toni kitten

marvelouswhovianfairytales  asked:

More fluffy headcanons this one courtesy of my cat: Tony adopts a kitten and falls in love. His kitten would have all the best toys.

Technically it’s still bitter Sunday, I know, but since I already posted a lot of mixed stuff today and am in desperate need of some fluff here we go. Also I’m sorry you had to wait so long for this response but thank you so much for this beautiful headcanon!! 

(I just noticed that one kitten became five, oops? But I hope you like it!)

I think I’ve mentioned it before but I headcanon Tony as someone who is terrified of having a pet, of the responsibilities that come with caring for a small animal. He never has a pet, not as a child because of his parents, and later because he can barely keep himself alive and in one (more or less complete) piece. Until he’s accidentally stumbles upon a cartoon of abandoned kittens.

And he knows he should give them up, they’re young, they’ll surely find another, better home but he’s just broken things off with Pepper and one of those tiny fur balls is rubbing it’s head against his hand and making a sound like it’s trying to purr but hasn’t quite figured out how yet and Tony’s in love.

He gets JARVIS to order whatever it is young kittens need. It takes him a while, but he figures they are around twelve weeks old which is good because they should be able to survive without their mother. After that JARVIS, sweet, beautiful AI that he is, projects some information sheets onto the nearest surface–which somehow leads to Tony shopping cat toys, and boy are there a lot of cat toys, online. Also food because his kitties–there are five of them–deserve the best food. And something warm, comfy to sleep in. (He orders seventeen different models and lets them try all of them until they make a decision. Their favourite is placed in Tony’s private suite, the others are evenly distributed thorough his personal floors.

It only occurs to him that he’s supposed to name the kittens after one of them breaks his Captain America mug and he wants to yell but there’s no name forthcoming.

And well, that’s how Mithril, Phrik, Scrith, Dilitihium and Adamant move into the Stark Tower.

(”You named your kittens after metals?”

Fictional metals.”)

And yes, they are possibly the most spoiled cats in the Marvel universe. Mithril and Scrith are incredibly affectionate by the way, and always rub against Tony’s legs and jump on his lap or try to clim up his body. Dilithium prefers to watch them from afar and generally stroll through her territory on her own. Adamant is incredibly wary of strangers and Phrik just keeps miraculously appearing out of thin air whenever Tony so much as reaches for the cat food.

Also, just to end this on a beautifully fluffy note: Imagine the other Avengers coming back home from a long mission, only to find a sleeping Tony on the couch, four warm, purring kittens draped all over him, and one pair of glowing eyes watching them from high up on a cat tree they are 85% certain wasn’t there when they left, and one of the kittens turns its head to look at them, yawns, stretches and buries itself further against Tony’s neck.

(Everyone takes pictures. They assure each other that it’s just for blackmail purposes but really, the sight is too cute to resist.)


T’Tony fic in which Tony is under the impression T’challa hates him, and T’challa is under the impression that they’ve been dating for a month. 

“Why on earth are you crying?” Rhodey asks when he finds Tony attempting to tie his tie through bleary eyes. Tony punches his shoulder, careful not to make the man lose his balance in the process.

“I am not crying. I was just thinking about T’challa. He’s just so damn pretty dude, like have you seen him? He’s so damn pretty.” Tony explains, wrangling his tie into submission under Rhodey’s unimpressed gaze.

“Which explains the tears how?” Rhodey asks, thinning his lips slightly when Tony opens his mouth fully prepared to bullshit his way out of the room.

“What like nobody ever cries staring at beautiful art?” Tony defends, crossing his arms over his chest and attempting to slip around Rhodey. “Even if he hates me I can still look.” Tony shoots back, accidently showing his hand. Rhodey’s eyes widen in realization and Tony barely stops himself from backpeddling.

“Two things Tones. One, comparing a person to art is a little offensive. Just Saying. Like King T’challa is a person he’s not just there for your viewing pleasure.” Rhodey starts, and Tony blushes sheepish at the gentle scolding. “Two, he doesn’t hate you, why would you think that?”

“I have a list!” Tony defends, choosing to ignore the valid point that his attempt at bullshit was mildly offensive to focus on the invalid point that T’challa doesn’t hate him. Because he does. Tony knows this for a fact.

“Of course, you do.” Rhodey mumbles, as Tony scrambles about for his Stark phone to apparently pull up a list.

