Hello, Hello! Hope this isn't a hard request but I've been struggling to find any fics with Peter snapping and surviving with the aftermath of snapping. I remember reading one with him going out as spider-man and a group of people throw him a thank you party for saving the world. So really anything like that is what I'm looking for.
Thanks for any and all help you can give and thanks for just helping out the spider-son and Iron-man nation as a whole!
You can find some under the "Peter Parker Snaps“ tag and use the filter to exclude major character death (sorry, tumblr for some reason won’t let me add the actual link).
but we do have some recs for you
5 Times Peter Didn't Cry & 1 Time He Did by posterchild
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When Tony met Peter Parker he didn't know how to handle the kid. In all the time Tony's known Peter he's never seen him cry. Not when Tony took the suit, not when Peter turned to dust, not when May died. Not even when Peter took the gauntlet and snapped everything back to normal.
One in a Million by inkinmyheartandonthepage
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Peter has the gauntlet, the stones already in place. Aliens are beginning to swarm him and in the overwhelming panic that begins to consume, he does the only thing he can think of. He shoves his hand into the gauntlet.
Peter's Scars by Ebone
Peter snapped Thanos away instead of Tony and lost his arm and gained scars covering most of his chest in the process.
Something happens in class and Peter has to take off his shirt revealing not only his abs but also his chest of scars to his class.
When Peter Forgot What Day It Was by goldenambedo
When Ned told Peter about the Stark Industries field trip he was missing out on whilst in recovery, Peter thought he wouldn't have to worry about it. He assumed he'd be asleep for it, as he was most of the time nowadays, and had forgotten about it quickly. He had more important things to worry about, like his damaged arm, his charred face, and everything else that'd happened in consequence of him snapping Thanos out of existence.
But then he went to the cafeteria with Mr Stark, and saw some unexpected familiar faces.
AKA Peter did the snap and is in recovery at SI, Midtown field trip trope sprinkled in, small identity reveal.
who said the future has to be set in stone, anyway? (Series) by MyArmsAreTooLong
During the final fight against Thanos, Peter was the one to snap his fingers and turned the enemy to dust. Now he just has to deal with the consequences
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 1/?
Fandom: Marvel Cinematic Universe, Spider-Man (Tom Holland Movies), Iron Man (Movies), The Avengers (Marvel Movies)
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Peter Parker & Tony Stark, Pepper Potts/Tony Stark, Aunt May Parker & Peter Parker, Peter Parker & Morgan Stark (Marvel Cinematic Universe), Michelle Jones & Ned Leeds & Peter Parker, Peter Parker & Other(s)
Characters: Peter Parker, Tony Stark, Pepper Potts, Aunt May Parker (Marvel), Morgan Stark (Marvel Cinematic Universe), Happy Hogan, James "Rhodey" Rhodes, Ned Leeds, Michelle Jones (Marvel), James "Bucky" Barnes, Other Avengers
Additional Tags: Not Canon Compliant with Movie: Avengers: Endgame (2019), Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Peter Parker Uses the Infinity Gauntlet, Protective Tony Stark, Parent Tony Stark, Peter Parker Needs a Hug, Hurt Peter Parker, Injury Recovery, Whump, Hurt/Comfort, Fluff and Angst, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Aunt May Parker & Tony Stark Coparenting Peter Parker, Bucky Barnes & Peter Parker Friendship, Found Family, Family Bonding, Irondad, Hospitals, Physical Therapy, Amputee Peter Parker, Post-Blip, Panic Attacks, Physical Disability, Tony Stark Acting as Peter Parker's Parental Figure, Hugs, Comfort, Finding Nemo references, Nightmares
Summary:
This is it.
Thanos's gravelly voice from moments ago echoes in his ears: “I am inevitable.”
Peter tilts his chin up, the barest hint of a smirk crossing over his face. “And you…just—lost.”
He lets out a breath.
And snaps.
-or-
Defeating Thanos and saving the universe didn't come without a heavy cost. Peter Parker must learn how to fit back into a world that has moved on for five years without him while attempting to navigate the challenges of a life forever changed. Thankfully, he doesn't have to face any of it alone—with the support of his family and friends, can he find a way to rebuild from the ashes?
Peter: ...as soon as my body is done rejecting itself from all this radiation, I'm going to pull my own arm off and beat you with it, for that cruddy joke.
Tony: ...I'd say "language," but you technically didn't curse. Still feels like you cursed in spirit. Also, you're grounded, kid.
Peter wields the gauntlet instead of Tony but instead of snapping his fingers peter makes thanos and his army do the thriller dance until they die thanos begs for mercy but none is given now Tony and dr strange have to figure out how to get peter to give up the stones before he does something else creatively evil
Peter: Dance my pretties! Dance!
