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arkhammaid · 1 month
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— ˚₊‧⁺˖THE LIGHTNING ON TRACK | THE GRID'S REACTION
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fandom. formula one & mcu
about. the grid reacts to the news!
content warnings. some drivers are acting like assholes, some cursewords, 23!grid
notes. have another reaction chapter hehe
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daniel ricciardo Guys
Guys wake up
IT'S IMPORTANT
lando norris ???
daniel it's 5am, why are you spamming rn
carlos sainz It's summer break, why can't you all shut up for once
daniel ricciardo Did no one see the news? Stark is coming to F1
carlos sainz To a race?
daniel ricciardo No you shithead, he's making a team
charles leclerc !!!!
lando norris at this point you'll never win monaco (because once stark joins, there no longer will BE monaco) charles leclerc Fuck you, nowins
daniel ricciardo This is serious... Tony fucking Stark wants to create an F1 team for the next season. @/max verstappen your winning streak will be over
charles leclerc Next season??? I thought for 26?
lewis hamilton Of course he would do that
charles leclerc Lewis, explain?? daniel ricciardo Yeah Lewis, please explain?
lewis hamilton Did any of you ever meet Tony? He will probably see the next season as test for the 2026 season. To train his mechanics and engineers and go all out. I bet many are saying it's a waste of money
carlos sainz It is a waste of money.
daniel ricciardo Yeah, they do. Reactions vary but 'experts' are saying that Tony is just wasting his time and should properly prepare for 26
lewis hamilton Knowing him, he already has a fully built car for 2026 and it's a beast.
fernando alonso Only the best for his daughter!
charles leclerc What. lando norris wdym his daughter??
george russell Why are you all awake at this bloody hour?
kevin magnussen Read the room. Everyone is in schock.
sergio perez Stupid. She will fail like every woman in motorsport with a rich father. Too dramatic.
lando norris i'm still confused???
oscar piastri Tony Stark has three children. Harley Keener-Stark, Y/n L/n-Stark, Peter Parker-Stark. Y/n is his only biological child and currently racing in Formula 3. She won Formula 4 last year.
charles leclerc I thought he only had sons?? When did Y/n appear? oscar piastri She 'appeared' the first time in January this year as Tony's daughter, no one knew before. lando norris how did you know? oscar piastri Google exists.
carlos sainz So daddy's money... great.
max verstappen I swear to god I will leave this chat the next time you all decide to fucking gossip at 6am like old women
daniel ricciardo It's important news!
max verstappen No it's not. Stark will be in F1 for a few years maximum and then leave again. It will pass
daniel ricciardo @/lewis hamilton you here? Don't you have anything else to add??
Fine, I'll guess I just ask the rest of the grid, you fucking bore.
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daniel ricciardo @/everyone wakey wakey, it's time to wake up and talk!
mick schumacher Daniel? What's up?
george russell Ignore him. He has been annoying us because Tony Stark is coming to F1 and no one really cares. charles leclerc Lies and slander! I care!! lando norris yeah! me as well, idk what you're yapping abt
carlos sainz It's bullshit.
arthur leclerc Why do I have a bad feeling about Monaco...
ollie bearman THAT'S WHAT I'VE BEEN THINKING bianca bustamante It will be something for sure
lance stroll Well, I'm just happy to see another friendly face at the paddock :)
carlos sainz Of course you know Stark.
lance stroll You're just jealous esteban ocon As am I??? I'm your best friend AND MY BEST FRIEND HAS THE POTENTIAL OF KNOWING SPIDER-MAN???? AND YOU DIDN'T TELL ME???????
daniel ricciardo I want everyone who knows anything related to Stark to immediately share with us because Lewis is ignoring me and I need to know. The only info we have right now, is that Stark will make a F1 team and that's it. I refuse to believe that's it. So, @/mick schumacher @/lance stroll spill the beans.
mick schumacher He didn't say anything last time I saw him, so I can't help you much.
lance stroll I know nothing, ask my dad.
daniel ricciardo I don't believe you.
pato o'ward If they say they don't know anything, then they don't? I don't know what's the problem, just wait for the next press release
max verstappen Do you even know Daniel. He's unable to wait for gossip. And he classifies this as gossip
daniel ricciardo Gee, thanks, feeling the love here
nico hülkenberg I wake up to 100+ notifications, why are you all like this?
kevin magnussen They're all idiots.
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kevin magnussen @/tony stark could you please speed up with the press release? Daniel is setting all grid chats on fire and it's not funny anymore.
y/n stark ha, weak ass bitch kevin magnussen Watch your mouth missy
tony stark Should I tag Seb in a Tweet to announce it?
peter stark do it y/n stark do it harley stark do it
pepper potts-stark Don't do it. We will proceed with the plan. No matter how annoying the people in your private life are.
kevin magnussen Yes, ma'am, sorry for asking.
sebastian vettel I deserve more than a Tweet at 10am.
y/n stark speak your truth king peter stark sorry for suggesting otherwise (@/yn stark stop being such an attention seeker, we all know seb loves charles the most) y/n stark but charles is not here rn is he?
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daniel ricciardo @/kevin magnussen EXPLAIN YOURSELF?!
carlos sainz What is going on now...
charles leclerc KMAG FOR STARK???? I didn't put this on my bingo card, now I lost 100 bucks. Fuck you Kevin
arthur leclerc Pay up bitch
oscar piastri Well done, man
nico hülkenberg And so he leaves he burning, ever sinking ship... the true hero- sorry, I meant coward
daniel ricciardo @/kevin magnussen I KNOW YOU'RE ONLINE YOU COWARD, COME HERE
I just want to talk to you
kevin magnussen No.
*kevin magnussen has left the chat*
fernando alonso There is your answer
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ARKHAM MAID 2024
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fangirl-writes · 6 months
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Matters of the Heart
Peter Parker x Fem!Stark!Reader x Harley Keener
Warning(s): Death
Notes: This is pretty short and end kind of abruptly, but it’s been in my drafts for so long and I like it too much to delete it. So, enjoy :)
Summary: It had been 5 years for you and 5 seconds for Peter. So to say it’s a bit of a shock for him to find you in the arms of someone else is an understatement.
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When the battle was over and Tony was gone, all Peter could think about was you.
How would you react to finding out your dad was dead? That he’d saved the universe and it cost him his life? It had taken you so long to get reacquainted with him and now he was gone.
And what about seeing him again? According to Doctor Strange, it had been five years. It baffled his mind to think that he’d missed out on five years with his loved ones.
What had changed?
"Where do we go now?” Rhodey asked, standing up and stepping away from where Peter and Pepper were still crouched, trying not to cry.
“Home, I suppose,” Steve replied, fighting his own tears. “I think everyone deserves that.”
So, Doctor Strange conjured up portals like he had before. But instead of leading people into battle, the portals lead home. To Wakanda, to New Asgard, to Clint’s farm, and, for many of the main Avengers, to Tony and Pepper’s home.
