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[daddytonysbaby]

❤️‍🔥 Tony and Steve ❤️‍🔥

[stonyauniverse]

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[stony4eva]

Steve & Tony's wedding night

As the anticipation for their wedding day grew, Tony found himself eager to make their first night together as husband and husband truly special for Steve. Despite his own desires, he respected Steve's old-school values and eagerly looked forward to the day they could finally be together in every way.

On the night of their wedding, after the celebration had ended and they were finally alone in their room, Tony couldn't help but feel a nervous excitement coursing through him. He wanted everything to be perfect for Steve, to show him just how much he meant to him.

With candles casting a soft glow around the room and petals scattered across the bed, Tony took Steve's hand in his, his heart pounding with love and anticipation. "I know we've waited a long time for this, Steve," Tony began softly, "and I want tonight to be everything you've ever dreamed of."

Steve's eyes sparkled with emotion as he gazed into Tony's, his hand squeezing Tony's reassuringly. "Tony, you've already given me everything I could ever want just by being here with me," Steve whispered, his voice filled with love.

But Tony had one more surprise up his sleeve. With a tender smile, he led Steve to the center of the room, where a gramophone stood waiting, softly playing their favorite song.

As they swayed together in each other's arms, the rest of the world melted away, leaving only the two of them lost in the magic of the moment. And as they danced beneath the stars, Tony knew that this was just the beginning of their life full of love.

After their dance, Tony led Steve to the bed, where they sat together, hands intertwined, savoring the quiet intimacy of the moment. Tony leaned in to press a gentle kiss to Steve's lips, his touch feather-light yet filled with unspoken promises.

"Steve," Tony murmured against his lips, "Tell me what you want, and I'll make it happen."

Steve's heart swelled with love at Tony's words, his eyes shining with emotion. "Tony, just being here with you is more than I ever dared to hope for," he confessed softly.

But Tony was determined to make the night unforgettable for his beloved. With a tender smile, he brushed his lips against Steve's in a series of soft, lingering kisses, each one filled with a depth of emotion that words could never express.

As they undressed each other slowly, their movements tender and reverent, Tony made sure to take his time, worshipping every inch of Steve's body with his hands and lips. And when they finally came together as one, it was with a passion and intensity that left them both breathless, their love igniting like a wildfire in the night.

Afterwards, as they lay entwined in each other's arms, their bodies still humming with the echoes of their lovemaking, Tony pressed a soft kiss to Steve's forehead, his heart overflowing with love.

"Thank you, Steve," Tony whispered, his voice filled with emotion. "For choosing me, for loving me, for being my everything."

*

As Tony lay beside Steve in the afterglow of their first night together, a myriad of emotions washed over him. He felt a sense of profound connection and intimacy unlike anything he had ever experienced before. Every touch, every kiss, every whispered word had been a testament to their love, a love that transcended time and space.

But along with the overwhelming joy and fulfillment, Tony also felt a twinge of vulnerability. In opening himself up to Steve, he had exposed a part of himself that he had kept hidden for so long, afraid of being hurt. Yet now, as he lay beside the man he loved more than anything in the world, he realized that it was worth it. Worth every moment of fear and uncertainty, worth every heartache and setback, to be here in this moment with Steve.

Tony turned to press a gentle kiss to Steve's temple, his heart overflowing with love. He felt a sense of peace settle over him, knowing that no matter what challenges they faced in the future, as long as they had each other, they could weather any storm.

With Steve by his side, Tony felt whole in a way he had never thought possible. And as they drifted off to sleep, wrapped in each other's embrace, Tony knew that this was just the beginning of their happily ever after. With Steve by his side, anything was possible.

*

For Steve, the night was a whirlwind of emotions, each one more intense than the last. As he lay beside Tony, his heart still racing from their lovemaking, he felt a profound sense of contentment wash over him. He had waited so long for this moment, had dreamed of it in the quiet moments when he thought no one was watching. And now, here he was, with Tony by his side, sharing in a love that felt like it was written in the stars.

