"Let’s pretend I’m not."
"Yeah, I wish."
"A lot then? Do they egg your armor or graffiti on it?"
"Does it look like it has graffiti on it?"
“Not to mention that some of them have the most ridiculous names and costumes. At times even if you can’t remember what they did, you surely remember the horrendous outfit that they were wearing.” She gives a smile, enjoying the conversation thus far. “We always keep out of trouble, Spark.” Not really, but saying it still feels nice.
"Oh, that’s absolutely the worst. The idiotic name and obscene outfits. These guys don’t know the first thing about making a visual impact. Or any kind of impact whatsoever." There’s a small grin on his lips, he hasn’t had a carefree conversation in a while now. "Yes, of course you are. It’s just trouble that finds you, not vice-versa.”
I wouldn’t dream of it.
( she kept her eyes off his own gaze
but continued to scan his face for
any sign that she was doing the right
thing here. because right now, she
wasn’t entirely sure she had done.
but then she allowed herself to meet
his glance and tears brimmed in her
eyes, a lump welling in her throat. she
should never have left the first time, let
alone the second, and the third was out
of the question. )
( her voice broke, full of emotion as she
let her hand fall back to her side in solemn
I couldn’t do it. I couldn’t get on the plane.
I tried, Tony. I promise I tried, I just couldn’t
do it. I couldn’t leave you. I can’t— leave you.
( he couldn’t possibly believe what
he was seeing. and hearing. it was
just out of the world, something
that wasn’t meant to be happening
and was slightly messing him up.
the engineer took a deep breath,
though he tried to not make it visible.
something, that he can’t quite
point out or define, makes him look
up after having looked at the floor
for a really long moment. there was
a strange feeling right where his
heart was supposed to be and he
can’t help but wonder for a moment
if the arc reactor is acting up
again. if that were the case he
was really going to applaud it for
the perfect timing. the director
could honestly feel it in his chest,
working slightly harder as his
real heart started beating faster. )
I don’t want you to regret this
in a few days.
( what he really wanted to say
- or what, actually, a small part
of him wanted to say- was that
he really didn’t want her to break
his heart. and vice-versa. he
didn’t want to break hers. but he
knew perfectly well that that was
going to happen in a matter of
minutes. again. he just couldn’t
give her what she wanted and
that couldn’t lead to anything
every time i try to answer to jess’ post i get so sad. these two are so fucking in love and he just won’t let her come close and omg tony just stop being such a jerk.