#ironstrange drabble

[starkstrangesorcerer]

alpha!Stephen, omega!Tony and their son, Peter, spending time on their ranch together out in Nebraska ______________________ _______________________

Stephen had his hand resting on the fence as he watched Peter chase after the horses. Tony, the ever-present omega, leaned against Stephen’s side, watching their son with a soft smile.

“It’s peaceful here,” Tony murmured, the sun setting behind the barn, casting a golden glow.

Stephen grinned, kissing the top of Tony’s head. “Best place to be.”

Peter ran back, his cheeks flushed with excitement. “Look, Dad! I can ride without holding on!”

Tony laughed, “Just don’t get too cocky, kid.”

Stephens soft chuckle joined Tony’s laughter.

[airas-story]

Morgan dragging Stephen into playing doctor with her and Tony into playing patient

Stephen stared bemusedly at the stethoscope Morgan had handed him. The surprisingly nice stethoscope. He expected most kids had toy stethoscopes; this was not just a real stethoscope, this was a Littman. Those weren’t cheap.

“You want me to… play doctor.” He tried not to laugh. “I am well qualified for the job.”

Morgan nodded. “You’re the doc,” she said, the tone exactly like her dad.

“All right,” he agreed. “How is my patient doing today?” He observed her. “You’re looking in fine health.”

Morgan glared. “I’m not your patient,” she said. “I’m the nurse.”

Stephen blinked, surprised. “Oh. I see. Where’s my patient, then?”

“I set him up with an IV! he’s waiting for you!”

Terror hit him. Had Morgan stuck someone with a needle!? Had someone let her? She was six!

“Come on,” Morgan said brightly, skipping away.

Stephen followed Morgan down the hallway, unsurprised when he they entered Tony’s bedroom to find Tony laying in bed, sucking on a lollipop, and working on his tablet.

Tony looked up as Stephen walked in. His expression turned serious. “Thank god you’re here,” he said. He gestured at where he was laying in bed. “I’m gravely ill.” He paused. “Clearly.”

[infiniteeight8]

One of them as a merman. Use that however you like!

I decided to start this round with a quick, fun one. 😀 I could have gone for a reveal, but ultimately I decided I didn’t want to write shock and fear and explanations, I just wanted to enjoy the Mer-May of it all!

-

Every single one of Tony’s living spaces comes with an absolutely massive salt water pool. The press consider it a rich man’s eccentricity. The Tower even has one that takes up two full floors. Stephen is the only person, Pepper and Rhodey included, who knows the truth: 

The pool is a necessity, for a merman.

Laying face down on an inflatable pool float, Stephen rests his chin on his folded arms and peers into the depths of the pool, watching Tony swim complicated patterns. His crimson tail moves powerfully, driving him through the water faster than any swimmer. Between his arms and fins, he corners on a dime, rolling and flashing golden belly scales up at Stephen. He’s beautiful. Seeing him in the water, it’s no wonder Tony took so quickly to flying; he was already used to thinking three dimensionally. 

Stephen can’t help but be grateful that the tech Tony loves is so much easier to develop on land. Without something like that, why would anyone trap themselves in a two dimensional world?

Tony surfaces and splashes Stephen deliberately. “Come swim with me,” he demands, grinning. Red scales decorate his cheekbones and trail down his neck, protecting his gills. They’re highlighted in gold, too. Despite his demand, he’s careful to keep the red and gold spines on his arms from puncturing the float.

“You mean get towed along behind you,” Stephen says, but he rolls off the float all the same. The water is cold: the pool is designed to mimic the ocean, after all.

Tony laughs. “I’ll tow you with me, not behind,” he teases.

One of these days, Stephen thinks as Tony shoots off again, Stephen held close against his chest, he’ll fine a way to keep up in the pool. The Sanctum library offers promising options.

[hayanwulf]

Maybe supreme family having a their first game night.

Stephen stared at the scene in front of him.

Tony and the kids were gathered on the table with Morgan in his lap. At the center of the table sat a Monopoly map. Some D&D dice were scattered on one side, alongwith a neatly placed stack of ...Uno cards?

All in all, it was a monstrosity.

Morgan rolled the dice for Tony, whose shoulders immediately slumped when he realized where he’d landed in the Monopoly map. Peter whooped, pumping his fist in the air. “Ha! Pay up.”

