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[txnystarkimagines]

What would it be like to be in a car chase with Tony Stark?

Well for one, the car would be expensive. Like really fucking expensive, with a custom turbo engine he would have made himself.

The car is probably some really bright eye catching colour. Fire engine red or maybe as bright of a yellow as as a highlighter.

Wherever you go in that car with him, all eyes are on it. Literally.

The both of you are most likely to be followed by HYDRA and its goons on a busy highway while returning from a weekend trip in the cabin in the woods.

The way his hand grabs the gear stick, his million dollar watch would glint in the sunlight. His other hand would he clenched around the steering wheel, urging the veins in his hand to pop out.

And you would definetely be turned on by that.

Specially when he goes turbo, and is pushed against the seat, eyes focused on the traffic infront of him, while at the same time he keeps looking through the side mirrors if they are still following the both of you are not.

"Grab the gun from the console." He would order you. "You think you can shoot them babe?"

"Who do you think I am Tony?" You would smirk, and pop out of the sun roof in the car, trying your best to shoot down atleast one tyre of the 3 jeeps that are following you.

Meanwhile Tony's left arm would wrap around your bare legs to keep you stable, the right arm still controlling the car.

He would speed through civillian traffic, and a seven lane highway and various trucks and vehicles without even blinking an eye.

Afterall, years of car racing during his Post graduates had made him a pro.

Also what difficulty was there to a drive a car you had made yourself.

"Get down!" He would then scream at you.

Making sure you are safely back in your seat, before drifting and taking a sharp turn.

You swore if caught on camera it could be a scene from Fast and Furious with the way Tony drives the car.

"I think we have lost them." You would then tell him, as you guys now make your way towards his mansion through back roads.

"Good, I wasn't planning on destroying this car anyways. I just customised the engine last week."

"You know? I never knew being in a car chase with Iron Man would be so hot."

He smirked. "Is that what was going through your mind all this time?"

You would only hum in response, your hand moving towards the emergency handbreak.

He realised what you were about to do and just time in time steers the car towards the side track that runs through the woods.

An ear piercing screech is produced when you pull that handbreak but you dont let that ruin your mood.

"What do you say we break in the hood? Make it feel more like home since its so new?" Your hands trail up his thigh.

Grabbing your wristly tightly and refraining you from moving any further up he smirks at you. "I think that is a great idea sweetheart!"

ps: i literally wrote this in the spur of the moment on tumblr's create post. This wasn't planned or anything lmao. Please excuse the typos hehehe

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Red and Gold Part1

So decided aswell as my Joker Fan Fiction that I’d start one for my favourite under appreciated avenger Iron Man.

Enjoy :) and comments and feedback welcome.

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Happy Reading

I sat staring out of my bedroom window allowing the calmness of the ever darkening blue of the sky distract me from the glare of my computer and my flow of emails in front of me. It was a Sunday evening and the 4th week of my new job. I’ve recently transferred from the engineering and computer science research and development department at the New Avengers headquarters to working directly under Tony Stark; I still haven’t quite decided if it’s better than working directly under Nick Fury. My transfer was against Starks will as It’s certainly no secret Tony does not play well with others and is a solitary character especially when it comes to his suits and work. Since the events of the so called “Civil War” Tony has been more involved with governments and legislation of the Sokovia Accords and various other politics; this has robbed him of time doing what he does best. Fury figured Stark might need some assistance and due to certain regulations now in force any work, updates, mechanical upgrades of any of Stark’s Avengers or Iron Man equipment must be witnessed, checked and signed off. Thus Fury offered his top engineer up.

At only 27 I’m a Dr of Computer Science finishing first in my class at MIT. Fury recruited me when I was still studying when I’d managed to hack the systems at Avengers HQ bypassing some but not all of Stark’s security in place. I’m not a criminal though, under a security directive Fury wanted to check how safe the systems were and asked the most advanced computer science minds to attempt to get in. I being the only one to even get in Fury scooped me under his wing and by the time I graduated I was planning and starting to lead projects for the Avengers R&D. This was not without its hurdles; being so young I often had friction as my subordinates who were seniors in age didn’t like being told what to do by “the unrelenting master chick.” as some of them like to say, at least there’s one complement on my intelligence in there.

To be honest my job hasn’t changed that much; I still spend the majority of my time at New Avengers HQ as Stark has yet to request my assistance unsurprisingly. As a consequence of recent events Stark is as paranoid and distrustful as ever. In my new role I’m privy to a lot more information than that of my colleagues and due to that I’m fairly positive Tony probably monitors my every electronic move.  I don’t mind so much Tony has been through a lot and I’d be more concerned if he didn’t. He’s slowly picked up drinking again; working all hours of the day with minimal sleep as a result my “assisting duties” have slowly edged away from the technical variety to more personal ones; I figured it would be a good idea to make sure my boss doesn’t run himself into a grave. In spite of this I have become to admire him in many ways; he has such a strong heart and will to make the world a safer place despite how much he is vilified.

On a more positive note with my job I got to relocate, I basically used to live at Avengers HQ keeping an eye on everything which sometimes was a 24/7 job. Eventually they gave me a room.  I have upgraded considerably since relocating to Stark Tower/ Old Avengers HQ , I near enough have a whole floor to myself, Vision is probably here the most at the moment to keep an eye on Tony but he doesn’t always stay. All of the upper floors are designated living space for the Avengers and guests and seeing as there is a new HQ and half of them are underground I’m pretty alone, how I generally like it. My room is large and the whole outside wall is just glass, it’s beautiful really I get a breathtaking view of New York especially at night as the dark sky slowly merges down into a sea of orange lights. I rolled off my king size bed; the mahogany wood floor was cold beneath my feet. I looked at myself in the full body mirror beside my desk in a small alcove to left of bed; my tight but stretchy black skinny jeans felt soft against my toned legs, the knees were slightly worn and slowly fading to grey, my white tank top sat nicely on my hips and a tiny bit of cleavage was on show. I deemed myself suitably dressed to leave the room. “F.R.I.D.A.Y  is there anyone in the swimming pool?” I asked out loud to Tony’s AI which ran almost everything in the building. “No Miss Chase there is no activity in the pool area” replied a toneless silvery voice.  

