Peter: *drinking his Capri sun sadly in a bar* So that’s how both my parents died, my uncle died, and how I died painfully in Mr Stark’s arms. Oh then I got revived only to watch him die too. But I’m glad you’re here now, thank you so much for helping me :)
Mysterio:
even after dying, even as a DEAD man, tony stark still has the biggest dick energy in their entire universe, so glad i stan
i know a lot of you disagree w this opinion but personally, i can relate to tony’s only peace being death bc in islam we believe that while its possible to have your own slice of heaven on earth, this world is still filled with suffering - if not your own, someone else’s, and you feel for them, you try to help with what you can at least the people that are in your range because ‘a muslim is not one who sleeps peacefully knowing his neighbor is hungry’ is an actual hadith that youre supposed to live by in islam and if my range is my own lil neighborhood, tony’s is the entire earth cause he promised a man who’s life was sacrificed to provide more of tonys own that he wont waste his life and we saw that he was always looking at the bigger picture and beyond every person he cared about on a private level (he never put pepper or rhodey or now morgan, let alone himself first, because the world was always his priority despite his personal cost) and now that the multiverse is a thing that will be more prominent in the mcu and all the issues that will come with it, i know he’d never, ever be more happy or peaceful in life as he was in that one moment when in his own little farmhouse with his loving wife waiting on him downstairs, morgan told him she loved him 3000 and he said “wow” and smiled because then and there he got everything he ever hoped for and could ever need and later finally died truly a happy man, his debt to yinsen paid off and his grief at last over.
peter: *sets nick fury to voicemail*
tony from his grave:
Happy Mother’s Day, Pepper Potts. You’re doing a great job
tony ripped his suit off of him and gave it to steve as in “you said i was nothing without the suit so heres my fucking suit go and kill thanos you stubborn ignorant vermin if thats all whats worth of me” and they still failed without tony despite “iron man: yes. tony stark: not recommended” and that made all these 10 years worth it so thank you endgame for letting us all know whats what in the end
Cutting out that Irondad kissing Peter’s cheek scene was Marvel’s biggest mistake. I demand a refund
Like father, like daughter
this scene was just everything. because its so domestic and, if you think about it, these three are really like the only 3 who consistently got on well with each other. and its just so sweet. brulk (?) smiling softly coz he’s with an old love and his science bro. nat thinking aloud knowing she’s just had an epiphany when there’s a genius either side of her. tony being able to relax for once. because he knows these two understand him and what he does. its beautiful
Tony had never forgotten the time he’d spent with Yinsen.
“Got a family?”
“Yes,” the man had said, a smile on his face that Tony now recognized as sad, longing, “and I will see them when I leave here.”
And then he had looked at him, calm but piercing.
“And you, Stark?”
He’d felt an overwhelming sense of loss at the question. The sensation of grieving for something that he’d never even had.
“No.”
At the time, Tony never thought he’d have a family. That life… that was for other people. Better people.
He’d thought that he was destined to be alone.
But here he was, at the end of his life. No, past the end of his life, standing in front of Yinsen all over again and still feeling the echoes of the Stones running through his veins.
In those few moments, he had seen everything.
He had seen it all, and he had known, intrinsically, that he was going to lose everything he’d been so desperate to keep.
“Stark,” Yinsen greeted, smile on his face. “Welcome.”
“Yinsen,” he breathed, eyes darting around, trying to breathe it all in. “Where are we?”
“At the end,” he answered simply, taking a step forward. “Did you find it, Stark?”
“Find what?”
“A family. Did you find it?”
He thought about Pepper. God, there was so much to think about with Pepper. She had never let him fall. But, more than that, she had never let him forget that he was human. That he was allowed to be human. It wasn’t a failing, wasn’t a deficit in character. His gentleness was strength. He never felt more at home than when she was under his hands, never felt more like the person he wanted to be, rather than the mold his father had tried to break him to fit. There was something about her that brought out the best in him, something magnetic. She’d been giving him to space to transform for so long. For so, so long.
