#tony x y/n

[rxmqnova]

Tony: I am in charge of this disaster!

Y/N: I have a name, you know.

[stuckyrogersbarnes]

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[holylulusworld]

D.I.L.F. masterlist

Summary: Your mother has a new love interest. You are stuck with her boyfriend.

Pairing: Tony Stark x fem!Reader (for now...)

Warnings: age gap, heavy daddy kink, cheating, smut, unprotected sex, creampie, breeding kink, voyeurism, dumbification, doggy style, revenge sex, sex tapes, I’ll label this one dub-con (just in case)

D.I.L.F. - Prologue

D.I.L.F. (1) - The plan

D.I.L.F. (2) - Foreplay

D.I.L.F. (3) - Main Course

D.I.L.F. (5) - Double Team

D.I.L.F. (6)  - TBA

[vilentia]

Shadows of New York

Tony Stark x reader

Author’s note: I have been lacking motivation and inspiration to write something lately. I'm trying to get back into it a bit.

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The penthouse was bathed in the gentle hues of twilight, casting the room in a warm glow. The expansive windows showcased the lights of New York City, but for Tony Stark, they sometimes served as a haunting reminder of the battle that had taken place there.

Tony stood by the window, his fingers lightly grazing the cool glass. The weight of his memories pressed heavily on his chest, making every breath laborious.

From behind, he felt a pair of arms gently wrap around his waist. It was you, his pillar of strength amidst the chaos that often threatened to engulf him. "Lost in thought?" you whispered, resting your head against his back.

He closed his eyes, taking comfort in your touch. "The memories," he began, his voice faltering, "they sneak up on me, even when I least expect them."

You tightened your grip around him, offering silent reassurance. "You don't have to face them alone, Tony."

He turned around, ensnaring you in a tender embrace. His face buried into the crook of your neck, he whispered, "I never thought I'd find someone who understands. With you, the weight feels... bearable."

You gently cupped his face, forcing him to meet your gaze. "We all have our shadows, Tony. But together, we can chase them away."

He smiled weakly, drawing you in for a gentle kiss. The world, with all its complexities and scars, faded away as they found comfort in each other.

In that moment, amidst the sprawling city that held so many haunting memories, Tony Stark found his sanctuary in you.

[fluffyprettykitty]

I thought something with college and shy Tony × female reader. First Valentine's Day together, Tony is trying his best to plan the perfect date, and of course he succeeds. After the date, they spend the night together

Patio Love

Pairing: college! Tony Stark x female reader (no other specifications!)

Word Count: 1200 words

Outline: Tony has planned a lovely surprise for you but not everything goes to plan.

Author's Note: thank you bb for this request! I wanna wish everyone a happy valentine's day and remember there is nothing a fictional man cannot do for you <;3 this might be a month late but it is here!!!!!! and that's what matters!!!!! aye!!

Warnings: tony is a horny slut :( involuntary exhibitionism, penetrative unprotected sex, biting, marking, breast worship, swearing, pet names, and dirty talk.

P.S: dividers by @firefly-graphics //​ banners by @maysdigitalarts

Main Masterlist ・❥・Tony Stark Masterlist

NSFW UNDERNEATH THE CUT. MINORS DNI.

Tony was nervous.

He had no right to be as nervous as he was but this was the first Valentine's day you'd spent together and the first he'd celebrate with a girlfriend. So everything had to be perfect. For a week he'd spent his time after school trying to come up with unique ideas for your special date.

At first, he had thought of hot air balloons which Rhodey had sat down as it's very cold and you'd probably freeze, Happy had suggested a nice Italian restaurant and a romantic walk downtown but he felt that was too pedestrian for his liking.

Finally he'd come up with a plan, of various letters and clues that would determine you to a location where you'd have a lovely dinner.

Much to his dismay though, your roommate accidentally throws out the first clues and therefore the game is lost before it even starts. In the end, he settles for a card handed to you by a semi-functional robot covered in pink glitter.

Now as for the dinner plans? His plan was to set up a table on the patio of their shared apartment while he made sure they were all gone so you could enjoy your time together. What he didn't expect though was for you to show up in that well-fitted dress that hugged around your body just right making his eyes pop out the moment he saw you coming up the stairs.

The rose bouquet in his hands was quickly taken by your hands trying to smell them before he gripped you tightly and pulled you in a feverish kiss. "Tony, the roses!" You try to mumble between his needy passionate kisses and his wandering hands. "I need you." He mumbles in return, his hands squeezing your ass while he was practically moaning at your ear, his lips tracing your neck.

"What about the food? Tony, focus!"

"I got my meal right here." The way he bites down your neck, sucking in a bruise to mark this special occasion has you shutting your eyes. Maybe the food could wait for later. Evidently, you will need it.

You don't protest anymore, it's not like you didn't know the affect you had on him, you let him suck and bite on your neck, tracing his lips down to your breasts, hoping the low light of the candles and the street lights would keep you safe from any prying eyes.

If only you knew...

He pushes down the strap of your dress with his teeth looking up at you with his sparkling eyes, his passion shining through as his hands squeeze your ass, his free hand trying to find your zipper. No matter how much he loved you in that dress he wanted you out of it. Your hands are playing softly with his fluffy hair, you loved watching him worshipping you like that, wanting to taste every inch of your skin like you are all deliciously his.

Once he pushes the zipper down, he can finally free your breast and he immediately brings his hands forward to squeeze them and place the flat of his tongue all over them, toying with your nipples with the tip while lovingly gazing up at you. He looked happy, content, blissfully, in his right place one could say.

