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Okay. Hear me out. Tales From the Waiting Room can go SO. Many. Ways.
Angst: Your character is waiting for news. They're antsy, worried and downright terrified. If someone doesn't come out and talk to them soon, they will knock a door down.
Whump: Entering the understaffed hospital. The room is filled, wall-to-wall with people waiting to be seen, all of the in varying levels of distress. But your character is only concerned with one of them. And things aren't happening fast enough.
Humor: Outsider POV of the absolute most overly-dramatic people they have ever seen in their life.
Hurt /Comfort: Your character is so scared to see the doctor and their favorite person is there to support them.
Whichever prompt receives the most votes will be added to the official 2024 Sicktember Prompt List!
Consider reblogging to advocate for your favorite choice!!
Thanks for your input! Look for the poll results in a week, a second poll in May, and the Official Prompt List to go out on June 15!
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Hey, I don't have anyone to talk about Irondad prompt, so I hope you don't mind me sharing mine with you but if it is, please do delete this asks
Anyway, the prompt is after-NWH Peter that somehow ended up on earth where Tony and the others are still very much alive and NWH still happened but yk since everyone still there, it got solve pretty quickly and no one forget about Peter or Spiderman, even May still alive.
So at first no one notice that their Peter is not actually their Peter although the NWH Peter is a bit more um..mutured? And a little quiet but still have his old personality..just not completely him.
I don't know how to explain that but yeah. I don't know how they all will react once they know that their Peter is not their Peter or how Peter will react once his secret is out and where their actual Peter is, but that's the idea.
Ooooohhhhh. This sounds so interesting! So like, where is that Earth's Peter? Is 99999 Peter just evading him and spending time with Tony and May when he's not around? Or were they swapped completely?
Because honestly, the *angst* if, once found out, they *had* to swap them back. 99999 Peter wouldn't want to go back to where everyone he loves is either dead or doesn't remember him. But- he Can't stay there because it would mess with the stability of both realities. MAYBE they help him fix the SPELL!! But if they were going to help him fix the spell I would very much like an 'everyone lived but just forgot about him' scenario for my own feelings. Hahaha.
And if both Peter's *are* there watching 9999 Peter sneak around would be so much fun... Them meeting and being super wary of eachother... Them finally talking and the 'new' reality Peter empathizing with 99999 Peter. ...
There's a lot you could do with an idea like this! Very fun!!
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😂😂😂 that *side eye*
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LOVE this series!! So happy this AU still growing.
Rivers and Roads (Rivers Till I Reach You)
Zombie Apocalypse, No Powers AU centered on Peter, Tony, and Rhodey (But if we're being honest, it's pretty Peter-centric).
happy 1 year of r&r :)
i know it's a lil cringe to like. celebrate the birthday of a series on ao3 but r&r is literally my child. my baby. i birthed this series. and you all signed up for this when u started reading my fics thank u
soooooooo thank u guys for all the support i've received over r&r i know it's hard to stay a consistent reader when my posting schedule is entirely non existent but i am so grateful for everyone who's stuck around this long and been with me for this journey (calling it a journey because a year ago i did not have any sort of overarching plot in mind and now we're 17? 18? fics deep and so many things have happened and i'm usually just as surprised as my readers) it's rlly u guys that have kept me going this long
ANYWAY. i rewrote this like 500 times cause i hate being like. overly sappy on this account because it's way funnier to act like a celebrity with a huge ego, but real talk i am so proud of everything i've done w this series & what it's become in the past year
i've been posting my writing online since i was like 10, so we're going on almost 9 years now and i don't think i've ever ever ever received as much support for something as i have for r&r and something about that is soooo special to me??? idk it's just so nice to see a completely self indulgent series become so loved by others, especially since the only other fics i had up before gmm&m were a little more on the "i'm gonna write what seems popular right now" side???
