#tony stark fan fic

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just your boss

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you internally rolled your eyes as you watched as everyone started to leave for the night. it was a friday night and most of the work had been given to you, like usual—countless documents to go over, meetings to set up, and a plethora of emails to be sent.

the vast majority your coworkers despised you, especially your female coworkers. they were all under the impression that you were having an affair with your boss. the he looked at you, brought you coffee every morning, and even gave you your own office was proof enough for them.

if it weren't for you overhearing them talking about you, you would've never realized why they treated you the way they did.

"she's such a whore. sleeping with tony just to keep her job." she said with disgust in her tone and a not so subtle eye roll.

you weren't totally oblivious. you were aware he treated you a little differently than everyone else, but you just assumed it was because you were new, but that treatment continued as the months went by.

and you definitely weren't blind, he was attractive—very attractive. he towered over you, his dark brown hair flecked with gray here and there. he had one ring on his pinky, the gold band always shined bright as he walked through the office.

with most of the office empty, you knew you'd be able to get a decent amount of work done, giving yourself a nice head start for the following workweek.

tony observed you from his office, your eyebrows furrowed in concentration, bottom lip tucked between your teeth as you read your screen. he smiled as you bopped your head to the music that played through your headphones.

he admired how hard you always worked, even when the rest of his employees attempted to make your job more difficult.

you were so lost in your work that you didn't notice tony leaving his office, standing in front of your cubicle. you let out a startled gasp as you looked up.

"sorry, didn't mean to scare you." he let out a breathy laugh, you laughed with him, feeling slightly embarrassed at your reaction.

"it's okay. i didn't notice you were there. can i do anything for you?" you ask, taking your headphones off to look up at him.

"what are you still doing here? you should've left a few hours ago." he stated, walking around to look at your screen. you felt his colonge seep into your system as he leaned in close to you, cocking your neck to see his profile from the side.

he sensed your gaze and turned to meet yours, smiling.

you turned red when his eyes met yours. internally cursing at yourself for staring like an idiot.

"um, i'm just getting ahead. i don't have anything planned tonight so i figured i'd stay a bit later and get some work out of the way. i can leave if you're on your way out." you offered, not wanting him to stay longer so he could close once you left.

you noticed tony's eyes drop to your lips for split second. he shook his head. "no, i don't mind." he stood up straight turning around to walk back to his office but he suddenly stopped. "actually, could you come into my office for a second? i could use you're help with something."

you nodded your head, followed him.

you loved the view he had in his office, big windows from the floor to the ceiling that showed off the beautiful city. the room was pretty dark apart from a small lamp that sat on his desk, illuminating enough to see what he needed to see.

he reached under his desk and pulled out a thick binder, flipping through it till he found what he needed.

"i like to keep track of sales here." he point at the spreadsheet. "but, it's not very organized. i used to know what was what but i lost track and want to sort it out. any suggestions?" he says resting his hands on the desk to be eye level with you.

once again you find yourself staring again but pull yourself together quicker this time.

"well, you can go by dates." you look down at the binder, noticing he has dates by each number. "if you don't mind, i can go through and but the dates in order on a new spreadsheet and have it ready by monday." you say with a smile, tucking your hair behind your ear when you look back up and find him already looking at you.

"thank you for the offer, but i can do it myself." he smiles at you. the lighting in his office enhances your feature and he can't bring himself to take his eyes off you. "you work harder than everyone else, no reason for me to pile on anything more."

you smile at his comment, realizing he does notice your attempt at being a good employee.

your smile made tonys heart skip a beat, he wasn't sure why but he started to lean into you, and you didn't stop him. his soft lips pressed against yours, leading you into a gentle kiss. you let it happen, tasting the mint gum he had previously had.

he placed his hands on your waist, pulling you into him. even with him bending down, you still had to crane your neck upwards to reach his lips. the kiss was quickly become more and more passionate. neither one of you could get enough.

tony pulled away at the lack of air, pressing his forehead against yours. "tell me to stop." he whispered, catching his breath.

part of you wanted to tell him to stop, you shouldn't be crossing the line on professionalism like this. but the other half wanted this, so you kept quite, locking your eyes with his.

your eyes told him all he needed to know, he rushed back in, kissing you harder, placing his big hands on the back of your legs, lifting you up and setting you on the edge of his desk.

his hands roamed your body, reaching the end of your shirt to pull it off you. he start to kiss down your neck when you pull of his jacket, quickly undoing the buttons on shirt.

the way he feels against you has you feeling dizzy. his touch feels so good. he reaches your bra and unclasps it, you move your arms so it falls right off.

"god, you're beautiful." he says as he pulls back away from you, slipping his shirt off.

you also take the chance to admire him, he was just pure muscle, sculpted by god himself.

he reaches around you and unzips your skirt, you lift your hips so he can pull them off, taking your panties off as well. he pulls you closer to the edge of the desk and kneels in front of you. your body feels like it's on a fire at this point.

he leans in and licks your cunt. your eyes flutter shut at the feeling. his warm tongue laps up your arousal, humming against you at your taste. he wastes no time, sucking your clit into his mouth and massage his fingers around your hole.

you lean back on your hands and watch as he eats you out, his eyes locking with yours when he pushes two fingers inside you. his thick fingers stretch you out in the most delicious way possible.

he thrusts them in and out before he curls them upwards. between his tongue and fingers, you can't hold yourself up anymore, dropping yourself onto your back. your hand finds it's way into his hair, slightly tugging at his roots. a moan vibrates against you at the action, causing you to arch your back.

you were embarrassed at how fast your orgasm was approaching but tony just encouraged you, moving faster, pressing his fingers deeper inside you.

your release hit you like a truck. vision blurring, stomach tightening, legs shaking around his head, hands tugging harshly at his hair. he didn't slow down his movements, wanting to prolong it for as long as possible. he only pulled away when you started to push him away at how sensitive you had gotten.

he rested his head against your thigh and watched as you catched your breath, he could still feel the subtle shake of your legs. pressing kisses against your leg, he made his way up your body to your lips. you moaned at the taste of yourself, sitting up so you could undo his pants.

you pushed them down and let him kick them off. grabbing his cock, you stroke him as you two continue to kiss. you could feel how big he was, throbbing in your hand. pulling away, you slightly lean back and line him up with your entrance.

he looks down at you, almost as if asking for permission. you nod your head and he slowly pushes into you. the moan that leaves your lips is involuntarily, he stretches you out in ways you never felt before.

you hear him curse under his breath when he's fully nestled inside you. he just rests inside you, letting you get accustomed before he pulls out. he movements are slow, letting you feel each and every inch.

"you feel so good." he groans, placing his hands on your hips.

his deep voice just turns you on more; the slow movements are like torture, you needed more.

"please. please move faster." you almost beg, gripping his bicep for extra support.

he puts his arms under your legs to push them upwards, almost pinning them against you. he thrusts faster, deeper. leaning down, he kisses you, letting you wrap your hands around his neck to pull him closer. the kiss is mainly the two of you moaning into each others mouths.

he suddenly feels bold and picks you up off the desk and walks towards the glass, pressing you against it so he can thrust up into you. the cool glass against your warm skin feels amazing and the risk of potentially being seen, excites you.

he reaches deeper inside you in this position, hitting your g-spot with each stroke. you throw you head back, pleasure courses through every part of your body.

tony leans forward and places kissing on your exposed throat, making his way towards your sweet spot, sucking on the skin.

"i'm so close. tony, please."

your whining spurs him on. he wraps an arm around your waist to hold you up and uses his free hand to rub your clit. the added stimulation has your toes curling. his movements speed up, deep moans vibrate through his chest.

he knows your close, he can feel your cunt squeeze his cock, making it harder for him move.

