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Angry Jellybean

Tony Stark x M!Reader x Baby!Peter Parker

Tony plays with Peter for a little while. Tony then cuddles with Peter with you and Tony making comments

Sitting in front of Peter, who's playing with his toys, Tony types away on a screen. He then hears Peter starting to babble. "Yeah, that's good, Peter."

From the corner of his eyes, he sees the baby crawl over to him. Peter’s chubby hands press themselves on Tony’s chest to stand up, seeing what his father is doing on the screen. "Baba baba." He pats Ton’s chest to look at the arc reactor.

Looking away from the screen to Peter pressing his face against the arc reactor, Peter gets picked up, making him move his face away from it. Tony fold his legs underneath Peter to place him in his lap.

A couple whines escape Peter. "What?" He continues to whine as he gets laid down on one arm. "You gonna tell me what's wrong?" Another whine escapes from him. 

"I think he might want a feed." Tony turns around to the voice of you, your body leaning against the back rest of the couch.

Feeling Peter wiggle around, Tony lets him look over his shoulder to stare at his other father. 

"He's like an angry jellybean!" Tony smiles at you as Peter whines at the name. "He also looks like you in the morning." You get a frown in return from your husband.

Peter makes grabby hands, motioning for you. "Go make his bottle." You take your son whilst sitting on the couch and cuddling him to your chest. 

"Why can't you do it?"

"Because I'm holding our angry jellybean." Peter whines, squishing his cheek against your chest. 

"Fine." Tony stands up to sit down next to you. "FRIDAY, make Peter a bottle." The A.I obeys. "Lazy ass,” you mumble, turning your body around to lean back against the armrest, your legs resting on Tony’s lap.

"At least I have one." Tony adds, which he gets a kick to where the sun doesn't shine in return.

A sad fanfic

Tony Stark x Fem reader

Timeline : after the battle of New York, somewhere before Iron Man 3

I was about to sleep beside him, he had had a nice dinner and was actually intent on going to sleep.

I was happy, seeing Tony so relaxed calmed my nerves. He was so stressed nowadays, and sometimes he'd break down and cry, it broke my heart. The battle of New York had not taken a good toll on him, and I was going increasingly worried about his health.

Whenever I asked him why he was overworking himself, he would simply say, "I'm only trying to make sure you're safe and protected, honey."

And by overwork, I meant overwork. Even for him, who was used to working extra. Pepper, who was the CEO, was also concerned about him. But she had told me, that if anyone could save him, it was me.

But I didn't know how.

I fell asleep beside a snoozing Tony but was woken in the middle of the night by his scream.

I woke up with a shock, not sure whether the scream was in my dream or reality. But after I saw a shaking Tony beside me, I knew that it was real. I took a deep breath and hugged him.

He was tossing and shaking, not fully awake, nor fully asleep. I hated when he had to go through that. He couldn't fall back asleep nor could he be released from his nightmare.

"Tony," I whispered softly, shaking him softly. "Tony, it's okay."

He groaned in his sleep, and his face constricted. Beads of sweat gathered on his forehead.

"Tony it's not real!" I said desperately, the only thing which could help him.

He screamed again.

"Tony!" I shouted loudly. He opened his eyes and was breathing loudly. "Oh Tony," I tried my best not to cry and hugged him.

"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." He whispered, tears pooling down his eyes. He never cried in front of anyone, only me. Humour was his way of hiding his weaknesses, and he was vulnerable only in front of me. It was something which made me wanna comfort him even more.

"Don't apologise, love." I whispered softly. "It's okay, I am here. I am here for you."

He sat up straight and I handed him a glass of water. As he was drinking, I said nothing, just waited patiently. Sometimes it's not words which is important, the silence also matters. A lot.

"I should've been better. I should've done better. If I was better, then many more lives would've been saved." He sighed.

"Tony, you did your best. There's nothing more you could've done. Even the rest of the Avengers agree." I said softly, holding his hand.

"I know, but I should've-" he rubbed his hand over his face. "That wormhole. It felt like....I'll never forget what it felt like."

I squeezed his hand.

"I felt like I was drowning in a pool of darkness, a pool I'd never get out of. It was scary." He said and closed his eyes.

"Tony," I said, "It's okay. It's over. You're safe. And I am here with you."

"I often think about how I would feel if that darkness swallowed you." He admitted, tears forming in his eyes but he blinked them away. "It would kill me. It would kill me if anything happens to you."

"Nothing is gonna happen to me." I said, stroking his hair, "I am here with you. There's no safer place for me. I know that you are worried, but don't push yourself over the limit. I need you healthy and alive, Tony. Only then I can truly be happy."

"Come here." He said and I lay down on his chest. He took a deep breath. "I was gonna say thanks but you would kill me if I do that, so I'm gonna stick to an 'I love you."

I laughed.

"I love you, sweetheart." He kissed my head, and I replied, "I love you too, metal man."

"Iron man is cooler." He insisted.

"That's why I don't call you that." I laughed and so did he.

3 in the morning

pairing: tony x black!reader

summary: tony’s really beat up after a mission and your left to clean his wounds.

warnings: none

“what crawled up your ass” tony asks as i waddle into the infirmary.

“i don’t know maybe that i was woken up by jarvis at three in the morning asking me to clean you up” i waddle over to the cabinet and grab the first aid kit before walking back over to tony.

i grab his face gently and look at all of his cuts, “you really got your ass beat” i mumble as i grab an alcohol wipe. i look at tony as i open up the wipe and he gives me a look and i giggle before wiping the cut on his eyebrow.

after at least twenty minutes of tony being dramatic i get to his last cut, “i swear you’re trying to hurt me on purpose” he states and i chuckle.

