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Married Tony and Peter who act as both owners and curators of the local occult museum and yet might be not quite a human as they appear to the town.
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starkerxstarker · 12 hours
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Mob Boss Sugar Daddy Tony Stark and his Right hand Man Sugar Baby Peter Parker.
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starkerxstarker · 2 days
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Sup bitches! I just finished my last college assignment ever today! Send me prompts for some starker drabbles/ficlets to celebrate?
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starkerxstarker · 12 days
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starkerxstarker · 13 days
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Thinking of older brother Tony (~22) giving younger brother Peter (~15) alcohol for the first time.
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starkerxstarker · 17 days
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Obedience gets Tony going. Peter asking for things politely gets Tony going. Peter adding 'please' gets Tony going. He's such a weak man when it comes to his boy being so polite and pliant and soft and shy yet still asking things from him.
From the innocent ones,
"S-sir, I really want this new lego set..."
"S-Sir, there's this s-science convention I want to go to but- but I want you to come with me, please..."
"Yoou t-told me not to go out without your permission s-so I stayed until you c-called me back, sir..."
To the completely sexual ones,
"P-please! Please- daddy- please, can I cum d-daddy? Please?"
"Daddy, can I please suck on your cock w-while you work?"
"Can you please play w-with my c-cock, daddy?"
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starkerxstarker · 22 days
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boob window showing off the gaping hole in my chest
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starkerxstarker · 23 days
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Permission to spam boop me 🐾
Also uh, image older brother Tony teaching Peter how to masturbate 👀🥵
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starkerxstarker · 23 days
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starkerxstarker · 24 days
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Possessive Little Brother Peter over his Big Brother Tony, the moment someone looks at the older Stark, Peter is there raising a brow and glaring, Tony finds it cute and endearing, and when they get to the confines of Tony's room, Tony fucks the jealousy out of Peter while whispering that Tony is only Peter's, that no one will ever satisfy Tony like Peter, that no one will ever come close to how perfect Peter is while filling him up with his cum and Peter's just cock and cum drunk, feeling sated in his big brother's arms with his cock deep inside Peter.
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starkerxstarker · 24 days
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Bats I’ve got a somewhat-specific prompt for you, if you’re up for it:
-Starker. Dark non-con situation. Maybe mafia or kidnapping or whatever floats your boat.
-But it’s established relationship so the non-con has been going on for a while
-Peter is used to resisting /fighting back but today for the first time he doesn’t. In fact he actually asks Tony to slap/spank/hit/hurt him mid-fuck because it’s the only way Peter can get off anymore
-Tony mocks him mercilessly for this
It's finally done 🥰
Peter's back hit the bed hard forcing a gasp from his lips. Tony's weight dropped on top of him, pushing him down into the mattress. Those dark eyes staring down at him made his heart race. A hand wrapped around his wrist, squeezing, pinning him down, while Tony kissed the side of his neck and kneed apart Peter's thighs. Peter whined, a high and pathetic sound, while he squirmed weakly beneath him.
"Are you tired today, sweetheart?" Tony's voice was mocking and amused. "You're barely putting up a fight."
Peter squeezed his eyes shut. He tried to make himself move, but it felt so good. Tony's grip was crushing his wrist leaving a bruise that would last a week. His thigh was pressing too hard into his groin and the hickies he sucked into his neck were far from what anyone could call a 'love' bite. And he loved it. And he hated himself for loving it. Because this wasn't the first time Tony had taken advantage of him, but was the first time he'd given in.
Tears welled in his eyes and shame burned in his belly. He closed his eyes to hide from it all and Tony slapped him for it.
"Look at me, baby. You know the rules. You're gonna watch me violate you."
Peter stared up at him, mouth hanging open. He shivered at the way Tony grinned at him. That cruel smile made him so hard. It wasn't fair. He'd been brainwashed into it, it wasn't his fault.
Peter whimpered as Tony pushed his cock inside, always raw because he liked to watch the cum drip out of him. He was too practiced at taking cock. It didn't hurt like it used to. It almost turned him off. Then Tony hit him again, sighing blissfully as the tears rolled down his cheeks. Peter shivered in pleasure. Embarrassment curled under his skin with the way his legs spread without thought, like he was encouraging him.
"Who's my pretty little toy," Tony purred. He pushed in deeper and deeper. He almost seemed to pout when Peter only whimpered. "Where's all that mouth today? Don't tell me you've given up."
