#domestic starker

[starker-sorbet]

Light academia domestic starker

#starker #married starker #domestic starker #light acadamia aesthetic #moodboard #my moodboard

[muse-of-gods]

Tony and Peter buy a farm.

#starker #ironspider #tony stark x peter parker #starker moodboard #domestic starker #myedits

[winterspiderpurrs]

Tony was wrapping up his jog on the private beach when his drone dropped off the coffee he had Friday get ready for him. He was cold and didn't want to wait til he got back to the house to have his coffee. He was moving up one of the dunes when he paused with his cup in hand.

There not to far off, at the estate next to his oddly enough was a young man in a big puffy coat. He seemed to be putting together a bunch of logs, huh must be setting up a bonfire. Not to out of normal but it wasn't something done often in the winter time. The only reason he wasn't in more layers himself was the possibility of over heating while out on his jog.

His nose twitched a moment when the faint hint of cinnamon, cloves, and honey. Eyes widen as he stares. Male omegas are not unheard of, just not as common as they used to be. Most packs swoop them up.

Clearing his throat he waltz over.

" Hey there. Starting a fire?"

A pair of warm brown eyes looked up at him. He knew the moment he recognized him as his eyes widen before he smiled.

" Yeah. Your welcome to join us if you like. Making smores."

At the 'us', Tony looks around and spots on the edge another man, older, kneeling down next to a little girl. Ah. So he has a pack.

" If you don't mind. Never had one as long as your Alpha is fine with it?"

The young man blinks.

" Never? Well you don't have to worry about Stephen. We aren't like that. ... kinda sorta?"

Tony sits down across from him.

" Kinda sorta kid?"

" Parker i mean Peter Parker that is. Call me Peter Mr. Stark. Its complicated? "

Tony snorts and takes a sip of his coffee.

" Call me Tony. So... Peter. Whats so complicated?"

" Well... Stephen is great, and he is Mary's father. But uumm, it was more of... After I had my degrees even though I had 2 doctorates... most places won't hire omegas...so I ended up getting a 3rd degree in nursing. Stephen is a doctor, famous, really, at least in the medical world. We grew close. But Stephen is married to his career, which I understand. After a couple of years... well, I wanted a baby. I was actually looking into sperm banks when Stephen found out well he volunteered. So.. we aren't really together, but... we kinda have this....thing? Stephen likes to call it an open relationship, though we both haven't actively dated other people. See, it's complicated"

Peter laughs and lights a match and gets a small fire going.

" No. I don't see it too complicated... odd but whatever works. How involved is he?"

Tony's thoughts go to his father who was in a committed relationship with his mother but was distant and more overbearing than anything.

" Oh Stephen is great with Mary. We live in the same building we both have rooms at each others. We take turns picking her up, we go with him to all his conferences. Vacations. Holidays. He adores our daughter"

Tony nods and sips his coffee looking back toward the others in the distance. They had started walking toward them. The little girl laughing as she runs to jump into Peter's arms. The man, Stephen, approached them and raised an eyebrow at Tony before looking over at Peter.

Peter laughs " Tony, this is Doctor Stephen Strange, and this little wild heathen is Mary"

Mary giggle " Momma! I'm just Mary"

Stephen nods his head before moving to sit down next to Peter.

" Don't believe I've seen you here before Mr.Stark. Are you here for the Medical Green Energy Conference?"

Tony blinks and nods his head.

" Yes. We are presenting on day 3."

Some rustling is heard and the older men turn to look at Peter and Mary as they start to set the ingredients for the smores out on a tray.

" Mary, why don't you show Tony how to make a smore. He has never made one before"

The little girl gasps and spins around to look at Tony.

" Never Misters Starks? Smores are the greatests in the world!"

Tony blinks and smiles.

" Never. Its a tragedy. So lets see what all the fuss is about."

Not long later after several quiet talks and bellies full of smores. The fire is put out, Mary is fast asleep on Peter's shoulder.

" It was great meeting you Tony. Maybe we will see you at the conference? Excuse me while I put this sleepy girl to bed."

Peter gives Tony a shy smile before he heads up the the beach out with Mary in tow. Stephen and Tony were left standing there, cleaning up the rest. As they headed back up the dunes heading toward the houses. Stephen paused before they went there separate ways.

" I know you like Peter. And I won't sway him away from you if he wants to be pursued. But I won't have you hurting Mary in the process"

" Hey now. I just met Peter. He is a nice guy. But I'm not looking to date"

Stephen raised an eyebrow.

" Sure. But I wasn't interested in dating either, and now I have a family. I'm willing to share MY omega. But stay in line, Stark, we are a package deal."

And that is how Tony found himself courting an Alpha and an Omega. And within three years time, Peter was giving birth to another little girl, this time to Morgan Stark.

