#thank u egg !!!!!! i love u !!

[eggsdoodz]

i just wanted to say thank u for all the love in my inbox since i made my account here :,) there’s too many messages to reply to as i don’t wanna clog up everyone’s dash but i see u, i hear u, i love u!!!! i appreciate all of ur kindness so much, we’re all going through this together <3 - E x

[achilleslyre]

@aquataines ohhh absolutely i am soo happy to talk about food as an amalgamation of the uchihas love and the way it haunts them after the massacre. i'm really passionate about this so you don’t even understand the can of beans you have opened. i am going to be talking about both canon and filler in this though, because there is lots of supporting canon however filler continues to support and fuel this thought.

growing up with his family, sasuke is very commonly shown at the dinner table with his family eating together, and it’s where a lot of conversations with his family take place. now to start this off, i’m going to point out the obvious that the uchiha canonically are a clan that holds too much love inside of them, which is what develops their sharingan. carrying so much love within you of course needs an outlet to come out. we don’t really see the uchiha showing much verbal affection towards each other but sasukes family very obviously loves each other. fugaku even tells itachi that he doesn’t wish for words of flattery, but nonetheless to show his thanks and return the love back to itachi for what he said fugaku immediately offers to get him his favourite snack, dango. so we would infer that they communicate their love to each other in a different way. food.

sasuke and his family really share their most intimate moments together when they are in the kitchen at the table. here is where sasuke asks fugaku why itachi doesn’t give him much attention while at the dinner table, and fugaku explains that itachi is just not very social, sasuke later admits to mikoto that he thinks he’s unfavoured between him and itachi by fugaku, to which mikoto explains the differences between him and itachi and reassures him that he’s not. it’s where they’re seen talking most commonly just in general as well, about the sharingan, about training, exciting moments, ect.. the dinner table is where their love is shown when they gather together and eat the food that mikoto has made with the love for her family. it’s where they feel most comfortable to show their love and be honest because in the kitchen is where their love grows.

why is the food their centre of love though? just in general making food for someone is something very special, intimate and ultimately caring. you are turning basic ingredients and foods into something for others to not only to take nutrients from, grow and gain strength from, but also to spend time with them and enjoy the taste of the food you made with care together. you pour the love you have into the food you make for the people you love because you want to see them be happy and healthy. for people like mikoto and itachi who’re shown to enjoy cooking, it’s something special that they put everything into because not only do they want to see their family eat to keep them alive, but they want to see them enjoy the taste and feel the care and love for them that they’ve stored within the food as they make it. they want to place their love inside their family and have them carry their love around wherever they go and what better way to store their love inside them other than to put it in the food your make for them? mikoto is obviously the main cook of the uchiha household and she makes sure that her family stores the love she puts into the meals she cooks inside of them. she is frequently seen ensuring that her kids are fed, making sure they’re filled up, making them lunches, giving them snacks and making sure they are eating good food.

itachi as well, in filler, spends the episode finally getting to be around sasuke and bond with him. the day was spent making sasuke happy and sharing the love that he does have for sasuke with his brother, and at the end of the day makes a huge feast for sasuke. he made him so much food to show sasuke that he cares about him and loves him, he wants to see him eat and he wants to see him eat well. he intends to pack him full of his love. not to get into the fact that clearly mikoto would have had to teach itachi how to cook, sharing the ‘secret’ of spreading love. now this isn’t canon however i personally would like to think (considering how young itachi is here and how much he can make already on his own) that mikoto also had started teaching sasuke how to cook a little as well. this will come back later, which is why i mention it.

the common theme within all of these meals— all of mikoto’s dinners, her bento boxes, fugaku and itachi’s dango, and his feast for sasuke— they are all good, yummy food. they’re something you want to eat and hold inside you and cherish. they’re all made and/or given with care, thought, intention and love.

sasuke grew up eating a variety of good tasting and well made food.

after the massacre, though, he changes. sasuke has lost the love from his family, he doesn’t have it anymore. sasuke grew up with food being the indicator of love, and grew up with the dinner table being the centre of family and bonding. as a reaction to the loss of his family he couldn’t bare to keep storing that love inside him, food as a love language died with them. his family was now gone, and the thought of storing love (read: well made food) inside him after his family was killed was not in the question. after the loss of their love, the only thing he needed to focus on was catching up to itachi to kill him.

here we can see what foods sasuke favours post massacre. “sasuke’s every move is designed to make him stronger, he approaches his diet with equal intensity.” his diet has changed drastically. from being fed a large variety of yummy, well made food filled with love and care for him to enjoy eating, he goes to eating raw and bland food, anything just to get stronger quicker. you could argue that he just didn’t know how to cook, which i can’t say he didn’t, but as i stated before it seems very likely that mikoto started teaching the boys to cook from a very young age, added to the fact that sasuke intentionally only starts eating food for its nutrients and health benefit, it’s fair enough to infer that he can cook at least some meals that he used to eat, he just can’t bare to anymore.

