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“Had a good birthday?”

“Yeah...” Steve slurs through a yawn, grinning, “should get drunk more.”

He’s taking Steve to bed, apparently the most trusted to for the job, after the party winds down. 

Tony laughs, “Let’s keep it to special occasions,” he says, patting Steve on his shoulder. He’s, for lack of a better term, utterly hammered, and it’s a good look on him. He’s happy and carefree in a way he so rarely is as their impeccable Captain. Tony’s pretty sure he hasn’t stopped smiling all evening. It makes his traitorous heart skip beats that surely can’t be healthy for a person with a heart condition.

Steve nods, “’Kay,” oblivious to Tony’s inner turmoil. He’s a happy drunk, maudlin for about a second when he’d remembered the last time he’d tried to get drunk, but other than that, he’d been declaring his love and affections for the team and giggling at things only the inhibited find funny all night.

Steve tips himself to the side so he’s leaning on Tony, “You’re a good pers’n, Tony.”

Requested by @desitonystark

Requested by @desitonystark 🖤 QB!Bucky & Nerd!Tony who is also the/a coach :)

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Bucky was the Quarterback for his high school team, maybe the best they ever had; but their team just can't seem to catch a break and have a pretty mean losing streak.

Tony was just some nerd most of the football team ignored; little did they know, he loved football.

Tony showed up to their practice one day because he needed to talk to his math teacher, who happened to be the team coach. Most of the team snickered at him, even tossing jabs his way. Tony simply rolled his eyes, he didn't have time for that.

Upon watching their practice for only a short while as he waited, he pointed out a few flaws in their plays; pulling out a pen and writing in the playbook, rambling ways which they could be better without thinking. The coach and the team just stared, shock and awe on their faces; but some still refused to believe they were good plays. The coach had them try a few, they were incredible; because of course they were. Bucky grinned at his team's awe, he knew how smart Tony was, since they were in the same advanced math class and Tony had helped him a few times before.

They won their next game using Tony's plays, and after that they all pretty much begged Tony to join the team. He agreed.

Many years later, Bucky was now playing in the NFL for a nearly undefeated team, but word got out that they would be getting a new coach. He and the team were worried their new coach would be a quack. However, when the day came, none other than Tony Stark himself walked through the door. The team let out a loud HOORAY! 'cause they knew how well known and amazing Tony was.

“Prank” war, but the kind to see who can make the other blush the most in public. sorry this took a while! i hope you like it!! | on ao3

(@desitonystark asked for this too!)

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It starts when Tony teases Steve and says, “I love that I can make you blush like that.”

And Steve replies, “I know. I like making you blush, too.”

“But you don’t,” Tony says, looking at Steve quizzically.

“Yes I do,” Steve says, looking affronted.

“I mean sometimes, sure,” Tony says, laughing a little. “Definitely not as much as I make you blush.”

Steve furrows his brow. “Is that a challenge?”

“Please,” Tony says, waving his hand as if shooing away a fly. “It’s only a challenge if there’s a chance of you winning.”

*

Tony thinks nothing more of their conversation until he and Steve are walking into Fury’s office. Steve’s hand is on his shoulder, guiding him forward. Then Steve’s hand slides slowly down Tony’s back, and then even further down to give Tony’s ass a quick squeeze right as Fury turns towards them.

Tony lets put an undignified squawk and feels his cheeks color.

Beside him, Steve sits down, smug smile on his face.

“Oh it’s on, Rogers,” Tony mutters to him.

Fury rolls his eyes. “Please, spare my one good eye of your indecency.”

*

Steve’s prodding the egg frying in the pan when Tony arrives, sweatpants slung low on his hips and wearing one of Steve’s old army shirts with the sleeves cut off.

“Good morning, gorgeous,” Tony purrs, as he places two fingers on Steve’s jaw to turn his head to his.

Steve’s about to open his mouth and say, “try harder,” but Tony beats him to it by tiptoeing and kissing him lewdly.

Steve pulls away, breathless, and his cheeks feel much like the egg that’s now sizzling in the pan.

“Really?” Bruce says, frowning at them from his perch on the kitchen counter. “In front of my cereal?”

Tony pours himself a cup of coffee and blows Steve a kiss as he walks out of the kitchen. “Ball’s in your court, baby!” he says, and Steve watches Tony’s perfect ass sway as he leaves, helpless and half-hard as his breakfast burns. 

*

Tony steps out of the elevator, typing out an email to Pepper about his last meeting when he’s overwhelmed by the smell of roses. He stops and puts down his phone.

“Seriously, can you and Steve just fuck it out like normal people?” Clint asks, standing in the middle of the room, arms akimbo. His nose is red.

Tony barely processes what Clint says, staring at the absolute multitudes of flowers adorning the common room. Red, pink, and white bouquets.

Clint sneezes as he picks his way through the flowers, bends down to pick up something, then shoves a card against Tony’s chest. “Here’s your card from your dumb boyfriend,” he says, before blowing his nose.

