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Damage that is hard to see – Loki x Teenage!Reader

Summary: There are things that exist, but we don't see. For example, we are not in another person's body to know if they are lying or not about their issues. Tony Stark never believed his adoptive daughter about her bodily issues. He never tried to understand, but Loki did. What the hell is going on with Destiny (Reader) ?

WARNING!: Trauma, mention of kidnapping, mention of bullying, mention of abuse in all three ways (Physical, mental and emotional), mention of disorders, self harm AND MORE ! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED ! (This time I didn’t specify anything so it is still safe to read.)

Her name was Destiny Stark. Tony Stark’s daughter. All the Avengers were out, until one. Loki Laufeyson.

She was slightly scared of him. She saw how he acted so cold sometimes and so mean. He was never mean to her, but that was because she ran away from him most of the time. Her Father gave him the Duty to bring her to school.

School… A thing she was not fond of for many reasons.

Her Father didn’t know, but teachers and classmates bully her on a daily basis and she has gotten bodily issues since second grade. She didn’t tell her Father much of it, only when it got really bad she told him she felt sick. But to be honest, she always felt sick as soon as she woke up and had to attend to school.

As she landed in fifth grade with different classmates and teachers, was where everything got worse and it is still just as bad and she is in eighth class now. She told her Father only once or twice about it. The first time he ran with her to the doctors who said she was only imagining it and making stuff up and the second time he didn’t believe her at all.

She stopped telling him anything and if she refused strongly to go to school, she stayed home. JARVIS nor Tony could get into her room if she strongly refused to go. They had no other choices.

But now her Father was gone and Loki was her…caretaker. Today was a day where she strongly refused.

“Destiny get ready for school. You are going. If you like it or not.”, Loki said coldly.

“GO AWAY ! LEAVE ME ALONE !”, she yelled, tears near.

She held her knees tightly to herself, while dry gagging badly. She at first tried to cover her mouth with her hands, but it was fruitless, she only gagged harder. Nothing came out, because she didn’t eat nor drink anything and it was mostly silent, but she knew she couldn’t go today. It would only get worse the closer she got to school.

Suddenly he was in her room and she didn’t even notice him. He only stared at her as he saw her dry gagging horribly.

“Stop pretending to be sick.”, he growled.

Destiny had no time to shriek or even yell, because just then came a very aggressive gag up her throat. Her eyes widened and she ran to the toilet and suddenly she vomited. Out of her didn’t come much, but stomach acid.

‘No, no, no ! Stop ! Stop, please ! Stop ! Why won’t you stop ?!’

Another aggressive gag and she again puked out acid. Loki came into the bathroom and looked into the toilet. He knew then that she wasn’t pretending. He put his hand on her head and invaded her mind.

‘Stop, stop, stop ! Please stop ! No more ! It hurts ! I didn’t eat and drink anything ! Stop gagging and vomiting ! It won’t save you from school anyways ! He will drag you to Hell ! He doesn’t care, no one does ! No one understands ! Why can’t anyone understand and help me ?!’

Loki instantly left her mind and looked at her.

“It happened more than once, didn’t it ? The vomiting, the gagging… How long, Destiny ?”, Loki asked.

“S-since-“

She again gagged and vomited.

“S-second grade…am eighth now…”, she breathed out heavily.

“Does your Father know ?”

“Doesn’t believe me…”

Again she gagged and vomited stomach acid. She started to cry.

It was humiliating, painful and disgusting. She flushed the toilet but stayed over it with her head, not moving.

“Let us go to a doctor.”

“No !”, she yelled and sobbed harder.

“Why not ? This seems serious.”

“They will say that I imagine it again or something. They did it the first time and the second time my Father didn’t even believe me anymore…”, she croaked out.

Loki stared at her. This was serious.

“Why do they not believe you ?”

“Because as soon as I am somewhere else and don’t go to school this stops ! I don’t know what’s wrong with me ! I can’t stop it either ! It’s just there !”

“Why do you think it started ?”

“I don’t know. Maybe my subconsciousness just set it in as a defense mechanism.”

“For what ?”

“School… I have bullies in school. I have been bullied since first grade, just because I asked a boy to be friends. My own class teacher bullied me, others were mean and never helped me when she bullied me and the rest of my class then did the same, with also physical actions. They threw me in dirt and disabled me to catch myself on my hands or feet, making me fall on my chest and face.”

Loki just stared at her in horror and shock.

“Most of them were boys, some of them were girls and others just looked away when it happened. I had no one to turn to. I told my Mom a few times and she tried to stop it, but it just got worse. No one did anything. Then I was set back from third grade to second and I was in a decent class and got friends, but I already had these issues. They already started and I fought against them for almost two years. I was sick a lot and missing school stuff, but I TRIED.”

The God of Mischief clenched his fists. This was Tony Stark’s daughter and Tony just didn’t believe her and never tried to get to the roots of this issue ! What kind of Father is that ?! This doesn’t sound like a physical illness, it sounds like a mental one !

“At fifth grade it got worse. The class changed and the school too. So new classmates and new teachers. I was excited, my body wasn’t but I went anyway. More mature people like me, you know ? But I was wrong. They were worse. They threw insults at everything you did, insulted your looks, hurt you physically whenever they could…Most teachers looked away. And I had three to four teachers who mentally tormented me. They mocked me for barely being in school and whenever I was badly hurt, they refused to sent me home. I had some accidents in PE that required of me going home and they just didn’t care. I don’t wanna go there anymore ! I don’t feel safe !”

Loki saw her crying and he pulled her into a hug. He wasn’t a fan of hugging anyone, but she really needed one right now.

“Have you ever thought of going to a…what do you call these people you talk to and feel mostly better again ?...Psychologist ?”

Destiny shook her head wildly.

“Dad would think I’ve gone mental ! Like I would be a criminal or a killer suddenly and needed someone to talk to !”

“Child…this is a mental issue. You got mentally and emotionally scarred. That is why your body does what it does.”

“But it really isn’t that much of a big deal !”, Destiny protested.

“Kid, I know that you are adopted. Tony got custody of you as soon as your Mother died. Tell me everything. What else happened ?”

“Well…when I was younger, before Ma died and Tony adopted me…my biological Father also tormented us. He had no rights to see me and I never wanted to see him again either. He always came to our home and rang the bell like a mad man, demanding to see me. He was very…aggressive. I was scared of him. He was abusive to Mom and me too, before they parted. Tony was Mama’s best friend. He agreed to take me if something ever happens to her.”

So there WAS more to this. Loki parted from her.

“There was an incident where he even tried to kidnap me. But no one did anything besides give him a warning when we reported it. I was sometimes physically in school, but not mentally, which they all thought was funny to torment further.”, Destiny said.

“Did Stark know ?”

“Mom told him everything. He thinks I am safe here. But I am not. He doesn’t even believe me. I see him as my Dad, don’t get me wrong ! He was always there for me and the first good Father figure I ever had, but…he doesn’t make me feel safe by forcing me to go through this torture over and over again. Heck, I can’t even tell if I am really sick or if it just is this shit again !”, she yelled and pulled on her hair.

Destiny was in a lot of stress and Tony didn’t seem to know any of it.

“It also doesn’t help that it seems like I am the ONLY person on this world who suffers with this ! There is no cure ! I don’t know what to do ! I just know that my body is feeling wrong !”

Loki grabbed her hands and gently pulled them away from her hair. Poor thing was going to rip them out.

“How long has it been since you’ve eaten ?”, Loki asked.

“Not long. I ate yesterday Dinner. Because of all the gagging and vomiting I stopped eating Breakfast. For a while it worked and I was fine, but at fifth class everything got worse, more frequent and more aggressive.”

“So you eat normally ?”

“Yes.”

“Do you harm yourself ?”

“No.”

“Are you sure ?”

“I mean I don’t cut myself or anything, but…is it self destructive behavior when you pull your own eyelashes and eyebrows out ?”

Loki stared at Destiny.

“JARVIS ?”

“It can mean various things such as anxiety, obsessive-compulsive disorder (OCD), or trichotillomania. It is a mental disorder. And despite of wanting to stop, you can’t.”

“Fuck…”, Loki cursed.

“What are all these categories supposed to do ? I know what anxiety is, but the other two ?”, Destiny asked.

“Trichotillomania, also called hair-pulling disorder, is a mental disorder that involves recurrent, irresistible urges to pull out hair from your scalp, eyebrows or other areas of your body, despite trying to stop.”

Destiny stared into space.

“Obsessive-compulsive disorder (OCD) is a common, chronic, and long-lasting disorder in which a person has uncontrollable, reoccurring thoughts ("obsessions") and/or behaviors ("compulsions") that he or she feels the urge to repeat over and over.”

‘This is getting serious…’, Loki thought.

Destiny teared up.

“So I am a mental case… The exact thing I never wanted to be…”

“We can’t decide such things, kid. Now let me give your Father a call.”

Destiny stared at him in fear. She didn’t want Tony to know !

“If I won’t tell him, it will only get worse. You could start pulling out your own bodily hair. You were about to rip your own hair from your scalp just a second ago. It isn’t getting better and Stark puts you under a lot of stress, which will cause you to further harm yourself.”, Loki explained.

Destiny only nodded and looked away. No going back now.

“JARVIS, call Stark and tell him it is about his daughter. It is an emergency, so he better picks up.”, Loki said.

“On it, Mr. Laufeyson.”

The TV turned on and there was the phone beeping and Tony’s profile picture. After three rings Tony picked up.

“What is it with her ? Again her pretending ?”, Tony asked slightly annoyed.

Destiny whimpered softly and Loki glared at the TV.

“Did you know that your daughter is mentally unwell ?”, Loki hissed.

There was silence on the other side for a long while.

“What ?”, he asked with shock.

“She is mentally and emotionally damaged and has mental disorders. The doctors didn’t find anything because it is a mental case, you dimwit ! She didn’t make anything up, she is mentally unwell !”, Loki yelled.

“But how ? I always take care of her and make sure that she is fine !”

“Stark you are the most stupid man in the world ! Destiny gets bullied in school and no one does anything ! She doesn’t say anything because in the past no one did anything anyways and the abuse got worse ! Then top that with a cherry that her biological Father also mentally and emotionally scarred her ! Her bodily issues are REAL, but it is MENTAL. She also has the urge to pull her own eyebrows and eyelashes out and her own damn hair ! She could have Trichotillomania for all I know ! It is a mental disorder that gives you the urge to pull your hair out anywhere ! She HARMS herself !”

The other line was dead silent.

With Stark…

He was with the rest of the Avengers. They just finished the mission and were on their way home. He turned on the speaker so everyone could hear Loki and they were in utter shock and horror.

Tony was in shock the most. He had no idea that Destiny was mentally and emotionally scarred enough to cause herself harm. He always thought that she will stay that way and everything is fine, but it wasn’t. He suddenly realized how much stress and sorrow he put her under. He covered his mouth and tears fell. Just what had he done ?

