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starker-eternity · 2 months

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Please continue this - I’m invested in the story now lol

tony and peter were in a relationship, but it's been a while and it's still a big bruise in peter's chest, so he's not really excited when the police show up at his apartment and ask him a million questions about it.

how did you meet? how long were you together? why did you break up--

"he never actually broke up with me," peter has to admit out loud for the first time. because they'd been living together for months and then one day tony just. left. disappeared. wrote peter a check for $30,000 and vanished into the wind. peter hadn't even known he was rich. he was shocked when he started seeing tony stark on the television and recognized the beard and the eyes and the stupid mole on his neck that peter had kissed a million times.

peter tells that to the police, but not all of it. some small sadnesses peter keeps tucked away, just for himself. tonguing at the hole of a missing tooth.

"what's this about?" peter asks, after the questions become an interrogation and peter thinks he might need to call his lawyer. "is he in trouble?" peter won't be able to help them much. he hasn't seen tony in over five years.

"he might be," says the agent. "or he could be dead."

peter's heart stops and he hates himself for it.

"or he could be perfectly fine." she makes a note on her paper with a casual smile. peter hates her too, just a little.

tony stark is missing. it's better than dead, but in a week or two it won't be. peter tells them that he can't help them. tony probably doesn't remember him at all. just one relationship followed by a ghosting of epic proportions and a string of extremely public short-term flings. who is peter compared to that?

"considering that he left everything he owns to you in his will," says the other officer, "i'd think he remembers you just fine."

nothing makes any sense, and when peter returns to new york, he's immediately thrown into a whirlwind investigation to find the missing tony stark. there are rumors in the darker street corners that he's dead, Dead with a capital D, that he pissed off the wrong person after all these years and his head is somewhere on a pike, but peter just...can't believe it.

tony can't be dead until peter figures out what happened between them. a will established a full ten months after tony left peter alone in boston has more questions than answers. no one wants to talk about tony stark's disappearance -- peter can barely get a straight answer of the police, and is branded a desperate ex-lover by the media in page 6 articles.

the only place peter can think to go now is to iron man, tony's body guard.

iron man, who seems to hate him and love him at the same time, and can't even keep one billionaire safe with all the technology in the world. peter can't say he isn't bitter, but he's bitter about tony stark, too, and iron man doesn't seem to mind peter giving him a piece of his mind.

together, maybe they can figure out who killed tony stark.

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starker-eternity · 2 months

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Any chance of a sequel? 🥺

Prompt: You’ve heard of “got drunk in Vegas and woke up married” but now I want “got drunk in a shady part of an old town and woke up with strange, matching soul-binding tattoos and now we can’t be physically apart for longer than a day"

Tony opens his eyes and the first thing he feels is muscles he didn't even know he had ached. He refuses to open his eyes because he knows the light will be a bitch and possibly melt his eyeballs. But the sunlight burns on his eyelids and he growls sullenly, raising his hand and muttering under his breath for Friday to close the windows that God knows why he thought to leave open last night.

But nothing happens and Tony frowns still with his eyes closed. He murmurs one more order and his tongue feels disgustingly bitter and heavy in his mouth.

The sunlight is still there, Friday is conspicuous by her absence.

Tony opens his eyes against his will and gasps in fear when the first thing he sees is a mop of curls on his right bicep. Specifically, a mop of curls attached to a head he knows perfectly well.

He stiffens. He slowly tries to pull his arm out from under Peter's head but the kid stirs and snuggles into Tony's chest. On Tony's bare chest.

Fuck. What the hell happened last night?

Tony tries not to panic. It doesn't have to be bad. He tries to organize his ideas. They are in Italy, Matera to be more exact. Tony brought the kid on a two-week trip to Europe to erase the bad memories he has of idiot Beck while Tony was dead.

Peter said he wanted to visit one of the oldest cities in Italy, so Tony took him to see the prehistoric caves in the Basilica region where the first humans are believed to have lived. They ended their expedition in an old bar drinking lemon liquor and grappa.

Then everything becomes too blurry.

