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help

uh idk if this will reach anyone, but worth a shot.

I’ve been looking for a fic ft. Steve, Ari, Ransom and Andy and I can’t seem to find it

Steve, Ari, Ransom kidnap the reader (andy’s ex), who works at an art gallery and then she goes on to meet Andy years after their break up.

I stopped it midway and I didn’t save it, it would be of great help if y’all could just lmk the name or smtg!!

Thanks!!

MARVEL/AVENGERS MASTERLIST

Hello! My name is Kandi and I am an aspiring author. In this masterlist you can find all my works for this series linked under their respective characters. I write for the characters listed but I will make exceptions if requested. Thank you and happy reading!

LOKI LAUFEYSON

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THOR ODINSON

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TONY STARK

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PETER PARKER

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NATASHA ROMANOFF

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STEVE ROGERS

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SAM WILSON

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JAMES "BUCKY" BARNES

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BRUCE BANNER

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WANDA MAXIMOFF

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This masterlist along with my other will be updated any time a new fic is dropped or in the process of being worked on.

hide and seek | steve rogers

summary | While collecting the Tesseract and Pym Particles in the 70s, you watched as your boyfriend sees Peggy once again.

words | 1.4k+

genres | angst

pairing | endgame!steve rogers x avenger!reader

warnings | endgame spoilers

note | So... Basically, THIS one is why I made a Tumblr account. like, I needed this out of my head. Anyway, here it is. Feedback and reblogs are always appreciated :)

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“Excuse me! Out of the way!”

Your eyes met Steve’s as you heard Hank Pym’s rushed voice outside the room you two were hiding at. He gave you a single nod, indicating for you both to go. You were the first one to step out of the office. Wearing a white blouse and dark blue office pants, you managed to fit in the settings as a faux SHIELD agent in the 70s. While your boyfriend, on the other hand, is dressed in green khakis and a low-pulled cap as one of the soldiers.

Your heart is still in the same rapid pace ever since you, Steve, and Tony arrived at this timeline in Camp Lehigh. This whole thing was not part of the plan. You four, including Scott, were only supposed to get the Mind Stone in 2012’s Battle of New York. But with things not going according to plan, you ended up looking for the said stone in another timeline. Being a then-agent of SHIELD, you memorized the organization’s history and even maps. 

Steve didn’t want you to go with them at first, expressing worries about the possible dangers ahead. You and Steve have been together for years now. You were co-workers before any of this, and you already talked about the pros and cons of being an Avenger. But after a quick talk and backup from Tony, he lets you go with them. You tried to remain optimistic as you three prepare the timeline in your gadgets. But you were internally screaming as this is not part of the plan and you always prefer things in the plan. Natasha told you she always felt the same way too in every kind of mission she does, she just doesn’t let the team know. But when your boyfriend reached for your hand before traveling through time again, you felt a tiny sense of relief in your head.

That’s how you ended up here. Spotting Hank Pym’s name on one of the doors, you and Steve quietly walked into the laboratory. 

“Thank God, he doesn’t have any assistant here,” you whispered as you both looked around the place.

You were looking around the place when you hear Steve say, “Doll, it’s here.”

When you turned your head at him, his hand was already retrieving enough Pym Particle vials. He looked back at you with a smile as he slid the vials carefully into both of his pockets, “Let’s get out of here.”

Just like earlier, you exit the laboratory first with him following behind, looking down. Tony advised you two to walk in that order. So that, any type of attention can be avoided towards the Captain. You were even surprised how the female agent in the elevator, who talked directly at you after Tony stepped out, did not recognize who was the man behind you. You were closed to the elevator when you see the same woman with two uniformed guys.

“You’ve never seen either of these people before?” one asked, making you pause as you heard him.

Your eyes moved to the agent, “No. But I have an eye for this. Something looked fishy.”

Your eyes widened and about to turn around to Steve when you felt him pulling you in one of the doors again.

“Oh, shit. That was close.” you exhaled a big puff of air before chuckling. You heard Steve chuckle too.

The room was dimmed and empty of people so you did not waste any more attention examining the whole office. When you heard the people you were hiding on passed by, you turned to Steve.

“Babe, let’s–”

You stopped when you noticed him taking a step closer to a table. He was eyeing one of the framed pictures there. Your eyebrows scrunched before moving your sight to the picture. It was him. Steve. Before he got the super-soldier serum. Immediately, you cocked your head to see what was labeled on the door.

MARGARET CARTER

DIRECTOR

You let out a quiet gasp at the same time you sensed a heavy feeling in your stomach. Then, you looked back. Steve was staring at the door too. His expression… was something though. You tried to read him but the more his emotions became evident on his face, your heart was twisted tighter and tighter. His dark blue eyes transitioned from surprise to longing and you swore you heard your heart breaking.

It was like everything around him went blank and silent. Steve held the frame in his hands and when he heard a door slam shut, he looked up. In between the glass and its blinds, he sees her. Peggy. It was like he sensed his own heart beating heavier and slower. He held the picture frame firmer in his hands. It has been twenty-five years since he died but she still kept his image on her desk.

“Oh, for the love of- I’ll find the weather projections. You call Braddock and tell him to shelter in place. Assuming he’s bright enough to come out of the rain.”

He watched her as she seemed infuriated while conversing with a guy. And when she walked closer to the glass to read through the files, Steve absentmindedly walked closer too. Just to see her closer again at this state, behind the blinds. He takes in her blue eyes, her scarlet red lips, and the same dark brown she always sported. For the first time in years since he came back from ice, he sees the same Peggy he met before anything happened.

“It’s not lightning strikes he’s looking at…”

Peggy spun and strolled outside her office, unaware of two other people watching her back from the other side of the glass. The door slammed once again and Steve looked down. He let out a small but heavy sigh, sensing a mixed emotion of slight frustration and sadness.

“S-Steve?” your shaky voice called him out.

His head snapped up as he heard you. He remembered you were there with him too. Regret immediately sinks into his skin. Behind him, you watched everything happen. The more seconds passed by when he was looking at her, the more you felt harder to breathe. Steve barely hid anything from you about Peggy. He told stories from his past and you always listen and understand who she was in his life. He never fails to explain that he already moved past her and everything that happened in his past. But seeing him almost dazed after seeing Peggy again, revived that insecurity you had in the beginnings of your relationship. His reaction dug up those thoughts you thought you buried deep in your mind years ago.  

You swallowed the imaginary lump you felt in your throat before you spoke again, “Let’s go?” 

He nods and you stepped outside. Steve continued looking down, still avoiding any eye contact from everyone. That’s when he noticed your hands both formed into clenched fists on each side of your body. Like you were keeping things to yourself. Fortunately, the elevator was empty as you two rode in. But he persisted in staring down while guilt ate him up like an early breakfast. He stole a few short glances at you and you were just staring ahead with your arms crossed. The only sound that was made was you letting out a long, chilling sigh. Up until you arrived back on the camp’s grounds, you remained quiet. You and Steve are now walking side by side but it was like you two were miles and miles apart.

Steve gulped before he broke the silence, “Let’s wait here.”

You followed him, standing in between military vehicles. You see him nodding at someone, so you tracked his gaze and see Tony pointing to his briefcase while holding a bouquet of flowers. Out of relief, your lips formed a tentative smile before you noticed a familiar man approaching him.

“It’s Howard…” you whispered.

Tony hugged his father one last time before walking to you and Steve. He wore a contented smile on his face and somehow, your heart felt a little happy. But when your eyes met Steve’s baby blue ones, that happiness quickly faded. Steve, on the other hand, just wanted to talk to you as soon as possible. But knowing you, your main priority would be finishing this mission.

There was a big silence and obvious tension. Even Tony felt it. He watched as you and your boyfriend share glances. Now wanting to waste any more time, he decided to just break the awkward surface. 

“Let’s go, guys. Better bring this blue stone before anyone notices us.”

He was successful, splitting your distracted minds. You two nodded and began clicking on your gadgets again. Before time traveling once again, you did not expect Steve to give your hand a soft squeeze again. Your emotions did not change but you simply nodded. 

“Let’s go.”

𝐦𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐚 𝐝𝐚𝐲𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞

summary: y/n has an event to get to last minute, so steve has to take care of his daughter at work. in the universe of this one shot (read before)

pairings: dad!mafia/gang!steve rogers x wife!reader

warning: none just fluff!

-

Today has just been a day. You have no excuse except  for the fact that it slipped your mind and when your calendar notified you, an hour and a half before the event started your mind began to scramble. 

Steve’s parents can’t watch Elysia because they have a date night. They offered to cancel, but you couldn’t ask them to do that. Natasha was out of town. You had even asked the babysitter, but it was too last minute for her. So, there’s one last option.

“Hey doll, you girls alright?” Steve smiles into his phone, happy to hear your voice. 

“Hi, baby” you beamed, brushing on highlighter while keeping a careful eye on your daughter. Elysia was chilled out on your bed, entranced in an episode of Paw Patrol.

 “Look, I’m really sorry, it slipped my mind, but I have an event to get to in a few. And there’s no one to keep an eye on Elsie. Can I drop her off to you?”

“Yeah, of course. I've been missing her a little extra today anyway.” 

You sigh in relief, “I love you, you’re the best” you tell him, sending a kiss through the phone. 

-

It’s at least twenty-five minutes later until your heels are clicking against the lobby’s marble floor. Elysia’s designer baby bag is slung over your shoulder and your two-year-old is sitting on your hip as the two of you walk to Steve’s office. 

You knock on the door twice, before you pull it open. As you enter, Steve’s head shoots up, then an affectionate smile graces his face at the sight of his favorite girls. 

“Daddy!” Elysia cheers with grabby hands towards her father. 

Steve walks over to greet the two of you; kissing Elysia’s cheek and neck, chuckling as she squirms because his facial hair is ‘ticklish’, before he brings her into his hold. 

And before you know it, Steve brings his lips down onto yours. All while removing the baby bag from your shoulders. When he pulls away, he’s whistling with ardor as he spins you to give himself a 360 of what’s his. 

Your body is flawlessly dressed in a customized cream suit with gold buttons. The coat wraps  around you to accentuate your waist and breast, your pants hug your ass perfectly. As the pants flare out as they go down your leg. He loves how the diamond necklace and earrings he bought as one of your push gifts make your eyes twinkle.  

Your cheeks heat up at the way he fawns over you. Many years later and you’d never get used to it. 

When he stops you, his hand tugs your body to his, “You look..exquisite” he husks, squeezing your hand. “Mommy looks exquisite, doesn't she?” he asks Elysia who responds with an exaggerated nod. 

“Look Quiz-it!” she garbles the tough word out

“Thank you, you two. But I have to head out if I want to make it on time.”

“Where are you headed anyway?”

“Maggie is throwing something for her launch,” you answer while fixing a boggle in Lys’ hair that held one of her space buns. “I promised I’d be there. I like this tie, it matches your eyes perfectly” 

Your hand runs over the patterned blue tie. You didn’t get to see him this morning, as you usually do. He slipped out before the sun even came out, with just a kiss to your cheek as his ‘see you later’ so he wouldn’t disturb your sleep. 

“Thank you. Drive safe and be safe, Joseph will be right behind you.”

You groan. He lavished the trait of overprotectiveness. There was one instance where you had begged and begged to roam free without anyone on your tail. It didn’t end well. 

“Non-negotiable, text me when you arrive safely” he reminds you, grasping your chin for a kiss. 

“Bye baby, I'll see you soon. Be good” you kiss her before pinching her chubby cheeks. 

As the door shuts softly behind you, Steve and Elysia are stood in his expansive offices hands up in a wave. “Looks like it’s just me and you, baby doll, are you hungry?”

“No” she responds.

“Okay, would you mind if daddy worked for a little bit more?”

“It’s okay” she lisps. 

-

Elysia is settled on her father’s lap, Steve’s phone in her tiny hands as she watches ‘The Princess and the Frog’. Occasionally her big eyes roam over the big screens on her father’s desk. 

With his little girl present, Steve isn’t able to complete any of his gruesome tasks, just the light stuff with no pictures or videos.

“Daddy?” Elysia calls for him, her head tucked back. 

“Babydoll?,” he answers, looking down. 

“I’m thirsty, do you ‘ave apple juice?” 

“Do I have apple juice? Do I-- are you kidding, how could you ask that.” while he throws his whole spiel, loving the wide smile on her face. His hand discreetly opens the mini fridge under his desk. It’s always packed with what she enjoys. He pulls out a juice box, and presents it to her like a magic trick. 

“Yay!” she giggles, clapping her hand in glee before she grasps the juice box in both hands eagerly, in turn dropping her father’s phone to the ground. “Oops” she murmurs at the sound of the clatter. 

“It’s alright, just remember to be careful next time” he responds, picking up the newest model. 

Some time passes before Elysia grows bored and begins to squirm and whine. 

He picks her up, placing each foot on his thigh. 

“What’s up, why are you so crabby?,” he coos, running his forefinger down the slope of her warmed up nose while the other hand holds her up by her waist. 

“Wanna play” she bounces her legs, pointing behind her. 

He sighs, checking his watch: 6:03pm. Under twenty minutes until his meeting. So, they play to her heart's desire. He has a few of her favorite things stashed away so he pulls those out after shrugging off his coat. 

Now, he’s sat criss-cross applesauce getting berated by his toddler and thankfully y/n has texted that she’s arrived safely. 

“No, daddy! I’m the chef.”

“Okay, okay. Can I order an orange juice and sandwich, please” he orders through the small window of her Little Tikes play kitchen. 

“Seven thousand dollars,” she tells him, hand out. 

“Prices are a little steep, don't you think?” he jokes, but forgets it’s his two-year-old he’s talking to. “Tough crowd,” he continues, before dropping the fake, blue credit card into her hands. 

“Hmm.” she hums while she thinks, “No monies. No food” she tells him this reproachfully, her eyebrows knit together as she drops the card in his hands. 

“What?” he gawks, “You’re gonna let daddy starve?” 

She sighs before dropping a banana into his palm, “Thank you, babydoll” he smiles, kissing her cheek through the screen as she giggles, her hard chef mask breaking through. 

“Daddy, I don’t wanna play any more.”

“Yea? What do you want to do?”

“Stickers! Stickers! Stickers!” she chants to a tune, walking around to her father. 

-

Against his will, Steve is still sitting on the floor and his toddler stands before him. One of her tiny fists holds a sheet of glittery Lisa Frank stickers while the other places them on his face.

“Cat or tiger?” she asks, bending her head down. 

“Tiger”

She beams, placing it on the middle of his forehead, then kisses it for good measure. 

There’s an incessant buzz in the air. His phone against his presidential, dark wood desk. He goes to it immediately to see it’s a call from Bucky, therefore noticing the time. He’s ten minutes late. Steve Rogers is never late. 

“Shit.” he mutters, ignoring the call to begin peeling off the stickers in a haste. 

“Bad word, daddy!”

“Sorry, baby, sorry” he responds in a haste, when he’s sure his face is bare. He pockets his phone, shrugs on his coat, grabs his binder, and picks up Elysia as he dashes to the elevator. 

-

“Hi uncle bucky! Hi uncle sam!” Elysia bounces at the sight of her god fathers, waving at the two as she walks by on her father’s hip. 

Steve walks in stoically, there was no way in hell he’d let his men enjoy him coming in flustered and out of sorts. Everyone was in attendance, and sat in their respective seats. When he begins to settle down and start the meeting there’s laughter in the air. 

“The fu--” he stops himself, taking a deep breath. “Would anyone mind letting me in on what’s so hysterical?”

‘The fuck are you clowns laughing at’ is what he really wanted to say. 

“You gotta..” Bucky stops to gather himself, a smirk on his face. “Got a little something there,” he points at his own jaw as a mirror. 

Steve sighs, attempting to find the bright, pink, glittery sticker on his face when his little one speaks up, “I’ve got it, daddy” she peels it off easily and places it on her own cheek. 

“Thank you, babydoll,” he kisses her hand before taking a seat at the head of the expansive table. Placing her on his lap and passing her a small bag of goldfish with her water bottle. Elys has pinky promised to be on her best behavior and Steve had promised that he’d make sure the meeting wouldn’t go as long as they usually do. 

“Okay. As you can see we have a special lady with sensitive ears joining us today. Please keep your language clean and appropriate, however hard that may be.” Steve dictates, taking a glance at every man in this room to not take his words lightly. 

The meeting drags on, they don’t have much of a choice to discuss some matters at hand. But these men are smart and know how to improvise…

“Uh, sunshine (Lloyd) was last seen at a recital (strip club) selling kool aid (drugs) to any of the girls that would take it. We assume it’s his way to sabotage the opening by… you know.” Tony flairs his hand around as a jester. 

Before Steve is able to respond, a smaller voice gets to it, “Daddy, I love kool-aid. Alot alot alot!” 

Steve chuckles at her cuteness. 

Throughout the meeting everyone is meant to talk over and ignore the children's songs emitting from Steve’s phone. And the light, cute voice that sings along to some of them. 

A pack of goldfish later with half a bottle of Elysia’s water. Steve keeps his promise to keep the meeting short, concise, and kid-friendly. Well-sorta, there was one slip up but Steve was quick to cover Elysia’s precious ears and stare down the incompetent imbecile.

He’s packing his things up, putting his notes and papers in order while his little girl giggles at her uncle Sam’s magic tricks: pulling a silver coin from her ear. 

It’s her favorite and will get a laugh from her every time. 

In no time, it’s just him and Ly descending via elevator. Steve has decided they both have had a long day, and going home early for once wouldn’t kill him. It was seven in the afternoon anyway, close to her bedtime. 

He knows she’s had a long day when one of her small arms is wrapped over his neck as her head is tucked against the side of his neck. 

He can’t lie that the thought of sleep sounds good to him. He knows you won’t be home till a little later. But he can’t until you’re home so he can cuddle into you as you both drift off. 

“We’ll be home pretty soon,” he kisses her forehead just as the elevator dings! 

-

“Okay,” Steve sighs as he enters through the familiar emerald doors, placing the baby bag onto the coat rack. His dress shoes are toed off with speed and just as quick he pulls off his baby’s shoes. 

He sets her down in the living room taking a seat on the couch.

“Daddy, I’m hungry,” she squeaks, walking over to the remote to bring to her father who understands her demand. 

“Does a PB and J sound alright?”

“Mmmm” she drones on, her hands rubbing against her clothed stomach. 

The sandwich is assembled at her request. Crust off the toasted bread and a little bit of honey drizzled on top of the peanut butter. 

Elysia sits on Steve’s lap as she nibbles on her sandwich. Steve is dressed down in just his slacks and wife beater; braiding Elysia’s hair in two as she watches ‘Little Bear’ and eats her sandwich.

He struggles to do so at first, until y/n’s voice swims through his head. Reminding him what he needs to do. 

As Lys chews and her father braids, she holds up half her sandwich in offer behind her. He smiles as he takes a small bite, smiling and moaning about how yummy it is and how thankful he is for her sharing. Then he kisses her cheeks, nipping in jest. 

Once he’s finished braiding Elysia‘s hair and Elysia is done eating her food. She scrambles up until she’s latching onto her father. Her arms are thrown around his neck while her legs clamber to wrap around him. 

Her cuddles are like sleeping sand to the mob boss. He rubs her back as he leans down parallel to the couch, his sock feet hanging off the arm of the couch. 

“I love you baby doll. Best thing to happen to me and your momma.” he whispers, placing three kisses to her forehead. 

“Love you” she slurs while her soft hand lands onto his cheek. 

Without even knowing, his eyes are shut as his breath evens out and his arm circles around his angel’s body to keep her from rolling off of him. 

-

It was a great time. You were happy you got to support Maggie on her big day, but you missed your husband and the rambunctious little girl you were graced to raise. 

You remove your heels, hissing as your sore feet hit the hardwood floor. The house is quiet as you toe into the house. You can see the living room light is on. You assume Steve has kept it on for you just as you do for him and it makes your heart sing. 

As you walk in, to shut off the warm lamp, your heart really does sing at the picture perfect image: The father-daughter duo are knit together as they step in dream land together. 

His brawny arm is wrapped around her body and his mouth is dropped open in a way you think is adorable. It makes the intimidating man everyone else sees morph into the wonderful, sensitive man you’ve married. 

They’re still dressed in their day clothes, but nothing could ruin the cuteness overload. 

You tiptoe towards the two, leaning over them as your hand runs through Steve’s hair, the other down his free arm. 

He startles awake and his grip tightens on Elysia a little bit, but his body relaxes once he sees it’s you and smiles. 

“Hey, seems like you two had a good day,” you whisper, your hand running over the braids Elysia adorned, those were not there before. 

“We did,” he puckers his lips, and you lean down to peck him. “How was your night, have fun?” 

His hoarse voice is like music to your ears.

“It was great. Missed you two a lot though. Thought of you and that sexy tie all night.”

He smirks at your shallow attempt, a glass box if you will. 

“Yeah? I’ll finish getting her to bed and then we can discuss my sexy  tie.”

“Perfect. Can’t wait,” you giggle warmly, kissing him one more time before you stroll to your shared bedroom. 

He watches the way you saunter away, and if it weren’t for his baby in his arms he’d probably tackle you right then and there. But with much restraint he’s up and on his way to Elysia’s bedroom. 

