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#irondad shit post
ironrad · 1 year
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Peter completely drenched in a towel:
Ned: Woah dude you okay?
Peter: Yeah. I just slipped and fell in the pool.
MJ: Shit, did the lifegaurd come help you out?
Peter:
Peter: I am the lifegaurd.
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azerishi · 2 years
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Peter: *drinks all of the coffee meant for Tony, surprise hugs him and at the same time gives him a heart attack, and blows 2 of Tony's labs all in the span of one (1) afternoon*
Harley: How do you cry when your sandwich falls apart, but then be able to do this with no fear?
Tony, fighting off a forming headache: I've already fallen apart so it’s too late for him to cry about it.
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idk-bruh-20 · 2 years
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We already have Space Avengers, now we have...
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Therapy Avengers
also WHY are these, in order: Thor, Nat, Tony, Steve, Clint, Bruce
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I'm a simple man. I see one (1) stupid opinion and I immediately unfollow
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shayyprasad · 14 days
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cool | peter parker
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a/n: this concept was so sweet to me, and i had to write something for it. okay, so yeah, this is technically irondad + spiderson... but i wanted to add to it.
repost because this fic flopped with, like, 10 notes. if you look at the og, it says 700ish because of the prev notes of what i reblogged. interact with this fic, it's what keeps me going!
summary: you find that a brown haired boy is always at the restraunt you work at, covered with cuts and bruises. you're curious, so what do you do?
warnings: cursing, minor angst (not really tho, mostly fluff)
pairing: fem!reader x post-nwh!peter parker
word count: 1.5k+ words
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you're working late, you don't normally. it doesn't hurt though, having a side hustle outside of college. with shit parents, community college is really all you have as an option, so extra money is welcomed.
it's 20 minutes until closing time, and you're the only one left. you've read enough articles and watched enough true crime to be at least a little paranoid. not expecting anyone else, you spray a table, wiping it down with a rag. might as well get started with cleaning, right?
so when you hear the familiar chime of the door, you've got the right to be suprised. looking up, you're greeted by the sight of a boy. he's got soft brown curls, and (you find, once you meet his gaze) matching dark, hazel eyes.
you wave at him and move behind the register. he looks harmless, but don't most men that have bad intentions? not that you think he's going to do anything.
you're just a woman. it's the way of life, this thought spiral.
"hi, what can i get you?" when he's closer, you can see the cut he's got on his cheek. it's dried blood, but still enough to make your eyebrows shoot up. in fact, he's got a bruise too.
under his left eye, and by the yellow-green, you can tell it's fresh. it's not your business to ask, well, it is... but you're only asking about his order. he runs a hand through his hair, obviously trying to tame it.
there's a leaf at the top, tangled in there. you want to take it out.
he sniffs, eying the menu. you've never seen him here before, and you've been working here for a while. now that you're looking at him, his eye looks swollen - like someone socked him. "a- a cheese-"
you're not sure where the sudden courage comes from, but you cut him off; "do you want an ice pack? or, uh, maybe frozen peas?"
he looks startled for a second, as if he were just now knocked out og this long train of thought. he pauses to touch his eye, "um," you can tell he doesn't want to trouble you, but you're intrigued now.
"seriously, it's no problem." (on the account you have frozen peas, then it would be no problem. if you didn't... a pack of cold, raw meat-?)
"sure, yeah."
"cool. er- stay right there." you go to the freezer room, rummaging around for frozen peas. it takes you a minute, and you're afraid there are none for a moment, but there are. triumphantly, you bring them back out.
he's standing in the same place, although you're not sure why he would've left. "peas!" you sing-song. handing them to him, you smile.
he throws one back, though it's forced and kind of hollow. you're afraid you've made him uncomfortable, or that you're too much. are you too much?
he squints at your nametag, "thanks, uh, gertrude?"
you're confused for a second, "oh, she's dead."
"i- sorry?" he tilts his head, now he's confused too.
"no, i mean, this isn't my nametag. it's old. like, super old. manager's dead wife. this place is too cheap to get new ones, so we, like, basically catfish people."
he nods, "okay. what's is it then?"
"huh?"
"your name."
you mentally smack your forehead, of course that's what he was asking. "y/n."
"cool. i'm peter. peter parker."
"nice to meet you peter peter parker," it's your attempt at a joke, paired with a lopsided grin. it makes peter smile though, so you consider it a win.
peter presses the pack to his eye, a wince turning into a sigh. oddly enough, it sounds sexual to you, and your face is heating up. what's wrong with you? seriously?
"okay, well, um, i assume you still wanna order something?"
"yeah. maybe just a cheeseburger and fries?"
