I Am Peter Parker (MARVEL AU)

"Ugh." MJ groaned to herself as she munched on cookies.

"What's wrong with you?" Gayle raised an eyebrow as she looked up from her magazine. Peter smiled slightly as he looked at MJ who just blushed and looked away noticing his gaze.

"Everything." MJ mumbled out loud as Madeline set the coffee on the table after reheating.

"Passing away like that? I told you not to overwork yourself, didn't I?" Madeline looked at her in worry as she sat in front of her besides Peter.

"Trust me, this has nothing to do with my studies." MJ grumbled as she took a sip of her coffee.

"Yeah, she's right." Peter chuckled. "I am partially to blame for making her pass out."

"Partially?" MJ asked in sarcasm as Peter grinned obnoxiously as MJ just groaned and drank her coffee to ease her headache.

"And why is that so?" Gayle asked.

"I just found out she's just sensitive to news." Peter teased MJ half-heartedly and MJ just gave him a sink eye.

"If you call dropping a freaking nuke on my I'll prepare psyche then sure, I am fucking sensitive to news."

"Mind your language, young lady."

"Ahaha." Peter chuckled as Gayle looked at him with raised eyebrows.

"What news was it anyway?"

"I just asked her to go out with me." Peter shrugged nonchalantly.

"You what?!" Madeline and Gayle were surprised while MJ almost choked on her coffee, due to how chill Peter was regarding all of this.

"Welp, nothing to worry though since she refused."

"She what?!" This somehow managed to draw a bigger reaction from the mother and the divorced sister.

"Excuse me but my sister has always been a dumbass, please don't mind her." Gayle's smile strained as he grabbed MJ by her shoulder and pulled her close. "Are you out of your mind?! How could you say no?!"

"Wha-Why the hell do you care?! And it's just a temporary reply?!" MJ whispered yelled back at Gayle.

"Of course, I care! I didn't want you to end up like me?!" Gayle hissed back. "Also, what fuck is a temporary reply?! There's no such thing-"

"W-Well it exists from now on!"

"Please don't mind them." Madeline forced out a smile through her embarrassment.

"Haha, it's fine-"

"MJ isn't a bad child! She's too impulsive sometimes and she's-"

"I know, I know." Peter smiled gently which seemed to calm down the worried mother of two. "But it's still her decision and I can't decide what she should do, so I hope you don't force her as well."

Madeline bit her tongue in hesitation but nodded agreeing with Peter just as the two sisters finished bickering. Finishing his plate Peter stood up.

"That was tasty Madeline, you really have a knack for baking." Peter smiled. "Although May is a fantastic cook, you know she's hopeless in baking."

Madeline giggle and nodded. "I remember it well. Her wheat cakes are hard to forget, unfortunately."

Peter joined in for the laughed as everyone else finished their plates as well. After helping the Watson family in the kitchen with dishes and so, Peter walked down their apartment with MJ in tow.

"Where are we going-Holy shit... This is your bike?!"

"Co-CEO of AfterLife remember?" Peter grinned as he got onto the motorcycle. "Come on, or we'll be late."

"Peter if we are going to the theatres then this better be a good movie since you have put me through the wringer today." MJ grumbled half-heartedly as Peter just chuckled.

"Nope, it's not a movie." Peter laughed.

"Then what-"

"Did you know that Twenty One Pilots are performing in New York tonight?" Peter asked casually as MJ's eyes widened.

"What?!!!"

"I guess not, but I suppose I can't blame you since you were buried underneath studies and books." Peter smirked. "But lucky for you, I am the ultimate fan and I managed to secure these."

"Oh my god! Are those-"

"These are the VIP pass, yes." Peter grinned as he looked back at MJ through the side mirror. "I am the best aren't I?"

"Hmm, that's debatable but I'll agree just this once." MJ blew him a raspberry still annoyed at Peter which made him chuckle.

"Okay, be a grumpy cat." Peter shook his head as he decided to focus on the road. He smiled to himself as he felt MJ wrap her arms around his torso and lean into his back. "I guess, grumpy cats need affection too, huh?"

"Focus on the road, please." MJ mumbled out in slight embarrassment which prompted a chuckled from Peter which earned him a pinch but it only made him laugh harder.

