Why Couldn't We Get An Ending Where All The Heroes Were Holding Their Hands And Sharing The Power Of

Fanfic: So much Irondad fluff!🥰💕✨

Tony Stark is putting together a brand new queen sized bed in the bedroom that was previously referred to as a guest room. Now it will be the home of a smol spider child who was over at stark tower so often that Tony thought it was just easiest to give the kid his own room. Ok fuck it, the kid grew on him ok? So what if the genius wanted the kid over every other day, Peter seemed to enjoy the company just as much as him so it only made sense to make his place in the family that much more permanent.

“Alright FRIDAY, the kid’s now got a new bookshelf, desk, bed, TV and some video games to go with it. Anything else Peter could use for his new room?”

“Actually boss, there is one thing that might be beneficial to mini boss.“ the AI chimes happily.

“Yeah, what’s that?”

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Peter bounds from the elevator into the luxury penthouse of his one and only mentor. Mr. Stark said that he had a surprise for him and Peter couldn’t be more excited.

“Mr. Stark!" Petter chirps as his father figure strolls into the room.

"Mr. Parker!" Tony teases in response.

"Hi Mr. Stark! You said you had something to show me?"

"That I do kid, follow me." Tony smiles, trying to contain his own excitement that arose from his child’s hyper energy. He leads his little mini me to the room next to his own and opens the door, gesturing for Peter to go through. "This is for you, the room I mean. I figured you’re here for the majority of the week anyways, so we may as well have a nice place for you to sleep. I decorated a little, but we can always change it or get you more things to make it your own."

Peter walks in timidly and turns in a slow circle to take in everything. The bedroom is large and painted a calming blue. The bed has avengers sheets and there are a few Ironman and Spiderman posters across the walls, much to Peter’s amusement. In addition, Mr. Stark had bought him new legos and games that he’d always seen at the stores but could never afford.

"Mr. Stark. . . . Just, wow." Peter breathes, "This is amazing, it’s too much though. Everything looks so expensive."

"Nonsense Peter, you forget I’m a billionaire. Plus I’m not returning anything and if you don’t take it then it will hurt my feelings so you better just enjoy it." Stark reasons gently.

"Thank you Mr. Stark. This is the best thing anyone has ever done for me."

Tony could see the kid start to get emotional so he tugs him into a hug which Peter enthusiastically returns.

"There is actually one more thing about this room that I wanted to show you, it was actually FRIDAY’s idea. Here, come over to the bed." Stark explains, and sat one the bead next to the headboard. "So whenever you feel the need you can push this button here and . . . tada!" He exclaims as a nightlight in the shape of the arc reactor lights up the middle of the headboard, glowing a soft, electric blue.

"Woah" Peter whispers in awe, his eyes widen as he steps closer and sits next to his mentor. "It’s wonderful Mr. Stark, it- . . . that sound. Is that-?"

"Yeah kiddo. FRIDAY recorded my heartbeat and uploaded it to a mini player in your night light. She said something about spider hearing and oxytocin lessening anxiety or whatever. Anyways, I hope it’s not too weird." He replies as he scratches the back of his head, eyes down at the floor to hide his blush.

"It’s perfect Mr. Stark." Peter beams up at the genius, his own cheeks tinted pink ever so slightly.

"I’m glad you like it kiddo." the older man murmurs as he pulled Peter into a tight hug once again and presses his head to his chest. "And just so you know, you can still always come to me in the middle of the night to hear the real thing if you want to. I’ll always be available for you baby. Whenever you need me, I’ve got you."

"Thank you dad. I love you." His son whispers into his shirt.

"I love you too Bambino."

Drew my oc in rusty lake style what do y'all think

Miles meets the little nerd from earth 19-9999

Peter: you spend your whole life gathering guests for your funeral

Tony: Kid. What the fuck?

Harley: we were literally talking about going to IKEA to get meatballs. Where the fuck did that come from?

Peter: am I wrong?

Tony: ...no, no you are not

✨Dear ladies and gentlemen, others, eithers and nones✨

I have a question

Which character of Rusty Lake games I should choose to cosplay?

Rose Vanderboom?

OR

Elizabeth Eilander?

I just can't decide

Maybe I can attach a selfie so it would be easier for you to think

Hey, what type of music would they have? Playlists? Favourite artists and songs?

Hey, what if Avengers (*cough* Irondad and co *cough cough*) had a family account on Spotify or whichever other app where such thing is possible? I don't know how that works, sorry (too broke for this 💀) but I guess that would lead to a few funny moments

I agree!!! my brain is broken rn and I can't think how to expand this into a fic idea (I, too, am too broke to have experience with such things lol), but I fully headcanon that this should be true & hope someone takes this thought & runs with it

What is a wonderful evening?

It's a gigantic cup of cacao (⁠ ⁠ꈍ⁠ᴗ⁠ꈍ⁠)✧

I probably could play a zombie in some movie with such dark circles under eyes

Or a student