#tony x you

[noobichan-blog]

Y/N: I love them both, but how do I propose to two people? Tony: Two different restaurants, one person at each restaurant. Twice the dessert, twice the applause. Y/N: Won’t people think it’s weird if there is a third person just sitting there, though? Tony:  I saw someone feed their pet peacock crème brûlée from their mouth at the French place on the corner last week: I think faux third-wheeling at an engagement is the least of your worries.

[marvelously-marvel]

Dating Tony Stark❤

Masterlist

•him buying you very exspensive things

•You forcing him to goto sleep

• every Party thrown in your honnor

•him flirting with you all the time

•going on fancy dates

• you be in the center of attention and him making sure of it.

•him talking you up in intervews

• him get slightly & jealous easily

• you trying to get him to stop drinking as much

[fanf1ctionwrit1n]

Hello everyone!

I have a request for you all

My friend is interested in creating their first ever piece of fanfiction and wants your help.

They said they would like to create a marvel fanfiction and wants you guys to choose a character along with a prompt!

For characters they want it to be a main avenger, it can be more the the original six (Bucky, Wanda, Peter, e.c.t.) and the only character they’ve determined that they won’t write is Bruce.

So please leave a comment letting us know what prompt and character you want to see! There is no prompt list, just use your own ideas

People who I can give me guaranteed answers (I think): @sade-shark @nats-dreamland @underoostarks

[hannibals-favourite-meal]

Please write a Tony Stark imagine where the reader is Peter Parker’s older sister and Tony’s assistant and y’all are listening to Thunderstruck by both of yours favorite band, AC/DC, and end up doing it in his lab. Peter, who didn’t know about you two, walks in and all Tony says is “get out, we’ll talk when we’re done 😉” OMG OMG OMG PLEASE!!!

Thunderstruck

Tony Stark x Parker!reader

Marvel Masterlist | Main Masterlist

Tony and Peter’s older sister have some fun while listening to their favourite band. Peter regrets not knocking.

A/N: OMG I loved this request! Had to write it right away! I definitely need more Tony in my life 🥵

A/N 2: Requests are open!

Warnings: SMUT, swearing, protected sex, semi-public sex, being walked in on, fluff, age-gap, boss-employee relationship, awkwardness, no foreplay, degradation, praise, orgasm denial, rough sex, oral (male receiving)

WC: 1k

Minors DNI

A knock interrupted Tony’s thoughts. “When did you last eat?” Y/N was leaning against the doorframe, her arms crossed just below her breasts, making her button-up shirt strain with the weight of them.

“This morning.” He smirked, eyes dropping briefly to her crotch. Her eyes darted away in embarrassment before she scowled. “You know what I mean.”

“Not since you last brought food down to me.” “That was 8 hours ago Tony.” He leaned back on his chair as she approached him, spreading his legs slightly for her to stand in between them. “Well Ms Parker, you are my assistant, it’s your job to take care of me.” “I don’t think I get paid enough for that Mr Stark.” He laughed and pulled her closer to him, her body fitting perfectly against his.

“I can think of a few ways to compensate you.” He grabbed under her arms and lifted her onto the bench, slipping off the chair so he was now standing between her own soft thighs. He kissed her as the first notes of Thunderstruck by AC/DC began to play softly through the lab. “Oh baby, it’s our song.”

I was caught

In the middle of a railroad track (thunder)

I looked 'round

And I knew there was no turning back (thunder)

My mind raced

And I thought, what could I do? (Thunder)

And I knew

There was no help, no help from you (thunder)

“You’re an ass.” “Yeah but I’m your ass.” She smiled fondly at him, leaning in to kiss him again.

Tony’s nimble fingers pulled apart her shirt and bra as he kissed down her neck. “Tony.” She moaned as he rolled her nipple with his thumb. “Can’t be patient today. Need you bad.” His voice was deep, edged with something dangerous. “Take me.” He growled against her skin, ripping her panties down her legs as she pulled her skirt up over her waist. He grabbed a condom that he always kept in his desk and rolled it down his length.

Sound of the drums

Beating in my heart

The thunder of guns

Tore me apart

You've been

Thunderstruck

He sunk into her, both of them groaning at the feeling. “Fuck, you feel so fucking good. Always so tight for me not matter how may times I fuck you.” She held him as close as possible, his hips pounding into her in time with the music. Y/N’s breath came out in pants, her fingers digging into his back, legs wrapped around his slim waist.

