In the spirit of those “Paint Water/Not Paint Water” mugs (for artists who keep accidentally dipping their brush in their Not Paint Water mugs), what if Tony had a set that read “Tony’s” and “Also Tony’s” for his coffee, because all of the coffee is his coffee, but Steve often steals one or the other anyway. That Tony lets him is a testament to how much he cares about Steve. It’s definitely not because it makes it look like Steve is his and that makes his heart go doki doki
The mugs start as a joke, because Tony keeps accusing Clint of using his favorite coffee mug and Clint keeps insisting that they can’t all be Tony’s favorite and maybe if he likes that one so much he should write his name on it. The next morning when they wander into the kitchen, there’s a new cherry-red mug on the kitchen counter that says “Tony’s” in the same stylized font as the Stark Industries logo.
Clint immediately reaches for it but Natasha just sighs and shoves him toward the cabinets. And that’s how they learn that there are thirty other coffee mugs in the kitchen and every one of them says “Also Tony’s” in various colors and fonts.
Natasha, Bruce and Thor don’t drink coffee so they just grin at Clint’s frustrated growl and go on with their day. Steve helps himself to one of the “Also” mugs and sets about making a strong pot of French Roast so Tony will be appeased when he comes in.
Clint finds a soup bowl with a handle on it at the back of one of the cabinets and determinedly pours himself half a pot of coffee.
When Tony comes down for breakfast a few minutes later (drawn by the aroma of coffee just the way he likes it, sizzling bacon and Steve’s omelettes) he pauses for a moment in the doorway and just watches Steve through hooded lids.
Steve swallows a mouthful of coffee. “Tony?” he asks. He’s holding a blue mug. It says “Also Tony’s” on it in white lettering. “I hope you don’t mind me using your mug,” he says with a grin, because Clint is still sulking and determinedly sipping coffee out of his soup bowl.
Something hot and possessive stirs in Tony’s stomach and he can see Steve’s eyes flare with something similar.
“No,” Tony says slowly. “No, I think that one suits you perfectly.”
I don’t remember writing this at all? Is this a weird Tumblr glitch? Where did this post come from and where has it been?
it is definitely not a glitch and I’m glad past-you wrote this ficlet because
This was so cute I drew a little picture!
Ahhhhh! He’s adorable! @jarvisuanddumetoo the mug looks exactly how I pictured it, this is awesome!
commission for @beautifulmonster who wanted first kiss revelations and fake dating. (I changed it to fake married, hope that’s okay!)
(get together, fluff, angst with a happy ending, aliens)
Tony can’t decide if this is the best or worst mission he’s ever been on.
“Isn’t that gorgeous?” Steve asks, leaning in close to Tony to point out a sculpture on the horizon. It’s shaped like a giant neuron, twisted and gleaming, and normally Tony would appreciate it, but all he can think about is Steve’s arm wrapped securely around his shoulder, Steve’s breath ghosting over his cheek. “That must have taken someone a lot of time.”
Tony swallows hard, forcing himself to smile like a normal person. “Yeah,” he agrees. “Yeah, it’s really something.”
Steve turns just enough to smile at him, eyes gleaming. He’s close enough to kiss.
“Aww,” someone in the background says, yanking Tony back to reality. “You two really are so cute. How long have you been married, again?”
“Six years,” Tony hears himself say.
“That’s just lovely,” another one of their local guides says. “I hope one day I can have a partnership like that.”
“Thank you,” Steve says, finally tearing his gaze away from Tony. “It’s really been the best thing to ever happen to us.”
Yeah, Tony thinks, watching the way Steve’s eyes crinkle at whatever the guide says next, the hazy orange sky lighting his hair up like fire. It really would be.
Too bad it’s not real.
–
The fake marriage was a necessary evil. Or at least, that’s how Carol described it.
“Look,” she had said, sighing, when they had both expressed reluctance. “Their species moves in pair-bonds, either with a family member or a significant other. You guys don’t look similar enough to be family, so you’ll have to say you’re together.”
“Just dating, though, right?” Tony had prompted when Steve didn’t say anything. “Like, we’re not supposed to be that close. Right?”
Carol’s expression grew a little pinched. “Well, actually, pair-bonds are sort of lifelong things. So it’s more equivalent to being married.”
