#rdj is a gift

[cevansbaby-dove]

Kill me or kiss me

Pairing:Tony Stark X Reader.

Warnings:Smut, fingering. oral (F) nicknames (babygirl, daddy)

Summary: When you met Tony he seemed to be a playboy who thought he was the most important man in the world and damn that made you so pissed so you press his buttons.

You were new to the team and you were good with the members. But there was one who hated you now matter how sweet you were to him. his name was Tony Stark.

he ran the team even though you knew it was Steve who should have been the leader.

Walking out of your room in this skirt outfit you knew Tony was in the kitchen probably getting upset at Bruce for some dumb shit.

"Morning team" You said grabbing a cup right next to Tony. He looks at you and his eyes land on your waist that you knew it but you didn't want to acknowledge it.

"Good Morning Miss y/n" Tony said as you sipped on your coffee. "So what's on the agenda today?" You looked at Tony's eyes and he says. "oh just work in the lab for me and Bruce, Steve wanted to go out for the day he didn't say why"

You nod. "Alright so no bad guys to fight today?" Steve walks into the kitchen. "like you can fight in that outfit y/n"

You looked at Rogers with a big grin. "Sorry I can change"

You and Steve were like siblings and you adored him that way.

So many thought you and him dating but a few days ago you two told the team it wasn't true you and Steve were like brother and sister and they haven't seen you two the same way.

Tony says. "Well I should go talk later y/n" You look at him with a nod. he walks out and Steve says. "I'll see you soon" he kisses your head making you smile. "Alright Steve be safe" Bruce says. "you two are so cute! I swear"

Steve smirks and grabs his shield and then you drank the rest of your coffee then said. "I'm going to see how the city is"

You walked into the meeting room and watched the screens come to life as you moved the track pad around. 'okay let's see"

Meanwhile with Tony.

He walks around talking Bruce and says. "so this time jump would make time travel real?" Bruce nods. "as far as I know, yes" Tony nods looking at the screen but his mind was in a dark place after seeing you in that slutty outfit, who knows maybe you wore it just for him.

"Excuse me" Tony walked away asking FRIDAY if he knew where you were. "Miss Y/N is in the meeting room" "thank you"

Tony's mind raced just thinking of you in his control. He could see you on the desk with his cock sliding in and out of you he could practically hear you beg him to go harder on you.

Tony walked into the room and saw you looking at the laptop screen. "you know what I would want to do with you?"

You looked at him with a puzzled look on your face. "i'm sorry?" He walks over to you and says. “I want to wrap my hands around your throat, and choke you until the life in your eyes die down.”

You felt your clit clench around the air when he said that. “Oh....Kinky.”

You smirked. "Is that a promise?" You stood up slowly locking your eyes on his. "I uh...I mean...If you..Um.."

You walked closer to him. "Your such a bad guy for me but...I have wanted you for so long" You tilt your head looking into his eyes. "don't tell me you don't want me too Stark"

Tony could feel his cock harden with your sinful words whisperer in the air. "We shouldn't"

"You just said you wanted to choke me daddy" His breathing gets heavy hearing that name he was weak when girls called him that.

"You have a daddy kink? Hmm.." you run your hand up his chest. he grabs your hand and says. "Y/N.... please" You loved hearing him beg. "I saw the way you looked at me Daddy you want me hmm?" he grabs your waist pulling you into him making you moan feeling his harden cock through his pants.

You kiss him softly then he groans when your hands is stroking his cock. "Fuck y/n" he said in a low groan.

You kiss his neck and he says. "door.." "Locked"

"the cameras!" He was looking around and you look into his eyes. "tell me you want this please daddy, use your words" He gasps when your hand keep rubbing his cock through his pants. "fuck...yes..please babygirl I want...want thissss"

You kiss below his ear. "Sit!" Tony never knew you were a Dom but you knew it.

You watched him sit in the chair and you slowly takes your top off showing off your red lace pushup bra then you remove your skirt to show your red lace underwear.

This is the set.

"fuck babygirl you look...amazing" You smiled as you walked to him placing your hands on either side of the chair tony was in. "thank you daddy"

You sat on his lap slowly grinding on his clothed cock. "hmm daddy you feel good"

Tony let his head fall back as you kept grinding on him. "babygirl this is...torture pull it out please"

You smiled as he kisses your neck letting you unzip his pants and pulling his cock out. "hmmm looks so good"

"You want it babygirl hmm?" He teased you and you say. "what happened to choking me Daddy?" he reaches up to your neck wrapping his large hand around your neck he softly grips your neck as you keep building friction on his cock.

"I need you babygirl so fucking badly" You heard him say in your ear before he places a kiss on your neck he moves his free hand to your right breast gently rubbing it in his hand.

"Hmm fuck daddy that makes me" Your lungs close up when Tony tightens his grip on your neck. "Did I say you could speak my little cock thirsty girl?"

You gasp shaking your head. "no...daddy" he smiles. "that's much better baby" he let's go of your neck and says. "take your panties off NOW" he ordered.

You slip them off without getting off of him. "Good girl" he picks you up turning around laying you on the table then leaves kisses on your neck to your breast.

You moaned as he kept up his touching and frisking on your body that was making you want him inside of you. "daddy...I need you please"

He kisses your leg working his way to your clit. He smiles as he flicks his tongue on your clit. "shit!" You run your hands through his hair as he keeps tongue fucking you. "shit tony..."

Tony keeps up with what he was doing until you say. "fuck i'm close...hmmm" he smiles as he laps his tongue on your clit.

Tony uses his middle finger in your clit making you cum all over his mouth and man he got even more turned on.

Tony stands up looking down at you. "Fuck that was very good of my girl my good girl" You moaned at the praise he gave you.