-

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Can you do a drabble about nipple play with Steve? Whether he's domming or subbing, he loves it when you suck his nipples. Sometimes you could get him cumming by sucking them only. Thank you!

im writing dom steve for a change and im so sorry if this isn’t as good as usual writing, idk why i had such a hard time finding inspiration for this

warnings: nipple play, dom!steve, sub!reader, slight exhibitionism, gender neutral reader

even if you’re submissive, steve is still a whore for you. hes always sporting tight under armor shirts that show off every muscle on his torso because he loves the way it draws attention.

he’d never admit it out loud, but he has a thing for people looking at him like he’s a piece of meat. at first he hated it. he hated how every time he entered a room, everyones eyes immediately turned to him. now, though, it makes him feel powerful. it gives him confidence knowing everyone wants a piece of him

you’re the only one who ever gets to have him, but that doesn’t mean he can’t show off. it makes him laugh to see you roll your eyes when he walks into a room with his chest on display, but he also knows you can’t help but stare too

“cover that shit up, rogers. you’re gonna take someone’s eye out with those things,” you joke

“it’s not my fault it’s cold in here.”

“you could put on a looser shirt so you don’t have to make it everyone else’s problem”

steve loves to play this game. you mouth off to him and he gives it right back until he finally has enough of your smart mouth and does something to shut you up

that’s exactly where you find yourself now

you’re kneeling at the foot of the bed, sucking on steve nipples while he stands on the floor with his shirt pulled up and his pants around his thighs

he has one hand in your hair and the other works his cock quickly. he loves making you suck his nipples like this; it always gets him off in record time and he loves how sweet you look when you look up at him

“fuck, sugar, that’s it. use a little teeth, baby, you know how i like it,” he praises from above you

his praise spurs you on and you suck his nipple faster, making sure to catch your teeth on the hard bud occasionally. you rub and twist the other between your fingers

he pushes his chest up as he gets closer, just needing that little extra bit of friction to push him over the edge. he cums onto your stomach, throwing his head back and moaning loudly as he does it

you know how sensitive he gets after he cums, so you stop touching him and wait patiently on your knees for him to clean you up

Requests

I am now officially taking requests for the following characters/ships and am not opposed to dark proposals. I do NOT write smut.

HARRY POTTER

Tom Riddle

Draco Malfoy

Tomione

MARVEL

Steve Rogers

Loki

WWE

Seth Rollins

Roman Reigns

Finn Bálor

Randy Orton

“The Fiend” Bray Wyatt

VAMPIRE DIARIES/THE ORIGINALS/LEGACIES

Niklaus “Klaus” Mikaelson

PEAKY BLINDERS

Thomas “Tommy” Shelby

Arthur Shelby

GOTHAM

Jim Gordon

REVENGE (ABC)

Daniel Grayson

That's something I like

wrapping up the last three hundred and sixty-five days with a round up of all the 'x reader' fanfiction I have published in 2022. thank you all for all your requests, feedback, reblogs and support over the last twelve months, especially during the 10k month of fic! sharing this love for these characters with you all is such a mental refresh for me, and hopefully I can publish even more fics in 2023. and I hope that you'll love all the new fics as much as you've loved these ones :)

happy new year!

full content warnings and content can be found on each individual post, and each fic is labelled for length. follow me on bartonstark to find all my fic in one place, or check out my ao3. smut/sexual content: *** personal favourites: ///

BRUCE BANNER:

afterwards (drabble) *** aftercare with bruce.

bend, don't break (oneshot) *** /// the take a reprieve during a party, and take a new step in your relationship.

fear and loving in iowa (oneshot) when you’re injured in johannesburg, bruce blames himself.

fireworks (oneshot) thanks to the frigid air at the top of the tower, you share a tender moment.

first times (drabble) *** having sex with bruce for the first time.

p.s. (ficlet) an unfinished note leaves you confused during your college graduation.

restoration (oneshot) after johannesburg, you have nightmares. bruce provides you with comfort.

BUCKY BARNES:

bedside manner (oneshot) sam calls you to say bucky has been hurt on a mission,and you panic.

early hours (oneshot) *** after a mission, all bucky wants to do is crawl into bed with you.

morning grind (drabble) *** morning sex with bucky.

shards of glass (oneshot) *** /// you share a past, and now bucky's tracked you down to find closure.

CLINT BARTON:

after hours (oneshot) *** clint stops by your office after work to distract you the best way he can.

body heat (oneshot) *** /// the there's-only-one-bed trope in the back of an suv during a blizzard.

bound (drabble) *** clint is really into bondage and you're happy to spoil him.

coffee break (ficlet) there's an avenger bleeding in the bathroom of the cafe where you work.

crossroads (oneshot) clint receives an offer that could change his life & you encourage him to take it.

a delicate hand (oneshot) /// clint attempts to pull you out of a funk by helping you get ready for the event.

green light (oneshot) *** /// you surprise clint with a new toy, and he is very eager to try it out.

hey, you (ficlet) *** /// you receive a note from a certain avenger in the middle of a crowded bar.

in the stacks (ficlet) *** you steal a moment of intimacy in the back of a bookshop together.

respite (oneshot) when you’re hurt on a mission, clint has to convince you to take a breather.

think of me (oneshot) *** /// when you're dragged out for a night, clint has an idea of what to do in the club.

three a.m. (oneshot) /// a knock on your window comes from a certain injury-prone avenger.

we could play pretend (oneshot) you bond over all the little things you miss about being in a relationship.

welcome home (drabble) *** you welcome clint home after he's been away on a mission.

JESSICA JONES:

reprieve (oneshot) she has to drag you out of a dingy bar in the middle of the night.

snooze button (drabble) jessica isn't exactly a morning person.

MARC SPECTOR:

fast lane (drabble) *** /// marc gives you a preview in the car of what to expect when you get home.

NATASHA ROMANOFF:

follow my lead (oneshot) natasha offers to teach you how to slow dance.

PETER QUILL:

raincheck (oneshot) /// convincing quill to go to bed isn’t exactly an easy feat.

SAM WILSON:

miss me? (oneshot) you're finally reunited with sam in the middle of the battle of earth.

soul food (oneshot) /// when you’re sick, he ditches his responsibilities just to make you feel better.

STEVE ROGERS:

lost time (oneshot) *** late for your date, steve walks in on you working off your frustrations.

TONY STARK:

afterglow (drabble) *** after care with tony.

as you're told (oneshot) *** /// tony calls you to his office with a new game in mind…

between the sheets (oneshot) *** you've decided to try for a baby, and tony can't wait to get started.

come back to me (oneshot) after tony almost dies, you’re left lost and furious at what just happened.

count (oneshot) *** /// tony is nothing if not a giver. but… he is also a bit of an asshole.

echo (oneshot) /// you’re struggling to forget the past, so you try to bring part of it back to you.

idiot (drabble) *** just an soft, sexy moment between the two of you.

insatiable (drabble) *** the real question is, which one of you is the bigger tease?

mood lighting (ficlet) *** tony spoils you by candlelight.

on your knees (oneshot) *** the idea of having you on your knees is far too tempting for tony to resist.

quick question (oneshot) tony has a question to ask you, battlefield be damned.

red and gold (ficlet) an afternoon in central park lets you appreciate the seasonal color change.

simple pleasures (drabble) *** tony loves nothing more than eating you out.

sober hearts (oneshot) a look at your relationship as it has evolved over the years.

spare key (drabble) *** you give tony a key to your apartment.

subtlety (oneshot) *** impatient, you make use of the ‘emergency stop’ button in the elevator.

warm hands (ficlet) *** the two of you share an intimate interlude out in the snow.

WANDA MAXIMOFF:

hold tight (oneshot) *** /// she loves to spoil you & sometimes that means leaving you a quivering mess.

reflected in you (oneshot) you try on your new uniform, and wanda helps you find your confidence.

spicy sweet (oneshot) *** you plan on surprising wanda, but disaster means a change of plans.

sweetness (oneshot) *** /// wanda loves the way you sound, and doesn’t care who else hears it.

THREESOMES/POLYAMORY:

hands free (oneshot) *** /// you find clint on the phone, and you can’t help but distract him.

player three (drabble) *** /// clint x bucky x you. game night takes a turn when they team up on you to win.

SERIES:

to ashes chapters (full series, this year's chapters in bold) prologue - 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6 - 7 - 8 - 9 - 10 - 11 - 12 - 13 - 14 - 15 - 16 - 17 - 18 - 19 - 20 - 21 - 22 - 23 - more to come...

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Now I have come to the realization that not many people other than females have x reader stories written for them. It makes me upset that people who are GN or M!r don't have many stories for them. I myself don't really go by one gender, but I was born female seeing as I go by she/they. I beg of writers to start writing for a bigger audience. Now I will also like to point out that we should also start writing for those with disabilities, I for one am all for doing research to write for anyone with something like autism or down syndrome. Now on to a another big issue DO NOT romanticize suicide or anything like that, I can understand writing something special like how they helped you through your suicidal thoughts. I have come to realize that as someone with bipolar disorder I don't want my suicide to be romanticized. Now I myself will hold myself accountable for liking those stories but I was young and a angst full teen, I have read some terrible things before and I do regret it. I also regret giving people more audience to write things like forced love. Going into the Steve Rogers x reader tags I have realized that fetishizing forceful intercourse is something many people do in the x reader tags. Please think about the person who put life into the character you are turning into a monster, these actors didn't ask to be in a story where they force you to do the unthinkable.

s.r. | relationship headcannons! :)

i mean, obvi not requested, but here we go!

pairing: steve rogers x reader

gn! reader, no pronouns are used.

warnings: none! unless you’re uncomfortable with a little smuttiness.

I FUCKING LOVE THIS PICTURE-✨😫💖💞💓

ugh, he would adore you.

you two are the badass, annoying lovey-dovey couple that everyone hates, but can’t help but ship anyway.

on missions he’s so scared of you getting hurt that he occasionally all the time makes sure you okay through coms.

don’t get me wrong, he knows you’re fully capable of taking care of yourself, but he can’t help but get worried bc his BABY IS OUT THERE KICKING ASS-

he won’t coddle you tho, he will hold your ass accountable.

if you’re training together he will go softer on you by instinct, but he’ll stop once he knows it pisses you off.

getting hot and bothered during training.

when he has you pinned to the mat you kiss him to catch him off guard and flip him over. ;)

you being rightfully pissed off if he were to ever compare you to peggy during an argument.

a wee bit sexual: (for smaller readers) he lives for the size difference between you. if you do the hand comparison thing, he’ll blush a little bit.

listening to new music together! (make him listen to WAP, i dare you. the reaction would be PRICELESS)

trying newer recipes, bc the food they had before going in the ice- ew.

also going back to music, sLOW DANCING TOGETHER TO FRANK SINATRA OR NAT KING COLE- (who is criminally underrated btw 😤)

bucky and sam and even tony making fun of him bc of how whipped and soft he is for you- 💀 not while you’re around of course.

steve thinks you’re so badass (which you are 💅🏻✨)

getting insanely jealous if someone were to flirt with him in front of you. (Y/N: 👊🏻😠)

he is not the best at expressing emotion, he feels as though you’ll think of less of him, it’s not really asinine to imply since he did grow up when a man had to be “tough and manly”which meant not really expressing emotion. but also feels like he has a reputation to upkeep since he’s “big, boss man-“

but of course you help him realize that it’s okay to open up and express emotion.

“it’s not 1940 anymore, times have changed.”

SEXY TIME:

absolutely does not want to hurt you.

oH GOD- introducing him to new kinks would be an EXPERIENCE-

for ex:

“steve?” he turns to look over at you, “i want to try something.” steve quirks a brow, curious. “well, what is it?” “i want you to choke me.”

steve: 😳 “you want me to what-“

he’s a little scared, but willing to try it.

will CONSTANTLY ASK if you’re okay, if it feels good, if he’s hurting you, etc.

overall, an amazing lover.

i really hope y’all liked it! my first time writing something an actually posting it, a little nervous- 😅

it’s also really short- 💀🤚🏻

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nothing can beat og 6, change my mind

yeah this is fucked up but arent we all?

i saw sum like this and wanted to see how i would do it

female reader cuz goodness...

warnings: noncon/rape, gangbang, orgy(?), nonconsensual touching, reader being a brat, occurs in 2012/2013, reader over 18, smutty smut, porn with plot, theres alot more..

the daddy issues in this one are sooo relatable lol

You were with Agent Phil Coulson. He and his men had just picked you up from a Bronx police station not so long ago. You were in jail for a few weeks due to attempted thievery and battery charges. You had handcuffs on that was burning your sore wrists. You had gotten in many fights in the time you served. You had no criminal background: according to Phil, your background was deleted by your father.

You didn't care.

Your old man was never a part of your life: now all of a sudden, poof there he is. If you do say so yourself. You are a HYDRA agent. The hatred of your father grew to the point where you just wanted to see his whole empire fall. You had done many deeds that you were not proud of but you always did covered your tracks. It was odd that you were sentenced a few days in prison due to the shitty Avengers. During a burglary to get some weapon, you were the only one who got caught, on purpose, of course. It was good that your equipment hid your identity.

Phil has told you everything. Feeding you information about S.H.I.E.L.D. and what your father did. You were gladly going to give the new information to HYDRA. You fucking hated your father, despised him. You didn't work for HYDRA because you wanted to. You worked for HYDRA for your own greediness.

In this world: no one cares but yourself. You found out the hard way. You were in a black van that had been labelled 'Stark Industries' on the side. Your stomach turned at the sight. If you had learned anything in your years of training for HYDRA, it was the heroes of New York and their businesses.

You tugged the handcuffs as they now began to burn your skin. “I know this must be confusing to you,” Phil began as one of his men in a black suit with sunglasses on had been in the drivers seat. You look up from your wrists before looking over your right shoulder at him. “The new technology ages. You probably never seen anything like this before.” Phil continued. (Boy was he wrong)

You eyed him with a disgusted expression at the thought of your dad. “Just know that your father was actually happy to know you were still here in New York, probably the happiest I have ever seen him. And believe me kid: I worked with your dad for a long time now.” He stated with a small smile forming with dimples. “If he cared, he would’ve already found me himself or at least show up to my graduation or first prom date.” You spat back, now growing pissed. “He did find you.” Phil answered with caution rising upon his voice. You turned your head towards him as you rose your eyebrow in a questioning expression. “He did?” You repeated with a scoff before rolling his eyes.

This caused Phil to scoot closer to you, probably for some sentimental effect he thought he had or probably give your dad some empathy, maybe even credit. “Your father tried everything. It was your mother.” Phil had stated as the van finally began to go into motion. “Do not fuck around with me, agent. I doubt he ever tried. My pops has a lot of enemies on his radar along so he really would not give two shits about his only child.” You stated clearly, emphasizing that you were his only child as your gaze dropped slightly.

This caused Phil to actually show some signs of him warming up to you. What a dumbass. “He wanted to find you when it was safe. The world has been filling up with threats that cannot be matched nor controlled. That’s when S.H.I.E.L.D comes in the picture.” Phil explains while fiddling with his badge. Your ears practically perked up at the sound of S.H.I.E.L.D. “Educate me about S.H.I.E.L.D, sir.” You stated as the van stopped due to a red light. “What is there to know?” Phil chuckled with an Adams apple bobbing within his throat. 

“There is a lot to know.” 

“That is true.” 

You finally break a giggle. It was hard to tell if you were humorous or sadistic. “Not like that, what I mean is: what is S.H.I.E.L.D? And what does my old man do for it?” You said as you lifted your cuffed wrists to your shirt to activate a microphone within your elastic bra. “Well, S.H.I.E.L.D. was organized to protect the United States from all possible threats. From advanced weapons to extraordinary agents. It cannot be argued that S.H.I.E.L.D. is probably the greatest military power on Earth.” Phil explains while you were shaking in your toes in excitement. You noticed the small red flash within your bra that showed that HYDRA was listening: as they should. “S.H.I.E.L.D. is obviously run by your father but the high council takes charge from a far. Which is why Phase two was even occurred in the first place.” Agent Coulson continues with no shame.

Not a single hesitated answer of all questions you asked. You then pressed the button of the microphone that disconnected the communication access of to HYDRA. Anything you found out would be for you and not them. The car parked in front of some sort of shuttle. This was no definitely no automobile cause you didn’t spot any wheels. “We call it the Quinjet. It is going take us to the Hellcarrier.” Agent Coulson stated while breaking out a small smile. You nodded with amazement before deploying on the jet.  

You sat down while shifting uncomfortably at the hard metal seat while the jet was in motion. You shooed hair that was in your face before crossing your arms once they took the handcuffs off of you. You instantly stood up before walking out once it hit the ground. Phil was fairly behind. You walked off the deck and looked up to see him. Your father. There in his fucked up glory with his black coat that gave him more of his appearance with a plain black tee with baggy jeans along with boots that echoed with each step

You just scoffed before walking right passed him with no greeting. He sighed while turning his head a bit to see you slouching while walking away. “Give her time, sir.” Maria says from beside him while Phil had been on his other side. “I am sure she just needs adjustment, sir.” Maria continues while patting Nick on the shoulder. “Dismissed.” Fury stated simply that caused both agents to depart to their regular stations.

You must still blame him for everything. For the mental hospital, the 5th grade graduation, all the birthdays, your high school graduation: you had just graduated a few weeks ago! He could name thousands of reasons of why you could possibly be still upset at him. He didn’t blame you. He really couldn’t blame you. Your mother had done everything in her power to allow you to grow up with the delusion of your father being a terrible person. 

In all summarized terms: it was working. You despised your father. Having constant anger about the last name you carry. “Fury” the name that was supposed to represent you, it was something you were going to live with forever. It didn’t go the way it should had. You had multiple talking stages, boyfriends, hell even one night stands, desperate for male attention due to you never having any from your jackass of a father.

As much as you were angry at him, you understood him. Focusing on saving the world yet he couldn’t save his own daughter who was going through the multiple suicide attempts with terrible support from fuckboys at a shitty ass high school because her mother, who was practically broke, couldn’t barely afford a school because her suckass husband was too busy not caring for his family!

You inhaled so deeply, you thought you were going to bleed through your nostrils. You could continue your mental rant for hours and practically days but you let it go. 

You strolled around the “Hellcarrier” as Phil Coulson phrased it with a noticeable frown: you were already pissed and you were not here for less than an hour. Your mother was nowhere to be found and you were stuck in the flying hell floating around New York. You looked down at your phone and scrolled through messages with a guy named “Peter” you were talking to until you fell down in a heartbeat. You grunted while rubbing your sore forearm you landed on. “Hey! Watch where the f-” You yelled while looking up at the person that towered before you.

Your eyes nearly flopped out their sockets while your soul dropped down to your stomach and possibly out of your body. Thor Odinson, a tall-long haired blonde who was very much so muscular and taller and bigger and you couldn’t help but eye his noticeable groin. Your mouth nearly watered. “Apologies.” He stated in his accented voice while reaching his hand out: large and calloused.

You could only imagine his hand wrapped around your neck as he thrusts into you behin- 

You smile before taking it with dimples forming. “Yea, thanks.” You stammer while cowering under his presence: he was certainly tall. “Are you new here, little one?” Thor asks while raising a brow at you while you blink into reality. “Oh uhm...” You, murmured as you search for words. “I am Nick’s daughter, so yeah, just here visiting so yeah, I guess I am a newbie around here.” You giggled while rubbing the back of your neck in an awkward state. “Well, I can show you to Dr. Banner’s laboratory and possibly leave you there for a sense of directions?” Thor asks while looking down at you with his face still being stoic but he was still fucking sexy. You nodded before trailing behind the walking giant that seemed to know his way around.

You followed behind him, almost losing him until you brought into a laboratory with autonomous, automatic doors that opened for your appearance, you blinked until you noticed that Thor was nowhere to be seen. How rude. You walk inside before glancing your eyes at some saber or scepter. Your body was compelled by its beauty as you walked over to it, its appearance was magnetic. There was a blue gem in some sort of containment vessel: very gorgeous.

You turned on your body camera as the red light flashed, knowing the camera was in recording: you spoke. “You guys seeing this?” You muttered low enough so no surveillance cameras could hear. You heard a ding on your phone as you soon checked. ‘Grab the scepter and return to HQ.’ You read in your mind before scoffing: how the hell were you supposed to even steal a scepter from enemy lines? “It’s an alien.” a voice from behind you said that caused you to twirl around with a risen eyebrow. “Tony. Tony Stark.” He introduced while walking beside you. “It’s an alien, but it’s a scepter?” You asked while attempting to stall. 

He laughed through his nose before nodding. “Yeah, it’s the glowstick of destiny.” He replies while turning his face towards you. You chuckle and then soon looked at the alien-like scepter. “Never seen you around here, what’s your name, kid?” Tony asks while cocking a loose brow at you while you side eye him, observing his appearance. Baggy jeans with a black sabbath shirt with a darker shade of sleeved-shirt along with black shoes. You just shrugged while staring back at the scepter. “Daddy issues.” You stated simply while folding your arms. He chuckles while putting his hands in his pockets once more. “Yeah, whose your old man? Fury? Coulson, no effing way, Hill?!” He rambles while shouting out jokes that actually made you laugh. “Fury.” You replied while rolling your eyes at the sound of his name.

Tony chuckled again, but this time: it was more of a mocking type. “Yeah, you do have his temper and attitude.” He points out while turning his head at you with a slight wink. You scoffed. “What’s that supposed to mean?!” You bark while gritting your teeth furiously. Now, who the hell did he think he was? Comparing you to the bitch! “Dad’s leave all the time. No need to be a pussy about it. Here’s what I want you to remember, mini Fury,” He says while pushing you out of the lab. “Kids can’t play with these toys.” Tony chuckles while smirking at you who was visibly frustrated. “Don’t take it rough, kid.” He says while shutting the lab doors on your face. You just looked flabbergasted. What a bitch. You just stomped around the hallways where soldiers looked at you with disgusted yet frightened faces. 

