Claire Keane

@theartofmadeline
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RMH
Xuebing Du
Jules of Nature
Today's Document
Monterey Bay Aquarium
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Janaina Medeiros
hello vonnie
ojovivo
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
Alisa U Zemlji Chuda
almost home

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let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
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Kiana Khansmith
i don't do bad sauce passes
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@starker-flame
peter is the tutor brought in to walk morgan stark through some upper level courses and tony is the dilf that peter is desperately trying not to fuck. he can't fuck that dad. he likes morgan too much to traumatize her like that.
someone please stop him from fucking that dad. fuck.
may and happy tell peter they're taking the entire summer to travel and the idea of spending weeks alone in their apartment alone makes peter want to die. when tony offers to let peter move in for the summer, he doesn't think much of it beyond knowing it makes peter happy.
tony didn't realize how much he was hanging on by a thread until seeing peter just fucking live, just exist and be comfortable and unburdened, makes all his defenses unwind.
peter wears soft clothes, short shorts and long sweaters that become tony's sweaters on laundry days. it's a lot of skin. one day tony puts a hand on peter's thigh absently and feels the muscles tense and ripples under his touch.
peter knows a lot more card games than tony does, the kind of games that you learn at camps and conventions that tony never went to with his peers. he spends lab breaks teaching tony ERS, nines, euchre, flinch, and other games that tony is 99% sure peter is making up just to fuck with him. he talks about how his mother used to like to play dominoes, before she died. tony's grandmother played dominoes. he promises to teach peter. it's easy. he'll hate it.
they get drunk mid-summer and try to shave peter's legs. tony brings it up because of peter's shorts, and it should be kind of sexy but it's just funny because neither of them can focus. peter laughs at the shaky line from the razor and once the shaving cream gets introduced the entire situation devolves into something so childish. if tony, drunk and euphoric, presses a soft kiss into peter's knee while peter is busy trying to guess the chemical make-up, well...his penance is that it tastes like soap.
it's only meant to be for a couple of months, but peter sneaks in more and more items from his own apartment until tony thinks he'll die if the cheesy science mug isn't in his cabinet every morning.
tony spends so long in the lab he forgets what time it in and throws peter's bedroom door open to tell him about the origin of juggling. peter is awake and shouldn't be, but he and tony run out to pick up balls so tony can teach peter how to juggle. tony knew peter would be good at it, but considering that tony learned in college (the second time, to impress a girl) he's offended by how quickly peter outclasses him. he spends the last few hours before dawn trying to hit the balls with paper footballs.
peter comes back from patrol one night with a cat under his arm. he says her name is fettucine because he founds her in a dumpster covered in noodles and that he is their dumpster cat. and tony is allergic but can't bring himself to say anything. not when peter says she's theirs, or when fettucine is so cute and also a disaster. he gets her a smaller dunce cap to match dum-e. she likes to fall asleep on tony's chest and peter's phone fills with more pictures of tony stark (and the cat, mostly for the cat, of course) than either of them think is a good idea.
and then the summer ends and peter doesn't leave. and tony starts to wonder if he should -- verbally, pointedly, fearfully -- ask peter to stay.