“tony you’re just being a baby” he looks at me offended before swatting my ass harshly “ow that hurt” i whine and he chuckles “you ass” i roll my eyes before cleaning up the mess i made.

“thank you sweetheart” tony comes up from behind me a circles his hands around stomach and rubs my bump, he leaves a sloppy wet kiss on my cheek making me groan.

“oh tony come on” i try to get away from him but his grip is too tight “tony please” i beg but he doesn’t let go of me “tony!” i giggle as he leaves a another wet kiss on my cheek.

i turn around and face him, i caress his cheek and smile “i love you anthony” i coo and he smiles.

“i love you too”

REAL

Sometimes I just wanna read Tony Stark x reader fluff:((

When you just want to read fluffs but theres a shit ton of smut of the character:

Movie Night - Tony Stark

Summary: Things got a bit hot during the weekly movie night with the avengers

Warnings: Smut, No Minors, Fingering, Voyeurism, Fluff, Tony being supportive, Not Proofread

Authors note: Hey Guys! I know it's been a while but I finally sat down and managed to write something. This is my first post on here so any help would be appreciated. I wish you all a very merry Christmas, bubs x

Your head pounds as your hands move animatedly across the keyboard. Thoughts flowing unforgivably through your mind, as your body responds, desperate to get the thoughts down before they escape through the cracks. 

In your own world you miss the desperate calling of your name. 

“y/n? Princess, where are you?” Tony calls as he peeks his head around the door to your office.

“Ah, there you are.” he states, “I thought you might’ve snuck off with Pepper to target again” he exclaims in attempt to gain your attention. Though your mind refuses to acknowledge the new presence in the room. 

“Hello? Princess, we’ve got to go things to do, people to see” Tony chuckles. 

“Sorry baby, I’ll have to miss out on movie night tonight, I’m too busy” you state monotonously. 

“Nice try princess, but we all know these movie nights are not optional. Unless you want a red-headed assassin and a star-spangled man with a plan in here hounding you, I suggest we get changed.” Tony jokes, to lighten the mood.

The joke flies straight over your head and suddenly you're thrown over a shoulder, with your ass pointing towards the ceiling. 

“Tony, you bloody wanker! Put me down” you shout, though Tony just chuckles in response. 

“Come on princess, you need a break. You haven’t stopped all day. The lunch I brought in for you earlier has gone untouched, so come on. We are going to change and eat shit while watching some just as shitty movies” Tony responds, shutting you up. Allowing you to realise just how sweet he is. 

“I love you, Tones” you respond gently and genuinely. “I love you ten times more princess.”

As you make it back into your room, you decide to change into your loose-fitting woollen lounge set. While Tony changes into grey sweatpants and a white tank top. The sweatpants doing nothing to hide his growing erection.  

Wrapping his arms around your waist, pulling your hips back to rub your ass over him. 

“You know, we could just stay here. I know a great way to relieve both yours and my own stress” he whispers seductively in your ear. 

You chuckle “I’m sure would love to stay here wouldn’t you, but you see…” you say softly, turning around pressing gentle kisses along his jawline, “you’ve dragged me from my office…” you state, sucking softly at his neck, “you made me change…” now nipping at the wet skin while brushing your hands lightly over his bulge, “so now, I really feel like watching a move” you exclaim, jumping away from his warmth. 

“You tease,” he growls under his breath, “you’ll regret that later I promise, princess”

“I’m sure I will” you shout as you make your way down the hallway to the living room where all the avengers are already sat waiting.

After the chatter dies down, and you are now comfortably cuddled into Tony’s side. Steve presses play on the movie, After. 

The choice of movie being that of the girls this week and it seems none of the boys have watched the movie before (bar Peter, which MJ forced him to watch) making you excited to see their reactions. 

As the movie progresses, the scenes begin to become steamier and you feel yourself growing wet from the scenes of lust in front of you.

Unconsciously, you begin rubbing yourself lightly on Tony’s thigh desperate to find some friction. And although you are unaware of your actions, Tony is most definitely not. 

“I can feel you grinding on my leg sweetheart” he whispers softly in your ear. Causing you to turn bright red. “No need to be embarrassed princess.” He continues. You clear you throat quietly “I’m not embarrassed, it’s just… the blanket is all. It’s quite hot in here” you say defensively.

“Oh yes, I’m sure that’s it” he says as he teases his hand under the hem of your trousers, as his fingers lightly brush over your folds through the thin hem of your panties. 

“I take it, it’s the blanket that has made you this wet as well” he jests lightly, as he moves your panties to the side and slips a finger in.

You bury your face in his chest to muffle the sounds that are desperate to leave you. 

He adds another finger and increases the pace as your hips continue to search desperately for more friction. 

“That’s it sweetheart, get yourself off on my fingers in front of all our friends” he encourages as he slips in another finger, loving the feeling of your walls clenching tightly around him. 

“No matter how many times I fuck you, you’re still as tight as you were the first time” he whispers, pressing gentle kisses on your head. 

Your movements still, “y/n, you alright? You’re as red as Peter was when we made him watch 365 days” Nat asks, recalling the memory fondly. You clear your throat, “I am fine, just had a stressful day today and…” you stop suddenly as Tony resumes the movement of his fingers. “I am fine, honestly” you say forgetting what you had said previously and shorten your answer, wanting Nat to forget what you were talking about. 

“Ok” she says not fully believing you fully, but turns her attention back to the movie.

“Be careful sweetheart, don’t want all our friends how much of a slut you are for me” he whispers as you bite on his bicep to quiet your moans. Your hips bucking desperately, chasing your climax. 

But then it’s gone again.

“What? Tony?” You ask, confusion flooding your mind

“I told you I’d pay back for the stunt you pulled earlier” Tony smirks proudly, before announcing that he is going to bed. Leaving you sat there stunned.