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Spiderson & Irondad Headcanon #1

Peter, who doesn't often get praised, physical contact, or undivided attention. It wasn't on purpose, and he has people in his corner, it was just uncommon. May would praise him, but she didn't usually give him her full attention. Sne was too busy worrying about bills or tired from her job. MJ was MJ, what do you expect? And well, Ned was his best friend. It'd be a bit awkward. Although, Ned was often the closest he got to that.

Tony looms over his shoulder as he fills out his math sheet. His eyes track Peter's answers, which frankly, makes Peter uncomfortable.

"Wow kid, that's- that's pretty impressive." Peter can't help but smile and get all giddy.

"It's nothing, Mr. Star—" "No, seriously, that's amazing. I've never seen someone use this strategy, it's great. You even tweaked the formula, that's great." Even though it sounds stupid or selfish, all Peter wants is for Tony to elaborate, to explain in detail all of the ways he's smart, who craves the validation he's getting. Tony ruffles his hair, patting his shoulder as well. Peter feels as though he's flying. His mentor moves across from him, quickly yet smoothly, swan-like.

"Explain how you figured out how to change the formula." "Don't you already know how, Mr. Stark?" "No, not really," Tony says, rendering Peter confused. "I always just used a couple different rules and formulas, I never thought to combine them in such a way. I'm interested, go on." Peter feels as though the connection is fragile, like Tony will strip this away within seconds. He rushes to explain, stuttering through his explanation. Tony's gaze never leaves Peter's except to look down at the paper.

Tony picked up pretty quick that Peter relished in attention, compliments, any kind of physical contact, even though Peter wouldn't admit it. He makes it a habit, a mental checklist. 'At least two forms of contact a day, a compliment, and genuine interest in something he likes for at least five minutes.'

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Tony: YOU'VE NEVER HAD A TEDDY BEAR?!

Peter: I just grew up faster than other kids, y'know? I had to help take care of May, and bills, and stuff, so I guess I just didn't need a stupid stuffed toy, lolol. :)

Tony:... We're going to build-a-bear— RIGHT NOW!

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Peter: All odd numbers have a three in them.

Tony: Peter, it's three A.M, go to sleep.

Peter: T-h-r-e-e—

Tony: GO TO SLEEP!

Peter:... S-e-V—

Tony: AHHHH—

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BUCKY, I NEED YOU TO ASSASSINATE ONE MORE PRESIDENT. PLEASE, JUST ONE MORE. PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASEEEEEEE.

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"If you really cared about Bucky's mental health, you wouldn't ship so Stucky, you'd ship Samb—" Or, we all just ship what we want! 🧍