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Finally Found My Way

Part 13

Warning: language, fluff, overprotective Tony and some smut

Summary: After four years of being tortured by hydra, you were finally back, yours powers stronger than ever. But that was not all.

Word Count: 6.3 K

A/N: This is the last part of the series. Hope you guys enjoyed it! :)

The warm morning sunlight shone gently through the open window of the hotel room, a light breeze blowing the curtains softly. Peter stirred in his sleep, yawning as he brought one hand up to rub the sleep from his eyes, before opening them slightly enough to observe the world around him. Laying on his side on the soft mattress of his bed, was you, one of his arm’s was draped under your sweater holding your bare waist as the other went behind his head casually. His mind then remembered what had happened last night. He remembered confessing his feelings to his best friend. He remembered his best friend confessing her feelings to him. He remembered you under him. He remembered the feeling of kissing ever inch of your body. He remembered the feeling of being inside you and pleasuring you. And he definitely remembered all the times you told him I love you.

Peter sat up quietly to stretch his arms out, being careful not to wake you. As he came back down from his sigh, he turned over to look at your sleeping form, and he felt himself melt at the beauty he couldn’t believe he could finally call his. Your body was tangled in the soft white sheets covering your bare legs. Your hair was messy but pushed out of your face as your head lay on the pillows. Your eyes closed and mouth slightly parted. He could hear the little soft breaths coming from your lips. His eyes traced down to your neck, seeing the love bites he left last night.

You shifted silently, rolling onto your stomach, half your body on Peters side, your check pressed against his shoulder, your arm thrown lazily across his chest, and one leg bent on top of his legs. Peter chuckled quietly to himself, how did he get so lucky. He placed a hand on your back rubbing it gently, as he continued to watch you in awe. Your eyelids fluttered open at the sensation, mouth opening letting out a little hitched yawn. Your eyes met with soft chocolate ones.

“Hey.” You say quietly, as you give Peter a tired smile.

“Hey.” He says as he smiled back. That’s the moment when you became aware of where you were. You shot up, you were practically straddling Peter.

“What time is it?” You say a little too loudly. And that’s when Peter eyes widened and he became aware of the situation. Peter quickly turned over, making you lose your balance on his lap and fall off the bed.

“Fuck-” Peter jumped of the bed, helping you up on your feet. His hands came up to your face, one hand cupping you cheek as the other rubbed the back of your head, where you fell. “Are you okay?” A smile tugs on your lips as a laugh escapes.

“Yea I’m fine,” You still continue to laugh, making Peter laugh nervously.

“A-are you sure your okay?” Peter was still holding you, your hands came up to hold his wrists bringing them down to your sides. Instead you took a step forward, wrapping your arms around Peter’s neck pulling him close to your face. Peter’s hands came up to hold your waist.

“Your such a dork.” You say as you pulled him into for a kiss. Yes, Peter has kissed you, multiple times last night, and you guys had sex, but kissing you still made brought butterflies in his stomach. You pulled away, still holding Peter close to you. You noticed his red cheeks and sparkling eyes, and you melted. “I’m in love with you Spidey-boy.” Peter’s face brightened as he heard the words leave your lips.

“And I’m in love with you Stark Chick.” Peter reconnected your lips. His hands slid down to your thighs nudging them for you to jump. You wrapped your legs around Peter’s torso, crossing your ankles behind his back. Peter held you close as you deepened the kiss. You guys were too invested in each other, completely forgetting to check the time until you heard a knock at the door.

“Hey Peter, it’s me Ned. Your not answering your phone and I really need to change because we’re leaving in like 15 minutes, can I come in?” Peter’s head quickly whipped around as his hand came up.

“Wait! Give me a minute!” Peter put you down gently as he grabbed his shirt and pants, and you grabbed your shorts.

“Fuck I have to go back to my room.” You whisper yell as you button your shorts.

“We don’t have to say anything to anyone yet, I can just tell Ned you fell asleep here and wanted privacy.” Peter says.

“Yea okay,” You and Peter walk to the door, but you give Peter a quick peck on the lips. “I’ll see you in a bit.” Peter opens the door, letting you out. Ned looked between you and Peter, you say a quick ‘hey’ to Ned and practically run down the hall to your room.

-

Mj was already dressed and ready to go.

“Where were you?” Mj said as you walked over to your unslept bed.

“I um I stayed at Peter’s room” you say, as you take out a clean pair of clothes.

“Peter’s room, why would you stay at Peter’s room- oh my god is that a hickey?! You had sex with Parker!” Mj’s hand came over her mouth as she looked at you in shock.

“Shhhhhhhhhhh, don’t yell.” Mj’s hand dropped as she walked over to you. She moved aside your hair exposing more hickey’s.

“Dayammmm, Parker really couldn’t get enough.” You never checked to see how much Peter left on you.

“What?” You made your way to the bathroom mirror, your eyes widening at the amount of hickeys Peter left. “Fuck how am I supposed to cover all these. I didn’t even bring make-up, I only brought fucking mascara that’s it! Fuck,” You turn around looking back at Mj who is laughing her ass off. “Stop laughing, what is everyone gonna say?”

“Really Parker? Like I knew there was a little somethin somethin going on between the two of you, but Parker?!” She didn’t even try to hide her laughs now.

“Shut up, can you just help me,” You say teasingly.

“Ok ok,” She grabs her bag from beside her bed. “Wait a second,” she turns around to look at you, this time her face was in a small smirk. “was that your first time?” You felt heat rise on your cheeks.

“Y-Yea, it’s not a big deal,” Mj pulls out her make-up bag, which only had three things in it, but it was useful.

