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meidui · 1 day
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AGE OF ULTRON (2015)
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Tony Stark & Steve Rogers in Avengers Assemble 2.07 The Age of Tony Stark
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aurumacadicus · 2 days
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82 for a number
"Tony," Steve sighed, trudging after Tony as he stormed into their bedroom.
"I don't want to talk to you, traitor," Tony snapped, stomping over to the bed. He knelt down to grab out one of his suitcases, then stood again, throwing it onto the bed with jerky movements.
Steve crossed his arms over his chest with another sigh. When Tony ignored him, he leaned his shoulder against the doorway and watched as Tony stalked over to the dresser like a cat with wounded pride. "Would you feel better if I apologized?"
"No," Tony answered immediately. He opened a drawer seemingly at random and began pulling out handfuls of clothing. "It was my fault for thinking that you might care."
"Okay," Steve muttered to himself, standing up straight again. He moved into the room carefully as Tony walked over to stuff his handfuls into the suitcase, because Tony could simply turn and fling it all at him. Luckily, Tony seemed too consumed by his offense to notice. He pulled out the wads of clothes as Tony swiveled to go grab something else, turning to walk over to the dresser and put it back in the drawer.
"I just can't believe!" Tony exclaimed, grabbing shirts from hangers at random. He turned to stomp back over to the suitcase and fling them in. "Loki cursed me and you don't even care!"
"Of course I care," Steve sighed, walking back to the suitcase to take the shirts back out. He raised an eyebrow when he found most of them were his, then shrugged, turning to walk over to the closet. He considered hanging everything up again, then shrugged, shoving it on a shelf at random. "We all care, Tony."
"Not enough!" Tony barked, moving back toward the dresser. He opened a different drawer and grabbed just as blindly as he had before. "No one cares that I'm benched, that I have morning sickness, that I--"
"We all care, Tony," Steve repeated sternly.
"The male body was not meant for carrying a baby!" Tony exclaimed, flinging his handfuls into the suitcase. He let out a snarl when Steve came and grabbed the clothes back out. "I am not overreacting!"
Steve did not allow a sigh that time. "I didn't say you were," he answered carefully.
"I'm allowed to be upset!" Tony snapped. "Everything hurts and I'm scared and doctors keep poking me!"
Steve turned to face him, leaning back against the dresser and crossing his arms over his chest again. "I never said you weren't allowed to be upset, either. I know this sucks for you, Tony. I'm the one who rubs your aching feet and back. I'm the one who holds you when you're overwhelmed. And I'm the one who yells at the doctors when they get too interested in poking you. I don't like it when you're upset, sweetheart. What caused this? What can I do to help?"
Tony looked uncertain for a moment. "...Clint ate my last green jello," he finally said, and his face began to crumple. "And now he's going to feel bad. But I don't want him to feel bad. I just want my jello."
"Sweetheart," Steve sighed, rushing toward him to pull him into his arms as Tony began to sniffle. "It's okay. It's fine."
"I hate feeling like this," Tony whimpered into his chest. "It isn't fair."
Steve buried his face in Tony's hair and sighed again, feeling helpless. "Yeah, I know. It isn't fair. Loki was an asshole and you're the one having to suffer for it. I'm sorry."
"Don't tell Clint," Tony whispered.
"I won't," Steve promised, rubbing his hand up and down Tony's back. Once Tony's breath had settled, he leaned back a little, raising an eyebrow. "Where were you going to go, anyway?"
Tony blinked back at him for a moment, considering. Finally, he answered with a simple, "Away."
"Of course," Steve huffed, and while it was a struggle not to roll his eyes, he managed it. The last time he'd rolled his eyes while Tony had still felt vulnerable, Tony had sicced Happy on him in a fit of rage, and Steve had unfortunately learned that Happy carried a special Superhero Specific Taser and he was always one hundred percent on Tony's side. "Well. Let's get this suitcase put away, and JARVIS can order some more green jello, and--"
"And peanuts," Tony added.
"And peanuts," Steve agreed. "And I'll rub your feet until it arrives. Okay? I'm here to help you solve your problems."
"Kill Loki," Tony said. "It would solve a lot of problems."
Steve huffed, face going sour. "I've tried. Thor won't let me."
Tony jerked his head back to stare up at him, shocked. Finally, though, a slightly hysterical laugh tore out of his throat, and Steve leaned down to press a kiss to his smiling mouth before he could somehow find a way to be sad again.
