#webpril day 9

[myarmsaretoolong]

20 questions (for fanfic writers)

cheers for the tag @sarah-sandwich <3

1. how many works do you have on ao3?

57.

2. what's your total ao3 word count?

412,260

3. what fandoms do you write for?

mcu but mostly just irondad, though i stopped writing that for a bit when a small (large) marauders obsession hit so now i write both depending on the fic im working on. also taken a side step into parkner recently

4. top five fics by kudos:

A Different Future - peter snaps one-shot

Futures are Made to be Broken - more in depth follow up to peter snaps one shot

The Best Day of Harley's Life (and the worst of Peter's) - classic field trip fic only harley is like the tourguide and makes it his mission to ruin peter's day. not actually parkner but for sure the beginning of my growing love for harley

Not my First Time - part of webpril challenge one-shot, tony and peter are stuck under a building, conversation ensue

Where Do You Think You're Going - urrrmmmm good question. its a whumptober one-shot so peter must get beat up. pretty sure its by quentin beck and his drones, lets assume tony finds him and saves the day (its less than 2000 words i could read it and find out but im lazy)

5. do you respond to comments?

i do my best!

6. what is the fic your wrote with the angstiest ending?

ermmm *checks notes* Is This It? springs to mind first. you know the deleted scene of tony snapping and seeing morgan? well in this one he sees peter, only peter is a good few years older and has sorted his life out a bit. its sad obvi, but also kind of happy? the end lines are sad sad though :( so either that or 01/11/81 (if you're a marauders fan you already know that date) which basically very closely follows remus throughout the entire day after james and lily are killed etc. its very angsty all the way through, mary is a sweetheart, and at the end he's left all alone...

7. what's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

most tbh. im going to say Past, Present, Yet to Come because that's my baby. (peter is the ghost of christmas present, tony is scrooge, only its like the ryan reynolds film spirited, very good)

8. do you get hate on fics?

nope! (and please dont :) )

9. do you write smut?

nah

10. craziest crossover:

well ive only ever written one and it was mcu/glee and there's a reason i never finished it (nor am linking it [insert skull emoji])

11. have you ever had a fic stolen?

not that ive noticed

12. have you ever had a fic translated?

nope!

13. have you ever co-written a fic before?

nope! im a solitary kinda guy

14. all time favourite ship?

what a question... wolfstar is a classic, ineffable husbands are precious to me, doctor/rose is nostalgic... i can't pick favourites

15. what's a wip you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

besides all of them? all of them.

no but really there are so many and i have this problem of thinking of idea -> getting excited -> writing beginning -> not knowing where to take it -> get excited by new idea -> repeat. im working on it though and do genuinely plan to finish them all

16. what are your writing strengths?

yknow i honestly think my general writing is at a pretty good level. defo room for improvement but there always it, int there? id say that's a general strength, but specifically i think im goooood at making things angsty. and i love doing it so win win

17. what are your writing weaknesses?

well... finishing anything. plotting out full stories is a big problem. (though ive recently started a notebook for random ideas for fics and its helping) um... tbh i can struggle with everything from time to time. i think getting characters voices right can be hard cos i often find people saying things they would never say and having to go back and and put them straight. er,,, action can be next to impossible if The Vision isn't there.

18. thoughts on dialogue in another language?

i dont have many. if its a language i cant read i just skim past and sometimes read an end note translation but if there's too much im just going to go with the flow

19. first fandom you wrote in?

mcu

20. favourite fic you've written?

again, Past, Present, Yet to Come is my babygirl. love him to pieces. can i say fics ive not finished yet? because parkner hunger games au and marauders doccy who are fire and one day will see the light of day (and get names)

tagging @winter-turtle @helloliriels erm ive forgotten everyone who has ever existed... @ anyone who i followed in the boopening who writes and @ anyone who just wants to (no pressure at all obvi)

[stefciastark]

Genius, Billionaire, Playboy, Philanthropist, Father ~ Webpril Day 9

A/N: Once more at 4a.m, here we are. Here's a short blurb of some BAMF protective Tony swooping in to the rescue, and Peter is probably really going to need a hug after all this is over.

