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darsynia · 1 year

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MCU Masterlist

Asks and questions are OPEN BUT SLOW for the moment (I have a bunch of things to write on a time crunch! If you want to send on in, just be aware it'be combined with a bingo challenge/fest story most likely!) Please comment if you'd like to be on a taglist! If you'd like to instead follow the account @darsywrites and turn on those notifications, that's my archive. Only my stories will be posted there.

I write primarily for Tony Stark and Steve Rogers, but I have a Bruce story, some Stephen Strange, and a couple of Steve/Natasha smut fics to post here someday. I'm open to suggestions (though, I can't promise I'll be able to fill your request quickly, as I'm a mom of 3 who are all as extra as I am. I will do my best!)

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I have quite a few stories already on AO3 if you don't want to wait!

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TRUST FALL (masterlist) (Tony/OC, MCU rewrite from IM1+) ♥️🔥

Current Chapter: Ch 26b | TBC

IRON HELIX MASTERLIST

(Tony/OC fan in the world, possible series) 💚♥️🔥 | Chapter Two

MODERN MYTHOLOGY (Tony/OC soulmate AU) 💚♥️🤍

Ch 1 | Ch 2 | Ch 3 (complete)

IN SEARCH OF A FAIRY TALE (Tony/OC smut) ♥️🔥

Part I | Part II | (Complete)

PRESENT IMPERFECT MASTERLIST

((See Steve for 'Nearer, My God, to Thee' a Stony Titanic AU))

I KNOW NO OTHER WAY THAN THIS ♥️🤍

(Tony & Bruce friendship, Bruce/OFC) Ch 1 | Ch 2 | Ch 3 | Ch 4 | Ch 5 | TBC

PLUS ONE (Tony Stark/Partyguest!Reader kiss fic) ♥️ Oneshot

BUILD ME A COCOON SO I CAN CRAWL INSIDE YOUR LOVE (Tony/GN!Reader Hurt/Comfort) ♥️🖤 Oneshot

UNTIL MY STEPS RETURN (Tony/OC established relationship) ♥️🔥 Oneshot

THE SACRIFICE PLAY (Steve/Tony mid-Ultron) ♥️🖤 Oneshot

GOODNIGHT, FAREWELL, & AMEN (IronStrange angst) 🖤 Oneshot

LIQUIDITY (OR, WELL DESERVED) (Tony/f!Reader) ♥️🔥 Oneshot

REPEAT AFTER ME (Tony/f!Reader Soulmate AU Canon Divergence 'mob AU') Oneshot 🖤

5 TIMES TONY ALMOST PUSHED BRUCE TOO FAR, AND 1 TIME HE DEFINITELY DID (Tony Stark & Bruce Banner Friendship) 💚🤍 Oneshot

THEY SHOW THEIR TRUTH (Steve/Natasha smut) 💚🖤🔥 Oneshot

EQUALS (Steve Rogers/Natasha Romanoff fluff) ♥️🤍 Oneshot

EPHEMERA (Steve Rogers/Artist!Reader angst smut) ♥️🖤🔥 Oneshot

HAPPY VAL (Steve Rogers/Barista!Reader fluff) ♥️🤍 Oneshot

JUST RIGHT MASTERLIST

NEARER, MY GOD, TO THEE

Tony/Steve Titanic AU (not Jack/Rose, no death) Complete in 4 parts 💚♥️🔥 Chapter One | Chapter Two | Chapter Three | Chapter Four

SAFE IN MY (OUR) ARMS series 💚♥️🔥 (Eventual Steve x Bucky x lounge singer!Reader Sex Pollen)

Part I: HAND(S) OFF MASTERLIST -complete 4/6 Part II: SHIPPING AND HANDLING

Ch 1: Vicinity | Ch 2: Urgency | Ch 3: Gravity -new! 10/23

ANIMATE OBJECTS SERIES(Stephen/OC, 'suspicion to lovers')

DAY EIGHT (first meeting, relic imprint) 💚♥️🤍

Part I | Part II | Complete

DIMINISHED SEVENTH (training to first kiss) 💚♥️🤍 Ch 1 | Ch 2 | Ch 3 | Ch 4 | Ch 5 | Ch 6 | Ch 7 - COMPLETE

SIXTH SENSE (coming someday)

