#iron man request

[kamisama1kiss]

I'm begging for requests of Steve Rogers and Tony Stark. AHHHHH, they're so silly and cute. I love both of them so much 😭🙏🏼

Like, just look at them... I love me a glazed doughnut and a genius billionaire playboy philanthropist

[queenxxxsupreme]

Request: romantic Tony Stark x fem!Reader with the song Some Enchanted Evening by Ezio Pinza (from the musical South Oacific).

A/N: I really really love that song!! Ugh it’s so beautiful. Here is a link for the song. Requests are open and I am definitely wanting to do more of these little song prompt type things. Give me a pairing or an x reader and a song and I will try to make magic 

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New York was hosting its annual charity gala for the city. Being that the Avengers called New York home, they didn’t really have a choice but to make an appearance. Tony sat at the team’s table with Rhodey, Wanda, Bruce, and Clint. The rest of the team was mingling with familiar faces and notable figures from all over the city.

Soft music came from the cellist sitting in the back corner of the room. Aldermans, politicians, philanthropists, and even the Mayor herself. Everyone wanted a chance to talk to the heroes who regularly saved the world from destruction.

Tony looked around the room to see where the rest of his teammates were. Thor and Sam were standing near a table of aldermen, chatting with them idly. Natasha and Steve were talking with the mayor at her table. When Steve noticed that the Iron Man was looking in their direction, he nodded for Tony to join them.

Tony rose to his feet and button his suit jacket. Before he so much as stepped out from his seat, his eyes caught a bright red dress.

Some enchanted evening, you may see a stranger, You may see a stranger across a crowded room

You stood with a senator. His hands were tucked into the pockets of his dark blue dress pants. You were smiling so brightly, a few curls hanging down around your face. You held a glass of champagne in one hand. Your other hand moved as you spoke.

There was something about you, whether it be the way your smiled or the way you seemed so animated, so lively, that made Tony unable to look away. He was captivated by this stranger. Rhodey called his name, taking Tony’s attention away from you.

“You good, man?” Rhodey asked him. Tony nodded and messed with one of his cuff links. As he moved out and around the table to go to Steve and Natasha, he looked back to where you had been but no longer were. For some reason, he felt the need to see you again, to properly meet you. He felt like maybe he should search the room until he found the woman with the obnoxiously bright smile, maybe ask around and figure out who she was. But he shook his head at his thoughts and pushed them away.

And somehow you know, you’ll know even thenThat somewhere you’ll see her, again and again

The next time he saw you was at one of the upscale bars in New York. He didn’t see you at first. You were more towards the back of the bar with a group, sitting around a circular booth. Tony sat towards the middle at the largest booth in the bar. He was surrounded by friends, celebrating Thor’s ninth Earth birthday. Tony and Bruce suggested that instead of trying to figure out when exactly he was born, they used the date that he had first come to earth.

Clint was in the middle of telling a story of his first few missions with S.H.I.E.L.D. when Tony heard you.

Some enchanted evening, someone may be laughingYou may hear her laughing across a crowded room

His attention was pulled away from Clint’s story at the sound of laughter. It was rambunctious and airy, a heavenly sound that, for some inexplicable reason, made his heart race. He was stuck staring at you for close to four minutes before you looked in his direction.

You had felt his eyes on you for a while but didn’t try to find who was staring at you. You immediately knew who he was. Who wouldn’t? You gave him a gentle smile and nod of your head. Your friend next to you noticed this interaction and nudged your shoulder, making you look to her.

“Go talk to him.” She encouraged.

“Tony Stark?” Your eyes widened with disbelief at her words. “No way.”

“Y/N, come on!”

“He’s sitting with his friends, Y/F/N.” You told her. “I don’t want to barge in like that.”

You returned to the conversation your friends were having, taking a sip of the fruity drink in front of you.

And night after night, as strange as it seems, The sound of her laughter will sing in your dreams

Three days later, Rhodey noticed a change in Tony's behavior. He was often times he'd zone out in the middle of conversation, his mind wandering somewhere else while those around him spoke. With Friday's help, Rhodey was able to find out that Tony had recently been researching soul mates.