Rode down the highway

Broke the limit, we hit the town

Went through to Texas, yeah, Texas, and we had some fun

We met some girls

Some dancers who gave a good time

His hands dug into her hips, definitely leaving those bruises she loved so much. He ground into her, his pubic bone perfectly rubbing her clit. “Tony! Feels so good!” Her voice was slurred. “Aww is my poor baby getting cock drunk. You sound so dumb baby. But that’s all you are huh? Just by dumb little cock sleeve.” “Yes!” She cried out. The fluttering of her pussy signaling how close she was. “Don’t you dare fucking cum.”

Broke all the rules

Played all the fools

Yeah, yeah, they, they, they blew our minds

And I was shaking at the knees

Could I come again, please?

Yeah, them ladies were too kind

You've been

Thunderstruck

Tony pulled out of her, pulling Y/N down so she was bent over his desk. He smacked her ass and buried himself balls deep in her tight heat. “‘M gonna cum!” He pounded her viciously, almost like he hated her. “Not. Yet.” “Please!” She begged. She could feel him in her stomach, perfectly hitting her g-spot with every thrust. “Cum.” He snarled, she screamed, the world going white with the force of her orgasm.

I was shaking at the knees

Could I come again, please? Oh

Thunderstruck

She slumped forward, body going pliant as Tony kept pounding. As the song faded out, he heard the distinct yell of a startled boy. Peter stood in the doorway as his mentor plowed into his older sister. “Get out Peter. We’ll talk about this when we’re done.” He continued to push into her as Peter yelped and sprinted from the room.

Tony folded over her, wedging a hand between her and the table, furiously rubbing her clit. “C’mon. Cum baby.” Y/N shook her head. “No no no. ’S too much.” “Come one baby girl. Need you to cum again, then I’ll give you my cum.” “Please wan’ your cum so bad.” He groaned as she tightened up again, her climax less powerful than before.

He pulled out of her, letting Y/N slump to the floor on her knees. Her bright e/c eyes dripping with tears, her pupils blown. Her mouth dropped open obediently as Tony pulled off the condom and jerked off into her mouth, her soft lips closing around the head and sucking lightly. “Oh fuck!” His hips jerked forward as he filled her mouth with his warm seed.

Y/N opened her mouth after he pulled away, showing him his cum before shutting her mouth and swallowing it. “God I love you.” He pulled her up and kissed Y/N fiercely, making her giggle. “I love you too, boss.” “But we should probably talk to your brother, he walked in on us.” “What?!”

Bonus:

Peter couldn’t make eye contact with either of the pair, his face was as red as a tomato. “Bug, you can ask questions. I know this might be a lot.” Y/N reached across the table and took her little brother’s hand.

“Why Mr Stark?” She opened her mouth to answer, but Peter kept going, “He’s so fucking old. And I know for a fact that Sam has a crush on you.” Tony looked like he had just been punched in the nuts.

“Right. Peter, no suit for a month.” He stood up and began to stride out of the room. “Where are you going, love?” “I’m about to go murder a bird!” He called back, making the siblings laugh loudly.

Taglist

@im-a-slut-for-fluff

[cassyluthor]

Imagine Tony helping you with an invention

You've been in the lab trying to complete your new invention, a solar-powered robot. You worked on this investment for more than two weeks and even now you had not managed to make it work, you followed the plan strictly and nothing escaped you. But you still couldn't figure out where you were wrong, you reached for your cup of coffee and realized with disappointment that there was nothing left in it. You got up and went to the kitchen to make a third coffee today and hoped that by a miracle you would be able to make your robot fly. Entering the kitchen, you went quickly and made your coffee, then sat down at the counter, analyzing the plan for the hundredth time, until a familiar voice startled you.

“What are you creating this time?” He asked.

"Oh my God! Tony ,you scary me . I was working on my new invention, a solar-powered flying robot. But ..." You stopped halfway through the sentence, you didn't want to tell him the truth, you didn't want him to know that you failed . You were afraid he would laugh, so you tried not to reveal anything.

"But? Is everything okay? Y / N? Do you need help?", he asked after in the next second he takes the plans out of your hand and looked at them very carefully.