“We’ll be home in a little bit. Keep her home. I’ll be there soon.”, Tony said and then hung up.

“Tony…”

“No ! I have to go NOW !”

Tony went into his Iron Man suit and then jumped out of the jet, blasting off and dashing back home. He should have known…

With Destiny and Loki…

Destiny was very scared now.

“He will yell at me…”, she whimpered.

Loki turned to her.

“He won’t.”, Loki replied.

“He will ! He always does when he does that !”, she yelled.

She gripped her hair again and started to pull on it. Loki rushed over, but it was too late this time. She pulled and had a few chunks of hair in her hand.

“He always does ! He always does ! He’ll yell ! He’ll yell !”, she screamed.

Loki held her hands and made her look at him.

“He won’t.”, he assured her calmly.

“Trust me. He won’t yell at you. I won’t allow it.”

“I’M SORRY ! I’m such a lost cause !”, Destiny yelled, sobbing.

Loki pulled her close to himself.

“You didn’t do anything wrong. Calm down. Nothing bad will happen.”

Then the doors opened and Tony came running in.

“Loki, where is she ?!”, he yelled at him.

“You better lower your voice this instant, Stark. She is already in a blind panic.”, Loki hissed.

Tony looked at him and then saw his daughter clinging to Loki with fear. She stared at him with fear. Tony felt horrible. Of course…he yelled at her a lot when she started to act up again.

“Dest, I’m not going to yell at you. Tell me what you want me to do.”, Tony told her calmly.

She didn’t say anything, just sobbed and clung to Loki.

“I want you to make it all stop. I don’t want to be a mental case !”, she yelled.

Tony stared at her in worry and guilt.

“How long has this been going on ?”, Tony asked.

“Since fifth grade.”, she said.

“So the eyebrows are just drawn on and the eyelashes are fake ?”

She nodded.

“Show me.”, he said softly.

Destiny shook her head wildly.

“NO !”

“Hey, hey…it’s okay. I just want to see how bad it already got, Dest. I will not yell.”, Tony soothed.

Loki summoned a cloth for her to wipe away the drawn on eyebrows and to remove the fake eyelashes. She hesitated, but then took it and wiped it all away and took off the eyelashes. Tony was in horror and Loki was speechless from shock.

There was almost NOTHING left of any of these two important things ! Then Tony noticed the two chunks of pulled hair on the floor.

“Loki tell me this is YOUR hair.”, Tony said in worry.

“I was too late to stop her from pulling her hair out.”, Loki softly informed.

Tony covered his mouth in shock. Destiny started to panic, thinking he will yell now. She started to cry.

“I’M SORRY !”, she screamed.

Loki quickly hugged her and she hid her face in his stomach, crying without an end in near sight.

“I had no idea…”, Tony mumbled.

“Nor did I. I just asked her and got to the roots of this whole issue.”

The whole day was spent on Destiny to calm her down and sooth her. Tony made appointments by doctors and a psychologist. Let us all hope it can help her in some way.

End ?

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Tony Stark: Are We Fighting?(Tony x Reader)

Tony Stark: Are We Fighting?(Tony x Reader)

Warning: Sexual implying if you squint.  Tony being cute and you being mad at him for a second.

A/N: Y’all this is my favorite, I love Tony fluff.

Summary: Tony’s in deep water after you notice the “head of security” watching your every move for an entire week straight. The only problem is, it’s date night, and can you really stay mad at someone with that face? 

Word Count: 2k+

*NOT MY GIF* Don’t copy my work !

The aroma of tomato sauce and Italian herbs wafted the air around you immediately as you swung the large front door open, walking in. Tonight was date night, you were starving, but you had a serious bone to pick with the conniving genius. You kick your heels off and make your way through the foyer greeted by dimmed lights, a candle lit living room, soft romantic music playing, and an excessive amount of rose peddles leading up the grand staircase.

Nice touch Stark.

You look at it all in awe, but try to snap out of it, because you meant business tonight.

“Tony?!” You call out wondering where he was.

“In here.” He says peaking his head through the kitchen entry way, wiping his hands dry on a dish towel. “You look ravishing.” He says as he makes his way over to you, wrapping an arm around your waist giving you a quick hug and kiss on your forehead. “This isn’t too much is it?”

This was probably the best one yet. You were delighted at his efforts to make date nights memorable, especially since you hardly saw him. He had either been busy being an avenger or down in his lab working his life away. You were also very busy yourself running Stark Industries. Between the meetings and work related calls, it was a very rare occasion when you and Tony could just enjoy each others company. So this was when weekly date nights were born; Just a time to catch up and be together and have unadulterated quality time. You sigh taking it all in. Tony always does them well, especially when he is trying to make up for something. The dimmed lights, roses, music, candles, even his cologne— god, did his cologne smell good, intoxicating even. You could swoon right then and there the atmosphere was the definition of romantic and relaxing and here you are ready to uproar it all.

Damn, right.

“Told you date night would be extraordinary tonight.” He smirks taking your silence as a sign that you were pleased, while wiggling his eyebrows up and down. “Be back in a sec, get comfy.” He says giving you a wink before turning away.

He makes his way back into the kitchen to finish up whatever he had been doing previous and you follow him. He turns around and gives you a weird look, scrunching his face as he sees you following behind him. Those dazzling brown eyes weren’t going to get you this time, you were still mad— Maybe not as mad as you were before coming through that front door, but still upset enough to confront the issue right now.

“So something interesting happened to me today.” You say setting your purse on the kitchen counter as Tony strategically plates the pasta he made.

“Oh yeah?” He says maneuvering through the kitchen. “And what might that be kitten?” After he’s done, he turns to you popping an olive into his mouth, as he leans against the counter behind, ready listen attentively.

“Well I was ya know working my little ass off, minding my business… Ya know as I do every single day. When I noticed a very attentive Happy Hogan, watching my every move.” You say eyeing him suspiciously as he smiled innocently. “I thought to myself, now I’ve been seeing Happy in all sorts of wacky places this week, why would he do something like that?”

“I donno, why babe?” He says dusting his hands together for no particular reason looking everywhere else, but your face.

“Mmmh- maybe he’s just being his old paranoid, overbearing self this week. Watching my every move for no apparent reason.” You say testily, you already know Stark put him up to it. 

“Happy is very dedicated to his new position. Didn’t you hear? He’s head of security, babe. He’s gotta be eyes and ears.” He sighs, now moving from his leaning position to begin pouring two glasses of bubbly. “That’s our Happy for ya."

Of course you heard, and of course Tony was the one who appointed him, and of course Stark Industries did not need that.

“Oh jeez golly! Eyes and ears on little ol me?” You say in a fake sarcastic souther bell accent. 

He raises his eyebrows, and gives you a well justified laugh, because that accent was horrendous.

“Did you send happy to spy on me or what Tony?” You say getting to the point.

“No.” He says shaking his head from side to side frantically like a child who’s just got caught stealing from the cookie jar. “Nope, I don’t recall.”

“You don’t recall?” You scoff. “It’s a very simple thing to remember doing Tony. Did you say oh Happy please spy on my faithful, loyal, beautiful, loving, girlfriend?”

“Um— are we fighting?” We're not fighting are we?” He sighs genuinely unsure.

You didn’t want to fight or argue either, but he was getting on your nerves beating around the bush. You already knew he did it, you just needed to know why.

“Sure, we aren’t fighting Tony.” You say annoyance booming through, hoping he would just come out with it. He was definitely pushing your buttons. “Now did you send him?” 

“ I don’t recall.” He says again now putting on a fake ‘thinking’ face.

“You don’t recall asking him?! Okay, well I am sure if we give him a call that might jog your little memory.” You grab your phone out of your purse quickly dialing his number. “Mmmh I think you’ve been hit on the head entirely way too many times, ya know since you can’t recall events.”

Before you can press the dial button to call Happy, Tony swiftly reaches over the counter where you are standing and snatches the phone from your grip, ending the call before it’s made. 

“Okay, listen baby, I think we’re fighting, and I don’t want to fight tonight.” He says with pleading eyes putting his hands up in defense.

“Tony!” You yell at him going to where he is standing in the spacious kitchen. “You're not answering my question and you should have thought about that before asking Happy to spy on me!” Which I’m not understanding what for! Just say you don’t trust me and leave it at that, why play all these games?!”

His face flattened.

“Okay, kitten, listen it wasn’t like that. I do too trust you.”

So he did put Happy up to it— of course he did.

“You better explain or I’m Leaving Tony.”

He sighs heavily, shame settling on his features. 

“Happy brought up this guy? Aldrich Killian, said you dated him a while back?" “Oh my go- you don’t trust me!” You exhaust throwing your hands up and turning on the heels of your feet ready to retreat out of the kitchen.

“No!” Tony quickly follows behind you. Come on babe, let’s talk about this!” He says grabbing you by your shoulder gently spinning you around.

“Tony you’re doing a lot of the talking, and only digging yourself in a deeper hole.” You say crossing your arms. 

“Okay, let’s back track, I trust you, with everything I own, my life even. I’ve just been overwhelmed and overthinking recently. I can’t say what I did was right, but in the moment I didn’t feel it was exactly wrong either.”

“In the moment Tony really? What moment did you realize I needed to be spied on like some convict? What moment did you realize you didn’t trust me alone at work with some guy, I hardly ever dated by the way!”

“Okay, okay! I did not send him to spy on you, I sent him to keep an eye on you.”

“Same shit Sherlock and I don’t appreciate it ! You say you trust me but tis is definitely not how it’s coming off.” You huff in annoyance, trying to grab your phone from him again, in which he manages to keep it away from you snacking his free arm around you. “Give it back now, I’m leaving Tony!”

“Would you stop getting mad?!” He huffs. “Just- it’s not a trust thing baby. It’s a safety thing.”

“I wouldn’t be getting mad if you’d just tell me the truth and stop beating around the damn bush. I’m over it anyways, I’m going to be leaving now, so give me my phone and let me go.” He rolls his eyes and pulls you into him closer. “No you’re not leaving , stop being dramatic.” He says holding onto you tight, still holding the phone away from your grasp with his other hand. You scrunch up your face about to say something,  about his remark, but he quickly says. “And don’t be mad that I think you’re being dramatic about this.” He says to ensure he digs himself out of being in trouble over that stupid comment.

He continues, “You already know I trust you so don’t give me that. I did all of this because I love you.” He says holding you close and swaying the two of you slightly to the music that is still playing softly in the background.

“Not the because I love you speech.” You say rolling your eyes, hands resting on his chest trying to create distance between the two of you, but he just pulls you back into him. “You are so annoying.” You comment on the action, surrendering to his grasp.

“No it’s not like that, I just needed to make sure you were safe. No malicious thought behind it or intent, I swear. I just wanted to make name you are safe at all times.” He says softly with a sigh as he feels that you’ve calmed down.