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~Read on FFN

Peter was in way over his head.

He was first drawn to the scene after the sounds of screams and screeching tires echoed up and down the streets of Queens. From what he could see from where he had been perched, the chaos extended across the river into the Upper East Side of Manhattan as well.

The Avengers were hard to coordinate lately. Since Tony and Steve’s relationship deteriorated into nothing over the Sokovia Accords, all of Earth’s crises were diverted to whoever was closest or didn’t hate each other at the time. This meant that Clint and Natasha, who were still on good terms despite being on opposite teams, worked together frequently sans the rest of the team. Steve preferred to work alone, and Thor and Bruce were currently unaccounted for on Earth. Peter knew there were others involved during the whole debacle, but his knowledge on their actions or whereabouts were unknown, and he didn’t particularly pay much attention to it.

He just missed the days of the ‘Stark Internship’.

Because then there was Tony. Tony worked a lot with Rhodey, and Peter tried to be understanding despite his disappointment that Rhodey was chosen more often more often as his wingman than Peter. He had quickly gone from being Tony’s prodigy “whiz kid” to being the forgotten third wheel.

Peter was beginning to think that maybe Tony’s initial offer to join the Avengers - and after that initial offer for one of the most incredible suits Peter had ever seen - wasn’t a ‘test’ after all. To put the cherry on the metaphorical cake, contact with Happy had gone from sporadic to non-existent, and he’d never felt more isolated. He couldn’t help but feel as if Tony and Happy had made a separate ‘group chat’ and just simply didn’t include him.

And that brought Peter back to the present, slinging through the alleys and main roads of Queens with a reckless sense of vigour that Peter was sure the Hulk would be proud of.

Whatever hell spawn had made its way to Earth was fast. Scarily fast. Peter knew he could outmanoeuvre most threats he faced as the Friendly Neighbourhood Spiderman, but as Spiderman, the current Pseudo-Avenger, he didn’t particularly feel as if he were ready to take on massive city-levelling threats. Well, he might have been, but definitely not while operating solo.

The alien – Peter couldn’t believe that that thing was even realand that the word alien was even usable now in his daily language – looked had the appearance of a humanoid apple wearing a frog. He couldn’t really come up with any other description; what he could see of their faces was a rich darker shade of red, not dissimilar to a Juici brand apple. Where the ‘frog’ component came in was the slimy looking finish to their armour, or if it wasn’t armour it was at the very least incredibly dense and near impenetrable skin. That, and their cries to war sounded almost exactly like a deeper and much more intimidating croak of a Bull Frog. Thanks to biology, his first real encounter with aliens was now stained with that association.

Web grenades had become a new favourite of his as of the last twenty minutes. After some tweaking of settings and trial and error, he had managed to add ‘motion triggered’ and ‘taser’ to its list of associated commands and made it more of a web mine than a web grenade. The moment one of the ‘Apple Frogs’ sped past the sensors, off it would pop, and the threat would be both contained and neutralised.

It worked well up until the reinforcements came. He came to the realisation quickly that these were only the dispensable foot soldiers of the invading army. He came to the realisation when his height was no longer comparable to the ‘Apple Frogs’, and instead he felt dwarfed.

Peter’s brain finally caught up with reality, and he truly understood that what he was seeing was in fact actually happening and not some sort of VeggieTales fever dream.

Catching the corner of the roof of a tall block of apartments, his knees buckled on landing, his breath coming in harsh gasps. This isn’t real, this isn’t real, this isn’t real. Peering down over the side of the rooftop, he watched as what looked like the Warlords of the army mindlessly murdered their own in their quest for destruction. He had to look away as he saw one of the foot soldiers get caught in the crossfire between a glowing orange – and obviously alien - beam of fire that shot out from one of the side streets and the axe of the hulking invader closest to his position.

He swallowed back the sick feeling in his stomach, the gruesome memory burned into his retinas. He’d never seen a body contort that way, and the smell of singed flesh was inescapable even from within the mask.

