#starkerchristmas

[yuihoshiart]

Some silly Starker for christmas!! Happy holidays to everyone! 🎄⭐️🎊🎉

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12 days till christmas; starker day five: matching sweaters all characters are portrayed as 18+ *daddy!tony, little!peter*

“Please, Daddy? Think about how cool we’d look!” Peter smiled as he presented the man the red and green sweater, one that matched the one he was wearing.

Tony sighed, tossing his wrench carefully on the work table, looking over at the small boy. “I’m not going to w -” Peter made his signature puppy dog eyes that made Tony weak at the knees. “Fine, but only today, and we’re never doing anything like this ever - ever again,” Tony said, begrudgingly taking the colored fabric in his hands while standing up.

“Yes!” Peter smiled. “Thank you, daddy.” Peter ran up and hugged his boyfriend, wrapping his arms around the man's waist. “You’re the best,”

“Blah, Blah, Blah - I know,” Tony said, returning the hug, not being able to hold off a smile for much longer as he looked at the pretty boy hugging him for something so fucking simple.

The two walked around the street wearing the sweaters, Peter beaming with pride as people saw the two together, wearing the same clothing. It was almost saying ‘My Daddy, back off,’ and the fact that person was Tony Stark made it all the better.

When Peter was looking, Tony would roll his eyes or make a fake-mad face, but he couldn’t always keep up the act when the shorter boy would jump for joy when someone would comment on their outfits.

Plus, the sex afterward was really great. ||this was short and anti-climatic, i know, but i didn’t really know how else to write this, plus this is coming out on the 18th for the tumblr day of silence ordeal||

[dreamingstoriesinoursleep]

My cheese is telling me to finish writing the #starkerchristmas stories I started last week.

[ao3feed-peterparker]

The Lucky Mistletoe

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2SPHDgX

by askmyknife

Five times Peter and Tony ended up underneath a mistletoe and didn't kiss.

+1 time they did.

Words: 3004, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe, Iron Man (Movies), Spider-Man - All Media Types

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Peter Parker, Tony Stark

Relationships: Peter Parker/Tony Stark

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, post-IW, Pre-Relationship, First Kiss, Mistletoe, 5+1 Things, Christmas, Christmas Party, Christmas Fluff, Fluff, Romantic Fluff, Idiots in Love, 12 days of Starkerchristmas

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2SPHDgX

[sthefystarker]

Starker Christmas 2018 --Day 1

*Day 1: Christmas Tree Decorating        

Well, sadly my cellphone died but at least I learned how to create a moodboard in a PC version, lol

Hope you like it~

Todavía dudando sobre si al menos escribir drabbles o no(? jajaja <3

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day two; dancing at a christmas party

12 days till christmas; starker day two: dancing at a christmas party All characters are portrayed as 18+

*side ships; stucky and thorki, and i know nothing of dancing or the terms so just, yeah*

The aura in the room was nice. Christmas music was playing in the background and everyone was smiling and just having a good time. Even Thor was there and he didn’t even understand the concept all that well.

Steve and Bucky were finally together and happy, and even though Tony held a grudge against Barnes, and there was a bit of tension between him and Steve, he was still happy for them.

“You can do what!?” Tony hears Peter’s voice exclaim a few feet beside him. He was speaking to Loki who had an entertained smile on his lips. “How?”

“Simply, really,” The god of Mischief said before he faded into someone new, someone looking exactly Captain Steven Rogers.

“Holy shit,” Peter mumbled, looking at the other in awe.

Loki began to mock the blonde’s voice. “Young man, watch your mouth,”

Peter began cracking up. “Oh, this is awesome,” He laughed, “Why don’t you do that more often?”

Thor began laughing from next to them. “Well you’ve done it a few times, almost all ending in mass destruction,”

Loki, switching back, kept a nonchalant face. “Well, except for the few times when I -”

“Okay, thank you!” Thor interrupted, wrapping his arm around his husband. “But I think that would be enough of that topic,”

Loki just smirked, looking at Peter in an ‘I’ll tell you later’ gesture.

Tony made his way back over to Peter and the two asgardians. Peter was wearing a Christmas sweater that hung off him loosely, his pants however, were extremely tight and driving Tony absolutely crazy.

“Hey,” Peter smiled as Peter walked up behind him with a scotch on the rocks in his hand, and red wine for Peter.

