Manda’lor2008

Peter ALSO can't thermoregulate...

and then i see

actually unwell

it was 55 chapters.....completed......34k words...

the worst part? the 'author' ADMITS. IN THE A/N. THAT GENERATIVE AI IS BAD.

BUT THEY JUST WANTED IT SO THEY PUT IT IN CHATGPT ANYWAYS

"and I thought other people might want it-" then fucking write it. OR MAKE A POST AND INVITE PEOPLE TO WRITE IT.

the art of writing is being attacked by losers who choose the easy way out instead of pulling on their big boy pants and writing themselves

author's writing is STOLEN. AND FED TO AI FOR THESE THINGS.

There are literal JOBS. for scanning and inputting books, articles, journals, art. because generative AI needs an infinite amount of data to function

they 'write' this, right after the uproar over ao3 fics being scalped by ai

ignore how the ramble came a whole year after the initial post

essentially, the idea is as follows. starting during infinity war, as many "peter in gotham" fics typically do -- strange needs to send peter away in order for the one future victory he saw to work, but in order for that itself to work and for peter to survive, he needs to send someone else. now he's barely got enough in him to do this (and don't ask me how they never do in all the other fics and au's so im not going to explain either, get creative, something something marvel magic fuckery)

picking bucky was just a random chance. but often, magic can think for itself. anyway, thanos snaps as usual and both peter and bucky wake up in gotham city, in some old abandoned factory or something. now, i'm a bit conflicted on the use of lazarus pits/machines, though honestly it doesn't play much of an important factor in the story itself, it just adds an extra layer of angst so. but right, they wake up in this strange new place and it takes a moment for either of them to realize theyre not alone. when they do, they immediately recognize each other.

my opinion is that it's SICK AS HECK

I love a grumpy reluctant parental figure. Bucky who doesn't think he's good or safe to be around kids, like his past might leak through and taint their innocence. Bucky who can barely take care of himself half the time, let alone another person. who doesn't know how to be kind and patient like he probably should be, let alone to someone impressionable

And then a teenager who thinks Bucky's fantastic, who doesn't care if he's quiet because Peter talks enough for both of them. who's ecstatic about Bucky's capabilities and strength and arm and history, who can't take a hint that Bucky doesn't want a yammering kid in his ear. Peter who finds it endlessly amusing to annoy Bucky, which is somehow a comfort to the older man (at least the kid's not scared)

I love fics where Peter is hurt/kidnapped/tortured, and Bucky with the emotional wherewithal of a rock steps up to comfort him because he understands. He's been there.

Whenever I read a Hydra!Peter fic without Bucky I go "where's my DRINK? My DIET DOCTOR KELP?!" cause how dare you first of all. second of all how dare you /lh. But the Winter Soldier having a soft spot for a child is so special, who keeps needing to be wiped because he keeps developing this weakness. Or Bucky who's long escaped and Peter who's just been rescued, Bucky having to relive his Hydra trauma because he recognizes all the signs and triggers in this boy. Who has to decide to hide and preserve his own well being or face this kid and be his only real lifeline. Peter who's in awe of the Asset, who only trusts his own kind, or who doesn't trust him because he's his own kind

Actually...i do have a summer job but moneyyyyyyyyyyy, so yeah.

Alsooo can someone hit me in the head pls bc now i got a new fixation and i want to write a fic for that now (curse you tiktok)

★ Winterdad and Spiderson 🕷

OK this can go either way. So post–No Way Home, everyone forgets who Peter Parker is. He’s totally alone, no connections, no May, no Ned, no MJ. He’s just some invisible 17-year-old living in a crappy apartment in Queens and still doing the whole Spider-Man thing in secret.

Meanwhile, Bucky Barnes (who’s trying to stay off the radar after all the Hydra mess and him getting better in Wakanda) ends up renting the apartment next door. He’s laying low, minding his own business, eating canned soup like an old man — and then this awkward, kind of jittery kid knocks on his door one day like:

“Hi! I’m Peter, I live next door. Thought I’d say hi. I also brought you some takeout because, I dunno, moving sucks.”

Bucky’s like. Okay. Weird. But thanks.

And then slowly — like over several weeks — they start to sort of… coexist. Peter's polite and quiet and always looks exhausted. Bucky sees him on the fire escape at 2 a.m. staring at the skyline. There’s something off about him. Familiar.

And then one day Bucky casually mentions Peter to the landlord, and the landlord goes:

“There’s no Peter Parker living in this building.”

And Bucky’s like “What.”

Cue slow unraveling where Bucky starts digging and realizes:

There are no records of Peter Parker.

This kid seems too good at patching himself up.

He has a Spider-Man–shaped hole in his memory he can’t explain.

And now the kid next door, who talks too fast and flinches at loud noises, who’s way too smart and heartbreakingly lonely… Might be tied to something Bucky was meant to forget.

