Iron Dad & Spider-Son Fic Rec
I really didn’t mean to rec the same author two days in a row, but this fic was next on my bookmarks. And this author is super talented.
Summary: Peter flaps a hand in the air, grasping for words. All he’s left with is the thought that’s been running through his head all night: “There was this dilapidated building out near Hell’s Kitchen, rotted all the way through, and I kept staring at it and thinking, This thing could go down at the smallest breeze.” Peter gestures at the roof over their head. “Even this apartment could go down easily enough.”
May rubs his hand. “Buildings don’t just collapse, Peter. Did something happen to make you worried about that?”
Peter shakes his head. He doesn’t ever give her details. He doesn’t tell her about the intimate, gnawing kind of horror that came with being trapped beneath a collapsed building and knowing no one was coming to save you; the way it felt like his bones were being ground into the damp cement; how he’d felt small and very soft, and how his thoughts keep going over the components of a building—rusted metals, long nails strong enough to jut through cement—and how that might’ve pierced him if he’d moved wrong, like a fork pulled through slow cooked meats.
(Peter learns to cope and communicate with the people around him, post-Homecoming.)
I have a weakspot for traumatized Peter. I’m also a complete sucker for fics that merge school life and Spidey life in the way that this fic does. The way it details Peter’s trauma is so realistic and something I think about literally all the time. I wish there were more fics like this. I absolutely love Peter and Neds friendship in this. I need more fics with Ned. I also really love how concerned everyone is for Peter! May! Ned! MJ! Tony! One of my favorite parts is this little excerpt into May:
May watches the news with a wet kind of intensity, and grips Peter’s hand. She doesn’t say anything, yet. She doesn’t have the words. One day, she’ll cup his jaw and tell him how proud she is, how she looks at the red and blue posters strung up around Queens, the t-shirts barring his symbol beginning to populate even the further parts of the city, and thinks about how amazing he is.
But for now, she clutches him tighter in each hug, and only cries when she’s sure he’s at school, and watches the news with a terrified hunger. She doesn’t forbid him from being a hero. For now, that’s enough.
Another thing I adore about this fic - Tony finding out about the warehouse and opening up to Peter! Another favorite line from this fic is from everyone’s favorite Iron Dad, “I’m not going to take the suit away. You earned this. Your aunt might hate me, and I might be condemning myself to a world of guilt if anything ends up happening to you—anything worse, because I think your trauma is giving me trauma, and I already have a guilt complex like you would believe—”
Okay, enough spoiling. I love this fic 3000. It’s one of the best, most realistic fics that I’ve read dealing with the aftermath of his trauma on an everyday basis. It’s phenomenal. You should really read it so you can love it as much as I do!
And as always, whenever I rec a fic, if you like it, please let the author know! That’s why I do it. I want to share what I love and spread encouragement and positivity to all the amazing authors in this fandom.