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[just-dreaming-marvel]

Arc Reactor

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Tony Stark x Fem!Reader

Word Count: 7,680ish

Summary: You love Tony's arc reactor. But what if it's the thing that can cause you the greatest pain?

Warnings: torture, unwanted touching, transplants, ptsd

Notes: Wow. I have not be able to write this much in a short amount of time in such a long time. It feels good. I hope people enjoy this one. It's a long one. Sorry if there's any errors, I really wanted to just get it out.

Tony and you were laying in bed. It was one of the few occasions that you could convince Tony to come to bed and he could actually sleep. This time, you were the one not sleeping much, content to run your fingers around the edges of his arc reactor. The glow allowed you to see the outlines of his face in the darkness. The softness of his features when they were fully relaxed reminded you about how much you love his wrinkles when he smiles. 

“You’re staring,” Tony grumbled after a while.

“I’m sorry,” you whispered. “I’ll stop.” But you made no move to look away or to stop running your finger over the rim of his reactor.

Tony opened one eye to look at you. “You’re wide awake.” He moved slightly and opened both eyes to get a better look at you.

“Yes, we’ve seemed to switch positions tonight.”

“What’s going on?”

“Nothing. Just couldn’t stop staring at you… you’re very pretty.”

Tony chuckled. “Pretty?”

“You heard what I said.”

“Well, my dear, you’re prettier.” Tony scooted closer to give a peck to the tip of your nose. He pulled away and studied your eyes. “Are you sure the only reason you’re awake is because I’m pretty?”

You shrugged. “Sometimes I like watching you sleep.”

“Hmm.” He glanced down at your fingers that were running over his arc reactor. “Is it the light? I can put a shirt on.”

“Don’t you dare.”

Tony chuckled a little before the two of you sat in silence for a moment. “I’ve been thinking about seeing if I can get rid of this thing.”

“What?” Your hand stopped its movements as his statement shocked you. “Is that even an option? The reactor is keeping you alive.”

“I’ve looked into some doctor’s that I believe could help me take the shrapnel out of me.”

“That’s… that’s…” 

Your eyes fell to the glowing reactor. This object was inside of your boyfriend’s chest, keeping him alive. It was an object that brought an odd sense of peace to you, especially when missions were hard and you didn’t think you or Tony were going to make it out. It was your personal night-light, connected to the most important person in your life. What would life be without Tony having a reactor in his chest? Would the suit’s work the same? Would Tony’s heart be okay? What if he didn’t survive the surgery? What if Tony—

“Honey,” Tony pulled you from your thoughts through his words and gently taking your face in his hands. He could tell that you were spiraling. You met his gaze. “I promise that I would do anything unless I’m a 100% sure it will work. I will consult every doctor, including Bruce, and I’ll have JARVIS run every possible scenario. Okay?”

“Okay,” you gave a slight nod.

Tony could tell that you still weren’t all in. “And I promise that, after collecting all the research, I won’t do anything that you don’t want me to.”

You sighed. “If it’s really what you want, I will support you.”

Tony gave you a tight-lipped smile before leaning in to give you a light kiss. “We can talk more about this in the morning.” He wrapped his arms around you and pulled you into his chest. “We should sleep.”

You giggled. “Said Tony Stark. The Sleepless Wonder.”

“Well that’s a new one.” 

Sighing, you snuggled into Tony. “Goodnight, Tones.”

“Goodnight, my dear,” he pressed a kiss to the top of your head. “Love you.”

~~~

The talk of removing Tony’s arc reactor failed to me talked about more in the morning. Instead, the two of you continued your lives like the talk hadn’t happened. Well, except for the fact that Tony had started pulling together research on doctor’s and procedures. 

Weeks went by and you barely remembered the conversation anymore. Tony and you were just living your lives: trainings, meetings, lab time, date nights. Life was good.

“How big do you think this mission is?” You asked Natasha as the two of you walked to the conference room.

“Well, since everyone’s being called in for this, I’d say pretty big,” she responded.

“Great… Just what I want to deal with.”

Natasha laughed. “It’s been a while since we’ve all be called out together, it might be nice.”

“It’s only nice for you because your boyfriend isn’t as overprotective as mine.”

“I don’t know, the Hulk can be very protective.”

“Yes, but Bruce isn’t. Tony is overprotective all the time.”

Natasha opened the door to the conference room. “I guess you’re right, since your boyfriend saved you a seat and mine’s standing in the corner.”

You let out a laugh as the two of you entered and found your seats. Tony shot you a smile as you sat down behind him. “Thanks for saving me a seat,” you whispered.

Tony turned in his chair and reached over to take your hand, bringing your hand up to press a kiss to the back of it. “Anytime.”

Steve quickly got started with the briefing and Tony didn’t let go of your hand through it all. It was a big mission, everyone was needed. The plan was to take down a major HYDRA facility located near the North Pole. You and Tony were tasked with entering the facility, wiping the drives and placing the needed explosives. The rest of the Team would be outside as the distraction since it was clear that the facility was not empty.

“Is everyone clear about their assignments?” Steve asked. He looked around the room to see the multitude of nods and ‘yes’s heard. “Alright. Pack up and rest up, we leave late tonight.”

Everyone stood up but Tony and yourself. Tony’s thumb was rubbing the back of your hand. You could tell that he was nervous, he always was when it came to you going on missions. Once everyone left, you rolled your chair closer to his.

“Are you alright?” You asked softly, trying to pull him from his anxious thoughts.

“Just… something doesn’t feel right about this mission,” Tony admitted. He wasn’t usually one to feel this way, it was usually you. 

“I’m sure that it’s just my normal nervousness getting to you.”

“No,” Tony shook his head. “That’s not it.” He turned his chair and looked you in the eyes. “This mission isn’t going to end well.”

“When does any mission?”

“I’m not joking, Y/N. I… I think we need to stay back.”

“We can’t, Tony. The whole Team is needed. I’m sure that we’re just switching roles again. You haven’t been this nervous about a mission in a while. It was about time.”

“I guess you could be right…” He sighed. “We should get ready.”

“Yeah.” You leaned in and gave him a kiss. You could tell that his anxiousness about the mission wasn’t going to go away until you were all back in the safety of the compound. “I love you.”

Tony pressed out a smile for you before kissing you. “I love you more.”

~~~

Tony was an anxious mess the whole flight. He choose to fly the quinjet to help ease his nerves but that caused the flight to not be as smooth as it should have been. Everyone kept eyeing you, trying to get you to do something but you knew that taking him away from the controls would be worse. 

“Is Stark okay enough to do this?” Steve whispered to you as you finished getting ready in the back of the quinjet. “I haven’t seen him this bad in… well, in ever.”

You sighed. “He has a bad feeling about this mission. I’m starting to as well.”

“It’s too late to back out now.”

“I know. I’ll keep a close eye out on him and let you know if we need back up in there.”

“Please. We don’t want to lose either of you just because Tony’s not fully focused.”

“I can handle him, Steve. Trust me.”

~~~

“Y/N! I need you to hurry, we have more company coming!”

“Well if you hadn’t lost the damn drive, I wouldn’t have to erase everything manually!”

You were frantically typing on the facility’s main frame, trying to erasing everything as fast as you could. Tony was just outside the room, shooting down any HYDRA agents that came your way.

“I told you this mission wasn’t going to end well!” Tony shouted.

“It’s not over yet, Stark! Focus!”

Suddenly, you heard a loud explosion come from the hall. It shook the place, causing you to fall to the ground.

“Tony!” You shouted, pushing yourself up to rush into the smoke filled hallway. “Tony!” You coughed as you tried to search for him through the thick, gray smoke. “Tony!” You pressed a finger to the comm in your ear. “Captain, can you hear me?” No response. “Anyone? I need backup. Now!” Again, nothing.

Hearing footsteps, you grabbed the guns from your thighs and held them up. You took a few careful steps, still unable to see much, before you tripped. You rolled over whatever you tripped over as gracefully as you could then turned to see if you could tell what you tripped over. You gasped as you saw the familiar gold and red appear through the smoke. You crawled closer to see that it was Tony. He was completely passed out with an EMP attached to the chest of his suit.

“Tony!” You exclaimed as your hands took hold of his face. “Tony! Wake— Up!” You began to cough more and your eyes grew tired. It was clear to you now that the smoke wasn’t just smoke. “JARVIS?” You called, trying to see if the AI would respond. You needed to get Tony out of here, even if his suit did all the work. “JAR—VIS… Any… one…”

Feet stopped right in front of you and Tony before you passed out on top of him.

~~~

“Has anyone heard from Stark or L/N?” Steve shouted as he threw his shield at a group of HYDRA agents.

“Not at all!” Natasha responded as she fought.

“They’re taking too long,” Clint noted from where he was shooting arrows from a tree.

“JARVIS,” Steve called, “I need information on Stark and L/N and I need it—“

Steve was cut off by the facility exploding. The Team members on the ground were thrown by the blast as were many of the HYDRA agents left.

“Tony! Y/N!” Clint yelled as he tried to get them to respond on the comms. “Damn it!”

“Captain,” JARVIS came through Steve’s earpiece, “I am unable to locate or connect to Mr. Stark or Miss L/N.”

“What?” Steve responded. “Since when?”

“Since about eight minutes ago.”

“Call Fury, tell him to send in SHIELD agents. All of them. Coulson, Hill, everyone needs to be on this. We need to find them.”

~~~

You didn’t immediately open your eyes when you finally came to. You wanted to get any information you could on what was going on before HYDRA knew that you were awake. You were strapped to a leather chair. Metal cuffs were keeping your ankles, wrists, and neck in place while large bands ran across your stomach and thighs. You had been stripped of your suit, leaving you in biker shorts and a sports bra. 

The room around you was a cooler temperature. You couldn’t tell yet if it was whatever the room was made out of or if they were purposefully keeping the temperature lower. The only other thing you could sense was that there was someone else in the room.

Finally, you opened your eyes. The room walls were cement and you were sure that whoever was keeping you here was keeping the room at a cooler temperature. As best you could with a metal cuff around your neck, you looked over to the side of you. You gasped when you saw Tony and the state he was in.

Tony had been stripped of his suit and clothes, leaving him in his boxers. He was strapped onto a matching chair in the same way you were. The thing that concerned you the most was the wires that started at his partially destroyed arc reactor and went down on either side of him, along the floor, and disappeared into the wall. You also noticed that Tony had medical equipment attached to him and a nearby monitor, allowing you to see that his heart was still beating.

“Tony,” you rasped, your voice not really there from lack of use. You cleared your throat the best you could before trying again. “Tony.” He groaned in response, slightly moving. “Tony, wake up.”

“Mhm?” He hummed. “Y/N?”

“It’s me, it’s me.”

His eyes blinked open, slowing taking in his surrounding. He glanced over to you before looking down at his chest. “I told you the mission was a bad idea.”

You couldn’t help but laugh a little. “I’m sorry for not believing you. Are you alright?”

“For now. Are you?”

“I’m in better shape than you. Your arc reactor is damaged. You have wires running out of it to who knows where and you—“

“Woah, woah, woah, honey, breathe. I need you to breathe for me.”

“Tony, what if—“

“We are going to be okay, alright Y/N? We are going to get out of here.”

“Tony, I—“

You were cut off by the door opening. A smug, middle-aged man in a suit waltzed in with two armed guards behind him.

“Nice to see you both wake,” the man said. “And it’s nice to finally meet you both. Especially you, Tony Stark.”

“Am I supposed to know you?” Tony responded with his usual sarcasm. “College? A frat party? You know I was constantly drunk until recent years so—“

“You wouldn’t know me, Mr. Stark. But you sure knew my father, Obadiah Stane.” You noticed Tony’s jaw clench. “My name is Phillip Stane. My father had me in secret and didn’t want much to do with me until he realized that I was almost as smart was you. I went to MIT a few years after you, did everything my father wanted to make me like you. Then you killed him. HYDRA found me not too long later and offered me a deal. I’ve been working with them in secret.”

“What do you want with us?” You broke your silence.

Phillip chuckled as he walked between the two chairs. “You haven’t figured it out yet? My father raised me to be Tony. The only things that I’ve been missing is his suits and reactors… well, and his girl.” Phillip ran a finger along the side of your stomach.

“Don’t touch her!” Tony shouted.

“What are you going to do about it?” Phillip smirked. “You’re all tied up and so is she. Not to mention that the only thing keeping you alive is damaged.” He leaned over and looked at Tony’s reactor. “It is a beautiful piece of equipment. Too bad that it won’t keep you alive for much longer. Our facility here needs to run off the grid and your reactor is the perfect thing to do it. Before we make our own, we thought we’d test out the real thing. Just to see if it works.”

“That will kill him,” you sounded more scared than you would like.

“Oh? Will it? I guess that just a part of it. Call it revenge. Well,” he laughed to himself, “part of the revenge. Wire her up.”

The two armed guards moved around you. They grabbed wires that had clamps on the ends and placed them on your open skin and the cuffs and bands keeping you in place.

“I told you not to touch her!” Tony shouted again, trying to get free.

“You can’t stop me,” Phillip taunted. “And, if it makes you feel any better, I won’t be the one hurting her. You will.”

Tony’s blood ran cold. His eyes followed the wires that were attached to you and found that they lead to a small box of buttons near the wall. There were wires running out of the other side of the box and into his arc reactor.

“No. No. No!” Tony tried fighting harder, to at least get some of the cords loose.

Phillip cackled. “Your reactor will power this facility and torture your girlfriend.” He leaned down to Tony’s ear. “I can’t wait to see who gives up the ghost first.” He cackled some more as he leaned back and headed for the door.

“When I get out of here, I will kill you!”

“You won’t get out of here alive.” Phillip pressed one of the buttons on the box on the wall before leaving the room with the two guards.

Tony groaned as the power in his arc reactor began traveling through the wires. The power split up, some going to power the facility and some going to the wires connected you. You shouted out in pain as the electricity hit you. Quickly, you fisted your hands together and ground your teeth, trying to not worry Tony too much.

“Honey, honey,” Tony called, trying to remain as calm as he could. “You’re okay. We’re going to get out of here.” You groaned, clamping your eyes shut to focus more. Tony began growing emotional. He realized that this form of torture was meant to hurt, but not to last long for either of you. “Y/N… I love you and I’m so sorry… I’m going to get us out of here. I promise. You will not die in here. I will not let that happen…” 

You groaned again, this time louder as the pain was getting worse. Practically mirroring each other, tears ran down yours and Tony’s cheeks. 

“Ahh!” You couldn’t hold it in anymore. “Tony!” You cried out. “Ahh!”

“I’m right here, honey. I’m not going anywhere. I promise.” Tony could feel himself growing weaker and could see the light of his reactor dimming. “I love you. I love you. I love you.” Tony repeated through your screams and cries as the minutes went by agonizingly slow. “I’m with you. I’m here. I love you.” You suddenly grew silent, terrifying Tony. “Y/N? Sweetheart?” He glanced over to see that you were still breathing, but it was not well. You had clearly passed out due to everything. “I’m going to be right behind you, sweetheart… I can feel it.” The light in Tony’s reactor was dimming with each passing second. “I love you more than anything… I am so sorry about everything…” Tony was fighting to keep his eyes open as he began to felt pain in his heart. “Who knew? Tony Stark dies of a broken heart… Too bad it… won’t be a… headline… Y/N… sweetheart… I… love… you…”

Tony couldn’t fight it anymore. His eyes closed and the medical machine next to him let out a long and loud beep.

