#lokitony

[defenestrationinc]

found this gem and made it better

[mischief-and-tea-by-the-sea]

Kiss me, son of god (Frostiron)

Title: Kiss me, son of god Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply Category: M/M Fandoms: Iron Man (Movies), The Avengers (Marvel Movies), Marvel Cinematic Universe Relationship: Loki/Tony Stark Characters: Tony Stark, Loki (Marvel) Additional Tags: 5 Sentences Drabble Prompts, 5 Sentence Fiction, 10 Sentence Fiction, More like guidelines, Friends to Lovers, Teammates, After the battle, First Kiss, Teasing, Snark, Sassy, Snarky Tony Stark, Snarky Loki (Marvel), Flirting Language: English Series: Part 28 of 5 Sentence Prompts Published: 2025-05-29 Words: 827 Chapters: 1/1

Summary: The battle is over, but the two heroes left standing are stranded until their back-up retrieves them from the desert. Tony and Loki huddle close and wait, but neither can resist the temptation of sassing at each other. Will their teasing and comforting closeness finally be enough to make the two act on their mutual feelings?

For @chaoticgardenbread

[sanguine-tenshi]

oooo, wait I wrote a soulmate AU list to a friend a few months ago, let me find it

right so:

"symbol representing other person, symbol you share, name, full name, initials, first words, last words, first thought, their current opinion of you, hearing the same song, hearing each others thoughts, feeling each others pain, sharing feelings, same heartbeat, writing on skin transfers, scars transfer, sharing beauty marks, tattoos transfer, all skin marks transfer, first place you touch on each other darkens the skin, the first place you will touch is already darkened, the first time you touch you are stuck together, first time you touch you switch bodies for x amount of time, your souls meld into one so its one soul two bodies leading to a mix of both personalities, seeing only your soulmates eye color, not seeing color until you meet your soulmate"

yeet, just copy pasted the message

there is also: finding the things your soulmate loses, count down to meeting your soulmate, count down to your soulmate's death, seeing every color but your soulmate's eyecolor

edit: Running back in to mention that I also saw color rings appearing on your skin when you meet your soulmates, this one also played around with different colors being for different types of soulmates (romantic, platonic, enemy), sharing a dream space (can play around with how much they remember when they wake up)

Soulmate AU ideas (silly and not)

I have a notebook by my bed so I can scribble things down when I wake up in the middle of the night, and a while ago I apparently woke up and needed to write down ideas for Soulmate AUs. Some of them are silly, some of them are not, only a few make sense, but here you go:

Soulmates are rare, but they share the same fingerprints. This is especially troublesome when one of them is on the wrong side of the law.

There are healing qualities between soulmates. Being close to them can help with the healing process, their touch can relieve pain, etc etc.

When soulmates meet for the first time, they stop aging. Which is unfortunate when they meet young, so certain steps have to be taken to show a person's true age. (They still live out a normal lifespan, after)

When they meet their soulmate, their hair starts growing. Too fast, and too long, and it won't stop until they sleep a night with their hair braided together.

When you are a child, you dream of your soulmate. You see snippets of your soulmate, and what could be your life together. Some people remember these dreams and it helps them identify and recognize their soulmate when they meet, but most forget. Many parents write down or record what their children say about their dreams, to help them find their soulmate later in life.

Some people have special bonds with animals (usually cats), and those animals will only really accept your soulmate. Basically, cats continue to be assholes but when they reluctantly accept someone else in your life, you know you've found your Person.

Soulmates balance each other out. If your soulmate is tired, you can choose to sleep for them. If your soulmate is hungry, you can choose to eat for them. If they're in pain, you can carry some of it for them, etc etc.

You start to hear/see snippets of your soulmate's thoughts the first time you touch. They pop up into your brain like intrusive thoughts and are impossible to control at first, but the longer you spend time with your soulmate and get to know them, the less it happens. After some time in a working relationship, you can choose to send thoughts to the other, if they accept them. (Very handy for when you sent someone off to the store and forgot to ask them to buy eggs, too.)

Soulmate bonds can snap, either because of a long distance or from a long time away from each other. A snap is something they can choose to accept, or reject. Either way it can be fatal. The chance for survival increases the younger they are. If they meet again later in life, a bond can be rekindled.

You get headaches/migranes when your soulmate is afraid or their adrenaline levels are high. Nature's way of telling you to get off your feet and do something to help. When your soulmate calms down, your pain disappears at the same speed.