The trembling in his body gave him the impression that he were sitting in a massage chair, but the experience was anything but pleasant. He wondered faintly if he were having a panic attack, but everything from his mind to his body had gone numb. The Friendly Neighbourhood Spiderman was not equipped to deal with world-ending catastrophes.

The high-pitched scream of a woman and the distressed cries of a child managed to delay the sheer terror that pumped its way through his blood and into his bones. Standing up on unsteady legs, he quickly found the source; there was the silhouette of a young family escaping for their lives, the woman holding her young child – no more than six months old - on one arm while she slung her shoulder under the arm of her husband, supporting his weight as they ran, his ankle obviously broken.

Without a second thought, Peter dove into the streets below.

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Red blips were popping up like razor burn on his HUD. Weaving through the streets of Manhattan, Tony felt himself unsurprised by the situation entirely. The first time aliens came to Earth – in New York no less – he had had a proper existential crisis, confronted with the reality that there was more out there. For it to happen a second time, however, was old news.

Tony had been notified by S.H.I.E.L.D that help was on the way, which meant that help would be there three hours after it was needed. That meant he had at least another forty-five minutes of mayhem left before the big guns were brought out, and he hoped against all hope that what was left of ‘Earth’s mightiest heroes’ would tuck their disagreements into their back pockets for a moment and come help prevent New York City from being terraformed into a brightly exposed mesa.

As quickly as the red blips had come onto the screen, they were decreasing in numbers rapidly, located mainly over the river into Queens. The small red dots quickly became slightly less pin-sized and became slightly more concerning-sized. Accompanied with these new and larger threats was the sick feeling of dread that hit Tony suddenly like a truck. Increasing the output in his repulsors, he shot like a red and gold comet over the East River.

On the edge between where Dutch Kills ended and Astoria began, Tony found the source of his inexplicably nauseating dread.

Peter was dangling almost ten feet in the air, the alien resembling a mouldy radish holding his kid’s neck between its thumb and forefingers. The left leg on Peter’s suit was torn and bloody, and the way he struggled against that thing made Tony’s blood boil.

Tony didn’t have much of a plan other than to do as much maiming and murdering of this creature as possible. With the temporary advantage of not having been seen yet, he lined up the perfect angle and sent the Hale-Bopp Comet shooting out from the palms of the suit, slicing through the arm of Peter’s assailant. A roar of pain echoed down the avenue, parts of the pavement below the monstrosity turning almost black with blood that fell with the intensity of a waterfall.

Shielding Peter’s fall, he deposited the young hero behind him on the footpath out of immediate harm’s way. Tony gritted his teeth, veins burning with a ruthless fire that was begging to be released. It was a good thing his target was right in front of him.

And then Earth’s trespasser spoke, voice deep and coarse with a texture like gravel that was deeply unpleasant to listen to and made Tony’s skin crawl. “And who the hell are you?”

Tony began to close the distance between them, each step deliberate with one goal in mind; shoot to kill. Rolling his shoulders back, he looked the alien combatant straight in the eyes and prepared to engage.

“Genius, Billionaire, Playboy, Philanthropist, Father. And nobody hurts my kid.”

A/N: IronDad to the rescue once again :) As for why Tony hasn't been in contact with Peter, I'm thinking it's likely that he wanted to give Peter the space to be the Friendly Neighbourhood Spiderman he wanted to be. That, and becoming an Avenger and being closer to Tony would likely mean more exposure to risky situations and potentially near-death experiences, and Tony wants anything but that for his SpiderSon

[iron-niffler]

WEBPRIL DAY 9: GENIUS, BILLIONAIRE, FATHER

[babydagger28]

Alternative Day nine of webpril: De-Aged

Maybe Diapers?

Peter loved the days where he ate donuts with Tony in his car and talked about anything and everything.

Peter did not love almost getting blasted and dying by getting squeezed like a python's prey.

