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someone: why do you read so much soulmate shit it’s cheesy 

me internally: uhh probably because i’m obsessed with the idea of unconditional love and someone who won’t abandon me. the idea that i am destined for love and therefore inherently lovable means more to me than i can express with words, and compounded with the idea of someone who will love me forever, the concept of soulmates truly appeal to the (large) part of me that makes me feel that i’m going to die alone

me aloud: i just think it’s neat

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The Avengers only see Tony for his money and have so for quite a while. When Tony gets together with Peter he expects him to be the same, because… well that’s how every relationship is. Except Peter doesn’t want Tony’s money and he’s horrified how the others treat Tony

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Tony: This food is too hot, I'm not gonna eat this

Peter: I am hot too, and you're eati...

*Tony quickly puts his hand on Peter's mouth and laughs awkwardly while watching Avengers spitting out their food*

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i dont like working i dont like capitalism but i do like ordering little treats online

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ROBERT DOWNEY JR. Iron Man (2008) - Delete scene

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starting fights with everyone i meet in an attempt to squeeze in an enemies to lovers arc before valentine’s day

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What if Peter gets turned into a cat on a mission. Of course Tony finds him and takes care of him. Maybe he knows it’s Peter, maybe not. But Peter sees his chance and takes it. He is literally following Tony around the house, sitting at a distance and staring longingly at him until Tony eventually relents and just grabs Peter and cuddles with him. No matter what he was doing, he will always make time for this adorable little thing. The Avengers probably don’t know that the cat always perched on Tony’s shoulder is Peter so things get really awkward when suddenly, in the middle of a movie night, the cat (who scratches everyone but Tony when they try to touch him) turn back into a very naked Peter in the middle of Tony’s lap

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Peter always thought he made a fair amount of experience with sex. He’s tried a lot and he really enjoys bottoming, doesn’t even need much prep most of the time. But then his wish finally comes true and he gets to go out with Tony and then sleep with Tony, and the sex is so very different. Tony’s dick is gigantic. Peter can’t wait to get it inside but he also needs to be stretched for soooo long. And apparently it doesn’t matter if you have sex for the first time with a high schooler or for the xth time with a college student, it will always be 100% better if it’s with Tony Stark

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Peter is a pornwatching teenager and he may always start with a different video but in the end he always watches a video how a daddy fucks his little Twink. And that’s the only video he really gets off to. So, it turns out the “daddy” in the video was actually Tony (you can’t see his face but Peter recognized a salient scar, the video was filmed on a night when Tony was very drunk and found it kinda amusing to publish it) and Peter just can’t because he wants to be handled like the Twink in the video but he doesn’t know how to ask or if Tony would be interested at all.

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Here's an idea: The averages tease Tony for being such a dad to Peter making terrible jokes about it. So Peter being the little mix he calls him daddy ”jokingly” in front of the team all the time just to tease him.

Sooo I really dropped the ball on the first part of this ask, but I cannot, for the life of me, convincingly write anyone else. And it’s like 3 months late yay

Even Peter had to cringe at his own timing. It was one of the first training sessions he had been invited to, as a proper Avenger and everything. And he was trying so hard to be one his best (read: most mature) behaviour. But today’s training included hand-to-hand combat, and somehow he and Tony had wound up on different teams. So of course he was going to singularly target his new boyfriend, because Tony had called him “a little shit” last night, and Peter had no choice but to live up to it now.

So he webbed up Tony’s limbs mid-fight. Dived in and out of gaze, throwing off his aim. Stuck to his back for a free ride around the room as Tony tried to pin down Falcon’s Redwing drone, only to jump off just as Tony closed in, kicking the man’s back hard enough to throw him off his trajectory.

It was no surprise, really, that Tony retaliated by having Scarlet Witch freeze Peter in place, leaving him completely open to be tackled by Iron Man.

Not that Peter couldn’t have easily flicked Tony off of him, but as he was forced to his knees with his face pressed down into the mat, well, the positioning stirred something in him.

And, being the “little shit” that he was, he craned his neck until he could whisper against Tony’s faceplate, “Pin me, daddy.”

Really, he couldn’t really help it. Tony’s armoured elbow was digging into Peter’s mid-back, nearing that delicious edge toward genuinely painful, and his voice came out less playful and more husky with unmistakable lust.

It wasn’t really his fault that both Peter’s and Tony’s comms were still on, meaning both teams heard it.

Falcon let out a whoop and cheered, “You heard him, daddy! Get some!”

