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Steve Rogers/Tony Stark Fic Recs
I read comic!Stony and MCU!Stucky, but here are some fic recs from before I knew that Stucky was a thing and only had Stony to occupy me. This list is not updated.
Fics that are canon-compliant or canon-rewrites
The Reason You Ruminate the Shadowy Past - Mizzy - [AO3] 20,846 words *** HIGHLY RECOMMENDED ***
So, Captain America effectively manages to cockblock Tony for a year.
It's not Steve's fault. Well, actually, it is. But he was just proving a point - that if a superhero is gay, how can it be wrong? Steve just picked the wrong superhero to make the point with. Now America will think they're dating - and Tony's not going to be the guy to break Captain America's heart.
There's only one way out. To save face, Steve and Tony have to become fake boyfriends. Steve thinks the "boyfriends" bit will be the hardest to act... but maybe it's the "fake" part that will be the hardest act of all...
Reasons I love this: Steve is just golden. His fierce justice streak, his inability to do anything but lead by example, his impulses, his epiphanies, his hurt, his healing, his falling in love. An excellent MCU-verse Steve Rogers.
He thinks of Emily Davison, the suffragette who was trampled to death just trying to campaign for equal rights, and Steve's gut tightens.
Tony seems to notice straightaway that Steve's decided to do something. Since learning he didn't have to hide the one thing he thought made him a monster, Steve's never worked particularly hard at hiding his emotions.
"You're right," Steve says, and looks Tony full in the face. "Think of the suffragettes."
And he takes Tony's face in his hands, and kisses him.
It takes Tony about five seconds to sort of realize what's going on, ten more seconds to let himself be pushed up against the nearest wall, another five seconds to really realize what's going on and another ten seconds because, well. Steve's a really decent kisser.
And then he really, really realizes what's going on, and he shoves Steve away.
As Sharp As Any Thorn - RurouniHime - [AO3] 47,038 words *** HIGHLY RECOMMENDED ***
Tony's suit gets hijacked, and he's forced to experience himself destroying Manhattan and attacking those he loves most.
Reasons I love this: Tony's fear and grief are beautifully painful. Steve's stubborn courage and loyalty are heartbreaking, both to Tony and to the reader.
“Do not hold back,” Tony says.
Steve exhales through his nose and drops his head to hang loosely between them, in direct contrast to the strain of his body. He shakes his head, back and forth in a steady weave. “Believe me when I tell you there is no choice, Tony.”
“Make the choice. You’re the leader of this team for a reason, to make choices like this, when we’re compromised. And you don’t even have to, I’ll make it for you. You need to do this. Or Hammer will burn this city to the ground with this suit.”
Steve grunts and reaffixes his hold. “Choice is made, Iron Man. Discussion closed.”
A Meeting of Minds - Nix (CrimsonQuills) - [AO3] 17,770 words *** HIGHLY RECOMMENDED ***
As it turns out, the Extremis hadn't quite finished rewriting Tony's brain. The only potential fix has... consequences.
Reasons I love this: Mind-bonding! Also: Tony being his "Take on all the responsibility and keep all the secrets" self. Also: Steve being his "I can and will fix everything no matter the personal sacrifice" self.
Carefully, Steve pulled away from kissing Tony, raising one hand to cup his face. Their eyes met and Tony's heart ached at the tenderness he saw in Steve's gaze. "You were so busy pulling back from how you felt," Steve said, his voice startlingly hoarse with emotion, "that you couldn't see what I felt." And then, a little unfocused as all incidental thoughts were, --I hated feeling you turn away.--
Some Things Shouldn't Be a Chore - scifigrl47 - [AO3] 22,187 words
Avenger's Tower is full of... well, Avengers. And Avengers never really have been very good at picking up after themselves, whether it's an apple core in the kitchen or the rubble of a destroyed building by Central Park. Steve suggests they do something about this. Bruce suggests a Kaper chart. Clint suggests Stark Hugging Duty.
Reasons I love this: I love the Avengers having domestic chores written down like gradeschoolers. Even more than that, I love how this starts off as a family-chores fic but is really more a Tony-has-issues fic. Also: Roombas.
Tony waved a fork in their general direction. “You may all go to hell.”
“Don't make me get the chart,” Clint told him. “You cannot interfere with the chart.”