"cum, baby. go ahead." he whispers, choking out a moan when his own release hits him.

this one is 10x more intense then the first one. your entire body goes stiff, you can't control the moans that leave your mouth as it washes over you.

tony rests his head against your shoulder as he fills you up. he's never had an orgasm this stronger before. he gently places you places you on the floor, legs wobbling when your feet meet the ground.

"stay here, let me grab some tissues." he says before rushing over to his desk.

you lean against the glass, still catch your breath from the orgasm you just had. he leans down to clean the mess between your legs, doing his best to get you as clean as possible.

you smile at him when he stands straight, appreciating that he took the time to clean you up. he picks up your clothes and helps you get dressed after just throwing on his pants and shirt.

"let me go get you some water." he says, leaving the office.

suddenly it's like your mind clears and you realize what just happened, a wave of guilt washes over you and you find yourself panicking.

the break room was on the other side of the floor so you step out of the office and quickly grab your things from your cubicle, rushing into the elevator so you could leave.

you made a huge mistake sleeping with your boss.

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Nobody Agent- Chapter 3

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

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Chapter 3

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

He ignored you. 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Hiya neighbor!” She gleefully said. 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Not at all!” You yelled out to her. 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Get away,” you simply said. 

“Wait, Y/N,” Tony yelled after you. 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Ding. Dong.

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

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

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[starryevermore]

Tony stark x reader may be funniest cause it could be either of them. Friends or relationship I don’t mind on their status. “What would you say if I brought home 6 puppies” “what’s in the box?…….what’s in the box?” “I think you already know” audio from tiktok and somewhere else I think. Yeah I just think it’d be funny. Plus if you don’t feel like writing much it could just be a short Drabble.

…surprise! ✧ tony stark

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request: Tony stark x reader may be funniest cause it could be either of them. Friends or relationship I don’t mind on their status. “What would you say if I brought home 6 puppies” “what’s in the box?…….what’s in the box?” “I think you already know” audio from tiktok and somewhere else I think. Yeah I just think it’d be funny. Plus if you don’t feel like writing much it could just be a short Drabble. 

pairing: tony stark x fem!reader

word count: 219

warnings?: not proofread

“what would you say if i brought home six puppies?”

tony didn’t believe he heard you right when you asked the question. 

seriously, six puppies? he could understand one, maybe two if the little fellas were particularly cute. but six? were you expecting to open an animal sanctuary or something!?

he zeroed in on the cardboard box you were holding, soft little barks coming from it. he raised a brow, standing with his hands on his hips. “what’s in the box, y/n?”

“wellllll…promise you won’t be mad?”

“what’s in the box, y/n?“ he repeated. 

“…i think you already know,” you said, letting out an awkward laugh at the end. 

tony sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. “fine. say we got six puppies. are you planning on taking care of them?”

you set the box down, pulling out one of the puppies. you held it out to tony, saying, “i was hoping we could take care of the little fellas together. it can’t be much harder than wrangling the avengers, could it?”

tony laughed, looking at the puppy. well, at least it was cute. “i suppose you’re right there.”

“by the way, you’re naming none of them. the last thing i want is a puppy named dum-e.”

“well, that’s just ridiculous. that name’s already taken!”

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Chapters: 9/10 Fandom: Marvel Cinematic Universe, The Avengers (Marvel Movies), Marvel, Iron Man (Movies) Characters: Tony Stark, Maria Hill, Melinda May, Nick Fury, Natasha Romanov (Marvel), Elizabeth | Maria Hill's Mother, Original Characters, Iron Man Armor, Hydra Agents, Pepper Potts, FBI - Character, Helen Cho (Marvel) Additional Tags: BAMF Maria Hill, Interrogation, woman in action, platonic action story, SHIELD skills, woman saves man, tony stark and maria hill snark contest, snark at stark, Stark Industries (Marvel), spy games, when the men get sidelined female character treatment, Tony Stark & Maria Hill friendship, Awesome Maria Hill, Maria Hill-centric, i hope this feels like a movie, Threats of Rape/Non-Con, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Killing, Murder, Kidnapping, Maria Hill / Natasha Romanov implied Summary:

Chapter Summary: Tony shows Maria some unexpected appreciation. 

#maria hill #maria hill fanfic #maria hill fanfction #marvel #marvel fanfiction #maria's hill mom is here! #tony stark #tony stark fanfiction #tony stark fan fic #pepper potts #helen cho reference #platonic action story #ALIEN REFERENCE! #ellen ripley #mcu #mcu fanfic #mcu fanfiction #marvel cinematic unvierse #secret invasion #nick fury #hydra #bamf maria hill #maria hill really does get some moments in this i promise

[mojiitoos]

Tony : “How did you find me?”

Steve : “I saw a giant explosion and i thought, who could that be?”

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[3twindragons]

Winteriron/ if they met during the first iron man movie.

#bucky barnes #the winter soldier #tony stark #iron man #ironwinter #marvel fanart #fan art #iron man movies #tonybucky #concept: they are in the desert. there's fire on the background. and a helicopter is looking for tony. that's were all this light is from #i dedicate this to every fic were they meet during the events of the first iron man movie #my favorite thing was when in discord someone saw the wip and went :“yinsen in the afterlife: so i was helping him design his wedding suit” #lol 😂 #let's agree however that yinsen survived this one ! who's with me ? #My art 3td

[buckyalpine]

Hi! I hope you feel better soon 💜 I have funny lil request if you are at all interested. So Bucky has a lil crush on the reader, and one day walks by their room and hears something that makes him a bit jealous. He hears the reader giggling, and saying stuff jokingly like "Stop Charlie, that tickles!" or "You're so handsome," and Bucky becomes sad because he thinks the reader has found someone. But then he later finds out that the reader was actually dog sitting for a friend. What happens next is up to you, and feel free to change anything to make it more interesting! I chose Charlie as a random dog name that's also human, but its just an example. If you find any inspiration from this, I encourage you to take it in absolutely any direction you want! (as long as it has a happy ending, bc Im a sucker for happy endings hehe)

okay what I find hilarious and amazing about this is I HAVE HAD THIS EXAAACT SAME IDEA, WHY DID I NEVER WRITE IT. THIS IS SO ADORABLE. This is a sign. From the universe.

The only thing I'm changing here is the name because I find it hilarious when dogs have more common people names. 

It started off with your sweet smiles, they’re so contagious, he can’t help but smile back. He starts to find his heart jumping a little whenever you’re around, he almost goes to Bruce to get a medical check up cause why is his heart doing that. Stop that. He can’t control the way you make him blush and he realizes he likes you. Likes you likes you. Its a cute little crush he has that he tries to keep a secret because its just a little crush, nothing to get worked up over. 

He’s too scared to ask you out, he gets tongue tied the second he tries to attempt anything. 

It all goes sideways he walks by your room one day. 

"Daniel, bubba you're too heavy to be lying on me like this!"

He stopped dead in his tracks. Maybe he heard wrong. 

"Baby, stop that tickles"

Baby? You never mentioned dating anyone before.

"Hey! You can't get away with that just because you're so handsome"

Bucky blinked, his jaw clenching, who the fuck was this Daniel, and why he with you. He wanted to know exactly how “handsome” this punk was, making you giggle and laugh, he should be the one doing that. 

"Hmmm, you know you're so handsome don't you baby"

Bucky shook his head, huffing to his room to pout, he had to find out who the hell this guy was. Or not. If was sure he’d probably punch the guy in the neck. 

Imagine his surprise when he over hears the team just casually talking to you about Daniel. 