“Why wouldn’t I be safe at work?” You say looking up at him. He now sets your phone down on the near by counter and places the hand to your face, caressing your cheek.

“Anyone can be in danger anywhere honey, I’ve learned that the hard way— and if I were to loose you? Well let’s just say for my sake and peace of mind, I might of let fear cloud my judgment and asked Happy to keep an eye on you. No spying, just an eye. You know how he gets.” He looks deeply into your eyes and you could tell he was telling the truth. “I’m sorry, okay?” He leans into you just enough to rub his nose against yours playfully. “Do you accept my apology?” He says in a child like voice, giving you puppy dogs eyes.

He was so cute.

“Okay fine, I’m hearing you.” You say caving in. “But you’ve gotta stop him from following my every move— if I’m going to the bathroom, I don’t need him right out the door.” You huff.

“Done, you got it, Happy is officially barred off of bathroom duties. Can we kiss and make up now?” He says this as his lips ghost over yours and you happily lean into the kiss, knowing full well it was long overdue after how hard he worked to impress you tonight. This kiss was sweet and sincere, while also deep and romantic. 

“I love you.” He says after breaking the kiss.

“You're a pain, but I love you too.” You both laugh before you give him another kiss. 

“Now are we still fighting?” He smirks after pulling away a second time. “Just wanna double check before I invest.”

“You're so annoying.” You laugh rolling your eyes playfully. “No we aren’t.”

“Good because our spaghetti is getting cold and our chardonnay is getting flat.” He says intertwining your fingers and spinning you around to walk into the living room. “And you look entirely too good to keep this on all night.” He says referring to your outfit. “I can’t believe you were going to call Happy.”

“Well how about next time, you don’t play with me.” You laugh ready to enjoy your dinner.

“Oh, but honey, playing with you is my favorite thing to do. I especially love it when you scream my name.” He smirks giving you a wink.

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Don’t tell my dad!

Pairing: peter parker x stark!reader 

Word Count: 2.2k

Summary: you overhear your Dad’s intern talking about a party, and you decide to sneak in with your best friend

Warnings: underage drinking, poorly made decisions, rebellious teens

Author’s note: it’s not really peter parker x reader, more like in a platonic friend way? I just had a dream about this happening, so I decided to write about it :) Also meet Kenzie! She is an OC and I decided to add her into this as y/n’s bff. I hope you guys enjoy it!!

You had heard about the party from your Dad’s newest intern, Peter Parker, when asked about his weekend plans. He mentioned he was attending a party at a friend’s house, and you were interested immediately. You had talked to Peter a few times while passing in the tower. He was a nice guy, the same age as you, also. Both of you were 17. He didn’t strike you as the party type, but you weren’t going to question it.

You had been raised in the tower since you were five, the year your Dad had taken custody of you after the death of your Mom. Living with the Avengers and bearing the last name  ‘Stark’ meant that you never got a chance to go to school with other kids. Instead, you were homeschooled, first by your Dad, but now you were learning the complex subjects from Dr. Banner. You didn’t surprise anyone when you showed the same interest in engineering at a young age, being a Stark and all. You were greatly appreciative about the challenging schooling you received, but you regretted not developing the social skills a normal teenager would have.

You have a few friends including a best one named Kenzie, a daughter of your Father’s friend but that didn’t help with socializing. You wanted to experience a high school party, just like the ones you had seen in the movies. It was a perfect plan, you could find out the address somehow, and go along with Kenzie. Kenzie was also homeschooled but was more normal than you could ever feel. 

“Are you sure it’s safe?” Kenz said as she sat beside your bed, strapping her shoes.

“Yes! My Dad is out tonight and I had FRIDAY do some research, and this guy, Flash, is known for throwing huge parties where multiple high schools go. It’s not like we are going to see anyone we know.”

“What about your Dad’s intern? Isn’t that how you heard about the party?”

You shrug, “He doesn’t seem like the party type so I doubt he will even show up, and if he does I’m sure we can find a way to avoid him. We can just find a corner to drink in.”

“This is so risky, Y/N!” Kenzie grabs your arm and shakes it.

“I know, it’s exciting.” You shove Kenzie off of you and you flash an annoyed smile. 

“Ready?” Kenzie stands up and you nod. Both of you tiptoe down to the garage, avoiding Steve who was usually in the training facility at night. Fortunately, he wasn’t there.

“Should we take the Mercedes?” you ask Kenz who look over at you with wide eyes.

“You have a Mercedes? You have options?”

You giggle, “My Dad lets me drive any of his cars except his Lambo. We can also take the Porsche.”

“I’m good with the Mercedes, we’re trying to lay low! Plus how are we getting back if we both want to drink?”

“My Dad has programmed FRIDAY into each of his cars so it can do autopilot,” and right on cue, the car lit up with FRIDAY’s voice.

“Hello, Y/N Stark. Where are we going tonight?” 

“Whoahhhh,” Kenz gasps under her breath. You repeat the address that FRIDAY had found back at the car.

“I’ll drive, FRIDAY.” You grab the wheel and rev the engine a little before pulling out of the garage into the cold streets and the starry night sky. 

“I’m nervous,” Kenzie admits as you park down the street from the house. It was big and lit up with multi-colored lights. It was on an isolated street down a private drive, which was a good thing because with how loud it already was from the outside, you were certain police would show up at some point. 

“It’s okay, I just need to make sure no one recognizes me and that we avoid Peter.”

“Sounds easy enough, sure, yeah, whatever you say” Kenzies’ tone is filled with sarcasm but you just roll your eyes at her. 

“I’m not that famous.”

“No, of course not! Just the rightful heir of Stark Industries, no big deal!”

“C’mon, let’s just get inside and grab a drink.” You open the car door and are greeted by the chilly night air. You walk up to the angular house, flashing a smile at the group of preppy looking kids playing beer pong on the huge and perfectly manicured front lawn. The music pounds out of the crack in the door as you push it open. A kid in a colorful floral hawaain shirt spills beer over himself as he stumbles past you in the hallway. Immediately, you know you're in the right place. 

“FRIDAY, check for Peter,” you whisper to the black glasses on your face. It was a good thing fashion glasses were in style, but you think to yourself that these might look a bit outdated. “Hm?” Kenzie turns to look at you. You point to your glasses and she mouths an “ohhh”. Even if you wanted to, you wouldn't be able to hear her over the music. 

“We’re good, no Peter yet. I’m sure the drinks will be in the kitchen, right?” you ask and Kenz nodded. It was difficult to maneuver through the sweaty, heaving crowd but eventually, you discover the kitchen. There's a sign above the granite counter that says “live, laugh, love”. These people fuckin suck. You notice a crappy cardboard sign that says “Shot Station” written in bold sharpie.

“Should we do shots?” Kenzie asks you nervously.

“I’m down,” you smirk, letting the Stark in you take over. You remember your Dad’s famous words in your head “never do something I would do when I was your age.” Doing something you knew you weren’t supposed to do made you bubble with excitement.

You take lead and grab two tiny red solo shot glasses and fill them up with a bottle of Malibu someone pulled from the fridge. It smells strongly of coconut and alcohol.

“To being adventurous!” Kenzie shouted, raising her cup for a toast.

“Being adventurous!” you yell back, bringing the cup to your lips and letting the warm liquid slide down your throat.

“What now?” Kenzie asks.

“Let’s make a mixed drink to carry around with us and we can go explore the rest of the house. FRIDAY told me there is a game room!” 

“Okay!” Kenzie agrees. You throw some lemonade and the rest of the malibu into a bigger cup, and Kenzie does the same. You hope that the drinks are for everyone, after all they are just sitting out so you don’t worry too much.

“Sorry, I made ‘em kind of strong!” you hand Kenz the drink and she takes a sip, eyes going wide.

“That’s delicious!” 

“That’s why mixed drinks are dangerous.”

The two of you wander around the house, making sure to watch for Peter until you find the game room. Both of your jaw’s drop when you first open the door. There are pool tables, foosball, ping pong machines, and tables for card games.

“Hey! We’re playing a game of rage cage, want to join?” a slurred voice calls out towards the two of you. 

“Us?” you and Kenz look at each other.

“Yes!” 

You look over at Kenz with a questioning look, and she raises her eyebrows in a confirming manner. The people seemed nice, and you didn’t recognize any of them. 

“How do we play?” you ask, taking a sip of your drink. A taller blonde guy, probably around your age as well, shuffles the cards and smiles down at you.

“You never played?”

“Nope,” you shake your head, feeling the heat bleed into your cheeks.

“It’s easy, you just try to make the ping pong ball into your cup before the person next to you, and if you don’t make it you have to chug the drink and try to make it again. If you get stacked then you have to drink.”

“Seems simple enough,” you muttered.

“Let’s do it!” Kenzie cheered, causing a few others to cheer with her. You wish you had the same charisma as her, but maybe the alcohol was already playing a role. You take another large gulp of your drink hoping you would feel something soon. 

The game was confusing at first, and both you and Kenz ended up chugging about three glasses of beer before understanding. You both got a hold of it and ended up doing pretty well. 

It was down to the last cup, the bitch cup as they called it, and it was your turn next. If you didn’t get the ball in the tower of red solo cups before the person next to you, you had to chug the entire cup of randomly mixed alcohol. 

“No!” you shouted as the person next to you stacked their cup on top of yours.

“You gotta drink the bitch cup, bitchhh!” Kenzie sloppily points her finger into your shoulder. You looked over at her, and you could sense she was pretty drunk.

Fine!” you grab the bitch cup and everyone starts chanting “chug! Chug! Chug!” and you down the nasty drink. 

“holyyy,” the everyone at the table all gasped at how fast you drank the bitch cup. You wiped your mouth and smiled with glee. You were a Stark, after all.

“I need airrrr,” Kenzie leaned on your shoulder.

“Me toooo,” the room was spinning as you started to walk out of the room, into the hallway and back towards the stairs.

“I feel so funny,” Kenzie giggled clumsily. “I feel like I can dance in the… in the sky!” She starts spinning in circles, flapping her arms like a bird. 

You laugh until you can’t breathe as you watch your best friend drunkenly dance her way upstairs. Your stomach is spinning with alcohol, and you need fresh air, quickly.

“I feel sick,” you mumble to Kenzie. 

“But I wanna dance!” she grabs your hands as  you reach the main floor where the music is pumping and everyone is swaying together in synchronized rhythm.

“Kenzzzz,” you groan. 

“Y/N Stark, you have a blood alcohol concentration level of .228. It is best you get along home.” FRIDAY’s voice sounds in your ear. You grab your glasses and shove them in your pocket. You can hear FRIDAY objecting as her voice is muffled in your jeans.

