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anonoite · 1 year
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prompt from twitter: "merman peter au"
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pretty-bratty · 17 days
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MAMMA MIA! STARKER AU
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"Wait a second. You found your mom's old diary? Hid it from Aunt May and read it?"
"Yeah, Ned, focus! I have three potential dads!"
"May's gonna kill you when she finds out."
"When she finds out, it's gonna be too late, MJ."
"What do you mean-"
"I invited them all to the island."
When Steve Rogers, Bucky Barnes and Tony Stark arrive to Kalokairi, Peter quickly finds out that May has even more reasons to kill him. It wasn't his mom's diary, it was hers. However, Tony is the only one who actually had a summer fling with both sisters at some point (yes, they were wild back then, and Peter's not sure he's ever gonna be able to look May in the eye).
And now Peter's praying that Tony's not his biological father, because he wants to call this gorgeous man Daddy instead of dad...
Including:
🌊 Tony, who falls hard and fast and is double terrified, because not only he's falling for a kid who can be his son, but he might actually be his son?! Universe has a wicked sense of humor.
🌊 Peter, who's trying to figure out the way out of this whole mess he created. Making more messes on the way. It's a talent.
🌊 Steve and Bucky, who fucking finally stop being oblivious dumbasses and get together after years of mutual silent pining.
🌊 May, who doesn't know whether she wants to kill or kiss Peter for bringing these three idiots back into her life. Probably both.
🌊 Ned and MJ, who are here for this wild ride (with popcorn).
🌊 Lots of pining and emotional hurt/comfort from both Tony and Peter.
🌊 Greek island and lots of good music.
PS: Tony and Peter have a heart-wrenching confessions exchange on the cliff to "The Winner Takes It All" playing. Almost sure they can never be what they want to be:
"I've been wanting to find my dad my whole life, but now I want nothing more than to never know my dad. I don't want you to be my dad!!! I need you..."
Soon after that the confirmation comes that Tony's definitely not, in fact, Peter's father.
They celebrate it at Stucky wedding.
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starkerscuteworld · 10 months
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Peter has the prettiest doe eyes and knows how to use them. He will give Tony the biggest puppy eyes to get what he wants, when he wants it.
The relationship works perfectly as Tony loves to spoil Peter with anything he could ever want in life.
But don’t worry, Peter will make sure Tony knows how grateful he is. He will always thank Tony with a blowjob after every new surprise.
He will give the sloppiest head ever known, taking the older man all the way down until he’s gagging and choking on it.
Tony could never get over the feeling of the younger’s mouth, letting out the most whoreish moan at the feeling of Peters throat constricting around his cock.
He would gently pull Peter off and tell him not to hurt himself, only to have those fucking pretty eyes on him, brimmed with tears from the gagging.
“But I want it to hurt, Mr. Stark.” Peter would say in the sweetest voice, a voice that should not be speaking such a filthy sentence.
and who is Tony to say no to his pretty boy? After all, he gets everything he asks for.
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captshipper · 4 months
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shitty cheating AU inspired by a trilogy I'm writing
Omega Tony is married to someone – probably Steve, for, uh, reasons – and he's happy about it. Or as happy as he could be. His mate isn't the worst, he's just too busy but at least he's not pressuring Tony to have the pups Tony doesn't wanna have.
But then alpha Peter shows up and he's everything Tony actually wanted in an alpha.
Because he doesn't want to be a shitty cheater, he's an absolute jerk to the golden retriever in alpha shape for the next year or so. They're lab partners and it's hell because the young man just wants to be his friend.
Then there's an incident. And they're on lockdown. And Tony's urges can't be contained.
Peter's pretty into it.
Tony is, despite his efforts, a shitty cheater.
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definitelynottony · 10 days
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Starker High School AU wip
(Peter is a sophomore and Tony a senior. Peter is a somewhat new kid, too smart, too anxious, and too pent up. Tony understands him the most and knows exactly what the kid needs. BDSM, Daddy kink, underaged, angsty)
"Bad boys get punished, Pete." Tony rumbled lowly.
