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marksbear · 1 year
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Cry, no Tony Stark requests? Saaaaaaddddd. How about Tony Stark x Idiot Twink Healer boi (maybe a poly with Spidey or perhaps healer boi is a sugar baby??) (Could be dirty haha, up to ya, bro)
Well Anon you are the first person in my blog to ever request Tony stark thank you for requesting! Im going to do sfw headcaons plus nsfw! And headcaons with sugar baby
Hope you enjoy it! A/n= Age name! but for the sake of this fic young 20s!
TONY STARK X IDIOT TWINK READER
🤖 He was beyond shocked when he founded out you were the healer of the team. I mean he was so surprised. You didn't look like you belonged in the Avengers he really thought someone brought their younger brother to work.
🤖 When Nick gives you a proper welcoming Tony was the first to ask how old are you. "I'm twenty two!" (or A/n but the reader has to be in his young twenties)
🤖 Tony wasn't the only one who was wondering about your age since he heard other gasp in the room.
🤖 "But everyone Y/n will just help yall with only the missions I choose for him. Since he is way too young to be going out there with y'all and he doesn't have too much experience fighting aliens like Spiderman. So Stark he's under your care.
🤖 At first he thought you were gonna be a pain in his ass like Peter and he was far from wrong. You were far from a genius like Peter some may even call you dumb.
🤖 "So thats your heart? Can I hear it beep please? Or does it race when you see someone you like?" You ask him looking at his chest with no shame.
🤖 Thats when he realized your gonna be a handful.
🤖 He always finds you with Hulk or Thor. Since Hulk is an idiot like you y'all two click instantly even Bruce is only mad for a while you found your ways to enjoy Hulk's loud and dumb presence
🤖 With Thor hes always injured from his mission so you see him in the medbay quite often so you make an effort to know him more. One time Tony walked in the medbay seeing you on Thor lap listening to his stories as you clean up his wound.
🤖 Since that incident with Thor. Tony never lets you out of his sight when y'all two aren't even dating yet
🤖 He always ask Nick how the hell did you become a healer when you sometimes forget how to add some easy numbers or when you forget your avenger and you get paid a whole LOT and you ask to borrow some money from others.
🤖 Thats actually how he founded out you were a sugar baby. One day him and Nat went to a cafe just to hangout when they saw you with two men times your age. One of them had envelopes with cash in them sliding you one every once in a while as you talked to the other man.
🤖 They watch you like a hawk across the whole cafe. They see the man you're talking to and place his hand on your inner thigh too close to your crotch and kiss your cheek bye. As he leave the other man he was with hands you the rest of envelopes kissing your forehead bye.
🤖 You check the envelops making sure its all of the money before stuffing all of them in your bag paying the check before leaving.
🤖 Before you could leave Nat pulls you by your arm sitting you down at her table. "Oh. Hi Mr Stark! I just finished reading the math book you gave me!" "That's good, but we have a question." Tony says gesturing to him and Nat. "What is it?" "Who were those guys you were just sitting with?" Nat asks not pressuring Y/n. "That's my sugar daddy Ben with his husband! Great couple." The two freeze and spare each other a look. "Lets finish this conversation at Stark tower'" Nat says paying for the bill.
🤖 Tony takes you into his room sitting you down on the bed ask he sits on a chair across the room. "What do they want from a young guy like you?" Tony asks with a hint of jealousy. "Mostly company. But sometimes group sex. They pay extra if I let them double penetrate me." Y/n answers way too honestly having no dignity to hide anything.
🤖 "Y/n why do you need the money if your Avenger?" Stark asks.
"Well because i'm a part time avenger y'know? Nick knows my parents well and promised to protect me no matter what. That's why I never go on big missions with y'all... Most action I got on the field was trying to calm down Hulk. Kinda sucks. So I don't get paid like all of you." The room became silent until Y/n says something again.
"Its not that bad. I get to help all of you and it makes my day better. But i'm a sugar baby so I just have food and water and money for clothes and extra things. Lots of people tell me they would pay to fuck me or just pay to spend time with me. So why not net them."
"Be my sugar baby."
"Wha?"
🤖 Y'all's relationship was strictly sugar baby and daddy sometimes more like friends with benefits. He didn't ban you from seeing other people just gave you rules. Like no more fucking they can only watch you fuck yourself or touch yourself. He grew possessive of you always marking your neck just in case another sugar mommy or daddy tries to make you theirs.
🤖 The thing that changed your little agreement when you gotten to badly injured you might had died. It was supposed to be a simple day watch when you got attacked by powerful villains and almost found dead. You were able to take them down but almost got yourself killed.
🤖 You gotten lectures from everyone in the team even Thor lectured you and Nick was busting your balls. But no lecture compared to Stark's. One minute he was going off on you about being safe and prepared next minute you two are naked making love.
🤖 Yes making love.
🤖 It wasn't your guys typical fuck and quickey. No this time everything was emotional. The kisses lasted, the gentleness with every thrust, the long lasting words of affirmation. This time Tony helped Y/n to see he was more than just a sugar baby. This time the sex meant something deeply to the other.
🤖 A few days after that was a bit awkward for the both of you. Nick even gave Tony the longest talk about what he would he to do him if he breaks your little dumb heart. Finally the both of you get officially together and Tony is quick to show you off to the world posting and talking about you with every chance he gets.
🤖 Sometimes you'll forget your dating and asks people is he single like your drunk or something but your completely serious and sober.
🤖 "Hey is Ironman single I have a crush on him and I wanna ask him out..." You ask Hawkeye and he gives you "are you serious look."
THE END!
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squippy360 · 2 years
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Hi, I love all the stories you write, but I hardly ever see a TonySub shot. You could do?
Sub!Tony Stark x Dom!Male Reader
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Cw:(fluff to smut, degrading, praise, urethra kink, hair pulling kink, fun control)
Me and Tony had just got out of the shower. I promised him that I would comb his hair because he just loved the way I handled his headaches with nothing but a comb. I gave him his clothes and soon changed into mine. 
"Anthony, hurry up and come sit right here." I said and patted the space between my legs for him to sit. He tugged on his shirt and hopped into bed. "Yeah. Yeah. I know." He huffed and crossed his legs, sitting in between my legs. I reached over for the comb I had on the nightstand and slowly combed through his hair. 
We had a mirror on a corner wall that pointed at us and I could see Tony slowly close his eyes. I smiled and put a hand on his throat, tilting it up a bit. I knew he loved it when I touched him like this. "My lovely Anthony. I love you so much. Everyday I get to wake up and see that dopey idiot I fell in love with so long ago. Everyday I get to spend time with the one person that I have these feelings for. The only person I have these feelings for." I whispered to him. 
His body visibly relaxed at that as the tips of the comb raked across his scalp. He let out an audible relaxed sigh and his head fell back on my tummy. I made sure to apply just the right amount of pressure to his scalp and he groaned out. I put a big hand on his shoulder and slowly dug my thumb into a knot he had in his back. 
He wrapped a blanket over his body and tucked himself in. I smiled at the adorable expressions he made. After a while, I raked my fingers through his scalp, massaging his head. He groaned and leaned into it. "God I swear you have magic hands of something." He groaned. I chuckled and kissed him on his forehead. "Only for you~" He blushed at that. "You missed…" He mumbled. I smirked and kissed him on his lips. He happily kissed back. "That's more like it, sweetheart." He whispered. I could just barely see him sneaking his hand into his pants, pleasuring himself. 
"Does my love need full body care? Hm? Do you want me to massage down that gorgeous body of yours and help you out with that mess in your pants? Don't act like you don't know what I'm talking about. You're practically humping yourself." I growled. He let out a light moan and nodded slightly. 
I felt this one clump tiny in the near back of his head and yanked a bit on it. He let out a moan and quickly sat back up, covering his mouth. I looked at him surprised. I smirked and wrapped my arms around him, pulling him closer. "Looks like my baby boy does need a release~" I purred and gripped his thigh. He breathed out a sigh and leaned back into me. "Please~ Oh please M/n~ Touch me~ Make me cum~" He begged. 
"Such a handsome boy~" I purred and kissed his neck. My hand snaked in his pants and between his legs, gently prying open his thighs. He happily discarded his shorts and underwear and spread his thighs wide. He moaned at the feeling of my hand slowly jerking his cock off. 