like shoutout to everyone who was here before/around when i started the series because my account was so empty like. 2 fics and one gets updated every 6 months. r&r pulled me out of the trench i fear. it also cured me of my very horrible disease that makes me delete all my fics after 9 months and then completely disappear from a fandom so everyone say thank you r&r
but yeah idk where i'm going with this i'm very grateful for r&r and all the friends i've made and people i've met through it because i was very lonely before i rejoined tumblr and r&r was like. 90% of the reason i made my account
AND SPEAKING OF FRIENDS. thank u to
@spidergrotto & @sapoteylx for being the first ppl i met on here to openly talk about and support r&r which i thought was so so cool even if you guys have become my haters in the past few months i've known you :/ thank u r&r nation u keep me humble and miserable (and i am very thankful for our friendship i think some aspects of r&r would be very different if we'd never met)
& ao3 user classactical because you've been here since like. a month or two into the series i think and i always always always look forward to your comments because i feel like if you comment, i did a good job on the fic LOL thank u for sticking around for so long, even if ao3 has been actively working against you for a whiiiiile
there's a lot more i want to say and a lot of people i want to mention but that would take a very long time and i always feel weird tagging a lot of people in posts so just know if u read r&r we are kissing rn. or high fiving idk whatever floats ur boat i guess
but yeah anyway tl:dr happy birthday r&r i'm very proud of this series & very thankful for everyone who has read any part of it ever u guys are so cool and hot and have amazing taste and i'm taking your kudos and bookmarks etc. as you swearing your allegiance to me and promising me your undying support no matter what (legally binding btw) thank u guys
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Reposting one of my Comfortember fics from 2020 with the addition of this awesome commission piece made by @yes-i-am-happyaspie! Thanks so much for this amazing art of my two favourite Peters! 🥰
***If you're interested in commissioning a piece of your own, go message her!!
Summary: In the night after the battle, Peter finds comfort in an unexpected companion
Characters: Peter Parker, Peter Quill
#❤️❤️❤️#irondad and spiderson#peter parker#peter quill#avengers#guardians of the galaxy#fanfic art#commission
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Any chance you’d write a short angsty fic where Peter calls Tony really late and asks if he can come over because he doesn’t feel good. And Tony’s kinda confused but like okay buddy. Peter ends up at the tower and confesses that he came out (gay) to May and didn’t quite get the best reaction. Tony comforts him and gives him Tylenol (he didn’t feel good because he cried so much)
This kinda just happened to me and in desperate to cope through fanfic.
Anon, I am so sorry this happened to you. Please know that even though I have no idea who you are, I support you fully and completely. I sincerely hope you find people in your real life who love and support every part of you. If you need it, thetrevorproject.org is full of resources and support.
I saw your ask when you sent it a couple days ago and I have tried so hard to make time to write this mini-fic for you. Unfortunately, I have been so crazy busy that I've not gotten more than 4 lines written. BUT it IS being written and I WILL post it. When I do, I hope you find it.
#thanks for the ask#anon#lgbt#lgbtqia positive#trevor project#new mini fic coming soon!!!#tony stark#peter parker#irondad and spiderson#marvel#iron man#spider-man#lgbtqia
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Commission for @obsessionoftheday! This piece was created to accompany her fanfic:
Make Him Proud
In the night after the battle, Peter finds comfort in an unexpected companion.
[I had never drawn Peter Quill before. But I thoroughly enjoyed designing a version that fit my style!!]
#happyaspie art#commisson#thedisneyoutsider#peter parker#peter quill#peter x 2 friendship#marvel#spider-man#star lord#friends#gotg#guardians of the galaxy#post endgame#chibi style#chibi art#fanart for fanfic
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Coming Sooooon!!
It's that time again, friends! The mods have assembled a new list of fun prompts for the upcoming Sicktember season. As always, there will be 30 prompts and 5 Alternative Prompts.
We will use polls again this year to allow you some say in two of the prompts. The first one will be posted over the next few days The second will be posted mid-May.
The official September 2024 Prompt list will be posted on Saturday, June 15th and we can't wait to share it with you!
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I am literally the most non-confrontational person ever. Anyway. Yeah.
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I love your art! Would you be willing to draw Tony and Bucky, sharing a milkshake? Thank you for sharing all your amazing stuff!
The shake was a lot bigger than they thought it would be, they took it as a challenge. They won 💖
Thank you so much for the request!
