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Marvel’s Irondad

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Steve, Tony and their heir

Part 2: Next Step Word count: 8352

Part two of my series that I’m publishing on tumblr for the first time! Enjoy :)

When christmas comes to town. Peter kept his eyes shut firmly even though he was awake. He could hear his dads across the hallway, both bedroom doors were open. ”But Steve it’s nine already, we needed to get started on breakfast for everyone like an hour ago, we haven’t done anything yet and we’re supposed to open a few presents with him first! We overslept on christmas day and now our son has to pay for that, he’s not even awake yet,” Tony complained. He used his annoyed-but-trying-to-be-quiet-voice. Everyone knew Peter would hear anyway but it was a nice sentiment. 

”Right. You’re absolutely right. We need a strategy. Okay, you go wake him up. I’m ready now, So while he gets ready I’m gonna make hot chocolate for present opening, and prep the eggs so all we’ll have to do is scramble them. We’ll do the bacon in the oven. Everything is basically ready, we just need to lay it out on serving plates. I’ll do what I can to start that before you two get in there, but first we need to set the table. We have a plan for everything babe, we just need to execute said plan quicker than usual. No biggie. What’s a hosting family christmas brunch without some added stress, right?” Steve strategized. It wasn’t long after that Peter heard papa’s footsteps disappearing down the hall, and right after his doors opened with a creak. 

”Merry christmas dad,” Peter mumbled into his blanket. ”tired,”

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Steve, Tony and their heir

Part 1: We’ll do our very best

It’s been about a year since I started writing this series and almost six months since I last posted, but I’m getting back into it and realized I never published them on tumblr! So I’ll be reposting these 12 pieces starting today, while I work on part 13. Enjoy :)

Not sick. Peter was pouting. There was no way around it at this point, but he had no regrets. This was horrible and unfair, and pout-worthy. He was being dragged around the mall by has dad, who was desperately trying to find the perfect christmas present for his husband. Peter didn’t understand why he had to join in on this, he’d wrapped his papa’s present a week earlier. It was lying in the back of his closet together with presents for the rest of his friends and family. 

”Do you think Steve will want a nice coctail making set, Peter? Yeah, he doesn’t have that. We could get that for him. That’s good, right?” Tony said, wawing a box too close to his face to even see what it was. ”Dad. Get your shit together. First of all, there’s a shaker set in the bar cabinet in the dining room. Second, neither of you guys drink alcohol, like, ever. He doesn’t want orneed that.” Ugh, All Peter wanted to do was go to the car and take a nap, and what he should do was go out ane meet up with some friends.

He hadn’t been out of the penthouse in a week, and it was all his fathers fault. Peter had gotten five school days of detention last friday, and he’d been looking forward to this afternoon for a week straight. Because, apparently, detention wasn’t enough for being a bitlate a fewdays the past month. The two devils he had for fathers had taken his freedom away again for the entire time he still had detention. It wasn’t his fault anyways, it just turned out that way. He bumped into people on his way though the tower to happy’s car, he got pushed around in the hallways in school, there were always so much to look at and listen to that just captured his attention like that lady who-

”What about this, Squirt? Think he’ll like a new running outfit?” his father interrupted his grudgeful thoughts. ”I don’t know and I don’t care, dad. Can I pleeeease go home now? I’ve finished up all my presents, I should be socialising with people my own age, not helping you with problems that you’ve caused to yourself!” Peter practically whined, resting his head against the back of  his dads shoulder. Detention was exhausting, and Peter hadn’t gotten the best week of sleep. He thought he was coming down with a cold, but didn’t want to say anything before he had to. His fathers always made such a fuss of him when sick, and it wasn’t like he disliked being babied for a few days once in a while, no he loved that. But he wouldn’t get to go to the movies if they knew about his slight headache and tingly throat, so he kept that on the down low. 

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“wait so are u gen z or a millennial” dude idk i was born in 1997, everyone has an opinion about what generation i should be in except me. i don’t really remember the 90s cause i was too busy being born and shitting myself, but i remember dialup internet and shit. idk dude i’m so tired, like, i’m only legally old enough to drink as of a few months ago but im somehow already thousands of dollars in debt

the struggles of the zillennials 

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TONY HAS A PHOTO FRAME OF HIMSELF AND PETER!!! PETER CANONICALLY GOT AN INTERNSHIP AT STARK INDUSTRIES BETWEEN SMHC AND IW!!!! PETER AND TONY DOING THE BUNNY EARS TO EACH OTHER!!! OH GOD IRON DAD AND SPIDER SON IS SO FUCKING CANON OH MY GOD TONY PLEASE SURVIVE ENDGAME PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE

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self care for when you hit rock bottom

i fucking hate self care posts made by neurotypicals so here’s one from someone who Actually Gets It

-can’t shower or take a bath? me either. dry shampoo can make your hair look and feel cleaner, and baby wipes or makeup wipes work great to get the top layer of grime off your skin.

-can’t wash your sheets and make your bed? i feel you. push your blankets out of the way and shake the crumbs off your sheet. it will at least be a bit more comfortable.

-can’t even change out of your dirty pajamas? been there. hit yourself with some febreeze and a lint roller. if you can, brush your hair. if you can’t, hair ties and bobby pins are fantastic.

-can’t make anything to eat? same. if you can, there’s no shame in ordering food. in fact, it’s probably better you eat something rather than go hungry. if you can’t, try and find something that comes pre-made or takes minimal effort to make. at the very least, drink some water.

can’t respond to messages or reach out for help? yeah, i get that. set an alarm for a few hours from now and respond to any messages you need to once you’ve given yourself time to prepare. if they’re Important Messages that need Professional Responses, you can find fill-in-the-blank format rough drafts on google. as far as personal messages go, don’t feel bad for sending a mass “I’m sorry, I’m in a personal emergency right now. I’ll get back to you as soon as I can.” response to everyone.