#writing prompt #SpiderStrange #strangespider #peter parker x stephen strange #starker #starkerstrange #stpehen x peter x tony #ironstrange #ironspiderstrange #omegaverse au #alpha beta omega #abo #omega peter parker #alpha stephen strange #alpha tony stark #winterspiderpurrs #i wanted some domestic fluff #i kinda like the idea that maybe Stephen is ace... #but i dunno

[spider-mancan]

may and happy tell peter they're taking the entire summer to travel and the idea of spending weeks alone in their apartment alone makes peter want to die. when tony offers to let peter move in for the summer, he doesn't think much of it beyond knowing it makes peter happy.

tony didn't realize how much he was hanging on by a thread until seeing peter just fucking live, just exist and be comfortable and unburdened, makes all his defenses unwind.

peter wears soft clothes, short shorts and long sweaters that become tony's sweaters on laundry days. it's a lot of skin. one day tony puts a hand on peter's thigh absently and feels the muscles tense and ripples under his touch.

peter knows a lot more card games than tony does, the kind of games that you learn at camps and conventions that tony never went to with his peers. he spends lab breaks teaching tony ERS, nines, euchre, flinch, and other games that tony is 99% sure peter is making up just to fuck with him. he talks about how his mother used to like to play dominoes, before she died. tony's grandmother played dominoes. he promises to teach peter. it's easy. he'll hate it.

they get drunk mid-summer and try to shave peter's legs. tony brings it up because of peter's shorts, and it should be kind of sexy but it's just funny because neither of them can focus. peter laughs at the shaky line from the razor and once the shaving cream gets introduced the entire situation devolves into something so childish. if tony, drunk and euphoric, presses a soft kiss into peter's knee while peter is busy trying to guess the chemical make-up, well...his penance is that it tastes like soap.

it's only meant to be for a couple of months, but peter sneaks in more and more items from his own apartment until tony thinks he'll die if the cheesy science mug isn't in his cabinet every morning.

tony spends so long in the lab he forgets what time it in and throws peter's bedroom door open to tell him about the origin of juggling. peter is awake and shouldn't be, but he and tony run out to pick up balls so tony can teach peter how to juggle. tony knew peter would be good at it, but considering that tony learned in college (the second time, to impress a girl) he's offended by how quickly peter outclasses him. he spends the last few hours before dawn trying to hit the balls with paper footballs.

peter comes back from patrol one night with a cat under his arm. he says her name is fettucine because he founds her in a dumpster covered in noodles and that he is their dumpster cat. and tony is allergic but can't bring himself to say anything. not when peter says she's theirs, or when fettucine is so cute and also a disaster. he gets her a smaller dunce cap to match dum-e. she likes to fall asleep on tony's chest and peter's phone fills with more pictures of tony stark (and the cat, mostly for the cat, of course) than either of them think is a good idea.

and then the summer ends and peter doesn't leave. and tony starts to wonder if he should -- verbally, pointedly, fearfully -- ask peter to stay.

#starker #ironspider #considers #domestic starker is too much for my feeble heart

[monster-cock69]

Love the way you lie but starker

#domestic violence warning #ALL THE VIOLENCE #I want them each with a wine bottle swinging #prompt #peter parker #tony stark #starker #avengers #marvel #spiderman #iron man #someone please write this

[professional-benaddict]

what about celebrity daddies tony and stephen? tony is like a very famous news presenter and a household name all over the country. his husband stephen was a world famous neurosurgeon, but is now working within charity to help hospitals around the world.

the two men are regularly in the news, or at least tony is telling the news, but now and then the paparazzi will catch them out in public. and the daddies are always seen with their little peter,,, a sweet little boy who loves wearing hooded onesies and has a stuffie zebra he carries everywhere he goes💗💗💗

#and the tabloids always highlight how domestic they seem #how they have put aside their work to spend time with their cutie pie🥰🥰🥰 #little!peter #daddy!stephen #daddy!tony #starkerstrange #starker #strangespider #spiderstrange #ironstrange

[the-iv-seasons]

Peter, a proud Gen Z, taught Tony how to use TikTok. Let’s say the man didn’t disappoint.

#starker #edit #social media #tiktok #outsider pov #established relationship #domestic fluff

[deacons-cut]

Domestic starker ♡♡

#stimboard #visual stim #marvel #starker #tony stark #peter parker #tony stark x peter parker #ironspider

[the-mad-starker]

Starker Fluff: LUV U, from Morgan💗

For @starksvinyls in @starkerfestivals Starker Valentine's Day Exchange 💗💗

I chose this prompt!

Prompt: Their kid’s first valentine’s day in grade school and them helping prepare

I hope you like it and that my fluff was sufficient 🥺 I don't write fluff much but I had fun writing this!! And of course, the hardest bit was finding a title and I finally went with this 😱 the LUV U, from Morgan💗 is supposed to be towards the entire starker fandom cause I love you guys 💗

Rating: G

Notes: Omegaverse, married starker, mpreg (Peter is currently pregnant in the fic), domestic fluff

WC: 2662

(AO3 Link)

💗💗💗

Tony Stark, perusing down the aisle of a local Walgreens? More likely than you think. Especially when he's being led by the hand by his 6 year old daughter, Morgan.

The little alpha girl was determined because she had seen the softest, prettiest blankets and had wanted to get them for her best friends.

“There! There!” She did a kind of hop skip, jerking impatiently in place because of her grip on Tony’s hand.

For such a little girl, her grip was strong but even then Tony just grinned and hurried along. Once they were close enough, Morgan let him go and eagerly reached up on her tippy toes to get the large throw blanket.

Tony could've easily gotten it for her but she was at that age where she wanted to do everything by herself so Tony let her when it was possible.