“Okay well first, there’s the fact that he’s housing Cap and Squad. Like they have to be talking shit about me all the time, and if they’re friends with him he’s gonna hate me.” Tony explains, adamant. Rhodey shakes his head, and pats Tony’s shoulder comfortingly. “Then there’s the fact that they probably told him I’d try to buy his affection because he doesn’t trust me to pay for anything.” Tony scowls at the memory of their last meeting to talk about the accords. T’challa had absolutely refused to allow him to pick up the tab and it stung.

“Or maybe he has more money than you and can pay for his own stuff.” Rhodey mumbles, unimpressed by Tony’s logic.

“And, and, and, every time we meet for the Accords he always stares at me like I’m going to do something wrong Rhodey. I know they probably told him I was a backstabber.” Tony says, and his mind flashes back to Clint’s jab. “He doesn’t trust me.” Tony mutters, and Rhodey’s heart breaks for the ridiculous sad sack of a man in front of him.

“And here I thought I was staring at you because you’re so beautiful.” T’challa purrs from the door. The door which Rhodey would have been able to see that bastard. Tony shoots his friend a betrayed look. Rhodey looks away and whistles innocently rocking forward in the braces. “After all, why wouldn’t I focus on my date?” T’challa asks before Tony can decide whether or not to tackle Rhodey.

“Date?” Tony absolutely does not squeak, he is manly and he asks the question with dignity thank you very much Rhodey.

“Well of course, we’ve been dating for a month now, today’s our anniversary.” T’challa explains, and Tony’s jaw drops. They were dating? This whole time? He thought T’challa just wanted to meet about the accords.

“Oh gosh, I didn’t get you a gift.” Tony blurts, embarrassment flushing his cheeks. T’challa laughs beautifully, and Tony’s stomach drops out at the sight.

“That’s okay love, seeing as how you didn’t know we were dating I won’t hold it against you.” T’challa assures. Tony is weirdly relieved at the assurance that he hasn’t managed to ruin the relationship he didn’t know he was in. “I did however get you a gift.”

“You didn’t have to do that.” Tony replies, blushing when T’challa strides forward to kiss his cheek and pushes a small bundle of black fur into Tony’s arms. Which Tony definitely noticed prior to that moment. He just didn’t think it was important okay. The cat king carried a cat it wasn’t that weird, and it’s not like Tony was distracted by the fact that he was dating a king or anything.

“Of course, I did, as King, if I want to court you properly I have to provide you with gifts, and there is no greater honor than that which a cat can give.” T’challa informs Tony, who is stroking the little ball of fur with a shocked look on his face. The cat purrs. “She likes you.” Rhodey quietly exits the rooms, leaving them to their moment.

“Does she have a name, or do I get to name her?” Tony asks, rubbing the kitten’s ears gently. The kitten paws at his tie, and Tony pulls it loose so she can better play with it.

“She’s yours to name love.” T’challa assures him. Tony blushes bright red, and T’challa leans in bold in the face of Tony being adorable, and presses a soft kiss to his cheek. The kitten makes a swipe for his tie and Tony turns an even brighter red.

“Pantera.” Tony whispers. “It’s Italian for panther, to remind me of both you and my madre.” Tony explains, turning towards T’challa with a soft smile on his face.

“A beautiful name.” T’challa replies, and Tony leans up onto his toes, kitten held gently in his arms, and presses a kiss to T’challa’s lips.

concept: t'challa and bucky get into a fight because they find out that both of them have given tony the pet name of ‘kitten’

Asexual Tony Stark.

Asexual Tony Stark who started to have sex because it was expected of him.

Asexual Tony Stark who has sex because it was the only way he could have intimacy with another person without having to open up to them emotionally.

Asexual Tony Stark who hides his feelings of being broken behind a playboy persona.

Asexual Tony Stark who has a reputation he feels he needs to keep up.

Asexual Tony Stark (and the rest of the Avengers) who accompany Steve to a pride parade (in Tony’s opinion Steve looks adorable in pink, purple, and blue) when suddenly he comes across a small group of people with gray triangles on their shirts trying to pass out flyers, trying being the key word because everybody is avoiding them like the plague. So he gets closer (inconspicuously of couse) and finds out they’re Asexual and they don’t feel sexual attraction.

Asexual Tony Stark who suddenly has his whole world flipped upside down.

Asexual Tony Stark who charges up to the kids and demands to be told more about this ‘asexuality’ and at first they think Tony’s just being one of those assholes who don’t believe asexuality exists but they soon recognize the look of dawning understanding on his face and start in on their spiel. And after an hour of looking for Tony the other Avengers finally find him decked out in black, gray, purple, and white; talking animatedly with similarly clad people while stuffing his face with cake.