RUIN YOUR DAY (Stephen Strange/Reader fluff) 💚♥️🤍 Oneshot

UPSIDE DOWN AND BACKWARDS (Stephen/Reader) 💚🤍 Oneshot

THE LIGHT OF HIDDEN FLOWERS (Stephen/OFC) 🤍🖤 Oneshot

OATH OF THE BETRAYED ONE (Bucky/OFC smut) 🖤🔥 Oneshot

A BANNER SPEECH (Toby Ziegler & Bruce Banner preslash?) 🤍 Oneshot

BET YOUR ASS (Peter Quill/f!Reader hatekiss fic) ♥️ Oneshot

These stories are on tap for posting to Tumblr someday. If you'd like to see one of them posted soon, send me an ask! Until then, you can find them on my AO3.

EXILE ALL THE LONGER (Tony/OC soulmate Endgame fix-it)

I KNOW NO OTHER WAY THAN THIS (Bruce/OC soulmate 'Sleepless in Seattle' vibes)

CLIMBING VINES ON MELANCHOLY WALLS (Steve/Nat FWB)

SOMETHING JUST LIKE THIS (Tony/Steve, Howard/Darcy Lewis as Maria epic time travel angst romp (I said what I said))

#marvel fanfiction #mcu fanfiction #tony stark x oc #tony stark #iron man x oc #iron man #stephen strange x oc #stephen strange #doctor strange x oc #doctor strange #tony stark smut #iron man smut #steve rogers x reader #steve rogers x you #steve rogers smut #bruce banner x oc #tony stark & bruce banner friendship #tony stark/natasha romanoff #ironwidow

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stxphxn-strange · 4 years

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you can’t fuck me over because i’ve already fucked myself: just some shrimp gremlin angst that basically gives villain!stephen some origins

a/n: steve and clint act like rude hoes in this, it’s not steve or clint friendly obv, there’s lots of swearing, mention of bullying and implied mentions of self harm and also the ironstrange scene in this is cheesy as fuck but in a soft and sweet kind of way i guess? idk enjoy friends

The Avengers’ Compound (Upstate New York), 4:45p.m.

“We’re not getting anywhere with this motherfucker.” Typical, stupid, impatient Clint was as always ready to toss the Sorcerer Supreme down a flight of stairs. As if he was even strong enough to do that… Stephen had been working out, thank you very much.

“I hope you’re aware that I can hear everything that you’re saying!” Stephen replied in a sing-song voice. “By the way, I believe I asked for shrimp when I was brought here? I don’t see any shrimp, and I also don’t see Tony.”

“You think we trust Tony to interrogate you? He can’t separate his egotistical brain from his short fuse from his damaged heart. Makes me wonder why he even attacked me in Siberia.” Fucking Steve.

“He didn’t attack you, he defended himself after you attacked him,” Stephen snapped. “How many times must we have this conversation? I don’t have time for your continued stupidity.”

“When are you going to get it through your head that just because you corrupted Tony doesn’t mean that I’ll be as easily swayed?” Steve asked.

Stephen saw Clint put a hand on his shoulder to calm him down and made a mental note to inquire about their personal relationship later. That would really push some buttons.

“Strange, we’re asking you questions and it’s in your best interest to answer,” Natasha said coolly. She didn’t even look angry like her colleagues, she just looked like she wanted to be literally anywhere else. Big fucking mood.

“Am I below your paygrade now, Romanoff?” Stephen asked. “Big plans tonight after this interrogation is over?”

“That’s none of your concern,” Natasha replied.

“Well I think that you’re all below my paygrade, and since I’m planning to have dinner with Tony tonight I’d appreciate it if we could move this bullshit along,” Stephen said. “I’m going to try and make baked shrimp with garlic butter and lemon and fresh herbs. I saw the recipe on Pinterest, and I’ve never made it before but if you guys have recipes I’d be willing to swap with you.”

“We don’t want anything from you except information.”

“Bold of you to insinuate that shrimp recipes aren’t information, Barton!”

“This fucking guy! Natasha I swear to god I’m going to kill him,” Clint snapped, pacing around the room.

“You’re not going to do that for two (2) reasons: one (1), you do need information from me even though I’m not going to give it to you, and two (2) you all know that you treat Tony so poorly that making another wrong move will irrevocably piss him off, and then who will you be able to use for money and shiny new weapons, hm?” Stephen countered. “You don’t care about Tony, that much is clear, but—”

“I’m sorry, you expect us to believe that you do care about Tony?” Steve asked.

