#hc that is not backed up by canon at all: i think peter parker would HATE zero-gravity environments

[sciderman]

ever kissed in zero-g?

day 2 of @spideytorchweek - space!

[on-the-clear-blue]

The idea warms are hitting extremely hard today, so outside of my usual DPxDC I give you, Spider-Man in Gotham...Not MCU Peter edition!

Give me a Peter Parker that is 18 going on onto 19, he has been Spider-Man for like, 5 almost 6 years, getting his bite very early, and dealing with all the things that happen to him younger.

And give me a Year One Batman. Who is still trying to figure out what the hell he is doing, and toting along a 9 year old Robin

Peter, falling out of a portal, and doing his standard check of surroundings, spotting Batman staring at him in clunky armor and a brightly colored child: Waves slowly

Bruce, who heard some freaky shit was happening with a cult near by and went to investigate: blinking at the blue and red being that got summoned

Dickie, who is trying (and failing) to do the Bat glare: still waves back.

And like, just the idea of this 19 year old Spider-Man taking a much older vigilante under his wing, teaching him the ins and outs of it all.

Like..

Bruce, Storming through a bag guys base gets suddenly pulled back by a web to his cape.

Peter, giving him a "bitch you dumb" look under his mask: Traps! LOOK FOR TRAPS?? AND LOOK UP? PEOPLE HID THINGS UP?

Bonus, Spider-Man bending himself into a human pretzels and Dick "I have no bones" Grayson is gleefully testing to see if he could do it too.

Jump cut, years later, Peter beats emotional intelligence into Bruce with Dick.

All the Bat kids grow up with Uncle Peter, (either Peter can't get back or has been told specifically that he can't by a higher being or something) and like...

Peter is the only one that catches Tiny Tim following them during patrol, he shows him all the places to get the best angles, even poses a few times for him.

Either is there when Jason dies and saves him, or is there mourning with Bruce

(Gotham lives in fear of the memory, Batman at his most brutal and Black Suit Spider-Man)

Teaches Jason how to control his pit rage after he comes back, what is Spider-Man if not control?

Stephanie is his bestie in puns and white girl music tastes.

Tim finds a partner in constantly staying up far to late as well as someone who likes to invent,( because I hc that Peter has pretty much worked with every scientist in New York, cus like since this is a blend of canons, he has worked with the Lizard, Doc Oct, Reed Richards, the only one he said no to an internship was Stark)

Duke gets a meta mentor that can help him with his powers, Spidey has been on more than one team with someone that had some form of light powers.

Plus I think Spider-man is Gothams daytime hero before Signal joins him, they are the daytime duo

Cass is his favorite (don't tell anyone because they already know) she can see him and he can see her in a spider sense, they do the point meme whenever they sense each other.

Little stabby Damian finds out that this person with his father has been trained by many an assassin (Wade, Daredevil, Natasha, Shield in general)

And Wade...Deadpool pops up occasionally, even he doesn't understand why or how lBruce gets a strange feeling he should punch the Flash in the face the next time he sees him)

Bruce having to deal with Deadpool is terrible for him and I sadly love it.

(Also on the point of Black suit spidey in Gotham...ESPECIALLY after Jason is murdered? Oh Peter is killing the Joker, or his arm privileges forfeit. I feel like Peter would try not to kill him but wouldn't try too hard.)

Spider-man being a founding members of the Justice League, them having to deal with Peter crawling on the ceiling, and scuttering through air vents!

Peter making Parker Industries, pointing inventions from other heros/villains from his world, he isn't above pettiness, and that's how the DC world gets some of Reed Richard's old designs he gave to Peter "Because they are practically useless" they arnt they save millions of lives. Not to mention Arc Reactors, Peter grinned the whole time claiming it was his idea.

Hope you enjoy my ADHD rambling brought to you be sleep deprivation

[tommiruewrites]

hey I was wondering if you can write tobeys peter parker crush hcs?

tysm for sending in this req! i’ve been wanting an excuse to write for tobey’s peter. he deserves more love <33

PETER PARKER CRUSH HCS - T.M.

short little head-canon list for tobey’s peter :))

please remember to like, comment, and reblog to support my writing!

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peter is such a dork, it’s a little silly

you know him from school, having grown up in the same neighborhood

you hadn’t really talked to him though, because the thought always made every functioning part of your brain turn off

eventually you gather the courage to strike up a friendly conversation, and immediately realize you have the upper hand

he has absolutely no romantic experience

which of course means he’s very awkward

and is unable to identify when someone is flirting with him

which makes you wonder how many people he’s accidentally rejected

he would be completely oblivious to your crush on him

i mean you could make it painfully obvious and he would just think you were being nice

he’s so respectful that he would never dare do anything that could possibly make you uncomfortable

this means that all of your attempts to clue him in are averted by Peter himself

which can sometimes make it feel like your crush is one sided

but that is DEFINITELY not the case

he has an even more massive crush on you than you do him, he’s just more discreet with it

he gets all nervous and clumsy whenever you’re in a 5 mile radius of him

if you talk to him, his palms get sweaty

literally just the mention of you makes him feel all warm n fuzzy inside

but for a genius, this boy is a moron sometimes

because he wholeheartedly believes he has no chance with you

“we’re just friends”

“they could have any guy they want, why would they pick me?”

all of that goes out the window when you kiss him for the first time; sweet and awkward after a late night study session

thats when he finally puts all the pieces together in his nerdy little head and is like

“holy shit… they’ve liked me back this whole time?”

[pbnmj]

Genuinely curious, what’s up with Noir’s age? And what does it have to do with his 08/09 run? ((You may ignore if you wish :D))

i no longer have to do an extremely long explaination about comics noir because it has already been done here, by foolsocracy!!!!!!! really great breakdown of his very vague age, which is never said outright in the 08-09 run, only implied!! my own personal take on this is that he's 17-turning-18 in the first one, just about graduated high school but not able to afford college (see the panel below LOL)

this also got a little longer than i thought it would, so under the cut for the rest of it! the tl:dr is "itsv!noir is not the same as comics!noir, and people saying that he's 19 isn't strictly true. to me, he's around 30!"

eyes without a face (the 09 run!!) only takes place 8 months after, in september 1933, which makes peter 18-turning-19. this is more of a headcanon though!! (see the noir birthday poll, which made me a noir-is-a-december-baby truther)

(peter being a libra is mentioned once in the first issue of amazing spider-man (2015), mostly as a punchline, and a specific date of october 10th was given in another issue that i have lost. other media, like with the mcu, has his birthday on august 10th. but to me noir is a sagittarius and you cannot pry that from me)

the 2020 run of noir begins establishing the year as 1939, making peter around his mid-20s, and 25 if you believe me on the 'peter was 17 in noir 2008' LOL.... i won't lie though i haven't read this one properly i very quickly skimmed so pinch of salt regarding my takes on the 2020 run

noir being in his teens during the first original runs is why "itsv!noir is 17-19" goes around so often! i've seen that on tumblr, twitter AND on tiktok and i don't mind what people hc, but it has become a pet peeve when people say it like its canon even though it's never been mentioned by the writers or the art book. itsv!noir is similar to his comic counterpart, but his differences in his origin story make me interpret him as a different noir (like how peter b.'s dimension is 616B, making him... 90214B?)

again, we are straying from itsv canon/etc here because i'm deranged, but i personally hc noir as being 32! some of my friends think he's in his mid-20s, others think he's older, but really the only reason is that 32 is the midpoint between the other two peter parkers: ripeter was 26 and peter b is 38. he's also voiced by nic cage, which makes me think older in the first place!

i just like the idea that he's more experienced that ripeter, but hasn't gone through as much as peter b. he spends most of the movie being broody ("moral ambiguity of your actions!", "matches burn down to my fingertips", etc etc), or snarkier than you'd expect ("it's that easy" "who are you again?" "you gonna fight or are you just bumping gums" etc etc). he also very sweetly tells everyone that he loves them before he leaves !!! i feel like it can in fact be in character for a peter parker in his late 20-early 30s, distanced from his tragedies in his own world by time (he doesn't forget them, that's different !) being able to look out for the spiders around him.

okay now we are VERY deep into hc territory, but it makes him able to balance out the rest of the itsv spider-gang as an older-brother figure who's able to guide peni, miles and gwen but also be able to act as a voice of reason for peter b. and ham if the sitauation calls for it. that being said noir is still peter parker and is therefore capable of spider-esque tomfoolery, which can lead to him misjudging the need for a snarky one liner ("this is a pretty hard core origin story"). my characterisation of him is also very inspired by heyitsspiderman, the itsv fic that changed me for the better, and noir isn't even in it that much LOL

veering back into itsv!noir's age and your actual question though: he's always read older in the movies, and not at all 17-19. noir is always going to be around 30 (32 if i have to give a number) to me!! if anything, he did go through the same kind of 'canon events' as comics noir did, but is an older and more experienced version of him, with tweaks to the backstory (like a radioactive spider instead of a spider-god, and webshooters instead of organic webbing). there are reasons ofc to see him being younger (egg creams are non-alcoholic, and that if it's 1933, his comicsverse self would be 18-19 too) . however you must consider that sony didn't expand on this and therefore it's up to fan interpretation and also that

[ohbo-ohno]

babygirl bo <3 I have some Qs to which I beg you provide some As (I need me some of that deep bo lore)

🍄 ⇢ share a head canon for one of your favourite ships or pairings

🥤 ⇢ recommend an author or fanfic you love

🥐 ⇢ name one internet reference that will always make you laugh 

🪲 ⇢ add 50 words to your current wip and share the paragraph here

babygirl lumi i love you so much. you're welcome to any lore you want

🍄 does puppy play count as a hc? because i write ghost calling soap "pup" as a kink thing but i also very much so think he'd just Do that.

if that doesn't count, then i'll say that one hc i swear by is that ghost is a freak but soap is 10x freakier and he's into literally every conceivable abuse ghost tries to commit agaisnt him.

also i think soap is suuuper smart but in a really specific way - can't spell for shit, but that man can rattle off college level math like it's nothing

🥤 is SUCH a good ask because now i can rec my fav cod x readers <3 (i know it says fic or author singular but you're getting multiple fics in place of me trying to tag authors and inevitably forgetting someone)

cod fics (but not the people i usually link because this post is already too long):