“Hey,” Tony said, as he handed Peter the wine and mumbled a thank you. The older wrapped his hand around Peter’s waist, resting his chin on Peter’s shoulder. Peter held the glass in one hand, and used his other to rest on top of Tony’s arm.

A little over, Natasha, Bucky, Steve, and Sam were having a discussion on something, but apparently it was a very heated debate, Steve and Bucky on one side, Natasha just laughing at the group, and Sam fighting with the couple.

Tony couldn’t help smiling as he watched the avengers, new and old, all get together again. The fight was hard, but it led to this, everyone together, and he loved it. He had missed it. He lived alone for awhile, especially once Pepper left him, and he thought he would be okay with it, but then he made the compound, and made everyone a room, and then, everyone left because there was a fight.

But now it was being used, and he couldn’t be happier about that.

“I am telling you!” Bucky yelled. “We were there! That’s not how it went down!”

Sam rolled his eyes. “Yeah but neither one of you were in the whole propaganda thing!” Same defended.

“Sam, I was the propaganda! I wore a tight, bright blue suit and persuaded people about supporting the soldiers! I would know,” Steve said exasperatedly. “It was my whole job! You are literally fighting an uphill battle!”

They kept arguing while Lang and Barton spoke of something random, but Peter nor Tony were paying any attention, keeping quiet conversation with Thor and Loki.

The party dwindled on, Thor drank way too much and Loki was able to get him tell the most embarrassing stories.

A few people had already turned in, but some were still out drinking and talking. No one could believe Steve and Bucky couldn’t get drunk, and Thor tried to out-drink them, but failed, it was good fun and Peter and Tony were both enjoying themselves.

Towards the end, Peter excused himself, wanting to get some fresh-air, not really freaking out or anything, it was just getting a little slow, and he didn’t see any problem with slipping out.

Tony saw him walk out and continued talking with the rest of the Avengers, smiling and making conversation, so grateful everything being the way it was again.

“You win,” Thor said, slamming down another beer. “I can no longer - longer -” Thor couldn’t finish his sentence but just looked drunkenly at the two soldiers. “You win, I can not believe it,���

“Okay, brother,” Loki said intervening. “Let’s get you to bed,” Thor followed the god of mischief guide him to their bedroom, as he rambled on about how he just couldn’t believe it.

After that encounter, and Bucky and Steve obviously getting tired, Tony decided to follow after his boyfriend to find him sitting outside on a balcony thing, white snow on the top of his head as he rested his arms on the railing, leaning forward a bit.

Tony slid open the glass door and Peter turned his head to look at him. He had a large smile plastered on his face at the sight of Tony, so large Tony couldn’t help but smile back. “How’re you doing, sweetheart?” Tony asked walking behind Peter, Christmas music was still playing in the background, the walls barely drowning it out.

“Good,” Peter said. “How’s everything down there?” Peter asked, leaning his head on Tony’s chest.

“Everyone’s going to sleep, or calming down at least,” Tony told him, wrapping his arms around Peter to keep warm.

It was quiet for a moment, but Peter broke the silence. “I love you,” he spoke quietly out of nowhere. Ever since coming back from the soulstone, reuniting, saying ‘fuck you’ to all the problems a relationship between them may have, anytime something good happened it just put everyone in a really good mood.

Tony grabbed Peter’s hand and pulled away, Peter gave him a questioning look, but Tony ignored it.

Tony took his hands and placed them on Peter’s hips. Peter got the hint and moved his hands around Tony’s neck, smiling. ‘Come Thou Fount of Every Blessing’ by Sufjan Stevens was playing in the background. Peter placed the side of his head on Tony’s chest, moving his arms a bit so it was a less awkward position, listening to his heartbeat as the music played lowly in the background.

The two swayed back in forth. Peter wasn’t exactly an amazing dancer, but Tony was. He had to dance many times before, ever since he was young. He would have to dance at Gala’s his dad had attending, so he took up lessons. Tough Tony Stark would never admit it, but he was actually a really good dancer.

He held out his arm, gesturing for Peter to spin under the arm. Peter blushed lightly but proceeding to do so anyway, Tony let out a small laugh at the awkward boy, who just hid his blushing face in Tony’s chest again.

Tony smiled warmly as he saw the light snowflakes in the boy’s hair. He couldn’t help but kiss the top of his head, he loved this boy so much, beyond what was healthy. It was scary how much he loved him. It was the ‘you jump, I jump,’ kind of love.

