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I’m just afraid of what’s coming down the line - Peter’s always the universe’s punching bag in the comics… 😢
Just rewatched NWH again and... Peter spent Christmas all alone :(
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Hello, I just leaked their conversation, your welcome
Peter Parker’s heart raced as he stared at his phone screen, fingers hovering above the keyboard. The warm glow of his desk lamp illuminated his room, but it didn’t calm the storm of nerves swirling inside him.
Tony Stark had been messaging him for weeks now, ever since their accidental meeting at Stark Industries. Peter, a mere intern in the R&D department, hadn’t expected the CEO of the company to ever notice him, let alone strike up a conversation after their first interaction.
But Tony had.
It had started as professional—questions about his projects, occasional compliments on his work. Then it became something else. Late-night texts about random thoughts, jokes, and sometimes even heartfelt confessions about the stress of running Stark Industries.
Peter had been thrilled at first, but it didn’t take long for him to develop feelings he had no business having. He was an intern, for crying out loud! Tony Stark was a billionaire genius, charismatic and confident. He had no reason to take notice of Peter beyond professional admiration.
Except now he had sent this text:
"Can I tell you something? Don’t freak out."
Peter’s hands shook as he typed back:
"What makes you think I would freak out?"
The three dots signaling Tony’s reply appeared almost immediately. Peter’s heart hammered against his ribcage, the anticipation unbearable.
And then it came:
"I love you."
Peter blinked. Then blinked again.
No. That couldn’t be right.
His mind raced as he stared at the message, rereading it over and over again. He felt his chest tighten, a mix of emotions bubbling to the surface—joy, disbelief, and sheer panic.
Without thinking, he typed back:
"I’m freaking out."
And hit send.
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Okay okay.
But I want the dramatic of
Stephen and Peter dating just at Stephen's career started setting off.
Omega Peter gets pregnant. Stephen doesn't want it. Gives Peter a wad of cash to get rid of it. He can't have knocked up an omega that he isn't married and or mated to. It's bad for his career. Also breaks it off.
Queue some years later maybe Christine as a joke gets him to do a 23andMe DNA test thing. And a result pops up. He has a kid.
Stephen's journey in finding out Peter kept the kid. Peter somehow shacking up with [ Tony or Bucky; both?)
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Ooh - someone write this please!
Peter tilts his head as he looks at the invitation that was in his P.O.Box.
There wasn't a stamp on it. Solid black paper with metallic sky blue ink with his full name spelled out.
He glanced around to see if anyone else was at the building mails boxes, seeing himself alone he decided to go ahead and open it.
Huh.
He was drafted by the city. It seems that the SIM and the Winter Soldier were once again looking for either of their mates. An odd Alpha pair but both seeking an Omega to claim for their own and probably to share. One doesn't say no to SIM.
It isn't well known that Peter was an omega. Sure he is registered, but he isn't typical. Too nerdy, smart, sassy.
He has miss the last 4 "drafts" he debated about moving. But he had a feeling in his gut that it wouldn't be a good idea.
Not even him being Spiderman is going to get him out of this.
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Is it this one?
hi i’m wondering if u could help me find a fic? it’s iron man 2 era tony/peter (no powers) set in cali. tony found peter through his work as a college student and they became besties. tony invites peter to be his date when he accepts some award as arm candy. they get there and uh oh one bed, and they end up 👀👀. they get together and do crazy shit in vegas together, eventually tony buys peter a boat but peter feels insecure and like one of his groupies. then tony buys peter a car and peter breaks down and refuses. tony thinks he’s dumping him but they finally talk through their shit and ugh it’s so good. pls someone help me find it im desperate 😭😭
I don’t know that one I’m afraid. Sorry!
But maybe someone else does?