"going to fill your pretty pussy with me you'd like that hmm?" You can only moan with his dirty words. "Answer me babygirl" "yes daddy yes please use me..fuck me"

Tony smiles lining his cock over your clit, he pushes into you slowly making both of you moan. Tony looks into your eyes. "God you feel so good babygirl"

Tony moves slowly in and out of you. "to..tony" Your eyes widen when you forgot to call him what he loved. Tony grips your neck once more. "that's not my name babygirl"

"d.....daddy...I'm...so...sorry" He rams into you at a brutal pace making your eyes roll in the back of your skull. "SHIT! Right there....daddy...don't stop...please..."

he smiles letting go of your neck. "You like it when I abuse your pussy hmm?" he kisses your neck as he keeps thrusting into you. "hmm yes daddy feels so good"

Tony felt close. "Fuck your so tight, daddy won't last...long" You moaned feeling close as well yet again. "Daddy gonna....let..go"

"Yea? you close to babygirl?" he brought his hand down to rub small circles on your clit making you come undone. "shit" You said feeling him let go into you. Tony is gasping for air as he leans over you. You look into his eyes. "was it bad?" Tony smiles at you placing a soft kiss to your lips. "No it was perfect thank you babygirl"

He pulls out and gets his cock back in his pants, he grabs your stuff and hands it to you. "do you think anyone will ask us?"

You hopped off the table putting your things back on. 'I don't think so" Tony walks up to you wrapping his arms around you. "Does this count as a confession?"

You giggled. "well um it's a bold way of telling me but I think it's a good love confession"

Tony kisses you taking your breath away then he pulls away. "See you later babygirl?"

You nod. "yes daddy" He winks and walks out of the meeting room leaving you breathless and needing him all over again.

Thank you for reading this one shot don't forget to send in your requests for more Tony!

tags:@nicoline1998enilocin @cutedisneygrl @angelbabyyy99 @ccbsrmsf1

#tony stark x reader #tony stark x y/n #tony stark x you #Tony Stark smut #tony stark one shot #robert downey jr #robertdowneyjr #robert downey jr x reader #rdj is a gift

[mischief-and-tea-by-the-sea]

Please consider calling it Starkbucks

#Robert Downey Jr. #RDJ #RDJ is a gift #Yule 2022 #Instagram

[soliloquent-stark]

me: lol imagine him just posing by a portrait of himself

@fohatic: say no more

—

okay but now i headcanon this as tony proudly showing off the oil painting steve did to his half a million instagram followers

#what a gift thank you #robert my beloved #tony my beloved #rdj #robert downey jr #tony stark

[airlocksandaviaries]

HAPPY FREAKIN' BIRTHDAY @cutesycadaver !!!!!!!!!!

Here's your ironbat birthday gift art request!!! Because you're my friend and this art prompt was too cute!!!!! I love them your honor. I hope you like it!! Have an amazing day today <333

#airlocks art #cutesycadaver #art request #art prompt #birthday gift #ironbat #iron man #batman #batman forever #tony stark #rdj #val kilmer

[sickmachete]

#rdj pointing at himself meme #in todays episode they visited a planet with natural bi flag atmosphere 🫶 the greatest gift of them all #literally the only thing i changed about this screenshot was adding text #watching star trek tos is truly an unparalleled experience #star trek #tos #txt #misc #bisexual #!!!!!!!!!!! #captain james t. kirk of the uss enterprise my beloved #anyways good morning everyone

[blackandwhlteaesthetlc]

Anywayssss

Can we talk about Oppenheimer??

That movie blew my mind in all the best ways.

I had to see it practically on my back because for some reason my friend and I opted to watch it in an IMAX dome. To say it was intense is an understatement 😅😅😅

But holy shit?? Oscar nominations for everyone in the cast!! Best Directing for Nolan, Best Editing, Adapted Screenplay, SOUND, the soundtrack!!

It was so much, I’m still processing it properly but what an achievement. So many complex emotions in watching, knowing the history and how terrifying we are as humans to create something so destructive.

Incredible. Just incredible. I need to see it again to be able to articulate my thoughts better but I loved it.

#oppenheimer #cillian murphy is such a GIFT #and emily blunt #and think this is my favorite performance of hers #rdj too #that cast is STACKED #christopher nolan

[extervus]

Oh yeah my friend bought me a "I'm the boss California" shirt and I'm literally like so happy about it

#shut up max #i got a lot of good gifts this year #Andi got me a shrimp tire cover #a friend made me gumbo (others could eat it too of course) and brought his dab set up #plus a bunch of other dope gifts from a lot of different people. including a very heartfelt letter from a friend #and a pair of handmade among us shorts from another friend #and Korean bbq on my birthday proper that was to fucking die for btw #and the spiderverse movie ⁉️⁉️ literally so good #love love love my friends. that one rdj meme but its 'he is overwhelmed by the love of his friends'

[tonybannerblog]

He has an amazing life, Part 2.

Posted July 14, 2022

#robert downey jr #rdj #susan downey #old macdowney #robert downey jr is a gift

[lesbiangummybearmafia]

#happy Birthday Robert downey jr #happy birthday #robert downey jr #rdj #robert downey jr is a gift #Happy Birthday RDJ #my favorite man in the world #adore him #April 4th 1965 #happy 58th #my edit #editbywickedsugar

[valiantphantomangel]

A/n: this is my delayed Christmas gift to you all, I hope you enjoy and a happy new year 🎊 🫶.

New years shenanigans

"Y/N get out of bed, the fireworks are about to start!" Robert yelled from downstairs and you groan before pulling a pillow over your head to silence the shouting.

You and the marvel cast were invited by RDJ to spend the night at his mansion to celebrate the New Year and watch the fireworks since his mansion looked over the city.

But you being you, got tired and decided to take a nap (over sleeping and not wanting to leave the warmth of the bed) and now it was almost midnight when the fireworks would start.

"I swear to god come down now or me, Hiddleston and Evans will come and drag you down!"

"But this bed is so warm" you whined softly as you snuggled further under the blankets.

"Alright that's it" Robert yelled and you heard 3 pairs of footsteps coming upstairs, you squealed and quickly pulled the blankets over your head to hide before the door was opened.

You heard them coming closer before Tom Hiddleston ripped your blanket off and tackled you onto the bed as you tried to run away.

"Now that's not very polite Little Dove" Tom mused as Chris Evans pulled your arms over your head and Robert took your feet in a chokehold to keep them still.

"SorRYHAHHAHAHA" i burst out laughing as Tom suddenly digged into my ribs.

"What did you say? I couldn't quite hear you there, did you hear her Evans"? Robert said with a grin as he traced your soles.

"Nope I didn't understand a thing" Chris grinned and tickled your neck softly.

"GHAHAHHHA YOU JERK'SHAHHAHAHAH"!

