#peter parker x blackwidow! reader

[realtalkswithfinn]

the spiderling // peter parker x avenger!reader

in which reader, the youngest avenger who was taken in by natasha romanoff, and peter parker are tasked with a mission they aren’t sure how to tackle- babysitting Morgan Stark.

a/n: my auto caps isn’t on, so please ignore all my lowercase i’s and sentence starters. we are also going to ignore all of endgame and spiderman no way home here <3

“did you get Mr. Starks text?” peter asks. you don’t even look up from your homework.

“no, what did he say?”

“bug boy and baby widow, in the living room, now.”

“he has such a polite demeanor to him, don’t you think?”

peter snorts as he closes his lap top. “i just hope we’re not in actual trouble.”

“Please. if we were actually in trouble, he wouldn’t have sent a text.” you shove your papers into your back pack before walking over to peter, who was sitting at your desk.

it was nice to have your own room in the compound, you’d never had your own room before. not thay you could remember, anyway. natasha found you when you were ten on one of her missions. you were living on lies and had sticky fingers. every meal, article of clothing, you had stoeln. sleeping on the street scared you, so you learned to break into unoccupied motel rooms and apartment buildings.

homeless people and gangs in the area noticed this, and started bribing you to sneak into the places they couldn’t and steal for them. in exchange, they gave you money and food and protection from muggers and violent addicts that roamed the streets.

natasha was going to leave you. she knew she couldn’t save every child on every mission. but you were being used and exploited, and you didn’t know any better. she waited for you to fall asleep in your “borrowed” motel room, then snuck in and grabbed you. you woke up on a quinjet that night, with natasha there to calm your fears.

you never looked back.

she tried to get you to live with clint and laura, who both welcomed you into their family with open arms, but you were restless on the farm and begged to go to work with clint.

eventually they caved when you snuck your way onto a quinjet, thinking you’d be going to the compound to see natasha, but you actually ended up on a mission that lasted two weeks. the avengers decided to keep you informed after that. none of them wanted to risk the safety of a preteen.

so tony gave you a room in the compound and you stayed with nat. you trained every morning with the avengers and did school online in the labs while tony and bruce worked. when you got older, they took you to charity events and press conferences and political meetings to teach you the depths of being a public hero. natasha held your hand the whole time, walking you through the complexities.

though it wasn’t typical, it was a much better life than the one you came from, and you were grateful. you were wry of peter becoming an “intern” at first. you were the baby of the group and didn’t like the thought of having someone your own age around. but peter actually made your teenage years better.

the two of you quickly became best friends. he taught you about memes and took you out with his friends- he even convinced tony to let you come to public school with him.

now, having him around was second nature.

you pulled peter up out of the chair. “better go see what the big man wants.”

the two of you made your way to the living room. tony was there with sam, cap, natasha, bruce and clint, all dressed in suits. to your surprise, morgan was sitting on the couch coloring in a disney princess coloring book.

morgan adored you. how could she not? you were a real life super hero and you would play tea party with her.

plus, being a little girl and seeing female super heroes was kind of a big deal. she looked up to you. and nat and wanda, of course, but you were her favorite. you were just a teenager, which is wayyy less scary than a grown women to a 5 year old.

you were more of a god than thor in her eyes, and she wanted to be just like you.

“when i send a text with that much hostility i expect some hustle.” tony sassed.

you rolled your eyes. “if you wanted hustle you would have told us the mission was urgent.”

“oh it is. lives are at stake here honey bun.”

you scowled at the nick name. “don’t call me-“

“so what exactly is the mission?” peter interrupted cautiously.

“immediate conference in wakanda with select world leaders about new artificial intelligence weaponry.” Bruce said.

natasha walked over to ruffle your hair. “boring stuff.”

you smiled at her friendly greeting. she looked dazzling. not a strand of hair was out of place, and her eyeliner was sharp enough to slice a finger. leave it to natasha to make a meeting into a fashion show.

“well why did you call us out here? if you told us just to get dressed we would have been ready sooner-“

“ah, no, see, the conference is our mission.” tony interrupted. “your mission is to watch my lovely daughter.”

your heart sank. you loved morgan, but you wanted to be included in the mission, no matter how boring natasha said it would be. “but-“

“no buts, you’ll make her cry.” tony said.

“yeah, come on y/n,” morgan got up from the couch. “you can’t say no to this face.” she proceeded to jut out her bottom lip and stare up at you and peter with her big brown puppy dog eyes, and as much as you didn’t want to, you felt your heart melt just a little.

you knelt down to her level to look her right in the eyes and said: “if you weren’t so small i’d slap that look right off your face.”

“you love me too much.”

god, she sounded just like tony.

“i would trade you for a potato chip.”

morgan gasped and dramatically put her hand to her chest.

peter laughed. “well, i’d trade you for two potato chips, morgan, so i think i’m the better babysitter. ya know, cause my standards are higher.”

the little girl thought for a moment before nodding her head yes, that seemed fair, and dragged peter over to color.

tony clapped his hands and smiled. “well, that settles that! Avengers, roll out.”

the group brushed past you toward the door, all giving sympathetic smiles. nat put a hand on your shoulder as she made her way. “i’ll call you on the way home, alright? you’ll be apart of the debrief. i promise.”

that lifted your spirits. “thanks nat.”

you said your goodbyes and watched her walk out the door. you sighed, then walked over to the table where peter and morgan seemed to be playing hangman. you stood behind morgan, looking over her shoulder at the blank spaces of her sentence, and peters stick figure who was dangerously close to death.

“happy brought pop tarts?”

“YES!” morgan squealed before scribbling in the rest of the letters.

you stuck your tongue out at peter.

peter scoffed. “i could’ve got that easily!”

“please, your man was basically dead!”

“hE HAD ONE LEG LEFT!”

morgan giggled. “shes just smarter than you peter!” she taunted.

“HA!” you yelled. “take that, spider boy!”

“yeah, spider boy!” morgan mimicked.

“okay spider GIRL,” he said, pushing his sleeves up as he stood up. “you’re turning her against me? there’s only one way to settle this.”

he lunged for you, then quickly changed direction and scooped up morgan before sprinting away. “come get your mini minon!”

oh, it’s on.

you took off after them.

morgan’s high pitched laughter echoed through the halls. peter was fast, but he usually used webs to get around. in less than a minute you had taken them both to the ground, careful of morgan’s head. she crawled out of peters grasp and into yours. you threw her up onto your shoulders and yelled “VICTORY!”

peter rolled around on the floor in fake anguish. “oh, great avengers! you have slain me!”

morgan’s laughter was uncontrollable now, rolling through her little body so hard she almost fell off your shoulders.

***

at about 7 pm, morgan decided she had to have a cheeseburger. you and peter knew that tony wouldn’t mind having food delivered to you- i mean, the guy is a billionaire. he wouldn’t mind a thirty dollar delivery. but still, you always felt bad spending his money, and you didn’t want to wait that long. plus, happy was home for the night, and you didn’t want to send the poor man out to deliver the three of you food. you recruited peter to swing to the place a few blocks over.

“i’ll be back soon m’lady.” he said, ruffling morgan’s hair from behind the couch. she waved to him as he opened the window.

“don’t fall off a building!”

you stifled a laugh watching peter brush off her comment. he looked cute with the little blush across his cheeks. “thanks, morgan. i’ll do my best.” he shot a web out the window, waved goodbye to you, and disappeared.

you stood up to close the window before sitting back down next to morgan. “well baby stark, what do you want to do while the boy is gone?”

she put a finger to her forehead, deep in thought, before shooting it out in an AHA! motion. “will you do my makeup?”

you smiled. “of course, princess morgan. give me one sec, okay?” you got up and ran to your room. you grabbed some mascara, a lash curler, the sparkliest eye shadow you owned and a bright red lip. morgan loved dramatics when it came to dress up, which wasn’t surprising, considering who her dad was. you didn’t really have room to talk though, considering your main role model was natasha romanoff.

you skipped back over to a clapping morgan and began applying a nude color to her eyelids. “can you make me look like auntie nat?” she asked, flashing big puppy dog eyes at you. you nodded. “oh yeah, i’ve got auntie nats make up down to a t, buddy.”

you were both quiet for a moment, then she said, “do you think peter will like my makeup?”

“oh, of course honey!” you reassured. you thought it was a silly question. of course peter would like it, peter liked anything morgan did. peters always been an only child. he loved having morgan around and getting to play big brother.

she seemed to like than answer, nodding her head. “i don’t want him to be upset we left him out.”

you chuckled. “i’m sure you can do his make up when he gets back, bug.”

her eyes widened and she pulled away from your makeup brush. “don’t call me that!”

you were taken aback. “wha- why?”

“i don’t want to be a bug! i want to be a spider, like you guys! and bugs and spiders are different, i learned that in school!” she pouted.

your heart melted. “aw morgan-“

she threw her arms up in exhasperation- her rant was not over yet. “he’s spiderman, you’re basically a black widow, i want to be a spider too! how am i supposed to be a spider if you call me bug? huh? riddle me that!”

“okay okay!” you laughed. “you sound like your dad.” you thought for a minute. “you can be ‘the spiderling’, how does that sound?”

she squinted. “hmm, i guess that works for now. until i get bigger.”

you picked your eye shadow brush up again. “well okay spiderling, come back over here.”

she seemed content with her nickname and lean d back toward you. “you know, i like that you and peter are both spiders. it matches cause you’re in love.”