But along with the joy and fulfillment, Steve also felt a lingering sense of disbelief. He couldn't quite wrap his mind around the fact that this was real, that Tony Stark, the man he had admired and loved from afar for so long, was here with him, sharing in this intimate moment.

As Tony pressed a tender kiss to his temple, Steve's heart swelled with love. He felt a sense of security and belonging that he had never known before, a feeling that he never wanted to let go of.

But above all, Steve felt an overwhelming sense of gratitude. Gratitude for Tony, for his love, for his unwavering support and understanding. Gratitude for this moment, this night, this love that felt like a miracle in the midst of chaos.

As they drifted off to sleep, wrapped in each other's arms, Steve knew that he had finally found his place in the world, his soulmate, his home. And as he whispered those three little words against Tony's chest, he knew that they meant more than anything he had ever said before.

[marvelship-oneshots]

I'M IN LOVE WITH MY ROOMMATE

Hi! Very long time no see! I (finally) started writing again, so here I am with my fourth fill for the@rollingstonys Stony Trope and AU bingo! Enjoy my take for the Roommate AU! AU where Steve and Tony find themselves sharing a room in college but they don't actually get along at first. [2.3k words]

Tony’s last year of college didn't start in the best of ways. His parents’ business was bankrupt and his parents had suggested they start living a more “average” life. This meant that, although his MIT tuition was secure, he would have to share a room in the dorms like any other average student. the thing was that Tony Stark wasn’t average. He lived in an enormous penthouse in the centre of Boston with his best friends and was famous for hosting extravagant parties in said penthouse. Tony was not someone who shared a dorm room with a stranger, but at that point, he didn’t have any choice.

Tony moved the heavy box full of robotics with his feet while he was carrying another one in his arms into room 336. He closed the door shut and took a moment to look around. That was going to be his house for the next year. It was so excessively…brown. And dark. But he didn’t mind the darkness, he worked better when the light was off. He noticed that his roommate hadn’t claimed one side of the room yet so he made himself comfortable and spread all of his belongings all over the left side of the room. Tony plugged in the coffee machine and started looking through his boxes for the blueprints for his latest project. He spread all of his stuff on the table, completely disregarding his clothes that needed folding and his bedding that needed to actually be put on the bed. Tony reached for his headphones in his pocket and started playing his rock playlist and got to work. It could have been hours or days since he started working and all he got in his system was coffee and some Mars bars. The music was blasting in Tony’s ears, probably too loud to be safe, and he was humming along his favourite song.

