Peter starts calling Tony “daddy” as a goof. He means nothing by it (at first) because as Tony gets older, his concern towards the boy doubles (triples?). Checks in on Peter regularly during his first year in college and there’s this one time where Peter thinks he must have sounded so painfully homesick that Tony makes the trip down.
It’s sweet, even if Tony spends half the time bitching about the boy’s living conditions (really, it’s not that bad, Tony. You’re just bougie as hell). A week later, he comes back to his dorm to a couple of packages. There’s a bunch of fancy-sounding shit Peter can’t pronounce even if he wants to. Like, why the hell would he need a shaver that costs $500???? Or a complete set of toiletries that costs more than his Molecular Biophysics textbook? Or bedsheets that are so ridiculously soft and cool to the touch that it makes waking up for his 8am classes somewhat impossible?
There’s also a box that’s basically just snacks. Lots of it. Because Peter had complained about how the vending machine was always spoilt and the options meager.
So yeah, he thinks Tony’s got quite the soft spot for him even if he hides it behind his “yeah, yeah, whatever you say, Pete”.
He doesn’t think much of it when he sends the text: lol, a bit overboard, but thank you daddy 😉
Again, Peter had meant it as a goof because he knows Tony can get a little dramatic about his age.
Tony: What are they teaching you in college
Peter: What? I’m just expressing my thanks to an older man whom has posed to be quite the paternal figure in my life.
Peter: But yeah, seriously, thank you. The snacks are godsent. So is the new puffer jacket. But like, winter break isn’t for a couple of months yet?? And I don’t really need like, new pillows, but they’re really, really nice.
Tony: Daddy aims to please.
Peter laughs at the message, glad that the older male was playing along at least. He keeps it up for the next couple of months, Tony doesn’t tell him to stop.
Tony: What do you think about cornice ceiling designs?
Peter: what?? what’s a cornice
Tony: you know what, it’s probably a no for you.
Peter: okay. just googled it. why are you looking at ceiling designs?
Peter: are you renovating stark tower? again?
Peter: it’s rude not to reply because I can see that you’re online.
Tony: daddy’s in a meeting, baby. hush and I’ll text you later.
And Peter is…
floored.
Because baby? BABY? Was Tony confusing him for someone else? He rereads the message again, ignoring the tiny spark of heat at the endearment. He wonders if this is Tony’s way of fucking with him after all these months. He wouldn’t be surprised actually.
Peter: ok, no to the cornice btw.
He comes home for winter break and maybe he has missed Tony more than usual. It feels like they’re closer than usual, and if the rest of the Avengers notice that they’re chummier than usual, or how Tony is always in a visibly better mood whenever the boy’s around, no one’s saying anything (yet).
It’s chaotic when the team gets together and Peter’s trying to excitedly talk over Tony about something, cutting the older male off. Tony just clamps a hand over Peter’s mouth, and chides him playfully,
“Okay, baby, don’t interrupt when the adults are talking. Daddy taught you better than that.”
Peter’s words comes out muffled as he protests, not realizing that Steve and Scott are straight up gawking at them. Natasha doesn’t even seem fazed, holding her right palm up towards Clint and mouthing, “pay up, loser.”
Bucky basically goes, “Oh shit, so it’s like that, huh?”
“Well, considering the age gap and how they’ve always interacted, is it really that surprising?” Bruce muses out loud.
Peter peels Tony’s fingers away from his mouth, “Guys, what, no - we’re not-“ He glances at Tony for some help.
“Aw, cute. He’s looking at his daddy for help.” Natasha teases.