Unfazed by this turn of events, Widow used the distraction to knock Falcon out of the air with a well-aimed baton thrown at his wings.

“Wait, is the new one Stark’s son?” came Scarlet Witch’s accented voice into their earpieces.

“No!” Tony was quick to cut in.

“They engaged in sexual relations shortly after Mr. Parker’s eighteenth birthday,” Vision calmly explained. “I believe, due to the disparity in their ages, Mr. Parker has engaged in the rather common practice of projecting his unresolved issues with an absent father onto his older lover, which culminates in Mr. Parker referring to Stark as ‘daddy’-”

“Alright!” Captain America yelped. “That’s enough training for one day. Everyone, out!”

Peter groaned, pressing his masked face into the mat beneath him. Leave it to Vision to ruin his daddy kink forever.

“Fucking Vision,” Tony sniped, succinctly echoing Peter’s thoughts.

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Peter has his first date with MJ and is nervous about kissing her the wrong way and making it awkward so he kindly asks Tony how to kiss. Luckily for Peter, Tony is visual teacher ;) and teaches him how to kiss by working his mouth open and Peter just moans and follows the man's lead. So when Peter goes on the date with MJ, he can't stop thinking about Tony or Tony's mouth the entire time. At the end of the date, he pecks MJ on the lips and notes how her kiss wasn't nearly as addictive as Tony's and the lack the roughness Tony had. Peter comes to the lab the next day and Tony asks how the date went and Peter gives very short answers then Tony asks if they kissed and Peter's like- yeAh and then the moment of truth, Tony asks if his teaching came in handy and Peter breaks down and says yeah but it wasn't as good when he did it with Tony and nervously asks if they could try kissing again (you know just so he's sure) and yeah of course Tony is going to help him (been desiring the whole ordeal since it happened) then after some heavy petting and making out and then after a particular loud moan from Peter, Tony's like "break it off with her Peter, your mouth belongs to me now"

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I’m merging @skyel0ve‘s ask with an anon ask because I felt they went super well together: 

“I was wondering if you write about how Peter just wants Tony in him all the time -to the point where Peter is barely awake but still puts Tony in him to fall asleep”

“still doing starker prompts?! bc my fave thing ever is tony showing peter where his prostate is and how pleasurable it can be and peter quickly becoming obsessed”

Tony doesn’t know what it is. Maybe it’s the fact that Peter’s eighteen and a male with a lot of hormones. Maybe it’s the fact that Peter has enhanced senses so the littlest thing can do a lot, or maybe it’s because Peter just finds him that attractive. 

The last one’s not implausible, really. Tony looks in the mirror. He knows what he looks like. 

Whatever it is has made Peter the most insatiable little minx. He goes from the adorable goofball who keeps silently creeping along the ceiling and webbing cookies secretly, to the cock-hungry little slut who whispers the most depraved things into Tony’s ear.

The whiplash is unsettling. And arousing. 

They’ve only just started having sex but Peter can’t seem to get enough of it, and one night, as Tony is working down in the lab, he looks up as the door opens and Peter is standing there; clad in only one of Tony’s old tees. It hangs just past his hips and he’s not wearing any underwear and he looks sleep ruffled and flushed. 

“Daddy,” he pouts, padding inside, and immediately straddling Tony’s lap, cuddling into his chest like he’s cold after having come out of bed. 

“Baby,” Tony sighs, kissing Peter’s cheek and setting down his equipment. “Why aren’t you sleeping?” 

“Couldn’t sleep,” Peter insists, pawing at the buttons of Tony’s shirt, “wanted you.” He leans back, to look at Tony and bites his lip just so. “Wanted your fingers, daddy,” he purrs, “like you showed me last week. You made me feel so good and I can’t- I can’t reach it by myself.” 

He’s talking about his prostate. It was the first thing (after mutual dick-sucking) that Tony had introduced Peter to, and Peter has a lovely, deliciously responsive prostate that Tony had spent hours relentlessly massaging last week because he makes the most gorgeous cries of pleasure. He wants to say- why don’t you use some of the toys I got you? But he doesn’t, because he knows that the only thing Peter likes having inside of him, is Tony. The thought makes something deeply primal and possessive, rumble happily inside him. Peter’s legs are already framing his thighs, and Tony runs his hands up his legs, over Peter’s smooth cheeks before dipping into his hole. 

He’s still a little wet and loose from their earlier fun. 

