Starker Fics Rec

Starker Fics Rec

Starker Fics Rec

⌛ Time Travel, Time Loop & Parallel/Multiple Versions ⌛

⏲️ Time Travel

- The Time of Our Lives by @intothestarkerverse: Peter travels back in time and meets MIT-era Tony. It’s such a fun ride!

- My Heart Is an Open Wound by me: 2 Tony (one is from the past). Smut and angst. Probably the fic that gives me the most pride.

- Overcome by thinkatory: Peter travels back in time and meets pre-suit Tony. Expect wonderful feels!

- Changing Outcomes by tuesday: a hot OS about Peter meeting pre-suit Tony.

- Beyond by me: Peter travels back in time and meets MIT-era Tony. Lots of feels.

- Return by @winterironspiderling: time-travel with memory loss. WIP as of May 2021, updated recently. On my Pile To Read, but I’ve read from this author before and I’m confident I will adore it.

♾️ Time Loop

- Thursday by Anonymous: an interactive P/T fic, it’s lots of fun!

- Obvious by @learned-foot: this gave me a heart attack it’s so good!

- And Again and Again by @learned-foot: Groundhog Day! It’s amazing (obviously).

💕 Parallel/Multiple Versions

- i don’t wanna feel regret, just imagine by SbiderSlut: It’s a WIP since 2018, but I definitely recommend it, as it’s one of my favorite Starker fics ever. Tags say 2 Tony and 2 Peter, and so far we’ve got Peter/Parallel Tony and there’s smut and feels and it’s such a blast!

- Portal Problems by Arethereanydamnusernamesleft: 2 Tony, a personal favorite where Peter longs for Tony and gets his wish when a parallel Tony drops by.

- Set Theory by Anonymous: 2 Peter, on my Pile to Read, same case as Return. WIP as of May 2021, updated recently.

- 7:56 by Anonymous: a fun OS where Peter gets all the Tonys for his birthday!

Ooooh, can I jump in with a self recc?

Angel

This is one of my fave fics I’ve written so I’m shamelessly sharing it 😁😁😁

Return is finished now if anyone is interested! 🖤

WARNING!!!!

People, please be careful. There are also people tracking children and people and putting bids on them based on their profile pictures on whatsapp, tracking and kidnapping them. Especially young children, so please be cautious, especially parents who have their children as their profile pictures.

Please pass this on to everyone so that they are aware of the danger. I don’t how it is all around the world but I know it can’t just be here so please please spread the word. Thank you.

oh my god

I HAVE BEEN GETTING THIS TEXT REGULARLY FOR WEEKS

HOLY SHIT THANK GOD I DIDN’T

I’ve gotten a few of these. Never ever click a link from an unknown number!!!

oh yeahhhh, I saw that on snapchat. it’s been freakin’ EVERYWHERE lately. i haven’t been getting the text, luckily, but im still extremely cautious about it. shit’s scary.

not just girls, but boys and other genders have to be careful as well. this could happen to anyone. please be safe, my friends <3

FOR ALL THE YOUNGER PEOPLE THAT FOLLOW. YOU GUYS ARE SMART. YOU KNOW THIS. BUT JUST IN CASE THERE ARE SOME WHO MIGHT NOT. THAT DOESN’T MAKE YOU NOT SMART, PERHAPS JUST LESS INFORMED. 

DO NOT CLICK LINKS IN TEXTS EVER. GO TO ACTUAL WEBSITES FOR ONES YOU RECOGNIZE AND TYPE IN THE URL. OR A BOOKMARK IF YOU HAVE ONE. DON’T CLICK LINKS IN TEXTS AND SOCIAL MEDIA MESSAGES/DMS AND EMAILS. EVEN IF YOU KNOW THE PERSON. TAKE EXTREME CAUTION. 

IF YOU’RE GUTS SAYS EH WOULDN’T DO THAT BUDDY. LISTEN. 

ALSO SIGNAL BOOST THE HELL OUT OF THIS

I DON’T CARE WHAT YOUR BLOG THEME IS!! REPOST THIS TO SAVE A LIFE!!

