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I Know Your Wife (She Wouldn’t Mind) - Part Twenty

Summary: Your adoption is finalised and you get to know your new extended family at what you think is an Independence Day party. Genevieve corners you on your way back to the party, and Danneel helps you escape and relax when it all gets too much
Jared x Reader x Gen, Jensen, JJ, Donna, Gino, Danneel (mentioned extended Ackles/Graul family)
Words: 3.5k
Warnings: fluff, f/f kissing, mildly nsfw chat
Beta: @blacksiren

I Know Your Wife - Masterpost

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Driving, it seemed, wasn’t as difficult as you thought it would be.

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                                                    the way you did
                                                                         once upon a dream


Spare a thought today for Howard Ashman (May 17, 1950 - March 14, 1991)

Howard may have suffered in silence, but he did have a voice. No doubt he was secretive and tortured, but he is all too easily pigeon-holed as a tragic martyr. I implore you - please, please do not condense him down to something so simple. Howard was brilliant. A funny, complex, warm, strong-willed, loving, sensitive, intensely bright man; often sarcastic and moody, but always caring, and a wonderful friend. Do not remember him the way most choose to. He once was a child, who put on plays with the children in his neighbourhood. He was once a young man, who fell in and out of love. He once laughed, loudly and fully, losing control with happiness. He had a rare true artistic vision. Do not misremember. He was a man, he was whole, he was loved.

I was very lucky from the beginning.

Nobody can deny that Howard’s work was so uniquely funny, and clever, and entertaining. Yet at his most poignant, Howard wrote about the unifying existence of beauty and pain, of secrets and understanding, of darkness and love. Drawn in by the cleverness of his lyrics and then struck by his work’s truth, we are all represented in Howard’s often simple but ever-effective verse as we are confronted with the parallel need for home and purpose in a world full of cynicism and greed. Through song he gently fanned the sparks that ignite the human soul, turning them into burning flames, illuminating even the most mysterious corners of the human existence. Howard’s distinctive voice that remains so alive in his work, triggers a remembrance of the most instinctual and elemental emotions that drive us, at times seemingly evoking an older than ancient feeling of what it means to love and be loved. We are sarcastic, cynical, and troubled, but in those seldom-illuminated dark corners of ourselves, we are basic, we are children. 

Beneath the puppetry and games beats the heart of a romantic idealist longing for a world that doesn't and never did exist.  

The true tragedy of arguably Howard’s greatest and most heartbreaking song, Disneyland, is not at all that Doria believes in the fakery of the titular idyllic fantasy world. Not at all. The greatest tragedy of that song is that she knows the magic world she craves isn’t real, but she wants to live there anyway. What happened to Howard makes it painfully clear how cruel and unjust the world can be. But, and perhaps this is the greatest tragedy of all, against all reason we still believe in the beauty of our own wants, desires, and dreams. Against our better judgement, we still get lost in those safe imaginative realms of possibility. Because of Howard, there is still somewhere to which we can for a time escape, just like children - children who are acutely and disturbingly aware of the dark cruelty of our world. 

“This is a magical land,” Howard said, “you may now make a wish”

Hello....Got some SU theories

Hello, I realize I do not talk much, in fact rarely, but I wanted to get out 2 theories I have regarding the latest SU bomb to add to the mix. I apologize if some of what I have to say might have already been speculated or if this ends up being a spoiler of sorts. This is just my opinions.

The first thing I would like to talk about is Padparadscha, who I will refer to as Paddy for the rest of this post as Padparadscha is a bit of a mouth full. Paddy was certainly an interesting character who was hilarious to watch. I do think she is going to end up being an important gem to the series because of her power which is the subject of my first theory. At first glance it looks like she has exactly what the show describes; a slightly lagged behind future vision. However, I am purposing that she actually just has an extremely rare “past vision;” which is to say that instead of seeing the future, she can see into the past.

Now I think the reason why I think Paddy can see to the past is demonstrated throughout the episode. the slight “lag” time is just enough so the situation can be labeled as what has happened vs what is happening. That’s why she isn’t exactly saying what is happening while it is going on, which I feel would more accurately show the claim of a bad future vision better than the significant time they gave her to “see”. Now why is Paddy only doing the immediate past instead of, say, looking farther back?

I believe that is because of gem society and while none of the imperfect gems claim to be perfect, no matter what, people (and gems) like to keep up with social expectations. Without going into true psychology which is too heavy for this post, most people (I think) will agree that even outcasts would like to be part of a community which is why the imperfect gems were so eager to go with Steven. They could go to another community that would embrace their uniqueness, so they could belong. It feels good to be part of a larger group (not to say that differences aren’t important! but being different in a group that still accepts you is better then being different and alone).