The blanket was almost bigger than her, a cute turquoise blue that was decorated with cute candy hearts. Once Morgan had it in her hands, she rubbed her face against a candy heart that said “LUV U.”

“It's so soft,” Morgan marveled, “just like Mama’s nest blankets.”

She ran her little hand over the blanket’s surface and looked up at Tony with those honey brown eyes she inherited from her mama and Tony’s mate, Peter.

“Do you think they’ll like it?” she asked with all the seriousness a 6 year old was capable of.

Tony knew a simple yes wouldn't do it so he bent down on a knee and held out a hand.

Morgan offered it to him and Tony took it. He ran a critical eye over it and let out some serious sounding hmm’s and ahh’s.

The blanket was soft and warm, the fabric especially tailored to omegas and meant for their nests. There was even a little pouch area where an alpha could insert an included heart candy shaped pillow. An alpha could scent the pillow and it could be inserted into the pouch so that the alpha’s scent could soothe the omega it was given to.

It was a popular gift given by alphas for good reason.

Of course, the price for it reflected that but money had never been an issue. He could easily get something of much better quality but this was the one Morgan wanted to give. And so, it was the one they were getting.

It really was a cute gift and even though Morgan and her besties were far from the ages where such gifts were really intended for, blankets were common gifts given between friends. Besides, just because it was tailored to omegas didn't mean alphas couldn't receive it as gifts too. Sharing scents between friends was a common gesture of affection, after all.

Overall, Tony thought it was a thoughtful gift for Morgan’s best friends.

“They’re gonna love it, Morguna,” Tony announced, showing his approval.

Morgan gave a large smile and proudly said, “I like it too! And look! There's a few different colors!”

Morgan took back the blanket with a happy smile and Tony smiled too, infected by her enthusiasm.

This time, Morgan watched as Tony pulled a few more blankets, each color getting the young alpha’s approval.

Once their main objective was secured, they checked out the rest of the aisle. Besides getting her besties their gifts, Morgan was also handing out Valentine's Day cards along with a small little gift baggie.

The Valentine's Day aisle was full of gifts. Fuzzy blankets, slippers, and of course, lots and lots of chocolate and candy. Across from the gifts was an aisle completely full of plushies of various sizes.

Tony had the pleasure of helping her load their little basket with goodies to make for goodie bags for the rest of her classmates. For the most part, he indulged Morgan’s choices, especially since she mostly went for cute pencils, stickers, erases, and mini notebooks. They were sold as sets, all intended for the little goodie bags that the Stark family would be setting up.

The little Valentine’s Day cards that sported the Avenger’s faces were ignored. Morgan had seen so much Avengers merchandise that she was mostly immune to it. Plus, for some reason they always made Iron Man’s face a little funky.

Instead, Morgan’s eye was caught by cute little animal themed Valentine’s Day cards which she happily put into the basket.

Tony did turn a blind eye to the little Spider-Man and Iron-man pair of plushies she snuck into the basket. It wasn't exactly easy to ignore when they were as big as her arm.

“For Mama and Daddy,” Morgan told him anyway. Then she held up a squishmallow of Spider-Man that was the size of her hand and asked, “For Morgan?”

Tony was supposed to be the stern parent but he quickly melted to Morgan’s puppy eyes. “How can we have a Spider-Man and Iron-man without a little baby Spider-Man?”

At Tony’s comment, her eyes lit up and she quickly went back to where she found the baby Spidey, only to come back with another little Iron-man of the same size.

Tony should've known and yet, when she looked up at him, offering the toy with the question, “For baby Benny?” Tony could only melt at her request.

Even mentioning the baby that Peter was carrying had Tony turning into a pile of mush. The baby in Peter’s belly was, according to Google, the size of a papaya at week 21. Their second pup, Morgan’s little brother that she was already spoiling.

Peter often blamed Tony for it, but they both knew that their little Morgan was just a thoughtful and excited Big Sister to Be.

“Of course, baby girl,” Tony smiled wide, lowering the basket so she could put the toy in. “We can't forget baby Benny.”

“Course not!” Morgan nodded oh so seriously, a satisfied smile on her face.

While they waited in line, Tony took a quick picture of their haul and sent it to his mate. Peter’s exasperated but fond response had Tony grinning.

My Love, My Mate, Hubby ❤️

We’re going to have a whole room dedicated to plushies of us and the team, aren't we? 🧐

Received

Tony Stark

Guess I shouldn't spoil what Pepp and Rhodey got the kids.

Sent

The conversation ended there as Tony and Morgan were next in line. A few minutes later, the two left and returned home.

There were plans. Plans which involve Morgan going to bed at 8 PM, the latest, but of course, things never panned out the way they wanted.

Morgan was too excited for Valentine's Day and even more so when they returned to find cupcakes waiting for them. Tony and Morgan had gotten the goodies while Peter had gotten the bags and cupcakes.

What followed was a night of chaos, as Peter, Tony, and Morgan worked together to put the goodie bags together.

Between the two of them, Peter was the genius as he set up the empty goodie bags on the table. Tony was regulated to organizing the packs of stickers, pencils, and erasers.

Their Morgan was fairly popular but she only called maybe two other kids her besties. For these, she personally picked out their stuff, but for the rest, Tony took over.