This caused you to think deeply, immediately stopping your tracks. Mini Fury? What did that even mean? Were you just like your father? Your breath hitched and soon heavy breathing was caused by your risen anxiety. “Shouldn’t be so stressed out for someone so young.” a feminine voice says from behind you when a slim hand landed on your shoulder in comfort. You gasp before looking over your shoulder. Natasha Romanoff. You realized your body camera still had been on before engaging a conversation. “Sometimes I stress, sometimes I don’t.” You reply before turning to face her.

She rose a brow before giving her usual stoic look. “It’s not normal for someone your age.” She simply remarks while observing your body in a very implicit seductive way. You found yourself utterly hopeless against her gaze. “You’re Fury’s daughter, right?” She asks while another male comes next to her. You nod your head before looking over at the male who just checks you out with a small whistle. “Hey, Clint. That’s literally Fury’s daughter, dude.” Natasha scolds him while the ‘Clint’ just chuckles while putting out his hand. “We can definitely see which side of the family gave you the looks. I’m Clint. Clint Barton.” He says as his masculine aroma fills your scent. “Y/N.” You reply while shaking his calloused hand, he lowers his hand down onto your small knuckle compared to his and kisses it gently.

You just scoff before snatching your hand back. “Yeah, nice introductions. Where’s my old man?” You say in a very noticeable angered tone while putting your hands on your hips. “Lose that tone and then maybe will help you, sweet bird.” Clint teases while Natasha laughs through her nose while pointing to the main bridge. You nod while strolling away from the two combative partners that had been whispering to each other. 

You walked pass many agents of S.H.I.E.L.D before meeting your father at the control center, turning his body while pressing several buttons: it almost looks exhausting. “I was wondering how long it would take for you to actually talk to me.” Fury says while his back was turned to you as he was commanding the ship. You grit your teeth while walking towards him. “I was also wondering how long it would take for you to understand that it was you that turned me into this.” You remark with the same venom he was holding in his voice.

He turned violently towards you, soon stomping towards you. You stare up at your father as he removed his eyepatch. You nearly pissed in yourself at the sight of it. He stares intensely at you while you do the same: it was a battle of silent screams and voices that was shortened into a stare off. You blinked before darting your eyes away at his eye. “Sir.” a voice filled with authority profession interrupted. You turned yourself around and your eyes widen. Captain America, standing in his glory, in his suit: which was highly unnecessary to be wearing as he approached your father, acknowledging your presence by a quick side eye glance. “Whose this?” Captain America asks Fury who looks down at you with annoyance. “My daughter.” Fury replied while soon looking over at Steve who just rose his eyebrows in surprise. “Oh don’t worry, Dad. I'll be out of your hair soon: not like you got any.” You insult with furrowed brows before crossing your arms and stomping away from the two. 

Steve just looked displeased. “She gives your personality for sure but that tone is disrespecting.” Steve scolds while staring at you depart with an angered face. Why would you talk about your father like that. “Rogers.” Fury began as he put back on his eyepatch. Steve acknowledges him by turning his head to await his response. “Here is what I want your team to do.” Fury begins. 

You walked back to the same laboratory that Stark had kicked you out of. You looked through the madly tinted windows to see the lights off and the scepter still there. You smirk while turning off your body camera. You grabbed a small circular chip from your pocket and placed it on the door code-lock and soon the door slid open you to enter. You walked over to the scepter: as if it was calling your presence while picking up your phone and replying to HYDRA. ‘Got your package, omw.’ you reply and soon grabbed the scepter and clutched it to your palm. Now to just got to find your exit.

The lights suddenly turned on, you mentally curse while turning your body cautiously and slowly at the other door. Wishing you locked that one as well. “You cannot take that.” Dr. Bruce Banner says while his gaze was utterly attracting for his age. You just tilt your head while raising a brow. “I had a feeling you were on to something the moment you walked on this ship,” Bruce begins while stepping forward a step that caused you to step backward.

His presence was getting intimidating. “Agent L/N.” He continues while using your last name that HYDRA had provided that caused your heart to skip a heavy beat. “Have you been spying on me? Aren’t you a little too old to be in the game?” You stall while crossing your arms in a mockingly way. “Your father was aware of your deception the moment he got you out of jail.” Banner says as his lips curl into a smirk at your shocked expression.  

Your eyes widen. How the hell did they know!? You mentally curse to yourself again. Your father really had no faith that you would change? You can cry about that later but now you had to think here and you had to think fast and precise. You couldn’t fight him because he could ‘hulk out’ and kill you in an instant. You couldn’t run past him because he had the alarms in his arms reach, but maybe you could..you go for the door that you hacked using the chip.

You make a run for it only to get cut off by Thor who had a very displeasing frown on his face. “I expected better from you, lady Y/N.” He says while looking down in discomfort, deception. “What the hell do you guys expect from me!?” You screech while clutching the scepter into your hands tightly. “For seventeen years, I had done nothing but make a being out of myself because my shitass father wasn’t in my life for nothing!” You protest while the heartbreaking tears fell from your eyes as you wanted to make them feel remorse. This caused Bruce to lower his guard. You smirk slightly while using the scepter to knock him to the floor and soon make a run for the door, you were almost out the room until someone grabbed your arm, flipped you into the air and you landed on your back.

You groan while looking up at Natasha who just cracks her knuckles a bit before grabbing the scepter before you could. You then felt a harsh tug on your bra and soon the body camera broke. “Cheap trick, baby bird.” Clint teases as he cackles a bit loudly and soon carried you back in the lab: slamming your back against the metal floor. You groan again at the harsh contact and soon Tony and Steve entered into the room. You just grit your teeth in frustration as you got up. All six of them were now in the lab and all stood their ground. You wish you hadn’t left your shit on the Quinjet.  

You held your ground also though. “Game’s over, kid.” Steve scolded as his hands were on his hips in disproval. “Fuck you all!” You yelled while grabbing their attention. “I’m sure you fuckers don’t know how hard it is to live a life like mine!” You yell while the hot tears stream down your cheeks as your body temperature rise from the anxiety forming. Steve reached his fingers to his ear to his comms link while Bruce attempted to reason with you. “Now, sir?” Steve asked that was barely a whisper. “Wait for my signal.” Nick replies over the comms and soon the line disconnected. “You don’t have to live like that anymore.” Nat says while see approached you with the scepter in her arms still.

You stood back from her in fear. “How do you know that? Cause you’re spy and started when you were younger, is that what you call not having to live like that!?” You yell at her in protest as she just blinked in surprise from your sudden information leaks. “Yeah, I read your files,” you say to her while soon looking back at the group. “I’ve seen the shit. Y’all just all talk for justice and global peace but I know what kind of fuckers you all really are!” You screech while soon grabbing all their attention once more. “Now?” Tony asks who was slightly disrespected with your tantrums and outbursts to Steve who soon asked Fury. After a couple of minutes of silence. “Now.” Fury replies and you rose a brow but Thor rushed over to you as Nat exited the lab with the scepter. “I’ll have my fun with her when you guys are done.” Nat says in the distance. 

You rose a brow from confused as Thor charged at you and tackled you to the ground. “The fu-” you said in confusion as you were stripped naked. The windows in the laboratory soon became black so no one could see the violation. “The fuck you doing?! Get off of me!” You yell while kicking your feet and punching all over to put of a fight but all of that stopped when your arms were held behind your back. You furrowed your brow again but you turned your head a bit to see Tony giving a charming yet sadistic smile at you. Thor had put your legs on his broad shoulders while Clint was watching and soon was palming himself as Steve just sighed but his expression was stoic.

Thor didn’t waste any seconds of time before lowering his mouth onto your bare pussy and lapping your folds heavenly with his muscular tongue. “Wait! Stop, please!” You beg while the tears that were forming down your face was stimulation. “You brought this upon yourself.” Bruce says that causes you to look up at him and soon his cock was plunged down your throat as you nearly lost a ton of air from the intrusion. “Calm down, Bruce. Remember this is still Fury’s daughter.” Steve scolds while Bruce grit his teeth and groaned from your warm cavern. “I say go for it.” Tony replies in a cocky manner as Steve looked at his disapprovingly soon gave your ass a quick swat before dropping you onto his cock that caused you to scream loudly that was gagged and muffled from Bruce’s cock as Thor inserted in tongue into your body in surprise. The pain of your wrists had burned your body as Clint took your hand to his as his hand explored your body. You felt hot tears trail down your cheek while you felt your orgasm approach and soon you squirted your juices on Thor's thick tongue. 

You felt exhaustion cloud your vision as it blurred. Steve and Tony had been roughly thrusting into you, moving your body in sync but it was harsh as Thor and Clint brutally pulled your hands to satisfy themselves while Bruce was abusing the back of your throat. All men groaned in unison as you were the pathetic pleasure pleaser. You mentally cursed at yourself for not fighting back. You felt utterly disgusting, disliked the feeling of being overwhelmed in such a wave. You felt yourself go numb: the men were having way too much fun with this as you were on the verge of breaking as your body burned from the ache.

You had reached your orgasm but felt another one build. You just grit your teeth while noticing how their thrusts were becoming deeper and more hurtful. You then noticed something, the door whooshed open and revealed. You managed to push yourself off of Bruce’s shaft. “Dad!” You cried out to him while you removed of your hand off of Clint. “Help me!” You pleaded as the tears fell down your eyes rapidly as Agent Romanoff swiftly was by Fury’s side. “Good job, Rogers.” Fury applauds to Steve who nodded. “Thank you, sir.” Steve manages to say in-between pleasurable grunts. Your eyes widen as Tony chuckled behind you. “W-What?” You stammer while your eyebrows knitted as you felt fear rise from your body. Your father looks down at you, his eyes as cold and stoic as a killer; he was no longer your father. Just a monster.

“Welcome to the gang.” 

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“Unexpected Gifts” Pt. 16

Story Summary: After college, you moved to L.A. to begin pursuing your dream in the movie industry. You started as an intern and worked your way to leading stunt coordinator for the Marvel franchise on the set of the movie “The Avengers: Age of Ultron.” After the first week, you get a call that changes your life forever. You sister took her life, left you with her two month old daughter, and you are falling in love with one shield wielding maniac.

Pairings: Chris Evan x Reader

Warnings: None.

A/N: We’ve made it! This is the final chapter in this story. I am so happy I’ve made it to the end. I’m thinking about an epilogue just not 100% sure on it yet. Thank you to those who have been following this story and showing your support! I love y’all!

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It was the night before your wedding day. You always thought you would be nervous and stressed the night before your wedding, but you were the complete opposite. You felt happy and relaxed. You trusted that Jessica had everything done for the big day.  You, Scarlett, Rose and Olivia were having a relaxing night at Lisa’s. 

You asked Scarlett to be your only bridesmaid and Rose to be a flower girl with Olivia. Chris asked Scott to be his best man and his nephew, Miles, to be the ring bearer. 

You chose to spend the night at Lisa’s and let Chris and Scott have your house. You were just hoping it was in one piece when you got back.

Olivia was nearing two years old, and you couldn’t believe it. She talked non-stop, it didn’t always make since but that didn’t stop her. Olivia had started calling Chris, dada. 

~Flashback~

You finish unpacking the last box and sigh in relief. Chris comes up with Olivia in his arms. “Mama!” She reaches for you. 

You smile and take her from Chris. When you look at Chris, you realize Olivia has never called him anything. As the wheels in your head turn, you start to wonder if Olivia should call him dad. Chris is the only father figure Olivia has, to you, it only makes sense that she should call him dad.

“Chris, don’t you think we should be teaching her to call you something?” You ask him. 

“Yeah, I guess. What were you thinking? Like just Chris or?” He looks down at you. 

“I was thinking more along the lines of daddy, but it’s up to you.” You smile. 

It takes a second for it to register in Chris’s head what you just said. “Wait! You mean it? You would be ok with her calling me that?” 

“You’re basically already her dad. You act like it.” You say with a laugh. 

“Then yes, she can totally call me daddy.” He leans down and kisses you then kisses Olivia’s cheeks. 

“Livie, can you say Dada?” You look at her. “Da-da.” You point to Chris.

She giggles. “Daaaada!” 

Chris smiles widely and takes her from you kissing her all over her face.

~end flashback~

It was finally the morning of the wedding, you woke up with small feeling of anxiousness. People started going in and out of the house starting at 8 o’clock that morning. It was some what chaotic. 

Lisa brought breakfast to you, Scarlett, and the girls. You all sat in the queen sized bed eating French toast, fruit, and bacon. 

Jessica hired a photographer, and she was there taking pictures of you and the girls enjoying your breakfast. You watched as she took a picture of Olivia shoving a strawberry in her mouth. You laughed and couldn’t wait to have all these pictures to look back on. 

The ceremony wasn’t until 5 in the evening. It was just passed nine when Jessica showed up. You went down stairs to meet her. 

“Are you ready?” She asked with a beaming smile. 

“So ready!” You smiled. 

She started talking you through everything that was happening and what was supposed to arrive at what time. You watched as Lisa’s backyard was set up for the day. It was better than anything you could have ever dreamed. 

Just before lunch, your parents walked into the house. Your mom wrapped you up in a hug and squeezed you. You then hugged your dad. Your anxiousness was lessening now that your mom was there. 

The hair stylist and makeup artist arrived to start on all the girls. Your mom, and Lisa were first then they went to get dressed. After them, it was Scarlett, then Rose and Olivia. Scarlett took Rose and Olivia to get dressed while you were getting ready. 

Once you were finished with your hair and makeup, Scarlett came back in to help you put on your dress. She helped you into your dress and then helped you with your jewelry. 

Scarlett stepped back to look at you. “Wow!” She smiled at you. “You look stunning!” 

Your smile was beaming across your face. You stepped in front of the mirror and gasped. You were amazed at how everything came together. 

After taking yourself in, you were ready to show everyone. Scarlett walked in front of you and opened the door to let your parents in. 

Your mother was in awe. She started to cry as well as your dad, which in turn made you tear up. Your mom gently wiped your tears before kissing your cheeks. 

Finally, it was time. All 30 guest had arrived and were seated. Soft music was playing as Chris went down the aisle. Once he was at the end, he took a breath to steady his nerves. You may not have been nervous, but Chris was. Chris just wanted to be married to you. 

Scarlett and Scott were next. Miles walked down with the rings and stood next to Scott. Rose and Olivia walked down the aisle sprinkling flower petals. Once they made it down the aisle and stood by Scarlett the music changed. Everyone stood and waited for your entrance. 

The back doors opened, revealing you and your dad. Chris immediately teared up. You were stunning. He turned away to wipe his tears then looked back at you. You smiled at him with all the love in the world. There was nowhere else you would have wanted to be. 

Your dad gave you away to Chris. “You look beautiful!” Chris whispered in your ear. 

“Not to shabby yourself!” You replied. 

The ceremony continued on. Chris said his vows and slipped the diamond band onto your finger. You did the same and slipped a silver band onto his. 

“I now pronounce you husband and wife!” The officiant smiled. “You may now kiss the bride!” 

Chris pulled you into him and kissed you sweetly. The kiss lasted for a few seconds while everyone cheered. You both pull away with beaming smiles. 

“I love you, Mr. Evans!” You whispered to him. 

“I love you more, Mrs. Evans!” He pecked your lips one more time before, he scooped up Olivia and you all exited down the aisle. 

Sometimes gifts are better when they are unexpected. 

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“Unexpected Gifts” Pt. 15

Story Summary: After college, you moved to L.A. to begin pursuing your dream in the movie industry. You started as an intern and worked your way to leading stunt coordinator for the Marvel franchise on the set of the movie “The Avengers: Age of Ultron.” After the first week, you get a call that changes your life forever. You sister took her life, left you with her two month old daughter, and you are falling in love with one shield wielding maniac.

Pairings: Chris Evan x Reader

Warnings: None.

A/N: This chapter covers a lot of ground. I feel like this chapter may be all over the place, I don’t know. Y’all let me know what you think. I don’t think this is the best chapter. I am also going to try and get out another chapter today.

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For the next several days, Yours and Chris’s phones didn’t seem to stop ringing. They were overloaded with notifications. Your went from 1,000 followers to over 10,000 in just a few days. Everything seemed so surreal. 

You waited for a million ugly comments to start rolling in, but they never did. Of course, there were some, but it was nothing compared to what you were expecting. It was a relief for you and Chris. 

His fans seemed to be responding well to the the news, and that was important. People started to post their congratulations to you both, making your heart swell. Even his co-stars and fellow actors were posting congratulations.

You, Olivia, and Chris were back in L.A. and finally things seemed to be calming down. You and Chris were on the couch while Olivia played in the floor. 

“Don’t you think you should be finding a wedding planner?” Chris asked. 

You turn your head to look at him. “I’ll do it tomorrow.” You laughed softly. 

Chris looked at you. “Where do you think we should have the wedding?”

“I don’t know. I think it depends on how many people we want to invite.” You told him. “Because if we keep it small, just family and really close friends then we can have it wherever, but if you want to go big then I would say either in Boston or Atlanta.” 

Chris nodded. “I was thinking just family and close friends. Like Scarlett, Robert, Chris, Renner, Mackie, Seb and a few other people for me. And of course who ever your close friends are.” 

You laughed a little. “We kind of share the same close friends. My invites will be family.” 

“I guess you’re right.” He laughed. 

“What if we had it in your mom’s backyard?” You sat up and looked at Chris. “It is plenty big enough and it’s so pretty.” 

“If that’s what you want to do then let’s do it!” He smiled. 

The next day you called around and found a great wedding planner out of Boston, her name was Jessica Jones. She told you that she was honored to be yours and Chris’s wedding planner. 

You told her that you and Chris wanted to do it in his mom’s backyard, and she thought that was the sweetest and cutest idea. 

Jessica said she didn’t want to get to into the planning just yet because she wanted to meet with you and Chris first. You, of course, had to get back with her on a date that you and Chris could get back to Boston. 

You went to talk to Chris about when he would be free to go back. 

“Why don’t we just move to Boston?” He groaned from the couch. 

“Are you serious or just complaining?” You raised your eyebrow at him. 

“We could by a house and move then when we get married we can just go home and not worry about flying back here to L.A. where we still live in separate apartments.” Chris went on. 

“Ok.” You said. Chris looked at you shocked that you agreed so easily to his statement that was really supposed to be a complaint. “You make some valid points.” You shrugged.

“Ok then.” He laughed. “We are moving to Boston!” 

“We are moving to Boston!” You smiled at him. 

Chris picked up Olivia. “Do you want to move to Boston?” He asked her. 

Olivia clapped and wiggled in his arms. “I think that’s a yes.” You smiled. 

You and Chris had lots of details to work through over the next several days. You decided to keep Chris’s apartment in L.A. so, if you were in town, you didn’t have to fuss with a hotel.

 As you started to look at you work schedule to see when would be best to make another trip to Boston, you noticed an email from the Marvel Executives. You were confused. You never emailed them directly, that was always your boss of the stunt company you worked for. You showed Chris the unopened email. 

“Well, open it.” He said.

You opened it and began to read through it. “No way!” You whispered in utter shock. 

“What?” Chris looked over you shoulder. 

“They are offering me a job as a full time stunt coordinator for upcoming Marvel projects!” You excitedly told him. 

“That’s great baby!” Chris smiled and kissed your head. “Are you going to take it?” He asked. 

“I’d be crazy not to!” You looked up at him. “They are offering to pay me triple what I make now.” 

You stood up from your desk and wrapped your arms around Chris. “Everything that is happening right now is just so unreal.” You smiled widely at him. “I mean, we are engaged, we are planning to move across the country, and now I get an amazing job offer.” 

Chris rubbed his hands up and down your back. “I know baby, a lot has happened in just a few weeks.” He leaned down and pecked your lips. 

You couldn’t have been more happy in that moment if you tried. You were marrying your best friend, moving and were going to accept an amazing job offer. 

It took some planning, but you and Chris finally had your schedules arranged so you were able to make a trip to Boston to do two things. The first was to meet with Jessica and start planning. The second was meeting with a realtor to look at some a few houses in Boston and the surrounding areas. You left Olivia with Lisa while you two were out.

You met Jessica at her office one morning. She greeted you when you walked through the door. 

“Hi, it’s great to finally meet you two!” Jessica shook both yours and Chris’s hand then lead you into a private meeting room. “Ok, I know since your time here is limited, I’ve got a lot for us to go over. And we aren’t in a rush, you two are my only clients for the day.” 

You sat down at the large conference table that was covered with lots of things, magazines, fabrics, color swatches, and much more. It was a little overwhelming at first glance for both you and Chris, but as Jessica started explaining, the feelings of being overwhelmed started to dissipate. 

“Ok, first thing we need is a date.” Jessica said as she opened a large binder. “Now obviously, if you plan to do the ceremony and reception outside, we need a warmer month.” 

You and Chris discussed and decided to have the wedding in September. The weather was warm, but not too hot and it definitely wouldn’t be freezing. From there the details fell into place. You picked the color scheme, an invitation design, the flowers, an arch way for the ceremony, and lots more. The biggest details left to decide were the cake, the menu for the reception, your dress, bridesmaid’s dress, and the tuxes. 

By the time your meeting with Jessica was finished, it was well into the afternoon. You and Chris decided to grab a bite to eat before heading back to his mom’s house. 

You went into a small Italian restaurant. The hostess seated you at a table and handed you menus. Before either of you can open your menus, a little boy, around five years old runs over to your table. 

“You’re Captain America!” He exclaimed. “You are my favorite, after Falcon!” The boy said with a grin. 