When they walked through it, Peter almost couldn’t believe that the rich and fancy Tony Stark had lived in this little house by a lake.
He noticed you sitting on the porch swing. Your hair had changed, along with a few more subtle things that come with time, but he could still tell that it was you. 
What he didn’t know was who was sitting next to you, and why you were cuddled into his side.
You lifted your head when you saw them walk through the portal, getting the guy next to you’s attention, immediately knowing something was wrong.
“Mommy!” A little girl came running out of the house, little feet pattering down the wooden steps.
“Morgan, honey, stay up there by your sister.” Pepper shouted in reply, causing the little girl to pause her movements.
Morgan. Peter thought. Tony had another daughter while he was gone?
“Morgan, come here,” You said, reaching your hand out for her.
Peter felt himself tear up a little again, hearing your voice. He started to realize how long it had been since he’d talked to you and how angry you would be that he went and got himself into trouble again.
The thought almost made him laugh.
You lifted Morgan up, setting her on your lap and pulling her to your chest, whispering something to her so she kept her face hidden.
Bruce walked through the portal next, when Rhodey gave him the okay, carrying Tony’s body.
Peter could see the way you gasped, holding a hand to your mouth. The guy next to you wrapped his arm around you and you buried your head into his neck, crying.
The sight made Peter want to start crying again, too.
“Keep your head down, Morgan,” the guy said, running a gentle hand through your hair.
“Take him over to the barn, please,” Pepper said, barely above a whisper as she refrained from breaking. “Don’t let Morgan see.”
Bruce headed that direction, followed by Steve, Thor, Sam, and Bucky.
Pepper spared Peter a look, noticing how he couldn’t take his eyes off you.
“Come on, Peter,” She said, gently, beginning her walk to the deck of her house. Peter followed her.
“Mommy!” Morgan shouted, clumsily climbing off her sister’s lap to run into her mother’s arms. Her face full of happy ignorance.
Peter and you caught eyes and he could see the endless emotions swirling in your eyes when his name rolled off your lips, like you couldn’t believe it was him: “Peter.”
He wasn’t sure what to say, his eyes welling up with tears that threatened to spill over when you got up from the swing and wrapped him in a tight hug.
He hugged you back and for a minute it was like nothing had really changed as you cried into his shoulder.
“I thought I’d never see you again,” you whispered.
“It’s okay,” he replied. “I’m right here.”
Peter opened his eyes to look at the man on the swing. He didn’t recognize him, but he guessed you and he were the same age; five years older than Peter now.
You pulled back from the hug and wiped your eyes. Then you noticed him glancing over your shoulder.
“Oh...” you said.
You walked over the guy and held your hand out. He smiled at you, taking your hand and standing up.
“Peter, this is Harley,” You said, turning to face him. “My fiancé.”
Oh. Oh.
Peter’s eyes shot to your left hand, only now noticing the ring that sparkled there.
Five years.
Peter swallowed hard. “Oh, that’s- that’s great, Y/N. Congratulations.”
The guy (Harley) looked at him sadly, almost with pity. It made Peter’s blood boil for no good reason.
“Hey, I think we need a second,” you told Harley. “Could you go see if mom needs anything?”
Mom. You called Pepper ‘mom’ now. That was also new.
Harley nodded and headed inside, leaving you and Peter alone.
At first, he hadn’t noticed many changes in you. Sure, the hair was different, but you still looked like you.
And now, looking closer, he noticed the five years.
You had more smile lines and small wrinkles around your eyes, and they had a new wise-ness to them they didn’t before. You also carried yourself differently, more relaxed. Like you were no longer afraid to do something that would upset the press because Tony’s your dad.
“I’m sorry, uh,” You rubbed your arm up and down with one hand. A nervous tick that hadn’t changed. “This must all be hard for you.”
“You just lost your dad,” Peter replied. “It’s hard for you, too.”
“We both lost him,” you decided, tears pooling in your eyes. “But I’ve grieved before and I’ll do it again.”
Avoiding the subject of your relationship, Peter asked, “Did Aunt May-”
“Blipped too,” You replied. “Same with Ned and MJ.”
“Oh,” It felt wrong to say ‘good’ but at least he wouldn’t be completely alone like this.
Silence fell between you for a few moments before you found the courage to explain.
“Harley was one of dad’s protege’s, too. Before you.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah...from when he got lost in Tennessee. They bonded and dad kept tabs on him ever since. We met for the first time around then, but we’re both attending MIT and found each other there.” You said. “I didn’t really date anyone after you were gone...dad and I grieved you together. You were the only thing we ever agreed on.”
Peter couldn’t help but laugh.
It made you smile.
“But we had to move on. At the time we didn’t think there was anything we could do. The world was changing and we had to grow with it. I went to MIT and met Harley again and we just...connected. I fell in love with him. We’ve been together three years now. Engaged for hardly a month.”
Peter smiled sadly. “I’m happy for you, Y/N, I really am but, to me, just yesterday we were cuddling and watching movies together...”
“I wish there was something I could do...” you said.
That hadn’t changed either. You were just like Tony, always wanting to save everyone.
“Can you hug me one last time? Then give me a phone to call Aunt May?”
You laughed. “The hugs aren’t going anywhere, Peter. I still love you...just not in the same way.”
The two of you embraced and Peter sighed against you. This wasn’t going to be easy.
“Hey,”
You broke apart to see Harley standing in the doorway. “Sorry to interrupt, but Pepper's trying to cook.”
“Oh my god, stop her!” You said. “She’s not cooking tonight. Do we have any frozen pizza?”
You fell right back into a comfortable state when Harley arrived, ready to rely on him for anything. That wasn’t a way you felt when you were dating Peter. He was glad to see the weight lifted off your shoulders.
You passed Harley at the door and he smiled awkwardly at Peter before following you.
Peter stood there for a moment, silently mourning the love he lost, and headed for the barn with the other avengers.
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dracoflaco · 9 months
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I need some fanfic abt ty simpkins plsssss dear authors pls do 😔😔😔 I beg you all 😣😣
Pls reblog so authors can see heheh 🙈
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multiverse-of-yn · 2 years
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Peter: Okay Kate welcome to the saving Y/N from their self and inevitable emotional and physical destruction!!
Kate: Okay, cool. Who's all a part of this club?
Peter: Me and Harley, sometimes Cap and Bucky, and occasionally Tony shows up!
Kate: Who's Tony?
Tony: What’s up kid?
Kate: That's just Ironman with sunglasses and a baseball cap-
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Morgan *seeking some life advice* : guys, what's your life motto?
Harley: single and ready to mingle
Peter: bi and ready to die
Ritika: pan and don't give a damn
Yelena: Ace and going with my own pace
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captainsophiestark · 1 month
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Super Surprises
Harley Keener x Reader
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Written for my personal fic writing challenge for 2024, Sophie's Year of Fic! Featuring a new fic being posted every Friday, all year long :)
Fandom: Marvel
Summary: Harley's SO shows up earlier than expected to his apartment and discovers he leads a slightly more interesting life than the average MIT student
Word Count: 1,781
Category: Fluff, Humor
Putting work into an AI program without permission is illegal. You do not have my permission. Do not do it.
