Fanfic Rec #78 Tony Stark & Peter Parker (Marvel)
First Impressions by ImBadWithWords
Somehow, even as plain old Peter Parker, he manages to find himself meeting the Avengers. Exciting? Sure. But it's only a matter of time before he proves he's not quite what he seems.
The Third Option by Uncertainty_Principle
Homecoming A/U. Ben and May divorced before Peter’s parents died, so when Ben is murdered Peter goes into foster care. It takes just a tiny taste of superpowers for Peter to decide he doesn’t want to put up with his horrible foster father anymore—the streets are infinitely more appealing. All he wants is to be Spider-Man anyway.
So he leaves.
Simple.
Simple, that is, until Iron Man needs Spider-Man’s help. Peter isn’t about to turn down an opportunity to fight alongside Tony Freaking Stark, but he also isn’t going to let his hero know that his recruit is a fifteen-year-old homeless dropout. So they strike a deal. Peter will help Tony. In return, the mask stays on.
And that’s when things get complicated.
It’s Above My Clearance Level by tsk
In which Peter's class goes on a field trip to Stark Tower, and no one knows why this kid has such high clearance.
Hot Chocolate by Isnt_it_pretty_to_think_so
“So,” Natasha says smoothly, raising an eyebrow. “You’re Spiderman.”
The kid is practically hyperventilating, staring at her with those damn eyes. “You . . . you . . .”
“Relax,” she says, heading over to her secret stash of cocoa. “If I wanted to kill you, you’d be dead. Do you want some hot chocolate?”
OR: The first time Natasha meets Stark's kid, it's almost three in the morning; spiders don't sleep, after all. Natasha is just used to being the only spider.
Gone Kid by Jen27ny
Tony tries to mind his own business, he really does - but when he finds out someone sneaks into one of the rooms of the vacant Stark Tower, he gets curious. Especially when he sees the footage of said someone climbing the outside of the Tower by sticking to the smooth surface to reach the room on the 92nd floor. But when he finds the blood in that room, the concept of “minding his own business” is quickly thrown out of the window.
That’s how Tony finds himself trying to befriend the costumed vigilante who comes and goes as he pleases and seems to have a talent for getting stabbed and - wait, how old is he?