Baby Blue by kechiwrites (ghost x reader)

Taste by Sweet Deciet (ghost x soap x reader)

The Hand That Feeds by anonymous (ghost x soap)

Hypnotized (Fuck It) by ANTchan (ghost x soap)

Where Moonlight Meets the Sea by MildLimerence (ghost x soap)

Not More Than Once by WhisperedWords12 (ghost x soap)

NOT cod fics, but one for a few fandoms i love:

Declensions by dustorange is THE dick grayson origin fic. if there's one fanfic i wish i had written, it would be this

the first step of kintsugi by thepolysyndetonaddictsupportgroup is a peter parker & frank castle fic and im not sure it'll ever be finished but it is just. god it is perfect and probably my favorite fic of all time

anything by cupcakemolotov is gonna hit like no other for klaus mikaelson/caroline forbes. i love her so so much like she is my IDOL

ALL MOUTH. by themilkteeth is like the epitome of what a good darklina fic is. it's soooooosososo good i want it injected into my veins

the Blood Apron series by sciencefictioness is a great overwatch fic, but you really don't need to know the characters to enjoy the story! another one that'll never get added to, but i love it a lot

🥐 i don't like the lotr movies but there's a moment in the first (?) one where aragorn (?) is singing to himself and frodo (?) asks "who is this lady you sing of?" and for some reason i literally cannot watch it without keeling over in laughter. it's so fucking stupid

🪲 ohhhh we have beef for this one. i hate you a teeny tiny bit for making me write (/j). added it below the cut!

ok quick edit here but. i thought that said 500 words so uh. sorry but there's 500 words here instead of 50 lmfao. im a fool!!!!!

ghost x soap (cw for (legal) age gap)

He takes another look at the kid, now that he’s not planning on throwing him off the property. He’s got a bit of bulk, probably just recently started working out, and there’s a cocky energy coming off of him. Ghost would bet this is far from the first time he’s robbed someone with this little ruse, probably thinks he’s the smartest burglar in town. Too bad he chose the wrong man to try and trick this time.

Ghost straightens from the doorway, rolling back his shoulders and standing tall. The kid isn’t short by any means, but compared to Simon he’s practically little. Odds are he’s still got some growing to do, but for now Simon gets to enjoy the way he can loom over the teenager.

“No one ever taught you to respect your elders, boy?”

Oh, the kid doesn’t like that one. If he were a dog, his hackles would be fully raised, but he’s left settling for curling his lip back in a snarl. “You think just cause you’re old I have to respect you?”

“I think you’ll respect me because you’re on my property. That and I don’t think you’ll like what happens if you keep the attitude up.”

The kid flushes, either from rage or the innuendo. “Who the fuck do you think you are? You think just because we’re out here alone you can say whatever you want to me?”

“Of course not. We’re out here all alone, which means I can do whatever I want to you. And I will, if you don’t get off my property.”

The kid looks him up and down, then visibly steels himself. Ghost bites back a smirk. He’s not used to being underestimated, but he finds he doesn’t mind when it means getting to see the kid play at being his equal.

“What do you think you’ll do if I don’t go?”

Oh, Ghost can’t wait to beat the attitude out of the little brat.

He doesn’t let the kid see how much the rudeness is getting to him, intentionally keeping his face flat and unimpressed. “What’s your name, kid?”

That permanent scowl doesn’t shift, even as a flash of confusion crosses his face. “...John.”

Ghost nods. “Alright, Johnny, if you don’t get off my property, I’ll take you over my knee and teach you what your daddy should’ve.”

It’s nearly impossible to keep from grinning when Johnny’s mouth pops open in surprise, the flush creeping further up his neck. “You- you’ll- who do you think- you can’t-”

Ghost reaches out like he might slap Johnny, instead snaps right in front of his nose, sharp and loud. “Spit it out, boy. I don’t feel like listening to a kid learn how to speak all night.”

Johnny’s letting himself get worked up, and not doing a good job of hiding it. His teeth grind and he shifts from foot to foot, like he’d like to try and attack Ghost. He’s apparently smart enough to know how idiotic that would be, and Simon finds he’s almost disappointed.

[gh0stsp1d3r]

Can I request hcs on how Hobie would comfort his gf who’s from Earth-199999 and her canon event is going through the infinity war & endgame? She’s a spider and her younger adoptive brother is Peter Parker and she loses him during the blip, then when she gets him back in endgame, she loses her father figure Tony Stark?

When you’re lost in the darkness…

I didn’t realize you said hcs until I looked back so I hope a fic is okay ):

It’s been exactly a year. A year since the closest person you had to a father has died, a year since your brother had come back.

Hobie had met you when he went hunting for an anomaly in your world, getting some odd stares while doing so.

“So, yeah, that’s all that happened .” You said, grabbing a box from the truck.

“Wow. That’s uh.. crazy. But how’s your boyfriend? Hobie, right?” He asked, grabbing multiple boxes, they were almost towering over him.

“He’s uh.. he’s good.” You nodded. And he was spiderman, and there’s a whole spider society full of them, and he was considered a loser there.

“That’s good. When do I get to meet him? He sounds great.” He said, and put the boxes down when he entered the new apartment.

“You will.. eventually hopefully, he’s just in and out of town a lot cause of work.” You said, quickly making up that excuse.

“Got it…”

“So, how’s being spider man, spider man?” You asked him, grabbing more boxes.

“It’s uh..” he laughed “tiring. I’ve been thinking of taking a break or something. It’s been too much since..”

“Yeah.. I know.” You were an intern for stark enterprises, and you were close with Tony, and even pepper. You were also close with Happy.

He just smiled sympathetically. He knew the feeling.

It was the anniversary, and you both were quiet and clearly still upset.

Then, a voice called out your name. You snapped back at the familiar accent.

“Hobie!” You said, and smiled widely. You ran up to him and put your arms around his neck, he laughed and picked you up.

“How’ve you been?” He asked, and pecked you on the cheek as he put you down on the ground.

“Alright, I guess.” You shrugged.

“That’s good. Glad I’m back so-“

He was gonna say so I can help you unpack when he spotted a guy, already helping you.

He looked at you, and nodded to the guy. “Who’s he?”

“Oh! That’s Peter. Peter!” You shouted his name, he looked back and put the box down for a moment. He quickly went up to you both.

“So- this is- this is your boyfriend?” He pointed to Hobie

“Yeah. Peter meet Hobie, Hobie meet Peter.”

Hobie held his hand out for him to shake, which he did.

“Nice to meet the brother she talks bout’ so much.”

“And it’s nice to meet the boyfriend she talks about all the time.”

“Okay, I talk about you both a lot.” You rolled your eyes and laughed.

“So, how’s work..?” Peter asked, suspicious of the man in front of him. He folded his arms in front of his chest.

You’ve had past asshole boyfriends, and he really didn’t want him to be the same.

“It’s alright.. boring, but alright.” He said, looking at you. He wondered if you told him.

“That’s nice, nice.” He mumbled the last part. “So.. let’s get back to it.” He pointed to the truck and boxes, and turned around.

“Weird kid.” Hobie said, and looked at you walking next to him.

“He’s weird but.. he has a good heart.” You shrugged and smiled.

Hobie looked back to the truck and helped you unpack in minutes.

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“You think he likes me?” Hobie said when Peter headed out.

“He literally said ‘I like him, he’s just a lot cooler than me..’ he’s just nervous.” You smiled, and put your hand on Hobies shoulder. “And Y’Know… today isn’t the best day. But we need to move on.”

“Yeah. It’s fine, I get it. You wanna know something?” He said, his voice almost in a soft whisper as he spoke. You both were cuddled up comfortably in your new apartment bed.

“Yeah.”

“When my.. you know, died, i quit being spiderman for a while. I blamed myself. I thought that I could have prevented it.”

“Oh Hobie..”

“But then I realized that thats just what happens.” He shrugged and looked at you.

“You couldn’t save him, and that’s all right. You can’t save everyone. You couldn’t have prevented it. It’s not your fault he died.” He said, almost like he was reading your mind.

Your lip quivered, and you kissed him again. He smiled at you and you smiled back.

“I love you.” You mumbled, falling asleep on him.

“I love you too.” He said, and kissed your forehead as you both fell into a peaceful sleep.

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[lunaticsandidiots]

oh my goddd you brought up MCU canonicity >:]

I have a categorized journal spread on the TSS+Peacemaker character's opinions of the various MCU titles/characters.

Most notable on this list though,

I personally believe Chris would avoid any marvel content surrounding Captain America, because the "All True American Man" visage is a bit too much for him. Though once he finds out that it isn't the same patriotism that he grew up around, he'd finally give it the time of day.

He also fell in love with Tony Stark the moment he threw up the peace sign. He claims its because he "knows how to rock out and bang chicks", he also claims you didn't see him crying during Iron Man 3. (the concept of giving up the violent thing keeping you afloat, just for the person you love? that shit hit hard for him, man)

-🍃

HOW FUN IS THINKING ABOUT THE MCU EXISTING IN PEACEMAKER/DCEU? its such a wig out but so much fun. i actually sent liz (@vigilvntes) a HC i have about adrian & marvel a while ago (under anon cause i was shy, it was me surprise) and now i gotta put it here cause the more i think about it the more i love it.

adrian + marvel...

so in my head, if marvel/MCU existed in the DCEU, adrian would have been a HUGE raimi!spiderman fan/tobey!peter parker kinnie.

the raimi trilogy came out when adrian would have been 11, 13 and 16 sequentially. they were made for kids like adrian.

because adrian was the weird kid, and everyone in his life had no trouble reminding him of such.

but along came peter parker, who was also the weird kid.

just as nerdy, just as awkward, and just as socially inept as adrian, hell he even wore glasses too!

and yet, peter parker was also spiderman - the masked vigilante. (and you cant tell me that isn't where adrian got the name from).

he would have spent all of his time playing spiderman by himself - in the backyard, in the playground, in his room.

much to his mother's horror, adrian would have made a spidey-suit out of her favourite robe, and practiced over and over and over again until he could nail a backflip, just like spiderman does.

adrian never quite figured out the webs though, but he absolutely tried to swing by spraying a can of silly string at a tree branch, jumping, and falling on his ass.

if adrian asked extra nicely, maybe gut would've played along with him for a bit, rolling his eyes as adrian crudely dressed him up as Doc Ock, with swimming goggle glasses and a pair of barbecue tongs in each hand.

spider man 3 came out in 2007, when adrian would've been 16. i know he was a late bloomer, but watching spiderman taking a walk on the dark side at age 16? it absolutely would have been the catalyst for adrian's emo phase.

he totally would have done the dance too, walking to school alone with his headphones on dressed in all black, thrusting his hips and doing the hustle the entire way to school and back for months.

and, to state the obvious, it would've been one of the main reasons adrian became vigilante in the first place. if peter parker, the bespectacled dork, the school nerd, the boy next door, the cool-kids reject, could put on a mask and save the world? then dammit, so could Adrian Chase.