Tony manages to detach himself from the kid's heavy, hot body. Damn, this is so wrong. Why is he half-naked hugging the one person he shouldn't touch? He gets out of bed as Peter begins to growl at being disturbed from his sleep. So Tony, trying to get rid of the evidence, stands up trying to put distance between them, only to find that he's not half naked, he's totally naked.

"Holy fuck!" He exclaims, making Peter gasp and wake up, jumping out of bed and sitting against the headboard.

"Oh, my God!" Peter exclaims, eyes wide and focused directly on Tony's crotch.

The man lets out a squeal and covers himself with both hands, especially when his stomach does something funny and his blood threatens to go to a particular area of his body at the sight of the kid as naked as himself.

For fuck 's sake.

Peter breathes heavily, and his eyes inevitably go from Tony to his own body. He screams scandalized and closes his legs hugging his knees. Tony turns to give him some privacy and Peter squeals again at the sight of his bare butt.

"Why are we naked?!" Peter asks, his voice high-pitched.

"Oh my God, this isn't happening," Tony whispers to himself. He hurries to grab the sheet that lies discarded on the floor and covers his waist with it.

"Mr. Stark?" Peter says with a shaking voice. "Oh my God, oh my God."

Tony takes a chance and slowly turns his head to see Peter out of the corner of his eye. Mercifully and for the sake of his sanity, the kid has a pillow covering his crotch now. The man turns completely to find Peter looking at his outstretched hand, palm up, where a huge black and gold letter A shines shamelessly.

"What's that?" Tony says with an unrecognizable voice. "Peter, what is that?"

The kid is pale, as white as a ghost covered in a sack of flour. His eyes are so wide they threaten to fall out of their sockets and his jaw is almost touching the floor.

Out of pure instinct, or perhaps because a terrible feeling fills his chest, Tony extends his own hand. There, arrogant and haughty, a letter P of furious gold and black shines in his entire palm.

"I'll never drink again in my life," Tony declares, not believing he has a- what the fuck is this? Is it a drawing? Is it indelible ink? Does it erased with soap and water? Is it a fucking tattoo?

"Why is it shining?" Peter says very loudly and trying to erase the letter with his fingers. "Mr. Stark? Why is this glowing?"

Tony takes a deep breath. He needs to think coherently. He needs to find answers because otherwise Peter is going to freak out which will make Tony freak out too and it will spiral into madness.

"What's the last thing you remember?" He asks, adjusting the blanket around his waist and ignoring the letter P in his palm that is now also glowing like a fucking Christmas tree.

Peter nods, as if he's convincing himself that he needs to collect his thoughts and not panic. "We went to this bar, we drank and we talked about- about- oh God-"

Tony's eyes widen and his heart beats even faster than it has since he woke up. "What? What did you just remember?"

"This- this woman talking about- about spells and about- oh God, oh God, Mr. Stark."

Peter puts his hands to his face while Tony tries with all his might to remember what the kid is talking about. Then with the force of a hurricane, blurred and incoherent memories appear.

A woman with a funny hat approaching their table and asking them for a drink. He doesn't exactly remember if it was him or Peter who let her sit with them. But he remembers the woman smiling knowingly as she watched Tony and Peter interact and laugh like schoolchildren.

In return for the drink and kindness I will give you a gift, she said. She took their hands, she recited some words in Italian that sounded a lot like true love and soulmates.

Tony feels dizzy when he remembers the feeling of peace that came over him after that. The pure, unknown happiness that clung to his bones and coursed through his blood.

"Oh, Jesus Christ," Peter murmurs, shifting gently on the bed and wincing in pain.

Tony doesn't want to ask, but he doesn't need to either judging by the kid's exploratory movements moving his hips and looking for... evidence.

"Do we–" Tony asks weakly, because he needs to know.

Peter closes his eyes and lets out a desperate moan. "I think so," he whispers.

Tony feels like he's going to die. He fucked Peter Parker. Tony fucked the man of his dreams whom he swore never to touch so as not to harm and he doesn't even remember it.

"Are you sure?" He tries a glimmer of hope that quickly dies when Peter nods, face buried in his hands.

Tony closes his eyes and sits on the far corner of the bed when he feels like his knees are going to give way. What did he do? He fought tooth and nail against his feelings for Peter for years only to ruin everything in a single drunken night. And he can't even remember it.