!!!!!!!!!

catch the stars (on my firebolt) 🌟

snowstark’s end of year celebration! ↳ requested by ❤️ anon: “You’re going to kill me, aren’t you?” [ft. enemies to lovers & a disgusting amount of fluff] READ ON AO3

The window opened with a reluctant creak before cool air weaved its way into the dormitory. Peter exhaled, leaning on the windowsill to poke his head out. He wrapped his cloak around him tighter; it was cold tonight and the pyjamas he was wearing underneath it wasn’t exactly keeping him warm. A hoot and the flapping of wings sounded above him. Peter watched as two barn owls made their way out of the Owlery, most likely in search of a late night snack. The grounds were quiet today, with no students wandering around past curfew for once.

“Psst! Parker!”

Or not.

Peter hesitantly leaned out of the window further, bracing his hands on the stone windowsill. He was met with a blast of air as something—or rather, someone—zipped past him with a whoop. His jaw dropped as Tony swivelled around on his broomstick, grinning cockily at Peter, hair mussed from the wind.

Tony Stark—a Slytherin boy who was renowned for his charming smile and sharp wit, one of the best Quidditch players this year, and Peter’s rival in every possible sense—was hovering right before him, in Gryffindor Tower.

Soooooo fluffy

Adorable

Love this

"The environmental ravages we face are vast, destabilizing, and encroaching on our real lives right now. The fires, the floods, are already at our door. In all this, it would be so good to know we have a silver bullet. But until solid, publicly accessible science proves otherwise, cultured meat is still a gamble—a final trip to the casino, when our luck long ago ran out. We should ask ourselves if that’s a chance we want to take."

I am ALL for lab grown meat (and eventually food replicators ala Star Trek.)

But we need to focus on prevententative measures in the here and now first.

David Humbird, the UC Berkeley-trained chemical engineer who spent over two years researching the report, found that the cell-culture process will be plagued by extreme, intractable technical challenges at food scale. In an extensive series of interviews with The Counter, he said it was “hard to find an angle that wasn’t a ludicrous dead end.”

Humbird likened the process of researching the report to encountering an impenetrable “Wall of No”—his term for the barriers in thermodynamics, cell metabolism, bioreactor design, ingredient costs, facility construction, and other factors that will need to be overcome before cultivated protein can be produced cheaply enough to displace traditional meat.

“And it’s a fractal no,” he told me. “You see the big no, but every big no is made up of a hundred little nos.”

like, the whole point of the article is that this isn't just 'a nice idea to accomplish later after we've got our priorities sorted', it's that lab grown meat is very likely never going to be economically viable and almost certainly going to be ecologically disastrous.

there's plenty of ways to raise livestock that actually enrich the land the animals are grown on! aquaculture can play a huge part in wasteland remediation, mindful pasturing of cattle can restore topsoil and end up sequestering more carbon in grass roots than the total process expends. chickens improve garden yields by eating pests and shitting out natural fertilizer. sheep and goats turn marginal lands that can't be farmed anyway into natural fibers far superior and better than plastic derivatives. properly run hunting licensees and departments of fish and game act to preserve forests and waterways and fund conservation efforts.

vat meat is not going to save the environment. it only reinforces the delusion that humans can somehow manage to operate outside the environment.

You know what is economically viable, possible right this very minute, and the most impactful thing you as an individual can do to save our planet?

NOT EATING MEAT

i'm extremely tired of vegans and vegetarians claiming they're saving the planet with their grocery bills rather than making a personal moral decision not to directly consume livestock animals.

a vegan diet is supported by first-world imperialism, toxic industrial agricultural practices that mass produce unsustainable monocrops like soy and palm oil that displace more sustainable local foodways, and the exact same gas-powered global shipping industry that delivers meat-eaters their groceries.

capitalism has lied to you and told you that your most important vote is what you buy or don't buy, and that what you consume is how you should be defined. it's not true.

plant native plants, clean up your local waterways, get involved in gardening and mutual aid. make a difference somewhere outside stores, beyond the artificial constraints of capitalism and the fake choices people who want your money try to present to you. you can't opt out of the enormous interconnected web of living and dying that we're all engaged in. you can't walk in this world without footprints. you can't be a saint and live without pain. the cows have already gone to the slaughterhouse. the rainforest has already been burned down for soybeans. you can do more for the world than rearranging your shopping list.