"Harley! You'll never believe the email I got from my professor! I mean, I'm not complaining, since it meant I could get out of class early and grab some food for us before coming here, but-"
I stopped short, frowning from the kitchen of my boyfriend's apartment. Normally, by now, he would've come out here to join me, or at least acknowledged me from somewhere else in the apartment. But I hadn't heard anything since I'd walked in the door.
Granted, I'd shown up much earlier than he'd been expecting me. My professor had canceled class about five minutes after I'd sat down in the lecture hall because he couldn't find parking, had been trying for twenty minutes, and was fed up with the whole ordeal. Still, there was no reason Harley shouldn't have been here. His lack of response was odd.
"Harley?" I called, tentatively heading towards his bedroom. I heard a hushed commotion and some shuffling from inside, then a muffled bang before total silence. I reached the knob, starting to feel a little concerned for the wellbeing of my boyfriend, when he flung the door open a moment before I could.
"Hey," he said, fixing me with a delayed version of his usual grin. "Sorry, I was just... cleaning something up."
"That's okay..." I said, narrowing my eyes a little and trying to look past Harley into his room. He shifted in the doorway to block me, and I raised an eyebrow at him. He grinned at me, trying to look suave, but I wasn't buying it. I ducked under his arm and moved into the room, looking around with my hands on my hips.
"You, uh... you said you had a story about an email from your professor?" asked Harley from behind me. I just hummed without turning around. He was acting weird, and I was determined to figure out why.
I scanned the room, but I didn't see anything out of the ordinary. Other than my boyfriend, that is, who hovered behind me radiating a nervous energy I never felt from him every time I took a step. I started moving around the room, and Harley looked so nervous I thought he might fidget so hard he hit his head on the ceiling. I walked past the window and his bed with no real effect, but the moment I started heading for the closet with purpose, he sprang across the room to jump in front of me.
I put one hand on my hip and fixed him with a look.
"What's in the closet, Har?"
"Nothing."
I snorted. "According to my sources, that's a load of bullshit."
"What sources?"
"My common sense. Come on, you're never this jumpy, especially not around me! So what's in the closet. I know you're not hiding a secret lover in there, so just tell me. What is it?"
"It's... a surprise," he managed, not even half as convincing as he would need to be. I just rolled my eyes and took another step towards him.
"Harley Keener, you aren't fooling anybody. You are, however, starting to worry me. So come on. What's in the closet?"
Harley's eyes darted around the room, scanning me and our surroundings, and I could see his brain working a mile a minute. Finally though, he sighed, the restlessness draining away from him as he settled his stare on me. He looked like the normal, slightly tired, sarcastic and blunt guy that I'd fallen for so fast in one of our physics classes again, and relief washed over me.
"You want to know what's in the closet? Fine. I was working up to telling you all this shit anyway, so why not now?"
I raised an eyebrow, but Harley just turned around to open the closet door a crack. He had a harsh, whispered conversation with someone apparently hiding inside, and my mind started racing, trying to come up with possibilities that would tie into this whole situation and actually make sense. Before I could come up with anything, Harley stepped back, and someone stepped out of the closet.
Never in a million years would I have been able to come up with the guess "Spider-Man is hiding in my boyfriend's closet".
My mouth dropped open as the beloved hero of New York stepped further into the room, Harley at his side. I just stared, trying to get my brain working again. I wasn't having much success.
"What... how... why-?"
"Remember I told you I met Tony Stark once, in Tennessee? When I was a little kid?"
I nodded, shifting my attention to Harley again. He had his hands in his pockets, and the usual casualness in his posture seemed a little more forced than usual.
"Well, I didn't mention that I saw him again. Regularly. He's kind of... adopted me, I guess, as a science kid who helped him fight off some bad guys one time. I actually go visit somewhat regularly, and Spider-Man's Tony's other science kid."
I blinked a few times, looking between the two people before me, my brain still trying and failing to play catchup. Spider-Man gave me a little wave, which didn't really help.
"That's... Harley, that's insane! Why didn't you... why didn't you tell me?"
He sighed, his shoulders slumping a little as his gaze fell towards the floor.
"I didn't want to tell you before we got serious. It just felt weird, like I was bragging or trying to get you to like me based on who I know. And I didn't want you to go out with me because of it, either. And then when we did get serious, it had been long enough that I wasn't sure how to bring it up. I was trying to figure it out, but I guess that's not a problem anymore."
He shot a look at Spider-Man that only a sibling could, with all the annoyance and irritation possible communicated in a single second. I couldn't help smiling.
"Well, I'm glad I know now," I said, crossing the room to take Harley's hand and give him a soft kiss on the cheek. "I love you, Har. I'm always happy to hear about you and your life, even when it's... unexpected."
He smiled at me, then leaned in and gave me a real kiss. I didn't let it go on for more than a few quick seconds, since we still had a guest in the room, but it was still nice. A little reassurance for us both.
"So..." I started, finally turning to the masked superhero in the room. "It's nice to meet you, Spider-Man."
I held out my hand for a handshake, which he returned.
"Yeah, it's nice to meet you too! Harley talks about you all the time."
I grinned, and I could see Harley shaking his head out of the corner of my eye. Spider-Man's voice made him sound way younger than I'd thought he was, but I decided not to comment on it. At least, not right now.
"So... what brings you to my boyfriend's dorm, if you don't mind me asking?"
"Oh! Well, I'm working on this case, and there's this technology that I think can help me track down the bad guys I'm looking for, but I can't figure out how to hack into it, and Mr. Stark's super busy-"
"Yeah, just gimme the drive," Harley interrupted, holding out his hand. Spidey obliged, then Harley glanced back at me. "Are you okay with this? I know we planned to just hang out together and do some studying..."
"Har, you're involved in superhero business. I'm not going to tell you to drop it, especially when it doesn't really have an impact on us." I turned to Spider-Man. "Luckily for you, I even brought extra helpings of food from Harley and I's favorite place. Although, it might be kind of hard to eat it through the mask."
Spider-Man turned to look at Harley, who completely missed it because he was staring at me.
"I never agreed to share my food with him. How could you offer that?"
I just smiled and shook my head, nodding in Spidey's direction. Harley turned to him with narrowed eyes, but his expression quickly changed when he saw something in Spider-Man's body language or otherwise that had his eyebrows furrowing in concentration. Maybe Spider-Man was secretly telepathic or something.
After a few long moments where Harley and Spidey were apparently managing to have a silent conversation despite the mask, the superhero turned back to me. Harley took my hand in his, a small smile on his face, and then a moment later, Spider-Man whipped off his mask.
A baby-faced teenager stared back at me with a beaming smile, and I instantly got hit with the most irrational surge of protectiveness I'd ever felt.