You couldn’t help the small giggle that escaped when the boy said Falcon was his #1 favorite. 

Chris glanced at you then back to the boy. “Well, I will make sure Falcon knows that I met his #1 fan today.” Chris said with a smile. 

Before their conversation could continue, the boy’s mom rushed over. “I am so sorry!” She apologized. 

“Mama, look it’s Captain America!” He smiled up at his mom. 

“I see, but we have to let him enjoy his meal with his friend.” She told him. She apologized one more time before she began to walk away. 

“Wait, why don’t we take a picture before you go?” Chris offered. 

The mother turned around. “That’s really not necessary. I hate to bother you anymore.” 

“Nonsense, I insist.” Chris stood and picked the boy up and allowed for his mom to take a quick picture.

“Thank you so much, and again I’m so sorry he ran over here.” She said one last time before they walked away. 

“You are great with kids, you know that right?” You questioned Chris as he picked up his menu. 

“Yeah, I’ve been told I have a way with children.” He smiled. 

The rest of you lunch was peaceful. You went back to Lisa’s house and spent what was left of your day lounging around.

The next morning, you met with a realtor to look at a few houses in and around the Boston area. When you talked with the realtor, you and Chris both told him you didn’t want to be in the middle of town.

The realtor showed you several houses, but most of them were in packed neighborhoods where there was only ten feet between two houses. 

Finally, the last house he showed you and Chris was out from town and not squished between two other houses. It was in a new neighborhood, that only had a few other houses, but the closest one was a quarter of a mile. It had plenty of room and space. The house was large, with an open concept. It was two stories, stained wood floors, tall ceilings, marble counter tops, built in appliances, five bedrooms, five and a half baths, with an office space, and a three car garage. It was perfect. 

After touring the house, you looked up at Chris. He could see it in your eyes that you were in love with the house, and he was too. 

Chris turned to the realtor. “We’ll take it!” He smiled. 

After finishing up with the realtor, you felt as if you were on cloud nine. Chris could tell by looking at you. It was as if you were glowing. You were in your own little bubble of happiness. 

Before leaving Boston, you took Olivia back to the house, just to show her around. You put her down and let her walk around the empty house. She babbled as she walked around the first floor. 

Chris wrapped his arms around you as you both watched Olivia. “I think she likes it.” He whispered in your ear then kissed your neck softly. 

“I think so too.” You smiled. You giggled softly feeling Chris’s beard against your neck. “Now, I just can’t wait to be here.” 

“Me either.” Chris agreed. “Not much longer.” 

Once Christmas passed, you started the moving process. You packed up your apartment then packed up parts of Chris’s. It took about a week to get everything boxed up and shipped to Boston. Once everything was shipped and all the ends were tied up in L.A., you headed for Boston to start a new chapter. 

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“Unexpected Gifts” Pt. 14

Story Summary: After college, you moved to L.A. to begin pursuing your dream in the movie industry. You started as an intern and worked your way to leading stunt coordinator for the Marvel franchise on the set of the movie “The Avengers: Age of Ultron.” After the first week, you get a call that changes your life forever. You sister took her life, left you with her two month old daughter, and you are falling in love with one shield wielding maniac.

Pairings: Chris Evan x Reader

Warnings: None.

A/N: this was not proof read!

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Monday morning came way too fast. You woke up filled with anxiety, Chris did as well. You were both anxious about calling Chris’s agent and announcing your engagement. You were trying to put on a brave face, but inside you really weren’t ready for the reaction of Chris’s fans. You were so uncertain of what they may comment and post. 

After breakfast, you and Chris went to the back porch to video chat with his agent. Of course, you had met his agent, Megan. She knew of your relationship. She was a big reason you were able to keep it a secret.

You and Chris sat at the patio table in front of his laptop, waiting. Your anxiety had skyrocketed at this point. You and Chris both took a deep breath as the call from his agent came through. Chris accepted the call and her face pooped up. 

“Hey guys!” Megan smiled. “So, what is the reason for this video chat?” She questioned. 

You smiled as Chris grabbed your hand and raised it into the view of the camera. “Well, I may have done something.” He joked. 

“Oh my gosh!” Megan was shocked to say the least. She was happy, but as soon as she processed it, she started to think of all the articles and interviews that were going to want to be done and how Chris’s fanbase would react. 

“Congratulations!” She smiled. “Are you calling because we need a cover up or because we want to make an official announcement before the tabloids?” 

“The second one.” Chris told her. You nodded in agreement. 

“Well, you have an tv appearance coming up this Friday with Jimmy Fallon. Do you want to do it then?” She asked. 

Chris looked at you. He wanted this to be as much your decision as his. “Um, yeah, I guess that’s fine.” You shrugged. 

“Y/N, we can find another way. You just have to say so.” Chris rested his hand on your leg. 

“I just didn’t think I would have to go on tv or in front of an audience.” You admitted. “But, I want to do this as soon as possible. So, if I have to go in front of a live audience then I will do it.” 

“Are you 100% sure? I don’t want you to be uncomfortable in any way.” Chris truly didn’t want to push you out of your comfort zone. He knew you weren’t used to the big audiences and the cameras in your face. You did the work off camera and that is where you were comfortable. 

You took another breath and nodded. “I’m sure.” You told him. Maybe this way there wouldn’t be as much backlash. There wouldn’t be a post to harbor all the comments, good or bad. 

“Alrighty then, I will call the producers and work out the details.” Megan smiled. “Again, congrats! Love you guys! I’ll see you in New York Friday morning!” 

You both said goodbye before Chris ended the call and closed the laptop. You were hoping that your anxiety would decrease with the call to Megan, but it only seemed to increase. 

Chris was not much better. He was stressing for you. He knew the fear of being in front of a live audience and it being broadcasted on tv. Chris turned to you and opened his arms to you. You got up and curled up in his lap. 

“We are going to be ok after this, right?” You asked as you hid your face in Chris’s neck. 

“Y/N, no matter what happens, no one can change the way I feel about you. I want you and Olivia for the rest of my life. I want to come home to you. I want to make you happy for the rest of our lives. I want Olivia to be a big sister, and I want to watch our kids run around in a big backyard.” Chris explained in a reassuring tone as he rubbed his hand up and down your back. 

You couldn’t help the tears that started to flow. Chris moved back to look at you. 

“Why are you crying, hun?” Chris asked as he wiped the tears. 

“Because, you are just too good to me. I don’t know what I would have done this last year without you.” You sniffed. 

“You would have made it work. I know you, and you are not a quitter and you don’t give up easily.” Chris brushed a piece of hair behind your ear. “I know you are worried about being in front of a live audience and being in front of the cameras instead of behind them, but we are in this together, until the end.” He kissed your forehead then pulled back with a smile. 

You let out a breath and nodded. “Until the end.” You whispered. 

Chris leaned in and kissed you gently. You kissed back before you were interrupted by Lisa opening the patio door. 

“A certain one year old is awake and is wanting her mother.” She laughed. 

You stood from Chris’s lap and went inside to get Olivia. Your anxiety was still present, but it was better after Chris calmed you down. You knew things were going to get harder, but as long as you had each other, things would be ok. 

The rest of the week flew by and you were on your way to New York. Megan had a car service pick you, Olivia and Chris up and drive you to your hotel. Megan also arranged for you all to enter a side entrance instead of the main one. She led you up to your room. You stepped through the door and were greeted with the nicest hotel room you’d ever seen. You had stepped into just the living room area, there were still two bedrooms and two bathrooms to see. 

You bags were delivered to your room while Megan went over the plan for the announcement. You were sitting on the couch holding Olivia as she napped. Chris sat in the arm chair to your left. 

As Megan talked, you anxiety began to bubble up again. It had majorly decreased since Monday, but it was rising again. 

“So, Chris you will go out first and do your normal thing. Talk about your movie and what not, then we’ve told Jimmy to ask you if anything happened over the holiday or if you had any big news to share, just something along those lines.” Megan explained. “Then you will answer and Jimmy is going to ask who your mystery fiance is, you answer and then you say, ‘She’s actually here with me tonight.’ then Jimmy will say ‘lets bring her out here’ and then you will come in.” She looked to you. 

“Got it!” You nodded. 

“And I will keep Olivia backstage with me. If you want to bring her up with Jimmy, I did send him a few photos of all three of you together, but I was very clear that those should only be shown if you talk about her.” Megan continued. 

Chris looked over at you to make sure you were ok with everything. You gave him a nod to let him know you were ok.

“Everything is going to be ok.” You said with a small smile. 

Chris nodded in agreement. “You are right. We are going to make it through this.” 

You were filled with anxiety. There was so much left in the unknown. Chris was known for being a handsome bachelor. How were fans going to react to the news of him being off the market? What were people going to think of you? How would they react when they found out you had a child? These were all contributing factors to your stress. 

“Ok, I’m going to leave you three to have some peace and quiet for a little while. Stylist will be here around 4:30 to start getting you both ready for the show. I’ve got a few things to do then I’m going to pick up lunch, I’ll be back at 12:30.” Megan gathered her things and left the room. 

It was a little after 10 when Megan left, leaving you with maybe two hours to yourself. You sighed and leaned your head back against the couch. You were just trying to prepare yourself for what was to come. 

You decided you needed to let out some steam before you exploded. You laid Olivia in one of the bed and left to go to the gym. Chris looked as if he was as calm as ever, but really he was nervous. On one hand, he liked his privacy and to have things just for himself, but on the other hand, he wanted to be able to go out freely with you and Olivia and not worry about who sees or takes a picture. He knew this was for the best. 

You spent an hour in the gym. You ran two miles then spent forty minutes on the punching bag. By the time you finished, you were drenched in seat but you felt a million times better. Even though you were breathing heavy, you felt as if you could breath. You went back up to the room and headed straight to the shower. 

Megan came in with lunch just as you finished getting dressed after your shower. Olivia was up from her nap and playing with Chris in the small living room. Chris was holding her up by hands and helping her walk. When she laid eyes on you she started to walk faster. Chris let her go and she walked all by herself all the way to you. You and Chris cheered excitedly as you scooped her up. 

“Livie, you just walked! You are getting to be such a big girl!” You kissed her cheeks. 

Chris walked over and kissed her cheeks as well. He smiled at her proudly as she babbled away in your arms.

After lunch, you relaxed a little more before the stylists showed up. At 4:30, Megan let them into the room. They rolled in a clothing rack, several suitcases and more. They were followed by hair and makeup artists. 

The stylists set up in one bedroom while the hair and makeup was set up in the living room. 

You were amazed by what all was going on. This was the part of the movie world you weren’t ever apart of. The stylists started with your outfit. They brought several options. You finally made a decision on the dress, then your shoes and jewelry. Once you finished, they sent you to hair and makeup. While it was all happening, you forgot about your stress and you anxiety. You just enjoyed being the center of attention. The hair and makeup artists complimented you on your skin and your hair. The compliments brought a smile to your face. 

While your makeup was being done, Olivia wanted to sit with you. You held her in your lap as your makeup was applied. The artist occasionally brushed Olivia’s cheeks with a brush, making her giggle. 

What seemed to be many hours later, you and Chris were finally dressed and ready. 

Megan dressed Olivia for the night. Once she was dressed, you all headed down to the cars to head to the studio for the show. After you workout and being treated like a star, your anxiety and stress had dissolved. You started to realize you were working you self up over something you cannot control. You can only control your actions and emotions, not everyone else’s. 

On the ride to the studio, you let Chris in on your sudden realizations. He noticed that you seemed much calmer from this morning, which in turn helped him to calm down. By the time you reached the studio, he was much calmer and ready to take on this interview. 

You entered through the back doors and went into a green room. You sat down on a couch with Olivia as you waited to be told what to do. A crew member came in and put a microphone on him. 

The show started and was playing on a tv in the green room. Olivia saw Chris on the tv and started to make grabby hands. You and Megan laughed softly. You watch as Chris promoted his new movie and talked about different things.

 It went to a commercial break, and a crew member came to put a microphone on you. You looked at yourself in the mirror and took a calming breath. 

“So, Chris, how was your thanksgiving? Did anything exciting happen?” Jimmy questioned Chris. 

Chris chuckled and wiped his hands down his thighs. “Well, Jimmy, since you asked. Something exciting did happen.” He paused.

“Ok, come out with it. We are all on edge!” Jimmy exclaimed as if he didn’t already know. 

“I am now an engaged man.” Chris said. The audience gasped then cheered. 

“Wait, we didn’t even know you were seeing anyone.” Jimmy lied.

“Yeah, we tried to keep it that way.” Chris laughed. 

“So, who is your fiance?” Jimmy asked. 

“Y/F/N Y/L/N, she is a stunt coordinator for Marvel. That’s how we met.” Chris explained. “She’s actually here with me tonight.” He smiled. 

“What are we waiting for? Let’s get her out here.” Jimmy looked to the producers as if they were rushing to get you out there. 

A few minutes passed and the door slid open to reveal you. Chris stood from the couch walked over to you. He kissed your cheek sweetly then escorted you over to Jimmy. You reached out and shook his hand then sat down at the end of the couch Chris was previously occupying. 

“So nice to meet you, Y/N.” Jimmy smiled. 

“Nice to meet you too!” You smiled at him then glanced at Chris. 

“How long have you been keeping this relationship a secret?” Jimmy looked at you and Chris. 

“Well, we’ve been together for five months, that’s just officially as a couple.” You explained. “but, over this past year we’ve been together a lot.” As you tried to explain, you realized you would have to tell the whole story, including Olivia. 

Jimmy gave you both a questioning look. “We should probably just tell the full story.” Chris said. 

And you did. You and Chris told a shortened version of the whole story, so people didn’t think you were both rushing into being engaged. Even with the story some people probably thought you were being crazy and rushing things. 

When you talked about Olivia, they would show pictures of her with you and Chris. 

The rest of the show was great. The audience was amazing. They laughed and cheered, and that helped ease you into being in front of them. 

Once the show ended, you headed back into the green room to get Olivia. It was close to eleven at night and she was sacked out on a couch covered by your coat. 

You all made your ways out to the cars and headed for the hotel. Both of your phones were blowing up with notifications. You looked at Chris. 

“I say we just turn them off until in the morning.” You shrugged. 

“Sounds like a great plan.” He smile and kissed you. 

You both shut your phones off and put them into the pockets of your coats. There was nothing that could be said that would ruin what you and Chris had at that moment.

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“Unexpected Gifts” Pt. 13

Story Summary: After college, you moved to L.A. to begin pursuing your dream in the movie industry. You started as an intern and worked your way to leading stunt coordinator for the Marvel franchise on the set of the movie “The Avengers: Age of Ultron.” After the first week, you get a call that changes your life forever. You sister took her life, left you with her two month old daughter, and you are falling in love with one shield wielding maniac.

Pairings: Chris Evan x Reader

Warnings: None.

A/N:  Y’all I really trying to get this wrapped up because I start college Monday and I know I won’t be able to give this any attention after that. So, that’s why I’ve been updating like crazy! But, IT’S FINALLY HERE! THE MOMENT WE’VE BEEN WAITING FOR!

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You didn’t suspect a thing. Chris had done an amazing job at hiding the fact that he was going to propose in just a few days. Your mom, Lisa, Carly, and Shana helped Chris with every detail, even though there wasn’t much. Chris didn’t want it to be over the top and extravagant. He just wanted to show you how much he loved you but in a simple way. 

Chris had already picked out the ring. He went to Tiffany & Co. while he was in New York on a project. He did it even without having your parents permission because he always knew he wanted to pick his future wife’s ring from Tiffany’s. 

Chris spent a good portion of his off day looking over the extensive collection, but he finally made a decision and hoped you would be in love with it. He took the small blue box back with him to his hotel room and stuffed it into his suitcase and it had been there ever since. 

Finally, it was thanksgiving day. Chris’s stress level was through the roof. He had a gut feeling you would say yes, but there was still a tiny bit of fear in him that you would say no. 

Everyone was up and dressed for the day. You dressed very stylish but still comfortable, no one wants to be uncomfortable on thanksgiving. Olivia had a cute pumpkin outfit to wear for the day. 

Once everyone was at the house, Lisa wanted everyone to take pictures. Lisa pushed everyone out into the backyard for pictures. Chris rushed upstairs to grab the ring from his suitcase. As Chris walked outside, his heart was beating out of his chest. He took a breath before stepping out of the door.  The backyard was filled with trees that were covered in orange, yellow, and red leaves, it was beautiful. Pictures were taken of Chris’s family, your family, Chris and his siblings, you and Olivia, then you, Olivia, and Chris. 

Carly snapped what you thought was the last picture, then Shana speaks up. “Y/N, why don’t you and Chris get one by yourselves? Here, I’ll take Olivia.” Shana stepped over to take her. 

“Oh, yeah sure.” You said. 

“You don’t want to take a picture with me?” Chris faked offense. 

You rolled your eyes. “Yes, of course, I want to take a picture with you!” You both laughed.

It took a second because Olivia was being slightly clingy that morning. You turned your back to Chris as Shana pulled Olivia off of you, all while Scott was filming the whole thing. With your back turned, it allowed Chris just enough time to slip the ring from his pocket and get down onto one knee. 

Finally, you got Olivia off of you and turned back to Chris, but he was gone. You looked down and gasped. Chris was on his knee holding a Tiffany blue box in front of you. 

“Chris.” You barely whispered. 

Chris looked up at you and lost his whole speech he had planned in his head. 

“Y/N, I had this whole speech about how wonderful and amazing you are but now that I’m looking at you, I can’t even think straight.” Everyone laughed. “So, I’ll just ask you a simple question. Will you marry me?” Chris looked up at you with hope filled eyes. 

You covered your mouth as tears slowly slid down your cheeks. You nodded your head. “Yes! Yes, of course!” 

Chris stood up and wrapped his arms around you tightly. You wrapped your arms around his neck and kissed him. Chris pulled away and slid the diamond ring onto your finger. 

“Chris, it’s beautiful!” You looked down in awe of the stunning diamonds now adorning your left hand. 

“You like it? Because if it’s too much we can-” You cut Chris off. 

“I love it!” You smiled.

Chris let out a breath of relief. It was like a thousand pounds had been removed from his shoulders. After a few more pictures, everyone went back inside where it was warm then they started to gush over your ring and the proposal. 

A few hours later around the dinner table you asked, “Ok, so who all knew?” 

Everyone around the table sported a sheepish grin but Olivia. You laughed. 

“I can’t believe you all knew!” You shook your head. 

Everyone continued to talk about the engagement then Lisa and your parents started to share stories of their earlier days in marriage. It was so sweet being able to hear the stories and spend time with so many people who loved you. 

Once dinner was finished and all the dishes were done, everyone started to head back to their own homes or up to their rooms. You, Olivia, and Chris went up and started to get ready for bed. You put Olivia down after putting her in her pajamas. Chris climbed into the bed clad in just his boxers. You changed and washed your face then climbed into bed next to Chris. 

“Do you think we should tell people?” You asked. “I know you like your privacy and I do too, but I feel like it would be better for us to announce it on our own terms rather than have some tabloid do it.”

Chris took a breath. “I like this not having anyone know but our families, but it’s going to get harder when all the planning starts. So, maybe it would be okay to release a statement. I just don’t want my crazy fanbase to ruin this.” He admitted. “There are some crazy people who will just comment hateful and mean things just to bring others down. I don’t want that to get to you.”

“I would love to say words can’t hurt me, but that isn’t the truth. I’ll just have to realize when it’s time to maybe step back from social media and if I let it get to me, I’ll have you to reassure me.” You smiled up at Chris then leaned in to kiss him. He returned the kiss. 

“Ok, I’ll call my agent Monday. We can release a statement, but for the next few days let’s just enjoy being engaged with just our families knowing.” Chris kissed your forehead then laid back.

“Agreed.” You laid your head against his chest. “Good night.” 

“Good night, fiance.” Chris whispered. 

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“Unexpected Gifts” Pt. 12

Story Summary: After college, you moved to L.A. to begin pursuing your dream in the movie industry. You started as an intern and worked your way to leading stunt coordinator for the Marvel franchise on the set of the movie “The Avengers: Age of Ultron.” After the first week, you get a call that changes your life forever. You sister took her life, left you with her two month old daughter, and you are falling in love with one shield wielding maniac.

Pairings: Chris Evan x Reader

Warnings: None.

A/N: another chapter in under three hours! This is pure fluff! There’s literally so much fluff! I also added pictures just for the heck of it.

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After a two weeks spent in Sudbury with Chris, you and Olivia headed back to L.A. Chris insisted on coming back with you, but you talked him into staying a little while longer, since he doesn’t get much time with his family when he was working. 

Once you were back home for a few days, you started to plan Olivia’s first birthday party. Her birthday was November 25 falling two days before Thanksgiving. Olivia didn’t attend daycare so there were no children to really invite. The only children Olivia had been around for a significant amount of time were Chris’s nieces and nephews. An idea popped into your head, so you called Chris.

“Hey babe! What are you up to?” Chris asked.

“Hey. I just started thinking about Olivia’s birthday coming up. I want to plan a party for her, but the only kid’s she has really been around have been the kids in your family.” 

Before you could go on Chris interrupted you. “They would love to celebrate Livie’s birthday!” Chris said excitedly. 

“I know they would babe, but her birthday is two days before thanksgiving and that would be super hectic trying to travel from Boston to Los Angeles. And my parents are going to have to fly from Atlanta.” You let out an exasperated sigh.

“Hey, don’t stress. We will figure this out, ok?” He calmed you.

“Yeah, ok.” You leaned back against your couch. 

