I SIMP for fictional boys ;)

Background: Infinity war; I lost all of my memories by Thanos and am the daughter of Tony Stark. Tony, Peter P, Strange, Peter Q, Mantis, Drax, Thor and I are waiting for Thanos to Come. To not fracture my mind Tony and Peter are pretending not to know me.

Almost everyone is drunk as hell:

Peter Quill: Okay guys. We are going to die but might as well have some fun with it. What is the worst thing Thanos has done to you and whoever wins gets the death kill if we can kill him.

Mantis: He is the reason that my best friend turned on me and ended up dying

Peter Q: Okay, Okay were getting somewhere. I'm next. He is the reason my Dad tried to kill me and kidnapped the love of my life.

Drax: He killed my wife and child.

Peter Q: Shit man. Forgot about that. Iron Dude. You nest.

Tony S: He is the reason that my daughter was kidnapped and the reason why I will most likely never see my family whole again. *Sadly looking at me but I was dumb and didn't realize.

Peter Q: Jesus man. Thats *Hiccup* Rough, Spiderling. You go.

Peter P: He is the reason that my bestride and the girl that I am in love with was kidnapped and will most likely never remember me again. *Looking over at me with a sad look on his face up until 3 weeks ago we were virtually in love with each other in the friend zone*

Peter Q: Wow. Um. Not even going to say anything about that one. Strange.

Strange: I am not participating in this bullshit.

Peter Q: Well then, Thor, what does your unattractive ass have to say.

Thor: He is the reason that my sister and brother are dead along with my best friend.

Peter Q: WHAT KINDA TRAUMA DO YOU ALL HAVE. Kid, you next.

Me: He is the reason that I have no recollection of my family and friends. He planted memories in my head to make my think that I was in love with someone, and engaged by the way, and then proceeded to ask me to join him but when I declined he stabbed him in front of me. But wait, he made sure that he made his death a long one until he told me that my whole life was a lie. Then he killed one of the brother figures that I had in my life off, proceeded to try and make me lose my emotions by killing everyone that I loved as well as planting a vision in my head that I was the one who killed Mason, the guy I was 'in love' with. Made me loose control of my powers and blow up a whole freaking planet, Asgard RIP. Then kidnapped my only mother figure that I've had in my whole of my butchered memories and took her away from me. Oh, and this all happened within the past 2 weeks.

Peter Q: Shit

Tony S: *Realising all of the trauma that his daughter went through the whole timed just wanting to hug me and tell me that he was my father*

Peter P: *Sad about what had happened to me and just wanting to say anything to comfort me and help me get my memories back because he loves me*

Mantis:

Drax:

Thor:

Summary-Y/n L/n- soon to be Y/n Reid is living a secret. A secret between her and Spencer Reid. Only Her parents and Spencer’s mom know about it because of a psychotic psychopath that is obsessed with

Pairing- Spencer Reid x reader, Spencer Reid x pregnant!reader

Warnings- Swearing

Spencer Reid wanted to do nothing more than to run home as he got off of the plane that came from California. The case there was in the shadow of what had been happening here.

Cat Adams was the reason that he couldn’t be fully happy. That he couldn’t scream to everyone he saw that he had a fiancee- Let alone that you were pregnant with his child.

The team had noticed how sad he started to get whenever he left for more than a couple of days but how his mood increased whenever he left for a couple of minutes on secretive phone calls.

“We will continue tomorrow. Dismissed.” Almost as soon as Hotch said those words Spencer burst out of the seat moving towards the door and to his desk.

“Hey Pretty Boy, we are thinking about going out tonight. Come with?” Derek asked Spencer only for him to brush him off scrambling for his papers so that he could continue with his fiancee.

He had missed you so much, knowing that the small- well 3 hours a night wasn’t small- phone calls that he had with you when he was in California reading to your belly.

“I- I have plans.” He said as he saw a look diminish on his friends face as he constantly declined hanging out with someone he was once so close with, something he hated to do.

And in a way he did have plans. Every single day for the rest of his life he had plans- with you.

“We are going to find her, Spence.”

He knew that they had to fast- he wanted to tell you to everyone to walk around with you- they had to find her before your child was born.

He didn’t know how much more of this he could take.

“We always do.” but would it be in time for the baby. Walking over towards the elevator he seemed to have a large grin on his face leaving everyone confused sitting down in the bull pen.

“You okay, Kid? You’ve been distant a lot the past year.” Morgan said as he slipped into the elevator behind Spencer worried about his sudden change in emotion to a lighter one.

His mind shifted back to you at home probably looking at the door waiting for your fiancee to come home.

He was sick of not telling them, he wanted to so badly that he faltered for a second, it wouldn’t be the first time that they had met.

“So what you are saying is that a psychopath is planning on killing me and has pictures of me in his torture chamber.”

Spencer Reid sat in front of you. One of the only cases that was near them only a couple of miles away from the BAU. You were a local med student that seemed to be one of the targets of a serial killers.

“You don’t need to worry, we will find him.”

“I’m not worried about him, I have a knife and the knowledge of how to kill someone hundreds of ways with it. I’m a happy camper. Not to mention that I have a temper. If that bitch wants to try me he can go on ahead.”

Spencer looked over to you in shock at your words and the strength that you had behind them. You had the features of all of the woman that had been found. Not to mention that they flushed out an apartment of his seeing pictures of the most beautiful women he had ever seen.

You.

“Well, if you are stationed to protect me, what do you drink, Doctor?”

"I'm great, Derek.”

***

Staring at the door seemed to become a hobby for you it would seem. waiting for Spencer to come home to you.

But no matter what you never stopped worrying. Well you do stop when you hear the door open. Rushing over to where the door was you nearly slammed your body into him.

His hands wrapped around your midsection to the not-so-tiny bump on it before another hand wrapped around the back of your neck pulling you up to him as he kissed you long and softly.

“Your bigger.” If you weren’t 30 weeks pregnant you could almost guarantee that you would have socked him but you blushed at the notion.

“You sure know how to talk to a women, Spencer Reid.”

“It’s not my fault you look so damn good carrying my child, Y/n Reid.” You blushed even more loving whenever he called you by that name. He had been for the past 5 months even before you were pregnant but once you agreed to marry him.

“Be careful, your pregnancy kink is showing, sweetheart.” It was his turn to get flustered with you for once as you mentioned it. He hated whenever you teased him about it.

He muttered against your neck saying, “around this time the baby can hear what we are saying and I would prefer our daughter not to know that her dad has a thing for her being pregnant.”

No matter how many times you have told him that you guys didn’t know for sure it was a girl he was hellbent on it.

As if on que he went down to his knees and kissed your bump.

“Don’t listen to your mom, she doesn’t know what she is talking about.” He kissed it once before you started to laugh missing him so much over the past couple of days. Gripping the shirt once again you pulled him up to you kissing you again.

“Hi.” You giggled as he whispered it against your neck, “Hi.”

“You know how you brought up meeting the team again. You know as-”

“Your fiancee and baby mama?” He groaned as you said it, a grin growing on his face and something else growing at the mention of how our baby was made. He nicked his teeth on the soft part of your neck making you leave out a breathy noise.

“Yes, as my fiancee and baby mama."

“Does that mean I have to learn how to cook? I can’t cook, Spencer! I told you that when we got engaged- hell even on our first date.”