[blushing-starker]

Hey! Just quickly sneaking in here to tell you you are adorable and wonderful! I know the struggle you are in right now so well!

What goes through your mind? What is your favourite movie? And what's the best (your favourite) starker prompt you ever received, read or asked?

I send you a big hug...

...okay forget that hug, I send you tons of hugs 🥰

🦉

An owl! A pretty owl! I love owls! Ah, I'm blushing, thanks love😘 praise and validation are better than any caffeine.

Oh favorite movie. Definitely Inkheart. I enjoy (adore, worship) Princess Bride but it's too short for what I need. Inception is great yet it's not exactly for any mood. Same with The mummy with Rachel Weisz. they're great movies and I love them! But inkheart is an any day movie, you know. I definitely recommend it. And the book too!

Um, @professional-benaddict 's little Peter are to die for. She fulfils her prompts beautifully. And my god, rafni sure knows how to wreck my heart with the darker fics. The one with mafia boss Stephen and Tony, well the ones with those two and sub or little Peter are heaven.

@starkeristheendgame does such glorious works of art that I always have to take a minute to breathe afterwards. She's one of my go to blogs, actually. The one with god!Tony had me up in the morning and I screamed at her for all of five minutes because of it.

@starkerflowers this angel has such a wonderful understanding of the dynamics between starker both in and out of canon. Every single fic nails it, that characterisation is to die for. And such variety too. But like. Flowers daddy!Tony has me wheezing, ok!

@sinditia listen. Listen. I am so enraged at the fact that her recent series, the rewrite of hc, iw, and endgame, the one I've been reblogging whose name I'm too sleep deprived to remember, I'm so sorry, doesn't have more notes because Jesus Christ, get her a meeting with sony. The plot, the characters and their relationships, the banter, the dialogue, the descriptions, the heartache, the WHUMP. just, do yourself a favor and read it. You'll cry but we can cry together.

@vaguekiwi just. I cant. I won't do any homework if I say how much I love gracie's work. Like, glass ceilings and bedframes (why can't I remember the complete titles, jesus)? and under a violet rain? Excuse me ma'am, you wanna let me breathe? Hold on to your seats, ladies and gentlemen, as we take a ride to whump town. After that, the tour through incredible attention to detail and well planned plot. Around lunch time, symbolism. So much symbolism it hurts to feast on such beauty. Ah, but don't forget, AMAZING GODDAMN DYNAMICS THAT HAVE ME SHRIEKING. Right. The end of the ride stops at. Oh look. It doesn't stop.

@cagestark she could write one paragraph and it would have me sobbing. I mean, the mafia au fics alone are a monument to her skills. I've re-read them five times over. The tone, the atmosphere, the sheer complexity in the story, the hurt and the development of feelings that don't just come out of nowhere, the process of falling in love. It makes me fall in love.

@tonystarkisaslut they ripped out my heart and made me eat it with the divorce fic. Of course, there are like fifty other gorgeous works but. That fic. I needed kleenex. I accent even read it completely because I'm afraid I'll finish all the tissues in the house. The characterization, they were so them and so true to what they thought, and the flashbacks never seen out of place and morgan, and the nicknames, and Peter's hurt and Tony s reaction and the realization that he wouldn't be spending so much time with her. I cant.

@twokinkybeans jar of dirt. The kinktober card fills and the exposition of these characters to new situations they never even dreamed about. But. jar of dirt. Jar of Dirt. JAR OF DIRT. Puppy Peter alone? Had me screaming? The openness of these two characters? Their love for each other? How they always made sure they were safe? Their trust? The fact that they felt safe enough to say this isn't really comfy in any and all moments? How theres aftercare? And pure love that isn't entirely based on sexual aspects? 100000000000/10

I could keep going but I've spent nearly two hours here so saving for next time. The favorite one I received was the Pepper x Peter one, actually. It lead me to Priceless Peter Parker and that in turn gave me the confidence for Pretty little muse, won't you be my lover? I would have never started posting starker on ao3 if it weren't for that prompt. I'm incredibly grateful for it.

I dont think this is what you had in mind, but thank you so much for the ask and the hugs, dear one. I needed them this week😘💓

I almost forgot!

@petersmocha jae has created so many beautiful fics that it's impossible to pinpoint my favorite. All of her works are absolutely mesmerizing and in point with the prompts. (But her little Peter is precious af, I squeal whenever she posts something sweet with him and his kind daddy!tony) (and the text messages! so much talent! so many plot points I didn't expect! When her sub!Peter shyly admits he's into iron daddy! How Tony never makes him feel bad about it! How he's like, babe, I feel the same way! How he disciplines peter! How Peter follows!)

@vanillapeter van does such great moodboards! I love them with all my heart! The penguin one is my fave! Her choice for the pics! The lighting! The quality! The lovely drabbles! How she makes sure the story is clear! How pure and innocent her Peter is! The softness of it! The joy I get when she pops into my dash! Her early bday gift I have as my background! Her understanding of colors!

@starkermoodboards THE PLOT I GET FROM JUST A GLANCE! she's been on a roll and I can't choose my fave! The colors! The back story! How it all fits like a puzzle piece! The delicacy of peter! And then bam! The strength from peter! The banter between starker! I adore!

@heyimstarker JESYS EVERYTHING! From all the fandoms! The angst! The feels! The ache! The burn! The slow slow romance that lights me on fire! THE PROSE AND POETRY! The elegance! The way it can enrapture me! The understanding of the characters!

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Marinette Stark Chapter 1

(Assuming Tim is end game. Ages are as follows:

Alfred: immortal

Bruce: 48

Tony: 38

Jagged Stone: 37

Penny: 36

Pepper: 36

Dick: 34

Jason: 25

Tim: 22

Marinette: 21 (14 in canon)

Harley: 18

Peter: 17 (turning 18)

Damian: 11

Morgan: 3)

Marinette sighed, crossing her arms for warmth as she glanced around the street, cursing her luck as she was only a block from her destination. It was a rainy day, chilly and damp, and she was completely unprepared for the sudden downpour.

She smiled, her mind going back to a day similar to now, yet a million years ago. Thoughts of the sunshine boy ran around her mind, trying to remind her why she fell in love so stupidly all that time ago. Thoughts about him soon turned to thoughts about her class, and with those came the pain and a certain lying Italian.

Lila Rossi. AKA, the bane of Marinette's existence.

Chloe left only a year after Lila got bad, the bullying getting far too much for the blond. She went with her mother, actually, their relationship becoming much healthier and stronger than ever before. And while Marinette insisted she didn't owe her anything, the blonde didn't listen, determined to repay the bi-racial girl.

Which is how Chloe found herself on the other end of the phone, two years after Hawkmoth started terrorizing Paris as Marinette bawled and let her emotions fly out of her mouth. Chloe has never felt such rage as that night, anger for the sweet angel of a girl bubbling to the forefront of her mind.

That night, she swore if Lila ever showed herself in front of the blonde again, she wouldn't hold back.

After that night, Chloe convinced her mother to rethink taking Marinette as a student, convincing her to give the sweet girl another chance.

This time, Marinette took it.

Her parents, having learned about the mistreatment of their daughter, agreed that it would be for the best. At least while their lawsuits went through. Penny helped bring light to the situation, having sent the family the contact information for her and Jagged's lawyers and swore she'd help them through the process.

Anything for their niece, and the godmother for their future children.

The only drawback in Marinette's mind was Ladybug. Alas, that was taken care of thanks to Ryuuko, Viperion, and Master Fu. The old man had lent her Kaalki so she could come back for Akuma, and she'd made the two heros full-time back when Chat Noir started getting worse.

Marinette didn't like thinking about her ex-partner at all. The selfish kitty didn't know what 'no' meant, harassing her as Ladybug to go out with him. Then, when she shut him down, he came and complained to Marinette, one time even breaking into her room when she denied him access.

He didn't remain Chat Noir for long after that, and she wasn't even surprised to find Adrien under the mask. No one else was as spineless as he was, after all. She was only dissappointed at his behavior.

The only relief she got was when the kwamis explained how he wasn't her true Black Cat. She had a pure Creation soul, while Adrien was simply the next best option.

As the next Guardian, Marinette was allowed the responsibility to find her true Black Cat, and to give him the Miraculous.

All this, and Hawkmoth wasn't exactly getting any closer to a jail cell. No one in the Miraculous team had any kind of detective abilities, so Marinette took it upon herself (after getting agreements from her team) to find someone who did. She originally wanted to convince Batman to her cause, but the Bourgeois wouldn't be going to Gotham for a few months, at least. So, she decided to wait and put it on the back-burner for the moment and to plan for when she found the bat.

As Chloe (who knew her identity) said: "You need some girl time and self-help time. The fact you haven't got any yet is ridiculous! Utterly ridiculous!"

So, for the past few months, Marinette worked up her brand and got help. Professional help, once she was in the States.

Which brought her to the present, under a bus awning as the rain poured around her. Tony Stark had commissioned her to make the outfits for himself, his wife, Pepper, their two adopted sons, Peter and Harley, and their daughter, Morgan. It was a birthday party for Peter, the middle child.

On her way to their first meeting in Stark Industries, Marinette was caught by the rain and forced to seek shelter under the awning, minimal water on her or her stuff, thankfully.

She brought with her a bag half the size of herself, rolling on the ground, filled with her journals, swaths of fabric, thread, pens, pencils, and a measuring tape. Everything she'd usually bring to a first meeting.