“I need to-,” you start to tell Kenzie as you feel the contents of your stomach start to fill up to your throat and you grab your mouth as you tumble out the back door to the dark patio before falling over into the damp grass. You spill your guts into a bush the moment you reach the backyard. You know that a ton of people probably are watching you right now, but, at this point? You could care less. You wipe your mouth with the sleeve of your sweatshirt. 

“Y/N?” a familiar voice calls out behind you.

“Peter!” you whip around quickly, causing you to trip over your own foot and spin right into him. Peter’s arms were around you instantly, keeping you from hitting the concrete.

“What are you doing here?” he helps you stand up. 

“Please don’t tell my Dad!” you manage through clumsy lips.

“I won’t, Y/N.” He wipes a strand of hair away from your face as he studies you. You feel uncomfortable with his gaze.

“Y/N? Where are yo-oh.” Kenzie stops mid-sentence as she sees Peter holding your shoulders.

“She threw up,” Peter looks over at your friend.

“I thought FRIDAY was supposed to tell you when he was nearby,” Kenzie tries to whisper to you but fails as Peter hears her.

“What?” he looks over at you as you grab the glasses from your pocket, showing him them guiltily.

“Ah, I won’t tell your Dad! I promise! You should go home though, you’re really sick Y/N.”

“I’m fineee,” you lean into Peter’s arms, resting your head on his strong shoulder.

“Erm.” Peter’s cheeks blush, he had barely talked to you and now you were drunkenly resting in his arms.

“I wanna danceee, are you drunk too Peter?” you ask him.

“I don’t, um, drink, but I really think you and your friend should go back home. Did you drive here?”

“We took a Mercedes!” Kenzie giggled.

“Right, well how about I drive you two back home?” he suggests.

“FRIDAY can driveee,” you hiccup. Peter couldn’t help but chuckle.

“I think it would be best if a human made sure you two got home safe.”

You pout, “But Spide-” but Peter’s hand comes closing in on your mouth before you could finish your sentence.

“Let’s go!” Peter grabs your hand and Kenz’s arm and pulls both of you towards the very recognizable Mercedes. 

“Hi, Peter, headed to the tower?” FRIDAY’s voice chirps over the speakers. Kenz was in the back seat laying down. You stared over at Peter, taking in the brown curls that lay gently on his forehead. 

The drive back to the compound was short, but maybe that was because you had closed your eyes and dozed off a couple of times. There wasn’t music playing either, so the silence was only filled with the soft snores of Kenzie in the backseat.

“We’re here,” Peter shakes your shoulder softly, trying to wake you up from your dazed state. You could barely keep your eyes focused on the brunette in front of you. 

“Kenzie” you mumble but you hear her stretching and yawning in the back.

“I’ll help you too upstairs, you’re on the third floor right, Y/N?”

You nodded, “Next to my Dad’s room.”

Peter nods, shutting the driver’s door and walking over towards the passenger side to help you out. Kenzie ends up being in a better state than you. She was able to walk but you rely on Peter to even stand up. 

“You’re cute, Peter.” The words slips off your tongue as you all manage to stand upright in the elevator.

“Erm, thank you.” He scratches the back of his neck with his free hand. The elevator doors open with a ding to the third floor. 

“Well, this is a surprise,” your Dad’s stern voice greets you. He walks into view with his arms crossed against his chest. 

“Damnit,” you groan. You keep your eyes on the ground, avoiding your Dad’s glare.

“Hi Mister Stark, I found Y/N and Kenzie at the party and thought I should get them home safely. I made sure nothing bad happened to them!” Peter rapid fired.

“I think I will take it from here, thank you Peter,” your Dad patts his shoulder, looking up at you knowingly. 

“See you around,” you slur. You almost begin to stumble over when Peter removes his arm that was holding you up, but your Dad catches you. 

“Whoa there, are we drunk?” His voice has a hint of sarcasm in it. 

“I don’t knowww, am I?” you giggle. 

“You should sleep, same with you Kenzie. Do your parents know what happened tonight?”

“No, sir,” she shook her head. 

“I won’t tell them, but take it from a parent. Being honest is better than keeping secrets. You can sleep in the guest room, I’m going to go take Y/N here, to bed.”

“Thank you, sir.” Kenzie walks down the hall towards the familiar guest room. You feel a bit guilty that you had put her in this position, but you were not expecting to get as blasted as you were. Your Dad practically carries you to your room and you lay down on the bed, feeling the warm pull of sleep immediately. 

“Y/N,” your Dad begins to speak. 

“Mmm, tired,” you mumble. You lay in the fetal position, head on the pillow and eyes already closed. You can hear your dad sigh heavily and feel a heavy blanket being pulled up and over your body. 

“We will talk about this tomorrow and discuss consequences, but for now I’ll let you sleep. Love you, Y/N.”

“I’m sorry,” you squeak.

“I know, but we will talk tomorrow. Get some rest.”

“Okay, love you Dad.” 

It didn’t take long for you to fall asleep, and even though you were mentally prepared for the lecture from your father, nothing would have prepared you for the massive hangover you were about to be greeted with in the morning. 

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Advent Calendar Day 17 - Having a Birthday Close To Christmas Drabble (GN!Reader)

Wordcount: 401

Warnings: Mentions of sex

A/N: This is self indulgent as it’s my birthday today! I chose one of my comfort characters for this.

You knew Tony too well to know that he would go all out for your birthday, even though you insisted he didn’t have too due to Christmas approaching; and the fact he would spoil you rotten.

Just as you woke up, the man himself walked in with two present bags which were filled to the brim, then left and came back with your favourite drinks. Even if they were overrated.

“Tony, what did I say about presents?” You remembered distinctively telling him about no presents, having him as a boyfriend was enough to make you the happiest person alive. But did Tony Stark ever listen? No.

“That you wanted loads and to be treated like royalty.” With a smirk your way coming from him, he set your drinks on the bedside table. You should’ve known he wouldn’t listen, and felt like it would’ve been a good idea to prepare for the morning of your birthday.

And in Tony’s hand there was a list, he started to tick them off, which only gave you the idea that he had more planned than just this. Which you appreciated, but the press already called you all sorts, and accused you of being with him for his money. As if Tony was your sugar daddy.

“Can’t we just stay in and cuddle? Or do a little something else.” Catching his attention at your last comment, a grin formed on Tony’s face as he knew what you were insinuating. There was no way Tony Stark ever said no to sex.

Putting the list down on the night stand, he crawled on top of you, and you instinctively wrapped your legs around his waist.

“But I do have a party to organise, so let’s make it quick.” There was no point in arguing with him, you could already tell it was going to be the best party of the year. Or what year was left of it.

“And don’t worry.” Tony continued on before leaning in to kiss your neck, as if he was whispering filth to you. “No Christmas theme whatsoever, but there will be a massive ice sculpture of you.”

“Of course there will be.” You laughed slightly, before humming as Tony kissed his way up to your ear, biting the lobe lightly just to get your attention.

“Happy Birthday. Now, let’s get onto that birthday sex, scream as loud as you want.”

You did.

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cardigan / p.p

pairing: peter parker x stark!reader

summary: “you thought i was dead?” after you go missing with no leads to what happened, you are presumed dead and peter writes letters addressed to you, to help with his grief

word count: 3k

requested: no

warnings: semi character death, heartbreaking angst :( , fluff

a/n: this is for @ariistotles​ lovely writing challenge! i am using prompt 9 for my fic and i hope you guys enjoy!

two days. forty-eight hours. two thousand eighty minutes. one hundred seventy-two thousand, eight hundred seconds. that’s how long you had been missing. the team of avengers, including desperate peter parker sat around a table, staring at the very little evidence they had of your disappearance. it was only two nights ago when you and peter had been cuddled in bed and you had left to go home. 

evidently, you never returned home. 

peter ran his hands through his hair with frustration, eyes bloodshot red from crying. he was terrified and guilty, knowing if he had just walked you home, he wouldn’t be staring at the picture of you on the screen in front of him.

“we have no leads,” sam wilson stated,” the only evidence is this cardigan.”  

peter knew you were wearing it when you left. he recognized the cute patches of stars scattered on the knitted sleeves and the oversized buttons along the ends. it was always so big on you, he didn’t think you would have bought it from that thrift store, but the moment you laid eyes on it, you fell in love with it. you had fixed up the holes and messed up seams, it looked like something someone would shove under a bed. but you took it into your care.

“she was wearing that after she left my apartment,” peter explained, voice cracking. the entire time he had been silent as they investigated your disappearance. “she almost forgot it but i reminded her.” 

peter took a glance at the cardigan, instantly taking notice of the blood-stained sleeves. 

“we have to find her,” he finally added, one tear slipping down his cheek. tony hadn’t spoken at all, and peter knew why. peter understood what it felt like to lose someone. there was a chance you’d be found again, but it was slim. you were just gone. 

the next few days were hell for peter. they hadn’t found anything and all he wanted to believe was that you were at least alive. everyone around him seemed to be giving up already. peter had even overheard tony talking with the other avengers, thinking that you weren’t alive and he’d have to plan a funeral. peter refused to give up, he couldn’t believe the idea that you were dead. there was only a glimmer of hope left in some of the avengers. every day that passed, the more likely it was that you were dead. it wasn’t until two months of searching, they finally gave in.

tony kept the funeral private. it took everything in peter to just crawl out of bed that early morning and may had to help him tie the tie for his suit. his hands trembled too much to get it straight. he didn’t want to believe you were gone, but by this point, he was giving up himself. everything at the funeral was dark, the opposite of what you were like. you always had the brightest of smiles, your hair would always smell like fresh daisies from a meadow. everyone who gathered around was silent, staring at an empty casket, watching it get lowered into the ground. 

peter found himself alone after the casket was six feet under and collapsed to his knees in front of the gravestone. tears openly fell down his face, as he stared at the name written on the stone. y/n stark. he wanted to stop making events like this so familiar. first his parents, then uncle ben. now you. the love of his life, the person he dreamed of marrying. some people see this as an unattainable fantasy because when you are young, they assume you know nothing. but peter was sure. you were supposed to be the one. his endgame. but you were gone. 

a hand tapped his shoulder revealing the familiar face of tony stark. seeing him made peter fall apart as tony pulled him into a tight embrace. peter finally let it all out. with his shoulders shaking with sobs and soft cries leaving his breathless lips, peter parker was finally showing his grief. 

grief was a fickle thing. it constantly changed. peter had been in such disbelief for the past months you were gone, but now he was trying to bargain with what happened. he gave his suit back to tony, he moved on from being spider-man, and tried living normally. he was trying to change himself for you. but it was hard. it took every amount of effort to bring himself out of his bedroom. the only thing that kept him going was the desire to do things you would want him to do. it didn’t take long for aunt may to take peter to a therapist. they could help him sort out the pain he was holding onto.

“tell me about her.”

