#sort of anti peter parker

[aelaer]

Alright, let’s take that follow up ask 😂

18. What are some tropes that others love, but you just tend to avoid?

Or something along those lines. Things you like/dislike. What marks the difference between a “good” and a “great” fic for you?

Whelp I lost my draft as I started this. I figured that's as good a sign as any to save this as a draft and review it a few times to make sure I'm critical of the *genre and trope* and not the individual writing it. And yes I think they're two *very* distinct things. And I'd like to piss off as few people (who aren't blocked) as possible while still remaining true to myself. We'll see how successful it is.

Cut cuz it got long and if folks click it thinking they might get mad, and then get mad, well, you can't say I didn't warn you. I don't like quite a few popular tropes in a lot of stories you see Stephen in. And I'll not hide my own opinions on my own blog. 😜 What's the terminology? Don't like, don't read? Yeah, if (general) you don't like strong opinions that might go against yours, don't read on. You've been warned!

Let's start with some of the most popular AO3 tropes, taken from the 2016 Fanfic Survey from Fansplaining. Here's the top 20 tropes across the survey and if I dislike it, I have bolded it and have a comment beside it. Otherwise I'm indifferent to it or I like the trope.

Friends to Lovers

Canon-divergent Alternate Universes

Slow Burn

Rescue Missions/Saving Each Other

Bed Sharing (aka One Hotel Room Left) Honestly I find this trope really stupid in most circumstances. It just makes me roll my eyes. This isn't to say that fics with this trope are badly written, I just... think the situation's really contrived. There's better ways to explore pining.

Teamwork

Fluff

Hurt/Comfort

Huddling for Warmth I only dislike it if it's adding unnecessary sexual tension. Like if you're in a perilous situation you don't need to talk about how omg touching him makes you feel things. It's like - dude you're gonna lose fingers otherwise. Characters, you need to shut the fuck up, this is not the right time. You guys can be romantic later. Hell this even counts for established relationships; characters getting aroused when they're in actual perilous situations is one of my biggest pet peeves in romance. It's dumb. (Note- this doesn't count if they're joking about it, joking is a great coping mechanism. I mean legit horniness as they're half-dead or something. What the fuck. Exception if the author explicitly lists being in legit perilous situations as a fetish in which case, good for author for that creativity.)

Mutual Pining

Established Relationship

Fix-it Fic

Isolated or Trapped (e.g. in a cave, a Canadian shack, etc.)

Missing scenes or fill-in fic

Everyone Knows They're In Love

Unresolved Sexual Tension

Fake Relationship (incl. Married for a Case and Marriage of Convenience)

Pining

Worldbuilding

Only 2 out of the top 20, not bad! Most are "take it or leave it" but some I like so yay.

Okay now for the next part.

On my Doctor Strange AO3 filtered page that I have up in perpetuity on my phone, I have the following filters applied to exclude (which takes off about 20% of all fics in the category from sight). Ordered from least likely to offend to most likely to offend others:

Non-English fics

Peter Parker/Stephen Strange

Stephen Strange/Reader

Not Civil War Team Captain America Friendly & Not Steve Rogers Friendly

An honorable spicy mention that isn't easily filtered so I don't filter it but I get into it below. It involves Peter.

Not English fics: With as picky a reader as I am, auto Google Translate simply doesn't work well for me. Trust me, I've tried and I was very sad when translate proved to be less than great. I wish I could speak/read all languages.

Peter/Stephen: I had to block this one because it was just coming up too much after NWH, but America/Stephen falls here as well (it's just significantly rarer and I can easily skip those fics). No hard feelings to those who write/ship it because they're, you know, fictional, but I'm definitely not a fan of the trope. Underage with two minors already skeeves me out, underage with a middle aged man and a minor is a big no-go unless the adult is framed as a villain in the narrative (and with luck gets justice served to him). But in the shipping sense this isn't usually the case in the story, and while some authors do a great job in showing it's not right/good, this isn't my flavor of Stephen at all. Even villain Stephen.

In the case the minors are aged up to be legal, I still dislike it. I find it incredibly creepy IRL when a person goes for someone who is young enough to be their child, and I can't separate that feeling in the fiction I read for the most part. The exception to this rule is when the person is like over 35 - by that age you know if you want to be with a 55 year old, and you have all that life experience. But there's so much growing done in the 20s and a lot of life experience that nothing but time can provide.

Finally, I find men in their 40s who are looking for someone (especially a girl) 24 or younger incredibly immature and, frankly put, the absolute opposite of dignified and sexy. There are exceptions of course, but my good guy!Stephen doesn't fall into that category. He's interested in brains, personality, and life experience, with looks being like, the 4th factor, haha, so no need for such a large age gap. Again, just skeeves me out.

Stephen Strange/Reader: I wouldn't have blocked it if it wasn't so prevalent, but it's literally Stephen's second-most popular ship. All respect to anyone who enjoys reader-insert fics, but I just... don't. The handful of times I've tried it I couldn't see myself as the supposed character because they were so different from who I am as a person. "Choose your own adventure" books that I read in my youth worked for me because I had choices in steering the story; that's not the case in reader fics so I'm left seeing "myself" doing things that I'd never do in a million years. That contradiction just makes me unable to appreciate them myself.

Big reason I don't have that problem with OCs is because they're not me, and so I don't have that weird contradictory feeling while reading the fic. They're another person so I can appreciate them as another character, especially if Stephen manages to stay in character within the story. But as romance isn't a genre I actively look for, I don't tend to look out for OC fics either as they're usually super romance-heavy as opposed to the romance being a side plot (which is how I get through canon char romances - if it's a side plot in the very long story I'll get through it for juicy plot).

Not Civil War Team Captain America Friendly & Not Steve Rogers Friendly: Blocking these two covers the majority of the stories that are not other-character friendly, and it blocks almost all Civil War Team Iron Man fics, so these two tags cover basically the entire gauntlet of that type of MCU fic. Ever since AO3 canonicalized those tags my blood pressure has lowered significantly and it's made browsing AO3 so much less stressful.

I'll say it up front: I don't think a fic can be good writing if it's written to be Not Team Cap Friendly. That's not to say that the writer themselves is incapable of writing quality works because that's usually not the case. But for works with that specific trope, I do not think that work can be good. A significant factor of what I consider good fanfic writing/bad fanfic writing is characterization, and the characterization is usually butchered in this genre of fic.

If an author chooses only to write this trope POV, all the more power to them. However, I think they are limiting their capabilities in choosing to ignore the grey storytelling the MCU brought to the story and are definitely limiting their visions by choosing to view these grey characters and their grey choices as black and white/good and bad with all the nuances erased. And because those choices are made, I don't think that the fic that comes out with those limitations can be considered good writing. And here are the reasons why, largely centering around characterization:

The only way these fics work is by making Steve completely OOC. I've seen writers erase all his leadership capabilities established in the first 3 films he was in, his ability to think fast on his feet, any sign of intelligence that is firmly established in the first three films he was in, and make him callous in a way that he hasn't ever shown in canon. I've seen writers make Steve unaware of email, I've seen them say that he never led men in WW2 (and isn't an actual captain), and most ridiculously, I've seen them say he was trying to kill Tony in Siberia and left him for dead there and completely ignore all his training in that if he wanted to kill Tony, he very well could have. (And ignore that T'Challa was there as well ffs - that's another rant.) But yes - this is all OOC to Steve's character. If someone wants to know why saying Steve trying to kill Tony in Siberia is OOC and thus not Steve friendly, send me a separate ask as I have a write up on Discord that I can bring here if folks want clarification on that front.

If you have to make other characters OOC to make your best boy shine better, I don't trust you to write best boy well. And usually he isn't. Tony is a terribly flawed character which is why he's so so so interesting, but Not Team Cap friendly fics are determined to erase all of Tony's flaws and everything that makes him interesting. For instance, I've seen Tony suddenly become an expert negotiator and politician, ignoring both IM2 and his lack of finesse with Ross in CW (this isn't him delegating the work to lawyers/PR people - this is in fics where he's the figurehead behind this because he's suddenly an expert political negotiator). Then in some fics Tony's suddenly a socialist, ignoring the fact that he's made his fortune and still makes money from his corporation and there's nothing in canon that suggests that he ain't still benefiting from the capitalist institution. He's *generous*, absolutely, and I headcanon he put in hundreds of millions into rebuilding Sokovia - but he's not suddenly a socialist. He's a rich white man with rich white man privileges and while he's doing his best to make good in the world, he has benefits that the rest of the world just doesn't. And Tony's still arrogant and it can still be hard to work with him and erasing all those flaws makes him just... not Tony. He's just this bland vanilla OOC caricature.

In a lot of "not team cap friendly" fics I see a tag along the lines of "actions have consequences". If that's the case, why the hell wasn't Tony prosecuted for making Ultron? Wanda didn't force him to make anything - she amplified his fears, absolutely, but he made the robot. In secret. And that robot killed a city. Tony in CW is rightfully really regretful about it - but if actions actually had consequences and Tony tried to get Team Cap like, jailed or forcefully retired (like he or his friends do in some fics), Nat should strike back and tell everyone that he was behind Ultron. IT'S LIKE EVERY CHARACTER MAKES MISTAKES OR SOMETHING AND THAT NONE OF THEM ARE PERFECT. WHAT A THOUGHT. And that's why that tag is not very well thought out. The tag ignores the stark (hah) fact that all Avengers have made mistakes, some of them major - and Tony's absolutely not exempt from that. And his mistake-making didn't stop after he became Iron Man.

All of Tony's friends ignore that Tony recruited a 15 year old to Germany and guess what? Pepper and Rhodey aren't Tony boot-lickers. They'd give him the appropriate "What the fuck were you thinking" language because yeah, that was fucked up! Ignoring that happened is another big item in these type of fics.

Stephen's personality is typically bland and he often has no life beyond Tony's in these type of fics. He definitely has no opinions on the Avengers that *differ* from Tony because him having his own opinions, or taking the time to form his own opinions from his own interactions, would be showing more nuance and depth than these fics want to get into.

Stephen's often petty and violent, especially towards Steve - and again completely ignores all of Tony's mistakes because Tony doesn't make horrific mistakes, oh no! I'd argue the petty violence is OOC, but fucking DS2 and fucking Waldron Jossed that. So if you want that petty violence, it's technically seen on screen, but that's a *Waldron* idea so... yeah. I don't know any big Stephen fan who is particularly fond of Waldron and what he brought to Stephen's character. But this whole essay is about OOC characterization so I can't argue that this is OOC anymore. Fucking Waldron.

Like Stephen, Rhodey and Pepper also lose their personalities and ability to argue with Tony because Tony is always right. Rhodey forgets that Tony is a billionaire and can easily go use a lab in Stark Industries buildings across the country, or go to one of his many homes that all billionaires have because they're *billionaires*, if he *has* to avoid Steve for some reason. Rhodey also forgets that Tony could handle this with the best therapist money can by if he can't physically handle being in a room with someone he dislikes. If Steve actually tried to kill him in a fic, please go back to the first bullet point on this list. An IC Steve wouldn't so there wouldn't be that fear of more physical retaliation because Steve wouldn't be trying to stop Tony from killing Bucky, so again, unless Tony tries to kill Bucky once more, the situation won't escalate to violence. But yes, in these fics, Rhodey would prefer that the civil rights breaking Accords that allow indefinite imprisonment with no promise of trial stand. He'd rather the rest of the Avengers remain fugitives with no home because he forgets his friend is a billionaire with virtually unlimited resources to go wherever he wants and to get the help he needs. The growth we see in his stance that came with IW after he saw the Accords' rollout just poofs away.

Pepper tends to be turned into a secretary again just there to help with Tony's emotional needs instead of a powerful CEO whose really fucking busy running a company.

So with an OOC Steve, it usually leads to an OOC Tony, OOC Rhodey, OOC Pepper, and OOC Stephen. And that is why I consider these fics bad.

There may be exceptions to this, but when I was still attempting the tag in 2019, I never found a fic under the tag that was an exception. I stopped trying the last 3 or so years. And unless you're an author who's written in that tag and you want me to read your story and want to try to change my mind (because you're a masochist? why would you want to do this to yourself?), don't send me those fics. 99% I'm going to find them bad.