"Do you think you could- do you think I could get dressed for a moment?" Peter asks timidly, his voice filled with tears.

Tony gasps at the sound of pain in Peter's tone. Tony went and ruined everything, again. It wasn't enough for him to die and abandon the kid, now he also screwed up the kid's life. He nods and grabs the sheet tightly, he looks around the room for the first time looking for his clothes and sees them lying in a corner. This isn't even his hotel room, it's not even their hotel.

Tony takes his clothes and goes into the bathroom. Possibly Peter should be the one to use the bathroom first but they both can't even look at each other right now. He allows himself to inspect his body in the small mirror above the sink and is greeted by angry hickeys and bites.

Fuck, the kitten has claws, doesn't he?

Tony completely ignores the stain of dried cum on his stomach and washes himself at lightning speed. When he finishes he doesn't find any towel so he chooses to put on his clothes even though he is wet. His brain is full of questions, guilt, regret, shame, while his heart seems as big and aching as ever when Peter is involved in the equation.

The point is that Tony has loved him since the kid was fifteen, since Tony took him to Germany to fight Captain America. Tony watched Peter grow into a man while his heart ached for him, as he entered deeper and deeper into a wrong and immoral love. Because Tony met him at fifteen, lost him at seventeen, got him back and saw him go to MIT and graduate, and now the kid is twenty while Tony is fucking fifty.

Peter doesn't love him, he once had a crush on him like so many other teenagers dazzled by Iron Man, but it was just that. Peter isn't as fucking in love with Tony as Tony is with him.

And Tony was trying to forget about him. Rhodey told him that taking Peter to Europe as if they were going on a romantic trip was not the best idea to get him out of his heart. But... Peter seemed so excited when Tony mentioned his childhood town and his mother's family home that Tony just said "hey, do you want to go with me?" and Peter never looked happier.

Once he finishes dressing he searches his pockets for his cell phone, and finds it as well as a small gold card that looks suspiciously like the handwriting in his palm.

His entire body freezes as he reads the words written in gold ink with delicate calligraphy.

A true love spell.

An eternal union of souls.

You love him and he loves you.

Seal your love and live happily for the rest of eternity.

Congratulations on the new marriage!

Tony leans against the bathroom wall and tries to control his breathing. His hands are shaking. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

He turns the damn little card.

Warning:

The first two to three months it will be impossible to be more than ten meters apart.

Infidelity is physically impossible.

The spell and soul bond is unbreakable.

Enjoy Mr. and Mrs. Stark :)

Tony blinks at the happy face. He rereads everything again in disbelief and decides that– then it will be time to resolve that 'you love him and he loves you' thing. But now he needs to show this to the kid and apologize in ten different fucking languages, then go find the old lady and demand that she fix this, or in the worst case they will have to go to Strange.

Tony almost stumbles out of the bathroom, only to find Peter dressed and sitting on the end of the bed with an identical card held in his hands.

"Peter-" He begins.

"I really like the sound of Mrs. Stark," Peter answers sheepishly, blushing cheeks and shy smile.

Tony feels like his whole world is collapsing, only to put itself back together in a millisecond.

"Do you- do you love me, Mr. Stark?" Peter says, biting his lip and looking at Tony with those big doe eyes.

All the air in Tony's chest escapes as if he's been kicked. "Yeah, yeah," he says breathlessly. "Do you- do you-"

"Yeah," Peter says also breathlessly. "I'm really- really in love with you."

Tony could fly away at any moment and he doesn't even have his thrusters on. He takes a couple steps closer to Peter. His entire body vibrated with excitement.

"But-" Peter says standing up, making Tony stop on his heels. "What will happen to Miss Potts and the wedding?"

And Tony thinks oh, that's true. Tony is getting married in a week. Oh, fuck.

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Dedicated to @madeforstarker ❤️ Happy Valentine's Day, baby.

#starker fanfic #starker #tony stark x peter parker

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starker-eternity · 3 months

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Finish it finish it finish it!!!!!

I want to read this one very much!

Did I mention finish it?… please?