“y/n was the perfect example of joy,” peter admitted with a desolate tone. “she was always looking to help anyone before herself. something she got from her dad. her hair always smelled amazing, like a garden almost. she liked to braid it, and stick flowers in it. y/n got the idea from tangled…” he paused, staring at the ground. he had planned a date before you went missing. he was going to take you to a lantern festival. where you could recreate the scene from tangled. peter knew how happy it would have made you. but you were gone. you’d never see the lanterns, you’d never live that dream.

“she had a cardigan… something she found at a thrift store, on the ground without a price tag. it had holes in the sleeves and she chose to patch them up with little stars. it was always too big on her, y/n always wore it with everything. i never saw her without it. she once forgot it when we left for a road trip, made me turn around to go get it for her but i was happy to,” a rare smile came onto peter’s face as he thought about the dimples on your cheek when he had put the cardigan around you. the smile faded,” it was the only thing they found when she went missing. it had blood on it and i know something bad happened.”

“i couldn’t stop it. i couldn’t save her.”

the woman in the chair across from him said nothing, just stared at peter as he avoided her gaze. after a couple moments, she began speaking,” you need to figure out a way to say goodbye to y/n. i understand how hard that may seem, but there are ways. i want you to write letters addressed to her. just start with something normal, you don’t have to address her death in the letter, just make it between you and her. the more you write these. the easier it’ll get to let go. “

peter stared at a blank piece of paper for hours that night. he didn’t know how to start. every time he picked up the pen his hand started shaking and he was too scared to write your name. with a frustrated groan, he jumped onto his bed, face buried in his hands. normally, peter would go to you to talk out his stress, to feel your arms around him but he couldn’t have that now. 

that’s when he took notice of your cardigan hung on the corner of his bed frame. he took it into his hands, letting out a sigh. it was the only thing he had left out you. the only part of you that was left behind. so peter put it around himself, pulling his arms into the sleeves. it felt like you had your arms around him again and gave him the boost he had been looking for. 

so he wrote:

my love y/n,  

i don’t want to talk about you being gone yet, just let me have this moment to tell you the things i didn’t say. you were perfect. you are still perfect. i know that sees unbelievable to you, but every moment i shared with you, i cherished like a child would cherish a new toy. 

except i never grew tired of you. you always came with new surprises. whether it was the time i thought you had never watched star wars and you admitted to being one of the biggest star wars nerds there is or the time i caught you crying to rom coms when we were friends, wishing you had that kind of romance. you were a hopeless romantic. mj said you were always looking for a disney prince of your own. i hope i was good enough to earn that title. i hope i gave you your dream love story. because every moment i spent with you was something exhilarating and i ever wanted to pass it up. 

 i just hope i was enough for you.

peter knew the letter was short, but he couldn’t bear to finish. tears marked the page with scratched out words and messy handwriting. he was supposed to write a letter every day. every day until he was able to say one word. goodbye. 

slowly he started getting there. very slowly. 

every day he wrote a new letter. they consistently got longer, but there were days it got short. he tried his best to avoid talking about you being gone. sometimes the letters were simple, saying i went to the grocery store for the first time in awhile. i saw your favorite snack and ended up buying it. i never liked it until now. i guess you influenced me so much.

there were harder days though. these days the paper would be stained with tears and may would come into his room and would find him crying. those letters always had the words “i miss you” and questioned why you had to go so soon. 

there was only one thing he always did when he was writing these letters. he was always wearing your cardigan. he even began wearing it just around the house or to school. may never failed to notice and would wash it for him to wear the next day when peter forgot. having the cardigan around him made him feel comfortable and safe. almost like you were right with him. he even wore it to his second visit with the therapist, four months after your disappearance 

“it’s getting easier to write the letters,” the brunette boy admitted, fiddling with the ends of the sleeves. “i’ve wrote so many already. it’s almost like i can still talk to her, even when she’s gone.” 

the woman smiled. “that’s good peter.”

“but remember, the goal isn’t to hold on, you have to let go. you have to say goodbye.” 

peter hated the sound of it. he couldn’t imagine a life without you in it, he couldn’t imagine moving on from you because every day he still missed you more than anything. 

it took another six months for him to finally write a final letter. ten months after you had disappeared.

my love, y/n, 

this isn’t an easy one to write. these past few months have been hell but i’ve rolled with the punches. i just left flowers at your gravestone. chrysanthemums, your favorites. it’s always been hard seeing your name on that stone and not seeing you next to me.

i miss every inch of you, y/n. i miss the feeling of your lips on mine and the tender kisses you’d press on my neck. i miss watching you fall asleep, i miss running my hand over your back while you snored. i miss seeing your beautiful face, the one that never failed to make me smile. every time i see a star wars movie come on, i’m reminded of your constant rants about padmé and anakin’s romance and how badass all the women of star wars are. i even still think about the day i met you. we were just kids, and you pushed over some other little kids for me. i think that was the day i knew you were important. it only just now dawned on me.

and the best part about you was when i felt like an old cardigan, under someone’s bed, you put me on and said i was your favorite. just like the one you used to always wear.

but i think the one thing i miss the most is just your voice. you always talked me to sleep on rough nights. it’s the same voice that got me through the trials of being a hero, the one that comforted me after hard patrols and nightmares. it was the one that sang ‘i can see the light’ from the lantern scene from tangled everytime we watched it. it’s the one i miss the most and i’d do anything to hear it again, y/n. 

but for now, it’s your turn to listen to me. and listen closely. i love you. you were my soulmate and i still think you are. i loved you then. i love you now. and i’ll love you forever. we’ll see each other again, because you always come back to me. you’re my angel. my love. my dream. my soulmate. my darling. the love of my life. we’re meant to be together. i know one day we’ll find each other. and when we do… i’ll never let go of you again. 

y/n stark, just do me a favor. keep on being you. wherever you are. i’ll keep on being me. i’ll carry on for you.

so now i just have to say one more word. one more word that isn’t forever because i know i’ll be with you. you’ll come back to me. i’ll come back to you. because loving you is like being drunk under a streetlight. it’s the thrill of living life and some kind of light near you. even without the light being right beside you. being in love with you is the best thing that has ever happened to me. 

so here it is, y/n. here it is.

goodb- 

peter was interrupted as he wrote, a hard knock from the door of the apartment. for a second, he waited, but it came again. it sounded urgent by how heavy it was and how frantically the person was knocking. he stumbled out of the chair, leaving the open letter on his desk as he fumbled with the lock. once it opened, peter had begun thinking he was dreaming.

because the person standing in front of the door, was you. 

with his jaw slacking, peter rubbed his eyes trying to process what was in front of him. and to think he was about to write the word goodbye, and here you were, back from the dead. his eyes watered slightly as he opened his mouth to speak but no words came. he couldn’t comprehend the fact you were alive. “ y/n… no… how? how are you here? you were dead… this can’t be real.” everything hit him like an oncoming train, he was convinced he was dreaming or hallucinating. was this a test? was this testing him to see if he was actually prepared to say goodbye?

“you thought i was dead?” 

this was what brought peter back to reality. he fell to his knees so fast in front of you, the tears falling down without a doubt as sobs left his thin lips, the ones you used to kiss. everything from the past few months came pouring out. “you were dead. everyone gave up and i didn’t want to but i did. i gave up, i failed you. i did the one thing you told me not to do because i was weak. and i couldn’t hold myself together at your funeral…” you knelt down as he sobbed and choked out every word, pulling him to your chest. “i wanted you to be the one to help me, but you weren’t there. you weren’t here to hug me before and i tried holding on for you. i tried and i thought i was never going to get over it and move on and i never did. i never did, y/n ,because i love you and you are the only person who will be constant in my life even if you were to fall out of love.”

“and i wrote you letters. i wrote you so many letters. i was writing one… just before you came… it was the last one, y/n, the one where i was going to say goodbye and now here you are,” peter’s arms wrapped around your waist pulling you closer.

“you don’t have to say goodbye anymore, pete,” you whispered, pressing a kiss to the side of his head before he finally got a clear look at you. you looked no different than before. you had a a few bruises here and there, but you were alive. peter couldn’t believe just how much time passed and you were still the embodiment of beauty in his eyes. 

a smile formed on his face, a dimple showing on his cheek,”i knew you’d come back to me.” 

with that, he pressed his lips against yours, a hand moving up to cup your cheek as yours moved to his hair, running your hands through the messy brown curls. your lips were soft, just like they used to be and they tasted just like your favorite cherry chapstick that you used to always use. peter relished in the tender moment, butterflies coming alive in his stomach as he pressed his other hand on the small of your back. you both pulled away gently, eyes still closed with foreheads resting against each other.

“i love you,” you said gently, pressing a kiss to the tip of peter’s nose.

he returned it with his own, murmuring,” i love you more.” 

his heart fluttered in the comfortable silence and the air still held the same amount of love and adoration for each other as it did before. peter never wanted to give it up and he never wanted to let it go. with the cardigan still wrapped around his shoulders and your arms around him, for the first time in months, peter finally remembered how it feels to be secure and safe. 

you both finally stood up, fingers interlocked and right before you both headed inside, you glanced at peter and asked with a laugh:

“is that my cardigan?”

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[imaginethatalena]

Masterlist

Here’s the Masterlist for all the imagines on my blog. Instead of posting new Masterlists over and over again, this will be the main list and I’ll add links to each new imagine as I write them. Enjoy ❤

* = Requested Imagine

Marvel

The Avengers

#50: Imagine the Avengers arguing about who’s the best father figure to you.*

#227: Imagine Loki being the best uncle among the group of dads the Avengers have become to you.*

Valkyrie

#18: Imagine being Valkyrie’s lover and hiding out in Sakaar with her.

#28: Imagine watching Thor and the Hulk’s gladiator match with Valkyrie.*

#27: Imagine being concerned for Valkyrie when she goes to fight Hela.*

#30: Imagine Loki discovering you were the reason Valkyrie survived the battle against Hela.*

#155: Imagine Valkyrie getting jealous when she thinks Loki is flirting with you.*

#174: Imagine defending Valkyrie when someone tries to bring up her past.*

Loki

#19: Imagine saving Loki from the Grandmaster.

#38: Imagine searching for Odin with Loki and Thor.*

#40: Imagine being Loki’s lover and taking a drink from Valkyrie in front of him and Thor.*

#46: imagine Loki apologizing for everything he did since he left Asgard.*

#47: Imagine getting captured by Valkyrie as a champion for the Grandmaster.*

#54: Imagine Loki hearing you sing and falling in love with you.*

#62: Imagine taking a selfie with Loki.*

#66: Imagine spending time with Doctor Strange.*

#67: Imagine Thor teasing Loki about the selfie he took with you.*

#69: Imagine preparing to escape Sakaar with Thor, Loki, Valkyrie, and Bruce.*

#70: Imagine being a Light Elf from Alfheim and Loki being captivated when he sees you fight.*

#71: Imagine being crippled on a mission and Loki being the only one allowed to help you.*

#72: Imagine Loki making a sacrifice to help you heal from a battle injury.*

#80: Imagine Loki contacting you after Ragnarok from worlds away.* 

#81: Imagine Loki using you in his plan to take Asgard.*

#89: Imagine Loki scaring you with a snake.*

#91: Imagine you, Loki, and Thor getting in trouble with Frigga when she sees you playfighting.*

#98: Imagine Thor taking you to Earth to help you recover from Loki’s death.*

#102: Imagine recruiting the Grandmaster’s gladiators to help fight Hela.*

#105: Imagine baking a cake with Jane and Darcy.*

#111: Imagine visiting Loki in his cell after the attack on Manhattan.

