Not Just Armor

They continued to dance, and from that point on she moved in a more relaxed manner. She even seemed to be enjoying it.

Lord knew he was. It was almost frightening to Tony how much he was enjoying it. On some level he found that absurd, that he was undaunted over the prospect of hurling himself into the upper atmosphere clad in an iron sheathe but was intimidated by just how much of a good time he was having with a simple dance.

Well, maybe that’s it, isn’t it? Maybe the dance isn’t as simple as all that. Maybe there’s more going on here than you care to admit. Than either of you care to admit.

                                                                                              - Iron Man Novelization, by Peter David

A few more photos from Making Iron Man.

I don’t have to do anything. I’ve been in captivity for three months.

watching your otp fight like an old married couple be like:

Iron Man. That’s kind of catchy. It’s got a nice ring to it. I mean it’s not technically accurate. The suit’s a gold titanium alloy, but it’s kind of provocative, the imagery anyway.

Iron Man (2008)

Tony tilted his head, amused. Pepper was always the picture of total efficiency and poise, so it was delightful to him that she found herself disarmed by the situation. She was clearly aware of both her feeling of social disorientation and his enjoying it, as she continued, “No, never mind.” The words and thoughts were pouring out of her now. She seemed as if she wanted to stop talking, but couldn’t find a way to do so, and so she kept babbling. “But you know that’s why I never wanted to have a big wedding, you know, because I thought everyone would be looking at me wearing a dress.” Her eyes widened as she suddenly thought that she came across as if she were expecting Tony Stark to pop the question. “Oh, no, no – I’m not saying, like, ‘wedding.’ No, not like that. I’m just saying, you know…”

                                                                                              - Iron Man Novelization, by Peter David

savage potts

“I’ll be damned,” he murmured. Pepper had taken the miniature reactor, dubbed it “Mark I,” and mounted it on a Lucite stand. It was glowing faintly, as it was typically going to do: Left to its own devices, the glow would last years. There was an inscription on the Lucite. It read: “Proof That Tony Stark Has A Heart.” He smiled and then chuckled softly. Trust Pepper to make a point in the most imaginative way possible.

                                                                   - Iron Man Novelization, by Peter David

#two idiots casually staring at each other’s lips #nothing much