“Merry Christmas, Peter,”

“Merry Christmas,”

||**gags at own writing**||

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day seven; gift opening

12 days till christmas; starker day seven: gift opening all characters are portrayed as 18+ *short again because i’m dummmmb, oh and it’s an omegaverse*

That day was going perfect. Tony and Peter both woke up together, cuddling underneath the covers, though they were still a little cold, so they made the decision to take a shower, together, to save water. Obviously.

Afterwords, they made breakfast together, Christmas music playing in the background, their tree shining brightly.

They did open gifts in the morning, Peter had made Tony promise not to buy him too much, or anything too expensive, but as Peter opened up his gifts, he realized Tony didn’t really know what ‘too expensive’ was.

Peter had gotten him new suits and ties, basic things - shopping for a billionaire with a spending problem was very hard - so, Peter made sure to make something you couldn’t buy in a store, which was a photo-book of every milestone in their relationship, which seemed dumb, but the face Tony made as he was flipping through the pages reassured Peter that it wasn’t that in the slightest.

Peter had one last present, but he was going to save it for later, towards the end of the day, so it was more of a surprise and unexpected.

When later came, Peter grabbed a box he had wrapped two days earlier and hid underneath the sink.

Wearing his red pajama pants, a light grey long sleeve shirt - a size larger than him - and some fluffy socks, he padded out if their bathroom, and into the living room, Tony sitting on the couch, a blanket covering him as the TV droned on.

“Hey, Tones,” Peter said quietly, walking onto the couch and taking a seat by Tony, smiling at him.

“Pete?” Tony asked, turning his head giving his full attention to him, muting the TV.

Peter smiled slightly, bringing out the gift from behind his back and handing it to Tony. “I have one more thing for you,”

“You didn’t have to do that,” Tony said, taking the neatly wrapped gift from his husband.

Peter didn’t answer with anything else other than a shrug, a light blush on his cheeks. “I have no clue if you’re going to like it, but I really hope you do,”

Tony gave the younger a questioning look, but warily opened the box. After the paper was removed, it was just a blank box left. Tony looked back up at Peter, raising an eyebrow, to which Peter only urged Tony to keep going.

Opening the box, he then carefully tipped out the item inside of it, a white stick with two lines landing in his hand. Tony looked at the positive pregnancy test, then up at Peter. “Really?” He asked, smiling.

Peter nodded, Tony brought his husband into a hug. “How long?”

“a week-ish,” Peter smiled, happy that Tony’s reaction was positive.

Tony brought a hand to Peter’s stomach even though there wasn’t a bump yet. “We’re having a pup?” Tony asked as if he hadn’t been able to process it yet.

“Yes, we are,” Peter laughed, tears of joy forming.

--something i’ve realized about myself, i suck at ending things, like i guess the beginning and the middle is decent, but i never know how to end it--

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day four; mistletoe

12 days till christmas; starker day four: mistletoe all characters are portrayed as 18+ *non-powered au, intern!peter*

we’re doing today this way because i want to do it but idk how so whoop.

so it’s not exactly a fucking secret the peter parker would totally be pining after the incredible tony stark. i mean - it’s practically canon at this point.

anyway, he works at SI and he is just head over heels for his boss, which he knows isn’t exactly good, but whatcha gonna?

so, he goes to his friends, Ned and MJ, and is like ‘guys, i need dick, and i only need one (1) dick, tony stark’s. 

so they’re all like ‘dude, just fucking ask him out or something,’

and peter’s just like ‘whattttttttt no,’

so he makes a plan to seduce tony stark.

and the only way he can think to do that is to be a basic ass bitch and hang mistletoe.

so the desperate intern runs to some damn store, gets the plant, and just hangs it up early when no one is paying attention. 

now, he just needs to get caught under the mistletoe at the same time as tony stark.

but, tony is actually out that day, and will also be out the next.

so, peter was wanting a kiss, and now not getting one, so he’s really disappointed. 

but, tony comes back (obviously) and peter just kind of gave up on the whole thing? like he was convinced that it was a bit overelabortate, and the chances of them both running into each other, under the green leaves, and then Mister Stark actually listening, it was just hard to all plan out, so he kind of just, stopped trying, even once he got back.

But then, it accidently actually happened. Peter was making copies for some dick that was over him, under Mister Stark, so basically dickwad would get the credit for what Peter was doing but whatever.