Steve could hear a voice singing from outside his room. He immediately thought that it was going to be a fun year with his singing roommate. It was his first year of college and the first time he ever left New York. He was excited about this new chapter of his life. He had been looking forward to going to college since high school. Steve opened the door, excited to meet his roommate. The room was mostly dark, the only light was coming from the desk on the left side of the room. His roommate was bent over the desk singing, screaming actually, along “Highway to Hell”. “Hi?” Steve screamed over the guy’s voice. Tony was so focused on his work and his song that he didn't hear the door opening or the voice of the guy who greeted him, or a least tried to. Steve walked over to the desk where the roommate was still focused on his work. “Hi, I’m Steve,” he said, putting his hand on the brunet’s shoulder, trying to get his attention. Tony felt an unknown hand on his shoulder and he stood up, hitting the guy in the face. Steve brought his hand to his face and Tony stopped the music after he realised that maybe the guy was his future roommate. “Oh my god, oh my god, I’m so so sorry” Steve sat on the closest bed, holding a hand on his nose. “Don’t worry, I scared you” he giggled. “Here, let me look at it” Tony moved Steve’s hand from his face. His nose and cheek were just a bit red and not too swollen. “I’m Tony and I’m so incredibly sorry” Tony held his hand in front of him. Steve looked at Tony for the first time. He wasn’t really tall but his chest was toned. The beard made him look much older than Steve but from his eyes shined a much younger light. Steve got up and shook Tony’s hand. “I’m Steve, nice to meet you,” he said with a big smile. Tony looked at him from head to toe, savouring the view of his broad shoulders and toned chest wrapped in a t-shirt a few sized too small. He could only, gladly, imagine what is hidden underneath. “I hope- Tony cleared his voice that came across way too high-pitched- I hope me slapping you won’t prevent us from uhm, becoming friends,” Tony said, in a questioning tone scratching the back of his head. “I won’t hold it over your head, don’t worry,” Steve replied chuckling. Steve and Tony didn’t become friends. They tried tho, but it just didn’t happen. Christmas holidays were approaching and the first term had come to an end. Three months they had spent in the same room, trying to, at least, coexists, but it just didn’t work out. And it’s not that they hadn’t tried. They did, Steve more than Tony and at some point, he got tired of being the only one to put some effort. Truth was, they couldn't be any more different. Steve’s part of the room was always tidy and spotlessly clean and all of his belongings were in drawers while Tony’s half was, well, the polar opposite. His clothes were all over the floor and the project he was working on covered the whole desk, and at some point, it invaded Steve’s desk as well and Tony was definitely not willing to tide up. Tony agreed to keep the floor clean enough for Steve to walk to the toilet without stepping on Tony’s clothes in exchange for Steve’s desk. Too bad that two days after the agreement was made, the neutral corridor was full of Tony’s clothes, again. After that, Steve was forced to divide the room with colourful tape. And it was not only the clothes incident that created bad blood between the two, it was the way Tony behaved that sooner rather than later, started to get on Steve’s nerves. In Tony’s defence, he’s never shared a room with anyone other than his robotic arm named Dum-e. But Dum-e didn’t really have the ability to complain about Tony’s unhealthy life choices. Christmas break came and, much to their despair, Steve and Tony learnt that they would have to spend Christmas break together. Tony’s parents were out on their annual Christmas trip. We’re broke because of you yet I am the one sharing the room with Mr. goody-two-shoes over here, this is what Tony yelled at his parents on the phone when they told him that

he would have to spend Christmas alone. Steve might or might not have overheard his phone call and that made telling Tony that he was going to stay at the dorm for Christmas even more tedious. So there they were, spaning Christmas in a half-decorated room. On his side, Steve put up a small Christmas tree, a stocking with his name and colourful lights. Tony’s side, however, was still the same pigsty that had been for the last three months. Christmas Eve was uneventful, to say the least. Steve spent it on his bed, catching up with some reading. Tony was…Steve didn’t know where Tony was and he frankly didn’t care. It didn’t take long for Steve to figure out where Tony spent his day. Around 3 am Tony stumbled into the room drunk and smelling like alcohol. The noise he made trying to open the door and consequently falling face first, tripping over his own two feet, woke Steve up. He looked at Tony curled on himself on the floor and finally decided to get out of bed to help him, mostly because he didn’t want to trip over him the next morning. “C’mon, up we go” Steve helped a growling Tony to stand up and lead the way to Tony’s bed. “Let’s go to bed, uh Tony?” Steve proposed in a sleepy voice. And then the inevitable happened. Tony knew it was going to happen sooner or later and if it hadn’t been the middle of the night, Steve would have been bent in two fro laughing too hard at Tony tripping over his pile of clothes and dragging them both down. Before Steve knew it, Tony was laid on his, with his head snuggled between Steve’s pecs. “I guess we’re staying here then” Steve pulled one pillow from Tony’s bed and made himself comfortable, or as comfortable one can be on the floor with another person laying over them. Truth was, if Steve wanted, he could have easily pushed Tony away and gone to his own bed. But he didn’t want to. He had wanted to have Tony laying over him since he got punched in the face by the firey brunet. Steve kissed Tony’s head, breathing in his…interesting smell. Whiskey and weed was definitely not what he had thought Tony smelled like. After the Christmas Eve incident, Steve and Tony grew closer. They weren’t exactly friends, but at least they spoke to each other. And Tony cleared the floor from his clothes. He even left a bit of space on Steve’s desks, which was still not enough for Steve to do some actual work on, but it was a good start. Steve came back in the room to a singing Tony and he was not surprised. “Tony I’m back” he screamed as he, loudly, shut the door before he walked over to Tony’s desk. He learnt his lesson and he surely didn’t want to be punched in the face, again. Steve slid a takeout box from the canteen across the desk. “I’m pretty sure I didn’t order room service” Tony shouted over the music. Steve took Tony’s headphones off and sat next to the brunet. “You need to eat something” Tony rolled his eyes. “And before you say anything, no, coffee doesn’t count” Tony opened the white container, deep down, he was grateful to have found a Steve to, more or less, take care of him. “Also, do you know that you always sing very loudly when you have your headphones on, right?” “No, I don’t” Steve took his phone from his pockets and showed him a video he took a couple of days before. Tony was shouting along one of his rock songs and Steve was trying to hold his laugh. “Tony?” Steve walked out of the tiny bathroom with his towel wrapped around his waist. “What are you doing up? This is usually the time you go to bed.” Steve looked at the clothes that were, once again, all over the floor. “And why are all your shirts pink?” he asked, trying to contain a laugh. “I do not always go to bed at this time thank you very much, and, unfortunately, I have to meet my parents today” “This doesn’t explain the pink shirts tho” “Very funny Stevie. I tried to do the laundry if you must know” At this point, Steve was still topless, sitting on Tony’s be, looking at him go through every single piece of clothing in his wardrobe. “You know you are supposed to separate the whites from