He thought about Rhodey. When they had met at MIT, Tony had been pretty sure that the guy had hated him. After all, who would want to be stuck with a 15 year old kid as their roommate? But Rhodey hadn’t resented him. More, he’d guided him. Taught him all the things his dad should have. He’d been there through his parents’ deaths, through Afghanistan, through the aftermath of New York. He’d been one of the first faces he’d seen after staggering off the Milano on the Compound’s front lawn. He had been there for the birth of his daughter. If there was any constant in Tony’s life, it was James Rhodes.
He thought about Happy. At the end of the day, he didn’t deserve him. The man had been chasing him for so long, through so many bad decisions, reckless nights. And yet Happy still cared for him, still stuck around to help scoop up his messes. Even after Pepper had hired him, Happy had stayed. Still called, still checked up on him. It was hard to imagine that the man had started out as just his bodyguard. There were very few people on the planet that Tony felt he could truly trust with everything, but Happy was one of them.
He thought about Steve. Despite everything, he’d never gotten rid of that stupid flip phone. He’d kept it charged, kept it safe, carried it around with him like it was a substitute for the man that had given it to him. There was something strange about the way he and Steve just… clicked together. They were two sides of the same coin, heads and tails. There was no escaping that. There was never any hope of trying.
He thought about Natasha. She had sacrificed herself for them, for just the chance of success. There had never been a doubt in her mind that they would succeed, that they were avenge her, that they would avenge them all. She had believed until her last breath. She had looked the end in the eyes, and she hadn’t even flinched.
He thought about the Avengers as a whole. They’d had their ups and downs, but the team had given him a purpose. A way to redeem himself. He’d found something beyond Iron Man within it, something better. Something more. They had pushed him to be better, to forge something for himself outside of Stark Industries and his reputation as the Merchant of Death. He’d spent so many years fighting, growing, living alongside these people. These friends.
He thought about Peter. His kid. He’d thought it was a dream when he was standing in front of him again, hadn’t really accepted that it was real until the kid was wrapped up in his arms, ribs pushing up against the nanites of his suit with every breath. For a few second, he hadn’t even known what to do. He’d just held the kid, treasured him in the ways he hadn’t had the strength to before. He’d looked to the sky, thanked every god he could bring to mind, and pressed a kiss to his temple, gentle, soft. The sealing of a promise. You’re my child, he had thought, you’ve been my child for so much longer than I’ve been willing to admit, but I’m ready, now. I’m ready.
He thought about Morgan. The memory of holding her for the first time was still just as fresh as the present moment. He’d felt so inconsequential, so out of his depth. But, god, the joy. The unadulterated, get-drunk-off-of-it joy. He’d built thousands of things in his life, but this, this creation, this was the greatest thing that he could ever hope to bring to life. He was going to do anything for her, pull stars from the skies and put them in jars, spend sleepless nights cooing her back to sleep, pour every ounce of himself into her happiness until she overflowed with it. In that single moment, their identities had linked, and he had never looked back.
This was his family. The family that had seemed like a distant dream, back in that cave 16 years ago. He’d found it, he’d built it himself.
His family.
“Yeah,” he whispered, a sense of completeness washing through him, “yeah, I did.”
Some of you were too cowardly to allow RDJ’s improv irondad kiss to remain in your movie and it shows
Can we take a moment to appreciate Tony Stark + cheek kisses?
In Endgame, when Morgan is introduced while wearing the Rescue helmet, Tony kisses her on the cheek.
Based on the behind the scenes clip RDJ just posted, when Peter and Tony are reunited, Tony kisses him on the cheek.
Tony acts the same with his biological daughter and Peter.
This is confirmation to how he sees Peter. He sees him as a son, proved by how he communicates him emotion and shows his affection.
It’s canon. Tony Stark views Peter Parker as a son.
Iron Man & Rescue in Avengers: Endgame (2019)
so i just found out that the ‘hey siri can i call you friday’ thing works with jarvis too and i’ve been sitting here switching back and forth from the male british voice and the female irish voice and listening to the little responses over and over and i’m really not okay wow ;__;
The Russos: *don’t put the irondad cheek kiss moment in Endgame*
RDJ:
