#de aged Tony stark

[eddieheart]

Just read this cute avengers fic so I’m giving you some of my favourite quotes.

[astervaleblack]

DP X Marvel #19

Pepper Potts prided herself on her ability to adapt. She’d survived Tony Stark’s post-cave existentialism, Stark Expo 2010, the entirety of the Avengers Initiative, and several global cataclysms. But nothing—absolutely nothing—prepared her for the day she received a glowing scroll via flaming raven at 3 a.m. It exploded into glitter and legal jargon the second she touched it.

The Temporal Child Reassignment Authority—TCRA for short, like an IRS from hell with better penmanship—had declared her the legal guardian of four de-aged minors, all results of an “interdimensional ghost war and subsequent reality collapse.” The document even included a family tree, pointing out her half-sister Maddie Fenton as their maternal parent. The kicker? Three of the children were meta-class ecto-beings. And the fourth was an “anomalous prodigy with cognitive potential exceeding known human thresholds.”

Pepper blinked at the words, reread them, and poured herself the strongest wine she owned.

By the time she finished the bottle, her living room shimmered with unnatural frost, and a swirling green portal opened with the subtlety of a chainsaw. Out stumbled four children—if one could use such a soft word for what appeared to be three weapons of mass destruction and a tiny, furious psychologist in the making.

Jazz was nine years old, with blazing red hair in a ponytail so tight it looked like a weapon. Her eyes scanned the room with military precision. She was holding a notebook, already scribbling down assessments.

Dan, aged seven, had black-and-white hair that flickered between forms, red eyes glowing faintly, and a permanent scowl that screamed war criminal in a booster seat. His tiny boot crushed a Stark Industries coaster underfoot.

Danny, five, looked like an overcaffeinated sugar cube in a “Ghostbusters are Bigots” shirt. He levitated six inches off the ground, phasing through the coffee table like it offended him personally.

And Dani—dear sweet baby Dani—was three, wore a tutu over her jumpsuit, and was gnawing on a Stark tech screwdriver like a teething raptor. It sparked. She giggled.

Pepper stared.

Tony wandered in wearing Iron Man pajama pants and blinked at the chaos.

“Huh. Why do I suddenly feel like a dad?”

Pepper stood up and handed him the scroll.

Ten minutes later, Tony was grinning like a proud, chaotic uncle who just realized he’d inherited a feral army. “Oh, I love them.”

“I want to kill Maddie,” Pepper muttered. “I want to re-kill her if she’s already dead. I don’t care. I will unearth her soul and yell.”

Jazz looked up from her notes. “Statistically, yelling is ineffective when dealing with narcissistic sociopaths with academic degrees. But I can write up an interrogation protocol if you give me twenty minutes and a war room.”

Tony looked at her like she was a gift from God. “Pepper. She’s a baby you.”

“She’s a terrifying baby me.”

“I love her.”

Dan crossed his arms, floating ominously. “I’m only here because they said I can’t go back to the timeline where I killed everyone.”

Dani beamed. “I like juice!”

Danny phased up to the ceiling fan. “Does this house have ghost-repellent death lasers like the last one? I hate those.”

Tony raised an eyebrow. “You got hit by ghost-repellent death lasers?”

Pepper was already dialing every Avenger in existence. “Tony. Tony, their parents worked with the GIW.”

“The what?”

Jazz narrowed her eyes. “The Ghost Investigation Ward. They are basically interdimensional fascists who want to wipe out all ghosts and hybrid anomalies. Also, they tried to vivisect us.”

Tony blinked. “Vivisect?”

“Scalpels, restraints, anti-ecto shackles, and a man named Agent O who smells like ham and crime,” Jazz said flatly.

“I’m going to kill someone,” Pepper muttered, pacing. “I’m going to launch an HR-approved war.”

Dani blinked. “Are we allowed to bite?”

“No,” Pepper said.

“Yes,” Tony said at the same time.

Dani cheered.

By the time Natasha arrived, Dani was in the air vents, Danny had short-circuited the AI, Dan was brooding in the fireplace like a Dickensian ghost of vengeance, and Jazz was lecturing FRIDAY on ethical protocol failure.

Natasha stood in the entryway, staring, her eyes wide with either horror or admiration.

“Pepper. Did you birth little Widows?”

“No,” Pepper said tightly. “They’re Maddie’s kids. Maddie’s. As in, I share DNA with them and now legally own them. Apparently.”