Tony narrowed his eyes at Peter, then a smirk slowly grew in his lips as he produced the hidden stash of Uno cards he owned, and threw a card down at the table. It was a +2 card. “Double and give it to the next kid.”

The next kid in question was Harley. He didn’t even look up from where he was reading something on his phone, and threw down an Uno reverse card. Tony’s jaw slacked.

Stephen was pretty sure that wasn’t even how Uno worked.

“What on Vishanti’s name are you all playing?” He asked, drawing the room’s attention.

“We call it The Convergence of Games!” America answered. “It’s a mix of D&D, Uno, and Monopoly.”

Stephen stared at them like they had spontaneously turned into potted plants. “Why!?”

Tony snorted. “Cuz no one could agree on what to play.” He passed Monopoly cash towards Peter.

“So you just.. decided to mix them all?”

“Why not?” Peter shrugged, picking new cards from the stack of Uno on the table and holding it out towards Stephen’s direction. “Wanna join? It’s fun!”

“He won’t,” Tony said, his eyes trained on Stephen, challenge sparkling there. “He’s a wuss.”

Well then.

Stephen took the offered cards and sat down. “What are the rules?”

[darkkitty1208]

ironstrange + crack + magical mishap and bonus points if wong is involved?

Sorry it took a while to get back to you, Nonny!

I recently got into a bit of a writing funk so I thought knocking down (older) prompts with ficlets/drabbles might shake me out of it. So have this quick double drabble.

~

"Uh, Stephen? Why is there a frog on your desk?"

The look Stephen has on his face could only be described as petrified.

"It's Wong.” He swallows thickly.

"What?"

"It's Wong. He's gonna go straight for my crown jewels when he turns back, Tony. He's going to leave me destitute."

Tony eyes the frog, then Stephen, then his soon-to-be-obliterated crown jewels. "At least he's not going for your ass, right? I can work with that."

That earns him a weak grumble.

"Hey, it's fine. We'll figure this out." He notices an open book on the table. Beside it is one of the peculiar-looking trinkets the Sanctum seems to be in plentiful supply of, and he picks that up. "This is what turned him into a frog right?" He gives it a good shake, then moves to put it aside. "We'll start by putting it awa—"

Ribbit.

Tony's head turns at neck-breaking speed to where Stephen stood. In his place sits an innocuous frog. Despite that, the look in its eyes when they flick up to meet Tony's is murderous.

...Tony gets the sense that he might be left destitute soon, too. For now all he can say is—

"Oh, shit." 

[itsagentromanoff]

We're All Team Tony

“Ya know, it’s really creepy that cape of yours cuddles with Tony,�� Bucky huffed at Strange.

“Cloak,” the doctor corrected, smirking as he watched his cloak glare at Steve who tried to cozy up on the couch next to the genius, “You’re just jealous that Tony likes me better than you and Rogers.”

The ex-assassin scoffed at that, “Ain’t nothin’ to be jealous of.”

“Beep beep! Outta my way,” Quill interjected, bumping his way pass the other two, “Here ya go StarDust.”

“Aw, thank you Peter,” the genuis smiled, sipping the hot coffee in his hand, humming “Just the way I like it hot.”

Not to be out done by the half-alien, “Do you need me to get you anything, Tony?“

“Unless it’s to allow me back into my lab, no Cap,” Tony gave him a hopeful smile.

It nearly broke the super soldier’s heart when he shook his head at the engineer’s request.

“You know I can’t allow that Tony,” the blonde regretfully told him, “You heard what your doctor and Banner said and you sure as heck know what Miss Pott’s would say if she knew you were trying to sneak off to work.“

Tony pouted at that, frustrated that he’d sidelined by Loki and some Doom bots.

“Hey doll, wanna take a look at my arm?” Bucky called out, purposely bumping the Sorcerer Supreme but paused. Did the cloak just hiss at him?

Just as Bucky was about to take the free spot beside Tony, boxing him in between himself and his best pal, T'challa swooped in.

“Here are the plans that you asked for, Anthony,” the young King offered passing the StarkPad to the brunet, “Shuri asked that you contact her as soon you are able to.”

“Thank her for me.” Tony snorted looking through the tablet, “Is this you?”

