#Stony Week 2020

[storyshark2005]

Young Lex!

Thank you for the ask!! 💗I loved the idea of this fic, I wish I was actively working on it. But it's basically a Smallville AU, "Lex dies in 2008. Clark doesn't deal well. Flash forward to 2020 he finds a 15-yr old clone of Lex Luthor". So here's the opening scene!

May 2008 - Luthor Mansion Smallville, Ks

If you stayed on the roads, without cutting across Potter’s field, and then Sutton’s land, it was a two mile walk from the Kent Farm to the Luthor Mansion. Clark could make the run in less than a minute, and it was even faster to fly. But today, it would take him forty minutes. 

He could, and maybe should, have taken the truck. But the sun was high and hot in the bluebird sky, the field grass was tall (green stalks with rusty brown fingers), and the air was filled with the sounds of Petefish’s tractor planting his back field along Elk Creek. It would be soybeans, since last year he’d planted corn. All of this filled the quiet minutes of the walk, and Clark thought of his father, of riding around on the tractor in his lap; he thought of his old favorite calf Cookie, her silky brown nose and the giant fans of her eyelashes.  He thought of Lex. And then tried to push it away because in a few minutes, that would be all he could think about. The rest of the day was dedicated to slogging around the trenches of memory, dim and murky, and corrosively bitter.  The air rumbles and Clark ambles off to the side of the road where the gravel is banked up; the road is narrow so he’s practically standing in the ditch when the silver Jeep Compass slows, crunching to a stop.  “Can I give you a ride?”  Lucas Luthor (or, Clark’s not sure what name he’s going by these days) squints through the lowered window. He hasn’t changed much, but he does look older; hair softer and a bit thinner, no gel. He’s softer in the face, too, less wary around the eyes. Clark kicks gravel over the toe of his boot. “I was gonna walk.”   “I think Tess is already there. She’s probably waiting. She is. Clark can hear her, almost a mile away, speaking on her phone with a paper thin voice. Clark nods and goes around to the passenger door. The lock clicks over and he climbs in. The air conditioning is on low, and the car smells new. Probably a rental. “We just flew in last night. I left Amanda at the hotel, I figured... I dunno. I didn’t want to bring anybody. It didn’t seem right, I guess.” Clark nods, elbow propped in the open window as they crunch slowly along, not kicking up much dust. “Amanda’s my wife,” Lucas clarifies. Band of gold on his left hand, curled up under his temple. His right hand held the bottom of the wheel loosely, keeping the speedometer under forty; Clark wondered when that particular Luthorian impulse had evaporated, why it had stayed with Lex till the end, what it meant that it had. Probably nothing. “I dunno, it’s not like he’d care. It doesn’t...” It doesn’t matter. Clark stares out the window, at the first peek of the elm trees at the end of the drive.  “We talked a lot, the past few years, you know. Not so much this year, actually. But the past few, we’d talk every month. Sometimes every week. He did a lot for me. Helped me get on my feet, kept Dad’s people away. He kept trying to move me around, but then I met Amanda in Knoxville, and I told him, I don’t give a fuck what Dad thinks he can try. I found the girl I’m going to spend the rest of my life with, I’m staying here. He told me she must be a hell of a girl. Asked if she had a sister.” He grins over at Clark, looks away when Clark doesn't summon a smile back.  “Anyway. Thanks for coming today, Clark.” “It’s fine.” Clark has to clear his throat. He hasn’t talked a whole lot the past few days, except to his mother once, and Tess on the phone a couple of times; and then only barely, he’d mostly listened. “Just...want to get it over with.” “Right,” Lucas nods. “Yeah.” They turn into the driveway, and the elms stretch upward with the slow rise of the hill, the stony crown of the highest turret rising into view.  The past becomes present.

[dadupbuck]

Title: Note To Self: Do Not Give Buck Dares

Written by: isnt_that_wizard

Rated: G

Warnings: None

Catagories: F/F, F/M, M/M

Relationships: Buck/Eddie, Maddie/Chimney, Buck & Chimney, Hen/Karen, Bobby/Athena

Tags: Buddie First Kiss Week 2020, Buddie First Kiss Week, On a Dare, Howie 'Chimney' Han POV, Fluff and Humor, Chimney is a Good Friend, Chimney Dares Buck, Firehouse 118 as Family, Team as Family, Maddie and Chimney are not pregnant, Buck and Chim tease each other, First Kiss, Idiots in Love, Evan Buckley Loves Eddie Diaz, Dare

Words: 2074

Summary:

"I dare you."

