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Asexual homoromantic, Yoshi

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Okay but why was that so accurate?

@eyluvu @fotibrit @ihyperfixatedagain @call-me-coley @not-me-underc0ver @yes-i-am-happyaspie @minimarvelh @stxar-pvnk

Can we do a picrew chain? please?

Take this uquiz

Do this picrew

this is pretty accurate except I dont have blue in my hair

nf for all ofc but ill tag my friends

@3-kids-in-a-trenchcoat @esotericisnotdead @river-blue @samijami @kirby-impostor @genderfcker @destructivelynch @moonsfavoritedaughter @vermilion-love @chocolate-cake-enthusiast @logicallyanxious9z @lunarsands @icefireanimates @that-one-furry-sky @selenadoom @davvero-annoiatx and anyone else who stumbles appon this!

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Thinking about restless spirit Tony Stark who just can't move on to the after life.

The first thing he does once he realizes he's an apparition is check on Pepper and Morgan. True to their word, they're okay. He watches them for a bit but feels this deep unrest pulling him away from the quaint home he yearns for.

There's a deep wrongness within him, some unfinished business that draws him back to New York.

He fears for a moment that it's Peter- but no, it can't be him. He'll be in Massachusetts right now, attending MIT as a freshman. There isn't a doubt in Tony's mind that his little genius is already making his mark.

Still, he follows the pull of his spirit to some dingy Queens' apartment he's never been to before.

It's deep in the night yet the apartment is empty. He looks around a bit, his body phasing through anything he attempts to touch.

It's small and dirty. There's old coffee cups on the desk, alongside a couple GED manuals. Great, the universe thinks he has unfinished business with some broke high school dropout.

He's pondering how he must have screwed up this kid's life; was it the Avengers, Stark Industries? Maybe his old playboy lifestyle is finally coming to bite him in the ass.

His contemplation is cut short by the sound of the window cracking open.

It strikes Tony for a moment that maybe he's stuck on Earth to be a guardian angel, Iron Man living on as some invisible protector against whatever creep is sneaking into people's windows. It doesn't make much sense considering the whole non-corporeal thing, but he still stiffens like he's ready for a fight.

He sees a man- no, a thing? A creature maybe, or an alien. Even in death Tony can't escape being one of Earth's mightiest heroes.

The creature is shrouded in darkness, something slick and bald crawling inside the room with terrifying grace and silence. It shuts the window with a soft kssssh as the seal is formed.

And then it pulls off its mask.

There, with the click of a table lamp, glows the face of Peter Parker.

He's definitely older now; sturdier shoulders, a rugged set of his jaw, hair tamed to something semi-professional. Still present, though, are those gentle brown eyes.

Nothing makes sense right now. Why is his kid here, in this apartment? Surely May wouldn't allow this. How many tenant laws does this place break? Where are his little sidekick friends? And on what planet would Peter Parker ever need a GED?

Tony's getting angry now, watching Peter move around the tiny space. He changes out of his costume and into pajamas. That spider suit isn't Tony's suit, it looks like cheap craft store fabric.

The kid opens a small freezer and pulls out the singular bag of peas that reside in there, pressing it against his ribs while he goes to pop some bread into a toaster.

Tony takes note of every glimpse he gains into Peter's life. Empty cabinets when he reaches for a jar of peanut butter. A fridge housing nothing but condiments and energy drinks when he goes to grab jam. A drawer with two spoons, no forks, and a paring knife which he pulls out and sticks into the strawberry jam jar just as the toast pops.

This is all so wrong.

Tony's outrage is coming to a rolling boil. Peter deserves the world- he was gonna give him the world. He couldn't wait to send Peter to MIT and show him off as his protégé. Tony was gonna fund his projects, tease him about pretty girls, maybe even see him step back from Spider-Man and act like a normal college kid. He wanted to see him flourish and grow up. It was all he could think about when Peter turned to dust between his fingers; he should be goofing off with his friends at a mathletes meeting, or building Legos, not fighting an intergalactic war.

Tony couldn't even conceive how much went wrong to end up here.

Alone. Broke. No school. He didn't even have his Stark suit to protect him. Everything that made him him has been stripped, leaving him in this shallow box with scuffed paint and hollow cabinets.

Tony can feel the violent rage burn deep in his spirit as he thinks about it.