Tony turned the screen to the King, Bucky peered over his shoulder watching the younger man’s face morph to humiliation.

The ex assassin caught his friend’s eyes having a silent conversation while the young King grumbled about double checking his sister’s surveillance again.

“Aw, Your Pantherness was this your first time with this tech?” Quill teased, winking at Tony who rolled his eyes at the other man.

The dark man glared at him, “No,” he gritted out, he have to have another word with his younger sister, “It was merely a training accident.”

“Oh sure,” Strange commented from his spot in the living room, “What with you being new to the superhero world it must happen all the time.”

The engineer raised an eyebrow at that. Was it him or was there hostility within the group? Trying to diffuse the situation, “So what’s everybody’s plans for dinner?“

Cue four men shoving each other out of the way to head towards the kitchen, while Strange whirls a golden portal turns and winks at Tony before entering it.

[popcorn-plots]

"Master Wong is cheating on you."

Stephen looked up to see America staring at him with wide eyes. Stephen blinked. "What?"

"Master Wong... he's cheating on you."

"And... how did you... come up with that?" Stephen asked, pressing his bookmark into the pages. He closed the book and set it down as America swallowed.

"I saw him and Master Stark kissing. Yesterday. And two days ago, you were kissing Master Wong." America whispered.

It took Stephen a second to realize what was happening. America nearly jumped out of her skin when Stephen burst out laughing.

"Cheating? Nah." Stephen finally choked out. America's eyebrows furrowed as Stephen wiped away a tear.

"Then what..."

"Alright, America. Me and Master Wong are married, yes?"

"Uh... yeah."

"Well... I am also engaged to Master Stark."

"Huh?" America tilted her head. "How does that work?"

Stephen chuckled. "Well. I love Wong. I also love Tony. I love both of them, so I decided to marry both of them."

"Then why did Master Wong kiss Master Stark?"

"Because Master Wong and Master Stark love each other. And they both love me. Does that make sense?"

America frowned. "I... guess so. But isn't that cheating?"

Stephen hummed. "No. Not in this case. You see, cheating is what happens when someone... breaks the rules. If I was only married to Master Wong and then I kissed Master Stark without telling Master Wong, then I would be cheating." America still looked kind of confused. "Its like... playing a game and not following the rules."

America nodded. "Then... Master Wong knows you kiss Master Stark?"

"Yes. Me, Wong, and Master Stark have a polyamourous relationships. It's when someone has more than one romantic partner at the same time, but everyone knows about it and agrees."

"So... you and Master Wong and Master Stark..."

"Agreed on the rules before we started playing a game. So everyone knows what's going on." Stephen explained.

America folded her arms. "That makes sense."

"Good. Do you have any more questions?"

"I.. I don't think so."

Stephen smiled and picked up his book. "Good. If you do have any questions, you can always ask me."

"Okay. Thank you, Master Strange!"

"Of course. Goodbye, America." Stephen smiled, waving back as America giddily ran out of his office.

[glass-strawberries]

ironstrange - stephen is hallucinating sort of triple drabble

[ao3feed-peterstiles]

stiles breaks peter out of eichen house

Read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/62788837 by infiniteeight Tossing my prompt request out to the wind for Steter : Stiles breaks Peter out of Eichen house - kymera219 Words: , Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Series: Part 362 of IronStrange Ficlets Fandoms: Teen Wolf (TV) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: M/M Characters: Peter Hales, Stiles Stilinski Relationships: Peter Hale/Stiles Stilinski Additional Tags: Originally Posted on Tumblr, Triple Drabble, Eichen | Echo House (Teen Wolf) Read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/62788837

[tonybicyclestark]

iron man 2? (super excited to follow this im a sucker for canon rewrite ironstrange)

hello! sorry it's taken me a long time to get back to you! Thank you for the interest and I too love canon rewrites. That's how this universe started, I just thought what WOULD happen if they'd met earlier and I just... ended up with a LOT of thoughts. Anyway! Iron Man 2 is one of my FAVS and I actually answered a bit about that in this other ask here: Ironstrange Wedding

