#personally I think the universe where he takes on the mantle of spiderman would be more interesting

[yuttikkele]

I could make a Spider-Man comic with Harry Osborn as the main character, and I could make it good.

#the question is: make it a universe just following harry osborn’s perspective on the whole thing or a universe where Harry osborn is spiderm #personally I think the universe where he takes on the mantle of spiderman would be more interesting #spiderman #harry osborn #ONE WHERE HE DOESN’T DIE BEFORE WE GET TO SEE HIM #ack #text post

[tensaiproductionz]

Though I don’t have much information concerning some stuff, I wanted to make a companion OC to Spiderman 2099, or also known as Miguel O’Hara. The little information I have is that Widow was genetically created to be an assassin, purposely built to be like the late Spiderman of that universe. Being surrounded by death, manipulation, back stabbing, gloom, Widow didn’t have much of a good outlook on life, and other humans. That was until she met her late husband and fell madly in love with him, to the point she would break her allegiance to her trainers, and would try and take up the mantle of a more friendly Spiderwoman (she would still be ruthless and wouldn’t hesitate to use force, but she wouldn’t resort to killing first) From that unity, she had twins with her husband, and it felt like life was going better for her, until she came back home to her family all murdered. From there she swore vengeance and went on a war path where no one was safe from her anger, even after she took down the organization that had killed her family. Because of this a bounty was put onto her head and became a wanted woman, and she would’ve been killed by her injuries for said attacks if not for the timely arrival of Miguel/another Spider person trying to find that universe’s Spiderman. She was quickly taken back to the Spider Society and allowed sanction until a different decision was reached.

While she was there, she was rather cold and closed off, numb to her purpose now that her family was gone. And with her assassination background, not wanting to talk about it openly, and just unsure what to do with herself she struggled to fit in with those around her. Yet out of all the people that would get her to open up, it was actually Spiderman 2099 that started it; he was eventually able to crack through her cold persona to find that she too was grieving the loss of her husband, and children. That she was originally an assassin made from the late Peter Parker’s genetics and didn’t feel to have another purpose in her life. She would also learn, though in bits and pieces, of Miguel’s own loss, that he buried himself in his work so that he wouldn’t have to think on it. That, like her, he wasn’t like the other spidermen and women and nonbinaries that made up Spider Society. From there, small conversations would happen between the two loners, often mixed with light jabs and back and forths that, to outsiders, looked to be the two of them not getting along. But keen eyes like with Peter B, Gwen, and Llynda, they knew the truth. As Widow began to not close herself off more, she began socializing with other members of Society, in between missions given to her that most other people couldn’t, or wouldn’t do. (She especially took a fondness for Mayday, and had a comfortable bond with Jessica) Though I have the idea that, with the arrival of Miles Morales, her bond with Miguel would’ve been tested when it turns out that later down the timeline of events, she would side with the boy against the leader of the Society.

Minor ideas to add: Widow knows everything there is to take on an opponent - to baiting, manipulation, psychological manipulation, targeting weak points and hand to hand combat, using people’s weaknesses against them, using poisons (especially the ones at her fingers that are her ‘venom’) or powders to incapacitate her targets, and quick thinking. Using her speed and blending into nearby shadows and darkness, her silent and quiet approaches leave many to fall at her hands. She’s familiar with booby traps, interrogation, espionage, and negotiations, and pycho analyzing her opponents to get a better read on her opponent. She often has an advantage on those she has long distance or are larger than her, though she’s still quite powerful and athletic, and that often throws people off when they first meet her. Her webbing compound is both fine and strong, nearly hard to break when packed together, and is often a good use to frustrate or confuse people.

Weaknesses: Her senses are heightened farther, and still has her spidey sense, along with her own venom production similar to O’Hara, but she prefers to use them in her fingers as its not always practical to bite someone. So overwhelming her senses can often through her off, however with the use of her suit it helps mask or dampens some of the effects. However, overwhelming her with opponents at once and her senses, and her own physical stamina being her greatest weaknesses. Her analyzing often gets her into the head of judging someone before she meets them, along with some of her suggestions coming out of the blue, or something someone doesn’t want to hear - and it still in the process of socializing with different people, and trying to be more open with social norms, changes, and being up to date. And she still has a weakness for kids, toddlers, and babies. Her webs are also limited as any other spider person’s arsonal, so its not infinite if she needs to escape, or tangle someone up. Her sleeping schedule is shit and what sleep she normally gets is small compared to a healthy human’s along with her eating habits (old habit from when she was an active assassin, didn’t eat much to keep a certain weight)

Updated ref: https://www.tumblr.com/tensaiproductionz/720080255367495680/updated-black-widow-for-spiderverse-oc?source=share

#miguel o'hara #spiderverse oc #black widow #spider woman #assassin #kinda got some inspiration from people throwing assassin or venom symbiote around #also shameless pairing oc for angst reasons #miles morales #gwen stacy #peter b parker #mayday #jessica drew

[denimbex1986]

“If both of you were to text Chris, right now, at the same time - who would he respond to first?

Anthony: “Let’s see.” (picks up phone)

Sebastian: “Let’s do it.” (picks up his)

Anthony: “You ready?”

Sebastian: “Yep.”

“Three, two, one.”

“Hey guys, welcome to Stir Crazy. My guests today are almost as ripped as I am, and yes I’m only saying that because they’re on Zoom and can’t hurt me. It’s the Falcon and Winter Soldier themselves; Anthony Mackie and Sebastian Stan.” 

Sebastian: “Hello.”

Anthony: “You don’t even have a clap track, dude? You don’t like, hit the button and it - ”(claps)

“You can’t hear the applause? I always hear the applause going - you don’t?”

Anthony: “I know. I know you do.” (Josh laughs)

“How do I refer to you guys collectively as a unit nowadays? Is it, is it Stackie? Is it Stanky? How do you - what do you go by?”

Sebastian: “Stanky, I guess.”

Anthony: “I like Stanky.”

Sebastian: “Stanky.”

“I’m just curious; are you guys contractually bound to have seen all of the MCU films? Have you seen all 23 Marvel films?”

Sebastian: “Yeah, ex -except for the last Spiderman but that’s just because I always have to be in the right mood in order to see Tom Holland and - (Anthony laughs). And lately, I’m less and less in that mood.”

Anthony: “Just not in that mood.”

“Wow. He’s the most likeable man on the planet and you are the only two people giving him shade. What’s going on?”

Sebastian: “That’s what he wants you to think.” (Josh laughs)

Anthony: “Yeah, very true.”

“Okay, here’s the big spoiler everybody really wants to know about your relationship. Who is the better friend with Chris Evans?”

Anthony: “Me.”

Sebastian: “And, to quote Chris Evans; ‘news to me.’” (Josh and Anthony laugh)

“If - okay, if both of you were to text Chris, right now, at the same time - who would he respond to first?”

Anthony: “Let’s see.” (picks up phone)

“Do it.”

Anthony: “We have to send it at the same time.”

“Okay.”

Sebastian: “Okay, hold on.”

“Let’s synchronize. Okay, here we go - this is big.”

Anthony: “You ready?”

Sebastian: “Yep.”

“Three, two, one.”

Sebastian: “Alright.”

“Anthony: “Alright.”

“Wow; lots of tension. Chris Evans, it’s up to you. Who do you love more? Don’t - no cheating. Let us know.”

Sebastian: “I actually texted him, Anthony. I -”

Anthony: “I texted him too.”

“So, as we’ve discussed before, it’s a big mantle you guys are taking on with this. Obviously, Chris had America’s ass - um, but it’s not just about your asses in the MCU. There are a lot of asses on the Avengers; let’s take a look at some photos and you tell me whose ass this is.” 

Sebastian: “I know that belt.” 

Anthony: “That’s er, Pratt.”

Sebastian: “Maybe it’s Evans.”

“O for two - let’s see it.”

Anthony: “It’s so small.”

“It is small - that would have been a good clue. It’s Ant Man; it’s Paul Rudd.”

Anthony: “Oh.”

Sebastian: “Must’ve been his stunt double.”

Anthony: “That’s Scarlett Johansson.”

Sebastian: “100%.”

Anthony: “100%.”

“Well done, well done gentlemen. That’s a superstar butt.”

Anthony: “That might be Sebastian. That’s the littlest ass in the universe.”

“I’ll give you a hint; that is - that is a British butt. That is not Sebastian Stan’s butt.”

Sebastian: “And it’s certainly not Tom Hiddleston.”

“Why not? How do you know?”

Sebastian: “There’d be more meat on those bones.” (Josh and Anthony laugh)

“Wow, that’s a strange butt. It’s Benedict Cumberbatch’s butt.”

Anthony: “I could see that.”

“Yeah, there it is.” 

Anthony: “That’s Sebastian. See how there’s no cuff on that ass? That’s Sebastian.”

“Sebastian, is that your butt?”

Sebastian: “That might be it. Just ‘cos I know those jeans.”

“Apparently you’re sharing jeans with Tom Hiddleston, because those are Tom Hiddleston’s.”

Anthony: “Oh.”

Sebastian: “Oh no! I’m thrown - I’m thrown off by that A, Josh.” (Josh laughs)

“Don’t let - don’t let it distract you. Focus on the ass.”

Anthony: “Is that a butt?”

“I guarantee it’s a butt. Our - our crack team insists it’s a butt.”

Anthony: “Ah-ha, Evans just hit me back.”

“What’d he say?!”

Sebastian: “Not me.” (Anthony and Josh laugh)

“It is definitive.”

Sebastian: “There we go; Anthony wins. Oh, he got me. He beat you by a second. (Josh audibly keeps laughing, Anthony’s is silent). I love him.”

“Are either of you willing to reveal what he said?”

Anthony: “Nothing. I text him I love you, he text me back ‘I love you too, miss you.’”

“And Sebastian?”

Sebastian: “That’s what I said. I said I love you, hope you’re good. He goes ‘He beat you by a second.’”(Josh and Anthony laugh, Josh applauds)

Sebastian: “That’s great, that’s great.”

“It was so close, though. He went right in quick succession. Sebastian, how do you feel knowing, definitively, Chris Evans loves Anthony more?”

Sebastian: “Oh, I’m okay with that. (Josh laughs) We’re okay; we’re all the same - we’re, we’re okay.”

“Speaking of which, this butt belongs to - it’s America’s ass.”

Sebastian: “Oh!”

“Well that’s, that’s unfortunate.”

Sebastian: “Oh, Hulk. When was that taken?” (Josh and Anthony laugh)

“That’s a candid I took. No, that’s in Thor: Ragnarok.”

Anthony: “Yo, Ruffalo always trying to get out of his pants (Josh laughs). I think that’s Sebass - I think that’s Sebastian; I think that’s - ”

Sebastian: “It might be me.”

Anthony: “ -  the Vanilla Sensation.”

“Don’t you know your own body?”

Anthony: “Look at that, I knew it. I knew it.”

“You’ve spent a lot of time around that; you know that.”

Sebastian: “It’s really present in that. Oh yeah, we know it.”

Anthony: “Here it is. There it is.”

“There’s the money maker. That’s the one.”

Anthony: “There it is.”

“That’s the - yep.”

Sebastian: “ - tucked in.”

Anthony: “That’s the round - “That’s the round brown, baby.”

“That’s the one Evans chose. (Josh audibly laughs, Seb and Anthony laugh silently) On Tik Tok, which I know you guys love the Tik Tok lately, they do a kind of newlywed game where they point at each other. They point at the person that the question applies to. So let’s play a version of that. I’m going to ask a question; you point at the person this applies to. Who can do a better impression of the other? (Sebastian and Anthony point at each other). You’re saying each other? Okay, let me hear it. Can someone do an impression?”

Anthony: “I can’t do Sebastian, but he does a great impression of me.”

“Let’s hear it.”

Sebastian: “Cut the check, number five aren’t rolling! (Josh laughs audibly, Anthony silently) Any day now, any day, Cari. Any day. Why won’t anybody kiss me?” (Josh and Anthony laugh)

“The one man Anthony Mackie show, coming soon to Broadway.” 

Anthony: “That was good, that was good.”

“Who’s got the better abs?” (Anthony points at Sebastian)

Anthony: “Sebastian.”

Sebastian: “May - maybe. (Josh laughs)

“I did notice in the first episode only one man had his shirt off.”

Sebastian: “Don’t worry, it’s coming.”

“Yeah?”

Sebastian: “You’re gonna see the rest.”

Anthony: “ You -” (laughs)

“Oh.” (laughs)

Sebastian: “It’s coming episode - I wanna - ” 

Anthony: “Four.”

Sebastian: “Three or four.”

“That’s the full frontal episode; that’s the totally nude episode.”

Anthony: “Me in my Speedo.”

“By the way, have you guys ever discussed on set who’s character name is a better name for male genitalia - Falcon or Winter Soldier?”

Anthony: “You know what? Never a conversation we had, but I’m glad you’re thinking about it.”

“Yeah, that’s all I think about generally. (Josh laughs audibly, Anthony silently) What do you think, now that I - I give you the provocative question?”

Anthony: “Gotta be the Winter Soldier.”

Sebastian: “Something about ice and Winter doesn’t go well with it .”(Josh laughs, claps once)

Anthony: “No, it’s just like - ”

Sebastian: “But - ”

Anthony: “You know- ”

Sebastian: “I would say - you ready for the Falcon? (Josh laughs audibly, Anthony silently). I mean it kind of, it has more of a thing with it, you know what I mean? Here comes the Falcon.”

“Wow, oh God. A peek into - ”

Anthony: “You ready for the Falcon?” (all three laugh)

“Alright, who’s more neurotic?”

Sebastian: “Me, of course.”

Anthony: “Oh my God, Sebastian.”

“Yeah?”

Sebastian: “100%.”

Anthony: “Oh my God.”

“Even with the Falcon? Even with the you - you’ve got the Falcon?”

Sebastian: “Even with the Falcon.” (Josh laughs)

Anthony: “You know - ”

Sebastian: “It’s so more like, oh let’s - let’s hope the Falcon’s; let’s hope the Falcon’s coming.” (all three laugh)

“Let’s pray - “

Anthony: “Let’s hope the Falcon’s awake.” (all three laugh)

“Is the Falcon ready for lift-off? Let’s hope.”

Sebastian: “Can’t wait - can’t wait for this to be on YouTube. (Josh laughs)

“Alright, I want to decide once and for all who’s the better actor. You guys ready? This is how we’re gonna do it. Iconic roles that you have not played yet - I wanna hear your best line reading; this is your audition mixtape.”

Sebastian: “This is gonna be terrible.”

“No, it’s gonna be wonderful.”

Sebastian: “You buried me alive like - didn’t I do a Star Wars audition with you?”

“Yeah.”

Sebastian: “That really helped.” (Josh laughs)

“We don’t know yet!”

Sebastian: “Yeah, I guess. Let me tell you something. I didn’t get the role, Josh.”

“What? It’s not over yet.”

Sebastian: “Jesus.”

“Best Wolverine, come on. You can do it.”

Sebastian: “You know, sometimes when you cage the beast, the beast gets angry.” (Anthony laughs)

“Mackie does not approve. You’re not supposed to be laughing, Anthony. Okay Anthony, you give it. Let me hear it.”

Anthony: “You know, sometimes when you cage the beast, the beast gets angry.”

“I mean, Sebastian, I’ll think you’ll agree, sadly - I mean you gave it a good go, but come on.”

Sebastian: “He went Julliard deep on that.” (Josh and Anthony laugh)

“It’s not over yet. Let’s - let’s do a little Dominic Toretto from Fast and Furious.”

Anthony: “Oh boy.”

“Okay, Mackie, you wanna go first?”

Anthony: “I don’t have friends, I have family.”

Sebastian: “I would love to see like, both of us auditioning like, like one after the other, you know, on the same thing because I’d be like (yelling) ‘I don’t have friends. I have family.’ (Josh laughs audibly, Anthony silently) The little - the little tickle in the, in the voice - “

“That’s a little James Dean.”

