ones hydra wants back. Love, Drama, Romance (but not spicy), Illness, Injury, and trauma; What will win?

PHOBIA ONESHOT SERIES

|| Part 1 || Part 2 || Part 3 || Part 4

|| A / F / SF / W || 1.2K WORDS || WANDA x R || PEPPER x R || NAT x R || WIP

A series of oneshots where in each chapter reader has a different phobia. Wanda, Nat and sometimes Pepper comfort reader each time. Basically a bunch of hurt/comfort phobia fics some are really random. Most of the team is there at diffrent points. All set at various points in the MCU and is non canon compliant (like Wanda’s on the hellicarrier and stuff like that, nothing major).

THE SPIDERS SISTER

|| Part 1 || Part 2 || Part 3 || Part 4 || Part 5 || Part 6 || Part 7

|| F / SF / W || 16.0K WORDS || WANDANAT x R || WIP

Peter Parker may have been keeping one more secret than just his identity as Spider-man. Having been successful in hiding his older sister from the superhero lifestyle, things eventually catch up to the Parker’s. The spider’s sister gets sick with a cold and when the enhanced get sick, they need people like Bruce to help. But maybe a little cold is what was needed to force you into the avengers inner circle. With no apartment and no job to your name, your’s and Peter’s secret may be coming out a little bit sooner than you both expected.

ONESHOTS:

Wandanat x R

Fever and fainting || W / SF / VW || 1.6K WORDS

Reader wakes up sick and tries to hide it from her girls.

Periods suck || SF / F / W / PF || 980 WORDS

Periods are difficult for Y/n and her girls help her through it.

Wheezy winters || SF / F / W || 1.1K WORDS

Reader has Asthma and has kept it secret … until now when she cant avoid it.

Wheezy Winters Pt.2 || SF / F / W || 900 WORDS

Your preventer puffer prescription is out but you dont let that stop you from running. What happens next?

Delirium days || SF / F / W || 1.1K WORDS

Reader wakes up with a fever and goes to sleep that night with two new girlfriends.

Just trying to game || SF / F / W || 1.1K WORDS

Sick Reader gets up to game in the night after not being able to sleep. What happens when you get caught?

travel troubles || SF / F / W / VW || 1.1K WORDS || SICTEMBER

Reader gets sick at a bad time, but your girls are there for you.

Awful Anxiety || FW / F / W / A? / VW || 2K WORDS || SICTEMBER

Reader has an Anxious Stomach and has kept their anxiety from her grilfriends. but cant anymore.

side sickness || F / SF / W / VW || 900 WORDS || SICTEMBER

reader gets shot on a mission and has to get surgery. the medicine used ends us giving r some strange side effects.

Pesky period pains || F / SF / W / A? / PF || 2.3K WORDS || SICTEMBER

Reader gets her period and try’s to suffer through it alone. But her girls are always there for her.

Rest and Regret || F / W / SF || 1.1K WORDS || SICTEMBER

Reader goes into battle sick and gets hurt. Her girlfriends have to pick up the pieces.

Fevered flushed flu || F / W / SF / A? / VW || 1K? WORDS || SICTEMBER

You had lied about being sick one too many times and now you really are your girls don’t belive you.

Seldom Self-care Sickness || F / W / SF / A? || 1.4K WORDS || SICTEMBER

when you fail to look after yourself your girls always will make sure your ok

Period and puking || F / W / SF / A? / PF / VW || 1.9K WORDS || REQUEST

your girls come home to find that you had gotten your period and the stomach flu at the same time

Extremely Extraordinarily Exhausted || F / W / SF || 600 WORDS || PROMPT

With a mix of no sleep and a mission your girls look after you when you finally collapse

Tummy Troubles || F / W / SF || 600 WORDS || REQUEST

R gets a stomach ache and needs her girls to feel better.

Nightmares || F / W / SF? || 1.1K WORDS

R is having a hard time sleeping, can her girls figure out why in order to help her? Ft. Pepper Potts

Probably Panicking || F / W / SF / A? || 1.1K WORDS || REQUEST

R falls victim to a prank gone wrong and ends up panicking. Will her girls find her and help her in time?

Misunderstood mishaps || F / W / SF? / A || 2.2K WORDS || REQUEST

reader has a misunderstanding with her girls and pepper saves the day.

Stomach Struggles || F / W / SF / A? / VW || 1.7K WORDS ||

Reader suffers from chronic stomach aches but her girls are away and she needs them now.

Stomach Struggles Pt.2 || F / W / SF / VW || 1.2K WORDS ||

Reader’s stomach ache still hasn’t gone away and her girls look after her until she’s better again.

Secretly Shot || F / W / SF / A || 2K WORDS || REQUEST

Reader gets hurt and hides it from everyone after the team has been having problems with her.

Stupidly stabbed || F / W / SF / A?|| 1.4K WORDS || REQUEST

Reader has been avoiding nat and Wanda, what happens when they are all sent on a mission together and reader gets hurt?

A disastrous first || F / W / SF / VW / PF || 4.6K WORDS ||

Reader is on a mission with the team and it’s the morning before they leave to go into the bush for a bunch of days to camp to stakeout a base and reader gets her first period. Bad timing.

Spring Sucks || F / W / SF || 1.3K WORDS

Readers allergies are playing up and she gets some help from her girls.

Mission ends, cold starts || F / W / SF || 1.6K WORDS || REQUEST

Reader finished a mission despite having a cold and so her girls look after her.

Period Panic || F / W / SF / PF || 1.4K WORDS || REQUEST

Reader struggles with her period after previous bad experiences. After hiding it from her girlfriends how will she react when they point out she had leaked.

Fevered Confusion || F / W / SF || 1K WORDS || REQUEST

Reader has a high fever and in a confused state she wanders off, freaking out her girls. Where did she go? Will they find her?

Injuries and Idiots || F / W / SF / A? || 1.2K WORDS || SICTEMBER

Reader got shot and hides it, which was probably a bad idea.

Moving in but with crutches || F / W / SF || 1.5K WORDS || REQUEST

Reader is super excited to move in with her girls but she’s a little clumsy and ends up needing some tlc

A Steady Decline || F / W / SF || 1.1K WORDS || REQUEST

Reader is in some weird pain. It feels like cramps from hell but its all wrong. What is it?

Stubborn and Sick || F / W / SF || 1.0K WORDS || REQUEST

Reader sucks at backing down from a challange and it can only go wrong when shes also sick.

Peanut butter and allergies || F / W / SF || 0.0K WORDS || REQUEST || COMING SOON

Reader just wanted to make Nat a PB & J sandwich however something important slipped your mind.

The Hard Days || F / W || 1.4K WORDS || REQUEST

reader has been struggling a bit and her girls step in.

Left Behind and Bleeding || F / W / A / PF || 1.2K WORDS ||

Reader has been feeling forgotten all week when her period shows up, she just wants to curl up and hide. Will her girlfriends look after her this time?

Parkers, Pots and Periods || F / W / PF / SF || 2.3K WORDS ||

Reader is Peter’s sister and is going on a field trip to stark industries, the catch? She’s on her period and has POTS… things go badly and Wanda and Nat step in to take care of you. 

Wandanat x daughter!R

Sokovians and Sickness || F / W / SF / VW || 1.1K WORDS || REQUEST

Reader wakes up sick with a stomach bug but her mama’s are there to look after her.

Wanda x R

Sick and Sad || F / W / SF / VW || 700 WORDS || SICTEMBER

reader is sick and injured, what happens when you cant get up in time to be sick?