"...holy shit." Peter panted, out of breath. A bolt of heat shot through him, an electrical shock that left him tingling. "Fuck. Yeah, punish me then Daddy, please." Peter didn't realize he had whispered it out loud until after it was said. Until after it was too late to take it back.
... The whole time, Tony had been corralling Peter to the closest wall available. When they got close enough, Tony shoved the younger teen against it. Peter winced; more from the shock of the cool, pale toned sheetrock against his back than the force itself. Tony kept firm against him. Chest to chest, pressing Peter's arms above his head, pinning him to the wall.
"Say it again." The darker haired teen demanded in a rough whisper against Peter's ear.
"Punish me... Daddy." Peter's tongue felt heavy. The tension was heady, and the younger teen had no idea what was happening, but he never wanted it to stop.
"Fuuuck" Tony drawled out. His head dropped to the crook of Peter's neck, like the air was too thick and he needed a second to just breathe. That thought alone turned Peter on almost as much as the mouth that was licking its way to his ear.
"God." Tony huffed out, irritated. Why was he irritated? Peter was feeling amazing! "Alright, sweetheart, if we're doing this, then we need to get a couple of things outta the way first."
"Holy fuck…" Tony groaned, head back, eyes closed. He was on some cloud nine shit. "Jesus! You're so fucking good, baby. Sound like a spoiled little princess." Tony crooned, feeling that familiar bullet of heat going straight to his cock. It was honestly starting to hurt at this point, the way it strained against his jeans. "But I need you to shut up-"
"Yeah. I thought that's what we were doing?” Peter gestured down to their very noticeable situations. “Come on, I thought you were gonna punish me? Punish me! Please, Daddy." He whined like a brat because Peter Parker is a brat. A bossy brat and Tony fucking loved it.
"Bu-"
"I said shut it."
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starkwub · 1 year
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(Tw: Starkercest)
Mob boss! Tony and his son, Peter (super out of the blue idea (considering I usually never write mob Au's), but figured I'd write it down ha!)
Just thought of Mob boss Tony allowing Peter, his prized possession son, go out on his own to live life since the boy had been harping about it for ages. Peter wanted to feel like all the other kids in his class. He didn't want body guards or exuberant allowances--nothing.
Tony of course couldn't say no after having done so for years-but that didn't mean he wouldn't be tricky about it.
Peter didn't have to know that he hired people to go to his house and be sketchy--knocking on the door at strange hours of the night or tampering with his window. Perhaps even telling the men to make creeping sounds within the home, just so Peter might feel more afraid of being on his own. He'd get people to stare at him on the streets, or following him after a late night shift at work in a dark hoodie with a jangling set of keys in their pockets so the boy would know they were there.
At first Peter wasn't all too fazed--thinking that it was just another one of 'dad's undercover body guards', but after a while--with his Dad denying the accusations and having not recognized any of the gruff and uneasy looking faced that met his gaze, the paranoia started to set in.
When it got to the point where Peter couldn't sleep for hardly a wink before startling at a creak in the floorboards or a brushing knock at his door--he did the only thing he possibly could think to do in that instance.
Call his Dad.
Sniffling, Peter grappled for his phone in the dark and clicked on his dad's profile, hearing the dial on the other end and then the un-familar beeping.
Why wasn't he picking up?. He always picked up.
It had been nearly 15 seconds before the beeping stoped and then came a sleep-laden voice on the other end.
"What is it baby? It's late, you should be asleep by now."
Peter shivered at the comforting voice and huddled a bit in the bed, pulling the blankets up and over top of his knees.
"Dad I.." He sniffled, looking worryingly at his bedroom door,
"I wanna come home. Just to visit--of course."
When his dad pressed on the topic, wonder why such a sudden thought had crossed his mind at three am, Peter just pouted and wrapped an arm around his knees tightly.