“Not a big deal- yes it is! Hold up- did he pressure you to do it because I swear to fucking god-”

“No no he didn’t, I wanted to. We wanted to, and he had a condom so it was fine. He really cared.” You say, your mind wandering to the night before, lustful memories of Peter and you tangled in each other-

“Helloooo,” Mj says waving her hand in front of you, snapping you out of your thoughts.

“What sorry,”

“I was asking if he was good.” Mj says, as she pulled out her concealer. Your face reddened quickly, making Mj chuckle to herself.

“Yea he was, better than I thought. But that’s all I’m saying.”

“Fine fine, one more thing though.” Mj says as a smug smirk appears on her face.

“What?” you ask, curious to know.

“Was he big?” You quickly push Mj out of the bathroom, as she started dying of laughter.

“Shut up!” You say closing the door to the bathroom. Mj was still laughing. “And he was!” You say through the door, just making Mj fall on the floor as she died of laughter.

- - - Peter’s Room - - -

Peter turned around, walking back to the bed, his face burning up. Ned quickly came into the room closing the door behind him. “What happened man?” Ned says as he turned Peter around to face him.

“N-Nothing happened,” he answered as he rubbed the back of his neck.

“C’mon man, you can’t lie to me.”

“I’m not lying,” Peter says as he goes to grab some clothes. Ned’s eyes wandered around the room, taking in the scene. Peter’s bed was a mess, and some pillows were tossed around the side of the bed and a … red bikini bra.

“YOU HAD SEX WITH HER!” Peter’s head whipped around, his eyes blown up in shock. He followed Ned’s eyes, as he saw your bikini top lying on the foot of bed. Fuck you must’ve forgotten to take it. He quickly picked it up and hid it under his shirt.

“No Ned! We-We didn’t do anything.” Ned was frozen, he knew his friend had sex, it was obvious. But Ned wanted to prove it, he made his way to the trash can next to the bathroom, he took a quick look inside.

“Dude there’s a condom in here! You had sex with y/n!” Ned says making his way back to his bed as he stood in front of Peter. Peter gave up, he couldn’t hide anything from Ned.

“Yea we had sex, but stop yelling people will hear.” Peter says, his hands coming up to rub his face. Ned was looking at Peter in shock.

“Dude how did you have sex with her?!” Peter looked up at Ned, “Yea sorry I’ll be quiet,” Ned said lowering his voice.

“She-she just came over last night, and she told me everything.”

“What do you mean everything?” Ned said as he sat down on his bed, across from Peter’s.

“Like everything, why she was avoiding me, and that she likes me-”

“She likes you!” Ned’s hand quickly came up to cover his mouth, he let out a muffled ‘sorry’. Peter’s face lightened up, remembering your whole confession to him last night.

“Y-yea she likes me. She’s in love with me, and I’m in love with her and it-it just led to sex.” Peter smiled to himself. Ned saw the smile that spread on Peter’s face and he couldn’t hold his.

- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -

“Okay everyone the bus is here, are you sure you all got everything because we’re not coming back to the hotel.” Mr. Harrington says as he looks over at the students. They all tell him there ready. Mr. Harrington lines everyone up by the buses as he does attendance.

You and Mj were the last to arrive, both of you running across the hotel finally outside, both of you yelling, “We’re here!” Everyone turns around to look at the two of you. Mr. Harrington just shook his head in a disappointing way. You and Mj quietly make your way to Peter and Ned. Mj says a quick hey to Peter as she practically pulls Ned away from the two of you.

“So -um, does Mj know.” Peter says as he stuff’s his hands in his front pockets.

“Well yea, considering the fact that you couldn’t contain yourself.” You say teasingly as you gestured to your neck. The concealer didn’t do much to cover the hickeys, you could still see them, faintly. Peter’s face reddened.

“S-sorry, I couldn’t help it.” He says a little embarrassed.

“It’s fine.” You say, stepping a little closer to him, but not making it to obvious. “I like having you on me.” You say quietly. Peter eyes widened at how forward you were.

“Fuck,” he says under his breath.

“Ok everyone on the bus.” Mr Harrington says. Mj and Ned let you and Peter sit next to each other on the bus. It was a bad idea. You guys couldn’t keep your hands to yourself. Well obviously you couldn’t, you finally got to express your feelings, finally and you weren’t going to let that go. Peter moves a little closer to you, taking your hand and intertwining them with his, as he rests them between both your legs so people don’t notice. You look up at Peter with a cheeky smile.

- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -

Midtown won the Decathlon, everyone shot up from their seats, jumping up and down hugging each other. Peter gave you a long hug, that brought your feet up from the floor slightly. But quickly put you down when people started to stare. Everyone came up to you with hugs and high fives. But when Flash came up…

“Hey what’s that?” Flash says pointing at your neck. Your eyes widen as you take a step back from Flash’s hug. You quickly cover your neck with your hair again.

“Nothing,” You say, looking around to see if anyone noticed what Flash said. Luckily everyone was just celebrating their victory.

“Woah woah, don’t say nothing. Who was it?” Flash asks with a teasing smile on his lips. You shake your head, as your face quickly reddened.

“Who was what?” You say innocently.

“Who did you fuck last night.” Flash says quietly knowing you were on the lookout. Flash wasn’t being mean, you knew that, but there are so many people you can’t just say you had sex with Peter.

“Wh-whatttt,” You say trying to play it off. “I didn’t fuck anyone.”

“C’mon y/n, I know what a hickey looks like, and I also remember giving condoms to everyone, so just tell me who it was. I won’t say anything.” Your debating now. Should you tell him. It’s not like you can’t trust him, you know him. He stood up for you on many occasions. But he does have a big mouth. He can’t stay quiet. Butttttt he has been really open to you, ever since you guys became friends, Flash has trusted you with almost every secret. He told you things he’s never told anyone. It wouldn’t be fair to hide things from him. And you couldn’t lie. Fuck, I’m gonna tell him.

