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#sweeterendgame
senor-cummies Β· 3 years
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If Peter got bodyswapped into another person for 24 hours, who would you swap him with and why?
Bucky because I feel like it would be a really nice enemies to lovers body swap au binge read. They don't like each other, and then they get put in each other's bodies for circumstances and realize they actually weren't that different.
(for example, chronic pain, PTSD, depression, anxiety, and Spicy Little Cinnamon Roll Disorder)
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starkeristheendgame Β· 4 years
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I have the big sad today, so I want to put some love in your inbox ❀ and to say thank you. I'm so grateful you reached for me when I so desperately needed it. -sweeterstarker πŸ’—
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Hear that sound? That's me ugly sobbing 😭 I'm so sorry you're feeling down, especially after you just made me feel so uplifting and loved ❀
I'm always here for you and I always will be. You're doing so, so well and I'm a proud momma bean and I know you're gonna get through this tough bit ❀
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themagicinwords Β· 4 years
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starkeristheendgame replied to your photo β€œOk, I look cute as all hell today”
J'adore
Ti amo
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senor-cummies Β· 4 years
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Its not ship and a number but it is a short lil prompt. Maybe a funny-cute of Tony discovering his intern is Spiderman? πŸ₯ΊπŸ‘‰πŸ‘ˆ (You're the absolute best and I love you so and I hope you're safe!)
Jensen you come into MY house on this holy and depressed evening and make ME feel like a bag of polished potatoes when I ain't worth six pence and an ounce of marmalade? No, I won't stand for it, prepare to be LOVED! β€πŸ§‘πŸ’›πŸ’šπŸ’™πŸ’œπŸ–€πŸŒΈπŸŒΊπŸ΅πŸ’šπŸ§‘πŸ’™β€πŸ–€πŸ’›πŸ’™πŸ’›πŸ’šπŸ’›πŸ’œπŸ§‘πŸ’™πŸ§‘πŸ’šπŸ’›πŸ’œπŸ’˜πŸ’•πŸ’πŸ’•πŸ’πŸ’‹πŸ’•πŸ’–πŸ’“πŸ’—πŸ’žπŸ’–πŸ’•πŸ’πŸ’•πŸ’‹
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Tony didn't have a crush on him. He was almost 50-years-old, he doesn't get crushes. He gets relationships with people his. fucking. age. He didn't have a crush, he wasn't jealous of that snippy little Harry Osborn--ugh, gag--and anyone to insinuate such was wrong.
Dead wrong.
He simply cared about Peter. Maybe a little too much at times, but he cares for all of his employees. Does his heart swell each time any other employee comes into his office or calls? Ye--no. That's just Peter.
Does he feel absolutely devastated when all his other employees clock out or miss a day or completely ignore his undying love for them so he drinks whisky and cries in the moonlight while listening to Lana Del Ray? No.
Tony ran a hand down his face, loosening his tie. "Sweet peas and sasparilla," he groaned, banging his forehead on his desk. Okay, maybe he had a teeny, weeny, itty bitty witty crush on Peter but that's fine! Right?
"God, I'm so pathetic!" Tony gasped at the affirmative beep-boop from across the room. "You're not supposed to agree with meeeeee!" Tony whined, peering over his arm at Dum-E. He beeped again, said and low. Tony waved off his apology, sniffling as he read over paperwork, his breath condensating on the glass table top.
A beep came from behind him, and he raised an eyebrow. "Yeah, maybe I should ask him out." He picked up a pen, signing the paper work and x-ing where need be. "Or," he prompted, peeking through his eyelashes to see if he'd gotten Dum-E and U's attention.
"I could change my name and move to Nepal. Kamar Taj is great this time of year." Dum-E and U both made a groan like beep. Tony nodded, "Yeah, I'm pathetic, I get it."
"I don't think you're pathetic, Mr Stark!" Tony jumped, looking at the doorway with a wide smile. "Hiiiiiiiii!" He waved frantically, with both hands. He'd have Pepper reprimand him later for acting so childish, this was important, Peter breathed. He inhaled, and--and then he exhaled, and he said words. He said words to him. He noticed him, spoke to him, he--Tony squinted, staring at Peter's face. He looks like he got hit with a car.
