since you asked for prompts: ironstrange within a winged!universe?

Stephen stared at the picture of Tony from before Afghanistan. He looked majestic with his dark wings flared behind him. Tony was only a few inches shorter than Stephen, but without wings he’d always felt… smaller.

Stephen traced the outline of the wings. The feathers would have been soft, well cared for. Tony would have had quality wing-care product.

Would Tony have let Stephen touch? Let him preen those golden-brown feathers with all the intimacy that required?

Tony had never touched Stephen’s wings. Stephen longed for it but didn’t know how to ask.

“Looking at my golden age?” 

Stephen startled at Tony’s voice. He flinched back from the computer screen and turned. Tony leaned against the doorframe, watching him. 

Tony’s eyes were the same color as the wings in the picture, rich brown with undertones of gold. Beautiful.

“Sorry. I…” didn’t have a good excuse.

“It’s fine,” Tony said. “I get that I’m a rarity.”

It was no excuse. Stephen had worked in a hospital, he’d had exposure to those who had, for one reason or another, lost their wings. He knew how painful a subject it could be. After his accident there had been concern that his own wings would need amputation. They’d healed, but even now Stephen’s left wing hurt with too much exertion. The cloak had kept him in the air more than once when the pain got bad.

“Do you miss them?” The question slipped out without permission.

“Sometimes.” Tony tapped the arc reactor. “I don’t let it keep me down.” It made light of the situation, but it had been a sensitive question. Tony’s gaze ran over Stephen’s tucked wings. Understanding flickered in his eyes. “You have beautiful wings, Stephen. They could use a good preen, though.”

Stephen’s heart jumped at the implied offer. 

“Please.”

[ prompt fill: family dinner, domestic ]

Peter had Maria in one arm and an organizer bag in one, the two year old was still in her pajamas, messy curls and holding an outfit she chose her own. He sat on the large couch with Maria on his lap as Maria's older twin brother, Anthony shouted in the background as he played with Dum-E.

"Okay, little miss, can papa see what you chose to wear for tonight's dinner out with dada?" Peter asks politely as he gently takes the clothes from the little Stark. Maria giggled and handed a pair of pretty pastel pink legging and white longsleeved dress and a pastel purple sleeveless overcoat, "pwi-pwincess cowows!" the two year old exclaims with a big innocent smile.

Peter lets out a soft giggle and nods, "they are indeed princess colors, little miss! Now, let's get you into these princess clothes okay? Dada's almost done with his calls so we have to be fast!" He says as he dresses Maria gently, after dressing her, he opens the organizer that held so many bows and a spray bottle, he spreads out the organizer in front of him and Maria, "okay, which bow are we going with little miss?"

Maria bounced in his lap, pointing, "yewwow!"

He chuckles softly and nods, "bunbuns or piggies?" He asks the child as he takes out the yellow matching bows, sprays Maria's hair with water and combs through it neatly, the curls being tamed down.

"Bunnies pwease, papa!"

"Got it, little miss!"

Peter fixes the little girl's hair into two buns on top of her head securing it with the two yellow bows, he smiles as he lifts Maria to stand on his thighs, "wow! Such a pretty little miss, like papa right?"

Maria giggles and nods, "pretty like papa!"

His heart flutters with a warm sensation as he places a soft kiss on Maria's forehead before putting her down on the floor, "go to your play spot first, little miss, I have to dress brobro too!"

The girl squeals and nods running over to her play spot in the living room. Peter stalks through the penthouse to see his eldest running in circles around Dum-E, the bot looked like it wanted to be dismantled already. Peter chuckles, "Anthony, love, come on, sissy's done, we need to get you changed too!" He calls out to the eldest Stark.

Anthony, the eldest of the twins, widens his eyes before running towards Peter, "bows??? Can have bows wike sissy???"

Peter smiles softly as he picks up Anthony, padding towards the eldest room to grab some clothes, a khaki pants and a maroon collared long sleeved shirt before making their way towards the livingroom, "you want bows to match your sissy, little man?" He asks softly as he began taking off the little Stark's clothes before dressing him in his outside clothes.

"Yes! Yewwow! Wike sissy's!" Anthony exclaims with a grin, Peter nods, giggling as he pressed a kiss on the boy's forehead, "yellow bow it is, little mister!"

Peter wets the boy's curls before combing through them, he secures one yellow bow on the side of Anthony's head, "there, yellow bow matching with sissy."

Anthony smiles at him, "thank you papa!"

He was about to respond when Tony comes into the living room with a pleased grin, the twins, seeing their Dada, Maria runs to the older man while Anthony wriggles off of Peter's lap to run to Tony.

Tony picks up the two Starks with ease, both giggling, "well, what do we have here? I see my twins with matching bows, that's sooo coool!" His husband gushes softly, the two kids giggle in respond. The older man then turns to him, his smile soft, contented, "can you get ready in five minutes, papa?" His husband asks playfully.

Peter chuckles, already zipping up the bow organizer, "I bet you I could, dada!" He chimes as he throws Tony a flying kiss before living the living room, his heart fluttering with love and content. Ah, this is the life.

