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justyouraverage-simp · 5 days

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she's in good hands// t.s, s.r

pairing: steve rogers x reader (romantic), tony tark x daughter!reader (platonic)

warnings: tony being a bit of a douche to steve, tooth rotting happy relationships

summary: tony was very protective of everyone he cared about but his daughter meant the most to him out of anyone so when he has to face the music that shes growing up he finds it hard to accept especially when it comes to boys but not just any boy captain america

*gif not mine*

Y/N swore she could never love anyone as much as she loved her dad, he was the only man she needed in her life. The two were peas in a pod, they were best friends and after Y/N got her heart broken who was there to pick up the pieces? Her dad.

Everyone swore Tony wouldn't be a present father, that he would send his child off the first chance he got. Just like his parents did to him. But Tony used that to be better, he became the worlds best dad at least in Y/N's eyes and to him that's all that mattered.

****

When the avengers were formed they all was told to keep their hands to themselves when it came to Y/N. No one risked to see where the line was because Tony had never been so passionate about something in his life. His little girl (although she is now 24, she will always be the little girl he used to play tea parties with and dress up with her like princesses) was his world, she saved him when he lost his parents, she gave him a reason to keep going and he will always protect her.

What Tony wasn't prepared for was her getting to the age where she was interested in boys and becoming more curious about them and her feelings. She didn't have a mother figure in life really other than Pepper then eventually Nat became an auntie/ older sister to her, so it was down to him to teach her everything and it was the first time Pepper had seen Tony unsure of himself.

Y/N went through her fair share of rough relationships, the worst being a three year relationship that ended with her being cheated on. Tony was furious seeing his girl crying over someone. She swore to him she was done with men, that he was the only man for her, the only one she needed. She was happy being single and free. That was until 2011 when she met Steve Rogers.

*****

Y/N and Steve both agreed to keep the relationship a secret to start with so the two could find their footing without the whole world watching their every move. And also so they could work out how to tell Tony without putting him or Steve into an early grave.

"Hey, how would you feel about telling my dad about us?" Y/N said looking up at Steve who had his arm draped over her shoulder as they cuddled into the sofa.

"As long as you want to I'll do whatever you want sweetheart you know that" Steve says.

"I know I'm just nervous"

"I know you are but we love each other right?"

"Yeah"

"So your dad will see that and how he hasn't noticed yet I don't know but we will show him that I'm not like the others" Steve says placing a kiss onto Y/N's forehead.

It was a few hours later and Jarvis had made Y/N and Steve aware Tony was back from his mission with Nat and Clint. Everyone meet in the living room to welcome the three back when Tony looked up at his daughter suspiciously.

"Why are you being weird?" Tony says bluntly.

"Wow nice to see you too dad"

"Honey you know what I mean, your quiet and your not as happy to see me" "I just need to talk to you when you get a minute"

"You can talk to me whenever you need, I'm your dad"

"In private please?"

Tony and Y/N walk to her bedroom, Steve following behind sneakily to be there for Y/N.

"What's going on kiddo"

"I'm just going to come out and say it" Y/N says running a finger through her hair "I'm dating Steve"

"As in Captain America?"

"No Steve from down the road, yes Captain America"

Steve takes this a time to walk through the door and wraps his hand over Y/N's.

"No" Tony says quickly

"No?" Steve says "What do you mean no?"

"I mean nope, not happening, over my dead body. How else do you want me to say it, I can say it in another language if that helps you Cap"

"Dad, I wasn't asking you if I can, I'm telling you because I don't want to hide him. I want to hold his hand or sit next to him on the sofa without having too worry someone will catch on. I want you to be able to accept that I'm not your little girl anymore I've grown up" Y/N says getting more annoyed at her dad.

Seeing how passionate his daughter is makes him realise she loves Steve, not in the same way she loves Tony but the way he loves Pepper. It made him realise he will always be the man who taught her what to expect from men, to not accept anything less than 100%. Steve however he showed her what 100% is, he showed her the meaning of true love. He chose her and he would risk everything to make sure she knew how much she loved him.

Tony looked between the two of them "Rogers promise me something?"

"Yeah Tony?" Steve says unsure of what he's signing up for.

"Promise me you'll look after my girl, she's my world and if you hurt her I will not be held responsible for what happens"

"I promise, I will always protect her and I will always do what's right by her" Steve says looking down at Y/N lovingly, pressing a quick kiss to her lips.

"Just because I know your together doesn't mean the PDA can come out thank you very much" Tony says as he leaves Y/N's bedroom shacking his head.

*****

That evening Y/N is cuddled back up to Steve on the sofa dozing off slightly as the Avengers all have a movie night which was tradition when someone came back from a mission.

"Tony I'm surprised you haven't blasted Steve to another planet for touching Y/N" Nat says looking over at the two.

"Nope, she's in good hands and I'm okay with that" Tony says as he watches Steve admire his girl sleeping.

#steve rogers fluff #steve rogers x reader #steve rogers x stark!reader #tony stark daughter!reader #steve rogers fanfiction #steve rogers x you #tony stark x daughter!reader #steve rogers x y/n #steve rogers fic #steve rogers x reader fluff

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justyouraverage-simp · 11 months

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call me dad// tony stark

pairing: dad!tony stark x daughter!reader

warnings: mentions of injury, death of a parent, mentions of abortion, time jumps, shitty ending

summary: when tony first met his daughter she wanted nothing to do with him but when she thought she lost him she realises just how much he means to her

REQUEST

Being the child of a single parent is hard. But losing that parent is even harder. But what is even harder is finding out that the person you now have to live with is the one person who couldn’t have cared less about you in the past 15 years of your life.

