AAAAAAHHHHHH okay I changed my mind the 'pretend they're not dating' idea please!!!
Hahahaha okay so I have like? Set pieces? That I plug into various aus sometimes? One of them is a specific burn injury of Eddie's (it's made an appearance in this soft prompt drabble which in itself is secretly part of proposal fic au). They're fighting a fire in a big building, the floor goes out from under him, he's knocked unconscious so can't move himself out of the flames and it takes a minute to get to him so he ends up with pretty severe burns on his arm and thigh, a little less bad on his side.
The concept for this fic is that he's laying in the burn unit really out of it and in excruciating pain and he begs for his mom and Buck, who is his emergency contact and power of attorney and who also has been his boyfriend for a while, is like fuck. Fuck. I have to call his parents. So Ramon and Helena, who Eddie is NOT out to and who have no idea how big a role Buck has in his and Christopher's life, come to town to help in his recovery. So Buck has to like sneak around his own life, like he's already living with Eddie at this point and his stuffs all over their house and Christopher treats him like a second parent because he is one and he sleeps in Eddie's bed and he has to find excuses for it all. I'm staying here because Eddie's hurt. I care for Christopher because me and Eddie are real good friends. Eddie can't move too well right now so I'm sleeping by him in case he needs help in the night, we all share a room in the bunks at work, ha ha.
So he's exhausted dealing with lying to Eddie's parents and also with Eddie's injuries and how much pain the love of his life is in (he usually changes the bandages but there will be a scene where Eddie asks Maddie to do it just to give Buck a break, which Buck later feels inadequate about) and of course he feels guilty that Eddie got hurt in the first place even if there's nothing he could have done, and like Eddie's parents aren't stupid it's pretty clear how much Buck loves their son and Helena confronts him about it and how she thinks he shouldn't be taking advantage of the situation to be close to Eddie like this and Buck doesn't know what to say because. Eddie never came out. He didn't tell his parents about them for a reason. So he doesn't even defend himself he just heads off to work and has a bit of a breakdown there. Meanwhile Helena is telling Eddie he shouldn't let his gay friend take so much liberty with him and Eddie damn near shouts the house down injuries or no, and is horrified that she might have said something like this to Buck, who he declares is his partner, who he loves so dearly, who he intends to marry some day.
And so Buck comes home to find Eddie's parents are at a hotel or Pepa's house or just somewhere not here for a little bit and they have some time to themselves and Eddie is getting better he's a little stronger now he's sitting on the couch and doing okay, they're going to be okay and he's sorry for whatever she said and he's sorry for what a mess this all is and Buck forgives him for all of it because it doesn't really matter as long as Eddie is alive and here with him.
But it does kind of matter, Eddie and Ramon have been really working on their relationship the last few years and Eddie is kind of shocked at how poorly Helena took this and he wants to like just talk to them. He'd love for them to be happy for him because this is the happiest he's ever been. He'd love for them to like Buck because he's here to stay for good. He was planning on telling them eventually and he expected better from them and he tells them that, and that they can still be a part of his life and he'd like that but they better be willing to accept all parts of his life. So they're still in town but they're at the house less and it's kind of weird and awkward and bad sometimes but Buck can stand up for himself a little more and Buck and Chris and Eddie can live their lives how they actually live them and Eddie's parents can see what a good life they've built here and eventually when they leave back to Texas it's not on the Best terms but it's not awful either. They'd like to come to the wedding, whenever that may be, if Buck and Eddie would have them there. Maybe they will. It's something they'll figure out together.
So yeah more emotional and physical meat grinder content from me your pal ahshshhs I just like drama! I like when people intentionally and unintentionally hurt each other! I like to stress poor Buck out!
Pairing(s): Peter Parker x Stark!reader, Tony Stark x daughter!reader
Three weeks later and things were better. You had gone back to New York with the team just in time for Peter’s graduation. Even though the whole team wanted to be there Peter decided that he didn’t need a spectacle and in the end, his girlfriend and mentor would be the only ones attending while the rest set up for a surprise party later.
Girlfriend. You couldn’t get over how nice that sounded. As you stood in front of the mirror in Peter’s favorite multicolored sundress you smiled.
It was off the shoulder hugged your body perfectly and ended just above your knee in a ruffled hem. You left your makeup light on account of the heat and pulled your hair back in a curly bun with a few curls framing your face and your edges expertly laid.
You absentmindedly brushed the scar on the back of your neck. It brought back all kinds of horrors that you had to push aside. That was something for therapy.
As you were spritzing perfume on yourself there was a knock at your door.
“Y/N you ready? Car’s running,” your dad called from the other side of the door.
“Yeah,” you replied and opened the door to face your father dressed neatly in a blue button-down, pants, sneakers, and his signature glasses, “Handsome,” you told him simply hooking your arm around his and beginning to walk down the hall towards the elevators.
“Beautiful,” he replied and you reached the entrance in no time, the doors open and waiting.