~~~

“Found them!” Natasha shouted as she burst into the room you and Tony were being kept in. She gasped when her eyes saw the damaged arc reactor. Her hands quickly went to his neck and wrist to check for a pulse. “Tony’s down! We need medical!” She rushed over to your side. She was revealed to find even the slightest of pulses with you. “We need medical for Y/N too! She’s hanging on by a thread.” Natasha quickly straddled Tony and began pumping his chest. “You are dying on me! Not today Stark!”

Steve and Clint rushed into the room with two SHIELD medical teams.

“Let me switch you,” Clint urged, as Steve pulled Natasha off of Tony. 

The medical team got machines hooked to you as they moved Tony onto a stretcher. Suddenly, the machines connected to you went haywire.

“She’s coding!” One of the SHIELD agents shouted. 

Steve was quick to come over and began compressions on you. “We can’t lose them! We need to get out of here, now! Coulson, how’s the situation out there?”

“We’ve caught the man who did this,” Coulson responded through the comms. “We’re on our way to the compound for interrogation.”

“I’ve got the quinjet ready for when you get here, Rogers,” Maria came over the comms.

“We’re on our way!”

~~~

The electricity had done some serious internal damage to you, while the shrapnel had entered Tony’s heart. That caused you both to be immediately taken to surgery when the Team landed at the nearest hospital. Everyone was terrified that neither of you were going to make it. But, deep down, they were even more terrified that one of you would and the other one wouldn’t. How would the one left react?

“Rhodey, Happy, and Pepper are on their way,” Bruce said as he reentered the private family waiting room the group was put in.

“Good,” Steve answered with a nod. “How long has it been since we’ve had an update?”

“Three hours,” Clint said. “It’s been seven since we’ve got here.”

“The will survive,” Thor stated. “They are both strong.”

Steve sighed as he ran a hand down his face. “Seven hours and they are both still back in surgery? Bruce, do you know any reason why it would be this long?”

Bruce shook his head. He had found a seat over in the corner, with Natasha resting her head on his lap, asleep. “It’s not good for either of them.”

A gentle knock sounded at the door before it opened, revealing a nurse and a doctor. The Team stood up, nervous to hear the update.

“Both Miss L/N and Mr. Stark are out of surgery,” the doctor stated. “But, they are both still in dangerous waters. We are looking into organ donors for both of them?”

“What for?” Clint questioned.

“Y/N needs a liver. Fortunately, we can take that from a live donor as we only need to take a partial lobe.”

“I’ll do it,” Steve stepped up. “I have the best recovery chance.”

“Thank you for your willingness, Captain, but we need to test you to see if you’re a match first.”

“Whatever, I’ll do it.”

“If any of you are willing to get tested, we can do that.”

“What about Tony?” Natasha asked.

The doctor sighed. “Mr. Stark’s story is different. Since the arc reactor was damaged, the shrapnel was able to enter his heart and tear it up so much that we aren’t able to fix it. He will need a heart transplant. We are recommending that he be taken back to the compound or a nearby hospital to it for a better chance of getting a heart.”

The Team was in shock. Both of their teammates needed a transplant, but two very different types.

“We are also recommending that we wait for Miss L/N’s transplant until she’s back at the compound as well. It will be easier for her to heal somewhere familiar.”

“I’m going to call Rhodey,” Bruce said, heading out of the room. He needed to leave the room because he could feel the Other Guy trying to push to the surface. 

“We won’t move them until they’re more stable, but are willing to work quickly to get them moved. Nurse Beck can take anyone who wants to to get tested for the liver transplant.”

“Thank you, doc,” Steve said. “We’ll start putting things together.”

~~~

Just as Steve had hoped, he was a match and fought Natasha on giving the liver needed for the transplant. Steve won as his super soldier serum had him at an advantage for healing. Clint and Thor worked with the doctor to get the quinjet prepped for transport. You were stabilized first and placed in the quinjet. Natasha held your hand tightly as she studied you, unable to take her eyes off of you. 

Tony was brought up next, about an hour later, in much worse condition than you. That got Natasha to burst into tears. Bruce came over and held her close as she cried while Clint got the quinjet into the air. Steve sat between the two beds, constantly checking on either of you. It was his duty as Captain to protect his Team and he was feeling like a failure.

“Y/N told me that Tony had a bad feeling about the mission,” Steve whispered. “I should have talked to him and canceled it.”

“It’s not your fault, Rogers,” Thor told him.

“I’m the Captain of the Team. Fury has entrusted me with it.”

“That doesn’t mean their lives are in your hands. Stark and Y/N knew what they were getting themselves into. It’s part of their jobs.” 

“What if Tony doesn’t survive this? A heart transplant is much more critical than a liver transplant. If Y/N survives and Tony doesn’t…”

“We can’t afford to think like that. They will both survive.”

“Are you trying to convince me or you?”

“Both.”

~~~

The compound was ready to receive you and Tony as soon as you landed. Due to not having a heart yet, Tony was taken straight to a room where Happy, Rhodey and Pepper went to watch him. Steve and yourself were taken straight to the operating rooms. The surgery took six hours. You and Steve were taken to the same room, simple curtains splitting up each of the beds. 

Steve had been awake for a few hours by the time the doctor’s decided to try and wake you. The curtain between you and Steve’s bed was pulled back so that he could watch as the Team gathered around. They kept the curtain closed between Tony and your’s beds so that you wouldn’t immediately freak out. The Team waited with bated breath to see you breathe on your own. Slowly, your eyes began to blink open. 

The light bothered your eyes as they tried to focus on anything. You began to panic slightly when you couldn’t recognize where you were. Natasha’s red hair came into few and focus first, when her face slowly following.

“It’s okay,” she cooed, standing above you to try to calm you. “You’re safe now. You’re okay.”

“T—T—Ton—Tony…” you stuttered. “T—Tony…”

You noticed Natasha glance at someone across from her. You looked over to see Clint standing there. The look they were sharing did not bring you any comfort. You tried to swallow the roughness in your throat.

“W—Wh—Where’s… Tony?” You tried.

“Here,” Bruce handed Natasha a cup of water with a straw.

Natasha took it and held the straw to your lips. “Drink,” she told you.

You didn’t argue, knowing that you needed fluid. You took a few sips before clumsily waving the cup away.

“Where’s Tony?” You repeated.

“We’re so glad that you’re okay,” Clint said, clearly trying to change the subject.

“You’ve been through a lot,” Natasha said. “You had a liver transplant. Steve gave you part of his.” She motioned with her head over to Steve, who was laying in the bed beside yours. 

“What?” You questioned. “Steve… you didn’t have to.”

“Yes, I did,” he responded.

“Thanks… for saving my life… all of you… But… No one has answered my original question… where is Tony?” The Team shared another bunch of unsettling looks. “What are you not telling me? What happened?”

“Y/N,” Natasha began gently, “what do you remember?”

“I remember being in the HYRDA facility and some explosion going off. I went out into the hallway and found Tony passed out on the floor due to an EMP. I was out not long later. When I came to… Tony and I were cuffed to chairs, stripped of most of our clothes. They had damaged his arc reactor and hooked up wires from it to the building and to the wires they added onto me. They used the power of his arc reactor to torture me and to run some power to the building… the pain… it was too much.”

“Do you remember who did this to you?”

“Yes,” you swallowed. “Phillip Stane.” You looked over at Pepper, Rhodey, and Happy. “Obadiah Stane’s secret son.”

“That matches with the information Coulson is sending in from interrogation,” Thor confirmed. 

You realized that Happy, Pepper, and Rhodey were awkwardly standing near the curtain divider. Listening carefully, you could hear more medical machines on the other side. Your heart rate began to pick up.

“Where’s Tony?” You repeated.

“Y/N, we need you to—“

“WHERE’S TONY?!” You screamed, not caring that you interrupted Bruce.

“Pull the curtain,” Steve ordered.

Rhodey nodded, taking the divider and pulled it across the room. You gasped as Tony came into view, looking worse than the last time you had seen him. Tears began cascading down your cheeks.

“Oh gosh!” You exclaimed. “Tony!”

“The damage to his arc reactor caused the shrapnel to tear up his heart,” Bruce carefully stated. “Due to that, Tony is in need of a heart transplant. We don’t know when—or if—he’ll get a donor.”

“What happens if he doesn’t get one?” Everyone remained silent. It was an obvious question but you couldn’t help but ask it. “He—I—He can’t—“ The machines you were connected to began freaking out. “I—“

Natasha quickly grabbed the oxygen masked and held it to your face. “You need to breathe, Y/N,” she coaxed. “In and out. Slow and deep.”

“I’ve been on the phone with all the local hospitals,” Pepper said. “Due to the state he is in, Tony is at the top of the list. The next available match will be his.”

“The doctor’s are prepared to do anything they can to help him stay alive long enough to get a heart,” Bruce added. 

“I—I can’t lose him,” you cried through the oxygen mask. “I… I can’t do it…” Your stats began to skyrocket.

“I’m going to give you something to calm you and help you sleep.” Bruce went to the cart by your bed.

“No,” you shook your head. “No. Please, I can’t—“

Bruce was quick to inject a liquid into your IV. You feel asleep almost immediately. “We have to keep her calm, especially as she heals.”

“She’s not going to remain calm while Tony’s in this state,” Natasha said.

“Then we may have to keep her sedated.”

“We must hope and pray that Tony gets a heart,” Steve said.

“Tony wouldn’t want someone else to die for him,” Rhodey said.

“He doesn’t have an option,” said Clint.

~~~

You were in and out of sedation for a few days due to the fact that you couldn’t remain calm. Every time you saw Tony and thought about the state he was in and that he may not survive, you panicked. You simply couldn’t handle the possibility of life without him. The Team was always coming and going from your room, someone always in there with you and Tony. Especially after Steve had been released just a day after your surgery.

Phillip Stane was still in lock up in the compound, but Coulson and Fury had made plans to move him to a high security unit. You had only learned that because you had pretended to still be asleep while Fury and Clint were watching over you and Tony. 

So far, there hadn’t been any matching hearts in the area for Tony. You could tell that the Team and staff were trying to remain positive, but every day you could see them lose that positivity more and more. You even knew that they were being more positive around you than they actually felt due to your continued reactions.

After about a week of you being in and out, you had finally calmed yourself to be released from the doctor’s care. That didn’t mean you were leaving the room any time soon though. You found yourself in a chair next to Tony, holding his hand. You barely spoke, even in the brief moments that you were alone with him. You didn’t have anything to say. All you wanted was your Tony back. You wanted his sarcasm and his wit. You wanted his romantic side and his soft, nervous side. You especially missed his arc reactor that you knew was no longer there under the bandages that were wrapped around his chest. His arc reactor meant that he was alive.

“Y/N! Y/N! Y/N!” Steve shouted as he bounded down the med-bay halls, toward the room you were in. You turned to see him as he slid into the room. “They have one! There’s a heart on the way!”

“What?” You breathed out. “Are you serious?”

“Serious! The nurses are on their ways now to take him back to surgery.”

“He’s getting a heart?”

“He’s getting a heart.”

You turned to Tony, tears slipping from your eyes. “You’re getting a heart.” You stood up and kissed his forehead before resting yours on top of his. “You’re going to make it through… you have to… I love you… I love you… I love you…” You repeated it, like a prayer, remembering how he kept doing the same when the two of you had been captured. “I love you…”

“We’re here to take Mr. Stark,” a nurse said as they entered with three others.

“I’ll see you on the other side.” You kissed his forehead again as the tears came harder. Steve walked over and pulled you away, turning you so that he could hold you against him. You watched as they pushed Tony away until you couldn’t see him anymore. “He has to make it, Steve… I don’t think I could live if he doesn’t.”

~~~

Twelve hours. You paced the waiting room for twelve hours. No one was able to convince you to sit and rest. Thankfully, you did take food and drink. No one came out for updates, making you even more on edge. By the time the doctor’s did come out, you were shaking but wouldn’t let anyone help you.

“The surgery was successful,” the doctor said. You felt like you could breathe some. “We will have to see if the transplant takes, but we are hopeful.”

“He’ll make it?” You questioned.

“We’re hopeful.”

“Thank you, doc,” Steve said.

“We’ll let you know when Mr. Stark is available for visitors.”

As soon as the doctor left, your body gave out. Luckily, Steve was there to catch you. He hoisted you up and took you up to your room. He tucked you in and left, leaving JARVIS to watch you while you slept.

~~~

You groaned as you slowly began to wake. It took you a minute to realize where you were and where you believed you should be. You jumped out of bed and rushed down to the med-bay. Thankfully, no one questioned where you were going and that they had placed Tony in the same room as before. You were grateful to see that Tony wasn’t alone and that Natasha and Clint were with him.

“Hey there sleepy head,” Clint commented.

“How is he?” You asked as you went to sit beside him.

“So far there’s been no scares,” Natasha said. “The doctor’s are hopeful that they may be able to wake him later today.”

“Really?”

