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2022-07-29
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2024-08-18
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The happiness they deserved

Summary:

Tony Stark has lived 12 years of his life thinking that his son Peter Parker Stark is dead but what would he do when a certain God of Lies, during the confrontation inside the tower amidst the battle of New York informs him that his son is very much alive.
After the battle Tony used every means he could use to search for his son and later found too, but...The thing he never thought of was - Peter hates Tony? This time Tony lost his son again but the worst part is Peter chooses it. How would they solve this???

Hey, guys well this is going to be my first work hope it would be good enough to entertain you all. My fic won't go according to the MCU timeline but it will include some of the events in it's own twisted way.

Do give a chance.

 

ON HIATUS (because I forgot the plot 😬, it will be resumed or rewritten if or when I get something to add in it, you can suggest ideas to if you want to bring it up early 👍🏼)

Chapter 1

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" He's alive " Loki let it slip out when he could see through the Pain that still resides in the very depth of Tony's eyes.

" Wha-... what? Who? "

" your son - Peter he is. Right? " Loki wondered when he felt his heartache when he caught the expression on the engineer's face hearing that name. He was in the control of Thanos right, then how can he feel this, he shouldn't. He was confused that how is he able to surpass the effects of mind control and can feel the raw pain of the father standing in front of him. maybe it has something to do with feeling the same pain when his pup was taken away.

Tony stood still hearing his name from the God. In that microsecond, every memory of Peter passed in front of his eyes like a reel including the last day when he was taken away and then was declared dead. Tears were stinging in his eyes in pain but a little hope was creeping up into the corner