This is why he's here. He can't let his boy live like this, wasting his potential to be some villain's punching bag. Where is everyone? Does no one care enough to stop this? The fury that builds in Tony is dangerous, wondering why a dead man is the only one who cares about the teen's life right now.

Without thinking Tony's hand reaches for the GED textbook, a mocking piece of work that laughs in his face, and throws it at the stupid little kitchenette that's mere feet from the bed.

It sails across the room with surprising speed before it's met with a thunk against Peter's palm, hand reaching out to catch it from the air before it collided with the toaster.

Oh.

Peter sets the book down and immediately picks up his web shooters, eyes darting furiously to every corner of the tiny apartment.

"Who's there?"

Tony steps a little closer but Peter's eyes just look right past him.

"C'mon Pete, c'mon. I'm here, I'm right here."

Tony looks for something else to grab. He swats at a hopefully empty coffee cup on the wooden desk, but his hand just passes right through it.

"Shit," the hope Tony felt waivers slightly and he tries again.

Nothing.

Peter is searching his apartment now, making sure the window is secure and feeling around every crevice, bookshelves, under the bed, in the top corners of the room. Searching for something nefarious, tech maybe.

Tony hits the cup, again and again, frustration building up and up and up till-

The cup flies across the room, Tony and Peter's eyes track its movements as it bounces against the ground and rolls to a stop.

"Shit," Peter breathes out.

Tony walks up to Peter now, standing before him.

"Figure it out. Think kid, you've met aliens, gods, magicians, surely ghosts aren't too far fetched."

Peter closes his eyes. His posture straightens, Tony watches him take a deep breath in as the hairs on his bare arms stand on end.

Peter's eyes blink open, and they're looking directly at Tony.

Tony smirks, "that's it."

Peter turns around and picks the cup off the ground, running to his desk with it and ripping a piece of lined paper out of a notebook and scribbling furiously on it.

Tony walks over as Peter places the cup in the center of the paper.

On the left is the word YES in bold print, NO on the right.

"Okay, okay okay. So, move the cup if, if you wanna talk. Um, is there someone in the room right now?"

Tony reaches for the cup, an intense glare as his fingertips graze it gently. It shifts minutely towards the YES.

"Shit! Shit. Sorry, whew. Okay. Are you friendly?"

Tony moves it to YES again.

"Are you a, um. Person? Like not an alien?"

YES.

"Are you wearing tech, invisibility suit or your molecules are uncalibrated or maybe it's a portal thing like, multiverse shit is happening again, a mirror universe! Oh, maybe a..."

Tony let's a frustrated sign. The kid is too practical, logical. He needs to think like a non-genius.

"... could be. Or, or maybe you're just a ghost-"

Tony perks up and immediately swats the cup, causing it to fly off the desk towards the YES.

"Oh. Oh that's... kinda normal. Or maybe really weird? I mean... I certainly have some ghosts in my past."

Peter picks the cup up and puts it back on the desk.

"Do I know you?"

YES.

"You said you were friendly, and I'm not getting any danger tingles from you. I'm gonna start with people I know are dead, cuz I just really hope you're not a... new ghost. Um. M-May?"

The boy's voice cracks on the word and Tony freezes. May is dead? Tony starts to fear that things are a lot more wrong than he previously thought.

Peter's breath catches and Tony realizes he's waiting, dying for an answer, and quickly pokes the cup towards NO.

Peter's shoulders sag.

"Uncle Ben?"

NO.

"T- Mr. Stark?"

Tony grins, "now we're getting somewhere!"

YES.

Tony is going to have his work cut out for him, but being here with Peter just feels right.

Peter breaks out into a matching smile.

"Wow, okay. I think I'm gonna need more paper," he says as the boy gets to work making a more complex system than YES and NO.

Tony watches on proudly, reminiscing about all the great Peter was and all the great he still is, despite his situation. Whatever this is, they'll figure it out.

Together.

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…keepy uppy?

they inventeed a new science called "dont let the balloon hit the floor" scientests are being vaery careful and bapping that thing before it can fall jumping over the couch and shit

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This is my cat! His name is Boop! Yes, his name really is Boop! Boop my Boop!

