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the best thing about the “tony made this in a cave with a box of scraps!” “well im not tony stark” scene is that most men would rather die than admit someone is a bigger expert in a field than them. especially in engineering, especially if its the same exact field that theyre working in. and to have that scientist say “im not tony stark” so instinctively, as if religiously believing that tony is above and beyond all of them genius-wise, is honestly one of the most powerful indicators of just how intelligent and respected tony himself is and how much more valuable his mind is than any invention it created

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Huge fan of Tony not technically cheating on Pepper, because he never put his hands on Peter. He didn't have sex with him, he didn't even kiss him.

What he did do, was much worse: he loved Peter.

He opened up his lab, his penthouse, his heart to him. He makes time for him, he talks about his problems and listens to Peter's in return.

He works with Peter in the lab and after a few hours it's Tony who ushers them out, because he worries about Peter eating enough.

It's Tony in the kitchen, cooking his mother's recipes for his boy. Tony is the one to offer a movie night instead of going back to the lab, because any time with Peter is perfect for him and movie's are a great excuse to cuddle.

Tony is the one to fall asleep with Peter in his arms.

If it were sexual, if Tony was just having a midlife crisis and finding release in a sexy, younger thing that would've been - not acceptable, but not unusual for a rich, famous man. To be expected in a manner of speaking.

The fault would've been totally and entirely on Tony. She could've blamed it on her aging body and moved on.

The emotional infidelity is so. much. worse. Because even though she did everything right, even when she was the one being wronged she couldn't help wonder what she did wrong.

Because she never got that space in the lab; the consideration of a shared time; the intimacy of family recipes; the trust of falling asleep together.

And, oh, it burns.

(Tony firmly believes he is doing the moral and noble thing by not actually doing anything explicitly sexual with Peter.

He stubbornly ignores the explicitly romantic gestures he showers him in.)

#starker #love the angst and the reality behind it

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Vampire x Student AU ⬇️

Unfinished Doodles

#starker #so cute!! #gotta love Peter in a turtleneck

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After the fight against Thanos' army and Tony's recover due to Extremis, Tony and Peter confess their love for each other and decide to move to the countryside to live a quiet life away from superhero troubles. They set up their lab to tinker just for fun and love to have sleepover parties when Morgan visits them.

For @starkerfestivals AUpril: Fix-It AU - Bingo Card below

#ahh omg all the greens—I love it #they deserve the quiet life fr </3 #starker

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Okay okay... but Peter showing up to the lab with a big bag of Burger King and drinks and even the paper crowns.

Tony blinking and asks what's the occasion.

" It's like... I mean it's no big deal. But ya know....it's been a year since I got the internship. A real one. Not the cover up one but ...ya know.... and Burger King is your favorite...."

#yes yes I love that #can totally imagine Tony at the end—happy and full—with the crown on his head in triumph #ahh! it’s so sweet haha #starker

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#gotta love it when Tony can’t help but give in #Like.. he holds so much power and authority--but then boom! Peter says please and he's a goner #It's like when Tony doesn't have control over his feelings for Peter so he instead tries (and usually succeeds) at controlling other aspect #hence the desire to provide both tangible items as well as mental/emotional things as well (telling him what to do for example) #The power imbalance between them is *chefs kiss* #starker

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typical dadson morning

#good lord #so so beautiful #literally speechless #starker

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(Tw. Pseudo Starkercest)

Oh man the flash in the eye… gets me thinking every time. I can just imagine that happening at some sort of high end function, and after the whole ‘dad’ thing, Tony would take to resting a hand at the base of his now red with embarrassment neck and laughing it off while saying something to the person who mentioned it,

“Well it sure feels like that sometimes when the boy doesn’t even know how to properly tie his tie. But we make do.”

Peter might feel a little self conscious about it—especially since Tony had taken to tugging said tie and smoothing it down his chest in front of all of them—but after that, the topic comes to a close and the night went on as normal.

Well, perhaps Tony would take on a strange assertive tone when asking for their coats at the check, and his hands would be more fidgety and reluctant to touch him. Oh but why?

(Tony pov switch)

Was he nervous to give in? To admit that it turned him on to think of his much younger boyfriend as a figurative son? His figured son? As if he had Stark blood running through his veins and a predisposition to the family line of illnesses.

Perhaps he was self centered to think in such a way, but when he looked at Peter across from him in the dim night light, the lust that weighed him down felt oh so good. It started pooling at his feet and rose all the way up until his ears only picked up muffled words and his gaze grew remarkably blurred.

He’d be jumpy. When his boyfriend reached over to gently rest his hand across his knee the only thing he thought to do was pounce like a rabid animal. His hand though, slowly slid to hold the boy’s instead.

