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tell me
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Meeeeee :333
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thortony ko-fi commission for @ironized ! this came out less flirty & more "welcome back" than i intended my bad lol
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Pats all of them 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰
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why is sebastian always 0.2 seconds away from kissing anthony in interviews. like. what is going on there, sir?
+ BONUS
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The problem was, Steve thought, that he still had those old values. People called him old-fashioned or a man of his time and it was true. He liked holding doors open for his dates, and helping them into cars, and walking on the outside of the sidewalk, and paying for their whole meal. He liked the idea of providing for them. And yeah, some people liked receiving this treatment at first, but the shine would wear off, and then they'd get testy.
"It gets a little old," Sharon had finally told him, eyes soft and sympathetic. "Being treated like I'm being protected all the time. I'm perfectly capable of protecting myself, Steve."
Steve hadn't known how to explain that he knew that. He wasn't doing it because he thought she couldn't; he'd been doing it because it was what came naturally to him. (He thought, later, it was because that was what his ma had been looking for after his dad died. Someone she could lay down her load in front of and he would take care of her. He wanted to be the kind of man his ma would have been proud of. But it was different, now, and he was struggling to learn that.)
So when he finally got the courage to ask Tony out, he figured it was just another thing Tony would make fun of him for, at least good-natured. Tony liked teasing the people he cared about, after all, and Steve gave him a lot of ammunition.
"Oh, what a gentleman," Tony said as Steve opened the door of the car he was borrowing for him, and there was the teasing Steve had expected, but there was also something a little sincere. Steve thought Tony might have even blushed a little as he offered him his hand to get inside, too.
It made Steve wonder when the shine would wear off for Tony. When his irritation would show because Steve never let him pay for dinner, or movies, or even for their coffee from the cart at the park. When he'd snap that he wasn't an invalid and could get into cars just fine on his own. When he would remind Steve very sternly that just because he didn't have the suit didn't mean he was helpless, and he could walk on the outside of the sidewalk sometimes. That he'd humored him enough, and Steve needed to get with the times, especially if he wanted to keep up with a man always looking toward the future.
"Steve," Natasha said in surprise when he'd finally admitted it on hour seventeen of being stuck in a cell together, waiting for rescue. "I don't think Tony is ever going to get tired of the way you treat him."
"Yeah?" Steve asked, too tired to keep the hope out of his voice.
Natasha blinked at him, slow and judgmental. "Steve, I don't know if you've noticed, but Tony gets annoyingly giddy when you guys come back from a date. He's used to being taken for everything he has so other people can get a leg up. You never let him do anything that he would have been expected to do for other dates." She narrowed her eyes. "He still blushes when you get him flowers, Steve. Tony can't fake a blush."
"Oh," Steve said, feeling like an idiot, but it didn't stop the grin from spreading across his face. Natasha made him feel like an idiot regularly, so it was mostly par for the course anyway.
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Sorry for being such a slow writer, it's because I [remembers that self-deprecating jokes are harmful to my mental health and make everyone else uncomfortable] was attacked by dark spirits and washed up on the shore of a mysterious island with no recollection of who I was
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if u rearrange the letters in Anthony Edward Stark, u get
we r a tad sad n horny, k? ty
and i think that sums up who we are as tony stans pretty well.
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[ Urge to shove the shard to his heart intensifies ]
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