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forged-in-kaoss · 1 year
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Mr. Roger Harrington + traumatized and underpaid protecting his ducklings
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trapezequeen · 4 months
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Every Shot of Michelle Jones (Part 9/♾️)
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cawtie · 2 years
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Dinfoyle and their parallels
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erlichbachman · 2 years
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CRACK SHIP — Kingo (Eternals) & Roger Harrington (MCU Spider-Man)
‘Just making rounds, seeing if anyone needs any emotional counselling after today's traumatic events.’ ‘-Hey, what's your service? I'm not getting any bars in here.’
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yes-i-am-happyaspie · 2 years
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New fic for my friend @waitingondaisies brithday!!
Undercover Chaperone by happyaspie for waitingondaisies
Part 70 of the Tony Stark is a Good Mentor series
No Archive Warnings Apply || Rated G || Word Count 7728 || Peter Parker & Tony Stark || Field Trip, MoMA, Michelle Jones is a Good Bro, Ned Leeds is a Good Bro, Flash Thompson is a Little Bit of a Jerk
Summary: When Peter's field trip to MoMA is in jepordy of being cancelled due to lack of supervision, he asks Tony for advice. He didn't expect him to actually sign up to chaperone. And when Peter brings up his concerns about Tony being recognized, Tony assures him he has everything under control.
[Excpert Under the Cut]
Peter walked into Tony’s lab on Friday after noon and tossed his backpack onto the floor with a deep sigh. It had been an extremely long day that had ended with a disappointing announcement. Thus ending his week on a completely sour note. Not even knowing he would be spending the entire afternoon in Tony’s lab was enough to completely salvage his evening. Although it did help. It was a distraction from the problem he had no tangible way of solving.
All of the general art students were supposed to be going on a field trip in a little less than a week and a half and everyone had been looking forward to it. Not because the location was all that interesting or the assignment that would follow would be any kind of interesting. What they’d been eagerly looking forward to was what would amount to a free day from school. No bells, no uncomfortable plastic chairs and no overly crowded hallways. However, the minimum number of parent volunteers had yet to have been met, putting the entire trip at risk.
At the end of the day, students had been encouraged to urge their parents to inquire about the possibility of chaperoning. And if enough adults stepped forward by the end of the week, they would be able to devote the entire day at the Museum of Modern Art, as planned. But Peter didn’t hold out much hope. The majority of students' parents worked. And it was reasonable to believe that if they hadn’t been willing to take the day off three months ago when the field trip had first been announced, they weren’t likely to change their minds with such short notice.
He’d been racking his brain ever since school let out for some sort of a miraculous solution but he’d come up with nothing. He couldn’t in good conscience ask May. The trip fell on one of her regular twelve hour rotations. There wasn’t enough notice for her to arrange for a paid day off or attempt to switch shifts. And unfortunately, there just wasn’t anyone else he could go to about filling a slot.
He was abruptly pulled from his thoughts when he heard Tony calling his name from across the room. His eyes flicked up as he waited for whatever else might have been said to process. When it didn’t, he lightly shook his head and hummed in question. He wondered how long he’d been standing there staring off into space.
Tony cocked his head to the side and leaned back in his chair. “I asked if you were doing okay over there,” he said with a quirk of his brow.
“Oh,” Peter belatedly replied. “Yeah. I’m fine, Mr. Stark. Just tired. It’s been a long week,” he said and nearly sighed in relief when he wasn’t interrogated any further. It wasn't because he was keen to keep the whole field trip ordeal a secret so much as he wasn’t certain what point there was in complaining about it. It wasn’t as though Tony could do anything to fix it. Nothing reasonable anyway. He cracked a smile as he imagined Tony purchasing the entirety of the Museum of Modern Art just so he could change the school group supervision requirements.
The smile faded as he sat down to start his homework. There wasn’t much. There never was. He almost always completed his work during class, so all he really had left to do was some routine studying. However, he found himself once again distracted when he received a text from Ned confirming what they both already knew. Neither of his parents would be available to chaperone either. He inadvertently groaned when he promptly received a similar message from MJ about her dad.