Her eyes glanced at the ally way opening to her right and behind her, her senses screaming danger. She focused on her hearing, frowning as she picked up an erratic heartbeat and scuffling she associated with a mugging.

She internally sighed, mourning her favorite soon-to-be drenched blouse and silently stepped towards the dark ally. Her heels didn't make a sound as she rounded the corner, internally groaning at the cliché scene in front of her. Shady, lanky dude trying to rob a decent-looking young man.

She silently crept behind the mugger, signalling for the young man to stay silent as she ended up right behind the mugger.

Without a peep, she leapt up, bringing her elbow down hard in the middle of his neck and knocking him unconscious. She silently landed, turning to the young man with a small smile. "Are you alright?"

Big, innocent, brown eyes looked up at her, relief and excitement shining in them as he nodded, brown curls bobbing with his head. "Yeah! Thank you, Miss. That was really cool!"

"It was nothing," she replied with a subtle French accent, turning back to the entrance of the ally as the man followed behind her. "Anyone would have done the same."

"That's not really true, Miss."

As they reached the awning once more, Marinette turned to him. "Enough of the 'Miss' business. My name is Marinette."

"I'm Peter. Parker, I mean."

As they made their way to SI, they talked, their conversation drowning out the sounds of rain around them. A few moments later, they walked into SI, a feminine voice making Marinette jump. "Welcome, Peter. Mr. Stark and Mr. Keener are waiting for you in the lab."

As Marinette composed herself, Peter replied, looking up with a smile. "Thanks, FRIDAY. Will you ask Mr. Stark if I can bring my new friend with me?"

"Of course."

Marinette looked at Peter, curiosity in her eyes. "Who's that?"

"That's FRIDAY, Mr. Stark's AI. She and Mrs. Potts are the only ones who can keep Mr. Stark semi-under control."

"Thank you, Peter. I will let Mrs. Stark know you think so highly of her." As Marinette giggled at FRIDAY's words, Peter blushed and hid his face in his hands. "Mr. Stark also said your guest may come up."

Within a moment, the two teens stood in the doorway of the lab, two other figures already in the high-tech room. The two men in the lab turned towards the elevator, grins on their faces, as Peter and Marinette stepped into the room- Peter with much more confidence and familiarity than Marinette. "Pete, thank God you're here. Will you please tell this inexperienced, back-water country boy that-"

Marinette zoned out, taking this chance to look around the lab. Half-finished projects littered the various desks, Iron Man parts were strewn about almost halfhazirdly, tools and stains and singe marks on a few walls and sections of the ceiling, plus a few dents on said walls, ceiling, and desks, showed this lab was lived in, not just for show. The empty soda bottles, ramen packets, and plates on a very specific desk in the center of the lab said so, too.

"-and I'm gonna shut up now."

Marinette blinked, realizing Peter had talked through all of her observations for the past 10 minutes. She brought a hand to her face, covering the light laughter coming from her chest. That caused three sets of eyes to turn towards her, one in laughter as well and two in... Well, Marinette wanted to call it confusion, but there was something more. Analysis?

"Who's the chick?"

"Marinette Dupain-Cheng. I'm here for Mr. Stark's commission, but got held up by the rain."

Eyebrows rose, but Tony's the one with the smile, walking towards the group with a hand out. "So you're MDC. Can't say I was expecting this. How old are you, Tinker Bell?"

"I know I don't look it, but I'm 21."

Eyes widened, jaws dropped, and the men froze. "What."

She nodded, keeping from crossing her arms. "Yeah. I can legally drink."

Tony snorted, straightening up. "I'm guessing you'd still rather not. You don't seem like the type to get black-out drunk regularly."

She shrugged, a small smile on her face. "I haven't had time, for one. And it's hard to design when drunk or hungover. Plus, I'm pretty sure that if I tried Uncle Jagged would try and join in." She could hear his voice now... "Mari, my favorite niece! Stop growin' up. Where's the time gone? So not rock n' roll of it. Next time invite me, yeah?"

She shook her head, returning to the present. "Anyway, about that commission..."

They had a very productive session- at least on Marinette's end. She got their measurements, and the lab offered nearly limitless inspiration while giving her insight to the three science nerds, giving her a taste of their likes and passions. Following sessions had her meeting most of the Avengers and growing closer to everyone in the tower, especially after she brought a few baked goodies from her apartment.

("Kid, you have a talent. Become my baker and I'll pay you half of whatever SI makes in a year." "Tony, you can't do that. I'm the CEO." "And I like designing, Mister Stark. Baking is a hobby now." Tony pouted for a month after that, the pout lessening for every treat Marinette brought. Morgan didn't take long to adopt 'Auntie Mari' into the family.)

Soon, the designs were complete and the Gala was only a day away.

Welcome to the first chapter of my fic, based on my HCs posted on this blog. This is the first chapter of (hopefully) many more, and the first multi-chapter fic I'm posting on here! Hopefully not the last, but we'll see. There's no BatFam stuff yet, but there should be an introduction next chapter! From there, I'm not sure where it'll lead, and I hope you help educate me when I make mistakes about someone's character or backstory- I'm not as knowledgeable about the DC universe as the Marvel or MLB universe, so I'd appreciate the help!

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Teenker headcanon

I got temporarily obsessed with teenker a few days ago and i had this idea. I haven't made a headcanon post before, but I need to get this out of my system. I'd love to write it (even written one scene) but it'd be such an enormous work that I don't think I'll have time to write it anytime soon. Hope y’all enjoy, have fun :)

tw: pseudo-incest

Canonically, Harley lives with his mother after his father leaves them. In this hc he gets orphaned in IM3 and Tony adopts him.

They move to New York, but Harley doesn't like it there, so they move back to his hometown. Tony buys/builds a lake house similar to what we've seen in Endgame. They also have garage/lab where they tinker together.

Tony is still Iron Man and he works tirelessly with the team. He flies to New York most days, but if Harley needs him, he stays home and makes sure that his boy is all right.

Harley is doing well, he likes his new high school much better than the one he started in New York. He's not a posh kid and doesn't want to become one despite Tony's unlimited funds. He's glad that Tony understands and accepts him this way.

Sometimes, he goes along with Tony to New York. If not forced to live there, he quite enjoys Stark Tower. However, the company that comes with it is more complicated. Being at the receiving end of the attentions of a group of superheroes is flattering and embarrassing at the same time, especially if one is 15.

Ultron happens and it shakes both Tony and Harley.

Harley's always known that Tony - he never thinks about him as his father - could get in danger, but actually fearing for his life is terrible. In the two years since the adoption no mission came close to that of Sokovia and Harley finds himself wishing that Tony would quit.

After his vision, where he sees Harley dead, too, the only thing Tony wants is to hug his boy and make sure that he's all right. He wants to protect him and the others, but it all backfires. They win, but the price is terrible and so is Tony's guilt.

It's hard times for both of them and it doesn't get better any time soon because Civil War happens.

Tony recruits Peter Parker and after the fighting is done, he doesn't ghost him, but invites him to the lake house.

Harley gets jealous and worried, because Peter is so much more like Tony, a genius superhero, and Harley has no idea how he can compete with that. Tony is bound to love Peter more and Harley thinks he can already see the signs in the way Tony's hand lingers on Peter's shoulder and how it slips down lower on his back than appropriate.

But Harley can't resent Peter because the boy really is very likeable. He starts to enjoy his visits and tries not to think too much about the time Peter gets to spend with Tony in New York.

It takes Tony about half a year to admit that he's attracted to Peter Parker. It fucks him up, but he's powerless against it. All he can do is withhold his offer that Peter could spend weekends and holidays at the lake house. May is busy, but she's there and Tony is also better off without the constant temptation. However, with May getting a new job that keeps her away 5 days a week and the summer holiday approaching Tony runs out of excuses. He knows that Peter would love to be their guest and as far as he can tell Harley wouldn't mind either.

For the most part, Harley doesn't mind. He gets along greatly with Peter. Tony is on his best behaviour most of the time, so Harley can deal with their attraction, too. The hardest part might be when Peter goes back to New York to patrol. At those times, Harley has trouble falling asleep. It's not only that he worries for Peter, but also his other issues that he only allows himself to think about alone. The thing is, that despite the support Tony could offer him, Harley doesn't want to go to university. He wants to be a mechanic, wants to help people by repairing their vehicles and other machines, wants the simple life of owning a little workshop. He always had something similar in mind and getting the chance to enjoy the superb workshop Tony put together for them convinced Harley about his plans. The problem was Tony, or more exactly his reaction. Harley dreaded to disappoint him. It was one of the things that got worse after Peter came into their lives. Tony has never shut up about how the kid is bound to get into MIT. Harley knows he has to talk to Tony, but he waits, hoping that it'll get easier.

Peter loves this summer. Despite his worries that Harley might not be happy about his presence, he finds that they are soon becoming close friends. He still goes on patrol three or four times a week. He agreed to share it with Tony, and it works fine, except for the fact that they rarely spend the evening together. Peter is disappointed, because he admires the family that is Tony and Harley - and he also enjoys being near Mr Stark for other, more private reasons.

Homecoming still happens that autumn. Tony is not ghosting Peter, but he wants to spend time with Harley to work on their relationship. At the start of his last year in high-school, Harley tells Tony about his plans and also his fears. Tony has nothing against Harley becoming a mechanic, but he's deeply upset that Harley thought he could possibly be a disappointment. As they talk through it, Harley's jealousy comes to light, too. Well, not the part where Tony wants to get into Peter’s pants, nor the part that it only bothers Harley because it's not him that Tony's after. No, they keep silent about all that, but they still discuss Harley's frustration that comes from being ordinary next to two genius superheroes.

It works and they reach a new level of trust despite keeping heavier secrets than ever before.

Tony is stricken with guilt after what the Vulture does to Peter in his absence.

At first Peter waves it off and says that he's a hero on his own, without Tony's help, but eventually he starts having symptoms indicative of PTSD.

Tony invites Peter over for weekend to work it out together. Peter ends up staying for a whole week and even Harley stays home from school. They all share their thoughts and feelings about the events and sort out all the remorse and resentment that appeared either consciously or subconsciously. If they weren't before, they definitely become a family after this. In the intervals of the deep conversations, Tony cooks for them and the boys enjoy the autumn air by rowing on the lake. They watch movies and torture Tony with 21th century music. By the time next Monday arrives, they are all relieved and happy once more.