“Peter,” You whisper in his ear. You shouldn’t have.

“PARKER?!” Everyone falls silent, all turning around to face you and Flash. Flash does a fake laugh, “Oh um sorry just needed to congratulate Peter that’s all.” Flash says as he makes his way to Peter, giving him a pat on the shoulder. Peter looks at you questionably, you quickly mouth out ‘it’s fine’. Flash comes back to you this time whisper yelling. “Parker?!” You push his shoulder teasingly.

“Yes, Parker.” You say imitating his voice. Flash rolls his eyes.

“Since when was that a thing,” Flash says easing up a bit. He was overprotective of you, not in a jealous way, but because he cared about you in a sister-brother type of relationship, and you found it sweet.

“I don’t know, I just…I like him,” You say as your eyes fall on Peter talking to one of the other decathlon students. Flash watches you, seeing the smile on your face when you see Peter. He knows Peter and he knows you, he couldn’t think of anyone better to be with you.

“He’s good. You got lucky.” Flash says as he looks at Peter too. You turn your head to face Flash, a teasing smile on your lips.

“So you approve, father.” Flash bumps his shoulder against yours.

“Shut up.” His eyes met yours, “I’m just looking out for you… and yes I approve.” You both laugh, as you hugged it out. Flash went to go talk to some other people. Peter made his way over to you.

“What was that all about.” He says, his eyes following Flash, but returning to yours.

“He knows…about us.” Peter doesn’t seemed shocked. He knew you’d tell Flash, considering how close the two of you got. But he had a smile plastered on his face. “What are you smiling about,” you say as a smile tugs on your lips as well.

“I just didn’t know there was an us,” Yes, you guys shared some kisses and exchanged I love you’s, but this made it official, at least for Peter and you.

“Shut up. Does the whole confession and sex thing not make it official.” You tease.

“Well I wouldn’t mind doing the sex thing again as a reminder.” Peter whispers as your face becomes red. You see a smirk appear on Peter’s face. You always made him blush, but now he can do it to you, knowing that he made you like that.

“Stop doing that,” You say turning around so Peter can’t see you flustered.

“Doing what?” He says turning you around. He still had the teasing smirk on his lips.

“That. Stop doing that.” You say pointing at his face. Peter takes your hand in his, making your cheeks heat up more.

“Fine fine, I’ll stop.” He says letting go of the smirk as a smile appears on his face, wider than ever, is replaced.

“Don’t do that,” you say, making Peter’s shoulders drop.

“Ok I’m not doing anything this time.” He says his thumb now rubbing circles on the back of your hand.

“Yes that smile, it just makes me wanna kiss you.” Peter’s face redness quickly.

“I can’t help my smile.” He says.

“Whatever, I guess we’ll have to wait till we’re alone.” You wink as you turn your back and walk over to Mj and Ned. Peter’s eye’s follow you with pure love. How did he get so lucky, to have you fall in love with him.

- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -

“There’s my girl!” Tony yells as you hop off the bus. You run up to your dad as he embraced you in a hug.

“What are you doing here?” You ask curiously as you pulled away from the hug, wanting to know why he picked you up.

“What, so I’m not allowed to pick up my favorite daughter from her field trip?” He answered sarcastically as you rolled your eyes.

“I’m your only daughter, that you currently know of.” This time Tony rolls his eyes as he puts his hand on your shoulder. This is when Peter comes over, smiling brightly at Tony, but his eyes landing on you, you could practically see the heart eyes.

“What’s up with you kid?” Tony said as his eyes wnet between you and Peter. Peter quickly took his gaze off you and back to Tony.

“Nothing Mr. Stark, just wanted to say hi…um hi.” He gives Tony a small wave. Tony rolls his eyes, still finding it hilarious that Peter still gets nervous around him.

“So is Aunt hottie picking you up,”

“Dad!?” You elbow his rib as he laughs.

“I still love Pepper,” he says, continuing to laugh.

“That’s what I thought,” Peter was holding back his own laughter.

“No, she’s at work, sir.” Tony had a smile plastered on his face.

“Sir? Peter you can just call me Tony it’s been a year and half.” Peter seemed like the ultimate fanboy as he nodded his head with a goofy smile on his face, knowing fully well that he would still call him Mr. Stark. “How about you come back with us to the compound for dinner?” Your eyes brighten at the thought of Peter, your now boyfriend, coming back.

“YES!” He answers a little to quickly. You held in your laughter, as Tony gave Peter a questioning look before gesturing the two of you to the car.

The car ride consisted of Tony sitting between you and Peter and Peter taking stolen glances at you when Tony wasn’t paying attention. The ride back home felt like forever, but when Happy finally pulled over, you quickly raced to open the door before Tony held your wrist.

“Peter, can you give us a minute?” Tony says with a generous smile.

“Yea, of course” Peter exits the car, and so does Happy. You sit back down in the seat as you gave your dad a questioning face.

“What’s up?” you pop the p slightly.

“I just wanted to check on you…” Tony said as he looked deep into your eyes, “I just wanted to know if you were okay last night and if you…you know, got some sleep.”

“Dad I was fine, I literally texted you every hour and called you in the morning and when I got there and when I got on and off the bus-”

“Ok ok, I get it, but you know you can talk to me. You can tell me anything.” You smile at your dad as he embraces you for a hug.

“I know.” Tony pulls away, his eyebrows furrowed when he saw a few purple spots on your neck.

“What’s that,” he says, as he reaches to move your hair aside to get a better look. You quickly move back, slipping out of the car.

“Nothing! I’ll see you at dinner!” You shout as you ran towards the entrance of the compound. Peter was waiting by the door his face lighting up when he sees you coming in. “let’s go,” you whisper shout as you both make it to your room.

