#irondad mini-fic

[yes-i-am-happyaspie]

I have some fun Spideychelle AU-style art to post next week AND an Irondad mini-fic coming up! PLUS- I'm *almost* done with the next installment of my Fostering Hope Series.

I've been productive!

[nixchr]

not my tabs just up and leaving, this better be a joke 😀-

[yes-i-am-happyaspie]

Thank you so much to whomever it was that nominated some of my fanfiction! ! ❤️❤️❤️🥰

And The Fic Nominees are...

Nominations are now closed and the fic nominees are listed below. If you don’t see your nomination it’s because they wereineligible as a previous winner or the story was updated last before January 1st 2021 or they chose to have their works excluded. 

Voting will being Saturday 4th with the link posted here on Tumblr. You can vote for your top 5 stories this year in the first round of voting. In the second and final round - Top 10 - you will only be able to vote for one.

The fabulous @asyouleft​ has compiled this list of all nominess with links this year for your ease of access.

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[shrinkthisviolet]

It's Love Letters Night! Send love and positivity to your favorite writers and bloggers!

This got really long so I’m sticking it under a cut 😅:

@negative-speedforce you are absolutely amazing. I love your posts and fics, I love Siv, and I love how much you love Nora (your fic about both versions of Nora sharing a name and the ✨insecurity✨ that would cause lives in my head RENT-FREE) and!! You’re an Iris and Reva defender just like me!! 🥰

@vexic929 you’re so amazing and fun to talk to! You have such wacky off-the-wall ideas and you make them work so well and I love you for it 💞 Malcolm, Berrie, and Beth in particular are so dear to me, and so are their fics!

@goldheartedchaoticdisaster you’re so fun to talk to, especially the OUAT stuff lately 🥰 I also always appreciate seeing your comments on my fics, they’re always long and wonderful and you’re just a delight. I can’t wait to see how you write Rowan, I love Nicky and Stephanie, I love your characterization of Mike Barnes and his family (canon to me!! Everyone read “bad boy (no more)”, it’s so good), and your CK Mini-Rewrites? *chefs kiss* you should’ve written the show

@angst-is-love-angst-is-life you pulled me into my current whump fixation headfirst 😂 I love reading through the whump prompts on your sideblog (@whump-is-love-whump-is-life, for anyone who wants to check it out), and I love talking to you 🥰 you also make me cry with how much you hurt Barry in Trophy and 12 hours, but I respect the whumpy endeavors

@fezwearingjellybananas you’re such a delight 🥰 you pulled me into Snowest with “Milk and Sugar”, your fics are so fun to read (and often a niche/novel premise), and I love seeing your sweet comments on my fics! I also so love the cycle of inspiration we’re in 😂 (for context, they got inspired by my Morgan AU to write Speedster Siblings, which (along with Gone in a Flash) then inspired me to write my Daddy Issues AU)

@starstruckpurpledragon (aka @kitkatt0430), you are wonderful and amazing and you’ve written so many amazing fics and meta for this fandom!! You have great takes, super interesting ideas…and you’re so wonderful to talk to. You also (along with @alittleflashvibe) pulled me into Saverb with “You Must Live (For Me)” 😂 much appreciated for that

@alittleflashvibe you are a delight and incredible and your Barrisco takes are such a highlight of this webbed site 💞 you always get me to see something new in their scenes, it’s terrific. You also pulled me into shipping Barrisco in general 😂 (you and @starstruckpurpledragon, as I mentioned above)

@frosty-the-killer-doll hiii I know we don’t talk a lot but I just wanted you to know you’re incredible and I love your takes on Caitlin and Frost—you’ve gotten me to see them both in new ways (that web weaving post about how Frost’s instinct to protect was corrupted by vengeance?? That was inspired, and it’s only one of your many great takes about her and Caitlin!). I also love love LOVE the Jesse fic you wrote, it’s like you read my mind fr 💞 love having you as my mutual

@icedteaandoldlace you’re so wonderful too! I’ve loved following along with your comments as you read my Morgan AU…and you’ve given me such a wonderful appreciation for Kamilla and Kamisco. Your Kamilla & Caitlin friendship fic is so sweet and I love it to pieces

@blackaquokat where to even begin 😅 we’ve been mutuals for like…what, years now? I don’t even remember how it started, but I DO remember your WKM fics and how incredible they are 🥰 your OC for the DA is absolutely how I view them, and your fics are so canon to me, you deserve all the love for crafting such a meticulous world from the pieces Mark gave us.

@seek--rest your fics are OUT OF THIS WORLD and so are your takes!! You’re one of my favorite Spidey fic authors (and that’s a very short list 😂), you’ve gotten me to see him and MJ in such incredible new ways (Irondad but make it MJ!! Ingenious!!), and you have great takes overall (your post-Blip meta my beloved!!), here and in the discord. You also wrote the May & Sally fic of my DREAMS!! Some people might call you an “absolute displeasure to know”, but I couldn’t disagree more, you’re wonderful 💞

@abcd-em on the note of “Irondad but make it MJ”, Vagary lives in my head rent-free 💞 you’ve written PeterMJ in so many wonderful ways, but that in particular really sticks with me. And you’re such a sweet person in general

@hollow-dweller speaking of great takes…hollow you’re practically oozing with them, here and on the discord. I always come away learning something, and you just have so many amazing thoughts?? Also I keep thinking about the Peter & Jessica fic you wrote like…oh my god?? Inspired?? I must applaud you 👏👏

@robbyykeene your CK takes are so incredible, you’re the first account I go to for them, I love reading your posts. You’re so right 💞

@leohttbriar i adore your fics! Your Samtory ones live in my head rent-free, and so does “for what do we live (but to make sport for our neighbours)” like!! You Get It!! You Get Penelope and Charlotte!!