The rest of the year goes by quietly. They celebrate Christmas together and Harley only feels a sting of envy when Peter pulls out the flashy new suit that Tony made for him. It only lasts however, until Harley himself opens his gift and finds a comfortable looking, yet obviously high-tech overall in it, tailored to suit the needs of a mechanic. He hugs Tony with warmth and gratitude.

Peter feels pretty much the same. He smiles as he watches Tony hug Harley. They really made it work and now are able to admit their emotions in front of each other. Well, the family friendly ones at least. The thought makes Peter blush.

By the time May arrives, both conspicuous packages are hidden. The delicious cookies she brings make up for her being late.

Next term is quiet for both boys. They chat a lot and seize every opportunity to meet. Sometimes, Tony takes them somewhere, skiing (neither of them knows skiing, but they have fun learning), hiking (Peter's spider senses help a great deal) and to various car shows (where Peter can silently admire the awed expressions of Tony's and Harley's faces).

Harley graduates and he plans to enjoy one last summer before starting mechanic school and work at a nearby shop.

Peter gets there too as soon as school ends.

At first, Harley is happy to see him, then, when he actually looks at him, he knows that he's fucked. Peter got ripped. He's still slender, but those muscles are impossible to miss. When Peter hugs him on the threshold, it's all Harley can do not to pop a boner.

The situation gets worse when Peter comes downstairs after dropping his bags into his room, wearing nothing but swimming trunks and invites Harley to the lake.

It's not easy for Harley to come to terms with the new situation. Peter became hot. He's still lovely, fluffy and cute but now, Harley wants Peter to pin him to the wall and whisper dirty things in his ear. The fact that he's sure that Peter couldn’t talk dirty without blushing and stammering does nothing to lessen Harley's desire. On the contrary, he wants to kiss that blush off Peter's cheeks.

And there's more. They never talked like this. Not just about science, music and other stuff, but about themselves, their hopes and fears. They've never opened up so much without Tony being there, taking care of them.

It's about three weeks after Peter's arrival, while they are by the lake again that Harley walks up to him and tells Peter that if he has no objection, he's going to kiss him.

Peter doesn't object but gets very nervous because he's not sure if they're allowed to kiss.

Harley doesn't push it. They talk, lying on the landing stage. It's still that afternoon when they kiss eventually.

Things escalate fast.

Peter sneaks into Harley's room two nights later. This time, Tony is at home. Harley still gives him a blowjob - Peter's first - and gets off on his dirtiest fantasies about Tony catching them and taking revenge on Harley for being with his precious Peter by fucking him - preferably both of them - hard into the mattress.

Tony spends the next weekend with them. It means less kisses and more fuel for their secret desires.

Once Tony leaves, Harley and Peter continue their game of making out in every corner of the house and the grounds. When Harley suggests Tony's bedroom, Peter hesitates. That's when Harley decides to risk it and he tells Peter how turned on Tony would be to know that Peter got off in his bed. The only thing that could make him more into it, if it was his doing.

Peter doesn't deny it. He noticed Tony's eyes and hands linger on him. He welcomes them, god he does. He'd be so ready to do it - he finds himself going hard from the idea even now that he's with Harley. He feels guilty but Harley kisses it off him. He tells Peter how much he envies him, how he would love to receive such attention from Tony.

Harley takes Peter's virginity in Tony's bed that day. They change the sheets, but the smell of sex lingers. Later that night, without him realising it, it helps Tony come so hard that he can't help crying out. His boys listen.

After this, things change. It's obvious, even though its exact manifestations are imperceptible. They all play it coolly. Tony sees how much closer his boys are and it would be hypocritical if the possibility of something going on between them didn't cross his mind. Peter is scorching hot and his Harley is a beautiful young man. When Tony sees that Harley and Peter are all right, he decides to accept it without looking for an explanation.

Peter falls in love with Harley, too. He had no idea that there was enough place in his heart for two people, but he's happy to find that there is.

Harley realises that - apart from Tony - Peter is the only one to whom he opened up so trustingly. In a way their relationship had been unique a long time before that kiss. And it all led towards where they are now.

The separation that the new school year brings about is difficult for all of them, but it's also exciting. Harley loves mechanic school and Peter - being Peter - enjoys school. They meet as often as they can. Tony helps them, flying almost daily between the city and his home.

The time Tony spent in the lab that summer - his boys are growing up, they don't need him 24/7 - means that he makes ground-breaking progress in nanotechnology. First, he designs and builds Mark L. It has to be him first, so that he's able to protect his family. That word still stings. Of course, Harley is his family and now Peter, but there's Pepper and Happy, too, and Rhodey and even those he lost. No matter what, he wants to protect them all.

After the Mark L, he starts working on the Iron Spider armour. He means to fish it by Christmas, but one month is nowhere near enough to put all the special features in it.

Tony sits down to talk with Harley at the end of the year. He asks him about how the many changes in their lives are working out for him. He's relieved to see Harley content. He remarks that Tony's happiness would add greatly to his and that he'd love to help. It makes Tony feel a pang of guilt.

Tony tells Harley about the Iron Spider suit and offers to make him one, too, in case he ever needs it for protection.

Harley refuses, saying that it's not fair to stay away from the fight if he has an armour and he doesn’t want to fight. "I've got you for protection," he says and tears well up in Tony's eyes as Harley cups his face with overwhelming trust and love.

Infinity War happens.

Peter dies. Tony is stuck in space for three weeks and one day. Harley is maddened by grief. He's curled up on the living room floor, eyeing the door through his tears, when Natasha and Rhodey find him. They bring him to the compound to keep him safe and care for him.

When Tony returns, they don't let go of each other for a long time. Harley sleeps next to Tony's bed and they leave despite the doctor's orders after Tony's return.

The others don't bother Tony with their plan to go after Thanos. He's made his point clear to Steve and he's too weak anyway. But mostly, they respect that he's a father who needs to mourn and care for his other son.

On the first day Tony and Harley just curl up on the sofa and hold each other. They cry, then they sleep. On the second day, Harley changes Tony’s bandages. On the third day, Tony cooks and they eat it. On the fourth day Tony remembers to call May. When she doesn’t answer, he flies to New York. Harley accompanies him despite his reluctance. They find the apartment locked up. Tony blasts in the door. First, they smell the awful stench of an almost a month-old cereal and milk. Then, they see the small pile of ash on the chair and around the table.

Harley drags Tony to the jet. Friday flies them home. They are back at day one, clutching at each other desperately and sobbing.

Happy shows up next day. Later, Harley figures that Friday must have called him. He brings food and moral support. During the three days Happy spends there, Tony gets on his feet. He starts caring for Harley again.

It takes Harley a whole day after it's just the two of them again, to say something other than please and thank you.

He tells Tony that he loved Peter. When Tony says that he understands, Harley realises that this is it, the moment he never thought would come, when they talk about it.

They do, they tell each other everything without being exact once. They don't need to be. They've both known, now it's just confirmation. It's the most intimate moment they've ever shared.

That night, Harley goes into Tony's bedroom. Tony protests, but Harley doesn't stop. "Don't you love me, too?" Harley asks and Tony is torn, because he does and doesn't, not this way, not before...

Harley snuggles close to him, wraps his arm and leg around Tony, not hiding his erection, nor the moan he lets out when he can finally feel the heat of Tony's body pressed against his. He looks at Tony from a few inches distance and asks him if he still wants him to tell how they were with Peter - something he asked that afternoon.

Tony can't breathe from shock and from arousal, but he nods, eyes wide and glued to Harley. He's never seen his son like this, was never supposed to see him like this, light blue eyes darkened by passion, blonde curls already debauched, lips glistening where he licked them in the most delicious way...

Tony is lost. He nods again and wraps his arms around Harley.

Harley tells him how he liked to see, touch and love Peter. Each memory hurts, each fantasy reminds him that he will never able to play any of them out with Peter, but Tony's soft stroking on his back and his erection pressed into Harley's thigh keeps him anchored to the present.

When Tony sees Harley's eyes glisten with tears, he kisses him. His guilt, though heavy, feels nothing compared to their loss. Crossing the line doesn't bring the burning shame of sin, but the relief of honesty. This is Tony's confession to both of his boys.

The weight of what they've done catches up with them next morning. Harley fears that he tainted Peter's memory and their love. Tony fears that he ruined his son.

It takes days for them to figure it out. They spend some time apart but return to each other in their grief.

When Tony learns that the others found and killed Thanos, he laughs. Thor executed the titan and Tony fucked his son. Both are big deal, yet neither made a difference in the universe.

Slowly, in matter of months rather than weeks, Tony starts working again. He builds tech to support the rest of humanity in their efforts to stabilise their world once again. In some cases, he had the plans already. In others, he comes up with new ideas.

Harley goes back to school. Most of his teachers survived and after a few months of recuperation they've decided to go back to work. The class that wasn't too big to begin with now looks pitiful.

Harley's boss at the garage died, too. Only him and another assistant are left. They take over the shop, but the other guy breaks down and starts skipping. Harley understands but he doesn't have the strength to reach out to him. He keeps going on his own, repairing cars and machines. People are grateful but they both know that none of them can repair what really matters.

At first Harley and Tony pretend to go to bed separately, only for one of them to end up crawling into the other's each night. Then, they give in and use Tony's bedroom. Sometimes, they do things, sometimes they just sleep.

When Harley is stricken with guilt, he tells himself that he needs it for survival, but deep down he knows that it's not that. Not only that. He's wanted Tony for a long time and having him is bliss, no matter the pain.

Tony feels much the same, even though he never thought about Harley this way before. However, it's only in his arms that he comes close to feeling something akin to happiness since Peter's death.

Peter's birthday is hell. The New York memorial place hasn't reached the letter p yet, so they have no place to honour Peter's memory apart from their home. Rhodey calls. Happy drops by with Pepper. They make several attempts at conversation but end up eating in silence. The knowledge that Peter would have turned eighteen that day weighs them down.

Christmas is awful, too. It's just Harley and Tony on Christmas eve but Rhodey, Pepper, Happy and even Natasha visit on boxing day. This celebration is merrier than Peter's birthday but still quite subdued.