“That’s a rich question coming from you. If you’re really a symbol for honesty, you should know that I’m telling the truth,” Stephen replied with a shrug. “Is this rocket science to you guys? Of course I love and care about Tony, and I mean that genuinely and with every fiber of my being.”

“And if he doesn’t feel the same about you?” Natasha asked, feigning innocence.

“I know he does,” Stephen said firmly. “He told me that he does this morning… and he also said so last night.”

A lot happened after he finished talking. First, he was slapped across the face. While still reeling from the slap, someone snuck up behind him and pinned his head to the desk he was sitting at… and then the memories rolled like a movie’s credits.

“Why are you the way that you are, you annoying fucking villain?” Steve sneered. “What made you into the monster that you are?”

Stephen took a deep breath, trying to hide his panic at the fact that he couldn’t move his head. “You think you’re the only one who’s ever used size to their advantage and bullied me, Steve?”

“Don’t try and make me feel bad for you,” Steve replied, pressing Stephen further into the desk. “I have no sympathy for evil.”

“Then why do you exist in a cloud of self pity and self righteousness?” Stephen asked.

“If you don’t shut up I’ll snap your neck,” Steve threatened.

“Do it bitch. You still don’t get it, do you? Nothing you could ever do to me would compare to pain in the past, whether it was self-inflicted or not,” Stephen replied.

“I’ll turn you into an empty shell of a man that not even Tony will love or fix.”

“Aww really? Being an empty shell is so boring.”

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The Avengers’ Compound (Upstate New York), 5:23pm

Stephen must have blacked out, because when he woke up the Avengers were gone, and there was something soft between his head and the desk. He immediately recognized it to be the Cloak, which wound a corner around his left hand in support.

Wait… Levi hadn't been with the sorcerer when he got to the compound, so how—

His thoughts were cut off by the entrance of a very angry Tony. The mechanic’s glare softened the minute he saw that Stephen was awake and watching him.

They both spoke at the same time, their tones full of fear but for different reasons.

“Where are they?”

“Are you alright?” Tony crossed the room and sat across from his sorcerer, softly cupping the man’s face in his hands. “I sent them away. Who hurt you?”

“Do you mean today or in general?” Stephen asked, trying to keep his tone light for a reason he didn’t even understand. Tony knew about his traumas, why pretend like they didn’t exist?

“Fuck, Steph I’m sorry,” Tony murmured, leaning in to kiss him. “None of this would have happened if I was here, I wouldn’t have let them, but they didn’t tell me they were interrogating you.”

“I know baby, it’s not your fault,” Stephen said gently. “I’m obviously not happy, but it’s not your fault.”

Tony made a face of disbelief.

“It isn’t, I swear,” Stephen continued, leaning further into Tony’s hold. “They said some unpleasant things, things I know they wouldn’t tell me if you were around, but Steve also doesn’t seem to like it when I try to get a rise out of him. Serves him right for wasting my goddamn time, and serves me right for being obnoxious. But you know that I’m only like this because I barely know who or what I am.”

Tony stood, somewhat abruptly, and pulled Stephen into a hug. “You’re my shrimp gremlin, and my amazing partner who makes me laugh and smile even on my worst days. You’re kind and charming and funny, and all of that’s what makes you Stephen, at least to me. And it’s not exactly safe here, so will you please portal us home so I can spoil you by way of shrimp sushi and a massage?”

“I was going to make dinner tonight,” Stephen said with a little pout.

Tony leaned up to kiss him. “I know, you giraffe, but you deserve to be a little spoiled today, and I know shrimp sushi usually helps.”

“You really do love me,” Stephen marveled.

“Of course I do!” Tony replied. “And I also know how to make you feel good, take that as you will.”

#tony stark #shrimp gremlin villain!stephen #ironstrange #ironstrange crack #ironstrange fic #iis writes ironstrange #poor stephen #stephen strange #shrimp gremlin fic #not steve rogers friendly #not clint barton friendly #anti steve rogers #anti clint barton #i don't know what this is #natasha romanoff

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mystical-magician · 4 years

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get to know me meme

got tagged by @amethyst-noir

Three ships: Ironstrange, The Doctor/Rose Tyler, Madara/Tobirama

Last song: Circles by Post Malone

Last movie: Frozen II, maybe? I think? It’s been a while. Maybe it was the first Avengers movie to help me write my current Ironstrange fic, except I can’t remember if I actually watched it or if I just looked up relevant clips on YouTube.