Buck’s face went stony for a minute with shock. Chimney smiled widely at him, like he’d landed the winning punch, but really, he should have known better. There was a reason no one dared Buck to do things anymore.

A beat of silence, then, “Okay.”

Wait, what?

Before Chimney could even blink, Buck was moving past him and fully into the backyard. Okay?

“Wait, Buck-”

But Buck was on the move.

---------

The extended 118 family is gathered for an afternoon barbecue when Chimney and Buck have an. . . interesting conversation. Topics include love, Maddie, Eddie, and a dare Chimney probably should've known not to make. It's one of the rules of being close friends with Evan Buckley: do not, under any circumstances, dare Buck to do anything.

[wushigod]

Bitcoin has been left in the dust by Ripple’s XRP over the last week, with traders betting a Wall Street earthquake could be about to hit the cryptocurrency. The bitcoin price rally, which began earlier this year but took off after the election of Donald Trump, has stalled at just under $100,000—though some are predicting the market will explode in 2025. Now, as analysts spot a “tipping point” that could send the bitcoin price to $200,000, bitcoin juggernaut MicroStrategy is poised to be added to the Nasdaq-100 Index, potentially sending huge swathes of investor cash into the company’s already sky-high stock. MicroStrategy joining the $26 trillion Nasdaq 100, “will open up flows to a new class of investors that would not otherwise have singularly bought a stock like MicroStrategy on their own,” Jeff Park, head of alpha strategies at Bitwise, told Coindesk. If the company, which sells business analytics software alongside holding huge amounts of bitcoin, is added to the Nasdaq 100 it would then be eligible to join the $312 billion Invesco QQQ exchange-traded fund (ETF), one of the world’s largest ETFs that all but guarantees a passive, permanent flow of capital. The Nasdaq stock exchange will announce its latest index membership shuffle on December 13, with MicroStrategy’s $75 billion market capitalization putting it well within the top flight—it’s the 66th-largest company by market cap following its near-500% stock price surge this year. MicroStrategy’s inclusion is basically guaranteed,” Stony Chambers Asset Research analysts wrote in a Seeking Alpha post, however others have warned MicroStrategy’s pivot to bitcoin since 2020 could mean Nasdaq classifies it as a finance company, rendering it ineligible for inclusion in the index. MicroStrategy, founded as a software company in pre-dot com bubble internet boom, has been transformed into what its cofounder and chairman Michael Saylor calls a “bitcoin treasury” company, outperforming the likes of stock market darling Nvidia as it funds its bitcoin buys with the sale of convertible notes and at-the-market share offerings. MicroStrategy has ridden the bitcoin price boom to an all-time high valuation, far outpacing bitcoin itself as traders use the company’s stock as a bitcoin proxy. This week, MicroStrategy sold 3.7 million shares over the past week, using the funds to buy another $1.5 billion worth of bitcoin, its the fourth consecutive weekly purchase that’s taken its bitcoin pile to just over 400,000 bitcoin worth $38 billion

[fuzzyhamish]

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[anthonyed]

day 6 for @stonyweek : bots as matchmakers (Ao3)

One of the cleaning bots likes Steve, it’s no big deal.

“It’s a crush, sir,” JARVIS insists and Tony’s ready to mock but there’s a sharp conscience which bites, saying he might offend the entire robotic field with his quip so he shuts up.

“How bad is it?” he asks instead. 

There’s a pause and a vague, “Not too bad. She’s very caring for the Captain’s wellbeing,” is all JARVIS says.

-

One morning, Tony stumbles into the kitchen after an all nighter to the peculiar sight of a cleaning bot propped on the kitchen counter, near the coffee machine. 

When he reaches to pick up the bot, Steve stops him with a hand to his elbow, and he secretly shares that, “She’s making me a coffee, give her a minute.”

Tony gawks when the bot does exactly that; sliding out an inlet to fetch the filled cup, and it buzzes its way across the counter to where Steve stands, flipping pancakes. Steve thanks her with an affectionate pet and she whirs in excitement.

Later in the workshop, he stares at various footage of the bot interacting with Steve and comments numbly, “You said it wasn’t bad.”

JARVIS says nothing, but Tony imagines the smug expression to his codes, anyway.

