#starker drabble

[captshipper]

For your word prompt- Blanket

thank you! this is basically post-coital cuddling tbh

Tony thinks he's lovely, all tired and sweet, curled under the blankets with him. They probably should take a shower, he thinks, sweaty and stinking of sex. But it's so soft and warm down here, there's safety in this cacoon where only Peter and Tony are allowed to be. It's almost a funny contrast, the way Peter holds onto his arm as if he wasn't trying to make Tony feel him for the next week. It's a beuatiful thing, he can't get enough of it. So Tony snuggles closer, letting Peter's presence make him feel loved, cherished. Safe and sound.

[stowawaymuffin]

Naive Peter being brushed up against by Tony, each caress getting bolder than the other. Peter thinks that it’s all normal and Tony sees no reason to correct him.

It starts out relatively tame with a simple graze against his waist as he stands behind him at his work bench, and a hand at the back of his neck to redirect him to where Tony wants him to look.

This quickly turns into full on back hugs, and Tony resting a hand on Peter’s thigh on the couch during movie night.

Peter thinks nothing of it, convinced that this is just how the older man is, and Tony has no problem indulging in the boy’s oblivious willingness.

[babybatscreationsv2]

Let's all have a little starker comfort fic because my life is very stressful and the world is very scary

Tony closed his eyes and breathed in slowly through his nose. Earth, the nearby lake, the scents of nothing and everything filled his nose and then his lungs. When he opened his eyes, there was Peter, glowing as if in a dream, haloed by the morning sun.

"Can you believe we made it?" Tony said quietly, so that his words didn't disrupt the birdsong.

"Made it?" Peter looked at him with a soft contentment on his face. He moved closer. Tony put his arm around him and Peter leaned into his side. He breathed in the scent of him. Musk, blueberries, and salt.

"Here. We made it here," he said.

Peter wrapped his arms around him. Tony pulled him just a little bit closer. Their arms were shields to keep out the daggers of the past, even if they could never forget. Even the screams that haunted his nightmares couldn't break through Peter's hold. He buried his face in Peter's neck, warm as a sun beam.

"We're safe now, you mean?"

Tony just nodded slightly. Peter kissed the top of his head. The scars on his heart seemed to ache. Tony dragged in a ragged breath and imagined that Peter's kiss could burn them all away, cauterize them.

He lifted his head and kissed Peter's cheek. They watched the sun continue its journey over the tree tops and into the sky. What felt like it would never end was no match for the unstoppable force that was the dawn.

[definitelynottony]

"Get off the floor, you cockroach." Tony dug the toe of his balmoral boot into the beaten and bruised side of the poor soul - who was curled up on his concrete basement floor. Tony tsked from disgust and shot a look over to his guy.

"8:23" he said to his boss.

"Alright, you have seven minutes to spill your guts, or we'll do it for you. And by that, I mean quite literally." Tony walked around the man in a circle. The dark room only illuminated by the spotlight above them. Highlighting the scenario taking place. His heels and the mans ragged breathing are echoing off the empty walls.

"Down to five minutes now." Tony adds. His guy passes him his gen 5 - Glock 22. The weight of it grounds him, and he stares down at it. Turning it in his hand in appreciation. "You did me dirty, Jake. And you know better than that. I'm disappointed in you. You were one of my favorites, after all. I learned your name and everything." Tony sighs and aims his gun. The man on the floor quivers but refuses to speak.

"You're going to die, Jake. Do you understand that? If you don't tell me their names or who they work for, I'm going to kill you. And there's no coming back from that - just so we're clear."

"Two minutes." The other man stated.

Tony nodded. "You hear that, Jake? You have two more minutes, and then I need to leave and put my baby to bed. When I leave, that's it. You're done."

Jake, the guy on the floor, opens his mouth. Blood trickles out first -

"I'm all ears, Jakie." Tony coos.

Then, a crackle of his voice starts to form a word -

"Daddy!" A sugary voice calls from the staircase leading down into the basement. Then footsteps followed.

Tony rolls his eyes with a groan and immediately turns to the staircase to meet round eyes and a cherub face. "Baby, we've talked about this. You don't come down here. Especially when Daddy is working."

"But I got a booboo!" Peter shoved his finger towards Tony's face.