Rhodey found the billionaire in the lab within the Avengers Tower. It was past midnight and he had been down there nearly all day.

"Tony, you need to go to bed. Get some sleep, man." Rhodey moved towards the desk Tony was in. He placed a hand on the back of Tony's chair.

“I'm busy.” He muttered, reading the screen to his laptop.

“With what?” Rhodes looked down at the screen, briefly skimming through the article. He furrowed his brows together. “How to tell if you’ve met your soulmate? Tony, what the hell are you looking at stuff like that for?”

“I-I saw someone, Rhodey.” Tony’s voice was quiet and weak. He was tired, exhausted even, from all the research he’d done, all of the late nights spent searching for scientific explanations for what was going on. He'd seen the same woman two times in less than two weeks. What did that mean? Did it mean anything? “I saw her on two separate occasions.”

Rhodey looked down at his best friend, confused.

“Okay.... What does that mean?”

“I don’t know. That’s what I’m trying to figure out.” Tony leaned forward and ran his hands over his face then back through his hair. “Do you believe in soulmates, Rhodey?”

Rhodey sighed gently, pulling a chair up to Tony’s side.

“Why do you ask that?”

“Because I.... I feel....” He trailed off, shaking his head. He leaned back in his seat, resting his arms along the arms of the chair. “I want to know who she is, Rhodey. It’s been a week and I can’t stop thinking about her, about this chick I don’t even know.“

Rhodey said nothing for a while. He wasn’t sure what to say.

“What if that means she’s suppose to be someone important?”

“I think that if you really think that soulmates exist, if you think that there’s a chance this woman you’ve seen twice is meant to be in your life, then I think she’ll show up again.”

Who can explain it? Who can tell you why?Fools give you reasons, wise men never try

The third time Tony saw you was in the lobby of the Avengers Tower two weeks after he had last seen you. You were standing near the front desk with a trio of women. You were dressed in black dress pants, a white button down, and a black blazer. The outfit was simple but to the Iron Man, you looked amazing.

Tony broke away from his teammates to approach you. He didn’t even realize what he was doing until it was too late. His feet were in charge and his thoughts were gone.

The three women you were chatting with caught sight of the Avenger approaching them. They instantly quit paying attention to you to give him flirty smiles and fix their hair. You turned to see who they were gawking at. Your lips parted with a quiet gasp as Tony stopped right in front of you.

His eyes were on you, searching your features. Your eyes, your nose, your lips, your cheekbones. He needed to know if there was some sort of sign maybe that you were important, that you meant something. New York was too busy for coincidences, right?

“Hi.” A little smile tugged at his lips.

“Hi.” A shy smile of your own crossed your mouth. When he didn’t say anything and only stared at you even more, you figured you’d talk. “Is there anything I can help you with, Mr. Stark?”

He blinked at the name, pulled from his trance-like state.

“I do believe so. Would you like to go with me to dinner tonight?”

“Tonight?” You raised your brows, looking down at the watch on your wrist. “It’s nearly six o’clock.”

“A late dinner.”

You watched him curiously, trying to figure out his motive. You cocked your head to the side just a little, clasping your hands together in front of yourself.

“But you don’t know my name.”

The smile fell from his lips as he thought that you were going to turn him down. Damn it. He was such an idiot for even thinking you might be his soulmate, something he wasn’t even sure he believed in.

Sensing his disappointment, you held your hand out for him.

“I’m Y/N.”

“Y/N.” He shook your hand carefully, chocolate brown eyes boring into yours. “That’s a beautiful name.”

Some enchanted evening, when you find your true loveWhen you feel her call you across a crowded room

Seven months later, Tony was in a happy and satisfying relationship with you. You filled the hole inside after he lost Pepper. You gave him a reason to take care of himself, to sleep more often and to try to eat actual food. You didn’t like that he went on just coffee for days sometimes when he was having a rough time. You always asked him if he’d eaten when you see him. If he hadn’t, that’s the first thing you do.