#115: Imagine you and Valkyrie opening up to each other about your pasts.*

#118: Imagine Loki proposing to you just before Thanos arrives.*

#124: Imagine Loki singing to you on Karaoke Night with the Avengers.

#128: Imagine singing Christmas karaoke with Loki.*

#133: Imagine finding out Loki is alive with Thor when he returns to Asgard.*

#136: Imagine teaching Loki how to live among the elite of Sakaar.*

#140: Imagine being a Fire Giant of Muspelheim and Loki’s lover.*

#151: Imagine quarreling with Loki on the streets of New York.*

#154: Imagine Loki loving how protective you are of him.*

#157: Imagine the Avengers meeting you, Loki’s girlfriend, for the first time.*

#164: Imagine accidentally walking in on Loki naked and him trying to even the score.

#168: Imagine giving Loki a Funko Pop of himself and him loving it.*

#176: Imagine Imagine seeing Loki in his Jotun form for the first time.*

#177: Imagine Loki opening up to you about his mother.*

#179: Imagine Loki being jealous of how much time you spend with Thor.*

#185: Imagine mediating the sibling rivalry between Thor and Loki.

#190: Imagine Loki being your Starbucks Barista.*

#191: Imagine taking care of Loki when he gets a cold.*

#194: Imagine Loki seeing you drunk for the first time.*

Thor

#91: Imagine you, Loki, and Thor getting in trouble with Frigga when she sees you playfighting.*

#98: Imagine Thor taking you to Earth to help you recover from Loki’s death.*

#105: Imagine baking a cake with Jane and Darcy.*

#145: Imagine taking Thor to a Midgardian amusement park and trying to keep him out of trouble.

#158: Imagine Thor comforting you after Loki’s death.*

#197: Imagine decorating for Christmas with Thor.*

Wanda Maximoff

#7: Imagine falling in love with Wanda Maximoff.

#9: Imagine helping Clint and Wanda escape the Avengers facility.*

#135: Imagine coming out to Wanda as asexual.*

#171: Imagine bonding with Wanda and Natasha over your shared Eastern European Traditions.

#195: Imagine coming out to the Avengers as asexual.*

#215: Imagine Wanda being cutely possessive over you.*

#236: Imagine Wanda confessing her love for you.*

Pietro/Peter Maximoff

#129: Imagine fighting to save Sokovia with Pietro.*

#134: Imagine Peter making you a pair of goggles so he can run with you.*

#138: Imagine Wanda teasing Pietro about his crush on you.*

#147: Imagine helping Peter when he breaks his nose.*

#208: Imagine being Peter’s sister and discovering you’re a mutant.*

Bucky Barnes

#10: Imagine dancing with Bucky before he went off to war. 

#130: Imagine helping Bucky with the nightmares of his past.*

#153: Imagine going with Bucky and Steve to the World's Fair before they went to war.*

#169: Imagine Bucky being jealous of your relationship with Steve.

Peter Parker

#23: Imagine Peter asking you out on a date.

#29: Imagine going to a Wayne gala with Peter Parker and the Batboys flirting with you.*

#33: Imagine the Batboys flirting with you while you’re on a mission and Peter getting protective.*

#76: Imagine Peter “saving” you when he thinks you’re about to jump from a building.*

#110: Imagine bonding with Peter over your favorite books.*

#116: Imagine Peter helping you with your anxiety.*

#120: Imagine going to Disneyland with Shuri and Peter.*

#131: Imagine accidentally interrupting one of Peter’s Avengers meetings.

#163: Imagine having a crush on Peter and being unaware of his crush on Liz.*

#217: Imagine Peter having a nightmare about Toomes.*

Deadpool

#43: Imagine being Deadpool’s roommate and him being protective of you.*

#189: Imagine celebrating your birthday with Deadpool.

#230: Imagine you and Wade meeting Starfire.*

Guardians of the Galaxy

#104: Imagine being a Sovereign soldier and getting captured by the Guardians of the Galaxy.*

#127: Imagine getting captured by Yondu’s crew when they stage their mutiny.*

#182: Imagine being a Sovereign soldier and starting to doubt your blind loyalty as you spend time with Rocket.*

Nebula

#53: Imagine you, a child, telling Nebula she’s beautiful depsite her robotic parts.*

#162: Imagine Nebula helping you learn to live with your robotic body parts.*

Gamora

#65: Imagine asking Gamora to teach you to fight.*

#77: Imagine Gamora being a mother figure to you.*

Rocket Raccoon

#165: Imagine Rocket taking a liking to you, to the surprise of everyone else.

Wolverine

#119: Imagine Wolverine saving you from Sabertooth.*

Rogue

#178: Imagine getting hurt and Rogue being afraid to help because of her powers.*

#225: Imagine having a similar mutation to Rogue.*

Shuri

#120: Imagine going to Disneyland with Shuri and Peter.*

T’Challa

#141: Imagine Shuri making you a new suit to fight the Infinity War with T’Challa.*

Clint Barton

#142: Imagine mornings with Clint at Avengers Tower.*

Steve Rogers

#144: Imagine Steve cashing in an old favor and asking you to hide Bucky for him after Civil War.*

#149: Imagine Steve awkwardly trying to flirt with you and you enjoying every second of it.*

Tony Stark

#152: Imagine ending your relationship with Tony over the Sokovia Accords.

#188: Imagine giving Tony the silent treatment.

Jessica Jones

#211: Imagine Jessica being concerned about you drinking.

Natasha Romanov

#212: Imagine being unable to stay mad at Natasha.

DC

The Batfamily

#15: Imagine waking up to the boys of the Batfamily cuddling you.*

#21: Imagine the boys of the Batfamily watching out for you at a party.*

#26: Imagine the Batfam boys being afraid to lose you.*

#29: Imagine going to a Wayne gala with Peter Parker and the Batboys flirting with you.*

#32: Imagine Dick, Jason, and Tim coming to you when they get drunk.*

#33: Imagine the Batboys flirting with you while you’re on a mission and Peter getting protective.*

#34: Imagine the Batfamily discovering you’re friends with the Transformers.*

#44: Imagine you, the Batfamily, and the Autobots teaming up to take down Bane.*

#51: Imagine the Batboys defending you when Bruce’s girlfriend mistreats you.*

#60: Imagine the Batboys coming to you for dating advice.*

#75: Imagine the Batfamily helping you get over your fear of spiders.*

#94: Imagine celebrating your birthday with the Batfamily.* 

#97: Imagine feeling out of place with the Batfamily but them assuring you that you belong.*

#107: Imagine the Batfamily saving you from getting mugged.*

#108: Imagine coming out to the Batfamily.*

#114: Imagine the Batboys helping you through your wisdom teeth surgery.*

#121: imagine the Batfamily supporting your choice to wear a tux to prom.*

#159: Imagine being Damian’s teacher and his brothers having crushes on you.*

#166: Imagine the Batboys taking care of you as a baby.*

#170: Imagine Bruce’s reaction to finding out your brothers have turned you into a baby.*

#173: Imagine being Damian’s teacher and unaware of how much the Batfam appreciates you outside of his classes.*

#175: Imagine Imagine going to Waffle House with the Batboys.*

#202: Imagine the Batboys saving you from bullies.*

#214: Imagine the Batfam saving you from Harley Quinn.*

#220: Imagine the Batfam trying to figure out who your baby self likes the most.*

#222: Imagine the Batboys taking revenge on your backstabbing friend.*

#235: Imagine being the Batboys’ magician friend.*

Bruce Wayne

#180: Imagine being Batmom and coming to the Batfam’s rescue when they’re captured.*

Dick Grayson

#6: Imagine being Dick’s girlfriend and a ballerina and honing your skills as a gymnast and dancer together. 

#205: Imagine helping Dick with his injuries after patrol.*

#207: Imagine consoling Dick through his family problems.

#231: Imagine flirting with Dick in front of his brothers.*

#232: Imagine Dick loving your strange habits.*

#234: Imagine you and Dick getting a cat together.*

Jason Todd

#1: Imagine being afraid to lose Jason again. 

#14: Imagine arguing with Jason about getting treated after he’s hurt on patrol. 

#17: Imagine Jason and Roy drunkenly flirting with you.*

#31: Imagine being there when Jason is murdered by the Joker. 

#42: Imagine Jason and you fighting and him accidentally triggering a past trauma.*

#44: Imagine you, the Batfamily, and the Autobots teaming up to take down Bane.*

#86: Imagine Jason hearing you sing for the first time.*

#106: Imagine treating Jason’s injuries when he comes back from patrol.*

#109: Imagine meeting Jason again as Red Hood.

#233: Imagine Jason and Roy annoying you with their flirting.*

Tim Drake

#11: Imagine being a member of the Team and Tim’s girlfriend.

#160: Imagine fangirling with Tim over your OTPs.*

#181: Imagine being Tim’s girlfriend and fighting crime with him.*

#184: Imagine being Tim’s girlfriend and him making sure you don’t get hurt when you’re sleepwalking.*

Damian Wayne

#2: Imagine Damian being afraid to lose you.

#16: Imagine Damian coming to you after a bad patrol. 

#35: Imagine being Green Arrow and Black Canary’s daughter and Damian caring for you like a little sister.*

#37: Imagine Damian being miserable when you refuse to speak to him after a big fight.*

#39: Imagine playing Cops and Robbers with Jason and Damian.*

#112: Imagine dating Damian and no one noticing until his brothers see you two together.

#172: Imagine being Starfire’s niece and becoming close with Damian.*

#183: Imagine Alfred and Damian trying to cheer you up.*

#206: Imagine sharing your Russian culture with Damian.

#213: Imagine singing Damian a lullaby to help him sleep.

Conner Kent

#13: Imagine Conner having feelings for you but not knowing how to tell you. 

Roy Harper

#17: Imagine Jason and Roy drunkenly flirting with you.*

#233: Imagine Jason and Roy annoying you with their flirting.*

Wally West

#204: Imagine Wally discovering your crush on Dick.*

#209: Imagine Wally finding out you’re dating Dick.*

Diana Prince

Imagine being engaged to Diana.

Star Wars

Kylo Ren

#24: Imagine seeing Kylo Ren, your first love, on the battlefield on Takodana.*

#36: Imagine taking your revenge on Kylo Ren. 

#41: Imagine joining Kylo Ren and giving in to the Dark Side.