“Have a nice evening Miss Chase” She continued. I must ask Tony to change her programming that she calls me Jaime. I sauntered over to the cream chest of drawers beneath my flat screen tv which clung to plain white walls. I pulled at the mahogany handles and pulled out my Egyptian cotton blue towel; the softness soothing my hands as I chucked it over my shoulder. I opened my door and turned to grab my access card which was placed in a socket on the wall. The cards are compulsory in the building and depending on who you are you will have are varied level off access. I pretty much have full access as Tony Stark’s assistant I kind of need access to wherever he does.

I left my room and headed off down the long corridor of bedroom doors each with a symbol of the Avenger above them. I reached the large open plan living and dining area. As I enter on the left is a modern kitchen with granite marble finish side with an oven hob and dishwasher neatly disguised underneath, overheard cupboards along the wall above them; there is a breakfast island with the same finish with a sink, chopping boards and various knife sets. Above the island are lighting rods which outline the island. Just before this kitchen is a large oval table with a black finish and seats tucked neatly under, if you could look closely I’m sure there would be a small film of dust gathering on the surface. To the right is a spacious social area with 2 large L-shaped black leather sofas and one regular shape sofa laid out in half a square enclosing the oak tv unit supporting the massive 75inch flat screen as well as an array of various gaming consoles. On my route to the elevator I also passed the pool tables yes that’s a plural. I hit the button on the elevator, after a few seconds I was greeted with the familiar ding which pulled me back from my thoughts. Inside I slid my card into the slot and pressed the floor for my destination; the fitness suite. With another ding the doors slid open I grabbed my card and headed for the pool.

Like so many rooms this room also had a glass wall that overlooked New York, it looked so peaceful the amber lights moving, flickering of and on with the occasional intrusion of blue lights moving faster than all the others. The temperature in the pool room was a comfortable humid one, I chucked my towel down onto a sun lounger and turned to face the pool, the radiating beam of the warm blue pool lights enticed me to hurry up and get in. I shed my jeans revealing the lower half of a black bikini, the bottoms tie up at both sides so they sit perfectly, this also reveals a large tattoo up the outside of my right thigh, it starts off just above my knee with a small delicate DNA helix which gradually increases in size as it twists up my leg ,the bonds then break and the tattoo is finished with a lovely beautiful black and grey water colour of a tree in bloom. I pulled the top overhead and just as my top was covering my face I heard footsteps and sensed a presence in the room and lowered my top to see. Mr Stark had entered the room from the Spa direction, our eyes both widened as we caught each others gaze; we clearly both thought we were alone. I quickly fumbled my shirt back on and pulled it down covering as much of my toned figure the elastic would allow. He’d emerged round the corner with a white towel wrapped around his waist leaving his well developed abs and large biceps on show; I quickly averted my gaze upwards out of awkwardness and social etiquette not to stare even though the view was more than pleasing to the eye. He was drying his dark brown hair with another towel draped around his neck leaving it looking slightly chaotic with some whispers overhanging onto his forehead. He came to a unsteady stop “Uh Mr Stark, I didn’t know you was in here I would have come back another time” I rushed.  His eyes which were the type of brown like chocolate, the chocolate though had grown hard from all pain and turmoil he tries to hide from the world. These eyes looked at me and thankfully sensed my unease “It’s fine Jaime this place is yours to use as much as it is mine and besides it’s nice to know there’s a hot chic in a bikini in my house” Some of the hard chocolate in his eyes softened and threw a cheeky smile in my direction. I replied with a smile and a look that said nice try. “What? I get nothing” He joked, I replayed the previous look. “I’ll get out of your hair now, have a nice evening” He reassured me after a moment. I smiled gratefully back at him “Good night Mr Stark” I wished him while hoping his hangover isn’t bad tomorrow. He carried on jaggedly  towards the door which I entered and I re took my off my shirt and let it drop to the floor; I would have been totally oblivious to him double checking me out if it wasn’t for the whole reflective surface of the glass wall. A small smile crept onto my face, there’s the old Tony Stark as I smiled he must have noticed he’d been busted “Jaime did you get a chance to look at those maintenance and adjustment records for Mark 47?” he asked. Smooth Tony very smooth. “I’m about half way through but I’ll need to come into the workshop tomorrow and do the visuals and run the diagnostics against my protocol” I said this as professionally as one can when stood in a bikini talking to your boss. At this point I’d turned to face him and he threw me a thumbs up “Night” he answered and then was gone. I finally stepped in to the heated pool and with each passing stroke let the water absorb all of my stress.

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⭐tony start laughing makes me happy. -txnystarkimagines

Laughing Tony is the best, I wish he laughed more often, his smile is gorgeous. Also, I’m here for some Tony imagines.

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I wish you best with all the luck and more power as an author! Stay safe and take care! <33

(I'm not good with words but I hope this post will have you know how much I appreciate each and every one of you and your works!)

[another-stark-sub]

sex in a car with tony for smutty saturday, please?

whenever I think of sex in a car, I think of paps by @letsby​ or that one set of headcanons by @txnystarkimagines​ cuz whoo boy those are both hot. Anyway... 18+ stuff ahead!

Tony had bad experiences with being a passenger in a car. So, he always drove himself when possible. Plus, he felt a sense of pride driving himself to parties and public events. He especially took pride in escorting you out of his car to the waiting crowds.