He admired how motherly you were, how gentle you were with him. You had patience for days and were able to put up with him and his antics well. You enjoyed his tinkering and encouraged him, but only if he did so healthily. You learned pretty quick that often times he’d get lost in his work. You didn’t mind this, but you didn’t like when it kept him from rest or from mingling with his Avengers family. It was healthy to socialize sometimes.

Tonight was your first night at an event with him. You had somehow been pulled away from your Avenger and were thrust into a conversation with Natasha and a man you didn’t know. You didn’t care to pay attention to the topic. You were too eager to find Tony.

Your eyes flickered around the room in search for him. You spotted him with Steve and a few strangers across the large ballroom. You excused yourself from the conversation with Natasha and the man, and ventured across the room towards him. However, half way to the table you were stopped by a man. He was handsome, sure, and his suit was expensive and nice, but you weren’t interested. He didn’t care that you’d declined his offer to join him at his table. He was too focused on your breasts and giving you meaningless compliments.

“Excuse me.” You spoke through your teeth, glaring at the man as you tried to move around him but his hand latched on to your arm.

“I gave you a compliment, woman. You can’t just walk away from me.”

You turned your head to look in the direction of your boyfriend, still tugging your arm away from the aggressive man.

“Tony!” You called his name.

The second he heard the distress in your voice, he was crossing the room, pushing through the crowd and ignoring anyone who tried to stop him.

The man let you go upon seeing the billionaire approach.

“What’s going on?” Tony asked, his eyes finding you. “You okay, pumpkin?”

“I’m fine.” You moved to his side, hooking your arm around his. You glared sharply at the man who dared to grab you. “He grabbed my arm.” You muttered quietly, brushing your fingers against the expensive fabric to his suit.

“Good evening.” Tony held the man’s gaze. Tony had the amazing ability to give someone a smug, sarcastic smile without really trying. “I’m Tony Stark.”

“I know who you are.”

“Oh, good. Then you’d know not to put your hands on Ms. Y/L/N.” Tony gestured to you. “Especially when she doesn’t want you to.”

The man turned to walk away, mumbling curse words under his breath. Just then, Peter popped up behind you two.

“Hey, guys! What’s up?”

“I need a favor, kid.” Tony turned to face the Spider-Man. “You see the big guy behind me wearing a jacket two sizes too small?”

The kid peeked around Tony’s shoulder to look at the man. He snickered and nodded his head.

“Go annoy the shit out of him.”

“Tony–,” You tried to protest but he was having none of it.

“It's okay, Y/N. I've got this handled.”

“Why  me, Mr. Stark?” Peter asked, furrowing his brows together.

“Because I think Barton’s had too much to drink. He’d start a fight. I just want him annoyed.”

You watched the young Avenger move towards the man. You leaned against Tony, putting your hand on his arm.

“You’re terrible.” You looked up at him with a smile on your lips.

“I know.” He sighed mockingly, turning his head to meet your gaze. Brown eyes looked you up and down, admiring your silver silk dress. “Have I told you how absolutely stunning you look tonight?”

“Just a few times.” You rolled your eyes at him with a smile. He’d at least doe so a dozen times from the time you left the Tower to the time you arrived at the party.

Then fly to her side, and make her your ownFor, all through your life, you may dream all alone

Four years later, you found yourself sitting on a blanket on the beach with Tony behind you, his arms wrapped securely around you, holding you against his chest.

It was the Fourth of July and the Avengers decided to gather on the coast to watch fireworks.

You looked over your shoulder to Tony. As a firework crackled and exploded in the sky, the colors reflected in his eyes. You smiled softly at him, leaning up to kiss his cheek. He looked down at you, a peaceful smile crossing his lips.

“You know, you’re the best thing that’s happened to me in a long time.” He kisses your cheek and then buried his nose in your neck. He could stay like that forever, with you in his arms. Everything was right for once in his life. You’d brought him peace he never knew existed. You brought happiness and control into his dim and chaotic lifestyle. You were the puzzle piece he had been missing, the piece that completed the puzzle.

