People Usually Do A Double Take When Quentin Introduces Peter As His Boyfriend. Look, He Gets It. He’s

AO3 filters are incredible. The show ended over a decade ago but you're only getting around to watching it now, and you want to avoid spoilers for later seasons? No worries; you can filter out anything posted/updated after a given air date. Don't want to see crossovers? Guess what -- you don't have to. Three clicks is all it takes to make them go away. ONLY want crossovers? They've got that option, too. In a hurry and only have a few minutes to read? Filter out everything over whatever word count you consider to be "too long." Absolutely can't stand this one character/trope/relationship? Exclude, exclude, exclude. And all they ask in return is that you tag your stuff properly. Incredible.

Every ship is valid.

A ship that isn’t your thing is valid. A ship that gives you ewwww vibes is still valid. That one crack ship that only one person wrote about, posted on AO3, and has 23 views in four years—also valid.

What isn’t valid is spending more time hating a ship than enjoying your own—and ruining it for others with negativity. I don’t understand the point of putting more effort into tearing down a ship than its actual shippers do building it up. At this point, if that’s your thing, your OTP isn’t your OTP—it’s hating a ship, making sure the boat you don’t even like sinks.

Ship what you love. Ignore what you don’t. Write fanfics, make art, memes and moodboards, record podfics, make fan videos and craft, daydream up your headcanons. Whatever keeps your boat afloat, as long as it’s not ruining someone else’s fun.

Let people enjoy things. Fandom is meant to be fun.

BABES WAKE UP TODAY’S A NATIONAL HOLIDAY 🌈🐀

🎶NEIL IS BANGING OUT THE TUNES🎶

My (old) contribution to the beautiful day that is april 13th

Keep at it with the tunes.

Pre-whump Whumpee who talks nonstop about their interests, they’re the type of person to just come up and start talking to Caretaker unprompted about whatever has their attention that day. Caretaker gets a bit annoyed by it sometimes, but they don’t say anything, building resentment.

When Whumpee disappears, it all flips. Caretaker would do anything to hear them talk about their interests again. However, after Whumpee is rescued, they’re quiet, answering questions with a sentence or less, never wanting to go in depth. Caretaker tries to talk about anything they can think of, just to get the same few words out of Whumpee

Ive come up with the phrase "blorbo-in-law" which is a fictional character who isn't, like, YOUR blorbo from YOUR shows but it is your mutual's blorbo who you nevertheless have developed strong opinions about due to long term dash exposure

archers gloves vs digital artist gloves being opposite of one another

You know. I always liked the concept of someone being left at the alter but normally it's Peter.

How about this promty if you like:

Tony and Pepper finally have their wedding day, and she leaves Tony at the altar. But don't worry. Peter steps up in her place. He loves Tony and will sign a prenuptial agreement, Tony just has to say I do....

- @winterspiderpurrs

"Someone else"

- a starker ficlet.

Tony didn't feel any sense of sadness when Rhodey enters his hotel room to tell him that Pepper left in a sense of hurry and panic in her wedding dress claiming she couldn't marry Tony because there was someone else. Of course there was someone else, Tony wasn't blind. He saw all the signs, he was just waiting for Pepper to back out.

He just didn't expect Pepper to back out the last minute. He didn't even care about how much they spent on this wedding, he had let Pepper handle everything. The relief inside his chest began spreading all over his body. He leaned back on the sofa, he wasn't getting married.

Thank fuck.

But, he was left at the fucking altar. Now, that was something the media would go crazy about. Tony lets out a snort, Rhodey had already left minutes ago to tell everyone that the wedding has been cancelled. He could deal with all the PR shit later, he tried to scower his feelings, trying to find any feeling of hurt, of betrayal, anything. But nothing came.

Just insurmountable relief and gratefulness that Pepper had been the one to turn away from this. Because Tony wouldn't be able to, he felt like this marriage would be the one to finally pull him away from the one person he really wanted to marry.

Yes, Pepper wasn't the only one with someone else.

Tony had someone else as well.

Someone else.

He breathed in, closing his eyes, imagining those beautiful brown doe eyes looking at him, those delicious curls under his fingers, those soft pale skin against his darker one, those thin lucious lips against his, god, how he wished he could see his someone else right now.

"Boss, Peter is asking to connect to your comms." Friday chirps out from his AI glasses.

Tony breathed, his someone else.

"Connect him, baby girl." Tony answers.

"Tony? What the fuck? Why is the wedding cancelled?" Peter asked with a worried tone, "Are you okay? Where- where are you? Do you want me to come see you?"

Ah, that beautiful voice.

"Yeah, kid. Pep had someone else." Tony says softly, he leans forward, pressing his elbows against his knees.

A gasp.

"A-Are you okay? Do- Do you want me to-"

"I'm okay, kiddo. You know who I want, baby. You know who I want to marry, don't you?" Tony asked in a raspy tone, "But I can't marry him, can I?"

"I'll go see you, where are you? Are you in your room?" It was a hasty question, Tony could hear Peter's footsteps, fast, running.

"Yeah, come here."

"You can marry him. You know you can." Peter suddenly says.

Tony inhaled, swallowing.

Peter was still running.

"I can't, he's just nineteen. I'll take away his youth, his future, his-"

"His youth is yours. His future is you. He loves you, Tony. He'll marry you anytime, any day, hell, he'll marry you now." Peter says in between pants, a ding of the elevator can be heard.

He breathes in deeper, "Yeah? He'll marry me?"

"Yes, all you have to say I do, Tony. I'll marry you. I don't care if I'm nineteen, I'm yours. I'll marry you." Peter says, confident.

Tony could feel the flutter of his heart was fast and he unconciously took out his phone to dial up Rhodey's number.

"Tones, what's up?"

"I'm still getting married, Rhodey. Tell the officiant that a wedding is still going to happen." He says, he doesn't stick around to wait for Rhodey's answer, he drops the call.

"Well, it looks like you're going to come home as Peter Stark, kid." Tony says with a soft tone, he hears a melodious laugh coming from the other side of the comms.

"What a dream come true, Mr. Stark."

"As it is with me, Mr. Stark." Tony answers, grinning.

He'll end up getting married today anyway, but this time, to his someone else, to the one he really loves.