"No..." Peter's voice came out meek and terrified, but not for the reason he would have preferred.
"Doesn't matter. We're not really here for your feelings."
He always fucked him too hard, like he wanted every movement to hurt him and it did. But it only made Peter's cock throb and his pleasure build. It wasn't enough though. Desperation grew as Tony fucked him, hard and then slow, always dragging it out just to watch him cry. But Peter wasn't crying from the pain today.
"Please," he breathed.
"There you go, sweetheart," Tony cooed. "Let it out."
Peter sobbed. "Please... hit me," he said.
Tony paused. Dread gnawed at Peter's stomach. "What did you just say?"
"No..." Peter squeaked. Tony grabbed his jaw and forced him to meet his eye.
"Say that again," he said firmly.
"Please hit me," Peter whispered.
Tony's lips curled into a smile. "Is that why you're so quiet? I knew you were a slut. All this time you were just faking it weren't you?"
"No, I wasn't!" Tony slapped him and Peter gasped. He looked up at him, silent and horny and terrified.
"You can't lie to me anymore, sweetheart." Tony held him by the throat, slowly rolling his hips, pushing his cock in too deep, making Peter whine. "You like being abused don't you? That's fucked up, Peter."
"No..." Peter whined.
Tony only laughed and hit him again. Peter melted. He was in a haze, totally useless, couldn't do anything but moan while Tony hurt him. Fucking him however hard he wanted to, slapping his face, even punching him once. Peter just moaned, cock aching and hard against his belly. Tony wouldn't let him touch himself.
"If you like it when I hurt you so much, then you cum just like this can't you?" Tony said.
Peter cried and Tony pulled his hands away from his face, holding him down, leaning down and biting his neck. He tried to hold back, grasping that last thread of dignity, but it snapped. And he came from the pain as much as the humiliation of it all.
Tony kept fucking him through it even as he laughed against his skin. When Peter felt him cum, he relaxed thinking finally it was over, he was done. Tony would leave him alone now to cry in peace.
Instead Tony looked him in the eye and Peter found something cruel gleaming there. Then Tony wrapped a hand around Peter's cock and started to stroke him.
Peter whimpered and tried to push his hands away and was slapped again for it. Tony only moved his hand faster. Tony pinned him down as he squirmed.
"You're getting hard again, baby," Tony teased.
"No- no! Please it hurts-" Peter choked on air as he gasped. "Please stop!" He cried. He tried to escape the hand pinning him down. It never stopped being painful, but as Tony kept stroking him he felt another orgasm building. His voice rose with it, screaming now, terrified. And he had every reason to be because when he came the pain that hit before the pleasure was unbearable and then he was floating on an orgasm better than he'd ever known.
Tony let go of his cock and laughed, truly laughed. "Look at you. You're fucking broken, baby.”
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starkerxstarker · 26 days
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peter and tony as incesty brothers just hits different man. older brother tony being a perv to his little brother. or little brother peter having an obsessive crush on his older brother. like it hits soooo hard 
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starkerxstarker · 26 days
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anyways starkercest where tony takes that line "i brought you into this world and i can take you out of it" but says "i made this ass and i can fuck it whenever i want" and then well they fuck
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starkerxstarker · 26 days
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Stakercest thought
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Tony feeling guilty for jacking off to the security cam footage of Peter making out with his boyfriend not knowing that Peter's in his bedroom humping a pillow to his dad's leaked sex tape
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starkerxstarker · 26 days
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could you write starkercest where trans m peter is super upset and doesn't know how to touch himself and gets help from his dad?
I sure can!
Tw: Discussion of pre-op trans masc body parts but with masculine terms, unspecified age
He's so horny that it hurts. A genuinely, un-ignorable, pain burns inside him and there's no stopping it. It's not like he has a real dick to jack off right? What the hell is he supposed to do about it? Peter turns over in bed and whines, squeezing his legs together. He grinds his hips and humps against the mattress and for a moment it feels good, but then it doesn't and he just sobs. He falls asleep at an hour so late that it's early. Morning comes and he doesn't feel any better. Maybe he should call his doctor.
"You okay, Pete?" his dad asks while they're getting ready in the morning. He feels like death, like he's about to drop, but he grumbles out a response.
Tony sets down his coffee mug and looks at his son. Peter turns his face away. "What's wrong, kid? You haven't been sleeping. Is something going on?" There's a long pause. "You can talk to me you know."
