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shit gets real when the "Mr. Stark" turns to "Daddy" and the "kid" turns to "Baby".

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commission for @starkerwispymusings cover art for their fic, The Stark/Parker Equation ❤️, thank you! you can read their wonderful fic here : https://archiveofourown.org/works/46507687/chapters/117106135…

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some sketches during work breaks

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During the five years Peter is gone, Tony leaves him voicemails.

At first it's when he's drunk. He's always drunk during those early days. He dials the number he memorized years ago and just talks - the drunk ramblings of a grieving man.

He checks himself into rehab exactly six months after Titan. He leaves a voicemail telling Peter he's going to get sober, because Peter would've liked that. Tony remembered distinctly the faces he used to pull when he caught him drowning his sorrows in a bottle of whiskey.

Even when he does get clean he keeps leaving voicemails. He dials the number before he goes to bed each night, his heart doing that painful little clench when Peter's pre recorded voice filters through.

He tells him about his day. About how the world is coping now. He tells him about the team, even if he rarely sees them these days, because Peter would want to know he thinks.

About how he misses Peter so badly it hurts, about how the nightmares won't fucking stop, about how sometimes he can still feel the dust on his hands and then it turns to blood and no matter how long he scrubs and scrubs it's still there.

He tells him through heaving sobs that he fucking loves him. That he had been terrified, a complete coward, and now it was too late and it was eating Tony up inside.

That he just needed Peter back.

Five years of voicemails, and then time travel and the battle and the snap.

When Peter returns to New York after the funeral his phone is in nightstand where he left it.

Peter listens to every single one, phone pressed to his ear as silent tears rain down over his cheeks.

His breath stutters when Tony says 'I love you', and Peter says it back in the dark of his bedroom.

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The way Tony moans, “oh, Kid”, while Peter rides him slow and hard is just 🥵🥵🥵

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I lovvvveee the trope where Peter doesn't realize he's Tony's sugar baby until someone else points it out. Tony's always buying him fancy jewelry and clothes and taking him out to high end restaurants. On one occasion, Tony even convinced Peter to accompany him on a trip to Tokyo.

Peter, oblivious as always, is internally talking about how nice Tony is and how generous he is. Meanwhile MJ is like, "He's literally your sugar daddy."

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christening this blog with my newest obsession

a request for my gf who wanted peter dipping tony into a kiss–something i sorely needed

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This wasn't meant to happen.

This wasn't meant to fucking happen. Not to Peter. Anyone else, seriously. Tony didn't even care if that made him a dick - he would've preferred literally anyone else.

Just not... not Peter.

"Tony? We have to get out of here. God knows how much time we have before he turns," Steve said, laying a hand on his shoulder that's likely supposed to be comforting.

Tony shrugs it off.

He looks at Peter, who is watching him with a terrified expression, and yet he still nods.

"He's right, Mr Stark. You need to get out of here before I... I..." Peter swallowed, eyes flickering to the bite on his arm then to the genius. "I don't want to hurt you," he finished quietly, almost begging.

"I'm staying. Get the others out of here, but I'm staying."

Peter stared at him, eyes wide. Steve sighed.

"Tony-"

"Get out of here, Steve."

The Captain looked conflicted, but Tony just levelled him with a look. The only way he was leaving this place was if Steve literally carried him back to the jet, and Tony would like to see him try.

Steve ran a hand over his face then nodded, squeezing Tony's shoulder again.

"Be careful," he says, and Tony sent him forced smile. "When am I not?"

For the first hour or so, nothing happens. Tony finds a deck of cards in the bunker their currently sitting in and teaches Peter how to play poker using rocks as chips.

Then the fever starts.

Peter's burning up bad, and Tony can feel the heat he's radiating just from sitting near him. He doesn't look great, face pale and ashen.

"Mr Stark, I don't feel so good," he admits quietly. There's a note of fear in his voice that makes Tony's chest ache.

"You're ok, want to take this hoodie off?"

Peter nods, and Tony pulls up the hem until he can slide it off. He lifts a hand to brush through Peter's hair. The locks are damp with sweat, curling slightly, and Tony continues to run his fingers through, untangling the small knots as they appear. Peter's eyes slip shut, his breaths coming as hot little puffs of air.

Tony looks at the bite on his arm. The ridge is purple and angry, and he pulls away to grab the first aid kit but Peter pulls him back, eyes fluttering open. They were shining with tears.

"Stay? Please?"

His voice breaks, the tears begin to fall over his rosy cheeks.

"I'm not going anywhere," Tony says, "I swear."

He brushes the tears away initially, but they keep going, and eventually he settles on pulling Peter into his arms.

Eventually his breathing evens out against Tony's neck. Tony checks his pulse, and while it's rapid it's still strong.

He uses Peter's hoodie as a makeshift pillow, grabbing a damp riddled blanket from the scarce supply closet to drape over them both.

Tony let's himself drift.

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He wakes up to Peter sobbing, body tensing and shaking.

Victims of this deadly disease will experience severe muscle cramping and spasms prior to the conversion. If you see someone acting this way, get to a safe distance.

Tony sat up and inched closer, and Peter's eyes were unfocused as he reached out blindly.

Tony caught one of his flying hands.