I was tagged by @snowstark to do this picrew! (link: HERE)

I tag: @vaguekiwi, @authoressofdarkness, @90minsofscreentime, @longlivestarker, @pantastic-peach, @nerdylocksandthethreebears, @sunset-starker, and anyone else who wants to do this can just tag me!

Thanks for the tag! This is so cute. And so much more fun lowkey now that my hair is pink 😅

Tagging @bislytherinstarkerfangirl @buckettbarnes @vaguekiwi @sarcastich and anyone else who wants to can tag me! I swear as soon as I'm asked to tag people I forget everyone I know 🙈

Thanks for the tag, I love picrews!!!!! I don't know who to tag...

Kissing the Coronavirus Review

But why does his member warble???

WHAT?!

ohmygodohmygodohmyGOD

When tony was a young, incredibly stupid, knot driven alpha he had an illegitimate son. And he really had nothing to do with Harley until he was much older, and he got his own shit together. By that point, though, his spoiled brat bastard was worse that he was at his worst.

Harley knocked up an omega, plain and simple, and he was a complete shithead about it.

And it pulled at Tony’s heartstrings, this poor little omega left to fend for himself with an infant.

So he took peter in, told him he wanted to make sure his grand baby was okay, right his sons wrongs and take care of peter too.

And peter was so cute. So sweet.

And tony? 45 years old and a grandfather, how the hell was that? So handsome, such a good provider and a strong alpha.

Neither party expects it when things become more. But things are happy and comfortable, weird or not.

But when Harley finds out? All hell breaks loose

I rlly wish I had more food for u… I don’t. It was just some shit my brain came up with while listening to the news at work the other night.

I just think about peter who grew up in a very modest middle class home, and off at college he meets Harley who seems charming and like no one hes ever met before… turns out harleys just as much of an asshole as very alpha in highschool was, just in designer clothes.

And when his caller id lights up ‘Tony Stark’ one day Hes expecting an asshole just like his baby daddy, just older and richer. Not this charismatic, jovial sunshine voice through the phone inviting him for dinner, because he’s never met baby Morgan and he’s tired of asking his idiot son, and he’s never met sweet Peter either.

Peter meets tony and he’s actually never met someone like him before. A strong, handsome alpha in control of a large company and still so effortlessly calm and kind.

Tony finds out how stressed peter is economically and practically begs him to move into his penthouse. Too many unused rooms anyway, whats two?

And they never tell Harley. He never calls peter, let alone sends his child support, and he only talks to tony when he needs money. So Harley has no idea Peter and tony have even met until he shows up at tonys door Christmas Eve hungover and peter opens the door in one of his dads old college hoodies.

Oh shit apparently there is some gas in the tank

Peter has a neck full of hickies, is completely covered in tonys scent, looks genuinely happy, and is in slippers in his fathers penthouse.

He looks like a deer in headlights.

Harley can barely get out his “what the fuck” before his father coos down the halls “baby love whose at the door?”. Tony clears the corner to see the door, and his tone drastically changes. “Oh. Harley, hi. What are you doing here?” “I needed to ask you a favor, what the fuck are you doing here?” He asks, turning his attention to peter. Tonys hand places itself protectively on peters back. “Don’t speak to him like that. Sweetie, go, let me handle this” tony says, murmuring the last part to peter with a soft kiss to his hair. Peter nodds and makes himself scarce like the good omega he is. Because that’s the thing Peter never knew about submission. When your taken care of by a good, competent alpha, it’s easy to become jelly in this arms and let them steer you, because they always steer you safe and right.

“Dad are you kidding me-“ “we didn’t want you to find out like this, we didn’t even expect this to happen honestly.” “So what, are you taking my sloppy seconds now? Be cause I’ve fucked way hotter than him and-“ “how dare you. Get your act right or go back to wherever you came from, probably a room at the plaza if I check my card statements, wanna bet? With how many whores, hm?” “Oh so you can shack up with whores but I cant?”. Tony goes red in the face. “Get the fuck out.”

Fanfiction is becoming people’s primary form of entertainment right now because most media right now is so cheap, bland, recycled, and sponsored by people who love money more than the source material. Fanfiction is written for free by people who genuinely love what they’re writing about. That’s why it’s better. That’s why it’s more satisfying. Fanfiction is a home-cooked meal made for yourself and for your friends. Media today is junky fast food spoiled by too much grease and the knowledge that the people producing it are being criminally mistreated and underpaid. 