Peter keens, whimpering into Tony’s neck. “Please, daddy,” he pants, rocking his hips back onto Tony’s wandering finger tips. “I need you. Want you to make me feel good.” 

Well, is Tony suppose to be able to resist that? He’s a human man. He slides two of his fingers in without any prep, and Peter’s hole clenches nice and tight around him. He searches for a moment, before crooking his fingers and Peter’s back is arching as he cries out in bliss. His hands are tight in Tony’s hair; tugging at the strands and whispering encouragement as Tony rubs over his prostate again and again. 

He really could do this all day. Peter is gorgeous and voracious, but the thing is- he has essentially been fucking Peter all day. The kid never seems to run out of energy, never seems to run out of desire, and Tony’s dick just can’t get hard again. Maybe if he were a younger man, but even then, he has a feeling Peter would still be able to run him ragged. So for now, he just uses his fingers the best he can and gazes up at Peter’s face as he pants; grinding desperately onto Tony’s fingers. 

He cums with a blissed out sigh rather than a shout, and wow, how many orgasms can the kid have in one day? Tony’s going to have to test it out. Peter gets to his feet, a little wobbly like a newborn colt, and takes Tony’s hand. “Come to bed,” he murmurs, flashing him a loopy, dazed smile. 

Tony kisses his knuckles. “I just gotta finish up some work, baby.”

“No,” Peter frowns, tugging more insistently, “bed.” 

He sighs, but how can he deny those eyes? He just hopes Peter isn’t hinting at another round of sex because Tony really, really doesn’t think he can. But he doesn’t wanna deny Peter anything and-

his hopes of a good nights sleep diminish as soon as they’re under the silk sheets, Peter’s hand is around his cock. 

“Baby,” Tony whispers, torn between wanting to give his boy anything, and his aching muscles. 

“Not sex,” Peter grins impishly, pecking the corner of Tony’s mouth, “I just want you inside me. Wanna fall asleep like that. It feels so good.” 

Well, fuck, okay then. It’s not that hard a task to get hard, and Peter does most of the work and before he knows it, he’s drifting off, cock slowly getting soft but staying tucked inside Peter’s warm, ever-craving hole. 

…

He wakes up to lips around his dick. 

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Can I procrastinate writing to talk about something I love about Starker?

Tony is a play boy. He has fucked hundreds of people. They flock to him and he isn’t afraid to take any of them home with him. He’s confident, and calm, and almost certainly never loses his cool in bed. He’s had so much practice that, while sex is still awesome and it’s something he likes, it’s not earth shattering for him anymore.

Peter is 17 in canon. 18 for the sake of this post. Have you seen that kid? Nerd. Social outcast. He’s got a couple friends and is generally tolerated by most of his classmates, but the likelyhood that he has had sex with anyone at all is hella low. Maybe he and Ned have messed around. Maybe he and MJ have snuck off into an empty classroom. But almost certainly, he has never had sex.

I just love to imagine Peter, in Tony’s bed, or car, or office, anywhere, being turned into an actual puddle of sexual inexperience under Tony’s grip. He starts to lose his cool when Tony pets him through his jeans, and by the time Tony has his pants unzipped and is casually stroking his dick, Peter is practically sobbing. It’s the best thing he’s ever felt, and Tony touches him perfectly, and oh god wait Mr. Stark I’m- I’m!

And for Tony, it’s just Tuesday afternoon. He’s having a great time, he’s enjoying Peter’s pleasure, but he’s not even fully hard yet and Peter is nutting after 2 minutes of foreplay.

The drastic difference in experience is something I will never get tired of, and I look forward to reading and writing many, many more fics in which Peter is absolutely ruined by things that haven’t gotten Tony feeling overwhelmed since he, too, was an 18 year old kid trying to figure sex out.

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[23/?]

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Peter and Tony have a date planned, and sure Peter was at least 15 minutes early, but Tony is already 10 minutes late. And Peter knows that Tony’s late most of the time, and he knows that he doesn’t really have to worry until he’s at least 45 minutes late, but it feels really awkward. Sitting here, getting looks from other costumers and the waitresses, assuring them that his date „is gonna be here any minute“ and getting pitying looks in return. It makes him feel fidgety and so, so awkward. He feels like everybody is staring.

As soon as Tony rushes into the restaurant, sweeping Peter up in a kiss and apologizing breathlessly, they have other reasons to stare of course

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Something LGBT Just Happened To Me (and kate)

Best shot you ever took? The one I didn’t take.