"you got it," it's closing time, but you don't mind. peter is cute, and he seems nice as well. you're more than happy to stay around longer. "on the house," you say when he tries to offer you money, "seems like you had a rough night."
"no, i-"
"no sweat, parker."
you ring up his order, get it ready, and by the time you're done, he's settled at a table. "here you go. enjoy!"
you go back to sweeping, but you want to talk to him more. "you live around here? i haven't seen you here before."
"uh... not exactly. i don't come here often. i, um," he presses his lips together, "had a friend that brought me here. once or twice."
you frown, "oh, i'm sorry."
"what?" peter looks up from his meal.
"i just- well, you used past tense so i assumed you don't... aren't in touch anymore?" maybe small talk was a bad idea.
"oh. yeah. i guess. he's not really... around. he passed a little while back."
it's like your heart physically aches. "that's sad to hear."
"yeah. 's okay though, getting by fine. or- or better."
"mhm. it gets better. lost my sister a few a years back."
"really? i'm sorry." they're empty words, you've probably heard them a lot, he knows that. you know he knows that.
"thanks."
"yeah," it's quiet for a little while longer.
"so, uh," he pauses, taking a sip of his water, "are you still in school?"
"college," you pause, slightly embarrassed, "community, i mean."
"oh. cool. i'm at midtown. it's not, like, super fancy or whatever..."
you cut him off, shrugging, "better than community. and isn't it like so stupid, how they basically tell you that college is a must, and then have you pay all this money? 'oh, you need it for a good future!'" you mock, "aw, really? then make it free!"
you freeze, realizing you've gone on a tangent. "sorry," you say, flushing.
"no, it's okay," he laughs. "it's cool you're... passionate."
"thanks," you put the broom away. "um, i have to go take out the trash. would you mind... not stealing anything?"
"i'll try," he jokes.
"cool. i believe in your ability of self-restraint."
"cool," he says, matching your tone.
"cool."
"cool."
"okay, that got weird after the, like, second time," you make a face.
"no, yeah, i agree."
"cool," you say, staring at each other in dead silence, before bursting into laughter. you hold up the trashbag, "yeah, so, one sec."
you push open the back door, tossing the bag in the dumpster.
he's so nice, you think. look at you, falling for a basically stranger. you walk back in, closing the door behind you. you notice he's done, so you throw out his things, cleaning down the table.
"hey, uh, when do you close?" peter asks.
you check the clock, "mm... 15 minutes ago."
"holy shit, really?"
"yeah. it's cool though. i was closing anyway, and the company didn't hurt. also... it looked like you needed this."
he looks down at his shoes, smiling, "yeah, no, i did. thanks. and sorry."
"like i said, it's cool."
"cool," you stop, "are you in a cult?" you blurt.
"um, sorry?"
"sorry, like, i just, you look... beat up. and i was wondering if you were in a gang... or something." you squint at the dried blood on his knuckles.
"uh... i am not."
"then how'd you get those?"
he looks conflicted, and you've probably crossed a line. "oh my god, i'm so sorry. obviously, it's not my business. i was just... curious."
you wipe down your last table, cursing yourself internally.
"no, it's cool. i'm..."
"seriously, it's not my business. don't tell me, actually. plausible deniability," you joke.
he says something, and it's so quiet, you don't hear it. "what?" you ask.
"i'm spider-man!"
"uh. what?"
"you don't know spider-man?"
"no, of course i know spider-man!"
"well, yeah. that's me. suprise." he says, doing a small show of jazz-hands.
"there's legit no way. i know i catfished you earlier, but that was on accident!"
he tilts his head, as if he's weighing his options. in reponse, you narrow your eyes at him, trying to figure out if it's one big joke. after that, it's so quick, you barely notice. something hits your hip, not harshly, and then you're spinning towards peter.
"holy-!" you look down at your side, trying to figure out what it is. you're tucked into peter, and you realize it's... a web. "no. way."
"yes way."
"why'd you tell me? now i can't plausibly deny anything! also, isn't this supposed to be a secret? isn't that the point of the mask? how do you know i won't sell you out?"
"that was a lot."
"i know. but it was very valid."
"i don't know. i just wanted to. you're nice and sweet and pretty-"
"oh, so pretty privilege?"
"no! no, of course not!"
"well, um," you wrap your arms around his neck, "thank you for trusting me. i won't tell anyone."
"cool."
"cool."
his hands are on your hips, and he's leaning in, but you pull away, smirking.
"no kissing until the second date, i'm afraid."
"we're going on dates?"
"if you don't want me to broadcast to the world, yes."
"well, i would've asked to take you anyways."
you smile at him, enjoying the moment.
"wait, are those cameras?" there's absolute panic in his voice, and you giggle.
