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peter is always thinking of mr. stark these days. he can’t help it, there are signs of the billionaire practically everywhere around him. in chemistry they learn about mr. stark and vibranium. he texts ned and mj and may from his stark phone. the masked suit he wears nearly everyday was hand designed and built by mr. stark. his room is plastered with avengers and iron man posters. he calls as often as he can find an excuse for, but there’s always that nagging feeling that he’s just some annoying kid to the genius.
little does peter know that tony thinks of him just as often, if not more. tony’s practically obsessed these days, watching every clip of spiderman on the internet on loop, tracking the kids grades, listening to each and every voicemail peter leaves after a safe nights patrol. he’s invented a lot of impressive things, things he’s incredibly proud of, but he’s never really known what he’s supposed to do with his life. iron man is a great fit, sure, but the suit and danger and sacrifice has been taking its toll on him. but as he sits behind his desk watching peter through the baby monitor protocol, talking to friday about ways to reasonably get the kid’s aunt to agree on another “stark internship trip”, he realizes that this is his purpose. tonight when peter calls after his patrol, tony answers
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I have soooo much affection for fics where Tony's love language is being a creepy stalker<3
He uses the Baby Monitor like a home TV, constantly watching it. There's a sensor in the Spider-Man suit that lets him known Peter's vitals every time he puts it on.
Eventually he gets Peter a new phone and a watch or maybe a bracelet - something he'll keep on all the time, so that Tony can always use the tracker to check where he is.
Honestly, he probably goes through Peter's phone too. Social media, chats, gallery. He has Friday save all messages Peter types, even the ones he dosen't actually send. He dosen't care about privacy he want's to know everything about his boy.
(Peter knows and is thrilled that his crush likes him back.)
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Peter: Did you just cum inside me?
Tony: First of all, you called me Daddy so I thought you wanted kids.
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There's like ten years between the two versions of Tony (can't choose won't choose 😭💖 the older is more accurate I guess )
Oh lorddddd I missed drawing them so much,, I'm super busy, but I finally made time to draw them as a belated 'birthday gift' to myself 🥹💕
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Yk the art meme…
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Tony fucking Peter in their bedroom were he framed and hang the paternity test proving that Peter is his son right over their bed
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all my tony stank doodles over the years !! Enjoy !! Notes below :
The mug ones read "N°1 Iron Dad" and "Dont Talk To Me Until I've Eaten This Mug" respectively given by Peter and Pepper lmao
I also dont actually hc Tony as trans but sometimes you just gotta put your blorbos in a binder for mental health purposes yk-
The mechanical arm ones are inspired by a fic that one of my mutuals wrote, but they kinda went no contact/off the internet so i wont draw attention to them, but if you see this by any chance ! You are amazing and loved ! You inspired me !
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some misc art dump, forgot to post here, im more active on twitter
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okay fam take my quiz and figure out which taylor album you really are
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Peter telling Tony he “only has a body count of 2”, and Tony not wanting to judge but freaking out about who Peter killed and how he can hide the evidence. When Peter asks Tony the same, and is told, with great seriousness that “I lost count after 1000, kid, I don’t like to think about it” — Peter ALSO freaks out, because how can he compare to that?
Somehow this misunderstanding lasts weeks, with Tony desperate to work out where Peter hid the bodies and angsty that the kid hadn’t asked for Tony’s help in the first place. FRIDAY finally has to step in and explain it to them both and they’re both so relieved — until Tony works out that that means Peter slept with other people and stifles the urge to make those fuckers fit to the original definition of “body count”, and until Peter realizes that “lost count after 100” isn’t much more reassuring.
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saw this meme on twitter and had to doodle them
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another thing idk if i will finish i just felt like painting something moody
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"Are you fucking serious?" Rhodey bellows at Tony with an exasperated expression on his face, his lips downturned into a scowl. Tony sighs and presses his fingers against his temple, this is why doesn't open up.
"Yes, Platypus, I am serious."
"He's a fucking kid! He's what- seven? You're telling me you're fucking a seven year-"
"He's seventeen, Sourpatch," Tony says tiredly, he just had to open his mouth and babble about his genius and pretty barely-legal secret boyfriend, didn't he?
"That doesn't make it better! You don't even know him enough! What if he's just a fucking gold-digger who wants your money and will suck you dry and-"
"I know him enough," He said coldly, one thing he'll never tolerate is other people looking down on Peter, "he's fucking impetuous and daring, a little too bold and way too stupidly fearless! He makes me eat breakfast, lunch, and dinner. He took away my alcoholism! He makes me sleep almost eight hours a night! He takes care of me and if he sucks me dry, it ain't my money he's sucking dry, Sourpatch, and if you can't respect Peter, then I'm sorry, man. But that kid is my life now."
Rhodey stood frozen, jaw slacked as he stared at Tony before sighing, "when do you ever listen to anyone, anyway?" his bestfriend looks away from him, "I want to meet him personally, give him the shovel talk, then I'll decide if I like this Peter Parker."
"You already know him," Tony says quietly as he takes a sip from the tea Peter had bought during his weekly grocery runs for Tony.
The Colonel frowns, "I don't think I've met him yet-"
"You met him, two years ago, in Leipzig. You even asked me how old he was."
Rhodey's jaw dropped, "Spider fucking man?!"
Tony smirks, "Spiderman."
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typical dadson morning
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The agonising feel when a character tag is full of shipping that you Simply Do Not Vibe With. The solution is, naturally, to keep scrolling. But the wince, the WINCE.
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