#peter parker is spidey son

[fotibrit]

A couple different people around New York have deduced, through one way or another, that Spider-Man is a teenager. They’ve started giving him life advice, when they see him. One even called Spider-Man “son” after buying spidey a bag of chips.

In totally unrelated news, Tony Stark has beef with a bunch of strangers throughout New York, and refuses to explain why.

[wingitbold]

A Random Rainy Night:

Peter: *Enters completely drenched & shivering*

Tony: Underoos!! *starts screaming & pampering him*

*While making cold chocolate to warm up his little spiderling*

Tony: Why didn't you swing in your suit? It would have saved you from resembling a kicked & drenched puppy.

Peter: *pouts* I am not a puppy

Peter: Also, it’s a million dollar worth suit, Mr. Stark. Couldn't get it wet

Tony: astonished, slackjawed, flabbergasted

Tony: Is my age catching upto me or did you actually took a nose dive into a freaking lake with that suit?

Peter: oh! It was waterproof?!

Tony: Flabbergasted Stark

[idk-bruh-20]

Something I love about Spider-Man as a character: even if there's no big villain to fight, he's still a hero.

On days when there's no crime at all, he's out helping someone carry their groceries or giving directions to someone who's lost. He doesn't need anything negative to fight; he's just actively trying to make the world a safer, kinder, better place. That's what makes him a hero.

[ineedsleepsoleavemealone]

MY OPINION, DONT LIKE, DONT READ.

sorry to rant, but I hate when fanfictions or headcannons make the MCU's Peter Parker a baby. Like they make him super anxious or "precious". They act like he isn't sassy or snarky at all. They make him weak. There's nothing wrong with having moments of weakness, but they make his whole character a precious baby who stutters every other sentence. I often see this in Irondad and Spiderson fics. Where Peter is super nervous around Tony. But in the movies he's not.

In Civil War, when he meets Tony for the first time he's only nervous about what Tony will do if he knows he's Spider-Man. Even in the fight, hes not nervous. Yeah, he's chatty but he's not nervous. He's chatty in all his fights. In all of Peter's MCU movies he's chatty, but that doesn't make him nervous. He's sassy and sarcastic and cracks jokes all the time. He talks back to Tony and the Avengers. He's not afraid to make comments or to suggest a plan of action to the Avengers.

In the fanfictions, Peter is nervous around Happy and doesn't want to bother him. But in the movies Peter banters and jokes with Happy and isn't afraid to annoy him.

I also see a lot of fanfictions where Peter is only sassy in the spider-man mask and is nervous when he is "just Peter Parker" But that's not true, he is sassy to everyone, all the time, no matter what.

Also, when Flash bullies Peter, fanfictions take that excuse and run with it. They make Peter seem weak for having a bully, when he's not. Peter knows damn well that he could punch Flash and Flash wouldn't mess with him again, he just chooses not to. Peter's not weak for it, he's just not choosing violence.

I just think you do a huge disservice to his character if you just make Peter Parker an obnoxiously anxious teenager. Of course, I think making Peter have anxiety as a personality trait is fine, good even. But when you make it his whole personality is when I see a problem with it.

At the core of it, Peter is a strong, polite, smart, sassy, sarcastic, honest, hardworking teenager who sacrifices way more than he should for the good of others. He talks back to anyone and everyone. He's not weak or precious or a baby.

(Obviously, I know that some fics make characters ooc for the purpose of the fic, but this is a wide spread thing. I can barely find fics where Peter is sassy. Maybe I'm looking in the wrong tags)

[spideyspetertingle]

Peter: Mr. Stark!! Did you know that mochi is called that because of the word “Mochila” in Spanish meaning backpack? It’s like an ice cream backpack! Tony: ...I don’t believe you, but I don’t know enough to prove you wrong.  

[stolenavalanche]

Tony: Did you eat your entire Easter basket in 10 minutes?

Peter, vibrating: I CAN SEE THROUGH TIME.

