Fanfic Rec #106 Tony Stark & Peter Parker (Marvel) part 3
A Little Late On the Blood Work by Pixiemage
Tony eyed Peter for a moment. He looked nervous, tense. Scared. His knee was bouncing rapidly and Tony caught sight of the kid’s fingers plucking at the edge of his hoodie beneath his folded arms. The mannerisms were familiar, so strangely familiar, though Tony couldn’t quite place why. He pondered it for a half a breath before stepping forward.
“So.” Tony stopped in front of Peter. “You're the Spider...ling. Crime-fighting Spider. You're Spider-Boy?”
“I’m S…” Peter looked away, exasperated. “Spider-Man.”
Confirmation. It wasn’t until Tony was back in his car with Happy that he even paused to ponder the familiarity of the kid in the apartment, the lingering thoughts in the back of his mind, the tiny voice wondering why it felt like he had met Peter before. There was something oddly recognizable about him. Speaking with Peter - watching him, listening to him - was gnawing at the back of his mind. It was like there was something he was forgetting, something that was so memorable and yet just out of reach.
xXx
"Boss, I have the results from Mr. Parker's blood work. I've found a match in the system."
"A match to what, FRIDAY?"
A name lit up the screen. Tony blanched. God, he needed a drink.
Safety Net by baloobird
Peter hates when Tony drags him to meetings, but he soon figures out the real reason why his mentor does so.
Found by Spectra
Tony Stark is living the dream. A genius playboy with a pocketbook that could buy small countries, he spends most of his time partying and selling weapons to a military at war. He'd bartered off the last bits of his soul a long time ago, sporting the 'Merchant of Death' title with cocky nihilism. He had blood on his hands. If that bought him a one way ticket down under, he was fine with it.
Or so he'd thought. A small, brown eyed toddler has somehow, inexplicably, thrown a wrench in everything. But there were hundreds, hell, thousands of kids rotting away in New York's foster care system. Why did he care so much about this one?
Or,
Destiny decides to throw Tony a new fate. Headfirst. Right into his kneecaps.
The Supplejack by Elizabeth234
Peter Parker was alone his whole freshman year but finds hope when Stark Industries announces a science competition. The prize? An internship with Tony Stark.
The Media’s Prince by lia_ne
It wasn’t weird to think that Tony was Peter’s father. Peter had everything that a Stark should have: the mannerisms, the intelligence, the looks, the snark. So, logically, they weren’t surprised when the press started to spread rumors about Peter being Tony’s illegitimate son.The catch?
It turns out the press was right all along.
Steve had no idea what time it was, but he didn't really care. If he was being honest, he didn't want to go back to his apartment and face Bucky. He walked as slowly as possible to put off the dreaded conversation as long as possible.
The night was very crisp and cold. Steve had been too frantic to grab anything more than his motorcycle jacket. He had his hands stuffed deep into his pockets to keep them warm. The coat was already zipped up, but the cold cut right through him. He didn't bother to hide how his teeth chattered.
"Steve? Stevie!" He looked up to find who was calling for him. To his surprise, there was Bucky.
"Shit, Steve I've been looking everywhere for you. Where were you?" Bucky began. Steve shrugged. Bucky sighed. "You gonna let me explain?"
"What's there to explain? You don't love me anymore. Made that really clear," Steve scoffed.
"Look, it's more complicated than that. Can we just go back to your place? It's really cold out here," Bucky insisted, rubbing his arms.
That grabbed Steve's attention. Bucky never complained of the weather. Steve noticed Bucky was wearing only his long sleeved shirt for warmth. The night was cold enough that the super soldiers could see their breath. Steve didn't hesitate to take off his jacket and wrap it around Bucky's shaking frame.
The two soldiers walked back together. Steve kept an arm around Bucky's shoulders so they wouldn't be separated by the sidewalk traffic and to make sure he was okay. He finally dropped his arm once they made it inside the elevator. Steve refused to meet Bucky's eyes.
Once inside, Steve made a beeline for the kitchen to make some hot chocolate. Bucky followed him.
"Steve?"
"I'm listening," he answered without looking up.
"This is why I didn't wanna tell you! I knew you'd be upset," Bucky grumbled.
"Of course I'd be upset, Bucky," Steve sassed.
"Stevie, you know how much I care about you, right? I know it doesn't feel like it right now, but I do. A lot of really fucked up stuff has happened since we were last together. I have a lot I need to deal with before I can be your boyfriend again. As long as the soldier is dormant, I have to fight him back. I can't let my guard down or I'll just wind up a killing machine again," Bucky explained.
Steve finally stopped what he was doing, but still refused to look at Bucky. He rested his hands on the counter and took deep, shuddering breaths to hold back cries. "I'm sorry, Buck."