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Peter always thought his first time getting a blowjob would be amazing
He’d have someone he loves and trusts between his legs, maybe getting fingered a bit as well while he gets to set the pace by pressing his lovers head deeper onto his dick
and it is amazing but what he gets instead is the immediate feeling of overstimulation. Instead of pressing his partner deeper he tries desperately to tuck Tony off his dick while Tony keeps resisting
Peter comes in literal seconds and Tony doesn’t stop until Peter comes an additional three times
I saw this beautiful fanart when scrolling on insta and fuckkkkkk tony would eat this boy alive. like i would too 😏
fuck this is so hot! like imagine tony seeing peter like this, there is no way he could resist and would 100% grab peter by his slim waist and pull him on his lap and start grinding into his arse while constantly rocking peter back by pushing and griping peter’s stomach while his other hand would creep up his top. Oh and we can’t forget how tony would start licking up peter’s neck as the boy starts arching and throwing his head back allowing for tony to kiss and suck at more of the exposed skin.
I know nobodyy careesss but i have to share MY favorite starker fics, like when i'm reading this fics i'm like WHY IS THIS SO FREAKING GOOOOD OMFGGGG and i just read them over and over agaaaain lol, so just bc i don't have anyone to share them with, i'll share them with whoever sees this!! so, ENJOY!!!!
Put the World Right Back by LearnedFoot
Closer to a Prayer by LearnedFoot
Under Someone Else AGAIN... by LearnedFoot
Hangover Cure by FreeGratis
Peter Rabbit by lexcelsior
Give Yourself a Try by Starker1975
Drop Dead Legs by Dryerlint
He's Just Not That Into You by Anonymous (I COMPLETELY LOVE WITH ALL MY HEART THIS FIC LIKE FR)
How She Had Done It by pastself
attached by pleurer
i'll tell you the truth (but never goodbye) by askmyknives
you're on your own, kid (you always have been) by askmyknives
think I know where you belong (think I know it's with me) by askmyknives
Grindr by BabyBats BabyBatsCreations)
Bugsona by Anonymous
I'm sure there's more fics left that i forgot but for now these are my ULTIMATE FAAAVSSS, i hope y'all enjoy them as much as i do!!! 🩷🩷🩷🩷
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“You’re taking me so well, kid,” Tony grunts as he thrusts into the practically limp body under him. Peter whimpers weakly as he raises a limp hand to try to push the older man back and off of him.
Tony pushes Peter’s hand back on the bed, taking a look at his protégé’s flushed and leaking cock. Tony breathes out a chuckle as he grabs the teens spread legs and pulls them up to his shoulders. Tony pants harshly as he listens to the weak and fucked out moans of Peter.
Peter’s cock is leaking all over his tummy while he tightens around Tony’s cock. “Please...s-stop,” Peter says with tears running down his red cheeks.
Tony shakes his head, “No, baby. You wanted this. Remember? You kept begging for my dick so pathetically,” He grins.
“And when I finally fuck you braindead, you wanna tell me to stop?”
Tony thrusts hard and fast into Peter’s prostate as his legs begin to shake, a high moan escaping the young boy as he spurts out small streams of cum.
“Nngh..” Peter speaks tiredly, drool seeping from the side of his mouth and eyes drooping.
Tony smiles at the boy under him, “I knew you could take it. How about one more, kid?”
Peter orders a sexbot Tony Stark and it's great, Peter gets fucked exactly the way he wants. Only, there is a malfunction and the bot doesn't stop, and it's incredibly strong so Peter has to really struggle to get out of its grip. But while he struggles, he comes again and again and it's tiring him out. He passes out after the fifth, but when he wakes up the bot is still going, once again fucking him into oblivion. So he basically gets fucked until the bot's battery drains 👀
❤
Poor Peter!! 🥺(😈) That’s such a cruel thing to do to him!! (🥵😵💫🤑)
And what if he’s lying there on the floor of his apartment in a pool of his own sweat, tears, and come… and the real Tony comes to check on him? He’s worried since Peter hasn’t been to the lab in a few days… hasn’t logged into the Stark network via his suit or any of his tech.
Tony pulls the dead bot off Peter who’s barely conscious, scoops him up and puts him to bed. Stays over until Peter’s awake, and at first Peter thinks he’s hallucinating. But he soon realizes he’s got the real Mr. Stark in his bedroom.
