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iamaboredpotatonugget · 10 months
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Best Penny Parker Fics Part 1
Mr. Stark is dead.
It's her fault.
Even in heaven, there is a touch of hell. Penny experiences that in one of the worst ways and doesn't know how to live with the pain and worse-how to live with the pain alone.
Penny Parker was sure that someone would die; either she would kill her family for embarrassing her, or her family would kill Flash for bullying her.
Penny had felt something sick and afraid in her stomach at the way Sam Wilson had looked at her mentor…at the way both of them had looked at her. Or maybe she’d just been imagining it. Maybe her own memories had been coloring her thoughts. Still, the next words had come almost before she’d decided to say them.
“We’ve met, actually.” Penny had told them, holding out a hand to Sam, smirking just a little. As if on autopilot, he had taken her hand, shaking it once, but not squeezing. She made up for squeezing his hand just a little too hard. “You threw me out a window.”
Penny Parker had lost all hope of feeling warm ever again.
She had failed her favorite hero, May had died in a car crash and she had been tossed around from bad foster home to slightly less bad foster homes for the past six months.
She got through each day only to lie awake in her bunk each night and wait for the next day.
That was until she met a baby calico kitten with the whole world stacked against it.
She had been a hero for over a year, maybe she could do it one last time?
While the Avengers try and fail to hunt down Spider-Man, Penny Parker hides the fact that she's a foster kid living in a group home. When Tony Stark takes her in, what will happen?
Pepper’s shocked face finally registered to Tony and he looked at her in question. Her eyes flicked between him and Penny before he still shrugged that he didn’t understand the expression.
“Spider-Man?” She said with emphasis on the last work.
“Misnomer,” Penny answered for him as she turned.
“Tony once said that you’d kill for me.”
Natasha gave her a look she couldn’t quite interpret. Then she shrugged. “I’ve killed for far worse reasons.”
In the few months after Penny’s disastrous Homecoming night, the Stark and Parker families figure out how to find common ground.
Penny hadn't really had birthdays. And especially not parties.
But, with Pepper pregnant and every moment being dedicated to the coming baby, Penny is really looking forward to this one day.
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thomastanker02 · 2 months
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A Chameleon sketch. Hope you enjoy
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stvolanis · 4 months
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Happy new years to my amazing followers and everyone who’s supported me this far..💕💕🎉🎉
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myrandomfandomstuff · 9 months
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Stuff on Tenebris Spectrum Timoris…
Tenebris’s name translated in Latin, which is her main language, means “dark specter of fear”. In case you’re wondering, a specter is a ghost, so her name is quite ironic; in spite of her name and horrifying appearance, she is actually very friendly as long as you’re not in her way. She is very intelligent and shy, yet having an extroverted personality once you get to know her. She is polite and speaks English fluently, despite her Latin origins. Her abilities are the following:
Shapeshifting
Determining people’s biggest fears/past traumatic experiences and using them to mentally torture her victim
Being able to evade sight even in broad daylight
Like said earlier, she is a type of spirit, so she can’t just exist without a host. She feeds off the life essence of her host until it dies of old age, whereas she will find a new host to possess. When she does this, she will merge with the chosen creature and the old host will be vaporized into thin air. The new host’s mind, body, and consciousness will no longer be functional, making the host just another few years she can add on to her existence. Although she takes the host’s life essence, the gender of the host stays the same. So her gender can change depending on her host, but she prefers females.
As far as shapeshifting goes, she can only shape-shift into previous hosts. Like every shapeshifter, she DOES have a main form…
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uzuriartonline · 11 months
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Miguel O’Hara is so 🔥
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watcher0033 · 9 months
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I wanna show my fellow tumblrinas of the most awesome Spiderverse cosplays ever they might as well be Live Action actors tbh.
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Cosplayers: @woahchriswoah @kymfmars @kumar_sutra on Twitter
Bonus:
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EDIT: MORE Hobie Brown cosplay that’s been edited. You guys I’m physically vibrating and my eyes ain’t blinking. Aesthetic attraction is so real and I mean that in the most asexual way possible 😭🫶🏻♥️💙
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Cosplay by @woahchriswoah and edited by @elilusionistacl taken from Twitter.
Ooooooh. Sailor Punk. 🤘🏼🎸🌙
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(gods these people are gorgeous.)