With Sam

Sam: So how's Daniel doing? You: He's good, I'm going to see him later today if I have some time, we might go for a walk in the park

Sam: Aww, the weather’s supposed to be nice out, maybe you can even stop by the lake!

With Tony

You: Daniel's coming over later, is that okay?

Tony: Sure, just don't make a mess in the living room like last time

You: Sorry, I'll keep him in check

Tony: He’s great otherwise, you should bring him around more often

Bucky nearly saw stars with that conversation, the last thing he needed was more of you and Daniel. The final straw was when he heard you talking to Steve. 

Steve: You think I can steal Daniel from you

You: I’m sure he’d love that, he loves going on runs with you, I can’t keep up with his energy 

Steve: He’s great, wish he was around more often, let me know when he’s coming by next

Okay, stealing his crush was one thing, but Bucky drew the boundary at this clown moving in on his best friend too. 

*****

“Can you tell me what the hell is so great about Daniel” Bucky huffed, fidgeting with his fingers, sitting on the couch while Sam tinkered with redwing. 

“What do you mean what’s so great, he’s amazing! He’s friendly, he’s great with kids, he’s super sweet, gets along with everyone. You haven’t met him?” 

“No” Bucky rolled his eyes, every time he thought it was bad, it got worse. Now the guy was great with kids too. Fantastic. Before Sam could respond, Bucky hear you call for him. 

“Oh my God Bucky!! You have to meet Daniel!” You ran up to him, bouncing on your feet. Every time Daniel had come by, Bucky had either been called away on a mission or busy with something. You’d been dying for him to meet your favorite baby in the whole world. 

“I was busy y/n” Bucky tried to sound grumpy but he just couldn’t with you, pouting like a kicked puppy instead. He might as well meet the guy that seemed to have your heart. 

“You were just sitting with Sam, please?” You gave him your best pout and Bucky melted instantly, nodding while you ran back again to show your favorite soldier your best fur baby. 

Bucky’s eyes widened at the massive golden retriever that came bounding in, immediately pouncing on him and attacking him with kisses. 

“Daniel!!” You tried to pull him off but he wasn’t having it, trying to snuggle himself into Bucky, keeping him pinned on the floor. “Baby, get off him, I told you you’re too big!”

“This-this is Daniel?” Bucky blinked between getting his face licked, too stunned to say much else

“Yeah! Why, who did you think it was” 

“Your boyfriend” Sam snorted, watching the scene unfold in front of him, wiggling his eye brows at Bucky. 

“I-no-” Bucky blushed, while sitting up slightly, petting the fluffy baby behind the ears, allowing him to sit in his lap. 

“Man, shut up, just admit you were jealous over y/n 4 legged boyfriend” 

“Did you think Daniel was my boyfriend?” you giggled, sitting down beside him, your heart beating a little faster when he bit his lip. Did he like you back? “Were you jealous?” you whispered, inching a little closer to him, while he smiled softly not meeting your eyes. 

“Maybe a little” 

You both inched closer and closer until your hand was brushing his, his fingers hesitantly intertwining with yours while Daniel happily made himself comfortable across your laps, his head resting on Bucky’s thigh. Tony and Steve entered the living room looking pleased when they saw how close the two of you were sitting. 

“Ah, I see you met y/n’s boyfriend” Tony snorted while Bucky groaned, covering his face. “Cheating on Daniel now are we?” He nodded at your hand in Bucky’s while you laughed, kissing his cheek, making him blush more. 

“Hmm, Bucky doesn’t mind a little competition” 

“I hate all of you” 

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Chapter 8

Twinkles

Series Masterlist

Previous part: Little Birdie Next Part: True Romantic

Word Count: 7,072

Warnings: My blog is 18+ only. All minors or blogs without an age in bio will be blocked. Minors DNI.

A week and a handful of days was exactly how long you actually made it into your two weeks before you found yourself with a mind just as hectic and busy as it was the day you left the compound. But the only difference now was that it was you and your thoughts back on an empty road on the way back to the compound.

You figured that processing your feelings and settling back in at home might've been good for you. Maybe being back in the environment that caused all of the physical and mental injury would help move the healing along faster, help you make amends and tie up all the loose ends you needed in order to really solidify your place in such an environment.

Plus, you still wanted to talk to Bucky again. You needed to bury the fight for good. And Steve... lord knows you still have a lot to figure out between the two of you... and Bucky. Okay... there was still a lot of figure out with the three of you.

The road was so dark and almost lonely with the lack of traffic happening at 10pm on a weeknight. For some reason, not even your playlist or the almost freezing temperatures outside competing with your car heater was distracting your brain from the only thought it could conjure up, which was to call Steve.

You didn't know why you wanted to talk to him, or even what to say, but your fingers even pulled up his contact on your car's display just in case.

It was already late, and you had no reason, but you couldn't stop thinking about him. Wondering if he was already asleep, you took the leap of faith and pressed call.

Your intuition was right, because before you could even press call, Steve's name popped up on the little screen and your car informed you that he had called you first.

"Hello?" You spoke, eyes glued to the open road.

"Hey, Bug." He spoke back, voice deep and raspy as if he was half asleep. "What are you up to?"

"Funny you should ask, I was literally just about to call you but you beat me to it." You told him with a smile, well aware he couldn't see it.

"Oh really? What's wrong?"

"Nothing! I don't know why I wanted to call you, but my brain was telling me I should." You explained. However, you could recognize now with the sound of his voice that there was something going on with him. He sounded sad, or maybe frustrated and definitely tired. "What's going on with you?"

"Funny you should ask" A very fake and lazy chuckle sounded. "I'm miserable at the moment, can you tell?"

"Just a little." You lied. He definitely sounded miserable. "What happened, Stevie?"

"The stupid heater in my apartment isn't working and it can't get fixed until tomorrow." Steve started. "I'm exhausted, but no matter what I do I can't fall asleep because I'm so fucking cold. I was going to ask Bucky if I could sleep at his place tonight but I saw Nat's location was in his apartment so that flew out the window."

It took a slight moment to figure out why Steve was complaining about the temperature when he was usually the kind've guy that could put up with anything. But when it clicked, you felt a billion times worse for him.

You remembered a few times Steve has confessed to you that he can't stand the feeling of being cold.. 66 years of being stuck in ice will do that to a person.

Though he had no memory of all of those long years, his brain seemed to hold onto what he felt during the first few moments of the plane he crashed straight into the arctic.

So every time Steve found himself alone in the cold, he swore he could feel his skin sting. His heart would race no matter how hard he tried to get it to slow down, it felt like the floor would start dropping below his feet, and the entire time he was waiting for pain that never came. The longer he stayed cold, the worse it would spiral.

Your eyes darted to the time displayed in your car, 10:54 pm. Then they read the outside temperature, 36 degrees Fahrenheit.

"That sounds awful, I'm sorry" You pouted. "You have my key, why don't you sleep at my place?"

There was a deep sigh through the phone line, and a few moments of silence as he contemplated what to say next. "It's okay. I'm actually not even too sure why I called you, I think I'm just trying to calm myself down."

Your pout deepened and your heart cracked. "Steve"

"Hmm?"

"Go sleep in my bed." You commanded.

"It's fine, Bug. I just wanted to talk to you. Why does it sound so... rumbly?" Steve tried to change the subject.

"Oh, because I'm driving right now." You explained. "Im using my phone's Bluetooth to turn on the heater in my apartment for you so it'll be nice and toasty when you get there."

"It's so late, why are you driving?" He asked.

"I'm actually on my way home right now." You explained keeping it vague, he didn't know which home you were referring to. "Is 73 degrees okay?"

"Bug, I can't." Steve denied, sounding remorseful.

"You can't what?"

"I can't just accept your kindness like this."

