Summary: The Hogwarts AU ft. big brother Peter, BrOTP3 shenanigans, Dark Lord Thanos, and Head of Griffyndor Professor Stark
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For my wonderful giftee in the irondad secret santa exchange: @iamallyetnotatall I hope you like this!! I tried to use all your prompts and I had a lot of fun writing it! Have a really happy holidays and a wonderful New Year <3 <3 and thank you @irondadsecretsanta for planning this wonderful initiative! <3
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“Petey do you copy?” Morgan’s dramatic whisper crackles in Peter’s ear. He brushes his fingers briefly against the enchanted earpiece to adjust it, smiling when he hears her little giggle.
“Yeah, I copy, anyone coming down the hall?”
“Nuh uh. Are you doing okay too?”
Peter takes stock of his situation. He’s currently sticking to the walls of a looping staircase whose steps he knows are one hundred percent booby-trapped. The last time he did this, he had a giant L on his forehead for seven hours and several extremely unnecessary and overly mortifying photos taken of him.
This time, he wouldn’t be defeated by some stupid stairs.
So far, his genius plan is working. So obviously, he deserves to brag about it. Shamelessly. “What’d I tell you M? Easy-peasy lemon squee-” Peter squeaks as he slides down the wall, the sticky charm wearing off as his concentration fluctuates.
“Oh my God, no no.” Peter mutters on his breath, pulling out his wand as quick as he can, “Inhaero!” He whisper shouts and all at once, the sticky quality returns to his hands and feet and he continues the trek up the tower.
“Phew.” Morgan says, “That was close.”
Peter cringes. “Way too close.”
As he nears the top of the stairs he can’t help but grimace as he examines all of the enchantments carved into the lock of the door and tries to remember all the charms he knows have been added- but what should he expect from the Head of Gryffindor house’s private chambers?
Carefully, he walks up the wall onto the ceiling so that his feet stick to the top and he hangs upside down, scrutinizing the lock. “Okay…” he whispers to himself, “M, read me the book again.”
“Kaaaay.” She chirps, “First you have to cast the ill-u-shan charm.”
“Good job Morgan.” Peter praises, “But it’s illusion, with a j kinda sound.”
“That’s weird.” She says immediately, and Peter can just see that familiar Stark look of dismissive confusion.
He snorts, “Yeah, English is weird, but hold on just a sec.”
Peter pulls out his wand, ready to reveal just what exactly was guarding the door. “Incantaeum revelare.” Immediately, the doorknob glows blue and a series of colours burst out like flares.
“What the-?” Peter’s so taken aback by the rainbow of lights that he doesn’t notice when several things happen all at once.
First is Morgan’s squeak of surprise, “Daddy!” and the somewhat distant, “Hey munchkin, what are you-”
A dramatic gasp.
Okay so he’s seen the instruction paper. Alright, alright, Peter’s super screwed alright-
Second, the rainbow light immediately disappears and okay he can deal with that, it’s okay, it’s- but then the stones shift beneath him and an entirely new door made of obsidian bursts through the floor. Okay that’s not good but- oh shit, oh great, suddenly, each of the steps starts shaking, sliding left and right until even the ceiling shakes and-
“Oh no.”
Peter’s charm breaks and he falls right into the ground just as Tony’s voice ricochets off the walls, “Parker!!”
“Oh NOOOOO.” Peter groans, quickly running through the list of every spell he knows and finding it extremely rude that no one had already invented an Oh Shit I’m About To Get In Trouble Can The Ground Just Make Room For Me Within It Ok Thanks Bye spell.
BuT tHat wOuLdn’T bE a uSEfuL sPElL fOr YoUNG WizARDs.
Okay, so he dies then.
Resigned to his fate, Peter sprawls atop the now dormant steps and just waits until the Head of his House finds him.
Tony arrives carrying Morgan on his hip and a dry, yet still vaguely amused expression. “Peter.” He greets.
“Professor.” Peter replies, in that same tone.