“WHAT,” this time, you pulled away. “morgan, what makes you think peter and i are in love?”

she looked at you with an equally confused face. “well he’s always with you, and you get excited to see each other, and he smiles at you when you’re not looking, and daddy says you’re gunna get married-“

“your dad says what?” you blinked at her.

she clapped her hands together and smiled. “he says that peter talks about you alllll the timeee and he thinks you’re going to get married! and that i’ll get to be your flower girl because peters afraid of him and you love me!” she squealed. “doesn’t that sound amazing?”

you reached down and grabbed the mascara tube. did tony really say that? was peter really in love with you and you were just too oblivious to notice?

to be fair, you were in love with him and he didn’t seem to notice.

“yeah, amazing morg.”

“that’s not my name anymore!”

“well, what’s your name now?” peter came in the door. “aw, did i break up girl time?”

“peter!” morgan yelled, getting up to run to him. she jumped into his arms, almost causing him to drop the bag of takeout. you caught it from his failing grip and set it on the table.

“wow, someone missed me,” he teased. “wow, look at those pretty eyes!”

morgan smiled and closed her eyelids to give peter a better look. “y/n and i made me a new name while she was doing my eyes- i get to be ‘the spiderling’ to match you guys!”

he raised his eyebrows in surprise. “oh wow!” he glanced up at you. “we all get to match now. you an avenger too?”

she sighed. “not yet.”

peter laughed at that, and the sound sent shivers down your spine. you watched him carefully as he set morgan down. “well, spiderling, go grab your burger.”

she ran over to the table where you set the food before rushing off the the couch to eat. “can we watch say yes to the dress?” she asked.

peter looked at you with an eyebrow raised. “i mean, yeah but, why?”

“y/n should look at all the pretty options before HEY-“ before she could finish her sentence you had run over and muffled her face with a pillow, your cheeks turning red. morgan thrashed around before yanking the pillow off her face and turning to you with a fury in her eyes. “what was that for?”

peter walked over, unwrapping his own burger. “why does y/n need to look at the dresses morg?”

you face flushed even darker.

morgan turned back around with a huff. “so she can know what to look for when you guys get married. duh.”

“MORGAN.” you yelled, lightly smacking the top of her head.

“OW, Y/N, STOP IT,” she screamed, tossing her burger aside and throwing herself over the backend of the couch to attack you. the sudden force of her knocked you to the ground. you tried to push her off of you, but she was little and squirmy, and you couldn’t quite get her in your grasp.

when you looked up, peter was grinning down at the two of you. he watched for a moment, just smiling gently. your heart could’ve exploded into a million pieces, watching him watch you like that. then, he reached down, plucked morgan off you, and set her back on the couch. “okay morgs, hand me the remote, i’ll put on say yes to the dress.”

and he did. he didnt say anything about morgan’s comment again, just sat next to her and ate his food. carefully, you sat down on the other side of morgan with your food in hand.

the three of you stayed there the rest of the night, booing the mean moms and critiquing each dress. it was fun, almost mindless, but still…

there was a little part of you that remembered how peter smiled when morgan asked for the show, and how he looked at you…

the two of them fell asleep after a while. morgan had sprawled between your lap and peters, and peters head rested on your shoulder, the way it had a million times before. it felt different this time, though.

at around 10:30, the avengers clambered into the compound, yawning and tugging at their ties, ready for bed. tony pulled morgan from your arms, and said a small, almost too sincere thank you before taking her off to bed.

nat came over and placed a hand on your shoulder from behind the couch. she looked tired in the pale light of the tv. still, she looked happy to see you. “hey kiddo,” she smiled. “i’ve got a lot to tell you.”

you returned her smile, and placed your hand on hers, before glancing at peters curly hair resting on your other shoulder. the smile grew. “i have a lot to tell you too.”

***

let me know what you thought :)

[darkh3llscap3]

Kinktober List (2021)

Main Masterlist

Day 1: Breeding- Jimmy Darling

Day 2: Mommy kink- Peter Maximoff

Day 3: Thigh Riding- Bucky Barnes

Day 4: Dry humping- Kit Walker

Day 5: Bulge Kink- Steve Rogers

Day 6: Mutual Masturbation- Kyle Spencer

Day 7: Lingerie- Natasha Romanoff

Day 8: Office sex- Bruce Banner

Day 9: Accidental Stimulation- Peter Maximoff

Day 10: Cockwarming- Peter Maximoff (Not out)

Day 11: Praise Kink- Thor Odinson (Not out)

Day 12: Face Fucking- Kai Anderson (Not out)

Day 13: Spectrophilia- Tate Langdon (Not out)

Day 14: Dacryphillia- Kai Anderson (Not out)

Day 15: Voyeurism- James March (Not out)

Day 16: Hate Fucking- Bucky Barnes (Not out)

Day 17: Bondage- Jeff Pfister (Not out)

Day 18: Skinny dipping- Kai Parker (Not out)=

Day 19: Corruption- Wanda Maximoff (Not out)

Day 20: Aphrodisiac- Kai Parker (Not out)

Day 21: Apocalypse- Bucky B., and Loki L. (Not out)

Day 22: Car Sex- Peter Parker (Not out)

Day 23: Blood Play- Austin Sommers (Not out)

Day 24: Cam Show- Rory Monahan (Not out)

Day 25: Exibitionism- Loki Laufeyson (Not out)

Day 26: Costume- Peter Parker (Not out)

Day 27: Blackmail- Tony Stark (Not out)

Day 28: Caught- Wanda Maximoff (Not out)

Day 29: Gangbang- Loki Laufeyson (Not out)

Day 30: Power Play- President Loki (Not out)

Day 31: Monsterkink- Loki Laufeyson (Not out)

[imbackhome]

Can anyone recommend me any Peter Parker x Rogers! Reader fics??? Like I've been trying to find them, but there are hardly any..........I once found this amazing fic in which the reader was Steve's daughter and she was constantly bullied at school for being skinny like Steve and Peter had a huge crush on her?? Does anyone have any idea what was the title??

[checkingoutforheroes]

Be more realistic.

Natasha: Why the long face? Worrying about this mission?

Y/n: Worried I'm getting older that fangs have grown too long.

Steve: You don't have fangs Y/n.

Natasha: Be more realistic. Try again.

Y/n: Worried I'd lost my car key or that I said something wrong.

Natasha: That's more like it.

Peter P: Fangs? Are you secretly a vampire, Ms. Y/N??

Natasha look at Steve: We work with kids now...

[georgesbestieboo]

“What have you done to my innocent little Spiderling?!”

Peter Parker X Stark!Daughter 

A/N- This is just a small one shot for a book I’m working on :) 

Summary- Peter and Victoria haven’t had much time to themselves, although, once the Adults leave, that just might change. 

TW- Kissing, slight swearing, nothing really except if you dont like fluff, or adorable couples.

STOLEN KISSES

Victoria stood pressed between the marble counter of the Avengers compound kitchen and Peter, who pressed messy, feverish kisses to her neck. 

“Pete” She groaned into his touch, hands threading in his dark curls and she leaned deeper into the counter. “Someone could come in” 

“I,” A kiss to the collar bone “dont,” To her jaw “care” His lips slammed onto hers quieting her hesitant worries. Her laugh tickled his face as he pulled away from her. “Although I’ll stop, if you want, I respect-” 

Now it was Victoria’s turn to silence him with a kiss. “No, I like this Peter” The boy smirked into the kiss, quickening the pace as his hands cupped her thighs and lifted her onto the counter so they were the same height, his arms snaking around her waist as he stood between her legs. Her fingers pulled dangerously at the nape of his neck causing him to moan into her mouth. Their kiss was greedy and passionate. The two had been so busy the past week, Victoria training with Nat and Peter getting mentored by Tony, they barely had time for one another. Now, as the rest of the Avengers had a short meeting with just the ‘adults’ the longing had built up for too long. 

      Victoria gasped as Peters cold hands slid under her Atom Sweatshirt, tugging it off in one swift motion, leaving her in just her black bralette and jeans. 

“God you're so beautiful” He murmured, eyes trailing up her figure. Everything about her was so insanely intoxicating he could never think straight. Her legs were strong and muscular. Her stomach was lean and had the cutest little pouch when she sat, she always yelled that she hated it, pulling at it in the mirror wishing it would go away, but Peter loved it. It made her human, it was normal, it was beautiful. Her lips were full and plush, teasing as she would smirk. And her eyes, oh her eyes were a shocking crystalline, they type of blue the ocean seemed to turn right before they mercilessly drowned its victims. Peter would gladly drown. Although it wasn't her looks that had drawn him in. It was her laugh, her smile, her smarts, nerdiness, loyalty, love, and perseverance. The way she so selflessly defended the world. 

Victoria's hand running through his hair drew him from his pit of overwhelming love, her soft, lulling voice echoing in his ears. “Peter? Are you okay?” Her nails soothingly played with his hair. 

His attention snapped up to her curious face, “Sorry, I just- ugh” He let his head drop, burying his face into her chest. 

“Just shut up and kiss me” Holding his chin, Victoria brought Peter's face to her’s, her lips finding his once more. 

This kiss was more slow, more intimate. Their heart rate had picked up as they both tried to put as much love and emotion in this lingering kiss. Victoria’s shaky fingers had just found the buttons of Peter’s shirt when the kitchen doors slammed open. 

“Hey, you can come back now- OH! Oh dear god it’s happening! I can see the light! The walls are closing” The voice of Tony Stark echoed off the marble walls, Peter and Victoria springing apart, Vic clutching her shirt tightly to her exposed chest. 

“Dad!” She shrieked “What the hell!” 

“What the hell is right!” Tony screamed “What, wh- I, I feel faint” He leaned against the doorway, his head hitting the frame repeatedly. 

“Mr. Stark I can explai-” Peter went to approach the whining man but he held out a hand. 

“What have you done to my innocent, sweet spiderling?” Tony’s voice was slow and quiet, pronouncing each word separately as he directed this to the girl sitting on the counter who hurriedly pulled back on her sweatshirt. 

