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There was a time when Tony had panicked about his future.

He’d had Peter young, just a couple of years into a crappy relationship that had fallen apart long before their bundle of joy had come and couldn’t be fixed even by Peter’s cherubic smile. From the very first moment, Tony had loved his boy. There hadn’t been a moment that Tony had regretted the relationship that had led him to his son, or ever wished that things had turned out differently. Not when Peter had had a phase as a baby of not sleeping through the night if the temperature wasn’t exactly 78 degrees, not when he’d learnt to talk and hadn’t exited his “why” phase for weeks on end, not even during the long weekend when Peter had caught pretty much every bug floating around his daycare all at once.

Parenthood was where Tony thrived but, through it all, he’d lain awake at night and longed for someone next to him that wasn’t 2 feet tall and not quite potty trained. He’d wanted a conversation with another adult that wasn’t hurried at the drop-off gate or about yet another late project at work, and he’d wanted an arm around his waist when he was dangerously close to falling asleep whilst making himself his first coffee of the day.

Everything he wanted for himself, he also wanted for Peter’s sake. He’d wanted someone else to see Peter’s drawings and marvel over them as they went up on the fridge day after day after day. He’d wished for presents from a grandparent at Christmas and another parent who could calm them both down when Peter refused to sleep even as the sun started to rise on the horizon.

Tony had spent years worrying that no one would take on a small child with an absent parent who could come back and cause a storm at any time. He’d never expected anything to come from a one-night stand when the lights had been turned on in the morning and all of Peter’s toys could be seen in their scattered glory.

But, then again, Tony had never imagined Steven Grant Rogers.

They’d decided early into their planning that they didn’t want to do a walk down the aisle. Neither of Tony’s parents would be there to walk with him and Sarah had gotten so tearful at the prospect of their engagement alone that they didn’t trust her to be able to see to walk down the aisle on the wedding day itself.

What they had decided instead was to have Peter as the star of the show, with the rings safely in his possession as he walked down the aisle to both of his parents waiting for him at the altar.

And, boy, did he steal the show.

Tony watched with a wide grin as Peter all but skipped up the aisle, his tuxedo so little it was almost comical. Casting a glance to his left, Tony felt something ridiculously fond catch in his chest at the pure and unabashed expression of love on Steve’s face as his eyes tracked Peter’s dance.

“God, look at him,” Steve murmured.

“He’s gonna drop those rings before we can get them,” Tony laughed.

“Yeah, probably. But he looks cute, so I’m sure we’ll survive without them.”

Tony scoffed. Be that as it may, he wanted a ring on his finger.

All of a sudden, Peter let out a gasp and started running. “Grandma!”

A ripple of laughter made its way through the guests as Peter headed straight for Steve’s mother.

“Oh, look at you, my darling,” Sarah crooned, bending down and smoothing a hand over Peter’s hair when he reached her. “You look so gorgeous, little man."

"Hi, Grandma!"

"Hello, my love," Sarah laughed.

"Wanna sit with you!"

"Of course, but first you have to give Daddy the rings. They're very important.”

Peter took Sarah’s hand in a tight grip and practically shoved the ring cushion in Tony’s direction without looking at him. Steve laughed loudly, his eyes still solely on Peter as well.

Tony might have been jealous if he hadn’t been so relieved. So, yeah, he thought to himself as he untied the rings from the cushion and handed them to the officiant, he really needn’t have worried after all.

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earliebirb · 1 month

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A Sure Thing

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earliebirb · 1 month

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Birthday Prompt: I love my husband too much?! (From a Reddit thread). Happiest of birthdays, thanks for all you do for fandom!

Thanks! I decided to try something different and wrote this as an epistolary with Steve as an advice columnist and Tony as his lovelorn admirer.

October 21, 2018

Hey Steven,

I met someone today. Not to sound like a Hollywood rom-com, but, well, it was like something out of a movie. I was deliberately running late to a budget meeting—I keep hoping that if I’m late to enough of them, my assistant will stop making me go (unlikely since my name is on the building, but a guy can dream, right?). Where was I? Anyway, so I was running late, and I was making myself later by grabbing coffee at this little shop by our offices. And wouldn’t you know it? But I bumped into someone going out at the same time I was going in.

Coffee went everywhere, all over both of us, and as he was apologizing profusely and telling me all about how he’s going to buy me a new shit, he takes a look at the shirt in question and abruptly changes his tune to, “Well, maybe I can afford a button. Two, if I’m lucky.”