[sadiecoocoo]

You guys should watch Ultimate Spider-Man. They give Peter so many boyfriends. Also it deserves more recognition and fan content that I don’t wanna make rn and literally cannot make since I don’t have access to my computer rn

[maryo274]

Tony's poor old man heart can't take his kid's super hero hijinks anymore. 😅

Also, Peter has an Instagram exclusive for Spidey where he posts reels and stuff regarding his super hero life (as Spidey of course), certified and all. It's canon and you can't change my mind on that one. 🤣

Also, Rhodey just having to deal with Tony's fatherly nervous breakdowns is beyond believable within the MCU's canon. 😅

More comics are coming soon.

Hope you like this one. 👊🏼😉

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[theshadowrealmitself]

Thinking of a very specific scenario where Gwen has her workplace covered head to toe in Spidey pictures and Spidey merch because she originally lost a bet, but never took any of the stuff down after it was over because she grew attached to it, so her work area just makes everyone think she’s a huge fan of Spidey

That’s the setup, followed by a situation where Spidey has to team up with Norman for a science thing (neither one is happy about this) and they pass by Gwen’s area (although it doesn’t have her name written anywhere, it’s just covered in Spidey stuff) and Spiderman, being Peter Parker and having visited Gwen’s workplace before, knows it’s hers

Which prompts this dialogue: “How is Gwen doing? Staying away from tall buildings..I hope… ha ha..” -Peter, making an awkward joke based on that horrifying statistic they found out about most of other Gwen’s dying by falling, because working with an enemy is an awkward situation and he was trying to lighten the mood but failed

Norman doesn’t understand the reference, obviously, just takes note that somehow Spiderman is aware of his worker, and since he can tell which work area is hers, is aware that she’s a huge fan

Later on, there’s this dialogue: “If you really wanna get a superhero’s attention, go to their “territory,” get on a huge building, make a fuss so that they know you’re there, then fling yourself off, you’ll be in their arms before you know it!” -Gwen Stacy, making her own morbid falling off a cliff joke to cope while people brainstorm how to find a missing hero

Which leads Norman to the following conclusion: Gwen Stacy has been putting herself in danger on purpose to get Spider-Man’s attention

Now not only does he have to worry about holding an intervention for his son and his son’s friend who’s like a son to him about being so obsessed with Spiderman that they ignore their own safety, but he also has to hold one for his best employee!! What the fuck!!

[moritashie]

I HAVE A FIC IDEA vol#7

Tony is alive in this fic, just like in the actual canon.

When Peter first came to Strange, the spell worked nearly perfectly. Could've been something as simple as "hold up but what about x? They can't forget that I'm Spider-Man!" "Ok. We exclude X then. Anyone else? Just hurry, please" or "We can not make any more exceptions, Peter."

Peter makes an unimaginably rushed list consisting of May, Ned and MJ. Tony does not make it onto the list somehow. Maybe he is still in a coma, and Peter, not talking to him for about a year at this point, simply doesn't have enough time to think to add him to the list. Maybe he doesn't know Tony is alive. Maybe, when he wanted to, Strange refused, to stop himself from messing up the spell. Whatever floats your boat, man.

So, when Tony does contact Peter, he assumes, that he has two mentees. Peter, and Spiderman. (He would know if they were the same person, right?).

Chaos ensues.

[good-as-i-am94]

Peter flopped onto Tony and Pepper’s bed while they packed for a trip, “I’m begging now. Take me with.”

Pepper laughed softly as she put another shirt in her suitcase, “I tried to tell him you would want to come.”

“It’s going to be a bunch of boring meetings, Kid. Why are you begging to come? Did you and May have a fight or—“ Tony frowned and then snapped his fingers, “You think if you come with then you are ungrounded.”

“Pfftt.” Peter rolled his eyes, “No. I just miss Pepper. I never get to see her.”

Pepper paused to ruffle his hair, “That’s my favorite lie.”

“I don’t know why the two of you are so suspicious. Honestly, maybe someone should be asking the two of you questions.” Peter said as he pulled two shirts out of Tony’s bag.

Tony grabbed them, “Stop. Now I’m getting annoyed.”

“So that’s a yes?”

“I’m calling May.” Tony walked out of the room.