“Sweetie. I’ve already ordered pizza. We wait until Cat is captured and until then we just have ourselves. So that means that-” Kiss on your shoulder “Me-” kiss “and-” kiss “my-” kiss “baby-” kiss “mama-”

"You, Spencer Reid are the love of my life." You laughed as all of a sudden you felt a kiss on your breast as you giggled again, "You seriously are horny right now? The food is coming!"

"Sweetie, we have till seven. Let's make another baby." You barely squeaked out before you were picked up and tugged into your bedroom.

***

"The food must be early." You snuggled in next to Spencer kissing his bare shoulder as he was reading to you and the baby- in Russian.

"I'll go get it." He begrudged left you before kissing you. You sat in Spencer's shirt and a pair of shorts.

"Daddy is coming back soon. I know you are impatient, but daddy is going to go get us some food like a good housewife."

Spencer gave you a glare as you stuck your tongue out at him patting your stomach. As soon as he opened the door it shifted and left you alone in the room as he snuck in the room.

"What the hell are you doing here. You guys need to leave. Now." Spencer was rarely strict but with the protection of his family, he would do whatever it takes.

And standing in front of a group of FBI agents that he had come to befriend for the past 10 years.

Rossi, Hotch, Prentiss, JJ, Garcia, and Morgan.

"Spencer, we aren't leaving."

"Yes, you guys are right now. You guys have to leave." They most likely tracked his phone even though he was very careful about that because of Cat.

"We failed you last time, we aren't going to do it again." Standing in front of him he looked over at Penelope who was shell shocked. They thought that he was using again.

The thing about Penelope is that once she puts her heart to something, then there was no stopping her, even though she was doing the wrong thing.

It made sense to him because of him being happy all of the time after he snuck off to talk to you and being cranky like he had been when he was using but it was because he was missing the both of you.

"Are you using again? Kid, why are you here? This isn't your house. What is this a drug house." He knew that it didn't look good at all but there was no way that he was going to give in. Not when you would be in even more danger.

"I swear to god, you need to leave. If you don't I swear I will quit the BAU." Everyone thought it was the addiction talking when it was actually the concerned, and overprotective, fiancee, and father.

"Spence-" JJ stopped as Spencer felt the door behind him open as he turned around to see you in a baggy shirt- his baggy shirt- with small shorts peeking out underneath you holding your stomach- which was visible in the baggy shirt showing how big you were for being almost 7 months.

"Spence, your son is driv-"

You stopped as you saw the group of people that you had seen just once before- maybe twice but other than that you didn't know them well. But they knew almost everything about you, because of the case that you were in, the one that Spencer fell for you during.

"You are so not the pizza guy." That was one of the first things that you said to your fiancee's friends other than 'so I'm going to die?'

It was almost as if it was on habit for him as he stepped in front of you turning his back to his friends as he tried to convince you to go inside one hand on your stomach as he talked to you while the other was on your arm.

"Please. Please, go inside, Y/n." He looked down at you with pleading eyes as you watched as the people in front of you grew with understanding- the hand on your stomach, the secrets.

"Spencer Reid, let them inside. You are being Paranoid, I am perfectly fine right now. Both of us are, so calm the hell down." You flicked at his chest while trying to give him a serious look even though you knew Spencer couldn't take you seriously even remotely looking that cute.

"You guys should come inside before Spencer gets all pissy again."

"Y/n..." As you started to walk into your apartment a small woman encased you with her arms almost squeezing you to death, but you could tell she was kind so you hugged her back.

"Oh my god. Spencer has a girlfriend. And she is pregnant. Oh god, I am going to faint, what gender is it? Wait you said son! A mini Reid!" You looked at the girl with long curly blonde hair in pigtails and noticed how ecstatic she was about a baby that wasn't even hers.

You saw the others acting about the same to Spencer hugging him unlike the woman to your right- Penelope- who is pretty much crying and she didn't even know you.

"Y/n, this is Hotch, Garcia, Prentiss, JJ, Rossi, and you know Morgan." Oh, you did. The one time that he had met with you and another person was Morgan as he told you what was happening you had never seen any of the others other than in pictures

"Oh, believe me. I know, Derek. Spence doesn't stop talking about you, I'm pretty sure that if we have a boy their first name is going to be Derek."

"Really, Pretty Boy?" Derek moved over to you giving you a hug a smile beaming on his face. "How far along are you? How long have you been together?"

Summary- Peter Parker isn’t the only one that is keeping secrets at Midtown high. Much less being the daughter of Stephan Strange and one of the only females in her coven, Y/n is in for a little surprise. (YOU ARE SMALL AND LOOK LIKE YOU COULDN’T HURT A FLY)

Pairing- Peter Parker x reader, Peter Parker x witch!reader, Peter Parker x Strange!reader

Warning(s)- Language, Action, Gore

Part 1

Circe started to bolt as she was in a form of a great Dane when you motioned for her.

“Circe, shift.” The animal shifted this time into a smaller- cat?- before walking closer to you.

“Whoa- this is the witch that is holding the time stone. What are you 15? You’re the size of a tooth pick.” You were tempted to snap something out.

“Bit of advice, don’t say that. Especially since I can manipulate everything around me including you.”

He seemed to look either annoyed or impressed by your boldness- but you had to guess that it wasn’t the impressed part.

“Play nice, Y/n. And Mr. Stark I would encourage you to listen to what my daughter said. Witches tend to have as big as a bite that they do a bark.” Your eyes slid to your father with a grin.

“So what is the plan? I mean why don’t we just shove this thing down a garbage disposal and problem solved.”

The plan was to kill all of the bitches that came after this little object that was hanging around my neck. The garbage disposal thing was sounding pretty damn good to me.

“We took an oath to protect this stone, and with that comes our lives. We take oaths very seriously. Our plan is to-”

“Try not to die while fighting a psychotic alien who is planning on killing half of the universe.” Matthew muttered out a curse as you slid down next to Wong as he looked over around the room.

“Well Hermione Granger's plan seems good to me but how the hell are we going to know when he comes.” A small smile crossed your face at the mention of the Harry Potter character. 

“And how come we have never heard of you guys before?”

“Because we deal with the more-”

“Bat shit”

“Supernatural issues. There are a lot more people in this universe than you think there are Mr. Stark.” That is so freaking true. Matt excused himself to go back to the Mastery half way across the world as his father sent for him to come.

“I’m going to build a stronger barrier around the mastery. It’s getting weak, that way I will figure out when something unknown enters our gravitational circumstance.” 

As you walked away you found Spider-man kind of- strange. He wasn’t talking much- well you haven’t really seen him talk at all he just kind of stood in the middle of the room watching the conversation with his mask on. 

“C-can I help?” You turned abruptly hearing a voice that you thought you wouldn’t hear for a hell of a long time because of the stone- even with his mask still on you could tell it was Peter.

“Peter?” You turned abruptly rushing to him pulling off his mask. “No-no.” He looked shock at the discovery at you finding it out so fast.

“I tried to make my voice deeper- I guess it didn’t work.” He said coyly as he gave you a shy smile before you launched yourself onto him. Him grabbing you with ease.

“No. You shouldn’t be here. You could get hurt-” Before you could ramble anymore he stopped you.