“I know you just got back, but what if you had Olivia’s birthday here at my mom’s house?” Chris offered. “My family could be there and it would be a lot less travel time for your parents as well. We could have it the weekend before thanksgiving that way you and your parents could get back to Atlanta to have thanksgiving as a family or we could have one big thanksgiving together, totally up to you and your family.”

“Chris, I couldn’t ask that of your family.” You shook you head even though he couldn’t see you. 

“You aren’t asking. I am offering.” Chris said, and you know he had his signature smirk on his face. “I’ll even ask my mom now if it’s ok with her.” 

Before you could put a stop to his actions, you hear him call out for his mom. You faintly heard him explain the proposition then you heard a gasp. “Oh! I would love to have Olivia’s party here and meet her family. She is such a sweetheart, I can only imagine what her parents are like.” 

“Ma, she is on the phone.” Chris told her.

“She is? Let me speak with her.” Lisa took the phone from Chris’s hand and placed it to her ear. 

“Y/N, hun, I would love to help you with Olivia’s party and have you and your parents over for thanksgiving.” Lisa happily said. 

“Thank you, Miss Lisa. I really don’t want to impose on your family during the holidays. Maybe I could celebrate with my parents then bring Olivia to Sudbury to celebrate with y’all.” You explained to Lisa. 

“I promise you wouldn’t be imposing. The more the merrier around here, but I also understand where you are coming from. Why don’t you talk it over with you parents then get back with Chris or myself?”  Lisa stated. 

“Yes ma’am, will do.” You smiled. 

Lisa bid you goodbye then gave the phone back to Chris. 

“So, how does thanksgiving in Massachusetts sound?” Chris said with a laugh. 

“Chris, I just don’t know. I feel like I’m mooching off you and your family if I take your offer.” 

“You’re not mooching.” Chris said flatly. “ My family really likes you. I don’t think they would offer that to just anyone, Y/N.” 

“Just let me talk to my parents, and I will let you know.” You told Chris. 

“Alright, I’ll talk to you later. I love you!” Chris said.

“I love you too.” You responded before ending the call. 

You let out an exaggerated sigh and through your head back. “What are we going to do Livie?”

Olivia just babbled in response. 

A little while later, you called your mom. When you explained Chris’s offer to her, she agreed that it would be a good idea. She wasn’t too sure on the thanksgiving part, but letting Olivia celebrate with both families would be best. She knew Chris had become a fundamental part of Olivia’s life and yours, so how could she not let him be apart of her first birthday. 

After your phone call with your mom, you called Chris back to tell him that your parents agreed to having Olivia’s party in Sudbury. Chris had met your parents briefly when they visited you and Olivia in New York while filming. You were still nervous for his whole family to meet them.

After a few weeks of planning, you and Lisa had everything ready for Olivia’s birthday. Lisa had the idea for the theme to be donuts, and it turned out super cute. Lisa ordered a cake for Olivia to smash, one to eat, and tons of donuts of all flavors. 

You and Olivia flew back to Boston two days before the party. The day before the party your parents flew in. You, Olivia, and Chris picked them up from the airport and took them to eat before taking them to their hotel. 

The day of the party arrived and it was all about Olivia. You couldn’t ask for anything better. Chris went to pick up your parents while you got Olivia dressed. You didn’t know there was an underlying reason for Chris wanting to go alone. 

He left earlier than needed to pick up your parents, but he had a plan. Before bringing them back to the house he stopped at a small cafe to have coffee with your parents. 

You parent’s sat down at a small table with Chris after receiving their order. 

“Chris, is there any particular reason you’ve brought us here?” Your mother, Tara, asked. 

“Yes ma’am there is.” He said. To your parents it was obvious he was nervous about something and they had an inkling of what it might be. Chris took a deep breath and wiped his hands on his jeans. “Mr. and Mrs. Y/L/N, I know Y/N and I have only been officially together for a few months, but I’ve known her for several years. This year having her in my life has been the best thing I could have asked for.” He took another breath. “She is an amazing woman. She loves everyone she meets no matter what, she is loyal, kind, smart, compassionate, and beautiful. I can’t imagine the rest of my life with out her or Olivia.” He looks you father straight in the eyes. “I would like your permission to ask her marry to marry me.” 

Your parents were in awe of Chris’s speech about you. They can see the love for not only you but also for Olivia pouring out of him. They look at each other and smile. 

“You have our permission.” You father, Shane, answered. 

Chris’s smile could have split his face it was so wide. “Thank you!” He said with a sigh of relief. 

They still had some time before they needed to be back, so your mother asked. “Do you have an idea of when you would like to ask her?” 

“Well, I would really like to do it soon. I am not the best secret keeper.” He laughed softly. “I would like to ask her on thanksgiving, so I would really like it of you two joined our family for thanksgiving dinner on Thursday.” 

Your mother pursued her lips. “Since you are going to propose, we will stay.” Your mom smiled. Chris smiled victoriously, his plan was coming together perfectly. 

They continued their conversation for just a few more minutes then it was time to head home for the party. 

Chris and your parents arrived forty-five minutes before the start time of the party. Lisa’s house was decorated beautifully for the occasion. Streamers and balloons were every where, along with pictures of Olivia that Lisa had acquired from Chris. 

You walked down the stairs with Olivia in your arms, she was bathed and ready for the party. She was a little cranky about the tutu she had on, but she was slowly calming down. 

Your mom gasped at Olivia’s outfit and immediately went to take her from you. You smiled and passed her over. You gave Chris a question look, he responded with a nonchalant shrug. 

Once your mom was finished gushing about Olivia’s outfit, you lead them into the kitchen to meet Lisa. 

Lisa and your parents hit it off. They fell into easy conversation as your mom started to help Lisa with the finishing touches of the decorations. 

It was finally party time and Carly and Shana both showed up with the rest of the kids. The children were in awe of all the sweets laid out in front of them. Scott arrived with armfuls of gifts. 

“Scott! You did not!” You gasped as he set the gift bags down. 

“I absolutely did!” He smirked. Scott took Olivia from Chris’s arms and gave her a kiss on the cheek. 

The party continued. Your mom placed the small cake on the tray of the high chair for Olivia to smash. Before you let her destroy the cake, you mom wanted a picture. You put Olivia in the high chair and stood just to the side for the picture.

“Chris get in there!” You mom motioned with her hand. 

He couldn’t help the smile that beamed across his face. He joined the picture then allowed Olivia to dig in to her cake. 

Everyone gathered around to watch Olivia smash her cake, and smashed it was. She had frosting all over her arms and face. You all snapped pictured of the happy birthday girl as she licked the cake and frosting from her hands. 

The official party ended after two or so hours. With everyone around clean up didn’t take much time. The left over food was all stored away and the decorations were taken down. All of Olivia’s gifts had been placed in the corner of the living room for her to play with later. The kids had crashed from their sugar highs and were napping in the playroom on pallets. 

All the adults gathered around the living room to enjoy the quiet. Scott, Chris and your dad watched a football game while all the women just laid around. 

“Miss Lisa, I can’t thank you enough for everything. It was absolutely beautiful!” You told her as you looked through your pictures. 

“Oh, hun, it was not a big deal! It was nice to do the planning and have the party here. It reminded me of having my own children’s parties here.” She smiled at you. 

The rest of the evening was quiet. Everyone laid around and munched on party food. You leaned against Chris not thinking of anything other than the day you had. Chris looked as if he was focused on the game on tv, but really his sole focus was planning the perfect proposal with just a few short days. 

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“Unexpected Gifts” Masterlist

Summary: After college, you moved to L.A. to begin pursuing your dream in the movie industry. You started with an internship and worked your way into the position of stunt coordinator by the age of 25. Your life was finally working out, You were finishing the first week of training with the Marvel cast for "Avengers: Age of Ultron." You had it all put together until your younger sister took her life, left you full custody of her two-month-old daughter, and you found the love of your life. (Based off Chris’s movie “Gifted”)

Pairings: Chris Evans x Reader

Series Warnings: Mentions of death/suicide/cussing

Status: complete

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

Chapter 16

“Unexpected Gifts” Pt. 11

Story Summary: After college, you moved to L.A. to begin pursuing your dream in the movie industry. You started as an intern and worked your way to leading stunt coordinator for the Marvel franchise on the set of the movie “The Avengers: Age of Ultron.” After the first week, you get a call that changes your life forever. You sister took her life, left you with her two month old daughter, and you are falling in love with one shield wielding maniac.

Pairings: Chris Evan x Reader

Warnings: None.

A/N: Olivia is approaching is around 11 months in this chapter.  I just wrote this in under three hours......so. 

{Part 1}     {Part 2}     {Part 3}     {Part 4}     {Part 5}     {Part 6}     {Part 7}    {Part 8}     {Part 9}     {Part 10}

One night, Shana decided to let all the kids go over to her house and play while her mom and Chris made dinner. Carly also joined Shana while keeping the kids. Chris was out on the back patio grilling hamburgers for dinner. You finished helping Lisa with preparing the condiments and sides then you slipped out onto the back patio. 

You slowly walked up behind Chris and wrapped your arms around him. He knew it was you by your hands. 

“Hey, baby.” Chris said softly. 

“Hi.” You whispered back and laid your head against his back. 

You both stayed quiet, just enjoying the sounds of outside around you. Chris laid his spatula down and turned in your arms so you were against his chest. He wrapped his arms around your waist and looked around at the backyard he grew up in. You looked up at him then out in the same direction he we was looking. 

“It’s nice here.” You said quietly. 

“You think so?” He questioned. 

“Yeah, this seems like a good place for a family.” You said looking up at him. “It’s not quite a small town in the south, but it’s still nice.” You laughed softly. 

“Where would you rather raise your family, here is Sudbury or in Atlanta?” Chris asked. 

“Wherever I’m with you.” You smiled. 

Chris looks down at you with his eyes full of love and adoration. “I love you, Y/N.” He whispered and leaned in to kiss you. 

“I love you too.” You whispered back just before your lips met. You both pulled away with smiles on your faces.

“So, you would want to raise a family with me?” Chris gave you a questioning look. 

“Most definitely! You are amazing with Olivia. I can’t imagine what you would be like with your own children.” You said while running your hands over his shoulders and down his arms. 

He leaned down and pressed a kiss to your forehead before turning back to the burgers on the grill. You took a seat on the patio chair and watched Chris. A few minutes later the back door opened, revealing Carly holding Olivia. 

“Olivia, who is that?” Carly pointed to you. 

“Mama!” She said clearly.

You gasp and reach out for her. “Good job, baby girl!” You cheered proudly. Chris turned around to see Olivia giggling in your arms. 

“Who is it, Livie?” Chris questioned her. 

“Mama!” She said again. Chris smiled at her proudly. 

You smiled at him, you mind filling with thoughts of having children with him and him looking at them the way he was looking at Olivia. Chris looked at you before taking Olivia from your arms. He kissed her cheeks as she giggled. After holding her for a few minutes, he handed her back so he could take the hamburgers off the grill. You opened the back door for him and followed him inside the house. 

“Ma, did you hear Olivia say her first word?” Chris asked his mother as he placed the tray on the counter. 

“No, I didn’t! I want to hear.” She smiled excitedly. 

“Livie, who is that?” Chris asked her as he pointed to you. 

“Mama!” She giggled. 

“Oh my!” Lisa grinned and clapped. “Such a smart girl!” 

You kissed Olivia’s cheeks and tickled her as you held her. “Don’t blink! Before you know it she’ll be all grown up!” Lisa said with a smile. 

Soon, dinner was served and everyone gathered around the outdoor dining table. 

“So, Chris, when do you plan on popping the big question?” Scott asked his brother teasingly with a hint of seriousness. 

You nearly choked on your chip you were eating. Chris’s stared daggers into his brother. 

“Scott!” Lisa reprimanded. “That is not an appropriate question for the dinner table.” 

You took a sip of your drink to stop your coughing. 

“Ma, I was just kidding!” Scott defended himself. 

The rest of dinner was filled with mindless conversation. You stayed rather quiet until it was over. You helped Lisa wash the dishes as everyone else hung out in the living room. 

“I apologize for Scott’s behavior earlier, Y/N.” Lisa said as she dried a dish. 

“There’s no need to apologize. It was a harmless comment.” You half smiled at her. 

“I don’t mean to pry, Y/N, and I know its only been a few months since you and Chris have officially been together, but do you see a future with my son?” She set the dish down and turned her full attention to you, you followed suit. 

“If I’m being honest with you and myself, yes ma’am. I see myself building a life with Chris.” You started to blush. “He treats me so well, and he has always been understanding of my situation with Olivia. I think since the night I got the call about my sister, I have seen a future with him.” 

Lisa smiled brightly and pulled you into a tight hug. “Y/N, you are an amazing woman. After meeting you just a few short days ago, I’ve know that there is no one better for Chris than you.” 

You teared up at her comment. “Just promise me you will take care of him. He needs it.” She laughed softly. 

“Yes ma’am. I promise.” You laughed. 

“Hey, what’s going on in here?” You heard Chris ask from the kitchen door. 

You pulled away from Lisa and wiped the stray tears. “Nothing, just dong dishes.” You smiled at him. 

Olivia was asleep against his shoulder. “Alright then, I was going to go put Livie down, but I figured you would want to kiss her good night.” 

“Ugh this man in literally perfect”  You thought. He knew that even if Olivia was asleep, you would always kiss her and tell you loved her. 

Chris brought her over to you. You kissed her cheek and whispered in her ear. You smiled up at him before he took her to your shared bedroom. 

Once you and Lisa finished the dishes, you decided to head up to bed for the night. You went into the bedroom you and Chris were sharing. As you stepped in, Chris was closing the bathroom door. 

“I’m going to shower.” You said grabbing your pajamas and stepping into the bathroom. 

After your shower, you crawled into the bed with Chris. You curled up next to him, you head against his chest. 

“So, do you want to tell me what you and my mom were talking about?” Chris asked in a whisper as he ran his hand over your back. 

You internally debated with yourself for a moment before deciding to tell him. If things were going to really be serious, you had to be open and honest. 

“After your brother’s question at dinner, your mom asked me if I saw a future with you.” You looked up at Chris, you could just barely make out his features in the dark. “And I told her, yes I do. I know it’s only been a few months but you’ve been through a lot with me in just under a year.” You took a breath. “You’ve been my compass through times when I didn’t know which way to go. I don’t know what I would have done without you. I love you, Chris Evans.” 

Chris was lost for words at your outpour. He kissed your forehead, then your nose then your lips. “I love you too, Y/F/N Y/L/N.” 

“Do you see a future with me?” You asked shyly. You were glad it was dark because you wouldn’t have been able to make eye contact if there was light. 

“I can’t imagine one without you or Olivia.” He stated. “Thank you for letting me in and letting me help you and be your compass.” 

Chris kissed your forehead one more time before you both fell asleep. It was the best sleep you had in ages. 

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“Unexpected Gifts” Pt. 10

Story Summary: After college, you moved to L.A. to begin pursuing your dream in the movie industry. You started as an intern and worked your way to leading stunt coordinator for the Marvel franchise on the set of the movie “The Avengers: Age of Ultron.” After the first week, you get a call that changes your life forever. You sister took her life, left you with her two month old daughter, and you are falling in love with one shield wielding maniac.

Pairings: Chris Evan x Reader

Warnings: None.

A/N: Ok, honestly I think this chapter is kind of sucky. It’s been sitting in my drafts and I knew i needed to finish it so i could update. So, sorry in advance if this is sucky.

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Two weeks later, you, Olivia, and Chris were on your way to Boston. You had over packed both yourself and Olivia. You were just so unsure of what you would need, what the weather would be like, so you just packed every essential for just about any type of weather. Luckily, your suitcase was huge so, you and Olivia were both packed in it. You packed a carry-on with some of Olivia’s things as well. You put everything by the door as you waited for Chris. 

Chris pulled up to your apartment and headed inside to help you with your luggage. It was around six in the morning, so, only you were awake. It was always easier to get ready to leave if Olivia was asleep. Chris knocked on the door. You ran over and let him, shushing him as he entered. He gave you a questioning look. 

“Livie is still sleeping. I’d like to keep it that way.” You explained in hushed tone. 

“Well, we kind of need to be leaving, so you need to go wake her up.” He stated matter-of-factly. 

“Ok, I’ll go get her up and ready to leave.” You started to walk away, but Chris grabbed your arm and pulled you into him. “What?” 

He leaned in and kissed you softly. “Now you can go get Olivia up.” Chris smiled down at you before taking your bags down to his car. 

You quietly went into the bedroom and woke Olivia up. She was not happy with you at all. Olivia cried as you changed her diaper and put her into her onesie to travel. You were mixing a bottle when Chris walked back into the apartment. She immediately stopped crying and reached for him. 

“Oh, good morning, love bug! Are you cranky because mama woke you up?” Chris cooed at the eight month old as he took her from you. 

You rolled your eyes and handed Chris the bottle. He chuckled and took the bottle. You finished packing your carry-on then started turning off lights.

“Ok. I’m ready.” You smiled at Chris.

“Let’s hit it!” He turned off the kitchen lights and headed for the door.

You followed Chris out and shut the door. You made sure it was locked then walked down the stairs to the car.

Chris buckled Olivia into her car seat then went around to the driver side. You got in the passenger side and buckled up.

The drive to the airport was mostly quiet, the radio played creating some back ground noise.

You zoned out while looking out of the window. Your mind was filled with anxious thoughts. You had heard great things about Chris’s family, but it didn’t help the nervousness you were feeling.

You were brought out of your thoughts by Chris placing his hand on your thigh.

“You ok?” He asked.

“Yeah, I’m just nervous.” You admitted to Chris. “I know your family is probably the sweetest people on the planet, but I’m just anxious.”

“Sweetheart, it’s ok to be nervous and anxious. My family can be a bit over the top, so I’m glad you told me.” He gave your thigh a reassuring squeeze. “It’s all going to be ok.”

You smiled at him and nodded. A few minutes later you pulled into the parking garage if the airport.

Once you had Olivia strapped in the chest carrier, you help Chris get the luggage.

All the luggage was out of the car, but before you could go into the airport, Chris put on his Boston cap and a pair of dark sunglasses. You couldn’t help but laugh softly.

“What?” He looked over at you.

“You really think that fools anyone?” You asked as you grabbed the handle to your suitcase.

“I know it doesn’t but it’s all I got.” He grabbed his suitcase and locked the car.

“Well, I’ll keep my distance so no one gets suspicious.” You said jokingly, but Chris thought you were serious.

“What? No! I don’t care if people are suspicious.” He said walking over to you.

“Chris, I was only joking.” You assured him.

“Oh, good! I thought you were serious.” He blushed. 

You both went into the airport and went to check in for your flight. Once you were checked in, you and Chris found your gate and sat down. Olivia was still asleep against your chest. 

“Do you want a coffee or something to eat?” Chris asked as he placed his carryon by the chair you were sitting in.

“Coffee would be great.” You smiled at him. He nodded and went to find a coffee cart. Chris had to hold himself back from kissing you, even if all he wanted to do was give you a quick peck. He didn’t want to risk it. He didn’t want you to worry about pictures being taken and posted. 

Chris found a coffee cart and ordered. Once he had both coffees, he made his way back to you. When he got back, he found you holding an awake Olivia. She was bouncing around in your lap and gurgling. Chris handed you your coffee with a smile then sat down. You sipped on your coffee while you waited for your flight to board.

Forty-five minutes later, your flight started to board. You and Chris made it to your seats and got situated for the flight.

Once you were in the air, Olivia went to sleep. Six hours later and you landed in Boston at Logan International Airport. You let everyone else get off before you and Chris even attempted to get up from your seats. Chris helped you get Olivia strapped into the carrier then you grabbed your carryon. You both exited the plane and made your way to baggage claim.

Chris grabbed the the luggage and Olivia’s car seat as it went by. You checked to make sure you had everything then you followed Chris out of the airport. 

“My brother is picking us up.” Chris smiled at you. 

“Oh, I can’t wait to meet him.” You said to him. 

Once you both exited the doors of the airport, you heard Chris’s name being called. You both looked over to see his brother waving and yelling. You couldn’t help but laugh. You followed Chris over to the car. 

Chris embraced the younger man in a hug then he turned to look at you. 

“Scott, this is my girlfriend Y/N and her daughter Olivia.” Chris said proudly. 

“Nice to meet you! I’m Scott!” He reached out and shook your hand. “Well, lets get going. Everyone is really excited to meet you.” Scott said. 

You anxiety seemed to spike at that comment. Chris noticed the slightest change in your facial expression as he helped Scott load the luggage. Chris walked over and placed his hands on your shoulders.

“Hey, it’s going to be ok. There is lots of space at the house and even a small guest house, so if you and Olivia need to sneak away you can.” Chris said reassuringly. “I’ll be with you every second if you need me to be.” He smiled. 

You let out a breath and nodded. Once the car seat was put into the car, you all loaded up. Chris sat up front with Scott who was driving and you sat in the back with Olivia. 

Scott pulled away from the airport and headed for the house. Thirty minutes later, you were pulling up to a beautiful house in the Sudbury, Massachusetts. Scott parked and turned the car off. As soon as you opened the car door, the front door of the house was opening and several children came running out followed by adults.

The children immediately ran to hug Chris. He bent down and wrapped his arms around them all. The sight warmed your heart because you know just how much this man loves his family. 

You fully got out of the vehicle and began to unbuckle Olivia. She was once again sleeping, so you were being careful not to wake her. Once you had her out and against your chest, you turned around and were met with lots of eyes on you. You smiled at everyone as you held Olivia. 