"those are fake. it's cardboard to scare people off."
"oh. cool."
"cool."
you end up kissing him anyways.
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You Need to Calm Down
https://archiveofourown.org/works/52655707 by rowrowlove Tony Stark has never been a person to get a full night of sleep. Whenever he gets even remotely close, he’s suddenly interrupted. Wether it be a blaring alarm, signaling he must leave at once, or Pepper barging in, making him sign papers regarding Stark Industries. Which is exactly why he was awake when Peter Parker called him frantically at 3:00 A.M. OR Peter Parker is a little shit, who somehow makes the avengers a family again.   Rated Teen for swearing Words: 1585, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Characters: Peter Parker, Tony Stark, Steve Rogers, Wanda Maximoff, Clint Barton, Sam Wilson (Marvel), James "Bucky" Barnes, James "Rhodey" Rhodes, Pepper Potts, Michelle Jones (Marvel), Ned Leeds, Thor (Marvel), Bruce Banner Relationships: Peter Parker & Tony Stark, Michelle Jones & Ned Leeds & Peter Parker, Michelle Jones & Peter Parker, Ned Leeds & Peter Parker Additional Tags: Irondad, Good Friend Michelle Jones (Marvel), Good Friend Ned Leeds, Fame, Social Media, Avengers Family, Post-Civil War, Avengers Tower, Protective Avengers, Peter Parker is a Little Shit, Tony Stark Has A Heart, Peter Parker Has Issues, Hurt/Comfort, eventually, Not yet though read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/52655707
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sereinreality · 1 year
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i am 100% serious when i say the irondad community carried their relationship that the actual studio didn’t need to do much.
it’s when they’re gone i realize how much we’ve been robbed of tony/rhodey/pepper’s interactions with peter that would have made infinity war/endgame so much more heart shattering
it pisses me off that they claimed these two had a familial relationship but then did absolutely jack shit to actually show us! not even bare minimum!
tony and peter’s relationship could have been really sweet especially post nwh had they had actual VISUAL CANON proof that they were close
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irondad-defensesquad · 8 months
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Safe place
Also posted on AO3!
A/N: this was based on one of @fotibrit's great Irondad prompts! Here's the original. I'm very nervous because I didn't write it exactly how it was supposed to be, so I'm sorry if it's too short dhsgfjdg
TRIGGER WARNINGS - panic attack, past child abuse, and trauma
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Everyone has a safe place. For Tony, it’s the machines, the insides of iron and the engines, oil his favorite smell. It might sound gross and strange to other people, but that’s been the reality since his younger years. An even safer place for him is when he’s under a car, where he can hide from the world.
Or most specifically, from his father.
Teenage Tony Stark once ran away from home, resulting in Howard cutting him off financially to force him to come back. Those were dire times, ones nobody is aware of, not even Rhodey, his best friend. To the media then, unheard of. No one has ever known the truth about Howard Stark, though honestly, Tony doubts it would even taint his reputation.
Either way, Tony has a safe place in his machines, and it’s not one he really shares with anyone. People admire it from a distance, not quite understanding his obsession with it.
But everything changes when a certain spider-kid starts seeing him in his workshop.
Besides updating and fixing Peter’s suit, they also spend some of it going through Tony’s cars. While Tony is under the car, Peter hands him the necessary tools. It's the opposite of Tony’s teenage years. Howard would never let his son anywhere near him or his own workshop, no matter how hard Tony tried to prove to him he was worth it.
The workshop is not only Tony’s safe place. It’s also Peter’s. He sees the spark in the kid’s eyes when they’re building and rebuilding something.
When Tony realizes it, he’s willing to do something he never imagined.
“How about you try?” He suggests, leaving the car.
Peter raises an eyebrow. “Try what?”
The man points at the car, ready to be repaired again.
“... Oh. Uh…”
Peter nervously kneels down to check under the car.
“What do you say?” Tony smiles.
“I…” the kid returns to his feet. “I dunno, Mr. Stark. What if I- I break something?”
Tony scoffs. “Come on, don’t be shy.”
“No, really, I don’t think this is a good idea.”
“Hey, it’s okay. You’re not going to mess it up.” He pats Peter’s shoulder. “I trust you.”
Peter seems to be awestruck by said words.
“But hey, if you’re not up to it, I’m not gonna force you,” Tony reassures him.
So, he returns down there while Peter sits next to him, waiting for instructions. The thing is… Peter has grown rather quiet. He usually goes on about his day while Tony works – which is not at all distracting, Tony doesn’t mind it. He just wonders why the kid isn’t talking much.
When he checks up on Peter, he finds him very… contemplative, like he’s trying to figure out what to do next.
“Pete? You good?” Tony asks.