"Haven't seen you in a while s'all.." and suddenly his tone turned sour, "Why? You don't want me there?"
Tony coo'd and seemed to ruffle his bedding on the other side of the phone before speaking in a tone that Peter knew all too well.
"Of course I want to see you baby. Wish you where here right now so all you had to do was knock on my door, crawl into bed, and tell Daddy what's wrong instead of calling from a state that's a million miles away."
Daddy. Peter's heart thumped in his chest wildly at the honorific. It'd been so long..too long, since he'd heard it.
"It's not a million, jeez.." Peter retorted, suddenly remembering back to what it felt like to be with his Dad. His room somehow was always so much warmer than his own, and as he flexed his fingers to feel them stiffen from the chill, he sighed.
"I'll see you tomorrow then? I'm off with this weekend so I'll let them know I can't do any overtime."
"Mm.." Tony hummed, shuffling a bit more, "Alright sweetheart."
They stayed on the line for a few moments longer, and as Peter yawned, now letting his body slip back down to the crappy mattress, he breathed out against his phone.
"Want me to stay on the line?"
Peter nodded sleepily, knowing that his Dad couldn't see it, nor hear it, so he let out a muffled hum of his own, enjoying the subtle deep chuckle that came from his father's throat in response.
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There can always be more, but I'm going to stop it here and count it as a win that I've finally written and posted something on here again XD I've been so enamored by the Harry Potter fandom as of late so my mind has taken to straying away from Starker more than usual
Hope everyone is doing okay! :)
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soleillov · 3 days
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Nanotechnology 🤖
🇬🇧: Peter spends a lot of time alone in the engineering lab of Avengers Tower. Until one day Tony shows up to help.
🇧🇷: Peter passa muito tempo sozinho no laboratório de engenharia da torre dos Vingadores. Até que um dia Tony aparece para ajudar.
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⚠️: English is not my first language
🔗 In English
🔗 Em português brasileiro
Com amor, Sol ☀️
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starkeristheendgame · 2 years
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I keep thinking about a The Propsal AU but where Tony needs to marry to keep his position as CEO thanks to a clause Obidiah created to try and oust him before the whole betrayal debacle and Peter is the poor brand new intern who permanently looks confused and he's only been here three weeks and now he's engaged to Mr. Stark and I need to meet your parents, kid, make it all official and haha, yeah, about that Mr. Stark... And holy shit but isn't Mr. Stark totally banging Miss. Potts? And what does Peter know about spring weddings vs fall weddings and holy shit this ring is worth more than his life if he loses it oh god oh no—
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aimless-alpine · 9 months
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peter: I need someone to take me out
natasha: with a gun or on a -
tony: for the last time pete, you need to stop saying that when you want attention
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anonoite · 1 year
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pkmn au
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pretty-bratty · 9 days
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Gossip Girl AU
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Spotted: Peter P. with the new science teacher, aka everyone's new crush. Are you going to make P stay after class and teach him a lesson, Mr. Stark?
xoxo, GOSSIP GIRL
or the Gossip Girl AU for @starkerfestivals Extended AUpril card 'Education' (card below)
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starkerscuteworld · 10 months
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when tony starts sucking peter off, he’ll try to keep his control. reminding himself to breath and shutting his eyes to avoid looking at his gorgeous boyfriend because one look and he’s a goner
his hands will grip whatever they can grab, usually the bedsheets due to his strength and not wanting to accidentally hurt tony.
he will throw his head back when it starts getting too much for him to handle, soft trembling moans would slip past his lips.
and when tony would pull himself off, slowly stroking peter as he spoke
“lemme hear you pete, c’mon”
the words sent peter spiraling and he allowed his control to slip, moaning out tony’s name louder and louder as tony’s mouth encouraged him.
and when he’d cum? oh well that was tony’s favorite part.
it always started with a small gasp, thighs and abdomen clenching.
then it was the small rapid moans as he grew closer. his head falling to the side into the soft, silk, expensive pillowcases.
and finally a mostly silent scream. peters pretty lips would fall open and unlike the entire time, his moan was silent as he got wrapped up in his own pleasure.
but at the very end of his climax, he would let out the most delicious, porn-worthy moan tony had ever heard.
and god would he do this a million times over to hear peter’s sweet moans.
