Ahhhhhhh!!!!! I’m really excited for this series
Summary: After a party and quite a lot of drinking Y/n Stark finds herself in quite a predicament // Part Two
Warnings: teen pregnancy, language
Author’s Note: I guess this is a multiple part thing now? Also I’m not from nyc so the times it takes to get from place to place is definitely not accurate it’s probably more like a couple hours but whatever
Once I got to my room and calmed my breathing, Bucky and Steve sat down on the foot my bed.
“How’d it happen, kiddo?”
“I-I went to a party with Peter. We got d-drunk and the next thing I knew I w-woke up next to him.” I told them, my hiccups interrupting.
“How far along are you?” Steve sounded disappointed.
“Four and a half months.” They both snapped their heads from the floor to me.
“And you haven’t had any prenatal care?” Bucky started.
“Or ultrasounds?” Steve finished. I shook my head as I wiped away tears with the back of my hand.
They both embraced me from the side as my gasps and hiccups slowed. “If you need anything-“
Steve was interrupted by pounding on the door. “Y/n Stark open this fucking door right now.” I flinched back on instinct. “Unlock the fucking door Y/n!”
Steve got up and opened the door making sure to put his body between me and my livid father.
“Rogers move.” He growled.
“No Tony, you need to calm down.”
Bucky shoved me over to my closet and threw me a bag. “You need to get out of here. He’s not going to calm down anytime soon.” I nodded and started to throw random articles of clothing into the bag. I grabbed a toothbrush and toothpaste out of my bathroom and stood in the middle of my room as Steve tried to persuade my Dad to calm down.
Bucky grabbed my shoulder and spun me around. “I’m gonna help Steve push him into the hallway and block him, okay? You’re gonna run. Don’t take the elevator he’ll shut it down. Run until you can’t feel your legs. Go to Peter’s.” I nodded as I hugged him.
“Thank you.” I took a deep breath as he walked up to Steve and placed an arm around his waist, whispering something into his ear.
Not a second after my dad had been pushed into the hallway and I took off running. I only heard the faint screams of my dad but didn’t stop as I blocked them out.
I whipped myself around the corner of the staircase and opted to slide down the rail instead of run down them. Four minutes later I was down the stairs and running out the front door, ignoring the strange looks from the staff and passerby in the lobby.
I ran until my lungs begged for oxygen and legs burned and tingled. No less then twenty minutes later I was at Peter’s front door on the verge of passing out. May caught me in her arms.
“Honey what happened?” She asked worriedly.
“My dad…found out…very angry…” I said in between pants. She pulled me closer and offered me a cup of water, which I gladly accepted.
I tried to pull together my thoughts as I sipped the water slowly. My eyes raced around the room in front of me, looking for a suitable place to zone out.
I was on the cusp of letting my eyes flutter closed when May walked back into the room, cellphone in hand.
“I just got off the phone with Peter and the doctor’s office.” I sat up straight and listened attentively. “Peter’s on his way home right now, he just had some Spidey business to take care of and my doctor can take you for an emergency appointment right now.”
“Emergency?” I almost whispered. “Is something wrong?”
“Well you’re halfway through your pregnancy and haven’t had any prenatal care, I’d assume.” I nodded. “So they want to get you in and make sure everything’s okay.”
I exhaled deeply and bit my lip as I leaned my head back against the back of the couch.
“Why is he like this? I know I fucked up, but I need someone right now.” I lifted my head to look at May.
“He just needs time sweetie that’s all. He’ll come around.” She sat next to me and started to rub my arm comfortingly.
“But what if he doesn’t? What if I’m stuck on the run from him forever? I know he wants me to have an abortion, I know it, but I don’t want one, I want this baby. I want my baby.” I said leaning into her touch.
“If he doesn’t want you with this baby, then so be it, we’re your family too now.” I gave May a small smile before our conversation was cut short by Peter bursting through his bedroom door, mask still on.
“What happened?” He asked grabbing the top of his mask and pulling it off before throwing it into his room.
“My dad found out. He’s not happy.” The panic on his face was replaced with sadness and sympathy. He walked over and placed a kiss on my cheek.
“It’ll be alright.” I gave a small nod.