And once, for celestial-themed party, your designers collaborated with each other. The angel and the devil costumes. Tony refused to be the angel in couple. So, while Tony had a tux personally made with tones of deep red and ruby accessories, you were dresses in white and silver

And when he saw you in the full outfit for the first time, he took off his sunglasses to take you in. A light grey evening gown that seemed to be draped over your body. A slit showed off not just the silver heels but your legs and parts of your thighs. A belt mimicking chains wrapped around your waist. All of your accessories, from the earrings to the anklets were silver.

“Ready?”

Tony put his sunglasses back on. “For what?”

You laughed and kissed his cheek. “You look wonderful.”

“I know.” He held out his arm to escort you to the car, and as he drove to the event, he wasn’t sure if he hated the designers or loved them. Because your thigh slit was clearly visible from his side, and everytime you moved, the silken, silvery material moved too, giving him a sneak peek as to how your body would look when it bends and arches.

God, his pants were tight.

“Tony?” You reached for his hands. He hadn’t realized how tightly he was holding the steering wheel. “Is something on your mind?”

He let out a laugh, short and a bit nervous. “Nothing you need to worry about now.” He took a deep breath and tried not to think about how your dress was riding up as you turned to look at him and how your dress moved again, and god you would look so good squirming underneath him.

“If you’re feeling sick, we should stay home.” You pressed the back of your hand against his cheek and forehead. It was hot under your touch, and you grew worried. “You’re burning up. We can always send a donation and a video.”

“No. No, this is an important event. We can’t miss it.”

“If you’re sick-”

“I’m not sick.” He glanced at you, which was a mistake, because you just looked so gaddamn cute worrying about him. Your chest rose as you took deep breaths, bringing even more attention to your chest. So soft. He knew how soft, too. Did you know that you were teasing him?

“I’m not sick,” he repeated. After shaking his head, he made an unexpected left turn.

“What are you doing?” you asked, clearly confused.

Tony swerved into an empty lot before leaning over the console and kissing pulling in for a kiss that definitely ruined your hair and maybe your underwear.

When you pulled away to breathe, you couldn’t voice any of your confusion before Tony pushed his seat back and helped you into his lap. This time, you did catch him staring at the way your dress moved along with you.You laughed a little. “Seriously?”

“Seriously.” He rocked his hips into yours, and you gasped. Did this dress really get him that hard?

“Tony, we’re gonna be la - oh god.”

Your boyfriend didn’t have to use his silver tongue to convince you. He just had to lean forward and start kissing the side of your neck. “What was that about being late?”

“Shut up.” You kissed him again, pulling him closer to you by the collar, while his hands wandered your waist, bunching up your dress past your hips.

You concentrated on pulling his cock out of his pants, while he focused on repositioning himself and you for optimum fucking.

That’s when he noticed the red underwear. “Oh, what do we have here?” Tony gazed up at you as he expertly played with your clit.

The sudden stimulation made you moan which turned into a giggle. “Thought the outfit needed a little bit of the devil in it.”

“Mm, don’t worry.” He nuzzled his nose against yours. “You’ll get the devil in you soon.”

It didn’t take long for you to push aside your underwear and for him to sink his cock in you, eliciting a good moan from both of you.

Too mesmerized by how you looked stretched open for him, Tony wasn’t the one to start moving. You were. You rocked yourself over his cock. While you couldn’t fully pump yourself up and down his cock, the little friction you got from rocking and grinding combined with Tony’s groaning and comments on your beauty, it kept pushing you closer and closer to the edge.

It was when Tony grabbed the back of your head and kissed you that you finally came around his cock, and it only took a few pulses around him to push him over the edge.

The afterglow wasn’t as comfortable when the two of you are bent in odd positions in a small car, bit you were still enveloped by each other’s warmth. That was enough.

It took a few moments for the two of you to fix yourselves and get back in your seats.

When you looked in the mirror, you sighed. “My hair.”

Tony laughed. “Just let it down.” He helped you remove the pins from your hair. WIthout your hair pinned up, it looked natural.

You laughed and wiped off the smudged lipstick on Tony’s lips and cheeks. “There we go.”

“How do I look? Sinful as ever.”

You hummed. “As always.” You pushed your hair back. “What about me? Angelic?”

“As always.”

You were late to the party, but it was worth it.

[mostly-marvel-musings]

helloo, do you have any tony stark x reader recs? I think I read most part of it on this site and now I am without anything 😭😭😭

Ah I feel you, off the top of my head you might want to check out all of their work if you haven’t already.

@morganwritesfics @buckysthot & @txnystarkimagines

I have binged their fics multiple times.

Anyone else have any recommendations? Feel free to mention them here!

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OMG....His way of flirting....wow !

I was blushing 😊....

Mr. Stark you're such a charmer ❤

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[anxiousstark]

緣分 ⎪Yuanfen {3}

Pairing: Tony Stark x Reader.

Summary: A relationship by fate or destiny; the blinding force of two people. But it is more difficult than that.

Warnings: None.

Word Count: 1462.

A/N: None.

All Rights Reserved. The author, me, don’t allow any type of copy or adaption.

IMPORTANT: Tony Stark is 45 years old in this story and the reader is 28.

"That was Thor's favourite mug!" Clint hollered when Y/N had completely destroyed it.

Natasha had decided, something that was obvious, that they had to help her handle her powers, but apparently, it wasn’t going to be as easy as they thought.

"It's okay." Thor responded quickly before Y/N could apologize. "It was my favourite cup, but it’s okay. You're learning to control your powers. I can buy another one anyway!" He beamed when he saw that the girl was a little embarrassed. And who wouldn’t be?

She had tried to grab a million things, and all of them had burned and disappeared. Now, in the living room and kitchen, there was a burning smell. Everyone could see that Y/N wanted to stop "practising" and that she preferred to sit on the floor without disturbing anyone and without having to pick up or touch anything.

