#tony stark is loved by stephen strange
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herlock-olmes · 17 days ago
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Everyone bow your heads and thank Marvel for providing us with this meal
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lilbitofmac · 1 year ago
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boyfriends boyfriends boyfriends
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xenocorner · 2 years ago
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Supreme family? I don't know her, all I know is Team Well, Shit.
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thesetwoidiots · 4 months ago
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Tony, casually talking despite getting kidnapped: Hey, Stephanie? Sorry if this is a bad time-
Wong: He says as he interrupts one of the most important intergalactic meetings in the universe.
Tony: Ooh, yeah, sorry. Anyway, I seem to have gotten myself in some trouble.
Stephen: That's unsurprising.
Tony: Well, not all of us can just portal ourselves out of situations, darling.
Alien 1: *Speaks Foreign Language*
Wong: Yes, I agree. These two SHOULD stop flirting so we can get this IMPORTANT MEETING started!
Stephen: We aren't flirting! Stark, just tell me what's wrong.
Tony: Well, Steph, I appear to have been hogtied and thrown over your shoulder like a sack of potatoes.
Stephen: ...
Alien 2: *Speaks Another Language*
Wong: No! This is NOT that kind of gathering!
Alien 2: *Argues Back Petulantly*
Wong: They aren't! Strange! What is he going on about?!
Tony: Well, it obviously isn't Stephanie! He's right there with you, and I'm here with this other guy who's-
Stephen: Tony! You're ranting!
Tony: Oh, right.
Wong, done with everyone's shit: What does this kidnapper look like?
Tony: Um... *Looks at the Guy* Sexy?
Stephen: Sexy???
Wong: How did I get stuck with you idiots?
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kyuyua · 1 year ago
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I still love the fact that the entire Ironstrange community decided that Stephen fell in love with Tony after viewing 14000605 possible timelines bc he watched him die for everyone on Titan, watched him sacrifice himself for people he just met and essentially for the entire universe, watched him fall over and over and over again just to stand up and keep fighting because he had to. He’s seen every decision Tony could ever make, has seen every sacrifice-play he’s made, every victory and defeat, and decided ‘this one.’
Like, Stephen’s seen this man at his worst and at his best, probably knows him better than anyone else ever could, and he fell so in love with him. I will go down with this ship.
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airas-story · 6 months ago
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I love you’re writing! For Ironstrange prompt… Stephen teasing Tony for being shorter then Stephen?
Stephen stared at Tony. There was something… off. “I could have sworn…” 
Tony looked up at him. “What?” 
Wait. Tony looked up. “Did you shrink?”
Tony’s nose wrinkled. “No.”
Stephen moved closer. It was strange, but Stephen had to look down to meet Tony’s eyes. “You shrank,” he said. “Tony… you’re short.”
Tony sighed. “This is why I wear lifts.”
“I’ve never seen you barefoot before?” How had he never seen Tony barefoot in the year they’d been dating? “You’re short,” he repeated, delighted. “Tony you’re adorable.”
Tony looked murderous.
Stephen would never be over this. His boyfriend was short.
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funkylittlebidiot · 10 months ago
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Harley: please! You HAVE to remember Peter! He’s really annoying and talks too much and his friends are always in our business for some reason- but he’s your son and my brother!
Stephen: it’s okay, Harley, we believe you.
Tony: You really love him, huh?
Harley: yeah! And you guys love him too!
Peter: Most of the time more than him!
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itsagentromanoff · 10 months ago
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We're All Team Tony
“Ya know, it’s really creepy that cape of yours cuddles with Tony,” Bucky huffed at Strange.
“Cloak,” the doctor corrected, smirking as he watched his cloak glare at Steve who tried to cozy up on the couch next to the genius, “You’re just jealous that Tony likes me better than you and Rogers.”
The ex-assassin scoffed at that, “Ain’t nothin’ to be jealous of.”