It was messy. It was a little chaotic.

Tony could've easily just gotten some grunts to do this or even easier, just bought some standard goodie bags. But as he was dropping pieces of candy, one by one, into each bag, he couldn't help but watch his two favorite people.

Morgan and Peter were across from him, working on the cards.

“This one for Parker?” Peter held up a card with some cute little frogs and read the front, “I hop we stay friends forever!”

“Oh!” Morgan giggled at the words and nodded. “Yeah, they’ll like that! They like frogs!”

Morgan took the card and focused on writing her classmate’s name with Peter’s supervision.

“P-A-R-K-E-R,” Peter instructed gently.

Morgan’s pencil was steady as she wrote and she echoed back each letter.

“...K… E…R!” She cheered as she finished. “Like this?”

A sweet smile crossed Peter’s face and kissed the top of Morgan’s head.

“Good job, baby.” he said then smiling down at the name, he added, “Did you know Mama's last name used to be Parker?”

Morgan looked up at Peter with a surprised look.

“Your last name’s Stark though! Like mine,” she said, 100% confident.

Peter just laughed and smiled. “Yeah, it's Stark now but before I met your Daddy, my name used to be Peter Parker.”

Morgan’s mouth formed a little O as she thought about it.

“I like it,” she decided, “But I like mama as Peter Stark too.”

Peter laughed again before agreeing wholeheartedly. “I like it too.”

Their laughter and soft giggles had Tony looking up, pausing in his own task. He had caught the tail end of the conversation and couldn't help the warmth that spread throughout his body as he looked at them. His pup. His mate. This moment… It was just part of their daily lives. It wasn't even Valentines Day and all they were doing was preparing for a little kid party.

A moment in time, something normal, and just every day. And yet… Tony felt like he could capture this moment, have it become one of his core memories. Morgan and Peter, their heads bent low as they worked together. Morgan’s little fingers curled around a pencil while Peter watched her, one hand on his pregnant belly, and the other fiddling with another Valentine's Day card.

“Love… M… o… r… g… a… n…!” their daughter cheerfully completed the card.

Morgan then looked up, as did Peter.

“Tony?” Peter asked curiously. He arched a brow even as Morgan reached over to hand the card to the alpha. “Anything wrong?”

He took a second to reply, just taking in the sight of Morgan looking at him curiously and Peter’s familiar and much loved face.

“Absolutely nothing, sweetheart,” Tony replied.

He took the card and continued putting the goodies in the bag. This time, he focused so they could get everything done in time. Even then, he had one ear listening to his mate and pup and occasionally, if he looked up and watched them joke around and write the cards, no one would blame him.

Truly, there was absolutely nothing wrong in his world.

His heart was full and he was not lacking anything in the world when he had these two– his family, his loves. His smile only grew wider when he thought of baby Benny.

There was absolutely nothing wrong and everything right.

After they finished, they were left with several neat rows of goodie bags, each one tucked by hand written cards by their sweet alpha girl. They made sure to praise her. Morgan had inherited Tony’s busy mind so being able to sit down for the hour was an accomplishment. It helped that Peter coached her and kept her attention by engaging her about her classmates.

Once dinner passed and then bedtime, Tony carried their kid to get washed up and from there, Peter took over.

Tony caught a glimpse of them, Morgan squealing as she ran into her room. Her arms were full of the plushies that were bought earlier, as well as the little heart shaped scent pillows for her best friends.

Peter tucked Morgan into her own big girl bed. There were a few blankets from their nest because even though Morgan was a big girl now (her words, not Tony's), she still couldn't fall asleep without the scent of her mama and papa. Tony hadn't protested the loss of their stolen blankets. He may even shed a tear when the day comes that she no longer needed or wanted to be scented by her parents but that day was somewhere far in the future.

By the time Tony came by, Morgan’s eyes were sleep heavy. They only fully close once Tony and Peter each give her a kiss on the forehead, exchanging “I love you”s and sleepy good nights.

Tony left the door open a crack and led his mate to their own comfy little nest with an arm around his waist.

When the lights turned on, Peter let out a soft little gasp when he was met by a huge bouquet of roses set by the bedside table.

“Oh…” He turned a pleased little smile towards Tony. “You know I don't need roses, Tony.”

Since Morgan was born, it felt like sometimes there was a fast forward button pressed on their days. There was just so much to do and so much to plan for. With the arrival of baby Benny, it would only get busier. And yet, Tony was determined to do his best to show how much he loved his mate and to do even these little things like get his roses whether it was Valentine's Day or not.

Tony hummed and wrapped his arms around his mate’s waist.

“I know, darling, but you deserve them,” Tony said. His hands slid towards Peter’s belly and he gently caressed the small bump there. “You're my partner in crime, the omega to my alpha, the mother to my kids– I love you, Pete. You've given me so much, let me give you flowers once in a while?”

“You give me so much more than just flowers, alpha,” Pete said in return. He cupped Tony's face in his palms, and the kiss they shared was as sweet as chocolate.

Tony sighed in contentment and breathed in the scent of his mate, his home.

“Wait– wait, don't distract me,” Tony huffed, pulling away to Peter’s surprise. “I have another gift for you.”

“Oh?” Peter questioned.

