Raani ♡

Tony tried to show her that none of those things were real, and it worked for a first few nights-- until the feeling of security wore off and imagination took hold again. It got to a point where Morgan couldn't sleep in her own room.

Tony got the idea on pure accident. The door to that room-- empty, lifeless, filled with forever unpacked boxes-- just happened to be pulled open a bit, and that plushie just happened to be in his line of sight on top of the bedsheets.

It wasn't necessary, he knew -- the monsters under the bed should not have been real-- but he also knew that, in their world, they might just be. He used the same designs he installed in 17A. Two pairs of robotic limbs, all fitting nicely in their nanite storing unit and hidden in the stuffing inside the toy. A carefully hidden zipper on the toy's back, so the limbs wouldn't tear it apart.

It was perfect. He gave the toy to Morgan next time he tucked her in.

"This is Spider-Man," Tony told her, uselessly, because Morgan already knew exactly whom the toy resembled. Tony made sure of it. "He can't make the monsters go away, but he will protect you from them. No matter what, you don't need to be afraid, because he won't let them hurt you."

(please excuse my thoda thoda hindi)

Aww, thank you, I was actually planning to change it since the person I matched it with doesn't play anymore. Any suggestions?

The best part about writing is also that sometimes you have to write.

and no, this isn’t me saying “write that messed up, disgusting thing” because while, yes, write it if it’s what you want (I myself enjoy writing dark fics, something I believe would be considered “vile” to a lot of people), this is me saying in a world of censorship and capitalism, ao3 really is a treasure.