#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.

[evanbuckleyrecs]

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.

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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.

[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

[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.”

[heartsandmuses]

tiktok famous

for @stonyweek​ 2020 // prompt: “social media”

steve rogers/tony stark. rated g. 1.8k. universe: mcu.

Two months after the rest of the team gets TikTok, Steve finally caves and makes an account of his own.

He doesn’t tell anyone though, because while his grasp on technology is better than what most would assume, part of the fun is letting people think he’s completely helpless. It’s made for some pretty amusing afternoons, between Clint trying to teach him for an hour straight exactly how to empty the recycle bin on his laptop and Bruce attempting to talk him through uploading a photo onto his Google Drive, and Steve figures that the team’s exasperation at his supposed tech incompetency might make for a few good videos.

And it does — his popularity soars seemingly overnight, and it’s only a matter of days before people start to catch on to the fact that Captain America’s making TikToks now and barely a week before he’s amassed hundreds of thousands of followers.

Unfortunately, that means the team’s caught on too.

It’s a bit of a disappointment that he can’t continue to be—as Clint would say—a troll, now that they know he’s not as much of an old man as previously thought, but there’s still plenty else he can do on the app. In the week after his account gets verified, Steve isn’t sure how many videos he gets dragged into, but between all the dance covers Natasha teaches him, all the easy food hacks Bruce does, and all the workouts Thor records, he’s certain that he’s made an appearance in well over a hundred drafts for the other Avengers’ profiles.

Not that he minds all that much. It gives him a chance to explore the full scope of TikTok in a way he probably wouldn’t on his own.

—   —   —

It’s Peter who introduces Steve to the concept of TikTok “challenges,” which, really, consist of anything ranging from simple choreography to lighthearted pranks, and Steve takes it upon himself to scroll through the kid’s profile for some fresh ideas.

It’s a slow weekend anyway, no missions planned or battles to fight, and the renovations in the gym thanks to Hulk’s latest tantrum means that all team training sessions are cancelled until next week. Outside, rain patters against the windows of the common room; the TV’s on low, playing a rerun of some competitive cooking show that Tony, sprawled out on the other side of the couch, fell asleep in front of, having lost interest about halfway through. Steve smiles as he lets his gaze trace over Tony’s profile—his messy hair, the curve of his nose, the way his eyelashes fan over his cheeks—and when his eyes finally turn back towards his phone...

Steve blinks.

Because the next video he lands on is tagged #KissYourBestFriendChallenge. And if he happened to miss the tiny print at the bottom of the screen, a text bubble pops up in the first few seconds with exactly the same words.

The video starts off innocently enough, with Peter and Ned laughing and joking around in what Steve assumes is Peter’s bedroom, both of them sitting on the floor with a half-finished Lego Death Star between them. Steve has the volume turned on low, but he can still hear Ned’s breathy Vader impression, as he holds up one of the figurines and walks it along the carpet. Peter laughs, and when his gaze shifts from the Lego figurine back up to Ned’s face, bright and beaming, his grin softens at the edges, expression turning into something much more... wistful and wanting and affectionate.

Something smitten.

Ned’s gaze meets Peter’s once again, and he trails off in the middle of his sentence when he sees him leaning in, closer and closer until their lips finally meet. It’s a tender kiss, a hesitant one, but Ned pulls away after a moment, partly in surprise and partly to search Peter’s face, a look of— of astonishment, of realization, coming over his own. And just like that, he leans back in and kisses him silly, smiling against Peter’s mouth.

Steve’s heart clenches, his eyes drifting back down to the bottom of the screen, and right next to the extensive list of hashtags, the caption reads: he feels the same way, followed by a row of heart emojis.

He’s known for a while that Peter’s been going out with Ned, but Steve had no idea that this is how they got together, and as he thinks about that look of mutual longing that they’d shared, he can’t help but glance back over at Tony, still blissfully asleep and snoring soundly.

—   —   —

Steve can’t get the idea out of his head.

It might have something to do with the fact that he’s spent the past few days going through the hashtag, watching as people have their dreams come true or—equally as often—dashed. But Steve’s a strategist, he needs to consider all possible outcomes before he can start to even plan, and while there’s a very large, very scared part of him that wants to call the whole thing off before it can even really begin, he knows, deep in his gut, that no better opportunity would ever present itself to tell Tony how he feels.