He freezes a particular footage and expands it, “You said it wasn’t bad,” he repeats with added weight. The image of the bot resting atop of Steve’s chest while he sleeps stares back. 

“Indeed, Sir,” JARVIS replies, “It’s not bad at all. The Captain seems to suffer fewer night terrors in Miss Clean’s presence.”

“Miss Clean.”

“Yes, Sir. The Captain thought it would be proper to name her.”

“Do you even know what you’re doing now? Tony bristles. “You’re encouraging his relationship with a bot. Stop encouraging his relationship with a bot.”

JARVIS’s answer is a flat, “I don’t know how that is wrong, Sir. According to my readings, Miss Clean and the Captain’s relationship is no difference from ours.” Then, in a more clipped tone, he adds, “I suspect you’re just jealous. Sir.”

Tony mutes him.

-

It’s eerie. Wherever Steve goes, Miss Clean goes; like a duckling imprinted on its mother. Where Steve sits, she’s there; whether next to him or by his feet. Tony has to mind her when he claims his usual seat next to Steve during movie nights. Sometimes, she’s in the middle, her round curve buzzing and poking at Tony’s hip; keeping him away from sliding closer to Steve.

No. He’s not jealous. 

She sleeps in Steve’s room, on his bed and she’s probably seen Steve naked more than JARVIS at this rate. No, Tony is definitely not jealous of a cleaning bot.

-

“I want one,” Clint says longingly one afternoon. Watching Miss Clean putter around the kitchen trying to help while Steve makes sandwiches for lunch. 

-

“I’m just saying,” Tony hiccups, “I can dismantle her right now.” The wrench in his hand is a warning. 

DUM-E steals it from him, whirring away with loud beeps. Tony’s too drunk for a roundabout chase so he slides to the floor, elbows on knees and head in hands. 

Another hiccup.

“If I may, Sir,” JARVIS speaks softly, courtesy of his excellent coding. “You should have accepted the Captain’s proposal.”

Tony snorts, breaking into a maniacal laughter and he falls on his back; cool linoleum like a shock to his system, an instant sobering agent. JARVIS makes it sound like a marriage proposal when it was just Steve asking him out for a date. And Tony said, no.

“You know why, J,” he sighs, staring at the stark white ceiling above him. 

JARVIS doesn’t pause, “Because you believe he deserves better, Sir.”

“I do.”

A weighted pause. “But he’s substituted you with Miss Clean instead.”

Tony blinks. JARVIS is not wrong. But, “I can dismantle her right now.”

-

Inherently, Tony thinks while lying on his king sized bed recovering from an appropriately king sized hangover, it’s JARVIS who controls all the bots in the tower.

-

Two days later, Steve’s in the workshop discussing upgrades with Tony while Miss Clean and DUM-E whiz around playing chase. Or so Tony thinks until Miss Clean weaves dangerously in between Steve’s feet, tripping him into Tony.

Tony catches him - of course he does - and then he realises that he’s got an armful of Steve without their usual armours in between them; bare skin touching at some places and Steve’s warm and heavy. Tony can both hear and feel him breathing and it’s so surreal that he aches when Steve pulls away. 

“Sorry,” he blushes prettily. 

Tony scratches his head and waves it off, “No problem.”

-

“You planned it didn’t you?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about, Sir.”

-

It keeps happening.

Tony sits next to Steve during their movie night. Miss Clean whirs away from her spot in between them and falls off of the couch, settling snuggly between their feet instead.

Steve has a nightmare one night. Tony wakes up to a frantic Miss Clean climbing up his legs, JARVIS explaining that she’d come to fetch him to help Steve.

Tony upgrades her; adds tiny arms so she could hold things. Steve comes running, thought he’d lost Miss Clean and when he sees her on Tony’s lap, chirruping happily after a successful test run, he kisses Tony’s cheek and thanks him.

-

“JARVIS,” Tony says one day, “I know what you’re doing.”

“Are you going to say yes, Sir?”

Tony thinks about it. He still believes that Steve deserves better, but then there’s Steve, happy to be with just Tony. Smiles and laughs like Tony’s the best thing that has ever happened to him. Looks at him like he’s both stars and the moon and Tony loves him. Of course, he does. 

It’s why he thinks Steve deserves better after all.

“I don’t know,” he shrugs, “Maybe.”

-

“JARVIS said you called,” Steve walks in, Miss Clean in tow, speed crashing into DUM-E who beeps fondly at her. 