Now it was Peter’s turn to hit his head. 

“Are you kidding me?!” Victoria shrieked “I'm literally YOUR daughter!” 

Tony threw his hands in the air, “Exactly! I expect this from you, but I mean-” He turned helplessly to Peter “Spiderling?” His voice broke. Victoria scoffed. Peter turned bright red. 

“You owe me 20 bucks Clint!” The celebratory voice that belonged to the Black Widow cut through the tense air. “Pay up bitch” 

Victoria collapsed into Peter's arms. 

[mcu-fan-fics-blog]

The Helping Hand

Ch.11

Chapter 12: Growth an Mending 

Ch.13 

Word Count: 1969 approx. 

A/N: I Know... Sorry for not updating this story in a while. This is not the best chapter, but I needed to get it out think of it as a transition chapter. I also want to tell you that from here on out there will be major deviations from the MCU Cannon time line. (I mean there already was, but still) Anyways I hope you enjoy! <3 (Week 3/5)

“Hey kid…" Tony calls out rather loudly, trying to catch Peter's attention. Slight annoyance was painted on his face but there were more pressing matters... you. "Yes, Mr. Stark, what can I do for you… Wait, is Ms. Krast okay?" Peter asks, slightly worried. He hadn't really heard from you since the fallout. "Yes, yes well no and I think that right now you are the only person for the job." He says rubbing his chin, Peter perks up at the Idea of finally seeing you. "Yeah, I'd love to see her again." Tony nods and leads the way with Peter following close behind him. As soon as they step off the elevator they are greeted by an empty lounge. Walking past the empty compound they find Natasha pacing back and forth in front of your door. “She still hasn’t opened her door.” She is taken aback and confused by Peter's presence. It had only been two weeks and you were completely gone. Unfortunately the price of finally knowing, of your eyes being opened came at your very expense. You’d come to the realization that your lack of memories, your lack of comprehension was a mercy granted to you. A mercy that you so selfishly took for granted.

The night that you came back… it was hell. The memories were already flooding your mind, and they just kept coming. You were re-living a particularly gruesome memory, and when you woke up you were suffocating Natasha. The fear in her eyes was evident, you jumped back and apologized profusely, you were unable to meet her eyes or even listen to her reassurances. Your mind was no longer a safe space, you couldn’t even fathom trying to use your powers now. Consequently here you were unable to close your eyes for more than a couple of minutes at a time. Today was an extremely tough day, your memories started merging with your present, and it was nothing short of horrific. Your friends, your family, the love of your life… Gone, their life taken by your own hand. It was you, It was your body, but you couldn’t do anything, you couldn’t make it stop. All you could do was sit in horror and watch all the atrocities you were committing. So, it’s not a surprise to say that you haven’t slept more than a couple of hours every night. You couldn’t bring yourself to leave your room… If you felt like a traitor before, now you definitely feel like one now.

Although you weren’t sleeping you found ways to keep yourself distracted. Keeping your mind off of it all was all you could do. It started off with Vision, the only one you were entertaining. “You know Vision, you’re extremely guilty.” You state as he phases through the wall. “I assure you that if I could grasp what that felt like… I would most definitely be that.” You nod. “I see you have finished my advanced mathematical equations.” You hum. “Childs play… especially in Idle hands.” He clears his throat and begins to clean your room. After a couple of minutes the room looks brighter and definitely cleaner. “You haven't slept… You will begin to shut down, you know that right?” He asks you, You shush him, cutting him off. “Technically the new heart… Can’t ‘Shut off’ Vision.” After that conversation you began to shut him out too. To say you were going crazy was an understatement. The last couple of days you’d resorted to blankly staring at the bottle of pills sitting on the dresser in front of your bed. You don’t exactly know what made you climb out of your stupor, but you did. You got up, you showered and even decided to change the sheets.

Stepping back out of the bathroom you sit contemplating, your life and everything. You didn’t even register the tears rolling down your face. Finally gaining your bearings you noticed the shadows of feet behind your door. Before you could even think of hiding the pills the door bursts open. Standing behind it were… Natasha, Peter, and your father. Peter’s smile shone brightly, Natasha's gaze was elsewhere, and so was your fathers. Avoiding their gaze completely you make your way towards Peter. “Spider Boy, how are you?” He barely lets you finish your sentence, when he is already hugging you. “I am great, but I saw you plummeting. And I was so worried, but here you are okay. Ms. Krast it was so bad ass I got to fight with the great ones.” You nod smiling. “Okay, how about you go to the common room and ask Vision to help you set up for a movie night. I’ll catch up with you, I need to take care of something.” He nods seemingly understanding the seriousness of the topic. After that Natasha swiftly makes her way across the room gripping the bottle of pills in her hands. She was angry, her posture rigid, the look she was giving you was cold. The look your father was giving you wasn’t much better. The sadness overpowering any other emotion.  

“I-i didn’t…” You didn’t get to finish your sentiment. “I don’t believe you.” Four words was all it took for you to snap at her. “Please, Natasha, when do you ever believe me?” Your tone was as cutting as it was venomous, and it took her by surprise. You sighed walking away, Before you could open the door she stopped you. “Then why are they here?” You give her an incredulous look. “Because I am in pain, I am in constant pain. And I can't stop it.” She analyzes you, like you were one of her targets, but promptly catches herself when you notice it. You nod. “Y/n I know what you’re going through…” She tries to reason. “ You can’t seriously be comparing? You’ve had your whole life to come to terms with what happened to you, with what they made you, who you became… What you did!” You stated The tension in the room increasing causing Natasha and yourself to flinch at the sentiment.

“You’re not a monster.” She states. You almost believed her… almost. “Right.” You settle. Walking out of the room you nod at your father to follow you. Once you are a fair distance from your room and Natasha you stop. “I need your help.” He nods. “Whatever you need.” You clear your throat. "I… I killed his parents.” You say the words burning your mouth as you say them. If your father had a poker face, it was not a good one. “What do you need my help with?” He asks again. “I need to know everything, every detail… he knows who I am.” His eyes widened in realization. “He recognized me when I was out with Nat a while back… He followed us.” He nods again, not really understanding what you’re asking for. “I’ll get on it y/n… just for… for right now go to the common room the kid is waiting for you. Please.” You are suddenly brought out of the dark place by the mention of Peter, a smile immediately gracing your face. “Thank you for bringing him up here, I know he’s not your favorite.”

He shrugs nonchalantly. “He’s not too bad, plus I’ve got to hand it to him, the kid is smart.” You go to leave and your father steps aside to watch you go, but you turn back. You hug him. “Thank you dad… Do you want to watch movies with us?” You ask quietly. He scoffs playfully. “I thought I was going to have to invite myself for a minute back there.” You laugh and he joins you. You join Peter and vision in the common room. “Y/n Mr. Vision and I chose the Jurassic Park movies, the old one of course.” He mentions and you smile. You sit next to Peter and he hands you some snacks smiling warmly. He starts the movie and you settle in. As much as you wanted to be in the moment and enjoy it you couldn't your mind was reeling. It didn’t stop, only this time your mind was on a certain redhead. You closed your eyes for a moment, you were sure. But when you opened them you were in front of her door. You were caught off guard for a moment, but didn’t question it further, you have been losing time recently.

"You knocked on her door, and you heard shuffling shortly after she opened the door. She was surprised, her face quickly turned stoic waiting for you to talk. “I’m sorry.” You say finally meeting her eyes in what felt like forever. “I didn’t mean to hurt you, not that night, not earlier… I will never want to hurt you.” You confess your eyes watering remembering her eyes that night full of fear. She had let her guard down around you, and you hurt her. “Nat I’m so sorry.” You say again this time finally letting your tears run freely. She doesn’t hesitate to take you in her arms. “Y/n, It’s okay… I understand.” She whispers into your head. You pull away slowly, and she wipes your tears with her thumb. “Is this okay?” She asks carefully when she leans forward. “Always, Nat.” You answer easily. The kiss was slow and meaningful. You pulled away smiling with your forehead on hers just enjoying the moment. “You want to watch a movie with me?” You ask cheekily. “With you, or with everyone in the common room?” You chuckle. “With me, I’m not sharing you. We’ll just happen to be in the same room as them.” You tease. “Alright then lead the way.” 

You hold hands the entire way there, and you hear laughing. Peter and your dad and what you assumed is Vision laughter. You walk into the room and immediately freeze, and so does nat. There is another you sitting next to Peter on the couch laughing with him. Nat pulls out a knife from out of thin air. “Peter get away from the couch!” You say it loud enough to catch everyone's attention. Peter expertly jumps away, while Vision moves your father away. You or the other you just stands and slowly turns to meet your gaze. You take a step towards your counterpart and they find themselves doing the same. “Who are you?” you asked casually. “I would have to ask you the same thing.” Before anyone could even get a word out Peter interjects. “Only the real y/n…” he stops abruptly when Natasha makes a move placing your counterpart in a choke hold. “Who are you and what do you want?” She asks not so nicely. It is only then when their eyes widen “what am I thinking about right now?” she asks quickly. You don't know what compels you to answer but you do. “How soft Nat's hands are.” You both say synchronized. You quickly make your way to her and close your eyes. When you open them again Natasha's arms are empty.

You laugh incredulously, “That is new.” You say and everyone seems to catch up. "That was you?" Peter asks "How did you do that?" your father quickly follows up. “I… I have no idea. I was thinking about Nat and the next minute I was at her door.” You sigh trying to collect your thoughts. “But I also remember being here with you guys laughing at Peter.” Everyone is quiet until Peter jumps up and basically yells for you to do it again. You smile and comply. “this is so weird” you say to your other self. Your movements mirror each other as you observe one another. "This is crazy right?" You ask no one in particular and every one just absentmindedly nods. 

