Category: ironshield

Regular

Steve: You…have a face.

Tony: Yes. Yes, I do.

Steve:

I mean, a nice face. You have a nice face.

Tony:

Thanks, I think.

Steve:

Please just accept my attempt at flirting. I don’t know what I’m doing.

Regular

Steve: You didn’t have a happy childhood?

Tony: My favorite toy was a blowtorch. You finish the puzzle.

Regular

Tony: Who the actual fuck?

Steve: Language!

Tony: Whomst the actual sexual intercourse.

Steve: What?

Regular

Tony: We bicker. Yeah, we bicker. It’s true.

Steve: No, I think that we debate which is a normal part of talking. 

Tony: That’s funny. That’s the same thing. Debating and arguing. It’s semantics. 

Steve: “Semantics”. Wow, I didn’t realize I was talking to a wordsmith.

Loki: [to Rhodey] They used to be lovers, yes?

Rhodey: Is it that obvious?

Loki: I have a sort of sense over these things. Also, he’s been fixated on his nips. 

[Tony and Steve continue to argue as Tony stares at Steve’s nipples.]

Loki: It’s kinda nasty to watch, isn’t it?

Regular

[during a fight]

Steve: Tony, what’s your status?

Tony: Single.

Regular

Steve: What could be giving you anxiety?

Tony: Um. Let’s see. Every aspect of my life?

Regular

Steve: You seem kind of distant.

Tony: Distant? You’re still in me.

Regular

Steve: I hate you.

Tony: I hate you too.

Steve: I hate you more.

Tony: No, I hate you more.

Clint: I know you want to marry each other, you fools! Just do it! Marry each other and adopt children and a movie about how you two met and write a book too!

Steve:

Tony:

Clint: Do it!

Tony: Propose me!

Steve: Marry me?

Tony: Do it right.

Natasha: [gives Tony a terrifying smile]

Tony: I-I mean… Yes, now let’s adopt kids and do a movie and write a book and die together.

Regular

Steve: Tony, stop.. I have work to do. 


Tony:
[from holding onto Steve’s shoulders] I’m your work, do me!