Tony kept his head down. Yeah, because if there was one thing his completely fucked up childhood had prepared him for, it was the concept that affection, especially physical affection, was an unpleasant chore that needed to be scheduled, at least where Tony was concerned.
The room was suddenly so still that Tony could hear himself breathing. He glanced up from his tablet, and everyone was staring at him, everyone was just looking right at him with wide eyes and still faces and something he couldn't quite figure out. Until he met Steve's eyes, Steve's agonized face, really, the man looked like he'd been punched in the stomach, like was going to cry, he'd been to war, he'd fought Nazis, and right now, in the Avengers kitchen, Steve Rogers looked like he was going to cry.
And that was when Tony realized he'd said that aloud.
A Higher Form of War - ohmyloki - [AO3] 8,230 words
The deadly agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. play paint ball. The winner will get one favour from the director. And Tony is kind of a twat sometimes.
Reasons I love this: It's hilarious. Everything from the ridiculous premise to the serious way the agents and Avengers take to the "game" to Tony's and Steve's sniping comments is just made of gold.
"What are you talking about?" George whips another paintball gun out from behind his back. Oh, Christ. "Everyone's playing the game," he says, target locked and acquired, and then—
Two bullets hit him on the chest, right over his heart. George is out for the count. Tony's safe; the crowd goes wild. He falls back onto the deck, eyes glassy. Tony turns and sees a flash of red hair. Natasha.
"Mr. Stark."
"Agent Romanova."
She raises her eyebrows, scanning him, before reaching down and picking the fallen gun up. She tosses it to him. "Come with me if you don't want to get paint on that suit."
I Stole the Keys to This Guy - kellifer_fic - [AO3] 6,007 words
Fake relationship. Where it was Nick Fury's idea, but he didn't mean it like that.
Reasons I love this: Because being bullied into a relationship may suck in real life, but is wonderful in fiction.
"We were arguing," Tony feels compelled to repeat, circling back to his original point. "Doesn't that tell you something about our current relationship?" Tony sees out of the corner of his eye Steve fold his arms and raise his chin, defensive. He's a nice guy, Tony knows that in a kind of peripheral way but they've managed to catch on each others rough edges since they met, unexplained and unplanned for but a fact all the same. Steve just doesn't like him and Tony figures it's got a lot to do with a deep-rooted disapproval of who Tony is, what he represents.
"It doesn't look like that," Yates says, holding the newspaper up again and it doesn't is the thing.
Tony remembers that day, remembers Steve calling him a glorified Rock 'em, Sock 'em Robot and he'd grabbed Steve's hooded shirt and sneered at how cute it was that SHIELD had made him themed outfits. In the photo though, outside SHIELD headquarters, Tony was still grabbing at Steve's shirt but it looked almost playful. Tony's sneer looked like a grin because his eyes were hidden behind sunglasses and Steve's anger appeared to be something closer to fond exasperation.
Tomorrow Belongs to Me - Valtyr - [AO3] 87,241 words
Steve wakes up in the 21st Century. He doesn't think much of it, and it's dubious about him. He meets a Norse God, joins a superhero team, and feels terribly awkward about the whole monument at Arlington he's rendered obsolete by not being dead. Meanwhile, Tony is trying to make his mark on history by being the man who finally drove Nick Fury over the edge.
Reasons I love this: A perfectly complete Steve/Tony fic from start to finish: before MCU Avengers down through to the I-love-yous.
"How did you meet her?"
"Uh - " Steve hesitated, and felt that stupid blush colour his cheeks. Stark's eyes widened.
"You - my mother?"
"She, um, kissed me," Steve rushed out. "Only once! She said it was on behalf of the women of America. As they weren't there."
"Wow, go Mom." Stark started to laugh. "She never told me that! She should have told me. Why only once?"
"Peggy saw," Steve ducked his head. "She wasn't very happy. I hid from Maria for a week, but eventually she followed me into the storeroom and told me it was okay, she wouldn't poach on Peggy's turf. Uh, and then Peggy opened the door, so - "
Stark was laughing so hard he looked set to fall off the table.
"I can tell you're smooth with the ladies, Rogers."
"Don't start." Steve shook his head and turned back to the guns.
