~unedited~

Also some of this was written in a rush so sorry in advance.

(Keep reading I have a very important announcement that you all need to read)

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(Proves how much time I have to myself.)

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1. Request- 40 yes's

An interview where Flash is trying to get hired by Mr. Stark as an intern only to find out by asking for Mr. Stark, he asked for Peter Stark. Not Tony Stark-Rogers. Flash is led to Peter's office to see Peter working on a holographic blueprint on his desk. Peter is willing to hire Flash because people change. However, Flash gets belligerent and Peter literally picks Flash up and tosses him out the front door of SI

Flash walked into the door of SI.

He was finally going to get that internship that Penis Parker never had.

"Hello, may I help you?"

Flash looked over to the the front desk lady.

"Oh, yes. I'm here for an internship under Mr. Stark."

"Mr. Stark?" Desk Lady looked up from her glasses.

"Yes."

"Alright, he's waiting."

Flash made his way to the office via people's instructions, and knocked on the door.

"Come in."

The voice sounded pretty young to be Mr. Stark, but he went in anyway.

Peter Parker Stark was sitting at his desk working on a holographic blueprint.

"Oh shit-"

Peter spun around, eyes wide.

"Y-you're the person that wants to be my intern-" Peter squeaked, pointing a finger at Flash.

"What the literal fuck. Why are you pretending to be Tony Stark, Penis?"

Peters wide eyes started to tear up in laughter.

"Oh, oh my- oh my god!" Peter was practically on the floor.

"Wh-what?"

Once Peter contained himself, he sat up off the floor to explain.

"Tony is now Mr. Stark-Rogers. I'm Mr. Stark now."

"Penis, what are you gaining from lying about all this?"

"All right Flash, shut it. I'm willing to hire you and whatnot, so please don't ruin this for yourself."

"You think I care? You're going to hire me and get me in close with Tony Stark, Penis."

Flash came into Peters personal space cuz he's a butthole, and grabbed the 19 year old by his shirt collar.

"Got it?"

Peter had a blank look in his face as he spoke, "I could call security on your ass in five seconds Flash. Don't touch me." Peter brushed his hand off of him.

"Who the fuck do you think you are!" Flash lifted his arm to punch Tony Stark's son.

"Alright Flash, I'm done with your shit today." Peter grabbed Flash by his wrist and walks all the way down to the lobby.

He opens the door and throws Flash out.

Cameras were out and capturing every moment.

Peter being Peter looked straight at one of the camera's.

"Don't bully me in high school then expect to be my intern," before heading inside and taking a nap at his desk.

2. Request- 21 yes's

"Can you do one where Peter is volunteering at a 1st grade class and some bad guys evade the school so Peter goes all Papa Bear and protects them but it turns out that one of the little kids was recording the whole thing and posted it on YouTube and then Peter went viral"

Peter honestly doesn't even know why a six year old has a camera or even knows how to upload a video from the camera to YouTube, but it happened.

So, let's hear (read) the story shall we?

Peter walked into the classroom full of tiny little six year olds. They were all running around playing, one attacked the person beside them with a very sharp pencil.

Ah, first grade.

Everyone was having a great time, the kids loved Peter.

Mainly because he agreed to let them draw on his face.

Biggest mistake of his life.

As soon as he said yes, kids all of a sudden had six thousand markers.

The children smiled devilishly and began drawing.

The least Peter can say is that his face is now abstract art made with markers.

Maybe some paint, his face is so colorful at this point that he thought he was a rainbow in human form.

"OH MY GOD YOU'RE SO F R I C K E N BEAUTIFUL PETER!"

"Thank you Sara."

The teacher had disappeared, so now Peter was left with 26 tiny children.

Life is great.

"Alright kids, I need to go wash my face. Laupo you're in charge."

Laupo was a small kid, but scared the literal shit out of Peter.

The small child looked up at Peter, saluted, and made the other children line up against the wall.

Yeah, they were going to be fine.

Right?

Right.

Peter left the classroom and went down the hall, looking for the bathroom.

This elementary school had the weirdest layout.

Peter finally found the bathroom and went to the sink.

He almost had all the marker off when alarms started blaring in his ears.

Then his spidey senses went off.

Took long enough.

Peter sighed and tried to think straight with the loud alarms ringing in his ears and vibrating off his skull.

The kids.

Suddenly, the alarm didn't seem as loud as he remembered the small children inside the classroom down the hall.

He heard the pounding of feet running down the hall. Then the screaming of kids.

Peter ran out of the bathroom, running to the classroom.

Six men were surrounding the kids, guns in hand.

Peter looked at them with disgust. Going so low to attack six year olds? Disgusting.

Charlie, a little girl, looked at him with fear.

He put his finger to his mouth, signaling her to be quiet.

Peter slowly went behind one man, raising his hand and striking a pressure point in the back of his neck.

The man groaned and fell to the floor, his gun sliding across the room.

The five remaining men turned to attack, shooting dozens of bullets at the teen in front of them.

Peter relied on his senses to dodge the bullets. He managed to dodge most of them, one getting lodged in his shoulder and a few cuts were the bullet grazed his skin.

