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Hit me with Toni+can we pretend this never happened
🐝 * ― 𝑨𝑵𝑮𝑺𝑻𝒀 𝑸𝑼𝑬𝑺𝑻𝑰𝑶𝑵 𝑷𝑹𝑶𝑴𝑷𝑻𝑺.
"can we pretend this never happened?"
Landing on the moon, Toni expected to feel awe. And perhaps, if things had been different before the trip, she would have been. But as it was, all she could feel was guilt and anguish.
Reaching out, choosing to ignore how her hand was shaking, Antonia grabbed Soladiti's wrist, halting them in their tracks.
"Sol, I... I'm so sorry." She said, also ignoring how her voice cracked. She couldn't look up at Sol. She didn't deserve to meet their eye. But that meant she didn't see them move, and nearly jumped from their skin as Sol wrapped her in a hug. Their wings settled around Antonia's waist, and Toni let herself collapse against her boyfriend.
"You have nothing to be sorry for, my love," their voice was as calm as ever, and it only made Toni want to cry more. How could they forgive her so easily? After the way she'd acted!? After she'd nearly gotten them killed with that shock caused by her stupidity!?
Distantly, Toni could hear Sol humming. She wondered if their Father had taught them that song. That caused another horrific pang of negative feelings. She tightened her grip on Sol, and felt their head rest atop hers.
Antonia yae Galvus wasn't supposed to cry. It was one of the first lessons that her grandfather had taught her when she was a child. But here, on the moon, alone with only Soladiti to see? Antonia cried. She gripped at her girlfriend and she wept.
She wept for the harsh words she'd said to Soladiti. She wept for the dead girls that she could have saved. She wept for the memory of Soladiti on the floor, spitting up blood after being shocked. She wept for her people. She wept for her Brother. And mostly? Antonia wept for her Father, who had never loved her, but hadn't deserved what her brother had done to him.
Antonia didn't know how long she cried. But as she pulled away, Sol produced a handkerchief from somewhere and Toni accepted it gratefully, wiping at her face.
"So... Can we pretend this never happened?" Toni asked, passing the handkerchief back. Soladiti smiled, and Toni felt a final tear bubble forth.
"Pretend what never happened?" They said, bending to kiss Toni's forehead. "I love you, Toni."
"Yeah, yeah. You too, Sol."
#wol; the lost princess (antonia yae galvus)#wol; the thavnarian princess the son of the satrap (soladiti)#the Garlemald section was very hard on Toni#wasn't easy on Sol either given the extra shock stuff they put on them#and they got body snatchers#snatched*#but that's Toni's HOME#those are HER people!#so she has a bit of a time with it
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Thinking about restless spirit Tony Stark who just can't move on to the after life.
The first thing he does once he realizes he's an apparition is check on Pepper and Morgan. True to their word, they're okay. He watches them for a bit but feels this deep unrest pulling him away from the quaint home he yearns for.
There's a deep wrongness within him, some unfinished business that draws him back to New York.
He fears for a moment that it's Peter- but no, it can't be him. He'll be in Massachusetts right now, attending MIT as a freshman. There isn't a doubt in Tony's mind that his little genius is already making his mark.
Still, he follows the pull of his spirit to some dingy Queens' apartment he's never been to before.
It's deep in the night yet the apartment is empty. He looks around a bit, his body phasing through anything he attempts to touch.
It's small and dirty. There's old coffee cups on the desk, alongside a couple GED manuals. Great, the universe thinks he has unfinished business with some broke high school dropout.
He's pondering how he must have screwed up this kid's life; was it the Avengers, Stark Industries? Maybe his old playboy lifestyle is finally coming to bite him in the ass.
His contemplation is cut short by the sound of the window cracking open.
It strikes Tony for a moment that maybe he's stuck on Earth to be a guardian angel, Iron Man living on as some invisible protector against whatever creep is sneaking into people's windows. It doesn't make much sense considering the whole non-corporeal thing, but he still stiffens like he's ready for a fight.