It's not long till he reaches further down leaving a trace of kisses down your stern and your belly, until the dress is falling off you, leaving you in just your tiny little cotton thong right there on the patio, he places sweet kisses down the line, mumbling how much he loves you, while his hands are caressing your thighs.

"Tony...my sweet pretty boy..."

You giggle as he seems to get drunker and drunker on you by the moment, it's hard for him to stop and he starts anyway but he had gotten you far too wet and he could eat you out another time, for now, you need to get properly fucked.

"Please, fuck me against the railings."

And he fucking snapped his neck to look at you, taking no longer than half a second before he is grabbing you and pushed you against the railings, quickly flumping with his pants and undoing his shirt before ripping it off at the floor. His poor cock looked so strained inside his boxers it made you almost feel bad for him. You stroke him once and twice clothes as it is and he curses as his cock twitches for you.

"You fucking driving me wild, baby."

He whispers and a couple of minutes later, he is inside you, your breaths getting short as your lips hang off of each other and your hands holding his chin to look at him. Your one leg wraps around him as he slowly begins to push his cock inside, allowing your pussy as he liked saying to swallow him in willingly because that's only how much he could know how you wanted him to fuck you.

Moans and groans and all in between fill the cold air, his hands holding on to the railings to protect you from injuring yourself, as his cock almost synchronized with his breaths. The shortest he inhaled the quickest he fucked you. Almost like a breathing exercise.

He only slipped out of your for a moment just to rub his dick on your pussy lips to feel the way you mewled when he did that, arching yourself in a way to make you get inside him again. It felt romantic, intimate like you were becoming his and him all devotedly yours. He kisses your lips when he enters you again, your wetness ailing him to hit your sweet spot fast and precisely. None of you would last long, not anymore, not as you are getting lost inside each other eyes like this. He slows a little, preferring the slow sensual type of fucking for an occasion like this.

His hands come up to your face holding up your chin for him. "I want to hear you cum on me. I need you please, baby, you have done so well for me." He pleads with you and your hands try to hold on to him as you let go, a loud moan following your action as he spills his seed inside you, filling you up.

The moment was too beautiful, him inside you, you're getting lost in each other, your bodies becoming one, that's until a loud applause was heard and you horrified and looked at the source of that noise as the image of five of your classmates were pressed on the window looking at you both and cheering.

The embarrassment would soon be replaced by pure exhilaration as you felt Tony getting harder immediately inside you, knowing very well you just discovered one of his most secret kinks.

Happy fucking valentine's day indeed.

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[wild-lavender-rose]

Guardian Angel Part 1

Pairing: Professor!Tony Stark x fem!reader

Category: Hurt/Comfort

Summary: You are a grad student who has been selected by Stark to take his course at your university. Little does he know, there is much more to you than meets the eye. You are hiding your ability to create force fields in a desperate attempt to live a normal life. But when Stark's daughter Morgan is put in danger you step in to save her without hesitation. Now you're weak, injured, and your secret is out.

Warning: Cannon typical violence, swearing, description of injuries

Note: Part 1 is a flash-forward scene after reader has been injured. The following parts will be the events leading up to this scene/moment.

You woke in the middle of a hospital room unlike anything you’d seen before. Black marble floor, lots of windows, an assortment of medical instruments that looked like they belonged on an alien space ship. There was a steady beeping next to your head. You looked, watching as your heart rate increased according to the monitor closest to the bed you were laying in. What was going on? Where were you? 

You sat up slowly, wincing at the awful stiffness in your back. The thin blue blanket you had been covered with slid off, revealing a black sports bra and a pair of black sports pants. Stark Enterprises was written in silver on the pants. 

Stark. The beep on the monitor quickened as you looked wildly about you. The events of earlier came flooding back to you. Where was Stark? Had he brought you here? Where was Morgan? 

You flexed your hands, feeling your power rise to the tips of your fingers. The monitor became frantic as you created a force field the size of a dinner plate, assuring yourself that your powers were still intact before allowing it to dissipate. Next you turned to the monitor, sliding out of bed with a soft groan so you could stand before it. You assessed the screen and was able to understand the basic premise of its design and functions within a few seconds. Tapping the screen, you deactivated the monitor. The beeping stopped. 

Taking a breath, you rubbed at your aching neck. You were only faintly aware of the pain in your legs. The memories were still coming, your foggy brain attempting to piece the sequence of events together. Where had Stark taken you? Hadn’t there been others at the accident? What of their fates? 

It wasn’t until you resolved to leave the hospital room that reality came stabbing through you. At the first few steps a sharp pain made you gasp. You grabbed at the bed for support and looked down at your legs. It was only then that you noticed the outline of bulky bandages underneath the sweatpants. You tried another step, biting back a whimper as the pain worsened. You remembered everything now. All the monitors had sprung to life, alerting you to the pain you were already very much aware of. 

“Shut up.” You hissed, squeezing your eyes shut against the pain. “Damnit it, be quiet.” 

“Hey,” a new voice caused your head to jerk up. It was Bruce Banner, better known as the Hulk. 

“What are you doing?” The question was sharp but his tone and eyes were worried and kind. “You should not be up.” 

You ignored the fact you were talking to a literal Avenger in exchange for the pain that had begun to overwhelm you. “I need to see Stark. Where am I?” 

“You’re in the med bay of Stark Enterprises, now get back into bed.” Bruce’s touch was gentle but resolute as he took you by the arm. 

“How’s Morgan?” You grabbed at Bruce’s shirt when he started to move you, giving a strangled cry as your legs felt as if they were stabbed again. 

“She’s just fine,” in one smooth motion Bruce had you sitting down, guiding your head back before easing your legs onto the bed. 