Steve’s gaze follows them, Tony’s too, and both of them noticed it at the same time, which is as horrifying as it is shocking. 

There’s a bouquet in DUM-E claw; of red roses, blue hydrangeas, and white baby breaths which Steve accepts mechanically when handed over. He looks at Tony, stunned.

Tony doesn’t know what it is, didn’t remember planning this, but he has an inkling who did and he puts his trust in them. “Go on,” he croaks nervously, “Read it.”

Steve does, out aloud, “Dear Steve, if you don’t mind, please ask me out on a date again. I’d like to say, yes.”

“Is that right?” His blue eyes a wide, disbelief and pure delight brimming in abundance. 

Tony puts down the welding torch before he walks over and pulls Steve into a deep kiss. Both Miss Clean and DUM-E chirrupping excitedly in the background and Tony presses a smatter of yesses all over Steve’s laughing face. 

-

“Are you happy now?” Tony asks, rolling over onto his back, smiling at the distant sound of the shower running; a reminder of who’s in there. 

JARVIS response is a curious question, “Are you, Sir?”

“I am,” Tony answers easily, “Very much so.”

“Glad to hear, Sir.” Obviously he is, that meddling little creation of his. 

Tony shakes his head, fond and he doesn’t forget to say, “Thank you, JARVIS.”

[stonyweek]

We were able to get the dimensional travel machine working! But there’s only enough juice in it to last seven days!!

From August 23 - 29th be sure to pick and fill your favourite prompts. Don’t forget to tag them #Stony Week 2020. You have a month to prepare for your journey. Good luck!

Have questions? Visit our help page or send us an ask!

(Written list of prompts under the cut)

Day 1: Marvel Cinematic Universe / Celebrity AU / Hanahaki

Day 2: Warzones: 1872 / Coffeeshop AU / Jealousy

Day 3: Earth’s Mightiest Heroes / Space AU / Fake Dating

Day 4: Ultimates Marvel / Historical AU / Secrets

Day 5: Avengers Academy / Social Media AU / Adventure

Day 6 Lego Marvel / Mythical Creatures AU / Bots as Matchmakers

Day 7: Any Universe / Pirates AU / Road Trip

[darthbloodorange]

They were a matched set from two different worlds. One was of the sky, and one was of water.

For the: ✦ @stonyweek Day 6 prompt “Mythical Creatures AU”

Word count: N/a - Art Title: Destined to Be Rating: Teens Universe: Marvel Cinematic Universe Pairings: Steve Rogers/Tony Stark Characters: Steve Rogers, Tony Stark Warnings: None Major Tags: Merpeople AU, Mythical Beings & Creatures, Angels & Demons AU, Angel Tony Stark, Fluff, Merperson Steve Rogers ~ Summery: They were a matched set from two different worlds. One was of the sky, and one was of water.

[tinyysnark]

day 2 @stonyweek 2020

coffee shop au!!

five plus one !!

five times steve didn’t give his secret recipe away and one time he did

[hazel-shithappens]

I love this fanfiction ! It always makes my day so here’s a little compilation of my favorite moments out of context of course ! Tony is just so hilarious in this story, I can’t get enough of him! @winelover1989​ you have all my thanks and respect.

The Pirate And The Not So Gentleman

Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Steve Rogers/Tony Stark

Summary: Pirate AU set in 17th century England. Tony Stark is a rich Baron and a philandering celebrity reigning over all the balls and taverns in London…until he’s not. Disillusioned after witnessing the horrors committed by the British empire with the very weapons he made, Tony Stark closes shop, gives away his fortune, puts his life of decadence and debauchery in London behind him, and moves to his abandoned country estate in Cornwall. Little does he know that it now serves as a base for pirates. In his absence, the notorious pirate, Steve Rogers, often squats in his house admiring the beautiful portrait of the manor’s master when he’s not robbing the rich neighbors, seizing their merchant ships, and setting any and every slave ship he comes across free. Tony’s conflicting thirst for solitude and adventure and Steve’s thirst for Tony leads to a bodice ripping affair, a quest rife with danger and glory, and the ultimate face off with death. Will the dangers of piracy swallow them whole or is their love strong enough for them to cheat death and ride off into the sunset to claim their happy ending?