-can’t even sleep because it’s so bad? asmr videos always knock me out, personally, but i also watch a lot of bob ross. just try to find something quiet and soothing to use as background noise and take your mind off it, or at least give you a more peaceful environment to think about it.

-can’t go for a walk/drive? try opening the blinds or curtains. you’re still exposing yourself to the outside world. baby steps. (i also play animal crossing or sims; it may be virtual but fuck it. i went on a walk.)

-can’t go into work/school? let people know. let your coworkers or classmates know it’s an emergency and you can’t make it. give yourself up to two days, but then you have to go back. ask to have your work emailed to you so you know what you missed.

-can’t brush your teeth and wash your face? makeup or baby wipes and gum or mouthwash. don’t let yourself physically rot bc you’re rotting emotionally.

-remember that you’ve been here before. if you survived then you can survive now. that’s what this is about- survival. you don’t have to be living your Best Life. right now, it’s more than enough that you’re alive.

This is the only self car masterpost I’ve ever seen that is feasible for severe depressive episodes

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tooiconic

Wwwwwoooowww needed this

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Anonymous asked:

penny prompt: im v into biochem!nerd peter/penny. like they rly like engineering but their passion is biochem, so tony introduces penny to one of the researchers working in SI's biochem branch and offers to have penny help him with hsi research while he's on a business trip/otherwise occupied, but the researcher is Mega Creepy and starts aggressively coming on to penny, who doesn't know what to do bc he and mr stark are *friends* and what if shes overreacting etc. then irondad to the rescue

Okay.  Guys…this was hard to write.  And it’s really long.  PLEASE read the prompt and also know that this fic mentions sexual harassment and assault (but not rape) of a minor.  

Penny drummed her fingers on her leg, stomach fluttering with butterflies as Happy drove her up the driveway to the building in upper Manhattan. The man glanced up at her in the rearview mirror, eyebrow raised. She shot him a quick smile, physically forcing her fingers to stop, then clenched her hands in her lap, leg bouncing. This would be her first time working somewhere other than Mr. Stark’s lab…her first time working in a lab with someone other than Mr. Stark.

The man had found her reading an article on the latest advancements in different areas of biochemistry the week before, peering over her shoulder for almost a full minute before she’d noticed him, jumping and practically dropping the paper. “Oh…hey, Mr. Stark! I thought you were still…working.” She had been sitting at his kitchen counter, putting the paper down, and then he’d snatched it, giving it a once over and nodding, lips twitching into a smile.

“Gene therapy…good stuff. I know Doctor Watkins…he works out of California, but we worked together for a little while. He really knows his stuff.” He’d put the paper back down and had given her a critical look, taking a seat at one of the barstools. “What kind of science classes are you in right now?”

“Just Chemistry. Next year I can take biology but I don’t think we’ll be studying much biochemistry.” She’d shrugged. “I think that’s what I want to study in college but I’m not sure. We don’t really get to do much independent study yet.” He’d nodded slowly, eyes on the counter.

“You know, I’m going on a business trip to Tokyo next week, and I’ll be there for at least a week. But a colleague of mine has an independent research lab. They do a lot of work for pharmaceutical companies, but they do have some pretty interesting biochem research. How about I see if I can snag you a short-term internship while I’m out of town?” And even though she’d been nervous to work with someone who wasn’t Mr. Stark, she was excited to do some actual work in a field that fascinated her but that she’d barely gotten to do any research in.

“Thanks for driving me, Happy. But I can take the bus from school. It’s not that far from my school.”

“Boss’s orders, kid.” Happy told her, voice flat.

“Well…thank you.” She gave him her best smile, but the man only hummed.

“I’ll be here at six to take you home.”

“Okay. Thanks, Happy!” He didn’t respond and she climbed out of the car, wondering if she would ever get Happy to like her. Mr. Stark insisted that the man didn’t mind driving her and that he liked her just fine, but Penny didn’t believe him. She’d mostly stopped calling him to give reports, and he hadn’t complained, so she didn’t think he wanted to hear from her about her patrols. Or about anything.

It was a Monday afternoon, and she’d be going to this new internship every day after school until Saturday, when Mr. Stark was scheduled to arrive. And…she was nervous. Really nervous. This was a friend of Mr. Stark’s! What if she messed up? What if she broke something or offended him and then Mr. Stark lost a friend because of her? And then Mr. Stark didn’t want her around anymore? She made her way up the stairs, heart pounding, and, taking a deep breath, she pulled the door open, stepping inside the glass front building. It was beautiful inside…a huge glass lobby full of modern furniture. But, of course, it was nothing compared to Mr. Stark’s building.

She’d dressed up a little in a skirt and button-down shirt, wanting to make a good impression. Ideally, she’d get to work Stark Industries when she was old enough to get a job, but it couldn’t hurt to impress more people in the field she loved. Stark Industries apparently didn’t have much of a biochem department, but maybe she could change that.

The receptionist glanced up at her as she approached her desk, trying not to wring her hands. The woman was probably her aunt’s age, and she smiled at Penny as she came to a stop in front of her desk. “Hello. How can I help you?”

“Hi. My name is Penny Parker and I’m one of Mr. Stark’s interns. I’m supposed to meet Dr. Saunders…”

“Right…” The woman smiled a bit, but there was a strange look in her eyes. “You’re Miss Parker?” Penny nodded, stomach clenching. Why was the woman looking at her like that? Was Dr. Saunders mean? Surely Mr. Stark wouldn’t have sent her to work for someone mean. “I’ll call him and let him know you’re here.”

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lerums

Oh my godddd this was so good! Love love love Penny Parker

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