Thinking about all the subtle irondad canon in MCU.
The ease Peter used Stark tech to make his suit in FFH meaning he's likely spent time in Tony's lab
All the types of Spider-suits in the data base implying Tony had been working on tons of Spider-Man gadgets and suits for Peter
Peter has been an Iron Man fan since he was at least 8 years old
Tony lent Peter a car to take his driver's test (from a car commercial)
Tony actually listens to all the unimportant details of Peter's life (and remembers them) such as getting a churro on patrol and when he quit band practice
Tony to Happy about his party: "did you invite the kid? Why do you hate fun, I like the kid I want you to invite the kid" (from another commercial)
Tony thinks of himself as a father figure to Peter ("my dad never really gave me a lot of support and I'm just trying to break the cycle of shame")
Peter being Tony's favourite young adult
Peter is affectionately referred to as 'the kid' so often that everyone knows exactly who Tony is talking about (e.g. Steve, Happy)
Tony keeping a photo of Peter in his home after his death (for longer than he actually knew Peter)
Tony not wanting to mess with time travel because he valued a peaceful life with Pepper and Morgan over half the universe's population, only to change his mind at the thought of bringing Peter back
Thank you @charming-mug for this screenshot from the video game "Marvel's Midnight Suns".
I'm losing my mind. This quote, from an official source, has made my week. Because thats exactly it! Thats the point! It's not that Tony looks as Peter and wants to adopt him because hes just so cute or anything. Tony looks at Peter and sees himself!
He sees himself in miniature. He sees a kid with all the potential that Tony wasted, all the potential that Tony mourned throwing away. Tony wants to make sure that Peter gets all the parts of Tony that Tony is proud of, and that Peter avoids the parts that still haunt Tony.
Tony gives Peter tech. He gives him access to the lab, new suits, and academic validation. He tries to make sure that Peter gets the chance to grow up as surrounded by tech as Tony did.
But! Tony is there! He actually helps, he makes sure Peter knows that the tech is a gift, and its there because Tony thinks Peter is worthy of it. And Tony is somewhat strict (ferry scene, yelling in infinity war, ect.) because I'm sure a part of him wishes that Howard had stopped Tony from partying and throwing his life away.
Irondad works so well, in my opinion, because its not that Tony thinks that he would be a good dad and so he finds some kid to take in. Its good because Tony finds a piece of himself in the way Peter behaves, and he starts feeling responsible for it. He is PUSHED into parenthood by his sense of responsibility and guilt over his past.
Tony looks at peter and sees who he could have been. He wants to make sure that Peter ends up better than him. Tony wants to right the wrongs done to him, to make sure Peter doesn’t experience the hurt that followed Tony into adulthood.
(And then Peter lost a mother-figure and a father-figure, and both were killed in a way that Peter doesn’t feel right to blame the murderer for their deaths. And Peter got put into the public eye, every movement criticized. And the Peter was so famous that his "bad publicity" held him back from his dream school.
Tony wanted Peter never to experience the things that hurt Tony. But Toy didn't live long enough to watch as all his efforts were proven to be in vain.
Because history repeats. The son becomes the father. Theres only one way this story ends.)
" And with that last score tally it puts Team USA's Sargent James Barnes for GOLD in shot put!"
"Truly a moment in history. He was pulled out of competition 10 years ago when he was drafted for the army. Lost his arm and was a surprise show up at the trails for the Paralympics this year."
" Sure is Stan, and a bunch of the other members Team USA Olympics stayed on to cheer on their team mates at the Paralympics too. What a great show of commodore."
" Looks like Sargent Barnes is making a run for the stands in search of a flag."
The camera pans over to a man screaming, big smile on his face with his one arm raised, before he takes off from the sidelines to run toward the stands. Crowd is cheering, waving signs and flags.
" Looks like part of Team USA's Gymnastic team is going wild in the stands! There is Peter Parker, he won 1 gold and 2 Bronze metals just a few weeks ago in his categories. And looks like Sargent Barnes is running toward them, what a …"
Peter was waving a large American flag, its draped behind him as he holds it up. As Bucky rushing up toward the stands, Peter leans down, his arms open. Once Bucky is close they embrace each other in a hug.
The crowd is still cheering, but then Bucky moves his arm to not be wrapped around Peter anymore. He moves his arm so that he can move his hand to grasp the back of Peter's neck, and pulls him into a kiss.
The crowd gets loud again.
Peter pulls away from the kiss with a laugh. Pulling the flag from out from behind himself, to draped around Bucky. He gives him another quick kiss, mouthing something to him.
