For Some Reason I Have This Weird Headcanon Peter Always Calls Tony His Friend To Annoy Him?? Like Peter

Loki: *finishes eating a banana* *drops the banana peel on the ground and walks way*

Peter: *innocently walking to the Avengers Tower* *slips on banana peel* *does a backflip and saves himself* *keeps walking*

Peter: *sighs with relief* That was close– *walks into a bunch of garbage bins*

Ok...ok... THAT UNRELEASED SCENE OF THE AVENGERS ALL GETTING DOWN ON ONE KNEE WHEN TONY DIED TO HONOR THEIR FALLEN HERO. IM SOBBING.

How dare they cut it out... it was.. so important... it showed SO MUCH RESPECT FOR TONY...and...

The fact that Clint was the first one to go down on his knee cuz he just realized he lost another friend... another great loss that he could hardly handle...

The fact that T'challa saw him and followed right away cuz he is a TRUE KING...

Thor's FACE...how many times does he have to lose parts of his heart..

Steve.. Steve... how his KNEES GAVE OUT...

Stephen's FACE... that heartwrenching GUILT...

And god.. god.. did y'all notice.. Rhodey... Rhodey was standing there.. with his back towards his best friend cuz.. he couldn't face this loss... it was too big... I...

THIS IS SOOOO PURE!!!!

Stephen: what do you want for dinner?

Tony: how about sonic

Peter: [under his breath] ᴮᵘᵗ ʰᵉ’ˢ ˢᵒ ᶠᵃˢᵗ ʰᵒʷ ʷᵒᵘˡᵈ ʷᵉ ᶜᵃᵗᶜʰ ʰⁱᵐ

Lmao, go off T'Challa

Tony: What are the symptoms of teenage depression?

Shuri: Why are you asking me?

Tony: Peter was doing laundry earlier and he dropped a sock and I heard him say ‘why has god forsaken me’

Shuri, poking T'challa: soft and squishy, soft squishy,

T'challa: *activates Panther Suit*

Shuri, only a little bit surprised, continuing to Poke: shARP AND POINTY sharp and poi-

T'challa: *deactivates panther suit*

Shuri, still poking: soft and squishy soft and squishy,

That smile 😊💗

(slaps a pumpkin) This baby holds so much big Trick or Treat energy

do you ever stop to think that tony stark had a daughter? like. tony stark. had a daughter. tony stark was a dad. the narcissistic i-don’t-play-well-with-others reckless chaotic playboy became a dad. more than that, he became the softest kind of dad, the kind that talks to their kids with a gentle tone but still manages to make it sound loving, not patronizing. the kind of dad that drops everything, no matter how important (like, i don’t know, the solution to the death of half of the world’s population), to tuck his kid into bed. the kind of dad that goes teary eyed hearing his kid saying she loves him. he finally understood what it was like to love and be loved unconditionally, what it was like to become the best version of yourself for someone, and i, for one, am devastated just thinking about it