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Spider-Man, one of my favourite super heroes, from the Marvel comics
@marvelentertainment
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The Spider-Men
Wanted to draw the two Insomniac Spider-Men, Peter and Miles. Hope you enjoy and stay safe. Bye!
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The thing people don’t realize about writing is that time spent just staring out the window is CRITICAL
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HELLOOO, so I come across your short fic from your Second Chances series and I didn't know you wrote longer ver for when they first met etc and um I just can't hold it in and I know it's old fic but god I WANNA SCREAM AND PULL MY HAIR BECAUSE WOW WOW IDK IF I SHOULD FEEL EMBARRASSED OR WHAT WHEN PETER STOLE FROM IRONMAN, I mean ofc I know that he need that money so badly but I know FRIDAY record everything and Tony will eventually found out that Peter take his money and gift card but AAAAAAAA IDK IDK MY MIND KEEP YELLING AT ME TO TELL PETER TO PUT THAT MONEY BACK and obviously let me spoiled him although I think if I did that, that-certain-billionaire-who -already-interested-on-our-arachnid-vigilante will take offense and start to take that as competition to see who can feed our spiderbaby better but anyway....yeah I just want to scream
Oh my goodness, these asks have made me smile so big. I love that you've found Distracted by a Dime and are enjoying it so much. It's one of my favorite fics.
#thanks for the ask!#distracted by a dime#second chances series#homeless peter parker au#stony#tony stark#peter parker#steve rogers#captain america#iron man#spider-man#irondad and spiderson#marvel#mcu#superfam
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Ok ok, but the prompt “if you die, I die! Don’t you get that?!” with Peter yelling it at Tony 😂😂
Fine. Fine. Yes. Let's reverse it. Another mini!
874 words, a little more angsty with a hurt Tony Stark and a very passionate Peter Parker. Enjoy!! :D [Click here for a reversed use of this prompt]
If You Die... Part. 2.
As Tony came back to awareness the first thing he noticed was the incessant beeping of a heart monitor. It was one tone after another, in two second intervals. Beep… Beep… Beep... He tried to turn away from it, but he couldn’t get his body to cooperate. He was exhausted in a way he’d never felt before. His limbs felt like lead and his eyes refused to open.
For a few minutes, he simply laid there mildly aware of his surroundings but lacking the energy to interact with them. Beep… Beep… Beep… The sound was starting to get on his nerves. He wished it would stop. He tried to clench his fist but managed nothing more than a small twitch of his finger. His forehead creased slightly in concentration. Another two fingers moved, flexing upward and dropping back down to the sheets. That seemed to get the attention of whomever was in the room. His hand was suddenly engulfed by a firm warm grasp.
“-ister Stark?” Tony used all his strength to turn towards the voice. His head moved marginally but he managed to crack an eye open. “Mr. Stark?” As his vision focused he was able to see Peter hovering above him.
He parted his dry lips and pressed his sandpaper tongue against the roof of his mouth. “Kid?” he rasped. It came out in barely a whisper. But he was certain Peter heard it. His kid’s hand tightened around his own and tears started to break free from his eyes.
“Mr. Stark!” Peter leaned forward until his head was resting heavily on his chest. Hot tears were soaking into his shirt and wanted nothing more than to comfort his kid. He felt more alert with his eyes open and his strength was slowly returning. He pulled his heavy hand out of Peter’s grasp and repositioned it so he could wrap his fingers around his kid’s wrists.
“I’m right here, Buddy,” he murmured, while fighting his other arm off of the mattress. Eventually, he managed and was able to get his hand to the back of his kid’s head. “I’m right here.”
“You almost weren’t!” Peter stood up, sniffed and ran his free hand over his cheeks. “You almost- You almost died, Mr. Stark!”
A painful lump formed in his throat. He looked at the bleached-white sheets and tried to swallow past it. “But I didn’t.”
“But you could have!” Peter shouted. Fresh tears started to flow. That time, he didn’t try to stop them. “The doctors said- they said you might not- We almost lost you!”