Reading: Planning to read Unravel the Dusk by Elizabeth Lim once I can pick up my hold.

Currently watching: The Great British Bake Off. Interspersed with Cardcaptor Sakura and Digimon Adventure tri.

Currently consuming: Nothing, but I am hungry. Will probably go for my Ritz crackers...

Currently craving: Air conditioning. Japanese curry. Also, retirement (only 30+ years to go!😒)

Tagging: Dunno. @atypical-snowman @funkylittlebidiot or whoever else is interested

#tag meme #personal

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lailyn · 3 years

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First Lines Meme

Tagged by @arabesqueangel so thank you!

Rules: List the first lines of your last 20 stories (if you have less than 20, just list them all!). See if there are any patterns. Choose your favourite opening line. Then tag 10 of your favourite authors!

1. “Can I open my eyes now?”

Love and Fine Dining, Chapter 2 Strangefrost, collection of food-porn one-shots.

2. Doctor Stephen Strange cleared his throat; it was not loud but the sound carried all the same, and the quorum of Guardians in attendance quieted down.

Gone Before Light, Strangefrost angst. Coz Strangefrost angst hurts so goood. One-shot.

3. Loki heard the footsteps first.

Always Sunrise Somewhere

4. The knock on the door came late evening, so faint and hesitant Loki almost brushed it off as a product of his overactive imagination.

The Way We Were, Frostiron fluff, past Strangefrost angst, mpreg. One-shot.

5. It started with a busted knee.

Doctor Strange, M.D., Ph.D. Writing medical gore is my guilty pleasure. Loki should get hurt more often. One-shot.

6. “Now remember, guys. We are here to get a few items, and these items only,” Stephen warned.

Supermarket Sweep, Ironstrangefrost fluff, one-shot.

7. "Oh no, oh shit, shit, shit -"

A Hole In The World, Frostiron. The title is actually a line from Angel, the Buffy spin-off, when Spike was describing the void left after Fred's death to make way for Illyria.

8. "Why are you breathing like that?" Tony snapped. "Stop breathing like that!"

Breathe Easy, Frostiron, Loki whump. One-shot.

9. In retrospect, Clint's training and inherent hardiness should have been more than sufficient to dispose of the threat, had the compromise not been to one of SHIELD's bunkers, and the threat not in the form of its own agents.

Be Still, My Savage Heart, Probably the work I am most proud of to date. Multi-chaptered, completed. Avenger Loki, Stephen whump, Loki whump.

10. "Are you sure?"

Kitchen Confidential, Ironstrangefrost, one-shot.

11. “It’s my turn to sleep in the middle,” Tony mumbled through a mouthful of electric toothbrush and toothpaste.

A Study In Tea, Ironstrangefrost, one-shot.

12. Tony shook the grocery bag over his head excitedly. "I’ve got it, my love!"

Sweet Surrender, Ironstrangefrost, one-shot.

13. Tony rushes out of the bathroom because he hears sobbing.

Ain’t No Mountain High (and all that jazz), Ironstrangefrost, one-shot.

14. Stephen awakened to a silence he had not experienced in a long time, certainly not in the last six-ish going on to seven-ish years since they had their first child.

Bed of Roses, Bed of Nails, Angsty Strangefrost. TW: Post-partum depression.

15. Stephen had become distant.

Just A Feeling, Strangefrost, Ironstrange angst.

16. “What time is it?”

The Two For One Special II, Ironstrangefrost.

17. Stephen stepped out of the portal, expecting to be assaulted by a flurry of arms anytime now, but they never came.

Forever Mine, Yours Truly, Ironstrangefrost, Lokitty, one-shot.

18. “Where the hell have you been?” Tony demanded.

Hogmanay Kisses, Frostiron, mpreg

19. Loki pressed his palm to the protective barrier, his long fingers curling around the mirror image of the fantastic animal reflected in the glass. “You poor thing…” Wild Encounters, Ironstrangefrost, one-shot.

20. Stephen tinkered with the newly bought electric heater with flame effect he had bought on a whim just the day before on Christmas Eve. “I wish we could have a real fire but this will have to do.”