"Hi! I'm Peter," he said, giving me another little wave. "Peter Parker. Harley trusts you, and I trust him, so I figured... I could probably share this with you."
I smiled, reaching out to lightly squeeze Peter's arm.
"Thanks, Peter. I'm glad you did. And not to be dramatic, but I'll take your secret to the grave."
Peter's eyebrows shot up, and I heard Harley snort from next to me. I grinned at them both and headed for the kitchen.
"Now c'mon, you've got a case to work on or whatever and I have a ton of upper div calculus homework. None of us has time to waste."
Both boys followed after me, and within a few minutes we were settled at the table in Harley's apartment. Harley and I sat shoulder to shoulder, legs pressed against each other. Even though we were working on separate things, we were completely together, which made everything so much easier.
Every once in a while, I'd look up at Harley and Peter working over the same laptop. Whenever one of them noticed me, we shared smiles before returning to our tasks. We'd moved past the whole Stark-superhero thing pretty quickly, and I was okay with that. It didn't really change my impression of Harley or who he was, it was just another interesting aspect of his life. But I didn't miss the significance in Peter sharing his identity with me.
He wouldn't have done that, and Harley wouldn't have given him the silent yes, if Harley wasn't incredibly serious about this relationship. I'd become more and more convinced over the past few months that Harley was the one, and this told me he was most likely on the same page.
Of course, we'd have to have some conversations about that at some point in the future. But for right now, I was just happy to be working next to him, perfectly comfortable together, even in this new aspect of his life. Shoulder to shoulder through shitty classes and superhero drop-ins alike.
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Masterlist
Harley Keener + Ty Simpkins
Alpha Harley Keener x reader
Harley Keener x Reader
Alpha! Harley Keener x Beta! Reader
Dark! Harley Keener x reader
Harley Keener x Pregnant! Reader
Father! Harley Keener x Reader
Ty Simpkins x reader
Tokyo Revengers
Mitsuya Takashi x reader
JUJUTSU KAISEN
Gojo Satoru x Reader (SMUT)
General
Character x Reader (SMUT)
Character x Reader (SMUT)
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fbfh · 2 years
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dad!tony + stark!reader (ft. peter x reader x harley) hcs pt 2
wc: 1.7k
Genre: domestic fluff, (found) family, eventual enemies to lovers (Harley x reader) and mostly one sided pining to eventual lovers (peter x reader), enemies to eventual friends (peter + harley)
Warnings: former scary situations and battles (obvs), you're worried about Tony, Tony's worried about you, you and Harley are very similar and butt heads, tony is a good dad, yall do not get along at first, everyone has daddy issues, no infinity war/endgame, Harley peter and reader are seniors at this point, cap is a grandpa
A/n: i want to make this a full fic but you're getting bullet fics for now bc I have to get this idea out and I desperately wish I was writing full time already lol
Also who's ready for Iron fam content!!!!!!! Young avengers/gen z heroes content!!!!!!!! Me!!!!! I am!!!!!!!! Also I really hope they characterize Harley the way I'm imagining him bc the way he is in my head is elite
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Siblings with my peter x stark!nepotism baby hcs
So go read that too if you want to lmao
Anyway
As previously stated, Tony is an amazing dad
Your formative years were often times spent accompanying him on business trips so you can go sightseeing and do fun stuff
You know, make boring meetings full of people with terrible opinions a little more fun
And you better fucking believe he's gossiping to you about EVERYTHING
He's called it quits on meetings for today so now you're eating takeout together in the hotel while he spills all the tea to you
"And Roberts was just on my ass all day about the same questions I already answered, so…" he shrugs, taking a bite of food
"Ugh," you shudder in your mutual distaste for the asshole, and mutter under your breath, “that’s probably why his wife left him”
He laughs so hard he almost chokes
Yeah taking you with him was definitely a good idea
Because of all the traveling and all the time spent in meetings
And the fact that you’re both incredibly elusive and have a ridiculously high net worth 
You decide to pick up the occasional modeling gig when you’re traveling with your dad
He’s in meetings and press conferences about the future of stark industries and the avengers 
And you’re doing shoots with chanel and dior 
Sometimes photo shoots, sometimes perfume ads, sometimes you’re on the runway
It’s always fun and it’s nice to spend time with other people around your age in a similar position to yours 
You didn’t expect to have made friends from something you picked up to pass time, but you got a few of the other models numbers and they’re pretty good friends
However, when you’re not jetsetting with your kickass dad
You’re probably spending time in the garage with him while he works
Sometimes you’re doing homework, or watching netflix, or working on your own projects alongside him
Sometimes you just like to listen to him talk 
To you 
To himself
To jarvis
To dum-e and u and butterfingers 
Just being in his presence is so comforting 
He notices when you stick around like that, knows what it means to you
He knows how much you worry about him, that you sometimes have jarvis secretly check his vitals 
Just to make sure he’s okay yk
After everything that’s happened, you can get really bad separation anxiety with him
It feels like as soon as you’re out of each others sight he’s attacked or kidnapped or horribly injured or missing
Or you are 
And Pepper’s great
She’s awesome
But she’s not your dad
Whenever something happens to Tony, you usually just end up worrying together
But there are sometimes where even Pepper has to join the fight
And then you end up exactly where Tony didn’t want you: alone and terrified with no one to comfort you or look out for you
And yes you’re strong
You’re so fucking strong and capable and brave
You even have your own suit
Strictly to keep you protected he’d reminded you many times
If you’re anything like me it’s 100% pink with a little heart cut out for the chest light
But the thing is you shouldn’t have to take care of yourself and protect yourself in times like that
He just 
He wishes he had a few extra pairs of hands
So when things get dicey you still have someone with you
That’s actually a huge part of his motivation for recruiting Peter onto the team
He needs extra hands, extra help
After the whole vulture incident, he knows when this kid gets his mind made up on something there’s no distracting him from that goal
So yeah he blatantly disregarded everything Tony was telling him to do and can’t follow orders half the time, but he did sort of meet his goal of proving himself to Tony
How can he say no to that?
All this
Moving into the compound, hero training after school, meetings with the other avengers (!!!!)
Is a literal dream come true for Peter
For all the normal reasons
But also because guess who also lives at the compound??
You!!! 
You, his beautiful ethereal brilliant celebrity crush
That he now sleeps a few rooms away from 
Totally not heart pounding very normal situation he can totally handle without looking like a total dork in front of you
And living in the same building as you has done nothing but amplify his yearning
He was spacing out in a meeting once and Tony asked Vision to see what he was so wrapped up thinking about
It was yet another balcony soliloquy turned spiderman rescue daydream of you confessing your undying love to him, then him responding with something quippy and clever that makes you laugh that cute little laugh and look up at him with those gorgeous eyes, sparkling in the deep city lights while you look at him dreamily 
Vision: it, uh… seems private.