You got to Peter’s school in no time having left early enough to evade the worst of the traffic. The ceremony itself was swift, the graduating class was small but to your surprise, as you and your father were waiting with the other families outside for the graduates you felt a light tap on your shoulder.
Confused, you turned around only to be met with the beaming smile of your favorite Princess.
“Shuri?!” You asked incredulously.
“Y/N! I’ve missed you how are you?” She asked pulling you into a hug which you gratefully accepted.
“I’m good! What are you doing here?” You asked pulling back, still a little shocked.
“Well, it just so happens that someone I am seeing is graduating today as well,” she smiled and wiggled her eyebrows at you.
You tilted your head in question but before she could answer you heard her name being called. You both turned around at the sound to see MJ practically running towards her.
Shuri opened her arms and instead of a hug, MJ planted a sweet kiss on her lips.
You were shocked, you put your hands on your hips and glared playfully as they pulled away.
“So neither of you were planning to tell me about this?” You questioned and they just smiled at you, threading their hands together.
“Oh you would’ve figured it out at the party later,” Shuri giggled, leaning into MJ’s side. You rolled your eyes but couldn’t hide your excited smile.
“I think it’s sweet, you guys are a great match,” Tony spoke up, smiling at the two young ladies
“Thanks, Stark,” Shuri said and MJ nodded in agreement, she’d never admit it but the man still made her nervous.
“Shuri, my mom wants us to take pictures before we leave,” MJ said and her girlfriend nodded.
“No problem, see you guys at the party later,” Shuri spoke.
“Bye guys,” MJ waved and they both walked away, giddy as ever.
You and your father both waved back.
“Wow they’re so cute together,” you told him and he hummed in agreement. “Speaking of cute, where is my boyfriend?”
“Gross Y/N,” he replied but began looking around regardless.
“Found him, Hap and May got to him first,” he said pointing to the trio.
The excitement you felt just from seeing the back of his head was almost too much, you practically sprinted and threw your arms around him. He jumped slightly at the contact as you pressed yourself against his back.
“Congratulations Peter!” He turned around in your arms and smiled down at you.
“Thank you, Y/N,” he beamed and cupped your face in his hands, pressing a soft kiss to your lips.
“Hey, don’t hog the graduate,” Your father complained and you rolled your eyes before releasing him.
Your father was quick to give Peter a hug as he walked up to him, “Congrats kid. Allow me to be the first—”
May cleared her throat.
“Second,” Tony tried again.
Happy silently shook his head in response.
“Fine third you a graduation present,” he finally finished.
With that, he fished a set of keys out from his pocket and handed them to Peter.
“Is this...” Peter began but was slightly stunned into silence.
“Yup, the Spyder with a few Stark modifications, enjoy it,” he smiled.
“Wow, thank you so much, Mr. Stark,” Peter gave your father another big hug which also knocked the man over.
“Wanna take it for a test drive?” You offered.
Peter nodded excitedly and you handed your own keys over to Tony before taking your boyfriend's hand.
“We’ll meet you guys at the tower!” You called over your shoulder as you waved goodbye to the group.
When you were both out of earshot May spoke absentmindedly to the two men.
“I can’t wait to plan their wedding,” she smiled.
Tony rubbed at his eyes.
——
When you got to the car Peter was quick to open the door for you and then toss his cap and gown in the trunk before slipping into the driver's seat.
“I think this might be too nice for me, Y/N” he spoke, taking in all the upgrades and sheer beauty of it.
“Please, you deserve this and so much more,” smiled taking his hand, prompting him to look in your eyes and smile back.
He took the hand that was on the steering wheel and expertly avoided your low bun to place his hand on the back of your neck to bring you in for a slow, loving kiss.
Once again you thought about how much you loved him, how perfect everything felt when you were together. It was like every single star is the sky aligned just to shine on the two of you.
Just before things get too heated you place your hand on his chest and push him back slightly, resting your forehead on his.
“As much as I’d love to christen your new car, we should get back to the tower. No reason to keep them waiting,” you smirked.
Peter gave a dramatic sigh and sat back in his seat, “Fine~ I guess this is what I get for having the girl everybody wants,” he said starting the car.
“But don’t forget she only has eyes for you,” you have the back of his hand a kiss as he pulled out of the lot.
“And I for her,” he smiled.
——
Once the two of you got back to the tower you had to try you best to force Peter to avoid looking for the others. Nat had texted you on the way that they weren’t quite done with everything and you were tasked with distracting him.
And distract him you did.
Under the guise of your feet hurting from hours spent in the low heels, you were wearing. Peter looked skeptical but followed you to your room to grab a pair of slides nonetheless. Only, he questioned you further when you had him walk in first and then you locked the door behind yourself.
“Everything alright, Y/N?” He asked, but still kicked off his own shoes before relaxing on the giant bean bag chair beside the bed.