“Stark,” you grabbed at the sheets under you. The pain was making you helpless and frantic. Your power was bubbling under the service, harder to control as your fear took over. 

Bruce turned on the monitor you had deactivated only moments ago, expression becoming tight as he input a new command. “Your energy is becoming unstable. You need to breathe for me, okay?” He turned to you, his tone soothing. “Everything is okay, you’re safe. Just give me some deep breaths.” 

“Hurts.” You squeezed your eyes shut again, trying to escape your reality. “Oh god,” 

“Jarvis,” Bruce put a hand to your arm. “Get Stark.”

“But you just sent him away.” Jarvis replied, a male voice that seemed to come from all around you. 

“Tell him I made a mistake and get him in here.” Bruce felt your forehead with the back of his hand. “Shit,” he muttered, adjusting the monitor while keeping a hand on you. “Breathe. Just breathe.” 

“Knock me out.” You opened your eyes, breath stuttering as you realized that your vision had gone blurry. That couldn’t be a good sign. “Please, before I, I can’t control my fields when I’m, I’m, in this much,”

“Say no more.” Bruce was already inputting the necessary commands into the monitor. “Hold on.” 

“You rang?” Stark’s voice made you feel equal parts relieved and embarrassed. He was lacking his usual cocky swagger as he crossed from the door to the other side of your bed, looking down at you with such honest concern that you couldn’t meet his gaze. “How’s our patient?” 

“Panicked. I increased her morphine.” Now that Stark was there Bruce removed his hand. “She’ll be asleep in a few minutes.” 

“What can I do?” 

“Talk to her. She’s been asking for you.” 

“Morgan?” Your breathing had begun to slow as the morphine took effect. “She’s okay?” 

“Yeah, just a few bumps and bruises.” Stark smiled at the question, but his eyes were tainted with worry. 

“Why am I here?” 

“Couldn’t leave you there in the rubble. Besides, I thought we should have a talk.” 

“I’m…I’m not interested.” You gave your head a feeble shake, the movement making you dizzy. “Didn’t want anyone to know,” 

“Did a damn fine job of hiding it.” Stark touched the back of your hand, fingers faintly interlocking with yours. “Does it hurt? The energy fields.”

You nodded slightly. It hurt every time you felt your powers rising to your fingertips. 

“We can fix that. Right?” Stark looked to Bruce. “We can fix that.” 

“Let me fix her legs first, then we’ll go from there.” Bruce nodded between the two of them. “Keep talking to her.” 

“Hope this means I get an a in your class.” You couldn’t help but smile even as your eyes began to droop. 

Stark’s grin would have made your heart stutter under any other circumstance. “I don’t know. I haven’t read your last essay.” 

You huffed a laugh. “Professor,” 

“Call me Tony.” 

“No, I can’t.” Your brow furrowed as darkness began to take over. “Don’t want to be an Avenger.” 

“What about a friend?” 

You tried to think the question through. To reflect on the events of the past weeks. Stark was still holding your hand, the sensation warm and gentle. As you fell asleep your hand shifted and fully interlocked with his. A quiet plea for him to stay. And then the morphine fully washed over you and you were gone. 

Fanfic Masterlist

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MASTERLIST:

Will try my best to keep it updated!!

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Prompts

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Doctor Who:

11:

Causalities and confessions - Summary: The doctor gets into trouble on one of his adventures, luckily you're there to patch him up.

Let me take care of you - Summary: You're a headstrong, mother hen of the group. You always look after everyone without hesitation. But what happens when an adventure goes wrong, leaving you shake and in need of support?

By your side forever - Summary: The doctor feels himself losing hope at the constant return of his worst enemy, but you remind him he's not alone. Based on S5 Ep3 Victory of the darleks.

I should hate you - Summary: When your brother and his wife get taken by the weeping angels, the doctor is the only person you can turn to. Based on S7 Ep5 The angels take Manhattan. Reader is Rory's sibling.

Dream Lord? - The doctors true feelings about himself surface in a battle between reality and the subconscious. Based on S5 Ep7 Amy's choice

Past Versions - you have a run in with an oddly familiar face. Based on S7 Ep16 The day of the doctor.

10:

Send you away - After a trip ends up with you being captured, Teh doctor starts to question his ability to protect you.

Marvel:

Loki:

Safety - Nightmares aren't uncommon for you. But when a particularly graphic one wakes you up, you find comfort in none other than your favourite Norse god.

Freedom of the fall - The tension between tony and steve results to be too much for you. Based during civil war.

Suffocated

Losing Game - You and loki were a losing game, right from the beginning. And you've reached your breaking point.

Bucky Barnes:

Time to heal - For months, you had hated the avengers for what they'd put you through. You never planned on seeing them again. Until you ended up on the same rooftop.

I don’t hate you - A lonely nights in the avengers compound turns out to be the best time to bare your heart to someone.

Tony Stark:

Stay with me - The team has recently found out about your anxiety and panic attacks. Tony refuses to let you suffer alone.

Criminal Minds:

Aaron Hotchner:

Shot for love - An accident on a case makes you realise just how much you care for your boss.

As much as me - Your darkest thought resurfaces at the worst time. Luckily, you're not alone.

You matter - A personal connection to a case takes its toll on you. Aaron reminds you the importance of sharing your burdens.

Dance with me? - With the threat of Garcia's royal ball themed party, Hotch takes it upon himself to make sure you're well prepared.

Just so i could call you mine Pt2 Pt3 (Complete) - Hotch chooses to believe Haley over you when it comes to your relationship, causing you to lose the man you love.