He sees a man- no, a thing? A creature maybe, or an alien. Even in death Tony can't escape being one of Earth's mightiest heroes.
The creature is shrouded in darkness, something slick and bald crawling inside the room with terrifying grace and silence. It shuts the window with a soft kssssh as the seal is formed.
And then it pulls off its mask.
There, with the click of a table lamp, glows the face of Peter Parker.
He's definitely older now; sturdier shoulders, a rugged set of his jaw, hair tamed to something semi-professional. Still present, though, are those gentle brown eyes.
Nothing makes sense right now. Why is his kid here, in this apartment? Surely May wouldn't allow this. How many tenant laws does this place break? Where are his little sidekick friends? And on what planet would Peter Parker ever need a GED?
Tony's getting angry now, watching Peter move around the tiny space. He changes out of his costume and into pajamas. That spider suit isn't Tony's suit, it looks like cheap craft store fabric.
The kid opens a small freezer and pulls out the singular bag of peas that reside in there, pressing it against his ribs while he goes to pop some bread into a toaster.
Tony takes note of every glimpse he gains into Peter's life. Empty cabinets when he reaches for a jar of peanut butter. A fridge housing nothing but condiments and energy drinks when he goes to grab jam. A drawer with two spoons, no forks, and a paring knife which he pulls out and sticks into the strawberry jam jar just as the toast pops.
This is all so wrong.
Tony's outrage is coming to a rolling boil. Peter deserves the world- he was gonna give him the world. He couldn't wait to send Peter to MIT and show him off as his protégé. Tony was gonna fund his projects, tease him about pretty girls, maybe even see him step back from Spider-Man and act like a normal college kid. He wanted to see him flourish and grow up. It was all he could think about when Peter turned to dust between his fingers; he should be goofing off with his friends at a mathletes meeting, or building Legos, not fighting an intergalactic war.
Tony couldn't even conceive how much went wrong to end up here.
Alone. Broke. No school. He didn't even have his Stark suit to protect him. Everything that made him him has been stripped, leaving him in this shallow box with scuffed paint and hollow cabinets.
Tony can feel the violent rage burn deep in his spirit as he thinks about it.
This is why he's here. He can't let his boy live like this, wasting his potential to be some villain's punching bag. Where is everyone? Does no one care enough to stop this? The fury that builds in Tony is dangerous, wondering why a dead man is the only one who cares about the teen's life right now.
Without thinking Tony's hand reaches for the GED textbook, a mocking piece of work that laughs in his face, and throws it at the stupid little kitchenette that's mere feet from the bed.
It sails across the room with surprising speed before it's met with a thunk against Peter's palm, hand reaching out to catch it from the air before it collided with the toaster.
Oh.
Peter sets the book down and immediately picks up his web shooters, eyes darting furiously to every corner of the tiny apartment.
"Who's there?"
Tony steps a little closer but Peter's eyes just look right past him.
"C'mon Pete, c'mon. I'm here, I'm right here."
Tony looks for something else to grab. He swats at a hopefully empty coffee cup on the wooden desk, but his hand just passes right through it.
"Shit," the hope Tony felt waivers slightly and he tries again.
Nothing.
Peter is searching his apartment now, making sure the window is secure and feeling around every crevice, bookshelves, under the bed, in the top corners of the room. Searching for something nefarious, tech maybe.
Tony hits the cup, again and again, frustration building up and up and up till-
The cup flies across the room, Tony and Peter's eyes track its movements as it bounces against the ground and rolls to a stop.
"Shit," Peter breathes out.
Tony walks up to Peter now, standing before him.
"Figure it out. Think kid, you've met aliens, gods, magicians, surely ghosts aren't too far fetched."
Peter closes his eyes. His posture straightens, Tony watches him take a deep breath in as the hairs on his bare arms stand on end.
Peter's eyes blink open, and they're looking directly at Tony.
Tony smirks, "that's it."
Peter turns around and picks the cup off the ground, running to his desk with it and ripping a piece of lined paper out of a notebook and scribbling furiously on it.