#45: Imagine being betrothed to General Hux but in love with Kylo Ren.*

#49: Imagine Kylo bringing you to Snoke and being forced to watch you die.*

#52: Imagine breaking off your engagement to General Hux so you can confess your love to Kylo Ren.*

#63: Imagine getting jealous of Rey when Kylo asks her to join him.*

#68: Imagine being the only survivor of Kylo Ren’s massacre and him returning to the temple to find you.*

#73: Imagine both Kylo Ren and General Hux being in love with you.*

#78: Imagine having a daughter with Kylo Ren and him not knowing what to do when she finds his lightsaber.*

#79: Imagine having a Force connection with Kylo Ren.*

#82: Imagine Kylo Ren helping you escape Snoke’s ship.*

#83: Imagine you, a Praetorian Guard, being in love with Kylo Ren.*

#84: Imagine Kylo showing off his lightsaber to you and making Hux jealous. *

#88: Imagine being Kylo Ren’s padawan and him being worried when you get hurt.*

#90: Imagine agreeing to support the First Order to repay a debt to Kylo Ren.*

#99: Imagine Kylo taking your daughter to work with him.*

#101: Imagine Kylo taking you as a prisoner when you try to save Poe.*

#103: Imagine living in hiding from the first Order.*

#126: Imagine being forced to reveal your past life with Kylo to save Poe.*

#203: Imagine Kylo Ren helping you with your health problems.*

#216: Imagine Kylo Ren confessing his love to you.*

#226: Imagine Kylo Ren taking you on as an apprentice.

Ben Solo

#95: Imagine being Ben Solo’s roommate when you were at Luke’s academy.*

Poe Dameron

#20: Imagine being Poe’s girlfriend and fighting alongside him for the Resistance.

#87: Imagine being the mechanic who works on Poe’s X-Wing and his girlfriend.*

#93: Imagine having a child with Poe and him teaching them how to fly an X-Wing.*

#113: Imagine Leia comforting you you and Poe break up.*

#196: Imagine being in a love triangle with Poe and Hux.*

#219: Imagine being a medic and Poe making excuses to see you.*

General Hux

#48: Imagine Hux having feelings for you and you not realizing it.*

#59: Imagine discovering Hux is your soulmate.*

#73: Imagine both Kylo Ren and General Hux being in love with you.*

#74: Imagine using Hux’s love for you to sabotage the First Order.*

#84: Imagine Kylo showing off his lightsaber to you and making Hux jealous.*

#92: Imagine Hux getting flustered when he sees you in a nightgown.*

#96: Imagine Hux hating the Resistance so much because you, his sister, were almost killed by them.*

#117: Imagine risking your life to save Hux.*

#156: Imagine comforting Hux when he’s stressed out by his First Order duties.*

#161: Imagine Hux loving your tattoos.*

Rey

#85: Imagine helping Rey train to be a Jedi when Luke refuses to teach her. 

#122: Imagine Rey tending to your wounds after battling alongside her.*

Wedge Antilles

#201: Imagine Wedge Antilles thinking you have a crush on Luke.*

My Hero Academia

Midoriya

#237: Imagine going to live with Midoriya during quarantine.

Bakugou

#238: Imagine Bakugou’s mom noticing his crush on you.*

Once Upon a Time

Peter Pan

#3: Imagine the Lost Boys stealing the pirates’ rum and drunkenly telling Peter you love him.

#4: Imagine trying to save Henry when Pan takes his heart.

#22: Imagine defying Pan in front of the Lost Boys

#25: Imagine saving Pan’s life when a Lost Boys betrays him. 

#193: Imagine Peter Pan helping you with your magic.*

Captain Hook

#12: Imagine catching Captain Hook’s eye singing in a bar and him comparing your voice to a siren’s song. 

#132: Imagine Killian having to choose between you and Milah.*

#137: Imagine Milah making you doubt Killian’s love for you.*

#139: Imagine being Peter Pan’s daughter and Hook falling in love with you.*

#143: Imagine learning you’re pregnant ready right before Killian proposes to you.*

Ruby

#8: Imagine secretly dating Ruby and Granny not approving of you. 

Rise of the Guardians

Jack Frost

#55: Imagine Jack Frost nipping at your nose.

#56: Imagine Jack Frost flirting with you at Santa’s workshop. 

#57: Imagine Jack helping you win a snowball fight with your friends.

#58: Imagine Jack having to leave you as spring begins. 

#61: Imagine Jack being heartbroken when he sees you’ve forgotten him.*

#64: Imagine Jamie helping you believe in Jack again.*

#123: Imagine Jack Frost flirting with you, the Guardian of Love.*

#186: Imagine Jack teaching you how to ice skate.*

#192: Imagine Jack accidentally hurting you with his powers.*

#198: Imagine secretly dating Jack Frost.*

#199: Imagine Jack meeting you, the newest Guardian.*

#200: Imagine Jack being friends with another winter spirit.*

#228: Imagine becoming the Guardian of Fall the same way Jack became a Guardian.*

Avatar: The Last Airbender

Zuko

#187: Imagine taking care of Zuko when he falls mysteriously ill in Ba Sing Se, unaware that he’s the prince of the Fire Nation.

#229: Imagine Zuko seeing you use your firebending at a circus performance.*

Game of Thrones

Jon Snow

#5: Imagine being with Jon before he leaves for the Wall.

Daenerys Targaryen

#100: Imagine pledging your life to Daenerys when she frees you from slavery.

#125: Imagine Daenerys finding you with her dragons.*

#167: Imagine Daenerys discovering a fourth egg and welcoming her daughter into the world.*

Sansa Stark

#218: Imagine teasing Sansa and her secretly loving it.

Harry Potter

Fred Weasley

#146: Imagine being Fred Weasley’s date to the Yule Ball.*

George Weasley

#150: Imagine being engaged to George Weasley and Umbridge being judgemental about it.*

Sirius Black

#148: Imagine Harry giving you the wedding ring Sirius planned to give you before he died.*

Viktor Krum

#221: Imagine being a Weasley sibling and secretly dating Viktor Krum.*

#224: Imagine Viktor Krum saving you for the second Triwizard task.*

LOTR/The Hobbit

Legolas

#223: Imagine proving yourself as a fighter to Legolas.*

Transformers

#34: Imagine the Batfamily discovering you’re friends with the Transformers.*

#44: Imagine you, the Batfamily, and the Autobots teaming up to take down Bane.*

Bonus Stuff

1K Followers Ships Headcanons Aesthetics

#masterlist

[weirddemiwood]

A Witch Mutant Part 3

I was in a training room. At thw age of seven or eight. In my hands were Weapons and I shot at a Target.

Suddenly I was on a Tabel screaming for people in white coats to stop the electricity going through my body.

Then I saw how they tried to get me into the container for the Cryo and how they put some stuff into my blood through a syringe.

The Last Imagie was on my Mother/ Best Friend lying on the ground Dead whispering "This was you Christina, Christina, CHRISTINA!

I jolted up and looked around to see that I was on the Jet again. Steve signed "Good youre awake".

"The news os looving you guys. Nobody else is" Maria said over our comm devices "There's be no official call for Banners arrest but it's in the air" she added.

"Stark, have you found vation?" She asked. "Already om the screen." He replied. "Hows the Team?" Agent Hill asked. "Everyone's....... not okay" Tony said. "We'll shake it off"

"Well for now I'd stay in Stealth Mode she replied "stay away from here ""So run away and hide? " the Bilionaire asked."It's all you can do for now " the Agent replied.

Tony walked into the cockpit and started talking to Clint.

~~~~~~~

Three hours later we landed on a meadow imfront of a nice farmhouse. "What is this place?" Thor asked. "Safehouse" Tony replied.

We walked inside and Clint called out "Honey.. I'm home" a woman with Brown wavy hair and a Baby bump appeared. "Come here, sorry I didn't call..." Clint said kissing the woman.

"This is an Agents of some kind." Tony said looking at Tgor and than at me. "Gentlemen-" I coughed "and Lady, this is Laura" Clint said. "I know all your Names" she said, then looked at me "except yours" I smiled "I'm Christina, call me Chrissy"

You could hear small feat and Clint mumbled "incoming" and turned towards the door. "Dad!" A small Girl called out as she and a, a bit bigger, boy came around the corner and embraced Clint.

Steve looked confused. "These are smaller Agents" Tony explained. "Did you bring auntie Nat?" The Girl, Lila, asked. "Why don't you hugg her and find out?" Natasha aske dapproaching them.

"Sorry for Bursting in" Steve apologized. "Yeah, we would have called ahead but we were buisy having no idea you existed" Tonu said and I nudged him.

"Yeah, Fury helped me set this out, when I decided to join, he kept it of SHIELDs files. I figured it's a good place to lay low" Clint explained just as Thor stepped on a littel Lego house.

I pulled out my Wand and whispered "Reparo" and the hoise fixed itself again. "How's little Natasha doing?" Nat asked with her Hands on Lauras womp.

" 'she' is.... Nathaniel" Laura said with a sorry smile. Natasha bend down with faux anger and wispered "Traitor" to the Belly.

Clints daughter came to us and looke at my wand, that was still looking out of my pocket a bit. Thor stared at the girl till the Toaster went of, then he walked out of the room followed by Steve.

~~~~~

"How did you do that?" Lila asked. "How did you fix the blocks?"

I pulled out my wand "Magic" I said letting a few sparks fly out of the tip. "Are you a fairy?" She asked. I laughed. "No, I'm a Witch amd something more, maybe I'm gonna show you later" I told her.