“You are the one who shouldn’t be here. You are innocent.” You loved Peter for that very reason he was so kind and innocent himself.

“I’m a witch, Peter.” You stated looking towards Peter with a coy look on your face reaching up to touch his cheek. “Is there any way I can convince you not to do this. Thanos will not hesitate to kill you. I can’t loose you, Peter.”

“I will be fine, and there is no way that I am leaving now.” He pulled you into a comforting hug that you seemed to love more than most things in life- you were in love with him of course.

“When this is over we are having a serious conversation.” You didn’t want to bring up that the chances that one of you (aka you) weren't going to survive were really high.

“Oh, yeah. You are going to teach me how to blow up things.” There was the Peter Parker that you knew and loved. “Is there a way that I can help?”

Yeah, there was, but you blushed even thinking about it. 

“Y-Yeah. I usually have one thing but it might feel weird. Matt usually does it for me but you will work just as well.” Better than Matt.

Slipping his hand carefully above your heart you noticed how he seemed to stop and get all freaked out by the proximity that he had close to your boob but he relaxed when you put your hand over his.

“et oblinito domo hac in praesidium.” You muttered under your breath until you felt a wave of power wash over you calming you down in the power surge. 

He looked over to you amazed his mouth open so much that you let out a horse laugh, not feeling weak from the power.

“So, um, you and Matt seem close.” Matt and you was a conversation that you didn’t want to have with him.

“We- we are kind of complicated. There are less and less female witches in the world and usually when one is born they- um- are kind of coupled up. When we turn 18, we develop our full powers but along with that as a- a offering of sorts...” 

You were hesitant to tell him the truth, it wasn’t easy to understand for people outside of the coven.

“You what? Sacrifice a lamb or something?” You laughed at the mention of the old timely sacrifices that you learned from Wong- to be honest you were pretty sure he was 1 million years old but that was besides the point.

“This is normal not for humans but for witches okay? We have to- ah- lose our virginity on the night of the first full moon after our 18 birthday. Witches are- very sexual.”

“What?!” Peter virtually screamed to you but as soon as you released the information. 

“We are not talking about this right now, Peter. We have to focus 

“Your birthday is less than a year away, Y/n/n. Why- why him? Are you guys dating?” He seemed to be hurt by even mentioning it when you brought it up.

“NO. We are not dating, we just- we have been friends since we were 5 and um-” He looked toward you to continue as your face blushed a deep red 

“Sex with witches is sometimes so mind blowing that it can drive mortals insane. Witches can’t always handle themselves that we can use magic during it. So it is worrying to have sex with mortals and usually we have to have a witch- You know what I am so done talking about this.” 

You couldn’t stop blushing so much that you had to turn around. You were always very shy and this didn’t help as you put hands over you head.

A pulse went through the air as you got a bad feeling in your gut undoing your small amulet you muttered a small prayer under your breath, “praesidium ut purgaret ventrem ego ad te”.

You turned back to him there was a look that you couldn’t quite place in his gaze as you as you reached up slinging the amulet around his neck before tucking it into his suit.

“You never take this off okay? You have to promise me that, Peter.” You fiddled with the amulet in between your two fingers as he nodded profusely. What you didn’t expect was for him to lean down and kiss your cheek as though to thank you but he pulled back and looked at you straight in the eyes.

Summary- Peter Parker isn’t the only one that is keeping secrets at Midtown high. Much less being the daughter of Stephan Strange and one of the only females in her coven, Y/n is in for a little surprise. (YOU ARE SMALL AND LOOK LIKE YOU COULDN’T HURT A FLY)

Pairing- Peter Parker x reader, Peter Parker x witch!reader, Peter Parker x Strange!reader

Warning(s)- Language, Action, Gore

Part 2

The breath in your throat caught as a sliver of fur went across for bare leg- a calm reminder of your protector that sat under the table covered in shadows and air.

“Y/n?” Head snapping up you looked back over to where Peter Parker was sitting across from the table next to Ned. Your leg was lying on the other side nearly on Pete’s.

“Hmm?” You questioned back before looking into the warm golden eyes that were fixed on you. A look that you were now looking forward to seeing every day as you came to school.

“I- We were thinking about coming over to my place tonight- I mean if you want to. You don’t need to.” Hearing something that sounded along the lines of ‘nice’ that Ned muttered to Peter.

The Masters of Mythic Arts. That was the potential issue. With the current dealings with the whole time stone thing that was now lying heavily around your neck you didn’t want to think of anything other than having a good time. Knowing that there might be a chance that you could be dead tomorrow.

“Yeah, sounds great. This is probably going to be one of my only free nights tonight.” And I really would like to spend it with you.

The Ancient Ones were so far up your ass about your training that you wouldn’t be surprised if you were to get summoned. Assholes.

“Great! I’m so glad you can go since me and MJ are busy tonight. I’ll see you guys tomorrow!” Ned rushed out before dodging his way out of the lunch room with the crowd of students being dismissed by the bell.

Your heart seemed to seize in your chest as you looked over to where Peter was looking dumb-folded at where his friend just ditched him alone with the girl of his dreams. 

“Does that still work for you?” You said your voice seeming more steady than you thought it would be as you looked over to the cute nerd.

“Yes- totally! I mean- sure.” He tried to play it out cool as you just rolled your eyes surging forward with a new found confidence and kissed him on the cheek before turning away as soon as you could.

“See you, Parker.”

***

Warmth encased your body as your eyes shuttered open probably being the most comfortable that you had been in the past couple of days. 

There was an arm wrapped around your midsection as well as a warm breath touching the side of your neck.

Peter.

“You guys look comfy.” Your head shot up nearly smacking Peter in the face before he dodged it.

“Jesus, May!” Peter Cursed out before snaking his hand from your waist and shooting up as well on the couch. It wasn’t unusual that you hung out with Peter and were close but it was the first time that you fell asleep- cuddling.

Blush reached your cheeks as you looked over to Aunt May who was grinning towards your disheveled form and where you were now a foot away from him.

“I was going to tell you guys that Mr. Stark just called requesting Peter to come to the tower but I am sure that I could make up some sort of excuse if you guys want to stay and cuddle some more.”

You didn’t think that it could be possible to blush even more but you were utterly wrong, Peter strung up at the name and moved to go to his room.

“I should probably go, my dad is waiting-” You stumbled to come up with an excuse as May winked at you Peter giving her an exasperated look.

A ding ran through the room almost immediately as to which you grabbed your phone checking the messages. Dad:

15 minutes ago-Y/n. Are you coming? You have training tonight.

7 minutes- Y/n, sweetheart?

Now- Come now

Saved by the freaking bell. Your eyes shifted to where Peter was standing a bit of a goofy look on his face as you tucked your phone into your pocket the shadow that always seemed to follow you waiting in the shadows to protect you at any moment.

A ring of the doorbell turned your attention to a large framed teenager a year older than you.

Matthew Veneer, one of the youngest other than you in your coven and probably one of the only people you were wholly comfortable in the coven, other than your father.

He was also from your school but he was more of a popular guy or sorts but you were also.

“Hi, Matthew? How are you?” May said politely but you could see Peter’s face harden because of Matt. You never knew why but he just- didn’t like him. May had seen him probably- once. 

“Pretty good, Ms. Parker. I’m here for, Y/n.”