"Could you get me the coffee pot in that little closet?" Steve pointed to one of the cabinets where they kept coffee and some other spices. "Try it." He offered a small smile.

“Try it, you can do it. Remember that minutes ago you were able to dress and nothing happened to the clothes."

She took a breath through her nose, trying to convince herself that she could do it. She imagined in her head how she would open the cabinet without any problem and how she would take out the coffee and then give it to Steve.

Her hand slowly gripped the handle of the cabinet.

"Can’t you ask her to take out something else?" Hawkeye's voice rang in the background, deconcentrating and ending the calm air that she was feeling. "I can’t live without coffee."

The door began to produce bubbles quickly and broke loose from the closet, falling to the floor. Y/N could feel her heart pounding and a lump in her throat. She looked at the others, who were looking back at her. She thought they were all angry when in fact they were worried about what she might be feeling. Nobody liked to fail.

Tony appeared, walking into the kitchen, finally leaving his lab for a while. He looked around and quickly knew what was happening. "Oh my goodness." He said when he examined the cabinet.

Y/N closed her eyes and bit her lower lip. Tony didn’t seem to be a bad person, but anyone would lose patience with her and her powers, or so she thought.

"Oh my goodness!" Tony repeated it again. "Thank goodness that someone has broken the cabinet! I already have the excuse I needed to be able to remodel the kitchen." He smiled when the young woman looked perplexed at him. "Thank you."

"I'm sure if it had been the other guy, he would have screamed at me." Bruce whispered beneath his breath.

"Probably." Clint murmured back. He scowled as he looked at the girl, but then noticed another gaze on him and decided to look for where it came from. Natasha. She looked at him furiously, and he knew immediately that she wasn’t pleased with the attitude he was having. Clint wasn’t going to accept her so easily.

"There is a room ready for you to spend the night." Tony addressed his words towards Y/N. "I hope it's up to your liking even though it’s not much. Tomorrow you could go with Natasha to buy clothes." He saw the girl open and close her mouth without stating anything. "Yes, that means you can stay in. As long as you help us and tell us anything you can remember about yourself, you can stay with us."

"Thankfully, the entire building has surveillance camer-" Clint couldn’t finish his sentence when a great force was against his stomach and then against his back. A great pain ran through his body. Thor had thrown his hammer at him, and Clint had ended up against a wall due to the force. Thor’s hammer against his abdomen, keeping him in place.

Everyone stared at Thor, in shock. "I was tired of his remarks." He muttered, glancing sideways at the new girl. In the past, Thor had had to endure derogatory comments, and he knew that despite ignoring them, those comments could do a lot of damage.

"Good thing, I was going to hit him." Natasha reacted, relieved.

"The other guy almost appears because of his comments."

"I don’t believe in violence to solve problems until it is necessary." Steve paused, looking at his friend who was trying to take the hammer off. Then, he looked at Y/N. "And this was necessary." "I think we all need to go to bed already." The captain added.

A great pain flooded her head. She tried to think about where she had come from and why there was a constant pain in her heart. She felt that she was trying to escape from someone, but from whom? Who was she trying to escape from and why didn't she remember anything?

She tried to stop thinking, but every time she tried to ignore those thoughts, they flooded back in a more aggressive way.

Lying on "her bed" looking towards the ceiling of the room, there were small stickers in the form of stars that illuminated part of the room. She couldn't help but smile.

She leaned on her right side and closed her eyes, letting the soothing smell of the sheets help her sleep and calm her heartbeat. And when it seemed that her body was falling into a dream abyss, a few small knocks at the door sounded.

She got up from the bed trying not to touch anything with her hands and slowly approached the door. She was afraid to open it, thinking that those people who were looking for her could be behind the door with the mission of capturing her or doing something horrible. But at the thought that it could be Tony, she managed to turn the doorknob without damaging it.

When she opened the door, the smile disappeared from her face. There was no one there.

She was going to close the door when she realized there was a package wrapped in a green paper on the floor. She crouched down, sat on the floor and looked at the package curiously before opening it or touching it. She noticed that there was a white note on top of the package.

'I think they will be of help, I designed them myself. Tony S :) '.

The smile returned to her face and she quickly opened the package and the smile disappeared again from her mouth when she saw what Tony had designed for her.

Gloves.

They were red gloves with some details in light blue. Y/N realized that when she was in the kitchen with the other Avengers, Tony had not been with them. He had been in his laboratory creating gloves that would allow her to touch things without burning them until she learned to control her powers.

She noticed how her eyes filled with tears and she felt guilty for some reason, but at the same time, she was happy that someone cared about her. Without taking another second, she put on her gloves and went back to her room, closing the door behind her.

Tony was hiding at the end of the corridor, trying to see Y/N's reaction after having created those gloves for her. For a moment he couldn't see her reaction because her hair covered her face, but then he could see a big smile and couldn't help but smile back. Then, he felt a small pain in his chest, his reactor seemed full of energy for some reason.

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Domestic Fluff #9: Mornings

TONY STARK X READER

Summary: one-shot series of domestic fluff, can read separately or together.

Word count: 1200

A/N-  I imagine the song that plays is something cheesy that JARVIS puts on just to embarrass Tony, like ‘Fooled Around and Fell in Love’ or something.

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You and Tony were very different types of sleepers. Tony, on the one hand, could stay up all hours, and wake up whenever he needed to. The man just didn’t function like a normal human. Sleep was a suggestion to him, not a necessity.

You on the other hand, loved sleeping. Consequently, waking up was always a struggle for you. Ever since you moved in with Tony, he had made it his personal mission every morning to get you awake and ready for the day.

