#lanyakea

[lanyakea-universe]

That's the kind of shit I'm being tired of...

people, if you don't like, just fucking ignore it. No need for being mean about it. AO3 is supposed to be a respectful place.

[vaguekiwi]

Hiii! I’m a huge fan of yours!! Do you have any fics or anything where Tony is in love with Peter and he kidnaps him? Just lots of noncon with dark Tony?

Hi anon, I don't have any fics like that myself, but I love fics like that so let me see if I can recommend a few:

-My Doll by my friend @babybatscreationsv2 (this is a goddamn masterpiece I swear to god)

-Good Boys by my (same) friend @babybatscreationsv2

-The Deprivation series by my friend @tomandpeterthings (This series fundamentally changed me. I think her Cruel(ty) series has a similar theme, too? Though I haven't read it.)

-@lanyakea-universe has several incredible (and I mean stupendous) non-con verses (there's a SIM one that comes to mind, but I'm gonna link this mafia ficlet here.)

-If I may stray from the request and recommend some noncon Spiderio: see here, and here by @graceful-starker. (Also if someone can find me that one where Beck kidnaps Peter and keeps him in the back of a van and, like, pimps him out that would be lit.)

-Also tagging my friends @khalixascorner @the-mad-starker @starker1975 @authoressofdarkness and @starkerkitty who have probably either written something like what you're looking for OR will have recommendations for you 😘

[sapphireblueandfire]

@lanyakea-universe 😭😭😭 you're gonna make me cry!!!! 😘😘😘

in the end, it's always gonna be you

| lucemond | n s f w |

When the day finally comes, their deeply despised wedding night, Aemond is so unquestionably sure, so utterly convinced that it is gonna be the worst, most unbearably disgusting experience of his entire life, that he ain’t absolutely expecting the way his body reacts to how asphyxiatingly hot it is― to feel the soft press of Lucerys’ chest under his, the way his thighs keep on involuntarily clenching against his hips, his nails digging into the muscles of his shoulders and, above it all, the way Lucerys’ breath keeps on breaking out of him, so warm and so sweet, hidden as it is into the crook of Aemond’s neck and impossibly, downright unexpectedly Aemond is―

Getting hard. For real. No ‘I detachedly pumped myself into it so I could get on with this’ no ‘close your eyes and try not to think and do what you have to’. No .

Because Lucerys is moaning. Contained and painfully quiet, lips parting against Aemond's pulse with every careful thrust and he’s― too. He’s getting hard and leaking against Aemond’s belly too and―

It’s just curiosity. He tells himself. What makes him draw back enough to look at Lucerys’ face and ask, even though he can so evidently feel the answer.

“Are you. Do you? Like it?”

It’s just curiosity. Must be. What makes him dare his hand down in between their bodies, unable to keep his gaze off Lucerys’ tormented expression, his reddening cheeks, what makes him oh so timidly wrap it around Lucerys' cock and,

“Oh fuck. Fuck. Aemond . Fuck!”

And then it hits him, like the wild rush of adrenaline of a battle at dawn, like the first kiss of steel when you’re hungry for blood: desire.

Monstrous. Inevitable. Desire .

And he can’t help but move his hand, push against the limits of that inevitability. He stokes Lucerys’ cock, astonished at how soft he feels, how delicate inside his palm, how maddeningly dirty, how beautiful he looks when Aemond fucks him harder and deeper, Lucerys’ gaze locked into his, his shaky breath becoming more shallow, ragged when he finally breathes out,

“Yes. Gods, Aemond yes. Fuck, I like it”

And then everything becomes too much too fast. Lucerys’ hips thrusting up, fucking himself into his cock, fucking his hand, moaning when Aemond hides his face into his neck, kisses that secret curve of his skin where Lucerys’ pulse is beating fastfastfast , feeling safe enough, crazy enough to say “Me too. I like it too” and then Lucerys is coming apart, cumming on his cock, staining his fingers white, clenching his ass so tight Aemond is spending himself inside of him so hard he’s shaking and―

It’s when Lucerys’ searches his mouth and kisses him, gently, soft like nothing he’s ever felt, just the lightest brush of lips against his, that he realizes that maybe he’s lost something else to him tonight, something more precious than an eye, way more blinding: Lucerys Velaryon has just ripped his chest open, and taken out his heart.

[90minsofscreentime]

What are your three favorite Starker fan fictions?

For me, without a doubt:

first position: Lanterns burning, flickered in the mind (only you), by @darker-soft-starker

This story probably brings together everything I love best, including Young Tony, High school AU, enemies to friends to lover, slight angst, extremely romantic tension, a touch of drama… *shiver*.