"Daddy is working, Petey." Tony points the gun towards the man on the floor exasperatedly.

"Booboo!" Peter shouts and huffs, stomping his foot. Tony scrubs his face with his empty hand.

"Alright." Tony looks over to his guy. "Buck. Take care of this for me. I need to attend a booboo."

Peter squeaks as Tony picks him up. Buck nods in confirmation. He hears Tony's voice as he walks up the stairs with Peter in his arms. "How many times have I told you, Pete?"

"You gotta kiss the booboo, Daddy!"

"How did this even happen?"

"You left me unsupervised!" Peter and Tony's voices fade as they get further and further away...

"The God has a weakness then?" Jake speaks finally.

Bucky gruffs and cocks the gun. "Peter?" Jake nods. "Peter is the sole reason Mr. Stark hasn't set the world on fire yet. He isn't his weakness, roach. He's the reason Stark is a God and not a bottom feeder like you."

"That makes Peter a target. Makes Tony weak." Jake chides.

"That's Mr. Stark to you, roach." Bucky smirks and aims his gun - "You obviously haven't been paying attention if you think losing Peter would make him weaker. He'd rain hellfire on this earth if that ever happened."

[starkstrangesorcerer]

alpha!Stephen, omega!Tony and their son, Peter, spending time on their ranch together out in Nebraska ______________________ _______________________

Stephen had his hand resting on the fence as he watched Peter chase after the horses. Tony, the ever-present omega, leaned against Stephen’s side, watching their son with a soft smile.

“It’s peaceful here,” Tony murmured, the sun setting behind the barn, casting a golden glow.

Stephen grinned, kissing the top of Tony’s head. “Best place to be.”

Peter ran back, his cheeks flushed with excitement. “Look, Dad! I can ride without holding on!”

Tony laughed, “Just don’t get too cocky, kid.”

Stephens soft chuckle joined Tony’s laughter.

[irondad-defensesquad]

“Well, well… what do we have here?”

“TRASH!” Peter snatches it before Tony has the chance. “Just- trash! Nothing important!”

Except he doesn’t throw it out and holds it like a precious diamond. Tony just raises an eyebrow at him.

“You have nothing to be ashamed of,” his mentor reassures. “Your aunt already showed me your baby pictures.”

Peter groans at the memory. “Why are you guys like this!”

Tony smirks.

“I don’t even know why May invited you to help me clean my room. I can do it on my own!” Peter vents.

“We just thought you might need a hand, you have a pretty busy routine.”

“Yeah, but��”

“And you haven’t been sleeping well.”

Right, the Baby Monitor.

“... look, I’ll try to clean it up on my own. If I need you, I’ll let you know.”

Tony shrugs. “Alright.”

He sits on Peter’s bed.

“... Mr. Stark,” the teen inhales.

“What?”

“I can’t clean my room with you watching me! Just go watch some TV or something!”

“Okay, okay, jeez.”

Tony leaves and doesn’t close the door. Peter sighs and does it.

He’s really lucky that Tony didn’t get to find Peter’s old Iron Man stuff.

[ohmsservice]

The Man Before The Spider

The terrain is unforgiving. Except when Tony Stark is running roughshod over it.

!!BOOM!!

The explosion in the road ahead of the military convoy is as unexpected as it is BIG. The soldiers in the front of the jeep turn to the Corporal sitting next to the Stark Industries CEO.

"Stay with Stark, Parker!!", they shout at him above the chaos, before leaping out of the vehicle.

Their eyes meet, Tony's full of terror in the face of this new unknown. "Don't worry, Mr. Stark," Peter said, with a confident nod that belied his youthful eyes. "I've got you."

[monster-cock69]

At first, Tony wasn't sure why he started going to the new bar around the corner. It wasn't like he ever ordered a real drink anyway. He told himself that it was a distraction, a way to prove something to himself. It helped that the bartender was a cute, twenty something twink. That coin though– 

The ridges burned a hole in his pocket. He couldn't remember the last time he had actually looked at it, but he knew exactly what it looked like. It flashed in his mind whenever he breathed. The day he left it at the bar was a day he lost a thousand pounds from his shoulders. He was glad Peter hadn't been working that night.

