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Okay but like what if Tony and Peter are going out to dinner, and Peter's new professor, Dr. Stephen Strange, happens to be at the restaurant.
So Tony gets to meet the reason for Peter's excited babbling about a new class, and it doesn't take a genius to see that Dr. Strange shares Tony's tastes in romantic and/or sexual partners--or at least the pretty, college-aged brunet standing between them.
So these two start this calm, almost pleasant back-and-forth that is actually an alpha male challenging another alpha male. But all the threats/insults/comments are disguised inside praise/compliments about Peter...
...and Peter's trying subtly to get the conversation to end, or at least get them to sit down, because they're saying too many nice things about him, and he's going to die if he gets any harder in front of a bunch of strangers in the middle of his favorite restaurant.
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🌌getting lost and getting found🌅
They weren't even friends; just a couple of boys who went to the same high school, graduated with the same class. Nothing could have precipitated Peter opening his aunt's front door and finding Tony Stark standing outside his apartment.
"Let's go somewhere."
And when Peter says 'um, okay', when he goes back to his room and shoves clothes and a toothbrush in his bag on autopilot, he can't stop thinking about Tony's small smile--almost a smirk--and the shift of the other teen's hips as he'd turned and sauntered back down the hall.
There's a chance he won't be out there, that Peter will push out the building's front door and find no one parked at the curb, no one waiting. A joke, a prank, to kick off the ending of an era and the beginning of...something. Life, in all its chaotic, heart-rending glory.
But he freezes only for a moment at the top of the steps, and then he hikes his backpack strap further up onto his shoulder and comes down, bee-lining for the ridiculous candy-red sports car purring in the pick-up/drop-off zone, and for the dark haired boy leaning against the driver's side door, smoking, backlit by the streaks of the early, smoggy sunrise that spills between the buildings across the way.
"Took you long enough," Tony says, but there's fading surprise and traces of relief woven through the teasing, the foundations of a tentative, but warm, smile.
Peter just shrugs, cheeks heating as he chews at his lip. "Do you still want to...?"
He has to ask, has to--because even though Tony waited, even though they're standing on the same crumbling, stained sidewalk, in the same morning pre-heat mugginess, Peter still can't find whatever it is that made this...happen.
And Tony studies him for a second, uncertainty flashing across his features before something like cockiness, like teasing, like understanding replaces it.
"Yeah, I do. I might even tell you why, if you can't figure it out by the time we get to California."
"What? California? That's--"
"Really far," Tony finishes. He turns to open the door and slip into the driver's seat, takes a drag and ashes his cigarette out the window, and then looks up at Peter with a cocked eyebrow and a smirk, tilts his head to indicate the passenger side. "Get in, Parker. We're wasting daylight."
And when they slip out of traffic and hit the first stretch of unclogged highway, windows down and wind whipping through their hair, Peter still doesn't know why this is happening...
...but he's glad he's along for the ride.
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I may continue with this, it would be fun; something about grief and growing up and having memories that don't belong. And, of course, boys kissing each other in places far away from home. We'll see.
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Starker Smut Prompt: Established relationship, 'confession' play.
Peter 'confesses' his feelings--physical and emotional--to Tony while sitting in Tony’s lap (reverse cowboy), and Tony touches him, gently teases him about what he 'reveals'.
Overall, it’s an affectionate scene. There are notes of humiliation/embarrassment, but they’re in a safe environment--Tony’s bedroom, or maybe a shared bedroom (if they’re in an established relationship). Lights down low, door closed.
Peter is nervous, but excited and trusting--he's the one who suggested it, and he's thrilled Tony agreed to it.
Tony is proud of Peter for asking for what he wants. He enjoys the fluster in Peter’s expression and body language, the red-pink stain of Peter's cheeks and the tops of his ears, the warmth of Peter’s skin. He loves the way Peter keeps struggling, aroused and breathless, to get the words out, how his gorgeous boy keeps shifting and fighting with himself to keep from pressing down more insistently into Tony’s lap.
It’s not about religion--it wouldn't be, not with these two--but Peter's words and Tony's acceptance of those words carry a kind of reverence, of sanctity.
They are together, they are safe, and they want each other. At this moment, nothing exists but them.
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Forced Marriage/Mating AU:
Tony's done an excellent job covering up his omega status; he's never felt the stereotypical omegan urge to submit, and with strong suppressants, he hasn't had to deal with a heat at all in years.
When someone tampers with his suppressants, he goes into pre-heat during a board meeting, the scent singular enough to completely out him to everyone present. The board is full of old-fashioned stuffed suits who are unwilling to support not only an omega, but an unmated one at that.
To save his position and Stark Industries as a whole, Tony turns to the only alpha he trusts: his personal assistant-slash-intern, Peter Parker. Sure, Peter's younger, but he's mature, responsible, reliable--and behaves no differently when he finds out Tony's an omega.