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⚘ Monkey Orchid ⚘ - symbolizes evil and death
Sith Lords Darth Ferrous and Darth Arachnid ammassing their armies before launching their attack against the Jedi and the Republic
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SIM: I just... it doesn't make any sense. I've been targeting only those that I know Peter disagrees with on a personal level. Corrupt politicians, business owners and the like. I've dealt with any enemies of his that could go to far. My traps have been tailored to him specifically with references to our previous encounters in order for Peter to think about me and him together. I specifically made a new suit to highlight my best assets and have been 35% more flirtatious in my monologues and an additional 10% flirtatious during our verbal altercations. How could I possibly be more obvious in my intentions? FRIDAY: Have you thought about maybe talking to him like a normal person? Maybe about common interests or something similar SIM: No? FRIDAY: Of course you haven't. Time to do something about this myself then.
SIM Tony, unable to flirt like a normal person choosing instead to commit bigger and greater crimes to attract the attention of his crush the hero Spider-man. Much to the consternation of his Ai FRIDAY.
@starkerfestivals Summer Bingo: Villain Au card below

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MAFIA AU but instead of Mafia Leader Tony kidnapping Peter it's the other way around, Peter locks Tony up in his room and keeps him under with some pills that takes away his strength as Peter takes advantage of the Mafia Leader.
"You see this cunt, Mr. Stark? You're going to breed it. You're going to fill it with your cum. You're going to get me pregnant and you will marry me. You're mine, Mr. Stark."
And Peter's ruthless drive to get Mr. Stark makes Tony feel some sort of pride for the tiny boy and he ultimately falls in love and marries Peter out of undying devotion with his heir inside the boy's womb.
And when the public asked Tony how he met his husband, he'd grin, "he kidnapped me," and no one would believe him because the kid is too pretty and tiny to look like a deranged kidnapper and baby-trapper.
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I want to read this ( I would attempt to write it but at my current rate it would never get finished )
I need a Sitcom style fic where Tony made a bet with Rhodey because Tony said he could live on way less money than he currently does
So Tony moves into an apartment building and only has a bank account with a set amount of money
I need Tony to run into his increasingly weird and hilarious new neighbors and I need them to somehow be a big welcoming community
One time Tony is staring at the washing machine in the basement, that apparently costs money to use??? Even though he already pays way too much rent???
Luckily a cute college student comes in, clocks that he doesn’t have the money for the washing machine and offers some of his coins
its how Tony and Peter meet
Peter quickly realizes that Tony has no idea how to handle rationing his money so they meet up and he helps him work out a spending plan
Tony learns a lot during this time but most importantly he meets the love of his life
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Somebody please write this! 🥺
Teenager Tony having a lab accident and ending up in the hospital. The nurse who primarily cares for him is horrified when she can’t reach any of his emergency contacts for days and when she finally reaches Tony dad, the man tells her Tony should text a driver to get him home when he’s being released
Tony just shrugs his shoulders, because that’s just how his life works, but his nurse, a women called May Parker can’t stop thinking about it and eventually asks her nephew Peter, who she’s raising, if he can’t come visit the lonely boy who seems to have a lot of similar interests
May will forever pride herself in being the one who got them together and she’ll also pride herself in the scene she made when she first met Tony’s parents and exposed their neglect to a whole restaurant
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Please continue this - I’m invested in the story now lol
tony and peter were in a relationship, but it's been a while and it's still a big bruise in peter's chest, so he's not really excited when the police show up at his apartment and ask him a million questions about it.
how did you meet? how long were you together? why did you break up--
"he never actually broke up with me," peter has to admit out loud for the first time. because they'd been living together for months and then one day tony just. left. disappeared. wrote peter a check for $30,000 and vanished into the wind. peter hadn't even known he was rich. he was shocked when he started seeing tony stark on the television and recognized the beard and the eyes and the stupid mole on his neck that peter had kissed a million times.
peter tells that to the police, but not all of it. some small sadnesses peter keeps tucked away, just for himself. tonguing at the hole of a missing tooth.
"what's this about?" peter asks, after the questions become an interrogation and peter thinks he might need to call his lawyer. "is he in trouble?" peter won't be able to help them much. he hasn't seen tony in over five years.
"he might be," says the agent. "or he could be dead."
peter's heart stops and he hates himself for it.