Chris noticed Olivia was sleeping. “Everyone this is Y/N and Olivia.” He said quietly. “Olivia seems to be warn out from our trip here.” He chuckled. 

Chris reached over and took Olivia, so you could meet everyone. 

“Hi, I’m Lisa, Chris’s mom.” Lisa introduced herself then pulled you into a hug. You hugged her back and it was actually calming.  “This is Shana and Carly, Chris’s sisters.” She pulled away and introduced them. They both hugged you as well. 

“It’s nice to finally meet y’all! I’ve heard lots of good things.” You smiled. 

“Well, we are really glad to meet you as well hun.” Lisa smiled. “Do you mind?” Lisa asked gesturing to Olivia. 

“No, not at all.” You said. Lisa walked over and took Olivia from Chris, who pouted slightly. 

“Now, you boys bring all the luggage in.” Lisa said as she turned to walk inside the house. You laughed softly and followed Carly and Shana. 

You all went into the living room and sat down. “Y/N, she is a beautiful little girl.” Lisa complimented as her grandchildren gathered around her to look at the unfamiliar baby.

“Thank you!” You smiled. 

“So, I hope you don’t mind, but Chris explained the full story to me about how Olivia became yours.” Lisa looked at you. 

“Oh yes ma’am, it is totally fine. He asked if he could tell you.” You explained. “It was actually just recently that I allowed myself to see her as my daughter and not my niece.” 

You, Lisa, Carly, and Shana continued to talk as Scott and Chris toted the luggage to Chris’s old bedroom.

Chris joined you all a few moments later. He sat down beside his mom and admired Olivia’s sleeping form. 

“She is quite the sleeper, isn’t she ma?” Chris laughed softly. 

“I’d have to say so, the kids have been romping around and she hasn’t budged.” She agreed. 

“Man, I wish mine were like that.” Shana laughed. 

“Yeah, I got pretty lucky in that department.” You said. “We’ve only had a handful of nights that were tough.” You admitted to them. 

After a few more minutes of talking, Olivia began to wake up. Lisa cooed at her as she stretched. Once she saw Chris from the corner of her eye, she reached for him. Lisa handed her over to him and she began to coo at him. 

“Is she forming any words yet?” Lisa questioned as she watched Chris with Olivia. 

“Yes, we’ve been working on mama mostly and banana.” You said with a laugh. “Banana is mainly ‘nana’ and mama is almost there.” 

Everyone sat around for a while before it was time to start on dinner. Lisa made her way to the kitchen followed by Carly and Shana. You moved over by Chris and Olivia. Scott and Chris continued to talk while you made faces at Olivia. 

“Chris, mom wants you.” Carly stuck her head out from the kitchen. 

Chris handed Olivia to you then went into the kitchen. You sat down on the floor so Olivia could crawl around. 

Chris walked into the kitchen only to be met with three women staring at him. He raised his eyebrow in question to all of them. 

“Chris that girl is literally perfect!” Shana said in a hushed tone. 

“Agreed!” said Carly. “You need to pop the question already.” Carly added. 

“Girls.” Lisa looked at them. “That is not what I wanted to talk to you about.” She told Chris. “I just wanted to say that, I really like her. She is very kind, she loves kids and doing a lot on her own. She is also beautiful.” Lisa smiled at him as she continued to cook at the stove. “You have a good one, Chris, don’t let her slip away.”

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“Unexpected Gifts” Pt. 9

Story Summary: After college, you moved to L.A. to begin pursuing your dream in the movie industry. You started as an intern and worked your way to leading stunt coordinator for the Marvel franchise on the set of the movie “The Avengers: Age of Ultron.” After the first week, you get a call that changes your life forever. You sister took her life, left you with her two month old daughter, and you are falling in love with one shield wielding maniac.

Pairings: Chris Evan x Reader, Scarlett Johansson x reader (platonic)

Warnings: Lots of fluff! and I think this could be classified as angst, not sure. Its not between Chris and the reader though.

A/N: Ok, when I started writing this I did not know how old Scarlett’s daughter was, I honestly just knew she had one. It just dawned on me to see how old she is and I found out that she is only five, so if I was going by her actually birthdate, she wouldn’t even be born. So, for the sake of this story, Scarlett’s daughter is already born and I’m going to say she is five at this point. 

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Following your date, you checked your schedule for an upcoming projects. At the time, you had a few small projects that would be wrapped by the time Chris was ready to head to Boston.

You text Chris a picture of your schedule to let him know you were for sure free. He sent back a thumbs up and a smiley face. You laughed and put your phone down. Olivia had started crawling right as she reached eight months, so you couldn’t get to distracted or she would be into something. 

Chris was away filming his cameos for a few of the upcoming marvel movies, so it had been just you and Olivia for a couple of days. And you realized you needed to find a few more friends, some that were more available than Chris. But the more you thought about it, the worse it sounded.

So, you decided that staying at home with Olivia was the best option. As you were playing with Olivia, your phone started ringing. You grabbed it from the couch as Oliva crawled over and into your lap. You looked at the screen and saw Scarlett’s face. You quickly answered. 

“Hey girl! What’s up?” You asked as you smiled at Olivia. 

“Y/N! It feels like it’s been too long since I’ve seen you. I was in town and was wondering if you and Livie would want to grab dinner with Rose and me?” Scarlett said.

You glance down at Olivia, who is just smiling and babbling. “Yes! Oh my gosh! We would love to!” 

“Great! I’ll text you the restaurant.” Scarlett ended the call. 

“Well, Livie, looks like we have plans for the evening.” You scooped Olivia up in your arms and went to get ready. 

You changed out of you shorts and t-shirt and into white jeans, a baby blue top and some sandals. After applying a touch of makeup and smoothing out your hair, you grabbed clothes for Olivia. You picked out a white, sleeveless romper that had pineapples all over it and a matching headband. 

Once Olivia was dressed, you grabbed your phone and the diaper bag and headed out the door. You drove downtown to the address Scarlett sent you. You arrived and immediately saw Scarlett waiting with her daughter. You parked and exited your car. You gently got Olivia out as she continually babbled on and on. Grabbing the diaper bag and closing the door, you headed across the street to where Scarlett was waiting. 

Scarlett smiled at you as you made it across. You embraced quickly then pulled away. 

“Y/N, it’s been too long. We went from seeing each other everyday to not at all.” She exclaimed. 

“I know, I know!” You laughed softly. You looked down to see Scarlett’s daughter, Rose. “Well, you must be the famous Rose! I’ve heard so much about you.” 

The five year old giggled and held her mother’s hand tighter. “You’re Y/N!” Rose said excitedly. “Mama talks about you, a lot!” 

You chuckled and looked to Scarlett, who had a guilty expression. You all entered the small restaurant and were greeted by the hostess. She lead you to a table away from the larger crowds. You weren’t sure if it was because of the children or because of Scarlett, but it was nice not to be seated in the crowded dining area. 

The waitress came over with a high chair, which you thanked her for, then she took you drink orders. Once you made sure Olivia was buckled in, you turned back to Scarlett to catch up. Rose was entertaining Olivia. 

“So, how is the couple life?” Scarlett quirked her eyebrow. 

“Things are great! Like really, really great!” You started, and you couldn’t help the blush that made its way onto your cheeks. “Chris is the sweetest and most caring man ever! He literally bought a pack-n-play and a bouncer to keep at his apartment for Olivia.” You gushed.

Scarlett couldn’t help but smile, she was happy for the both of you. “You’ve got one of the best, Y/N. I’m so happy for you.”

Your conversation continued and flowed into lots of different subjects. The food was being delivered and that’s when your conversation slowed, but once it did, you were able to clearly listen to Rose talking to Olivia.  

Rose was trying to get Olivia to say “mama.” At that moment, you felt like you had been punched in the gut. You hadn’t even thought about something like this happening. 

“Rose-” Scarlett went to correct her daughter, but you stopped her. She gave you a questioning look. 

Rose look at her mom then back to Olivia. Olivia was trying to imitate the sounds Rose was making. 

Once all the food was placed on the table, you all started eating. You fed Olivia small bites off your plate, since she was able to eat more solid foods. You and Scarlett continued talking about little things while enjoying your meals.  

“Oh! I almost forgot. Olivia and I are going to Boston with Chris in a few weeks.” You told her.

“Really? Are you ready for that?” She asked.

“Yeah, I think I’m ready. I know its only officially been a little over two months, but I feel like things are on their way to be serious with Chris.” You admitted to her. You really did have a gut feeling that things would serious between you and Chris.

“That’s great! Oh, you are going to love his family. They are the sweetest.” Scarlett told you. “His mom is a literal angle!” 

You laughed softly. “Well, hopefully they like me and Olivia.” 

She reached over and squeezed your hand. “They will love you both! Don’t stress, it causes wrinkles.” She laughed and reached up to your forehead where she could see worry lines. 

“Ok, mom.” You both laughed, rather loudly. Rose looked at her mom confused, while Olivia joined in the laughing.  

Once the laughing died down the waitress come by with the checks. Scarlett and you both accepted the books and slid your cards in. The waitress walked away to run the cards. You picked Olivia up and sat her in your lap. She started to babble while looking up at you. 

“Mmmaaa” She continued trying to mimic the word mama. 

Rose smiled and clapped. “Look mama! Olivia is saying mama!” Olivia’s attention was drawn by the clapping, so she looked back at Rose and continued to make the ‘m’ sound. 

Scarlett looked over with a small look of apology, but you waved her off. “We should definitely make Chris jealous!” Scarlett smirked. 

“How so?” You quirked your brow. 

“Like this!” She grabbed her phone and from her purse and opened up the camera app. Rose climbed into her lap to join the picture. Scarlett snapped a cute picture of you four then text it to Chris with a message reading “I’m stealing your girlfriend and her baby!😜” 

She sent the message while laughing softly. Chris responded rather quickly. 

“Hey, that’s not fair!😢 You CAN’T have them! I’ll fight you”  

You both laughed at his message as the waitress returned with your cards. You put your cards away and gathered your things to leave. Scarlett typed her response to your boyfriend. 

“You know you won’t win that fight!” 

You shook your head at her antics as you both left the restaurant. 

“Hey, what are you going to do now?” You asked her.

“Just going back to my hotel, why?” She looked at you.

“Why don’t you and Rose come hang out a little longer at my place?” You offered. “Livie seems to be enjoying Rose’s entertainment.” 

Scarlett nodded. “Oh, alright! I’ll meet you there.” She turned and walked down to her car. You did the same. Once Olivia was buckled in, you headed home. As you were driving, you could hear Olivia continuing to babble out, “Mmmmaaaa.” 

She babbled the entire way home and even as you made it into your apartment. Scarlett walked in a few minutes behind you. Rose immediately went to play with Olivia on the floor, while Scarlett walked into the kitchen, where you were pouring two glasses of wine. 

While you were waiting for Scarlett, your mind wouldn’t slow down. It continued to think about the future, “What should Olivia call you? What’s going to happen when she goes to school and other kids talk about their moms? Technically, you would be her mother figure, but you couldn’t replace her actual mom.” 

Scarlett noticed the look that had made its way onto your features as you handed her the glass. She instantly took both glasses, placed them on the counter and pulled you into a hug. She couldn’t even begin to imagine what emotions you were feeling, because most moms/guardians were ecstatic when their babies started talking. Scarlett could see you were happy she was starting to form a word, you were just unsure of what to feel with the word she was forming. 

Scarlett pulled away to look at you. Tears were forming in the corners of your eyes. 

“No, no, no! No tears.” She said while gripping your shoulders. “I know this is tough, and I know you think by letting her call you mom is somehow wrong because you aren’t the one who gave birth to her, be glad you didn’t, that is the only sucky part.” 

 A grin broke out on your face. “There we go! A smile, no tears.” Scarlett exclaimed. “As much as you think you aren’t her mother, you are. I’d like to think you love her like you brought her into this world. Because everyone knows you would do anything that baby girl needs and that’s what being a mom is. Doing things that are so unbelievably unnecessary just to see a smile on our kids face, or to keep them safe. You chose to take care of her, that’s what moms do. Because I know, you had the option to leave her with your parents, but you didn’t. You chose to be woman who loves and cares for that child. You aren’t replacing you sister, I know it feels like it, but I know when Olivia is older you while explain it all to her.” 

A tear slid down your cheek at Scarlett’s words. She wiped it away and hugged you again. “It’s all going to be ok.” 

You nodded and took a deep breath. You pulled back to look at Scarlett. “So, I should be teaching her to say mama?” 

“Yes, you should because you are one hell of a mom.” Scarlett beamed. 

You returned a smile. You both grabbed your wine and went to join the girls in the living room. Rose was laying on the floor letting Olivia crawl on top of her. Scarlett took a quick picture of them and sent it to you. 

You laughed softly at the picture. You and Scarlett started talking about random subjects while watching the girls. 

As you were talking, you phone started ringing. You grabbed it from the coffee table to see an incoming facetime call from Chris. You showed the phone to Scarlett, who quickly snatched it and answered the call. 

“Hey, bab-” Chris cut himself off when he saw Scarlett on his screen. “Umm, Scarlett? What are you doing?” He questioned the blonde. 

“I told you I was going to steal you girlfriend and her baby.” She said as if that was common knowledge. You couldn’t help but laugh. 

“Very funny, give the phone back to my girlfriend.” He laughed

“Whatever, you’re no fun.” She rolled her eyes and handed the phone to you then moved to the floor to play with Rose and Olivia. 

“Finally! Hey, beautiful!” Chris smiled upon seeing your face on his screen. 

“Hey! How was your day?” You asked him. 

“Much better, now that I get to talk to you.” You laughed softly. “How was your day?” He asked. 

“It was really good! I’ve missed seeing Scarlett, and I finally got to meet the famous Rose.” You explained to Chris. He chuckled. 

“I’m glad you had a good day, babe. Now, where is love bug?” He asked. 

“She is on the floor, playing. Would you like to speak with her?” You questioned him. 

“I would.”  

Scarlett picked up Olivia and passed her to you. You placed her in your lap and put the phone in front of her. She started to reach for the phone once she saw Chris’s face. 

“Hey there, love bug! What are you doing?” He cooed at the baby. She babbled in response. 

“Mmmmaaa” She cooed. 

“Say, Rose has been teaching me to say mama.” You explained in a baby voice. “Can you say it Livie? Ma-ma?” You looked down at her. She tried to repeat the syllables but it was lost among her babbles. 

You looked at Chris who was smiling from ear to ear. “What?” 

“Nothing, just missing you both. Can’t wait to be back with you two.” Chris played it off. Really, he was imagining what it would be like to hear his and your children try to say mama. 

“We miss you too! I’ll see you in a few days though, then we will be off to Boston.” You reminded him. 

He nodded and smiled. “Well, it’s pretty late here, so I’m going to head to bed. I just wanted to tell you, I miss you and can’t wait to be back.” 

“We are here waiting for you! Good night!” You smiled. “Blow kisses, Livie.” Olivia blew him a kiss. Chris did the same. 

“Goodnight to all of you guys!” He said a little louder for Scarlett to hear. Scarlett responded before you ended the call. 

You put your phone down and joined Scarlett on the floor. 

“So, you haven’t said it yet?”  Scarlett asked in a teasing tone. 

“No, we haven’t. ” You said as you played with Olivia. “You sound like a teenage girl!” You laughed. 

Scarlett laughed. “I do not! I was just curious!” She defended herself. 

“Mhm.” You hummed and rolled your eyes. You both laughed and continued to talk. 

Soon, both Olivia and Rose were tired. Rose yawned and sat in Scarlett’s lap. “Well, I guess that is my cue.” She laughed. 

“Yeah, I think so.” You both stood. You held Olivia as she whined. Scarlett picked up Rose and grabbed her purse. You walked her to the door. “It was so good getting to catch up with you! We definitely need to do this more.”

“Agreed!” She smiled. You hugged gently before she left. 

Once she left, you took Olivia to the bedroom. “I know, I kept you up way past your bed time.” You said as you changed her into her pajamas. She continued to whine until you held her against your chest and rocked her gently. Within a few short minutes, Olivia was out. You laid her in her crib then went to get ready for bed. 

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“Unexpected Gifts” Pt. 5

Story Summary: After college, you moved to L.A. to begin pursuing your dream in the movie industry. You started as an intern and worked your way to leading stunt coordinator for the Marvel franchise on the set of the movie “The Avengers: Age of Ultron.” After the first week, you get a call that changes your life forever. You sister took her life, left you with her two month old daughter, and you are falling in love with one shield wielding maniac. 

Pairings: Chris Evan x Reader 

Warnings: None. 

{Part 1}

{Part 2}

{Part 3}

{Part 4}

Monday morning arrived, and you were up groaning at the sound of your alarm that surprisingly didn’t wake the baby. You made some breakfast and packed the diaper bag before Olivia woke up. You didn’t have enough time to find a babysitter, so Olivia joined you at work, you cleared it with everyone first.

Olivia woke up just as you finished getting dressed. With your job, leggings, dry-fit shirts, and tennis shoes were your go-to. You got the crying baby from the crib and calmed her down. You changed her diaper and fed her.

After getting her dressed, you both headed for the car. You pulled into set parking and got out. You grabbed the diaper bag and the car seat. Olivia had fallen asleep on the drive over. 

You walked in the door and into the stage area where all the padding and mats were set up for practicing stunt and fight scenes. You saw Erin and some of the stunt performers. You walked over with a small smile. “Morning!”

They smiled and said good morning. You set the car seat down as Olivia started to wake up.

“Why do you have a baby?” One of the stunt performers asked. Erin shot him a look.

“This is my niece. If you have a problem you can take it up with my sister.” You said. “Oh wait, she’s dead.” You snapped at the guy.

You weren’t in a bad mood so to say, but definitely weren’t in the best of moods. Olivia had cried until 3 o’clock in the morning and you had been clueless on what to do. So you just held her until she decided she had done enough crying and fell asleep. Which meant you only slept for a few hours and it wasn’t even a deep sleep.

You sat and talked with the other coordinators and some of the performers until the cast started to arrive. Scarlett and Chris were the first to arrive. You were sitting in a chair holding Olivia while she had her second bottle of the day. Scarlett got closer and realized it was you.

She gasped. “Y/N, who is this cutie?” She asked looking down at the baby.

You jumped slightly not noticing her. “Oh gosh! You scared me!” You laughed as you looked up at her. “This is Olivia.”

“You never mentioned you had a baby.” Scarlett says.

“Umm, well, because two weeks ago I didn’t have a baby.” You laughed softly. “She is my niece.” You went on to explain the entire situation. Scarlett, of course, gave you her sympathies.

Chris came up behind you and started making faces down at Olivia. She quit taking the bottle and started cooing. You tilted your head back and met Chris’s blue eyes. He was laughing and smiling. 

He reached down and took Olivia from you. She started to gurgle and coo loudly. “Hello to you too, Olivia.”

Scarlett laughed. “I take it they’ve met?”

“Yeah.” You nodded. “He met me after I got back from Atlanta, and he helped out with some things.” 

“He did?” She raised her eyebrow. “What did he help with?”

You laughed softly. “Well, he went baby shopping with me, and he put together Olivia’s crib.” Scarlett nodded and laughed.

“Well it’s good to know he’s good for something.” Scarlett teased.

Chris ignored her as he finished feeding Olivia. “Olivia seems to like him, so.” 

“I can see.” Scarlett said. She walked over to Chris and stole Olivia from him. Chris spouted and walked over to you.

“And how is the second most beautiful girl?” Chris bent down to your level.

“Second?” You raised your eyebrow.

“Yeah, Livie is the obviously the first.” He laughed.

You smiled at him. “I’m fine, just tired.”

“Did you not sleep last night?”

“I tried.” You let out a breath. “But Olivia wouldn’t sleep. I tried to put her down at 6:30 and she didn’t go to sleep until three this morning.”

“Well, if she doesn’t sleep tonight, call me and I’ll come hang out with you.” Chris smirked.

“Chris, I’m not calling you in the middle of the night to come hang out just because Olivia won’t sleep.” You laughed.

“Why not?” He smirked. You smiled at him and shook your head. 

“Chris Evans, you are something else.” You thought.

Soon everyone had arrived and the day began. It was a big adjustment having Oliva on set. She did not want to lay in her car seat at all. Every time you tried to lay her down, she would cry. So, you ended up having to hold Olivia and try to show the performers and actors what you wanted them to do.

“Hold on. I don’t like that.” You stopped Scarlett and one of the stunt performers. Olivia was asleep on your shoulder. “Scarlett, I want you to try this.”

You tried to explain it without having to show her, but it just didn’t work. Chris came up behind you and took Olivia. You nodded a thank you to him then continued to explain what you wanted from Scarlett.

12:30 rolled around and that meant lunch. You had spent most of the morning working with Scarlett on her different  scenes. You found Chris in a darker spot of the building.

“Chris, what are you doing?” You asked.

“Shhh. She’s asleep.” He walked over, and Olivia was asleep against his shoulder with her pacifier in her mouth.

You shook your head at him. “Well it’s 12:30, you should go eat. I’ll take her.” You reached for her.

“I’m not really hungry.” He stated as he looked down at Olivia. 

“Chris, we are working a lot with you after lunch. You need to go eat. And Olivia needs her bottle.” You said to Chris.

“I just fed her.” He smiled at you. “You were with Scarlett and you looked like you were in the grove, so I did it.”

You couldn’t help but laugh a little. “Well, thank you. My list of debts to you continues grow. Now, please give me my baby and go eat.”

“And what about you? Who’s going to make sure you eat?” He raised his eyebrow as he passed Olivia over to you.