"What the hell are you?" one man asked, the rest of the men just as shocked.

Peter gave him a sickly sweet smile, "you see, I'm just one hell of a fighter." Peter ran towards the men, swiping one man legs out from under him.

The man hit the ground, with a thud.

"What the hell Jerry! Get your ass up and help us!"

Jerry stayed on the ground, "I'm sorry man but that kid is creepy as hell."

The man the yelled scoffed and looked back to where Peter was standing.

"Where did he go?"

Another man hit the ground, passed out in his face.

Three men down, three to go.

All three came at him at once, surrounding him.

Peter felt himself being held by to people while one wrapped their hands around his neck.

Peter kicked the man in front of him where the sun doesn't shine, taking the advantage of his loosened grip.

Then he rose his hand, since the men's hands were holding his forearms.

He grabbed ones hand and squeezed, allowing some of his super strength to come out.

The man's hand made a cracking sound as he yelled out in pain, letting go of Peter.

Peter took that as his chance to get the final man down.

He twisted around and pushed the man off of him. The man looked at him, Peter gasped at him.

"You're the teacher," Peter seethed. "You're job is to protect these kids, and you decide to try and kill them?"

Peter lifted the man by his shirt, "not on my watch."

Peter punched him, knocking him out with the blow.

And then the police decide to come in.

"Sir put your hands up and come with us!"

"I didn't-" he was silenced by cuffs being put on his wrists.

"No! Peter didn't do anything!"

Laupo walked over to the police woman cuffing Peter. "Those are the men that tried to kill us, Peter saved us."

The woman looked at him, unsure if the small child was telling the truth. But she found herself unlocking the cuffs.

The kids phone starting ringing like crazy.

"Is that your parent or guardian?" Police Woman asked.

Peter looked at the call ID and nodded before answering.

"Yeah I know."

"I'm sorry I'm late."

"I'll explain what happened when I get home, I'm kinda in the middle of something."

The kid hung up and looked back at the woman.

"My dad wants me home so I have to go, if you need me to say what happened or anything my name is Peter Parker."

"Hey kid you can't just run away from a crime scene!" Police Woman yelled, but he was already gone.

The woman sighed.

Kids these days.

The next day Peter was trending number one on YouTube.

The video showed Peter coming in all the way until the police showed up.

The name of the publisher was Laupo Lases.

The police woman searched up the name Peter Parker, and found out that he was put up for adoption four months prior to the events, his guardians name classified.

Tony sighed, "you're going to be the death of me one day."

Peter shrugged and closed the laptop they were watching the video on.

"But you love me."

"That I do."

3. Request- 17 yes's

Peter snaps during a field trip to stark tower like he’s pissed off at flash and Steve then a worker was being racist and unholy so peter just yells at all of them for ten minutes straight

Peter was not having a good day.

First of all: Steve is a big shit head that made his dad have a panic attack last night.

Second of all: He was currently in the middle of a tour of his house and Flash is bugging the shit out of him.

Third of all: The tour guide, Carl, was racist piece of shit.

"Here is the museum, feel free to look but don't touch."

Penis Parker suck some-"

"Flash do me a favor and go somewhere else, just looking at you is making me nauseated."

"What does some girl know?"

Oh Flash, you have a death wish.

"Clearly more than you."

Flash huffed and left to go to his equally stupid friends.

"Thanks MJ."

MJ looked up from her book briefly, "no problem, loser."

As the tour continued, Carl was getting worse and worse with his comments, and everytime someone mentioned Steve Peter's blood boiled, and then Flash is just being his shitty self.

Peter looked at an Iron Man suit, brushing his fingers against the smooth metal.

"Don't touch that Parker. Tony Stark doesn't want white trash like you touching his amazing suits."

Of course Carl was watching.

"Sorry," Peter mumbled

"Shut it," Carl flicked Peter's forehead.

"Dickhead," MJ yelled at him. Carl didn't acknowledge her, because even Carl is scared of MJ.

"Hey Penis-"

"Fuck off Flash I'm really not in the mood right now."

Flash and his stupid friends laughed, "you have mouth on you today, Penis."

"And you never have a brain, or you don't use it."

"Damn Parker!" Abe yelled.

Flash growled at Peter's very true insult and was about to fight him.

Flash raised a fist but was caught off guard by Peter Parker deciding to speak up to him again

"I would not suggest hitting me Flash, that would be a very bad decision on your part."

"Get away from each other you two. White Trash and Bug Head. "

The voice came from the one, the only,

Carl.

"Carl could you just shut the fuck up for one minute!"

The children went quiet.

Did Peter Parker really just talk back?

Again?

"Now listen here White Trash-"

"No! You listen here, Racist Shithead! You need to learn to shut the fuck up and start respecting people for who they are. Not by what color their skin is."

Carl stood there, in his mighty shitheading-ness, absolutely stunned.

"Damn, Penis Parker snapped," Flash chuckled.

Peter turned to Flash, fire in his eyes.

"And you need to shut the fuck up too! I can't go anywhere in the school without you calling me by the stupid name! Honestly you're always so far up my ass at school, I'm starting to think your obsessed with me! So for once in you life, leave me the fuck alone!"