You turned around slowly, keeping your hands behind your back as you leaned against the door kicking off your heels and staring at him. Gosh, everything about him is perfect, you thought. He tilted his head to the side and you walked to him slowly. When you reached arm's length he sat up slightly and held your hips and smiled up at you.
“What is it, babe?”
You carded one hand through his hair and leaned down to capture his lips in a short kiss. Your words were a whisper against his lips.
“You’re so pretty.”
Without a second's hesitation, Peter was laughing at your omission. It took no effort for him to pull you down onto him, across his lap. You let out your own giggle at his antics.
“All these theatrics because you think I’m pretty?” The skepticism was back in his voice and it made you roll your eyes.
“Is it such a crime to think my boyfriend is pretty?” You pouted.
“No, as long as you don’t forget how gorgeous you are.” Peter looked you up and down .”Especially in this dress. Do you know how hard it was to hold back when I saw you wearing this in the bleachers?”
“I was hoping you’d like it,” you grinned.
“Like it? I absolutely love it.” As if to prove this point he left a trail of kisses from shoulder to shoulder before going up your neck and leaving several more in his wake. It wasn’t long before his lips found your own and you were sharing a passionate kiss.
Your arms locked around his neck, fingers slipping through his hair again and tugging slightly even so often. Meanwhile, Peter had one hand locked around your waist, keeping him firmly against him while the other trailed slowly up your back. You could feel him beginning to tug at your zipper when a knock interrupted. The two of you halted. Breathing heavily as whoever it was stood outside silently for a few seconds.
“Yeah?” You called, almost breathless.
“We’re about to eat if you guys wanna, y’know join us,” Natasha spoke and from her tone, you could tell you were in trouble.
You glanced at Peter and the two of you shared a silent laugh.
“We’ll be right there!”
——
After straightening yourselves out and slipping on spare slides and sneakers, respectfully you grabbed Peter’s hand and led him towards the elevator.
“We’re not eating here?” He asked.
“Oh, we are.” You replied and hit the button for the roof as you got it.
“Y/N what are we—“
You pressed a finger to his lips. “Shh, all will be revealed, my love.”
Peter only rolled his eyes before licking your finger and you recoiled.
“Gross!” You exclaimed
“Oh really? Well just wait until—“
But his words were cut off once again as the elevator reached its destination.
A shout of “Surprise!” Rang out from everyone on the rooftop which had been decorated with the utmost care as a ‘Congratulations Peter’ banner hovered over the crowd in red and blue. Everyone was there, all the Avengers, MJ and Ned, Strange and even Shuri. The genuine look of surprise and joy on Peter’s face was enough to have you praying that DUM-E was actually recording like you told it to. If not, it was going to be the new jungle gym for an elementary school.
As Peter gave his greets and thanks to his guests you drifted over towards your mom who was holding a sleeping Morgan in her arms.
“You two look happy,” She smiled.
You couldn’t help the grin that took over your features. “We are, we really really are.”
Pepper took a sip of her drink. “I hope you’re using protection, Morgan and I are a little too young to be grandma and niece.”
You sputtered at that, grateful that you didn't have a drink in your hand.
“Mom please.”
“I’m just saying. Maybe next time,” she gestured to her own neck, “cover-up.” She winked.
You gasped and coved your neck quick as lightning, “I’m gonna kill him.”
“Here’s your chance.” She winked before walking off under the guise of wanting to put your sister down.
You felt Peter before you saw him, an arm wrapped around your waist and his lips kissed your temple. You wanted to be annoyed but you leaned in on instinct instead.
“I’m gonna kill you, Parker,” you spoke but your threat was weak.
“Whoa, and here I was about to thank you for this wonderful surprise,” he pouted, moving in front of you and placing both hands on your waist. The two of you were near the edge of the roof while the others were towards the center giving you a feeling of pseudo privacy.
“Well you’re welcome but our entrance would have been much better if it wasn’t for this.” You pointed accusingly at your neck and he squinted. You swatted at his chest at his antics.
“Ah, what? It’s really not that bad,” He leaned in close to whisper in your ear, “I could have done a lot more damage.”
You shivered even though at sunset it was still almost eighty degrees, Peter wasn’t playing fair and he knew it.
You whispered back. “Well, maybe next time you do it so I can enjoy I.” To accentuate your point you left a kiss just below his ear, heating your body up just enough to get a reaction out of him.
Peter groaned and his grip on your waist tightened as he placed his forehead against yours and smiled.
“I will. But seriously, thank you for all of this. I couldn’t ask for a better girlfriend,” his voice was still quiet, like it was a secret just between the two of you.
You wrapped your arms around his neck. “Have I told you how much I love hearing you call me that?”
“Well how about I change that?”
You were confused as Peter removed one hand to fish around in his pocket. He took a hand step back from you and you let your arms fall back to your sides. He finally pulled out a blue velvet box and slowly opened the lid. You were met with a beautiful platinum ring with a gemstone — your birthstone — nestled beside Peter’s birthstone, peridot. You could feel the tears welling in your eyes.
