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Little Sister - Tony Stark

Pairings: Tony Stark X Sister!Reader

Warnings: None

You had just finished your crappy job and was on your way home. You decided to pop into the grocery store a couple of blocks away from your apartment block. You were exhausted and therefore decided to buy some bits and bobs that would form your dinner tonight. You decided to buy some chicken, pesto and pasta, because tonight was chicken and pesto pasta. Not an original, but still easy as hell. Once you were done with being in the store, you began the semi long trek home.

Once you got into your apartment, you kicked the uncomfortable heels off of your feet and left them lying by the front door. You didn't have the most luxurious apartment, but it was cosy and affordable. It was your home. You limped into the living room and flipped the light switch on, only for you to have the biggest fright of your life.

“AH, GET OUT YOU BASTARD!” You yelled throwing your purse at the figure in the living room. The figure groaned. “Ow, Y/N! You hurt me!” You looked at the figure to find that it was no intruder but your older brother, Tony. You hadn’t seen him in months.

You let out a sigh of relief. “Oh thank God.” You panted, walking over to your brother and apologising. “Sorry Tonto, I got a fright that’s all.” You hugged him and proceeded to limp on into the kitchen. Tony rolled his eyes at the nickname you gave him, “I hate that name!”

“What happened to your feet?” He questioned. You looked at him and then your feet. “Oh, this? It’s nothing, just my stupid heels.” You muttered. He nodded his head and sat down at the kitchen island. You turned to look at him.

“I gotta change out of this stupid uniform.” You mumbled, walking out of the kitchen and to your room. Five minutes later you came out in a pair of sweatpants, tank top, makeup free and hair out of its tight bun.

You began to cook your dinner, when Tony decided to pipe up. “So, what’s my little sister up to these days?” You glanced at him and sighed. “I still work at that stupid office, boss is an absolute a-hole, and I still wear those death traps called, heels.” You explained. The pasta was cooked and ready and so you drained it out.

You placed a pot on the cooker and poured a small amount of oil into it. “Why don't you just quit it then?” He asked and you sighed. “I need the money to pay for food and rent every month.”

You placed the diced chicken into the pot and began to mix it about. “I’ll pay for it, or better yet, come live with me.” He proposed. “Tony, I don't want to take money from my brother, I want to be able to fund for myself.” You tossed in the pesto and began to stir, adding in seasoning along the way.

“Okay, but it’s not my money, it’s our money, remember?” He pointed out. You put in the pasta and stirred. “I’ll think about it.” You muttered. “You hungry?” You placed some pasta on a plate for Tony and yourself. You and Tony began to eat up dinner.

“I forgot how delicious your cooking is.” He moaned. You smiled at this. You and your older brother, chillaxing and having fun. Eventually, it got late and Tony needed to head back home. You led him to the door and gave him a hug goodnight before locking up for the night.

THE NEXT DAY

The following day, you woke up at 9:30, realising that you had a day off. You got out of bed and walked out to the living room to watch some TV, when you decided to do something better, head on out and grab some breakfast with your brother. You pulled out your phone and texted your brother. He replied a couple of minutes later telling you that he was coming to collect you in ten.

You rolled off the couch and began to get ready. You had gotten ready in under ten minutes and so you were sitting waiting for your brother to come and get you. You heard a knock on the door three minutes later and you opened the door to find Tony standing there with a bouquet of your favourite flowers.

“Aw, Tony, you didn't have to!” You exclaimed, giving him a hug. He chuckled and grabbed your hand. “C’mon, I need FOOD!” He yelled. You giggled, he has never changed. You walked out to the street below and found a black car sitting in front of the building. Tony walked to the back side of the car and opened up the door. You gave him a look but still got into the car, Tony following suit. In the car you met a man in the drivers seat. “ Oh, that’s Happy.” He said, answering the first half of your question. “He’s my chauffeur.” You nodded, your head and muttered a hello. Happy gave a small smile and started driving the car.