imagine when Peter grows up and is a famous scientist he’s doing and interview and it’s like “hey so you were an intern for tony stark right? did you fuck? because i have this string of pictures implying you fucked”
and it’s like a bunch of photos of Peter’s clothes being on wrong or only partially because of changing in and out of his suit in mr. stark’s car
and Peter is like 30 now he’s just like uh i never knew a Tony, just sweating profusely on camera like a lying liar who lies
it’s all over the internet the next day
Tony pushing Peter back on the bed and spreading his legs. Peter throwing his head back when he feels Tony’s tongue against his entrance. Peter grabs the bed sheets and stifles a moan as Tony expertly eats him out, his tongue doing things that Peter can only describe as magical. When Tony’s finished, he slowly gets up and leans over Peter, shushing him softly when Peter groans. “Shh,” Tony says, running one hand through Peter’s hair and using the other hand to silence the kid. Peter looks up at Tony with wide eyes and nods obediently. Tony takes his second and third fingers and forces them slowly into Peter’s mouth, watching the boy suck on them for a minute before he pulls them out and then reaches back to press his wet fingers against Peter’s hole. “Mr Stark, fuck-”, Peter starts, but Tony silences him again, this time with his lips. Peter kisses back, tasting himself on Tony’s mouth. Tony pushes his fingers slowly into Peter, feeling resistance but he keeps pushing, kissing Peter sweetly at the same time. Peter is whimpering desperately against Tony’s mouth as Tony fingers him. The kid has never experienced anything as erotic as this: Tony fucking Stark, fingering him. Tony Stark, his childhood hero. The man who had made so many amazing things with his bare hands. Such experienced, talented fingers, being used to pleasure him. Peter buries his hands in Tony’s hair and holds him closer, deepening their kiss. It feels so good. So fucking good. And then far too quickly for Peter’s liking, Tony’s fingers are gone and Tony is standing upright and lining up his hard cock with Peter’s hole. Tony pushes gently against him and Peter cries out in pleasure. “What do you want, kid?” Tony murmurs, using his thumb to rub circles on Peter’s thigh. “Tell me what you want.” Peter exhales and looks up at Tony with pure want. “Fuck me, Mr Stark,” Peter breathes. “Please.” Tony smirks and grips Peter’s thighs tighter. “Since you asked so nicely,” he says, pushing his dick inside slowly and watching the boy fall part beneath him. Peter is in heaven.
The lab accident that made Peter spiderman? It also made him blind.
His “spideysence” works blind canonically, so. It’s not a huge jump to imagine a blind spiderman.
He’s in the tower one day, on his way to Tony’s lab when a man’s voice stops him.
“Hey! Kid! You can’t have pets in here”
“This is my service dog under ADA guidelines-“ “sorry, didn’t know it was a service dog, don’t gotta give me the riot act. Wasn’t expecting a gigantic Rottweiler to be a service dog, sorry”.
Uncle Ben said rotties were smarter than labs. Also, no one was gonna fuck with a blind kid if his service dog was 150 pounds of Roman selective breeding. Also- as far as peter remembers rotties are pretty cute. Eyebrows, come on.
“It’s fine. Didn’t mean to cause a stir”.
“Not at all. This is all on me. Can I help you get where you’re going? I feel pretty bad.” “I’m meeting mr stark. I think I’m early, what time is it? Who are you, by the way?” Sorry.”
Peter has no idea he’s literally talking to captain America.
“My names steve. Im a shield agent. Would you like to s- would you like my access card they have braille on them if you’d like to be sure I’m who I say I am.”
Bear’s not alerting Peter to any danger, nor is his spider sence. He’s sure this Steve guy is fine. And he’s got a nice, calming (sexy) voice.
“No, no that’s okay. I just need to get to the elevator to get to the lab, im a little discombobulated now, can you just turn me in the direction?” “Please, allow me to walk you to the lab. It’s the least I can do. May I uh, guide you?” “Sure, thanks Steve”.
Peter ends up seeing Steve often when he comes to use the lab. Unbeknownst to him Steve’s actually making time in his schedule to be there when Peter arrives. Not because he’s in love or anything, duh.
One day he offers to wait with peter for his Uber. “It’s icy on the sidewalk, I don’t want you slipping and getting hurt. Please.” Peter agrees. He slips a bit on a particularly icy section, and grabs onto Steve for support, making contact with solid huge bicep on one hand, washboard abs on the other. And oh, oh. Steve is one big man.
Steve noticed the slack jawed expression on peters face, and chuckles fondly. “I’ll take that look as a compliment”.
Peters flustered. “I- oh- I didn’t mean-“ “it’s okay, pretty boy”
Bears worried yapping beaks them out of their dreamy trance.
// I literally don’t know where else to go, but I love this au and this meet cute //
man of iron
Peter who told his college friends that he has a boyfriend named Tony who works for stark industries, but not that he is the Tony Stark.
When he gets invited to one of their weddings and they insist on him bringing his boyfriend, they’re all caught very off guard when he brings Tony Stark
Peter straddling on Tony's lap. His thighs pinning Tony down. Tony unable to move, not that he wants to, because - damn - Peter's slim, gymnast figure carries a deceptive amount of strength.