🥺🥺🥺

For the wip-game:

Anti Harem 👀

“Fifty gold,” the king declares, and then returns the coin in the bag, ties the knot, and tosses it at the first wife’s feet. She tenses but does not grab it. “Severance.”

Slowly, the harem looks at each other, whispers, worries. “Take it,” Anthony says, voice firm, and the first wife reaches out to take the purse like an animal caught in a hunter’s sights. “There is one for all of you.” Peter straightens like he’s been shocked. <em>Fifty gold pieces.</em> That’s more than a servant’s wages for at least five years. In some parts of the country it’s a fortune. He looks to the front throne despite his years of conditioning, shocked, before remembering himself and slamming his eyes down to the floor. The others around him are no different. One of the newer concubines, seated primly towards the back corner of the hall, asks, “If we do not want the severance?” Anthony tosses a hand idly. “Then you are free to leave without it.” Reality settles. “If we would like to stay?” she presses again. The king’s eyes are dark, sharp. “Only one will stay.”

the bastard general Anthony Carbonell usurps his father's reign in a brutal takedown. his first act as king is to release the entire harem, save one. Peter Parker, a nobody, will stay.

@ursafootprints and @weatheredskies also asked for this!

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starker-eternity · 3 months

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lost my job very recently due to the art & tech industry crumbling, so i'm going to try opening commissions for the first time. only 5 slots available for now just to see how i do. this is not limited to starker, i'm ok with multi-fandom/ocs too. (anything non starker, i probably wont be sharing or posting here though) these commissions are for personal use (non-commercial) only! any support is appreciated! ❤️

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starker-eternity · 5 months

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a self-indulgent peter rating tony's pet names for him: a thread.

Part 1 ♡ (because we need more cute and funny starker social media aus)

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starker-eternity · 5 months

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I want a Starker medical drama AU where all our favorite characters are either medical personnel or linked to them.

It should have:

A) Tony Stark as a very successful heart surgeon

B) Peter as the new attending or fellowship trauma surgeon or pediatric cardiologist or something specialized that made the hospital want him to come work there

C) Bruce Banner as an epidemiologist or a pathologist

D) Steve or Bucky should be the chief resident in the ER/ED

E) must contain the dialogue “Careful with Stark, Parker. For all the hearts he saves in the OR, he breaks more outside of it.”

Any takers?

#starker fic prompt #I’ve been binge watching New Amsterdam and Chicago Med

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starker-eternity · 6 months

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I’d like more please? 🥺🥺🥺

Pepper took a deep breath before the limo door opened. She put on her best smile before the camera flashes, ignored the lights that blinded her and walked with a determined step towards the red carpet of the Stark Gala. The hand of her companion on her waist was heavy, but it was a good grounding cable, reminding her that there was a reason for her to be there.

"Ms. Potts! Ms. Potts! A few words please." Camera clicks here and there, about ten microphones in front of her face.

Smile, nod, informal greeting to a well-known journalist. One step, another one. She was almost close to the door. She was going to be fine. She was going to be fine. Soon.

It was strange to be at a Stark Gala that she hadn't organized. For the last fifteen years she was the head and skeleton of Stark Industries, and of Tony, especially Tony.

"Are you sure about this, Peps?" Rhodes asked with a pitiful smile, looking at her for a long time.

"Everything will be fine, trust me, Rhods" she answered with a smile. "He will come back to me and everything will be better."

But nothing is better when two hours later Tony hasn't turned to look at her, hasn't come up to greet her, hasn't given her a single smile or a single look.

"There are a lot of people," Steve tried to console her, "why don't you come over and say hi?"

But she couldn't do that. She had been the one who kicked him out of the house because he couldn't choose between her and being Ironman. Because he was too childish, too immature, too selfish, an egomaniac. But Tony hasn't been home for the last ten months and she needs to lure him back, she misses him, she is worried about him.

"I really don't think it's the best idea, Pepper," Bruce advised her. "I think you pushed him away so much that he doesn't need you anymore."

But she doesn't believe that's true. Tony needs her, he needs her as much as he needs to breathe. Tony is nothing without Pepper.