By The Fire’s Glow (Revisited), Strangefrost Christmas fluff

Thoughts to self: What lazy writing, L.! Your one-liner first lines hardly make any sense at all. Drivel. Rubbish. I dig it.

Tagging @kymera219, @tales-of-magic-and-chaos, @dendrite-blues

#strangefrost #frostiron #ironstrangefrost

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404-potato · 5 years

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Indefinable Things Series

My IronStrange Fics

Just wanted to list my IronStrange fic in a somewhat organized fashion on here

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The war is over. The rogues are back. Steve is definitely not over it. There are lots of secrets about to implode. Tony just really wants his recovered relationship with Stephen to work. And Peter just wants everyone to leave his dads alone.

(With a lot of flashback into the past of how Stephen and Tony met before Iron man 1, got together, fell apart, only to have all roads lead back to each other again.)

Basically my depiction of the disastrous couple that is Stephen & Tony... but it would be boring any other way. And because this is important to a lot of people: I mostly write Top!Stephen & Bottom!Tony & likes kinks here and there but the relationship dynamic itself is pretty back and forth on who’s more dominant personality / mostly equals + probably occasional switch.

Part I [Prequel] definitely-not-boyfriend-not-really-friends-one-night-stand Rating: Explicit | Words: 19,030 | Chapters: 3/3

Part II [Main] definitions of indefinable things + past Stony | Rating: Explicit | Words: 127,303 | Chapters: 17/?

Part III [Extra] our sons + past Stony | Rating: not rated | Words: 6011 | Chapters: 1/1

I know I’ve been away from updating for about 2 ish weeks but I have the next chapter for both Part 1 & 2 fics written just... haha lot of shit in life happened. But thank you for those who left reviews and contacted me about it / showed interest still ♡ ....I really should consider getting couple beta readers because that’s that part always delays me another 3+ days but not sure how to go about that yet

#ironstrange #ironstrange fanfic #past stony #fanfiction #definitions of indefinable things fic

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stxphxn-strange · 4 years

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you’re not prone to injury, you’re just too loyal (part 1)

a/n: this is literally just stephen comforting tony after the avengers don’t respond well to losing a battle against the sorcerers, this is kinda heavyish on the angst btw

177A Bleecker Street, 7:40am

“Goooood morning and welcome to this episode of ‘Sanctum Shenanigans,’ where we give you an inside look at a sorcerer’s outside-of-work agenda.” Stephen smiled into the camera, continuing the introduction to his YouTube video. “Apparently some people are wondering, of all things, what we eat for breakfast-slash-brunch. Now that’s a pretty harmless question and it’s been awhile since we’ve done any cooking tutorials. That said, today I’m going to show you my favorite breakfast: an omelet with shrimp, cheese, spinach, arugula, and chili flakes. I’ve said this before and I’ll say it again: seasoning your food is important! The only thing worse than under-seasoned shrimp is lobster. As always, I’m joined in the kitchen by my friends and assistants: Wong and Mordo.”

“We’re actually not friends, I don’t like you at all,” Mordo teased.

“I’m more offended that you think of us as assistants, we end up doing all the work anyway,” Wong added.

Stephen looked directly into the camera. “This bullying is unscripted and in no way reflects the core values of a hearty shrimp dish. Now, let’s get started. The first thing you’ll need to do is get—”

“Stephen, your phone is ringing,” The Ancient One announced, handing it to her pseudo-son.

“Don’t answer it, we’re recording!” Mordo groused.

“But it’s Tony, it’s important! Keep the recording paused,” Stephen replied. He left the kitchen, leaning against the bannister of the front staircase as he picked up the call. “Tones?”

“Hey,” Tony said gruffly. Stephen thought he could detect a bit of a smile in his voice, hidden behind layers of stress and... was that pain? Anguish?

“You sound a bit worse for the wear, everything okay? I didn’t smack you around too badly in that battle, did I?” Stephen asked. “If I did, I’m sorry.”

“No, you were wonderful and strong as always, and I know you were pulling your punches. So no, it wasn’t you who smacked me around,” Tony replied. “Can I come by though? This is going to sound silly but... I need a hug.”

“Of course babe, I’ll make a portal right now,” Stephen said. He hung up the phone and smiled as Tony stepped through the portal, immediately pressing as close to Stephen as he could. “My baby harp seal!”