Peter riding Tony like he's a glorified dildo and Tony taking it because he's a good boy. Peter whispering praises into Tony's fluffy brown hair as he drags himself along the delicious length of Tony's cock.
Omega Peter who (thanks to aunt May) has no idea he’s an omega because his morning vitamins are actually suppressants. He stops taking them after moving out and one day while at work at Stark Industries he starts going into heat but he doesn’t fully understand what’s happening. Don’t worry though. Alpha tony is there to help him through it and if he happens to mark Peter as his… oops.
Peter was headhunted to do an internship at Stark Industries right before he was going to graduate high school. Talk about his perfect grades, his impressive wins at science fairs and hardworking personality had gotten to some high places, and Tony Stark wanted him real bad. Later on, he’d learn just how much he wanted him.
A week before his internship starts, Peter moves out of the apartment he shared with May and into his own little place that is closer to SI. His aunt rambles for weeks about all the things he needs to know when living by himself, but she seems particularly serious about Peter’s need to take his morning pills as usual. “It’s the same presciption, so just ask for a refill at the pharmacy and they’ll give it to you.”
Except, when Peter is a few weeks into his internship and spending more and more time alone with Tony in his private lab, he forgets to refill his pills. The young man has so much else to think about. The dozen projects he is working on is far more important than refilling his stupid “vitamins”.
Even though Peter is doing an internship and not getting paid for his time, he still had to fill in the same form that the employees do. The form asks for some personal info, including classification in case of medical emergencies. Peter checks off the box that says “beta”, because that is what his aunt told him that his classification was. So, Tony is very confused when Peter starts showing signs of heat in the lab one day. Peter is even more confused, terrified even.
It starts with a few hot flashes, and Peter removes his hoodie to continue working. Then, he starts to salivitate. But, Peter does not realise there is a problem until his pants feel wet, as if he’d had an accident. Except, the wetness is slick, and Tony’s alpha nose picks up on the scent immediately.
“Peter, you- you okay?” Peter is unable to answer Tony. He is overtaken by his instincts, and with the last of his strength, he tries to hide his painfully obvious heat. It comes on even stronger and faster, like a dam has been broken now that the suppressants aren’t holding Peter’s heat back.
Tony knows what happens to omegas if their heats aren’t dealt with. The production of saliva and slick will not stop till the omega is knotted, even when they become dehydrated. It will just continue until the omega starts experiencing muscle cramps, seizues and confusion. An undealt heat is a medical emergency.
However, the treatment is simple. The act of knotting will stop the heat, and it can be stimulated artificially with toys. But, the natural way is always the best, and that is an alpha’s knot. In fear of revealing what has happened, Tony and Peter feel like they have little choice. Tony has to knot Peter.
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Peter having a purity ring and taking it off to hook up with tony in secret and put it back after.But the idea of one day Tony taking it after a particularly spicy scene and putting it on his keyring as a trophy. Cuz peter would be shocked at him taking the band. And tony would be like "I think I earned it"
Tony accidentally calls Peter "honey" once and Peter is obsessing over it. They're not dating, and Peter never thought Tony would ever call him anything else than Peter, Pete or the worst of all: kid. He doesn't tell Mr. Stark about the slip, he liked it too much, wants it to happen again. But when he's alone? Absolutely obsessing. Tone of Mr. Stark's voice? The look on his face? Were his eyes even looking at him when he said the word? Peter is convincing himself how stupid he is for even thinking it, why would Tony Stark of all people even think about him? Meanwhile, Tony is in his room, obsessing over why Peter didn't react when Tony called him Honey? He's never called him that before, didn't he hear him? Or maybe Peter is not just as into him as he thought... Friday and Karen are rolling their non-existing eyes and one day just lock them in the elevator.
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Don’t Let Me Ruin You
Tony and Peter have just started dating, and Peter is staying over at Tony’s house for the first time. (Aunt May thinks he’s sleeping over at Ned’s house).
It’s morning and Tony is awake first, as he doesn’t sleep very well, but he can’t bring himself to get out of bed like he usually does and make his way down to the lab. No, he’s stuck in bed because how can he leave such a perfect angel in bed alone? Peter is fast asleep and Tony’s breath is taken away because he looks so beautiful and so peaceful and so innocent, lying there curled up beneath the bedsheets. His hair is a curly mess and it is quite possibly the cutest thing Tony has ever seen in his life.