Tony opens up the card and winces as Clint continues to sneeze and mutter under his breath.

Written on the card in Steve’s large scrawl: 

i do not know what it is about you that closesand opens; only something in me understandsthe voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses

Tony’s cheeks color, and he feels a little misty-eyed as he rereads the line of poetry. Then, all of the sudden, he notices Natasha beside him. She smirks and takes a picture of Tony with her phone.

“Looks like you’ve got to keep up, Tony,” she laughs, and picks up a bouquet as she saunters away.

*

Tony invites the team out to dinner, and Steve is already on his guard. It’s a nice restaurant, and they’re half-way through dessert when a barbershop quartet materialize out of nowhere.

“Oh, would you look at that,” Tony says, smiling serenely as he licks off the last of his ice cream from his spoon.

Bruce groans.

“We heard you’re celebrating an anniversary!” one jovial-looking man pipes up. “We have a request to sing a certain song for Captain Rogers.”

Steve opens his mouth to beg them not to, but the men stand up a bit straighter as they get ready to sing, and his mouth clicks shut.

If your heart goes bumpety-bumpIt’s love, love, loveIf your throat comes up with a lumpIt’s love, love, loveIf your knees go knockety-knockIt’s love, love, love

Steve smiles slowly, familiar with the beat, and he nods along as they sing. Beside him, he can feel Tony almost vibrating eagerly, waiting. The rest of the team seems to enjoy the performance, and soon, the men finish the song to a round of applause.

Tony stares at Steve, looking a bit confused for a moment. Steve gives Tony a shit-eating grin. “Try again next time?” he teases.

The team’s shaking hands with the singers when Tony rests his hand on Steve’s thigh. Steve turns to Tony, curious. He shifts a little as Tony slides his hand a bit higher up Steve’s thigh and he leans close to whisper: “I can’t wait to get home so you can fuck me raw.” 

Steve feels his cheeks heat up Tony’s hot breath against his skin, and feels them heat up more at the images Tony’s placed in his head. Tony gives his thigh a quick squeeze before pulling away.

“I don’t even want to know,” Clint says, eyes wide at how flushed Steve is.

*

Steve’s looking through a dossier with Natasha when Tony walks past them wearing a black tank top and jeans. His arms are streaked with grease, and Steve swallows when he sees his dog tags gleaming on Tony’s chest.

“You can’t be that easy,” Natasha says, turning to look at Steve, faint disappointment on her features.

“I’m not,” Steve breathes out, eyes still on Tony as anticipation builds slowly in his gut.

Bruce, from across the room, folds down the newspaper he’s holding to watch as Tony rucks up his shirt to wipe sweat from his forehead. He

Steve swallows again, then uses the last reserves of his gumption to walk up to Tony.

Tony, clearly not expecting these turn of events, looks up at Steve, surprised. 

Steve can almost see the gears turning in Tony’s head when he thumbs away a bit of grease he’s pretty sure Tony put on his cheek on purpose.

“Hi there,” he says.

“Hello,” Tony replies, and rests a hand on Steve’s waist in an effort to regain control over the situation.

Steve moves his hand to rest on Tony’s chest, his dog tags cold against his palm.

“I have to finish up here,” he murmurs to Tony. He’s delighted to see Tony lean closer, like he wanted him to. “But how about you get cleaned up and ready for me?” he whispers, bending down so his lips brush against Tony’s ear.

“Okay,” Tony says, his voice a little higher than usual.

“Keep these on for me?” Steve asks, holding up his dog tags. “I like knowing that you’re mine.”

“Y-yeah,” Tony stammers out, cheeks beet red.

“Off you go,” Steve smirks, pressing a quick kiss to Tony’s cheek and turning Tony back toward the door. “See you in a minute.”

“Yup!” Tony says, voice high as he almost runs out the door.

“Oh, bravo,” Natasha laughs, clapping. Bruce shakes his head and goes back to reading the paper. 

oh I was thinking it’s a role swap au, like Pepper and MJ met before Tony and Peter know each other, Pepper and MJ have this work mom-daughter relationship and Pepper always be speaking so highly of MJ telling Tony how bright MJ is when Tony asks her about work, ‘She just gets it Tony, you have no idea how great it is to have someone just gets it! It’s like she’s inside my brain. I love her so much.’ And Tony is intrigued, no one can ever impress Pepper like that, and Pepper suggests, ‘Next time you swing by the office I’ll introduce her to you, you’ll definitely love her, she has a dry sense of humour which I’m sure you’ll enjoy.’ 

And so Tony finally meets MJ the next Wednesday when he pops in SI, and the young lady is just as impressive as Pepper has described, and Tony loves that she’d just drop facts and truth bomb regardless of who she’s talking to, she’s blunt but there’s no venom, Tony knows she’s not trying to offend anyone to sound superior or anything, she’s confident but humble, thoughtful and kind. Tony sees why Pepper love her so much, she’s a dream to work with. 