They all faux gasped and you knew you were done for, all of them went full in on your death spots.

It. Was. Torture.

Your scream of laughter went through the mansion as you trashed around, your face red from all the laughing.

"Are you going to come out of bed now?" Tom asked with a smirk as he looked down at you.

"YESHAHHAHAHA"!

"You promise?"

"I PROMISEHIHIHIHIHIHI"!

They let you go and you immediately curled up into a ball "i hate you guys" you mutter with some soft giggles as the ghost tickles slowly went away.

"You love us, now come on or we are gonna be late for the fireworks" Chris smiled and pulled you to your feet.

You all rushed downstairs to the rest of the cast who stood outside, counting down the last seconds of 2023.

"They got you too huh"? Scarlet asked as she wrapped her arm around your shoulders.

"Yeah" you said with a soft chuckle.

"Those three are a serious pain sometimes" Sebastian said as he stood next to you.

"Oh you love us" Chris grinned as he punched Sebastian shoulder and quickly stood next to Hemsworth for protection as Seb looked at him daringly.

"5"

"4"

"3"

"2"

"1"

"HAPPY NEW YEAR"!!

You all hugged each other as the sky littered with fireworks, illuminating the night's sky.

And as you stood there, in the arms of people who truly loved you, you couldn't believe how lucky you are.

The marvel cast is a family and you were honored to be part of it.

#tickle fic #marvel tickle #lee!reader #ticklish!reader #ticklish ribs #tickle punishment #ler!tom #tom hiddleston #chris evans #robert downey jr #RDJ #chris hemsworth #sebastian stan #scarlett johansson #new year #happy new year #marvel cast tickle

[toastedkiwi]

RDJ posts “happy birthday to my self proclaimed goddaughter. I gave you the greatest gift anyone could ask for: a man in cowboy boots that can strum a guitar. You’re welcome” and it’s a video of actress!reader singing with Riley with the biggest smile on her face.

#riley green x actress!reader

[ironh3artstark]

Since it was rdj's birthday!!! i would love to request where its tony's birthday and peter's gift to him is himself wearing a lingerie or sexy outfit uniform! hard core smut pls

Thank you for the request :). Hope it’s alright! Also sorry for any typos

The sound of Tony's shoes hitting the floor alerted Peter. He sat up from his lounging position on the bed. The room was dark, as per Peter's request. Peter had been a good boy for his lover and he had a present for his 47th birthday.

Tony walked into the bedroom, loosening his tie. He looked at the bed with a smirk. "My baby, waiting for me?" Tony asked.

"Yes Sir," Peter smiles confidently. "I have a surprise for you."

Tony grinned and stripped off his shirt. "Baby, you know you didn’t have to get me anything. Can I see it now?"

"No," Peter said. "Sit."

Tony raised his eyebrow and sat in the armchair beside the bed. "Well then," he said, sitting.

Other times he would’ve instantly corrected the tone that came out of Peter’s mouth, tonight, he was allowing it.

Peter turned on the bedside light. "Look," he said, holding out a gift. "Happy birthday, Tony." Tony smirked and took the present. "Thank you, baby," he said, tearing the paper and peering at the luxurious design. "Lingerie?" Tony guesses with a smirk.

"Open the box," Peter says, looking at how Tony looks up and down his body once he realizes his boy is absolutely bare naked, and by bare he means it. He’s hairless and smooth everywhere.

Tony nods, sadly tearing his eyes away from his beautiful boy, and opens the box.

Tony’s eyes widen with lust and wonder at the sight before him. "Oh."

Inside the box was a matching set of pink lacy underwear and a pink silk nightgown. It was simple but it was elegant and it was, ultimately, Tony's style. "You like it?" Peter asks with cheeks as pink as a spring flower, shyly smiling.

"Yes," Tony said, stroking the silk. "It's beautiful. Perfect for you.”

Peter beams and giggles. "Now close your eyes," he says.

"Yes baby," Tony said. He closed his eyes, smelling the scent of vanilla and flowers as Peter moves around in front of him, the movement, wafting the delicious smell around the room.

"No peeking!" Peter says. Tony can hear the smile in his voice and smiles with his eyes still closed.

Peter picks up the nightgown.

"Wouldn't dream of it, honey." Tony speaks softly, crossing his heart.

Peter pulls the nightgown over his head, pulling it down to his thighs, glad he decided to wax himself smooth so Tony can have the best experience.

Once the nightgown is on, Peter bites his lip and grabs the lacy pink panties that lie in the box. They were attached to garters that connected the panties to them with very fragile lace. When Peter tends to get excited, he ends up breaking things. He does not want to rip these—possibly the most pretty things he ever owned.

He slips them on oh so carefully, the fabric feeling so nice against his skin, especially the smooth, waxed skin. "Okay, Tony," Peter says, walking forward to the older man. "I'm all ready for you."

Tony smirks and opens his eyes, letting out a soft breath at the gorgeous sight before him. "Fuck baby, you're beautiful." Tony breathes out. Peter has never failed to take his breath away, that’s just how pretty his boy is.

"Thank you," Peter blushes, fingers playing with the end of the frayed fabric of his slip.

"May I touch you, darling?" Tony asks, tilting his head as he looks up at Peter.

"Of course, Sir," Peter nods, stepping closer and sitting on Tony's lap, his legs wrapping around Tony's waist.

Tony smiles, his hands stroking up the sides of Peter's hips, sliding underneath the silk nightgown and rubbing his back. "I love you." He says softly, leaning in to press a soft kiss to Peter's collarbone.

"I love you too," Peter whispers, his body already reacting to Tony's touch, the lace rubbing against his cock, and Tony’s already stiff length in his dress pants, causing a bulge to be felt.

"So sweet and innocent," Tony mumbles. His hands come down, stroking Peter's thighs and the lacy material of the garters. "You did such a good job getting ready for me. Waxed everything and got these panties for me. Did you get hard when you were waxing yourself, baby? I bet you did. You got hard, thinking about my big cock inside of you. Fucking you open and filling you up."

"I did, was thinking about how good you’ll feel inside me." Peter moaned softly, grinding down on Tony's lap, trying not to tear his new panties.

"That's my boy," Tony praises. He kisses Peter's jaw, sucking gently and running his tongue over the skin.