Chesty coughs and cuddles || F / W / SF || 700 WORDS || PROMPT

reader gets sick and wanda takes them to get checked out

Insignificant Injuries and Illness || F / W / SF || 700 WORDS || PROMPT

Reader is sick and gets slightly hurt when left alone.

Mission Migraine || F / W / SF / VW || 1.1K WORDS || PROMPT

Reader gets a migraine on the jet home from a mission but Nat and Wanda are there for her.

Cuddles and Colds || F / W / SF || 1.2K WORDS || PROMPT

Reader sick and being difficult luckily Wandas patient as always.

More Migraines || F / W / SF / VW || 1.8K WORDS || REQUEST

Reader has been hiding migraines but what happens when the team needs her for a mandated (by Steve) bonding day?

Natasha x R

Sleepy Sickness || F / W / SF || 2.4K WORDS || REQUEST

Reader gets sick the morning before she and Nat are suppose to be babysitting Morgan.

Pepper x Platonic!R

Rich White Men Parties || F / W / SF / A / VW || 2K WORDS

Reader is forced to go to a party despite not feeling well beacuse others don’t believe her, pepper steps in.

Actually Asthmatic || F / W / SF || 2.5K WORDS

Reader comes to work despite being sick and pepper makes sure you’re ok.

OTHER

SICKTEMBER PROMPTS 2023 (No longer updating)

these are the sictember prompts i have done + fics (though they are all listed here as well)

ANGSTPRIL 2024 (WIP)

These are NOT LISTED on this masterlist (yet) and can be found at the link above. Contains wandanat fics mostly.

[brooooswriting]

Request: OOO Hii could you do something with kate bishop that is very fluffy and maybe at some point the others like (Nat Yelena America Peter mj kamala+) join up and they all just have fun you can make up the rest <333 Hope you have a wonderful day/night

Group dates

It’s been rather long since you and Kate could have a date and when you finally had one planned Kate got sick and shouldn’t go out, which is why you decided to just do it at home with a bit of help from the one and only Tony stark.

You actually planned to go to an arcade, so Tony built and ordered all the machines you’d actually have in one and even more. It was great, he set up led lights to create the right atmosphere, helped you get all the food and the music.

So you went and surprised Kate with your at home date. “You did all this just for me?” She asked as she jumped into your arms when she saw the setup. “Yeah, I mean I had Tony’s help but still” you explained as you kissed her cheek. “And now let’s go. I wanna kick your ass in those games” you grinned as you made your way towards the first game.

You guys were playing for around half and hour now and it was one of the best dates you had till now. The thing is, you didn’t think about the team and were surprised when suddenly Nat, Yelena, Peter, America, Kamala and Wanda stood in front of you two. “What are you guys doing?” Yelena asked when she looked around while Peter, America and Kamala started to run around the room to look at all the games. Natasha only mumbled a small ‘children’ and Wanda tried to usher them out of the room so the two of you could enjoy your date.

After one look at you Katie spoke up. “Why don’t we all play? There are a lot of games and the more the merrier right?” She asked making everybody smile. “Do you guys think I could ask MJ if she wants to come? I haven’t seen her a lot lately” Peter asked making you pout. “That’s sooo cute, of course you can” you answered before wrapping your arm around the archer and pulling her closer.

Time went by much faster than you thought. You lost against Natasha in some shooting game, you won against Yelena when it came to basketball and you held the record on the pec man machine, while Kate won some archery game against MJ, beat America in flipper and lost against Kamala when it came to some shooting stuff. And the dancing game thingy? Let’s just say everybody was happy that you guys didn’t break any bones.

“So how about some corn dogs and fries?” You asked as you made your way to the kitchen. You could hear everybody’s yes as you started to warm up the food Tony got for you guys. The young archer made her way to you and you were quick to welcome her in your arms for some well needed cuddles. “Thank you for all this” she mumbled into you making you smile. “You don’t have to thank me. I’m just happy I got the opportunity to spend my time with you my love” you told her before parting from her to get the warm food.

Before you could leave the kitchen Kate pulled you back to press a kiss to your lips. “Ok now we can go back” you laughed at her antics but made your way to the living room nonetheless.

“So Y/n, why did you even think about a arcade date?” Wanda asked before taking a bite of her corn dog. “Well, mine and Kate’s first date was in an arcade, so I thought this would be a cute redemption. I beat her back then in most games and I beat her now” you grinned looking over to Kate who scoffed and hit the back of your head. “So not true” she grumbled making everybody laugh.

“I bet Kate bishop would win against Y/n Y/l/n in a shooting game” Yelena bet. This time you scoffed and looked at Yelena offendedly. “I would definitely win asshole” you encountered crossing your arms. “Oh baby, don’t get offended” your girlfriend said and rubbed your arm making you let out a sarcastic laugh. “You’re only saying that because she said you’d win” you argued.

Everyone stood around you and Kate as you guys got ready to play. “I think Y/n will win” Kamala said to America who just shook her head from left to right and then pointed to Kate. “No, Kate knows how to aim” she explained but Kamala still believed you would win and she was right.

“Oh my gosh, who would have thought that Y/n beats Kate Bishop?” Yelena asked making fun of Kate. “I did idiot, I trained her” Natasha smiled proudly laying her hand on your shoulder giving it a squeeze. “You trained her? That’s so unfair” now the brown haired girl was pouting and whining like a small child. “I’m sorry hun, would ice cream make you feel better?” You asked her causing her eyes to light up. Or rather causing everybody’s eyes to light up.

So you made your way into the kitchen and got an ice for everybody. While eating the ice you watched America play pac man against Wanda who clearly manipulated the game to her benefits making you laugh when America tried to punch the machine into another universe. After that Natasha showed MJ how to hold a gun properly as she was just as useless when it came to guns as her spider boyfriend.

Durning this time America annoyed Peter due to asking him a thousand questions about his powers and if he could shoot spider webs out of his butt and while that question deeply confused you you do have to say that it wasnt the most stupid question.

At the end of the night all of you were watching a movie in the living room. Kate was completely on top of you cuddling further into you. Sure, It wasn’t the most traditional date but it was one of the best dates you had until now as you could spend it with most of the people you loved.

[annab-nana]

🐚 “you’re worth everything.” + peter parker

ahhh yes

warnings: mentions of being mind controlled

❀ masterlist ❀

as you sat in the meeting, your leg bounced up and down continuously. you couldn't help it. you were filled with worry and not even for yourself anymore, but for those around you who were putting themselves in danger for you. they talked and argued as they tried to figure out a plan, but you didn't see a win in their future unless you gave up.

peter reached over and let his hand rest over the top of your knee, his silent way of telling you it's alright, it's okay, and i'm here for you. you sent him a small smile in thanks before focusing yourself back on tony and steve's arguing.

"we can't just lock her in a cage, tony. she's a kid," steve fought. you weren't opposed to tony's idea of taking you somewhere else and staying hidden until they could figure this out. but you knew that it could be a while before anything would get better and you would be able to see peter or anyone you knew again. in the best-case scenario, it wouldn't last long, but you were never dealt the luckiest hand. normally, your cards were pretty shitty.

"it wouldn’t be a cage and you know that. our mission is to keep her safe and right now, that is the safest option i see, so do enlighten me, rogers. what do you have in mind?" steve scoffed at stark and let his blue eyes roll.

