#tony stark headcannon

[anyaharveyii]

the first time peter messes up badly enough that tony drops the full name ("peter benjamin parker!"), peter just freezes. he bluescreens for a solid thirty seconds, barely comprehending anything else that tony's saying.

and then he tackles tony in a hug.

and tony jumps 'cause he's obviously startled that they did a complete 180. and peter just starts shaking like a leaf, cause the only people who've ever called him by his full name using that particular tone were people like may, and people like ben, and people like his parents—

and peter knows that tony has no idea what he's just done, but it doesn't matter, because that's the moment when peter realizes that he wants tony to think of him as a son.

[spideyson-stuff]

I'm not the biggest fan of this topic but, Peter being SASSY!

*Flash and Peter during a study session*

Flash: You and Ned are far too close Parker, that's gay

Petet: Funny hear that from the guy who looks that would PURPOSELY drop the soap in prison

Flash: 😨

*Ned looking at Peter after Peter was stabbed during patrol*

Ned: OMG Peter, you're bleeding!

Peter: Oh, you just realize that?

*Tony giving Peter a moral lesson lecture*

Tony: Peter, being a hero is dangerous, you need to be extremely careful

Peter: Big talk for someone that revealed his address in live on national television

Tony:

Tony: I can't even argue with that...

*Peter completely silent on the way to the tower with Happy*

Happy: Okay this is getting unbearable, say something!

Peter:

Happy: Was something I did!?

Peter:

Happy: PLEASE ANSWER ME!

Peter, taking off the headphones he had on from the beginning: You said something?

Happy:

Happy: Well-, uh, I-

Peter: Just kidding, I heard it all

Happy: YOU-

Peter: HAHAHA! SUFFER!!! 😈

[th3sungod]

parkner au where harley technically remembers peter, and is very concerned that tony suddenly stopped talking about him one day.

he remembers hearing about tony's insanely smart intern and how he rivals even tony's genius ( harley would beg to differ on principal but tony never says that about anyone ) so he assumes the kid must be special. he absentmindedly assumed the kid was spider-man, and when he asked, tony simply told him 'i can neither confirm nor deny' which basically answer that question.

but, he never got a name for the intern. spider-man. the kid. underoos. spider-boy. spiderling. 'one of the two people fully responsible for every grey hair on his head' -- all names used, but never explicitly stating a name.

and, when after nearly a month and a half of not hearing a thing from Tony about him, he asks. at first he assumes he has no new stories since it's been a hot minute since Tony's even been able to do anything other than sit in bed and recover, but something isn't sitting right with him. he asks where's the intern been, and says as much about not hearing anything, throwing in a joke or two about leaving him on the side of the road, but Tony is silent.

"Who?"

"Uhh- your intern? Spider-man? Don't tell me you're already forgetting in your old age." Harley jokes dryly.

Except, Tony actually has no clue why Harley would think Spider-man interns for him. And, he doesn't seem to remember any instances he'd brought up when trying to jog his memory. He says he remembers Spidey helping for a few different things, but never stayed to chat and never revealed his identity.

So, given that it's not particularly out of the question, he automatically assume an alien has taken over Tony Stark's body and calls Pepper. And Pepper knows nothing. And after a very frantic bout of questioning, he takes the initiative to drive all the way to New York.

He doesn't know The Avengers, he talked to Rhodes and Vision maybe once at Tony's wedding, but something is most obviously wrong so his first thought is to tell them. Get there before whatever took over Tony's body, or is impersonating him, or something doesn't have the time to infiltrate the world's mightiest heroes.

No one knows anything. Happy said he drove him once, but he was in full costume and he doesn't remember the starting address off the top of his head. He feels like he's going crazy. He tells Tony as much.

He tells Tony about the kid from Queens he picked up basically off the side of the road, gave him a new suit, and every single story he can remember Tony told him about Spidey. It's a fucking long shot, but he recounts the Vulture incident and about how he took the suit, so he has to know who's under the mask.