You passed by some of the avengers, greeting both of you with hugs, until you finally got to your room. Peter went in first and you closed the door, not bothering to lock it. When you turn back to face Peter, he captures your lips with his. “We’re alone.” He murmurs against your lips.

You smile against his lips, “Yea we are,” Peter hands hold your waist pulling you closer, as he deepens the kiss. Your hands wrap around his neck.

“Jump.” He whispers. You don’t hesitate to listen, Peter held the bottom of your thighs as your ankles crossed behind his back. Your hands now in his hair as the kid grew more passionate and love thirsty. You guys hadn’t kissed since that night, and you both missed the feeling of each other.

Peter sat you down on the bed, as he crawled on top, your lips still connected. His hands were everyone, and so were yours. Peter started kissing your jaw and your neck-

Knock knock

Peter quickly gets off you and you both stand on opposite sides of the bed. You turn to Peter, his eyes full of terror. Mr. Stark is going to kill me.

“Who is it?” You say as you sit back on the bed trying to seem normal, as you assured Peter to relax.

“It’s me,” you recognize the voice immediately, you should’ve known it was Steve since he’s the only one that actually knocks around here.

“Come in!” You shout as you get up from your bed making your way to the door. Steve opens the door his face brightens up when he sees you. He traps you in a hug.

If only he knocked too, but at that time you were both a little too far in.

Four months later ————

“Shit y/n-!” Your head bobbed, as you sucked on Peter. Peters head was thrown back as he bit his bottom lip. One hand on your head as the other gripped the sheets tightly. His hips bucked into your mouth as you worked him. Your tongue swirled on his head, Peter letting out a loud moan. You felt his cock twitch in your mouth. “Fuck baby, get up, fuck I need to be in you.” You let his cock go, leaving a small kiss at the tip. Peter helped you up as he flipped the both of you over. His breathing really heavy.

His hand went behind your back as he unclasped your bra. Then he went down to remove your panties. As soon as they were off, and your legs were spread wide for him, he lost it. “Fuck y/n,” he crawls back to you as his eyes flicker between your sparkling eyes and what’s between your legs. “Baby, your so wet.” Your breathing is heavy, your arousal was evident, you really needed him.

“Peter,” you breathe out. Peter smiles as he moves to your nightstand, taking out a condom from the drawer. He ripped the condom open with his teeth, still maintaining eye contact. His eyes traced over your body. He stood on his knees between your legs as he slips on the condom. That’s when he sees your needy eyes. “Peter come on.” You whine, Peter raises his brows.

“So needy are we.” You roll your eyes.

“Your the one who got the boner in the middle of the movie.” You say raising your own eyebrows in a teasing manner. You see the pink coming onto his cheeks.

“Your hands were all over me, mostly near my area, how could I not get a hard-on!” Peter says, as he finally gets the condom fully on.

“Fine, it was the both of us.” You admit, just needing Peters touch. “Just touch me already.” You say. Peter smiles as he makes his way on top of you, taking your lips in his.

“You know I love you.” He says against your lips. You smile, pulling him closer.

“I know, I love you too Pete.”

You and Peter had the compound to yourselves, the rest of the team going on a mission, but deciding to leave you too behind, on a count that your “not needed”. Which was utter bullshit, you just knew your dad didn’t want the two youngest avengers going into something there not sure about. It was an unexpected mission, it came out of nowhere, so it could’ve been small. But Tony wasn’t going to risk it.

You and Peter were watching a movie in the common room, until you guys became a little too touchy feely and that’s how you both ended up in your room doing this.

Little did you know that the team was coming off the quin-jet, all tired of the long three days they had.

“Shit, y-your so tight,” Peter said as he thrusted into you. Your nails were scratching his back as Peter sucked on your neck.

“Faster P-Peter.” You said as your hands gripped the sheets next to you. Peter repositioned himself for a better angle, as he thrusted back into you, hitting your sweet spot. You moaned out loudly in pleasure. Peter knew your body so well, after four months of doing this, he really noted the things you like and dislike.

Peter continued to thrust into you as his lips reattached to your nipple. His eyes flickered up at you then to your hands. Seeing your hands glow slightly, he didn’t stop, he continued to thrust into you and he intertwined your hands. He knew you were close.

It was something that usually happened when you and Peter had sex, it was when you were about to come. Your powers would start to heat up, not to the extent where you needed to blow something up, it was small and it didn’t heat up enough to burn Peter, so he’d hold you. The first time it happened Peter had to pull out and check on you, but the more you guys had sex, Peter would just take your hands. And it would die down as soon as you felt his hands in yours.

“Fuck Peter, your s-so good.” Peter smiled, and thrusted faster, you found out that he had a small praise kink. “You feel so good inside me.” Peter sucked on your neck as he grunted with each thrust.

“So fucking beautiful,” He muttered as he continued to thrust into you. He got so lucky with you. And you got lucky with him. But the only people that knew about this relationship was Bucky and Nat, no one else. That’s what made this even worse.

The team was exhausted, the mission wasn’t big like an alien invasion, but it was still tiring. They all collapsed in the common room. Tony however, wanted to greet his daughter. He just wanted to see if you were alright, and if you didn’t have another ‘episode’ while he was away.  You haven’t had any since the big one on the field four months ago, but Tony couldn’t help it, he’s your father, and fathers check up on their daughters. So that’s how Tony ended up in front of your room. He heard you moan, but sex wasn’t the first thing that came to his mind this time. I really do need a dance party right now, Tony thinks to himself.

So, Tony reached for the door knob already starting to speak, “Are we having another dance par- WHAT THE FUCK?!” You and Peter are both a moaning mess, but as soon as you two hear the voice your heads whip to the door, and you see your dad standing there. Peter instantly, wrapped his body around you, trying to cover you as much as possible. He brought the blanket cover up with his other hand. Tony locked eye’s with you, but he quickly looked over at a pale faced Peter. Without another word, he exits the room.