Their own birthdays, Harley and Tony celebrate with each other.

It's not until a year later that his guilt catches up to Tony and he suggests that Harley should find someone else. Not to replace Peter, but to replace him. Harley is enraged. He refuses point blank and sucks Tony off there, in the middle of the kitchen to prove his point.

Tony doesn't mention it again. Sometimes the idea that he should, that he must put and end to it becomes stronger, but then he embraces their sinful reality again.

When Steve turns up with Nat and Scott Lang, Tony's alone. He refuses to participate in the madness they propose, but he is unable to stop his mind.

By the time Harley gets home from the workshop Tony not only has to tell him about the visit and the proposal, but also the solution he found. Harley breaks out in tears. He asks in a trembling voice if they can get Peter back. Tony tells him that if they succeed, they get everyone back. Harley lets him go, but can't resist running after him from the front porch to kiss him and make him promise that he comes back. Tony promises to do whatever it takes. He doesn't tell Harley that Peter will be his priority. Harley must know, but it's easier to keep silent about it.

Endgame happens. It's Thor who snaps and even in his weakened state, he survives.

After the battle, Tony takes Peter home. Harley flies towards them, sobbing and Peter almost falls as he throws himself into his arms. When Harley kisses him, Peter pulls back. Tony is quick to step closer and assure him that it's all right. Peter's eyes go wide as Tony touches his face. He glances at Harley for an explanation, but doesn’t need it anymore when Tony's lips crush against his.

Half an hour and some hurried explanations later Peter goes home to find May amidst repeated confessions of his love for both Harley and Tony.

That night, Harley takes control and fucks Tony until tears. Tony needs it. As he surrenders himself completely, he can feel the tension of the mission finally dissolve.

The next few days pass in a frenzy of burials and celebrations. It’s almost a whole week before all three of them can return to the lake house and find some peace. Harley is the first to arrive. He flew back a few days ago because he got a van to repair. Peter is the next to arrive. He walks straight to Harley and straddles him on the couch. After a long kiss he tells him that Tony is outside with Steve, talking about rebuilding. Harley groans and tells him to run along and rescue him. Peter is happy to go and he soon returns with a much turned on Tony. At Harley’s raised eyebrow Tony explains how their little boy’s innocence is the sexiest look on him. Peter glows with pride and moans as he feels two sets of hands move to undress him.

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{Photographer! Peter Parker x Bigender! Artist! Reader}

Warnings: i dont know much bout the bigender community, and so i did my research. So you identify as two genders? I dont know what ‘genders’ exactly you’d want here, so i’ll put they/them pronouns if thats okay :)

Summary: ‘can i please get a bigender reader who goes to art school with peter, that has like, “god like abilities” and always compliments/draws/tells peter hes amazing. ((tag @give-you-the-sxn please?))

Ofc my beautiful valid child <3

A/N: i decided to change it up a bit and have the art class as a club after school instead. Also I hc that tom hollands peter parker is into photography. I hope you like it >///<

I listened to ‘youth’ by Shawn Mendes and Khalid while doing this.

*not edited*

“Welcome class,” the teacher greeted you all brightly, “I’m glad you could make it after school today, what with all the rain and all I assumed only two or three of you would have shown up today. Anyways, you know what to do. Best get to it.” She clapped her hands, before turning her heel and moving to write on the board, writing ‘Integrated Arts Club’ in a cursive calligraphy font. That was her contribution to the club. Calligraphy.

You sighed. This was a way for you to escape the harsh reality of the outside world. Half the students in this club were members of the community, no scratch that, the majority of students were gay. There was maybe only one or two straight people apart of this club.

You took out your paints, paintbrushes, pencils, and then got your canvas from inside the supply closet where you had left it yesterday. It was your newest project, a painting of a woman in white, with bright red lips and a black dress that blended into the black background of your canvas. You were inspired by a woman you had seen one night on the streets of Queens.

Taking a seat by yourself- taking up the whole table with your paints and brushes spread everywhere- you began painting. Everything was already finished, you just needed the details. You heard the door open and close, only choosing to look up when you finished an eyelash stroke.

“Yeah, this is where I go after school. That over there is Mia- the one spray painting the poster paper- and the dude over there with the guitar is Jay. That over there is (y/n), their bigender so I’d just use androgynous pronouns for them. Over there is Ms. Burningham, our club sponsor, and the dude in the corner is Max, he’s a comic book artist. You’d fit right in, Peter.”

The voice belonged to MJ, a close friend of yours. She often helped give you inspiration, letting you paint some of her sketches to life. You heard her walk behind you, leaning down so her hair was in your peripheral vision. You looked up, “Yo, MJ.” You smiled at her, then up at the newbie.

He was short, about an inch or so shorter than you, with brown eyes and hair. He wore a sweater over another shirt, jeans, and ha a camera in his hands. He was trembling, probably nervous.

“Hey, ahh, who’s this?” You asked MJ, who looked at Peter. She leaned back against the table, her palms getting paint on them from the splatters that had fallen off your plate of paint.

“Parker- Peter. Peter Parker. Nice to meet you.”

He went to shake your hand, you lifted yours up to show him you had gotten black and red all over them, “Sorry, dont wanna mess up your hands. That camera looks expensive.”

Peter made a small ‘oh’ noise, looking down to his small Canon camera. “Yeah, it- its almost completely brand new. I sold some of my old stuff to get it. Useless stuff, shirts and books and stuff.”

“Cool, cool. Uh, MJ, could you tell Jay to keep it down over there? Can’t hear my own thoughts over his wanna-be indie music,” you said, completely disregarding the boy in front of you now. It wasn’t that you were rude, you just wanted to get this painting finished hole everything was still wet, otherwise it would make problems later on. MJ rolled her eyes, but nodded. You flashed Peter a smile, before turning to you painting.

After about a minute of silence, you heard a gasp behind you, “Holy shit- that’s really good!” You looked up, seeing Peter next to you with his camera turned on. He blushed, “Sorry! It’s just you looked so calm and pleasing, I snapped a quick photo while you weren’t looking- sorry.”

You half-smiled, standing upright, “Thanks, and it’s okay. This class is freedom of expression. Just not expression, ‘kay? As in, no swearing,” you laughed and pointed to the lady at the front of the class, her hands busy grading the Latin worksheets. Peter nodded, surprise clear across his face, “Oh- sorry.”

“Can I see?”

“What?”

“The pictures, can I see? I mean, they're of me, right?”

“Oh- yeah! Totally!”

Peter pushed a few buttons on his camera, and he scrolled through some of the photos until he found yours. “Here-”

“Wow, i look hot!”

You moved closer to Peter to get a better look, gawking at the aesthetic that was put into one simple photo. You did look good in this photo. “Mind sending me this? Not just this, other stuff, too. I’d love to make a piece from these- oh, if that’s okay?”

“Uhh- yeah! Sure!”

***

You flopped onto the bed, curling up next to a pillow. It was cold from loneliness, making you snuggle closer to it. You looked at your nails- paint ad managed to get wedged between the nail and the skin, and no matter how hard you tried it wouldn’t wash away.

You sighed, ready to turn off the light until your phone went off. You checked it to see there was a message from MJ, asking you if it was okay to give Peter your number. You texted back, ‘Yeah. Totally.’

Three minutes later, your phone went off again and it was Peter.

Unknown

Hey (y/n) its peter

Parker

Peter parker

Um

I just wanted to know if you wanted the photos to be on a hard drive or through gmail or something?

Hello?

-11:13-

You

Yeah

I’m here hi

A hard drive would be nice thanks

-11:15-

You took a moment to change Peter’s ID to his name. About five minutes later, Peter responded with more spam

Peter

Okay cool

Yeah okay

Yeah i can do that

Sure

Yeah

Okay

Cool

-11:32-

You

Lol

Imma sleep

Night peter

-11:35-

Peter

(…)

Night

-11:45-

***

The next day, you bumped into Peter in the hallway, “Oh, hi Pete. Can I call you that?”

“Hi, (y/n)! Yeah, totally cool!”

“Cool, got the hard drive?”

“Yeah, right here,” Peter patted his jean pockets for a bit before pulling out a black and red hard drive, “It has maybe 20 or 25 pictures here. Their mostly just random pictures of places around Queens, hope that’s okay?” You nod, “Thanks Pete.”

***

That night, you went home and changed Peter’s ID to ‘Pete’. After that, you plugged the hard drive into your laptop, opening the file titled ‘images’ and scrolling through the photos. Most of them were taken at impossible angles, and you wondered how Peter was able to capture photos like them. One was at the top of a building and looking down onto a busy interstate. Another was of the stars, a bit of the background trees getting in the frame. They were beautiful. Another was of MJ, her back towards the camera, a backpack strap in her hand, looking to the left at the sky with a sunset background. You saved that image as ‘Michelle_jERKFACE.jpeg’ on your computer. The photo Peter took of you earlier was amongst them as well.

You went to bed that night with a smile on your face and ideas fresh in your mind, ready for tomorrow's Club Meeting.

***

“Hey (y/n)! Like the pictures i sent?”

“Holy Shii-shhh! Peter! That sentence can go two ways!”

“OH! Sorry...”

“Its fine, and yes I did like them. They were really good! How come you never joined before?”

“Never thought i was good enough.”

“Not good enough?! Peter, those photos are professional level photos. They are wonderful and beautiful and deserve to be in a museum.”

“Oh, wow, thanks...” peter blushed, looking own with a small smile on his face.

***

You looked at the scenery before you, trees brown and crisp from the fall air. Peter sat next to you, his camera ready to snap a picture at any moment. MJ sat opposite Peter, sketchbook in hand and sketching the trees and people. Ned was posing by a fountain as Peter playfully took photos of him. You started sketching Peter into your own book, smiling when you finished and began shading.

MJ looked over at you, “Damn, you’re gay for Peter Parker.”

You looked at MJ with a shocked expression, before looking at the sketch and at Peter, who was now out of ear shot.

“Totally,” you smiled, before both of you went back to your drawings.

***

“Peter,” you looked at him seriously from your spot on his bed, “Ever think about kissing dudes before?”

Peter blushed, “I- ah, um...” His eyes widened, before looking down shamefully, “Y-Yeah… more than a few times...”

You smiled, “Cool, so what? You’re… bi?”