Thanos:
Tony and Dr Strange:
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the
Organization for Transformative Works
After five long years without Peter, Tony finally gets the kid back, but the universe can have such a sick sense of humour.
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Tony looked up from where he lay prone on the dirt and stone beneath him. Moving his limbs took a monumental effort, and he didn't know how much longer he could go toe to toe against Thanos. The suit had begun to reflect light strangely, various scrapes and indentations distorting its silhouette. The helmet no longer covered his head, too damaged beyond repair to do its job anymore.
Peter was nothing more than a distant dark blur in the distance, weaving in between the multitudes of Thanos’ army. He was progressively moving closer, Stark-made Infinity Gauntlet in hand, and Tony wanted to cry out to him not to come any closer, to turn around and run as far and fast as his legs could take him. This was no place for a kid.
The sounds of distant gunfire and battle cries echoed in the distance but rapidly faded into nothing more than muffled noise. Five long years. Tony didn’t care if it made him look like an overprotective helicopter parent, but there was no way in hell he’d be letting Peter out of his sight ever again.
Peter’s breaths came in harsh exhales rhythmically each time his left foot hit the ground. Curled against his chest was the Gauntlet, half the size of his torso and awkward to carry. He was almost out of webs which was just as well; out in the open terrain, the only opportunities he had to swing were few and far between.
He saw Valkyrie soaring overhead on her - and Peter couldn’t believe he’d be able to say this, Ned wouldn’t believe it - winged horse, spear in hand. Peter saw her target: a nearby Leviathan he could smell from where he was, almost 2000-feet away.
Watching the spectacular display of warriorship, he grinned for a moment at the magnificence of it all. The spirit of the moment faded quickly however as just past where Valkyrie flew, he saw Tony’s form hunched over, one hand stabilising his weight on a nearby rocky outcrop. The distance between him and the large hulking figure of Thanos was rapidly closing, and Peter knew that there was only one way things would pan out… But, he thought, his legs hitting the ground increasing in speed, when you can do the things that I can, but you don’t, and then the bad things happen, they happen because of you.
The Titan strode towards Tony, hungering for the job to be finished - for Iron Man to be nothing more than powder and dust beneath his feet. His steps were almost lazy and dripping with sadistic intention.
Tony had barely recovered to a standing position when Thanos placed his boot atop his chest and pushed, the combination of Thanos’ sheer mass and strength sending him crashing to the ground once more. The air was knocked out of his lungs on impact, and it was only with deep measured breaths that he was able to draw in the oxygen his body was starving for.
“I’m going to enjoy this...very, very much.” Thanos loomed over him, tossing his double-edged sword to the side. He wanted to finish it with his own hands. Tony’s struggles were fruitless, blasts from the repulsors glancing off of the Titan’s armour, the suit and its wearer spent.
Thanos bent down briefly shifting his foot’s position on Tony’s chest, his right hand in an open cylindrical grasp aiming for the space surrounding Tony’s neck.
Feeling the pressure lift momentarily, Tony took in a shuddering breath before the pressure resumed in force, in that moment just hoping that when the end came that it would somehow be quick.
“Hey, you dropped something!”
No.
The side of Thanos’ double-edged blade - now covered in webs - greeted his face as he turned to locate the voice’s source. A thin stream of purple trickled down his temple, and lips curled inwards and nostrils flared in fury, Thanos turned to face Peter, dropping Tony from where he had held him feet above the ground.
Tony’s promise to himself to protect Peter was ultimately short-lived. For the life of him he couldn’t move. It turned out the universe had a sick sense of humour, and Tony had hoped he - and Peter for that matter - wouldn’t be the butt of the joke this time. His kid’s silhouette was dwarfed by the Titan, the Gauntlet no longer cradled against his chest but stuck in a tug of war that Peter couldn’t win.
Suddenly going slack and removing all of his resistance, Peter watched as the Gauntlet went flying to his left, tumbling down a small hill before laying still on its side, Infinity Stones twinkling faintly. Peter knew he wasn’t stronger than Thanos, but he sure as hell was faster.
He dove towards the Stones, feeling rough gravel scrape along his knees and arms. He quickly grasped it in his left hand, holding it above his right, watching as the device began to shift and change to match the size of its wearer.
Peter didn’t care if he made it out alive or not. That moment was larger than him. It was larger than Tony. It was larger than all of them.
The second the gauntlet closed around Peter’s hand he felt a pain that was like nothing else he had ever experienced in his life. Veins of light pulsed up his arm and into his jaw, and it was all he could see and feel. In one agonising combination, it felt like flames were progressively licking their way up and down his body and stretching its tendrils towards his chest, viciously incorporating the feeling of putting his body in a pool of water filled with ice. Starting from the tips of his fingers, everything burned and then went numb.