“Oh, um…”
The older man gazes at him, wondering what’s up.
“Actually…” Peter clears his throat. “Can I try it now?”
Tony grins. “Sure, buddy.”
Although he wasn’t necessarily disappointed when Peter first rejected it, it does bring him some joy to be sharing his safe place with someone he likes spending time with.
“You know what to do, yeah?” Tony asks as the kid goes under the car this time.
“Y… Yeah.”
“Here,” Tony hands him the screwdriver.
Except…
Peter doesn’t take it.
“Peter?”
“Oh- sorry, sorry.”
“Are you okay?”
“Mmm, yeah, totally.”
However, as Peter takes the tool, Tony notices his hand is… trembling. And he doesn’t even use the screwdriver – he just plays with it nervously, then holding onto it tightly. Tony checks down there, realizing that Peter seems to think the car is going to crush him at any moment as he’s as stiff and hardened as a rock.
“Peter, you don’t have to–” Tony tries, only to be interrupted.
“I’m fine, Mr. Stark, I just–”
The kid gulps.
“I just- I can’t–” Peter heaves. “I can’t breathe–”
Shit.
Tony pulls him back, only for the teen to instantly stand and run away.
“Peter, wait!” The former tries to reach out to him.
Peter stops and snaps, “I can’t BREATHE in there!”
“You don’t have to go back there, I promise. It’s okay.”
The boy’s brown eyes are glowing. But it’s not that spark that Tony sees when they’re having fun.
“You’re safe, Pete,” Tony tells him. “You’re safe.”
Peter sobs. “I-I’m sorry.”
“Hey, shhh…”
“I’m sorry, you trusted me, I didn’t want to let you down–”
“You didn’t, it’s okay.”
Peter starts crying more properly, like Tony’s reassurances are making him let out whatever is repressed inside him. He hugs himself, hiding from Tony, tears falling on the floor.
“Oh, Peter,” the latter wants to cry, too. “I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to push you.”
“N-No, you don’t get it, I- I was–”
Tony takes one tentative step forward, respecting the boy’s space.
“I was stuck,” Peter says. “I was stuck and I couldn’t breathe and- and it was so dark and suffocating”– he weeps –“I couldn’t get out, no one could hear me–”
Tony is surprised to hear this. It’s like… he has experienced something as awful as this before. But apparently much, much worse.
“I’m here,” he reminds Peter. “I’m here, I can hear you. You can breathe now. You just gotta follow my lead, okay?”
Finally, Peter looks up, eyes and cheeks red.
Tony is gradually stepping closer.
“With me, in… and out…” He exaggerates deep breaths. It’s something Rhodey usually does to help him, and he hopes it does the same for Peter. “In… and out.”
Peter’s breaths are shaky and wet, but he follows Tony’s instructions perfectly. The calmer they are, the closer Tony is.
“You’re doing great, kid,” the man praises. “Keep it going.”
Peter nods and continues. He does it a couple more times before an exasperated sigh comes out of him. Tony is close enough now, wanting to take Peter’s shaking hands into his. He does it slowly so he doesn’t scare him off.
That leads Peter to bury his face against his shoulder. Tony freezes, but not at the contact. It’s the way the kid shrinks like he’s expecting to get yelled at.
This whole thing, Tony sees a teenager that just wanted his father’s approval. That wanted to do everything to prove to him he was good enough.
But Peter… Peter is so much more than just good enough.
The truth is, he’s…
He’s Tony’s safe place.
And he wants to be Peter’s, too.
It should matter more than the machines and cars and an old mechanic shop no one has ever heard of. They are each other’s home.
Finally, Tony wraps both arms around him, as the boy cries silently. Peter doesn’t have the strength to return the hug for now, he just lets himself be hugged because he’s needed this all along.
Eventually, they leave the workshop. They get something to eat, and they just make themselves comfortable. Peter doesn’t need to tell Tony everything today. He knows something is up, but he’s not going to force the boy to do anything else.
All he does… is to be by Peter’s side.
He makes sure he’s safe.
Tony won’t let his kid struggle on his own ever again.
He’ll be here.
Forever and always.
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seek--rest · 2 months
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I once stumbled across this long-ass "headcanon" post in the Peter tag where the person wrote that "May would definitely be homophobic and the reason Peter is still in the closet" I've never hit the block button so fast
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Why would you share this with me. This is horrendous information to know.
I don’t even have to know or see to be able to bet money this was a cuddly irondad that projects their own issues onto May Parker.