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"Here, I've booked this room." Peter smiled as he held MJ's hand and navigated towards the VIP viewing room which he had booked for himself and MJ.

"Have a good time, sir, ma'am." The security guard smiled politely as he closed the door as Peter and MJ enter the room.

"Wow..." MJ looked around and whistled in wonder. "So this is what big money does huh?"

"Yep, and a lot more." Peter smiled as he removed his jacket and but on the arm of the sofa before settling himself down as well after getting a drink from the mini-fridge.

MJ awkwardly looked around rubbing her arm as he gave her a look. "What?"

"What do you mean by what? Sit your ass beside me." Peter said as he patted the seat beside him. MJ hesitated but sat beside him anyway.

Peter handed her the drink which she look almost robotically.

"Calm down will ya." Peter sighed as he put his arms around MJ and pulled her in. Repositioning himself he put his legs on the sofa and positioned MJ between his legs. "I'm not gonna hurt you."

MJ shivered briefly before nodding and leaning back into his chest as she opened her drink.

"How can I calm down?" MJ asked softly. "How can I calm down when you come barging into my life telling me that you like me after rejecting my feelings for so long? How can I trust you that you aren't going to hurt me when you are already dating so many girls and even having sex with your own aunt-"

"Trust me because I don't have any reason to lie to you." Peter said. "What do I get by lying to you?"

"..."

"Money? I have a lot of it."

"..."

"Sex? Trust me... If I have that much money how hard do you it is for me to buy a quick layoff?"

"..."

"I rejected you because I wanted you to take me seriously. I wasn't going allow you to treat me like an option-"

"Option?! You weren't an option-"

"Wasn't I? Harry Osborn? Flash Thompson?"

"I... I don't-I am sorry-"

"I don't blame you entirely for it. What good was puny Parker in front of Midtown's hottest hunk huh? One had money and other the had the muscles and both were loaded with money-"

"Are... Are you implying that I am a gold-"

"I didn't say that. But humans are selfish and greedy by nature. I can't blame you for ignoring dorky Parker who was dirt poor and was as attractive as mangy mutt."

"Peter... I am sorry." MJ whispered out as she hugged her knees. "I was in the wrong-"

"Like I said... I don't blame you. I know what you have been through. Constantly moving, living with relatives who despise you, a sick mom who has to change jobs regularly because she refuses to sell herself to her oppressors." Peter hugged MJ and pulled her in as she froze. Peter placed his chin on her shoulder as he wrapped his arms around her waist. "Having to do odd jobs to support not only yourself but your elder sister and her daughter as well after her bitch of a husband decided to abandon her. I don't... I don't really blame you for trying to secure your future."

"T-Then you must be wondering why I must be denying you-"

"It's because you love me." Peter smiled as MJ froze. "I have known your feelings for a while and frankly you really that subtle. Your jealousy towards Gwen is as clear as day."

"Then what would you do this to me-"

"Because I love you too and I want to be together with you." Peter smiled. "You redeemed yourself and it's only natural for this. It only feels natural for me to chase after you. I'm just sorry I'm late."

"Peter... I... I can't... I want you all for myself! I don't want any hussies taking you away from me! I want you to be mine-"

"And I will be." Peter interjected. "But I can't be JUST yours. It's too late for that. I can't burn what I have with others just to be with you. I'm sorry... I just can't."

MJ teared but didn't utter a word as she quietly stood up to leave but Peter wasn't having any of it. He grabbed her hand and pulled her back down.

"P-Peter! Let me goo!" MJ sobbed out but Peter didn't say anything and just maintained his grip on her. "Let me go or I'll-"

"I have a special condition you know?" Peter began as MJ stopped struggling as Peter used this opportunity to pull her close again. "Nothing life-threatening or serious... Well, it's serious but in a very extraordinary way. One could say my condition, this special condition is rather... Empowering."

"..."

"I don't mean to brag but I am kind of special and my the circumstances that led to these relationships are tied to this." Peter smiled gently as he hugged MJ. "There is so much I want to tell you but I can't unless I have the assurance that you will be mine and mine forever. That you will never betray me."