“More pan, I look for personality more than gender.”

“Cool, same. I’m (sexuality).”

“Oh, cool!”

***

“Peter, where are we going?”

“Behind the school. There’s something I need to show you.”

Peter had your hand tight in his grip, pulling you through the almost empty hallways. His voice didn’t stutter, which worried you.

Finally, you made it. Peter pulled out his camera, “Stand in front of that street art Mia did yesterday.” You did just that. Peter moved your arms to move in front of your sweater, telling you to tug at it a bit and look up at the sky. He moved some hair in front of your face to cover your eyes. He knelt down, snapping the photo.

“Cool, now stay there.”

“Do you always get like this for a photo?” You asked as Peter pressed record, moving next to you, “What do you mean?”

“Nothing, um. What are you doing?”

“Its for a project. I’m gonna screenshot part of the video later. Please, this is important.”

You watched Peter as he took control of the situation, taking your (smaller/bigger) hands in is own, intertwining them as he leant up.

“Kiss me.”

You coughed, moving back. Peter moved his arms around you again, “Please?”

“Why?”

“The project- please (y/n).”

You slowly gave in, letting Peter wrap his arms around your waist as you looked down into his eyes, your hands cupping his cheeks softly. He leant up to kiss you softly. Both of you stayed there, afraid and unsure of how to move.

“I’m sorry,” Peter said after a while, moving away. You were quick to react, taking the back of his head and slamming it back onto yours.

“Mph-!”

He was taken aback by the action, soon melting and whimpering into it.

Yep, you were so gay for Peter Parker.

[spideyxchelle]

Hi, I'm a bit shy to ask but would you mind if I'd ask you some spideychelle hc with trans Peter? Sorry I'm new in this I don't know if you take this kind of request but I love this headcanon and since I'm queer and I've lot of trans and nonbinary friends it make me so happy to see people embracing this headcanon like superheros (even if not canonically) can be trans and supercool and it's good because trans people are PEOPLE not aliens and Spider-Man can be a trans boy and still be supercool

OMG DO NOT BE SHY, PLS. I have written an MJ as non binary head canon before which you can find here and there is a slight nod to Peter being trans in that. SO I have no problem filling these kinds of prompts. people deserve to have representation in media, to see themselves in their heroes and if you want to head canon Peter Parker as trans then omg you totally should. 

I will say that as a cisgendered straight woman I do want to express that this head canon is not my story or my experience to tell authentically. and I recognize that my privilege may inadvertently effect this head canon (I could never know what it is like to be trans or queer), so I’m sorry to all of the trans and queer people that read this if I misspeak. that was NEVER my intention. 

if you’re looking for LOTS OF AMAZING TRANS PETER CONTENT I suggest @transpeter 

Peter knows he hates the name Petra. his Aunt May jokes that he’s hated it since he was about four years old (there was an incident with a Barbie doll that Aunt May loves to retell). and he would absolutely agree. Petra is a fucking terrible name. 

he used to really blame his parents for naming him PETRA of all things but he’s seven when they die and at the time he couldn’t really remember why he hated the name so much. all of his emotions were muted beyond the pain of losing his parents. and he was their little Petra so how could he hate the name then?? the name they gave him??

but when he’s nine he starts to hate Petra, again. the name (and himself a little bit because he doesn’t quite fit in). the little girls in his class don’t want to play with him. apparently, he’s strange and weird and spends too much time with computers to be normal. but computers don’t tease him or make him feel shitty about himself so he’d rather take the computers over the girls in his class. 

and he would rather take the girls in his class over the boys. the boys are horrible. in his head, he assumed that maybe he and the boys would have more in common than him and the girls but that was because he always considered himself one of the guys. the boys in his class do NOT consider him that. 

so school is pretty miserable. 

that’s when Aunt May and Uncle Ben start looking into alternatives. because Peter doesn’t deserve to spend every day of his school life feeling tortured for not fitting in. at the time he didn’t know why he wasn’t QUOTE UNQUOTE NORMAL. he was just a kid, trying to play with other kids. but kids are cruel. kids are so, so cruel. 

its during the hunt for a new school that Peter sees Laverne Cox for the first time. Aunt May is watching some show on Netflix and he remembers thinking that Laverne Cox is beautiful. transfixed, he guided himself down on the seat next to his aunt and asked the question that changed his life, “who is she?” Aunt May paused the show and answered, “Laverne Cox. she’s beautiful, right?” Peter nodded dumbly and Aunt May kept talking, “she’s trans, Petra. do you know what that means?” he shook his head. “it means she was born in the wrong body. she was born as boy but is actually a girl.” Peter blinked, “how can she do that?” “there’s nothing to do, sweetling,” May said gently, “she just is a woman. that’s how she feels on the inside and so that’s who she is.” 

Peter had gnawed on his lip, and innocently told his aunt, “I think that happened to me. I think, I’m in the wrong body.” Aunt May had nodded, he would always remember her face, and sat up a little taller, “okay, then. what do you want me to call you, then, buddy?” AND HIS LITTLE MIND HAD EXPLODED BECAUSE THAT WAS IT?! it was THAT simple? he could just be himself?? 

but of course it was that easy. Aunt May always made things easy. 

he remembered throwing his arms around his aunt and whispering, “Peter. my name is Peter.” 

three days later Aunt May had Peter in with a pediatric doctor that specialized in trans children and they were discussing their options. Uncle Ben couldn’t come, he was at work (Peter found out after Ben had died that his uncle took every extra shift available to make extra money for Peter’s transition, Ben and May had set up their own fund). 

the doctor had asked Peter what felt like a hundred questions and then began to explain to May the way things they could as a family progress from there. 

five days before his eleventh birthday he started hormone blockers. two weeks after he starts his blockers, Peter tests into the Midtown school track (a middle school and high school for super geniuses) and that is when Peter feels the most relieved. because he won’t be forced to go back to that terrible school where everyone still called him Petra. he could just be Peter. start fresh. 

and so when he starts Midtown middle school at 12, everybody does call him Peter. that’s how he introduces himself and so that is who is he. he’s a little smaller than the other boys in his class but he IS one of the boys. and if kids know (and he prays they don’t), they never say. he’s just Peter Parker. 

the one constant between his old public school and midtown, though, is Doctor Nedal. Doctor Nedal is his therapist, a woman who specializes in queer children related issues. and they meet once a week to talk, check-in and work together. he’s not sure why he still goes to her when he hits thirteen (he’s been living as PETER for almost four years now) but when he asks Aunt May, she reminds him that having Nedal on their side will make it easier for Peter to start his hormones when he’s ready. 

he hits fourteen and he’s ready. they talk to Nedal about starting testosterone and he’s warned about everything that may happen. the increased irritability, the options (pills, injections, gels), the potential aggressiveness, the fact that it may stint his growth slightly. but Peter knows what he wants. 

so he starts T. and while his body isn’t everything he wants, the hormone blockers helped keep some things under slightly more control. besides, his aunt May always assures him whenever he’s having an off-day, he can always get surgery when he’s older. it’s going to be okay. 

and then everything is not OKAY because Flash Thompson starts Midtown when he starts his freshman year. he’s barely started testosterone when Flash comes barreling into his life. 

he takes one look at Peter, sneers meanly at him, and calls him Pretty Parker. and its devastating. some other kids snicker. kids he’s known since he was 12. kids he trusted. and Peter starts to panic that Midtown is going to be JUST like public school. and he can’t do that again. he was so miserable.

but before he can have a full-on breakdown another new student, Michelle Jones, call Flash an idiot. he sputters like he’s afraid of her (and he does find out a few years later that MJ and Flash grew up together because they both had wealthy parents in the suburbs) and tries to shoot back, “I’m not an idiot.” she crosses her arms, “uh, yeah you are.” and that comeback is the ninth grade equivalent of cursing someone out. Flash is humiliated and flees. 

peter mumbles a thank you and MJ rolls her eyes and storms off. (over the next few years he’ll grow very accustomed to MJ storming away from him). 

but the day drastically improves when he meets Ned Leeds. and they’re instantly tight. Peter even considers disclosing the fact that he’s trans to Ned. he’s not sure how much kids gossip or if Ned even knows, but he still wants to tell him. he wants to have that moment. 

he tells Ned when they’re sitting on his living room floor watching Empire Strikes Back, the best Star Wars movie. and Ned grins and knocks his shoulder against Peter, “cool. thanks for telling me, man.” and that’s it. Ned doesn’t push or ask a hundred questions. he’s still just Peter to Ned. and they’re nerdy and best bros and everything is awesome. 

and it gets even MORE awesome around Christmas time when he goes on a field trip to Oscorb with his chemistry class to look at some of their tech advancements. personally, Peter is more interested in Stark tech than Oscorb tech but beggars can’t be choosers. especially since Tony Stark is a FREAKIN’ superhero now. he doesn’t have time to invite genius kids to look at his work. 

its on this field trip that Peter gets bit. and his whole life goes CRAZY TOWN. he gets sick for a few days after, like insanely sick and Aunt May worries that maybe something went wrong with his testosterone injection, but when he comes out of his sick haze he has FUCKING super powers. insane, something out of a comic book superpowers. 

Tony later tells him that the testosterone he was taking mixed with the spider bite made his whole body freak out. see here: eight pack and arms for daaaaays. if he hadn’t been trans, if he hadn’t been taking T, he never would have become Spider-man. it was the mix of both ingredients that made him extraordinary. 

and, like any other reckless teenage boy, Peter uses this new found powers to fight crime. he has a television. he’s obsessed with Tony Stark. he sees the Avengers. and he starts to dream that maybe he could be one. 

he has his powers for thirty-three days, nine hours and fifty-four minutes when Ben dies. he’s on his way back from the therapy with Peter in the front seat when someone tries to hijack his car. Peter is so frozen the whole time, shocked by the exchange, that he misses when the gun comes out. but he doesn’t miss the sound of the gun shot as it hits Ben. the killer freaks out that he actually killed a guy and runs off. but Peter does nothing. he cries for help, PLEASE SOMEONE HELP, and he holds his uncle as he passes. before he goes, Ben calls him Peter one last time. then, he’s gone. 

