Living In Rainbow Wonderland

Life After Survival by CapsicleRogers for TheDrow (MCU AU, 27,951 Words)

Six months pass after a zombie apocalypse tears the world apart and takes most of the Avengers with it. Now Steve and Tony are the only ones left looking after the compound and wondering if there are even any other survivors out there. They have their own routines after so much time, but is it merely survival, or is their new way of life something they can make worth living?

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I’m following the map that leads to you by wylanllupin for Neverever (AA, 2,537 words)

Steve gets badly injured at 5 am and he doesn't know who to call. Tony would be the first on the list but he thinks that Tony won’t pick up. Then Tony calls him for some reason.

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Bitterness On My Tongue by Becci_chan for DragonoftheShadows (MCU, 2,337 words)

Ever since Tony unexpectedly broke up with Steve, the tension between them had been palpable. It was bad for the team and their missions, but Steve had no idea how to fix this mess. He still didn’t know WHY Tony had broken up with him in the first place.

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every line leading me to you by xWinterDreamsx for wingheads (MCU, 5,382 words)

5 times Steve secretly draws Tony + 1 time he lets Tony see his drawings

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Down boy by captainstars for 24hourmess (616, art)

Little red Ironman meets the big bad Capwolf in the woods.

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Will You Be There In The Morning? by soliloquent for ishipallthings (MCU, 11,785 Words)

Every time Tony dies in the final battle against Thanos, Steve’s day resets.

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safe line by meidui for wylanllupin (MCU, 5,773 words)

Steve is as good as dead to the world for damn near a day after he hits the Potomac. The last thing he remembers is a beam of light cutting through the dark of the water, and when he comes to with sore limbs and a busted lip and a nasty black eye and holes in his abdomen that cry out every time he so much as shifts his torso, he’d been in the dark for so long that it’s almost hard to open his eyes in the sun.

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Under the Surface by Neverever for CapsicleRogers (MCU AU, 4,293 words)

Android Steve needs to escape SHIELD's control so he looks for the person who can remove the programming. Then he finds some thing else.

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you've got a hold on me by ishipallthings for ABrighterDarkness (MCU, 1,845 words)

“I thought you’d be out for your date with Tony already.” “He’s still stuck in a board meeting, we’re doing lunch later.” Steve freezes as the full weight of Nat’s words sink in, and feels his face heat automatically. “And it’s not a date.”

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anonymous reader by wingheads for Thahire (616, comic)

steve stumbles upon fanfiction written about himself and tony.

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Liars by Neverever for Becci_chan (MCU, 2,098 Words)

Steve agrees to let Tony train him to be a better lover. It's probably not a good idea but Steve wouldn't be able to date Tony any other way.

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It's Hard To Say I Love You When You're Sitting On My Face by Fluffypanda for xWinterDreamsx (MCU, 3,224 Words)

Steve would like to explore some kinks with Tony.

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Linger by Thahire for BladeoftheNebula (MCU, 5,080 words)

Steve and Tony meet in the worst possible way. It still works out.

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Many Happy Returns by BladeoftheNebula for soliloquent (MCU, 7,657 words)

5 times someone did something for Steve's birthday + 1 time Steve did something for himself.

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Welcome Home by 24hourmess for meidui (MCU, 9,180 words)

Invited by Tony to visit his cabin in upstate New York, Steve hopes they can patch their relationship up for good while figuring out his own place in a world that doesn't need him anymore. The world has a new Captain America; where does that leave Steve? Tony and Morgan lend their helping hands.

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Careful, He Bites [ART] by Fluffypanda for captainstars (Marvel, art)

My babies

“Air turbulence,” he says as though that explains anything about what’s occurring here. “And I’m not fucking with you - but I do want to fuck you,” he whispers into Tony’s ear.

“You’re straight,” Tony gasps.

“No, I’m not.” Steve is sucking on Tony’s earlobe now and Tony needs to find a way to end this, even as a delicious tingle lances through his body. All touches can feel good, it doesn’t matter where they come from, right?

But Steve’s probably expecting touching back. And… to stick it in him. No. It’s not happening.

Steve blows air gently behind Tony’s ear and Tony wonders how he got here, pinned to a bed on Air Force One by the President of the Free World – and his friend of around a decade – when they’re both straight.

A belt around them because of "air turbulence."

“I’m straight, Steve.” Tony gently pushes at Steve's shoulder - which doesn't move at all. He's not worried, he doesn't think Steve will hurt him. Tony wants to make sure they're on the right page - Steve keeps acting like he's a whole chapter ahead, and that's an uncomfortable thought for this futurist.

Another huff of air this time on his neck. And a hand on the other side stroking his earlobe. Jesus, where did Steve learn these moves? It's tender - and all encompassing with the weight of his body pressing down. It's impossible to think of anything else.

“Of course Tony. That's what you say. But have you considered that you’ve never seen men as an option because you’ve always been elbow-deep in pussy?”

Tony can’t help it. He laughs. It's outrageous. Steve is so incorrigible in his persuasion – what a ridiculous thing to say.

Steve laughs with him but shifts so he's looking Tony in the eyes, drinking him in. It's intense - Tony feels out of his depth. And he realizes he's seen this expression before.

Earlier: The soft lighting in the cabin at dinner. The way the staff had given them space – and not a single presidential staffer haranguing Steve for a signature on their paperwork.

Steve looking into his eyes. Actually maintaining eye contact, with a soft smile on his face.

Pouring Tony a fine merlot – and the quiet firmness in how he made sure Tony alternated each glass with a heavy crystal glass of water.

And... third date? It’s hard to concentrate with Steve’s bulk covering him, and the way he ducked his head to suck on Tony’s earlobe again - sending a not unpleasant shiver through Tony. A mouth is a mouth, Tony thinks archly. Perfectly normal for the sensation to travel down into his groin.

"Third date? When on earth were the other two?" Steve leans back, eyes dancing with laughter. Is he fucking with Tony?

"You were my date at the Smithsonian thing."

"Oh." Tony blinks, surprised. "When you invited me, I assumed another inventor, scientist, eccentric genius – someone else less controversial – had suddenly backed out." And Steve knew that Tony would drop everything for him, of course.

Steve scowls a little, "Tony, there's no other inventor-scientist-eccentric genius for me."

Unexpected warmth blooms in Tony's chest. It's a hell of a kick to be on the other side of a seduction – even if it's obviously not going to work.