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You’re into the older type- pt. 2

(A/N): I kinda skipped a few years just so peter would be 18 and then it wouldn’t be all awkward and shit

Requests: A part 2 to You’re Into The Older Type where Natasha and Tony decide to recruit you into the Avengers and they have no idea that you’re the older woman Peter is dating until he’s the one to convince you to join please

Warnings: slight age difference?

Tags: @mcuimxgine, @ifoundlove-x0vanessa0x, @saradi1018, @holland-toms @superwholockian309, @fly-f0rever, @capbuckthor, @l8nitl0vr

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Originally posted by chrisbeck

   “God,” Tony mutters as he throws his phone down onto his work table, rubbing his hands down his face as he does. “How hard is it to get someone to join our team?” Peter perks up a bit from his homework, it was pointless really, he was already a senior in high school, he had all of his credits, why couldn’t he just graduate early? 

   “Maybe I can help?” Peter asks, setting his foods and nutrition homework aside, anything to help him get away from his school work sounded good to him. 

   “I’d like to see you try kid, we’ve been contacting this mutant for months now but they always refuse our offers,” Peter hums as he stands from his spot, making his way over to Tony’s side. 

   “Okay, well, what do they have to offer to us?” 

   “Elemental manipulation, some pretty heavy stuff,” Peter’s lips make a perfect ‘o’ shape as a sudden realization hits him. He only knew one other person out there with a power such as extreme as elemental manipulation and that was (Y/N). 

   “I think I know exactly how to win them over,” 


   (Y/N) opened their apartment door to find Peter there, holding some flowers and their favorite food, smiling at them brightly. 

   “Hey,” His voice is soft, not weak and awkward like it once was, through the three years he’d been able to grow into himself a little more and that included his voice. “I brought you some stuff,” (Y/N) smiles as they let Peter in, opening their door enough to let the Spiderling inside. He looked so- so grown now. It had only been three years since that day in the car but it looked like ten on Peter. He’d aged so fast in those few years whereas (Y/N) had remained exactly the same as that fateful day. 

   “I thought you had homework?” (Y/N) asks as Peter sets the food down on their kitchen table alongside the flowers he had quickly grabbed on his way over. 

   “I did but uh- It got boring so I thought I’d come visit you,” (Y/N) smiles as they waltz over to Peter’s side, immediately wrapping their arms around his waist as they do. 

   “Well, I’m glad you finally decided to come visit. It’s been- what? 2 weeks?” Peter winces a bit as he wraps his arms around (Y/N), tucking his chin atop their head too. Peter had grown quite a bit in those few years too, he was no longer this small scraggly kid, he was tall and lean and well toned. Everything about him was just so much more mature than (Y/N) could have ever expected. 

   “Sorry, I’ve been so caught up with Missions and homework and it’s just been-” Peter sighs, rubbing his cheek against (Y/N)’s hair. “It’s been hectic, I’m sorry. And um, speaking of the Avengers-”

   “I knew there was a catch to your visit,” (Y/N) mutters, pulling away from Peter. 

   “Wait (Y/N),” Peter sighs, following along their side as they stomp out of their kitchen. “Please just listen,” 

   “I don’t want to join Pete,” (Y/N) sighs as they walk down their hall, stopping to pick up some laundry they had dropped. “I think the fact I’ve ignored all of Tony’s calls should be worth something,” 

   “But (Y/N), Imagine how fun it’d be! We could work together, we’d be able to spend more time together-” 

   “And if one of us died we’d have to see it? Wouldn’t we?” (Y/N) turns and folds their arms over their chest, glaring at Peter a bit. “It’s not all fun and games Pete, there’s downsides to this Avengers business too. Just think of Bucky and Wakanda, think of Clint and his family, think of poor Wanda who’d been locked up in that base, being treated like some animal. I couldn’t-” (Y/N) sighs, letting their hands drop to their sides. “I can’t see that happen to you Peter, it would break me,” Peter nods solemnly as he takes a step forward, reaching for (Y/N)’s hand. 

   “You don’t have to join if you don’t want to, but maybe- maybe you could think about it?” (Y/N) sighs again, slowly but surely nodding their head. 

