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Comics Steve/Tony: 616, Noir, Marvel Adventures, 1872, Ultimates.
Other Fandoms/Ships/Characters:
Steve/Tony: MCU, Avengers Assemble, Avengers Accademy.
Supernatural: Dean/Sam
Merlin: Merlin/Arthur
Doctor Who: Doctor/Rose, Doctor/River
Harry Potter: Gen, Harry/Sirius, I'm fine with most ships
Likes: Soulbond AU, identity porn, missing moments, slice of life, fix-its, cute AUs (i.e. coffee shop au, librarian au etc.), fluff, schmoop, happy ending!!, h/c, outsider POV, teasing, public sex, semi public sex, "keep-it-together-we're-in-public-please" situations, UST, nsfw, dom/sub, bdsm, kinks, dub-con, humiliation, disrespect of safewords or limits, dark characters, abandoning control to the other person and/or the other person taking control away.
Dislikes: Roleplay, A/B/O, Scat, Major character death, unhappy endings, violence, gore, major angst (light angst is ok), cheating/infidelty, medical illnesses like AIDS, cancer, leukemia etc.
Non-fandom related requests/anything else?: I love kittens with my entire heart and soul. I like pretty design, minimalism, photography, science, poetry, cuteness/fluff in general. Fic and are recs are more than welcome! I'd love to hear/have links of your fav fics, books, art.
Username: RossKL
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Comics Steve/Tony: 616, Noir, Marvel Adventures, 1872, Ultimates.
Other Fandoms/Ships/Characters:
Steve/Tony: MCU, Avengers Assemble, Avengers Accademy.
Supernatural: Dean/Sam
Merlin: Merlin/Arthur
Doctor Who: Doctor/Rose, Doctor/River
Harry Potter: Gen, Harry/Sirius, I'm fine with most ships
Likes: Soulbond AU, identity porn, missing moments, slice of life, fix-its, cute AUs (i.e. coffee shop au, librarian au etc.), fluff, schmoop, happy ending!!, h/c, outsider POV, teasing, public sex, semi public sex, "keep-it-together-we're-in-public-please" situations, UST, nsfw, dom/sub, bdsm, kinks, dub-con, humiliation, disrespect of safewords or limits, dark characters, abandoning control to the other person and/or the other person taking control away.
Dislikes: Roleplay, A/B/O, Scat, Major character death, unhappy endings, violence, gore, major angst (light angst is ok), cheating/infidelty, medical illnesses like AIDS, cancer, leukemia etc.
Non-fandom related requests/anything else?: I love kittens with my entire heart and soul. I like pretty design, minimalism, photography, science, poetry, cuteness/fluff in general. Fic and are recs are more than welcome! I'd love to hear/have links of your fav fics, books, art.
"keep-it-together-we're-in-public-please" MCU
Date: 2019-12-08 06:19 pm (UTC)“Keep it together,” Tony hisses through his press smile. “We’re in public.”
You wouldn’t know it by looking at him, but Steve’s trying. He is. He presses his lips together a little tighter, even though they’re probably completely white at this point, and struggles valiantly with his hitching breath.
“I mean it, Steve,” Tony continues. It’s a remarkable talent of his, really, his ability to carry out entire conversations without so much as moving his mouth. Steve’s sure the press taking their photos right now probably can’t even tell the difference, and when the images come out, Tony will probably look perfect.
Steve, on the other hand -
“Put away those dimples,” Tony hisses, and that’s it. Steve breaks. The laugh just about bursts out of him, sounding half like a hiccup, and Steve bends at the waist, hand over his mouth, as the clicks of the cameras slow.
“Are you all right?” one of the reporters - the reporter - asks, as Tony’s hand lands on Steve’s back. Steve squeezes his eyes shut, trying to keep his shoulders from shaking.
“Probably just got something stuck in your throat, yeah, hun? Come on, let’s go see Helen - we can take photos later. Sorry, everyone.”
Steve uncurls enough that Tony can lead him off stage, then stands, silent, as Tony makes quick work removing first his mic, then Steve’s. Steve watches as the little red lights go dark.
