Random x Reader One-Shots

I need a suit-Deceased! Tony Stark x Reader

"Pass me your phone." Peter said and Happy furrowed his brows.
"My cell phone?"
"Yeah. What's your password?"
"Password." Happy stated in a monotone voice.
"No, what is your password."
"Yeah it's password. Spelt out. P-a-s-s-w-o-r-d"
"You're the head of security and your password... is password?" Peter asked and Y/N walked in, handing Peter a drink.
"Yeah I've told him that and he won't listen." Y/N laughed and ruffled Peters hair.
"Hey hey hey, look I'm not too proud of it either."

Peter pulled out his phone and showed Flash live streaming, speaking in a stereotypical British accent.
"He's in london." Peter stated.
"London, right!" Happy said and walked to the front of the jet.
"I need a suit."
"We've got you sorted." Y/N said with a smile and pressed a button above the pilot seats, revealing a couple machines that Tony would always make up his suits on the move. "It's all yours, Peter. Take it away." Y/N smiled and she stood with happy, watching as he got a hang of how the machines worked and how suits would be built together piece by piece.

Y/N watched Peter in awe as a tear fell down her cheek and happy looked at her, pulling her into a side hug and placing a kiss on the top of her head.
"What?" Peter asked as the blue hologram framed his lower arm.
"Nothing." Y/N said with a heartwarming smile before wiping her eyes. Happy looked at him with a nod.
"You two take care of the suit, I'll take care of the music." Happy said and 'back in black' by AC/DC began to play.
"Oh my god I love this song!" Peter cheered.
"He taught you well." Y/N let out a soft hearty laugh.

"I miss him. And Nat and-" Peter mumbled on with a sigh and Y/N cut him off by pulling him into a tight hug.
"I know you do. We all do. But as much as the past can be changed in ways, that isn't something that can be changed. But we've got to get on with it."
"You need to stop hiding your true feelings, Mrs Stark. We can tell you're not okay, all you need to do is talk to us."
"We should probably get on with this, yes? Now, what suit are we basing this one off?" Y/N said with a smile, waving off what Peter said.

(A/N: Let's change the story here👀)

Later that night, Y/N was sat in her bed with Morgan in a deep sleep beside her.
"I taught him well did I not?" Tony said and Y/N laughed.
"Yeah you did. He misses you, you know. We all do, and Morgan still asks when you're coming home."
"She's too young to understand. She'll understand one day."
"I guess so. Someone's coming down the hall, I love you."
"I love you two... I love you 3000."

Y/N heard a knock on her door and mumbled 'Mhm' not to wake Morgan up. "Mrs Stark I was just walking past the door and I heard you talking, and you sounded upset. I was just wondering- are you okay? Who was you talking to?"
"I was talking to Tony..."
"Tony? Like Mr Stark? But he's dead-"
"Peter come sit down." Y/N suggested and Peter obeyed and sat down. "Want to know a little secret? But you can't tell anyone else."
"Yeah of course, what is it?"
"Every person at one point in their life, will be able to talk to one person who's died."

"What? Like a medium?"
"Kind of. Everyone will have someone they love most in their life, and when that person dies, you can talk to them and only them." Y/N explained and Peter swallowed some tears.
"But why can't I see anyone? Why can't I see Tony?" Peter began to stumble over his words, so Y/N held his hands.
"Because he's not the person you'll love the most in your life. Your still young Peter, you're still a teenager for gods sakes." She laughed softly and Peter joined in.

"What about Morgan? Can't she see him?" Peter questioned and Y/N shook her head.
"Nope and she won't ever be able to. You can't love someone the most in your life, when you don't really know their true self. I mean it's not always your partner either. Wanda can see her brother. If you talk to her about it she'll explain more. She's had it longer than I have. She doesn't mind talking about it... Now go to bed, it's a school night." Y/N laughed and nudged Peter with her elbow. He stood up and waved softly.
"I'll see you tomorrow. Tell Mr Stark I love him and I'm sorry. Goodnight Mrs Stark." He mumbled sadly and walked out.
"...Goodnight." Y/N sighed and laid down, staring at her bedroom roof.

He was bound to find out eventually.