Bucky has a huge grin on his face as he stares up at Peter. He says something and then he winks at him, cause Peter to roll his eyes and laugh more before he lets go. He makes sure Bucky gets a hold of the flag before he heads back out to the field to get his medal.
Tony was raised in a time where men don’t show feelings and have to be strong and where overall there was a lot of toxic masculinity.
While Peter was raised with practically the completely opposite mindset.
And I just think about how yeah sure Tony is Peter’s mentor and teaches him a lot of stuff. But slowly and steady Peter teaches Tony that it’s okay for men to cry. It’s okay to be vulnerable. It’s okay to get pampered. It’s okay to get flowers. It’s okay to cuddle just because you want to. And it’s okay to be whoever you want to be.
And Tony needs a long time, but Peter is nothing if not persistent. Eventually Tony won’t feel bad about dragging Peter to bed in the middle of the day just because he really needs a good cuddle session right now. He won’t feel guilty for the happy little jump his heart makes when Peter comes home and brings him a beautiful bouquet of flowers. He will not hide his face when tears are streaming down his face because he misses Jarvis. And he will trust that Peter will catch and comfort him when everything gets too much.
Peter was lucky enough to catch worldwide famous popstar Tony Stark’s attention and become mentored by him when he first debuted.
Their relationship becomes closer than expected when they fall in love behind closed doors, and of course, everyone speculates about just how close they really are.
It’s totally just a coincidence that they go on Graham Norton’s show together on the day that marks their one year anniversary.
Tony calls Peter “angel face” while railing him till he cries, because in this household, we love corruption k1nk. That’s it, that’s the fic.
For @starkerfestivals | Fill: K1NK Discovery / LINK TO AO3
Gifting this to @peterr-parrkerr and @tonyandpeter for supporting and encouraging my filth LMAO
“Oh, c’mon, angel face,” Tony crooned, low and gravelly in his ear. “Lemme hear it, gimme those sounds from heaven, angel.”
Peter let out a small sob at Tony’s words, gasping as his hand relentlessly stroked his cock in slow, fluid motions. He felt another bead of sweat trickle down the side of his face to his neck. “M-Mr. Stark—”
“That’s me,” Tony chuckled, his thumb tracing circles around the head of his cock, making Peter let out another broken moan. “You need something from me, sweet thing?”
“‘m not— not—”
“You’re not what?” Tony’s hand picked up its pace, twisting with a snap every time it reached the base of his cock, and Peter’s hips jerked upwards to meet him halfway, desperate and wanting.
“N-Not— Mr. S-Stark, ‘m not—”
“Let me finish your sentence for you.” Tony cut Peter off mid-stammer by leaning in close, hand still pumping his red, leaking cock, and mouthed at his jaw. Dusting little kisses along Peter’s jawline, he breathed, “You’re not an angel.”
Peter’s breath hitched in his chest, practically echoing in his throat, but he couldn’t say anything, because Tony kept talking.
“You’re not an angel, but you sure as hell look like one.” Tony gripped his cock tighter, hand slowing, making him keen. “You sure as hell make the prettiest noises ever, too, letting out fuckin’ angel songs, aren’t you?”
“Y-Yes!” Peter gasped, because yes, yes, Tony was right, Mr. Stark was always right—
Tony pulled back and dipped his head to mouth at his cock from bottom to top, letting his tongue drag over the slit, sending sparks up Peter’s spine, making him see all the fucking stars in the entire universe flash before his eyes. “Taste just as sweet, too.”
“Hnghh—”
“As pretty as an angel, baby, bambi eyes and pink lips and red cheeks,” Tony continued, voice crooning in a low sing-song tone. “Pretty boy with a pretty cock, ‘course people would think you’re an angel. Hell, you had me fooled the first time too, didn’t you?”
“U-Uh-huh—!”
“Mmm, that’s right.” Tony pulled his hand back when Peter arched up, gasping and spluttering, face turning even more red, and he watched with a look of admiration on his face when Peter wailed in desperation, like he was looking at a piece of art displayed in a museum, hung up on a wall looking oh-so-pretty, like a masterpiece.
“Such pretty noises from a sinner,” Tony murmured when Peter collapsed back down, chest heaving and heaving as his cock angrily dribbled more pre-come, so close, so close but not yet. “Bet you wanna come so bad, huh, you poor thing?”
“Ple-ase,” Peter choked out, fisting the sheets beneath him like that would somehow help him, would take away the burning ball of heat in his gut, building more and more until it hurt. “M-Mr. Stark—”
“You know the rule, baby,” Tony murmured. Peter’s eyes snapped opened just in time for him to see Tony leaning in, and he dipped his head back to let him slot their lips together, wet noises filling up the room, punctuated by Peter’s small gasps and Tony’s exhales of satisfaction.