May is devastated. Peter is horrified. and their whole life is falling apart around them until Tony Stark shows up in his living room with the promise of greatness. he tells him that he likes to save the little guy because “when you can do the things that I can, but you don’t, and then the bad things happen, they happen because of you.” 

then he’s BASICALLY an Avenger and then he’s into Liz and then he’s screwing everything up and then homecoming happens and FINALLY his life starts to finally even out. 

he lays off of patrol, somewhat, and being a superhero starts to feel like only a part of his life. not entirely who he is. 

he hangs out with Ned and he trains upstate and life is great. Flash upgrades Pretty Parker to Penis Parker (which is crazy hurtful) but he’s not so upset about that anymore because Flash is irrelevant to his life. and he’s awesome. 

and then, MJ happens. she’s his sort-of friend, then the captain of his team and then one day he realizes he’s been looking at her too long and it hits him that he likes her. he likes all the good and the bad parts of her. he likes her dry sense of humor, her passion for human rights and the way she smiles at him when she thinks no one is noticing. fyi, he always notices. 

but he’s not sure how to do this. not really. he’s never really dated. sure, he took Liz to homecoming but that was a dance. dating someone for real is a lot more complicated than just ditching someone as soon as they arrive at a dance. 

and he’s also terrified that MJ won’t be interested in a trans guy. which is dumb because lols of course trans guys are amazing. but he can’t beat away that evil voice in the back of his head. that voice is really mean. 

so he procrastinates. he keeps putting off asking MJ out even though the more and more time he spends with her at school and at practice and on the occasional outing with him and Ned convinces him that he really does properly like her. 

and THEN, she finds out he��s spider-man. more like she tells him that she’s always known. they’re walking through downtown and he’s munching on a churro when she asks, “are you ever gonna tell me you’re spider-man or…?” and he chokes on his food. MJ stands there expectantly while he works his shit out before he finally can speak, “um, excuse me?” “spider-man. you’re him. wanna tell me I’m wrong?” he shakes his head, “no, just, um, how did you know?” “i’m observant. duh.” and his face heats up read because damn, she is observant. how observant, tho? like, does she know other things about him, too? again, he’s never 1000% certain what the gossip mill says about him. 

they walk in silence for three more blocks before he blurts out, “i’m trans!” and that is so not how he wanted to tell her. he wanted to gently prod at her about her feelings toward queer people, feel out if she would be open to dating a trans person and THEN tell her. but his dumb mouth says it before he can execute his master plan. that he’s been procrastinating on. really, um, he was gonna tell her. eventually. 

or now. now apparently is the answer. 

her lips turn up just slightly, “is that the last confession you wanna tell me today, Parker? or do you have one more?” he flushes and turns back to his churro, “dunno what you mean.” “yea, you do.” and he does. he can tell from the way she’s looking at him that she knows about his big, FAT crush on her. 

he eat another bite of his churro, sends a prayer up to whoever is listening and takes the leap, “I like you.” 

when MJ leans down and kisses his cheek Peter’s her ACTUALLY stops. not really, but that’s how it feels. it feels like he can’t breathe and his life is over and he wants to call Aunt May. he has so many questions about all of the feelings a simple kiss on the cheek could bring about. 

“I like you, too,” MJ says, stealing what is left of his churro. Peter grins real big, “you do?” “I do,” she rolls her eyes. “even though I’m…” “you’re Peter,” MJ cuts him off. and yea, he is. he’s Peter FUCKING Parker. 

and the fact that Peter FUCKING Parker is dating Michelle Jones seems to interest nobody at Midtown is even better. because it feels normal. because it is normal. because Peter is trans but that is not all he is. he’s a superhero and a best friend and a nephew and a boyfriend. 

he likes being someone’s boyfriend a lot. 

he likes going to pride with MJ and having her on headset with Ned during his patrols and making out with her. making out with her is great. and she’s super aware of his dysphoria which helps. she never pushes him to do anything he doesn’t want to do and, frankly, there is a lot of other things they can do. AHEM. they’re teenagers. they make it work while being respectful of Peter’s boundaries. 

but his favorite thing about dating MJ is the way she always seems to catch his eye across the room. no matter where they are or what they’re doing, MJ finds him. and its nice to feel like someone is looking out for him. because that’s all he ever does as Spider-man, look out for the little guy. 

now, though, he has an MJ. and sharing Spider-man with someone he loves is way better than doing it alone. 

[kylosrehn]

001: MCU (excluding AOS) 002: fraida, assuming no one's asked it yet 003: ummmm Jemma

001 | Send me a fandom and I will tell you my:

Favorite character: Tony Stark, hands down. Iron Man is kind of what got me into the MCU in the first place so it’s always going to be special to me.

Least Favorite character: Going with heroes-only, I never really cared much for Bruce Banner or Sam Wilson.

5 Favorite ships (canon or non-canon): OH BOY.

Pepper/TonyNatasha/ClintStephen/ChristineNatasha/SteveNatasha/Ward (this is cheating kind of but)

Character I find most attractive: Tony Stark tbh. And Peter Parker. Out of the ladies probably Pepper?

Character I would marry: Again either Tony or Peter.

Character I would be best friends with: Oh man. Thor seems like he’d be a chill friend tbh. Also Peter. 

A random thought: Ant-Man is one of my least favorite films in the MCU.

An unpopular opinion: I really didn’t like/get GOTG. It just didn’t feel…I don’t know, serious enough? And the idea of like a CGI raccoon and the Avengers interacting in Infinity War I mean, idk.

My canon OTP: Pepper/Tony

Non-canon OTP: I guess Clintasha (they’re canon in my mind okay.)

Most badass character: They’re all pretty cool but I always go with Tony because he doesn’t have superhuman abilities or agent training, he’s special because he’s incredibly smart, makes amazing tech and worked hard to get to where he is. 

Pairing I am not a fan of: I don’t get Bucky/Steve, like at all. Also that Clint/Phil ship that was around for a bit after the Avengers came out. 

Character I feel the writers screwed up (in one way or another): I still don’t get what the Nat/Bruce thing came from. Like why.

Favourite friendship: Tony and Peter, definitely. I love how he’s mentoring him, how he wants Peter to be “better” than him. 

002 | send me a ship and I will tell you:

when or if I started shipping it: I officially stopped watching AOS after the S2 finale, didn’t watch any of S3 or early S4, just lived in blissful ignorance. Then a friend of mine said that they’re doing this Framework arc thing and that Ward is back and there’s Skyeward and okay I (ship)pped Skyeward so I was like okay let’s watch this. I was confused as all hell, didn’t have a clue who Aida/Ophelia was supposed to be but from that kiss in 4x16 I was hooked. Literally, ‘I have no idea what’s going on or who you are but this? I like this.’

my thoughts: It gets too much hate. I’ve definitely seen weirder/more questionable ships around. Just let the shippers have their fun. It’s not like there’s an army of us so, no need to feel threatened. 

What makes me happy about them: Man, Iain and Mallory just have such great chemistry. I was immediately on board with the ship. Their entire Framework relationship is just so damn hot. It was great to have like a darker kind of love story on the show.

What makes me sad about them: So much wasted potential, both for the character of Ophelia and the ship as a whole. They definitely could’ve kept her around for longer, with Fitz teaching her how to be human and her slowly becoming a part of the team. Also it would’ve been more realistic if he’d still had lingering feelings for her after the FW. I mean, he has a lifetime of memories where he loves her, I don’t think that would just go away so easily. And even so, I don’t believe he wouldn’t want them to at least try and help her. In any case she should’ve gotten a better send-off/ambiguous ending. It was all very hasty and lazy and anti-climactic. 

Things done in fanfic that annoys me: Literally nothing because fic is written by like three of us, so I’ll take anything. And honestly most of it is really damn good, so I can’t complain.

Things I look for in fanfic: People writing for this ship is a miracle in itself so again, can’t really complain, I’ll pretty much take anything and everything. 

My kinks: I’m such a sucker for pregnancy/baby fic. This is a known weakness of mine. Also FW Fitz being kinky and possessive, wanting to touch her all the time, let people know she’s his, spontaneously touching her in public, etc.

Who I’d be comfortable them ending up with, if not each other: I kind of like the idea of Ophelia/Ward, although mostly in a friendly and not shippy way. I guess she loves Fitz too much to be with anyone else. I like the idea of Ophelia just going away and discovering herself when/if Fitz rejects her though. So Ophelia/happiness I guess? As for Fitz, well, she’s kind of his first/only love interest outside of Jemma. Fitz/happiness too tbh. Give this boy a break. I kind of shipped FitzSkye way back in S1 (and there’s like tiny hints of it in the FW eps) but that probably wouldn’t happen. So like, someone else entirely maybe. Someone who’s not involved in the whole SHIELD mess. 

My happily ever after for them: Just. Let her live. Please. But seriously, I wish they’d just stayed in the Framework together. Alternatively Fitz mentoring her in a Team AU sort of setting, helping her learn about herself, adjust to being human, while also realizing he’s still got feelings for her and them slowly learning to love each other again. 

003 | Give me a character & I will tell you

How I feel about this character: I’m pretty meh about Jemma. Sometimes I like her more, sometimes less, but she’s never been a favorite of mine. 

All the people I ship romantically with this character: Everyone but Fitz basically, lmao. 

Ward (S1)Trip Skye/DaisyBobbiWillHell, even Aida/Ophelia could work, if you squint.

My non-romantic OTP for this character: I like Fitzsimmons as a friendship only, so I guess them. Also Jemma and Lincoln were kind of a cute friendship and the whole thing about them both being doctors. It could work. 

My unpopular opinion about this character: Not sure if this counts as an unpopular opinion but I hc that Jemma’s bi.

One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon: She and Fitz take a break from each other. Like please can this happen. I think they went through too much (Fitz esp) to be forced together for the sake of fan service right now. It would just be healthier for both characters to go their separate ways (or at least not be in a romantic relationship with each other) for now and just be…themselves. Most of Fitz’s/Jemma’s plots have been like, “oh I have to save him/her” to the point where Jemma “can’t think without [him].” Let them be their own person.

My OTP: I don’t think I have one? I’ve def read a good bit of Biospecialist fic back in the day though. Oops.

My OT3: Jemma/Fitz/Ophelia. Hands down. Guilty pleasure ship af.

thank you sm for asking! ♥♥♥