Peter took a deep breath, roasting people took a lot of oxygen.

Flash's eyes we're wide and he looked like someone just sucked his soul out of his body.

"Parker-"

Peter turned back to Carl and pointed a finger at him. "Shut the fuck up you unholy being."

After that ordeal, they continued the tour and Carl became a decent human.

Flash finally shut the fuck up.

And Peter was going to fix his Steve problem later.

After everything that has happened everyone thinks it's safe to say one thing about the day.

Never make Peter Parker mad.

4. Request- 24 yes's

"Can you please do a baby Peter one where he has his powers and Tony is freaking out because his son is on the ceiling?"

Tony Stark.

Everyone knew his name, and everyone knew everything going on in Tony Stark's life thanks to the press.

But there was one thing that no one knew about.

Tony Stark had a three year old son.

His name is Peter Stark.

And Peter Stark has spider powers and is stuck on the ceiling.

"Peter please come down!" Tony pleased with his three year old son.

Peter giggled as he stuck his tongue out at his father.

"Peter Benjamin Stark, get down!"

Peter looked over at his yelling father and giggled again.

Yeah he wasn't coming down anytime soon.

Tony sighed.

He went to the kitchen and Peter thought he had won this mighty battle.

Until Tony came in with a chocolate chip cookie.

"Hey Pete if you come down then I'll give you some cookies."

Peter released the ceiling, Tony running over to catch him.

This small demon would be the end of The Great Tony Stark.

Pepper found her husband and son laying on the couch. Peter on top of Tony's chest and Tony having a protective arm around the small child.

Then she looked up to see multiple tiny footprints.

"Oh they're in trouble."

5. Request- 25 yes's

"PETER PISSED OF AT THE ROGUESSSSS

"We'll come at three in the afternoon."

"I can't do that. I have something to do."

"And what might that be?"

Tony internally cussed out the other man on the phone.

"Someone very important will be here a few minutes after that and I need to give them my undivided attention."

"We're coming at three."

Tony was legit about to strangle him through the phone.

"Listen here Cap-" a small noise was heard by the man on the other side of the call. "-just don't come at three. That's final."

"Fine."

Then Tony hung up.

"What was that about?" Peter looked at Tony with his big brown for eyes, curly hair due to the rain outside washing out the gel.

Tony couldn't let him know about the Rouges coming back, Peter would go crazy.

Tony smiled and put an arm around the kid, "it's nothing kid. Let's work on your suit."

"Not until you tell me what's wrong."

This kid had cold hearted Tony Stark wrapped around his finger.

How could he lie to his kid?

"Fine."

Peter looked like a happy puppy, probably because Tony rarely caved in.

"The Rouges are coming back tomorrow."

"wHaT."

"Listen kid, it's okay, I'm okay. I got it handled."

Peter looked at Tony softly.

Then he hugged the older man before him.

Tony didn't hesitate in hugging the kid back.

"You know it's okay to not be okay. No one is ever always okay."

"Yeah kid, I know."

Tony and Peter pulled away.

"I get to stay this weekend right?"

Tony smiled, "yeah kid, it's my weekend."

CPS found out about Peter's living conditions and took him away from May.

But with a little persuasion from Tony Stark him and May were allowed Fridays, weekends, and Mondays. The other weekdays were spent with a foster family.

They treated Peter alright, fed him and all that jazz.

Anyways, after that conversation, Tony and Peter went into the kitchen for a snack.

Carol is back: (￣ω￣;) and she is giving you a time skip into the next day. Also here are her children: Marie (●’◡’●) and Jace: (￣‐￣) (he looks like his mother.)

Peter dreaded going to school and leaving his father alone for the day.

Apparently the government wanted their meeting to be shown live, most likely so they would have to make up. Whether they wanted to or not.

Both parties hated it and argued against the plan, but as usual the government won.

Tony had to basically drag Peter to the school and practically push him out of the car.

"Have a good day, love you!" Tony smiled smugly as Peter glared at him.

"You too, good luck with Shithead."

"I would tell you that you shouldn't talk like that, but you aren't wrong."

Peter smiled and waved bye to his father before rushing into school so he wouldn't be late to class. Again.

Peter came to a halting stop to his halfish sprint and opened his first period classroom door.

"Nice of you to join us Mr. Parker,"
Mrs. Laura was a nice woman, but do not get on her bad side.

Just don't.

"Sorry Mrs. Laura, home stuff."

Mrs. Laura knew of his living arrangements and tried to help him out the best she could.

"Alright Peter, take a seat."

Peter sat down and the day dragged on.

Lunch finally came around and he sat at his usual table with Ned and MJ.

MJ had finally decided that Peter and Ned were okay to sit with, but they were still losers.

"Where's your lunch Peter?"

Peter looked over at his friend, just now remembering that he forgot to pack his lunch because of the hectic day.

Peter scratched the back of his neck, "I forgot to pack it, a lot of stuff is going on."

Ned nodded and gave Peter half his sandwich after Ned basically shoving it in his mouth and saying "I can't eat it now, your mouth has already claimed it."