Tony laughed at the nickname, beginning to shiver as Stephen brushed a hand through his hair. “Remind me again why you call me that?”

“Because what, besides you, is cuter than a baby harp seal? Nothing,” Stephen replied.

Tony just nodded, seeming a bit absent as he leaned more into Stephen.

“You cold? Why are you shaking so much?” Stephen asked, his doctor brain cells beginning to fight his concerned boyfriend senses.

“I’m fine.”

“And I’m the Pope. I can tell something is wrong and I won’t make you tell me, but you can if you want to.”

Tony was quiet for a moment. “I promise I’m fine, just tired. We trained all night after the battle ended. Apparently a stalemate still counts as a loss for us, in Steve’s eyes, so we trained all night so it wouldn’t happen again. In his mind smacking me around in front of the team as a re-enactment is what he considers training, but that’s bullshit because I wasn’t hurt by anything during the battle so he—”

“Stephen are you coming back in here or should we postpone?” Wong asked politely, the calm sense of irritation ever-present in his voice.

“Postponing,” Stephen replied. “Please make sure Karl doesn’t eat my shrimp again.”

“Let that go already, I said I was sorry!” Mordo yelled.

“A man’s shrimp is sacred, you know that!” Stephen shouted back. He felt rumbling against his chest, thinking that Tony was laughing. “I always see him making eyes at my shrimp... the audacity.”

A short sob made Stephen realize that Tony wasn’t laughing at all, but crying.

“Oh babe... come on, let’s go upstairs,” Stephen murmured, his voice barely above a whisper.

The Cloak left his shoulders to settle affectionately on Tony’s, hugging him and supporting his back.

Tony just closed his eyes and allowed himself to be moved, resting his head against Stephen as pain seared through his back and shoulders. He tightly shut his eyes as the dull ache in his chest returned. “Fuck.”

“What hurts?” Stephen asked, placing Tony on his bed (it was basically theirs, but that’s a story for another time). “And what happened?”

“Mostly my back and shoulders, but can you believe that the suit’s housing unit got smashed into my chest again? At least this time I have a reinforced ribcage, so it didn’t get smashed into my lungs again, but what are the odds that the same guy with the same vibranium shield does that twice? And how is it that even in death, Howard Stark and his tech still find a way to give me grief?” Tony replied, rambling from stress and pain. “I defended myself, but after awhile it just got so tiring. I just let him say and do what he said and did, and no one else stopped him so I must-”

“Don’t you dare tell me you deserve this,” Stephen said, trying to keep his voice gentle in spite of his disgust.

His blood was boiling. The sorcerer knew all too well about Siberia, about Howard Stark, and what the team put Tony through, and it made him sick. And while Tony’s loyalty to the Avengers was admirable, they had a habit of treating him so badly, far away from what he actually deserved. Stephen was drawn from his reverie when he heard a sharp inhale and a sob from beside him.

It was rare for Tony to cry, outside of a nightmare when he would wake up with fear in his eyes, and Stephen hated to see it.

“It hurts,” Tony whispered, pressing his head against Stephen’s chest.

The sorcerer’s heart broke further as Tony continued to cry, and he hoped he’d never hear the genius in such pain ever again. “Shh, it’s okay. I’ve got you love, what do you need?”

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177A Bleecker Street, 9:00am

It was about an hour later when Tony finally relaxed, soothed by gentle caresses and harmless healing spells. His head was resting on Stephen’s chest again, his lips semi-parted as he took deep, sleepy breaths.

The only thing to do next was to determine how to deal with Steve... after Stephen finished making his omelet, of course. He never schemed on an empty stomach, it was bad luck.

He brushed through Tony’s hair softly, bringing the man back from the edge of sleep just for a moment.

“Will you be okay if I go downstairs and make my omelet? And do you want anything?” Stephen asked.

“Don’t let me hold you up, especially if there’s shrimp in it,” Tony replied. “And not now, but thank you. I’m going to sleep for at least an hour.”

“Tea or coffee?”

“Maybe later.”

Stephen nodded and kissed him before standing up to exit the room. Just before closing the door, he popped back in and said: “You know you’re more important than the shrimp, right?”

Tony nodded, but Stephen wasn’t convinced that he fully grasped the gravity of his words.

“Do you believe it?”

Tony didn’t hesitate to reply. “I always believe you.”