Asexual Tony Stark who is very proud about his sexuality and works very hard to bring it the visibility it deserves despite the hundreds of people trying to identity police him because he’s had so much sex in the past.

Asexual Tony Stark.

Black and White

 Requested by @weirdnewbie Hello. I would like to request and imagine with Tony Stark. Tony would be out on a mission and when he gets back the reader, his fiance, has adopted a kitten and puppy. Tony’s reluctant but finally agrees, plus the kitten takes a liking to him. Thanks💕

 Pairing: Tony Stark X Reader

 Word count: 475

 You hear someone downstairs and quickly locks the door. Keeping them locked up breaks your heart, but you need to talk to Tony first. He never liked pets. And now you kinda have two. They start crying and you whisper through the door, hoping they’ll be quiet for at least five minutes.

 “(Y/N)?” He calls you, his voice echoing. “Are you there?”

 “Yes, Tony. I’m coming!” Opening the door a bit, you take a look at the pets and both come running to you. “No, no. Go inside.”

 “What?” You turn around abruptly, facing your fiance with a smile.

 “Hello, handsome! Let me do the talking and…”

 “(Y/N), what the hell is this?” Too late. Tony looks at your feet, while the little animals are trying to get your attention. “Who’s paying you to take care of it?”

 “Nobody!” You carefully pick them up, the white, blue-eyed dog and the black kitten with green eyes. “They’re our babies now. I named the puppy White and the kitten Black.”

 “Not very creative.” Tony keeps staring at them, confusion all over his face. “What happened? I’m out for two weeks and then, boom, two pets. Did I miss something?”

 “Well, I was feeling lonely. I decided to adopt a puppy but I couldn’t decide…”

 “You didn’t even give me a welcome kiss. I’m getting jealous already.”

 A small laugh escapes your lips but you lean in to softly kiss his lips. “I missed you, babe.”

 “I missed you too. That’s why we’re having a romantic dinner tonight.” Tony notices Black tugging on his sleeve. “What is this cat doing?”

 “Awn, Tony, he likes you.” You slowly give Tony the kitten, but he pushes it back. “He likes you, c'mon, please.” Rolling his eyes dramatically, he takes Black in his arms.

 “I don’t like pets.”

 “I know.”

 “They’ll get all your attention.”

 “Stop it. They’re just babies.” You bounce a bit, White almost falling asleep in your arms.

 “They’re not babies because they’re not human.” Tony plays with the kitten, a smile coming to his lips.

 “Well, they’re our babies now. End of story.”

 “Fine. But go get ready. Our car will be here in two hours.”

 “Oh, I’m going to call Thor or Steve to babysit.” Walking back to the pet’s bedroom, you put White down on his bed.

 “I think they’ll be fine.” Tony does the same, but the kitten grabs his leg. “(Y/N), help me. This little monster won’t let me take a shower.” Laughing, you pick it up, kissing his forehead.

 “Go now before the monster is free again.”

 “Funny.” Tony pulls you into his arms, giving you another kiss. “Go get ready.” He whispers and leaves the room as you put Black down.

 “Meet you in the shower! In two minutes!” You yell, grabbing your phone to call Steve.

 “Can’t wait, babe!”

anonymous asked:

if you're still accepting prompts, can i request tony and cats?? not kittens, but like, older, semi-feral, mean, disabled and/or black cats that are less likely to be adopted? tony being super cute and amazing and loving the cats that nobody else likes (maybe he identifies with them or something??) and his partner (bucky or tchalla) watching with heart eyes

Aw, I love Tony with cats! Sorry, I just had to sneak a kitten in here. But only one! And she’s black! Which is why he has her! Because Tony makes poor choices! Also don’t worry about T’Challa being the voice of reason. He will eventually get heart eyes. Watch out for under the cut!

It started when he found an ugly cat with a flat face and a snaggletooth. It was mean and spit at him when he tried to get close. He had to get stitches for the scratches he got getting it into a pet carrier to take it to the vet.

Tony named her Griselda.

Griselda did not like being an indoor cat. Tony did not like having to see her limp around after fights. There was no compromise—only screaming from both sides.

Tony thought getting her a friend might help her adjust, so he went to the shelter. He chose a black cat, because the receptionist had said they didn’t get adopted often, and brought it home. His name was Leonard.

Griselda did not like Leonard.

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  • bucky calling tony ‘doll’: (ノ◕ヮ◕)ノ*:・゚✧

Imagine Tony smuggling kittens into his dorm by hiding them underneath a huge sweatshirt. 


