If You Would’ve Known That That Stupid River Was The Fountain Of Youth, You Never Would’ve Drank

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Irondad & Spiderson Rec List Pt. 5

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Part 2 here

Part 3 here

Part 4 here

Rec Masterlist here

*NO STARKER*

The Disappearance of Peter Parker by Milstrim - Peter regretted it, not paying more attention to his Spidey Sense, because now he was sitting in a freezing cell, not knowing if his aunt was alive or dead, if anyone was coming for him, and every inch of him hurting.

don’t help them to bury the light by silentsaebyeok - After a few minutes, voice small and shaking, Peter broke the silence. “May, I think I’m going crazy.”

I wouldn't drink that if I were you, kid by Lequia - In which Peter Parker feels abandoned, Tony Stark manages to screw things up even more, and DUM-E may or may not have found another fire extinguisher.

i. you are my sunshine by peterstank - the one where tony finds out he’s going to have a kid and he thinks maybe, just maybe, he could try giving the whole ‘dad’ thing a go.

That soft, gentle buzzing by kuragay - Soulmates aren't predetermined. Instead, they're created when you get close enough to someone, in the form of an empathy bond. Peter has bonds with Ned, with May, and with Tony. Three people who take up his soul, and he would die for each and every one of them. He used to have a bond with Ben.

hold tight, sweetheart (you'll find a rainbow) by neon_air - Peter has never liked violence. Especially when it lives inside him.

the hearth by sagemb - What to Do When Your Wife Is Out of the Country: A Guide by Tony Stark. 1) Gain partial custody of a child 2) Sleep on the couch 3) Have the child gain partial custody of you

the stars the moon they have all been blown out (you left me in the dark) by madasthesea - It starts off with his vision fading in and out. What kind of demon drug can make someone go blind by inhaling a single lungful? Whatever it is, Tony doubts it’s reversible. And while Peter’s no idiot, he can be idiotically optimistic. He's determined to fix what appears to be unfixable.

will you be there to catch me when i fall? (don't let me be alone) by rad_sad - The blood on his forehead is cold now, sticky and in his hair, his eyebrows and drooling down the side of his face. Aunt May isn't picking up and Peter is falling apart. So, he calls the only person he has left. He calls Mr. Stark

acolyte by macabre - Peter looks down at his hands. The two regenerated fingers aren’t the same color as the others - they stick out, even at just a glance. “I wasn’t always like this.” “No, you weren’t, but you work all the same.” Tony folds the kid into his arms, slowly, so he can break away if he needs.

porcelain by macabre - She constantly calls Tony a child of excess and Peter a child of absence. It makes Tony cringe every time. “He’s not used to having all of these things, and the things that he was offered in previous foster situations came at a price. You know this. Just be careful.”

New Dream by writerllofllworlds - “You ever tried to escape?”

for us, child, the stars refuse to shine by MotherKarizma - When the Avengers stumble upon Peter Parker, he is not a fifteen-year-old, bubbly, nerdy high school student. He is eighteen, homeless, and a drug addict. Peter refuses to let them discover the squalor he lives in when the mask is off, refuses to ruin their perfect little makeshift family with all his dirt, refuses to get too close. Unfortunately, he doesn't really have a choice.

The Strongest Wills by forensicleaf - The battle is raging all around him. People are screaming. Dying. Peter can stop it. He can stop it right now

The Stories On My Skin by orphan_account - “Yeah well I didn’t realise that you fucking cared so much!” The word’s erupted from Peter’s throat before he could catch them, the teens repressed temper finally snapping in half. Tony’s entire body froze, pure shock knocking the already heaving breathes of sharp air from his lungs. Peter had never spoken to him like that. Hell, he imagined the boy never spoke to anyone like that.