Peter sighed but at the food given, mainly due to the glare by MJ.

"To poor to afford your own food, Parker?"

Ah, the sweet comfort of Flash.

Peter wasn't in the mood to take any of Flash's bullshit today. "Yeah, just forgot. Probably like your mom forgot to teach you common sense."

"Looks like Penis has some confidence today, how about I shut it down?"

Flash's goons laughed and agreed.

Flash ended up getting a few punches, managing to give Peter a black eye, a bruised cheek, busted lip, and a bloody nose.

Now Peter is sitting in the nurses office, Mrs. Hadley fussing over his wounds as a back up nurse calls Tony.

The meeting had started about thirty minutes ago and everything had gone smooth so far, even though Tony was having an internal anxiety attack.

Then his phone rang.

"You can't answer that right now." Steve always had to ruin things.

Tony was about to put his phone away when he saw the number was Peter's school.

"I really have to take this."

"Then do it here, in front of us."

Tony really wanted to cuss Steve out. He shouldn't have to answer the phone in front of him, especially since this is live.

But he accepted the call anyways.

"Is this Mr. Parkers guardian at the moment?"

Tony cleared his throat and spoke, "yes it is, is there a problem."

"Mr. Parker has gotten into a fight, he got pretty banged up and we suggest you come get him."

Tony took a sharp breath. Peter? In a fight?

"A fight?"

"Yes sir."

Tony sighed and looked at Steve.

"I'll be there soon," Tony ended the call and got up from his chair to leave.

"You can't just leave." Steve said, getting up as well.

"Well something more important than this shit came up so I'm leaving. I'll be back in less than thirty minutes. Don't miss me to much."

And with that he left.

"Maybe we can talk about other things until he gets back."

Scott took this as his chance to shine.

Tony made it to Peter's school fairly fast, definitely a new record.

The front office lady nearly passed out as Tony Stark came in asking for Peter Parker.

When she overcame her shock, Peter was called out of the nurses office.

Tony slung an arm over his shoulder and led him to the car.

"I'm going to kill him," was Tony's first words as they sat in the car.

"No."

"Yes."

This conversation went on and on, even after they reached the tower and made their way inside.

"You can't kill a minor, dad. That's illegal."

"I'm Tony Stark, there's an exception."

Peter sighed, "No dad, there is not."

"Hey Pete, wait in the living room while I finish up something. We will talk more about this."

Peter groaned but listened to his father.

"Took you long enough," Steve remarked as Tony took his seat once again.

"Look I don't have all day, something important is waiting," Tony explained, not in the mood for Shithead Spangles.

Tony signed the document that allowed them to be forgiven and let them stay in his tower.

"Alright it's solved, you're all forgiven."

Tony quickly left the room as the cameras turned off, the Rouges following.

"Stark you can't just leave like this."

Tony held back a sarcastic reply and instead said, "I already said that I have something more important waiting."

Steve scoffed, "I bet. Like what?"

They reached the living room and saw a young teen sitting on the couch.

"That," Tony said mentioning to Peter.

Peter looked up and his eyes darkened.

"Is there a problem?" Peter asked, his voice surprisingly dark.

"No Peter-"

Peter ignored him and stood up, getting in Steve's face.

"Do you have a problem with my father, Captain?"

The way he said "Captain" made everyone one in the room shiver.

"You look a little to beat up to be talking to me this way."

Peter laughed a dark laugh. "Are you saying I can't fight?"

Steve's eyes looked confident and st ease, "I mean, clearly not."

Peter made a "tsk tsk" before punching Steve, holding most of his strength. Steve still fell back, crashing into the Rouges behind him.

"You are all ungrateful pieces of shit. I hope you're all ashamed about what you've done."

"Alright kid, listen-" Sam said, pointing a finger at the teen.

"No you listen! I'm 15 and still more reliable than you! Steve all of sudden turns on Tony and then the rest of you," he waves his hand at the others, "just follows behind him like a litter of puppies!"

"Learn to think things over before you actually do something."

Peter honest couldn't say anything about that topic but he said something anyways.

"You're all people that think you help the world when what you're doing right now is hurting it."

Tony cleared his throat, drawing the attention back to him. "Alright kid, time to talk."

The Rouges got up off the floor, watching Peter go to a demon to a cute angel.

"But I don't wanna, " Peter whined.

"I don't care if you 'wanna' or not. A shit bag of a kid is not punching my kid and getting away with it.

Scott spoke first, "We can be dad bros!"

(Okay I'll admit I was tired af when I wrote this one, sorry if it's not the best)

6. Request- 16 yes's

"Different ways of how the Avengers by accident find out Peter’s identity."

Natasha-

Peter was scrolling through Instagram, literally doing nothing.

"Hey Spider-Man."

Peter let out a high pitched squeak and turned to the voice.

"How did you-"

Natasha simply shrugged, "Peter, you're on Spider-Man's Instagram and I just watched you post a picture."

"Oh."

Bruce-

"Hey Bruce can you help me with my school project?"

Bruce looked up from his desk and gave Peter a small smile, "sure what do you need help with?"