Jazz tilted her head. “Ms. Romanoff. I’ve analyzed your fight patterns from Battle of New York and determined you have unresolved trauma related to institutional betrayal. Would you like to unpack that?”

Tony leaned over. “She’s nine.”

“She scares me,” Natasha whispered.

Bucky showed up next and read the full report Jazz had printed out for him, complete with footnotes, photos, and color-coded trauma timelines.

The super soldier sat down, dead-eyed. “I just had a Hydra flashback from a PowerPoint.”

Jazz gave him a lollipop. “That’s a common symptom. I recommend candy and validation.”

Dan muttered something about weak mortals and floated upside down through a wall.

“I like him,” Bucky said faintly.

Steve walked in, saw Dan breathing ectoplasmic fire at the neighbor’s cat, and noped back out.

Wanda arrived and blinked at Jazz, whose psychic aura flared like a dying star every time she got emotional.

They stared at each other for a long time.

“I sense wrath,” Wanda said.

Jazz nodded. “I contain multitudes.”

Pepper was halfway through arranging a legal drone strike on the GIW when Rhodey FaceTimed her. “Hey, uh, why is CNN reporting that four tiny gods have occupied New York and turned the Stark Tower into a haunted war bunker?”

“They’re children,” Pepper said.

Tony poked his head into frame. “Children who can melt tanks.”

Danny flew by holding the Iron Man helmet upside down like a bowl of cereal.

“Dani just set the couch on fire,” Pepper added, dead-eyed.

Rhodey blinked. “I’ll bring extinguishers.”

The thing about children, Pepper had learned, is that they operate entirely on vibes, sugar, and trauma. And these four had plenty of all three. Jazz was terrifyingly competent, and within a week had formed an inter-Avengers child committee, wrote a new AI ethics guideline, and had Bruce Banner signing waivers just to talk to her.

Dan blew up a parking meter because it “looked at him wrong.”

Danny asked Tony if they could build an ecto-bazooka together and promised not to use it on Steve “unless Steve said ghosts weren’t real again.”

Dani tried to use her powers to possess a Roomba and ride it into battle.

Pepper walked in on all four of them forming a pact to “annihilate GIW headquarters” with something called Operation Ghost Buster Buster.

Tony approved instantly.

Pepper did not.

“Pepper,” Tony said. “We have kids now.”

“We have war orphans now.”

“They’re adorable!”

“They’re armed.”

“They’re basically Avengers Junior.”

Dani crashed through the ceiling riding a ghost dragon she “found in the laundry room.”

“I changed my mind,” Pepper muttered. “They’re perfect.”

Pepper flew to Amity Park a week later, dressed in corporate armor and rage. She walked into the Fenton household with Natasha, Bucky, and a glowing legal team of literal demons (Tony’s idea) and found Maddie and Jack cheerfully explaining how ecto-dissection worked on “halflings.”

When Maddie smiled and said, “It’s science, dear,” Pepper threw her coffee in Maddie’s face.

Tony had to hold her back while Bucky dismantled the Fenton portal and Natasha found enough surveillance footage to convict them of several counts of attempted child murder.

Jazz watched the entire thing from the jet via livestream, calmly taking notes.

“Pepper’s my favorite aunt,” she said.

Dan nodded. “She has potential.”

Danny was asleep on Tony’s shoulder, clutching a ghost plushie.

Dani was drawing herself riding a unicorn with a flame thrower.

The Avengers voted unanimously to make the kids honorary members. Jazz requested clearance access to S.H.I.E.L.D.’s trauma archives and got it. Dan received therapy. Danny built a ghost-safe treehouse. Dani declared herself queen of the Stark kitchen and banned kale.

Pepper watched them play in the yard one day and finally exhaled.

“I don’t know what the hell I’m doing,” she whispered.

Tony grinned. “You’re doing fine.”

Jazz ran by wielding a dagger made of solidified ghost energy.

Danny chased her screaming something about shared custody of the Lunchables.

Dan floated overhead like a sullen storm cloud.

Dani cackled, flying past them on her Roomba dragon.

“I need wine,” Pepper muttered.

Tony kissed her cheek. “I’ll buy you a vineyard.”

[aroace-madness]

Peter Parker in Gotham prompt (?)

