#stony drabble

[hainethehero]

Stony Zombie AU-

Steve and Tony turn into zombies and terrorize the Avengers together until they find a cure for them. Bonus, Tony's suit hasn't turned (obviously) and JARVIS helps Tony keep himself and Steve safe through all of it. For added angst: Tony watched Steve turn first and promised him he'd keep them both safe, because he knew he had JARVIS. It was heartbreaking for them both.

[purpleicedteas]

Andante, Andante

by purpleicedteas

for @stonyauniverse Daily Drabbles & Doodles Challenge AU: Music Prompt: PTSD

Steve Rogers/Tony Stark Rating: T Square: @allcapsbingo - O4: Nuzzling

Tags: No Archive Warnings Apply; Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Nightmares, Tony Stark Sings, Tony Stark Plays Piano, Fluff, Angst and Hurt/Comfort

Summary: When Steve is woken up in the middle of the night by yet another nightmare, he goes downstairs only to find Tony tinkering at the piano, ready to sing him back to sleep.

LINK

[gotlostonmywayhome]

The Only Time

The invitation for another Iron Man Memorial statue arrives in his inbox at 6 AM. Steve has been to more ceremonies honoring his friend in five years since his return than he cares to count, but he attends them all. And at each one, Steve takes a moment to think about the man. 

Not the genius billionaire playboy philanthropist. 

Not Iron Man. 

Just Tony.

Steve thinks about the last night of Tony’s life, how it was the only time Steve told Tony, “I love you,” and how much Steve regrets that he never said it sooner or will ever again.

Moodboard and Drabble Created for: @stevetonygames​ - One Time Thing @cap-ironman​ Bingo - Free Space

Trigger warning (For those who know how to use the blocking system) - Canonical Character Death, Major Character Death, Endgame Compliant

[fohatic]

Tony: "What's the matter— did you forget your unitard? Get with the century, Rogers. Nobody's gonna arrest you if you show some skin, y'know."

Steve: "You're the one making a federal case out of what I'm wearing."

Tony: "My pool party, my rules. At least take your shirt off. The farmer's tan just isn't a good look, no matter how swole you are."

[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.

[polizwrites]

Close Encounters of the Blue-Eyed Kind

This is a fill for today’s @flashfictionfridayofficial prompt [#FFF289 Blinding Gaze] and my brand new Beginnings Bingo (courtesy of @sweetspicybingo) square A2 - First Impression.

Fandom:  MCU/Marvel Pairing: Tony Stark/Steve Rogers  Tags:  Double Drabble, College AU, No Powers AU,  Meet Cute/Meet Ugly  Summary: Tony’s always in a hurry, but a mishap in the coffee shop gives him a reason to slow down.   Word Count: 200 words 

Admittedly, Tony was in a hurry. He was always in a hurry these days.  He also was desperately in need of coffee and pushed through the crowd to pick up his order.  He turned back to the door to rush to class  and ran right into a broad muscular chest, very nearly crushing the cup he was carrying  between them. 

He staggered back a step, hissing at the hot liquid that had splashed on his hand;  the handsome  hunk of a man he’d collided with reached out to steady him.   “Whoa!  You okay?” 

Tony looked up into a pair of beautiful bright blue eyes, so close he could see a few flecks of green.   “Uh… uh huh.  Um - how about you?” 

The guy glanced down to his hoodie, brushing off the dark drops  that had spilled on him.  “I’m fine.  Sorry about your coffee.” 

Tony glanced down to see the lid of his cup had been knocked askew and almost a quarter of the elixir of life had splashed out.  “Oh.” 

“Can I buy you a new one?”  The earnest expression in his new companion’s eyes drew Tony in like a magnet.  Some things might be worth slowing down for.  