“Peter is this…?”
“It’s not a formal engagement but it is most certainly a promise. We’ve been through a lot these last few years and I realized that the reason I got through any of it was you by my side. And when we’re ready I want to make this an engagement ring.” He explained and there was so much emotion in his eyes you wondered if he would cry too. “So what do you say?”
“I love it, god, I love you,” You spoke and that was enough for him to push the box back in his pocket and place the ring on your finger. It was a perfect fit and you couldn’t help but stare at it for a few moments before you looked back at the love of your life.
“I love you too, Y/N. More than you know.” And with that, he pulled you into a loving kiss that probably would have gone on for too long if it wasn’t for the cheers and shouts behind you.
You turned around and hugged Peter around the middle, the two of you laughed at your friends and family together and you couldn't help be bask in this feeling of love and peace.
With Peter by your side, you knew anything was possible.
THE END.
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THANK YOU SO MUCH TO EVERYONE!!! Whether you stuck around or not I am genuinely grateful and I hope you all enjoyed it!!
This chapter is the first full ‘E’ rated chapter, check the tags/end notes for spoilers. Sorry it’s a little late but health stuff is a bitch, one that I kicked in the ass with finishing this :P
Pairing(s): Peter Parker x Stark!reader, Tony Stark x daughter!reader
Requested? YES
I’ve been inactive for soooooo long that I understand if no one cares about it anymore BUT after a lot of writers block and some mental fragility I am BACK! And i will f i n i s h this series. Much love to you all <3
-Duckie
PREVIOUS CHAPTER
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The ceiling was white.
Just like it was when you always woke up, white and cold with buzzing fluorescents. These were different though, they were dim not at all blinding.
Your guard was up immediately when you heard the beeping of machines nearby. You looked around and saw yourself hooked up to several monitors. An increasingly rapid beeping made it clear that one of them was a heart monitor.
The walls around you were all white. The outline of a door was visible on the left wall and you quickly began to remove all the wires and tubes from yourself frantically.
You had to leave. They couldn’t keep you here any longer. The just ... couldn’t.
When you finally freed yourself from the machinery you swung your legs over the side of the bed and saw your body covered in bandages big and small and fading bruises covered the visible skin.
You reached up and tentatively felt the bandage around your neck. You were praying that you had done enough damage that they couldn’t put that horrible device in again.
You shifted your weight so that you could hop off the bed, vaguely registering how soft it seemed.
“I wouldn’t do that,” spoke a voice overhead.
You almost wept, “FRIDAY?” You asked sitting back on the bed.
“Welcome home Miss Y/N,” she spoke reassuringly.
Suddenly heavy with relief you settled your elbows onto your knees and held your face in your hands.
“Oh my god. It was real,” you whispered to yourself, believing your escape had only been a dream.
You were stunned into silence and could hardly breathe properly.
“Would you like me to call Mr. Stark?” FRIDAY prompted.
“Please,” you responded, unable to say much more as tears began to wet your cheeks and bandaged palms.
It felt like only a few seconds until the white door slid open and your father, mother, and sister all sprinted in and right towards you.
You chanced getting off the bed to stand only to realize that your legs were extremely weak. If it had not been for your father scooping you into his arms, you would have fallen face-first onto the ground.
Pepper and Morgan were quick to also wrap their arms around you and you could only sob in the arms of your family as they began to cry along with you.
After what felt like forever you finally released each other. Your mother forced you to lie back down and they all sat with you. Tony to the left, Pepper on the right, and Morgan in your lap, her back against your chest clutching her Otto the octopus.
You waved your mother off when she attempted to tell Morgan that sitting on you could hurt. You missed having your little sister in your arms like this, besides she was beginning to nod off.
You finished the glass of water your Dad had given you and he took it, putting it on the white bedside table.
“What happened? How long was I…” You trailed off.
All of their expressions seemed to darken at the questions.
“After the gala,” Tony began, “that android that took you just vanished into thin air. We all searched for you but there was nothing. Your tracker all but died and you were in there for…” he paused like the next words would inflict physical pain, “for three more than weeks. And you’ve been unconscious for nine days.”
You didn’t speak as you processed the information. All you could do was squeeze a sleeping Morgan and Otto closer to your chest. You realized you were squeezing too hard when the girl shifted uncomfortably and forced yourself to relax as she slept.
It was all coming back to you in pieces, the experiments, that room, and—
“Where’s Harley?” You asked abruptly and Pepper gave you your answer.
“He’s safe. He was only unconscious for about a day and a half when you got back. He’s been recovering from malnutrition and minor injuries but he’ll be alright.”
You let out a relieved sigh at that.
“What about everyone else?”
“See I told you she’d be like this,” Tony said a bit exasperated to Pepper.
“I know, this one might be on me.”
“Oh, it’s definitely on you.”
You rolled your eyes, but the action strained them a bit, “What are you talking about?”
