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New York Hall of Science

[miss-andromeda]

Even In Your Wildest Dreams

So, uh…the plot of this oneshot is non-canon, but it does take place during season 1. Andi and Donnie are not dating; though, they do have feelings for each other.

An idea that I had while talking with my dear friend @tinkabelle19 - so thank you for always being such an inspiration, girl 🩷

Synopsis: When Andi is invited to the annual gala at the New York Hall of Science, Donnie creates a special watch that can turn him into a human for the evening - so he can attend as her plus one. 

Tropes: Fake Dating, Mutual Pining, Idiots in Love (if that’s even a trope? 😅), Jealousy/Overprotectiveness

Song Inspiration: Wildest Dreams (Taylor's Version) by Taylor Swift

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She had never run so fast in her life - up to that point, at least. 

Clutching the letter in her hand, Andi had a nearly jaw-breaking smile on her face - and she knew her hand was probably going to start trembling with how hard she was clutching the paper. 

But she didn’t care. 

The second she made it to the lair, she bolted straight for the lab. Pushing it open, she didn’t even wait for Donnie to greet her before she made him look at her. “I have amazing news.” She grinned, making Donnie smile and put down his equipment to indulge. “And that is…?”

Clearing her throat, Andi sat herself on the desk as she started to read the contents of the letter (in a fairly crude British accent):

‘Dear Andromeda, 

We have come across your work regarding your school’s science club, as well as your own work regarding the scientific field, and suffice it to say, we are quite impressed. We here at NYSCI would like to formally invite you, as well as a guest, to our annual NYSCI Gala on October 15th at 6:00 pm, where you will have the opportunity to indulge in a fabulous dinner, dancing, and of course, be able to meet with some of the brightest minds currently working in the scientific field. We look forward to seeing you there.

Sincerely, 

The New York Hall of Science’

When she finished reading, her smile was blinding. “Do you know what this means?” She practically squealed. “We’re going to one of the most important museums in the country! And we’re gonna meet so many intellectual and renowned people - this…this is like our big break!”

“Yeah, that’s grea-” But then Donnie cut himself off at what she said. “Wait, ‘we?’” He asked, making Andi nod and smile softer. 

“Well, yeah! You’re the only person that’s as enthused and passionate about science as I am, and admittedly, you’re the only person I’d want to attend an event like a gala with.”

Donnie gave her a sympathetic look. He hated to rain on her parade, but there was a very prevalent elephant in the room. “Uh, Andi…turtle, remember?” 

When he gestured to himself, Andi immediately deflated and nodded a bit. “Oh, yeah…” She mumbled, her eyes averting back to the letter. “So, do I, um…need to ask someone else?” She really didn’t want to ask anyone else, to be blunt; April was amazing, but she wouldn’t be interested in something like this, and as much as she liked the others in the Higgs Bosons (well, save for Matt, that annoying weasel), she saw them every day.

Granted, she saw Donnie every day too, but still! She didn’t have a crush on everyone in the Higgs Bosons!

Ugh, it was still weird getting used to that.

Thankfully, her idiocy was interrupted by Donnie, who was…frantically shaking his head and holding his hands in front of him. “No, no, no! I’ll come up with something amazing! I’ll make myself human if I have to!”

Andi only stared at him at that declaration. “How would you be able to do that? Reverse-engineer your DNA or something?”

Donnie only gave her a serious smile. “If that means going with you to this gala, then so be it.”

She would be lying if she said her stomach didn’t start fluttering at that.

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And before either of them knew it, October 15th had come.

April had come over before to help Andi with her hair and makeup (thankfully, the process took much shorter than when it was her birthday,) but now the latter was sitting in her living room, holding a white purse for her laser gun, her cell phone and the tickets that came with the letter - and waiting anxiously for the knock. 

It was hard to deny that she looked pretty. She was wearing a knee length, lacey pink dress with a high a-line and a thin pink belt around her waist, white pumps (though the heel was not high at all, she estimated only around 2 inches), her constellation necklace above the neckline, and her bow was sitting comfortably in her half updo. 