"or he could be perfectly fine." she makes a note on her paper with a casual smile. peter hates her too, just a little.
tony stark is missing. it's better than dead, but in a week or two it won't be. peter tells them that he can't help them. tony probably doesn't remember him at all. just one relationship followed by a ghosting of epic proportions and a string of extremely public short-term flings. who is peter compared to that?
"considering that he left everything he owns to you in his will," says the other officer, "i'd think he remembers you just fine."
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nothing makes any sense, and when peter returns to new york, he's immediately thrown into a whirlwind investigation to find the missing tony stark. there are rumors in the darker street corners that he's dead, Dead with a capital D, that he pissed off the wrong person after all these years and his head is somewhere on a pike, but peter just...can't believe it.
tony can't be dead until peter figures out what happened between them. a will established a full ten months after tony left peter alone in boston has more questions than answers. no one wants to talk about tony stark's disappearance -- peter can barely get a straight answer of the police, and is branded a desperate ex-lover by the media in page 6 articles.
the only place peter can think to go now is to iron man, tony's body guard.
iron man, who seems to hate him and love him at the same time, and can't even keep one billionaire safe with all the technology in the world. peter can't say he isn't bitter, but he's bitter about tony stark, too, and iron man doesn't seem to mind peter giving him a piece of his mind.
together, maybe they can figure out who killed tony stark.
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Any chance of a sequel? 🥺
Prompt: You’ve heard of “got drunk in Vegas and woke up married” but now I want “got drunk in a shady part of an old town and woke up with strange, matching soul-binding tattoos and now we can’t be physically apart for longer than a day"
Tony opens his eyes and the first thing he feels is muscles he didn't even know he had ached. He refuses to open his eyes because he knows the light will be a bitch and possibly melt his eyeballs. But the sunlight burns on his eyelids and he growls sullenly, raising his hand and muttering under his breath for Friday to close the windows that God knows why he thought to leave open last night.
But nothing happens and Tony frowns still with his eyes closed. He murmurs one more order and his tongue feels disgustingly bitter and heavy in his mouth.
The sunlight is still there, Friday is conspicuous by her absence.
Tony opens his eyes against his will and gasps in fear when the first thing he sees is a mop of curls on his right bicep. Specifically, a mop of curls attached to a head he knows perfectly well.
He stiffens. He slowly tries to pull his arm out from under Peter's head but the kid stirs and snuggles into Tony's chest. On Tony's bare chest.
Fuck. What the hell happened last night?
Tony tries not to panic. It doesn't have to be bad. He tries to organize his ideas. They are in Italy, Matera to be more exact. Tony brought the kid on a two-week trip to Europe to erase the bad memories he has of idiot Beck while Tony was dead.
Peter said he wanted to visit one of the oldest cities in Italy, so Tony took him to see the prehistoric caves in the Basilica region where the first humans are believed to have lived. They ended their expedition in an old bar drinking lemon liquor and grappa.
Then everything becomes too blurry.
Tony manages to detach himself from the kid's heavy, hot body. Damn, this is so wrong. Why is he half-naked hugging the one person he shouldn't touch? He gets out of bed as Peter begins to growl at being disturbed from his sleep. So Tony, trying to get rid of the evidence, stands up trying to put distance between them, only to find that he's not half naked, he's totally naked.
"Holy fuck!" He exclaims, making Peter gasp and wake up, jumping out of bed and sitting against the headboard.
"Oh, my God!" Peter exclaims, eyes wide and focused directly on Tony's crotch.
The man lets out a squeal and covers himself with both hands, especially when his stomach does something funny and his blood threatens to go to a particular area of his body at the sight of the kid as naked as himself.
For fuck 's sake.
Peter breathes heavily, and his eyes inevitably go from Tony to his own body. He screams scandalized and closes his legs hugging his knees. Tony turns to give him some privacy and Peter squeals again at the sight of his bare butt.
"Why are we naked?!" Peter asks, his voice high-pitched.
"Oh my God, this isn't happening," Tony whispers to himself. He hurries to grab the sheet that lies discarded on the floor and covers his waist with it.
"Mr. Stark?" Peter says with a shaking voice. "Oh my God, oh my God."