"Hey! Those are mine. Give them back."

"You know, if you changed a little here and there, I think your bird would fly," he said, returning his plan.

"I didn't ask for your help! And it's not a bird ." you said.

"I know you don't asked . But I know one thing you're not good at asking for help or saying what you want, but your eyes do. You know my number call me whenever you need me." he said, and winked at you before leaving the room.

[lwtannie]

godd what if i created headcanos of alex turner dating the daughter of tony

[disassociationstation1786]

A Tale of Two Tonys'

Chapter 1: A Friends Disguised Blessing

I close the cabinet after retrieving the popcorn from the top shelf and walk over to the microwave to pop it. After closing the microwave door and setting the cook time, I walk over to the island and lean against the counter and watch over the common area. I take a mental photo and store it in my memory so I can look back in the future on these happy days we all finally get to live.

It's been hell for everyone these past couple of years. The drama with Loki, Thors' half brother, has thankfully dissipated after much needed family therapy sessions. Long story short; I convinced the royal Asgardian family to seek out family counseling in order to avoid unnecessary casualties. Upon heated bickering, they begrudgingly agreed under the condition that I would be their psychiatrist. Normally I'd refuse since I have a personal relationship with the family, but considering the circumstances and the underlying fact that it'd just be a longer process of healing the family to bring a new doctor up to speed on the family's current situation, I agreed to be the one to help them.

I learned from Thor that Tony planned to throw a congratulatory party to celebrate their achieved familial goal. Thor said it could not have been accomplished without the my help. He asked for Tony's permission to extend a formal invitation to them on my behalf.

Tony asked who it was he was inviting and Thor went on in great detail about me and how I had been the one to help his family achieve their goal. He described what it is I do and who I am as a person. Tony became unconsciously entranced as more information about me came to his attention.

This party is where I met Tony for the first time.

[noobichan-blog]

*At a speed dating event*

Tony: Oh wow, people are really shallow.

Y/N: Consider it a background check. Do you have a death certificate?

Tony: *Checks their pulse* Sorry, not yet.

Y/N: Good, I´m not fucking a ghost again.

[yandereaffections]

This millionaires love language consists mainly of gift giving and quality time, not only are you spoiled with extravagant presents you get a major portion of his time that anyone else would struggle to schedule with him

Dates, cuddle sessions, or just random times dedicated to him being besides you, tony simply wants to observe and admire you in all your beautiful radiance

He's going to gift you not only those objects you seem to be interested in but also anything he knows will bring you together, games or tickets to a particular show you've been wanting to see, tony wants to see you happy and excited because of him

[wishingtobeinadifferentuniverse]

Time goes on (Tony x Fem!Reader)

Word count: 382

Warnings: ANGST

A/N I hope y'all like this! I know it is a lot shorter, but I wanted to post something since I haven't in a bit.

He was a genius, billionaire, playboy, philanthropist. He was a nuisance. A jerk. But he was mine. And I had loved him. I loved him until the end.

He could not seduce me like all his other model playthings. He saw me as a challenge, but he also saw me. Just me. And soon, it was more than a challenge to him. It meant more than anything. He deflected his emotions, he hid, he did not want to lose me. I waved him away, not wanting to deal with it all. He was Iron Man. He was Tony Stark. I am just y/n l/n. I saw nothing special about myself. But he did.

Hidden feelings. Secret pining. Confessions turning into stolen kisses. Midnight champagne. Running out on parties, tipsy, sloppy. Tangled together, all night. Forehead kisses and marshmallows. Fireworks and lab tech. Naming robots, one by one. Hidden retreats in the mountains, alone. Snow in his eyebrows, in your lashes. Dancing slowly, like it was your wedding day. Piece by piece you broke into his heart, and what used to be the cocky Tony Stark became this vulnerable, emotional man. The man who you loved with your whole heart.

Alien attacks. Giant portal holes and missiles. Nightmares and hot chocolate. Hardened by grief, but stronger. Protective, loving. Building a new home. A new home for them all. A new kind of love, one that perseveres through the rough, that sticks around forever. New friends, new attacks. Growing by the day.

