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[sincericida]

Tense...

The Angel In The Garden of Evil | Chapter Five: You Don't Own Me

Summary: Things continue to grow tense for Angel and Peter as secrets come to light on both sides.

Warnings: 18+ Only, eventual smut, lots of drama, mentions of genre typical violence, angst

Word Count: 2.6k

A/N: With all my recent traveling I almost forgot it was Wednesday... Anyway I am super excited to share yet another chapter of this story. Things continue to heat up for our couple, we introduce and get to know more characters and dynamics from Peter's team as well as work in and reference other things from canon Spiderman lore. Just as an extra, when I think of and write about Felicia I can't help but picture Anya Taylor Joy, let me know if you see it. Enjoy!

FIVE

“What? How do you know?” Asked Eddie as they all piled back into May’s apartment.

“Yeah, I thought this guy was supposed to be a ghost.” Harry chimed in.

Peter held his hand close to Angel’s back. He hadn’t taken his eyes off of her the whole way home. He ushered her further forward into the flat, coaxing her towards the sofa, prompting her to take a seat so they could talk about this properly.

Peter sat himself on the coffee table directly in front of her, his hands reaching out to rest against her thighs, drawing her out of her thoughts in her head and back into the room with him.

“Angel, you gotta tell me baby, what’s going on? What’s happening?” Peter encouraged her soothingly, but his irritation was burning under his skin and Harry’s incessant babbling and theorising in the background wasn’t helping him. “HARRY, SHUT UP!” he snapped, turning his head towards his friend then back to his wife. He watched as she swallowed deeply, she had gone so pale, it was honestly scaring him. “Princess-”

“I met him.”

“What? When?”

“With my Dad. They had this sit down. My Dad wanted to sort things out; he was trying to minimise the casualties.” He watched uncomfortably as she winced, the memories flooding her.

But Peter felt confused. “He spoke like he hadn’t seen you in years. Like he was this old work colleague of your Dad’s. Almost like you would run around his back garden at company barbecues.”

“I told you Pete, he’s a fucking mastermind. He plans out every single detail for maximum impact.” She suddenly shrugged off her blazer and brought her uninjured arm up closer to his face, twisting her arm to show off a small burn scar on the back of her arm. Peter tenderly reached out his hand, his thumb brushing against the shiny healed skin. “I got that after they took me hostage.” she informed him. “He used me as a bargaining chip.” she continued to explain as Peter suddenly stood, his internal rage bubbling under the surface, ready to burst, making him restless. He began to pace the floor, nibbling at his thumb and lower lip as she continued. 

“That looks like the barrel of a gun.” Eddie said, inching forward to get a better look.

“One of his men fired a warning shot then placed the still smoking metal to the back of my arm.”

“When was this?” Peter asked between gritted teeth.

“Around 8 weeks ago.”

“Jesus Christ.” Peter snarled, his hands thrusting into his hair. “What were you thinking?” he snapped at her. “Why didn’t you come home!” He pressed her, his pupils blown in anger.

“I couldn’t-”

“Why didn’t he send you home!”

“Pete.” Harry tried to hold his hands out to Peter, encouraging him to give her some space and calm down.

“He was playing with her fucking life!” Peter continued to shout in his face. “All this time he was trying to keep her safe from me, KEPT MY OWN WIFE FROM ME, because he said it was safer and-!” Peter couldn’t even finish his sentence he was in such a rage.

Eddie quickly stood between the couple too, slowly stepping forward with Harry to try and back Peter away, to get him to calm down enough to see sense. 

Angel was struggling to look at him, his words slicing at her like a knife. As Harry and Eddie continued their attempt to quell Peter’s anger, she began to look around the room. She was surprised with all of his shouting that May hadn’t come out from wherever she was to see what all the commotion was about.

“Where’s May?” she asked to the room.

“We’ve got someone driving her out to the cabin to keep her safe while all this is going on.” Eddie turned to fill her in.

“Which is exactly the kind of thing HE should have done in the first place.” Peter spat, his anger starting to boil again.

“Jesus Peter!” she shouted at him as she finally found her nerve again and came to a stand to confront him. “Pull yourself together. Fuck! This is exactly why he didn’t want me near you.”

Peter froze, her words going off like a bomb, an awkward silence falling over the room. “What’s that supposed to mean?” he said as he stepped towards her. He suddenly had that controlled, scary calm demeanour to him.

“I think you know exactly what that means.” she said quietly, but determinedly to him.

“Okay. Okay, I think everyone just needs to chill out.” Eddie said as he stepped forward with his arms outstretched in an attempt to separate them before either one of them did or said anything else to cause even more damage to their marriage.

Angel sighed as she turned back towards the sofa, her hands pressing lightly against the sides of her face as she sat. Peter too turned away, pacing towards the bookcase she had been observing the night before.

There was a light knock on the door and Harry walked down the hall to answer it. 

“Hey man, what’s going on?” the youthful deep voice she recognised from the morning, greeted Harry as he opened it. Harry gave a non verbal answer making the voice respond, “ooh tough crowd.”

The two gentlemen made their way back down to the living room.

“Boss… Eddie… Maam.” a tall black youth said as he entered the room. Looking at him, Angel didn’t think he could be more than 19 or 20 years of age. A young recruit for Peter and definitely not in line with their old rules.

“Angel, this is Miles, Miles this is Angel, my wife.” Peter hissed the final word as he made introductions.

“Pleasure to meet you.” Miles said, stepping forward and reaching out a hand to her.

“And you, Miles.” she said quietly, still exacerbated by the recent spat.

“Umm, we’re going out, Miles is here to look after you while we’re gone.” Peter informed her.

“Really, Pete?” she said suddenly standing again, the tension in the room beginning to rise once more. “You’ve got to be fucking kidding me. You got me a BabySitter!” She stressed the syllables of the word. “How old are you?” she quickly snapped to Miles.

“21.” he quietly interjected as she continued to rant.

“He’s a fucking child Peter. You are having me babysat by a literal child.”

“I’m not a child.” Miles tried to defend himself.

“Look I can’t have you come out with me, it’s not safe.” Peter began throwing back her way. “And especially not after this morning or what you’ve just fucking told me.”

“Oh My God!” She started to protest.

“And he’s not a child Angel. He is perfectly capable of watching out for you while I run out for a few hours.”

“You have got to be fucking kidding me.”

“No, I’m not.” Peter said as he began to snatch up his things, eager to leave the apartment as quickly as possible before either one of them said anything that would really hurt the other. “Look, I’ll be back in a couple hours, you can scream at me then, but until then you’re gonna stay here and not cause Him any trouble.” he said pointing towards Miles, before he took one look back at her as she sat herself down on the sofa, a scowl on her face. “Fuck.” he grumbled more to himself. “Come on, let’s go.” He finished as he corralled Harry and Eddie out the door which he slammed shut.