"Can I undress you, Tony?" Peter asks, his eyes full of desire.

"You may, baby," Tony answers, pressing his forehead against Peter's, looking into his eyes, before pressing a chaste kiss to the tip of Peter’s nose.

Peter moans, reaching down and unbuckling Tony's belt, pulling it out of the loops, and dropping it to the floor. Next, he pops open the button and pulls the zipper down. He slips his hand inside, wrapping it around Tony's large cock, and gasps when he feels the slick, warm, and wet flesh. "Already so hard for me, Tones."

"You make me so hard, baby.” Tony bites out.

"Can I suck your cock, please, Sir?" Peter asks, batting his eyelashes.

"Not tonight, sweet boy." Tony says.

"Why not, Sir?" Peter pouts, wondering if he did something wrong.

"Tonight, I wanna fuck you on your back, okay?" Tony says, grinning as he watches the sad pout go away, and gets replaced with a happy smile.

Peter eagerly nods, his curls bouncing on top of his head. He slides off of Tony's lap, his feet hitting the floor and making him slightly wobble because his legs are trembling with the anticipation of what's about to happen.

Tony takes the opportunity to shuck his pants off, his boxers going down with them, his cock springing free and standing proudly.

"Sir," Peter says, getting up and crawling on top of the bed, his nightgown sliding up, revealing his pink lacy panties. "Come here," he says.

"Where, baby boy?" Tony asks, a teasing smirk on his face.

"Here," Peter says, his hands reaching out, signaling Tony to come closer.

Tony stands and crawls up onto the bed, laying between Peter's spread legs. "Hi," he says, smiling down at the young boy.

"Hey," Peter blushes. "Kiss me?" He asks.

"As you wish," Tony grins, leaning down and pressing their lips together.

Peter's arms wrap around Tony's shoulders and their lips slot together perfectly. They both sigh in contentment. The kiss starts out gentle and slow, but turns more desperate as time goes on.

"Tony, fuck," Peter whines as they break apart, both panting.

"I got you, sweetheart," Tony says, one hand coming up to stroke Peter's cheek. "I'll always take care of you. My beautiful boy."

Peter sighs in pleasure, his eyes fluttering closed. He nuzzles his cheek into Tony's hand, pressing a kiss to the palm.

"Do you want the panties to stay on or off?" Tony asks, using his free hand to glide it along Peter’s waist.

"Mmm, On," Peter blushes. "They're cute and I like them."

"Me too," Tony chuckles, kissing Peter's forehead.

"Will you fuck me, Sir? Please?" Peter asks, opening his eyes and looking at Tony, biting his lip.

"Oh, of course I will," Tony grins, pulling back and grabbing the bottle of lube on the nightstand. "Lay on your stomach," he says, opening the bottle.

"Yes sir," Peter says, flipping over. He grabs one of the many pillows on the bed, putting it under his waist, his ass sticking up and his face buried into the soft silk.

Tony looses breath at how easily Peter did that motion, running his eyes all across the span of Peter’s plump ass.

Tony leans down and presses a kiss to Peter's tailbone, his hand coming up and rubbing over Peter's lace covered hole. "This is the best birthday gift, baby," Tony says, squeezing Peter's ass and rubbing the small hole through the panties.

"Thank you, Sir," Peter says. "It's just—I wanted to make you happy."

"Oh, honey, you did. I’m so proud of you.” Tony coos, eyes filled with love as he listens to his lover speak.

Peter sighs softly, pushing his wide hips back.

"Shh," Tony hums, rubbing his back. "I got you, baby." He pulls the lacy material aside gently and grabs the lube. He drizzles some on his fingers, rubbing it to warm it up.

"Are you ready?" Tony asks, his index finger brushing against the tight ring of muscle.

"Yes," Peter whispers. "Please, Tony."

"Anything for you," Tony speaks softly, feeling his cock twitch as his eyes catch the pink and tight pucker. He circles the rim, teasing the muscle, and pushes his finger in.

"Mmm, thank you, Sir." Peter sighs, his ass relaxing and taking the long and thick finger easily.

"God, look at you, sweet boy. You're always so good for me." Tony growls, pushing his finger in deeper. Peter moans, the praise going straight to his cock, which is leaking pre-cum into his panties.

Tony starts pumping his finger in and out, stretching Peter, who is obviously, taking it like a champ. "Almost done, okay baby? You're doing so well."

"M'kay, add another." Peter whimpers, his hands grabbing at the silk bedspread.

"You're a little needy tonight," Tony comments. He pulls his finger out and adds a bit more lube, before pushing back in with two.

"Just need your cock," Peter huffs, his body arching into the sheets.

"Shh, don't worry, you'll get it. Patience." Tony says, scissoring his fingers. Peter whines and bites down on his lip. He can feel the wetness of his pre-cum seeping into the panties and it causes a shiver to spread throughout his body.

Tony pushes his fingers in and crooks them, searching for the spot that drives Peter crazy. Peter's back arches and a loud moan rips from his throat when Tony brushes against his prostate.

"Oh, fuck, please, Sir, I'm ready, please." Peter begs, his voice desperate.

"What do you want, baby?" Tony asks.

"You, please. Need you to fuck me." Peter whimpers, writhing against the sheets, and also pushing back against the two fingers in his hole.

Tony grins, pulling his fingers out and wiping them on the sheets. He sits back on his haunches, quickly removing his undershirt and looks at Peter, making a move to grab the lube. "Turn around," Tony says. “Wanna see your pretty face when I fuck you, love.”

Peter blushes and nods, quickly turning around and resting his head on the soft pillow.

"Do you still want the panties on?" Tony asks, looking down at the soaking wet material, the lace stained a dark pink.

"Yes, please." Peter blushes, spreading his legs wide, showing off his cock and balls, straining against the lace.

"Beautiful," Tony whispers, his eyes raking up and down the boy's body.

"T-thank you, sir." Peter says, biting his lip, his eyes focused on Tony's big, leaking, and fat cock.

Tony lubes himself up and lines the second pillow up, positioning it under Peter's hips. "Are you ready?" He asks, looking down at the younger man.

"Yes, sir, please, want you." Peter begs, his soft and small hands coming up and resting on Tony's shoulders.