Like I get that fanfic and fandom is creative and shit but good fuck, some people need less creativity and more therapy if your healing journey involves MISOGYNY then you’re just fucking yourself up more and for longer you are, in fact, healing WRONG
I remember a fic once that had all these disclaimers by someone saying they KNOW May would never act this way and that it was OOC and that they love May so much, and then proceeded to make her verbally abusive and dismissive of Peter so that he could run to Tony— and in the notes said that it was very cathartic and healing for them because of what their own mother did to them and what they would want (a dad I guess).
Like news flash you touch starved losers, making the canonically fantastic mother who literally DIED to save her child the evil one so that Tony Stark— a bastard of a man who was only ever canonically a good father to MORGAN STARK— is not the therapeutic flex that you think it is. It’s not creativity. It’s not catharsis. It’s just misogyny.
And we KNOW that to be true because this is not (1) fic, it’s a PATTERN for how irondad has always treated May Parker and apparently STILL DOES all these years later.
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sireforest · 2 months
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A call to Pepper and a rescue.
Chapter 2 is finally out!
First of all, SO SORRY for posting this over the weekend and then not announcing it until now, and even more sorry that it took me a month to write this. Some very "this is on par for a ao3 author" shit happened and I have unfortunately not gotten myself to write until Friday night, where I went into what can only be described as Irondad fueled mania and finished this chapter.
Considering either uploading the first chapter of Peter's POV (which has been a WIP since longer than the idea of this fic has even existed) or adding a small little filler chapter of Pepper explaining what the fuck is going on to Morgan.
Also, who was going to tell me there was an entire awards thing for Irondad and Spiderson fics and other media? Or was I just supposed to find out on my own? Because I have now and oh my god, every single fic from all 3 years is on my reading list. I'm gonna be busy the next few months with all of this, XD.
As always, comments and kudos mean the absolute WORLD to me and I would so love if you guys read the fic. I'm putting a lot into it. ❤❤
Love you guys.
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feelingsareforweak · 8 months
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I have seen a lot of Irondad and spider son aus which are great cures my depression, reduces my acne all that jazz but listen,
Peter parker! Tony stark science clone, like maybe somebody (cough sheldra/ oscorp cough) gets wind of Howard stark having a special place to store his brand new super soldier serum ("you will always be my greatest creation tony") and like somehow they like get tony's blood/semen to make a perfect soldier, test tube babies made and experimented on (bonus if results in horrifying diseases, body defects, cross animal genes showing up etc etc) and then a stark dna is brought and baby is made and it kind of results in okay baby? Like a human looking baby, no genetic deforms or serious genetic defects AND has a very active brain activity for something not even 6 months old but u know the baby is kind of weak and under weight and has tons of allergies maybe diagnosed with long term asthma and other normal defects found in normal babies but not in the experimenter so scientists are getting so excited that they are so close to getting perfection that next one is on but somehow they get bursted? Idk what happens but in the end two of the main scientists end up with that baby who like in the end up decide to raise the baby to see what may actually happen to this baby and also like to kind of avoid suspensions so two birds in one stone or more like two problems in one baby raising
The baby is named Surprise Surprise you got it right Peter and to avoid suspensions Mary marries Richard and like move in near his brothers house where they often take peter to baby sit along with his wife may cuz they are often busy with work and all that jazz so peter never really knows his parents or his condition at all
In the end after their death all he knows they were never there for him and ben and may were always his parents anyway
Fast forward to peter getting a spider bite and ben dying and becoming spiderman but tragedy tragedy may dying within a few months so during cps evaluation he finds tones of file about himself and getting an identity crisis cus he is a genetically modified a goddamn tony stark clone who going by the files should not be in any way alive but he is. Peter is both horrified fascinated and disgusted with himself and having a quater-life crises at this and kind of like spirals?
(I mean not really but mild horrified fascination that he is a clone!! of Tony Fucking Stark!!!! And he has genetic mutations!!! Enhanced abilities!!! Cuz ill be real if he is a bit on the animal side he may not really get human morals and shit, I want him a bit more on animal side here like he is sunshine daisies but not really understanding of concept of human moral compass cuz his brain was experimented on early and his iq is size of fucking mount everest and he is bored in high school)
Fast forward six months of foster care with ned and post civil war era where Tony doesn't recruit him cuz spiderman started late and is not really on his radar where SI is giving out free scholarships partnering with MIT, Harvard and other big college names that i have not researched enough to name rn and peter applying to it.
Cue ppl being horrified of this pint sized kid blowing all the tests and exams out of the wind and being like this is so freaking easy wtf is this what college teaches nowadays I don't even want to go to college if this is what it is. Scientists are screaming, professors are crying And some of the ug students are throwing up cuz like that was one of the toughest tests I have ever studied for and written in but this chilli sized horrible puns shirt kid comes and does this what even is his life now!???