“You always ask about everyone else when you’re the one who needs the attention right now,” Tony said, and reached for your hand to hold it in his own, “It’s okay to be a little selfish at times like this.”
You nodded, knowing he would take no other response.
“But to answer your question everyone else is completely fine, we even got some information from that base. Some of which we will seriously talk about later,” Tony told you sternly.
You nodded again before recollecting something else, “What about Peter? He got shot,” you paused, “because of me.”
“We all know that boy would take a million bullets if it meant saving you,” Pepper said jokingly and you cracked the smallest of smiles.
“I’d do the same for him,” you said looking down at Otto and Morgan, playing with a loose multicolored thread.
“We know and we also know he’s anxious to see you. Everyone is actually but we told him he could be next,” Tony said.
“He’s here?” You asked.
“He hasn’t left.”
“Wait where is here?”
“The compound, had your white room revamped into a temporary recovery space,” Tony said and began gathering Morgan into his arms.
You were about to speak again when he added, “And to answer your next question it’s about 1 AM”
You smiled, “Thanks, Dad.”
“Of course.”
“We have to get this one to bed and I know Peter is probably anxiously waiting outside right now,” Pepper said beginning to stand, she walked up to you and placed a loving kiss on your forehead. Tony followed suit.
“We love you Firefly,” She told you.
“So much,” your father added and you could feel the tears attempting to well again.
“I love you guys too, thank you so much for not giving up on me.”
“Wouldn’t dream of it,” Tony said and the three of them bid you goodnight before exiting.
Before the door could even close Peter was in the room but he hesitated at the door. Almost jumping as it shut behind him.
He looked like a kicked puppy with messy hair and in sweatpants and a t-shirt with a terrible science pun. You held your arms out to him.
“Peter,” you spoke.
That was all it took for him to be at you in an instant and as soon as you were in the warmth of his embrace the tears you were holding back came rolling down your cheeks at full force. It wasn’t long before Peter was crying with you.
“I’m so sorry, Y/N/N,” Peter sobbed into your shoulder.
You shushed him lovingly, “It’s okay Pete, I’m okay.”
He pulled away from your shoulder as he sat as close as possible to you, holding your hands gingerly and kissing them.
“I should have protected you.”
You shook your head as you started into his red-rimmed eyes.
“No, this is not your fault. This is no one’s fault, okay?” You said and he nodded, you couldn’t be sure if he believed you or not.
“Oh god, I was so scared I would lose you, all that time. We never stopped looking, we did everything —“
“I know Pete, and I love you all for it,” You took your hands out of his in favor of holding his face.
“I just hate seeing you like this,” he said and turned his head to place a quick kiss onto your palm.
“These little cuts and bruises? I would still kick your ass on the training mat,” you told him and his light laughter ignited your own.
“I missed you so much,” he said.
“I missed you too, every day. You were one of the reasons I fought, I could never just leave you.”
There was a moment of comfortable silence before Peter spoke up again.
“I love you,” he said, looking deep into your dark eyes.
The lump in your throat made it impossible for you to respond so you did the next best thing. You took the hands on his face and moved them so your arms wrapped around his neck. You brought him to you slowly.
One of his hands cupped your cheek while the other rested on the small of your back.
The feeling of his lips finally connecting with your own was ethereal. You never thought you’d feel this again. So you let yourself get lost in it.
Something that started out sweet and innocent quickly became dangerously erotic, with dancing tongues and soon to be bruised lips. As he pulled you impossibly close to his chest you tangled your fingers into his hair.
You were sitting on his lap before you knew it, he was holding onto you as if you’d disappear if he let go for even a second. When you tugged his hair slightly he all but moaned into your mouth.
Pulling back you were both breathing heavy and you rested your foreheads against each other, smiling.
“So I guess it’s safe to say you love me back,” he teased.
“Without a doubt in my mind,” you said pulling him back in for another soft kiss.
Pairing(s): Peter Parker x Stark!reader, Tony Stark x daughter!reader
PREVIOUS CHAPTER
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“Harley,” you whispered.
He stood awkwardly by the door, his vicinity forcing the sensors to keep it open.
“Hi Y/N,” he spoke in a voice that didn’t bring you warmth or joy like it would have in the past.
“How are you feeling?” Your voice was neutral even if there was the slightest bit of sting in the back of your eyes.
He looked alright as far as you could tell, perhaps a bit thin but no outstanding injuries. You wouldn’t admit it but you were relived at that.
“Fine, thanks. What about you?”
You held up your bandaged palms, “I’ll live.”
The tension in the air was suffocating as neither of you wanted to speak, you barely knew what to say.
“I’m so sorry,” Harley spoke up first.
You clenched your jaw, you knew he wasn’t talking about the cheating. Your next words were spoken between your teeth.
“It wasn’t your fault. No one knew that would happen,” you told him.
“But it was! I—“ he cut himself off at the realization that he was raising his voice and the door was still open.