“Beep beep! Outta my way,” Quill interjected, bumping his way pass the other two, “Here ya go StarDust.”
“Aw, thank you Peter,” the genuis smiled, sipping the hot coffee in his hand, humming “Just the way I like it hot.”
Not to be out done by the half-alien, “Do you need me to get you anything, Tony?“
“Unless it’s to allow me back into my lab, no Cap,�� Tony gave him a hopeful smile.
It nearly broke the super soldier’s heart when he shook his head at the engineer’s request.
“You know I can’t allow that Tony,” the blonde regretfully told him, “You heard what your doctor and Banner said and you sure as heck know what Miss Pott’s would say if she knew you were trying to sneak off to work.“
Tony pouted at that, frustrated that he’d sidelined by Loki and some Doom bots.
“Hey doll, wanna take a look at my arm?” Bucky called out, purposely bumping the Sorcerer Supreme but paused. Did the cloak just hiss at him?
Just as Bucky was about to take the free spot beside Tony, boxing him in between himself and his best pal, T'challa swooped in.
“Here are the plans that you asked for, Anthony,” the young King offered passing the StarkPad to the brunet, “Shuri asked that you contact her as soon you are able to.”
“Thank her for me.” Tony snorted looking through the tablet, “Is this you?”
Tony turned the screen to the King, Bucky peered over his shoulder watching the younger man’s face morph to humiliation.
The ex assassin caught his friend’s eyes having a silent conversation while the young King grumbled about double checking his sister’s surveillance again.
“Aw, Your Pantherness was this your first time with this tech?” Quill teased, winking at Tony who rolled his eyes at the other man.
The dark man glared at him, “No,” he gritted out, he have to have another word with his younger sister, “It was merely a training accident.”
“Oh sure,” Strange commented from his spot in the living room, “What with you being new to the superhero world it must happen all the time.”
The engineer raised an eyebrow at that. Was it him or was there hostility within the group? Trying to diffuse the situation, “So what’s everybody’s plans for dinner?“
Cue four men shoving each other out of the way to head towards the kitchen, while Strange whirls a golden portal turns and winks at Tony before entering it.
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softestqueeen · 3 months ago
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I need a Stephen strange x reader! Where the reader is Tony starks daughter! Please!
but daddy i love him
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pairing: stephen strange x fem!stark!reader
summary: Tony Stark – your father – finds out about your romantic relationship with the infamous Stephen Strange. How will he react to you dating someone who is almost 20 years older than you.
warnings: age gap (about 20 years), a little bit of fighting, spoiler: happy-ish end
wordcount: 954 words
a/n: hey @expensiveinnocentgurl, thank you sm for requesting something, i hope you like this!! finally getting to some requests on here! I will probably write all my open non cm requests, then continue writing for criminal minds. It’s probably my new addiction i fear (sorry not sorry) but now lean back and enjoy while i dive back into my marvel obsession.
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The communal area was quiet, only a few team members were spending their free time here reading or watching TV. Your father calls for you, his voice on edge and he didn’t look too happy either. “Can I talk to you? Alone?“
You gulped at the tone. This definitely won‘t be a nice conversation about how your day went. For a second you were questioning what you could have done wrong. And then it dawned on you.
Face paling you though about your apparently not so secret relationship with the sorcerer supreme Stephen Strange. He is not just almost 20 years older than you but also a close friend of your fathers. You and Stephen met your relationship a secret, quietly testing out the waters if the two of you were even a good match.
And you were. The last few months were the happiest of your life. Stephe was the perfect boyfriend. Attentive to your needs, taking care of you in all the right ways and of course always the gentleman. Which is why the two of you had discussed about making it official to the team in about a month or so. You would maybe announce it at Christmas or New Years. Or you would just attend one of your dads’ famous parties together and let everybody be a witness to the PDA the two of you kept to yourselves so far.
