You know. I always liked the concept of someone being left at the alter but normally it's Peter.
How about this promty if you like:
Tony and Pepper finally have their wedding day, and she leaves Tony at the altar. But don't worry. Peter steps up in her place. He loves Tony and will sign a prenuptial agreement, Tony just has to say I do....
- @winterspiderpurrs
"Someone else"
- a starker ficlet.
Tony didn't feel any sense of sadness when Rhodey enters his hotel room to tell him that Pepper left in a sense of hurry and panic in her wedding dress claiming she couldn't marry Tony because there was someone else. Of course there was someone else, Tony wasn't blind. He saw all the signs, he was just waiting for Pepper to back out.
He just didn't expect Pepper to back out the last minute. He didn't even care about how much they spent on this wedding, he had let Pepper handle everything. The relief inside his chest began spreading all over his body. He leaned back on the sofa, he wasn't getting married.
Thank fuck.
But, he was left at the fucking altar. Now, that was something the media would go crazy about. Tony lets out a snort, Rhodey had already left minutes ago to tell everyone that the wedding has been cancelled. He could deal with all the PR shit later, he tried to scower his feelings, trying to find any feeling of hurt, of betrayal, anything. But nothing came.
Just insurmountable relief and gratefulness that Pepper had been the one to turn away from this. Because Tony wouldn't be able to, he felt like this marriage would be the one to finally pull him away from the one person he really wanted to marry.
Yes, Pepper wasn't the only one with someone else.
Tony had someone else as well.
Someone else.
He breathed in, closing his eyes, imagining those beautiful brown doe eyes looking at him, those delicious curls under his fingers, those soft pale skin against his darker one, those thin lucious lips against his, god, how he wished he could see his someone else right now.
"Boss, Peter is asking to connect to your comms." Friday chirps out from his AI glasses.
Tony breathed, his someone else.
"Connect him, baby girl." Tony answers.
"Tony? What the fuck? Why is the wedding cancelled?" Peter asked with a worried tone, "Are you okay? Where- where are you? Do you want me to come see you?"
Ah, that beautiful voice.
"Yeah, kid. Pep had someone else." Tony says softly, he leans forward, pressing his elbows against his knees.
A gasp.
"A-Are you okay? Do- Do you want me to-"
"I'm okay, kiddo. You know who I want, baby. You know who I want to marry, don't you?" Tony asked in a raspy tone, "But I can't marry him, can I?"
"I'll go see you, where are you? Are you in your room?" It was a hasty question, Tony could hear Peter's footsteps, fast, running.
"Yeah, come here."
"You can marry him. You know you can." Peter suddenly says.
Tony inhaled, swallowing.
Peter was still running.
"I can't, he's just nineteen. I'll take away his youth, his future, his-"
"His youth is yours. His future is you. He loves you, Tony. He'll marry you anytime, any day, hell, he'll marry you now." Peter says in between pants, a ding of the elevator can be heard.
He breathes in deeper, "Yeah? He'll marry me?"
"Yes, all you have to say I do, Tony. I'll marry you. I don't care if I'm nineteen, I'm yours. I'll marry you." Peter says, confident.
Tony could feel the flutter of his heart was fast and he unconciously took out his phone to dial up Rhodey's number.
"Tones, what's up?"
"I'm still getting married, Rhodey. Tell the officiant that a wedding is still going to happen." He says, he doesn't stick around to wait for Rhodey's answer, he drops the call.
"Well, it looks like you're going to come home as Peter Stark, kid." Tony says with a soft tone, he hears a melodious laugh coming from the other side of the comms.
"What a dream come true, Mr. Stark."
"As it is with me, Mr. Stark." Tony answers, grinning.
He'll end up getting married today anyway, but this time, to his someone else, to the one he really loves.
Bucky didn't know when he got attached to Peter.
He doesn't know if it's when Peter smiled at him and ask if he prefers James or Bucky or if he had another preference.
He doesn't know if it was when Peter surprised him with a homemade dessert cause he found an account online that explores "vintage" recipes and thought Bucky would know best if it was right or not.
He doesn't know if it was when Sam made a crack at him and Peter ended up tripping Sam, giving him a grin before running off.
He doesn't know if it's when he caught Peter sneaking into his apartment to visit Alpine. And bringing her gifts. It's good to know that it wasn't Alpine stealing cat toys and bringing them home.
He doesn't know if it was when Peter asked if his arm was doing okay and if he needed any maintenance.
He doesn't know if it was when Peter invited him out to conney island.
He doesn't know if it was when Peter asked him to join him when he visited his parents graves, and ended up visiting his own parents and siblings. And Peter had brought beautiful stones he collected to put them on all the graves.
He doesn't know if it was when Peter was pestered him about history. Whether it was a historical event or something as silly as was this around then? Has it change etc?
He doesn't know if it was when he noticed someone else was paying attention to Peter.
He doesn't know what he is going to do.