Peter’s copies were finished, so he hastily was trying to get the fuck out of there, to go give them to dickwad, and then go on his lunch break. anyway, the guy fucking runs into tony - and now since i’ve gotten to the point (literally this is such shit, i can’t - i’m going to start writing now and switch back to this format in a second)

“Woah - Woah - Watch out there,” A voice comes as Peter runs into someone. He looks up, hoping the freshly printed papers didn’t

rinkle

. When he tilted up his head, he was face to face with Tony Stark.

“Oh, I’m so sorry,” Peter began mumbling. “I should’ve been looking where I was going, Mister Stark,” Peter explained, getting a laugh in response.

“Don’t worry about it,” Tony said, and if everyone was being honest, Peter was freaking the fuck out. This man, the man he idolized forever and was considered his celebrity crush since he could feel feelings like that had his body pressed against Peter’s.

Every single one of his instincts were telling him to get the fuck out of this situation, but at the same time he didn’t want to, because Tony was in a really nice suit, and he smelt really nice, so Peter just kind of stood there like a idiot.

Eventually, his brain did start working, and he backed up a bit, trying to walk past him correctly, but Tony side-stepped back in front of Peter with a playful smirk on his face. “I’m not just going to let you go, now,” He said, smiling.

Peter swallowed and looked up into the man’s dark brown eyes. “Wh - What do you mean?” He asked, to which Tony just pointed up.

“I think you owe me a kiss,”

Peter was flipping out. It worked. He was actually going to kiss Tony-Fucking-Stark because of mistletoe. He was going to rub it in MJ and Ned’s face, he was going to fucking kiss Mister Stark! It was actually going to happen. He was - “I’m just kidding kid, don’t worry,” Mister Stark laughed, letting the kid pass.

Peter wanted to fucking jump off a cliff.

so after work, peter called MJ and Ned in a group FaceTime and told them what happened at work. How he actually was going to kiss Tony Stark and how it didn’t happen. 

“Tony jokes like that, but i thought he would actually kiss me,”

MJ laughed. “he was probably trying to avoid a sexual assault case with his company - kissing interns is a big no-no,”

Peter didn’t know how to reply, so instead he sighed and slightly changed the subject. “He’s just so hot,”

Ned and MJ both groaned. “If we hear those words come out of your mouth one more time -”

“BuT hE iS!”

anyway, life went on and peter still hadn’t kissed Mister Stark and he was quite upset about it.

so he decided he would take matters into his own hands a.k.a do what he does best - be a confident slut and kiss tony.

was it the best course of action, probably not, he could get fired, but then he could say he actually kissed Tony Stark, so it would be worth it in the end of everything.

The next day at work, Peter was instructed to go give papers to Mister Stark directly. 

so, he made a quick plan of grabbing mistletoe and to prove he wanted to be kissed very badly and everything was fine so fucking kiss me mister stark, please.

walking into the office, the green and red cluster of plant behind his back, he wore a smile. he walked up to tony handed him the papers.

he was losing his nerve. he didn’t want to seem desperate, but who wasn’t desperate when it came to tony stark, the guy was fucking hot.

“thank you, parker,” He smiled, peter was going to just give up on the whole thing, keeping the mistletoe behind his back.

“What’s that in your hand?” tony asked. - you know what, we’re switching to the other format -.

“What’s that in your hand?” Tony asked, standing up out of his swivel chair and walking in front of his desk, leaning against it casually, tilting his head as he looked at Peter, who was now blushing. ‘I’m so fucking dumb’ he thought, as the mistletoe in his hand was still behind his back, his back that was facing Mister Stark.

“Nothing?” he asked, turning to face Tony.

“Mhm?” He asked. He used a finger to gesture Peter to come closer, and the intern did, walking as calmly as he could.

Peter stood in front of Tony, not exactly sure what to do, but there was a lot of tension, some could even say sexual tension. They just made eye contact for a bit before Tony quirked an eyebrow. “I think you owe me a kiss from earlier,”

Peter gulped. He blushed before leaning in, smiling against Tony’s lips as the kiss got longer and more intense. “I thought you said you were kidding,” Peter said, connecting their lips again, the statement was left ignored as Tony kissed more passionately.

Peter pulled away with a playful smirk. “What changed your mind about it all?”

“I wanted to make sure you really wanted it,” He mumbled against Peter’s neck. “Plus you’re really hot,”

Peter smiled, leaning his head back giving Tony more access.

