Crazy Super-Gay Peter Parker One-shots

I'm Stuck In A Fucking Time Loop

This chapter is a request from @HeAteMyTailor - who has probably forgotten about it by now because it's been like 8 months (whoops!). Sorry! Sorry for not posting since like February, too!

Also, I'd like to say a HUGE thank you to femalebakugo who greatly helped me write this chapter! Without her it probably would've taken another month to write and post this chapter, and it definitely wouldn't be as good!

Ships: Stony, and mentions of Spideypool

Warnings: Repeated character death (short term), a character being repeatedly brought back to life, swearing, fighting, death in general, and its pretty dark

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Peter Rogers-Stark had never liked time.

He didn't like the passing of time, or the concept of it, or the possibility of someone actually being able to control it.

For this exact reason, Peter was having a very bad day. Or Spider-Man was, actually, considering that the newest super-villain wasn't intentionally going after the son of IronMan and Captain America.

"TimeLord!" Peter shouted, cringing at the villain's stereotypical name. "Stop doing time shit!"

Everything about this villain was cringey, really. His costume was a dull black body suit (made out of the same material as tights) with poorly made paper plate clocks stuck all over him. His hair was bright orange and his eyes were covered by 80s inspired dark blue tinted glasses.

"No, no, no, Spidey-Boy! The fun has only just begun!" TimeLord cackled evilly, shaking his hand slightly.

Underneath his mask, Peter's face scrunched up in confusion, but before he could ask what TimeLord meant, he was knocked unconscious.

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It was a deep, echoing thud that startled Peter awake, though it came out of seemingly no where. There was no nearby cause to result in such a loud affect, which immediately made him uneasy.

Another thing that made the teen uneasy was his new settings - an empty alleyway - and his new clothing.

No longer was he wearing his usual red and blue Spider-Man suit, instead the colours had morphed into shades of grey. It was still his suit, but different. Even Karen was different.

The AI no longer held the comforting feminine voice Peter was used to, instead it was far more electronic, untrustworthy, and almost Siri like. "Spider-Man... Spider-Man..." Karen repeated as Peter stood, her electronic voice glitching, almost as if she was finding Peter's situation incredibly funny.

"K-Karen?" Peter asked, lifting himself off the the ground. "What's going on?"

There was no response from the AI, only silence.

Peter looked around, confused and annoyed. He knew that the Timelord had something to do with his current situation, he just didn't know what.

Before Peter could ask Karen what was going on, the unmistakable sound of his father's repulsers filled the alleyway. The teen quickly turned around, letting out a relieved sigh as Tony Stark landed In front of him.

Except, Tony Stark wasn't Tony Stark. Not the real Tony Stark, anyway.

"Dad!" Peter cried, stepping forward. His Peter senses immediately went wild, but he ignored them. This was his father, after all, and his father wouldn't hurt him. "What's going on?!"

Ironman remained silent, not moving in the slightest. So Peter took another step toward, now even more confused then before. "Dad?"

Ironman slowly raised his right arm, his palm facing towards Peter and his repulsers lighting up an electric blue colour, as if he was about to blast his own son.