I slowly traced my wet tongue across his neck, enjoying the sweet and delicate moans that came out of his mouth accompanied by his hips stuttering into my hand out of desperation-
"Tony!" A knock came from the door. "You would not believe what happened~" A feminine nale voice said from the other door. I growled into his ear. "Who the fuck is that? Hm? You've been such a good boy so far but now, you're a bad bitch." I growled and pinched the tip of his cock. "I'm sorry. It's some intern who won't leave me alone." He shivered. "W-What is it??" He desperately called out. The boy entered the room with a smile. "I scored some interviews with some presidents and were planning on globalizing Stark Industries!" He said with an excited smile. Tony gave him a smile. "G-Good job. Do me a f-favor and take the r-rest of the day o-off." Tony said. The boy nodded and quickly rushed out the room and closed the door. 
"You left the door unlocked. It's like you want everyone to know that you're my bottom bitch." I growled and nipped his neck. He keened and arched his back. I started jerking him off slowly, wanting to edge him until he was begging for it. "Do you get off on that? Me fucking that pretty pink hole of yours right in front of an unlocked door. I wonder how they would react to seeing your fucked out expression from my cock~ Your a fucking whore for me aren't you, slut." I growled. 
He started panting and his temperature rose quickly. I could tell he was about to cum and took my hand off of his cock. He whimpered and grabbed my wrist. "Please let me cum! Please! I'll be a good boy- I'll be a good boy I promise!!!" He cried. I gripped his hips and grinded him against his plump ass. "When I let go you're going to lock the door and lay on the bed, on your back and legs spread, like the whore you are." I growled. I let go of his hips and he scrambled to get up. He wobbled over to the door and quickly locked it. 
I got up and shimmied out of my pants and underwear. He jumped into bed and laid on the bed, spreading his legs to show his pretty pink hole to me. I took out a condom from the drawer and crawled on top of him. "Oh sweet boy~ Beg for me~ Scream out what you want from that pretty little head of yours~" I cooed as I rolled the condom on. 
"Please fuck me! I'll be a good boy for you!! Please fuck me with your big cock Please!" He begged with a desperate look in his eyes. I bit my lip, pretending to think about it. "Good boy~" I purred and thrusted all the way inside, grunting at the warmth. He threw his head back with a groan and rolled his hips into me. "YES!!! YES!!!" He screamed. 
I shoved my arm under him, pulling him into a hug. He wrapped his arms around my neck as I pounded into his twitching hole. I used my other arm and jerked him off quickly. He cried loudly and came on his tummy. "I've been wanting to try this~" I smirked and pulled out a thin small rod from under the pillows. He looked at it with hazy eyes. "Wh-What is it?" He asked. I quickly lubed it up and inserted the tip in his urethra. "W-Wait! I can't take it! I-I'm wanna cum, please!!!" He begged. I inserted it all in one swift movement. I pushed the button that was on top and Tony immediately screamed out, clawing at my back. "TOO MUCH!!! WANNA CUM!!!" He cried, tears running down his face. I kissed his neck and bit down on his shoulder.  He screamed and jerked his hips around in pleasure. 
"Such a good boy~ I ordered this recently and I've always wanted to try it out. I just needed to see your needy fucked out face more~ You'll get to cum, don't worry." I smirked. I pushed the button again and the rod vibrated at a more intense setting. Tony's eyes crossed into his head. I saw his gun leaking around the rod. I groaned at the sight and thrusted faster, purposefully aiming for his prostate. "M/N!!! M/N!!!! CUMMING!!!" He sobbed. His twitching legs wrapped around my waist tightly. I swiped my thumb around the tip, smearing his cum around his cock. 
His face was damp with tears. His whole body was shaking violently from orgasm after orgasm. "I love you so much~ You're mine and I'm yours~ I want you to know that I love no one else but you." I whispered. His shaking hand took my wrist tightly and put it on his chest. I thrusted faster and harder into him, pinching and twisting his nipples. "M/N!!!! CUMMING…MORE!!!" He screamed. I bit down on his neck and came inside his plump ass. 
He was twitching and gripping onto the sheets, trying to ride out the intense pleasure. "Good boy~ Such a good boy~" I cooed and pulled the rod out.  I pushed the button twice to turn it off and put it away. I pulled out slowly and made sure that my seed didn't seep out of the condom. I pulled it off and threw it away. He pulled me closer and cuddled into me. 
I got the abandoned comb and slowly combed through his now messy hair. He purred at that and slowly leaned into me. "Go to sleep, Love. You need it~ I'm right here~" I whispered and put the comb away and lazily raked my fingers through his head. We both fell fast asleep in eachothers arms. 
Next up: Loki Laufeyson x Male Reader
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lazydoodlesandfanfic · 2 months
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TONY STARK/ IRONMAN MASTERLIST
*DISCLAIMER: SOME STORIES MAY BE TAGGED FOR WRONG DEMOGRAPHIC (ie, Not GN, male or fem) IF SO, PLEASE POLITELTY INFORM ME SO I CAN FIX IT
DAUGHTER!READER
Little Frida (Tony Stark X Daughter!Reader)
Fair Punishment (Tony Stark X Daughter!Reader)
Like You Were Never Gone (Tony Stark X Daughter!Reader) *TW
Bitten (Tony Stark X Daughter!Reader) Pt 1/ Pt 2
Should Have Been A Dad (Tony Stark X Daughter!Reader)
Accidentally Coming Out (Tony Stark X Daughter!Reader)
Bella Ciao (Tony Stark X Daughter!Reader)
Left Behind (Tony Stark X Daughter!Reader)
Not All Gone (Tony Stark X Daughter!Reader)
Never There (Tony Stark X Daughter!Reader)
I'm Here Now (Tony Stark X Daughter!Reader) Pt 2
Your Daughter (Tony Stark X Daughter!Reader) Pt 1/ Pt 2
Do We Have A Deal? (Tony Stark X Daughter!Reader) *TW
More Than An Intern (Tony Stark X Daughter!Reader)
Second Best (Tony Stark X Rogers!Daughter!Reader) Pt 2
Squeeze (Tony Stark X Daughter!Reader)*TW
Dip (Tony Stark X Daughter!Reader)
Session (Tony Stark X Daughter!Reader) *TW
Home High (Tony Stark X Daughter!Reader)
Needing Dad's Assurance (Tony Stark X Daughter!Reader)
Feeling Loved Again (Tony Stark X Daughter!Reader)
Five Days (Tony Stark X Daughter!Reader) *TW
Parental Advice (Tony Stark X Daughter!Reader) Pt 1/ Pt 2
New Enviroment (Tony Stark X Daughter!Reader)
Caring Father (Tony Stark X Daughter!Reader)
Girlfriend? (Tony Stark X Daughter!Reader)
Hiding Hickies (Tony Stark X Daughter!Reader)
TEEN/NEUTRAL!READER
More Like Pepper (Tony Stark X Teen!Child!Reader)
Supporting Dad (Tony Stark X Kid!Reader)
Stubborn Like Me (Tony Stark X Teen!Reader)
Too Much (Tony Stark X Teen!Reader)
Growing Prodigy (Tony Stark X Fem!Teen!Reader) Pt 1/ Pt 2
Homework Struggles (Tony Stark X Fem!Teen!Reader)
SON!READER
Taking The Lead (Tony Stark X Son!Reader)
Looking For Advice (Tony Stark X Son!Reader)
Biggest Loss On The Battlefield (Tony Stark X Son!Reader)
Science Fair (Tony Stark X Son!Reader)
NETURAL READER
Not Combatible (Tony Stark X Asexual!Reader)
Pressing Pause (Tony Stark X Reader)
Set Up Plan (Tony Stark X Reader)
You're Perfect (Tony Stark X Curvy!Reader)
FEM!READER
Shared Feelings (Tony Stark X Fem!Reader)
A Little Protective (Tony Stark X Fem!Reader)
Moving On (Tony Stark X Fem!Reader)
On The Off Chance (Tony Stark X Fem!Reader)
Pressure Due To Age (Tony Stark X Fem!Reader)
Tony's Hacker (Tony Stark X Fem!Reader)
Nightmares (Tony Stark X Fem!Reader)
He's Younger (Tony Stark X Fem!Reader)
Arc Reactor (Tony Stark X Wife!Reader)
WOULD INCLUDES
Having Your First Time With Tony Stark Would Include...