I'm not gonna subject those authors to the above opinion because they enjoy the black/white world and they have a huge readership who loves that crack. And good for them! That doesn't change my opinion that I think it's lousy writing because characterization is 70% of my opinion of a fic. If you have all this OOC characterization in a non-crack/parody fic, I just won't have a high opinion. And I'll say it in my own space under a cut, but I'm not going to search you out anymore - I haven't since 2019 (early 2020 was the cut off). Writers have the right to write what's popular - and I can dislike that popular content. But it's a lucrative readership and if that black and white world brings you joy, then all the more power to you.

Important: Not character-friendly fics are different from Dark!character fics. Dark character fics acknowledge that in canon, the characters are written as protagonists and heroes, and the author is purposefully changing this. In not character friendly fics, the author is usually inventing something stupid or terrible (and often enough ooc) for the character to have done/not done to strengthen the position of their chosen protagonist, or is ignoring canon traits of the character to, again, strengthen the position of their chosen protagonist. This is especially seen with Steve.

Honorable mention: I dislike the majority of fics (no idea of percentage but very likely over 50%) labeled Supreme Family, *strictly* due to how Peter is treated. Let me explain.

Peter is an incredibly independent teenager living in NYC with his own friends and his own brains and solo superheroing the majority of the time. These fics have a tendency to erase all of this, making him overly reliant on Tony, making him act as if he's aged between 8 to 12 rather than 15 to 18, and erasing his connection to May, Ned, and MJ. His whole life is made secondary to be part of the Tony Stark fanclub and it's *weird*. Peter is so much more than his connection to Tony and fans of this trope sometimes forget this.

I'll give a real world example. There's a large age gap between my sister and myself, so I got to see her in her teenage years while I was an adult. She's smart, fiercely independent, and had good friends and extra curricular activities throughout high school just like Peter did. We had family dinner together on occasion but she wanted to be doing her own thing as much as possible. She'd text my parents for the "Hey I'm alive" check ins but otherwise? She was AWOL as much as she could get away with.

Peter may be less so, especially if May insists on dinner together at least a couple times a week with his form of extracurricular activities, but I cannot emphasize enough how Peter having his own life is so important to his character and him being around Tony most of his free time outside of school and Spider-Man is *weird*. Even if he likes him!

This is just one teenager in my example, but a staple of teenagers is finding their independence as they grow into adulthood. Clinging to other adult figures does not tend to be the trend with those who have a big independence streak.

Peter in canon is all about establishing his independence - and you could see this especially throughout all of Homecoming. His independence is integral to his character. And if Tony was his adopted dad in the fic, I'd say him always hanging out with him is doubly weird because, again, independence. It's a major part of most teenagers and it's very well established in Peter's personality.

So yeah. Fic writers please stop writing him like a 10 year old unless he's actually 10 in the fic. Let him live his own life in the Supreme Family trope. Let him go out with friends and do after school clubs and not go to Tony's lab after school every day of the week because it's just not him and his movies established that very well. Let him get annoyed at the tracking and let him yell at his parental figures because conflict is normal. Let him be a teenager.

(And as someone who loves Found Family, I can't emphasize enough how much that theme falls short if the characters within the family forget their independence and lives outside of the family. It's just no fun.)

So yeah. Have all these spicy hot takes!

#meta #so many spicy takes #if you get easily offended by strong opinions don't click the read more #the rest of the tagging is for my own internal sorting rather than tumblr algorithm #so apologies if some mcu fans who don't know me come across this #this post may not be for you because i do have some minority opinions in the space #ask #answered #mckiwi #fanfic #tropes #tony stark #anti fics #steve rogers #stephen strange #peter parker #strong opinions

[scarletspider2the2ndpower]

“If Death be My Destiny!” Spectacular Spider-Man (Vol. 1/1976), #227.

Writer: Tom DeFalco; Penciler: Sal Buscema; Inker: Bill Sienkiewicz; Colorist: John Kalisz; Letterer: Clem Robins

#Marvel #Marvel comics #Marvel 616 #Spectacular Spider-Man #Kaine #Kaine Parker #Scarlet Spider #Ben Reilly #Kaine /please/ #never before have I seen a bowling ball filled with such nihilistic bitterness #but beyond the ethical differences this also is a pretty good showcase of the differences between their characters #Kaine is resigned to pessimism (violently so) #while Ben endlessly holds onto hope (even if the end result is ultimately hopeless) #furthermore I feel like their characters as displayed here exemplifies how much they were products of their time #Kaine obviously has a lot of the signposts of the archetypal 90’s dark anti-hero #but Ben doesn’t escape the nihilism that plagued 90’s comics either #he may technically have been introduced in the 70’s but you could definitely argue that “Scarlet Spider” is a purely 90’s invention #and it shows #Peter (a Silver Age hero) may have his struggles but he for the most part holds onto his optimism and gets the occasional win #Ben in contrast holds onto his optimism for the most part but in all honestly I’ve yet to see him have any sort of “win” that lasts #but anyway don’t mind my rambling in the tags hahaha

[bitchyycapricorn]

Sticky

MCU!Peter Parker x Reader

Masterlist

Wordcount: 2.4K

Synopsis: Peter Parker loves to play with fun gadgets he finds around the Stark tower. Especially when it comes from an alien space ship. Which is exactly how you end up completely pressed to the ceiling of Peters room without knowing when you’ll come down.

Warnings: Smut!! Oral (f receiving), P in V, language, probably disappointing Mr. Stark

AN: lightly edited

Peter bursts through his bedroom door at the speed of light. “Y/N! Y/N!” Peter shouts, his eyes scanning his room for any signs of life. You peak your head out from under the covers, a small smile forming on your tired face.

“Hey Peter,” you mumble sleepily, snuggling your head into Peter’s pillow. “You’re home from Stark Towers already?” You hum groggily.

Peter shuffles over to his bed, plopping down next to your curled-up figure. “Mr. Stark helped me design new web shooters and-and I wanted to show you them,” Peter beams. A soft smile spreads across your face as you watch Peter shuffle around inside the black bag he brought home.

“Ah, damnit.” Peter mumbles pulling out some sort of gun filled with lava pink liquid. “I brought home the wrong bag. This is the anti gravity stick gun.” Peter frowns.

Your eyes shoot open wide, the aspect of an anti gravity sticky gun intriguing you. “Did you say anti gravity? Your smile widens as you sit up fully to take a look at the gun in Peter’s hand.

“Yeah, but we can’t you know…use it.” Peter laughs as he goes to put the gun back in the bag. Your hand is quick to stop his, wrestling the gun out of his grip. “Y/N/N, no, we can’t,” Peter pleas with you. “If Mr. Stark find out he’ll have my suit!” His words mean nothing to you in this moment, you’re too busy examining the cool piece of alien tech that Peter “accidentally” brought home.

“There’s no way you ‘accidentally’ brought this home, you were totally messing around with Tony’s gadgets again weren’t you!” A smirk tugs at your lips as you continue to examine the bright pink liquid.

Peter groans, throwing himself back on the bed. “Okay! So I got sticky fingers and was messing with some of Mr. Stark’s stuff. But I really did accidentally bring it home! I had two identical bags, one with the anti-gravity gun and the other with my webshooter upgrades. Bruce just walked into the lab and I got scared and threw the gun back into the bag and without thinking took off with the wrong bag…” Peter babbles.

“Wicked,” you grin, pointing the gun at Peter. “So if I shoot you with this…”

“No no, I shot a flowerpot to the ceiling and it was still stuck up there when I left, I was playing with the gun for over an hour.” He replies sternly.

You let out a small laugh “Oh, so I’m definitely sticking your sticky ass to the ceiling.” You’re still pointing the gun at Peter when he goes to take it back from you. As you wrestle for the gun, a beam of light shoots out of it and the next thing you know you’re on Peter’s ceiling.

“Y/N!” Peter squeaks. Your whole body is pressed up into the ceiling, limbs completely frozen. Arms and legs both slightly spread out. “Um, shit what do we do?” Peter looks at the gun again as if there will be directions written on the outside explaining how to reverse the effects.

“I feel like I’m not even allowed to be mad,’ You let out a laugh, looking down at a panicking Peter. “This is actually really cool, I feel so firm.”

“Y/N, this is not the time to be messing around, we need to get you down.” Peter’s face is pale and sweaty as he examines your body being pressed against his ceiling by some weird alien magic. His eyes wander from how silly your hair looks fluffing out, down to how nice your figure looks, completely trapped and unable to move. Peter tries pushing the thought away, hating his sudden urge to crawl up on the ceiling with you and experience what its like to make you scream while you’re stuck. That’s when it hits him, “I’m coming up with you, I’ll see if I can pry you off the ceiling okay?”

You scrunch your face up at his words, not liking that he’s making you come down already. “Come on Peter, this is so cool. See if you can move my limbs into different positions first.” Peter disappears from your view for a moment before he’s hovering… below you?

“Why do you insist on making things difficult by messing around?”

“Because.” You state simply. Peter rolls his eyes, gently tugging at your arm. Your arm easily swings forward before quickly being pulled back to the ceiling. “Whoa, do that again it felt weird. I feel like my whole body is ten times more sensitive right now.”

Peter pulls your arm again, it comes forward before reattaching to the ceiling, his mind racing from your words. He can’t help but wonder if your whole body is more sensitive. “We need to get you down now.” He urges, knowing that if you’re up here any longer he won’t be able to help himself. It was always a fantasy of his to fuck you on the ceiling, or high up on a wall. He just never trusted himself enough to go through with it. But now that you were already up here, he couldn’t help but feel the urge to start fucking you senseless.

“Peter, earth to Peter Parker,” you coo, trying to get your boyfriends attention.

Peter blinks, refocusing his gaze onto yours, “sorry, sorry I was just thinking.” His face flushes red as he begins to crawl down to your legs.

“You couldn’t have been normal and gone around my body? You had to crawl over me didn’t you?” You ask, watching has Peter’s body hovers over yours on his way down to try and unstick your feet permanently. “Your dick is in my face, and it’s hard.” You mumble, a blush spreading across your face now.

“S-shit sorry!” Peter tries to move out of your face by backing up, only to find he’s made it worse by dropping his hips too low and smacking you in the face with his boner.

Your body begins to shake with laughter, “Ow, I just got a face full of sweatpants dick.”

Peter freezes, hoping down from the ceiling completely. “I don’t think I’m getting you down.” He admits, his face was a brighter red than before as he looks up at you.

You let out a small hum, looking down at your embarrassed boyfriend. “Well, you got any ideas how we can pass the time?”

“I won’t admit anything.” Peter replies, quickly adverting his gaze.

“That made absolutely no sense dork, do you have any ideas or not?”

“None that I’m willing to admit.” He continues to avoid your gaze, focusing only on the closet door.

“You should come up here and fuck me then,” you tease, eyeing his still obvious boner.

Peter’s face goes pale, looking up at you again. “Does the gun give you the ability to read minds too?”

A laugh erupts from your chest a you goto shake your head ‘no,’ only to realize you can’t. “No Peter, I can’t read minds but I can read the message your massive boner sent me while it was in my face.”

“That’s not funny, you scared me. I thought you could tell what I was thinking and that you’d start yelling at me for thinking about how good your boobs look in such a dire situation.” Peter pauses, realizing he just admitted exactly what he didn’t want you to know. “Never mind, don’t listen to me ever again.”

“You think my boobs look good?” You beam.

“Stop.” Peter warns, feeling his blush return.

“Oh my god Parker, just get up here and fuck me.” You groan. Peter hesitates for a moment before giving you a small nod and jumping up onto the ceiling. He starts at your legs, repositioning them so your feet are pressing against the ceiling while your knees are bent. Once he’s got you properly repositioned, you feel him crawling between your legs. “Peter…what are you doing?” You can feel his hands grabbing onto your pajama shorts.

“Fucking you, like you asked so kindly.” A smirk settles on Peters face as he rips your pajama shorts down the middle seam, watching as they fall off your body and to the ground.

“Peter!” You cry, looking down at your now torn shorts.

“Well I had to get them off you!” Peter defends, slowly ripping your underwear off you as well. You let out a gasp as the cool air hits your heat, feeling your whole body flush under Peters warm touch, “Tank-top is next.” He smirks, tearing open the fabric to reveal your bare chest. The cold air washes over your, making you shiver as much as the magic would let you. Peter grabs your wrists, guiding your arms so they’re pinned above your head. “Is this what you want pretty girl?” He hums against your neck. His lips slowly leaving a trail of kisses down your body.