“Really.”

~~~

It was about eight pm when the doctor’s decided to try and wake Tony. You sat back, holding your breath as they pulled tubes and cleaned him up a little more. The moment Tony’s hand twitched and a groaned escaped his mouth, your heart leaped for joy.

“Y/N…” He groaned again. “Y/N…”

“I’m right here, Tones,” you said, standing up to be beside him. You took his hand and made sure that you could be seen by him when he finally opened his eyes.

“Y/N…” His eyes slowly opened, immediately locking onto you.

“You’re alive,” you cried. 

“You’re… alive,” he repeated.

You pressed a kiss to his forehead, allowing your tears to fall onto his skin. “I was so worried.”

“Same.”

You let out a watery laugh before starting to ramble. “I’m sorry for not supporting you immediately when you said you didn’t want your arc reactor. It’s my fault. It shouldn’t have been—“

“Hey, hey, hey.” Tony shakily reached up and cupped your face. “It’s alright… I’m right here… None of it was your fault.”

“I was so scared.”

“I was too.” He groaned as he tried to move slightly. “Let me guess… new heart?”

“Yes.”

“Where’s Pepper? I need her to send a note and check to the person’s family.”

“I’m sure she’s already on it.”

Tony nodded. His eyes scanned what he could see of you. “Are you alright?”

“I’m okay…” You nodded. “Steve had to give me a part of his liver, but other than that, I’m okay.”

“Are you sure?” He didn’t believe you one bit. 

“I am. Especially now that you’re awake… I missed you… I love you so much Tony.”

“I love you more.” 

Tony pulled you down to kiss you. He savored the flavor of your tears that flowed down your cheeks and mixed into the kiss. He understood that this all was hard for you and would only continue to be. Tony didn’t even know how he was going to sit mentally since he had been awake for mere minutes. What he did know, is that he’d do anything to make sure that you’re going to get out of this alright.

~~~

It took two weeks for Tony to be released from the med-bay. He could have been released after one week, but everyone had agreed that Tony wouldn’t rest if he wasn’t under the careful watch of the medical personal. You rarely left Tony’s side. This allowed you both to see how the other was truly doing. 

Tony could tell that you were going back there every time you closed your eyes. Almost every night, you would end up curled in a ball at the end of his bed whimpering and crying out for Tony. Pulling you out of the nightmares wasn’t the easiest thing to do. When he finally was able to, you would close yourself off and say that you need a drink, leaving the room. Unfortunately, Tony couldn’t follow you but he had JARVIS track you. You often didn’t make it too far and would end up in a ball on the floor crying.

You, on the other hand, could tell that Tony wasn’t sleeping at all. Thankfully, you persuaded his doctor to help with that problem but he could only do it for a few days. Besides the lack of sleep, Tony was also barely touching you. It was like he was scared to. You didn’t blame him for anything but you knew that he blamed himself for everything. It’s what he did. Tony’s guilt always ran deep, especially if he dealt with someone he cared about.

Everyone on the Team could see that both of you were struggling. None of them wanted to impose until Tony was released, wanting to see if some would fix itself.

Waking hand-in-hand, Tony and you made your way to the common room where the Team had thrown together a small party for the two of you. It was a nice and easy party, letting you truly relax more than you had in a long time. You were sitting off to the side with Natasha. She was talking but you weren’t listening, just watching Tony across the room with the guys.

“Okay,” Natasha pulled you from your thoughts by tugging your arm lightly. “What’s up?”

“Nothing,” you shook your head. “Just tired.”

“Mhm… then why don’t you get Tony and head to your room?”

“Because, we’ll get there and neither of us will sleep and I will try to jump his bones because it’s been so long and I’m so glad he’s alive.”

“I don’t see the problem with that. The doctor cleared both of you.”

“He won’t touch me.”

“What do you mean?”

“Hand-holding is really all we’ve done since he woke up. And I’ve initiated all those times.”

“But you’ve kissed, right?”

“The day he woke up… I know what’s going on, he’s blaming himself for what happened. Especially since it was the energy from his arc reactor that caused my injuries.” A few tears escaped your eyes and you quickly wiped them. “I’m just going to go to bed.” You stood up.

“Y/N…”

“Tell Tony that I went to bed, please.” You walked off.

Natasha sighed. She got up and moved toward where the men were gathered. “Stark,” she called.

“Sounds like someone’s in trouble,” Clint mumbled.

“What’s up, Red?” Tony responded. He glanced around. “Where’s Y/N? I thought that she was with you.”

“She went up to bed.”

Tony knew that you heading out without telling him wasn’t good. “Do you know why?”

“I think that you two need to talk, sooner than later.”

Tony nodded. “Thanks for the party. I’ve got to go.”

Tony rushed out of there, not caring what anyone was going to say. He needed to talk to you, especially if you left without telling him. When he reached your shared room, he carefully walked in and looked around. You weren’t in the main bedroom, so Tony looked to see light peaking out from under the bathroom doors. He walked over and leaned his ear near one of the doors. His heart broke as he heard your sobs.

“Honey?” He called. “Can I come in?”

Hearing Tony’s voice caused you to stand up straight and quickly wipe your face off. “In a second!” Your voice cracked as you responded.

“I know that you’re crying in there.”

You sighed as you went to the door and unlocked it. You twisted the door knob and pulled it slightly open, leaving Tony to do the rest. Tony pushed the door open and you suddenly launched yourself at him. You tightly gripped at his jacket as you bury your head in his neck and let the sobs loose.

“Sweetheart,” Tony whispered as his arms came around to hold you close to him. “I’m right here… I’m right here…”

Tony held you as you sobbed. His hands ran up and down your back as he tried his best to comfort you. After a few minutes, your sobs began to die down to painful hiccups. Without a word or letting go of you, Tony moved the two of you over to the bed, guiding you to sit down next to him.

“Talk to me, honey,” Tony urged.

“I can’t close my eyes… every time I do, we’re back in that room. And I—I can’t breathe and I watch you die and I… I…”

“I’m feeling a similar way. Every time I close my eyes or look at you… it’s all my fault. All the pain you went through… I caused that.”

“No,” you shook your head as you pulled away from his neck to look at him. “You did not cause me pain.”

Tony pressed his lips into a line. “But I did. It was my arc reactor that gave them the power to torture you.”

“But you didn’t hook me up to the wires. You didn’t do that. You tried to fight for me. You kept me going with your words as they tortured me… You didn’t hurt me, you kept me alive, Tony.”

A tear slipped out of one of Tony’s eyes. He looked up to try and control his emotions. “I was so helpless… They were hurting you and I couldn’t do anything to stop them… I never want to feel that way again.” He looked at you. “You are my everything… I promise that I will never let anyone hurt you like that again… I will never hurt you like that again…”

“Oh, Tony,” one of your hands went up to his cheek to wipe some of the trailing tears. “I promise that I will never let anyone hurt you like that again… I hated seeing you like that.”

He leaned in and kissed you. “I love you so much.”