“See you. Bye May.” You urged before turning and making your way towards the door. Almost as soon as you got towards the door you squeezed his arm so hard that he grunted out but all he did was wrap an arm around your waist to keep you from hurting him more.

“What are you doing here, Matt? I can take care of myself. By Agamotto, Matt!” You cursed as he continued to drag you out of the apartment building.

“They are after the stone. Most likely they are tracking our magic. We need to get back now.”

Your blood chilled. The Eye of Agamotto lying on your chest. Sensing your stress the shadow formed into a shape- a cat. Ever since you had the Eye you had Circe. She was your protection - well other than your own powers.

***

“I don’t need a guard dog!” You shouted as soon as you got into the house angry with Matthew’s insensate need to be close and protect you.

“You fell on the subway-”

“Say one more thing and I will-” You were caught off by a book flying at your head in which you swung your hand around causing the book to fly into the next room someone nearly ducking the book.

PETER PARKER

One Shots-

Friend Zone

Secrets

Series-

You’ve got to be Joking (Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3)

Struggles ( Part 1 / Part 2)

SPENCER REID

Request- Yes @thollandx

Word Count- 2.7k

One party. You could so do that. One tiny party for your boyfriend. You are the Goddess of Magic. You could handle a small party.

Well apparently you can’t.

“Ned! Can’t you just keep him occupied for a couple more hours? The party is tomorrow and I swear to Od- God if he finds out before-”

“I will but you have to make up an excuse.” Ned rushed out before he continued on “I got to go. Don’t screw this up- he deserves this,” You thanked Ned for the trust that he put in you with a roll of your eyes.

You were currently working out a plan with May so that he would be busy until the party when someone else texted you other than May.

Peter.

Peter- Hey can I swing by and talk to you?

Shit. You couldn’t do that- you had already had tons of balloons and decorations stacked in your house not to mention the other plans you had.

You- Sorry, I am hanging out with a friend. Can I talk to you tomorrow.

Peter- Of course.

You didn’t quite realize that he meant of course by ‘of course you were busy’ and not that he agreed for him to talk to you tomorrow.

After a couple of hours you were sure that you had everything set up to perfection- ever since coming to Midgard to do you godlessly things you always seemed to stick to Peter.

He was just an ordinary boy in the eyes of your father or your uncles- if they knew about him- but he was everything to you.

He didn’t even know that you were from an entirely different planet- he just thought that you were home schooled somewhere in a place called Idaho.

He showed you Queens as well as a lot of other things and he opened the world up to you and you wanted to show him how much that he means to you.

A knock rang out from the front of your house- your mom wasn’t going to be home because she was at the lab so you didn’t know who it was.

You looked over at yourself hair messed up from painting the banner for his birthday a bit of black paint smeared on your inner arm and forearm.

As we walked over to the door you started to wonder who it could be, your family was- interesting.

As Thor Odinson and Jane Foster as your parents you honestly never thought about what could walk through that door.

And at the moment you didn’t think you would be answering the door to your loving boyfriend who looked as though he was going to punch a whole through your door.

“P-Peter-” You stuttered out shoving the door so that he couldn’t see into the house and to your birthday decorations.

“We need to talk.” He motioned to go inside before you shut the door quickly behind you with a nervous look to him.

He knew you were hiding something.

“What’s in your house that you don’t want me to see. Or Who?”

“No one is in my house, just me- my mom is working.” You confessed truthfully as another look crossed his face.

“I thought that you were hanging out with a friend.”

He got you there, he really did get you- you stumbled to come up with an excuse but nothing showed up in your vocabulary.

It was like you were frozen. Not able to do anything other than watch your boyfriend come to false conclusions.

“I should have known.” He scoffed out running a hand through his hair a hurting look on his face.

“Peter- it’s not that. I swear-” Cheating. He thought that you were cheating on the love of your life. You don’t think that you could even think about doing that without throwing up.

“No- I’ve wanted to talk for the past couple of months and you are always disappearing. I should have known about girls like you.”

“Girls like me? What do you mean-” A stark bit of anger slid its way into the conversation.

“Beautiful, Popular. I should have known that you were lying when you said that you loved me. Did you enjoy seeing me fall for you even though you were just playing me behind my back?”

Father- Come to Avenger’s tower. There is a family matter that we need to attend to.

“Is he in there right now? Texting you. Asking why you are talking to your nerd boyfriend?” He had it all wrong and he should have known that.

“No, this is my father.” The truth squeezed its way out as looked as betrayal crossed his features.

You- Dad, I can’t right now.

“You absentee father is texting you. Really Y/n?” Tear started to leak from your eyes, you were caught in a lie- it wasn’t a good one and it would risk everything that you built for yourself.

“Were done.” Those to words shook you, he was breaking up with you. You couldn’t tell him who you were- it would put everything that you built to ruins.

“Peter!” You screamed out but it didn’t seem to help well he was already walking away at an almost inhuman speed.

Father- Your uncle is trying to take over Midgard again. He has the cube.

Your angry tears flooded down your face as you watched Peter leave you broken-hearted. You had to go- this was your civic duty as a Goddess on earth. And your couldn’t leave that behind you swore to it.

***

Slamming his door Peter Parker grounded his teeth his face red from the tears that he shed over his girl- ex girlfriend.

“What’s wrong?” Ned came over to his broken friend who seemed as though he was dying.

“She is cheating on me. She has to be.”

“What? No she’s not. This is Y/n that we are talking about. She loves you so much, Peter. Please tell me that you didn’t do anything irrational.”

“I broke up with her.” Peter quietly choaked out still believing the worst as he sunk his head into his hands.

“Peter. You just ruined your life.” Ned yelled at him.

“How can you believe her over me? I thought you had my back, Ned.” Ned grabbed out his phone before pulling out the conversation with you.

His eyes scanned over the text as his heart broke all over again. She was texting Ned.

Y/n- I just found out that I can’t hold a paintbrush to save my life. Remember to keep Peter busy today.

Shit, I just spilled paint all over the carpeting.

Ned- Y/N! How do you do that?

Y/n- I am trying to do something nice for my boyfriend so hush, Ned!

I just called May, you guys are going to do something tomorrow and don’t ruin it. Please. Peter needs a break.

Ned- I know that, Y/n. And you don’t screw up either this is going to be important for him. I’ll go to him to go to like Lego land. He loves that.

Or get him a light-saber! We could watch all of the star wars movies at my house!

Are you still doing the Iron Man theme he is a slut for Iron Man.

And Nachos. Get him Nachos too and he will love you forever.

Y/n- My boyfriend is a slut for a 45 year old man. Okay.

Just found out that I am bad at writing on cakes with icing.

Ned, I miss my boyfriend so much. Can’t I just see him really quick, I miss cuddle times.

How do you work a fire extinguisher. My curtains are on fire!

We’re good now.

Ned- why are you in charge of the party?

And no! You wait until the party then you can have all of the ‘cuddle time’ that you want.

The party. They were planning a birthday party for him.

“You better fix this. Now, Peter.” Ned yelled at the boy who looked shocked at the phone. He had just broken up with the love of his life for no reason what so ever.

He ran over to the door getting your number on his phone and dialing it over and over again but you didn’t answer.

His phone buzzed and he immediately grabbed it hoping that it was you but his heart dropped at what he saw.

