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zerotoxicdragon · 5 hours

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zerotoxicdragon · 5 hours

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are you flirting with me?

ironstrange 😇

“Nice moves, doc,” Tony says. He packs as much innuendo into the phrase as he can given the distortion of the armor’s voice transmitter, the occasional blast and clang from the rest of the Avengers’ battle, and the fact that he and Stephen are playing goalie with spiky purple somethings that keep bouncing away from the battle and toward the general public.

Stephen deflects another three somethings with a shield and turns an incredulous gaze on Tony. “Are you flirting with me? Now?”

“Yes!” Tony exclaims, relieved. This wasn’t exactly the reaction he was going for, but at least it got through. “Thank you for finally noticing.” He blasted a series of somethings.

“It might have gone a little smoother if you’d tried at some time other than during a battle,” Stephen says dryly.

“Come on, Merlin, when else do we see each other?”

“You know where I live.”

Pointing out the sheer creepiness of the Sanctum probably isn’t going to work in Tony’s favor right now. “The point of the flirting is to determine if you want me in your personal spaces,” Tony says instead. “So? What’s the verdict?”

Stephen looks distinctly thoughtful even as the two of them deal with another wave of somethings. “Points for persistence,” he says eventually. “Good enough for dinner.”

“Give me a dinner, I’ll take a mile,” Tony says cheerfully.

“That’s not supposed to be a good thing!” Stephen protests, but he’s laughing.

Tony’s got a good feeling about this.

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zerotoxicdragon · 18 hours

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little habits

Can we have a part 2 for this?

Stephen smiles when he sees that Tony’s made himself a cappuccino. They hadn’t planned to hang out today, but the Sanctum had been full of students and discordant energy, and it grated on Stephen’s nerves. When he complained by text, Tony had offered a respite.

As he sits, Tony holds out a second mug to Stephen. He’s about to protest when the fragrant smell of his favorite tea reaches him.

“If you give it 45 more seconds,” Tony says, “it’ll have steeped for exactly three minutes.”

Stephen’s heart warms: Tony has remembered, just the same as Stephen does for him.

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zerotoxicdragon · 1 day

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zerotoxicdragon · 2 days

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Vance is up to trouble with his slasher inspirations. The slasher on his left is from a movie called "Cherry Falls."

We got 21 hours left! We're super duper close to reaching our "Color the comic" stretch goal! Let's slash that last goal!

KICKSTARTER

TW:gore, blood

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zerotoxicdragon · 2 days

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"You back, you're alright"

Tony was always making sure that everybody was okay and that breaks my heart, he deserved better.

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zerotoxicdragon · 3 days

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Tony: Fellas, is it gay to sleep with your male associate?

Tony: Fellas, is it gay to sleep with your male friend?

Tony: FELLAS, is it gay to sleep with your male lover???

Tony: FELLAS! Is it gay to sleep with your boyfriend?????

Tony: FELLAS!!!!! Is it gay to sleep with your male fiance?!?!?!?

Tony: HOLY SHIT! FELLAS! IS IT GAY TO SLEEP WITH YOUR HUSBAND?!?!?!?!?!?

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zerotoxicdragon · 3 days

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If you would like a prompt: Tony keeping Stephen's hands warm as they walk through a park or something in cold weather? Like fall/autumn or winter? I think it would be super cute.

Also, I love your drabbles and stories! <3

Thank you so much! Tony's a *little* oblivious here, but he gets with the program...

“This doesn’t need fixing, Tony,” Stephen snapped.

Tony froze, hands stuck in an aborted gesture and his words about thermal regulation cutting off. Confusion furrowed his brow. “You said your hands were cold,” he said slowly. “I know that makes your pain worse. You need better gloves. You don’t… want them?”

Stephen ran a hand over his face. Tony saw the world in terms of how it could be made better. Stephen loved that about him, but sometimes Tony just saw too big. “Tony. I wanted you to hold my hand.”

Tony stared at him, bafflement in his eyes. “What?”

“When I said my hands were cold, I wanted you to offer to ‘keep my hands warm’,” Stephen said. “I wanted to hold your hand.”

Tony blinked in confusion. “Why didn’t you say so?”

“I thought I’d been obvious,” Stephen muttered. Not obvious enough, clearly.

Tony took Stephen’s hands with his own. “All right then. Let me try again.” He smiled crookedly at Stephen as he brought Stephen’s hands up to kiss his knuckles. Stephen’s heart melted. “Let me keep your hands warm, Stephen.” He paused, looking conflicted. “I’m still making you better gloves, though. Just in case.”

Stephen laughed.

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zerotoxicdragon · 3 days

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Slightly domestic ironstrange even through all their hectic life and schedules plus America being a little shit. They weren't expected a gathering of them both each weekdays making America absorb Peter's pranks. Even if Peter isn't in the Sanctum or Kamar-Taj they still couldn't get a peaceful day when America is there

This is probably not exactly what you were looking for, but prompts are prompts and this is what my brain spat out in response to this one. America is a child here because that’s where my brain went.

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“Uncle Rhodey!” America shouts, and runs through the portal, plastering herself to his legs and raising her arms to throw them around his waist.

“Hey, kiddo,” Rhodey chuckles, tousling her hair. He looks up at Tony and Stephen. “I’ve got this,” he reassures them. Then, with a smirk, “You two enjoy your adult time.”

Tony chuckles and waggles his eyebrows. “Oh, we will.”

They chorus goodbye to America and Stephen closes the portal with a wave and a woosh.

The silence in the penthouse just about echoes. Stephen casts a hopeful look at Tony. “Sleep?”

“Sleep,” Tony confirms, sighing happily.

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zerotoxicdragon · 3 days

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