I Write Stony

You can find a collection of my fics in the Masterlist Post linked below. My inbox is always open for requests, though I'm not really that active anymore. About Me

[needygooose]

Time to open commissions again because I’m poor!

All prompt guidelines apply.

Payment made through ko-fi. The link is also in my description.

You can be involved as little or as much as you would like in the writing process. Wanna have updates every step of the way? Dope. Wanna wait until it’s published on AO3? Groovy.

Fics will (hopefully) be posted within 1-2 weeks after a prompt is received. I am willing to issue a refund if you are unpleased with how long it is taking.

Please reblog to signal boost! Thanks, lovelies!

[hello-shellhead]

Tony dancing for @zephyr-cloe-ambroise :)

You have no idea how hard it was to work out what pose to use, idk if this was the best choice haha

[caughtinspace]

‘Sir, you have been awake for 37 hours and 15 minutes, should I contact Mr Rogers?’

’…’

’…sir?’

(Have a very weird and messy warm up of an extremely sleep deprived Tony that I done to avoid calibrating my pen)

(click for better quality)

[nochillsteve-archived-deactivat]

Bonus:

[starspangledsprocket]

Give me Endgame where Tony, Scott and Bruce accidentally pick up 2012 Steve instead of present Steve during the time heist and Steve and Tony end up gaying the whole place up.

[hundredthousands]

playtime!

[stony-spn]

This is what Steve Rogers camera roll looks like.

[essouffle]

pulled up a wip from last september to work on

[kiodja]

i just want peace ✌️

[iwritestony]

Control.

No One:

Me: Shows up two years late to a mostly dead Tumblr to post some of the smuttiest Stony Fanfic I’ve ever written four days before Endgame arrives.

Pairing: Steve/Tony Rating: NC-17 for sure.  Word Count: 4872

Enjoy~

[iwritestony]

Okay last reblog i promise :)

[iwritestony]

Control.

No One:

Me: Shows up two years late to a mostly dead Tumblr to post some of the smuttiest Stony Fanfic I’ve ever written four days before Endgame arrives.

Pairing: Steve/Tony Rating: NC-17 for sure.  Word Count: 4872

Enjoy~

[iwritestony]

Control.

No One:

Me: Shows up two years late to a mostly dead Tumblr to post some of the smuttiest Stony Fanfic I’ve ever written four days before Endgame arrives.

Pairing: Steve/Tony Rating: NC-17 for sure.  Word Count: 4872

Enjoy~

[hello-shellhead]

so yeah, read THIS and you’ll understand why I drew this

[merliinsbeard]

I just can’t believe Endgame is so soon. This really marks the end of an era. The end of characters that we have grown to love over the years. We have to say goodbye to the people who have made us what we are today. I just can’t fathom it.

[private-bucky-barnes-deactivate]

[iwritestony]

[iwritestony]

Steve/Tony. 288 words. PG.

Steve takes a step forward as he calls Tony out on his bullshit once again. He’s pretty sure Tony doesn’t notice the way he takes a step back toward the wall. Steve isn’t a fan of cornering the other, but he won’t stop talking, and there doesn’t seem to be another way.

Tony’s rambling, going on and on about all the good he’s done for the world while Steve was napping for seventy years. How original, Steve rolled his eyes. They fought so much even their insults were becoming repetitive.

Steve takes another step forward and Tony takes another step back. He still hasn’t stopped berating the soldier. He’s is going on and on about how Steve is a stick in the mud, never knows how to take a joke. He insists that Steve needs to loosen up, and maybe if Tony has a plan he should take it into consideration.

Tony’s back hits the wall as Steve moves forward once more. He’s mid-sentence, about to tell Steve to get over himself as the blonde wraps his hand around Tony’s neck and ducks down. 

There’s a moment of hesitation, a hitch in Tony’s breath, then Steve’s lips are on his finally shutting him up.

After a moment, Steve pulls away, his smug expression exuding victory. Tony watches helplessly from his place against the wall as Steve heads back up to the front of the quinjet. He locks his knees so they won’t give out from under him.

[iwritestony]

[iwritestony]

Steve/Tony. 233 words. PG.

It was exactly one month since Tony had seen his husband. They looked for him every day. He was somewhere in the Middle East, and Tony could only assume it had something to do with revenge.

It was late one night after Tony had decided to go to bed. Not giving up, never giving up, but Steve would be disappointed if he spent all night searching instead of getting at least a few hours sleep.

It was over five thousand miles to home.

It was ten feet to the elevator.

It was two steps into the room before Steve dropped to his knees, and let out a whimper.

It was JARVIS waking Tony up with the lights, and Tony grumbling as his AI alerted him of the urgent matter.

It was thirty days of hell for Steve Rogers who had been caught by the enemy in the line of fire. Captured and taken to be tortured for information on his lover and husband Tony Stark.

It was constant bruising, burns in soft, sensitive areas, and refusals to talk.

It was the warm embrace as Tony realized who was kneeling in his doorway, their doorway. His arms wrapped around Steve tight enough to get the point across but gentle on his injured and aching body.

It was a month since Tony last saw Steve, but now he was home. Safe.