I'll just list out the main plot points of that time period and let me know if you'd like more info on anything specific. 1. Tony and Stephen get engaged after Iron Man 1 2. Tony starts feeling the effects of the pallaidum poisoning, pulling away. 3. Stephen goes back to work at Metro General 4. Tony starts planning the EXPO 5. Tony flakes on Stephen & wedding prep 6. Stephen gets annoyed, worried, irritated and scared (not in that order specifically) - Rhodey, Steph, Happ & Pep try to hold intervention (doesn't work) 7. Natalie Rushman :) 8. Stephen is still stuck mostly in NYC, Tony was supposed to come but he's avoiding Stephie staying in Malibu. 9. Monaco. 10. Stephen comes back, Tony's disastrous birthday party 11. Stephen stops the disaster, finds out about the whole dying thing - things happen 12. SHIELD being a prick, new elements, Hammer Drones yknow the drill 13. Happy Ending Mostly things stay the same, except that Stephen being there means that he doesn't let Tony's actions & pulling away tactics slide - he's more skeptical & observant of Natalie and thus SHIELD. But of course there's also the added angst of Stephen trying to plan a wedding while Tony tries to delay it as much as possible, leading to a rift. Hope this makes up for the long wait to this reply. Let me know if you want anything in specific and I'll try to write a drabble/short snippet for the scene hehehe.

[ao3feed-drstrange]

stephen spanking tony

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/qYbinml by infiniteeight ironstrange smut : 'Pretty sure I deserve a spanking' with bottom!Tony please !! (maybe ends with aftercare and Dom/sub?) Words: 300, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Series: Part 402 of IronStrange Ficlets Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: M/M Characters: Tony Stark, Stephen Strange Relationships: Tony Stark/Stephen Strange Additional Tags: Originally Posted on Tumblr, Triple Drabble, Spanking, Dom/sub read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/qYbinml

[starkstrangesorcerer]

Additional Tags: Dom Stephen Strange, Sub Tony Stark, Sexual Overstimulation, Verbal Degradation, Drabble

Breaking Point

Smut under the cut

Stephen’s grip on Tony’s hips tightened, fingers digging into soft flesh as he pulled Tony back against him with every sharp thrust. The wet sound of their bodies meeting, the heat between them, is all-consuming.

Tony’s mind a muddled haze of sensation, overwhelmed by the rough pace, his body weak and trembling beneath Stephen’s firm control.

“Look at you,” Stephen murmurs, his voice dark and thick with pleasure. “Falling apart just from me fucking you.”

Tony can barely form words, his mouth opening in desperate gasps as Stephen pushes him closer to his breaking point. The overstimulation is maddening, a fire coursing through his veins as Stephen continues to take him without mercy. His legs felt like jelly, and every shift of Stephen’s hips and slide of his cock makes him crumble further, tears in his eyes.

“Such a filthy little slut, aren’t you?” Stephen growls, his voice a mocking caress against Tony’s ear. “Can’t even stay quiet, just a cock-dumb whore.”

Tony’s babbling becomes more incoherent, a mixture of broken pleas and nonsensical sounds, his back arching as he tried to make out words but only turned into nonsense.

[airas-story]

Tony freaking out about the fact that while Stephen could always help him out with his fights, he couldn't just travel dimensions and help Stephen with his ?

Tony froze as he entered his lab. Stephen sat on the lab couch, clearly waiting for him. Why the hell hadn’t FRIDAY warned him? What would it say about him if he ran away from his own lab?

Stephen clearly picked up on his hesitation. “Seriously?” Stephen asked. He stood, crossing his arms over his chest, frown on his face. “You’re going to run away? Again.”

“I’m not running away,” Tony lied. He stepped into the lab. “What are you doing here?” He tried to sound nonchalant. 

Stephen hesitated, then slumped. “I… I came to apologize. I thought…” He shook his head. “I shouldn’t have kissed you the way I did.” Tony’s heart flipped traitorously in his chest. “I thought we were on the same page. I shouldn’t have assumed.”

“It’s not…” Tony clenched his fist, tried to think of the right words. “I… I wanted you to kiss me.” God, had he wanted that kiss. But… He hadn’t been able to let it continue. “You deserve an equal partner,” he rushed out. “I can’t… I can’t be that for you.” He shifted uneasily. “I can’t…” He looked away. “You can be there. You can help me fight my fights. But I… I can’t.” 