Source https://archiveofourown.org/works/26010784

[cap-ironman]

2020 Rec Week: What-If Wednesday!

We all love Steve and Tony, whether in happiness or tragedy, whether they're in high school or old men sitting on a porch, riding dinosaurs or flying through space. Canon arcs or movie endings can leave us feeling bereft and determined to create a "fix-it", or inspired to expand on what happened behind the scenes. Fanworks can range from canon divergent to being set in completely alternate universes! On What-If Wednesday, we'd like to know which non-canon-compliant fanworks you love — your favourite AUs, the perfect moment for canon divergence in your opinion — we welcome recs for fics, artwork, podfics, vids, manips, edits and more!

Note: Please mark major warnings for your recs, and let us know why you’re reccing a work.

2020 Rec Week Themes and Schedule

All New Monday, June 15th: Recently posted works that feel like they were created in 2012.

Tropey Tuesday, June 16th: "Team movie nights!" Come and rec works that have your favourite tropes.

What-If Wednesday, June 17th: Time to rec some AUs! Canon divergence, no-power alternate universes, soulmates… send them all in!

Tell-All Thursday, June 18th: Tell us about your highlights of 2012 or your favourite moments of canon, and share why you love Steve/Tony! Explainers welcome.

First Five Friday, June 19th: Share your firsts with us! The first 5 fanworks that made you fall in love with Steve/Tony, the first 5 people you subscribed to, the first 5 works that you created, the first 5 collabs you did with others, the first 5 anything!

Not-Fic Saturday, June 20th: A rec day highlighting fanworks like moodboards, manips, fanvids, podfics and artworks!

Cap-IM Sunday, June 21st: Rec all your favorite works created for a cap-ironman challenge!

There are several different ways to participate:

Comment with your recs on the themed daily posts that will go up on our Dreamwidth and Livejournal communities. (Anon commenting allows everyone to participate, even if they don’t have an account.)

Reply to a day's Tumblr post that will go up on our Cap-Iron Man Tumblr with your recs.

Make a Tumblr post with your recommendations, mention the @cap-ironman Tumblr and tag it with #capimrecweek within the first five tags on the post (you can DM or email us the link as well). Please include the day’s theme somewhere in the body of the post. On the dedicated day we will reblog posts for the day’s theme on our community Tumblr and later include them in 2020 Rec Week masterlist.

If you have any questions, please let us know in the comments to our announcement post, send us an ask on Tumblr or email us at cap.im.events@gmail.com.

[banashee]

Banashee Fanfic Masterpost - Marvel

List of all of my Marvel fanfics, up to date as of february 2023

Please mind all individual tags and warnings, things will get heavy!

Series by ship (aka my favourite ships that turned into A Lot of Fics TM)

WinterHawk - various unrelated stories - Clint and Bucky being both sweet and angsty together

Phlint - various unrelated stories - Shield Husbands being wonderful in every aspect

IronHawk - various unrelated stories - Tony and Clint being human disasters and deeply in love

Prompt collections:

Keep Going December 2019 - various ships

Bad Things Happen Bingo Round 1 - various ships, Reminder to please check the tags and warnings! The themes get heavy and at times graphic

XMAS Writing Week 2020 - Winter Fluff of various ships

65 Random Prompts - various ships, everything from fluff to humor to angst and HC

Bad Things Happen Bingo Round 2 - More Angsty prompts with various characters and ships. Again, please mind the tags and warnings for this series especially!

Series of Oneshots in the same universe/story

The Morning After - IronHawk. Tony and Clint go from friendship plus to mutual pining to falling in love.A classic

Nerves of Steel (OMG shut up!) - Stony - Steve and Tony are stuck in a safehouse together, getting on each other’s neves. Only 1 part online so far

Honey, it’s still fucking frozen! - IronHawk. - Tony isn’t great at cooking, albeit enthousiatic. Clint... Loves Tony and puts up with a lot of bad cooking.

Of chosen families and utter chaos - Most of the Avengers have been turned into children. Phil and Thor do their best to keep them alive, as they learn a lot about their friends. (ships amongst the adults are: Phil/Clint, Thor/Bruce and Steve/Tony )

Like a Ghost in the back of my mind - Clint has some unhealthy coping mechanisms ans trauma to work through. Only one part online so far.

Polyamorous - Clint/Phil/Tony Polycule, Hurt/Comfort and lots of fluff

Sticking Together - platonic Tony, Bruce and Clint. - Our boys are in a sticky kidnapping situation

Blindsided - Clint is getting fucked over by a handler he can’t trust and ends up in an awful situation. Please check the warnings! This is a heavy one

Tear Down The Walls - IronHawk - Tony and Clint, friends to lovers, HC and fluff, found family 

Somebody to love - Phlint - Clint and Phil throughout the years as they first meet, fall in love, lose each other and find one another again, as well as the team as found family

[festiveferret]

Wipdate!