Her face was also done too. A neutral foundation, light pink glittery eyeshadow (lighter than her dress, though), traditional black mascara and a tinted lip balm ensured that she looked formal, but natural at the same time. April’s signature, it seemed. 

Andi had made a note to thank her with dinner and going to see that new sci-fi movie that April had talked about seeing. It was only right. 

Just as she was about to write it down and tape it to her bedroom door, a knock at the door to her apartment interrupted her, and she smiled softly. Donnie had promised her that he was going to that gala with her, so that must’ve been him…right?

Well, that was what she thought when a tall teenage boy (well, a quite attractive teenage boy, to be fair) stood in her doorway - and her smile immediately faded. “Hi.” He smiled at her. His voice sounded like Donnie’s, though, which was weird.

“Um, do I know you?” Andi asked with confusion laced in her tone. “I’m waiting for a friend.” ‘Well, more like crush that I refuse to tell him,’ she thought, but she wasn’t about to tell that to a complete stranger. 

Seriously, who was this kid?

The boy chuckled a bit, his cheeks turning a bit pink. “Andi, it’s me. It’s Donnie.” He finally confirmed, making Andi stare at him in shock - and a bit of awe.

“What?”

“I made this!” He held up a watch - it looked like a standard analog watch with a black strap on his wrist. “And by using this-” He then fiddled with the little button on the side, like he needed to fix it to match the time - and then transformed back to his usual self; purple bandana, tall physique…yep, that was Donnie. “-I can go back and forth between human and mutant!” He grinned at her and messed with the watch again, turning back into a human. “Pretty cool, right?”

Andi could only nod as she started to drink in what he looked like. Clean-swept brown hair (darker than hers), brown eyes, freckles, that gap in between his teeth…and the cherry on top. 

The glasses sitting comfortably on his nose.

And then she noticed what he was wearing; a white dress shirt, black dress pants and a matching tuxedo vest…and a purple tie. That should’ve been a dead giveaway, but Andi was too enthralled by the fact that he was actually human to notice it.

“Two things…” She managed when she could finally talk. “One, you need to tell me how you did this so effortlessly afterward.” She requested, then swallowed the little lump in her throat. “And two, you look really…cute like this.” 

It took everything in her not to say he looked as handsome and lovely as he did as a turtle. 

Donnie’s cheeks turned a bright pink this time. “Uh…thanks. You too.” ‘Smooth, Donatello…’ He thought to himself. ‘You couldn’t think of anything original? Tell her she looks as beautiful as ever? But noooo, you had to go with the most lame response possible…well, at least you have the corsage.’

“Um, this is for you.” He smiled softly, taking out a white box and holding it out for her. When she opened it, there was a small corsage with pink roses and baby’s breath, as well as a little white bow. “April told me your dress was pink, so I asked if she could pick this up for me…” He admitted with a shy smile. “Do you want to put it on?”

Andi had to hold back tears as she nodded, holding out her left wrist for him to put it on. It was an elegant move on his part, to be honest. Even if they weren’t going to prom together (nor were they even dating), it was sweet that he was treating an event like this as importantly as she was. 

She beamed as he delicately put the band around her wrist, then found herself laughing to herself as he held out his elbow. “Shall we, m’lady?” He asked her jokingly with a smile on his face. She responded with grabbing his elbow with an odd amount of gusto. “We shall, my dear sir.” She retorted, then laughed as he walked her down the apartment hallway. 

Yeah, tonight was going to be amazing, she could tell. 

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“Thank you!” Andi called as the taxi drove away. Now she and Donnie were standing in front of the entrance, and she had to admit, it was beautiful. People were conversing outside, some were on their phones (likely waiting for someone), and others were beginning to file in. The security guard standing outside checked for tickets and once guests were good to go, she unhooked a velvet rope to allow them access.

“Ready?” She smiled eagerly at Donnie (who only nodded in response), then grabbed the tickets from her purse, took his elbow like they were an old married couple, and walked up to the guard. 