Shattered on the Ground by ironxprince - Due to excessive drinking, Tony begins losing his memory. He slowly forgets about Peter.

if you rb pls tag where your from and which ones you did! i live in texas and we did fire, tornado, shooter, and nuclear (there is a nuclear power plant near where i grew up and the plan was to hide under our desks and clench)

It’s very beatiful and sadness

Stay Alive

“Where’s the kid?!” Tony doesn’t bother keeping his voice low as he barges into the room of the medbay. Nurses murmur and try to speak to him, but all he could see was Peter. Peter lying flat on the bed, hands gripping his chest where the white bandages wrap tightly. What hurts more is that he’s not even Spider-Man. He’s just Peter Parker.

Tony doesn’t snap back until Stephen Strange steps in front of him.

“Tony, you need to calm down. You can see him but–”

“Is he going to make it?” Tony interrupts, trying to move forward but is caught by the arm.

“Tony.” Strange says in a low voice. He looks Tony dead in the eye, and he can see the apology in them. “Tony, I did everything I could, but he was already infected when he got here. His healing factor is trying to kick in, but if it doesn’t heal soon…”

Tony sucks in a shallow breath, fighting his brain, because there was no way he was watching his kid die today. No way he was watching this stupidly brave kid bleed out from a gunshot wound because he was too much of a hero. Nope. Not today.

He finally shakes Stephen off, and the multiple nurses scurry away like a flock of birds. He makes it to the hospital bed, and watches as Peter takes shallow breaths.

“Peter?” Tony coos as he takes a knee at his side. Peter stirs, groaning softly as he turns to face him.

“Tony.” Peter responds tearfully. “Tony, I didn’t–I didn’t mean–”

“Shh, Petey. I know.” Tony brushes his curls away from his face. “Save your strength, little man.”

“He–He was gonna kill that k-kid.” Peter explains, cough hashly and sucking in chipped breaths. “He was so s-scared.” Tony doesn’t know who shot his kid, but they sure as hell aren’t getting away with it.

“You did good, kid. You did so good.” Tony cups his face gently. “Just stay alive.”

Tony moved to cradle the kid’s head as he listened to the faint beeping of the heart monitor. Peter gripped Tony’s arm with cold hands, gasping tearful apologies and whimpers of pain.

“Peter!” May’s voice echoes off the walls of the room. She’s crying openly as she rushes next to Tony, holding Peter’s other hand tightly. “Peter, baby, what happened?”

Peter moves his hand to cup her face, as if it was the last thing he was ever going to see.

“May–May, I’m-I’m sorry.” He bites out, wincing.

“Oh, baby, it’s okay.” She says back, and Tony puts an arm around her. Peter pulls them both closer.

“It–It hurts. I need–need it to stop.” Peter cries. May moves up and kisses his forehead.

“Everything will be okay, baby. Just stay with us.” Her voice is clogged with tears. Tony’s start to fall.

“I love you.” Peter whispers. His voice is unusually stoical. He looks at May, then Tony. It’s meant for him too.

Time goes into slow-motion.

It feels like he’s watching from far away, but he’s right there.

His hands go limp; his left one falls from May’s face, his right goes slack in Tony’s.

His head rolls back despite Tony keeping it up-right. The beeping fades into a flat-line but it’s all white noise.

Someone is screaming. It’s May.

Someone is shouting “no.” It’s himself.

May grips her…son with such vigor, like he’s a lifeline. Goddammit, he’s all that woman had left.

People are pulling them away, and he fights so hard to keep Peter in his arms, but it’s no use. Whoever it was (Strange?) knows what they’re doing. Pepper has her arms wrapped around May, who hasn’t stopped screaming. Tony finds himself with Rhodey (when the hell did he get here?), on the floor. He can feel it in his chest that he’s shouting but he can’t hear it.

It’s all fuzz.

His boy is gone.

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Probably what happened in the After Ending lololol

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Bonus after that :

Nobody tells you that 90% of being a fic writer is telling yourself sternly that you CANNOT start a new wip until you finish one of the old ones, and then failing to write anything at all as your brain sulks like a toddler.

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