Ngl I Totally Forgot Fandom Discourse Was A Thing. I Don’t Care Man, I Have Car Payments

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Peter blinked and stared. But the image didn't change.

But there Bucky was. One Lego bouquet in hand for him and a different design still in the box.

" It's embarrassing on how long it took me to put this one together. Hoping you would be willing to help with the other."

The author's poorly disguised fetish

The author's proudly displayed fetish

The author's fetish you're pretty sure they don't realise they have

The author's fetish which they're firmly convinced everyone has and is just pretending otherwise

The author's non-sexual special interest which just sounds like a fetish because of their habitually unfortunate phrasing

The fetish the author is making a well-meaning effort to cater to in spite of clearly not understanding it themselves

The author's fetish that never quite makes it into the text because they keep getting sidetracked by the requisite worldbuilding

The author's utterly pedestrian sexual preference which the text treats like a bizarre fetish because they've got shit to work through

The author's seemingly innocuous recurring trope they're going to have a personal revelation about ten years down the road

The author's fetish you missed on a first reading because it's so far out of pocket, it never occurred to you that you could sexualise that

@GLAMOUR UK: We’re still blushing #SebastianStan#baftas #baftaawards #awardshow #fyp #fy

Bucky, walking past a Barnes and Nobles: woah this place is still around? No shit

Peter: yeah there’s like a dozen of them in the city alone. They’re like, everywhere. Like there’s a monopoly.

Bucky, freezing: are you shitting me?

Peter: no…?

Bucky: Peter. The ‘Barnes’ in that name is a Barnes-Barnes. Like, my uncle.

Peter: you’re shitting me

Peter:… do your family was like-

Bucky: Peter, I had a car. In 35. In the depression.

Peter: right. Okay then. What do I do with this information?

Bucky: fuck if I know. I’m gonna make some calls and see if my stocks from 45’ are still floating around somewhere.

I love the headcanon that Jason writes fanfiction and the funniest part of it to me is how his author notes would take the ao3 curse to a whole new level

A/N: here you go guys. Sorry it’s a couple days late, I spent the entirety of yesterday forcing soup and fever-reducers down my brothers throat while he actively told me he wasn’t sick

comments: omg is your brother okay?? Jason, responding: yeah he’s fine now. I took my eyes off him for a second, he downed a coffee and it fucking healed him?? Idefk. comments: wtf

Jason: yo sorry this was a little rushed, my sister’s ballet recital was crashed by the joker and I spent the night helping with the relief efforts comments: damn your siblings are living crazy lives Jason: you don’t know the half of it

Jason: this chapter was a week late, yeah. Sorry about that. I died again.

And honestly Tony had been in love with Peter for a long time. Longer then what cared to admit.

But it was Peter talking to DUM-E that sealed his fate.

He had sent DUM-E to the corner for knocking over a tray. And when Peter got in asking why he was in the corner, he didn't laugh and go about his business. He went and knelt down next to him. Patting him on his head. Quietly talking to him about how about they train together for lab safety and maybe update his sensors to help prevent future accidents.

Peter: .. .----. -- / ... --- .-. .-. -.-- [translation: I’M SORRY]

Tony: What's that?

Peter: Remorse code.

Tony: I'm even angrier now.