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AU – Peter Stark was kidnapped when he was just three years old. Tony and Pepper never stopped looking for their boy. Years later, Peter finds his way back home.

“Mr. Stark? Is something, is something wrong? What are you doing here?”“Hop in, Underoos.” Peter hasn't heard the nickname in months. He slides into the seat next to Tony. “How’s school?”“It's good, Mr. Stark.”“Out with it, kid.”“Out with what?”“You’re a terrible liar. Your suit’s AI sends me a trending vitals report at the end of each week. There's no way you can get around that, even if you say pretty please. It’s preprogrammed.”“That's, that’s interesting.”“You know what else is interesting? That your AI Karen has restricted me from certain files in your suits memory. I, Tony Stark, the creator of your suit, was told no. Imagine my surprise.” Peter Parker attempts to juggle being Spider-Man, a high school student, and traumatized all at the age of sixteen. Aunt May does her best to be supportive of her superhero nephew and Ned is always there to be his Guy in the Chair. Sometimes, it's still too much for Peter. When he thinks things can't get even more complicated, a villain inserts itself into the mix. When Tony Stark decides to awkwardly step in, he tries to help Peter understand that his own health needs to come before Spider-Man. Peter isn't sure if he agrees.

Contains:-Irondad and Spiderson-Fluff-Negligible angst-Field trips-Identity reveals-Internshipsand most importantly-FUNNY DISCLAIMERS✨REQUESTS ARE ALWAYS OPEN✨ I'm bursting with ideas. I needed to do this

Essentially a group of Omo-centric IronDad-SpideySon oneshots, loosely linked together with a running plot. This is my first fanfiction I've ever posted and my first time using this site (since the great tumblr crash XD), so please be gentle with me! Any thoughts or constructive criticism is greatly appreciated!

The press does not like to be left in the dark. Not for matters such as this. (sequel to Carry on Wayward Son)

Innocent families associated with S.H.I.E.L.D. are being slaughtered in their homes. A new threat known only as Arachnid has emerged, a violent Hydra operative the Avengers know painstakingly little about. Meanwhile, Bucky’s past continues to sneak up on him like an assassin in the dead of night. "While his friends bickered, Bucky gingerly flipped open to the last page and clicked his cheap, plastic pen. Five names glared up him: R. Parker. M. Parker. B. Parker. M. Parker. P. Parker. With a heavy heart, he crossed them off one by one. Amends made, he supposed. But when he got to the last one, he hesitated. It was the very last name in the entire worn notebook, but that wasn’t what gave him pause. Bucky studied the hastily scrawled name like it could tell him the secrets of the universe. With jerky strokes, he scribbled out the name, forgoing his neat method of crossing them out with a simple line. He just didn't want to look at it. Thinking of the boy's scared brown eyes wrenched his heart from his chest."

Look, any field trip to somewhere you work is embarrassing. Tony Stark is the king of embarrassing Peter. This is gonna be fun.

Peter wasn’t wearing something Tony would call normal, not that there was anything inherently wrong with what he was wearing or anything. It just struck him as…different. To put it plainly. Tony is not sure what to make of this new development.