Tony thought he was thinking about boobs or something 
But no
He’s just very obviously mushy gushy in love with you
With the amount of longing sighs and heart eyes this boy shoots your way you’d think it would be obvious
Which is is
It’s very obvious to everyone except Peter, who thinks he’s hiding it pretty well
Peter has a habit of trying to impress you in training
Which either works great or is kind of embarrassing 
His very, painstakingly obvious crush on you would be annoying
If he wasn’t so endearing 
God you really did not expect the spider kid your dad mentioned in passing to be so… sunshiney???
He’s like a golden retriever puppy
You can practically see his tail wag when you enter the room
He’s so excited and eager to please and ready to prove himself 
You kind of can’t get mad at him just because of how sincere he is
You and your dad won’t admit this for a while
But peter’s growing on you
Both of you
But he still has a lot to learn
And he still makes reckless decisions sometimes
And taking strategic, calculated risks can be okay on the battlefield 
But not when you’re on guard duty
Not when you have one objective - protecting you from any harm until whatever fight that’s happening is over
Between that and the fact that unfortunately for Peter, Tony is in fact aware of his crush on you
Again, he’s not good at hiding it
Which is yet another motivator for him to bring in the next new recruit 
Harley Keener
He’s a long way from the scrappy kid Tony met in Tennessee 
And now that he’s a little older, it’s clear as day that he’s ready to join the ranks of the avengers 
Like tony said, he needs as much help as he can get
Peter sees Harley and thinks friend?!
Text book golden retriever puppy
Harley sees Peter and thinks oh boy rivalry time
Harley takes one look you and his heart starts pounding
How could it not
He and peter are pretty similar in that way 
Again, you’re the drop dead gorgeous confident cool nepotism baby of tony stark
Of course he’s going to have a thing for you
Honestly???? You think he’s kind of fine too at first
Then you both open your mouths
And you find each other insufferable 
You’re both opinionated with a whole lot of confidence 
it was sort of inevitable that yeah, you’d butt heads almost immediately
For a long time, Harley really never thought he’d see Tony again
And yeah, part of that was the fact that once an adult left him they never came back
So now that he has this opportunity 
He’s not going to mess anything up
He’s going to excel
He’s going to so so far above and beyond that he cements his place on the team
He’s going to become such a valuable asset that they couldn’t dream of benching him
Which means he does everything he’s told to
And he does it to the nines 
Yeah he has his personal strengths and weaknesses that he’s working on 
But everyone on the team is surprised by how well he executes orders 
Even Cap the grandpa 
Who’s always going on about how kids these days don’t listen 
Which is always met with an “okay boomer” from everyone in a 5 mile radius 
Has no criticisms for Harley in that department 
And Tony notices this 
And he files that information away for later 
Peter notices something else about Harley
Which is the way he looks at you when you’re not looking 
Peter doesn’t like that
Between that and Harley’s very ambitious no bullshit attitude that seems to conflict instantly with Peter’s optimistic friendly attitude 
They don’t like each other that much 
And you and Harley definitely don’t seem to like each other much
And peter can’t even talk to you yet without choking up or blushing 
So yeah
The next generation of avengers isn’t off to the best start
It goes on like that for some time
You and harley butting heads, hoping you don’t notice the pink flush to his cheeks 
Harley and peter butting heads, both determined to be tony’s favorite 
Peter noticeably not being able to breathe right when you sit too close to him, something you’re actually starting to find
Cute???
Wow maybe you are going soft
The three of you doing homework together in the same room, silence deafeningly loud 
The tension is ramping up 
To the point where the others are starting to notice 
Nat checks on you guys while you’re doing homework together and is immediately thrown off by how tense the room feels
Nat: “...you guys okay?”
You, Peter, and Harley who just spent like 10 minutes roasting the shit out of each other in a way that’s totally not secretly flirting: “Yep, why do you ask :)”
It’s really just a matter of time before something happens
The next avengers battle, for tony to finally put in place the plan he’s been laying the groundwork for since he recruited Parker and Keener
Maybe a love confession or two 
Time will tell
Very, very quickly if the way you’ve been looking at each other is anything to go by
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xesarchives · 1 year
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girl advice - Harley keener x fem!reader
sweetestdolan asked: Hi I love your writing! I was wondering if you could do a Harley keener (the boy from iron man 3) x reader where their teens/college age and readers a new scientist working for stark and banner as an intern and Harley is super into her but is too shy and asks like tony as a father figure for advice? Or something like that
Posted June 25th, 2021
YES A HARLEY REQUEST THANK YOU
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“Tony, where’d you put my-” I stopped once she walked into the office handing Tony his third coffee today. “Here you go, Mr. Stark, uh is there anything I could do around the lab maybe? Help you or Dr. Banner with your project maybe?” She stuffed her hands into her back pockets. I smiled slightly at her attempts to get Stark to let her handle the big guns. I mean don’t get me wrong she absolutely could, I’ve seen her work, but Tony is harder to convince. I tried to keep my eyes on my small section of the lab. “Uh yeah Harley could use some help with his robot-” “it’s not a robot it’s- wait what?” I stopped when I realized he was trying to get Y/n to help me. I’m a mess whenever she looks in my direction. How the hell would I be able to work with her help? 
“You needed help didn’t you?” Bruce asked as he played with some settings on his tablet. “It’s ok! If he doesn’t need my help I don’t want to get in Harley’s way” Y/n smiled at the three of us before walking out of the office with a little less pep in her step. I hated the idea that I was the one who made her a little less happy. 
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“Oh sorry, Mr. Dr? Is it Dr or Mr. Keener?” Y/n asked after accidentally bumping into me while I was fixing myself a cup of coffee. “Oh uh it’s- it’s just uh Harley” great now she thinks you’re nervous. Maybe it’s because you are nervous. I need to stop talking to myself. “Oh, well, I’m sorry for bumping into you, Harley '' A smile was placed on her lips and I swear to god every time she said my name it felt like angels were singing. Dear god, I am in it bad for this girl. 
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“Tony! Banner, I need your guys’ help with something” As much as I hated the idea of giving Tony the satisfaction of coming to help for girl advice I have no other choice. “Oh is this about the kid? It’s about time you asked me for help you’ve only been drooling over her for the past two weeks,” Tony didn’t even look up from his gadgets when he spoke. Bruce gave me a supportive smile as a way of telling me to continue. “Every time she looks at me I feel like I can’t breathe, I can barely talk to her, I just need advice on how to gain the confidence to ask her out and I figured with you being Tony Stark and all maybe you could give me some of that?” I rubbed my hands together as if it would get rid of the nerves. Tony finally looked at him with a small smile. “Listen, kid, you’ve come a long way, I’m shocked the only thing that can get you blushing and mumbling is a girl, but if it helps she asked me and Banner if you were single a few days after she began working here, and then after that, she always asked small questions about you” I gave him a nod to elaborate on that last bit. “Is he more of chocolate or vanilla kinda guy?” Bruce mimicked in a slightly higher voice than usual. “Does his hair naturally curl like that in the front or is it just the way he styles it?” Tony copied the tone Bruce had just used. “Do you know what shampoo he uses-” “Alright, Alright, I get it,” I cut them off with a short laugh. “Thank you guys, do either of you know where she is?” “Yeah, she should be in the kitchen getting something for her school project.” I thanked Bruce for telling me where Y/n was and headed out the door as fast as I could. This courage boost will only last so long I can’t risk a second. “Hey! Y/n!” The minute she turned to me all the confidence left my body. I kept repeating Tony’s words in my head and the sight of her smile helped slightly as if she was excited to see me. “Hey Harley-” “Are you free Friday night?” She laughed a little “ oh uh sorry I didn’t mean to cut you off” I looked at the wall behind her trying to avoid her gaze burning a hole in my face. “Yeah, I’m free, why?” I took a deep breath and smiled at the pretty girl. “Can I take you out? Like on a date?” “yeah, I’d love that actually.”