“I love you more.”

~~~

Slowly, the two of you began to work on putting yourselves (and each other) back together. Tony found you both a therapist, deciding it’s what you both needed. The two of you talked more openly with each other and worked on sleeping in your bed instead of staying up in Tony’s lab working (which had become a big problem for both of you). Tony had began to keep a hand on you anytime he was near you, which you didn’t mind. You knew that it was how he was coping with everything now. 

Two months since Tony woke, you and him were laying in your bed, trying to fall asleep. Your fingers were lightly trailing Tony’s scars on his chest. You sighed as your fingers found his arc reactor scar and began trailing it.

“What is it?” Tony quietly asked upon hearing your sigh.

“I miss it,” you admitted.

“Miss what?”

“Your reactor. Especially on nights like this. Its faint glow would help me sleep.”

Tony stated quiet, clearly thinking about something. After a moment, he kissed your head and pulled himself away, getting out of bed.

“Where are you going?” You sat up.

“Just stay right there. I’ll be back.”

Then Tony disappeared out of the room. You sighed as you threw yourself back on the bed. What could he possibly be getting? It wasn’t long before Tony returned with a familiar glass box.

“What are you doing with your original arc reactor?” You asked as he came over to your side of the bed.

“It still glows,” he answered. He sat on the edge of the bed and placed the box down on your bedside table. “I’ve added a switch.” He reached around to the back and flipped the switch. You smiled as the old reactor glowed. “What do you think?”

“It’s perfect.” You pulled Tony in for a kiss. “Thank you.”

“Anything for you, my dear.” He kissed you again. “Think you can sleep now?”

“Maybe,” you smirked, “after I thank you properly.”

A cheeky grin grew on his face. “I think I can get behind that.”

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tony: [take child m/n hand] come on let's go to school.

m/n: [pull his hand and try to glare at tony] no!

tony: [look down at m/n] what do you mean no?!

m/n: [stomp his feet] mummy said to always say no to a stranger!

tony: [sighed] i'm not stranger m/n, i'm your own dad... remember daddy?

m/n: [pout] daddy never wear like that [point at tony who is wearing suit]

tony: [sighed] wait here, i'm going to changed.

[tony walk out but this time only wear simple t-shirt and sweatpant]

m/n: [look up at tony and run towards him] daddy! there's bad man try to take me with him but i say no!

tony: [roll his eyes] oh yeah? good job buddy [kiss m/n head]

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[lovely-lady-lumps]

Headcanons: Their Ideal Date Night

Characters: Tony Stark, Steve Rogers, Bucky Barnes, Peter Parker, Loki

A/N: I've been busy but to those that have sent in requests, I am working on them. It might take a while but they will get done.

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Tony Stark: Tony loves a night in. When he goes out, he’s always surrounded by reporters or fans, and while he appreciates them, he gets tired real quick. So, he likes to watch movies instead. He’ll put some of your favorite pillows on the couch, a throw blanket for if you get cold thrown over the back. He’ll have popcorn and some candy sitting on the coffee table with a couple of sodas, a movie ready to go on the large screen he bought just for these nights.

Steve Rogers: Steve is very old fashioned of course, so he’ll go the route of going out to dinner and then doing some kind of activity afterwards. Whether it’s golfing, going to a museum, or walking through the park doesn’t matter to him. As long as he’s with you, he’s happy. Don’t expect to pay for anything either. This man will threaten to take your wallet away if you try. 

Bucky Barnes: Bucky likes picnics, surprisingly. He especially likes when they’re a surprise, either for you or him. His favorite spot is on a shady hill not far from the house that has soft grass and white flowers. He’ll usually have some type of charcuterie board and sandwiches cutely set up on a lightly colored blanket. He looks forward to seeing you laid back in the shade, full and happy.

Peter Parker: He’s a nerd, no doubt about it, so his ideal date night is either playing a board game or, his favorite, building legos. He likes the board games because they can get intense, both of you yelling at each other with smiles on your faces, boisterous laughter. When he wants a quiet night is when you build legos and because of this, you have a ton of lego flowers and a cute pink bonsai tree sitting by your window. 

Loki: On simple nights, he’ll put a light twin mattress on the back porch or the balcony, depending on if you’re at home or the tower. He makes it look nice with lanterns and pillows, a fluffy blanket for the cool night air. He cherishes these nights. On other nights, however, you get him to try new things from earth. He loves these dates as well, but only because of how excited you are to watch him eat candy.

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Please pick one and choose a character from my list

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[heliads]

Hello! Sorry if this request is too vague, please let me know, but I wanted to request a Tony Stark x reader Soulmate AU

Thank u have a good day/night :)

it was a little vague lol which is why i had the people vote in a poll. your soulmate au is that every time soulmates are close but don't meet, they repeat the same day until they do meet. enjoy!

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Tony Stark is beginning to think that he’s lived through this day before.

He’s no stranger to deja vu, or not as much as anyone else, at least. Usually, his days and nights are so bizarre that he has no problem differentiating any given set of twenty-four hours. Aliens only tend to invade the planet once every few weeks, inhumans only go bad once a month, and so he has time in between ends of days to tell which Monday is which.

Still, there’s today, and Tony swears that today has already happened. He woke up this morning, bleary-eyed and not in his own bed. He’d stayed up past his necessary bedtime in the lab again, a practice which is frowned upon by most but produces the results he needs. Maybe that’s why his head isn’t clear. Either that, or someone’s trying to kill him again.

Tony opens his eyes in a mess of gears and wires and thinks, didn’t he just clean that up? Rhodey’s been after him recently to get his shit together, which obviously hasn’t happened yet, given the fact that Hurricane Machine Parts has had yet another landfall on his chosen sleeping desk. Tony blinks unhappily at the bits and bobs scattered helter-skelter in front of him and chooses to solve his problems the usual way, by sweeping everything into a nearby bin and pretending everything is fine.

An alarm goes off on his phone and Tony glares at it before the panic surges. That’s not meant to wake him up, that’s meant to get him out the door in time to make it to a conference. Tony is giving a speech on, well, something he was supposed to remember. Something important. In the end, does it really matter? He’ll say something snarky and possibly brilliant, then pepper in the fact that he’s Iron Man and saves everyone’s asses on a weekly basis so no one can complain. It’s a wonderful scare tactic.

Tony is aware of the fact that he should know what he’s doing, but why should he care when no one else does? Regardless of what he says, he’ll get the same reaction. Everyone in the audience is just there in the hopes that being in the proximity of a billionaire will improve their own trajectory in life. 

Tony used to pour his heart and soul into press conferences and scientific discussions until he looked out into the audience one day and realized that no one was paying attention in the slightest. They were pretending marvelously, of course, even had him fooled up until that point, but their focus was just superficial. They nodded along self-importantly with every one of his bullet points, but their heart wasn’t in it, so why should his? 

Besides, he gives one of these talks what feels like every day, so it’s not like he’ll have anything new to say anyway. Tony did one of these exact things yesterday, even slept late too. He can’t remember where this conference is being held, nor where yesterday’s was, or even the location of tomorrow’s talk. He’ll ask Happy in the car. Surely his head of security should be aware of where Tony is going.

One rushed morning routine later, Tony is in the car, knuckles clenched bone-white around the steering wheel. Happy has to give him course corrections only three times, increasingly let down with each one. Tony reads between the lines in each and every pursed lip, wincing with the disappointed side eyes. Yes, he’s a trainwreck, yes he’s worse than ever, but does he really have to be reminded of that right now?

Tony makes it to the function in time, smooths his tie and waves soullessly to the press. A woman greets him at the door. Her lipsticked smile says, We’re glad to have you! Her pained stare says, Why are you only here thirty seconds before the show begins?

Tony has no excuses, so he doesn’t give them, only recites the usual dialogue about how delighted he is to be at this conference. You know, the conference. The one for this day, the day that’s different from all the others. 

Tony settles into his seat on stage once the moderator introduces him. The funniest thing happens as he waits for the crowd to finish cheering. Although this could be just brushed off as Tony obviously not being as focused as he could be, he swears that this moment seems familiar. The moderator is wearing a rather lurid lime green coat, and wasn’t it just yesterday that Tony was thinking to himself that the man resembled the Grinch if he tried to go corporate?

Tony tears his gaze from the moderator to the crowd. No, this time he’s sure of it. The woman in the front row, left aisle, with the navy jacket asked him a tough question on the possibility of nuclear energy in the future just yesterday. The balding man on the far right nearly knocked himself out trying to get Tony to take a photo with him as he left the event. This is all the exact same as it was before. He has been here before, and if his suspicions are correct, he will repeat this exact same day again and again until he can get something right. Something crazy. Something like a soulmate.

God, Tony didn’t really think he’d get to this point. Soulmates are hypothetically for everybody, but it wouldn’t surprise Tony if they would skip a guy like him. It’s said you can go your entire life without meeting your soulmate, that you end up falling in love with whoever will make do and doing your best to forget that you were slighted by fate’s best gift to humanity. Something about Tony always seemed to fit that bill to a T. Maybe he’d manufacture destiny by finding someone he could love instead. He has always liked to Macgyver his way out of difficult problems, so conjuring up a soulmate out of conjecture would not be his worst hat trick.

Yet here Tony is, stuck in the soulmate loop. There’s only one way to know for sure to know that you’ve met your soulmate. More specifically, there’s only one way to know that you’re meant to meet your soulmate on a particular day:  you can’t get out of the same set of twenty-four hours.

The lore goes like this:  if you end up in close proximity to your soulmate without actually meeting them, you’ll have to repeat the same day over and over until the two of you make contact. Tony’s parents apparently took five days to get to know each other, but that’s on the low end. He’s heard of bad cases that took months of the same damn day for two people to finally figure each other out. And in a city like this, a place like New York? There are quite literally millions of people who could possibly cross Tony’s path. God, he might even be here for years.

It’s a flawed system, that’s for sure, but Tony has no way to fix this. None at all. The only thing he can do is start going about the process of fixing things. So his soulmate’s somewhere in this day, and it’s someone he’s never met. Maybe they were in the parking garage at the same time as him. Maybe they’re somewhere in this conference center. Maybe they were walking outside Stark Tower when he goes home for late night work.

There are so many places and so many possibilities that it’s starting to freak Tony out, so much so that he almost misses it when the moderator starts asking him questions. Were it not for the fact that Tony’s already lived through this once, he might have stumbled a little. Thankfully, he remembers enough of what he said last time that the words flow like water, giving Tony some space to think about his soulmate instead of which brand of coffee he attributes to giving him the most energy to seize his day. That’s a stupid question anyway.

This also helps him the next day, and the next day, and the next. One week of todays later, Tony is ready to scream. He knew the process of finding one’s soulmate would be difficult, but he didn’t count on it being this difficult. Tony is already going out of his way to meet new people, but even then, how would he know which stranger of dozens is actually his soulmate? 

At this point, Tony would settle for just getting out of the loop altogether, soulmate be damned. Maybe that’s not the right attitude to have, but it’s his nonetheless. Every day, he works late into the night, and every morning, all of his progress is gone. Tony can’t even note his discoveries on his phone because his memos clear out overnight, all those breakthroughs vanished into pixels of days past. Happy tells him that he looks tense. Tony fights the urge to hurl himself through a glass window. Such is the way of life.

He tries to look for the bright side of things, if he can’t think about anything else. It’s nice that he gets so many days guaranteed without threats made on his life. If he sticks to schedule, Tony always makes it to the crosswalk in front of the conference center right when the walking man appears. There’s this pretty girl in the back of the auditorium who always gives him this encouraging smile when he takes the stage, like even though Tony starts each show feeling like a trainwreck, she knows he’s going to be alright no matter what.

There are resources available to him. Tony’s had plenty of time to look. There are scores of websites online dedicated to people stuck in a loop and trying to find their soulmate. So long as you don’t mind making the same post every single morning, you can tell people where you’re located and see if you can track down someone in your vicinity. Tony’s been visiting them as of late, hovering over discussion boards like they’ll give him any sort of clue.

Four weeks of the same day. Four weeks of getting nowhere. Tony runs into traffic so he can stare into car windows. He lurks in coffee shops. Pepper thinks he’s going insane, but she changes her mind every twenty-four hours when the day resets, so he doesn’t have it in himself to care much. He just needs to get out of this day. He just needs his life back.

Some part of him wonders, too, who this person must be. Would they be kind or clever? Are they trying half as hard to find him as he is? Have they given up on him already? Tony would like to think that they’re fighting a battle for him, but who truly knows in the end. All he remembers is the same day over and over again.

Then, just when desolation is starting to kick in, Tony sees something. It’s a message on one of a thousand soulmate finding sites. Anyone stuck in today for a really long time? Thirty-three repetitions and counting. I’m in NYC if anyone else is out there. I keep going to Tony Stark’s conference at 10am, but not even his motivational speeches can keep me hopeful for much longer.

Tony almost chokes, then laughs, then lets himself wonder. Thirty-three days sounds about right, and if they’re in the audience of one of his shows, then maybe–

He hits reply before he can stop himself. Also in NYC, also 33 days. 

Tony doesn’t dare say anything else. On the car ride over to his conference, Happy asks him why he looks so confused. “It’s like you’re excited about something but you’re trying to pretend you’re not. What, have you annoyed another competitor into folding?” His head of security comments.

“No,” Tony mutters, “and besides, that was only one time. It’s not going to happen again.”

“You tell yourself that,” Happy chuckles, and then they’re at the conference center and they don’t have much to talk about anything, business ventures or soulmates or otherwise.

Tony checks his phone before he goes onstage. The person has responded to him. Wait, really? Where are you?

Tony glances around him. One of the event hosts, that passive aggressive woman, is coming to escort him to the stage, so he doesn’t have much time. Conference center. The one where Stark is speaking.

Then he’s on stage again, repeating the same stupid answers for the same bad questions. Now that he’s been here a couple dozen times, Tony can confirm that they really, really need to get better topics for him to discuss. He would be dozing off were it not for the fact that his soulmate might actually be somewhere in this building. Maybe somewhere in the same hall.

The interview ends, and Tony dares breach public etiquette by pulling out his phone. The stranger has replied again. I’m there too! What’s your seat number? Maybe we can finally break out of this.

Actually, Tony says, I’m the one on stage.

Tony looks around for someone, sees no one, tries to hide his despair. He stands on that stage for a little too long, past the point where the moderator is standing there blankly, grin frozen and eyes wide with the same expression everyone gets when someone does something they shouldn’t in a public setting.

One of Tony’s aides appears out of nowhere, gently tugging on his arm to get him to move off stage. Just as he goes, though, he hears a shout from somewhere in the back of the auditorium.

“Wait! It’s me!”

Tony cannot describe it, this certainty looming in his chest, but he knows it’s his soulmate. They’re here. He whips his head around even as his aide yanks him away. Tony sees a blur of faces, someone pushing through the crowd in the aisle, but the face–

Nothing. No one he can recognize. No one he could find later. They’re a woman, that’s all he’s learned. Tony frantically checks his phone, sees a message saying that she’s figured him out. Tony tries to fight to stay around longer, but now Happy’s determined he’s delusional and Tony is all but packaged into his car and driven away. He’s put on house arrest once he gets back, Pepper and Happy taking turns asking what the hell has gotten into him. Tony tries to explain, but they don’t want to listen. No matter how many times you’ve repeated the same day, you wouldn’t be acting like this. Please be rational.

Tony doesn’t want to be rational, though, he wants to find his damn soulmate. He tries to message his soulmate that he can’t get out of the house, but she’s not answering her phone. Just before the day ends, Tony memorizes her username and prays she’ll have the same one the next iteration of the loop.

He messages her the second he wakes. Is it still you?

Yeah, she says, my phone died, sorry. What happened?

My friends staged an intervention. Apparently I’m acting irrationally.

He can practically sense her laughing on the other end. Repeating the same day 34 times will do that to you.

That’s what I tried to say, he replies, but did they believe me? No.

There’s about a minute pause, and then they message again. Do you think we can do it today? Try to meet again?

I think we can try, Tony says, and that does it.

They make plans. Tony gets ready early. He lingers backstage, waiting, checking his phone every ten seconds. Happy must pick up on this tension, because when he approaches Tony about eight minutes after they arrive, he lingers on the edges of Tony’s peripheral vision, not wanting to interrupt whatever is clearly wrong with him.

“What is it?” Tony asks, distracted.

“There’s someone here for you,” Happy says slowly, “They say they’re your, uh, soulmate. Should I just tell them to leave?”

Tony feels his eyes grow wide. This is not the first time someone has tried to meet him by playing the soulmate card. He gets it:  he’s rich, he’s distracted, of course someone would try it. This, however, might be the first time it was real.

“Yeah,” Tony says, “it’s them. Where is she?”

Happy blinks, surprised. “Wait, you’re serious? It’s actually–” At Tony’s exasperated hand waving, Happy hurries himself along. “Sorry, sorry. She’s waiting by the door.”