I've been back in the tony stark tag on ao3 yall lol I am once again in my feels about him!! Have some art bro

Peter Parker is the type of person who has a playlist for every imaginable situation. And he might just be the reason why Tony is suddenly listening to more artists than his rock bands, no matter how much Tony denies it. ( Peter has found Tony in the lab blasting one of his playlists on several occasions, and it warms his heart every time).

Tony and Peter helping to build a small farming community in the ruins of the old world together. Providing food and shelter for people in need and a play to stay and set down roots for those who wish to put wandering the wasteland behind them.

It started as a day like any other for Tony Stark. Deal with the board and any pesky meeting before heading over to R&D to talk and joke around with his people, making sure to spend a bit longer with the new hire Peter in the desperate hope the other will see his interactions as the flirting it was, then spending the rest of the day back to his personal lab until he goes to sleep. That was until he woke up the next day and found the meeting gave him a distinct feeling of déjà vu, not that this meant much as Tony never really liked paying attention at these things as the board members were annoying and JARVIS provided a much more succinct overview of the points made afterwards. But it wasn't until he went to R&D and saw the same projects being worked on without any of yesterdays progress that he realised something odd was going on. Something had reset Tony's day. And it was resetting his days over and over again. It was only after several repeated days of tearing his hair out trying to solve what was happening to him that Tony finally decided to tell someone else. He called Peter to one side and told all. It took a few more goes to memorise all his possible reactions so as to finally convince the younger man but he did it. The pair didn't make much progress (none really) until on the final day Peter saw how exhausted his boss was and took him to a quiet bar to relax in what it felt to Tony was years. It was as they got slowly buzzed from the alcohol that Tony threw caution to the wind and confessed his felling to Peter. He was going to remember it after all. That was when the biggest surprise he could have gotten happened. Peter had a crush on Tony too. Soon the pair found themselves making out in the elevator to Tony's room before falling onto Tony's bed. Not that anything happened between them. The long term stress and recent relief regarding his feelings had tired Tony out more than he already was while Peter had drunk decidedly more than he should have and the couple were soon asleep in each others arms. All too soon Tony found himself once more woken by the incessant beeping of his alarm. This time however he also hear someone else next to him moaning and telling him to turn the damn alarm off.

주기적으로 봐줘야하는 엄블렐라 보다가 쀨받음.ipg

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뒷감당은 피터가 할거니까..(?)

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Married Artificer Tony and Druid Peter joining an adventuring party to go on a quest together

Trick or treat! 🎃🕯️

SCP AU.

Stephen - Archon. One of the most dangerous objects to study, which literally fell on Tony’s head.

Alchemist partners and lovers Tony and Peter accidentally creating an explosion during their experiments the effect of which rendered them functionally immortal. And with their newfound immortality the pair spend countless lifetimes together discovering the world and exploring mysteries of science they could never have imagined in their first life. As well as getting married again and again and again whenever they set down roots in whatever new place that they called home.

Tony Stark & Stephen Strange aka IronStrange

You know you've fucked up right. No no I'm serious. Sure you've managed to kidnap me a rather impressive feat in itself but one you also managed to while I was in the suit. You've still fucked up. Now if you were smart you'd have just taken the suit and left me by the side of a road to be picked up or even not kidnapped me at all. After all everyone else who I've been kidnapped by certainly since I became Iron Man hasn't come out of it that well. So that should have dissuaded you. Oh don't be like that I'm not gonna be the one to deal with you. But carrying on with how you fucked up. You then, instead of SI or Pepper my CEO, choose to ring my husband to be who you are going to demand a ransom from him personally. What your expecting to walk through that door is a distraught billionaire with a briefcase full of cash who you can take as a second hostage. Terrible plan really. Because who you've actually invited into your hideout is in fact Spider-man. Surprise. I mean not only is there the enhanced strength and reflexes you have to worry about but Peter also has full access to my tech and resources and so will be able to track my position quite easily. As well as him being able add additional fire power to his suit all to use against you. And you've made him very very mad.

Oh hey honey you're here early.

Forgot to share my pieces from the @iamironmanzine!!

Third piece was a wonderful collab with Zee! ( @pixelladium over on Twitter and Insta )

Malachite -- inspired by that endgame scene

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rough sketch because we all know that Peter has a hyperxation on Tony's biceps. ☝🏻

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Daddy Tony takes Petey to see the dinos! 🦖

"Honey, you can't call everything that moves a kitty."

*Peter points at a T-Rex*

"Kitty with witol hands and biggie head."

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I can tell you how sorry I am, that it ate me up. That even as we sat in bed with the nightlight on, reading together about coral reefs and finding Dory, I knew there was not much time left for those bright and beautiful places. I can tell you that I tried, that even though it felt hopeless, still if there was any chance left then I wasn’t going to quit. I can tell you that this is why we always took the train, why I pestered politicians, why we changed what we ate, why I got myself arrested that time. But what I really want you to know: that the hardest thing was living through a time when we could have turned this around, but that most people just carried on as if it didn’t matter. x

In 2021, Stuart Capstick, deputy director at the Centre for Climate Change & Social Transformations in Cardiff, wrote a letter of apology to his children. Benedict Cumberbatch read it at Letters Live (2024)