She pouted and gave me Puppy eyes. "okay, you win." I told her. "Have you got a pond?" She noded and pointed at the forest. "Okay, let's just get the others".

~~~~~~~~~~

We had gotten the other Avengers (minus Thor) to a big Lake in the Forrest. "Why are we here?" Tony asked, forever impatient. "I want to show you guys what I am" I said.

"Chrissy, you don't have to" Steve said. "But I trust you, so I want to" I told them. I started getting out of the jumpsuit under that I still had a bikini.

I handed the suit to Steve and ignored Tonys whisles as I stepped into the Lake an walked in till the water reached my belly. Then I willed my tail to a gold Fishtail.

I put my body into a straight line to show my fins. "Mermaid!" Lila squealed in delight.

Tonys mouth was hanging open while Natashas lips twitched a bit. Clint and Laura were laughing at the joy of their daughter and Bruce looked fascinated.

Steve looked at me like a older, proud, brother.

#mutant #witch #harry potter #marvel #aos #agents of shield #avengers #mermaid

[tokupedia]

SPECIAL SAIKOU!: Superhero Showcase: Gatchaman Pt. 1: Introduction

“Sometimes we are one...sometimes we are five....the white shadow that slips through unseen ! Science Ninja Team GATCHAMAN!”

Tatsuo Yoshida had loved the concept of superheroes from the very beginning. As a young boy after the US occupied Japan at the end of WWII, he and his two brothers often interacted with American GIs. Some of them were polite and respectful to young Japanese kids and gave away their old comics they weren’t reading anymore to them so they would have something to enjoy.

While none of the Yoshida boys could understand the English text, there was a resonance of appreciation that transcended language in the artwork of the comics. Then again, seeing mighty beings with powers and abilities far beyond mortal man or skilled costumed athletes showing the best of humanity’s good nature resonates with humanity no matter what side of the map you are on. Their favorite of course was Superman, though given the design of the superheroes we are going to talk about, it wouldn’t surprise me if they had a love for the other half of the World’s Finest as well.

These costumes were bright and colorful, so the boys started drawing them and eventually became very good at it.

Superman is the one hero who inspires other ideas in many people, especially since he helped bring the superhero concept to the mainstream masses. This would follow Tatuso as he would again intertwine with the hero of his youth.

In 1959 or 1960 Tasuo was working in a manga studio and was asked to do a manga on Superman!

Yes, this was more or less a manga made to capitalize on the 1957 George Reeves TV show, which had been brought over to Japan in 1958.

While a few Japanese citizens saw US superheroes and scoffed them as propaganda, Tatsuo looked past that. He saw the very core of what made superheroes great, that they are willing to do the right thing and selflessly help others.

In 1962, after a good career in the manga industry, Tatsuo opened Tatsunoko Productions with the help of his brothers. After the first series about modern super spy ninjas and an Astro Boy clone called Space Ace in 1965 (no relation to the Don Bluth animated video game), Tatsunoko hit the really big time on TV in 1967. Debuting a high octane action show that would eventually make waves around the world....Mach GoGoGo! 

The series made it to American airwaves in the fall of that year as Speed Racer, which was one of several old school anime would set off a slow chain reaction that would later explode into our modern western otaku culture.

Then came one of the pillars that held it in place....

In 1969, its codemane was Production 21 and later it went by many names: Science Ninja Squad 5 and even Birdman until Tatsunoko presumably found out there was a Hanna-Barbera character with that name. Finally, the advertisers chose a name...Gatchaman, which premiered on October 1, 1972. The series was partially influenced not only by Shotaro Ishinomori’s Henshin Hero Boom from the popularity of Kamen Rider, but also the spark of love Tatsuo had for heroes like Superman.

The reason so many in the comics industry love Gatchaman such as Alex Ross is because out of all Japanese superheroes, this one takes the rawest form of its rooted American concept. One can simply observe the look of the original  costumes and see aspects of Adams, Giordano, Swan and many other Silver and Bronze Age artists in the aesthetic. The same can be said for the evolving costumes later on as they borrow elements of popular western media and comics of the specific period.

Now you have to be asking, what the heck is a “Gatcha”?

Gatcha, at least in one translation, is the Japanese onomatopoeia sound of machinery such as a loom. This is more or less a reference to the fact this superteam uses machines to stop evil in its tracks.

If you wanna know more on the process of this series coming to be, check out this page:

http://www.battleoftheplanets.info/whatwas.html

Overview

The Original Series (1972-1974)

The International Science Organization and the world are under attack by a terrorist organization known as Galactor, overseen by the evil Sosai X, who want to control Earth’s resources for themselves. Dr. Kōzaburō Nambu, who knew of Galactor’s schemes, deploys a special task force to deal with them: The Science Ninja Team...Gatchaman!

The Sequels (1978-1980)

Gatchaman II (1978-1979)

After the destruction of his army, Sosai X tried yet again to attack the Earth with the help of an abducted child mutated into an adult Commander named Gel Sadora. The Science Ninja Team head out again with new weapons, vehicles and a revived comrade to do battle with Galactor yet again!

Gatchaman Fighter aka Gatchaman F (1979-1980)

After seemingly being destroyed by the Gatchaman, Sosai X’s remains mutate and he revives into the more devious Sosai Z. He recruits the cruel European dictator Count Erun Egobossler to make his Galactor organization even deadlier than ever before. Their first attack completely obliterates the Gatchaman’s gear and ship from the last season and defeats them. The team manage to get rescued before they are killed by an engineer, who shows Dr. Nambu’s latest mechas and gear for the team. This season gets darker than previous one towards the end and features the death of Dr. Nambu.

If the energy charged sword called the Gatchafencer and the Gatchaspartan ship weren’t dead giveaways, this was when Star Wars was a pop culture cult phenomenon in Japan. Every studio tried to duplicate the George Lucas magic in one way or another or at least ride its coattails.

The OVAs (1994)

In the 90s, Tatsunoko tried to revive their old heroes with polished new looks and retooled the characters for a modern audience. The story for the most part is derived from various episodes of the first series, but mostly the first episode and a few plots from others.

Gatchaman ‘98 (Unmade)

Tatsunoko was going to revive their characters again full time in a new set of TV shows, including Gatchaman.

However, one of the main problems that prevented this was their poor choice of a starting show: A Mach GoGoGo reboot. While the classic show celebrated its 30th anniversary in 1997, times had changed in the anime landscape. A guy with a cool gadget-laden car racing around a track was a bit pedestrian in a realm of Kamehamehas, Dragon Slaves and Moon Healing Escalations. Going big and loud for spectacle or subliminally selling tons of toys/video games/merchandise was the norm in the 90s for anime.

The Mach GoGoGo show cost a lot to make as it used CGI in parts of its animation and it was cancelled over halfway through due to low ratings. Another roadblock (no pun intended) for Gatchaman reviving in the late 90s was no sponsor wanted to back it despite the shows legendary status in pop culture (Possibly due to the debacle investment in the new Mach GoGoGo.)

NTT (2000)

http://gatchaman.wikia.com/wiki/NTT_Gatchaman

The Gatchaman Team vanished for 3 years until NTT East approached Tatsunoko with a proposal for a set of internet service provider commercials starring SMAP and brand new animation and costumes of the science ninjas in action. 

The Imagi Disaster (2011 aborted animated film)

Already talked about this one:

http://tokupedia.tumblr.com/post/147082771026/special-saikou-examples-of-toku-projects-that

Live action film (2013)

This is the film that, at the very least, made the older, traditional version of the superheroes limp on life support. This movie did what many revisionists do to any beloved superhero, find faults in ideas where there are none and make beloved aspects disappear and be replaced by something near unrecognizable.

Gone were the bird motifs and chest emblems, no mecha aside from the God Phoenix, no Sosai X and no Galactor (unless you count the in-name only reference). What was added was unnecessary, the Gatchaman all had superpowers and weapons given by shiny McGuffin stones and something about a virus that creates energy shields.

They didn’t even get to be ninjas too much in this movie. The saddest part is the complete waste of Tori Matsuzaka and this could have worked as a tokusatsu given the show’s legacy in the form of Super Sentai.

Gatchaman Crowds (2013-2015)

Sometimes derided by a few older purists as “Gatchaman for Millennials” or “Facebook: The Anime”, this reboot series departed from capes and costumes for neon Tony Stark armor by way of Akihabara, new characters and notebook souls. Lots of newcomers gravitated towards this season and it was considered as the sleeper hit of 2013 and 2015. So despite critics, it acted as its own entity. Crowds was also was the first new, full fledged Gatchaman TV show in over 30 years.

The show’s core philosophical focus was to examine how the internet and social media have affected society in both positive and negative ways and in rare cases, the relevancy of superheroes in the digital age. The second season insight focused on how hive mentality and politics associated with it on the internet could have very bad consequences or be distorted even in cases where the intentions are originally noble. 

A creative sort of re-imagining, this series examined how our future could be shaped for good or for ill by digital media before finally taking a neutral perspective as that is the choice we humans will have to make for ourselves.

Good Morning Ninja Team Gatchaman

There was a morning comedy Flash animation series of shorts featuring the original Gatchaman, but it is not worth the time examining as its is just gag sketches with no action.

Battle of the Planets/G-Force/Eagle Riders (1978, 1986, 1996)

The various edited dubs of the original trio of shows, which served as a gateway series to about 2 or 3 generations worth of future anime fans in the west. The content in some cases was heavily edited or censored as most anime were known for doing at the time.

Due to the various companies who hold the rights to these adaptations, it is impossible at the moment for the original Japanese Gatchaman Trilogy to be completely on DVD or Blu-Ray. But Sandy Frank Productions did relinquish their rights to the first series to Funimation for a release..so there’s that.

Up next....The leader of the ninja flock!

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We all know that Tony is experienced in the bedroom so he definitely knows what he’s doing to bring you to ecstasy.

There is beard burn between your thighs whenever he goes down on you, you love and hate the feeling at the same time.

^ Also wouldn’t mind if you sat on his face, with him holding your hips as you ride his tongue and guides you. He’s almost addicted to how you taste.

Tony also has a thing for when you call him ‘Mr Stark’ in the bedroom, it turns him on to no end.

Buys you expensive lingerie and likes it when you give him a ‘show’ with what he’s bought you.

He likes having you bent over the bed but wouldn’t oppose to you riding him, using his cock for your pleasure.

You two had sex on the beach once but the images were spread out on the newspapers so never again.

Has and will fuck you in his lab, Tony’s has had to ‘delete’ the footage that was caught of the two of you having sex. At least he told you he deleted it..

Definitely has some music on in the background sometimes, either Black Sabbath or some other rock band.

Drunk sex, you both will end up drinking with one another and the sex is sloppy and messy but one hell of a good time.

Tony does have a loving side in the bedroom as well, the last thing he’ll want to do is hurt you (unless you’re into that).

Likes it when you pull him close by his tie when he’s in a suit, tends to wear them around you more often for this reason.

69ing is definitely something Tony loves to do, pleasuring you while you suck his cock. He could do it for hours if you really let him.

Speaking of you sucking his cock, Tony loves to have you on his knees whenever he can. Doesn’t even matter if you’re both in public (although he’ll be more wary of this) or if you two are in the bedroom.

Tony gets off to cumming on your face and breasts, he even has a few pictures of you in that situation but they are under lock and key.

When he’s away Tony likes to have phone sex with you, the both of you pleasuring yourselves while he tells you what he wants to do to you when he gets back.

^ ‘’Tell me what you’re wearing Y/N’’ ‘’One of your shirts’’ That gets Tony to his orgasm almost instantly.

We all knew it was going to come to this.. but he has fantasised about fucking you in the Ironman suit. Whether you want him too or not is up to you because he would definitely be up for that.

Slightly off topic but this mans nudes has definitely got leaked before.

Also sends you videos of himself jerking off when he’s away, doesn’t expect anything back he just wants to show you what you’re missing.

Is mostly dominant but wouldn’t say no if you wanted to tie him to the bed, would even encourage you to do it.

^ “Come on now, don’t back out now. Do your worst.”

He also wouldn’t say no to anal and would have bottles of lube on standby for ‘emergencies’

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