"guys, let's take this down a notch," natasha piped up, eyes bouncing between the two who often led the team.

bruce adjusted his glasses before adding his own commentary. "let's just think about this for a little bit. we obviously can't let harrison get y/n. that's the main thing. they have to know she's here, but heavily protected. all they have to do is build an army big enough or weapons strong enough to take us out, but if we go with tony's plan, they won't know anything, not her location, not her security level, nothing. just looking at the facts, tony's plan is the best we've got."

steve sighed before tony spoke up again. "look, i'll make it as safe as i can. she will be stark protected and comfortable and we won't go see her in case they're watching us. she will be safe and that is what she needs most right now."

the back and forth commenced once again as did your leg's bobbing and even peter's hand couldn't keep you at bay any longer. you stood to your full height and quieted the group with a clipped, barked, "guys!" all eyes were on you in an instant and you let your shoulders sink with your hopes of making it out of this in a way that pleased everyone including yourself.

"i- i just," you paused and breathed in, "i don't think i'm worth all this. all this precaution and putting you guys in danger. maybe i should just go back to harrison and let him control me again until you guys figure out a way to ambush him because you guys are less likely to get hurt if you're the ones in control, you know."

you didn't have long to take in everyone's sad eyes before peter stood up next to you, taking yours and everyone else's attention with him. "don't say that," he started and you swore you saw tears lining his doe eyes, "you’re worth everything and we are going to do everything we can to keep you safe, okay?"

you nodded at him, heart warming at his concern for you and security washing over you as you felt his hand in yours. "yeah, okay."

"i think that's enough for tonight," clint spoke up and earned nods from the rest of the group. "you two, go on to bed. we will clean up around here."

hand-in-hand, you and peter walked out of the conference room and down the hall to head to the elevator. peter let you in first and you hit the floor number of your rooms while he walked in and the doors closed behind you.

"would you wanna stay the night with me? it's just that if we go with tony's plan, there's no telling how long it will be before i see you again and i-"

"yes," peter said cutting off your words, "i'll stay with you." he gave your hand a squeeze in reassurance, another sign that he was here, he was with you, and he wasn't leaving you alone if he had anything to do with it.

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[tinyyoungblood]

hi!! do you know that tiktok trend where the girl asks her bf if he can temporarily break up with her so she can be heartbroken when she listens to olivia rodrigo’s new album and the bf always says no? could you do that but with peter and avenger!reader? i don’t really know how the avengers play into that but i trust you to think of something great. love your work babes <3

pairing: peter parker x avenger!reader

word count: 2.7k

a/n: hey fren, tysm <3 i do know that trend, and it always warms my darn heart. you probably meant for this to be a headcanon but halfway through i realised that i was writing full sentences, so i just rolled with it bc i have no self-control lol enjoy x

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“Peter, I need you to break up with me.”

Not a moment later, you heard a series of loud crashes and Peter stumbled out of the bathroom, hopping on one leg while fiddling with his zipper. “What did you just say?” His eyes were wild as they scanned your face.

“I need you to break up with me,” you repeated calmly, not taking your eyes off your laptop.

“Break up with you?” Peter echoed, hand raking through his hair in bewilderment. “Why would I do that? Do you want to break up?”

This made you look up. Peter was staring at you like you had just insulted his face, making it quite an effort to stay serious. “It’s just for 34 minutes and 46 seconds,” you assured. “So I can listen to Olivia Rodrigo’s new album.”

He blinked at you.

“What?”

“Please?” You set your laptop aside, shuffling to the end of the bed so you were sitting right in front of him. “I want to listen to it in full effect with a broken heart and everything.”

“I…” Peter slowly shook his head. A helpless laugh escaped him. “Um, no. Thank you.” He turned and made to return to the bathroom.

“Peter,” you whined and grabbed for his hand, pulling him to a halt.

“Sorry, angel.” He shrugged, supressing the faint tug at the corner of his mouth.

“Pleeeeaase.”

“Nope.”

You pouted. “We can break up when you train with Bucky! In that way you won’t even notice because you’ll be busy and distracted. I won’t even be on your mind.” You weren’t sure what you had said that made Peter stare at you like you were insane, but it took him a second to snap out of it.

He cupped your face with his hands and made sure to meet your eyes. “Babe, I think about you all the time.” He said it like it was a wish he wanted to word correctly. Slow and precise. Then he switched to a lighter tone that implied that he was done with the conversation. “I’m not breaking up with you.” With that he turned and left for the bathroom.

“Fine,” you called back although the water was already running and you doubted that Peter could hear you. And if he did, he probably didn’t care. You took that as your cue to leave. Defeated, you plucked your headphones into your phone and picked out a song of Olivia’s album at random.

Steve was lounging on the couch of the common room when you entered. He looked up from his magazine and gave you a small smile by way of greeting. You returned it by tapping two fingers at your temple in salute, ignoring the way how his stare lingered a little longer. You sat down next to him. When you locked eyes again, you saw the silent question on his face and let out a laugh. It ended up sounding more like a delightful scoff.

“I know Tony takes pride in being the philanthropist amongst us, but for someone who grew up in the ice age, you’re really good at reading people’s faces.” You wanted to annoy Steve, maybe even coax out a laugh, but he just kept looking at you, and you held his gaze. You were good at it—an aftereffect of living with Bucky who happened to love the same yoghurt as you did. Sometimes you put all western movies to shame with the way you narrowed your eyes at each other early in the morning in front of the fridge.

To your luck, Steve was just as stubborn, which meant that you two could’ve kept it going until death if it weren’t for the door banging open.

“I can’t believe you did this to me!” A voice boomed. You took a wild guess and assumed it was Clint.

“Tell me about it!” Another voice bellowed right back.

A second later, Sam and Clint marched into the room, furious, whereas Bucky strolled in behind them with no care in the world.

The former two were holding bags of food. Both were animated and waving their arms through the air while arguing. You turned down the volume of your phone in time to hear Steve demand, “What’s going on?”

Clint and Sam stared daggers at Bucky until Steve amended, “Buck, what did you do?”

The man in question turned around, facing his best friend in exasperation. “I asked these two to get food for me.” This earned him a snarl. Bucky waved them off and examined his metal arm, unconcerned. “Honestly, I have no idea why they’re getting so worked up about it.”

“We—” Sam gestured wildly between Clint and himself. “—were asked to pick up food for him from two different places. And neither of us knew about it!”

“Yes, neither of us knew,” Clint chimed in, eyes narrowing at Bucky who was busy flicking dust off his arm. “And I don’t know about you, Sam, but I was touched. I was moved, okay? Because Bucky never asks for anything and here I was, thinking we’re starting to bond or whatever but now I just feel USED.”

Sam gave a harsh sound in agreement.

“Bucky,” said Steve after no one had anything to add. “What do you have to say to that?”

Your gaze flitted between them, not sure what to expect. Bucky didn’t give any sign of wanting to respond, making you wonder if he had heard Cap at all. But then a slow smile swept over his lips and you noted that it was probably the most feline smile you’d ever seen. It was a smile storybook villains wore after burning down the world.

“The only thing I have to say is that I regret not having the moment they ran into each other in the elevator on video tape, because that—” He turned and looked Sam and Clint straight in the eye. “—was amazing.”

No one spoke.

“Ruthless,” you said under your breath and just like marionettes, the four men glanced you before another argument broke.

You took the chance to turn the volume back up. “happier” was playing and you settled further into the couch to watch the scene unfold. Sam was arguing so passionately that the vein on his neck was making an impressive appearance. Clint, on the other hand, had a palm pressed flat to his chest; his face showing pure betrayal. Bucky didn’t seem to care for the chaos. He tried multiple times to grab for the bags only for one of them to move out of his reach. When you glanced at Steve, you nearly lost it.

