#tom holland dad

[at1r1-park3r]

Peter; at school and just got in trouble: I swear I'm innocent!

Principal; not amused: That's it. Your aunt passed? I'm calling your parents.

Peter: Haha, good luck with that!

Principal: What?

Peter: My parents are DEAD! *unhinged laughter*

Principal: but I have their phone numbers....

[irondadspiderson4evr]

Peter, talking to Ned as they walk into the tower: and that’s how I almost died!

Tony: excuse me?

Steve: who and where?

Bruce: No one’s going to get away with that one, need me to send the other guy?

Clint, coming down from the vents: I can take care of them.

Peter, confused: I was just telling Ned about the time a building fell on me.

Ned: Yup!

Tony, Steve, Bruce, and Clint: WHAT?

[spidermaninlove]

TZ are married?, part III

Tom considers himself Noon's dad. Both Tom and BERO posted for Noon's birthday calling him "My birthday boy" and "Tom's furry child," respectively.

[underoooos]

The Avengers: What's the definition of "innocent"?

Tony, pointing at Peter and using Peter's hand to wave at them: Right here!

Peter: *grimaces as the Avengers awkwardly wave back*

[remvivity]

Ouch

The only reason why I’m jumping up and down at this casting is simply for this dynamic. THAT IS IT

[hero-i-am-not]

Peter: So about the car...

Tony: Yeah! How was driving?

Peter: It was um

Tony: Fun? Exciting?

Peter, tearing up: I got honked at

Tony: Who honked at you?

Peter: huh?

Tony: Who. Was. It.

Peter: I dunno...

Tony: NYC is going down on flames tonight

Peter: Wha-

Tony: JARVIS?

JARVIS: Suit ready, Sir.

Tony: Help yourself to some ice cream, kiddo

[chaxan08]

Peter: On Halloween, we dress like skeletons, but in reality, the skeletons dress like us.

Tony:

Tony: I worry about you, kid.

[white-wolf-buckaroo]

Just... this

[itsagentromanoff]

Tony: What'd ya do, kid?

Peter: Something terrible. But I don't wanna talk about it.

Bucky: Good. We don't wanna hear about it.

[spooky-lil-spider-enjoyer]

Lol just imagine a certain spider child coming home from school. (Aka me projecting cause my finals started this week.)

He was tired okay? Finals were coming up, school was a mess with the pre-test anxiety, teachers getting stricter about missing grades or a random haywire web shooter or eight in science class landing on the back of a chair or desk or whatever it was that day. Ned was stressing about this subject and the next, he just wanted a break.

He slumps into the lab doorway, bag sliding off his shoulders and landing with a thud wherever he just so happened to drop it. (On top of some abandoned project that had been downgraded from desk to floor after it was scraped) while he sleepily stumbled into the little section of the lab that had been claimed by him.

And so what if he just....kept walking, if you could even call it that. Eyes blurry, feet shuffling. He let out a yawn as he dropped to the ground, laying down and stretching out like a cat before curling up and getting comfortable. He settled himself and shut his eyes. He knew he shouldn't have sat down, he knew he had at least another hour of studying if he wanted to pass. But the floor-he was on the floor right? The floor was so comfy, and it was nice to lay on. The cold contrasted with his warm skin while he pressed his head against the hard surface. Plus it made a nice cooling feeling that reminded him of when he would stay out a little too late and pass out on some random rooftop.

He was later awoken by the sound of a coffee cup shattering and an exasperated yelp then exaggerated groan and finally an exhausted sigh from his dad boss.

[noirsnonsense]

I'm sorry but I can't STAND those little fanfic stories when the characters do something they'd NEVER actually do. Like I just read one where Tony Stark PUNCHED Peter Parker. twice. ATP JUST SAY YOU DONT FUCKING KNOW ANYTHING, TONY STARK INVENTED TIME TRAVEL FOR THAT KID, AND UR WRITING ABT HIM PUNCHIN PETER????? MAKE IT MAKE SENSEEEEA PUH-LEASEEE

[at1r1-park3r]

Steve: What do you think is your life's goal, Tony?