Eventually, Tony tries picking out specifics about the dates Harley mentions, and can't honestly tell him what happened otherwise -- other than things that definitely don't add up.

Harley, now trying to think back to ever since time Tony even mentioned the kid, while simultaneously trying to figure out why the vigilante has been subsequently missing since around the time Tony stopped mentioning him, puts himself to work immediately. He said the kid had an aunt, he doesn't know her name. He went to one of the best STEM schools in New York, but he doesn't know which one. But, there are discrepancies. The AI he knows Tony made the kid is still functioning, though it won't locate since the HUDs been off for nearly a month.

Slowly, Harley finds himself spending every waking hour thinking of Spider-man, one of the world's finest, who simply fell off the face of the earth. And, by the time he finds concrete proof in the form of a picture and a name, Tony finally brings him to a resident wizard to help. There are no files on Peter Parker anywhere, so maybe magic will help?

What they find is a scrawny teenager half dead in an abandoned train station, wearing what's left of a spider-suit underneath dingy clothes. he's balled up, and doesn't hold a lick of peace in sleep.

he decides, then and there, he isn't leaving New York until whatever happened is fixed, and everyone remembers peter again. he doesn't know why any of this happened, but he's gonna damn help as much as he can.

( harley would've definitely heard the news of some teenager being outed as being spidey, but he never got a name. he did see a picture, so any memories of the outing are wiped from his mind. )

[besavvy]

You know how in most fanfiction Peter Parker has like a ridiculously strong sense of smell? He usually is portrayed as having a nose pretty comparable to the average dog.

Medical alert service dogs are trained to look for certain scents to make their handlers aware that they are about to have a medical episode-usually well before it actually happens.

Peter could be a human service dog.

Just imagine spiderman being midfight with this gang or whatever and all of the sudden he's like trying to get this one dude to sit down or something because he's about to have a seizure.

Or he's helping some lost kid and gets him a snack because his blood sugar is tanking.

Or maybe while they're working in the lab one day he suddenly stops and tells Tony to take his migraine meds and Tony of course is like… why?? I feel fine??? And Peter is like no seriously. You about to be Miserable. Take your meds.

And he's right! And Tony is just like wtf?????

I thought of this while I when I was reading a fanfic and my service dog wouldn't leave me the heck alone because she knew twenty minutes before it happened that I was about to have a severe blood sugar crash.

[hope-you-brought-kneepads-bitch]

Wanda: What the hell is wrong with your species?!

Demon!Nat:…Erm I don’t…I don’t what??

Wanda: Y/n has been ignoring me all day! Why?

Demon!Nat: Well Wanda when it gets to a certain time of the month a demon partner needs to spend a few days away from the other partner especially if they’re of female origin

Wanda:….What??

Demon!Nat: Wanda you’re on that time of the month and there’s blood and when there’s blood around we either kill or protect our partners, maybe Y/n is on the kill side of things this month

Wanda: Oohh okay oh wow that’s very stressful

Demon!Nat: Yeah well, Y/n takes it bad, she’s gone off with Tony to see if she can calm down

****************************************

Demon!Y/n: Another!

Tony: Y/n I can’t keep giving you prisoners to kill!

Demon!Y/n: You stop giving me prisoners and I’ll start on you!

Tony sighing, opening another cell door to release prisoners: I don’t know why I bought you for so much money

Demon!y/n: You bought a demon and expected me to behave? Stupid!

Tony: I at least wanted you to listen to me at all times and not sleep with any of the team, so what do you do?? Sleep with maximoff on a stakeout!

Demon!Y/n: She came on to me, she said her shoulders hurt so I needed to give her a massage

Tony: Naked massages aren’t a thing!

Demon!Y/n: Not to you! I see the way Pepper looks at me and I think a naked massage from me would do her good

Tony rolling his eyes: Just get this over with so we can go home and I can throw some water and soap over you

[loversrocktvgirl2]

my mini multiverse of madness…

Grocery Shopping Headcanons (Tony, Steve, Peter)

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Tony

Literally never ever goes to the grocery store so this should be a fun time

Very confused because you walk in, grab a cart, and start pushing it into the produce section before he can even grasp on to what is happening, while everything in the place seems to come very naturally to you

You have to explain to him that you’re normally here twice a week

He seems to thing it’s the most fun trip ever though, and he’s curious about how everything is organized and— oooh, what is that?