Second position: Under a Violet Rain, by @vaguekiwi

Again, I am seduced by the "enemies to lovers" plot. When love seems absolutely impossible, when everything is set up to make them hate each other, and yet a love still comes. From the first line to the last, it was a pleasure to read this story.

third position: The Pieces I've Lost, by @vaguekiwi and @snowstark

I usually don't like overly pronounced notions of submission and dominance, even more so when the story is riveted on sexual content and sexual degradation. But this story… this story resonates deeply with me. I was interested to see that the dynamics of submission and dominance come from genetics, making people really different from each other from a biological point of view. And all the reasons why I usually don't like these stories, well… those are the reasons why Peter is so different from everyone else in this story. In a way, it reminds me a bit of feminism, and that's why the plot is all the more interesting. And, of course… I want Peter to get a fucking hug.

🥺👉🏻👈🏻 talk with me?

OoOoOo this is a tricky one~~~ 👀👀👀 I am such a hardcore lover of so many fics and writers in our lovely community, and I wish I could list everyone in this response, but I’ll do my best to identify the three starker fics that are my all time favourites at the moment (because darn it- my favourites often change by the day 😅)

(Also, my method here of dubbing each fic my “third” favourite or “second” favourite doesn’t reflect just how much I love all these fics equally. Again, if I could name them all my “first” favourite I would! 😅✨ I’m just going to rank them in terms of how much each fic has impacted me personally and on the depth of their storytelling 💕)

My third favourite:

This is probably the starker fic that I reread the most, as it’s fantastically structured story and moments of simmering tension never cool for me. I am just as heated reading the tail end of chapter two as I ever was reading it for the first time ✨✨ Tony and Peter’s chemistry and sexual tension in this story is so heady and palpable- it makes me feel like I’m experiencing their powerful feelings and desires🥰 (plus all of the food they eat in the beginning sounds soooo delicious 🤤😩)

My second favourite:

Just like you, my friend, I could not ignore @darker-soft-starker’s outstanding work that I have still not stopped gushing about 😅

The multiple comments left on AO3 and original fanart that I’ve created for this incredible story really speaks for itself and I could probably fill the rest of this post with every single thing I adore about the plot, characters and romantic development, but I think in this case I will let the work speak for itself. I implore you: please read this fic if you haven’t already, it’s so much more than I ever imagined a starker fanfic to be and I guarantee you won’t be disappointed with what you find~💖

My first favourite:

Here we have it. My all-time favourite. Arguably the best starker fanfiction ever created. Words fail me when it comes to describing how much this story has influenced me as a storyteller, as a reader and as a member of our little community. If I was ever in doubt that starker wasn’t the pairing for me, this work would draw me back in and remind me just how lucky I am to be able to read art like this - on a beautifully curated fanfiction website - for free. I’ll never get over it, I just love it too much.

The Marvel canon has yet to top these masterpieces ✨

Anywho~ I hope you enjoyed my little ramble 😌 Thank you so much for the ask @lanyakea-universe! I love chatting with you (and any other starkers) about things like this! Maybe one day I’ll be able to finish more than the three fanfics I’ve already posted and impact others on AO3 and tumblr, like these wonderful authors already have for me and so many others 🥰💖💕🌺

[femmeparker]

Imagine

Teen alpha Tony being excessively jealous of his newborn omega brother (Harley) because mommy omega Peter is pampering his baby and nursing him like all the time (according to Tony's point of view). So he starts to fake nightmares at night to get some attention from mommy, some cuddles, kisses on the forehead, and- fuck, he can't get enough of it. And he is so jealous - infuriated - when he spots Harley drooling on their mother swollen and pink nipples. He keeps faking nightmares, until mommy decides to just sleep with him for some days, chasing all his fears away. Eventually, Tony would nibble Peter's nipples too, in the dark, licking and chewing them lightly so he can also taste the sweet milk. And when mommy wakes up, he just pet his elder son's head contentedly.

"Easy, sweetie. Mama is sore here. Be gentle."

omg yes!!! i love this idea and idk when you sent this but the notification got lost so i’m sorry

Tony’s never felt so jealous of another person before; never dreamed it would be his baby brother, but mommy spends all his time with the baby. Even when Harley is sleeping, Peter’s got him in a baby sling, the newborn cradled against his chest and it makes Tony see red

The first thing to truly calm him is that first taste of his mother’s milk, nursing from him in the night and Peter’s scent is — happy, even relieved, and definitely full of love. Mommy sleepily pets his hair as he nurses, probably thinking that Tony’s trying to comfort himself from the nightmares, but Peter knows better.

