#injured tony

[starker-sorbet]

⚘ Gorse ⚘ - symbolizes fertility, protection and hope

Angry Peter protecting his unconscious husbands body after being hit by an enemy during battle

[pepperonyfic]

If I Believe You

Author: tonystarktrash Rating: Mature  Word Count: Above 10K Genre(s): Drama, Angst, Hurt/Comfort Film-specific: Post-Endgame Tropes: endgame fix it, future fic, morgan stark, thoughtful!pepper, supportive!pepper, domesticity, injured Tony, depression

Summary: “Oh, God,” he says, his voice almost unintelligible — it sounds like gears grating together, and his right hand presses hard against his throat. His panic over the state of his right eye is dwarfed by the panic that rises in him at the feeling of metal against his throat — metal, instead of the callused skin of his palm. The vitals monitor starts to chime shrilly, his heart rate climbing, as Tony attempts to burrow the fingers of his left hand underneath the panels of the suit gauntlet covering his right arm. Blood streams down the gauntlet as he frantically attempts to wrench his right arm free, the skin and delicate muscles of his fingers shredded by the metal panels. Tony is so intent on removing the gauntlet, sweat beading on his forehead, his teeth gritted together, the whites of his eyes flashing as his eyes roll madly — that he doesn’t feel the pinch of the needle as it is inserted into the base of his neck, the plunger of the syringe is depressed, and Tony falls limply back against the bed.

against all odds, tony stark survives using the infinity stones — but, god, he wishes he hadn't.

writing prompt challenge 31: little touches

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[marvel-lous-guy]

Tony: what the hell were you thinking!?

Peter: Obviously I was thinking I would get away with it and wouldn't have to explain myself!

[tchouamenii]

toni kroos almost injuring himself while trying to catch a rat what

[yes-i-am-happyaspie]

Ok ok, but the prompt “if you die, I die! Don’t you get that?!” with Peter yelling it at Tony 😂😂

Fine. Fine. Yes. Let's reverse it. Another mini!

874 words, a little more angsty with a hurt Tony Stark and a very passionate Peter Parker. Enjoy!! :D [Click here for a reversed use of this prompt]

If You Die... Part. 2.

As Tony came back to awareness the first thing he noticed was the incessant beeping of a heart monitor. It was one tone after another, in two second intervals. Beep… Beep… Beep... He tried to turn away from it, but he couldn’t get his body to cooperate. He was exhausted in a way he’d never felt before. His limbs felt like lead and his eyes refused to open. 

For a few minutes, he simply laid there mildly aware of his surroundings but lacking the energy to interact with them. Beep… Beep… Beep… The sound was starting to get on his nerves. He wished it would stop. He tried to clench his fist but managed nothing more than a small twitch of his finger. His forehead creased slightly in concentration. Another two fingers moved, flexing upward and dropping back down to the sheets. That seemed to get the attention of whomever was in the room. His hand was suddenly engulfed by a firm warm grasp.

“-ister Stark?” Tony used all his strength to turn towards the voice. His head moved marginally but he managed to crack an eye open. “Mr. Stark?” As his vision focused he was able to see Peter hovering above him.

He parted his dry lips and pressed his sandpaper tongue against the roof of his mouth. “Kid?” he rasped. It came out in barely a whisper. But he was certain Peter heard it. His kid’s hand tightened around his own and tears started to break free from his eyes.

“Mr. Stark!” Peter leaned forward until his head was resting heavily on his chest. Hot tears were soaking into his shirt and wanted nothing more than to comfort his kid. He felt more alert with his eyes open and his strength was slowly returning. He pulled his heavy hand out of Peter’s grasp and repositioned it so he could wrap his fingers around his kid’s wrists.

“I’m right here, Buddy,” he murmured, while fighting his other arm off of the mattress. Eventually, he managed and was able to get his hand to the back of his kid’s head. “I’m right here.”