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“So! Now that both of the lovebirds are in! How was the date last night?” Tony asked the minute Y/n walked into the lab.``How did you-” “F.R.I.D.A.Y. told me” Tony had this smug look on his face. “You know what? It was great!” Y/n smiled at me as she spoke, walking out the door after she finished. I could hear Bruce humming ‘Harley and y/n sittin in a tree" as Tony turned to me “I’m proud of you, kid,”
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ladylokilaufeyson5 · 2 years
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Tony: Y/n, Harley's here
Harley: no!
*crashing in through distance, the sound steadily coming closer until Y/n appears in the doorway*
Y/N: Hey Harley, are you from Tennessee? Cause you're the only ten I see
Harley: Every fucking time-
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nyx22-blogs · 7 months
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Hold up does anybody write for Harley keener? Because if you do I’d love to read more stories. I’ve been checking the tag but there are like no recent stories. So I was just wondering.
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Hurry Up And Save Me
Peter Parker x GN!Reader x Harley Keener
Warning(s): swearing
Request: Hi, can I request a Peter Parker x Harley keener x reader fic where the reader is gender-neutral and autistic? Sorry if that’s weirdly specific, and you don’t have to do it if it doesn’t strike your fancy.
Have a lovely day, author
Notes: Hi! Sorry this took so long. I tried to throw in some autistic traits but since I am not autistic it may be a little funky. I usually don't write things I don't experience but I made an exception this time.
Summary: Peter, Harley, and Y/N are on a mission and things get interesting.
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"How you guys doing out there?" Y/N asked from their chair.
"Just fine, Hacker," Harley (aka Iron Lad) replied. "We haven't seen any sign of the guy yet, but Fury's tip said he'd be around this area tonight."
"Hey, Hacker, you think you could drone us some food? I spent all afternoon doing homework in preparation for this and didn't eat," Peter (aka Spiderman) said.
Y/N's lips curved into a deep frown. "Spidey-"
"I know, I know, I shouldn't forget to eat but I didn't want to miss any deadlines!"
They sighed. "Sure, Spidey, I'll send some cheeseburgers over."
"Sweet! Thanks, Hacker."
Y/N drew their fuzzy blanket further around them.
They were sitting in their office in the Avengers Compound in their pajamas and slippers to help Iron Lad and Spiderman with this mission.
Of course, they were doing it somewhat secretly because if Tony knew they were helping out their partners again, against orders, he'd probably put them on probation...again.
But they couldn't help it. Peter and Harley were the loves of their life, and knowing they were out there without any kind of overhead was scary, even though this guy was supposed to be a low-level threat.
It was some freak with tech connections looking to take out the electric grid that powered all of New York City. No gods or aliens or magical beings, just some guy in a suit.
But the three of them knew better than anyone that a guy in a suit could do plenty of damage given the opportunity.
Y/N punched in the boys' coordinates into the drone app on her phone after ordering burgers from a nearby McDonald's and hit send.
After Peter's experience with Mysterio, Y/N was trying to work drones into a happier memory for him, and, thankfully, it came with some superheroing perks, so they were allowed to do it.
Peter was talking to Harley about how this reminded him of the electro guy he fought when universes collided a few years ago so Y/N let their mind wander, playing with one of the many toys that littered their desk.
It was complicated, what the three of them had.
Peter and Harley were the heroes, there was no doubt about that. They both had proved themselves in the face of true threats and saved Tony Stark multiple times.
Y/N, on the other hand, was made for the background. Their mind could move faster when they were sitting in front of a computer, rushing their fingers across the keys and pushing buttons to help without having to get their hands dirty.
But heroics wasn't what brought them together.
That was the humor and the regular young shenanigans that they got up to. They complimented each other easily and fell into step like it was the easiest thing in the world.
Y/N was secure in their relationship, sure, but sometimes they wondered if they thought less of them for hiding behind a screen while they were out there risking their lives.
They didn't know what they would do if one of them didn't come back.
Then they realized that the sound of Peter's voice had gone silent and Y/N's stomach dropped.
"Spiderman? Iron Lad? You guys there?"
The crackle of static was the only response they got.
Panic started to rise in them.
Surely they wouldn't turn their comms off for any reason, right? If they had anything to say they would say it.
So, then what was going on?
Jumping into action, Y/N's hands flew across the keyboard and hacked into the security cameras at the power plant the boys were positioned at.
Flashes of what appeared to be lightning cut across the screen before it went dark.
Y/N cursed under their breath.
Should have known that this guy would short-circuit any of the electronics that were nearby.
"Fuck it," Y/N said, getting up from their chair and throwing the blanket off of themselves.
They didn't even take a second to change their shoes as they descended the stairs toward the garage, phone already dialing the fire department.
"Hello?"
"Hey, Pedro, it's Y/N. Can you do me a favor?"
Peter groaned as he hit the ground, his skin was practically smoking from the hit of electricity this guy threw at him.
"I thought you've taken a guy like this before," Harley groaned from next to him, trying to pry his way out of the iron suit that had been overloaded.
"I had help from a guy made of sand last time,"
The guy was high above them now, practically glittering from the electricity that powered him.
"Not so hard to defeat you, is it? Took some notes from my buddy Whiplash on how to put your superpowered costumes down."
He started glowing brighter, fueling up for one last strike against the boys when-
SPLASH.
A heavy stream of water slammed into the villain and knocked him out of the sky.
"What just happened?" Harley asked, view limited to the little slits that could only face upwards at this point.
Peter moved to see what happened and grinned.
"It's Y/N. They're here."
"What? Y/N?"
Y/N was standing there holding a fire hose on top of a fire truck, Pedro Olivera, the firefighter, was alongside them.
The electric freak tried to get up but Y/N blasted him down again with the water hose.
"Stay down, asshole."
A streak of light lit up the sky and down flew Iron Man himself to help take in the criminal.
Tony pulled up multiple guns that were in his suit to keep the guy in place before saying, "Hey, kids, isn't it passed your bedtime?"
"Very funny," Y/N said with a roll of their eyes, throwing down the hose and running over to Peter and Harley.