“Tony, what was that?” Rhodey asked, turning his attention away from his work and towards Tony who had his arms crossed over his stomach. “Nothing.” Tony responded, his voice quick as he glanced around the room. Rhodey eyed him for a moment before shrugging as Tony did have the tendency to be odd sometimes. 

Tony said it was all part of being a genius. 

Rhodey said that he was just odd. 


“There it is again!” Rhodey exclaimed as he looked towards Tony again who had made his way over to his side of the room. “What again?” Tony questioned, eyes narrowed as he gazed at his best friend. “Are you sure you’re not losing it, sugarplum?” 

Rhodey thought about it for a second before shaking his head with a slight frown. “I would know if I would but I wouldn’t be surprised since I live with you.” He replied, grinning when Tony gasped and placed a hand over his heart. “I’m hurt.” Tony stated, trying not to smile but he was slowly failing. 

“Good.” Rhodey said with a slight laugh and was about to go back to his work when he realized something. “Tony…since when did you have a lump on your stomach?” He questioned and Tony stayed quiet for a moment before saying, “Since 6 PM?” 

Rhodey sighed before resting his chin in the palm of his hand. “It’s another kitten, isn’t it?” He said, giving a light smile when Tony nodded happily before lifting up his sweatshirt to reveal a light brown kitten with green eyes. It was completely adorable but from the looks of it, Rhodey could tell it was another abandoned kitten. 

That was the fifth one that Tony had found in two weeks. 

Rhodey didn’t even have to say anything as he stood up from his chair and began to help Tony take care of this little one.

Tony always found them good homes.

Steve, Bucky and T’Challa being petty to each other by taking their nicknames for Tony because of the smallest things. Steve and Bucky calling Tony kitten when T’Challa ends up getting the first morning kiss. T’Challa and Steve calling Tony doll because Bucky got to hold Tony’s hand during a meeting. Bucky and T’Challa calling Tony sweetheart because Steve got the first slice of Tony’s cake. And not just things involving Tony. There ended up being a full out war because someone ate Bucky’s leftovers and he’s pretty sure it was Steve or T’Challa but neither of them are admitting it so he takes Steve’s favorite dish and T’Challa’s dinner share in retaliation. None of them ever realize it was Tony who took it during his zombie walk after working for hours.

Ok ok ok…

Y’all know, that T’Challa knows Tony lost practically everyone on the accords, right? So what if the new King of Wakanda sent Tony a kitten? A fierce fluffly kitten to make sure Tony has company. And when the kitty arrives, Tony about cries over the cute and looks at Rhodey and says: “I’m not crying, you’re crying! Shut up, Rhodey!” even if Rhodes hadn’t said anything.

But see, cats are capricious and Tony thinks the kitty is not gonna like him all that much, but you know what? That fucking baby cat follows Tony around the facility and sleeps with Tony and sits dutifully besides the coffeemaker in the mornings and adores the shit out of Tony Stark, perhaps that’s why baby fierce Wakandan cat takes one look at Ross and hisses and when Ross doesn’t back off -maybe chiding Tony,- baby cat catapults off the desk and swipes at Ross’s cheek with a vengeance.

That night Tony makes sure kitty gets fresh salmon for dinner and sends T’Challa a text that simply reads: “Thanks.”

Steve gifts Tony with a kitten for Christmas. 

This happens when Steve has to travel out of New York for a convention because his artwork is doing incredibly well. While this is amazing, it means that Tony has to be left alone for the next four days and Steve won’t be back until the day after Christmas. They’ve never spent a Christmas apart since they got together and Tony wasn’t looking forward to it. 

Steve feels terrible for having to leave Tony by himself but he does remember Tony casually saying that they’d love if they got a pet. It has been mentioned more than a few times and Steve knows that Tony has been hinting towards this. Hoping that Steve would pick up on it and then they’d discuss about it to see if it’s possible or not. 

Well, Steve has been doing some thinking. 

They bid each other a warm and affectionate farewell, holding onto each other for a little bit too long before Sam actually has to drag Steve out the door. 

Then Tony’s alone. 

Come Christmas day, Tony has settled himself on the couch and has tuned into Home Alone when he receives at a knock at the door. 

Steve receives a request for Face Time from Tony and grins when he sees a happy and grinning Tony, holding a little black kitten to his chest. The kitten mewls before nuzzling into Tony’s neck and he just melts, cooing down at the little one and Steve has never missed home so much in his life. 

But he’ll be home soon and this is the last Christmas that they’ll spend apart, he’ll make sure of it.