ReRe's Tony Stark centric side blog. Ships Tony with happiness (and pretty much everyone else). Life is stressful right now. You're welcome to send asks but please expect terribly slow responses. AO3
PLEASE continue As Subtle As Cognitive Recalibration. I’m missing 2012 avengers with 2023 shenanigans so bad
Natasha would like to say that she notices something is off immediately—and if anyone asks that is what she will claim and good luck trying to prove otherwise—but the truth is it’s not until a good five minutes after Clint has woken up, heavily concussed and beat up but himself, in the back of their not-quite-stolen getaway car that she realizes it.
Which is a solid two hours after Stark catches on. Stark.
Granted, Natasha has had other things on her mind. Like the alien capable of mind-control getting a hold of the one person she might actually one day admit to count as a real friend without lying, should the stars align and the confession suit her purpose. Or the invading army that followed on said alien’s heels.
But that is no excuse to discard the many, many inconsistencies she’s observed but ignored or brushed off instead of questioned like her instincts have insisted with increasing alarm ever since she has watched Rogers and Banner hover over Stark like he might disappear the second they take their eyes off of him.
There’d been speculation in Rogers file that he might be positively inclined towards Stark on the grounds of his familiarity with Howard Stark but even if SHIELD’s attempt to discourage a connection with such a volatile asset had failed that still wouldn’t explain the depth of Roger’s emotional reaction to Stark.
Don’t even get her started on Banner.
Stark stands for everything Bruce Banner has done his best to avoid since he got his monstrous green personality addition. The way he has actively sought Tony Stark at his most sarcastic out makes no sense whatsoever. Nor does the tension between Banner and Rogers, that screams of frustration born out of long-held disagreements stretched out over years, not a twenty minutes long acquaintance.
And all that doesn’t touch on the fact that the Asgardian crown prince Thor has treated all of them—Stark and Natasha included—like long lost friends.
Not just in the way he’s greeted Stark with an actual hug either. Big, boisterous statements are easier to fake, though what aim such a pretense would serve Natasha doesn’t know, but it’s the little things that made her pause, almost succeeded in distracting her from her primary goal of getting Clint back.
The loaded glances. The unfinished sentences that were understood nonetheless. They way they stepped into formation reflexively the moment the explosion shook the helicarrier, like they knew where everyone else would stand. Like they’d been in that position before.
She set it aside because she needed to focus on Clint. So that is what she did.
Natasha doesn’t regret that because Clint needed her and now he’s alright. Bloodied and fucked-up but himself.
But she does regret letting all those hints go, just a little, because Clint may be himself but it only takes her five minutes in his company to know for sure that he’s not the same.
He tackles her in a hug that almost gets them killed the moment he regains consciousness—which is actually the most in-character thing she has seen him do so far—but he doesn’t tap their agreed upon all-clear signal out against her shoulder. He doesn’t flinch or tense when he catches sight of Loki—and yeah, the guy might be a victim too, but how would Clint know that? And even if he does, that still doesn’t mean no reaction to his presence at all.
Most damning though is that moment in Stark’s elevator, just before the doors open and they step out onto the roof and it’s a lightening quick motion someone else might have missed but Natasha is watching for it and she knows exactly what she’s seeing. Mere seconds before stepping into a potentially life-threatening situation, Clint doesn’t look to her. Instead his gaze flicks to Rogers, to Banner, to Thor, and he takes his cue from them.
He’s subtle about it and he does clock her and Stark too, as is only expected, but that first reflex doesn’t lie.
So while it might have taken Natasha longer to catch on than she’d prefer, she knows. The question now is what she’s going to do with that knowledge.
Natasha leans back in her seat, a position that reinforces the relaxed air she’s been so carefully feigning ever since they’ve stepped into this slightly run-down local restaurant whose staff has been handling their unexpected and strange customers surprisingly well so far, lets her gaze roam over their curious group—takes in the way Thor pushes more food onto Loki’s plate every time their wannabe conqueror finishes, how Clint keeps shooting looks at her, not so much like he’s trying to communicate and more like he’s checking if she’s still there, while Rogers and Banner throw unexpectedly cutting barbs at each other when they aren’t trying to pull Stark into a conversation—and does what she does best: she plots.