“What’s wrong?” Clint asked as he saw Tony walk past him and Bucky, going back to the common room, his jaw clenched and hands in tight fists.

“My daughter and intern are fucking,” Bucky’s face turns pale. He stays still not saying a single word. Fuck Tony’s going to kill me.

Peter’s eyes were still fixated on the door. His face pale, he forgot how to breathe. “He’s going to kill me.” His voice was coated with fear. He looked back down shifting a little on top of you. But you don’t seem to be paying attention.

“Shit, shitshitshitshitshit. Peter pull out,” you breathe. Why was he quiet? Why did he just leave like that? Fuck he’s mad, he’s really mad. SHIT!  Peter nodded, pulling out, and sitting upright on the bed.

“What are we going to do?!” Peter said as he looked at you with worried eyes.

“I-I don’t know,” You say, as you thought of all the possible outcomes.

“You don’t know?!” Peter is starting to freak out.

“No I don’t! He seems really mad, what if-” You turn so your looking at Peter. Your eyes look over his face, and you feel the sting in your eyes. “W-what if, what if he makes us break up.” Peter immediately, wraps his arms around you bringing you close to his chest.

“No, y/n that’s not going to happen, because I promised to always be here for you,” Peter pulled away, lifting your chin up so you could see his face, “And I love you, I love you so much y/n, and I’m never going to leave you. Never.” A smile tugs on your lips.

“I love you too Peter,” You lean in, connecting both your lips. Peter deepens it, as his hands slide down your body, you quickly pull away before anything more happens. “But seriously, I think we should talk to him.” Peter nodded, both of you getting up, and throwing your clothes back on.

You and Peter walked into the common room, finding the whole team in the kitchen. As soon as they notice you, you hear Clint and Sam laughing. You rolled your eyes, as you made your way to the couch, were Tony was sitting. Nat and Bucky stood quietly in the corner, too afraid to say anything that might cause them to lose their cover. Thor and  Wanda watched the whole thing carefully, like it was some movie. And Steve, he just had a disappointed expression on.

“Uh Dad?” You say a quietly. You stood a few feet away from him, and Peter stood next to you, picking at the skin on his fingers, something he did when he was nervous.

“What the fuck? What in the actual fucking hell!” Tony says, his eyes shooting up at you. “Really Parker, REALLY,” Tony is now standing, taking a few steps towards the both of you. “After everything, I’ve done for you, THIS  is how you repay me. We had a conversation, an adult, man to man, conversation, and you just throw it out the window like it was garbage-”

“No, Mr. Stark it’s not like that-” Peter says as he finally meets Tony’s eyes, completely regretting it.

“DoN’T Interrupt ME!” Tony shouts as he paces around the living space. “How-what- WHEN when did this start.” Tony stopped as he pointed between you and Peter.

“Four months.” You answer, knowing you should be the one speaking now.

“FOUR MONTHS!” Tony glares at Peter, as he takes a few more steps towards Peter, making Peter take a few steps back. “You’ve been fucking my daughter for four months?” Tony’s voice is stern and not at all how he usually is. There was no hint of sarcasm, or ‘I’m kidding’, Tony was mad.

“No- I-I mean yes, but it’s not just the sex Mr. Stark, I care about her, she’s my whole world-” Peter says as he tries to defend his case.

“We talked about this, Peter we talked about her, do you not remember,” Tony’s voice lowered, as he sounded more disappointed and more protective than mad.

“I do remember, I do-”

“Then why would you do this? Why? Why on earth would you go behind my back and do that?” Tony sounded hurt, but also very protected. God dammit you were his little girl, he would be damned if he let another guy touch you, not after everything that’s happened.

“I love her Mr. Stark, I love your daughter and I’d do anything for her.” Peter stood his ground, like he told you. He looked into your father’s eyes, every word that left his lips full of truth and love. Tony was taken aback about what he just heard. He looked back towards you, then back at Peter.

“You love him?” He asked you softly.

“I do dad, I really do love him.” That’s when Tony relaxed. His face relaxed and body tension all swept away. He’s never heard you say that about anyone, other than him and your fellow avengers family. Tony opened his arms, gesturing you to come. You were in his arms in a matter of seconds, letting out a sigh of relief.

“Okay,” he says, stroking your hair. You pull away, a bright smile on your face.

“Really!!” You were practically jumping in his arms, but Tony quickly looked back at Peter.

“Yes, BUT I swear to god if you hurt her Parker, if you leave her or break her, I will hunt you down, and make sure you know what real pain is.” Peter let out a nervous chuckle as he rubbed the back of his neck. But Tony gave him a harder glare, Peter quickly nodding his head.

“Y-Yes sir,  understood. I would never do anything to hurt her, I’d rather die than make her feel any kind of pain, I wouldn’t be able to live with myself if I caused her any pain. I’m always going to protect her.” Peter answered with full truth. Tony’s heart practically leaped out of his chest. He knew Peter was a good kid, but after hearing that and looking into his eyes, he knew that Peter would do anything and everything to protect you. And you would do the same for him. Tony out of instinct pulls Peter into a hug. Peter was shocked at first, but embraces his mentor, in the hug. That’s when you three hear the claps and ‘a wwww’s in the background. You all turn to see the team, completely forgetting that they were standing there the whole time.

“I knew they were perfect for each other,” Nat said.

“Yea but I found out first and technically I knew about Peter’s crush first,” Bucky said to Nat.

“Yea, but y/n told me the first time they kissed and the first time they had sex, so sucks to suck.” Nat says smiling to herself for knowing more than Bucky did.