“Tickets, please.” She requested; she was a tall lady, but it was clear that she worked out with her lean, built frame. Andi smiled at her and handed her the small slips of paper, and after a brief reading to ensure they were legitimate, she nodded in satisfaction and unhooked the rope. “Thank you, guys. Have a nice night.”

Andi’s grip on Donnie’s elbow tightened a bit as they walked into the hall and looked around.

And her breath was nearly lost.

 The interior was somehow even more beautiful than the exterior. The ceiling was domed (almost like the Sistine Chapel, complete with paintings) and the amount of lights strung around were blinding. Tables were set up in what looked like a dining hall, and there was a 10-piece orchestra playing quiet classical music - it sounded vaguely Mozart…or maybe Bach?

Whatever, what mattered was that it set the tone rather elegantly. 

“Isn’t it amazing?” She whispered in awe - not noticing that Donnie wasn’t even focusing on the design of the interior. He was looking directly at her…and how beautiful she looked in the light. The necklace from her birthday was reflecting perfectly, and coupled with how bright her eyes looked…she looked as beautiful as any of the paintings on the ceiling, maybe even more. 

“Gorgeous…” He whispered back, a smile lighting up his face. 

But he stopped staring at her when she met his eyes, an eager glint in her eye. “Want to see if we can find anyone from my school?”

“Do you think that’s even possible?”

“It has to be. This one girl, Valerie, literally brought it with her to a meet and bragged about what an honor it was to go to something like this.”

And sure enough, there they were. For the most part, staying back and talking amongst themselves. And judging by how perfect they still looked, they must’ve just arrived as well. 

There were three people; a tall girl with short, cropped brunette hair, Valerie, a boy with curly, platinum blonde hair holding a glass, Kevin, and a chubby girl with straight auburn hair, Danica. 

When Danica saw the pair walking towards her, her eyes lit up as she ran over - as fast as she could in platform heels. “Hi! Oh my gosh, I was hoping you would make it!”

Andi smiled softly at her. “Here I am.” She simply replied, then turned to Donnie. “Let me introduce you to the Higgs Bosons, Don. So this is Danica-” She chuckled when Danica waved at him with a gigantic grin on her face. “-she’s the most…enthused about meeting new people. That’s Kevin-” She pointed to him and snickered when the aforementioned boy gave them his signature gesture, the finger gun. “-arguably the most relaxed out of all of us, and that’s Valerie. She’s like my right hand woman when it comes to the club, and definitely the most…motherly out of all of us.”

“And I wear that with a badge of honor.” Valerie smirked at her, then nudged her head towards Donnie. “So are you gonna introduce us to him or is he gonna have to do it himself?”

“Yeah, yeah.” Andi rolled her eyes, but found herself smiling at Donnie. “And this is Donnie, my-” Suddenly it occurred to her. If she said that Donnie was her friend, they would ask why they never heard about him before. So she decided to go with something that would probably be more awkward, but easier to explain. 

“-my boyfriend.”

She gave a quick look to a stunned and blushing Donnie as if to say ‘just go with it, I’ll explain later’ as Danica gasped and grinned at her. “You never told us you had a boyfriend!”

“Uh, yeah.” Donnie quickly jumped in. “We’ve only been dating for four months now. Still kind of new, you know?” He then smiled softly at Andi. “But I really like her. I can see us going places.” It was easy to say things like this, admittedly. Even if it wasn’t real, he found himself speaking the truth. 

“You’d better not do anything to break her heart, dude, or I’ll break you.” Valerie told him, then looked at Andi. “He’s good to you?”

Andi smiled up at him. “He’s amazing.” She simply replied, then chuckled when he only tittered and smiled bashfully. “He’s as smart as I am, and that’s saying something.” She then looked at Kevin. “You know, he actually helped me perfect that laser gun I was showing you?”

“Seriously?”

Almost immediately, the two boys started talking about engineering (as well as Kevin asking if Donnie could help him create something as cool as Andi’s gun) while the girls watched on in amusement. 