Bucky was silent.
"I'm so sorry, I didn't think about that. I'm sorry I was so selfish I didn't even think about what you survived or how it was still affecting you. I of all people should've known what you're going through, but I completely ignored it. I'm so, so sorry!" Steve said.
Bucky stood beside Steve, then turned him so they were finally face to face. "You've been through a lot, too, Stevie. You have every right to be a little selfish."
"But not with you," Steve sniffled. Bucky pulled him into a tight hug, and Steve hugged back as tightly as he could.
Zootopia and Irondad, the two things I didn’t know I needed to see together until I read @keep-a-bucket-full-of-stars and @baloobird‘s amazing story Blood On My Hands (Beast In My Heart)!!!
I absolutely love this story and this series so much, and I had a lot of fun making this scene and drawing my bois as tigers because you know I LOOOVE tigers!! Also, did you know there’s a beautiful, majestic creature called a Golden Tiger and it’s absolutely the cutest thing I’ve ever seen, hence why I turned Peter into one out of my own pure selfishness? Look it up right now. Damn adorable.
Anyways, I hope you guys liked this art! I’m working on some other requests at the moment but they may take a little while in-between my uni assignments hah! Hope you have a great day!
Happy FFWF!!! If RDJ and Tom Holland were to read one of your fics, which one would it be and why? How do you think they would react to it?
Okay, FIRST of all, if RDJ or Tom Holland were to read ANY of my fics, I would probably die inside. Partly from excitement, and partly from nerves/embarrassment. XD
Not that there’s necessarily anything, like, inherently embarrassing in any of my fics, but it’s the principle of the thing. XD
Anyways. To actually answer your question:
The ones that I would want them to read would be Nothing Wrong with Being Yourself or This is Where..., because I feel like those are two of my best Irondad and Spiderson fics.
In terms of what I think they’d actually read?
Hmmm....
I feel like Tom Holland would probably read The Meaning of Christmas, especially with Spider-Man: No Way Home coming up and supposedly being during Christmas. It’s a little bit cutsier and more comedy than whump/angst, which I think Tom would appreciate. As far as how he’d react, I think he’d laugh and smile--or, at least, that’s what I’m hoping. XD
I think Robert Downey Jr. would probably read Always and Forever or 5 Times Pepper Reminded Tony She'll Always Be There for Him and 1 Time He Reminded Her, because I feel like those are the most canonical/realistic to the actual storyline, plus a lot more complex, and I feel like he would appreciate the emotion/stories I added and the contexts I put them in. How he’d react...? I guess hopefully he’d smile at them and find them heartwarming. I don’t know lol.
In general, I feel like both of them would be willing to read Who Knew Birthdays Could Be So Complicated, ‘cause I feel like it’s such a complex story within itself, and it’s something they can both appreciate, with comedy and drama and whump and everything in between. I feel like they would both think the villain is pretty dumb, and they honestly might find the final boss fight a little silly or anticlimactic, but I think they’d appreciate it for what it is and find things that they both love about it. Well, that’s what I’d want anyways. XD
This was a really hard question, but I had fun answering it! Thank you, Kris!! <3 <3
P.S. Out of curiosity, does anyone know if the Marvel cast actually does search for/read fan fiction? Like, I know the Supernatural cast does, but is that a thing the Marvel cast does too??
This fic is for the @friendly-neighborhood-exchange
for @baloobird
Rating: Gen Warnings: None
No one knows that Peter Parker is Tony Stark’s son. What would happen if the media finds out?
Read on ao3
“Mr. Stark! Mr. Stark!” The paparazzi call out. “Do you care to comment on the leaked news that you have a son?”
On a normal day, Tony would just push past and ignore the whole ordeal. Today is different. If he didn’t get the vultures out of here, some smart reporter like the Ms. Christine Everhart in the front of the crowd would catch onto something… like a 15-year-old boy walking out of SI.
He scoffs and keeps walking, turning back at them as to lead them away. “What, isn’t this like the millionth time we’ve had a report like this?”
“Can you explain the photos of you eating lunch with a boy in a restaurant in Queens?” A reporter shows a printed photo of Tony sitting at a table with a boy with brown, wavy hair. The boy’s face is hidden from the camera.
“As you know, I hire interns for SI, and I like to personally vet them myself.”
“Will we be seeing much of this intern?”
Tony turns and glares straight at the man who asked the question “No, you will respect the young man’s privacy. He is not famous, nor does he want to be. If I see any of you trying to badger any one of my employees, I will have security throw you out and a restraining order will be filed. Do I make myself clear?”
The paparazzo leaves soon after – no one wants to be hit with a restraining order. Tony sighs and turns back to walk into Stark Industries.
