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Was scrolling through AO3 and found this gem

Enemy to parent is a trope we have to popularise lmao

me reading straight up pornography: hmm… this one just doesn’t have enough accurate character psychoanalysis to get me off

“write what you know” is boring. i write what haunts me at 3am.

im doing it alone…doing it scared…but im doing it

More wiggles

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.

easily one of my favourite tweets of all time

(everybody is okay)

— tw: mentions of dr*gs, alcoholi*m, reh*b

Recovering drug addict and alcoholic Tony where everyone is almost ready to give up on him (or has given up entirely) until rehab aid, Deaf and Mute, Peter Parker is assigned to him. There's no frustated shouting, harsh words of reprimand, just gentle coaxing, understanding touches. There's no judgemental eyes just soft sad doe-like ones whenever he throws up or screams in frustration. Peter stays with him. Doesn't give up on him. Along the way Tony helps him too, enrolls him to speech recovery therapy, gets him checked out for possibilities to get his hearing back. It was so easy to help Peter. And little by little, the rehab aid became a friend, then a best friend, it gradually, slowly built until Tony realizes he had fallen for Peter. Hard. And he wants to be the best man for the kid.

Slowly but surely, his rehab went better than the past years, his withdrawal lessened, his body healthier. At the same time, he builds Peter a hearing aid, and Tony will always remember the look on his face when he first heard Tony's voice. With the help of the hearing aid and speech therapy, Peter gradually starts speaking again. His first work? "Tony." And god, Tony could've died happily when that first happened.

They took care of each other. Helped each other learn and grow. Until Tony can't do it anymore and confesses. He gets the sweetest "I love you too," in return.

He ends up marrying Peter a year later after his rehab. He wins countless rewards. His paper that he worked on with Peter regarding his condition got recognized. And when he wins a Nobel Prize, he stands at the podium, looking healthier than his previous years, gold ring on his finger as he says:

"First of all, I'd like to thank my life partner Peter Stark for helping me find my voice again. If it weren't for him, I wouldn't be here— I'd probably be wearing something orange and doing a really hard time— but all thanks to him, he's given me reason to be better and be the best man to take care of him. I love you so much, Pete. Once again, My Mrs. Stark, everyone."