But then Valerie’s little smile faded as she glanced at Andi. “You know Matt’s here too, right?” The latter groaned in annoyance. “Seriously? Where is he?” When Valerie pointed to the left and simply said “Bathroom,” Andi rolled her eyes. “Unbelievable…” She muttered. 

This was going to be a fun night indeed.

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“I’m gonna get a drink.” Andi smiled softly at her friends as she started to step away. When Donnie offered to join her, she laughed a bit. “And interrupt your conversation with Kev? No thanks, professor. Enjoy yourself.” 

She smiled at him specifically, then walked off to the small bar serving drinks. She ordered a sparkling cider (mainly because of the incredible wine glass it was served in), smiled lightly at the bartender, and walked away, about to join the others again. The dinner would be starting soon, and she wanted to ensure that they held a table together - or were, at least, close to each other.

“Well. I was not expecting to see you here, missy.”

Oh. 

Oh no.

As soon as Andi turned around, she had to resist the urge to throw her drink at him. There he was, in all of his disgusting arrogance and overgelled, permed dark caramel hair.

Matt.

“Oh, you’ve got to be fuc-” Andi was promptly interrupted by Matt stepping much too close for her liking. She backed up immediately and stared him down. “Do you mind? I’d like to enjoy my evening without worrying that my sinuses will burn from how much cologne you’re wearing.”

Matt only chuckled, stepping to her again. “Always the feisty one, hm? It’s alright, I’ve always said you and I are like sodium and potassium; we have the potential to be pretty explosive.”

Andi rolled her eyes at the line, her hand gripping the glass tightly. “Seriously, I’ll give you five seconds to leave me alone before I use the laser gun in my purse and turn you inside out.”

Matt only smirked, believing she was bluffing. “Sure. Like you actually got that thing working. Don’t fight it, Andi, come on…”

Andi was so relieved that Donnie had glanced over at the two of them - and caught wind of what was going on. And judging by the stormy look in his eye, he was not okay with it.

He was over before Andi could even blink. “What’s going on here?”

Matt immediately stepped away, but noticed this…weird kid staring him down. He didn’t look familiar in the slightest, and yet, he was here, acting like he had something to do with Andi? “Uh, nothing, just…who are you?”

“Andi’s-” Donnie stopped himself for a split second, the word still felt foreign to him. But they had to keep it up, just for the evening. And besides, if it meant getting this creep off her back, so be it. “-Andi’s boyfriend, that’s who.”

Matt stared at the two of them for a second, then scoffed and chuckled disbelievingly. “Yeah, like I’m gonna believe that. This is the first time I’m hearing that Andi Rhodes has a boyfriend and you expect me to just believe it?” 

Donnie growled slightly to himself. “You want proof?” He asked - completely forgetting that it was all fake. He wasn’t supposed to actually prove it - but it was Donnie. And when he was doubted, he needed to prove himself. 

Maybe that was why he kissed her with such passion that he could feel both of their heartbeats picking up as fast as humanly possible.

Or maybe because he knew that he would likely never have a chance to do this again.

The sound of Matt’s voice was completely faded, but the two could swear that he said something like ‘fine, whatever’ - and when Donnie cracked one eye open for a moment, he internally smirked as he watched Matt stalk away. 

That’s what he got. 

Once he was finally out of view, Donnie pulled away and met Andi’s eyes. Her face was the darkest shade of maroon she had ever seen, her eyes were wide, and her lips were slightly opened.

And even though he knew his face was the exact same way, he didn’t care at the moment. 

It was only when Andi found the words to talk did the high finally wear off. “Um…when I said you were my boyfriend, I was…not expecting that to happen tonight…” She admitted, her mind feeling like TV static. 

“Was it, um…too much?” Donnie asked, his face almost immediately cringing. What if it was and now Andi wanted to leave? What if he just ruined their friendship? What if she never wanted to see him again? What if-

“Not at all.”

Oh. 