“You sure, you’re okay?” Tony asked moments later. But rather than staying where he was he began to span the distance between them. “You’re not getting sick are you?”
“What? No,” Peter said, as he dodged away from the hand that was aimed towards his forehead. “I told you, I’m just really tired and-” he added, his words trailing off towards the end.
“And what, Kiddo?” Tony asked.
For a split second, Peter considered completing his thought by requesting that Tony think about maybe volunteering. Then the rational part of his brain reminded him of exactly how absurd a request of that nature would actually be. It was just that sometimes he forgot how famous and recognizable Tony was to the public. It wouldn’t make any sense and would more than likely cause more issues than it solved. “Nothing,” he finally relented. “It’s nothing,”
Tony rolled his eyes and patted Peter gently on the shoulder. “Well, I’m not going to stand here and beg you to tell me what’s going on in your head,” he said softly. “But if you change your mind and decide that maybe it isn’t nothing, I’m here to help, alright?”
“Yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah. I know, Mr. Stark,” Peter hurriedly replied. Then he immediately turned back to his Spanish notes, eager to put an end to the discussion. His time would be better spent resigning himself to the fact that the field trip wasn’t going to happen and that it wouldn’t be the end of the world. It wasn’t like they were going anywhere new or interesting. It was MoMA, and he’d been there before. At least three times over the years. Nearly everyone had. There was something there for nearly every age group making it the go to destination for the majority of the local schools.
Sighing, he picked up his flash cards and started to flip through them. He’d just gotten himself into a good rhythm when his phone vibrated against the desk. He slapped his hand on top of it to put a stop to the incessant buzzing and looked at the screen. It was a message from May. Apparently the school had sent out an email about the shortage of chaperones, and she’d messaged him to apologize. He huffed a little as set to work texting her back, telling her that it wasn’t that big of a deal. They both knew it was a lie and hated how quick she was to call him out on it.
‘Just because you’ve been there before, doesn’t mean you’re not allowed to be disappointed,’ she said. And Peter, unsure of how to respond, sent her a single thumbs up emoji in return.
After that, he went back to studying for a while. He looped through his vocabulary words a few times before clarifying a few English notes. He just barely made it through that before his brain decided that it was done with school work for the day. Hence he shoved everything back into his bag and joined Tony near one of the larger workbenches.
“Hey, kid. Got your homework all done?” Tony asked without ever looking up.
Peter hummed in the positive and leaned in to see what Tony was working on as he spoke. “There wasn’t that much to do today. Just needed to go over a few notes.”
“That’s good. Anything happen at school day?” Tony asked. Peter rolled his eyes and was just about to reiterate that nothing was wrong when Tony looked up to clarify. “I forgot to ask you how your day was when you walked in.”
“It was fine. Nothing exciting happened or anything. It was just-” Peter began, then paused to sigh. “-a regular day I guess.”
Tony nodded his head and dragged a few large chunks of cut steel alloy out from behind the workbench. “Think you can help me with this?” he asked, waiting for Peter to nod before adjusting the pieces in Peter’s hands. “Just hold it really still for me.”
Peter nodded again, widening his stance to comfortably accommodate the awkward shape of the items he was holding together. Subsequently, Tony began to drill holes at even increments. At some point he knelt down to rearrange the way the plates were lined up and asked, “How was your Guy in the Chair today? Good?”
“He was fine,” Peter replied. When Tony looked up at him in anticipation for more, he smiled a little. “We presented our collaborative project on the pH levels in the corrosion of iron and how to prevent it.”
“Sounds great, Kid,” Tony strained, while hauling himself back up to standing and stretching his arms over his head. “Hold those up just a little higher for me, will you? My back isn’t what it used to be.”
Peter laughed as he obliged, lifting the distinct parts to a height where Tony didn’t have to hunch over or get onto the floor to perform his tasks. Things grew quiet after that, giving time for Peter’s mind to drift back to the field trip predicament. He fully understood that the outing wasn’t likely to happen, but at the same time he wasn’t quite ready to give up hope. After some time he began to wonder if maybe it wouldn't be such a terrible idea to casually bring it up. Tony was a genius and there was a good chance that he’d be able to come up with a perfectly logical solution. He figured there was no harm in asking, but waited until Tony had relieved him of the heavy metal before attempting to broach the subject.