“You almost weren’t!” Peter stood up, sniffed and ran his free hand over his cheeks. “You almost- You almost died, Mr. Stark!”

A painful lump formed in his throat. He looked at the bleached-white sheets and tried to swallow past it. “But I didn’t.”

“But you could have!” Peter shouted. Fresh tears started to flow. That time, he didn’t try to stop them. “The doctors said- they said you might not- We almost lost you!”

Tony licked his dry lips and coughed. Seconds later, a nurse walked into the room, raised his bed and offered him some water. Once he’d had a few sips, she started tugging at the various tubes and wires. She shined a light in his eyes and started asking questions. He answered them with an absentminded nod or shake of his head. His gaze had yet to leave Peter. Even from across the room he could see his kid’s puffy eyes and tear streaks cheeks,

The nurse finished with him and started talking to Peter. He couldn’t hear what she was saying but he could see his kid nod his head. Then, the nurse was gone and Peter returned to his bedside still sniffling. 

“You can’t do this again,” Peter said, his voice eerily calm. He gathered a shuddering breath and pressed his lips into a tight thin line.  “I can’t- you were in a coma for three days! You can’t-”

All of a sudden Peter’s anger and upset finally made sense. Tony’s eyes momentarily winded in response. Six days was a long time to wait for someone to wake up. “I’m sorry, Bud. I never-”

“You can’t die!” Peter shouted loudly enough to make Tony flinch. “If you die, I die! Don’t you get that?” His fists balled up by his sides as his face crumpled in anguish. “You- you’re the only one I have left!”

Not quite understanding, Tony pulled his brows together. “You have May, your friends and-”

“They aren’t you! I need you, Mr. Stark!” Peter’s voice cracked on the last syllable. He ran his hands down his face and crossed arms defensively over his chest.  “I’ve already lost my mom and dad! Then I lost Uncle Ben too! I need you!”

tony felt his heart shatter into a million pieces. “Pete. Honey-”

“Stop it! Stop- Don’t patronize me!” The anger didn’t last long. Within seconds Peter was back to leaning over the bed, one arm wrapped around Tony's stomach. “Just- next time let someone else make the sacrifice play! Because, selfish or not- I need you here!”

His kid was crying again and Tony could feel his own eyes starting to water. “Oh, kid. That’s not- that’s not selfish, Buddy. That’s-” 

Peter squeezed him tightly enough that it was starting to hurt. He didn’t complain. He simply held on with equal ferocity, 

When Peter let go, it was so he could look Tony in the eyes. “I love you,” he whispered.

Tony smiled and placed his hands on either side of his kid’s damp cheeks. “I- I love you too, Pete. So much. And I promise I’m not going anywhere.”

[whumpypepsigal]

Whumptober 2023 | No. 27

Scars

Willow s01e04: “I’m not supposed to talk about it.”

@whumptober @whumptober-archive

[idk-bruh-20]

Irondad fic ideas #125

AU where Thanos never happened and the Rogues eventually return. They've been pardoned and they're supposed to get the team back together, but there's still tension. A lot has changed.

Tony has told them repeatedly to never call in Spider-Man for backup. Steve doesn't understand or approve. He assumes Tony is just holding a grudge, trying to keep this new, obviously powerful recruit on his own side. 

One day, Tony is caught up in SI business somewhere when a mission comes up, and they need extra hands. Steve decides to call in Spider-Man.

At first the mission goes smoothly, but then of course things take a turn. All hell breaks loose.

Tony taps into comms not long after to tell them he's on his way. He's left his meeting and is flying as fast as he can, though he's still a long way out. Somehow, Tony figures out that Peter is there. (Maybe he overhears Peter quipping, maybe Steve casually references Spider-Man.)

One way or another, he figures it out. He goes deadly quiet, then switches to a private comm with just Steve.