[frankthesnek]

♡ sharing a kiss before going in for work (but make it accidental first kiss due to sleep deprivation)

Normally, I only do each prompt once, but since this is so different from the other ask for this one I'll do it again! Thank you 😘

Coming in Hot

Rated G

Prompt: a kiss before going to work

900 words

Steve stood next to the toaster, tapping his fingers on the counter as he waited for his bagel to be done. It was early, and the tower was calm. He'd seen Clint and Natasha preparing for their sparring session an hour or so earlier, but otherwise, it was a ghost town. The toaster finally finished, the crisp pop and ding of it shutting off startling him in the quiet of the kitchen. He plopped his breakfast onto a plate and checked his watch.

It wouldn't be a ghost town much longer, he would bet. Pulling the cream cheese from the fridge, he settled at the breakfast bar and finished preparing his food as he waited.

“Watch it Cap, Stark's coming in hot,” Clint drawled with an amused tone as he entered the kitchen a moment later.

“You don't say?” Steve asked, unsurprised and dry sounding.

The archer just nodded, looking far too happy as he poured the last of the coffee into a mug. 

“Fuck I'm late!” Right on cue Tony entered the space, tie hanging undone around his neck as he fumbled with his cufflinks. “Why does she keep scheduling meetings so early? She knows I'm not a morning person.”

“This wouldn't happen to be the meeting Pepper already rescheduled twice because you keep missing it?” Steve asked, the casualness in his tone giving away that he already knew the answer. 

“Maybe,” Tony grumbled as he picked up the empty coffee pot and frowned. “Barton, I'm gonna kill you,” he promised, glaring at the other man's steaming cup of coffee.

In response, Clint deliberately took a slow drink, holding Tony's eye while he did. 

“Definitely gonna get you. I swear your next batch of arrows is gonna blow up right in your smug little face,” Tony cursed and made a grab for the nearly full mug.

“Extra coffee for you on the bar,” Steve said, pointing to a thermus he'd filled earlier. “Better hurry, if you don't leave now, you'll be late.”

“Thank you,” Tony nearly moaned and picked up the travel cup.

“Uh-huh,” Steve drawled and held up half of his bagel before Tony could try stealing it from his plate. 

“Thanks,” Tony repeated with a sigh, taking it gladly. “Why do you know my schedule better than me?”

“Tony, the hotdog vendor in Central Park knows your schedule better than you do,” Clint piped up with a snort of laughter.

Steve chuckled, and he watched Tony hold the bagel in his mouth as he quickly did his tie. Nimble fingers tugging it into a knot that had no right to be as neat as it was for how fast it had been made. 

“I refuse to acknowledge the truth of that,” Tony spoke around a mouth full and held the thermus up towards Steve. “Is it—”

“Cool enough to drink? Yes.” Steve supplied, taking a bite from his remaining half of the bagel.

“You're an angel,” Tony said blissfully. Then he leaned over the bar and pressed a fast but firm kiss to Steve's mouth before rushing out, already calling the elevator via Jarvis before he left the room. 

Steve's bagel fell from his lax fingers, plopping back to the plate cream cheese side down.

“Did he just?” Clint asked, looking over at Steve with wide eyes.

“Uh…yeah,” Steve muttered, dumbstruck, his lips tingling from the surprise contact.

“And you guys aren't?”

“Nope.” 

The two men stared at each other for a moment in confused silence. Steve felt his cheeks grow hot. Tony, his friend and long-term crush, had just kissed him. Lips warm, soft, and real against his mouth. Clint was giving him a knowing smirk but was thankfully holding his tongue. A moment later, the quiet was broken by the buzzing of Steve’s phone on the counter.

“It's Tony,” he said, looking down at the smiling picture of Tony in his purple sunglasses that was set as the man’s icon. The heat of flush skirted down his neck and settled in his chest.

“Speaker, put him on speaker,” Clint demanded, coming to stand next to his friend.

Swallowing Steve swiped the call open and tapped the speaker function. “Hello?”

“I can't believe I'm even going to ask this but I'm rushed, suffering from a caffeine deficiency, and am severely sleep deprived so the last fifteen minutes are a blur—did I just kiss you?”

