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The prompts for 2023

Fictober Event, The prompts for 2023 Here is the list for October this year. Write something short (or long) and tag it with #fictober23 in the first five tags. Let’s see your creativity!

    "It's not too late, let's go."

    "Don't worry, I got you."

    "Okay, show me."

    "Do you even know what this means?"

    "You're the smartest person I know."

    "I can't wait for you."

    "Do you recognise this?"

    "Give me that, before anything happens."

    "I wouldn't do that if I were you."

    "It's alright, I'm here now."

    "You lost it. Well, we lost it."

    "I'm not saying I didn't like it."

    "Come with me, hurry."

    "If you don't stop now —"

    "Fine, explain it to me."

    "Do you know a way out of here?"

    "I never said it would be easy."

    "We can't do this on our own."

    "What if we're wrong?"

    "This better be good."

    "Just in case this doesn't work."

    "Who takes care of you?"

    "No, you won't understand, ever."

    "Is it over? Is it really over?"

    "Do I look like I knew that?"

    "Honestly, why would I care?"

    "I don't know if they will accept this."

    "I may not get another chance to say this."

    "That's all? Easy."

    "Are you with me?"

    "It's not your fault."

This event is open to all fanfiction and original fiction.

Start October the First. You do not have to do the prompts in order. Tag your posts with #fictober23. Please state if your entry is original fiction or fanfiction and what fandom at the top. State common warnings and triggers at the top and tag accordingly. I reserve the right to not reblog fics that I find inappropriate. I will reblog things here on @fictober-event, follow this blog to see all the entries.

Check the rules for any questions.

Have fun!

#Fictober #Fictober23 #I wanna try this ahhh

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Our universe grants every soul a twin–a reflection of themselves– the kindred spirit –And no matter where they are or how far away they are from each other – even if they are in different dimensions, they will always find one another. This is destiny ; this is love.

— Julie Dillon

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Team Foxtrot in Cap-IronMan Big Bang 2020.  Art for the amazing MsWinghead, thank you so much for letting me draw something for your amazing story ❤. Evidence Steve Rogers was back from the dead. And Tony Stark, amnesiac after erasing his memory after the Civil War, had to confirm the truth with his own eyes, even at a distance, because, as far as he knew, Steve died hating him. He just didn’t expect to be discovered and invited for a cup of coffee in the middle of the night by Steve. What was he planning? Would Tony’s heart be able to stand so close to him again, knowing everything that had happened between them, knowing everything Tony felt? Tony decided it was worth it to trust Steve and accept the invitation. What worse could happen? He had already lost everything. After all, it wasn’t like Tony was going to reveal all of his most intimate secrets, the ones that even Steve hadn’t been able to discover, right? Leaving all the armor outside, both real and emotional, Tony entered the apartment, not knowing that that night would change everything, for both of them, again.

#Shit #This is amazing #Stony #Stevetony #Fanart

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Sleep Deprivation. It does things. XD

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for the AA Stony Discord Bingo. :D

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#Nooo I love this so much #So cute #Aw #Stony #Stevetony #Fanart #Fluff

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mistletoe made them do it! ❄️happy holidays from ghost han 👻

(second image is transparent, please feel free to color it for fun! tag me/credit me if you decide to post it anywhere!)

#Stony #Stevetony #Fanart #I love it #Happy 2021

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Fic prompt for u: Tony behaves like a lil cat, always snuggling up to Steve, especially when he's tired or feels extremely in love with him. Steve is absolutely smitten.

Hello! Thank you for the prompt. Sorry for the long wait. I hope you like it!

everything falls into place

steve/tony, fluff, established relationship, 1090 words

“Steven.”

Steve looks up from his rough sketch of Dum-E to find Tony standing at the other end of the workshop couch, blinking blearily at him. He proceeds to fold his legs that were previously stretched out across the workshop couch so Tony has a place to sit. The man does exactly that, plopping down on the empty space like his bones have given up on him. 

The last time Steve glanced at him, Tony had been elbows deep in the armor’s torso as he dealt with a mess of machinery and circuitry, surrounded by hologram projections glowing blue around him. 

Now, however, Tony has his cheek mashed into the couch with careless abandon. His exhaustion makes him look about a few years older. Steve sets the sketchbook down on the nearby coffee table and slides his feet forward on the couch, burying his toes under Tony's warm thigh.