Tony is betrayed, aggravated, terrified and trying to bury it (and not doing a very good job), and honestly kind of bitter and insulted that Steve can't hear his obvious fear. Steve is annoyed at Tony's childish stubbornness, assumes the man is just mad at things not going his way. Still in the midst of battle, he dismisses Tony's concerns.

Then, Spider-Man gets hurt. Bad. Tony had already been frantically trying to get there faster when he heard the kid was there, but he still doesn't arrive in time.

At some point -- maybe there on the battlefield, maybe later in med bay when Steve arrives to chew Tony out for leaving with Spider-Man instead of staying to help -- at some point it becomes abundantly clear that Peter is Tony's son.

(Bio, adopted, emotional, doesn't matter)

It becomes clear that Tony wasn't making Spider-Man off-limits for selfish reasons. Steve, blinded by his own view of Tony, was unbelievably wrong. 

It turns out, he had just been trying to keep his son safe.

Bonus:

If the reveal does happen later in med bay, there could even be a moment after the battle where Steve, fuming about Tony's lack of help and general inability to be a team player, is intercepted by Rhodey.

Maybe Rhodey arrived just after Tony (flying from the same meeting, but Tony freaked out and raced ahead) and then stuck around to help finish the fight. His reaction to Steve's unempathetic and baseless reading of his best friend is stone cold.

Bonus 2:

Steve fails to notice or understand Rhodey's meaning. Then he gets to med bay and is faced with the image of Tony holding a sleeping Peter on the hospital bed, glaring right across the room at him.

Both of them completely aware of what Steve had assumed, all these years, about the kind of person Tony was

[pumpkinmetaphor]

ty ty to everyone who has commented on my fic in the last few days I love and cherish all of you. I banjaxed my hand ignoring my injury to finish writing the last chapter and am currently paying for it but will reply to everyone individually when it heals, hopefully soon :heart:

[reginaphalange2403]

The hiding an injury trope always hits the fucking mark for me. Like character A trying to not make it noticeable all day cause they don’t wanna be a bother or they want to appear tough, and then B finding it and being pissedTM at first but then soft and comforting about it PLSSS that’s the sweet spot😣💓

Somebody write one for me🧍‍♀️

[youremysputnik]

TULSA ‘67 GREASE GOT A HOLD AND THE RUMBLE??? tony awards performance of all time

[starker-sorbet]

Tony was just using the excuse of helping his husband on patrol in order to spend more time with him and they flew and swung through the air together. He wasn't expecting anything big to happen or that Peter really needed his help. But never the less he followed anyway when FRIDAY and KAREN alerted the two men to a disturbance nearby. It seemed to just be a simple warehouse robbery nothing major when all of a sudden someone pulled out a Chitari weapon and Tony was falling out of the sky with his arc reactor darkening. And now Peter's carrying Tony while racing through the city streets. Hoping that his husband will be able to survive long enough to make it to the tower and a new reactor.

Tony Stark This or That 2024: Arc Reactor Whump for @thisorthatevents

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[milesworld96]

I think TK needs to get checked bc idk why he thinking everyone wants Callis on tv, when in reality I WANT THEM‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️

[whysamwhy123]

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[finndoesntwantthis]

Tonight for the return of Daily’s Place they should let Britt get in the ring and make someone bleed 😇

[yes-i-am-happyaspie]

Every once in a while I get a wild hair to go into one of my old fics and fix all the typos and correct the horrendous mechanics. :)

Stay With Me by happyaspie

Published October 2019 - Part 5 of The Junk Drawer of Spidey Fics

No Archive Warnings Apply || Rated Teen || Word Count: 17,896 || Irondad, injured Tony Stark, Whump, Hurt Comfort

Summary: Tony is injured on a mission and Peter is left trying to cope. Luckily he has His Aunt, Happy, and Pepper there to support him along the way because, at the moment, everything feels unbearable. All he can do is try and trust it when the other adults in his life assure him that Tony will recover.