Tony thinks everything's good to go--but Peter won't actually mate with him. Keeps making excuses, pushing it out further and further--
--Until Tony corners him, and Peter confesses.
"Mr. Stark, I'm not--I don't know how to be dominant, I've never...wanted to. What if I can't...what if I'm not a good enough alpha, you know, in bed?"
"Oh, Pete...you have no idea how perfect you are."
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The first fic I've seen written from one of my prompts, and I am in LOVE.
Thank you, @pretty-well-funded, you are a god among writers.
Mafia AU Prompt- MafiaBoss!Tony/UndercoverFBIAgent!Peter
Tony’s in his study, three fingers inside a pretty brunet twenty-something, when he gets the call.
He picks up, barks a ‘what’, and listens while Rumlow gives him the heads up about the undercover sting operation, and the guy they’re sending his way, a young agent named Peter Parker.
Rumlow’s description matches the twink in Tony’s lap to a t.
Tony hangs up, and decides he’s going to have some fun with his new toy, the still blissfully unaware (and very naked) FBI agent.
He’s not going to kill Agent Parker; no, Tony’s too enamored with him. He’s never letting Parker go.
But punishment is definitely in order.
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Alien AU:
Peter was never human. As a baby, he was sent by his race as a sleeper cell to grow up and take over Earth, placed with a human family and having no knowledge of his origins until his 'activation'. He gets bitten, the spiderbite reacts with his DNA and gives him his powers, allowing him to become Spiderman, and thus bringing Tony Stark into his life. Tony Stark, genius billionaire playboy philanthropist, and the ideal mate for an alien looking to take over the planet. When his body recognizes its ideal mate, Peter 'activates'. (and maybe tentacle sex happens.)
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Actor AU:
Peter goes to L.A. with stars in his eyes and the dream of being an actor. He's having a rough first few days, hasn't been able to get any callbacks. A stranger buys him a drink and Peter spills his frustrations.
The new friend, Mr. Stark, reveals that he's actually a talent manager/producer, and he can help Peter get a foot in the door. Peter agrees to go home with him.
On the way to the penthouse, Tony calls Peter out for following the first person to cry 'talent agent'. "You're lucky I'm the real deal. I'm still going to fuck you, but you're going to be the biggest new face in the industry in less than six months."
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Accidental Marriage AU:
Tony takes Peter to Vegas for his 21st birthday. Shenanigans ensue. Peter wakes up in the hotel the next morning with Tony kissing his way down his spine, and zero memory of what happened the night before. Peter's surprised enough (and carrying a big enough torch) that he doesn't stop Tony from going all the way down. The first swipe of Tony's tongue makes Peter gasp and grab at the pillow with his left hand, and that's when he sees the wedding band.
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Okay but what if Tony's a badass, greying gladiator, and one of the royal families come to watch the games, and the prince, Peter, buys him to keep as a personal guard.
And maybe the prince is a little shit who asks that the gladiator follow him around on mindless errands, makes pointless demands, pretty much spends the daylight hours poking at Tony without consequence.
But, at night...oh.
At night, Peter's personal guard stays with him inside the bedchamber instead of posted outside the door. It's better that way, you see, because the prince has other needs. But in the dark, or in the flickering glow of candlelight, the prince isn't making any demands. He's not poking and prodding and teasing.
At night, he takes whatever the gladiator wants to give him. This scarred, muscled beast of a man with blood on his hands, who makes Peter pay, with his body, for every snide comment and stupid demand. Leaves marks on Peter's fine, pale skin.
And that's okay.
Because the prince likes them, and he likes using them to tease his gladiator all the next day.
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Oh god jk I don't have it in me today to write prompts
I'll be back eventually
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Mafia AU Prompt- MafiaBoss!Tony/UndercoverFBIAgent!Peter
Tony’s in his study, three fingers inside a pretty brunet twenty-something, when he gets the call.
He picks up, barks a ‘what’, and listens while Rumlow gives him the heads up about the undercover sting operation, and the guy they’re sending his way, a young agent named Peter Parker.
Rumlow’s description matches the twink in Tony’s lap to a t.
Tony hangs up, and decides he’s going to have some fun with his new toy, the still blissfully unaware (and very naked) FBI agent.
He's not going to kill Agent Parker; no, Tony's too enamored with him. He's never letting Parker go.
But punishment is definitely in order.
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Okay I'm just gonna start spamming individual prompts now
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I was gonna put a bunch of prompts out tonight, but I got caught up working on a fic I haven't updated in like six months 😅
Tomorrow is a new day, and I'll be posting at least one prompt.
Hope you folks are having a good [insert time of day].
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🌀Forgotten Gods Worship Each Other🌀
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