Tony picks up a few apples and starts juggling them in the middle of the produce aisle, which scares the crap out of you, and you yell at him to put them down. 

He’s amused by your reaction, and to keep him out of trouble, you agree to let him push the cart. 

That worked out real well for you. 

Tony discovers the thing everybody did when they were kids— getting a kick start off with one foot and riding out the acceleration as he stands on the bottom metal bar on the shopping cart. 

It’s only a little difficult for him to stop and he nearly runs the cart into you twice.

So you take control of the cart back. 

He grabs all of his favorite cereals and throws them into the cart

He also gets extremely excited by the most random products in existence and tries his darndest to convince you to buy them.

“Honey, c’mon! It is literally color changing pudding. May I repeat, color changing pudding. How can we not get this? Honey, honey— it’s for scientific purposes then! Don’t worry, I’m gonna eat it. C’mon, let’s get it. No? Why not? It’s COLOR CHANGING PUDDING!” 

Then he gets distracted by Lilo and Stitch themed Danimals and insists that he’s gotta buy them for when Peter comes over. 

Since you first took him, now every time you say you’re heading out to the grocery store, Tony immediately jumps up to join you. And while he is a bit of a handful in the store, he helps you carry the groceries into the house, so you let him. 

Plus, he’s Tony. Your Tony. You can’t say no to that face. C’mon. 

Steve 

Steve is very reserved and money conscious. He is also completely and utterly flabbergasted at inflation. 

“Three dollars?? For eggs?? This was thirty-six cents in ‘38. Baby, it’s a scam. Where are the other eggs?”

When you explain to him that this is actually not a half-bad price and show him the four dollar ones, he nearly combusts.

He likes all of the deals, and when he finds out what a Vic card is at Harris Teeter, you can bet your life he wants one. 

He’s the kind of guy to still grab the coupon books and flip through it, and then use like five of them

One time, he found a good coupon for an ice cream that you didn’t really like, and you put your foot down when he suggested that you buy it instead of your favorite 

So he’s learned that there’s some things that you can’t really save on. 

You climb into the cart one time and have him push it

At first, it scares the crap out of him, he’s scared of losing control of the cart, ramming your head into something accidentally, and he’s also not the biggest fan that you want him to run while pushing the cart so that you can have some fun. 

But he loves you, so eventually he caves and the two of you bolt down the Hallmark cards aisle together

He won’t admit it, but he thinks it’s fun

Every time you go to the grocery store now, you climb into the cart and badger him into running down the aisle with you again

He puts up a bit of a fight, but both you and he know that he will inevitably run you down the aisle.

One time, he almost hit a lady, and it freaked him out so much that he said he was never doing that again.

Steve was also incredibly apologetic to the extent that you found it funny, and the woman forgave him. He was incredibly sincere. 

Steve normally goes with you to the grocery store if you’re going because he a, loves spending time with you, and b, wants to make sure you don’t buy unnecessary things. Of course, you can normally talk him into them anyway. 

Peter 

Peter, much unlike Tony, is no stranger to the grocery store. He’s been here many times. 

However, he hasn’t been to this one all that often and he very easily gets lost and confused when you send him away to grab something. 

You sent Peter to the chip aisle to get the chips. He was halfway down the main store aisle when he realized he had no idea where this was, so he went into four different aisles looking for it until he eventually found the section he was looking for. 

Unfortunately, you’d forgotten to tell him what kind of chips to get. He didn’t know your favorites, and also didn’t know what the Avengers wanted. 

So he called you in the middle of the chip aisle. 

“Hey, Y/N, so uh… what kind of chips do you want?”

“Potato chips,” you answered. 

“Okay, but like… what kind of potato chips?”

“I don’t know, just potato chips. They’re all gonna get eaten in two days anyway, just pick a brand you like.”