Miles uncomfortably edged himself over to the empty armchair before taking a seat across from his new charge. “I promise I’m not that bad.” he said, hoping to diffuse the tension. She just rolled her eyes at him.

--

Miles sat patiently scrolling on his phone as Angel paced back and forth across the main living room floor, her hands constantly raking through her hair trying to destress.

“Would you just chill out or something, you’re making me nervous.” Miles threw out to the room which only resulted in her flashing him yet another glower. “Fine. Jeez.” he grumbled as his attention turned back to his phone.

She continued to pace back and forth for another few minutes before she suddenly stormed off to the kitchen. Miles listened as cupboards were opened and different items were slammed onto the kitchen counter. He reluctantly got up from his seat to investigate.

“What are you doing?” he asked as he came to a stand in the doorway, watching her as she began to spoon cups of flour into a glass bowl.

“What does it look like I’m doing?” 

“Ummm, cooking?”

“I’m making cupcakes.” She corrected. “You told me to chill out so that’s what I’m doing. When I’m stressed, I bake.” she said as she began grinding butter and sugar in a separate mixer she’d dragged out of one of the cupboards.

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When Peter arrived back at the apartment 2 and a half hours later, Eddie, Harry and a mystery blonde in tow, she had made and frosted, one batch of vanilla cupcakes, one batch of chocolate cupcakes, one batch of traditional chocolate chip cookies and another of white chocolate and cherry. She was just taking the last tray of chocolate chip cookies out of the oven, placing them carefully onto a cooling rack when Eddie barrelled into the kitchen.

“Uhh I knew I smelt something good.” he exclaimed as his fingers reached for one of the cookies and took a bite. He’d reached for one of the fresh out of the oven cookies however and instantly regretted it as he burnt his tongue on a still molten chocolate chip. “Ahh shit.” he breathed loudly as he sucked air into his mouth to try and cool it down.

“Serves you right.” Angel chastised.

“Damn.” the platinum blonde, who Angel noticed wore a pair of small black cat ears on her head, said as she made her way into the kitchen. “I didn’t realise we were opening up a bakery.” she jests.

“She stress bakes.” Miles proudly spoke up, filling her in.

“I see.” The blonde said as her fingers reached for a vanilla cupcake. Angel watched enviously as the woman skulked away, pausing in the doorway when Peter stepped into it. “She stress bakes.” the woman lowly repeated with what Angel felt was a sense of superiority.

“Not now Felicia.” he said as he let her pass. “Umm, can I talk to you for a second?” he asked, his attention now falling on Angel.

“Umm, yeah, of course.” she quietly said as she put down the now empty baking tray and slipped her hands out of the oven mitts she had been wearing. “Don’t touch that, it’s hot.” she quickly said to Eddie in jest as she passed him.

“Ha, ha.” he deadpanned and she couldn’t help but chuckle.

As they passed through the living room, Peter leading her towards his old bedroom, her eyes couldn’t help but fall on the other woman, Felicia, who now sat in the old faded armchair in the living room, carefully picking at the cupcake she had taken. Noticing their presence Felicia couldn’t help but shoot a knowing look between them, a small smirk growing in the corner of her mouth.

“You slept with her, didn’t you?” Angel calmly asked him as he closed the door behind them.

“What?” His brow furrowed as he looked at her.

“The platinum blonde beauty in the living room currently picking at one of my cupcakes-”

“Felicia.” he interjected.

“You slept with her didn’t you?” 

“What? Really you wanna go into this now?” he asked her, his irritation rising despite her calm demeanour.

“It’s a simple yes or no Peter.” she stated as she moved across the room to sit on the end of the bed as he continued to stand by the door, flummoxed about how they’d even got into this conversation.

“Look, I don’t blame you.” she continued. “Pete I was gone for 3 years, you really think I expected you to be cellibate.” He looked to his feet as he shook his head in disbelief. “Yes or no?”

“YES.” he hastily threw out.

“Does it mean anything?” she calmly asked.

“No, of course not.” he said a lot more calmly. “Now can we not talk about it.”

“Sure, sure.”

There was a pause as he attempted to compose himself once more. “Look, I pulled you in here because I wanted to apologise.” he said but his eye’s couldn’t fully meet hers. She pursed her lips, holding her tongue whilst she waited for him to continue. “I’m sorry okay.” he said again, this time with more conviction as his gaze slowly met hers. “I shouldn’t have shouted at you like I did and… I shouldn’t have treated you like we were on lockdown and that you needed a babysitter okay. I’m just not used to…” his voice trailed off for a moment as he observed her. “This.” he finally said as his hands motioned towards her. “I mean, last night and then everything this morning and then…” he really didn’t know how to articulate. How to even summarise her changes, the distance between them. How he felt about it all. “It’s just- different okay.”

“Okay.” she agreed timidly and understandingly.

There was silence between them as they both tried to process what had been said and find the right words to say. Peter chose to focus on familiarity in the end,

“I see you still bake then.” he quietly said, his body taking a small step towards her.

“Yeah.” she acknowledged quietly.

“What’ you planning on doing with all that?” he asked.

“I’m sure given the chance Eddie would probably eat most of it.” Peter chuckled in agreement. He always had enjoyed her sense of humour. “I was actually thinking I might take it down to the shelter.”

“F.E.A.S.T?” he asked.

“Yeah.”

“I think they’d like that.”

“You gonna let me take them down myself?” she asked as he quietly took a seat next to her.

“Take Miles with you.”

She nodded in agreement. “Was there anything else you wanted to talk about?” she asked quietly, not daring to look at him now he was so close, despite the way his body was turned towards her.

“I’m gonna pop back to the house, see it for myself.” he announced softly.

“Okay.” she replied, finally allowing herself to look up at him. 

“Umm, I’ve got a couple of other errands to run after that but, umm,” he said nervously, “I’m gonna get Felicia to book us a table for dinner tonight so we can umm, talk. You know, try and figure this out.”

“Okay.” she agreed.

“Okay.” he repeated.

They sat on the bed in silence for a moment, the two of them just staring at one another. Peter couldn’t help it, when she moved her head and a few strands of hair fell forward across her face, his fingers automatically reached to push them back, tucking them behind her ear. His hand lingered at the edge of her jaw. For a moment that tension seemed to come back. Every time it felt heavier and heavier, both of them waiting to see who would break first, who would make the first move. But then the reminder of their fight took over, the unaccounted time that hung between them beginning to drive them apart.

“Umm, you should get going.” she said quietly. “And I should go and box all those baked goods up and take them down to the shelter.”

