Spiderson Oneshots

In Which Peter Parker Is Transgender

Hey, I'm back and I've decided to keep writing. Hopefully, I'll be updating once a week.

Warning: If periods gross you out then I suggest not reading the first part of this story. I won't go into detail too much about it though. Also swearing but not much.

In hindsight, Peter knew that he should've told the Avengers, or at least Mr Stark and Bruce. Now that he was clawing at his chest mid-battle, struggling to breathe, he knew he was going to have to rip the band-aid off before he was ready.

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It all started when Peter got his period.

"Hey, Mr Stark!" Peter called out as he walked into the lab. It was finally Wednesday night and Wednesday nights meant working in the lab with Mr Stark.

"Hey, Pete!" Tony greeted back, equally as excited. He loved Peter as his own and would do anything for the kid. He put down the wrench he was holding so he could stand up and ruffle Peter's soft curls. Peter giggled when he did and pushed Tony's hand away.

"Can we work on your suit today?" Peter asked. He was jumping on his toes in excitement. Tony nodded his head and motioned Peter to follow him to where he was previously working. Peter raced after him.

A few hours had passed and they had nearly finished updating and repairing the Iron Man suit.

"Pete, can you grab me that screwdriver," Tony said and pointed to the tool on the other table. Peter stood up to grab the screwdriver when he felt a warm substance leak down the top of his inner thigh. He could feel his heart drop.

'No, this can't be happening,' Peter stressed to himself. With one last look at Mr Stark who was staring back at him, waiting expectantly for the screwdriver, he bolted out of the room and straight to the bathroom, making sure to grab his backpack on the way out. He could only just catch Mr Stark calling out his name in between all the thoughts rushing through his head. Peter quickly locked the toilet door and ripped open his backpack, accidentally tearing the backpack in the process. He pulled everything out of his bag to find that he had no pads, no tampons, nothing.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck!" Peter whisper-yelled to himself. He was going to have to make do with what he had. Looking around, he spotted unused socks from gym earlier that day and toilet paper. He and May were low on money lately and they hadn't been able to buy any Testosterone. It was making him feel low about himself but he knew that they weren't always going to have enough to buy what he needs.

When Peter awkwardly waddled out of the bathroom, he found Mr Stark standing a few feet away. Tony was about to ask Peter what was wrong when a cramp shot through Peter's abdomen. He bent over in pain and groaned loudly. 

"Pete, are you okay?" Tony rushed over to grab him to stop him from falling. 

"I don't feel so good, Mr Stark," Peter croaked out. "I need to go home."

Tony nodded and took him home.

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Peter was asleep in the middle of class when the door burst open to show Iron Man. The suit opened and Tony ran to Peter's side.

"Pete! Pete! Wake up!" He said and shook Peter's shoulder. Peter mumbled 'What?' and looked up, only to jump out of his seat seeing his class staring wide-eyed at him and Mr Stark in front of him. He then looked over to see the Iron Man suit and put together what was happening. Peter nodded at Tony and rushed after him as they started running towards the battle, ignoring Peter's transphobic teacher's calls of 'Petra! Get back into class this instant!'

Peter ran into an alley near the fight and yanked his clothes off. He stuffed them into his backpack and pulled out his Spider-Man suit. Sliding into the suit, he smacked the spider symbol so the suit would tighten around him, he could feel his binder tighten as well. Peter pulled on his mask and swung out of the alley, after webbing his bag to the wall, and joined the battle.

"What have we got?" Spider-Man asked Tony.

"Villain of the week is a guy who calls himself 'Catastrophe'," Tony dodged a robot hurtling towards him. "Basic skills with magic but a very skilled engineer. Watch out for his army of robots."

"Rodger that," Peter replied and they got to work. 

Spider-Man started swinging around, webbing robots up and kicking ass with the Avengers. Catastrophe was quite easy to take down but the robots were challenging. So while the cops were taking away the villain, the robots kept coming out of seemingly nowhere to attack.

One of the robots charged up towards Iron Man and without hesitation, he shot out a repulsor beam. It threw the robot backwards and in the direct path of Spider-Man. Now, Peter usually would have been able to dodge this but right now he was fighting off five robots. His Spidey Sense was blaring in the back of his mind but he couldn't move. The robot slammed into his back, knocking Peter down and destroying the robots he was tackling. Tony stood for a moment, watching his kid to make sure he gets back up, but he didn't. Alarms blared all over the place inside of his head for Tony as he ran over to Peter. He rolled Peter over and could hear choked sobs as Peter clawed at his chest. Then it hit Tony all at once that Peter couldn't breathe. He pulled Spidey's mask to rest on above his nose to help him breathe.

"I need help immediately," Tony yelled into his coms. "Spidey is down and he can't breathe!"

"Get him to the jet," Bruce's voice crackled over the coms.

Iron Man scooped up his son and flew to the jet. He walked inside to see Bruce all set up and waiting for their arrival. Tony quickly placed Peter down on the makeshift bed and stepped out of his suit. Bruce pulled the Spider-Man mask off and placed an oxygen mask over Peter's face.

"FRIDAY, do a full body scan. Why can't Peter breathe?" Tony asked his AI. Bruce nodded his head, also wanting the answer. At that moment, the rest of the Avengers walked into the jet and notified them that the battle was over. They sat down and started fixing their injuries.

"Scanning," Came FRIDAY's voice from the speakers. "There seems to be an unidentified object constricting Peter's chest. I highly suggest you remove it immediately."

After Peter heard this he started struggling even more and letting out quiet 'No's while attempting to move away from them. This caught the other's attention and they came over concerned.

"Pete, I don't know why you're refusing but we need to get whatever it is off you," Tony tried to convince Peter.

 A few of the others tried to convince him as well. In the end, Peter slumped over in defeat and allowed them to help. He pressed the spider emblem and the suit became loose. Bruce held up Peter and Tony pulled down Peter's suit to reveal his binder. There were shocked gasps throughout the group. Tears welled up in Peter's eyes and rolled down his cheeks as he hid his face and turned away from the group.

"I'm sorry," Peter cried. "I hid it from you all so I could feel like myself. Who I want to be. A man. And now you all see that I'm not that."

Bruce came to his senses first and untied Peter's binder. He then put a sheet over Peter so he could cover himself. Peter took in some deep breaths now that he could breathe.

"Pete, we all love you," Tony spoke sincerely.

"I agree. Just because you want to be a guy, sorry, just because you are a guy doesn't mean that we are going to love you any less," Natasha said and hugged Peter. She had a soft spot when it came to Peter. No one messed with her baby spider.

Everyone else agreed and hugged Peter as well. Peter cried again but this time it was because of happiness. He felt accepted and loved for who he was.

OMG! Have you guys seen the Avengers 4 trailer? I'm so hyped!! I've heard that Far From Home's trailer should be out this week!!

I'm also going to be doing some heavy editing for this book. It might be rewriting some chapters or just editing them.

-J