Locking eyes with Tony from across their small arena, Peter saw Tony’s eyes widening in abject horror, realising what he was about to do.
Mouthing ‘thank you’, Peter smiled faintly and snapped.
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The brightness blinded Tony as everything was bathed in a shower of white. Around him, Thanos’ forces crumbled, soon nothing more than dust in the wind. The desperate dictator was the last to fade.
Everything was quiet, except for the faint metallic clang of the Gauntlet hitting the dirt, and the scraping sound of fabric sliding down stone.
Adrenaline powered Tony to his feet as he put two and two together, and stumbled towards where the crumpled form of Peter sat, back against stone.
Peter looked small and fragile, so far from the larger-than-life kid from Queens. His eyes, usually so full of life, were unfocused, but as they found Tony’s, a faint twinkle of life returned to them. “Hey Mr Stark...did I do it?” It was barely a whisper.
“Hey kiddo...yeah, you did it.” Tony fell to his knees in front of Peter’s frail form, placing a comforting hand on his shoulder and squeezed lightly, corners of his mouth turning upwards in a sad smile.
The smile quickly faded as Peter’s head began to loll gently to the side, eyes losing their focus once more. Tony got a proper look at the price Peter paid. The right side of Peter’s face was covered in burns, the skin charred and caked in a mixture of dried and fresh blood. Eyes trailing down, the damage extended down the whole right half of Peter’s body.
Peter felt numb, everything around him existing in a faraway dreamlike state. He couldn’t feel much of anything except for the warmth on his shoulder where Tony’s hand still remained. His head was heavy, and he couldn’t quite get his lips to move. He felt a vague prickle of frustration in the back of his mind. Why couldn’t he move his lips? He had so much he wanted to say to Tony...
“Pete, don’t you go to sleep on me. You’re okay, just hold on for a bit, we’ll get you out of here, alright?” Tony’s hand shook on Peter’s shoulder but got no response. Tony knew the kid wasn’t going to make it. He felt rather than saw Pepper, Steve, and Rhodey land behind him.
Peter felt his field of vision going gray, the colours and light of life slowly fading from his surroundings. He was able to have one last good look at the man he now called his father as he was pulled in against Tony’s body.
“You’re okay, you’re okay…” Tony’s whispered reassurances were more for himself, trying and failing to convince himself that none of it was real. Peter would be taken to medical by Quinjet, and within a week he would be bounding with that endless energy Tony had come to love. Tony would make him a prosthetic if he needed one. Everything would be fine. Everything would work out exactly the way it was supposed to.
Cradling the boy’s head to his chest, Tony felt Peter’s last exhale before he went still.
Relationships: Peter Parker & Tony Stark, Ben Parker & Peter Parker, May Parker & Peter Parker, Peter Parker & Morgan Stark, Peter Parker & Avengers Team, Happy Hogan/May Parker, Pepper Potts/Tony Stark, Gamora/Peter Quill
Characters: Peter Parker, Tony Stark, Morgan Stark, Ben Parker, May Parker, Guardians of the Galaxy Team, Steve Rogers, Thor, Loki, Hulk, Clint Barton, Natasha Romanov, James "Bucky" Barnes, Sam Wilson, Wanda Maximoff, Thanos, James "Rhodey" Rhodes
Peter has always been reckless; ready to sacrifice everything and take on the world for his family. He knew it gave May and Tony so much grief. However, faced with this decision, his life or the world's – his life or his family’s, the answer was obvious. He guesses that this would be the last one - his last decision. But if this decision could guarantee the joy and happiness of his friends, his family. If it would save so many people. Then, he supposes, it's alright. After all, with great power, comes great responsibility. So...
Hello again! I was wondering if you have a few fics were peter snaps-lives but is either disabled or loses the arm -thank you!!!
I’m sure we have some under our Peter snaps tag. But here are two I could think of
Peter's Scars by Ebone
Peter snapped Thanos away instead of Tony and lost his arm and gained scars covering most of his chest in the process.
Something happens in class and Peter has to take off his shirt revealing not only his abs but also his chest of scars to his class.
who said the future has to be set in stone, anyway? (Series) by MyArmsAreTooLong
During the final fight against Thanos, Peter was the one to snap his fingers and turned the enemy to dust. Now he just has to deal with the consequences
EDIT: @varayu-likes-marvel heres another one
5 Times Peter Didn't Cry & 1 Time He Did by posterchild
When Tony met Peter Parker he didn't know how to handle the kid. In all the time Tony's known Peter he's never seen him cry. Not when Tony took the suit, not when Peter turned to dust, not when May died. Not even when Peter took the gauntlet and snapped everything back to normal.