This is what happened to Y/N after her mother died. It was hard for her losing her mother but it was even harder when her case worker told her she would be living with her father over her grandparents as they believed they were not suitable to raise a child due to their age and health. Y/N had never met her father, she only knew about him because her mother would tell her stories of how they met and how everything was before his parents died, she would also use him as an example to her daughter on how to not be treated by a man, to show her daughter you can be successful and raise a child.

Tony was stood in the living room at Stark Tower looking at the folder he had been given by Coulson when his phone rang.

“Hello”

“Hi, is this Mr Stark?”

“It is? Can I ask who’s calling”

“Of course, my name is Tia. I’m calling from Child Protective Services, it’s regarding your daughter”

“Umm, I think you have the wrong number. I don’t have a daughter” Hearing the word daughter caught Tony off guard, he doesn’t have a daughter there is no way he could.

“Well do you know a Miss Stephanie Taylor?” That name. He hadn’t heard that name in over 15 years, of course he thought about her on occasion but not since Pepper.

“Umm yes, why is she relevant”

“Well, I hate to be the one to tell you this Mr Stark but she passed away a few days ago and she has a daughter”

Tony was shocked to hear she had passed, but why was CPS telling him this. To say he was confused was an understatement.

“I’m sorry but why are you telling me this I haven’t spoken to Stephanie for over 15 years”

“That’s the thing, she has a 15 year old daughter”

As soon as Tony heard those words he almost fell over, immediately he knew why they were telling him this but none of it made sense how the hell does he have a child…

“It’s only me honey” Tony called entering Stephanie’s flat that he had a key too.

As Tony walked through the flat he was confused, normally as soon as he walks through the door he is being jumped on by his girlfriend but this time there was no sign of her.

“Honey, where are you”

“I’m in the bathroom” He heard a small voice call out breaking slightly.

As he walked through to the bathroom the sound of sniffles and whimpers became slightly louder.

“Hey, what’s going on? What’s got my girl so upset” Tony said sitting next to Stephanie on the floor, causing her to rest her head on his shoulder.

“Tony, I’m pregnant” Stephanie said to him looking up at him slightly

“Oh, is that what’s got you all worked up, it’s going to be okay I promise”

“But I don’t think I want to keep it, we are too young, you’ve just lost your parents and we just aren’t ready”

“Breathe baby, it’s your body so you do whatever you need to do okay and I’ll be with you no matter what you choose” Tony said pressing a kiss against Stephanie’s forehead.

2 weeks later…

It had been 2 weeks since Stephanie had found out she was pregnant although she hadn’t decided what she was going to do about it. It’s such a big decision for the two of them. There was a part of Stephanie that wanted to keep the baby, she had always wanted a baby but just not right now, well it wasn’t planned to be right now.

Stephanie walked into the party Tony had decided to throw for no reason but because he wanted a party which was very normal for him. Stephanie was wearing a deep red silk dress with a low back and a v-neck, and as she entered the room she was immediately looking for Tony. She needed to talk to him about their situation and it had to happen now she needed to get it off her chest.

She turned the corner and saw Tony talking to a blonde women and before Stephanie could say anything he kissed the blonde. Stephanie felt sick, he was cheating.

She quickly left the party and rushed to the bedroom and packed her stuff up. She ripped a piece of paper out of a notebook she found a wrote this note on it:

Tony,

I saw it all. I hope she makes you really happy, more than I could obviously. I’m leaving, I’m not going to sit back and watch as you convince her you love her more than anything in the world when I know for a fact you can’t love more than one person. Not really. That one person for you is you!

Goodbye forever,

Stephanie

Tony thought back to the moment he found the letter. He knew he screwed up badly but he also knew Stephanie and he knew she was stubborn and independent and there was no amount of words that could convince her to come back to him so he saved his breath and let her leave without a single word.

He thought she had the abortion, she seemed so certain about it. If he had known about her he would have made more of an effort, actually been in Y/N’s life but instead she grew up without a dad and honestly it made her closer to her mum and grandparents because they stuck around but it also left her with some internal problems, it was hard for Y/N to trust people in case they would change so quickly just like her dad did and the thought of being alone scared her more than anything.

Tony agreed to take Y/N after the situation was explained by your case worker, it was either go with him or end up in the system and neither him or Pepper wanted that. She had agreed to help Tony raise Y/N and he wanted to be better, he felt lots of guilt already for not being around although he had known about Y/N for approximately 10 minutes but that was long enough. He had always said if he ever became a dad he would be more involved than his own father was but instead he was nowhere to be seen in Y/N’s life, it was almost as if she didn’t have a father at all.

6 months later…

It had been an adjustment for Y/N to have a dad but to have that dad be Tony Stark was a completely different experience. Granted he was trying to be there for Y/N but with the current situation with Loki he wasn’t overly present, leaving Y/N in the trusted hands of Pepper and Happy.