Cosplay by @JaharaJayde on Twitter
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tyquu · 7 months
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Spider Ben AU! I like the idea of Ben actually keeping the spider around, a bit like Penny. I also couldn’t resist adding in the Alien features too (admittedly to a lesser extent but still there) cause otherwise he’d just be regular ol spiderman and at that point I might as well just make regular Spider-Man fanart. Anywho…
I’m nervous about my course starting so I decided to be a little self indulgent and started generating Ben 10 AUs like crazy. This is one of the less coo-coo ones. I might post some others later ✌️ (if you can’t read my handwriting I’m sorry 😩)
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oddshroom · 4 months
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me seeing a ship I hate because it has my favorite character in it
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like, you belong to the x reader, you OUR fictional character 😢
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reddoesntlikeart · 10 months
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I am addicted to posting on this account at the weirdest times (it is currently 01:02 )
Also I FORGOT TO CHANGE the “science side of tumblr” to “science side of cang qiong” FUCK
Credits to the og posters (I hope they never have to see this): @sassykardashian @sailingonsuccess
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certainlynotasimp · 11 months
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Okay, first of all, how are you? Hope you’re doing well! Drink plenty of water, stay hydrated- Second off, your Sunny fics? *chef’s kiss* so mainly, what if anybody made Sunny cry and Miguel had to find out about it? And Sunny’s trying not to make it seem like a big deal in order to keep Miguel from, you know, absolutely obliterating anyone.
Come on, Baby, Cry.
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((Miguel O' Hara X Female! Reader))
A/N: Oh my goodness, thank you so much for the compliment. All my readers? *Extra chef's kisses* I am very hydrated and I got so excited to write this for you and to add some angsty content lol. I hope you enjoy this and let me know if you are disappointed or if you love it.
A/N: I also wanna address two things before I post this too. 1) thank you so much to the anon who asked me to include translations for the Spanish phrases as I was honestly not thinking about doing that. I will do better to include the translations at the end of the fics. 2) There are gonna be some triggering topics explored in this one-shot so if you don't want to hear about near injuries to children or child loss, then I understand if you don't want to read it. Feel free to enjoy my other fanfics and here's the post where you can stay notified on happier Sunny and Miggy fanfics.
Warnings: Grumpy x Sunshine, Barely using (Y/N) ((Sunny is just their nickname, not their actual name.)), Female pronouns, PTSD, Mentions of Child Loss, Endangerment of a Child ((No children were actually hurt, just traumatized)), Trauma, Comforting, Fluff, Angry Miguel, and Google Translate Spanish.
The room fills with squeals and giggles as the chase between the chubby toddler and the jumping spider. Mayday swings her little self around the corridor as the young woman follows behind amused by how agile the little tyke was. 
‘Maybe she’ll make a good sidekick in the future.’ The smiling woman muses in her mind before a bloody image flashes in her mind. Shaking her head, she clears the idea out of her mind as Mayday reaches an open window. 
Her quick scream of horror as she accidentally swings herself out of the window causes the woman’s blood to run cold as she flings herself out of the window after her. “MAYDAY!”
The adrenaline coming from her heightened fear causes the whole thing to appear to be trapped in time as the spider woman falls with the screeching infant falling inches away. Tears clouded her vision as she shoots out her webbing to the pillars around them as the images of flames lick at her eyes. 
So many flames, and too many buildings at once. Screams and pleas from below as she tries to be there. They didn’t matter to her, not at that moment. The only one who mattered was him. Did he scream like that too or did he not even feel it?
Using her webbing, she quickly creates a hammock for Mayday to fall on a few feet from the ground, thankfully trapping the wailing infant so she can’t escape. Unfortunately, reality doesn’t set in time for the spider as she slams into the titanium flooring below, knocking the air out of her lungs.
Many spidermen gathered as they heard the commotion, but she could only focus her blurry vision above her as she tries to regain her sight. A familiar blur of bright pink swings up and grabs the ball of ginger hair in a muddled mess of cries. He quickly drops down to where the disoriented woman was splayed out below with the whimpering infant in his arms.
“Hey, Sunny, you alright?” Peter calls his friend. The damage didn’t look bad from the outside, but he was sure she had some nasty concussion with how she was looking at him.
Hobie crouches down beside the crumbled girl and carefully lifts her head up with one hand. “Oi, Sunshine, you there?” He mutters as he looks into her eyes. He holds up his hand and makes three fingers pop up. “How many fingers do you see, love?”
With a cough, the woman croaks out, “Three?” Her eyes begin to focus as her enhanced healing works out the stars in her vision. With the help of Hobie and Peter, she stands up with a whimper at the feeling of her shattered ribs forming back together. “Damn, I forgot that falling several feet actually hurt.” She attempts to joke despite her wheezing breath. The crowd around them laughs as Peter sighs in relief.