This led to you and Tony establishing a nice morning routine together. Although you were half convinced the reason Tony asked you to live with him in the first place was just because he was annoyed you could sleep though his constant calls and messages when he was bored…

This morning was like many others. Tony had come to bed late, only needing a few hours of sleep before the alarm clock went off. When the clock rang out loudly at 7am on the dot, Tony woke up almost instantly, awake and alert.

You on the other hand only stirred after the ringing had gone on for about a minute. Groaning in annoyance, you blindly swatted at the bedside table until you managed to hit the off button. Loud noise disabled, you face-planted back into the pillow, letting out a sigh of contentment.

Tony smiled at the action, sitting up in bed and shaking his head in amusement. “Honey? You said you absolutely had to wake up at 8 today, remember?” The man called, softly.

You only hummed in response, pulling the covers tighter against your body. Tony huffed, gently rolling you over onto your back. He rubbed your cheek softly, leaning down to whisper in your ear.

“Come on, future you will kick my ass if I don’t get you up.” He hummed.

You frowned, raising a hand to the mans face. You found his nose with your fingers and used it to orient yourself, reaching up to pat the man on the top of his head.

“Did you just…try to turn me off? Like I’m a clock?” Tony questioned, bemused.

You snuggled into the bed, petulantly. “Depends. Did it work?” You mumbled back.

“If you wake up now, I’ll make you the good coffee.” Tony bargained.

Your perked up at this, raising an eyebrow with intrigue. “Breakfast too?” You questioned.

Tony smacked his lips in thought. “Fine, but only cereal. Because you smacked me like a clock.” Tony grinned, ripping the covers off your body, in a cruel but efficient swipe.

You yelped in protest, but got up. “You’re so mean to me.” You pouted, eyes still half closed.

“The devil.” Tony agreed, starting to get dressed.

You sleepily made your way to the washroom, and wet your toothbrush. Just as you went to put toothpaste on the bristles, Tony slyly took the container and replaced it with a different one. “That was handcream, (Y/N). This is the toothpaste.” He hummed, grabbing his own toothbrush.

“I knew that.” You huffed. “Just…testing you…” You muttered, using all your energy to move the brush across your teeth.

Once you were done brushing, you headed for the door, yawning dramatically as you reached for the door handle.

“Honey- pants.” Tony called, stifling a laugh. “I mean, I don’t mind the underwear and tank look, but the team might get jealous of me if they saw you.” He teased.

“Righttttt…clothes…” You chuckled, looking around for something to wear. Nothing was computing without coffee in your system. Saving you from blankly staring at the dresser any longer, Tony wrapped you in a soft dressing gown and took your hand, leading you out the room.

“Coffee, stat.” He said, guiding you to a seat while he set about making breakfast.

“Mmm…coffee…” You smiled, dopily. While Tony made breakfast, you rested your head against one of your hands, and nearly drifted off leaning against the kitchen island. You only snapped back to consciousness when Tony put down a bowl of cereal and a cup of coffee in front of you.

“Eat. Drink. Charge your vampiric energy.” He stated.

“What?” You questioned.

“Huh? I said eat up.” Tony grinned, sitting beside you to drink his coffee.

“You’re weird.” You muttered under your breath before taking a sip of the delicious beverage.

“And you’re damn cute in the morning.” Tony retorted, rubbing your lower back softly while the two of you finished breakfast in a comfortable silence.

Slowly as you became caffeinated, you became more aware of your surroundings. Beside you Tony read the newspaper, muttering to himself every few moments as he sped through the articles. You watched, smiling to yourself at how adorable the man looked when he was concentrating.

You glanced at the time on the oven, and sighed. You needed to start getting ready. “I’m ganna go shower.” You announced, giving the man a small peck on the cheek before sliding off your chair. “Thanks for breakfast!” You called back, as you walked away.

Tony raised an eyebrow, smirking as he thought to himself.

You pulled back the shower curtain and started the water running so it could heat up before you switched it to shower mode. You held the towel around yourself as you waited. When it was ready, you switched it to shower, and turned to close the door, only to be surprised by Tony- who was standing in the doorway.

“Water ready?” The man asked, innocently, as he took his shirt off.

“Hey- I called the shower.” You stated, defensively.

Tony gave you an offended look. “There is a fresh water crisis on this planet, (Y/N). I’m surprised at you for being so selfish. We need to do our part to preserve as much water as possible…. By sharing showers.” He added, with a wink.

You rolled your eyes. “Fine. 10 minutes, in and out. No singing.” You laid down the rules, because otherwise, you knew Tony…and you knew he’d make you late with all his…antics.

You made it through the shower with minimal Stark interference, and the two of you continued getting ready for the day together. Tony asked JARVIS to play some music for you to make the time more enjoyable.

It took Tony far less time than you to get ready, but he stayed to hang out with you anyways, because it was the only time you’d see each other until much later today.

“I swear you have triple the amount of clothes a normal person should have.” You scoffed, while putting your shoes on.

“Well, that’s because I’m above average.” Tony smirked. “In all endeavours.” He winked, causing you to roll your eyes.

“So ego too, yeah?” You countered playfully, standing up.

You went to leave, already a little bit behind schedule because of Tony insisting on helping choose your outfit. But Tony grabbed your hand and pulled you back to him.

“Skip work. Stay with me.” He pouted, swaying you softly to the music.

“An enticing offer, Stark, but I really need to go.” You smiled, sympathetically. “Love you, kay? Don’t blow anything up while I’m gone.” You instructed, pressing a kiss to the mans lips.

“No promises.” He mumbled back, against your lips.

“Fine, then make sure the explosion is really cool.” You smiled deviously, giving the man’s hand a quick squeeze before slipping away.

Tony smiled back at you, watching as you left. He let out a soft smile of contentment. Tony thought that maybe sleeping wasn’t so bad if it was next to you. And you thought mornings weren’t so awful with Tony there to brighten them up...