Donnie’s face practically exploded in a crimson hue as he bashfully nodded. “N-Noted..”

“Just…maybe we don’t do anything like that again tonight?”

“Right…”

Neither of them admitted it, but they were both protesting in their minds when Andi requested that. 

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And before they knew it, the night was over - and so was their relationship. 

After taking a second taxi back to her apartment, Andi was smiling from ear to ear as Donnie walked her up to her door. She knew the night was going to be fun, but she was not expecting things like him and Kevin to get along so well or to for Danica to ask him to join them at their next meet - all he had to do was just sneak in through the back door of the school. 

The entire night felt like a daze, to be completely honest. But a brilliant daze. 

But it ended as soon as they made it to her apartment door. 

“So, I’ll see you tomorrow after school?” Donnie asked her with a soft smile, and when she nodded, his smile turned into a grin. “Cool. And if you see Kevin tomorrow, let him know that I fully intend on taking him up on his offer of a miniature robotics competition.”

Andi threw her head back and cackled to herself. “I’ll do that.” She replied, but then her face turned much more soft. “Tonight was amazing. I’m…I’m really glad you got to go.”

Donnie’s cheeks turned a soft pink as he giggled to himself. “Me too.”

“Goodnight, professor.”

“Goodnight, enchantress.” 

She gave him one more smile before finally stepping inside the apartment and closing the door. 

And almost immediately, she got her phone out of her purse and texted April: ‘Hey, finally home! And you’re never gonna believe this! Don and I were a fake couple for the night - and he kissed me! 🥴’

Within seconds, April responded. ‘Do you know what that means???’

‘He’s…really good at committing to a bit?’

‘No dummy, he loves you!’

Andi immediately started shaking her head - even if April couldn’t see it. ‘He does not, he probably just did it in the heat of the moment. No way Donnie actually likes me back 🙄’

‘Who else do you know would go to a science gala with you, agree to be your fake boyfriend - and kiss you even when he likely didn’t need to?’

“He did need to, to be fair - Matt Price was bothering us at one point in the night’

‘But he didn’t need to kiss you specifically - and yet he did 😏’

She couldn’t have been that oblivious, was she?

Maybe she was when she saw a text from Donnie. ‘Hey, tonight was amazing! I wouldn’t be opposed to going to another gala with you, to be completely honest :) But nevertheless, I’ll see you tomorrow - we’ll either spend the afternoon working on a new experiment or tinkering with some old ones, your choice :) Have sweet dreams, Andi 💜’

When her face burned bright pink as she read it, she found herself smiling to herself. 

Maybe she was oblivious to the fact that he liked her. Maybe it took her months to realize that she felt the same way about him. 

But if it meant that Donnie actually felt the same way about her that she did about him, she wasn’t exactly about to start complaining.

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Three things:

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Sciencing ALL the SCIENCE!! Yesterday at the New York Hall of Science @NYSCI Annual Benefit Gala. Celebrating Science and Inspiration.. great hors d'oeuvre, dinner, drinks, and glow-in-the-dark science experiments. Wonderful catching up with Matt Mitchell @cryptoharlem_usa and special congrats to Aaliyah Alcibar for receiving the Top Of The Ladder Award! FOR SCIENCE!! (at Cipriani Grand Ballroom) https://www.instagram.com/p/Cky6So3O6Jk/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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“Hand of Man” giant robotic hand at the World Maker Faire hosted at New York Hall of Science.

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Hello Internet :) Over the weekend, the Saturday Explainers created this very adorable animation of how the dinosaurs possibly came and left the Earth. The amazing part of this particular piece for me is seeing how it transitioned from a solo project to a team collaboration- all because of a single character and the endless possibilities of story telling.  The narrative animations have been a popular approach to stop motion animation, where the visitors spend time designing their own characters, dialogues through speech bubbles, backgrounds and storylines.  If you have not had a chance to stop in and create your own stop motion animation, this weekend is our last stop motion animation weekend from 1:30-3:00 pm and 3:30-5:00 pm in NYSCI’s Maker Space!!!!! Come! Join us!