A/N: I know I kind of forgot about this story but now it’s back. These powers huh? If you see were I'm going with this no you didn’t. shhh. Love you all have a great day or night.

[incorrectyelenat]

Peter: what if soy milk is just milk introducing itself in spanish?

Natasha: *heavy sigh*

[maybemarvelbaby]

The Hit Girl (III)

A/N: I honestly have no idea how long this is gonna be in my drafts, but when you see it, you see it. I’m crazy swamped with work right now so this might take a while. Anyways… Enjoy!<3

Pairing(s): mentor!Natasha Romanoff x mentee!Reader, Peter Parker x Reader

Warnings: mama!Romanoff, cooluncle!Tony, Cursing, Peter being the best boi

“Tony, I said NO!” 

Your mentor yelled at her teammate.

“Come on, Nat. She’s more than capable, plus Peter’s gonna be there.”

A heavy sigh left Natasha’s lips and she sent a glare to Tony. 

“If she gets hurt, Tony-” 

“She won’t! It’s a simple data collection stealth mission.” Tony interrupted. Natasha let out another sigh and reluctantly agreed.

“Fine, but she better have some kind of a connection to me at ALL times. This will be her first mission alone and I don’t want it to be her last.” You mentor stated, earning a satisfied sigh from Tony and an excited expression from yourself.

“Alrighty then, it’s settled. Peter and (Y/N), come with me, I’ll show you your disguises and give you your alibies.” Tony called to you and the boy around your age. The two of you made quick eye contact and you noticed he was staring at you for most of the meeting. Peter realized this and quickly looked away, a blush appearing on his cheeks, before he awkwardly and not-so-gracefully stood up to follow the man he admires. You followed right after, doing your best to ignore the way he tried to secretly steal glances at you.

Soon, Tony lead the two of you into a room full of the Avenger’s suits, including your’s and Peter’s. Tony walked over to a desk in the middle of the room while you and Peter looked around.

“Awww dammit... where’d I put those stupid-ass things?” He muttered to himself before picking up two id cards, a bracelet, and a watch, “Here they are! Okay kids, it’s Christmas time, come over here and get your presents!” 

You rolled your eyes before walking over to him in a nonchalant manner, Peter standing next to you. 

“Now, there is this man, his name is Jared Walters. He stole some classified information from S.H.I.E.L.D. that we need back. There is going to be some kind of business party thing where Mr. Walters was gonna trade off he information to H.Y.D.R.A.  So, the two of you are gonna pose as two young, and rich siblings who are preparing to inherit their father’s business, Electric Co. (it’s an electricity company). Peter, your name is Mr. Thomas Barrett. (Y/N), you are Ms. Abigail Barrett. You two are siblings, but Ms. Abigail here is adopted. Thomas you’re twenty, you are attending the Massachusetts Institute of Technology, double-majoring in Computer Science and Mechanical Engineering... and I need you to go blonde,” Tony said, earning a surprised ‘What?!?!’ from Peter, which he ignored and continued, “Ms. Abigail, you are twenty-one, a vegan, you graduated from Stanford early with degrees in Psychology and Economics. And are now attending the New England Conservatory of Music to get your music degree. Oh, do you mind if we dye your hair? Or do you just want a wig.” Tony asked.

“Wig please.” You replied. Tony then handed over the information cards and files that repeated all of the information he had just given in slightly more detail.

“Now, this next toy is very cool. These are your suits in case the two of you get stuck in a sticky situation or are caught and need to escape quickly. Just press this button here and wa-blam-o ya got yourselves a suit. I made them myself with my new nano-tech.” Tony said smiling proudly and handing you a bracelet and Peter a somewhat matching watch. “Now go get ready!”

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You stood in front a handsomely dressed Peter who was doing his best to face away from you. He was wearing a nice business suit and you couldn’t help but chuckle at his newly bleached hairs. His cheeks once again turned a dark crimson, which only encouraged more of your giggles. 

“Okay, look. It’s for a miss-” He started as he turned his head your way before stopping and staring at you for much longer than you felt comfortable. Your giggly attitude quickly faded and you grew cold and defensive under his gaze.

“What seems to be the matter? Is there a problem?” You asked him, straightening your back and squaring your shoulders to make yourself look more intimidating.

“Wha-What? No! No-no-no-no-no! No. There’s no problem. It’s just... you... you uh... you look-” Peter began to stutter, the crimson on his cheeks spreading to his ears and down his neck.

“I look what?” You asked threateningly.

“Pretty!” He yelped, “You look very, very pretty.”

A quiet “Oh” fell from your lips as your cheeks flushed a light pink and you looked down at your feet.

“Blue suits you,” he began, seemingly more confident this time, “it really brings out your eyes.” He said letting his eyes trail from the platinum blonde wig on your head, down the cerulean shade of blue fabric that hugged your body and formed a gown, to the silver heels that made you seem taller but also hurt like hell and you couldn’t wait to chuck off.

“Are you trying to make advances on me, Parker?” You asked, firming up again. “Because I refuse to tolerate any kind of disrespect, and I will not allow you to attempt to seduce me in any sort of manner. So-”

“OH MY GOD NO! JESUS (Y/N)!” He yelled, cutting you off and beginning  to chuckle as his face turned a dark shade of red, “I was... I was just trying to give you a complement. God... I’m not trying to seduce you, I promise.”

You glared at him softly before regaining a more relaxed posture and turning in front of you.

“Blue looks good on you too.” You muttered, just loud enough for him to hear, before tilting your head down slightly and distracting yourself with anything that could get your mind off of him.

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“Alright kiddos! You’ve got a job to do so let’s get going!” Tony said strutting up to the two of you, Natasha behind him. She was walking as confident as ever, but you could see the anxiety that she felt in her eyes. You cleared your throat and she turned her head towards you. The both of you made eye contact and stared at each other, having a silent conversation in your heads that included her expressing her nervousness and you reassuring her that it would be okay. 

You knew Natasha cared for you, in the way that any mentor would care for their apprentice. Wanting to see them succeed and probably not die. But you didn’t know that Natasha felt more than that. She felt as though you were her own daughter, the closest thing she could ever have to one. She loved you like you were her own child that she carried in her womb for nine months and raised for years. And the anxiety that she felt with this mission was more than just wanting you to succeed and not get hurt. Natasha was terrified of losing you, but you would never have guessed.

After earning a quick nod from Nat that told you she trusts you and to be careful. The four of you walked onto the Quinjet and set off towards your destination.

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[sxtansqueen]

AM I GOING CRAZY? Masterlist. Bucky Barnes x Stark! Reader (social au!)

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Stark!reader (social au!)

Summary: yn starts hearing other people´s thoughts translating into songs when she´s hit by a volley ball while listening to music. What will she do when one of her best friends, Bucky Barnes, starts singing heartful love songs towards her?

Warnings: lots of swearing, angst.

Masterlist:

 twitter accounts.

1. Are you on crack, yn?

2. I think I love you, yn.

3. When aren´t you confused, yn?

4. What have you done now, Barnes?

TAGLIST IS OPEN! (Just comment that you wanna be in it and I’ll tag you! :D)

[romancingromanoff]

The Taste of Spiders (Natasha x femme reader, Peter x reader platonic)

Peter has a huge crush on the reader and asks her out on a date. He gets turned down but not for the reason he expected. Takes place during CACW

“So, uh. Do we have a team name or something?” the new recruit nervously spoke for the first time. The jet was headed to Berlin and you felt kind of bad for the kid who seemed to have no idea what was going on and hadn’t even been on a plane before. He couldn’t be any older than 15 or 16 so he only three or four years younger than you at the most so you knew how intimidating it could be getting dragged into this world and by Tony of all people. He wasn't exactly the most considerate or sensitive guy.

“A team name?” Natasha raised a single eyebrow at him with an annoyed expression on her face.

“Yeah, like Team Iron Man or something just cause we probably can’t be Team Captain America. Actually, what’s the opposite of America?”

“The opposite of America?”

“Or I don’t know, where are you from I guess? We could go with that just as long as it’s not also America.”

“I’m Russian,” she answers him flatly and his face goes completely red. The poor kid looked like he was going to pee his pants and you shot your girlfriend a quick angry look. You knew she wasn’t the easiest person to like or get along with, but did she have to be so cold to him? Before you can say anything else to her she gets up and goes to a private room in the back and you roll your eyes at how she’s acting before quickly apologizing to Peter about her behavior.

“I think Team Iron Man has a nice ring to it,” you quickly chirp in and reassure him. “And if we’re all going to be working together as a team we should probably get to know each other too, right?” you made the move and sat down next to him and he seemed to cheer up a bit.

For the next few hours you got to know more about Peter, who he was as a teenage boy, and how he became Spiderman. Having been homeschooled and specially trained by S.H.I.E.L.D. for all of your childhood you were especially interested in hearing his stories from school and could’t help but ask about those silly trivial things you missed out on like homecoming and sports games.

“Ok, so after third period I usually just eat lunch with Ned in the cafeteria and the food is edible, I guess, so I-I I’m sorry, but I just can’t believe that you’re interested in hearing about my life when you are just so cool! I am just, I’m sorry, but I’m a huge fan of your work, it is seriously amazing, really, I can’t believe you’re talking to me.”

You laugh give him a smile. You were hoping to make him feel as comfortable and welcome as possible but didn’t realize he was a fan. That’s usually a little awkward to address but you’re at least happy to see that he’s enthusiastic about something. But it turns out that two of you hold one thing in common when it comes to fighting and you bond over that strange quirk: Talking during fights.

“I don’t know, it just relieves a lot of the tension, you know?” he jokes.

“Exactly! Natasha always makes fun of me for it, but sometimes taking everything so seriously just gets tiring.”

