i feel better

FIC REC: regency spam part 3

therealfoxxcub:

It was an accident when Tony looked outside the carriage window to find he had arrived back at Stark Manor. He didn’t remember telling the driver to take him there.

Nevertheless, he paid the cab fare and went inside, ignoring the polite greetings from the night staff. He would go to his room and sleep for a thousand years and not think upon this night again.

But Tony did not make it to the stairs. He came to a halt in the doorway of the parlour, unable to tear his eyes away from the sight on the settee.

There, fast asleep, his large, bulky frame barely folded onto the cushions, was Steve. One arm hung off the edge, and a quilted blanket was tossed haphazardly over his lap. A book was open face down on his chest—Tony recognized his own copy of Paradise Lost.

Read More

Avengers Fic: Bedtime Stories and Nightmares, pt. 1

scifigrl47:

((I am ever slow, but here is the third writing prompt from my contest, this one for Nashirah.  The request will be obvious, soon enough. 8) ))

The card simply said, “Happy Father’s Day!”

Tony studied it, a faint frown on his face. “Well, that’s random,” he said, flipping the thin card over. The paper was delicate, a fine linen more associated with a high class wedding invitation than a card from one mall shop. There were no other identifying marks, just the black script printing. “Not to mention completely out of season. Jarvis, where did this come from?”

“The envelope was with the day’s mail,” Jarvis said, and Tony reached for the envelope. His name and the address was printed in the same elegant script, but there was no stamp, or return address. He turned it over, considered the back, where a red wax seal had held the flap closed. He’d broken it when he opened the envelope, but as he pressed it back together, he could make out the elaborate seal that had been pressed into the hot wax. It wasn’t familiar.

“And that is our weirdness of the day.” Tony tossed the card and the enveloped onto the counter and reached for the coffee pot.

Read More

OK;

so my basic response to all the Huh, I Wonder—? moments of life is to google long, absurdly complicated phrases that may or may not lead me to the correct thing. (For example: when me and roommate accidentally set something on fire, I googled “How yu stop flambe” while she, you know, stopped the flambe.)

I’ve been googling variations of:

steve/tony fic Tony back to WWII Steve thinks he’s Anthony

for, like, a half hour. Nothing helpful is coming up.

I put it to you, mighty tumblr: does anyone know the name of the fic where Tony is sent back to WWII and masquerades as his dad’s brother “Anthony” for a while and has an affair with Steve using that name? And Steve being suuuuuper unfriendly when he first meets Tony in the present is explained by all the heartbreak?

Does anyone know this fic?

ironfries:

THIS IS A REALLY CUTE FIC ABOUT TONY FALLING IN LOVE WITH A CAT NAMED GERTRUDE

AND ALSO MAYBE A HUMAN NAMED STEVE

tonygertrude otp 5evr

I LOVE SO MUCH THAT STEVE IS A DOG PERSON AND TONY IS THE CAT-PERSON-EST CAT PERSON WHO EVER PERSON-ED.

enough of this stony Peter Parker bs, if Steve and Tony ever had a son he would be Stephen Colbert

kimberlydawn27:

tuanthecat:

There has never been a more true statement uttered by anyone ever.

So much truth in one post.

(via ironfries)