Being Pepper' Adopted Daughter and Tony Adopting You Would Include...
Being Tony Stark's Adopted Daughter Would Include...
SIBLING!READER
A Little Talk (Tony Stark X Brother!Reader) Pt 1/ Pt 2
Unfinished Business (Tony Stark X Brother!Reader)
OTHER
Good Girl (Tony Stark)
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animealways · 10 months
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tony and his child
tony: i recently found out mickey mouse has a kid
y/n with a major voice crack: wHaT?!
tony: you didn't know this?
y/n: nO!
tony: wait i need to look up the name as well its so funny
y/n: oH mAh gAd this is just as bad when i found out hello kitty has a boyfriend
tony now with a major voice crack: hElLo KiTtY hAs A bOyFrIeNd?!?
y/n: hello kitty has a boyfriend!
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supercap2319 · 4 months
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"Kid! What hell the are you doing?! Why are you walking around naked?" Tony asked, covering his eyes with the morning paper, being mindful not to spill his cup of coffee.
Y/N turns to him, donut in his mouth as he bites the top of it and chews. "That is such an exaggeration. Did you not see my watermelon socks?"
"You don't have watermelon socks. F.R.I.D.A.Y. does all laundry and you don't have anything like that."
"They're Peter's. Even says 'Property of Peter B. Parker.'" Y/N said.
"Why would you take them and why are you naked?!" Tony demands.
"Because I think these socks are cute, and I like them. And you act like you've never had naked men in your tower before."
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✨Marvel characters with a civilian S/O✨
Peter
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-Very hesitant to tell you that he’s spiderman
-The last thing he wants for you is to get wrapped up in dangerous situations
-Doesn’t go on fancy dates much because he always feels bad when he has to run away to the bathroom and change into his spidey suit
-Probably texts you a shitty excuse like ‘my grandma just choked on her dentures and is in the hospital, gotta go’ 
-If your a big fan of spiderman and talk to Peter about how cool Spiderman is  it he’ll just stand there nervously chuckling with a bright red face
-He’s willing to keep it a secret as long as he can
Bruce
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-He adores you 
-The first thing he tells you is that he is the hulk
-He doesn’t want any surprises if he gets angry in your presence 
-Is a bit afraid of physical affection but he loves you so he makes due
-A bit afraid of hulk coming out in a heated moment
-Will protect you with his life and do everything and anything for you
Thor
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-Big soft cuddly thunder god <3
-Will suffocate you with love
-A bit lax when it comes to keeping you safe 
-But it doesn’t mean he doesn’t care for you!
-He’s just…lazy?
Tony
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-He spoils you
-Will probably make you some sort of suit to protect you 
-Sugar daddy??
-Will love you forever and buy you anything and everything
-If you happen to glance at something in a store it’s yours in a matter of minutes
-Even if you tell him to stop paying for you he wont listen
-But he will be more discreet about buying
-A little paranoid in the beginning about you not having powers to protect yourself
-But he’s a lot better now
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roxineedstosleep · 2 years
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Hello, how are you? Can I get some yandere tony stark x reader that LOVES fictional characters?
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(Tony, looking with death eyes to you favorite character's poster that you care religiously)
Tony, to the poster: That Bitch
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Anthony Edward Stark is many things.
Sexy, philanthropist, genius, gifted, Co-CEO of his own company, hero, good boyfriend, lover of his beautiful partner, good catch… and maybe a little jealous.
Just a little bit.
Well, he's a catch, basically it's IMPOSSIBLE for anyone not to want him around. He's a complete package!
But, even though he knows he's a wonderful person and a more than suitable suitor, Tony is completely loyal to his partner.
How could he not be?
His precious light, the reason for his life, the motivation for his mornings.
He adores his beautiful and precious special someone. Impossible for him to think of anyone else when he has the most fantastic, loving, loyal, loyal, sexy, intelligent, adorable and sincere person in front of him.
Meeting this person at that coffee shop meeting downtown was one of the best things that ever happened in his life. Meet them, start chatting, buy them all the coffee in the shop, start checking them out on camera, start flirting with them, start courting them….
God, every moment was wonderful and even more so when his darling started dating romantically.
That day she felt that every cell of her being began to dance and rejuvenate with every smile and every look of affection and love that her beloved gave her.
In other words, his sweetheart has set the bar pretty high by Tony's standards.
Did he already mention that he LOVES WITH ALL HIS SOUL his favourite person in the universe?
So.
When Tony notices that his special person, the light of his soul, is a fan of all those series, movies, anime, and cartoons; he doesn't shy away from encouraging those hobbies.
Who was he to deny it?
He himself had his own hobbies and finds that kind of love for something completely normal. And best of all, it makes his beloved happy.
Isn't that the best thing?
If he can cater to his special someone with everything that makes them happy, wouldn't that make him the provider of their smiles?
So Tony starts doing just that.
He starts buying him merchandise from his favourite shows, he buys him VIP tickets on opening day to his favourite movies, themed clothing, special Comicon tickets, VIP dressing room tickets on the shooting days of some shows, he always has contacts to get his loved one to all the meet and greets they want.
As he has his own laboratory for his constructions and research moments, Tony made his beloved his own room for him to fully enjoy his hobby.
A beautiful room, with a big movie screen on one of the walls, full of posters and large windows with beautiful themed curtains. It has some lovely little tables and chairs to put all the snacks that the mini fridge has to offer when reading comics or watching anime.
It is a paradise for any fan of fictional content.
But Tony has a small problem…
A tiny, teeny, weenie, bitty one…
And that is that, on rare occasions, his precious beloved has… a Crush with some of the characters of their favourite series and comics.
He won't deny it, there are characters that are completely attractive, either in body or mind. Others, no matter how weird they are, have something that makes it impossible to get them out of your head and you can't help but get attached to them.
After all, he and his beloved have shared favourite characters on more than one occasion.
But, in these moments, when he sees the light of his life… so passionately watching videos about just one character.
He is not happy.
Not so long ago, his darling started to have a rather prolonged crush on a character from the latest fashion series. It started with some posters, video edits on his phone… dolls and a few other commissions on Fanarts.
Now, he sees how his beloved is unwrapping his latest purchase.
He wants to destroy that fucking package with his laser beam from his suit.
He could see, how his partner, the light of his soul, his reason to stay alive, wearing a fucking King size blanket; that has the face of THAT FUCKING CHARACTER on it.
Oh God.
It wasn't even like the blanket stayed in that room… no.
It was everywhere, in the living room of their shared flat, in the kitchen, in the lab… and even in THEIR SHARED ROOM TOGETHER.
So, if the blanket disappeared after a little incident of suspicious bedbugs… you can do nothing but hug your loved one until you feel better.
"Oh my, my love. Do not worry, it was for the best, that blanket could have been dissmissed in the Dry Clean Center"
He takes him in his arms and keeps giving him cuddles and kisses until he stops feeling sad about the loss of that stupid blanket.
"You don't know how sorry I am love, when I sent everything out to get the bed bugs out, I asked them to burn everything that was too infested with bed bugs. Looks like your blanket and a few other stuffed animals were that lucky."
But, he wasn't worry at all.
That fucking blanket.
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ace-of-gay · 2 years
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Can you do another tony x little reader fic where the reader is sick?
Thanks
Warm outside, sick bubbas
Daddy tony stark x little regressed reader
Warnings: age regression, mentions of sippy cups, pacis, stuffies, being picked up, names like daddy, bub, dove, petal, uhbuh, etc., vomiting.
Pronouns used: none, suitable for all
No implications to race mentioned, suitable for all
1,247 words
Edited to the best of my ability
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Summer set in quick and you just weren’t ready, constantly having stayed inside whether or not you were regressed or not didn't help how you hoped, the heat getting to your head bearing everything unbelievably boring and numbingly warm.
Hanging out in the workshop was a slight calm to the storm brewing upon you.
Everyone could see you were out of it and fighting regressing for the sake of just wanting to be okay.
You had started making your way to the lab where tony was preoccupied with a mission setup, when you passed by Steve in the kitchen talking to Bucky, looking over at his shoulder to see you grumpy and uncomfortable
"Hey bub where you headed off to?"
All he got back was a grumble in return
Following behind you after dismissing the conversation with Bucky.
he was genuinely worried knowing you get grouchy when you don't regress and that tony was reluctantly preoccupied for the next couple hours he decided he would step in.