Tony: I want to be a single, rich, bachelor and live my best life.

*Pepper shows up*

Tony: Scratch that, I want to be rich with a beautiful girl and no kids to bother us.

*Peter & Morgan show up*

Tony: SCREW MY LIFE GOALS

[irondadspiderson4evr]

Tony, poking Peter with the end of a broomstick: Get off the ceiling!

Peter: Nuh uh!

Tony: Why not? What are you hiding?

Peter: I’m not hiding anything!

Tony; then get down!

Peter: no!

A call interrupts. Tony takes it: Hello? Yes, this is him. Ohhh did he now? Yes, I’ll talk to him about it.

Peter, horrified: I’m not coming down. Ever. I live up here now.

Tony: no, no. Peter, I would *love* to know why the principal of your school just called me AND TOLD ME YOU BLEW UP THE CHEM LAB AGAIN!

Peter: it wasn’t my fault!

Tony: FOURTH TIME THIS MONTH. FOURTH. TIME.

Peter: I’M SORRY! IT ISN’T MY FAULT!

(I see things like this a lot, so I decided to write my own 🤷)

[mysuperpowerisaudhd]

i just noticed the fact that tony said “build up your game, helping little people like that lady who bought you the churro.” when he was asking peter to refrain from tailing the vulture after drowning because of it, which means he acknowledged peter’s voice mail sent to happy even when happy didn’t. Crying in the club.

[my-status-single]

The One Where Peter Parker Has a Baby: Chapter 1

He’s four. His name is Ben. He’s with Happy. They won’t let him run to him. He’s four. His name is Ben. He’s with Happy. He can’t go to him. He’s four. His name is Ben. He’s safe with Happy. He’s safe. His name is Ben. He’s four. He’s Peter’s.

She had been pregnant. 

It had been early. 

So early that it had been months before she even realised. Half of the universe disappeared, Peter included.

And months later she had given birth to their son.

Their son.

Ben.

Fic Summary: Mostly canon compliant fic that centres around the relationship of Tony Stark's daughter and Peter Parker.

From the Author: This is a Peter Parker/Reader fic. It jumps back and forth between the "present" (after the blip is reversed) and the past (pre blip reversal). The main focus is Peter and our girl Y/N, but there will be exploration into other relationships as well. These include but are not limited to Tony/Steve Peter/Harley Harley/Harry Peter/Harley/Harry Steve/Bucky Tony/Stephen. Each chapter will have content warnings listed that are specific to the chapter just for added security, there will also be a summary of the chapter if the content is something you don't want to engage with but would like to continue to the next chapter. There will also be a comprehensive list of warnings. The severity of these topics varies from very intense to simply implied. Be sure to check the individual chapters for more detailed descriptions of how these themes are used.

Fic Content Warning: Underage sex, unplanned pregnancy, teen pregnancy, polyamoury, child abuse/neglect, parental death, suicide, self harm, Tony Stark in Endgame Chapter Word Count: 1743 Chapter Summary: This chapter sets up the premise of the story. Touches briefly on Peter and Y/N's relationship, as well as introduces us to Y/N's powers. Chapter Content Warning: Teen regnancy/unplanned pregnancy-We discover that Y/N was pregnant during the blip. Peter and Y/N are in high school at this point. Blip-The Blip is a part of this series, the way Peter was blipped is mentioned Mentions of anxiety/depression-It is implied that Y/N struggled/struggles with mental health Parental death (not Tony)-Peter has dead parents Descriptions of injuries-After the battle with Thanos many characters are injured, Tony and Y/N's are discussed Medical themes-Tony and Y/N are in a medical centre, Y/N is in a coma

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Please, if there is ever something in this or any of my fics that you feel needs a content warning, feel free to message me and I will make sure to add it. I want this to be a safe place for everyone.

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Ao3 Chapter 2 Chapter 3

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May 2023

Peter has known her for as long as he’s known anything. 

