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I posted this on TikTok but I thought I’d post it here too

And honestly Tony had been in love with Peter for a long time. Longer then what cared to admit.

But it was Peter talking to DUM-E that sealed his fate.

He had sent DUM-E to the corner for knocking over a tray. And when Peter got in asking why he was in the corner, he didn't laugh and go about his business. He went and knelt down next to him. Patting him on his head. Quietly talking to him about how about they train together for lab safety and maybe update his sensors to help prevent future accidents.

the first time Tony realized he wanted to kiss Peter was on a winter night when he was driving the boy home and they were so busy talking that Tony hadn't noticed he'd followed the boy out of the luxury car and walked him to the entrance of his apartment. they were standing under the dim light that flickered every couple of seconds, the cold air making Peters cheeks a pretty pink just as pink as his puffy lips. he had the sudden urge to lean forward and press their lips together in a soft kiss, the feeling almost too much with how it took over his body.

the first time he realized he wanted more than to place his lips on the boys was in the spring. Tony threw an Easter party, mainly an excuse for everyone to gather around and catch up. They were all outside, gathered in groups chatting away around the large yard. Clint's kids were racing around in a game of tag and that's when he spots Nathaniel running to Peter and begging him to join and he does without hesitance. He watches with dazed filled eyes as the boy chases the children around and his heart feels warm. The sound of the childish laughter and soft atmosphere gave him a wave of happiness, what if he had this life with Peter?

the first time he truly notices the boys beautiful figure was in the summer. they were working down in the lab and peter wore a light blue, fitted tank top that showed off his broad shoulders and thick muscles. it was far too hot for Tony to comment on his clothes but he couldn't pull his eyes away from Peters arms, they flexed as he moved and there was a light sheen of sweat on his pale skin. Tony wanted to lean forward and trail his hands over what he can only assume are abs under his shirt, maybe even let his tongue trail over them until he's swirling it over the head of his--he needs to calm down. with a deep breath, Tony turns back to his own work but his eyes glance over to the boy more often than not.

the first time Tony gives in is in autumn. they are walking along the busy New York park and Peter takes the time to purposefully step on the crunchy leaves, eventually encouraging Tony to join him in the silly act. it wasn't often that the older man would give in to these type of things but it was becoming more often occurance when he was around Peter, he made him comfortable enough and it was clear he wanted Tony to do something as small as crunch leaves with him. it's when they come up to a small puddle that Tony shakes his head saying he wouldn't splash in the water and his shoes were too expensive for that but Peter is grabbing his hands and tugging him into the small pool and then playfully stomping his feet. It took a couple more stomps but eventually Tony is cracking a smile and his own foot is hitting the water and splashing it lightly. there's soft laughter being shared between the two and then they locked eyes. that's when Tony can longer hold back his desire, he's cupping Peters cheek and gently pulling him into a kiss underneath the yellow and orange leaves.

you know what, fuck you *unkills your character*

this ad wants to hire philosophy specialists to train their AI.

in philosophy.

they want to train the machine that can't think on the subject that's literally thinking about thinking.

someone smarter than me write in the comments how the classical philosophers are freaking out in the afterlife

(diogenes brandishing a texting autocomplete feature: Behold, a man!)

guys.

Tony’s a guest judge on the latest season on Masterchef meant for those in the 18-21 year old category. He’s not sure why the fuck he’s there when he can’t differentiate shit in the kitchen, but he’s definitely there to bump up the ratings.

He’s supposed to be giving insightful comments, maybe give a pep talk or two, comfort a candidate during a meltdown, but goes absolutely speechless when the first person to present his dish is 18 year old Peter Parker from Queens.

“Tony.” Rhodey hisses from the side. “Tony.”

“Absolutely brilliant. Five stars. You know what? Make it ten. It’s fantastic. Cooked just right.”

Beside Tony, Rhodey’s trying not to cuss up a storm, “You haven’t even tasted it, man!”

Tony accepts the fork that’s handed to him, his gaze still fixed on pink-cheeked smiley Peter. Stabs his fork through a piece of chorizo and pops it into his mouth.

“…comments, Tony?” The host prompts him, somewhat nervously.

“Nothing. He’s perfect.”

“I meant…the food. Your comments on the food.”

Peter’s trying to maintain his composure, but it’s obvious he finds the whole situation hilarious.

“Look, I’m not even qualified to judge a cooking competition, but what do you feel about being my personal chef?”

The person behind the camera is yelling “Cut!” and Pepper is in him in a heartbeat, her stiletto heels clacking ominously against the floor.

“Tony-“

“Seriously.” Tony sets the fork down. “You should see my kitchen. It’s state of the art. Pepper.” He turns to his personal assistant. “Tell him how fantastic my kitchen is.”

“Um.” Peter glances uncertainly towards the side where the producers are in the midst of a heated discussion whether that little segment should be left in for airing. “…that’s nice?”

Pepper smiles apologetically at Peter, “I’m sorry. Really.”

“It’s fine. Not everyone can say that they’ve been on Masterchef and got flirted with by the Tony Stark. But seriously, how’s the food? I did spend an hour trying to perfect this.”

“Honestly, kid. I’m gonna maybe need a personal demonstration of how you cooked this dish. You know-“ Tony gestures uselessly with his hands. “-for evaluation purposes.”

“Uh huh. Of course.”

Obviously, it’s a competition and Tony can’t be having favorites, but it’s obvious who he’s rooting for. The episode airs with that little clip of Tony flirting kept in, and the ratings go insane. A couple of episodes later, Peter announces that he’s withdrawing from the competition because of a much better offer and Tony officially interrupts the live episode with a,

“Yes, as my boyfriend.”

meme redraw for dicks birthday :D

Bane holding Dick dressed as Batman: I promise I will break your back as well

Bane attempts to snap dicks spine

Dick: *bends*

Bane: *straightens Dick back and tries to snap dicks spine over his knee*

Dick ‘I wanted to be a contortionist in the circus’ Grayson: bends to accommodate shape of knee

Bane: wut

Dick: … I’m Batman?

Bane: …

Dick: idk man it seemed appropriate for the moment

Bane:….

no matter how fucking sad I am, any AO3 email never fails to makes my day a little brighter

the line between vengeful brutal catharsis and gay sex is very thin so be careful out there