“I have a protein bar.” You told him.

“That’s not lunch.” Chris stated. “Come with me to get lunch.”

“Chris, I wish I could, but we have a meeting with the director.”

Chris sighed and nodded. “Alright.” He started to walk away, but came back. 

“What?” You raised your eyebrow. Without a word, Chris gently kissed your cheek then headed for the door.

You couldn’t stop smiling as you walked to your bag. You didn’t want to tell Chris no, but you had a meeting with the stunt crew and the director. 

Thankfully, Olivia slept through the entire meeting. After that, you changed her diaper and waited for the cast to return. It was just you, Olivia and a few other people, but they were on the opposite side of the room.

Olivia was awake and laying on a blanket on one of the pads. You were sitting beside her. She cooed as she held onto a rubber toy.

Chris walked in the door and immediately spotted you. He walked over with a bag from a cafe in his hand.

He handed you the bag without saying anything then began to play with Olivia.

“Chris, what is this?” You asked opening the bag.

He shrugged not even looking at you. You huffed and rolled your eyes. Inside the bag was a grilled chicken Caesar salad.

“Chris, you didn’t have to do this” You laughed. Chris smiled down at Olivia. 

“That is better than a lame protein bar.” He said. “And, if I remember from the first time we worked together, you probably didn’t even eat your protein bar.” He gave you a stern look as he picked up Olivia. 

Chris wasn’t wrong. In the beginning of your career, you had a knack for forgetting to eat lunch, and you hated to admit, but it was something you were still prone to doing.

You looked down in shame, letting Chris know he was right. You went to grab your protein bar then one of your co-workers called you name, and then Olivia woke up after the meeting. After looking at the food in the bag, your stomach was growling.

“Thank you.” You said glancing at Chris. He just smiled and nodded. You ate the salad before the rest of the cast arrived.

The last half of the day went well. Olivia decided she would lay in her car seat and play with her toys. You kept the car seat close by, so you could keep an eye on her.

Finally, the day ended and you were strapping Olivia into the car seat to take her to the car.

“Hey Y/N!” Scarlett called out. You turned around to face her. “Here is short list of some the people I’ve used to watch my kids and my number is on there. So if you need something, let me know.”

You smiled at her. “Thank you Scarlett. This means a lot. Y’all have been the best to me through all this and I can’t thank you enough.”

“No need to thank me.” She smiled. “You’ve worked hard in the last few weeks, so this is my way of repaying you.” Scarlett chuckled.

After talking to Scarlett, you grabbed the diaper bag and picked up Olivia in her car seat. “Alright Livie, lets go home.” 

You walked out into the parking lot and unlocked your car. You put Olivia in and shut the door. It was just after 6 o’clock, so your plan was to pick something up on the way home.

You were opening your car door when you heard your name being called. You knew it was Chris and you couldn’t help but smile. He jogged over with a smile. “I just wanted to tell you that you did an awesome job today with having to balance Olivia and such an active job.”

You blushed and smiled. “Thank you Chris. Hopefully next week I will have found a sitter.”

“Oh come on now, you know everyone enjoyed having her around.” He chuckled.

“You might have enjoyed her, but not everyone did.” You sighed.

“You know getting a sitter will be pointless. Because in three weeks we start filming and you’ll be traveling for that.” He said.

You weren’t sure what Chris’s angle was, but he had a point.

“I know, but even if it is just for three weeks, it will be easier on everyone. I will definitely think about it though.”

He nodded. “Have a good night, and I’ll see you in the morning.” Chris leaned over and kissed your cheek for the second time that day.

You smiled at him. “You too, Chris.”

He walked off, and you got into your car. You picked up Chinese for dinner then you drove home. You got inside and took Olivia out of her car seat. You let her lay on the floor on a blanket, so she could stretch out and play, and you could eat. 

You ate pretty quickly then attempted to put Olivia to bed. It took some time, but you got her to sleep, that you were thankful for.

You showered and laid around in the living room for a while. You were concentrating on flipping between channels when you heard your phone buzz against the coffee table.

Chris- “Hey, I’m sorry about what I said earlier. I don’t know what I was trying to accomplish with that. I just like having Olivia around. She brightens up the whole place. I’ve just been thinking that I was kind of a jerk.”

You- “It’s ok. I didn’t think you are a jerk.”

Chris- “Ok good. I don’t want to mess things up between us and I thought maybe I had.”

You- “I think it would take more than a silly comment to mess things up. I know you meant well.”

Chris- “Ok. I feel better now. Is Olivia asleep?”

You- “Yeah, she’s been down for about thirty minutes. I’m not far behind her.”

Chris- “Good, I’m glad she’s asleep. I’ll see you in the morning. Good night:)”

You- “Good night”

You quietly went into your room and got in bed. You fell asleep with a smile on your face, thinking of Chris

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“Unexpected Gifts″ Pt. 3

Summary: After college, you moved to L.A. to begin pursuing your dream in the movie industry. You started with an internship and worked your way into the position of stunt coordinator by the age of 25. Your life was finally working out, You were finishing the first week of training with the Marvel cast for "Avengers: Age of Ultron." You had it all put together until your younger sister took her life, left you full custody of her two-month-old daughter, and you found the love of your life. (Based off Chris’s movie “Gifted”)

Pairings: Chris Evans x Reader

Warnings: Mentions of death/suicide/cussing

{Part 1}  {Part 2}

A/N: I told myself I was going to update once a week, but I’ve already written through part 6. So, I was getting impatient with myself. I’m not sure how many parts this will have but it has 6 complete parts so far. 

“What?” You looked at your mom in utter shock. Your mother dropped a bomb on you, well at least that’s what it felt like.

“I know, it’s a shock, and with your career you don’t need a baby.” Your mom said. You looked down at your niece as she cooed in your arms. She didn’t deserve any of what was happening. 

“No, I-“ You stopped. “I will take her. I know you and dad are capable, but I think it would be better for everyone if I took her.” 

“Honey, are you sure? Your career is taking off and you have such odd hours.” Your mother was just wanting to make sure you knew you had options.

“I’m sure.” You said. “If that’s what she wanted then that’s what I will do.” You kissed your niece on her chubby cheeks and she giggled.

Your mom nodded. “Alright hun.” She squeezed your hand again.

You ate breakfast, and felt like your haze was getting thicker. Most of the day was spent sitting around and talking. Your parents went and made arrangements for your sister’s funeral.

You texted Chris throughout the day, but you never told him about your niece. As the day progressed, you needed to tell someone. Finally, you messaged Chris and asked if you could call him. He, of course, said yes.

You tapped the phone icon under his name and it began ringing. You were sitting on the back patio as Olivia napped in her swing.

“Hey Y/N! How are you doing?” He asked.

“Umm, well I was doing better until my mom informed me of something.” You told Chris.

“What was the news? I’m guessing it was something big.” Chris asked, genuinely wanting to know what was bothering you.

“My sister has appointed me to become the legal guardian of my niece. She never told me she was doing that.” You admitted to Chris. “She’s two months old.” 

“Oh.” Chris was unsure of what to say. 

“I know I just unloaded that on you, but I needed to tell someone. And you were the only person who knows what’s going on.” You sighed.

“Well, umm-” Chris stuttered. You could tell Chris was struggling. “I’ll help you figure things out.” 

“Chris, you don’t have to do that. I also wouldn’t even know where to start.” You told him.

“Y/N, you are going to need help. Let me help you.” Chris said.

You sighed. “Alright, alright. I will accept your help.”

“Good because you were going to get it any way.” 

Your niece began to cry. You stuck the phone between your shoulder and your ear and went to pick her up. “Shh, it’s ok, it’s ok. Aunt Sissy is here.” You sat down in your chair. 

“Aunt Sissy?” Chris questioned. You forgot he could hear you.

“Yes, when my sister and I were little kids she couldn’t say my name, so she called me sissy. So, we figured why not be Aunt sissy.” You explained to him. 

“I like it.” He said. “I’m just plain ole Uncle Chris.” He laughed. 

“There’s nothing wrong with that.” You told him.

You and Chris talked for a few more minutes then you ended the call. Your parents came home after a while. You and your niece were both asleep on the couch. 

The next few days were a blur. You attended the funeral of your sister and finalized documents to become the legal guardian of your niece.

It had been a week. You knew you had to get back to L.A. and back to work. It was Friday morning and you were able to book a flight back to L.A. for the next morning, but this time you had to mark that you were flying with a baby. You were slightly dreading the flight home. Five hours on a plane with a two month old, that was definitely uncharted waters for you. 

That night, you packed your suitcase and Olivia’s things. You told your parents to keep everything your sister had bought at there house. You would just have to buy new things after you were back in L.A. 

That night, you couldn’t sleep. Your mind just wouldn’t shut down. Every scenario, good and bad, were going through your head. You checked the clock and it was almost 3 a.m. You groaned and just stared at the ceiling. You weren’t sure when, but eventually you fell asleep. 

7 a.m. rolled around much quicker than you wanted it too. You groaned as you turned your alarm off. You got up, got dressed, and finished off both yours and your nieces packing.

You woke Olivia up, fed her, and got her dressed for the flight. Your nerves were still on end wondering how the flight was going to go. Your dad helped bring your things to the car as you loaded everything.

“Are you going to be ok?” Your dad asked.

“I think I will be fine.” You told him. “I have a friend who is already offering to help me.”

He nodded as he closed the back of the car. You both walked inside to get Olivia.

Your parents drove you to the airport. They kissed Olivia goodbye then you.

“Call us, no matter what time, if you need anything.” Your mom said. You nodded and hugged her. You were grateful that your sister had purchased one of the infant carriers that you wear, so your hands were free. It was an odd feeling, walking around with a baby. People looked at you when normally no one would look your way.

You got your boarding pass and headed to your gate. After grabbing a coffee and a muffin, you sat down at your gate. You audibly sighed when you sat down. You looked down at Olivia, she was fast asleep. You ate your muffin and drank your coffee before your boarded your flight.

While you were waiting at the gate, your phone rang. You looked down and it was Chris. You slide over on the screen to answer and put the phone to your ear.

“Hello?” You asnwered.

“Good morning Y/N! What are you up too?” Chris asked.

“I’m at the airport waiting on my flight.” You said. “Chris isn’t it like 6 a.m. in L.A.?” You questioned.

He glanced at his alarm clock. “Oh yeah, it is. I just woke up and I thought since we didn’t talk much yesterday, I’d give you a call.”

You smiled. “Why are you up at 6 on a Saturday? I’d be sleeping until noon.” You laughed softly.

“I don’t even know why myself.” He laughed. “I went to bed pretty early last night, so maybe that’s why.”

“Well, I was the opposite. I didn’t go to sleep until 3 then I woke up at 7 and was at the airport by 9.”

“Wow! You made it to the airport in an that amount of time with a baby? That’s impressive.” Chris commended you.

“Yeah, I guess I did. It wasn’t that bad. I got up, got dressed, dressed Olivia and my dad drove us to the airport. It’s a 45 minute drive from my parents house to the airport.” You told Chris.

“How is Olivia doing?” He asked. You smiled to yourself. Most people probably wouldn’t ask.

“She’s doing well, I think. I can ask, but I don’t know if I would get a response.” You laughed softly as did Chris. “I’m worried about the time change though. For an adult, you just take a nap and all will be fine. I don’t know how it affects a baby.” You admitted to Chris.

Over the week, you realized you felt something towards him. You didn’t want to admit to yourself what that was, but you would admit it was something.

“I don’t really know.” He said with a sigh.

“Chris, I’m worried. I don’t know anything about babies. I know they are cute and you have to change their diapers, but that’s it!” You said to him.

“Well, my sisters have a few kids and I know a little bit about babies. I will be glad to help you out.” Chris assured you.

“Thank you.” You smiled. Your conversation continued for another twenty minutes. You talked about work and how you were doing.

Your flight was being announced so you had to say goodbye. “I’ll be back in L.A. around lunch.” You told Chris before ending the call.

You grabbed your backpack and stood. It was different now that you had Olivia with you. People were more careful around you, they seemed to take notice of your prescense.

Your parents paid for your flight home and they booked using Delta so your seat was classified as Comfort plus. You had a bit more room than a normal seat, which was nice considering you were traveling with a baby. You got comfortable and removed the carrier, it was kind of a relief.

The flight attendants were super helpful and even offered you some tips after you admitted you had never flown with a baby. Right as the flight began to take off, Olivia began crying.

You started panicking. You knew it was probably the pressure in her ears from the takeoff because you felt it in your own ears. You reached into the diaper bag and grabbed a bottle.

You clicked the button on the bottle to drop the powder into the water. You shook the bottle then held it for Olivia. She immediately calmed down and started eating. You sighed in relief. After her bottle, you burped her and she fell asleep almost instantly.

The rest of the flight was calm. You changed her diaper, fed her again, and she slept. Finally, you landed in L.A.

You made your way into the airport to grab your luggage and Olivia’s car seat. Once you had everything, you made it to your car. You loaded Olivia’s car seat then her, then your luggage.

You finally got into your car and took a deep breath. “We made it Livie.” You grabbed your phone and texted Chris that you had landed and were headed home.

Thirty minutes later, you were pulling into your apartment. You somehow manage to get everything into your apartment in one trip. You took Olivia out of her car seat and she stretched and yawn. “Girly, you must like to sleep.” You laughed as you laid her down the couch cushion beside you.

You checked your phone and saw a message from Chris.

Chris- “Good. If you don’t mind, I wanted to stop by later. Only if it’s ok with you.”

You- “Of course! I would really like that.”

Olivia started cooing and gurgling. “What are you saying Livie? Are you excited to meet Chris?” You laughed. She continued to gurgle.

Chris- “I’ll be there in about an hour.”

You- “Alrighty! See you soon!”

As you were waiting on Chris, you started smelling something, and you knew exactly where it was coming from. You look over at Olivia. She had this grin on her face looking back at you.

“You are something else.” You laughed and went to grab the diaper bag. You laid the changing mat down on the floor then Olivia. You unbuttoned the onesie and started holding your breath. There was a knock at the door right as you undid the diaper.

You knew it had to be Chris. “Come in!” You called out. The door opened and Chris smiled at you.

“Am I interrupting something?” He laughed.

You shook your head and laughed. “No, you’re not interrupting.” You finished changing Olivia’s diaper without any sort of disaster. So, you patted yourself on the back for that.

You picked her up off the floor and disposed of the diaper. You went back to the living room where Chris was standing.

“Chris, I’d like you to meet Olivia.” You said smiling as you held her. “I call her Livie.” Chris smile down at her.

“May I?” He reached for her.

“Of course!” You gently passed her to Chris.

“Hello Olivia!” He cooed at the baby as she giggled.

You smiled at him and sat down. As you watched him hold Olivia, your buried feelings started to surface. You looked at his arms and how much smaller Olivia seemed in them.

She gurgled and cooed as she looked Chris. “She must like you.” You teased him.

“You think?” He raised his eyebrow and smiled at you. “She’s beautiful like her aunt.”

You blushed. “I bet her mom was beautiful too.” Chris said sitting down on the couch.

“She was.”

He looked at you then down at Olivia who was yawning. “I think someone is sleepy.” He chuckled.

“I bet.” After you said that, you began thinking you didn’t have anything you needed for Olivia. No crib, no changing table, no diapers, no nothing. Chris noticed your expression changed in a matter seconds.

“What’s wrong?” He asked.

“I don’t have anything she needs, Chris. I have a car seat and a diaper bag.” You said putting your face in your hands.

“Well then let’s go. Let’s get Olivia everything she needs.” Chris smiled at you.

“What? Now?” You looked up at him.

“Yeah. We can go to Target, Walmart. I don’t know, we will find somewhere.”

You sighed and nodded. “Ok.”

Olivia was asleep in Chris’s arms. You walked over and grabbed the car seat. You sat it on the coffee table in front of Chris. He gently placed Olivia into the car seat and strapped her in.

You smiled watching him do it. He was gentle with her. The way he smiled at Olivia as he buckled her in made your heart melt.

“Alright, lets go.” He said as he stood up. “You can just get a few of the essential things. A crib, diapers, wipes, formula, bottles.” He listed them off.

You nodded. You went to grab the handle of the car seat but Chris stopped you. “Let me.” He said.

He grabbed the handle and carried the car seat to your car. He locked the car seat into place then shut the door quietly. You were sitting in the driver’s seat waiting. He leaned down.

“I know you’re tired, so I’ll be driving.” You gave him a soft smile and willingly went around to the passenger side.

Over the next couple of hours, you, Chris and Olivia shopped for the essentials. You decided on a simple, white crib, nothing extravagant at the moment. You picked up several sets of pink sheets for the crib.

As you shopped, people were giving you odd looks. Who wouldn’t? Two people with a baby shopping for baby things now, that’s technically backwards. But, you paid no mind to the people in the stores.

The shopping ended and you three headed back to your apartment. It’s was around five in the afternoon when you got all the boxes and bags inside.

While shopping, you saw a swing and you knew how much Olivia loved her swing at your parents. You told your self you wouldn’t get it right now, but you looked down at Olivia and caved. That was the first thing put together.

Everything was inside the apartment. Chris was setting down the last bag as you held Olivia on the couch.

“Chris, I can’t thank you enough.” You smiled at him as he walked over and sat beside you. “I don’t know how I’m going to repay you for everything you’ve done for me and now Olivia.”

“Y/N, you don’t have to repay me.” He said looking down at you. “Everything I’ve done, I did because I wanted to.”

A tear slid down your cheek. “No, no, no! Don’t cry.” He said wiping the tear. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to make you cry.”

“I know you didn’t. I don’t even know why I’m crying.” You said with a small laugh. “You have been so nice to me through out all of this, I’m also sleep deprived and still pretty emotional.”

Chris smiled at you. Before either of you could say anything, Olivia started to cry. You looked down at her and tried to figure out what she wanted. You checked her diaper and it was clean.

“Want me to make a bottle?” Chris asked standing up to reach for the diaper bag.

You nodded as you held Olivia’s pacifier in her mouth. She continued to cry. Chris mixed the bottle and warmed it.

“Here you go pretty girl!” He said replacing the pacifier with the bottle. She started sucking down the bottle. You laughed softly at how quickly she was eating.

As she ate, Chris sat down beside you. Your mind couldn’t help but wonder to the future. What if this was your future? You, Chris and a another baby. Maybe you did want something with Chris, but just not right at the moment. You need some time to adjust with Olivia. And if you were reading Chris right, he would wait until you were ready.

You glanced over at him. He was looking down at Olivia in your arms. She was almost done with the bottle. Her eyes were wide open and she was looking back at Chris.

“Oh yeah, I think she really likes you.” You laughed. “She can’t take her eyes off you. I don’t blame her though.” You smiled at him.

Chris blushed. “You don’t?” He raised his eyebrow.

“Not one bit.” You smiled.

Chris chuckled unsure of what to say. You quickly realized how forward you were.

“I’m sorry, that was very out of line.” You apologized.

“No, don’t apologize. It’s totally ok.” He said. “How I about I start putting together that crib?” Chris smiled. You nodded as your cheeks burned with embarrassment. Chris stood up and went to work.

Olivia finished her bottle, and your burped her. You heard her burp then felt something warm running down your shoulder. “Oh Livie! Why?” You groaned.

Chris turned his head and saw the problem. He walked over and took Olivia. He couldn’t help but laugh, just a little. “Olivia, why would you do that?” He wiped her face.

“I’m going to change shirts.” You turned and went to your room to find a clean shirt. When you returned, you found Chris with Olivia pressed to his chest as he swayed. You smiled watching the scene.

“You know Olivia, I really like your aunt. She’s so kind and loving and caring, but you already know that. And she’s absolutely beautiful.” Chris spoke to your niece.

Your cheeks flushed red as you listened to him go on. You cleared your throat and he quickly turned towards you.

“How much did you hear?” 

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Chris Evans Fic?

I watched Gifted then I had this dream. I started writing it, and it became way longer than I expected. It’s going to have to become a multi-part fic and this will be the first ever one for me. So, if y’all would be interested, drop some title ideas in the comments.

Here is the summary/snippet of it.

After college, you moved to L.A. to begin pursuing your dream in the movie industry. You started with an internship and worked your way into the position of stunt coordinator by the age of 25. Your life was finally working out, You were finishing the first week of training with the Marvel cast for "Avengers: Age of Ultron." You had it all put together until your younger sister took her life, left you full custody of her two-month-old daughter, and you found the love of your life. 

Here’s my list of fandoms and characters I write for!