Tony grunts, taking a hold of the base of his cock and pushing into Peter. "O-oh, fuck," Peter groans, his mouth opening and his eyes screwing shut.

"So fucking tight," Tony moans, his free hand coming down and holding Peter's hip. "You feel so good, sweetheart."

"You're so big," Peter whimpers, his hole clenching around the fat cock, the stretch causing a delicious burn.

"Take it so well, though," Tony whispers, pulling out a bit before slowly thrusting back, eyes staring right into Peter’s. Tony’s once light brown eyes have turned black due to the lust and desperation he is experiencing, and Peter loves it.

He loves when he can drive Tony to that point where his eyes are a whole new man’s.

"Fuck," Tony groans, pushing in harder, the tight heat of Peter's hole, driving him mad.

"Sir, yes, right there, please." Peter cries, his back arching, his nails digging into Tony's skin.

Tony smirks and pulls out all the way, before slamming back in, his cock hitting Peter's prostate dead on. "Yes!" Peter screams, his head tilting back.

"Fuck, you're so beautiful, sweet boy. All dressed up for me." Tony grunts, his eyes locked on Peter's face.

"All yours, all yours, only yours, only you get to see me like this." Peter rambles, his cock pulsing and aching.

"That's right," Tony says, leaning down and kissing Peter, his hand coming between them and tugging at the boy's lace covered cock.

Peter gasps, the lace adding a different sensation and he whimpers against Tony's lips. “Tony, ‘m gonna cum!” Peter pants out, gripping Tony’s back with a seriously strong amount of force. It should’ve hurt Tony, but he was too lost in the pleasure right now, he ask Peter to grip him as hard as possible.

"Cum, baby. Let go." Tony mumbles, his mouth trailing down Peter's neck, licking and sucking a mark, his thrusts speeding up.

"Tony!" Peter moans, his back arching as he releases.

Tony moans into Peter’s neck as he clenches tight around his cock. Tony bites hard on Peter’s neck as he speeds up the force and pace of his thrusting incredibly. Peter’s eyes roll into the back of his head as he feels the bite of Tony, along with the strongest and best orgasm he’s ever had in his entire life.

"Sir!" Peter gasps, his fingers raking down Tony's back, his cock spurting out ropes of white cum, the panties being covered and the wetness starting to soak through.

"Oh, fuck, god," Tony moans shakily, pulling back and watching as his boy orgasms. He grips the sheets and slams his hips into Peter, chasing his own orgasm.

Peter cries out and his legs lock around Tony's waist. Peter bites his bottom lip and grinds down as Tony fucks into him. "Gonna fill you up, baby," Tony grunts, his thrusts starting to stutter.

"Do it," Peter whispers. "Want your cum in me, wanna feel you for days."

"Peter," Tony growls, his cock swelling before his eyes squeeze shut tightly and he comes, his cum coating Peter's walls and filling him to the brim.

Peter moans at the hot liquid inside of him, and he can feel the sticky wetness seeping into his panties. “I love you.” Peter pants.

"God, I love you more," Tony breathes, slowly pulling out, both of them hissing at the loss.

Peter whimpers, his hole clenching and unclenching, not wanting to be empty.

"Let me clean you up, sweetheart," Tony whispers, kissing Peter’s forehead before getting off the bed and walking over to the bathroom.

"Mm, don't wanna take my panties off," Peter grumbles.

Tony chuckles from the bathroom, “Peter, baby, I’ll buy you the whole store. They’re dirty.”

"But they're cute." Peter pouts, his eyes fluttering shut. Tony smiles, coming out of the bathroom with a washcloth. "I'll buy you new ones, okay?"

"Okay," Peter yawns.

"Here," Tony says, sitting on the edge of the bed. "Open up, sweetie."

Peter spreads his legs, letting Tony clean the cum off his stomach and his hole.

Tony drops the washcloth and crawls up, kissing Peter's lips. Peter hums and smiles, reaching his hands up and wrapping them around Tony's shoulders.

"Thank you," Tony mumbles, pulling back and nuzzling his nose against Peter's.

"For what?" Peter giggles.

"For tonight. Best birthday ever." Tony grins, his eyes staring into the big brown eyes he fell in love with.

"I'm glad." Peter smiles, pecking Tony’s lips.

“Now, how about we get some sleep?” Tony smirks, stroking a hand over Peter’s cheek.

#starker #tnpt #starker smut

[bratshaws]

through the hourglass 330. brb x oc

a/n: THIS BETTER POST OR I SWEAR TO GOD(comments and reblogs are super welcome and encouraged!)

pairing: plus size!oc x rooster

warnings: OH BOY ROOSTER IS HIS OWN WARNING

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He licks his fingers clean of syrup with his eyes on her, and she has to bite the inside of her cheek as she helps Nikki cut her waffle. She felt her cheeks warm up as her husband just keeps his gaze on her, “Brad.” she tries to snap him out of it, “You are staring.”

“Mhm,” he pops a finger out, “Sure am.”

And she huffs, clearing her throat as she gives Nikki a small piece, the one year old was famished ever since she discovered waffles. “Anyway,”she continues,wiping the crumbs that stuck to Nikki’s face, “You going to meet Pete today?” he hums, propping his head up with a hand as he follows the curves on her body appreciatively.

“Hmmmm,maybe.” he is still reliving his welcome gift as he sees the very faint panty line under her shorts, was it the red one? He meets her eyes and Beatrice is even redder when he sees her face, “I mean, I’d like to see him…maybe I’ll take the kids with me.”

“Well,” and she automatically tugs her shorts a bit, “He hasn’t seen the twins in a while, or Nikki for that matter. I think he’ll like the visit.” and his eyes remained, hungrily traveling from her face to hips, while chewing his breakfast slowly.

“I like those shorts.”

She blinks,incredulously,at him, ‘Brad.”

He points at the white details on the legs with his fork, “Love how it goes,” and he moves the fork in a curve, clearly representing the curve of her ass, “Its nice.”

Rooster's gaze remained fixated on Beatrice, a playful smirk playing on his lips as he continued to appreciate the subtle details of her whole self. Beatrice, feeling the heat rise to her cheeks, cleared her throat and shifted her attention to Nikki, who was thoroughly enjoying her waffle.