“But what if Mr. Stark doesn’t like it? Or Thor? Or Bruce? Or Nat? Or-”

“Peter, spin around in a circle with your eyes closed and grab a bag of chips.”

“Uh…okay.”

He took this seriously. He hung up on the phone call, covered his eyes and spun around in a circle with his hand out. 

He knocked over a BUNCH of stuff, but he did pick a bag of chips!

When he returned later after putting back all the things he’d toppled over, you were almost done shopping. 

“Why don’t you just… stick with me, huh?” you chuckled, amused.

Peter also liked trying to convince you to buy the store cakes. 

One time, when he went shopping by himself (yes that was a disaster), he bought five of them, and when he got home, he challenged Thor to eat all the cakes with him and rank them from worst to best. 

At the end of this, you had a tired boy with a stomachache and a god still shoveling in cake. 

So you take Peter with you to the store when he’s around and wants to come, but it’s certainly not unlike you to sneak out a bit to go by yourself when you need a break from the chaos. 

[sweetiebugwrites]

Marvel VS. Kisses Pt 2

Fandom: Marvel, Avengers

Pairing: Clint Barton, Pietro Maximoff, Vision, Bruce Banner, Tony Stark

Notes: Marvel Headcannons Pt 2 ! I'm getting better about proofreading. Also, I think I should have put Loki in here somewhere...Let me know if you have any feedback. <3

Clint Barton

Style: Clint leans in with quiet confidence—steady hands and focused eyes. His kisses are warm and grounding, like he’s pulling you into a safehouse made just for the two of you. He pulls you close, his calloused hands cupping your face gently, his thumbs brushing away any stray tears or worries. He’s not flashy about it, but you feel everything he’s saying in the press of his lips. He likes those moments where the mission’s over, or you’re mid-laugh, and he just has to kiss you.

His hands have a habit of moving to your back, pulling you closer. In general but especially when he’s feeling sweet.

Clint is a smart ass about his hearing loss, especially when you're starry eyed and flustered. He only offers a smirk as he watches you swoon. “ Hm? What was that?” He’ll make a show of pointing to his ear before you  kiss him smack him in retaliation.

In more somber moments, he’ll give you a peck on your temple and let out a small ‘I've got you’ sealing his promise.

Freebie: Protective, tender, and a little needy when he thinks you're not paying attention.

Quiet Moments

It’s one of those rare afternoons where time slows down. The sky is grey, soft rain tapping the windows. The two of you lie tangled on his couch, a blanket slung lazily over your legs. You feel his thumb trace the inside of your wrist in slow circles.

You glance up at him from your book. “You’re being quiet.”

He shrugs. “Just thinking.”

“About what?”

He doesn’t answer right away. Instead, he shifts to hover over you and slides a hand along your cheek, guiding you to look at him. It’s not a passionate kiss. It’s not trying to prove anything. It’s the kind of kiss that people share when they’ve already said everything important in a hundred quiet ways. His lips are gentle, unhurried, and familiar.

When he pulls back, he presses his forehead to yours. “About how I don’t really need anything else, when I have you.”

Pietro Maximoff 

Style: Pietro kisses like he lives—fast, passionate, and impossible to predict.  He grabs you like the moment might slip away if he doesn't act then. His lips meet yours with a fervor that matches his speed, his tongue exploring your mouth with a hunger that leaves you breathless. But if you manage to slow him down, cup his face and just breathe with him, he melts. Then he’s soft and lingering, like he doesn’t want the moment to end. He gets flustered if you kiss him first, all cocky smirks turned to wide eyes and goofy grins.

I think he’s the type to love pulling you into a passionate embrace, his hands firm on your waist as he lifts you effortlessly, your legs wrapping around him instinctively. 

He pulls back just enough to grin wickedly, his eyes sparkling with mischief and desire. "Too fast for you?" He teases, before diving back in for another round, his hands tangling in your hair, ensuring you're as lost in the moment as he is.