The End.

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[allthebestimagines90]

Tony Stark - Masterlist

One Shot:

It’s raining men.. - by @avengersimaginings

Ends of the Earth - by  starks-imagines

Don’t be ridiculous - by  avengershorts

Iron Protection - by imagine-marvel-12:

Spring - by  littlemisssyreid

Hide and Seek - by  txrdis-67impala-tales

Insecurities - by  writingbarnes

Nurse Tony - by  imagine-that-marvel

Gold digger? - by  emmelineparker308

Wait a minute, are you jealous? - by  seventven

Rituals - by  buckys-shield

So Old - by  kaunis-sielu

A Thousand and More - by  txnystarkimagines

The one thing I can´t live without -  themcuhasruinedme

Real - by  kaunis-sielu

Echoes - by  txnystarkimagines

Jealous - by  imaginingmyloki

Jealousy - by  avengersimaginepreferences

You’ve Got To Make Him Jealous - by  avengers-x-reader

Save Me - by  buckyodinson

Safe Haven - by  hogwarts–imagines

Treat You Better - by  mavengers

You’ve Got To Make Him Jealous - by  avengers-x-reader

Broken Glass - by  holland-dazed

Flirting Fail - by  meganlpie

Futile Devices - by  bbbarneswrites

Let’s Talk About Sex - by  volklana

Series:

Mine part 1      part 2     - by  txnystarkimagines

Drabble:

You’re Overthinking - by  avengershorts

Dance with me? - by  dabblinginmarvel

House M.D - by  bigeyes-redmouth

Is this a bad time to tell you about the microwave? - by  avengershorts

Long Time, No See - by  dabblinginmarvel

Imagine:

Imagine Tony always wakes up before you.. - by @starks-imagines

Imagine Tony planing to ask you out but walking in on you and your boyfriend - by marvelsfiasco

Imagine you had a nightmare, and text Tony for comfort - by  imagine-texting-avengers

Imagine You drunk text Tony - by  texting-the-avengers

Imagine being the only girl that Tony feels shy around - by  imagine-marvelous-things

Imagine Tony buying you coffee and always leaving little notes on the cup - by @lostnerdouttime

Imagine Tony being like the big brother you never had.. - by  @lostnerdouttime

Imagine you are a new Avenger and Fury prohibits every romance among the team to stay focused on the mission, but Tony tries to flirt with you anyway - by  @lostnerdouttime

Imagine Tony being Jealous while you are playing billiard with Steve and Sam - by  famefox

Imagine helping Tony in his workshop and surprising him with good ideas.. - by  thefandomimagine

Imagine having a brother/sister relationship with Tony and when you start dating Matt, he gets protective - by  alloftheimaginesblog

Imagine Your Tony’s younger sister, and he finds out your pregnant with Bucky’s child through another Avenger - by  marveling-imagines

Imagine Iron Man confessing his love for you - by  imaginingyourfandom

Imagine Tony and Steve fighting over you - by  BEST-IMAGINES

Imagine being pregnant with Tony’s baby...  - by  breexwrites

Imagine having a bet with Tony over who can be the most overly dramatic - by  fan-imagines

Texts:

Imagine your big brother, Tony, finds out about your relationship with Steve - by  imagine-texting-avengers

Crossover:

Imagine Tony, your dad, meeting your boyfriend Dean - by dreamybrowneyes

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[sorceressmidnight]

Midnight Sorceress

Chapter: 9/? [1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6 - 7 - 8 - 9 - ?]

Chapter 9: I can’t lose her...

Words: 2281

Warnings: Some cursing, hospitalization, potential death, emotional break down

Primarily following the events of the Marvel Cinematic Universe, it revolves around an original character.

Description as posted on ao3:  A member of SHIELD is forced to struggle with her mental stability and keeping her secret as the craziness surrounding the Avengers crashes around her. She ends up befriending Tony and Pepper, who help out her mental health a great deal, but will they be able to help her with her secret? Something that could destroy her if she uses it too much… What will happen when Tony tries to convince her to use it to help the Avengers?

Read on ao3: here

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This chapter happens during a bit before and during Captain America Civil War. Some spoilers for Spider-man: Homecoming.

Kiana ran up to the car that was parked nearby, leaning against it while smiling at the two males nearby. One was this ‘Spider-man’ that Tony went to go talk to, a teen named Peter, and the other was Tony’s friend and chauffeur Happy Hogan. “H-Hey, fellas. Are we ready to go?” her voice cracked a bit as she said ‘hey’, smiling awkwardly at the two.

“Wait, wait, wait. Tony never said anything about bringing you to the airport.” Happy responded, brows furrowed as he rubbed his temple. “Hey, hey, now… Calm down~ I know you’re annoyed you have to babysit the kid, but you know me. I never cause any trouble. Besides, it was kind of a last minute change,” she waved her hand back and forth, “Tony told me he wanted me to get familiar with the kid. I mean, hey, I might be working with him sometime in the future after all.” Happy sighed, “fine, get in. We don’t really have a lot of time to argue about this, so let’s go.” Both Peter and Kiana slid into the backseat, the female watching as the younger recorded his journey. After a short interaction between the two males, Happy rolled up the window to avoid further conversation. “H-hi… I’m Peter,” he started off a bit awkwardly, not quite sure what to say, “So… uh… Y-you know Tony?” “Yeah, I mean,” she gave a small smile as she twirled her hair between her fingers, “we are kind of dating. I’ve known him, personally anyway, since after the Mandarin incident a couple of years ago.” “Oh! S-sorry… I didn’t know.” “It’s fine,” she laughed softly, “it hasn’t exactly gotten out there yet. He didn’t want to drag me into the public eye until things settle out a little bit.” He gave a quiet ‘I see’ in response, the car growing silent as both of them retreated into their own thoughts. The only sounds that could be heard were the other cars speeding by and the slight rattle when the car drove over small debris in the road. “What did you mean we might be working together?” he finally managed to ask, clearly having thought it over after a minute to himself. “Do you know where we’re going to?” “Of course. I actually helped a lot back during the Sokovia fight.” “Wait, wait…” he paused to think. “I think I’ve heard about you… Are you… the Midnight Sorceress?” he gestured his hands in the way she usually did when she fought, causing the other to give a small giggle. “Yep, that’s me.” “That’s so cool! I… I still can’t believe I’m actually going to be fighting alongside the Avengers.” “You’ll actually be fighting against some of them,” she laughed softly, “although no idea where Thor or Bruce is. Admittedly let’s keep this, me coming with you guys and all, between us, okay? I’m hoping that I can avoid joining the fight, so I don’t want anyone to know I’m here just yet.” “Yeah, of course.” “Thanks, kid,” she giggled and pulling him into a hug.