He shifted a little, his arms tightening around you. As he moved, he could feel the little black velvet box resting in the pocket of his pants. He was going to propose to you, he was ready to settle down and live a life with you that he’d only dreamed of.

He smiled at the thought and rested his chin on the top of your head, his eyes watching a purple and blue firework explode in the sky. 

“I love you, pumpkin.”

Once you have found her, never let her goOnce you have found her, never let her go

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[rogue-barnes-16]

CAREFUL, SWEETHEART (part III/?)

Summary: sadness and alcohol can lead us to make a mess of a situation, and a mess can lead us to the biggest mistakes, but can the biggest mistakes lead to something else?

Pairing: Tony Stark x enhanced young!reader

Genre: angst-fluff (with a bit of fun?)

Tags: @tone-stark @mugglebucky @sofreakinmanyfandoms @lilulo-12

Warnings: language, mentions of sex, nightmares, angsty.

A/N: I had to cut it in half so the next chapter will be basically chapter 3.2 (I hope it's not too short). Also, this chapter has no actual connection with the previous ones. This shows, just like the last one, another aspect of Tony and the reader's relationship and how it's evolving. Also, feedback is always appreciated <3.

Chapter I

Chapter II

Rogue-barnes-16 masterlist

I let my forehead rest against Tony's after the bliss caused by our previous activities, panting between sloppy kisses. While his hands pulling me impossibly closer to him, mines were caressing the scratches I had made on his chest and shoulders.

His breath hitched when I brushed the pad of my thumb over a particularly deep one. "I'm sorry." I whispered, leading one of my hands to massage his scalp.

He hummed against my jaw, placing lazy kisses all the way down to my shoulder. "it's okay, sweetheart. You can't hurt me even if you threw me one of those fireballs."

I let out a tired chuckle and we both remained in that position - him, sat on my bed, while I sat on his lap. I could tell he wouldn't move. He didn't want to. And I was sure as hell it wasn't just because he was tired.

He was afraid it might be one of those nights. One of those nights when the ghosts of his memories haunted his sleep, becoming terrible nightmares.

We were on Afghanistan for 36 hours approximately, in a really hard and dangerous rescue mission. The problem hadn't been the mission, it went well. The problem had been the place where it took place.

I saw it in Tony's eyes when we came in. Fear. He tried to hide it when he came out of his suit back in the Avengers complex, but I saw him shaking. I saw how he kept touching his chest, how he jumped every time he heard a sudden noise.

It was pretty obvious that place brought back memories he'd rather forget. I stopped caressing his scalp and I pushed him away slowly "Tony, you have to sleep" I whispered, my hands holding his forearms softly.

He tried to smirk, but he couldn't pretend, he was too tired and we both knew it. Despite this, he tried to. "Okay sweetheart, I'll go, but you gotta get up." he whispered, pushing me away gently, and helping me to sit down on the bed.

"Tony" I called him as he put back on his boxers. He stopped moving to focus on me and, after I put on a shirt and my panties, I got up until I was in front of him. "I saw your face during the mission. Was it because of..." I trailed off, not wanting to say something I shouldn't.

"well, yeah" he didn't even try to lie about it, and that scared the shit out of me. However he quickly tried to divert my attention to another topic "but you should've seen Barnes' and Romanoff's faces when we went to that mission in-"

"Tony, cut the bullshit. You know it doesn't work with me." I cut him off, holding his hand and leading him back to my bed again. As I climbed on, he followed my lead, hovering above me, ready to kiss me.

"are you gonna give me a round two because I was uneasy during the mission?" he whispered with a grin "if that's the case, I'll have to feel uneasy in the following missions."

Just when he was going to kiss me, I used my legs to turn him around and switch positions, so now I was on top. "No, jerk, we're gonna sleep."