Honey, I Can See The Stars - twentysomething - [AO3] 11,701 words
"The most he'd ever cared about anything remotely related was his uniform, which, beyond the stylistic, was pretty necessary. But now his suit comes from a lab far more advanced than the basement of a Brooklyn antique shop, and the only decision he really gets to make is if his pants are too tight. (They were, but he doesn't really think they changed them. He doesn't know why, but he thinks that might have been on purpose.) That being said, he doesn't know what he's done to deserve the double take Tony gives him as he walks in the room."
Reasons I love this: Tony deals with his crush the only way he knows how to: buy him things awkwardly. Steve is a little slow on the uptake. Also: "Clause V. Fucking helicarrier, man!"
He doesn't know what to do about you. You might just have to let him buy you things for a while before he figures out that he doesn't have to try to buy your affections.
P.
Virginia Potts, CEO Stark Industries
Fics that are alternate universe
Standard Deviation - jennagrins & karengrins - [AO3] 69,462 words *** HIGHLY RECOMMENDED ***
College AU - Steve is taking a mandatory stats class. Tony, a brilliant grad student, is being forced to teach said stats class. Things start off rough - stats is hard enough without taking it under a genius instructor who doesn't want to be there - but bond over coffee and motorcycles until Steve and Tony find themselves becoming Steve-and-Tony - to everyone but themselves.
Reasons I love this: It is hands-down the best college AU Avengers fic I've read. The writing is fun and energetic, the characterisations are clever, Tony is such an adorkable, snarky brat, and the pacing is perfect. If you like college AUs and Steve/Tony, you have to read this.
< Now that I’m teaching Fury’s making me do some bullshit professional responsibility seminar thingy. How unethical would it be to get someone else to do it so I don't have to? Is it double wrong to cheat on an ethics test or do they cancel each other out somehow? >
Steve feels the grin creeping up his face, wanting desperately to smile, laugh even. But Clint is giving him that look and even Nat is staring at him now.
"He texted you!" Clint points an accusing finger. "Oh my god, your boyfriend just texted you, right as we were talking about this very thing, didn’t he."
"Shut up, Clint," Steve says, but he’s grinning now. It’s all he can do not to laugh out loud. The thought of Tony taking a professional anything is hilarious. He doesn't care that Clint and Nat are judging him. It’s just a text, right? And anyway, the damage is already done so he might as well text Tony back now. He writes: < They cancel. Your ethics were never tested. >
"Extrapolation" (sequel, 8,128 words)
Brooklyn Cats - SushiOwl - [AO3] 29,208 words
Non-superhero AU - Steve Rogers is an art student who is comfortable being depressed and alone with his room full of stray cats. Businessman Tony Stark comes along and messes that all up.
Reasons I love this: I have an ongoing infatuation with any fic that focuses on Steve being an artist. I also have an ongoing infatuation with the age difference between Steve and Tony, whether it's Steve as the post-Capsicle nonagenarian and Tony in his early 40s, or Tony being the experienced older man and Steve the 25-ish year old nice guy. This fic is both.
“We feel like we owe you for fixing our radiator,” Natasha said calmly.
Tony's brow went up. “You don't owe...” He went silent, before he turned to Steve. “Actually, there is something I want,” he said, his smile turning almost predatory as it was lifted to him.
Steve made himself suppress his own smile. He was starting to like the look of Tony's face more and more. “And what's that?”
“A date,” Tony replied, tilting his head.
Very astutely, Steve asked, “With who?” Both Natasha and Janet would probably love to date a known billionaire playboy. There was chance of ending up in a magazine.
Tony looked down briefly, before he ran his tongue over his lips and stepped closer, within Steve's personal space. “You.”
Title - Author - [Source] # words
Description.
Reasons I love this:
Sample passage
Fics that are AI/bot (JARVIS, DUM-E) centric
Run Program: DUM-E - Amuly - [AO3] 11,223 words
Taking care of Tony is a lot of work. Especially when you’ve only got one arm. And your code dates back to the 1980s.
Reasons I love this: Sweet and simple story of DUM-E's daily life.
Timestamp: 03·27·12_09·00
Trigger: User [Captain Steve Rogers] entered room.
Run Program: GreetUser [Captain Steve Rogers].
“Oh, hey there, Dummy. What, no trying to kick me out today?”
Received: Handshake.
Program_GreetUser successfully executed!