@jenpsaki I can hardly talk about Samtory and not mention you, when you’re the one who pulled me into this ship with “different but same” 🥰 and thank you so very much for that

@arrthurpendragon you are a key pillar of the OC community and so wonderful 🥹 thank you for hosting that exchange event back in July of last year, it pulled me into the OC community and I’m so grateful for it

@lady-of-the-spirit you’re delightful to talk to, you have great takes for pretty much everything (ESPECIALLY Star Wars), I love Hestia, and I’ve never seen HOTD but I love how passionate you are about Alicent 💞

@basimibnishaqs speaking of having great takes about Star Wars…🥰 Rey & Luke being father and daughter especially, I LOVE your posts on the subject. And this fic you wrote about them!! An AU ofc but so very sweet to me 💞

@practically-an-x-man you and I are fairly new to being mutuals but I love having you as one 💞 still chugging through the Ophelia fic, but I love it so far! And ofc as I mentioned before, you write AMAZING whump (as shown in this incredible fic!)

@azaablue your ATLA fics are out of this world, but “beautiful boy” and “Push and Pull” in particular always sticks with me 💞 all the kudos in the world, you Get It, and you’re so wonderful. A gem in the ATLA fandom

@calliopieces your Maiko fics are a GEM in The ATLA fandom, especially “crowning glory” 💞 you just Get Mai and her family situation, and especially Fire Nation girlhood, and I love this fic so much for it

[ao3feed-irondadspiderson]

Not Sick Just Miserable

https://archiveofourown.org/works/61834984 by VivienneBlue Peter is NOT sick. He's just miserable. He has too much homework to be sick. He also has a ridiculous amount of denial. Words: 1027, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Series: Part 12 of Irondad Mini-Prompt Sunday Drabbles and Fics Fandoms: Iron Man (Movies), Spider-Man (Tom Holland Movies), Marvel Cinematic Universe Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: Gen Characters: Peter Parker, Aunt May Parker (Marvel), Tony Stark Relationships: Peter Parker & Tony Stark Additional Tags: Tony Stark Acting as Peter Parker's Parental Figure, Peter Parker is a Mess, Peter Parker is Trying His Best, Tony Stark is So Done read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/61834984

[littlelovelyspiderling]

HOLY GOD it took longer than I would like to finish reading the new chapter BUT HOLY GOD

It was so good that I don't know where to start, I LOVE BEN'S CHARACTER, he has little dialogue but he really stands out and makes me laugh a lot.

The interaction between Reed and Peter was magnificent, my fan side identified too much with Peter's emotion

And Susan? Susan is so real in her way of being that I can't find the courage to be upset with her, she is simply so human that I adore her. Your characterization of her is one of the best I have seen in a long time.

And the AAAAH IRONDAD MOMENTS had me sobbing loudly those two

And I'd rather not talk about Johnny and Peter because I couldn't shut up, they're so adorable and cute

I love your fic! It's so special to me at this point that I'm deeply grateful that you decided to write it 🩷

YAAAAAY LONG RANTS ABOUT MY STUFF

i looooove when people notice & appreciate details about the side characters in my stories cuz i try my best to make everyone have depth and unique personalities and their own mini character arcs happening alongside those of the main characters. it doesn’t always work out to be flawless due to the chaotic way i write this story but i try my best & it’s fun 🤗

Reed is such a perceptive, gentle soul & tony loves peter SOOO much and sue just wants to protect her brother and ben matches johnny’s mean by playful affection and they’re all so fun to write 😭

THANK YOU FOR THIS RANT SESH I APPRECIATE YOU

[ao3feed-drstrange]

Of Lonely Spiders and Time Machines

by Beckita (VivienneBlue) It's been three weeks since the spell was cast, causing the multiverse to forget Peter. He's already done with no one remembering him, and the time travel device at the Sanctum is proving hard to resist. Words: 1627, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Series: Part 10 of Irondad Mini-Prompt Sunday Drabbles and Fics, Part 10 of In Which Tony Stark Lives Fandoms: Spider-Man (Tom Holland Movies), Marvel Cinematic Universe, Iron Man (Movies) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: Gen Characters: Peter Parker, Stephen Strange, Sam Wilson (Marvel), James "Bucky" Barnes, Tony Stark Relationships: Peter Parker & Stephen Strange, Peter Parker & Tony Stark, Avengers Team Members & Peter Parker Additional Tags: Peter Parker is a Mess, Peter Parker is Not Okay, Protective Stephen Strange, Tony Stark Acting as Peter Parker's Parental Figure, Fix-It for Movie: Spider-Man: No Way Home (2021), Tony Stark Lives, Dead Aunt May Parker (Marvel) via https://ift.tt/KkcOMDL

[jadenoryuu]

Ooooooh, Shout, your mind!!! ヽ(｡◕o◕｡)ﾉ

While I know most of these DC guys from PandaRed and reading it now to get the reference (Deathstroke and Klarion respectively), this seems interesting! 👀👀

(It's getting long under here, so a Read More is in order.)