An Unwise Murder (An Inconvenient Survival)? That series seriously fucks
Sort of continuation of the second chapter of An Unwise Murder (An Inconvenient Survival):
The problem is that Tony is distracted.
He's a good liar -- better than good -- and even harder to catch when he's playing the good, old game. But Tony's also got a bad habit of rambling.
Especially when it involves tech.
In Tony's defense, people don't usually listen to him when he goes off on one programm or another.
Also he is maybe a tiny bit off his game because Steve Rogers is dead and there's a Mystery Guy with a soon-to-be murder weapon standing in his home and he's had a shit day even before everything went off the rails.
So.
Maybe Tony doesn't watch his tongue as much as he should. Doesn't think.
He's too busy ranting about everything a computer would need to pull off the kind of hack Wannabe-Bond wants without kicking Tony's sweet ass straight into jail. And so when the asshole says: "Where would you find a computer that could?" Tony hesitates.
Because-
Because. There's an option. It's not a good one. In fact it's madness and there's a very real chance Tony would get unpleasantly murdered for it, but.
If it were an emergency, Tony knows where he would go.
Unimaginative Secret Service Impersonator reads that very truth right off his face.
Which is how Tony finds himself knocking on Pi's door at two-forty in the morning, an utterly unsubtle, suspicious-looking, visibly armed shadow at his heels.
(It's not an exaggeration, Tony can feel the fucker's body heat.)
He doesn't blame Pi for slamming the door shut in his face.
Pi will definitely blame Tony for his broken front door though.
i'm stuck in a creative slump right now and hoping that some prompts will inspire me to get back into writing. so if you'd like to see any additional scenes, sneak-peaks, alternate paths or outtakes from one of my AO3 fics, let me know!
[this includes older fics that i haven't continued in a long time as well as completed works]
Tony Stark + rumors = utter madness2 * π or something
It’s crazy!” Brock lets out a long-suffering sigh. “You can’t hire anyone these days without having them ask you all about Stark, whether he’s really a villain and if maybe that makes it alright that their kids look up to the guy so much, and if I can tell them anything about his plans once he deems the world ready to acknowledge his absolute reign.”
He clonks his head against the table, much to the amusement of his audience.
“Underlings,” Victor van Doom mutters derisively. “This is why Doom does not trust humans but robots.”
“Sure,” Deadpool smirks -- well, technically nobody can tell, what with the mask and all, but really, with that tone of voice it’s impossible for him not to be smirking -- ”Because Stark is just so terrible at dealing with robots. Guy isn’t just a hot piece of ass, y’know?”
Doom doesn’t deign that with a response which leads Brock to suspect he doesn’t have one.
“Hey, Loki?” Brock frowns down at the cards in his hands. Poker is still fun, but ever since they started what one of Loki’s minions insisted on naming ‘Fantasy Avenging’ it’s just not as fun anymore. “What with all that god of lies and mischief shit, couldn’t you figure out if Stark really is a hero? Like, smell if he’s lying or something?”
Loki smirks, a sure sign that Brock is about to be mocked. “Deceit is indeed a language I have long since mastered,” he twists his hand in a careless gesture that, looking back, Brock is sure means the bastard cheated because fucking magic, “yet you seem to forget that the knowledge all the lies in the world does not grant you insight into the truth beneath.”
“So, in other words, you’ve got nothing.”
That at least earns him a cool glare. “I should like to smite you where you stand, mortal, where it not for the occasional entertainment your foolish bumbling provides.”
“I’m sitting,” Brock deadpans.
“Brock and Loki, sitting in a tree, K-I-S-S-” Deadpool coos, then suddenly breaks off, which Brock interprets as him wanting to bring the conversation back on track--which proves just he is just as interested in the matter of Stark as the rest of them. Unsurprisingly. These days you’d be hard-pressed to find a villain who isn’t interested in Stark.
“Doom would not expect the Man of Iron to have the heart to be of traitorous nature.” Doom licks his lip thoughtfully and folds.
“Good point,” Brock acknowledges. “But can you imagine if it were true?”