“So where's your maker today? Do you think I could see him just for a bit, if I promise not to make him upset? Or, well: I promise not to try and make him upset. Tony can be... well. Tony. Most of the time.”
Trigger: Command_Guide(Steve_Tony).
Run Program: Guide(Steve_Tony).
Program_Guide(Steve_Tony) successfully executed!
“Traitor! Traitor, what... I can't believe you brought him down here, you traitor. That's it, this is the final straw: I'm using your parts to turn into water filtration systems in Kenya. Yeah. See how many super-hero friends you make in the furthest reaches of nowhere, huh?”
Trigger: Threat(Tony_Dummy)
Run Program: Shame.
Program_Shame successfully executed!
“Tony! Don't... that's awful! Look, you've upset him!”
“What? No, Steve: it's a robot. And not a particularly good one, at that.”
Trigger: Insult(Tony_Dummy)
Run Program: Sad.
Program_Sad successfully executed!
“He's not really feeling that way. It's just affectations and circuitry and metal.”
“You're circuitry and metal. Doesn't mean you don't feel things.”
“Oh, don't get all feelings on me, Cap. What do you want?”
Rom-Commed by Fate (Or JARVIS) - leashy_bebes - [AO3] 14,387 words
The best thing about being an Artificial Intelligence is the ability to parse, filter and modify the things people say until you've got the cause to do exactly what you wanted in the first place. Or, in which JARVIS cock blocks Tony into having an actual relationship.
Reasons I love this: Protective!JARVIS.
"Oh my god Tony what the fuck, seriously, what the fuck?"
It is probably still soon enough that calling Pepper for advice would be tacky. Rhodey would just laugh. Tony is screwed. Because that is it, that is the sum total of his resources for weathering an emotional breakdown. Wonderful.
No, okay. It's seduction. Tony knows how to do seduction. The fact that it's Steve 'Captain America, Nazi-punching sensitive artist, cut-me-I-bleed-goodness, oh and also I rescue kittens from trees' Rogers makes no damn difference.
"C'mon, Stark. Man up. Seduction. This, I know how to do."
"This, I know how to do"
=>warning triggered:behavioural patterns likely to result in operation failure
=>action required
=>disrupt:behavioural patterns
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Sample passage
Fics that are canon-compliant or canon-rewrites
The Reason You Ruminate the Shadowy Past - Mizzy - [AO3] 20,846 words *** HIGHLY RECOMMENDED ***
So, Captain America effectively manages to cockblock Tony for a year.
It's not Steve's fault. Well, actually, it is. But he was just proving a point - that if a superhero is gay, how can it be wrong? Steve just picked the wrong superhero to make the point with. Now America will think they're dating - and Tony's not going to be the guy to break Captain America's heart.
There's only one way out. To save face, Steve and Tony have to become fake boyfriends. Steve thinks the "boyfriends" bit will be the hardest to act... but maybe it's the "fake" part that will be the hardest act of all...
Reasons I love this: Steve is just golden. His fierce justice streak, his inability to do anything but lead by example, his impulses, his epiphanies, his hurt, his healing, his falling in love. An excellent MCU-verse Steve Rogers.
He thinks of Emily Davison, the suffragette who was trampled to death just trying to campaign for equal rights, and Steve's gut tightens.
Tony seems to notice straightaway that Steve's decided to do something. Since learning he didn't have to hide the one thing he thought made him a monster, Steve's never worked particularly hard at hiding his emotions.
"You're right," Steve says, and looks Tony full in the face. "Think of the suffragettes."
And he takes Tony's face in his hands, and kisses him.
It takes Tony about five seconds to sort of realize what's going on, ten more seconds to let himself be pushed up against the nearest wall, another five seconds to really realize what's going on and another ten seconds because, well. Steve's a really decent kisser.
And then he really, really realizes what's going on, and he shoves Steve away.
As Sharp As Any Thorn - RurouniHime - [AO3] 47,038 words *** HIGHLY RECOMMENDED ***
Tony's suit gets hijacked, and he's forced to experience himself destroying Manhattan and attacking those he loves most.
Reasons I love this: Tony's fear and grief are beautifully painful. Steve's stubborn courage and loyalty are heartbreaking, both to Tony and to the reader.
“Do not hold back,” Tony says.
