#cision

Vision: But I was never a baby...

A/N: This is absolutely adorable, get ready for wanda being the best person ever and peter keeps being a blushing mess (I know I make him blush a lot but he’s just so adorable I can’t stop!)

Warning-nothing for now

Paring- obviously peter parker x stark!reader

Type: FLUUFFFFF with a tiny bit of angst

Word count: 2279

Chapter1 Chapter 5

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In morning time you woke up and got ready, it was only when you reached the silver knob that you stopped, your hand hovering over it staring at it as if it was a bomb and opening the door would kill you. You took a few steps back and looked in the mirror, you looked fine! You wore your favorite black ripped jeans and a white tank top with your favorite colored flannel, but you were nervous as heck. You couldn’t do it, to bring yourself to even think of sitting next to Peter and listening to his laugh was a nightmare as butterflies attack your stomach and your blushing face.

About an hour went by- after you said you won’t be coming to breakfast you heard a quiet knock but you didn’t bother to look. You kept your laying position on the window sitting staring blankly outside, your eyes almost shutting themselves. “Y/n?,” Wanda called through the white bedroom door. You’ve been staring at the green land from your window for a while now, the sun kissing your cheekbones as you let out a tired groan. You heard the door slowly opening and you rose into a sitting position as Wanda came closer, you hugged your knees when she set down a sad smile on her face. You knew why she was there, and it wasn’t only to bring you the breakfast you missed. The smell of eggs and toast filled the room, you wanted to tell her everything but you felt as if it’ll sound like whining so you looked at her with a soft smile. “Thank you..”, you whispered and as you reached for a toast she placed her hand over yours. “It’s not whining telling someone what you feel.” She stated and your eyes widened, you slouched as you looked away at the view once again. “It's fine.. it’ll pass and everything will be ok...”, you mumbled. The brunette closed her hazel eyes. “Y/n...” You shot her a fake smile. “It’s fine, really it’s just for a while.” But in your mind you could already see him slip between your fingers.

“You know what?” Wanda said half excited and you simply chuckle a few words out. “What?” She grabbed your hand so you could stand next to her “Let’s go!” As she dragged you away you tried questioning or resisting but the blue carped burned your feet. She said nothing until you reached the elevator. “Wanda!”, You giggled finally managing to escape her very strong grip. “You can’t hide in your room dear. You lived here before he came do not let him shut you down..” she smiled and you couldn’t help but smile back, when you entered the elevator you noticed how she pressed the entertainment floor while telling you about the awkward and hilarious conversation the avengers had with Peter at breakfast and how your dad almost murdered one of them when they mentioned to set the two of you up together.

“So, Peter?” Rhodey called, taking a bite from his bacon. Peter immediately looked up, his hair still messy but his curls just falling perfectly on his forehead. “Yes sir?”, Peter asked and a respecting smile appeared on his lips. “How do you like it here until now?” Peter shook his head and a slightly nervous smile appeared on his face. “I really love it here! My room is huge! And this entire compound is absolutely huge! Like my entire street is smaller than this place!” He smiled proudly. “And I got to meet you all and everything i.s..” he looked around and when he noticed how excited he got, he faked a cough and looked at Mr.Stark before turning to the others. “Yeah i-it’s pretty great here”, he smiled embarrassed and returned to his meal, only to be stopped mid bit by another question. “And what do you think of the people here?”, Natasha asked teasingly. Tony shot her a look and she shrugged as if it was nothing “T-the people?” Peter swallowed his piece of toast, gulping a small sip of his water the boy became flustered thinking of you, “I uh..well everyone is so nice and-“

“No I meant more of people in your age.” Nat grinned and peter ran his hand over his neck nervously. “More specifically. Y/n. What do you think of her?” Bucky smiled devilish. Steve elbowed his friend while Tony looked at all of them darkly and stared at Peter. “Well..I think that-“

“-you will stay focused on your training and not her. Right, peter?” Tony cut peter and took a sip from his coffee. With a Tony’s raised with pursed lips Peter nodded eagerly.