That gains him the undivided attention of his fellow players in an instant.
“I’m just saying.” He shrugs. “It would be...almost impossible to pull off, but tactically speaking it’s not a bad plan. Take them down from the inside out instead of attacking outright. It’s what HYDRA did after WWII. Hiding themselves inside SHIELD until they were strong enough to strike...” he trails off, realising that what he almost said out loud were the words ‘if anyone’s gonna pull it off it’d be Stark’.
I'm gonna go with a small fluffy ask. Tony Stark wearing pink bunny slippers. And why not holding a stuffed animals as warm bottle (*whispers* I have a fox and a racoon). I mean... Isn't it fucking adorable, cute and soft? Now, if you have to put in a relationship, maybe some winterironwidow ? Or ironwidow brotp, winteriron... well, you know me 8D. Thank you for everything and have all the best for those holidays! Best wishes!
The thing is, when Bucky bought the slippers, he didn't really consider that they're bright pink, have huge, cartoonish eyes painted on and little, flappy bunny ears.
He just... thought they looked soft. And they are.
(They're so soft, Bucky spends twenty minutes just standing in the middle of the store, petting the bunny ears. And when an attendant comes up to him and hesitantly asks if he needs help, Bucky just blurts out "I take them" and that's that.)
And look, it's not that Bucky didn't want to keep them because the slippers are the softest thing he's ever touched and he loves them. He'd totally keep them. But he's been out shopping for a reason and that reason was Tony.
Tony whom Bucky needs to get a Secret Santa gift for. Tony who has pretty much everything and can buy even more.
Tony who deserves soft things.
So Bucky gave him the slippers. (The were the wrong size for him to wear anyway.) And he didn't realize how they would look to others until everyone opened their present and Clint cracked up so hard, he almost fell off the chair.
(Until Natasha stretched and accidentally kicked him out of it.)
And well.
It was too late to take them back so Bucky didn't. He just... didn't look Tony in the eye and pretty much got out of the common room as fast as possible. Without making Steve worry, that is.
With any luck, Tony would put the slippers away on some forgotten shelf and no one would ever mention them again. Then maybe the urge to bang his head against the wall -- or steal the slippers back -- would fade.
It hasn't so far but Bucky's trying to adopt a more optimistic outlook on life.
And if the eggs he's serving Clint are ice cold, that's certainly a coincidence. Bucky would never be that petty.
It's very gratifying to watch him choke on the first bite though.
Although when Bucky turns around, he realizes that may have less to do with the eggs and more to do with Tony. Who has just strolled into the common area, dressed in a greasy t-shirt, sweatpants and the pink, fluffy bunny slippers, looking utterly unconcerned by his team mate's gasps for air.
"You're wearing them?" Bucky doesn't mean to ask -- doesn't mean to make it sound like an accusation -- but the words don't ask for permission. They just... streamroll right ahead.
"Yes?" Tony blinks up at him, a little confused. "They're comfortable and pretty. Why wouldn't I? And before you ask, Barton: no, I don't share."
Hello! For the sentence prompt thingy if still doing it. "Why must you be like this!?" with Bucky and/or Steve. Pretty please?
"For future reference, you might want to aim for more awe and less horror if you're trying to pay me a compliment," Stark informs with a muffled voice from where he's stuck his head through yet another previously locked door in this HYDRA-level-creepy facility.
His unarmored, unprotected, currently entirely civilian head.
"For the love of god."
Bucky grabs Stark by the back of his sweaty, bloodied shirt. It feels a lot like he imagines a cat with a litter of unruly kittens with no sense of self-preservation must feel.
Forget nine lives. Those aren't gonna be enough to get Stark back to New York, never mind to anything resembling a natural life span.
"Stop touching things."
This should be self-explanatory. They're in enemy territory and these people were smart enough to kidnap Stark and almost get away with it. You don't touch random objects that look like they're only half-way to the testing phase in any lab, much less this one.
Apparently Stark hasn't gotten the memo.
"Hang on a sec, I just have to-"
Stark makes grabby hands for what Bucky is pretty damn sure is an unsecured explosive device.
He yanks the guy back. Hard.
"Stevie?" he says into the comm. "I'm gonna kill your boyfriend."
