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Comics Steve/Tony:
616 any era, ults or noir

Other Fandoms/Ships/Characters:Marvel:MCU Steve/Tony, Star trek: Spirk for aos or tos, or sibling feelings for Spock and Michael, DC: Bruce/Clark

Likes:For shippy: mutual pining, sweetness, misscomunitacion, denial of feelings, UST, banter, protective of each other, flirting. For tropes: AUs, canon divergent, identity porn, time travel, angst with happy ending, action/adventure, pon farr/alien made them do it/fuck or die, fake dating/fake marriage, soulmate, H/C, Mild Whump, BDSM and kinky stuff in general, amnesia, feral (and happy with porn for any of the ships :D)

Dislikes:Pregnacy, kid fics, infidelity, character death, unhappy ending, non-con body modification, gore, scat, permanent brain injury

Non-fandom related requests/anything else?: I'd love gif or videos or anything with weiner dogs/ doxies or any cute wholesome dog. :D. Also fanart/fanfic recs for any of the ships I mentioned. Book recs for fun scifi and mystery/crime stuff,would be neat! And if you have good recs for interesting video essays (specially focused on cinema) or documentaries (true crime or any interesting one), I'd love that too.

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(hi! nasafic here. happy holidays! I hope you like this little fic!)

Tony loves his husband. He does. Anyone who’s ever met him knows that. Steve is his rock, his lodestone, his sun and moon and stars and whatever other celestial beings you want to throw in there.

And Tony is going to kill him.

“Steve,” Tony calls tensely, voice carefully measured. “Can you come in here, please?”

There’s a sound like plastic bowls crashing against the counter, and a faint, distant swear. “I’m a little busy right now, honey!”

“Unless there was a call to assemble that bypassed my comm unit, get your ass in here right now!”

That was a little tense. Tony breathes carefully in and out. I love my husband, Tony reminds himself. I love him and I do not want to murder him.

Tony manages a few more measured, deep breaths before Steve’s head pops around the bathroom doorway. “Yeah?” Steve asks, half-breathless, like he was halfway through a vigorous punching session rather than doing - whatever the hell he was doing in the kitchen.

Wordlessly, Tony gestures to the ground, where a saggy, wet towel lies crumpled on the tile.

Steve blinks. “Oh. Sorry.” He ducks down, grabs the towel from the ground, and tosses it over the shower door. “Good?”

Tony makes a face. “Good? No, we are not good. I almost brained myself with that thing!”

For the first time, Steve seems to notice that Tony’s wearing only a towel, still dripping water on to the floor. Tony remembers when Steve never used to be able to look away when Tony was wearing something skimpy, back in their honeymoon phase, when Tony still found it endearing that Steve sometimes got sloppy in their master bedroom and not just infuriating. He feels like an old man.

“Well, I did say sorry.”

I love him, Tony reminds himself. I am a patient and understanding husband and will talk to him about this like an adult.

Then he decides, nope, fuck it, I’m going in.

“I almost fell and got seriously injured because you refuse to hang up your wet towels, even though I have asked you to do it about a million times already, and all you have to say is sorry?”

Steve huffs. “Oh, come on. Don’t you think you’re being a little dramatic? I mean, have you seen your workshop?”

“That’s different!” Tony yells. “Half of that mess is Dummy and You, and they’re at least trying -“

“Oh, please, the mess is you being lazy, Dummy and You are just trying to mitigate it -“

“That’s not the point!” Steve falls silent as Tony works his jaw. “I have asked you a billion times to clean it up. For me. You should want to do it.”

They maintain a stare-off for a few more moments before Steve sighs, shoulders sagging, and Tony knows he’s won. “Fine,” he says. “I promise I will do my absolute best to hang my wet towels. Happy?”

“Thrilled,” Tony says, deadpan, but he doesn’t fight it when Steve slips his arm around Tony’s waist, fingers dipping under the hem of Tony’s towel.

“You know, if I’m going to hang up my towels, you should maybe start loading your dishes into the dishwasher,” Steve points out.

His voice is so low and breathy that it takes Tony a second to actually hear what he’s saying. Immediately, he pulls back, smacking at Steve’s hands even as Steve breaks out into a grin.