“You okay?” Peter asked, albeit it still wasn’t crisp.

“What?”

A lighthearted snort followed that. “Jeez I knew you were getting old but do you need a hearing aid already? I thought you were just joking.”

God damnit why did that turn him on?

“I was. I am—” he cleared his throat before his voice had the chance to break and blow his cover. “I’m fine, really.”

Tony could tell he didn’t quite believe him, but they’d been so good with the whole “don’t keep secrets” thing, so why ruin it by accusing the other of lying, you know?

As if he’d lie to him anyways…he was fine, honesty. It’s not like he hadn’t ever dealt with these thought before—quite the contrary actually. The only difference now was that Peter had unknowingly made reference to them…but he’d just…well…

He’d just have to stuff it right back down to where he kept those thought before. Easy peas-y lemon squeeze-y.

Tony calling Peter the most 'dad' petnames like 'Bambino', 'Tesoro', 'Baby', 'Bub', 'Pup', and Peter doesn't bat an eye because he enjoys it. Not until someone points it out that the pet names are so fatherly and Peter jokingly calls Tony 'Dad' and he sees something flash in the older man's eyes. And that was the day Peter found out his boyfriend has an incest kink.

#absolutely love that concept #I’m partial to the bambino nickname…so so good #starker #starkercest

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What Peter hears when Tony’s telling him what to do:

#omg I literally have that at home XD #and can totally see that being true #just need a spiderman to compete the vibe #starker

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Thank you so much again for this lovely work @anonoite

#ahh omg! that’s awesome #and as others have pointed out—it being the same chair is too cool

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Can’t help but imagine this as Tony being the married professor with Peter as the young pretty boy engineering student—absolutely love it

Like Tony’s enjoyed students' company before in a general sense but never had any of them spark his particular interest in such a way as Peter did. That look in his eye and the quirk in his brow just makes me think that as much as he spends time being adored and ‘down to earth’, he can also be a pretty major elitist on the down low.

Maybe a bit of an antisocial personality going on? A little manipulation and “if no one’s around and you have no ability to prove I was here, I’ll just scoff when you slip and fall to my feet then step on your shit as I leave” (especially imagining him leaving a crisp shoe print on someone’s nice black coat,, what a rebel XD)

But he wouldn’t want Peter to know that—unless for some reason he thinks the kid would understand him. That would make the obsession bubbling within him even worse. He’d push Peter to do better (though if he slips up isn’t deemed a lost cause) and wouldn’t be afraid to drop the facade for the events he normally would just because the boy was with him.

He’d get that strange look in his eye that Peter would see and then feel the primal urge to shrink away from, even if it wasn’t directed towards him, but he also knew that there was something about Mr. Stark that made him want to stand tall and proud. He knew there wasn’t anyone else like him, and according to the other party, there was no one like Peter either.

He’d often thought that that must be the reason why his professor's face would become littered with micro-expressions of disgust and displeasure when in the presence of sucks ups and, well…really anyone else. He had a few people he took an honest likeness towards, fellow professors and the oddball student here and there, but none of them compared. Peter was the only one that had the man jogging down the hall to walk with him or holding doors out of pleasure rather than social obligations, and he liked it. A lot.

Tbh it kinda sounds like superior ironman as a professor which I’m not really complaining about XD

Can’t tell if his eyes would be that striking ice blue or not (maybe he’s wearing brown contacts out and about so nobody knew?)

Peter could one day accompany Tony to a bathroom for a break in between some type of school/major specific get together and see Tony remove them,, ahh I can totally see it ._.

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"God damn these contacts... My doctor told me to try out this new brand and they've been agitating me all day long." Mr. Stark complained whilst pushing the bathroom door open for the both of them. 

“It’s not like the speaker isn’t already hitting a nerve–I mean come on. Talking about a one-electron universe once I can get behind, but the guy’s been presenting it every semester for years. I think everyone’s just given up at this point since he’s tenured.”

“Oh Mr. Stark it’s not that bad. I’ve gone the past two years and he makes sure to add different figures–and it’s only the first half anyways. The latter half is always something different concerning his research–which you have to admit is a tad bit interesting–to keep us on our toes.”

“Yeah you’re right. I shouldn’t be so negative, huh?”

He couldn’t help but let out a little laugh. What a nerd.

“I get it–you’re soo funny with that one aren’t you? I’ll admit that it’s not too terribly original though.”

“Oh that’s what makes it good though–you only laughed because it doesn’t require a PhD in joking around. Maybe you should take that instead since you’re still undecided.”

Peter shook his head and gripped the straps of his bag. He supposed he didn’t need to bring it with him but he was feeling a tad bit peckish and wasn’t sure if they’d be passing by a vending machine on the way. He supposed even further that he could’ve just grabbed his wallet that lies within, but with that agitated look in Mr. Stark’s eye? He didn’t dare to keep him waiting.