Their lips were eventually brought back together, kissing lightly again, when Peter placed the plant on Tony’s dress pants. Tony couldn’t help but smirk as Peter slowly slid down, getting on his knees and smirking. He brought his head and leant it against Tony’s thigh. He went to act as if he was going to undo the zipper, then he stood up.

“I’m just kidding,” He smirked, leaning in to kiss Tony once more before walking out of the office. He rested a hand on the door frame and looked back. “Have a good day, Mister Stark,”

||i don’t really like this, but it is what it is. i was too lazy to write it all out because it was a lot of plot and wording and i deleted it three times, so this is what it is, i hope it was mediocre, also the format is off whatever||

[starker-garbage]

starker christmas

yeah, i couldn’t write day three because im a uncreative piece of trash :)

[starker-garbage]

day one; christmas tree decorating

12 days till christmas; starker day one: christmas tree decorating. All characters are portrayed as 18+ *non-powered au, intern!peter parker*

||hi, hey, yeah, the writer wants to apologize in advance for this, but i’ve literally done this three times in three different ways and this was the best i could get||

Peter had taken it upon himself to decorate the office for Christmas. Sure, everyone loved the holidays, but not everyone had the time, or like Peter, felt like making the time. But, he had no problem  with ‘making time’ because that’s what he always did for Christmas. Aunt May was always busy, and they made time.

Because Christmas was important to celebrate. So, on his offday, he asked Ms. Potts if it would be okay if he came in and decorated everything. She said she wouldn’t mind, but they had people coming in later to do the big tree that they put in the lobby (the only floor customers were ever on) so don’t bother with that.

Peter said that wouldn’t be a problem and thanked her for allowing it. He didn’t really have to buy much because the office did have decorations, all he had to do was buy a few packs of lights because a lot of them had burnt out the year before.

He started out with the little things, just like hanging stocking off of countertops, and tinsel around doors and basic stuff, making the offices and halls a bit more festive, and he decided to save most of everything for the workroom, where all employees went, it made sense. More people would get the Christmas joy.

While he was decorating the office though, he got a few strange stares, but he was fine with it, even though he knew they were most likely thinking about how hiring a nineteen year old was a dumb idea for this reason.

Once again, Peter didn’t have the time to care, because once again, it was Christmas.

After the office and everything was done, that’s when he started working on the workroom, finding a corner to put a tree (which he asked Pepper if she could do, because dragging a Christmas tree up flights of stairs was not something he felt like doing) and he also began just hanging random Christmas-like things around.

He lined all the little boxes with lights, carefully placing them so they wouldn’t get in the way, but would instead just make everything look pretty and festive.

The tree was brought up and he directed into the corner, using the box of things he had collected earlier and laying everything out, all the way to the star.

He started putting things on as they were supposed to be, first the tinsel, then the lights, carefully placing on each ornament so it would looked better and perfect. He just loved Christmas and he wanted to spread the joy.

He had one earbud in, listening to his Christmas playlist as he completely involved himself in decorating the tree in red and gold decorations to match the colors of the corporation. He had to get on his tiptoes to put some of the ornaments on, and he knew he was going to need some type of stool for the star because he was on the shorter side of things.

He backed up, bopping his head along to the song in his ear. He reached over and grabbed the star, attempting to put it on the tree without the assist of anything, but unfortunately, he couldn’t. He placed the star down a countertop before trying to locate a stool.

The closest thing he got to find was a swivel chair, he knew it wasn’t the smartest idea, but he didn’t want to have to search the entire building to find a three foot stool when he had a chair.

He wheeled it over to the tree, then reached for the star again. He placed one foot, then another, crouching down on the chair, one hand holding the star, the other gripping the back for the chair for balance. He slowly stood up, careful to not lose his balance.

He was a little wiggly, but he managed to completely stand up. However, he was facing the wrong way. He tried to swivel over, carefully, making sure not to fall off. He wasn’t in the mood to fall off a chair and die.

“That’s not a smart idea,” Someone says, scaring Peter as he’s halfway spun. He turns his neck and sees his boss, Mister Stark, standing behind him.

“Oh, Mister Stark!” Peter exclaimed, trying not to blush. “I uh, I think I have it -” He said, but as he tried to reach up to actually place the star on the top of the tree, he found himself losing his balance and trying to reach for something, that something just happened to be Tony Stark, who had rushed by the boy’s side to help him.

“I’m not the kind of guy to say, ‘I told you so,’ but,” Tony said, Peter overly aware of his hand resting on Tony’s shoulder and Tony’s hand on his hip.”I kind of just told you so,” The man finished with a smirk.