“Don’t even start on that, Rogers,” Tony warns, “That’s entirely different, a few extra glasses in the sink isn’t going to kill you -“

“But I’ve asked you a billion times to do it,” Steve says. “And what was it you said? You should want to do it for me?”

Tony glares.

“I hate you,” he says finally. “You’re such a little shit, you know that, I swear you tricked me into this marriage, I thought I was marrying someone sweet and wholesome and then on our wedding night you came back and turned into this little devil-“

Steve’s grin widens. “Aw, you love it. You’d be bored with anyone else.”

“Doesn’t change the fact that you’re a dick who doesn’t pick up his towels,” Tony says.

“And you’re a dick who doesn’t put his dishes away,” Steve says. “It’s a match made in heaven.”

Tony shakes his head. “Menace.”

“You say the sweetest things,” Steve says, and kisses him.

Things may have changed since they first started dating ten years ago, but this - the warmth of Steve’s slightly chapped lips on his, Steve’s big hands circling Tony’s waist - that hasn’t changed.

You love him, part of Tony’s brain reminds him.

Shut up, he grumbles back.

AWW I love it Nasa, thank you so much!
I love this kind of domesticity, where they're so at ease with each other already, so certain that the other loves them, and seeing this kind of banter over the small things hahaha.
I agree with Tony with the wet towels for sure.
But they're so ridiculous and sweet! Tony internally trying to remember that he loves his husband and doesn't want to kill him over the mess is the best thing, Iron Man's biggest foe right now is Captain America's wet towels :D

Thanks again for the fic nasa, it's super cute!

This is fantastic. I love the domestics and the argument and the way the chafe a little at the small things (like Steve being able to look away from Tony in a towel) but in the end they are so together in this.

I love him, Tony reminds himself. I am a patient and understanding husband and will talk to him about this like an adult.
Then he decides, nope, fuck it, I’m going in.

Hahaha, isn't it always like that? :)

I loved this little story, all the kudos! ♥

Happy wintertime, here's some recs!!

Cute, wholesome dogs!
- Meet Pepperpottomus, a pittie mix who often wears clothes because she has allergies.
- There's also Ms Stevie (Nicks) Doodle, the cutest lil pup in the Midwest with a closet full of fashionable scarves and hankies.

Book recs!
- Amberlough by Lara Elena Donnelly: Glam spies and cabaret dancers in a '20s-like pastiche fuck up, do (gay) crimes, and try to escape fascism.
- Gideon the Ninth by Tamsyn Muir: A sneering necromancer and her forever-hated foul-mouthed and hilarious swordswoman bodyguard deal with a series of locked-room murders slash a quest to become an immortal death-god. Also it's in space.
- And Then There Were (N-One) by Sarah Pinsker: What if instead of having a family reunion, you had a multiverse-hopping alternate selves reunion? Shame about that murder, though.

And a documentary!
- The Price of Everything: A hilarious look at the world of contemporary art, featuring several interviews with the grumpiest old-man artist and a major side-eye at the use of art as a place-holder for massive amounts of money.

AHHHH thank you thank you!
I am now following those dog!insta oh gosh the cuteness is so overwhelming, I wanna squish them.

And the books!! I'm definitely gonna check them all out, murder, gay and space? all my fave topics ever. I'd never heard of any of these too, so I'm super thrilled.

OH and that doc looks super interesting! I can't wait to meet the grumpiest old-man artist, I wanna hear all he has to say :D

Thanks again for taking the time to rec all of this, I'm super happy!

Hi Fan,

I wrote you a little something of the Steve/Tony variety.

You can read it on AO3: (rest assured, baby) you're adored

I hope you enjoy it! And thanks so much for making this fandom a brighter place :)

Ahhh sheron! Thanks again for taking the time to write that, it was super sweet I loved it!

And you're so nice ahh, I'm really happy I found this fandom full of people that were super welcoming and patient and nice with me from the start :D

a fun and silly recruitment poster

https://66.media.tumblr.com/cba591ee2478724824b5b5c026f3840a/221a649d2ba47ea9-22/s500x750/b3819090e462f20dd2bfbf31cbab66a43bb4a44e.png

and two dogs

https://66.media.tumblr.com/9f2d8e89af2799053e58060db784babf/20df4a4911041776-e3/s640x960/3ec1d56860a3794eddbd02c0896607fda42327b3.jpg

AHHH. With that kind of recruitment poster they're sure to get a lot of volunteers in no time hahaha.