" i know he’s busy right now and that’s the last thing you want to hear but would you like to go for a walk to help ease your mind while you wait?"
Stopping and looking back you really didn't feel amazing but that didn't mean you would pass up fun time with uhbuh Steve, you nod and he takes your hand shooting a quick message to stark to let him know where you’re gonna be.
Steve and you leave the tower walking in the morning sun, it wasn't beating down just yet but that didn't stop him from packing extra water in your small backpack.
Eventually you find a little shop with fun and captivating knickknacks and trinkets galore, looking at toys and coloring books with a few items put in your basket including matching rings that would be wonderful as an unannounced gift for tony, Steve had bought you stickers, a new coloring book and markers.
He noticed you were getting tired and figured it’d me good to get you back to the tower, thinking stark should be done soon. And so your adventure embarked hand in slack hand.
The walk was exhausting and you were starting to feel unwell, you were sluggish and flushed, really not into much movement. even after drinking plenty of water, taking a break in a cool shaded area you still seemed really out of it so he decided no better option to carry you piggy back style back to the tower the remaining blocks.
By the time you got back to the tower you were very flush and dazed still fighting regression Steve took you straight to where he knew tony would be.
The moment you and Stevie got through the door you reached out to tony just wanting him to hold you, maybe he could make the neusea and pounding in your head go away, maybe he could make your chest feel less tight and stuffy.
"Oh kiddo what’s goin on? What happened?"
He questions as he takes you into his arms, taking the bag with a thank you as well.
You don’t respond, just dropping your head to his shoulder, finally finding a bit of peace in his hold, "C’mon petal you’ve gotta let me know or doctor daddy will prescribe tickles"
Not even pulling a giggle out of you, you must not be feeling well.
"You feeling ick petal?"
You nod against his shoulder burrowing your head into the crook of his neck practically asleep at this point.
He takes you to your shared room and making sure the air conditioning is on, a vomit bucket next to your side of the bed and he has you curled up in his arms
"Did you have fun with uhbuh steve?"
You look up from your hands with a grin, nodding, reaching out for the bag.
He hands it to you letting you show him what you got, pulling out the box with the matching rings and handing them to him, putting the rest of the stuff in the bag on the floor and curling up under the blanket on your side.
"Ohh look at these bub these are wonderful, we'll look at them even more when you’re feeling better" he states, pulling you up to cuddle into his side, my love you must really not be feeling well, you feel extra warm to the touch. You nod into his chest, your head feeling stuffed and dull, like someone is trying to open your skull like a geode, a throbbing spinning pain that all you wish to do is ignore it, the sound of the show on the tv too invasive and the feeling of the heat against you skin burning under a fresh layer of cool from the air conditioner.
Your daddy’s left hand holding you close and his right rubbing patterns between your shoulders lulling you into a dreamless sleep.
A sleep that lasted but 45 minutes, before your stomach turned and lurched in a matter of seconds, your eyes barely open when you reach out for the vomit bucket, retching until your stomach deems that it is done expelling bile. Tony brushing the stray hairs and sweat from your forehead and rubbing your back, when you stop he takes the bucket to the bathroom emptying it, returning it to its place and grabbing a cold sippy of water from the mini fridge in the room.
"Oh my dove you’re okay, I’ve got you" tears falling down your heated cheeks cooling valleys into your delicate skin.
"Dun ike it, ake it stop" you whine out latching onto your daddy sobbing into his chest, all he can do is hold you as he feels useless not being able to make you feel better.
After a few minutes you finally calm down pulling away letting him ease you to drinking the water and letting you settle in his arms listening to his arc reactor send pulses through itself. Taking the sippy and setting it aside, he wipes your tears away kissing your forehead and giving you your paci, soothing you back to sleep, your mind and body encased in the feeling of his chest rising and falling.
In all honesty not only did things like this help you when you’re little but they also help him catch up on well needed sleep.
You wake to your daddy fully asleep arms tightly wrapped around your waist, a strike of peace you rarely see on his face. Wriggling out of his hold you grab the stickers and colors from the bag and your comfort stuffy from the bed, going over to the mat on the floor with all your little stuff, a small coffee table the perfect height to sit on the floor and reach to color and play with the stickers, decorating the table along with your journal, your stuffy watching you make chaos without realizing your daddy sat up watching you have a blast undisturbed giggles and coos of joy.
Your stuffy falls over and your daddy pucks you up setting you on his hip and dancing you around, "looks like my baby feels better hm? You nod in agreement.
The rest of your day continues as if you were never sick, maybe it was the heat, maybe it had been how long it was since you were little, or possibly even how much you missed your daddy but alas you feel much better and that’s all that matters.
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gatorbites-imagines · 2 years
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What about this?
Chris Evans or Steve Rogers or Tony Stark x teen trans male reader
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Sorry if you see any mistake, My mother language is spanish jeje💕
Tony Stark x ftm teen reader
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 This is obviously platonic, because the reader is a minor.
-          You met because you got an internship at Stark industries.
-          It was through a competition made after yet another almost world ending fight happened, in hopes of lifting people’s spirits, which is why teens were allowed when normally they weren’t.
-          You and your good friend peter went in, passed, and were added to a group of other teams who passed, where you would come in a few times a week to work on projects which you would then present to a board, or Tony Stark himself for consideration.
  -          You decided to make something that would assist trans people, which caught Tonys attention when he was passing through the lab as he did at times.
-          As time passed and other people were removed from the team for breaking rules and alike, it ended up only being you and Peter. And as you were both close to Tony, he moved you into his personal lab.
-          Peter and you would spend a lot of time in the lab, though you were there more than your friend since he was out being spiderman, so you got to bond a lot more with Tony.
-          He would pull you aside to assist him with whatever project he was doing and get your input.
  -          You would work together for hours, and in doing so you forgot to take off your binder at the needed time, causing you to pass out at some point.
-          Tony freaked out and got FRIDAYs help to figure out what was wrong.
-          When he found out it was because of your binding, he sat you down and had a conversation about staying safe and taking care of yourself.
-          He let you know he wouldn’t see you differently for not binding, and that you were a guy no matter what, and that he just wanted you to stay safe and not press your body further than it needed to be pushed.
  -          Tony has Stark industries look into the lgbtq and what they could do to assist them. He also has them work on making things like hormone treatment more affordable.
-          He makes an organization to help lgbtq and lgbtq youth who didn’t have a safe homelife or just needed help.
-          He named the organization after you either using the nickname hed have given you, or your initials.
-          Tony would definitely show up to pride in the ironman suit, with the colours changed to reflect on his own sexuality.
-          Tony gets you top or bottom surgery as a birthday gift if that’s what you want to get.
-          Hes very proud of you for being who you are, and will tear down anyone who tries to shit on transgender people using the silver tongue he has gained over the past many years.
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magickhajiit · 1 year
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Sokovia and Spiders - Chapter 5
The bruising has faded to a murky yellow when he wakes up the next morning. The burns are still raw but white spots don’t dance across his vision when he moves his arm anymore. Small mercies. Fortunately, he’s not due in work for a couple of days, his co-workers are surely bored of hearing about him tumbling downstairs and running into open cupboard doors.  
A full week passes before he patrols next, partially because he was waiting for his injuries to heal and partially because calls for Spiderman’s arrest hadn’t quietened yet. It’s a strange feeling being public enemy number one again, it had been a couple of years. Swinging through New York’s streets even though his spidey sense stays quiet, he’s still half expecting Ms Marvel or Ironman to be hiding around each corner he turns.  
But the night stays calm. Or at least it does until a bullet wizzes past, flying so close that Peter’s not sure if it was meant to kill him or get his undivided attention. It worked if it was meant to do the latter. Spinning around, he sees a figure clad in red and black leather jump down to the street. A resounding crunch makes Peter wince as the other man lands like a sack of potatoes. He nearly loses his lunch when the figure stands up, one blood sodden bone poking out. It’s made worse when the man pauses it shove it back in place, before finally speaking, ‘’My name is Wade Wilson aka Deadpool aka The Merc with a mouth aka This Guy’s worst nightmare.’’ 
‘’Can I help you with something Mr Wilson’’ Peter knows the name Deadpool well despite, never previously having met him. He was a gun for hire, a certifiable lunatic, and a long time thorn in the side of the X-men. If the rumours about him prove to be true, Spiderman is in serious trouble. 