Peter sat down beside him, "Tony would be to much of a bother with this so I came to you."

Bruce nodded, he felt happy that he was chosen over Tony. Mainly because he rarely got any 'Peter time'.

"So I need help with this math problem."

Bruce nodded and began showing Peter the steps to the problem when his eyes started to wander.

He saw a glint under Peter's shirt sleeve.

"Hey Pete, what's that?"

Peter looked where Bruce's gaze was directed and saw his web shooters showing a bit.

"Oh thooooose, those are just, um, ya know, bracelets?"

"Peter, don't lie. It's rude."

Peter groaned, Bruce was too nice to demand the answer.

"Well I'm kinda Spider-Man?"

Bruce looked shocked, his nephew was a vigilante.

"Okay?"

Steve-

"Where did you get that bruise, Pete?"

Peter looked over at his uncle, realizing he had a bruise covering his cheek.

"Oh thaaaaaaat? That's just, um, you know, um, paint?"

Steve sighed and put his hand on his forehead. "Peter. If you want to lie, at least make up a good one."

Peter nodded, looking at his feet.

"Now, fess up."

"Well I kinda got punched and I didn't want to fight back because I might accidentally hurt him with my strength so I just let him hit me." Peter explained in one breath.

"Okay one, I'm going to find him, two, did I hear you say 'I didn't want to hurt him with my strength'?"

"Maybe you did, maybe you didn't," Peter whispered, backing into the hallway.

Natasha walked by after hearing their entire conversation.

"He's Spider-Man."

A thud was heard down the hall, "Why you gotta do me like that мама паук!"

Thor & Loki-

"Is Peter going to be here brother, because if not I refuse to go in." Loki told his brother, that was very annoying on the way here.

"Yes, Son Of Stark should be present!" Thor boomed, happily walking alongside his brother.

"Why do you can him Son Of Stark? Stark is not his father." Loki almost laughed at his brothers lack of knowledge.

Thor stopped in his tracks. "Son Of Stark isn't really Son Of Stark?" Thor looked hurt and like he wanted to cry at the news.

Loki sighed, he didn't want to deal with this right now. "Yes brother, that is Starks son."

Thor immediately lit (L I T) up and began walking happily again.

Once they reached the penthouse the discovered Peter sitting on the ceiling.

"Peter that is very dangerous. Get down at once," Loki scolded.

"But I won't fallllll, I'm Spider-Mannnn," Peter whined, laying on the wall with his arms spread by his sides and a determined look to stay on the ceiling plastered on his face.

"I refuse to leave."

"SON OF STARK IS ALSO MAN OF SPIDERS!" Thor looked completely shook, he was shooketh to his core.

"Yes brother, it was obvious."

~I would do more but I'm having writers block so I'm really sorry~

7. Request- 20 yes's

"Could you do one where peter doesn't like the rouges and when the rouges are rude to tony (for what ever reason) peter goes ballistic and yells at them"

Peter was just walking to the tower after school.

He didn't expect to see reporters surrounding the building.

Peter decided to weave his way in the crowd, hoping he could get in without anyone paying any attention to him.

But if course with his Parker (Stark) Luck™ , that didn't happen.

"WHO ARE YOU!"

"DO YOU KNOW ANY DETAILS ON WHY THE ROUGE AVENGERS HAVE SHOWN UP!?"

There was many more things being shouted at him, but he focused on that one question.

The Rouges were in there.

And so was Tony.

Peter immediately started moving faster, gliding through the crowd and making it to the doors.

Reporters followed him in and the the security check.

"Peter!"

Mrs. Stark was rushing to Peter's side in her heels across the lobby.

"MRS. STARK WHO IS THE BOY!?"

Pepper ignored them and focused on Peter.

"Tony is having a panic attack and I can't calm him down. Steve and the rest are trying to get in his lab and that's just making it worse."

Peter nodded and hurriedly followed her to the security check and to the private elevator.

He ran down the hall, not paying attention to where is was going, but following by memory.

When he got to Tony's lab door, the sight angered him.

The Rouges were standing at the door, Steve continually knocking and demanding to be let in. The others shouting as well.

Natasha was just leaning against the wall not giving at shit, so Peter didn't really pay attention to her.

"Hey!" He shouted, he needed to get them away from the door.

They all shut up and turned to the scrawny teen behind them.

"What are you doing up here kid?" Steve demanded.

"More like what are YOU doing up here Steve. You are still a wanted criminal and it would be best for you if you left right now."

Steve scoffed at his words, but Peter paid ni attention and pushed into the crowd of superheros.

"FRIDAY isn't letting anyone in so good luck kid."

Peter didn't pay much attention to whoever said that and continued to the door.

"Fri, can you please open the door and let me in."

The voice sounded almost relieved when she spoke, "Of course Mini Stark, Boss has been asking for you."

The team looked shocked as Peter went inside, the door closing behind them. They immediately repeated what they were doing earlier.

Peter paid then no mind as he rushed to his fathers side.

"P- peter?" Tony looked up at his son, his eyes we're wide and his pupils were dilated, sweat drenching his forehead.