Almost like she knows you were talking about her the redheaded assassin finally emerges to rejoin the two of you as the plane also begins to descend. “You kids might wanna put your seat belts on for landing if that isn’t too serious for you or anything.”

“Yes, ma’am,” Peter quickly answers with his voice breaking just a little bit causing you to laugh.

“No, no! I’m not laughing at you,” you clarify. “That was just really cute.”

You pretend to be focused on looking out the window with Peter for the next 20 minutes as you also feel Natasha’s stare burning into the back of your head. Usually she was always the bigger person when it came to common relationship insecurities that most couples faced but jealousy was one that hit her hard and fast. You actually thought it was pretty cute that she got possessive of you so easily. It was certainly hot and it reminded you of how much you meant to her.

When the plane landed you realized that you had the rest of the evening all to yourselves just to settle in and maybe go out into the city. “What do you wanna do?” you asked turning to Peter and just shrugged and nervously scratched the back of his neck in response.

“You mean, we could do anything?”

“Well, virtually anything so long as its legal and not too unrealistic.”

“Um,” he glances around super quickly like he’s looking for something and you just watch him intently. “You probably know this place way better than I do and I’m up for anything.”

“Okay, well maybe we just go get some coffee for now? It’s going to be really busy for us tomorrow but I know of a really cute little cafe in Lichtenberg.”

“Yes, that sounds perfect. Ok, cool, cool. You know I could, uh, buy us some coffee, like um, like um, a date, maybe,” he stutters with the cutest look on his face that you’re so upset about what you have to do.

“Peter?”

“Yeah?” he’s flustering now waiting for your answer while trying to play it cool.

You take his left cheek in your right hand and he kind of tenses up a little bit just from not expecting it. “I would be so lucky, but I don’t swing that way Spiderman,” you give him a small smile and lean forward to kiss his forehead.

“Oh,” he kind of goes quiet but smiles back at you nervously. “Sorry, I didn’t know there was a no team-dating policy but I guess that makes a lot of sense.”

You chuckle at how easily he misinterpreted what you meant. “No, what I mean is I’m just caught in someone else’s web. You see I-”

“She’s dating me,” Nat swoops in and grabs your other hand to stand right next to you. The look on Peter’s face is priceless going from confusion to realization to straight up embarrassment in just a matter of seconds.

“Oh... I mean, no, not ‘oh’ as in ‘oh no,’ I just meant ‘oh’ as in that’s awesome because that’s... that’s really hot.” he covers his mouth with his hand after that last bit somehow slipped out from his thoughts and you knew you weren’t supposed to have heard it but you just laugh and give him a friendly hug.

“I think that’s the most intelligent observation he’s made yet,” Natasha smiles and says in your ear before giving your cheek a kiss you can’t help but get all grinny about. She really had you in her web.

[damn-stark]

Lost legacy Ch.3

A/N- wow okay I hope you guys like this chapter.

Warning- mentions of abuse

Tagged- @ellaorelizabeth , @camu-winchester , @reinyrei , @remakethestars , @euphoniumpets , @moonbearmeliox

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Chapter 2 - Chapter 4

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You always dreamed of having parents like any parentless child would. Every birthday wish would be the same, just a family who would pick you up from Hydras grasp and take you with them. But like very wish you made every year it never came true. One time at night before going to bed you got on your knees and put your hands together and prayed something you had seen on tv on the occasional times you did watch tv, you prayed to whoever was above, the big man above, the many gods or the big bright star it didn’t matter you just prayed. Prayed for a loving family, you remembered you felt tears rolling down your cheeks as you kept saying the same words. “ I wish for a family. Please.” Over and over again. But that night while you were doing that one of the doctors came in to your room and caught you. He rushed to your side and grabbed your hand pulled you up to your feet.

“You have no family! Only us! Your Mama you pray for left you here because she didn’t love you! We saved you so you could become what you are now! Your Mama doesn’t love you and no one will come save you!” The doctor yelled as he dragged you down the hall. After that interaction though you still remained hopeful, that maybe one day she would come or maybe even your dad. Even if they reminded you everyday after that day that you had no family you still hoped until you got older and it slowly died down. But even still, now you still had that bit of hope.

That’s why now when you asked the avengers of your request you got nervous. You got scared to know the answer to your long awaited question, what if the truth was not one you were going to like? What if what they had said was true? But yet even with the doubt you had you still needed to know. To atleast know how they look. 

“while we wait for Tony to return why don't we get you situated in your room?” Black widow told you and you just responded with a simple nod. Its not like you had much say in the matter. You followed behind her and she soon presented herself to you, revealing herself as Natasha Romanoff. She also presented Captain America as Steve Rogers. He was in front of you next to Natasha but it seemed that what he had asked you before had his mind miles away. Natasha talked and gave you a tour throughout the rest of the facility. You weren't really paying any attention though. Your mind was somewhere else, it was on the thought that this whole thing was just an act and that at any second they were going to turn you back to Hydra or even kill you. That's why you didn't let yourself get excited at the place you were going to call home from now on because you knew that any moment they'll leave you to yourself. 

Yet when she showed you the room where you would be staying at from now on you couldn’t help but look at it amazed, like how a child looks at a toy store. But you kept your amazement hidden to yourself only letting them see your poker face. “We’ll let you settle in and then we can present you to the rest of the team if you want.” Natasha said as she stood by the door. You looked around and arched an eyebrow. You had nothing with you nothing that you could actually store in a room beside the clothes you had been wearing when they had caught you. Oh and your bracelet. “I’m sorry...uhmm I’ll be back.” Natasha responded noticing what you had also noticed. She awkwardly left the room leaving you standing in the center of your new room. Before you could fully take in the room Natasha came in one last time and put your silver bracelet on the bedside table.

When you made sure she was actually gone your looked at the every inch of the room. It was bigger than any room you had stayed in at Hydras base or when you were living in the streets. You sat on the bed and noticed how comfortable it felt. You let your hand sink into the pillows. You turned your head and noticed a tv. You felt excited and happy to have a room like this one but you had to keep reminding yourself that nothing good like this comes for free and will eventually end. You let your little bit of happiness die down and you grabbed your bracelet. You looked at every window for a possible way to escape. You stood up from the bed and got a closer look. Their was no way you were going to stay here like a prisoner but first you needed to know who your parents were and then you could leave.

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Natasha did as she had said. She introduced you to your new house and team mates. Some of them greeted you with smiles and others didn’t but it’s not like you greeted any of them with a happy and warm smile either. You examined all their faces, some were new members that you had little knowledge about like the red robot Vision and the girl Wanda. She seemed nicer and seemed to be one of the only ones here to have powers beside yourself of course. You didn’t know much about the new members like you did the older ones, because after leaving Hydra you stopped learning about them which is why some seemed new to you only knowing them from the news you would read in newspapers or see on the TVs while walking in the streets.

While waiting for Tony to return to the facility you waited in an awkward silence. You kept to yourself but it was not like any of the team members tried to talk to you and even if they did try you wouldn’t try to take the conversation far.

At the sound of the door opening you looked up and saw Iron Man or... Tony. He looked around the room until his eyes landed on you. “Come on kid let’s go.” He said as he waved you over to him. You got up and followed behind him in silence. “So what you can bend water and air?” He spoke up. You rolled your eyes at his comment. You also saw that Natasha hit his arm but it didn’t seem to be in a hurtful way. “what it’s just a question.” You heard him say to her quietly.

“You could say that.” You grumbled under your breath. Their was much more to your powers then just water and air but earth and fire too. And it also wasn’t called bending it was called manipulation. “What are you some sort of Tin Can?” You asked with a smirk playing at the corner of your lips. He scoffed but you heard him chuckle lightly at your lame excuse of a comeback.

“You could say that.” He answered. When you arrived at the lab inside still inside the facility you got more nervous then you already were.

Out of habit you let your eyes wander the room for any possible exits. Something that caught your eye was one of Iron Mans suits. It was displayed there in the lab behind a glass box. Out of curiosity you walked closer to it to take a closer look. When you were in Hydra you had heard many stories of Iron Man and the rest of the Avengers they were played out as the enemy that did nothing good and only destroyed. You never believed the stories though as much as they told you them repeatdly to try and brainwash you, because you knew the real enemy was always and will always be Hydra. Yet as you saw your brown eyes reflect themselves through the glass that had the Iron suit inside it, you couldn’t help but get chills.

“I’m going to need some form of DNA from you. Preferably hair I don’t want to clean your spit.” Tony said and you did as you were told. He said some stuff into his computer and you waited. The time seemed to slow down as you waited. The anxiety of waiting and finally getting to know the answer to your longed awaited question ate at you. You took a deep breath and began to fidget your right hand because of the anxiety you felt. You were finally going to know. Finally atleast see their face.

“I’ve found two viable matches Mr.Stark.” The computer announced making you even more nervous knowing that the computer had been able to find both your parents.

“Okay read them off please.” Tony said to the computer and you walked closer to the screen. Your left hand was on your right wrist fidgeting with the silver braclet you had on.

“I’ve found DNA that match’s that to Giuletta Kristina Nefaria.” The computer said and your eyes went wide at the sound of name. You didn’t know who she was but just the sound of your mothers name sent you down a whirlwind of emotions.

“Is there any recent activity on her?” He asked and you felt your heart pounding at the question.

“No it seems that she was last seen fifteen years ago.” You sighed at the answer and felt as if your heart broke a little at the news. You looked at the picture that was next to her name and saw you and her shared similar features even if half of her face was covered with a gold mask you could still see similarities like the same hair color and other smaller things.. then again you only hoped you shared similarities with her you didn’t actually know if you did. “I’m sorry kid.” You heard Natasha say to you. You looked at her and couldn’t find words to say.