If you didn't know him so well, you almost wouldn't be able to know just from the sound of his voice that he was on the verge of tears. But i in this case, you probably knew him better that he would've liked. "Like what, Steve?"

"I still feel so bad that I hurt you." Steve explained, practically in a whisper. He was thankful you couldn't see the way his hands were shaking or the way he had to breathe through his mouth because of how fast his heart was pounding from the sheer amount of anxiety coursing through his nerves. "I can't just go seek comfort from you and invade your space after what I did. That's not fair."

Now, you felt like crying too. "We already talked about this. We can't keep holding onto what happened or it's going to make us both miserable."

"So you're still feeling better about it?"

"Since the last time I saw you? Absolutely." You reassured him. "What can I do to help you feel better right now?"

"This is more than enough." The statement was filled with the most confidence you've heard since answering the phone.

You knew he was seeking any sort of validation that you didn't absolutely hate him, so you tried your hardest to butter him up with some truthful vulnerability "I miss you"

"I miss you too." He agreed, letting his eyes fall shut. "Any chance I can see you again soon?"

You smiled, but he didn't have to know that. He also didn't have to know that you had a 35 minute ETA back to the compound. "I'm busy tomorrow, but how about Saturday?"

"Saturday works great." He declared, still miserable but he tried to be enthusiastic. "You're coming back to the compound on Saturday?"

"Yep, I'll be there." Again, not a lie. "What do you want to do on Saturday?"

"Sleep? Take a nap? Watch a movie? Take a nap while we watch movies?"

You laughed at his suggestions. "That sounds great. And what are you going to do right now?"

"Hopefully sleep and take a nap and sleep some more."

"Think some warm thoughts?"

"I wish I was a marshmallow on a stick." He mumbled.

"Love you lots, go sleep in my room."

"Love you more, no." Steve denied again. "I'll let you go now. I think I'm starting to feel a bit better."

"You think or you know?"

"I'll only know once I hang up."

"Well if you don't know, just call me back, okay?"

"Okay. Thank you for talking to me, drive safe." He didn't want to hang up, but he also didn't want you to think he was being clingy or dramatic so he decided to cut the conversation short. "Will you let me know when you get home?"

"Sure thing. Think about the marshmallow!"

A very small smile tugged at his lips. "Goodnight, Buggy."

"Sweet dreams, Stevie."

The phone-line ended and your music started again. Much like before, the road was still lonely, and you were still unable to get your mind off of Steve. Maybe even more so now than before the phone call. But there was nothing much you could even do for him from the middle of the highway, so you sang along to your playlist that was playing a bit too loud, and tried your best to ignore the uncomfortable sting settling in your lungs as anxiety took over the closer you got to the compound.

That anxiety only worsened as you pulled up, and parked in your reserved spot. You flung your bags over your shoulder and walked through the lobby to get to the elevator and up to your apartment.

The luxurious smell of the building, the sounds of the automated doors and buttons, mostly everyone walking around in their designated uniform, and all the familiar faces reminded you of the really dark place your mind forced you to live in for the long weeks before you left.

Your apartment was no help either. Dragging your feet through the living-room and into the bedroom made memories of all the hours you were stuck in bed flood back so fast you felt physically nauseated. The tossed around blankets over your couch and your bed left unmade was nothing but evidence of how fast you left the compound in the first place. As if you set out on an emergency mission to save yourself.

Luckily you had a perfect excuse to not linger for too long on your own, so you dropped your bags in the corner of your room before making your bed and let your legs carry you over to Steve's place.

After making your way all the way there, and taking a big deep breath to brace yourself for whatever was about to happen, you slid his key that you never gave back to him into his door.

Then, a voice appeared practically out of thin air. "Oh wow, never thought I'd live to see the day Rogers has a girl sneaking in" Tony commented as he walked right past you in the hallway.

"This is definitely not what it looks like." You denied Tony's remark with a shake of your head, but he didn't stick around long enough to even explain yourself.

You stuck to rolling your eyes as you entered his place. It was odd being in his apartment after so much time away, but it was exactly how it always was. Immaculately clean, decorated well, and it smelled subtly like his cologne that you loved so much.

Though you wanted to stop for a moment to reflect, it did little to keep you from walking straight to his bedroom door and opening it slowly as to not scare him.

The first thing you noticed was that his TV was on and playing a movie you didn't recognize, but it provided enough light for you to see the lump hiding beneath the covers. How you still felt the overwhelming sense of comfort you always did when you'd sneak into his bed during the sad and lonely nights. Then, you realized how cold it actually was in his apartment. The longer you were there, the more the chill in the air seeped through your clothes and raised bumps on your skin.

You couldn't tell if he was sleeping or not, but you walked towards him slowly regardless. Then, the blankets tugged around him tighter. The smile on your face spread when you realized he was awake and hiding from what he assumed was Bucky.

"Not in the mood, Punk." Steve mumbled.

A giggle escaped you as you sat on his bed. "Rude"

You watched as his head poked out just for a moment. His eyebrows furrowed in confusion before he let out a little sound of complaint, and pulled the blanket back over his head.

"Hey! Where did you go?" You questioned, smile stretching wider.

He mumbled out a statement you could barely understand, but you did catch the end. "....... liar."

"What did you call me?!" You questioned, faking offense.

There was no response other than a little laugh so quiet you almost missed it, so your hands weren't shy to grab onto the lump of muscles and anxiety covered in a pile of blankets and shake him around playfully. "What did you call me?!?!" You asked again with a giggle.

This time, he poked out just the top of his head and his stupidly beautiful big blue eyes. It was painfully obvious that he was hiding a smile despite his misery. "I called you a big fat liar" he sassed.

"I told you I was on my way home." You defended yourself with a performative gasp and your right palm straight over your heart. "I never lied!"

"I thought you were Bucky!" Steve continued, still hiding most of his face. He was thankful that the hoodie pulled over his head helped hide his messy hair.

"It's pronounced Buggy" you smiled.

"What are you doing back here so soon?"

"Stop asking so many questions, I'm here to rescue you." You enthused, but it earned another groan and the blanket back over his head. "Wow, you're really going to make my first mission back a difficult one huh?"

More gibberish grumbles sounded from underneath the blanket pile. Even if you asked him to clarify the meaning of his babbles, you knew he was still going to be unwilling to cooperate.

"Fine, you leave me no choice." You huffed while standing up from your spot and kicking your shoes off. Then, you grabbed hold of what you assumed was his shoulder and his waist, then pushed with all your might to roll him over from his back and onto his side.

Laughter he was trying his hardest to contain slipped past his lips when he heard your sounds of struggle. "I'm offended that you're huffing and puffing up there."

"Oh, so now you're speaking crystal clear?" You noted, taking in a deep breath after moving the dead weight of a super soldier. "Sorry for the huffing and puffing, didn't realize you were made of pure muscle and uranium. If I did, I would've warmed up a bit first."

"Uranium?" Steve questioned still sounding miserable, still hiding from you.

"The heaviest element on earth" you clarified, lifting the corner of the blanket pile on top of him before sliding into his bed. "It's a compliment on your big strong muscles, Stevie, don't get it twisted."

"What are you doing?!" His head lifted in confusion as you got into bed with him, under the safety of his blanket fort, and started curling yourself behind him.

The front of your body was against his back, your legs tucked behind his, and your arm wrapped around his waist to hold him nice and snug before you put your chin to his shoulder and propping yourself up a bit so you could see his face. "Providing you with the love and warmth you need to feel better, isn't that obvious?"

His big blue eyes opened to look up at you for just a moment, and when they met your gaze his stomach filled with butterflies and an undeniable blush warmed his cheeks. Then, his pretty eyes gleamed with that familiar twinkle that made the corners of your lips tug upwards.