You let out a sharp moan “Y-yes,” his lips causing you to completely forget about your torn cloths on the ground. He continues to kiss down your neck until he reaches your tits. His right hand gently creasing the swell of your breast making you let out another moan. Leaning down, Peter brought your hard nipple into his mouth. Another moan escapes your lips as you fight to press your chest into Peters face, but with no success. You’re completely stuck, unable to move. Peter smirks against your boob at the attempt, continuing to swirl his tongue around your extremely sensitive nipple. “Fuck Peter,” you groan, wanting more than anything to run your fingers through his soft brown curls. Peter switches over to your other tit, giving the other nipple some attention as well.

The room fills with your soft moans as Peter kisses his way down your body and to your hot cunt. He pulls away for a moment, pressing a soft kiss to your inner thigh before dragging his bottom lip down your thigh and back to your aching cunt. His head dips between your legs as you feel his tongue slowly slipping between your folds. The tip of his tongue makes contact with your clit, gently swirling around the sensitive bundle of nerves causing you to let out a throaty moan. Peter’s arms slide around your thighs, pulling your body closer ever so slightly as he continues to eat you out. His face buried in your soft cunt, lick and sucking on your swollen clit.

A knot begins to form in your stomach within a few seconds and your realize just how sensitive your body really feels. The feeling of Peters mouth pleasuring you makes your body a shaking mess against the ceiling. Your limbs feel like they’re on fire as pleasure courses through your whole body. Pressing your head against the ceiling as hard as you could, you feel your orgasm wash over you. A sharp cry escapes your lips, your whole body convulsing from your release.

Peter slowly comes up from your cunt, a smile plastered on his face. “I see someone enjoyed that a little too much.” He teases, placing a soft kiss to your lips. You let out a small groan in response, your whole body still pulsating. You keep your eyes on Peter as he begins to strip from his sweatpants and white T-shirt. His abs flexing as he miraculously manages to strip while still on the ceiling.

“Look at my sticky boy,” you giggle as you admire the way the light makes his abs appear to glow.

Peter grins, crawling over, well under, your body and positioning his hips between your thighs. “I’m about to make you real sticky.” You raise your eyebrow at his comment, noticing the cheeky grin on his face. “You ready?” He asks, his hand slipping between your bodies to position himself.

“Mhm,” you hum, feeling Peter slides into you slowly. The sensation of Peter thrusting up into you is completely foreign and completely surreal. Your body bounces ever so slightly up against the ceiling and you feel as though you could fall at any moment.

Yet, your body stays put, allowing for Peter’s hips to snap up into yours. His thrusts are sloppy and deep, feeling out your new position. A sigh escapes your lips as Peter leans up to kiss along your neck.

“How does this feel baby?” He whispers softly in your ear.

A shiver runs down your spine, all of your muscles contracting at the hot breath on your ear and neck. “It feels so good Peter,” you moan softly, desperately wishing you could wrap your arms around his neck. Peter gives you a warm smile, kissing your cheek as his pace speeds up. His thrusts becoming more even and deep, fucking you straight up and into the cold ceiling.

“Wanna see a trick?”

“Trick?” You laugh, watching as Peter detaches his hands from the ceiling, leaving him on just his knees. He looks up at you with a smirk, gripping onto your thighs as he continues to fuck you at an inhuman speed. His nails digging into your soft skin as he hangs upside down thrusting into you.

You close your eyes, letting out a string of moans, loving the way he feels deep inside of you. “Fuck Peter, I’m close again.” You felt like you were on fire, your whole body overly sensitive to Peter’s touch and rough thrusts.

“Do it then” Peter grunts, his cock sliding in and out of you even harder. You push your head up into the ceiling, mouth falling open as another wave of intense pleasure hits you, throwing you completely over the edge. A scream escapes your lips followed by Peters name as you come down from your high.

Peter lets out a deep moan, throwing his body back up so his hands were once again sticking to the wall. You could feel his cock twitching inside of you, thrusting deeper and deeper before pulling out quickly. Hot spurts of cum shooting out and falling back down onto Peter’s stomach and chest.

“Fucking gravity,” Peter groans.

You burst out laughing at Peter’s scrunched up face. “I told you that you were my sticky boy.” You tease. Peter grumbles something under his breath and you let out another laugh.

Your eyes widen only seconds later when you notice you suddenly feel heavier than normal. Your body detaches from the ceiling sending both you and Peter tumbling down onto his bed. “Great now I’m sticky too,” you groan.

Peter smirks, “Told you I’d get you sticky.”

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[peterparkouryo]

the study session | 𓆩ᥫ᭡𓆪

𓆩ᥫ᭡𓆪

prompt; You and Peter have a "study session" for your upcoming test.

warnings: kissing, or making out if you will, it gets a lil handsy, but nothing TOO suggestive (ifykwim)

word count: 4k 

a/n: not proofread

You were very glad it was Saturday, but also very sad because you wished for nothing more than it to be that day of the week forever.

You see, the thing is you had an extremely difficult test coming up Monday, and you didn't try at all this week to study for it. The deadline was getting closer and the study guide your teacher had gave you might as well had been in a different language because you didn't understand a thing on the paper no matter how many times you pretended to.

So instead of completely giving up, crying, and accepting your fate Thursday, you asked the smartest boy in school to help you. 

Peter Parker, aka your sort of friend, and your longtime crush.

He was a friend of your sister, Michelle and he'd come over once in awhile to hang out with her. You'd occasionally hang out with them as well whenever you weren't reading, sleeping, or being an anti-social person.

With all those months and what not of Peter coming over, you two getting to know each other, you decided it was best to ask him for the help, plus you really enjoyed his presence.

Michelle pretty much knew from the start, before you even did that you liked him and she would sometimes tease you about it whenever she could, which made you annoyed at times, but you knew she didn't mean it.

The two latter people were currently hanging out, and your sister texted you saying that her and Peter were making their way back from wherever they were and that Peter would be here in time for your study session.

You had the house to yourself for the time being, since your dad was at work and you were glad because it meant you got to eat your self-made dinner in your bedroom.

The dinner was a simple microwavable noodles cup and some apple juice that probably was MJ's, but she drunk yours the last time so you pretty much didn't care if she got mad or not.

You were now sitting on your bed, laptop in-front of you as YouTube played in the background. 

The day was moving slow as you waited in boredom, sitting and eating on your bed. You wanted nothing more for your sister and friend to hurry up so you could study.

After a thirty minute marathon of watching random videos, you laying comfortably in your bed, the cup of noodles now on your nightstand, you hear the front door open, muffled voices entering the abode.

Normally, you'd go check out the noise, but you knew the two familiar voices all too well, plus you were way too comfortable at the moment.

Your room was dark, the curtains closed and the only source of light given was the glare of the laptop screen and the hallway light sneaking under the crack of your door, but that dim of light didn't last longer since your sister bursts into your room, startling you.

"Jesus." You breath out, quickly sitting up from your bed.

"Sorry." MJ sheepishly apologized, showing you a not so sorry smile.

"There's food in the kitchen, also Peter's waiting for you in the living room." Your sister tells you, running a hand through her already curly hair.

You two didn't really look alike. She had more defined features, and you didn't, her hair being more curly than yours. On occasions yours would be curly too, but unfortunately it was more wavy, not that there was anything wrong with that. You never really compared yourself to her considering you two were exactly alike, personality wise. MJ never had a reason to make you feel jealous of her either, she always included you in anything if you were up to it. She also never had a reason to feel jealous of you, so you were really glad you had that special bond with her.

MJ knew all your secrets, you knew all hers, so if you needed a shoulder to cry on, you know who yo go to.

"I already ate, and you can tell him to come in here instead." You tell her, pausing the YouTube video as you reached for the cup of noodles on your nightstand before gesturing it for her to take it.

"No way. I'm not your maid and no boys in your bedroom." MJ stated, giving you a firm look.

"How come he's allowed in yours?" You ask with a pout, getting up from your bed in defeat.

"Because, I'm not the one with a crush on him." She tells you, showing you a smile.

You roll your eyes, shoving her out the way as you make your way to the kitchen to throw away your mess.

"Hey Peter." You greet him, walking past the living room as you made your way into the kitchen.

Since your apartment was small, the kitchen was right next to the living room, well not really, it was more like one of those apartments that had the open counter space that could see into the living room, but nevertheless you could still enter the kitchen through the living room without having to go through doors, or down some stairs.

"Hi, Y/N." You hear the brown haired boy greet back.

When you throw away your cup of noodles and put the silver utensil in the sink, you exit the kitchen and make your way into the living room, sitting on the small couch, where Peter currently resided on.

"You ready to help me study?" You question, watching the boy for a few seconds before turning your gaze to the TV. It was the news, the anchor talking about the robbery that took place and how your Queens' hero, Spider-Man managed to stop it once again.

"Um, uh, yeah!" Peter stammered, putting the TV on mute.

"Okay, we can study in my room, since all my stuff is in there anyhow." You tell him, standing up just as quickly as you sat down, before holding your hand out to help him up.

He took your hand, and you didn't fail to notice how sweaty it was, but you decide not to say anything as you two make your way into your bedroom.

You let go of his hand, hearing the door quietly close behind you as you go over to your desk area and grab the pre calculus papers before handing them to Peter, who now sat on your bed.

"Pre calculus?" Peter asked, a little bewildered.

"Mhm." You hum, taking a seat next to him, his body heat radiating off him and onto your skin.

You watch as Peter clenches his jaw, the same jaw that could cut diamonds, as his eyes study over the review and you wanted to just kiss him, but it took every fibre in your body not to.

"This seems doable, and easy." Peter says, turning his head to look at you with his brown eyes.

Those eyes always made you melt into a puddle, and yes they're such a common eye colour to have, but Peter's seemed more full of life, innocent and brighter. You know Peter doesn't have the most happy go live, and neither do you, but when you stare into those eyes that you swear gets brighter everyday, you forget about how messed up the world truly is. 

"Y/N?" A voice questioned with concern.

You blink out of your trance, before properly looking at the boy next to you.

"Oh, sorry, what did you say?" You ask with a little embarrassment.

"I asked if you were ready to start reviewing, but if you need some time, I can wait." Peter states, showing an understanding smile.

As if you needed a break. The only thing you needed was him, and his smile.

"Oh, no it's fine, I'm ready." You lied, retorting his smile, but yours was a little less more understanding.

"You sure?" He quizzed again.

This time, you nod.

"Okay." Peter sighs, letting his gaze linger on the paper in his hands.

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After what seemed like the longest review ever, you and Peter decide to take a break, a snack break to be exact.

MJ was no where to be found, probably in her room lost in one of her many books, so you and Peter just decided to raid the snacks before she could notice.

"Have you ever had hickory sticks?" You question, examining the potato sticks bag curiously.

"Hickory what?" Peter asks, with a hint of amusement in his voice.

"Hickory sticks." You repeat, turning around to show him the Canadian snack.

The snack isn't sold in America, but when you, your sister and dad decided to take a family vacation to Toronto, Canada, you made sure to be the most tourist person there and bought pretty much anything you could afford, including the hickory sticks.

"Where'd you find those?" He questioned, making his way over to you with a confused expression.

"I bought like three or four bags of these when we went to Canada." You inform him with a shrug, handing him the bag so he can take a look.

Peter hums out a reply, intently looking over the bag.

"Y/N, these are expired." He tells you, before handing the snack back to you.

"What? No, it's not." You argue, before looking for the expire date.

And he was right, they were expired. They've been expired for about two weeks now.

"Oh..." You say in defeat, putting the bag on the counter.

"We could just make a sandwich." Peter suggests, putting a reassuring hand on your shoulder.

Sure, the touch was simple, but it sent a whole blazing fire throughout your body, your heart beat quickened, and you prayed to god that Peter couldn't hear how loud it was.

You had always thought about telling him how you felt, but the timing just never was right, plus you were sure he didn't feel the same way since he showed no signs of ever seeing you more than just his friend's sister.

You nod at his suggestion and before you knew it, you two were making sandwiches.

-----

After snack time, you made your way back int your room to study some more, which you dreaded, because studying is never fun, but somehow Peter makes it better.

"You know, it's not really that hard." Peter tries to reassure, the two of you now laying on your tummies, on your bed.

"Says the math expert." You grumble, not understanding how to do inverse functions.

"C'mon, Y/N. I promise, it's easy." He tries to encourage.

"It's not." You argue, looking at him with a frustrated expression.

"Who needs inverse functions to be a writer anyway?!" You exclaim and it does nothing but make Peter chuckle.

"All you have to do is switch the x and y variables in the function, right?" Peter tells you, looking over your face with such intent you could almost die at his gaze.