“Please,” Peter begged again when Tony finally pulled back, his mind beginning to go fuzzy with white noise.
“You know the rule, angel face,” Tony repeated. His hands gently manhandled Peter over onto his stomach, squeezing until his skin went white from the pressure, and he kissed the small of Peter’s back, right above the swell of his ass. “Sweet, needy sinners who pretend to be angels don’t get to come until I do.”
Peter let out a dry sob at the words, hips grinding down desperately to try to gain friction, some sort of relief.
“Now, now,” Tony chuckled, carding a hand through Peter’s hair affectionately, indulgently, like he wasn’t making him cry. “Shhh, no tears, angel face, none of that. Be good for me, now.”
“Y-Yes, Mr. Stark!” Peter gasped, squeezing his eyes shut, feeling his wet eyelashes brush against each other.
He keened when Tony entered him in one smooth motion, having been already prepped, teased and fingered for hours already, and he couldn’t help but clench, feeling— needing to, to hold on, to never let Tony go, wanting to feel the burn—
“Yeah,” Tony breathed. “Yeah, there you go, fuck, angel, you— you’re so tight, so wet, jesus, you’re perfect.” His hips slowly picked up their pace, along with Peter’s noises that grew more and more desperate.
“Mr. St— please— I-I need—”
“Is that begging I hear?” Tony asked in a mockingly incredulous tone, and Peter let out a dry sob in protest. “Is that begging coming from a sweet innocent mouth? Do I have a sinner on my hands?”
The words sent a wave of arousal and need that washed over Peter, and he shuddered, feeling— feeling like he needed something, he just— he just didn’t know what—
“You think an angel can have an ass this fuckin’ wet and needy?” Tony cracked a hand down on his left cheek, making Peter sob. “You think so, angel face?”
And that was what he needed.
Arching, he gasped, “N-No!” Peter’s voice was muffled from the pillow that he’d buried his face into to bite back his moans, trying to hold them back. “‘m—‘m sorry—”
“Sorry?” Tony gave a mocking noise of surprise. “You’re sorry? Whatever could you be sorry for?”
“F-For lying, for, for bein’ a si— a sin—” Peter stammered, breaking off into loud mewls as Tony gripped his hips hard, pounding into him.
“Oh, yeah, I bet you’re fucking sorry. But that’s okay, I gotcha, I’ll help you out, little angel. C’mon, angel face, my little sinner,” Tony crooned. “Show me what you can do with this sweet, sweet ass.”
“Yes, Mr. S-Stark!” Peter gasped, lifting his ass to push back against Tony every time his hips snapped forward, and Tony made a noise in the back of his throat. He was so close, so close, the words, sinning, it was all so much, so much and so good—
“Yeah, just like that,” Tony breathed. “Yeah, there you go, angel.”
Peter mewled, and stuttered, “T-Thank you, thank y-you, M-Mr. Stark— thank y-you—”
And then Tony was spilling into him, grinding down and closer like he wanted to, to claim him, own him, sin with him—
Peter felt a hand on his cock and his breath hitched loudly in his throat, a wet, ragged click that seemed to echo in the room, and then came Tony’s voice, low and gravelly. “C’mon, angel, show me what you can do, show me how you can sin, show me how filthy and needy and slutty and desperate you are, c’mon, give it to me, let me hear you.”
So Peter gave, because he always did, when it came to Mr. Stark.
He sobbed, fucking into Tony’s fist desperately, entire body wracked with tremors and gasps until he was spurting strings of white, all over Tony’s hand and on the sheets and everywhere—
He felt his arms and legs completely turn to jello and he collapsed, gasping and writhing, and he heard Tony inhale sharply as he pulled out slowly. A finger brushed over his hole, where Tony’s come was trickling out, a thumb pushing it back in, and Peter mewled helplessly, clenching.
“So filthy, look at’chu,” Tony said in a tone of utter and complete admiration. “Look here for me, angel face, lemme see the tear tracks on your face.”
Peter obediently turned, eyes still half-lidded, and Tony’s eyes flicked over his face, lingering on the his swollen lip, where he’d bitten and bitten to hold back from coming, and his wet eyelashes, the sweat on his forehead—
And then he extended his hand and Peter’s lips instinctively parted, tongue flicking out to drag through his own come, still on Tony’s hand, an offering that he couldn’t and wouldn’t refuse.