“Thank god, you’re alright.” Peter mourns as a glint of regret shines in his eyes. “I’m sorry for all this, Sunny. I shouldn’t have let her bring the web shooter here. She almost swings herself out of the window all the time and MJ told me that one day I won’t be there to help the next time it happens.” Mayday’s cries end as she sees her favorite play partner up and well as she shows off her gummy smile.
“Well, luckily I was here to save the day.” The disoriented spider muses as she returns the infant’s smile as the men chuckle. The crowd dissipates leaving the injured spider with her two friends.
“I’m still really sorry, P. I got distracted and didn’t see that the window was open.” She winces as she blames herself for being so neglectful.
“Don’t sweat it, kid. This little rascal will probably send me to an early grave with all the mischief she causes.” Peter jokes as he tickles his now roaming daughter, chuckling at her excited squeals.
“Good thing you don’t have a kid, Sunny.” Hobie chuckles. “You would lose them in a heartbeat.”
The bright atmosphere shatters as the woman abruptly pulls away from her friends. The men look at her confused until they saw the look in her eyes. The normal warm and inviting gaze that they all thrived under was gone, only a dark void was staring back at them. Their light now shining in hurt and sadness as memories cloud her mind. Her lip trembles in a tight line as tears begin to roll down her face. 
Hobie looks confused at the sudden shift, but Peter realizes something as he looked at his trembling friend. Her eyes burned with tears as they locked with his. She had a haunted look about her. It's a look only parents can ever understand and fear. The look Peter himself almost experienced. “Hey,(y-” Before Peter can comfort her, she activates her mask and turns invisible before running off, her muffled sobs leaving them speechless.
Hobie groans as he realizes two things. One, he just made the sweetest person in the world cry. And Two,...
Miguel is gonna kill him.
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The warm glow of the portal illuminates the surveillance room as the blue spider steps out covered in a musty yellow goo. Lyla smirks as she observes the little chucks slipping onto the ground as Miguel attempts to dust off the slime from his large shoulders.
“Was your mission successful, boss?” The assistant snarks as she sends out a little robot to follow the annoyed Spiderman. The little bug-like contraption eagerly swallows up the disgusting mess Miguel left as he walks up to the platform. “The anomaly was captured and disposed of. Next time, warn me if William Baker is made of anything except sand.” He grumbles as the sound of the little robot annoyed him even more. 
“I’ll make a note of that.” The AI giggles as she downloads the mission info from Miguel’s gizmo. “Also ‘Miss Sunshine’ is here and she doesn’t seem too happy.” She says before fading out.
Miguel’s eyes widen upon hearing that his sunny partner was upset. She was never upset. Never. With concern eating away at him, Miguel shoots out a web and swings himself to the platform above. He lands softly as he sees the scene in front of him.
His sunshine sat in his usual seat in front of the monitor. Her costume was dirty with a chest compression brace wrapped around her ribs as her choked sobs wheeze out of her. Her mask was off as her head rested against the ice pack in her hand, her back leaned forward as her attention was focused on the image before her.
He already knew what was on the screen.
He knew that file name by heart just like how he knows Gabriella’s.
File SW-0001425
World 16457-0
Spider-Woman- (Y/N) (L/N)
Age of infection- 23
Occupation- Intern Medical Research Assistant in the Genetics Department of { REDACTED } working under Dr. {REDACTED}
Sacrifice: Ben (L/N), age 4, Son of (Y/N) (L/N), 1 year into being Spiderwoman
Cause of death: Blunt Force trauma and Smoke inhalation caused by a multi-location attack caused by { REDACTED}
Status of Universe: DESTROYED
On the screen, the laughing face of a younger Sunny shines as a chubby cheek of a baby boy with dark curls smooshes into hers. The faint sound of a child mimicking the smooch of a kiss can be heard as the overexaggerated gasp of the woman causes the toddler to squeal. “That was such a sweet kiss, Benny. Can mommy have another one?” The sweet voice soured the air as the sobbing woman mournfully watches her baby boy.
The baby she failed.