Then it clicks, what Mr. Stark has seen. He is utterly ashamed and humiliated. He believes Tony is disgusted with him, only stayed out of obligation but will now leave and never speak to him again. Take everything away.
“I’m so sorry, sir. I’m so sorry. Please forget this ever happened. I didn’t mean—” he can’t even finish the sentence because it’s a lie. He meant it when he searched the product, then selected the version he wanted, entered his credit card information, submitted the order… No excuse.
But all Tony does is smooth Peter’s matted hair back from his face and feed him water, and say, “All you had to do was ask, Pete. Could’ve saved you—what is it they’re charging for these things?” A quick tap of his glasses tells him. “Three grand? Huh… mildly insulting. But nonetheless. Whaddaya say?”
Peter’s mind is spinning. “Wh-what?”
“How about I show you the real thing?” Tony clarifies. “I can’t go for days, but I think I could wreck you just the same within a few hours. Give or take.”
Steve Harrington sat on his couch with Eddie beside him, his hands shaking and his breath coming in short gasps. He knew he was having a panic attack, but he couldn't seem to get it under control. This was supposed to be a fun evening with weed. To forget what had happened all these summers. This was not supposed to completely fuck him up. He'd been trying to take deep breaths and focus on something positive, but all he could think about was the fear and the suffocating feeling that had gripped him.
Eddie sat beside him, a hand on his shoulder, trying to offer comfort. "Steve, it's okay," he said softly. "Just breathe with me, okay? In, and out, slowly."
Steve tried to follow Eddie's lead, but his chest felt too tight and his head was spinning. He couldn't focus on anything except the fear.
Eddie leaned closer, his voice dropping to a whisper. "Steve, look at me," he said. "Just look at me. Focus on my voice. You're safe here with me. Nothing can hurt you."
But Steve couldn't focus on anything except the feeling of panic that was consuming him. He felt like he was drowning, like there was no way out.
And then, suddenly, Eddie did the one thing he could think of. He leaned in and kissed Steve, his lips soft and gentle.
Steve froze for a moment, his mind blank with surprise. But then, as Eddie deepened the kiss, he felt a wave of calm wash over him. The fear and panic slowly ebbed away, replaced by a warmth and safety that he hadn't felt in a long time.
But just as quickly as it had started, Eddie pulled away, his eyes wide with shock and horror.
"Oh my God," he gasped. "Steve, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to- I mean, I shouldn't have-"
He stumbled to his feet, his face flushed with embarrassment. "I should go," he said, his voice barely above a whisper.
Steve watched in confusion as Eddie fled out of his house, leaving him alone and bewildered. He didn't understand what had just happened, or why Eddie had kissed him and then run away.
But as the panic slowly returned, Steve realized that he didn't want Eddie to go. He needed him there, to help him through this. And so, he picked up the phone and called Eddie, praying that he would answer.
Steve Harrington sat on his couch with Eddie beside him, his hands shaking and his breath coming in short gasps. He knew he was having a panic attack, but he couldn't seem to get it under control. This was supposed to be a fun evening with a little bit of weed. But his thoughts seemed to run wild while he was high. He'd been trying to take deep breaths and focus on something positive, but all he could think about was the fear and the suffocating feeling that had gripped him.
Eddie sat beside him, a hand on his shoulder, trying to offer comfort. "Steve, it's okay," he said softly. "Just breathe with me, okay? In, and out, slowly."
Steve tried to follow Eddie's lead, but his chest felt too tight and his head was spinning. He couldn't focus on anything except the fear.
Eddie leaned closer, his voice dropping to a whisper. "Steve, look at me," he said. "Just look at me. Focus on my voice. You're safe here with me. Nothing can hurt you."
But Steve couldn't focus on anything except the feeling of panic that was consuming him. He felt like he was drowning, like there was no way out.
And then, suddenly, Eddie did the one thing he could think of. He leaned in and kissed Steve, his lips soft and gentle.
Steve froze for a moment, his mind blank with surprise. But then, as Eddie deepened the kiss, he felt a wave of calm wash over him. The fear and panic slowly ebbed away, replaced by a warmth and safety that he hadn't felt in a long time.