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oceptember day 8: What’s in their bag

Nyscys is like the only oc I actively draw wearing a bag so I decided to go with what’s in his bag. He’s a lab assistant and pretty minimalistic so he doesn’t carry much outside of stuff he needs for work.

[send-me-your-hcs]

Mafia boss Tony sends his son Peter away at a young age to live with his aunt and uncle. Every month he goes to visit his son. Maybe he takes Peter somewhere nice like the movies or Central Park. Without fail, their nights together always ends with Tony balls deep in a sobbing Peter. A support check arrives for Peter the next morning.

Oh fuck me I love this prompt. Ty anon

Warnings: Age unspecified Peter but IMPLIED very underage, incest, noncon, creepy dark bio dad!Tony, DEAD DOVE DO NOT EAT.

“You’ve grown.”

The boy sinks lower in his chair, attempting to hide behind the other side of the table. He still hasn’t looked Tony in the eyes once since he picked him up from the Parkers’. It goes beyond Peter’s regular shyness - the boy is fidgety, morose. A typical teenager, maybe. Except that he’s not.

When Tony gives him an impatient look, Peter meekly shrugs, responding without responding. He’s always been a very quiet boy, but the silent treatment is especially irritating. Tony takes a sip of his wine in an attempt to crush the feeling. Their visit’s only just begun. It’s too early to fight.

When the waiter comes to refill his glass, Tony says, “And one for him, too.” Peter looks up, shocked, adorably concerned, but the waiter doesn’t bat an eye as he fills the empty wine glass beside his iced tea. This isn’t the first time Tony’s brought his son here. Even if it had been, everyone knows they’d lose a lot more than Tony’s business if they dared refuse his request.

Peter stares at the glass once the waiter leaves. Tony smiles at him as he sips his own, but the boy’s gaze is fixated. “Drink up,” he orders softly, watching the worry deepen on Peter’s handsome face. He doesn’t move. “Drink it, Peter.”

The boy’s hands shake as he lifts the heavy glass to his lips. Everything about it reminds Tony how young his son is - the way his face scrunches up at the taste, the way he carefully lifts the glass by the bowl with both hands, not trusting himself to use the stem. The way his hands look terribly, unbelievably small, his fingers short and thin as they wrap around the wide bowl beneath the rim. He truly is just a little slip of a thing. Bigger than last month, sure, he’s at that age. But only just starting the long ascent into adulthood.

It’s only been a month since they last saw each other, but already, Peter’s hand-me-down clothes are fitting just a little better than they were before, not as loose and baggy around the ankles, not hanging as low down his thighs. The Parkers tried to dress him up, as they always do, but they seem to have some aversion to using Tony’s money to buy his son nice things. The button-up shirt and dress slacks they wrapped him in are clearly Ben’s, trimmed and hemmed amateurishly to fit tighter on Peter’s skinny body. Any charm the look has is only attributed to the fact that it’s Peter wearing it.

“Apparently I need to take you shopping,” Tony muses, mostly to himself. “Drink, Peter. We’ll have a different wine when dinner is served.”

Peter takes a long, deep breath through his nose and lifts the glass to his lips again, then steels himself and gulps the rest of the burgundy liquid down. Tony chuckles, pointedly not mentioning that the alcohol is going to hit him much faster now, and lets the boy go back to sulking, tense and silent, in his chair.

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After dinner, Tony loads a wobbly, light-headed Peter into his car and drives him to the Hall of Science. Peter is a little more animated as they walk around and take everything in, but Tony suspects that’s mostly the alcohol’s doing. The boy still hasn’t said much and he shies away when Tony wraps an arm around his shoulders, flinching at the contact. Tony buys him a little souvenir at the giftshop and ruffles Peter’s hair when the boy mumbles a quiet thank you.