He absolutely does drive-by ass smacks. Never bend over to pick something else or grab something from a bottom shelf. The man has a sixth sense for it. You never see it coming.

Freebie: As much as he loves catching you off guard with rapid pecks when you least expect it, he adores the slow intimate kisses you share, though it tends to be more rare.

Blurred Heartbeats

It happens again—just as you’re leaving the kitchen with a slice of toast and the intention to sit down for ten whole minutes by yourself—a gust of wind sweeps past, and something brushes against your cheek.

“Mwah!”

You barely catch a glimpse of silver before he’s gone again, laughter trailing like a ribbon. “Pietro,” you call, unamused by the red flush of your cheeks betraying you, “that’s like the millionth time in the last five minutes!”

Another whoosh behind you, and he’s suddenly leaning against the door frame like he’s been there all along. He grins with faux innocence.“You’re very kissable,” He shrugs, “and I move very fast. It’s an occupational hazard.”

You roll your eyes and try to swat him, but of course he dodges it easily, only to dart forward and cup your face—this time kissing you slower, more deliberately. His lips are warm and smug, and when he pulls back, his voice softens. You sigh, smiling despite groaning yet again. “One day I will catch you off guard.”

He winks. “I look forward to it.”

Vision

Style:  Vision is forever expanding his knowledge. And you are his favorite topic. That was cheesy, but it’s true.  His lips meet yours with a soft, mechanical precision, but there's a depth of emotion behind it that's undeniable. The first time you kissed, he asked softly if he was doing it right. He holds you like you’re something fragile and priceless. Over time, he starts to explore more, almost cocky—pulling you closer, experimenting with pressure and rhythm.

I almost imagine having a rogue-like power and if you touch someone, you drain their life. When AOU happens, you learn you can’t affect synthetics and naturally grow closer to Vision as a result. 

His body is always cool against yours, his hands gentle but firm as they hold you. He gets almost giddy when you shiver, but you blame it on the cool material rather than his featherlike touch. 

 His tongue explores your mouth with a slow, deliberate pace, each movement calculated to heighten your pleasure. You can feel the hum of his power, the vibration of his body, adding a unique sensation to the kiss. "I exist to protect, to love," he says, his voice a soothing hum. "And with you, I find my purpose."

Freebie: I think he might attempt to dip you or shout “Y/N, I’m home!” After you’ve binged old sitcoms.

The First Lesson 

Vision stands in the center of your living room like he’s unsure what to do. You watch him for a long moment, then approach, sensing the curiosity radiating off him.

“I’ve been studying romantic interactions.” He says, quietly. “There are… patterns. Kissing seems central. Though I find myself unsure where affection ends and performance begins.”

You step closer, heart warm. “It’s not a performance. It's a feeling. Come here.”

With careful steps, he watches you, gaze never faltering. When you reach up and cup his face, his eyes flutter slightly. He leans in when you do, and your lips meet in a firm planted kiss, nothing more than a sure sign of affection. You give one more sure peck to prove a point before watching him over. “See?” You sniff in an attempt to remain unshaken, even though you’d love to go over more advanced techniques. ” It’s nice.” You shrug, even with the neon flush creeping up your neck.

He pulls back just a breath’s width, his voice almost reverent. “I… understand. Not fully. But… I felt something.”

You smile. “That’s a pretty good place to start.”

He blinks. “May I try again?”

You nod eagerly. “As many times as you’d like.”

Bruce Banner

Style:  Bruce kisses like he’s afraid to lose control—because he is. He’s hesitant at first, as if it might wake something inside him. But when he finally gives in, it’s breathtaking. It's slow and savoring, like he’s memorizing the way you feel. His hands stay anchored at your hips or your waist, firm but never too tight. When he pulls back, his eyes linger on your lips.

Bruce's kisses are a careful dance between passion and control, a reflection of his constant struggle between him and the other guy. He’s the type to approach you with a mix of nervousness and excitement. 