[thestarkerisobvious]

OKAY I DID IT I WROTE THE THING I might publish it tonight

its so shiddy when u have to convince yourself to do your hobbies. like, its fun, you like it, why cant you just do it. do it. do it. but what if.... mindless media consumption instead....

[captshipper]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Marvel Cinematic Universe Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Peter Parker/Tony Stark Characters: Tony Stark, Peter Parker Additional Tags: Drabble, Tumblr Ask Box Fic, One Word Prompts, Starker, soft soft soft, Soft Tony Stark, Post sex cuddling Series: Part 2 of One Word = One Drabble Summary:

it's so soft and warm down here, there's safety in this coccon where only Peter and Tony are allowed to be.

(blanket at captshipper)

[kimberbohwrites]

Can I request a drabble where Rolan overheard that gn Tav genuinely thought Rolan still hates them but just learnt to tolerate them? When in reality, he's been in denial about his crush on them for the longest time but accepted it recently 🤣

First of all— I am sorry that this took so long for me to get to. I rarely find time for asks and it took me awhile to get to this one— some of these I just needed more practice for tbh. I am striving to be better, however I am incredibly busy at work so I cannot promise you I always will be. Instead I promise you that I will always try to make your ask worth the wait.

Words Yet Unsaid

Rolan x Reader, SFW, only lightly edited

Word Count: 1214

Tags: Misunderstandings, fluff, and love confessions

Rolan sits down in front of you with a huff. There is a flush about his face that is so… him. The color on his cheeks paints a starker backdrop for the freckles that dot his face. Despite your so-called nerves of steel you cannot help but quickly glance away from the sight as your heart began to race in your chest.

The silence stretches and you look back across to find him nervously studying the wood grain of the table between you.

Sensing your gaze, he straightens up and clears his throat. He smoothes the simple but well-made dark blue tunic he’d worn with the tight leather breeches you could not help but notice as he’d joined you.

The color he’d chosen suited him well. Distracting you almost as much as the way his bottom and thighs had looked, no longer hidden behind the wizard robes. This was the first time you had ever seen him in at the tavern in casual clothes — sharp as these were.

The Elfsong Tavern was usually a good place to identify oneself as a great and powerful archwizard. But instead, he’d chosen to dress up and blend in with you. But why?

You tried not to let the racing of your heart, and the flush of your cheeks hide you from the cold truth that Rolan had never liked you. You were certain that this meeting he had arranged through Lia, was some sort of attempt at arbitration of your longstanding feud for the sake of his siblings.

Truth be told you had never wanted to fight with Rolan. It just happened every time you two had interacted since the very first time you’d crossed paths in the Druid’s Grove. That ire had only grown through the experiences that followed in the Shadow Cursed Lands and even when you’d slain his corrupt master and ended his apprenticeship abruptly.

So much pressure had instantly been thrust upon him, becoming master of the tower and archwizard of Baldur’s Gate so suddenly. Of course he’d be frustrated further by you.

Despite your best attempts to avoid him, your friendship with his siblings had caused you to repeatedly cross paths. It had been months now since the restoration of the city was considered complete, after you had ended the crisis. You’d attempted to returned to a normal life.

It was simple and gratifying, but something was missing.

“Thank you for joining me here this evening, you look lovely”

His tone cut through your thoughts; it sounded warm but a quick glance to his face revealed that warmth didn’t reach past his words. He looked… uncomfortable. Like your presence somehow pained him.

Tears sting in your eyes as you clear your throat and quickly stand.

“This was a bad idea.”

He opens his mouth, and his hand moves across the table like he’s reaching for you. Before he can form a word you continue.

“I’m sorry for wasting your time, I can tell this isn’t something you want to be doing”

You turn quickly to leave before he can say anything and before the tears you feel welling up are too much to hide. Your stride is quick and sure across the familiar boards of the tavern and out on to the streets that raised you.

The cool night air of the city was an immediate balm for the panic that had caused you to flee the tavern. All you needed to do was avoid Rolan for the rest of your life now, great.

You groan as you continued down the dark and empty streets. All of this weighs heavy on you but it becomes unbearable when the low roofs of the houses and shops fall away. As the street spills out into the open area which reveals Sorceress Sundries and the large structure which you knew was the point of travel for Ramazith Tower — the massive and beautiful wizard tower Rolan now called home.