Tony would really be so much annoyed: no tech could always be workshopped (I mean he managed to build a whole Mini Arc Reactor in a cave!), but decent music?? Magic (the thing that messed up Peter's life, both on Titan and with Dr. Strage)????? NO THANKS!

Although, I read once in a fic that Dr. Fate could make Deadman visible? So maybe Tony could discover this tidbit and stick around enough to get the spell done on him or get an amulet to turn it on/off at will, in exchange for fixing something for the Doctor... And while he does so, he hears that something is up with Klarion (because sometimes the Justice League Dark exchanges info among the members)? Maybe there's also something familiar that makes him immediately think: "That's Peter!!!" (while it's in fact Danny, but they're so painfully similar in shenanigans that they may as well be twins for things like this). And so after getting directions, he goes to check his son boy and finds Danny... And he goes "May as well adopt him too, after Harley, Peter and Morgan, what's one more kid?"

And the rest would be like you said, Danny and Tony get the CW's note that has written a time and meeting place (luckily written in Ghost Speak, because CW is a little shit that likes to make things interesting, but also needs things to be done, after all, so they make Klarion incapable of read the message).

Peter knows everything (not who's Danny exactly, but he knows that he has a partner somewhere else), but Deathstroke is, well, Deathstroke, so being half-rescued by Dick seems like something incredibly plausible. (≧∇≦)

And so, while Peter is "hanging out" with Nightwing in a safehouse to recover from the ordeal (and interrogate each other), the doorbell rings!

(Danny's not an animal, he does ring bells if CW says to go to a place! (≧∇≦))

Enter fussy IronDad, resigned-son-Danny, bewildered Dick and Peter.

I can see with my entire soul how Danny and Peter exchange a look and go "Clockwork?" "Clockwork." nodding to each other, while the other two are: ?(°Д°≡°Д°)?

After the Explanation™, prompted by yet another glowing green post-it (Tony totally laughs at Danny's done-face), and getting the seal of approval from Wonder Woman/Captain Marvel (because Chronos is one of CW incarnation or something), NIghtwing brings them to either the Batcave or the Watchtower to have a meeting, or something...

No, Batcave it is, because I need viscerally to see Tony bonding with Alfred and the kids and get deemed a better father than Bruce (statement said with various degrees of seriousness/mischief, depending on the kid and their will to mess with Bruce). (Plus, after losing Peter and getting Morgan, Tony has become a great father. I won't hear argument on this!)

Okay, I've got nothing more about this (for now)... (^～^;)ゞ(^～^;)ゞ

DP x DC x Marvel

This is an idea I had yesterday, but I didn't want it to be swept away from the Dannypocalypse, so let's gooooo!

The Lazarus Pits are just more than just leaked ectoplasm into the material world, they're unstable rifts that could potentially tear apart the whole Infinite Realms! (The Fenton Portal doesn't count because technology keeps it stable.)

While one or two could be somehow manageable, the League of Assassins found a way to recreate them and the new model was definitely more unstable than the old ones...

SO this clearly needed an intervention.

Luckily, Clockwork has two apprentices heroes that own them some favors...

This is how Danny Fenton/Phantom, Peter Parker/Spider-man and the ghost of one (1) Tony Stark (as an emotional support ghost) found themselves being loaned to the DC Universe to close every single one of these Pits.

(Danny became CW's unofficial apprentice after they helped him with TUE.)

(@stealingyourbones @ashoutinthedarkness @the-sprog if y'all are interested... >:3c)

(Spoilers from Spider-man: No Way Home under the cut.)

(Peter is the one from the MCU after No Way Home, but he gets his happy ending thanks to CW who fixed Strange's Spell and so MJ and Ned still remember him... in exchange for a future favor, AKA being transferred to the DCU to fix things.)

[hailing-stars]

tony stark: pta parent extraordinaire - series

jan’s a living nightmare 

Peter dropped his overnight bag on the floor to announce his arrival, but none of the Starks gave him any attention. Pepper focused on her work, Morgan on her coloring, and more strangely, Tony on the pair of knitting needles in his hands.

“Um,” said Peter. “What’s going on? Why does it look like a craft sweatshop in here?”

“Daddy’s practicing his knitting,” answered Morgan. She kept her eyes on her picture, but at least she had the decency to answer him.

“I’m not practicing,” said Tony, his hands working the knitting needles quickly and effectively. Peter had to admit the stitches looked pretty skillful. “I’m perfecting. My sweaters already ions better than Jan’s, anything else is just an added bonus.”

Peter wandered further into the living room, sort of hesitant, sort of afraid. “Um, who’s Jan?”

“Peter,” said Pepper, releasing a long, weary sigh. “Please don’t ask.”

“Daddy says that Jan’s a bitch.”

OR

Tony joins the PTA and forms a rivalry with another parent that Peter inevitably gets involved in.

coach stark

“When did you get a clipboard?”

“Dunno,” said Peter, with a shrug. “Found by it the trash can. Does it make me look more official?”

“Sure kid.”

“Maybe I should write down the plays,” said Peter. Tony blinked at him. “We do have plays, right?”

“… do they even have plays in soccer?”

“I don’t know… I think so?” said Peter. He eyed the whistle hung around Tony’s neck. “When can I get one of those?”

“How about never.”

OR

Tony recruits Peter to be his assistant coach for Morgan's soccer team, furthering his on-going rivalry with a parent of a child at her school.

bedazzling dance dad 

“What have you done to my jacket?”