And Doogssss, so pretty! that's so cute, tiny puppersss.

Thanks for taking the time to share these!

Hello <3 Have a lovely new year <3
This year I'm mostly doing recs, so here:
Machines and Marvels by rainbowninja167 for misunderstandings and sweetness and banter. It's absolutely brilliant, so witty.

As for scifi books, I'm going with a novella, if you haven't read it -
This is How You Lose the Time War by Amal El-Mohtar and Max Gladstone. It's weird, and it's all about clever play with time travel.

HI hi! That rec looks so good and not something I've read yet, thanks!! I can't wait to read it

And god you got me there at time travel, that's definitely something I'm gonna check out, thank you so much and happy new year :D

I can't deal with their expressions hahahaha. Steve's super shocked face and Iron man's coy little look with the hand there haha.
This is ID Porn at it's finest haha, I love it.

Thanks for sharing this <3

I'd have loved to have more time in order to write you something proper, but until I do, I was hoping I could tide you over with an excerpt from an AoU canon divergent fic I started, where instead of the Accords, the Security Council came up with a different method of supervision... Namely, installing Norman Osborn as a Director to “supervise” the Avengers. Osborn immediately makes sweeping changes, number one being corralling Tony back onto the team through the vicious and underhanded use of a tiny contract clause. There’s nothing more unifying for a team than having to band together to dethrone a despotic dictator, right? And if Steve and Tony have to band together a little closer than they’d like in order to get some evidence, well… that’s totally fine, isn’t it???

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"You don't have to tiptoe," Steve says from over by the filing cabinet, where he's apparently displaying a scarily efficient talent for lock-picking. "You said it yourself, there aren't sound-activated sensors in here and the video and audio are being looped right now."

Tony shoots him an irritated glance. "It's bad enough that you won't let me put Osborn's car on the roof of the Capitol building, now you have to ruin my dreams of ninjahood too?"

"Trust me," Steve says, sliding open a drawer and starting to flick through the files, "there is no place on this entire planet where you could blend in enough to be a ninja."

"Ouch, right in the hope and dreams." Tony looks up from Osborn's large computer screen and dramatically clenches his chest. Steve makes sure Tony sees him roll his eyes before returning to the paperwork. "C'mon, baby, come to papa," Tony croons at the screen.

Steve buries a smile in a promising looking cardboard file which is missing the colorful paper tabs of its cabinet neighbors, because if Tony sees it he might do something embarrassing. Like saying how quiet it had been around here before Tony was forced to be on-site with them. Which wouldn't exactly be incriminating, except Steve suspects it would come out in a somewhat fond tone, and then Tony would be insufferable.
Well, more insufferable than usual. Yeah.

"Found something," Steve says and then tilts his head at the echo that fills the room at his words, until he realizes the echo also said aha! in addition. He sighs and turns to Tony who's gesturing at a screen with an accompanying fist pump gesture.

"Mysterious transactions," Tony says, and then narrows his eyes at Steve. "You?"

"Outside contractor changed twice for personnel within sixteen weeks," Steve says.

Tony's eyebrows rise significantly. "My my, Director Osborn, we have been naughty." Tony's mouth quirks to one side. "Probably. I'll need a few hours with this data, once it's downloaded."

"ETA?"

"A moment," Tony says, pulling a face. "Give or take a few more."
Steve's about to ask what that means when another sound diverts his attention.

"I don't like it when you have that expression on your face," Tony says.

"I don't like having to use it," Steve says, and slips out his phone, sliding the folder into the back of his jeans as he thumbs the first contact. "You're a terrible lookout," Steve says, as soon as the phone call connects.

"Oh, hi mom," Sam says, his voice jumping guiltily. Then he says, "It's my mom, I gotta take this!" in a weirdly gruff voice and Steve grimaces, because subterfuge isn't exactly Sam's strongest skill set.

Behind him, Tony taps the monitor impatiently and starts muttering words that Steve doesn't understand like bandwidth and bitrate. Whatever they mean, they can have the words "shitty fucking useless" in front of them, loudly and often.