“Sebastian: “ - going up in the higher register (Josh laughs). You know, ‘It’s tearing me apart!’”

Anthony: “I think - I think you won that one, Sebastian. That was - ”

“Yeah, it’s a different interpretation.”

Anthony: “Something about that - something about your performance screams he Fast and the Furious.”

“Let’s do the last one. Iconic - James Bond. Give me ‘The name’s Bond, James Bond’ - Sebastian Stan.”

Sebastian: “The name is Bond - ” (all three laugh)

Anthony: “What was that?”

“Alright Anthony, it’s your; it’s your part to take now, from Sebastian’s clutches.”

Anthony: “Alright. ‘The name’s Bond; James Bond.’” (Sebastian laughs)

“He treated it with respect; the respect the part deserves. Anthony Mackie - the new James Bond.” (Anthony and Josh applaud) Before I end your careers definitively, some would you rather questions and then it’s all over. The careers are over. Would you rather, Sebastian, only be on Gossip Girl the rest of your career, or never act again?”

Sebastian: Oh my God. Jesus.”

“Yeah.”

Sebastian: “Uh, no man - I would - I would be on, I would be on Gossip Girl for the rest of my life.”

“Okay.”

Sebastian: “That was - that was my choice.”

Anthony: “It’s a lot of money.”

“Music to my ears. Anthony, would you rather be the new Captain America or be an NFL Hall of Famer?”

Sebastian: “Tough question.”

Anthony: “NFL Hall of Famer. You’re asking me would I rather be Jerry Rice or Captain America? I wanna be Jerry Rice.” (Josh laughs)

“Okay, there it is. This is for both of you - choose your death. Would you rather be sat on by Hulk or eaten by Rocket Raccoon?”

Sebastian: “Jesus.”

Anthony: “Sat on.”

Sebastian: “No, man. I - probably eaten by - by Rocket Raccoon.”

Anthony: “Oh, that’s a slow death, dude.”

“Yeah, that’s nasty.”

Snthony: “That’s piece by piece.”

(hisses) Like little - yeah - ”

Sebastian: “Something about the sat, yeah.”

Anthony: “You ever spent time around a raccoon?”

Sebastian: “Have you ever been sat on?” (they all laugh) Guess so!”

“And finally, this is the Dakota Johnson memorial question; she asked me this on a previous episode. Would you rather have a mouthful of bees or one bee in your butt?”

Sebastian: “My God! Somehow, the mouth full of bees, man. I - I, I don’t know. I feel like the other one would be more hurtful, no?”

“One bee - just one little bee in your butt, you can’t take it?”

Sebastian: “I don’t know - I don’t know. That’s a tough sting though, sensitive area. (Josh laughs)

“What about you Anthony?”

Anthony: “Imma have a bee in my ass for 300, please.” (Josh and Sebastian laugh)

“So many pull quotes that will end your career from this conversation today.”

Sebastian: “I know.” (all three laugh) Another thing, Sunday headline.” (more laughter)

#josh horowitz #stir crazy #anthony mackie #Sebastian Stan

[praisethepizzagods]

WandaVision Theory

Okay so this contains some spoilers (mostly specculation really) from wanda vision so... spoilers below cut.

We have all seen the casting for Spiderman 3 & Doctor strange 2.... It includes people like: Andrew Garfield (spiderman) Tobey Maguire (Spiderman) Xochitl Gomez (America Chavez) Ryan Reynolds (Deadpool) Tom Hiddleston (Loki) Among others.... lots of universes being mixed here guys. So I have a theory... Blame my friend for this thing being birthed she had to listen to this as it came out. Peter/Pietro (since xmen pietro is called peter, but wanda knows his as pietro) maximoff is Loki, last we saw loki he had the tesseract and was fleeing, loki is trying to find out the state of the awvengers post end game, and yeah loki likes to fuck with thor & in the comics he lovveeesss just winding people up (God of mischief ffs), so he is trying to find out what the fuck is going on, he is curious about wanda's level of powers (like she is one of the most powerful mcu characters, hes gunna be curious), wanda as we know has a town hostage and is controlling everything, this is similar to avenegrs where loki wanted to rule earth, so hes seeing if she could be of use to him/try figure out a way to get his end goal. End of wanda vision season 1 - wanda looses complete control, she snaps. She breaks the multi verse because she has been believing this pietro is her pietro but with a different face... she finds out it is loki in pietros body which causes her to loose total control and snap a rift in the multi verse OR sword cause her so much stress, vision is questionign everything/realises what wanda did (Sees the footage maybe?) or she has to watch him die again and wanda is so torn over by emotion that she looses control, pietro/loki then realises that oh fuck this is about to go down and wanda uses her powers to try control more and either knocks pietro loki back into loki for or loki shifts just before to do a reveal, he may even try and fix this and help wanda because he knows intense powers and notice she is going insane????? But this ends in her bringing in all the spidermen into the MCU. Bringing deadpool with em. Bringing america chavez with them (She lives in a paralel universe and thats where she got her powers so wanda drags her into MCU because hey, she snapped). Doc strange 2 happens which is about the multi verse. Strange appears at end of wanda vision kinda like "Oh no...." like he's seeing what is about to happen and sees wanda is about to cause he doesnt see this coming,  So doc strange 2 is now begining wanda has lost control and merged all theses universes into one - sony,fox,the new characters universe etc etc etc are now all in the MCU universe there is many spider men now (Like into the spider verse) kidna like that level of how it happens they just got ripped into this reality. In spider man 3 this is also playing a part because all the spidermen are still here (Showing this could be a long winded issue/they cant get back to their universe because wanda doesnt know how she did it, doesnt want to do it/cant do it again) Back to doc strange 3 - this movie will be directly dealing with the immediate backlash of this, the many spidermen, deadpool, america chavez all appearing, strange realising what has happened, trying to fix this, loki also there because he doesnt even know whats happened but DAMN is he interested because THIS level of power.... thats interesting to him. Loki's disney+ series happens after the multi verse of madness/during it (like loki's show is bought up in it like "lokis fucking president?!?!?!" like thats another thing thats gone wrong from wanda's melt down and destroying the multi verse, and another thing for strange to to and do damage control on. wanda cant fix this, shes now gone fully off rails, if she watches vision die twice she wont be coming back from that we know. so strange is also trying to help her on how to use her powers as she never reallllly has had training, strange might know people who can help her deal with this insane amount of power. Strange cant fix this alone he needs wanda to try and fix this, and the issue could be a permenant one ( i recon it will be permenant and all wwhat phase 4 & 5 will be about) Doctor strange 2 sees them going between thesee multi verse's they have discovered (maybe strqange & wanda, maybe strange & wong, maybe wanda and someone else who knows... but they are trying to find out how far this damage has gone End of doctor strange is them realising this isnt a quick fix, the world has gone insane as there is all these new ones, ("WHY ARE THERE 3 SPIDER MEN!" - JJJ shouts (cause hey he was in the tobey mcguire spidermen ffs we get him with this package too) spider man 3 then happens & tom holland (The spider men will be refered to by their actors names) see's that um theres another spider man??? what the??? he finds him and they all find out they are the same spider man. This movie plays out similary to into the spiderverse but they dont all go at the end of it because this is a long winded issue. But... now we have america chavez, shes just been bumbling round the MCU being a hero cause she's here.... Monica as you rememebr from wanda vision has her internal sequencing rewritten each time she goes through the hex, this gives her powers cause she has gone through the hex so much at this stage in wanda vision.... So Monica = Photon America Chavez Cassie = Stature Kate bishop = Hawkeye Tom holland = Spiderman How did kate get here and Cassie? KATE So clint stepped down, hawkeye disney+ seems to be like fractions, clints training kate (maybe his family left after end game because jfc clint is probs a wreck, or clint didnt stop so hsi wife left.... maybe they live in iowa happily who knows) Clint was going solo for a while in newyork, when he met this other hawkeye (Hey maybe kate got dragged through the multi verse or maybe she was just a great archer rich kid in newyork who saw hawkeye had fucked off after the blip (maybe she was working during the blip, but towards the end? in comics she took hawkeye mantle while clint was off beign a depressed noodle and he then found out there was 2 hawkeyes and confronted ehr and agreed to train her so maybe somehting simialr to this is what happens in hawkeye) But anyway Clints training kate in new york and yeah shes good. CASSIE Scott after end game & Hope continue being antman and the wasp, but cassie eventually takes over the suit from them (Maybe something happens in antman 3 quantamania that means neither scott or hope can use the suits any more because it will tear them apart, like hank cant use the suits because it takes too much of a toll on his body now and he wouldnt surive it really...) so cassie has taken over the suits and is now operating under the code name stature. This then begins the next arc for the avengers now they have got people powered up, and atleast 1 person from this destruction of the multi verse (America chavez) but we may have more that are discovered over the course of phase 4 that were bought through with the multi verse. So, where does this go??? The young avengers is the next big arc.... Maybe wanda (&peter maximoff? not sure how that would work as young piettro (evan peters one) was from the 80s or something in xmen so is an adult not a kid like he is in wanda vision, which adds to my this isnt pietro but loki thing) But maybe wanda is leading them, maybe not. But the multi verse cant be fixed so they have these heroes now and the avengers kinda died after end game cause tony died and steve fucked off. Sam helps train but hes off with bucky alot too doing a buddy up thing together, but as sam is the new cap he also heads up this young avengers kinda as a mentor for them. Now... right now your pronbs thinking "Morgan stark though" Morgan has a suit... but morgan is still even in 2030 (hawkeye is 2025...) morgan would only be 7..... so she isnt really old enough.... But who else had an iron man suit in the comics? who may of got dragged through the multi verse? Enter riri williams aka iron heart. That takes us up to about end of phase 5 with the rise of the young avengers & champions maybe??? Hi and thanks for coming to my ted talk

#wandavision #marvel #mcu #avengers #spoilers #spiderman #doctor st #loki #monica rambeu #vision #wanda maxim #pietro maximoff #peter maximoff #xmen #deadpool #its only 8pm and this is where my ramblings are going #ive been deprived of marvel too long #send the next episode of wanda vision #i need more clown sword in my life

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Where Happiness Begins - Peter Parker

FINAL: Chapter Ten - Every Single Time

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Pairing: Peter Parker x Stark!Reader

Word Count: 12,433

Summary: Y/N Stark had eight months away from the public to cope, to heal. In those eight months, Peter was her saving grace, every single time. After Peter’s summer trip changes course thanks to Nick Fury, Y/N takes it upon herself to pay him a visit. Now Peter gets to see what Y/N has really become since the Snap.

Eight months had passed since your return. Eight months of intense physical therapy and a whole new image. You redecorated your room, making it feel more like home. You redid your closet, finding more clothes you were comfortable with considering your new scars. You helped your dad rebuild the Compound, having the help from the rest of the team made it easier. You had made amends with Bucky, talking through your distrust of him. You mourned Nat after finally getting Clint to tell you what happened on Vormir. Your family had stepped out of the spotlight for those eight months, silently operating Stark Industries. The public wasn’t told that you were back, let alone that Tony Stark was alive and well. The last update your mom gave the media was that he was with family.

But the most important thing that had happened over the past eight months was your relationship with Peter.

You hadn’t expected to fall in love with Peter Parker, especially not in that short time you knew him before the Snap. But you did. You were ecstatic when you found out that he felt the same way. Peter had kept up his Spiderman responsibilities in those eight months, saying that Queens still needed someone to look out for the little guy. You always encouraged him, reminding him that he was doing the right thing.

“I got asked if I was gonna be the next Iron Man.” Peter said to you over the phone when he got home from patrol. He had just laid down for the night, but he wanted to call and hear your voice first.

“Yeah, people used to ask me that too.” You laughed. “The world needs an Iron Man. They need that image to look up to, you know? Something to put their faith in. To believe in. I just don’t think my dad is gonna put the suit on again anytime soon.”

“Have you decided if you’re going to?”

“No, I haven’t…” You paused, looking over at your bracelets sitting on your nightstand. “I’m barely starting to feel normal again, so I don’t know… What do you think I should do?”

“I think..” Peter paused to think. He didn’t know what he thought. One on hand, he loved when he got to fight by your side. He always felt like he could do anything when you were beside him, but he also knew what you had gone through. The last time you put the suit on, you thought it was going to be the last thing you did. “I think you should do what makes you happy.”

You chuckled slightly. “That’s what everyone tells me… You should get some sleep.”

“Yeah… I love you, Y/N/N.” Peter said sweetly. “Good night.”

“I love you too, Pete. Night.”

The next day was your first media appearance since your return. You had partnered with May Parker to create a foundation to help those displaced by the Snap. Most people called it the Blip but the word ‘blip’ sounded accidental, as if there was no intent behind it. But you knew. You knew all too well that the Snap was intentional.

As May was giving her speech, you waited in the kitchen area with Peter, Happy, and your dad.

“You’re gonna do great.” Peter said kindly, pressing a gentle kiss to your cheek. He stood beside you in his suit, his mask discarded. His hand was on your lower back, a subtle reassurance that he was there.

“I can do it if it’s too much, Y/N/N.” Tony offered kindly. You looked over at your dad and considered his offer. Tony had been on the stage before, photographed and interviewed a thousand times over. But it was different now.

His right arm was now replaced with a vibranium-titanium alloy, similar to Bucky’s arm. Shuri helped you and Peter fabricate it after Morgan helped you design it. She had insisted on making it solely out of vibranium, but you had to explain that it wasn’t intended for fighting. It didn’t have to be invincible.

Your dad had an arm he designed on his own that he used for daily use, but he said the one you and Morgan made was for special events. Other than the arm, which you could only see his hand, the burn marks trailed up his neck. 

“No, this was my partnership.” You said, hoping to convince yourself more than anyone else. “I should be the one to talk to the people.”

“I’d like to welcome the person who helped make this all possible.” May concluded her speech. “She’ll be led out by our very own, Spiderman.”

“Here we go.” You sighed as Peter dawned his mask. He held his arm out to you which made you chuckle, but you hooked yours through it. You ducked your head as you walked out, keeping your eyes low and your face shadowed until you reached the podium.

“I’d first and foremost like to thank May Parker for welcoming the partnership.” You began with a smile, placing your hands on either side of the podium. “Eight months ago, what was done five years prior was undone. Soon, it’ll be six years since the Snap happened, six years since I and millions of others disappeared.

“But eight months ago… Eight months ago we were brought back by the only people that could pull off a stunt like that. And it came at a price, a price that I’d pay all over again if I had to.

“Some of you are looking at me, wondering how much it cost. ‘How much did Y/N Stark have to pay to change the universe?’ It wasn’t money. It wasn’t anything you can put a number on.” You glanced down at your left hand, trying to lift a finger and tap the podium, but you couldn’t do it. “In order to undo what was done, we had to put ourselves at risk. The fate of the few versus the fate of the many, type of deal. So… We did.” You shrugged with a nervous chuckle.

“I know what it’s like to come back scared, afraid that you’ve lost everything. To come back confused, not understanding what happened to you. None of you were there when it happened. I wasn’t even there when he snapped his fingers. But I vividly remember watching people turn to dust. I remember the words I was saying when I turned to dust.

“Which is why when May came to me with the idea, I knew I wanted to be a part of it. And having Spiderman to help has been amazing… We’ve done a lot to help, but there’s so much left to do. I guess I’ll open the floor for questions.”

“Is Tony Stark retiring as Iron Man?”

“You’d have to ask him.” You shook your head. “I haven’t asked him because he’s been through a lot. I’m not in any place to speak for him.”

“Why haven’t you made any appearances in the past eight months?”

“I’ve been busy with physical therapy and trying to get my life back on track. My family is more important than tabloids.”

“Are you going to be the next Iron Man?”