“I don’t suck, because who was the one that kept there cover. Huh? Me, I did!” Bucky said smiling proudly, knowing Nat couldn’t say anything else. But both their smiles are swept away when Tony’s voice rises.

“YOU BOTH KNEW?!!!” Nat and Bucky turn and meet Tony’s eyes. “AND YOU LIED FOR THEM?!”

“No- uh Tony- Fuck!” Bucky yeets out of the room, knowing fully well that Tony would kill him. Nat on the other hand, didn’t give a shit.

“Yea, and?” is all she said. Tony just stared back at her, knowing fully well that he couldn’t do anything.

“Anyone up to watch a movie?” Peter chripped, everyone looking at each other, shrugging.

“Why not,” Sam says as he jumps over the couch taking a seat. The rest of the team make there way to the living room, still in their suits, but not caring. Some sat on the couches and some comfortably sitting on the floor.  You sat next to Peter in the corner of one of the couches, his arm wrapping around your waist pulling you closer. Taking the invitation, you rest your head on his shoulder.

Clint flipped through the movies, Sam yelling for him to stop moving through the list so fast. Wanda and Nat were quietly talking as Steve eavesdropped on their conversation. Thor stretched out on the floor, with a bowl of popcorn on his lap munching loudly. Vision and Rhodey sat beside Tony. Bucky soon came back, taking the seat farthest from Tony. Tony didn’t do anything though, only shooting death glares at him every time they locked eyes. And you, well you watched the whole scene that was happening around you. After all the restless nights, and reckless days, all the pain and blood, you were finally were your supposed to be. You were with your family and that’s all that mattered.

I Finally Found My Way.

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A/N: So that was the end of the series, hoped you guys liked the series, I’d love to get feedback. But I’m I’ll be opening requests really soon, it’s just that I had a few ideas for small one shots. I also have an idea for another Peter series, but I’m not going to start it right away, because I want a chance to do some of your requests :)

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Ahhhhhhh Excuse me but I didn’t agree to die. All jokes this was a awesome read, can’t wait to read more.

Labyrinth

Peter Parker x Stark!Reader

A/N: is this the first piece of writing I’ve ever posted here? Yes. Am I a bit nervous? Yes. For the wonderful @hazsterfield writing challenge.

Prompt: “Please, just stay a little longer.”

Summary: Getting trapped in a death maze constructed by a psycho killer isn’t exactly how you expected this fight to go. 

Warnings: ANGST omg, blood, peril, light swearing? 

Word Count: 3k (wow, I got a little out of hand)

God, dad is gonna kill me after this one.

I mean, it’s not my fault right? Who could’ve predicted the psychos we were fighting would’ve built trap doors right into the ground of the battle field?

Not the Avengers, I guess.

Long story short, I convinced my dad to let me come to one of the “Big Fights”, which doesn’t happen particularly often. But this time Peter was given the ok, so I gave my dad an earful about injustice and my years of training until he gave in.

Tony Stark was kind of a push over when it came to me.

Anyway, so there we were, fighting an army of bots and soldiers run by a man who had been terrorizing the public with puzzles of death, and who was also very persistent about defeating the Avengers (as it was, of course, his last step to completing world domination, blah blah blah) when I drop straight down through a sudden opening in the earth. And suddenly I’m alone, in a maze of puzzles of death.

Great. You can bet I’m fucking grounded.

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Life continues part 77

so I have a  c in math and I didn’t know why because I understand most of the content, so I contemplated why. I have come to the conclusion that I don’t care, like I have no motivation to do it like freshmen year. The thing that drove me to get a’s in all of my classes was the fear/disappointment from my mother. But that STRESSED the FUCK out of me. and I aint doing that again.

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Moved On

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Summary: After being rejected by her childhood crush, Steve Harrington, the reader looks for comfort in Billy Hargrove. 

It had been two months since Nancy and Steve broke up. And only a month since he stopped coming over to my house a couple times a week sobbing about her. Nancy… it was a shitty breakup. She led him on, told him she loved him, and then cheated on him. He was busted up, he was arranging his future around staying with her.

I always had feelings for Steve. The two of us grew up together, he was the neighbor across the street from me. He was my first kiss… when we were six years old. He lost his favorite tonka truck and when I found it for him, he planted a big ol’ kiss right on my lips.

We were attached at the hip throughout middle school, always doing our homework together, going to each other’s games and recitals. He and Nancy broke up, and I determined it was time to make my move.

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Bitch, I’m crying, this is amazing

Spill Your Guts or Fill Your Guts (Tom Hiddleston Edition).

Summary: Tom and you go to the Late Late Show with James Corden and some secrets come out. 

Word count: 2.4k+.

Pairing(s): Tom Hiddleston x Reader.

Warning(s): cursing.

Author’s Note: this was requested by @hiddlestonstansworld! I hope you enjoy it love! 

You and Tom were on your seventh month anniversary when you went to The Late Late Show with James Corden. Backstage, you two were on the same room watching the show from a TV while sitting on a couch.

“What do you think of this one?” You show him a picture: you in pajamas, him in a suit. It was before the GQ Awards. He was grabbing you by the waist, both of you smiling at each other. “Is it suggestive enough?”

He frowned. “We have more suggestive pictures,” he replied, a smirk on his face.

“I’m not about to post a picture of us kissing.”

Tom sighed. “Love, we don’t have to come forward if  you don’t want to.”

“But you want to,” you said. “And I want to, too, just… it makes me nervous. The reactions and…,” you sighed.

“I know.”

He grabbed one of your hands and kissed the back. You put that same hand on his cheek, caressing his skin with your thumb.

You heard a knock on the door. “Come on in,” you allowed.

A crew member opened the door, not even having time to notice your situation. She just said, “Time for you, guys.”

Tom got up first and you stretched your arms, him helping you out of the couch and walking behind you with a hand on your back like he always did.