Steve puts the phone on loudspeaker. "I'm sorry I didn't remember to get the gloves," Sam says. "Dad's home, can't he get them?"

"So Osborn's back and Hand's with him," Tony says. Steve can't restrain the impressed glance he shoots Tony's way. "Please, like your spy code is subtle."

"We're still in here," Steve says. "And we need—" He glances at Tony. Tony holds up five fingers. "Three minutes." Tony starts to pitch a fit by flailing his arms and hands like he's being electrocuted but Steve ignores him.

"Got it," Sam says. "Bye, mom."

Sam doesn’t disconnect the call, so Steve puts the phone in a top pocket so he can hear if Sam's delaying tactics work or not.

"I'll have to ditch getting the images from the video feeds, we've only got time for the audio," Tony says. "Your fault if they hold the key to all this."

"If you can't get evidence from just the audio, then you're not as clever as you keep saying you are," Steve says, hurriedly flicking through the rest of the drawers in search of another promising file. There's another two files without colorful tabs — he pushes them in to his waistband to join the other before tucking his shirt over them and joining Tony by the monitor. "Hurry up," Steve says.

"I'll just wave my fingers and get data to double its speed," Tony says, bringing up both of his hands and wriggling his fingers over the keyboard.

"Will that work?" Steve asks, and has to fight the urge to bury his face into his hands, because Tony's smirking wickedly. Even after all this time out of the ice, Steve's still running at full force into the jokes Tony leaves open for him.

Well, Steve would rather be occasionally embarrassed than not give everything his all.

"Is there no way to speed it up?" Steve asks.

"Yeah," Tony says. Steve perks up attentively. "Get me a rod of plutonium, a gullwinged car, a flux capacitor—"

"Okay, okay, I get it," Steve says, looking up at the door warily. He listens to the phone; Sam is talking loudly to Osborn about a fire escape protocol. Osborn's getting audibly bored.

"I know when I left you said it as a joke, but can you actually believe that you missed me when I wasn't here?" Tony asks, striking at the keyboard and doing what looks like some deletion program — erasing their digital footsteps, probably.

Steve moves his gaze from the door back to Tony. "When did I imply that?"

"Never, I was making a leaping guess," Tony says. Steve squints, wondering whether that's a passive-aggressive dig at Steve's continued inability to bring Batroc in. "But your lack of overt denial speaks volumes."

"Keep telling yourself that," Steve says, because the best way to wind Tony up is to be slightly agreeable and give him nothing solid to argue against.

"He's on his way in," Sam says. "Sixty seconds, tops. Might go faster if you skip the flirting."

"Aw, but babycakes, how else could I let you know you're my favorite?" Tony says, as Steve sighs and wonders what he did to deserve this life.

AHHHH this is so good!! I love all the spy spy hush hush thing going on, the both of them working together to deal with Osborn. AND OSBORN. He's one of my faves villain to have the avengers fight, he's like this crazy bizarro version of what Tony could have been in a different universe in a way? and I just love the idea of him putting the team in a position where they can't just beat him up as they would any bad guy because the law are on Norman's way (apparently at least, since we all know he's probably involved in some shady things too)
The banter is just so much, and I love the idea of Steve riling Tony up but at the same time he tries to hide his grin from Tony because having Tony back is just so good (but he's not about to just TELL that to Tony)

I really enjoyed this mizzy, thanks for taking the time to write and share this!

(also they reminded me a bit of this, even if it doesn't have much to do with this? haha I'll leave the link anyways because I love the song https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HLrpb8Z--fs)

Hi fan, thank you so much for being a part of the server! Thanks so much for sharing cute links and art ALL THE TIME, the rec feeds would not be the same without you ♥ I will see you around in the new year!

HIii!!
Thank you magic and the rest of the mod team for making such a nice place, everybody has always been super nice and so willing to answer any random question I'd pop up to ask haha.
You've created an enviroment that is so great for both new fans and fans that have been reading comics for years, and it's just so nice to be a small part of it . Sharing as much as I can all the amazing art and fanworks people are making is my way of contributing, so I'm more than happy to do it.

Thankss thanks, happy new year ♥

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