“The girl that I was ... with,” he paused and the stinging in your eyes intensified, “she was HYDRA. They sent her to get more information on you and the Avengers and it worked. I even — I showed her your — our — experiment 87-16. I didn’t know about her until they took me though, I swear.”
For the second time that day you were stunned into silence, eyes wide and unable to respond. You didn’t know what to say to him or even what you wanted to say. You couldn’t think, your body got out of the bed and walked towards him on its own. Your hand balled into a fist of its own accord and landed a perfect blow on Harley’a jaw and the sound was music to your ears. Natasha would have been proud.
Harley recoiled and held his face, “Shit Y/N. Well I guess I deserved that.”
He guessed — GUESSED. He deserved that and so much more. It took everything in you to not hit him again. After all you were the one in bandages.
“Oh you think!? What the hell is wrong with you Harley!? Cheating on me wasn’t enough for you!? You had to go and share one of our most private things with a girl who was using you,” your voice got louder with every word, refusing to give him the benefit of the doubt.
“It was after you stopped taking my calls and she kind of just walked in when I was trying one of the experiments out on myself.”
“So it’s my fault? Just because I put up a wall to get over my heart break that doesn’t mean you tell her everything! God I knew you were dumb but I didn’t know you were an idiot. They almost killed me!” You were yelling but you couldn’t bring yourself to care.
“I know and you don’t know how sorry I am,” he pleaded and you could feel your skin growing hotter beneath the surface, a feeling you had missed.
“Sorry?! Now you’re sorry?! How dare you even show your face in front of me I --” your voice broke slightly with the next words, “I lost a piece of my soul because of you.”
Harley’s expression became shocked at this new information, no one had known about this yet.
“This whole time I’ve been beating myself up trying to think how they could get through all those firewalls and encryptions I put up and it turns out the one person I used to trust more than anyone in this world just gave them a key,” this time you couldn’t help the tear that slipped out but you swiped it away quickly.
You were tired again, your thoughts swirling, “Please leave, Harley,” you turned around and began slowly walking towards your bed.
“Y/N listen to me please I —“
“GO!” You screamed and blue flames danced angrily out of your fingertips.
You didn’t turn around as he left and the door slid closed, flames retreating beneath your skin. You laid down on your back and closed your eyes. Hearing the door slide open once again only served to annoy you, you didn’t even bother to look up.
“Go away, Harley. We’re done talking.”
“Ouch, I’d hate to be him right now,” Peter spoke and you shot upright watching as the young man walked towards you, your favorite snacks in hand.
“Peter, I missed you,” you told him wrapping him up in a hug. He squeezed you tight in his strong arms.
“I missed you more. You want to talk about whatever it is that happened with Harley?”
“We’re you eavesdropping Peter Parker?” You gasped dramatically.
“Well when your girlfriend’s asshole ex shows up it’s best to stand aside when you know she can hold her own,” he sat beside you handing you the snacks.
“Damn right I can,” you smirked and he lifted you as if you were weightless and placed you in his lap.
You giggled, “I see someone has been keeping up with his workouts.”
“Oh yeah after a certain someone said they kick my ass while injured how could I neglect them?” He laughed into your neck before planting a kiss there.
“Trust me if you would have seen that punch you’d believe it,” you said
“You’ve hit me more than enough during training that I already know,” you could hear the smile in his voice and relaxed further into his chest.
You placed the snacks on the bedside table and held the arms wrapped around your middle and closed your eyes.
“I’m so tired Peter. I just want all of this to be over, I’m tired of thinking about it,” you confessed. Your body was heavy with exhaustion and all you wanted to do was get better and back to your semi-normal life.
Peter squeezed you lightly and kissed your head, “I know baby, but it won’t be like this forever. Just give it time,” he said and you nodded still keeping your eyes closed.
“God you’re so good to me,” you told him.
“I could be even better,” Peter replied huskily in your ear.
Your breath caught in your throat and your eyes shot open as he kissed your neck again but this time it was slower and less playful. You reached a hand up to tangle into his dark locks as he began leaving small bruises and pushed curls aside to give himself better access.
“Peter,” you spoke breathlessly.
“Y/N,” hummed against your deep skin, the feeling sent a chill deep into your bones. He stopped in favor of looking into your eyes lovingly. You were quick to connect his lips with your own and just as effortlessly as he had put you in his lap he flipped you around so you could straddle him.
At this angle, the kiss only deepened and your hands continued their assault on his once perfect hair. Peter gripped you around the waist with one arm while allowing the other to snake beneath the stolen t-shirt you wore and up your back, there seemed excitement in his movements at the absence of a bra.
The feeling of his hand against your bare skin only enticed you more as you moved your hands to his face in an effort to bring him impossibly closer to you. Seeming to get the message, he laid back on the bed pressing your chests together.
Your hips moved of their own accord against his and you wanted nothing more than to keep going but he pushed back slightly, releasing your lips.