And so now they were here, on this weird little planet in this weird little system with its hatred of privacy and love of codependency, and they are – married. It makes Tony’s stomach flip every time he hears Steve introduce him as his husband, every time he catches sight of the ring gleaming on his own finger, it’s twin on Steve’s. It feels weird and awkward and Tony couldn’t decide why that is, until one evening, as part of the show, Steve kissed him.
His lips were sweet from the fruit he had been eating and soft. The kiss was brief, but Tony felt it like electricity through his body. Oh, Tony had thought, as Steve pulled back, still smiling like nothing is wrong. Oh, I love him.
It was a bit of a startling revelation.
And, horribly, there’s nothing he can do about it. Day after day, he and Steve are stuck together on this little planet, trying to wrangle out something of a peace treaty as they maintain the facade. They eat off each other’s plates, go on walks to see the surrounding city with their hands clasped together, kiss each other every time they part.
It’s maddening. Now that Tony knows what’s off, he can’t stop seeing it, what his life could be like with Steve. This kind, intelligent, good man who is one of Tony’s best friends, who could so easily become the center of Tony’s entire life. In some ways who already has become the center of Tony’s life. It’s the most bittersweet thing Tony can imagine: getting a taste of exactly what you want but having it stay just that little bit out of reach.
As the days eek by, Tony gets more and more withdrawn. He passes it off to their hosts as homesickness, but Steve knows him too well to be convinced. He grows concerned as the days pass, always asking Tony if he feels okay, if he feels ill, if something is upsetting him.
Finally, on the last day of their trip, Steve pulls Tony aside to the corner of their quarters.
“Hey,” Tony says, even as he follows obediently along. “I was in the middle of packing -“
“Tony,” Steve says lowly, voice all cut-the-bullshit, “What’s wrong? Is something – are you okay? I’m worried about you.”
And he looks so genuine and sincere, and the dark green of the velvet curtains make his eyes look so lovely that Tony can’t help but lean in to kiss him.
It’s chaste and quick, nothing more than a press of lips. Steve’s mouth is slack and unmoving under Tony, and Tony savors the taste of it for just a moment before he pulls away.
“Sorry,” Tony says, looking away so he doesn’t have to see Steve’s face. “I just -“
“This isn’t just for show, is it?” Steve interrupts, sounding hoarse.
Tony’s gaze jerks up. “Wha – no, of course it’s not, and I’m sorry -“
He doesn’t have a chance to finish the sentence before Steve is pressing him back against the wall and kissing him with all the fervor Tony could hope for. His hands are hot against Tony’s jaw, his waist, and Tony’s knees go to jelly as he sinks into Steve’s body.
Finally, Steve pulls back. “I love you,” he says, breathing heavily. “I love you.”
Something is growing in Tony’s chest. That’s the only explanation he can think of for why suddenly his heart feels about ready to burst out of his skin. “I love you,” he repeats, leaning in to kiss Steve once, twice, three times. “I – you’re serious about this?”
“I’m serious about this,” Steve promises, leaning his forehead against Tony’s. His eyelashes are long, casting spider-leg shadows across his face in the dim lighting. “Tony, I’ve wanted to be with you for – forever, it feels like.”
Your church-going, God-worshipping sister adopted a small child and you’re excited to see them. But when you do, the child is a menace. They’re throwing things everywhere, setting furniture on fire with seemingly nothing, chanting in Latin to summon demons, but the weirdest thing is that your sister doesn’t seem to mind.
“You literally adopted the antichrist, Anne. What the fuck.”
“Yeah, I knew when I saw him at the orphanage. I figured if the kid had some decent fucking parenting that we could avoid the whole ‘Revelations’ shite. Nasty business, that.”
George, who’s name has been kindly changed from Damien, approaches his new mother with a huge spider in his hands. It promptly bursts into flames.
“Good job, love. Now go find the rest.” George’s face makes no expression, but his eyes shine when he recieves a pat on the head for his efforts.
As the months go by, George seems to settle down. He adjusts to school, friends, and the positive reinforcement Anne gives him. She encourages the good he does, even though the powers he uses aren’t “good”. When she gets calls from the school, it’s about a rambunctious boy that won’t sit still. Not a destroyer of the world and innocence.