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I am literally obsessed with Dom!Steve omggggg
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others-degree-force · 14 hours
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myst1calx · 1 day
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❤️ this is the avengers assemble uni :) pls dont repost my art without credit, thank you ^_^
original twitter post dated march 24th 2024
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lekhajhoka · 10 months
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it's just me and my gay fanfics against the world
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fandomlockedfan · 1 year
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sharlinefreire · 4 months
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sometimes what you need to get out of a deep depression is to start shipping a fictional couple that encourages you to read fanfiction until 3 am.
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soreddieforit · 4 months
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and what about it?
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pyromiz · 4 months
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When two characters who don't have a happy ending because one (or both) of them die, gets fanart and fanfic of them growing old together.
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existential-queeer · 1 month
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Listen, I'm not the type to look for homoeroticism in every single male duo in media. Not everyone swings that way.
But those two?
I smell the fruitiest of fruit, your honor.
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wingheadshellhead · 2 days
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steve giving one of his classic heat of the battle motivational speeches and tony internalising what he's saying and thinking of everyone he's ever loved. the heart and soul of the avengers.
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aurumacadicus · 2 days
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7 for the ficlets 💜
Steve saw Natasha's hand reaching for him and turned so his back was to her with a growl.
"Steve," Tony sighed in his arms. He sounded tired. "You're drunk."
"Am not," Steve said. It only slurred off his tongue a little. He adjusted his arms around Tony and settled him more firmly in his lap. "Not possible."
"You and Thor have been knocking back Asgardian mead for two hours," Tony said, tipping his head back to frown sternly at him.
Steve did not like when Tony frowned sternly at him. He leaned down to pepper his face with kisses, because Tony never frowned when he did that.
"Steve, maybe wait until you get back to your room?" Bruce tried kindly. "Tony, could you maybe--"
Steve growled and turned again. "Go 'way."
"Steve, you can't get jealous just because one of our other friends is talking to me," Tony chided, frowning at him again.
"I'm not jealous," Steve said. He noticed a hand reaching from around him and snarled, turning to snap at it with his teeth.
Natasha grabbed his face tightly, and he whimpered as she glared down at him. "Did you just try and bite me?"
Steve took a moment to think about it. He was in a very precarious position, probably. She could snap his neck. But! He had a stronger neck than she was used to. Maybe it would be fine. "Nnno," he answered slowly. Just because it might be fine, he was pretty sure Tony wouldn't like it if he had to watch him be murdered.
"Go to bed, Steve," Natasha told him. There was a threat in her tone maybe? Steve couldn't be sure. Her face was blurry.
"...Only if I can take Tony," he decided.
Tony swiveled his head to glare at him. "Of course I'm going with you. The novelty of me getting to take care of you is not lost on me."
Steve immediately popped to his feet, swinging Tony up into his arms like a princess. Prince? He stared at Tony's shocked face for a moment, then nodded firmly. Yes.
"What the fuck are you talking about," Tony sighed, exasperated.
Steve wasn't sure he was talking about anything. "I should eat something," he finally decided.
Tony patted his chest, shaking his head fondly. "I can order pizza."
"I think I'll eat you," Steve plowed on, headed toward the elevator, but didn't make it very far before Tony want back to frowning at him sternly. "Vitamin D."
"WHO TAUGHT YOU THAT," Tony bellowed, and Thor yanked Tony from Steve's arms before Tony could thump him soundly about the head.
Steve scowled up at Thor's blurry face. "Give him back." He put up his fists. "Or else. He's mine."
"I hate it here," Tony sighed as Thor passed him over to Natasha so they could start punching each other. "I should just leave them here."
"Maybe we should order that pizza," Natasha said, easing him down onto his feet, as Steve and Thor fended off the sudden broom attack that Clint went at them with.
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A stalker plot for the Stony Dom!verse 👀👀
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If not gay ... THEN WHY EACHOTHER'S NARRATIVE FOIL?🤨 hmmm?? 🤔🤔🤔 WHY THE LIGHT SIDE TO HIS DARK ONE?? WHY CAN'T GO WITHOUT THE CAMERA POINTING AT FACE FOR MILLISECOND WHEN OTHER'S NAME MENTIONED??? why SO MUCH VISIBLE SUBTEXT IN CONTEXT?? 🧐
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