“We’re clear,” Tony says, and immediately Steve breaks. The laughter is so loud it’s practically a guffaw, so strong it makes his abs hurt. Tony shakes his head at him.
“It’s not that funny,” Tony says, but he’s smiling like he can’t help it, his own dimples popping out.
“Oh my god,” Steve wheezes. “Did you see his shirt?”
“I do have eyes, yes.”
Steve cackles. It was a truly monstrous shirt, one Steve thinks no human should be allowed to wear in public, let alone a human going to a very high end company on assignment for their job. Let alone someone going to Stark Tower.
“Iron van,” Steve manages around his laughs. It was a cartoon t-shirt, with a cartoon Captain America on it in the style of a chibi. The thing that made it unique, though, was the other figure on the shirt - a little Iron Man, also done up in chibi style, but drawn in the shape of a van that Captain America was sitting inside.
“I’m gonna call you that now,” Steve informs Tony. “And I’m going to get everyone else on board. Also, you’re buying me that shirt for Christmas.”
“Oh, shut up,” Tony complains, and kisses him.
As a silencer, it’s a pretty effective tool. Still, three weeks later, when Christmas morning dawns, Steve finds a familiar gift under the tree.
“You better not wear it more than once a month,” Tony warns, as Steve beams down at the soft cotton shirt.
He wears it at Christmas dinner, and gets the whole room laughing at Tony. Tony grumbles and complains his fair share, but Steve catches him, later, stealing little glances at Steve and the shirt, smiling.
Steve has no regrets.
Re: "keep-it-together-we're-in-public-please" MCU
Date: 2020-01-19 06:26 pm (UTC)It's amazing, honestly, not what I had in mind when I wrote that, but this is better! And definitely more than welcome!
Thank you for the fluff and the laughter, I honestly loved it ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️
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Date: 2020-01-18 08:55 am (UTC)https://66.media.tumblr.com/9d8c5fdb6cc5af051c92eb88dd25b475/221a649d2ba47ea9-04/s500x750/052dd94245c94edc228b2cc0c4863a95264cee11.png
and a kitten! https://66.media.tumblr.com/4034cf8fa586acf0c5702797e13c8462/c852777f962cbfc7-b0/s640x960/ce01354793104fe2afa2353803e69d9e18c3e051.jpg
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Date: 2020-01-19 06:31 pm (UTC)I really really liked it, thank you so much 💕
AND THE KITTY Hhhhhhhh my heart is officially melted. ❤️
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Date: 2020-01-18 07:10 pm (UTC)And here is a cute fic that I think you might enjoy:
santa, won't you bring me the one i really need by quidhitch (MCU AU, Steve/Tony)
Rec&Summary: New Year's resolution: STOP SLEEPING WITH EX-HUSBAND!
:D I hope you like it!
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Date: 2020-01-19 08:54 pm (UTC)I'll definitely read that fic you suggested!! It looks so promising ahhhh thank you so so much.
Ficlet: silly early 616 identity porn
Date: 2020-01-18 11:36 pm (UTC)You were so enthused about identity porn that I was inspired to write a silly little identity porn ficlet for you. <3
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Steve sits opposite Tony’s desk, fidgeting. As nice as it is to see Steve as Tony Stark rather than as Iron Man, Tony had been a little surprised when Steve had asked to speak with him about a personnel matter.
“I’m here for whatever you need, Cap,” he says, trying to put Steve at ease.
Steve lets out a long breath. “Would it be a problem,” he asks eventually, picking at a thread on his uniform, “If I asked a fellow team member out on a date?”
The thought makes something twist painfully in Tony’s chest, but he’s practiced at hiding that sort of thing. He shrugs. “I don’t see why. There isn’t any Avengers policy against fraternisation.”
Steve doesn’t look certain. “Would it be a problem if... the team member I wanted to ask out was a man?”
Tony’s eyebrows raise and his heart skips a beat. He’d never imagined Steve was anything other than straight. Did that mean he might actually have a chance with Steve?
But no, surely not. Steve barely knew him as Tony Stark, and he couldn’t possibly be interested in Iron Man that way.