“I - uh - Yeah,” Peter laughed awkwardly, “You did,” Peter was about to get down, his other hand reaching for Tony’s shoulder to brace himself a bit more.

“No, I got you,” Tony smiled, another hand balancing Peter. The boy gulped but nodded his head, reaching up slightly, almost losing his balance once more, but was able to stay still and reach to place the star on the top of the tree.

Tony carefully kept Peter balanced as he reached up, placing the bright star in it’s spot. Once it was placed, he slowly lowered himself down, Tony completely supporting him the entire way down. “Swivel chairs really aren’t the best stools,”

Peter let out an awkward laugh as he looked at his boss. “Well - uh - now I know, I guess,”

Tony smiled as the boy stepped down. “So,” He began. “Your decorating for Christmas?” He asked, Peter wasn’t really able to tell if Tony was mocking him or actually wondering.

“Well,” Peter said, “Someone had to,” There was a short pause. “It’s Christmas after all, Mister Stark,” Peter smiled as he looked up at the man with an overly-attractive face.

Tony smiled. “Hey, you like Christmas?” He asked.

“Well, of course,” the younger nodded. “I mean, it’s probably the best holiday ever, the weather is always nice,” oh my god did he really just talk about the weather with Mister Stark? “And family has always been super important to me, so that’s always nice -”

“Would you be interested in going into this little dance with me?”

Peter’s brain couldn’t seem to comprehend what Tony was asking. Him? and Tony? Together? A Christmas event? Nope, didn’t seem plausible, not in the slightest.

“A - Are you sure?” Peter asked, feeling as if he was going to fall off the chair again, but he wasn’t even standing on it.

Tony smiled. “Of course, would you?”

“Um - Uh - Yeah?” He said, it coming out as more of a question.

“Come up to my office and we’ll talk more about it then,” He finished with a wink, leaving a very flustered (and excited) Peter Parker behind.

||guys i literally spent a fucking week and a half on this, and it’s not the seventh, and i haven’t started any of the other prompts, so i am so sorry if this sucks, but i’m so happy it’s the 12 days of christmas bc that means it’s almost christmas !!

[sthefystarker]

Christmas Starker Day 5

#navidadstarker2022 #moodboard 🎄

*Prompt: Mistletoe 🍒

How could I not, for me it's a must listen to play a lot this song every time December is coming or we're in the middle of the season.

Peter and Tony under the mistletoe, kissing a lot 💋💋

[starkerparkerpony]

This is so cute 😍

day two; dancing at a christmas party

12 days till christmas; starker day two: dancing at a christmas party All characters are portrayed as 18+

*side ships; stucky and thorki, and i know nothing of dancing or the terms so just, yeah*

The aura in the room was nice. Christmas music was playing in the background and everyone was smiling and just having a good time. Even Thor was there and he didn’t even understand the concept all that well.

Steve and Bucky were finally together and happy, and even though Tony held a grudge against Barnes, and there was a bit of tension between him and Steve, he was still happy for them.

“You can do what!?” Tony hears Peter’s voice exclaim a few feet beside him. He was speaking to Loki who had an entertained smile on his lips. “How?”

“Simply, really,” The god of Mischief said before he faded into someone new, someone looking exactly Captain Steven Rogers.

“Holy shit,” Peter mumbled, looking at the other in awe.

Loki began to mock the blonde’s voice. “Young man, watch your mouth,”

Peter began cracking up. “Oh, this is awesome,” He laughed, “Why don’t you do that more often?”

Thor began laughing from next to them. “Well you’ve done it a few times, almost all ending in mass destruction,”

Loki, switching back, kept a nonchalant face. “Well, except for the few times when I -”

“Okay, thank you!” Thor interrupted, wrapping his arm around his husband. “But I think that would be enough of that topic,”

Loki just smirked, looking at Peter in an ‘I’ll tell you later’ gesture.

Tony made his way back over to Peter and the two asgardians. Peter was wearing a Christmas sweater that hung off him loosely, his pants however, were extremely tight and driving Tony absolutely crazy.

“Hey,” Peter smiled as Peter walked up behind him with a scotch on the rocks in his hand, and red wine for Peter.

“Hey,” Tony said, as he handed Peter the wine and mumbled a thank you. The older wrapped his hand around Peter’s waist, resting his chin on Peter’s shoulder. Peter held the glass in one hand, and used his other to rest on top of Tony’s arm.

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