“he never selects his meals based on what he actually likes.” we look to his favourite foods to eat and they’re broken down into their health factors. this kid, reportedly, is known to be eating raw tomatoes simply because he wants to get stronger as fast as possible. he does not like the taste of what he is eating. he does not eat food with the intention of enjoying it’s creation. with the loss of his family he lost the will to store himself with love (this is not to say he does not still have love, he has been stored with love all his life, he is an uchiha, he will always be motivated by love), he couldn’t bare to continue consuming love filled food so he ate food solely to get stronger. food made with no care, thought, intention, or love. the love of his family haunts him. this is beside the point but i can’t even begin to express how heart breaking that is. the uchiha show their love with food and sasuke stops eating food created with love once he loses his family, all the love he had.

sasuke, isolated, left all alone in this village with no friends spent his time from 7 to 12 years old avoiding the love of food. but when he finally finds someone to create a bond with, what does he do?

he offers naruto food. despite what he says, this an olive branch to start forming a bond with naruto. this is him extending care with the intention of filling naruto so that he doesn’t go hungry. whether the food was made with love or care doesn’t matter because at that moment sasuke put the intention into the food. it’s how he creates bonds, it’s how he shows care and how he shows love because that was how he was raised, he was raised to bond over food, to show care and to love with food.

the uchiha’s love has always revolved around food and it’s woven so into the text that at this point it’s not even a head canon to me, but fact.

[barry-j-blupjeans]

hair dye stain + oh i gotta know (20 on the emotions list) + taakitz?? - egg 🧡

object + emotion prompt list here!

6. Hair dye stain

20. OH BUT I GOTTA KNOW??? I GOTTA

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Kravitz was this close to deciding that his home was now, in fact, the Eternal Stockade and he had to stay there forever and ever. It was— it's not been a good day. In fact, it's been the opposite of a good day. A bad day. No, an awful day. A terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day.

First, he had to get up at fuck-early in the morning to go on a mission. Which he was used to, sure, but now, it meant tearing himself away from Taako's arms, having to put on a shirt when he could just be wearing a blanket, having to miss out on vital snuggle time. It was supposed to have been an easy, regular mission too. But then he had to deal with necromancers who were all a bit too much into their stupid bit, and he got blood on his favorite robe, and then he had to call for backup because there were so many necromancers holy fucking shit—

The easy-peasy little takeout had turned into a six-hour brawl. And Kravitz had to give it to them— turns out a group of frat boys could do a whole lot of damage if they were determined enough. And stupid enough. Which, of course, they had been. At the very least, they had wiped the amused little look off of Kravitz's face. And Lup's, when she got there. By the time they decided they needed Barry, there wasn't really room for amusement anymore.

Kravitz was tired. He was sweaty and gross and had blood in places he did not want blood to be; namely, on his flesh and clothes. Both were bad places for blood. By the end of the fight, Barry and Lup— who both looked fucking rad covered in blood. Kravitz wished he could look that good covered in blood— had sent one pitying glance at him and told him to go home. They'd do the paperwork.

Any objections Kravitz may have had to coworkers before were now gone, thank you.

It was still technically morning when Kravitz got back. Angus Jr. curled between his legs as a greeting, meowing impatiently at him. Garbanzo blinked at him from over by the couch, sitting on a towel that Kravitz could distinctly remember not being stained… blue? Purple?? Blurple. No, it had definitely not been blurple the last time Kravitz had seen it. Which could only mean that either Garbanzo was suddenly leaking blurple everywhere or someone was having a hair dye session.

Someone being Taako. …Hopefully. Maybe Taako helping Merle dye his beard again. Except that Merle usually went with pink and not blurple, so it had to be Taako.