“I don’t know if I’m putting on that suit ever again.” You said honestly. “What we went through, to keep what was brought back, it’s a lot for anyone to process. Coming back from it is traumatizing enough on its own. My dad and I, we nearly died that day. Would I do it again? Yes, if it meant I could keep what I got back. But am I willing to take up that mantle of Iron Man? No, I’m not. And you want to know why?” You laughed slightly, shaking your head in disbelief. “I’m not willing because there is no next Iron Man. Iron Man is Tony Stark. I know that I’m a Stark, and I know how similar I am to my father, and I know that a lot of people expect me to take over his legacy… But no one in this universe is the next Iron Man.”

“You mentioned physical therapy, and that you and your father almost died. What exactly did it take to bring everyone back?”

“It took the sensation in my left arm.” You said carefully, lifting your left hand for people to see. You unbuttoned your sleeve at your wrist, tugging it up slightly to show the scars. “It destroyed every nerve from the tips of my fingers up to some of the deep nerves of my deltoid. I have limited movement in my fingers and wrist and at my shoulder joint, as well as intense burn scars that lead up my arm.”

“And what happened to your dad?”

“Ask him yourself.” You said simply as you fixed your sleeve.

“We’ve seen highly advanced biomechanic artificial limbs in recent years. Colonel James Rhodes has the braces for his legs, which came from Stark Industries. A vibranium arm cannon on Ulysses Klaue. The entire arm of the Winter Soldier. Why is it that you don’t have a similar brace to assist in your movements, if there is such deep tissue damage?”

You chuckled under your breath, nodding as you thought of an answer. It would’ve been easy to be snippy, to be rude to silence the reporter and others with similar speculations. But you knew now wasn’t the time for it.

“Artificial assistance devices like those only work if there are nerves to fire on. Colonel Rhodes had a spinal injury, meaning the nerves in his legs were fully functional. There was just nothing to connect them to his brain so he could use them.” You explained carefully. “In regards to my arm, those nerves basically don’t exist. They’ve been severed essentially. Now is it possible that we could develop such a brace? Yes, it’s possible. But I’ve adjusted to the functionality of my arm so I’m not too worried about a brace.”

“Is it true King T’Challa and his sister, Princess Shuri, offered Wakandan aid for yours and your father’s recovery?”

“Have you reached out to the King?” You asked, tilting your head in question. “Go talk to him. King T’Challa and Princess Shuri have been very kind, reaching out and visiting through our rehab and PT. As far as Wakandan aid, that’s not my question to answer since I was unconscious for the beginning of my recovery. I’d like to ask that questions relate to the assistance program, please.”

“When we first caught word of Mr. Stark being back, Ms. Potts said he was with family. We also know that Tony had a second daughter in your absence. How did it feel coming back and seemingly being replaced?”

“Replaced…” You repeated, nodding silently as you digested that word. “Let me ask you something, Mr. Reporter. Did you lose someone important to you in the Snap?” He nodded.

“My boyfriend..” He said solemnly.

“And did you date in those five years everyone was gone?”

He nodded hesitantly.

“Did you replace him?”

“I- No, I- I could never.”

“So why would you think my dad replaced me?” You laughed. “When I came back and saw my mom and our new home for the first time, there was a photo of me in every room. There was a room made up to be mine, as if I was never gone. My dad had a fully updated suit made for me. My family didn’t replace me. They carried my memory with them in everything they did. They grieved. They coped. They pushed forward. But they never forgot or replaced me.”

“Will you and your dad mentor Spiderman to be like Iron Man?”

“Spiderman works with us as an Avenger, yes.” You nodded, gesturing to Peter. He gave a small wave to the crowd, who offered a light applause in return. “I believe he has made several comments that he is more focused on Queens and being a local hero than being the next big hero. But again, ask him yourself.”

“It’s rumored that you’re romantically involved with the man under the mask. Are you in a relationship with Spiderman?”

“Not to my knowledge, no.” You laughed. “I don’t know who’s under that mask. I figure if he wants me to know, he’ll tell me.”

“How did Ms. Parker know to reach out to you for help with this program?”

“Her nephew is an intern at Stark Industries.” You glanced at the clock at the back of the room, deciding you’d been on stage long enough. “Since no one is asking about the Program, I’ll take one more question and then I’ll hand the floor over to Spiderman.”

“Yeah, I have a question.” Your dad announced from the back of the room. Every reporter silenced, turning in awe. Some were trying to crane their necks, to catch a glimpse of the tech mogul.

You had to bite your tongue to hold back your laughter. “Yes, go ahead.”

“As that guy-” Your dad gestured to the general area of the reporter who tried to say you had been replaced. “-said, you have a new sister. He worded it terribly but that’s his problem.”

“I do.” You smiled.

“Let me ask you this.” Your dad said, crossing his arms and trying to keep a straight face. “Do you like your sister or would you rather be an only child again?”

“She is hilarious.” You laughed. “I absolutely love her. When I was healing, she had Spiderman and another Avenger make get well soon cards for me and my dad. She’s always asking to hear stories about battles and she has been begging me to make her a suit to play in.”

“Oh, she has?” His eyebrows raised with a smile.

“I told her no.” You defended with a laugh. “But yes, I don’t want to be an only child again. My life is so different now, some things are amazing while others are troublesome. One thing I know I wouldn’t change is my sister. I love her.”

With that final remark, you stepped away from the podium. You gave a final wave to the crowd, blowing a kiss with a wink for the cameras before ducking back into the kitchen area. Your dad met you in the room soon enough, enveloping you in a tight embrace.

“You did great, Hon.” He said proudly, placing a quick kiss on your forehead.

“I was terrified.” You laughed when you pulled away. “But I’m glad it’s over with.”

You thought the media was the peak of your stress. You had hoped you’d be able to live a normal teenage life. You wanted to focus on Stark Industries, focus on your relationship with Peter. But all of that went out the window with one phone call.

You had been working out at the new Compound when you got the call. It was Nick Fury, calling for the fifth time. You weren’t going to answer but you decided answering and telling him to leave you alone was the only way he’d leave you alone.

“Fury, what do you not get?” You sighed in annoyance, walking through the halls to your lab. “If I’m not answering, that means I don’t want any part of whatever you’re doing.”

“Y/N?” Peter’s voice came through instead. “Hey.”

“Wha- Why didn’t you call me from your own phone?” You asked carefully. You had almost said his name, but you didn’t know what situation he was in. Last time you talked to him, he was at a hotel in Venice.

“This is Earth, Dimension 616. I'm from Earth 833.” A man said in the background. While Peter got distracted geeking out over the idea of a multiverse, you handled something else.

“F.R.I.D.A.Y., you there?” You asked, swiping an image off your table to be in front of you. It had the sound waves from the phone call in the corner along with a photo of Peter and Nick Fury.

“Yes, ma’am.” The automated female replied. “What can I do for you?”

“There's a voice on this call that I don’t recognize.” You explained, waiting for Peter to stop talking so the unknown man would speak again. “He just said he’s from Earth 833. Can you run a vocal database scan when he speaks again?”

“Of course.”

“Never apologize for being the smartest in the room.” The man told Peter.

“Running scan now.”

“Hi, remember me?” You said to get Peter’s attention. “Why did you call me, Spidey?”

“We know who he is, Stark.” Fury said loudly. “Since you wanted to avoid me, I had to contact someone else.”

“You’re asking teenagers to do your dirty work. Why not Thor? Or Steve? Or Danvers?” You countered, waiting for the results of the vocal scan.

“They were born in stable orbits within black holes. Creatures formed from the primary elements: air, water, fire, earth. The Science Division had a technical name. We just called them Elementals.” The unknown man began explaining.

“Results ready.” The automated voice told you. You muted your end of the call and turned your attention to F.R.I.D.A.Y. “My records show that he’s an old Stark Industries employee. His personal information has been removed from the system, but he did exist.”

“Son of a bitch.” You sighed in annoyance. “Can you get me recent seismic activity and spikes from across the globe?”

“We have a spike in Morocco and Mexico in the past few days. And it looks like there was one in Venice earlier today.”

“Venice?” You asked quickly. You looked at the hologram and saw a video of a large being made from the waters in the canals. A man in a cape flew around, fighting it in almost a choreographed way. Then you saw a boy in a plaid shirt and a jester’s mask. Peter. “That’s what Fury wanted from us. To fight whatever the hell that is.”

“And you’re coming with us.” Fury said, most likely directed at Peter.

“Fury?” You cut in. “You can’t be serious.”

“Excuse me?”

“After the Washington Monument incident, if he puts on the suit again in front of his classmates…” You trailed off.

“They’re gonna figure out who I am.” Peter finished nervously. “And then the world is gonna figure it out and then I’m done. Besides, this all seems like big time and I’m- I’m the neighborhood Spider-man.”

“This is Avengers type stuff, Nick.” You agreed.

“Bitch, please.” He scoffed. “Y’all been to space. And I thought you two are Avengers.”

“Yeah, and it turned me to dust for five years and destroyed my nervous system.” You answered quickly. “We don’t want any part of it.”

“Ms. Stark, if I may?” The unknown man spoke. “Prague is-”

“No.” You said simply. “You don’t talk to me.”

“Y/N-“ Peter tried.

“No. I don’t trust him.”

“He’s-“

“He’s coincidental.” You said firmly. “I don’t trust him.”

“So come and meet him.” Fury said and ended the call, as if to say he didn’t need you after all.

You rushed home, planning to take the jet to Venice so you could meet up with Peter and prove a point. You were packing a small bag with a few days worth of clothes, fitting your bracelets to your wrists after a moment's hesitation. You turned to see your parents in your doorway.

“What are you doing with those?” Your dad asked, pointing to your wrists.

“I thought you were done with all that.” Your mom sighed.

“I have a very good reason.” You defended. “You guys know after this-“ You gestured to your arm. “-that I’d need a good reason to put these back on.”

“I’m waiting.” Your dad said expectantly.

“Peter…” You said quickly, an understanding look falling on his face. “Fury hijacked his trip and now he has to fight some “elemental” from another dimension. Problem is F.R.I.D.A.Y. ran a vocal scan on the man explaining it all because he sounded familiar… He’s not from another dimension. He’s an old Stark Industries employee.”

“So it’s all fake?”

“His story, yeah.” You said, picking up your bag. “I don’t know what he’s using to cause the damage, because that much is real. But I need to get there and find out.”

“Take these.” Your dad handed you a small case. “I was coming to show them to you so you could give them to him when he got back, but if you’re going to him…”

“What are they?” You asked, not opening the case but shoving it in your bag instead.

“E.D.I.T.H.”

“Edith?”

“Even Done, I’m The Hero.” He smiled proudly.

“Clever.”

“If Fury is involved, you have to be careful.” He said earnestly. You could tell he didn’t want you to go, neither of them did. But you put on your suit to protect your family. And Peter was your family. “Don’t go with or associate with anyone you don’t know. Don’t know, don’t go. Got it?”

“You never lectured Peter like this.”

“Peter has his- What does May call it? His Peter Tingle. You don’t. You barely have common sense.”

“Common sense and Peter Tingle are not synonymous.” You laughed.

“Peter can sense when something is off. You can’t.”

“Stark Intuition hasn’t steered me wrong.” You winked. “I’ll be fine.”

“You better.” Your mom said firmly. “Because Morgan told me you owe her some new toy.”

“I love you.” You told them, quickly hugging them before heading down the stairs. “Forever.” You turned to look at your dad.

“And ever.” He smiled softly. “And be careful!”

After Happy took you to the airport, he insisted on taking the flight with you. He asked if you were sure about what you were doing, if you were ready to put the suit back on. But once you told him it was for Peter, he eased up on his questions. He told you to be careful to look out for Peter but to look out for yourself first. You waved him off, saying that you’d been through worse.

You arrived in Venice early the next morning. You tapped the side of your glasses, following the directions to Peter’s hotel. As you were entering, Peter’s classmates were leaving. They whispered praises, some thanking you for what you and your dad did. You smiled politely, nodding in response.

“Y/N?” Peter said, coming down the stairs with Ned. “What are you doing here?”

“Surprise.” You smiled widely, jumping into his arms for a hug. “I missed you.”

“I’ve only been gone for like a day.” He laughed.

“Yeah, well.” You shrugged. “Oh, and I have a surprise for you!”

“We’re going to Prague!” One of Peter’s teachers announced.

“You came here because of that, didn’t you?” He looked down at you with a knowing look.

“I came to be with you, Peter.” You replied, lacing your fingers through his. “Is that so wrong?”

“Hmm.” He pondered out loud as you two walked to the bus. “It’s coincidental…”

“I can go home if you’d like.” You teased. He smiled, wrapping his arm around your shoulders to pull you into his side. “That’s better.” You laughed.

“Excuse me?” One of Peter’s teachers said, stopping you from getting on the bus. “Who- Who do you think you are?”

You chuckled before you realized he was serious. When he stared at you with an expectant expression, you cleared your throat nervously.

“I’m Y/N Stark?” You tried, to which he simply shrugged. “I’m paying for myself.”

“Well hop on then!” He smiled, ushering you onto the bus.

You and Peter sat in a row of seats close to the front. His classmates all craned their necks to catch a glimpse of you as they walked by, hoping to get a wave or a word from you. You paid them no mind, focusing on being with Peter. You knew that he’d get roped into whatever Fury was planning in Prague. You knew it’d end up with you getting pulled into it too. But you just wanted to enjoy time with Peter.

“It’s from my dad.” You smiled softly, pulling the case out of your bag. “I don’t know what it is, but I think I have an idea. He called it EDITH.”

“From Mr. Stark?” He said in awe, carefully taking the case from your hands. He opened it slowly, reading the note that was inside. “For the next Tony Stark…” He read out loud. “Edith?”

“Stand by for retinal and biometric scan… Retinal and biometric scan accepted.” The automated voice said.

“Even done, I’m the hero.” You smiled slightly.

Peter looked to you and saw a hologram picture come up on the lens next to your face. The hologram read “Y/N Stark. Successor to Tony Stark and Stark Industries.”

“These are amazing.” He said happily. “How do they look?”

“You’ll grow into them.” You said honestly. “I had to.” You pushed your glasses up your nose.

“Wow.” He breathed, squeezing your hand slightly. “I love you.”

“I love you too.” You smiled, pressing a gentle kiss on his cheek.

He pursed his bottom lip, placing his finger under your chin. He lifted your face to meet his, placing a sweet kiss on your lips. You hummed against his lips slightly, one of your hands moving to the back of his neck.

Fury’s driver pulled over at a rest stop, giving everyone ten minutes to go to the bathroom or stretch their legs. He directed you and Peter to another room, where another one of Fury’s friends were waiting. You sighed silently, shutting the door behind you two.

“Take off your clothes.” She told Peter.

“Excuse me?” You cut in.

“You two said Spiderman cannot be seen in Europe.” She explained, a mild accent in her voice. “So I made this. Another suit.” She lifted a pile of black cloth from the table.

“Okay, Fury and I are going to have a talk about this.” You said in annoyance. You jumped up to sit on the table, flicking the suit to unfold. “Ew… No offense.”

“Take off your clothes.” She insisted. “Now, hurry up!’

Peter hesitantly unbuttoned and pushed his jeans down. You rolled your neck in irritation, not happy that Fury would interfere with Peter’s suits. He knew all of Peter’s suits were Stark products. 

“Incoming student: Brad Davis.” F.R.I.D.A.Y. told you, showing his silhouette on the other side of the door.

“Shit!” You exclaimed quietly, hurrying to pull your long sleeve over your head. “You, hide.” You told the female agent. “You, come here.” You told Peter.

The woman slid to her left, hiding behind a beam to the building. You pulled Peter to you by his shirtfront, hooking your legs around his waist. Before Peter could ask what you were doing, you smashed your lips against his. His hands found your waist easily, pulling you closer to him. You smiled against his lips as you slid your hands down his shirt when you heard the door open.