You spent a half hour eating up your waffles and sipping on your cup of coffee and the rest of the day hanging out with Tony, going about doing some sibling type of stuff. Pranking one another and competing in a races around the city. Tony’s phone began to ring and he gave you a sorry look. You waved it off and let him answer his phone.

As soon as he was done, he noticed that you were beat. He checked the time and noticed that you had been out for a long time. He decided to bring you back to your apartment. You sat down on the sofa and put on a movie, while Tony was talking on the phone.

Tony finished the call and sat back down next to you. “So pipsqueak, I have something that I’d like you to come to.”

“Yeah? What?” You mumbled, concentrating your all on the TV screen. “I’m hosting a gala tomorrow and I’d love for you to come." He explained. "Um.. Sure why not?" You said.

Tony gave you a hug and hopped off the sofa. "Great, I'll get you a dress and a ride to the event." He said, pulling out his phone. You turned back to the movie playing on the TV. Soon after the movie had ended, Tony left and you retreated to your bedroom.

The following day, you woke up, got ready for work and left the house in a state that only the Stark siblings would understand. Once you got to work, your stupid boss began harassing every employee for no reason. By the time he got to you, all you did was give him a glare and he was off to another employee. You sighed and got back to work.

Once the working day was over, you were the first one out of the door. You didn't want to let your brother down by being late to the gala and so you ended up running. In. Heels. You knew that your feet would be dead by the time you got home.

You sighed to yourself and opened the front door, doing your daily routine of kicking your shoes off around the hallway. That's when you heard some noises down the end of your hallway.

You creeped down the hallway and peeked into your living room to find a load of people hustling and bustling around. You looked around and found a railing holding a load of dresses.

You gave a cough and grabbed everyone's attention. Everyone stopped hustling and bustling and looked at you. A strawberry blonde woman walked over to you and held out her hand.

"Y/N, right? I'm Pepper Potts." She said introducing herself. You nodded your head and shook her hand. "Mr Stark has sent over a team of people to help get you ready." She explained.

Throughout the rest of the afternoon, Pepper led you to different people, who gave you the look of a goddess. By the end, you had your hair done into a lovely updo, your makeup was on “fleek” and you had the dress that many would die for. Once you were ready to leave, the team of professionals came up to you and gave you a hug. You felt so happy, yet, so afraid.

Pepper and you walked out of your apartment building and parked right in from of you was a black limo. You gave a small gasp and looked at Pepper. She smiled at you and led you up to the car. The door was opened by the chauffer and you both entered.

“I’m shocked.” Was all you could muster. Pepper giggled. “Don't worry hon, this is the life that Tony leads.” You noticed that she hadn't addressed Tony as Mr. Stark but you dismissed the error. The car ride was pretty short and before you knew it, you were walking down a red carpet and getting your picture taken. I guess it was mandatory for them to take your picture.

You walked into the building and into a large room filled with many famous faces. You had lost Pepper and was now alone. You wandered around looking for something or someone. You walked up to the bar and ordered a glass of red wine. As you waited on your order, a tall figure walked up to you.

“What’s a beautiful girl doing here all by herself?” You turned to face a blonde bombshell, with striking blue eyes. You smiled and turned to face the bar. “Just waiting for my drink to come and save me from boring guests.” You shrugged. The man lifted his hand and the bartender quickly finished his order and rushed over to the man. “Steve Rogers, how may I help you?” He asked. “The drink for the young lady.” The bartender nodded and poured red wine into a glass.

“Thank you.” You mumbled, downing the glass of wine. “I’m (Y/N) (L/N).” You stuck out a hand and he shook it. “Steve Rogers.” You giggled. “Let me show you to my friends.” He said. Not letting you answer you walked with him to a group of people. A dark-skinned man noticed you. “Well, I guess Steve got a chick.” He joked. You smiled and waved. “Team, this is (Y/N) (L/N). (Y/N), meet, Sam, Clint, Natasha, Bruce, Thor, Wanda, Maria, Bucky and where’s Tony?” He said looking around. You smiled and shook each hand. You spent some time chatting with the team and joking.