"Peter... You are asking for a lot."

"I know." Peter whispered back for he grabbed her chin and turned it towards him. "But, do you not love me?"

"It's not that-"

"I do. I do like you enough to forgive you and give you another chance, is it too much to expect the same?"

"I..."

"I put my faith into you, to give you a second chance. And I am glad I did or I would have regretted it at some point in my life in future."

"Peter..."

"Trust my words because I won't go back on them. Have faith in me, you won't regret it." Peter smiled. "Let's give us a try."

"..." MJ looked into Peter's warm eyes as she felt her heart perform acrobatics inside the confines of her chest. "I... I need some time."

Peter smiled as he let go of MJ's chin.

"I need time to think about this."

"Take all the time you need." Peter pulled her in and planted a soft kiss on her cheek. "I'll be waiting for you."

Peter smiled as MJ smiled back shyly with a small blush.

"But... I hope you won't keep me waiting for that much." Peter made a wincing face as MJ rolled her eyes. "Because I am somewhat of an impatient person myself."

"And that's something to be proud of?"

"It isn't something to be ashamed of either." Peter retorted as MJ giggled as they stood up walking towards the balcony as the show was starting.

Peter blinked and smiled as MJ grabbed his hand and intertwined her fingers with his. Peter opened his mouth but MJ silenced him with a kiss but pulled back before Peter got the chance to kiss her back.

"Shhh... For today. Just for today... Let me forget about everything." MJ whispered as she looked into his eyes. "For today... Just be mine."

"If that's what you want... Let's make the most out of this night then." Peter smiled as he put his arms around MJ and pulled her in for a side hug as they looked at the stage.

TØP opened their concert with 'Stressed Out' and had the crowd hypnotized in no time. The concert kept getting better and better as Peter and especially MJ was having the time of her life.

"Oh, oh, oh, oh; Oh, oh, oh, oh~ I'm fallin' so I'm taking my time on my ride Oh, oh, oh, oh I'm fallin' so I'm taking my time on my ride" Peter and MJ sang on top of their lungs their voices harmonizing with the thousands of people below.

Peter and MJ looked at each other and grinned at each other widely.

"Takin' my time on my ride~"

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"Hey, Sue. You are just in time for Lunch." May said as she smiled at Susan who removed her overcoat and hung it on the coat check.

"Ahh, Just let me freshen up and I'll join you shortly. Where is Peter? He skipped his Graduation Ceremony!"

"Well, you know he's been thinking with that bridge-thing of his for a while now. He said the ceremony is just a sham and a waste of time." May just smiled having gotten used to Peter's habits as Susan just sighed in exasperation.

"And here I had to push back my meeting because I wanted to attend his graduation ceremony." Susan said as she washed her face and grabbed a glass of water. "By the way, Gwen gave the speech and she did a lovely job."

"Oh, I don't doubt it." May smiled widely. "Well it's goof this way I think, I don't want to imagine Peter giving a speech."

"I know what you mean." Susan giggled. "He would have insulted the whole education system along with the faculty most hilariously and condescendingly."

"Yeah. It's for their own good I guess." May joined her in the joke.

"So, he's down huh?"

"Yep, like always." May said as she began setting plates on the table. "I received a call from Gwen, that she will be coming over with her parents for the celebration party."

"Oh yeah, her father told me that."

"Please go get Peter and tell him to freshen up for our guests."

"Got it." Susan smiled as she headed towards the underground lab. Descending down the stairs Susan sighed as she spotted Peter wearing a tank top and black pants as he tinkered with a 15 feet tall bulky metallic ring.

Working alongside him were five robots with based on the Spartan but these robots didn't have the vibranium skeleton Spartan has but instead, they are a bit bulky and their arms can transform into weapons or tools.

These robots are called the Architects and as the name suggests they are specifically made to help Peter with his projects.

"You, I need you to run scans on the photon chamber and make sure there aren't any leaks. Fuel coming in touch with aggravated particles can spell a disaster for us." Peter commanded as one of the robots immediately floated to perform its task. "Eryl, how did the simulation go."

"87% success rate." Eryl responded. "You should probably bump down the output of the spinning gears, the heat would melt small circuits."