Steve exhales through his nose and drops his head to hang loosely between them, in direct contrast to the strain of his body. He shakes his head, back and forth in a steady weave. “Believe me when I tell you there is no choice, Tony.”
“Make the choice. You’re the leader of this team for a reason, to make choices like this, when we’re compromised. And you don’t even have to, I’ll make it for you. You need to do this. Or Hammer will burn this city to the ground with this suit.”
Steve grunts and reaffixes his hold. “Choice is made, Iron Man. Discussion closed.”
A Meeting of Minds - Nix (CrimsonQuills) - [AO3] 17,770 words *** HIGHLY RECOMMENDED ***
As it turns out, the Extremis hadn't quite finished rewriting Tony's brain. The only potential fix has... consequences.
Reasons I love this: Mind-bonding! Also: Tony being his "Take on all the responsibility and keep all the secrets" self. Also: Steve being his "I can and will fix everything no matter the personal sacrifice" self.
Carefully, Steve pulled away from kissing Tony, raising one hand to cup his face. Their eyes met and Tony's heart ached at the tenderness he saw in Steve's gaze. "You were so busy pulling back from how you felt," Steve said, his voice startlingly hoarse with emotion, "that you couldn't see what I felt." And then, a little unfocused as all incidental thoughts were, --I hated feeling you turn away.--
Some Things Shouldn't Be a Chore - scifigrl47 - [AO3] 22,187 words
Avenger's Tower is full of... well, Avengers. And Avengers never really have been very good at picking up after themselves, whether it's an apple core in the kitchen or the rubble of a destroyed building by Central Park. Steve suggests they do something about this. Bruce suggests a Kaper chart. Clint suggests Stark Hugging Duty.
Reasons I love this: I love the Avengers having domestic chores written down like gradeschoolers. Even more than that, I love how this starts off as a family-chores fic but is really more a Tony-has-issues fic. Also: Roombas.
Tony waved a fork in their general direction. “You may all go to hell.”
“Don't make me get the chart,” Clint told him. “You cannot interfere with the chart.”
Tony kept his head down. Yeah, because if there was one thing his completely fucked up childhood had prepared him for, it was the concept that affection, especially physical affection, was an unpleasant chore that needed to be scheduled, at least where Tony was concerned.
The room was suddenly so still that Tony could hear himself breathing. He glanced up from his tablet, and everyone was staring at him, everyone was just looking right at him with wide eyes and still faces and something he couldn't quite figure out. Until he met Steve's eyes, Steve's agonized face, really, the man looked like he'd been punched in the stomach, like was going to cry, he'd been to war, he'd fought Nazis, and right now, in the Avengers kitchen, Steve Rogers looked like he was going to cry.
And that was when Tony realized he'd said that aloud.
A Higher Form of War - ohmyloki - [AO3] 8,230 words
The deadly agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. play paint ball. The winner will get one favour from the director. And Tony is kind of a twat sometimes.
Reasons I love this: It's hilarious. Everything from the ridiculous premise to the serious way the agents and Avengers take to the "game" to Tony's and Steve's sniping comments is just made of gold.
"What are you talking about?" George whips another paintball gun out from behind his back. Oh, Christ. "Everyone's playing the game," he says, target locked and acquired, and then—
Two bullets hit him on the chest, right over his heart. George is out for the count. Tony's safe; the crowd goes wild. He falls back onto the deck, eyes glassy. Tony turns and sees a flash of red hair. Natasha.
"Mr. Stark."
"Agent Romanova."
She raises her eyebrows, scanning him, before reaching down and picking the fallen gun up. She tosses it to him. "Come with me if you don't want to get paint on that suit."
I Stole the Keys to This Guy - kellifer_fic - [AO3] 6,007 words
Fake relationship. Where it was Nick Fury's idea, but he didn't mean it like that.
Reasons I love this: Because being bullied into a relationship may suck in real life, but is wonderful in fiction.
"We were arguing," Tony feels compelled to repeat, circling back to his original point. "Doesn't that tell you something about our current relationship?" Tony sees out of the corner of his eye Steve fold his arms and raise his chin, defensive. He's a nice guy, Tony knows that in a kind of peripheral way but they've managed to catch on each others rough edges since they met, unexplained and unplanned for but a fact all the same. Steve just doesn't like him and Tony figures it's got a lot to do with a deep-rooted disapproval of who Tony is, what he represents.
