AMONG US AU WHERE PETER IS ALL SWEET AND EVERYONE IS LIKE “protect pink” BC PETER HAS A KID AND NO ONE KNOWS IF ITS HIS CHILD OR NOT OR WHAT BUT WHEN IMPOSTER TONY GETS ALONE WITH PETER, HE NEVER HURTS HIM, HE ALWAYS MAKE’S SURE PETER IS OKAY AND WHEN ITS JUST TONY AND PETER LEFT ON THE SHIP, TONY CONFESSES AND PROMISES TO PROTECT PETER FORWVER
You have my full attention 👁️👁️
Just to clarify a couple things:
“Post-menopause” means a woman over 45 who has not had a period for over a year and is therefore through menopause.
If you are post-menopause and experience any vaginal bleeding, even a small amount, see a doctor and get it checked out.
There are other causes of bleeding, including polyps and changes to the uterine lining after menopause due to hormonal changes, which are the most common reasons. BUT cancer is a possible cause, and the earlier cancer is found, the better. Endometrial cancer is extremely dangerous because there is no way to screen for it, so it often advances before it’s found, which, like pancreatic cancer, makes it so deadly.
Here at the end of Ovarian Cancer Awareness Month, I remind y’all that this is true of all gynecologic cancers. The symptoms are fairly vague for all of them, and aside from cervical cancer, there’s no reliable screening.
But unusual bleeding (or if your period stops when you’re not pregnant or old enough for menopause, which is how mine presented) is something you need to have checked out no matter your age. Especially if it’s in combination with bloating or back/pelvic pain. These can be signs of significant health problems, not just some discomfort you need to push through.
WTF. People with uteruses need to be told this!
Peter Parker ahegao. For Tony or whoever you want.
Not really nff… That’s drool, I swear…
I’m gonna reblog this until people care because I love this sketch.
I don’t if anyone has shared this but I just found it on fb and it made me 🥺
REST IN PARADISE KING 👑
credit: IG:_courtney_luv
Prompt: Tony picks peter up from school and sees him kissing a boy and tony gets jealous and when he asks who it was peter tells him it was Harry Osborne and he rages bc Norman Osborne is his competition
Ooh. Thank you for the prompt, I think I’m gonna enjoy writing this one.
Tony gently set the flowers in the backseat. He’d bought them on a whim, thought that since he was going to pick up Peter, they might be appreciated.
Peter loved flowers. He loved them all -- ranging from the big, colorful ones that seemed to swallow him whole, to the ones with petals softer than silk, and the ones with thorns that pricked him and made him bleed all over himself.
Tony would’ve thrown out any flower that stabbed him, but not this time. He glared forlornly at his bleeding finger, bringing it to his mouth to soothe the slight throb.
He parked in the parking lot of the campus, relaxing in his seat and observing the college students milling about the lawn. There were people all over the campus, talking and laughing brightly amongst themselves. On one side of the lawn he spotted a group of friends tossing a frisbee back and forth. On the other he saw a group crying into their flashcards.
Tony snorted, sliding his phone out of his pocket to text the one person he had eyes for on this campus.
Tony: Where are you? I’ll die of old age sooner than you get here.
He stared ahead listlessly. Finally, after seven minutes (which really felt like an eternity), he noticed the familiar head of curls making its way through the crowd. As soon as he emerged, Tony felt his heart skip, and rolled his eyes at his own reactions. He was about to step out of the car and greet Peter when he noticed an unfamiliar boy walking next to him.
Tony observed them carefully. They both looked excited about something, gesturing wildly with their hands and bumping into each other with each step they took.
Tony shrugged. Peter always looked excited, so, nothing out of place there. He continued to watch the two talk, smiling fondly when Peter tripped over a slippery patch of grass. The other boy caught him and pulled him up easily. They stopped walking at the parking lot and wrapped their arms around each other in a parting hug.
Tony was glad that Peter had managed to make a friend. College was hard enough without also having no one to speak to.
He wasn’t feeling so glad when the boy leaned down and pecked Peter on the lips.
Tony’s jaw dropped, and he couldn’t do anything but stare at the boy as he turned away from Peter and climbed into a discreet black car. He was still dazed when Peter tugged on the locked door, bouncing on his heels as he waited for Tony to unlock it.
He took a deep breath and pressed the button that released all the locks, allowing Peter to slide in and buckle up.