You were so much braver than he was, because before the big blow out between the two of you, a friendly snuggle here and there was no big deal. But now that you knew the extent of his admiration for you, he didn't know if he would ever find the courage to touch you again. It was too high stakes, and way too nerve wracking for him to risk. Because if he tried his hand at you and fumbled his chance, he'd never forgive himself.

You found that hesitance to be obvious, but sweet and endearing. Much like you found his reactions to your actions to be even sweeter and more endearing.

The 6'4, 250 pound weapon of a man was nothing but putty in your hands now, and that did a number to your capacity to fight off your own repressed feelings for him. If he was putty, then you were melting like a snowman on a summer vacation. Neither of you stood a chance against each other, both of you were letting your walls fall not only down, but also apart.

Steve squeezed his eyes shut so hard that his whole face scrunched up, and let his head hit the pillow once more. "Why am I the little spoon?"

"Because I know you well, Stevenson" Your smile widened.

"What is that supposed to mean?!"

"You have the most obvious little spoon energy of any person I've ever met before." You explained. "That's not a bad thing, it's just a fact. Are you not loving this?"

"That's a trick question" He huffed in complaint before nestling closer to you. "You're so warm."

"See? That'll make you feel better soon. And now you don't have to be alone, so we can take some nice deep breaths until our anxiety floats away... but of course if you hate this too much I can just leave..."

There it was. The biggest relief to Steve's mind and heart... your sassy and sarcastic spunk was starting to shine back through you. Though he still felt like pieces of yourself were lost, the smallest pieces of you were a victory to him. If he was just a little less anxious, he'd find it within himself to bounce off of your sarcasm, but right now he just needed his mind to be less busy.

Steve shook his head shyly. "I really don't hate this."

"See? So just relax." You reminded him as you settled in and let yourself fully lay down behind him. "You're so tense."

"I can never get myself to relax when I'm cold." He explained to you. "It feels like I'm waiting for something that never happens."

You could read between the lines of his words. He was waiting for a plane crash, a physical feeling of pain that he associated with being so cold.

"Nothing is going to hurt you, Stevie." You reminded him gently. Of course he knew that, but sometimes anxiety lies to brain if its victim. Sometimes a small reminder is all you need.

"I know." He agreed with a small nod, trying to get his hands to stop trembling.

"You know it's 42 degrees in here? I read the thermostat on my way in."

"Feels like it" Steve complained.

"My place is a toasty 73."

"That's lovely." He mumbled. "M'happy for you."

"You're so stubborn." You huffed, shoving your face between his shoulder and neck and placing your hand over his heart.

Steve gasped in fake offense. "Don't go searching for my heart rate! That's personal!"

"It's going pretty fast there, Bestie." You smiled, feeling it thunk against your hand before removing it from his chest and sliding it up to his shoulder so you could squeeze him just a little tighter.

"You're not helping, Bud" He admitted, trying his hardest to contain his feelings for you from oozing out through the very loose seams of his heart. The way you were squeezing his body against yours with such a lovely and gentle pressure was not helping it stay in place.

"It's pronounced Bug." You joked again. "It's obvious to me that you're still harboring a lot of guilt and that's half the reason for your anxiety right now, so we're going to stay like this until we talk it through and your hard head softened up enough to realize that I love you, and it makes me sad that you're not feeling great right now."

Steve audibly whimpered and shoved his face into his pillow, hiding away once again. "I just feel bad."

"We've already been over this. All is well."For a few moments, you had a new found sense of guilt. It felt like you had gone way too far in punishing him when it felt as though he was already punishing himself far more than he deserved. "Misunderstandings happen, arguments happen, fights happen, but it's just how the world works and it's a testament to how much we really care about each other. If we didn't care to have each other in our lives then there would be nothing to fight for, right?"

Still in hiding, Steve gently nodded his head.

"I've known you for how long?" You asked.

"Nine months" his muffled voice responded from somewhere between his face and the pillow.

You smiled. "How many days a week have I seen you in those 9 months?"

"Almost everyday, except for the last few weeks" He pouted.

"That's 279 days we've spent together and after every single one of those days, good or bad, I've still chosen to see you, or talk to you, or even think about you. And all of that, all of this has led us to right here, right now. You know why?"

Another grumpy grumble only fueled your fire to complete your mission of soothing the anxious soldier. "Hmm?"

"Because love is unconditional." You stated confidently. "And I can't let anyone I love be somewhere that's making them miserable. That's why you let me go, right? You gave me a chance to leave the compound."

Again, Steve nodded.

"And that's why I can't let you stay here tonight." Your hand squeezed the top of his shoulder. "...are you convinced yet?"

Suddenly, his head popped up "I like hearing you talk so I'm just listening while talking to work up the courage to get out of bed."

Your giggle sounded like heaven so close to his ear as you propped yourself up behind him again. "I had two more tricks up my sleeve, do you want to hear them or are we all good here?"

"I want to hear them"

"Okay the first one was that I was going to use our rooms as metaphors. We could stay here together and be uncomfortable and cold, or we could be cozy together in my warm fuzzy bed but we have to choose to move on."

"So deep and philosophical" Steve grinned. "The second one?"

"Oh the second one is cheap bait. I was going to tell you I have a family size bag of m&m's on my kitchen counter."

"Is that the truth?" He raised an eyebrow, looking back at your face to search for a bluff.

"The whole truth, and nothing but the truth." You confirmed.

"What kind of m&m's?"

One word to seal the deal, you knew it would get him up out of bed and straight into your apartment. "Mini"

"Get off of me, I have important business to attend." Steve joked with a very gentle sense of urgency, shrugging you off of his back.

You let him go and felt a sense of pride when the big beefy soldier got out of bed to follow you.

"Emergency mission?"

"Very important" he agreed, trying not to wince as the cold hair hit his skin again.

"Then put some pep in your step Rogers, we've got a mission to accomplish!"

He giggled and followed you through his room, into the living room and nearly out the front door before he passed a mirror and stole a glance at himself.

Strands of wild blonde hair were sticking out of the front of his hoodie pulled over his head. Socks on his feet, sweatpants, and the very obvious sleep deprivation causing redness under his eyes was not his best look.

"Oh wow, hope the hallways are clear because I'm going to scare people if they see me like this" Steve laughed at his reflection, getting his slippers on his feet.

"Maybe people will start treating you like you're human if they see you in something a little less business casual." You smiled, feeling happy that you got to see the usually put together soldier in such a state.

"I'm accepting it for what it is, because there's no amount of brushing or product in this world that would be able to fix my hair right now." He shrugged, following you out of the door and into the hallways.

"It's cute, you can pull it off."

No longer being able to hide his blushing cheeks from you, he bowed his head to the floor and trailed behind you all the way up to your apartment. His eyes stayed glued to the floor even as you unlocked your front door, he took that moment to fill his lungs with a big breath of air to try and snap out of the anxious daze he was in.

But as the door swung open, a big wave of warm air washed over his body and you took a step aside to let him in first. Only when he stepped into your warm living room did he feel like he could actually breathe again.

The floor felt a little more stable, his legs a little more steady, and the world seemed to have stopped its crashing and burning.

As you locked the front door and kicked off the shoes, Steve looked at your couch and suddenly felt a whole new wave of anxiety over the memories replaying in his head of that very night everything changed all because he sat in that one spot on your couch.

Then he thought of the last time he was here, the anxiety and gut wrenching guilt he felt as he trudged up to your apartment after nobody had seen you for a while, the way his heart dropped into his stomach when he found you asleep in your be-

"Stop thinking." Both your hands reached up and squeezed his shoulders from behind him. "Go to bed."