SO, here is why I think Paddy simply hasn’t explored her ability to its fullest. I think from the moment she emerged, she was told that sapphires see the future and only the future. And she was told that she just has a bad future vision and nothing else. If you were told from birth that that you were supposed to and expected to play the piano, wouldn’t you put everything into playing the piano, even if you weren’t good at it? That’s what I think Paddy is doing, she actively trying to do something she isn’t supposed to do. That’s why she is only “predicting” the most current past event because that is the closest she can do to future vision. Because that is what she knows is expected of her, even imperfect gems re-literate that to her when they describe her ability.

Now, my predication is that someone within the SU will finally recognize Paddy for what she can do and will encourage her to look farther back. Far enough that she might be able to finally say what happened to Pink Diamond? Because unlike the future, the past is can’t change. Which is why she might be the biggest threat to the Diamond society. My guess is that any other sapphire having this ability is immediately shattered, because aside from the vision, she is a perfect gem. This is why her ability, and gem, are so rare, just like her name sake. This leads me to believe Paddy might became the most important new character to the series. 

And this leads me to my biggest theory. WHAT HAPPENED TO PINK DIAMOND AND WHO SHATTERED HER? There have been tons of theories and none of them are hitting all of the marks that I believe happened. Before I begin my rant, here are a couple of things to that make the Rose Quartz did it false. Please note that there are tons of theories by many people smarter then me who pointed these things out that I physically can’t give credit to everyone. The only thing in this post I claim to be my thoughts is what actually happened because that is what I haven’t quite agreed with any one particular theory.Here we go!

The Sword, the Place, and the Method of Attack

From what we can gather, this is what we know to be true. Pink diamond stepped out of her carriage-thing apparently in Japan (where her carriage thing is) and was immediately “shattered” with a sword by Rose Quartz. This has been backed by Eyeball, Jasper, and Blue Diamond. I point out these characters because they do not have a reason to hid the facts (I will get to that later). So I believe that this event did happen the way is described. There are a lot of problems with this though. Most were pointed out by Blue Zicron and one from the SU fan base. The general guise I will describe in case anyone has been under a rock:

1) The sword that Rose Quarts owned and ever held did not destroy gems, it only poofed them (their physical form). This is confirmed by Bismuth who created the sword. Needless to say she wouldn’t have lied about this given everything that happened.

2) As Blue Zicorn pointed out, how did Rose Quartz even get in in the first place? Apparently by this time, Rose was already a wanted criminal and every rose quartz had at least been dismissed (but I don’t think bubbled) from being in Pink Diamond’s immediate guard. So how did an obvious rose quartz get that close to begin with?

3) What happened to Pink Diamond’s Pearl? From everything Blue Zicorn said, it seems implied that Pink Diamond’s pearl is MIA. Not even from the story it’s self, but is all but missing from homeworld too, as she should have been the one to tell the Diamonds what happened in detail.

So given everything that happened and what the show has given us the viewers I humbly present what I think actually happened. Again please note that this is just my guess.

First of, I think our Pearl was Pink Diamond’s pearl. The reason, she bares all the colors of the other diamonds which leads be to believe she was most likely a gift to her. Pink Diamond is the newest Diamond born from Earth, given the mural on the wall. I think when she was born, the Diamonds gave her a pearl as a present. Now Pink Diamond, I think, was actually a kinder Diamond, with her gem being on her belly and very naive. I think she did like earth and loved the life on it, but listened to her “sisters” on what to do with it (cluster). I do think she created the rose quartz(es) has helpers for the humans back on the zoo.

One Rose Quartz, our Rose, however, realized what would happen to the Earth when the cluster emerged. That’s when she started her rebellion. Before this though, I think she might have been in Pink Diamond’s immediate guard and got close to Pearl, so when Rose left, Pearl bounced too. I believe Pink kept this a secret though so the other diamonds wouldn’t get mad at her for losing her pearl. Now give it a few hundred years. Pink Diamond matures a little and starts to realize what Rose already figured out. I think she reached out to Rose to come out with a plan to potential save earth.