“Hey, Mr. Stark? Can I ask you a quick question?” he sincerely asked, as leaned onto the desk behind him.
[Continue Reading on AO3]
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msilverstar · 2 years
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Author: stoneage_woman (tumblr account?) Date Updated: 03 May 2020 Chapters: 13/13 Fandom: Marvel Cinematic Universe, Spider-Man (Tom Holland Movies), The Avengers (Marvel Movies), Iron Man (Movies), Spider-Man - All Media Types Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Roger Harrington & Peter Parker, Peter Parker & Tony Stark, Roger Harrington & Tony Stark, Roger Harrington & Principal Morita Characters: Roger Harrington, Peter Parker, Tony Stark, Principal Morita (Marvel), Flash Thompson, Ned Leeds, Michelle Jones, May Parker (Spider-Man), Julius Dell, Monica Warren, Steve Rogers Additional Tags: Teacher-Student Relationship, Father-Son Relationship, Tony Stark Has A Heart, Tony Stark Acting as Peter Parker's Parental Figure, Field Trip, Peter Parker's Field Trip to Stark Industries, Identity Reveal, Secret Identity, School Shootings, ALICE Training, Gun Violence, Friendship, Heavy Angst, Angst with a Happy Ending, Hurt/Comfort, Growing Up, Post-Spider-Man: Homecoming, Not Avengers: Infinity War Part 1 (Movie) Compliant, Not Avengers: Endgame (Movie) Compliant, Precious Peter Parker, Protective Roger Harrington, Protective Tony Stark, Education, Character Study, Not Spider-Man: Far From Home Compliant, Trauma, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Fluff and Angst, POV Outsider, POV Third Person, Cross-Posted on FanFiction.Net, Realistic Series: Part 1 of Everyday Superhero Verse Summary:
When a field trip to Stark Industries ends in disaster, Roger Harrington finds himself faced with an impossible choice. Suddenly, Tony Stark is shoving an NDA in his face while Peter Parker stares at him with terrified, desperate eyes. Nothing in his 13-year teaching career could have prepared Harrington for this, but he knows one thing for sure: ten years ago, he'd stared down into the sightless eyes of a seventeen-year-old girl, and he'd sworn to himself that he would never again lose another student. He's going to do everything in his power to keep that promise now…even if it costs him everything.
Set during and post Spider-Man Homecoming. A realistic field trip story that also explores the long-term consequences of trauma and responsibility, written by a real-life teacher.
Bookmarker's Notes:
Peter Parker's teacher trying to protect his kids, including his superhero kid, over the years. It's really affecting, especially the issues of school shootings.
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l0velysmut · 1 month
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family: “why are you just sitting in ur room smiling at ur phone?”
me who’s been reading smut about fictional characters for the past 6 hours:
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sastarward25341 · 2 months
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Strange Sound of a Ghost (Part 2) (REVISED)
This is round 2! And I brought another batch of characters suspecting the sound of the ghost!
The second character with the most votes will have the most fear! And will be advanced to the finals with the first character!
Had to redo this again because I voted by accident, which I'm not supposed to do that
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moonxnite · 4 months
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y’all ever fantasize about a fictional character a little too hard to the point you’re convinced you should be admitted to a mental hospital?
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bethsvrse · 30 days
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pov: I find a good smut fic but it includes a daddy kink
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hjbirthdaywishes · 9 months
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July 30, 2023
Happy 41 Birthday to Martin Starr. 
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trapezequeen · 4 months
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Every Shot of Michelle Jones (Part 8/♾️)
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natti-ice · 1 month
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A man with a pretty face and a slutty waist.
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adgaea · 11 months
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Hi! This is fic 4 of my Family Matters series on AO3!
Disclaimer: I own nothing except for my plot.
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seths-rogens · 11 days
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i like to call this ‘popular mlm ships with freakishly similar name dynamics’
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this means absolutely nothing i’ve simply been observing this for a hot sec
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realangelahernandez · 3 months
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Go to therapy or read another fan fiction of your favorite fictional character?
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