coloured stuff, right?” “Now I do” If Tony stopped pacing up and down the room and stopped long enough to glaze at Steve, he would have been pleasantly surprised. Steve was sat on his bed, without a t-shirt on and covered only by a small, easily removable towel. Since they started talking again, Tony often thought about having a nearly naked Steve in his bed and now that he was nearly naked in his bed, Tony hadn’t even noticed. “You can borrow one of mine if you need to” Steve hinted and Tony finally looked up from the drawer. He stared at Steve with his mouth open and gulped before nodding, without looking away from Steve’s firm abs. Steve handed Tony one of his white shirts. Tony tried it on and it was, obviously, too big for him. “I don’t think it fits” Tony replied, pouting. His hands were hidden by the long sleeve of the shirt and his red boxers, which Steve imagined were the cause of the pink laundry, were covered by the shirt, showing only Tony’s legs, much to Steve’s pleasure. “I think you look good,” Steve whispered, walking closer to Tony. Tony bit his lip without breaking eye contact. “You think?” he whispered back. Steve nodded, putting his hands on Tony’s waist. He sat on the bed, dragging Tony with him. Tony was sitting on Steve’s lap, with his arm around Steve’s neck. “I do, but I think you would look better without it, tho” Steve whispered in Tony’s ear before gently biting his lobe. And before they knew it, their lips met. Without parting, Tony shifted over Steve, putting his knees at the sides of Steve’s hips before slowly starting to move over him in small circles. He smiled when he felt Steve getting progressively harder under him. “I know what you’re doing, you cheeky little thing” “I don’t know what you’re talking about” Tony replied, before moving his mouth to the neck and starting to gently suck Steve’s pale skin. Steve’s hands moved to Tony’s ass and squeezed lightly, making Tony softly moan. “Steve?” Tony panted. “I have to go,” he said before getting up to pick up a new outfit for the meeting with his parents. he ended up wearing a pair of dark jeans, the least pink long-sleeved t-shirt he could find and a dark Black Sabbath t-shirt. “Does this look fine?” he asked Steve while fixing his hair. “I still think you’d look better without” Steve replied hugging Tony from behind and putting his chin on Tony’s shoulder. “Do you really really have to go?” Steve asked pulling him closer. Tony nodded. “Yes, but if you’re a good boy we can continue when I get back” Tony managed to turn in Steve’s arms and was now facing the blond. “You promise?” Tony nodded, gently kissing Steve’s nose. “Mh yes, now can you please let me go?” Steve pouted and waited for Tony to kiss his red lips before setting him free from the tight embrace. “See you later baby” Steve shouted before Tony closed the door, blowing him a kiss with a huge smile.