“Alright guys, we have an appointment to get to.” May announced.
Peter helped me up and out of the building, no matter how many times I told him I was fine.
It was a short ride and short wait as we went to the hospital May worked at. I laid down on the paper covered table as the doctor beside me readied the machine in front of her.
“So you haven’t had any previous care done by a professional?” She asked as she typed away at her computer.
“No ma’am.”
“And you’re four and a half months along?” I nodded my head and waited for another question, but none came.
“Alright Ms. Stark,” she enunciated ‘Stark’ as if it meant anything to me. Everybody knew who I was and doctor-patient confidentiality confirmed that no one else would know unless she didn’t want her job anymore and was fine with thousands of dollars of fines. “I’m just gonna put this on your belly now.” She gestured towards the gel-like liquid in her right hand.
“Okay.” It came out as barely a whisper and truth be told, I was terrified that I somehow fucked up this baby like I fucked everything else in my life up. I closed my eyes in an attempt to stop tears from falling whenI felt the cold gel on my stomach. I didn’t open my eyes as the technician moved the gel around with the wand, or when I heard her typing away at something. I didn’t open my eyes until she removed the product from my stomach and began to speak.
“Well she looks awfully healthy for a baby that hasn’t had any care. I’d say you’re pretty lucky.” I repalyed that sentence in my head over and over again until it finally clicked.
“S-She?”
“Oh my God, I’m so sorry, did you not want to know?” The doctor flailed to cover up her mistake.
“No! It’s fine, I wanted to! T-Thank you.” I could feel tears start to prick the corners of my eyes.
The doctor pressed her hand to the center of her chest, “Oh, okay. Thank goodness! Well then, you’re good to go.”
I thanked her once again before meeting May and Peter outside the room.
Peter stood up almost immediately, “So how’d it go?”
I bit my lip to try to suppress my grin, “We’re having a girl, Pete.” I watched his face light up as he let out a small giggle.
“A baby girl?” I nodded as he picked me up and kissed me.
“Baby, put me down. We’re in public.” I squealed.
I looked past Peter to May, who had a smile on her face. I embraced her as well, thanking her for her once again.
We made our way out to May’s car making sure to pull up our hoodies and put on sunglasses to reassure that no civilians would recognize us.
We were here on our way home when Peter’s phone wouldn’t stop buzzing.
“Peter just pick up your damn phone please.”
“I already know who it is.” He said not even bothering to look into the back seat where I was.
“If it’s my Dad then just answer it for Christ’s sake.” I groaned, “I can’t stand the buzzing.”
He sighed loudly before picking up the phone.
“What’s up Mr. Stark?”
“Nope I haven’t seen Y/n. Why?”
“She ran away? Why?”
“She’s pregnant?”
“Alright I have to go Mr. Stark I’ll let you know if I find her.” He ended the call before muttering, “Bullshit,” under his breath.
“Peter, you didn’t have to lie to him. I can hold my own.”
“I’m not letting him near you. We both know he doesn’t want this baby and he’ll do whatever he needs to make sure we don’t have it.” He looked back and took my hand in his. “I love you.”
“I love you too.” I picked up my own phone for the first time in a couple hours just to find hundreds of texts from the team and my dad. I rolled my eyes and ignored them, opting to check twitter instead. Some of the things people post make me laugh even if I’m in one of the shittiest places of my life.
I was was expecting stupid memes or stories that probably didn’t happen but instead I got smacked with news story upon news story.
‘Y/n Stark? Pregnant? The young Stark was seen exiting a hospital with her boyfriend, Peter Parker and his guardian this afternoon. Stark was wearing baggy clothes compared to her normal tight, fashionable clothing. Tony Stark was nowhere to be seen, what does this say about their relationship and current situation. Stay posted with current updates here!’
“Bull-fucking-shit.” I muttered under my breath.
“What’s wrong, babe?” Peter turned to look at me.
“Paparazzi saw us leaving the hospital and now the whole world thinks I’m pregnant, which I mean I am but no one else is supposed to know that. And they even pointed out that my dad wasn’t there. What the fuck. I’m screwed.”
Peter gave a small laugh, “It’s alright we’ll figure it out.”