"Thanks for the fashion commentary, Roos. I'll be sure to take it into account for my next wardrobe choice," Beatrice teased albeit her cheeks remained red.

Rooster chuckled, reaching for his coffee. "Just stating the facts, Bea. Gotta appreciate the finer things in life."

More sputtering so he decided to finally reply as normal as he could, “Yeah, I think he has…a lot of questions because of the whole shitbag that happened.” he sips his coffee. “A whole bag of ass, really.”

Nicole went ‘aaa’ while moving forward in hopes to get the silicone spoon as her mother brought it closer, clamping her mouth around it and chewing her breakfast with a little grin, “I mean,” Beatrice begins, not taking her eyes off of Nikki, wiping her face again, “It was very messy Roos. Mark and….well…why did he do that anyway? Jealousy?”

Rooster leaned back in his chair, his expression growing serious as he considered Beatrice's question. "Jealousy, ego, a twisted sense of entitlement—I think it was a mix of all that. “

“But…he was really focused on you Roos. Just like Miranda was to me.”

"Yeah, it was like he couldn't stand the idea of me, I don’t know, not needing Pete’s influence to go up in my career?I mean,the jealousy consumed him, and he thought he could control everything and everyone around him."

Beatrice nodded solemnly, her focus shifting between Nikki and Rooster. "It's scary how people can get so fixated, obsessive? But you handled it well, Roos. And you are safe."

He offered a small smile, his eyes softening. "Course I am,gorgeous.”

A comfortable silence settled between them, the weight of the recent challenges mingling with the warmth of their shared understanding. Nikki, seemingly oblivious to the gravity of the conversation, continued to enjoy her waffle, occasionally babbling.

Beatrice, breaking the silence, asked, "Do you think Pete will have a hard time understanding the situation?"

Rooster contemplated for a moment before responding, "He might. But Pete is Pete, he just wants to make sure we are okay.” he rubs the pad of his thumb on the mug’s lip, “He wasn’t notified of anything when I was deployed, Cyclone wanted it within the group and to some higher ups.”

She nodded in understanding, her fingers gently tapping against the edge of the table. "That makes sense. Considering Mark’s aunt is one of them…is she an admiral?”

Rooster nodded, confirming her question. "Yeah, she's an admiral. It complicated things, a lot.”

“Is she going to be kicked out?”

Oh,how he loved when Bea asked things like this, the little hesitation in her tone because, while she is married to him - a Navy pilot- and has friends in the Navy AND works at a predominantly Navy bar…she still has her questions. “...I’m going to go over there and kiss you.”

“Huh?”

“You are to fuckin’ precious and I love you so much.” he smirks, sipping his coffee as she gives him a look, a confused one. “You look surprised because I said that.”

“I’m not complaining,honey,” oh, the endearing names, fuck she was the death of him through and through, “You are just getting distracted a lot.” but that little smile showed that she clearly didn’t mind.

Nicole however, did care.

She looked between her parents, Rooster to Bea then Bea to Rooster, then tapped Beatice’s wrist, “Mama.” she coos, trying to tug the hand holding the spoon towards her, a piece of waffle still sticking to it.

“Oh,oh I’m sorry honey,mama got…” they met eyes, “Distracted.” 

Rooster smirks, ring and pinky finger curled against his jaw, thumb helping it up while his index and middle finger were on his cheekbone and temple, head tilted just a bit. She mouths ‘stop it’ and he replies ‘make me.’ with his eyes dropping down her body again.

“Aaa! Woffe!” and if Nikki was an emoji she’d be the personification of ‘>:(‘ because the spoon was inches away from her face and her little light brows scrunched as she tried to take a bite.

“Sorry sweetie, oh,” finally,the waffle was eaten and Bea gave him a look, pointing her finger at him, “You are so terrible.”

“Mmmmmhm.” he smiles, elongating his words as if he was oh so very pleased by that statement, squinting his eyes a bit, “I am. You know I am.” he does,however, sip the final drops of his coffee and stands up, walking over the sink, “But I’ll leave the two of you alone and check on the twins and talk to Mav.”

He stands behind her chair and kisses the top of her head, inhaling the lavender in her hair, “I love you.”

She slowly looked up at him, and smiled back, “I love you too.” he leans down to peck her lips twice, tasting the cherry lip gloss and then kissing Nicole’s head before he walks away.

Rooster's departure left a lingering warmth in the room, it was like he was the fireplace warming up the entire room. "Mama," Nikki babbled, her tiny fingers reaching for the remaining pieces of waffle on the plate. Beatrice chuckled, realizing that she might have to employ some strategic maneuvers to prevent another distraction.

"Mama's here, sweetheart," Beatrice reassured, gently wiping Nikki's face with a napkin. "Let's get you cleaned up so you can enjoy the rest of your breakfast."

-

Rooster drove the three kids to Mav’s place, Nicole was older, so she knew the route already - she was one year old but still - and the twins were busy looking around. He also took notice of how different the three babies were.

Nicole was talkative and she was very smart. She liked looking around and liked to touch people’s hands if she knows them…she also couldn’t hide her stank face, if she disliked you,she’d show.

While the twins were just a few months old, it was easy to see how different they were: Gavin was quiet, he liked snuggling up to his parents’ necks, he also liked to play with Beatrice’s hair and Rooster’s mustache, never tugging, just gently grabbing the pieces of hair.

Aurora, on the other hand, was very active. She liked to look around and move her neck and while neither her or Gavin could crawl yet, she sure would like to. Aurora also was louder than her sibling, she babbled a lot more and she had these moments where she’d just want to grab any piece of clothing of jewelry you had close by.

Rooster navigated the familiar streets, each turn bringing them closer to Mav's place. Nicole, ever the precocious one, sat in the back seat, enthusiastically pointing out landmarks she recognized,”Gampa Mav!”

“That’s right honey, we are going to see Mav.” he smiles as he turns the Bronco as soon as he sees Maverick waiting for them by the sidewalk.

Rooster parked the Bronco, and before he could even unbuckle his seatbelt, Nicole had already noticed him, her excitement palpable. "Gampa Mav!" she exclaimed, trying to get rid of the booster seat to see him better.

“Hey kiddo,woah!” he smiles down at Gavin, who was closest to the door he just opened, “Look at those two! Hey little guy!