Tony determinedly pushes his own feelings aside and focuses on Steve’s question. He clearly doesn’t have an issue with Steve dating men -- that would be rather hypocritical.
“That wouldn’t be a problem at all,” Tony says firmly. “The Avengers are all about equality and acceptance.”
Steve’s shoulders slump in relief. “Thanks, Mr. Stark. That makes me feel a whole lot better.”
“I don’t want to pry into this person’s identity,” Tony continues, tactfully. “But I’d be remiss if I didn’t ask: It’s not going to cause any tensions on the team, is it?”
Steve considers. “I shouldn’t think so.”
“Because I know Hank and Jan are close, and getting in between that could be trouble --”
“It’s not Hank,” Steve reassures him quickly.
Ahh. Of course. It must be Thor who had Steve’s interest. No wonder! He was handsome, charming, and -- oh yes -- a Norse God. Who wouldn’t be attracted to Thor?
Tony gives Steve a cheeky wink. “Gotcha.”
Steve remains sitting in front of him, shifting awkwardly in his seat.
“Was there anything else?” Tony asks. He’d normally be delighted to have Steve’s company for as long as he wanted, but he was looking dreadfully uncomfortable.
“I’m not…” Steve is actually blushing. “I don’t really know how to say this, but could I ask for your help? With, you know, how to ask someone for a date? The wooing part, I’m not really sure how to go about that.”
Tony is taken aback. It pains him to think of coaching Steve on how to win someone else’s affections, but he can’t very well turn down an honest request for help.
“It’s just,” Steve starts again, fidgeting still. “You’re a real classy guy, Mr. Stark, and you seem to know all about… wooing and such --” Tony vaguely wondered if Steve was calling him slutty. “-- And I don’t know much about how it works these days.”
Steve hangs his head, and Tony’s heart goes out to him. Whatever his own feelings towards Steve might be, it’s his duty to help his friend.
“Of course I’ll help, buddy,” Tony says, forcing himself to smile. “The first thing you’ve gotta do is figure out what your special someone likes. What are their interests? What do they care about? That sort of thing.”
Steve nods attentively.
“Then you need to find a way to express your feelings that they will appreciate.” He racks his brains, thinking of what Thor might enjoy. “Perhaps you could perform a drinking song for him? Or write an epic poem?”
Steve squints, apparently unconvinced. “Epic poetry seems a bit… much.”
“It’s not too much! It’ll be great. It’s about knowing the person, see. Not going for some generic expression of interest. Make it personal.”
“Right. And then, after I’ve expressed my feelings?”
“Then you invite them to something they’d enjoy. Take him to Waffle House for bottomless waffles.”
“Waffles? Are you sure?”
“Who doesn’t like waffles?” Tony replies with a shrug. He’d seen Thor put away entire stacks of waffles in the morning. He couldn’t imagine any place Thor would enjoy more than somewhere with literally endless waffles. "You just have to take the plunge and ask him."
Tony could see Steve him steeling himself the same way he did before a battle.
"He's worth it," Steve nods decisively. "Thanks, Mr. Stark."
---
The next day, Tony doesn’t have time to dwell on Steve’s love life. He’s needed at a Stark Industries board meeting and an Avengers mission at the same time, which is the kind of hiccup that’s tryingly familiar when you adopt two separate identities. He chooses the mission, obviously, making his excuses to the board and running to his office for the Iron Man armor to suit up and help his team.
They’ve been called in to diffuse a situation involving spherical, rolling robots which are terrifying tourists in Times Square. The little bouncy bots are actually sort of cute, at least until they start shooting laser beams at anything that moves.
Tony and Steve set about choraling the frightened crowds of tourists to safety, and Tony admires the way Steve instills such confidence even among people who don’t know him personally. With the help of Jan shrinking down to miniature size to investigate the bots up close and identify their weaknesses, and Thor using his lightning to overload their circuits, the team disable the threat in short order.
A bot rolls to a stop in front of Tony and he picks it up, carefully turning it over with the chunky fingers of the Iron Man suit.
Cap comes up next to him and Tony acknowledges him with a quick nod. “Looks like Latverian technology to me,” he shares.