Tony walks over as Peter places the cup in the center of the paper.
On the left is the word YES in bold print, NO on the right.
"Okay, okay okay. So, move the cup if, if you wanna talk. Um, is there someone in the room right now?"
Tony reaches for the cup, an intense glare as his fingertips graze it gently. It shifts minutely towards the YES.
"Shit! Shit. Sorry, whew. Okay. Are you friendly?"
Tony moves it to YES again.
"Are you a, um. Person? Like not an alien?"
YES.
"Are you wearing tech, invisibility suit or your molecules are uncalibrated or maybe it's a portal thing like, multiverse shit is happening again, a mirror universe! Oh, maybe a..."
Tony let's a frustrated sign. The kid is too practical, logical. He needs to think like a non-genius.
"... could be. Or, or maybe you're just a ghost-"
Tony perks up and immediately swats the cup, causing it to fly off the desk towards the YES.
"Oh. Oh that's... kinda normal. Or maybe really weird? I mean... I certainly have some ghosts in my past."
Peter picks the cup up and puts it back on the desk.
"Do I know you?"
YES.
"You said you were friendly, and I'm not getting any danger tingles from you. I'm gonna start with people I know are dead, cuz I just really hope you're not a... new ghost. Um. M-May?"
The boy's voice cracks on the word and Tony freezes. May is dead? Tony starts to fear that things are a lot more wrong than he previously thought.
Peter's breath catches and Tony realizes he's waiting, dying for an answer, and quickly pokes the cup towards NO.
Peter's shoulders sag.
"Uncle Ben?"
NO.
"T- Mr. Stark?"
Tony grins, "now we're getting somewhere!"
YES.
Tony is going to have his work cut out for him, but being here with Peter just feels right.
Peter breaks out into a matching smile.
"Wow, okay. I think I'm gonna need more paper," he says as the boy gets to work making a more complex system than YES and NO.
Tony watches on proudly, reminiscing about all the great Peter was and all the great he still is, despite his situation. Whatever this is, they'll figure it out.
Together.
#peter parker#tony stark#irondad and spiderson#spider man#iron man#marvel mcu#post no way home#peter parker angst
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Tony: what the hell were you thinking!?
Peter: Obviously I was thinking I would get away with it and wouldn't have to explain myself!
#Peter tried to take down an entire Hydra base on his own#he did do it but he got extremely injured#he couldn't make it home or to the compound#so he slept in a dumpster#it was very comfortable#peter parker#ironman#spiderman#tony stark#irondad#marvel#marvel cinematic universe#incorrect mcu quotes#incorrect mcu#marvel incorrect quotes#incorrect quotes#mcu#incorrect peter parker
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Irondad fic ideas #130
You know that trope where SI employees call Peter "Stark Jr."?
Fic where Tony learns about this and loves it. One night, at one of their weekly Ironfam dinners, he gleefully brags about it in front of May
In retaliation, May says to Tony, "Okay, Parker Sr."
No angst miscommunications, just hilarity. Everyone knows this is about the honor of being included in each other's families
#irondad fic ideas#irondad and spiderson#ironfam#now when tony is acting extra fatherly rhodey happy and pepper all call him mr. parker#when peter is being confident or dramatic they all call him mr. stark#peter as he gets home: if i have to study for one more minute i will DIE. i will HURL MYSELF INTO THE SUN.#may: what happened?#happy: mr. stark is not enjoying his mandatory sat prep time#when tony leaves a meeting in a rush because midtown called:#pepper accidentally on instinct: sorry mr. parker had urgent business to attend to#tony stark#peter parker#may parker#if this leads to conspiracy theories of truly epic proportions what of it?#iron dad and spider son#irondad#iron dad#spiderson#spider son#stark industries#queueueueue#weekly reminder that i love you all but am too busy to be human :)#fic ideas still postponed but you can send asks if you want i just won't see them for a while#see announcements
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This is what happened when Natasha and MJ met
Nat: ‘They’ll never find the body’ is such a boring threat, a better threat would be ‘they’ll never stop finding the body’
MJ, bored: Or just say ‘they’ll be finding parts of you for at least 4 months, and you’ll still be alive for 3 of them’
Nat: Now that’s a threat!