Happy might be saying something else, but Tony doesn’t hear it. He’s already spinning around, walking as fast as his dress shoes will let him. There’s a woman standing by the east exit. She looks nervous, and half a second after he sees her Tony realizes that she’s the pretty woman from his show. He saw her every single day, and he never even knew it was her.

Tony wondered what it would be like to meet your soulmate after so many days of waiting, if there was any way of knowing for sure that it was them. So many weeks later, Tony has an answer:  you feel it in your chest, right between your ribs, an electric shock that makes his entire body stand alert.

She must feel it too, because all of a sudden she looks up from where she’s been scanning the crowd and her eyes land on him. She smiles, and it’s because of him. No other reason. Just him.

Words are hard to come by. Should he say something impactful, the perfect sentiment for such an important moment? Surely this is a time for something to remember. Tony’s been repeating this day for a while, though, never truly believing it would come to an end, so when his mental wheels stop spinning, all he can do is something simple, something real.

“Hi,” he says, “I’m Tony.”

She grins at him. He doesn’t know that he’s ever seen an expression so sweet.

“I’m Y/N,” she replies, “it’s great to finally meet you.”

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[amasterpieceofmadness]

I’m in charge – tony s.

Okay, I had this idea because this scene lives in my head rent free. And I think it's not getting enough recognition, because look at it! If this scene from Iron Man 3 doesn't give you some daydreams I don't know what does! So, I hope you enjoy this fic! Don't forget to like and share :))

pairings bf Tony Stark x reader

warnings 18+, smut without plot, unprotected sex, bondage, oral (male receiving), slightly begging

summary basically you tying Tony up

(here is the link to a fic where Tony ties you up ;))

wordcount 1.7k

You were stumbling into the bedroom, Tony guiding you without ever stopping the kiss. He had been on a dangerous mission for a couple of days and as soon as he came back home you two started making out. You just couldn’t keep your hands off of the other.

Tony pushes you onto the bed, crawling on top of you and starting to make out with you again. Greedy hands unbutton his shirt and Tony sits up to let it slide down his shoulders onto the floor. He pulls your shirt over your head and throws it to his on the floor before wrapping his arms around you and softly laying you back down on the bed. Tony unclasps your bra in the process and tosses it aside.

But then you put your hands on his chest and push him off of you. At first he looks like a lost puppy but you just smirk and push him down on the bed, straddling him. The smirk returns to his face and his hands wander up your body, admiring every curve, and finally landing on your breasts, kneading them softly.

A moan slips from your mouth and you lean down to kiss him once again. Then your own hands find his and cup them before pulling them away from your body and pinning them down on either side of his head. You look at him to see his reaction. Tony lets out a gasp, not expecting this but he clearly enjoys how you start to take control.

You smirk at him and lean down, brushing your lips up his neck all the way to his ear, whispering “Let me show you how much I missed you” Your words send a shiver down Tonys spine and he pushes his hip upwards to meet yours. But you quickly pull away and press down on his hands more, taunting him. “Ah, ah… You’re not in charge tonight”

With that you let go of his hands and lean towards the nightstand table, pulling out two silk ropes and starting to tie his hands to the bed frame. Tony grins like a child at Christmas and his other hand slaps your ass provokingly. You then start to tie up his other hand as well before kissing your way down his body to the hem of his jeans. You slowly start to unzip it while looking up at him. Tonys breath gets heavier as he looks down at you, taking things way to slow for his liking.

After a few minutes his jeans and boxers are finally gone but you don’t even think about giving him attention right now. Instead, you stand next to the bed, smirking down at him and starting to pull your own jeans down ever so slowly. Tony gets impatiently and he starts to slightly pull on the ropes at his hands. He wants you, but you are far from done playing with him.

Once you are completely naked you climb back onto the bed between his legs. Your hands start to rub up and down his thighs, and your face getting closer and closer to his cock. “Please, darling” Tony breaths out, wanting you to finally touch him.

“You want to feel my mouth around your cock?” You smirk at him as he nods quickly. First your tongue licks over his shaft, making him let out a soft moan. My hand wraps around his cock slowly and I start drag my tongue around his head a few times, making him tremble in anticipation. Then, I take the tip of his cock into my mouth, my lips sealed around it and Tony throws his head back into the pillow with a moan.

“That feels so good, baby” he whispers, making a wave of pride washing over you.

As you start to slightly bob your head another moan leaves Tonys lips and he bucks his hips, but you are quick to retrace your mouth from his member, making him whine at the loss. “That’s not how we are going to play tonight” you smirk and take his member in your mouth again. You let your tongue swirl around his head making Tony go wild. He starts to pull at the ropes around his wrists slightly but tries his best to contain his excitement, not wanting you to stop.

After a couple of minutes, you let go of his cock with a “plop” and smirk up at him. Tony is already a panting mess as you slowly crawl up his body. Your lips hover right over his as he opens his eyes to look at you. “Let me feel you pussy, baby” he asks softly, trying his best to not let his voice shake.

You sit up, straddling his cock perfectly with your pussy, your hands resting on his abs. “Beg for it”

Tony looks at you with pleading eyes. He doesn’t want to beg. In fact, he should be the one in charge right now, not you, not that he minds of course. But begging? Tony Stark doesn’t beg.

As he stays quiet you roll your hips on top of him, giving his cock some friction but not enough to satisfy him. His eyes roll back and he bites his lips. “Please…” he whispers, nearly inaudible.

“What was that?” you ask him again with a huge grin plastered all over your face, continuing to roll your hips.

“Please, please let me feel your pussy. Let me fill you up, baby, please”

That’s exactly what you wanted to hear and you finally give him what he wants, letting his cock slide into you inch after inch until he is completely buried inside your wet pussy. Your head falls back and you too let out a soft moan at the feeling of being stretched.

Tonys eyes roll back into his head as he is trying hard not to buck his hips up into you. “Oh god” He pants out, loving the feeling of your warm walls clenching around him.

After you are adjusted to his size you slowly start to rock your hips again, your hands still resting on his chest for support. The feeling of finally having him sends jolts of pleasure through your body and you start to moan softly. This makes Tony go crazy and all he wants is to pound into you right now. But all he can do is pulling at his restraints and starting to buck his hips up to meet yours. You are enjoying the feeling of his cock softly pounding into you way too much to stop him right now and so you just let him continue.

Soon you start to move a bit faster, in time with the movement of his hips. It feels perfect for the both of you. Your clit is rubbing over his groin, covering it with your juices. Tony lifts his head to watch where the two of you meet and he licks his lips. “So wet for me baby. And I didn’t even do a thing”

His smirk makes you chuckle slightly, but you don’t stop your movements. Instead, you clench around him as a respond, making his head fall back onto the pillow with a groan. “You like it when I ride your cock, don’t you?” You ask him between deep breaths.

Tony nods “God yes, I want to touch you. I want to touch you so bad”

You just shake his head. “I’m in charge tonight” And continue to ride him a little bit faster.

“Please… Please, I want to touch your perfect breasts, your skin, your pussy, please, baby” He whines out. You rarely see Tony like this, a panting, whining mess underneath you, pleading for you. But you enjoy this sight very much.

“You are touching me, Tony. Down here” As you say this you lean back slightly, taking his balls in your hand and rolling them softly, just as he likes it. The new angle makes both of you moan a little more, getting closer and closer to the sweet release.

“Yeah, and you feel so good” Tony whines out, bucking his hips up with a bit more force this time, making you jolt in pleasure. As he sees your reaction Tony does it again. “You like that?”

You nod frantically, feeling a knot in your stomach growing. “Yes, yes! Tony…” You moaning out his name makes him pull harder at the restraints, continuing his movements and chasing his own high. You can feel that he is close too and you look right at him. “Cum. Cum for me” You say with shaky voice, feeling the knot in your stomach is about to explode.

Your words are everything he needs and after three more thrusts he feels hot ropes spilling into you, as he groans heavily. His release sends you over the edge as well, clenching around him and milking every single drop from his cock, while your movements slowly dye down.

As you both come down from your high you open your eyes to look at him again, a soft smile playing around your lips. Tony looks up at you too, still feeling your walls clenching around his cocks slightly, hot cum dripping out of you. He softly pulls at the silk ropes around his wrists and looks up at you with pleading eyes, wanting to finally touch you and hold you in his arms.

“I don’t know, kinda like you like that” you chuckle a bit which makes him whine a bit.

“Please. Don’t you want me to cuddle you?” He looks at you with puppy eyes, and you can’t resist this looks anymore. You lean over to free him from his chains and he immediately wraps his arms around your waist, pulling you down against his chest. “This was amazing, baby” He softly whispers into your ear as your head rests on his shoulder.

“I may do it again” you respond.

“Oh, no way. Next round, I’m in charge” you can hear the smirk in his voice and you giggle.

“I’m not going to complain about that”

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[zapreportsblog]

❝hand cuff bonding❞

✭ pairing : Tony stark x reader

✭ fandom : avengers

✭ summary : (Y/n) and Tony have been dancing over their feelings for one another for far to long and Natasha would be damned if she sees her friend feelings get hurt again so she does what any good friend would do and hand cuffs the pair together for 24 hours. They have until the time runs out to confess or Natasha will expose their feelings to one another her damn self

✭ authors note : requested by someone who does not wish to be named, which is fine, long time ago I think on @fandomnationwhore blog, not sure how long ago you put this request in but I thought I would get it out there for you as soon as possible. You requested Tony Stark x reader but somone hand cuffed them together for 24 hours to get them to confess their feelings for each other.

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(Y/N) had lost count of how many times they had danced around their feelings for Tony Stark. It had become a complicated game of witty banter, teasing, and stolen glances. But Natasha Romanoff, always the observant friend, had decided that enough was enough. She was determined to push these two stubborn souls together, even if it meant resorting to unconventional methods.

One sunny afternoon at the Avengers compound, (Y/N) found themselves engaged in a lively debate with Tony about the latest technology advancements. Sparks flew, not just from the conversation, but from the undeniable chemistry that simmered beneath the surface. Natasha, who had been quietly observing from the sidelines, decided it was time to take action.

With a sly grin, Natasha approached the duo, holding a pair of handcuffs in her hand. She stopped right in front of them, causing both (Y/N) and Tony to pause mid-argument.

"What's this?" Tony asked, eyeing the cuffs with suspicion.

Natasha, always direct and to the point, replied, "It's an experiment in bonding."

(Y/N) raised an eyebrow, unsure of where Natasha was going with this. "Bonding? We're already a team."

Natasha's smirk widened as she explained, "Not that kind of bonding. I'm handcuffing the two of you together for 24 hours."

Both (Y/N) and Tony protested simultaneously, their objections ringing through the room. "You can't be serious!" Tony exclaimed.

"This is ridiculous!" (Y/N) added.

Natasha, unfazed by their protests, simply shrugged. "Think of it as a forced team-building exercise. I've got a mission to attend to, and you two need to work out your feelings."

With that, Natasha moved swiftly, attaching one end of the handcuffs to Tony's wrist and the other to (Y/N)'s. The click of the cuffs closing sent a shiver down their spines.

"Now, enjoy your bonding time," Natasha said, a mischievous glint in her eyes as she left the room, leaving the two of them literally attached at the wrist.

Tony and (Y/N) exchanged incredulous glances, their faces flushed with a mix of annoyance and embarrassment. Little did they know that this unexpected turn of events would force them to confront the feelings they had been dancing around for far too long.

Tony Stark and (Y/N) stood there, handcuffed together, exchanging flustered glances as Natasha's words lingered in the air. "Feelings? You have any clue what she's talking about?" Tony asked, a teasing smirk playing on his lips.

(Y/N) was quick to deny, their cheeks tinged with a hint of pink. "Feelings? No way, Tony. It's all in her imagination."

Their eyes locked for a moment, and both of them quickly glanced away, their hearts beating a little faster.

Tony sighed dramatically, his tone playful as he said, "Well, since we're stuck like this for 24 hours, we might as well make the most of it."

(Y/N) couldn't help but chuckle at his attitude. "I guess so. What do you suggest, Mr. Stark?"

Tony's eyes sparkled with mischief as he replied, "First things first,” He calls out to his AI, Friday, and instructed, "Friday, cancel all my meetings for today."

Friday's calm voice responded, "Yes, sir. Meetings canceled."

Tony grinned and turned back to (Y/N). "Well, we're free from work obligations for the day. What shall we do with our newfound freedom?"

(Y/N) couldn't help but return his smile, a sense of excitement building in their chest. "How about we start by not killing each other during this experience?"

Tony chuckled, "Agreed. No murder attempts today." He joked.

Tony Stark and (Y/N) had decided to spend their day indoors, away from prying eyes, to avoid anyone getting any ideas about their cuffed-together situation. They had ordered food from a nearby fast-food restaurant and made their way to Tony's private quarters on his own floor within the Avengers Tower.

As they settled into the plush couch in Tony's spacious living room, the aroma of the fast food wafted through the air. The two of them were determined to make the most of their time together.

(Y/N) grinned as the delivery man knocked on the door. She got up to answer it, and Tony had no choice but to follow along, their handcuffs jingling as they moved. She thanked the delivery man as he handed over the bags of food.

The delivery man's eyes widened in surprise as he recognized the pair. "Wait, you're Elastic Girl and Iron Man!" he exclaimed, his voice filled with awe.

Before he could say anything else, Tony reached into his pocket, pulled out a wad of cash, and handed it to the man. "Thanks, bye now," Tony said, effectively cutting off any further conversation.

The delivery man blinked, clearly stunned by the generous tip, and Tony promptly shut the door in his face.

(Y/N) couldn't help but shake her head as she returned to the living room. "That was a bit mean, Tony."

Tony gave her a playful pout, his eyes twinkling with mischief. "Aw, well, guess I'm mean then," he quipped.

They settled back onto the couch, bags of fast food spread out before them, and selected a movie to watch. As they dined on their greasy, delicious meal, the movie played on the large screen.

(Y/N) couldn't resist capturing this moment, where they were both cuffed together on Tony's plush couch, enjoying their meal and the movie. She pulled out her phone, discreetly leaned her head against Tony's arm, and snapped a quick photo, making sure to capture the warmth and contentment in their expressions.

As the movie played on, (Y/N) found herself comfortably nestled against Tony's side. His right arm, the one not cuffed to her, naturally slipped around her shoulders, creating a sense of closeness that felt surprisingly right.

Tony, usually so full of energy and restlessness, seemed to have succumbed to the cozy atmosphere and the warmth of the moment. His breathing grew steady, and soon, he was asleep, his chest rising and falling in a peaceful rhythm.

(Y/N) glanced over at Tony, studying his features in the soft glow of the television. His face, so often marked by confidence and charisma, now seemed relaxed and vulnerable in sleep. She couldn't help but admire the rugged charm of his features—the slight scruff on his jawline, the way his eyelashes cast delicate shadows on his cheeks, and the faint smile that played on his lips, as if he was content even in his dreams.

She gently shifted to get a better view, careful not to disturb him. With her free hand, she traced the contours of his face, marveling at the depth of emotions that this brilliant inventor and billionaire playboy concealed behind his facade.

In this quiet moment, with the world outside forgotten, (Y/N) realized just how much she appreciated Tony Stark. His wit, his intelligence, and his determination were admirable, but it was his vulnerabilities and the glimpses of his true self that truly drew her in.

As the movie soundtrack played softly in the background, (Y/N) leaned in, planting a gentle kiss on Tony's forehead. She rested her head against his shoulder, feeling grateful for this unexpected opportunity to get to know the man behind the suit, the genius behind the gadgets, and the heart beneath the armor.

Tony slept on, completely unaware of her affectionate gaze, and (Y/N) couldn't help but wonder if, in the midst of this unconventional situation, they were both starting to realize that maybe, just maybe, their feelings ran deeper than they had ever imagined.

Natasha Romanoff had a knack for appearing at the most inconvenient moments. Just as (Y/N) was lost in thought, studying Tony's sleeping face, Natasha entered the room quietly. Her dark eyes locked onto them, and she couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.

"Have y'all confessed yet?" Natasha asked, her voice carrying a teasing tone.

(Y/N) quickly shushed her, her finger to her lips. "Not so loud, Nat. He's sleeping."

Natasha smirked and lowered her voice, but her curiosity was still evident. "Well, did you?"

(Y/N) hesitated, glancing back at Tony's peaceful expression. "No," she finally admitted in a hushed tone.

Natasha's expression shifted from curiosity to a more serious demeanor. "Why not?" she asked, her voice gentle.

(Y/N) sighed, her eyes never leaving Tony's face. "I'm scared, Nat," she confessed quietly. "You know Tony's reputation when it comes to... well, ladies. I don't want to risk ruining what we have, not just our relationship, but the dynamic of the entire team as well."

Natasha considered (Y/N)'s words carefully, her gaze fixed on her friend. "If that's how you truly feel," she began, her tone serious, "then you have a choice to make. You can either tell him and risk the outcome, whatever it may be, or you can give him up."

(Y/N) stared at Tony, feeling a mix of longing and trepidation. Natasha's words hung in the air, a weighty decision that (Y/N) knew she couldn't avoid forever. It was time to confront her feelings and face the uncertain future, whatever it might hold.

* CONFESS * :

As Natasha quietly left the room, (Y/N) felt an overwhelming sense of determination wash over her. She couldn't keep dancing around her feelings any longer; it was time to face the truth. She turned her attention to Tony, who was still peacefully sleeping on the couch.

(Y/N) took a deep breath, mustering all the courage she could find. She leaned in closer and gently shook Tony's shoulder. "Tony," she whispered, "wake up."

Tony stirred, his eyes fluttering open. "Yeah, yeah, I'm up. What happened?" he mumbled, clearly still half-asleep.