Wow, okay apparently it’s been a REALLY long time since I’ve done one of these, so here we go! (Sorry there are so many!!)

Posted:

Modern Art - Steve overhears Tony talking about feelings Blue Tide, Graveside - WI, mermaid!Tony, comic collab with @vindemiatrix-moonpies You’re Home - H/C time travelling Steve comic collab with @hundredthousands Hollow - post!Benetar Tony recovering with Steve’s help That Twin Thing - Greg ponders Tony’s growing relationship with Steve (Ults). Collab for STG with @sirsapling and @hundredthousands Double Whammy - Double truth spell for STG with hollyandvice Fallen Angel - Remix for an STG remix chain! Wingfic :D Of Strippers and Snow Shovels by betheflame - podfic! Hold Out Your Delicate Hands by Kiyaar - live podfic performed with @kiyaar! Fuddy Duddy - College AU - Steve might not be the fuddy duddy he seems at first glance Saffron - Stripper Tony and Ults!Steve Best Fansite Ever!! - Tony made a Cap fansite in the 90s... someone finds it White Lies [The True Things Remix] - Remix for STG, Ults! Steve Tony Games Fills - All my fills for STG 2021 Citation Needed - Collab with @elwenyere - Prof!Tony with bonus art! The Journey - Hooker!Steve loses his job Flea’s Company - Stuckony: Steve has a secret... No. - Tony Stark tweets a picture of Steve Blockbuster - WI, gloryhole porn/meetcute Speakeasy; Love Hard - 1920s prohibition AU collab feat. forbidden gay love! Poker! Drinking! BEAUTIFUL ART FROM @thirstinart Beyond Form - Winteriron, vet!Tony & werewolf!Bucky Key Holder - Steve’s cock cage gets stuck on Cows - Meet cute with Farmer Tony and Cap Steve All Day - Stucky porn, FWB turned....?? Peanuts 2 - Sequel to soulmates ficlet ‘Peanuts’ Surprise - Steve hooked up with Tony Stark a few weeks ago and now he has something he has to tell him... Booty Call - Steve doesn’t understand the different between a butt dial and a booty call A Classic - Stuckony - stuck in a safehouse sex is a classic... Snickerdoodles and Cinnamon Buns - WI, bakery, ABO meetcute A Tended Garden - Sequel to Love Match, regency ABO love fluff Gimmie Something Sweet - Sugar Baby Tony Spark(y)s Fly - Dog trainer Steve, single dad and puppy owner Tony

Updating:

A Good Thing - Comic collab with Askafroa - Alpha!Tony and Omega!Therapist!Steve Yet I Will Try the Last - Truck Stop Hooker AU with hooker!Steve and flashy billionaire, Tony Stark. Up to chapter four! Held Remix - A rewrite of Held with Tony as the sub and Steve as the Dom. Up to chapter twenty-nine. (Planning to dive in again in the new year!)

Beta Queue: 

Comfortable - A  little Stony ficlet post-WS Doorway Omega - ABO Stony AU Abusive Brock - Steve is Tony’s PA. He’s also in a shitty relationship with Brock Do Not Reply - Y’all... I started this fic in 2017 and somehow this month I just opened it and... finished it?? WTF. It’s been sitting at 23k for literal years without a word on it, and now it’s 31k and finished im

Wips:

1) For MTH, I still have 2020′s Band AU to start posting. I have about 1200 words left to write on it, so it should start posting ANY MINUTE!! I also have a Winteriron mechnic!Bucky AU for @rise-up-ting-ting-like-glitter that’s about halfway done!

2) I’m working on an Arranged Marriage ABO Stony fic for my darling @betheflame which is also about halfway done :D

3) Venom 2 has got me in a Venom mood again and I’m trying to finish my Symbrock fic I started to write minutes after seeing the first movie, oh so many moons ago. I still love this fic, but damn, it’s like... too similar to the second movie in some ways, loooool (it’s basically a love letter to @willidothefandango)

4) I have a Twilight AU that’s a fucking BLAST to write, and I’m looking forward to getting some other things out of the way so I can work on it more.

5) Working on some old WIPS, some more stuff for Bday Bingo 2020. Trying to clean up the old hutch before the New Year.