“I fixed it up with my Bedazzler 3000,” said Tony. “Do you like it?”

“Does it look like I like it?”

Tony shrugged. “I’m not a mind reader, Pep.”

“Fix it.” She threw the jacket at him. It bounced off and landed on the floor, where it might as well stay if Tony wasn’t allowed to add a little style to it.

She turned and left the garage, bumping into Peter on her way out.

“Really Mr. Stark?” said Peter. He held up his bookbag. Also covered in bedazzle jewels. “When is Ms. Potts gonna take that away from you? This is getting outta control.”

“No it’s not.”

“Mr. Stark. There’s bedazzle stones on the shower curtains.”

OR

Tony is a dance dad, and helps mend some broken family relationships along the way.

very cursed but incredibly fortunate 

“Oh, hey Pete,” he said, as if it were the most normal thing in the world that he was there, in his high school. Mr. Stark’s eyes danced around the locker lined hallway, then finally landed on Peter.

“Um, what’re doing here?”

“There’s a PTA meeting,” he told him. He checked his watch, then patted him on the shoulder. “Gotta go, Pete. I’m gonna be late, and so are you, right? Next class starts in two?”

Mr. Stark stepped to the side to try and tried moving past him, but Peter blocked him, determined to find some real answers, or at least whine a little bit in his direction.

“Mr. Stark, this is very cursed. You can’t be here.”

“Cursed?” Mr. Stark frowned, then looked around the crowded hallway. “Where are we? A high school or the enchanted forest?”

OR

Tony joins the PTA at Midtown High, and Peter's attempt to make him quit only ends in him taking a teaching position, as the Home Economics teacher.

[yes-i-am-happyaspie]

I have a sickfic prompt for you!

Okay, so imagine Peter sick in bed. Tony babysitting because May has to work. Before May leaves she mentions to Tony, “Can you grab his pjs out of the laundry? He always wants a particular pair when he’s feeling sick-“

And Tony doesn’t think anything of it. So he goes to grab Peter’s clothes and sees the pjs…

Are a tourist shirt and Hello Kitty pants

This ask came in all the way back in March. It was a fun idea so I held into, hoping to eventually turn it into a mini-fic. Well, friends. Today is the day. Have a big dose of soft, guilty Tony and sick, cuddly-warm Peter.

Hello Kitty Pajamas - 826 Words

“May! May, I’m here!” Tony called as he let himself into the Parkers’ apartment. He’d received a message an hour prior requesting his presence. Specifically, so he could babysit a significantly ill spider-baby while his aunt went in for a mandatory shift. He’d hesitated at first because was he really the best choice? May had assured him there was no one else. And that even if there were, she was sure Peter wouldn’t want anyone but him. An unfamiliar warmth had bloomed in his chest, prompting him to obtain his keys.

“Sorry!” May called from down the hall. “I'm sorry! He sweat right through his clothes. I was changing the sheets, so you didn’t have to.”

Tony pulled a face without meaning to. A slight laugh escaped May’s lips as a result.

“He’s in the shower now. That should help with a lot of the congestion.” she paused, sighed and twisted her lip between her teeth. “I know he’s old enough to take care of himself. I just- with his fever going up and down so rapidly I didn’t want him to be here alone. Just in case.”

“It’s fine, May. You know I don’t mind spending time with him,” he said, keeping his voice as steady and nonchalant as possible. “Thanks for changing the sheets, though. Housekeeping isn’t really my thing.” They both knew, without a doubt, that he’d do it again if needed. But neither of them commented on it.

"Shoot! How did it get so late? I really need to get going.” He watched May scramble to find her purse and keys. “His favorite pajamas are in the dryer. Can you grab those for him?”

“Of course.”

“Thanks again, Tony,” May said, already halfway out the door. “You have no idea how much I appreciate this.”

Tony smiled and waved to her toward the hall. “Any time, May. You know that.”

Once she was gone, he located the laundry area and opened the dryer. Inside was a heap of towels of varying sizes. Among them, he managed to stop a white shirt and some pink fuzzy pants. Although it wasn’t until he hauled them out that he realized what they were. Hello Kitty was patterned across the bottoms, and the top was the over-sized tourist shirt. He suddenly realized it was the outfit he’d purchased the kid directly after their first argument. He blew out a breath as an image of Peter, wearing that exact outfit with tears running down his cheeks popped into his head. Guilt began to swirl in his gut. He dug around in the dryer hoping to find different pajamas. He couldn’t fathom how those could possibly be Peter’s favorite. Unsuccessful, he clutched the shirt and pants tightly in his fist and carried them to the restroom door.

“Pete?” he called. “I’m putting your PJ’s outside the door.”

“Thanks,” Peter rasped, coughing harshly after. “I’ll be out in a minute.”

“Take your time, Bud. No rush.”

Tony sat down on the couch. His leg bounced and his fingers tapped on his knee as he thought more about that decidedly horrible day. The whole thing has been his fault, really. If he’d just told the kid he’d called the FBI… He squeezed his eyes shut and ran a hand down his face. God, he’d been a jerk. He shouldn't have shouted in the kid’s face and really shouldn't have taken the suit. His thoughts were interrupted when he heard the bathroom door creak open.

“Hey,” Peter said as he rounded the corner. “Sorry, May made you come.”

Tony swallowed with difficulty. The sight of the pajamas making his stomach churn. “I-”

“Are you okay?” Peter interjected.