Tony takes a chance and slowly turns his head to see Peter out of the corner of his eye. Mercifully and for the sake of his sanity, the kid has a pillow covering his crotch now. The man turns completely to find Peter looking at his outstretched hand, palm up, where a huge black and gold letter A shines shamelessly.
"What's that?" Tony says with an unrecognizable voice. "Peter, what is that?"
The kid is pale, as white as a ghost covered in a sack of flour. His eyes are so wide they threaten to fall out of their sockets and his jaw is almost touching the floor.
Out of pure instinct, or perhaps because a terrible feeling fills his chest, Tony extends his own hand. There, arrogant and haughty, a letter P of furious gold and black shines in his entire palm.
"I'll never drink again in my life," Tony declares, not believing he has a- what the fuck is this? Is it a drawing? Is it indelible ink? Does it erased with soap and water? Is it a fucking tattoo?
"Why is it shining?" Peter says very loudly and trying to erase the letter with his fingers. "Mr. Stark? Why is this glowing?"
Tony takes a deep breath. He needs to think coherently. He needs to find answers because otherwise Peter is going to freak out which will make Tony freak out too and it will spiral into madness.
"What's the last thing you remember?" He asks, adjusting the blanket around his waist and ignoring the letter P in his palm that is now also glowing like a fucking Christmas tree.
Peter nods, as if he's convincing himself that he needs to collect his thoughts and not panic. "We went to this bar, we drank and we talked about- about- oh God-"
Tony's eyes widen and his heart beats even faster than it has since he woke up. "What? What did you just remember?"
"This- this woman talking about- about spells and about- oh God, oh God, Mr. Stark."
Peter puts his hands to his face while Tony tries with all his might to remember what the kid is talking about. Then with the force of a hurricane, blurred and incoherent memories appear.
A woman with a funny hat approaching their table and asking them for a drink. He doesn't exactly remember if it was him or Peter who let her sit with them. But he remembers the woman smiling knowingly as she watched Tony and Peter interact and laugh like schoolchildren.
In return for the drink and kindness I will give you a gift, she said. She took their hands, she recited some words in Italian that sounded a lot like true love and soulmates.
Tony feels dizzy when he remembers the feeling of peace that came over him after that. The pure, unknown happiness that clung to his bones and coursed through his blood.
"Oh, Jesus Christ," Peter murmurs, shifting gently on the bed and wincing in pain.
Tony doesn't want to ask, but he doesn't need to either judging by the kid's exploratory movements moving his hips and looking for... evidence.
"Do we–" Tony asks weakly, because he needs to know.
Peter closes his eyes and lets out a desperate moan. "I think so," he whispers.
Tony feels like he's going to die. He fucked Peter Parker. Tony fucked the man of his dreams whom he swore never to touch so as not to harm and he doesn't even remember it.
"Are you sure?" He tries a glimmer of hope that quickly dies when Peter nods, face buried in his hands.
Tony closes his eyes and sits on the far corner of the bed when he feels like his knees are going to give way. What did he do? He fought tooth and nail against his feelings for Peter for years only to ruin everything in a single drunken night. And he can't even remember it.
"Do you think you could- do you think I could get dressed for a moment?" Peter asks timidly, his voice filled with tears.
Tony gasps at the sound of pain in Peter's tone. Tony went and ruined everything, again. It wasn't enough for him to die and abandon the kid, now he also screwed up the kid's life. He nods and grabs the sheet tightly, he looks around the room for the first time looking for his clothes and sees them lying in a corner. This isn't even his hotel room, it's not even their hotel.
Tony takes his clothes and goes into the bathroom. Possibly Peter should be the one to use the bathroom first but they both can't even look at each other right now. He allows himself to inspect his body in the small mirror above the sink and is greeted by angry hickeys and bites.
Fuck, the kitten has claws, doesn't he?
Tony completely ignores the stain of dried cum on his stomach and washes himself at lightning speed. When he finishes he doesn't find any towel so he chooses to put on his clothes even though he is wet. His brain is full of questions, guilt, regret, shame, while his heart seems as big and aching as ever when Peter is involved in the equation.
