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Imagine the kitchen half on fire, webs stuck everywhere as if it was trying to stop the fire. Peter covered in flour.

Tony walks in half asleep, pepper next to him. :what the hell happened ??"

And peter just holds a plate with a halfburned cake being like "happy father's day?"

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I saw this meme video of people being caught by the police and refusing to confess to anything and when the police bring them a meal they throw up all the truth, so here I am projecting on my favorite boy.

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Peter had nothing to confess okay? He and his friends were innocent (well he and Flash weren't friends but they were in this together)

They were in the tower, in some room, Mr.Stark had been lecturing them, and asking what they had done, of they've done nothing so they said nothing.

"I'll take it from here" a female voice came from their left, the hot red hesd came ti the view holding a bag, and confident smile on her face, "Please do" Mr.Stark said as he stood up and left. She pointed at Flash, "You come with me" Flash looked a bit shaken as he stood up, silently they all prayed for him as he walked after her.

They waited there was nothing, no torture voices no cries no nothing, and he, Ned, and started to get nervous, a few minutes more of waiting, and Flash left the room with a big smile on his face, "you can go home now" Nat told him as Flash nodded and left, okay Peter knew that was not a good news.

She pointed to Ned to come after her, Peter and Ned shared a nervous look, and Ned followed her which left Peter alone with his thoughts, he was biting his lips and moving his leg nervously, god what kind of silent torture he was going through.

He waited what felt like 6 hours ( it was only 15 minutes) and finally the door opened, Ned was also smiling and he even thanked her as he walked out, damn that means Peter on his own, they properly betrayed him, he expected that from Flash but Ned? That just broke his heart.

Natasha smiled at him and said "Come on" Peter eyed her, he won't fall for whatever methods she had, he took a deep breath and followed her, the room wasn't big, it looked like an office it had a desk, and two chairs, on that Natasha satt on, and the other one the betrayers sat on.

He took the chair facing Natasha, he will tough it out, of course he can, he is Spider-Man after all, all he has to do is deny deny deny, and if necessary some tears.

"So Peter, been a long day ha?" She said looking all relaxed and has no care in the world, like it doesn't matter if Peter actually said the truth or not.

"Not really," he said,

"So you want to tell me what happened?" She said as she leaned back in the chair,

"Nothing happened," he said trying his best to sound casual, as he intentionally copied her move and leaned back in the chair.

"That's not what the lab manager said"

"Well I don't know what he said"

"Oh, yeah?, Well then I'll tell you" she said, sitting up straight " he said a bunch of reckless, punks came to the lab used chemicals, and tools that they are not allowed to use, and destroyed the lab"

He swallowed "Wow," that's all he could say he really wanted to they are not punks but he would fall in the trap,

"Wow indeed"

She sighed and looked around for a minute "Listen, Peter, you aren't in trouble at all"

"I'm not?" He said unconsciously

"Not at all, so you would believe me I brought this" she took out the bag and pulled a burger, chicken nuggets and a big milkshake.

And from the smell he could tell it's all his favorite,she put them in front of him, "you can take them" she said nicely.

He was not falling for this, he stronger than this, but good he didn't eat anything since breakfast he was so hungry and the smell was getting to him.

I mean it wouldn't hurt anyone if he ate it, it's not like he would tell, he opened the burger and took a big bite, it was his favorite a cheeseburger with extra meat, he took a sip from the milkshake, strawberry, also his favorite, he was wondering if he was in heaven.

"So you guys used the sulfur?" She asked and Peter didn't even realize "Oh yeah, we don't usually get our hands on things like that, and we thought why not? You know?" He giggled a little as he took a nugget and put it in his cheeseburger and took a big bite, "You know what's the best part? There was no one in there, no one to yell at us or tell us to stay back" he took a sip from the milkshake.

She laughed a little with him "That must be cool," she paused for a few seconds " weren't you guys worried about the cameras?" She asked

"Oh not even a little bit, we hacked it before doing anything and deleting everything that could lead to us," he stopped talking and eating staring at her, "but, uh that stays between us right?"