Tony looks behind him, cracking a grin, “Well, at least you got past the staircase this time.”
Peter throws himself back on the steps.
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My brain has two writing modes. Either this:
or this:
there is no in between
by writerllofllworlds
“You ever tried to escape?”
Peter chuckled. “Yeah. Lots of times I end up back here, brink of death. Though, twice Tennison was so impressed he let me have extra dinner and no experiments the next day.”
“Wow, kiddo, living the luxurious life, huh?” it was astounding how quickly they’d fallen into a comfortable companionship.
“There was a guard who helped me once,” Peter’s smile dropped with his volume. “But he had to leave. They never found out he helped me. I was hoping…”
He trailed off and shook his head. “Well, I guess I’ll just have to hitch a ride with you when Captain America comes to bust you out, huh?”
Tony’s heart jumped. Oh, kid, if you knew just how much I wished for that. “Yeah, I guess I’ll let you come along. Only one stowaway allowed, though, you hear me? No weird mutated turtles or rats or something.”
Peter laughed again, and for a moment the cold cell felt warm.
Words: 18638, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English
Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe
Rating: Not Rated
Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence
Categories: Gen
Characters: Tony Stark, Peter Parker, Richard Parker, James “Rhodey” Rhodes, Steve Rogers, Sam Wilson (Marvel), James “Bucky” Barnes, Nick Fury, Quentin Beck, Natasha Romanov (Marvel), Pepper Potts
Relationships: Peter Parker & Tony Stark
Additional Tags: Pain, Whump, Angst, Fluff and Angst, Angst with a Happy Ending, Irondad, spiderson, Pure Peter Parker, Precious Peter Parker, Protective Tony Stark, Peter Parker Calls Tony Stark “Dad”, tony stark is a dad, Canon-Typical Violence, Torture, Dehumanization, Electrocution, Waterboarding, Death, Referenced depression, Suicide Attempt, Alternate Universe, Not Avengers: Endgame (Movie) Compliant, Tony Stark Lives, Peter Parker Needs a Hug, Hurt Peter Parker, Tony Stark Acting as Peter Parker’s Parental Figure, no beta we die like men
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some words of encouragement from the gaang <3
by Randomsketchez
Peter was called last minute to babysit Morgan, but an accident happens.
Words: , Chapters: 1/?, Language: English
Series: Part 2 of How We Came To Be
Fandoms: Spider-Man (Tom Holland Movies), The Avengers (Marvel Movies)
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Categories: F/M, Gen
Characters: Peter Parker, Morgan Stark (Marvel Cinematic Universe), Tony Stark, Pepper Potts, Friday (Marvel), Other Character Tags to Be Added
Relationships: Peter Parker & Tony Stark, Peter Parker & Morgan Stark (Marvel Cinematic Universe), Pepper Potts/Tony Stark, Other Relationship Tags to Be Added
Additional Tags: Post-Spider-Man: Homecoming, Pre-Spider-Man: Far From Home, Should be safe from Spoilers, Post-Avengers: Infinity War Part 1 (Movie), Post-Avengers: Endgame (Movie), Except I refuse to let Tony die, Fluff and Angst, Alternate Universe - Time Travel, Age Regression/De-Aging, Tony Stark Has A Heart, Tony Stark Needs a Hug, Parent Tony Stark, Tony Stark Acting as Peter Parker’s Parental Figure, Precious Peter Parker, Peter Parker Needs a Hug, Platonic Relationships, Kid Peter Parker, Other Additional Tags to Be Added
Writing is not always writing.
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So never think that just because you’re not putting words on a page, you’re not a real writer. Writing is something that follows you everywhere, beyond the word document, and beyond the screen.
Because writing isn’t something you do. It’s something you are.
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Did I meme right?
He’s the billionaire we asked for
I wanna be that CEO that pays their employees 70K a year like that white guy I be seeing all over the Internet. I can’t remember his name.
I’m not gonna be like Jeff Bezos but I do wanna be a multimillionaire 😂😂😂
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Looking for
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