But just as quickly as it had started, Eddie pulled away, his eyes wide with shock and horror.
"Oh my God," he gasped. "Steve, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to- I mean, I shouldn't have-"
He stumbled to his feet, his face flushed with embarrassment. "I should go," he said, his voice barely above a whisper.
Steve watched in confusion as Eddie fled out of his house, leaving him alone and bewildered. He didn't understand what had just happened, or why Eddie had kissed him and then run away.
But as the panic slowly returned, Steve realized that he didn't want Eddie to go. He needed him there, to help him through this. And so, he picked up the phone and called Eddie, praying that he would answer.
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GRAB THE WRISTBAND ON THE WAY IN THAT BEST REPRESENTS YOUR RELATIONSHIP STATUS AND GET READY FOR A FUN NIGHT OUT WITH FRIENDS.
🟢 GREEN – GO FOR IT! (SINGLE AND READY TO MINGLE!)
🟠 YELLOW –MAYBE I AM... OR MAYBE I’M NOT! (THE NIGHT CONFUSES ME!)
🔴 RED – I'M NOT AVAILABLE (I'M ALREADY TAKEN, SORRY!)
My headcanon: Tony is Ironman but Peter is from London and maybe Spidey but Tony doesnt know
- Tony was lonely, saved the world and has been in need of release for a long time
- Why not fly to Essex and go to a trashy singles party
- With the alcohol level he was on, it seemed like the best idea ever.
- What if someone there really recognised him? Well hopefully he could get sex out of it (yes he was that desperate)
- He had booked himself a single Vip Booth and started the Ironman suit on autopilot.
- Peter wasn't sure what he was doing here.
- His friends had dragged him out to party tonight.
- He wasn't sure why they had to go to the outer reaches of London, but MJ was wearing a sparkly nothing and was desperate to find her girlfriend that night.
- No one had told Peter it was going to be a traffic light party.
- Okay, even if he had known earlier, he couldn't have made the decision any better.
- He was wavering between orange and green.
- His studies became more and more time-consuming and he hardly had any free time.
- So what was wrong with fast sex on Valentine's Day?
- But he didn't want to show everyone he was available with a green ribbon. He was not available for women, for example, but otherwise he was not at all sure.
- The queue behind him started to push and he cursed, closed his eyes and grabbed the green band.
- Nothing happened in the club for a long time, they danced, had fun, everything was good.
- MJ was approached by a cute woman with space buns and then was gone too
- Peter was pretty drunk when he went to look for the toilet
- He wasn't quite sure where it was and started stumbling around. He bumped into a reserved table in the corner and apologised to the table.
- He was about to move on when there was laughter from the corner.
- In the corner sat Tony
- He grinned openly at Peter
- While someone under the table gave him a blowjob
- Peter stood mesmerised
- He didn't recognise Tony but god damn, that was his type of man.
- When he realised what was happening under the table (Tony was guiding the other boy's head) he blushed.
- for a moment he wished he was the one with the cock in his mouth.
- Peter was scared of himself but still couldn't move.
- Tony smiled and slid his eyes along Peter's body.
- Peter was not sure whether to show or hide the green ribbon.
- Tony came before Peter's eyes
- He never took his eyes off Peter and stared at him piercingly.
- Peter's own erection stretched uncomfortably in his trousers
- His heart began to race and he disappeared into the crowd.
(Ahhhhhhhhhhhh , does soemeone want to continue ?)
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Tony was revived and had separated from Pepper . It had simply no longer fit between the two. Yes, okay - Peter had hope. That now, when he has grown older, their sexual tension can and may finally be discharged.
But for several months nothing has happened. At every meeting Peter looked fearfully at the door. Full of fear that Tony might walk through the door with someone at his side.
He just didn't know how to be any clearer that he would like to rip all the clothes off the older man and sit on his penis. Or just something else, as long as he could feel Tony's body. Because Peter wants to get through that door with Tony. And no one else