Derek Morgan:

I��ve got you Pt2 Pt3 (Complete) - Being friends with BAU agents can come with complications. And when one of those arrives at your doorstep, Derek is there to help.

Spencer Reid:

Look at me - Something about this case hadn't sat right with you, and you couldn't figure out why. Until it all came crashing down.

BBC Sherlock:

Hold me - Sherlock doesn't realise how touch starved he truly is until he meets you.

High for love Pt2 - Sherlocks using again and you have to look after him. But what happens when he says something he probably wasn't supposed to?

The men you meet Pt2 - Your feelings for sherlock are driving you insane. In an attempt to get over him, you agree to a date with a guy you meet at a coffee shop. However, this seems to bring more harm than good. (Ongoing series)

NBC Hannibal:

Held through the darkness - You didn't realise how much you needed the comfort of your former psychiatrist

[lesliecabj-blog]

Nobody Agent- Chapter 3

A.N: word count is 4.1k words. I kinda got carried away but I really wanted to move the story and our relationship forward. Hopefully we’re not moving too fast. I also apologize for the lame ending. I didn’t know where to stop it. 

Reblogs, comments, messages and likes are always appreciated. I hope you enjoy my loves 

Chapter 3

Grabbing your bag from the bed and taking one last look in the mirror before leaving out to your first Avenger mission. You had waited for this moment too long and it was finally here. One last deep breath and you made your way out asking F.R.I.D.A.Y to lock the door before heading into the take off area. 

Waking up probably too early this morning, you were hoping to maybe get a quick nap before having to get into the mission. You knew you would be moving into the suburbs in a small town in Texas and that you would have to pretend to be married to Tony. You weren’t sure how you would pull that off, the man couldn’t stand to be around you it seemed like. 

Tony walked in a few minutes after you. He seemed to not be in a good mood. Heavy bags under his eyes made his lack of sleep apparent. You give a shy “hi,” as he sets his bag down in one the compartments of the quinjet. 

He looks up at you almost as if he hadn’t noticed you at first. He doesn’t say anything but give a curt nod at you. “How was your date last night?” 

“Oh, um,” you hesitate. You weren’t expecting that question. You were sure this had been the longest sentence he had said to you that didn’t involve talking about the mission. “I didn’t get to go. I wanted time to get ready for the mission.” Its true. After failing to get to Tony and ask him what you needed to get ready, you decided to play it safe and pack anything you could possibly need. No matter how small the possibility of you actually using it. You were pretty sure you weren’t going to need your hairbrush that doubles as a knife. 

Hearing you say this, Tony felt his mood lighten up. He had unintentionally kept you from your boyfriend and at that time nothing made him happier. He shouldn’t be feeling this way. He had Pepper. He was engaged to Pepper, but Tony was drawn to you. Your smell, your voice and smile. The way he would find you cooking at any hour of the day, made his heart beat just a little faster. 

The ride to Texas had been quiet so far.  Tony had taken over flying the quinjet. He had not said anything to you after you had told him that your date had been cancelled. He didn’t think he could hide the smile he felt creeping up on him after hearing your confession. You didn’t sound upset when you said it and it made him wonder if you were not actually sorry for missing your date. 

Tony looked back at you admiring you sleep. Smiling at the soft snores that passed your lips. You had fallen asleep almost immediately after Tony had taken over piloting. He really had to stop this, he thought. He could not fall for you. It would be absurd, he is engage and why would you be attracted to someone his age at all. 

“Wake up, agent,” Tony said. He turned around before you got up, he didn’t want you to know that he had been watching you. “We’re here.” 

After leaving the quinjet, Tony had gotten into the car you could only assume was the one you were going to use for your mission. 

“Is the house near here?” You asked Tony.

He ignored you. 

“When should we start acting as husband and wife?” Ignoring the fact that he had obviously ignored your first question. This was starting to make you mad. He hadn’t said a word after waking you up from your nap. You knew he didn’t want to be here and would much rather prefer to be back home with his fiancee. Or at least doing this mission with his fiancé but Pepper was not an agent. She acted as a secretary to the team. 

“Look, I know you’re not happy you’re here—“ but you didn’t get to continue with your small rant because Tony had turned and moved his face so close to you, you could feel his breath on your face. His breath smelled like mint, his woodsy expensive cologne hitting your senses and you felt lost for a moment. 

“You know nothing agent.” He said. He felt like he shouldn’t have gotten this close to your face not knowing if he could keep himself from your lips.“If you have to ask me all these questions about the mission, then I question your capability of being on this team. We will finish this mission as quick as possible and you can finally stay away from me.”

You could feel the hatred on his last sentence. Tony took one last look at your lips and then adjusted himself back to the drivers seat. The rest of the drive was quiet. You were angry and upset he would demean you that way. You were a well trained agent, top of your class. Otherwise why would be here and why did Tony hate you so much. 

Once you arrived to the house you quickly got out of the car. Tony’s eyes followed you as you passed by the front of your car. He was regretting going off on you like that but the more you hated him, the farther away you would stay. 

“Hey honey can you—“ Tony didn’t get to finish his sentence as you had already walked inside and slammed the door. “Starting off our marriage the right way,” he said to himself. 

Tony saw you in the kitchen as you tried to familiarize yourself with the house and the setting. Looking at any of the pieces of technology that Fury had written down on the mission files in case you were to need them in an emergency. 

“Look, we have to act like a married couple and that stunt you pulled out there is not gonna help if people are watching,” Tony said as he was walking up behind you about to hug you. You turned around before he was able to and it caught you off guard that he was so close to you. 