“Hey, should I go to the bathroom before?” Peter asked Happy as they climbed onto the plane, carrying his stuff with him. “There’s a bathroom on it,” Happy sighed as they got into it. Peter quickly gawked at the lack of a pilot before plopping down in the seat across from Happy. “Is that where you’re going to sit?” “Yeah.” “Is this your first time in a private plane?” “First time on any plane!” Happy stood up and walked to a chair a bit away from him, sitting down. Kiana slid over to the seat that the other male had just left, smiling at the younger. “Don’t mind him. He’s just a little bit… I don’t think he likes the idea of being a ‘babysitter’. Of course he wouldn’t argue with Tony, though.” “Yeah, seems like it. So, Tony gave me some basics… but would you be able to explain a bit more of what’s going on?” “Steve, Cap, doesn’t agree with the accords. It’s politics, so it’s never easy, but… Tony’s right. We can work on revising the accords later, but we need to work with the public right now. There’s been a lot of damage and now there are a few fires we need to put out.” “I see. So we need to stop him before something worse happens?” “Yep. Hopefully things go smoothly, but knowing how stubborn he and Tony can be I doubt it. Just be careful out there on the battlefield, okay? I know you want to impress ‘Mr. Stark’, but don’t go beyond your limits. I know you’re strong, but you’re still a teenager.” “I understand. Any advice you can give me against the guys we’re fighting?” “Has Tony told you anything?” He explained what he said, and she gave a few of her own tips for him as well.

Tony (Iron Man), Natasha (Black Widow), T’Challa (Black Panther), Rhodey (War Machine), Vision, and Peter (Spider-Man) fought against Steve (Captain America), Bucky (Winter Soldier), Clint (Hawkeye), Sam (Falcon), Wanda (Scarlet Witch), and Scott (Ant-Man). Everyone started fighting against someone on the opposing team, each person desperately trying to stop the other in an attempt to move forward with their own agendas. Kiana was on top of the roof as she watched the fighting, making sure to stay just out of sight. She bit her lip as she watched everyone get knocked around, wanting to step in and try to help or stop everything. Vision destroyed part of the airport, attempting to stop Bucky and Steve from getting to a quinjet in the nearby hangar. She was the first to see the jet leaving, using her powers to allow her to run along the rooftops towards the direction they were headed. By the time she got to the edge of the roof, attempting to slow the jet down with her powers, she felt the air rush by her as Tony, Rhodey, and Sam flew past her. She bit her lip as she realized she had to stop, hoping that the two could get to them before they left out of the area. It was then Vision attempted to stop Sam with his powers, hitting Rhodey as the other narrowly dodged the blast. Her jaw dropped as she watched him beginning to fall, realizing that neither of the two would reach him before he plummeted into the ground. Ignoring everything in her body screaming at her not to, she used the full extent of her powers to lift the surrounding dirt and using it to grab him from the sky. She slowly lowered him to the ground as quickly as she could, her vision failing her as everything became blurry. There was a great stabbing pain throughout her body, but at the same time she felt numb. She struggled to walk towards a more stable area of the roof, knees buckling as she could no longer manage to keep control of her body, sliding off of the edge of the roof towards the others in the airport. “Kiki, I’ve contacted Mr. Stark and an ambulance is on the way. There isn’t much else I can do since you did not bring your suit. I’m currently attempting to reach another member of the team.” she heard through her earpiece, the blue and white blur of the skies starting to fade from her sights as darkness covered it. “Tell Tony… I love him,” she barely managed to spurt out before she passed out. On the ground below, Clint was the first one to run towards where she was falling, just barely managing to get her before she hit the ground below. Frantically he checked her for a pulse, feeling a faint one before attempting to wake her up. “Kiki, come on, you’ve been through worse than this. Come on,” he hissed through gritted teeth. Tony landed just then with Rhodey, flipping up his face plate and going towards the two. “Barton, give her to me and I can take her to the hospital,” he said, trying to hold back his own mixture of emotions in the current matter. “If she dies…” he turned and glared up at him, anger boiling through his veins, “it’s your fault. You should have never let her come and fight! You knew she wasn’t fully healed after the last fight!” “Let her?!” he scoffed, anger in his tone rising, “I didn’t even know she was here! I told her not to come!” “Maybe you should have had her locked up somewhere, too, for her safety.” Clint scoffed while rolling his eyes, finally letting him take her as they started rounding up the remaining members who fought against them.

