(A/N): Guys, I miss writing Peter, I need more peter requests pleaaaassseee
Request: Hii, how are you? Im from Brazil, so I’m really sorry if I write anything wrong. Can you do a imagine with Spiderman? I would really like if (Y/N) have superpowers like Scarlet Witch, and she’s new at this “world”. She’s enjoys the avengers team and gets really close to Peter, starts go to school with him, and etc. They both fall for each other and start dating. Thank you!!! ❤️
“They’re just a kid,” Steve whispers as he eyes the mutant sitting in Tony’s office, their hands clasped in their lap, their eyes glued to the carpet.
“And a damn strong one too, Charles theorizes that they’re stronger than Wanda…maybe even Jean,”
“So why aren’t they in his care?”
“He’s getting old Steve, his mind is slipping, he can’t do it anymore,”
“This isn’t fair to them…to have something dropped on them so suddenly,”
“We’ll get Wanda to train them-”
“Wanda’s still learning herself,” Tony hums, nodding his head at Steve’s point. It seems they were at a crossroads; they couldn’t personally teach (Y/N) about their powers and with Charles slowly decaying he was no longer an option, plus Wanda was still shaky with her own powers and she was no way prepared to teach someone how to control their own power.
“What if-” Tony licks his lips, his eyes alight with his new idea. “What if we had Peter train them?”
“Come on, they’re the same age, Peter’s great with people, he’d love them!” Steve sighs shaking his head in disapproval but at the moment it was the only plan they had, even if it was completely shit.
“Fine, we’ll have Peter Parker, the sixteen year old spiderling train some all powerful mutant,”
“Glad we came to this agreement,” Tony smirks as he clasp Steve on the shoulder, giving his muscles a firm squeeze. “Well, now I have some good news for the poor kid, god knows they need it after what they’ve been through,”
(Y/N) had been deposited at their doorstep by Scott Summers after they were rejected for Charles’ school. Their powers had sprung upon them suddenly and to say it turned out horribly was an understatement. Mid fourth period (Y/N)’s hand began to glow yellow and suddenly everything around them was chaos. It took them a minute but they realized all the materials flying through the air, hitting people, damaging school property, was their fault. Needless to say their parents weren’t very happy, not one bit, and so like any “good” parent they booted their child out of their house. So after being passed from place to place to place (Y/N) had finally found a home with the avengers or namely, Peter Parker.
After Tony’s little meeting he immediately set up (Y/N) and Peter, let them get to know each other a bit, made sure they’d get along well. At first (Y/N) had been more than shy, they wouldn’t even acknowledge Peter but as soon as he point out their NASA hoodie they perked up, a slight shine to their puffy eyes. It didn’t take long after that for the two to fall into an animated conversation about the Mars 2020 mission as though they had been friends for years and talking so animatedly and robustly was normal. It was then Tony knew they were going to get along just fine, more than fine really, most likely great. And he’d been right too.
Tony enrolled (Y/N) in Peter’s school, made sure they had all the same classes, made sure that they were going to be friends but that didn’t seem to be a problem at the moment. The two melded immediately, finding solace in each other in such a cramped hell. They went from class to class together, ate together, hell, Peter even took them along on his little escapades, taught them how to control their powers. And in little over a year, after months of bonding (Y/N) had finally mastered their powers. In fact, they seemed to have more control than Wanda and Jean combined but that wasn’t the only thing. With Peter in all of their classes they had better grades, higher citizenship, and all together happier outlook on life.
Tony smirks as the two sit on one of his various couches, talking about their art project while Star Wars played mindlessly in the background.
“See? What did I tell you?” Tony snides as he looks at Steve beside him, the man nearly shrouding him with his height.
“They were just lucky,”
“No, I was right and you don’t want to admit it. For once Steve Rogers isn’t right and he doesn’t know how to accept it-”
“No let me gloat Mr. Supersoldier-”
“No, Tony, look,” Steve points at the two teenagers, his face holding a rather surprised expression. Tony rolls his eyes as he looks back to the two but his face contorts with surprise when he looks too. The two were kissing- both of them smiling as they did.
“Well I’ll be damned,” Tony chuckles, a huge smile overtaking his features. “I’m a matchmaker too?”
“Oh my god,” Steve groans, raking a hand down his face in sheer agitation. “Tony, you did not-”
“Shh,” Tony places a finger to Steve’s lips, shutting him up immediately. “Just enjoy the cute teenage moment,”
“You do realize how creepy this is right?”
“Look at my little babies,” Tony sniffles, completely ignoring Steve’s comment. “All grown up and kissing,”
“Oh look,” Steve mutters, shaking his head as he does, “You just made it weirder-”
“Oh my god, if you two are going to spy can you please be quieter next time?” Peter breaks away from (Y/N) to glare at Tony and Steve, his expression less than amused.
“Righty-o,” Tony smiles and gives him a thumbs up. “We’ll be quieter next time,”