“Shouldn’t I be the one asking you that?” Tony quipped. Peter continued to frown. “I’m fine. Just- thinking.”

“Dangerous.”

“Definitely,” Tony agreed, then sucked in a breath. “May said those are your favorite pajamas.”

Peter hummed positively and dropped down onto the couch. “They’re comfortable.”

Tony's brow furrowed. “They don’t make you think about that day?”

“Sometimes,” Peter shrugged. “But mostly they make me think about you.”

A warm wet head landed on Tony’s shoulder. Water soaked through his shirt. He found he didn’t really mind. “I’m so sorry, Kid,” he whispered. “I really didn’t handle that situation very well. I didn’t communicate with you the way I should have, I lost my temper when that backfired, then I took it all out on you. I shouldn't have done that. Forgive me?”

“Already did,” Peter yawned. “Like- a long time ago.”

It shouldn’t have been that easy, Tony thought to himself. But Peter is such a good kid… he leaned his cheek against the top of Peter’s head and sighed. “Tired?”

“Yeah. Sorry. I don’t feel so good.”

“Well, let’s get you into your bed, hmm? May changed the sheets and everything.”

Peter nodded and started toward his bedroom. Tony followed behind, smiling softly as the kid exhaustedly crawled under the covers. Astonishingly, the sight of the pajamas didn’t bother him so much anymore. He traversed the room and ran his fingers through his kid’s hair.

“Sleep well, Kiddo,” he murmured. “I’ll be out there if you need me.”

[oikaoi]

Tony didn’t often call Peter himself. If he had something important to say, he’d just wait until Peter visited the lab every other day. Sometimes, if it couldn’t wait, he’d text him. On most occasions he’d just tell happy to tell him. It wasn’t that he didn’t like talking to Peter on the phone, they just didn’t really do that.

On this particular Thursday afternoon though, Tony decided to call. Peter was late showing up to the lab, it was almost an hour later than his usual arrival time. Calling wasn’t something they did, so it would make Peter feel awkward, which would be hilarious, Tony decided. Maybe that was uncool, but Peter made Tony wait so he didn’t feel that bad.

“FRIDAY?” He addressed his AI, gazing casually at the ceiling as he leaned back in his chair.

“Yes sir?”

“Call Underoos,” he said, smiling a little despite himself. He could hear the call go out over the lab speakers and ring once, twice, three times, and then the line clicked through.

•••

He hadn’t meant to be late. He could swear up and down that he’d been on his way in time, but something came up. What was he suppose to have done? Leave a group of four electric weapon wielding bad guys to terrorize citizens? He didn’t think so. Unfortunately the battle had not been quick, and a myriad of things seemed to have gone wrong. The bad guys split up and he’d had to chase each one individually. They kept leaving these time release electric bombs everywhere that hurt like a butt cheek on a stick when they went off. The four bad guys created a surprising amount of collateral damage, meaning that Peter was constantly occupied with saving people who were caught in the crossfire, giving electric dudes a chance to escape.

Just as he’d caught up to the last dude on a bridge, the dude had used an electric repulsor to push two buses and three cars over the edge. Peter launched into action. He threw webs at all five vehicles, binding them together and holding onto a web leashing them to him. He braced his feet against the suspension supports of the bridge and pulled. He managed to stop the falling vehicles about ten feet above the water. Just as he was about to start trying to haul them back up, his body seized and he almost dropped them all together. The last guy had thrown an electric bomb only five feet away from Peter. And he was more than an hour late for lab day. This sucked.

Peter managed to take one hand off of the web he was using to hold onto the vehicles, and webbed the last bad guy to the ground as he tried to run away across the bridge. At least he wasn’t going anywhere.

“Maybe they would rename Murphy’s Law to Parker’s Law,” he mumbled to himself, “with the amount of stupid stuff that happens to me it’d be fitting. And then at least I’d have something cool named after me.” He continued to grumble as he tried to haul the web in. He had no idea what he would do once he got the group to the bridge, he sure as heck wasn’t getting the vehicles back over the edge, but he’d think of something. Before he made any significant progress, the electric bomb went off again.

“Crumble crackers and fishsticks, that hurt!” Peter exclaimed as he tried to recover from his muscles seizing. He didn’t think he’d be able to haul the web back in with that thing going off every minute or so. Hmm, he thought, what can I do instead?

“Peter,” Karen’s voice spoke clearly through his mask, “Mr. Stark is calling.”

“Aw, beans.” Peter didn’t want to have to explain that he’d gotten into another battle that was probably something Mr. Stark wouldn’t want him in. Then again, it wasn’t like he was in a place where he could avoid the call. If he didn’t answer Tony would just send the call through anyway. “Put him through Karen.”

“Hey, Pete,” Tony’s voice crackled through the line, a little face popping up in the corner of Peters mask.

“Hey, Mr. Stark! How are you?” Peter tried to keep his voice unstrained and calm sounding.

“Oh so this is what we’re doing? I’m alright, fabulous as always. How are you Pete? Are you feeling especially forgetful today?”

So he was calling about forgetting lab day? Or that Peter had forgotten to lay low and call for help in a big battle? Better to play it safe. “I’m doing okay, one of those days where things keep going sideways, but I’m still moving along.” He let out a breathless sort of laugh. “Hey listen I’m sorry about lab day, I swear I didn’t forget, but something came up and I’m just running la-“ his voice cut off with a gasp as the electric bomb went off again.