And I was so amused that I insisted on buying him another coffee to replace the one that had spilled, and we got to talking, and we both wound up missing our appointments. Turns out that’s why he was in such a hurry too—he had a staff meeting at this news site he works at that he needed to be at.

I’d apologize for making him miss it, but Steven, when I tell you he’s amazing, I mean that he’s incredible. He’s beautiful, like Adonis brought forward in time. He’s kind, and he’s funny, and he’s so, so smart. He couldn’t keep up with me when I started talking engineering—not that many people can—but that didn’t matter because he came at my problem from a whole different angle that I would never, not in a million years, have thought of, and would you look at that, but he solved it for me.

I liked him a lot. I’d even go so far as to say I’m enamored. But, Steven, I messed up. My assistant called me, and I greeted them like I always do—with a bright and cheerful, “Light of my life!” It’s a little inside joke between us, and I didn’t think anything of it since it’s never meant anything to either of us, but when I finally got off the phone with her and got back to our table, it was empty. My Adonis had left. All I had to go on was his name and the news site he works on.

Maybe I’m being creepy, but Steven, I really think we had something special. Do you think I have a chance? Is there even anything I can do? I don’t know how to find him again outside of getting his personal information from his company, and I’ve been told that’s really creepy, and I shouldn’t do it.

Do you have any advice for me?

Love (is that how people sign these things? I’ve never read one of these columns before),

Enchanted to Meet You

Hey Enchanted,

Here’s what you do: tomorrow morning, at 7 am, you go to the coffee shop you met at. I know it’s early, and you said you’re not really a morning person, but trust me on this. I don’t think your Adonis (and I’m pretty sure you’re using the wrong descriptor there; he’s no Adonis) can afford to miss another meeting, so he’ll have to get there earlier than he usually does if you want to meet.

You go to the coffee shop. You order whatever ridiculous monstrous excuse of a coffee you decide to order this time (seriously, you’re so wrong about coffee; it should be drunk black with maybe one sugar to appreciate the flavors). And then you wait.

I promise you that he’ll be there with his phone number this time, so you can call—or text, whatever works for you—him whenever you want. Because he wants you to, I can promise you that too. He really wants to talk to you again.

Good luck,

Steven

P.S. And it’s Steve, by the way. Not Steven.

November 20, 2020

Hey Steven,

It’s been a while since the last time I wrote into your column. Last time, I asked for advice on a missed connection. It’s been two years since then, and you’ll be pleased to hear that not only did I find my Adonis again, but that last night, he and I got engaged!

I love him, Steven. I love him so much. I love him more than I’ve ever loved anyone, which scares me because I have a habit of falling too hard and too fast. He and I might have moved pretty slowly, but it wouldn’t be the first time I got burned by someone I fell in love with or even by someone I was engaged to.

But I still love him.

When I wrote in last time, I said he was incredible, and he’s only gotten more incredible since then. I fall more in love with him every day. He’s kind and he’s stubborn and he won’t suffer a bully. He almost got arrested last year for punching some a**hole in a bar who wouldn’t leave me alone. He’s beautiful. I call him my Adonis, but I’m really not exaggerating. He’s like a drop of sunlight given human form, and when he smiles, It could warm the coldest night. And it helps that he’s pretty incredible in bed too ;)

But I’m scared. I’m nearly fifteen years older than him, and I don’t know what he’s doing with me. No one wants to stick around me for long, not unless I’m paying them, so what could someone so young and beautiful ever want with a going grey, washed up old man like me? He’s got his entire life ahead of him. Me? I just had to arrest my business partner for treason, and now I’m being audited because I don’t know how deep his dealings went in the company.

What do I do, Steven? I don’t want to lose him, but I’m terrified he’ll realizes he deserves better. Should I just let him go now?

Love,

I’d Marry You With Paper Rings

Hey Paper Rings,

You say you think you’re not good enough for him, but maybe he doesn’t think he’s good enough for you. Maybe instead of thinking you’re old, he thinks that he’s young, but you’re worldly and experienced. Maybe he thinks your silvering hair is distinguished. Maybe he likes your reading glasses. Maybe they make him so hot, it’s all he can do to stop himself from dragging you off to bed over his shoulder like a caveman. Maybe he thinks you’re the most handsome man he’s ever met.