“Married couples fight Stark, that’s what it looked like to anyone else out there. In here I don’t have to pretend anything. So you don’t have to hug me, touch me or even talk to me. When the mission is over, don’t worry I’ll stay out of your way Stark,” you said as you walked by him bumping him in the shoulder. You needed to leave before the tears that were threatening to get out would spill over. 

Tony couldn’t stand to see you sad, as you walked by him, he grabbed you by the shoulders. Your face didn’t show sadness, it showed anger and hatred. He knew that he deserved it by the way he had been treating you. Tony opened his mouth to say something to you but nothing would come out. 

“The great Tony Stark is actually speechless?” You scoffed, “Never thought I’d live to see the day.” You released himself from his grip and went upstairs to one of the bedrooms. 

That night you didn’t come out of the guest bedroom. You really didn’t know how you were supposed to complete this mission with someone that hated you and for no apparent reason. You decided to stay professional, you weren’t going to ruin your career for one person. 

In the morning you woke up when you heard the doorbell ring. Looking at the clock you saw that it was 8:00AM sharp. Cursing whoever was at the door you reluctantly got up and put on a silk robe to answer the door. You hadn’t heard from Tony since your discussion and wondered if he had even slept in the same house. This mission was already to a bad start. 

As you opened the door you saw a short older lady that had a casserole dish covered with aluminum foil. She had one of the biggest smile you’ve seen and you wondered how anyone could be so happy this early on a Saturday morning. 

“Hiya neighbor!” She gleefully said. 

You brought your hand up to cover the sunlight that was hitting you directly in the eyes and squinted to see her a bit more clearly. “Hi there,” you said. Your voice still low just waking up. 

“Oof, I see I woke you up. It wasn’t my intention,” you wanted to roll your eyes at this. Who else would be up this early on a weekend. 

“No problem,” you said. “I had to get up anyway.—“ 

“M’names Rose, darling,” she interrupted as she brought her hand up to shake yours. 

Shit. You couldn’t remember what your name was supposed to be for the mission. 

“Emily,” you quickly said picking the first common name that came to your head. You needed to remember to tell Stark later. Rose kept looking at you as if she was still waiting for you to finish. You realized she was waiting for your last name. 

“Jones. Emily Jones,” you shook her hand and smiled at her. 

“Rose, Rose Calvin. I’m the neighbor on your left side. You’ve got the Munsons on your right and right across the street are the Schulers.” 

Of course, you already knew this from the mission files. The Schulers were the reason you were here in this mission of hell. They were smuggling the super soldier serums across the country and was causing a major problem for the O.S.S and the Avengers in keeping the Enhanced Humans in check. Not to mention that most people who took this serum ended up dead within a week. From what they had discovered, it was extremely poisonous to the heart. 

“I am throwing our annual end of summer barbecue tonight and we would love to have you and your husband over. They will all be there of course. It’d be a great chance to get to know you” She said as she side stepped to see into the house hoping she would be able to catch a glimpse of him. 

“Yes, we would love to come.” You said. She looked at you expectantly and when you didn’t continue she rolled her eyes and asked, “Well, don’t keep him a secret. What’s his name?” 

“Robert. Robert Jones.” You weren’t sure if Stark would be happy with the name you gave him but that’s what he got for not being here when the neighbors literally came knocking. 

“Speak of the devil,” she chimed in and you looked towards what she had just pointed at. Stark had come into the entrance hallway in sport shorts and a navy blue shirt, his hair messy from sleeping. You couldn’t help but stare and admire how good he looked when he wasn’t being a complete ass. He looked so domestic your insides fluttered and you wondered if you would ever be able to get something like this. 

Focus Y/N. This is not the time to be fantasizing. 

“Hey babe,” you walked up to him and hugged him around his waist lifting up his shirt slightly in the back. Tony doesn’t flinch and just kisses the side of your head back. “Hey sweetheart,” he said back. 

“This is our neighbor Rose,” you said bringing your hand up to point to Rose at the doorway. She was smiling towards you and clearly checking out the interaction between you two. 

“I just brought you my famous potato casserole and to invite you to our annual end of summer tonight. Your wife here says you’d be able to make it,” she says as nods to you. 

You look up at Tony expectantly. His beard looked freshly shaven. He had to disguise himself for this mission and having his signature Tony Stark facial hair would’ve been too recognizable. You can’t help but notice how good he looks and you can already see his five o’clock shadow coming in.

“Uh yeah, yeah we can do that,” Tony said clearly still groggy from waking up. 

“Great! Well listen I’ve gotta go, otherwise my husband will kill me,” she said throwing her head back in a shrieky laugh. “He just can’t function without me, but you know what I mean. I saw the way he was looking at you.” She winked. 

You chuckled slightly and tried to change up the conversation. “Did you need me to bring anything, Rose?” You asked hoping she would say no but she looked delighted that you had offered.

“She makes the best pineapple upside down cake,” Tony said. “Just exquisite,” he finished by bringing his hands up to lips and doing a chefs kiss. 

“Well if it’s not too much trouble Emily we would love to try it,” Rose giggled as she walked away.

“Not at all!” You yelled out to her. 

Slamming the door shut you looked back at Tony who was looking at you with an amused expression. He raised an eyebrow and said “Emily?” 

You rolled your eyes and sighed as you walked to the kitchen. “Yes, Tony. Emily. I forgot what name I was supposed to use and I just chose the most common name I could think of.” You leaned against the counter and crossed your arms over your chest. You weren’t going to let him bully you today. 

“You’re Robert by the way,” you said with a small chuckle. Tony scoffed at this, “Robert? I don’t even look like a Robert.” 