He’s been waiting for Tony to do this, wanting it. Harley doesn’t nurse enough to drain him and Peter’s breasts are always heavy and swollen with milk

[thegreenmetblue]

Okay, tell me. What kind of vibes this rdj gives you?? #ShavenTony (especially the ones where he has a stern daddy look 🥺 )

*sigh* it gave me a starker idea, again (spoiler alert: stern/cold husband)

hhhhh 🥴🥴🥴 it gives me cheating!tony vibes 🙈🙈 yeah i recently have a thing for cheating!tony jykyk

like- tony has been married with pepper for the 10 past years but he finds himself falling for that cute twink boy who’s family just moved in to the next door house

peter has an obvious crush on his neighbor (HAVE YOU SEE THAT STERN DADDY LOOK YEAH??) and at first tony brushes it off- he doesn’t wanna cheat on his wife AND peter is a bit too young for him

bUT one day- the parkers have to leave for a business trip and ask the starks if they’re okay to have peter for five days

tony wants to say no, but pepper answers first that it’s absolutely not an issue for them

that’s tony’s hell descent- how is he supposed to resist that cute blushing boy when they’re both meeting in his kitchen to drink water at night ?

[starker-secrets]

I just wanna scream about @lanyakea-universe 's art! It's so cute and adorable 🥺 I think it's more common in fic for Tony to be the one fixing Peter up or showing him how to tie a tie but I would love to see more domestic fluff where Peter's the one doing it. Fixing Tony's tie, fixing his hair, telling him how handsome he looks. Maybe even picking out his outfits like

"Babe, I really like this one on you–"

"I'll wear it just for you, sweetheart."

(Link to the art mentioned: https://lanyakea-universe.tumblr.com/post/662112581532696576/this-drawing-was-gathering-dust-in-my-procreate )

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[carelessannie]

Hey AAAAANNIIIIE ☺️💕

Do you intend somedays to make a sequel of "my mate,my life, my monster"? Clearly, one of my favorite fanfic ever.

Sometimes I just want to write a fanfic of your fanfic 😂

Hi love!! Hope you’re having a wonderful day 🥰❤️

Honestly, no, I wasn’t planning to sequel it besides the two additions I wrote. I’m so so happy you love it that much though 😂

(And you should and 100% tag me if you do 😘)

[blazingparker]

got tagged by @sarcastich​ so here we go!!! (i literally love doing this type of thing so please always feel free to tag me lol)

Tag 9 people you wanna know more about.

Three Ships: Starker, Winterspider, Frostiron

Last Song: Demons by Hayley Kiyoko

Last Movie: Last Holiday (2006)

Currently Reading: The Women With Silver Wings by Katherine Landdeck

Currently Watching: What If...?

Currently Consuming: Hot jasmine tea with honey

Currently Craving: A really, really good cheeseburger. Like, perfectly cooked with a crispy bun and fresh tomatoes and lettuce. YUM.

Tagging: @snowstark @the-mad-starker @staticwhispersinthedark @sinditia @marshmallowparker @im-a-goner-foryou @lanyakea-universe @jacyian @90minsofscreentime and anyone else who wants to!!!

[lanyakea-universe]

Starker - Young Master Tony and Mistreated Servant Peter

(English isn't my mother tongue)

Howard bought a personal servant for his only heir.

A wonderful occasion that he only bargained for a mere handful of gold coins.

The boy was a clumsy, scrawny bastard, three years younger than his son. He had no father, he had no mother, and his guardians were only too happy to get rid of a mouth to feed when Master Stark knocked at their cabin.

He had been offered other chained servants free of charge as a token of appreciation for his mere presence near the horrid dump they called home, but really, Howard hated the prospect of rats swarming into his home and besmirching his possessions with their nasty paws. The young Peter was more than enough. And so, he retired with the miserable brat.

Howard took only a minute of his time to introduce the servant to his son - there wasn't much of a story about him that would require more time.

Peter, the brat, was only ten years old when he first attempted to smile at the young master.

Peter, the brat, was only ten years old when the young master broke his nose with his knuckles.

This was the way his greeting went.

Tears and blood.

The only remark that young master Anthony Stark received was the following: "Son. Don't get your hands dirty with your things. Don't ever do it. Use whatever you can, instead. Your cane, your leather belt, the rifle grip of your firearm. You can even order our brave hounds to chew on his meager ankle flesh. But don't tarnish your Stark hands."