It’s at Christmas dinner, that you let slip your amazement to your mother. How good Anne is for him and how he’s improved a lot. Still summoning hellhounds for games of fetch, though.
“Oh, he’ll forget how to do that when he falls in love the first time,” Your mother laughs, smiling wide.
“How do you know that,” you ask bewildered.
“Because, you did.”
okay so someone please write the story of the family of super-low-key holy warriors who have made it their mission to locate the antichrist in every generation (because when one gets spoiled they try AGAIN) and adopt them and love them into not being the antichrist anymore, thus perpetually delaying the apocalypse
delaying the apocalypse via good parenting I love this
I fell into reading Narnia fanfiction on AO3 a year or two back over the whole ‘Problem of Susan’ issue, since it was interesting to see what takes people had taken with her future. Ones that particularly stood out to me:
Life After Narnia, series by Transposable_Element – from identifying the bodies and organizing the funerals to working through her grief and moving on in her life in the years immediately afterwards. Pack tissues in bulk. (see tweet above about “It’d be a hella depressing story to start out with”, because yes).
Once A King Or Queen Of Narnia, Always A King Or Queen, series by dirgewithoutmusic (aka @ink-splotch here on Tumblr) – a collection of Tumblr fics/essays/meta all exploring potential paths Susan’s life could have taken afterwards. May also require tissues at some points.
Also, while it’s not about Susan’s life after the Last Battle, I would highly recommend rthstewart’s “Queen Susan in Tashbaan”, part two of a lengthy series looking at what the Pevensies (plus Professor Kirke, Polly Plummer, and eventually Eustace Scrubb and Jill Pole) are up to in between the various books. This part covers what Susan is doing over in America during her parent’s visit there (though it doesn’t start in on her (sometimes highly allegorized) point of view until chapter 4 or so, since it’s covering the viewpoints of all participants). Honestly I recommend the entire series very highly, I like to refer to it as ‘over 1 million words of Narnia fanfic I didn’t know I needed until I read it”. Really delves into the whole question of what it was like for the Kings and Queens, reduced back to comparatively powerless childhood after already growing to mature adulthood, and being cut off bit by bit from Narnia.
Consider: tony and rhodey have been together for more than three decades.
More, of you count those collage years where Tony was pining like the textbook definition of “lovesick puppy,” and sure, although they were most definitely more than friends, Rhodey had refused to so much as kiss him until he was an actual adult.
It had frustrated Tony as much as it had made him solidify the decision that James Rhodes was one of the good ones.
Oh boy. I don’t cry often when I read fic, but here are a few that hit the spot for me. Mind the tags, these are quite angsty and not all of them end happily.
Remember to leave kudos and comments for your hard-working authors!
ad astra per aspera by @flange5 and @brandnewfashion : And now it’s been ten years since he’s first met Steve, two years since they’d had a proper conversation, but eleven stars still bearing variations of his name. (616)
Better This Time by nightwalker ( @onemuseleft ): It had been two years without Tony at his side and his back, two years nursing a resentment and an anger that had refused to fade. It was time to move on, and Steve didn’t want to do it alone. (616)
Coping by nightwalker ( @onemuseleft ): Steve Rogers is very good at surviving, whether he likes it or not. (MA:A, major character death)
The Spark That Started the Fire by Sineala ( @sineala ): It started with two men. But it ended with two men, too. (Or: A quiet evening on Battleworld, in which there are desert islands, campfires, apologies, and proposals. Also nudity.) (616)
Secrets and Surprises by laireshi ( @laireshi ): Tony’s preparing for his and Steve’s anniversary. The only issue? Steve realises that Tony’s hiding something and, given their history, suspects it’s something sinister. (616)
Catching Lightning in a Bottle by sabrecmc ( @sabrecmc ): College student Tony meets janitor Steve at MIT and they fall blissfully in love until Howard happens and things fall apart. One divorce paperwork snafu courtesy of the ever-helpful Jarvis, and ten years later, Tony has to get re-divorced from Steve. This does not go as he imagines.
Or, the Sweet Home Alabama AU that no one–well, okay, a few of you–asked for.
Wrapped Up In Clover by FestiveFerret ( @festiveferret ): It’s been seven years since Steve and Tony split up, and Steve’s sure he’ll never see Tony again. He’s finally managed to put their failed relationship behind him and move on, focusing on his friends and building his business. But then his best friends, Bucky and Clint, decide to get married, and their wedding week at a cabin resort in Vermont turns into a minefield of heartbreak for Steve.