Mr. Stark- Come to the tower now kid. Bring your suit. Loki’s going bat shit and trying to take over the world again.

***

"You guys stand back. This isn't your fight." Thor Odinson commanded to the Avengers as he watched his brother try to take over New York Square, shooting bursts of light every so often.

"The Hell it isn't. What are you going to do it yourself?"

"Just evacuate the people. We will take care of the rest." Before anyone could question the God he roared into action slamming his hammer in the direction of his brother in which he barely ducked.

Slam after slam Thor hit after his brother only to get caught of guard not really feeling as though he should electrocute his brother.

Sending a bolt of lightning towards his brother he barely made it to the ground before catching a a side of the building sending a crack into a side of a main building.

You crept towards the side of the building seeing two people rushing others through the boundaries- Iron Man and Spider-Man. You didn't know that Peter was the Spider Man but he knew who you were as you were wearing civilian clothes.

As soon as he saw you he sprung forward trying to get you out of the area but Iron Man yanked him back keeping him from going anywhere near Loki.

"You don't want to do this, Loki!" You commanded to him as they watched your father coming to your side 2 gods next to each other.

"But I do, Y/n darling." Reaching into your pocket you grabbed a small pocket knife and cut your palm Peter bounded forward only to get stopped by Tony.

"Peter, I think that she is the back-up. Friday get Peter out of here." Peter looked at Tony about to tell him off when he was jerked to the ground- to the safety of a building, you slammed your palm into the ground.

It was euphoric as you felt your asgardian battle gear took over your form another person materializing next to you and behind you. Sif.

Lightning struck to your outreached hand your blade appearing in front of you, a blade forged by your own father.

Loki did what he did best he created illusions and one by one you sent strikes of electricity and of your own powers through them to determine whom was real and whom was fake.

Your father was doing something similar as you narrowed in on the staff that your uncle was holding.

"Komme" You muttered in Norse the staff coming you you immediately but it was redirected as he sent a force towards him.

Barely having a moment to duck you bared to the ground Sif sending her shield ricocheting away the blast. Again and again he sent it after you as you absorbed the blows with your blade before sending another blast causing him to fall over giving him a moment of weakness.

Sif gave the last blow her shield to his side as you grabbed the staff. It felt cool in your hands as it rested. Your father coming over to you as though to check if you were okay his hands wrapping around your waist to hug you softly.

"I missed you, dad."

"I am that great you know, I was only in Asgard for a week." You rolled your eyes trying not to think about the whole Peter situation and cry about it with your mom later.

Your dad was going to kill Peter if he ever found out that you were even dating. As you pulled away you saw the harsh gaze of your mentor on Asgard. The Iron man and Spiderling were coming closer to you- close enough to hear your conversation.

"Lady Sif..."

"Not a word, Princess. Thor Odinson, I thought that you were making sure that your daughter wasn't getting into any trouble on Midgard."

"Well its not my fault that my uncle is a narcissistic backstabbing little wanker." Loki made a sound from his mussel. "Not another word uncle otherwise I am going to hit you with a God bolt."

"What can I say, she is like her father."

"Dad- I want to go back with you." He looked over in conformation as you softly said it and he could tell that there was something on your mind.

"Wait here. Metal Man, Man of Spiders come here." You watched as the males came closer to you and Sif, Loki made a move to escape and within one moment you struck him with a bolt rendering him unconscious.

"Y/n!" You gave Sif a sly look as shifted out the staff and your sword still in your hands.

"I will take this, thank you very much." You glared at your god mother as she plucked the sword from your grasp.

"Who are you?" The Iron Man asked you his face thing off as you saw a sly smile on your face that you didn't know why was there.

"Y/n-"

"Thordottir. She goes by Foster on your planet. Jane thought it would be a better idea than Thordottir, she already has enough attention on her from having my godly good looks."

"I'm a god too remember, Father? And I'm more powerful than you." He scoffed at your audacity before pushing you behind him jokingly.

"Princess, might I remind you that he can send you to the Jotunheim for the next hundred years. As for the Princeling here, we will seek him to Asgardian justice."

"How many other Asgardian people live on earth, I'm just wondering."

"In one moment none. My daughter, Sif, Loki, and I will be returning to Asgard." Even if it was just a day you wanted to go. Peter wouldn't want to see you anyway no matter what you said to him.

"What?" A deep almost fake voice said from the spider suit as you looked over to it.

"Do I know you?" You questioned as though feeling some sort of familiarity with it, like you knew who it was but you couldn't put your finger on it. But when he tugged his mask off it all came into place. "Peter?"

"Wait, how do you guys know each other?" Your father asked as you stuttered out the truth without thinking using the language your father taught you.

"We are- were courting." You guys were done with he had made that clear but- he was spider-man. That didn't seem like it was coming at all.

"Courting? Are you joking? No, you are only 210 years old. What? Hold on. With the spiderling. Is he the reason you want to go back to Asgard?" Before your father could say anything else you grabbed onto Peter's arm and teleported back to your house.

It was almost a reflex for you, to teleport without a second thought, but it certainly wasn't for Peter. The look on his face showed that.

"Sorry, my father can get a bit overprotective when it comes to me. I totally understand if you want to go-" Before you could do anything the male stepped next to you holding you to him. On habit you changed out of your gear and into your regular Asgardian silks.

“I was stupid. I’m so so sorry, Y/n. Please take me back.”

“I should have told you and not snuck behind your back but then again we were both keeping secrets from each other.” You came up with an idea as you stepped away from him- he looked scared almost as you looked onto him in his suit.

“Hello, I’m Y/n Thordottir. I am Asgardian.” A silly grin went back on your boyfriends face as he noticed what you were doing.

“I’m Peter Parker, I’m from earth. And I’m spider-man. Would you do me the honor of courting me?” You laughed at the language that he used on you as stepped closer to him wrapping your arms around his neck.

“I would love that, Peter Parker.” 

Request- @thollandx I saw you open you requests , can I have one with Peter Parker please? Where the reader is in love with Peter but thinking he is in love with MJ. Peter loves the reader but is to shy to telling her. He visting her as Spiderman every night. The Reader didn’t know that Peter is Spidey. She telling him how much she loves Peter and that she is heartbroken because she’s thinking that he loves MJ. Can you make this with angst and fluffy? The End can you make how you want ❤️ Thank you 😊

Yes oh my lord this is my first request and I love it! Please send me more my lovelies and I will get onto it- Character x reader!!

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You wrung your hands looking up at the clock. You wanted to go to lunch but at the same time it was the hour that you dreaded the most. 

You were a relatively popular girl at Midtown High, you were friends with most of your classmates (emphasis on most) so you shouldn’t have an awkward time in the lunch room right? Not too accurate. 

When your closest friend and the person that you are in love with is in love with your best friend- so. Yes. You are having issues.

“Y/N? Are you okay?” You turned your head to see Brad Davis walking up to you a hand on your shoulder.

“Yeah, I’m just tired.” He gave you a sparkling smile before running a hand through his hair. He certainly wasn’t the same as he was a couple of months- years ago.

“Yeah, I get that. Its been a lot since you guys came back from the blip and things have certainly changed around here.”

The blip sure did change somethings.

The scrawny little boy who used to have nose bleeds all of the time seemed to become quite the player at your school. Not that you couldn’t see why.

