Nobody:
Literally nobody:
Tony, poking Bruce: Let the Hulk out already, I wanna do experiments and you’re being boring.
Okay but have you heard the song Vices and Virtues by Reinaeiry? Because I have thoughts. Like can you imagine Peter and SIM! Tony? SIM seeing this perfect boy and trying to court him and be sweet to this one person and Peter trying so hard not to let it show that he’s falling in love with his enemy but eventually just giving in and letting himself fall knowing he’ll be caught and spoiled?
Peter's mask comes off in the middle of a fight and Tony flips a 180 from wanting to pulverise this little pest into wanting nothing more than to have him in his arms, in his bed, by his side.
Force doesn't work. Peter reacts like a feral cat, all hissing and spitting and claws. It's admirable, it's arousing... But it's not what Tony wants.
He doesn't want to make Peter want him. No. This will taste all the more sweet if the boy came to him of his own accord.
He brings him flowers. Has expensive, fancy meals delivered to the school at lunch time. Sends him gifts near daily, beautifully wrapped and always eith a hand written note.
And Peter isn't impressed by any of these things, even if he wears the outfits, eats the food and always says thank you next time they see each other.
No. Peter only softens when Tony tells him about hearing JARVIS speak for the first time. When Tony once lets slip that, when he was just a boy, he used to dream of being an astronaut.
Peter only starts looking at him differently the day he saves a stray dog in the street, clutching the filthy thing to his $8,000 suit, chiding it gently for not watching the road.
Peter stops calling him Your Highness, all teeth and claws, and starts calling him Mr. Stark, soft and sweet. Starts to blush when Tony tells him reverently how beautiful he is, how strong.
It's the greatest victory of all The Superior's rule, watching Peter slowly accept the fall, watching him let go of the fight. When Peter kisses him it tastes like success, like power.
The Superior was formidable, alone. But with Peter to cherish, he is unstoppable.
Tony, angry for no reason: Nobody talk to me, I'm fucking angry!
Peter, pouting: Not even me?
Tony, frowning: No, of course not, why would you say that? You can always talk to me.
Tony, still angry: I'm still angry so no one is allowed to talk to me!
Tony, turning to Peter, using his soft tone: Except you, Tesoro. I love you. I love talking to you.
when i first listened to nobody’s soldier by hozier i misheard the chorus as “choose between being a husband or a soldier”
and if that isn’t the most winterspider thing ever
easily one of my favourite tweets of all time
it's funny to me that the entry level requirement for being a good captain america is that you have to be in love with Bucky Barnes and that's why john walker was a shit one
our spiritually elevated rejection of canon vs their intellectually dishonest refusal to engage with the text
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