“Now my Dad is going to know that you know now though.” I bit my lip until the taste of copper shocked my tastebuds.
“We’ll figure it out.”
“I hope so.”
I stared out the window and watched Avengers Tower become smaller and smaller as we drove further and further into Queens.
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“Hey, guys, how was your night?” May asked Ned and Peter as they strolled into the kitchen the next morning. She sipped her coffee while flipping through the day’s newspaper.
Peter looked down at his shoes, smiling at the night’s events. “It was, you know, pretty normal,” he answered, pulling on a sweater. He quickly packed Caden’s Spider-Man sweatshirt carefully into his bag before May could ask any questions.
“Yeah, we didn’t do much. It’s not like we were out stopping robbers or anything,” Ned commented which earned him a look from Peter as they sat down to eat breakfast.
May brought the boys over pancakes, smiling at them. “Well, I sure hope not. That’s pretty dangerous, don’t you think? Now, eat up.”
They obliged, eating the chocolate chip pancakes hungrily. Peter took a drink of his chocolate milk, smiling at his aunt. “So, how was date night?” he asked, smirking a bit.
Ned chuckled, looking at Peter’s aunt expectantly. May rolled her eyes at the two, smiling despite the stares. “We both had a nice time,” she checked her watch absentmindedly. “No more questions, you two. Peter, I’ll see you when I get home from work, alright?”
Peter nodded, smiling up at his aunt. She pulled on her jacket and kissed the top of his head. “Bye, boys!” she called out, waving to them.
“Breakfast was delicious!” Ned replied loudly before she shut the door behind her. He chuckled, nudging Peter with his elbow. “So, May was home late last night…” he said, giving Peter a smirk.
Peter scrunched his nose, sighing at Ned. “Dude, I really don’t want to think about my aunt’s sex life, thank you very much.”
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This sounds really awesome
Pairing: Steve Harrington X Reader X Billy Hargrove
Begins in Season 2.
Summary: You thought you escaped the world of science experiments and torture when you walk out of that lab. However, high school has other plans, somehow you end up as unlikely friends and love interests to the two most desired boys in school. Not to mention monsters from another dimension and a little girl named El from your past that just won’t seem to leave you alone. Maybe that lab wasn’t as bad as you thought, at least there people left you alone.
Chapter 1: The Odd Day
At age five you could read minds.
By the age of six years old you had already learned how to deceive the men working for the lab. Nobody would ever suspect a small child learning such a thing and yet you were no ordinary child.
By age seven you had learned how to manipulate the minds of the men around you with a few words.
By age eight they had caught onto what you were doing and made it so you couldn’t talk. You knew you had to be smarter and sneakier.
By age nine you figured out you could make them bend to your will with a touch. Nobody touches you anymore.
By ten you could make them bend to your will with a thought if you concentrated hard enough.
By eleven you knew you had to make them forget.
It took three whole years.
At age fourteen, you made them forget. Then you disappeared.
The man is in his 40s and balding with a round belly and white lab coat. You gaze at him almost in boredom as he deletes your files from the computer and the surveillance footage. You had been eating away at every mind in the facility for the past few weeks. Your plan is foolproof. When he is finished you know you need to do one more thing. You have him lead you to Martin Brenner. You follow him into the room before you make the man before you collapse into an unconscious state. Brenner gets up at the sudden disturbance and gazes at you in shock. You tilt your head in contemplation before you open your hand indicating you want the file. You watch as his eyes glaze over and he reaches in his desk for your file.
He goes to hand you the file and you grasp his hand making the man freeze.
“You are to forget me. You will never think of me again. You will forever leave me alone.”
You turn on your heel and walk away. After years of reading the minds of the workers and studying their every move within the lab you knew your way out. For a moment, guilt washes over you as you hear the forlorn yells a little girl as she screamed for her ‘Papa.’ That man is not her papa and you want to take her with you, as bad as it is in here, you know little of out there and that world is no place for a child of ten.
You do a sweep of the lab making sure you haven’t forgotten anything. The gloves they forced onto you in order to control you, now just help you not to leave any traces behind. When you get to the guards you have them wipe all the new surveillance footage before you wipe their minds and walk casually out of the gates and into the forest.