“Hey, Tony!” Peter exclaimed, turning to face him, “You’ll never guess what happened. So, you know how I was stressing about that test for Chemistry? Turns out I shouldn’t have worried so much, ‘cause the test isn’t even today, it’s next week.”
Tony hummed along to his words, offering him eloquent responses such as, “Really?” and “Wow”. He couldn’t pay attention to anything Peter was saying. His mind kept playing the same scene in his head over and over: the boy, leaning down with zero hesitation and brushing his lips against Peter’s in a brief kiss.
He couldn’t take it anymore and interrupted Peter in the middle of his tangent about crunchy peanut butter.
(Peanut butter? How did we get there?)
“Who was that boy?” Tony asked sharply.
Peter stopped talking, glancing at him weirdly. “What boy?”
“The one you were walking with. Him. Who was he?” Tony tapped his foot anxiously against the clean carpet in his car.
“Oh!” Peter brightened, “That was Harry. We met a while ago ‘cause we have some classes together, and now we’re friends.”
“Friends? Seemed like something else to me.” Tony scoffed.
Peter frowned quizzically. “What do you mean?”
“Don’t play dumb, Pete,” Tony sighed deeply, “I saw him kiss you.”
“So?”
Tony raised his brows. “So, friends don’t do that.”
“This one does,” Peter said honestly, “It’s his rich people quirk. You have those too.”
“Rich,” Tony repeated, “And how is a college student rich enough to have a quirk?”
“I mean, I guess being heir to Oscorp helps.” Peter shrugged.
The car protested loudly when Tony slammed on the breaks, coming to an abrupt halt as he whirled around to face Peter.
“Oscorp?” Tony hissed dangerously, “My fucking competitor? And you’re friends with him?”
“I don’t see why it’s a big deal,” Peter said warily, rubbing his arm in an attempt to calm him.
“It’s a big deal because this is my enemy. What if he gets details about SI from you?” Tony snapped.
Peter blanched, hurt pooling in his eyes. “What, do you not trust me to keep my mouth shut? I know your work is confidential.”
“This isn’t about trust,” Tony explained, rushing to rid of Peter’s hurt even through his anger, “He could see any designs or plans you leave out, stuff like that. Or steal from you.”
“I trust him,” Peter said stubbornly.
“Damn it, Peter,” Tony grunted, running a hand through his hair in frustration.
Without pausing to debate the pros and cons, he grabbed the collar of Peter’s shirt and yanked him forward and onto his lap, mashing their mouths together roughly. It wasn’t a perfect kiss, teeth clashing and tongues moving where they shouldn’t, but Tony liked it.
He channeled his anger through the kiss, barely allowing himself to breathe, just continuing to rove his lips desperately over Peter’s.
Eventually, Peter pushed him away to suck in a few deep breaths, his eyes wild and confused as he watched Tony do the same.
“What was that?” Peter asked breathlessly, chest heaving.
“Uh,” Tony gulped, “Be my boyfriend?”
Peter blinked at him. “Yeah, sure. Okay.”
“Okay.” Tony agreed, a sheepish grin forming on his face.
Peter looked around the car awkwardly, and noticed a bouquet of wine red roses.
“Are those for me?” Peter cooed, tension immediately melting away to be replaced by adoration.
Tony reached back without looking and pulled out the flowers with a flourish, grumbling when they pierced him again with their thorns.
“Not too cheesy, are they? Roses.” Tony wondered.
“No. Some people say roses are too cliche, but I love them. There’s a reason so many people like them. Thank you, Tony.” Peter said gratefully, tentatively gripping Tony’s chin to plant a small kiss on his mouth.
“Yeah, no problem,” Tony grinned, “Especially if that’ll be your reaction each time I get them.”
They cuddled uncomfortably in the driver’s seat until Tony remembered something.
“No friendly kisses with Osborn, though,” Tony cringed, “I can’t make you stop being friends, but... please.”
“No more friendly kisses.” Peter agreed, laughing.
So, that didn’t turn out very well :/ but I hope you like it anyway, anon!
It’s the first week of summer and Peter’s got a date.
Jacob is nice, and Peter’s changed his shirt three times, and the bar is warm on this June evening, and thriving. Dancing bachelorette parties, the game on the big screen tvs hanging from the ceiling and-
Jacob’s twenty minutes late.
But that’s fine, Peter’s fine, he pulls at his cuffs, tucks a curl behind his ear, bites his lip, refuses the temptation to look at his phone.