Maybe he’s glad you proposed because he was so terrified you deserved someone more experienced than him that he was never going to work up the courage to ask.

Go home, Paper Rings. Take the day off and go home and talk to your Adonis. Tell him you’re scared. I’ll be he’s scared too. I bet he wants to talk to you about how scared he is. But the important thing is to talk to him. Nothing will change if you just stay silent about how you’re feeling.

Good luck,

Steven

July 26, 2021

Hey Steven,

Well, I did it. I f*cked it all up. I talked to my Adonins last year, like you said, and we were good back then. But then I got all in my head about it. I’ve been putting off wedding planning for months anow, and he finally snapped.

He yelled at me last night—and I deserved it—and I don’t know. I don’t know if I didn’t say what he wanted to hear or if I didn’t say enough of it or if he just didn’t believe me. But he left, steven. He left, and he didn’t come back last night. His friends say he’s fine, but he won’t answer my calls or tell me if he’s coming home.

I think he’s gone for good.

I love him, Steven. I can’t lose him. I’ll do better this time around. I’ll talk to him. I’ll go to every suit fitting, every cake testing, every flower smelling. I’ll marry him tomorrow if he wants me to. Just—I can’t lose him. I love him too much.

Love,

Stay, Stay, Stay

Hey Stay,

Go home tonight. Go home at a reasonable hour, even if you have to use your AI to remind you (thought I’m sure it would mean more to him if you remembered on your own). Cook his favorite meal—that spaghetti you gave him on your first date with the meatballs from that recipe your mom gave you that she got from her Nona. Go to his friend Sam’s house. Give him the dinner and then try not to drop it when he kisses you. Talk to him again. I’m sure he’d marry you tomorrow if you wanted that too, but he doesn’t want to rush because he loves you too much to rush this. Tell him you love him. He loves you too.

Good luck,

Steven

November 2, 2022

Hey Steven,

I think I love my husband too much. Yes, that’s right; after four years, my Adonis is now my newlywedded husband. We’re on our honeymoon right now—a gorgeous seaside house in Greece—and he’s sleeping beside me, the early morning sunlight turning his bare skin gold—he’s turning me into a poet, and all I could think about was how much I love him and what I would do for him.

I would kill for him.

I would conquer nations for him.

I would tear the universe apart for him.

I would give every penny I have away if he asked me to.

I would buy him every giant stuffie in the world. Nothing says love like a giant bunny, right?

But I’m getting off topic. The point is—I love him. I adore him. I can’t imagine my life without him.

I love him.

I love you.

Love,

You’re My Lover

Hey Lover,

Next time you feel like waxing poetic about me, why don’t you wake me up and tell me to my face instead of writing to my advice column?

Love,

Steven

P.S. I love you too.

#sobs into my hands #THEY ARE SO DISGUSTINGLY SWEET PUT THEM IN JAIL OMG I CANT TAKE THIS ANYMORE #😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭#but also wow wow WOW #this is so goddamn creative #fuck i wish i had thought of this #this is such a cool format #also giggles first time i saw this format i was like ooh #this would be a great idea to like #talk to ur bf when he’s mad at u and giving u the silent treatment at home #and i was right FJDNDHDH #bcs steve would have to give him the answer and like #even tell him how to apologize #heheh #ohhh my boys #i love that when steve replied to tony’s first letter he was like #dude go to the place at 7 am he likes you too dude #dude he likes you so much i promise #source: dude just trust me #FJSNDNSJSNS #i love this #they are so disgustingly sweet #someone come check my blood sugar #🍬🍬🍬#stevetony #stevetony fic #fav #!!!

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earliebirb · 1 month

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More kisses!!

pulling your lover in by their tie + “wanna practice?” (Maybe practicing for their wedding kiss?)

Hi fren! I already told you you're getting graduation kisses instead of wedding kisses, but what I didn't tell you is that you're also getting proposal kisses ;)

“Mate me?” Tony asks casually two hours before Steve’s graduation.

Steve prompts drops his cufflinks.

“Oh shit,” he swears and drops to his knees looking for them. They’re solid gold and a gift from his mom, who had told him that she had once given them to his dad for his graduation. He definitely doesn’t want to lose them. Fortunately, he finds them fairly quickly and stands back up, only for Tony to immediately take them out of his hand and deftly fix them to his shirt himself.