Steve’s brave, but he’s not the kind of brave that can go up to his best friend directly and confess his love to him. He’s learned that lesson all too well from silently pining around Bucky for the better part of a decade, and Steve knows he won’t be able to go through the same thing again. Even if Tony does reject him—which is a possibility he’s certainly preparing himself for—at least he’ll know for sure that he doesn’t have a chance, instead of being stuck in the familiar limbo of wondering and wanting and hoping.

And if that does happen, if Tony turns him down, Steve’s reassured by the fact that he can play it off as a joke, say it was all just for the challenge. That’s been his biggest concern in the past, whenever he would consider taking the leap and asking Tony out, the risk of something shattering between them. Their friendship, their closeness, what they have right now — none of it is worth throwing away just because Steve can’t tamp down his desire.

He’s thrown himself into some hastily thought-out plans in the past, but this one feels pretty foolproof.

—   —   —

Steve isn’t sure how it’s possible, really, but there’s just something about the sight of Tony laughing—crow’s feet crinkling at the corners of his eyes, lips curling into a grin—that makes him about ten times more handsome than he usually is. It’s just as heart-stopping as it is distracting, and it takes a good five minutes for Steve to even remember why he’d come down to the lab in the first place.

Officially, the excuse he gave Tony is that he needs some input on which TikTok to post next; unofficially, Steve’s just trying to calm his racing heart as he watches his best friend go through the entirety of his drafts folder, trying to muster up every ounce of courage he has, for one little moment. One little kiss.

“I think this one’s a real winner,” Tony says, turning the phone back towards Steve, and on the screen is a time-lapse of him sketching the Tower. He has a few others like that up on his profile already, quick little drawings of the common room or of the team, and Steve realizes with some embarrassment that if Tony went into his camera roll he would find more than a few real-time recordings of Steve sketching full pages of those warm, brown eyes and those long, fanning eyelashes. “The pranks and storytimes are fun and all, but I like the videos of your art the best.”

There’s such a startling sincerity in his words that it makes Steve’s heart skip a beat. He feels warm and nervous all at once, stomach churning and palms sweating, and he gets so lost in the adoring look in Tony’s eyes that he doesn’t notice for a long moment how close they really are. And it doesn’t stop, either. They just keep getting closer and closer and—

Steve’s leaning in, he realizes. He’s leaning in and he can see Tony’s tongue dart out to wet his lips, can see Tony’s gaze dropping to Steve’s mouth, can see a flicker of want in his eyes, pure and desperate, and that’s all Steve needs to know before he kisses him.

For days all he could imagine were the countless ways that Tony might let him down gently, pulling back with a laugh and a friendly squeeze to his shoulder, shaking his head and telling him that they’re better off as friends. But Tony doesn’t do any of that. He kisses back almost instantly, hands coming up to cup Steve’s cheeks, and Steve absolutely melts into the touch. It’s sweet and gentle and perfect, and now that he doesn’t have to worry about playing it off as a prank anymore, he pours everything he’s feeling into it — everything he’s been feeling, for all these years. All of his longing, his fondness, his desire.

All of his love.

The kiss seems to last somewhere between a second and an eternity, and when he finally pulls back to look into Tony’s eyes, he can see it all, every thought and feeling written out so clearly in his expression, a picture-perfect mirror of his own. Steve smiles, as a rush of relief fills his chest, and he can’t help but lean in again, just as his heart flutters and his stomach swoops and he thinks, with absolute certainty, he feels the same way.

—   —   —

JARVIS catches the entire exchange on video for him, along with the elated and impromptu make-out session that had ensued immediately afterwards, and while Steve plays back the footage of that initial kiss at least a hundred times, smiling stupidly at his phone, he doesn’t upload it.

It just feels too... intimate, too personal, for the rest of the world to see, at least right now. Steve just wants to keep the moment—and Tony—to himself for a little longer, and so, what he posts instead is the time-lapse of him drawing the large, looming Tower and the cityscape surrounding it.

—   —   —

Days later, he posts another sped-up sketch. This time, it’s one of Tony, with that big, gorgeous grin, that familiar twinkle in his eyes; it’s the exact expression that came over his face after Steve had kissed him, and it feels good, committing it not only to memory, but to paper as well.

But his followers aren’t completely clueless, he knows that, and it’s over the next few weeks—during which Steve gets a little more confident in uploading his drawings of Tony—that they begin to suspect something might be going on between the two of them.