Miguel approaches behind her and slowly takes the mouse from her weak grasp. The broken woman sighs as she realizes her miggy is here with her now, but doesn’t turn to look at him as he pauses the video. Her baby’s matching eyes stare right back at her before Miguel turns the chair around to face him as his mask disintegrates. His eyes glow red under the light of the monitors as he searched her sore eyes. Her face was red with a noticeable bruise along the left side of her face. Tears and snot crusted over her soft features as her lips remained turned into a trembling whisper. Her pupil shone in self-loathing and searching for his comfort. He could tell that this episode isn’t just one of her low days, something happened.
Something happened and he wasn’t here to stop it.
Miguel closes his eyes as his hand caresses her cheek. The warmth of her flushing face nuzzling into his palm allowed him to ground his rage as he focuses his gaze back onto his beloved.
“Mi luz, ¿qué pasó?” He seethes as he looks deep into her eyes. 
She shakes her head as she tries to avoid looking into his concerned ruby gaze. The glass bridge was already cracked as she internally debated with sobbing everything that happened into his warm embrace or to protect her friend from the wrath she knows Miguel will unleash if he knows what was said. The warmth of his other palm cupping her cheek, guiding her to a wandering eye to look at his frowning face nearly broke her.
“It was nothing, Miggy…”She whispered as her voice trembled again. She tried to control her eyes from unknowingly confessing while she tries to bite the wobbling pout. “It was an accident…”
“What.” Miguel runs his thumb under her abused mouth as a piece of her disheveled hair was swept back. “Happened?” His demand is punctuated as he holds her in his stare. His eyes burned with barely contained fury and protectiveness as he studied her reactions. “Odio verte como la suya, mi amor.” He admits with a sigh.
Leaning forward, Miguel places a firm kiss on her forehead as his beloved’s breath shudders at his touch. The gentle heat under his touch left her trembling as the glass began to crack. “Let me ease your pain…” He whispers as he trails his kisses down to her eyelids. “These eyes are meant to be filled with happiness, not sorrow…” The cracks deepen as he gently kisses her nose. “I can’t undo what has happened…” The corners of her lips were caressed by his as his nose brushed against her cheeks causing her eyes to meet his mirrors. Her sorrow and helplessness are reflected in his ruby eyes as he kneels on the ground between her legs. A silent plea breaks the resolve she built as he mutters into her ear.
“Please, mi sol, at least let me feel your pain too…It's me and you against the universe remember…Por favor no me dejes solo ... No quiero perderte de nuevo.” He begs as the tension shatters. 
With her arms snaking around his shoulders, the little spider confesses all that happened hours prior into his ear. Each detail, each scar, burned into his mind as she clung to his neck and hair. His inferno of rage almost imploded until he looked back into her eyes again. The relief of letting go of all of her troubles made her face look years younger as she looked at him with her big vulnerable eyes. 
Hobie will have to wait. His love needed him now.
In a silent nod, Miguel wrapped her weak legs around his waist before he stood up. Feeling her snuggling into his throat, he carries her toward her room down the hallway while the annoying robot follows them to clean up the mess. As he enters the room, he releases some of his anger by smashing the bug with his foot. 
“What was that, Miggy?” She croaks as she weakly tries to look over his shoulder.
“Just a bug,” He sighs as he approaches her dresser and grabs his spare set of clothes from his drawer. “You want your clothes or mine?”
“Yours…” She shyly admits as he feels the heat returning to the cheek on his neck. 
“Muy bien, niña bonita. Lo que quieras.” He whispers as he grabs another set of clothes that he knows will swallow her. With that, he carries them into her personal bathroom and spent the night slowly bringing back his sunshine.
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A deep scream rings out through the Lobby as they see a flash of blue fury tackles the residential metal head into the ground. Peter hurries to save his colleague along with a few other Spidermen as Mayday laughs at the anarchist getting thrashed by the clawed man spewing Hispanic curses at him.
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Translations:
Mi luz, ¿qué pasó? - My light, what happened?
mi sol - my sun
Por favor no me dejes solo ... No quiero perderte de nuevo. -Please don't leave me alone...I don't want to lose you again
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crxss01 · 10 months
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hiii, can i request a e-42 miles morales where he just wants to be comforted but he’s that miles so obviously he doesn’t want to admit it and puts up a strong facade in front of reader but she knows what’s up. thank you!!
— After Dark
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pairing ʚɞ ⁺˖ ⸝⸝ e-42!miles morales x reader
summary ⁺˚⋆。°✩₊ you have come to know miles so much that you know when he is stressed and in much need of comforting even when he tries to act tough in front of you.
warnings ✧˖ ° angst, fluff, hurt/comfort, kissing, miles is our baby boy and needs to be held, cuddling, you being a good partner.
m. list, main m.list.
translations ✧࿓☾ bonito: handsome/or pretty boy, (mi) princesa: (my) princess, cariño: dear, amor: love, te amo tanto: i love you so much, mi angelito: my little angel.
a/n . . ◟੭ hey, sweet anon! i felt this request in my heart while writing it, hope you enjoy!