He didn’t want to speak. Didn’t want this moment to end. Didn’t want to take his hand away from her, the comfort of her skin against his fingertips.

When he continued not to move, she finally brought her fingers up to his, slowly lowering his hand away from her face, carefully placing it back down between them. She licked her lips regrettably, then got up and left.

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Hi!! Could you please write something about Peter Parker x Stark!reader in which he breaks up with her for her safety, but then Tony speaks to him about it and make him realize he wanna be with her? Have an amazing day! ❤️

title: these four walls

pairing: peter parker x stark!reader

warnings: sadness, heartbreak, depictions of starvation and unhealthy coping, angst, fluff

a/n:  this imagine gave me so many problems and i had to rewrite it twice and i’m not proud of this whatsoever, but thank you for the request and i hope you guys enjoy :) also, i promise i’m getting to all of your requests. it’s just taking me a while with summer school but i promise i’ll get them done soon!

peter stood shakily as he thought about what he was about to do.

you were the light of his life; his sunshine. he was so thankful for everything that you have given him. you loved him for who he was and supported him through everything.

of course he feels scared and guilty. he promised he’d never hurt you, and he was just about to do it.

“i’m doing this for her. her safety. this is for the best.” he thought. he can only keep you safe to a certain extent. being tony stark’s daughter put you in evident danger, but being spider man’s girlfriend as well? that could get you killed, and peter couldn’t bare to live if something had happened to you under his watch. he wouldn’t be able to live with himself.

he stood outside your bedroom; pacing and fiddling with his thumbs, trying to think of the right words to say without hurting you too much. but how can he not hurt you? he knows this will kill you. and he knows it’ll be his fault.

suddenly, the door to your bedroom opened, and both you and peter flinched back, surprised by each others presence.

“peter? babe, why didn’t you come inside?” you giggled, pulling him into a hug, except he didn’t hug back. your eyebrows furrowed and you stepped back. “what’s wrong?”

“uh y/n, i- i think we need to break up.” peter blurted our, eyes widening as soon as he said those words.

“what?” you said, barely above a whisper. “w-why?” voice quivering.

“i just - i just don’t feel a connection anymore. i-i’m sorry. i don’t love you like i used to.” hearing those words knocked the wind out of you, and you had no idea how to comprehend them, let alone respond.

“get out.” you whispered, slowly walking backwards towards your bedroom.

“i’m so sor-“

“GET OUT OF MY HOUSE.” you knew asking peter to leave the avengers tower was a bit ridiculous, considering the fact he would room in there. but you also knew that peter had everything to lose if he didn’t listen to tony stark’s daughter, and he quickly scampered away, avoiding eye contact with steve and natalie in the main hall.

“hey kid-“ steve started, but peter had already ran out of the tower.

“hm. wonder what’s up with him.” natalie asked, not looking up from what she was working on.

“teenagers. what can ya do?” steve rolled his eyes and got back to work.

meanwhile, you had snuck under the covers, sobbing your heart out; wondering what you had done to make the love of your life not want you anymore.

no one knew what had just happened. no one knew you were weeping under your covers until you couldn’t breathe. no one knew that you felt like you weren’t enough for him. no one.

days have gone past, and you had refused to leave your bedroom, eat, and had trouble sleeping at night. everyone in the tower found out, and had tried to speak to you, but you refused to let them in, not wanting them to see you in such vulnerable state.

you had given peter everything; your love, compassion, care. why did he choose to end it with you? this overthinking thoughts in your head kept you up at night, and just thinking about getting up and walking downstairs where everyone will send looks of pity to you made you feel sick to your stomach.

not only was your health affected with peter breaking up with you, but your perfect gpa at midtown high were tarnished. you haven’t been to school in days, resulting in you missing tests and projects.

all of your peers at school were worried about you as well, asking where tony stark’s daughter had went.

even flash was worried. and when flash has feelings, that’s when you know the situation is bad.

another day had passed, and it was time your father had finally decided to break your shell.

“y/n/n, c’mon, it’s time to open the door now. c’mon, kid.” he rested his head on your bedroom door, desperately thinking of ways he can get you to open up to him. literally.

hearing the subtle whimper brought tony out of his thoughts and that was when he thought that enough was enough.

“FRIDAY, i need you to unlock y/n’s room.” ignoring the argument you had with FRIDAY where you threatened to not talk to anyone else again, FRIDAY unlocked your bedroom door, and when tony walked in, a gasp had escaped his lips as soon as he saw you. 

you lay weeping underneath your covers. there was dark circles underneath your red, bloodshot eyes. it definitely looked like you were thinner, and your hair was a ratty mess. tony could also tell that you haven’t showered in the time you were cooped up in here. and all tony could think was that this was all peter’s fault.

your whimpers slowly became sobs again, not noticing your father standing in your bedroom. quickly and quietly, tony approached you and embraced you into a tight hug, where you sobbed into his shoulder and tried catching your breathe has much as you could.

“hey, its okay. you’re okay, kid. you’re alright. breathe.” tony tried his best to calm you down. he had never seen you in a state like this, and he hated to admit it, but it terrified him. how was he supposed to help you? this was the one mission tony failed to succeed at; getting through to you. he was never the comforting type.

“i - i just, and- and peter said-” you tried explaining everything that happened, even though you knew that everyone in the tower knows already what happened. 

“shh. i already know. just breathe, kiddo. c’mon, let’s have some dinner and you can clean up and we can talk after, hm? how does that sound?” making a silent prayer and hoping you oblige, tony noticed that your sobs had decreased and you had calmed down.

“can - can you make pancakes? i’m really craving them.” you chuckled as you stood up and rubbed your empty stomach. 

“pancakes for breakfast? ew. for you? anything. c’mon sweetheart.” he placed a protective hand on your back and guided you down the hall down to the kitchen, where all the avengers were there and happy for your return. but all tony could think about, was how he needed to talk to peter himself to fix this mess.

after you had eaten, taken a shower, and talked to the others about what happened and how to deal with situations like these in a healthy way, you finally started to feel like yourself again. sam and bucky offered to bring peter in and beat him up, and thor even offered to throw his hammer at him. despite the hatred you had for the friendly neighbourhood spider-man, you knew that you would never let anyone hurt peter. you still loved him to pieces, and it would kill you if anything happened to him.

bruce had offered to help you with the homework you desperately needed to get done, and while you got started on that, tony decided to find peter, and hopefully talk some sense into the kid.

it wasn’t too hard to find the kid. he was sitting on the edge of the rooftop of his apartment building, patrolling for the evening. queens was pretty quiet, so all peter was doing was sitting and thinking. thinking about how you haven’t been at school for a week. thinking about how you probably hated him at this point. thinking about all the kids at school asking him where you had gone. it was odd, really, you had chosen to keep your relationship public at school, but private when peter was spider man. you knew that a few kids picked on peter, and despite what he said, you chose to go public at school so that no one would dare say a word to him. and no one did, and peter was always thankful for that. but now, all he gets are glares from students, kids occasionally whispering about how he hurt you. 

peter hated himself too. he did not like his decision one bit, but he had to do what was right. did he regret his decision? of course he did. does he want to get back together with you? he would do anything. 

peter was interrupted from his thoughts when he heard tony clear his throat.turning around, peter’s eyes went wide, and words couldn’t come to his mouth.