The baby, with wide curious eyes, blinked up at him as if assessing this man yet again. Maverick gently tickled Gavin's tiny fingers, eliciting a soft coo from the infant.

"Hey there, little buddy. Did you bring the chaos with you?" Mav teased, glancing over at Rooster, who was in the process of helping Aurora out of her car seat.

Rooster chuckled, "You bet, Mav. The whole Bradshaw Circus is in town today."

As Rooster carefully lifted Aurora from the car seat, she greeted Mav with a gleeful babble, tiny hands reaching out toward him. Mav shifted his attention, expertly juggling between the little ones vying for his attention.

Nicole, having successfully freed herself from the booster seat -which was NOT helped by Rooster at all -, practically leaped out of the car. "Gampa Mav!" she declared,then poked her tongue out and stood there.She was clearly showing him this amazing thing she could do.

Mav stood up, arching his brow "Well, look at that! You're getting so big, Nikki. Soon you'll be teaching me the tricks."

She giggled, thoroughly pleased with the compliment. Rooster, now holding both Aurora and Gavin so Mav could pick Nicole up,smiled. "You ready for this, Mav? They've got energy to spare today."

Mav ruffled Nicole's hair, exchanging a glance with Rooster. "Always ready for the circus, Brad. Let the games begin. Come on in."

They made their way into Mav's house, laughter and tiny footsteps echoing through the air and Nikki quickly sat on the couch. "Sit wherever you like, folks. Make yourselves at home," Mav announced, “Nikki got the couch.”

Rooster settled Aurora and Gavin in a playpen Mav had set up in the living room. The twins, wide-eyed and curious, took in their surroundings with infant wonder.

Maverick looked back at Rooster, “Want a drink? Nothing heavy of course.”

Rooster nodded appreciatively, "Sure, Mav,no beer though.”

Maverick headed towards the kitchen, leaving Rooster to keep an eye on the twins. Nicole, still perched proudly on the couch, gestured for Rooster to join her. "Dada, sit!"

Rooster chuckled, walking over to the couch and sitting beside Nicole. "I’m here birdie,’ her tiny,minuscule hand on his and tapped his palm repeatedly, “You happy seeing grandpa Mav?”

“Yeeeaaa!!”

Maverick returned with a tray bearing a jug of iced tea and a few glasses. He placed it on the coffee table, glancing at the twins who were now engrossed in the colorful toys scattered across the playpen.

"Here we go," Mav announced, pouring iced tea into the glasses. "Nothing heavy, just some good old sweet tea. Help yourselves."

“I didn’t know you knew how to make sweet tea?”

“It’s not that hard,Rooster.”

Rooster chuckled, accepting the glass from Mav. "Well, I'm just used to seeing you with a beer in hand. Sweet tea is a pleasant change."

Mav took a sip of his own drink, settling into a chair across from Rooster and Nicole. The room was filled with the light-hearted chatter of the kids, the tinkling laughter of Nicole being the most prominent.

As they enjoyed their drinks, Mav glanced over at the twins. "They're growing fast, aren't they?"

Rooster nodded, a hint of pride in his eyes. "Yeah, faster than I thought possible. Feels like just yesterday we found out Bea was pregnant.”

Maverick's gaze softened. "Time flies. Before you know it, they'll be running around causing mischief like Nikki here."

Nicole, overhearing her name, giggled…mischievously. "Mischief!"

Rooster ruffled her hair, a fond smile on his face. "That's right, birdie. You're the queen of mischief."

Mav joined in the laughter, raising his glass in a mock toast. "To mischief and mayhem, the Bradshaw way." he waits until Rooster drinks, “...how are you?”

Rooster leaned back on the couch, savoring the sweet tea, and studied Mav for a moment. The question hung in the air, pregnant with unspoken understanding. After a thoughtful sip, Rooster exhaled, a mixture of fatigue and relief evident in his expression.

"I’m better, Mav," he admitted, his gaze drifting to the playpen where Aurora and Gavin were discovering the joys of colorful blocks. "It's been a tough stretch out there. But being back home, it's like a breath of fresh air."

Mav nodded, chewing the inside of his cheek. "I heard about the investigation. About Mark.”

Rooster's gaze flickered  and he took another sip of the sweet tea, the cool liquid offering a brief respite from the weight of recent memories. "Yeah, Mark's been a piece of work. Complicated situation, you know?"

"You don't have to talk about it if you're not ready, Rooster. But if you need an ear, I'm here."

The gratitude in Rooster's eyes was palpable. "I appreciate that, Mav. It's just... It's been a lot to process. Everything with the investigation, the uncertainty. It took a toll."

Mav placed a supportive hand on Rooster's shoulder. "You've been through the wringer, kid. I can only imagine. But you made it back.”

“What did you hear though? I thought Cyclone kept most under wraps.”

Maverick sipped his tea, then pursed his lips, “You think I wouldn’t know?” Maverick leaned back in his chair, rubbing his chin. "Cyclone did keep things under wraps, but you know how these things go. Whispers find their way, especially in a close-knit community like ours. People talk, and it's hard to keep the lid on everything."

"I get it. So, what did you hear?"

Mav sighed, choosing his words carefully. "Internal Affairs, and the FBI sniffing around. It's a mess, Rooster. And I heard they've got some evidence that ties him to some pretty ugly stuff."

Rooster's jaw tightened, the reality of the situation settling heavily on his shoulders. "Figures. Fuck-" he peeks at Nikki who was busy running her finger on the patterns of Mav’s vouch “--flipping wild.”

“And of course, his aunt is involved too,so,”Mav shrugs, “It’ll be flipping wild for a while.”

“...you know what.”

“What?”

Rooster huffs through his nose, “Wanna drink later at home? I feel like I need it, really.” he frowns, “Really,really.”

#bradley rooster bradshaw #rooster bradshaw #bradley bradshaw x oc #top gun maverick #bradley bradshaw x reader #bradley bradshaw x female reader #bradley bradshaw x named reader #tgm oc #tgm fic #tgm fanfiction

[nancydrewwouldnever]

The Receipts - Giving Thanks for Mess (November 2015)

Picking up where we left off in Savannah for Gifted filming…

November 1 – Jenny and Octavia go on a short road trip out of Savannah on a day off to have a dinner with some other crew members

November 4 – Fan sighting while filming Gifted, Atlanta

Nov 6 – Jenny tweets something that makes me basically become the upside down face emoji, because it’s tantamount to tweeting “hey, I’m thinking of cheating on my marriage”

"All or nothing"... okay...

