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Good morning, how are you? I would like to make a request, you could do headcanons for Tony Stark making an iron suit for the reader (female), and how he teaches her to use it (and they fly together in the city or something like that : 3 Thanks ♡.
(A/N): Very late good morning to you to, hun! Sorry for how long this took me, but I hope you’ll like this <3
○ You were more than surprised when Tony gave you an iron suit on your birthday that he made just for you.
○ It’s something that he had been secretly working on for months now, wanting it to be absolutely perfect for you.
○ Because you were perfect in every way to him, and so you deserved something at least as amazing as you.
○ You won’t lie, you were a little scared to try it on.
○ He reassured you that he would help you through every step, and that he would be there holding your hand the whole time (at least figuratively speaking).
○ You were also a little embarrassed.
○ I mean, little old you? Wearing an Iron suit?
○ Unlike him, you’re no superhero, so didn’t feel like you deserved it.
○ But he kept saying that you did deserved, that you deserved even more than himself, and so with a little more convincing, he managed to make you feel better enough to actually try the suit on.
○ It took a while to teach you how to use it properly, getting a few scares that you would crash against a wall at some points, but with his a lot of his help and actually using the automatic control, you finally got the hang of it.
○ It was cool.
○ It was very cool.
○ “I told you it would be awesome.”
○ You felt very empowered wearing the suit and using the features, but you still felt a little awkward wearing it alone.
○ Then Tony had the brilliant idea to take you out to fly with him, desperately wanting to see your reaction up close.
○ And so he put on his own suit and brings you to the opened balcony, telling you things to keep you calm as you get closer to the edge.
○ “The auto-pilot will take care of everything for you. You do not have to worry.”
○ Worry is something you always do, especially since you’ve been together.
○ But you trust him more than anything in the world.
○ And so even though stepping off the edge was the most terrifying thing in the entire world to you, you can’t hide how much excitement suddenly swims through your veins when you actually fly.
○ Seeing how happy you are when you do swirls in the air with him makes Tony feel so much joy.
○ You end up doing that for the whole evening, finally settling back home when it’s time to get dinner.
○ He helps you take off the iron suit, of course, and his grin has never been so stretched out before.
hello my darlings i have a treat for you! for the next weeks I'll be posting a few of my thoughts that I've had. honestly i wanted to make another series but, i just haven’t been really into it. so my next best thing is this.
a world where some of the marvel boys, that i have picked, as strippers. I’m sure that some one has done this and i’m definitely not the only one but i wanted to see if i could and i did.
I really do hope that you like it and if you’d like to even request a ff with one of them i’ll see what i can do.
It was the early 00's and Tony was in the midst of his destructive ways, which he never saw as a problem until it was too late. The non stop partying and sleeping around gave him such a thrill, especially when he was drunk and high as a kite. More drunk nowadays though, his drug dabbling days were being put behind him.
Just like any other weekend, Tony was at some party. A party that he had no clue of who the host was, he just attended these things to get drunk and find his next conquest. As Tony walked through the expensive looking house, he noticed it seemed a more low-key affair and not like his usual wild events. Running a hand through his perfectly styled hair, Tony eyed the guests as they milled around the property. There were a few of the women and a couple men he recognized and gave them a wide berth. He wasn't into having any awkward conversations tonight.
The bar was located at the back of the house, it was relatively empty so Tony chose to sit down on one of the stools and order his usual. As he sipped on his beverage, Tony looked around the reasonably stylish house. It wasn't really to his taste but whoever owned the place looked like they had some decorative knowledge.
Tony was on his third drink when people started to realize that he was at the party. Of course he was flattered by the attention and soaked it up completely, he was used to people throwing themselves at him. The alcohol was starting to give him a slight buzz, making him even more flamboyant than he usually was. If that was even possible. It was within the crowds of people that surrounded him, that Tony first laid eyes on you. In fact, you weren't even one of the people surrounding him. You were just off to the side, quietly talking to the person next to you.
Confusion entered Tony's hazed over mind, confusion as to why you weren't paying attention to him. He wanted your attention. You didn't once look over at him as he stared at you through the crowds. To him, even in his drunken state, you were the most perfect human being he had ever seen. A white shirt, the top buttons undone, clung to your torso whilst a black tie hung loosely around your neck. Your black pants fitted over your legs perfectly and one of your hands was inside a pocket as you rest against the wall. A soft laugh rippled through you at your companions words and jealously flowed through Tony. He wanted to be the one to make you laugh, to make your face lit up.
Not once did you ever give Tony the attention he wanted from you. In fact you didn't even seem phased that Tony Stark was at a party you were attending. Tony wasn't used to it and it made him want to gain your attention even more. By the end of the party, Tony found himself incredibly drunk and surrounded by people that clearly wanted only one thing from him. However, Tony didn't want to take any of them home. He wanted you. It infuriated him that you wouldn't give him the time of day, despite trying multiple times that night. In the end, Tony chose not to bed anyone that night. Instead he went home alone with only the fantasies of how his night could of gone.