Peter jumped away from you, turning to see Brad in the doorway. You covered your mouth with the back of your hand to hide your laughter as you saw Peter’s cheeks turn pink. Brad dropped his eyes, muttering an apology and hurrying away. Once Brad was gone, you laughed as you leaned back on your hands. Peter glared at you, running his hand over his lips.

“You knew he was coming, didn’t you?” He asked, quickly pulling his pants up.

“It was either that or let it look like my boyfriend was hooking up with a random European chick on his school trip while I watched.” You shrugged, biting back your laughter as you pulled your shirt back on.

“Did you have to take your top off?” He asked, mildly annoyed that you had been so quick to ditch your shirt. He snatched the suit as you jumped off the table.

“You had your pants off, Peter.” You reasoned. “It looked more realistic. Trust me.”

“My point is-” He tried to explain.

You spun to stand in front of him. You put your hands on his chest to stop him and he looked down at you, a slight glare in his eyes. “I’m sorry, okay?” You offered honestly. “I wasn’t thinking that Brad was gonna see me shirtless. I was thinking that I needed a cover for you having your pants at your ankles. It was the first thing that came to mind… I’m sorry.”

“You’re lucky I love you.” He nodded at you, a smile playing on his lips.

“I am lucky.” You agreed, taking his hand to get back on the bus.

“Hey.” Brad said, stopping in the aisle by your seats. You looked up at him innocently, your legs draped over Peter’s lap. “I just wanted to say, I didn’t see anything.”

“What are you talking about? You furrowed your eyebrows, tilting your head in mock confusion. “Sorry, but should I know who you are?”

“Uh..” He stammered, making Peter chuckle. “I’m Brad, Brad Davis.”

“Okay… Hi, Brad.” You played innocent.

“I- Y’know, back there.”

“Yeah, what are you talking about, Brad?” Peter teased.

“Uh- nothing.” He shook his head quickly. “Nevermind.”

Brad hurried away, now embarrassed. You looked at Peter, trying to hold back your laughter. But once Peter cracked a smile, you burst out laughing. You clapped your hands a couple times, trying to collect yourself.

“See.” You said towards the end of your laughing fit. “Everything worked out.”

Peter nodded happily, leaning his head against the seat as he looked at you.

“What are you thinking about?” You asked softly.

“That.” He gestured to the black suit from Fury.

“It’s ugly.” You commented.

Peter chuckled. ”You know what I meant.”

“Yeah..” You nodded gently. “I know what you mean… You don’t have to do this, Petey.”

“If I don’t, who will?”

“Let that Beck guy handle it.” You tried. “He seems to know what he’s talking about.”

You contemplated telling Peter about what F.R.I.D.A.Y. found when the vocal scan was done. You thought about telling him it was all a fake, that you and him could go to Fury and expose Beck, but seeing the look on his face made you reconsider. You decided to talk to Fury about it on your own, handle it without putting Peter in the middle. You just wanted to focus on being with Peter.

All Peter wanted was a nice vacation, away from superhero problems. He just wanted to be a kid, for a while at least. And now you were with him, and that made it ten times better. But with Fury hijacking his entire class and changing his trip, giving him a different suit. He felt like he had no reason to say no, like it wasn’t enough to not want to do it.

“You know I can’t do that, Y/N/N.” He sighed.

“My dad said for the next Tony Stark.” You continued, pulling the glasses case from his bag. “Not the next Iron Man. Maybe this isn’t your fight, babe.”

“I know…” He whispered, carefully taking the case and opening it to look at the glasses. “But I don’t think I can really say no.”

“Then you’re not doing it alone.” You insisted.

“No.” Peter shook his head quickly. “I can’t- I can’t let you do that.”

“It’s not up to you.”

“Y/N, you can’t be serious.” Your silence was enough of an answer for him. “You can’t be considering putting on the suit again for this.”

“I put on the suit to protect my family.” You shrugged. “You are my family, Peter. You’re not doing this alone.”

“Is this really what you want to do?”

“I don’t think I can really say no.” You smiled softly.

“Dope glasses, Parker.” Flash said from the next row of seats, leaning to take them from Peter’s hands. “How’d you pay for them?”

“Flash, give them back.” Peter said seriously.

“No, I’m really paying you a compliment.” Flash said, leaning away from Peter.

“Hi.” You said from your seat, leaning to the side so you could see Flash. “Um, yeah, so my dad made those for Peter so if you could just-” You paused, crawling over Peter’s lap to reach across the aisle. Peter held your hips as you used the armrest near Flash to lean your weight on. You reached forward with the other hand, taking the glasses from his face. Flash stayed frozen, unsure of what to do next.

“Thanks.” You smiled before pushing off the armrest and letting Peter pull you back into your seat.

“You are amazing.” Peter chuckled, to which you smiled widely as you handed the glasses back.

Later that night, you and Peter were standing in a conference room with Fury, Beck, and the rest of Fury’s associates. You only recognized Maria Hill, someone you had trained with and interacted with back when SHIELD was active. You and Peter stood to the side, by the large fireplace.

“Are we boring you?” Fury asked you two when he got you to snap back to reality. “And I thought you didn’t want anything to do with this.”

“Yeah, well, you kinda made this my business so.” You replied with an eye roll. “I only came here to help him with what he needs.” You nodded towards Peter. “I didn’t come for you.”

“They’re not bored.” Beck cut in. “They’re thinking about how you kidnapped him.”

“He had obstacles.” Fury countered. “I removed them.”

Fury turned to Peter, asking about the plan. You stood by him, not listening to what was said. You had F.R.I.D.A.Y. make notes to remind you later. You kept a loose grip on his hand as he spoke, trying to remember why that man was familiar. You had seen him once or twice before, knowing that he was an old Stark Industries employee only made you feel more unsettled. One line from his mouth snapped you from your thoughts.

“No matter what the cost.” Beck said, almost regretfully.

“I’ve heard that line before.” You chuckled nervously. “You wanna know what that cost is?”

“Y/N..” Peter tried, knowing where you were going. He tried to keep you next to him, but every word from your lips was another step towards Mysterio.

“The cost, Mysterio-” You mocked his sudden interest in the name. “-is more than anything you can pay. The cost is your entire livelihood. Losing what sense of normalcy you had and having it replaced with nothing but pity stares and apologies. The cost is seeing everyone around you treat you like a glass doll. The cost, Mr. Beck, is a piece of yourself that you will never get back.”

“Ms. Stark, I never meant to upset you.” He tried to defend himself. “All I’m saying is that if we don’t stop it now, if it gets too big, it’ll draw power from the Earth’s core and be unstoppable. That’s what happened on my Earth, when I lost my family.”

“Hey, listen.” Peter cut in, gently grabbing your arm and pulling you back. “My friends are here. And I can’t help but think we’re putting them in danger.”

“You’re worried about us hurting your friends?” Fury snapped. “Stark gave you a multibillion dollar A.R. tactical intelligence system! Do you know what that’s capable of?”

“Back off, Fury.” You said angrily. Your temper was already spiking, your anger rising with every second. Your slight altercation with Beck already had you on edge. Now you were ready to fight just about anyone. “You don’t get to talk about what my father’s tech is capable of.”

“It’s clear to me that neither of you are ready for this!” He yelled, pointing to both you and Peter.

“Gee, maybe we tried to tell you this!” You replied loudly. “But you had your head too far up your own ass to realize.”

Fury simply waved you off, not even bothering to turn around and face you. You stormed off, slamming past Mysterio as you left. You muttered that he was a fraud when you passed, knowing he would hear you. You knew it was probably not the best idea to provoke anyone, but you didn’t care. You were seeing red. You had made your way to the roof, sitting with your feet over the edge.

“Hey, dad.” You sighed into the phone, the cool European air settling your burning anger.

“What happened?” He asked knowingly.

“Fury.” You laughed bitterly. “He begs us to come help and now that we’re here, even though we don’t want to be here, he says we’re not ready.”

“Hate to say it but maybe you’re not.” He said softly.

“Not you too.”

“Not in any physical way.” He defended. “But mentally. Y/N, you haven’t been anywhere near a fight in eight months, maybe more at this point. All I’m saying is maybe you jumped in head first without taking a test lap.”

“This guy- Beck or Mysterio or whatever he’s calling himself… He said it has to be stopped, despite what it would cost…” Your voice was sad, defeated. All of your anger had melted into despair, loneliness. You felt as if you were really on your own, even though you knew Peter was on your side. “I just want one thing that isn’t gonna threaten my life… Or Peter’s.”

“I wish I could help, hon.” He said honestly. “Morgan misses you.” He tried to cheer you up.

You chuckled slightly. “Yeah, I miss her too… Peter loves E.D.I.T.H., by the way.”

“Yeah, I figured he would.” You could hear the smile on your dad’s face.

“Why did you give her to him?” You asked, Fury’s implication of E.D.I.T.H.’s capabilities swirling in your head. “As the next Tony Stark… What does that mean? Kinda thought that title fell to me...”

“Well, I- I just figured he’d be the next big face of technology and all that. You have Stark Industries as your inheritance, you know that.” He explained. “You’re always gonna be the next Stark, no matter what or who comes up. And I figured he’s gonna be the future of the Avengers, whether we want it or not.”

“But what if Peter doesn’t want that?”

“That’s up to him… Even if he doesn’t take that responsibility, I can’t think of anyone else that I would trust with E.D.I.T.H., not anyone at all. Can you?”

“No…” You smiled softly as Peter came to join you. “No, he’s perfect.”

“I’m guessing he just showed up so I’ll talk to you later. Love you.”

“Forever.”

“And ever.”

“You alright?” Peter asked when you hung up the phone.

“Stop looking at me like that.” You pushed both hands through your hair, letting out a long breath.

“Like what?”

“Like you feel bad for me.” You snapped, turning to face him. “I get enough pity stares from people on the street. I don’t need it from you too.”

“Y/N.” He said carefully, trying to find the right words. Peter didn’t pity you. He was worried. “I’m worried about you.”

“Why?” You scoffed. “It’s the same thing it always is. ‘Come help us save the world and risk everything you care about.’ Just once, I want to go somewhere because I want to. Not cause I have to.”

“That’s not what that was all about.” He nodded towards the building, signalling he was talking about you snapping on Fury. “You wanna tell me what’s really going on?”

“What do you think, Peter?” You sighed tiredly. You were tired of feeling the way you did. You were tired of feeling sad, feeling lost, feeling afraid. You just wanted to be Y/N Stark again.

“I think… I think you need to just... “ Peter struggled to verbalize. He didn’t want to say something like therapy, because he knew you didn’t even like PT. “You need to talk.”

“I need to talk.” You nodded slightly. “Okay. What should I talk about? The fact that everyone doubts me now? The fact that my dad lost his arm when it should’ve been me? The fact that-”

“Woah woah woah.” Peter interjected. Your eyes went slightly wider when you realized what slipped out. “What was the second thing you said?”

“It doesn’t matter.” You tried to cover it.

“Y/N.”

“It should’ve been me!” You yelled. “Alright!? It should’ve been me instead of my dad.”

“You know Mr. Stark wouldn’t have let that happen.” Peter shook his head. “Why should it have been you?”

“I get people hurt, Peter…” You whispered, close to tears. “My dad… You…”

“How- How did you get me hurt?”

“The beach.” You shrugged. “Against Vulture. That night when he dropped a concrete roof on you. If I hadn’t taken your suit, you would’ve-”

“Stop.” He said firmly. “That night wasn’t your fault. I went after Toomes. I went in because I wanted to stop him.”

“Stop him from taking my dad’s stuff. And that only mattered to you because I convinced you to get involved in Avengers drama.”

“What are you talking about?” He asked, not understanding how any of it could be your fault.

“And Titan.” You continued. Your guilt was flowing out like a river. Maybe it wasn’t actually your fault, but it felt like it was. When you traced back the timeline, you felt like it all led back to you. “You would’ve gone home if I wasn’t on that stupid ship.”

“I was gonna get Snapped away anyways.” He said suddenly. His words shocked you into silence, so Peter took his chance to speak. “All of that was going to happen anyways. Nothing would’ve made it any different. If you didn’t take my suit, it would’ve been easier to stop Toomes but I still would’ve had the shit kicked out of me. If you weren’t on that doughnut, I still would’ve stayed. If you hadn’t convinced me to go to Germany, Mr. Stark would’ve done it himself.”

“That doesn’t change the fact that my dad lost his arm because he wanted to bring me back.” You cried.

“You can’t take the blame for that.” He offered. He wasn’t trying to seem tired of the conversation, but he was growing tired of hearing you blame yourself. As much as he loved you, he hated how stubborn you could be. “Doctor Strange said there was only one way we would win, right? So it wasn’t because of anything you did. It was fate, or something.”

“Fate.” You laughed slightly. “Guess you and I were fate too, huh?”

“Nah.” He shook his head with half a smile. “I did that on purpose.”

“Shut up.” You laughed, smacking his chest slightly.

“You know I can do this, right?” He offered. “You don’t have to do this if you don’t wanna.”

“Yeah.” You lied. “Yeah, I know. Sorry for- for freaking out down there and losing it a minute ago.”

“It sounds like you’re still working through everything… Are you sure you’re alright with this? With suiting up again?”

“No.” You laughed nervously. “Everyone expects me to fight, whether I can take it or not. Cause I’m Iron Man’s daughter...  I’m supposed to get up, y’know? Every time, no matter what hurts or how it hurts. I have to get up… But I just-”

“You went through a lot, baby.” He said softly. “It’s okay to not be okay yet.”

“What if I’m not?” You asked honestly. You had to hold back tears talking to him, now more than you did earlier. Your overwhelming emotions won the fight, hot tears falling steadily down your face. “What if I’m never okay?”

“When I got bit, I thought I’d never understand it.” Peter said gently. He suddenly realized this was the first time he saw you cry, the first time he had seen you so broken. He grabbed your hand, holding it tightly. His eyes were forward, looking at the Czech skyline “I thought I’d never be me again… But with a little time and - y’know - understanding, I started to feel okay. Things won’t be the same as they were before Thanos and the Snap… But you have me and your dad. You have your family, Y/N/N. You’ll be okay.”

“I’m so in love with you.” You said softly, softer than you had ever said any words to him. It made his heart flutter. It made his soul feel warm, his entire body alive with the sensation. It felt so different than ‘I love you’. Somehow, this felt deeper, more intimate. “I love you more than anything.”

“Anything?” He smiled widely.

“Anything.” You nodded, leaning your head onto his shoulder.

“I hope I’m not interrupting.” Mysterio said carefully, suddenly in front of you two. You were worried about how much he had heard, but you figured you had bigger fish to fry at the moment. He gauged both of your reactions, your silence and distant stare compared to Peter’s questioning eyes. “I’m sorry. It’s just that Fury asked me to come check on you two. He feels bad about snapping on you.”

You carefully wiped your eyes, not moving from Peter’s side. He kept a tight grip on your hand, your thumb spelling out ‘I love you’ on the back of his hand. You listened to what Beck had to say, not having anything to say in response. You were too distracted by what Peter had said, that things wouldn’t be the same but you had your family. And you had him. It was that moment where you realized that you didn’t just love Peter. You weren’t just in love with Peter. But you had found a home in Peter.

“Wait, really?” Peter asked in shock.

“Do you guys have sarcasm on this Earth?” He joked. Peter chuckled lazily but you ignored it. “How are you guys feeling?”

“Uh…” Peter paused, thinking of what he wanted to say. “I didn’t think we would have to save the world this summer. I know that probably sounds like really messed up but I just-”

“We’ve been through a lot…” You said carefully, watching the words you chose to say in front of Mysterio. “And now I’m here, with the boy that I really like and I was hoping we could have a normal trip, but that’s not gonna happen.”