“Well you do now,” you said as you turned around to start making yourself breakfast. You made a mental note that you had to go grocery shopping as Tony had volunteered you to make a pineapple upside down cake. “Thanks for volunteering me by the way,” you said sarcastically. “How would you even know what my cake tastes like?” 

Tony stepped towards inching your face like he had yesterday in the car. You could smell his minty breath on your skin. How did he always smell so good?

“I don’t. But I would love to try it someday,” he said as he licked his lips. You didn’t miss the way his eyes went to your lips for half a second. Your cheeks flushed at this. You were conflicted. Did Stark mean for this to be an innuendo? You pushed him away, or at least tried to. HIs muscular frame didn’t flinch against your attempt. 

“For someone that can’t even be around me, you’re standing awfully close right now Stark.” You said as you turned around to start on your breakfast.

Tony quickly left the kitchen. He didn’t mean to step into your personal bubble, but talking to you that close felt so right to him. He needed to get himself in control. It was only the second day and already he had two occasions of being so close to you.

That afternoon you and Tony headed out to Rose’s house party. You were wearing a summer dress, similar to the one you had worn when you were going to see Brock. Tony was wearing a dark gray shirt which was probably one size too small for him. It accentuated his abs and a V-line that left little to the imagination. Dark jeans too but you were too distracted by his shirt. 

You both arrived and Rose immediately started introducing you to everyone. You met people that were not on your file but the spy in you told you it would be to the best interest to remember their names and faces. By the end of the introductions you had met at least 30 different people, thankfully Tony had hidden a camera on your single diamond necklace he had insisted you to wear. 

You stuck close to Tony until he started making conversation with the other men about what he did for a job. Tony’s cover was that he was software developer and you were a stay-at-home wife who loved to cook. Fury had decided to stick as close as possible to your hobbies to make your fake lives as easy to remember as possible. 

As Tony was conversing with the men you made your way towards the wives. They were all sitting in a circle each with a drink on their hands. 

“Emily, darlin’,” Rose chimed in. “Please come join us.” 

You sat next to a younger woman. She had been introduced to you as Rachelle Collins. She was tall and slim and looked like everything you wished to look like. She was the wife of an important surgeon in town who was talking to Tony at that time. “Yes please, come join,” she said. 

“Well Emily, we’ve all been dying to know more about you. Especially our little exchange from this morning.” Rose spoke up first. 

“Figures you would’ve already taken your potato casserole, Rose,” smiled Rachelle. “So tell us Emily. How did you manage to climb that tree.” 

You looked at her confused. You could only assume she was talking about Tony. He was tall around 6’ and there was no denying he was handsome. “I’m sorry I don’t know what you mean” 

“Oh come on, your husband. He’s handsome.” She replied. You tried not to look too surprised. These people were bold. You barely had met them and already they were ogling at your husband. 

No. He was your pretend husband. So why was the fact that she was checking him out bothering you so much? You wanted to think it was because you knew of him and Pepper. Yeah, that’s why. You were only jealous because you were protecting Pepper. 

“Oh, we met through mutual friends—“ you were trying to keep your answers short and simple but there was no need to. Rachelle would interrupt you anytime you opened your mouth to speak. 

“Mutual friends? He’s got what 15 years on you. What kind of friends do you have?” She asked snappily. 

“It’s 10 years, and I’ve got friends of all ages.” You snapped back. You were not getting good vibes from her already and where did she get the audacity to ask you questions about your husband like this. You had already decided that you did not like Rachelle. 

In an attempt to lighten up the conversation, Rose moved the subject to the annual bake sale that was coming up. You spaced out when the conversation started but were glad to not have to endure any more questions from Rachelle. 

Rachelle however was not done with you. “So can you tell us about your sleeping arrangements?”

You opened your mouth but nothing came out. “Wh-what are you talking about?” Usually you were quick on your feet to think of a comeback or reply but you didn’t know what she meant. Had she been watching you? Did she know that you and Tony had slept in separate rooms?

“Well we were gonna go and say hi yesterday but we saw you slam the door on your husbands face and then saw 2 different lights on at the same time. One can only assume that you slept in separate rooms, and seeing him. I have to ask why?” 

You were speechless. How did she know that? Clearly satisfied with your silence and shock she turned to Rose, “so Rose, about that bake sale, huh?” Rose looked at you clearly just as uncomfortable as you about the situation and gladly changed the subject as fast as it had come up.

You spent the next 45 minutes trying to learn about your neighbors. Rachelle had gone to the dessert bar and had found herself, not by accident you were sure, speaking with Tony. You didn’t miss the way she would touch his bicep as he said something funny and surely sarcastic. 

“I would do something about her,” someone came up behind you. You turned and saw Mrs. Schuler holding a martini glass in one hand and the olive from the drink on the other. “She flirts with all the husbands and her husband sits there and just takes it.” She sounded bitter. 

“I assume she flirted with yours too” you said as you brought a water bottle to your lips. 

She scoffed. “Flirted? I found them on my bed the week after my 15th anniversary.” 

You furrowed your eyebrows and she went to answer the question you hadn’t asked, “I forgave him. He said it was a mistake. A one time thing, but the doubt still lingers.”

“Linda, sweetie, I think you’ve had enough,” you heard Rose say as she took away the martini glass away from her. Rose looked apologetically at you and you smiled at her, letting know that it was no problem. Truth be told you wished Rose hadn’t interrupted at all. One of your main suspects was more than willing to talk as long as she had alcohol in her system. You made a mental note to invite her over to for dinner and drinks. 