The plan was simple, stage a kidnapping/destruction of Pink, Rose would present the alive Pink to the Diamonds and the Diamonds would be so grateful that they would spared the Earth. This is what I believe the original plan was and the first part worked perfectly. Pink Diamond would stop her carriage thing, to greet her pearl who came back to her. I think that is how “Rose/Pearl” was able to get so close without anyone noticing. A Quartz might get attention, but a weak pearl? Not even a glance. I think Pearl got close to Pink then transformed into Rose Quartz and stabbed her with the sword. Pink merely poofed and Pearl picked her up and and left before anyone could do anything. It would look like Pink had been shattered, and Rose Quartz did it.

Now here is where things fell apart. I think White Diamond came to Earth first to see what had happened.She heard everything from the eye witness accounts and got furious with Rose Quartz. I think she must have called Rose out. Rose went ahead and went to the stand off with Pink (in gem form) in hand, White didn’t know this. Rose went to present Pink to White diamond, but upon White seeing Rose she attacked. Going to her defense, Rose lifted up her hand that had Pink in it and Pink got the full force of White’s attack. And Shattered. Because the only thing that can kill a diamond is another diamond.

Rose quickly feel apart and White realized what had happened. Rose leaves the scene (most likely in tears) and White calls in Yellow Diamond. Yellow sees what happens and hatches a plan with the grief/guilty White. She tells White to wipe-out everyone who potentially saw what really happened. They then retreat to homeworld saying that Rose killed Pink in the original kidnapping as it had more witnesses, but they destroyed Earth (with only top military knowing the cluster would take care of it). They decide not to tell Blue as she was particularly close to Pink. and the rest is history.

Now you might be asking yourself, how did I come to this conclusion? And my answer is the wall mural in the Centipeetle space ship. To me it shows the exchange. It shows Rose holding up a diamond and White Diamond attacking. I think the Centipeetles were able to write it down before White destroyed/corrupted them.

To me, my theory, explains a lot. Why Pearl doesn’t use transformation power as she was traumatized from the whole ordeal. Rose feeling guilty as she was the one to present Pink and therefore feels like she shattered Pink in a way. Why White diamond was absent during the trail? How could she face Rose Quartz (and Blue) knowing she did it and the potential of Rose exposing her as the real shatterer. And why Yellow was so mad at Blue Zicron for pointing out the holes in the kidnapping/shattering event and why Yellow was acting so guilty? Again this could be just a rambling of a SU fan, but I thought it was worth putting out there. Sorry for the long post! Here are some Gem Potatoes!

anonymous asked:

What does the doc do when the Host has a really bad vision? Like the kind where he just freezes for a second and then kind of just folds up and collapses (for some reason I picture his eyes starting to bleed really badly when this happens but I dunno why)

It’s become rare, the Host having visions so bad he loses all composure. Back when they where more common he had been alone, had nobody to look after him in the aftermath and changed his bloody bandages on his own. 

The first time it happens in front of Dr. Iplier, he has no idea what he’s supposed to do. He’s terrified because one moment the Host is excitedly talking about his cat and the next he’s crumpled on the floor, curled into a ball with his face tucked into his knees and his hands buried in his hair. 

And there’s so much blood, soaking into his new bandage, staining his coat and leaking onto the floor. Dr. Iplier’s heart nearly stops when he hears the sharp and painful exhails that the Host muffles into his coat, intermingled with whimpers and soft cries. He tries to place a reassuring hand on his shoulder but that only seems to make things worse because the Host wails and Dr. Iplier can’t make it stop. 

Afterwards, the Host is mortified and slightly ashamed because he’s never had a vision this bad in front of anybody and he tries to apologize for the blood on Dr. Iplier’s coat (and is quickly shushed for it because that’s not what matters). They’re both shaken and Dr. Iplier wonders what on earth the Host had seen to react the way he did. 

But eventually, they develop a system though the fact that it happens and often enough for the doctor to have found a method to help cope with it is… disconcerting. Especially since it only ever seems to happen around him. (Dr. Iplier doesn’t tell the Host that he prefers it this way because he’d rather be there to help than imagine the Host going through it on his own).

The Host explains that the sound of static helps, that turning off the light is for the best. Usually, he gets some sort of warning that he’s going to have a bad vision (a shiver up his spine, goosebumps along his arms, the charge of static in the air) and he suspects the reason he doesn’t feel those warning around Dr. Iplier is that he’s too relaxed. So Dr. Iplier plays a blank record, turns the light off. He hands the Host a book because then the Host can be distracted by something other than what’s going on his head. He can’t read it, but his powers allow him play it in his head, almost like a movie, a flurry of words and images. Afterwards, the Host is stuck in third person for a while, a coping mechanism to deal with the anxiety the visions leave behind. 

