Random Oneshots

Tony Stark x Peter's sister! Depressed! Reader

You and Peter entered the Stark Tower, suits holding into your backpacks, as Jarvis alerted Tony of your arrival. "Homework?" Tony asked. "Yes." Peter said before you gave your bag to a robot. "Already did it." You said, walking off. "What's with her?" Tony asked.

"She's always been kinda like that. But, to be honest, it's gotten worse for her after we met you. Not saying you did something! But... I don't know." Peter said as you grabbed your suit and went to the roof. "Huh. Does she have consoling?" Tony asked, going up the stairs. "Not anymore!" Peter called after him.

Back to you, you were sitting on the roof, (1f/c) and (2f/c) spider suit on, as you watched the big city. "Being Batman or something?" You turned around and saw Tony with your favorite soda as he probably got himself whiskey. "Yeah. Kinda." You said, hopping off the glass fence.

Tony tossed you the soda as he sipped the whiskey. You caught it and popped it open. "Kid. What's going on? You're acting more Chemical Romance than usual." You chuckled at Tony's emo reference before sighing. "Mr. Stark... Remember when Peter told you about my Uncle's death causing my depression?"

Tony nodded, remembering that bit of news like the day he became Iron Man. "I... I don't want to lose you like my Uncle Ben..." You said as Tony perked. "Kid. I'm Iron-" "DON'T START THAT!" Tony got quiet as you gripped your can so hard you crushed it.

"YOU AND I BOTH KNOW THE CRAZY THINGS YOU DO! LOKI, THAT WEIRD GOVERNMENT GUY, BLACK SOLDIER, AND THOR ALMOST KILLED YOU!" You panted as Tony saw tears running down your face. "I just CAN'T lose the only father figure I have left." You said as you sniffed.

Tony placed his glass down and walked over to you. He opened his arms as you went over and wrapped your arms around him. Tony squeezed you a little as you cried into his shoulder. "(Y/N), I promise you will NEVER lose me. And I'm sure as Hell not going to lose you." Tony said, rubbing your back.

Yiu borh hugged eachother in silence until Tony said "Jarvis. Where is (Y/N)'s most senseative ticklish spot again?" You immeditally got out of the hug and ran as Jarvis gave the answer. "STAY AWAY!" You practically screamed. "Don't tell your father what to do!" Tony replied, chasing you.

"PETER! HELP!"

"Peter, if you help, no crime fighting for a week!"