“You okay, sweetheart?”

“No. Nothing’s working out.” The answer is slurred against the plush fabric of the couch. Tony’s eyelids are growing heavier with every blink. “I think I’m just going to go live in the mountains and become a hermit. Yeah, a hermit. Sounds nice. No snobby investors, no stupid code that won’t run properly…” Tony lets his words trail off into a yawn.

Steve suppresses a chuckle, biting down on his lower lip. Something pulls at his heart at the sight of Tony like this: tired, not making much sense, and inhibitions low.

Absolutely adorable. God, he is so hopelessly gone. It’s ridiculous.

He wouldn’t want to have it any other way. 

“Sweetheart?”

“Hm?” Tony says, half of his face still pressed into the couch, eyes fully closed now. His mouth chews on nothing, already on the way to dreamland. 

Seriously adorable.

“Look at me?”

Tony rubs at his eye, uncaring of the fact that his fingers are stained black here and there with grease. When he turns to stare blankly at Steve, a small grease stain has been transferred to the side of his left eye. There are faint creases on his right cheek where the pattern of the couch’s fabric is ingrained into his face.

Steve smiles, slow and warm, and opens his arms wide. Tony continues to stare at him. Steve raises his eyebrows, nodding down at his own chest. Tony blinks. Steve nods again, encouraging. 

Eventually, Tony gets with the program and crawls forward, plastering himself on top of Steve’s body like a blanket. His head rests on Steve’s chest, ear right above his heart.

“That’s it,” Steve mutters, content and satisfied. He smooths his hand over Tony’s hair in a gentle motion, pushing the strands away from his face. Tony lets out a noise akin to a purr and noses gently at Steve’s sternum. 

Steve tangles his fingers in Tony’s hair, watching the digits sift through soft locks, the sight ever-mesmerizing. He begins to draw indiscernible shapes on Tony’s scalp. “Everything’s going to be okay, sweetheart. I promise. Life always works out.”

Tony sighs, world-weary and heavy. “You don’t know that.”

Steve hums in disapproval, fingers traveling down the side of Tony’s face, tracing the edges of his goatee. He smiles when he sees Tony instinctively leaning into his touch. “I’ll have you know that I happen to speak from experience. You might feel lost right now, like everything is falling apart and nothing is going the way it’s supposed to. But life always works out in the end.”

Tony huffs, turning to rest his chin on Steve’s chest, ever-expressive brown eyes blinking up at him. His bottom lashes are long and dark, like someone has painted them right under his eyes—delicate brush strokes done in black ink. His chapped lips are turned down in a resolute frown.

With a grunt, Tony shuffles upwards on Steve’s body, decreasing the distance between their faces. He points his finger at Steve’s face, eyes squinting.

“How would you know that?”

Well, that’s easy.

Steve curls his fingers to mimic Tony’s, forefinger protruding out from his fist. Carefully, he presses the finger to the one pointing back at him so that both of their point fingers are joined at the tip.

“After everything I’ve been through, I managed to find you, didn’t I?”

Tony freezes. Clearly, that was not the answer he had been expecting.

Steve smiles, something soft and delicate unfurling in his chest.

“You came into my life and somehow, I get to love you, sweetheart. I’m lucky. You’re living proof that life’s been kind to me. That’s how I know.”

Tony blinks quietly for a few moments and Steve looks on patiently.

Slowly, with his brown doe eyes still wide open, Tony’s cheeks begin to flush, a light crimson that creeps down his neck and chest. The finger pressed to his own is retracted back into a closed fist and Tony buries his burning face in Steve’s chest in the blink of an eye. 

Steve feels his heart expand threefold with adoration. A soft chuckle bubbles up out of him, his chest rumbling with it. 

“You can’t just say things like that.” One of Tony’s hands gathers a fistful of Steve’s shirt, bunching it up in his grasp. 

“Things like what, my love?” Steve coaxes Tony’s fingers to release their grip on his shirt and holds the hand in his, giving it a light squeeze. He tilts his head to the side, trying to meet Tony’s eyes. Upon catching the movement, Tony squeezes his eyes shut, determined to avoid Steve’s gaze.

“Stop it. You know exactly what,” Tony mumbles, voice muffled by Steve’s chest. The blush has spread to his ears, both of them tinged a lovely shade of red. 