"Yeah, it's me. You're okay now." Peter grabbed Tony's hands on held them.

Tony winced as the Rouges demanded entry.

"Hey, don't pay attention to them, look at me and focus on my face and words okay?"

Tony looked over at his son, shaking a little, and nodded.

"Okay good. It's okay now, I'm here and if they keep on doing what they are I'll get them out of the tower, would you like that? For me to get them out of the tower?"

Tony nodded once again, still not able get any words out.

"Okay, would you be okay if I left you alone for a little bit?"

"Y- yeah."

Peter smiled and got up, letting go of Tony's hands.

Peter left the lab and pushed Steve away from the lab door, causing him to stumble and everyone behind him to do the same.

"You need to leave. Now."

The group laughed at Peter.

A small kid trying to threaten them.

Cute.

"Now listen here son-"

"Don't call me 'son' okay? And I suggest you leave before things get ugly, because trust me. If you do one more thing to that man in there," he pointed behind him at the lab door, "then I will not hesitate."

Steve instead shook his head and yelled to Tony, "Need a kid to fight your battles now Stark!"

The Rouges laughed at Steve's words and agreed.

Peter growled at Steve's words and shoved him into the wall.

"Shut the fuck up. He is doesn't need anymore of your shit."

"Now I swear if you don't leave right now, I'll make you."

No one made a move to leave, instead they stared at the teen.

Peter smiled and eerie smile. "Seems like you've all made your choice."

Peter left Steve with a broken nose and black eye, same for the rest.

Well, except for Wanda and Natasha, he just webbed them up.

"What was that for маленький паук?"

"Sorry мама паук, adrenaline rush."

Peter then texted Happy,

Pete- Clean up on isle Lab.

Uncle Happy- isle lab? 🤨

Pete- Yes.

Peter turned off his phone, pretty sure Happy knew what he meant.

He rushed back into the lab to see Tony much calmer.

"I finished cleaning up the trash." Peter announced as he walked up to his mentor.

Tony smiled and pulled him on for a hug, "Thanks kid."

8. Request- 19 yes's

"PETER IS HELPING OUT ON A MISSION AND GETS HURT. BUT HE WANTS TO BE BIG AND STRONG LIKE THE REST OF THEM SO HE DOESN'T SAY ANYTHING AND JUST WEBBS UP HIS INJURY. BUT THEN STEVE YELLS AT HIM FOR BEING BAD AND NOT HELPING THE TEAM ENOUGH SO HE GOES EVEN FURTHER AND HIS INJURY GETS WORSE. BUT THEN THE MISSION ENDS AND THEY ARE TALKING ABOUT THE MISSION AND WHAT THEY NEED TO IMPROVE ON AND PETER JUST COLLAPSES OR PASSES OUT AND THEY FEEL BAD AND APOLOGIZE ONCE HE IS TREATED AND EVERYONE IS HAPPY IN THE END. ALSO TONY AND PETER HAVE A STRONG BONDING MOMENT ONCE PETER WAKES UP."

Peter was finally allowed to go on a mission and he was ecstatic.

Well, until he got shot.

But that didn't matter, he had to be strong.

He webbed up the hole in his side and kept fighting.

Doing several backflips hurt like hell, but that's what happened in the big leagues.

Just suck it up and deal with it.

Don't be a baby.

Don't be a kid.

So he kept fighting, he kept feeling the pain in his side everytime he made a single move.

But that doesn't matter.

He's not a kid.

"Spidey, you can do better, hurry up!" Steve yelled through his comms.

"Uh yeah sorry!"

Peter backfliped and dodged two bullets, and webbed up the bad guy.

"Come on Spidey, what the hell are you doing!" Steve yelled again.

"Sorry! I'll try better!"

"You're not helping us out! Either help or get off the field!"

Peter did just that.

He started working faster, harder. He could feel every single cell the bullet destroyed, but be kept going.

"Help or get off the field."

"Help or get off the field."

"Help or get off the field."

Peter eventually took down most of the bad guys.

Steve ended up gathering everyone around to talk about the mission.

"Everyone did well, good job."

Peter smiled, even though no one could see it.

"I'm proud of everyone."

"You all   did     good.      Great       job."

Steve's words started to come put after his mouth closer.

Peter's head started feeling fuzzy, black dots surrounding his vision.

Then boom.

It was dark.

He could hear shouting, he could hear people running up to him.

He tried to talk, tried to open his eyes.

But he couldn't.

His mouth just wouldn't open.

His eyes just stayed shut.

Then, everything went quiet.

He couldn't hear a single thing.

Not a voice.

Not a heartbeat.

Nothing.

Just silence.

"Hey kid, I know you probably can't hear me, you lost a lot of blood. Um, we can't get a donor due to your blood type."

"Please just wake up Peter."

"It's all my fault, I shouldn't have told you to try harder."

"Please wake up Peter, you're my best friend. I need my best friend back."

"How can I be Guy In The Chair without you. I need you. "

Peter's eyes snapped open.

Light shinning into them, he squeezed them shut.

"Peter!"

"Shhhhh. Not to loud. 'M tired and I got sensitive hearing."

