(Un)Broken List

(Un)Broken List

Pairing: Tony Stark x reader, Steve Rogers x reader

Summary:  You and Steve were together before the Accords but he left you without a goodbye. Is it possible for your heart to heal?

Chapter One      Chapter Two   

Chapter Three   Chapter Four   

Chapter Five      Chapter Six   

Chapter Seven   Chapter Eight   

Chapter Nine

What about the tik tok videos where you fake sleeping and see how he reacts. I think he'd be playing video games while facetiming you and when he asks you something and you don't respond he takes a glance at you and he can't stop smiling. “Babe you asleep? Fuck I wish I was cuddling you right now. Sweet dreams angel I love you ” and just kisses the screen saying goodbye.

🥺🥺🥺 this made me so soft 😭

“Babe, did you try that new coffee drink you were talking about yesterday? how was it? sweetheart-” and when he sees your eyes shut, and what appears to be you sleeping peacefully he can't help but let out a quiet “Aww” 

“Baby, are you asleep?” he’d whisper, just to make sure he doesn’t accidentally wake you up from being too loud. and when you dont respond, he picks up his phone from where it was resting on the table, taking a screenshot of how cute you look 🥺 and he’s all smiley with huuuuge heart eyes in the corner of the screen.

“Goodnight, baby. you look so cute 🥺 fuck I wanna cuddle you so bad. sleep well baby, I love youuu.”

why could I imagine him not wanting to hang up 😭 like part of him feels like it would be mean to just hang up while you're sleeping, so he places the phone back on the table, making sure to be quiet so that the sound of him getting ready for bed doesn’t wake you up.

and if you were in LA I lowkey feel like he’d drive over to your place... and he’s on FaceTime the whole time until he sees you in person 🥺 and you’re lowkey confused as to what’s going on, because you’re not actually asleep, but david’s still not hung up the FaceTime call, after pretending to be sleeping for so long you start to doze off. until you hear the front door open quietly, David coming in after using the spare key you gave him. and he slowly tiptoes into your room, trying to be quiet as he slips into bed next to you, wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you into his chest. “Night night, angel. I love you 🥰”

((this could be done with any pics of them))

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Everything I Need

Request: So can I request one where Tony x reader. Where their little daughter interrupt and being naughty and all that lol . Just a cute family fluff. Thank you!

Pairing: Tony x Reader, daughter

Warnings: Cuteness

“I wanna see daddy!” Your daughter exclaims from her bed. “I wanna see daddy!”

             Walking over to Rylen you pick her up. Placing the 2 year old against your hip, you push her already unruly curls from her face. Every other aspect of her reminds you of her father, your husband, Tony Stark. The curls she inherited from you, but the sparkling eyes of wonder and need to get what she wants is all her father.

“Daddy’s busy sweetie.” You carry her toward her playroom. “We are going to play in here till he is all done. How does that sound?”

“I want you both to play,” Rylen’s eyes start to droop towards the floor with tears filtering behind them.

             This girl really knows how to pull at your heart strings, anyone’s really. Last week you caught Happy sneaking her three cookies all because of the eyes she gave him. With Tony all she needs is to bat an eyelash and he is wrapped around her little baby finger. It has been this way since the moment she was born.

             Tony was excited but terrified of becoming a father. He wants to be better than his dad, wants to make sure that Rylen knowns she is loved, wants her every need to be taken care of. While you loved him for this, it has also caused problems. Whoever said you can’t spoil a baby was clearly mistaken. You can spoil a baby, and you were the only one strong enough to withstand your precious baby’s tactics… for the most part.

“Honey do we have any-“

“I got it, I got it.” Tony’s voice trails behind you in the kitchen.

             Seconds later he holds two jars, one containing pickles while the other contains mustard. It is one of the many weird craving you have had since the beginning of the pregnancies and it wont be the last, but this is your favorite.

“Please tell me that when you come out mommy will go back to eating normal food.” He speaks toward your belly.