Both Y/N and Pepper were on the jet on the way to DC when they saw on the news that there was an attack on New York and of course Tony was there. The tension in the jet was felt by everyone, something pulled at Y/N’s chest although she wasn’t sure why as she had no major feelings towards her father he was just her responsible adult, he wasn’t her father, her dad, nothing. Just another man, she hadn’t even called him dad yet.

She felt her phone vibrate in her lap which pulled her attention away from the TV, when she saw Tony’s name lighting up her screen.

“Hello” Y/N said, confused as he was supposedly fighting Loki and his army.

“Hey kid, look I need you to listen to me okay. I don’t know how much time I have left” Tony said.

“Yeah, um okay” Y/N said walking to the end of the jet away from the noise and other people.

“I’m sorry for not being there for you, I always promised myself I would be better than my dad but I ended up being just like him if not worse. If I could go back and try and find your mum before it was too late I would in a heartbeat. I wish I could have been there for all your firsts. These past 6 months have been amazing, you are going to do amazing things I just know it. I love yo…” Tony said as the line began to crack, eventually losing all signal.

“Tony, Tony…”

3 hours later…

No one knew what actually happened that day, whether Tony survived the fall or not; they just awaited the teams return at Shield Headquarters. Both Y/N and Pepper were sat waiting in one of the empty offices when a car pulled up outside, without even seeing who pulled up the flashing of cameras from the paparazzi stationed outside the building told the two of them the Avengers were back.

Both Y/N and Pepper rushed down to the foyer to see if he was there but they couldn’t see him. How had she gone from having a mum, then no mum to having a dad then having no one all in the space of a few hours. A few tears began to fall slowly down her cheek until she heard his voice.

“Did you miss me?”

Y/N rushed into Tony’s arms without even a second thought. There was slight confusion on Tony’s face, what had happened for Y/N to go from wanting nothing to do with him to now hugging him and crying in his arms.

“I love you dad” Y/N said quietly

Tony was gobsmacked. He never once expected to hear those words come out of her mouth but he loved it nonetheless.

“God, I love you too kid” Tony said holding his daughter close for the first time feeling content for the first time in years.

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justyouraverage-simp · 11 months

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It is finally up, I hope you like it sorry it took so long <3

here's the link

Hey! Do you think you could do one, where Tony Stark is your dad, and you haven’t ever called him dad because he recently found out your were his daughter and you guys were just getting closer, if that makes sense? Thanks, I really love your writing!!

Hi, thank you so much! I am currently writing this but life has kind off got in the way honestly. I am hoping to get it done by Monday but it may not be but it will be out at some point, I promise

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justyouraverage-simp · 11 months

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call me dad// tony stark

pairing: dad!tony stark x daughter!reader

warnings: mentions of injury, death of a parent, mentions of abortion, time jumps, shitty ending

summary: when tony first met his daughter she wanted nothing to do with him but when she thought she lost him she realises just how much he means to her

REQUEST

Tony was stood in the living room at Stark Tower looking at the folder he had been given by Coulson when his phone rang.

“Hello”

“Hi, is this Mr Stark?”

“It is? Can I ask who’s calling”

“Of course, my name is Tia. I’m calling from Child Protective Services, it’s regarding your daughter”

“Umm, I think you have the wrong number. I don’t have a daughter” Hearing the word daughter caught Tony off guard, he doesn’t have a daughter there is no way he could.

“Well do you know a Miss Stephanie Taylor?” That name. He hadn’t heard that name in over 15 years, of course he thought about her on occasion but not since Pepper.

“Umm yes, why is she relevant”

“Well, I hate to be the one to tell you this Mr Stark but she passed away a few days ago and she has a daughter”

Tony was shocked to hear she had passed, but why was CPS telling him this. To say he was confused was an understatement.

“I’m sorry but why are you telling me this I haven’t spoken to Stephanie for over 15 years”

“That’s the thing, she has a 15 year old daughter”

As soon as Tony heard those words he almost fell over, immediately he knew why they were telling him this but none of it made sense how the hell does he have a child…

“It’s only me honey” Tony called entering Stephanie’s flat that he had a key too.

As Tony walked through the flat he was confused, normally as soon as he walks through the door he is being jumped on by his girlfriend but this time there was no sign of her.

“Honey, where are you”

“I’m in the bathroom” He heard a small voice call out breaking slightly.

As he walked through to the bathroom the sound of sniffles and whimpers became slightly louder.

“Hey, what’s going on? What’s got my girl so upset” Tony said sitting next to Stephanie on the floor, causing her to rest her head on his shoulder.

“Tony, I’m pregnant” Stephanie said to him looking up at him slightly

“Oh, is that what’s got you all worked up, it’s going to be okay I promise”

“But I don’t think I want to keep it, we are too young, you’ve just lost your parents and we just aren’t ready”

“Breathe baby, it’s your body so you do whatever you need to do okay and I’ll be with you no matter what you choose” Tony said pressing a kiss against Stephanie’s forehead.

2 weeks later…

She turned the corner and saw Tony talking to a blonde women and before Stephanie could say anything he kissed the blonde. Stephanie felt sick, he was cheating.

She quickly left the party and rushed to the bedroom and packed her stuff up. She ripped a piece of paper out of a notebook she found a wrote this note on it:

Tony,

Goodbye forever,

Stephanie

6 months later…

She felt her phone vibrate in her lap which pulled her attention away from the TV, when she saw Tony’s name lighting up her screen.