“Y/N,” he spoke, and you leaned your forehead against his, “I think you forgot you’re still technically in recovery my love.”
Though the nickname made your heart flutter you groaned and sat up, Peter’s hands fell to your waist.
“Peter come on~” you whined, “These bandages are basically for show at this point.”
“And until you’re finished with your cosplay we’re not going any further,” he smiled up at you as if he was delighted with himself.
“Gosh you’re so responsible,” you crossed your arms and pouted slightly.
Peter sat up and took your arms so they wrapped around his neck instead, “And that’s they call me the friendly neighborhood Spiderman,” he tapped your nose and you couldn’t help but laugh.
“Fine, we’ll do it your way,” you rolled your eyes and brought him in for another soft kiss.
“Good, now how about we watch a movie? I brought my laptop,” he asked.
Pairing(s): Peter Parker x Stark!reader, Tony Stark x daughter!reader
PREVIOUS CHAPTER
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The next morning you somehow found yourself a tangle of arms and legs with Peter.
After the initial wariness of your surroundings faded you were still finding it hard to believe this was all real you relaxed into him again. You pushed your face into his chest and breathed in his calming scent as his strong arms unconsciously tightened around you.
Your eyes slipped closed again and you were almost asleep again when the light sliding of the door opening could be heard.
You hoped they’d go away once they saw you were both asleep but there was no such peace with the Avengers.
“Aww look at how cute they are. You owe me five bucks Sam,” Natasha spoke.
“No you owe me, I said they’d be attached at the hip within 12 hours and you said 20,” you could practically hear the smirk in his voice.
“Okay, but I said 8 so, both of you pay up,” Bucky interrupted and it took everything in you not to look at them and roll your eyes.
You could hear the exchange of money and Bucky’s over-enthused “Thank you,” in reply.
Peter groaned beside you and held you closer, “You guys are way too loud,” he told them, eyes still closed.
“And you’re way too stingy, can’t we see her too?” Nat said and you giggled a little at that, effectively blowing your cover.
“She’s up!” Sam said and you and Peter both sat up, rubbing at your eyes and stretching.
“She wants to go back to sleep,” you told them and they laughed lightly.
“No time for that. Time for hugs,” Nat said, coming to your side of the bed.
Meanwhile, Peter got out of the bed and told you he’d be back with breakfast before kissing your cheek. The simple action made you giddy.
“Bleh,” Bucky fake gagged as Peter left and he and sam sat in his now vacant spot.
You hugged each of them tight, you hadn’t realized how much you missed everyone.
“So lover boy was here all night, huh?” Sam asked wiggling his eyebrows as if he didn’t know the answer.
“Yes he was, we talked and we slept and I will take no more questions,” you crossed your arms over your chest.
“That better be it,” Bucky said but there was no threat in his voice that warranted concern.
“Gosh, you’re really showing your age today aren’t you Buck?” Nat teased before turning to you. “Earlier he asked me what an AirPod was,” she laughed and you laughed with her.
“And here I thought you were getting the hang of this new fangled century,” you told him.
“Listen I’m trying okay, everything is so fancy for no reason,” he sulked and you laughed again.
“Seriously though kid, how are you?” Sam questioned and they all looked at you expectantly.
“In one piece,” you said honestly. “Some scrapes and bruises and a cut on the back of my neck that’ll probably scar but I’m alive,” you smiled.
“Was it a shock device?” Bucky asked darkly.
You hesitated before answering, “Yeah.”
Bucky’s metal arm flexed as he balled his hand into a fist, “I’ll fucking kill those HYDRA assholes one day.”
You placed a hand on top of his fist, “Hey,” he looked up at you, “I’m alright. Thanks to all of you I’m here and breathing. I love you guys.”
Before you knew it they pulled you into a hug and you held back tears giving you their own declarations of love. When Peter came back in with food they all decided to let you eat in peace with your boyfriend. Peter told you the doctors would be here around one and in the meantime, you’d probably get several visitors.
All too soon, he had to leave for the city, there was only so much school he could avoid without the possibility of not graduating on time. He left with a promise returning that evening and a soft kiss on your lips.
Before anyone new came in you asked FRIDAY to call your mom downstairs. She helped you shower and change into sweats and one of Peter’s shirts with a wink. She told you that she would have stayed longer but Morgan would be waking up for the day soon.
Your dad stopped by for a little after she left and after Sam and Bucky blew something up he also had to leave.
The next ones to walk through the door were Steve and Rhodey.
“Well if it isn’t two of my favorite soldiers,” you smiled as they walked in.
“As long as I’m the number one favorite I accept,” Rhodey said before gathering you into his arms for a tight hug.
When he let go Steve was next, “Keep dreaming Rhodes.”
“Well I would tell you who my favorite was if I thought it wouldn’t hurt your feelings,” you told them as they had taken the same positions as everyone else and sat on either side of you.
“C’mon now Y/N you wouldn’t want to give the old man a heart attack.”
Steve rolled his eyes.