“But Mr. Stark—“ Peter trailed after his mentor.

Pepper found her passport to move to her purse, “Friday? You think Peter’s going to convince him?”

“I’ve calculated that the probability is at 98% based on previous situations where the boss says no repeatedly and Peter continues to ask.” Friday confirmed.

“It’s those brown eyes.” Pepper thought out loud.

“Agreed.” Friday confirmed.

[the-suicidal-lizard]

Mothers Adrenaline

Tony, Stephen and Peter, on a day out at the park: *having fun, Peter goes off*

Stephen: Peter, where are you baby? Momma wants to go home and get dru- go to sleep! Has anyone seen my son?! Oh God! That Mother's adrenaline is kicking in! Peter! I can see every equation! *Runs to Natasha* Excuse me, ma'am! Have you seen my son?! He's about this tall, clearly bi but we haven't had the talk!

Tony: *watches the meltdown*

Stephen: PETER?! WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU?! I'll let you do drugs! I'm gonna have a stroke! WHERE'S THE PARK RANGER?!

Peter, behind Stephen: ʰɪ ᵐᴏₘ

[natsskydivingcrew]

Peter: I wish you could block people in real life

Tony: A restraining order.

Natasha: Murder.

[xpeterstarkx]

tony: pete, i beg of you. please, please go to the doctor.

peter: hey, i'm sorry. is this our stab wound?

[littlemissagrafina]

Beautiful Boy

My gift for the absolutely darling @sdottkrames for this years @friendly-neighborhood-exchange

Summary: Tony had stood his ground despite Peter's protests. "You and I both know that it's not easy for you to get sick, Bud, and that when you do, it hits you hard. You'll be down for the count for the next few days and I'm not having you push yourself and feel even worse just to stick to our schedule. We have the whole summer, Kid, let's get you better and then we can see about doing another trip but in a different area or whatever."

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Tony had leant over and ruffled Peter's hair in greeting, listening to his rambling intently as he pulled out onto the road. He would occasionally ask questions, somehow keeping track of each change of Peter's train of thought, but once they had mostly cleared the busy city streets, the rambling was mixed in with periods of comfortable silence as well as Tony's own brand of chatting through his own thoughts.

Tony had picked the teen up as soon as the last school bell had rung for the year. He had their bags packed and secured in the trunk, a takeout bag already waiting on the front seat when Peter had opened the passenger door.

It had set the theme comfortably for the rest of the road trip, easy conversation flowed as the highway (and the occasional gravel or dirt road) stretched out in front of them. They jumped from one topic to another, ranging from whatever site they were going to see to fun facts from the area they were in. Tony would have a fun memory of almost every stop they had made along their trip, recalling both the funny and downright stupid things that he and Rhodey had gotten up to on their own road trip years before.

Said memories were the entire reason for Tony and Peter's roadtrip, the teenager having let slip that he had never been on one when Tony and Rhodey had been reminiscing one weekend. Tony had the plan mapped out in his head before the weekend had been over and the next thing Peter had known, it was the beginning of summer and Tony had picked him up; the older hero all but bouncing in his eagerness to share all of the places he still remembered with fondness from his first road trip.

They had moved from one place to the next, sometimes staying in hotels but often laying down the seats with their sleeping bags spread out on, or even, on a few occasions, sleeping outside under the stars.

There was an almost terrifying amount of junk food, snacks, and diner food. An even bigger amount of souvenirs, pictures, and new memories to go along with it. Peter, Tony had found, had an almost alarming love for pebbles, the teenager finding the 'perfect one' at every stop and keeping them all in a pocket in his backpack.

(One or two had even made their way into Tony's pockets as little gifts and Tony made sure to keep track of every single one.) 

They watched sunrises and sunsets from coastal cliffs, drove more inland and explored more forested areas, laughed at the tourist traps but still went along on every overpriced activity. Tony laughed until he got a stitch in his side when Peter had slipped off the log he was sitting on while they were roasting s'mores when a bug landed on his arm. Peter had retaliated by recording Tony while a beetle crawled up his arm, managing to capture the exact moment the man had realised it was there when it creeped up his cheek.