Immediately snapping out of it, he chuckled at the way you knew him so well before dragging his feet into your room, kicking off his slippers, and burrowing himself underneath your blankets this time.

You walked in a few moments later, bag of m&ms in hand, and a content grin on your face and warmth in your heart at the sight of Steve in your bed. He was already lying on his stomach with his arm above his head, and his head tucked into the ditch of his elbow.

After placing the bag of chocolate on the nightstand, you pulled the blankets over his back and sat next to him.

"Nice and warm?" You asked him, left hand rubbing small circles over his shoulder blade.

"like a marshmallow on a stick" his sleepy voice sounded.

"Cozy?"

"Mhm" Steve nodded.

"Like a bug in a rug!" You enthused, earning his laughter. "I'm happy you're here, Stevie."

"I'm happy that you're here." He turned his head to look at you, big blue eyes twinkling just for you. "A big part of me thought you'd never come back."

You let out a sigh, not being able to come up with much of a good reason why you came back. "Just felt like I had some unfinished business I had to take care of."

"Does that mean you know what you're going to do?"

You knew he was once again asking about your choice in quitting, staying an agent, or becoming an avenger, but you still couldn't quite get the insecure voice in the back of your heart and forefront of you brain to quiet down yet.

"Yeah, but I'm not going to tell anyone until after it's official so nobody tries to get me to change my mind." Your lips pressed together, contemplation turning your smile into a contemplative grin. "So right now I'm going to take a shower as fast as I can so I can get back to the blondie in my bed, then after that I'll probably lay awake all night wondering if I even know how to make good choices for myself."

"Wow, not even me?" Steve faked offense.

"I didn't even tell my Mom" You reassured him. "But I have a meeting with Fury in the morning to make my decision official so, you'll know tomorrow."

"So we're both going to be lying awake all night?"

You chuckled. "No, because I can tell you're exhausted and I already know you're going to fall asleep the second the second I stop engaging you in conversation."

"You're so mean." He smiled, eyes still wide and twinkling.

"Tell me about it." you agreed. "Are you going to be okay if I go shower really quick?"

"Mhm, I'm a big boy." He nodded.

"Okay big boy, you go to sleep, and I'll be right back" You squeezed his shoulder before getting up.

Steve was quick to let the exhaustion close his heavy eye lids, and he focused on emptying his head of it's constant racing thoughts. He listened to the sound of your drawers opening and closing, then the bathroom door closing behind you.

The sound of the shower turning on and the flowing water helped provide some comfort as he realized he finally felt safe and warm again. A lazy smile unintentionally spread across his face when your music followed, but it was playing so low he could barely hear it. One thing he knew about you was that you had to listen to music through completing any task, and you loved to share that music with everyone around you. But right now, it was quiet in consideration of him, and that was far more touching to him that you'd probably ever assume.

But that was just the effect you had on Steve, every little thing you did was so endearing to him and he just couldn't help himself for falling into you as if you were a trap perfectly designed to capture him.

Thoughts of you consumed his mind now, so much so that he slowly started slipping into a dreamy state, that was until not even two minutes after you had left him the bathroom door had opened again and he heard you walking around your room once more.

Assuming you had forgotten something, he paid it no mind. That was until your footsteps approached him, and he heard your voice whispering.

"Stevie?" Your voice was calm and gentle, and the shower was still running. "You still awake?"

"Yeah" his eyes opened again, and eyebrows furrowed in curiosity.

"Sorry, I just- I was thinking about our phone call earlier" You started before sitting down next to him again. "It's just not fair so I didn't want you to fall asleep before I had a chance to tell you."

"Not fair?" He questioned sleepily, forcefully blinking to keep his heavy eyes open.

Your nervous tight lipped grin told Steve everything he needed to know. Maybe it was just the lighting in your bedroom, or perhaps anxiety and exhaustion making him hallucinate but he swore he caught a slight blush on your cheeks.

"I can't help but to feel like maybe some of the anxiety or negative feelings you still have are because I haven't given you enough reassurance, and I'm sorry." You tried to read his expression as well as he was reading yours, but you picked up nothing but exhaustion and relief. "You know how much I love you, right?"

A small grin took over his lips and he let his eyes close in contentment, feeling a little too tired and comfortable to keep them awake anymore. But he nodded nonetheless.

"You know that your friendship and support has been a pivotal part of my career and personal growth, and I'll be loyal to you no matter what we go through?"

"I do now" he nodded again.

"Remember how I said we can explore the cute little twinkles in your eyes when things settle?" You started. "You know that's not just because I'm comfortable with it, but because I like you too, right?"

His eyes snapped open and eyebrows furrowed as if you had just set off a bomb in the bed he was sleeping in. "No, that was not made clear."

Steve swore his cheeks got so hot he could feel his heartbeat pulsing through the skin.

"Okay, well now it was!" You said with a calm and enthusiastic attitude that he could never even dream of achieving if a confession like that just rolled off his own tongue. "Glad we had this talk, I'm going to go take a shower now."

He was in pure disbelief as you stood up and walked away. "No insight on that? No further explanation?"

"You're really tired, don't want to bore you with the details." You shrugged with a playful giggle.

"I'm never going to sleep again" He said louder as you got further away.

"I don't believe you! Besides, the shower is running and I don't want to waste water." You pointed out. "I'll be right back!"

The bathroom door closed behind you, locked, then your faced scrunched up as your silently screamed and danced like a teenage girl. That locked door also gave Steve the space he needed to whimper into his elbow and mourn the person be was before his knowledge of your feelings.

You had simultaneously killed the man he once was, and birthed a new version of him. One whose thoughts were far more insufferable than the last, with approximately 4 billion questions to interrogate you with, and also less and more anxiety at the same time.

As promised, you showered quickly and changed into a loose t shirt and tight shorts you worked out in occasionally before making your way back to your bedroom. Tossing your dirty clothes into the hamper, you quietly turned off your bedside lamp leaving the room dark and slowly got into bed where Steve was, now laying on his side facing the middle of the bed.

As you got under the blankets and settled in next to him, you noticed he had taken his hoodie off leaving him in a shirt with his pretty blonde hair to be crazy on its own accord. Feeling happy that he was finally warm and content, you let your head hit the pillow, your body facing his as well.

You couldn't tell if he was asleep or not, but you didn't pay it much mind. Happy to be back with your best friend and in your own bed, time slipped away from you as fast as your conscious.

Unsure how much time had passed, an undeniable cheeky smile spread across your lips when Steve's heavy forearms reached out to you and planted itself on your waist. His touch was tentative and very experimental, your smile widened as you could feel how hesitant he was to let the full weight of his arm rest on you.

To applaud his bravery and encourage good behavior, you placed your hand on his forearm to welcome him to relax and maybe even come a little closer if he felt like it. But he immediately ripped his arm away.

"...sorry" he mumbled quietly.

You reached over to grab his wrist and pull his arm back to right where it was before deciding that you needed to be brave for him. So you moved your whole body closer to his, pulled his arm around you, and you put your arm around him. "I was trying to pull you in, not push you away."

"Sorry again" he chuckled lazily.

You could feel his body relaxed as you tangled your legs with his, and snuggled your face into his chest. How he always managed to smell like a slice of heaven was beside you, but you were happy to reap the benefits.

Tightening his arms around you and nestling his chin into your hair, he felt like there was nothing that could ever get him to give this up. There was no emergency in the world that could pull his mind away from the happiness and comfort he felt in your embrace. Really, nothing was going to hurt him.

"Comfy?" He asked you, voice deep and raspy.

"Snug as a bug in a rug." You confirmed, making him giggle.

"Sweet dreams, Buggy."