Maybe he should call Ned, Ned would know what to do-
“You waiting for someone, gorgeous?”
Peter looks up, feels colour rush to his cheeks. Dark eyes, a mouth that’s sinful, smirking, in a tight fitting shirt and- “Oh um, no-yes- I mean.” Peter manages a smile. “I might’ve been stood up? But, he probably- something probably came up. Or maybe I had the date wrong.”
Smirk looks at him. Sizes him up. “Let me buy you a drink, bambi.” He says.
SO SO SOOOOOO GOOD ♥️♥️♥️😭😭♥️♥️♥️
tw angst, mentions of drinking- but a happy ending.
It’s done.
It’s finished.
Tony realises it a little suddenly. Feels cold and hollow all over. Riddled.
Dusk has just gone, and the fresh darkness seeps in through the windows. The penthouse is empty. It’s just him and his perfect furniture and his state of the art, pioneering technology.
Peter’s gone.
Of course, he’s been gone for months now. Shuffled out, head held irritatingly high, face drawn tight, stuff in boxes, and stayed with his aunt.
Whatever, Tony thinks bitterly, the kid’s 300 million dollars better off, he’ll buy a nice beach house somewhere and Tony will never see him again.
Mr. Wobbles, the fucking awful cat, is gone too. He was Peter’s Tony had realised, even as he’d argued for it over the glass table.
“Yours!” Peter had screeched, making the lawyers on both sides wince. Making Tony smirk victoriously, finally, at having gotten a reaction. “I adopted him, Tony. Me. My name is on all the papers, you- you hate him! You never feed him, or play with him, or give him treats, Mr Wobbles is mine!”
“Tony,” Peggy Carter, his (very expensive) lawyer, had touched his arm and said quietly, “it’s a cat. Do you really want the responsibility?”
Tony had slunk back into the leather seat. Shrugged and looked away like he didn’t care if the cat lived or died.
He does care, is the thing.
Omgg my heart 😭😭😭💗💗💗💗💗
THE FACT THAT HE GETS MUSCULAR AND BIGGER EACH TIME WE SEE HIM I AM NOT OKAY
So this idea came to me last night when I was watching The Judge last night, and then this moodboard: https://starker-sorbet.tumblr.com/post/621126218595614720/car-mechanic-tony-x-high-school-student-peter# by @starker-sorbet except with the roles slightly reversed.
Peter is around 21/22 in this, Tony around 47/48. I think it goes without saying that if you are NOT interested in Starker you shouldn’t read this, but apparently people still need the warning. If you are interested in Starker, then please feel free to give this a read, and I hope you enjoy!
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On the surface, Tony Stark had the perfect life. A successful company, exquisite home, a beautiful wife and a daughter he adored. He felt an enormous guilt when those things began to become less and less meaningful.
After a year of putting on a united, loving front in public and endless hushed arguments in private, he and Pepper had decided to divorce. The ultimate decision came when the arguments dissolved into silence, neither having the energy to keep up any sort of facade, even that of an unhappy couple. They were practically strangers now, the house big enough to accommodate distance.
This is amazingggggggg so good!!! I hope you do continue this ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️
This version makes more sense. It seems more like who Steve was and what he stood for compared to his character’s ending in Endgame. Morgan and Pepper would still have Tony & Steve wouldn’t be ruining the life Peggy already had.
Also the “end of the line” part with Bucky in this alternate ending would’ve been the best way to end their friendship.
Excellent thread.
Reblogged especially for the de-radicalization info. I don’t know who might need it, but I’m sure someone does.
So after days of pleading with other countries to spred awareness about the current situation in Serbia, a tweet with a video showing police brutality got spread:
And a lot of the responses were:
Apparently only problems worth talking about are those of first-world countries. And it seems that to a lot of people Europe will always remain just England, France, Germany and Italy. And let all of us living in small countries oppresed by totalitarian regimes rot ig.
I am sick of this selective activism.
And Fuck America.
Serbia’s leader, Aleksander Vucic, is very similar to Trump in that he is more of a TV person than an actual educated politician. I think the two are even friends, or at the very least Vucic looks up to Trump.
Their issue regarding police in Serbia stems less around the BLM movement and more so around the pandemic and the country’s response to it.
When the pandemic began, they imposed what was essentially a military curfew on the people. Anyone caught outside for any reason was beaten by officers and thrown in jail. This didn’t even help flatten the curve overall because the leader continued to allow soccer matches and other big social gatherings to take place.
