Tony Rhodey United

Tony/Rhodey Thematic Fanfiction Recommendations (Part Two) - (Part One)

MIT Era:

James Rhodes in 8C by what_alchemy

Could be worse by quandong_crumble

See Stars by wisia

Birthday Surprise by ArianneMaya

it’s written here on every single page I’m smitten by starkly

PWP:

The Champagne Room by Not Applicable

Thought That I Would Be Alone Forever, but I Won’t Be Tonight by LadyHabren

I Want You So Hard by Cards_Slash

Little Bit Drunk by LittleDarkling

Running the Gauntlet by helens78

Grief/Comfort:

In Your Name I Find Meaning by thesilverwitch

If You Forget I Love You, I Will Always Remind You by heathersdomain

Promises by quandong_crumble

15 days of fanmixes challange: a mix for your OTP - TonyRhodey

Sometimes, you find someone who understands who you are, better than you understand yourself and is willing to put up with you anyway. 

When you find that understanding, you need to protect it better than your finest jewelry, because if you lose that person, you may never have it again.

i. Metal and Dust - London Grammar // ii. Malibu - Hole // iii. Don’t Let Me Be Misunderstood - Nina Simone // iv. Life Itself - Bruce Springsteen // v. Hercules - Sara Bareilles // vi. Bamboo Bones - Against Me! // vii. Down Down the Deep River - Okkervil River // viii. Red Lights - Molly and the Zombies // ix. Laughter Lines - Bastille

Tony found Rhodey and showed him the email.

"I’m the the shower, Tony,” said Rhodey, water dripping off his nose.

"Irrelevant," said Tony, pointing angrily at the screen of his laptop. "Atrocities are being committed, Rhodey. This is an offense to human dignity."

Rhodey ran his hands across his eyes and up into his—ok, yeah, there were biceps and, yep, there was all of Rhodey. Tony lost track of his point for a second.

“What’s an offense to human dignity?” asked Rhodey patiently. There was still a drip happening on his nose and Tony decided that was the point he should be looking at.

"The—um—the dean—the email—" Tony stammered. Rhodey sighed and leaned out of the shower to read the screen.

"An arts class?" he asked. The dreaded words restarted Tony’s brain.

“Yes,” he said. “Me. In an arts class.”

"As melodramatic as you are, you belong in the arts," said Rhodey. He drawled the word "arts" so that it sounded both mocking and sympathetic. Also naked. He made it sound naked. Tony wasn’t entirely sure he could have nailed down where the nudity was audible but it really was.

"Um," said Tony. Language had deserted him.

Rhodey raised one perfect eyebrow. It too was dripping water.

"You get that when you interrupt me in the shower I’m gonna be naked, right?" said Rhodey. "It’s pretty basic shit."

"Um," Tony repeated. They told him he was a genius and language had utterly, completely deserted him.

"You need a minute?" asked Rhodey and now he was definitely smirking and still naked.

Tony nodded fervently. Rhodey put his hands on his hips in the same pose Tony’s nanny used to use when she was telling him to go to his room and put away the rocket propulsion. The pose would be so much more effective now because it would render Tony completely inoperable remembering Rhodey and all this nudity.

"Let me know when you’ve finished rebooting," said Rhodey.

"Yeah, almost," said Tony.

"Maybe it will be easier on you if you’re naked too,” Rhodey suggested.

"I was almost back, you know," said Tony. "I need to sit down." He sank to the tiled floor

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