Back before his parents died, they had been prominent members of the Oscorp Foundation. They worked directly with Norman, and so Peter grew up spending a lot of his time with Harry Osborn. Occasionally, though, there would be a collaboration between Oscorp and their largest competitor, Stark Industries. With S.I. came Tony Stark, and with Tony came his daughter. 

She was about a year younger than him and Harry but she held her own just fine. She was smart as a whip and full of fire. 

He’d been in love with her for longer than he knew what love was. 

They had taken such a liking to each other that Tony made the effort to get them together as often as possible. Eventually, moving them to New York full-time after Peter’s parents died. Tony made an effort to keep up the relationship even then. He did it for his daughter; she’d become so attached to Peter. And he had done the same. 

The sun rose and set with Y/N Stark as far as he was concerned. 

The bond between them grew as they did. They became halves of the same whole. One rarely without the other. He held her when she sobbed, broken and exhausted, after spending the court-ordered time with her mother. She calmed his overloads after he was bit. They knew each other instinctually. Better than they knew themselves in some ways. 

And yet, there was never anything romantic.

Until there was.

They both knew. When they’d grown old enough to understand what love, marriage, and dating were, they knew it was inevitable. That there was no Peter without y/n. 

And that is a very daunting thing to face at such a young age. 

And they understood that there would be no going back once they crossed that line. 

They knew they would cross it eventually. 

But they had all the time in the world to cross it. And now, when they were so perfect as friends, neither wanted to risk what they had. 

And so they didn’t.

There was flirtation that couldn’t be helped. There were touches that toed the line between platonic and romantic, touches that lingered. Nights where they would fall asleep next to each other and wake up in a state where you couldn’t tell where one started and the other ended.

But it never went further.

Until it did

They were good kids, really. Good students, excelling in their studies, involving themselves in extracurriculars, making a difference in their community. They were good avengers as well. They weren’t officially on the team, certainly were never put in harms way. But Tony allowed them to patrol the city in the evenings, and to train with the team at the compound on the weekends. They excelled there too.

But everyone has times when they just need a break.

It happened the first time during one of those breaks

.

They had finished midterms, Natasha had been kicking their asses in training for the last month, they were tired.

And so they snuck into the hangar and hacked one of the jets. Because she could override her father’s protocols without even blinking. Spain. She had wanted to go to Spain. He’d remembered her talking about it, so he puts in the coordinates and settles in for the ride.

They’ve shared a room, a bed, countless times at this point and yet somehow this is different. Somehow this leads to their mouths on each other and their virginities lost to each other.

Things change after that.

It takes a while for them to get over it. To admit “I want you” and “I always have” and “I don’t want to wait anymore”. But once they do, once they allow those walls to be broken down they are inseparable.

The funniest thing about the whole ridiculous situation is their behaviour barely changes. 

They simply kiss now. Because they already spent nights in the others bed, they already were always touching the other somehow, they already could read the others mind and anticipate their needs. So at school, no one noticed they were dating until Peter gave her a quick kiss before running off to some sort of internship activity.

Its been years now. They are perfect. Ideal. He loves her with everything in him. 

And that’s why, when the invasion starts, he webs her to the bed so she can’t follow after him as he goes toward the battle. 

Why he goes to the battle despite her screams, her begging, her pleading. Why his last words as he disintegrates in Tony’s arms, after pleading whispers of “I don’t want to go” are “I don’t want to leave her.”

He spends five years living a life with no memory of his previous one. No memory of her, of Tony, of Spiderman. 

When the dust finally settles after that final battle, he’s the one screaming, begging pleading. Because his girl, his brilliant, beautiful, reckless girl, simply refused to let her father die. 

She’s always had them. The powers, the enhancements, that were so graciously forced upon her by her mother. 

She hated them, hated why she ended up with them. But they gave her the ability to save Tony’s life, despite it being at nearly at the cost of her own.

He’s held back, not sure by whom. He hears Steve yell for assistance to get them both off the battle field and to get them immediate medical assistance.

Her powers are…complicated. 