You walked along with him to the cafeteria blindly smiling at him as you got closer, he was talking to you about something that you didn’t quite catch at first.

“So, yeah- I mean if you don’t want to that is okay but if you want to swing by and maybe catch a movie.” You gaze switched over as you caught the last bit of the conversation between Brad to you-

Really should have payed attention.

You scrambled to come up with something- to say something along the lines of- ‘I’m sorry I have work’ or ‘I have plans’ when it sort of dawned on you.

You needed to get over Peter- You weren’t going to get anywhere. He was in love with MJ. You were positive of that. And sitting and pining over someone who doesn’t like you back wasn’t going to turn out too well for you and for your heart.

You’ve been doing it for the past 3 years- well I guess 8 years.

But still. 8 years hung up over the same guy who doesn’t like you back- You put 2 and 2 together. You needed to get over him.

Brad was sweet and nice. Not to mention good looking but no matter what you needed to get over it.

“I’d love to.” You said a friendly smile on your face. Friendly. It was worth a shot anyway.

“Really? Um, great! Hope to see you tonight.” He gave you a soft brush on the shoulder as you left the cafeteria line with your food and back to where MJ, Ned and Peter were.

You slid in next to MJ as you saw her looking over to Peter with a smile in which he returned blush going onto his cheeks. This is why you are doing this.

“So, Brad Davis.” MJ said in your ear as she gave you an exasperated look with a grin. You rolled your eyes at her before starting to eat you pizza. You was aware of the boys listening into our conversation.

We started to launch into a conversation- you trying to avoid the topic of your romantic situation and her trying to get into it in which you stole her sketching pad.

It wasn’t her fault that Peter was in love with her, she was amazing.

“So, Peter...” Ned started as though trying to get him to start saying something but he didn’t seem to remember what he was trying to say and nudged the boy next to him.

“Yeah- Y/N MJ do you guys want to come over and watch movies tonight with me and Ned? I mean you guys don’t have to if you don’t want to but if you want to-” It seemed as though Ned nudged him again to get him to stop talking to you.

You contemplated it for a moment but the fact of the matter was you really didn’t want to watch Peter and MJ flirting while you sat in a corner covered in your own self pity. 

You were going on this date tonight.

“I can’t I have to babysit for my little cousin, but you guys should totally go.” You didn’t want to look to see the devastation that probably would have crossed Peter’s face so you looked away. 

“Oh that’s fine, MJ. Y/N?”

He probably was just using you as some sort of second choice and you didn’t want to handle that. So you just covered it up.

“I can’t. I’m busy tonight.”

“Why do you have a date.” Ned teased half heartily probably guessing that you have a date with your bed before a look crossed his face when he seemed to realize that he was right.

“I do actually.” A crack sounded from across from you coming from Peter who stood there looking like someone had killed his dog.

Damn, the whole MJ not coming really didn’t settle too well with him. What you didn’t see at first was the fork that was now in half sitting in his hand.

“Peter! Is that metal?” You exclaimed looking over at your friend who was just looking at you before he seemed to snap out of it and hid it under the table with a laugh.

“N-No! It was a plastic one- muscle spasms you know.” He gave you the dorkish grin that you fell for that alone made you want to cancel on Brad, but you couldn’t.

***

It was- nice? You didn’t really know but the fact was that you felt like it was more hanging out with a friend than anything else.

“Oh- my mom just texted, I got to go. I had a great time.” You made a show of grabbing your phone and looking at it as though you had gotten it. He felt something towards you that you didn’t really reciprocate. 

“Yeah, me too. Be safe.” He grinned towards me before leaning over to hug me as I slid over to the side.

“You’re a great friend. I’ll see you Monday.” Friend. You didn’t even mean for that to slip out but it did. Because it was the truth, you didn’t feel anything other than him being a friend.

“Yeah, I’ll see you.” He gave me a slight smile as though knowing what I meant by it as I slipped out of the door.

By the time that you got to your building you did as you did every other night up to your roof. By the time that you were up there the infamous Spider-man sat up there cross legged. 

He seemed to bolt up as soon as he saw you before walking over to where you were- he had been on your roof almost every single day at the same time as right now looking for you.

“Hey Y/N.” You turned to the Spider-man with a small smile not as big as you were used to though- well what you were used to whenever you were around Peter.

“Hey, Spider-man.” You had a couple of times questioning why the hell there was someone like Spider-man who came to talk to you every night but he was still there.

His presence there made you always feel- comfortable. You didn’t even know why but it was like a second sense.

“So what kept you so late tonight?” There was something in his voice that you couldn’t quite place but you shrugged it off. Looking back to him you gave him a weird look that you couldn’t place.

“I had a date. I am sure that Spider-man wouldn’t like to hear the long story of my hopeless love life so lets just leave it at that.”

Spider-man seemed interested in that as he seemed to- stutter out a response of some sort.

“N-No! I mean go on if you want. It can’t be that bad.” 

“Well- I am in love with my friend who is in love with my best friend, and I tried to go on a date to get over him but it didn’t work well so I have given up on love and I’m going to be a dog person for the rest of my life.”

The slits of his eyes seemed to open at the statement and you thought that it was him agreeing with the whole it is super bad thing but it wasn’t.

“Who- are you in love with?”

“His name is Peter-” Several things happened at once. Spider-man reached up and pulled his mask over his head to reveal man behind the mask.

“-Parker.” Peter Parker was Spider-man. As well as the person you just confessed your love for Peter too. You started to say something but you were cut off by Peter’s lips.

You barely got the chance to balance before you were tugged into Peter’s arms- the kiss surprised you at first but as soon as you relaxed you wrapped your arms around his neck.

You were kissing Peter Parker. On the top of your building. While he was wearing a Spider-man suit. Shit.

He wasn’t just wearing it, he was Spider-man. That alone made you pull away even though you wished that you didn’t.

“Peter- You’re Spider-man? When did this- What-” You were cut off speechless. When was the last time you were speechless.

“Y/N L/N. For once in your life can you shut up and kiss me.” He tugged you over to him once again but this time you didn’t pull away.

You wrapped you arms around him even further so that you could get even closer to him if that was possible.

You felt him move around you as he walked you towards the end of the roof towards the door leaning your back against it as you continued to kiss him.

The noise that he made from the back of his throat was enough to make your toes curl as you pulled away. 

He slowly leaned down to meet you level before resting his forehead against yours looking over at you with love something you never really noticed from him before.

“I love you, too, Y/N L/N.” The sound of him saying that made you sigh as you buried your head into his chest before remembering that he was still wearing his suit.

“I think that I have to make it up to you now about the whole movie night thing. If Ned just so happens to not be in your apartment.” You said motioning to his suit in which he gave a wicked grin.

“He won’t be. The Little Mermaid?” Before you could agree you were thrown into his arms and sucured before he threw himself off of the building and down to his floor.

“You are so lucky that I love you.” You huffed to him as you glared at the whole no warning thing. A smile lit up his face.

“I am- so very lucky.” You grinned before he pulled you into another kiss.

A week or so passed since you found out about Spiderman’s real identity and you seemed to be getting even closer with a certain Peter Parker.

It seemed to be like clockwork almost his training was moved to the same time as yours so that Peter could take you to school as well as spar with you. Which is what was supposed to happen now.