Steve, of course, never outright confirms nor denies their claims, though he does, three months into their relationship, film that “walk into the room naked and record your boyfriend’s reaction” challenge, and that pretty much says it all.

[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

[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

[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:

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[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!!)

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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

[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. 

[joyful-soul-collector]

❄️Week 1: December 9-15❄️

stars in the city ch. 10 by @parkrstark (Pt. 3 of constant as the stars above)

Summary: Peter and Steve are finally settling into their new life with Tony. Recovery isn't always a straight line, especially with a four-year-old, but they're trying their best. Their newfound fame has Steve juggling between his private life and the one plastered on the front page of every tabloid. He shouldn't have been surprised that the public didn't believe in his rags to riches love story. Tony usually makes it easier for him to handle it all. Until he starts to distance himself from Steve, as if now he's the one hiding something. And Steve is left wondering if he's about to lose Tony for good this time.

Relationships/Tropes: Stony, Irondad, Papa Steve, Homeless Peter Parker, Homeless Steve Rogers, No Powers AU, (Coffee Shop AU??? Sorta)

Review: This fic just always makes my heart ache in the best way. So much fluff, so much angst, it's a perfect balance that I'm just absolutely in love with!

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Devils Roll The Dice ch. 9 by @ephemeralstark

Summary: “I miss you Mr. Stark,” Peter admitted as he stared up through the leaves overhead at the stars that twinkled promisingly at him, “I wish you were back here. I would give anything to fix things, I would give anything for you to be alive today.” What Peter didn't know, as he made that wish and closed his eyes, letting the tears fall shamefully, was that the Universe was always listening, and it was dangerous to make a wish and offer up anything. - Tony Stark wakes up in his bed one morning, not realising that months have passed since his death - that's going to be awkward to explain to the world. Peter Parker has been living on the streets, trying to hide his identity as the entire world wants Spider-Man dead, and dealing with the trauma that Beck left him. To make things worse - it's now his fault that yet another bad guy thinks they're entitled to owning Earth.

Relationships/Tropes: Irondad, Spideychelle, Pepperony, Happy Hogan/May Parker, Homeless Peter Parker, Post-FFH, Post-Identity Reveal, Tony Stark Comes Back To Life

Review: Oh man this fic is so sad and so sweet, I love it so much! I love how it combines Peter's trauma after Mysterio with his reaction to finding out that Tony is alive again, it's just so creative!

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His Heart Bloomed Sunflowers (and he wore them on his skin) by @littlemissagrafina (Pt. 24 of Comfortember 2020)

Summary: Peter honestly didn't know how no one had discovered his tattoos yet. He wasn't broadcasting them but he wasn't exactly being the most subtle either. Although he was partly grateful for it since he was dreading what would happen when May on Tony saw them. But he was pleasantly surprised at the reactions that he got when he was found out. Peter had expected anger, disappointment, maybe annoyance at the very least. What he got was far from that. (A sequel to Comfortember Day 4. Anxiety) Comfortember Day 29. Make/Build/Create Something Beautiful

Relationships/Tropes: Minor Spideychelle, Tattoos, Comfortember

Review: I love this fic so much! I loved the description of how the flowers wilted when the ones he'd drawn had faded, and how the ones he got tattooed never wilted again :']

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I’ll drive all night (to keep them warm) by @littlemissagrafina (Pt. 23 of Comfortember 2020) 

Summary: For the next hour they tried to calm Morgan again but, just like the rest of the day with Tony and Pepper, nothing was working. No teething rings, gel, nothing. The little girl was just well and truly grumpy, tired, and sore.

Suddenly an idea came to Peter and he turned to Tony and Pepper. 

"Can I try something?"

They both nodded at him, prompting him to continue with his idea.

"Can I take her for a drive?" He asked. "I'm not sure if it'll work but Ben used to do it for me when I was younger and it always calmed me down."

Comfortember day 28. Car Ride

Relationships/Tropes: Irondad, Peter & Morgan, Pepperony, Baby Morgan, Car Rides, Comfortember

Review: This one was so cute! I love Peter being a good big brother to baby Morgan, and I relate to finding trips in the car relaxing and nice :D

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It’s What Brothers Do by @littlemissagrafina (Pt. 22 of Comfortember 2020)

Summary: Morgan was somehow full of even more energy than usual that day and wanted to see if she could do the monkey bars that were attached to the jungle gym herself. Before Peter could stop her, she had already grabbed hold of the first one and let herself swing towards the next one.

