#stark-spangled-lovers

[krusca]

SHOUTOUT TO @stark-spangled-lovers for writing and continuing the Say When series,

a wonderful mcu what-if verse of Steve being the one to go undercover in Stark ind while tonys dying in im2 and rewriting the mcu from that point onwards and will be fixing civil war very very soon with the next installment i honestly cant wait

[starspangledsprocket]

stark-spangled-lovers replied to your post:Today's Words

Oh God I already love this. Is it going to be Stony?

Steve/Tony/Bucky OT3 :)

avengersasssemble replied to your post:Today's Words

Can I beta my own fic

No you can't, sneaky :P

[maplerosekisses]

God I am awful. I literally jump and gasp when fic updates come across my dash it's terrible.

[trailsofpaper]

stark-spangled-lovers reblogged your photo:For Good Luck (New York Is on Fire) this better...

Thats amazing!

your URL is amazing!!

[copperbadge]

Oh god I LOVED your ANGELDEMON AU drabble. Would you consider to write a story about how Demon!Tony and Angel!Steve have met? I'd love to read that, your stories are amazing <3

Steriel and Tonoth met in 1964, at a civil rights rally, though they’d heard of each other before then.

Steriel was one of the Father’s favourites, and well-known amongst the heavenly and hellish hosts; he’d known Lucifer personally, and while he hadn’t been directly involved in the conflict that caused Lucifer’s fall, he was a warrior of many celestial battles. Steriel’s garrison in New York was Steriel’s garrison; he was captain of the guard that watched over the whole city, though he had a particular soft spot for Brooklyn.

Tonoth’s first act, on arriving in New York, was to arrange for the sale of the Dodgers to Los Angeles. It was a favor to Virlith, the lovely and clever demon who had taken over Tonoth’s west-coast operations and who enjoyed a good underdog (and modern art, which had only recently been invented, much to her delight). Steriel, who adored the Dodgers, had definitely heard of Tonoth.

Still, an angel didn’t hold grudges, so when he encountered Tonoth at the rally he said, “You must be our new resident demon,” and Tonoth said, “Angel,” in a voice dripping with sarcastic deference.

"Here to set the dogs on my people, eh?" Steriel asked, indicating the police barrier behind which barked a dozen tightly-leashed German Shepherds. On the other side of the barrier, African-American children held tight to the hands of their parents, who held tight to their protest boards, all of them emanating determination and fear.

"Oh, the dogs aren’t mine," Tonoth said, leaning against a lamppost and gesturing at the marchers. "I’m on their side."

Steriel blinked at him. “Excuse me?”

"Well, so many people say that integration is the work of the devil, I thought maybe I ought to lend a hand,” Tonoth said.

"I don’t think that’s how it works."

"I’m a lateral thinker," Tonoth replied. "Anyway, we don’t know if equality is going to result in some kind of chaotic communo-anarchist state but, if it does, I want the credit. Why are you here, anyway?”

"Well, I was mainly here to hold back the dogs."

"Oh, here, pull up a lamppost, I don’t mind sharing."

They went out for a beer afterwards, and when Tonoth offered to show Steriel his den, Steriel took the offer at face value. Which was how he found himself agreeing, without being sure how it had happened, to sex with a demon.

Well, Tonoth was a lovely creature when his horns glowed red.

(For more Steriel and Tonoth you can check the Captain Angelmerica tag)