It's only then that he has a chance to think about what Tony had just asked him. Steve can’t deny that he’s been thinking about asking Tony to bond with him. If he’s being honest with himself, he’s been thinking about officially making Tony his omega since before they even started dating, since the very first time he saw him at that party. He’d even almost asked him after winning the championship earlier in the year. The only thing that had stopped him had been, well, Tony.

It's not that he doesn’t know Tony loves him. He knows that very well. And he knows that Tony is all in about the two of them. He also knows that, despite how sweet he is and how loving he is and how committed he is, Tony can also be very skittish when that commitment is brought up. Steve knows now the full story of what had gotten Tony pulled from his first university, knows how much he had been fucked up by what had happened with those two alphas, so he’s never wanted to put any sort of pressure on him by pushing about a bond.

He never would have expected that Tony would bring it up first, and he especially never would have thought that Tony, who once thought it would be fun to fly to Venice for a single date on a whim, would bring it up so casually.

Tony grimaces at his tie and steps in close to retie it. The knot he goes with is about a thousand times fancier than the one Steve had chosen, which makes it all the more impressive that he barely even focuses on it as he asks, betraying only a hint of nerves, “Should I be concerned that you haven’t answered me yet?”

“No,” Steve denies, and it’s true. Tony has nothing to be concerned about, even if he doesn’t know it yet. “I’m just surprised.”

Tony raises an eyebrow. “That after almost four years together I want to bond with you?”

Steve gives him a Look. “No. That you, of all people, didn’t rent a hot air balloon and a megaphone to ask me in front of the entire graduating class.”

“Do you want me to rent a hot air balloon and a megaphone and ask you in front of the entire graduating class? I was under the impression you’d prefer it to be a private moment.”

“I do,” Steve says immediately because knowing Tony, he would somehow find a way to make a big production in the next two hours if Steve even gave him a hint of wanting something big and public. “But, sweetheart, you once sent me an entire jazz quartet for Valentine’s Day. I hope you won’t be offended for thinking you’d do something similar about this.”

“I’m not offended,” Tony assures him, and that’s good since he genuinely didn’t mean to imply that the casual way Tony had asked wasn’t enough. “I just… I don’t know. It’s been on my mind for forever, and you look so handsome standing there, I thought ‘wow, I really want this—just this—for the rest of my life,’ and it slipped out? Are you going to give me an answer sometime today?”

The tension breaks in a moment, and Steve laughs. His fingers find Tony’s own tie and reel him in to press their foreheads together. The air goes softer between them as they breathe together, chests rising and falling in unison.

“Yes,” he says once they’re both calmer. “Yes, I want to bond with you. I want to buy a dog and move into a house and raise a million kids together—”

“Okay, maybe not a million—”

“Alright, fewer than a million. See? I can compromise.”

Tony laughs and says firmly, “Three.”

“Three?”

“Two boys and a girl for them to dote on.”

“Sounds perfect,” Steve says, already thinking about it. “Three kids with your pretty brown eyes and your brilliant mind—”

“Or with your muscles the size of my head—”

“Oh, is that the only positive trait of mine that you can think of?”

“Well, honey, I didn’t think you want them to have your trait of picking every fight ever.”

Steve laughs and drops a kiss on the tip of Tony’s nose. “And it doesn’t matter how they present because we’ll never send them anywhere where that matters.”

Tony beams at him like he’s said the best thing he’s ever heard and not just acknowledged what they’ve known all along—that his dad is a terrible person who doesn’t deserve a son as incredible as Tony.

“And we’ll be the kind of parents who embarrass them in the grocery store—” Steve says.

“By kissing in front of the produce,” Tony agrees, nodding his head.

“Yeah,” Steve says softly, thinking about the long future stretching out ahead of them. “Wanna practice?”

“Always,” Tony says. And then they’re kissing, and it’s as soft and sweet as their first kiss in Natasha’s dorm room that Steve did for a dare. It’s perfect and beautiful, and he knows he says this about every kiss they share, but—

It’s the best kiss he’s ever had.