“Yeah, sit down,” Tony told him and Peter, with a healthy amount of curiosity, did as he was asked.

He only understood when Tony knelt down and took a hold of his foot, one hand cupping the sole whole the other rested on top.

“Oh!” Peter gasped, almost melting back into their nest of pillows and blankets.

“I learned a new thing,” Tony said as he massaged his mate’s aching foot. “I know it was around this time that it got particularly hard when you had Morgan and I felt bad that I couldn't help before… So just lay back and relax, babe.”

Peter had no complaints and by the time Tony was done, he had a fully relaxed mate cuddling into the pillows.

Inside him, Tony’s alpha was very pleased at being able to relieve some of Peter’s pain. He was even more pleased when he came into the nest and spent some time with the baby.

He caressed his mate’s pregnant belly, talking to baby Benny and peppering kisses on Peter’s belly. His soft words were mixed in with soft hmm’s from Peter and those words turned into a wordless pur when the omega started running his hand through Tony’s hair.

“Goodnight, baby Benny,” Tony whispered and pressed one more kiss to Peter’s belly. “Be good and let your mama rest, okay? You can go nuts when you come out, Papa will take care of you.

Peter chuckled, the soft laugher making his belly quiver beneath Tony’s touch.

“You say that now, but remember when Morgan came? You were a mess,” Peter teased him gently.

Tony kindly didn't mention that they had both been a mess as new parents but they had eventually found their way, hadn't they?

Morgan, being a great kid, was evidence of that.

Tony settled behind his mate, spooning against him so he could continue petting the soft skin of Peter's belly.

“I’m a pro now,” Tony protested quietly. “And I'm sure Benny will be a little angel.”

“Mhmm…” Peter murmured, already slipping into sleep. Tony nuzzled in close, kissing the spot right behind his mate’s ear.

He fell asleep to the sound of his mate’s purring, feeling content with his lot in life.

#starker #madStarker writes #fluff?! #omegaverse #mpreg #SFSecretStarkerValentines24 #moody mads

[starker-sorbet]

Peter and Tony baking together

#starker #domestic starker #baking #moodboard #my moodboard

[taruchinator]

☕ Explicit Content

☕ 1.5k Words

☕ For the @starkerfestivals Valentine's Exchange!

There was always something about waking up next to Tony that made Peter's heart flutter.

Everyone knew Tony Stark was handsome. The silver fox was thirsted after by men and women alike thanks to his good looks and charismatic charm. But this right here, was a sight that Peter had all for himself.

A not-so-soft sensation suddenly rubbing against the brunet's thighs, which told him he was looking for something other than a comfortable body pillow.

Hey everyone! Alice here bringing you more Starker content! ^^

This is a little something I cooked last month for the Starker Valentine's Exchange which I'm super late on posting over here on Tumblr hehe.

Apologies to my giftee @starker-sorbet for being a bit late! I hope you'll still like it— I wanted to lean on domestic moments, but was also in the mood of smut, so I figured why not mesh them together~

There was always something about waking up next to Tony that made Peter's heart flutter.

Unlike his partner, the younger man was an early bird—sure, he'd spend time working on his inventions in the late hours of the night, yet for some reason his biological clock was wired for him to wake as soon as the sun started to rise. Which would probably be annoying for most people on their day off, but Peter quickly found the positive to this little quirk of his.

Shifting under the soft silk of their white sheets, the brunet sneakily placed an arm around the sleeping figure beside him, taking in the breathtaking sight with a soft smile.

Everyone knew Tony Stark was handsome. The silver fox was thirsted after by men and women alike thanks to his good looks and charismatic charm. But this right here, was a sight that Peter had all for himself—something the masses didn't know about his lover, and that made him feel special.

The older man was snuggled against his side, with the stubble of his beard tickling Peter in the rhythm of his even breathing. The usual crease between his eyebrows caused by both dealing with the duties of Stark Industries and an Avenger was not present, showing instead an expression that could only be described as peaceful.

Almost vulnerable.

The first time he'd been treated to this sight was at the beginning of their relationship, when Tony invited him to spend the night and share a bed. “Just sleeping”, he'd clarified, to which Peter only chuckled and nodded over how cute it was for Tony to not dare rush him into anything.

The morning after, the brunet was starstruck after seeing the older man draped over him. After clearing out the embarrassment of it all, Tony had said that he must've felt safe in Peter's presence, which instantly melted the young Avenger's heart.

Ever since, he's been eternally grateful to his early morning habits that allowed him to admire the man he loved in his natural habitat.

Tony shifted again, this time pressing himself completely to Peter's side with an incomprehensible mumble, almost as if he was seeking the other's warmth. Yet based on the not-so-soft sensation suddenly rubbing against the brunet's thighs, something told him he was looking for something other than a comfortable body pillow.

“Well someone's feeling frisky…” Peter mumbled under his breath with a coy grin.

Morning wood was relatively common in their bed sharing experience, despite Tony's insistence in being ‘too old for it’ and how it ‘made him seem like a horny teenager.’ They usually never had time to address it—the life of a superhero left little time for oneself, let alone a partner.

But today was different.

No catastrophic incidents to follow up on with S.H.I.E.L.D headquarters and no pesky Stark Industries meetings where they had to sit for hours trying to explain what the Iron-Man suit was even for.