But the little girl had misjudged just how heavy swinging your own body weight was and almost immediately started falling. Peter shot forward from his place on the ground, jumping and diving, just managing to catch her before they both hit the grass of the park grounds. Comfortember Day 27. Park

Relationships/Tropes: Minor Pepperony, Peter & Morgan, Irondad, Peter Protects Morgan, Comfortember

Review: Another cute Big Brother Peter fic! I love that Peter was really protecting Morgan in this one, he loves her enough to put himself in harm's way to protect her

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The Burger Debate by @littlemissagrafina (Pt. 21 of Comfortember 2020) 

Summary: Tony and Peter shared a lot of similarities, there was no doubt about it. A lot of their mannerisms were the same, personality quirks (especially in the lab), occasional recklessness, selfless hero personas, etc etc. However, one thing they didn't share was their taste in burgers. Whenever the topic came up there was a friendly, yet heated, 'disagreement' as Tony called it. No matter what anyone ever told him, Tony thought that a cheeseburger was the holy grail of burgers. And Peter, well… he happened to think the same only for chicken burgers.

Comfortember Day 26. Junk Food

Relationships/Tropes: Irondad, Peter & Morgan, Pepperony, Infinity War Compliant, Not Endgame Compliant

Review: This was so sweet and so sad, especially the part where Tony couldn't eat burgers while Peter was snapped because it hurt him too much. It showed his grief really well

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Career Day Drabble by @jen27ny 

Summary: uncle happy and uncle rhodey come to peter’s career day

Relationships/Tropes: Happy & Peter, Rhodey & Peter, Happy & Rhodey, Minor Irondad, Career Day

Review:  I loved this story so much! I really appreciate seeing some nice Uncle Rhodey and Uncle Happy content!!

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Gifts by @wayward-fairchild (Pt. 5 of Holiday Collection 2020) 

Summary: Rhodey and Tony have been together to the point Rhodey sees the kids as his own. Maybe that is why the kids agree to help with Rhodey's biggest gift to Tony yet.

Relationships/Tropes: Rhodey & Tony, Irondad, Rhodey & Peter, Christmas, Kid Peter

Review: This was just absolutely adorable! I love some Irondads content and this was very sweet

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evermore by @lyssismagical

Summary: Just a Solid Vent Fic. I wanna do 30 days of Taylor Swift-inspired fics (folklore and evermore) lmao but idk yet we’ll see lemme know tho

Relationships/Tropes: Spideychelle, Irondad, Peter Overworks Himself

Review: I loved this one a lot! I definitely relate to Peter with tending to overwork myself during school and letting other things fall away, and then feeling quite exhausted after it's all over haha. I'm glad MJ and Tony were able to help him <3

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Two Hours Spent Cuddling by @skeeter-110 (Pt. 2 of Twelve Days of Christmas)

Summary: A giant snowstorm takes out the power in the tower. While waiting for the backup generator to come up, the Stark-Rhodes family finds a way to stay warm.

Relationships/Tropes: Ironhusbands, Irondad, Papa Rhodey, Kid Peter, Christmas

Review: I. Love this story. So much. I haven't seen very many stories that center around Rhodey being a father-figure to Peter, and this one definitely filled all my desires for such a story! It's so fluffy and sweet, and I loved every word :D

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Three Stark-Rhodes’ Decorating by @skeeter-110 (Pt. 3 of Twelve Days of Christmas)

Summary: Tony, Rhodey, and Peter Stark-Rhodes begin decorating for the holiday season.

Relationships/Tropes:  Ironhusbands, Irondad, Papa Rhodey, Kid Peter, Christmas

Review: This story was absolutely adorable! It was another featuring Papa Rhodey and Dad Tony with Little Peter, and it was so well done! I love that Tony's robots and JARVIS each get a stocking hung over the fire too, and the way Peter pronounce ornaments as "orminents" was so cute!!!

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Four Poorly Wrapped Presents by @skeeter-110 (Pt. 3 of Twelve Days of Christmas)

Summary: Peter has two presents each for his Daddy and his Papa. The only problem was, he had no idea how to wrap them. He figures the Avengers could help.

Relationships/Tropes: Ironhusbands, Irondad, Papa Rhodey, Avengers Family, Kid Peter, Christmas

Review: This was so sweet! Clint, Nat, and Steve treat Peter with such sweetness, and it made my heart all fuzzy and warm <3

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[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.