#i love everything about this i’m a puddle of goo #and steve i too prefer private proposals but LISTEN #a hot air balloon proposal WITHOUT the megaphone would also still be a super lovely and romantic private proposak #bcs how much more private can you get when ur up in the air without anyone else in ur immediate vicinity #oh wait #i guess the balloon operator would be there huh #BUT TONYS A GENIUS HE CAN OPERATE A BALLOON #RIGHT?????#and omg the gasp I GUSPED when i read #two boys and a girl for them to dote on #MY HEART JUST SWELLED TO THREE TIMES ITS SIZE BCS #HARLEY PETER AND MORGAN!!!!!!!!#aaaaaaAAAAAAAAAAA #also another detail i really loved was that bit abt #it being impressive that tony could still tie the fancy tie knot while still being nervous abt steves answer bcs #1) yes i too find it very impressive #1) I FIND IT VERY HOT HELLOOOO COMPETENCE KINK #HES VERY GOOD WITH HIS HANDS AND HE KNOWS ALL THE FANCY TIE KNOTS #THAT IS VERY ATTRACTIVE TO ME!!!!!!!!!#anyway so many details i loved abt this fic #i also paused and lingered at #that sentence describing how the air between them turned softer #like oh wow #oh wow what a pretty sentence #such pretty imagery #so vivid so tender so lovely #stevetony #stevetony fic #fav #!!!

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Tony’s laughing.

Steve likes it when Tony’s laughing. He thinks that he doesn’t do it enough, which isn’t terribly surprising when he considers that Tony has an image to portray in front of the press and then there’s SI to think of and, of course, the fact that Tony’s a superhero, a job which doesn’t always end well and often ends in tears.

But here, in the backseat of the car with only Steve and Happy to hear him, Tony’s laughing.

“What’s got you giggling so hard?” he asks.

Tony looks up at him, eyes bright with mirth, and says, “People magazine.”

Steve frowns. People doesn’t normally get Tony laughing like this. In fact, he distinctly remembers how, at the start of their relationship, Tony had practically been in tears over People claiming that Steve didn’t like him- and that had been during Steve fucking him so hard the headboard had literally broken into two pieces. For Tony to be laughing over them now with no other distractions has Steve more than a little curious.

“Sweetheart, what’s happening? What’s going on?” he asks.

Tony holds up his phone, showing him a picture of People’s latest cover. He takes a moment to gather himself and then very seriously says, “It’s over between us.”

Steve freezes for a moment but then takes a closer look at the picture. Tony’s hand is shaking with suppressed laughter so it takes him a moment to make out the words but he does see that the captain says, “IT’S OVER!”

He gets it now because the thing is, he and Tony are on their way back from dinner and Tony’s wearing a lovely new ring made from three tiny diamonds and a band of vibranium stripped from the back of the shield that Steve gave him only an hour earlier and, well- yeah, he gets why Tony’s laughing.

“It’s over between us?” he asks, feigning surprise.

Tony nods, his mouth twisting. “Yeah,” he agrees. “It’s very sad.”

“Oh my god, what are we gonna do?”

Tony shrugs easily and glances back down at his phone. “I felt suffocated,” he says as he peers at the headline.

“You felt suffocated by me?” Steve asks. “Or suffocated in general? It’s probably me. I was just so overbearing, wasn’t I? With how I just wanted to make sure you were safe and the armor was comfortable enough-”

“I liked your suggestions. The pillows were a nice touch,” Tony says. He seemingly can’t stop himself from leaning over and giving Steve’s cheek a quick kiss before he continues, “Also, I took the kids.”

Steve, in the middle of touching his cheek where Tony had kissed him, bursts out laughing. “We have kids?” he asks. “Why didn’t anyone tell me?”

“It doesn’t say they were your kids,” Tony points out. “They could have been Thor’s kids.”

“Fucking aliens,” Steve says agreeably.

“Apparently,” Tony muses as he goes back to his phone, “you have a very dark secret that was exposed. I guess that’s why I left you.”

“Oh my god, I have a dark secret? What is it? Does it say?”

“I don’t know,” Tony says cheerfully. “Pepper sent me this picture. She said she didn’t want to read the trash inside but she thought I’d like to know about it.”

Steve hums slightly. “Must have been really dark.”

“You’re probably fucking Thor too.”

“Fucking aliens,” he says again.

Tony giggles. “Who wrote this one?” he wonders aloud. “Oh, Miss Everhart. My favorite.”

Steve glances up toward the front of the car. They’ve been stopped at a stoplight for a few minutes- or maybe it’s just New York traffic, he’d been too caught up in Tony to really notice- and so Happy’s got his phone out, recording the two of them. He’s sure that it’ll end up on Instagram or Twitter or something in a few hours. Happy never means to post these things but he really doesn’t get technology and so he thinks he’s sending it to the group chat and three hours later, the whole world knows about it.