“Anyways, how are you Y/N?” Steve asked.
“Good, healing, y’know? Seems like it’ll be a long process but I feel better than I did when I first woke up last night.”
“I’m glad to hear it, we’re only going up from here.”
“Definitely, by the way, I haven’t seen Thor, Clint, or Bruce today.”
“Thor is off-world, apparently whatever HYDRA used to brainwash Harley is similar to the mind stone so he’s trying to get it out ahead of it,” Steve told you.
“Clint had to run home, Laura is going to give birth soon and Bruce should be by later with your other doctors,” Rhodey finished.
“Ah got it. I cant wait for little Y/N to be born,” you said.
“Yeah because Barton is definitely gonna want to name is kid after the girl who put retractable grates in the vents to mess with him,” Rhodey rolled his eyes.
“Well he shouldn’t have tried to prank me on my own turf.”
“Everywhere is your turf,” Steve said.
You grinned, “Exactly.”
Steve hesitated before speaking again and his face became solemn, “Listen I’m sorry that I couldn’t do more for you that night.”
“So am I, we’re family, I should have protected you,” Rhodey added. They both let their heads hang low.
You took one of each of their hands into you, “You guys, look at me,” they obeyed, “I’m so incredibly happy right now you have no idea. A lot went wrong but I’m okay, even if I do have to spend a couple extra days in here.”
They both smiled at you and things felt okay again. They stayed for a little while longer leaving you with words of encouragement before you were once again left alone.
However, you weren’t suffocating the way you had been at HYDRA. You asked FRIDAY to project the water by the compound onto the right wall, it felt like you could finally release all the tension in your body.
Before you knew it your eyes slipped closed and you fell asleep.
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You were awakened again by the sound of the door opening, this time Bruce and your dad walked in with —
“Well this is quite the surprise,” you said smiling.
“How could I not visit my favorite fire-wielding hero,” he spoke and made his way over to bring you into a tight hug.
Bruce hugged you next with a smile and then went over to one of the machines you had unhooked when you first woke up. Your dad gave you a kiss on the forehead and then stood beside the other scientist.
“To what do I owe the pleasure Doctor Strange?” You asked.
“You know me,” He took a seat next to you on the bed, “I love popping in and out but after I heard what happen I made sure your dad kept me in the loop. I know magic stuff keeps me busy but I am still your Godfather,” he told you.
“Mystical Godfather,” Tony threw in, “A totally made up title.”
Strange rolled his eyes and silently mocked your dad, “Still a title.”
“Debatable.”
You laughed lightly at their childishness.
“In all seriousness though, your dad ordered a full workup. He said your flames turned purple and wanted to make sure it didn’t damage your body in a non-tradition sense,” he told you and you nodded.
“So I only get a visit if my life at risk?” You asked overdramatically, throwing a hand to your forehead, “You wound me.”
“Haha, very funny. Now sit up straight while I work my … magic,” he said.
“Booo, your jokes have gotten worse since Christine got pregnant,” However, you sat up straight as he stood.
Strange was quick to begin in a flash of warm light symbols surrounded you, several of them had even went in and out of your body.
After a few minutes, he was finished and the light and symbols faded away. His face was littered with mixed emotions.
“What is it?” You asked, concerned.
“Are you alright?” Strange asked and the question grabbed the attention of Bruce and Tony.
You were confused, “I mean aside from some injuries that might scar I feel fine.”
“Tired? Weak? Foggy mind?” Strange asked.
“Barely, it was bad when I first woke up though. What does that have to do with anything?”
“Part of what a ‘full workup’ is is looking into your soul or aura and it seems like whatever happened when you released those purple flames caused a hole,” Strange explained.
The room was silent. All three men looked at you anxiously as you sat in shock, you weren’t sure what to say.
“So a piece of he is just poof! Gone?” Tony asked, bewildered at the idea.
“It’s a small piece but essentially, yes. There’s a chance it may come back over time but things like this are usually done only in dire situations of stress or emotional turmoil.”
“Well my situation checks all the boxes,” you said quietly to yourself.
It was then that tour father decided to move from his spot beside Bruce and wrap an arm around your shoulders.
“Are you alright?” He asked.
“I think so, this is just a lot to process.”
He nodded and the room fell into silence once again.
“Well on the bright side,” Bruce spoke up, “It seems the damage Hydra did to your powers was temporary. If your readings are correct, you should be at 100% in no time,” he finished with a comforting smile.
“Thanks, Bruce. That actually does make me feel a little better,” you smiled with him.
After that Bruce ran a couple more tests and then the three men were gone again. However, your father did leave you your phone which you were beyond grateful for. You were playing a random game on it when Dr. Evans came to give you a quick check-up and update before leaving.
You had a few more hours of peace before your next visitor decided to show their face, it had to be well after sunset by now.
There were two knocks on your door and you replied for them to come in. You locked your phone and placed it on your bed as he entered and for some reason seeing him made you lose your breath.