“mr stark, i am so sorry, i-” 

“i don’t think it’s me you have to apologize to.” tony got closer to him and peter was afraid that he was gonna get blasted into dust if he said one wrong thing.

“i know i made a mistake, and i have a reason, i promise.” peter felt relieved when tony didn’t blast him, but put a hand on his shoulder, urging him to sit down on the edge where he was sitting before, tony joining him. 

“kid, i know how you feel about her, and i know that you regret the choice you made. so i just have one question, why? you guys were perfect for each other, and as much as i don’t like saying this, i think you’re the one for her, pete.”all tony wanted were some answers, because by the looks of it, peter wasn’t doing well either. 

“it sounds stupid and i know i made a stupid mistake but i-i just panicked, okay? i lost my parents and- and uncle ben and i’m already worried about may and if i lost y/n, i wouldn’t be able to live with myself, mr. stark. you gotta understand.” peter was in tears now, and he felt pathetic that he was crying in front of the strongest men he knew.

tony rubbed his back and was a little shocked by how much peter wants to protect y/n, understanding why he did all of this. to protect his daughter.

“and the kids at school keep giving me hell and i’m sorry but she would get hurt because of me.” sobbing, peter hid his face into his hands, and all tony could do was run his back and tell him that he’s alright, this being the second time he had dealt with teenager problems.

before tony could say anything else, peter interrupted again, “how is she?” he asked in a hushed tone.

tony sighed, “kid.”

“no. i need to know, mr stark. how is she?” peter urged. he knew you weren’t alright. and he shouldn’t be asking because he knows the answer will just hurt him, but he needed to know.

“i think she’d feel a lot better if you see her.” with that being said, peter stood up, eyes widening.

“you really think so, mr stark?” he asked, already putting his mask on.

he nodded, “let’s head back.”

tony didn’t know for sure how you’d act with peter coming back to talk to you, but he prayed that everything would be okay with you guys.

meanwhile, tony had alerted everyone at the tower that he was coming back with peter, and soon enough, you were alone in the den doing your physics homework, stuck on a problem. you kept tapping your pencil against your chin. growing frustrated, you put your pencil down and grabbed both sides of your head, closing your eyes.

“i can help with that.” the familiar voice of your ex boyfriend caused you to flinch and turn around immediately.

“what are you doing here? i told you to leave.” you said, tears welling up in your eyes again. “please leave.” you whispered, turning around so he wouldn’t see you cry.

“please listen to me. i made a mistake- a huge one and i’m sorry.” peter begged, slowly approaching you.

you scoffed, “you’re sorry? you told me you didn’t love me anymore, and you’re sorry? yeah, cause that’ll fix every thing.” you walked towards the door, almost walking out but you were stopped when peter grabbed your wrist and turned you around.

“don’t. don’t leave please. hear me out.” with pleading eyes, he slowly let go of your wrist, but didn’t break eye contact.

“you have one minute to explain. and then i want you out.” you crossed your arms and waited for his explanation.

“fuck. i-i’m sorry, okay?! i’m sorry for breaking up with you like that, for lying to you and telling you i didn’t love you anymore. that’s far from the truth. i love you so much, y/n. i love you more than you can even imagine. you know that. i just-i got scared that you were gonna get hurt around me. i was scared that something would happen to you under my watch. i cant lose you too.” he cried, trying to hide his tears.

at this point, both of you were crying. peter had broken up with you for your safety.

“you know, nothings going to happen to me. or you. not for a long time. we have so many people who love us and are protecting us, if something were to happen to me, it would’ve already.” you sniffled, wiping your tears on the back of your hand. “but that still doesn’t excuse you what you said.”

“i know-and i’m sorry. and if you’re willing to give me a second chance i promise i’ll prove to you that i love you. i’ll help you with your homework, i’ll stay with you every night, i’ll stop patrolling for a while.” he rushed out, putting a hand through his hair, hoping you’d say yes.

you hesitated. maybe he’s telling the truth? he wouldn’t hurt you on purpose.

“okay.” you smiled.

“okay?” peter looked at you with confused eyes

“okay, i’ll give you a second chance. but that means you’ll have to earn my trust back first.” he smiled and pulled you into a hug, about to kiss you.

“can i?” he whispered.

“of course you can.” you closed your eyes and felt the soft taste of his lips that you missed again. it was a soft and sweet kiss, no tongue, but that’s okay.

you pulled away and rested your head on his chest, having your arms wrapped around him.

“ned told me that people have been bothering you at school. and i hope you know that i’m sorry and that i’m kicking their asses.” you looked up at him and smirked.

“it’s nothing. just a little glares a whispers. no big deal.” your smile suddenly turned into a frown, and you pulled him into a tighter hug.

“i’m sorry. you don’t deserve that. i promise i’ll kick their asses.” you mumbled against his chest.

peter sighed in relief, finally getting his girl back and having the tormenting at school going to a halt.

“i love you.” he mumbled, and gave a quick peck to your forehead.

“i love you too, but now you’re going to have to talk to them.” you pointed to thor, bucky, and sam who were outside the door, listening to you guys the entire time.

“shit.”

[crookedmusician]

Once Again

A/N:- This is just a drabble that popped up in my head and is based on "The Amazing Spider-Man" universe, NOT based on the Marvel mcu. If you haven't watched the movies then pls read this with an open mind. The drabble is also fixed in a time that is five years after Gwen dies and is completely based on my thought and universe. Please don't read it if you're not comfortable.

Peter Parker x Fem Reader

Genre : Slight Angst, Comfort, Slice of Life

Warnings : Very Slight and descriptive mentions of wounds and death, the characters are all adults, Y/N has a defined profession for the sake of the plot

*This is also not proof read so please bare with any errors if there are any*

It's been Five years.

Five years since Gwen's funeral. Five years since New York city was almost destroyed. Five Years since an innocent boy lost his sanity to death. Five Years since Peter Parker was too late to save his love, his best friend and his emotions to grief.

It had been Five years since that faithful day that still seemed to haunt Peter from time to time.