"Goodnight, Twinkles." You said, knowing he would hate the nickname you had thought of.

"How dare you" He complained regardless of being able to hear the smile in his voice.

"Sorry, Twinkles. It's stuck now. Nothing I can do to change it."

"If you insist"

You internally celebrated the win. "Love you."

"Love you more."

As the night fell and the morning rose, Steve didn't remember a single thing. He slept like the dead, and woke up in pure bliss the next morning.

He wasn't sure he had ever been so comfortable in his entire life. The two of you weren't really cuddling anymore, but your sweet little face was still facing him, and your arms still held onto each other while your bodies drifted and sprawled out to their own contentment.

Gentle morning light, your calm and gentle breaths, he could've stayed like this forever.

He looked around and noticed you were sleeping on your tummy now, one of your legs were hiked up so your knee was against his thigh, and you had kicked most of the blankets off of yourself in your sleep. Though the heater was on and he wasn't concerned about you being cold, something caught his eye and piqued his interest.

The back of your shirt hiked up and exposed some of the skin on your back. Steve had seen you in a sports bra countless times before, even naked once, but the difference was now your back was covered in a big scar.

He frowned for you, knowing that there was a permanent reminder on your body of the asshole who went out of his way to make your life a living hell. It also left him wondering what his body would look like if it allowed him to hold onto every scar and mark obtained from battle.

Then, your stupid alarm went off and had to ruin everything. Steve tried his hardest not to curse the universe for taking this moment of peace away from him as he grabbed your phone to turn your alarm off.

He gently shook your arm until your pretty eyes blinked open.

"Time to wake up, buggy." He sweetly smiled at you.

You groaned before shoving your face into a pillow. Now it was your turn to be the dramatic one. "Says who? You can't make me"

"Says Fury, your meeting is in an hour." Steve reminded you.

"You make some good points" Your giggle sounded, poking your head back out. "Good morning, Steven."

"Steven?" Steve questioned with an eyebrow raised in confusion.

"Yeah, short for Stevenson!" You said matter of factly, prying yourself out of bed and swinging your legs over the side of the mattress.

"Oh right, my full name." Steve agreed with you with all the seriousness in the world. He would stop the world from turning just to entertain your humor.

"Mhm, it's on your birth certificate." You nodded. Still sitting on the edge of your bed, you started thinking about the day ahead of you. "Hey Twinkles, I have a question."

A smile stretched across your face as you could hear his sigh at the nickname that definitely wasn't going anywhere anytime soon. "How can I help you, bug." Steve's tone unenthusiastic.

"I just realized I never got my new suit back, so what am I supposed to wear to a meeting with Fury?" You looked back at him fast enough to catch a sneaky smile on his face.

"Oh there is a reason you don't have that back yet, but you don't need it just to see Fury. Wear something nice-ish, you'll be fine."

"And what would that reason be?" You questioned, finally standing up and stretching out your back.

"I guess you'll find out today." Steve shrugged, still laying down, still feeling lazy.

"You boys are exhausting to be around" You joked while disappearing into your bathroom.

Somewhere between you humming along to your music, and your footsteps around your apartment, Steve drifted off again. He wasn't necessarily asleep, but he wasn't really awake either.

Time and space didn't exist in this subliminal place, he was just happy to be around you again. It was the first time since your initial argument together that he had felt truly peaceful, and he intended on soaking in it.

...that was until you threw a pillow at him.

"Hey!" Steve complained, opening his eyes to glare at you. His heart nearly dropped to the floor when he saw how pretty you looked. You had perfectly styled your hair and put on a full face of makeup, while also donning a business casual outfit that suited you perfectly. Out of habit, Steve tried his hardest to hide the fact that he was having heart palpitations. "You are so mean."

"That was payback!" You explained. "I'm leaving now."

"Are you nervous?" Steve asked, trying to get a read on your emotions.

You watched as he finally got up out of bed. "Not really. Should I be?"

"Not really." Steve shook his head with a polite smile. "Should I be?"

You shrugged your shoulders as he approached you. "Not really."

"Good. Then all is well." He opened his arms for you, and you accepted.

Ugh. You even smelled just as good as you looked.

"As much as I'd like to stay here and hug you forever, I don't think Fury would appreciate it if I was late." You smiled against his chest.

"I think he would be mad at me too" Steve agreed with a chuckle and let you go from his arms. "Any chance you'll tell me your career choice right now before the meeting?"

"No, but I'll tell you when I get out" You giggled.

"Far enough" Steve didn't want to push you. "Good luck, Buggie."

"See you later, Twinkles."

Next Part: True Romantic

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The Oath (rated E)

Stony (Tony Stark/Steve Rogers)

Medieval and magic AU, king Tony, knight Steve, mild depictions of violence, mutual pining, bottom Steve

11.8K words

Stony Bingo space T2: Magic AU @cap-ironman ; Stony manip in mood board by @fohatic

Tony has been in love with the head of his King's Guard for some time, despite never having seen the man without his helm or armor. His feelings had been easy enough to ignore because loving someone with no face didn't seem real, but when Sir Rogers' face is finally revealed to him—ignoring his desire becomes all but impossible. Tony finds that his knight is everything he had been dreaming of (and quite a bit more than he could have imagined).

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“ You know you want me,” he says softly, his hands moving up my back, close enough to feel the warmth of his breath as it hitches. “and it’s killing you.”

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take control

pls do not copy or repost my work

mob boss tony has been heavy on my mind so enjoy ;)

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you were laying on the couch when you heard the front door open and quickly slam shut. keys being thrown on the dinning table as tony walked into the house. you could already tell today didn't go well.

he walked up to the bar in the kitchen, grabbed a bottle of bourbon and took a long swig straight from the bottle. he didn't flinch as the whiskey burned down his throat.

you gently made your way over, not wanting to startle him.

"is everything okay?" you asked, sitting on one of the bar stools beside him.

he let out a deep sigh, running his hand over his face.

"nothing to worry your pretty little head, amore mio." he said, grabbing the back of your head so he could place a kiss on your forehead.

you could see how tense he was, red eyes telling you he was stressed. an idea came to mind, you knew the perfect way to help him relax.

your hands on his waist brought his attention back to your face. "can i do something for you?" you asked, giving him your best doe eyes, knowing he could never resist them.

he raised his brow at your question.

"meet me upstairs in 5 minutes." you quickly blurted out, giving him a peck on the lips before jumping off the stool and running up the stairs to your shared bedroom.

you shut the door behind you as you walk in, grabbing a few candles and spreading them around the room. the warm smell of vanilla filled the space. grabbing all the pillow you set them up against the headboard in a u-shape, and quickly stripped out of your clothes and threw on one of your silk robes.

a soft knock at the door let you know time was up. tony walked in and looked around, eyes lingering on you.

you smiled at him and extended your hand for him to grab and pulled him close to you.

"what are you up to?" he asked.

"i want to help you relax." you said, placing a kiss on his neck, he leaned to the side to give you more access, smirking against his neck at the motion.

you continue to place kisses as you undo his tie, tossing it on the floor. unbutton his dress shirt, your hands roam his bare chest when you let it fall to the floor.

he grabs your face when you reach his pants, kissing you deeply as you pop the button, undoing the zipper so they drop to floor. tony impatience gets the best of him as he pulls down his boxers and kicks them off.

he puts his hands on your waist and starts forcing you to walk backwards. you almost forget what your were originally planning on doing until your feel the edge of the bed against the back of your legs.

"i want to take care of you today." you whisper as you pull away.

you can see a flash of confusion on his face. whenever he comes home like this from work, you let him have his way with you, give him back the control he lost at work.

it's almost like he doesn't know what to say.