(Y/N) took a moment to gather her thoughts before she spoke. "Tony, there's something I need to tell you," she began, her voice unwavering. "I can't keep doing this dance around our feelings any longer. I... I like you, Tony."

There was a pause, a silence that seemed to stretch for an eternity as Tony's gaze locked onto (Y/N)'s. The room seemed to hold its breath, waiting for his response.

Finally, Tony spoke, his voice filled with a mixture of surprise and vulnerability. "You do?"

(Y/N) nodded, her heart pounding in her chest. "Yes, I do. I've liked you for a long time, Tony. I just couldn't find the right moment to say it."

Tony reached out and gently cupped (Y/N)'s cheek, his fingers warm against her skin. "Well, maybe this is the right moment," he replied softly. "Because I like you too, (Y/N). More than I ever thought possible."

Relief washed over (Y/N) as she heard his confession. She felt a smile tug at her lips, and she leaned in closer until their lips met in a soft, tender kiss.

In that moment, surrounded by the quiet of Tony's private quarters, they realized that the dance they had been doing around their feelings was finally over. They had taken the plunge, and now, they were free to explore the depths of their affection for one another without hesitation or fear.

(Y/n) pulls away from the kiss smiling before she realizes something “Oh, let me check and see where Nat is at so she can take these cuffs off.

Making quick work at shooting her friend a message she got a singular reply back from the red head the message reading “lab” so standing the pair made their way to the lab.

Upon entering the lab, Natasha was already there, her eyes sharp and knowing. She took one look at them and couldn't help but grin. "So, y'all finally confessed?" she asked, her tone tinged with amusement.

Tony and (Y/N) exchanged a brief glance, and for the first time, there was no need to hide or deny their feelings. "Yes," they both said in unison, their voices filled with a sense of relief.

Natasha raised an eyebrow, her lips quirking into a smile. "Well, it's about time," she remarked, her gaze moving to the handcuffs that still bound them together.

With a quick flick of her wrist, Natasha uncuffed them, and the cold metal restraints clattered to the floor. "Congratulations," she added, her tone now genuine. "It's about time you two figured it out."

Tony and (Y/N) exchanged a glance filled with shared understanding. They had taken a leap of faith, confessed their feelings, and were now free to explore the depths of their affection without secrets or shame. It was a new beginning, and they couldn't be happier about it.

As they left the lab, hand in hand, Tony and (Y/N) felt like a weight had been lifted from their shoulders. They had finally found the courage to embrace their feelings, and they were ready to face whatever the future held for them, together.

* GIVE HIM UP * :

(Y/N) stared at her phone, her fingers hovering over the screen, debating whether or not to send the text message to Nat. Her heart raced as she contemplated her feelings for Tony and the potential consequences of her decision. She had replayed their moments together in her mind countless times, but now it was time to make a choice.

With a deep breath, she tapped out the message: "Hey Nat, I've thought a lot about this, and I've decided it's best for me to forget about my feelings for Tony. I don't want to risk ruining our friendship. Thanks for always being there for me."

As she hit send, a mix of relief and sadness washed over her. She had made her choice, but it was bittersweet. (Y/N) knew that it was the right decision, but it didn't make it any easier.

Within moments, a reply from Nat appeared on her screen: "I'm proud of you for making that decision, (Y/N). Remember, I'll be here for you no matter what. We'll get through this together."

Grateful for Nat's support, (Y/N) smiled weakly at her phone before setting it down. She hoped that with time, her feelings for Tony would fade, and their friendship would remain intact.

Twenty-four hours later, (Y/N) and Tony found themselves sitting across from each other in the same coffee shop. The atmosphere was different this time, lighter and less tense.

Tony looked at (Y/N) and broke the silence, his voice casual, "So, that's done."

(Y/N) met his gaze and nodded, her own tone relaxed, "Yeah, it is."

Tony leaned back in his chair, a playful smirk on his face as he asked, "So, (Y/N), now that you're free from being handcuffed to me for 24 hours, what's your grand plan?"

(Y/N) grinned, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "I'm going to go adopt a dog."

Tony burst into laughter, the sound echoing through the coffee shop. "A dog, really? Was I that bad to be handcuffed to?"

(Y/N) chuckled, fully aware of Tony's teasing tone. "Oh, you have no idea. You were a handful."

Tony raised an eyebrow, feigning innocence. "Me? A handful? I was the perfect handcuff partner."

(Y/N) shook her head, playing along with his banter. "Sure, if perfect means constantly trying to sneak away to get your morning coffee."

Tony chuckled, admitting defeat. "Okay, okay, guilty as charged. But hey, I did make coffee for both of us."

They shared a laugh, the tension from their earlier conversation now replaced with lightheartedness. Tony's eyes sparkled as he asked, "So, can I join you on your dog adoption adventure? I promise I won't try to run away this time."

(Y/N) grinned, touched by his genuine enthusiasm. "Of course, Tony. You're welcome to come along. It'll be fun."

As they made plans to visit the local animal shelter together, (Y/N) couldn't help but feel grateful for their friendship. The handcuff incident had brought them closer, and now, they were embarking on a new adventure together – one that involved wagging tails and furry companions.

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[chloe-skywalker]

Custody - Tony Stark

Tony x niece reader

Warnings: mention of the death of a parent

Word count: 916

Summary: Being Tony’s niece that he takes custody of.

Authors Note: I loved writing this, this dynamic. Who wants to see more Tony Stark x Niece Reader? Maybe a Part 2?

Masterlist

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It was a normal day Pepper and Tony had settled down with dinner and wine on the couch in his home rebuilt finally in Malibu. Well, it felt normal till Tony’s phone rang.

Tony got up and took the call but upon seeing Tony’s face when he re-entered the room Pepper knew something was wrong.

“Tony?” Pepper said as she got up and stood in front of him. “Who was it?”

Tony was looking off to the side, still processing what he had been told. “A cop. My sister, she died.”

“Oh My God.” Pepper gasped reaching out to rub Tony’s arm for comfort. “What’s going to happen to Y/n?”

“They want me to take her.” Tony told her. Tony of course said yes in a heartbeat. He and Y/n had a great relationship and he couldn’t let her go to anyone else. They needed each other, hell he thought of her as his own kid. But he was scared. Not that he’d admit it.

“Tony-”

“What if I can’t take care of her?” Tony voiced his worries looking to Pepper. Hoping she could give him an answer.

“Tony you have to. For her and for your sister.” Pepper encouraged trying to get him to see that even if he was scared he still had to do it. “You are that girl's best choice, Tony.”

Tony knew Pepper was right he needed to put his fears aside and focus on helping his niece.

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It was only a few days later that everything was signed and packed. Y/n was coming today and Tony was equally excited and nervous. Tony had spent the last couple of days setting up a room for her to call her own. It was her favorite room to sit in whenever she visited.

“Hey’a Y/n/n.” Tony greeted as she exited the car Happy had brought her in.

“Hi uncle Tony.” Y/n gave him the best smile she could muster. Under the circumstances.

“I’m sorry, Kiddo.” Tony mirrored her expression and pulled her into a hug. He was sure she needed one.

“I’m sorry to.” She mumbled into his chest.

“Why are you sorry?” Tony asked leaning back to look down at his niece with questioning eyes.

“She was your sister.” Y/n stated looking at him with sad eyes.

Tony let out a soft sigh. Yeah he lost his sister and it hurt but she lost her mom. That had to hurt more, Tony knew it did. He had gone through the same thing. Y/m/n was a single mother, they were closer than close Y/m/n and Y/n. Tony didn’t expect her to be worried about how he was feeling. “Sweetheart, she was your mom. You don’t have to feel sorry for me. Just focus on you right now and no one else, okay?”

With that said the two headed inside the beautifully huge Malibu home.

They were greeted by Peper as she came down the stairs. “Hey, Hunny.”

Pepper hugged Y/n as they met in the living room.Y/n hugged her back with a small smile. She loved Pepper, she just wasn’t up for playing super happy at the moment. “Hi Pep.”

“We set up a room for you.” Pepper told her giving her a soft smile as they pulled out of their hug.

“Great view.” tony added from nearby, Y/n turned her head to look at her uncle with furrowed brows. So he continued. “It’s the one you always loved to sit in when you’d visit.”

Y/n smiled a little brighter at him, and at the fact that he with how busy his life is would remember that. “Thanks.”

“No problem kiddo.” Tony shook his head waving off the good, kind, sweet hearted thing he did for her.

Y/n almost laughed, her uncle never liked having the nice things he did for those he cared about acknowledged. “I’m gonna go out my stuff up there.”

“Take your time.” Pepper nodded

Y/n started to head up the stairs, but before she made it to the top, Tony called out. “Hey, Y/n/n.”

“Yeah.” she said turning to look down at him.

“Pizza? Dinner.” He snapped his fingers pulling out his phone.

“Sure. You know what I like.” Y/n nodded smiling at him. She took a few more steps before she stopped and looked at him again. “Uncle Tony. It sounds good.”

Once Y/n was upstairs Pepper turned to Tony with a sad expression. “She’s holding it together well, but she’s going to break sooner or later.”

Tony agreed, Y/n was holding it together but that couldn’t last forever. “And I’ll be there for her when she does.”

Pepper watched him, knowing him to well. “Tony, you need to let it out too you know.”

“I will. In my own way.” Tony nodded as he continued to find the pizza place’s number in his contacts.

“Breaking things or fixing things?” Peper answered crossing her arms over her chest with raised eyebrows. When would he learn to just talk to someone about his feelings?

“I’m feeling like a little bit of both.” Tony smiled as he finally found the number and pressed dial.

“I’m here if you need to talk.” Pepper called after him as he headed towards the kitchen.

Tony gave a wave of his hands and a short nod before pointing to his phone. “Got it. Now pizza. It won't order itself.”

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Part #2 ?

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[theconstantsidekick]

Avengers: Age Of Ultron ft. Static (1) | s.r

Pairings: Steve Rogers x Stark!Reader, Tony Stark x Stark!Reader (siblings), Natasha Romanoff x Stark!Reader (just a sprinkle)

Genre: Fluff with hidden angst.

Summary: The Avengers decide to party in the middle of which Tony and Natasha discuss his sister's embarrassing love life with the Golden Boy.

(These scenes incorporate y/n, codename—Static, into the pre-existing story as a character without making drastic changes to the plot or mythos. All the major plot points from the MCU remain in place with the addition of the reader as Static, who is not only a Stark but also enhanced. Whatever events from the canon aren’t mentioned, take place without much change.)

Warnings: Swearing, Drinking.

a/n: I couldn't help myself. I have no idea why I think this is funny. Dedicated to @buckrecs cause she was wayyyy too kind and gave me a shoutout!

Captain America: Civil War (ft. Static) | Series Masterlist | The Avengers (ft. Static) | Captain America: The Winter Soldier (ft. Static) | Static Verse Masterlist

“A little birdy told me your Brooklyn boy’s been looking for a new place.”

They’re at the farewell party. Both Stark siblings are safely tucked in a corner at the bar, looking over at the guests with warm eyes and warmer throats, CAUSE OOH! The whiskey might be smooth going down but doesn’t make feel you any less hot.

She rolls her eyes. “Sam told you that?” She cocks her brow in question, “He voluntarily shared that information with you?” 

“Maybe he did,” Tony shrugs. “Or maybe I overheard him while I was passing by.”

“While you were snooping,” she corrects him.

Leaning her back against the bar top by her elbows, he’s gotta admit; his sister never fails to surpass him stylistically. She’s wearing a gorgeous green dress and looking ethereal, as per usual.

“I admit to no such thing,” He counters from where he’s standing next to her, facing somewhere halfway between her and the party ahead.

“You just did,” she bites back.

“No, I didn’t.”

“Did too!”

“Did not!”

“DID TOO!”

“DID NOT! Take it up with my lawyer!”

She rolls her eyes again in mock offense but the small upturn of her lips gives her away. 

He smiles too. Then back to the point he goes. “Why don’t you ask him to move in with you?” Tony suggests.

“You think you’re the first person to come up with that bright idea, Stark?” She asks with the utmost discontent and a cocked eyebrow. 

Yeah, no. Tony’s not taking her shit on this one. “Okay, smartass. Be nicer and answer politely.”

Sighing, she throws her head back in a kind of defeat he’s not used to seeing on her. “I already offered, he declined.”

“How’d you ask?” That shit really fucking matters… he may or may not be speaking from experience. “Maybe you didn’t do it right.”

“The fuck is that supposed to mean? You think I don’t know how to ask my boyfriend if he’d like to move in with me?”

He shrugs again, dubious. “You’ve never actually had a serious relationship before this… maybe you did it wrong.”

“I didn’t do it wrong!” She seems adamant, he thinks.

He needs to be sure though.

“But what if you did?”

“My god, Stark! I did it perfectly well. And his answer was clear; he is not interested,” she answers, frustration clear in her voice.

“But what if it went over his head?” Leaning in closer, he whispers, “The old timer is older than—” He decides against finishing that sentence, instead opting to point towards her with his eyes. “You catch my drift?” 

“Stark,” it’s a warning.

As if warnings work on him.

She didn’t even call me ‘Anthony’, he thinks. Easy territory.

So, undeterred he continues, “You should be straight forward. Go up to him, say, ‘Hey, cuddle pie, I know you’re looking for a place (on account of your long lost best friend coming back from the dead destroying your old one) and I, coincidentally, happen to have one! So you should move in.” 

“Tony I—”

Cutting her off with a wave, he confesses, “The cuddle pie thing is a little weird, I’ll admit that but the rest is fair enough. Come on! What’s the worst that can happen?”

“He could say no… which he did.” 

“That’s why I’m suggesting that you try it my way—”

“Dude!” She cuts him off, loudly. “That is EXACTLY what I said—verbatim… which, by the way, is really weird that you guessed it to a T.” Squinting, she mumbles almost to herself, “Maybe we spend too much time together.”

“Too late to worry about that now,” once again he waves his hand, dismissing her concerns, focused completely on the dumpster fire in front of him. “You said that? Exactly that?” She just nods in response. “And?”

“He said no.”

“What were his exact words?” He’s fucking curious. More than that monkey George ever was. This is curious stuff. Come on.

She stands up straighter, puffs up her chest, pretending to be the star-spangled man himself. “‘I really appreciate the offer, but I kinda like living in Brooklyn… and I wouldn’t want to impose.’”

Tony stares at her for a second. His hand slowly comes to cover his mouth in complete dismay. “Best case scenario? He really doesn’t want to move in with you… Worst case scenario? The man is beyond saving.”

She nods in agreement, “I mean, I think I would have taken it better if he just told me he doesn’t want to live with me.”

Tony tilts his head, nodding in confused agreement. “This was horrible. I am embarrassed on your behalf.”

“Share the burden with me, Stark. I need the assist.” Clinking their glasses together, they empty their respective drinks. 

“You sure sound like you do.” A voice chimes in from behind them.

“HOLY MOTHER OF FUCKS!” Both of them scream out in unison, turning to the intruder of conversations, and suffice it to say, there’s not an ounce of shock regarding who it is.

“How long have you been there??!” Tony asks, hand on his heart, trying to calm it down.

A completely unbothered Natasha answers, “Long enough to feel embarrassed on your behalf.” The woman is so unbothered, she doesn’t even look up from the drink she’s making for herself. “So what’s the plan now?”

Sighing, Y/n reaches over the bar and pours herself… that’s a double and a single, that’s a triple, fuck. She pours herself some (read; a lot) of whiskey. “I think the sane thing to do would be find his realtor, put an offer on whichever place he picks, and make sure he can’t get a place at all.” She drinks the whole thing in one fluid motion.

Natasha nods in agreement. “I can get his number.”

“I can put the offer,” Tony proposes.

“Or I could do the insane thing and have an actual conversation with him,” Y/n muses, pouring another drink and chugging it down as well.

“Talking has never solved anything,” Natasha claims at the same time as Tony asks, “Who’s ever found peace via a conversation?”

“My thoughts exactly,” Y/n agrees with a small smile.

“I must say, I never thought you could embarrass yourself,” Natasha comments, taking a sip of her drink.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Y/n counters, brows furrowed in confusion.

“I hate to say it, but the woman’s got a point,” Tony takes the bottle from Y/n’s hands and pours himself a drink, just to break her cycle if nothing else. “I’ve never actually seen you being rejected before.”

Y/n levels both of them with an unimpressed look. “I’ve been rejected plenty.” She points to Natasha then, “Take this one for instance. She’s been rejecting me since day 1.”

Natasha just smiles.

“Let me amend my statement,” Tony offers, leaning closer to the bar top. “I’ve never actually seen you being defeated before… You take your rejections in stride.”

“This one’s different,” Y/n answers simply.

“How so?” Natasha asks, taking another sip of her drink.

“Cause it’s Steve—?” Y/n throws her hands up on confusion. Huffing she tries again, “I don’t know. It feels… I don’t understand. I don’t understand him.” She snatches the bottle from Tony’s hand and man if that doesn’t leave him with war flashbacks from his 21st birthday. “There are days—days where he looks at me and I can tell he feels at home… Like he’s found a piece of home? Maybe? I don’t know… But then there are other days where he looks at me and I can tell he doesn’t want to get any closer than we already have. Like there is something holding him back.”

There is silence. 

Then both Natasha and Tony speak up at the same time, almost talking over each other. “Talking about this major issue in your relationship is obviously not the solution,” she says, while Tony comments, “Honest conversations are a trap made by Satan himself! I forbid it!”

Smiling a little, Y/n looks at them. “Don’t act all high and mighty like either of you are any better than me,” she accuses, pointing from one to other.

And, what blasphemy does this woman speak! Tony’s a star honest converser.

“I absolutely am better than you! My girlfriend does live with me,” Tony bites back.

Which is instantly followed by Natasha’s defence. “No, no, no. This is exclusively a Stark siblings issue—” both Starks’ oncoming arguments are cut off before they even begin. “I have my fair share of faults but this is not one of them.”

Apparently that makes Y/n scoff. “Oh yes yes. Both of you are exemplary examples of talking feelings. I mean it’s not like—” she looks at Tony, “—you ever lied to your girlfriend about slowly being poisoned to death by the palladium in your chest.” Then her eyes turn to Natasha, “And of course you lovingly serenade everyone to sleep so they can avoid their big, bad, green anger management issues.”

The three of them stare at each other in silence for a few seconds. 

And then,

“I think Sam’s the one who got Steve his realtor; I’ll get his contact information,” Natasha offers.

“I’ll go tell my staff to start making aliases so we can put down counter offers,” Tony says.

With that both of them walk away, scattering in different directions. 

Y/n nods to herself, triumphant with a smirk. “That’s what I thought.”

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[buckyownsmylife]

Tony Stark with an impregnation fetish would be like…