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captshipper · 4 months
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another Starker au based on one of my original works
omega!Tony x alpha!Peter, again. half-siblings AU, they share an alpha father who's just awful to them. even more to omega, he has a... special affection to his son.
one day he tried to show the same kind of affection to Peter, it's when Tony snaps.
it's a serial killer AU.
they're on the run, wanted murders, considered extremely dangerous and they only trust each other. it's more than natural that things go how people expect alphas and omegas to interact, despite the siblinghood.
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couldntbedamned · 3 months
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Back to Where You've Never Been - Chapter 14
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Summary: In an alternate reality, Peter Parker is living out his dream of being Spider-Man and working as an intern for Stark Industries (and the Avengers!) under his hero, Tony Stark, before heading off to college. For the most part, it's incredible. Okay, the Avengers treat him like he's still a child, and Mr. Stark's not exactly the friendliest mentor. But still, it's good.
Except that recently, Mr. Stark's been in the worst mood and Peter finds himself the unwitting focus of the man's ire. He tries to keep his spirits up and tell himself that it's not personal, that anyone in the lab would be a target, but when Mr. Stark kicks him out, Peter knows he's done.
Then he finds himself falling for what feels like an eternity before returning to New York. Only it's not his New York City and the Iron Man he ends up fighting alongside is definitely not his Iron Man. Anthony Stark is kind of perfect. The Other Avengers are kind of perfect. Everyone here seems to love him. And when he and Anthony are tapped by Dr. Strange to help seal the rift between realities, Peter finds himself wondering if he was supposed to be in the reality with Anthony all along.
Warnings (or AO3 tags):  Peter Parker needs a Hug, Tony Stark has Issues, Peter Parker Whump, Tony Stark is a Dick, Alternate Tony Stark is Perfect, Alternate Avengers are Perfect, Peter Parker is of Legal Age, Pain. Lots of Pain.
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Chapter 14 - 6:02 AM EST
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New York City rejoices when they realize that their hero - Spider-Man - has returned.
A few news sources question the change in his suit - apparently the red and blue is missed. But the silver, blue - Anthony's blue - and black aren't going anywhere. This suit is his last tie to the life - and man - he'd loved.
He doesn't patrol nearly as often as he used to before that fateful day in Mr. Stark's lab. It's an ordeal again, getting to a secure place, suiting up, and then slinging up and away. It's a pain in the ass to make his web-fluid in the kitchen he shares with May. And most of all, he resents the need for secrecy.
He remembers how wonderful it had been to just be Peter Starr, aka Spider-Man and not have to worry about the people he loved being in danger. He remembers what Steve said with such conviction.
"We don't hide behind masks."
He'd been free, in a way.
He thinks about actually doing it, about revealing his identity to the world and taking his chances. Then guilt roils in him until he's sick in the stomach. He can't risk his Aunt May like that, or MJ or Ned. It's so selfish to even think about it!
It was simpler, Over There, he thinks.
Life was better Over There.
He finds that he's resenting being stuck Over Here. Everything he's once loved now feels tainted somehow. He doesn't like it at all and he especially doesn't like how he's starting to feel apathetic.
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"We need a plan."
If it was like before, when Peter was still with them - with him - where he belongs, Anthony would tease Steve for how serious he's being.
But this is no time to tease. The stakes are far too high.
"Agreed," he says. He looks at America. "How does this magical girl star power thing of yours work?"
America considers. "I concentrate really heard about where I want to go. Then I just sort of, you know, punch a hole in reality and step through. Once I'm through it closes."