“Hello” Y/N said, confused as he was supposedly fighting Loki and his army.

“Hey kid, look I need you to listen to me okay. I don’t know how much time I have left” Tony said.

“Yeah, um okay” Y/N said walking to the end of the jet away from the noise and other people.

“Tony, Tony…”

3 hours later…

“Did you miss me?”

“I love you dad” Y/N said quietly

Tony was gobsmacked. He never once expected to hear those words come out of her mouth but he loved it nonetheless.

“God, I love you too kid” Tony said holding his daughter close for the first time feeling content for the first time in years.

#kayleigh's requests #tony stark x daughter!reader #ironman #tony stark fluff #tony stark x reader #tony stark x stark!reader #the avengers #tony stark x oc #tony stark x y/n #teen!reader #tony stark x teen!reader

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justyouraverage-simp · 1 year

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Sebastian stan in the pfp 😫😫😫😫😫🤤🤤🤤❤️

Ok that’s enough thirsty ness

honestly he could hit me with a bus and i would say thank you 😭😩

#kayleigh’s random shit

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justyouraverage-simp · 1 year

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“What do you mean you’re not going?”

sirius black x insecure!fem!reader

TW: ED, panic attack, breakdown, body images, crying, emotional traumas happy ending tho!!

a/n: this isn’t proofread and this is literally my first fic be kind pls!!

Y/N had always been considered a marauder since she sat with them during their first ride of the Hogwarts Express in their first year however once she was sorted into Hufflepuff they obviously were not able to spend much time around one another

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Y/N had also developed a crush on a certain Sirius Black during the course of their fifth year when he had run away from his parents and had openly shown his love for muggle traditions such as nail polish and eyeliner.

Sirius had never noticed her affection mostly because she spent most of her time avoiding him, however every year the 4 marauders including the Hufflepuff girl would meet in Hogsmead for their annual marauders day.

It was a tradition started in first year when they all had gotten their permission slips signed and decided that they knew nothing of Hogsmead and it would be safer for them to travel together in which they soon found themselves wanting to go to the same stores and thus a bond of everlasting love and friendship was born.

Y/N was now however considering cancelling her plans with her friends because her outfit that she had picked out to wear at the beginning of the week had somehow looked tighter than what she had remembered it looked like.

She couldn’t remember the last time she had used these clothes but that didn’t matter because her size had never changed before. Her mother had made sure of that whenever she visited home that she was to be placed on a strict diet because upon arriving her mother had noticed her stomach had looked chubbier than when she left.

Y/N had admitted she was not one to focus on portion control because the good at Hogwarts was amazing and she was used to eating a lot so that she had enough stamina to get through quidditch practice and none of the other boys ever commented on how much she ate because they all ate similar to her.

She could feel the tears welling up in her eyes and decided that she would try and find another outfit. Y/N tried on countless clothes she had in her wardrobe only to try on a pair of jeans she hadn’t worn since she was 12 that obviously no longer fit her however that was her last straw as she collapsed into the pile of clothes and sobbed.

After cleaning herself up and pushing all her clothes back into the cupboard trying not to look too closely at herself in the mirror stuck inside her wardrobe doors she pulled on a pair of Sirius’ sweatpants and one of James’ old quidditch t-shirts.

She knew there was no way she would be able to make it to Hogsmead now considering she was already late from doing her hair and makeup which was inevitably ruined by her breakdown so she decided to walk to the Gryffindor common room to let the boys know she would have to skip out on todays adventures.

She softly muttered the password to the common room however upon arriving she noticed that Sirius was the only one sitting at the fireplace. She cocked her eyebrow wondering where all the boys were and walked over to him and as he looked up he gave her a confused body glance at her choice of attire.

“What are you wearing? We’re late and the boys are already on their way to the leaky cauldron!” Sirius exclaimed and she smiled forcefully before she looked him in the eyes as she hugged herself in comfort. “I- uh actually can’t make it to Hogsmead today…” she murmured embarrassed that she had made him wait for her only for her to turn him away.

“Are you sick? I mean none of us have missed a single Hogsmead trip together since first year, even when Remus had a full moon the night before we dragged him out of bed just so that we could get-“ Sirius was cut off by a frustrated and pained voice “I know Sirius, I just don’t want to go! Okay?” She exclaimed.

“What do you mean you’re not going?” He looked at her confused. “I just can’t go, you guys should have fun without me and bring me back some sweets from Honeydu-“ however it was her turn to be cut off by Sirius who shook his head “I’m not leaving without you Y/N, it’s a marauders day and if you can’t be there then there’s no point in the day is there?” He smiled and winked at her.

She was confused on why he was making such a big deal out of her going however she just rolled her eyes. “I just don’t think I look good in what I planned to wear and..I didn’t want you guys to be embarrassed…about me” she looked down as her eyes glossed over with unshed tears.

“Hey hey, don’t cry” Sirius cooed softly as he pulled her towards him and stroked her hair as her muttered comforting words into her hair. She felt her tears leave her eyes and she sobbed into his leather jacket. Sirius felt her body shake with each sob that tore through her and he felt his heart break a little with each painful sound leaving her.

“I can’t look at myself in the mirror anymore Sirius, I hate it i hate it i hate it. I hate how I l-look and how when I-I smile I have lines around my mouth, I hate that my t-thighs t-touch and that I c-can’t stop my eyes from getting dark circles and that my t-tummy isn’t flat” She cried hysterically into his shirt.