“Um, yes?”

Tony said nothing, only the quiet shuffle of him still rushing to his car coming through the phone.

“Hey playboy, this is the part where you ask him out,” Clint supplied, flinching away before Steve could swat him. 

“Do you have me on speaker?” Tony questioned, his tight voice sounding more flustered than angry.

“Maybe?” Steve hedged.

“Oh for Christ—” and the line clicked off.

“Wow, if that's how smooth he normally is, I can't imagine how he used to snag all the ladies. Must be the money,” Clint chuckled, picking up his coffee and heading off. 

Sighing and shaking his head, Steve poked his sad upside down bagel. Just as he was starting to think it truly had been an accident and meant nothing, his phone buzzed with a text from Tony. Steve smiled as he read it. 

‘Free for a lunch date after my meeting?’

Steve started to type out that, yes, he was free when a new message popped up, turning his smile into a joyful grin.

‘And that does not count as our first kiss!!’

[riotwritesthings]

Pride month request!!!

Color: purple my beloved

Ship: stony

Word prompt(if you want): sunflowers

Love youuuuuuu 🥰🥰🥰

I love youuuuu and you've already read this but I guess everyone else can read it too lol

Royal Purple

Stony - T, 600 - Fluff, artist!Steve Rogers

Yes this is technically part of "a series of learning experiences" But that's not important to read it

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“You know, when you asked to paint me, this is not what I had in mind.”

“Do you want me to stop?” Steve asks, lifting his brush as he looks up at him.

“No no, just making conversation,” Tony says quickly.

“And moving my canvas in the process.”

“Hey, you knew I was gonna talk the whole time,” Tony points out, “and if you didn’t, well, are you even my boyfriend?”

“I did, and I am,” Steve says happily, turning his attention back to the field of wildflowers he’s painting across Tony’s stomach. “So what did you think I meant?” He asks as he carefully adds flourishes of color among the shades of green.

Tony hums, letting his gaze drift up to the ceiling, and finally says, “I don’t want to say now.”

"Did it involve the phrase ‘French girls’?"

“Noo…” Tony says slowly, trying to fight down a laugh, and he feels the bed beneath them shaking as Steve chuckles fondly. He quickly gets bored of staring at the ceiling and cranes his head down again to watch the movement of the paintbrush as he says, “So, tell me about these flowers.”

“What do you mean?” Steve asks distractedly.

“Well, like those purple ones, what are they called?”

"I don’t know any of the names," Steve says with a laugh, then lifts his brush and looks up when Tony makes surprised sputtering noises at him. “I just know what they look like, sort of!” He defends, “I’m working from memory here!”

“So you’re just making things up,” Tony says with an offended sniff, "and here I thought I was going to be your masterpiece."

“Hey now, I am putting thought into it here,” Steve pouts, flipping his paintbrush around to poke the end against one of the flowers near Tony’s hip. “This color is called royal purple, and I’ve been thinking that it would look perfect on you,” Steve explains, then shoots him a cheeky grin as he adds, “You know, because you’re my prince charming.”

“Boo, cheesy,” Tony says, but he can’t fight down his smile or the pleased flush rising in his cheeks.

“You love it,” Steve says confidently, grinning wider, and Tony can’t exactly argue that. Steve props himself up and then leans over to grab a different brush, his elbow digging into Tony’s thigh a little. “Here,” he says as he settles back down sprawled between Tony’s legs,“I’ll add a flower I do know the name of.”

“The suspense builds,” Tony says, dropping his head back against the pillow again.

He tries to figure out what Steve is painting from the ticklish drag of the brush, but he quickly loses track. So instead he lets his eyes fall closed and just tries not to squirm until Steve announces that he’s done.

“Alright, lets see the extent of your flower knowlege,” Tony says, lifting his head and looking down at himself. He finds a large, familiar yellow flower spread across his skin, the tips of its bright petals reaching from his ribs to his navel.