“Thanks, Christine,” he tells the camera. Tony glances up as well, flashes it a bright smile, and murmurs, “Thanks.”

The light turns green. Tony motions absently toward the front. Happy turns back around, lowering the phone. A moment later, Tony leans up against Steve’s side. He’s still giggling occasionally about the magazine even though he’s moved on from the picture so he can send a text to Nat.

Tony’s laughing, Steve thinks as he presses a kiss to the top of Tony’s head. Things can’t get much better than this.

#tony’s laughing #steve likes it when tony’s laughing #my gosh #those two lines are so incredibly lovely and hooked me right in #this entire ficlet feels like warm candlelight #i love them so much #my boys #stevetony #stevetony fic #fav #!!!

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I asked the Avengers what they wanted for Christmas. Merry Christmas and Happy New Year, SteveTonies! 💙❤️🎄🎅🥳🎉🎆

#self reblog #merry christmas #stevetony #stevetony art

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earliebirb · 6 months

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earliebirb · 8 months

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sometimes steve wakes sleepy morning tony up with kisses all over his neck and chest and stomach. he loves the little sounds tony makes, still sleeping, little mumbles and gasps when steve’s lips touch a specially sensitive spot.

steve chuckles into the soft skin of tony’s side, and tony jolts awake at the vibration with a squeak. ‘wh-ahh, steve!’ he says, and then puts his arm over his face. ‘why you awake. ugh. t'w'early.’

steve moves up and kisses his forehead. ‘morning, darling,’ he murmurs, and tony hums drowsily and rolls over to curl into steve’s chest, mumbling something that sounds like, ‘mrng’.

and steve holds him and strokes his back and plays with tony’s hair, petting him. tony drowses and snuggles softly and makes happy little sounds when steve rakes his fingers just the right way through his hair.

steve supposes, contentedly, that morning cuddles are probably not the quickest way to wake tony up after all. but with the warm trusting weight of tony’s body against his chest, he honestly can’t bring himself to care.

‘love you,’ he says softly, and holds his small husband close, letting him sleep.

(more ficlets under the ‘stevetony ficlet’ tag on my blog)

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(inspired by this post)

‘there’s a perfectly good reason for all of these kittens,’ tony says quickly.

steve looks at him, then looks back at the warm little nest in the centre of his bed. he opens his mouth, then closes it again, and pinches the bridge of his nose.

'tony,’ he says calmly, after a moment, 'please could you tell me why there are five - six? kittens in my bed with you?’

'uh,’ tony says. he’s not meeting steve’s eyes, and he’s curled upright at the head of the bed with several sleepy kittens squirming softly in his arms, blankets tangled around him. he looks small, suddenly, and steve frowns.

'tony?’ he says, softer, and tony’s eyes fly up to meet his.

'i - ’ he says, and swallows, and then he’s looking back down at his hands and seeming to clutch the kittens closer. 'i was - i found them. they were half drowned, steve, i couldn’t just leave them!’

but he’s chewing his lip, and his shoulders are hunched tightly. steve looks down at the top of his head, and then sits down beside him.

'hey,’ he says quietly. 'tony. what’s wrong, darling?’ the endearment slips out naturally, and steve decides not to second-guess it; though they’ve only been dating a few weeks, the feelings between them go back for years. he nudges a corner of the blanket aside, putting his hand on tony’s back and rubbing gently at his shoulder bones. 'tell me.’

tony’s stiff and ashamed next to him for a moment or two, and then goes soft and yielding against steve’s side. he presses his face in steve’s shirt, and somehow steve ends up with a warm clinging lapful of tony and two kittens. he rests his cheek against tony’s hair, wrapping his arms around him and rocking him slowly.

tony burrows and shivers against him for a little while; steve thinks he might be sniffling. he holds him a little tighter.

'want to talk about it?’ he murmurs after a while. he scrapes his fingers gently through the soft thick curls at the nape of tony’s neck. a tortoiseshell kitten finds its way onto his shoulder, and another small, blue-eyed scrap with smoky grey stripes has somehow wormed back into tony’s arms and is purring contentedly.

tony takes a deep breath, face still hidden, and steve can feel his body tensing up for an explanation. he smooths his hand down to tony’s lower back, rubbing there to gentle him, and tony draws back a little so steve can see his downturned face.