“You’re not jerks for wanting normal lives.” Beck offered consolidation, sitting on Peter’s other side. “It’s a hard life. You see things. You make choices. People look up to you… Even if you win the battle, sometimes they die. I like you two. You’re good kids. Part of me wants to tell you both to run away from this, but the other part knows what we’re going to fight, what’s at stake. And I’m glad you’re here.”

“Yeah, me too.” Peter said with a small nod.

“But your friends.”

“I’ll get them inside.” You offered, clearing your throat and trying to gather your wits. “I’ll try to keep them somewhere safe for a few hours. And then I’ll meet you out there.”

“Y/N?” Beck spoke up, drawing your attention. “I heard about what you and your dad went through. I think it’s very brave for you to help us.”

“I’m not doing this for you.” You rolled your eyes, tapping your bracelets together. “I’m doing this for my family.”

With that remark, you slid off the roof towards the ground. Your suit had you covered with plenty of room to spare so you headed off to survey the area. The carnival was taking up most of the city’s center, but there was an opera house a few blocks away.

Being in your suit again, you felt safe. You couldn’t deny the comforting feeling of the nanites, the familiar feel of cutting through the night air. You had yearned for those feelings, for something that felt normal. For anything that made you feel like you weren’t limited. And in your suit, flying over Prague, you felt unlimited.

“Hey F.R.I.D.A.Y.? Any operas in Prague tonight?” You said, looking at the ornate building that you recognized as the opera house.

“How many tickets do you need?” The automated voice responded.

So, with Peter’s teachers getting the tickets and his friends accounted for, you met up with him at the carnival. You let him know where they were and that you told his teachers he wasn’t feeling well. One of them, Mr. Harrington, insisted on going to check on him but you promised to stay with Peter through the night, which wasn’t a lie.

“How’s the suit?” Fury asked over comms.

“Suit’s great.” Peter replied.

“It’s ugly.” You cut in bluntly, F.R.I.D.A.Y. having tuned into their frequency.

“It’s a little tight around the old web-shooter.” Peter joked, making you laugh.

“Parker!” Fury scolded.

“All I’m saying is that Stark suits don’t ride up like that. Cause that’s not fun for either of us.” You continued your critique, standing on a ledge of the bell tower that Peter was on. “Which is why he will only be wearing Stark suits after this fiasco is over.”

“Seriously, Stark?” Fury nagged. “Now is the time to stroke your ego?”

“No time like the present.” You responded easily.

“We have a problem, Boss.” F.R.I.D.A.Y. spoke to you.

“Go time, isn’t it?” You asked, noting steam coming from the fountain at the center of the carnival.

“Seismic activity spiking. Ned, Betty, and Michelle just showed up too.”

“Shit.” You muttered, gliding around the tower to Peter. “We have three problems.” You tried to tell him. Before you could explain, the Fire Elemental burst through the fountain. “Okay, make it four problems,”

Peter and Mysterio busied themselves fighting it and trying to keep it away from the bigger structures. You helped get people out of harm’s way, directing panicked traffic and yanking people from debris.

“I need a scan of that thing now.” You told your A.I. quickly. “This is gonna be the only chance to see what kind of a show Beck is really putting on.”

“On it.” F.R.I.D.A.Y. confirmed. A few moments later, she spoke again. “I’m not picking up any natural life. It’s like it isn’t even there.”

“It’s definitely there.” You commented, cutting through a large piece of concrete that was headed towards you. You saw Michelle heading down an alley, knowing you had to protect her and Peter’s other friends first. “I don’t know… Robotics? Holograms?”

“Could be. I’m detecting some electrical signals.”

“How is fire putting off electrical signals?” You asked out loud, landing in front of MJ. Your mask fell away as you spoke to her. “Are you okay? What happened to the opera?”

“What the hell is going on?” She asked breathlessly.

“I don’t know.” You admitted. “Where’s Ned and Betty?”

“Up there.” She pointed to the peak of the Ferris Wheel. You saw Peter and Mysterio handling the Fire monster near the attraction. “What is this?” She mumbled, picking something from the ground. Looking over, you saw her pick up a mechanical object.

“Got something.” An image flashed inside your helmet before Beck launched himself into the fire monster. “A flock of projectors.”

“A projector…?” You muttered in confusion. You quickly recognized the object in her hands as a projector. “MJ, it’s a projector! Holy shit. Okay, take this with you back to the hotel and I’ll meet you there. Do not lose this and don’t show it to anyone.”

“Okay.” She nodded quickly. “Wait, what about Peter?”

“What about him?”

“Isn’t he at the hotel?”

“Oh!” You remembered your lie. “Yeah, he’s sleeping but I got the call about this and had to deal with it.”

She nodded before running off towards the hotel.

“Put everything on Beck and his Elementals in a folder. Send it to dad and after that, lock it away with retinal scan entry. I’ll get it when I need it.” You told your A.I. as you saw Fury walk up to Beck and Peter.

“Sure thing.”

“There’s a void in this world for someone like you.” Fury told Beck as you walked up.

You stood beside Peter, your suit now placing itself back in its housing units. You waited, listening to what Fury had to say. You tapped your glasses, recording the interaction to put in the folder you were sending your dad. Maybe he could recognize the man.

“You two got gifts.” Fury spoke to you and Peter. “But neither of you wanted to be here.”

“What the hell did you just offer him?” You asked in disbelief.

“I’d love to have you in Berlin too.” Fury continued. “But y’all need to decide whether you’re going to step up or not.”

“The way my dad did, right? When he led your Avengers against Loki in - what was it? - 2012?” You laughed. “You want me because of my dad. Not for me and what I’m capable of.”

“Stark chose this life. He made you and him-” He pointed to Peter. “-Avengers. I need that. The world needs that… Or maybe Stark was wrong.”

At that point, you couldn’t hold back your anger. In one swift movement, you threw a hard right hook. It connected with Fury’s face, sending the man stumbling back into Beck’s arms. Peter quickly grabbed your arm and pulled you back.

The tears filling your eyes weren’t from pain. You weren’t upset or sad about what Fury had said. You were pissed. What you didn’t see was the way Peter was looking at you.

He still didn’t pity you, but he understood what that moment entailed for you. He felt that same deep, hollow feeling that came so quickly there was no way to fight it. He felt that when he was on the ferry and couldn’t fix it, and it was even worse when you and Tony took his suit. He knew what it felt like when you questioned yourself, questioned if you were doing enough. But Peter just couldn’t get you to see that you had met and exceeded your dad’s expectations.

“His portrait is everywhere since he managed to bring everyone back.” You began carefully. “There are murals of him on every building, in every city. Everywhere I look, I see him. If he made a mistake, he would’ve said something. Because unlike you, he’s not afraid to own up to his mistakes and do better.”

“You’re just a kid, Y/N.” Fury argued. “Your dad knew better than to let you on this damn team.”

“You have a problem with me? That’s fine.” You said firmly. “But you are not going to stand in front of me and tell me that my dad was wrong in trusting us! What I am able to accomplish because my dad trusts me is nothing short of astonishing. But you’ll never see that, because you can’t get past this absurd vision that there needs to be a superhero team at the ready. You want a team so bad? Why don’t you call the woman that inspired this whole thing? Call Danvers and have her lead some dysfunctional group of superheroes. Because that man-” You pointed to Mysterio. “-isn’t even fit to work for my family’s business, let alone try to save the world.”

“Come on.” Peter said gently, pulling you away. “Don’t listen to him, okay? You know he’s just trynna get in your head.”

“I sacrificed everything to save your ass and millions of others.” You kept ranting. “My dad and I nearly died to bring all of you back. And for what? To have you stand in front of me and doubt what my dad has done? That’s bullshit. Never disrespect my family and my dad's legacy ever again. Fuck you, Nick.” You spat before falling into Peter’s grip.

“Let’s get a drink.” Beck offered, nodding for you and Peter to follow.

“I’m not 21!” Peter called.

“Drinking age in Prague is 18.” You told him tiredly with a shake of your head, rubbing your eyes as a cover to end the recording. You were emotionally drained, wanting to go back to the hotel and sleep for a year. 

“I’m not 18!” Peter corrected.

“Just go, Peter.” You sighed.

“I’d like for both of you to come.” Beck added. “We did a good thing today. We should celebrate.”

You gave in to Peter’s gentle stare, letting him take your hand and guide you. You both followed Beck to a bar a few blocks over. You tapped your glasses as you sat at the counter, running over your information while Beck and Peter chatted. F.R.I.D.A.Y. showed you that every face in that bar was familiar, an old Stark Industries employee. You didn’t believe that every old employee would move to Prague and start a bar. At least, the faces that were real people.

“Sync screens with E.D.I.T.H.” You mumbled. “Retinal scan confirmation from E.D.I.T.H. first.”

“What do you want, Peter Parker? Right now, I know you’re thinking about it.” Beck pressed.

“I want to go on my trip.” Peter cut in. “I want to go to the top of the Eiffel Tower with the girl I really like-” Peter reached over and squeezed your hand gently, as if to say he was talking about you. “-and just be there with her.”

“But you’re not gonna do that, are you?”

“I have too much responsibility.” Peter sighed.

“I think we could make it happen.” You nudged him with a smile, to which he offered a bright smile of his own. “And if not on this trip, I’m sure I could pencil in another.”

“One without fire monsters, preferably.” Peter teased.

“What about a Stark/Parker family vacation?” You offered, your voice raw from screaming at Fury and all of the dust and ash thrown around in the fight earlier. “A little romance for us, a getaway for the adults. And a culturally enriching experience for Maguna.”

“Culturally enriching?” Peter laughed.

“Well unless she has a little boy toy to bring I had to find something for her.” You smiled lazily.

A woman handed Peter his glasses, saying something to him you didn’t understand. Beck asked about them, telling Peter to try them on. Peter was nervous for Beck’s response, the look on Mysterio’s face showing he wasn’t a fan. You were more concerned with how he could have dropped E.D.I.T.H. and not have noticed. How did you not notice?

“They look really stupid.” Beck commented.

“My dad made those for Peter specifically.” You cut in, trying to buy time for him to see what F.R.I.D.A.Y. was showing you since he had the glasses on. “I don’t think you’re in any position to comment on them.”

“What do you have against me?” He asked, leaning around Peter to see you.

You scoffed, looking over at Peter to see his eyes go slightly wider. He looked to you to confirm what you were showing, a small nod signaling he was seeing the right things. “I haven’t liked you since the moment I heard you speak. This whole thing is very convenient and choreographed so forgive me if I’m not jumping for joy that you’re around.”

“If I wasn’t here-”

“If you weren’t here, we wouldn’t be here either.” You smiled bitterly. “None of this would be here, believe it or not.”

You pushed yourself up, turning to leave. Peter was quickly behind you, asking you about what he had seen through E.D.I.T.H. from your links screens. You two walked to the hotel, stopping only for him to get out of the black suit. He didn’t ask about what happened before you two went to the bar, figuring you’d tell him when you were ready.

He knew you were still processing a lot. He also knew that Fury took it too far by even suggesting that Tony had made a mistake by making you an Avenger. You only wanted to help your family, and you never made mistakes when it came to that. You were probably the best Avenger on the team. There was no doubt in his mind about that.

When you got back to his hotel room, you added the video file and the scan from the bar to the folder you sent to your dad. You added a note saying ‘Please ignore my breakdown at the end of the vid. I’m good :)’. You dropped your glasses and your bracelets on the bedside table and laid flat, letting out a deep breath. You felt the bed dip beside you and saw Peter laying next to you.

“You alright?” He asked simply. It felt like the millionth time you had heard those words leave Peter’s lips in the past 24 hours.

“Do you think my dad was wrong about letting me be an Avenger?” You replied, tears threatening to fall again. Only this time, the tears were from sadness. You knew that your dad partly regretted letting you put on the suit, mainly because of the permanent damage to your arm. But before that, he didn’t seem to regret the choice. You always did good, right? “Was Fury right?” Your voice broke.

“Wh- Y/N, no.” Peter answered quickly, propping himself up on an elbow. “Of course not, baby. Tony knew what he was doing when he let you put that suit on.”

“He has done so much for me, my dad.” You began, staring at the ceiling. Different memories flashed as you spoke. “He has sacrificed so much for me. I guess I owe it to him - to everyone - to pick up the mantle as Iron Man.”

“Tony said he wanted me to be better, right? Remember that day?”

“Yeah.” You chuckled slightly. “You went home in Hello Kitty pajamas and a tourist shirt.”

“That’s besides the point.” He smiled. “My point is, Tony has high expectations for both of us. And you-” He took your hand in his. “You have done right by him every single time. You’re the better one between the two of us, but you don’t owe anybody anything.”

“Everyone wants me to live up to that legacy.”

“What do you want?”

“I want…” You thought for a moment. You had no idea what you wanted in regards to hero work. But you did know one thing for sure. “I want to spend whatever time is left on this trip with you. I want to be happy and make memories. I want to go to the top of the Eiffel Tower and...” You stopped, realizing what was the main thing you wanted. “Right now I just want you, Peter Parker.”

He smiled softly, inching higher to lean against the headboard. “You know, I kinda like when you say my whole name.”

“Oh really?” You laughed, the sad feeling in your heart melting away. Only Peter could make you feel better, even at your lowest. “You like when I call you Peter Parker?”

“Yeah, I kinda do.” He laughed, wrapping an arm around your hips and pulling you to him. “It just sounds so good coming from you.”

“Hmm.” You hummed happily, rolling to straddle your boyfriend. “I love you, Peter Parker. More than anything.”

“Anything?”

“Anything…” You paused, waiting for Michelle to knock on the door. “I’m not gonna lie though… It felt kinda good to have the suit on again.” You admitted.

“Yeah?” He asked softly, a proud smirk on his lips. “You think you’re gonna get back into it?”

“Not sure.” You sighed. “I just know it was the most normal I’ve felt since I came back. I love helping people, but I don’t know what I really want yet.”

“Y/N, when you jumped off the roof today, you didn’t hesitate.” Peter argued gently. “If that’s when you feel happiest, when you feel whole. It’s not something you should give up.”

“Does that make my suit a crutch?” You worried. “Maybe I’m too dependent on it as a safety net and I can’t be without it.”

“What was it that you told me on the roof before the Hello Kitty pajamas?” He pretended he forgot. “Oh! If you’re nothing without the suit, then you shouldn’t have it.”

“And you’re telling me this why?”

“Because. I met you without the suit. I know you without the suit.”

“Without my suit, I’m-”

“You’re Y/N Stark.” He interrupted. “I had a crush on you since I first saw you on TV, and that was well before any suit. When you came to my room to talk me into going to Germany, you didn’t have the suit. When you showed up at my school after fighting on the beach, you didn’t have the suit.”

“Are you trying to convince me to keep the suit or ditch it?” You squinted in suspicion, smiling slightly.

“All I’m trying to say.” He chuckled. “Is that you’re more than a suit. I learned it the hard way, but you’ve always known that. Your heart is what makes you who you are, and your heart is what wants to save people.”

“What if it’s only good for hurting the people around me?”

“How many times has wearing that suit saved your life?” He countered. His expression showing he was tired of the circular conversation.

Obviously, Peter was going to support whatever you decided to do. But to him, it just seemed like what he was saying was going in one ear and out the other. Peter honestly felt like he was talking to a wall, but he knew it was no fault of your own. After what happened last time you put on the suit, of course you’d be hesitant to commit to it again. He just knew how important having the option to wear your suit was to you. And he could tell that you felt that you didn’t have that option anymore.

“More times than I care to admit…” You mulled it over. “I think I do want to start up again… It’s risky, but I’ve known that. It saved me and my dad eight months ago, and I think that’s why I want to put it on. But, I’m just… scared.”

“The amount of time you’ve cheated death already makes me think you’re invincible.” Peter tried to lighten the mood. “Nothing bad is going to happen to you while I’m around.”

“You gonna be my hero, Peter Parker?” You smiled widely, tilting your head in admiration.

