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    Aerion decides that having a new, very big, very strong personal guard suits him better than going through the ordeal of a trial. Baelor and Maekar decide that having someone to control Aerion isn't such a bad idea. And Dunk, stuck in the middle, learns that there is more to guarding a temperamental prince than just following him around.

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    He watched, waiting for the inhale that would never come. She’d had a good run, but she couldn’t outrun The Toll in the end.

    “It’s okay.” She said quietly to him.
    “I know what you have to do.”

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    02 Dec 2025

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    “You…” Tony’s eyes narrowed. “Where are you staying, then?” he asked, carefully, like he was afraid of the answer.

    “May is staying in one of the post-snap womens’ shelters down the street from our old apartment,” Peter responded, watching as Tony’s shoulders relaxed incrementally at the mention of May— before tensing up again when Peter didn’t continue.

    “And you?” his mentor prodded, though knowing that the non-answer in and of itself was answer enough.

    “Rooftop on 53rd, when I’m lucky.”

    OR: The Endgame fixit in which I:
    a) make everyone live,
    b) simultaneously traumatize Peter further by making him homeless due to his scroungy resourceful stubborn self-sacrificial self, and
    c) actually deal with the countless ramifications of bringing back half of the entire world’s population in a single instant— as seen through Peter’s eyes as he helps the city as Spider-Man.

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    Peter’s hand stilled on his fries, and he looked down, studying the paper wrapper on the dingy plastic tray. It occurred to him, then, just how true Happy’s words rang. Tony would show he cared in these grand gestures, in the things he’d build and plan and anticipate, but never in the simple words Peter thought would make it feel real. Growing up, May and Ben were polar opposites— they didn’t have the money or the materials for the grand gestures, but Peter had never doubted he’d been loved, in the simplest profession of words. Tony was… not like that, not in the slightest. It felt as though Peter were trying to read a different language entirely, attempting to parse the deeper meaning without even having a basic grasp on the vocabulary.

    OR: Happy Hogan, serving as the in-between for a stubborn eccentric genius friend he's known for decades, and the recently acquired Spider-kid he's taken a begrudging fondness to; forcing them to reconcile their differences and talk to each other about their similarities, rather than stubbornly bottling everything up.

    (AKA: helping them find a happy medium, if you will.)

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    07 Aug 2025

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    “Nobody choked me, I’m not hurt,” Peter grumbled, though his chest tightened even more at the effort of speaking. It was really getting hard to breathe, now— reminiscent of his days of asthma attacks as a child. “I just… I stopped for a drink. This lady gave me hot chocolate, and—”

    “Wait, hold up. A random person gave you something, and you drank it? Never take candy from strangers, never take drinks from strangers— do kids these days not get lectures on stranger danger or—”

    “She was a nice old lady, Mr. Stark,” Peter interrupted, leaning his head on the vent as his neck grew heavier. “She wasn’t gonna poison me.” Was she? Now that he thought about it, the cocoa had tasted a little funny. “She even offered me cookies.”

    “Ah, well, if cookies were involved, that obviously makes her trustworthy,” Tony deadpanned. “What’s next, a handwritten invitation to her van? Geez, kid.”

    Or: While patrolling as Spider-Man on Christmas Eve, Peter accepts hot chocolate from a little old lady in an attempt to warm up. Said hot chocolate had peppermint. We all know the story of how that goes...

    For secret santa 2024!!

    EDIT: Now with a podfic! Thank you @Ao3_Podfics :)

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