Tony licked his dry lips and coughed. Seconds later, a nurse walked into the room, raised his bed and offered him some water. Once he’d had a few sips, she started tugging at the various tubes and wires. She shined a light in his eyes and started asking questions. He answered them with an absentminded nod or shake of his head. His gaze had yet to leave Peter. Even from across the room he could see his kid’s puffy eyes and tear streaks cheeks,
The nurse finished with him and started talking to Peter. He couldn’t hear what she was saying but he could see his kid nod his head. Then, the nurse was gone and Peter returned to his bedside still sniffling.
“You can’t do this again,” Peter said, his voice eerily calm. He gathered a shuddering breath and pressed his lips into a tight thin line. “I can’t- you were in a coma for six days. You can’t-”
All of a sudden Peter’s anger and upset finally made sense. Tony’s eyes momentarily winded in response. Six days was a long time to wait for someone to wake up. “I’m sorry, Bud. I never-”
“You can’t die!” Peter shouted loudly enough to make Tony flinch. “If you die, I die! Don’t you get that?” His fists balled up by his sides as his face crumpled in anguish. “You- you’re the only one I have left!”
Not quite understanding, Tony pulled his brows together. “You have May, your friends and-”
“They aren’t you! I need you, Mr. Stark!” Peter’s voice cracked on the last syllable. He ran his hands down his face and crossed arms defensively over his chest. “I’ve already lost my mom and dad! Then I lost Uncle Ben too! I need you!”
tony felt his heart shatter into a million pieces. “Pete. Honey-”
“Stop it! Stop- Don’t patronize me!” The anger didn’t last long. Within seconds Peter was back to leaning over the bed, one arm wrapped around Tony's stomach. “Just- next time let someone else make the sacrifice play! Because, selfish or not- I need you here!”
His kid was crying again and Tony could feel his own eyes starting to water. “Oh, kid. That’s not- that’s not selfish, Buddy. That’s-”
Peter squeezed him tightly enough that it was starting to hurt. He didn’t complain. He simply held on with equal ferocity,
When Peter let go, it was so he could look Tony in the eyes. “I love you,” he whispered.
Tony smiled and placed his hands on either side of his kid’s damp cheeks. “I- I love you too, Pete. So much. And I promise I’m not going anywhere.”
#happyaspie mini fic#injured tony stark#tony stark#peter parker#irondad and spiderson#marvel#iron man#spider-man#mcu#irondad#angst#hospitalization#injury
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OK OK BUT JOY, the prompt: “If you die, I die. Don’t you get that!” Between Irondad?! Either way! ASDGHJKL ANGST
AHHHH!!! Mini-fic time?? Yes. Yes, Mini-fic time.
Here it is, at 997 words. A lot of action, leading to a short panic-induced argument... and a hug. Because of course, there is a hug. :D Enjoy!! [click here for a reversed use of this prompt]
If You Died...
Peter hadn’t meant to get in over his head. It was just- he needed to keep his neighborhood safe, and he had powers. It wasn’t like he could see a problem and just walk away. But he had been careful. He’d used his tools and his abilities to access the situation. He’d asked his AI to run facial recognition on everyone involved and had cross-referenced their information through several databases; just to make sure he knew what he was up against.
Three regular guys, selling regular drugs inside a regular empty warehouse. That was it. Nothing about it had been alarming or ominous. So, taking them out should have been easy. And technically it was. It was the swarm of armed individuals that had flooded in after that had been the problem. He had that too for a while. Then the big guys came in. Three of them, with large shoulders and enhanced strength that matched his own. He was having a difficult time dividing his attention between the projectiles and the hands being aimed at his face.
“Karen?” He dodged, while shooting webs that never seemed to hit their mark. When they did, they never held for long. The big guys busted right out of them. “A little back up would be nice.”
“Of course, Peter. Contacting Mr. Stark.”
Peter ducked and slid beneath one of the large men’s legs. “Wait! Isn’t- Is Captain America available?” He spun around, sending his foot into the guy's knee cap. The impact made no difference; like a child kicking a fencepost. “Maybe Black Widow? Hawkeye?”