"do you trust me?" you ask, rubbing your thumbs against his biceps.

he doesn't hesitate to nod. "of course i do."

"if you don't like what i'm doing, i'll stop and we can just go back to what we normal do, okay?" you say, watching him nod.

you place another kiss on his lips and undo your robe. he doesn't make his wander eyes subtle, he makes sure you know he's staring at your naked body.

you climb onto the bed, placing your back against the pillows you set up.

"sit in between my legs, baby." you say as you spread your legs, wet cunt on full display.

he's almost hypnotised as he crawls towards you, turning around and place his back against your bare chest. you place kisses on his neck as you run your nails up his arms, doing the same to his thighs when you feel him relax against you.

you bring your hand up to your mouth and spit on it, coating his tip in your spit. your movements are slow, you don't want to rush anything, just wanting him to feel everything.

his breathing gets heavy as you continue to work his tip, precum leaking and running down his shaft. you make your way down longer, stroking more of him until your reach his balls.

he's already turned into putty, his hands gripping your thighs in an attempt and trying to control himself.

"does that feel good?" you ask against his ear. he just nods. "i need to hear you say it." you say sternly, with the same tone he uses on you in moment like this.

"yes, feels amazing, baby." he whispers back.

"good boy." you whisper. he moans at your praise, thigh muscles tensing as you continue to stroke him.

you reach down and massage his balls in his hand, you can feel how full they are. he jerks forward when you tighten your hold on his shaft. whisper a "fuck" under his breath.

his hands now hover over your hand, almost like he wants to guide your movements.

"go ahead," you say, "show me how you touch yourself."

he places his hand over yours and squeezes some more, moving your hands up and down, lingering a bit on his tip before repeating the movements.

you decide to use both hands now, not bothering to spit on your other hand, his precum was enough lubricante.

he lets out a loud moan and moves his hand back to your thigh. you can see his toes curling, stomach tensing as you speed up your movements, focusing on hand solely on his tip.

having him like this has you so incredibly wet, you never thought you'd see your big and bad mob boss in this position. sat between your legs as you pleasure him.

the candle lit room was filled with his grunts and moans, the thin layer of sweat that coated his body made him glow. he was beautiful, this was a sight you'd never forget.

"i'm so close." he said in a broken whisper. "please don't stop."

the way he spoke made you speed up your movements, just wanting to give him the release he desperately needed.

you turn to look at him only to find him already staring at you. he leans forward and kisses you, it's mainly just tony moaning against your lips since he just couldn't control himself anymore.

you suddenly feel his hot release start to run down your hands, spurting out to coat his stomach as well. he throws his head back against your shoulder, body going limp as your stroke him, wanting to milk his cock. you only stop when he starts to jerk in over stimulation.

"look at the mess you made." you say, bringing your hand up to your mouth to taste him. he's quick to kiss you, tasting himself on your tongue.

you break the kiss and reach over to your night stand to grab the towel you had left. gently clean him up, he hisses when you reach his cock, clearly still very sensitive.

kissing him once more, you go to pull away, but tony quickly grabs your arm.

"where are you going?" he asks with a mischievous tone.

"i'm gonna run you a bath, i'll be right back." you say, expecting him to let you go. but he doesn't, he just pulls you right back into the bed.

he places his hands on your thighs and flips over so he's now laying on his stomach between your legs.

"i could damn near feel this cunt throbbing just now. let me repay you the favor."

just imagine the image i have as my profile picture when he throws his head back 🤭 i don't think i've ever written a subbish tony before so hopefully i did him justice!

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[starryevermore]

“I am in pain” “emotional? Cause I can help- OH MY GOD THATS A LOT OF BLOOD! OH NO STAY OFF THE WHITE CARPET THAT WAS EXPENSIVE, AND THE COUCH, NO NOT THAT, NOT THAT BATHROOM!” …Tony stark x reader? You choose what happens I just thought it’d suit him. Maybe peters just in the background like “wtf, why are you shouting at her, you never do that to me?” “Favouritism is Starks trait”

accidents happen ✧ tony stark

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request: “I am in pain” “emotional? Cause I can help- OH MY GOD THATS A LOT OF BLOOD! OH NO STAY OFF THE WHITE CARPET THAT WAS EXPENSIVE, AND THE COUCH, NO NOT THAT, NOT THAT BATHROOM!” … Tony Stark x reader? You choose what happens I just thought it’d suit him. Maybe peters just in the background like “wet, why are you shouting at her, you never do that to me?” “Favourtism is Starks trait”  

pairing: tony stark x fem!reader

word count: 163

warnings?: mention of blood, not proofread

“i’m in pain,” you whined. 

tony barely looked up from his project as he said, “emotional? ‘cause i’m no help with that. banner, on the other, would—” he looked up, looking as you clutched at a wound on your side, blood oozing out slowly. “OH MY GOD, THAT’S A LOT OF BLOOD!”

“ehh, it’s not that bad,” you mumbled, stumbling towards him. 

“NO, NO, STAY OFF THE WHITE CARPET! I ONLY JUST GOT OUT THE SPAGHETTI STAIN PETER LEFT,” tony shouted. then he became more frantic as you moved to the couch. “NOT THE COUCH EITHER! AND DON’T YOU DARE GO INTO THE NICE BATHROOM!”

peter rounded the corner at the sounds of shouting, watching as tony tried ushering you in the direction of the infirmary. “um, mr. stark? why are you shouting?”

“THERE’S BEEN AN INJURY!”

“you never do that to me?”

you looked back, laughing slightly. “favoritism is stark’s biggest trait.”

“wait, does that mean you’re the favorite? or am I?”

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[brightnote]

MARIA HILL IN WHAT IF HAPPY HOGAN SAVES CHRISTMAS WHAT IF .. S2 (mostly) SLAYS!!

spoilers for What If Happy Hogan Saves Christmas

Die Hard-esque ✅ 

Snowman pin ✅ 

Snark about Stark ✅ 

HAMMER MEETS HILL!! ✅ 

A little Hill action (before she gets sidelined female character treatment) ✅ 

DARCY AND HILL ✅  (we could have more of them if Marvel wasn't the worst)

Maria Hill goes from broken leg to walking on it just fine ✅ (I assume she pulled the glass out of her leg herself??)

I know Maria had to get hurt for Happy to save Christmas but could she have had a little more action please? PLEASE? EVEN IN THE CARTOON CAN SHE NOT BE SIDELINED and be more useful / helpful? It was still probably the most of her we ever got to see doing something

Anyways a HIll/Hammer run in is something I have always wanted tbh I was not disappointed just wish there was more! My favorite line of the whole show came from their interaction and you will know it when you hear it it was A+ Hill level snark.

it was silly and funny and wild and Natasha is in a ballet costume so ya know what just expect it to be fun and it won't disappoint in that way but it will be a little sad when Hill is like "my leg is broken" and is then like walking around helping Happy and Darcy with JARVIS lol or maybe she has the highest pain tolerance in the world.

Pretty sure MCU saw that fan freak out/rage after they killed her off and were like okay maybe we should give her more to do like people have been asking for for twelve years!

#maria hill #mcu #marvel #what if season 2 #what if #marvel mcu #what if spoilers #what if happy hogan saved christmas #black widow #natasha romanoff #iron man #tony stark #hulk #bruce banner #clint barton #hawk eye #happy hogan #thor #avengers tower #action movie references just like in all my fan fics?? #die hard at avengers tower #darcy lewis

[mojiitoos]

Clint : “I dare you to kiss the first person who walks in the room.”

Steve : “I'm not kissing any-”

Tony walking in : “sup whores!”

Steve standing up : “Well, a dare's a dare”

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