Steve pausing seeing Rhodey working with Tony in the lab. Watching him help weld something together. Shirtless in a blacksmith smock. Breaks his binder full of ideas for a new training course.

Stumbling out, he takes a moment to breath in, "Get a grip Steven. Yes, he is your boyfriend and yes you can look but..." covers his face turning redder, "agh!!"

He looked up seeing the black widow sipping on a smoothie and hands in her pockets, "You done having an emotional breakdown about seeing a working Rhodes?"

Steve paused mind racing back to the tensing muscles and back muscles flexing, "...BYE!" He kept his down low trying to hide his blush.

low maintenance tony who pretends to be a high maintenance diva x steve who generally seems low maintenance but actually is fascinated by the sheer amount of cosmetic options that the 21st century provides

(and when they start dating, steve LOVES watching tony get ready for events)

avengers movie night (sam’s got a date)

5 Tiny Writing Tips That Aren’t Talked About Enough (but work for me)

These are some lowkey underrated tips I’ve seen floating around writing communities — the kind that don’t get flashy attention but seriously changed how I write.

1. Put “he/she/they” at the start of the sentence less often.

Try switching up your sentence rhythm. Instead of

“She walked to the window,”

try

“The window creaked open under her touch.”

Keeps it fresh and stops the paragraph from sounding like a checklist.

2. Don’t describe everything — describe what matters.

Instead of listing every detail in a room, pick 2–3 objects that say something.

“A half-drunk mug of tea and a knife on the table”

sets a way stronger tone than

“There was a wooden table, two chairs, and a shelf.”

3. Use beats instead of dialogue tags sometimes.

Instead of:

"I'm fine," she said.

Try:

"I'm fine." She wiped her hands on her skirt.

It helps shows emotion, and movement.

4. Write your first draft like no one will ever read it.

No pressure. No perfection. Just vibes. The point of draft one is to exist. Let it be messy and weird — future you will thank you for at least something to edit.

5. When stuck, ask: “What’s the most fun thing that could happen next?”

Not logical. Not realistic. FUN. It doesn’t have to stay — but chasing excitement can blast through writer’s block and give you ideas you actually want to write.

What’s a tip that unexpectedly helped with your writing? Let me know!! 🍒

I HC that Peter has allergies and intolerances from the spider bite. He loves Mint choc chip ice-cream but is allergic to mint. He refuses to give it up after having realised his healing factor works faster than he can die from anaphylaxis.

Peter also found it hilarious when a low level drug runner (Phil) took advice from his Granny - put citrus oils around doors and windows to prevent spiders creeping into your house - only he couldn't find citus oils so Phil grabbed lemon juice.

They were right that he doesn't like it but it makes finding the gangs hidey holes far easier when he can smell the citrus from a few blocks away.

Tony learns about it and has a near heart attack thinking that citus will kill Peter, as Peter is happily eating Thai on the sofa. Peter struggles to calm Tony down through his laughter.

I love Peter being more spidery. Maybe I'll write it as a fic on ao3, or it'll just stay as a fun idea. Definitely going to include it as a reference in my current WIP but idk if it deserves a full one-shot. Thoughts?

You could definetly turn this into a full oneshot… I would love to read it

Peter’s academic record was not exactly impressive.

Okay, it was a total shit show. He barely even shows up anymore, not seeing much point. Marwood high school didn’t exactly have a stellar reputation for producing high achieving students and Peter didn’t care about getting good grades anyway.

His plan was always to get a third shitty job as soon as possible so that he could pay off some of May’s medical debts.

He didn’t even really understand how the letter arrived in the first place, inviting him to an interview at Midtown School of Science and Technology. All he knew was that his engineering teacher gave him some test and he answered the questions. Mr Ackle said he answered some ‘impossible question’ from Tony Stark’s research into the arc reactor but Peter was sure he was lying until about a week ago.

The interview itself didn’t feel like it went particularly well. The only part that was good was the tests where he was surprised by how simple the content was. He must have done better than he thought though, because the acceptance letter came through a week later.

And sure, he could have said yes, but the school wanted a minimum of 95% attendance and Peter just couldn’t commit to that between his jobs and May needing him.

So he declined.

And maybe he wouldn’t have, if he’d have known. Maybe if someone had told him that Tony Stark would somehow hear about his test scores, he would’ve thought twice about making himself stand out.

Because sure, a genius in Midtown was something Tony Stark might be interested in.

But a genius who declined their full ride scholarship? A genius with shoddy attendance and an extensive behaviour record?

Peter really shouldn’t have been shocked when Stark showed up at his house.

I need you to understand the deep and intense love I have for lego Captain America

Spiderson & Irondad Headcanon #1

Peter, who doesn't often get praised, physical contact, or undivided attention. It wasn't on purpose, and he has people in his corner, it was just uncommon. May would praise him, but she didn't usually give him her full attention. Sne was too busy worrying about bills or tired from her job. MJ was MJ, what do you expect? And well, Ned was his best friend. It'd be a bit awkward. Although, Ned was often the closest he got to that.

Tony looms over his shoulder as he fills out his math sheet. His eyes track Peter's answers, which frankly, makes Peter uncomfortable.

"Wow kid, that's- that's pretty impressive." Peter can't help but smile and get all giddy.

"It's nothing, Mr. Star—" "No, seriously, that's amazing. I've never seen someone use this strategy, it's great. You even tweaked the formula, that's great." Even though it sounds stupid or selfish, all Peter wants is for Tony to elaborate, to explain in detail all of the ways he's smart, who craves the validation he's getting. Tony ruffles his hair, patting his shoulder as well. Peter feels as though he's flying. His mentor moves across from him, quickly yet smoothly, swan-like.

"Explain how you figured out how to change the formula." "Don't you already know how, Mr. Stark?" "No, not really," Tony says, rendering Peter confused. "I always just used a couple different rules and formulas, I never thought to combine them in such a way. I'm interested, go on." Peter feels as though the connection is fragile, like Tony will strip this away within seconds. He rushes to explain, stuttering through his explanation. Tony's gaze never leaves Peter's except to look down at the paper.

Tony picked up pretty quick that Peter relished in attention, compliments, any kind of physical contact, even though Peter wouldn't admit it. He makes it a habit, a mental checklist. 'At least two forms of contact a day, a compliment, and genuine interest in something he likes for at least five minutes.'