Peter walks out, face bright and happy. “Hi Mr. Stark! How are you?”
“Hey Pete. Headed home?”
“Aunt May says we have to get Korean for dinner, and the place closes at 5:30 on Thursdays. So, I have to get home.” Peter shrugs.
“Sounds good. Send my regards.” Tony smiles. “Hey, if any reporters try to stop you, ignore them. I already threatened them with a restraining order.”
Peter grimaces, “Thanks, I guess.”
Tony’s heart drops when he sees Peter’s reaction. Truth of the matter is, Peter is Tony’s biological son. Only finding out this year when Pepper had found a letter from Mary Parker that Stane had hidden for over 10 years. Tony had wasted no time in going to meet his son but respected the boy’s low-profile life. What a surprise it had been that his son was the same Spiderman that he had been monitoring! It has been six months since Peter and Tony had first met, and Tony would love to spend as much time as he could with the boy and act as his father, but Tony knows the only way that would work is if the media knows who Peter is. He knows it’s Peter’s decision, and it’s looking like Peter would rather live his life out of the spotlight, and Tony understands. He totally understands. If only he could do that, Tony would never be in the spotlight again, but someone has to offer PR for both SI and the Avengers, and he knows he’s the best man for the job.
Tony stands watching Peter leave. Unbeknownst to him, one sneaky reporter watched the whole exchange. She takes a few pictures and commits them to memory. She’ll strike when the time is correct.
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“What do you think I should do?” Tony asks Pepper and Rhodey when they meet for dinner. “Should I ask him? Because I don’t want him to think that he has to, and you know how he is. He’s a people pleaser.”
“I think it should definitely be up to him,” Pepper tells him. “You just have to know how to word it.”
“I know. I want him to know that I love him and want to support him with whatever life he chooses.”
Rhodey takes his arm in his hand, “You’ll be fine. He loves you and you love him.”
“Yea, I know. I, I just get nervous that he’s going to regret meeting me. What if I act like Howard? You know how I get with binges.”
Pepper shoots him with a look so withering that he wants to shrivel up. He concedes, “Ok, ok. I’m just insecure. Thanks guys.”
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“How’s the falafel?” Tony asks, pointing his fork at Peter.
Peter smiles, “It’s delicious. How’s the curry chicken?”
“Ugh. It’s so good. Bruce would be so proud.”
They eat in silence for a few minutes until Tony speaks up, “Can I run something past you?”
Peter straightens up. “Sure! What’s up?”
“I, ah, was thinking… how do you want to come out as my son and heir to Stark Industries?”
“Like… tell the media?”
“Yeah… I know it’s a big decision, and one that can’t be reversed if you decide to go for it, so I’m going to give you time to think. And I just want you to know that however you choose to go with this, I fully support you.” Tony smiles at Peter.
“Thanks dad. I just… I hate that the paparazzi treats you. What if they treat me like that?”
“Then they will have an angry father to deal with.”
Peter smiles, then sighs. “I’ll think about it… just give me some time.”
“All the time you need. I’m here for you.” Tony stands up and hugs Peter.
“Thanks Dad. I know. I love you.”
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Two weeks later, Peter’s mind is made up for him. He and Tony are out getting lunch at his favorite Chinese place when a swarm of photographers and reporters gather outside.
Tony doesn’t realize until too late that they are here for Peter. They attack like vultures as he and the kid leave the building. “Tony! Is this your son? What’s his name? Mr. Stark! Kid, what’s your name?” Tony can feel Peter shrinking in on himself.
“Get. Out. Of. My. Way.” Tony growls.
“Peter Parker. You used to work for the Bulletin, right?” Someone asks. “You’re Tony Stark’s kid?”
Peter squeaks but huddles close to Tony’s side. Tony pushes through the crowd to push Peter into the back seat of his Rolls Royce. Once Peter is secure, he turns to the sea of reporters. “I need you to fucking step out of the way and leave us alone. He’s a kid, not a circus animal. Go find someone else to bother.”
“Mr. Stark. Who is he?” Voices all meld together.
“If any of you tries to follow to interview the kid, I will make your life hell. Remember that.” He slides in beside Peter.
“Hey,” Peter grabs his arm, and only then is when Tony realizes he was shaking. “Thank you, but I think we should put a message out. Is there any reporter we can trust?”
“As long as you’re sure, I can call one that I’ve dealt with before.”
Within two hours, one Christine Everhart arrives at Stark Tower to interview a protective parent and his newly found son.
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In the morning, Peter sends Tony a link to a Vanity Fair article with a 😊 emoji. Tony reads it and thanks God that he has an ally in Christine. She’ll scare the others off.
Going down to breakfast, Tony is happy to see Peter eating a bowl of cereal before school. “Hey kid.”