"He's not my boyfriend!" two voices snap back in perfect unison because Steve and Stark are maddening like that.
honestly i do think that it’s entirely possible that he can bench press steve.
according to tony’s SHIELD dossier, he’s about 185 pounds. i did some light digging and on average, someone who’s 181lb and a novice at bench presses can lift an average of 165lb. tony works out regularly. maybe not so much weightlifting compared to his other teammates (his preferred workout in mcu canon seems to be boxing, wing chun, and running). but we gotta remember that the iron man suit is damn hefty. he works regularly with heavy metal, lifting and carrying it across his lab.
plus, look at his ass. he doesn’t get those glutes just from sitting around all day.
so tony isn’t a novice when it comes to weightlifting. he’s fit, he takes care of himself and eats relatively healthy besides the occasional ray’s pizza, burger king, or shawarma. he has the muscles to prove it. i’m gonna say he’s at the very least at the intermediate level when it comes to bench pressing, maybe even advanced because he definitely works out more than what we see on screen. and someone who’s 181lb and intermediate to advanced at bench presses can lift an average of 200-275lb. that means proportionately someone who’s 185lb and at the same level of bench pressing can lift an average of 204-281lb.
steve is 220 pounds, well within the range of what someone of tony’s size and level can bench press.
so in conclusion, 💪 tony is strong as fuck 💪 and he can absolutely bench press steve if he puts his mind to it.
"You know you belong to us and we'll anyone who tries to change that." With whoever two you're feelin with our boy
There's a moment of silence.
Then Tony crosses his arms -- slowly because his bruised ribs hurt like hell -- and raises his eyebrows. Pointedly.
If he could pull of the Glare of Doom™, he'd be aiming for that. But that's really more Natasha's thing than his, so the eyebrows and unamused expression will have to do.
"You wanna try that again?" he asks drily when it becomes clear that Loki hasn't noticed -- or is ignoring -- Tony's wordless demand.
Darcy doesn't look up from where she's scrolling on her phone. Clearly she's got better things to do than help Loki climb out of the hole he dug himself into. Probably plotting revenge.
Or possibly tweeting about Thor's latest attempt to conquer the microwave.
(Let's just say Tony's gonna need a new microwave and leave it at that. Please.)
Loki sighs the most put-upon sigh Tony has heard since his MIT-days where he's put a lot of effort into exasperating a certain professor of his. The asshole even rolls his eyes like he thinks Tony's just being silly but he's gonna take the grown-up road and indulge him.
Joke's on Loki because Tony's never chosen a grown-up option in his life.
"Yes, yes, you belong to yourself and no one else. Now can we kill that insignificant worm for touching you?"
Tony smirks.
"What makes you think there's anything left for you to kill?"
For the villain week : Can you do an identety porn fic where Iron Man is a villain , but Tony Stark is still a sponsor for the Avengers ?
The world needs heroes. Like holy fuck does it need heroes.
Sometimes Tony cannot believe that humanity hasn't erased itself yet -- probably not even on purpose because that's the kind of time they live in nowadays, isn't it.
So, heroes are needed. No argument about that. And because Tony is a billionaire with more money than he knows what to do with it kind of makes sense to sponsor the Avengers, doesn't it?
They're the kind of power Earth needs to handle it's more super-human and/or alien threats. And since those only ever seem to increase, it's a good move to get in ahead of the game. That's just good business sense.
(And if Tony rather prefers keeping a close eye on a powder keg like a bunch of overpowered people with razor-thin ties to anything beyond a shadowy not-quite-government organization, well. That's called common sense.)
But.
(And this is a harsh lesson. One it took getting shot at with his own weapons, watching people around him get blown up and die, getting a fucking car battery implanted in his chest and being tortured in a fucking cave until he blew the entire shithole up himself -- getting betrayed and sold by someone he considered family -- for Tony to learn.)
The world needs villains too.
Because the thing is.
There's things that need to be done that no hero can ever own up to. Because they aren't right, they aren't bloodless, they certainly aren't without causalities or collateral damage.
But they need to be done all the same.