They pried the mask from Harley's suit and he let out a gasp at the fresh air. "Oh my god, thanks,"
Y/N reached in by his neck and pressed a button that caused the suit to automatically open and let its wearer out.
"...Has that been a feature this whole time?"
Y/N laughed and kissed Harley before moving over to Peter.
They helped him up gently, pulling the mask up so they could see his face. "You, we're going to have to take to a medic."
Peter gave a pained smile. "Yeah, okay,"
Y/N kissed him too before helping the boys to their feet and leading them over to where Tony was instructing the Avengers Agents on where to take and what to do with the criminal of the week.
Once they were dismissed Tony turned to the throuple.
"Why is it when something happens it's always you three?"
"Been asking myself that for years, Mr. Stark," Peter replied, strained.
Tony sighed. "Okay, kids, back to the compound. I'll thank Mr. Olivera for his help."
A car that FRIDAY must have called pulled up to them.
"Can I drive?" Y/N asked. "I don't like self-driving cars."
"You work with drones."
"Not the same."
"All right, whatever. Keys are in it."
"Thanks."
Peter laid down in the back and Harley took the passenger while Y/N drove them back to the compound.
"Thanks for saving our ass back there," Harley said, taking Y/N's hand.
"You're welcome," Y/N said. "I'm just glad you guys are okay. When your comms went dead I was worried..."
"Hey, we're not going anywhere," Harley reassured. "How could anything happen when we've got our Hacker looking out for us?"
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A Lovely Vacation
Y/N needs a vacation, at least according to Tony Stark she does. Harley just happens to want to come home and relax. His home is in Malibu, but so is Y/N's vacation.
Pairing: Harley Kenner x Reader
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multiverse-of-yn · 2 years
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Harley and Peter: Oh, look at all the pretties!
Y/n: Can you please stop being a science nerd and talking about nerd science-y stuff the same way I talk about knives?!
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Glaciea
full name: Myra Chauhan
born: october 16th, 2002, brooklyn, united states of america
zodiac sign: libra
nationality: Indian-American
ethnicity: Indian
mbti: infj
ability: cyrokinesis, freeze breathe, freezing, frigokinesis, ice beam, ice generation
superhero name: Glaciea
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trigger warning: violence
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 Cold-hearted silence and piercing glances were all Myra had known to receive from her mother, alongside frequent scratches, slaps or perhaps the loudest screams of disapproval her child-like frame could register. She was a child; she never felt like one. As her mother would return from work, grunting with exhaustion, a vibrant sort of rage cursing through her body, within her bronze skin, just like Myra’s, she would let her wide cocoa eyes scan her mother’s demeanor. Myra wondered throughout her time with her mother what she did for an earning, truly. It was a question that never really left her brain ever since her mother started to return home, which was a boxy apartment at a stranded corner of Brooklyn, with bandages with red clots and patches. Or ever since her mother started picking up phone calls with a secretive demeanor or locking herself in her room occupied by gadgets and equipment that would get Myra scratches and deep wounds on her limbs from her mother upon any curious speculations followed by touches and examinations, with her tiny hand wondering all over them.
The hard part wasn’t sweeping the pain inflicted by her mother under the rug, it was keeping any of it from reaching her little sister, Anya. She was only two years younger than her with the same wide eyed wonder and bumpy nose, but her skin was a lighter beige and her hair curly and coiled, perhaps resembling their father. She couldn’t be sure as she had never seen him.     
“He was a fragile mutt who is better off stranded and tortured wherever he is now”, is the answer Myra had received as she had asked her mother about the whereabouts of her father, when she was 4 years old having had to make a fathers day project.
When there came times when Myra wasn't occupied with work around the house or lending herself as figure of comfort to her little sister, she'd pickup chemistry books from the corner library and go through them like she'd never be able to read again. Science, to Myra, was an escape from reality, despite of being the study that describes the fabric of reality itself. Her science teachers all recognized her as quite the gift, any competitions or events she got appreciated at were rarely unattended by her sister, always by her mother.
Just as Myra had turned 5, her mother began to find ways of getting her out of the house. she had picked up a pair of ragged pastel green ice skates, handed them to Myra and left her to do the rest, just as she had always done. Myra knew though, what she had wanted, she'd complied to it gracefully. She hated herself for it. She despised how she let her mother walk all over her every time. How she did nothing to fight for her sister as her mother dug her nails onto her calf until she bled, with storms in her eyes, only because her sister let a stray cat into her workroom. She thought it was all because she had known no one else, she had her sister but the first two years of her life were starved for a companion, not that she remembered anything vividly, but it was about a season after her sister was born she never heard a fight between her parents again. Sometimes she woke up in sweat, at around 2 in the morning, pacing the tiny living room, avoiding the creeks on the wooden floor so as to not wake her sister who was sound in slumber on the blue mattress on the wooden floor. she dreamt of a day where she called out a faint cry for her mother and received no reply, not the usual irritated hiss followed by a grunt as she replied "what?". It was just her, stranded.
She found herself wanting to yearn for a day that took her mother far, far away. But the thought of being left abandoned, her resentful parental figure no longer behind her, no indifferent shadow to lean on, or to cry over until she was an earthquake within herself, it haunted her to no end.
The sun was shying away into the clouds, it was an afternoon that didn't feel like one. A faint memory of it is all remains in Myra's mind. she was reading "The Oliver's Twist" to Anya to help with her English essay. An ear piercing thunk after another echoed on the front porch, her mother's disquiet words conversing on the phone in the kitchen. Myra tried to drive her sister's worry to the novel, shrugging her questions of concern.
her mother stomped towards the two and spoke up hurriedly as she grabbed Myra's shoulders, she instructed them with an anxiety ridden sob buried in her voice, burning in the back of her throat to break out. that was when the knocks on the door turned to bangs, "Miss Chauhan, we are finished being patient, this is an immensely crucial problem we're dealing with.", a deep voiced said something along the lines of that on the other side of the door.
"GO!", her mother whisper-yelled, Myra grabbed Anya's hand and rushed towards the bathroom door just before the teardrop in her mother's eye was about to fall.
Myra locked the door behind her. she noticed Anya's mouth agape, she trembled as she reached for the shower curtain, biting and rubbing it on her face to hide herself as she cried, like she always did, a habit Myra tried time and time again to get rid of. Myra pulled her to her chest. she peeked out the bathroom window that had a rusted ladder next to her.
A way out.
Myra peaked out the tiny window, assuming the ladder to be of help was a mistake. The garden in the back had men, like the ones Myra saw in the spy movies, scattered all over it. She found Anya in the corner of the room, buried in her knees with her palms slapped over her eyes. Her breath as heavy as Myra's heart.