But all your plans were chucked out the window when your father led you into his office. You knew exactly what he wanted to discuss one you saw you boyfriend in a chair in front of the big mahogany desk, an apologetic look on his face.
“Please, have a seat,“ your father proses it as a question, though you knew you had to obey his demand.
He takes his seat on the other side of the desk, while you sit next to Stephen.
“When did you think about telling me?” he asked the two of you, even though you know it was aimed more at you. The frown that is slowly appearing on his face is making him appear older than he actually is.
“Tell you what,” you tried to play dumb, even though all three of you knew why you were here. Tony was not having it.
“Are you kidding me? When did you two plan on telling me that you’ve been what? Going out? Seeing each other? Fucking? However, you want to call it,” he almost screamed at you.
“Calm down, Tony,” Stephen told the billionaire with a calm voice.
“Don’t you tell me to calm down when you’ve been with my daughter doing God knows what, behind my back. I want an explanation, and I want it now!”
Stephen reached over and took your hand in his shaking one. He let his fingers run over your knuckles – your father watching the interaction with a clenched jaw – before explaining.
“Tony, I deeply respect you and our friendship, but you have to understand. I am desperately in love with your daughter, and I have been for some time. I promise to take the best possible care of her. You and I both don’t want anything to happen to her. I promise she will have everything she could ever need and more. But you have to trust me in that,” you were fascinated with how calm Stephen stayed. You were a nervous wreck, thinking about all the ways Tony could sabotage your relationship.
“With all due respect Stephen, this is not about a mission or anything this is about my daughter. I know how you’ve been with women in the past and I do not want you to repeat this kind of behaviour with my daughter,” oh your dad was pissed.
“Dad, Stephen and I have been going out for a few months now and he has never treated me bad. Of all the partners I had he is the most attentive, caring, and loving person I have ever come across. We are well aware of the age cap, but it doesn’t matter to us. Don’t you see, we love each other,” you tried to reason with him. He was slowly cracking, and you all knew it. Tony’s eyes wandered to your now interlocked fingers again and you could see his face harden.
“I’m still not happy with this. And what do you mean a few months? How long exactly has this been going on?”
“Next week it would be six months.”
Tony now stood up from his chair and paced the room.
“We wanted to wait until we are ready, you did not. What do you want to do now, dad? You want to forbid me from being with him? Good luck, because I don’t intend to leave him anytime soon. I love him, he loves me. He treats me well and I’m really happy, dad. Shouldn’t that be all that matters?” Stephen squeezed your hand. He admired how you spoke up for him, as he knew how much you valued his opinion.
Tony sat down again, the expression on his face moving into something different, something more tired.
“You know I just want you to be happy, sweetpea. And if that is with a party trick magician then so be it. You are right, I have no right to interfere with this relationship. But you know, I’m worried about you. And Stephen, you hurt her I’ll kill you, is that clear?”
A smile now spread over your face and Stephen answered. “Of course, Stark. No need to worry.”
With that Tony dismissed you both. Even if this was not ideal, you were glad the cat was out of the bag now.
“Wait, how did he even find out?”
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fanartka · 7 months ago
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lilbitofmac · 2 years ago
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Play it cool, Tony…
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xenocorner · 2 years ago
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//Slams EMH Tony and 2007 Stephen on your timeline
They just look so good together SOBS-
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professional-benaddict · 10 months ago
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Little!Peter has to get an EMG and is nervous about the shocks and the needles 🥺🥺
EMG is a medical test where a thin needle is inserted into different muscles (usually in the arms and legs) to test for nerve or muscle abnormalities. The needle sends a small electrical impulse to the muscle and the response is recorded on a machine.
Daddies have noticed in the past few weeks that Peter’s mobility has changed. He stumbles more and has a harder time moving and picking up things. So, Peter needs an EMG test to figure out what could be causing his mobility issues.
They both talk with Peter many times about the test to prepare him. Daddies were also told it would be okay to give Peter a painkiller before his appointment.