After the......incident happened, five years ago, Peter had shut off. He didn't talk, eat or even go to work. His job was willing to let him off that time, but the mental pressure that had bundled up inside Peter's head had refused to go. As a result, even after Peter came back, he was only a shell of himself, an empty treasure from which the gold had been stolen - just like how life was stolen from the eyes of so many he failed to save on that one dreadful day.

But If anything broke Peter more than his incompetency to save the lives of those millions he failed, it was the death of Gwen. Death of the only person Peter beleived to have given him a purpose to be Spiderman and save the city and it's residents. His reason to survive every battle he fought. His best friends, girlfriend and his reason, to just live.

Peter still remembers that day, that moment as clear as day. He still remembers the catastrophe that was caused that day, the destruction, the smell of death and spilled blood that matted the air in a heavy silence. He still remembers how the life wilted out from Gwen's eyes as she fell from the tower, as he held her afterwards; he still remembers how her once warm body turned deadly pale, her cheeks stopped sport the regular blush - and they all haunted him. They Traumatized Peter through his day, haunted his nightmares and swam in front of his mind each and every moment he lived. So Peter did the only thing he thought might help, he shut off everyone out of his life, he shut off the flow of emotions in his being, & he swore to never let anyone in, he vowed to not care about anything except defending NYC against the new villains attacking everyday.

Cause Peter Parker may have been a hero, but his emotions flowed through his veins as thickly as the spider's venom in his blood. So promised, to shut out and never let anyone in. That became his coping mechanism.

Yet again, five years later that same spider-boy found himself in the exact position he had been in, five years prior - sitting on the bed of a rooftop apartment while the huge scratches on his chest were being cleaned by the slender hands of a young woman sitting in front of him. It was an awkward kind of deja vu for Peter - Both hurting and comforting to know that someone - other than May cared for him still, however the recollection couldn't help but bring those ugly thoughts back into the forefront of Peter's mind. The same thoughts that occupied his mind in the waking hours.

The scratches burned and sizzled under the alcohol, even though it was applied with softness and expertise; but Peter didn't Flinch. Yes, there was a slight wince here and there, but no reaction revealed was too strong. Years of constant battle against the seemingly never-ending villains of New York happened to make Peter a bit more cautions and tolerating of his injuries - something that seemed to work greatly in favour of Peter at the moment - so as to not make the budding doctor in front overthink her capabilities.

Was New York always so needy and loud for the Spider-Man? This was something that occupied Peter's head often.

However, when he thought back on it, perhaps it was better for him to put his life on the line than have someone innocent or desiderate to live to fight the devils.

I mean, he did fit all the requirements for this job didn't he?

He was young, had the abilities, tolerant of the aftermaths of the fights he carried carved in his skin, bones and blood. Moreover he didn't have anyone to rely on or care for - May would be able to live with him, his job wasn't so special to him if he didn't require the money either. On the contrary Peter thought it to be a blessing to die - to forget all the turmoils, catastrophes of the world; to forget how many villains needed to be fought or how many people needed to be saved - to just forget.

Peter always thought, that maybe he wasn't made for love. That maybe he didn't deserve it. He thought about how everyone he loved left him, deserted him and thinking back on them, he just wondered how much love favoured him in this life. Maybe love didn't favour him at all, maybe love hated him, maybe that's why death always won in each of his chapters. Maybe that's why, Peter had become a void - because love refused to favour the life of this boy. He never really understood why lover never looked upon him with a smile. But guess there was never really an explanation for some grudges.

But if love never favoured him, Then what was this sudden weird electric sparks coursing through his body? This weird fluttering that seemed to keep him up at nights thinking about this one person that flew in his life and and broke past all his resolves to nestle herself comfortably inside the confines of the walls surrounding his heart?

And Peter really never could understand what was happening in his body. At first he thought that perhaps it was his spidey senses. But after a while, when he actually came to a conclusion, he was dumbfounded. Being deprived of love and refusing the comfort of any other hands rather than his own for such a long time - the revelation - was actually quite unexpected by him.

But to say that Peter didn't see all of the unfolding and development of feelings, would be a mistake. Mayhaps, Peter did knew what was happening, did knew that he was falling in a bottomless hole; but the feeling of letting go, the feeling that encompassed the journey was so blissfull it was hard to deny himself the pleasure after denying it for such a long while.

So we recount to a faithful afternoon, two years prior, to an empty & silent alley in one of the bustling streets of NYC.

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It was just another day in the life of Peter Parker - waking up, packing his suit, taking an early leave or going on a feild trip for his job only to fight the villains and end up all bloody. The only difference was the gushing wound on one of Peter's upper legs that seemed way worse than his regular wounds.

Peter seeked sanctum in one of the empty alleys of the New York Streets to treat the wound only to find himself looking sideways at a young bespectacled woman with curious eyes, hair in a messy bun, clutching one strap of a heavy-looking backpack with some folders and pages in the other - she was staring at him with worry in her orbs.

Usually it wouldn't have been a problem, he'd hit up some pick up lines and flee as far as possible with his wounded leg and never meet the girl again - it was simple and easy without any damage to either his social or personal life. And it would've been easy and simple - Only if Peter had been wearing his mask. But he sadly wasn't, and now he gazed back like a deer caught in the headlights as the figure approached him slowly and cautiously and stopped a few feet away.

"Can you walk?" The words were almost whispered with caution.

"Excuse me?" Peter said in a breathless voice; swinging through the city with an almost torn-off leg does hurt more than Peter imagined, after all.

"Can You walk? With that leg of yours?"

"Yes, I suppose. But why?" Peter asked with confusion and weariness.

"Then please come to the top floor. I can treat your wound."

The clutch of the strap got a bit tighter as the words tumbled out of her lips in the hushed silence of the alley. To say Peter was surprised would be an understatement; it had been a while since someone willingly wanted to help him. But then again, Peyer wasn't weak, was he? He surely could handle that little much laceration wound on his own, right? So just like Peter have always done, to all his colleagues, his neighbours, supposed friends, associates and May, he declined.

"Thank you for the offer but I can Handle this on my own," Peter uttered in the same dazed voice, opting to turn his head down as if signalling the end of the conversation.

"I'm sure you can," the voice chirped again to fill the whispery silence, "to the best of your abilities, but It would be better if I had a look at it. I'm a medical student so I'll be able to ptch it up reall quick too. Besides to treat you'd have to either swing or walk back to your home, and you really can't do either with that deep of a cut anyways. So let me have a look at it, please."

"I said I you do-"

"No you can't, you may clean it or patch it up until you can do it up but the slash is huge, don't you see? If you don't treat it immediately, your whole leg would either get infected or you'll bleed to raw. And I don't think you'l be able to swing your way around the city with a half infected leg anyways. So Please for your leg's sake enter the third window from the right on the top floor of this building so I can nurse the damage. I'll try to get there ASAP," and with that the girl hurried inside a door on the side of the monument on right.