“I can’t do this anymore, i-it hurts. P-please make it stop P-please Siri make it s-stop” Sirius could feel the tears running down his face as all he could do was hug her tighter as he pulled them towards the marauders dorm and laid on his bed with his arms wrapped around Y/N.

“I know I can’t fight those thoughts for you but I need you to know that I will always find you beautiful, nothing is going to change that for me okay?” He squeezed her tighter as he heard her panicked breathing turn into shallow breaths.

“None of us will ever be embarrassed of you because of how you look okay? Do you remember in fourth year when James walked into the great hall with no eyebrows because he thought he could shave a slit into them?” When he felt her nod as a sign she was listening he continued the story.

“The rest of us were busy laughing but all you did was pull him outside the great hall and you gave him the hair growth potion Slughorn had taught us and hugged him before walking in like nothing had happened. That was when I knew that you were one of the kindest people I had ever met” He felt her snuggle into his chest and sniffle.

“I didn’t know that you saw me do that, I thought you guys were busy laughing. I just wanted James to feel better I would’ve done the same thing if it had been any of you, you know that right?” she spoke into his chest.

“I know love, are you sure you wanna stay behind, I will stay with you but I want you to know that even if you decide to go I know that the boys have been dying to talk to you about our new idea for a prank” he smiled down at her.

Her heart swelled at the idea of the three boys waiting for her with excitement. She nods slowly and gets off of his bed. “I-I think I’d like to go, w-would you mind giving me a minute to change and we can be on our way?” She smiled shyly.

He nods and smiles back and before he knows it Y/N leans forward and pecks his lips and scurries off not before saying “I guess that was your thank you for everything” Sirius stands in shock of what happened before grinning and touching his lips before running after her.

He picks her up with ease before carrying her to the marauders dorm. “Sirius!! Put me down! We have to go meet the boys!!” She shrieks and laughs. “Fuck them, you can’t just do that and think I’m not gonna make you mine” He kisses her neck with a smile before nuzzling her.

Safe to say they were over an hour late and walked into the leaky cauldron with their hands intertwined meeting the gazes of their shocked friends.

#kayleigh’s fic recs

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justyouraverage-simp · 1 year

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Hi, thank you so much! I am currently writing this but life has kind off got in the way honestly. I am hoping to get it done by Monday but it may not be but it will be out at some point, I promise

#kayleigh’s asks

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justyouraverage-simp · 1 year

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daddy day care// steve rogers

pairing: dad!steve rogers x reader, slight bucky barnes x reader (platonic)

summary: when bucky goes on a mission and it goes wrong causing him to become a 6 year old boy once again who better to look after him than his two best friends.

warnings: none currently

a/n: guess who's back! i'm finally writing again and im so happy! ive been so busy with college and work but as it's christmas i've had time to write. i am currently working on my first request and i'm so excited for you to read it but first have this fic!

Y/N and Steve were sat in the living room watching TV when their four year old daughter, Sarah Jamie Rogers, came rushing into the room clutching one of her teddies and she had a silver princess crown on her head.

“Daddy, when's uncle Bucky going to be back?” She asked.

“Either tonight or tomorrow princess,” Steve said.

“Ughh, okay” Sarah groaned

“Why baby what’s wrong” Y/N said to her daughter who was now pouting slightly.

“I need someone to play tea parties with” Sarah stated as if it was common knowledge.

“I can play with you princess all you have to do is ask”

“No I don’t want to play with you, you don’t play it properly”

“Oh I’m sorry, I didn’t realise you could play tea parties wrong” Steve said jokingly, poking his daughters ribs causing her to giggle but then she stopped and wore a sad expression on her face once again.

“You don’t wear the princess crown or the b-b-”Sarah stutters, looking to her mum for help.

“Boa baby” Y/N said.

“Boa and without it it’s just not the same” Sarah said slightly whining.

“Well, I’m sure when Buck gets back I’m sure he will want to play with you” Steve said, pressing a kiss on her forehead, “But until then why don’t me, you and mummy have a movie afternoon and I’ll go get some snacks and we can cuddle hmm?”

“Yeeeaaahhh” Sarah yelled loudly, jumping onto the sofa elbowing Steve in his crotch causing him to grunt, standing up slowly and walking out the door.

It had been two days since Bucky, Sam and Tony were due home from their mission and it was causing Steve and Y/N to worry none of them were answering their phones or had even contacted anyone in those two days.

“I’m worried they should have been back ages ago” Steve said pulling Y/N in closer rubbing his thumb up and down her arm absentmindedly.

“I know, if we don’t hear from them by tomorrow we will start to panic okay” Y/N said, pressing a kiss to his cheek.

The next morning Steve and Y/N are awoken by loud banging on their bedroom door. Steve gets up and opens the door to see Sam stood panting.

“You’re back, what took so long,” Steve said, pulling Sam into a hug.

“Yeah um about that, we had a slight problem. Tony tried to fix it but without his tech he couldn’t so we had to come back”

“Why, what happened?” Y/N said standing next to Steve.

“It’s hard to explain, it’ll be easier to just show you” Sam said as he turned and rushed down the corridor.