Soulmates share tickles. No, no, listen, this is a good one. When your soulmate is being tickled, you feel those sensations too and can't help but react to them. Even if you're not ticklish beneath your feet, but your soulmate is? You'll still be on the floor, squirming.

Your eyes itch or burn when your soulmate cries. Tears optional, but you always know when they're crying.

There's a growing feeling of unease leading up to your first meeting with your soulmate. The closer you get to them, and the longer you stay in their vincinity, the more your annoyance/unease/pain/cramps increase. It all ends in a whooosh of relief the first time you touch.

Soulmates short out at the first touch. Like, go unconscious. Just, you know, like those fainting goats that go all stiff and fall over? One touch, and they're out like a light. The time they're unconscious depends (and it has not always ended well, depending on the situation). When they wake up, a bond has formed.

This was what my sleep-addled brain decided I had to wake up to write down at like, 3 am. Enjoy.

[frost-iron]

Anyone else notice the ao3feed-lokitony seems to have broken down? The same fics have been showing up on my dash several times a day lately.

Yeah, I noticed that the other day. I'm not sure if I'm able to fix it or at least I haven't found any answers on what is going on. If anyone knows or finds out please pass along the info. My google fu skills aren't turning up much.

[incorrecttonyxeveryonequotes]

Loki: Something’s wrong. Every time I’m near Anthony, my stomach twists, and I have heart palpations. I think he’s trying to poison me.

Thor: No, those are feelings.

Loki: They’re distracting, make them stop.

[just-fandomthings]

Congrats to your 100k hits!! 🙌🎉🎉

As for a prompt, Loki wrapping Tony up in his cloak? 🥺

Thank you!!! I really appreciate it :))

And thank you so much for the prompt!! This is enemies with benefits to lovers with a side of emotional angst, I hope you enjoy 🥰

He found him on the roof. It was an odd place to be, especially when Loki had expected to find him in the workshop, if not there, then in the penthouse.

He was sat on the ledge, his legs dangling over the side of the building as he looked out at the city below. From behind, his posture was a mixture of both slumped in defeat and stiff.

“Stark?” Loki asked carefully, taking care to approach slowly.

“I’m not really in the mood, Loki.” Stark’s voice was plain, but under it, there was a current of exhaustion.

“For company? I am yet to state my reasoning for visiting.”

“I’m guessing it’s the same reason you always come and like I said, I’m not in the mood for it.”

Something in his tone didn’t sit right with Loki. He took the final few steps between them slowly, carefully taking a seat to Stark’s left. “That’s not why I’m here.”

“Yeah, right,” Stark snorted. “Look, I’m really not in the-”

“Mood, yes, so you’ve said. And I say again: that’s not why I am here. May I ask why you are sitting here overlooking the city- on a chilly night I might add- in the middle of the evening? There are warmer spaces to let your mind wander.”

“Me being here is none of your business.”

“Must you be so short with me?” Loki sighed. “I told you-”

“Look, I told you I don’t want to have sex tonight, so will you just go already? Leave me alone.”

“And I told you that is not why I am here; if you’d stop rebuking me for just a moment, you’d know that I am actually here to try to check on you.”

Stark scowled, looking greatly frustrated, but underneath that, there was something else to his expression that Loki couldn’t quite name. “Look, I told you that I— you what?”

Grief. That was the expression on his face that Loki’d been unable to identify. “I saw the final moments of your battle today; it did not appear an easy battle for you,” he said quietly. “So I came here to check on you, and to offer support, if I can.”

Stark went through a range of emotions that Loki couldn’t quite name before he seemed to settle on surprise. Judging by that, he seemed unsure of what to say, so Loki offered carefully: “Do you wish to talk about it?”

A full minute passed in response to his query; most of it was spent with Stark studying him carefully before he finally turned his gaze away. “Not really,” he muttered.

A strong breeze pushed between them and in its aftermath, Stark shuddered forcefully. His expression was miserable; a collection of pain that Loki had never seen from him before.

“Were you significantly injured?” Loki asked, frowning. “I can offer aid, if you need.”

“No, I’m fine.”

Loki watched him carefully, trying to decide his next course of action. “Would you rather I left?” he asked, a touch hesitantly.

Their relationship- if it could be called such- mostly involved banter, a fair amount of bickering, and some of the best sex he’d ever had. Sharing emotions wasn’t his strong suit; he’d long ago learned that when he spoke, very few listened. From that, it was only a natural conclusion that there wasn’t much point in him opening up to someone. He suspected Stark had been taught the same lesson- but that was not something they had ever attempted to speak on before.