Now this small packet is blowing college courses like one blows the wind and obviously this gets Tony's attention and somehow he gets roped in mentoring this kid but he is fucking hot mess who has 101 health problems and don't even ask bout his mental or emotional health okay but somehow he agrees okay
Now Peter is in foster care and doesn't want ppl to know he is spiderman (here spiderman is kind of criminal, he steals, he threatens and blackmails ppl but he also saves ppl in broad daylight, helps tourists find directions, helps grandmas cross rides, climbs trees just to save kittens stuck up there like a weird mix of vigilant, assassin and hero who is never known to kill but always subdues cuz he learned that human lives are precious that needs to be preserved after taking away his only source of maral compass and care and love after discovering his science experiment of existence ) so he graduates high school at 14 and gets bachlers from MIT, Harvard, Cambridge in STEM subjects with the young minds programme at the age the age of 15 and is on fast track of getting atleast 5 phDs by the time is of age to vote.
Tony is fascinated and worried for this kid who has managed to become his personal intern but his heart melts everytime he sees hero-worship in the kid's eyes for him, The hot mess™ Tony goddam Stark cuz it doesn't matter if he is a Tony Stark clone, he has always looked up to him from the time he remembers and Iron Man had saved him in Stark Expo okay don't judge him he is still 79.45% human and technically Tony Steak shout be his father anyway
Somewhere along bi weekly lab days and constant checking on this kid who is a star wars fanatic, makes absurd snack monstrosity to eat, is a total lego nerd and being a weird teenage mess this orphan of a kid makes his way along his non existent heart and discovers his genius of an intern is a stupid teenage dressed in onsie that fights crime on daily basis while making bad jokes and help everyday ppl but spiderman maybe loved by Queens but spiderman is kind of criminal so Ironman publically takes Spiderman under his wing.
After all this shit imagine Tony discovering his wayward son's origin story and imagine Tony being emotional mess but Peter is like its okay I'm alive I'm fine but tony is like no its not. It's a rollercoaster mess of emotions, discovering what it means to be a human, forming relationships, real life communication and identity crisis where in the end its kind of ambitious with morgan being born and all that Irondad and Spiderman fluff and jazz
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thompsborn · 4 months
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okay so 2024 goal is to start posting random one shots more often instead of ONLY posting hb or tbaf. not that i won't be focusing on hb and tbaf, but like, i miss posting random shit for funsies.
i just looked through all of my drafts for prompt fills i have yet to finish, the earliest having literally been sent to me in march of 2020, and would like some input on which one y'all would like most?
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asyouleft · 6 months
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WIP Wednesday
Finally remembering that I always want to post WIP Wednesday but constantly forget.
Anyway:
Irondad for @happyaspie
“Hiya, Spidey,” came Mr. Stark’s voice from the suit and a second later, the man himself stepped out. Peter had been this close to Mr. Stark once, back when they went to the Stark Expo. He was in awe of the man and the suit then and now, it was much of the same. 
Peter almost fell off the building on purpose, running away from the whole situation, but he couldn’t get himself to move. Instead he cleared his throat, trying to sound much older than almost but not quite 16 years old. “Hi, Mr. Stark Man.”
The second the words left his mouth, he wanted to die right then and there.
Mr. Stark laughed, moving away from the suit and coming closer. “Mr. Stark Man was my father, please call me Tony.”
“I’d prefer Mr. Stark,” Peter said, words coming out of his mouth without his permission. “Can I help you?”
“Hm,” Mr. Stark said, stopping close to Peter, almost enough to touch him. “I just wanted to say hi. I’ve seen you swinging around lately, pretty impressive stuff if I do say so myself. That car you caught? Great job.”
“Thanks.”
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“We should hang out sometime, it’d be nice to catch up,” Nick said, cutting him off before Charlie could escape the conversation. He pulled his phone out of his pocket. “What’s your number? I’ll text you, so you can have mine.”
Charlie was a bit confused and worried at how strong Nick had come on. He tried to remember if they really did talk at any point but he could remember nothing beyond a brief hi once, maybe twice. Nick was a year above him and played rugby, something Charlie didn’t touch. He was never allowed to attend any parties, especially if Ben was going to be there too. 
“Oh uh,” Charlie stammered. He’d gotten a new number and phone after leaving Ben since he was in charge of their phone bills. He kinda remembered it but with Nick standing there, he couldn’t recall. He fished his phone out of his pocket, unlocking the screen. “I just got a new number,” he added. “I don’t really remember it, sorry.”
“Oh, let me give you mine,” Nick said, not deterred in the slightest. He rambled out his number, as Charlie typed it into his contact, labeled him as “Rugby Nick” for some reason. There were only 5 names in his contact list to begin with, it wasn’t like he wouldn't remember putting in Nick Nelson’s number. 
and my favorite new thing I'm writing (to which I had to find the least explicit part which is kinda hard apparently)
“Ah shit,” Charlie said, almost falling off the bed in his haste. “Where the fuck are my jeans?”