“How… How is she doing?” Tony asked, voice a little shaken up as he talked to the doctor. No one was allowed to see her for the past few days and that worried him. He knew he had to go off to finish what was started, but he couldn’t pry himself away from the hospital. “She’s currently comatose. Although there are little to no outer wounds or bruising, many of her bones were broken, problems with her muscles and ligaments, and internal hemorrhaging. It appears her powers derived the extra boost it needed in order to accomplish what she did from tearing her body apart internally.” “Great,” he sighed and rubbed his temple. He wanted to be mad, but he just… he couldn’t feel. Everything felt like it was a bad bedtime story or a nightmare he couldn’t wake up from. It was almost like he was watching someone else’s life. “Is she going to be okay?” “Physically? She’ll be fine. Her body will heal and we’ll make sure the bleeding stops. Mentally? I’m unsure. There is one other thing that concerns me, though…” He pulled him into a nearby room and flipped the light on, putting up two scans of her head. They were pretty much identical, except for a small foreign object in her brain; the one on the right being bigger than the one on the left. “This scan? This was from her last physical. Yes, the object is still there, but at that point it was small enough to allow blood to pass through. It can’t be said when the object got bigger, but we’ll need to operate immediately as to avoid any brain damage.” “Oh… What will happen?” He could feel his focus slipping, but he struggled as hard as he could to stay with him. “We’re not sure at this point, but what we’re worried about is what will if we don’t. We need to operate, soon, Mr. Stark. We need an approval from someone close to her before we technically can. If you approve this now we can start the operation as soon as possible, if not we will get in contact with her parents and as soon as they agree we would start.” “No, no… If you have to do it now, then you have my approval. I have to call someone, though. This is the person you can contact if you can’t reach me. She’ll be able to answer any questions you have.” “We will give you a call to let you know how she takes the operation.”

Tony sighed as he leaned against the outer wall of the hospital, staring up at the sky. He could feel and hear his heartbeat in his ears, pulse picking up as his eyes began to sting. Rubbing the slight tears away, he mumbled to himself before reaching in his pocket and pulling out his phone. He scrolled until he saw the familiar redhead, throat closing as his chest tightened, pressing the call button and pulling it against his ear. He didn’t know how she would take the sudden call, but he had to talk to her. There was a short pause between the rings, background noise filling the silence as she answered. “Hello?” “H-hey, Pep…” his voice cracked involuntarily, struggling to keep himself together, “I know we haven’t talked in awhile… but it’s kind of important.” “Oh god…” she could hear the tone in his voice, worry filling her own, “you’re not dying again, are you?” “God,” he gave a soft broken laugh, “I wish it were that simple.” “Then what’s wrong?” “It’s Kiki. She…” he stopped as he struggled to get the words out, letting out a shaky breath, “she’s in the hospital. I… C-can you stay with her?” “She’s… in the hospital?” her heart dropped as she licked her lips, “Of… of course! Where is she? What happened?” The questions came so fast out of her mouth that it was almost dizzying, forcing herself to take a couple of deep breaths afterwards. “Well,” he couldn’t stop his voice from breaking as he told her what happened, “she’s comatose right now. She’s got… a lot of internal injuries… and…” He stopped as he rubbed his eyes, sighing. “They have to remove something from her brain. They don’t,” he couldn’t stop his soft sob, “They don’t know what’s going to happen. We might lose her Pep…” He repeated the last sentence softly through sobs, body shaking as he shook his head. “I’ll.. I’ll be right there. I’m bringing Sammy with me, too…” she wiped tears away. “Just text me the address.” “Thank you… Thank you…” He hung up and sent the address to her. He slid down along the wall, resting his arms on his knees as he hid his head between them. He couldn’t stop himself from fully breaking down into tears, nails digging into the fabric of his pants. “I can’t lose her…”

[bbparker]

Hey!! I'd love to be a part of creators ultimate. I write on my blog @txnystarkimagines. xx

Yas! I sent it to that account ❤️

[spideyzaynn]

Hey I have a Tony Stark imagines blog if you wanna check it out! Its @txnystarkimagines . I wouldn't mind if you boost it too. Xoxo 💜😀

Yes!! Of course.💜💜💜

[tone-stark]

Thank you @writingfortheavengers for tagging me!!!

Rules are:

Post the rules.

Answer the questions given to you by the tagger.

Write 11 questions of your own.

And tag 11 people.

1) Favorite avenger?

Tony Stark/Iron Man

2) Pizza with or without pineapple?

Without!!!!

3) The simpsons or Futurama?

Futurama, I don’t like Simpsons at all

4)  Beyonce or Rihanna?

Step back Rihanna, Beyonce is THE QUEEN!!!!

5) Prince or Michael Jackson?

Michael

6) Favorite book?

I don’t have one, but I’m currently reading IT so maybe...

7) Do you like your handwritting?

It is ugly as fuck but I love it lol

8)  Hidden talent?

It's so hidden that even I can't find it.

9) If you win an award, it will be for…?

Be trustworthy

10) Have you ever smoked weed?

Nop

11) Favorite ice cream flavor?

Blue Ice

My 11 questions are:

Have you been pulled over by a cop? Why?

What was the last lie you told?

Have you ever been in a car accident?

What is your perfect pizza?

If you could personally witnessed anything, what would you want to have seen?

What question do you hate to answer?

If you could only have one meal for the rest of your life, what would it be?

What cheers you up?

Who is your hero?

Fuck, Marry, Kiss, Kill - Tony Stark, Bucky Barnes, Steve Rogers, Thor?

What actors or actresses play the same character in almost every movie or show they do?

@txnystarkimagines @cinziadowney @capsicletho @bucky-barfs @emilyevanston @let-it-go-and-let-it-live @laceys-notebook @volklana @explicitbucky @hisduckling @hellamarvel

[sherrybaby14]

Hi! I saw your fall challenge post. Do you think I could have prompt number 57 for a Tony Stark x reader oneshot, for my blog @txnystarkimagines xx thank you!

All yours!

Sherry’s Fall Into You Challenge

[mcugeekposts]

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Such a handsome guy ❤❤❤❤.... Turned on by his sexiness

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