"It doesn't look like that," Yates says, holding the newspaper up again and it doesn't is the thing.
Tony remembers that day, remembers Steve calling him a glorified Rock 'em, Sock 'em Robot and he'd grabbed Steve's hooded shirt and sneered at how cute it was that SHIELD had made him themed outfits. In the photo though, outside SHIELD headquarters, Tony was still grabbing at Steve's shirt but it looked almost playful. Tony's sneer looked like a grin because his eyes were hidden behind sunglasses and Steve's anger appeared to be something closer to fond exasperation.
Tomorrow Belongs to Me - Valtyr - [AO3] 87,241 words
Steve wakes up in the 21st Century. He doesn't think much of it, and it's dubious about him. He meets a Norse God, joins a superhero team, and feels terribly awkward about the whole monument at Arlington he's rendered obsolete by not being dead. Meanwhile, Tony is trying to make his mark on history by being the man who finally drove Nick Fury over the edge.
Reasons I love this: A perfectly complete Steve/Tony fic from start to finish: before MCU Avengers down through to the I-love-yous.
"How did you meet her?"
"Uh - " Steve hesitated, and felt that stupid blush colour his cheeks. Stark's eyes widened.
"You - my mother?"
"She, um, kissed me," Steve rushed out. "Only once! She said it was on behalf of the women of America. As they weren't there."
"Wow, go Mom." Stark started to laugh. "She never told me that! She should have told me. Why only once?"
"Peggy saw," Steve ducked his head. "She wasn't very happy. I hid from Maria for a week, but eventually she followed me into the storeroom and told me it was okay, she wouldn't poach on Peggy's turf. Uh, and then Peggy opened the door, so - "
Stark was laughing so hard he looked set to fall off the table.
"I can tell you're smooth with the ladies, Rogers."
"Don't start." Steve shook his head and turned back to the guns.
Honey, I Can See The Stars - twentysomething - [AO3] 11,701 words
"The most he'd ever cared about anything remotely related was his uniform, which, beyond the stylistic, was pretty necessary. But now his suit comes from a lab far more advanced than the basement of a Brooklyn antique shop, and the only decision he really gets to make is if his pants are too tight. (They were, but he doesn't really think they changed them. He doesn't know why, but he thinks that might have been on purpose.) That being said, he doesn't know what he's done to deserve the double take Tony gives him as he walks in the room."
Reasons I love this: Tony deals with his crush the only way he knows how to: buy him things awkwardly. Steve is a little slow on the uptake. Also: "Clause V. Fucking helicarrier, man!"
He doesn't know what to do about you. You might just have to let him buy you things for a while before he figures out that he doesn't have to try to buy your affections.
P.
Virginia Potts, CEO Stark Industries
Fics that are alternate universe
Standard Deviation - jennagrins & karengrins - [AO3] 69,462 words *** HIGHLY RECOMMENDED ***
College AU - Steve is taking a mandatory stats class. Tony, a brilliant grad student, is being forced to teach said stats class. Things start off rough - stats is hard enough without taking it under a genius instructor who doesn't want to be there - but bond over coffee and motorcycles until Steve and Tony find themselves becoming Steve-and-Tony - to everyone but themselves.
Reasons I love this: It is hands-down the best college AU Avengers fic I've read. The writing is fun and energetic, the characterisations are clever, Tony is such an adorkable, snarky brat, and the pacing is perfect. If you like college AUs and Steve/Tony, you have to read this.
< Now that I’m teaching Fury’s making me do some bullshit professional responsibility seminar thingy. How unethical would it be to get someone else to do it so I don't have to? Is it double wrong to cheat on an ethics test or do they cancel each other out somehow? >
Steve feels the grin creeping up his face, wanting desperately to smile, laugh even. But Clint is giving him that look and even Nat is staring at him now.
"He texted you!" Clint points an accusing finger. "Oh my god, your boyfriend just texted you, right as we were talking about this very thing, didn’t he."