If he’s lucky, he’ll have his violin on hand so he doesn’t have to narrate at all. Often, Dr. Iplier stays in the room while he plays, if only to know he’s alright. 

Because personality goes a long ways

Introverted iNtuitive Feeling Judging
INFJs are distinguished by both their complexity of character and the unusual range and depth of their talents. Strongly humanitarian in outlook, INFJs tend to be idealists, and because of their J preference for closure and completion, they are generally “doers” as well as dreamers. This rare combination of vision and practicality often results in INFJs taking a disproportionate amount of responsibility in the various causes to which so many of them seem to be drawn.

INFJs are deeply concerned about their relations with individuals as well as the state of humanity at large. They are, in fact, sometimes mistaken for extroverts because they appear so outgoing and are so genuinely interested in people – a product of the Feeling function they most readily show to the world. On the contrary, INFJs are true introverts, who can only be emotionally intimate and fulfilled with a chosen few from among their long-term friends, family, or obvious “soul mates.” While instinctively courting the personal and organizational demands continually made upon them by others, at intervals INFJs will suddenly withdraw into themselves, sometimes shutting out even their intimates. This apparent paradox is a necessary escape valve for them, providing both time to rebuild their depleted resources and a filter to prevent the emotional overload to which they are so susceptible as inherent “givers.” As a pattern of behavior, it is perhaps the most confusing aspect of the enigmatic INFJ character to outsiders, and hence the most often misunderstood – particularly by those who have little experience with this rare type.

Due in part to the unique perspective produced by this alternation between detachment and involvement in the lives of the people around them, INFJs may well have the clearest insights of all the types into the motivations of others, for good and for evil. The most important contributing factor to this uncanny gift, however, are the empathic abilities often found in Fs, which seem to be especially heightened in the INFJ type (possibly by the dominance of the introverted N function).

This empathy can serve as a classic example of the two-edged nature of certain INFJ talents, as it can be strong enough to cause discomfort or pain in negative or stressful situations. More explicit inner conflicts are also not uncommon in INFJs; it is possible to speculate that the causes for some of these may lie in the specific combinations of preferences which define this complex type. For instance, there can sometimes be a “tug-of-war” between NF vision and idealism and the J practicality that urges compromise for the sake of achieving the highest priority goals. And the I and J combination, while perhaps enhancing self-awareness, may make it difficult for INFJs to articulate their deepest and most convoluted feelings.

Usually self-expression comes more easily to INFJs on paper, as they tend to have strong writing skills. Since in addition they often possess a strong personal charisma, INFJs are generally well-suited to the “inspirational” professions such as teaching (especially in higher education) and religious leadership. Psychology and counseling are other obvious choices, but overall, INFJs can be exceptionally difficult to pigeonhole by their career paths. Perhaps the best example of this occurs in the technical fields. Many INFJs perceive themselves at a disadvantage when dealing with the mystique and formality of “hard logic”, and in academic terms this may cause a tendency to gravitate towards the liberal arts rather than the sciences. However, the significant minority of INFJs who do pursue studies and careers in the latter areas tend to be as successful as their T counterparts, as it is *iNtuition* – the dominant function for the INFJ type – which governs the ability to understand abstract theory and implement it creatively.

In their own way, INFJs are just as much “systems builders” as are INTJs; the difference lies in that most INFJ “systems” are founded on human beings and human values, rather than information and technology. Their systems may for these reasons be conceptually “blurrier” than analogous NT ones, harder to measure in strict numerical terms, and easier to take for granted – yet it is these same underlying reasons which make the resulting contributions to society so vital and profound.

Beneath the quiet exterior, INFJs hold deep convictions about the weightier matters of life.Those who are activists - INFJs gravitate toward such a role - are there for the cause, not for personal glory or political power.

INFJs are champions of the oppressed and downtrodden.They often are found in the wake of an emergency, rescuing those who are in acute distress.INFJs may fantasize about getting revenge on those who victimize the defenseless.The concept of ‘poetic justice’ is appealing to the INFJ.

“There’s something rotten in Denmark.” Accurately suspicious about others’ motives, INFJs are not easily led.These are the people that you can rarely fool any of the time.Though affable and sympathetic to most, INFJs are selective about their friends. Such a friendship is a symbiotic bond that transcends mere words.

INFJs have a knack for fluency in language and facility in communication. In addition, nonverbal sensitivity enables the INFJ to know and be known by others intimately.

