Y/N
You slammed your car door shut, trying not to cry as you saw your mom and dad hitting each other inside. Shit had been happening for years, and now that you finally had an escape plan in action, you were getting far away."Y/N! Get the fuck back inside now or you're dead!" You heard your mom yell as she bashed her fist against the car door, her face red with anger.
"FUCK OFF!" You screamed, igniting the engine of your car. You drove out of the driveway, heading wherever you could think of. You didn't care where you ended up, as long as you weren't breathing the same air as your parents.
Pulling up at a nearby grocery store, you clicked buttons within your car, hearing a dial tone. Your car was the newest brand, courtesy of your uncle.
Pepper: Stark Industries. How can I help you?
You: Hey Pepper. Can you direct me to Tony?
Pepper: Of course, Y/N. Just a moment.
You waited for about a minute, until you could hear the sound of the call being connected to another line.
Tony: Hey kid. What's up?
You: Mom and dad...they're fighting again. But this time...it's worse.
Tony: How much worse?
You: They were hitting each other. I grabbed my stuff and left.
Tony: Fucking hell. Ok. You're staying with me, kid. No excuses.
You laughed when you heard Steve yell "language" in the background.
You: I'll be at the compound in 35 minutes. You'll recognise my car, right?
Tony: I got you the damn car.
You ended the call, starting up the engine again. You didn't bother bringing up directions, as you had visited the compound every weekend. You had been there so often, that you had built relationships with each Avenger.
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PETER
I heard Mr Stark on the phone with someone. Who it was, I didn't know."You'll recognise my car, right?" A female voice spoke.
"I got you the damn car." Mr Stark laughed.
Mr Stark exited his office.
"Hey, Peter. You know that room that I tell you never to go into?" Mr Stark asked.
"Yes?" I asked.
"Here's the key. Go inside and get it ready. We're going to have a visitor." Mr Stark informed me. He handed me the golden key, shooing me off.
I walked to the room, unlocking the door. Looking inside, I saw a bed, a desk and a window. It was a bedroom. Not bothering to ask any questions, I set up the bed and finished setting up the room. Within 35 minutes, a car pulled up to the compound, a teenager around my age stepping out as Mr Stark gave her a hug.
"Steve! Bucky! Help get her bags to her room!" Mr Stark yelled as Steve and Bucky walked towards them.
Having completed my task, I walked out to the front of the compound. My eyes met hers.
"Ah, Peter. This is my niece, Y/N. Her mother is my wife's sister." Mr Stark introduced her to me. I smiled, seeing how pretty she was.
"Hi Peter. It's nice to meet you." She held out her hand for me to shake.
"Hi Y/N. It's nice to meet you too." I smiled, shaking her hand.
As Y/N, Mr Stark and I walked back into the building, he wrapped his arm around my shoulder.
"You try anything with my niece, and you'll be suffering a punishment much worse than not being an Avenger." Mr Stark whispered in my ear.
"What punishment?" I asked, confused.
"Laundry duty." Mr Stark smirked.
"Oh, no. Not laundry duty! Bucky and Steve will torment me if they find out that I have laundry duty!" I groaned.
"Then don't try anything with my niece. You've been warned." Mr Stark patted my back as he walked off with Y/N, engaging in a conversation with her.
Y/N
"Steve! Bucky! Help get her bags to her room!" You smiled when you saw Steve and Bucky walking towards you. Being in Tony's arms made you feel safe. You loved hanging out with him. He made you laugh. He made you happy. You wished that he was your father instead of just being your uncle.As you stood next to him, a boy around your age walked out of the compound. Your eyes met his.
"Ah, Peter. This is my niece, Y/N. Her mother is my wife's sister." Tony spoke as he smiled.
"Hi Peter. It's nice to meet you." You smiled, shaking his hand.
"Hi Y/N. It's nice to meet you too." Peter smiled.
You watched as Tony whispered to Peter, his eyes widening. Before long, Tony walked alongside you engaging in a conversation with you.
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Tom Holland/Peter Parker Imagines
RandomThe title says it all. Mainly focusing on Tom and Peter. Feel free to request. ~Requests open~ ~Smut will be included, but ONLY if requested~