She then proceeded laughing at how your cheek turned reddish, you pushed her jokingly and she placed her arm over your shoulder. The shining marble floors were extremely cold against your bare skin and it was quite visible as goosebumps were quick to appear on your body.

You both entered the kitchen. You stared at Wanda confused while her magic opened the a few white high cabinets and pulling flour and a bowl and from the pantry a weird looking machine you have never seen before no matter who many times you’ve gone through every cabinet. Though completely functional, the kitchen must be the loneliest room in the house. Not for you, maybe for the others mostly because most of them were busy in the gym or watching tv in the screening room. You have never been much of a chef, unless making a few sandwiches for the group counts.

The kitchen itself had white cabinets with two double doors. Some cabinets are filled with dishes, cups and bowls and behind a light blue colored wall a huge pantry filled with enormous amounts of shelves many of them filled with spices along with a box of assorted celestial seasons tea,. The rest of the pantry is full of every avenger favorite cereal and snacks.

To Wanda’s right, below the cabinet doors is the sink, still piled with dishes from the morning as all Avengers seemed in a rush to leave the dry ones in the dishwasher.

“Wanda?” You asked curiously as she raised her eyebrows towards you. You climbed over the marble island and watched her rearrange the ingredients on the counter across you. "What are you doing?” You leaned closer curiously, she smiled at you kindly, her voice spoke as a loud whisper, words quickly escaping her lips. “You like Peter. But Tony said no..” You nodded sadly, yet eager to learn her plan. “Right now he’s training with Steve and Tony...” She raised a brow and you stared at her confused “Ok...?” You let a nervous chuckle escape your lips. “And you know they’ll be hungry...” Your eyes sparkled at the idea. “Ohhhh so what will we be making??” You jumped off excited “We will make pasta, y/n.” Vision popped out of no where and you stared at Wanda for a moment slightly disappointed, she simply shrugged. “He’ll be helping us, don’t worry we won’t go full pda”. She laughed as she turned around to plant a small kiss on the dark magenta colored figure. “It’s just pasta! No offense Vis but like..it’s pretty easy it’s just-“, you stopped talking as you noticed Wanda’s look. “What..?” You crossed your arms, a confused look painted on your face. “No offense taken but it’ll be a little more difficult that the usual making of pasta.” Vision stated. “It won’t be like we’re making it from scartch!” You laughed, but your laughter was soon to die down as realization hit you. “We're making it from scratch...?”, you asked, a little bit of whining printed in your voice, looking at the silver machine on the island next to where you sat. You huffed a half hearted smile planting itself on your lips. “Well, we do want to impress him aren’t we?” She winked at you as you both begun.

A happy tune playing in the background, at the beginning you stared at your best friend and her boyfriend at the way they did things together, slowly pouring the white flour into a measuring cup as the other was whisking two large eggs- you eventually decided to help in any way you could, wether if it was dicing zucchini and adding it to the sauce you made together or simply helping rolling the dough.

After hours of following every instruction she gave and having a mess almost everywhere you were almost finished, Wanda asked Friday to tell everyone to come and eat while you kept stirring the pot with the boiling sauce, the smell of tomatoes and basil filling your senses. In a few minutes everybody was hurrying to the dining room. On one hand you wished that you were finished before they came but on the other you knew exactly what those beasts were.

You heard your father laugh muffled in the background and turned your head just in time to see your Dad, the super soldier and your newly found crush taking a seat on the table. You stared as they passed you by, they had a strong smell that just screams “clean!” with a bit of a really good cologne. “You’re drooling y/n/n”, Wanda whispered as she closed the fire, quickly taking the pot from you. You smiled and shrugged embarrassed and turned to reach the bowls in the cabinet above your head. She poured a few bowls and told you to continue preparing others as she entered the hungry room. You could here them cheer as she brought the plates down to the table. You stopped what you were doing at the moment because you heard your name and listened closely, you weren’t sure what the enchanted girl said or who she said it to though.

You finished pouring everything the smell of pasta and hot tomato sauce filling the room. You grabbed two bowls and then Steve and Nat came to your aid, you shook your head smiling at them as they cut you off and almost jogging into the room. You should have guessed the reason for it though, you scanned the room as you looked to the only person without a bowl, Peter, and it was obvious that the seat next to him will be empty. You stared at Wanda not sure if you’re angry or thankful.

You slowly walked on the dark wooden floors, it felt as all eyes were on you as you slowly placed the bowls down. “Thanks!” Peter smiled at you kindly and you nodded, you took your seat next to him and it was so obvious to the rest how you were both nervous as hell by that. The smell of his cologne made you feel dizzy and even though you tried your best to focus on your meal you couldn’t help but think about his opinion, thankfully your best friend quite literally knew how to read your thoughts.

“So...?” Wanda grinned proudly, both of you eager to listen to the comments the other had to give. All of them were positive and sure, some had teasing in them, eventually you managed your somehow very little confidence to ask peter for his opinion. He at first looked you shyly before an excited smile appeared on his lips, your eyes sparkling knot together as if no one else was in the room. “It’s perfect...” he said his voice a bit low but still, the rest of the table heared him. They all exchanged satisfied looks when you and Peter looked at each other maybe a bit too long. You felt your heart skip a beat as you noticed his confident yet shy eyes staring into your y/e/c crushing ones.

“Aham!” Your father faked a cough, immediately making you both return to your original positions- distant and lounging. You both turned a bright red.

As everyone kept seated, they all ran jokes with one another and just suspected, the sound of Peter’s laughter made you feel as if your were suffocating by the butterflies in your stomach. You felt your cheeks heating up and gulped the entire glass of water you got in less than a minute and immediately excused yourself.

Usually, no one really mind your leaving they were used to you leaving a bit early than others to bring the missing housemates their food, on that list was always Loki who would rather read a book and eat later.

But now someone did mind. Peter asked you about it and you told him the truth. He smiled confused but you didn’t see that, you already got Loki’s dish ready and left.

“Peter?” Steve lowered towards the brown eyed teen, Peter simply hummed as a simple answer as he kept zoning out with Steve’s voice muffled in the background, his thoughts were on you. He couldn’t help not liking you, the slightest blush on your cheeks and the way you made hum feel..it drove him over the edge, but Mr. Stark said that it’ll put you in more danger than you are already. He wanted to stay one night in his room just so he could see you alone but he dismissed the idea of letting himself get close to you, and in that moment, he made one of the worst mistakes of his life.

He decided to be cold, distant, and make everything he could to make you hate him.

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silly boy.

Although I am not referring to GoT final season ep.1 pirated download to watch later the informational barrage received is similar in the dimension you embody just as in that of 1s and 0s.

A download in this dimension can almost be felt coming, and it is revealing, confounding, awe worthy and mind expanding when it does. The magic happens when frequencies lock and the realizations start pouring, perhaps sparks from the intense vibration of the transmission. Seeing pictures in my mind does not feel the same as seeing pictures with my Eye, meaning that thoughts and visions are peculiarly different in how they feel come about, the latter is present in downloads more so than in regularly conscious times. One might even hear something, a bottled feeling may arise, life advice may present itself, and it all comes in at once as patterns, visions, flashes, and other triggers that takes one into deep chains of thought that give off these revelatory sparks.

Downloads always speak to the person, meaning that it is relatable, or about the contents of a person’s life, and it could not be any other way since the meaning attached to the information received spawns from within. This description of a very personal event that often goes unnoticed as we go through our monotonous lives resonates with the notion that we live in a simulation. We are nodes in a network of information, and we are compelled to act within the parameters of an Operating System of sorts which we call Culture as Terence McKenna would say. Personally it resonates much deeply with the fractal nature of existence as hinted by the Principle of Correspondence in the Kybalion: “As above, so below; as below, so above.”

Here is Divine intervention many of us can relate to. A guiding hand from spirit coming down the cosmic pipe of the fractal Universe at hyper download speeds presenting all that is needed for advancement. Great assistance for a head that is in the game .. of Life.

I ask again, got downloads? And if so what was revealed? and where were you? LMK below c(;

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