"Babe?" Kravitz called out, shuffling down the hall. He stopped about halfway into his second step and realized that his shoes were leaving bloody, muddy marks all over the floor. Ugh. He struggled to kick them off for a second, trying not to hit Angus Jr. who liked to play a game called What if you did things and I was in your way?. Once he did, he called out again. "Taako? You home?"

"Just barely!" came Taako's voice from down the hall. Kravitz gingerly picked up his shoes, his body protesting the need to bend over, and put them at the shoe rack by the door.

"Marco," Kravitz said, moving down the hall.

"What are you, five?" came Taako's voice from the bathroom. And then, "polo."

Kravitz peeked into the bathroom to find Taako spreading a generous glob of blurple into his hair. The counter was a mess, blurple handprints (and cat paws) everywhere. Kravitz could only assume, using the context clues and the fact that their baby gate was set up in the bathroom doorframe, that Garbanzo had been up to some mischief earlier. Taako glanced at him and then did a double take. Probably because of the blood and whatnot.

"Do I wanna know?" he asked, hands still tangled up in his hair.

"Frat boys," Kravitz said exhaustedly.

"Well now I gotta know," Taako said. "Don't let the cats in."

Kravitz awkwardly stepped over the baby gate, something that proved very unnecessary as it swayed open when he shifted wrong. But Kravitz must have really looked in bad shape because Taako didn't even laugh at him. He did let out a little snort, though.

"Rough mission?" Taako asked, bringing him into a hug. Kravitz sighed, dropping his head against Taako's shoulder. He was going to have to burn this suit at this point, what with the grime and the blurple.

"Mh-hm," Kravitz said.

"I figured when Lup left in the middle of our brekky," Taako said. He rub Kravitz's back comfortingly. "And then Barry left in the middle of helping me choose hair dye and I couldn't decide."

"Blurple," Kravitz said knowingly.

"Blurple," Taako confirmed.

They stood there for a minute, holding each other. Taako smelled like peaches.

"D'you wanna dye your hair?" Taako asked.

Kravitz paused, thinking. Maybe it was the entire fucking fraternity he had spent his morning with, but he felt a lot more stupid now than he usually did. After a few seconds of deliberation, he said,

"Yeah." Another pause. "Not blurple though."

"Well we've got green, red, like, a suuuper dark blue, grink, orange—"

"Sorry?" Kravitz said, pulling back from the hug. "Grink?"

"Green pink," Taako said, nodding as if that made sense. Maybe it did. It probably did. "And yed."

"Yellow red," Kravitz said. "Isn't that just orange?"

"Babe, I have got so much to teach you."

[b4kuch1n]

frog documentation. frogcumentation

I think I mentioned a while back I'd post nibling frog momence after the gift's done given. which happened on the 2nd this month I just forgot lmao. anyways we can do it now. I used the boigameista pattern scaled up to four pieces of A4 print paper and decided to double deck it to a two layer thing, not unlike a pillow, for ease of washin. because it was gonna be gifted to a one year old child

took a long time and made a number of mistakes bc hand sewing makes me worse as a person but this guy was done in time for the birthday occasion and that's what matters. chose non-fuzzy fabrics for it because we live in a dense city in the tropics and from personal experience if I hug something made of fur I would explode. the original plan included felt patterns on its back for bonus textures for baby but that wouldn't stretch well along with the rest of the thing so had to hold that back. eventually we got this

zipper across its ass, the coat type of zipper bc I miscalculated when ordering. but it did have a shape and that's all that matters to me. will be a fun game for the baby to grow up and be severely misinformed about what a frog looks like

happy extremely late birthday to this thing also

[keirawantstocry]

Inspired by the "sunny calling Pac pai" i say inspired as if im not straight stealin it lmao

Pomme calling qJaiden 'Maman', her being surprised the egg views her as another mom.

Lovebirds🔛🔝

Anon ur a genius i love it 

(okay ready just pretend everyone came home from purgatory and that jaiden is active and this will all make sense) 

Jaiden and Baghera had gotten close in Purgatory, it felt… nice to have someone by her side like that. Swearing to protect her while actually following through with that promise and making sure nobody got to her in fights. She wasn’t exactly sure how to describe it to be honest. Romantic didn’t fit but it was damn near the closest thing she could think of. 

It was strange coming home from Purgatory. Roier moved out. Into the castle with Cellbit. Which was fine really. But it was a new level of loneliness. She had gotten so used to being side by side with people every waking moment that all of a sudden the silence was painful. 