Peter however, was still failing to recover from his daze, and by the time her words actually registered in his head the wound had started to sizzle with wind. He gathered his own stuffed backpack and as slowly and painlessly he can, followed the instructions.

Peter swung to top of the building & crept insided the bedroom of a rooftop apartment that looked very comfy despite being a complete definition catastrophe to found himself in a pair of freshly washed shirt and jogging shorts half an hour later - the girl said they belonged to her father and brother previously.

Peter stared at the unknown woman as she wrapped up the incision in a white cloth. Her fingers were skilled & worked in a quick yet sure manner.

"You can handle pain very well you know?" The woman broke the awkward silence with a glance at Peter's face only find him staring back at her with a monotone face, "the area around the gash had already started getting infected, if I found you a bit later your leg might've fallen off. Still you're very lucky. Thankfuy no valuable nerve was heavily dama-"

"Why are you helping me?" The rambling was interupted by the strict and straight voice of the spidey

"Excuse me?"

"Why are you helping me?"

"Because I can? Am I not allowed to help you? You looked like you needed some serious help though," The woman asked tilting her head slightly.

"Is it a plot?" Years of practice had certainly helped Peter maintain a Poker face, which came in handy as he stared at the confused eyes of the woman in front of him - his heart deeming the expression to be cute.

"A plot?" The woman repeated as she looked at him in disbelief, "You think l'm helping you because l'm involved in a...a...a stupid gang or something that wants to murder you?"

"Or it could be an individual plan," Peter shrugged nonchalantly as he dared not remove his eyes from his supposed - captor.

"An individual pl-?"

"Why else would you help me? If not for your own benefit?"

At this The woman seemed to become a little pissed at Peter's words as she sputtered with her next sentences before finally giving a coherent reply, "Maybe fighting with evel people all your life makes you heroes feel as if good people don't exist but trust me, they do. And quite contrary to your assumptions I just so happen to be one of them."

The woman tied the cloth around Peter's leg in a tight knot & rose from her seat collecting the equipments back in her first aid box, opting to leave the room, offended - instead finding herself halting mid-step at peter's voice calling out to her.

"I'm Peter," Peter gazed at her retreating figure and as she turned around to look at him with judging eyes, "Peter Parker."

The words were uttered into the sunset in a softer tone - as if the speaker was almost shy, which - looking back at the circumstances - Peter probably was. And as the dying rays of the sun filtered through the drawn back curtain of the only window in the room - the one Peter had entered through - encasing the room in all it's ethereal glow, Peter was able to finally get a glimpse of his healer, clearly.

The rays fell on the bed and on womanly figure, bathing her in the delicate glow of dusk, highlighting her dainty features. She was handsome, very much so in the afyernoon light; and despite being pissed and offended a few mintues prior, she took her time in tilting the corners of her lips into a soft amd pleasant smile as the injured man stared at her in awe - that was perfectly hidden beneath his Poker Face.

"I'm Y/N L/N." The names etched itself in Peter's brain ringing sweet bells everytime, serenading him into calmness.

And so since that fateful day, it became a regular event. Whenevr Peter would get hurt - no matter how small or big the wound, he'd always find himself on the doorstep (or window sill), of the tenth floor building on the same street he never remembered the name of. And slowly as the days swept by, the visits weren't just limited to treating wounds. Infact, contary to either of their professions, Peter found both of them had quite a lot in common, and their opinions generally matched - and for the ones that didn't, both of their adjustable manners suited the situations. And as the days brew into nights, Peter found a companion in Y/N - one that Peter hoped lasted for life.

Peter found a best friend to look after him and talk with on rainy days and summer evenings.

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Now, two years later as Peter sat on the same bed he had so many times before, he thought back on all the bitter and sweet memories Life gifted him, and perhaps they were needed for Peter to bring him to this point in life - and Peter never wanted to go back.

It was late. The sun had gone down a few hours prior and the moon glowed brightly in the sky, peeking in through the windows as Peter observed the familliar figure beside him - nursing another one of Peter's daily unwanted gifts.

She looked dainty, almost unreal as the moonlight illuminated the room casting it in the soft glow of night time. As Peter gazed at her, he started carving out all the plains and roughs of her faces, the shape of her eyes, lips and nose, the way her lithe fingers glided across Peter's skin - and Peter couldn't find it in himself to intrupt the dance her fingers were engaged in on his chest. A light breeze swept in through the wind making rounds of the room and messing with the strands hanging around Y/N's face as Peter gazed at the seemingly engaging spiral of movements infront of him.

"Staring is rude, you know?"

The peaceful silence occupying the room was suddenly broken, giving Peter a small start, as Y/N lifted her head barely so as to glance up at Peter's face, her lips curving into a small smirk at the look of slight surprise on his face, before her skilled hands resumed their work.

After a breif moment of comprehension - and more staring as Y/N wrapped up the gashes and stood up to starighten the sheets on the bed as much she could with the tall figure lying on top, Peter finally found his voice strong enough to utter the two words - that he hoped would convey all that was unsaid and all that he wanted to say but couldn't.

"Thank You."

Y/N looked up once again at Peter with a teasing yet soft grin and breathy chuckle, "Pete, don't be so modest about yourself. Patching up your wounds provide me an excuse to practise my skills on a regular basis. And as a junior doc, It's more benifitting to me that it is to you."

Peter let out a breathy chuckle, rubbing the back of his neck as Y/N turned around to put the first aid box at the top of one of her bedroom shelves, "Still thank you, for everything you've done for me. I really appreciate it."

And this time as Y/N turned around to look at her best friend, she paused for a second, taking in the scene before her. The moon casted the same glow on Peter's form as it had on her back - except this time, the star gazed one was Y/N.

She had always wondered how she never once felt awkward with the close proximity, she always seemed to share with Peter. Her heart once whispered because they were menat to be; but the rational part of her brain was quick to shut down the irrational daydream before it could flourish. However the warmth of her cheeks when Peter looked at her, the tiny fluttering in her stomach whenever he'd smile, the warmth in her being when they hugged couldn't be stopped from spreading all through her body.

There were nights, when she wondered how it would be if she was brave enough to turn the page to the next chapter and just ask her best friend out. But then again, even though happiness was granted if the proposal was accepted - the pain, heartbreak and loss of warmth in their friendship, at the refusal was granted in a much greater probability. And thus Y/N drifted off to sleep every night thinking of all the 'ifs' of the world.