“I’ll be whatever you need me to be.” He said proudly, a smirk on his face.

Your phone rang in your pocket so answered it, not moving from your position. Peter toyed with your free hand while you talked to your dad.

“B.A.R.F.” He said when you answered.

“Barf?” You repeated.

“B.A.R.F.” He confirmed.

“Okay but I have no idea what you mean.”

“Binarily Augmented Retro-Framing.” Your dad explained.

“Oh! B.A.R.F.” You realized.

“The guy who worked with us on it? Remember him? Yeah, that’s who’s in the fish bowl.”

“Wait, didn’t you have to fire him cause he was-”

“Unstable.” You and your dad said at the same time.

“That’s exactly what those ‘Elementals’ are. Projections.” Your dad continued. “Also, you put the suit on again. How’d it feel?”

“Terrifyingly normal.” You admitted. “I didn’t think I could or would want to do it again… Tonight might’ve been the push I needed to make a real decision.”

“Which is?”

“I’m making a comeback.” You laughed slightly. “As long as I have you and Peter to support me, I can do anything.”

“What about your mom?” Your dad teased. “We both know I’m your favorite, but I think you’re gonna have to change sides cause she can’t have both her daughters being daddy’s girls.”

“I was born first so Morgan is gonna have to switch.”

“I don’t know. I think she’s giving you a run for your money.”

“Anyways!” You laughed.

“What’s he saying?” Peter asked from beneath you.

“Beck’s a fraud but we figured that out.” You told Peter before returning to your dad. “Fury trusts this guy. He wants to bring Beck to Berlin, help convince some council to form Avengers 2.0. Which means Pete and I are going to Berlin, aren’t we?”

“You’re gonna need Fury on your side.” Your dad sighed. “Take him the folder you sent me and then call me. I’ll show him what I can find in the archives and hope that’ll convince him.”

“Thanks.” You said as a knock sounded on the door. “Gotta go Pops. I still better be your favorite when I get back! Morgan is cute but she isn’t that cute! Love you forever.”

“And ever.” He laughed. “And behave!”

“Who-” Peter began to ask as you climbed off of him to open the door. Ned and Michelle walked in, the drone in hand and shutting the door behind them. “What are they doing here?”

“You’re Spiderman.” Michelle pointed at Peter.

“What?” Peter said softly as you sat on the bed with him again. You climbed next to him, leaning into his chest and placing both of his arms over your shoulders. “No, I’m not Spiderman.”

“I mean, I’ve been watching you for a while.” She said plainly. “It’s kinda obvious.” You nodded slightly in agreement, wondering how no one had caught on yet.

“I’m not Spiderman.” He insisted. “What makes you think I’m Spiderman?”

You had to bite back your laughter. Ned was sitting in a chair across the room, smiling widely as Peter was flustered.

“Washington?” She said as if it was obvious. “The fact that you disappear all the time for no reason?”

“Yeah, I was sick. Remember, I had the uh- The tummy?”

“Susan Yang thinks you’re a male escort.”

That time you had to laugh.

“Of course I’m not a male escort.” Peter defended, covering your mouth to stop your laughter.

“Then you’re Spiderman.”

“I’m not Spiderman. At all.”

“Okay, so what about tonight?” She challenged. “You stayed at the hotel claiming you were sick and Y/N was looking out for you. She comes out to the carnival to fight that thing and I saw you there, too. I mean, Night Monkey?”

“Yeah, who came up with that?” You cut in, moving Peter’s hands from your mouth.

“I was under pressure!” Ned defended.

“Ned!” Peter scolded.

“You couldn’t have seen me cause I’m not Spiderman.” He tried desperately.

“So Night Monkey and Spiderman use the same webs?” She asked, tossing the projector to the bed in front of you two.

As Peter and Michelle continued their conversation as to Peter’s alter ego, you toyed with the projector. You removed the webbing, allowing the drone to spread out and activate. It jumped from your hands, showing the Air Elemental swiping it’s arm through you.

“These are advanced.” You exclaimed.

“But there- there was fire and destruction.” Peter reasoned. “How could someone do something like that?”

“B.A.R.F.” You said with a shrug. When Ned and Michelle stared blankly, you explained. “Binarily Augmented Retro-Framing, but this version of it is paired with some sort of weaponized drone to create real damage. It was a partnered Stark Industry project, something my dad used for an MIT presentation, but the co-creator was a nutcase so we scrapped it. Dad cut him loose and now he’s claiming Quentin Beck, a.k.a. Mysterio, as his new identity.”

“So I am Spiderman.” Peter said quickly. “And we need to do something about this.”

“We can go to Fury soon as possible.” You said, leaving Peter’s embrace to grab your glasses and see his flight details. “You’re not supposed to leave until 11 A.M but you’ll miss the flight no matter what. One of them-” You gestured to Ned and Michelle. “-will tell your teachers you stayed and are gonna fly back with me. But we have to go tonight if we’re gonna get to Berlin.”

“I need my suit.” Peter jumped up, quickly pulling his shirt over his head. He paused at his pants, staring at Michelle with wide eyes.

“Oh, so you can be shirtless in front of M.J. but I’m shirtless to cover your ass in front of Brad-” You joked before Ned cut in. Michelle turned so Peter could finish changing as Ned spoke.

“You were shirtless in front of Brad?” He said loudly.

You waved your hand to dismiss it. “I had to cover Peter’s pants being on the floor.”

“This isn’t the same thing, Y/N, and you know it.” Peter said, mild annoyance tinting his voice.

“The fact that you have to wear that suit is the real issue here.” You commented, using your glasses to get a ride to Berlin. “We’ve gotta get to the train station. Next train to Berlin is in about twenty minutes.”

“Ned, call May. Have her call Mr. Harrington and tell him I’m staying with Y/N in Berlin.” Peter said as he hurried his friends out the room. You placed your bracelets on your wrist again, tapping them to suit up. The familiar feeling sending adrenaline through your veins. Yeah, you were ready to pick up where you left off.

“So cool.” Ned said in awe as your suit covered your body. “Wait, Y/N!”

“Yeah?” You asked, sitting in the open window, now fully suited and ready to go.

“Do you have like, a superhero name? Oh! Do you need a guy in the chair?”

“A guy in the…” You repeated slowly, wondering why on Earth he thought now was the time to bring that up. Peter offered you a look that asked you to be nice. You knew Ned was just excited and meant no harm, but his timing was terrible. “No, I don’t have a name and no, I don’t need anyone in a chair for me. That’s what I got F.R.I.D.A.Y. for.”

You leaned back, falling from the window to the streets below. You let yourself fall a few feet before igniting your stabilizers and guiding the swinging Peter to the train station.

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[mirkwoodshewolf]

Love for a Princess; Tom Holland x reader

*Author’s note*

Okay now for the real reason for all these updates, here is a request that came from an anon who wanted a Tom Holland fic. Thankfully I have written for Tom Holland before (hopefully soon I can transfer what I got on wattpad onto here cause let’s face it I love the boy and idk why I haven’t posted anything beyond the one fic I’ve got of his version of Peter when I know I’ve got like 4 other stories on my wattpad, I am sorry everyone)

So to the anon who requested the fic I hope you find it and I made some slight changes, NOT big but just very small changes but I still hope I did you proud on what you wanted and I also apologize for having you wait so long. Hope you and everyone else who sees this enjoys this loveable fic :)

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I was up in my suite watching Spiderman Homecoming for what was probably the millionth time.  I can easily quote it word for word but the main reason why I’ve watched it so many times is because of the newest face taking the mantle of Spiderman, actor Tom Holland.

Sure while I did grow up watching the Toby Maguire version and enjoyed what he brought, and watch the Andrew Garfield saga however his story got a little too dark and I hate to say it boring for me, a bit boring to me.  So when they announced that for the MCU they had brought in this upcoming young actor named Tom Holland, one look at him and it was like I was actually looking at the real life Peter Parker.

What he did for Civil War, he had me at ‘Hey I’m—I’m—I’m Peter.’ Plus you’d have to be blind to say that he’s not cute.  God I just wish that one day I could get the chance to actually meet him, however there’s one slight problem.

“My lady, your mother has rescheduled your badminton practice to 11 o’clock instead of noon, shall I help prepare you?”

“No thank you Niles, I can do it myself. Thanks for the update.”

“Of course your majesty.” That’s why.  See I’m not like other girls, hell I’m not like other people. I’m a princess. No really I mean I’m an actual princess, the Princess of England to be precise. My name is (Y/n) Diana Elizabeth Charlotte (l/n), daughter of Prince Brian and Princess Anita.  I am their eldest child so that would make me next in line for the throne should anything happen to my mother.

I sadly had to stop the movie because it was now half an hour till 11 so I had to get ready.  My maids twin sisters Brigitte and Brigitta came in and they helped gather up my bat-mitting outfit, shoes and hat.

“Here we are Princess, your badminton outfit.” Said the blonde Brigitte.

“Shall we help you change your majesty?” asked the brunette Brigitta.

“No thanks girls I can help myself, you girls take the rest of the afternoon off for lunch.” They curtsied to me but I told them, “Ah-ah what did we talk about?”

“No more curtseys.” Brigitte whispered to her twin.

“Very well (y/n). Just call us if you need anything else” Brigitta answered and the two of them smiled and winked at me and I thanked them before dismissing them. I went into my grand closet and stripped out of my normal clothes and into my badminton outfit.  Once I got on the shoes, placed my hat on and quickly raced down towards the badminton court.  

As I ran through the palace, I was dodged servants and butlers but nearly may or may not have caused some of them to drop some stuff like plates, or accidentally bumped into pillars holding priceless vahzes to which of course were caught by the servants and I apologized profusely before taking ff running again.

“Here I am right on time as promised and I—” I suddenly tripped over my feet and I saw dozens of people coming towards me but I said as I stood up, “I’m good. I’m all good it’s all good.”

“I swear (y/n) you are probably the clumsiest girl I’ve ever seen. Even as a child you were.” I heard my mum tease.

“Mum please!” I whined out.

“Alright my Princess, let’s see what I’ve told you to practice.” My instructor Javier said.

“Bring it on Javey.” I challenged.  He served first and I quickly went after it.

Practice went on for the next hour and a half and by then I was beat and winded.

“Not bad your highness, although your stance is still a little off balance on some of your swings, you’ve got to make sure to pivot your dominant foot before striking the birdie.”

“Yes Javier.” I said as I took a sip of water.

“But other than that well done, your strike is excellent and you’ve got good distance on you. Keep that up and you could go pro if you want to.”

“Thank you again Javier, same time next week?” my mum said and he nodded before taking his leave.  “Oh hey (y/n) guess what?”

“What is it mum?” I asked her.

“Well I’ve heard some news that for the next Marvel movie, they will be filming it here in London.”

“Really? Which movie is it?”

“The next Spiderman movie.” It was then I spat out my water.

“The…the new Spiderman movie…shut…up!”

“I do not lie love.”

“So that means….”

“Yep the entire cast will be filming some scenes here in London.” I then offered a crazy idea, I mean really crazy and I didn’t know if she would allow it but I just had to try.

“Can we invite them over for tea and brunch when they come?”

“Well…..”

“Please mum, please! I’d never wanted anything more than this, you know that!” She looked at me and she said.

“When your father gets done with his meeting I’ll talk to him about it. If he’s in, I’m in.” I squealed and hugged her thanking her repeatedly.

Later that day as I was doing some homework, (mostly political stuff because hell even royalty needs to go to school) when I heard a knock at my door.

“Come in.” It was then both my parents came in.  My dad had his usual stoic face while my mum looked like she just wanted to burst out a secret.

“Your mother tells me you wish to invite some of the cast of the new Spiderman movie over for tea and brunch.” His tone was low and authorative, and I knew whenever he spoke like that, there was no chance of horsing around.

“Yes father.” I spoke softly as I gave my full attention to him.

“Your mother and I talked about it, and she suggests that it would be a good idea for you to hang around people your own age so we’ll send out an invitation for the entire young cast members of the film.” I think at that moment my heart just stopped.

“Are—are you serious?” I as bewildered.  He nodded and that’s when I squealed in pure joy as I hugged him and thanked him repeatedly.  He hugged me back and stroked down my hair and I felt him place a kiss at the top of my head.

“But there are conditions.”

“I better sit down for this.” I sighed as I went back over to my bed.

“First, I will be there with you to meet them.” I nodded and he said, “Second, if I see that you and Tom aren’t with the rest of the group and see the door less than 3 inches open, then they are all out. And number……”

“And number three your father promises not to be an overbearing daddy bear.” Said my mum as she wrapped her arms around his waist leaning against his shoulder.

“We’ll send out the invitation once the cast arrives here for their London location shooting.” With that my parents left my room and once they left I squealed and jumped backwards into my bed literally fangirling out at the fact that I was going to meet Tom Holland.

*Tom’s POV*

Once we had gotten done with the Atlanta shoots, we flew out to my hometown of London. After a day of filming here in London it was then I was told by my manager that I personally had been given a special letter.  Thinking it was from either a loving fan or even my nana (since she still sends in letters, not really tech-savvy) but it wasn’t until I had seen the Royal cross and the special wax-sealing that I began to panic.

“Oh shit, Harry come look at this!” Harry came running into the room and he said.

“Wha What is it?” I then showed him the letter which bared the Royal cross and he said.

“Wow is—is that……”

“Yeah.” I answered breathlessly.

“Well what the hell are you waiting for open it!” I broke the seal and it almost felt like I was waiting my letter to Hogwarts and I unfolded the letter inside and it read.

To Mr. Tom Holland,

My daughter Princess (Y/n) Diana Elizabeth Charlotte (l/n) has expressed pure interest in the Marvel Cinematic Universe, specifically the Spiderman movies.  Having been told that the cast would be here, you all are cordially invited to Buckingham Palace to spend one full day with the Princess herself.

You are allowed to bring as many of your younger cast members along to join her for tea and brunch.  Please RSVP us back immediately once you have come to a decision.

Thank you and have a good day and filming process.

Sincerely,

King Brian Harold Harrison Adams (L/n).

Holy shit. The Princess of London is a fan of the Marvel movies.  I thought politicians and rulers couldn’t focus on anything but politics but now knowing that the Princess herself is a fan, it was—mind boggling!

“Well what’s it say?”

“We’ve been invited to Buckingham Palace for tea and brunch with the Princess.”

“Wait, you mean Princess (y/n)? The Princess (y/n)?!”

“Yeah. And she’s even wanting to invite the rest of the cast to come along.”

“Whose invited us to where?” Peeking in was Zendaya and Jacob.

“Guys, we’ve been invited to be amongst London’s royalty.” Answered Harry.

“No freakin way are you serious!?” exclaimed Jacob as he raced over and took the letter from Harry’s hand.

“I shit you not guys.” Said Harry.

“Okay wow this is…..are we supposed to wear anything fancy to the palace? I mean I only had to do a meeting royalty for the Greatest Showman but this—this is the real deal now.”

“It’ll be okay Zendaya, it doesn’t say anything about a dress code so I guess just casual will do, but if you want I guess we could do semi-casual.” I said as I placed my hand on her shoulder trying to calm her down.

“When are we supposed to go?” asked Jacob.

“It say this Thursday.” I answered.

“That’s two days from now.” Harry stated.

“So are we gonna go?” asked Jacob.

“I’ll talk with Jon when we get ready on set and we’ll see what he says.” Man I still can’t believe it, the Princess (y/n) is a fan of the Marvel movies and she’d like to hang out with us.  Somebody pinch me because I must be dreaming.

After talking with Jon about this visitation, he allowed us to have a late afternoon/evening shoot once we got done with our meeting with the royal family.

Finally the day had arrived.

Instead of getting one of our cars ready, a car sent by Queen Anita herself to pick up me and my friends.  As we drove down towards Buckingham Palace, I said to them.