"Shut up, Clint," Steve says, but he’s grinning now. It’s all he can do not to laugh out loud. The thought of Tony taking a professional anything is hilarious. He doesn't care that Clint and Nat are judging him. It’s just a text, right? And anyway, the damage is already done so he might as well text Tony back now. He writes: < They cancel. Your ethics were never tested. >
"Extrapolation" (sequel, 8,128 words)
Brooklyn Cats - SushiOwl - [AO3] 29,208 words
Non-superhero AU - Steve Rogers is an art student who is comfortable being depressed and alone with his room full of stray cats. Businessman Tony Stark comes along and messes that all up.
Reasons I love this: I have an ongoing infatuation with any fic that focuses on Steve being an artist. I also have an ongoing infatuation with the age difference between Steve and Tony, whether it's Steve as the post-Capsicle nonagenarian and Tony in his early 40s, or Tony being the experienced older man and Steve the 25-ish year old nice guy. This fic is both.
“We feel like we owe you for fixing our radiator,” Natasha said calmly.
Tony's brow went up. “You don't owe...” He went silent, before he turned to Steve. “Actually, there is something I want,” he said, his smile turning almost predatory as it was lifted to him.
Steve made himself suppress his own smile. He was starting to like the look of Tony's face more and more. “And what's that?”
“A date,” Tony replied, tilting his head.
Very astutely, Steve asked, “With who?” Both Natasha and Janet would probably love to date a known billionaire playboy. There was chance of ending up in a magazine.
Tony looked down briefly, before he ran his tongue over his lips and stepped closer, within Steve's personal space. “You.”
Title - Author - [Source] # words
Description.
Reasons I love this:
Sample passage
Fics that are AI/bot (JARVIS, DUM-E) centric
Run Program: DUM-E - Amuly - [AO3] 11,223 words
Taking care of Tony is a lot of work. Especially when you’ve only got one arm. And your code dates back to the 1980s.
Reasons I love this: Sweet and simple story of DUM-E's daily life.
Timestamp: 03·27·12_09·00
Trigger: User [Captain Steve Rogers] entered room.
Run Program: GreetUser [Captain Steve Rogers].
“Oh, hey there, Dummy. What, no trying to kick me out today?”
Received: Handshake.
Program_GreetUser successfully executed!
“So where's your maker today? Do you think I could see him just for a bit, if I promise not to make him upset? Or, well: I promise not to try and make him upset. Tony can be... well. Tony. Most of the time.”
Trigger: Command_Guide(Steve_Tony).
Run Program: Guide(Steve_Tony).
Program_Guide(Steve_Tony) successfully executed!
“Traitor! Traitor, what... I can't believe you brought him down here, you traitor. That's it, this is the final straw: I'm using your parts to turn into water filtration systems in Kenya. Yeah. See how many super-hero friends you make in the furthest reaches of nowhere, huh?”
Trigger: Threat(Tony_Dummy)
Run Program: Shame.
Program_Shame successfully executed!
“Tony! Don't... that's awful! Look, you've upset him!”
“What? No, Steve: it's a robot. And not a particularly good one, at that.”
Trigger: Insult(Tony_Dummy)
Run Program: Sad.
Program_Sad successfully executed!
“He's not really feeling that way. It's just affectations and circuitry and metal.”
“You're circuitry and metal. Doesn't mean you don't feel things.”
“Oh, don't get all feelings on me, Cap. What do you want?”
Rom-Commed by Fate (Or JARVIS) - leashy_bebes - [AO3] 14,387 words
The best thing about being an Artificial Intelligence is the ability to parse, filter and modify the things people say until you've got the cause to do exactly what you wanted in the first place. Or, in which JARVIS cock blocks Tony into having an actual relationship.
Reasons I love this: Protective!JARVIS.
"Oh my god Tony what the fuck, seriously, what the fuck?"
It is probably still soon enough that calling Pepper for advice would be tacky. Rhodey would just laugh. Tony is screwed. Because that is it, that is the sum total of his resources for weathering an emotional breakdown. Wonderful.
No, okay. It's seduction. Tony knows how to do seduction. The fact that it's Steve 'Captain America, Nazi-punching sensitive artist, cut-me-I-bleed-goodness, oh and also I rescue kittens from trees' Rogers makes no damn difference.
"C'mon, Stark. Man up. Seduction. This, I know how to do."
"This, I know how to do"
=>warning triggered:behavioural patterns likely to result in operation failure
=>action required
=>disrupt:behavioural patterns
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