"No, I can't," Peter hisses. He glares at the man. He has no idea. He couldn't possibly. "You don't know what it's like to have this stupid fucking body that doesn't do anything it's supposed to!"
"Maybe not, but I can help more than you think. You have to talk to me, kiddo."
"Oh just teenage boy problems right? Only I don't have a dick to jack off with so I'm just stuck like this!" He turns away again, face red, no less aching down below. That's what's really fucked up isn't it? He's having coffee with his dad while all he wants to do is cum.
"Oh course you have a dick," his dad says. Peter just looks at him, wondering if somehow he forgot his own son is trans. "Come here."
He gets up from his seat, rolling his eyes, but hoping just maybe this is going somewhere helpful. He stops in front of his dad. He's in just a pair of gray sweats and his hair is still damp from the shower. He smells like warm cologne.
"Lose the boxers."
Peter's taken aback, but when his brain processes the command he does what he's told. The kitchen air is chilly and that's when he notices that he's wet. He hates yet somehow noticing makes the heat worse. His dad can't smell it too can he? Yikes.
"That looks like a dick to me, kid." Peter looks down between his legs. There, just poking he could see what his dad was talking about. His 'dick' was engorged, maybe half an inch long. It definitely wasn't the same, but maybe he meant that he could treat it the same...
"Come here." His dad reached for him, turning him around so Peter's back was to his chest. "Let me show you. I know the movies all make it seem like you need certain equipment for this kind of thing. But you've got everything you need right here."
Tony's hand runs down the front of his t-shirt. He doesn't stop as he reaches his hips, passes them. He hovers just above his dick and the heat inside him screams. He wants to cry, he wants to sob, and then a finger just brushs his dick and he can't describe the noise that comes out of him. He grabs onto his dad's arm. His feet spread apart. An arm wraps around his chest to hold him in place.
"That's a good boy," his dad purrs. Peter whines as his finger rubs slow circles over his wet dick. His hips move without his control, he can't stop whining, he's begging 'please, please' and he can't stop it. And then the burn explodes in tingling pleasure down his legs and into his belly. He moans, leaning back in his dad's arms.
"See. It's nothing daddy can't take care of." Tony kisses the top of his head. As soon as Peter catches his breath he realizes the burning is back again and he sobs.
"Dad, please. I need more." He licks his dry lips. Wet is running down his thighs and he doesn't care. The kitchen reeks with the smell of him.
"Let me teach you so can handle it yourself. I don't want you not getting any sleep."
Peter nods as his dad takes his hand. He guides him to bring his middle finger to his dick and rub, not too much pressure, circles, nice and slow and then faster. He's panting with his mouth open, hips rocking, eyes half shut. He feels like a whore and that's hot too.
"My good boy," his dad tells him. "You're doing so good. That dick feels nice now that you know what to do doesn't it?"
"Yeah, yeah," he pants. He feels his insides clench. Then he's seeing stars. His nerves are vibrating. His dad holds him until he settles.
"Better?"
"Yeah. Thanks, dad."
Tony kisses the top of his head again. "Anytime, kid."
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starkerxstarker · 26 days
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Dad!Tony finds out his sweet, nerdy teenage son Peter got a tongue piercing. Now, Tony's had his own share of teenage hijinks. If anything, a tongue piercing is tame in comparison to the shit Tony got up to when he was Peter's age. But that's the thing, Peter isn't Tony, he's Peter. Pure and innocent and sweet and everything that Tony isn't.
This small act of rebellion is completely foreign to both of them. Peter never disobeys Tony. And Tony had explicitly said no to a tongue piercing. At least until Peter graduates high school.
When Tony catches it, he demands Peter to show him. Peter does bashfully, but stands his ground. He's older now, he's not a child anymore, and if he wants a piercing he's going to get one.
Eventually their argument devolves into Peter giving Tony, his dad, a blowjob. Since he wants to be such a mouthy brat, he might as well put that new piercing to good use.
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starkerxstarker · 26 days
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Tony secretly offing anyone who takes interest in his son, Peter. His classmate who has a crush on him? Consider him expelled. His own employee crushing on Peter? Fired and blacklisted. Norman Osborn? Harry Osborn? Oscorp Tower breaks into a fire in the middle of the night. That MJ girl, that Gwen girl? Both shipped somewhere outside America for a good job opportunity. Is he obsessed with his son? Yes. Would he be willing to do anything for his son? Yes. Is he in love with his son? Debatable.
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