Writing, counseling, public service and even politics are areas where INFJs frequently find their niche.

My little puppeteer | Pt.3

Genre: Fuckboy!Calum, slight Badboy!Calum

Pairing: Reader x Calum

Word count: 3,771 

Summary: But there was something about him. Even if you knew he was bad for you, even if you knew he’d hurt you, even if you knew this wouldn’t end good for you, you had to know him. You had to see him again.  

Warnings: Smut, mentions of punishment, Dom!Calum

Prologue | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Epilogue

“Is that really all you want from me?” he hummed in your ear seductively. Your breath got caught up in your throat as he trailed his lips over your jawline. You nodded, feeling possessed in under his delicate, soft touch. “Yes,” you hoarsely whined. Abruptly and way too soon, he withdrew his touch and took a step back. He observed you through hooded eyes before clenching his jaw. His next words were raspy, and they took you off guard. They were, however, true.

“I don’t believe you.”

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anonymous asked:

Headcanon that Jack needs glasses from doing art late at night but doesn't realise it and just thinks it's normal not to be able to read big billboards and stuff until Davey tricks him into wearing Specs's glasses and he can see better..?

Omg okay on the one hand I support this because it’s cute but on the other I feel the need to spread accurate information about glasses because I wear them (well, contacts usually) myself. Since you can’t get bad eyesight from eye strain and trying on someone else’s glasses rarely makes your vision any better because of different prescriptions, allow me to propose some alternative glasses head canons:

  • Jack’s eyesight slowly gets worse and he doesn’t notice because it’s so gradual but eventually he’s holding things really close to his face to read them and Davey notices and is like??? what is my idiot of a boyfriend doing now???
  • So Davey makes him go to a opticians and get his eyesight checked
  • He’s incredibly short-sighted to not have realised earlier and Davey jokes that it’s because Jack is always stuck in his own little daydreams
  • Jack has to get glasses because he really can’t see much and it’s not safe
  • When he gets them he has a ‘whOA the world isn’t actually blurry’ moment and his surprised expression is so cute that Davey can’t help but laugh
  • But when he actually sees himself Jack hates how he looks in the glasses and is really self-conscious about it. It takes a couple of days of everyone, prompted by Davey, telling him he looks great, and Davey explaining that the glasses make it easier for him to see and do art, for him to start to acclimatise.
  • When Davey admits he thinks they make Jack look hot, that helps a lot too
Willing to Learn

A Vision x Reader Fic Request

For @this-kitty-has-claws because she whines but I love her, and she convinced me Vision needed more fiction.

Pairing: Vision x Reader   |   Word Count: 2800
Warnings: none, just fluff and stuff

You were standing in the kitchen, lit only by the glow from the stove, eating a bowl of cereal over the sink as you tried to slow your racing heart. You knew better. Oh how you knew better than to watch a scary movie by yourself at eleven o’clock at night, but nearly everyone was gone from the compound, and you’d really wanted to see The Conjuring which everyone else had watched without you when you’d been off on a mission for Fury.

Now you were halfway through and scared stupid, wolfing down cereal because your freaky ass stomach had decided it wanted food, requiring you to walk through the compound, alone, in the dark, at night, by yourself, to get something to eat. It was horrifying to realize A the compound was far bigger than you’d thought, and B the place was fudging scary at night. Had it always had so many shadows? Did it always make those noises? Were those footsteps or were you imagining things?

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Gold - Part One

Originally posted by littlemisssyreid


Characters: Bucky x original female character, Steve Rogers, Tony Stark (future chapters), Natasha Romanoff (future chapters), Arnim Zola

Summary: Elouise is your regular girl next door living in the 1940s - with a fiery attitude. Bucky Barnes couldn’t stand to let a girl like her go, so after much convincing, they go steady. Everything is wonderful until the war breaks out and Bucky leaves, never to return - until Elouise’s new job offer turns into a kidnapping. She is thrust into the world of Hydra when their newest asset - one Bucky Barnes - is uncooperative. She’s the only threat they have above his head, and they’ll use her in anyway they can to get him to break. What happens to Elouise when Hydra finally breaks Bucky? A story of loss, heartbreak, and a testament to the sheer power of unrelenting love.