She spotted a trowel on the sink from her periphery, her mind clouded, she picked it up without hesitation and began scrapping at the edges of a tiny rusted and fragile grill covering a patch on the wall. From all she knew, this passage led to the nearby sewerage system or a claustrophobic corner inviting them to perish. She can't take the risk and lead Anya with her towards likely death. She'd always try to find a way out of the house, out of this box with tacky blue paint and drained wall and floors that threated to break any minute. She never got all the way there, though. Halfway through her speculations her heart would scream words of shame that hung around her like dark crows on a cloudy day declaring bad omen to an already terrified neighborhood. She knew she could take care of Anya on her own, but she couldn't leave her mother by herself. As cruel as she was, Myra knew she was lonely, she had never known anyone else to rely on but Myra. The woman who raised her was a mystery to her, a mystery that threatened violence on attempts of uncovering it.
There were few nights Myra could remember from her childhood where her mother stood on the dimly lit porch as she sobbed on her bony shoulder. Apologies flew out of her trembling mouth, with promises long abandoned.
Myra put in her all, trying to get the stubborn piece out metal detached from the wall. the conversation in the living room got louder and more terrifying, yet fainter and more blurry. Every breath Myra attempted to take stopped in her throat, forming what felt like a lump of air in her throat, a thousand thorns to her neck that tried to rip her skin apart.
finally, she could felt the ends of the grilles loosen. Detaching it from the wall, she peeked into what looked like the abyss.
"I'll call out for you when i see a way out, just stay calm and crawl your way out okay? I'll be there." she instructed Anya, receiving a terrified sniffle and a nod as a response. she stroked Anya's cheek and scanned her face. Pursing her lips, Myra climbed back into the passage and began to crawl the tube pervaded by cobwebs and dust. she scanned for an escape. She paused for a moment, letting a disturbed sob break through, Myra covered her mouth with her palm, she can't Anya know she's gone weak, fragile at the moment of utmost distress. As she pushed herself further a thunder brewed in her, leading her further, yet it wanted to hold her back.
Finally, Myra was met with a metal patch on the wall.
She could feel the cold metal under her fingertips as she carefully examined the patch. There was a subtle seam along its edges, hinting at its potential to open. Myra took a deep breath, wiping away the sweat that had formed on her forehead. She pressed against the patch, using all her strength to slide it to the side.
As the metal slab creaked open, a narrow passage revealed itself. Myra's heart raced, uncertain of what lay beyond. She peered into the darkness, straining her eyes to catch a glimpse of any sign of safety. The muffled sounds of chaos from the house behind her echoed through the passage, a constant reminder of the urgency of their escape.
Summoning her courage, Myra crawled into the unknown, inching her way through the dimly lit tunnel. The metallic scent of dampness filled her nostrils, and the occasional rat scurried away as she disturbed its hiding place. The passage seemed to go on forever, twisting and turning in unexpected directions.
Back in the bathroom, Anya strained her ears for any sign of Myra. The minutes felt like hours as she clung to the hope that Myra would find a way out for both of them. The only sounds she could hear were the distant murmurs of the menacing voices in the other room.
Myra, determined to find an exit, continued to crawl through the labyrinthine passage. She encountered intersections, some leading to dead ends, and others branching off into unknown territories. The air grew colder as she ventured deeper into the mysterious network of tunnels.
Just as doubt began to creep into her mind, Myra stumbled upon a ladder leading upward. She couldn't shake the worry for Anya, who was still trapped in that suffocating house.
Myra jogged back to the pipe and threw an echo of a call to her sister.
a shaky and muffled "I'm coming" summoned a wave of relief that crashed on the shores of Myra's terror droughted mind. She replied with a reassuring message, an offer for Anya to call out if she's faced with fright.
About fifteen minutes had passed when a loud thud echoed in the passageway. A distant series of sounds of stones and objects clattering and eventually breaking down. A childlike shriek followed, Myra's heart swelled up and eyes widened.
"ANYA!' she called out, a piercing cry that should've reached anyone and gotten her a quick reply, yet nothing came. She called out three more times until panic took over her entirely.
Its all her fault. She was stupid to leave Anya behind. She knew she'd never forgive herself. Not in this lifetime, not any.
She had to go back.
The passageway required climbing which wouldn't be possible on the flat metallic surface. She tried to find the clear of logic as fear and uncertainty clouded her mind. Myra made her way to the metallic ladder of the sewage and climbed upwards. She pulled all the strength in her together and pushed up the circular opening and set it aside. As daylight flooded in, Myra stuck her head out to scan her surroundings, realizing she was in the middle of the road lying behind the woods next to the apartments. getting on her feet, Myra drove her core , storming into the middle of the woods, every tree witnessing the deafening cries of help that roared inside of Myra, driving her forward into a race with fear.
Ashe made her way to the clear, Myra couldn't feel herself pant. she had to save her breathe to soak in the sight in front of her. her home no longer stood. the box she resided in for years was nothing but a pile of rubbles and bricks, stones and furniture; and lifeless bodies.
Her feet yearned to walk away yet she carried her trembling self forward. Her eyes wished to be blinded yet they scan for any signs of life; any signs of Anya.
The marble pieces that were once the sink wore a blanket of glass shards and Anya's beige skin stood out amongst the grey, her eyes wide open and body enveloped by dust and patches of blood. Myra wanted to lie down dead with her. She wanted to kiss her face and bring her to life so they could run away together. She wanted the harshest of punishments inflicted upon herself for being stupid enough to leave Anya alone, for letting fear cloud her logic.
Myra kneeled down while an earthquake was all she felt within her. A slight movement that she detected in Anya alarmed her. "Hey, hey.", Myra said in a hoarse, panic stricken concern.
Anya's eyes scanned Myra's face, her lips trembled as if wanting to say something yet ending up in failure.
"I'm sorry", Myra spoke up as the dam broke, one sob after another, a flood of apologies and words of guilt breaking through
Anya shushed Myra, a faint and croaky sentence followed, "I'll be okay. Go. For me."
Nothing was heard or felt from Anya afterwards. An hour had passed of Myra sobbing and wallowing in grief before she built up all of the life that remained within her and walked towards her mother's lifeless body, lying the midst of all the rubbles. Myra picked up a card that lied beside her, which seemed like an identity card of sorts, with small picture of her mother on the side
her mother's hair was neatly pushed back into a braid, she seemed a few years younger. a dark symbol floated above the picture.
it was a creature, with a sinister aura, skull with the body of an octopus, trapped inside a circle.
the words that Myra was able to register at that moment were her mother's name, "Aditi Chauhan"
"Distinguished Hydra Operative", written below her name in bold letters.
Myra didn't have time to analyze the tragedy that had struck. She made a promise. Her sister gave her a wish, her sister who died because of her.
Myra had to pull herself together and get ahead. Wipe her misery and her tears off her face.
she had to run as far as possible.
and she did.
tags: @chechesbooks
a/n: im so sorry this took so long :(. but it's here!!. i really wanted to set the record for my oc straight with a backstory, so hear it is. it may not be perfect since i don't have tons of writing experience but i hope y'all like it.
i will soon be posting headcanons for motherfigure!natasha [and some romance for the harley keener x oc ;) ] so stay tuned!
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