And for all that SHIELD likes to pretend pulling strings from the shadows is going to keep the darkest pits of humanity leashed and under control, Tony isn't that naive.
And well, in a way that makes it simple, doesn't it?
After all it's no secret that if you want something done right, you have to do it yourself.
(Sponsoring the Avengers and becoming the feared Iron Man aren't two mutually exclusive options. In fact, it's the opposite. They work towards the same end goal even if the rest of the world is too small-minded to realize it yet.
So what if no one, save for a crazed god eager to burn Earth to the ground, appreciates what Tony has managed to build here?
I was looking at your Villainous Weekend prompt thing and well, it made me think. SO here I am. Can we have a Stuckony verse with MobBossTony, Bodyguard!Buck, and DetectiveSteve wherein Steve reports to Tony/Buck b/c Tony is a GOOD mob boss who looks after his town. Only some people take offense to that. And Tony gets taken and gets to be a BAMF while Steve/Buck ALSO get to be BAMF who are also panicking really bad b.c they havent lost track of tony like this since the Ten Rings incident
First things first because we got to get the facts straight: Tony Stark is not a mob boss. He's not. That's just rumors and people being silly, not to mention tacky, okay? Okay.
That said Tony Stark is a business man. An important one for this city too.
(And if no one really knows what business he does exactly, well, that's just how Tony likes it.)
So when he disappears, naturally the police takes an interest. And since Detective Rogers used to be childhood friends with the head of Stark's personal security -- why an ordinary business man needs an entire security team that consists of the type of people you do not want to face in a bar fight is a question that should not be asked and will not be answered, thank you very much -- it only makes sense to send him in.
Not to mention that Chief Fury is a very smart man not prone to fighting loosing battles.
Which brings us to now, with Bucky and Steve standing in the kitchen of one of Tony's lesser known properties. Spread out on the table is everything from real time surveillance on Tony's last known location to updates on the latest movements of his enemies.
(It feels a bit like old times, Steve thinks with an odd sense of nostalgie as he watches Bucky pour over the information with the same narrow-eyed focus he used to give Steve when he knew Steve was lying as Bucky slowly but surely narrows in on his prey.
Bucky is a good tactician, an even better fighter but tracking? This is where he really shines. He's a hunter at heart and it shows.
It eases some of the tension in Steve's shoulders because as much as the thought of Tony in danger drives him crazy, Steve's got faith in Tony's ability to keep himself alive. He's got even more faith in Bucky's ability to find Tony and remove every obstacle that stands in his way.
With Steve's help, of course.)
Meanwhile Tony finds himself in the company of Thor Odinson of all people. Suffice to say he is not impressed.
Tony Stark and the Villain Association: let’s talk. we got ALL of these respectable villains and of course, they’re having a meeting (or its poker night) and then Thanos walks in with the best non poisonous to humans and gods liquor across the galaxy and 2 tons of gold and a carefully detailed plan of protecting Tony Stark. He focuses more on the outwardly enemies and lends his “children” as bodyguards. Nebula and Gamora are so confused on why he tracked them down and made them babysit a genius
Listen, I'm all here for Villainous Poker Nights but I'm even more here for Nebula and Gamora as Tony's reluctant, confused-by-humanity-in-general-and-this-job-in-particular bodyguards. Who only come with one threat response setting: Ob-Fucking-Literate This Worm™.
(Obviously, they are competitive as hell. Like, most of the property destruction is actually not because of any threat to Tony but because they fight each other after they've eliminated the perceived threat.
Nebula especially hates when Gamora shows her up. Gamora doesn't consider it "showing up" -- if Nebula's reacting that slowly then clearly she isn't interested in her prey, right?)
(It's hands-down the most violent version of sibling teasing Tony has ever witnessed. He's a bit terrified. For Earth.)
Now, with Tony's new, awesome, alien -- not to mention deadly -- bodyguards, the few remaining kidnapping and murder attempts tamper off fast.
The real problem starts when Pepper stops by to lecture Tony about blowing off yet another meeting because during her rant she mentions that maybe he wouldn't keep forget important dates if he'd sleep for a reasonable amount of time.
Now that by itself wouldn't have been so bad. If Nebula hadn't heard it. And hadn't been bored out of her mind.