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you were awaken in the middle of the night by the creak! of your window as it was forced open, you flopped back down from your sitting position after realizing who the intruder was. your boyfriend, miles morales.
"bonito, what are you doing here?" you asked him, you felt exhausted and when you looked at the clock on your nightstand you noticed you had only slept for an hour.
"sorry for waking you, princesa." he apologized, then sat on the end of your bed just examining your face. he did this often, but now there was something off with him.
"what's wrong?" you sat back up, and moved until you were kneeling on your bed right in front of him, taking his head in between your hands.
"nothing, mami." he shook his head, a small smirk making its way to his face as he looked you up and down.
the covers had come off when you moved towards him and in the process revealing your pijama shorts along with the pijama cami top.
"miles, don't play with me." you warned which wiped the smirk off his face. "tell me what's up with you."
"it's nothing, cariño. don't worry about it." he dismissed once again.
"mhm..." you hummed, then proceeded to get off your bed to kneel on the floor. grabbing his feet, one by one, you took off his jordans. you put them to the side neatly and stood back up, unzipping your boyfriend's jacket while he just observed then you took that off too and since he doesn't like sleeping with a shirt on you took it off of him.
"come on," you said getting in bed once again and grabbing his hands, pulling him up the bed which he obliged to.
he laid under the covers with you, between your legs with his head on your chest as you ran your hand up and down his back trying to bring as much comfort to him as you could.
it was silent for what felt like hours and you couldn't figure out if he was sleeping or not because of how relaxed his breathing had become, but you had your answer when he spoke up again.
"it's my mom,”
you stayed silent, wanting him to continue at whatever pace he would like to.
"she keeps working overnight shifts and i know she is doing all of that to provide for me, but it hurts me so much to see her work herself so hard like that. it makes me feel like a burden to her, because if it wasn't for me she wouldn't have to do that." he took a shaky breath, pausing.
once again you remained silent, not pushing him to continue.
"when she comes home she looks so tired and she doesn't even sleep that much because she immediately starts worrying about how i didn't eat properly and if my clothes are washed or some other stuff and it just makes me feel like shit seeing her like that and all because of me." he finishes.
you waited just in case he had something else to say before you said anything, when he didn't you took his head in your hands making him look up at you. you wanted him to look you in the eye as you spoke.
"miles morales, you're not a burden to your mother." you stated, loud and clear. the thought that your parents might hear you did not go through your head. "she works like that not only because she is raising a child all on her own and has to take care of him because she loves him so much, more than anything in this world. she also works like that so that she can be able to provide for herself. she works like that because she is a strong, beautiful and independent woman who others can not compare to. miles, you're her son, of course she would do all of that and more for you because the love of a mother is something that is unrivaled."
you took a deep breath. "if tia morales had considered you a burden, don't you think that she would've given you up to some child system or whatever? but she hasn't and would never do it, i know she wouldn't. she loves you just like you love her."
miles was looking at you, eyes watery but only one tear came out before he wiped it off, breaking eye contact as he did this. he buried his head on your chest for a moment.
"so if you ever feel like a burden again, just remind yourself that she loves you and that she also needs to do that for herself. okay, amor?" you asked.
miles lifted his head up, nodding.
"no, i want you to say it for me." you told him.
"okay." he said.
"i love you, did you know that?" you smiled down at him.
"yes and i love you too, mi princesa." he smiled back and pulled himself further up on top of you until he was on eye level with you. "te amo tanto," he kissed your forehead. "the love of my life," he kissed your right cheek. "my one and only." he kissed your left cheek. "my happiness." he kissed your nose. "mi angelito." he kissed your mouth.
you smiled into the kiss, and kissed him back before pulling away. "i'll always be here for you." you told him.
"i know." he smiled, full teeth showing which was rare, then kissed you again.
life was perfect when he was with you.
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ʚɞ ⁺˖ ⸝⸝ reblogs are really appreciated!
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Best written Skip Wescott Fanfics
Peter's got a secret. It's starting to affect his relationship with Tony. Tony vows to figure it out, and he does not like what he finds.