"I'm here, it's ok. You need to try and relax, Pete."

Peter sobbed.

"H-h'rts. J-just k-kill me," he pleaded, and if Tony had actually ate anything in the last 48 hours he would've brought it back up.

Hearing Peter beg for a bullet in his head was possibly the worst thing Tony had ever heard. His perfect and innocent Peter. His mentee, his fucking everything, begging him for death.

Tony was selfish. He couldn't do it.

"I- g'nna hurt y-you. K-kill... me!"

Tony shushed him softly, and hesitated briefly before pinning Peter down. His thrashing was more controlled, but he was still sobbing.

"You could never hurt me," Tony says, although he doesn't think Peter is listening.

The veins around the bite are purple, the skin becoming tinged with a green discoloration. Peter's pulse is weaker beneathe his fingers.

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In the brief moments free of delirium, Peter begs him to go.

At first it's pleading, then it turns to anger. He screams at Tony to get the hell out, says he doesn't want him there, and Tony just nods silently but doesn't leave.

"Please, I don't- I'm... I'm hungry," Peter says, and he sounds scared. So, so scared.

The delirium returns soon enough, and Peter stares off into space, talks to May and Ben and his parents, skin clammy as he shivers violently.

--

His pulse stops. The purple veins have spread up, and his skin is grey with patches of green and purple.

A corpse, technically.

Tony chains him to the wall. The restraints still let him move around the room, and Tony draws a safe zone with chalk where the chains don't stretch.

Peter isn't conscious much after that. He doesn't even follow Tony with his eyes. He sits slumped against the wall, letting out occasional noises of pain and low growls.

"Peter?" Tony asks tentatively, gently touching his shoulder.

Peter snarls low, jaw snapping, and Tony scarcely backs up in time.

He's hungry. Starving, even - a slave to the disease, and Tony knows he has to make a decision now.

The gun rests heavy in his pocket as Peter snarls and drools over himself. He eyes the chalked line, drags the toe of his boot over it.

As he leaves, he tells himself it's to find the others. There's nothing more he can do, right? He stayed with Peter as long as he could.

Except the first survivor he comes across gets a bullet to the chest, and Tony drags the lifeless body back to the bunker.

Just this one, he tells himself. Just one, and then he will go find Steve.

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By the time he does find a cure, he's sacrificed dozens. He doesn't regret any of them.

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Tony doesn't let anyone touch the arc reactor ever after Obadiah. He can't bring himself to let anyone lay their fingers on it. Sometimes people touching his chest in general can prove quite triggering.

One morning he wakes up to Peter curled up against him as usual, except his fingers are tracing lazy patterns over the reactor.

Instinctively Tony wants to run, but forces himself to stay very still. Peter didn't know about his hang ups with the reactor, and he braces himself for the inevitable panic.

Except, it never comes.

That suffocating feeling doesn't burn in his throat. His eyes don't sting with tears.

Peter's fingers feel nice, even. They're gentle and careful as they trace the scars, following the path to the silver ring and round into the centre.

He must've sensed Tony was awake because his fingers moved to cup his jaw instead.

"Morning."

Tony opened his eyes, and smiled down at him.

"Morning."

Peter sat up, throwing a leg over Tony's waist and sitting on his abdomen, leaning down to press a kiss to Tony's lips, and after a brief pause, one to the arc reactor buried in his chest.

"I love you," Tony blurted.

Peter froze, blinking once, before a grin broke over his face.

"I love you too."

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PETER PARKER + his little skip away after talking to his crush

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Mechanic!Tony & Student!Peter Tinder AU

For @silkystark​ who is definitely gonna shout at me when she reads it

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I have all these headcanons for what a public Tony/Peter relationship might look like in the press/court of public opinion etc. but I don’t have a fic idea to attach them to so I’m just gonna post them here:

- the popular take at the beginning of their relationship is that it’s Tony going back to his playboy ways as a midlife crisis and Peter just happens to be his newest arm candy/sugar baby, but there’s some like, general confusion over the idea that Peter is just Some Grad Student At MIT (if an admittedly cute one) rather than younger-Tony’s parade of models and starlets

- it’s assumed that Tony will drop Peter pretty quickly, so there’s some further confusion when they hit one month, then three, then six, then a year, etc., as well as plenty of mean-spirited jokes about Peter being a gold-digger, having blackmail material on Tony, or countdowns to when he’s getting dumped; gross entertainment press stuff

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YES YES YES I LOVE THIS SO MUCH YOURE A FUCKING GENIUS JAE

snowstark’s end of year celebration! ↳ ⭐️ surprise requested by @carelessannie <3

Peter has three different identities.

His first involves being a student in MIT and working in a deli shop. His second identity is an escort. His third is the friendly neighbourhood Spider-Man.

Hanging off the arms of rich men and attending charity balls seems like an easy way to earn money at first, but it quickly becomes difficult when Peter finds himself enjoying spending time in the company of Tony Stark, CEO of Stark Industries.

The situation becomes even more complicated when Peter discovers that Tony is Iron Man. Now, it’s up to him to keep two of his identities a secret — but maybe Tony is just a little too smart for his own good.

And maybe along the way, they fall in love.

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first date tingz