You felt Tony’s hands wrap around your waist as he hugged you from behind and rested his chin on your shoulder. As if it was second nature you brought your hand up to his jawline as you turned around to face him. He kissed your cheek and asked, “are you ready to go, sweetheart?” 

Dumbfounded by how easy those movements had been you simply nodded your head. Tony smiled at you, and you could feel his face moving closer. Was this his way of acting for the mission? As you started to lean into the kiss—Rose interrupted. 

“You guys make such an adorable couple,” she clapped her hands together and brought them up to her chest. Tony sighed heavily as he was brought back to reality and smiled at her without showing his teeth. 

Rose’s comment also brought you back to reality. You tried to step away but you could feel Tony holding you close to him with his hand on your waist. You also smiled at Rose, “actually Rose, we were just leaving. Thank you so much for having us.” 

You walked away from Tony and from the party. Once you were in the sidewalk you could hear the Tony’s footsteps catching up behind you. 

“Get away,” you simply said. 

“Wait, Y/N,” Tony yelled after you. 

You whipped around quickly. “Shut. Up. You could compromise the whole mission,” you whispered. 

“Who cares!” He yelled after you, “I know you felt that back there too. Don’t deny it,” still jogging to catch up with you. 

You didn’t respond him. You didn’t want to admit it but you weren’t about to deny it. You knew that people were watching and listening to your conversations based on what Rachelle had said back at the party. You cursed the fact that the properties were so big it took you this long just to get to your house. 

As you opened the garage door, Tony still followed behind you. He finally grabbed your wrist as you both walked into the kitchen. His touch was soft and he barely made an effort to turn you towards him. You could feel his arc reactor against your chest. The closeness made your cheeks flush and you could feel the heat rising to your face. 

“I know you felt it too,” he was inching his face closer to yours. He was bringing his hands up to your face holding it steady as he started to lean in. You weren’t fighting back and you hated yourself for it, you knew you couldn’t get involved with him. It was prohibited among the Avengers. It was literally in the contract you signed. 

“You have a fiancé Tony, and I have a boyfriend,” you argued. If you moved less than an inch forward you would be kissing. You were trapped against the counter.

“I don’t care,” he said as he kept moving towards you. “I’ve wanted this since the first time I saw you.” 

You shouldn’t. You shouldn’t. But you couldn’t stop yourself—

Ding. Dong.

The doorbell rings. Tony drop his forehead to your shoulder in defeat and he sighed heavily. “I’ll get it.” 

You heard Rose at the entrance explaining how she had brought back the pan that you had taken your pineapple upside down cake. After hearing a few apologies and Tony’s it’s ok’s you headed up to the bedroom before he got a chance to get back into the kitchen. Tomorrow you would wake up and pretend nothing happen. You could only hope that this mission was completed as fast as possible. 

[wild-lavender-rose-musings]

I’ve had this thought in my head ever since End Game....Professor AU Tony Stark who’s a single father raising Morgan...who seems to genuinely enjoy getting on the nerves of our grad student reader...only to have everything turn upside down the day reader saves Morgan using powers she’s been hiding her whole life...getting injured in the process...and then waking up to find herself in Stark tower surrounded by the Avengers, Tony included...

[littlebugs]

tony: please bring home PURIFIED water with NO minerals added for taste y/n: we got spring water tony: NO. peter: with EXTRA minerals y/n: it's like licking a stalagmite tony: DON'T COME HOME. peter: mmmmm cave water

[verybadatwriting]

I love how the nicknames they use are almost universal throughout all fics.

Texts you would get being Tony’s kid:

Happy Monday 💖

[rxmqnova]

*Avengers meeting*

Tony: Remember, if you ever get captured, no matter what they do, don't talk!

Y/N: What if they torture us?

Tony: Just don't talk!

Y/N: Can we scream a little?

[vilentia]

Flirtatious Intentions

Tony Stark x reader

Summary: Will Tony finally gather the courage to confess his true feelings and pursue a relationship with you, or will he continue to hide behind his flirtatious facade?

***

Tony Stark, the genius inventor and playboy, is used to getting what he wants. However, when he meets you, he finds himself completely smitten. Despite his reputation as a flirt and a ladies' man, he's never felt this way before. He's never been so drawn to someone, and he's never been so afraid of being rejected. So instead of being straightforward with his feelings, he tries to win you over with his humor, charm, and flirting.

At first, he tries to impress you with his wit and humor, cracking jokes and making you laugh. He compliments you on your intelligence and your beauty, and he shows a genuine interest in your life and your passions. He's always one step ahead of you, making you feel like you're the only one in the room. Despite his initial efforts, however, you remain somewhat aloof, and Tony realizes that he's going to have to work harder if he wants to win you over for good.

You assume that Tony is just like all the other men you've met in the past – confident, charismatic, and only interested in a good time. However, you soon realize that there's more to him than meets the eye. Despite his reputation, he's kind, thoughtful, and always puts your needs first. You notice how he goes out of his way to make you feel comfortable and cared for, often anticipating your needs before you even realize them yourself. He remembers small details about you, like your favorite food or your preferred method of coffee, and he uses that knowledge to surprise and delight you. You also see how he treats the people around him with respect and kindness, even when they don't necessarily deserve it. Over time, you realize that Tony isn't just putting on a show for you – he's genuinely kind and caring, and he's been that way all along. This realization deepens your feelings for him, and you start to see him in a new light as you fall for the real Tony Stark.