You two stood behind a curtain as James began the introduction. “You guys ready to eat some nasty shit?” She asked you.

“Hm… Yes?” You mumbled, making Tom chuckle.

“(Y/N) (Y/L/N) and Tom Hiddleston, everybody!”

The curtains opened and the audience greeted you with cheers and applause. You waved at them, smiling. Tom shook James’ hand and you gave him two kisses, one in each cheek, gotten used to greeting like that after being in England for a while.

“C’mon, c’mon. (Y/N), you go there.”

It was a round table filled with inedible food that stunk. You caught a couple of names: cow’s tongue and sardine smoothie.

“Oh my Gosh, this smells disgusting,” you stated.

At the table, you were on the right side and Tom sat across from you, James in the seat that faced the audience.

“So, how you guys doing?” James asked you two.

“I was fine until I smelled all this stuff,” you answered.

“Oh, and wait till you eat it. It’s repulsive,” James joked, the audience laughing. “These are the rules: Tom will ask me a question, I’ll ask (Y/N) and she’ll ask Tom. For each question, you have to pick a food if the person decides not to answer the very personal question,” he explained. “So, this is our menu for the day…” The camera did a close-up. “A cow’s tongue, sardine smoothie…”

“Christ…” Tom mumbled.

“Clam juice, a thousand-year-old egg, calf’s brain…”

“Fuck, that stinks.”

“Bird saliva; cod sperm, which I’m still not sure how they get; and our old, classic buddy: bull’s penis.”

“This is the last time I come to your show, James,” you stated.

James and the crowd laughed. “So… who wants to go first?”

You kept quiet, chuckling to yourself. Tom sighed. “I’ll make the sacrifice.”

“Okay, very good!” James clapped. “I applaud your bravery, sir. (Y/N), pick a food for Mr. Hiddleston here.”

You were going to spin the table, but instead, you asked, “Can I read the question first?”

“Sure, sure.”

When you read the question, you chuckled and blushed at the same time. “Since I’m not sure if you’re going to answer or not, I’ll give you… the thousand-year-old egg..” You spun the table until the thousand-year-old eggs were in front of him. They had green and blue colours.

Tom chuckled. He took one of the small, invisible cups out of the three and smelled. He squinted strongly and shivered. “That’s repulsive,” Tom commented.

“Tom, you’re a renowned, talented actor who has done over twenty movies, nineteen TV shows, and ten plays…” The audience began applauding. “Yes!” You clapped as well. When it died down, you continued the question. “Have you ever… done any of those characters in bed? And if so, which one?”

Tom’s jaw dropped. James was laughing hysterically and you were jumping up and down on your chair, excited about the outcome.

You knew the answer to this question.

“You’re joking!” Tom exclaimed.

“That’s what the card says!” You said, leaving the card on a side.

Tom sighed, passing his index fingers through his brows, looking at the egg in front of him, deciding whether or not to answer the question. “What’s it gonna be, Tom?”

He smelled the egg again. “I can’t eat this.”

“Then answer,” you suggested, a smirk on your face.

Tom lied back on his chair, rubbing his jaw. Then, he dropped the bomb, “Loki. I’ve done Loki.”

The audience rioted. You started dancing on your chair, smiling. James couldn’t hold back his laughter. “I can’t believe it!” James exclaimed.

“I can!” You replied. “You shall kneel before your new king, Loki, of Asgard,” you imitated Tom as Loki, the audience laughing and James clapping.

“Next!” Tom said, attempting to divert the attention from his recent confession. “James, your turn.” Tom read the question first and bit his lower lip to keep the laugh in, but he snorted. He spun the table, James landing on the: “Bird saliva.”

“You’re an evil man, Hiddleston.”

Tom cleared his throat, a mischievous smile on his face. “James; you’re the producer of Drop the Mic and are often invited to rap battle other artists, but you almost never win even when some of your rhymes are better than the ones from your opponent. So, is it true that the show is rigged?”

James looked at this crew as the audience laughed. “Who wrote these?!” He exclaimed. “No!” James defended himself for around forty-five seconds before drinking from the bird’s saliva… and puking it in a bucket. “That’s fucking disgusting.” The audience laughed. “Okay, (Y/N), since you made Tom confess he roleplays in bed, I will give you…” Tom chuckled. “The clam juice.”

You winced. “I can smell it from here…” The confession made the audience laugh. You sighed. “Hit me.”

James read the question to himself and chuckled. “(Y/N)…”

“Yes?”

“Your character in Avengers: Infinity War, Karma, died during Thanos’ snap; but a photograph from set got leaked last week, where we see your character in a new suit…” James took out the photograph, showing it to the audience.

“No!” You shouted, burying your face in your hands.

Tom couldn’t stop laughing. “So, my question is… what is the truth?”

You took a deep breath, one of your hands in a glass of clam juice. “You want to know the truth?”

“Yeah!”

“Well, the truth is…”

And you chugged down half a glass of clam juice pinching your nose. The audience was clapping and you heard shouting, James was laughing like crazy and Tom was supporting you, exclaiming:

“Yes! Yes! Yes!”

You left the glass back on the table and drank water. You looked at James straight in the eye. “…I ain’t no snitch, Corden.”

James and you laughed hysterically as Tom clapped. When the audience settled down, you asked Tom how much he’d made during his time at the MCU… He ate the bull’s penis and proceeded to spit it in a bucket.

Tom asked James when was the last time he’d had sex… and James answered, confessing he did the Devil’s Tango the night before.

James asked you what castmate you liked the least from Avengers: Infinity War, and you wouldn’t have hesitated to eat up… if a calf’s brain wasn’t staring at you.

“I know who this one is,” Tom informed.

“You do?” James inquired.