Then Baghera moved in with Pomme. Jaiden couldn't help but be captivated by the little girl. The adorable face paint and the wicked grin she clearly got from her mother. 

When Pomme placed a sign that said, “Maman?” Jaiden turned to Baghera instinctively. 

“Baghera?” 

“Hm?” the blonde woman hummed, her face turned away from both of them. 

“She's talking to you.” 

Baghera turned and glanced at the sign. “Non, I think she's talking to you, chérie.” 

Pomme bounced up and down to show agreement and Jaiden's jaw nearly dropped. 

“Me?” she asked, her voice cracking embarrassingly as the both of them smiled at her. 

Pomme placed down another sign. “I mean if you want to be?” 

“Oh,” Jaiden gasped before kneeling down and gathering the girl up in her arms. “Of course, of course. It would be an honor to be your mom, Pomme.”

[narugen]

keep thinking abt hoshina and mina GOD.. (spoilers for manga and kn8 bside)

given what hoshina said about his previous division treating him like a burden/parasite just because he can’t handle firearms and specializes in his swords… how tiring must it have been to have to work with those people each mission despite having a common goal?

and how tiring must it have been to be constantly told off by his own father for wanting to continue his family’s tradition, or to be told to give up on being part of the jakdf by his own teacher -

before mina, a high ranking commander personally reached out to him, to recruit him into her team?

the fact that she didn’t see him during joint trainings and think: why bother with that? why bother with blades when bigger kaiju will appear? when she personally deals with bigger kaiju herself.

but she instead saw him and thought: he can help me, he can cover my weaknesses (mina not being able to handle a vegetable peeler is hilarious) and he’s someone i can trust

she sees potential in him, she sees how he can excel within her division, she saw hoshina and as captain - has probably heard everyone talk shit about him but she was still certain that he’d be one of her division’s greatest asset

(and even when platoon leader ebina refused to let hoshina help out, mina stood firm on her decision and her claim that hoshina would be useful. when she asked him if he could take down the big kaiju, and he could only promise saving the child within it - she believed him, took his word for it and waited until he carried out his promise.)

and now hoshina is the vice captain, putting faith in a new recruit whom most people wouldn’t have believed in… full fucking cycle..

tldr: it makes me rly fucking emotional to think about how hoshina was given a reason to continue improving with his swords after being told to give up all this time… and how mina had never once thought his abilities were useless 👍

also makes me crazy how protective he is of his position as vice captain, as the person who stands by captain ashiro’s side…

[livefromtheyard]

hiiiiii ❤️ i've never made a post like this but i just wanted to say thank you for following me while i post about four dumb podcasters and don't even really do anything beyond that on here lol. crazy that 500 yardigans are even on this website. this blog is weirdly tied up with a lot of strong emotions for me because i made it when my mom was dying in september of 2022. all i wanted to do was escape the fact that my world was collapsing while i was driving to nashville and sitting in the waiting room of the vanderbilt SICU every week. it probably sounds very stupid but being in our little yardblr community helped a lot and i am so glad that i get to interact with you all every day !! 💖💖💖

[red-dyed-sarumane]

i need people to start paying me for every time they tell me "oh but ur arts so good ur wasting ur talent u need to do it professionally" wrong i need to do art to draw beautiful characters that not a single other person cares about while feeding every ounce of love i have into my work or to convey thoughts & feelings beyond words and to even think of doing otherwise is to deny my own nature "oh but u can do what u want and then sell it" why is everything about money to you why cant u just enjoy things at what point in ur life did u forget how to have fun

[natasha-in-space]

Just wanted to let you know I've been scrolling through your writings and I'm so in love. <3

As for my request.. GE Saeran or Ray planting flowers/ tending the garden with MC? I need a little more fluff in my life. :)

"Y/N? What are you doing out here?"

"Oh, Ray!" You immediately perked up at the sound of the voice you knew so well, jumping up onto your feet from the small patch of soil you were crouching in before and turning to face him fully, a giddy smile slowly forming on your face as you took in his curious gaze. It was akin to an instinct that you couldn't control. The sight of him there made you feel so happy that it was hard to contain your excitement. "Sorry. Were you worried for me? I knew I should have texted you..."