A proposal and wedding plans. Happiness turned to death, turned to waiting. Hoping. He has to come back. He has to. And he did. But things changed. Half the world was gone. More grief, for the ones lost. Rebuilding, a wedding, trying to move on. But never moving on. Years go on, bliss, yet guilt. So ideas spark, plans made. I hope, wait, in dread. Everyone is back, and then chaos. Suit on, fighting aliens from a different timeline. One last move made, to end it all. My Tony, in the heat of it all. White, and then dust. He laid on the ground, his eyes searching mine. Tears, heartache, even more grief. How much grief can a person take? Longing, wishing, empty bed. My Tony was gone. I could never get him back.

[marvelously-marvel]

Meeting Tony Stark ❤

Masterlist

-You were his assistant after Pepper bailed

-You two were actually good friends before but lost contact a few years ago

-He recognized your name on your resume but could not put his finger on it

-When he saw you again

-He could not keep his eyes off of you

-He couldn't believe that it was the same Y/N he knew a few years ago

-He wouldn't not leave you alone

-He would ask you to do the dumbest thing and shit like that

-He would try and spend lots of time with you

-He just didn't want you to leave him again

[mostly-marvel-musings]

Typical Stark

Request: Enemies to lovers prompt for Tony Stark by @agustdowney​ Hope you like this one babe ;))

Pairing: Tony Stark x Reader

Warnings: Swearing, sass, fluff.

Word count: 1400ish oops?!

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Tony Stark Taglist - @raspberrymama​  @ladyeliot​ @boop-le-snoot​ @make-a-memory-drink-it-up​ @loveisallyouneed1125​  @ownsmyheart​ @anthonyjanthony666​ @downeyreads​

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“Would you hurry up?” you whispered, looking around the room to make sure the guards hadn’t returned, gun at the ready in your vest, just in case.

“Why? You got a hot date?” Tony asked, not really wanting to know the answer, just a natural retort that escaped while his fingers flew over the keyboard in front of him as he retrieved data from the computer and backed it up on his drive.

“Even if I did I wouldn’t tell you.”

“Aww why? You know how interested I am in your sex life.” His snarky comeback making you clench your fists to stop yourself from slapping that smirk off of his face.

“Would you just—why don’t you hurry up so we can be on our separate ways? I have no intentions of fighting with you.” you huffed, not missing Tony’s shrug.

Why did Rogers send the two of you for this mission? Sure you were in an unknown city, which Tony just ‘happened’ to be in. The man could have handled it all by himself with all the gadgets he kept boasting about, but no, the Captain seemed to have sensed the hostility between the two of you and wanted the dynamic to be more amicable. Somewhere deep down you wanted the same, but given how he got your goat on every occasion, it was hard to say the least.

“All done Miss (Y/L/N). Let’s get outta here.” Tony spun around to face you, waiting for you to take the lead, you were covering for him today after all.

The guards were easy to dodge but apparently one of the cameras wasn’t, and Stark got in its range of vision, triggering the alarm and alerting the entire building. It didn’t take long for heavy footsteps to sound through the floors as heavily armed men ran in search of the imposters.

“Goddamn it Stark! We had this.” You cursed, running up the fire exit towards the rooftop hoping for a quick escape as Tony tailed behind, already winded from the climb.

Your eyes scanned the surroundings for a place to hide, at least jump into while Tony typed something on his watch. Six men burst through the doors and fired in your direction as you dodged every bullet before firing from your own shotgun, bringing two of them down successfully as your bullet hit them in their kneecaps. A few moments later, a swooshing sound pierced the air as you saw Tony’s Mark XIV flew down and enveloped Tony’s form in a fashion that temporarily managed to halt the ongoing combat.

“Why didn’t you tell me you had a fucking suit?” you yelled as he blasted the remainder of men with his repulsors before walking over to you and taking off the ground, leaving you to grab onto his neck over the armor like a rescued ‘damsel’. You kept yelling and he kept ignoring and in turn, neither of you noticed a man firing a small device onto the suit with precision that stuck on just in time before the building went out of sight.

“I think we’re about to crash –” you managed to scream before Tony’s suit gave out and sent the two of you plummeting down towards the gravel covered road. He somehow maneuvered the fall so that he landed on his back and held you tightly against him, protecting you as the impact made the suit fall apart in pieces around him while you screamed before the hit knocked the wind from your chest.

.