Nov 8 – On location filming Gifted, Tybee Island

Nov 12 – Jenny makes an IG post that she’s packing up to leave Savannah

Nov 13 – Jenny’s last day on set, a tearful good-bye dinner is hosted

Nov 14 – Jenny returns to L.A.

Nov 15 – Chris watches ESPN and reacts

Nov 16 – On location filming Gifted, Savannah

Nov 18 – On location filming Gifted, Atlanta

Nov 19 – On location filming Gifted, Emory University, Atlanta

Here's an interesting thing that happens that day. Chris seems to be paying very close attention to what's going on on Jenny's Twitter. He jumps into a long tweet exchange between Jenny and Mae Whitman without being tagged at all. Apparently, he wants to be thought of as the Kevin Bacon character in The River Wild.

(I know this all looks weird, but that's in order of the replies on that thread.)

Nov 20 – Last day of Gifted filming, Savannah

This is the day he meets Dodger!

And, hey, remember Minka? You know, her, the girlfriend! Well, she's in L.A., going to museums with friends.

Nov 22 – Minka’s trainer makes an IG comment on Minka's post: “You are in Boston til next year right?”

Nov 23 – Chris attends Pats vs Bills game, Foxboro

Apparently, it was so tense he tweeted:

He was caught on the locker room camera after the game:

Nov 24 – Makes an appearance Jimmy Kimmel Live in L.A. with RDJ for the world premiere of the Captain America: Civil War trailer (he must have been very tired after being on that flight right after the game)

(Hmm... does it look like he trimmed his hair and beard between the game and Jimmy Kimmel taping?)

(FANDOM ASSUMPTION: He picked Minka up in L.A. at this time and they flew back to Boston together for the holidays with his family.)

Nov 24 - 26 - Jenny and Dean are in Milton to have Thanksgiving with her family (Dean leaves on the 26th, Jenny stays until the 29th)

Nov 26 - THANKSGIVING

Nov 27 – Jenny sees a movie in MA

Nov 28 – Jenny makes an IG post that basically says she’s not being emotionally satisfied at the moment. (Hmmm, wonder who all was amongst those “friends” not returning her texts?)

Nov 29 - Jenny makes another tweet that again turns me into the upside down face emoji. Why are you crying over donuts, Jen Jen? Did someone let you down?:

Also a classic Massachusetts experience for me is what I’m doing right now: feeling [broken heart emoji] in a dunkin’ donuts and wearing a huge sweater

(She leaves MA for Brooklyn that day for filming)

Nov 30 – Chris spotted at Burlington Mall, Burlington, MA

#the receipts #JS #JS round one #minka kelly

[oonajaeadira]

Hi Adira!

I come to you today with a selection of questions from the Colbert Questionert:

Apples or oranges?

Have you ever asked someone for their autograph?

What’s your favorite action movie?

KAT!

SUCH QUESTION.

When it comes to apples or oranges, it depends. I hate peeling oranges, so if they're not cut up, I'm lazy and going for the apples. I love the taste of a fresh orange very much and will generally gravitate to orange slices. But, the real kicker is if we come down to orange slices and a damn fine Honey Crisp. I will knock you down for a Honey Crisp. So really, the order is

Honey Crisp apple

Orange slices

Some strains of apple if orange not peeled

Orange.

Shitty apples.

And then, if we're including clementines as an orange, then it's all clementines all the time.

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I have asked MANY people for their autograph. I used to hang out with some alt rock indie girls and went to many concerts and you weren't really a fan if you didn't hang out at the stage door and talk to the band. I have many stories.

And, of course, I have a whole section of my bookshelf that's just full of signed books. Lev Grossman (The Magicians), Audrey Neffenegger (Time Traveler's Wife), Erin Morgenstern (Night Circus--I had a very meaningful exchange with her actually), "Lemony Snicket" (that was actually a fun time), Laura Tempest Zakroff and I had a love connection over my gushing over her sigil book, and I think I have at least three books signed by Caitlen Doughty of "Ask a Mortician" and Order of the Good Death fame because she's fkn amazing.

A few of my tarot decks are signed too. Mostly because I reached out by email and asked for it personally before they were sent out.

But my favorite was asking Harvey Pekar for his autograph. For those who don't know, Harvey was a comic book writer of American Spendor. (Paul Giamatti played him in the movie of the same name.) He's also famous for being a grumptastic crumudgeon. He came to the Minneapolis book fair to speak about his career and I took my then-boyfriend Tony to go see his presentation as a surprise birfday gift. Well, Tony bought about five of Harvey's books and wanted to get them signed so we waited in a long line. When we finally got up there, Havey got more and more exasperated with every book Tony pulled out of the bag. At the end he just grumbled, "Jeez. Got any more?" And Tony smiled and shook his head, happy to be getting the grumpy treatment that Harvey was known to give. Then Harvey turns to me and says, "What about you?" And since I was impulsive and he was asking, I literally hoisted my leg up on the table and said, "You wanna sign my PANTS???" And you know what? He did. He rolled his eyes and tried not to smile, but that man took a sharpie to my leg and put his name on my jeans. Those were my Pekar Pants and every time I washed them I went over the sharpie again. I wore those pants until they split in the ass. I should have kept the signature part, but I didn't (it was really faded), and that's okay. The memory's pretty good.

RIP, Harvey. <3

.

My favorite action movie is the Guy Ritchie/RDJ version of Sherlock Holmes. I will still put that sucker on repeat when I'm sick and just need something playing when I'm coming in and out of sleep. I love love love anything dealing with Sherlock Holmes and RDJ is so pretty and Mark Strong is terrifying and the soundtrack is amazing and the cinematography is fkn bomb and the overall design is fantastic...

The sequel was fine. Do I need a third one? No. Will I devour it anyway? Fk yes.

#kat is drilling for gold over here #asks get brownie points

[tonybannerblog]

I love that he loves Duran Duran

#robert downey jr #rdj #duran duran #rock and roll hall of fame #robert's instagram #robert downey jr is a gift