Tony Stark has been and always will be my number one shayla 🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤
you used to be able to play games on cartoonnetwork.com . . . now every company's website wants to give you spyware and spread corporate propaganda but I REMEMBER when you could play a BEN 10 adventure game in-browser without so much as giving away your e-mail. people's heads should be on pikes for this
Tony Stark - Prometheus
Vision of Pepper screaming and the Arc Reactor
"I dreamt we had a kid"
Bruce's bar
"That's the Endgame"
Hulk's Glorious Purpose
Inevitable
Broken shield
Home
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there's a really funny 3d printing controversy going on btw.
if you don't know, there's a very popular 3d printing model out there called "benchy". this is used for benchmarking your 3d printer because it's a difficult print and will help test it out.
this is so widely used that people make their own little versions of it, remixing the 3d model to make benchy look cooler and stuff. however, a new company owns the benchy license. they are sending copyright takedowns to all those who wrongfully uploaded the benchy model.
of course, this is pissing off the 3d printing community greatly. everyone loved benchy and have used it for years. so someone on reddit decided to make a new model that is designed as a 3d printing stress test. one that works a lot like benchy, and people are freely able to edit it as they please. you know what they called it?
i just wish the frightening ghoul would say something. for once. the silence is more disconcerting than anything it might say
The first time Peter met the Doctor, he was absolutley smitten, all shy smiles and rudy cheeks as he tried to complete the task Mr. Stark had sent him on. Something about being too busy working on his suit. Not that he was complaining. Now anyway.
Stephen regarded the teenager with a curious gaze, eyebrow cocked as he watched the boy stumble over some of his words, smirking when those doe brown eyes would catch his and Peter would flush all anew. It was absurdly adorable.
“Ah, M-mr. Stark sent me to give you this-” Peter reached into his hoodie pouch, withdrawing a a good handsized box with STARK printed right on top. Flashy as always.
“Something about needing to get ahold of you in case of emergencies. Because he said that you don’t have anything up to date and that it is much easier and faster if he just gave you one of the team phones, ya know, just in case we- he needs you. For, um, missions and such.” Peter had to bite his tongue to quite himself from his rambling, not wanting to annoy the older man, his flush only growning hotter and creeping up his ears when he just saw a smirk and bright eyes in return.
Stephen reached for the box, chucking quietly to himself at how flustered the boy had gotten. Indeed, even if he did not wish to be a full member of these Avengers, he also knew that he would be needed in the future and this, device would most definitly help aid them.
“I thank you for bringing this to me, Mr. Parker.” His deep voice timbered out, nearly purring in satisfaction at the boys’ quick inhale of breath.
“Peter. Call me Peter.” He mumbled breathless before he cleared his throat, “But ah, you’re welcome, D-Doctor.”
And that really shouldn’t sound as fucking sinful as is does when he says it, Stephen had to clench his jaw from making a sound, the cloak on his shoulders giving a faint rustle, seemingly sensing the reaction.
“Well, Peter.” The Doctor purred this time, quite proud of himself as he watched the boy inhale once more, dark pupils dialating as he regarding the taller and older man before him.
“Again, I offer my gratitude for you making your way here just to bring me this device.” Without waiting for the younger boy to even stutter a reply, Stephen reached for his hand and just had to take a second to admire just how soft yet strong those fingers felt in his palm.
“I do hope we can see more of eachother, my dear. I need more light in my Sanctum.” Grinning, he kissed the still knuckles of Peter’s hand, eyes never leaving the others.
Peter could only watch, eyes wide in honest to god surprise with a frog lodged in his throat, unable to respond as those heavenly lips pressed a kiss to his knuckles and fuck- if he would just put his mouth in other places- He forced himself to swallow, trying to clear his throat just so he could say something instead of standing like an idiot.
“Y-yes..” Peter pratically whimpered, feeling the heat from his entire face creeping down his chest and shoulders. He was going to melt to the fucking floor if he didn’t leave and he really really didn’t want to embarass himself infront of this man.
“I-I ah, Mr.Stark n-needs me back at the lab. I uhm, I can come back tomorrow-” Whoa, slow down there buckaroo. “Or next week!” Peter tried to fix, growing increasingly more embarassed and frustrated with himself. “ I wouldn’t want to bother you and y-your sanctum- I’m sure you’re incredibly busy with stuff-”
“Peter.” Stephen spoke up, his voice low and strong as it cause the boy to snap his mouth shut with quiet click of his teeth, brown eyes wide and near close to tears. But he only smiled in kind, giving another sweet kiss to his knuckles as a corner of his cloak reached out and around to pap the boy’s cheek and wrap around his back in a loose embrase as he himself took a step closer, drawing Peter’s attention up due to their difference in height.
“I would be honoured if you joined me for lunch tomorrow. I know of a beautiful little cafe not too far from here.” And he honest to God, as a grown ass man, never felt more nervous in his life just by asking this gorgous young man out to lunch, it was hardly a date. But then Peter gave him the brightest smile and as a Doctor, he swore he felt his heart falter at the sight.
“Yes, please.”
God help him.
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