"And you haven't noticed any deterioration of the realities?" Strange asks.
"No," she says emphatically. "No, and I spent a lot of time studying up on it during all of my travels."
"How do we make sure we're hitting the right reality?" Hope asks. "I don't want to risk inter-dimensional war."
"I think if I had something of Peter's, from before, it would help me focus." America looks at Anthony. "Did he have anything on him when he fell through?"
"Just his suit and web shooters."
"Do you still have them? The web shooters?"
Anthony nods in answer to Sam's question. "Yeah. I couldn't bring myself to throw them out." The web shooters and suit are in a little box in the back of his closet. They were his last tie to the man he'd loved.
"Okay. We make it Over There. What then?" Steve asks.
"We need to make sure we're not risking civilians," Sharon says. "And we need to be careful. They're still Avengers and from everything Peter said, they're considered heroes there like we are here. The public probably won't take a group attacking them too well."
Anthony scowls. He doesn't like the idea of those people being considered heroes. Not when they were so terrible to Peter.
They talk through the plan, poking holes in it where they can and refining until they have something solid.
Then Bucky speaks for the first time.
"We can't just steal him back."
"I'm sorry, what?" Anthony bites out. "You've been in on this planning session with the rest of us and you're just now offering your thoughts?"
"Look, we know he didn't want to go back, but if we just show up and forcibly take him, are we any better than they are?"
"He's happy here," Wanda argues.
"I know that!" Bucky exclaims. "And I want him back just as much as you all do. I'm just saying that he deserves to be able to choose to come back." He looks at them all. "You know I'm right."
Anthony runs a hand over his face. "Yeah, we know." Then he sighs. "He'll probably say no."
"You don't know that," Bruce says.
"It's who he is," Anthony argues. "His whole thing is ignoring anything he wants if he thinks it will make others happy, because... because..."
"Because he doesn't think he deserves to be happy," Nat finishes.
"We can least offer him the choice," Pietro says. "We can give him that, which is more than they ever have."
"And we can kick their asses," Ava adds fiercely. "They have it coming."
"They certainly do," Steve agrees, shocking them all. "What?" He adds defensively at the incredulous looks. "I never said they don't suck!"
"I need you to know that I'm so proud of you, Spangles. So proud," Anthony tells him. "One day you'll learn to swear properly."
Bucky snorts. "Remind me to share some stories from the Commando days."
"I don't think that will be necessary," Steve says with a sheepish look.
"We should all get some rest," Strange advises. "This trip is going to take a lot out of us."
"Do you know how this turns out?" Anthony asks him after the others have filtered out and it's just the two of them.
Strange's face is blank. "I can't answer that," he says. "I know it's not what you want to hear but it's all I can say."
"Your job sucks," Anthony says after a few moments.
"It's not without its difficulties and frustrations," Strange admits.
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"Any sightings?" Tony asks.
There have been no sightings of Spider-Man since last week, Sir.
Tony sighs and rubs his face. It used to be that the kid couldn't get enough of his patrolling. He was always chomping at the bit to be free of his classes so he could suit up and sling around the city helping anyone he could. Peter isn't even coming to the Tower so he can make his web fluid. For all that Tony had wanted Peter out of the line of heavy fire, he almost wishes the kid was fighting bad guys on the regular like he'd been so determined to do.
"Keep your eyes open, J."
Of course, Sir.
"Tony?"
He turns to see Pepper leaning against the doorway to his lab. He searches his mind and frowns when it comes up blank. "Did I forget a board meeting or otherwise important shindig?"
"No," she says softly. "But you have been forgetting to sleep."
"I'm not sure I know how," he says. "Pep, I messed up, so much worse than I could have imagined and I don't know how to fix it. He won't talk to any of us and he's hardly going out as Spider-Man, either."
"He's not the boy you knew," she says, moving over to him and cupping his face while he looks up at her with saddened eyes. "He did an awful lot of growing up while he was gone and he's never going to be the Peter he was before."