It was a day just for them.

With skillful movements, Peter slowly guided his hand under the covers and against the familiar feeling of Tony's clothed bulge. A soft sigh was heard and Peter couldn't tell who it came from. All he knew was that the member was growing harder and larger.

After wrapping his fingers under the older man's underwear, Tony let out a soft groan while wiggling himself closer, which instantly sent a pool of heat to Peter's core.

“How can he be so cute yet so handsome?” Peter couldn't help it—before he knew it, his other hand was moving under the comfort of his briefs and began teasing his outer lips in synch to his lover's stroking. He let out a low moan, praying to any deity out there that he wasn't being loud.

He was used to caring for his sexual needs on his own, thanks to the aforementioned lack of time that came with a superhero's life. It made the few moments they did have together feel much more special and meaningful.

“Hmm… Either I'm still dreaming or this is the cheesiest start to a porno…”

A groggy voice brought Peter back to reality, with a pair of lips he knew by heart meeting his own. Their kiss was sloppy, soft and sweet, with Tony humming into it which brought a smile to the brunet's face.

“For the record, it seems like you were having a fun little dream there,” Peter teased slightly, “hopefully I was in it?”

“Honey, you star in my dreams every night.” Tony said with affection dripping from his voice, which was only a bigger indicator that he was still waking up. He was much more lovey dovey in the mornings. Peter chuckled in response, pulling the man closer in both a hug and to get a better grip on his cock. “Well that makes two of us, I guess…”

“Nuh-uh. Enough of that mister, gimme.” The older man swatted Peter's hand away, and instead placed it around his neck as he maneuvered around to try and feel what was hidden under the young man's underwear. Peter knew he was already dripping, but it didn't it from being embarrassing. “Someone's all ready to go…”

“When you wake up to your boyfriend grinding against you can you blame me?” Peter's voice hitched at the new hand rubbing circles against his clit. He'd never understand how Tony could make him melt with a snap of his fingers.

“Sorry for keeping you waiting, then.” A small smile crossed his features, which Peter gladly returned. After lowering both of their pants to each other's ankles, the billionaire began aligning himself to his entrance. With slow and steady movements, he was eventually inside.

Much less complicated from their first attempts, when Peter still had to adjust to Tony's size.

“Haa… you doin’ good?” The older man was in place, not daring to move until Peter said otherwise. He was always considerate that way.

“Y-Yeah. God, yes Tony, just move.”

And so he did.

‘Slow and steady wins the race’, so they say. The duo had never had time for that, though. Today however, it seemed like his boyfriend was on the same page as him when it came to taking it easy in their day off. Slow and almost lazy thrusts were what Peter received, and he didn't realize how much he needed a good release until now.

Kisses were peppered everywhere—his cheeks, his forehead, his collarbone. Pretty much anywhere Tony could get access to was fair game, and they all felt the same: warm and safe. Peter returned the affections as best as he could, but even in this slow rhythm they had going on, he was reaching his climax rather fast. Who could've guessed?

“Ngh… I'm close. W-Where do you want me, baby?” Tony mumbled close to his ear. Seems like he wasn't the only one at least.

“I-Inside. Inside is fine…” Peter moaned while pulling the other man closer to him, tugging gently at his hair as a somewhat lifeline.

Just like that, groans echoed across their bedroom, with the familiar feeling of Tony's warm seed filling up his insides. If this was a dream he certainly didn't want to wake up. Of course, that is until Tony decided to let out a yawn after their little session, which was just far too adorable for Peter to resist.

He reached for a tissue box on their nightstand and then turned upwards to the ceiling. “Jarvis. Can you get us started with some breakfast?”

The lights of their bedroom flickered to life, much to Tony's annoyance as he hid under the blankets. The comforting voice of the A.I. guarding the mansion replied. “Good morning, Master Peter. I will get started on that right away.”

“Thanks!” Peter smiled and the lights turned off, only for sounds to start coming from the kitchen as their meals were being prepared. “Well that was quite a way to start the day.”

“And it can continue to be wonderful,” Tony lifted his head slightly, not entirely sure if the lights would come back to spook him, “if we just stay in bed a little longer.”

“Haha! But don't you have that meeting—?”

“It isn't until after lunch. Now come and cuddle, you know daddy gets cold after we have sex.” Tony grumbled with a hint of annoyance in his voice, but it was clear that he meant no actual harm. Peter let out another chuckle in disbelief.

“Okay, yeah, I'm not calling you that. But I won't argue with free cuddles.” The brunet was quick to place his head against his lover's chest, feeling the warm sensation of his skin and arc reactor giving him life.

He'd never understand how he got this lucky. And to be honest, he didn't wanna dwell too much on it—He loved Tony and Tony loved him. That was all that mattered.

“Jarvis. Put a rain check for breakfast. Something tells me we'll be taking a little nap…” Peter mumbled only loud enough for the entity to hear him.

Breakfast in bed sounded much more appealing anyway.