"Sorry bud, it's just me in here now. Everyone left to go eat."

"Mk, but I said shut up, you're loud. Whisper."

"Sorry kid. I've missed you," Tony whispered, smiling down at Peter.

"I love you, dad," Peter whispered as he fell asleep."

"I love you too."

(Sorry if this was is shitty, it was pretty rushed.)

9. Request- 30 yes's

"Can you do one where the avengers say mean things to peter without noticing and every time peter tries his hardest to fix whatever they saying and he slowly starts to lose self esteem and have depression... and then FRIDAY and Karen and happy make a video of that and force the avengers to see it and they feel really guilty and sad.."

TW: Verbal abuse, anorexia

Living with the Avengers is a dream come true.

Until the door closes.

Peter is shown in the media and newspapers.

The Avengers showed him off as their nephew and son.

They still do.

But once their alone, once that door closes, Peter's life becomes a living hell.

"Fat" They called him.

So he ate less and less, trying to get skinnier and skinnier.

He at less and less.

His stomach got smaller and smaller.

But somehow, he's still not good enough.

"Stupid" They call him.

So he studies every chance he gets.

He pulls all nighters just so he can study.

So he can be smart.

He makes A's on everything.

But somehow, he's still not good enough.

"Weak" They call him.

So when he isn't studying, he's in the gym.

He lifts weights, he exercises.

He takes jogs and gets more muscle built up.

He works out until he passes out from exhaustion.

But somehow, he's still not good enough.

"Ugly" They call him.

So he starts a skincare routine.

He cleans his face every morning and night.

He tries his best to look at least decent.

But somehow, he's still not good enough.

Peter woke up the next morning and got ready quickly.

He didn't want to see anyone.

He didn't want to hear the abuse.

He took a shower got dressed and left.

Meanwhile Karen and Friday has made a video for the Avengers.

It angered both of them how they treated Peter, the words they programmed them to call him.

It was disgusting and they were done.

"Boss, you are needed in the living room."

Once everyone was gathered, the lights were off and the video started.

"What is this-" Clint tried to speak but was cut off by Friday.

"Shush, Barton."

The TV turned on and Peter came on screen.

Peter's golden brown curls were shining in the light as he laughs.

"You're the best dad ever." He whispers to Tony, leaning against him.

"You're the best son ever." Tony holds him close, running a hand through the teens hair.

It cuts to a different scene suddenly, one where Tony is yelling at Peter.

"What the fuck is wrong with you!"

"I'm sorry!" Tears run down Peter's face as he yells back at his father.

The video flashes a scene of Peter smiling and laughing for a split second before returning to the scene.

"You're the worst kid ever!"

It cuts once again back to the other scene, just for a moment.

"You're the best son ever."

"I can't believe I ever loved you."

The scene cut once again.

To Tony holding Peter, then static takes over the screen.

The screen goes dark before starting up again.

It shows Peter with the rest of the Avengers, smiling and laughing. Being happier than ever.

Then it cuts to them screaming and yelling at him as he cries and tries to defend himself.

It shows him having a family dinner with them all, being happy and talking.

To him sitting in his room all alone, throwing food across the room and calling himself fat.

Then Karen's voice is heard. "Do you see what you have done to him?"

Friday speaks now.

"You've broken him."

Then they both speak.

"This is what you have done to him. We hope you're happy with yourselves."

The video ends, and they're all stunned into silence.

They have hurt the boy that they all have loved so much.

They loved him and then they do this.

He trusted them.

And they took that trust and crushed it.

They wanted to mend Peter Parker from all his losses when they first met him.

But instead, they were the ones that broke him.

They didn't waste time, they all went to the school as fast as they could.

They all cried and decided they should apologize to Peter.

They made it to Peter's school and ran into his math class.

All the teens eyes lit up.

All except Peter's.

His eyes shone with fear.

Wanda started crying at the sight of him, and everyone else started to tear up.

"Pete were so sorry." Steve started.

Peter shook his head, getting up and leaving the classroom.

They followed him and tried to apologize.

"Could you all shut up!" Peter eventually yelled.

"You already hurt me enough at home! Why do you have to come here and give me your fake apologies just to destroy me as soon as I get home!" He was crying at this point.

"You said you loved me! Then you go and say you wished I never come into your life!"

Tears streamed down his face as he yelled.

Some kids had their heads poked out of classroom doors listening to the conversation.

"I don't want any of your bullshit. So just go home and abuse me when I get back."

Tony stepped forward and hugged Peter.

Peter struggled but wasn't strong due to his malnourished body.

"We're so sorry and we will make this better Pete. We will."

10. Request- 19 yes's

"Peter gets replaced, his aunt sayers abusing him and she "unfortunately" dies and Peter is put Into the system. Peter hands in his suit to one of the avengers and tell them to figure out what it means. Tony realises how much of a dick he's been and tries to find Peter only to find him in an abusive foster home. Sorry it's sad..."

TW: physical abuse

Peter walks into Tony's lab excited and happy to be able to see his father figure.

But all the excitement drains when he sees Tony working with another kid and tells him that's he's busy and doesn't have time for him right now.