'sorry,’ he whispers, agitated, 'sorry, it’s just - it’s - today, it’s - it’s a bad day, sorry, it’s stupid, i’m so s-’

'no,’ steve says, gentle but firm, cutting through his babbling. he’s not sure what has made tony go so small and hurt, but he’s not going to listen to tony belittle himself. 'you’re not stupid, and i don’t want to hear you say that about yourself again.’ tony breathes in, shaky and surprised, and steve rubs his thumb in a soft circle against tony’s hip.

'it’s today,’ tony says after a moment, looking down at the stripy kitten in his lap. he strokes a gentle finger down its back, returning to rub gently behind its tiny ears. 'my - my parents, it’s the day - the day they. died. and the kittens, i found them and - and i. i just didn’t want to be alone,’ he finishes quietly, and steve’s heart twists when he sees that tony’s dark lashes are damp.

'oh, tony,’ he says, and pulls him close. 'come here, sweetest.’ tony nestles into the crook of his shoulder, closing his eyes. one of the kittens is purring contentedly, and the little stripy one is nearly asleep, lulled into blissful stupor by tony’s caresses.

'it’s not just the kittens,’ tony says softly, later, 'it’s - it smells like you here. and the sheets are - nice. soft.’ he blushes and looks down, mumbling something that sounds like, 'makes me feel safe.’

steve smiles a little, warm happiness spreading from his chest, and kisses the top of tony’s head. 'i’m glad,’ he says simply.

(more ficlets under the 'stevetony ficlet’ tag on my blog)

(@phantastic-i look, i finally did one of those prompts :^)

#oh #oh lord #this is the loveliest thing ever #i teared up #i really needed this #this is so beautiful #stevetony #stevetony fic #fav #!!!

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STEVE/TONY ENDGAME PROMPT FEST OPEN NOW! (JULY 7 - OCT 29) <3

IMPORTANT LINKS

Rules, Instructions, FAQ (READ ME FIRST!)

Prompt submission form where you can submit your prompts

Prompt Collection sheet where you can see all submitted prompts

AO3 collection where you can post and view fills

To our Endgame Exchange participants: feel free to submit the other prompts you included in your sign-up!

Please review all our rules and instructions before jumping in. Let's see if we can reach 50 fills by the end of the event! Have fun! 🥳🥳

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#stevetony #stevetony event #fandom event #stevetony endgame prompt fest #a second chance #signal boost

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at request of the amazingly sweet @earliebirb

Jealous/possessive Steve was SO fun to draw, thank you for the prompt!!! :3 Tony definitely enjoys riling him up and then getting slammed against the nearest wall and getting obliterated by an unhinged supersoldier

(next MCU fanart is going to be Stucky or Stuckony so feel free to drop any suggestions for that hehehe)

#THIS IS SO BEAUTIFUL AND BREATHTAKINGLY SEXIE I AM LOOKING!!! RESPECTFULLY!!!!#STEVEN G ROGERS SIR CALM DOWN YES THAT IS UR HUSBAND WE KNOW OMG MUST U GRIP HIM LIKE THAT OMG #STEVE CHILL MY DUDE #I LOVE HOW SMUG TONY LOOKS #FHDNDNDDJDJDB #THIS IS EVERYTHING TO ME THANK YOU SO MUCH #I AM IN LOVE WITH IT #stevetony #stevetony art #possessive steve rogers #fav #!!!#god tier post #user: meralasan #nsfk #ish

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earliebirb · 10 months

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STEVE/TONY ENDGAME PROMPT FEST OPEN NOW! (JULY 7 - OCT 29) <3

IMPORTANT LINKS

Rules, Instructions, FAQ (READ ME FIRST!)

Prompt submission form where you can submit your prompts

Prompt Collection sheet where you can see all submitted prompts

AO3 collection where you can post and view fills

To our Endgame Exchange participants: feel free to submit the other prompts you included in your sign-up!

Please review all our rules and instructions before jumping in. Let's see if we can reach 50 fills by the end of the event! Have fun! 🥳🥳

Love, A Second Chance Mods

#stevetony eg prompt fest #stevetony #stevetony event #fandom event #stevetony fic #stevetony art #signal boost #LETS GOOOO

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earliebirb · 10 months

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Sadly, I only managed to do this one for this year’s #SteveTonySeptember 😔💔

which is one more than last year, so yay for that

#stevetony #stevetony art #marvel 1872 #fav #!!!#handsome handsome boys #steve omg u look so flirtyyyy #the yeehaw energy is strong with this one #steve’s whole outfit is so delish esp his gloves and belt omg…

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earliebirb · 10 months

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✨ STORE SPOTLIGHT: THE WORKSHOP (A LA CARTE MERCH) ✨

Interested in a specific piece of merchandise or two? Visit the workshop where Jarvis, DUM-E and U can assist with finding an invention of your liking! Remember that stock is limited- so don't miss out!