"I was just trying to keep him safe and away from all of this, you know, before. I know I'm an unbearable ass when you go on vacation and I'm left in charge of everything but knowing that I hurt him the way I did kills me. And realizing just how unfair we've been to him? We were terrible and I was the worst of us. And it doesn't even matter how much I apologize, because he's not going to accept. I can't even blame him for that, either."
"All you can do is give him time. And maybe give him that data stick that he had on him when you all pulled him back."
He rolls his chair back and stands up. "I never have been the patient type," he admits. "But since I can't just build him a new suit, I suppose I should make sure he gets this data stick. I'm not sure I see the point; if he's homesick for that place, it might just make it worse."
"Tony."
He sighs. "Yeah, you're right as usual, Ms. Potts."
He calls for one of the Iron Legion and sends the Mark 47 to the kid's apartment, data stick in hand with a message: You had this on you when you came over, must have fallen out of your pocket during all of the hustle and bustle.
Pepper leaves after securing his promise that he'll catch a few hours on the lab futon. He actually means it, too.
He looks around, wishing he'd been in a state to properly appreciate the last time Peter came bouncing through the doors to the lab, cheerful and ready to work.
He'll probably never get that again.
'You really are the worst, Tony," he mutters to himself.
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Peter looks at the data stick the Mark 47 had given him.
He's so glad to have it back; he'd promised Anthony he'd take care of it and he'd lost it! Hell, he'd forgotten all about it!
"Hey Gwen, can you interface with this?"
The nanites in one of Peter's web shooters reform to accept the data stick and plugging it in, he pulls on his mask and lays down on his bed.
“Hey, Pete. If you’re viewing this, then I guess you made your choice, and it was to go back.”
"I didn't!" he wants to scream at Holo-Anthony. "I didn't chose to come back here! I wasn't going to leave!"
But Holo-Anthony can't hear him, of course.
His heart breaks over and over again as he watches the message Anthony had prepared for him, just in case.
“Maybe this whole recording thing is a no-starter - miracles happen - and you’ve chosen to stay. But either way, Peter, there’s two things I need you to know. One is that I love you, more than I thought I’d ever be able to love anyone. And the second is that you, Peter Starr, are the very best of any of us. Okay.” Holo-Anthony nods with tears brimming in his eyes. “I’m done.”
Before he can scream or cry, video starts playing.
“J, give Peter here the same access and rights as me, outside of the Core files."
Very well. Mr. Parker, I am at your disposal.
“Say something to him,” Anthony prompts. “Ask him anything.”
“What do you like to do for fun, JARVIS?” Peter asks.
There are several hackers within SHIELD that I enjoy shutting down on an almost-daily basis. I also spend time interfacing with my brothers.
“The bots Anthony built?”
Yes.
“That’s really nice,” Peter tells JARVIS. He looks at Anthony, delighted.
“You’re just full of surprises, aren’t you Peter Parker?” Anthony grins. “I don’t think anyone living here has ever asked J that before, have they, J?”
They have not, Sir. Including yourself.
Anthony rolls his eyes. “Oh please, J, you know I love you.”
Peter tells Gwen to pause the video and clenches his eyes shut. That had been his first night Over There and officially one of the best nights of his entire life. He'd been warm and safe and without the consistent pangs of hunger that had plagued him for years. He'd met Anthony. Seeing it again just makes the pain of being trapped Over Here worse.
He lays in bed, miserable. He half wishes that Mr. Stark had just kept the damned data stick.
Hopefully Mr. Stark hadn't seen anything on it; that would be too humiliating. What would Mr. Stark even think of him, falling in love with Anthony the way he did? And the dietary needs? Mr. Stark and the others would probably just think he's some helpless little charity case.
Maybe he should look for a real job. He can make money that way and since he's not patrolling and has no interest in attending NYU, he'll have plenty of free time. He hasn't really had so much free time since he started working on the...