Stephen didn’t respond immediately. Tony shifted uncomfortably, glancing anxiously in Stephen’s direction.

“That’s… You ran away because you can’t fight dimensional monsters with me?” Stephen asked. “That’s… That’s the problem?”

Tony glared. “You’re making it sound like that’s ridiculous. It’s—”

“It is,” Stephen interrupted. “Tony. Yes, I fight battles you can’t join. But…” Stephen paused. “That doesn’t make you a lesser partner.”

“How does it not—”

“Tony!” Stephen interrupted. “It doesn’t matter to me if you fight every fight with me. Not when…Tony… What I want is to be able to come home to you.”

[infiniteeight8]

Stephen gets a nosebleed and Tony panics

Tony watches as Stephen descends from the sky, having finished the battle in one explosion of power. Sometimes, Tony thinks wryly, the Avengers feel a little bit like Stephen’s back up dancers. If he came out for every fight, maybe they would be. But then, if he came out for every fight, he’d burn out fast.

“Nice work, Doc,” Tony says. 

“Thank you,” Stephen replies absently, drawing his fingers away from his nose.

They’re painted red.

Tony’s heart leaps. He retracts the helmet and gauntlet and reaches out to catch Stephen’s wrist. “What’s this?” Blood is running down onto Stephen’s top lip.

“It’s nothing, just a nosebleed.”

“You just lit up like a supernova and now you’re bleeding from the head,” Tony shoots back. Fuck, he is not losing Stephen. “That’s not nothing. Do you need a hospital?” FRIDAY throws up a list of those available. “You shouldn’t portal, we can get to—”

“Tony,” Stephen interrupts. “I do not need a hospital. The air is dry, that’s all.”

“How do you know?” Tony asks. “We should make sure.”

“I know because I had it before ever casting that spell,” Stephen says gently. He twists the wrist Tony is holding so that he can clasp their hands. “I’m fine.”

“Dry air,” Tony repeats. Adrenaline is still making his heart pound.

Stephen nods. “I’ve always been prone to nosebleeds in the winter.”

“Right.” Tony takes a breath and releases his hand, nodding at Stephen’s increasingly gory upper lip. It’s dripping down his chin. “Maybe, uh, clean that up.”

Stephen retrieves a handkerchief from somewhere within his robe and mops at his face. “Come back to the Sanctum with me,” he says, a little muffled. “I’ll show you how I usually handle them.”

He’s indulging Tony. Tony finds he doesn’t care. “Sure thing.”

[hayanwulf]

Helloo! Maybe Stephen teasing Tony for being short? (Ironstrange?)

Rosemary. Tony needed rosemary.

He moved to the cupboard sitting on the opposite kitchen counter and opened it. Three shelves lined with various boxes of ingredients peeked back at him.

Tony’s shoulders fell a little when he realized the jar was on the top shelf.

Letting out a huff, he rose up on his tiptoes and stretched his hand out to grab for the damn thing, falling short of just an inch.. ugh!

Then there was a warm, familiar weight behind his body. Slender, scarred fingers reached up next to his own arm, extending far beyond his reach, and easily grabbed ahold of the rosemary jar, bringing it down.

Tony turned, shooting Stephen a petulant look, who only smirked back at him, holding out the jar like some kind of peace offering.

“However would you manage without me?”

Tony snatched the jar off his hand and pinched his arm through the thin fabric of Tony’s own T-shirt that he wore, making him bark out a cry. “No dinner for you,” Tony declared as he moved back to his incomplete sauce sitting on the other side.

“For helping you?” Stephen asked, mock affronted.

“For patronizing me,” Tony quipped, hiding a smile.

[darkkitty1208]

☕☀️🥰

fanfic drabble emoji game: the comeback

Stephen watches the street outside his kitchen window, slowly stirring the spoon in his teacup. He hears soft footsteps approaching him from behind, and can't help a small smile.

He hears a whine as Tony wraps his arms around his waist, hooking his chin over Stephen’s shoulder.

“You left me,” he mumbles, yawning. Stephen chuckles, placing his cup on the counter and turning around to face him. 

He notices Tony wearing a certain Columbia hoodie. 

“And you stole my hoodie,” he accuses, lips tilted upwards despitefully. 

“Found it in your closet. Mine now.”

Stephen shakes his head, but laughs fondly.