But this wasn't the world of dreams, it was the waking world, and as Y/N realised the soft glow in Peter's eyes when he looked at her, she wondered - no, hoped that her feeling might probably be reciprocated.

"It's honestly no biggie Pete. It really isn't," She neared the bed as she said the words, finally sitting upon it with one leg folded on the matress and the othe rdangling down the side, her eyes searched Peter's face carefully noticing the genuine-ness behind Peter's words, "however what is a problem is that you've hadn't had a single mouthful since the meager breakfast this morning. Honestly dude, don't you ever get hungry? If I wa sin your place I'd be starving! Heck, I'm starving even now!"

Peter let out a small breathy laugh at Y/N's dramatics. She always tended to be the more dramatic one, especially regarding matters of food. So sporting a soft smile he looked up Y/N.

"No I'm fine, I'd just have something to eat when i get home."

"Home? Do you even know how late it is?! It's," she hekd up the digital clock on the side of her bed, "9.15 already! You literally live on the other side of the city! By the time you reach your home it would be way past 10! I ain't letting you starve till then boy!"

By now, Y/n had stood up on her feet in front of the bed with her hands on her hips - and Peter found it to be way too cute for her, "Call up Aunt May and tell her that you'll be eating here today. I'll go and start whipping something up in the kitchen, ok?"

"Ok."

"Good," Y/N turned around & exited the room heading down the halls to the kitchen, to scour how much she can that would fill both her and Peter up, while Peter rested on her bed.

Ever since that incident five years ago, Peter had always wondered that maybe love wasn't really meant for him, that maybe love didn't favour him. But now, as he stared at the moonlit retreating figure of Y/N L/N, he prayed to all the love gods in existence, to favour him just this once as he drafted up the same confession, he had been drafting for the past years, to finally come out of his heart and in to minds of the beauty he called his bestfriend.

A/N : Pls tell me how you like it in the comments this is my first story and I would really appreciate the feedback!

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Every New Character Coming to the Arrowverse This Season

We are just one month out from The Flash's fifth season premiere marking the return of all of The CW's Arrowverse shows and not only can fans look forward to new adventures for some of their favorite DC heroes, but there are a lot of new characters to look forward to as well.

All four shows -- Supergirl, Arrow, The Flash, and Legends of Tomorrow -- have announced some of the new characters who will come on board as enemies and allies to the heroes this fall. And while some of the announced characters are pretty big and exiting, such as Batwoman, some are a bit more obscure. Still others are completely original and, in at least one case, it's a familiar character being teased in a whole new way.

With so many new characters headed to the Arrowverse, we've decided to make a list of all of the new characters confirmed for the upcoming season. However, before we jump into the list we do have a few points to note. For starters, we're not going to get into characters who have been teased in casting descriptions but haven't yet had official announcements. We're also not going to break down characters for Black Lightning. While Black Lightning is a DC Comics-inspired show on The CW, it technically takes place in its own universe -- not the Arrowverse. We're also not going to detail, with one exception, characters returning after a few seasons absence as is the case with a few of the foes Oliver Queen will be facing on Arrow.

As with any list, it's possible that we've missed someone along the way so if there's a character that we don't mention that you think we should have, please let us know in the comment section at the end.

Are you ready to see what characters are coming to the Arrowverse? Then read on for more!

Slide 1 of 14'Supergirl': Agent Liberty

Best known by DC fans from his role as Smallville's Davis Bloome/Doomsday, Sam Witwer will be playing Agent Liberty. The character is said to be "the ruthless and terrifying leader of the Children of Liberty, a human-first hate group" and is described as "a brilliant orator in the guise of a family man", who can easily convince people that he's right."

The character may be a take on the comic iteration of Agent Liberty, who first debuted in 1991. Also known as Benjamin Lockwood, Agent Liberty is an ex-CIA agent who becomes disenchanted with the goverment, forming his own paramilitary group. Liberty eventually sees the error of his ways, separating from the group and assisting Superman and Justice League in the years that follow.

Slide 2 of 14'Supergirl': Mercy Graves

Lex's former bodyguard Mercy Graves will be a recurring threat on the new episodes, played by Rhona Mitra.

According to the report from Deadline, Graves has come into her own as a growing name in National City now that her former employer Lex Luthor is in prison. She becomes the face of the growing "human first" movement, teasing that the series will echo the current political climate in real life.

Given the fact that she used to be Lex's bodyguard, she's very lethal. But she'll also be very cunning, making her a threat to Supergirl on multiple levels.

Slide 3 of 14'Supergirl': Colonel Haley

April Parker Jones will play Colonel Haley, a character described as a hardline career military woman who lives and dies by the orders of her commanding officers. Haley's dedication ot her country leads her to always act in its best interest, even if that means acting against her own.

The character "Colonel Haley" doesn't have an exact DC Comics counterpart, but there are a couple characters the series could be drawing from, including Lauren Haley. A lieutenant in the United States Air Force, Lauren first appeared in Wonder Woman #325 from 1985 where she was rescued from the Aztec god Tezcatlipoca by Wonder Woman. However, Lt. Haley was erased from existence during the collapse of the original Multiverse in Crisis on Infinite Earths.

Slide 4 of 14'Supergirl': Manchester Black

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David Ajala is joining the cast as DC villain Manchester Black.

Black is a dangerous and manipulative psychic and telekinetic, and as the head of a team of self-styled superheroes called The Elite, he sought to upstage Superman and the Justice League in his first appearance. The story, titled "What's So Funny 'Bout Truth, Justice, and the American Way?," is widely considered one of the best Superman comics in the last 25 years.

Black was created by Joe Kelly and Doug Mahnke, and a loose adaptation of "What's So Funy..." happened in the feature-length animated film Superman vs The Elite.

On the show, Black is the type of guy who brings a knife to a gunfight and still walks away the winner. With a dark past, he easily deflects the brutality of his mission with his charm and sense of humor.

Slide 5 of 14'Supergirl': Nia Nal

Also joining Supergirl this season is Nia Nal, a transgender superhero known as Dreamer who will be played by Nicole Maines.

According to her official character description, Nal is the newest addition to the CatCo reporting team. A soulful young transgender woman with a fierce drive to protect others, Nia’s journey this season means fulfilling her destiny as the superhero Dreamer (much like Kara came into her own as Supergirl).

The Dreamer becomes the first transgender superhero on TV, played by Royal Pains veteran Maines, a trans actress.

Nura Nal, the Legion of Super-Heroes member known as Dreamer in the comics, was an alien with precognitive abilities. The character was created by Edmond Hamilton and John Forte as Dream Girl in 1964, although the Dreamer identity debuted in 1996 in a story by Tom Peyer, Tom McGraw, and Lee Moder.

