This love is good, this love is bad
This love is alive back from the dead.

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Walking confusion's pov

   I felt like I was one of those super heroes that lost their super strength and had no idea how to live their lives anymore.

   Like, you know? Mystique in the X-men movie awhile ago, when she got hit by the cure gun that turned her from a mutant  into a normal person? Or when Peter Parker played by Toby couldn't shoot webs anymore in Spider man 3? Like that.

   Everyone was having fun on the stage but I was still here, in my own head. Worrying about Peter. Tom must've noticed something was wrong because he asked.

   "You alright?"

   "No. I'm not." Just had a suffocated death and woke up to find out I'm part of the fucking Avengers cast, I'm not okay mister Quackson.

   "Hold on, okay? Most of the cast is here. We also need to take a group picture and watch the trailer."

   "Tom why was I even invited here? I didn't play in Infinity War."

   "What even is that question?" He chuckled. "Everyone loves and is obsessed with you like a shiny new toy. In fact... spoiler alert, you hinted to me yourself that Kevin said you will play in Avengers 4."

   "....but I died" I tried to keep it quiet as we were still on the stage, while the adults were speaking.

   "Bringing a character back to life is not impossible, Love."

   Tom saying Love will be the death of me.

   I died in that world and now I'll die here again.

  "....Robert Downey Junior!!!!" Kevin shouted and I flinched. I looked to the side to see RDJ walked up the stage, looking fabulous as hell. The applause and roaring was as loud as a thunderstorm.

   I couldn't hold myself back and accidentally screamed along with the crowd, because after all I was a fan and Jesus Christ, that was Robert Downey Junior.

   "Yeah!!" I yelled and the whole cast looked at me and laughed.

   "...." Oh shit, I wasn't supposed to do that.

   "Daughter in law." RDJ smiled then hugged me tight, it felt exactly like hugging Tony Stark, well they're basically the same person anyway.

   He smelled so rich what the heck.

  They said welcome to RDJ then all of us was told to sit down to watch the trailer. I mean, I've seen the trailer, the one from YouTube, but I've been told that the version in the D23 expo was different.

(picture yourself there)

   I sat on Tom's left, a little bit behind RDJ. Surrounded by the cast, panicking. Oh my god help, I know nothing about this world.

   The trailer started and the whole audience screamed. But I froze in fear.

   This version started at the part where the Guardians of the Galaxy found Thor, and woke him up. And the crowd screamed every time a new character showed up, especially when the iron-spider suit was revealed.

   I glanced at Tom who was looking at himself on the screen, like a fan, a successful young man with an eye that dreams live in it.  I couldn't be more proud of him.

   Then Thanos showed up, then a fight scene, more fight scenes, I had seen all that from the trailer that they would release in a month, except for one scene.

[neko : actual leaked footage on that day, they didn't put this scene in the YouTube trailer but I watched this trailer first. I didn't understand what happened in this scene but now I do fuck]

   'I'm sorry...' Peter on the screen said.

   I slapped Tom so hard he yelped in pain. "What the flying fuck? Why the hell is Peter on the ground saying I'm sorry? What the fuck is going on in that scene, tell me right now Tom!"

   RDJ turned around to laugh at me. "She keeps in character." He complimented me.

   No! Robert Downey Junior! I am actually that character in that movie! I didn't act for it! And all of the characters in it are real and alive!

   "I can't spoil it for you because you know the world knows." Tom said.

   "What do you mean?" I whispered back.

   "We spoiled too much."

   "You mean I gave away a lot of spoilers?"

   "Yeah. We're the spoiler Trinity. Me, You and Mark."

   Me in this world is dope af bro.

   The trailer ended but that scene stuck in my head, what is going on in there. How is Peter without me, I want to go back and save them, and... I need to do something right now.

   "Mr Russo..." I used all the balls I had to walk to the brother. "I was wondering if... I could watch Infinity War sooner than the others? So I can know what will happen and might... save them."

   They laughed at each other. "This is why we casted you."

   No OnE unDeRStaNdS mE.

   How am I supposed to explain to someone that actually, in the real world I am ordinary, but then I was teleported into the Marvel Cinematic Universe, then I died, came back, realized I turned into an actress who played as a girl who was teleported into the MCU.

   That was just confusing.

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3rd's pov

   After a long day of (Y/n) just being confused and nervous around the people she loved but know nothing about, (Y/n) realized that she had to go home, or at least visit her old house from her old life.

   She didn't even know she had a bodyguard. He was as tall as The Rock and would do everything she asked him to.

   Thomas Stanley Holland, went back to his hotel in the US, to get himself and his whole family back to the UK, while (Y/n) insisted on splitting ways to wrap her head around everything. Then she'd meet him in the UK.

   [If your home is not in the UK add this part]

   It took her quite awhile to get back to (Your country), long enough for her to spend that time crying about how Peter's doing without her and she didn't even know how to get back.

   She stepped into her old house, but everything was empty. In this world, it was as if she'd never lived in this house before.

   She teared up. This was scary, and out of control. How much did she change? She thought. The people around her were very different. She now had many friends that she didn't even know the names of, and the expensive phone she didn't know the password of. (Luckily Tom knew so he told her.)

   Poor child. She spent that day sitting, feeling lost in her old, empty bedroom. There was supposed to be Tom Holland's poster over there, and a Spider-man doll on the bed, when everything was just an imagination.

   Now that everything was how she ever dreamt of, she should be happy. She got to be with Tom Holland, the love of her life, the man of her dreams. But she knew somewhere out there, Peter Parker was left with a big storm coming for him to fight alone.

   She wiped her tears then decided to go to her old school. She visited the library, asking her bodyguard to help her find an old book, but it was never there, the corner that she found the book turned out being just a wall.

   She walked outside, looking around and couldn't help but feel a hole inside her. Something was not right, even if it was for the better, it was too scary. Just then she heard a MEOW.

   "No way..." She gasped.

   The cat. From the first real world, existed in this changed one too, she came closer to pick it up. This cat was there for her when no one else ever was, she never really named it, but she would now.

   "Oh... (C/n), I'm not alone, I'm not alone now..." She muttered into it's fur.

   The cat stank, and was definitely homeless. "Come live with me, the only thing left I have that's from the first real world..."

   [If your home is in England remove "So she took the long journey back to England."]

   She got what she needed, some sort of proof that that world used to exist, in which she was just an ordinary girl. So she took the long journey back to England. Tom said she never really liked to go back to her (in this world's) home, and liked sleeping over at the cast's places, RDJ's was her favorite, he said.

  She looked outside the rainy window, with a cat in her arms and tears rolling down her cheeks, thinking about how much she missed Peter Parker.

   Somewhere out there, Peter Parker was in his bedroom, screaming he needed her back.

[Project Lovengers]
Member : The Avengers
Ship : Peter x (Y/n)
Status : Capsized

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Neko : New book for you Depressed potato, Peter is a serial killer. He protec, he attacc, but most importantly he's a snac.