FANFICTION IS A HOME-COOKED MEAL

WOW. BRO.THAT’S. 

A/B/O fanfiction except that instead of people’s ~uncontrollable animal instincts~ being rape-y possessive psuedo-wolf bullshit, it’s all based on birds

a bunch of broody intense alphas building nests like bowerbirds and doing ridiculous mating dances and song competitions to win over omegas going into heat, please

I deeply, deeply enjoy the concept of bowerbird alphas, and how that turns the Turbo Perposterone on its head.

Alpha: YOU MENTIONED MISSING YOUR GRANDMA’S PORCH, I HAVE A PORCH, YES, I’VE ALWAYS HAD A PORCH AND THE SWING AND THE FIRE PIT, IT’S JUST UHHHHH NEW PAINT

Alpha: HEY BORROW MY EXTRA GLOVES, WHY YES THEY’RE HOMEMADE, ARE THEY NOT THE WARMEST AND YOUR FAVORITE COLOR, YOU CAN KEEP THEM

Omega: I get really grumpy and a homebody before my heat. I really just wanna hole up somewhere comfortable

Alpha: I HAVE MADE MY HOUSE MORE PHYSICALLY COMFORTABLE THAN YOUR HOUSE AND ALSO TASTEFULLY DECORATED, ARE YOU NOT PLEASED

Omega: Kinda insulted, kinda horny, sure

First, I love this, second, I’m now imagining omegas getting wibbly over alphas who wear REALLY obnoxiously brightly-coloured shirts and break into song Broadway-style in public. The more elaborate the hat your alpha wiill wear for you, the sexier.

Okay, this is much more tolerable.

Why are there not a million A/B/O fics with precious, pregnant Peter and doting, protective, utterly-in-love, Mafia Boss Tony (and everyone else)?

I’m talking Tony putting James Goddamn Barnes - the most feared and successful assassin in the world, known only as The Soldier to everyone not in Tony’s inner circle (Winter to Peter because your eyes remind me of the sky in winter) - on Peter’s protection detail (yes, tesoro, you need him; there are too many people who would use you and our bambino against me, and I won’t have that) and giving him free-reign to kill anyone who even glances Peter’s way, if The Soldier deems them a threat. (Daddy, you can’t tell him to kill everyone who looks at me; you always say I’m pretty - maybe they just think so, too?) (Kill them all, Soldier.)

I’m talking Natalia Romanova - Natasha to few, Black Widow to her enemies (and they are many) - tasking herself with teaching her маленький паук defensive maneuvers he can use to protect his belly, should anyone ever make it through Soldier. (I’m gonna assume you’re saying that as a worst-case scenario, not implying that I would ever fail in keeping Boss’ Omega safe, doll.) (Call me doll one more time, and I’ll give you a direct experience of that failure, in front of Stark; your blood would look lovely on these shoes.)

I’m talking Peter feeling the baby - bambino, cosa preziosa, bellissimo regalo - kick for the first time and, being so excited, he rushes to the door of the basement (never come down here, bambino, do you understand? Tell me you understand) and knocks frantically on the reinforced steel, even as he presses the intercom button Tony had installed just for him. Daddy! Daddy, come quick! Bucky is leaning against the wall behind him, a soft smile on his lips as he texts Tony that everything is fine. The heavy door opens and there’s Tony - lines of blood dripping down his face, his arms, crimson soaking through expensively tailored fabric, sounds of pain and pleas behind him as the door slides shut; he looks every bit the Alpha so many fear, but there’s concern in his eyes when they flash to Soldier, as they carefully look over his Omega’s body. Peter’s smile is beautiful and bright as he takes his Alpha’s hands - hands that have hurt, have murdered, have caused so much pain - and places them over the soft swell of his belly, just under where his soft-pink crop-top sweater comes to an end, closer to his left hip than his navel, and-

The most brutal, feared, unforgiving Boss the New York Mob has known since the days of the Prohibition lights up, his joy apparent in every part of him. Arms stained with blood wrap around Peter, gentle and reverent, words of praise and love filling the air as a man takes his last breath beneath their feet.

mj is so pretty for what??? like zendaya why are you so cruel to my little gay heart??????