Not only that, but around the time of the election in June of 2020, Vucic made the abrupt claim that the virus was gone and it was safe again, and he lied about the number of cases and deaths. Obviously, this was a ploy for him to get reelected. In fact, they lied so bad that they messed up the distribution of data, so people caught on rather quickly. But either way, people believed him, he got reelected, and he immediately went back on his claim, continuing to throw people in jail if caught outside. The people were rightfully pissed and riots broke out.
So yes, Serbia does have it extremely bad. Just because it’s a small country doesn’t mean it’s issues are irrelevant, and anyone who feels they can dismiss this shit because these aren’t Americans can fuck off. You clearly don’t care about other people.
Please reblog this version of the post because no one knows anything about Serbia and they are experiencing their own Trump reign.
Fucking sick of things like this being dismissed because it’s small countries in Europe
Help raise awareness for Serbia!!
Based on this by @satanic-starker ♥ Hope you enjoy, friend.
Warnings: consensual somnophilia, utter and explicit filth.
There’s a text waiting for Tony when he steps off the plane: Come straight home. I’ll have dinner ready for you.
😳😳😳💕💕💕
IT MY FACE.
Tried to post this earlier but it disappeared. I don't plan on leaving it up forever anyway, but I was feeling okay today so I actually took pictures of myself...enjoy I guess?
YESSS OMGGGG. IT'S SO PRETTYY, THE COLORS ARE EVERYTHINGGG 😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍
a massive explosion just rocked the capital city of lebanon, beirut. footage of the explosion has been captured, and it is horrific and terrifying. dozens and maybe even hundreds of people have been injured and the reports have confirmed at least 10 people dead. reports are still coming in.
hospitals are overwhelmed. the lebanese red cross has sent out an urgent message in need of blood donations of all blood types. open transfusion centers to help aid in this disaster are currently
if you have loved ones in lebanon or you are aware of someone who has loved ones in lebanon, i strongly urge you to reach out to them as soon as possible. if you don’t have loved ones in lebanon, i hope you at least spread the word to help others and keep beirut in your thoughts today.
this all started just barely two hours ago, and the reports are still coming in with updates. keep an eye on the news, if you can. stay safe.
the country of lebanon and it’s people have been struggling intensely recently due to political unrest, famine, covid-19, and an economic crisis. please read this twitter thread by a lebanese user for more information and how to help, along with this carrd
additionally, a carrd has been made concerning the beirut explosion and it consists of information on emergency relief, access to breaking news about the catastrophe, and, especially, information on blood donations.
multiple lebanese twitter users have urged against monetary donations as they will have a far far smaller impact than intended. what they are asking for is blood donations and raised voices, along with the sharing of these resources on current events in lebanon.
please keep your heart, mind, eyes, and ears open to lebanon, the city of beirut, and its people right now.
click here for live updates on the beirut explosion from the guardian. thank you @goblinlibrary for the link. there are now reports of over 30 people dead and 3000 people injured.
Actually multiple Lebanese twitter users are begging everyone to donate to the Lebanese red cross.
Here’s a tweet that shows you how to do it from their app. It’s preferred that you use this to directly donate to them.
thank you for the update! at the time of writing the initial responses to this post i had not seen anything about where donations would benefit most in being directed towards. though it was unintentional, i apologize for the spread of misinformation and encourage not only donations directed towards the lebanese red cross but to make sure to stay updated about how to best aid in providing emergency relief, just as this response has helped update my post.
IT MY FACE.
Tried to post this earlier but it disappeared. I don't plan on leaving it up forever anyway, but I was feeling okay today so I actually took pictures of myself...enjoy I guess?
Omggg the mask is so cute!! And I love your hair colors 😍😍😍
Prompt: Peter wearing Tony’s mit sweater and being all cute and shit but he forgets he’s wearing it when he goes to have movie night with the avengers and they “say nice sweater where’d you get it?” And tony just melts when peter looks down and says “oh it’s Tony’s” and when peter goes to cuddle he feels that tony has a boner and peter decides to help him with it
I’ve gone for a very slight AU here where The Avengers are all a little younger (>30) and there’s been no Civil War. I’m imagining Peter between 18-22 here. Everyone lives as one big happy, fluffy family at the Tower as is true to every fanfiction post A1 lmao.