As Tony and you spend more time together, Tony becomes increasingly nervous about revealing his true feelings. He's afraid that if he tells you how he feels, you'll reject him. He's afraid of being vulnerable and putting his heart on the line. He's been hurt before, and he's afraid of putting his heart on the line and risking rejection. He's used to being in control of every situation, but when it comes to his feelings for you, he feels completely out of his depth. He's afraid that if he tells you how he really feels, you'll reject him or see him as weak. He's also afraid of losing you as a friend, since he values your company and companionship so much. So instead of being upfront with his feelings, he tries to win you over with his humor and charm, hoping that you'll pick up on his subtle hints and signals. He knows deep down that this approach is risky and might not work, but he's too afraid to take a bigger risk by telling you the truth.

As the days go by, you begin to notice a pattern in Tony's behavior towards you. He'll flirt with you one moment, making your heart race and your stomach flutter, and then suddenly pull away or become distant the next. You're confused and frustrated by this hot-and-cold behavior, and you start to wonder if Tony is just playing games with you. You begin to question whether he's really interested in you or just looking for a fun distraction. Your feelings for him grow stronger every day, and the uncertainty and ambiguity of your relationship begin to weigh on you. You want to confront him about his behavior, but you're afraid of what he might say or how he might react. You're stuck in a state of limbo, not knowing how to move forward and feeling like your heart is on the line. You're falling for Tony more and more each day, but you're not sure if he feels the same way, and the uncertainty is starting to take its toll on you.

One day, you and Tony have a particularly confusing interaction that leaves you feeling frustrated and hurt. Tony had been acting especially flirty with you all week, sending you suggestive texts and making comments that made you blush. You thought that this might finally be the moment when Tony would open up about his feelings for you. However, when you finally meet up in person, Tony acts distant and aloof, barely paying attention to you and seemingly interested in everything but you. You're hurt and confused by this sudden change in behavior, and you finally decide to confront Tony about it.

You arrange to meet him at his lab, and as soon as you walk in, you confront him about his behavior. You tell him that you're tired of the mixed signals and want to know once and for all what he wants from you. Tony is taken aback by your directness and honesty, but he knows that you're right. He's been struggling with his feelings for you for a long time, and he knows that he needs to be honest with you. He takes a deep breath and begins to open up about his true feelings.

He tells you that he's always been attracted to you, but that he's never been able to express it properly. He explains that he's been burned in the past and is afraid of getting hurt again. He's also afraid of putting your friendship at risk if things don't work out. But as he speaks, he realizes that he can't keep playing games with you either. He knows that he needs to take a chance on love and that he wants to be with you.

You are surprised by Tony's admission, but also relieved. You've been wondering for so long what he really feels for you, and now you know. You're also moved by his vulnerability and honesty, and you know that you feel the same way.

In response, you open up about your own fears and insecurities. You admit that you've been struggling with your feelings for Tony too, but that you've been afraid to make a move because you're not sure how he feels about you. You tell him that you've been hurt in the past, and that the idea of getting your heart broken again is terrifying. You're also worried about ruining your friendship if things don't work out.

Tony listens attentively, and as you speak, he begins to understand you better. He can see that you've been struggling with the same issues he has, and that you both need to take a chance on each other if you're ever going to be truly happy.

As you talk, you both realize that you want the same things. You want to be together and make a real go of it. You both know that there will be challenges and obstacles to overcome, but you're willing to take the risk. You promise to be honest and open with each other, to communicate your feelings and fears, and to work together to build a strong and lasting relationship.

After your conversation, Tony takes you in his arms and kisses you. You both know that it's just the beginning of your journey together, but you're ready to take the next step. From that moment on, you're a real couple, with all the ups and downs that come with it. But you're both ready to face whatever comes your way, together.

[actually-mentally-ill]

when im being asked a question, but i was busy daydreaming about __ x y/n

[romanoffshouse]

Y/N: Bye Natasha!

Y/N: Bye Tony!

Y/N: Bye Steve!

Y/N: Bye Bucky!

Y/N: Bye Natasha!

Tony: You said 'Bye Natasha' twice.

Y/N: I like Natasha.

[waltermis]

Supportive Girlfriend

Steve: Why do you encourage Y/N's behaviour?

Natasha: What?! I do not!!

Tony: Really?! Exhibit A

*flashback*

*Y/N jumps out from behind the door*

Y/N: BOO!

Clint: ...😒😒

Tony: ...🙄🙄

Natasha: ...

*Y/N pouting*

Natasha: Ahhh! you scared the living shit out of me!

*end flashback*

Natasha: I was genuinely scared that time

Clint: Uh huh... sure you were.

Natasha: I was!

Clint: Moving on, Exhibit B

*flashback*

Y/N: Knock knock

Natasha: Who's there?

Y/N: Interrupting cow

Natasha: Interrupting c-

Y/N: MOOOOOOOOOOO!

Natasha: AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH THAT'S TOO GOOD!!! AHAHAHAH

*end flashback*

Natasha: I really thought it was funny!

Wanda: Nat, it really wasn't...

Natasha: Well, exCuSE mE for trying to be a suPpOrTiVe GirLFriEnD!!! I guess I'll just stop...

*Y/N walks into the kitchen*

Y/N: Hey, babe, guess what?

Natasha: What?

Y/N: What kind of sound does a witch's vehicle make?

Natasha: I dunno, what?

Y/N *snickering*: Brrrroooom, brrroooom.

Natasha: ....

*Y/N stops laughing*

Y/N: ...Do you not like it? 🥺🥺🥺

Natasha: OOOOOHHHHH! Brrrroooom, brrroooom. That's so fucking smart!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

Y/N: YES!!! Nailed it!

*Y/N walks out*

*Everyone looking at Natasha*

Natasha: WHAT?!