The lights dimmed, the glasses were refilled, the tables disappeared to make way for a dance floor. Low and sensual music, smoke, bottles and bottles of champagne.

Tony was alone on the dancefloor, he hasn't turned to see her yet. It was her moment, her time to leave her pride aside and go smile at him with that sensual smile that she knew made him leave everything aside and follow her.

One step, another step, heels clicking on the floor, sound overshadowed by the low vibrations of the music. Tony was no longer alone, but Pepper hadn't gotten to him yet.

A slender, fine, delicate body. Twenty years maybe? Maybe less. She couldn't say for sure. His hands wrapped around Tony's neck, Tony's hands pressing into his waist. Hips colliding, slow, dirty movements. Tony whispering in the boy's ear, biting his earlobe, biting his neck, sucking on a mark.

The unmistakable shine of gold on the unknown boy's ring finger. Pepper's glass of champagne hitting the pristine floor.

"Didn't I tell you it wasn't a good idea?" Rhodes asked as he escorted her out the back exit, away from the paparazzi.

"What is his name?"

"Peter" Rhodey said dryly. "Peter Parker, he's about twenty years younger. I honestly don't know what Tony is thinking."

Peter Parker. Tears fall helplessly and Pepper nods. Spiderman, of course. She should have known. Tony left everything for him. The kid in the photograph, the one Tony invented damn time travel for. He put on the gauntlet with the infinity stones and spent three months in the hospital. The damn kid.

"I don't have a chance anymore, do I?"

Rhodey didn't answer. And he didn't need to, because the real question was: Did she ever stand a chance against Peter Parker? No, she doesn't think she had it.

#starker #fic drabble

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starker-eternity · 6 months

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Looking forward to this one - is Peter going to have a happy ending?

A Starker Fic where -

Peter Parker wakes up to a different reality where Tony is a senior at Midtown High and his boyfriend, his parents are alive, he's popular and he has a great circle of friends (The Avengers, man!) But sometimes, you're brought to a reality where you are needed. How will Peter find his way home when he feels more at home in this reality than he ever was in his real one?

An ongoing project with @thatisthewaylovegoes

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starker-eternity · 6 months

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Make it like the medical drama New Amsterdam

I think I'm in the mood for a hospital AU. Prestigious Dr. Stark takes on a stubborn, doe-eyed intern, Dr. Parker. Dr. Parker is on a quest to save the world one patient at a time while Dr. Stark's new mission is to get into his new intern's pants.

#writing prompt #starker fic prompt

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starker-eternity · 6 months

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Someone please write this story!

Okay but Dark Dr. Strange going through the multi verse to find a Peter Parker to replace his that died.... running into Supreme Iron Man doing the same thing...

And they have their eyes on the SAME Peter Parker....

#writing prompt #starkerstrange

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starker-eternity · 6 months

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Yes I’d read it!

A Starker Multiverse(?) Fic where—

Tony Stark, billionaire and still weapons supplier, is a married to Peter Parker, a man thirty years younger than him, but stands with him on equal footing in both intelligence and strength.

One night, Tony couldn't sleep as he watches Peter swipe through his Starkpad for a Thermonuclear Gun they were trying to develop.

"What's wrong, Tony?" Peter asks gently as he puts down the Starkpad by the nightstand beside their bed, a beautiful gold band rested on the younger man's ring finger.

Tony swallows as he looks at Peter more instensely. "I had a nightmare last night," he starts, "You were in my arms. Dying. You were begging me, telling me you didn't want to go. Then you... turn into dust."

Peter stiffens, Tony hears the younger man inhale sharply as he feels Peter's fingers dancing across his cheek.

"I-I dream about turning into dust too." Peter whispers.

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starker-eternity · 6 months

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One of my absolute favs is From The Ashes We Rise Like The Phoenix by SpiderWidowFam88

One In A Million by inkinmyheartandonthepage is also very good

Both are Irondad

Are there any fics where Peter is the one who does the snap? 👉🏻👈🏻

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starker-eternity · 6 months

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There are tons… but most are Irondad, not Starker. I’ll check all my bookmarks to see if I can find some.

