JasticaRomantica

Like A Virgin (Tony X Reader) (One-shot) Today was your wedding day. You were excited, happy, nervous, and scared. Just like everyone, you were having doubts but you knew deep down in your heart that you loved this man more than anything in the world. "You ready?" your best friend Natasha Romanoff asked. "Yeah, I think so." you smiled nervously. "Don't worry. Just have fun out there." "I'll try." Moments later the ceremony was starting, and because neither you or your soon to be husband were very traditional you had your wedding party dance down the aisle to Ariana Grande - The Way ft. Mac Miller. After Clint and Natasha danced down

Pepper was sitting on the couch facing the two of you with her legs crossed and hands resting on her lap. A scowl was shown on her face as she eyed the two of you closely before speaking. “So this is what you’ve been doing while I was gone,” she glared at Tony but went back at looking at you. “Well you could’ve of done so much better Tony, but I guess you had to choose the trash.” she spat out. That was a straight bitch slap across your face. How could she say something like that about you? You were hoping that maybe Pepper had had a little bit too much wine and was only saying those things because she fel

The water balloon fight was very fun and you enjoyed yourself a lot. The most important part however was that your team won. Okay that and it looked like Tony was starting to feel better after the whole Pepper thing. After the water balloon fight, you guys went your separate ways and headed back to the Tower with Tony. You hoped that you would see the Avengers again outside of work but slightly doubted it since SHIELD loved to give their agents loads of work. So now here you were, sitting on the couch munching on an apple while reading your favorite book. You turned the page right when Tony strolled into the room, his face covered in soot/ash

Tony Stark was serving left and right on the sidewalk, his mind fuzzy and his eyesight blurry as well. Today was not working in his favor. He had just gotten into another fight with his girlfriend Pepper. By now he didn't even remember what the stupid fight was about. He just exited a bar near by the the Stark Tower after having a few too many drinks. Now this was Tony Stark. Of course by now he could handle himself while drinking since he had grown accustomed to drinking a lot.         As he walked down the street, he heard strange noises coming up ahead. Being the drunken person that he was, he didn't really pay much attention to it. When h

 Working for SHIELD was harder than you thought it was. In just about two weeks you had done three submissions that were considered no big deal to you however you needed your well deserved rest. So when Fury told you that you were going to be given the day off, you were more than happy and grateful. Unfortunately during those two weeks Pepper had come back only to end up having another fight with Tony. You felt bad for him, you truly did. Pepper was a good friend but when you listened in on their fights, you realized how much of a big deal she made things appear when they were not. Tony was really trying his best to please Pepper but it just

Flying high above New York while clinging onto Iron Man’s suit was something you never thought you would do. During the flight you did your best not to look down but you peeked once, getting dizzy almost instantly. Thankfully you managed to get to Stark Tower all in one piece. Landing  safely on the Tower’s roof you got back on the ground and stood there while his armor detached himself from Tony. He strode confidently towards you, obviously proud that he had such high tech technology, and guided you back inside the Tower. “You liked the show ?” He asked you with a smirk plastered on his face. “Yeah whatever roc

Your body hit the floor. You pushed yourself up to your feet. “Hit me again.” “You sure, sweetheart?” “Tony, hit me again.” He swung and you dodged. You jabbed twice and barely felt his gloved hand hit your jaw. Sweat and pain clouded your vision. The only thing you could concentrate on was the rhythm of the blows. Hit, dodge, dodge, hit, hit, duck, step, duck, hit, dodge, block, block, block. Wisps of hair clung to your face, and hot, labored breath heaved out of your chest. The hits landed on your defensive arms over and over again. Each beat drummed your thoughts into your head. Hit by hit Tony force

As an Avenger, You had fought with many creepy, and scary looking beings. You had encountered way to many near death experiences, been hospitalized multiple times, and were considered one of the most brave people on the team. There was only one thing that you were terrified of. The dentist. So when you found out you had to get your wisdom teeth removed, well, you were not a happy camper. You hid yourself in your room and attempted to take flight to Malibu just to avoid the appointment. But your boyfriend had dragged you back before you could board the plane. When the day of the procedure rolled around, Tony had to carry you kicking and scr

You laid in your bed, eyes wide open and completely tired. You moved your gaze from the ceiling and looked at the clock. 2:58 a.m. Fuck. You tossed and turned, trying to fall asleep. You just couldn't, there was no way to explain it. At night you were awake, constantly. Maybe an hour or so of sleep before DAMMIT you're awake again for good. You considered calling Tony, but he was in China, leaving you all alone at Stark Tower. You asked Jarvis multiple times what to do, but all of his suggestions failed. You even considered breaking the no masturbation rule Tony set in place for when he was away on business, but you knew it wouldn't work

You walked through the Stark Industries building, looking for Tony everywhere. He promised you he'd come in today for a very important meeting, but so far he hadn't made his presence known. You sighed and went to your own office, setting your paperwork on your desk and turning around, screaming in surprise. "Mr. Stark! What the hell are you-?!" "Shh..." He whispered, nursing his aching head on your couch. "Sick." You sighed, "Sick or hungover?" "Sick." "Then why are you here? In my office? All you had to do was call me and I'd have been okay with that." You scolded. "You wouldn't believe me." You sucked on your teeth, "You know me too