He has a bruise on his cheek, a Band-Aid on his forehead likely covering up stitches, and he's limping. Lord, when I tell you Tony has never felt more rage I mean it. Tony set his pen down, walking to Peter faster than he'd walked before in his life. He cupped Peter's cheeks, gentle, making sure not to touch his bruises too much.
"Peter, are you okay?" Peter bit his lip, nodding quickly and slowly pulling Tony's hands away. "I'm fine, I just--I'm fine. I have this months progress report ready for you." Peter handed Tony a stack of papers. Tony cleared his throat, thanking Peter for the report.
"If there's anything you ever need to talk about, just know that I'm here for you." Peter nodded, smiling gratefully. "Thank you so much, Mr Stark." Tony smiled, waving him off. When his door shut it took every single molecule of his petite, spicy, being not to scream.
He cut off U before she could rear her micromanaging little head "I know! Pathetic!" he slid his hand down his face. "Jarvis, clear my schedule, I have to...Do some research."
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Tony wasn't really shocked per se, it fit if you thought about it, he was more relieved than anything. He was glad it wasn't domestic violence,or child abuse, he's glad he was just...A superhero. Tony grabbed a pan, taking out a notebook, much to U's dissaproval.
"What? I was just going to add 'superhero' to the list of things Peter and I have in common. For...Science." U let out a sigh like beep.
"Should I tell him I know? I mean, it would help to know he had someone on his side, right?" U sighed again, louder, and Tony nodded.
"Noted, I will upgrade your processor so then you won't be such a raging bitch." U scoffed, rolling out of his office and back to her corner of the lab. Tony ran his fingers through his hair, "But I should do something, right?" He spun around in his chair, looking out the window at the sunset.
"Ugh! I hate dramatic irony! I'm more of a sarcasm guy myself, I can't not tell people I know things!" Tony his head in his hands.
"Thou shalt not give into temptation, thou shalt not give into temptation, thou shalt not-- if we know we have this in common we could bond over it, leading to a stronger relationship and possibly even dating." Tony groaned, tapping his foot. He knew what he was going to end up doing, the wrong thing.
Maybe he should manifest, ask the universe what they think. Of course, the universe despises him so that might not go so well.
"Universe, if I should tell Peter I know he's Spider-man, show me an Octopus." The tv cut on across the room.
"The male octopus will take off the hectocotylus, or penis tenticle, and throw it at the female to avoid being eaten--" Tony groaned, watching the octopus swim around on screen.
"Fine! You win, I'll tell him. But I will be very asshole-y about it!" Tony grabbed his coat, going to storm out of his office before he stopped and turned on his heel.
"Where does the kid live?"
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Peter was fidgeting, sitting on his twin mattress.
"Look, Mr Stark, I know it looks bad but I'm fin--" Tony shushed him, fiddling with stuff on his desk. Awe, a little crochet iron man coaster! he squealed internally.
"Quick question of the, uh, rhetorical variety...This is you, isn't it?"
What? I said I'd be asshole-y about it.
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I hope you like it! I had sooooo much fun writing it!πŸ’›
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senor-cummies Β· 4 years
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Its been so long since I told u I love you?? Tf?? Why have you let me get away with this?? OUTRAGE
IKR!! JENSEN! IRRESPONSIBLE!
No but seriously I missed you and NMS is going 🌌h o r r i b l y🌌 but that's irrelevant! It is relevant is I love you, and I missed you, and I just have too horrible of a social anxiety to reach out so hi!!!!!! πŸ’žπŸ’–πŸ’ŒπŸ’˜πŸ’“πŸ’˜πŸ’ŒπŸ’–πŸ’ŒπŸ’–πŸ’πŸ–€πŸ’πŸ–€πŸ’™πŸ’œπŸ’ŒπŸ’™β£πŸ’šπŸ§‘πŸ’™πŸ’œπŸ–€πŸ’—πŸ’–πŸ’πŸ’•
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