I think Bruce is constantly aware of his breathing, keeping the mental reminder to only allow deep, slow breathes in an attempt to keep himself in line. But on rare occasions, he gets so lost in you, he’s chuffing, hands going over every inch of you as he places open mouth kisses to your skin. All you can feel is the rapid rise and fall of his chest.

Only after he realises and reals himself back in, turning back into the sheepish, nerdy scientist we all love. Geekish snorts and flushed cheeks, he’ll fix his glasses and offer a ‘thank you’ peck on the cheek. ( He totally does it after sex too)

Freebie: Gentle restraint, deeply affectionate. He loves when you pluck him away from work, insisting on finding a compromise to bring him to bed.

A Kiss A Day Keeps The Green Guy At Bay

Bruce hasn’t looked up from the microscope in over an hour. His brow is furrowed, glasses sliding down the bridge of his nose, lips moving silently as he runs calculations aloud like incantations. You’ve learned to let him be when he gets like this—until he starts forgetting how to be himself.

You’ve been watching him for too long and he still hasn’t realized you in the doorway to his and Tony’s shared lab. You chuff and walk over, gently placing your hand on his shoulder. “Bruce.”

Nothing.

So you turn to face him, slowly take his glasses off and set them down, then cup his cheek. He blinks like someone waking from a dream.

“I need five more—” You cut him off with a  kiss.

It starts as a whisper of contact, your lips barely brushing his. But then you feel him exhale into it, like he’s been holding his breath since breakfast. His hands rise hesitantly to your waist, grounding himself. The kiss turns fuller, deeper—not hungry, but heavy with unsaid things. Regret. Exhaustion. Relief.

When it ends, he rests his forehead against yours, eyes closed.

“…I’m sorry. How long have I kept you waiting?”

“Too long.”

His hands tighten, gently. “Thanks for bringing me back.”

You smile. “Always.”

Tony Stark  Style: Every kiss is charged; teasing and magnetic, sometimes a little messy because he’s grinning halfway through. He uses kissing as punctuation—at the start of a conversation, mid-joke, before walking out the door. But there are rare moments when he goes quiet, kisses you like he means it, no sarcasm, no mask—just Tony. Those are the ones that stay with you the longest. I imagine he would pull you close, his hands resting on your hips with a possessive grip. His lips meet yours with a confident, almost cocky smirk, as if daring you to resist. But as the kiss deepens, that smirk fades, replaced by a look of genuine affection and desire. His tongue explores your mouth with a skilled precision, his hands moving to tangle in your hair, pulling you closer.

If you cup his face or run a hand through his hair while kissing him? He’s toast.

He has and will flaunt you if you're comfortable with it. Galas, small parties, family BBQ, it doesn’t matter but everyone needs to know that he was lucky enough to find you. He eats up all the publicity headlines when you first start openly dating. ‘Tony Stark; Genius, Billionaire, Boyfriend?’ He’ll grunt and smirk. “They always forget Philanthropist.” It’s a dirty secret, but he’s kept a clip from every magazine, news header, cute tweet ect.

Beneath it all, there's a depth of emotion that takes your breath away. He pulls back from the most gut wrenching moment with a soft, vulnerable smile on his face. He admits how much he loves you and leans in for another kiss, this time with a tenderness vs. his usual bravado.

Freebie: Playful and passionate by default, raw and vulnerable when it matters most.

When The Iron Man Falls

He didn’t want you to see him like this. You know that immediately from the way he turns his head when you walk into the workshop—like shame is something he can tuck behind an Iron Man helmet.

He’s sitting on the floor, knees up, shaking hands tangled in his hair. You can hear the arc reactor humming too fast in his chest.

You kneel slowly in front of him, not saying anything at first. Just there. Present. After a few seconds, you reach for him—hands on his cheeks—and coax his face toward yours. His eyes are wide, damp, and far away.

“I can’t—” he starts, voice cracking. “It’s too much today, I don’t—I couldn’t breathe—”

You kiss him.

Not to hush him, not to fix it. Just to be with him in the one way that doesn't require words. His lips tremble against yours, but slowly, his hands rise and hold onto you like you’re the last solid thing in the world. The kiss lingers, grounding. You feel him start to breathe again, a little slower each second.

