Love And Marriage

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Quote: You don’t save a marriage by sleeping with other people.–Lucifer

Mostly Memory: slant/bold. Quote:small/bold

“What the hell, Anthony!” She yelled scaring both brunettes in the bed she shared with him. The women who looked half her age scrambled off the bed in a rush and ran out of the room getting dressed as she ran out the tower. This time she was throwing objects at the genius screaming and swearing every word under the sun. And yes this wasn’t the first time, but its sure as hell will be the last. “How could you do this to me!? Time and time again I forgive and you do it again!!” She tried taking control of her emotions, but they over took her and laid everything out on the table.

Tony slipped on his clothes yelling back and forth with his wife. It was a screaming match that all of New York could hear. “Maybe if you weren’t such a controlling bitch I wouldn’t need to rush into the arms of a women that would get off my back!” He yelled back and she was stunned into silence. Tony continued talking. “Ever since we been together you’ve been trying to change who I am and I got sick of it, but you were America’s golden girl I couldn’t dump you. You just couldn’t take the hint ,sweetheart.” He finished his intoxicated words got the better of him, but drunk words were sober thoughts and maybe this is exactly how he felt after all these years.

“I want a divorce.” She said her voice shaking not wanting to cry in front of the man she loved and she thought loved her back. “What?!” He turned on his heels and stared at her the shouting didn’t sober him up, but those four words did. “What did you say?” He asked as if he didn’t hear her. “I’m through, Tony. I’m tired of this back and forth. You said it yourself your not willing to change your partying playboy ways so I’m through.” She said as she went to get her phone to call her brother. “I want a divorce.” Those were the final words uttered to him before she stopped talking to him all together taking off the ring made from the metal of his original reactor the diamond glowing the same blue that lulled her to sleep. Y/n twirled the ring in-between her fingers a nervous habit after the years.

Steve got to the tower from his apartment along with Bucky and Sam. His two friends walked into her bedroom to hear Tony shouting and pleading for her to listen to him. Steve went to his sister as his friends pulled the thrashing man out of the room and to a different part of the building so he could cool off. Tony in the end didn’t calm down and was getting violent to the point they had to knock him out and by then Y/n was getting packed with the help of Steve

The suitcase was harshly zipped up as she rushed closing it. Tears flowed freely down her face as she packed all her things well all the things she bought herself. She wasn’t running, running was for cowards she was escaping before she drowned herself in whatever kind of love she once had with her husband. Y/n breathed in through her nose as her body convulsed with another fit of silent sobs. Trying to calm down she wanted to get think clear. Did she really want to leave? No, but he didn’t give her much of a choice. The light tan line on her finger just further proved she wasn’t turning back…not this time. Not even for him. Y/n needed time to think without the threat of the end of the world and out from under her now ex’s crushing ego.

She was shacking with anger and in grief it happened again and she was done with it all. Tony fucking Stark her husband, lover, best friend cheated on her again for the third time that she knew of. Y/n saw it she was always there at the wrong time almost like he wanted her to see how pleased he was with another. Steve came out of the bathroom with more hygiene products. “How are you feeling? Are you okay?” He asked for what feels like the hundredth time. Steve knew Y/n wasn’t okay he could see it and the sight made him want to rip Stark a new one. With a deep inhale she looked up at him with s slight smile as real as she could make it. “I’m okay I just need to get out of here. Fresh air. New scenery if possible.” She said as she looked longingly at a picture on the nightstand not noticing that her brother left with her bags while she stared off. The picture was of her fifth date with Tony after being together as boyfriend and girlfriend for two years, a light festival their first openly public date for cameras to capture them together making it official. America’s Sweetheart with a Playboy billionaire…that headline alone should have been the first of many red flags.

The memory played vividly in her mind. Her eyes shined like stars as she dragged him behind her. It was still light outside and the small park was crowded. “Come on, Tones!” She said excitedly as she dragged him along. Many people looked at them and whispered, but they didn’t care. They spent the night talking about any and everything it felt so natural. Y/n stared into the sky on their picnic blanket having already painted her lantern with a good amount of wet paint still on her hands. “We’ve been on what feels like a million dates and this seems like the perfect one to ask you. Will you marry me?” Tony said holding a black velvet box with a f/c diamond ring. “I thought you’ll never ask!” She pulled him into a kiss paint covering his cheeks as lanterns where released. He kissed back hands resting on her hips. “Let’s go home Mrs.Stark-Rogers.” Tony said with a smile. “Well come on then Mr.Rogers-Stark.” He was once again dragged away. “No no no my name first Steve will not hold that over me!” Y/n giggled as the memory faded into a much older one.