Stephen smiled lovingly. “Get some sleep Tones, I’ll be back soon.”

#tony stark #stephen strange #ironstrange #shrimp gremlin villain!stephen #villain stephen strange au #ironstrange villain!stephen au #soft ironstrange #incorrect ironstrange #iis writes ironstrange #shrimp gremlin fic #tony stark angst #heavy angst #implied/referenced child abuse #howard stark's a+ parenting #anti howard stark #anti steve rogers #anti team cap #not steve rogers friendly #not mcu canon compliant

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stxphxn-strange · 4 years

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Why Shrimp Dumplings are Important on Bad Days: a Memory from Stephen Strange

Stark Tower, 8:03p.m.

Stephen really couldn’t blame Tony for being tired after the events that unfolded today, so he couldn’t blame the man for forgetting that they were supposed to meet up. As he portaled into the tower, holding his takeout box of shrimp dumplings, his heart melted at the sight of Tony asleep on the couch, covered in four (4) blankets.

The sorcerer hated to wake him up, but he had to know if Tony was okay.

“Babe,” Stephen whispered, gently caressing Tony’s face.

“No, ‘m sleeping.”

“I know, I promise I’ll let you go back to sleep soon,” Stephen soothed. “Just look at me for a minute?”

Tony opened his eyes slowly, smiling sadly at Stephen. “I overslept, didn’t I?”

“You did, but I’m more worried about you than our plans,” Stephen replied. “We can go out another time. You okay?”

Tony shrugged, sitting up and motioning for Stephen to sit beside him. “Fine I guess.”

Stephen pulled Tony close, wrapping his arms around him protectively as he continued to eat his shrimp dumplings. He didn’t reply yet, knowing that there was more on Tony’s mind that he would say as he thought it.

“It was a long day, but it’s always like that, we both know that,” Tony said.

“I wish it wasn’t,” Stephen replied. “But it’s almost like you’re hiding, so it must have gotten worse after I left. What happened? What did they say?”

“Nothing important, just the same stuff.”

“It is important, though. No one deserves to be told that they’re alone and not loved, especially not you. Especially when the people telling you that shit are wrong.”

“It’s harder to not internalize it now, for some reason,” Tony confessed. “It just makes me more scared that I’m really going to lose everything we’ve built because I maybe don’t deserve-”

“Tony.”

Tony was taken aback by the gentleness in Stephen’s voice.

“Don’t use any of your genius to try and convince yourself that you’re not loved. You are so adored, my darling! I love you so much,” Stephen said. “Somehow I’m going to prove that to you.”

“You don’t have to go out of your way,” Tony replied. “I love you, but you don’t need to prove it.”

“But you deserve to know and believe it,” Stephen said. “If it’s a start, I’ll share my dumplings with you. I have more at the Sanctum, we can go home and have dinner and go to sleep.”

“I’m so in, but I need to ask you one thing.”

“Of course Tony, anything.”

“Exactly how many takeout boxes of shrimp dumplings do you have?”

Stephen laughed lightly. “Not nearly enough.”

“Shrimp gremlin.” Tony nudged Stephen affectionately. “I’m already feeling a little better, though, thank you. You know what would make me the happiest?”

“What?”

“Shrimp dumplings and honestly sleep.”

“I think I’m starting to convert you to my shrimp gremlin ways,” Stephen teased, standing up and hugging Tony close.

“I don’t think anyone can compete with you, that’s why you’re the only shrimp gremlin. It’ll be a cold day in hell if you’re dethroned,” Tony replied. “But I don’t think that’ll ever happen.”

“I don’t either,” Stephen said. “But to be safe, let’s go before Mordo eats my shrimp again… I still haven’t forgiven him.”

++++

177A Bleecker St., 11:32p.m.

Tony sighed contentedly, his head resting against Stephen’s shoulder. His eyes were still teary and the air was heavy with love and emotion.

“I ate too many dumplings. It turns out you were right, it is possible to eat too much shrimp,” Stephen said.

“I keep telling you that,” Tony replied teasingly. “You okay?”

Stephen nodded. “Same as always, my stomach just hurts a little bit. I’ll be fine.”

Tony yawned. “Good.”

“Go to sleep Tones,” Stephen murmured. “Sorry I woke you up earlier, but you’re making me yawn just by looking at you.”

“I’m glad you did. It’s good seeing your face and being with you,” Tony replied. “Love you.”