When you pull back, you brush your thumb along his jaw. “I’m with you, Stark.” You bring his head to your chest, letting him feel your warmth and security and you ignore the salty tears and weak attempt at hidden sniffles.

He nods, just barely. “Yeah. I know. You always are.”

[fotibrit]

tony who has a messy workshop, not because he doesn’t want to clean, but because he can’t stand giving up on projects

for one, because it feels like he’s denying himself some creative curiosity

but mostly, because as a child, giving up on a project was a sign of weakness and mediocrity and a “waste of materials”.

he keeps everything. every half finished tinkering. Because that way he can tell himself he will get back to it and that it wasn’t a waste, he’s not a waste, he knows what he’s doing.

[awesomeopossumpng]

Another WinterIron HeadCannon

Tony: Sometimes Bucky speaks in another language when he's mad at me, and I don't know what he's saying

Bucky: Te amo con todo mi corazón (I love you with all my heart)

Tony:... I think he wants to rip my heart out-

Bucky: Me voy a casar con este hombre (I'm gonna marry this man)

Tony: I think he wants to kill me-

[m1dv1ght]

Okay so I was rewatching Avengers Infinity War, and we all know Tony Stark has that weird little screen phone thing, but he has a flip phone with Steve Rogers number in it, which leads me to believe/headcannon that post Civil War Tony Stark has a flip phone with only Steve Rogers number it in that he carries with him at all times/in case of emergency, in this essay i will-

[beecanons]

Stony headcanons >:3 -Loki

Steve Rogers x Tony Stark, aka Stony headcanons!

playful banter most common form of flirting between them. anywhere from comebacks and insults to cheeky digs and callbacks to something the other said/did. "your shit aim could use some work!" "language, cap." "yeah yeah"

lingering eyes they will stare at each other. from across the room, in passing, whatever excuse they can use to stare. tony will be staring at whatever view he can get of steve. hes the guy that thinks you cant see what hes staring at because hes got sunglasses on but everyone knows.

knock out tony will tease steve by using a lot of lingo from the 40's especially when they visit the captain america (and winter soldier) museum.

the ol' one two they aslo flirt but hitting each other. not aggressively but they occasionally hit one another on the arm or nudge each other back and forth, a little firm poke at one another. but really deep down they want to make out.

date night disaster they can never make up their mind where to go. tony wants to go to a 5 star place for dinner, steve wants to go have a casual dinner at a diner and a movie but tony's either already seen it or isnt interested and doesnt like public cinema. and when they finally do make up their mind it often ends with some guy getting punched in the face and the two of them agreeing to never go there again while they get desert from a food truck.

"i know that look" theres several looks they both know from each other. tony's looks are often "im going to do something stupid" "i have an idea that'll probably backfire" and something not age appropriate. while steve's looks are usually "i have something dumb to say" "im about to punch this guy" and "god my boyfriend is an adorable idiot".

protectiveness and jealousy steve is the protective one, tony is the jealous one. when steve gets jealous hes overprotective and a little clingy but when tony is jealous he gets grumpy and pushy for attention or starts arguments. when tony is protective its because he stresses over steve being in danger and he'll "ground" him from going out for a bit incase someone put a hit on him but when steve is protective its because he doesnt like tony being swarmed with press but also because he too stresses about tony being in danger, he doesnt want tony to end up with shrapnel in his chest again, he often takes the approach of redirecting tony elsewhere, if he tries a diversion tony will read him like a book.

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[anyaharveyii]

headcanon that peter kept jumping back and forth between wanting to open up to tony and wanting to keep him at arms length when they first started to get their mentor-mentee relationship off the ground.

so things like how when tony put a hand on his shoulder, he'd lean into the touch before sharply moving away.

or how he'd get really excited when tony invited him to help with a project before his face would suddenly freeze and shutter closed into this emotionless, blank slate.

and internally, peter was like, "shit, Mr. Stark must think I'm either bipolar or clinically insane."

but what peter forgot was that tony went through the same thing with people like pepper and rhodey after howard died, so he very quickly recognized what was going on.

and it was honestly kind of flattering to see the signs that peter held him to the same standard as his dad or his uncle ben. so rather than commenting on any of it, he just sent the kid a warm smile and reminded himself to be patient and wait for peter to come to him.