Thus, Peter washed the blood from his face, and Anthony washed the blood from his hands.

The missions assigned to the servant were numerous. Too numerous for his juvenile shoulders, but the choice was not a luxury that belonged to him. This way, Peter found himself in charge of the entire mansion and whoever entered the premises.

Laundry, meals, dusting, reception, gardens, mails delivery... and more. Much, much more. There was always more. No breaks, never. Never for him.

Laundry, meals, dusting, reception, gardens, mails delivery... and more. Much, much more. There was always more. No breaks, never. Never for him.

The slightest mistake would easily lead him to count the purple dark marks on his hairless legs at night when Peter could fantasize about death in his room - Master Howard was merciful enough to grant him a personal space. The rat couldn't wander free under his roof when the moon was high amidst the clouds, it was a really a disgusting thought.

Peter's purpose in life was his daily service to the Starks. It was the well-being of his owners, his respectable masters to whom he owed absolutely everything. Oh, those were words so deeply engraved in his soul. His mission. His only duty.

But, more than anything else, the young boy had to devote himself to the young master.

While Howard was an adult surrounded by ladies and personal assistants, Anthony had no such privilege. The heir was most of the time a lonely teenager when his professors were not at home teaching him lessons carefully assigned by his father. He had no friends, and he had no hobbies of his own (Peter would argue otherwise, Anthony definitely had an interest in inflicting horrors-...)

Somehow Peter was just the toy that Anthony was free to play with and do with as he pleased.

A young master and his servant. That was their story.

They went through adolescence together, one in wealth and abundance, the other in misery and suffering.

Years in which Anthony was raised to follow in his father's noble footsteps while Peter remained silent and pretty.

It was not uncommon for the young master to use his servant to relieve his anxiety. At one point, he would not even use an excuse to rain down a storm of blows on Peter's body. He would do it because Peter existed, and his screams were beautiful. He would do it because Peter was his to play with. His.

Beating Peter was probably the Starks' heir's favorite activity. And since he was always so devilishly seduced by the idea of using his hands, he acquired a pair of leather gloves just for these occasions - there was nothing like the mark of his fingers on that marble skin.  

Marks on his skin, more marks on his skin - it was driving Tony crazy.

He wanted more, naturally. He wanted to have a taste of the forbidden fruit.

The first bite.

Masters usually never ventured into the servant's room, people like them had no business in a rat hole as inviting as a public latrine. However, one night Anthony broke this tacit rule. He entered, uninvited. And he closed the door behind him.

Peter, the brat, was only thirteen when it happened.

More blood.

Tony pressed a kiss to his forehead while he was still hovering over his servant, his mind foggy and his muscles shaking. "It wasn't that bad, huh? Don't tell my dad. He would..."

The young master swallowed, fear in his eyes.

"He wouldn't understand."

Peter never reported the incident. He never did. Just as he could never again find peace in his room now that this resting place had been defiled - the illusion of security had been burned to the ground.  

Silence was imposed on him anyway. No choice, no voice.

Anthony Stark, a flower in bloom, was discovering his growing body along with his desires, and imposed them all to the one who could not emit any opposition.

Then, true to the carnal reputation of the Starks, the young master became a ladies' man. He used his legendary charm to make his name heard until it hung on the lips of every damsel in the region, he made them come to his mansion, to his room. Peter would clean the sheets, lady after lady. He would keep his eyes closed when ladies became men, never questioning it, never evoking it.

The years became past and they both turned into young men living under the same roof.

Peter, always caring for his masters, as docile as ever, and Tony, always cruel, as creative as ever when it came to seeing his servant cry.

On Anthony Stark's eighteenth birthday, Howard introduced him to Christine Everhart, a beautiful young lady from a wealthy neighboring family whose father owned a diamond mine in India. The heir was instantly bewitched by the beautiful blonde locks, but Howard deemed it unnecessary to point out that the marriage had already been negotiated long before his son had the chance to discover her name.

Everyone complied with the head of the family's wishes anyway. Peter first.

With the arrival of Miss Christine came the arrival of her personal waitress, Michelle Jones. The change was sudden, but the Starks' servant did as he always did: he got used to it and did his best to stay in the good graces of his three masters, even if his duties were now lightened by MJ's strangely friendly presence (it was harder to adapt to it, the idea was absurd).

Miss Everhart felt no need to wear a glove to discipline him, although she preferred to use hunger and humiliation to touch him more deeply.

Most of the time, Howard was amazed by her mischievous mind. He watched her with a half-filled glass in hand and would sometimes offer his personal cane if she was ever in the mood to employ violence.

