Tonystakr Stories

Request from anon: hey could you do a dad!rdj x reader, where he catches her smoking weed? thanks!

"Son, everyone's different. No matter how cliché it may be, it's true. Everyone has a reason as to why or how. Even bad people." The boy thought to himself silently and looked down: "But...what if there is no reason? What if they just...are bad?" Peter is stuck with a dangerous monster, a monster he is unable to use his powers because of. Every time he tries to help, he ends up being surrounded and controlled by a black sticky substance, a substance that doesn't allow any control over himself whatsoever and makes him grow feet taller. He wants to stop, but he won't allow him to. Nick Fury had no choice but to cage him, seal him away from where his powers can be used. Will Peter be able to take control or would his guidance forever be caged? "Tony?" "I...I...I lost the kid." "We'll find him, Tony, I promise." "The Spider-man has seemingly disappeared, or, according to spreading rumors, has become the killer who's caused those unexplainable attacks." "Peter?" "Ah, what's this? Another meal?" "NO!" "It uses Peter as a host, makes him do whatever he wants. That out there...that's not Peter." "He's becoming feared by all Misgardian's! If we don't get that thing out of him, the whole city will be in utter loss!" "The more Peter stays without control over it, the closer we are to losing him...but he'll lose himself before that. He won't be the Peter we all know and love." "...There is a way...right?" "*sigh* I sure hope so." "Mr.Stark!" "I'm sorry..." Peter Parker, a now feared name. Queens has lost its vigilante, Spider-man is...no more.