Nor was it customary for him to come after a difficult battle to check on Stark’s well-being, which was likely the reason for Stark’s confusion to his presence.

They were both out of their element, it seemed.

Nearly a minute passed.

Stark sighed. “No,” he admitted wearily. “You can stay.”

Loki found himself surprised by the answer; he’d been expecting a demand to leave. And yet, he found himself grateful- but just a touch more concerned than when he’d shown up.

He also found himself unsure of what to say next.

“Fourteen people died today.” Stark’s voice was heavy with a weight that words didn’t seem able to describe. “One of them…she was four.”

A child.

Loki closed his eyes briefly; no child should ever be caught up in battle. In the aftermath of his destruction in New York, once he’d been free from The Other, he’d resolved to himself to keep his “battles” (his mischief, really) far away from children. He’d provide annoyances for the New Yorkers and he’d prove a fun and challenging (and always, superior) foe for the Avengers but never- he’d promised himself- never would a child be caught in the middle of his games.

“She was four, she was just a fucking kid, she shouldn’t have-” Stark cut off, shivering. Loki thought it was just as much a result from grief as it was from the cold. “She was just a kid.”

With no words of comfort to offer, Loki procured his cloak with a wave of his hand and carefully laid it over Stark’s shoulders.

Stark turned to look at him, his eyes red-rimmed and surprised. Loki offered no explanation, and he didn’t ask for one. After a moment, Stark nodded his gratitude silently and adjusted the cloak, so it was more securely wrapped around him.

Loki hid a small, pleased smile; admittedly warmed by Stark’s acceptance of his cloak and all the offer represented.

They sat there in silence for some time before finally, Stark said softly, “Thanks.”

Loki turned to look at him, a touch surprised. “What for?”

“Checking on me. Sitting here with me.” Stark fingered the edges of his cloak with a small, melancholy smile. “For this. You didn’t have to, you know.”

“Of course, I know,” Loki huffed. “I’d hardly spend my time doing something I didn’t want to, now would I?”

Stark’s smile became just a little more genuine at the snarky response.

“I thought,” Loki began after a moment, “that you could use some company. I wasn’t sure I would be welcome, given that the nature of our relationship doesn’t offer extend to...this, but I am glad I could offer some companionship.”

“Our relationship…it doesn’t just have to be sex.” Stark looked hesitant, but still he continued, “This, I don’t know…spending time together, talking…it could become part of our relationship too, if you want?”

“I’d like that,” Loki answered softly, “Tony.”

Tony offered him a tired but pleased smile. “Not ‘Anthony?’” he teased, with a semblance of the energy he usually had.

“You prefer Tony,” Loki said simply.

Tony looked warmed by the consideration. “You want to go in?” he asked, flushing a little. “Not to-”

“I know,” Loki interrupted quickly. “And that’s fine; I would still like to come in anyway.”

Tony grinned, took his hand, and led the way.

End.

Send me a frostiron prompt and receive a drabble as a thank you for 100k!

[naferty]

I'm just here, thinking of Frostiron and how when their relationship gets serious between them, Loki decides it's time.

The look of pure shock on Tony's face when he's first introduced to his future step children. All four of them standing tall and giant and intimidating before him.

His jaw nearly touches the floor as he looks up at the World Serpent. He nearly faints when the Ruler of the Land of the Dead says hi to him. He has to check if his heart is still beating when the Traveler of Realms nudges his arm with a snort and has to have Loki hold him when the Devourer of Worlds barks at him.

This is a hellava way to realize he has to figure out what to get giants for their birthdays and how he was going to take them to Disneyland.

[oopshidaisyy]

Against his better judgment, Tony laughs.

He’s only ever seen Loki when he’s fully put together, six-foot-something of imperious dignity, the traces of his royal upbringing all over him. Right now, his hair’s a tangled wreck and his eyes are only half open. He’s wearing the sullen expression of someone who deeply resents being awoken before noon.

“JARVIS,” Tony says, “I want this on a t-shirt.”

you can read more about Bedhead Loki in this week's chapter of my soulbond lokitony fic

[aquafolie]

I was trying out....stuff with....colors. I guess it gives kind of a retro feeling?

[justsomeoneunordinary]

Dark Fic Recs

@rhodee asked me for some dark fic recs and since this is one of my favorite tropes, I know quite some. I wanna make clear from the beginning that those are dark fics. Means stories with fucked up/morally dubious/voilent content. And not salty “Team Cap was mean to me, so I become evil now” kind of fics. If you’re interested in the latter, I am the wrong person to ask.