             Smacking him, you both laugh. About the same time the baby starts to kick. Reaching for your husband’s hand you place it on your belly. Surprised at the force Tony slightly jumps but places his other hand on the area as well.

             Sometimes you’re scared that he will think this is all too much. That he’s not ready and leave. Though looking at him right now causes all those fears to run out the door. Tears form against his eyes as he feels his child moving. Looking up at you, you see nothing but love and adoration toward you and the baby.

“I love you,” he whispers placing a kiss against your lips. “I love you,” he clears his throat and kisses your belly.

             The odd silence pulls you from your memory. Scanning the room you find the Legos that Rylen was playing with only a moment ago abandoned on the floor. Looking behind the rocking chair and the play kitchen you find the room absent of your daughter.

“Rylen,” you huff as you realize where she is going.

Tony’s Pov

             The meeting is long and boring, just like any other meeting he has had this past week. All he wants to do is be with his wife and child or in the lab while they are napping. Tony does not want to miss a single moment of Rylen growing up. He was there for her birth, her first words, her first steps. He wants to be there for everything, every heartbreak that is bound to happen in the future, every science fair, and every goofy creative thing she does every day.

“What are you going to do if she doesn’t become a billionaire genius like you?” (Y/N) teases from the doorway.

             She watches as Tony holds their three month old child in his arms with as much wonder as he did the day Rylen was born. Their daughter lies asleep in his arms. Tony loves watching her sleep. The way her face scrunches up every once in a while makes his heart flutter, and he loves being here when she wakes up. Loves the way she searches for him and her mother.

“Honestly, if she wanted to join the circus I would be more than willing to let her.” Tony glances up for a moment at his wife. “I just want her to be happy, and I want to encourage her to do what makes her happy.”

“Daddy!” A small familiar voice exclaims. “Daddy daddy daddy!”

             Little Rylen appears by her father’s side arms stretched wanting to be picked up. Tony easily obliges and rests her on his lap. She buries her head into him as she wraps her small arms around his neck.

“Rylen!” He hears (Y/N)’s voice from the hall. Walking in she stops noticing the audience, “sorry for the interruption. This one has a habit of trying to get what she wants.”

             Tony’s smile widens as he takes in the sight of his wife. His sleep deprived, frazzled, short of breath, pajama all-day wearing, beautiful wife. (Y/N) has been by his side through everything. She saw him change from an arrogant ass to the man he is today, and he credits it all to her. (Y/N) was always able to bring him back to reality during his panic attacks, able to show him that there is more to love in the world than hate. She’s the women that brought his amazing daughter into the world.

“Uh oh,” he turns his attention to his daughter. “Has someone been bad?”

“No,” she sheepishly shakes her head.

             Tony shoots (Y/N) a wink and wraps his arms around his daughter. Mouthing I’ll take care of it he turns Rylen around so she’s facing the table.

“Time to give mommy a break,” he whispers in Rylen’s ear. “(Y/N) go rest or go out with your friends. I have this covered.”

             Blowing a kiss his direction, (Y/N) mouths a thank you back Tony’s way before closing the door. Looking back down at his daughter, he finds her head tilted far back enough to see him.

“Now are we going to run like that from mommy again?” He asks.

“No daddy,” she sniffles realizing she has been caught.

“That’s my good girl.” Tony kisses the top of his daughter’s head before resuming the meeting.

Tag: @vesta-ro 

Pancake Girl - Colson Baker

Summary - Each person is born with the age their soulmate is when they meet. The reader is at a diner when the number on their wrist lights up when a group of rowdy guys walk in.

29. Before the age of 16, it was nothing but a number. 27, 28, 29, 30. After your 16 birthday, that was the number that drove your life. Everyone had a number that corresponded with the age that their soulmate is when they meet. It was easy to tell if the person was your meant to be because when the numbers are put together they’ll glow a pretty color, at least that’s what your mother had been going on about since you got your number. 

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