TW/Kinks: Slight public sex | Slight exhibitionism | Frottage | Grinding
“Nice sweater, kid. Who’d you steal it from?” Clint’s teasing words made Tony look up, gaze flitting from the sprawled archer to the doorway, because there was only one member of the team that ever got called kid. He drank in the sight of Peter stood there, sleep rumpled from his nap, looking soft and huggable and warm where Tony’s old MIT sweater draped over his frame, the sleeves a little too long and the hem loose from frequent wear around his hips.
Peter flushed a rosy pink, head ducking a little as if he’d forgotten he was wearing it. Which, knowing the kid, he actually had. It made Tony’s heart feel huge and warm in his chest, softened by the sight of his lover. Their relationship was relatively new, but Tony had no shame in admitting he was smitten already.
“Ah,” the other man breathed softly, looking sheepish. “Tony”. He looked up then, warm-honey eyes meeting Tony’s with a generous smile, like the mere thought of the man made him feel content. Tony had left him in bed that morning to deal with a day of Stark Industries business, the boy sleepy and sated, bidding him a good day with lazy cheerfulness.
“Might as well keep it, seeing where you’re off in September” Steve noted, a touch of proudness in his voice where he curled between Barnes’ parted thighs. Peter had been accepted into MIT (with no meddling from Tony aside from a glowing recommendation) and they were all impossibly proud of their youngest member. It meant that Peter would be away for a while, but Tony was too proud to be selfish.
“I’ll just steal his, then” he announced, beckoning Peter over. He’d claimed a padded double seat for himself and Peter, knowing the tendency the other’s had to sprawl all over each other in a suffocating puppy pile. Nice enough as that was, he wanted to curl up with his boyfriend away from the others. That, and, his cock had taken as much interest in Peter’s appearance as the rest of him, and he had no desire to give anyone else ammunition against him.
YESSS AVZVSVXVX
Werewolf AU where an omega from another pack is trying to tempt Tony into mating to the point where the rival keeps warning Peter away from Tony. Peter backs off thinking Tony wants this to strengthen pack alliances, but Tony instead lays claim to Peter.
This is a fantastic idea and it was really fun to write so I hope it’s fun to read too!
Read it on AO3 here! It’s actually sfw so no TWs this time :>
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Peter has been seeing him around a lot lately, and he’s not sure what to think of it.
No one has ever tried to infiltrate their pack in any way before, so it feels odd to suddenly have a member from a different pack around all the time. Or, members, plural, because where James Barnes goes, others of his pack seem to follow.
But it’s not the others that Peter had a problem with. He’s actually come to sort of admire one of their Alphas, Natasha. She’s very intimidating, yes, but in a weirdly maternal kind of way. He doesn’t know what it is about her but she makes him feel both incredibly nervous and also infinitely safe at the same time.
Anyway, so that’s not what bothers him. What bothers him is that Barnes seems to be around with one objective and one objective only, and that is to secure some kind of agreement with their pack leader, Tony. And he’s trying to do it in a way that has Peter on edge.
I loved this story sooo much! 💙💗❤💗❤💗❤💗❤
If you are okay with it, I was wondering if you could do a body switch soulmate au. When you first make eye contact with your soulmate you switch bodies. You stay in each other's bodies for 24 hours. I feel like this could cause some shenanigans on both sides. Tony hasn't had to be taught anything in awhile and Peter doesn't know how to run a company.
I was a little apprehensive about this idea at first but honestly? I adore it. I am afraid, however, I took this away from the ‘humor’ pathway and plopped it straight down into ‘light angst’. Please accept my apologies for that - And I’d be happy to write something more lighthearted if this doesn’t hit the spot. Keeping your own emotions and mindset out of what you write is hard sometimes.
Slight AU in that they meet differently to CW.
TW: Light angst | Slight hurt
He was going to lose his fucking mind. He could feel each one of his IQ points disintegrating as he stared at the board (an actual digital board, what fucking year were they in? 2015?) and tapped his pen restlessly on the desk. He hadn’t been to school since he was eighteen. The last time he’d been in a classroom was January, giving a motivational speech to Princeton graduates.
He felt too small and too stifled and if this woman pronounced Epinephrine wrong one more time, he was going to launch his desk at her and snap that stupid board in half.
Because he could do that, now. Displays of sheer power. Because Peter Parker had been bitten by a genetically modified spider and Tony was currently occupying Peter’s body.
Soulmates were so, so overrated.
Please make a part 2 😭😭😭😭😭😭💗💗💗