[webpril]

MASTERLIST

I’ll be updating this as the month goes! (stories below the cut)

DAY ONE (1): Field Trip

Full Circle by MsHermia

Ferry Rides, Panic Attacks, and Cheeseburgers by marvelous-writer

Peter Parker’s Day Off by universemarvel

Webpril Day One: Field Trip by stefciastark

Pre-Field Trip Jitters by anarchyduck

Webpril Day 1: Field Trip by zanderljones

Webpril Day One by thedumbestavenger

Webpril Day One by babydagger28

Chapter 1: Field Trip by sdottkrames

Webpril Day 1: Field Trip by iron-niffler (drawing)

DAY TWO (2): “I don’t want to go”

“I don’t want to go” ~ Webpril Day 2 by stefciastark

Get Out of Jail Free Card by anarchyduck

The Big Day by babydagger28

I don’t want to go by zanderljones

Webpril Day 2: I don’t want to go by iron-niffler

I don’t want to go by thedumbestavenger

This can’t be it by babydagger28

Not Fine by MsHermia

DAY THREE (3): Soul World

Soul World by zanderljones

Into the Soul World by thedumbestavenger

What’s In Your Heart by MsHermia

soul world by @lockedupinalittleroom

DAY FOUR (4): STUCK UNDER A BUILDING

Not My First Time by thedumbestavenger

Stuck Under a Building by zanderljones

Occupational Hazard by MsHermia

Déjà Vu by babydagger28

Trapped by @iron-niffler

DAY FIVE (5): MIT

Recommendation Letter by babydagger28

Mit ~ Webpril Day 5 by stefciastark

Day Five: MIT by zanderljones

The Sunny Parts by time-to-cause-chaos

Great (MIT) Expectations by MsHermia

DAY SIX (6): SCARS

Scars by zanderljones

Scars ~ Webpril Day 6 by stefciastark

A Different Future by thedumbestavenger

Not Fine by MsHermia

Can You Even Scar? by babydagger28

DAY SEVEN (7): METAL ARM

Metal Arm ~ Webpril Day 7 by stefciastark

Day 7: Metal Arm by zanderljones

What Are You? 12? by babydagger28

1 AM Meeting by anarchyduck

Metal Arm by @iron-niffler

DAY EIGHT (8): WORTHY

Worthy ~ Webpril Day 8 by stefciastark

Day 8: Worthy by zanderljones

I Can’t Rule (I Have School) by babydagger28

Worthy by @iron-niffler

DAY NINE (9): GENIUS, BILLIONAIRE, PLAYBOY, PHILANTHROPIST, FATHER

Day 9: Genius, Billionaire, Playboy, Philanthropist, Father by zanderljones

Genius, Billionaire, Playboy, Philanthropist, Father ~ Webpril Day 9 by stefciastark

Genius, Billionaire, Father by @iron-niffler

DAY TEN (10): HYDRA

Hydra by @zanderljones

Hydra by @iron-niffler

DAY ELEVEN (11): VINES

Weird Language by @babydagger28

Look At All Those Chickens! by @iron-niffler

Vines by @stefciastark

DAY TWELVE (12): IDENTITY REVEAL

Say Goodbye (To The Old You) by @babydagger28

“The Truth Is... I am Spiderman” by @iron-niffler (drawing)