Tony, covering Peter’s ears: *horrified silence*
#avengers#marvel#marvel cinematic universe#marvel mcu#mcu#michelle jones#mj#peter parker#spiderman#spiderman far from home#marvel comics#natasha romanoff#natasha romanov#black widow#tony stark#iron man#into the spider verse#across the spiderverse#spiderman homecoming
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I could only got up to the sketching stage for this but they're so cute AHBFSUBFUYFIAFIUWFHSFU
sketch ? no color ?? no problem! 🎨🖌️✨
#for me#twisted wonderland#twst#sebek zigvolt#twst yuu#twst mc#fanart#fshdshdh DISSEMBLED FIRST YEAR#DO I TAG THEM FHSDHSDHSDHS#I WAS READY TO YELL HEAD FIRST BUT THEN I GOTTA PROPERLY TAG FIRST SO THEY CAN BE TRACKED#SCCCCCREMAAAAAAAASSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! TODAY JUST CAN'T GET ANY BETTER#I WENT OUT WITH A FRIEND TO MEET A NEW FRIEND#CAME HOME TO SEBEK#AND HERE I AM NOT LOOKING AT THIS#AaaaAaa????? AAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! INDEED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!#I a m u r i c on right now#I SHa ll sle ep in that posi t ion literally toni ght#THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THIS??????????#SEBEK LOOKS PERFEECTT TO THE VERY NERVE ON HIS FOREHEAD FHSDHSHDSDH#ffshdshd CLOSES the first years' eyes#and GIVE them opened mouth each a cookie and CLOSE them#i was thinking of just publishing the ask as it is and yell at the tag#but then it requires me to write or put something to post#so somehow i decided to attempt on coloring ur sketch i hope u don't mind#TJANKS AGAIN!!!!! FOR THE DRAWING!! AND THE THOUGHT THAT THEY ARE CUTE!!!!#GETTING FANARTS iS HAPPINESS LVL 10. AFTER GETTING UR ART REBLOGGED WITH TAGS LVL 9!#YIPPIEE!!!!! ♡♡♡♡
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one thing you learn living in new york: you literally never know what's going to happen the next day. it's become a general rule of thumb to expect the unexpected, so to speak.
despite this, when the avengers get reports of iron man flying in circles over queens, growing more frantic by the second, they're confused. mainly because they're currently sat at a table with tony stark himself. and, according to his ai, the suit that's out causing mayhem is still securely stored downstairs.
they all head out to see what the hell is going on. they meet with strange on the way, who mutters something about inter-dimensional disturbances and whatnot.
spider-man gets to the scene just before them. the second iron man visibly freezes when he spots him in his red and blue glory. "mr. stark?" they hear him ask. they see as he turns and spots them, and then does a double take. "what's going on?"
"underoos!" real tony calls, nervous, at the same time as the other one spots them, and then lurches forward to all but manhandle peter behind him.
the avengers all tense, readying for a fight. fake tony raises a repulsor. "i just want the kid. i don't want to fight."
"you don't belong here." strange says, infuriatingly calm. "i don't know how you got here, but you need to go home." fake tony nods. strange adds, "you can't take him with you." which earns him a rather mean blast. luckily, he ducks out of the way.
the poor kid is whipping his head back and forth, clearly confused. tony's stomach twists unhappily. "you don't understand," fake tony hisses, "all the work it took to get here. i'm not going home without him."
"you have to." strange takes a step forward, "you can't transport him between universes. it's not viable." the lenses on peter's suit widen, and he looks at the fake tony.
"he's from another universe?" steve asks, disbelieving. strange nods, and opens his mouth to say something more, but is cut off by the other-universe tony. he removes his faceplate, revealing a tony stark that is far more haggard than anyone had ever seen before. he's thinner, his eyes are darker, pleading. he looks like a man who's lost everything.
tony looks to peter, who's still staring, wide-eyed. he can see the gears in his head moving but can't decipher why.