‘’Weird... How does he know my name? Word must be getting around about me.’’ 
‘’You're talking out loud.’’ 
‘’I am?’’ 
‘’Errr yes.’’ 
‘’Sorry I was meant to be breaking the fourth wall. I'll have to get that looked at.’’ He looks genuinely puzzled, at least as far as Peter can tell behind the red leather mask.  ‘’Anyhow, now the Superhuman Registration Act has been passed all heroes, vigilantes and generally any guy who can glow or shoot lasers out of their nipples needs to sign up with the ol’ United States Government or people like me are going to bring them to justice. That’s right readers I’m now working for the man. Or at least I will be as soon as I bring in this renegade.’’  
Without further ado he strikes. One hand rises to grab a blade before he slashes down, right as Peter makes his own move. Dropping to one knee he rolls forward, his shoulder digging painfully into the gravel before he leaps to his feet again. The metal continues streamlining through the air in a perfect arch, cutting through the air where Peter’s head had been thirty seconds earlier. ‘’They told me you had good reflexes, which is just great. I like a challenge.’’ 
His Spidey sense is blaring like a car alarm, loud and obnoxious as he stares at the man in front of him, half aware of the warmth sluggishly running down the side of his face. Numbly he reaches up, feeling where his mask has been ripped by his ear, his fingers come away crimson.  
‘’Alright, you’re a white male, around five foot seven. Is that a bit of brunette hair I see.‘’ He’s lowered his blade as he rattles on and Peter suddenly feel like he’s a mouse being played with by a cat. It’s a distressing thought that blocks out the realisation that a stone cold killer knows more about Spiderman’s identity in two minutes than all of New York has learnt in three years. ‘’I’ll have to put all of that into the system when I bring you in.’’ Whilst no one is trying to lob his head off Peter takes a moment to look over the weapon, still poised between them but having been lowered till it skims the floor. Shining dimly in the night it looks like something out of a movie, his stomach sinks when he notices his blood coating the tip. ‘’Can I ask how old are you?’’  
That question snaps him out of his panicked haze. ‘’None of your goddamn business.’’ 
‘’Have you not been listening this entire time, Spideyboy? This is my business. In fact, it’s my entire job. I guess it doesn’t matter. I’ll find out who you are as soon as I unmask you. ’’ 
‘’Unmask me? You- You just tried to kill me.’’ 
 ‘’Technically all I really did was nick your ear. But lethal force is allowed so long as the men in black suits or the media never find out.’’ Once again Deadpool swings, moving as Peter ducks out of range. Only this time there’s no let-up, the blade swings up and down like Deadpool’s dicing onions. Peter winces as he lands on his feet and left arm, suddenly remembering the pulled muscle not yet fixed from his fight with Ironman. He’s forced to move again before he can dwell on it.  
Since Deadpool has abandoned conversation, the night is quiet, at least for New York. The whistle of swords swinging through the air is half drowned out by the hum of faraway traffic and Peter’s own ragged breathing. Each move he makes is a resulting mixture of fast reflexes and his spidey sense, with no time for strategic planning. Automatically he throws out a web, once there’s a metres width between him and his assailant, when he feels it connect to the nearby lamp post he yanks hard. 
As his feet lift off the ground, Peter can see a flash of red out of the corner of his eye. Before two small knives skim past, the first hacks into his hip, tearing into soft tissue. Whilst the other flies past, slicing through the web like a knife through butter.  
The remaining web drifts to the ground. Peter falls too, but his landing is less delicate as he tumbles out of the air. Bracing for impact, he can feel his lip burst as he hits the floor, leaving a metallic taste in his mouth. A shadow is cast over he as he struggles to get air back into his bruised lungs. Groaning he looks up, only to see a red mask and white eyes staring back. ‘Well that was extremely embarrassing. For you I mean, not me.’’ 
‘’Wait if you wanted it bring me in shouldn’t I be given a chance to surrender.’’ 
‘’Oh shit. I totally forgot that part. Ok Spiderman do you take the US Government as your lawfully wedded. Wait. Sorry wrong lines. I’m getting married this weekend you see. Spiderman I’m placing you under arrest for breaching The Superhuman Registration Act. You have the right to remain silent. Everything you say... Yada, Yada, you get the gist. I’m going to need you to stand up with your arms out. Do you accept this arrest?’’ 
‘’Yeah.’’ Peter breaths out as he gingerly rises to his feet, one arm is held out whilst the other is clamped tightly on his thigh, blood leaking through his fingers.  
‘’Wow that was easy. And I’m going to allow you to do that, just because I can imagine the bounty is higher when the captive hasn’t bled out.’’ Deadpool’s tone has turned conversational, almost cheerful, like he’s discussing a bout of sunny weather. When he reaches behind him Peter flinches, expecting a knife to be jutting out of his ribs any second. Catching sight of that Deadpool raises his arms placatingly ‘’Just reaching into my fanny pack. No need to be so jumpy.’’ Only then does Peter notice he does indeed have a fanny pack, tied around his waist. Digging through it he turns his back, away from Peter.  Anticipation grips his muscles as Peter lowers his good arm, blindly feeling for the web shooters on his other wrist. Finding them, he pushes a fresh web canister into place, wincing at the clinking sound it makes.  
His arms are back in place by the time, Deadpool turns around again clutching a pair of high-tech cuffs. ‘’Wait you said there’s a bounty for me?’’ 
‘’Yep. Stark has personally offered money to whoever can bring you in. And let me tell you it’s a lot. I mean you fought off two avengers. You’re going to make me a very happy man tonight. That sounded a little weird. Especially whilst I’m holding the cuffs...’’ 
Bracing his feet apart he watches each step the mercenary takes, ‘’What are they planning on doing to me exactly?’’  
‘’Minister Fantastic himself has cooked up a prison for guys like you. It’s in the negative zone, which is by the way the shittiest place you can go. Don’t tell anyone I told you though. They’re still being very hush hush about it. I guess the writer wanted the readers to be shocked by the reveal or something.’’ 
Deadpool is nearly in place, he’s so close that Peter doesn’t even bother to pay attention to whatever non-sense he’s saying when he replies, ‘’Writer?’’ 
‘’You wouldn’t understand.’’  
‘’I guess I wouldn’t.’’ Without warning he launches himself toward the other man, leaping into the air and twisting. He bends as his feet meet the chest plate of Deadpool’s suit. With everything he has he pushes, his leg screaming as the muscles under the open wound strain. He flips himself into a graceful crouch whilst Deadpool lurches backward, sprawling out onto the road. In the background he can hear Deadpool swearing to himself. 
With no hesitation Peter starts to scale up the nearest wall to escape, déjà vu hitting him as he realises this was the second time in a week he’d run with his tail between his legs. A sigh of relief escapes when he reaches the rooftop without anymore blades or bullets flying. Flicking the button on his wrist, he cries out as the polyester hits the wound. It’s not what a doctor who wanted to keep their licence would suggest but at least he wouldn’t be trailing blood, for a murderous Gretal. 
He sets off into a sprint, once the wounds fully covered in the makeshift bandage. Leaping off the roof into the next alley, ice cold air whips past his face as he swings. He keeps it up for three blocks, swinging roof to roof. Eventually, he stops, crumpling down beside a grimy chimney. His chest heaves with each breath, blood and adrenaline coursing through his body as his heart threatens to beat out of his chest. 
There’s bitter metallic tang lingering in his mouth but the blood dripping from his ear finally stopped. Resting his head against the wall, his eyes drop closed. 
‘’Suprise.’’ Before he can move Peter’s head is smacked back into the wall, his vision fades to black before a hand roughly slaps him back to full consciousness. ‘’Did you really think I’d just let you get away like that. ‘’ Scrunching up the back of his mask, Deadpool yanks his head up. ‘’At the start this wasn’t anything personal. Just business. Now it’s personal.’’ As he talks blood saturated fingers dip below his chin, and struggle to grasp at the edge of Peter’s mask.  
Faintly Peter thinks he hears a clang in the distance. But Deadpool pulling his mask above his chin distracts him. Frantically, he manages to get one arm up, scratching at the offending hand but it’s quickly subdued, before being crushed to the floor by Deadpool’s boot, his web shooters contort before they pierce his skin. The world around him spins, the mercenary’s hold the only thing keeping him upright. Cold air rushes into his lungs as the mask is pulled above his nose. Deadpool suddenly pauses like he’s waiting to give a big reveal, ‘’Finally, the world gets to meet Spiderman.’’ 