Then there was a stop in the music. And then you heard his voice. “Thank you everyone for coming to the Maria Stark Foundation gala.” You smiled at the thought of your mother. “For many years, people believed that there was only one Stark in the family, but in fact there are two.” Your smile immediately dropped, people whispered amongst each other, most likely asking themselves who that second Stark is.

Tony cleared his throat. “Yes, there are two, and without any further discussion, could (Y/N) Stark, please come up to the stage. The room suddenly became dark and a bright light shone upon your being. You looked to Tony, who nodded his head. You could feel the eyes of Steve and his group of friends gaze onto you. You walked up to the stage and lifted the hem of the dress. Tony held your hand and brought you to the microphone. You looked at the crown and back to Tony. Tony held your shoulder and whispered to you. “Think of mom.”

“Maria Stark was an angel sent from heaven. Always ahead of us. She loved being with Tony and I, playing the piano and having little shows for the family. She adopted me when I was nothing more than a 3 week old baby and I have to admit, that’s one of the most caring things she’s done.” You said. “I’m glad that Tony has taken Maria Stark’s love and life into one big event for all to witness. Thank you so much.” You said and hugged Tony, eyes tearing up. Tony walked up to the mic and ended the speech. The two of you walked down off the stage and to the ballroom floor. People began to surround you asking questions and while being happy to answer them, you soon became afraid. Tony pulled you to safety and to Steve Rogers.

“Steve this is (Y/-” “Stark. I understand we haven’t met.” Tony frowned and looked at you and Steve. “No, I don't believe I have met, (Y/N) Stark.” You smiled and shook his hand. Tony was pulled away by some elites and you were left with the team.

“You are a Stark?” They all questioned. You grabbed a glass of champagne from one of the waiting staffs tray. “Um, yeah, I’m... I’m a Stark, but (L/N) is my birth name, from my biological mother.” They all nodded, waiting for more. “I’m sorry, I’m not used to being in the spotlight that often. Tony is the famous one.” You explained. They smiled, hugging you tight.

Tony walked over and gave a questionable look. “We were just giving her a welcoming hug.” They said. Tony smiled, but it suddenly fell to a frown. You quickly understood, running up to him you hugged him from behind.

“I missed you so much Tony.”

#tony stark #tony x reader

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happydelusioncollection · 6 years

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Dancing In The Moonlight - Steve Rogers

Parings: Steve Rogers X Reader

Warnings: Just absolute fluff

Summary: Steve has a crush on you but doesn't know how to express how he feels to you. He turns to the Avengers for love advice but y’all know how that goes....

Note: This is the crappiest piece of shit ever! Sorry!

It was another beautiful day and you had decided to drop into Stark Tower before heading off to run some of your errands. When you reached the living room you were met with Thor and Steve doing an arm wrestling match and the rest of the team screaming out Steve and Thor’s name You stopped and looked at the gang, your face contorted into confusion.

Steve had noticed another presence in the room and glanced up to see your face. Immediately after he saw you, his level of concentration on the match decreased and Thor’s arm power overtook Steve’s causing Thor to jump up and celebrate his “victory”. Natasha, Bruce, Sam, Clint and Bucky all gave out a groan and handed fifty dollars to Tony, Peter and Vision. Steve noticed this and gave Thor a pat on the shoulder and muttered a “well done”. You giggled at Thor’s dance moves and that’s when the rest of the gang noticed your presence.

“Y/N! You have arrived at the right time! We were just about to commence round two of the arm wrestling match, place your bet on either one of these guys!” Tony offered, sliding an arm around your shoulders. You chuckled at his behaviour. “Um, no thanks Tony, I just came by to say “hey”.” You replied, rejecting the offer. “Oh and to drop in some of my special desserts that I need approval on.” You held up a bag that contained the desserts. Everyone cheered at the sound of your desserts.