Come to think of it, it was kind of interesting tagging along with his professor to make a pit stop at the bathroom, albeit it felt a tad bit personal when it was his professor. Should he use the bathroom since they were there? He hadn't gone since that morning and he had been trying to drink more water as of late after realizing he was most likely more than a little dehydrated.

Looking up, he watched as Mr. Stark leaned in and peered closer at the large full wall mirror in order to ascertain the situation, but quickly glanced away and placed his bag below the sink when he witnessed the older man wince and begin to touch the contact.

"M' gonna use the bathroom."

And he did, in a stall of course because he was nervous and didn't want to accidentally flash his middle aged greying physics professor. He momentarily wondered, and had the unbidden desire, to ask if he was tenured amidst his urination. His heart began to pound in his chest amidst the idea of breaking his own social law and speaking as if they were still side by side at the table in the conference room. 

Peter finished up though without so much as a murmur falling past his lips and left the stall to see his bag had been moved to be closer to Mr. Stark's right leg. Had the man moved it?

"You ever wear contacts, Peter?"

He shook his head as he began to scrub his pale dry knuckles and short fingernails with the school soap that smelled borderline festive.

"No never. I had a friend in high school that was into that sort of thing with multiple different colors, most being wildly unbelievable, but I never got into it. I think my eyes are too sensitive."

Peter looked up from his scrubbing and noticed Mr. Stark delicately taking one of the contacts out of his eye, revealing what could only be described as a blue one.

Blue eyes? And not even dull ones--but icey metallic orbs that nearly looked like cataracts! It was obscure, unnatural, and completely out of the blue (no pun intended, though he was sure Mr. Stark would scoff with an upturned quirk on his lip from hearing it). Brown eyes suit him so well and to see the complete opposite–gosh he scarcely thought he was imagining it all.

"Blue eyes were never my thing. They always looked too uninviting–and while that wouldn't be a bad thing if I wanted to be the 'bad cop' intimidator type, I'm a professor, and I care more about my social image than most would care to admit to."

“And I can see just fine–purely cosmetic, these are. At night things can get a little dicey, but age has definitely played a role in that getting worse over the years.”

Peter watched Mr. Stark blink the liquid he'd just dropped in from his small leather bag and couldn't help but be encapsulated by how long and dark his eyelashes looked when they were wet. It kind of looked like he'd been crying, what with the red eyes and sparse drops of liquid dropping down his cheeks.

The man let out a deep sigh through his nose as he stared at his own reflection before him.

“I feel like they show too much of who I really am.”

A confession. It came with an unnerving solumness tagged along with it that unsettled him. He supposed this was because it had been so personal as opposed to a casual personal anecdote that was fluffed for comedic effect.

Of course Peter knew about the whole ‘eyes are the window to the soul’ thing, but what kind of soul must Mr. Stark have if Peter couldn’t tear his own eyes away?

"Does anyone else know?" 

Do they know about your eyes?

…

Do they know about your soul?

Mr. Stark shook his head and eyed him for a moment before he was reaching over and shutting the water off, which now that he thought about it, had been burning him. His skin breathed under its new lack of suffocating heat but it still wasn't enough to bring his attention away from the way his professor's eyes entrapped him where he stood. Like a small white rabbit he was ensnared by the old rugged hunter that had little more to do than walk the grounds and maintain the dogs on chains in the backyard.

Peter though he gave more of a General Zaroff kind of vibe though, a hunter of humans and anything else that lets out a breath. A shiver ran down his spine as he dried his hands and replaced the bag onto his back.

"I know you're a physics professor and everything, but have you ever read The Most Dangerous Game?"

Mr. Stark eyed him once more, a favorite look of his, "I have, but I'm not sure what this conversation has to do with my reading history. Does one of the characters have blue eyes too? You do know it's not that uncommon Peter."

"Well with the way yours look it kind of is," he muttered under his breath, "but that's...no it's not because your eyes are blue. You kind of remind me of General Zaroff."

He could be blunt, and he nearly regretted saying anything of the sort because who in the world wants to be compared to a murderer?? It was only when he noticed the man look his way with two vibrant blue cataract eyes being framed by aging crows feet and those pearly whites on display that he let out the breath he hadn't known he'd been holding.

Mr. Stark’s full undivided attention being directed towards him and only him was a little more than he bargained for, but it wasn't like he hadn't had it before. For reasons unknown to him, he might even say he enjoyed it.

A flush fell over his cheeks until the man looked away and began to wash his hands after fitting on a fancy pair of dense shaded glasses. Peter did always have an affinity for the red ones.