‘Heh,’ MJ chuckles to herself and Tony looks at her with an amused questioning expression, ‘Just thinkin’ about my boyfriend reaction when I tell him that I met The Tony Stark today,’ she explains. ‘He’s a fan huh?’ ‘He’s a nerd.’ She continues, ‘You two would probably get along really well, he likes to build stuff and ‘’accidentally’’ blow up things.’ Tony laughs as he can clearly hear the quotation mark in her words, ‘Sounds just like my guy, maybe we should get him an interview here at SI, or are you not a fan of office romance?’ MJ shoots Tony a look, knowing he’s teasing and waiting for her to disapprove his (most famous and successful) office romance. ‘He prefers to work freelance, but I’ll let him know I got him an interview without even asking.’ 

Tony can sense there’s something more to MJ’s boyfriend, because suddenly she’s become more protective, interesting, and now Tony is even more intrigued. ‘Tell you what, I’m bringing Morgan in next friday for lunch so if your boyfriend is around he should drop by, we can have team lunch! With family and friends!’ And suddenly Tony is excited about the team lunch idea, so he just announces to everyone in the department, ‘Team lunch next Friday! On your one and only Mr Stark. Little Miss Morgan is coming, so it’s a family day, bring your kids and fam if you like!’ Upon hearing the great fun Friday news, everyone starts clapping and cheering. Pepper walks out from her office to see what’s going on, meet with the smirk on Tony’s face, she knows he’s up to something, ‘What did you do now Tony?’ but before Tony can defend himself saying he hasn’t done anything, MJ already answers, ‘He just orchestrated a team lunch next Friday so he can meet my nerdy boyfriend.’ Tony looks taken aback, was he that easy to read now? Pepper just signs, ‘Go easy on him, desperate househusband needs a hobby.’ Tony looks even more shocked now he just got tag teamed, he quickly realises how dangerous these two women are together. 

‘It’s almost two now Tony, think you should get going.’ Pepper is enjoying the look on Tony’s face but she hasn’t forgotten about the time, to pick Morgan up from kindergarten. ‘Do I get a kiss before I go?’ Tony asks shamelessly, smirking at MJ who looks away and quickly excuse herself to get back to work, Pepper looks at Tony knowingly, ‘She’s something else isn’t she?’ ‘Yeah and you two are too powerful and dangerous for my fragile little dignity, I have to find myself an alliance.’ Pepper chuckles and quickly places a kiss on Tony’s lips, ‘Will that be all, Mr Stark?’ Tony looks downright smug hearing that little reference, ‘That will be all, Mrs Stark.’ And he’s on his way to pick up Madam Secretary.

(for context, this idea of Pepper and MJ was inspired by z’s outfit)

and i just saw this, as always, bc tumblr is eating my notifs

'whomst is this new woman???' EXACTLY!!!

like. it's amazing and confusing and sometimes i lowkey feel suspicious bc i expect her to tell me something like 'stop crying, work harder' or whatever. but instead she hugs me and tells me it's okay??? that my grades don't define me??? tonight she even told me i should forget about that 'college shit' and just relax. and apparently we're going to the beach next week????

I’m writing this on the app so if the format is weird I’m sorry nfjakcks

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Tony eyed his boyfriend suspiciously. He and Sam were currently in the courtyard of their campus, during their free period. While Tony had been diligently doing his classwork and other various assignments, Sam had been glued to his phone.

Typically, Tony would never mind that Sam had been on his phone the entirety of the time—he thought it was only fair since Tony did spend a good chunk of his free time inventing. However, Sam had never once stopped to show Tony anything, which for Sam was very strange.

Usually, Sam would stop and show Tony a funny video he found, or a funny comment. But this time around, there was nothing. It made Tony curious as to what could hold Sam’s attention for so long.

The shorter term tried to glance over to Sam’s screen when all of a sudden, a drop of water dripped onto the screen.

Confused, Tony glanced up to the ceiling wondering if there was a leak, but was met to grimy old ceiling. He was about to question Sam on where that water could’ve came from when he realized that Sam was crying.

A surge of concern hit Tony. In the years that Tony knew Sam, Tony learned that he wasn’t one to easily shed a tear. So, clearly, in Tony’s mind, something was obviously wrong.

Tony tugged onto Sam’s sleeve, quickly getting his boyfriend’s attention. “Are you crying?” he asked out.

Sam, who wiped away his tears, nodded and sniffled.

A frown graced Tony’s face. He immediately got up and planted himself down into Sam’s lap, hugging him and peppering kisses all over his face. “What’s wrong, my love?”

Wordlessly, Sam directed Tony’s attention down to his phone.

The moment that Tony planted his eyes on the screen, the concern that he was feeling washed away and was replaced with disbelief and amusement.

“Seriously?” Tony questioned. “A baby bat video is making you cry?”

Sam nodded. “They’re so tiny and cute. My heart can’t take it, sweetheart.”

Tony rolled his eyes as a look of fondness was evident in his face. “Unbelievable. I can’t believe out of everything, it’s baby bat videos that make you cry.”

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UGH yes 🥺