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Would you be willing to write a mob boss AU? where Mob Boss Tony has a somewhat younger bf and is really protective over him? maybe his bf comes in during negotiations with another gang/mob and sits on his lap just to cuddle Tony? and Tony is like, I dare you to say something, to the other mob.
Tony X Male reader
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Tony Stark, mob boss of the Avengers, and you had been dating for well over a year now. Anyone could see that you did wonders on that man. Ever since he met you he had learnt better manners and wasn’t as harsh as before. He loved you very much and so did his gang. You were very special to them, not only because you were their boss’ lover, but also because you took care of each and every one of them. Though, sometimes being his lover took it’s toll on you. You were often involved when things got tough and his enemies always used you against him and he would always be angry at himself. Sometimes you wondered if it was a good idea, your relationship. But despite that you could never leave him.
Today was one of the days where he would be meeting up with another mob. Though Tony never minded telling you about his work affairs, you didn’t ask too much about the details. 
They stopped talking as you walked into the room, Tony raising his brows as you usually stayed away during the meetings. You just tilted your head innocently and walked up to him. Your (H/C) hair fell in front your eyes but you didn’t mind, instead choosing to put a hand on his shoulder and climbing onto his lap. You kissed his cheek before wrapping your arms around his neck and laying your head on his shoulder. He was quite amused, to say the least. The room was filled with murmurs and a few sounds of surprise. The leader of the other mob opened his mouth to say something but before he could, Tony pointed him with a sharp look and tapped the desk three times. The other man immediately closed his mouth but still shifted his look between the two of you. Tony put a hand on the small of your back and smiled to the other gang.
``Now, back to business.``
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Hello, thanks for the request. I did see that you asked the same thing to another writer but I decided to try it out for myself too. Hope you liked it. I changed my writing style, what do you guys think?
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"You left me.".
Part Four.
The three had arrived at the school, Stan being overly anxious, fidgeting with his hands and scratching his neck.
"Calm down, we're here.". Beverly says, taking his hand to comfort him, looking him in the eyes.
"T-Thanks syd.". He says, smiling awkwardly at his friend.
Beverly let go of him, still smiling at him, before taking Dina's hand to hold.
That made Stan smile, they were happy, and that was good.
The three walked into their school, a very exclusive school in the town.
You could either come there if you had money or if you were a mad genius, and Stan was there because of his intelligence.
When he came to the school, he hadn't met his father yet, and he was in a bad home situation with another adoptive father.
But after a long time, he finally found a good home, where he was happy.
At least happier than at the other households where he had been adopted.
Walking into the gym, Stan spotted someone he wished he would never see again.
Along with an old friend that Stan had missed very much.
Walking over to the two, Stan had gotten visibly more anxious.
"Stan, I missed you.". Boris says, his accent come out.
But Stan didn't answer, arms crossed looking down at the floor.
"Stan.?." Boris ask, putting an arm on Stan's shoulder, making Stan look up, eyes full of tears.
"What if I say I didn't miss you, you broke me.".
"You knew of my home situation, and that I felt weak.".
"And you took advantage to that.". Stan says, more tears threatening to spill out.
Stan turned around, before starting to run away, run far away from everything so he won't ever get hurt like that again.
When he far enough, he spatial jumped on an roof, legs dangling off the edge, putting in his earphones.
Stan leaned his elbows on his knees, and his head in the palms of his hands, staring at the city.
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An hand on his shoulder made him rip out his earphones and look to his left, where Five stood.
"I'm sorry for the scene I made back there, and that I didn't greet you.".
"I'm an horrible friend.". Stan says, seeing Five sit down next to him, a soft smile on his lips.
"No, it's okay, it was weird for us to show up like that.".
"I didn't know he hurt you like that, I'm sorry.". Five says, slipping his hand in Stanley's.
"I feel like an idiot, everyone hates me.". Stan says, his right hand in his hair, more tears that he been holding inside flowing out.
Stan laid his head on Five's shoulder, and Five let go of their hands to put his arm around the others waist, holding Stanley's other hand.
Five leaned his head on Stan's, both boys admiring the view.
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squippy360 · 2 years
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Tony Stark + JARVIS x Femboy!Male reader
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cw:(smut, voyeurism, robot sex, praise, hot jarvis)
You got a call from Tony to meet him in his lab. You were confused at first but didn't really ask too much and quickly walked to his lab. 
"Tony? Is there something wrong?" You asked and entered his lab. He looked over at you and smiled. "Nope. Nothing at all. I just wanted you to test something out." He asked. You were now skeptical of him. "Is it going to hurt me?" You asked, following him as he went to a separate room. 
"Maybe just a bit. Depends." He said and pointed to the middle of the room. "Take your clothes off and stand eight there." He said. I blushed but he left the room. I could still see him from the other side of the glass as he sat down and began to fiddle with the keyboard that I presumed controlled the room. I took my clothes off and stood in the middle. 
"JARVIS will take good care of you. JARVIS!" Tony called out and 4 metal hands came out of the wall. They attached themselves to my wrists and my ankles. I tried to resist but they lifted me above the ground by a couple of feet. A helmet came down from the ceiling and attached to my head. 
"Tony?!" I called out, a bit scared now that I was vulnerable and couldn't see what was happening. "Relax, Sweetheart. He's not going to hurt you~" Tony cooed and I heard him press some buttons. 
"Hello, M/n. I am going to take care of you this evening." JARVIS said. The helmet turned on and I saw a virtual human JARVIS looking at me. I was speechless as I felt a very real hand caress the inside of my thigh. "W-What…" I whimpered out. The human JARVIS smiled. "Your heartbeat increased. Are you feeling aroused yet?" He purred in my left ear. I shivered and tried to close my legs. 
I felt him part my legs apart and his head dipped down. I gasped and squirmed when I felt something on my cock and started sucking me. I cried out and arched my back. More arms parted my legs and held me up. "W-What is this? Ah~ JARVIS~ Please~" I cried out. I flinched when the scenery around us changed and suddenly we were on a balcony, people walking below us. 
My head started getting fuzzy and 
I yelped when I felt him bite my thigh. "M/n, Please stop moving. Relax and let me take care of you~" JARVIS whispered. I gasped when wet fingers circled the rim of my ass. I covered my mouth when I saw the people below us look around, searching for the noise. 
"I-Is this real?" I stuttered out quietly. "Yes and No. This is VR. JARVIS is real but the people…well you can figure that out yourself." Tony said. I moaned when I felt a finger push into my hole. "G-Gentle…" I squeaked out. I felt the fingers curl and grazed my sweet spot. I gasped and clung to the railing. "J-JARVIS~ Please just hurry up with whatever you're doing~" I begged. "Patience, M/n." JARVIS said with a low voice that made me shiver.
I felt another hand start stroking my cock. My legs twitched and I relaxed into the arms that were holding me. "Good boy~ Such a good boy~ So obedient~" Jarvis whispered. "I-I…submit… " I whimpered as I felt his fingers pull out. "Good boy~" Jarvis growled in my left ear. I shivered when I felt something poking at my hole. "W-What's that?" I gasped and felt more lube being spread on my cock. 
"JARVIS~ I-Is that…?" I asked shyly and moaned when I felt him push in a dildo. "Yes, M/n. It is indeed a dildo." JARVIS murmured to me and began to pump it in and out of me. I moaned and squirmed against the arms. "Relax, M/n~ You're doing so good~" JARVIS praised. 
I cried out when I felt the tip brush against my prostate. The people below noticed and started taking pictures and videos. I felt so embarrassed but so horny at the same time. "JARVSI~ Please make me yours in front of everybody~ Show the whole world~" I begged and looked back at him. He smirked and jerked me off faster. "Good boy~ I will gladly~" JARVIS whispered to me and the scenery changed again.
We were now in front of billions of people who had TV cameras and phones recording us. I tried to hide myself but JARVIS made sure to show me off to everyone. "Mr. JARVIS! Mr. JARVIS!" News crew shouted. My eyes rolled  back as JARVIS went much faster, thrusting into me over and over again. I cried out and people's cameras turned to me. Pleasure tears rolled down my face and I couldn't help but cun from so many people watching me. "JARVIS!!!" I cried out and my body shook with excitement. 