When the day finally comes, Peter is quiet and anxious. He buries his face in his big shark stuffie and wants one Daddy to sit in the back of the car with him. Stephen complies and holds Peter’s hand the whole time.
Once they are called into the appointment, Peter is told to take off his pants and lay down on the table. Daddies stand on each of his sides, pretty much hiding the scary stuff that is going to happen. All Peter can see are his Daddies leaning over him.
“I’m just gonna clean you a bit. It might feel cold, and then I’m gonna put these stickers on you. All right?” The doctor says.
Peter nods, but keeps his eyes firmly fixed on his Daddies. They are each holding his hands and kissing them.
“Okay. I’m gonna start now, Peter. Try to stay still and focus on your breathing. Let me know if you need to have a break.”
Daddies totally expected Peter to cry, maybe even scream, but all he does is blink and frown ever so slightly. The machine beeps softly, so Daddies know Peter has been stuck with the needle twice already.
“Good. You’re doing amazing, buddy.” The doctor says.
Peter blinks again. The machine keeps beeping as he is stuck with the needle.
“Daddies?”
“Hm?”
“You okay, baby? You need a break?”
“Anything, baby. Just say the word and we’ll pause.”
Daddies watch wide eyed, scanning Peter’s face for signs of distress.
“No, is okay. But, you’re squeezing too hard.” Peter says, wiggling his fingers.
Daddies almost startle out of their trance and let go of Peter’s hands. The poor boy’s fingers are a little white, so Stephen and Tony must have held on a bit too tightly.
“Sorry, sorry.” Tony chuckles and Stephen leans down to kiss Peter’s forehead.
Maybe Daddies are the ones who need a break, because Peter is pulling through like a champ.
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kyuyua · 1 year ago
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The most Supreme Family 💖💖
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airas-story · 2 months ago
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Moral of the Story
“Do you even realize what you just told me?” Stephen asked, sounding perturbed.
Tony glanced to the side to look at him. He’d been focusing on the bookshelves so he wouldn’t see the disgust he knew he’d find on Stephen’s face. “What are you talking about?” Tony asked; it was not the reaction he’d expected after telling the story of his 40th birthday party, every humiliating moment of it. The disgust, for one, wasn’t there. Stephen had a strange—ha—look on his face, as though he was in the process of rethinking something he’d thought he’d known.
“You’re telling me your best friend stole your suit, beat you into the ground while he thought you were drunk, then flew off and took the suit you’d done everything to keep out of the hands of other people and gave it to the government, and not just the government, but your competitor.”
Tony made a face, because competitor, that was being a little generous. “Hammer is not—“
Stephen held out a hand to stop him, apparently not about to let himself be distracted. “He was supposed to be your best friend. And he… I don’t care how you were acting, Rhodes shouldn’t have beat you into the ground and then stolen from you, especially in a way that deliberately and explicitly betrayed your very well-publicized view of putting the suit in the hands of the government.” Stephen shook his head. “People could have died because of that, and it’d be your weapons, once again. That would have destroyed you, Tony. I’m trying to understand how you could possibly be okay with this.”
He examined Tony, eyes piercing as though searching for answers in Tony’s soul.
Tony shifted uncomfortably, not sure he wanted Stephen to find whatever he was looking for. He tried to deflect. “Whoa, calm down. You’re focusing on the wrong things.” Because there were some things he preferred not to think about. “I was being an irresponsible ass, dangerously so. And I intended for him to take it,” Tony added. He’d wanted part of Iron Man to live on to protect the world after he died, and he couldn’t think of anyone better than Rhodey. “I trusted he wouldn’t misuse it. So he wasn’t really stealing it.”
It didn’t distract Stephen in quite the way he’d hoped. “Did he know that?” Stephen asked, tone sharp and eyes blazing, clearly getting riled up. “Did Colonel Rhodes know that he was ‘not stealing’ it?”