As Y/N and Steve entered the living room they saw Tony with his back to the two of them talking to Pepper who seemed slightly stressed but no Bucky in sight and that’s when Y/N heard it, the sound of tiny feet running across the floor and the sound of a small child's laughter.

Y/N turned expecting to see Sarah except she saw a small brunette boy with bright blue eyes, Bucky.

“What the hell happened on that mission”

“He may or may not have temporarily been captured by Hydra” Sam muttered

“What!”

“They have developed a new weapon, they used it on Bucky and when we found him he was a child”

“So how do we fix this?” Steve asked as he watched Bucky jump onto the sofa giggling.

“I’ll have to see what they actually did to him before I can reverse it, so it’s going to take a while,” Tony said.

“Okay, so what do we with him until then because he can’t be left alone, he’s a kid” Y/N said

“Well…” Tony said looking between Y/N and Steve, “I think it’s pretty clear who should look after him”

“I mean he isn’t wrong” Sam said “You two do actually have a kid that’s around the same age as Bucky”

“So does Tony” Y/N said

“Technically Morgan is older and I can’t look after him as well as try and reverse what they did all at the same time”

“Maybe it would be good for us to look after him, he is your best friend and it will be good for Sarah to be around someone her age a bit more. We both know she misses Bucky” Y/N said as she turned to Steve.

“Okay, we will look after him” Steve said, pressing a kiss to her forehead.

It had been three hours since Bucky returned and to say Y/N and Steve had their work cut out. Bucky was a ball of energy and with the serum it made it 20 times worse and when he was put in a room with Sarah and the two were wild. The two had always been close and when they were together they were always up to something and causing some sort of trouble and now they were the same age it was worse, mainly because Bucky now had the same energy levels as Sarah so he wasn’t getting tired as quickly so he could run around just as much as she could now.

Y/N and Steve were laying on the sofa with her head resting on his lap as he rubbed her forehead slowly with his thumb.

“Are you feeling okay? You don’t look so good” Steve said looking down at Y/N.

“Yeah just tired, they’ve just worn me out”

“You sure, you’re not getting sick or anything are you?”

“No, just tired. I think it’s cause I don’t have the serum but all three of you do” Y/N said, smiling up at Steve.

“Okay but if your tired go to sleep sweetheart”

“I’m okay, I just need to relax a little” Y/N said, although within twenty minutes she was fast asleep.

It was the next morning and Y/N was standing in the kitchen making Bucky and Sarah breakfast whilst Steve was on a run, suddenly Y/N was hit by a wave of nausea. Holding back the urge to be sick when Sam came into the kitchen. Tony was slowly getting closer to solving what happened to Bucky and is working on something to bring Bucky back to how he should be.-=

“Can you keep an eye on the food and the kids please” Y/N asked Sam trying to talk quickly to get to the toilet quicker.

“Yeah, you okay?” Sam asked with a concerned tone in his voice.

“Um maybe” Y/N said as she walked quickly to the toilet.

She opened the door and kneeled in front of the toilet, shutting the door with her foot.

“Hey, Y/N you okay?”

Y/N recognised that voice from anywhere, Nat. Nat had become Y/N’s best friend, she was the reason her and Steve were together, for every big moment Nat was there. Her and Steve’s wedding, the proposal, Y/N finding out she was pregnant with Sarah, Sarah’s birth. It only made sense for her and Bucky to be Sarah’s godparents.

Nat could hear her being sick and knew she hated it luckily she didn’t really have that problem with Sarah’s pregnancy. “Oh, Y/N.” Nat said, pulling her hair into a ponytail and tying it with the hairband she had on her wrist. “I know, just get it all out” She said, rubbing her back slowly.

After a few minutes, Y/N sat up and leant against the wall next to Nat. “I think I might have food poisoning, I told Tony the chicken didn’t look cooked” Y/N said wiping her mouth with some tissue.

“Babe, we all had the chicken and your the only one that’s ill” Nat said, that’s when it hit Y/N.

Her period was a few days late. She felt sick. Her hormones have been slightly out of whack but she assumed it was having another child around causing her to be slightly more reactive. But now that she thinks about the symptoms as a group she realises she felt the same around 5 years ago. When she found out she was pregnant with Sarah.

Y/N jumped up and rushed to the bathroom that was connected to her and Steve’s bedroom with Nat following behind her. She could hear Nat calling her name but the adrenaline currently rushing through her veins. She rushed over to the sink and dropped to her knees and began rummaging through the cupboard. As she reached into the back corner that was when she felt the box. She opened the box and pulled out the white package.

It had been 3 minutes and Nat was sat on the bathroom with Y/N. Y/N reached over to the white stick that rested near her feet. She picked it up and flipped it over.

Pregnant.

Tears filled Y/N’s eyes as she felt Nat pull her into a hug. She wrapped her arms around Nat. Y/N wasn’t even sure how to feel, she felt overwhelmed. Would Steve be happy? How is Sarah going to react? And then there’s Bucky. Y/N is currently looking after two children and it’s hard work. Would she cope with three?

“Hey, look at me. It’s all going to be okay” Nat said as she wiped the tears off Y/N’s cheek with her thumb. Nat could tell that Y/N was overwhelmed. It happened when she found out she was pregnant with Sarah. Her mind just goes into overdrive thinking about all the possible outcomes, some good but some bad.

The door opened causing Y/N and Nat to look towards it and saw Steve.

