Hey Do Any Of You Guys Play Ponytown And/or Willing To Rp With Me There

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Tom Holland visiting a hospital in Los Angeles as Spider-man.

peter: hi, mr. barnes sir, uh,, i have a question about your metal arm

bucky: no, it cannot turn into a gun-

peter: can i put some magnets on it?

bucky: ??? sure???

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tony: barnes why do you have cat stickers on your arm

bucky: they are hello kitty magnets and they are perfect

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peter: [sees steves shield] … [puts hello kitty magnets on the shield]

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steve: why are there magents on my shield?!

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peter: hello mr. thor!

thor: hello, baby spider!

peter: [sputters in confusion] okay-?

peter: uh, can i put a magnet on mew-mew?

thor: her name is mjolnir, but yes! you may put magnets on her

peter: [sticks hello kitty magnet on mjolnir]

I Love You So, So Much

WARNING: MAJOR CHARACTER DEATH

Peter was half asleep, curled into Tony’s side as they watched Stranger Things, Tony’s arm around his shoulder, his hand running though his curls. The small boy yawned and shifted, resting his head on his father’s chest.

“You comfy, tesoro?” Tony murmured.

“Mmhmmm.”

The man pressed a gentle kiss to his temple, ruffling his hair. “Just checking, baby.” 

There was a comfortable silence, then suddenly- “Boss, Captain Rogers is requesting to speak to you. He claims it is an emergency.”

The pair jolted up like they had been shocked. “Put him through, FRI,” Tony ordered. 

“Tony, you need to get here now!”

“Cap-”

“It’s Hydra. They’re targeting the compound, we need backup. Now, Tony.” There was a shout cut off in the background and the sound of Steve’s shield whipping through the air.

“Cap- Steve, I can’t, Peter’s here, he’s with me.” I have to protect him.

“Tony, we need you now.” There was an urgency in his voice. Tony hesitated.

“Pete-”

“It’s okay, Mr. Stark, I got this-”

“What- no, Peter, no, no-”

“I’m Spiderman, Mr. Stark!”

“Yes, Pete, but this is Hydra. You’re staying right here. It’s too dangerous.”          And I can’t lose you.

“Mr.-”

“No. You’re staying here, in the safe room.” 

“But-”

“No, Peter. I’ll be fine, I promise.” It’s you I’m worried about.

Tony rushed Peter to his safe room; sound proof, heat proof, almost unbreakable, protected. Where Peter would be protected. “Okay, Pete. You’ve gotta stay in here the entire time. Don’t leave until I get back, okay?”

“Fine, Mr. Stark.” He sounded annoyed and but mostly worried.

“Hey,” Tony whispered. “It’s okay, bambino, I’ll be fine. I’ll come back here and I promise I will come get you as soon as I can, okay? I promise. Just stay safe.”

“Okay, Mr. Stark.” The boy’s eyes were watery.

Tony leaned in and squeezed him in a tight hug, kissing his curls firmly. “I love you so, so much, Peter.”

“I love you too, Mr. Stark.”

~~~~~

The fight was treacherous. Hydra agents swarmed from everywhere, surrounding the compound. Tony had the latest Iron Man suit (the one with the glitter helmet Peter convinced him to wear). Rhodey greeted with a salute and a “Hey, Tones. Glad you finally decided to show up,” before Nat ordered them to shut up.

Tony took the West side of the compound with Rhodey, Nat and Clint, where the agents seemed to be causing the most racket. Nat chose to be the master of stealth once again and pounced on unsuspecting intruders. Clint, of course, was skillfully shooting them from his vantage point on top of the compound. Tony and Rhodey blasted them with their repulsors and kept each other’s six. 

“Nice shot!” Iron Man shouted as he took down several agents at once. 

“On your right!” Rhodey replied.

After a long half hour of fighting, in which Tony’s suit malfunctioned and began playing “Happy Birthday” until he could shut it off, the Hydra agents were either dead, injured, or contained by SHIELD Agents, who showed up five minutes before without Starbucks.

“Bit late, aren’t you, Eyepatch,” Tony grumbled as he landed next to the man. 

“My sincere apologies, Stark. I was helping out the agents who attacked your motherfucking tower.”

“W-what?” Tony whispered, confused and beginning to feel a sense of dread.

“Hydra attacked your tower, too, Stark. They got in somehow, actually. You should check your security.”

They got in. They got in. They got in his fucking tower. Where Peter was Peter was there Peter was still there in the tower Peter got attacked.

Tony felt the blood drain from his face, and before he knew it, he was in the air, flying full speed to the penthouse. Because Peter was there.

He had to be okay. Because Tony needed Peter.

~~~~~

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A Few Heart Attacks

The battle was treacherous.

The team was fighting a group of psycho wizard like aliens. They were hideous creatures, the color tar and mud, small, beady eyes, and though they were shaped similarly to humans, they chose to crawl on all four limbs at incredible speeds.

The beasts were faster, more dangerous, and far more powerful than they had thought. 

And imagine Tony’s pure terror when Peter swung into the battle (all the way from his school) webbing up a monster and greeting him with a chirpy, “Hey, Mr. Stark!!”

“Peter!! No, Pete, get out of here now. It’s too dangerous!!”

“Mr. Staaark, you worry too much!!” Peter cried, dodging an alien blast.

“Peter, get out of here! We don’t even know what these things do!!” he shouted urgently, blasting a creatures leg off. Get Peter away- make sure he’s safe.

“Get out of here, Peter!! It’s not safe!!” 

“But Mr. Sta- whoa!!”

Nonononono. He spun violently around, searching for the small red and blue figure. 

Only to see Peter get hit in the chest with a blast of red-orange light, going limp and falling to the pavement.

“NO!!” he screamed. “No, Peter!!”

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