Some of them are much darker than the others, but you should read for each one carefully the tags and/or the Author’s Note, since some have special twists in the end that aren’t mentioned in the tags.

Basically: know your limits.

Dark!Tony fics (my personal preference)

Faster, Colder, Sharper by Penned (WinterIron)

Tony is kidnapped by Hydra. When the team gets him back, he has changed far more than they suspect. More than even the surface shows.

Bucky though, he notices it all.  

A de-aged Tony fic with Bucky as a caretaker... of sorts.

Radioactive by Valmasy (WinterIron, Series)

The pain is all-encompassing. It’s all he can think about. It’s all he feels. It’s all he breathes. It’s all he lives. Like a barbed net, its sharpness swallows him whole, over and over and over. Tony’s mind tries to hide, tries to save itself, but the pain finds him even then. It burns away at his resistance until all he is crumbles, until he’s nothing but ash and dust.

Attack dog by salytierra (Stony)

Steve doesn't swim in self-delusion. He knows that he is sick and that his owner is even worse. He is aware of it every time he rips some nameless guy’s throat out and feels the crunch of bones under his fingers. He is aware of it every time the rush of adrenaline at seeing life slip away from a stranger’s eyes hits him and gets him bothered and panting in ways that have nothing to do with physical exhaustion.

But it  feels so good…

His owner’s approach is less personal. His shots fall clean and take out several foes at a time, his figure elegant and so graceful he looks like a god among savages. He is power incarnated, cold and burning like a sun at the same time… and Steve tries not to focus on him when they are fighting together, least his knees go weak and his technique falters. It’s fine though. They will go home afterwards and his owner will fuck him on the hard floor, with most of their gear still on and a vicious grip in his hair.

Anatomy of a Moral Man by ShyOwl (Stony, WIP)

At a young age Tony understood he was not meant to be a hero and the world, he believes, is far better for it. With his rule now set in stone, his life is finally settling down. That is until something was found buried underneath the ice.

Tony may not be a hero but that did not stop him from falling in love with one.

In Restless Dreams by charocalwinter (WinterIron, WIP)

When he discovers what he believes to be the truth about his parents’ recent deaths, a powerful and morally ambiguous Tony Stark sets out to get his revenge on Steve Rogers. How does Bucky Barnes fit into this feud and why isn't anybody giving him a pair of socks?

“It isn’t often that Tony Stark finds himself unsure of anything, but this situation has him doubting his every thought, his every move … with Rogers comes James, and that boy is muddling Tony’s mind.” ~ interrupted excerpt from ch 4.

A Pound of Flesh by jellybeanforest (Stony)

To save Bucky, Steve volunteers to work off his debt to the Carbonell crime family. Unfortunately, he is unsuited for the role of enforcer, unable to beat and murder those in the same position as Bucky. He is brought before the mob boss, Tony Stark, who demands his pound of flesh in the wake of Steve’s failure. But upon seeing the attractive blond, Tony proposes alternative employment, one that won’t require him to harm others: Becoming his kept man.

“This isn’t an offer I make often, so you should be flattered – count yourself lucky, even – that I am extending you this rare opportunity.”

“To be raped repeatedly?”

“To have a second chance to work off your debts after you failed so spectacularly the first time. But I don’t have to. I could just use these knives I’ve brought along, carve up that pretty face of yours like a Thankgiving turkey, which would be a shame, really. Then I suppose I’d have to pay a visit to your little friend. This entire exercise has been a waste of my valuable time… perhaps I’ll take an arm for my trouble,” he muses. “So, tell me, Rogers, is Barnes right- or left-handed?”

It’s an offer Steve can’t refuse.

Take Away (everything I am) by salytierra (WinterIron)

“Everyone I kill deserves to die.”

“True. But try to explain that to Captain Justice and Faith.” He takes a gulp of the scotch right out of the bottle and flops down on Tony’s lap, straddling his hips. “He cares too much. You and I? – We do what needs to be done.”

Tony circles his waist with both arms and pulls him closer, opening his mouth when Barnes offers him the bottle and swallowing the bitter liquid dry.

“Nobody ever believed I was able to care. So why should I?”

“Coming from somebody who is expected and probably should care more but doesn’t really give a fuck? – I’ll drink to that.”