Helpless fondness turns Steve’s smile lopsided. He leans down to plant a kiss on the top of Tony’s head.

“You asked me a question, and I just told you the truth. Nothing wrong with that.”

Tony says nothing, but he sniffs and burrows impossibly closer into Steve, their bodies slotting together like pieces of a jigsaw puzzle.

“Oh, and sweetheart?”

“Hm?”

Steve curls an arm snugly around Tony’s middle, leans close so his mouth ends up right next to Tony’s ear.

“If you do end up moving to the mountains to become a hermit, promise me you’ll take me with you,” he whispers, lips brushing the shell of Tony’s ear with every word.

Tony snorts, squirming slightly at the way Steve’s breath tickles his ear.

“Shut up,” he says with feigned annoyance, and when Steve’s body starts shaking with laughter, Tony laughs along with him. 

#Stony #Stevetony #Fanfic #Fluff #Literally all the fluff #Tony behaves like a lil cat when he's sleepy #Honestly this is the softest fic ever #Go read it i

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emh stony

#Softtt #Stony #Stevetony #Fanart #Emh

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I want to thank all the people that worked on the Avengers game cause y'all said, you know what the world needs? A hug between a shirtless Steve and an armored Tony. Blessed.

#i'm dying lmao #i wanna play this but i also don't #honestly i'm just here for the stony #which is A Lot #i love #stony #stevetony #games #marvel's avengers #this entire scene rip #they're married

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Missed me?

do not repost

#holy shittt #stony #stevetony #amazing #fanart

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let’s switch it up and have needy!steve for a change!

OR IS HE REALLY?

#lol #i love this so much #stony #stevetony #fanart

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Soulmate Reclist

Another reclist for the SteveTony Games! Square is:FREE SPACE Bonuses: 3 different types of fanworks, works not on ao3, works with less than 50 kudos, work with less than 5 comments and SOULMATES.

Gosh, one of my favorite prompts! I tried to include as many variations as I could. Steve & Tony | We Meet In Dreams **Soulmate AU** - ann2who A gorgeous video! So carefully edited to include soulmate timers, and a beatiful soundtrack over the clips. Towards the Crimson Dawn - ArtemisDiana My absolute FAVORITE soulmate fic. Tony can see the red strings that connect soulmates together. Thumb, Index and Pinky Extended - Eudoxia Another incredibly gorgeous take on Soulmates - First words! But what happens when Tony is injured in the car crash that killed his parents and is mute? Seeing in Color - Cathalinaheart A fic from our dear event mod Cat! Seeing color for the first time when you meet your soulmate. This evokes so much emotion so easily and in 300 words, how is that even possible? Like Sunlight - sara_holmes Finding your soulmate by first touch! This fic has such a great take on the trope, where your soulmate is a presence you feel in your chest. Angsty and fluffy and will hit you in the feels. 1-900 - SOULMATE - SailorChibi Finding your mate by hearing their voice for the first time. Steve is a sex phone line worker, and Tony? He’s lonely. Fanart by Hello-Shellhead I don’t know if this counts, but they tell a story about tradition of collecting flowers and putting them under your pillow and you’ll dream of your soulmate. It’s gorgeous and sweet. Art for Transmission - capsdinosaur A hauntingly gorgeous piece featuring the red string/ribbon soulmate trope.

#YESS ALL THE SOULMATES #go read and watch and see these #i love #stony #stevetony #soulmates #reclist #stevetonygames

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STEVE, THAT’S NOT HOW YOU FOREPLAY!

Angst fill for the @stevetonygames !

Earth’s Mightiest Heroes, poor Clint and Hulk. Poor TONY.

#hahah nooo #oh steve #you dumb #stony #stevetony #fanart #stevetonygames

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Man, Possession

A Steve Rogers/Tony Stark and Victor von Doom/Tony Stark ficlet for @stevetonygames prompt Wedding Rings, for Team Angst. 

Warning for bad decisions sex with someone other than Steve, obviously :P and for sadness all around. 

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To take possession of a man means to render him mute to all other influence, Victor thinks. The man should be docile, willing to be molded, shaped in Victor’s image. As he looks upon Tony Stark in his bed, absent behind the eyes, Victor knows there are different kinds of helplessness, and that this kind is completely unaffected by his presence or lack thereof. 