The point is that Tony has loved him since the kid was fifteen, since Tony took him to Germany to fight Captain America. Tony watched Peter grow into a man while his heart ached for him, as he entered deeper and deeper into a wrong and immoral love. Because Tony met him at fifteen, lost him at seventeen, got him back and saw him go to MIT and graduate, and now the kid is twenty while Tony is fucking fifty.
Peter doesn't love him, he once had a crush on him like so many other teenagers dazzled by Iron Man, but it was just that. Peter isn't as fucking in love with Tony as Tony is with him.
And Tony was trying to forget about him. Rhodey told him that taking Peter to Europe as if they were going on a romantic trip was not the best idea to get him out of his heart. But... Peter seemed so excited when Tony mentioned his childhood town and his mother's family home that Tony just said "hey, do you want to go with me?" and Peter never looked happier.
Once he finishes dressing he searches his pockets for his cell phone, and finds it as well as a small gold card that looks suspiciously like the handwriting in his palm.
His entire body freezes as he reads the words written in gold ink with delicate calligraphy.
A true love spell.
An eternal union of souls.
You love him and he loves you.
Seal your love and live happily for the rest of eternity.
Congratulations on the new marriage!
Tony leans against the bathroom wall and tries to control his breathing. His hands are shaking. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
He turns the damn little card.
Warning:
The first two to three months it will be impossible to be more than ten meters apart.
Infidelity is physically impossible.
The spell and soul bond is unbreakable.
Enjoy Mr. and Mrs. Stark :)
Tony blinks at the happy face. He rereads everything again in disbelief and decides that– then it will be time to resolve that 'you love him and he loves you' thing. But now he needs to show this to the kid and apologize in ten different fucking languages, then go find the old lady and demand that she fix this, or in the worst case they will have to go to Strange.
Tony almost stumbles out of the bathroom, only to find Peter dressed and sitting on the end of the bed with an identical card held in his hands.
"Peter-" He begins.
"I really like the sound of Mrs. Stark," Peter answers sheepishly, blushing cheeks and shy smile.
Tony feels like his whole world is collapsing, only to put itself back together in a millisecond.
"Do you- do you love me, Mr. Stark?" Peter says, biting his lip and looking at Tony with those big doe eyes.
All the air in Tony's chest escapes as if he's been kicked. "Yeah, yeah," he says breathlessly. "Do you- do you-"
"Yeah," Peter says also breathlessly. "I'm really- really in love with you."
Tony could fly away at any moment and he doesn't even have his thrusters on. He takes a couple steps closer to Peter. His entire body vibrated with excitement.
"But-" Peter says standing up, making Tony stop on his heels. "What will happen to Miss Potts and the wedding?"
And Tony thinks oh, that's true. Tony is getting married in a week. Oh, fuck.
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Dedicated to @madeforstarker ❤️ Happy Valentine's Day, baby.
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Finish it finish it finish it!!!!!
I want to read this one very much!
Did I mention finish it?… please?
🥺🥺🥺
For the wip-game:
Anti Harem 👀
“Fifty gold,” the king declares, and then returns the coin in the bag, ties the knot, and tosses it at the first wife’s feet. She tenses but does not grab it. “Severance.”
Slowly, the harem looks at each other, whispers, worries. “Take it,” Anthony says, voice firm, and the first wife reaches out to take the purse like an animal caught in a hunter’s sights. “There is one for all of you.” Peter straightens like he’s been shocked. <em>Fifty gold pieces.</em> That’s more than a servant’s wages for at least five years. In some parts of the country it’s a fortune. He looks to the front throne despite his years of conditioning, shocked, before remembering himself and slamming his eyes down to the floor. The others around him are no different. One of the newer concubines, seated primly towards the back corner of the hall, asks, “If we do not want the severance?” Anthony tosses a hand idly. “Then you are free to leave without it.” Reality settles. “If we would like to stay?” she presses again. The king’s eyes are dark, sharp. “Only one will stay.”
the bastard general Anthony Carbonell usurps his father's reign in a brutal takedown. his first act as king is to release the entire harem, save one. Peter Parker, a nobody, will stay.