Operant Conditioning by dracusfyre (WinterIron, Series)

In which Tony is HYDRA and Bucky’s handler.

in another country (people die) by pprfaith (FrostIron)

“The world is not your playground, Stark!” Fury yells at him one time, after he maybe brings down a building or two and Tony just laughs because, seriously, yes it is. 

on the bleeding edge by esama (Pepperony, WIP, abandoned (still good tho))

Tony Stark goes back in time and becomes a super villain. 

Almost Perfect by One and Five Nines (Obani) (Stony, Comic)

A powerful enemy invades from an alternate reality, but the only thing he really seems interested in is Steve Rogers

Eventually by One and Five Nines (Obani) (Stony, Comic, WIP)

Tony is godking of the wasteland. Steve is not.

Victim!Tony fics

Deliver Us by romanoff (FrostIron)

Loki comes back for revenge. Tony Stark is his captive.

“Why,” he tries, voice failing “do you want me.” He coughs into the ash.

“A king needs an advisor. A king needs concubines. A conquering king must learn the ways of the natives or risk expulsion,” he wipes blood from the sceptre with the end of his coat “and I’m rather fond of you, I think. Even in the face of death you use your wit, you charm with your tongue. It reminds me of myself, maybe, one or two millennia ago.”

Terms & Conditions by Penned (WinterIron)

Tony Stark is desperate and trusts too easily. Bucky Barnes takes advantage of that.

A mob AU with no powers, featuring a very dark, very off-kilter Bucky.

(reverse) Kidnapping by AngeNoir (WinterIron)

Tony Stark is wallowing. He has a right to - he's just finished the funeral preparations for his parents in New York. He didn't expect them to live forever, but still...

And then he falls asleep from his bender.

And wakes up in a nightmare.

(Is it a nightmare?)

Anything (and Everything) - remix by Penned (WinterIron)

The Soldier will do anything to make Tony happy, with or without his explicit consent.

Heavily inspired by Shi_Toyu's  IronWinter Holiday Exchange fic "Anything." This is a much darker version of that story.

like flowers soaked in monochrome by deathsweetqueen (Stony)

Steve Rogers woke up to a world where everyone he loved and knew had forged on without him. But this world, it's nothing like he's used. It wants something brutal from him, something unforgiving. There are so many compromises to make. There are too many monsters behind kind smiles.

But if it means keeping Tony safe, if it means protecting him, he's willing to do whatever it takes.

He can't be soft.

After all, the weak are meat; the strong do eat.

Sins of Omission by Kiyaar (Stony, WIP (tbh I still haven’t started reading this story, but the tags and summary sound perfect!))

A Post-Civil War, Pre-Secret Invasion AU where Steve is dead, Tony's a mess, and everything sucks.

In which Tony deals poorly with Steve's death, falls off the wagon, sees ghosts, and misses a lot.

Oh, and the Skrulls are about to invade.

That’s it. Read all warnings carefully and enjoy!

[tifftac]

my part of an art trade on instagram for @the.iron.playboy! It was my first art trade and a lot of fun to do, please check out the piece they did for me!

[unfortunatelyevent]

me to @marvel: sir you can't just take him away from me this is my emotional suport tony stark

[nonexistenz]

Drew this for the Frostiron Mini Bang 2020 hosted over on discord

Fic on AO3 by @gold-from-straw 

[trashcanakin]

Made for @tonystarkbingo 🖤💚

Title: N/A

Collaborator Name: Trashcanakin

Card Number: 3031

Link: Here

Square Filled: S3 - Asgard

Ship/Main Pairing: Frostiron

Rating: Gen

Major Tags: Arranged Marriage (so mildly dubious consent?)

Summary: [Moodboard + Prompt] Arranged marriage AU where Canon is made up and the points don't matter. At a young age, Odin and Howard arranged their sons to wed to be the face of the new age and form a treaty between their worlds. When he turned 20, Tony was shipped away to Asgard to stay with Loki and learn of their culture. Or something, idk.

Word Count: N/A

[incorrecttonyxeveryonequotes]

Tony: You have a tendency to overreact.

Loki: [stabs the table] I do not overreact.

[just-fandomthings]

I saw this and then had to look again. And then again. 100,000 hits. That’s crazy. That’s unbelievable. It’s incredible! I’m in awe and I’m honored, and honestly have no idea what to say right now. Thank you to every single person who read this story, left kudos, commented, and supported me throughout this process!!!

100,000 hits. That’s incredible.

I highly doubt I have enough followers for this to get any traction lmao, but to celebrate, please feel free to send in any prompts for frostiron!! I’ll write a little drabble for every prompt I receive!!!