“Hey, what's going on in here? It looks slightly dodgy. Should I be concerned?” Steve said as he walked into the bathroom leaning against the wall opposite the girls.

“You should always be concerned rogers, you wife is sexy”

“Oh really Romanoff? I haven’t noticed” Steve said as he leant down to press a kiss onto Y/N’s lips, using his index finger to tilt her chin up. That’s when Steve noticed the white stick laying on the floor.

“Y/N?” Steve said with a questioning tone in his voice “Is this what I think it is?” Y/N nodded quickly. Steve had never been so happy, his smile grew and he placed another kiss on her lips. Nat knew they needed a moment alone so she left and went to spend time with Sarah.

He had always wanted a family pre-serum but after he came out of the ice he lost the desire. He couldn’t see himself having children with or marrying anyone other than Peggy. That was until he met Y/N. She changed him for the better and everyone around him noticed it, especially Bucky. When he came back from Wakanda he was finally ready to meet the girl his best friend wouldn’t shut up about and to say all three were nervous would be an understatement. Steve wasn’t sure what he would do if the two most important people in his life would get on but he couldn’t have been any further from the truth. The two immediately got on like a house on fire, if anything they got on two well. It was common for the two to pick on Steve. Especially once Sarah was born. It was Y/N’s idea to give Sarah the middle name Jamie in honour of Bucky. He saved Steve’s life multiple times and for that naming her child after him was the least Y/N could do.

It had been a week since the pair found out they would be welcoming another life into the world. They were both laying in bed with Sarah in between them with Steve subtly rubbing Y/N’s stomach when they heard a knock at the door. Sarah immediately jumped up and opened the door.

“Hey uncle Tony”

“Hey kiddo, where’s your parents?” Tony said, shocked slightly by the small person that opened the door.

“What do you need Tony?” Steve said, standing behind Sarah with Y/N next to him.

“I’ve done it, I can bring him back” Tony said, being careful what he said not knowing how much Sarah knew about the Bucky situation.

“Are you sure?” Y/N asked, “It won’t hurt him will it?”

“Well I mean it might a little bit but it won’t cause any more damage to him” Tony said as Sarah ran off and grabbed her doll that was laying on the floor.

“That’s great, when can you do it?”

“Now. Where is he?”

“Uh, terrorising Peter with Sam”

“Okay let’s go save the kid and sort out that issue” Tony said as three of them leave with Sarah following behind, although she notices Nat and immediately runs to her.

When they entered Tony’s lab Y/N was holding Bucky in her arms. Tony walked over to the two with a vial with a clear liquid in and handed it to Y/N. She placed Bucky on the floor and Bucky turned to look up at Steve.

“Stevie” Bucky said causing Steve to bend down onto one knee to be at Bucky’s eye level.

“Yeah buddy”

“I don’t want to drink the nasty liquid”

“I know but if you want to be back to yourself then you need to”

“What if I like being small? I don’t want to be big” Bucky exclaimed causing Steve to chuckle. “And Sarah will be sad she told me she likes me being little cause we can play all day”

“I know but Sarah will have a new friend in about 8 months so she will be okay” Steve said quietly ruffling Bucky’s hair. Bucky looked slightly confused at first but then realised what they meant, Y/N was pregnant.

“Hey, Bucky. I know you are feeling scared but I promise we would never do anything to hurt you, it will just be a little uncomfortable. We just need to get the old Bucky back” Tony said, kneeling next to Steve. The two had a complicated relationship and it took a while but eventually the two managed to put aside all the drama and tension and are now civil.

Bucky took the vial into his hand and poured it down his throat. He felt the liquid run through his body causing him to grunt.

Steve and Y/N walked into the living room where Nat and Peter were sat on the floor playing with Sarah.

“Hey, there’s our little princess. Are you having fun?” Steve said as he picked Sarah up who came crashing into him.

“Yeah, we were playing princesses”

“I can tell” Y/N said looking at Peter who had a crown on his head and a tutu.

“UNCLE BUCKY” Sarah screamed, wriggling out of Steve’s grip and colliding into Bucky’s legs.

“Hey munchkin” Bucky said as he scooped up Sarah.

“How are you big again” Sarah asked squeezing Bucky’s cheeks together

“Uncle Tony helped me out so now we can play again”

“But I liked when you were small, we could play more” Sarah said whining slightly.

“I know munchkin but we can still play, I will always play with you. You know that” Bucky said, pressing a kiss on her forehead.

Y/N looked over to Steve after seeing Sarah’s putty lip she felt guilty. She knew it was the hormones but there was one thing she knew would cheer up Sarah.

“Steve”

“Yeah baby” He said, wrapping an arm over her shoulders, looking down slightly at her.

“I think we should tell her”

“You sure?”

“Yeah plus she will probably get suspicious soon”

“Hey, it’s up to you. If you think we should tell her then we’ll tell her” Steve said pressing a kiss onto Y/N’s lips.

“Sarah, baby come here for me please”

Bucky placed Sarah on the floor and she skipped over to her parents who were now sat on the sofa.

“Hey princess”

“Hi mumma” Sarah says as she is placed between the two of them.

“We have something to tell you” Steve said

“What is it?”

“You know how Peter is Morgan’s big brother?”