“Okay tell me the next match you found.” Tony said. Even if the news of your mother had upset you and set your hopes low you still had them. Maybe your Farher was alive.. then again what would you do if he was?

“Are you sure Mr.Stark perhaps this is news you would like to listen to in private.” The computer said only causing you to worry. You looked over at Tony and then at the computer.

“Yes it’s fine FRIDAY.” Tony said and once again you felt your nerves getting the better of you. You took another deep breath as you kept your eyes glued to the screen.

“The other DNA match I found matches to... Anthony Edward Stark.”

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(A/N- so Giuletta Kristina Nefaria or also known as Madame Masque. Is an actual character in the comics and is love interest with Tony at one point in the comics of course. So I thought I would add her onto the series more of a cameo but I still added her. She’s not going to be significant to the plot at all I just wanted to add an actual character tony has been with instead of just writing a random name so yeah. So please take note that she’s not going to be important to the plot she’s just a cameo!)

[userdokja]

Young. | Avengers x Reader, Peter Parker x Reader (One)

Summary: Reader was sent to kill Tony Stark, But she changed her mind, Saved him and found a new family instead.

Warnings: Fluff, Death. Stabbing people™ (Credits to Mr. Loki Laufeyson) My Writing and Grammar

A/N: Peter is 18 reader is turning 18 I can't do the read more thingy Because I'm on my phone.

Word Count: 2.4k words of shitty writing

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You woke up with the sound of your phone ringing, You groaned knowing who it was. You answered the phone and closed your eyes.

"Y/n? We have a job for you." Your eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

"I thought I was on a vacation you can't do this to me! I'm still just a kid!"

"10 Million Dollars." She stated calmly, Ignoring your complaint.

Your eyes widened.

"Who?"

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"Anthony Edward Stark." She handed you a file. But you stayed silent.

"Why him? Didn't he save the world a lot of times--"

"15 Million." You scoffed. And shook your head no.

"Tony Stark is a good ma--"

"And I need you to do your Job." She tilted her head. "Do you have any connection with him? If not then do it, Your Mother needs this doesn't she?" You rubbed your temple and sighed. You drop your hand and looked at the file.

"You're one of our best Y/n. Don't do anything stupid." You can feel her gaze following you as you walk out of the room.

You walked home thinking about what just happened. Debating on whether you should do it or not. You were going to visit your mother Today. But you'll need to do your Job first.

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You inhaled nervously as you walked inside the Avengers Tower, Dressed in a uniform. You took the elevator to go up and before the door closed someone slipped right in. You noticed who the man was next to you.

Tony Stark.

His phone ringed in his pocket he answered it immediately. "Hello? Sam? Yeah, I'm almost there..what!? why did you let Thor use the oven?!" He groaned in frustration "Where's everyone? I know I'm late I was on a date with Pepper."

You started feeling bad, This man had plans. Friends, You never had second thoughts when you started this job, You kept telling yourself that It was for your mother. But would your mom want this life for you?

The elevator made a sound making you snap out of your thoughts you both walked out of the lift, You kept your eyes on him, Wondering what you should do. You bump on someone's shoulder causing you to tumble backward.

"Hey, Are you the one I called earlier?" You looked up but then quickly averted your eyes when you saw The Falcon.

"Y-Yeah, About the oven?" He nodded and lead the way. It was a mess.

"Am I supposed to fix the Oven or clean it?" You mumbled to yourself you looked around and saw that your ex- target was gone.

"Oh shit."

"What?" You yelped slightly at the loud voice and turned around. You faced another Avenger.

"Uhmm-- Thor right?" You thought of an excuse. "Where's the bathroom?"

He pointed to the left and you thanked him

"No problem little lady." He gave you a big smile.

you walked around once you were out of sight you found where he was, In a meeting room. You were slightly blinded by a red light for a short moment until you realized what it was. You were told about this when you were recruited. That there's always someone to finish the job for you if you don't.

you ran inside the room earning weird looks from the other Avengers.

"Mr. Stark get down!" you pushed him down before whoever was sent pulled the trigger. Everyone ducked as well the bullet crashed into the glass table making a loud sound.

You walked In front of everyone and pulled out the gun hidden in your shoes, you started shooting the person  even though there's a glass in front of you, They started shooting back You heard the door open behind you, And a loud clang, it was from Captain Americas shield the bullet bounced back and hit your shoulder, You groaned in pain. Tony Stark appeared behind you and flew out the broken window In his Armor. He blasted his Repulsors at the black-suited man, You looked behind you didn't notice everyone left, Black Widow was beside you holding a gun. Steve Rogers probably helped everyone out.

"What's your name?" The redhead asked.

"Why should I tell you?" You walked away.

"You should probably stay, Explain what happened. Get that bullet out of your shoulder." You heard Iron Man land behind you.

"who sent you?" He asked behind his helmet, Being the smart guy he is he answered his own question.

"You're from HYDRA. Huh. Y/n. L/N. killed three people this month." He opened his helmet and walked out of his Suit. "Why did you do that? I mean You're from the bad guys."

"I don't even know what you're talking about. What HYDRA? I work for someone else I don't just kill. I don't kill innocent People."

"Are you sure? Because you've been planting bullets on good people's head. the last businessman you killed had wife and kids

"You're wrong--"

"JARVIS, Show her."  A hologram showed up on top of the broken table, You were in the news, Reported as one of the most wanted people. You were given false Information. You started getting dizzy and heard an unfamiliar voice before blacking out.

"Sir, Her heartbeat is getting dangerously slow."

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You woke up In a cold room, It was already dark outside and it was raining. You sat up and looked at your shoulder, It was bandaged.

You walk out of your room, You spotted Steve Rogers.

"uhmm..Mr. Rogers?" He looked at you.

"Oh, Y-You're awake. If you're looking for Tony Jarvis probably already told him, Would you like some coffee?" He offered with a smile.

"No thank you, Sir, I was wondering when I can tell you everything? So I can get back to my mom.." You sat In front of him a table between the both of you.

"I don't know, It's up to the Person who's going to be asking you questions. And It's very late so probably tomorrow?" You nodded understandingly.

"What's HYDRA?" You asked him.

"It's an organization, Of terrorists. They brainwashed my best friend Bucky, He did some bad things... But here he is, In the tower one of the Avengers." You noticed the confused look on your face and chuckled "What I'm saying is, He didn't know what he was doing, It wasn't him, And you didn't know what you were doing too, So I hope tomorrow.." He gets up and placed his empty mug on the sink. "You tell the truth. Goodnight Miss L/N." He gave you a warm smile and you smiled back.

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"What's your name?" Natasha asked.

"Y/n L/N"

"Who do you work for?"

"Apparently I was working for Hydra."

"What were you doing here yesterday?"

You answered different questions honestly, After everything you did there's no reason to lie. You were In that room sitting In that chair for Almost two hours until they let you go see your Mother. They know about her as well, They knew about her operation.

You met Bucky that day as well, He was a sweet guy, He gave you a ride hospital and Offered to take you to back to the Tower as well but you kindly declined his offer.

Once you arrived at your mother's hospital room you noticed something as different, you couldn't hear the television from outside, Her laughing at the show. You slowly opened the door And she wasn't there. You immediately rushed tot he nurse's station.

"Hi, was Miss L/n moved? From room 300?" The nurse looked at you with a confused expression.

"Her Daughter was the one who Reported her death. I thought Miss L/N didn't have any more relatives." You felt like you were going to pass out, The Nurse asks if you're okay but you waved her away. You knew who did this, They were the reason your mother was still alive. And they took her away as well.

"Hello? Who is this?" Your phone only had three people's number, Your mom, Your boss, And Bucky.

"It's Y/n, Can-- Can you pick me up?"

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"Y/n what you're planning to do is dangerous. Taking them down on your own? You're going to kill yourself! We should at least tell the team. "

"I don't have time to tell the team. My mom's already gone. And they can kill me anytime now." He parked In front of the tower and helped you out, You both walked inside to take the elevator. His arms were still around you.

"You're being reckless Y/n, I don't know you much yet but I want you to..Let it all out."

"Let what out?"

"You didn't cry when you were told were you?" You shake your head.

"Then go on. Cry. Scream. It will hurt more if you don't" You wanted to do what he said. you really did but you held it all back you were sure you won't be able to hold it back for very long because you already felt tears stinging your eyes.

"Thank you, Bucky." You both walked out of the Elevator and saw Thor.

"Ah, Little Lady, You're back!" Thor greeted you with a smile but it quickly dropped when he saw your face. "What happened?"

"My Mom's gone." Your voice broke, And Thor comforted you with a hug and a pat on the back. Bucky left you both. Thor told you about his mother And comforted each other. You soon changed the topic and made you forget about everything for a little while.

"Y/n I heard about what happened," Tony said behind you. "I'm sorry for your loss."

"Thank you, sir."

"Sir? Call me Tony, How old are you?" he laughed.

"I'm 17."

"Holy shit. You're 17! How many have you-- How are you about all this stuff? Where's your dad?"

"Well I don't have a dad, Mom said he left when I was really young. And I'm Good, I'll probably die In the next 24 hours or so.." He gave you a weird look.

"You can stay here for a while. Bucky told me about your plan and you're not doing that." He leads you to an empty room and you thanked him.

"Mr. Stark?-- oh. Hi, I'm- I'm Peter Parker." A boy with a really cute face popped out of nowhere.

"You're spider boy!" You smiled at him, "I'm Y/n." you held your hand out for a handshake and he gave it a little shake.

"Spiderman actually, How did you know?"

"Your voice It's really unforgettable You passed by me once when I dropped my wallet." He just nods and stared at you.

"Alright! Stop flirting!" Tony dragged Peter away. and you closed the door, Everything that happened came back to you. You lied down your bed and pulled out the knives from your Jeans, You closed your eyes and went to sleep.

