Marvel and DC Imagines

Tattoo AU (Tony Stark x Reader)

I made that :) ^

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Tony had almost to no tattoos. His father told him not to fall in love. It was useless in Howard's opinion.

And Tony did just that, not loving anyone romantically.

Although he loves his mother and his friends very much, he never loved anyone romantically very much.

Only one on his back, Pepper.

But when she died, he fell down and shut everyone out. He neglected his duties as Iron Man and he handled his company carelessly, still a billionaire though.

And now, here was god's next plan in mind. Y/N.

She was a good friend of Tony for a long time already, knowing Tony's playboy ways already.

She never liked him romantically, so this love could only go one way.

When Tony was drunk or when he needed help the most, she was there to nurse him back to health.

She gave him a new way to look at life. In different perspectives, he learned to empathize with everyone and respect different thoughts even if he disagreed.

Holding the light for him, she showed the world again in a new light. She raised his mental state back to when it was.

And when he fell, it hurt knowing that he knew she didn't feel the same.

She was at his launch party for a new development for his company.

In her simple and sleek f/c dress, her eyes sparkling in the sunset.

Tony smiled as he clinked his champagne glass against hers.

"Enjoying the view?" He said, sipping on the drink.

"Yeah." She had a content look on her face as the sun shone its soft beams on her face. "I'm proud of you, Tony."

"Thanks, Y/N." he started at her as she was looking away. "Thanks for everything you did for me and dealing with me."

"Of course," She caught his gaze, gently smiling. "That's what friends are for."

That hit him right in the chest as he realize his feelings.

He could feel the tattoo forming on his back, close to his other shoulder blade. His eyes widening for a split second before quickly excusing himself and running off to his room.

Throwing off the black tux jacket and the buttoned shirt, it revealed a tattoo. A simple pair of lips smiling. Very familiar lips he now dreams of kissing.

Reality came crashing down on him as he was reminded that she was the same, with not a single tattoo on hurt body except her own.

But that didn't stop him from smiling whenever he saw her and begin happy around her.

Keeping his feelings in check, he followed her around like a lovesick puppy. Not far behind, he did whatever to show his love.

Because he had the determination that she once given him, he was sure to make her realize that they were meant to be, for he sees her as a guardian angel.

Delusion or not, he was stubbornly determined and will not take no as a answer.

Maybe it's his true playboy ways that he always had.