Anthony would remain silent when that occurred. He would watch.

Peter, the brat, was fifteen years old when he kissed someone he liked for the first time.

Michelle made him feel safe, which was a perfectly unknown and dangerous feeling. However, he didn't push it away. As long as they hid their relationship, everything would be fine.

After Anthony Stark and Christine Everhart's wedding, the days when the young master had to leave for work increased and eventually became the norm. When Tony would return home, there was always - always - a moment where he'd join Peter in his tiny room. Bad habits never die.

Peter, the brat, was only seventeen years old when his master hit him so hard he thought he would die.

Two days later, when he finally woke up, Anthony brought him breakfast in bed. No apology, no smile, but a breakfast placed in his lap.

The eggs were burnt, but Tony had made the omelet himself.

It was disgusting. Peter ate the whole thing.

And as soon as the servant was back on his feet, he fled with Michelle, knowing that it was only a matter of time before the blows would eventually end him. He fled the mansion, without any bags, in the darkness of the night, and something strange happened.

He hadn't expected to find his wanted notice on every signpost, on every wall, on every window in the city. Anthony Edward Stark was offering a million coins of gold for his capture.

Tony wanted him back.

[vaguekiwi]

i just finished reading on the edge of virtue and i'm hangover, do you know of similar stories i can read while i wait for your update? 🥺

(in reference to this fic)

Hi anon! I'm so glad you like that fic so far :) My top SIM recommendation has got to be Gilead's Prized Lamb by @starkeristheendgame

Other good ones that come to mind:

Addicted to Me and Leashed by @khalixascorner (who also has lots of other stellar SIM fics!)

Human Pet Series by dear @peterrparrkerr

Dumb Bunny by @babybatscreationsv2 (who may also have other SIM fics..?)

Guide Me Safely to Shore by @authoressofdarkness

@lanyakea-universe has a really good post about SIM Tony collecting Peters from different universes but I apologise I can't find the link right now 👀

Chapter 150 and 151 of @starkerforlife6969's Drabbles is a really cool plot-heavy SIM concept

[90minsofscreentime]

When can we expect the sequel of "lanterns burning, flickered in the mind (only you)" ? 🥺

It's not like I'm checking every single day, crawling pitifully in front of you with tears in my eyes, ready to beg... I'm just intrigued 😂

Believe me, my dear, I’m waiting just as patiently as you, for I am not the one who has written such a masterpiece! We have the wonderful @darker-soft-starker to thank for that~ ✨ I am but a humble bringer of fanart, you see 😌🌺

[femmeparker]

@lanyakea-universe absolutely!! Any ideas anons send in or I post are free game and there’s just not enough peter centric fics

[thegreenmetblue]

Babe, what does the tag "for the q" mean ?? 🥺

ay babeyy 💖

it means ‘for the queue’ which is a thing you have on your tumblr that allows you to post/rb things and then they get posted later so you blog stays active when you’re not logged 👀

people usually find a tag for their own queue, just to inform people its part of their queue and not them being active

its really not clear sorry fjkfkdl but i never used it so idont really know how it works 🙈🙈

[ao3feed-stevebucky]

Full Moon, Full Hearts

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/3Afxxfc

by Lanyakea

Peter (accidentally) joins his first pack, and gets to know his future mate.

Words: 15724, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe, Iron Man (Movies), Spider-Man (Tom Holland Movies)

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Underage

Categories: M/M

Characters: Tony Stark, Peter Parker, Steve Rogers, James "Bucky" Barnes, Natasha Romanov (Marvel), Thor (Marvel)

Relationships: Peter Parker/Tony Stark, Minor or Background Relationship(s), James "Bucky" Barnes/Steve Rogers, Peter Parker/Thor (One sided)

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Alternate Universe - Werewolf, Alpha Steve Rogers, Alpha Thor (Marvel), Alpha Tony Stark, Alpha Natasha Romanov, Omega Bucky Barnes, Omega Peter Parker, Bottom Peter Parker, Top Tony Stark, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Pack Dynamics, Pack Family, Pack Bonding, mpreg mentions, Mating Bites, Breeding, Werewolf Courting, Jealousy, Peter Parker is a Sweetheart, Smut, Bestiality, Kinda

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/3Afxxfc

[carelessannie]

*inhale*

After less than a day away from you, I've decided to come back. You can burst into my dreams, I don't mind. Just don't eat the cookies if there are some in my dreams. We never know.

#MyCookies

Happy you’re back!! And don’t worry, I’m very protective over my own food, so I’d never touch yours!

(Unless you’d like to give me some)