There was no debate. “Mr. Stark is already in route.” Three dots appeared on his HUD along with an ETA.
Peter wanted to fret over his mentor's imminent arrival but there wasn’t time. Whenever he thought he had one of the men restrained, they broke free and he had to start over again. One down, two to go. Two down, one- no, still two to go. It was a vicious cycle.
Ten minutes later a blast came from the right. A hole appeared in the wall and Iron Man, gauntlets ablaze, flew through it. Peter looked up. The momentary distraction allowed enough time for a football sized fists to make contact with his stomach. He flew backwards, through a spray of ammunition, and landed in the wall.
The comms crackled to life. Peter wished they hadn't. Pain was already radiating from the back of his skull down and down his spine. When Mr. Stark shouted his name, his ears began to ring. Dazedly, he looked up. Mr. Stark was swooping around the room. Metal clanked and repulsors whirred. Peter struggled to get to his feet to help. Mr. Stark’s voice was back in his ears.
“Stay down, Spider-Man! You’re done!”
Peter blinked. He took stock of his body. The blow had hurt, but he had enhanced strength and a healing factor. He shook out his limbs and demeaned himself well enough to continue. “I’m good. Just a little-”
He didn’t get to finish. Mr. Stark flew by, lifted his faceplate and scowled. “I said you’re done!”
The tone gave Peter pause. Reluctantly, he slid down the wall until he was sitting on the floor. “I’m really okay,” he whispered, despite his throbbing head.
“And I’m really not discussing this will you,” Mr. Stark quipped. “I’m just about done here. You stay put. Capice?”
Peter nodded and looked around. Most of the little guys had fled. And only one of the larger men remained standing. Clearly his webbing needed an upgrade. Maybe taser webs with a manual detonation. A range of fifty to ninety thousand volts would probably do it. Could the suit handle that without increasing the power? He was unable to finish the math before Mr. Stark was in front of him.
“Let’s go.”
Peter allowed himself to be lifted to the top of a nearby water tower. He pulled his mask off and ran a hand over his sweaty forehead. “Mr. Stark, I-”
“Do you have any idea who those people are, what they’re capable of?” Mr. Stark gestured wildly toward the warehouse.
Peter shifted his feet. “I didn’t-”
“Didn’t what? Didn’t know? Of course you didn’t. Did you even stop to ask?” Mr. Stark wrapped his fingers tightly around his wrist. “There were two dozen lacheys and three giant bruises in there! What were you thinking?”
“I didn’t- it was three normal guys when I started!” he half-shouted. It wasn’t his fault, but Mr. Stark didn’t look keen to listen. “The others just- showed up!”
Mr. Stark took a step forward. “You could have died in there, Peter!”
“I wasn’t going to die!” he defensively shouted. “I have super-powers and I did call for back-up!”
“Your AI said you had been going at it for over an hour before you called! Peter-” Mr. Stark looked frantic with his hands running through his hair. “Peter, I don’t know how to explain this to you any more clearly. I-” His face dropped, all blood draining from his face. “What if you had died? Then what?”
Frustrated, Peter gritted his teeth. “It’s on you.”
Mr. Stark blinked. “No. No, bud. That’s not- geez.” he pinched the bridge of his nose, his breaths increasing as he spoke. “Pete. If you die, I die! Do you get that? If you die- I will never recover. I will-”
Peter’s brows furrowed with realization. Mr. Stark was having a panic attack. “Are you okay, Mr. Stark?”
Mr. Stark’s head shot up, his eyes wide and pupils dilated. “Are you?”
“Yeah.” Peter stepped closer, his hand going to the back of his hair. “My head hurts but that’s it..”
Without warning, he was pulled into a tight hug.
“Just- promise me you won’t wait so long to call for help next time. Because- Peter? Peter, I can’t lose you.”
Eyes closed tight, Peter nestled his face into Mr. Stark's chest. “I promise, Mr. Stark. You won’t lose me.”
#thanks for the ask!#happyaspie mini fic#peter parker#tony stark#irondad and spiderson#iron man#spider-man#marvel#mcu#light angst#peter parker gets a hug#panic attack#irondad
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