#capdad

[calumthedestroyer]

FORGET IRONDAD AND SPIDERSON (don’t actually forget, I love them too, I promise) GIVE ME CAPDAD AND SPIDERSON- GIVE ME STEVE ROGERS MEETING THIS TEEN FROM QUEENS AND THINKING: “huh- so THIS is what Bucky had to deal with” AS PETER FLINGS HIMSELF INTO DANGER THAT EVERYONE ELSE TOLD HIM TO AVOID- GIVE ME STEVE AND TONY ARGUMENTS WHERE TONY ASKS PETER FOR BACK UP AND PETER GOES: “I’m sorry Mr. Stark, but I agree with Mr. Rogers” ALL TO BE HIT WITH A: “you can call me Steve, kid”. WHERE IS THIS MEDIA BECAUSE I NEED IT SO BAD, PLEASE I BEG FANFIC WRITERS TO WRITE STUFF ABOUT THEM AND TAG ME 🙏🙏🙏🙏

[colossrat]

Big sister's experience deciding what to wear for her little brother, but it's Mary and Billy

They've been called up for a reconnaissance mission in undercover, but everyone knows Captain Marvel SUCKS at it because he always shows up with a huge trench coat, sunglasses, a mysterious hat and his bright red suit would still be pocking up somewhere

But they really need Marvel to do it, and he's like "don't worry! This time I can really pull it off, okay? I promise"

But Mary is there, Mary listens and she smiles like a little devil

"The problem is that Cap is terrible at dressing up, he's such a workaholic that he doesn't even know how to dress without the hero vibes anymore. But that's okay! Mister Batman, can we have some money? I promise I'll make Cap look unrecognizable for this mission! There's just nothing really suitable in his wardrobe."

And Batman just says, "Okay, I'll send you enough money. Please, Miss Marvel, don't let him come in his suit again…"

And then they plan to have Marvel show up at the watchtower before the mission, because they need to make sure he's actually dressed for it. And well, it ends up with Guy Gardner setting off the alarms because of an intruder, but when they go see him, it's Marvel who's looking like the most dad-like guy ever.

flannel shirt, high shorts, tacky belt, a FAN PACK!!! and sneakers

But like, he looks so normal. Seriously. His hair is different, he even has some makeup on to fake frown lines and dark circles on his face. He looks very human, very civil, and he's so dad-coded. Captain Marvel is already dad-coded, but like, a super dad. This dad in front of them is just a tired and proud father with tired eyes but a smile that shows how happy he is in this role.

Mary comes next, she is also dressed as a teenager, and she is smiling so brightly that the stars are jealous.

She is very proud and thanks them so much for letting her do this. She always wanted to pick out Cap's clothes because he is terrible at it and she loved playing dress up with him for a while.

The undecover goes well, it's in a mall and no one even blinks at the dad!cap and daughter, both super casual and happy and normal

Later, Batman finds a video from a security camera, and it's 4 in the morning in a clothing store, Mary and Marvel are there and it really looks like they're playing dress up. Mary picks out things for him, he tries them on and goes to show them to her, he makes some jokes, parades, laughs a lot and everything

Bruce finds this father and daughter moment (because they really don't know they're brother and sister) really cute and it inspires him to ask his daughters to go shopping with him soon

Well, he deletes the videos for the heroes' safety, but he has a backup because he wants to show it to other league mates too. Plus, information.

And Mary is so happy, she wishes she could dress Billy too, not just Marvel. Because, my God, Billy Batson, YOU'RE NOT GOING TO SCHOOL WITH ME IN THOSE SONIC SHOES, SONIC T-SHIRT, BATMAN SHORTS AND WONDER WOMAN JACKET, GET OUT OF HERE

[hurtspideyparker]

Tony laughs with all his might, rolling waves of joy and uncontrollable fervor. His body bends over like origami—there's something beautiful in the folds where he can't catch his breath.

Steve watches him, how he tries to grab at Peter to get him to stop talking, "kid, shut up or I'm gonna piss myself—seriously!", but Peter is as fixated on his joke as he is mischievous, delighting in the unencumbered laughter he's pulling from Tony.

This is Steve's favourite joke. Not that he heard it considering he just walked in, or could understand it if he did (Tony keeps chuckling over the word 'tachyons'), but anything that makes his boyfriend light up like a million lumens is positively the greatest thing in the world.