@ursafootprints and @weatheredskies also asked for this!
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a self-indulgent peter rating tony's pet names for him: a thread.
Part 1 ♡ (because we need more cute and funny starker social media aus)
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I want a Starker medical drama AU where all our favorite characters are either medical personnel or linked to them.
It should have:
A) Tony Stark as a very successful heart surgeon
B) Peter as the new attending or fellowship trauma surgeon or pediatric cardiologist or something specialized that made the hospital want him to come work there
C) Bruce Banner as an epidemiologist or a pathologist
D) Steve or Bucky should be the chief resident in the ER/ED
E) must contain the dialogue “Careful with Stark, Parker. For all the hearts he saves in the OR, he breaks more outside of it.”
Any takers?
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I’d like more please? 🥺🥺🥺
Pepper took a deep breath before the limo door opened. She put on her best smile before the camera flashes, ignored the lights that blinded her and walked with a determined step towards the red carpet of the Stark Gala. The hand of her companion on her waist was heavy, but it was a good grounding cable, reminding her that there was a reason for her to be there.
"Ms. Potts! Ms. Potts! A few words please." Camera clicks here and there, about ten microphones in front of her face.
Smile, nod, informal greeting to a well-known journalist. One step, another one. She was almost close to the door. She was going to be fine. She was going to be fine. Soon.
It was strange to be at a Stark Gala that she hadn't organized. For the last fifteen years she was the head and skeleton of Stark Industries, and of Tony, especially Tony.
"Are you sure about this, Peps?" Rhodes asked with a pitiful smile, looking at her for a long time.
"Everything will be fine, trust me, Rhods" she answered with a smile. "He will come back to me and everything will be better."
But nothing is better when two hours later Tony hasn't turned to look at her, hasn't come up to greet her, hasn't given her a single smile or a single look.
"There are a lot of people," Steve tried to console her, "why don't you come over and say hi?"
But she couldn't do that. She had been the one who kicked him out of the house because he couldn't choose between her and being Ironman. Because he was too childish, too immature, too selfish, an egomaniac. But Tony hasn't been home for the last ten months and she needs to lure him back, she misses him, she is worried about him.
"I really don't think it's the best idea, Pepper," Bruce advised her. "I think you pushed him away so much that he doesn't need you anymore."
But she doesn't believe that's true. Tony needs her, he needs her as much as he needs to breathe. Tony is nothing without Pepper.
The lights dimmed, the glasses were refilled, the tables disappeared to make way for a dance floor. Low and sensual music, smoke, bottles and bottles of champagne.
Tony was alone on the dancefloor, he hasn't turned to see her yet. It was her moment, her time to leave her pride aside and go smile at him with that sensual smile that she knew made him leave everything aside and follow her.
One step, another step, heels clicking on the floor, sound overshadowed by the low vibrations of the music. Tony was no longer alone, but Pepper hadn't gotten to him yet.
A slender, fine, delicate body. Twenty years maybe? Maybe less. She couldn't say for sure. His hands wrapped around Tony's neck, Tony's hands pressing into his waist. Hips colliding, slow, dirty movements. Tony whispering in the boy's ear, biting his earlobe, biting his neck, sucking on a mark.
The unmistakable shine of gold on the unknown boy's ring finger. Pepper's glass of champagne hitting the pristine floor.
"Didn't I tell you it wasn't a good idea?" Rhodes asked as he escorted her out the back exit, away from the paparazzi.
"What is his name?"
"Peter" Rhodey said dryly. "Peter Parker, he's about twenty years younger. I honestly don't know what Tony is thinking."
Peter Parker. Tears fall helplessly and Pepper nods. Spiderman, of course. She should have known. Tony left everything for him. The kid in the photograph, the one Tony invented damn time travel for. He put on the gauntlet with the infinity stones and spent three months in the hospital. The damn kid.
"I don't have a chance anymore, do I?"
Rhodey didn't answer. And he didn't need to, because the real question was: Did she ever stand a chance against Peter Parker? No, she doesn't think she had it.
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