“Okay guys remember we’re gonna be before royalty. So that means no funny business, no insulting or offending stances, and try not to embarrass yourselves.”

“Uhh Tom, I think you should look in the mirror and say that.” Zendaya teased.  I glared at her and soon we felt the car stop. We all looked out and even though I’ve driven past it most of my life, here I was standing right before the actual gates of Buckingham Palace.

“Spiderman Far from home party?” one of the security guards came up to us.  We nodded and he said, “We’ve been expecting you, right this way.” We were escorted throughout the large corridors, all the while I heard Jacob say.

“Wow. Never did I think I would get the chance to walk through an actual castle.”

“I mean I had to but that was just a set. No this is the real deal.” Said Zendaya. We walked for what felt like eternity until finally we reached the grand throne room.

There sitting on the throne were King Brian and Queen Anita.  Our escort then stood before them and said.

“I present to you, King Brian and his fair Queen Anita.”

“Your majesties.” I said as I bowed along with all my friends.

“Oh please rise Tom, you and your friends are no strangers to us. Richard, go fetch our daughter.” Said Queen Anita.

“Yes my Queen.” He bowed and went off to go get the Princess.

“Your palace is amazing your majesties…..uhh your highnesses….I mean….” Jacob started stammering before Zendaya kicked him in the shin making him cry out.

“Thank you Jacob.” Said King Brian gratefully.

“Presenting, her royal highness, Princess (y/n) Diana Elizabeth Charlotte (l/n).” Richard’s voice soon proclaimed.  It was then coming out from the side door was the most gorgeous girl I had ever seen.

She was in a beautiful lavender A-line wickstead dress.  Her hair was done in gentle waves and she wore one of those large sunhats of the same color.  It kinda reminded me of one of those old school movies from like the 30’s or 40’s when the actress would walk in wearing those big hats before revealing the beautiful face underneath.  She walked up towards us and smiled widely.

*My POV*

God I can’t believe they’re really here! Zendaya, Jacob, Harry (Tom’s assistant) and of course the leading man himself, Tom Holland.  They were all dressed up in semi-formal outfits.

“Hi. I’m so glad you all accepted the invitation. I’m a huge fan of the MCU but if I had to pick, then Homecoming if defiantly my #1”

“Wow that’s awesome!” said Jacob.

“Thanks Princess.” Said Zendaya.

“Oh please no formalities I hate that. Call me (y/n). And by the way Zendaya, amazing job in the Greatest showman, I literally can’t stop watching that film.”

“Thanks, you know I did all my own stunts in that right?”

“Shut up!” she exclaimed.

“For real I did, as did Zac.”

“Okay that’s it, you’re officially the coolest person ever!” She grinned and the two of us shook hands with each other.  Guess I already found my best friend of the cast.  I then turned to Tom and said to him. “You’ve been a bit quiet Tom, is everything alright?” He stammered but managed to say.

“Y-yeah. Yeah everything’s…..everything’s fine.” His voice even did that cute little boyish crack.  I smiled and said.

“I hope you weren’t expecting anything grand or different.”

“No!” he suddenly blurted out which echoed throughout the throne room.  He cleared his throat embarrassed and said, “I mean no, not at all. I mean I wasn’t expecting much I mean—” I giggled softly. Oh go he was cuter in person.

“Well, since you all are already dressed, I’ll escort you to the garden where Martin will serve us our tea and brunch. If you all will please follow me.” I then escorted them out of the throne room and out to the garden.

*Tom’s POV*

As we were walking I couldn’t help but think how much of an idiot she must think I am.

“Mate what’s going on with you?” whispered Harry.  I shrugged and that’s when I felt my phone vibrate.  I opened it up to see that Zendaya had texted me saying.

Smooth lover boy

I glared at her and she just grinned smugly at me.

*My POV*

We soon arrived at the garden where Martin and Chessie were serving us brunch and tea. The garden was decored with the finest silk streamers and the tea set we were using today was imported to us from Japan. The finest Japanese tea set we’ve ever had the privilege of owning.

“I hope all of this isn’t too much for all of you. I don’t wish to overwhelm you all.” I said.

“No, no this is great. Never did I think we’d get to go into a real royal palace.” Jacob said.

“And these teacups are so beautifully decorated.” Said Zendaya as she admired her teacup.

“Yeah. It was hand painted by one of the best Japanese painters and sculptures.”

“Wait so this was also sculpted too?” I nodded.  It was then Chessie came in and said.

“So what shall it be today your majesty.”

“Ohh Chessie you know the rules, guest always go first.”

“Right, right forgive me Princess.” Zendaya went and ordered some blueberry French toast, Jacob got the order of deviled eggs, Harry ordered some Egg and cheese hash brown waffles, and surprising Tom asked for my favorite brunch meal the Vanilla crumpets with cinnamon cream.

“So you like vanilla crumpets too?” I asked.

“Yeah uhh….my mum always made them for brunch when I was a kid and I just can’t stop eating them.”

“Yeah, my mum got me into these when we went on a business trip to Madrid. Ever since then I had it immediately put on the brunch menu.” Soon enough the food arrived and I asked, “So how long are you all here shooting in London for?”

“Three months?” questioned Zendaya.

“Yeah about three months. Just to get some of the vacation shots before we have to go back to Atlanta.” Answered Harry.

“So Jacob, Zendaya have you two seen more of the city yet?”

“Not yet, film schedules keep us on our toes that we rarely have any time to go see the sights. And this is my first time visiting London.” Answered Jacob.

“Well if you’re willing as well as with the permission of your director. I’d be more than willing to give you all a royal escort throughout the town. I can even show you my favorite sights.”

“Really you’d do that? Oh thank you your majesty. Uhh I mean (y/n), sorry.”

“It’s okay Jacob.”

“So (y/n), if you had to pick your favorite marvel superhero who would it be?” asked Zendaya.  I blushed and quickly looked to Tom and said.

“Well I mean…..not to be biased since the actor playing my favorite character is here but Spiderman was my first superhero movie I ever saw. Saw it during Toby Maguire’s movies, then I watched the Andrew Garfield ones, wasn’t as into them as Toby but…..when Civil War came out I—guess I found my new favorite Spiderman.”

“Re—really?” Tom asked. I bashfully nodded and I said.

“Yeah, ever since then I’ve been diving into the Spiderman rabbit hole. Reading everything I could. I even have some of the original comic books up in my room.”

“You’re serious? The Original copies!? Like first print editions?” exclaimed Harry.

“Mm-hmm. Got the as birthday presents. Didn’t ask for them but dad has always spoiled me like that. I—only just wish I could’ve met the creator of my favorite franchise. I’m so sorry to hear about him.”

“We never even saw it coming. I mean yeah he was old but every time we saw him he was—just so full of love and life. And now he’s gone.” Tom said solemnly.  I then reached out for his hand, hoping that I wasn’t crossing anything but I said to him.

“Yeah, and I have no doubt in my mind he finally got to see the Spiderman he imagined through you Tom. And—at least he’s now reunited with his wife. It couldn’t have been easy living without her with as long as they’ve been together.” He looked at me and softly smiled before gently squeezing my hand back.  God his hands were so warm.

“He even kept a picture of her in his pocket and he’d look at it every time he was on set with us after she died. He really did love her.” Zendaya said.

“I’d probably do the same.”

“He was a great man, and he’ll be forever missed. To Stan “the Man” Lee.” Harry said as he raised his teacup.

“To Stan “the Man” Lee.” We all joined in the cheers.

After we all had brunch I showed the guys more of the palace grounds.  From the garden, to the meeting rooms, the training facility (cause hey even a royal Princess needs to know how to defend herself) and the shooting range.

“Oh hey guys I haven’t shown you the best part, c’mon follow me!” we all raced along the corridors till we reached my dance room.  In here I’ve got practically every dance game known to mankind from the old school Dance, Dance revolutions, to the current Just Dance. The Michael Jackson experience, Black-eyed Peas experience, and everything else in-between. You name it, I’ve got it.

“Whoa!” the all choired out in awe.

“Welcome to my personal ballroom.”

“(Y/n) this is—this is dope. This is…..you’ve got practically very dance game that’s ever been released. Even the old machine ones that you jump up and down on to match the arrows with.” Said Zendaya.  I entered into the changing room to put on some more casual clothes that are appropriate for dancing and said.

“Yep. So you guys think you can take on the champ?” I bragged.

“Please Princess, I’ve got the high score on Just Dance 3 by beating these three losers.” Zendaya bragged as she tossed her hair aside.

“Well then, care to see who the champion of champion really is?”

“Oh girl you are on.” We slapped hands with each other and I got the game set up. I told the guys where to find some clothes in case they didn’t want to ruin their formal attire and let it get all sweaty. Zendaya came out wearing a black tank top with a pink heart on it as well as yoga pants.  Jacob wore a plain white t-shirt and khaki colored pants, Harry kept his jeans but changed into a grey short sleeved shirt and Tom was wearing a black basket-ball like t-shirt as well as pants.  I adverted my eyes so that I wouldn’t be caught staring at those toned arms of his.

I turned on the X-box 360 and went through the process of getting through the menu and both Zendaya and I signed in as a duel battle.

“Alright you pick the song Z-Daya.”

“Gladly your majesty. And don’t worry I’ll make sure to make it an easy song.” At that point the guys exclaimed as she had burned me.

“Ohh that’s how it is huh?”

“That’s exactly how it is Princess.” She teased.  She scrolled through the menu until she reached ‘Pump it’ by the Black-eyed Peas. “You ready?”

“Are you?” I mocked as I stretched out my arms and gave my legs a good shake off. Zendaya jumped up and down shaking out her nerves and I slide the screen to play.

I’ll admit, Zendaya definitely kept me up on my toes.  It was literally a back and forth of us either nailing the move or one of us missing a step or two.  Our scores were practically neck and neck but in the end she did end up beating me by 100. The boys were all cheering and Zendaya and I clasped hands with each other and hugged it out.

“You weren’t kidding, you truly are the master.”

“Yeah but gotta admit, you’ve worked me harder than those three chuckleheads over there combined.”

“Okay so whose next?” For the next couple hours it was nothing but dance battles. Tom vs. Harry, Harry vs. Jacob, Jacob vs. Tom, Tom vs. Zendaya, and every other combination you can think of. That was until it came to Tom vs. me. I was scrolling through the playlist until Rihanna’s Umbrella came on and at that point everyone but Tom exclaimed.

“DO THAT! THAT’S THE ONE! DO THAT!”

“Ohh god guys no!” Tom groaned.

“Ohh c’mon Tommy honey that’s your song!” Jacob exclaimed.

“Are you guys talking about the time you two were on Lip Sync Battle?” I asked.

“Oh my god you—you saw that?” squeaked Tom.

“Yeah, I didn’t see it live but a friend of mine showed me the Youtube link and I was….amazed. You’re a pretty good dancer Tom, and you definitely pulled off the Rihanna look quite well.” He blushed and cleared his throat and said.

“Okay we’ll—we’ll do it. If you’re game for it.”

“Ohh I’m game. But in the light of us doing this song, if we’re gonna do it….” I quickly raced over to my prop box and pulled out two umbrellas. “We’ll do it right!” I tossed him one of the umbrellas and everyone cheered.  I went back to the controls and scrolled through the list explaining to them, “Let me just find the one with the alternate duel battle of this song. That doesn’t have the umbrella in it.” After about 7 songs, I found it.  “You ready?”

“Let’s do it.” He said.  I pressed the start key and I got into position one.

I gotta say even with a whole different choreography than he learned the first time, Tom still knows how to work an umbrella and how to sensualize himself when the dance called for it.  I was just thankful this wasn’t a Lip sync battle cause otherwise I would’ve definitely lost.

*Tom’s POV*

Wow she was good.  She was…..she knew exactly how to keep in time with each dance move and it….wow she was sensational.  I swore I almost got distracted and almost stopped dancing because I just couldn’t take my eyes off of her.  If I didn’t know any better I’d say that like me she had dancing experiences when she was a child.

By the end of it all she ended up winning but I wasn’t a sore loser about it, I congratulated her on the win.

“Not bad, you still got it.” She said.

“Thanks, hey did uhh—did you ever take dance lessons before?”

“A little bit, mostly ballet but I hated it so I quit within a year. No most of my dancing comes from playing these games.”

“Well you danced like a pro.” I said.

“Care to go for another round?”

“Uhh hate to break it up guys but that was Jake. Says Jon wants us back on set within an hour.” Harry said as he held up his phone.

“Aww man but I was about to break my high score on Crazy little thing called love. And I was gonna have (y/n) be my leading lady!” Zendaya whined out.

“Sorry guys but we gotta go.”

“No problem, go ahead and change and I’ll have a car for you guys outside to escort you back to the set.” She explained but I could sense the sadness in her tone. Call it my own ‘spider sense’ but I could tell she was a bit disappointed in the visit being cut so short. And believe me she wasn’t the only one.

After getting changed back into the clothes we came in with and walking through the hallways to the same path we came in on, Harry pulled me aside and said.

“Alright when you gonna tell her?”

“Tell who what?”

“Don’t play games her Thomas, all day you’ve been making goo-goo eyes at the Princess. When you gonna tell her you love her?” Zendaya pressured.

“Whoa what? Love!? Who—who said anything about love? I mean yeah she’s cute but I—she….” Of course all three of them weren’t buying this and I sighed heavily and said, “So what if I did? Huh? She a Princess. I’m just an actor. I’d never fit in with her class.”

“Bullshit, don’t you know she’s been making the same lovey-dovey look to you. She does love you. And not just because you’re Spiderman dude, you’re a total catch. Now let her reel you in!” Zen lectured me.

Soon we reached the main entrance and walked out of the palace and there standing by the same driver that brought us here was (y/n).  We all walked towards her and she said.

“Thank you all again for accepting my invitation this…was the most fun I’ve had in years.”

“Thank you (y/n) for inviting us. I really hope we can hang out again sometime.” Jacob said as they shook hands with each other and he got into the car first.  Zen walked up to her and said.

“See yah later Princess.”

“See you Zendaya, and I promise next time we meet on the dance battlefield, I will show you why I am the champion.”

“I’ll be counting on that.” They clasped hands with each other before hugging each other and she went into the car.  Harry walked up to her and bowed his head.

“Thank you your royal highness for this lovely day.” He spoke with such a posh tone it was laughable, and (y/n) seemed to agree with it.

“You are most welcome kind Harrison.” He took her hand and kissed the back of it just to irk me before getting into the car.  Finally it was my turn.  The two of us stood face to face with each other and we both spoke up at the same time.

“I just wanted—” we both laughed nervously and I told her to go first.

“I….especially want to thank you for coming. I—didn’t think you’d come personally.”

“I maybe an actor but I’m not like all those spoiled kid actors that throw tantrums if they don’t get their way.” She smiled and continued,

“Still it—made me happy that you all accepted the invitation.”

“Thank you for inviting us. And hey if—if you have time to come by the set, I’ll personally see to it that you are given all access to everything. Just as long as you don’t spoil it.”

“Don’t worry I won’t. I’m not like you when it comes to spoilers.” I gawked at her which made her laugh some more but I didn’t retaliate cause it was true. “Well, goodbye Tom.” She held her hand out to me and I took it and we shook on it.

“Goodbye, (y/n).” she smiled before finally letting go of my hand and she started heading back up the stairs towards the palace.  Graaahhh! You bloody idiot go after her! This could be the last time you see her! Go. After. Her. C’mon Spiderman! “(Y/n) wait!” I raced up towards her and I quickly said as I gripped her shoulders, “I pray I don’t get shot for this.” Then I went for it.

I kissed her, right on the lips.

I felt her tense up but she didn’t push me away.  I felt her wrap her arms around me as the kiss deepened a bit before we finally separated.  The two of us softly panting and I said.

“God I—I’m sorry I-I-I-I just….it’s just that I….” she interrupted me by kissing me again before whispering.

