#spider-bites

[gracieparkerr]

Peter is actually the strongest avenger just because he didn’t immediately kill himself after Tony said “this isn’t a hug im just grabbing the door for you”

[gracieparkerr]

In another effort of breaking the cycle; Tony routinely tells Peter that he appreciates his company. That he not only loves the kid, but likes him. He just doesn’t say it in so many words.

They’re working in the lab and he’s looking at Peter’s corrections to a faulty design: “Wow, Parker, this is really impressive. You came up with this?”

They’re out ordering food and he’s piling on to the order, studying the way Peter bashfully shifts on his feet: “You sure that’s all you want? I’ll order you extra in case you get hungry. You like the number five, right?”

They’re in a bloodied hallway and he’s trying to hold Peter still, but the kid is drugged up and squirming, trying to look at the carnage behind him: “I know. Hey, it doesn’t matter. You did good, you’re real brave. Don’t look at them, look at me. Keep looking at me. I’m proud of you. Thank you for protecting us. You did a good job.”

You’re incredible. I remember. I love you. We’re almost there.

[gracieparkerr]

Tony, absolutely baffled when he’s called to pick his intern up from school, because May can’t get out of work and Peter got in a fight with another student.

He shows up late, strolls into the office of midtown high, and his kid is completely untouched. No bruises, no bloody knuckles, no shiners. Really, he just looks annoyed to be there.

Tony does the obligatory sign out, gets as little answers as possible from the staff, and walks Peter outta there.

“So?” Tony asks him, once they were in the car. Because clearly there’s a story, and it’s one he wants to know.

Peter’s buckling his seatbelt. “Guy was being racist. I told him to shut up and he punched me. So I kinda tripped him, and he hit his chin on the floor. He’s fine, nothing broke. I would’ve heard it.”

“Right. Right. And why are you bruise-free?”

“Dude. I get hit by alien monsters and guys in massive tech-suits. You think a punch from a sixteen year old who only works out in gym class is gonna hurt me? He didn’t even do it right. He probably sprained his wrist.”

Tony’s really gotta look into how durable this kid actually is.

[gracieparkerr]

Tony gets clingy after Peter comes back. He’s drifting between consciousness and drug-induced sleep after each surgery, and he’s so out of it he can’t tell the difference from Peter disappearing and him closing his eyes.

He keeps reaching out with his good hand, keeps muttering “you’re coming back, right?” and “Pep, don’t let him wander off, just give me a second,” and “don’t go anywhere, wait for me.”

And Peter’s sitting at his bedside in the hospital. He’s smushed in a seat with a little girl he doesn’t know that propped herself up on his lap and promptly called him big brother. Pepper’s beside him, and they’re all weepy, and he doesn’t even feel like he really belongs there, but Tony is adamant that he stays.

He’s trying not to think about how he’s the first thing Tony looks for in the room when his eyes open. He’s trying to convince himself he’s not all that important, here, because maybe it’ll make it hurt less if Tony doesn’t end up pulling through.

[gracieparkerr]

obsessed with tony’s problem solving mind being applied to the domesticity that followed from him mentoring peter more often.

the kid gets hungry in the lab. he’ll eat anything of course; but he’s too polite to say that he doesn’t exactly love the very expensive snacks tony has stocked up. ok. tony now has an updated pantry with shit that the kid WILL eat. he’s figuring out peter’s favourite by monitoring what goes the quickest.

the kid spends a lot of time upstate and sometimes nights run late. that leaves peter to sleep in the car, where his neck cramps, and happy has to drive frequently at night, which leaves may to stress out over when her kid is coming home. ok. tony now has reinstated a room in the compound for peter to stay at. lab days are now on weekends so he doesn’t miss school. it’s better that way. win-win.

and this kind of thing goes on for EVERYTHING. bed sheets and spare clothes and the temperature of the building. healthy food and healthy sleep schedules and what to say to make peter’s rough days moderately better.

it’s tony learning all about how to take care of someone out of comfort rather than necessity. it’s such a healthy outlet for him to use one of his (usually unhealthy) coping mechanisms.

[gracieparkerr]

it’s a silly trope that peter’s fave hero is iron man in the MCU but I do quite enjoy when people say its bruce… little Peter parker printing out big fancy science papers and studying all the words so he can try and understand them..: Peter being star struck at Bruce and him being like “oh yeah sorry hulk can’t come out rn” and Peter being like “oh no sir I meant I was glad to meet YOU really like, your papers on blah blah blah are so—“ and bruce obv is like wow ok yeah. fifteen year old understands my highly scientific theses on gamma radiation. sure. and Tony doesn’t get jealous bc he’s just as in awe of this kid and he’s pleased someone else can be in awe With Him. also he loves Bruce so it makes him happy when other people appreciate that little nerd

[gracieparkerr]

i really think that before may found out abt spidey, she just thought peter was a stoner or something. he’s pale as fuck, sleeps sporadically and always looks wired and tired, and he’s eating everything in sight all the time

like. imagine how that looks from an outside perspective dude.

fast metabolism? no, he’s eating three boxes of pizza because he’s snacky and fucking zonked out of his mind

he’s swinging? yeah that’s one way to say it. he’s definitely high in one way or another

[gracieparkerr]

Peter is arrested for the murder of Quentin Beck. He’s put on The Raft, where they put power dampening cuffs on him, they keep him weak and tired and dumb. He sits alone for so long in a solitary cell, freezing and underfed, that he starts hallucinating Tony talking to him.

“Hey, kid. Don’t fall asleep too long. I know your head hurts. Wake up. Come on.”

“Alrighty, sleepyhead. Put your chin up. Let me see your eyes. Good boy.”

“Up and at ‘em, Parker. Give me the first two-hundred digits of PI. Don’t give me that look, I’m still the boss.”

Sometimes, when Peter’s fever gets high enough, he can press his forehead into the cool metal wall of the cell, and he can imagine that he’s leaning against an Iron Man suit.

It helps him get through the night. That’s really all he can hope for.