Meet Cute by @mshermia

Identity Reveal by @zanderljones

DAY THIRTEEN (13): DISNEYLAND

Disneyland by @stefciastark

Snickers Secret by @babydagger28

Disneyland by @iron-niffler

DAY FOURTEEN (14): PETER SNAPS

Peter Snaps by @stefciastark

Fourteen Million Six Hundred And Six by @anarchyduck

In Good Hands by @babydagger28

Peter Snaps by @iron-niffler

DAY FIFTEEN (15): ENDGAME FIXIT

Endgame Fixit by @stefciastark

Endgame Fixit by @babydagger28

Endgame Fixit by @iron-niffler

DAY SIXTEEN (16): SWAPPED

Swapped by @zanderljones

Good Old Freaky Friday Situation by @babydagger28

Swapped by @iron-niffler

DAY SEVENTEEN (17): LOKI

Loki by @zanderljones

Brownies? by @babydagger28

Loki by @iron-niffler

DAY EIGHTEEN (18): 12 HOURS LEFT TO LIVE

DAY NINETEEN (19): DOESN’T DUST

Doesn’t Dust by @zanderljones 

DAY TWENTY (20): DEADPOOL

Deadpool by @zanderljones

DAY TWENTY-ONE (21): BIRTHDAY

Birthday by @stefciastark

Birthday by @zanderljones

DAY TWENTY-TWO (22): ORPHAN!PETER

Orphan!Peter by @zanderljones

DAY TWENTY-THREE (23): TIME TRAVEL

Time Travel by @stefciastark

DAY TWENTY-FOUR (24): PTSD

PTSD by @stefciastark

DAY TWENTY-FIVE (25): “I JUST REALLY MISS HIM

Really Miss Him by @stefciastark

I just really miss him by @zanderljones

DAY TWENTY-SIX (26): MUTANT

Mutant by @stefciastark

DAY TWENTY-SEVEN (27): SICK!PETER

Brain Soup by @anarchyduck

Sickness by @stefciastark

Sick!Peter by @zanderljones

DAY TWENTY-EIGHT (28): HEIR TO STARK INDUSTRIES

Heir to Stark Industries by @stefciastark

Heir to Stark Industries by @zanderljones

DAY TWENTY-NINE (29): HOMELESS

DAY THIRTY (30): "I’M SORRY. I PROMISE-”

"I'm sorry. I promise-" ~Webpril Day 30 by @stefciastark

“I’m sorry. I promise-” by @zanderljones

ALT ONE (1): MJ

MJ ~ stefciastark (day 10)

ALT TWO (2): MORGAN

I’m Your Brother by thedumbestavenger (day 5)

ALT THREE (3): HALLUCINATIONS

Hallucinations by @stefciastark (Day 19)

ALT FOUR (4): PAPARAZZI

Paparazzi by @stefciastark (Day 16)

Paparazzi by @zanderljones (Day 11)

ALT FIVE (5): “PLEASE! I-”

“Please! I-” by @stefciastark (Day 20)

“Please! I-” by @zanderljones (Day 29)

ALT SIX (6): PANIC ATTACK

Panic Attack by @zanderljones (Day 23)

Panic Attack by @stefciastark (Day 22)

ALT SEVEN (7): CAPTURED

Captured by @stefciastark (Day 17)

DAY EIGHT (8): ADOPTED BY THE AVENGERS

Adopted By the Avengers by @stefciastark (Day 29)

Adopted by the Avengers by @zanderljones  (Day 24)

ALT NINE (9): DE-AGED

Maybe Diapers? by babydagger28 (day 9)

Peas in a Pod by @anarchyduck

De-Aged by @iron-niffler (Day 6)

ALT TEN (10): BioGrandpa!Steve AU

Family Roots by anarchyduck

[sdottkrames]

Webpril Masterlist

Chapter 1: Fieldtrip 

Chapter 2: I Don’t Wanna Go

Chapter 3: MJ

Chapter 4: Stuck Under a Building

Chapter 5: MIT

Chapter 6: Scars 

Chapter 7: Worthy

Chapter 8: Metal Arms

Chapter 9: Genius, Billionaire, Playboy....Father

Chapter 10: Hydra 

Chapter 11: Vines 

Chapter 12: Identity Reveal 

Chapter 13: Disney World

Chapter 14: “I’m sorry, I Promise-”

Chapter 15: Endgame Fix It Fic

Chapter 16: Swapped

Chapter 17: 12 Hours Left to Live

Chapter 18: Loki

Chapter 19: Doesn’t Dust

Chapter 20: Paparazzi

Chapter 21: Birthday

Chapter 22: Orphan!Peter

Chapter 23: Adopted By The Avengers

Chapter 24: “I Just Really Miss Him”

Chapter 25: Sick!Peter

Chapter 26: “Please, I-”

Chapter 27: De-Aged

Chapter 28: Heir to Stark Industries

Chapter 29: Time Travel

Chapter 30: Morgan

@webpril thanks again for making this wonderful event 🥰 April was a crazy month, but I loved getting to write every day. I look forward to doing it again next year!