✦ 𝐂𝐡𝐞𝐜𝐤 𝐌𝐲 𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐝 𝐓𝐨 𝐅𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐌𝐲 𝐒𝐨𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐬!✦

#my stories #starker #starkerfestivalsevents #tony x peter #peter x tony

[ao3feed-irondadspiderson]

my love is mine all mine.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/51793726 by angelicaslove brown bambi eyes met his own and the billionaire immediately knew something was wrong. he was soaked. Tony stood up from where he was sitting and rushed over to the boy, cupping his freezing cheeks with his own warm, calloused hands. "pete what happened? why are you so cold? and wet? did you swim here?" that got a small chuckle out of the spider, followed by a shiver and a sneeze. ~ or! peter walks home in the snow (like the idiot he is) and gets ill from it. small little drabble ❤️ Words: 622, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe, Iron Man (Movies) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Characters: Peter Parker, Tony Stark, Happy Hogan Relationships: Peter Parker & Tony Stark Additional Tags: Heartwarming, Peter Parker Needs a Hug, Tony Stark Acting as Peter Parker's Parental Figure, Tony Stark Has A Heart, no starker, peters a sick little bean, Fluff, Domestic Fluff, Drabble read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/51793726

#IFTTT #ao3feed #fanfic #iron dad and spider son #spider son #iron dad #peter parker #tony stark

[sitp-recs]

Rarepair Tag Game

Thank you @danpuff-ao3 for the tag! This was really fun 😍

Rules: List the top rarepairs that you like outside of your OTP, and why you ship it! (Criteria for what makes a rarepair is up to your own discretion.) tagging anyone who wants to do this, maybe @lqtraintracks and @writcraft if you feel like it?

Harry/Teddy

This ship has been a long-standing guilty pleasure fave ever since I’ve read the amazing When It Alteration Finds by the Hardy champion @lqtraintracks, many years ago. Shipping Starker (MCU) in 2019 made my love for Harry/Teddy come back even stronger because I can trace so many similarities between both ships (besides the obvious age gap). Pretty much like Tony and Peter, Harry and Teddy are war orphans whose paths wouldn’t necessarily cross only they did, and the mentor/father figure combo can lend itself to so many interesting narratives, both tender and angsty which is my ultimate jam. This was my very first ship that didn’t have the antagonist component - on the contrary, this brand of romance is even more heartbreaking because they’re so so seriously devoted to each other. They could have been best friends to lovers if not for the whole godfather+ age gap problematique but it makes the ship even more compelling to me. I love the guilt, the want, the inevitability of them falling into bed then hurting through the complications before finally getting together. My favorite fics include (you guessed it!) everything LQT has written especially Beneath a Foreign Moon and Coming Up for Air, plus the stunning Surface Texture by @the-starryknight.

Ron/Draco

I would never have considered this ship if I hadn’t stumbled upon the brilliant A Fine Foray into Fashionable Fellatio by @wellhalesbells - a masterpiece that remains my all-time favorite Dron fic because it finally opened my eyes to their sexual and emotional potential as a ship on its own, outside of Drarry’s shadow. Ron is such a fascinating character, so very different from Harry in his strengths and vulnerabilities, which makes his dynamics with Draco very unique and 100% different from Drarry fics. It’s a delight to see him as a protagonist, I love his sense of humor and I find the idea of exploring what brings him and Draco together (besides being tall Purebloods with strong feelings for Harry 😏) and what pulls them apart when it comes to wealth/status difference very refreshing and compelling. Lokifan handles it masterfully! Now, I might have come for hung!Ron smut, but I stayed for the feels. In the past year I’ve become more emotionally attached to this ship especially as dragon tamer pals thanks to the superb Dreaming Skies by @sweet-s0rr0w and @tackytigerfic and more recently, to a Dronarry gem that’s really a love letter to Dron, The Sun, Shining Above You by @oknowkiss

Ron/Harry

Young Liv couldn’t care less for “friends to lovers” but now that I’m older and mellow, those dynamics are slowly but surely working their way inside my heart. Gosh, I’m so soft for Rarry! I love the idea of them experimenting together as young and traumatized teenagers, and there’s something poetic and right about Harry falling in love with his first and best friend. My heart aches when I remember that Ron was Harry’s most precious person during the Tournament’s 2nd task, being with each other just feels right. Love me some confused pining, domesticity and slight possessiveness /jealousy for them, especially in a scenario where Draco’s involved (yes I am also here for the Dronarry agenda). My first contact with this ship was through Golden Trio fics and the catharsis of comfort sex during the Horcrux Hunt; it was the easiest thing to slide into Rarry afterwards. Now I see them everywhere and am low-key spreading the word among my most skeptical friends (@writcraft is probably thinking “wdym you were shipping them in my Drarry fic???”). If anyone’s curious about this ship or wants a break from enemies to lovers I strongly rec the darling Sun Kissed by @static-abyss,the angsty Prelude and Fugue by shes_gone, this hot af Kinkuary by iota the exquisite Silhouettes by @sweet-s0rr0w

#tag meme #hp rare pair #I could probably go on #but these will do for now haha

[fruityhappiness]

I love domestic starker who enjoy a quiet evening, but the idea that both of them are disasters is too fucking hilarious :D

You thought Tony had a bad problem with binging lab hours? Try Peter who juggles studying, spidermanning and now having full access to the best lab in the country!

