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airas-story · 2 days
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since you asked for prompts: ironstrange within a winged!universe?
Stephen stared at the picture of Tony from before Afghanistan. He looked majestic with his dark wings flared behind him. Tony was only a few inches shorter than Stephen, but without wings he’d always felt… smaller.
Stephen traced the outline of the wings. The feathers would have been soft, well cared for. Tony would have had quality wing-care product.
Would Tony have let Stephen touch? Let him preen those golden-brown feathers with all the intimacy that required?
Tony had never touched Stephen’s wings. Stephen longed for it but didn’t know how to ask.
“Looking at my golden age?” 
Stephen startled at Tony’s voice. He flinched back from the computer screen and turned. Tony leaned against the doorframe, watching him. 
Tony’s eyes were the same color as the wings in the picture, rich brown with undertones of gold. Beautiful.
“Sorry. I…” didn’t have a good excuse.
“It’s fine,” Tony said. “I get that I’m a rarity.”
It was no excuse. Stephen had worked in a hospital, he’d had exposure to those who had, for one reason or another, lost their wings. He knew how painful a subject it could be. After his accident there had been concern that his own wings would need amputation. They’d healed, but even now Stephen’s left wing hurt with too much exertion. The cloak had kept him in the air more than once when the pain got bad.
“Do you miss them?” The question slipped out without permission.
“Sometimes.” Tony tapped the arc reactor. “I don’t let it keep me down.” It made light of the situation, but it had been a sensitive question. Tony’s gaze ran over Stephen’s tucked wings. Understanding flickered in his eyes. “You have beautiful wings, Stephen. They could use a good preen, though.”
Stephen’s heart jumped at the implied offer. 
“Please.”
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infiniteeight8 · 2 days
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Idk if you'll make this but here's it
Stephen having an awful relationship w this guy resulting them constantly argue at the end parted ways. Tony on the other hand has been his rock, advising and supporting every Stephen's decision. Stephen at the end finally realised that he picked the wrong guy to lay down and take care of his daughter (it's America) so at the end they finally confesses (could be AU)
This is too long for a prompt, so we’re going to call 90% of it backstory and you get the confession at the end.
Patrick is an OC, if there’s an MCU character by that name I’ve just forgotten them.
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Stephen is barely conscious when he finally makes it to Tony’s penthouse. America is sleeping against his shoulder, tiny thumb firmly planted in her mouth and small body lax against him. He’s been trying to curb the thumb sucking, but after today he doesn’t have the heart to stop her.
Tony meets him at the elevator and holds out his arms. Stephen passes America over gratefully; he’d kept hold of her through sheer force of will.
While Tony settles her in the guest room, Stephen slumps onto the couch. He lets his head fall back, eyes closed. A minute later, Tony’s weight settles onto the cushion next to him. “Thank you,” Stephen says quietly. He couldn’t have gotten through this without Tony.
“Hey, I’d do anything for you two, you know that.”
It’s not a new sentiment, but tonight it rings differently. Stephen turns his head and opens his eyes. Tony is watching him with a warm smile. It’s not at all the expression you’d expect from a friend who’s just dumped himself and his toddler on you with no warning. Sympathy? Sure. Relief, maybe, that he’d gotten out of a bad situation? Maybe. But this tenderness? That was something more.
Over the last two months, Tony has given Stephen and America everything that Patrick never did. Tony… Tony makes Stephen feel like it’s worth trying again. 
He reaches out and takes Tony’s hand. “I love you.”
Tony lights up, but what he says is, “I don’t expect—”
“Stop trying to be noble,” Stephen interrupts, “and just tell me you love me, too.”
Tony laughs and lifts Stephen’s hand to his lips. “I love you, too.”
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geekyandnerdyblog · 3 days
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Proud ironstrange defender
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What can I say? I've always been one for "weird" ships. (It's not weird at ALL! Gave you seen the way they flirt?)
Honestly you'd think they were a married couple. I MISS TONY NOW AHHHHHHHH
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ladylokilaufeyson5 · 1 year
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“this ship isn’t canon” to YOU. I, however, am delusional
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redvh205 · 6 months
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Guys, I just found out that if I read a fic on ao3 and log out, I can give kudos as a guest, and when I log back in, I can give kudos with my account, and both is counted, which basically means I'm finally able to give fics kudos more than once!!!
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kyuyua · 8 months
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Nerds nerding
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ktrew · 6 months
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I think Tony likes to kiss Stephen out of the blue.
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emmedoesntdomath · 9 months
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one thing people never understand is that i can and will ship characters with multiple other characters. like, we’re not discriminating here. not in this household, my good sir. equal opportunity. if they want to make out, they can make out. don’t stand in the way of that. love is beautiful. thank you for coming to this ted talk.
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slasher-art · 4 months
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Merry Christmas to everyone. May all your wishes come true. :)
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airas-story · 12 hours
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If you would like a prompt: Tony keeping Stephen's hands warm as they walk through a park or something in cold weather? Like fall/autumn or winter? I think it would be super cute.
Also, I love your drabbles and stories! <3
Thank you so much! Tony's a *little* oblivious here, but he gets with the program...
“This doesn’t need fixing, Tony,” Stephen snapped.
Tony froze, hands stuck in an aborted gesture and his words about thermal regulation cutting off. Confusion furrowed his brow. “You said your hands were cold,” he said slowly. “I know that makes your pain worse. You need better gloves. You don’t… want them?”
Stephen ran a hand over his face. Tony saw the world in terms of how it could be made better. Stephen loved that about him, but sometimes Tony just saw too big. “Tony. I wanted you to hold my hand.”
Tony stared at him, bafflement in his eyes. “What?”
“When I said my hands were cold, I wanted you to offer to ‘keep my hands warm’,” Stephen said. “I wanted to hold your hand.”
Tony blinked in confusion. “Why didn’t you say so?”
“I thought I’d been obvious,” Stephen muttered. Not obvious enough, clearly.
Tony took Stephen’s hands with his own. “All right then. Let me try again.” He smiled crookedly at Stephen as he brought Stephen’s hands up to kiss his knuckles. Stephen’s heart melted. “Let me keep your hands warm, Stephen.” He paused, looking conflicted. “I’m still making you better gloves, though. Just in case.”
Stephen laughed.
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xenocorner · 1 year
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Supreme family? I don't know her, all I know is Team Well, Shit.
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solid-white · 5 months
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Me, reading a fic with the tag "slow burn" that has 50+ chapters:
The fic six chapters in:
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lilbitofmac · 6 months
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boyfriends boyfriends boyfriends
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kyuyua · 5 months
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Tea >>> Coffee ☕️☕️
I’ve been sitting on this forever so I’m finally releasing them from my basement :)
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ktrew · 5 months
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final pic
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