“Ok, you ready, Spiderman?” You got in position waiting for his nod and once it came you took off faking right and throwing a punch to his left but he caught it with ease and with a smile. 

He tried to twist your arm but using your reflexes you wrenched it out of his grasp swinging a leg over his extended arm catching him off guard and on the ground.

But before you could pin him down he got back up using his spider-like reflexes. You were good at fighting- but you had to admit that he was better. Faster than you. 

He compromised your position leading you into a weak spot pinning your arms above your head as well as pinning you against a wall. The breaths that you exerted were loud and gasped even though you knew the position you had with him was hard to get out of you got out of it.

Swiping your foot to the weak part of his leg it sent him crashing down to the floor in which you wrapped your legs around his waist sitting up on your heels before pinning him down.

“I think that I win.” Before you could say anything else you were tuned around on your hips and turned back onto your back. But this time your hands were crossed and pinned above your head.

“Think again.”

He was so close to you, his body aligned with yours the pressure of it hovering above you.

You waited for him to pull away but he didn’t he just kept looking into your eyes as he hovered above you.

“Whoa, kid. Ask her to dinner first.” Peter sprung off of you and a good foot away from you with a jolt as you looked up to your uncle Sam.

“We were-”

“Sparring.” You finished for him a bit flustered to your uncle in which he just wiggled his eyebrows hinting at what could have happened.

“Y/n, your father wants you to help make adjustments to your suit.” Not wanting another second of torture enduring from your uncle which he would do a lot.

***

You tried to keep your mind of the whole sparring incident but it became harder and harder to do. 

You had feelings for him- you were one hundred percent sure of that but you weren't exactly in the safest position in the world- being the daughter of iron man as well as Silver Shadow.

"Are you okay?” Your head whipped over to where MJ was standing next to you grabbing her food waiting for you to finish as well. 

You snapped out of your trance and smiled over to her while paying for your food with a Stark smile.

“Yeah, my uncles were being a pain in my ass this morning.” It wasn’t entirely false- they are a pain in your ass every single minute of the day.

MJ was the only other person- well other than Peter and Ned to know that you were a Stark. You told her even before you told the boys. 

“There coming!” I heard a voice whisper scream as we came closer to the seat in which we sat every single day next to Ned and Peter.

I hadn’t seen Peter since last nights- thing. You tried to look away and not blush but you had a feeling that didn’t work.

“So- do you guys want to hang out tonight?” Ned asked us as he inquired more looking towards you than MJ or Peter.

“I- can’t I have the Stark internship.” You had a feeling that was going to come up- it almost always did. The ‘internship’. 

“Why don’t you guys come over to my place for a change, my uncles shouldn’t bother us too much unless you want them too. And Peter could always swing by after his internship.”

Peter always swung by- literally after his rounds at the end of the day. You didn’t think much about the statement before Ned dropped his lunch tray on the ground spilling the contents everywhere.

As you looked to MJ she had the same shell shocked look on her face.

“To y-your house?” A small smile overtook your face as you nodded to him as he looked like he was going to pass out. Neither of them had been to Stark tower before.

“If you don’t mind the trip.” He began sputtering with a grin on his face MJ having the same lack luster one on hers.

“Not one bit. How about you, Peter.” Ned seemed to do something as you saw Peter jump from under the table probably to escape from a foot going into his shin.

“I’ll be there.”

*** 

The day passed faster than you expected it to, rushing home with a grin at your face as you went to inform your uncles and aunts about the news.

“So we have to stay out of here- for the whole night?”

“I mean if you want two teenagers to be googling over you like Peter was when he first met you be my guest.”

“Why wouldn’t they? I am the Tony Stark.” You rolled your eyes at your father as he passed by your and kissed your forehead. “We won’t bother your little gang. I promise.” You muttered a thank you to your father as he and the rest of the team dispersed.

“Ms. Stark, a Michelle Jones and Ned Leeds have arrived requesting your presence.” You immediately agreed and hurried to the elevator door where they were waiting looking like fools.

“Is Peter here yet?” 

“He will be here soon, don’t worry.”

Y/n: Yes, dad. I love Peter, we are both mature and very serious.

Tony: And this is your 'serious' boyfriend.

Peter: *Falling from the ceiling* Whoa, hey Mr. Stark. I fell asleep on the ceiling again.

Part 1

Spidey: Hey, so now that I know where you live I was wondering if I could pick you up. 

I mean like take you to school.

You know since we go to the same school, and I thought it might be fun.

If you don’t want to that is okay but I was just wondering.

You smiled as you looked at the text messages that Peter left for you, he left probably sometime around 12 after doing team bonding that he didn’t know that he was missing out on. 

You were almost 100 percent sure that he ran home to tell Ned how he spent the whole night with the Avengers. 

A small part of you was worried that he was going to tell Ned about who you truly were but you trusted him.

You: You do know that you are an official Avenger now and that you are expected to be here in about- 15 minutes for training?

You could almost sense the panic that went through him as you knew he read the text probably scrambling to get his school stuff before heading to the tower to train. 

What you didn’t tell him was that training mostly consisted of Steve making you run until you pass out on the ground. 

“Hey, Kiddo. Your mom told me to remind you that you have training. Is Underroos on his way yet? Steve is getting excited to get to train with another person as strong as him other than Bucky.”

Dad peeked his head through the door looking over to where you stood still in your PJ’s sitting cross legged on your bed. 

“Oh yeah. I just told him right now he is probably half-way across town already. Wanda and I are waiting until 6 to train. We are mainly just going to blow stuff up in the back of the tower.” 

Your father rolled his eyes before urging you to get ready. Throwing on a pair of high wasted jean shorts and a t-shirt you threw your hair up heading down the elevator to Wanda’s floor.

“Wanda! Are you ready?” You asked looking around the corner to see your friend sitting in regular sweats and a baggy t-shirt. “We seriously aren’t going to do this right?” You begged your friend hoping she would be nice for the day.

“No. Our training today is making pancakes.” You thanked the gods (Well except for Loki and Thor) and ran after her to the kitchen.

***

“Why does it smell like fire in here?” You had no idea. It certainly wasn’t the batter of the 20 different consistency of pancakes that you tried to heat with your powers (Electricity) while Wanda attempted to do the same thing.

You both had probably 15 pancakes that were edible out of the 50 that you made.

“Shut up, Sam.” You snarled back to the soldier behind you who swiped one of the good pancakes that Wanda had actually cooked using a pan. “No one asked for your opinion.” 

“I’m sure they aren’t that bad.” You picked up one of them that you had made immediately spitting it out. It wasn’t cooked what so ever.

“Thor, I made some just for you!” You yelled out hoping that he wasn’t in the room when you spit it out

“I’m good, Lady Stark.” He ducked under your gaze as he sat down at the table next to Bucky swiping another one of the pan cooked ones.

“Miss Stark, Happy is waiting for you.” You cursed forgetting about school for a moment before ushering your way down to the training room knowing that Steve would be there still working with Peter.

What you didn’t expect to see was a shirtless Peter sparring with Captain America. Sure the sparring part you were used to the but the shirtless part- you took your gaze off of him no matter how hard it was.

“Steve, I’m going to have to take Peter from you. Some of us are still in High School.” You told him as you saw Peter spring up from the spot he was at mutter something to Steve and then rush over to you.