Supernatural

Dean Winchester

Sam Winchester

Castiel Novak

Crowley

Jack Kline

Lucifer

Rowena Macleod (platonic only)

Criminal Minds

Aaron Hotchner

Derek Morgan

Spencer Reid

David Rossi (platonic only)

Jennifer "JJ" Jareu

Penelope Garcia

Emily Prentiss

Bones

Temperence "Bones" Brennan

Seely Booth

Zack Addy

Jack Hodgins

Lance Sweets

Angela Montenegro

Camille Saroyan

Daisy Wick

Finn Abernathy

Wendall Bray

Colin Fisher

Vincent Nigel-Murray

Arastoo Vaziri

Clark Edison

James Aubrey

Hayes Flinn

Hannibal (NBC)

Hannibal Lecter

Will Graham

Hannigram

Frederick Chilton

Marvel

Avengers

Tony Stark

Bruce Banner

Steve Rogers

Thor Odinson

Natasha Romanoff

Clint Barton

Sam Wilson

Wanda Maximoff

Pietro Maximoff

Vision

Tom!Peter Parker

Stephen Strange

James "Bucky" Barnes

T'Challa

Scott Lang

Loki Lauefyson

Ultron

Zemo

Raimi Spider-Man

Tobey!Peter Parker

Otto Octavius

Norman Osborn

Harry Osborn

Webb Spider-Man

Andrew!Peter Parker

Harry Osborn

GOTG

Peter Quill

Gamora

Drax

Mantis

Groot

Rocket

Daredevil

Matt Murdock

Foggy Nelson

Venom

Eddie Brock

Venom

Deadpool

Wade "Deadpool" Wilson

The Punisher

Frank Castle

Billy Russo

Harry Potter

Golden Trio Era

Harry Potter

Hermione Granger (platonic only)

Ron Weasley

Fred Weasley

George Weasley

Fred and George Weasley

Ginny Weasley (platonic only)

Draco Malfoy

Neville Longbottom

Luna Lovegood

Cedric Diggory

Oliver Wood

Older Maraduers Era

Marauders Eras

James Potter

Severus Snape

Sirius Black

Remus Lupin

Before GT Era

Bill Weasley

Charlie Weasley

Percy Weasley

Riddle Era

Tom Riddle

Slashers

Scream

Billy Loomis

Stu Macher

Poly!ghostface

My Bloody Valentine

Harry Warden

The Boy

Brahms Heelshire

Friday The 13th

Jason Voorhees

Halloween

Michael Meyers

Nightmare on Elm Street

Freddy Krueger

Texas Chainsaw Massacre

Thomas Hewitt

Bubba Saywer

Child's Play

Chucky

Tiffanny

Laid To Rest

Jesse Chromeans (ChromeSkull)

House Of Wax

Bo Sinclair

Vincent Sinclair

Lester Sinclair

Black Christmas

Billy Lenz

Sherlock (BBC)

Sherlock Holmes

John Watson

Mycroft Holmes

Jim Moriarty

Mary Morston

Greg Lestrade

Molly Hooper

The Maze Runner

Thomas

Newt

Minho

Gally

Frypan

Brenda

Supergirl

Kara

Alex

Winn

Brainy

J’onn

Mon El

specific reader characteristics (male, poc, short, etc.) are only per request if they further the stories plot. Im trying to make all of my stories gn or with a reader with no specific characteristics to make them all inclusive. If they have specific characteristics they will be put at the top of any story!

Ahh shit, here we go again💀:

1. Dainty limbs/body???? Huh wym not everyone is built the same tf.

2. Blushing- Everyone blushes but if you’re more melanated/have darker skin, then it won’t t show as easily, but it is a physical response. However, when an author is like “her cheeks were red hot”…👀 word it differently please😭 you can say like “her face burned”, that’s wayyy better because it doesn’t give away any physical features.

3. Don’t just decide what siblings we have for us. It sucks especially when the character is a whole different race😭. Like girl Im a whole negro and you wanna make pietro my brother💀. Just please guys no.

4. Height difference. Now, idk why most of the fics I read have the reader ALWAYS being shorter than the character and I’m totally fine with it because Im short as hell and lord knows most men are taller than me. BUT that’s not the case for everyone and it’s especially inconsiderate when authors write …” he towered over me”. Hmm.. uhh, well that wasn’t the right thing to write my good fellow because why can’t you come up with anything else like compare them to objects that are that character’s height🥴

5. If it’s a reader insert then the READER inserts themself NOT the author because whyyy are you trying to make the reader like you when its about us? It’s so ridiculous that we still have to ask for more inclusion from these people ESPECIALLY with how many writers there are and the times we’re in . Like i’ve seen not one insert where they’re middle eastern or asian centered whatsoever given that I am black and my feed is catered to me, I still scroll through other stuff but I see not a lick ‘o nothin’. Im just so sick of these people mann, it’s as if they’re so oblivious and ignorant like if you established that you only write for a specific group of people that’s amazing and totalitarian fine bc we know “hey they write for other people so I’ll find smth else” But when you’re like “oh yeah this is definitely an insert” and you describe the whole backstory and features of us then thats an oc. Just say its an oc and we’ll get on with our day.

Okay thanks guys!

Things not to do when you write fics:

1.) Don't tag it 'x reader' when you make it an oc... big no no.

2.) Don't post masterlists if there is nothing is on there (thats a personal thing for me idk abt y'all)

3.) When you don't put the summary and warnings down... it's annoying and it also doesn't help you because no one knows what they finna read🤷🏽‍♀

4.) WHEN WE DONT KNOW WHAT THE PAIRING OR SHIP IS (put it at the top plz).

5.) Using wrong tags... just don't do it ...please

6.) BACK TO # 1 DO NOT TAG IT X READER IF YOU MAKE IT AN OC ITS NOT COOL!! I DONT HAVE PALE SKIN AND LONG STRAIGHTHAIR SIS

7.) This one is just for appreciation for the ppl who write fics open for everyone who use the following; H/C, E/C, S/C, and the most important... ✨Y/N✨.

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✰ Steve manhandling you as much as he pleases to push his cock in just right.

✰ Steve fucking you against the wall after you were being needy at a party.

✰ Steve fingering you in his bedroom while everyone else is out in the living room.

✰ Sub!Steve begging you to sit on his face.

✰ Steve filling you up with his cum.

✰ Bf!Steve taking his sweet time eating you out to make it last longer.

✰ Nomad!Steve fucking you rough after he's able to steal you away.

✰ Steve fingering you in his truck.

✰ Steve likes to be softer during sex sometimes.

✰ Giving a blowjob to Steve - he doesn't want to hurt you.

Confessions

Steve Rogers x Reader

A/N 'SUP BITCHES, I'M BACK TO POSTING... But on a serious note kinda I think at this point I've got to accept that I haven't got the mental capacity or attention span to regularly post on Tumblr. Also, there will be a part two to this. maybe even a part three. I also want to thank those who have continously supported my other posts although I haven't posted any new fics in months I love you all. And as always likes, comments and reblogs are greatly appreciated.

THIS IS NOT AN 18+ FIC BUT I STILL FEEL UNCOMFORTABLE WITH MINORS READING MY FICS SO PLEASE DNI IF YOU ARE A MINOR.

Summary Confessions are made and discussed, changing the dynamics between you, Steve and Bucky

DO NOT REPOST ONTO ANY OTHER APPS/WEBSITES. THE ONLY PLACE THIS FIC IS ON IS TUMBLR.

Warnings Fluff and angst.....lots of angst.

Today, you and Steve were going on your monthly date. You were dressed in the new outfit you bought with Natasha the day before. Your makeup was minimal, and your hair was in Steve’s favourite style. He wouldn't admit it, but every time you do your hair like this, it always ends in some mind-blowing orgasms. 

“Are you ready, doll?” Steve shouted from the bedroom as you were checking your outfit in the floor-to-ceiling mirror in your ensuite.

“Yes, I just need to get my bag and phone,” you responded.

“I’ve already got them for you.” 

You walked out of the bathroom, smiling at your boyfriend since he knew how forgetful you are. He held up your bag and you checked it to ensure nothing had been forgotten, and unsurprisingly, everything you needed was in there. 

“Thanks, babe,” you told him before pressing a kiss to his lips. 

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You had arrived at the restaurant just in time for your reservation. Steve made sure to open the door before you could open it for yourself, and you thanked him. You approached the host stand and waited for a minute before a waitress with long, purple hair and an array of piercings approached you.

“Do you guys have a reservation for tonight?” She asked with a smile.

“Yes, for Rogers,” Steve told her.

She typed on the laptop on the desk, “Ah, yes.” She clicked on something and then asked you to follow her. 

She took you to a table in the far corner of the restaurant, which meant you and Steve could have more privacy. Both of you thanked the waitress after she handed you a couple of menus.

“I didn’t think you were going to take me somewhere so expensive, I would’ve worn nicer clothes,” you told Steve, looking around the large restaurant with dim lighting and elegant tables and chairs. “The menu doesn’t even have the prices on it.”

Steve playfully rolled his eyes and responded, “ Firstly, my love, you wouldn’t be comfy in your nicer clothes, and secondly, you’re not paying, so order what you want and I’ll pay.”

You stuck your tongue out at him and proceeded to look through the menu while talking to Steve about your week. 

After 10 minutes, the waitress returned, and you and Steve ordered your drinks and food. She returned a minute later with your drinks, telling you that your food would be out shortly.

You both put your menus to the side and looked at each other. There was a tension in the air and neither of you wanted to discuss it.

After a minute of being uncomfortable, you huffed and broke the silence, “So, Bucky.” 

“Yeah, Bucky,” Steve responded, looking down.

“Y’know you don’t have to feel guilty,” you tried to grab his hand but he just pulled away- your eyes softened at the action.

“I do,” he took a deep, shaky breath “I confessed to my girlfriend of 3 years that I have a crush on my childhood best friend.” 

“You don’t need to be ashamed Steve, you can love another man.”

“I know…it.. it's not that.”

“Then what is it, babe? I can’t begin to help you if you don’t tell me where the issue is.” 

“Do you not see the issue, I love you and Bucky….If you make me choose…I-”

You cut him off before he could say more, “Who said you had to choose?”

“Wh…what?”

“I really didn’t want to tell you this but I have a thing for you AND Bucky but when we got together I didn’t want to tell you that I also found your best friend of over 80 years hot.” 

Steve’s face scrunched up in confusion, “So why did you agree to go out with me, darlin’?”

You smiled “Because you asked me first and I assumed that since you approached me, I wasn’t Bucky’s type. But that’s ok because you’re amazing. I truly feel the same way about you and Bucky. I-I just didn’t want to admit it for a long time.”

A smile had crept its way onto Steve’s face. “So where do we go from here?”

“Well, it depends on what you want. If you want to continue our relationship then I’ll be happy but if you want to pursue a relationship with Bucky then I'm equally as happy. Your happiness is what determined my happiness so if you have to be with Bucky to be happy I'm not making you choose, I'm simply letting you love the person you want to not who you feel like you should love,” tears had started to gather in your waterline and Steve’s too. You were about to continue but Steve got there first.

“But I want both of you,” his voice cracked on the last word and your heart shattered.

“You can have both of us, I was just about to say that we could discuss adding Bucky to our relationship.

Steve looked you in the eye, “Really?” he was wiping away the tears that had started to fall, “how does that work?” 

“Have you heard of polyamory before?” Steve just shook his head in response “Well, it's a word used to describe a relationship involving more than two people.”

“You would do that?” he asked his tone hopeful.

“Of course I would I love you so so so much and Bucky is so sweet and amazing,” you replied with a smile.

Steve was about to respond but the waitress came along with your food and placed it on the table in front of you and Steve.

“We can continue this talk after dinner,” you offered to which Steve agreed. 

You ate your food in a comfortable silence. It wasn’t long before you both finished and decided against dessert in favour of getting back to the compound and talking to Bucky. 

The waitress brought the bill over and Steve paid, leaving a hefty tip as you both left, hand in hand, getting yourselves ready to talk to Bucky about your…… shared interest in him.

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WIP Re-blog Game

If you're like me and you have a million WIPs and are anxious about updating them, play this game!

List the titles your top five priorities for WIP updates (link your fics for new readers!)

An upcoming scene, event, or detail in each fic that you're looking forward to writing

Bonus: make a poll for your followers to vote on which top 5 WIP they are most excited to see an update on!

Then tag 10 writer friends!

Priorities:

"Alpha, Beta (& Omega)" [Stucky, a/b/o]

"Temporary Custody" [Stucky x ofc, Dom/sub AU]

"Blood Moon Rising" [Stucky, werewolf a/b/o]

"The Carter Academy for Omega Excellence" [Stucky, a/b/o, D/s]

"Worth the Wait" [Stucky x reader, soulmate au, Dom/sub AU]

Excited about:

Bucky being spanked by his Alpha Headship 👋🏼

A steamy sex scene between husbands 🧑🏻‍❤️‍👨

The mating run 🐺

Steve taking control of Bucky's discipline programme 😈

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christmas shopping

Bucky Barnes x reader

A/N This is a part of my 100 followers celebration. Thanks for being so patient with me and my inconsistent posting of these fics. All mistakes are my own so if you see any feel free to let me know. Also, comments, likes and reblogs are appreciated.

18+ MINORS FUCK OFF YOU'RE NOT OLD ENOUGH (I WARNED YOU)

Summary You and Nat do some Christmas shopping and when you get back Bucky is horny. (I'm sorry for the shitty summary)

DO NOT REPOST ON ANY OTHER APPS/WEBSITES. THE ONLY PLACE THIS FIC IS ON IS TUMBLR.

Warnings Fluff, smut, unprotected sex (use protection, you're not fictional)

Today, you had decided that you were going to do your Christmas shopping. However, you decided to bring Natasha along to help you in your decision-making because she also needed to buy some presents. 

“Where are we going first?” you asked Nat. 

“I’m thinking we go to the bookstore first since it’s the closest and we’ll work our way around all the other shops.”

“Sounds good,” you responded. 

It was less than a  5-minute walk to the bookshop that you and Bucky loved so much. It wasn’t fancy and the employees were accommodating.

“Good morning Richard,” you shouted as soon as you entered the shop.

Richard was one of the three workers at the shop. He was a decade or so younger than Bucky and was your favourite person there (although the others were still nice.) Richard had started working there 20 years ago when he was supposed to retire but, with his wife having passed and nothing to do he decided to get a job to give him something to do.

“Good morning dear, I see you haven't got Bucky with you today,” he responded with a smile on his face, “Who’s this lovely young lady you have with you?”

“This is mine and Bucky’s friend Natasha, we're here to do some Christmas shopping.”

Richard nodded, “It’s nice to meet you, Natasha.”

“It’s nice to meet you too Richard, I’ve heard a lot about you,” she responded with a grin on her face.

“All good things I hope,” Richard joked.

You all laughed, “There’s only good things to say about you.”

“I’ll let you ladies shop around while I finish stocking the shelves. If you need me just give me a shout.”

“Will do.”

You and Natasha walked around for a while before your eyes laid upon the perfect gift for Bucky. It was the first edition of the Hobbit aka Bucky’s favourite book. He did have a copy of it at home but it was a new copy.

You knew that Bucky would love it. You picked it up from the shelf and showed it to Natasha.

“Finally, you found one,” she rolled her eyes. 

Bucky was always talking about getting a first-edition copy of The Hobbit, but he couldn’t find one anywhere. You had suggested him looking online but he didn't trust people as it was so how was he going to trust a stranger on the internet trying to sell something to him?

You walked over to the counter and it was perfect timing since Richard had just finished stocking the shelves. 

He scanned the barcode on the back and asked, “Just this my dear?”

“Yes please,” you took your purse out of your bag and grabbed the correct amount of money. 

You grabbed the book and put it in your bag and then said bye to Richard before walking out of the shop with Nat. 

“Where to next?” you asked.

“I want to look in Louis Vuitton because Steve needs a new belt. His is almost falling apart but he’s too stubborn to buy a new one.”

 “Sounds like Steve,” you added while trying not to laugh.

Everyone knew that Steve hated spending money on ‘unnecessary’ things. It wasn’t that he didn’t have money but he grew up not having much which had made him more conscious of how he spent the money he had.

You crossed the road and walked into the Louis Vuitton store….

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Many hours later, you and Nat trudged through the door of the compound, both nads full of bags. 

“Looks like you spent a lot of money,” Sam mentions.

“No shit!” you retorted.

Sam just rolled his eyes and looked over to Bucky and Steve who had just walked into the room. 

“Did the shopping go well ladies?” Bucky asked. 

“I’d say so,” Natasha shrugged.

“Me too, you responded.”

Bucky walked over to you and grabbed your bags off you. You followed him to your shared floor where he placed the bags down and picked you up.

He started to kiss you with an unexpected amount of need. 

“Are you ok Bucky?” you questioned.

“Yeah doll, just horny.” 

Before you could respond, you were cut off by a moan when Bucky sucked on your sweet spot. 

He walked into your bedroom and put you down on the bed. He got up to turn the light off and start to take your clothes off so you took it as your sign to do the same.

Once you were both done, you shuffled into the middle of the bed. Bucky crawled onto the bed and kissed you from your right ankle up to your neck.

He lifted his head so he could kiss you again. He licked across the seam of your lips, a silent request that you granted. You instantly submitted and allowed his tongue to dominate yours. 

“Bucky please!” you pleaded.

“What baby?” Bucky asked with a smirk on his face.

“I-I want you inside me babe, please,” you begged.

With that, Bucky kissed you again and grabbed his throbbing member. He gave it a few tugs before lining up with your aching pussy. 

He slowly pushed in so you could get used to his size. 

“Please move,” you moaned.

Bucky planted his face in the crook of your neck and started to thrust, his pace relentless. Moans were punched out of you as he also crept a hand down to rub your throbbing clit.

“I love you s’much doll,” Bucky slurred, drunk on the feeling of your tight pussy wrapped around him.

“I l-love you too,” you said before letting out a pornographic moan.

Bucky kissed back up your neck to kiss you again but this time it was all tongue and teeth. Your pussy started to flutter which made Bucky moan. 

“So fuckin’ tight,” he gritted out “Cum for me doll, go on, show me how much you love this cock,” Bucky started to thrust impossibly faster.

“Love your cock so much,” you moaned, “I'm cumming, I'm cumming, gonna cum,” you chanted. 

Fireworks exploded behind your eyelids as your body convulsed from the almost overwhelming pleasure Bucky was giving you. 

“‘m gonna cum too, right in this perfect fuckin’ pussy, so fuckin’ perfect,” Bucky growled. 

His hips stuttered before they came to a stop as he came inside you, his warm seed filling you up and spilling onto the sheets.

Bucky laid on top of you as he tried to slow his breathing. 

You ran your hands through his hair as he hissed any bit of skin he could reach. 

“I love you so much doll,” 

“I love you so much too babe.” 

Bucky leaned up to kiss you before going into the bathroom and grabbing a wet washcloth to clean himself and another one to clean you gently.

After that, he got back into bed and lifted his arm so you could snuggle into his side. 

“So what did you get me doll,” he asked with a smirk on his face.

You playfully hit him on the chest and responded with “You’ll find out on Christmas day.” 

You were feeling tired so you leaned up to give Bucky a chassed kiss on the lips before telling him, “Good night babe,” 

“Good night doll,” Bucky held you closer and started to drift off himself.

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clingy

Steve Rogers x reader

A/N I'm sorry for not posting for a few days, I will catch up but my son has been ill and I've been focusing on him. This is a part of my 100 followers celebration. Also, all mistakes are my own, so if you see any feel free to comment them and other comments, likes and reblogs are appreciated.

THIS IS NOT AN 18+ FIC BUT I STILL FEEL UNCOMFORTABLE WITH MINORS READING MY FICS SO PLEASE DNI IF YOU ARE A MINOR

Summary whenever you come home from a mission Steve feels the need to be touching you at all times

DO NOT REPOST ON ANY OTHER APPS/WEBSITES. THE ONLY PLACE THIS FIC IS ON IS TUMBLR.

Warnings fluff

Steve wasn’t really a clingy person but when you come back from a mission, you saw a different side to america’s golden boy. 

As soon as the quinjet landed, Steve was running over, waiting for you to walk out. He picked you up and walk ed into the compound with your legs wrapped around his waist and your bag over his shoulder. 

He didn’t put you down until you reached the living room on your shared floor: he put your bag on the table and sat on the couch with you on his lap. 

“I missed you so much baby,” Steve mumbled into the crook of your neck. 

“I missed you too stevie,” you replied, running your hands through his soft locks of hair. 

You stayed like that for a while until your stomach grumbled. This made Steve chuckle and pick you up again.

“What do you want to eat darlin’?” he asked.

“I’m thinking takeout from that Thai place we went to before I went on this mission.”

“That sounds like a good idea babe. I’ll call them and you can go and get some blankets to make the couch more comfy,” he said, kissing your forehead and putting you down.

You walked into your shared bedroom and grabbed every blanket in sight (there were many since you loved to hoard blankets) and arranged them on the couch. Then, you grabbed the pillows off your bed and arranged them so both you and Steve would be comfy. 

A few minutes later, Steve walked into the living room and laid down on the couch with his head on your lap.

“They said it should be here in 15-20 minutes,” Steve told you with a smile on his face since you had started to play with his hair.

“That means we can start a film. What do you want to watch baby?”

“What was the film you said you wanted to watch with me before you went on the mission?” 

“Are you talking about A Muppets Christmas Carol?”

“Yeah, that one.”

“We can watch that baby, I just gotta find it on Disney+ first.”

Not many people knew this but Steve loved musicals, he didn’t know why but theres something so magical about them that always captivated him. He doesn’t tell many people this fact about him though since he’s a bit embarrased about it (he was almost too embarrassed to tell you but a few kisses sorted that issue out.)

You pressed play on the remote and saw a smile creep onto Steve’s face. You loved to see him so happy. 

15 minutes into the film you were alerted by F.R.I.D.A.Y that someone was at the gates with a delivery for you.

“I’ll go and get it darlin’” Steve told you, smiling.

It wasn’t long before Steve was back. You grabbed you food and sat on the couch. Steve walked over to you but he didn’t sit on the couch, he sat between your legs- you had already put a few pillows and blankets there on the floor, knowing Steve would sit there. He rested his head against your left leg while he ate his food and watched the tv.

Once the both of you had finished eating, Steve wrapped his arm around your left leg and gave your thigh a kiss. This didn’t look like anything special, but to Steve it was a perfect level of intimacy for him and his slight clingyness.

This being accompanied by you constantly running your hands through his hair made him feel happy and content that you where home but also that you were ok with his need to be touching you at that moment.

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