"Of course Peter, between me and you only" she reassured him, he sighed in relief "Good , cuz if Mr.Stark knew he will kill me"

And on he told her every step they took in their experiment, laughing with Natasha, until he finished his meal.

"Well Peter, thank you for being honest with me," she told him in front of the office door, he smiled at her "of course"

He said goodbye and took his backpack and left, a few minutes and Tony approached her shaking his head "I don't know if they are stupid or smart at this point"

"Smart enough to do dangerous experiments but stupid enough to fall for a burger" she smirked in the direction that Peter left from.

"By the way i didn't tell you anything you snopped around" she said to him as she left.

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Chapter 4 of my Iron Dad fic, loosely based on Annie, is posted :)

A Scam, A Stunt, and a Kid Called 'Good PR'

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Summary:

Foster kid Peter Parker barrels around a corner with a rescued cat in his arms and a cop hot on his heels. He collides with Tony Stark and blurts, “Dad! You gotta help me!” in front of a dozen cameras. The media eats it up, and Tony rolls with it, because why not? It's good PR. The narrative writes itself. And everyone loves a good redemption arc... All he had to do was borrow the kid, smile for the cameras, and hand him back when the buzz dies down. Easy. What could possibly go wrong?

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Tony didn’t notice that there were other people in the alleyway. He didn’t care about the people he knocked into on his way. He just wanted to have his anxiety attack in peace.

It would be his luck that he would be caught completely off guard by a group of homeless guys that decided to hold a knife to his throat. He didn’t even have time to activate his gauntlet before his wrists were held. He was stuck.

“Well, what do we have here huh? What are we doing in this part of town wearing fancy shoes like that?” One of them taunted. Tony chose not to say a word. “Let’s just find that wallet of yours and you can run back to whatever rich neighbourhood you came from, yeah?”

The guy started patting his pockets and Tony held his breath as he patted the one with his wallet inside except-

It wasn’t there.

The guy kept looking around, getting more and more agitated. Just as he looked about ready to throw a punch at Tony a low whistle sounded behind them.

The group paused and turned. Tony watched as some other homeless kid - couldn’t have been more than eighteen - was stood there, leisurely leaning against the wall.

“Jesus, guys. You really know how to pick ‘em,” the kid laughed, looking at an ID.

At Tony’s ID. Well, his staff card for Stark Industries, at least. In the kids other hand was a black wallet.

“Oh yeah, what is he some CEO?” The guy in charge of this little group spoke up. He sounded a bit more on edge but Tony couldn’t tell if that was because of the kid or the comment.

“You know Iron Man, right?” The kid smiles. He flicks the ID over to them and the leader catches it.

“Shit,” the guy swore, looking at Tony as if really seeing him for the first time. “Shit.”

The group collectively have a silent conversation and shove Tony to the ground before running up to the kid. One of them socks him right in the jaw before taking the wallet in his hand and running. They don’t look back.

“Jesus, kid, you good?” Tony asks, getting himself to a standing position. The kid is already up, reaching into his pocket to hold something out. It’s Tony’s leather wallet this time, completely untouched.

“Next time you decide to wander into a random alleyway, maybe don’t do it wearing a designer suit. You’re asking to get mugged,” the kid sighs, as if this is all majorly inconvenient to him but he is also slightly amused.

“Whose wallet did you give them?” Tony asks.

The boy shrugs. “Some random one I found in the park. Didn’t have anything inside it, don’t worry.”

The kid starts wandering away, Tony calls out to stop him.

“Wait, what’s your name? I’d like to thank you, let me just-“ he goes to reach into his wallet and pull out some money before the boy speaks again, turning but still walking backwards further down the alley.

“Name’s Peter and don’t worry,” he smiles, pulls two twenty dollar notes from his pocket and holds them out in front of himself proudly. “You already did.” And then he’s gone.