They don’t say a word on the drive to the hotel. Peter’s never once asked why Tony doesn’t bring him to the penthouse during their visits, and Tony’s in no hurry to tell him. If the Parkers have told his son what he truly does for a living, behind the scenes, Peter’s never acted differently for it. He’s still the same sullen little boy he’s always been.

The room Tony rented is a bright and vast penthouse suite that costs more money per night than the Parkers pay for their monthly mortgage. The California King bed stands in the middle of the main room like a centerpiece, drawing your gaze to it as soon as you walk through the door. Tony suspects that’s not the reason Peter hasn’t taken his wide eyes off it. He stays huddled in the foyer, fidgeting with the toy Tony bought him at NYSCI, looking terribly lost.

Tony pours himself a glass of scotch at the bar and pulls his tie free from his neck. “Come here, Peter,” he calls gently, watching the boy teeter and debate whether or not he should obey. In the end, he knows there’s nowhere else to go. He keeps his head down as he shuffles his feet forward into the room, like he’s dragging himself towards his father.

Tony sips his drink and looks the boy over. He’s growing up. Every month he gets more beautiful, his features filling out to define his gentle face. If he resembles anyone in their family, it’s Tony’s own mother, with that soft head of hair and big, dark bambi eyes.

He cups the boy’s chin, thumbing over his bottom lip. Peter’s eyes are already glazing over with tears. It makes Tony’s skin itch, all the little hairs on the back of his neck standing on end. Peter has always been so receptive to him. Always reacting. Feeling. Submitting.

He takes the back of the boy’s head to hold him still, grip tightening ever so slightly as he leans down and kisses him.

—

Harsh, labored breaths ghost over the pillows Peter’s face is buried in. Tony trails kisses over his shoulder blades, hips still gently rocking as he rides out his orgasm. Peter’s knuckles are bone-white as they clutch the sheets, strangling the soft material for all he’s worth.

Tony pants against his son’s back. The silky clutch around his softening cock is absolutely divine; warm and dripping wet where they’re still sealed together. Peter’s back trembles as he struggles to hold in his hiccuping sobs, making his tight skin dance across Tony’s lips.

“My good boy,” Tony sighs happily against Peter’s glistening skin. He kisses him again and grinds his hips against Peter’s ass, grinning when the boy whines and shivers. “Did you get off, honey? Did you come for Daddy?”

Peter gives him a stiff, curt nod, but when Tony wedges a hand beneath his hips to his pelvis, he finds his cock still hard, the tip leaking. He clicks his tongue in disapproval and wraps his hand around the boy’s shaft. “Peter. Why are you lying to me? It’s obvious you didn’t come.”

“I don’t want to,” Peter slurs into his pillow, pleading. “I just wanna go to sleep now, Dad, please.”

“That would be rude,” Tony scolds, pulling back so he can roll the boy over. Peter is quick to bury his face in his arms, trying to hide his tears, as if it’s the first time he’s ever cried during sex, and not the norm. “Let Daddy make you feel good.”

The whimper that leaves Peter’s pink little mouth when Tony swallows him down is gorgeous. He encourages Peter’s hips to rock upwards, rutting against his face, until the broken sobs turn to pleasure-filled groans. Tony trails his lips up to the head of Peter’s pretty little cock and back down, sucking hard, smiling when Peter’s hips stutter, his orgasm fast approaching.

He pulls back in time to let the boy finish all over his cute little belly. Peter’s labored breaths return to quiet sobs, his teeth sinking into his bottom lip hard enough to pierce the skin. “Don’t do that,” Tony says, pulling Peter’s lip from his teeth with the pad of his thumb. “You’ll leave a mark, Pete.”

Peter drops his arms from his face. His eyes stay glassy with tears and glued to the ceiling as Tony wipes the come from their bodies with Ben’s old dress shirt.

“I’m going to give you a little extra this month,” Tony says as he tosses the filthy shirt away. “I want you to use it to buy something nice to wear for next time. Don’t let May talk you into buying something big enough to grow into - I’m going to give you extra for a tailor, too. I want you to see one before I pick you up next month. Got it?”