“When angels make a mess,” Tony murmured, eyes never leaving Peter’s face, “they gotta clean it up so that there’s no trace of it left. Clean up your sin, hide it, angel face, so we can do it all over again tomorrow.”
Maybe SIM Tony decided he needed an HEIR but he has never found the right Omega for himself. It couldn't just be anyone. He had standards.
And when his number one, his Winter Soldier, found out, well maybe he offered to hunt the perfect specimen down. And it takes a few months, but when Tony received the file that had photos of Spiderman and this adorable Bambi eyed twink he knew he was perfect.
Maybe he even works as a low level intern at SI and wore goggles and safely outfits so he never stood out.
But now Tony and his Winter Soldier will do anything to bring this little omega under them.
i like to think that bucky is someone who always has to be obsessed with another person.. like at first it was steve but then he left so bucky just felt listless and didn’t know what to do with himself until he got to know pete and suddenly he remembered why he used to like living so much
It's a good concept! He has always been kept busy. Protecting Steve, fighting, protecting Steve, Hydra missions, protecting Steve, fighting Hydra, protecting Steve, protecting the world, and then more missions
His only "down" time was while he was recovering on his goat farm. He was kept busy after Steve left cause he was trying to make amends to people.
And Peter is as much a magnet for danger as Steve was. But Peter is kinder. He doesn't try be a man. He just tries to be a better person.
Peter has just enough sassy and soft that just leaves Bucky spinning. He wants to see what that spider can do but also protect him as much as he can.
Pepper sighed as she exited the elevator to head toward the lab. About two hours ago, she received the notification she and Rhodey set up several years ago. Rhodey was already en route to the tower. Should be here in the next twenty minutes.
When the doors slid open to the lab, she found Tony sitting in a chair, hand deep into a robot, but his focus was on a projected screen in front of him. Looks like he was reading paged of book. When he tilts his head a certain way, the pages turn.
" Tony. What are you doing?"
" Nothing. Just reading"
" Uh huh. Then why did Friday notify me that you unblocked Peter's on the server"
" Hey! Big tattle tell Friday! Don't worry about it, Pep. It's been a while, and I heard from Brucie that Peter published another paper. And I just wanted to read it. "
" Don't start this up again Tony. You go down this rabbit hole its going to be like before"
" Have faith Pepper! I'm just reading a paper, I'm not asking him out."
" Again?"
Tony swirls around in his chair and faces Pepper.
" I can control myself!"
" Said that the last 3 times. This time isn't going to work. Just leave him be Tony"
" It's not going to be anything! His idea to use some nano tech in closing wounds is intriguing, but we would have to test that out. Lots more research. I could get a grant for him to explore it. "
" Tony!"
Pepper stomps her foot to get his attention before he goes off on a tangent. This is how it always goes with Peter and Tony.
See Tony met Peter when Peter was 18 and was doing a summer internship at the tower. They hit it off and started a whirlwind romance. And that's how it went.
Things would be great, then Peter would ask for more, and Tony would break up with him. They separate for a while. Peter does something that draws Tony back in, and they try to be friends and end up where they started.
It's not like Tony doesn't know that Peter knows himself in the ways of science. But it came to the relationship? The long haul? Tony wanted that, but Peter was just so young, so he kept pushing him away.
They have been doing this song and fance for years. The last break up was a year and a half ago.
And Peter left without a fuss this time. Simply packed up his bags, told Tony to stop contacting him til he grows up and figures out what he wants. But not wait for him cause he was absolutely done.
The doors open to the lab again and Rhodey walks out.
" i don't smell alcohol so Tony is still sober. Whats the emergency Pepper"
" PGMATDK Protocol "
" Shit okay. "
Tony blinks.
" Hey! Only I'm allowed to have acronyms!"
"Sure Tones. But brace yourself."
"What?"
Pepper sighs and looks to Rhodey before back to Tony.
" You've read just Peter's papers. Haven't researched into him again correct?"
Tony frowned and looked between the two.
" No just his published work..."
" Well I'm sorry that this is coming out but...Peter got married"
Tony stares at them before standing up and pacing.
" We have only been broken up a year and a half? When? To who? "
Tony spins around to look at them.
" Tell me it wasn't to that Strange guy"
" No he didn't marry Dr. Strange, someone else about a month ago.
Tony stares at them again before sitting down. Rhodey comes to stand next to him and puts his hand on his shoulder.
" I'm sorry Tony..."
They stayed like for a while before Tony whispered.
" Does he seem happy?"
" Don't open that box Tony. But... he does... yes."