Tony stared at him, utterly baffled. “Stephen, I was being an irresponsible ass.”
“And that gives him the right to steal?” Stephen demanded. “To beat you into the ground, to tell you, the creator of the suit, that you don’t deserve it.”
Tony flinched, because even now, that one hurt. “Well… yeah?”
Stephen just stared at him for a long moment, but then nodded. “Right. There are so many issues here, I don’t even know where to start. Did he… I don’t know. Apologize?”
The words had been said, but Tony instinctively knew that that wasn’t what Stephen really meant. They’d kind of just moved past it and pretended that the situation had never happened. Something told him that Stephen really wouldn’t like that answer.
Stephen ran a hand over his face, clearly seeing the answer on his face. “You really don’t see a problem with anything that happened then, do you?” Pain, maybe even grief, twisted his tone.
“I do,” Tony protested; that had been the point of the whole story. “I know I handled things in the worst possible way.” And even that was downplaying how badly he’d acted.
“Undoubtedly,” Stephen agreed. “You should have been honest about the fact that you were dying. Isolating yourself the way you did was perhaps nobly meant, but foolish.” The look on Stephen’s face made it clear he thought it was far more foolish than noble. “And you absolutely shouldn’t have been drunk in a weaponized suit.” Stephen sent him a sharp look at that. Tony relaxed a little, because this was the sort of reaction he’d been expecting. “But that doesn’t make theft, escalation, and physical intimidation the right answer in handling the situation.”
“Rhodey was doing what he needed to do.”
Stephen shook his head, expression twisted in clear displeasure still as he looked away. “Perhaps.” His disagreement rang loud and clear.
Tony took a moment to just look at him. Stephen had a furrow in his brow and was glaring down at the book on the table.
“I get the feeling that I shouldn’t have told you this story. You completely missed the moral of the story. And normally you’re so good at that,” Tony said dryly, trying to lighten things, a little. “You’re supposed to be taking from it that I’m reckless, idiotic, and untrustworthy.”
The ferocity in Stephen’s gaze took Tony aback. “I already knew you were reckless. I’m not surprised that you’re occasionally an idiot. And trying to convince me that you’re untrustworthy is a long lost cause.” He met Tony’s gaze, an untold depth of emotions in his eyes that caught Tony’s breath for a moment; something warm settled in his chest.
He shelved it for a moment, because Stephen had completely missed the moral of the story, but he hadn’t gotten nothing from it. He’d just gotten the wrong thing, from it. Tony sighed, because he just knew this would turn messy if he didn’t stop it in its tracks. “Don’t be mad at Rhodey.”
“Too late,” Stephen told him, tone unshakeable. “You refuse to be mad at anything, so I’m going to do it for you.”
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thesetwoidiots · 3 months ago
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A/B/O Ironstrange HCs: Part 1 (Alpha!Tony, Omega!Stephen)
- Stephen doesn't like being considered a "typical Omega", and often does all he can to separate himself from the word altogether (i.e. he growls at Betas and Omegas who can't mentally stimulate him, stares down Alphas, snaps at pups that aren't Peter)
- Tony is the only Alpha that can even begin to put Stephen in his place (though he usually refrains out of respect for Stephen’s feelings)
- Stephen and Tony keep PDA to a minimum, especially when Stephen is in Heat
- They're both incredibly possessive with each other, and make a game out of who can create more hickeys/bite marks during sex (whoever wins gets to pick where their next date is)
- They both have insane sex drives; no one bothers them for 3 hours if they've gone to bed and made it obvious that sexy time will ensue
- Tony has a wild obsession with Stephen’s chest
- Stephen has a WILD obsession with Tony’s dick (our tall ass Omega is a cockslut for his Alpha; Tony finds this adorable)
- They'll scent each other after battles to make sure the other is safe and comforted
- Tony adores seeing Stephen content/resting in a nest or on the couch with Peter
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