Are there any fics where Peter is the one who does the snap? 👉🏻👈🏻

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starker-eternity · 6 months

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ABO Canon Divergence Starker where—

Alpha Tony Stark had found his soulmate in Omega Peter Parker, the crime fighting spider, spider-boy, oh, apologies— Spider-man. They navigate through their relationship since they met when Peter was just fifteen, an age that was clearly illegal and immoral. When Peter turned seventeen (the age of consent in NY), they finally got to spend Peter's heat together.

And then shit hit the fan.

Peter gets blipped.

Five years, Tony survives the five years without Peter so he tries to being his omega back.

He does bring his omega back but someone needed to snap, so Tony snapped.

Fast forward, FFH and NWH happens, only the difference is, Peter has Penny Morgan Parker (Stark)— yes, he was pregnant when he was blipped, he moved out of May's when he found out, he raised the beautiful girl on his own while doing odd jobs and being a vigilante. But things don't always go as planned.

He asks Strange for help, make people forget who Peter Parker was, but please exclude his daughter. It shocked the wizard but did it anyways.

Five years since the spell, Penny was now six and entering her first day of school, Peter was dropping her off when suddenly, news began to get louder.

"Tony Stark is alive."

Tony was ressurected in a world with no one knew who Peter Parker was. In a world where Peter wouldn't be able to introduce their beautiful and amazing daughter.

But Tony remembers him.

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starker-eternity · 6 months

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Starker Prompt where before IW Peter and Tony were already in an established relationship and it killed Tony physically and mentally when Peter was taken away from him, but they lived in an advanced world of technology, so with the help of King T'Challa and Shuri, they managed to splice Tony's DNA and Peter's DNA to create a child, Morgan Stark. A beautiful baby girl with brown curls like Peter's and brown hazel eyes like Tony's. Morgan slowly became Tony's tether in life, Tony slowly introduced Morgan to her other Dad, Papa Pete as Morgan calls him, ever since she turned three. The Avengers loved the little girl and she slowly became the Avengers' glue, not to mention that the girl reminded them of the beautiful young man from Queens who owned Tony Stark's heart. At the tender age of five, Morgan gave Bucky a heart attack when she greeted him while hanging from the ceiling, Morgan has Peter's spider powers. Morgan is an intelligent child, of course she is, having a genius mind from both Tony and Peter, she is a force to be reckoned with. She enjoys chemistry sets, puzzles, and legos instead of playhouses or barbies. Tony would always show Morgan videos of Peter from his baby monitor protocol, and Morgan would giggle as she watches her Papa impersonate Uncle Thor in front of a mirror.

"Daddy? I miss Papa." Morgan softly whispers as she continues to watch Peter's videos. Tont kisses his daughter's temple.

"Me too, baby. I miss him too."

Morgan sees how much her Daddy tries to bring her Papa back, she knows her Daddy won't give up. Until someone named Scott Lang turns up on their doorstep and she sees hope in her Daddy's eyes. They were going to get Papa back, she knows it.

They did get Papa back.

Morgan feels overwhelmed when she first sees her Papa, who looks more prettier in person, wearing his Ironspider suit.

"T-Tony? W-who? Who is she?" Her Papa asks.

"Pete, this is Morgan, s-she's ours." Tony says gently, gesturing the five year old to come closer.

"H-how?" Her papa asks again, his eyes brimming with tears as he squats down to Morgan's height, Morgan's lips quivering, Papa is prettier in person, she thinks.

"Papa?" She sniffles out.

"Oh, baby." Peter whispers scooping Morgan into his arms, and Morgan feels... wonderful.

Tony watches in pure happiness as he has his whole world in front of him, Morgan in the arms of Peter. This is it, this is his happiness.

"P-papa, I-I can stick to walls like you!" Morgan exclaims, "I also have web shooters, Papa! A-and I have good hearing and smelling as well." She boasts out with a grin as she sniffles. Peter has this proud look on his face.

"That's wonderful, Honey! I can't wait to see it, but right now, maybe Papa can take you up for a bath, and then maybe we can rest? Papa is still sleepy from all the travelling he's been through." Peter says gently, the corners of his eyes crinkling as he scoops up Morgan in his arms.

Tony smiles, yes, this is indeed, happiness.

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