Peter drew in a shaky breath, feeling the burn as tears fell down his cheeks. “I know you want me to be your- your- I don’t know, but I just can’t be that for someone again, it’s so- so much, and you’re married, you have a daughter, and it’s- I’m sorry. It’s just, it’s too- and I don’t even like you like that, I- I’m sorry.”
Now he’d done it, now Mr. Stark would be looking at him with a heartbroken expression, hurt and betrayed and…
Peter looked up at the man only to see nothing but shock and confusion on his features.
“Peter… Do you think that I have… romantic feelings for you?”
“I was nine.”
This is how it starts. This is how the pure, agonizing hatred towards someone Tony’s never known, will never know, begins. This is how the rug is pulled from his feet. With three, seemingly insignificant words
Peter, one hand fisting in the wool of Tony’s sweater, keeps his eyes locked on the television screen and lets Tony do what he does best of all: shield him. He metaphorically laps at his wounds. Slowly eases back into his body, like trying on stiff new denim. Breathes, and at once feels at ease. Peter is here, on Tony’s ugly couch, with Tony, who smells like black coffee and plain Pringles and metal, and Peter is never safer than he is when they’re like this.
Skip’s out of jail and that’s a good thing.
This becomes a sort of mantra, and Peter’s almost able to believe it.
In the privacy of his mind, Ned liked to pretend he could accurately measure his best friend’s sudden switch in a mockery of the abbreviated B.S. and A.S.
Before Skip and After Skip.
There's a scary scar above Peter's hip and Tony is concerned.
"They got me a babysitter," Peter continues, forcibly tearing himself back to the present. He swallows. "His name.. his name was Skip."
He hasn’t said that name in so long that it sounds foreign on his tongue, like a language he was once fluent in but forgot.
He had never, ever expected to see Skip again, not in this lifetime at least. He’d feared it, sure, had nightmares about it, of course, but the rational part of his mind concluded that it wasn’t a very plausible scenario. Not once, never in a million years would he have expected to find that monster in the Starks’ home.
Where did you learn that?” Tony asks, voice raw.
The twiddling stops. That’s all Tony can make out from the outskirts of his line of vision. He’s not ready to lift his head from his hands yet and look at the kid.
“Um, Google?”
“Geez.” The things kids Google these days. Tony has half a mind to ask what drove Peter to search ways to stop a panic attack, but the better part of him leaves the question untouched.
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fandomnerd9602 · 2 months
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Scarlet Webs
Wanda Maximoff x Spider-Man!Reader
For @tokufighter
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She thought it was the end. Wanda Maximoff was supposed to die on that mountain along with the Scarlet Witch. And yet the next thing that Wanda remembers was falling.
Falling in the open air towards a series of buildings. Was it New York? How did this happen?!
Wanda found herself falling towards the ground faster and faster, her magic rendered useless. And then came a blur of red and blue, zipping into her view.
Suddenly the ground stopped growing near, "don't worry ma'am I got you" you reassured her before landing on top of the Empire State Building.
"You good?" you tried to ask her, calmly reassuring this mysterious and beautiful woman before you.
"Peter? You're here?" Wanda asked you.
"Sorry?" you asked back a little confused. "Who's Peter?"
"Peter Parker? Oh come on" Wanda rolled her eyes at you, "I know you, Spider-Man"
You removed your mask, exposing your face. Wanda gasped, "You're not Peter Parker"
"Sorry. I'm (Y/N), (Y/N) (L/N)" you gave a smile to her. Your smile, something about it seemed familiar.
And then it hit her like a ton of bricks. It was the same smile that haunted her dreams. The smile that graced the faces of her twin boys.
"I've never see someone like you before" you spoke, interrupting her thoughts.
"Ever hear of the Avengers?" she asked you, a small blush making its way across her face.
"Yeah. I'm a proud member" you smiled back.
Could this be it? Could you of all people be the key to the life she had with her boys?
"Since you're not from around here" you gave a nervous shrug, "maybe I could show you around."
You held out your hand to her, a simple little invite but one that held so much more with it. Wanda couldn't help but smile and take your hand.
"I'd like that" she whispered back.
She could see herself already falling in love with you.
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vosveti · 10 months
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Another Miguel sketch dump: cutie edition
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tttrashmouth · 11 months
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obsessed with the shot in atsv where gwen is at her window at the beginning and has her mask off but when she’s looks into the window’s reflection she’s still spider woman. then at the end her coming back again after losing miles and looking into the reflection in her window and this times it’s all her because spider woman cannot exist without gwen herself and her realizing that she’s just a person too
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