   “I’ll think about it,” 

   “Good,” Peter beams as he leans forward to press a kiss to (Y/N)’s forehead.”Now I’ve brought some shitty food for us to eat, and we’re going to binge watch Sharknado, okay?” (Y/N) smiles, nodding their head happily. 

   “That sounds great,” 


   “I can’t believe you convinced me to do this,” (Y/N) mutters as Peter drives them up towards Stark Tower, a wide smile upon his face. “This is such a stupid idea,” 

   “It’ll be fun!” Peter looks to (Y/N) for a split second, beaming at them. “Everyone here is gonna love you,” 

   “Oh yeah,” (Y/N) sighs, unable to stop a small smile form overtaking their features. “I’m sure everyone is gonna love me and my sarcastic ass,” 

   “I love your sarcastic ass,” Peter smirks as he pulls into a free parking space, gliding into the spot smoothly. “And they will too, I promise,” (Y/N) gulps as Peter hops out of the car, making his way to their side to open their door for them. It appeared that Peter had also grown to be quite the gentleman. “Come on,” Peter offers them his hand as they step out of the car, being mindful of te pavement below them. (Y/N) takes his hand, squeezing his fingers as they make their way into the high class building. “It’ll be fine,” Peter promises as he presses a kiss to their cheek. “I promise,”


   (Y/N) gulped as they walked into Tony’s lab, squeezing Peter’s hand in fear. 

   “Mr. Stark!” Peter smiled at the older man, obviously proud of himself for wrangling (Y/N) into the building. “Look who I found,” Peter gestures to (Y/N) with his free hand, the other one slowly being squeezed to death by the mutant themself. Tony looks at them strangely, his eyes flickering between Peter and (Y/N) then down to their intertwined hands. 

  “Oh my god,” It suddenly clicks in his head, a wide smile overtaking his features. “Is this the older kid you’ve been dating?” Tony smiles as he drops the rag he’d been cleaning with, walking over to the two to introduce himself. Peter nods, beaming when (Y/N) blushes and shies away just a bit. For someone so bad ass they had the tendency to be shy around others and he thought it was the cutest thing ever. “Well I’ll be damned,” Tony smiles as he looks at (Y/N). “I’m Tony Stark, and you are?” 

   “I’m (Y/N), uh- the older kid that’s been dating Peter.” Tony smiles even more, a small chuckle falling from his lips. 

   “I’ve been dying to meet Peter’s mystery person for years, funny that it’d turn out to be the mutant I’ve been dying to have on this team,” 

   “It’s only been 3 Tony,” Peter adds in with a smile of his own. 

   “Either way,’ Tony waves a hand to dismiss him. “I’m glad I was finally able to meet you-” A small smirk rises to his lips as he speaks. “And I’m glad to you have on our team,” 

literaltrash354  asked:

So in art today we went around the room and said our favorite artist. My teacher did give us any time at all to think and i had to start. I panicked and said "mod ryuu?!" Kinda loud and the sank in my chair under to the table and did my work the whole class time still under it. But the thing is we were supposed to say deceased famous artists. My teacher being the cool dude he is sat on the ground with me.

{Mod Ryuu: Shit. Um. I’m honestly crying right now….? I never thought I’d be anybody’s favorite artist..? Like holy shit you have no idea how much hearing this means to me. Whether you meant to say me or not, thank you so much, Hun. I think you just made my whole year, to be honest. ;v;


((She’s my favorite artist too, you have good taste. I’m glad your teacher was cool about it. ~Mod Silver))

when the storm hits, hold on tight to your silver lining

(set just before Phoenix’s disbarment is finalised but soon after he gains the shining light that is Trucy)

Percy Weasley

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“He is tired of life. He has madness in his soul.”

Alexander Siddig as Mr. Shaitana, “Cards on the Table” - Agatha Christie’s Poirot [2006]

Composition au vase de fleurs = Composition with Vase of Flowers
Pablo Picasso (Spanish; 1881–1973)
1947
Lithograph in colors, on Arches paper
Kunstmuseum Picasso Münster, Münster, Germany
© VG Bild-Kunst, Bonn 2016 / Succession Picasso

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Lestrade doing some real talk