He wants this. Wants Tony this happy, Peter this excited, wants a family. This family.

He tries to say as much.

"I wish I could get you pregnant."

The entire room freezes. Steve is probably the most shocked of all by his own words, but Peter and Tony pause their chuckling and immediately set their laser focus on him.

"I—I misspoke—"

It's too late to explain himself. Peter and Tony look at each other, and in the next moment they're both falling over each other in laughter.

"I'm actually gonna piss—"

Peter cuts Tony off with such a raucous guffaw that Steve's concerned the boy is about the cough up a lung.

Tony curls into a little ball on the floor with his head buried in his knees, entire body shaking with laughter so hard that he's gone silent. Peter falls to the ground as well, forehead pressing against the concrete and smacking his hand against the flat surface.

"What a knee slapper—"

Peter starts giggling even harder at his own words that Steve can't help but join in on the ridiculousness.

The red flush of Peter's face becomes as hilarious as it is concerning, and Steve's sure him and Peter both could colour match a ripe tomato. If Tony's quiet is any indication, he's probably blue from lack of oxygen. All the laughter is coming out, none of the air in. If Steve wasn't so consumed with adoration and joy he'd be concerned.

Once Tony is able to curb his suffocation he blooms like a rose; opening up and falling onto his back, limbs splaying out as remnants of laughter slip from his pink petal lips.

"Ah, you amuse me Rogers."Steve can't help but grin back at the man, elated and proud.

"Well, at least I'm capable of that."

Tony giggles softly, unerasable smile soaking Steve in its warmth. He reaches a hand out for Steve to help him up.

"I wouldn't count yourself out so fast. I'd like to try this whole impregnation thing. Maybe if we keep practicing it'll take," Tony conspires, instead using Steve's unsuspecting hand to tug him down and on top of him on the floor.

"Oof—oh," the large man catches himself with his forearms before he can crush the body under him, hovering there as Tony leans up to rub their noses together.

Not that he'd say it out loud, but Tony really reminds him of a cat sometimes. Prickly, beautiful, and the sweetest little thing when they actually like you. Steve smiles privately at the thought and the affectionate touch.

"Ew, PDA!"Peter shouts in offense.

Steve tries to move back but Tony grabs the back of his neck, pulling him into a kiss that Steve falls all too easily into.

"Ugh, you guys are so gross. Romance ruins everything."

The sound of Peter's fading footsteps plays in the background of Steve's mind, too focused on the pleasant hand running through his hair and tongue licking into his mouth.

"FRIDAY, lockdown the lab," Tony whispers against his lips.

"On it boss."

Steve pulls back far enough to raise an eyebrow.

"What? You're the one who wants to get me pregnant."

"I didn't mean right now—no, I didn't mean it at all, obviously. That's impossible. I just..."

"Well I mean right now. Maybe we'll revisit the whole kids thing when we're sure I can't have my own. First we gotta test that theory though," he smirks and pulls Steve back into a kiss.

Yeah, Steve doesn't mind a little hands on experimentation. Tony is always so smart.

[what-the-cap-dude]

Steve Rogers called Peter Parker "Queens" like, twice, and the Capdad and Spider son community has been rolling with it for YEARSSS

[akiohisahiko]

The team of Spidey's fathers! I'm sorry but I see them too much like that. I would have loved that in the MCU we got more scene with Steve and Peter :'(.

(Ps:Tony is not dead; it's a hallucination collective! Let me in my denial...Please)

[iminlovewithatexasgirl]

Guys c'mon, nothing can happen to Bobby. Capdad WILL officiate the buddie wedding. C'mon c'mon c'mon c'mon. He WILL see them going canon and he WILL be there to celebrate

[earth2orion]

i NEEED steve rogers boydad content like rn im not sorry

[tinycoffeebiggun]

⍟⎊   Super  Family    ⎊⍟

ᴀᴛ sᴋʏғᴀʟʟ   :    ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅs ᴄᴏʟʟɪᴅᴇ   &   ᴅᴀʏs ᴀʀᴇ ᴅᴀʀᴋ