“What was that?”

“Some malfunctioning electronics. Listen I’ll be there as soon I can, I’m really sorry Mr. Stark.”

“Where are you now? You want me to send Happy to pick you up?”

Peter groaned, his abused muscles struggling to keep the vehicles full of people still. He needed help. He bit back his instinct to try and handle things alone. It’d be fine. Tony wouldn’t even be that mad. Probably. Sigh. “Yeah, um, listen, about that. If you, i’m, aren’t busy, I could kind of use some help on the Queensboro bridge.”

“The Queensboro bridge? What are you doing on the bridge?” Tony’s voice got farther away and Peter realized he had probably turned away to look at something, as he said “FRIDAY, pull up any news about the Queensboro bridge.” Peter heard him release a breath. “Shit kid. You’re gonna give me a heart attack one of these days. I’m on my way.”

Peter heard Tony continue to talk, maybe reassurances, maybe complaints about Peter’s disregard for his own safety. He couldn’t really listen. All his attention stayed on not letting go of the people hanging off the bridge. The stupid electric bomb felt like it was going off more than every minute, even though it wasn’t, and Peter wasn’t even trying not to scream anymore. Tony’s voice came crackling through his mask again, and Peter wouldn’t have listened except for the importance of the words.

“I’m here. I need you to hold on just a bit longer, and I’ll get these people out, okay Underoos?”

“Okay,” Peter panted out. The electric bomb went off one more time before Tony came up and stopped it. The iron suit flew back over the edge after that and continued lifting out people. Peter estimated another four minutes had past when he heard the only other words important enough to break through his foggy brain.

“You can let go now kid, I’m right here. You can let go.” Tony’s voice no longer came through the mask, but from right behind him. Peter let go.

He groaned in relief and pain before promptly collapsing to the ground. Looking down he could see melted parts of his suit, and electrical burns over his body. It took him a moment to realize that he wasn’t all the way on the ground, and that Tony was holding his weight. Not Iron Man, just Tony, the suit standing empty a few feet away.

“You did good kid. You suck at staying close to the ground, but you did good. Let’s go get you checked up on, and if you feel up to it maybe we’ll do the fun pizza and movie part of lab day anyway.”

“Pizza sounds amazing,” Peter panted, trying to get his heavy feeling muscles to cooperate.

“Pizza it is! I’m proud of you kid.”

“Thanks Mr. Stark.” Even through the exhaustion and pain, Peter felt warmth spread through him. “Thanks Tony.”

Tony smiled, ever so slightly, helping Peter over to the suit, stepping in, snd then picking him up. “Anytime, kid. We still have to have a talk about when to ask for help though.”

“Aw, beans.”

[oriocookie]

thanks for tagging me!!! i’m reblogging this on the wrong blog (my irondad blog is @silentspidey ) but i have So Many. i’m about to make this post a whole lot longer.

1. chapter 2 of returning the favor

2. Five Times Avengers And Co. Had To Go Buy Period Supplies For Their Teammates

3. two-player game

4. sleepy tony (placeholder title)

5. iron (mini) van

6. i arc reactor you

7. tony stork

8. educated guess

9. peter parker, get down from there

10. 5 times peter took something of tony’s to school and one time tony came to get it

11. chapter 3 of A Silent Spider-Man

and all of my non-irondad ones

12. chapters 3 and 4 of Piedmont and the Pines

13. heist fic kiribaku (placeholder title)

14. sleeping beauty kiribaku (placeholder title)

15. mystery inc eldritch polycule (placeholder title)

16. Reconciliation (fnaf)

17. high school turtle bros (placeholder title) (rottmnt)

yikes sorry about that. uh i’ll tag @call-me-coley @winter-turtle @multifandomforthemostpart and anyone who wants to do it!

WIP Ask Game

Tagged by @oliocelottafanfics! Thanks for tagging me!! (posting this on my side blog)

Rules: post the names of all the files in your WIP folder regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them and then post a little snippet of it or tell them something about it! And then tag as many people as you have wips.

Here are the current WIPs on my drive (all for autistic Peter):

1. Peter drink water challenge

2. Ableism and shitty people

3. 5 Times Someone Stood Up for Peter, +1 Time Peter Stood Up For Himself

Tagging… @mrs-potts-stark @thisisnotourlasthunt and whoever wants to do this!

[science-lings]

Ficlet idea: Tony lives au, things have calmed down a little, then Peter finds that letter that Tony wrote him (idk if you've seen it yet but it's in the discord under marvel-angst)

okay, I made a post about writing something for this, I was planning on going canon-compliant and making it hella sad so thank goodness you’re here to make me do something else. 

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Peter wasn’t looking for anything, he just came across something he didn’t think he was supposed to. 

He was in the Starks house, kinda in hiding after being blamed for killing Mysterio. That was a whole other can of worms that he did not need to pick through, it was easier just to pretend he was just living with the Starks just because they like him. 

Morgan was at school, Pepper was at work, Tony was working on adjusting the current version of his metal arm and seemed to be in the mood to be alone. That happened every once in a while after the final snap so Peter didn’t think he wanted to be bothered because the teenager hiding in his home was bored. 

Peter found himself wandering. The house still felt foreign and he still didn’t feel comfortable sneaking around. But there wasn’t much else to do, he was restricted to have little to no digital presence. He could only text his friends through a heavily guarded phone line and even then he wasn’t allowed to call. 