He was staring at them like his lifespan had just been reduced to ten years. He looked like he wanted to throw pebbles after them.

Nudging him with your arm, you silently handed him one of your earphones. He glanced at you and hesitated, probably thinking of the many times you had offered him a taste of blaring electronic music. You rolled your eyes and insisted again. This time, Steve took it and you watched in amusement as his brows rose in surprise.

“I like the piano,” he mouthed and glimpsed at the name of the song. You grinned.

In the meantime, Clint and Sam had decided to form an alliance. They had planted themselves in the opposite couch, digging into the contents of the brown bags while Bucky gawked at them from the other side of the room with his mouth ajar and heart ripped out of his chest. Shaking his head in disbelief, he let himself fall into the armchair facing them. He looked devastated. You weren’t sure if you had to stifle a laugh or tears.

Next to you, Steve chocked back a laugh. You quirked an eyebrow and considered him only to realise the reason behind his glee. Bucky was brooding in his seat while Sam and Clint did an excellence job on commenting every bite. Nothing has ever received as much praise as that pasta, and you were certain that if this were a cartoon, there would be rain clouds hovering above Bucky’s head. As if the angels had set it up themselves, you took notice of the lyrics.

I hope you're happy, but not like how you were with me

I'm selfish, I know, I can't let you go

So find someone great but don't find no one better

Bucky was pouting, poking the leather of his armchair with his finger while stealing glances at Sam and Clint. It was perfect. Steve slapped a hand on his chest and he tipped his head back, laughing.

I hope you're happy, I wish you all the best, really

Say you love her, baby, just not like you loved me

And think of me fondly when your hands are on her

I hope you're happy, but don't be happier

You were both laughing hysterically. The others had stopped their on-going war to stare at the two of you; their expressions baffled. The song came to an end and Steve gave back your earphone, rubbing his eye as if wiping away a tear. He rose and walked over to Bucky, hurling him to his feet and putting an arm around his shoulders.

“Oh, Buck,” Steve said with a note of laughter in his voice. “There’s a song I need to show you.” You smiled as you watched them leave.

“Well, this was fun.” You pushed yourself off the couch and shook your head as Sam offered you some of his sushi. “Thanks, but I’m on a mission to get heartbroken.”

Leaving the men to their food, you wandered the halls and listened to “traitor” as you walked past Wanda’s room. Her door was open and you could see that Vision was in the middle of a chess game with Bruce and Wanda. By the looks of it, Vision was as good as winning and you reined the urge to cheer for him. You peaked around the door frame and saw that Vision had their king in check. Deep betrayal crossed Wanda’s face.

You chuckled quietly and whispered, “FRIDAY, play what I’m listening to right now through the speakers in Wanda’s room.” FRIDAY didn’t bother to respond but not a second later, the lyrics were blasting through her room and their heads snapped up in confusion.

Don't you dare forget about the way

You betrayed me

'Cause I know that you'll never feel sorry

For the way I hurt, yeah

“Wanda?“ You heard Vision’s careful voice. “What is going on?”

Guess you didn't cheat

But you're still

You're still a traitor

“I’m not sure, but these lyrics aren’t wrong…You are a traitor.” Wanda narrowed her eyes at him, slowly bobbing her head to the music. Treason danced in her eyes. It was the beginning of a villain origin story.

“Maybe it’s a sign of God,” Bruce said and you almost burst out laughing.

God, I wish that you had thought this through

Before I went and fell in love with you

“Hell yeah!” Wanda yelled and this time you bolted down the hallway, wheezing. You dashed right into Tony’s lab and slammed the door.

“What are you on?” He looked up in amusement. You simply shook your head, laughter still bubbling over your lips.

“Just spreading love in this facility.” You waved your hand at nothing in particular and Tony nodded.

“Right, I heard you asked Peter to break up with you to listen to that one album? Very dramatic. I like it.”

“See.” You gestured at him, indicating that he was the only one who got it. “It’s a good album. Maybe you should ask Pepper to divorce you.”

Tony gave a humourless laugh. “Yeah, I don’t think she would come back if I asked her.”

“Yikes,” you mumbled and this time Tony’s laughed for real.

“So what? You’ve just been walking around waiting for heartbreak?” He turned back to whatever he was working on. You stepped closer to get a peek.

“Precisely.”

“Sounds tiring.”

“I’m powered by exhaustion” You handed him the wrench he needed. “Want a listen? I think there’s a song you might like.”

He contemplated the offer and lifted his shoulder in a half-shrug. “Sure, why not.” You couldn’t help but squeal. You knew that Tony probably didn’t care but sharing your music was always exciting.

Beaming, you removed your headphones and connected your phone to the speakers of Tony’s lab. The first tunes of “good 4 u” started playing and Tony tapped his foot to the beat, head bobbing just slightly. When the chorus hit, he stood up and you stepped back, thinking he wanted to headbang. Instead, he reached for a tool that was further away. You didn’t miss the way he moved his shoulders in a little dance move though.

“I like this one,” he said, and you flashed him a smile. You continued working on the suit, handing Tony things you knew he needed until you passed him a plier and he froze. You furrowed your brows, glanced at the tool you knew was the right one, and cocked your head in silent question.

Maybe I'm too emotional

Or maybe you never cared at all

Looking you straight in the eyes, he flung the plier over his shoulder, opened a drawer, and took out another plier to use on his suit. You gasped.

“How dare you,” you whispered in shock. Tony had the nerve to shrug.

“Enjoy your little heartbreak moment, Y/N.” He shooed you away like a cat. “FRIDAY, yank up the volume, would you.”

Well, good for you, you look happy and healthy

Not me, if you ever cared to ask

Good for you, you're doin' great out there without me

“Guys?” Peter’s voice was drowned out by the booming music. He was leaning against the doorframe, watching in amusement as you and Tony towered on the lab tables, using screwdrivers as provisional microphones. While Tony played a terrific air guitar, you sank dramatically to your knees and impressed the crowd with your air drumming skills.

“Guys?” Peter tried again, chuckling. This time you and Tony whipped around at the same time and pointed straight at Peter.

Like a damn sociopath

You threw your arms up in the air and spun in circles while Tony jumped into quite an impressive split leap.

I've lost my mind

I've spent the night cryin' on the floor in my bathroom

Just over the fact that I really don't get it

But I guess good for you

The song came to an end, and you leapt on Tony’s table to share a screwdriver with him as you sang the last lyrics together.

Well, good for you, I guess you moved on really easily

The song ended and all you could hear was heavy breathing. Peter began to clap. “This was great, you guys. Wow.”

You exchanged glances with Tony before making a show of bowing at the waist.

“So this is what happens when I refuse to break up with you?” Peter strolled over to where you sat on the lab table, positioning himself between your legs. Tony chuckled and jumped off to grab a water bottle from across the room.

“I’m gonna need you to elaborate on that,” you said, just for the devil of it.

Peter smiled. “Cap and Bucky are crying over a song, Vision is sending Wanda flowers in ten-minute intervals, and you are down here having a rock concert with Tony.”

You gave him a toothy grin. “I was just feeling sour.”