So he starts watching him closer. Not in a creepy way, just... protective. Curious. Because whoever this Peter kid is, he’s not normal. BUT

I dont really know every movie or the storyline of every avengers film. I mostly just want to write Bucky kind of taking peter in as like a big brother/dad thing. Maybe peters mom did secret work for hydra and the avengers found so they try to find peter even though there are no documents of the kid. I think i would mostly go to the daily stuff and not a lot about the avengers.

idk if i´ll actually write it bc its mostly wordvomit right now but god i want some ficsss of them being son and dad If you know any good onesssss plssssssss send me the link :´)

Mr. Stark said "in a minute", but that was 3 hours ago, so he's lost hope

Happy said no before he even got the words 'board game' out of his mouth, turning his back and walking out of the room Peter had just entered

Vision wasn't in his room, or anywhere else along Peter's search

Sam was 140 feet off the ground, and he's pretty sure he doesn't have super hearing, so Peter wandered off to find someone else

Steve said he'd love to, before promptly getting kicked in the head by Natasha, and changed his answer to a "maybe later"

Natasha seemed preoccupied beating up Captain America on the lawn

Rhodey was on a phone call, and he was using his no bullshit voice. Peter made the survival decision to leave before he was spotted

Scott was no where to be found (he made sure to be extra careful walking around the compound after that. He has enough guilt from stepping on real ants)

Wanda was in her room. Wanda seemed very busy

Peter now knows where Vision is. He seemed very busy also

Finally, he knocks on the last bedroom

"Hi. Do you want to play board games with me? It'll have to be two players because everyone else is busy."

"..."

"I have Monopoly, Trouble, Cranium, Guess Who Avengers edition, Scrabble, and Life. And card games! Regular cards and Uno."

The man looks at the stack of cardboard boxes Peter has been carrying around the entire compound, and points.

"Great choice!"

—Ⓐ—

"Tony? Why are you following me."

"I'm not following you Spangles, Friday said the kid was over here. I'm supposed to do something with him I think."

Steve slows down a bit and falls into place beside Tony.

"Board games? He asked me too. Guess it'll be more fun together."

"Oh how grand, and then we can have a roast dinner and adopt a puppy named Buddy."

Rolling his eyes amusedly, Steve reaches a fist up to knock at their destination.

Tony pushes open the door before Steve's knuckles meet solid matter, much to the soldier's exasperation; it's quickly forgotten at the sight inside the room.

A tiny, dainty furball sits in Bucky's lap, the taciturn man grasping her paw in his rough fingers in order to make her click the plastic dice container at the center of the Trouble board game. Her pink paw pads squish until the dome clicks and the dice jumps around.

"Six again! She has to be cheating." Peter accuses.

"Nah, she's just a criminal mastermind." Bucky picks up a yellow game piece and moves it ahead. The cat meows, pawing at it.

"Don't get greedy, you're already two points ahead of us."

"Ahem."

Bucky glances up at the men in his doorway, before ignoring them in favour of his turn.

Peter spins around. "Hey! You guys can join after this round. Alpine is beating our asses, so she can sit out the next game. Or we can play cards, that's enough players for everyone."

"What the hell is that thing doing on my property."

"It's a cat, Tony." the Captain says, unimpressed.

A targeted glare penetrates between Tony's eyes as Bucky opens his jacket. Alpine crawls inside immediately, curling up hidden from view.

"Uh uh, no way. How long have you been smuggling creatures into my business."

"I don't know, how long have you been an asshole—"

"Alright! Alright. Tones, the cat clearly isn't disturbing anyone if you didn't know it existed till now. Let it be."

"I'm allergic to cats."

"Good, stay away from us."

"Mr. Stark, Alpine is a sweetheart. She doesn't even shed that much. I think you're just scared she'll beat you at Black Jack."

Huffing, he crosses his arms. "Cats can't play cards."

Bucky and Peter share a look.

"He's scared."

"Most definitely."

Steve quirks an eyebrow at him before agreeing.

"You do seem a bit intimidated."

"This is unconstitutional. This is mutany. This, is blatant disrespect."

They stare back at him.

"Well? Who's dealing."

—Ⓐ—

"I've never felt more shame in my life, and I once woke up naked on the MIT lawn covered in what I hope was my own vomit, with a tour group of high schoolers and parents standing over me."

Steve pats a comforting hand on his shoulder as they walk away from Bucky's room.

"When you have a child genius and a determined assassin working together, I doubt you stood a chance."

"A cat!"

Steve breathes out his laughter, stopping outside of Tony's bedroom.

"Besides getting our pockets cleaned out by a snowball, I think it was nice. I want to play some of those games with the others."

Tony gives a grunt that Steve assumes is concurrence, stepping into his room and shutting the door.

"Oh, and Tony?"

The addressed man pauses, peaking through the door.

"They were counting cards."

Astonishment freezes him momentarily, before gathering his bearings as Steve walks away.

Steve nods along verrryyyy slowly.

Bucky is looking at him like this: