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thirstyforred · 3 years

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ok so, it's not like a fully fleshed idea, there's no ending, and the amount of words i would like to put into it is just too much atm, bc like at least over 10k sounds sweet, but anyway here's an idea for one of the squares in my witcher bingo - mind-reading spell/curse

it's the role swap au - i could just do "that's so sad, Hubert play Gwent/tavern music", but i think there's actually something to this idea that could be interesting with how some parts of the canon are being twisted and fit back together

Alvin is a vampire, lets just go with katakan, because why not

i might lean a bit into Book of Beautiful Horrors fanon (which i just realized inspired my other post about higher vamps, but for some reason, i completely forgot about it, until last week when i was looking again for this book) and say that katakans are great hunters, capable of tracking they prey just by the smell, but also having more special connection to the blood. like drinking of certain beings gives them certain effects - like how Gael even canonically drinks from drunk folks so he can actually get completely sloshed

but also if i combine it with how Erland never specified what actually are vampires eating since blood makes them just tipsy and isn't the main source of nutrients, let's say that vampires are lowkey like dragons - that they are actually consuming magic. so they would live nearby sources of power or like power nexuses, or like the Unseen Elder in B&W not far from the place where Ard Gaeth opened, which likely would still be pretty charged

which leads me to another point, if they're consuming magic, then possibly can they also use magic - and there are the different way this could be spun, for example, if let's say alp drinks bruxa's blood, then they can talk with birds for few nights, or like combine their own powers with the one they get from blood, and like give birds ability to dream, and then invade those dreams and shape them, like idk there could be some fun combinations here

so considering all of this stuff - Alvin is a katakan who drinks from sorcerers and that makes him so op

and he's at a point where it's not just about feeding himself in the most pleasurable way, by eating beings charged with magic, or just about blood addiction, no, it's about power

and because it's me writing about Alvin, whether i make a big point out of it or not, there's always a shadow behind him of that goth mfs red riders who influenced the way he understands the world - Nam and Nithral - so without deep explanations lets just say, that Alvin is a relatively young vampire, who was basically raised up by Aen Elle Wild Hunt deserter Namrevlis, like seriously who cares, it was always crack and canon bending bs

but the thing is, Nam and her blood smell and taste pretty uniquely like it's not a tone, but still, there's that drop of Hen Ichaer, of Lara's Gene in Red Riders, and i will take this fanon with me to the grave, and that, that taste of the Spiral is what Alvin is really looking for

which he ofc can't find because regular mages while still powerful, their blood making him almost a mage himself, is just nothing in comparison

and there's Hubert - he's a surgeon in Novigrad, just regular boring human, let's fuck with the timeline say in his 20s, but he's also the Source. He's the carrier of Lara's Gene. He doesn't want this sort of legacy, wears tones of dimeritium amulets and whatnot to tame his wild, never trained magic talents, but still, he's plagued by horrifying dreams of the White Frost

i guess would make sense if that sort of thing was more manageable when he was a kid and teen, but got worse with time, and also there are Witch Hunters all over Novigrad, so Hubert has to find some way or maybe mentor, do something about it

so he asks some people he trusts about ideas, like Gael and Queen of the Night, and finally, Queen is like yeah i know of someone, they help hiding mages in Wizima, but also they're very dangerous, and Hubert is like who is it? i need to know! and she's like it's the leader of Salamandra

yes im keeping Alvin being a drug lord, i find it the funniest part of his whole fucking deal

but anyway Hubert travels to Wizima and somehow get's introduced to Alvin, and he just gets a whiff of Hubert and he starts salivating

but Alvin is not an idiot, he knows if he will eat a guy in one sitting it won't sate him for long, and help him really peer through that veil between the world or whatever - he's a fantasy medieval business major, he's gonna put a nice collar on that neck

(i still remember it was supposed to be about mindreading, the idea was just more cohesive and compressed in my mind lol)

but Hubert explains his whole deal and problem, and Alvin is like oh ok cool, then we can have here like a mutual agreement - because he was somewhat educated on the Spiral by Nam, he gets and understands the things Hubert is seeing in his visions, he just can't hold them for too long - while for Hubert everything is just chaotic and a bit scary, and makes him feel lost

but thankfully all higher vamps (but true ones lol) have telepathic abilities, which means that Alvin can just look into Hubert's mind, amplify it by drinking his blood, if they meditated together, created like a mental bond between their minds, they could literally unravel the Spiral together

like all the crazy stuff i have ever written about the Spiral but more

oh and there's like some gay stuff happening ofc

#alvin x hubert #would be kinda fun if alvin was real mama boy constantly talking about nam #and then hubert finally meets her and he's just ?????#how is this 2 meter tall elf your mom?????#*over 2 meter tall #not to be rude in the salamandra sewers but wtf

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dylan-o-yumm · 4 years

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Hi how about Nero’s struggling with demonic feelings as he’s just activated his true devil trigger and he’s having sexual thoughts about being in devil trigger but he can’t do it with Kyrie because he’d rip her apart literally and he starts finding himself attracted to female devils? Just a random thought I was having lol

Warnings: Rough sex, biting, hair pulling, choking, breaking furniture, dt sex, tiniest bit of oral, fem reader, talk of cheating, but this is all consensual! Nothing about this is labeled as Nero being unfaithful to Kyrie.

Note: Look, we all know he’d never sleep with another person when he’s in a relationship with Kyrie, but for the sake of fiction… Lol (Also I haven’t written in MONTHS so this is trash, I apologise) IMPORTANT NOTE! I won’t be taking any more requests. I will go back to writing more, and you guys can always come fill my inbox with Nero thoughts or literally whatever, but I’m struggling with requests atm so I’m just gonna put that on hold for now. Thanks for understanding, lovelies.

“Look, you’re cute and all, but I’m not going to have sex with you. You’re not exactly single, Nero…” You state in a matter-of-fact tone as you enter the van after an easy and quick mission with the white haired devil hunter. A bunch of lesser demons here and there, nothing too big or scary to exhaust you of all your energy.

You’d been friends with Nero for years, going on missions with him whenever you could, meeting up on days off and hanging out with him and his beautiful soon-to-be wife. You had heard and done many odd things with him in the past, but this was definitely the weirdest thing he had ever asked of you… and most inappropriate? Mature? Sexual?

“You’re lucky I’m not going straight to Kyrie and telling her you’re an unfaithful, cheating, little—“ You begin, voice rising and getting more and more aggressive with every word. Even your eyes began to glow a bright red, getting beyond pissed off for your dear friend, the adorable little songstress. Nero had no right to ask you for sexual favours when he was meant to be in a happy relationship with her. If he wasn’t in a relationship with her though… well, that would be another story.

He was a very handsome devil, even more so after he cut his hair and… you know, grew an arm back. You even had a crush on him before you met Kyrie, following him around like a lost puppy until you quickly realised he had eyes for someone else. Eh, it happens.

“She’s okay with it! Jesus calm down…” Nero raised his voice, unable to meet your eyes as a dark red shade covered his cheeks. He was obviously nervous and embarrassed about what he had asked of you, yet here he was, still trying to convince you.

On your way back to the van only a few minutes prior, Nero was telling you how he was finding himself more and more rough and… a little over excited in the bedroom as they days went on. He was concerned for Kyrie’s safety since he feared he’d end up hurting her, and wondered if he could “let off some steam” with a demon girl such as yourself.

You knew he would end up hurting Kyrie if he kept trying to be gentle with her, all while his demonic side was screaming for more. Hell, he’d rip her apart. Sleeping with a human when you had a raging demon inside of you, desperately clawing its way out, hungry for more… it rarely ended well.

You knew what Nero needed and you guessed he had figured it out too, since he was asking you, of all people, to help him out. It just felt wrong while he was still dating Kyrie. If he left her, then you’d have no problem with it… only, he would have broken your best friends heart and therefore you’d stomp him into the ground… Okay, maybe there would be a problem with it.

“She’s okay with it? Am I meant to just believe that?” You frown, crossing your arms over your chest and waiting for Nero to stop lying.

“Yeah…? It was actually her idea.” Nero stated softly this time, scratching his nose in embarrassment. You couldn’t help but scoff and turn away from him. There was no way he was telling the truth! “Look, I know it’s weird, but you’re the only demon chick I know and actually trust. And Kyrie trusts you too, so doesn’t that count for something?” Nero continued, reaching out to you, desperately trying to get you to believe him, trust him.

That was the thing, you did trust him. So, why was it so hard for you to believe him on this?

Narrowing your eyes, Nero could tell you were still clearly suspicious.

“You wanna call her right now and see if I’m lying or not?” He waved his hand over to the phone sitting on the dash of the van, surrounded by Nico’s discarded cigarette buds.

“Yes, actually I do.”

~*~

Turns out Kyrie was okay with it. She set some rules and begged you not to sleep with Nero more than what was needed to help his demonic urges, to which you swore on your life it would never happen again without her say so. It must have been hard for the sweet, little songstress, but she seemed rather… okay with it, oddly enough. She trusted both you and Nero 100% and knew you’d both respect her wishes no matter the cost.

Which is why you were able to look down at Nero’s golden eyes and angelic blue skin as his pointed teeth sunk into the armoured flesh of your thigh. Your backside was resting atop the workbench in your garage while your clawed fingers scratch Nero’s scalp, combing through his long white hair.

The two of you thought you might as well bring things back to your place, save the van from any damage that was bound to happen from two demons fucking like wild animals. Also you knew Nico wouldn’t appreciate the stench of sex in her van… so there was that too.

The longer Nero’s sharp teeth teased your thighs and groin, the armoured plating between your legs slowly parted, opening up to reveal your slick, wet folds that were throbbing and clenching for him. You were eager to see and feel just how big he was, ready for him to fill your cunt and plow you as hard as he wanted. The thought alone made you bite your lip and inch your hips close to his face.

His eyes widened when he finally saw your heat, and you could see his cheeks reddening even when his skin was the gorgeous blue that it was. He inched forward shyly before parting his lips and letting his tongue slither along your slick, tasting your arousal. You hummed, wanting more. He growled, needing more.

“I would like for this to be a one time thing — for Kyrie’s sake, so make sure to be as rough and wild as you need to be… Satisfy all your demonic urges, handsome” Your voice was breathy and distorted, rumbling in your throat and echoing off your tongue. You continued to play with his hair, leaning back on one hand to get a better view of him between your legs, cursing yourself for already wanting this more than this one time.

He simply looked up at you with a newfound hunger in his eyes as he sunk his teeth into your thigh, breaking through the armoured skin and drawing blood. You purred, biting your lip and stifling the little smirk that threatened to pull at the corners of your mouth, watching his long, dark tongue lap at the crimson droplets.

“Should we have a safe word?” Nero wondered, his voice also distorted, sending tingles down to your core. Even now, he was still very sweet and caring, though he was licking your blood off his lips and the look in his eyes was dangerous and hungry, like a wolf staring down its prey. Your legs quivered in excitement.

“Nah. I’m stronger than you anyway, I’ll just push you away or knock you out if you go overboard” You hummed innocently, tilting your head to the side in a teasing manner. You couldn’t have him worrying or holding himself back, otherwise this would all be for nothing. He’s meant to be letting loose and satisfying the beast— or in this case, demon — within.

He scoffed and shook his head with a little ‘all right then.’

“Hey,” you grabbed his chin in your talon-like claws and forced him to look up at you. Your voice dropped to a commanding tone, serious and almost threatening as you leaned down to get closer to his face, your heated breaths making the strands of hair by his face sway back and forth. You give him the permission he needs, you demand, order him to let go.

“Go overboard.”

Nero’s eyes widen ever so slightly, his blue lips parting as he stares up at you like an innocent puppy begging to be pet. You can practically feel his heart beat thumping excitedly as you continue to hold his chin, being mindful of the cute little spikes.

“I can take it.” You whisper, nodding slowly as your eyes flutter down to his lips. You so desperately want to kiss him, but you refrain from doing so. Even though you were about to be very intimate with him, kissing him just felt too… wrong? Kyrie didn’t say she had anything against you kissing him, but he was still hers, you weren’t about to start selfishly kissing him just because you want to.

Either way, Nero doesn’t give you time to kiss him as he stands up abruptly and causes you to quickly flinch back, not wanting him to headbutt your chin on his way up. He quickly grabs your wrist before you can fall backwards, holding you steady as he slots himself between your thighs.

He smirks at you, and at first you thought it was just because he was being cocky, but as you raised an eyebrow to question him, his grip on your wrists tightened and he bought you hands up above your head, pushing you back roughly until your back slams against the workbench.

You legs instinctively come up to rest on his hips as he leans over you, the workbench being the perfect height for him to stand and fuck you while you lie down on your back. There was a slight pain in the back of your head from being slammed down, but you only purr in delight, too turned on to even care at this point.

The plating on his crotch was still hiding his cock, much to your disappointment. Meaning you had to work for it, just like he did for you.

Your hips grind and rotate against him as he leans down to bite and suck on your neck, the both of you panting and moaning as Nero’s plates slowly open up.

Your hands explore his back, tangling up his Rapunzel-like hair as your fingers dip over every curve and bump of his muscles. His body moving against yours as he grinds against your wet heat is addictive, his chest and stomach brushing up against your torso, as if teasing you that he isn’t yours.

But you’re okay with that.

Finally feeling his cock rutting against your sopping cunt and not the hard plating that shielded him away from you, you shiver in delight and bite your lip. Looking down, you see what you had been waiting for. His fully erect, thick, veiny cock, leaking precum and dribbling onto your plated stomach.

“Shit…” You cuss as your eyes widen at the sight of him, practically drooling.

“Don’t go runnin’ scared now” Nero smirks cockily as he looks down at himself then back up at you through his pretty eyelashes.

Your eyes meet his as you can only scoff, playfully shoving him away but just as quickly pulling him back to you. Wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling him down, you bite his ear harshly, earning a pleased shiver from the devil hovering over you.

“You gonna stand there all day talking about your dick, or are you gonna put it to good use?” You tease, purring into his ear after licking where you bit.

When he doesn’t speak or move, you wonder if you had offended him, placing your clawed hands on the sides of his face to get him to look at you. Though, when you expect to see him pouting or frowning, you’re taken aback when you see his lips curled upward and his sharp teeth shining at you. You open your mouth to question him, but get cut off abruptly by your own scream of pain, pleasure and surprise.

“Hnng—holy fuck! Give a girl some warning next time, asshole!” You screech as his cock rests comfortably inside your velvety walls. He had pushed himself all the way in to the hilt in one swift motion, giving you no chance to adjust to his thickness, but to be completely honest, his roughness only turned you on all the more.

“Still don’t want a safe word, you little baby?” He mocks, teasing you by not moving his hips an inch. All you could feel was his hard member throbbing excitedly against your slick walls, making you whine out, desperate for him to give it to you good and hard.

You shake your head, managing to smirk back at him as your hands move up to the back of his head, tangling in his white hair and pulling him down so you can latch your lips onto his neck. Biting, licking, kissing, pleading with your actions for him to please fucking move.

He seems to get the hint.

His hand suddenly worms its way between your lips and his neck, cupping your mouth as he parts himself from you. He keeps his hand there for a moment, leaning back to stare down at your awaiting body before he slowly drags it down to your neck. Wrapping his fingers delicately around your throat, claws digging into the back of your neck but he doesn’t squeeze or press down.

His long tongue snakes over his pointed teeth, that same cocky grin on his lips as he finally draws his hips back and slams forward as fast and hard as he can. Not giving you a second to adjust or brace yourself as he repeats the action over and over and over again.

“Oh, my fucking— ah!” You gasp and yelp, eyes squeezing shut. The pain subsided quickly as the tip of his cock brushed against the spongy spot within your walls, causing a whole slur of cusses and moans to spill past your lips as you claw and scratch at his armoured back.

“Fuckin’ tight” He growls, claws digging into you, eyes darkening and his movements growing harsher and harsher by the second.

You last about ten thrusts before you feel the workbench wobbling a bit too much for you liking, lurching back and forth in time with his thrusts. Your mind is a bit too focused on his thick cock nicely massaging your insides to even worry about potentially breaking the bench, though when you hear a crack sound from underneath you, your moans come to an abrupt stop.

Nero’s eyes are shining a dark red, much different to his angelic golden orbs that you’re used to seeing. He’s clearly giving in to his demonic urges like you wanted, only…

“Uh… Nero—“ You’re cut off when the bench suddenly cracks even louder and you’re suddenly falling to the floor. The wooden bench crumbles in pieces, the legs caving in and folding at an awkward angle as it finds its new home on the floor of your garage.

You wonder why your back hasn’t hit the floor yet, still waiting for the impact. Though when your focus pulls back to Nero — who hadn’t stopped fucking you — you are surprised to see two angelic, blue wings curled around to support your weight. Much softer than you imagined, cozy and warm like a nice blanket for you to cuddle into while you have your guts rearranged.

Your eyes roll back as you focus back on Nero completely, your hands coming down to grip at his forearms. You have no idea how the workbench breaking managed to take your mind off of what he is doing to you because, damn does he know how to put his hips to good use.

“You’re still holding back… I can tell” You whimper. While he was pleasing you very nicely, you had to remember why you were here with him.

He responds with a dark growl that shakes your entire body, even feeling it rumble deep within your chest. You gasp as he suddenly has you up right, slamming your back into the drywall and moving his wings to shelter you in. His hands grip your ass tightly, squeezing your cheeks as best he can while the plating protects your body.

“Better?” He growls, his voice somehow deeper and scarier, though the fact that he’s slowly letting loose and giving you his all has you dripping your arousal all over his cock and onto the floor.

You nod frantically as your eyes roll to the back of your head again, the new angle somehow letting him reach places you didn’t even know were possible to reach. The textured plating on his lower stomach brushed against your swollen clit from this angle, stimulating you everywhere you needed to be stimulated.

It suddenly dawned on you why you were here right now. There is no way Kyrie would ever survive this. This was far too dangerous for a human. The tip of his cock would be right up at your throat if he fucked you like this in your human form. You’d be split into two.

He effortlessly picked you up and dropped you back down onto his cock, all while thrusting up into you at the same time. Your moans turned into screams and you wouldn’t be surprised if someone came knocking on your door, asking if you were okay. Obviously, you were more than okay.

You hear a crunch beside your head, turning ever so slightly when Nero cusses under his breath to see his ethereal wing had crashed through the wall in his excitement. Flakes of white drywall fall onto his feet as he pries his wing out, sadly making an even bigger hole in the process.

You want to make a comment about him paying for the things he’s broken, but your words die on your tongue as you grip his shoulder tightly. He holds you down on his leaking cock as he brings you to the floor, sitting on his knees before setting you down.

“You keep squeezin’ my dick like that,’m not gonna last much longer” Nero snaps, almost sounding angry at you as he flips you over onto your stomach effortlessly. You hadn’t even noticed how your walls were acting to him, but now that you were aware of it, they were continuously clamping down around him and sucking him in deeper, trying to keep him trapped within your slick.

“Stop whining and fuck me, asshole” You huff back.

“My pleasure.” He purrs before gripping your hip with one hand, digging his talons into the softer part of your skin and scratching you up. The marks healed quickly, but he continued to tear into you, whether on purpose or not, you didn’t quite care. His other hand went to your hair, pushing your head down so your ass was up for him and your cheek was pressed against the cool cement of your garage floor.

Nero props his right foot up beside your ribs while the left lies flat on the floor, his knee supporting half of his weight, and his right foot supporting the other half. From this position, he easily grips your hips and fucks into you at a brutal pace, giving you no time to brace yourself.

His hips smack against yours loudly, causing you to lurch forward with each hit, but thankfully his large hands move you right back to his cock, keeping you nice and full. The stretch had you crying out, feeling his thickness split you open with every pass, all his veins rubbing against your tightness…

Your eyes roll back yet again and your tongue flops out of your mouth as you take everything he’s giving to you. You can’t help but smile dumbly, completely fucked out and you hadn’t even cum yet.

“S-so good…Keep g-going!” You moan, digging your palms into the floor and pushing yourself back onto him as best you can. The noises he makes in return are completely arousing, if you weren’t already dripping on his cock, you’d be soaking through your panties for sure.

He pistons inside you at a great speed, using all his demonic strength to please you and himself. Poor little Kyrie is missing out, you shamefully think to yourself. Your hips start to hurt after a while, the constant slamming of his against your own creating a dull ache. Nothing you can’t handle, you honestly loved it.

“I’m cl—oooh!” You moan as he shifts his hips ever so slightly so his cock hits your sweet spot over and over and over. You don’t bother trying to speak again, figuring he got the hint as he somehow sped up even faster.

Another minute passes and you’re a whimpering, moaning mess. Drool oozes out of your mouth and glides down your cheek while you struggle to even keep your eyes open as you dance on the edge of your orgasm.

Your thighs shake intensely as you cry out, tears pooling in your eyes as your claws scratch and permanently dent the floor. Your walls spasm around Nero’s cock as your climax washes over you, biting your bottom lip to keep from screaming too loud, but it doesn’t stop you from whining as loud as possible, almost sobbing as the pleasure begins to be too much.

Nero grunts and groans as he continues to fuck you roughly, snapping his hips against yours a few more times before his movements stutter and he’s moaning loudly up at the ceiling. You squeak from overstimulation as you feel his cock twitch excitedly inside you before a warm, sticky fluid is coating your inner walls and filling you up nicely.

Nero whimpers as he pulls out of you and collapses onto the floor beside you, while you continue to hold your ass in the air and let the cold air cool the heat between your legs. You stay like that for a moment, before letting yourself shift back to your human form, a bright, golden light shining in the garage before you’re laying there, no longer armoured or demonic looking.

Perks of devil triggering before sex? No need to get dressed. Your clothes were back on your body in an instant.

Rolling over onto your back, you pant heavily as you stare up at the ceiling. Covered in sweat, hair sticking to your forehead, thighs and groin burning, and a dull ache throbbed within your walls. Your pussy clenched around nothing, causing cum to dribble out of you and stain the floor. Perfect, you thought. You couldn’t help but grin as your mind stayed in its own little daze from the brutal, but delicious, fucking you just received.

Nero pants heavily as well, his body shining a gorgeous blue before he is back to his human form, laying beside you, also staring up at the boring ceiling. His legs felt like jelly, but other than that, he had this oddly calm and relaxed feeling deep inside him. It was like his demonic side had been completely satisfied and decided to go to sleep for a while.

He sighs with a smile, a sign that he’s relaxed and this whole… thing, seemed to work out. You turn your head to the side to look at him, beginning to chuckle softly, just at the sheer randomness of this whole situation. Nero starts to chuckle too until both your soft laughter is all that can be heard in the small garage.

“I hope you can make love to your fiancé without almost killing her now.” Reaching over, you pat his chest three times before forcing yourself to sit up, ready to go back to your normal life and go to cook dinner for yourself.

#Omg I'm back??#Nero x reader #nero #nero dmc #dmc #devil may cry

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halowastaken · 3 years

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Why I Left (Chapter 10.)

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“What about his card? You gave him a card when you gave him the internship right?” Pepper asked typing something in her laptop “He converted all of it to cash in the atm in the museum downstairs and then threw it in the recycling bin right next to said atm. At this point this the spider is just making fun of me” Tony said frustrated “It is tuesday. I can go check if he attended to school” Happy said on his phone “Nope. I already did. Been doing it for the whole two weeks we’ve been looking” Pepper said and Tony was honestly shocked that it has been so long. He looks around and there are coffee mugs everywhere, random papers and tablets where they are not supposed to be, every screen in the room had to do with Peter’s search ---

“Kid, how are you doing?” Tony said while working in the suit update

“Good actually. The new webb formula is looking great!” Peter says with a smile while mixing some stuff that Tony didn’t get. He didn’t need to though

“That’s cool Peter. When you are done with that, I need you to fix the code in the Ironman suit that connects it to the arc reactor” Tony is expecting an answer from Peter, but when he doesn’t he turns around to find a really hesitant Peter “What is it?”

“I don’t really know how to code” Peter says stuttering

“You hacked your suit” Tony said confused

“No. I asked my friend to hack it for me. I have cero clue how coding works” Peter says and Tony sighs

“Ok then. You are in for a treat today, because I am gonna teach you how to code. Call it coding 101 with Tony Stark” Peter’s eyes widened and he starts smiling

“That’s awesome Mr. Stark! Thank you so much! I promise I will pay attention to do whatever you teach me perfectly!” Peter said really excited

“I know you will. First thing you need to know about coding is the ‘three u`s’ rule. Undetectable, Unbreakable and Unexpected. Ever since I started coding, these three rules are my secret to always get to what I want” Tony says. Peter raises an eyebrow giving away that he has no idea what Tony is talking about “Ok so, when your friend hacked my suit, I had ho idea that the suit was hacked at first. That’s the first U. Undetectable. Also I am not gonna lie to you, when you gave the suit back I did try to put the training wheels protocol back on, but I couldn’t. Unbreakable. And lastly, you are the last person I think of that would hack a million dollar suit. Unexpected” Peter wanted to argue back about the last point, but he decided not to. “Now, go grab your laptop, cause we are coding today” Tony said and Peter with a smile ran to the other side of the lab to grab his laptop

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“I’m so sorry it took me so long. The elevator was malfunctioning but I am-” Pepper was looking to her phone while talking, and when she looked up she was...concerned “You are sticked to the floor”

“I am fully aware of that. In Peter’s desk there should be a bottle with the level ‘unsticky spray’. Can you reach it please?” Pepper was confused. She still did what she was told, but that didn’t answer questions. Tony did seem off. Last time she saw him off was right before Germany, but that didn’t last long because Peter started to be part of their lives around that time. But Peter wasn’t there. It was weird considering that she told Tony to not let him out.

“Where is Peter?” She asked. She shouldn’t have asked that. Tony looked like his world was vanishing

“He ran away Pepper” Pepper was confused now but she let Tony talk “Something is going on with that kid Pepper. He’s in trouble. I can just feel it. I need to track him and make sure he is ok” Tony says, really worried. Pepper wanted to argue but instead she just nodded

“What do you need me to do?” Pepper asks and then Tony stands up

“Call Rhodey. Tell him that I need him here and right now. I am finding my kid.

And then he starts. He pulls up the coding in the hologram screen. The kid did really well because at first sight it looked like he did nothing but little did Tony know that was just the beginning of one of the biggest hacks he’s ever seen.

Undetectable

“Tony” It’s been seven hours since Peter left. Tony hasn’t gone out of the lab since Peter left. He refuses to leave until he finds his kid “Tony, Rhodey is gonna be here tomorrow morning”

“Pepper I love you but if you are here to ask me to take a break I hate to break it to you” Tony says without stopping working

“Actually, I am here to tell you that I am going to look for him” Tony raises an eyebrow and turns around to look at her “If he left without being noticed, he would at least use the Spiderman suit. He must be out in the streets somewhere. If not I’ll go to his department to look for him there, I’ll also call his friends to see if they know where he could be, and all of that stuff” Tony was surprised, in fact. His wife never encouraged him to stay all night in the lab “Don’t look at me like that. He is my kid too. You are not the only one that is gonna stay up all night today” Then Pepper left the lab.

Well that was new. Tony was a hundred percent sure Pepper would just tell him to go get some sleep. Tony then just kept trying to break the code. What he didn’t know is that it was gonna take him a while. He tried literally everything that he could think of and none of it worked. He was Tony Stark for god’s sake. Tony fucking Stark was being outsmarted by the same sixteen year old that he spent time with. But he needed to keep trying. For Peter. For his kid.

“You look like you visited hell” Tony then looked over his shoulder and scoffed

“I’ve looked worse” Tony says and Rhodey shakes his head

“So, Pepper mentioned about the spider kid and his aunt but we didn’t really get into the details so I would like to know why am I here?” Rhodey says looking at Tony’s screen

“Peter is in a lot of trouble and I don’t even know where he is. All connections were cut and I’ve been trying to find any kind of connection with him since yesterday but I am losing my mind” Tony says without taking his eyes out of the screen

“Have you tried locating the ip address of his phone or the suit?” Rhodey asks

“Yup. Also, do you think you can try to find something on Ben Parker? For some reason I have the feeling that he has something to do with all of this. Called him a few days ago and the man was not in a good mood” Tony explains which makes Rhodey doubt about this

“You think that the kid’s uncle killed his aunt or something?” Rhodey asks

“Nah. The police report says that the guy that killed May hasn’t been found, which by the way I also have to look into that guy” Tony says thinking out loud

“So the kid hacked FRI? Is it bad?” Rhodey asks looking at Tony’s screen

“He knew what he was doing. This is advanced level shit. Almost unbreakable” Tony says remembering the first time he teached Peter how to code. The kid learned every single bit that Tony teached him.

“Have you tried looking in the news for spiderman? Even the smallest thing could help. Even if it is just some girl posting in her stories a picture of him or something like that” Rhodey said grabbing a tablet

“I already did it but do that again just to see if there is anything new. Just know that if I have to reunite the Avengers to find him, I'll even get Thor to visit midgard” Tony said confidently. He was sure that he was gonna find his kid. Or even better, he was sure that his kid was in danger. That terrified Tony. and fear is the greatest motivator. After a couple hours they called in Happy to go question his friends (“Keep it legal Happy! Can’t handle looking for a kid and a lawsuit at the same time!”). Pepper came back with no luck. But that wouldn't make them give up. They will find out what happened.

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“What about his card? You gave him a card when you gave him the internship right?” Pepper asked typing something in her laptop

“He converted all of it to cash in the atm in the museum downstairs and then threw it in the recycling bin right next to said atm. At this point this the spider is just making fun of me” Tony said frustrated

“It is tuesday. I can go check if he attended to school” Happy said on his phone

“Nope. I already did. Been doing it for the whole two weeks we’ve been looking” Pepper said and Tony was honestly shocked that it has been so long. He looks around and there are coffee mugs everywhere, random papers and tablets where they are not supposed to be, every screen in the room had to do with Peter’s search

“Well, this can’t be right” Rhodey said out loud, catching everyone’s attention. “The first thing I did was look into mister uncle dearest and got nothing. I left it alone but now I decided to double check and there is an ip address. Ben’s phone” Tony then took a look into Rhodey’s tablet and he was right. He was surprised actually. He could tell that Peter was so precise and careful with all of his personal info, and everyone else that could have a connection with him. He forgot his uncle.

“This is-” Tony made a pause to think of something to say that properly describes the situation

“Unexpected” FRIDAY said and Tony raised his eyebrow

“Yeah” Tony said and then he started looking into Ben’s phone. He was connected to the same wifi connection as Peter’s laptop and phone. That’s where they had to be. He finally looked into the address. Peter’s department

“That can’t be. Last time I was there, it was empty. No lights or sound” Pepper said and Tony got up his chair

“I am gonna go check this time. Something tells me we got him. Rhodey, you drive. Pepper, stay here in case something happens, and Happy, go get his favorite stuff for when we get back here” Tony said determined.

He is on his way.

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answer all the ones you have an interesting answer for, i guess?

i had FAR too much fun with this and it’s horrifically long so. Apologies For That. also thank you friend

2: What’s your dream pet? (Real or not)i really want some finches, when i'm actually in a place to care for an animal? maybe a pigeon3: Do you have a favorite clothing style?in real life i actually Wear button downs and black jeans most of the time for convenience. *ideally* it would be something more like "unholy union of like three different goth aesthetics, and sith fashion, and also Pirate. and spikes/chains/glowy lights." it's probably good for everyone else's eyes that i'm too cheap to redo my entire wardrobe in line with my ideal aesthetic sensibilities. i also have a set color scheme; at most one bright color, which is generally red, blue, or purple, and everything else should be black or grey. 8: What is your Greek personality type? [Sanguine, Phlegmatic, Choleric, or Melancholic]melancholic with choleric leanings.9: Are you ticklish?nope! im pretty sure i trained myself out of it 12: Do you prefer tea, coffee, or cocoa?tea. i like the taste of coffee if it's very heavily creamed and sugared but it does terrible things to my body so i don't drink it. too much chocolate also makes me sick14: Would you rather be a vampire, elf, or merperson?VAMPIRE. practically already am. 16: How tall are you?5'7"-5'8". measurements have varied. 17: If you had to change your name, what would you change it to?starscreamthis one is Already a name change? i've been through a few names and honestly i'm pretty happy with "ren." i thought about changing to something people could actually spell right on the first try, but nothing Felt right? 20: Do you like space or the ocean more?ocean! but both are pretty neat21: Are you religious?yes, but it's not remotely clear what i actually believe, just that it's Something 23: Would you rather be nocturnal or diurnal [opposite of nocturnal]?i'm already practically nocturnal tbh and it's fun 30: Favorite movie?i really appreciate the star wars prequels32: How many pets have you own in your lifetime?nine; six fish and three budgies, not all at the same time37: What is your eye color?green38: Introvert or extrovert?i think the whole dichotomy is a bit overhyped and doesn't exactly apply to me. my situation is more that i act like extroverts are "supposed" to with close friends but people i don't already know and like very much are deeply exhausting to be around and i'd rather not40: Hugs or kisses?depends. hand/forehead/cheek/etc kisses are intensely blessed and important to me, but i don't particularly enjoy making out or whatnot, and hugs are Very nice. 42: Who is someone you love deeply?tumblr user @autisticsansa44: Do you like tattoos and piercings?yeah!45: Do you smoke or have you eiver done so?yeah, occasionally. obligatory disclaimer that it's a terrible habit and you shouldn't start. it's more a "i'm extremely anxious and need to do SOMETHING" thing than a regular habit, though. 57: Have any mental disorders? [Only ask this if you know the user doesn’t mind!]several. it's just not 100% clear which ones. the most recent Professional Opinion was OCD and CPTSD with probably related anxiety and depression. also autism but i don't think that's quite the same thing58: What does your URL mean?it's a pun on "neurodivergent" that i stole from someone else's post about liches61: What makes you unfollow a blog?if your opinions start pissing me off too much or you post things i consider morally objectionable or dangerous to me. also if we have a sufficiently bad personal fight. i don't really care if a mutual or someone i've been following for a long time stops having common interests with me or anything like that, at that point i'm invested in You as a Person and will stick around for that64: Favorite animal(s):all birds. also cetaceans69: What is your star sign?i'm a fake scorpio. i have been telling people i'm a scorpio and tagging zodiac posts accordingly for literal years, out of a combination of the stereotype applying to me much better than the one for my Actual Birthday and residual influence from homestuck. 76: Do you like birds?i LOVE birds.86: Can you run a mile within ten minutes?i can't run a mile at ALL i'll have an asthma atatck88: Can you touch your toes and keep your legs straight completely?no and trying hurts90: If you were an animal, which one would you be?goth cockatoo94: Would you rather be able to fly or read minds?both of those sound fantastic. i want to say fly, though, both because bird thing!!!!, my latest batch of Attachment/Projection Characters has me thinking about the idea a lot, and mind reading seems like it would likely become a burden on me. i struggle enough with other people's feelings about me as it is96: Winter or summer?winter. summer is consistently a miserable time for me101: Favorite type of shoesaesthetically, high heeled black lace up boots. irl i mostly wear combat boots, though103: Are you a vegetarian or vegan? If so, why?vegetarian. i don't really Know why; it was how i was raised, i have no actual desire to eat meat, and i'm reasonably certain trying to start now would interact disastrously with a lot of my preexisting food issues. also, some of you are incapable of not responding to asshole vegans by acting like eating meat is a moral imperative and it's ok to bully people who don't. so even if i did want to, i wouldn't out of sheer spite106: Do you like bugs?depends on the kind. bees/wasps, dragonflies, and butterfly/moth type things are all fine. i'm deathly afraid of crickets107: Do you like spiders?yeah! i think they're cute109: Can you draw:not very well, but i keep doing it anyway114: Do you prefer cloudy or sunny days?cloudy. bright light tends to hurt me115: Someone you’d like to kiss or cuddle right now:i'm in an odd place right now where i'm either not sure if the people i'm closest to (and/or most want to Become close with) would be comfortable with anything of the sort, or know for a fact that they wouldn't be, so i'm going to refrain from naming anyone, but certain friends129: What would you want written on your tombstone?"túrin turambar dagnir glaurunga." for old times' sake/the sentimental value. i doubt christopher tolkien would give anyone permission for that, though131: What is something you love but also hate about yourself?arrogance, ambition, drive to succeed out of sheer Spite. it's a very good aesthetic, but i don't imagine it's very pleasant to actually *interact* with someone with a complex about being #1 132: Do you smile with your teeth showing for pictures?nope. i exclusively either smirk or keep my face as blank as possible; i don't think smiling like that looks good on me. 133: Computer or TV?computer. i don't actually know how to operate a television139: What nicknames do you have/have had?a lot. tends to come with changing your name 500 times. atm i don't really have any, to my slight disappointment140: Did you have any pretend or imaginary friends?i had imaginary enemies as a kid143: Do you prefer giving or receiving gifts/help?depends? it's hard for me to help people, especially to guess what kind of thing actually Is helpful to them, and i absolutely LOVE being given things, but also if i know someone well enough that we're giving each other things i would feel absolutely terrible not reciprocating, and doing it makes me happy. 145: How many languages do you speak fluently?only english, unfortunately. i have like a six year olds level of russian, which i want to improve, and i think i Could get there with japanese eventually if i start taking classes again147: Are you androgynous?honestly i can't really tell? not deliberately so, particularly, but i think i have a very Traditionally Feminine kind of pretty face and the way that combines with mostly masculine presentation and facial hair is pretty androgynous148: Favorite physical thing about yourself:this isn't a Specific Thing per se, but i do think HRT has been taking my appearance in a very "g1 seeker" direction and i am DELIGHTED151: If you could go back into time and live in one era, which would you choose?hm. viking stuff is a Big Aesthetic, but also i think i deserve to be a sickly victorian gentleman and die of tuberculosis154: Do you like to kiss others’ foreheads or hands for platonic reasons?YES. this is one of my favorite forms of affection irl. also hand kissing is The Most Valid kind of kissing. 155: Do you like to play with others’ hair?yes!!!157: Something that makes you nervous/anxious:talking to people when i'm not 100% sure where i stand with them or how much they like me. especially if i'm requesting anything.168: Do you like to wear makeup?i used to. i probably still would if i could do it without being read as a woman, but as it is the discomfort of being misgendered outweighs the joy of Having Sparkly Colors on My Face

#long post #ask memes #circus to air missile #VERY long post im sorry i. got a bit carried away #smoking ment

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Not What I Expected Chapter 4

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Summary: (Y/N) just wants to be a normal girl and go to school like every other teenager. She got her chance but only to look after a certain superhero in Queens.

Chapter 5

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Once I got to the old facility, I walked to my room, plopped on my bed and turned on my laptop. I thought for a while before typing. ‘ I just want to see what people think of him.’

I searched for Spider-Man. I was originally going to look for people's reactions to him, but something else caught my eye. “ Delmar's sandwiches was destroyed earlier tonight in an explosion after an ATM robbery was thwarted by Queens' own local crime stopper, the Spider-Man.” I read. I watched the video attached to the article and holy crap. Explosions could be seen here and there. Peter was involved in this. He could've been seriously injured or killed. He's only a teenager how could he have put himself in this kind of danger? I should try to talk him out of it before telling my dad. Yeah, that seems rational.

‘ Ready to go?’ Happy asked as I came out of my bedroom.

‘ I think I’m going to ride my bike today. Actually, maybe everyday. You have to take care of the moving and I don't want to disturb you. Besides, it'll be good for me to get the exercise since I'm not training as much as before.’ I told Happy. He raised an eyebrow at me.

‘ You’re a good kid, (Y/N). Stay safe, alright.’ Happy said and ruffled my hair. He still treats me like a kid but I don't mind it.

‘ Bye, Happy!’ I shouted as I took off with my bike.’

Once I saw Peter and Ned in the hallway I ran up to them. ‘ Peter, I saw the news. It's amazing how you’re not injured.’ I said.

‘ Right? It was crazy. We were in front of Delmar's earlier and everything was destroyed.’ Ned told me as we walked down the hallway together.

‘ I'm fine guys. Really.’ Peter turned around to look at us.

‘ I really don't think you should do this. You could have died! Yeah you’re him but that doesn't mean you’re invincible.’ I told him as we got to his locker.

‘ I thought you would understand! Why are you talking me out of it now?’ Peter asked me. I would have fully supported him because he was just stopping thieves and helping people but what happened last night was actually dangerous. It was definitely the act of people who are more than just “thieves”.

‘ I'm not talking you out of it. I'm just saying you shouldn't get involved in anything serious. Just leave it to Tony Stark. I'm sure he'll know what to do.’ I told him.

‘ No. I'm ready for more and I know it. Even if you can't see it.’ Peter slammed his locker door.

‘ But Peter-'

‘ You know (Y/N) we just met yesterday. I don't know you well enough and you don't know me. I would appreciate it if you could lay off.’ He told me with a serious face and narrowed eyebrows. Here it is. The feeling of being unwanted. I’ve felt it a lot from the Avengers and my dad but I've never expected to feel it here.

‘ Okay. Fine. If that's what you want.’ I said, not even trying to hide my dejection. I couldn't help but look down and walked away as fast as I could.

‘ Dude, that was harsh.’ Ned told Peter. Peter leaned back on his locker.

‘ I know.’

As classes went by, I didn’t dare look at Peter or even Ned. I tried to think of other things so my tears wouldn't fall. It would always work when my dad said something. School freaking sucks.

‘ You should apologize to her. She's really upset.’ Ned told Peter. Ned was holding Peter's feet down whilst Peter did sit-ups. I was upset but I put on my earpiece so I could hear their conversation while I began to climb the rope in front of me.

‘ I know, but yesterday she was all “ I’ll totally support you” but now she’s all “ Don't do it you’re gonna get hurt!”. I don't get girls.’ Peter said which made me roll my eyes. I was already at the top of the rope I climbed so I was just hanging there, avoiding the stares of some people.

‘ She is just worried about you. You can't blame her for worrying about you. It means she cares!’ Ned exclaimed. ‘ Hey, can I be the guy in the chair?’ Ned randomly asked.

‘ What?’ Peter asked. I chuckled.

‘ You know how there's a guy with a headset telling the other guy where to go? Like if you’re stuck in a burning building, I could tell you where to go. I could be your guy in the chair.’ Ned said excitedly. Ned really wants to help him.

‘ I don't need a guy in the chair.’ Peter told him. ‘ Oh come on Peter, lighten up.’

‘ (Y/F/L/N)! Aren't you going to come down?’ Coach Wilson asked me as he saw me hanging on the rope.

‘ Yeah, I-I'm just a little scared. I’ll come down eventually you don't need to wait for me.’ I said and smiled. Coach Wilson wore a confuse look and slowly nodded his head and walked away. As I was focused on hearing Peter and Ned's conversation, my ears picked up another.

‘ Now, see, for me it would be F Thor, marry Iron Man and kill Hulk.’ One of my classmates said to her group of friends which included Liz. Um first of all, ew and second, she wants to marry my dad? No. Just no. And why would she kill the Hulk? He’s really sweet when you get to know him despite smashing stuff.

‘ Well, what about the Spider-Man?’

‘ It’s just Spider-Man. Did you see the bank security cam on YouTube? He fought off four guys.’ Liz told them. Wait, does Liz...

‘ Oh my God, she’s crushing on Spider-Man.’

‘ Kind of.’ Liz replied. My head turned to Peter. He had a surprised look but you could obviously see he was happy. This made me feel something unpleasant but I ignored it.

‘ Peter knows Spider-Man!’ Ned exclaimed loud enough for the whole class to hear. I literally choked on my own spit and accidentally let go of the rope but landed on the ground on my 2 feet. ‘ Are you kidding me, Ned??’

Peter got up on his 2 feet and denied everything. Flash then jumped off his rope and declared that what Peter had said was all nonsense. Liz and her friends all looked at Peter with curiosity in their eyes.

‘ I've met him, yeah. A couple of times.’ Peter said. ‘ God dammit Peter.’

‘ But it’s through the Stark internship.' he said. Then Flash suggested that Peter should invite him to Liz's party that night. The bell rang and everyone got up and left, leaving Peter standing in his spot.

‘ What are you doing?’ ‘ What the hell were you thinking??’ Peter and I simultaneously asked Ned. Peter and I looked at each other quickly before returning our attention to Ned.

‘ Helping you out! Did you not hear her? Liz has a crush on you.’ Ned told Peter.

‘ She has a crush on Spider-Man, not Peter!’ I told him. You could say I kind of blew up. For what reason, I have no clue.

‘ You wouldn’t know, you didn’t hear the conversation!’ Ned said. Right.

‘ Dude, you’re an Avenger. If any one of us has a chance with a senior girl, it’s you.’ Ned said and walked away. I looked up at Peter.

‘ You’re not actually thinking of going are you?’ I asked him. He looked at me and shrugged as he walked away. God, is he still mad that he can't even open his mouth to talk to me? Well, it looks like I’m going to the party too.

‘ Where do you think you're going?’ My dad asked through the webcam of my laptop. He was in India for a wedding. I was quite thankful for that since I didn't need to hear him nag about anything as much.

‘ I’m going to a party. My first party.’ I replied as checked my outfit. It wasn't anything special, just a blue flower-patterned romper and pair of black ankle boots.

‘ Let me see what you’re wearing.’ He said. I walked in front of my laptop so he could see. I even did a little spin for him.

‘ You look beautiful, honey.’ He said and smiled.

‘ Pepper got me this for my birthday last year remember? You told her the v-neck was too deep and told her to return it.’ I told him.

‘ I still think she should have returned it. But you look all grown up now. It being your first party and all. Get out there and have fun. Not too much fun though or you're on house arrest.’ He said seriously.

‘ Don't worry. I'll call you if anything happens. I have a feeling something might.’ I told him truthfully.

‘ Peter?’ He asked and I nodded.

‘ Keep me posted.’ He said and disappeared from my screen. I took one last final look at my outfit before heading out.

‘ (Y/N)! I’m so glad you could make it. I am loving your outfit.’ Liz said with a grin and hugged me.

‘ Looks like I could make it after all! Thanks for inviting me. ’ I said and entered. What Peter and Ned didn’t know was that I was actually invited to her party. She knew I was a new student and invited me so I could make more friends which was really nice of her. She is too nice to hate but it's her fault for placing guilt in Peter by remarking that he had much better things to do than go to her party. If only she knew.

After a while of refilling my cup and taking to random people, I saw Peter and Ned who just arrived. I scanned Peter's outfit and was not surprised when I saw the sleeve of his Spider-Man suit peek out. I walked towards them with the intention of stopping them.

‘ Okay. We're gonna have Spider-Man swing in-'

‘ Swing in and do what? Tell me, please.’ I interrupted as I appeared in front of them with my arms folded.

‘ We aren't going to do anything bad. He's just gonna swing in, say he and Peter are tight, and I get a fist bump or one of those half bro-hugs.’ Ned told me. I looked at them with my head tilted. I sighed.

‘ I guess it’s okay as long as everything goes according to the plan. Just make sure nothing goes wrong.’ I said. Honestly, I would stop them but I didn’t want Peter hating me anymore than he already does.

‘ Oh my gosh. Hey, guys. Cool hat, Ned.’ We heard Liz say as she walked towards us.

‘ Hi, Liz.’ They said with a pinch of nervousness. Peter couldn’t stop smiling at her. Liz definitely knows he likes her because I don't even think he’s trying to hide it.

‘ Dude, what are you doing? She's here. Spider it up.’ Ned told him.

‘ No, I can't. I cannot do this. Spider-Man is not a party trick, okay?’ Peter said. I guess he does have a brain after all.

‘ I'm just gonna be myself.’ He said and I nodded in agreement.

‘ But no one wants that.’

‘ Oh come on, Ned. Things will be fine without Spider-Man. I definitely don't want anything unnecessary to happen. I came for a good time and that is what I am getting.’ I told them.

‘ It's your first high school party, isn’t it?’ Ned asked and I nodded excitedly.

‘ Penis Parker, what's up?’ Flash said on the mic.

‘ So where's your pal Spider-Man? In Canada with your imaginary girlfriend?’ Flash said, making people laugh. I narrowed me eyes at him. Peter then took off. ‘ He's doing it.’ I though and sighed.

‘ Where is he? He should be here by now. How long does it take to wear his suit?’ Ned asked. It has been 12 minutes since we last saw him.

‘ I'll go look for him.’ I told Ned and went outside, far enough so people wouldn't be able to see me jump on the nearest roof. Desperate for help, I called my dad.

‘ Hey, dad. You had a tracker installed in the Spider-Man suit right? Mind telling me where it’s headed?’ I asked my dad.

‘ Why? Is something happening? ‘ he asked.

‘ Maybe. I don't know. Just send it to my phone! I have to follow him.’ I told him.

‘ You are doing such a great job, sweetheart. I'm sending my suit down there to help you out.’ Dad said and hung up. He sent me the tracker so I could follow Peter.

After a few minutes of pursuit, I finally spotted him. He was being dragged by a van and someone in the van his shooting him with some kind of high-tech gun. Peter let go off the van and ran another way which looked like a shortcut. I was sprinting and trying to keep up with the van. I saw Spider-Man jump from a roof. I then saw someone with electronic wings swoop in and grab him. I quickly dialled my dad's number in my phone.

‘ Dad, save him!’ I cried out. I saw my Dad's iron man suit fly in the direction Peter went. After a while of running around, I finally saw Peter and my dad's suit in the park.

‘ Peter! Are you okay??’ I shouted as I sprint to him.

‘ (Y/N), what are you doing here?’ he asked me.

‘ I um I- Ned and I were wondering where you were so I kind of followed you. I took shortcuts here and there to catch up.’ I told him. Hopefully, he’ll believe me.

‘ Hi. I don't think we've met.’ My da- Mr. Stark said to me.

‘ Hi. I’m (Y/N) (Y/F/L/N). I’m a friend of Peter's.’ I said.

‘ Oh a friend you say? I see, that is very interesting.’ He said sarcastically which made me shoot him a look.

‘ I was just telling Peter to be safe. Keep an eye on him, will you?’ Mr. Stark asked me.

‘ I will.’ I said and nodded. He nodded back and flew off. I climbed the climbing frame and sat next to Peter who looked super dejected.

‘ Hey. You okay?’ I asked him. ‘ He doesn't believe that I can do more than be “ friendly neighbourhood Spider-Man”. I'm ready for more but he's just...’ He trailed off. I agreed with my dad but I just felt so guilty. My dad sent me to look after him and if Peter finds out, it's going to be a huge slap in the face.

‘ I think he says you're not ready because he doesn’t want you to get hurt. You know, be too reckless.’ I told him. He turned to face me.

‘ How would you know?’ he asked.

‘ Just a hunch. Like if a parent tells you to be home by 10. It's not to ruin your fun but to keep you safe.’ I told him. The words coming out from my mouth were unfamiliar. A few days ago, I would have said the complete opposite. Well, I guess I know how my dad feels.

‘ I'm sorry, (Y/N). For blowing up this morning. I’m also sorry about the party. All you wanted to do was have fun but I screwed it up. You must be seriously pissed at me right now.’ Peter apologized.

‘ I'm not mad at you. Well, I was but I got over it. I take half the blame in this. Sorry I tried to stop you. I'm just worried, you know. Even if we just met yesterday. And honestly, following you was way more fun. I guess I’m not a very sociable person.’ I told him and smiled. I was starting to really warm up to him. God, I wish I could take this whole facade away.

‘ I feel like I've known you for years. Even more than Ned. Don't tell him though.’ He said and I laughed. ‘ You- You look great, by the way. Peter stuttered, making me smile. ‘ Thanks. You were not too bad yourself. We should get going. Ned is probably really pissed at us.’ I said. He climbed down the climbing frame first. I followed but missed a step. The next thing I knew, Peter was holding me steady by my arms and we were dangerously close. My hands were on his chest and I could feel his heart beat rapidly but I think I was confused with my own. After all, he likes Liz. ‘ Sorry.’ I apologized and pushed him away. I walked as fast as I could.

I didn’t hear Peter until a minute or so. He caught up with me and said, ‘ You should thank me instead.’

As Peter and I walked back, we stumbled upon a device the dude in the van used. It was flowing purple and it sent a shiver down my spine. Suddenly, Peter’s cell phone rang and that stupid ringtone of his 1scared me half to death. ‘ It's Ned.’ He told me before picking it up. ‘ Hey, what's up? I’m on my way back.’ He said. I inspected the device and it looked really familiar. I barely touched it and I got this jolt of energy that flowed through my veins. ‘ If I’m not mistaken, this belongs to the Chitauri. Oh God Peter, what have you gotten yourself into?’ I thought. I distinctly remember the battle of New York. Most of the city was torn apart by those bastards.

‘ I'll see you in school tomorrow.’ He said and hung up. ‘ Well, Ned and I are still losers.’ He said. ‘ Sorry it didn’t work out. Your plan that is.’ ‘ Well, it was inevitable that I would come across some guys selling high-tech weapons and had the need to stop them.’ He said he crouched to inspect the gadget before taking it. ‘ If Flash starts being a dick to you, I will punch him in the face.’ I said and showed him my fist which made him laugh. ‘ Okay, wannabe hero. Let him have it when the time comes.’ He said as we walked back under the moonlit sky.

#peter parker #peter parker x reader #peter parker x stark!reader #peter parker imagine #tom holland #avengers

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elizabethleslie7654 · 6 years

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How To Stop White Urban Liberals

all kinds of cool jewelry and no shipping or getting mobbed t the mall

by Markos Power

The Left loves to try and deconstruct and discredit anything and everything that does not conform with their Globalist Open Borders agenda. They think that ideas such as pride and respect for your people and culture, belief in something greater than your next bugman purchase, and sacrifice for anything other than yourself is something best left for the rubes of flyover country.

The Left likes to believe they have all the smart people on their side. They will be shocked to learn that their suffocating ‘conform or die’ atmosphere cannot attract and will never retain creative thinkers and the truly intelligent among their ranks.

All they really have are ultra-conformists who cannot think outside of the “don’t be a racist, sexist, homophobe, Islamophobe, etc.” paradigm.

The Left loves to insult and attack everyday Americans. How about we have a little fun and turn the spotlight around back at them?

What is The Urban Environment?

The ‘White City’ was literally only constructed to house the 1893 World’s Fair in Chicago. It was meant to look like a city but was nothing more than a glorified amusement park.

For starters, the Urban environment is artificially constructed. It is not the natural environment of man, and is more akin to how insects and rodent colonies live.

The best way to think about an urban environment is to think of it as a large amusement park. If you think of a modern day Blue City as such, we can break it down into smaller units that make up the whole:

ATMs: Places of employment are pay farms for the urban dweller. Your typical 9-5 corporate cubical worker who lives in the city is more than likely only there to make to finance his ‘playtime’ (going out to the bar, booze, concerts, drugs, etc).

Rides: Bars, clubs, concert festivals. The whole point of living in the city for the vast majority of WULs (White Urban Liberals) is to enjoy all the fun things that a city provides.

Food stands: Expensive resturants, ethnic food, and other fun ‘foodie’ things.

Entertainment: All of the things that a city provides such as ‘free’ music in the parks, marathons and races, and all of the neighborhood street festivals. Since there’s so much to do, you don’t even need to think about anyone or anything outside of your own little bubble.

Trolleys and parking: You don’t even need your own transportation. The city government will provide to you so you don’t need to plan ahead or do anything!

Move out to the burbs…. to start a family? LMFAO! All the fun and entertainment is here… why would I move? Plus, like, how the hell can I travel and afford things for myself with children lol

Who Lives There?

While there are a few different types of people that live in the city, I’m going to focus on the White Urban Liberals (WULs). I already wrote an in depth piece on them here, but this topic is something that needs to be further addressed.

Who are these people?

Well, you probably know them quite well.

– They are people you know from high school or college who moved to the city immediately after graduating from college.

– They didn’t care about living at home a few years to save their money, but instead wanted to move out right away in order to extend their adolescent lifestyle and keep the ‘college life’ going.

– They still party and get drunk on the weekends, smoke weed and do other drugs, attend concert festivals, and are advent sports fans for their home teams.

– They are against “racism, sexism, bigotry, and hate,” terms they often hear repeated to them from the Corporate Media and other WULs. They have little to no understanding of the terms

– They have completely bought into the Globalist system and are 100% conformists to it.

These people essentially hold the same exact views as the Multinational Corporations, the elites, and the Corporate Media. That is because their whole life is built around these views; their urban amusement park cannot exist without it.

Conformity is the name of the game. They have been rewarded by their conformity: a job to pay for their mindless consumption and entertainment, endless escapism and hedonistic ‘fun’ in the urban amusement park, and a group of “friends” who can easily bond over their favorite sports team and how ‘anti-racist’ they are.

To start talking about serious issues (the danger of endless immigration and Open Borders, building a wall, and Islamic terrorism) is a threat to their extended adolescence and to their urban amusement parks.

As such, they will be automatically opposed to anything that threatens to take away their “good times,” just as a child will initially be opposed to an adult trying to impose structure and order in his or her life.

What Needs To Be Done?

Children won’t impose order and structure in their lives without an adult guiding and helping them along. Children won’t “grow up” without the help of their parents. Similarly, WULs will not “grow up” on their own without outside interference and help.

Look, if they weren’t an issue, it’s possible they could forever ‘play’ in their urban amusement parks. The problem is, the borders need to be shut. We cannot keep allowing millions of Third Worlders to enter our country, as they overwhelmingly vote for the Democrats and their Globalist policies. We will simply be outnumbered and outvoted if nothing changes.

As it stands, the WULs are major supporters of these policies and thus need to be addressed.

1. Make them pay for their own virtue signaling

It’s common knowledge that Blue states are high tax states. These high taxes take away from the product members of society (you) to give to those who do not produce, and are most likely there because they vote for and support the Democrats. In short: they take away from you (who wants a smaller government via lower taxes and low immigration) and give to immigrants and their descendants (who want a larger government with higher taxes and high immigration/open borders).

As it stands, these high tax states can subsidize their virtue signaling (such as ‘Sanctuary Cities’) by writing off their state income taxes against their federal income taxes.

What this means is that the State can say ‘oh well, we can raise OUR state taxes to pay for our programs, because OUR people can write it off and not pay the federal government that amount.’ As such, they are not paying their fair share.

What needs to be done (which is currently being discussed and may be addressed in the most recent tax bill) is that this tax write off needs be eliminated. The Blue States need to feel the full weight of their high tax policies. They need to choose between spending billions on illegals or paying even higher taxes. Let the WULs pay the full share of their taxes and then see if they continue to support their virtue signaling programs.

2. Use The Power of the Feds to Enforce Federal Law

This is a perfect opportunity for the Feds. Chicago is going to issue IDs simply to allow illegals to have documentation and be able to vote in city elections.

The Federal Government has a huge arsenal of options to deal with states (let alone cities) that do not comply with federal law.

The Federal Government needs to crack down on illegals who occupy the Blue cities. They need to step up and send home more people who are in our country illegally. Crack down on employers, and target drug dealers and violent criminals who are here illegally.

Using the Feds to enforce the law signals to the WULs that there are laws and rules that society must follow, and their playtime and ‘let’s all just get along guys’ mantra of naivety is a thing of the past. It also has the effect of making them question their ‘conformity’; it will get them thinking, “Wait, am I on the wrong side of this? I want to conform but there are opposing rules and ideas and I’m not sure which way to go.” Over time, this could play a greater role.

3. Question, Mock, and Ridicule Their Adolesent and Childish Beliefs

Currently, the Corporate Media, Hollyweird, and actors (some people mistakenly call them ‘celebrities’) are directing the greater American and Western culture towards a Globalist Open Borders consumerist one.

We need to fix that.

We are having a greater cultural impact than many imagine. We need to keep speaking up and speaking the truth. We need to:

Call out the WULs on their childish and hedonistic ways.

Dude, you’re 30 and acting like a 18 year old. Stop being such a loser

For example, if one of them says something similar to this:

“You know, I’ve been dating Becka for 6 years, but I’m not ready to get married. Even though I’m 27 years old and have a high paying job, I’m not ready to move out to the burbs and start a family. The city has so much more to offer; bars, resturants and the like just a walk away. It has so much entertainment and fun things to do.”

A proper way to respond is:

“It sounds like you just want to extend your adolescence and keep living a college life. Dude, got to grow up sometime. When you say you’re “not ready,” it just sounds like you want to keep pretending you are 20 just so you have an excuse to keep drinking and smoking weed. Kinda sounds loserish if you ask me.”

By blatantly and boldly speaking the truth, this will have the effect of shocking them into realizing you are correct, and planting the seed that perhaps they are simply that: a “20 or 30 something” living like a college kid who won’t give it up.

Speak the truth about family, community, and Christianity.

We need to get it out in the broader culture that, no, it isn’t “cool” to live like a college kid at age 29. We need to talk about why it’s important to have a family and be a part of a larger community, as well as praising such things openly.

We need to live that life. When our friends and family see how good we have it, they will naturally want to emulate us. Do not underestimate this, as this hits on the basics of human nature to ‘do what other successful people do.’

Attacks on Christianity are attacks on our culture, customs, and traditions. Attacks on Christianity by the Left are attacks on us. Even if you do not believe in God at this point in your life, you need to recognize this and not go along with these attacks.

Reject and replace the current Corporate Culture.

The current culture of the West is basically a massive propaganda campaign to convince the people to support Globalist policies such as Open Borders.

We need to withdraw our support of such things. Do not pay for their movies, do not waste your time watching their TV shows and paying them for it, drop your support from professional sports, and do something productive with your time.

At the same time, we need to create our own cultural space where we can promote not only our positive ideas but the truth about what is happening around us. There are already many alternative sources of the news, Youtube channels, blogs, and websites. I only suspect more of this going into the future.

You Are Not Wrong

No, you are not wrong in believing that something is off.

You are right in sensing that something is wrong with our greater culture and society. Although you may not have been able to properly articulate it, you knew that the Corporate Hollywood culture was nothing more than propaganda to infantilize our people, while at the same time our government flooded our country with replacement level Third World migration.

In regards to redemption of the WULs, there is only one way: carrot and stick, push/pull, compliment and ridicule. The only way to change behavior is by offering incentives and taking away privileges. With the threat of massive demographic replacement and literally losing our nations, the privilege of living in a consumerist and pleasure seek bubble in the urban amusement park cannot last (not to mention physical danger now that cities are becoming increasingly more violent and dangerous).

We just need to be there to offer them something better, and with truth on our side, it is very possible for us to do so. Let us be the best version of ourselves we can be, and let us do the best we can.

We only live once on this great Earth of ours. Let’s be the best we can be. Let’s make a positive difference.

Let’s go.

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