Both of them try to do a quiet, romantic night but then ideas hit - you will find them in a trashed lab because they wanted to test out new suits

Tony installs a Munchies-protocol to make sure they both eat somewhat regularly

Peter reminds Tony of taking showers after binging lab hours

The most romantic they usually manage are shared patrols 😂

#starker #they are both disasters you honour

[thedarknesssings]

Prompt 23: Classified

Prompt 23:  Suit - FFXIV Write 2023 Characters:  Kyllian de Fosse, Davor de Sarconne; indirect reference to Lebeaux @blackrose-ffxiv and mention of Grym @gorgagne-viperidae

“Oh, come on, Davor”  Kyllian exclaimed.  He was hard-pressed to keep the exasperation from his voice.  “I’ve been an excellent inquisitor for the Tribunal for near on a dozen years. I rarely miss a mark and you damn well know it.”

The Inquisitor in charge of his particular division Kyllian could almost call a friend.  Davor de Sarconne was his elder by about fifteen years and had been his mentor in the early months.  When the man took his current position, Kyllian was one of his staunchest supporters.  Davor ran his hands through his hair, the short strands standing on end and making the grey streaking through the mahogany starker.

“Look, Kylli.”  Davor stared at him across his desk.  “I hate to do this to you. I really do.  You’re right.  You always get your man, but this time–”

“A desk job?”  Kyllian planted his hands on his hips and let his head hang.  “I’d rather resign.”

“And do what?  Half of Ishgard will hold your parentage against you and the other half will balk at your former position as an inquisitor.”  Exasperation crept into Davor’s voice.  “Yes, sure, pushing papers is dull, but it’s good pay in your pocket, Kyllian.  Maybe in time, you’ll be well enough for field work again.  If I put you out there now, it’s too risky.”

A disgruntled noise rumbled in Kyllian’s throat. He turned to pace across the office.  “Who is getting my case?”

“That’s classified and you know it.”  Davor grunted at him.  He settled back in his chair, watching Kyllian pace and wincing every time he limped. “I can tell you there’s no further leads.  This Grym’s just vanished into the snow again after her cronies blew that barn sky high with you in it.”

“I can find her again, Davor.” Kyllian turned back toward his supervisor.  “Just give me the chance.  I’m the only Inquisitor best suited for tracking her down.”

“Even if that’s the case, Kyllian, the best I can do is leave you on as a consultant for the case.”  Davor fell quiet for a moment, then reached across his desk to tug another file out from the bottom of a short stack of case files.  “Tell you what.  I have something a bit more domestic.  Mostly here in the city.  He was once one of us and the Tribunal wants him watched.”

That stopped Kyllian’s pacing. The limp in the man’s gait was starting to wear on Davor to watch. In his opinion, Kyllian should still be home on leave, resting. They were two of a kind on that front, never able to keep idle for long when there was work to be done.  Kyllian picked the file up off the desk and flipped through it, reading the contents with care.  

“You’re going to have to acquire a slightly new profession. You’ll be considered deep cover.  Anyone comes asking here, and we’ll say you quit due to the injury.”  Davor narrowed his eyes on Kyllian.  “And I do mean anyone, Kylli.”

“That’s fine by me.”  Kyllian waved away the concern, his attention still fixed on the file.  “I remember this guy.  I’ve worked with him.”

“Thought you might.”  Davor smiled briefly at Kyllian.  He dug a tomestone out of a desk drawer and sent it skittering over the desktop toward Kyllian.  “Here.  Use this to report anything you find to me.  It’s secured.”

Kyllian leaned over to claim the tomestone, taking a moment to familiarize himself with it.  “Got it.”

Davor studied him.  Not for the first time, he admired the view Kyllian provided. The smile on Davor’s lips curved light, his gaze lingering.  “Happier?  Not going to quit on me for real now, right?”

“Yeah.”  A smirk curved across Kyllian’s lips and he tucked the tomestone into a pocket.  “Happier.  I also want to be a consultant on my former case.  I know civilians can be if they have important information to share.”

“Kyllian.”  Davor growled out, hands planting on his desk.  He rose from his chair, eyes narrowing.  “You’re not holding out on me, are you?”

“That’s classified, Davor.”  He turned on a heel and limped from the office, the new case file tucked under his arm.

#ffxiv write 2023 #prompt 23 #writers on tumblr #ffxiv writers #ishgard #inquisition #tribunal #Kyllian

[professional-benaddict]

JFJSJDJSH HAD AN IDEA ABOUT LITTLE!PETER OMG OMG

stephen coming home from his shift at the hospital, it was nice to get some rest and take a while to spend time with his loving husband and baby. since stephen just came home, it is natural and normal for one to be tired after an exhausting day.

tony greets his husband as he steps inside the door, while having peter on his hip, drinking milk from his baba, stephen tells them that he feels so exhausted and needs to rest. peter's concern about his dada left both men at awe.

"dada needs to be heawthy an' s'wong! he needs m' baba!" peter offers his bottle of milk to stephen, leaving the two men chuckling.

(bonus: stephen does get a glass of warm milk, his baby insisted! what baby peter wants, what baby peter gets <3)

-🪐

#I LOVELOVWLOVEISKKSKS #ITS SO DOMESTIC AND CUTE AHHHHH #little!peter #daddy!tony #daddy!stephen #starkerstrange #starker #strangespider #spiderstrange #ironstrange #ask