[Excerpt Below the Cut]

It was Friday afternoon and Peter was sitting at his desk dutifully scratching out the notes his teacher had projected onto the board in front of him. As he did so, his foot was eagerly tapping under his desk. There were only a few hours left in the school day and as soon as it was over he would be swinging himself towards the Avengers Tower to see Tony. 

The man had been gone on a mission for days. When it had first come up it had caused a great deal of tension between the two of them because Tony had been adamant that Peter not come along. It was going to be a long, rough mission and Peter had school. Final exams were coming up soon and the man wanted him to be there to review the material with his class. "I don't care that you think you already know it all! School comes first, kid. You're not coming. Period," Tony had shouted as Peter tried to hold his ground. He was supposed to be an Avenger in training but after having been left out of the last several assignments because of school he was starting to feel less and less like a part of the team and more like some sort of a mascot. Yet no matter how much he pleaded, Tony wouldn't relent. ‘Kid. There will be other missions and as soon as the right one comes up, I'll let you know. This isn't it. It's too risky. Just, just go to school and I'll see you on Friday. I promise to tell you all about it, yeah? ’ All Peter had been able to do was nod his head because he knew he'd already lost that fight. So, rather than continuing to shout, he hugged his mentor good-bye and told him he would be there the second school let out for the weekend.

So that's where he was now, anxiously waiting for the bell to ring so that he could dart out of the building and swing to Tony who would no doubt be waiting for him with a large pizza or maybe some kind of sandwich. All he knew was that there would be something there for him to snack out as Tony regaled him with every exciting detail of everything that had taken place while he'd been away. Just as his mind was starting to drift away from the extensive notes he was meant to be taking he was jolted out of his thoughts by a voice booming over the intercom. "I need Peter Parker to report to the front office please and have him bring his things with him," the tinny voice called out causing all heads to turn towards him.

The teacher waved his hand towards Peter to indicate that he didn't feel the need to repeat the message that they'd all clearly heard and went back to droning on and on about the American Revolution. His mind felt tangled with worry and confusion as he began to rapidly cram all of his items into his bag. He couldn't think of one reason why the office would be calling him, let alone why they would feel he needed to bring all of his things with him. Tony would never pick him up from school early and he didn't know of any appointments that May would be coming to collect him for, leaving him with no other rational ideas.

On his way down the hall, he'd managed to convince himself it was nothing to worry himself over but upon walking into the office Peter's heart dropped down into his stomach. May was standing there and that wouldn't have been so troubling had Happy not been standing a half step behind her. He locked eyes with them immediately and while May tried to offer him a cautious smile, Happy's features remained decidedly pained. Suddenly every casual thought about forgotten appointments or unexpected paperwork flew out of his head and were replaced by mild panic. "Wh-what's going on? What are you doing here?" he asked carefully.

Happy swallowed and turned his head, while May reached out a hand towards him. "Let's not do this here, Sweetie. Come on, the principal said we could use his office," she replied in her most gentle voice. The voice she only used when the news was going to be devastating and all at once dread filled his chest cavity like ice water.

By the time Happy was closing the office door behind them, Peter had been able to once again find his words. "It's about Tony. Isn't it," he whispered, having already inferred what was going on. It was the only reason that both Happy and May would be there. The only reason why they would look so-scared to talk to him and when they both nodded in the affirmative his mind went to places he'd never imagined they would go. The idea that Tony could die on a mission had never crossed his mind until that moment. "Is, is he-?" he breathed out, unable to get any further. His tongue had gone numb and his head was starting to swim.

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[matt-w-blogging]

Just realized that Copacabana (the song by Barry Manilow) never says Tony's dead.

It says,

There was blood and a single gunshot,

But just who shot who?

&

She lost her love

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She lost her youth and she lost her Tony

But it never says that it's Rico who shot Tony.

What if she "lost her love" because Tony's in prison for life for second-degree murder?