"No, no, it's quite alright... You're one of us now, and Magenta is your home. I'm just... surprised." He smiled sheepishly at you, his shoulders relaxing little by little as he took in your cheery demeanor. It was apparent to you that your new status was a strange change for him, despite his efforts to make you feel comfortable. After all, he has grown so close with you in the last couple of weeks... It was probably hard for him to view you as a fellow believer now, rather than his precious tester.

You quickly dusted yourself off before picking up a plastic water can that you were busy working with before. "Well, I wanted to plant some flowers! It was supposed to be a surprise for you, but... I'm, uh, actually kind of struggling here. The gardener I saw acted all antsy around me for some reason, so I didn't want to bother the poor guy. Say... if you, maybe, have some free time on your hands... could you help me out? Just a little?"

After all, it was worth a shot trying to ask him.

"Well, of course! You've done so much for me ever since I came here! I simply wanted to repay the favor. After all, I know how much you love your flower friends. So, can you lend me a hand so that I don't kill any of these poor innocent seedlings?" You chat with him in a lighthearted tone, eager to keep the mood pleasant and comfortable between the two of you. Ray had a tendency to get lost in his own thoughts at times! And, you wanted to distract him a bit from the recent mess up with the Savior that has kept him stressed and anxious throughout the last week.

Ray's eyes practically lit up as you said that, revealing a pale blush on his cheeks in a matter of seconds. He seemed to be rather taken aback by your invitation... in a good way, from what you could see. "A... A surprise? For me...?"

"O-Of course. I'd love to." Although there was a slight stutter in his soft voice, he took a small step towards you. His eyes locked onto yours with an emotion that was a mix between gratitude and admiration. It appears that he was ready for the task after all!

"Great! So, uh, I'm actually unsure of how much water the soil needs, so could you help me with that? Those are white camelia seedlings... I read up on the right way to plant them, but it's not as easy as I thought." You explained to him with an awkward chuckle, crouching down next to the small spot of fresh soil you've chosen to plant in and gesturing around all the gardening equipment you managed to bring out with you. Although the gardener believer was anxious, he was willing to carry all the heavy stuff for you, and you were grateful for that.

He made it look so easy... like it was second nature to him. You only wished he could have more time and freedom on his hands to pursue these small activities that actually brought him joy... but, since you didn't want to ruin the moment, you never brought up this forbidden topic at hand.

Soon, you were both working in comfortable silence, nothing but the gentle rustle of greenery and the evening melody of crickets interrupting the sound of your gradual progress. Although, by this time, you spent more energy on ogling Ray than actually gardening. You couldn't help yourself! He looked so graceful as his hands placed each tiny seed in its respective hole... You never knew something like gardening could even look graceful! But, oh, what you liked most of all was seeing how... peaceful Ray's gaze has become the longer you worked. He appeared completely relaxed at this moment, enjoying doing something he loved and not worrying about anything. For this brief magical moment, at the very least.

"Oh hey, that one looks like a kitty!" You called out, pointing out the specific cluster of clouds you were talking about, with a silly snicker falling from your lips. There was something so... relaxing about doing this with him. It's possible to forget the huge imposing castle made of white marble towering behind you and, for a brief moment, find yourself free as a bird amidst these fluffy clouds. It was bittersweet, in a way.

The initial plan was to help you with your gardening effort, but it turned out to be cloud-watching as you sat next to each other on the lush grass, your arms barely touching. The closeness is just right to make your heart race, but not too much to cause anything prohibited within Mint Eye. Sort of like a secret date.

"I'm afraid I can't really see that, but your imagination is something definitely worth of admiration." Ray chuckled quietly, shaking his head a bit as he glanced at you with amusement before returning his attention to the rosy evening sky above.

"Y-Yes?" He stuttered, his gaze now glued to you, even as his cheeks grew redder and redder as he inevitably took notice of just how close your faces truly were now that you laid your head on his shoulder.

As you laid your head on his shoulder, sighing with a sense of peacefulness that enveloped you like a warm blanket, he jolted and made a tiny adorable squeak at your sudden touch. You were aware that he didn't object to this. Ray was someone almost as touch-starved as you... although, it took you some time to realize that his jumpy reactions weren't made out of discomfort, but rather unfamiliarity with such gestures of affection. "...Ray?"

"Do you know the meaning of white camelia?"

"That's right. You're adorable." You whispered affectionately to him, as if it were a secret meant only to be shared between you, then leaning in and leaving a chaste kiss on the tip of his nose.