You understand the concept of family. You had seen them in the minds of the men. You saw happiness and love in family. You saw safety and security.
You walk through the woods until you get to a road. Since you don’t have a car you just start walking.
You aren’t sure how much time has passed when a car comes speeding toward you but you’re surprised when a familiar face is staring back at you. Melanie Summers is a labtech at the facility and someone whose memory you had a harder time of erasing.
“Get in,” She says with finality.
You regard her for a moment and wonder if you should trust her. A gentle probe of her mind and you know.
You get into the car and she rushes off down the road.
“I can’t believe you actually made it out….” she says more to herself than you, “How did you do it?”
You regard her silently for a moment. You had spent years muzzled like a rabid animal so you couldn’t speak. They didn’t talk to you. Melanie had been the only one to treat you like a person. She had lost a child and apparently you reminded her of her daughter.
“I plan for long time.”
She nods in understanding, “Where are you going to go?”
“Anywhere that is not there.”
Talking hurts too much so the next time she asks a question you just shrug your shoulders. Perhaps you should be more grateful to this woman who is risking her life to help you, or maybe you should leave and never return. ‘I’ll stay with her until I know where to go, then I’ll leave…’
That had been the plan anyway. That had been three years ago now and now high school almost made you want to go back to the lab. Teenagers are cruel and your odd mannerisms had made you quite the target for snide remarks and judgement. Imagine going to high school and knowing exactly what everyone thinks about you.
Mostly echoes of ‘freak’ or ‘weirdo’ haunt your mind through every interaction. Every minute thing about your appearance and mannerisms to the fact that you are smart attracted the disdain of your peers.
You had somehow garnered teachers pet status due to your intelligence and your boredom. Well, perhaps not that last bit…
This is why you get paired up with Steve ‘The Hair’ Harrington in your science class. This makes you want to actually poke your eyes out with a spork. The plastic ones from the cafeteria… spork.
You heave a sigh as you glance to your right and roll your eyes at the male sitting next to you as he tries to balance a pencil on his upper lip.
“So what are we doing?” He asks eventually when you don’t offer to speak to him.
You turn and look over at him before you shrug and continue to look through your science book.
‘Great… I got stuck with the freak… I hope she doesn’t go all Carrie on everyone…’
You heave another sigh at the thought that drifts from his mind. You shake the thought away as you turn from him and gaze out the window. You open your science book to a page about chemical reactions and slide it over to him.
“I’ll handle it,” you say with finality before you close the book and stuff in your bag a moment before the bell rings.
‘Like hell am I babysitting this overgrown child,’ you think to yourself as you get up and walk away. You ignore him as he shouts after you.
“Look,” Steve says as he goes to grab your shoulder.
You whip around and throw his hand off of you.
“Don’t touch me.”
He holds his hands up as he takes a step back, “whoa… sorry… I just wanted to tell you I want to help.”
You regard him quietly for a moment, “if that’s what you wish.”
“Uhh it is?” He calls as he falls into step next to you.
You just nod in acceptance.
“We should probably meet up then? You could come over and we could do the project at my place?”
You can practically feel the wince at the suggestion.
You just nod once again, “okay.”
“Okay cool… well… I’ll see you soon.”
You nod and watch as he rushes off down the hallway.
You make your way to your next class quietly and feel a frown as the voices of the new student, Billy, and his cronies Tommy and Carol meet your ears. Billy hadn’t bothered with you, but Tommy and Carol love to make comments and shoulder check you as you walk down the hallways. Even better if you are holding books to knock from your hands. You had thought of using your powers on them multiple times, but you knew that while in Hawkins staying as far below the radar as you can is important.
“Billy! I don’t think you’ve met this… freak yet have you?” Tommy yells loud enough for you to hear as you go to pass them. Tommy makes it a point to step directly in your path. You regard him cooly for a moment before you make to get around him. You can see Billy out of the corner of your eyes watching the event unfold. Sure he’s handsome but his mind is angry. You made it a point to stay as far out of it as you could. Nothing good ever comes from minds like his.
You gaze back at Tommy in abject boredom and you make to get around him again.