"But that's why I have nano breakers right?"

"But if we have to change the burnt circuits after opening and closing a gate then I'm afraid it's going to be very expensive."

"Yeah, fuck you are right." Peter rubbed his head before it hit him. "What if we up the exhaust-"

"I'm afraid the heating would still-"

"-and replace the smaller gears and circuit components and make one from tantalum?" Peter asked as Eryl started the simulation again. "Tantalum carbide can withstand hear up to 4000 degrees Celsius right?"

"Success rate 92%"

"Yes." Peter grinned. "You go reframe the software according to the mobile satellites. I want the compass and navigator to be on point with depth details."

Susan sighed to herself looked at Peter who was so absorbed in his work but she couldn't hide her smile either.

"I want you and you to be working on the particle diffusion systems, accelerators and quantum calculators." Peter sighed as he looked down at the matter at his hand. "I don't want to be jailed in Quantum realm without a way out."

"I should probably tell you how much of a madman you sound." Susan began as she approached Peter who smiled as he turned towards her.

"Well, geniuses are somewhat of madmen, yes. So thanks for the compliment milady." Peter smirked at her before he turned gestured towards the metal ring he was walking on. "This is my latest baby, a two-way teleportation device that can take you to any place on earth if the coordinates are correct."

Susan looked at the ring and hummed to herself.

"This is the ground bridge." Peter smirked. "It's still a work in progress. I believe it will be ready for human transportation by next, umm Friday-Oh? By next Saturday!"

"Exciting." Susan nodded. "But I have more exciting news. Your in-laws are going over for the celebration party. You should probably wash up."

"Ugh. I can understand George but man his wife... I think she hates me."

Susan giggled to herself as she hugged Peter pulling his face into her bosom.

"I don't think she hates you." Susan said. "I just think she's on guard with you around."

"Huh? What did I do-"

"Amass a harem of women with half of them being older than you, one being only a couple of years younger than her who also happens to be your aunt." Susan summarised which shut Peter up. "Yes, she's worried that you might fuck her."

"Ugh. I wouldn't, why would I want to nail the mother of my girlfriend. What kind of monster do you think I am-"

"You don't want Madeline's pouty lips around your dick?"

"You know what, I am a monster."

"Yes, your cock certainly says so." Susan said bluntly in a teasing manner as she grabbed Peter's crotch and gave it a brief massage before pulling back causing Peter to groan.

"Fine, you made your point. Just don't tell MJ about that yet." Peter said as he removed his tank top and put on his T-shirt.

"Sure, mah darling." Susan giggled to herself.

"Anyways, have you brought all the properties I told you too?"

"I did." Susan nodded as she retrieved her device and showed Peter the pictures of the plots.

"Good. I'll send you the blueprints for the bases and after we mass-produce architects we can start construction our bases." Peter said as Susan nodded. Peter retrieved his own tab and handed it to her. "Meanwhile, I need you to do a job for me. Check the list first. I'll wash myself up real quick."

"What is this..." Susan opened the file and her eyes widened almost instantly. "Peter... Are you serious?"

"Damn sure I am."

"These are some of the most high profile and most deadly individuals in the whole world!" Susan almost screamed.

"Well, yeah. They might be."

"Frank Castle, Silvija Sablinova, John Constantine, Electra Natchios, Elizabeth Braddock, Laura Kinney." The list went on and on ."Peter, these people..."

"Are outlaws in some way or the other. I have had Juno keep an eye on these individuals for a while now."

"I see... What do you want me to do?" Susan asked as Peter stepped out of the shower with a menacing smirk on his face.

"Recruit them."

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- As the universe grows so does the harem

- Peter likes MILFs (I mean... Who doesn't?)

- *insert team name* assemble!

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Soo... Your new chap.

MJ in the harem, her mom and sis are just going to be there as supportive characters and if the fans decided, Peter's bed partners every once in a while.

I need team names and suggestions for characters to add to the team Peter is making. But the character has to meet certain criteria. First of all, an outlaw of sorts and second he/she should be able to kill. Let me know if you have any good names for the teams and character ideas.

Also, I decided not to add Kamala Khan in harem so she's out.

Anyways, I'll see you in the next one.