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reblog if you are ok with mass booping

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I don’t have the attention span to read over 10k. All my bookmarks are one-shots. Y’all are missing out

Fanfic tiktok is wild... I see so many people saying shit like "I could never read anything below 60k!!", or "What story can you even tell in under 5k words?" or "A oneshot below 10k isn't even a story!" or "I always filter completed fics by 100k< only!"

And I'm like...

A) which fandoms are you reading fics for where you have this kind of offerings on the regular?

B) have you heard of short stories? If you truly think every story NEEDS to be longform to connect with people, I sincerely feel sorry for you.

C) Average novel length is between 50k to 100k. I'm sorry, but CONSISTENTLY demanding fic writers to push out fics of that length is insane. Just think about it: YOU DEMAND AUTHORS TO PUT OUT FICS THAT COMPARE TO COMMERCIAL NOVELS IN LENGTH (AND QUALITY) AS A BASELINE.

Yall are wilding.

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I CANNOT HEAR THE WORD CRAZY ANYMORE WITHOUT QUOTING THIS. I was talking to my mom about something and she said “That’s crazy?” I had to physically stop myself from saying “Crazy? I was crazy once.” The “crazy” was on the top of my tongue

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I'd care if the person I reblogged this from committed suicide.

Reblog this from anybody. literally. ANYBODY. even if you dont like them or even know them that well. YOU COULD SAVE THEIR LIFE.

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I'd care if the person I reblogged this from committed suicide.

Reblog this from anybody. literally. ANYBODY. even if you dont like them or even know them that well. YOU COULD SAVE THEIR LIFE.

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THIS IS MY PATRON!!!!

I’m playing a warlock right now named Jupiter and their patron is named Callisto. Jupiter doesn’t know shit about their family. They survived on the streets and have no memory of their parents or any relatives.

One day, Callisto found Jupiter and agreed to help them find their family for a small price of being a warlock for them. However, Jupiter is quite anxious about not living up to their potential as a warlock. They keep offering Callisto his choice of offerings, quests, etc.

Callisto told Jupiter that their debt has been paid a long time ago but Jupiter doesn’t know what he means by that.

The plot twist: Callisto is Jupiter’s deceased grandfather. I know, but Jupiter doesn’t yet. My next session is tomorrow and I’m really excited!

Warlock patron who is essentially an overprotective parental figure and keeps fussing over the warlock asking if they’ve eaten enough or if they have enough spell slots for this adventure, warlock who is essentially a mildly spoiled child figure who breaks out the puppy dog eyes whenever they want more cookies I mean powers from their mom I mean patron.

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Dyslexic adventures!

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“i can fix him” “i can make him worse” i can imagine him in little scenarios every night as i’m falling asleep

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reblog if the first musical you listened to was not Hamilton

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Bro I love this so much!!!

i like the idea of peter functioning like a service dog on accident because of his senses like. him and tony are just chilling one day and all of a sudden he's like wtf r u ok??? and tony is like ???? and then it turns out he's having a heart attack

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1. Counting Sheep - The Crane Wives

2. Two - Sleeping at Last

3. Gabriel - Alec Benjamin

4. Blow My Brains Out - Tikkle Me

5. Love Love Love - Of Monsters and Men

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hihi Blu! Idk if this is appropriate or not, but I have a tag game for u

you have to name your top five favorite songs, and tag people you'd like to get to know better! It can be as few as one or as many as two hundred people lmao

and btw you can do a closed circle by sending each other songs without mentioning anyone else!

hope it's will be fun, have a great day 🤗🤗🤗

Omg!! Thank you sm! I love tag! and tag games hsjshsj xD (THIS IS SUCH A HARD CHOICE I HAVE SO MANY FAVS 💀)

These are my favorite songs as of recently:

OUCH by Nxdia.

SUCKER 4 GREEN by LIL TAY.

PUNK TACTICS by Joey Valence and Brae.

Bathroom Floor by Sophie Powers.

Great Time to be Human by Jagwar Twin.

(honorable mention since I'm listening to it rn lmao, Safe Place by Tony22.)

Tagging my moots and anyone else who wants to join! @jeysecretive @corffee @sonicthehedgehogunofficial @oddogoblino @urunclesonic @shadows-coffeebeans @silentwolflily @fleshbook @paracosmicessence @niyana-the-ambiguous-mobian @the-void-is-a-disappointment @milkfroggo @kingsnooz @thebluebafoon 💞💖💖💞💖💞💖