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2 months later

"Is this really necessary?" You tugged at the straps of your bag. Tony made you go to a school with Peter, It's been months since your first day at the tower There was no sign of Hydra no traces of them in the house you normally meet up.

"Yes. You're 17 And a normal girl goes to school!"

"But I'm not a normal girl, I've killed 10 people since I was 16!"

"That's why you're going to school!" You rolled your eyes and Got in his expensive car. Steve was In the car too Sitting beside Tony who was the one driving while Peter was beside you.

"all set kids?" Steve asked you both.

"Yes, Dad." You said sarcastically but You didn't know it affected Steve and he smiles a little.

----

"Y/n, This is Ned my best friend." You smiled at Ned.

"Hi! Will you sit with us at lunch?" He asks with a smile.

"Yeah," you replied.

The school was really boring, Sure you've been into one before but You forgot how it sucks. Especially when your Teacher said something about Avengers.

"So the main lesson in the story Is that sometimes even if our intentions are good we can do something wrong instead. Like the Avengers." That caught your attention. "They think They're saving the world while all they do is mess it up--"

"Hold on a second." Everyone's eyes turned to you. "Who the fu--"

"She just needs to go to the Bathroom." Peter quickly said beside you. You just nodded and walked out, You found the bathroom after walking around for five minutes when you opened the door someone dragged you in.

"well well well... what do we have here?" The tall man pressed you against the wall.

"Your Breath smells like shit man, Move away!" He does what you told him to do, And now you can reach the dagger on your boots you held it up and stabbed his back.

"Aarghh!" He yelled and loosened his grip around your neck.

"Oh man, I knew It!" You stabbed his left thigh and his stomach. "Who do you work for? Hydra?" You grab him by his long blonde hair making him look up to you. But his eyes wandered behind you and widened.

"Y/n let him go and get in the car outside the school." You heard a very familiar voice. You drop him on the ground and turned around with a small smile on your face.

"Thanks, Captain." You ran outside and got In the car.

"How's your first day?"

"Pretty cool. How did you know I was In trouble anyways?"

"I Left something in your watch. Just In case." You smile at him and leaned back.

"I stabbed the man In the back and Stomach, by the way, I hope he survives for questioning. He was smelly." He laughed at your story you both talked about his past enemies as you waited for Steve to be back.

"Are you going to marry pepper?" You asked out of the blue

"I hope, maybe one day."

"And have kids?" You made him laugh again.

"Yeah, that too."

"I think you'll be a great Dad, I mean I never had one but You and Steve are basically my dads." Your eyes widened not sure if you should've said that.

"Thanks, kid." That was the last thing you heard before a gunshot.

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Series Tag: None yet.

A/N: This is part one of "Young" there's a lot more to come! This is the longest fic I've ever written. I hope you like it!

[evendeadlmthehero]

So I was watching Captain America: Winter Soldier, and there was this once scene that stood out to be the most:

My fear that Natasha Romanoff sacrifices herself so that Steve survives intensifies.

[abriannalaufeyson-blog]

Hey guys if u want to check out my Wattpad I’m starting my first book which I’m super excited about. I’m accepting requests too. Have fun.

- AbriannaLaufeyson

[vivacesole]

Racetrack

Steve Rogers x Reader

Summary: In which you’re a racecar driver, and you are introduced to Steve at one of your races.

Word Count: 845

Warnings: Awkward flirting

A/N: I just wanted to put something out there, (trust me I know this is shit) but I just want to get some content other than Concealment out there… so here’s a lil unfinished drabble for you.. and look I still suck at titles!!!

Masterlist | Prompt List | Request

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“You can’t refuse.”

“But-”

“Did you hear what I just said? No buts. Get up and at it Doc Brown.” Tony plucked the small notebook from Steve’s hands.

“Alright, alright.”

“It’s on the list, and this race happens to be a very special one. You won’t want to miss it.”

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Your brows furrowed as you accelerated on the last stretch. You were almost there, you could see it. It took everything in you to not turn around to get a glance at your competition. “Almost there.” you muttered to yourself. ‘Keep going! Keep going!’ the screams in your earpiece became muffled as you let out the breath of relief after you crossed the finish line. “Yes!” you punched the air and took your victory lap before squeezing through your window to get out of your car. The crowd roared, and you grinned, waving out to them.

As always, you locked on to a kid in the stands. You looked to the side, hastily asking for a sharpie, and signed your helmet to give to the kid. And a flash later, you were back in your tent.

“It was an alright race. But congrats anyways.” you turned away from your conversation to face the familiar voice.

“Stark!” you laughed and pulled him into a hug. You knew he wasn’t much for those, but you couldn’t help it. “Haven’t seen you at the tracks in a while.”

“Well I have been a bit busy with, well- you know.”

“Yeah yeah, saving the world and shit. Thanks for that, by the way.” you laughed again.

“Yeah.” he said shortly before looking behind him as if he forgot something. “Oh, I brought a friend.” he pinched his nose under his sunglasses and spotted Steve admiring the heap of trophies aligned in a large glass case.

“Rogers, over here.” Tony called. Steve was brought out of his trance and swiveled to your direction, nearly freezing on the spot. “Steve, (Y/N). (Y/N), -”

“Captain America.” you gaped in awe as you shook his hand. “Well I’ll be.” he seemed just as surprised as you were, and you made a note that he was nothing like you thought he would be. After seeing plenty of footage from the battles he had fought, and visiting the museum, you had pictured him as a very well mannered, composed, and professional person. And here he was, mouth opening and closing like a fish in your presence. Tony elbowed his side and Steve retracted his hand.

“Uh- yeah, I’m Steve Rogers.” he smiled and took you in. He couldn’t deny that he found you extremely attractive. “These all yours?” he pointed to the glass case of trophies.

“Uh- yeah. All me.” you smiled back up at him, still not comprehending how he was much more handsome in person.

“I wanted to wait until you were off your leave to bring him to a race. His first had to be seeing my favorite racer.” Tony stated.

“Stark, I’ve been off my leave for a while now.” you informed him.

“Have you?”

“Yeah. I have.” you chuckled.

“Well like I said we’ve been a bit busy saving the world and all.”

“Uhhuh.” you teased and turned back to Steve. “Don’t let him fool you either. I’m only his favorite because he’s never lost a bet on me.”

“I can see why. You’re a great racer.” Steve complimented and bowed his head.

“Thanks.. So your first race huh? What did you think?”

“Not sure I’d do it myself, but not as bad as I thought.” he chuckled.

“Like it enough to come watch another?” you asked on a whim.

“I-is that an invite?” Steve cursed himself for stuttering. He wondered what Bucky would do in such a situation. After all, he was always the girl charmer.

“Yes it is.” you laughed. “You now have automatic access to the pit for all of my races. I’d love to see you there.”

Steve made a face. “Really? Wow, uh, yeah thanks I think I’ll take you up on that.”

“I really hope so.” you sucked in your bottom lip. “Anyways, I now have a press conference and some events to attend for today so I’m gonna have to get out of here.”

“Yeah of course.” Steve stuffed his hands in his pockets. “Ah- it was really nice meeting you, (Y/N), and congratulations of course.”

“You too Steve, thank you.” you paused. “Hey, I’ve got another race at this track next weekend. If you come, there might be a chance that you’ll get an invite to dinner with me after or something.” you trailed off.

“Well you beat me to the dinner thing, so I guess I have to come now.” he laughed. “I’ll be there.”

“Great, I’ll see you then. And Stark, it was good seeing you too.” you yelled out to him as he had wandered away from the two of you.

“Yeah of course.” he responded with half a mind. “You’re welcome.” he added and you turned to question him but he shot you a knowing wink.

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Oh, My, My, My!

AN: okay shits, this is based off a prompt I had thought of and I requested it before but said fuck it and decided to do it myself. Here’s the playlist for this. Petey is 20 in this as well as the reader, both are in the Avengers bc yolo why not. also, the reader is a mutant idk what kind so well find out when I post it lmao.

Requested: no lmao. it’s basically Y/N giving Peter a bday gift and some bff!thor ( I love my mans, okay and platonic thor is needed) 

warning: my shitty writing and bad playlist. 

word count: 2,574 

Getting a birthday present for your best friend is supposed to be easy right? Especially if you are in love with them, wrong. It makes it about 10 times harder. You get an idea and you think ‘oh! this is perfect! great!’ but then you realize, a normal best friend wouldn’t get them this, this is too much, too personal. That’s where I'm stuck at right now.

Buying my best friend his 21st birthday gift shouldn’t be this hard! I'm great at gifts! Hell, I got the team the BEST gifts for Christmas, I made Steve tear up. So why can’t I think of something for Pete?

Groaning and running my hands over my face, I roll over and look at the picture of us from graduation. I know Pete like the back of my hand, I know his sandwich orders from every shop in Queens and upstate. I know he likes the Trilogy better than the Prequels of Star Wars, even if that's wrong.  I know that even at 20 and one of the strongest and powerful heroes, he sleeps with the curtain closed because he’s scared someone is going to be looking in if he looks over at night. I know this kid better than I know myself, so why am I stuck?

“Y/L/N, are you still coming into town with me?” ‘‘Yeah! I’m coming, give me a second Sparkles!’‘ huffing and attempting to get off my bed as fast I can, I hear Thor’s loud footsteps reaching my room. “Y/N, how many times am I to explain that I do not sparkle?’‘

Thor enters with a deep-set frown, leaning against my door frame watching me lace my boots up. “Sparkles, bub, listen.. I know you produce lighting, not sparkles; BUT you can make sparkles and it’s fun.’‘ I get up and walk over to him and step on my tippy toes to pat his cheek “Plus, you know you are my favorite founding Avenger.’‘ Laughing and putting his hand over mine before moving Thor replies “Oh you are full of it, I made sparkles once when you were sad and now you taunt me with it ever since.’‘ Grinning, I nod and pull him out with me and make our way down to the elevators.