Peter took pictures of everything that caught his eye, whether it was the brilliant pinks and oranges of the sunrise over the waves, lightning arcing across the night sky, or the deserted ant heap he had found during a hike, the millions of tunnels visible from a piece that had broken away from the rest of the heap.

They took selfies too. Some with backdrops at tourist stops and something with trees or beaches in the background. A few featured them in the diners that they had eaten at. 

Tony's favourite was one they had taken at an old retro style diner, the neon lights glowing in the background and milkshakes sitting in front of them. Tony's had been a double chocolate one piled high with whipped cream and melted chocolate drizzled on top and Peter's (to Tony's horror) was a blueberry cheesecake monstrosity that had been mixed with so much blue food dye it had stained Peter's tongue blue for two days afterwards.

With a blue stained grin and whipped cream at the edges of his goatee, it was Tony's favourite selfie of them during the whole trip and if it was set as his background before they had left the diner, well, only Pepper and Rhodey would ever know.

They had reached the last leg of their trip before returning home when Peter woke up with a scratchy throat and slightly stuffy nose. Both Tony and he had attributed it to the overload of sugar they had been eating and cut it down to more savory and healthier foods, but when he'd woken the following day with fully blocked nose, achy head, and even more scratchy throat, Tony had put a pause on the trip and immediately turned them towards the main roads that would take them home the fastest.

Tony had stood his ground despite Peter's protests. "You and I both know that it's not easy for you to get sick, Bud, and that when you do, it hits you hard. You'll be down for the count for the next few days and I'm not having you push yourself and feel even worse just to stick to our schedule. We have the whole summer, Kid, let's get you better and then we can see about doing another trip but in a different area or whatever."

Peter still tried to protest every now and again, the guilt obvious in his expression, so when Tony pulled over at a gas station to grab a few things and fill the tank, he made it his mission to fix things. He angled himself in his seat until he was facing Peter and leant his arm on the center console between them.

"Okay, three things, Bud. You're gonna listen and you're gonna take them in because they're true and I mean it." He raised a brow, waiting for Peter to nod before continuing. "Number one – we've had a pretty awesome time where we have gone so far, and that counts for something, right?" Tony clapped his hands together "It does. Number two – your health takes priority, Peter." He held up a hand when Peter frowned and went to speak. "And no, it doesn't matter that you're Spider-Man, you and I both know that your enhancements don't stop you from getting sick and that your healing factor just makes it worse because it speeds it up. Cho even proved it when we were developing all the medications you might need."

Tony leaned forward and smoothed his hand over Peter's messy curls, letting his hand rest on the pack of Peter's neck. He winced at the slight warmth radiating from his skin. "And number three. We can do this again, Roo. There's going to be more summers, more school breaks, even when you're off being a big shot at college we can find things to do. You're my kid, Peter, and I love spending time with you. Just because this trip is over a little bit sooner, doesn't mean we'll never do something fun again. Hell, next time we can make it a whole big family event and bring along Pepper, May, Rhodey, and Happy."

"You get it? I love you Pete, and this has been so, so much fun. What I need to do now is make sure my kid feels better because I hate seeing anyone I care about be hurt or sick, least of all you. Can you let me do that?"

Peter exhaled, his shoulders drooping as he relaxed back into the seat. "Yeah. I see. I'm sorry I freak out over everything." He frowned at himself and Tony poked him in the side, amusement curling when Peter squirmed away from it. 

"No apologising for things you can't control. Brains are annoying asses when they make us overthink beyond what's needed. Now sit tight, I'll be back in a bit, I'm just grabbing a few things to help you feel better and when I'm back, you're not going to feel guilty because everything is fine. I'm not against using tickles as punishments." With that, Tony hopped out of the car and jogged over to the gas station's store. 

He was quick, grabbing an extra box of tissues and a few throat lozenges in the berry flavours that Peter liked along with a few more snacks and drinks. He made sure to keep the sugar loaded and unhealthy foods to a minimum, instead finding some fresh sandwiches and crackers in the mini bakery section the rest stop had. He loaded in a couple bottles of juices too, but nothing that had mango or cranberry knowing that Peter hated those fruits.