“Where do you think you’re going?” questions Carol in her shrill voice as she walks up to you.
You turn towards her voice, “Away from you.”
You smirk at the outrage on her face as you attempt to get around the pair a second time.
“What was th-”
“Let her pass,” A deep velvety voice cuts off Tommy.
The duo turn to regard their companion in confusion, “But Billy!”
“I said…” he says as his voice drops dangerously low, “Let her pass.”
You regard him in confusion as the words ‘fucking asshole,’ floats across his mind.
“Thank you…” you say softly.
He turns and nods at you as he continues to stare the other two down. You don’t stick around to see what happens next. You don’t question why, Billy Hargrove, the guy who seems hell bent on making Steve’s life a living nightmare would be nice to you. Then again, you aren’t the biggest fan of Steve Harrington anyway. He may be nicer now that he is dating Nancy Wheeler, but that doesn’t erase the past.
You put the two males from your mind as you make your way to your final class of the day. Billy walks in a few moments before the bell and takes a seat in the back closest to the door. His gaze shows his boredom as he regards the English class with minimum attention. You don’t pay much mind to him and when class is over you head for the door.
You are almost home free when you hear your name being called by none other than Steve Harrington.
“So…. Would you be free this weekend to work on our project?”
“Why are you so excited about this?” you finally ask after a moment of being confused by the male’s presence.
“I’m… not doing so hot in science and I need a good grade…. This is like what? Thirty percent of our grade? I figured this would help…”
You just nod in understanding, “We can work on it this weekend.”
You say nothing more on the matter as you walk away from him.
“Ok! Bye!” he yells after you, his discomfort obvious.
You just hold your hand up to signal you heard him.
You get out the doors in enough time to watch Billy peel out of the parking lot. You contemplate for a moment the fact that he had been somewhat decent to you today, but don’t dwell on it long. The walk back to your house is odd to say the least. You notice an odd group of kids speeding past you on their bikes. One child in particular catches your attention.
‘It must be nothing… surely it’s nothing… it’s not back…he’s-’
Panic rolls around inside of his brain and as you regard him, you feel a presence you haven’t felt in 3 years. The hairs on the back of your neck stand on end and you resume your casual walk home, but this time just a little bit faster than before.
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AHHHHHHHHHHH IM STILL CRYING OVER THIS
I’m rewatching the new VLD season and doodling along. That scene…that broken “Keith”….ahhh. (That entire season. Oh my god.)
So cuuuute
Pairing: Kuroo Tetsuro x Reader
Word Count: almost 2K
Summary: You had come to watch your cousin, Hinata Shoyo, compete in a tournament in Tokyo. But apperently Tokyo guys can’t take a hint when you tell them you’re not interested. Kuroo steps up to save you and now there might be a rumour going around that you’re together.
A/N: My first anime fic ! Hope you all enjoy ! :) I don’t know I wanna continue this ! But I just had to get this plot out of my system– it’s very much like that time Kiyoko was being hit on by Terushima– but this guy is NOT Terushima.
You looked over the stadium map–gazing up at it in confusion. Tokyo Metropolitan Gymnasium was probably the largest sports complex you’ve ever seen, having moved to Tokyo only months prior, you don’t think you’ll ever get used to the sheer size of the buildings here.
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This is really sweet and fluffy. I love it !
a/n: okay LISTEN i was going to bed when my brain decided to be an ass and give me a cuteass story idea and now we’re here sooo enjoy if this is crap i never posted it
Summary: Even superheros love movie nights
Parings: Peter Parker x Stark! Reader
Warnings: some cursing cause i’m good at that, infinity war doesn’t exist here woo, too much writing but who really cares
Movie nights at the Avengers compound were Peter’s favorite. In fact, they were everyone’s favorite. The teams of enhanced and highly trained adults never got a minute to settle and do humane things, bond. Times like these were their favorites; where they could just sit and relax in their pajamas, enjoy some random comedy movie or sitcom with the people they fight side by side along with the added bonus of sharing this time with one of the people the team cares about most: Y/N Stark.
Y/N came into Tony’s life at a rather unusual time. He remembers it vividly, wishing his 38 year old self hadn’t freaked out so much.
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