“You are staying for Petey’s party tonight, right?’‘ Glancing over at Thor while he hums softly waiting for the doors to open before stepping in. “I am, the others say this age marking is a big one for you mortals and I enjoy watching your kind celebrate things, very different than how we do it. Plus I want to see if you finally confess to young Peter your feelings.’‘

“THOR!’‘ He laughs when I push his shoulder, him barely moving. You see, I told Thor about my crush on Peter last Halloween.

Everyone was at the tower for a big party that Tony threw. I was sitting next to Peter while Natasha was telling a story about one of her missions. “You okay, honey?’‘ Peter asked, a concerned look set on his face and his hand on my knee. We had this thing where we called each other Honey. He says he calls me it because of my eyes, a side effect of my mutation that leaves them a soft yellow color. I call him it because he’s sticky. “Yeah, I’m fine Petey“ I smile and reply, “Just a little tired is all.’’ Peter nods, a soft smile forming on his lips and removes the hand on my knee and brings it on the couch, behind me and goes back to listening to Natasha.

I stare at him briefly before shifting a bit myself, letting our knees knock together softly and stay close to him. Feeling a pair of eyes on me, I look over and see Thor starring at us with the look he gets when he’s thinking hard about something.

I furrow my eyebrows at him and mouth ‘What?’ to him, wondering what he’s looking at. He gets up and motions for me to follow him to the next room. “I’ll be back..’’ I whisper to Peter and get up, following the God.

“What’s wrong? Are you okay? Is it another moment? Do you want me -’‘ “Are you and young Peter together and not telling me?” Thor interrupts me and frowns, crossing his arms over his chest. “What? No!’‘ Shaking my head quickly and feeling my face get hot “W-what makes you think that? We are just friends, bub.“ “You and him are sitting close and you two have been very fond of each other the whole evening.. did something happen when I was gone? Did you two engage?’‘ He asks, looking at me and squints his eyes watching me. I feel my face turn red and blink a few times, laughing nervously. “Thor, I-I don't know what you are talking about.. Peter and I haven't done anything, he’s just my best friend..’‘ I reply, unable to look up at him.

Thor is like my big brother, ever since I joined at fifteen Thor has been there to help. When he found out about another member joining the team with similar powers to his, he was excited. “Y/N.. you like young Peter, don't you?” God, I could practically hear the smile in his voice, I could already tell this was never going to be dropped. Whining, I put my hands on top of my head and looked up at him. "If you tell anyone or ever mention this when it's not just us, I will burn all of your capes.'' Thor lets out a small noise of agreement and pulls me into his chest, hugging me tightly. "I won't speak a word of, Honey.'' "I hope you drop your ax on your foot," I reply with a small smile while he laughs.

Rolling my eyes and thinking back at the memory, I can't help but smile to myself. It was a good night. "I have been thinking of telling him.. I'm just not entirely sure how to yet. I need to get him a gift first.'' I say as we walk out of the building and down the sidewalk. "Maybe a shirt? Peter seems to enjoy those, perhaps one with those sayings? He has a few, I don't understand them though..'' Laughing, I pat his shoulder "That's actually a good idea, he does wear an awful lot of those bad pun shirts." Thor just nods and looks in front of us as we make our way down the street.

Maybe getting Peter a shirt was a good idea? Thor does have a point with that option, he probably owns more bad science pun shirts than he does anything else. Glancing at the few little shops we pass, I notice a small music store and smile brightly. "Thor, I know what I'm going to do.'' "What is it?'' He asks me slightly confused. "You wouldn't get it, don't worry. You can get him the shirts, he'll love those.'' Nodding along to what I say, Thor just glances around the store smiling a bit to himself while I grab what I need and pay.

After spending about three hours making Peter's gift, you sat up and smiled. A personalized playlist was a great gift, right? Even if it's a playlist of songs you'd love to make out with him too? Peter loved playlist and loved music. It was a perfect gift for him, you were just nervous about the title you had written on it. 'Songs To Make Out With You'. Chewing on your bottom lip you grabbed the CD out of your laptop and put it in its case and wrapped it up before putting it in the bag with the other small gifts you got him. Pushing back the slight nervousness you had in your gut, you got ready and grabbed the bag heading down to the common room. Saying Tony took birthday's special was an understatement.I should of know this when I mentioned the idea of a surprise party for Peter.

The entire room was fully decorated. Balloons were everywhere, a huge banner was hanging in the middle of the room along with the numbers '21' on either side. Placing your bag on the table with the rest of the gifts, you walked over to where everyone was huddled up.

''Remeber, Pete has no idea this is happening, okay? F.R.I.D.A.Y. is going to tell us when he's coming, no one spilled, right?'' Tony looked around the room, squinting his eyes at everyone.

"Tony, relax. No one said a thing to the kid, he thinks it's just a regular movie night.'' Natasha replied, glancing down at her nails. Everyone in the room did a collective nod and reasurred Tony. He may not seem like it, but Tony Stark is the biggest softy in the world, especially for his teammates. "Mr. Stark, Peter is now entering the building and making his way to the elevator.'' "Okay, get into place guys!" Quickly ducking down by the couch as all the lights flick off while everyone finds a hiding spot, the room falls silent; an incredibly rare thing in this tower.

After a few moments of silence, you are able to hear the soft footsteps in the hall and the sound of a keypad followed by the door opening. "Whoa, why is it so dark in here? F.R.I.D.A.Y., turn lights on pl-" Peter is cut off by everyone screaming surprise and jumping up from their spots. Grinning brightly, Peter claps his hands together and laughs a bit "Guys.. You all didn't have to do this! This is so nice!''

Giggling at his reaction, you walk up to him and pull him in for a hug. "Happy Birthday, Honey'' you whisper in his ear and give his cheek a soft kiss. You feel him pull you closer to him and nuzzle his head into your neck, his smile obvious against your skin. You two kept the embrace for a small moment before pulling away. Peter grabbed your hand and kept you beside him as he greeted everyone and gave his thank yous.

"Mr. Stark, you didn't have to do any of this! It's so much!'' Shaking his head and patted Peter's shoulder. "It's nothing. 21 is a big age kid, celebrate it. Plus, it was Y/N that came up with the idea, I just took over a bit.'' Tony replied, sending a small wink in your direction. "You've got a good one there, kid.'' Instantly feeling your cheeks heat up slightly, you laughed it off. Peter smiled brightly at his mentor and turned to you. "You came up with this?" He asked. "It was just an idea, Petey, I wanted you to have a good time,'' you replied shrugging a bit. "Besides, Tony completely took control over most things and decorating. The man loves a good party.'' Peter just stared at you with a smile on his face and pulled you in for another hug, kissing the top of your head.

''I don't deserve you, Y/N, I really don't.'' biting your lip and wrapping your arms around his waist you just replied "Let's go and be apart of the party.'' Peter laughs and nods, pulling away and leading you two into the party. About an hour into the party, everyone is sitting on the couches by the window. Peter next to you, one arm behind your head and the other holding his cup while you softly lean against him with your own cup in your hand. "Alright, it's time for presents. I can't wait any longer.'' Tony announced to the room while getting up and clapping his hands together.

He walked over to the table and had DUM-E help him bring the gifts from the team onto the coffee table. Shifting and moving away from Peter a bit you started to feel anxiety build up in your stomach. No one told you they were gonna have them open the presents in front of everyone. You thought they were gonna let him take them back to his room and open them there. How the hell were you gonna get the cd and not have everyone on your team know you want to stick your tongue down Peter's throat?

Panicking a bit you sit up straight and watch as Peter is handed a gift by Clint. He grins like a small kid on Christmas when he opens the box and sees the small construction paper drawings from his kids and the gift card to the local bookstore. He receives a braided bracelet from Wanda that is a traditional gift from her home.

A new blue and red dagger from Natasha with his initials engraved on it and his logo, a child's wallet with spider-man on it with $100 cash in it from Tony, a stack of new books from Steve, a star wars poster from Bruce to replace the one the Hulk ripped in a fast accident a while ago. A winter soldier #1 fan mug from bucky that was accompanied from a matchy Falcon one from Sam. The science pun shirts from Thor, who doesn't truly know why you can't trust atoms. A Battle Star Galactica complete series from Rhodey.

Watching him thank Rhodey and start to reach for your bag, you feel your stomach start to fall. Chewing on your bottom lip, mumbling "Maybe you should open the bottom item later..'' Peter glanced over to his side at you and furrowed his eyebrows "Why? If you're worried I won't like it, that's a lie.'' He replied and started pulling out the items. One by one he opened the small gifts, his smile never leaving his face, constantly looking at you and beaming. You moved around in your seat starting to feel really nervous

"Don't read that out loud!" you blurted out, causing everyone to look over at you with a weird confused look, you put out a fake laugh and shrugged "Has an inside joke on it.. don't want you guys to be confused." Peter nodded, laughing along with you as he grabbed the case.

Swallowing you watched as he carefully took the wrapping paper off of it and smiled to himself at the picture on the case you put. It's the picture you got of him when he was sleeping on the couch with his mouth wide open. Peter opened the case and you felt as if your stomach was going to completely drop out of your ass. What if this was the end of your friendship? What if he started laughing and everyone joined in? Could you find a way to quickly snatch it out of his hands and just say 'Issa prank!'?

You looked at his hands holding the gift, scared of seeing his reaction when he was finished reading it Peter's eyes widened a bit as he read the title, biting his lip he scanned over the tracklist reading each song you put on there, feeling a smile creep on his face he looked back you.

"Honey, we are so going to listen to this later tonight..''