#steve x tony
Tony: [gives some of his coffee to Steve]
[later]
Steve: Buck, I think Tony wants me to propose.
Bucky: And why is that, Punk?
Steve: He gave me some of his coffee.
Bucky: RIGHT LET’S GO BUY THAT RING!
Natasha: [holding mistletoe over Steve and Tony’s heads]
Natasha: Oh look. You’re standing under mistletoe, that means you have to kiss.
Tony: [extremely drunk, starts colouring Steve’s in with a highlighter]
Steve: Erm… What are you doing?
Tony: Highlighting you.
Steve: Yes, I see that… Why?
Tony: Cuz you’re important.
Steve: Let’s have a coffee break for fifteen.
[15 minutes later]
Steve: I meant fifteen minutes. Tony please don’t drink fifteen coffees.
Tony: [vibrating slightly] You should have said that earlier!
Steve: Maybe you made a mistake.
Tony: I don’t get facts wrong! It’s everything else I screw up.
Tony: Hostage or not, sometimes it’s just nice to be held
Steve: …do you need a hug?
Steve: Please, tell me I’m hallucinating.
Tony:[standing next to the burning microwave] Well, I’m dreamy, but try to contain yourself.
Steve: Tony, if you could spare a minute, I’d like a possible opinion on something.
Tony:Well then, you’ve come to the right person.
Steve: I haven’t told you what the something is. You might not have an opinion.
Tony:I always have an opinion.
Steve:[texting]Hi.
Tony: Send dudes.
Steve: You mean nudes?
Tony: I’m in a fight. I need more men.
Drabbles!
I’m itching to write some Steve x Tony! Send me some drabble ideas?
Steve: Don’t you think you’ve had enough!?
Tony: Don’t tell me I’ve had enough coffee!!! You don’t know me!! Maybe I LIKE TWITCHING!
Steve: TONY WHERE DATING!
(Commissioned this beautiful piece from the lovely @mirthandstar and it turned out fantastic so I wrote a thing.)
Inhale.
Steve revels in a single, solitary, sun soaked minute. His grip on Tony’s hand is firm, tanned fingers tangled with his as they sway to music only they can hear. Notes swirling in the air conditioning as Steve hums softly.
Tony’s hair smells like coconut shampoo and motor oil, as Steve tilts his head down to press a kiss to his chocolate curls. Tony leans back to grin at him, smile lazy as he curls against Steve like a flower seeking warmth.
They kiss, a sweet exchange of smiles.
Exhale.
Loving him is as easy as breathing
“One day we fell in love,
Now we wonder
What we were dreamin’ of…” (x)
So obviously I’m still angsting about Endgame - totally called it, but still. This was me looking for an excuse to draw a moment where a Steve out of time knows what he’s going to lose (knowing what he has lost), to which @starksnack added their sunshine to. Bless <3