The twelve year old girl was getting her hair brushed by her mother. “Mama what’s love like. I know you love daddy so what’s it like?” She asked it’s been two years since her father died ,but her mother always said she stilled loves him. “Love is a amazing feeling that doesn’t happen often and sometimes it can hurt.” The blonde women said to her daughter she couldn’t tell her wanting love cost more then giving it. “Why will it hurt?” The young h/c girl asked turning around. “You’re to young to know right now, but at some point you will.” By the time Y/n turned fifteen she learned that loving someone can hurt after she stood next to her brother and best friend looking at the slab of stone that marked their mother’s grave.

The first time it happened she was pissed, but not at the right person at the time. The second red flag.. Screams are what filled the house as Y/n threw clothes at the tramp that was in bed with her drunk husband. She was so anger, but that just hid the pain she was feeling three years for him to cheat. After shutting the half clothes harlot out on the front porch of the Malibu home she stormed back to Tony. He stayed in his boxers on the bed looking dazed he was drunk. “Why?” Is all she could ask as tears fell down her cheeks. The billionaire stood up and walked toward her he wiped her tears. “I’ll change. I promise.” He kissed her head. She believed him she had faith that he couldn’t change for them. After all Y/n did the same she gave up being a hero along side her brother because he told her he already worries about getting home to her as Ironman no need to add the stress of not knowing if she’ll get home. So she hung up her red, white, and blue catsuit for him.

After a year Y/n sat in her art studio wear she sold her and other rising artist artwork after Tony said she shouldn’t paint in the tower,she painted with her brother laughing messing with colors. She was thankful she put down plastic tarp beforehand a giggle rang out when Natasha walked through the door. Without saying anything she drops a magazine on the table of brushes next to Y/n. On the cover was Tony kissing some red head though a window tears welled in her eyes as she wiped her hands he eyes not leaving the cover till it was picked up off the table. Natasha comforted her as Steve took the magazine and paced. “ Am I stupid for trusting him? Thinking he would change?” She asked as the waterworks flowed. “No ,if anyone is stupid its him. Ever since he came out as Ironman he thought he was untouchable. God imma kill him!” The red head said while Steve was flexing his hand not wanting to hit any of the stored art pieces. The third red flag for all to see.

The bus rocked back and forth as she looked over at her brother sleeping next to her. They were heading to the airport and he was going to see her off before possibly killing Tony. Speaking of she looked down at her phone and saw dozens of missed calls and hundreds of unread text. She felt that the world was so much bigger after leaving, after getting away from the place that no longer felt like a home. Turning back to the window a memory came to surface as a teenage girl sat on the bus watching old Brooklyn go by. She thought life was so slow she wanted to grow up faster and experience life. Y/n wanted to find love like her parents had. “What are you thinking about doll?” She turned and in Steve’s place was Bucky her adoptive big brother. “Nothing important, James.” She said with a sigh as the old modeled cares turned back to modern vehicles and yellow taxi’s.

Tony woke up and ran around the tower while calling and texting his wife. “Friday track Y/n’ s phone. He said as he went to the lab to get in his suit. "She’s as NYC airline.” The irish voice answered as he stepped into the suit letting it close around him. Before the hatch could open completely he was flying out of the tower to the airport. “Any idea which flight?” He asked wanting to get there before it’s to late. “No boss, but the next flight leaving is heading for U.K and boarding in fifteen minutes.” Time was running out he needed ever second he could spare. “We’ll make it in ten.” That night Ironman flew to save whatever he had left.

Y/n held her ticket in her shaking hands her breath uneven. Steve left after the bus dropped her off they said their goodbyes not making the separation hurt any less. Her thoughts came back to Tony all the good times made her smile, but the dark clouds took them over soon after. It felt so right to be in his arms thinking about the future they had with each other within seconds that became a distant memory. What’s sad is she wants to go back wondering if she held on to those moments longer they’ll last forever. The ring she slipped back on her finger weighed a ton. Y/n didn’t have the strength to take it off not for good at least and this made her feel weak. Pain was heavy in her heart from the constant ache, but the little voice kept saying maybe if we tried harder he would have loved us the way we love him, maybe rushing into a relationship wasn’t the best idea, maybe he’s happier without us ,maybe not telling him about the positive test was the best option ,maybe…maybe.