“I love you too,” Stephen replied. He was quiet for a moment, brushing through Tony’s hair before the genius yawned again. Stephen himself yawned a moment later. “Stop making me tired.”

“What, are you waiting for me to fall asleep first?” Tony asked, half teasingly even though he knew it to be true.

“Always, just so I fall asleep knowing that you’re here, and that you’re okay,” Stephen replied. He’d answered this question before, his response always genuine and loving. “I know you do the same thing when I get tired, or if I nap you’ll look at me sometimes.”

“Forgive me for staring, you just look more relaxed. Even more angelic,” Tony said.

“There’s nothing angelic about me Tony,” Stephen said.

“Wanna debate me on that? Because I’ll tell you all the ways that you are,” Tony argued. “But tomorrow. I’m tired.”

Stephen pressed a soft kiss to his partner’s hair. “Sleep well, love.”

Tony yawned again and nodded. “Sweet dreams.”

“You can never let me have the last word,” Stephen complained. “Goodnight my baby harp seal.”

He fell asleep that night to the sound of Tony’s light laughter and the genius asking, “What did you call me?”

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consider these practice vows (aka. ironstrange songfic series part 5, “i know it’s over”)

a/n: songfics are back! btw, this is the complete opposite of a breakup fic contrary to the song i used :)

“Start the song please, FRIDAY.”

Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head

And as I climb into an empty bed, oh well. Enough said.

"Trust me,” Tony whispered, pulling Stephen close and beginning to sway to the music.

“I do,” Stephen replied.

The smile in his voice was so audible, it sounded like spring sunshine, and Tony wanted to bask in it, in him, forever.

I know it’s over- still I cling

I don’t know where else I can go

Over...

“The more I listen, the sadder I think this song is,” Stephen said.

“It is sad, but I don’t look at it that way. I look at us and I think we defy it,” Tony replied. “And it has a good rhythm.”

“Explain?”

“It’s perfect to sway to, not too-”

“You had to know that I meant for you to explain the first part, douchebag,” Stephen teased, giving Tony a soft kiss on his shit-eating grin.

Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head

See, the sea wants to take me

The knife wants to slit me

Do you think you can help me?

Tony smiled, reciprocating the kiss before resting his cheek on Stephen’s shoulder. “I used to think of this song as tragic, but then I met you, and I just started feeling like who I’m supposed to be for each day we’ve been together. I felt like I wouldn’t dread the future everyday when I woke up, because I’d get to spend at least some amount of time with you.

I started feeling like I could actually be kinder to myself, and I’m beginning to find it easier to lay the shit in my past to rest. The soil falling over one’s head is actually me trying to bury all of that, because while it’s still impactful and probably will be because I can’t erase it, I actually feel like the healing is new and the hurting is lessening.”

Sad veiled bride please be happy

Handsome groom give her room

“Okay Morissey,” Stephen teased, deflecting the fact that he was very moved from Tony’s declaration.

“That’s all you have to say?” Tony bantered back, pulling Stephen close as the taller man teared up.

“I love you,” Stephen whispered into Tony’s shoulder.

“I love you too,” Tony replied, hugging him a little tighter. “I’ve actually been thinking about this song a lot.”

“I can tell,” Stephen said. “What else do you think?”

Loud, loutish lover, treat her kindly

Though she needs you more than she loves you.

I know it’s over, still I cling

I don’t know where else I can go

Over and over and over and over

Over and over...

“I could tell you today, or I could tell you at the wedding,” Tony said.

“Tease. Don’t titillate me like that,” Stephen replied.

“Why would you use both of those words in the same sentence?”

“Mhm, because ‘don’t’ and ‘that’ are both such daunting words.”

I know it’s over, and it never really began

But in my heart it was so real

And you even spoke to me, and said

“Okay love, I’ll tell you this much,” Tony began. “You know how it sounds like a breakup song?”

“You’re convincing me that it’s not, but continue,” Stephen replied, not even bothering to hide the smile that was blooming on his face.

“I kind of view it as how we’ve both broken up with half-assed love,” Tony said bluntly. “Like in the past. And we needed to keep building up strength in our hearts so that we don’t break ourselves and trust that we won’t be broken.”

Stephen blushed. “You think so?”

“I think everything is going to be okay,” Tony replied. “And it’s gonna get even better going forward.”

Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head.

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