"Then, solve for y, like we've been doing." He finishes quietly.

You nod, watching as he flickered his eyes from yours to your lips, you doing the same.

"Was that even english?" You ask, not understanding a single thing he said. Mainly because, yeah you actually didn't understand it and also because of the way he was staring at you.

"I hope so." Peter whispered, his eyes now fully focused on your lips for whatever reason that may be, but you weren't complaining.

"Well, if it was I still don't understand." You say, breaking the tension, letting out a noise you hope was a chuckle, but probably not.

"What if we just take a break? We've been studying for what, like two hours?" Peter suggested, sitting up from his laying position, you doing the same.

You agreed on his suggestion, despite the two of you already taking a break, but that was more like a snack break not a break break where the two of you just talked about anything you could talk about.

"So, you should try out for decathlon." Peter says with a smile, sitting across from you now.

"Why?" You question him, raising an eyebrow.

You were genuinely curious as to why Peter would suggest you join the decathlon team considering he never attends those meetings and the club is never really lucky when it comes to going on trips, such as the Washington D.C incident MJ had explained to you in full detail since the news wasn't really any help.

"Despite math being one of the main major subjects, I think you'd be a great addition to the team." He countered, nodding his head, which you found quite adorable.

"Did MJ put you up to this?" You quiz him, narrowing your eyes at him suspiciously.

MJ was known for being the quiet and observant type of girl (hence, where you got half you personality from), and she's so observant that she never fails to notice every small and different detail of anyone's behaviour. It's something you picked up on growing up with her, so when Peter suggested you joining the team, you noticed the waver of his voice and how nervous it sounded when asking you.

Your sister also always bugged you about joining the team since it lacked most members, and now that she was the captain, you really had it the hard way with her.

"What? No, I really think you should join." Peter argued, shaking his head as if it'll change your suspicion.

It didn't convince you, because Peter wasn't really as engaged with the team like he used to be, so it made it that much more obvious MJ had asked him to try and convince you to join.

"Prove it." You state, eyes intently boring into his.

Even if Peter somehow did find a way to "convince" you, you probably would still say no, since you had no interest in it anyhow. 

"Prove what?" He asked, tilting his head in confusion.

"That these are your own words, and not hers." You explained.

Peter lets out a sigh in defeat, causing you to chuckle in victory. Before you could open your mouth with an "I told you so" quip, the boy leans forward, his hands sneaking their way to both sides of your head, giving you a quick chaste kiss.

To say confusion was the emotion you felt would be an understatement. Why had Peter just did that? You had no clue, which left your cheeks a blushing mess, mouth slightly agape.

"You..." You started, about to tell him what he just did, but he cuts you off.

"Listen, before you yell at me, or anything much more violent than that, I just need you to know that your sister didn't put me up to convincing you to join the team." Peter starts off.

"I actually think you would make a great team member, even though you're not a people person." He continued, and you were once again about to say something, but he wasn't finished just yet.

"I know that me kissing you had nothing to do with wanting you on the team, but I just really like you..." Peter finally finished (at least you hope so), looking at you with a sheepish smile, fiddling with his hands nervously.

Your eyes widen, practically almost out of their sockets at his confession. Peter liked you? Or, likes you. Never in a million years would you had thought the boy would ever admit something like that. You had always thought it'd be you, and then you'd get shut down because you knew Peter could never see you as more than just a friend, but right now you were beaming with happiness at his disclosure.

"I-, you, really?" You ask, not being able to form a proper sentence, a smile breaking out on your face uncontrollably, probably making you look a little weird.

"Well, yeah. What's not to like? You're funny, smart and like really...pretty." Peter says, mumbling the last word at the end, which you did hear.

"So being really pretty makes me likeable?" You jokingly questioned, furrowing your eyebrows in confusion.

Peter eyes goes really wide, making you have to fight back a laugh as he eagerly shakes his head.

"No, I mean like, you know, you-" Peter stuttered, having a really hard time trying to explain himself.

You obviously felt bad, but it was something so funny about seeing the boy get flustered at your joke.

"I'm kidding." You tell him with a laugh.

"You're really pretty too." You retort, watching his mouth turn upward into a smile, the kind of smile that made his eyes crinkle.

"Yeah?" He asked, his smile soften as you nodded.

"Mhm, also funny and smart as well." You add with your own smile that never really left your face.

You two stare at each other for god knows how long, kind of enjoying the sweet, comfortable aura you always felt when around each-other.

You thought back to how at first you thought Peter could never see you more than just his friend's little sister, but maybe he was really good at hiding things, well sort of.

"Can I kiss you again?" Peter quietly asks, his eyes slowly trailing from yours to your lips.

You eagerly nodded, how could you say no to that?

Peter once again leans toward you this time putting one hand on one side of your face as the other held his weight on your clothed thigh, you on the other hand had put both hands securely on his shoulders, before both your lips finally met.

It was like a euphoric feeling, the taste of his lips being intoxicating. It was the type of taste that was flavoured like honey, but not just basic sweet honey, honey mixed with tea. Yeah, he definitely had the sweet and unique type of lips.

You two continue to explore each others mouth, trying to mould out the taste of it, Peter shifting you two into a much more comfortable position, you now laying on your back as Peter now hovered over you, his hand now cupping your jaw, while his arm held your waist. You now had one of your hands on the nape of his neck, playing with his small curls as the other was flat on his chest that you were certain was a little more toned than you imagined.

You weren't really experienced in the kissing department, and you couldn't say neither was Peter, because he and your sister had shared that they were each-other's first kiss and it didn't bother you at the time, considering you barely knew him when MJ had told you.

MJ also made it clear to you when she somehow found out that you liked him that she never once had a crush on him and also explained that she just wanted someone, anyone really to be her first kiss.

And you were glad Peter was yours, he was extremely good at what he was doing.

As if he could hear your thoughts, he removed his lips from yours, causing you to open your eyes, only to be greeted with his.

"You're really good at that." Peter whispers, his eyes never leaving yours.

You hum, smiling at his words just as he gives your cheek a peck.

"Ditto." You breathe out, closing your eyes as Peter continues leaving pecks all over your face.

Then, he leaves a trail of pecks down your right cheek, slowly gliding his jabbed kisses to your neck.

You let out a keened noise at how his lips touched the sensitive spot of your neck and you couldn't help but think of how he really was good at what he was doing, he didn't even have to try.

"Peter.." You managed, sighing in content as Peter continued kissing or sucking on areas of your neck, probably leaving marks as he did.

The brown haired boy hums out a response, his sneaky fingers playing with the hem of your shirt, teasing his way to your bare hip.

His lips detach from your neck, eyes examining yours, while his fingers slightly tickle your hip.

"You're really good at that." You retort Peter's words from earlier, staring at him with a smile before pecking his lips.

You try to pull away but his lips chase yours into yet another kiss, it quickly turning into another make out session, or at least a semi-one.

You hear your sister clear her throat, causing you and the boy above, scramble from the position you once were in.

MJ looks in-between the both of you, watching as you two calm down from your hot and heavy breathing, the flustered faces turning even more red at the extent of being caught.

"Is this how you losers study?" She asked, raising an eyebrow at the both of you.

"It-, we were just..." You tried to lie, but there obviously was no point in doing so.

"Whatever, just don't let dad find out." MJ waved off, closing your door but only leaves it open about two or three inches wide.

You can see through the crack of your door that your sister goes back toward the way of her room, relieved she didn't hit you with any third degree threats, or even scolded Peter for making out with her little sister, which now that you think about it, she probably didn't want to have that image in her head, which is why she left it alone.

You then run a hand through your hair, turning your head to look at a still flustered Peter.

"You okay?" You ask him, watching the boy nod as soon as he hears the question.

"Yeah, I'm fine." He reassures, looking at you with a small smile.

Now that it was clear you both really liked each other, you wondered if maybe he'd ask you on a date, or if you would have to.

"So, um...now what?" Peter asks the question you were thinking, scratching his cheek nervously.

You shrug your response, thinking about nothing, really.

There was a moment of silence, the two of you both just sitting there and thinking, you thinking about the previous make out session and god knows what Peter was thinking about. 

"Would it be okay if I, umm.." Peter starts, looking down at his hands that were slightly shaking, probably due to his nervousness that you could practically feel radiating off him.

"I don't know, like asked you...on a date?" He finished unsurely, and you could swear you felt your heart do a somersault.

"Yeah, that's fine." You say, taking a hold of one of his hands, seeing Peter beam at you with a excited grin.

"Really?" He exclaimed happily as you giggle at his cheery face.

"Yeah." You say again, sort of biting the bottom of your lip as you smiled.

"Okay, cool." Peter nodded as he went over the many possible ideas of where to take you out on a date.

You thought now was the perfect time to ask.

"Are you gonna swing us on our first date or is it going to be a normal one?" You questioned, watching Peter look at you in confusion and fear.

You figured that would be his reaction, looking at you as if you had three heads, and wondering how on earth did you know about his secret identify.

It didn't take a genius to figure it out. You started to notice how weird he acted in school, plus the observed conversations you had with MJ about how he quit most of the after school activities or curriculums he was in.

There was much more to it, but that was a whole other story for another time.

"Wha-, swing? I don't know what you're talking about." Peter tried to laugh off, looking at you as if you were the crazy one.

"You know, use your webs from your suit to swing us anywhere." You explained, making hand gestures to demonstrate.

"Y/N, I have no idea what you're talking about." Peter argued, shaking his head to try and wave off the topic.

"Okay, so you're telling me you don't sneak off every now and then to be a hero to Queens?" You ask him, raising an eyebrow.

"No."

"So, you leaving at the most inconvenient times is just a coincidence?"

"Yes."

"Peter."

"What?"

"Just admit that you're the spider boy." You say, sighing and calling him the wrong name on purpose.

"Hey! It's Spider-Man, not boy." Peter defended, unknowingly proving your point.

"And why so defensive?" You ask, folding your arms over your chest.

"I-" He starts, before looking down in defeat.

"I'll pick you up at eight." Peter sighed, getting up from the bed to what you assume is to stretch.

"Good, now let's finish studying." You suggested.

"Studying or studying?" The boy smirked, causing you to roll your eyes at his tone.

"Peter."

"Fine."

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[sciderman]

Hi Sci! You always have the best Peter Parker Takes™️, so I was hoping you could help me with something! I like a lot of things about Peter, but I find it so hard to reconcile the fact that he tends to be written as pro-police and politically moderate. I personally headcanon that he was more of a morally black-and-white hothead when he first started Spider-Manning, but as he grew older and wiser, he started understanding that everything tends to be shades of gray and thinking before swinging in with punches. Still, you’d think a kid who grew up poor in Queens would know better than to just go “ah you are stealing and therefore Bad” ya know?? I know these grievances are more with what the comics/film industry will publish, but still, my kingdom for some nuance!!

oh, bless you anon! god - the cop question is so interesting in superhero media, it really is - and, honestly, my take is kind of the opposite of yours. peter parker wasn't aligned with the cops in any way when he started. in fact, he kind of had a general distaste for cops because, you know, the cops kind of had it out for him.

never forget, peter being a bitchy little bitch boy to the cops is kind of his origin story.

when peter started he actually had very little respect for other heroes or law enforcement at all. he kind of just worried about himself, and his aunt may and that was all. he wasn't any sort of beacon of morality who was seeking to deliver justice or anything. he kind of just wanted to take photographs and make a buck. it took him a long time to start playing "hero" - and even when he did, law enforcement and him were generally not on the same side.

i think his first real positive relationship with someone on the side of the law was captain stacy - peter, obviously, respected him a lot and, you know, captain stacy died heroically.

still, spider-man's relationship with the law continues to be rocky at best - he's constantly being hunted by the law but also some individual cops kind of have a soft-spot for him and let him off the hook - sometimes he helps them, sometimes he's on the run - they love him, they love him not - kind of fluctuates. i think the spider-man comics are generally noncommital about the cop question and kind of just play whatever song will give peter parker the most drama. spider-man comics were are generally lighthearted about this sort of a thing.

i think it's not until a post 9/11 world where copaganda kind of became a lot more prevalent in superhero media and you suddenly started seeing all the heroes working with law enforcement. suddenly, i think, it became unquestionable - a hero had to respect the law, even if they were a vigilante. i think - especially with spider-man comics being set in new york - there was a desire to see these heroic figures working alongside "real life heroes" - so, i think all of the sentiment that peter is pro-cop came from a post-9/11 world, which - to be fair, with the first spider-man movie coming out when it did, it's no wonder that the public consensus on spider-man is that he'd be pro-cop.