And Tony has never been so intrigued by a person before in his life.

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wtf is a starker on my feed

i need my eyes washed with soap and some cleansing rituals to be performed in my head wtf

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Wanted to end his son's suffering but couldn't because of the love he carries to him

was listening to “In Vain” today

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I was bored! so I made this hehe

inspired by: ironspidxr

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Omg, Middle Eastern Tony is such a golden idea 😭

On a similar note to this post, because I guess neither I or you guys are able to stop thinking about it. While the popular HC is that Tony is an extravagant gift giver, he's an eccentric person with a loud personality and a flair for the dramatics— obviously his gift giving habits reflect that. I have a soft spot for my personal HC that Tony is a well disguised middle-eastern father— he's a silent observer and a quiet giver. In the sense how most middle-eastern fathers wordlessly take note of what their family (especially daughters) like and suddenly there is more of it around the house. I imagine Peter snaking on chocolate covered nuts from a brand he never heard of while doing his homework in the lab as Tony works on his current obsession of the day and me makes a little sound of appreciation or says something like "oh, this is really good." and Tony doesn't reply or gives any indication that he heard him. But the next time Peter sets foot in the tower there are fancy looking crystal bowls (the ones with a lid) filled with chocolate covered nuts, and it's everywhere. Literally, any surface Peter can see there is a bowl of them that never runs empty no matter how much he eats from it. Or imagine Peter, again in the lab, making a passing comment or a joke maybe about his chair being made of rocks because it's so uncomfortable and the next time he's there, there is a new chair. I especially like imagining Peter saying nothing, expressing no interest in something or even discomfort of something, his mood just changes, a small shift, a part of a second tops, but Tony catches it. He says nothing, but he investigates and finds out what caused it and maybe he finds out there is something bothering Peter and he just fixes it without a single words— pulling a Mr. Darcy. I love the idea that with the people that really matter, Tony is silent with his care. There are no theatrics, no big reveal or acknowledgment of any kind, he just does and that to me speaks volume. Because it says to me that it's the most natural thing, like it's a given he takes care of his loved ones. It's like breathing, no one really acknowledges they're breathing they just do. So why should he or the other person acknowledge his gifts or care, its accepted like it's the most natural thing and I love it.

Give me middle-eastern father Tony vibes all day everyday!!

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I need to see Spider-Man and Daredevil together so bad oh my godddd I’m going mad actually

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No like, that means Tony would let him get away with murder if you think about it

Rewatching homecoming and I’m cackling at the fact that tony programmed an instant kill mode into the spider suit. Now you know DAMN WELL that sweet boy ain’t killing anyone 😭😭

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Thanks, how could i sleep at night now?

The new spiderman being called "brand new day" bc bro doesnt have anyone or anything he calls home anymore

I also think may was the "home"

Homecoming: may is crucial for his upbringing (his home)

Far from home: hes far away from ma and cant contact her

No Way home: may dies

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Peter does the Hamilton trend but instead of Hamilton, he is dressed up as Tony Stark.

The video would start with Peter as Tony trying to get out of the window, andMJ with a red wig, and a business suit, shows up, you could easily tell she dressed up as Pepper potts

"Alexander come back to sleep," MJ dressed as Pepper said.

Peter made a face like he had been caught "I have an early meeting out of town"

"It's still dark outside" MJ said acting fed up.

"I know, i just need to write something dwon" Peter made a writing motion in the air

"Why do you write like you're running out of time"

"Shhhhhhhh" Peter put his index finger in front of his mouth, in shoshing manner.

"Come back to bed that would be enough," MJ said while pointing to the other direction

"I'll be back before you know I'm gone," Peter said putting on an awkward smile

"Come back to-" MJ didn't finish singing with song because Peter fell from the window and she rushed to the window trying to reach him.

The video ended after MJ picked up the phone.

Under the video Tony Stark is mentioned about five times, the video blows up of course, for one reason, because Tony Stark responds to it.