“You have no idea how long I’ve dreamed for this to happen.”

“R-really?”

“Yeah. Sorry if that sounds creepy.”

“No! No not at all. I—it’s just when you first walked out it….it looked like I was looking at an angel, oh god that sounds so cringy doesn’t it?”

“A little. But also sweet. Most boys that I meet either just want to get to the crown or just treat me as a Princess. They don’t see me for what’s underneath, and I’m glad you got to see that.”

“Anytime. So…..are we….” I drawled out as I gestured between the two of us.  She giggled and said.

“Only if you’re okay with it.”

“I’m okay if you’re okay.”

“Okay then we’re okay.”

“Okay.”

“Okay.”

“Okay.”

“Alright this is getting old.” She joked which made us both laugh.

“Can I….get your number?” She nodded and we exchanged phone numbers with each other and I sent her a test text and once she got it, she simply replied with a heart emoji.  “I’ll give you a call whenever we get done filming.”

“Sounds good, have fun filming. Spiderman.” I smiled at her and gave her one last kiss before she turned and walked back up towards the palace.

From the car I could see the guys all giving me emphasized winks and thumbs up. I rolled my eyes at them but I couldn’t help but thank those guys in the end.  If they hadn’t gotten me to admit that I had fallen in love with (y/n), I wouldn’t have gotten the guts to kiss her and show her how I felt about her.

As I got into the car, I couldn’t help but stare down at her message and so I sent her a kissy face emoji along with a little message. That typical three word phrase “I Love you” MY Princess.

#tom holland #tom holland request #tom holland x reader #tom holland imagine #spiderman x reader #spiderman far from home #spiderman ffh cast #tom holland imagines #tom holland fanfic #tom holland fanfiction #peter parker #peter parker imagine #spiderman imagine #spiderman cast imagines #spiderman cast imagine

[nellynee]

FowlPlayAU (aka Miraculous Peacock Marinette AU)

Literally no one asked but I don’t care. An AU in which Marinette holds the Peacock Miraculous

This actually developed from a few different threads that I tugged on over the course of a few months.

I guess the starting point for this was probably the season 1 episode “Simon Says” with the very short but profound moment of understanding between Gabriel and Ladybug over the pedestal they both placed Adrien on and the subsequent really, really heavy handed comparisons everyone kept making towards everyone else about who resembled Emilie the most

Basically I thought this episode was the heaviest seed in the narrative of the parallels between Gabriel and Marinette, both fashion career focused workaholics who take way to much responsibility on their own shoulders and get obsessive to the point of destructiveness over their respective, similar love interests, and using those parallels as a point of interest in showing both Marinette's growth as she moves beyond that destructive mentality and towards regarding Adrien as a person and how Gabriel’s “love conquers all” mentality isn’t an inherently positive thing but no. *sigh* no, they needed more screen time for one time characters. It fleshes out the world,yes, but not the characters. LOTS of interesting long term threads were dropped in favor of broadening the cast to try and shoehorn that “kid superhero group” into the show that was originally tossed. Basically I’m saying that I do think Gabriel and Marinette have enough in common to surprise some people, including each other, and I’m a sucker for intergenerational friendships

The second main factor was the small subplot at the time of Gabriel suspecting Adrien of being Cat Noir. I got really interested after “Gorizilla” about what might actually happen if Gabriel did figure out that Adrien was Cat Noir at that point in the series (I have words about Cat Blanc, trust me. No those words aren’t “throw the whole mess out the window” because I actually love it. But many, many words) Going off the heavy handed implications that Emilie was the former Peacock, I thought it would be interesting, and in character, for Gabriel desperately analyze his son’s behavior as Cat Noir, trying to figure out WTF Adrien thinks he’s doing, only to realize that Cat Noir has some pretty obvious affections for Ladybug. This is unacceptable of course, but understandable in a “he’s a hormone ridden, teenage boy, and Gabriel was once too the same sort of boy in love with the same sort of heroin” sort of way. The obvious answer to getting rid of what is the only possible obstacle for his son’s cooperation (I was going off the pilot with the potential of Cat Noir as a Hawkmoth agent because of their familial connections) is to get rid of his affections, and since it has to be shallow, he’s too young and also Gabriel controls his whole life so it can’t be love, then all he has to do is shift his son’s affections. Cue an uncomfortable number of episodes in which Gabriel subtly inserts a B plot into his Akumatized villains by trying to push various girl together with his son in carefully controlled circumstances. Because this is before Kasumi, and again, those nice parallels between Marinette and Gabriel himself, he eventually after trial and error settles on Marinette as the perfect candidate. Thus, we get a series of hilarious situations in which Marinette and Adrien are pushed more and more into high pressure uncomfortable and intimate situations, losing time and ability to turn into their superhero personas as a natural deterrent to power creep and justifying the use of other Miraculous users a lot more. 

I saw someone comment in one of their author’s notes on a fic a long time ago that they hated the trope of Marinette being an emotional Atlas and my instantaneous internal response that that kinda WAS Marinette's character early series, especially the origin episode, and that a lot of the most prevalent fics were written in that time period, and that really intense response from me really stuck. 

Peacock aesthetic. yup, that alone gets an equal piece of the pie 

So yeah, if any of that interests you, keeping in mind that on top of potential sympathy and understanding of his actions, Gabriel is still absolutly a shitty person, then the actual (canon divergent) AU is under the cut.

The actual thing diverts during Stone Heart, in which the moment Marinette decided to become Ladybug for realsies rather than try to faust it off Alya doesn’t happen. Rather than deciding to put on the earings, Marinette distracts the monster enough they can get away. Alya finds the earings, and takes up the Mantle of Ladybug.

This decidedly marks a regression in Marinette. Where as Ladybug, and with Tiki’s constant assurances and influence, Marinette learns to work past her urges to take responsibility for everyone’s emotions, Marinette has now lost that constant companion, and has to deal to with her new best friend’s time being diverted

Cut forward to “Stormy Weather” and Marinette has fallen into a vicious cycle of guilt. The little creature had told her it was her destiny to be Ladybug. And while we know that the situation with Hawkmoth is not much different than it is in canon, Marinette is totally convinced that the only reason Hawkmoth is still around hurting people is because she rejected the call. That guilt has built into a feeling of impotent inadequacy that convinces her that she’s no longer deserving of the Ladybug roll, and so she’s both unable to do anything, and responsible for Hawkmoth still being around. 

The most prevalent of episode changes is Lady Wifi. It’s Marinette who’s akumatized, not Alya, and it’s a fairly traumatizing, but empowering experience for Marinette. 

The ultimate culmination of this is this universe’ “Volpina” episode, where, in the background of main battle events, Marinette gains an understanding of the suspicions that Gabriel might be Hawkmoth, and in the climax of the battle, believing Adrien in danger, she confronts him, confirming his alter ego. 

In a scene I have no time to actually extrapolate on, if your curious, just ask, Gabriel and Marinette come to a tentative understanding. He’ll give her the powers to protect his son, and she’ll actually have some sort of control in her life again. This akumatization takes the form of a faux Peacock Miraculous. 

This marks the first half of her partnership as an antihero with Hawkmoth. (and yes, I do have the mechanics of how he can akumatized more than one person at a time without Catalyst, which will be extrapolated upon request, but this is long enough already)

Again, I wanna draw attention to those Sweet, Sweet Marinette and Gabriel parallels. Gabriel, through half truths and carefully peppered moments of emotional manipulation and practiced vulnerability, attempts to B plot Marinette into stealing the Miraculouses. Believing herself to be at least somewhat in his thrall, Marinette allows herself to empathize with his plight, and they build a surprising, if strained, raport. 

After discovering that she is not, in fact, under Hawkmoth’s control Marinette rebels just long enough to have Hawkmoth take back his Akuma, and Marinette caves the next time Adrien is in Genuine Danger, stealing the real Peacock Miraculous and using it.

This marks the second half of their partnership, and Hawkmoth reveals that the miraculous is broken, and Marinette is now dying from it’s use, and that her only choice of survival is to help him make his wish. This evens out the power balance, at they both now have the same goals and powers independent of each other, but also ups ante. 

That’s the most tldr general of overview, with other more specific highlights like

Ladybug!Alya having to reach her own emotional maturity, her earlier stint as a hero leaving her with a much bigger ego in terms of how she perceives her impact of the morale of the city and where her priorities lie in trying to boost that morale vs her personal needs. Ladybug!Alya tries too hard to take notes from already established heroes and public images. She still runs the Ladyblog, Spiderman style.

After quickly realizing (after some confusion) that the Ladybug he fought Stoneheart with the last time is not the same as the one he fought the first time with, Adrien gets a big old case of the pining sighs

Early series Adrien and Alya are both not the type to value secret identities, and so yes, they do reveal said identities to each other fairly early.

They also can both keep a fucking secret, so it works. They are secret BFFs

After the first time Adrien is rescued by the mysterious Peacock Holder, he figures out that whoever she is, she’s the original Ladybug, and more and more ends up distracted and drawn away from fights by her, the perfect reason for Alya to have to bring in other miraculous users. (the interactions tend to take place on moonlit balconies. There’s heavy Pilot influences here)

Marinette does this thing where she spreads her fan when she’s startled and hides her face. Mostly because Cat Noir wont stay out of it. The miraculous’ memory means she tends to fan speak a lot. Symbolism

Speaking of symbolism, the character designs are rife with them. I know exactly what Peacock Marinette looks like and there’s a reason for everything.

The subplot where (inspired by the pilot) Cat Noir finds out that there used to be a curse on the ring that could only be lifted by a kiss from Ladybug (thanks to her creation/retcon powers). Cat Noir convinces (inaccurately) himself that his destruction powers can totally do something similar with Hawkmoth’s mind control now all he needs is to kiss the Peacock user and she’ll be free! She’s totes not a bad guy!

Yes, Marinette does get a different miraculous ala being an episode helper, and her emotions are complicated about it

And other fun tidbits. This got way to long but I’m more than willing to extrapolate on anything more specific that anyone is curious about

#miraculous ladybug #miraculous au #peacock miraculous #mlb #peacock marinette #FowlPlayAU

[timtimmersdrake]

A Red Robin Netflix Show Pitch

So I saw a post earlier and my mind ran away from me. I just don’t understand why Warner Brothers won’t do something with my boy. SO I outlined the whole thing for them, because I studied this in school and just spent half the year living and working next to the warner Brother lot. And maybe if someone else does the work they will finally do something.

So here it all is, under a cut of course because it so lonnnggg:

Working Title: Red Robin

Type: 30 Minute Television Drama, Multi-Season (Aiming for around 50 Episodes)

Style: Animation

Network: Netflix

Based on the Red Robin Comics of 2009 (Pre-52)

Series Summary: In the aftermath of the universe-shattering events known as the Final Crisis, Gotham City’s Dark Knight is presumed dead. After assuming the identity of Red Robin, former sidekick Tim Drake sets out to become his own hero without the shadow of the Bat to guide him.

Seasons Breakdown:

Season One: Red Robin: The Grail

Episodes: 5 or 6 (potential for more, if some storylines are decided to be more developed)

In the aftermath of the Battle for the Cowl, Dick Grayson has emerged as the new Batman – taking Bruce’s son Damian Wayne as his new Robin. Leaving Tim to discover who he is, Tim discovers clues pointing towards the unbelievable, Bruce Wayne, the Batman, is still alive. Taking the mantle of Red Robin and a decidedly darker persona, Tim sets out on a dangerous quest to prove that he is right tangling with the world’s deadliest assassins and their leader, Ra’s al Ghul.

Season Two: Red Robin: Collision

Episodes: 7 or 8 (Again potential to more)

Continuing his search for the original Batman, lost to time, Tim Drake finds himself joining the side of the Demon Head and works with Ra’s al Ghul as a new Assassin group arises: The Council of Spiders. Determined to take on both groups, Tim takes on the nearly impossible task of fighting them from the inside all whilst trying to keep his newly found acquaintance Tam Fox alive.

Season Three: Red Robin: The Hit List

Episodes: 4 or 5

Beginning to establish himself as a self-appointed vigilante Red Robin, Tim Drake begins his life as a Bat that’s no longer Robin. Establishing himself a hit list of his top targets he finds himself facing his own rogue gallery…one that may include the new Robin.

Season Four: Red Robin: Seven Days of Death

Episodes: 8 or 9

When Red Robin and his friends are trapped in the unknown world of the Unternet by the Calculator's fail-safe program, its Batman and Robin to the rescue – but which Batman and Robin is it? Tim is determined to destroy the villains' communications grid – but may hurt his allies in the process. 

Season Five: Red Robin: Finale (?)

Episodes: 5 or 6

Established as Red Robin, Tim starts to fight more personal battles that come his way. Ra’s al Ghul returns desperate for an heir provided by Tim Drake himself. Captain Boomerang, the man who’s killed his father has finally been released from prison and taking on a new assassin organization may result in only one solution, Red Robin’s death.

 Season One Cast:

 Series Regulars:

Tim Drake – Former partner to the Dark Knight, Tim branches out to be Red Robin. Lead.

Ra’s al Ghul – The head of the League of Assassins. Primary Antagonist. Lead.

Prudence (“Pru”) – Assassin in the League assigned to Tim’s side by Ra’s. Lead.

Z – Another assassin assigned by the league to follow Tim by Ra’s. Lead.

 Series Guest Stars:

Dick Grayson – The first Robin to Batman and former Nightwing, Dick takes on the Batman’s mantle and expresses concern over Tim’s health.

Tam Fox – Daughter of Lucius Fox intent on finding Tim, little does she know she will be brought along for the ride.  

Stephanie Brown – Currently as Spoiler, Tim’s former love interest and badass crime fighter.

Cassie Sandsmark – Current Wonder Girl, another former love interest to Tim who is concerned for his well being now that many of his friends have recently died.

Alfred Pennyworth – Loyal butler to the Wayne family.

Lucius Fox – Current CEO of Wayne Enterprises.

Jason Todd – In a flash back to Battle of the Cowl, Jason’s fight for the role of Batman.

 Because I know people will bug me so here are other details on cast:

Damian Wayne – Recurring Season 2, Lead in Season 3

Tam – Season regular in Season 2 and 4

Stephanie Brown – Recurring in Season 1 and 2

Ra’s al Ghul – Lead in Season 1, 2 and 5

Kon and Titans – Recurring in Season 2 and 4

Cass Cain – Lead in Season 5

 Now Jason isn’t in this show much because I was thinking it would be really cool to have him in his own show with the Outlaws. And do a crossover episode ;)

 Other storylines that the show can dive into:

Blackest Night storyline for Tim where he sees his dead parents

Origin Episode that tells the story of how he became Robin

An of his Teen Titan runs could be made into filler episodes

The return of Bruce Wayne of course

Branch out more on the Azreal Judgement of Gotham storyline

Episodes on A Death of the Family story arc

Cass Cain centered episode

Damian and Tim centered episode post season 3

Other things of note:

Animation style would ideally be similar to Young Justice and the DC Universe animation movies like Batman vs Robin and Batman: Bad Blood. However, I think it would be brillant to have his dialogue show up similiar to the new Spiderman: Into the Spider-verse. His inner monologue is just to good to leave out.

I’m to lazy to write chaacter development per season, but I feel like that’s pretty self explanatory. 

Of course Marcus To would need to be a consultant, that’s a given.

Seaons would probably come out twice a year, I feel like the Voltron release dates are a good outline to follow.(Not that this is anything like Voltron)

Last but not least a DC Comics logo with Red Robin theme to start each episode because damn it my boy deserves to be recognized like the other heroes.

And that’s all I got for the moment because I had no intention of doing any of this and suddenly here I am.

#red robin #red robin comics #tim drake #tim drake wayne #timothy drake #a red robin netflix series #red robin television show #I just did all this pre production writing work for no damn reason other than sheer stubornnes and will #warner brothers hire me #dc #batman