Peter says nothing, his gaze still stuck to the ceiling. The goddamn silent treatment. Tony snaps his fingers in front of the boy’s face and says, “Pe-ter. I’m talking to you. Did you hear what I just said?”

A shiver wracks the boy’s body. He turns his wet-eyed gaze back to Tony’s face and nods, sullenly.

“Good. And you’re going to be a good boy and do as Daddy says?”

There’s a beat of hesitation. Then another nod, Peter’s lips parting so he can softly mutter, “Yes, Daddy,” before closing his eyes and turning away.

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Study Partners Pt 3

Please excuse any grammatical errors I may have made. Sorry this one is so short. I had a lot going on this week lol. The next part will be kinda long FYI. 

The next day at school Peter finds you in the library. He seems to have something on his mind. 

The next day at school I sit in the library during lunch. I can eat my lunch here because I’ve befriended the librarian. I’ve packed a blueberry muffin to go with my current read about a high school romance between nerds that are on opposing teams of an academic decathlon. The main character reminds me of Peter. I’m beginning to see him in everything. Even Spider-Man is reminding me of him. ¿Que pasa? I can’t get him off my mind. I was so lost in my thoughts that I didn’t realize that Peter had sat down next to me. 

“Ese libro es bueno” Crap he caught me with my mouth full. 

“Sí,” I say as I try to swallow. He’s wearing a Midtown sweatshirt instead of my sweatshirt. 

“What part are you at?” He pulls his sleeves over his hands and leans in closer. 

“Um,” I can feel him looking at me. I suddenly can’t remember how to turn pages and read words. “I’m at the part where he finds out that she’s on the enemy team.” 

“Oh yeah, that’s a good part. ‘Tarde yo gano’” he says part of the sentence that reads “After I win...” 

“...yo besaré ella lamentable cara” We giggle together. I take a glance to make sure that the librarian isn’t mad. She winks at me instead of shushing us. 

“Did you need something from me?” I say, gazing into those gorgeous brown eyes.

“I came to return this.” He pulls my sweatshirt out of his backpack. Did he get a new one? 

“I didn’t realize that I was still wearing it when I left.” He grins awkwardly. 

“Gracias.” I take it and hastily stuff it into my backpack to get back to looking at him. Ah geez, I’m hooked on him. 

“Anything else?” I say hopefully. The tension is suffocating me. 

“Ask her!” Someone whispers behind us. The voice sounded like Ned. 

“What was…” I say right before Peter cuts me off.

“Wanna go to NYSCI with me this weekend?” he blurts out as his cheeks turn pink. He’s finally asking me out! I’m so happy I could scream. 

“Sí. I would love to!” I say with a big ol’ smile on mi cara. 

“Yes!” someone whispers again. That has to be Ned. 

“Great! Awesome!” He's smiling so wide, it’s adorable. God, he’s so cute. 

“I, uh, was thinking we could go to the Rocket Park.” 

“Definitely, I love space science.” 

“I knew you would like it.” How did he know? 

Brrring! The bell rings signaling the end of lunch and the end of my time with Peter. 

“Wait! I don’t have your number.” I swiftly get out my phone and open a new contact. I thrust my phone into his hands before he had time to react. 

“Seis… Uno… Ocho…” he mumbles under his breath. He’s taking a while. I don’t know where to look. I want to keep looking at him but it’s weird to stare so much. 

“Here you go.” He gives my phone back. The new contact says “Peter Parker ❤”. My heart swells as if a symphony is playing crescendos and decrescendos in a ballad. 

“But you don’t have my number.” 

“Oh, I just memorized the number you had under 'Me'". 

“Wow, I'm impressed.” I chuckle. How did he do that so fast? He truly amazes me.

“Hehe yeah. I’ll see you later Y/N.” He leaves as Ned follows behind him. They do their little handshake before leaving. The librarian gives me a thumbs up before disappearing into a closet. I pull out my sweatshirt and whisper scream into it. It now smells faintly of the Earth after it rains and chemicals.