He said that he would call him when he needed him.

It's been three weeks and that call still hasn't come.

Peter was home at all times now.

He dreaded having to be there.

His aunt was horrible to him.

He could barely do anything without getting hit.

Everyday it was the same thing.

Wake up, get hit, school, go home, get hit, go out, come back, get hit, go to sleep, repeat.

The days in the lab with Tony was his only escape.

Now that escape is gone and that horrible woman has the chance to hit him more and more.

Peter had just gotten a pretty bad beating and woke up to the smell of smoke.

He winced as he sat up and saw the house engulfed in flames.

"Aunt Sayers!" He yelled.

She gave him not reply, but instead she crawled towards him and hit him with a vase.

Sirens were heard in the distance as he backed away from her, his head now bleeding.

Firefighters came rushing in.

One man picked him up and gasped, he quickly ran out towards the paramedics.

When they were outside in the light the man looked down at him with tears in his eyes.

When he sat Peter down he saw his Aunt burned to a crisp.

But he didn't cry.

He was just emotionless.

He felt nothing.

"I'm sorry, but she's dead."

Peter nodded at the firefighter.

"Did she- did she ever feed you?"

Peter looked at the man with wide eyes.

"I won't hesitate to kill Ned, Peter. So keep your mouth shut."

No. She's dead now.

"Um," Peter looked down at his feet, "once every week."

The firefighter looked devastated.

But that was the last thing Peter remembered as the world faded into darkness, and he was no longer in pain.

~two weeks later~

Peter has just moved into his fist foster home.

He was still able to go to his school so he could still see Ned.

But that was the only good part.

The man that adopted him was evil and only used him for a human punching bag.

It was horrible.

He couldn't be Spider-Man due to the man watching him almost 24/7, so when he saw Bucky while walking 'home' one day he ran up to him.

"Hey Peter! Long time no see- hey what's wrong?" Peter had tears in his eyes as he gave Bucky a small box.

"Figure it out." Peter ran away then, tears flowing freely.

Bucky got back to the tower and opened the box, seeing the spiderman suit.

Bucky was confused and went to go give it to Tony, see if he knew what the kid meant.

When he got there he noticed that Tony was with that God awful kid.

Luke.

Ugh, everyone hated Luke.

Peter stopped coming after Luke came.

So everyone immediately hated Luke.

Bucky dropped the suit in front on Tony.

"Peter gave this to me while he was bawling with tears. Said to 'figure it out' would you care to tell me what the hell is wrong with him?"

Tony shrugged.

"He probably just didn't want to be Spiderman anymore."

"Why the hell would he just stop Tony! He loved being a hero! He wouldn't just drop out unless something was seriously wrong."

To y shrugged once again, "Not my problem."

Bucky slammed his fist down in the table.

"Go fucking check on your damn kid Stark! He could be dying and you're just sitting around hanging with some other kid? What the hell is wrong with you!"

Tony gasped and starting panting for breath.

He turned to Luke, "get the hell out!"

Lukes spell had worn off, he was powerless now. He ran off, but he was caught by Happy and taken to a room to make sure he wouldn't expose Peter.

"Go get your kid," Bucky spoke, Tony looked up at him and nodded.

"I'm going to get my kid"

Peter lay on the ground, covering his head with his hands as we curled up in a ball.

Jimmy was kicking him in his side over and over again, giving the child no mercy and he picked him up and threw him across the room in rage.

Peter made a thud sound as he hit the wall.

Peter tried to get up and run, but the attempt was useless.

Jimmy grabbed him by his hood and held him up against the wall.

"You think you can run from me little boy? I'll teach you not to do that ever again."

Jimmy started punching Peter with his free hand while yelling insulting words in his face.

Peter has tears rolling down his cheeks as Jimmy continued in with his torture.

Peter didn't remember hearing the door being blasted down.

All he could see was Jimmy getting punched by a blur of red and gold.

Peter fell to the floor, instantly curling in in himself.

Peter felt himself getting picked up and winced again the cool metal.

"Hey Pete, it's okay now. I've got you."

Peter opened his eyes and looked up to see his fathers suit looking down at him as they flew to the tower.

Peter woke up to see Tony sleeping in a chair beside him.

"Dad?"

Tony jumped up and rushed to Peter's side.

"I'm so sorry I did this to you." Tony said, caressing Peter's face.

"It's not your fault, I love you."

Tony smiled, he knew he was already forgiven, but he still hasn't forgiven himself.

"I love you too kiddo."

This took way to long to get out and I'm so sorry.

There has just been so much drama and homework and shit going on in my life it's unreal.

I'll be posting again tomorrow to make up for the long wait but I can't post again due to a school field trip.

I'm going to Wilmington from Tuesday - Friday and we're not really allowed on our phones :/

Also I am aware that I post to many authors notes so I'm going to make a book about my shitty life tomorrow :)

Sorry if this is shit because I really needed to get this out so it was kinda rushed.

Sorry and I love all you Cucumbers!

I'll see you tomorrow!

🥒 "oH mEh GoD, iTs A sAlTy CuCuMbEr"