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@aquillastark
Hi honey bunnies
༻☾⋆∘✩☁️✩☾∘⋆༺ ‹⊹›༻☾⋆∘✩☁️✩☾∘⋆༺
I'm Aquillastar, but you can call me aquilla.
Also you can call me Siliry.
I know. Nothing of that have a connection, just follow me in my madness.
I’m a multifandom girl. I’m from 🇲🇽 so my first language is not English.
My favorite shipps are:
☁️ Starker
☁️Snarry
☁️Wolfstar
☁️Jegulus
☁️Aziracrow
☁️Hannigram
☁️Grindeldore
But here you’ll only find starker.
If you don’t shipp any of this, I respect it. But you respect me. xoxo
Tony doesn’t want to burden anyone so he’s always hid bad days and hurts
But when he and Peter start their relationship he promises himself to be better this time. To not hide when it gets bad
He has to find out that it’s somehow impossibly hard to actually speak up about it
But that’s okay because Peter sees when Tony gets twitchy, when his smile is a little bit to fake bright and a little bit too brittle, when the jokes he makes are meant to distract
Peter watches and notices and he stops what they’re doing to ask about it
Speaking up might seem impossible but answering Peter’s softly asked questions seems like the easiest thing Tony ever did
Ironman
Iron = Fe
Man = Male
Fe + Male = Female
That means Ironmans true identity is a female person
Tony knowing that Peter has such a thing about being a Good Boy and making Mr. Stark proud, so he leans into it when they have sex. Making Peter count his spankings and say thank you after each one. Telling Peter how good he’s doing, how much he’s improved, how pretty and red his ass is now. Making Peter watch their sex tapes back so he can learn from them. Having Peter ask before he cums, even if Tony’s on the other side of the world and Peter’s begging over the phone. And Tony still makes him earn it.
Tony takes Peter to the lakehouse
🤎
Baby Alpha Tony has always been obsessed with his pretty, curvaceous, and gorgeous older Omega brother Peter.
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@papermacherainbow
Peter sparring with Tony. Peter pins Tony down and ends up straddling his hips. Tony tries to flip them back over, but Peter keeps him pinned down with a victorious grin on his face. "Hah!" he's exhausted but clearly giddy with himself, "Admit defeat, Mr. Stark!" Tony's not one for losing, and definitely too prideful to lay back and take the kid's smug attitude. Tony starts to tickle Peter's sides and Peter ends up flailing on Tony's lap in a fit of laughter, his now weak hands throwing harmless punches at Tony's chest in a futile attempt to knock him away. (except tickling Peter was not smart on Tony's part. thanks to all the thrashing and shuffling, he's hard now. poor guy.)
Peter comes home after a long day at uni, absolutely exhausted and just plonks down on the couch
Tony sits down next to him and lovingly rubs his back and asks “anything I can help you with”
And Peter murmurs in a tired voice into the pillow “wanna squeeze your pecs”
They’re both stunned for a moment but then Tony has his shirt of and Peter’s hand placed on his pec in literal seconds and after that it just becomes a thing.
Because it’s kind of like a fidget toy that helps Peter destress after a long day
Peter getting jealous really quickly and Tony absolutely loving it because it’ll mean he’ll have Peter all over him, cuddling, kissing and publicly claiming every inch of Tony’s body
Tony refusing to do anything but sit there and watch while Peter rides him and does everything himself so he can claim on a technicality that he never fucked Peter. He didn't do anything wrong by just laying there and letting Peter do whatever he decided to do, and if his baby boy decided to bounce on his daddys cock till he cried and came all over himself well than thats not his fault, now is it?
Peter, deadly serious: Impregnate me. Daddy.
Tony: Holy shit.
Tony:
Tony: You can’t get pregnant.
Peter: Don’t ruin it!
Peter doesn’t know what he should get Tony as a Christmas present
Luckily Natasha is willing to help and gives him the great idea of making him a calendar with erotic pictures of Peter. She even helps him with making it
It’s only on Christmas itself that Peter finds out that Tony also didn’t know what to gift Peter and he also had Natasha help him
They may have the same present for each other but they both love it so it’s great actually
Peter’s fever makes the world feel underwater—sounds muffled, edges blurred. He vaguely registers Tony’s hand on his forehead, cool and steady.
“Hey,” Tony murmurs. “You with me, sweetheart?”
Peter hums something that might be yes. He’s twenty-three, an Avenger, technically very capable. Right now, he’s wrapped in three blankets and losing a fight with the flu.
Tony presses a mug to his lips. “Slow. It’s just tea. No nanites. Promise.”
Peter manages a weak smile and sips, then immediately leans into Tony’s side like it’s muscle memory. Tony freezes for half a second—then relaxes, arm coming around him without thinking.
“You should be in the lab,” Peter mumbles.
“I am,” Tony says. “This is advanced field research on stubborn superhumans who refuse to rest.”
Peter laughs, which turns into a cough. Tony rubs slow circles between his shoulder blades until it passes.
“Stay?” Peter asks, quiet, vulnerable in a way he rarely lets himself be.
Tony kisses his hair, careful, reverent. “I’m not going anywhere.”
Peter’s breathing evens out soon after, warm and solid against Tony’s chest. Tony stays still, watching the rise and fall, thinking—absently—that saving the world can wait a few hours.
This? This matters.
two died that day, but only one stopped breathing.
“You ever kiss anyone hanging down like that?” Tony asked with a grin, staring up at the spiderling who was dangling down from an alleyway’s fire escape, playfully hovering a few meters above his mentor.
Having heard that Spider-Man was in the area on patrol, Iron Man thought he would surprise the mentee he had been missing since the previous week's lab session.
The unexpected question caused Peter to fumble, his grip sliding him down closer to the other man as if that had been his cheeky response.
The young superhero was grateful to be wearing the mask, desperate to hide his burning cheeks. When Tony raised a brow, he wanted the ground to suddenly open up and swallow him whole.
“Uh-I…” Spider-Man sputtered, off to an amazing start. “Yes?”
“Is that a question?” Stark challenged, casually leaning against the filthy brick, grateful to be wearing his armor.
“No?” Peter responded, causing the other man to huff a laugh. “I- I mean I have, but it's kind of awkward to be honest…b-because of the height. Like if you don't get the height perfect on the first drop, you end up having to go back up and down and up and down until you get it–you know–right.”
Tony feigned indignation, holding his palms out in defense. “I was just talking about kissing, kid. What other extra moves you've–”
“What?!” The pitch of Peter's voice shot up several octaves. “That's-no, that's not what I–”
“I'm just fucking with you. Don't get your panties in a twist, Spider-Man,” the billionaire said, pushing away from the wall to move under his companion.
Peeved at Stark’s teasing, he decided to reciprocate, hoping to throw him off-kilter. “But wait, Mr. Stark, I'm not wearing any–oh, sorry. You were just making a joke.”
Tony's smirk immediately dropped for a brief moment before his lips bounced back by recurling. After a beat, Tony broke the silence saying, “So you say it's the height discrepancy that's the issue?”
Peter opened his mouth to respond, but froze as soon as he noticed that Tony was abruptly inching nearer, now hovering using the thrusters in his boots.
As he moved to close the distance between them, Tony clarified, his voice so quiet that Peter barely heard it over his own racing heartbeat, “Because I have some ideas of ways we could fix that…”
THIS IS SO FUCKING HOT!
I’m waiting for the next chapter so bad 😭
Bruce Tony friendship be like:
Also this did numbers and Twitter lol