Bored enough to realize that, actually, she has no fucking idea what Earthlings need and what sort of limits they have. Bored enough to decide to find out.
(Listen, it's all in good fun when she bodily drags Tony out of his workshop because he needs a minimum of seven hours of sleep and she hasn't fully processed the concept of 'boundaries' yet.
It's another thing entirely when she drop-kicks a SHIELD agent out of the window. Not because they've tried to hack JARVIS either, nope. Because they were going to disturb Tony's sleep-schedule.
(For an unimportant, little global crises too. Not even a universal one, can you believe it?!)
Gamora went and took care of it instead. Needless to say, neither SHIELD nor the rest of the world were happy about it.
What a bunch of crybabies.
Next time, Nebula's gonna go do it herself and maybe that will shut them up. And hey, if it doesn't, she can always kill that stupid World Security Council too.
(The fact that she announces said plan out loud during a shared meeting with SHIELD and a representative of the World Security Council is concerning. What concerns SHIELD even more is that Tony doesn't appear all that concerned.)
On a related note: JARVIS likes Nebula and Gamora. For Tony, that's more than good enough.
Heyy First I really love your blog!!! A lot!! And secondly have you ever thought about writing a crossover between Supernatural and Marvel?? My personal favorite headcanon is that Dean went to Tony's school for one year and they became friends and were kind of in love a little bit but then Dean had to leave because of his father but neither of them forgot the other even though they now have other people in their lives that they love more
Soo, it's entirely possibly that I hadn't written a crossover yet when I got this ask but I have written one in the meantime: Five Times The Avengers Didn't Hunt Down Dean Winchester (And The One Time Thor Threw Him A Party) was my attempt to mix both 'verses without over/underpowering either Marvel or Supernatural characters.
(I honestly think that's the trickiest part about writing crossovers.)
But I really like your idea as well, so here's some added thoughts for that 'verse:
Shortly before Dean visits Sam at Stanfort, he runs into Tony by accident. It's exactly as awkward as you might imagine but somehow it's also nice. They still got the same sense of humor and Tony cannot stop flirting.
It's fun.
Dean doesn't mention any hunts but he does exchange numbers with Tony because, well, Tony's got his hands in a lot of pies and you never know.
(Also his flirting is way too effective to be good for either of them.)
Then Sam is back in the business and shit hits the fan way too often after that and Dean just forgets about it. Right up until Tony tracks him down in the middle of nowhere, pissed to hell and back (not yet literally) after he learns that Dean's been accused of rape and murder.
And what a fun conversation that is.
(Dean refuses to live in a world where an obsessive ghost actually saves his ass but here they are. With Tony willing to accept that maybe there's a bit more to the supernatural than he's always assumed and both of them almost choked to death before Sam finally gets his head out of his ass and salts the right bones. Just fucking great.)
Not much changes after that. Except for Tony's new nightmares. And his fast-increasing alcohol consumption.
But that's it. Really.
Warrants, BOLOs and curious newspaper articles with just a bit too much detail on certain brothers have a habit of getting shoved aside. They don't disappear or anything, they just happen to get misfiled, links stop working, names are switched etc. It's probably just mistakes. Or, you know, angels looking out for the Winchesters for once.
(Yeah, right.)
Years later, in a cave in Afghanistan, Tony Stark doesn't build an arc reactor. Instead he makes a deal.
For ironwidowhawk, how about a good breaking-out-of-a-kidnapping scenario? (Love your writing, btw 💙)
“Hold on a sec.” Tony raises his hands in a universal shut-the-fuck-up-I-need-a-moment-to-process-your-fucking-dumbassery gesture and flips his faceplate up.
One that doesn’t seem to be as universal as it should, given the way the villain of the week blinks at him. But Tony doesn’t have the time to educate the poor, soon to be dead fuck right now because any second now he’s going to be brutally murdered and Tony is so not down to getting caught in the crossfire.
No way, no how. Last time was plenty. As a matter of fact, last time was enough for more than one life.
“Are you telling me we’re here to rescue Black Widow?!”
The clueless, unlucky asshole preens.