Steve’s lips twist in annoyance. “Doom.”
“I’d guess so. I’ll need to take it back to my workshop to be sure.”
Steve shots him a strange look.
“To, uhh, Mr. Stark’s workshop.”
Steve squints but nods.
“Listen, Shellhead, about that --”
Tony realizes Steve is blushing under the cowl, and he’s twisting his fingers together the way he does on the rare occasions on which he’s nervous.
“I wanted to tell you how great you were today.”
Aww. That’s sweet.
“And I. Uhh. I’m adding the events of today to the poem I’m composing about your heroic deeds.”
Tony is sure he’s mishead. “The what?”
“The. Uhh. Epic poem. Telling the tale of Iron Man and his adventures.”
Tony stares.
“Oh, Iron Man, truly my heart is full to bursting with my regard for you.”
Tony stares some more.
“For your fine character, and you brave comportment.”
The crowds huddled behind the safety barriers and the SHIELD agents arriving for clean-up are starting to stare at the pair of them.
“Your honed battle skills and your unparalleled selflessness.”
Steve seems to have an entire speech prepared. Just as well, because Tony hasn’t the slightest clue what to say.
“And more than that, your warm friendship and charming companionship, which have been a balm to me in trying times.”
Tony keeps waiting for the other shoe to drop.
“What I’m trying to say is,” Steve doesn’t get down on one knee, but it looks like he’s thinking about it. “Iron Man, will you go on a date with me to the Waffle House?”
Oh. Oh.
Tony can’t help it -- he bursts into giggles.
Steve… likes him? As Iron Man? Steve wants to go on a date with him? And has decided to express this desire through serenades and offers of waffles?
That’s what comes of taking advice from alleged playboy Tony Stark, apparently.
As Tony is laughing, delighted by the ridiculousness of the situation he finds himself in, he catches sight of Steve. Steve looks like a kicked puppy, and he’s growing more despondent by the second.
“Aww, Winghead.” Tony goes to him, carefully cups a cheek with the palm of his metal glove, and brings their foreheads together.
“I don’t know about the waffles,” Tony begins, because really, how is he going to eat with the helmet on? Steve’s face droops. “But how about we start with a date to an art gallery?”
Steve’s eyes lift and he beams like the sun. “I’d love that, Iron Man.”
“There’s just one thing,” Tony says, and Steve nods earnestly. “I think we may have to do a little work on your approach to asking for dates. I’m not sure epic poetry should become your go-to move.”
“That was Mr. Stark’s idea,” Steve says, a little defensive. “He said it would be appropriate.”
Tony laughs again. “Yeah, you shouldn’t listen to that guy. He’s an idiot.”
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“Last time I saw you on that sofa I spent most of the time wanting you to climb me like a tree,” Tony says, casually.
Steve’s obviously struggling with a sudden loss of blood to the brain, because he’s moving before he can even think about doing it. Tony's office chair isn't generously large, but Steve makes it work, squeezing his knees onto the seat either side of Tony’s thighs, and Tony’s pulling back Steve’s mask so he can see him better, and just the fact Tony did that, that he wanted to see Steve’s face before anything else, accelerates the heat between them to a rolling boil.
Steve gets a glimpse of Tony’s perfect eyelashes, his side-quirked smirk, a pretty flush developing along Tony’s cheekbones, and he ducks his head to capture that smirk with his own impossibly wide smile.
“You are ridiculous,” Tony says as Steve briefly pulls back from the kiss, Tony’s hand landing below the bottom edge of the shield, then dipping lower, and Steve is a lightning bolt of eager friction. Tony kisses him again, an addictive and overwhelming warmth that Steve sinks into, helpless to resist.
This is it. This is everything that Steve’s been missing since he woke up, since he became Captain America, since his mom died. The brush of Tony’s facial hair against his cheek is as addictive and heady as it was before. Tony’s arms pull him closer, his hands turning Steve’s body into a wave of feelings, and Steve sinks his fingers into Tony’s hair and oh, it’s gloriously soft and silky under his fingertips.
“And you’re impossible,” Steve breathes.
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