andrew's spidey - andrew's spidey isn't full-on anti-police, but he doesn't exactly hold law enforcement in the highest respect

the movie itself isn't police-critical but peter is portrayed as your general "no respect for authority" kind of kid in tasm1 who's relationship with the law i guess shifts after captain stacy helps him and dies heroically. andrew and the cops are presumably bffs in tasm2 – he's kind of just totally beloved by the city in tasm2. i feel like tasm2 probably really severely under-explores spider-man. in fact, it feels like spider-man is barely in tasm2. he's barely a character. i think maybe that's where the tasm movies stumble, actually. those movies really aren't about spider-man at all. they're entirely about peter parker. and yes, there is a difference.

tom holland's spider-man is a cop. police don't really feature in his story, but he is one. funded by the elite class and basically tasked with looking after their property. hate that. gross.

i think it's why i hate seeing peter working with the avengers. the avengers are cops. he doesn't belong there. it's only a recent development where we started getting spider-man on team-rosters - he was always a solo guy who didn't really particularly want to play with others. he had his own stuff to deal with and it didn't matter to him hugely whether he was playing on the side of the law or not. he was dealing with his stuff.

personally i'm not about seeing a morally black-and-white peter parker. i don't think he's ever been that way and i still hate seeing him reduced to that - i think we see him painted as politically moderate because spider-man stories really aren't often about asking greater questions - i don't think it's the platform for it. peter is always too concerned with his own personal troubles to pursue any sort of activism - i think it's quite funny - as active as spider-man is, peter parker is generally an apathetic figure, and i think that makes him a certain degree of relatable. i think characters like gwen and mj and even aunt may are more politically active than peter parker is. peter's kind of too busy just trying to survive.

i love the thought of a peter parker that does punch first. i think that's his whole bag. he's not thoughtful. he's quick to anger. he actually isn't particularly thoughtful and doesn't always approach situations with some moral wisdom. sometimes he punches the wrong people. sometimes his anger is misguided. his energy is practically always going into the wrong places. he doesn't always know what's right and wrong. but he tries.

i'm so not into the stories that paint him as a moral beacon because - more often than not - he's doing it for himself. if he really did have unwavering respect for the law and his morals perfectly aligned with the cops, he wouldn't put the mask on. it's like, the whole point. a vigilante exists fundamentally by it's disobedience to the law. otherwise they'd be carrying a badge.

#sci talks movies #sci talks comics

[nxrseryclouds]

🕸️ A Game Of Telephone And WebShooters

Pairing: Caregiver!Wade Wilson x Regressor! Peter Parker (Loosely Earth-616 Comics Based)

Synopsis: When Wade has to leave a Regressed Peter all by himself- the Spiderling gets a phone call that is too important not to answer! Chaos ensues as Peter messes with the person on the other end! Wade comes home to the aftermath!

Tags: Fluff, SpideyPool, Softness, Regression

Warnings: Use of Pet Names (Daddy, ETC), Fight Mention, Deadpool is being Deadpool.

Word Count: 1,050 Words

Author's Notes: Back with more fluff and good feelings! I’m sick and this piece was a bit of a comfort for me since I’m feeling very yucky! I hope you guys enjoy all of Peter’s shenanigans!

“Come on! I just had this suit tailored!” The black and red clad Anti-Hero shouted at the men who attempted to slash and hack at him like he was some sort of cheap deli meat. It was his luck that they seemed to be really bad at their jobs! Who even hired these people? This was an unfortunate daily, or almost daily occurrence, and it grew a bit tiresome when they all couldn’t even be bothered to even aim properly. That was just how things went for Wade Wilson, though most of these guys only knew him as the one and only Deadpool. These men were supposed to be more efficient at their jobs and they could hardly make a dent on him! Which he supposed he should be thankful about, he needed this whole ordeal to be handled sooner rather than later. He really couldn't show up full of bullet holes or wounded. This was because back at the shared Wilson-Parker apartment was an unsupervised Peter Parker who was fully regressed. Wade never seemed to mind when Peter needed some time to be free from all of the responsibilities of Spider-Man, however his own duties had called and he was whisked away from his little spiderling. He cursed under his breath when he received the call, settling his Little on the couch with Legos and a bit of breakfast. That would have to keep Peter occupied until he was finished, it wouldn’t take him too long. Or he really hoped it wouldn't.

Back at the apartment, Peter had finished his breakfast quite quickly. If Wade had been there he would have scolded him about the possibilities of choking and terrible stomach-aches, however the man was nowhere to be found. This hardly bothered Peter, before he had Wade he had always regressed by himself. Both looking after himself and keeping himself occupied, he knew what he liked so it was never too difficult. This time he was focused on assembling the Legos that Wade bought him. Though it was technically an activity for Big Peter, Little Peter was smart enough to build the set without chewing on any of the miniature pieces included in the set. He snapped the little bricks together bit by bit, following each page of instructions as best as he was able. Some of it was sloppy with a few bricks misaligned here and there, but he certainly tried his very best. His eye would occasionally flicker upwards, idly watching whatever was playing as background noise, though most of his focus was on the Legos themselves. Last time he stopped paying attention it resulted in pinched fingers and too many tears, he did not want to repeat the same sort of mistake as last time. Though just as expected boredom eventually had seeped in, Peter was looking for something else to keep him occupied. First he tried watching cartoons, but they weren’t as fun without Wade making funny commentary. Then he tried to play with his web shooters, but it made a horrendously sticky mess that he attempted to hide in the trashcan and under the couch cushion. Wade would certainly lecture him on that later, but he was not here. What was left for a spiderling to do?

Though his thoughts became derailed at the sound of ringing, a ringtone that was certainly not his own. No. It was his Caregiver’s phone! Wade must have left it behind when he hurried out the door, a simple mistake. He toddled toward the sound, grasping the vibrating device in his hand. The number displayed was unknown, but that did not make Peter any less curious about who might be on the other end. His finger swiped the accept button, simultaneously pressing the speaker button so it was not blaring in his already sensitive ears. “Hello?” Though his voice came out rather childish, the other person on the phone either did not hear him at all or did not seem to care. “Wade, we know it’s you! Stop this nonsense and let our men go!” The man sounded panicked, almost startled. That must mean that his Caregiver was doing a good job! “Who’s Wade?” It is not like Peter was unaware of his Caregiver’s identity, but that’s not what he called him! Usually it was Daddy, Dada, Bub, Bubba, or something in a similar sense. The person on the other line paused for a moment before speaking, he seemed stunned. “Who is this?” The man’s voice was rough as he attempted to pry logical answers out of Peter. Though to him it was like a silly game! “Petey.” He answered back honestly, hearing a loud but exhausted sigh on the other end. “Okay Petey, go get Wade.”

“Nobody named Wade lives here.” The man on the other end was clearly losing his patience because his tone became a bit harsher. “Is there an adult I can speak to? Anybody beside yourself?” Peter thought for a brief moment before the lightbulb in his head seemed to light up. “Yeah my Daddy!” His voice sounded far more ecstatic when he announced that. To which by some coincidence, Wade himself walked through the door. Almost as if on cue, he was quite good at comedic timing. Peter made a silent gesture with his hands, wanting to be picked up despite the male’s disheveled appearance. To which Wade indulged as he scooped up Peter and the phone, awaiting the response from the other line. “Well tell me then, what’s your Daddy’s name?” To the man’s dismay he would again not receive a genuine answer as Peter proudly shouted “Daddy!”. The sound of the phone call ending echoed for a moment before Wade kissed Peter’s cheeks and nose. “Cheeky Spiderling! What did Daddy say about his phone? Also don’t think I missed the little webs everywhere. Such a naughty boy!” Wade’s chastisements were full of love and adoration, no anger or genuine distress. It just meant a couple of things: Peter needed a bath, He needed to vacuum up the webbing, The living room needed to be cleaned, and he had a certain someone to call back. Guess this was a lesson learned for the Caregiver after all. Don’t leave your spiderlings unattended, they may do some pretty crazy things while you’re away.

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[becausegoodheroesdeservekidneys]

Doctor Who, but Chronologically 31

Fun fact! The timelines have intersected, almost - if we were watching this show in the normal order, this episode is actually only one out from where we would be. It's 1930! And we all know what that means - it's time for some terrible stereotypical New York accents as we watch Daleks in Manhattan.

Martha's back! Very exciting, Martha put herself into God Tier in the companion rankings with her last episode, and frankly she is very solid in this one as well. She and Tennant arrive in New York, discover it's 1930, and immediately launch themselves into the mystery of working class people going missing during the Great Depression as they live in a Central Park slum in sight of the Empire State Building being built, a tale that is so richly anti-capitalist the only thing they don't do is turn to the camera to break the fourth wall and say "The real monster here, children, is capitalism."

(Also, side note, if you watch in this order, you do feel the devastation of the First World War).

Plot-wise, this is a two-parter! Our second one that is actually intentional. In fact, the plot is fairly basic and simple, meaning the emotional stories and anti-capitalist morals can take centre stage, which is nice - homeless people are vanishing from the slum. They are being turned into pig slaves, by which I mean, humans in fetching brown boiler suits with pig heads who squeal a lot. This is being done by a sort of wannabe mobster who wears stylish spats in the Empire State Building, who insists his workers risk their lives to attach Dalek bumps to the top - because, as the title made clear and the episode wisely chose not to hide from us, the real bosses behind it all are Jeff Bezos inhuman monstrous perversions with no morals or emotions other than hate or racial purity aka Daleks.

Which is exciting! Because you see, while we have SEEN Daleks before, next to the big cube in the second episode, and we got that brief cameo from Rusty... this is actually the first time we get to meet them properly! First Dalek episode, to show us why they're scary!

Except it turns out there are only four of them and they're a cult.

Also the Doctor is proper freaked out by them. We get SO MANY PLOT THREADS HERE

"How are they still alive?" he asks the showgirl who has followed him into a sewer (she is played by Her From Spooks). "How do they always live, while I lose everything?"

Later, Martha, having been kidnapped for experimentation by Daleks and literally shaking with fear, steps up to the Daleks and stares them down.

"I demand to know what's going on," she proclaims (god she's so fucking cool.) "Report."

"Our planet and species were lost in a war," a Dalek says (HOW MANY FUCKING WARS -) "We're the Cult of Skaro. Dalek Sec is hybridising with a human so we can evolve to live outside the shell."

(The other Daleks do not approve. Racial purists. I foresee a mutiny.)

And the merge is complete! The final cliffhanger is that the wannabe mobster now has a single eye and a beard made of penises.

Far be it from me to agree with Daleks, but I also think that's a bad design, actually.

Anyway, other little stories in this episode include Rick Griffin from Holby City playing a man called Solomon, the sort of leader of the slum, who in his first scene resolves a conflict by splitting a loaf of bread in half I-see-what-they-did-there; Her From Spooks playing a showgirl whose boyfriend gets turned into an incomplete pig slave, so he just has the snout and that's it (on being reunited she is very good about it, good for her); and ACTUAL LITERAL SPIDER-MAN IS HERE. That is. Andrew Garfield. Like, THE Andrew Garfield. His name is Frank and he's from Tennessee and he is also about to be experimented on with Martha. And he's played by Andrew Garfield.

The Doctor jokes at one point that he'll let Frank kiss him if he wants, and all I can think about is Andrew "I want to play bisexual Peter Parker" Garfield's eyes lighting up at the line.

But, a nice moment for us watching: the showgirl bonds with Martha (of course) and offers to let her watch the show from the wings.

"Have you ever been on stage?" she asks

"Oh, yeah, a bit," Martha says. "Shakespeare."

WE UNDERSTAND THAT REFERENCE!!!!!

Anyway! New plot threads again!

“She” (an unknown person) is returning (perhaps River returned as Missy. Maybe Me? Maybe Clara???!)

There is something on Donna’s back

An entire planet, Pyrovilia, just… disappeared, somehow. (Maybe because the TARDIS is exploding??? Saturnine was also lost, and that WAS because of the TARDIS exploding. The lion man’s planet was also lost but he was a bit of a knob about it if I’m honest.)

Amy is maybe dead (she’s not)

The Doctor has been cubed (he’s out, but how?)