6) Working on a secret sexy collab!

I did Nano this year and won (yay!) so Nov has mostly been writing and not much editing, but Dec will be about editing and getting things posted. I’m hoping to start 2022 with my obligations/promised stuff done or mostly done so I can fly with a little more freeform next year! Thanks for reading <3

[kandisheek]

My first fill for Stony Week. I know I’m late, shut up xD

Day 1 - Hanahaki

Daisies Sleep in Silence

Read it on AO3

by KandiSheek

Tony got used to not breathing after Afghanistan. He remembered the agony of it, the black spots in his vision as the world went out of focus, cut through with angry red spikes of pain. He never thought he’d have to do it again.

But if it was to keep Steve safe, well. There was little Tony wouldn’t do.

Words: 10432, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 1 of Stony Week 2020

Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe, The Avengers (Marvel Movies), The Avengers (Marvel) - All Media Types

Rating: Mature

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Steve Rogers, Tony Stark, Natasha Romanov (Marvel), Clint Barton, Pepper Potts, Thor (Marvel), Bruce Banner, Stephen Strange

Relationships: Steve Rogers/Tony Stark

Additional Tags: Hanahaki Disease, Angst with a Happy Ending, Temporarily Unrequited Love, Witchcraft, Witch Curses, Team as Family, Team Bonding, Tony Stark Has A Heart, Canon-Typical Violence, Graphic Description of Corpses, Vomiting, Nightmares, Hurt/Comfort, Love Confessions, Sick Tony Stark

Read it on AO3

[kidrat]

Luke’s testosterone prescription is not high up the list of things to worry about when he leaves Tatooine in the Millennium Falcon. It barely makes the list until a good couple weeks have passed, and he’s settled down as much as he can into a bunk on stony Base One. It’s setting down his toothbrush and flannel that does it; the ‘oh shit’ he breathes out when he sees the blank space in his little storage crate that should house his collection of vials and needles.

Luke finds out he's not alone. Han finds out something he can't put words to.

hello I have written star wars fic in the year of our lord 2020. It’s gen, very trans, and I almost called it ‘Han Shot First’ because the pun on T shot was juuust funny enough to me in the moment. 

[fuzzyhamish]

I made fanart for one of my favourite fanfics!! A highway mans baronet by mariana_O’Connor on ao3 @mariana-oconnor

[anthonyed]

day 4 of @stonyweek : secrets (Ao3)

Tony asks him to get ready, get in the car and refuses to tell him where they’re heading.

“What is it?” Steve tries for the nth time. Each time, the evasion varies; this time it’s a mischievous smirk with a little tilt to his head so Tony could regard him over the rim of his sunglasses.

He looks great, as usual. Dressed in smart casual; white V-neck with a black suit jacket and a pair of dark jeans with black and white sneakers. And as usual, Steve feels inadequate in his own too casual wear; just a white tee and blue jeans. But what’s new with that except he got used to it and, hey! Look on the bright side; they kinda match.

“You’re unnecessarily secretive,” he says, goading Tony. Unfortunately for Steve, Tony has gotten used to all his tricks and he just shrugs, looking ahead at the road.

Sighing, Steve goes back to watching the scenery outside; mostly greenery now that they’ve passed the city. He’s growing more and more curious, restless from it and he gnaws on the edge of his thumb until Tony gently pries his hand away and secures it atop his thigh. Steve lets out another sigh.

“For someone who’s known for upholding virtues, you’re very impatient,” Tony hums, thumb rubbing small circles over Steve’s knuckle. 

“You’re testing my virtues,” Steve huffs. 

Tony laughs, a soft bark that dims into a low chuckle, and he brings Steve’s hand up to his mouth to press a kiss. Eyes still on the long winding road as he murmurs, “Whatever floats your boat, darling.”

There’s a warmth that blooms in Steve’s chest, the feel of Tony’s lips along with the coarse brush of his moustache tickling a smile which he bites back out of childish petulance. But of course, Tony senses that, and Tony smiles for him instead.

“Ten more minutes and you’ll get your answer,” he promises with a squeeze. 

Steve flips their hands over so he’s on top and he gently coaxes Tony’s fingers apart to wedge his in between, and he returns the squeeze. 

Ten minutes later, as promised, Steve gets his answer.

They drive through a large set of gates into a gravelly driveway that ends at an enormous mansion.