“Your jeans? Jesus, where are my pants?” Nick mumbled, getting up out of bed and scavenging around his floor. “We have to be better about this part.”
“Oh sorry,” Charlie said, rolling his eyes, but finding his jeans, pulling them back on while Nick struggled to get his shirt over his head. “I was a little preoccupied with the hickey you were sucking into my collarbone to stop and fold my pants.”
They dressed with just enough time, opening the bedroom door and getting in their “normal” cuddle pose just as Sarah came up the stairs. Nick had placed his laptop on his lap, making it look like they’d just been watching something. But if Sarah came any closer she might have noticed the laptop wasn’t even turned on.
“Hi boys!” she called out, her voice a lot louder than it needed to be. “I’m home and coming up the stairs.”
Charlie blushed, shoving his face into Nick’s shoulder as his boyfriend giggled. “God, I hate that she totally knows what we’re doing. This is just - so cringe.”
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snarkythewoecrow · 7 months
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20 Questions for fic Writers!
thanks for the tag @mammameesh @underwater-ninja-13 💙
1. How many works do you have on AO3?
184
2. What’s your total AO3 word count?
1,391,678
3. What fandoms do you write for?
9-1-1 (mostly buddie), MCU, dabbled in Torchwood, Sherlock, HP, and Old Guard, oh and supernatural for a while too, though I don't have a lot of my supernatural and Torchwood moved to ao3, something I've been working on since like 2012 (there aren't that many more to move, I am just amazing at procrastinating)
4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?
Overall, these are my highest: Unexpected Finds (MCU, irondad)- 5 206 If I Could Do It All Over, I'd Find You Sooner (MCU, stuckony)- 2 593 emergencies only (MCU, irondad)- 2 154 between wanting and needing (MCU, stuckony)- 2 087 abuse at your hands, broken at your feet (MCU, irondad)- 1 960 But since I'm mostly writing 9-1-1, I'm going to include my top two from there, cuz I can: I choose you, Pikachu (or the ways two idiots finally say you’re mine) - 1 595 sometimes an onion really is just an onion (and that’s all there is to it) - 1 302
5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?
I try really hard to respond, but sometimes I get behind, and there are times when I'm low on spoons and I put them off, and that doesn't mean I don't love them all, seriously, people who comment are so generous and sweet, but it does mean that sometimes they will get a random reply from me two years later lol
6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?
honestly, not super sure, cuz I can't remember them all off the top of my head, but I guess the one I wrote for irondad, where peter was using hard drugs and it didn't end with a promise of things turning out good, hugs didn't fix things in that one
7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?
no idea? they are mostly all happy to some degree
8. Do you get hate on fics?
eh, not often, but sometimes, more in the mcu than other fandoms
9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?
yes, and mostly gay, many kinks, from vanilla to wtf are you even writing type things, but i do seem to lean toward bdsm dynamic in smut, daddy kink often, and a/b/o (tho i really love writing non-traditional dynamic, a lot of omega/omega and alpha/alpha)
10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?
yes, and probably sam wilson/harry potter, honestly, I really still adore that one, it worked, I swearm, harry was older and fucked up with ptsd, and sam was awesome, as usual
11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?
not that i know of? well, i mean, i've once found them posted on small fan sites serving other countries and tbh, it didn't bother me too much, like it wasn't great, but like, hey, life's too short and they obvs liked them, and they did give me credit, sorta
12. Have you ever had a fic translated?
yeah, a handful over the years, maybe 5 on ao3? and i know i gave others permisson over the years, but they never linked back so idk
13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?
yeah, totally, done it a bunch and had fun
14. What’s your all time favorite ship?
steve/tony, then stucky is a close second, like they are the true standbys, I'll always love them, but I have a armada of other ships that also serve me well
15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?
we don't talk about bruno, dude
16. What are your writing strengths?
description maybe, or writing emotional shit? and like with dialogue, I'm either a god of it or a pathetic feral creature that has never spoken aloud
17. What are your writing weaknesses?
depending on the day, the same as what is written in prior answer
18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?
honestly, i try not to do it anymore, cuz I don't like making it harder for readers in anyway to consume, so unless I can keep it short and clear enough that you can still gather what they are saying without knowing the language, then I leave it out. I will try hard to find other ways, and i'm not super into translations posted after the text, looks clunky, and not super into translations at the end, but yeah, to each their own
19. First fandom you wrote for?
dudes, i dont know when i ate last, no idea, like maybe some MASH or like Highlander in notebook as a kid? probably my first shared was interview with the vampire, resulting in much anxiety as a teen
20. Favorite fic you’ve written?
I'm picking from more recent fics, and I kinda love this one atm: sometimes an onion really is just an onion (and that’s all there is to it)
tagging @buckybeardreams @limetimo @painted-doe @psychiccatpanda and anyone else who wants to do it!