"you dimension hopped to kidnap the kid?" tony asks, a little unfocused. the kid was in danger, and it was all he could think about. "why?" peter turns to him, then back to tony number two. he gasps as something apparently clicks in his brain.
he steps forwards, rounds the other-universe tony and stands in front of him. he instantly lowers the repulsor. "because i'm dead." peter says, confidently.
everyone pauses. they look at the spider like he's gone insane, because he clearly isn't dead, not anymore, at least. but other-universe tony looks like he's had the wind knocked out of him. "pete-"
peter deactivates his mask. "right?" he asks. other-universe tony frantically looks over his face.
"it's my fault." he says, softly. "i'm so sorry. i'm sorry, pete. i'm-"
"come out of the suit."
other-universe tony pauses. "what?"
"come out here, please." peter asks again. other-universe tony does as he asks, stumbling out and immediately into the open and waiting arms of the baby spider. it seems to break him, the embrace; all at once he loses any trace of intimdation and anger and sobs, curling around the boy as much as he can. peter seems unphased, unlike the other heroes, and shushes him. "it's okay, mr. stark. it's not your fault," he murmurs soothingly, only reaching their ears due to the intercom on his suit. "it was never your fault. i chose this, i chose to come up there. i didn't regret it for a second."
other-universe tony heaves. "i was supposed to protect you. i failed. i failed and you're gone and you were so scared and i couldn't do anything-"
"you're wrong," peter soothes, and it's a weird image. the child comforting the adult. "if he was anything like me, then-" for a second, his eyes cut back to this-universe tony. "then he was glad you were there when he was dying. you made him feel safer. it would've been so much worse without you."
and then it all clicks for tony. this was a version of him from a world post-snap, who'd watched a kid he considered his own fade to dust in his arms. who sat in his own guilt, and shame, and loneliness. he knew the feeling all too well, and this tony had crossed dimensions to try and get his kid back in any way possible.
if it were for anyone but peter parker, this tony would've said it was a little dramatic.
he's sent home eventually, the other tony, after some more comforts and a not so subtle hint as to how they got everyone back after the snap, much to strange's dismay. later, real tony sits in the lab, watching peter from across a table, and he asks, "how'd you figure it out?"
"figure what out, mr. stark?"
"why that other me was here." peters looks up from whatever he's tinkering with. frowns.
"well, you invented time travel to get me back," he says. "why would you stop before dimension travel? it just made the most sense." tony has half a mind to argue, but one look at his lab: a midtown high hoodie draped over the back of a chair, a teenager's backpack in the corner, a seperated table with it's own organisational pattern and piles of blueprints, a report card pinned to a board, and a spiderman charm hanging from dum-e, he figures the kid is right.
"yeah, well, i love you a little too damn much then, don't i?" he doesn't think about the words before he says them. he's felt it for so long it feels like a second instinct.
luckily he gets no time to panic. because peter immediately lights up, says, "i love you too." and gets back to work.
damn kid.
#dont ask me when in canon this is set cos it isnt#irondad#spiderman#iron man#tony stark#peter parker#spiderman homecoming#spiderman far from home#spiderman no way home#irondad fic#irondad and spiderson#spiderson#spider son#irondad angst#kinda#lol
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Congratulations, JODIE COMER, 76th Tony Awards Winner in Best Leading Actress in a Play category as Tessa Ensler in Prima Facie play by Suzie Miller!