“Truth be told, I liked him while shooting, just afterwards…” You grunted, putting aside the calf’s brain. “Dave Bautista,” you admitted.

Tom’s eyes widened. “I can’t believe you said it,” he said, his voice almost drowned by the audience’s noise and James’ loud reaction.

“I was not going to eat that!” You took a deep breath.

“Gosh, this tea is scalding,” James said. “(Y/N), time to ask Tom a question.”

When you grabbed the card and read the question, your eyes went wide and your heartbeat sped up. You could feel your hands starting to sweat.

You spun the table. “A cow’s tongue,” you said, “for the answer to the following question…“ You tried your best for your voice not to come out shaky since your legs were going up and down under the table. “Tom, how many of the relationships you’ve had haven’t gone public? Name those people.”

You remained silent.

If it had to be there, then it had to be. You weren’t going to force Tom to eat a cow’s tongue if he could tell the truth…

“Wait, no. No naming. That’s an invasion of privacy of people who aren’t comfortable with that information being out in the open,” Tom demanded.

“I think that’s cool,” you supported him.

“Very well… Tom, speak now or eat the cow’s tongue.”

“Well… I believe the only serious relationship I’ve had that hasn’t gone public is the one with my current partner.” You heard gasps from the crowd and one from James. “She’s not certain about, you know, telling everyone, so I gave her the option to come forward when she wanted to, and how she wanted to.”

You grinned, your heart fuzzy from the statement. “Whoa, mate… And do you love her?” James inquired.

“Like a moth loves the light, James.”

Tom had confessed his love for a woman on live television. He’d never done anything like that…

Was he that sure about you two?

And as Tom asked James a question about which kid he preferred and made him drink a sardine smoothie, you admired Tom:

He was wearing a blue suit without a tie, his hair was perfectly done and brushed and he didn’t have his glasses, his eyes available for everyone to see clearly.

He was well-mannered, but also laid-back. He was professional but funny at the same time. He was that person that could make your IQ go up thirty points and could dance to any genre of music (even salsa). Everyone liked him… and how could they not? He had that smile. The kind of smile that kept you warm during the winter.

The kind of smile that outshined the sun.

“Okay, (Y/N), last question.” You snapped out of your train of thought when James mentioned your name. This time, he read the question first. He laughed to himself.

“Stop,” you requested.

“Okay, okay. Since I want to make sure you’ll answer this, we’ll go with the…” He spun the table, stopping it in front of three small cups of what seemed to be tiny, white pudding-textured sausages. “…Cod’s sperm.”

“How dare you?” You told James. “How…”

“You’re gonna have to answer the question.” James cleared his throat. “(Y/N), you admitted to a fan in Watch What Happens Live with Andy Cohen that you had a partner…”

The crowd went, “Uhhh.”

“Is that relationship still going? And if so, who are they?” James finished the question.

Tom pursed his lips. You brought the cod sperm to your nose, and you gagged when you smelled it.

“Nope, no, definitely not gonna happen.” You put the sperm back on its tray. “I wouldn’t feed this to my siblings, and I’ve fed them some shit.”

The audience laughed. “So what are you gonna do?” Tom inquired.

You could see it in his eyes: he wanted you to answer, but he’d never say it. He’d never pressure you to do it if you weren’t ready.

But you were.

“I do have a partner,” you confessed. James’ jaw dropped. “He is… kind and intelligent and talented and…” You stared right into Tom’s eyes, “…he’s sitting across from me.”

The audience gasped and cackled to James’ reaction. “WHAT?!” James looked at you both back and forth. “You… and you…”

“Yep,” Tom confirmed.

James’ eyes widened and his mouth opened. “James!” You snapped your fingers in front of him, bringing him back to reality.

“This was Spill Your Guts or Fill Your Guts with Marvel Sweethearts, Tom Hiddleston and (Y/N) (Y/L/N)! We’ll be right back!”

Marvel Sweethearts became a term in the Marvel fandom that same night. It was two-and-thirty in the morning, and Tom was waiting for you outside as you picked up your things from the room.

You’d taken off your heels and replaced them with slippers.

“You ready?” He asked you when you walked out.

“Yes, sir.”

“Let me.” He took your bag and put it over his shoulder.

People in the hallway were already clearing out to go home since the show had ended.

“Thanks.”

“No, thank you,” he replied and you frowned, encountering his blue, harmonious eyes gazing back at yours. “I know it wasn’t easy to make our relationship public, so…”

“No, actually it was.”

Tom’s the one who frowned this time. “What?”

“Yeah…” You held his hand. “I realised that I wanted to share with the world that the person I go home to every night is the brightest star in the sky… and in Hollywood, just that people haven’t realised it yet.”

He chuckled and kissed the back of your hand, pecking you on the lips afterwards. “Let’s go home, love.”

You nodded, offering him a half smile. “Yeah, let’s.”

And you walked through the hallway to make your way out of the building while holding hands.

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Starlight Saviour (Chapter One) -- Billy Hargrove

*My masterlist link can be found in my blog description*

Summary: Being Steve Harrington’s younger sister and the notorious girlfriend of Billy Hargrove is hell. Especially when your boyfriend becomes infected and you’re the only one willing to step between him and the monster.

Warnings: blood and gore, angst

Pairing: Billy Hargrove x fem!Harrington!reader

Word Count: 2,800+

A/N: This is based entirely on the trailers we’ve seen, and has nothing to do with the actual outcome of ST3 (sadly). So, when the new season does drop, RIP Billy and RIP this piece of work whOOPS. Also, if your name is crossed out in the taglist, that means I am unable to tag you and you need to fix it before the next update, or else you’ll be removed from the tags. Thank you, and I hope you guys enjoy this!

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If your family doesn’t accept your sexuality or gender identity, I am now your family and I love you.