#im pretty sure ive already reblogged this before

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itfeelssogoodmrstark:

couldntbedamned:

areluctantsblog:

darkerstarker:

I’m a serious sucker for the whole, no one believes Peter has a Stark Industries Internship thing, and when Tony hears Peter is getting shit about it at school, he shows up randomly during lunch hours, walks in, and gives Peter something, like a note book because “Hey Pete, you forgot this, this morning when leaving the tower, thought it might be important, see you after school.”

And Peter genuinely has never seen this note book before in his life, but Tony needed the excuse to come make everyone feel like little shits for picking on him.

Bonus: he opens the notebook and it says “They should believe you now. Have a good day!”

This is canon.

“Hey, Mr. Stark, was the blow job he gave you to get the internship at least good?”

Tony stops and turns around.

“Anyone want to put a face to that question?”

No one steps forward.

“That’s what I thought. Here’s a question of my own: What’s the formula for Vacuum Permeability?”

No one answers. All of the faces, save one, are confused.

“Mr. Parker?”

“Mu nought equals 4 pi times 10 to the negative 7 weber divided by ampere times meter.”

“Correct. And the ground-state energy of positronium is most nearly equal to? Anyone?”

Again, blank faces. “Mr. Parker?”

“Negative 6.8 electron volts.”

“Correct. And unlike triglycerides, phospholipid molecules… Any idea?”

More confused faces, some uncomfortable shifting around. Tony sighs. “Mr. Parker?”

“Phospholipid molecules have two lipid tails, Sir.”

Tony smiles tightly. “That’s why Mr. Parker is interning for Stark Industries. Maybe next time instead of inventing wild theories about how he got the internship, you should ask yourselves why you all didn’t.” He turns to look at Peter. “Dr. Banner’s in town, you’ll be in Lab Delta this week. See you after school, Mr. Parker.”

Peter nods, face still flushed. “Yes, Sir.”

Tony leaves and no one says anything. Everyone just starts to shuffle back to their cliques and classrooms. Peter stands with Ned and MJ.

“Wow,” Ned half-sighs.

“Not bad,” MJ says.

There’s a buzzing and Peter checks his phone.

The blowjob was excellent, by the way.

Peter deletes the message with a smirk.

OMG THAT ENDING. OGSJEIGOJSEif

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