#jodie comer#prima facie#tony awards#tony awards 2023#jodiecomeredit#primafacieedit#tessa ensler#tessaensleredit#tusershay#userbru#tuserdee#tuserssam#underbetelgeuse#chewieblog#*#creation#CONGRATULATIONS LOVE!!!!#TAKE THAT TONY HOME!!!!#I KNEW ITTTTT#😭😭😭
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I’m stuck between two hyperfixations KINDA—
Also no spoilers in the comments please! I’m in dressrosa arc, ep 688, in order with no skips! 😭 ✨
#welcome home#welcome home arg#welcome home frank#welcome home frank frankly#frank frankly#welcome home fanart#wh frank#welcome home frank fanart#one piece#one piece tony tony chopper#tony chopper#one piece Tony Tony chopper fanart#one piece fanart#art
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#Tony home#Luxury home#modern home#modern architecture#Luxury#luxury life#luxury living#aesthetic#decor#home decor#lifestyle#lifestyle blog#photography#home & lifestyle#architecture#classy#classy life#home
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#Adrian Monk#Tony Shalhoub#sharona fleming#monk#ted levine#jason gray stanford#bitty schram#show#shows#tv show#television#funny#home
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who’s afraid of little old me?
you should be
#irondad and spiderson#peter parker#tony stark#irondad ao3#marvel#no way home#ttpd#taylor swift#who’s afraid of little old me
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The Ducommon House. All the furniture in the dining room was designed by (Tony) Duquette.
The Los Angeles House, 1995
#vintage#vintage interior#1990s#1960s#interior design#home decor#dining room#custom#furniture#design#candleholder#house plants#sculpture#Tony Duquette#Ducommon#Los Angeles#home#architecture
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- I thought you were asleep.
- You thought wrong.
#but the fact that she offered to teach him to play the piano#maybe he learned a song or two to play for tali#and then when ziva came home she did end up teaching him her favorite to play#and now he plays for her?#otp: tiva#tivagifs#gifstiva#tony dinozzo#ziva david#cote de pablo#michael weatherly#tiva gifs#tony x ziva#ziva x tony#ncis#tiva#my gifs
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Irondad fic ideas #109
Fic where Wanda does not get snapped. Westview happens during the blip.
At some point before Westview, Wanda visits Tony at the lake house (maybe she wants him to make the government give her Vision's body back). Tony, deep in his grief and just wanting to be with Pepper and baby Morgan, doesn't help as much as she wants him to.
Before leaving, already very unhinged, Wanda offers to take Tony's memories of Peter away. She phrases it like an act of compassion, since she can sense the depths of his pain. But Tony perceives it as a threat. And it's one that, especially during and after Westview, he knows she's powerful enough to achieve
So, he calls a wizard. He begs Wong to do a spell to protect his memories of Peter from ever being harmed by magic
Fast forward to NWH. Tony has been in a coma ever since the battle with Thanos. He finally wakes up, and he's so grateful to be with his family, but he doesn't understand why a certain teenager is not there
It doesn't take long for Tony to realize that no one else remembers Peter. May is dead. The kid is alone, erased, forgotten by everyone
But not by him. Because of a witch's threat and his own paranoia, his memories are safe.
And now it's time to go get his kid
#irondad fic ideas#don't tell me wong and tony wouldn't have been besties#wong is literally the biggest shit starter and also the solver of everyone else's problems#tony would've congratulated him on his long-deserved promotion and that would be that#besties#tony stark#no way home fix it#wanda maximoff#westview#wandavision#wong mcu#sorcerer supreme#irondad and spiderson#iron dad and spider son#peter parker#ironfam#irondad fic idea#fic idea#fic ideas#irondad#spiderson
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When Tony snapped his fingers, he expected to die. He was ready for that. He was NOT ready to suddenly find himself in what he recognizes to be a different universe.
After months trying to find a way back, living on the streets, salvaging any parts he can from dumpsters and trying to put together any technology that might remedy his situation and get him back to his own universe, he sees a potential solution:
A man in red and blue spandex stepping out of a portal. Spider-man. This universe’s spider-man could help him get back to his family.
But when Tony does track down this universe’s spider-man and convince him to listen, Tony shows him pictures of the people he needs to get back to, and Spider-Man’s face goes white.
“I know that kid. I know that kid, and he needs your help. You need to get back to him.”
#the summary of one of my WIPs#tony stark#iron man#irondad and spiderson#peter parker#spider man#marvel mcu#avengers#far from home#spider man far from home#fic prompt#irondad fic ideas
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