Tony paid and was back at the car within ten minutes and, after filling the tank, they were back on the road. He looked over every so often, making sure that Peter was eating his sandwich and sipping at the juice, ignoring the huffs each time he checked again. It wasn't hovering, it was caution no matter what Rhodey liked to say. 

Eventually Tony grabbed his own sandwich, taking bites between watching the road and Peter. He had Friday on as backup in all his cars but he was careful in any case.

"How are you feeling?" Tony asked softly after Peter had stuffed their trash into the plastic bag that had become their designated trash and tissue bag.

Peter sniffed, shifting around in his seat. He grabbed his pillow and propped it up against the door and window before resting his head on it. He sat slightly skew in his seat but Tony was glad to see he was still buckled in and in a position that wouldn't be bad if something were to happen. 

But even then, Tony had made sure to put extra protection measures in both the physical and technological structure of his cars so he wasn't too concerned.

"I'm feeling a bit worse." Peter answered once he had settled, voice stuffy from his blocked nose. "I feel achy." He grumbled.

Tony felt a mixture of amused sympathy. Peter got adorably grumpy when he was sick and it often led to puppy-like pouts and grumbling over being sick in general. But at the same time, as much as sick Peter was endearing and funny, he was still sick, and Tony hated it. It unsettled him in a way that nothing else quite could. Then again, anything involving Peter being injured or unwell had a tendency to do that, so Tony was learning to go with the flow. 

Tony smiled in sympathy. "I'm sorry, Roo. I have some of your special painkillers in the glove compartment, but no actual flu or cold medicines that will help against your metabolism." Reaching over briefly, Tony pressed a hand to Peter's forehead. "You feel warmer than usual but nothing fever grade yet. Do you think you can try and sleep? It'll help give your body some strength and energy to fight it off."

Peter hummed, pressing against his hand for a moment before Tony pulled it back to the steering wheel. He settled back into his pillow and nodded slowly. "Hmm. I can try. I am pretty tired." He murmured in answer.

"Okay. Do you want the radio on quietly? Or one of your playlists?"

Peter hummed again. "One of yours? The soft rock one?" He blinked at Tony, completely unaware of the soft childlike expression on his face as he asked.

As if Tony would ever deny him anything.

"Of course, Bud."

Tony turned the radio on and asked Friday to queue the requested playlist, the opening chords to Blackbird crooning softly from the speakers as he turned his focus back to the road in front of them.

The songs switched over in the background, the playlist playing over in the background, and when Tony looked over again, Peter was fast asleep. He had turned his head into his pillow, his curls squished in all directions and his mouth parted as he snored gently.

The song switched, soft drums and guitar strings echoing through the car, the familiar voice of John Lennon accompanying it. Tony hummed to the tune, mumbling along to the lyrics under his breath.

"Close your eyes, have no fear."

[idk-bruh-20]

Irondad fic ideas #25

If he really focuses, Peter's spidey-sense can tell him whether someone is lying to him or not. Though it won't say why, he'll just have a little buzz that tells him someone isn't telling the truth or has harmful intentions. This helps him evade all sorts of situations, like Flash inviting him to a party where Peter later realizes he wanted to spike his drink to make him look bad, or it can bring good things, like the reassurance that May's affection is really from the heart (Peter worries sometimes that she says things just because she feels she has to. Even Spider-Man gets insecure sometimes).

In this fic Tony is feeling a little bit less like a mentor and more like a father towards Peter.

When May, Ned, and Tony start lying to Peter a lot about being busy, Peter fears the worst: that he's done something to offend them or otherwise drive them away. A call with Tony fixes his doubt, though he still claims to be too busy for lab time, which Peter knows is a lie, but at least he's not upset with Peter in any way.

On Peter's birthday, he gets back to his apartment feeling a little down since May, Ned, and Tony hadn't even sent him a text regarding today. But in the living room is a surprise party for Peter, which is why they've all been busy.

Though it might just be relief speaking, it's one of the best birthdays Peter's ever had.

This idea was submitted by @derpmallow !