River is possibly blown up  (unless she’s Missy)

The TARDIS has blown up  (It’s fine now. Except it’s sort of melting now because it’s corrupted, but it’s fine again)

The universe appears to have ended  (the universe is back again)

The Doctor has employed(?) Nardole

(And Nardole was “reassembled???” Nardole had glass nipples and invisible hair?? WHAT THE FUCK IS HE)

There’s a vault in the TARDIS and it contains Missy but we don’t know why (sometimes she knocks for the bants)

What has happened to all these companions and where are the new ones coming from?

There’s an immortal Viking girl now. Her name is Me and she’s now looking after the people the Doctor abandons

What’s With The Silence?

Why was Rory entirely unconcerned by the entire world suddenly going silent when that is Not Normal and should have been, at the very least, extremely disconcerting?

What did the Doctor do to Queen Lizzie One?

Who is Captain Jack Harkness? (Is he the one who gave the companions a warning about the lone cyberman?)

Why is Amy seeing a one-eyed woman in a vanishing window?

What’s with the Doctor’s future involving getting shot by an astronaut?

Is Amy pregnant and why is it inconclusive?

Who is Sarah-Jane Smith?

How is the Doctor Bill’s teacher and why/where does he have an office?

What is going on with the Cyber War and the Cyberium???

Who did the Doctor lose to Cyber Conversion?

What happened with the Other Cyber War?

What happened with the Third War that deleted the void?

Why does Rose seem particularly important?

What’s with the Weeping Angel statues, and why can’t you blink at them?

What order do these Doctors go in? (Eccleston, Tennant, uncertain, Smith, Capaldi, Whittaker)

Which companion just… forgot the Doctor, and how?

Yaz and Vinder are about to die as Mori/Mwri/Muuri

There is a Lupari shield around Earth.

What’s a Time War?

What’s the Rift?

What’s Bad Wolf?

What happened with Amy’s pregnancy?

In which war did the Doctor become a war criminal, and how?

Who is the Master?

Why has Amy forgotten Rory?

Is Rory plastic or not?

Why is the Doctor sulking on a cloud?

How exactly does the Doctor have a cloud?

What exactly happened with Strax to, uh, tame him?

Which friend killed Strax?

Which friend brought Strax back?

Where did this lesbian lizard and human couple come from?

What happened with Clara as Souffle Girl and the Daleks?

How does Clara actually join?

Why so many Claras?

Why is Missy apparently in robo-heaven?

Why is probably!Missy pushing Clara and the Doctor together?

What is Trensilor and what happened there?

Who is Handles?

The Doctor is about to be dissolved by a beautiful geode man

The universe is being crushed by the Flux

Will the Doctor open the fobwatch?

Sontarans are invading Earth again

Who is Kate?

Who is Osgood? Another name of Clara’s again?

The fuck is the deal with the Grand Serpent

Does Martha get to go to an ice cream planet with 12-fingered massage aliens?

How did the Doctor forget Clara?

Who is Bill’s puddle girlfriend Heather?

How did Nardole die?

When does Bill get Cyberman-ed and die?

When does the Doctor shrink and enter a Dalek called Rusty?

Whittaker is falling to her death rn

Was that ring relevant?

Does anyone know the Doctor’s name?

When did Yaz talk to Dan about fancying the Doctor?

When did Dan talk to the Doctor about fancying Yaz?

Who was the Doctor’s wife?

What's happening with the bees?

What happened with Donna's ex and a giant spider?

What war wiped out the Daleks, and is it one of the ones already mentioned?

What did the Doctor mean when he said "The (Daleks) always live, while I lose everything?"

#doctor whom #and yet we are continuing

[belladonnabedlam]

CHRISTMAS CRISIS 🎄🎁

Peter had no idea how he always got roped into stupid situations like this. Was it his face? Did his face just scream ‘ I’m gullible! I can be talked into literally anything?’ It had to be his face. That would be the only explanation as to how he ended up saying yes to being in this stupid experimental theater piece for MJ on Christmas. He was thinking, family friendly, cute, Santa. That sort of thing. Well, there is Santa alright.

A domninatrix Santa.

A domninatrix Santa with an almost naked Rudolph.

An MJ as dominatrix Santa and himself as an almost naked Rudolph in a brown bikini brief, horns, and red nose.

It’s official. He’s dying of embarrassment knowing Mr. Stark is seeing him like this!

Why oh why did he say yes!?

It’s because he’s an idiot. A big dumb idiot, who also invited his forever crush Mr. Stark to see him in this terrible, terrible thing. This thing that he was told was just going to be a harmless Christmas show, but is, in fact, some weird anti-capitalist take on the holidays using iconic imagery…blah blah blah. MJ had explained it to him, but he didn’t really care. He was just doing this as a favor. Because he’s a GOOD FRIEND.

But after seeing the costumes during tech rehearsal, he really wished he wasn’t. He had tried to back out of it, but MJ had had that ‘I’ll murder you in your sleep and melt all your Legos’ look in her eye, so he just swallowed his protest. He had already told Mr. Stark about the whole thing, so it was too late to get him not to come. This had to be the most embarrassing moment of his entire life.

How was he ever going to look Mr. Stark in the eye ever again?

“Cheer up, Parker. It’s not as if the Capitalist Pig saw your junk or anything,” MJ huffed as they left the theater after the show.

“MJ…just…Oh my god, please! This has to be the most embarrassing thing ever. EVER! Mr. Stark mus-“

“Well, hey there Rudolph. I thought the story went your nose was red, not your entire torso,” quipped a familar voice.

“Kill me,” Peter sobbed as he hid his face in his hands. “Mr. Stark, please….I can explain…”

“No worries, Underroos- and that nickname is never going away now- theater is supposed to push boundaries, be eye opening. My eyes were very opened,” Tony said with a smirk.

“Annnnnd I’m leaving. It’s been real, Parker. Don’t trip too hard over Stark’s dick!”

“MJ!! SHUT UUUUUPPPP! OH MY GOD! WHY WOULD YOU- YOU’RE THE WORST FRIEND EVER!” Peter screamed at the receding figure of MJ holding up her middle finger.

A warm chuckle pulled Peter’s attention back to his crush. “Oh my god. Fuuuck.” Peter whispered in panic.

“No worries, Underroos. I wouldn’t let you fall. Unless it was onto my lap or into the back seat of my car, or my bed, or my-“

“Wait! What?”

Tony chuckled again as he slowly closed the distance between them. “Kid. Pete, you have to know that i thought you looked stunning on that stage. That I had to stop myself from calling the suit, snatching you up, and taking you back to the penthouse so that I could unwrap the only present I want this year.”

“Mr. Stark, I…yes.”

“Yes.”

One minute they are in the alley behind the theater, the next he’s being lulled to sleep by the gentle beat of Tony’s heart as they lie tangled like octopi after the most mindblowing evening of his life. Merry Christmas indeed.

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Moodboard & Text for @TwoKinkyBeans for the @starkerfestivals Holiday Exchange ! 🎁

Made for the following prompt: Peter is doing a Christmas play for something, and asks Tony to come and watch. Either sfw or nsfw takes on this are welcome!

#starkerfestivalsevents #sfholidayexchange22 #starker #starker mood

[noshitbarnes]

Anti-Hero: Chapter 2

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x OFC

Summary: After being experimented on as a young child and given abilities, Daniela has become a highly skilled member of the Avengers, and has even been assigned to mentor Peter Parker. Little does she know that the happiness she’s been able to find will become threatened by the very people who started her on her path long ago.

Warnings: language, Bucky being a tease, Daniela being a jerk

Word Count: 3,124

Notes: I don't have anything to add, if you want to be added to my tag list just let me know!

Anti-Hero Masterlist

"This is my room?" Peter stares wide eyed at the room before him, "It's huge,” he runs inside and jumps on the bed, bouncing slightly, "this is super comfy.”

The room was simple, but classy, definitely on point with Tony's style. The walls were a medium gray, tan wood floors, and there was a small skylight above the bed. There was a king sized bed with the headboard against the farthest wall, it was complete with blue and gray sheets and some various pillows. A large rug was set on the floor at the foot of the bed, it was grey and had a weird blue and white type pattern. There was also a desk that was set against the same wall as the bed with a computer and some files. A dresser, bookstand, TV stand with a TV, and various plants were also placed around the room. There was also a connecting bathroom, which came with every room.

Peter's had his own room before, so this wasn't really shocking to him, it was more the fact that it was so big, he's never had a king sized bed before, or his own bathroom. He smiles up at the ceiling with closed eyes and runs his hands over the soft comforter. Maybe this whole Avenger thing wouldn't be as strenuous as he thought.

Daniela shakes her head, watching the smile form on his face, soon a small smile grew on her own. While she watches him, her mind starts to wonder, thinking about what their future might hold. His safety was now her responsibility and she felt that weight on her shoulders, but she's been in charge of others before, so it wasn't a new feeling. She just felt more responsible for Peter, probably because he was so young.

Daniela leans against the doorframe, "Yeah, typical Avenger package. You get your own room, bathroom, health benefits, your own suit, special tech, whole bunch of other stuff that I won't bore you with, Tony can do that.”

Peter opens his eyes and lifts his head up high enough so he can look at her, "And you're across the hall?”

"Yeah," she puts her hands in her pockets, "but that doesn't mean you can just burst into my room whenever. I'm your mentor, which means I'm here to help, but we still need some sort of boundaries, ok?” Peter nods and she pushes away from the door, "Alright, now listen,” she walks over to his desk and waves him over. He jumps off the bed and sits down at the desk, "just cause you're staying here doesn't mean you get to slack off of your college stuff, alright?" Peter nods, "The laptop is yours and Tony's already set up for facial recognition, so you just have to open it."

Peter opens the laptop, "How did he already set it up?" as soon as the screen turns on, the camera turns on, and then unlocks once it sees Peters face.

Daniela shrugs, "I don't know, I honestly just don't ask anymore."

Peter smiles at the laptop, "That's so cool, he's already got all the apps and stuff on here that I use for school.”

Daniela shifts her weight to one foot while crossing her arms, "Yeah, he's annoyingly knowledgable like that," it grows silent for a moment, then she feels eyes on her, "I should also warn you that leaving your door open can invite unwanted visitors."

"You knew I was here didn't you?”

Peter jumps a bit at the new voice and Daniela slowly turns around, meeting the soldiers gaze, “Another fair warning, Barnes likes to scare the newbies,” Bucky smirks slightly while leaning against Peter's bedroom wall, hands in his pockets, not taking his eyes off her, "happened to me a lot when I first got here.”

When Daniela first got to the Avengers compound, she was quiet and shy, kept to herself mostly, rarely left her room unless it was to get coffee and sit under her favorite tree. She's never been good around a lot of new people, it’s something she’s tried to work on to no avail. It took her months to really get use to the compound and feel comfortable with her new teammates. Everyone was a little cautious of her, they didn’t know the extent of her powers, so they sorta walked on eggshells when training her. However, Bucky was different, he never once treated her like she was fragile, he treated her as he would treat any other solider. 

"You were such a good sport though,” Bucky says, “after a few days, I couldn't sneak up on you anymore,” he chuckles lightly and turns his gaze to Peter, "she being nice to you now?”

Peter stands up from the desk beaming at Daniela and elbows her side, “She's always nice to me,” she smiles at him then sticks her tongue out at Bucky playfully.

"She is,” Bucky crosses his arms and looks Daniela over, "then what was that back on the jet?”

"A momentary lapse in my temper,” she narrows her eyes at him, “happens sometimes.”

Bucky raises an eyebrow, "Maybe you need a way to relieve your pent-up frustration." 

"Why do you think I spar with Steve?" she smiles innocently, "He's a challenge for me.”

He narrows his eyes, "I trained you first, don't forget that.”

"You guys don't train together anymore?" Peter jumps in. 

“It’s, um, been a while,” Bucky smirks teasingly, his eyes showing a bit of mischief.

Daniela places her arm around Peter's shoulders— which earns a glare from Bucky, “I’ll let you in on a secret, Parker,” Peter nods while looking at the floor blushing ever so slightly, “I out grew him, needed more of a challenge.”

Daniela knows how to push everyone's buttons, it was one of her hidden talents, for some reason, she got a real kick out of it. She tried not to take it too far, but shit happens. Bucky rarely ever got mad at her anymore, so sometimes she actually tried to piss him off. Apparently today was going to be one of those days.

Bucky scoffs and pushes off from the wall with his foot, "You think you're so funny.”

Daniela smiles innocently back at the soldier, “Well, because I am,” Peter chuckles next to her, “see he thinks so too.”

Bucky only rolls his eyes, "Don't let her fool you, kid, she's not as tough as she lets on.”