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20 Questions for fic Writers!
1. How many works do you have on AO3?
2. What’s your total AO3 word count?
3. What fandoms do you write for?
4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?
5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?
6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?
7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?
8. Do you get hate on fics?
9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?
10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?
11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?
12. Have you ever had a fic translated?
13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?
14. What’s your all time favorite ship?
15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?
16. What are your writing strengths?
17. What are your writing weaknesses?
18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?
19. First fandom you wrote for?
20. Favorite fic you’ve written?
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The Simple Life
“What’s going on?” Tony asks, walking over to the security guard. The man is sitting at his desk and talking to a kid who’s gesturing animatedly. “Is it bring your kid to work day or something?”
“Hi!” the kid says, smiling brightly and waving at Tony. “I’m Peter.”
“He says he’s, uh…” The guard seems to be at a loss.
“You’re my dad!” Peter says, still smiling brightly.
Tony’s whole body flinches.
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An AU of The Game Plan, set right after Civil War and featuring a very lonely Tony Stark with poor coping mechanisms; a very young Peter Parker who is losing track of how many lies he’s told; and a very busy Pepper Potts who is starting to see her ex-boyfriend in a new light.
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Now Complete!
That's right, I've finally finished this fic! If you want a completed surprise bio-dad kid Peter fic (aka an AU of The Game Plan) with Pepperony on the side, this is for you!
Featuring:
Peter Parker & Tony Stark, Pepper Potts/Tony Stark, May Parker & Peter Parker, Peter Parker & Pepper Potts, Rhodey & Tony Stark
Peter Parker is Tony Stark's Biological Child, Tony Stark Acting as Peter Parker's Parental Figure, Parent Tony Stark, The Game Plan AU, Post-Captain America: Civil War, Sokovia Accords, Canonical Character Death, Kid Peter Parker, Peter Parker is a Little Shit, Adorable Peter Parker, Kid Fic, unexpected child acquisition, Exes to Lovers, Getting Back Together, I promise there is actually a lot of pepperony content in this fic, it is not just background to the irondad, Tony/Pepper is a main plot point, Implied/Referenced Alcohol Abuse/Alcoholism
Read here!
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One Last Breath (To All I Think Is Safe)
https://archiveofourown.org/works/51112243 by JAWorley "What exactly do you expect me to do with this kid? Be his father?" Tony asked. Fury snorted. "I don't care what you do with him Stark, just keep him out of my hair. Put him up in the compound, take him to the tower with you, it doesn't matter.” "And just like that," Tony threw his arms up into the air, "I have complete control? I can drop him off in Antarctica or send him away to boarding school?" Fury turned and stalked towards the door, "Whatever. He's your ward now." And just like that the compound had suddenly become Tony Stark's Home For Wayward Superhuman Teens. Great. Just wonderful. OR Fury drops 14 year old Peter Parker off on Tony’s doorstep and doesn’t give him a choice but to look after the young superhero. (This happens just post Civil War. Peter didn’t go to Germany, and until this story, Tony has never met Peter). Words: 6831, Chapters: 1/10, Language: English Fandoms: Spider-Man (Tom Holland Movies), Iron Man (Movies), Marvel Cinematic Universe, The Avengers (Marvel Movies) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Categories: F/M, Gen Characters: Peter Parker, Tony Stark, James "Rhodey" Rhodes, Pepper Potts, Happy Hogan, Other Avengers, Wade Wilson, Nick Fury Relationships: Peter Parker & Tony Stark, Pepper Potts/Tony Stark, Peter Parker & James "Rhodey" Rhodes, James "Rhodey" Rhodes & Tony Stark Additional Tags: Irondad, Iron Dad, spiderson, spider son, spider kid, Adoption, Tony Stark Has A Heart, Tony Stark Acting as Peter Parker's Parental Figure, Parent Tony Stark, Protective Tony Stark, Tony Stark Feels, Tony Stark Has Issues, Peter Parker Needs a Hug, Peter Parker Gets a Hug, Precious Peter Parker, Peter Parker is a Mess, Peter Parker is a Little Shit, Teen Peter Parker, Awesome Pepper Potts, Uncle James "Rhodey" Rhodes, Deadpool has a very brief cameo, Foster Care, May is dead before the story starts, Hurt/Comfort, Angst, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Fluff read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/51112243
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