[underwhelmingalchemist]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: 1/? Fandom: The Avengers (Marvel Movies), Captain America (Movies), Iron Man (Movies) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Major Character Death Relationships: Steve Rogers/Tony Stark Characters: Steve Rogers, Tony Stark, Natasha Romanov (Marvel), James "Bucky" Barnes, Clint Barton Additional Tags: Sequel, this series is a part two to a one-shot, one-shot is linked, Soulmates, Alternate Universe - Soulmates, Romantic Soulmates, Platonic Soulmates, soulmates bonding over time, Bonding, past Steve/Bucky - Freeform, possible future steve/bucky, possible future stuckony, Avengers Tower, Domestic Avengers, Emotions, Tony Stark Has Issues, Steve Rogers Has Issues, rated explicit to allow room for future smut, unknown end date, no beta we die like bucky falling off a train, Future characters to be added - Freeform, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, ask to tag Series: Part 2 of In Full Color Summary:

Decades ago, Steve kissed Bucky, and his world exploded into color. The war took that from him. Years later, the color returns... after kissing Tony Stark. A man he doesn't particularly like, and who he's pretty sure doesn't like him either. Now they're both faced with the task of figuring out what that means for them going forward, as well as what being "soulmates" means anyway.

Read the beginning here!

[iwasnotaslasher]

Tony: *flying in his armor during a training* Look, I'm not saying that all this thing isn't flattering. I mean... he's Captain Fucking America! I used to be a fanboy as a kid, you know. And now that I'm a grown ass man turns out my childhood hero has a crush on me - me! Of all the people!

Jarvis: Sir-

Tony: No, let me finish. That's the whole point: I may be Iron Man, but he's literally a war hero. Why in the name of God he's hitting on me?! We have nothing in common - nothing! Not a single fucking thing. We fight over everything. You know last week we managed to quarrell over coffee vs tea? It was so commonplace that it was embarrassing, and yet we couldn't stop. Can you imagine how it would be our daily life together? Bickering every day about any goddman thing? Jesus...

Jarvis: Sir, I have to inform you-

Tony: So what's going on in that stupidly handsome head? Is that some kind of soap opera bullshit about attraction between opposites? I can't believe he would be so sap! Nah, I take it back: that's totally coherent. I'm the smart and cynic one, so obviously he has to be the adorable dork. Absurdly hot but definitely dork.

Jarvis: Sir, it is very urgent-

Tony: Oh, I can't pretend that's not fun. Damn, the sexual tension is massive! I bet we would have the greatest angry sex. But you know, I guess we would even fight over who would be on top-

Jarvis: Sir-

Steve: No Jarvis, let him talk. I'm curious.

Tony: ...

Jarvis: ...

All the other Avengers: ...

Steve: So...?

Tony: So... Jarvis, let me guess: I left my mycrophone open.

Jarvis: This is exactly what I was trying to inform you about, sir.

Tony: Good. Could you shut it now, please? Let's save the last glimpse of my dignity.

Steve: Yes, Jarvis. I'd rather continue this conversation privately. Do you mind, Stark?

Tony: Not at all, Rogers. Your place or mine?

Steve: Bottom choses. So you tell me.

Tony: Well, at last we agree on something.

[rebvenger]

i’m still fighting for my evansdowney rights even when chris is cheating

[insaneasgardian]

YOLO!

Y/N: Hey, I'm going out with friends tonight.

Tony: Will you be drinking?

Y/N: No.

Tony: Will you be doing drugs?

Y/N: No.

Tony: Will you be having sex?

Y/N: No...

Tony: THEN WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU GOING?

Extra:

*Steve in the background*: TONY! DON'T YOU DARE CORRUPT OUR CHILD!