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[ackermanbitch]

Teenage Dirtbag (Peter Parker X Reader) Part Five

a/n: lets just act like i havent fucked up the plot multiple times bc civil war is confusing also ive changed this chapter like twice now

Part One

Part Two

Part Three

Part Four

warnings: cussing, steve like very briefly manipulating reader for his cause, vague and badly written action scenes

word count: 2.7k

"Why do I need to know all this Steve? Natasha and dad were pretty clear about keeping me in the dark." She whispered, sitting on a step in the stairway. Everything was so much more complicated than (Y/N) thought. She was now stuck in the compound with Wanda and Vision, feeling a sudden weight on her shoulders, too much weight for someone her age.

A few days after her afternoon with Ned and Peter, Happy told (Y/N) she needed to head to the compound for reasons he couldn't explain. Of course, she agreed without a second thought, not thinking it was a big deal.

It was a big deal. An enormous deal.

Steve was a criminal, and her dad was after him. She hated herself for it, but she was definitely on Cap's side. His pitch made more sense to her than her dad's. The Avengers just can't do what they need to if they're held back by a list of rules. She also tried to look at the entire situation like the trolley problem.

There were lives lost in New York, Washington DC and Sokovia but taking down the villains undoubtedly prevented more lives from being lost.

Steve, Bucky and Sam had a mildly stable plan at the moment to meet (Y/N), Wanda, Clint and some guy named Scott at an airport in Germany where the quinjet was being held.

"Because I need you on my side, (Y/N). Maybe your dad will listen if his own daughter is the one talking." Steve explained, his tone sounding slightly frustrated.

(Y/N) clenched her jaw, gripping the phone in her hand tighter as she spoke. "If I'm talking? I'll only help if I don't actually have to talk to him until this whole thing is solved. He will actually blast you to pieces if he finds out you're the one who told me."

"Desperate times call for desperate measures (Y/N). Trust me, I never wanted you involved in this, but I know you can help, whether or not Tony even knows you're with us."

"What if he like- never speaks to me again? And what if you lose this whole thing and go to prison Cap? What happens to me, hm? I feel like you just haven't thought this th-" The sound of a faraway explosion interrupted her, making her stand up and jog up the stairs to the kitchen where Vision and Wanda were.

She hung up on Steve, shoving her phone in her pocket with one hand and pushing open the door with her other one, "Wanda? Did you guys hea-" She paused, seeing Clint try to fight Vision with his fists.

(Y/N) felt like her legs were stuck in cement as she watched Vision hold Clint in a chokehold, seemingly winning the fight until Wanda fought against Vision, sending him flying through a few floors and then deeper into the earth.

Clint sighed in relief, running up to the teen and taking her hand. "C'mon kiddo, not long before he gets back up."

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"Is this kidnapping? I feel like this is kidnapping." (Y/N) asked, sitting in the front row of the van, leaning forward to talk to Clint.

"Unfortunately, yeah, we kidnapped you. But we're not taking you against your will or anything. And just because Steve wanted you here, doesn't mean I agree with it." He mumbled the last sentence, pulling into a parking spot.

He pulled open the side door after hopping out of the front seat, "Now, what are you do-"

"Watching, listening and running." She mumbled, pulling her backpack out of the van and throwing it over her shoulder. "God, that was a brutal trip, this Scott dude snores like crazy. Funny guy though, you should see his magic tricks." She giggled lightly, stretching while 'the Scott dude' introduced himself to Steve.

"They tell you what we're up against?" Cap asked, crossing his arms.

"Something about some psycho-assassins?"

Steve nodded, "We're outside the law on this one."

"Insane understatement..." (Y/N) scoffed.

"One question, does she have superpowers I don't know about? I mean, I have no problem with her being here or anything I just don't know why someone would bring a teenager to something like this." Scott asked, gesturing to her with a nod of his head.

"Distraction. Just in case." She deadpanned, still stretching.

(Y/N) sat on the roof of the parking garage, a pair of binoculars in her hands. She had a bottle of water in her lap and her backpack sat next to her, it was a nice setup.

Things started out tame as Steve walked out into the open, Tony and Rhodey landing in front of him. She could somewhat hear what they were discussing, the echoing making it easier to hear even from her distance.

Tony suddenly cupped his hands around his mouth, yelling a code name (Y/N) definitely did not recognize.

"Underoos!"

She saw him swinging through the air before Cap did. What looked like insanely enlarged spider webs stuck to Steve's shield, ripping it from his grasp like it was nothing.

She looked through her binoculars, her eyebrows furrowing. Who the hell was this guy? Have I seen that suit before? Why is he making small talk at a fucking battle?

"Cap-Captain. Big fan, I'm Spider-Man."

His voice cracked a lot.

(Y/N) lowered her binoculars, gasping. She didn't even listen to her dad's ranting, squinting at the stranger in the red suit.

When she did focus back in on the present, things had escalated a lot more quickly than she expected.

"Great, alright there's two on the parking deck, one of them's Maximoff, I'm gonna grab her." Tony reported.

"Got two in the terminal, Wilson and Barnes and.. Someone else is on the roof of the parking deck Tony- Jesus, it's (Y/N)." Rhodey gasped, focusing in on the girl to see her grabbing her backpack.

Tony paused mid-air, whipping his head around to look for her but she had disappeared just as quickly as Rhodey had pointed her out.

"Fuck, that was quick." She cussed under her breath, sliding down the roof and hopping off to land on someone's car, climbing off a lot more carefully than her last jump. She took off through the lot, making her way to the terminal. Tony was frozen in the air, trying to comprehend why and how the hell she was there.

"What should I do, Mister Stark?"

"Forget what we discussed, after her, now! She's headed for Barnes and Wilson!" He yelled through comms after a few seconds before going after Clint and Wanda again who had successfully gotten much farther than he wanted them.

"It's working (Y/N)." Clint confirmed, making the girl grin to herself.

The Spider-Man cleared his throat, "On it, sir!" He responded hesitantly, swinging to the windows of the building.

(Y/N) sprinted in the same direction as Bucky and Sam, her eyes focused on what was in front of her, not the stranger in spandex about to crash through the window.

She let out a scream as she was tackled to the floor, rolling a good twenty feet. The rub burn from the carpeted floor stung like fire but it was better than if he tackled her while she was on the tile. There were still a few pieces of glass from the broken window that cut her arm and face, not going unnoticed by the masked man.

When they stopped, the stranger sat on top of (Y/N), "He-" He quickly switched to a... Really terrible Queens accent? "Hey, I uh don't wanna hurt you or an-"

He was suddenly cut off, (Y/N) punching him square in the jaw with all her strength but it wasn't the flesh of her knuckles that hit his face, it was- metal? When did she put on the glove of what looked like Iron Man's suit? He didn't really care what it was, it hurt like a bitch.

While she was running, she had pressed some buttons on her watch, displayed on a holographic screen, letting red and gold metal encase part of her wrist, all of her palm and her knuckles, leaving her thumb and fingers bare. Tony gave it to her for self-defense when she turned fifteen, matching the one he wore himself.

"Ew, get off!" She screamed, "Stop freaking out!" He screamed back, webbing her more dangerous hand to the floor. She gasped in disgust, immediately shooting a repulsor through the substance and barely missing the masked man's face.

"You are so lucky that didn't hit you, you creep!"

"Creep?! I-I'm just trying to do my job, lady!"

"While straddling me?! Sure!"

"Straddling you?!"

"He's what?!"

Both Sam and Bucky yelled through comms at the same time, promptly turning around, Sam taking flight and Bucky sprinting back in the direction they came.

"I didn't mean t-" Spider-man was cut off again, Sam quite literally swooping in and picking- no ripping him off of (Y/N), throwing him in the opposite direction of her. "Creep." Sam mumbled, landing and putting his fists up.