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#YOU CANNOT BELIEVE THE HUGE SHARP INTAKE OF BREATH I MADE WHEN I SAW THIS #CAKE #W H A T IS THIS #OH MY ENTIRE GOD #THANK YOU FOR THE FOOD YOU GODDESS #WTF!!!!!!! #I LOVE THIS!!!! #stony #doomtony #fanfic #THANK YOU CAKE #I LOVE YOU #stevetonygames

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If You Were Mine (Steve/Tony)

(Ults, genderswap, Toni/Steph, explicit, BDSM, Dom Tony, Sub Steve)

#well thanks satan #now i need at least another 10k of this #of the sequel of this where steph gets her head out her ass and she just gives in #rip #i love this so much #stony #stevetony #femslash #stevetonygames

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He drinks and he drinks and he drinks and he drinks but it doesn’t help.

Does it count as alcoholism if you can’t get drunk?

Does it still count if you just do it because you need to feel something else than empty for just a little while, just a minute?

Does it still count if your body doesn’t need it? If it’s only your mind that craves that next drink, the next burn, the next fix?

He should ask Tony about it. Tony would know.

Tony would laugh at him. Look at you, he’d say. Look at you, telling me to stop drinking while you’re doing the exact same thing.

#i swear this little snippet just makes me crave more #why #it's so interesting i need to know more pleas #e #stony #stevetony #stevetonygames

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Like Coconut and Honey

Fluff Fill for the SteveTony Games Square: Dubcon/noncon Bonuses: Omg they were roommates, I remember, praise kink, aftercare Warnings: A/B/O, and the inherent dubcon that comes with heat. Steve was putting the finishing touches on his new painting, fine final details took all of his concentration, and with his favorite playlist going, he was in the zone. It wasn’t until he saw movement out of the corner of his eye that he realized his roommate Tony had been trying to get his attention. Everything hit him all at once. Tony’s flushed face, covered in sheen of sweat. The way he hunched in on himself, like he was having some discomfort. His normal omega scent dialed up to eleven with an overarching sweetness that even Steve’s beta nose could detect. Like coconut and honey.  His heat had come early. 

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#this was so soft tho #i'm soft #this is soft #everything is soft #i love it #stony #stevetony #fanfic #stevetonygames

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niceties (not mine)

ANGST FILL for @stevetonygames + Bingo Prompt: “Only One Bed” + Warnings: Dub-Con/Non-Con

“Here’s where you’ll be staying.” Steve drops on the bed and pats the pillows. “Come on, Tony. You must be tired.”

“Please, let me go,” Tony grits out, backing up against the wall. He twists the chains on his wrists, but it’s no use. He has tried removing them the last few hours but to no avail. Stripped naked without his suit, reactor, or nano bots, Tony falls to the floor, helpless and full of rage. “I’m not going to ask again.”

Steve – no, this isn’t Tony’s Steve – leans back on the lush bed and tilts his head. “I’m just trying to take care of you, sweetheart.”

“By holding me captive?” Tony slaps the back of his head against the wall, furious. He’s spent the last day trying to get information from this man who looks exactly like Steve. “You’re not Steve. Not the Steve I know.”

“It is me, Tony.” Steve moves off the bed and squats in front of Tony. He cups Tony’s jaw, tilts it up, and presses a kiss on Tony’s forehead.

“Fuck you.” Tony shakes him off and the bastard just laughs. “You’re not him.”

“It’s me, sweetheart.” Steve grabs a strand of his hair, twists it around his fingers, and tugs. “I lost you, but it won’t happen again.”

Tony shakes his head in disbelief. He doesn’t trust this man, even though he wears Steve’s face. “No. You’re not him.”

Steve smiles, amused. He pulls Tony’s bare body to his chest, lifts him up, and settles him on the bed. “Go to sleep, Shellhead.”

Steve strips off his uniform, black and bloody, and puts his large hands on Tony’s flesh. He runs a hand over Tony’s spine and kisses his neck. “I missed you so much.”

“Shut up, don’t fucking say that to me. You’re not Steve.”

Tony looks around the room. It’s the same replica of one he’s shared with Steve. But Tony sees the lie. His Steve was never this nice to him.

#Hhhhhh what #Omg I need to know more #I need more jxbfkd ahhhh #Stony #Stevetony #Fanfic #Stevetonygames #Dubcon