[spideyson-stuff]

we could have had this...

BUT MARVEL KILLED PETER PARKER FROM EVERYONE'S MEMORY-

I DIDN'T FIND ENOUGH FANFICS ABOUT THEM!

Peter being such a fan of heroes that he's like, AntMan's ONLY LOYAL FAN, and Scott is so thrilled to finally have a fan that he and Peter have become bffs, now Tony and the Avengers have to watch Peter and Scott having fun while they can't even leave the house properly without being stopped by paparazzi

Avengers have probably already disguised themselves (read as: black cap and gray coat) to see how Scott and Peter get along, and now they're jealous because Scott is the only one Peter calls by his first name and hangs out with

Scott, for the first time in his life, is feeling special, and Peter is simply thrilled to be able to talk to a hero without freezing or stuttering, Scott has a daughter so he knows a little about kids, the others are starting to think this is cheating

Cheating at what? in the game of "gaining Peter's trust", (Steve is in last by the way 😐)

[th3sungod]

i simply think sk8ter boi by avril lavigne is so parkner core.

like peter who's just a normal guy under the mask, and his little crush on the rlly cute scientist and head of R&D at Stark Industries, who's always on TV for one groundbreaking discovery after another. even though Stark introduced them years ago, peter never told harley about his feelings ( despite all of his friends telling him harley obviously had feelings for him too ) and he thinks it's too late.

now peter doesn't intern with SI anymore, and harley is very publicly excelling in the position they used to share under tony stark himself.

and that's when he meets a very familiar face when at the avengers compound, walking alongside tony and being introduced as the newest avenger. it's like a cosmically fated chance, and he has another chance. ( que peter stumbling over every gesture he tries to get harley to go out with him, while harley is none the wiser cause he thought peter never liked him like that and he really doesn't wanna over step with his old crush coming back ) and it's simply chaos.

[star-stuckwithgay]

please can you write irondad tkl hcs? <3

Hey! Thanks so much for asking this.

My hcs:

・Peter is extremely ticklish

・His worst spots are his stomach, his ribs, and his armpits

・Tony, of course, likes to take advantage of that

・Tony found out he was ticklish when they were messing around until Tony poked his stomach and Peter let out a squeal

・Peter cannot take teases

・Peter turns as red as a tomato when Tony teases him

・Tony finds Peter absolutely adorable when he's all flustered and laughing

・Tony will definitely use his beard as a weapon

・Peter LOVES tickles

・When he wants them, he's too embarrassed to say it so he'll just get all fidgety and quiet

・Tony notices this and gives him what he wants (he makes him say that he wants them first)

・When Peter is feeling insecure, Tony will definitely tickle him after comforting him

・Peter will yell things like, "NOHO!" or, "WAIHAIT!" but never says stop. Tony points this out a lot

・He will most likely cover his face when getting tickled if not pinned. When this happens, Tony will shove his hands into his pits and say things like, "Stop, I want to see your adorable face." Which will get a squeal out of Peter

・Sometimes, randomly Tony will flutter his fingers against Peter's neck. Peter immediately giggles adorably, making Tony's heart explode

・Peter occasionally snorts, and when he does, after he's done tickling him, he starts playing the Peppa Pig theme song. Peter covers his face out of embarrassment and his voice goes up a few pitches

・Peter gets super cuddly and affectionate after Tony tickles him. He will get sleepy sometimes after aswell. Tony absolutely adores this and takes pictures without him noticing (he has a private folder of these photos)

I hope you enjoyed this! I did my best, sorry I took so long I have been really busy for a while lol

[ironmansonlylover]

headcanon alert!!

If tiktok existed in the mcu while stark was alive he’d watch every edit while giggling and kicking his feet like a teenage girl