Various x FtM Reader (Parent Preferences & One Shots)

Tony Stark

*Peter is transmasc too

Warnings: she/her pronouns & depiction of coming out (supportive, you're just nervous)

You drummed your fingers against the dashboard, looking out the window.

"Could you not do that please?"

You looked over at your dad, his knuckles seemed to be whitening as he clenched ether steering wheel.

"Yeah, sorry."

You crossed your arms to try to keep yourself from fidgeting with the car.

"Hey. What's wrong, anyway?"

"Dad, can I tell you something?"

"Of course, kiddo."

"Will you be mad?"

"Depends, did you get in trouble?"

"No."

"Are you pregnant?"

"What? No!"

"Then probably not. What's up?"

"Um...well...I've been...I've been thinking, and um, I realized I'm...well you know what LGBT is, right?"

"Kid, I make donations to the Trevor Project monthly, as well as other LGBTQ associations." He knew it probably came out as blunt, but he also knew that he should wait for you to finish what you were going to say.

"Well, I...I realized that I'm trans." You said. You looked at him briefly, before looking out the window.

He was silent for a moment, before he sped up, switched lanes, and made a sudden turn across the intersection, making a few cars around you honk their horns.

"Where are we going." You asked, suddenly feeling panic build up.

He looked over and cursed to himself mentally. "Hey, hey. No, you're alright, kid. We're gonna go get you a suit."

"What?"

"Yeah, like a tuxedo."

"But we were going out for lunch."

"And you honestly think I'm going to have my son get lunch without a suit?"

"Really?"

"Well, the place I know, we're going to take some measurements, then I'll just install a binder into the suit you want when it's ready."

You were stunned silent for a moment, before you felt a bit of anxiety again.

"But, I'm not binding now..."

"That's fine. I'll get Peter to bring one of his."

Peter was open about him being trans to both you and Tony, but to hear it dropped so casually was slightly surprising to you.

And just like that, he was calling Peter, who agreed to meet the two of you at the suit place.

"Um, thanks dad, but I was kind of thinking about the employees."

He sighed. "Kid, listen. I have a very specific set of standards for the people I am involved with. Even then, you honestly think I would just waltz you into a store and let them turn you down just because you're trans? You don't get to answer that by the way."

You pulled up to the place, and Peter was there.

"Mister Stark, I have the binder. But what is this for?"

"Modifications, kid." He said, throwing it onto the car seat.

"Oh...and why is she here with you?"

"I'm allowed to run errands while getting lunch, kid, now may I pick up my suit?"

"Oh, uh, yes sir, sorry."

After Peter left, Tony grabbed the binder and handed it to you.

"You should be the one to tell him." He explained.

You nodded, and looked down at the fabric in your hands.

He put a hand on your shoulder. "Hey, look, I know I'm not the best at this, but I'm proud of you. If they do much as look at you funny, I'll have the place out of business, I promise."

You nodded, and he escorted you in. First thing, he led you to the dressing rooms in the back for you to change into the binder.

While he was taking measurements, he asked how it felt to make sure the one he made wouldn't be too tight or too big.

After you picked out the type of suit you wanted, and he paid, he took you to your favorite restaurant.