He sits up suddenly.
“...First and foremost is your whole healing the reality barriers deal, since one, it’s brilliant and two, I can’t imagine you not carrying on back Over There."
The barriers! How could he have forgotten?
"Way to get self-absorbed, Peter," he mutters to himself. "You really are the worst." He suits up and climbs out the window. He has a sorcerer to see.
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They're quiet as they congregate in the lab where Peter had been taken. Hank and Janet are present, both eager to observe America's powers at work.
"We shouldn't be too long," Anthony assures them.
He's waved off. "We were in the superhero game before you were even in school," Janet tells him. "We still have some tricks up our sleeve if anyone decides to cause trouble while you're gone."
Hank nods. "Don't underestimate the ants."
Well, that is a terrifying thought, Anthony thinks, looking around. There's a restlessness in the air despite the early hour.
Sharon checks her powered garrotes and Natasha fiddles with her Widow's Bites. Clint is rearranging the arrows in his quiver while Bucky flips one of his knives. The others are similarly nervous.
Anthony is regretting the third cup of coffee he drank after waking up; he has visions of vibrating out of the suit mid-reality jump and somehow dying. He shakes his head. America has assured them it's safe and she's the expert.
"Is this everyone?" Strange asks as he portals in.
"We're just waiting on our friendly ghost," Anthony says. "JARVIS said she's on a slight delay.. She'll be here in a few minutes."
"Is she up for this?" Steve asks Sam. "I know she's been struggling."
"Oh, she's more than ready," Sam insists. "She's probably just drinking that stabilizing tonic Janet created for her to make sure there are no mishaps."
Ava enters the lab suited up and ready to go.
"We good?" Anthony asks.
She nods, a hard glint in her eyes. "We're good."
"Remember the plan," Steve says as they gather in a circle. "We've probably only got one shot at this, so let's stay focused and show them just how hard we're willing to fight for Peter." He looks at America. "Whenever you're ready."
America pulls the web shooter out of her pocket. She holds it tightly, closes her eyes, and takes several deep breaths. When her eyes open, they're glowing white. She steps out of the circle, turns, and with the hand holding the web shooter punches forward into the empty air.
The air splits into the shape of a giant star and through it they can see the different reality's Central Park. She steps through the star and pauses. She looks at the web shooter and then out at the park, searching for something only she can see. Then she turns around to face them.
"This is it. Come on through."
They jump through in two's and three's until the last one through is Strange, who does one of his sparkling circle things and makes the star disappear.
"It's in the mirror dimension. That way no one can accidentally wander through."
"Smart," Nat says.
"Alright. Let's do this," Anthony says.
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Tony startles awake when the alarms go off in the Tower. He glances over at the clock.
6:02 AM EST.
"J, give me the scoop," he mumbles.
There appears to be a temporal distortion near Central Park. I've attempted to surveil the area but all camera feeds are currently non-functional.
Tony groans. "Well, better go see what AIM is up to this time. I assume the others are on their way to the location?"
They are indeed.
"I'll be there in a few," he said, calling his suit up and flying through one of the access hatches.
There's nothing there, when they all arrive. Sure, it feels weird, the place, but it's as empty as Central Park can be just after six in the morning.
"There's nothing here," Nat says. "Something is off, but nothing's here."
"Let's fan out," Steve suggests. "Stay on the comms, though."
The energy signatures have them moving around through the park, not nearly as spread out as Steve was hoping for. But the way they moved here, then there, then forward, to the side...
They were being herded.
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Doctor Strange isn't at the Sanctum.
At least, that's what Wong tells him.
"When will he be back?" Peter asks.
Wong looks torn.
"Oh, just let him in!" come the good doctor's voice.
"You're supposed to be sleeping," Wong scolds, turning back to where Strange is coming down the stairs in a robe that's far shorter than Peter ever wanted to see the man wear.