The crowd cheered when JARVIS pulled me into a passionate kiss. I tried to hold onto him but I could move my body. The dildo went deeper and I couldn't see straight anymore. "JARVIS!!! I'm yours!!!" I cried out as my cock twitched in his hand. "I know, M/n~ You are mine~" He purred and let the dildo pound into me. My body went limp and I relaxed in his arms, letting his arms touch me more. 
"J-JARVIS!!!" I screamed and came in his hand again. I felt the dildo still inside me and a strange liquid started to pour into me. I threw my head back and my body spasmed from the intense feeling. The hologram shut off and the helmet was taken off and disappeared back into the ceiling. My hair was a mess and my face was all red. My pupils were dilated and my whole body was twitching.
JARVIS gently wiped me down thoroughly and set me on the floor, removing the arms and disappearing back into the walls. The dildo was taken out and also disappeared into the wall. "JARVIS, Sanitize everything." Tony ordered and came inside the room to help me up. He wrapped a blanket around me before carrying me back to his lab. He laid me down and helped me put my clothes back on. 
Next up: Jenson Ackles x Male reader
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lazydoodlesandfanfic · 7 months
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A Better Father (Loki X Stark!Son!Reader) *PARENTAL
Characters: Loki X Stark!Son!Reader
Universe: Marvel, Avengers
Warnings: Parental negligence, bad relationship with parent, mention of drugs and underage drinking
Request: could you do a tony x son!reader, in their live, tony was always cold to him (but eventually take him in with pepper) and then Peter Parker show up and take that away, Loki see him in reader (like with odin and how he treat Loki and Thor) and decide to adopt him, teach him magic, reader happy again 😊.
Notes: I wrote this and completely forgot it's meant to be male!reader until it came time to post- I think I've corrected it, but if you spot I've accidentally used the wrong pronouns please let me know so I can fix it. Thanks!
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“I’m going out!” You announced, already at the front door, pulling your shoes on and your jacket, before grabbing your bag, hand on the door handle before you got a response. 
“Where to?” Pepper asked, rounding the corner, arms crossed. 
“My friend is doing a school project and wants my help with it.” You excused yourself, being careful not to go into any details. 
“Do you need a ride?” She asked. 
“No, it’s okay, there’s a bus that takes me right outside their apartment. I don’t know how long I’ll be, since we have a lot to do, if it gets late I’ll call you to let you know I’m okay and I’ll stay over, is that okay?” You asked her. Pepper walked a little closer, her expression clearly troubled.
“I’ll have to ask your father…” She commented, and your shoulders slumped, you turning to face her. 
“You know he’s not going to care, Peps. In fact, I’m going to predict what he’s going to say, something along the lines of ‘yeah, yeah, whatever’.” You mimicked, Pepper frowning, knowing you were right. “I appreciate you actually trying to make up for him, I really do. It’s why I go to you instead of him for permission- because you actually care. Please don’t waste your breath. If he actually wants to know what his son is doing, he’ll do it himself.” You pointed out. 
“I know… he should be better, and I want him to be better for you… and I also know you’re lying to me.” She pointed out. You felt your heart drop into your ass, and you sighed. “I told Peter about one of your prior projects with friends, and he looked into it- wanting to see if he could help as well, but then found out that your friend doesn’t even exist.”
“Has he told Tony?” You asked. 
“No. He hasn’t. I made him promise to wait, told him I’d deal with it.” She explained. “Peter also cares about you, even if he doesn’t have much time to actually spend time with you.” She pointed out, and you just nodded. You’d accepted that even though Peter was Tony’s favourite despite not actually being his kid, when Peter got an idea od the dynamic between you and your father, he tried his hardest not to play into it or make it worst, though he often realised after events that he actually had and had not realised it. He always apologised for it, always tried to spend time with you in school, and on more than one occasion, he’d covered for you or even claimed something you did that your dad didn’t like was his idea, knowing Tony wouldn’t punish him and it would stop your relationship with your dad somehow getting worse. You appreciated him, he was like a brother in a way, and at this point, more like family than your dad, like how Pepper was more of a parent than Tony was, despite you not being related either. Same with Happy. Same with… 
“I’m sorry for lying to you. And Peter… I just…” You fumbled. 
“What’s going on, Y/N? Where are you going?” She asked, her voice soft and welcoming, a silent promise that no matter what, she wasn’t going to yell, turn on you, that she actually cares and just wants to be there for you. 
“I’ve been going to meet someone… not romantically or anything!” You told her quickly. “I’m not doing drugs or anything like that either.” 
“That’s good, so you’re being responsible with this person… why have you been hiding this person from us then?” She asked. You thought for a second on how to break the news, and in that time, Pepper started to pry a little more. “Are they… older?” She asked. You nodded. “So not a teenager? Out of school?” She asked, and you nodded again. “How old are they?” She asked, tilting her head. Another hard question, and you bit your lip, and sensing you weren’t confident answering, she changed her question. “What do you two do? It’s not illegal, so what’s so bad you have to hide it?” She asked. 
“He’s… mentoring me.” You told her. 
“Oh, so he’s like a professor? A teacher? What’s he teaching you?” She asked with a smile, seemingly suddenly relieved, getting the idea that you were getting one on one lessons for something you were interested in as a future career, and she was ready to support you from the jump. 
“Magic. He’s teaching me magic.” You admitted, which made Pepper’s eyebrows press together. “And not the cut a woman in half or pull a rabbit out of a hat kind of magic.” You clarified, and she had a moment of realisation. 
“I know two people who know magic. One is Strange, who your father gets along with and so learning from him wouldn’t be a problem, which means… Loki? You’re going to see Loki? He’s teaching you magic?” She asked, and you nodded. 
“Please don’t tell Tony! I promise, Loki’s been nothing but kind to me! When we’re not doing magic, we just read books together- or go on walks or stuff!” You explained. 
“What kind of magic?” She demanded. 
“How to teleport, how to create an illusion, today he’s teaching me a spell that translates both written and spoken languages!” You explained to her. “He said for a treat for my birthday he’s going to teach me a spell that lets me understand animals because apparently what they say is really funny and cute and he thinks I’ll like it.” You explained to her. She clearly wasn’t convinced, and you sighed. “We do other stuff to.” You told her. 
“Like what?” She asked. 
“You know when Tony’s in a bad mood or I do something he doesn’t like and we get into an argument and I go for a walk to cool off and don’t come back for hours? Loki walks with me. He makes sure I don’t do anything stupid… I feel so safe with him, that I feel comfortable and safe enough to actually cry.” You admitted. You watched Pepper’s concerned expression fall. You never cried- at least not at home. Not at school either, according to Peter. You didn’t cry in front of her, or Peter, or Happy, and sure as hell never in front of Tony, no matter what he said or did. “And he knows what I need when I cry. He hugs me, he just lets me cry, he doesn’t shush me or try to make me stop. If anything bad happens, I go to him first. Like when I went to that party last month and got wasted and realised I didn’t know how to get home- you and dad thought I left with a stranger and stayed with someone who I didn’t know and then came home when sober- instead I called Loki and he looked after me during the night, he rubbed my back when I threw up, hugged me and promised it was gonna be okay when I was crying, he made this really nice tea which instantly made my hangover go away, and promised if this ever happened again he’d do it all over again, and then he took me home when I felt well enough.” You admitted to her. 
“Where do you two hang out, usually?” She asked. 
“He has a little apartment, there’s probably a hefty amount of magic to make it so the other tenants can’t notice the door to it since it defies the floor plan of the entire building, but it’s so cozy, and warm and I have my own bedroom there- which is where I go whenever I have any ‘sleepovers’, though I do make him watch movies, especially bad ones.” You laughed. It felt so good to finally be able to talk about this- about everything you and Loki did, because time with Loki was your happy time. 
“Okay… I have two questions.” She said, and you nodded, gulping. “Why…Loki? If you wanted to learn magic, why not go to Strange, and why is Loki so willing and…” She didn’t say the word, but you knew what she wanted to say. Fatherly. 
“Because when he looks at me, he sees himself.” You admitted. “He told me himself… Loki didn’t have a good relationship either with his father. Thor's the golden child, Loki was the one pushed to the back, forgotten. He knows how it feels to be unwanted, to not be thought of by the person who is supposed to love you. He knows how it feels to want to be loved and no matter how hard you try, not getting it, because in your dad’s eyes, you’re not worth it. He sees me, and he sees his own childhood, and he hates that, so… he decided to do something about it.” You explained to her. “Loki… Loki’s like a dad to me. He certainly acts more like one than Tony.” You pointed out. Pepper looked devastated, but understood. “What was your other question?”