"Bitch, please,” Daniela takes her arm off of Peter’s shoulders, "last time we spared," she points down to his right leg, "I gave you that scar. Ya know, the one that refuses to heal even with your stupid ass serum. It may have been unintentional and out of rage, but I still did it.”

Bucky continues to scowl down at her, "That doesn't mean you're tough, just means I let my guard down, for once.”

Unfortunately for Daniela, Bucky also knew how to piss her off, he enjoyed it too. The way she got all serious and her voice dropped slightly, it stirred something in him, he just didn't know what that meant. It’s not that they didn’t like each other, they were the best of friends, but sometimes their fights would escalate and they wouldn't speak to each other for a few days.

She takes a couple steps toward him, “You are testing my patience, Barnes.”

He in turn, takes a step forward, testing the waters of her temper, then looks down at her, and smirks challengingly, "Now that doesn't sound like me.”

He was so close, she could feel the heat radiating off him, which made her breath hitch slightly in her throat, but she continued to glare up at him anyway, ”It's you to a fucking T.”

Peter looks back and forth between the two soldiers, wondering if they were actually pissed off at each other or if this was just normal. He doesn’t know much about either of them really, they never talk about their personal life. Although, he does know that Daniela was a Sergeant in the Marines and Bucky was the same, but in the Army, and that they were both not the age they looked, other than that he’s pretty clueless. He also knows little about their life outside the team, but he has picked up on little things about their personality. Such as, Bucky doesn’t sleep much, he can tell that by the small dark circles under his eyes and they’re bloodshot almost constantly. He also seems to be extremely loyal to everyone on the team, and he’s even picked up on what topics to not talk about, like his life before and during Hydra. Daniela is freakishly similar, probably because of the whole military background and definitely some trauma. Daniela does differ though, the most prominent being that she actually has conversations with him. Over these past few months, Peter has noticed that Daniela has an awful temper, he’s seen it first hand, and he’s still not sure what pisses her off. As he’s watching the two argue, he’s not sure how Bucky is still standing and if it’ll stay that way.

Bucky lightly tugs on his bottom lip with his teeth and then opens his mouth to say something, but is interrupted by FRIDAY, "Sorry to interrupt, but Captain Rogers is wondering when you all will be joining them in the conference room?”

Still glaring at Bucky, Daniela answers her, "He said 15 minutes.”

"And it's been 20," FRIDAY answered.

“Shit," she shakes her head, "come on, Peter.”

**********

The three walk into the conference room to find the team all sitting around the table, clearly waiting on them.

"Nice of you all to finally join us,” Steve says crossing his arms, scowling at Daniela as she makes her way to a chair beside Rhodes.

"Sorry, Captain," she glares at Bucky, "Barnes delayed us,” Bucky chuckles as they take their seats around the table.

Rhodes sighs from beside her, “Please tell me there wasn’t another fight,” he looks across the table at Bucky, “I thought you guys were getting along again?”

Daniela chuckles and Rhodes look back to her, “Sorry, Dad.”

Everyone laughs lightly and Rhodes shakes his head, “I’m just trying to keep the peace around here.”

James Rhodes is one of the few people in the compound that is capable of calming everyone down at a moments notice and it's sorta weird, like it's his superpower. Usually, there's that one person who refuses to calm down, but when Rhodes enters the room, everyone stops acting crazy, he just has that presence about him. He's everyone's confidant, knows everyones secrets— but never leads on that he knows— and would give the shirt off his back for a friend.

“Really?” Clint says from across the table, “Where were you then last week when Wilson and Barnes started fighting over Pictionary? Could’a used ya.” There are various groans from around the table, remembering that horrible night.

The team tries to get together at least once every other week to either play a game or watch a movie. Each time, a different person picks a game or movie and the rest of them have to suffer through it. Most of the time there aren’t any incidents, but every once in a while certain people get too competitive. Most of the time it’s one of the boys, they’re all stubborn and occasionally things get out of hand.

Wanda stares at the wall and speaks, “Well, at least I know never to pick that again.”

Steve sighs and then looks to Peter, "Alright, Parker," he said standing up and approaching the head of the table, "since you're gonna be full time with us from now on, we need to brief you on what we really do around here,” he crosses his arms and furrows his brows together, "right now, we do mostly hostage situations, take out the remaining Hydra bases, bust arms dealers, and occasionally, SHIELD sends us out to do more specialized missions." 

"And the rare alien invasion,” Tony shrugs.

Steve turns to Tony and nods, “Um, right,” Steve then looks back to Peter and continues, "for now, Velikov and you are just gonna focus on training. We know you can handle yourself for the most part, be we just want to make sure that you'll be safe out there, so she's going to give you some refined training,” he then looks to Daniela, "you'll stay back on missions unless we absolutely need you.”

"Are you shittin' me?" Daniela leans forward and rests her hands on the table, "He'd be fine by himself while I'm gone. He doesn't need a constant babysitter.”

"He does for now,” Tony counters, "just until he gets use to the place," he stands up from his chair and walks over next to Steve, "we're not saying you're never going on missions, it's just temporary.”

Daniela takes a deep breath and sits back in her chair, “Fine,” she knew when to keep her mouth shut— well, sometimes anyway.

"That's it,” Natasha speaks up from across the table causing Daniela to look at her, "just like that and you agree with them?" She then turns her attention to Steve and Tony, "See, I think it's bullshit. We need her out there, at least I do, she covers my ass better than anyone.”

Daniela smirks down at the table. Natasha was right, Daniela had saved her ass countless times, along with the others. Not on pure luck, like Sam would have some believe, she was good at what she did, her powers usually came in handy. They made her reflexes a little faster and she seemed to always know when something wasn’t right. Although, that probably has something to do with her military training and the fact that she'd been fighting Hydra for so long.

“I’m with Nat,” Clint said from beside Natasha, “it just wouldn’t be the same without frosty.”

Daniela glares at Clint, “You’re hilarious, Barton.”

He smiles and looks to Tony, “You know that if we don’t have her, your ass would be on the line too, she covers all of us. It’s like she has a weird sixth sense of something.”

"Do you even realize that my suits can help? What do you think I made them for,” Tony glares at Clint, "to stand around and look pretty?”

Daniela tilts her head and looks at Tony, "Well obviously," she shrugs and crosses her arms, "but I thought you made them 'cause you were lonely,” Peter snickers next to her, which makes her turn to him and wink. 

Tony looks to Peter, which makes him fall silent, and then he focuses back on Daniela, "Don't start with me.” 

She looks back to him and rolls her eyes, “Anyway, if Cap doesn't want me there, I won't go. I'm not one to disobey direct orders.”

"Ok," Bucky— who so far had been extremely silent— leans forward in his chair, focusing on Daniela, "I know for a fact that that's bullshit.”

"From the Captain,” she leans forward in her chair, “and I disobeyed your orders one time, Barnes.”

“And if it wasn’t for me, you’d be dead,” he taps his metal fingers on the desk, narrowing his gaze at her.

It was still a touchy subject with the two of them, even though it happened a year ago. Daniela had already apologized and moved on, but Bucky isn't one to let things go so easily, especially when it has to do with someone's safety. He still felt responsible for her, even though she was no longer his trainee, he still cared about her deeply.

Daniela narrows her eyes at him and grits her teeth, “Thank you for the reminder.”

Bucky leans back in his chair and crosses his arms, but says nothing, not taking his eyes off her. It made Daniela uncomfortable, the way his eyes looked her over, like prey, but she didn't change her expression, she didn't want him to know how it affected her. He knew though, hearing her heart beat pick up, her breathing becoming uneven. He knew she was nervous, they hadn't had a serious fight in months, and he wanted to keep it that way. As much as he loved it when she got angry, it usually followed with them not speaking for days, and that he hated.

“Ok..." Steve says awkwardly, making Daniela look back to him, "look, Velikov, if we need you, you'll go. Just for now, focus on training the kid.”

“Can do,” she answers.

Tony rolls his eyes and turns to Peter, "Parker," Peter’s brows go up at the sound of his name, "you're gonna be with me today. You’ll start training with Daniela tomorrow morning.”

His face lit up into a big grin causing everyone else to let out a small chuckle, “Okay!"

"Velikov," Daniela looks from Peter to Steve and raises a brow, “you’ll do drills today.”

“Alright," she crosses her arms and leans back in her chair.

“With a slight change,” Steve grins and Daniela raises an eyebrow, "I think it's time you and Buck start training together again. You're getting a little rusty and he can help you better than I can.”

She raises a hand and points her index finger to the sky, “Um, formal protest.”

"Denied," Bucky says from across the table.

Without looking at him, she retorts, "Wasn't talking to you.”

Steve shakes his head, "He's still your superior, Velikov,” he puts both hands on the table, leaning in, and focusing on her, "we've talked about this. I don't need this from you.”

She puts her hand down and grits her teeth, “Yes, sir.”

"Alright then,” Steve stands back up and looks over the group, "nice talk everyone.”

Daniela wrinkles her nose in frustration as she stands up and turns to Peter, "I'll see you later, Parker,” she rests her hand on his shoulder, “be good to Tony, ok?”

He smiles and sets his hand over hers, ”I have to, Dani,” he chuckles and walks out the door, following Tony.

It's just Bucky and Daniela left in the room now, Bucky is the first to speak, "Alright, Velikov," she looks over and meets Bucky's gaze from across the table, "what's stuck up your ass today?”

Her eyebrows go up at his sudden forwardness, “Pardon?”

"You can't bullshit me," he walks around the table and stands in front of her, "something's going on in that pretty little head of yours. What is it?”

She chuckles slightly to hid the butterflies in her stomach, “Not sure I wanna talk about it right now,” she fixes her shirt, "can we just go and get this over with?”

#avengers #peter parker #bucky x reader #bucky barnes #bucky barnes fanfic #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes x ofc #bucky barnes fanfiction #bucky barns fanfiction #bucky fanfic #james barnes #peter parker x reader #peter parker fanfiction #peter parker fanfic #tony stark fanfic #steve rogers fanfic #fanfiction #fanfic #marvel #mcu #marvel fanfiction #marvel fanfic #marvel comics #avengers fanfic #avengers fanfiction #sebastian stan fanfiction #sebastian stan

[all-pacas]

Are you comfortable saying what characters and what about the characterization you disagreed with? Just curious!

I don't want to get too specific because I'm not trying to do any kind of call out post! But it was a sort of situation where a specific character is highly whitewashed and can do no wrong, no matter how understandable or even welcome that would be. It's frustrating writing, not just because it's annoying to read about characters who can and are not allowed to Do Anything Wrong, but also because it's not human.

I'm a huge proponent in messy characters. People making mistakes, making assumptions, saying or doing the wrong thing. Good, well-meaning people who make mistakes, or get upset in the heat of the moment. Especially because they can and absolutely do exist with good or "paragon" characters! It adds so much more depth and interest and relatability! I love positive traits taken to the point of flaws! It's my crack!

And here's the tangent that's made me decide to answer this ask: I. Fucking. Love. That. So here's some very random examples of Good People and Characters with Positive Traits that can be flaws:

PETER PARKER. Amazing Spider-Man's semi-recent Sin's Past arc directly discussed this. Peter has a hero complex; he IS a hero. He compulsively needs and wants to save everyone, explicitly due to his own guilt complexes. It also makes him controlling. He will or won't allow help, will or won't share information. He keeps things to himself, he refuses to share, he intentionally keeps people out of the loop. He wants to save everyone. He thinks he knows how to do it. He dismisses and pushes friends away. He is a great hero and often a shitty friend.

CRITROLE, my guys Caleb and Nott. Best friends, they love one another, they are ultra found family. About halfway through the campaign, Nott begins to struggle with her personal issues, openly and obviously (Xhorhass and Flaskgate). Caleb cares for her a lot. He wants what is best for her. Instead of talking to her about her problems or calling her out on her recent recklessly dangerous behavior, he refuses to talk to her at all. He enables her, an alcoholic, with alcohol. It isn't that he wants her self-harming or in danger, it's because he loves her and can't bring himself to call her out or bring himself into conflict. He Fucks Up.

ALOY Zero Dawn. Another heroic type, she spends about half her time refusing friendship, help, companions, all of it. Her catchphrase is "I'm faster alone." She saves the world and skips the victory party. She's too busy. She has too much on her plate. She hurts her friends. They tell her this. She pushes them away. It isn't because she doesn't want friends -- she's actually a fairly warm person -- or even because she's so anti-social. She has the best of motives and reasons, and she is still a bad friend. She is cold. She is unkind. She is quite cruel to [SEQUEL GAME SPOILER CHARACTER], who we AND she knows does not deserve it, but she sees too much of herself in this person and lashes out. We know why she does it. It's still a dick move. We still love Aloy.