"Please. I'm used to thirty hour days," Strange says. "I'm good for another ten hours at least." He motions for Peter to come inside. "How can the Sorcerer Supreme be of assistance?"
"When I was Over There, I was helping Anth- I was helping Mr. Stark and the others with stabilizing the barriers between reality so that that Dr. Strange and other Dr. Stranges could work on fixing them. And I know I've been selfish and having the world's biggest pity party since this Mr. Stark and these Avengers pulled me back here, but I was hoping I might be able to help you with it, too. I'm just sorry it's taken so long to reach out."
"Taking time to grieve isn't selfish, Mr. Parker," Strange says. "And if you want to share your strategy for stabilizing the barriers, I'd be happy to hear it." He pauses. "But it's not your job, just so you know."
Peter frowns. "But it was, Over There. Why would Over Here be any different?"
"I can't answer that," Strange says cryptically. "Just know that the situation will be handled."
He doesn't understand, not at all. Why was the other Doctor Strange so insistent while this one is so unconcerned?
"Can I offer you some tea?" Strange asks.
It's early in the morning, just after six.
"Actually, that would be nice. Over There spoiled me for coffee so hot tea is about all I can stand, caffeine-wise."
"You speak of that reality fondly," Strange says once they're seated, each with a cup of tea and saucer.
"I was going to stay," Peter admits. "I didn't choose to come back."
"I'm sorry for how things worked out," Strange tells him. "And for my part in assisting them in their endeavor."
Peter shrugs. "I could have been stuck in a hell dimension for all you guys knew."
"I was fairly certain that wasn't the case," Strange says. "They were very insistent that they needed to save you and make things right."
That has Peter rolling his eyes. "They can't make it right," he says. "I didn't deserve to be treated the way they treated me and I don't think I can forgive them for any of it."
"I was so happy," Peter says after a few minutes. "I was in love. For the first time in my life I felt like I belonged and coming back here has been a nightmare. One they caused."
"You don't have to justify your feelings to me." Strange refills Peter's cup with more of the steaming tea. "And you're well within your rights to forgive or not forgive any of us."
Peter thinks about that. "I'll probably forgive everyone eventually," he admits. "I'm not built for grudges. I always feel bad for keeping them, even if letting them go feels like losing."
Strange chuckles. "You have such a kind heart, Mr. Parker. That's something to cherish."
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The area they all end up in is deserted at the early hour, even though New York City almost never slept.
"I don't like this," Sam says. "Something ain't right."
"Agreed, but this is where the energy signatures stopped and we ne-"
There's the sound of a repulsor and Tony goes flying back into the side of one of the brick buildings.
A blue suit appears - an Iron Man! - and the face plate lifts to show another Tony Stark - Peter's Anthony. The Other Avengers plus a teenage girl and another Doctor Strange surround them, crackling into the reality from that damned mirror dimension that apparently all Doctor Stranges love so much.
"What the hell was that for?" Tony asks, pulling himself up to face his hovering counterpart.
"You took something that doesn't belong to you," Anthony says with narrowed eyes. "We've come to bring him back."
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starkwub · 8 months
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Physics professor Tony…how could I not?
(Also I believe the equation/info on the board is the real deal. I haven’t taken a physics class yet (sadly) so I just did a little bit of research). I suppose it’s technically the Schrödinger “wave” equation since we solve for the wave function, ψ—but alas I’ve seen people title it different ways, ha
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He calls himself the Superior, and he takes whatever he wants. He's taken New York and holds the rest of the world in the palm of his hand. He's taken Peter Parker and delights in breaking him over and over. Even Peter's repeated escape attempts are amusing. He's always enjoyed playing with his food.
This time it's different. Peter comes across a different Tony in the wastelands of the city, fallen into their universe after sacrificing himself for his own. He's broken but he's softer. Peter sets aside his distrust and he plans.
Peter knows he needs to fight fire with fire - whether this soft, broken Tony wants to stay here or not.
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