“Did you truly believe your affections for your team mate would remain hidden from I, the-” she continues to prattle on self-importantly. Apparently she hasn’t realized that she’s a dead woman walking yet.
The lucky idiot.
Which leaves Tony to whirl around to present idiot number two.
“Did you know about this?”
Clint, at least, has gone gratifyingly pale. Clearly he also remembers the last time they’d attempted to rescue Natasha before she had indicated she needed rescuing.
Fuck, is Fury trying to get them killed? Actually, no. Never mind. There’s an obvious answer here and a very obviously guilty party too.
“What the fuck did you do to piss Coulson off this time?” Tony demands, half a second before the door explodes inwards into the room, knocking the still japping villain out.
Hi! I really love your writing and I wanted to ask if you could recommend a list of winteriron fics (yours included). I'm kind of bitter abot CACW so maybe not too Team Cap Friendly of it's post CACW. I really appreciate it, thanks!
Hi, sorry for the incredible long wait and thank you very much! I'm not even sure if you're still in this fandom at this point but just in case, here we go with some of my favorite WinterIron treasures:
All-around wonderful:
The Silver Age by copperbadge [a WinterIron classic, great AU where the assassination of the Starks doesn't go as planned and things turn AU from there]
Meet Me Again, Time After Time by syriala [yet another classic I adore]
create / detonate by pprfaith, reena_jenkins [speaking of great female Tony fics, this is one with her and the Winter Soldier that I still go back to re-reading]
Includes Post-CW bitterness:
As Expected by phlintandsteel [I really love the concept and the aftermath of the fight on Titan here. Also the dynamics between Bucky, Bucky and Tony.]
We'll Meet Again (Some Sunny Day) by @tangodancer91 [I'm physically incapable of not rec-ing this. Fair warning, the series isn't finished and female Tony isn't for everyone, but I adore it. The angst, the pain, just everything about this is beautiful in a heartbreaking way.]
Misremembered by Arboreal [Another great fic for some Steve un-friendly content with great WinterIron interactions]
Other great fics that include WinterIron as part of the main pairing:
Poisonous Presumptions by Shi_Toyu [listen, even if Stuckony isn't your thing, you should give this a chance. it's a oneshot and it's written through the eyes of a HYDRA goon and I think I died laughing once or twice there]
Do Every Stupid Thing by @thepartyresponsible [it's Tony/Bucky/Jason Todd and even if you aren't in the DC fandom you should give this one a chance. I'd never read a single DC comic nor knew any of the characters and I still had the time of my life. And have since gotten dragged into more DC fics but that's a different issue. one of the best crossovers I've read.]
The Straight Path (Until The End Of My Days) by @rayshippouuchiha [it's post-canon (well, for Steve at least) Stuckony and it's. Well, I love it because we see a dark, uncompromising Steve here and this time he's acting in Tony's favor. Hey, if we get guilty Steve, let it be a competent, vicious one.]
I'm sure there are many, many more great fics that I forgot to mention (I unfortunately have very few bookmarks from my WinterIron reading binges for some reason) but I hope there's at least one here you don't know yet. Otherwise let me know!
And well, regarding my own fics, I've written a couple of WinterIron ones but my favorite probably is On A Scale From Panic To Malfunction.
tony stark being the villains' emergency contact is beautiful, and even more if he gets a phone call once in a while from the local hospital about, quite literally, being a villain's emergency contact and he's been admitted and these are the visiting hours and you need to sign on the dotted line mr stark very good thank you
The hands down best part of this entire interaction is that when Tony first gets the call, he assumes one of his various friends or associates is using a ridiculous fake name to get his attention while simultaneously flying under the radar from whomever is hunting them down.
[Naturally, Tony assumes it's Peter.
And panics immediately.]
On the other hand, the emergency staff on duty is Too Tired For This Shit™ to give a single fuck about the fact that this guy apparently has Tony Stark as his emergency contact.
"Doesn't he kind of look like Loki?" one kid asks.
"He does?" another nurse squints. "I don't see it."
"What kind of name is Loki and why should I know it?" asks the doctor.
Two floors below, the Iron Man armour crashes through the entrance wall, much to the exasperation of the receptionist.
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