The kid is so perfect, Tony thinks lovingly. How did he get so damned lucky? He definitely doesn’t deserve it, that he knows.
He gently runs the back of his hand over Peter’s face, smiling as the kid instinctively leans into his touch.
“God, don’t let me ruin you,” Tony murmurs softly, so quiet he can barely hear himself speak.
To his surprise, Peter moves a little closer, eyes still shut but with the most adorable smirk on his face.
He whispers, “you can ruin my ass, Mr Stark,” and then proceeds to snuggle into Tony’s chest. Tony can feel Peter’s naughty smile against him, and he lets out an amused chuckle.
Not so innocent after all.
It's a widely known and often memed statistic that Tony Stark has never dated anyone older than twenty-five-years old. The reliability with which all his relationships degrade within weeks of his partners' 25th birthday is truly comical to the entire internet-using world, except to two people: Tony Stark himself, and his current boyfriend, Peter Parker.
Peter knew of Tony's history upon entering a relationship with the older man, of course. He's Gen Z, born with the power of the internet in the palm of his hand. He was 21 when he first met 46-year-old Tony Stark. He knew he had an expiry date. But he was young and Tony was funny and smart and nice and so unbelievably hot. Peter could have a good time with him for however brief it may be.
Tony, on the other hand, was prepared to quit dating entirely when he was dumped yet again shortly after spending a small fortune on a diamond necklace for his ex's birthday. She was nice enough to try to give it back the night she left him, but he refused. Maybe she can sell it and use it towards the down payment for a house or whatever it is that "serious adults" do.
Because that's the thing the internet doesn't talk about, how people date Tony Stark for a good time and not for a long time. Oh it's fun to get invited to high society galas and travel to beautiful places around the world and be showered with lavish, expensive gifts. But when people decide it's time to settle down, make commitments, have a family, they don't want to do it with a man like Tony Stark.
Peter is too beautiful for Tony to resist, though. And as Tony got to know him - just how sweet, kind-hearted, and absolutely prodigy-level genius the young man is - Tony knows Peter is entirely too good for him to keep. Tony knows his heart will inevitably be broken again down the line, but hey, it's better to have loved and lost and all that.
Right?
It's a wonderful few years. Perfect, even.
Peter never imagined he would find the love of his life in his early twenties but here he is. Tony Stark's incredible body and insane stamina and big, fat bank account are great perks for sure. But it's his quirks, his passion, his work ethic, even his flaws that make Peter fall even deeper in love. It seems like the only flaw of Tony's that Peter can't get over is the fact that the man obviously prefers them young. And it's not something Peter can ever accept or change about himself. The thing about puppies is that they always grow into dogs.
Tony throws Peter the biggest 25th birthday party the city has ever seen. No expense was spared. Everyone was out to celebrate, family and friends inside the venue, even the vultures outside waiting for their breakup, jokes at the ready.
There's just one couple whose happiness was subdued. It's a melancholy that hovers over them like a stormcloud. Each bout of lovemaking feels like the last.
With every kiss Peter is saying, please let me stay.
With every touch Tony is saying, please don't go.
Tony is the one who caves. This has gone enough for too long. Either way, Peter will be the last person he'll ever be with, the last person he'll ever love.
The engagement ring is a vintage piece of gold that once adorned Tony's own late mother. Tony hopes against hope that it doesn't become yet another piece of jewelry to bookmark another heartbreak.
But Peter says yes. Of course, he says yes. Few people are lucky enough to find a love like he had. Even fewer had found it so quickly.
"I'm sorry I kept you waiting for so long," Peter says.
"It's worth it to finally find you," Tony says.
In the end, everyone is still right. Tony Stark has never dated anyone older than twenty-five-years old. But he will be married to one.
tony turning down peter and doing the whole "i don't fuck virgins" thing and peter sending him the link to his only fans later
The eroticism of an older man calling a younger man Kid, even though he is most definitely an adult.
What, are you trying to convince yourself he’s too young for you? I don’t buy it and neither do you. Just fuck him over the nearest table and call him baby boy.