Avengers Imagines #1

Damage Control (Peter P x F!Reader)

Staring at my tablet, they showed the damage caused on Earth.

"Princess Y/N, you're needed by King Tho-," I heard a maid say, not finishing when she saw me watching the news. "Princess Y/N, you know the news is bad for your mental mindset." The same maid mentioned while cleaning up my vanity.

"Oh alright..." I put my tablet down on my nightstand and stood. I wiped my sweaty palms on my dress and walked out the door to head to the throne room. Loki was also walking out of his chambers. His face lit up in mischief.

"Hello sister, do you know what this oaf wants?"

"No Loki, I do not and don't call him that. You know he hates it." I said calmly, with a bit of humor.

Thor was pacing back and forth, frantically, might I add. "Ahh...you're finally here." He announced, clapping his hands.

"Brother, what is needed from us?" I asked after I curtsied before him. "Well Y/N, I need you to go to Earth and help with the damage." He stated. "Ok... and why is Loki here?"

"He is needed by Doctor Strange for some multiverse issues." Loki rolled his eyes, but underneath, I knew he was pleased by being needed.

"Alright, you ready to leave now Loki?" I asked him, with a smirk on my face. I transformed quickly into trendy Midgardian clothes and started racing Loki to the Bifrost Bridge. I made it there first, Loki showing up seconds later. "Princess; Prince." Heimdall bowed.

He turned the sword, and Loki and I were both transported to Midgard. "Alrighty, Thor is sending me to Long Island, and you to the Sanctum in Greenwich." I sighed. I turned to look at Loki and hugged him. "Be safe and don't do anything I would do," Loki said as he returned my hug and kissed my forehead.

"You too brother. See you soon." I said. I took out the phone that Thor gave me before I left. I put in the address "43-25 43rd St, Long Island City, New York." Not wanting to attract attention to myself, I decided that walking was better than teleporting.

*20 Min Later*

I looked at the building, or what was left of the building. I got to work by noticing the fire, the rubble, and the lack of civilians. I closed my eyes, palms out, and called my magick forward. I felt the surge of power flow through my veins.

I started removing water from the lake nearby. I put out the fires easily, despite the resistance of my magick collecting the water. Looking ahead, I chose not to rebuild the building. I put the remaining rubble in the lake, thanking the element for allowing me to control it.

I called my magick back into me, keeping it secured. I saw a shadow in my peripheral. It was blue and red. The colors were easily recognizable. *Peter!* I thought. To assure myself that it was Peter, I called out his name.

"Peter! Hey Peter!" The figure quickly turned around and swung toward me. "You-you know my name?" He asked, looking confused. "Um yeah... you're Peter. right?" "Yeah, I-I am." He chuckled.

"Why were you confused?" I asked. "It's a long story." He explained. I looked at my phone. No calls from my brothers. "I have time." "Oh-uh, ok, well my apartment is a couple of blocks away from here." I followed him back. We made it to the complex, found his loft, and unlocked the door with his keys.

He allowed me in. I took in the simple aspect of the small space. I walked over to his desk, noticing the sewing machine and scraps of his suit. I looked closely at the coffee cup, "We Are Happy to Serve You" it read.

I looked behind me, noticing Peter standing there with a pained look on his face. "So...what happened?" I asked, getting straight to the point.

He poured out everything. From the government accusing him of murder to his aunt's passing to a now world not knowing that Peter Parker exists. "Oh, Pete," I said, not wanting to cry. "Anyways, how do you still know who I am?" I wiped my eyes before the tears could fall.

I wasn't on Earth when this happened. I was up in Asgard after The Final Battle." "Oh." He said simply.

We sat in silence, until my phone went off, signaling that Loki was done with his mission. I looked up at Peter, who was lost in his mind.

I leaned forward and put a kiss on his cheek. "I have to go back, but my number is on the table if you ever need to talk, ok?" I softly smiled. He nodded and kissed my cheek back. "Thank you." "Always." I smiled and teleported back to the meeting point.

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