He didn’t have any ideas to flesh out in the garage turned workshop, he couldn’t go anywhere, he couldn’t even chill out with Tony’s llama for too long just in case someone stopped by. 

Eventually, he wandered into Tony and Peppers room. He looked at pictures of their little family, even some including pictures of May and for some reason a couple baby pictures of Peter himself. Even one with a young Peter in an Iron Man t-shirt. he rolled his eyes when he saw it next to a framed picture of Pepper looking exhausted by a newborn Morgan. 

Under a bunch of unframed pictures and random drawings by Morgan, there was an envelope with shaky handwriting spelling out his name. ‘Mr. Parker’ 

Peter didn’t know whether it was invading Mr. Starks privacy to open the letter but it was addressed to him... his curiosity was too strong and he opened the unsealed letter. 

Peter felt tears in his eyes after a single line. The letter started out with one of the many nicknames Tony used to refer to Peter. ‘Kid,’ and went on to describe how Peter’s last moments haunted him and how he admitted to wishing he had been a better mentor. How he saw that Peter was meant to be an Avenger and how Tony had failed them. All of them. It conveyed how Peter was the defining factor that made Tony decide to help the avengers go back in time even though he had the most to lose. It was a last message from him before he left, if something were to go wrong. 

If Tony didn’t make it, he didn’t want Peter to blame himself, he knew that Peter would but he didn’t want him to. He wanted Peter to meet Morgan and wanted him to be a part of their little family that he had built. Finally, he wanted Peter to not be alone, as he himself learned too late. 

The letter ended with a, ‘So don’t be like me. Be better.’ like one of their first conversations. It was cheekily signed off as ‘Mr. Stark’ and Peter wasn’t sure what to think. In another world, this might’ve been his last gift from his mentor. This might be the last piece of his hero. 

“A little bird told me you’ve been snooping around...” Tony said from behind him. Peter jumped a little.

“oh, uh, I’m sorry-” Peter sighed, a little afraid that the letter was something Tony didn’t want him to see. 

“Someday I’m going to get you to stop apologizing for everything. I can’t exactly expect you to not be curious about a thing with your damn name on it.” 

“I’m sorry... I didn’t mean to traumatize you...” Peter wiped a tear with the sleeve of his sweatshirt. 

“Kid, look at me.” Tony gently lifted Peters chin so that Peter couldn’t hide. “You didn’t traumatize me. You motivated me. Without you, none of this would’ve happened. You’re the reason I risked everything. You saved the world bud.”

“Yeah, but I didn’t want to give you nightmares...” Tony chuckled a little as he brought Peter into a hug. 

“No shit. I’m fully aware that you aren’t responsible for that but it happened and it’s over now. I never needed to have Pepper give you that letter and we can both be alive at the same time.” 

“Thank god for that... I don’t know what I’d do without you...” Peter muttered in Tony's shoulder. 

“Hopefully neither of us have to find out for a while.” Tony joked. “At least we’re both retired from superheroing for a while...” Tony partly pulled away from the hug, keeping his arm around Peter’s shoulder. 

“I miss it... but I don’t miss almost being shot.” 

“What do you mean almost, you have been shot. Like several times.” 

“Not recently...” 

“You got hit by a train a week ago.” 

“Okay, can we not-” Tony laughed as he led them out of the room. He had never needed to write the letter, he never needed Pepper to give it to him at his funeral and he never needed to think of his kid's life without him. And he was more than thankful for it. 

[weartirondad]

My Superhero Wear

Summary: Peter is looking for a superhero costume. Tony is confused at first and then gets to tinkering on a Batmobile.

ao3 I FF.net

“Hey kid, what are you up to?”, Tony asked upon seeing Peter already curled up on the couch in his workshop with his laptop on his lap, eyebrows furrowed in concentration.

The teenager barely glanced up when he took the apple juice his mentor handed him and that intrigued Tony because - slowly fading hero worship or not - Peter always greeted him with a smile so big and wonderful it made him wonder how something so innocent had found a place in this cruel world. 

He let himself plop down next to the kid and leaned back with his arm stretched out on the back rest behind him, peaking over Peter’s shoulder. 

“I’m just looking for a costume for our last week of high school. We’re doing a motto week”, he explained, finally looking at Tony with a frown on his face as he took a sip from his juice before setting the glass back down on the table next to the couch. 

“And you want to go as a vampire?”, Tony asked in amusement, letting his eyes skim through the Amazon search he had open. “What kind of motto is that? Because if it’s horror then you are not allowed to go as a vampire, there are so many better costumes than-“ 

“No”, Peter laughed, “It’s not horror and I’m not going as a vampire. I’m just looking for a Batman cloak for the superhero motto.” 

“You’re-“, he paused, trying to make sense of what the kid had just said and failing spectacularly. After closing his mouth a few times without actually forming words he settled on a lame, “What?” 

“Batman?”, the teenager was watching him a little worriedly, “You know, that guy from the DC comics that protects Gotham?” 

“I know who Batman is”, Tony shot back with an eye roll, “The question is why on earth would you even consider going as Batman? You’re literally a superhero yourself. You know tons of real superheroes.” 

Peter grimaced at that, “Well, I think going to school dressed up as Spiderman would be a little too on the nose, don’t you think?”, he shrugged, “Besides, I like the Batman comics. You know he’s literally just a guy with fancy tech who decides to save the world just because he can. He’s not some alien or god with super powers. He’s just a man and he’s been through a lot and he’s still a hero.” 

