me, solemnly putting on emotional armor, bracing myself to endure one year of deep speculation concerning the continued existence of my fave: night gathers and now my watch begins. it shall not end until my death. i shall wear no crowns and win no glory. i will live and die at my post. i am the sword in the darkness. i am the watcher on the walls. i pledge my life and honor to the stark watch for this night and all the nights to come for as long as tony stark lives because tbh not to be dramatic but if he dies then i’m fine with a zombie apocalypse destroying everything humanity has accomplished as a whole
sometimes i remember that hawkeye is canonically deaf in the comics and the mcu erased his disability. that they ignored his abusive childhood and gave him a family – erasing his attachment issues. in the comics hes this self-destructive goofy disabled depressed guy who drinks coffee by the pot just to stay awake and is always covered head to toe in band-aids. sometimes i remember that the mcu erased everything about clint barton but the bow and arrow. and it ruins my whole day.
Tony Stark safe and warm and not having to take on the blame of things that aren’t entirely his fault and the responsibilities of cleaning up after everyone’s mess.
Tony Stark and Peter Quill have an agreement where if either of them get shot, the other one is required to sing “MMM whatcha say” as they fall down, no matter the circumstances.