It is as if the weight of the massive structure itself is on you now and you are stopped in your tracks. It’s then you hear your name called and the sound of someone running after you in the dark.

“Tav, wait! Please!”

You turn quickly to see Rolan sprint after you, still somehow looking perfect in his nice clothes despite the struggle of catching up to you. You glower momentarily at the thought that he will apparently always be gorgeous. Typical.

He catches up to you, huffing and puffing as his tail lashes out to steady him while he catches his breath.

“Why would you run after me?” You say with a whisper and you take a step closer to him, unsure if you’re needed to render aid for the struggling man.

“I… I’m sorry… I don’t hate… you… Tav….” He puffs out the words as he catches his breath.

Your blood runs cold at the words. It’s like you can feel the night breeze itself move through you.

“Rolan…”

You don’t know how to continue, and it gives him the opportunity to catch his breath and explain himself further.

“I’m sorry I shouldn’t have tried something so public to talk, Lia warned me, she didn’t say you’d run but…”

He sensed he was rambling and shook his head as if to clear it and start over. Your breath caught when his jaw tensed, the perfect bone structure always so eye catching, so hard to resist.

“I needed to tell you Tav, I don’t hate you. I… I overhead you talking to Cal and Lia about why you keep your distance when they invite you for dinner. I.. I should have apologized better — after all we had gone through—“

“We should have found time to talk…” You add

He takes a step closer to you, as if drawn to you and this time you don’t run.

“Why… Why would you run after me Rolan?” You ask

“Tav…”

“Why do you even care now?”

You can’t help it. The tears that had threatened you earlier, now spill down your cheeks as you pepper Rolan with questions.

He closes the distance to you quickly, his hands on your cheeks. You barely register the softness of the pads of his thumbs as they brush the tears away from your cheeks before you are swept away by the feeling of his lips, crashing into yours.

Your breath catches in your throat. You can’t help but moan into the kiss as his body presses firmly to yours.

He breaks the kiss and presses his forehead to yours and you feel his tail coil around your thigh. Keeping you flush with him as he speaks.

“Because, Tav… I love you. I think I have always…” He gasped as if the realization fully dawned on him as he spoke, “I think I have always loved you.”

You kiss him now, no words on your tongue could be sweeter than to feel his lips against yours once more.

There would be time for words but for right now you wanted to keep kissing the wizard and so you do.

Under the open skies and the stars that shine each night over the city of Baldur’s Gate, wrapped in the strong arms of the man you loved, you kissed him with all the passion of the words in your heart yet unsaid.

[reginaphalangelobster]

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[thegreenmetblue]

TOO SOFT 😭😭🥺💖

Is this love? Tony had never felt like this before. He had dreamed about it, but he had never experienced it himself. There had been crushes of course, but nothing had ever felt as intense and all consuming as what his heart made him feel everytime he thought about Peter, or when Peter smiled at him, or when Peter kissed him.

For @starkerfestivals Summer Bingo 2023: First Love

[cha-melodius]

First off, NO I'm not writing another Nova, Baby sequel. But I am dredging up this banner because I am writing firstprince spies again. I blame this one on @dumbpeachjuice and also @everwitch-magiks for suggesting... well, just read it, I think you'll figure it out.

“There has to be some mistake, something else it could be—” “Touch him.” Alex actually takes the phone away from his ear and stares at it, like Nora will be able to see the incredulous expression on his face. “I can’t— I’m not going to fucking touch him, Nora, he’s barely conscious.” “I’m not telling you to grab his dick, idiot,” she snaps. “Put your hand on his face or something. If I’m right, just the skin-on-skin contact should help revive him.” This is insane. Certifiably, actually insane. And yet Alex’s feet carry him over to the couch, where Henry’s supine form lays nearly unmoving, the only sign of life the slow rise and fall of his chest as his labored breaths wheeze through his lips. His cheeks are vividly flushed, which is made even starker by how fucking pale the rest of his skin is. So sickly, deathly pale that it ties a knot in Alex’s stomach, no matter how much he doesn’t care for the guy. Henry doesn’t stir as he kneels next to the couch, nor when Alex puts a hand on his shoulder to try to revive him. Gritting his teeth, Alex takes a deep breath and reaches out to lay a palm on Henry’s cheek. Henry gasps, his pale eyelashes fluttering before his eyes shoot open and start roving wildly over Alex. It’s so sudden and startling that Alex tries to pull away, only for Henry to grab his wrist in an iron grip and press Alex’s hand harder against his face. They stare at each other for a beat, then another, then Alex experimentally swipes his thumb over Henry’s skin, brushing against the corner of his mouth, and Henry moans. “He’s awake,” Alex croaks in disbelief. “Nora, what…” He can’t bring himself to ask the question. Doesn’t want to hear the answer. “Oh, you’re gonna have to fuck him, little buddy,” Nora says matter-of-factly. “Good luck.” Alex hangs up the phone.