Her ability to heal is incredible. Whether it be herself or others. But it comes at a cost. 

Healing takes energy. She’s able to choose, when healing injuries, whether to use the injured person’s energy or her own. The severity of the wound would usually influence her decision. 

She was comfortable using someone else’s energy for smaller things, scrapes, bruises, most of Peter’s injuries because of his own accelerated healing. But bigger things…she would use her own “Because I heal better” she would say. 

Like after he’d taken the weight of a building their sophomore year, she’d used her own energy to heal that. He watched the colour drain from her face, watched slashes and bruises come and go across her skin, watched her exhaust herself right in front of him as the pain eased from his body.

After a fight like this neither had the energy to heal something as severe as this. But she did it anyway.

She does heal better. Quicker, more efficiently. It’s hard to leave any kind of mark on her because her body just rids itself of it.

So she lay in a hospital bed, half dead, as her body begins to repair what should be fatal.

Tony was exhausted, on the brink of death, he’d had nothing left to use up. She herself had been spent. So she took, and she gave. She gave what little energy she had left to Tony and took as much pain and damage from him as she could. Took as much as she could until her body gave out.

Tony woke later that night. Exhausted. Badly scarred. Weaker than Peter had ever seen him. 

But alive.

Peter is sitting at her bedside now, holding her hand in his. Needing to feel that it’s warm, needing physical proof that she’s alive. He’s fading in and out of consciousness. Fighting sleep because he can’t risk something happening while he’s asleep. It would be a restless, nightmare filled sleep anyway.

“Tony, we shouldn’t be arguing about this; you’re exhausted; you need to rest. We can talk about this la-“ He can hear Steve’s voice in the next room.

“We’re talking about this now.” Tony responds. 

Peter, even with his heightened senses, can barely hear him. He tries to tune them out, focusing instead on her heartbeat. A comforting, familiar sound that lulls him into a sense of security. 

But the next words he hears make his blood run cold, and his head snap up.

“He’s my grandson. He’s likely scared. He can’t have his mother, so let me see him.” Tony sounds angry despite his severely weakened state.

“Tony…�� Steve says gently. “Look at yourself. You’ll only scare him more. He’s my grandson too. Let me look after him.”

Peter takes a moment. 

Grandson. 

Tony has no biological children other than y/n. There is Harley…a boy Peter’s age that Tony had taken in when they were thirteen. They’d been fast friends. And…maybe Harley could have had a child in the five years Peter had been gone…except he’d been in the same place as Harley for the last five years, and there was no child. 

So…so that must mean that y/n had…that she’d had a child. 

Sometime in the last five years she’d moved on…gotten pregnant…had a baby? He shakes his head, his chest aches. His feet move before he’s fully aware of it. He walks into Tony’s room. He stands there silently, until Steve notices him.

“Peter.” He whispers, a sigh in his voice.

Peter laughs weakly, tears on his cheeks that have no right to be there. It had been five years, he had no right to have expected her to wait five years. “I um…” He clears his throat, sniffing. “I didn’t mean to eavesdrop…it’s just so quiet here.” He says quietly.

“Kid ther-“ Tony starts but Peter holds up a hand.

“Don’t…don’t. It’s okay. You don’t need to defend…just…if there’s a way I can help? I could call his father, if someone hasn’t already or…or go pick up anything that he might need…or…or I can fuck off if you think that would be bett-“

“Peter.” Tony says as firmly as he’s capable of. Peter looks up. “Come sit. We need to talk.” He says, gentler now.

He’s four. His name is Ben. He’s with Happy. They won’t let him run to him. He’s four. His name is Ben. He’s with Happy. He can’t go to him. He’s four. His name is Ben. He’s safe with Happy. He’s safe. His name is Ben. He’s four. He’s Peter’s.

She had been pregnant. 

It had been early. 

So early that it had been months before she even realised. Half of the universe disappeared, Peter included.

And months later she had given birth to their son.

Their son.

Ben.

[ironspidersblog]

Father and son on and off the screen