“Come to bed,” he called you, immediately after you entered the bedroom. It’d been a long day, filled with many laughters and a lot of joy as you all celebrated with the avengers family yet another successful mission.

You had spent a lot of time with the kids, especially. You loved them all, but you had a special bond with Cassie, and that’s who you carried on your back across the gardens while she squealed with joy.

“What is going on?” You asked when he immediately started to remove your clothes, the second you were close enough for him to reach. “Tony? Would you like to tell me something?”

But he was a man on a mission, and he paid you no mind. “I’m fucking you bareback today,” was his only response, and before you could argue, he’d slipped himself inside of you without even preparing you for it.

Oh, but you were wet. You were always wet for him, and the rhythmic way with which he fucked you only added to that initial arousal.

It wasn’t romantic, oh no. He was a man on a mission, and he fucked you as such. Punishing thrusts had you falling on your stomach in bed, while he panted above you at the idea of seeing you round with his child.

“One more,” he begged after your first orgasm had subdued. “You can give me one more.” He knew your pleasure was important for what he had in mind, and he wouldn’t stop until he was sure you were pregnant with his child.

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[shelbgrey]

All Of Me(Tony Stark)

Parring: Tony Stark X Potts!Reader

Summary: your sister Pepper seems to beat you at everything and you could careless but when It comes to Tony feelings change.

Warnings: none

My heart shattered and my chest tightened when I saw him with pepper. My sister always got what she wanted, even when we're kids. She got the job in stark Industries on the spot, but for me I had to work very heard to get were I am today. Rather it be becoming an agent of shield or working along side with Tony.

Me and him have grown close, best friend even. We understood each other too well except for one thing. He didn't and probably would never understand the way I feel for him. You can call him what you want. Egotistical, rude, but you probably never seen the side of him I only see. Around me he was sweet, caring, and put things before him. The side of him that would but down his tools late at night if I had a nightmare. The side of him who would Carrie me on his back and put me back in bed and would stay with me through out the night. Or maybe the side of him that would get over protective or maybe jealous if he saw Clint or Rumlow touch me the wrong way during training. But maybe that side of him was all a lie, a lie he used to get to my sister Pepper.

Pepper was never a bad sister but I'm always in her shadow. Yes she was a hard worker, but only when she got something out of it. She gets everything handed to her on a silver plater. It was even like that when we were kids, our parents praised her and had to work hard just for them to take a second glance at me. I went to good college but of course I had to work for the money for it. Working for what I needed or wanted never bothered me but it did when I see first hand how Pepper gets her stuff and I hated and loved her for it.

Maybe that's what makes me and Tony so different. I worked my ass off and as for Tony he got everything handed to him. That was my first impression of him but as I got to know him that was far from the truth. As for pepper it wasn't, but of course I would never say that to her. I've told Tony and he would just sit and listen he looked at me with those chocolate brown eyes like he was holding on to every word and keeping them some place safe. With him I could tell him anything without getting judged.

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I punched the tan bag over and over again as the loud rock music blasted through out every speaker in the training facility. The bag flew in every direction as my fists collided with the leather bag. My heart was beating as fast as I was throwing punches.

"Potts!" a voice shouted but a continued my fight in till the same voice shouted again. "(y/n)!" I threw one last punch making the chang break making the bag fall to the ground and it busted open making the sand spilling out.

"jeez what?" I asked turning to the source of the voice which was Clint.

"stark is looking for you" Clint answered. "he's in the lab"

"what dose the tin can want?" I asked unwrapping my hands then putting my hoodie over my head making stray hairs stick out randomly on my head.

"don't know he just Said he needed help" Clint shrugged and replaced the punching bad I Broke with a new one.

I rolled my eyes expecting it to be something stupid. Tony usually asked help for a lot of things. Some big or small but pepper got to do all the instristing things.

When I finally made into the lab Tony was on one of the exsamaning tables without his shirt exposing his arc reactor. He was hooked up to a couple of his machines, one of them was mesering the beats of his heart and the other gathering data on his breathing.

I arched an eyebrow at him as he just sat there amesly like nothing was wrong. He didn't look hurt or sick he just had his cocky little smirk plastered on his face.

"what is it Anthony?" I playfully sighed.

"I need you to help me switch this out" he responded taping on his little glowing neon blue circle that was now are part of him.

"why me? You know about it more than me" I said walking over to where he was.

"you'll be fine" he said and maneuvered his body so he was now laying on his back. I sighed and started to fiddle with his arc reactor and gently unplugged the wires. The heart monitor started to pick up and I quickly let go of everything. "I shouldn't be doing this, ask Bruce"

"Bruce is out with Nat" Tony said running his fingers through his hair. "you'll be fine, if I didn't trust you I wouldn't have asked"

I took a deep breath and slowly took out the old arc reactor with shaky hands I set it down on the empty spot that was on the medical bed. His brown eyes never left me as I plugged the new one in. As the the cord clicked in and a zapping sound filled my ears. Tony quickly jerked up and grabbed my hips fake screaming.

"I'm sorry! Are you okay?" I quickly asked not realizing it was a joke. Tony started laughing and wrapped his arms around my body. I quickly put my hands on his bear chest pushing him down.

"don't. Do. That" I said with a shaky breath. A mixture of a laughter and nervousness painted over my voice. I cover my eyes with my sleeve covered hands not looking at his cocky smirk.

I felt his hands wrap around me wrist uncovering my face. His chocolate eye softened and he gave a genuine smile.

"I'm sorry, I was only messing with you"

"I don't think you realize how much of a pain in the ass you are" I smiled.

"thanks for helping me" he only replied and placed a kiss on my forehead.

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The next morning I sat in the kitchen with Bruce and Nat talking about random things In till Steve and tony walked in. "good morning guys" Steve said sweetly.

"hay cap" I smiled and took a slip of my tea. "morning Tony, did you get any sleep last night?" this was a usual thing for us. The only thing we argued about was his lack of sleep and him over working himself.

"good 3 hours maybe" he confessed ready to get yelled at. I rolled my eyes and took the mug of coffee from his hands. "bed. Now" I told him and pushed him forward.

"but i-" he said but I cut him off.

"don't care, your exhausted I can tell that much" I said pulling him out of the kitchen by the sleeve of his shirt.

"I wouldn't argue with her Tony" Bruce said walking past us with his eyes locked on his I-pad.

Tony sighed and followed me into his bedroom. I gently pushed his chest so he'd sit of the bed. He rolled his eyes then wrapped his arms around me. He pulled me so I stood in between his legs and he rest his head on my chest. I smiled and started running my finger through his brown hair.

"thanks" he mumbled.

"for what?" I asked lifting his chin with my hand. His dark brown eyes locked with mine. "nothing. Never mind" he said letting go of my waist.

"what is it?" I asked backing away a little.

"you wanna be my plus one to the party tonight at the X Mansion?" he asked with hope in his eyes.

"I honestly forgot Xavier was hosting it" I said playing with his hair.

"so?" he asked standing up so he was towering over me. I sighed and placed my hand on his arc reactor covering the faint glow. "if you get rest and possibly sleep in till its time to get ready for it I might save you a dance"

"good enough I guess" he sighed then let a smirk break threw his lips when I pushed him back down in the bed.

After putting him to bed I quickly ran down the stairs to hang out with the others but I was stopped by my sister.

"where is tony?" she asked

"he's getting some rest. He hasn't slept at all this week" I told her then tried to move around her but she put her arm infront of me.

"why do you care any way?" she asked.

"because he's my best friend" I said trying to move past her but failed once again.

"I don't want you to get to attached to him"

"why? Why do you care about my personal life all the sudden?"

"because I've seen how he acts with women and I don't want him hurting you" she said sincerely.

"that's the problem he's not like that anymore. If you take the time to actually talk to him you'd know" I said walking away scussfully this time.

I sighed and leaned up against the empty wall away from her. Sometimes I wondered if she actually cared or she was mocking me. We only had each other that was true but the older we get the more we hated each other and I despised that the most.

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Later at the party I came in with Wanda and natasha. The girls ditched me to go find Vision and Bruce leaving me alone in the crowd. I sighed not really wanting to be here. I like the X-men and all but we as teams can't figure out how to work together even if Fury makes us. I moved around the crowed area in till I saw Steve. Him being the only one I knew in eye sight I made a bee line for him.

"hay (y/n), you look beautiful tonight" he smiled.

"thanks Cap, you don't look to bad yourself"

We talked for a while In till I saw Tony walking towards us. "hay Cap mind if I take (n/n)?" he asked with a smirk

Steve put his hands up in defense and walked away with a smile. Tony then smirked looking at me. His eyes traveled from my head to toe. "you look gorgeous"

I blushed then looked down. "you want to Dance?" he asked.

"I can't dance" I smiled. Tony shook his head then pulled me by my hand. "it's easy" he spoke then pulled me to his chest.

He placed my arms on his shoulders and his hand fell to the small of my back. "and we just sway to the music" he said softly moving our bodies slowly. I rest my head on his chest holding him close as we moved to the music.

"(y/n) I need to say something" he said pulling away. Oh no here it comes I thought.

"I think I'm in Love with you."

I pulled away from a little harder than I meant to and backed away. "no" I whispered.

"why not?"

"I'm not good enough for you" I spoke and tried to leave but he stopped me. "please (y/n)"

"you can have any girl you want... I'm not the one you were meant to find" I said trying to walk away only to be stopped by his lips being pressed to mine. He kissed me roughly but softly at the same time if that was even possible. "just shut up for a sec" he whispered against my lips.

"you are good enough and you make me a better man" I was about to say something but Pepper came over to us.

"can I cut in?" she asked. I rolled my eyes then nodded walking away from my sister and Tony.

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The next morning I lied in bed still thinking about Tony and what happened at the party. I knew I couldn't avoid him forever so I decided to go talk to him. He was my best friend and I wasn't going to lose him.

I took a deep breath before opening the door to his lab and I walked into his lab.

"hay Tony I think w-" I stoped. My heart sunk seeing them. Pepper leaning on his desk and he was pressed against her. He quickly pulled away and she just stood there not affected at all. "I knew it" I growled and ran off.

"(y/n)! (y/n) wait please!" Tony said racing out side to were I was pacing back and forth.

"please let me explain" he said looking like his life shattered. He walked forward to me trying to hide the stray tears. "n-no just stay!" I said putting my hands up. "stay away from me please"

"don't do this. I never meant for this to happen" he said his voice cracking.

"you know what?" I spoke letting the tears fall down my red cheeks "My hole life Pepper has gotten everything she's ever wanted. The only thing I had that she didn't was you" I said tearing up more I thought of it. Tony stepped forward and tried to grab my hand but I jerked away.

"was all that you said that night at the party a lie? Was it just all bull shit!" I asked.

"no! None of it was" he yelled back his voice cracking. His eyes glossed over with tears trying to get me in his grasp.

"really? So what did i see you doing with my sister, huh? Was our friendship a lie too? Was it just so you could get to my sister?" I cried.

"no! I love you okay? She came on to me" he tried to explain. He stood closer to me his hand shaking as he placed it on my cheek. "I can't loose you"

"I want to believe you, but I can't right now... I'm sorry" I said removing his hand then walked away from him.

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The next week I avoided Tony as much as I possibly could and I did the same with Pepper. I did my job the best I could with out any vocal or social interaction with Tony and the team could tell it was killing him, but really it was killing the both of us. Instead of going to visit him in his lab I would go on a run with Steve or train in the gym with Rumlow or Bucky. If he tried to talk to me or walk towards me I would quickly duck behind someone and leave the room.

"you gotta stop this" Bruce said slamming his books and lab top on the tab I was at. The noise making me look up from my computer. "what are you talking about Bruce"

Bruce sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose making his glasses slip if his face and land on the tab. "okay" he said starting to talk with hand movements like he usually dose when he has a rant brewing in his big brain. "you two are my best friends and I know this much. He loves the crap out of you and he is literally dying in that lab"

"Brucie, you didn't see what I did, you don't know what it's like to see some glimpse of hope then getting your heart shatter." I said slamming my lab top close. "you have a perfect relationship"

He raised an eyebrow. "you think me and Nat have a perfect relationship? For your information your the one who told me I was good enough for her when I thought I wasn't... I wouldn't have had the courage to tell her I loved her with out you" he spoke.

"I rather see the people around me happy than see me happy.... And If Tony wants to be with pepper than I'll let him because I want him to have the world"

"you are his world! If you want him to have the world go into that lab!" he said.

"he was groping my damn sister Bruce!" I shouted standing up from the table. "I wanted to tell him I loved him! I really did but like everything else my sister bet me to it" I started to tear up and put my hands hiding my tears from him. Bruce got up and wrap his arms around me hugging me. "he chooses you, but you have to believe that he loves you" he spoke.

"i just can't right now" I whimpered. Bruce was about to say som but F.R.I.D.A.Y spoke threw the speakers. "all avengers to the quin jets.. All Avengers to the quin jests"

"this conversation isn't over" Bruce said running down the hallway with me then into the jet. As walked in Clint quickly handed me my crossbow and suit. I quickly put the patch on my chest and the nano tech covered my body forming into my suit.

"you alright doll?" Bucky asked walking up to me a Bruce.

"I'm fine buckaroo" I smiled and padded his shoulder.

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I ran through the empty halls of the Hydra base completely lost and separated from the rest of the team.

"(y/n), (y/n) where are you?" I heard Tony say on the calms. Why do you care I thought to my self. I didn't respond and continued to run. "God Damnit (y/n) nows nto the time for the fucking silent treatment" Tony said again.

"(y/n) I found you and I'm coming" I heard Sam say next.

"I'm coming Sammy" I quickly met with Sam after a couple of feet and hallways. We both quickly got out before the building exploded. I quickly looked around and my heart sank. "wait! Where is tony?"

"Tony? Tony, where are you?" Steve spoke.

I quickly looked up and saw his suit being shot out of the window and free falling. "Hulk help him" I spoke looking at my green friend. Hulk growled and jumped up and cought him. Tony looked like a toy in his arms. Hulk quickly landed on his feet and gently laid Tony on the concrete. "Tony? Tony please be okay" I said as I dropped to my knees next to his stiff body. I quickly ripped his dented mask reviling his cut up face. His brown eyes were closed and his beard was panted red with blood.

"Tony? Tony come back to me" I said tears poring out of my eyes. I placed my hand on his arc reactor as it's light started flickering. Hulk quickly let out a lion like roar making Tony jolt awake. He quickly panted and looked around. I sighed and fell back on my but and rested my elbows on my knees. "damn you" I cried. I looked up at him and quickly lunged forward slamming my lips to his. His eyes widened but quickly melt into the kiss. He placed his metal covered hand to my cheek and the other fell to my waist pulling me closer.

"alright break it up" Nat chuckled leaning on hulks arm.

"I Love You I said looking down at him."I thought I lost you... I'm sorry for acting like a total bitch I should hav-"

"hay, hay it's okay" Tony said cutting me off. He quickly stepped out of his broken suit and placed his hands on both my cheeks. "I understand but you need to believe me when is say I love you and I want you and only you" he said. His chocolate eyes I loved so much stared into my soul. He slowly lowered his face to meet my level and pecked my lips. "I'm not talking to my sister though" I spoke.

Tony ground and pulled away. "of course your not... Because your so stubborn" he smirked.

"and you love me for it" I said placing my hand on his arc reactor. "but I learned it from you"

"I'm a bad influence on you, I'll say that much" he chucked.

"that maybe True but she's an excellent influence on you Stark" Steve spoke up. I chuckled then placed a kiss on his chest where his reactor is because he's so much taller than me and his reactor has always been eye level to me. I always loved it and thought it was cool.

"marry me" Tony said lifting my chin up with his pointer finger. We were the last to left out side and everyone elses was climbing back into the jet.

"little early don't you think?" I smiled.

"I've waited to long to call you mine Im not waisting a second of it"

"then yes, yes I'll marry you" I smiled.

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[just-dreaming-marvel]

Caught In A Web ~ 15

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Word Count: 1,375

Summary: Natasha and Wanda see what you can do.

Notes: I'm going to be honest, tumblr is acting weird and most of my links aren't working on any of my posts. So good luck. Also, not my best chapter but hopefully it will get better since I'm writing again. (Also, Tony Stark one shot soon anyone?)

“I don’t know how comfortable I am with this.”

“This is necessary, Y/N,” Natasha told you as she set up the training mats. “You’re dating an Avenger. It may not be out to the world but our enemies have a way of finding things out.”

“We’re just trying to make you as safe as possible,” Wanda added.

“I get that… It’s just…” Y/N sighed. “I just don’t feel comfortable with it. It’s the reason why I turned down an official spot on the Team.”

“We won’t go as crazy as we do for Team training,” Natasha said. “Trust me, Wanda and I are in charge of your training routine, not Steve. This will just be a step above normal self-defense training.”

“It’s self-defense training Avengers style!” Wanda said excitedly.

“Besides, do you know much about your powers?”

You shrugged. “I guess not.”

“This will help you see exactly what you can do.”

“I was scared my first times too,” Wanda told you. “Having powers can be scary and you can be constantly be afraid of hurting someone, but the reward of mastering them and feeling confident definitely out ways the negative feelings. I promise you, it will be all worth it.”

“Okay,” you breathed out with a nod. “Let’s do this.”