Peter gets send to Gotham, but this time he's with Tony

but

it's omegaverse

BUT

Only the DCU is omegaverse

[somnisfanfiction]

I would love to write a de-aged Irondad fic with a toddler Peter! Until then, here's a cute sketch.

[muse-of-gods]

When Peter wakes up in the morning, someone else is there in bed with him - a young version of Tony. He is lying right where his Tony fell asleep last night, looking as confused as Peter is. And so they spend the next days together trying to find out what happened and how to get the old Tony back. Although Peter has to admit that young Tony is just as irresistible as the older version.

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[yes-i-am-happyaspie]

Threenager by happyaspie

Part 76 of Tony Stark is a Good Mentor

No Archive Warnings Apply || Rated G || Chapters 1/? || De-aged Peter Parker, Peter Parker & Tony Stark

Summary: While on patrol, Peter is struck by a spell that turns him into a toddler. Or mostly into a toddler. His memories, intellect, and experiences are still intact. Unfortunately, that makes being trapped in a toddler's body, with a toddler's motor skills that much harder. His legs are too short, and his fingers are too uncooperative. He can’t ride in the car without a super claustrophobic car seat. He can’t even wash his hands without help and it's frustrating. Between the teasing, Tony does his absolute best to help.

[except below the cut]

It was after ten in the evening and Tony was in his bed for once. He wasn’t sleeping. He was leaning up against the headboard, glasses perched on the end of his nose, thumbing through a magazine. They’d done an interview and photoshoot with him several months prior and it had finally been published. He didn’t like the photo they’d picked for the cover. His smile was off and a few errant strands of hair had fallen limply against his forehead. He hoped the article would make up for it.

He was about halfway through the two-page spread when his phone began to ring. Blindly, he reached over to the bedside table and wrapped his fingers around the device. He didn’t bother checking the caller ID as he brought it up to his ear. There was no reason to. It was his personal phone and only a handful of friends and colleagues had the number. 

“This is Stark,” he mindlessly greeted, the phone tucked neatly under his chin.

“Oh Thank God you actually answered!” a high-pitched voice rang out from the other end of the line.

Tony sighed, wondering which one of his imbecile contacts had allowed their toddler to play with their phone. “Hey there, Little Buddy. Does your mommy or daddy know you have their phone?” he asked, bringing the chipmunk-like chatter to a halt.

“Come on, Mr. Stark! This is serious!” the voice squealed. Though, all of the R’s and L’s were either missing or slurred into W’s. “I’m kind of in a bind here and I could really use your assistance.”

The first thing to pop into Tony’s head was how the vocabulary didn’t quite match up to the voice. Before he could stop himself the words, “Wait. How old are you?” slipped out of his mouth. 

The tiny voice growled. Vaguely, Tony wondered why he’d not already hung up. 

“It doesn’t matter! I really need you to hear me out here, Mr. Stark!”

“Yeah, okay,” Tony interjected. “That’s enough phone time for you today, Kiddie. Mr. Stark is going to say ‘bye-bye’ now.” Before he could press the end call button, the voice on the other end of the line grew increasingly frantic.

“No, Mr. Stark! Wait! Please! It’s me, Peter! Peter Parker! I need your help!”

As the voice pleaded, Tony pulled the phone away from his ear to verify who he was speaking to. Sure enough, the name Peter Parker was displayed across the screen, along with the cheesy photo he’d set to go with the contact information.

“Peter?” he questioned, still not quite believing. ”Why the hell do you sound like a nineties cartoon character?”

His inquiry was met with silence. He was right on the verge of probing for more when he heard Peter gather a deep breath.  

“Well, I was on patrol, right?” Peter said. “You know, just swinging around minding my own business. Then some weird guy with a big floaty book popped up out of nowhere! I tried to get away from him but then he threw this yellowish-orange glowy light ball thing at me, and he shrunk me! He shrunk me, Mr. Stark! And I- I don’t have any other clothes.” 

When the rambling finally came to an end, Tony reached up and pinched the bridge of his nose. “You don’t have any other clothes,” he blandly repeated. “You just told me some random guy shot you with an unknown substance and you’re going your biggest concern is, ‘I don’t have any other clothes?’”

“I’m pretty sure being naked in the middle of New York City is actually a very big concern, Mr. Stark!”