Slide 6 of 14'Supergirl': Agent Jensen

Almost Human and Witches of East End veteran Anthony Konechny will play Agent Jensen, a DEO agent recruited by Alex (Chyler Leigh) who struggles to find his footing at the DEO. His character will be introduced in the season premiere on Sunday, October 14.

Given that bio, it would not be hard to imagine him turning against the DEO, especially since Agent Liberty as the leader of a human supremacy group sounds like the setup for a season-long spy-vs-spy between his group and the DEO itself. That would track with a "more topical" season four, as has been teased in interviews.

Slide 7 of 14'Arrow': Roy Harper

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Yes, Roy Harper isn't exactly a new character. However, it's been teased that while the Roy fans get this fall will absolutely be the real, Earth-1 Roy, the character is coming back in a way that actor Colton Haynes called "the craziest idea".

“I got a call from Greg Berlanti, and he said ‘Hey’." Haynes told ComicBook.com during San Diego Comic-Con. "I was shooting [American] Horror Story at the time. And he said ‘If you want to come back, you’re welcome to come back. We have a great idea.’ And it’s the craziest idea. Roy Harper’s coming back in a way that no one is going to understand. It’s amazing, and I was like ‘I can’t wait to be around my friends and my family!’ And so I, of course, jumped at that opportunity.”

Slide 8 of 14'Arrow': Longbow Hunters

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Red Dart, Kodiak, and The Silencer will be joining Ricardo Diaz (Kirk Acevedo) in terrorizing Star City while Oliver Queen (Stephen Amell) spends time behind bars at Slabside Maximum Security Prison for crimes committed as Green Arrow.

Red Dart, who will be played by Holly Elissa, first appeared as a member of the team in Green Arrow (Vol 5) #31 in 2014. The character, whose real name is unknown, is known for her use of trick darts and was part of The Longbow Hunters in comics.

Kodiak, played by Michael Jonsson, was the leader of Shield Clan, one of the eight Clans of The Outsiders. In comics, he had something called the Shield Totem, which granted its owner immortality and true enlightenment. Joining Kodiak and Red Dart, The Silencer will be played by Miranda Edwards. In comics, The Silencer, aka Honor Guest, was Talia al Ghul's most trusted assassin. The association may be a hint that Diaz could have ties with Talia on Arrow as well, which could provide an opening for the return of Colton Haynes' Roy Harper.

Slide 9 of 14'The Flash': Cicada

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Chris Klein (American Pie, Election, Oz) has been cast as DC Comics supervillain David Hersch/Cicada. Described as "a grizzled, blue-collar everyman whose family has been torn apart by metahhumans, Cicada now seeks to exterminate the epidemic -- one metahuman at a time".

This description varies a little bit from Cicada's comic book origins, but hints that he will be an equally terrifying foe. Hersch, who was first introduced into the pages of The Flash in 2001, was a Catholic preacher who became consumed by guilt after abusing and murdering his wife. On the brink of committing suicide, Hersch was struck by a bolt of lightning, and was essentially given the power of immortality -- as long as he absorbed the life-forces of others.

This led Hersch to become consumed with his powers, ultimately forming a cult and taking on the moniker of Cicada. The cult of Cicada became committed to one goal, which was to use lightning bolt daggers to murder those who were saved by The Flash. The Wally West incarnation of The Flash tussled with Cicada for several issues, as Hersch resurrected his wife before ultimately being captured by the police.

Soon after, Cicada was put onto death row at Iron Heights, where his immortality proved to be a bit of a problem. He then escaped from jail as part of the Flash: Iron Heights miniseries, briefly joined the Secret Society of Super-Villains as part of Infinite Crisis, and was ultimately banished to the villain planet Salvation.

Slide 10 of 14'The Flash': Spin

Kiana Madeira has reportedly been cast in a recurring role for The Flash's fifth season. Madeira will be playing Spencer Young, a genderbent version of the DC Comics villain Spin.

Madeira is known for her role as Angel on Sacred Lies, as well as Dark Matter and Wynonna Earp.

In the comics, Spin is known only by the name of Mr. Auerbach, a journalist whose father owns a media company. Auerbach is eventually given control of the company, which he runs while moonlighting as the villain Spin. Auerbach keeps Edwar Martinez — a metahuman with the ability to turn people's fears into a reality — locked in a basement, using his powers to be able to manipulate public perception around The Flash.

Madeira's iteration of the character is a bit of a departure from her comic origins, described as "a young aspiring social media influencer who seizes the opportunity to make herself famous when she discovers there is a new hero in Central City."

Slide 11 of 14'Legends of Tomorrow': Charlie

Maisie Richardson-Sellers will be playing an entirely new role in Season 4 of Legends of Tomorrow. After previously playing Amaya Jiwe/Vixen on the hit The CW series, Richardson-Sellers will return as a new character named Charlie.

Charlie is British, and described as a "rebel without a cause" with ties to the mysterious portal of magic that the Legends opened. Apparently, the Legends stumble upon her and are unsure if she's a friend or foe. Either way, she will definitely shake up the ship again.

Slide 12 of 14'Legends of Tomorrow': Alaska Yu

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Legends of Tomorrow has cast Ramona Young in its upcoming fourth season, as was revealed on the show's San Diego Comic-Con panel. Young will be playing Alaska Yu, a character who does not have a clear DC Comics counterpart.

Alaska is described as "a typical twentysomething easily swept up by romantic notions and fantasy novels, she’s something of an expert in the world of the magical creatures that the Legends encounter in season four. In the company of the Legends, she soon learns to get her head out of the clouds to become a kickass superhero."

Slide 13 of 14'Legends of Tomorrow': Hank Heywood

Tom Wilson, the comedian and actor best known for playing Biff Tannen (and his ancestors and descendants) in the Back to the Future trilogy, has been cast as Nate Heywood's father on DC's Legends of Tomorrow.

Wilson will recur as Nate’s (Nick Zano) father, Hank Heywood. With a lifetime in the military and Dept. of Defense, Hank is part of a long line of Heywoods to serve the country. Charming and charismatic, he’s left big shoes for Nate to fill — and it doesn’t help that Nate can’t tell him he’s secretly a Legend!

Slide 14 of 14Arrowverse Crossover: Batwoman and Lois Lane

Ruby Rose has been tapped to play Kate Kane/Batwoman, the first openly lesbian superhero to appear as a main hero on television, for The CW's Batwoman. Her character will debut in the upcoming Arrowverse crossover event on the network in December and a Batwoman series is currently in development.

Also coming to the Arrowverse crossover is Lois Lane. She will be joining Superman in the upcoming Arrowverse crossover event this December.

Source: https://comicbook.com/2018/09/09/arrowverse-new-characters-confirmed-fall-2018-/