Steve hadn't said a word since you came in but as soon as you left the building, boy oh boy, did he have some things on his mind. He sat down on the sofa and began thinking about you. Nat had noticed this and began to pester him about it as soon as the gang had left the room to enjoy some of the treats that Y/N had left. “Steve, I know that you have a crush on Y/N, just ask her out.” Steve sighed at this. “You know I’d love to, but I just want it to be perfect for her.” Nat chuckled at this. “Okay, well I would take her out to a fancy restaurant and then maybe to go see an old movie outdoors.” She suggested. Steve thanked her for this and decided to venture off to ask Tony for advice.

Tony and Bruce were down in the lab working on something that Steve couldn't understand. The pair noticed this and both shared a look. “Tony, Bruce, I need some help.” Tony wiped his hands on a rag he had found and walked over to Steve. “What’s on the mind of our ninety year old virgin?” Tony asked. Steve sighed at the sound of the nickname. “Tony, you know I hate that name, but I need some suggestions on a first date.” Tony and Bruce’s eyes both widened at the sound of this. “Okay buddy, I’m out!” Bruce turned back to his work. Tony on the other hand was not done yet. “Who’s the lucky girl?” Tony nudged. “Y/N, look that doesn't matter.” Tony chuckled. “Well, I would go to great lengths to make her happy. Take her to a fancy dinner, oh, I can host a party.” Steve untangled himself from Tony and ran out of the room.

The rest of the day was spent asking his friends on advice but all to no avail. Steve sulked up to his room and thought about the 1940′s, eventually falling asleep to the thought of it. The following day, Steve went out to set up what he considered a brilliant first date.

You had spent the day lounging on your sofa, bored out of your mind. That was until you heard a knock on your door. You knew that nobody was coming to visit you. You rolled off the sofa and hit the ground with a thud. You carried yourself off of the ground and walked to the front door. You found that nobody was there but when you looked down you found a box and a small card on top of it. You looked around and picked up the box. You sat it down on the coffee table and opened the box. You found a knee length, rose gold dress and a pair of blush pink heels. You were slightly confused. You opened the card and read its contents. It read:

My Dearest Y/N,

You are most likely reading this to understand the reason behind the box filled with a lovely dress and shoes. Well it’s because I have a special surprise for you. Meet me at Mason’s roof at seven thirty. I hope to see you there.

Love from,

Your secret admirer

You frowned at the secret admirer bit, but looked at the clock on your wall. 5:30 p.m. Better start getting ready then. You shaved your legs and armpits, took a quick shower, got dressed and did your makeup, and did your hair (whatever style of hair you have). You opened up your jewellery box and found one of the necklaces that Steve had given to you on your birthday. You put that on with a pair of golden hoops. You grabbed the perfume bottle and sprayed yourself excessively. You checked the time once again and saw that it was 6:30. You had thirty minutes to get to Mason’s. You walked down the beautiful lit up street to Mason’s restaurant. The waiter noticed you and walked you up the back stairs to the roof.

You saw that the roof was decorated with fairy lights and candles in little jars. You smiled at that. The figure that stood before you had their back turned to you and you were really confused. You took one step forward. The figure turned around to reveal a smartly dressed Steve. You both gasped. “Hello Y/N, you look amazing.” He breathed. You smiled. “Secret admirer?” He chuckled, nodding his head. “Dinner?” He asked. You nodded your head. “I’m starved.” You joked.

He helped you sit down. The waiter from before came and brought up one of your favourite dishes. At this point your mouth was watering, you dug into your dinner. Once you had finished your meal, Steve stood up and turned on the radio. “Dancing in The Moonlight” was the song that played. “Would you like to dance?” He asked, holding out his hand. You obliged and began to dance slowly to the music.

“You know, I love you so much, Y/N.” You smiled at him. “I knew that.” You said, ruining the moment. Steve frowned. “But I love you too.” You said, looking up at him. You were still a little shorter than Steve in heels, so you went up on your tippy toes to reach his lips. He kissed back and held you tight. Then you heard a loud cheer. You and Steve broke the kiss and you look around to see the Avengers on the next roof with a camera. You and Steve both laughed but gave them what they wanted.

A relationship.

#steve rogers imagine #Steve Rogers #steve rogers x reader #imagine #avengers

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