Category: steve x tony


Tony: I was thinking about what you said, you know, about the whole sex thing. It’s probably not a good idea to go down that road again.

Steve: Thank you. I’m glad you agree.


It’s a shame, though. When we did it, it was pretty good.

Steve: Yeah. Yeah, that’s true.


Hey, do you remember that one really great time?


Uh, yeah!


It was your birthday…


It was Valentine’s Day…

Both: Oh, yeah!


Tony: We want a lawn and a swing set.

Steve: And a street where our kids can ride their bikes and maybe an ice cream truck can go by.

Clint: So you want to buy a house in the 50’s?


Tony: Hey, guys, check it out. Pepper sent me the paper.

Natasha: Let’s see it.

Clint: Oh, yeah, that looks good.

Natasha: You make a very attractive couple.

Tony: Yeah, we look great together.

Bucky: We really do.

Steve: Okay.

Tony: Imagine what our kids would look like.

Bucky: We don’t have to imagine.

Steve: I’m marrying him.

Bucky: We’ll see.


Steve: Do you at least have a plan?

Uh… how about try not to get killed?



And how exactly will you stop me?

Steve: I’ll call Miss Potts.

Tony: … Goddamnit.


[Natasha is stabbing the air between Steve and Tony]

Steve: What are you doing?

Natasha: Trying to cut the sexual tension between you two. Unfortunately, it isn’t working.


Tony: I want you to take me to art museums and make out with me.

Steve: But they said not to touch the masterpieces.


Steve: We should go back. You’re really drunk right now.

Tony: No, I’m not. You’re just blurry.


Steve: Are you sober?

Tony: I’m moderately functional.

Steve: I’ll take that as a no.


Steve: So, he had access to her server.

Tony: Her server? You mean her network.

Steve: Yeah, her network, that’s what I meant. Okay, so we just take a flash drive, and we plug it in, you know, get in to her cloud, and then steal all her cookies, right, and then we’re straight through the firewall.

Tony: Okay, literally none of what you said made any sense.

Steve: Straight over the firewall.

Tony: It’s not, like, a physical thing you do.