Your question caused his flustered mind to scramble and his eyes to grow wide. It wasn't long before a shaky gasp came from his lips, making you giggle in response.

[jrueships]

who would you most like to read jrue being paired with in a fic?

Me .

[fowlaroundtown]

Heyo!!! Another art trade!!! This one’s with @autisticenbydonnie!!!

They wanted their sona eggotello (who has no right being THAT fun to draw), and I decided to draw them playing some video games!!! I hope they’re winning >:)))

Please go check out their half for the trade!!! It’s really really good and I cry everytime I look at it!!! 💜💜💜

[stuck-in-the-ghost-zone]

HEY MAC i'm still in the middle of commenting on ur fic & ill certainly be in ur inbox more BUT before i forget. holds the microphone up. eyes emoji. do u have thoughts on like, Why u chose the animals u did for overlord's experiments??? why those ones!!! i had such a delightful interlude looking at photos of north atlantic right whales & honduran white bats and carpenter bees and pit vipers.......... ofcourse i want 2 know ur Entire Fucking Thought process for mark as always but also like!!! everyone else!!!! tell me abt em!!!!!!!!! what the hell was overlord aiming for!!!

OVERLORD DIDNT HAVE A GOAL HE JUST LIKES TO FUCK AROUND AND FIND OUT. the real answer tho was that these were my fun little easter eggs for myself <3 all of the ones I listed and described are based on ocs of mine so they were just fun little treats For Me :] SO THERES NOT LIKE. a plot reason or anything other than me taking my barbie dolls and ripping their arms off to replace them with like. tmnt action figure parts. is this anything. I might bring back Marlon for funsies bc hes a cape oc I haven't done anything with yet but Oliver is one of my tfobh guys and Marie is based on an oc I had when I was a weird little girl. hehehehe

ALSO EXTREMELY GLAD U LOOKED UP PICTURES I loved putting in the scientific names bc I was like. this is like a fun little puzzle. people who dont care all that much will be like "huh okay weird" and won't know the deal until I describe the animal traits later and people who DO care will get to look at pictures of animals :] will graham voice this is my design. etc etc

[1punch]

@ianuarius gets a plotted starter ! 

In truth, he really wanted to stay alone, to isolate and compress himself and his fluctuating moods in the small comfort of his apartment. But King has been nice enough to invite him over, and refusing another time would be down right spiteful. None of this is King's fault, he doesn't deserve to be on the cold end of Saitama's vacant confusions and frustrations. The younger hero hoped he could find it in himself to simply be and enjoy King's company, or at least gather some of his attention and put some heart into the game they shared, even if he didn't particularly feel any motivation for it at that moment. But it appears his efforts were futile, or maybe he hasn't tried hard enough, he doesn't know anything for sure lately. 

Besides the fact that he's been hindering the game's progress more than he usually does, King's little remarks & helpful verbal nudges made him aware. On normal days, the frustration of being ridiculously terrible at this would have drove him up a wall, but the extent of his responses today was small noises of acknowledgement and maybe a nod, mostly to himself. 

Everything felt a bit too small, too insignificant. He is simply setting here and playing video games. He doesn't like that attitude of his mind, but it's been almost impossible to look at King; real, kicking ass at RPGs, with all the glory of a living human -with such a tremendous heartbeat- and not think of a reality where none of these things lasted, and heartbeats & voices were silent against foreboding rains.

He must have zoned out again, absentmindedly letting go the of the mental leash on incomprehensible strength. Luckily, it's only the gaming controller in his hands, and it straight up explodes after a single press goes too far. A particular stray button flies straight into Saitama's defenseless forehead, colliding with an audible smack before bouncing elsewhere, it leaves a trail of steam vaporizing from the spot, otherwise the absurd force couldn't do any visible damage to invincible skin. 

" This again... " He says with just the slightest bit of inconvenienced irritation, plastic parts crumbling to the floor as he dusts off his hands. " Sorry man, I don't think these things like me anymore. " 

[www-pinkhearse]

I’m sorry

[kayvsworld]

if hes cast-iron does that mean you can season him so he becomes non-stick

au where instead of painting the armour for aesthetic purposes, tony sits down and diligently hand-coats every piece of the armour in vegetable oil before baking it in a fancy designated iron man brand oven. for. tactical non-stick properties

[simcardiac-arrested]

No (Way) Bitches