I do really love it when women write graphic and fucked up things. I feel like so often people react to fucked up fiction with âof course a disgusting man would write this đâ and it often carries an unspoken (honestly sometimes spoken) message of âa womanâs PURE and DELICATE and FEMININE mind could NEVER think of something this VILEâ. Thank you women in fucked up fiction đ«Ą
Rating: Teens
Universe: Marvel Cinematic Universe
Pairings: Steve Rogers/Tony Stark
Characters: Tony Stark, Steve Rogers, Natasha Romanov, JARVIS the AI
Warnings: Referenced (Assumed) Sexual Content, Drinking, Alcohol
Major Tags: Canon Divergence AU, Hurt/Comfort, Fluff, Humor, Pining, Misunderstandings that are Helpful instead of Harmful, Getting Together, Steve and Tony manage to get together despite their own confused worst efforts⊠they're a little confused but they got the spirit, Cuddling & Snuggling, Morning After, Assumptions, Asgardian Liquor, Party in Avengers Tower, Avengers Live in Avengers Tower, Drunk Tony Stark, Drunk Steve Rogers, Steve Rogers Needs a Hug, Big Spoon Tony Stark, Little Spoon Steve Rogers, POV Multiple
Word Count: 500 - Quintuple Drabble
Summery: Steve and Tony get drunk at one of the Avengers parties and manage to stumble their way into a relationship.
For the:
⊠CapIM Holiday Exchange 2025 Community Gift
Prompts: Stony Drunken Get Together + Steve/Tony waking up together
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"Sure could'a used this aft'r... Bucky fell," Steve says, taking another pull from his drink.
Tony nods along sadly, listening to Steve with a heavy heart. He couldn't imagine losing Rhodey like that.
Steve lets out a long, drawn-out sigh, sinking back against the poolside couch, and looks up at the stars above them.
Tony keeps his eyes on him, unable to look away, not even to the stars. Thor's drink did wonders in loosening Steve up. Without the walls he always has raised, shielding his heart, he looks softer. Young. There is an angelic glow to him in the moonlight. The tear tracks on his face were almost shimmering in the low light. The sadness does little to dampen his beauty.
"Hey," he says.
Steve turns to him, his blue eyes so open and vulnerable, so trusting of Tony. "Yeah?"
Tony would do anything for him.
"It's late, the party's nearly over. I was just wondering..." Tony brushes his hand across Steve's shoulder. "We're both pretty drunk but... Come to bed with me. You don't have to be alone."
"Alright," Steve says with a small nod, letting himself fall against Tony's side.
Steve wakes with the sunlight, groaning, trying to stretch himself out as he does every morning before forcing himself out of bed. But his movements are impeded.
He looks down at his naked chest to find two muscular arms wrapped around him. "What the-?"
The room isn't somewhere he's been before, but it has the familiar styling and tech of Avengers Tower. He's lost, but not too lost.
Looking around, clothes were sewn about the floor haphazardly, some of them his own.
There is next to no memory of the party last night, not something he's used to, but he's too tired to worry about that. Whatever happened, happened. Stressing won't change that. He just hopes it wasn't a staff member.
He feels the person behind him begin to wake, their arms loosening.
"Morning..."
His bed partner freezes.
Steve rolls over.
"Oh...!?"
Natasha enters the Tower's communal kitchen after hitting the gym for a late breakfast. Catching Tony and Steve just as they leave, wrapped up in each other. She spots one of Tony's hands slide possessively into one of the back pockets of Steve's jeans (which look like one of Tony's old pairs).
Sliding into one of the stools at the kitchen island with a yogurt cup, she remarks, "That's new." She's glad they finally worked things out. "The boys have finally pulled their heads out of their asses."
"Indeed," JARVIS responds.
"Suppose you're used to Tony bringing home sex partners; let's hope this turns out okay. For them both."
"There was no sexual activity," JARVIS says.
"Wow. They were actually mature enough to talk about their feelings?"
JARVIS pauses.
Natasha gets a bad feeling.
"They did talk," JARVIS says, his words careful, "but under the impression that they had sex... They decided to continue the relationship."
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Summary: Tony Stark narrowly escaped death while held captive in an Afghan cave. After returning to America and publicly revealing his Iron Man identity, he is faced with new and unforeseen challenges. An old enemy, once thought vanquished, reemerges with a deadly vengeance. Simultaneously, Tonyâs unresolved trauma manifests in relentless nightmares, panic attacks, and flashbacks. Overwhelmed by his suffering, he turns to alcohol for escape, but each drink only deepens his descent into chaos. As his world unravels, he risks losing everything and everyone he holds dear - including himself.
Basically, it's a very long fanfic about Tony Stark becoming an alcoholic after the first movie due to the trauma he survived in Afghanistan.
Iâm a bit worried about pro shippers because some say fiction doesnât effect reality but it does and some pro shippers ship things like adult x child and sibling x sibling and other things Iâm not anti censorship but some things shouldnât be normalized
I promise you if game of thrones and all those gothic literature haven't normalized incest â if slasher and horror movies haven't normalized murders or psychological torture, if hot villains haven't normalized manipulation or toxicity by now â then silly fanfiction isn't going to normalize shit.
if someone ever lets fiction affect them enough to the point they think bad things in fiction are good in-real-life because they're portrayed as such, then chances are that, with or without the fiction they consume, they are already troubled and they need help.
there are things you can worry about that are actually worrisome, but what type of fanfiction someone writes or reads is not one of those things.
you can, of course, find some things in fiction unpleasant. you can choose not to engage with fanfics that make you uncomfortable. but you have no right to tell other people what they can or can't create and/or consume. that is not your business.
and to my fellow writers, write whatever you want, however you want. no matter how messed up or morally questionable it is. you have all the freedom and power to write whatever you want, however you want forever. don't let strangers tell you what you can or cannot write.
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