⚠️Tw For Panic Attacks⚠️

when James and Reggie got together and James met Reg's friends he took one look at Barty and Evan and he just went god damn it not again

because the flashbacks to pre-relationship Sirius and Remus are hard and he does not want to go through that again

Hawkeye (2021)

Marvel will literally put a guy on top of another guy, chest on chest, and swear on their life they're not gay. BFFR

Tony:...Look, there's no way for me to tell you this. At least there's no new way for me to tell you this. I just don't things are gonna work out. Stephen: That's fine. Tony: [surprised] It is? Stephen: Mmm-hmm. Because I know that this isn't the end. Tony: Oh no, you see, actually it is. Stephen: No, it isn't, because you won't let that happen. Don't you know it yet? You love me, Tony Stark. Tony: Oh, no I don't. Stephen: Well then ask yourself this. Why do you think we keep ending up together? New Year's? Who invited who? Valentine's? Who asked who into whose bed? Tony: I did, but-- Stephen: You seek me out. Something deep in your soul calls out to me like a foghorn: "STEPHEN...STEPHEN...!" You want me. You need me. You can't live without me. And you know it. You just don't know you know it. See ya. [he kisses him passionately, then leaves] Tony: - CALL ME!

Et Tu, Kid?

Tony couldn’t believe this was happening.

The kid he thought of as his own was sitting across him, looking him dead in the eye. There was nothing binding him, but Tony felt like he might as well be chained to the chair he was sitting on.

“Come on, kid. You don’t have to do this,” he said, a faint pleading undertone making his weak voice shake.

Peter didn’t reply. Instead, a corner of his mouth twitched upwards into a tiny smirk.

The others weren’t much of a help either. Pepper was frozen, holding her breath. Rhodey’s eyes were darting all around the room, but otherwise didn’t move a muscle. Clint’s gaze was sliding from Peter to Tony. Steve shifted in his seat. Natasha had that calculating look in her eyes, as if she was planning everything ten steps ahead. Which was quite possible.

“Peter, listen. This isn’t you! You have to fight it. Please!”

Without breaking eye contact, Peter moved his hand, slow and precise, like a predator that knew his prey had nowhere to run.

“Don’t,” Tony softly pleaded.

This time, a full grin spread across the kid’s face. His fingers gripped the edge and he struck in one fast, merciless move.

The +4 card landed on the pile of cards with almost deafening thud. Well, at least to Tony.

“Uno,” Peter said with a shit-eating grin on his face.

“That’s it. I’m disowning you,” Tony grumbled as he drew four cards. He was so close to victory! “Next time we’re playing Monopoly, I’m letting Pepper bankrupt you.”

Peter, in a true, mature way, stuck his tongue out at Tony.

“Unbelievable. My own kid. Does your treachery know any bounds?”

“Nope.”

Rhodey looked at the skip card Natasha – much to Steve’s dismay – put down, and added a yellow 7 onto the pile. “Who would’ve thought game nights could get this intense.”

The yellow reverse Clint put down didn’t bring a smile to Pepper and her last card’s face. Steve, not having any yellow, had to draw a card from the deck. Natasha put down a wild card, leaving her with two.

“Mr. Stark, please no.”

But Tony didn’t listen. He was transfixed by the display: the wild card, and his own green +2. “You should’ve thought of that earlier,” he said breathlessly and put the card down.

Peter scoffed, offended. “I can’t believe you’ve done that.”

“I’m just giving you a taste of your own medicine.”

“I always liked Pepper more.”

“Oh, so it’s like that, huh?”

“Okay, how about we play Twister instead,” Steve made a peace offering.

“Against these two that can practically twist themselves into pretzels?!” Tony cried out, pointing at Peter and Natasha. “Only if they’re spinning.”

Pepper rolled her eyes. “Come on, Tony. You’re being ridiculous.”

“You’re saying that only because you want to play Monopoly.”

“I thought Monopoly was supposed to be the game that breaks families apart, not Uno” Clint commented and put his two last 4s down. “Oh hey, I win!”

One hc that i found that broke me is the reasoning for why Tony doesnt like being handed things.

I wish i could remember the person who posted this originally but i cant so if anyone knows them tag them or link their post

But it went that Tony doesnt like being handed things because as a kid, he would help Howard in the lab and Howard would hand him hot, sharp, or just generally harmful things and have him hold them until Howard needed them

And I think about this so much, like not many hcs that i see stick with me that hard but this one did and i think about it in every single irondad fic that i read/write because theres no way that this doesnt affect how he works with Peter in the lab.

For example, Tony never tries to make Peter even touch anything that could easily hurt his hands and insists that Tony works with everything burning hot, super sharp, ect

Or if you want to take it to the extreme, Tony doesn’t ever hand things to Peter directly, instead makes sure that Peter absolutely makes the choice for himself to touch anything in the lab. Even if Peter specifically asks for a part, Tony sets it down right next to him instead of directly in his hands.

Tell me we’ll never get used to it.

Some No Place Like Home fluff because. I wanted to draw fluff. I don’t think this is necessarily the first time Mobius says “I love you” to Loki, but I do think that sometimes when he says it, Loki gets overwhelmed by the reminder that he’s allowed to have this now, and that they aren’t in danger.

There’s a playlist now, too :)

Loki on the Asgard throne, by tellmeonemore.

I'm not sure if this is true but I honestly think that mobius went to visit his place at the timeline, just because of what loki said.

Tony: I feel like sherlock holmes right now.

Stephen: I would say the same thing..