❝ we create our own demons. who said that? what does that even mean? doesn’t matter, i said it cause he said it. so now he was famous and that’s basically get said by two well known guys. i don’t, uh, i’m going to start again. let’s track this from the beginning... ❞  ―  Tony Stark

can be read on here as well archiveofourow

The first missile meant to send shockwaves through the structure of the mansion, rattle the metal frame which cement walls clung to and form cracks in the foundation. It had succeeded in that aspect plus the stunning of the occupants within the structure even if adrenaline drown out the initial shock of the realisation of what is happening made the father scurry sore limbs to draw an invisible line from his nervous system to awaken the autonomous prehensile propulsion suit or Mark XXXIX to encapsulate the most valuable thing in the tumbling structure, his son. Mark XL got blown to smithereens by that of the second impact broke the earthly chains that bound the manmade structure to set it free. Show time for Mark XLI only to have a shower of bullets from the flying machine above the crack in the ceiling, Tony was without armour on top of crumbling earth, at least his son was protected and out of the rubble raining building, a near miss of the sofa that aimed for his shins to dive into the briny depths. From overstepping to caught himself, only to step into the secure feeling of metal encompassing his body tightly like that of a hug from a friend, Mark XLII. 

He only had one shot at any attempt of them getting to the front of the house where his son stood on firm ground, palm angled skyward as the shadow of the tail covered him, bright beaming powerful blast emitted from his palm. What he hadn’t thought of was the chain reaction from the pilot and machine working against each other, thus was what broke the ceiling and leap for life from the iron clattered man trying to grip onto the steadier ground of the house, pulling himself up as he watched the helicopter get swallowed by the churning sea below. There he hung trying to hoist himself up, only to receive that of the grand piano to the shellhead causing him to topple into the waters below.

Propellers sliced at nothing but something altogether, air to high tail it out of the line of fire of three unknown helicopters, cameras that hadn’t stopped rolling since arriving at the Malibu mansion of one of Earth’s greatest heroes, Iron Man. Paparazzi had been waiting to get a photo of the man, the legend and not such a myth, accompanied by one of his two sons, the rumours that spread at wildfire capacity at the belief that he and Captain America had broken up, it may have looked that way on the onlookers perspective. The reason why Tony Stark was in town meant nothing and for whirling chops from copters to retreat back as the camera lens stayed of the atrocity of what once was a home, now turned to rubble from the third missile thus designed to kill. 

❝ Breaking news, warning that the live footage you’re about to witness may be disturbing to some, we’d advise you to send small children out of the room... The footage that is displayed on the screen is that of Tony Stark’s mansion being attacked on, it is still uncertain if the beloved hero and his son wherein the house on the initial impact. Anthony and Harley Stark-Rogers are now classed as missing persons. ❞

The global broadcasted reached out to every channel, showing the clips of the  attack on the Stark cliff mansion to all whom feasted eyes upon it though it wouldn’t be until the NBC editors zoomed in on the footage to behold the iron man armour trying to cling onto the dilapidating building only to be lost from the final explosion. That really added the pain into the chest cavities of Steve and Peter whom ended up catching it on the screens that happened to be muted from a called meeting by Natasha, both had believed it was to do with their mission but no instead it was as if someone shoved their hand through flesh and the charm like the opening of the rib bones to rip out each heart right in front of them, shock took over them. As ocean eyes  adverted from the screen to meet that of a  tear-stained cheeked son, causing the father to not be able to utter out a word of comfort. The shattering of his heart, shrapnel pieces ricocheting against jagged bones as Natasha droned on, he just watched the man he loves, loved, loves be swallowed alive by their vacation house and there was no sight of Harley, his breath caught up in the back of his throat as he swallowed back the air. The loss of his strength to use his legs, close the distance towards himself and his son, allowing his son to fell onto him, just cry and a quiet nod from an unspoken queue to get the quinjet ready for take off.

Fly over was gut-wrenchingly quieting from the freckled face teen staring blankly, being abnormally quiet until the outburst that came from nowhere from the urgency need to see what is left, see if there is a clue and the dying hope that they could be alive, a strong arm catching him just under his arm from the weight upon his own chest that he had realised that he was sinking to the floor of the jet or that he even stood. Calming words did nothing for his son, Peter. No soothing nor ease, just brought out more waterworks and if Steve didn’t have to be strong for his son then he’d be doing the same thing. 

There as the most haunting and yet taunting thing Steve has beheld ever in his life, the head of a suit damage on the ledge of where the front steps to the holiday house once where, now all ghostly images of what once stood here and what it once represented. A home for a family to seek time away from the chaos of the world, the family’s safe haven.