It was hard to keep your gaze up as he came over closer to you before throwing back on his shirt and then picking up his school bag.

Handing him the plate of Wanda’s pancakes you pointed over to the men’s locker room and he wordlessly went in.

Coming out a couple of minutes later it looked like he ran in the shower- you tried not to think to much about it as you showed him the way up to Happy’s car.

“You do that every morning?” He looked at you shocked as you laughed.

“No. I workout with Nat after school 3 days a week- usually sparring. I mostly just work on my powers with Wanda in the mornings and blow stuff up.” 

He looked over jealous to you as you gave him a sly smile before sliding into the car parked in front of the tower- Happy waiting eagerly.

“Y/n, we are la- Peter? Why are you here?” Happy looked over to the man sitting next to me questionably.

“He had his first day of training today. You didn’t tell me that Spider-man went to the same school as me, Hap.” You nicked at your godfather who gave you a look of- too bad.

The car ride consisted of Peter freaking out occasionally as well as you playing around with Happy.

As soon as we got to school you had to yank him out of the car as he was ogling all of the things that the car had inside of it including a portable version of FRIDAY.

“Bye, Happy!” You yelled into the car before lugging Peter out of the car and into the school.

“Hey, Y/n. Lookin’ good today.” Less than a couple of minutes later after Flash winked at me he looked over to Peter. “Sup’ Dick-wad.” The groan that came from Peter made you give him a weird look.

“How do you not punch him into the wall every time he does that.” You mutter under your breath before putting an arm around his forearm bringing him closer to you.

He seemed a little shocked by the touch but soon became more comfortable as a smile appeared on his face. 

“Because I would rather stay here at school.” 

“Too nice, remember when he called you Penis Parker a couple of months ago and he accidentally got a textbook to the face?” The look that crossed Peter’s face was something that you didn’t forget.

“You amaze me.” You laughed before walking into the school smiling and greeting people around you. You were kind of popular in school but you chose to hang out with Peter. 

He was kind.

You cursed at the temperature change as you tried to get warmth into your skin at the drop in temperature.

Before you knew it one of your school sweatshirts was dropped into your arms from Peter who was smiling down at you. And you thought for one second that he may like you back.

It was like grasping at fucking straws. You were done with a huff you threw yourself back into your seat on the couch next to Buck who was still arguing with Thor.

"That doesn't make any sense, I know many witches and warlocks and I don't think that they get letters and go to a school. I-Is that true, Y/n?" You rolled your eyes before declining. No. You didn't go to Hogwarts.

"Yeah- but instead of that she had to cut off a dolphin tail as a sacrifice to the witch gods." Steve chuckled as he sat back looking at Thor's horrified face.

"No! I didn't cut-"

"It was a baby's foot. I forgot." You cursed Sam as Thor looked at you like you had just- killed a baby. Dear god.

"You mortals should go to insane asylums." You seconded that as You threw a pillow at Sam who gave you a crooked grin in which you returned with a finger up to the sky.

We weren't even more than 5 more minutes until the next fight broke out between well- between you and Thor.

You being your lazy self used your telekinesis to get the Pop-tarts that were on the kitchen counter, but you didn't know that Peter Parker and Tony were in there scared to shit at the floating box that went into the room next to him.

Looking inside of it you had a murderous look on your face as you looked to the god who had a shit eating  grin on his face.

"Thor. You ate all of the mother FUCKING POP-TARTS AG-" You screeched to the overgrown baby god across from you before Steve cut you off.

"Language, Y/N." You looked incredulously over to your Uncle as he gave you a sparkling smile knowing that you were going out of your mind.

"I'm going to set you on fire. I swear to GOD." What set you off was looking into his hand as he opened a pack of them shoving half of it into his mouth with a cheeky grin.

Sparing a quick glance to Steve who nodded you used your powers to send the shield that was sitting in front of him and sent it straight for the head of the all mighty Thor Odinson, it made a huge wack and the God rubbed his head. All he did was mouth something.

Run.

Booking it out of the room before Thor got out of his seat you but before you could get into the kitchen you were whipped over the shoulder of the God as you started to laugh.

"Y--Y/n?" You knew all too well that voice, you had known him for probably a good 3 years ever since you started to go to Midtown.

"Peter?" Thor set you down to face the man standing next to my father in which your father gave you a look of. You don't even know.

"How do you two know each other?"

"He goes to my school, I've talked about him before with you. Ned. MJ. Ring a bell." The flicker that went through Peter's face was unrecognizable but then it was gone.

"Really? Parker? He is a nerd and you- you are my daughter." For a second you almost forgot that Peter didn't know that you were Tony's daughter. But you sure as hell that he did right now.

"W-Wait. You're his daughter? You- have a daughter." Peter stuttered out as he looked between you and your father with a confused look.

"How do you know him?" You questioned back to your father hoping that there wasn't a freaky reason that your father knew the man you liked.

"Pete's the Spider-ling. I thought that Peter was some--gay best friend. You have straight guy friends." You looked incredulously to your nerdy close friend could be the friendly neighborhood spider-man. He looked over to your dad with the same confused look as he did.

"Damn, this is better than the movie." You turned over where Sam was sitting before using your powers to cause the remote in front of him to smack himself in the face.

"Whoa. Y/n- you just..."

"Ha, you owe me 5 dollars." Thor muttered to Bucky as he reluctantly handed over the five piece. No doubt making bets on me again.

"Technancy she got pissed off by Thor first so you owe me a five piece Buck." You looked incredulously over to Steve who had a slick grin on his face.

What you really wanted to say was that if they didn't shut up you were going to filet them like a McNugget but seeing as though you had a lot to discuss with Peter you went over to him tugging on his sleave.

"W-What are you doing, Y/n? Hey, You aren't going anywhere alone with him!" My dad asked me as I started to bring Peter over towards the elevator before walking into it.

"We need to discuss a few things, Dad."

"NO. WAIT. FRIDAY, cameras on my daughter alert me if Peter goes within a foot of her!" Before you could say anything else the door closed leaving you alone with a confused Peter.

You rose a finger to your lips waiting until you got onto your floor before tugging him into your main living quarters.

"SPIDER-MAN?" You questioned him incredulously.

"Y/N Stark?" He told you back, hardly showing any of the awkwardness that he showed around my father or in school because we were friends. He was used to you.

"Fair enough, but I was going to tell you. Were you going to tell me?" You questioned him seriously as he looked over to you giving you a sheepish grin.

"Of course I was. Remember Ned and you were coming over this weekend for a movie. Wait- if you don't want to come now-" You shushed him up by stomping on his foot in which he jumped back.

"Don't think I am going to leave you because you are sticky and like to climb walls." The relief and cheeky smile on his face made you grin even more.

"You have a poster of me in your bedroom." You giggled out before the look of fear crossed his face. God. He was never going to live that down. Ever since the first time you went to his apartment you saw the poster of Silver Shadow. Yourself.

"Ms. Stark, Mr. Odinson and Mr. Stark want me to remind you to get downstairs so that they can finish the movie. And that Mr. Parker is allowed as long as he can and I quote 'keep his webs to himself.'" The look of embarrassment on Peter's face made you bark out a laugh before nudging him towards the door.

This was going to be interesting.

Part 2