"Thank you!" (Y/N) scrambled to her feet, taking off once again with a huff, "Ugh, why don't I work out, this is terrible!" She groaned but continued running as fast as possible anyway.

"We can only give you about two minutes, you better run like hell." Bucky's voice came over comms, and if she could run any faster, she definitely would. "Got it." She responded quickly, sliding down the middle of the escalator and hopping off at the end, losing her footing for a split second.

"Shit, this is terrifying." She mumbled out of breath, practically crashing through the doors that led to the open space where all the chaos was taking place.

(Y/N) finally slowed down, leaning over to put her hands on her knees, wheezing slightly. When she looked back up, she saw a truck flying through the air before hitting the ground, lighting up on impact.

"(Y/N), quinjet, now." Steve interrupted her thoughts, her feet almost moving on their own again as she ran under and around different vehicles and storage compartments to stay out of Tony's sight. She caught up quickly, running close behind Wanda.

Everything was going to plan, that is until Vision completely cut them off, burning a deep line in front of them with the stone.

"Captain Rogers, I know you believe what you're doing is right but for the collective good..."

(Y/N) sighed defeatedly, her shoulders dropping.

"You must surrender now." Vision finished, Rhodey and Tony landing on the ground behind him. Soon, a guy in a really cool cat suit, Spider-Man and Natasha joined them in a lineup.

Wanda gently nudged (Y/N), making her look up and notice one of Cap's hands behind his back, signaling for (Y/N) to get the hell out of there. She slowly backed up as the rest of her team moved forward, waiting until her dad and Spider-Man, her biggest threats at the moment, to be distracted before she turned on her heel and ran.

She ducked behind some stacked crates that were pretty far from the commotion, pressing her back to one while she tried to catch her breath. All that running, and for what?

"I won't make it to the jet Steve." (Y/N) sighed, slumping against the wood.

"That's fine kid, you did great." That was the last thing she heard from him before everything went to shit.

She wasn't paying attention to whether or not Steve made it to the jet, slightly distracted by Scott becoming the size of an apartment building. She watched as Spider-Man swung around and around his legs, Tony and Rhodey hitting him in the face and finally him crashing to the ground. As he was falling, he smacked poor Spider-Man with his enormous hand, sending him hurdling towards none other than (Y/N).

She gasped, ducking as quickly as she could. He hit the crates right above her, landing on the ground with a less than graceful thud not so far from her.

The teen slowly stood up, some pieces of broken wood falling off of her as she did. She carefully made her way to his unmoving body, readying her repulsor again as he lifted up his hand to pull his mask up. He obviously didn't notice her, pulling off the red fabric so he could breathe a little better.

"Parker?!" (Y/N) shrieked, falling back on her ass and scooting backwards immediately.

Peter gasped and mimicked her movements, quickly pulling his mask back on.

Tony landed, stomping over to the two. He pointed a finger at Peter first, "You, you're done. Done. Get up and I'll call Aunt May. And you," He turned to (Y/N), "Are dead. Absolutely dead. I don't even know what I'm gonna say but we are having a long long talk after this."

She dropped her head in shame and Peter laid back on the concrete, still trying to catch his breath. She waited for Tony to be back in the air before getting up and slowly making her way to Peter.

"Spider-Man? Seriously?" She started, staring him down.

"Please don't tell Ned." He mumbled, sitting up and taking the mask off once more.

"Of course I won't, I'm not an asshole Parker just very... shocked. You're not exactly the super-hero type but uh fuck me for judging a book by it's cover I guess." (Y/N) said bluntly, offering her hand.

Peter stared at the hand hesitantly, looking back up at her.

She let out a quick 'oh' before smacking a small blue button on the metal around her wrist, watching it fold back up into a chunky but clearly expensive watch.

"That's what's shocking? You're the one helping the guys your own dad is fighting against." He shot back, now taking her hand and mostly pulling himself up with a little help from her.

"Yeah yeah, I'm a real supervillain, I know." She rolled her eyes, letting go of his hand once he was standing up straight. "By the way, I like this costume much better than the one I've seen on Youtube."

"Ah, this is all Mister Stark." He mumbled in an embarrassed tone, suddenly finding the ground extremely interesting.

"I know, saw it in his workshop. No idea who it was for, but I did help him with the design of the spider on the chest, the one he originally thought up was kind of tacky." She admitted, pointing at the black marking for emphasis.

"Oh, uh- thank you." He smiled, his cheeks tinted slightly red at the thought of wearing something that she worked on.

She waved a wand in dismissal, "Ah, it's nothing. Not like I made your web shooters or anything important."

Peter furrowed his eyebrows at her statement. He dropped the conversation there, but he knew it wasn't 'nothing'. That spider represented him, it represented The Spider-Man. Maybe if he keeps the suit, people will soon see that little spider design as a sign of hope and rescue. Every time he looks at that spider from now on, he'll think of h-

"Are you okay? Did I punch you too hard?" (Y/N) questioned, not so gently grabbing Peter's face and moving it back and forth frantically.

Peter hadn't realized he'd stopped walking, turning bright red in embarrassment. "Oh-oh my god, I'm so sorry!" He apologized, watching (Y/N) sigh in relief and drop her hands. "I didn't even realize I stopped walking." He laughed nervously, running a hand through his hair.

"Yeah, looked like you were having a little inner monologue moment there," She teased, "don't worry about it, my dad does it all the time." She finished with a smile, turning back around to keep walking.

a/n: lets pretend i knew that the quinjet was in an entirely different country when i was writing the last chapter 😔

taglist: @preciousbabypeter

[jimblejamblewritings]

little situation | part 33.

Summary: For years, HYDRA had been trying to use the samples of Steve’s DNA to make another super-soldier. They finally succeed and when S.H.I.E.L.D. breaks her out, Cap is forced to come face to face with his kid and figure out parenting on an Avengers’ lifestyle.

Warnings: maybe potential childhood trauma but nothing really, character death

Pairing: Steve Rogers x blackdaughter!reader, avengers x child!reader, peter parker x black!reader

Word Count: 2.5k

Previous Part | (Series Masterlist) 

Out of the portals, Steve watched everyone start to appear. Tony and Thor finally got up to join the masses.

“This everyone?” Strange asked.

Wong looked at him. “You wanted more people?”

T’Challa started to chant in Xhosa as the rest of the Wakandan army chanted back in a call and response as they walked in. Scott, now a giant, bursted through the crumbled up compound. They all started to pick up the chant the Wakandans were yelling and soon everyone was shouting in Xhosa. Steve smiled as you stood next to him, chanting with the rest of them.

“Avengers!” Steve called.

Mjolnir flew right into your hands and you passed it to your dad. Steve gripped the hammer and looked back at Thanos.

“Assemble.”

The fighting was brutal and intense. In the end it became just like the Battle at Wakanda— Thanos had the stones and you guys had to stop him. Thanos knocked Tony back. Thor hit him before Thanos could grab the gauntlet. He held the axe to Thanos’ neck and that sprung Steve and Bucky into action. They ran behind Thanos to hold him. The axe almost cut him before Thanos threw his head back to knock Steve and Bucky off and then slammed forward into Thor to knock him off again.

Thanos slipped the gauntlet on. Carol blasted beams at him while Sam tried to swoop in and grab the stones. Carol grappled with the gauntlet, keeping Thanos’ fingers spread far apart. Thanos grabbed the power stone from the gauntlet and used it in his other hand, to knock Sam away and then her. They thought they had an opportunity when Thanos froze mid-air.

You weren’t sure how long you could hold him, clearly using the Space Stone wasn’t a power you were very developed in. The team was struggling to pull the gauntlet off but felt like they had a chance. Thanos was using the Space Stone and Power Stone on the gauntlet to fight against you. He broke out when you panicked and noticed him flinch the first time. You quickly regained focus and held him but he knew that he had some wiggle room.

“Sarah!” Thor called. “Just a little longer.”

“I’m trying! I swear I’m…not again.”

Some of the team looked over. Tony recognized the look on your face and they all saw the red glow of the Reality Stone. Thanos had the opportunity to move again as you reached up to turn off the hearing aids. The team watched as Thanos’ smile turned more solemn. They looked back to you, your feet were coated in hardened Space Stone, glueing you to the spot. The vibration let you know where Thanos was and you focused all your energy on holding him even in a different reality. But now you were left vulnerable and if they could take you out, they would win.

Peter swung by and knocked out the first alien as it got near you. The team scrambled even more to take the gauntlet but with all the stones, even as you held him, Thanos was beating them. Steve heard Peter grunt and looked back over to see aliens had swarmed them and were overwhelming Spider-Man. You couldn’t hear a thing and were still in the pitch black that Thanos had created. Steve looked at the purple giant whose fingers he was keeping open.

He had a choice and it wasn’t a hard one to make. He wasn’t Captain America, he was Steve Rogers. And after all those years, Steve Rogers was a selfish man. He left Thanos and swooped up his shield, throwing it at the alien that had gotten close enough to scratch you. Thor had taken Steve’s place but Steve didn’t care if no one had. He was invested in protecting you.

Your palms glowed bright blue with the stone as the full Space Stone on Thanos’ gauntlet glowed bright blue as well. And then your concentration broke. The blades on your palm fell off abruptly. The hardening stone around your feet shattered. Steve heard you scream and turned to catch you as you fell to the ground. You shook your head thinking you had just cost the team a win. Thanos chuckled holding the hand with the gauntlet up.

“I told you, I am inevitable. This universe can’t avoid me.”

Everyone watched. Steve clutched you tight, bracing for as Thanos put it… the inevitable. The giant snapped and nothing happened. He looked at the gauntlet to see the stones were empty. Everyone looked around. You felt the two knocks and looked up from the ground.

“Think fast,” Pietro said, causing everyone to look at him.

Before Thanos could make a move, the man snapped. The white light from the snap was blinding and when it died down you looked over to see the side of Pietro’s body was completely charred.

“Pietro!” Wanda screamed.

He dropped to the dirt. You turned on your hearing aids in record time. You screamed in Steve’s arms like a wounded animal, struggling against him, and he quickly let go.

“Pietro, Pietro.” You scrambled over to where he had knelt down.

Wanda came and you immediately moved over to make room. She brushed his hair out of his face and Pietro’s eyes seemed to not fully focus on either one of you. All of the Avengers watched in silence as you two sat him up and tried to keep him awake. His hands faintly reached up and brushed the sides of you and Wanda’s faces.

“Five years without you two. I finally got to see you again.”

Wanda was shaking her head. “We can fix this. Just stay up and we can— we can fix this.”

“Listen to Wanda… no, don’t close your eyes.”

Pietro gave a feeble laugh. “Okay, doll. I’ll stay awake… sorry, you’re not my d—”

“No, no Pietro. I’m your doll. You and Wanda’s кукла. I can’t keep being your doll if you don’t stay awake.”

Wanda clutched his face in her hands and Pietro looked at her.

“I went to the Statue of Liberty without you,” Pietro started. “She’s just a big green lady, nothing special.”

Wanda laughed through her tears. Pietro sighed and the next breath came out labored and both you and Wanda knew it was over. You two dropped to sitting positions, each grabbing one of his hands. She nodded at you.

“It’s okay Pietro. You can rest now,” Wanda whispered.

“It’ll be nice to slow down.”

“Mmm hmm. Nice and slow.”

Pietro’s hand felt cold. You and Wanda rested your heads on each other for a few moments. Wanda was still crying but the tear stains on your cheeks had dried up. You stood up and let her have a moment with her brother. Steve, Sam, and Bucky came up to you giving you huge hugs.

“Are you okay?” Bucky asked.

“I will be… where’s Uncle Clint?”

Steve swallowed. Should he really tell you after Pietro just died? He didn’t have to make the decision, you figured out by his face alone.

“Oh.”

“Sarah, honey. How are you, really?” Sam asked.

You didn’t seem to register your own tears that had started running down your face again.

“I’m fine. Why wouldn’t I be? It’s not the first time.”

“Oh, Babydoll.”

Steve pulled you in for a hug as the tears poured down again. He cooed and tried to comfort you. The tears stopped rather abruptly which might have concerned the others if it wasn’t for the fact they knew this was normal for you. After your mother, death and processing death tended to happen quickly for you. The sadness would occur for mere minutes and then you’d go numb for a while and then suddenly get over it. Most of the time you didn’t even register you were sad during the grieving process. You all stood in the dirt of the trashed compound.

“I guess we need a new home now,” Natasha muttered and everyone looked around.

“Maybe not.”

You left Steve’s arms and walked back over to where the stones were laying by Pietro. You grabbed the Space Stone. Unlike everyone else, it didn’t burn you. Thor said Heimdall used the Tesseract to repair the Rainbow Bridge. You were thinking— hoping— maybe you could use the Space Stone to fix the compound. You started with what you perceived to be the easiest part which was cleaning up the dirt and restoring the grass.

It would be easier with the Time Stone but you didn’t know how to use it, thinking that it might not be easy to hold because you were only injected with parts of the Space Stone. And Strange didn’t want to risk him using it in case it somehow brought Thanos back and you guys worked so hard to finally get rid of him. The hardest part was the compound itself. You tried to picture it as best as possible but you weren’t there for the initial build and you had never asked Tony to look at the blueprints. When you opened your eyes, the compound was built— not entirely correct.

“Uh, I can try again… Uncle Tony where exactly is the part on top supposed to go?”

“I think that’s the second floor of the offices and the training room?”

“That should do it… It looks nice but someone should probably check the plumbing before anyone uses the bathroom.”

~~

Tony held the funeral for Clint and Pietro at his cabin— deciding to keep it as a getaway of sorts for him and his family. No bothered you or Clint’s kids as you guys sat at the edge of the lake when they did the send off, not feeling like you could look directly at their funeral wreaths drift away. You gave Lila and Cooper hugs. Laura had walked over to give you a hug as well before the family left with a promise to visit once they weren’t mourning terribly anymore. Pepper tried to grab Morgan as she ran off and sat next to you.

“You’re the girl Daddy talks about,” she said as she moved to sit on you.

“And you’re Morgan?”

Steve had told you about all the changes that had occurred while you had been gone. The adults watched as she talked animatedly to you. You were smiling at Morgan and attentively listening.

“Daddy said you can’t hear well. Do you really talk with your hands?”

You nodded and she looked at you with excitement. Morgan leaned up, forcing you to dip your head so she could reach your ear.

“I have a secret question to ask you.”

You pulled back and looked at her.

Do you like cheeseburgers? Morgan signed.

The adults didn’t know what Morgan did but they did know the sound of you laughing was something they enjoyed, it was the first time they heard you laugh during your numb stage. You nodded your head fiercely as you signed back that you liked them. Steve let you and Morgan talk while they whirred up the machine to return all the stones. When he came back, you were up and had Morgan propped on your hip. Tony and Pepper had a feeling she would get attached to you easily. They all watched as the nanotech on Steve turned off and he was back in normal clothes instead of the time travel suit.