Seeing as that hadn’t even crossed his mind, Tony sighed and pulled up the Spider-Suit's last known coordinates. Thankfully they weren’t far. “Alright. You win. I’ll be there in twenty.”

[continue reading on AO3]

[foxydemon911]

Help me find more fanfiction please

Hi I'm looking for those types of fanfiction please link them. I take them from any fanfiction group please. If you can't link then please make sure to tell me what fanfiction group there from

Severus snape (Harry Potter)- Deaged Severus Snape or non-sexual age play with Severus Snape is the little or the youngest little

Tony Stark (Avengers)- deaged Tony Stark or non-sexual age play Tony is the little or youngest little

Dean (supernatural)- Same as the others

Sherlock Holmes (Sherlock Holmes)- Same as the others

Logan (X-Men)- Same as the others Thank you everyone for the help

[atlas-the-bastard]

Yk what's REAL uncanny valley??

That computer-generated young Tony Stark in avengers civil war....something was NOT right with him...

[silently-waiting-for-you]

Marvel

Trope: de-aged Tony Stark

a tower made of legos

He's got a tower full of grownups to watch him, so why isn't anyone paying attention to him?

De-aged Tony Stark

. . . . .

cramped quarters

A self-sufficient 6 year old is is probably a sign of a not-so-good childhood.

. . . . .

inner child

The Avengers have to deal with de-aged Tony Stark, much to their surprise Nick Fury seems to know exactly how to do that.

. . . . .

magic isn't the answer to everything

—only to some things. In which Tony is de-aged, the Avengers assemble to babysit, and magic may just trump science this one time.

. . . . .

nonage

Summary: Loki’s idea of an – unintentional yet effectively hilarious – practical joke is to turn Tony into a 5-year-old. The remaining Avengers soon realize they may not be able to handle the boy genius. While Thor hunts his brother down in order to turn Tony back to his older self, the rest of the team seeks help from a man who, in the past, was more of a father figure to Tony than Howard Stark himself: Edwin Jarvis.

Written for: My card in Trope Bingo’s Round 1 (square: “kidfic”)

. . . . .

only time will tell

5 times Tony knew something he shouldn’t + 1 time it makes sense

AKA Tony gets de-aged with a time pull and has remembered it all these years. To the rest of the team, the little tidbits he still knew only start to make sense when the timeline catches up to them, and they suddenly have an eight-year-old teammate under their care.

[twisted-dork]

Peter Parker’s Perspective: Joker’s Big Mistake

Peter sighed as he dangled from the ropes tied around his wrists, feet barely touching the ground. His Spider-Sense had been buzzing the entire time, but it wasn’t like he could do much about it. The moment he’d stepped out of the library while Aunt May was finishing up her work at the library, some creepy clown goons had grabbed him off the street.

And because he had Parker Luck, of course it was The Joker who’d taken him.

He stared at the clown in front of him, barely listening as the guy rambled about how much fun they were going to have. There were playing cards scattered around, knives on the table, and a group of henchmen standing awkwardly in the corner—probably because they knew this was a very bad idea.

Peter, on the other hand, wasn’t scared.

He was annoyed.

Because, honestly?

Joker had no idea what was coming.

Peter sighed dramatically. “Look, I’m gonna be real with you, Mr. Joker sir, you should let me go. Like, right now.”

Joker cackled, stepping closer. “Oh, really? And why would I do that, kiddo?”

Peter tilted his head. “Because my aunt’s coming.”

Joker blinked. “Your aunt?” He threw his head back in laughter, slapping his knee. “That’s adorable! What, she gonna bake me cookies?”

One of the goons near the door shifted uncomfortably. Peter didn’t miss it. See? At least one of these guys has survival instincts.

Peter sighed again, shaking his head. “Look, man. I tried to warn you. You don’t mess with Aunt May.”

Joker leaned in close, grinning wide. “Oh, but I love a good family reunion. Maybe I should keep you around, huh? Make her beg for her precious little boy back?”

A loud CRASH echoed through the warehouse.

Peter smiled.

“Ohhh, buddy,” he muttered, almost feeling bad for him. “It’s too late now.”

The door to the warehouse slammed open, nearly flying off its hinges. A metal baseball bat clattered to the floor, and standing in the doorway—breathing heavily, eyes burning with rage—was Aunt May.

But not just any Aunt May.