“What’s this place?” Steve asks, craning his neck trying to look at his fill from inside the car. Tony comes to a stop in front of the building, doesn’t even bother to park before he offs the engine. Wordlessly, he opens his side of the door and gets out; Steve watches him go with a slack jaw until the passenger side door is opened and Tony holds out a hand. 

“Welcome,” he says grandly. “To my childhood mansion.”

Steve takes his hand, still processing the information. He walks with Tony up the staircase and right before they reach the landing Steve stops. 

Tony stops with him, one step above and Steve tugs him closer so he could lean and whisper it like a dirty little secret, “I thought you hate it here.” 

And he’s sure, he knows this like he knows the color of Tony’s hair is not black but the darkest of brown. So he feels precarious where he stands; if Tony denies this fact, that would mean Steve doesn’t know who Tony is at all. 

Tony falls back in step with him, standing side by side and he assures gently, “I do. But there’s one spot I adored. The one thing in this hell which never failed to keep me safe and I want to show that to you.”

Okay, Steve thinks. Okay yeah, he can get with it. He nods. Tony smiles and squeezes his hand lightly before starting to lead again.

They don’t even go through the house. Instead, Tony takes a circular route around it and at one point they have to crawl through tall hedges when Steve prays to all higher forces to not get him stuck and makes it through.  

Tony takes his hand and breaks into a light jog before Steve could even stand straight. "I've always dreamt of doing this," he giggles, exuding happiness so much so that it’s infectious. Steve laughs with him. 

He realises they're running across a backyard - a well kept lawn telling Tony's still paying for the mansion's maintenance - towards a grand fountain. 

The closer they get, the clearer Steve sees; all the details in the carvings and the statues. When they reach it, he has to touch it to confirm that it is indeed marble. "Wow," he exhales, transfixed and understandably in awe. 

Next to him, Tony's still clutching his hand, giving a few seconds break before tugging Steve to go around the fountain. Inspect its architecture at all angles. 

"Wow," Steve repeats. 

Tony chuckles, clearly amused but he's got the same look as Steve's on his face as he confides, "I used to sneak out here sometimes. It was my secret hideout. Exactly, this spot."

Steve follows his gaze and finds himself looking at a small square inlet at the base of the fountain's behind. He imagines a smaller Tony, scrawny and short squeezing himself into that tight space and feels all the awe sucked out of him at once. 

He looks away from that spot to Tony, squeezing his hand and he smiles back when Tony smiles at him. Something amiss in that tilt. Then he huffs a little laugh, giving a short swing to their clasped hands as he gazes wondorously at the lawn. 

"I used to dream of bringing a friend. Or a companion," he adds softly. "And it's always us running across the lawn like we just did and it'll be night with too many stars in the sky to count and we'll kiss right here." 

"Hopeless romantic, then," Steve hums flatly, teasing.

"As if you weren't." Tony scoffs, light hearted, hands still swinging in between them and he looks brilliant under the evening sun. 

The golden ray spilling from west, setting and in it's brightness, it teases out the browns from Tony's coiffed hair. Some of them look like gold glitters and Steve inhales sharply, falling in love with him all over again. 

He steps into Tony's space, cutting whatever sentence spilling out of his mouth short and with his free hand, he tucks a stray strand behind Tony's ear. "You weren't even listening," Tony shakes his head at him. 

"I can't," Steve admits, still entranced by the moment, enchanted by Tony and he tells him truthfully, "I'm too busy looking at you." 

He catches the small stutter to Tony's breath. The short and sharp inhale which he masks with a too loose shoulders and an impish smile, "Like what you see?" 

"Love," Steve corrects, thumb curving along the shape of Tony's lips and he leans in, low voice murmuring, "I love, what I see," before he tilts his head and fits his mouth snuggly around Tony's. Starting slow and soft and he presses closer, moves the same until they're all that they can feel. 

The evening Sun is warm on their backs, birds chirping in the distance and Steve pulls away a little only to stamp soft kisses all around Tony's mouth before going in again. Right then when the fountain starts, spewing water into the air, some of it sprinkling onto them and Tony laughs into their kiss. 

Later, when they're driving back home, Steve turns away from the night sky and asks him, "Why did you want to show me that?" 

The road's clear but Tony makes sure before he glances at him, the soft smile on his face from when they left the place still unwilted and he shrugs as if it's obvious; "Because you make me feel the same."

The one thing in this hell which never failed to keep me safe.