“Right. Orphaned, rich, depending on his Butler to get him through the day, fancy tech, good looks, sort of a playboy, kind of a douche”, Tony trailed off, eyebrow raised in mock surprise, “I know who you could dress up as!” 

“You’re not a douche”, Peter gave back simply, ignoring the rest of the statement and leaning against his mentor’s side, “And you’re way way cooler than Batman anyway. Even without Ironman. I mean he needs people to design his tech for him. Also, I don’t think he’d be a very good dad”, he added as an afterthought, glancing up at Tony through his lashes. 

“Oh and I am?”, the billionaire wanted to know with a big grin, ruffling the kid’s hair as he leaned in closer.

“Well, you’re alright”, he shrugged even while turning his head to rest comfortably in the scrape of Tony’s neck, “But you forgot my snacks. You shouldn’t starve your enhanced Superkids. Or so I’ve heard.” 

 “I did not forget your snacks”, he argued and hadn’t he been so comfortable he would’ve toyed with the thought of leaning away just so he could cross his arms to pout. As it was, he really didn’t feel like moving and instead continued playing with the kid’s hair until it was thoroughly messed up. “I got us a mini fridge for the lab and you’ll find it to be filled with everything your heart may desire.” He felt more than a little proud of himself when Peter craned his neck to look over to where he was pointing.

“Did you get Doritos?”, he nodded in content before relaxing against Tony’s chest once more and when he heard the confirmation he grinned up at the man, “Well, then you’re the best dad ever.” 

“That’s what I thought”, Tony smirked, “So, to get back to the matter at hand, why aren’t you going as Ironman? You know I could give you some cool gadgets, all de-weaponized of course.”

“I know”, Peter practically whined, “But I’ve been dressing up as Ironman for these things since forever and MJ and Ned ordered me to come up with something new for our last week of school.” 

The billionaire smiled widely, pleased at both the admission and the fact that Peter wasn’t even embarrassed by it anymore. He had to get May to show him the pictures that undoubtedly existed. 

“Okay”, he said, “Then why not one of the other Avengers?”, he wanted to know curiously, “War Machine is kind of cool or, you know, the Hulk. I could make you a Hawkeye bow and send you out as Legolas or how about some fancy patriotic shield and a little helmet with wings so you can be our all favorite Capsicle.” 

Peter groaned at that, “War machine’s too similar to IronMan to count, I really don’t wanna run around with a costume that makes me like triple my size and I really really don’t want to be Captain America when I can’t be Ironman.” 

“Alright, squirt”, he said instead of making a big deal about his Cap dislike. They had had that argument a few times already and it always ended with Peter stubbornly refusing to listen to whatever he was saying in Steve’s defense.

Honestly, he knew the kid didn’t like the hero because of his fight with him, Tony, and as much as he tried to make him see that it wasn’t solely the other man’s fault, he couldn’t help but be happy about his stubbornness on the topic. Not for the first time he wondered if that was what it felt like to be a parent and to have someone look up at you with so much trust, as if you could do no wrong. It was nice. It made him feel loved and it made him want to be that person that Peter saw in him. 

“So we’re going to be making you a Batman costume then”, he declared, sitting up and leaning forward, pulling up a Starkpad and starting to type away, creating a new file on the matter. 

“I- uh, you really don’t have to do that”, Peter squeaked even as he leaned against Tony’s shoulder to get a better look at the hologram that popped up in front of them, “Wow. What are you planning?” 

“Well, a Batmobile for starters”, Tony laughed at his kid’s stare and continued working on a prototype for the car. He might’ve toyed around with the idea before Peter had ever brought it up. 

“And you’re gonna go over the outfit and if you want a cape that’s fine but you’re not going to be fighting crime with a cape. You’ll need an armor and the mask of course.” 

“This is going to be so cool!”, the teenager exclaimed, jumping up and bolting for his workplace with a cheer, “Do you think we could add something like interrogation made - only with a really deep Batvoice this time? Or- or, I could try to make the armor a little bit like my spider suit. Obviously not in red but what if-“ 

Tony let the kid ramble, only giving his input every once in a while when his imagination went a little too far or when he had an idea himself that he knew Peter would love. Otherwise he kept designing the car, finding that he had rarely ever designed his own cars and that it turned out to be a lot of fun. Maybe he could make Peter his own car as a graduation present. Or they could build one together. 

But right now he was perfectly content designing something incredibly over the top just so his kid could have a blast during his last week of school and that felt like the most important project he’d ever worked on. Besides the Spiderman suit.

[ao3feed-irondadspiderson]

Not Sick Just Miserable

https://archiveofourown.org/works/61834984 by VivienneBlue Peter is NOT sick. He's just miserable. He has too much homework to be sick. He also has a ridiculous amount of denial. Words: 1026, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Series: Part 12 of Irondad Mini-Prompt Sunday Drabbles and Fics Fandoms: Iron Man (Movies), Spider-Man (Tom Holland Movies), Marvel Cinematic Universe Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: Gen Characters: Peter Parker, Aunt May Parker (Marvel), Tony Stark Relationships: Peter Parker & Tony Stark Additional Tags: Tony Stark Acting as Peter Parker's Parental Figure, Peter Parker is a Mess, Peter Parker is Trying His Best, Tony Stark is So Done read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/61834984