This was Angry Mom Mode Aunt May. The one who made Tony Stark apologize for keeping Peter out late. The one who, despite being de-aged, still had all the unfiltered rage of a mother bear protecting her cub.

Joker took a step back. “And who the hell are y—”

CRACK.

The baseball bat slammed into his ribs, sending him crumpling to the ground with a wheezing laugh.

The goons—who had been watching this all unfold—went completely still.

Peter just shook his head, watching as May grabbed Joker by the collar and decked him across the face.

He sighed again. “I told you.”

Joker groaned, trying to crawl away. May kicked him in the stomach, sending him rolling over.

One of the goons cleared his throat. “Uh… do we… do we help or…?”

The others immediately shook their heads.

“Hell no.”

“Dude, she’s not even hesitating.”

“She’s using a bat on the Joker, bro. Do you want to die?”

Meanwhile, May grabbed the bat again and swung, knocking Joker flat on his back. She was fuming. “YOU THINK YOU CAN JUST TAKE MY NEPHEW?!” CRACK. “YOU THINK I WON’T FIND YOU?!” CRACK. “I HAVE BEEN THROUGH TOO MUCH BULLSHIT TO DEAL WITH THIS RIGHT NOW, YOU PSYCHOTIC CLOWN!” CRACK.

Peter just sat there, still tied to the chair, waiting for her to finish.

Finally, May dropped the bat, took a deep breath, and turned to him. “Sweetheart, you okay?”

“Yeah,” Peter said, nodding toward Joker, who was groaning in pain. “I did try to warn him.”

May huffed, stepping over Joker’s unconscious body. “I know you did, honey.” She untied him and picked him up, settling him on her hip like he was a toddler. That’s when she saw the rope burn on his wrist.

Joker whimpered.

Before they left, May turned back and kicked him right between the legs.

Peter winced. “Oof. That one was for the rope burns, wasn’t it?”

May didn’t answer—just adjusted her grip on Peter and walked out like she hadn’t just traumatized half of Gotham’s criminal underworld.

Peter rested his head on her shoulder. “Can we get ice cream on the way home?”

May sighed. “Yeah, sweetheart. We’ll get ice cream.”

And with that, they left the warehouse, leaving behind a battered Joker and a room full of traumatized goons who would never mess with a mom on a mission again.

[chickenoodle145]

Day 13: Stone

"I was brave long before I was Captain America, and Tony Stark was a hero long before he was Iron Man."

Sreenshot redraw of one of my favourite Avengers Assemble episodes: The Age of Tony Stark (S2;EP7)

A little context for the people who haven't watched it: The Time Stone gets stuck in Tony's arc reactor, causing him to de-age throughout the episode

I cannot express how much I love and adore this episode, just shows how deep their bond actually goes and I love how it gives a better understanding of how Tony felt when he was younger and Cap getting to hear it and comfort him when he's vulnerable, something that (adult) Tony doesn't often do

While I did want to originally draw the different Infinty stones, I just really REALLY wanted to draw this scene, so here you go🫡

[meidui]

nothing has what avengers assemble has

"you lead, i'll follow" "keep leading like that and we might actually stick together" "do what you do best, cap, save the day" "WE ARE NOT FIGHTING EACH OTHER" "stay with me stark" "i was brave long before i was captain america and tony was a hero long before he was iron man" "there are a few old fashioned things worth keeping around" "fall backwards i'll catch you" "you are your father's greatest invention" *steve picks up tony and spins him around* *steve takes care of de-aged tony* *tony risks his life to save steve* *tony risks his life to save steve* *tony risks his life to save stev-

[tales-of-the-ghost-zone]

DP x MCU crossover

Sometime after Howard and Maria Stark’s death, Hydra decides to try and make a clone of Tony Stark, that’s infused with Super Soldier serum. They were hoping to get a super smart super soldier that they could control.

And thus Danny was born.

At some point when he’s like 2 or 3 one of the Hydra agents whose been his handler since he was born grows a conscious after witnessing the most recent experiment the other scientists in the lab put Danny through. They take Danny and run away from the lab. They don’t get away clean tho, they had to fight their way out of the lab and they were injured in the process. They wind up in Amity Park with baby Danny and come across the Fenton Parents. They hand Danny over to them and tell them to protect and look after the kid. And then they die.

The Fenton parents adopt Danny and raise him as their own. Danny grows up not knowing he’s adopted or that he’s a clone and a super soldier. The ghost portal accident happens when he’s 14 like cannon. The reason he survived and only half died is because of the super soldier serum in his blood.