Steve fucking Rogers. Is in front of Tony’s fucking car. (CA:CW fix-it)
Last Train Home by erde: Steve writes letters to Tony that he never sends. By the time he hands them to their rightful owner, Tony has had a brush with death, has retired as a superhero, and now has a small town workshop of his very own. But it’s okay, Steve has gone into retirement too. (CA:CW fix-it)
Bring Him Home by seventymilestobabylon: Tony misses Steve very badly after the Accords. Some days he deals with it better than other days. (CA:CW sort of fix-it)
What’s In a Name by izazov ( @izazov ): Tony never calls him by his name anymore. It’s only ‘Captain’ for him now. (CA:CW not-a-fix-it)
over by soniclipstick ( @soniclipstick ): It breaks Steve’s heart, that even when it’s all over and done with, it isn’t. Even when they put their weapons away and try to live the life and sleep in the bed that they now share, they’re still fighting a seemingly never-ending war on the home-front. (post-canon)
What Rough Beast by immoral_crow: Steve Rogers, super soldier. It’s amazing really that it takes them all so long to work out just what the serum can do… but given enough time all things become apparent. This is a story about love, and loss; the things we would do to be true to ourselves and true to our hearts; and the prices you must pay to do that. (major character death)
If anyone wants a rec list, hit me up in my inbox! Previous rec lists are here.
Title:Fever Series (2 Fics) Author: @some-blue-jack Pairings: Steve/Tony Rating: NC-17 Word Count: 8,439 Content/Warnings: AU: Omega!Verse, AU: No Powers, omega!steve, alpha!tony, doctor!tony, medical kink Summary: Steve hates getting his bi-annual checkup. “Mr. Rogers?” Nurse Grace calls, and Steve inhales sharply before standing up to follow her into the back. He
answers the standard “how are you doing today?” and “is there anything
you want to mention to the doctor?” questions, and he tries not to
fidget, but it’s hard to keep still. He’s just getting so wet.
Fantastically
hot a/b/o fic that has Omega patient Steve crushing on his Alpha Doctor
Tony and having some seriously inappropriate reactions to his medical
exam…I thought the Doctor/patient aspect was really well handled and
didn’t at all feel creepy or inappropriate, which can be difficult to
manage sometimes with this kink.
Reblogging as the brilliant @some-blue-jack has decided to expand this into a series and just posted a seriously wonderful sequel with Steve and Tony’s first date!
I just want AA stevetony smut fics… maybe some dom/sub stuff for fun? I really like top!Steve… (and AA Tony can make very good sub… haha)
Hope there would be more smut AA stevetony stuff. (well I know I should draw by myself 😛 )
I think I’ve kept saying this because I’m an AA stevetony trash, sorry.
A few recs (sorry if you’ve already read them!):
Adaptability by Amuly: After the events of 1×06 and the debacle with Hammer, Steve decides Tony needs to learn to listen to him… or else.
Fooling Around by Neverever ( @captainneverever ): Steve catches Tony using a Captain America sex toy. Tony thinks that Steve is going to be upset. But that’s not what happens. At all.
Sparkler by magicasen: Tony’s already lost the “best birthday present” competition, but it doesn’t mean Steve can’t enjoy his gift. Set post-S03E19: ‘The House of Zemo’.
Just A Phone Call Away by cptxrogers ( @@cptxrogers ): While Tony is trapped in an alternate dimension and can only communicate via audio, Steve is lonely and missing him. Tony has a plan to cheer him up though: inter-dimensional phone sex.
Assemble, Disassemble, Reassemble series by thyrza: A series of short stories, chiefly Steve/Tony PWP, following up or tied into episodes of Avengers Assemble.
Summary: “Does… I mean, which one of them has a motorbike?” Steve couldn’t help himself- he was ridiculously curious, and he just wanted to know as much as he could about the boy with the blue eyes and dark hair as possible. “Pretty expensive looking- leather seats, and really blue eyes- the boy, not the bike, obviously. He was- uh, he was smoking, too.”
There was a silence. Sam was making an amused face at Steve. “Tony Stark?”
LemonGrenade 