This is going to be a little different from what I usually do… but dammit if I haven’t fallen in love with Peter Parker Angst and Tony Stark being an overprotective Iron Dad. I love it. I love it too much. Don’t worry thought starlings! Langst will still come! I will only add to it! (Maybe some Ereri one shots too. If it’s yaoi, or angst, it will be full game on this account!) I hope you enjoy!
Honestly, where ever Peter did
something, it was all in, or nothing. It was either done so seamlessly and so
well, you could mistake it as mastery or art. Or he failed so bad it was like a
bard rolling a one on a stealth check. A complete failure.
Tony Stark is my absolute favorite character in Marvel. He's my favorite superhero and anyone giving you shit for loving such a fascinating, complex character can fuck off. Tony is snarky, smart, brave, flawed, funny, damaged, deep, biting and a hero. People who send hate to others because they love something are the ones who are broken and maybe they should spend the time they take to send hate on fixing themselves. Fucking assholes. (you can publish this or not because I stand by my words)
There is something to be said about making yourself into a hero, not being made, but making that choice. And that has always echoed inside my bones. His raw, unrelenting, humanity, makes me believe I can save myself and still be alive, still be human. I am broken, but I am also good, and maybe I can build myself into my own hero. And who are they to tell me that I cannot seek comfort in that hope?
I love you, and I’m publishing this, because it needs to be seen. Xx
His fingers tapped anxiously on the
desk as his leg bounced up a down, the light of a Friday afternoon spilling
from the window to his desk top. It was warm, but god if it only drove him
further up the wall. His jitters magnifying with every reminded.