Avengers: Reader Inserts

Trying ~ Tony Stark x Reader

 Word Count: 2,350ish

Requests: I would like to ask for Tony Stark x Reader, they reaaaalllyyyy trying to have a baby / Reader trying to tell Tony she is pregnant.

Warnings: allusions to sex, talk of pregnancy, talk of adoption, bad thoughts about self

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You and Tony were panting, sweat glistening from your naked bodies as you separated to both lay on your backs in bed.

"That was it," Tony stated, so confidently. "I know it."

"Tony," you scolded, "you and I both know it takes about 24 hours before any of your sperm might fertilize my egg."

Tony turned to face you. "Yes, but I just have this feeling about this time."

"Just... don't get your hopes up. Okay? I don't want this to break your heart."

"Honey." Tony moved closer to you, placing a gentle kiss on your lips. "I'm only worried about your heart. But trust me, this is going to work."

"If you say so..."

"I know so. And if it will make you feel better, then how about another round? Just in case." His hand began to trail down your abdomen.

"I guess it wouldn't hurt." You smiled.

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When your period showed up three weeks later, you knew you weren't pregnant. But you didn't know how to tell Tony. It had been so hopeful and it hadn't been the first time he'd been that hopeful. You two had been trying to get pregnant for about a year now, with nothing to show for it.

Tony was supposed to be at work, well upstairs in the lab. So you thought that you were safe with sobbing into yourself on the toilet. That's why you practically fell into the toilet when a knock sounded at the bathroom door.

"Honey?" Tony called through the door. "Are you okay? I heard crying."

"I'm—" you cut yourself off, needing to clear your throat. "I'm fine, Tony. Just go back to work."

"That's not what FRIDAY told me. Come on, babe. Let me in."

You clenched your eyes shut as you sucked your lips in. One of your arms wrapped around your middle as the other one covered your mouth. Tears slipped through your closed eyes.

"I'm worry," Tony whispered against the door. "Baby..."

"Just..." you struggled to speak between holding back sobs and breathing. "I need some time."

Tony sighed. "Okay. Well, I'm not leaving. I'm staying right now here until you need me." You could hear him sliding down the door to sit on the floor. "Right here."

Tony's heart was breaking as he heard your cries from behind the door. FRIDAY was instructed to warn Tony every time you weren't doing well. So he had rushed down here as soon as his AI had informed him that you were crying in the bathroom. He had an idea of what it could possibly be, making him want to cry as well.

Tony and you wanted a child. But Tony wanted you to have his child. He wanted to pamper you and prepare and stress and do all that new dad stuff. And he wanted you to experience pregnancy. Though, he was slowly coming to the conclusion that just being a parent, watching you be a mother, would be enough. Even if it was through adoption. Tony knew you would both love any child that you welcomed into your lives.

"Tony," your tired voice croaked.

He knew immediately that you were ready for him. He hurried to his feet and opened the door. He swore you could hear his heart shatter, just as he could hear his own. You were huddled up on the toilet lid, blood shot eyes and tear stained cheeks. There was tampons and pads lining the wall, a sign of what was happening.