“Its a sunflower,” Steve says unnecessarily, smiling widely up at him and Tony can feel it coming as Steve adds, “because you’re my sunshine.”

"So cheesy," Tony accuses, but his voice comes out thick and he can’t resist reaching out. He gets his hand in Steve’s hair, on the curve of his shoulder, and then pulls him up into a kiss, heedless of the paint smearing between them.

“You love it,” Steve says again, smiling against his lips.

"I love you, Tony corrects, even though they both know its the same thing.

[darthbloodorange]

Just Talk To Him!!!

Rating: Gen Universe: Marvel Cinematic Universe Pairings: Steve Rogers/Tony Stark, James "Bucky" Barnes & Steve Rogers Characters: Steve Rogers, James "Bucky" Barnes, Tony Stark Warnings: None Major Tags: Merpeople AU, Hurt/Comfort, Humour, Pining, Pre-Relationship, Misunderstandings, Awkward Steve Rogers, Bucky Barnes is So Done, Steve Rogers Needs a Hug, Merperson Steve Rogers, Merperson Bucky Barnes, POV Bucky Barnes Word Count: 200 - Double Drabble

Summery: Bucky tries to get Steve to finally talk to that human he has a crush on.

For the: ✦ CapIM Holiday Exchange 2024 Community Gift Prompt: Creature Steve Rogers/Human Tony Stark.

Read below or on AO3 >HERE<

"Oh, for the love of Neptune!" Bucky says, gesturing towards the water's surface, "Just go for it!"

Up above them, on the docks was a human. Bucky didn't think him anything special. But Steve was in a tailspin about 'Tony'.

Steve's tail swishes anxiously, "I'll fuck it up... We're not even meant to talk to humans. It never goes well, Buck."

"That's never stopped you!"

"Has too! You know it has."

Yeah... but, Bucky was tired of all the lovesick mopping. "Never know unless ya try."

"And if trying get our people hunted again?" Steve looks away, arms crossed, his fins darkening.

Bucky swims up close to Steve, brushing their tails together comfortingly. "I trust you're heart, Pal," he says, "You wouldn't pine after some fin-hacker."

Steve gives a small smile.

"Go get'em, Punk." He says, giving Steve a push.

Bucky watches Steve head up towards the surface. Swimming quickly and with excitement.

A school rushes past Steve, and the mer swerves out of the way... Straight through some seaweed right before he surfaces. ...looking like some horror.

There's a scream. Loud enough to be heard from where Bucky watches.

Bucky buries his face in his hands and screams himself.

THE END

[pandagirl45]

"Hey Tony."

Wonderful. Tony eyes went heaven ward, before he plastered on a smile that sho8ld be sweet as pie but he can feel the broken sugar threatening to cut lips, "Steven."

The super soldier sighed, Tony can see the blue eyes now swinging up to the sky, "Tony... come on, you don't have to be..."

"I don't have to be what?" The genius looked over his shoulders fighting to hide the heart he almost gave the blonde.

The soldier gestured uncomfortably to his entire figure, slow waving and the blonde had the nerve to blush, "angry... you would have hurt-"

"You hurt me! Steve, holy shit." Tony whipped around on him, he tried to keep his voice low. In a facility full of spies he doesn't need them to know his and Steve almost relationship, turned break up, "You lied to me!"

"Tony, it was for Bucky! I didn't know how you would react if I told you."

Tony eyes widening before the narrowed, "You didn't trust me! But you sure as hell wanted to fuck me!"

Even with the words, the taller male eyes narrowed back and cheeks going red, "Tony keep your voice down!" The whispered shout and Tony felt like a dirty little secret.

"You should have told me, you think I wanted to sit there and blame Howard for being a drunkard that killed my mom?! He was abusive but you all let me fucking blame the asshole for murder. Murder Steve!"