~~~

The three of you were still in the training room four hours later. You were doing much better than Natasha and Wanda believed that you’d do. Your powers were allowing you to match the stamina of the other two women and learn quickly. It impressed red heads how much your powers heightened your senses, allowing you to defend yourself. You were using your webs and your ability to stick to things off and on. You were even begin to be able to control your stickiness. 

Other Team members had slowly began to gather at the observation windows above, including Tony. Tony didn’t know what to make of this all. You had been so adamant about not being an Avenger, yet here you were passing all of the tests that Wanda and Natasha were throwing at you. He was so proud but terrified at the same time. Imagining you out there, sacrificing your life, made his heart want to beat out of his chest.

“Y/N’s impressive,” Steve said, studying your every move as he stood next to Tony. “She would be a great asset.”

“She already told Fury no,” Tony responded.

“She can still change her mind.” Steve and Tony watched as you using your webs to swing around Wanda and tie her up quickly. Wanda broke use with her powers as Natasha called training done for the day. Steve looked over at the live vitals board, looking for yours. “Her vitals are calmer than Natasha’s.”

“I’m sure Fury is loving that.”

“You’re right, Stark,” Fury said, making his presence known from behind them. “I am loving it. Miss L/N is proving that she could be a vital asset to the Team. I have a feeling that it’s only a matter of time before we see her suited up with the rest of you.”

Clenching his jaw, Tony turned around and exited the observation deck. He headed down the stairs, pausing at the doors that would lead him in to the training room. Taking a deep breath, Tony tried to reign in his varying emotions before entering the room with a false smirk on his face. The facade turned real when you noticed him and you smiled. Your eyes lit up in the way they only did for him as you took the needed steps to meet him half way.

“Did you see me?” You excitedly asked. “I tied Wanda up! Me! I did that!”

“I did,” he responded. “And I’m proud.” He kissed the top of your head as he took you in his arms. He looked over at Natasha and Wanda. “Thank you Red and Little Red for the lesson, but I think I’m going to be taking Y/N back to the lab.”

Natasha’s brow quirked up at the tone Tony was carrying.

“Why the rush, Tin Man?” That confidence that you had underneath the suit slipped out. It had been too long since that side of you had appeared. “Don’t want to see what I can do to you?”

Now that caught Tony’s attention. “I don’t think that’s a game you want to play, spidey-girl.”

“Why?” You leaned in so that your lips were brushing against his ear. “Afraid you’d lose?” Tony’s breath caught in his throat at your teasing. You smirked as you heard the catch of his breath. “Got ya, Tin Man.” You pressed a kiss to the side of his face before pulling away. You winked as you stepped around him and walked out of the room.

Natasha whistled jokingly, pulling Tony’s attention to her. “Didn’t think that Y/N was able to get that way,” she jested.

“She saves it for me,” Tony responded before rushing after you.

~~~

You reached your floor happily, having truly enjoyed your time training. Heading for your room to shower, you stopped when you sensed someone. You spun around, throwing one of your arms out and flinging a web. 

“Director Fury!” You exclaimed when you noticed him. He stepped to the side, dodging your web. “What— What are you doing here?”

“I watched your training,” he stated. “I’m here to see if you’ll reconsider joining the Team.”

“Director, I—“

“I have never seen someone take down Maximoff the way you did. It was impressive. The Team could use you out on missions.”

“I—“

“I know what you told me. Let me know if that’s changed.” Fury walked passed you and toward the elevator, which opened to reveal Tony.

“Fury? What the hell?” Tony exclaimed as he stepped out of the elevator. 

“Stark,” Fury greeted. He got into the elevator and the doors shut before he responded to Tony.

“What was he doing here?” Tony rushed over to you. 

“He wants me to rethink my response to joining the Team,” you responded. 

“Are you?”

“I… I don’t know… I enjoyed today, but it was meant to be a training and to see what I could do. I realized that I can do a lot and being on the Team would give me a chance to use my powers for good. It’s just…”

“It’s just what, honey?” Tony’s heart was pounding. It was clear to him now that he didn’t want you out there on missions. The chance that you could die out there, that he couldn’t protect you— Tony couldn’t take that chance with you.

“It’s just that I don’t know if I’m made for sacrificing my life like that.” Tony felt like he could breathe again, only slightly. “I’m more of use to everyone in the lab.”

“It’s whatever you want. I’ll respect your choice.”

“I think I’m good with sticking to the lab. Though, if you’re okay with it, I think I’m going to have Wanda and Natasha train me some more. Today is the first day I’ve actually felt like I can control all of my powers. I would like to continue to feel that way.”

“You don’t need my permission to do anything, sweetheart.”

“Yes, I know. But I would like it.”

Tony pressed out a smile. “You can train as much as you want.”

You smiled, beaming at him. “Thank you, Tony.” You leaned to kiss him briefly before sighing and leaning your head against him. “Do you know what today made me miss?”

Tony wrapped his arms around you. “No.”

“Our first dates. Where I had the confidence to banter and we would fly around the city.”

“I miss those dates too. You bantering though, I think that will come out more as our relationship continues.”

“Hmm,” you hummed. “Tin Man.”

“Spidey-girl.” He kissed your head. “Go shower and we’ll go get something to eat.”

You nodded, pulling away and heading to your bedroom. Tony stood there, coming to the realization that the more you trained, the more likely you were to join the Team, just so that you could be free to use your powers. He needed to come to terms with that possibility or do something to stop it from happening.

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[skylarinfinity]

tony : [give male reader a stern look] male reader, you need to stop teaching peter thing's that destroying his innocent.

male reader : [offended] do you ever think that i also destroying my innocent by teaching him that thing's? not everything about peter [pouting]

peter : [nodding] yeah, not cool mr stark!

tony : [point his wrench at peter] this between me and my husband, and how dare you choosing his side? you know me first!

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[marvelsmylife]

Number one with tony stark and female reader

#1- breaking a kiss to say something, staying so close that you’re murmuring into each other’s mouths

You knew Tony went all out when it came to expressing his love towards you. He especially went all out when it came to celebrating your anniversary. This year was no different.

For your fifth anniversary, he decided to fly you both out to Greece. He knew that it was your favorite place to visit and he couldn’t think of a better location to take you. After spending all day shopping and swimming in the private home Tony rented for the week, Tony took you to your favorite restaurant for dinner.

Tony spent the entire evening trying to get you to drink champagne to celebrate your anniversary. You kept telling him no because you weren’t in the mood to drink. Little did he know, you didn’t want to drink because you recently discovered you were pregnant.

You had planned how you were going to announce to Tony that you were pregnant. Unfortunately, that plan went out the window because he started questioning why you weren’t drinking.

Finally, you let it slip when he asked you for the tenth time when the waiter brought out the dessert you ordered. “I’m going to be a father?” Tony smiled as he asked.

“Yes-” you let out a yelp when Tony rushed over to you and spun you around.

Tony caressed your cheek as he kissed you passionately. “Thank you for making me the happiest man on earth” Tony murmured into your mouth as he carefully placed his hands on your stomach “I promise to be the best dad to our baby”.

“I know you will” you replied as you rested your forehead against his “I love you so much Tony. Happy anniversary”.

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[heliads]

Hello, could I request headcanons on what it's like to date Tony Stark? I read a lot of your marvel fics and they're really good btw!!

anyone who requests headcanons is my automatic fave, thank you for giving me more time to do hw 😭

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First of all, it takes just about everything in you to convince Tony to let you get close to him in the first place

Pushing people away, although it isn’t easy when it’s someone he cares about, is the only way Tony can guarantee his loved ones will stay alive

It was only once you let him know in no uncertain terms that you wouldn’t be abandoning him come hell or high water that he gave in and let you into his heart

Tony loves easily, after all, he just tries too hard to protect too many people and that leads to him cutting off relationships when he shouldn’t

After you started dating, though, he’s never been happier 

He likes to casually pepper mentions of you into every conversation he’s ever had

“You know, my girlfriend thinks–”

“Have I told you what my girlfriend did this weekend?”

It drives the other Avengers a little crazy but so long as Tony’s still paying their bills he really doesn’t care

Expect to be entertained by scientific monologues when you get up in the morning

Tony’s not going to wake you up to tell you something he discovered, at least one of you should get their beauty rest, but so long as you’re awake, your attention is fair game

Tony may take you as a plus one to whatever galas and charity events he can get away with, but his favorite time spent with you is out of the public eye 

The two of you will rent a cabin somewhere in the middle of nowhere and try to relax for once in your lives

It’s peaceful, which is not a term you expected to use in describing Tony Stark, but it’s true

It’s good, to put it simply, good and yours

There’s nothing you would change about it :)

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[spvdermansgirl]

6:25 PM

“what the hell is that?”

“a cat, her name’s luna.” a tiny meow made its way from the cat you were holding in your arms.

“i can see that,” tony stark, your partner, said as he lowered his shades. “why is it here?”

“i found her on the streets, all cold.” you pouted, flashing your eyes. luna must have sensed this as she purred and looked at tony. “can we keep her?”

tony was exasperated. this was the fifth cat you brought home and sure, he loves how you love these animals so much but he could only do with so much cat hair. but, he wasn’t about to be the asshole and say no. contrary to popular belief, he kinda likes animals, maybe more so, because of you. (but don’t tell him i told you that)

he bit back a smile and pat your hair before saying, “f.r.i.d.a.y., remind me to get more stuff for luna. maybe a few extras just in case y/n could help themselves and bring home an entire litter.”

you laughed, kissing tony on the cheek. “thank you! i promise to take care of them! i love you!”

“you love me because i pay for your cats’ needs.”

“our cats, tony, and don’t you dare question my love for you.” you looked at him pointedly. “anyway, want to go and get coffee first before buying stuff for the cats?”

“got it, sweetheart. of course, i'll go, you had me at coffee.” tony kissed your temple as you helped luna to the mini place tony has designated for the first four cats you brought home: cheddar, colby jack, roni (short for macaroni obviously), and sunny. luna would fit in just well, you know it.

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