Warnings: Angst, mentions of death, allusions to fluff, 40s!bucky (best warning), mentions of torture (future chapters), slow burn

Words: 3404

A/N: So I’ve been working on the entirety of this fic for an entire year now, and I figured now that people are reading my stuff I would post it in increments here :) PLEASE REBLOG AND LEAVE FEEDBACK I LOVE YOU ALL

1 - Elouise

I used to hate the heat. In the summer, I disliked the feeling of blistering warmth on my skin from the sun outside and the constant feeling of faintness that was easily associated. Truthfully, I hated it. I used to stand in front of the open refrigerator door in the warmer months only to be scolded by my father.

I hated summer until I met him in June. He was trouble, and at first I wanted nothing to do with him. Rightfully so, I was not going to be swept up off my feet with some line he’d used on 20 other girls prior to me. He was no knight in shining armour and I certainly had no interest in riding off with him into the delusional sunset that he’d paint in front of me.

And I didn’t… At least not right away. I wouldn’t be able to tell you exactly how it happened, but it did; I fell in love with him. The two of us were a whirlwind together, a wondrous storm that took place. We were perfect for one another, destined to be at each other’s side. I always knew we’d spend our lives together, however I didn’t think even for a second that it would be like this.

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Right. There’s gonna be ten trillion things to analyze in this here episode, so I guess I’ll get started by talking about how Sapphire is “Rare and aristocratic.”

“Rare” - Gems are simply made, so I suppose there must be big limits on what sorts of resources it takes to create certain Gems. If the Earth’s Kindergarten is anything to go by, Quartz soldiers must be common– or at least, Earth’s makeup lent itself to Quartz creation. It makes sense that Sapphires would be rare, as Future Vision is a hell of a talent.

“Aristocratic” - So Sapphire really is high up on the social ladder. I did just talk about this in an Ask yesterday– she’s wearing a fancy Princess-ass dress and everything.

(I don’t even care that Garnet just got Toph’d. Who needs Peridot?)

anonymous asked:

Tony/Vision *anon has instant regret but sends anyways*

“I brought you fluids,” Vision explained after a moment of Tony just staring at the berry smoothie in the synthezoid’s hands. “Humans need fluids regularly as well as food. Your AI FRIDAY informed me that you have not had either in quite some time. I believe this shall fill both requirements; although, my understanding is that food is better ingested in solid form than liquid.” 

“Thanks,” Tony answered hesitantly as he took the offered drink. When he’d locked himself away in his lab, he knew eventually someone would come in to check on him. He just hadn’t expected for it to be after only three hours or for it to be Vision.

Vision’s smile stretched across his face. “I am happy to provide you with sustenance, Tony. I’ll return in a few hours with solid food. Do you have any preferences?”

“Anything I can eat one-handed.”

Vision nodded. “Noted. I shall leave you to work for now.” With that, Vision spun around and left the lab.

“Must be something leftover from JARVIS,” Tony mumbled as he sipped the sweet berry concoction.

“What are you doing in here?” Tony had to keep his voice down when he walked into his lab and found Vision examining the small workout station Tony had put in the corner.

Vision beamed. “I noticed a while ago that some of yoru exercise equipment was looking a little lackluster. I cleaned it and made sure that all screws and bolts were firmly in place. Quite a few were loose.”

Tony’s exercise equipment wasn’t the only thing with a few loose screws. “You really didn’t have to do that.”

“But I did. You could have seriously injured yourself in the future if the equipment remained unmaintained.”

Vision had a point, but still… “Listen, if this because of some leftover coding from JARVIS, please don’t worry about it. I can take of myself.”

“I merely wish to help and provide you with care. You are my friend and someone I care deeply for, Tony. Therefore it is only fitting that I do my best to ensure your safety and health.”

Well, when Vision put it like that… “Okay. Just next time give a guy a warning before you show up randomly in his lab.”

“Will do.”

“Flowers?” Tony gaped at Vision.

“Is this not what people do when they care for someone?”

“There are many levels of care, and you have just crossed the line into love, my friend.”

“But I do love you.”

Tony’s brain stalled then restarted. “There is a difference between platonic love and romantic love.”

“Perhaps.” Vision gave a small nod then held out the bouquet of flowers to Tony. “But I love you all the same.”

Tony internally cursed at himself when he felt his cheeks heat up with embarrassment.

“What?” Tony glared at his teammates when they stared at Vision and him when they entered the living room holding hands.

“Nothing,” Everyone said in unison.

Vision preened, not at all fazed by everyone’s reactions. “Shall we sit in the love seat, Tony?”

Tony blushed and bowed his head. “Yeah, yeah.” He tugged Vision toward the love seat. “Just don’t pester me with questions the whole time we’re watching the movie.”