"And what if I told you-"

"You DIDN'T! Clint told me! He defied orders and told me. CLINT FUCKING BARTON! You hear how crazy that is?! Clint who had the common damn decency to tell me and help me through it! Yet, you, who told me sweet things... and whatever the hell, US, was must of been a lie," Tony couldn't stop he threw an arm somewhere fury office was, "My own godfather never told me the truth! My own godfather! Steve everyone lied to me! Everyone kept it from me! For WHAT?"

Steve stared at him, mouth barely moving but he sighed stopping from reaching out, "Tony, I'm sorry but we weren't sure what state he would-"

"It's not Buckys fault you're damn coward Steve. That's what I came to after Clint told me and I had time to process. Yet... I'm still a no."

Tony shoved pass Steve, even as the other let himself, he couldn't stop till he left the halls, the pristine grey and white environment to the green, grey, and blue scenery.

He stopped seeing Clint, the short wave was enough to see the surfer blonde grin but he had questions in those sharp eyes. Tony signed out later and he left in his car. The day drained him and he didn't even bother to hide the text from Bucky. He doesn't have the energy.

(An idea for my current fanfic)

[ishipallthings]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Marvel Cinematic Universe Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Steve Rogers/Tony Stark Characters: Steve Rogers, Tony Stark Additional Tags: Post-Movie: The Avengers (2012), Fluff, Hurt/Comfort, Caretaking, Established Relationship, Banter, Steve Rogers can be a troublemaker, Triple Drabble Summary:

“Try to worry me a little less.”

Steve raises an eyebrow. “Pot, meet kettle.”

A fill for this round of Seasons of Drabbles!

[hainethehero]

Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you- *intense drumroll*- BABY BOY ON A BIKE! ⬇️

I always forget the fact that Steve canonically rides his bike around a lot. It's a part of him, like his shield. But I have a headcanon that his Daddies are the ones that fix/service it for him. (He's obviously capable of doing it himself but he likes when they insist they fix it for him bc he's spoiled like that). So, when he's not painting or drawing, he goes to Tony's garage, sits back in a pair of denim shorts and a crop top, sipping on a strawberry smoothie while his Daddies fight over who gets to fix Steve's bike this time.

[becci-chan]

Shadow

Tony found Steve staring at the ceiling in the common area, clearly confused.

He followed Steve’s gaze and spotted a large shadow in the corner.

“Are you gonna do something about that spider?” Tony asked, amused.

“Don’t you think it’s a little… too big?”

“Since when are you arachnophobic?” Tony teased.

“I’m not. It’s just… odd.”

“Want me to remove it? I know a trick.”

“Trick?”

“If you come down now, you can stay for dinner and we’ll order Thai food!”

Suddenly Peter dropped from the ceiling, making Steve gasp.

Tony laughed, “The camouflage function almost works. Good job, Pete.”

~~~

For the @stevetonygames 2023 Team Past Square "Shadow"

[yourfriendlyauthor]

I just Imagine

When Tony Stark is pregnant with Steve Rogers baby and when the time come for labor Tony will tell Steve he never wanted to experience the pain again but when Tony finally get to hold baby 'Peter' he will say I want another one I want to make a one-shot of this but I don't know how to piece it all together.

[amysnotdeadyet]

Steve/Tony + chunky scarf

I did another little drabble offer, and @ladyprydian snuck in first with this adorable prompt.

Steve & Bucky walked into the workshop to find Tony chatting on a video call while his hands were busily working with what looked like a tangled pile of yarn.

"Capsaicin! What brings you here?" said Tony, lighting up like a jack-o-lantern. "I see your shadow followed you, too."

"Shadows usually do," said Bucky wryly. "Whatcha makin'?"

Steve smiled to himself, seeing his boyfriend and best friend finally getting along.

"Presents for everyone. Someone said I'm not allowed to spend on Christmas. So, finger knitting!" He held up the yarn mess, which uncurled and resolved itself into a thick, chunky scarf.