"Can't say I've ever heard that one before, but now that I have I'm not sure how any other compliment will compare...you've spoiled me Mr. Parker."

"I wouldn't say that..."

"Well I would." And for emphasis, Mr. Stark let a now dry hand fall to loosely hold his shoulder.

"Let's say we get going, aye?"

"You don't need your contacts on?" He asked, though the shades did a good enough job of not showing anything except for his particular reflection.

"No no. Those things are going to do more harm than good if I have to keep them in for any longer. I'm probably going to make an appointment and keep on wearing my old ones till then."

"That's something you need to be careful of Peter," Mr. Stark announced as they started down the hall. "Make sure you get the best–and if the best doesn’t work as for better. Don't let anyone tell you differently. Do you think I got to where I am while being a pushover like half the schmucks at this university?"

Peter shook his head. Of course not–Mr. Stark wasn't the type.

A hand, large and warm rested at the base of his neck alongside his backpack and it made him feel watched. He peaked up at the man and noticed the beautifully masculine side profile first–god how could he not? He must've been staring for a moment too long because soon his professor was glancing down at him and smiling once more. A jostle came then before he was let go of and gently shoved with an elbow.

It was nothing less than playful, and as laid back as Mr. Stark could be in class with his other students and his fellow academic peers like Dr. Strange or Dr. Banner–this felt infinitely more personal. There was no invisible wall between them or an estranged awkward tension that usually makes him cringe internally and squint his eyes into a wince.

No, thankfully it was only the dry air here at MIT that surrounded them–but even then how thankful can he be because the dryness usually made his nose bleed (and at the most inopportune times at that). 

Peter sighed and couldn’t help but let a smile rest easy on his lips as well.

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semi-study sketches but i got lazy/tired and didn't complete peter

#love love love Tony’s outfit too #the black and the grey #especially with how well fit they are around his waist #starker #Meant to post this ages ago too but I'd been sick as a dog and school's been keeping me real busy--so I'm glad I finally caught the time XD

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Okay so I was glancing through a Spider-Man comic at the book store the other day and spotted Tony (more specifically, Peter momentarily asking him for dating advice) so I figured I'd find a digital copy and share the snippet with ya'll!

Tony also calls him "buddy boy" amidst their chase scene prior to this which was fun

( "Spidey: Freshman Year" (2019), but specifically it's in vol. 6)

(There was a break in their conversation but it reconvenes below on another day)

Just thought it was a sweet little interaction between them :)

#Tony praising him too... telling him he did good and that he's smart--mr man is just so confident with it #starker #or not? just kinda depends #also apologies if tumblr messed up the quality

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started a new sketchbook for 2024, wanted to (try to) draw in it a little everyday if possible. today is sim hadn't touched traditional in years and im rusty 🥲

#holy smokes-- #that's so flippin' good! #he's such a pretty boy in blue

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As Tony ever so gracefully put it--Happy New Year!! Thanks everyone for making this past year a great one and I can't wait to keep on with the starker community/fandom in 2024 :)

IRON MAN 3 (2013) dir. Shane Black

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(Spoilers for Superior Iron Man comics?)

But I just got done reading them (1-9, gosh why did I not read them earlier XD also, what's going on with that ambiguous ending??)

I couldn't help but imagine a SIM!Tony before all of the madness happened with Daredevil and such, were Peter is the young innocent son of some woman that regularly starts going to Stark Island to lounge and "work" (though the latter was according to Peter's wishful thinking).

Tony takes a shine to the kid and feels oddly protective over him--perhaps recognizing the innocence that plagued the boy and not wanting to tarnish it. Kind of a "He's superior in a field that I can never attain a status in, thus, he is special." sorta thing. Perhaps he's a little (a lot) obsessed with him ha!

I'm not sure if that idea's been written about already since I've never indulged in too much SIM Tony content outside of the canon before this, but I'm probably going to do some brainstorming and flesh out the idea a little bit more incase anyone would enjoy that! :)

#superior iron man #starker #tony stark x peter parker #ironman x spiderman #starker idea #starker au

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Ya’ll,,,,

I am—speechless. (Why is this such a thing for me?? Who knows XD) I saw this in the trailer and immediately dropped everything to make a gif and post about it because goddamn.

Reminded me of the Santa Starker fic I wrote before and tbh I’m feeling the sudden urge to write another because there can never be enough of Peter being all sweet and (not so) innocent with Tony dressed up as the man himself

I haven’t been in quite the writing mood but perhaps this could be my way back into the fold >:)

#I really don’t know why it’s so attractive to me #maybe it’s the fact that it’s new Tony content?? #a true pavlovian response #starker #tony stark x peter parker #ironman x spiderman

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hug

#absolutely loving the vibes this gives off #starker