He frowned, sitting up so we were now in the same position as earlier. But this time, it felt different. He was unsure, just like me. "sleep? As in... Just sleep?" I nodded, trying to look confident, trying to keep it cool, like it wasn't a big deal.

But it was. It really was. We were really careful about this things, since we didn't want to break each other's hearts and make a mess bigger than this one. So I understood his hesitation, because we genuinely never slept - just slept - together.

His hands played with the hem of my shirt nervously, probably because he didn't know what to do with them. "you need someone. And" I shrugged, grinning. "I might be slightly worried about you."

"Oh, so you might" he said, and, chuckling he let himself fall onto the mattress "you know, I'm reconsidering being your friend, sweetheart"

I rolled my eyes smiling "well, I am too" I replied, climbing off him and laying by his side, looking at the ceiling, just like him. "You're a sarcastic piece of shit."

He scoffed, turning on his side to face me "you know I call you sweetheart in a sarcastic way, right?" I rolled my eyes, mimicking his movements so I was now facing him too. "just making sure, sweetheart."

I scoffed smiling and I closed my eyes. "Tony, go to sleep before I change my mind and I decide to kick you out."

There was a moment of silence before Tony spoke "what if Wanda comes in?" he whispered. Wanda had been having nightmares lately due to Pietro's death's anniversary.

I wasn't that affected, but I understood. Pietro was Wanda's twin brother, he always protected her, and they were always there for each other. And, even though I was their sister too, I couldn't say the same.

I sat up on the bed, nodding. "she probably will." I whispered back, pursing my lips. "sorry Tony, you have to go." I didn't even look at him when I said it, feeling too embarrassed and ashamed to do so.

I feel his hand briefly squeezing my arm reassuringly. "no need to be sorry, it's okay" he got up, and after dressing up completely, he walked towards the door.

Even though he said it was okay, it didn't feel like it. I was kicking him out just after telling him to stay. "Hey Tony" I called him, and he stopped in his tracks.

"yes, sweetheart?" He asked, his hand still over the knob.

"If you don't feel okay" I started talking, a grin making its way to my face "and if you know how to be discrete for once," he scoffed, rolling his eyes. "come here, okay?"

He nodded just before exiting.

~~~~~~~~~~~~

I fell asleep instantly after Tony left my room. I wanted to get as much sleep as I could, in case Wanda or him had nightmares.

It was past two in the morning when my door opened and shut, waking me up. I heard quick steps coming towards me, and when I decided to open my eyes, I was met with Wanda's puffy ones.

"I miss him" she whispered, her voice shaking even with that short sentence. I pulled her in my embrace, caressing her hair and planting kisses on her forehead. "I miss him so much..."

And with that, she burst into tears against my chest, gripping my shirt tightly. "I know, Wanda. I miss him too, but we can't do anything." I muttered, rubbing her back soothingly.

"I-I want him back, Y/n/n" she cried, burying her face on my neck, trying to muffled her sobs. "I kept having t-this n-nightmares, and I-I'm going crazy"

She started to hyperventilate and I pulled away, enough to see her tesr-stained cheeks, along with her trembling lips. "Wan, you're not going crazy, 'kay hun?" I assured her "Take deep breaths, Wan." I whispered, combing her hair, and pulling her closer again when she managed to steady her breathing. "he loved you a lot Wanda. It's okay to miss him, but he would want the best for you, and the best now is keep going forward, okay?" She nodded sniffing.

I kept muttering sweet things against her head, combing her hair with one hand and rubbing her arm with the other, until I knew she was asleep.

I feel asleep no longer after her.

[misc-oneshots]

So heres the plan!

I feel awful about how inconsistant I can be at uploading fics so I'm making myself a routine that hopefully you'll like too. Starting today I will post a fic every Wednesday, UK time - because its the middle of the week and it'll get me over the hump. AND if I get extra written or extra time then I will sometimes post an additional fic in the Saturday. I figure 1-2 fics a week is better than what I'm doing now ie, post two fics in a week then disappear for a month 😵 So the first fic of the new rountine will be up tonight, look out for Iron Man.