“Sam.”

The man came jogging over from where he was talking to Nat. He looked down in confusion when the shield was shoved in his hands. Sam turned it over and then stuck it out for Steve but he shook his head.

“It’s yours now. America needs a new Captain. I’m not that anymore.”

Sam hesitantly grabbed the shield with more force and held it at his side. “What are you gonna do, babe?”

“Cap has a new title. And I finally have retirement,” Nick said as he stepped from the shadow of the cabin.

“Fury, you’re leaving?” Nat asked.

“I trust S.H.I.E.L.D. to only one man. From this day on, it’s just Nick. You want to complain to HR, you can direct your attention to Director Wilson-Rogers.”

Nick saluted Steve one last time. As your dad’s arm came down, you noticed something underneath the short sleeve t-shirt. Shifting Morgan so you had one hand free, you pointed at Steve.

“What is that?”

Steve flipped over the sleeve of his t-shirt to reveal the tattoo to you.

“No, did you get a tattoo, Dheaidí?!” Your question brought everyone’s attention to Steve.

“Really, punk?” Bucky asked.

“I really thought I lost you all.”

“Well, you’re stuck with us… and with that.”

“Alright I get it.”

“I think it looks nice,” Sam said.

“Thank you, babe.”

“Dad’s lying,” you said. “Morgan can you repeat it with me… Dad’s lying… unless I can get a tattoo.”

“Ha, no.” Both Steve and Sam said at the same time.

“Okay, then I meant what I said about it.”

You set Morgan down and patted her head before the child ran off to go find her parents. You looked over to see a boy on the porch that you hadn’t actively talked to since being back. Peter had been giving you your space after Pietro and Clint, knowing you needed it at least until the funeral. You started walking his way.

“Peter Parker.”

He chuckled as he approached you. You rested your arms on his shoulder and his hands automatically found your waist.

“Sarah Wilson-Rogers. Fortunate we both got blipped, I don’t think I could handle a girlfriend in college.”

You laughed as he gave you a goofy smile before pecking you on the lips. You two pulled back before practically crashing your lips against each other. You held his face in your hands as he kissed you, Peter’s hands pulling you closer. When you finally pulled away you two looked at each other.

“Hi,” you said in a small voice.

“Hi.”

~~

Tony, Steve, and Bruce took on new roles in S.H.I.E.L.D. Steve was now Director and both Tony and Bruce stayed in the labs. Thor was technically an Avenger but considering he left with Rocket and the other guardians, you guys weren’t sure when he’d come back. Although he promised to visit more often than before. Especially since he wanted to check up on Mjolnir. Now that he had the axe, the hammer rested in Steve’s new office.

You and Peter laced up your shoes at the door to your apartment while Steve was pouring his coffee into a tumbler after coming back from his morning run that he still did with Sam and Bucky. Now that he was Director, and because he had missed you, Steve insisted he was able to drive you to school for the rest of the school year. You told him you were getting a license over summer, or would try. It was only a couple months left but thankfully Midtown decided that students who had been blipped would be allowed to finish the school year in the year they got blipped and would take summer to catch up and move into the next grade like normal.

“You kids ready?”

“Mmm hmm.”

“Am I picking you up right away or are you going to Peter’s?”

“We’re having dinner with May.”

“Alright.”

The three of you headed out the door and to the garage.

(Part 34)...

[slowly-writing]

Stretch

Wanda Maximoff x Romanoff!Reader

Word count: 745

Request: i saw your one-shot about being short so how about being tall and nat’s daughter and maybe dating wanda??

“OW!” you shout, rubbing your forehead from where you just slammed it into the cupboard.

“You good there Romanoff?” Tony asks, seemingly sweet, but you can hear the laughter in his voice.

“I’m fine, this compound just wasn’t built for people over 5’9. Not all of us can be as short as you, uncle Tony.” ��OOOO burn!” Peter yells and Tony rolls his eyes.

“Kid, first off, I’m taller than you. Second, it is too early for you to be that loud,” Tony grumbles into his coffee and Peter shrugs.

“I’m 17. I’m still growing, you’re done. You’ll always be that short old man,” he says before running away, probably a smart move as Tony glares after him, grumbling something about ungrateful children.

“What’s Peter running from?” Wanda asks through a yawn, stumbling into the kitchen and immediately heading to the coffee pot.

“He called Tony old because Tony called him short,” You fill her in and she rolls her eyes.

“It’s too early for this nonsense.”

“Try slamming your head into the cabinet. It’ll wake you up real quick,” you say, drawing Wanda’s attention to the red mark on your forehead. She lets out an exasperated sigh and you smile down at her.

“You’re too tall for your own good, my love. Are you alright?”

“Yeah, I’m okay. And it’s useful for missions and stuff! I can be a lookout!” you try to argue as another voice joins the conversation.

“You mean get us all spotted because you don’t fit in any of our hiding places?” your mom asks and you groan.

“That happened one time and I’ve apologized like 12 times! Plus, I got to punch a bunch of hydra agents and you still got the information. So I’d call it a win win,” you grin triumphantly.

“You better get going, stretch. You’re gonna be late for school,” your mom says and you roll your eyes.

“You’re just saying that cause you know I’m right!” you call over your shoulder as you leave the kitchen.

~~~~~

“Hey string bean!” you hear MJ’s voice and you groan and turn from where you’re leaning against Wanda’s locker.

“I assume you’re talking to me?”

“Hey you responded, so obviously you know it’s an accurate nickname. Not my fault you’re built like a beanstalk,” she retorts and you glare, quickly snatching her phone and holding it over your head.

“Could a beanstalk do this?” you ask and she tries jumping for it, still several inches away.

“Y/n, that’s kinda mean don’t you think?” Wanda asks and you shrug. “Giver her her phone back.” “All she has to do is apologize,” you offer and MJ glares up at you.

"I will not accept defeat. You either win, or you die." Everyone freezes for a moment and you slowly hand her the phone

"All right, calm down, dude. It’s not that deep."

“I won didn’t I?”

“Only because I was afraid you were going to attempt to kill me over a cell phone. Why are short people so angry? Wanda you’re short, is it because y’all can’t reach the top shelf of your lockers?” you ask and your girlfriend rolls her eyes.

“I can reach it just fine,” she says and a red mist surrounds a textbook, gracefully floating it into her hands.

“Alright bad example, Peter!” you call to the boy who’s walking over, “I have a theory that short people are angry because they can’t reach the top shelf of their lockers. Is that true?”

“I’m not angry,” he says, webbing another book and pulling it into his hands, “and no. Not true.”

“Huh, are you just angry because you don’t have any powers?” you ask.

“You don’t have powers either,” she points out, glaring, and you shrug.

“Yeah, but I’m still an avenger. And I’m not short. Maybe it’s a combination of both? You have to be a boring normal person AND short, then you’re automatically angry.”

“Is she always this impossible?” She asks Wanda.

“You have no idea,” the witch responds with a roll of her eyes and you pout.

“I can still hear you ya know!”

“Really? I thought you were too tall. Aren’t you on a different level than us mere mortals?” MJ asks.

“First off, I don’t think Wanda or Peter can be considered ‘mere mortals’ second, stop being mean to me,” you whine, crossing your arms. The three simply laugh, Wanda grabbing your hand and leading you to your next class.

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