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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.

My wife and I have a little game we play called "Speaking From Ignorance."

To play Speaking From Ignorance, all you need is a phone with a voice recorder, and another person who knows considerably more or considerably less about a topic than you do. The topic can be anything: from "how to bake a quiche" to "what happens in the Peter Jackson Hobbit movies" to "who is Florence Pugh" to "how does the traveling salesman problem work." All that matters is that one of you has a firm grasp on the material, and one of you absolutely the fuck does not.

Then the person who knows about the topic turns on the recorder, and says to the person who knows barely anything: "Hey - tell me everything you think you know about [X]."

The speaker is then not allowed to ask any questions. Nor is the expert allowed to volunteer any information. The expert is allowed to pipe up with a faintly incredulous "Oh--really? Do you--do you think so?" from time to time, but for the most part, the expert's job is just to sit there and make encouraging sounds while the speaker digs their own grave.

This is never not funny.

The reason you record it is because, very often, the first thing the speaker wants to do after finishing the recording is find out how you actually make a quiche, or whatever. Then you both get to go back and listen to how wrong they were.

We have a small library now of Speaking From Ignorance recordings, and I'm going to be listening to them until I'm eighty.

Shipping Sam and Joaquin 70% bc I think it would be funny for Sam and Bucky to both have feral, adhd, human golden retriever, heart of gold and so so stupid and self sacrificing boyfriends. I need those boys TESTING their patience. I need Sam and Bucky trying to fight off migraines with those two idiots vibrating with pure 20-something energy in the backseat of Sam’s hummer. I need them asking eachother why they thought dating younger superheroes was a good idea, not at their age with their backs. But oh, they’re just so great. They love their respective guys so damn much. Sam who flamed Bucky for Peter for months before him and Joaquin happened and now Bucky gets to be smug about how he told him so. I need them to spend so much time as a unit of 4 that it’s painfully obvious to both of them that they found the same guy in two different fonts. I need the Wilson’s being equally obsessed with how adorable Peter and Joaquin are. I need Sarah equally in Sam and Bucky’s business about marrying that nice boy, you know you can’t do better. I need Peter and Joaquin scheming, I need Bucky to experience pure terror when he asks Peter who he’s texting that he’s laughing so much and Peter replies “just Joaquin” and Bucky knows those two idiots are up to no good. I need Joaquin’s dumb, brilliant ass deciding he should go on patrol with Peter sometimes and Bucky and Sam being so, so unsurprised when they’re both falling apart come sunrise, and I need Bucky have to comfort Peter when the guilt sinks in as he hears Sam yelling at Joaquin in their guest bedroom bedroom that he’s not enhanced so he can’t do stupid shit like that, I don’t care if you have gear we’re not like them. You can’t do things like this because if something happened to you I’d- I can’t have anything happen to you, okay? I need you. Bucky kissing Peter’s forehead and rubbing his back as Peter whispers ‘I- I didn’t mean for him to get hurt I didn’t think he’d get hurt I forgot I didn’t mean to-“ “I know baby, I know. They know too.” And Sam has to come out eventually, quietly asking ‘Is it okay if he rests up a little bit?’ And Peter nodding aggressively. “Do you guys need anything else from the first aid kit? Can I run out for something? Can I do anything?” “Nah, we’re cool. He’s just busted up and I’m- I’m not mad he just scares the shit out of me.” “I didn’t mean for anything to happen to him” “I know Pete, I know”. And the silence gets awkward and Peter hates it and Bucky nudges Sam. “Go back in there. Cuddle with your guy he’s hurtin.” And Sam nods because all he needed was the push.

Tony, angry for no reason: Nobody talk to me, I'm fucking angry!

Peter, pouting: Not even me?

Tony, frowning: No, of course not, why would you say that? You can always talk to me.

Tony, still angry: I'm still angry so no one is allowed to talk to me!

Tony, turning to Peter, using his soft tone: Except you, Tesoro. I love you. I love talking to you.

In regards of the Trump government scraping all trans inclusion in its queer information portion of its websites I have made this thing. Spread the word. Don't let them pretend we never existed.

P.S: Don't like! Reblog! <3

EDIT: Well this got a lot of attention! I got a few users asking to print or repost my art and I am unimaginably grateful to everyone's interest, especially since it's a really simple drawing I made on a whim haha! Anyone who is looking to print these out to hang or hand out or repost on another platform is free to do so, although I ask you to credit me and let people know it's from my Tumblr profile! If anyone wishes to do anything else with my art or post and wants to clarify what I consent to then they can message me privately and I'll explain! <333 all my love to my queer siblings

EDIT: I made an LGBTQIA+ version with a focus on trans and intersex folks, it's on my pinned if you prefer this version of the acronym.

no way ppl are using ai to write ao3. what happened to being a tortured writer. what happened to blood on the page. what happened to the ao3 curse. people used to get run over, have their houses burned down, break their entire spines and they still put in the work to finish a chapter. fuck you, using ai. y’all are weak

It is inherently fun and sexy to say statements that swap the traditional genders of pronouns and terms mid-statement, such as: "I'm going to make him my wife" "She's my boyfriend" "Who says a guy can't be a pretty princess?" "That girl's the coolest dude I've ever met" "She's a madman who has to be stopped" "It's not his fault he's a material girl" Gender is a set of watercolors and the prettiest shades come from mixing the paints together.

Peter watching 30s and 40s movies with Bucky because it makes him so happy and he love making Bucky happy, loves seeing him laugh and smile so freely.

Peter watching 30s and 40s movies with Bucky and realizing this is the kind of romantic Bucky is. This is the way he tries to romance Peter. This is how he loves, a grumpy man with a soft heart for the one he loves.