“Inevitably, Tony’s going to find out about this. I won’t tell him, I’ll feign ignorance, but Peter’s going to find out somehow, and you know that even if he wants to protect you, that boy can’t keep a secret to save his life, especially from Tony.” She pointed out. “What’s your game plan for when he finds out?” She asked. 
“I’ve already got that figured out.” You reassured her. “Loki set up the bedroom for me for the worst case scenario… I graduate next year. I’ll graduate, start going to college, and I’m going to move out and live with Loki- he might move his apartment to be closer to whatever college I want to go to. If he doesn’t know by then, I’ll tell him I just have a roommate and we know he’s not going to come and visit, and after college, I’ll just slowly drop contact, keep my distance, away from him, happy, learning magic, living my own life. I’ll come visit you and Peter and Happy, regular phone calls, if you need me, call me and I’ll be there… and if Tony finds out before then? I’ll go anyway. I’ll be okay, no matter what. Loki has my back.”
“...And so do I.” She added. You two stared at each other. You weren’t sure what she was thinking, what exactly she was going to do. Ban you from seeing Loki? Tell your father? Treat you like a criminal and monster even if you’ve done nothing wrong? Be locked away? Somehow become even more of an outcast? Lose the few people you actually consider family? Lose Loki? “I won’t keep you waiting. Keep me updated on what you’re doing, if you want to stay the night let me know, okay? I’ll tell Peter something that is easier to swallow and then we’ll tell him the full truth after you graduate. I’ll explain to Happy, maybe he can also help you… please just… don’t do anything stupid. Behave. No more secrets from me, okay?” She asked. 
“Okay. Thank you.” You told her, nodding with a grin. “I love you, I’ll see you tomorrow!” You told her, finally opening the door and dashing out. Pepper sighed, wondering what she was going to tell Peter to help keep in calm and not accidentally tell Tony, how she was going to get Happy to go along with this, how she’s going to look Tony in the eyes and feign ignorance, lie to his face about where his son is and who he's with. But then she remembered every time she could recall when she would come to Tony’s place and find you home alone when you were a young child, thinking it was normal, how you used to try to get his attention and him brush you off or even yell at you to go away and then slowly stop trying and instead go to her and Happy who actually cared. She remembered how utterly overjoyed you were when your dad actually came to your birthday after he was kidnapped, seeming to realise how precious life was and wanted to make up for lost time, and things were going well until Peter came into the picture, and he lost his way, his sole focus being Peter, you once again forgotten and neglected. Except this time you weren’t upset, just disappointed. You gave up on him, and instead adjusted, adapted, and found a new family. Pepper was your new mother, Peter was your brother, Happy your uncle, and Loki was your new, and much better father. You were making up for lost time with someone who actually cared and wanted you as a son. If Tony had a problem about it, he should have done something about it a long, long time ago.
You arrived at the apartment complex not long after leaving, heading up to the top floor, going to the door at the end of the hallway and letting yourself in. Loki peeked up from the book he was reading and smiled. “There you are, had me worried.” He joked. You sighed as you kicked your shoes off, dumping your bag on the floor and hanging up your coat. Your lack of an immediate response was weird for Loki, and he placed the book down, standing from the settee, and stepping closer to you. “What happened?” He asked softly, locking his hands behind himself. You turned to look at him finally. 
“Is it that obvious?” You asked, and he smiled sadly. “...Pepper knows. She’s covering for me, so I guess she’s okay with it, it’s just… what if Tony finds out and massively blows everything out of proportion?” You explained to him. 
“Well…” Loki crossed his arms, thinking. “Knowing you, your first thought is to run and start afresh.” He pointed out, and you nodded. “Or… I could talk to Thor. You and Pepper and him talk to the others, explain everything, we lay everything out, and then we tell your father. No secrets and being honest might work more in our favor than just upping and leaving, Y/N.” He pointed out. You squinted at him with suspicion. 
“Aren’t you supposed to be the God of Mischief and Lies?” You asked, making him crack a smile.
“I may be, but it means I also know when’s a good time to actually tell the truth, and I think this might be the time. Pepper knows, she has your back, Thor is, as you describe it, a loyal labrador and will be happy I’m behaving, those two alone can be the brains and the brawl to help keep the situation under control.” He reassured you. 
“Okay, if you think so… but can we do that tomorrow? I want to learn that spell so I can finally read your Asguardian books.” You begged, making him chuckle. 
“Of course we can, go make some tea, then we’ll start.”
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malexmalereader · 5 years
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Tony Stark x Male!Reader - Donut-Day
A/N: Request for @we-have-achieved-maximum-gay
This took me forever to write, mainly because I did that thing were I write half a sentence and then close the document again. It's a bit short, I apologize for that
TW: None!
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"Tony.", you call out from your comfortable spot on the floor, leaning against the wall.
Your boyfriend doesn't respond, too focused on his work.
You smile, eyeing him up and down.
"Hey, Tony.", you try again.
Tony just let's out a hum, apparently acknowledging your existence but not the fact that you are trying to strike up a conversation.
You didn't want to talk about anything serious, either. But Tony had been working on whatever since seven in the morning, barely taking any breaks to eat or relax.
His shoulders look tense.
You let your eyes roam around the room, your lips curling into a grin as you spot one last donut - you had eaten the other eleven all by yourself, and if you are being honest: it wasn't your proudest moment. But the donuts were good.
Too good for Tony to miss out on them.
You concentrate on the sugary goodness a few feet away from you, that was on display on a chair. If Tony had sat down today, he definitely would've taken a seat on the donuts without noticing.
But he didn't sit down. His concentration was almost impressive enough to make you not worry. But just almost.
You don't take your eyes of the donut as it stars to float slightly, rising up.
You furrow your eyebrows together and the donut hits Tony's cheek, falling off comedically slowly, leaving a mark of pink glazing on his face.
He stares at the donut that had fallen onto his table, then at his project. Then back at the donut.
He drags three fingers along his cheek to inspect the glazing.
The scene makes you chuckle - the short man has officially been thrown off his rhythm.
"So, are you going to eat it or do I have to force it down your throat?", you break the silence and Tony turns to you.
"Since when are you here?", He asks, scanning you up and down.
You groan as you get up, your body aching from sitting on the hard floor - turns out it wasn't as comfortable as you had thought.
"About two hours.", you state nonchalantly and Tony's eyebrows narrow together, his mouth slightly agape.
"You're kidding.", he replies.
"Not really. But I didn't say much either up until a minute ago.", you reassure him as you slowly slender over to him to wrap an arm around his waist, reaching out the other to make the donut fly back into your hand.
You let it float infront of his nose before Tony can close the space between your faces to kiss you.
"You have to eat something.", you say, smiling amusedly at Tony's confused expression.
"I already ate.", he states. You raise your eyebrows.
"Oh really? Is that so?", Tony nods at your words frantically and you not acknowledgingly in response, suspicion on your face.
"Jarvis.", you call out "When was the last time Tony ate?"
"Precisely 6:23A.M., his breakfast consisted of one black coffee and a slice of white bread."
"Thank you, Jarvis."
You raise your eyebrows again expectantly at your Boyfriend as he averts his eye, whistling the beginning of the national anthem.
You let out a weak chuckle.
"Tony, Baby, just one donut, alright? You can't miss out on these, I guarantee that.", you coo out, pouting slightly as the Donut still floats Infront of Tony's face.
He sighs, grabs it out of the air and takes a bite, muffling out a sentence through his kinda closed mouth.
"I'm getting extra cuddles for this.", It's barely audible. You scrunch up your nose at the view.
"Did you ever have proper eating manners or...?"
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supercap2319 · 4 months
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"Tony, I should feel awkward or embarrassed for seeing Ikaris walking around naked, but the truth is I'm not. Sure he might have given me a boner in my pajama pants, but I honestly thought I handled his nakedness pretty well." Y/N smiled.
Tony, who was currently scarfing on doughnuts, dropped his chocolate with sprinkles as he made a look of disgust. "What the hell, kid? Why are you always telling me about your sexual life?"
"Because it's fun watching you look so shocked."
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