YouKnowWhoI'm: Kid what the fuck.

PbP&mj: sorry not sorry

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Looks like Dick Grayson

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While I agree with the headcanon that Peter is weird about receiving gifts, having grown up poor and constantly worried about affording stuff, he can’t help but think of how much everything costs (same as with money, obviously— it’s both embarrassing and weird receiving any he hasn’t earned.) I have a soft spot for the headcanon that, because gift-giving is such a luxury in the Parker household, on the occasions that he does receive any he close to combusts from happiness. It doesn’t matter how much the gift cost, bought or handmade— he treasures every single one. I imagine him extremely expressive and animated as he unboxes them, thanking the person who gifted him profoundly. I especially love the idea that because of this, Tony finds ridiculous reasons to give him stuff. He’d make a list of international days to celebrate just to find an excuse to buy Peter something. Like oh it’s the 8th of July? That’s Video Games Day, so here is a state of the art gaming console with a library of 1,000 video games for you to try. It’s international chocolate cake day? Cool, let’s order different kinds of chocolate cakes and eat all of them. It’s international skiing day? Bet, here is your skiing gear— we’re taking the jet to Austria to ski. I want to read 5+ type of fic of Peter just receiving gifts without getting awkward or refusing them, just getting increasingly more happy with each one and then the one time he pulls out the uno reverse card and gives something back!

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Tony’s intern was an anomaly to Happy.

Tony had him pick this random high schooler up from his tech high school and drive him to the tower twice a week. The kid would chat and babble the whole time. Happy was sure the kid didn’t even notice that he didn’t respond half the time.

‘Oh yeah, and I got hit by a car yesterday which was just annoying because I definitely should have known it was there. Not because I have some weird sense for that or anything! Just because it’s- well it’s a big ass car’

‘I was on the roof of the school last night and-‘

‘I swear my foot was broken but May would kill me if I missed school-‘

And just like that, Happy started paying more attention. The kid spoke about being out of the house all the time, spoke about getting injured like it was a common occurrence and showed up with visible bruises more than once.

The day he walked towards the car with a limp and a black eye was the straw that broke the camels back. Happy waited until he had left to go to the workshop himself.

“Tony, we need to talk about your intern.”

Tony didn’t even look up from whatever he was working on. “Oh yeah? Is it the fact you’re always nice to him but not to me? I heard you two got ice cream on the way here. Where was mine, huh?”

Happy took a breath, feeling nervous. “I think the kid is getting abused,” he said firmly. He was pretty sure by now. All the signs pointed that way.

Tony dropped whatever was in his hand, turning to face him with a serious look. “What do you mean?”

“He is never home. He is always covered in bruises, and every time I ask him where he got them he says he walked into a door. And he talks about broken bones like they’re paper cuts. Tony…” he takes a breath and lets his eyes wander to the kids work bench, “I don’t think he’s safe at-“

He cuts off. His eyes turn to Tony who is stood there like a child caught with chocolate around his mouth.

“Tony…”

“Yeah?” He squeaks. Happy keeps switching his eyes between Tony’s guilty face and the web shooters on Peter’s work bench.

“Tell me right now that you did not recruit a fourteen year old kid.”

Tony doesn’t say a word. Happy is about to start shouting when a timid voice comes from the doorway.

“So sorry everyone but I forgot my- uhm… my two watches? Right, one for AM and one for PM haha,” he scratches behind his ear as he wanders over the desk and picks them up. “I’ll be down by the car. Don’t be late, I’ll know!” He gestured to the watch and without looking, walks smack bam into the doorframe. He laughs, rubs his face, yells “I’m okay!” And then he’s gone.

Tony sighed. “If it’s any consolation, the kid probably does walk into doors every day.”

Happy looked at him, a dead stare. “I want a raise.”

“Done.”

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August 10th is Peter Parker's birthday !!! •<:D 2025 is the first birthday he spent completely alone with no friends or family <3 he's having a miserable day being reminded of all he's lost 🥰