Eventually, after the whole events of the Danny Phantom series has passed (minus Phantom Planet because fuck that horrible ending to the series). Danny, after defeating Pariah Dark, is now the king of the ghost zone. He still doesn’t realize he’s a clone of Tony Stark. Despite the fact that he looks exactly like a 17 year old version of the man!!!

And then New York happens. A portal opens up in the skies above New York, and aliens come pouring out of it! You bet your ass Danny hightailed it over to New York to help out the group of heroes that were trying to stop the aliens. He’s super hyped to fight aliens!!! He’s just having a blast zooming through the skies of New York, around skyscrapers, throwing punches and ecto-blasts at aliens, helping out the other heroes.

Meanwhile every time he helps one of the Avengers they all double take when they finally get a look at his face. Cause like yes this floating glowing child has glowing green eyes and Snow White hair, but the rest of his face looks like a very young Tony Stark. After each encounter with the boy the different Avengers call Tony over the coms to ask his status and to reassure themselves that Tony hadn’t been de-aged and given super powers mid battle.

Tony is the last one of them that meets Danny. He’s super annoyed at the fact everyone keeps calling him over the coms to ask his status. Like yeah he’s not a super soldier and doesn’t have powers, but neither does Romanoff or Barton!!! And unlike them he has his own super suit to protect him. So why is everyone calling in to check on him?!!!

And then finally Danny comes zooming around a building chasing after Loki’s chariot, shouting sarcastic quips at the god, while firing green blasts from his fists. And Tony just kind of blue screens for a minute. Jarvis has to take over piloting the suit for a minute while Tony reboots. He’s def got the surprised Pikachu face going on. Finally he reboots but Danny’s already flown off to deal with something else.

The battle comes to an end, the portal closes, the world is safe, and all the Avengers all head towards Stark tower. Danny sees them and where they’re headed and decides to meet them there. He’s been the only super hero around for a while and he wants to actually properly interact with these new hero’s!

Imagine his shock when he actually finally comes face to face with Tony Stark and finally realizes how much he looks like the man. He starts panicking thinking his mom had an affair with the man 17 years ago and just passed him off as Jack Fenton’s son.

Absolute chaos ensues as assumptions are made. DNA tests happen. They realize that no he is not Tony’s kid, he’s Tony’s clone. More assumptions are made. No body is having a good time.

[sassykitkat22]

Ok so here me out

Now, as you probably guessed im a fan of the danny gets adopted trope and dp x dc crossovers

We've seen de-aged danny adopted by various members of the batfam, super man, and even black canary

So id like to open i new possibility that could even possibly work without the crossover (though it would be a lot less exciting)

I like to propose mr lancer as a possible adopter candidate

In various stores and Headcanons with jack and Maddie salt he has been brought up as someone who would call child protective services only for nothing to happen

So with a newly de-aged and hurt danny clockwork decided to try and find a worthy candidate to take care of his favorite halfa and finds one mr lancer who is moving to a city of your choice because he was offered a job a principal

He give him a visit in him ( and his spouse if he has one) new home and explains the situation and now we have the newest adoptee (adopter?) Trying to juggle having a ghosty son and his new job

And new habits for young danny to pick up

(Now i dont know much about mr lancer outside of what I've read because its been a long while since I've watched this show but i do know he doesn't curse and i think it would be funny for danny to pick up his habit of cursing without cursing but making it space themed)

(Im talking astronauts, planets, stars and constellations)

Can you imagine a little danny stubbing his toe and going "sweet neil Armstrong that hurts" or "oh stars" or anything space related? Or if he's mad at someone and some space names just slipping out and lancer jsut being like "danny!" While the offensive party is just confused and mildly insulted

And depending if its a crossover he is also going to be trying to contact or dodge concerned superheroes

Who knows maybe mr lancer will become a misunderstood Vigilante hunting down the giw so his son would be safe and got on the justice leagues radar

Or maybe the x-man pay his home a visit after one of the students see his son use his power

Or his son being a having the classic trope of protector spirit gets noticed by sheild

And last but not least danny being a smart space cookie entering a science competition for stark enterprises and not only blowing the competition away but also giving off some strange energy readings and having tony take an interest

(I like this one because we could have big brother peter parker 😌)

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