A hand resting on her stomach she wanted to laugh, but that would have brought on a fresh wave of tears. She started off the day without Tony in bed and sicker then she’s been since her pre-serum years. Y/n went to the doctor completely covered form any prying eyes and the test were clear she couldn’t believe it she took about ten test in her studio bathroom before heading back to the tower. Howard warned her and Steve that the serum might sterilize them, but at the time both of them were to small and sickly and she knew getting pregnant might kill her anyways so they both agreed to it. Y/n wished she could hug the man today he made her better and let her have a gift she never thought was possible. A baby was growing inside her. Tony never really talked about kids and neither did she since that wasn’t a possibility before, but the moment she held five of the clearer test she wanted to rush into his arms and have him be the first to know. That quickly fell apart that evening and now she’s here.

The suit landed out side the airport and Tony immediately ran out of it into the building looking through his tented shades he followed the path Friday set for him rushing through security. “Now boarding flight A145 to United Kingdom. Ahora aborda—” The intercom rang out. He was running out of time. There he saw h/c hair one of a couple dozen in line due to the oddly timed flight. “Y/N!!” Many heads turned at the shout while so gasped and whispers started. She looked at him and froze. His eyes looked bloodshot and he wore baggy sweats and a AC/DC shirt. Turning back around she tried to get on the plane quicker, but a hand grabbed her arm. “Please listen to me. I’m so so sorry! I’m a fucking moron okay? I know I just keep screwing up between us and I know you’re tired of me saying I’ll change, but if it means I keep you in my life I’ll do damn near anything.” Tony’s voice shook as his eyes welled with tears people crowed to see the Starks some seemed to clued in on the subject while others were lost. “You can’t fix this Tony. There’s nothing to fix between us you said your piece and actions speak louder then words there is no saving this.” Y/n whimpered holding her hand in her own.

“I can save us, N/n! Please just give me a chance too. You and me against the world right?” She shook her head no as she looked into his brown eyes with her glassy e/c ones. “Wrong. You just don’t get it do you? You don’t save a marriage by sleeping with other people. And I gave you more then enough chances to change because God I changed so much for you!! I gave up saving people, gave up painting in the tower, stopped helping Pepper with business, stopped going to briefings, and so much more. All for you and you couldn’t do one thing for me.” With quivering hands she gently brushed the tears from his cheeks letting her hands go from his shoulders to his hands. “I loved you, Anthony. I always will have a special place in my heart for you, but clearly the same doesn’t go for you.” Y/n now held one of his hands bringing his knuckles to her lips giving them a chaste kiss.

She let go of his hand as she stepped back from him many of the passengers having already boarded the plane. “Don’t say goodbye.” He said voice small and weak. “…don’t think of this as a goodbye. We just met at the wrong time in the wrong place. Maybe I’ll come back to you and just maybe we can start again from the beginning, but until then this is a see you later.” She turned and went on board as he stood their feet glued the the floor. Looking down at the hand she held the ring sat in his palm she left him with a piece of his heart while she took the rest with her. What is a marriage withoutlove

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A/n this is the second to last one before the full masterlist is posted. Fyi I wrote a happy ending and if it’s really wanted I’ll make a short one-shot of it but angst ending for now.

Next quote is a free space and I’m going ham!!!!

Masterlist Round Two

@spnquotebingoround 1 masterlist

• Supernatural & Actors

x Female!Reader

Love Among Tragedies Crowely x Reader

Some say the feeling of love was like your stomach is full of butterflies,but why does it sting?

Light To His DarknessLucifer x Winchester!R

Something about the girl made the darkness within his be driven away by her light. It made him soft damn you Winchesters!

x Male!Reader

You Are WereMineS. Winchesters x Reader

Sacrifices are often made for the ones we love….even if it might hurt.

Platonic Relationship

Just You And Me prequel to wwtt

Sam and Dean are on there second hunt to find John. They need help from the one person who hates Wendigos the most Y/n Winchester

What’s Worse Then Tuesdaypt.1

What’s worse then watching your big brother die on repeat? Your baby sister following shortly after in a worse way.

Thank God It’s Fridaypt.2

Three days on repeat to save their sister before it’s too late, but they need to realize sooner or later you can’t save everybody. And maybe everybody doesn’t want to be saved.

Life Without A Script Rob Benedict x Daughter!reader

Everyone knows a typical runaway story right? A big fight field by built up anger leading to honest yet misunderstand words. But this story doesn’t go by the script its life after all with no cameras around.

• Super-unnatral(Alternate Universe)

Female!Reader

We’re Batshit CrazyJason Todd x Clown!R

Love is crazy at times especially when the Hero falls for said crazy.

Male!Reader

Angel With A ShotgunMichael!Dean x M!R

Novak’s are a powerful Mafia and the L/n’s are a unstoppable gang. United in marriage are the two eldest sons.

Platonic!Relationship