🛒 https://stonyzine.bigcartel.com 🛒

#stevetony #stevetony zine #stevetony merch #fandom zine #you gave me a home zine #signal boost

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Marvel Cinematic Universe, The Avengers (Marvel Movies) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Steve Rogers/Tony Stark Characters: Steve Rogers, Tony Stark Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Regency, Regency Romance, Misunderstandings, Pining Steve Rogers, Mutual Pining, Love Confessions, Angst with a Happy Ending, Marriage Proposal, Alternate Universe - Historical, Alternate Universe, This baby can fit so many Jane Austen references Summary:

Oh, what a farce this all is! Steve had sought refuge in the Van Dynes’ gardens for the very purpose of avoiding more talk of Mr. Stark’s engagement, and avoiding Mr. Stark himself. Yet, here he stands now, prepared to make idle conversation with the man for the sake of decorum.

In which there is a secluded garden, a tangled web of misunderstandings, a man with a broken heart, another man hoping to propose marriage, and an eventual happy ending.

My @stonylovessteve 2023 fic for my dearest @suitofhumour, a Regency AU with misunderstandings and tons of mutual pining 💜

#FOAMING AT THE MOUTH AAAAAAAAA #REGENCY AU REGENCY AU REGENCY AU MY MOST BELOVED #stevetony #stevetony au #regency au #stevetony fic #to read #!!!

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A Second Chance: The Steve/Tony Endgame Prompt Fest

Whether you took part in the exchange and miss SteveTony already or missed out last time and wish you joined in, this prompt fest is a second chance <3

The prompt fest will run from July 7 to October 29, 2023. There are no minimum work requirements, and sign-ups are not required: you can submit prompts and fill prompts as you please! 😊

Here’s how it works:

To submit a prompt, send it through our prompt form and it’ll appear in the Prompt Collection sheet for others to see (the form and sheet will be opened on July 7). You can only submit one prompt each time, but you can submit as many forms as your heart desires. If you aren’t sure what your prompt should look like, take a look at the sheet for examples or ask us for help!

To fill a prompt, just post it to the AO3 collection when it’s complete! There is no formal claiming process; just make sure to include the prompt number and/or quote the prompt you filled in your author’s note or summary.

Both the prompt form and the AO3 collection will be open for the entire duration of the event (July 7 to October 29). During this time, you can send in prompts, view prompts in the Prompt Collection, and post fills to the AO3 collection.

Rules & Guidelines

There is no minimum work requirement, and any work type goes!

When you post your work, please include the prompt number and/or quote the prompt you filled in your author’s note or summary.

All prompts and fills must be Endgame-adjacent. Canon divergence and post-canon are welcome!

All prompts and fills must center on Steve and Tony's relationship, whether romantic or platonic. Since this is a Steve/Tony event, we ask that you do not prompt or fill poly relationships involving them and others, and Steve/Tony cannot be a side ship.

You must be at least 18 years old to participate, as some prompts may contain mature themes.

The foremost rule of our exchange applies to the prompt fest as well: This is a Steve and Tony friendly event! ʕ•ᴥ•ʔ We will not accept any character bashing or painting either character in a negative light. Any prompts or fills that do not respect this rule will be removed from the collection. Remember this is supposed to be a fun event celebrating their love!

FAQ

Multiple people can collaborate on one fill.

Gifting your fill to the prompter is encouraged but not required.

Combining multiple prompts into one fill is allowed, just remember to specify which ones.

You can submit and fill as many prompts as you want—there is no limit.

You do not need to fill a prompt in order to submit one, and vice versa.

Crossposts with other events are allowed as long as the rules of that event permit it too.

The collection will be unmoderated, so mods cannot guarantee real-time fill status updates in the Prompt Collection, but we’ll do our best!!

As always, if you have any questions or concerns, don’t hesitate to DM us, drop us an ask, or email us at [email protected]!

Love,

A Second Chance Mods

#LETS GOOOOOO #stevetony #stevetony event #fandom event #a second chance #signal boost

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