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[irondad-defensesquad]

Logically, anyone has bad days.

But they’re not obvious. Or they don’t look as bad as you might think.

Tony absolutely knows how to be in that place.

But he finds himself on the other side, too.

No matter the rain, the snow, the fog, Peter is a ray of sunshine that will always have so many things to say to Tony. Even in his quieter days, he still has a whole starry sky in his eyes.

Tony is so focused on the stars themselves that he doesn’t pay attention to the void between them.

And then some days, the stars aren’t shining much, and the darkness is taking over.

Peter often disguises it. Tony doesn’t want to invade his space, but some part of him feels bad for not doing something, either. He at least tries to reassure Peter that he doesn’t have to be all bubbly and excited, that he can just… be, y’know?

The kid apparently ignores that.

Until the storm is too much.

Literally.

And Tony gets a call in the middle of Peter’s school time.

Thankfully, Tony was already driving in town. It’s raining a lot. And Peter is trembling in the call.

He apologizes so much. Mostly for not handling school today.

“I woke up wrong,” Peter argues.

Tony is not angry, far from it.

So, quite hesitantly, Peter asks him if he can pick him up. Which Tony already planned by tracking down the kid’s GPS (either from the suit or the phone).

The thing is, Peter isn’t even in the suit to warm himself up.

Tony finds him outside of a flower shop. The poor thing is completely drenched. He looks like an abandoned puppy.

Peter sighs in relief when he gets in the warm, fancy car. Then he’s rambling about the car and school like it’s just a normal day, like he hasn’t run away from class crying.

“Peter.”

The boy gulps, expecting to get yelled at.

Tony sighs and… wraps his blazer around Peter.

“You hungry, kid?” He asks.

“Y-Yeah… I didn’t eat lunch, so…”

As the man imagined.

“Thought of getting burgers for you. But we’re going home, okay? We’ll get it in the drive-thru and you eat just until we get upstate.”

“S-Sounds good.”

Peter doesn’t talk as much. He does eat fast. Besides his metabolism, of course, it seems like Peter hasn’t even eaten breakfast. Tony leaves the lecture for another day, the kid is too miserable.

He doesn’t know how to approach it.

“... You wanna talk about it?”

Tony isn’t stupid.

That flower shop was near the cemetery. Nowhere near Peter’s school.

His smile, even the pretend one, fades away.

Right now, not a single star lights Peter’s eyes.

Tony wishes he could give him all the stars, his own even, to give him hope.

That’s not possible.

And he needs to pay attention to the void, too. Embrace it. Because it’s still part of Peter.

“Kid.”

Peter doesn’t look scared this time.

“... I really appreciate you calling me,” Tony smiles. “I’ll always be here to pick you up, okay?”

“Okay.”

Peter’s eyes grow deep the more his mentor gazes at him.

Tony swears he’ll wrap Peter in three blankets, give him all the hot cocoas in the world, let him pick the movie, and above all… Tony will smother him in hugs.

In days when the void prevails, it might be hard to believe someone could love you like that.

But they do. They will.

[stowawaymuffin]

♡Masterlist♡

18+ drabbles

❀MCU❀

‎‧₊˚✧Starker✧˚₊‧

Tony Stark x Peter Parker exhibitionism drabble

SIM! Tony Stark x Peter Parker grey drabble

Opportunist Tony Stark x Naive Peter Parker drabble

❀Harry Potter❀

‎‧₊˚✧Drarry✧˚₊‧

Bottom! Harry x Formal Top! Draco Malfoy drabble

Top! Harry Potter x Needy Bottom! Draco Malfoy drabble

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