(you might think I'd include current hyperfixation smoothbrain vampire on this list. i cannot. he is an asshole on purpose. his minimal goodness is in spite of this, not because of it.)

I'm not for a second going to pretend that I'm a great writer worth bragging about. But it's something I like to do too. My current OC Tav lady is passive and easy-going. This is a flaw. She isn't passive and easy going because she's okay with shit, but because she feels like she can't and has no right to complain. If you give someone a Trait, follow it to its logical end. How is it good? How is it bad?

It isn't that "these characters are flawed" is some plot twist, it isn't that "characters having flaws" is news. It's that in all three examples, these are characters whose positive traits (heroism, love for another) have the side effect of hurting others. These are characters who are sympathetic (Aloy is isolated, Aloy lashes out for understandable reasons) but still make mistakes (being mean to someone who doesn't deserve it).

In the fanfic I was ranting about, there is neither. The person does not make mistakes, does not take their heroic, story-specific flawlessness into this direction. When arguing, they have the moral high ground, but also the flawless composure to not be rude or hurtful or controlling or a little bit rude in making their points. The other characters fall over themselves to apologize, to understand, to feel sorry for opposing them. It isn't just that they have no flaws (a subjective phrase), it's that the universe twists and conforms to them. There are no consequences, no stakes. They are the sun at the center of the universe. And I vastly prefer messy heroes.

[musicals-n-cartoons]

I saw Across the Spiderverse in theaters last weekend, here are some thoughts: (spoilers below the cut)

One thing that struck me during the first scene was how Gwen Stacy doesn't seem to have any female connections. All of the relationships she talked about in the movie were with guys (her dad, her Peter Parker, Miles, etc). Tho she does have that mentorship later on with Jessica. Anyway, I'm not sure what the significance of this is, just something I notice.

I don't know if my ears finally stopped working or what, but the sound mixing of the dialogue seems to have taken a turn for the worse about halfway thru. Like, I'm sorry Hobie, love ya, but I can barely understand a word you said. Can't believe I'm sayings this, but thank god for the French subtitles.

Speaking of Hobie, I liked how his anti-establishment politics served as foreshadowing for helping Miles against the Spider Society. When he reminded Miles about the palm thing before peacing out, it didn't seem out of nowhere, because of course, he's a punk, he would help fight the man. It makes me think about how we would normally dismiss that sort of punkish rhetoric as empty posturing.

I'm amused that the French translated "hot" as "très sexy". It's that thing where loanwords are seen as less offensive than in the original language. I remember they made the same translation in the Owl House dub.

I was kinda surprised that they directly called it "canon events" in the film, I don't know if I liked that.

Anyway, I enjoyed the movie.

#across the spiderverse #across the spider verse #across the spiderverse spoilers #across the spider verse spoilers #spiderverse spoilers #spider verse spoilers #this is a week late lol #mnc-local

[fallout-lou-begas]

so i’ve been on a nostalgia kick and re-reading J. Michael Straczynski‘s early 2000s run of The Amazing Spider-Man because my library had the trades collected when i was a kid, and it’s definitely just pretty bad* with only a little bit of good**, but eventually i got to a sudden art style shift and i howled laughing because i instantly realized that i had gotten to “Sins Past,” the infamous story arc where Straczynski retroactively made it fact that Gwen Stacy, who had been dead in the ground for decades, cucked Peter Parker with Norman Osborn, the Green Goblin who literally killed her. it’s one of the most unhinged, amazingly disgusting stories ever shoved into the sprawling canon of comic books and not retconned for like 20 years

because it’s not just enough actually that he made it so that before she died, Gwen Stacy had merely cheated on Peter Parker with an arch-nemesis who’s old enough to be her father. no. she got PREGNANT. she had TWINS. she had SECRET BABIES in EUROPE that Peter NEVER FOUND OUT ABOUT, and those babies have GOBLIN SERUM in their DNA that AGED THEM INTO ADULTS and now they’re trying to KILL PETER PARKER for REASONS. but it’s not even just THAT.

what truly makes the story arc so terrible, so enduringly infamous, so legendarily bad, was that the issue places an extreme amount of emphasis on the fact that Peter and Gwen never had sex when they were a couple. it’s how Peter knows the kids couldn’t possibly be his own

and so you get this three page series where Peter is realizing that not only did Gwen Stacy cheat on him but she went behind his back and PITY-FUCKED fucking NORMAN OSBORNE to get BRED by the SUPERPOWERED SEED of his GOBLIN COCK and also he is a HORRIFYINGLY OBVIOUS AND UNCANNY TRACED IMAGE OF FAMOUS ACTOR TOMMY LEE JONES

and the funniest possible thing is that the only reason i’ve been reading this is because that aforementioned nostalgia kick was brought about by joining a book club thing with some twitter mutuals where we’re going to read the Superior Spider-Man series about Doctor Octopus switching bodies with Peter Parker, and Peter-as-Otto dying and the victorious Otto-as-Peter becoming Spider-Man himself, but Peter’s soul sort of lingering around and trying to get his body back, and Peter’s soul also screaming in anguish as Otto-as-Peter whacks off to the memory of Peter fucking Mary Jane and Otto-as-Peter goes around basically trying to fuck all his girlfriends. if i had a nickel for every time Peter Parker howled in agony because he was getting cucked by one of his arch-enemies i would have two nickels. which isn’t a lot but it’s weird that it happened twice.

*poor pacing, groan-worthy dialogue, hideous inks and colors, Strac retreading too many older and better stories including retreading the Master Planner triumph thing twice in the span of like ten issues, Strac’s mind-numbing 2000s liberal politics showing in issues about 9/11 and school shootings and vulnerable inner-city youth and doctor doom going to a climate conference to demand international co-operation against america’s disproportionately voluminous and impactful emissions but he’s an evil dictator so it’s Bad that he’s doing this and then somebody tries to assassinate him for being an evil dictator but spidey and captain america save him because even evil dictators should be protected by the Rule Of Law, etc, i could literally just go on

**I was going to say Ezekiel but that whole storyline anti-climaxes hard so it literally is just Morlun, who’s a dracula that feeds on animal-themed superpowered people. oh and the fact that peter parker is working as a science teacher at his old high school is PHENOMENAL conceptually but i just wish it wasn’t trapped in this otherwise pretty dogshit run

#louposting #marvel #spider-man

[upsetti-spaghetti-26]

I feel like something I haven't seen talked about enough is that Miles from universe 42 (I think that's the right one) who becomes the prowler is not necessarily a villain or even evil. The prowler in the comics is often an anti-hero and has been a fill in for spiderman when Peter Parker didn't have time to always be there.

So I feel like Miles-42 is probably the prowler because he is some sort of rebel fighter or is seeking some sort of revenge on higher powers in his world because of the death of his father. Yeah he might do crime sometimes and he might hurt people even kill them, but that has more to do with the intense nature of his universe, ultimately I dont think he is gonna have any evil end goals.

I also don't think most versions of uncle Aaron would let miles be the prowler without a really good reason.

#across the spiderverse #spiderman #miles morales prowler #miles morales #gladtheartistsarebeinggivenadequatetimenow

[irondadfics]

Helloooo. Looking for a fic where Peters metabolism causes his anti depressants to stop working.

Happy, in a Crying Sort of Way by LordOfThePoptarts

Peter Parker would say there were a lot of positives to getting bit by a radioactive spider. Better stamina, super strength, super healing, precognition, and getting to meet Iron Man would just be some items of note on the long list of pros. There were plenty of drawbacks too though. He couldn't eat anything with peppermint in it anymore, and he couldn't thermoregulate, but the one con that bothered Peter the most was that normal medication no longer worked on him because of his metabolism. Normally, this wouldn't be a problem except for when he got hurt on patrol and needed painkillers of course, which okay was pretty often, but Peter could deal with a lack of painkillers. Sure, it hurt and was painful, but the wound was always gone in a day or two, because hey super healing. What he couldn't deal with was when his antidepressants stopped working.

#found fic #super metabolism #depression #spider metabolism

[sciderman]

I love the fact your Peter learns from his mistakes.He’s literally telling Wade to not fuck up something that would have even worse consequences of.That’s a good man right there 👏👏 praise for Peter

HE IS SO GOOD. he's wonderful – no one gives him enough credit for just how much he's learned and evolved over the years – he's come so, so far. and i have a wonderful little post i'm sitting on that's kind of actually all about how far he's come. but we see it everywhere – he's constantly evolving, and taking ownership of his mistakes and learning from them.

we say that peter maybe apologises too much, but – he takes what he learns forward. and he wants wade to move forward too. and he believes wade is.

wade - wade's kind of the opinion of the contrary.

it's a sore spot.

a BIG huge ouchie for wade.

fact is - wade's perpetually frustrated that peter is evolving much faster than he is - because wade feels like he's relapsing, constantly. he desperately wants to be better.

it's something that revolves in my brain a lot, actually. wade and peter's differing approaches. wade is of the mindset that there's a constant reset-button on him.

and in the comics - there is. wade is a character that's never allowed to evolve in the comics. he's whatever the writer or audience is interested in, for that week. he's been the villain, been the anti-hero, been the hero, reset. back to villain. back to anti-hero. has a marriage. has a divorce. has a daughter. has his memories of his daughter erased from his memory. he is never allowed to actually progress, or have any sort of stability as a character. deadpool, as a character, has never had a status quo.

peter parker - in his heyday - (we don't talk about the last decade of comics) - growth and evolution was the crux of his comics. he starts off a bitter teen - grows into a cynical college student - into a persevering adult, in a long-term romance and eventual marriage that span decades of comics. he becomes a teacher - he just - he grows. the comics let him evolve to the point you'd hardly recognise him if you sat teenage peter parker and adult peter parker next to each other. it's a long game and you're with him every step - and i just - i think wade's awareness of that reality (what with his relationship with the fourth wall) means that he'll always have this nagging fear that peter's inevitably going to evolve past him, and wade's going to be on reset, again.

i think he's terrified that if he loses peter, he'll be back to square one. i think he's terrified of how much he needs peter here - to remind him that he's doing something right.

#sci speaks #ask-spiderpool #meta

[thevindicativevordan]

What sort of expectations or guesses do you have for Hickman's upcoming Ultimate Spider-Man series? How different of a continuity/status quo do you think Hickman is planning to have for Earth-6160 compared to the classic Spider-Man mythology/timeline? Maybe Uncle Ben ends up being alive?

Quick rundown of thoughts in the wake of the second issue solicit dropping:

Ultimate Green Goblin is starting off as a hero which fits with my theory that it will be Harry. Both Peter and Harry are going to become heroes as a result of their loved ones getting killed by the Illuminati in the Ultimate Universe one shot. That's their "Uncle Ben gets shot" moment, and Harry will believe the official story that Tony is to blame.

Like Peter I think Harry will start off married with kids - to either Liz Allen as in 616 and which fits with Liz showing up in Ultimate Invasion #1, or the far more interesting choice of pairing Harry with Gwen. Where Peter and MJ are going to fight the Illuminati, I bet Harry and Liz/Gwen will be pro Illuminati and ultimately are going to try and take Howard's former spot as ruler of North America. That desire will cause a split between the Parkers and the Osborns which will fuel Harry's descent into madness.

Peter will be working as a scientist at Oscorp or Alchemax, having been groomed to be one of the technocrats himself. Doc Ock will be his superior/mentor in the same way as Insomniac Otto. Most of the villains will be created as a result of Oscorp experiments.

Jameson will actually be pro-Spidey and anti-Goblin which causes tension between Peter and Harry.

The daughter will get powers but the son will get Peter's smarts, mirroring the situation between Franklin and Valeria in Hickman's F4.

Maybe the Multiverse will play a role? Perhaps DoomReed will show 6160 Peter the life he was "supposed" to have and Peter will have to be a hero with the knowledge his life was supposed to be very different (including the knowledge that his best friend is liable to turn on him and become his enemy).

Yes I'm rooting for Ben to be alive with May dead, I think that's a fantastic way of inverting things which Hickman has been consistently doing with this universe. His F4 run was built on the Nathaniel-Reed-Franklin relationship, I see a potential repeat in Ben-Peter-Peter's son.

#ultimate spider man #jonathan hickman