Your eyes opened gingerly, unsure if you two had made it alive before Tony’s rapidly rising and falling chest reaffirmed you that you had. His grip on you hadn’t budged, the metal embrace now replaced with a shirt covered one.

“Tony?”

“Yeah all good. Are you hurt?” His voice came out muffled due to the still intact faceplate as you managed to roll off of him, Tony glanced at his watch that was smashed to pieces before removing the plate manually, revealing a bloody nose and a cut to his forehead.

Your ribs smarted as you stood up dusting the dirt off your clothes, your gun missing and arms sporting small cuts and bruises. Once the initial shock wore off, your anger resurfaced and began storming away from Tony while he was too busy getting his bearings to notice.

“Hey! What about my suit? It’s offline..I-I need to get it-” he called out but you cut him off after turning around fuming.

“That’s your lookout Stark. You didn’t even think to tell me you had a suit on standby. This whole fucking operation was a waste of my time. You could’ve just done it all by yourself but no here you are behaving like a typical Stark.”

You muttered the rest of the walk, not caring if Tony was actually listening, which of course he was, he hadn’t seen such a strong reaction from you ever. A part of him was amused but most of him was afraid so he decided to follow quietly. Looking back every so often to make sure no one was on their tail.

“Um..Where are we going?” Tony tried after a few breaths when your rage-filled stomping was replaced with a brisk walk.

Silence.

You came across an empty woodshed shortly after, that would have to suffice by the time you called for backup. Making yourself comfortable in a dusty corner after sending your location details to Natasha you glanced sideways to see what your ‘teammate’ was up to.

Tony was pacing about fidgeting and muttering something to himself just outside the woodshed.

“Would it kill you to sit still for a moment?”

“Oh we’re speaking now?”

“Never mind.”

Rolling your eyes, you slammed your head back to the wall of the shed with too much force as it resulted in tears springing into your eyes. Clenching them shut you prayed the team would extract you as quickly as possible because it was starting to get dark outside.

“I’m sorry (Y/L/N)” Tony whispered, his voice meek enough for anyone to miss but thanks to your super sharp hearing, you caught the unexpected apology.

“Definitely hearing things.” You muttered, eyes still closed.

“I just—I said I’m sorry okay? I shouldn’t have put you in unnecessary danger. I fucked up.”

“I’m very much capable of defending myself against any danger Stark. What you should have done is taken care of this operation all by yourself since you had your fancy toys.”

“I always have backup in any operat—“

“Then why the fuck was I called for this mission?” You yelled, finally looking at the man who looked like he’d just been scolded, eyes cast downward, shoulders sagged and mouth opening and closing without any actual words coming out.

“I insisted you accompany me today. I—I’ve always admired your combat skills, you’re quite a remarkable woman.” Tony’s admission left you speechless, you hadn’t expected this answer at all.

“You’ve ‘admired’ my combat skills?”

“That’s what I said.” Tony muttered, avoiding eye contact.

You didn’t know if it was the exhaustion finally setting in or the situation but you laughed, shaking your head at a realization unknown to present company.

Typical Stark

“You really have a thing for women in power don’t you?”

“What makes you say that?”

“Why else would you hire Natasha as your hot-shot secretary all those years ago? Insist I accompany you today? Why are you with the great Pepper Potts then!”

That little disdain in your voice over the last one wasn’t unnoticed by Tony.

“Well you’re right about the first two.”

“What?”

“Pepper and I aren’t together.” Tony stated, matter-of-factly, crossing his arms over his chest.

“Why, she got tired of having a relationship with Dum-E instead of you?” You regretted saying this the minute it left your lips because Tony’s eyes met yours with a look of heartbreak that had you internally curse yourself.

“Bingo.”

“I—I’m sorry Tony, that was unnecessary. I didn’t mean to—”

He dismissed you with a wave of his hand, resuming his pacing as the silence stretched longer. 

“Well if you ever need to talk, or a drinking buddy.”

You waved your hand towards him offering him a small smile in hopes that he’d consider your attempts of making nice.

He chuckled giving you a curt nod, still a little embarrassed about his confession, but internally deciding which bottle of whiskey to crack open later today at the tower if you’d join.

Typical Stark.

I have a fluffy smutty Part 2 in mind already!

[thorinthehottotty]

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