“Yeah uncle Tony adopted him”

“Yeah exactly so how would you feel if you were to be a big sister in about 8 months” Y/N said, studying Sarah’s reaction which was a very confused one.

“Mumma has a baby in her tummy” Steve said causing Sarah’s jaw to drop.

“A baby? How did it get there?” Sarah asked Y/N

“We will explain it when you are older princess” Y/N said chuckling as she kissed Sarah on the forehead.

Sarah looked down at Y/N’s stomach for a few seconds and then lent in closer to it placing a kiss on her mum’s belly.

“I love you baby”

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Scared to Death (Chris Evans x Pregnant!Reader)

A/N: I wrote this as a second installment to go along with Surprise. I'll link it down below if you want to check it out, but FYI this one can be read as a stand alone as well! Also if you know what scene from what show I was inspired by for this one, you're freaking awesome. x

Surprise

Summary: Something goes wrong while you're in labor with twins.

Pairing(s): Chris Evans x Pregnant!Reader/ Wife!Reader

Warning(s): Some language, some medical stuff, mention of blood, and childbirth complications.

Length: 3.1k words

“This. Sucks.” You groaned and leaned back into your pillow.

The last contraction had just subsided and it was the worst one yet.

Even with the epidural you’d had earlier, the pain was still excruciating.

“We’re almost there,” Chris offered you a weak, tired smile.

“Oh, shut up,” You glared at him. “There is no we in this, just me. And I am not even remotely close to having these babies, Chris. I’ve been lying in this bed in labor for almost thirteen hours and I'm only at like five centimeters. How? How is it possible that I’m only halfway there?” You groaned again, feeling hot tears of frustration prickling at your eyes. You quickly wiped them away with the back of your hand. You hadn’t exactly been the easiest, nor the most pleasant person to deal with over the last several hours, and Chris had been nothing but patient, supporting and loving towards you. You’d snapped at him, cursed at him, and there might have been a point in time where you had flung your pillow at his head during a particularly painful contraction before you had been given any drugs. "I’m sorry, I know I’m being insufferable right now, Chris. But I hate this. I just hate this so much.”

Chris reached out and gently stroked your hair. “I know, honey. I know it hurts and I know you’re tired. It’s been a really long night.” He trailed his thumb softly down your cheek. “There’s no need to apologize to me.”

Although he wasn’t the one in labor, he looked just as exhausted.

You hadn’t slept a wink in the last thirteen hours and neither had he.

An assigned nurse had brought in a cot for him to sleep on, but Chris, being the stubborn man that he was, refused to sleep if you couldn’t.

“Things are moving really slow, Chris,” You told him after a moment. “I really don’t think anything’s going to be happening anytime soon. You need to rest.” You gestured to the cot. “It’s almost three in the morning, you should get some sleep. I’ll be okay on my own for a while.”

“I’m fine. Besides, I think coffee number three is kicking in now," Chris joked, nodding towards the growing pile of empty Starbucks cups on the bedside table. “I’m fine, really. I don’t want to miss a single thing.”

You didn’t have the energy to argue with him, so you simply let it go.

Letting out a small sigh, you stared up at the ceiling of your room.

The few moments you weren’t in pain, your mind was busy racing.

Part of you wanted these babies out already. But another part didn’t.

You’d read all the baby books. You’d nested and set up the nursery.

Chris’ successful acting career made it so you’d all be financially secure.

You had everything that you could possibly need.

And yet, you felt so incredibly unprepared for what was to come.

“What is it?” Chris had noticed the pensive look on your face.

“I’m scared,” You murmured quietly, eyes still fixed on the ceiling.

He reached out for your hand. “I know you’re scared, but remember what the nurse said earlier, your body knows exactly what to do—”

“No, not that,” You interrupted him. You turned, bringing your gaze to meet his and frowned. “Don’t get me wrong, this is terrible. But giving birth isn’t what scares me, Chris.”

“Then what does scare you?”

“The fact that this isn’t even going to be the hardest part of it all,” You laughed in spite of yourself. “We’re about to be parents.”

Chris chuckled, lightly. “That just now dawned on you?”

“I guess it hadn’t really sunk in until now,” You admitted, sheepishly. “I know it sounds ridiculous, I’ve been pregnant for nine months and I’m just now starting to realize that we are going to be responsible for not just one, but two lives. We’re going to have these two little babies and we have to raise them and take care of them, and it terrifies me. What if I screw up? What if I make the wrong decisions as a mother?" There were so many anxieties beginning to surface and you couldn't believe that they decided to wait until the last possible minute to appear. “It’s scary as hell to think that one bad decision on your end could fuck up your kid’s entire life.”

“Honey, you know I’m usually the worrywart out of the two of us and even I think that you’re overthinking it a little bit.”

“Maybe you’re underthinking it,” You retorted. “That's a possibility.”

Chris tilted his head to the side, fighting back an amused smile.

“It’s not funny, Chris!”

He held his hands up in defense. “I know it's not, I’m sorry.” He quickly apologized, but you could tell that he was still biting back a bit of laughter. “I have had moments where I feel overwhelmed too, baby. I’ve had a lot of those moments, actually. We might not be the perfect parents, hell I don’t think those even exist. But what I do know is that we’ll be good parents.” He placed a hand on your stomach. “These little ones are so loved already and they’re not even here yet. We have done everything that we can to prepare for them, and we’ve taken the classes, read all of the books. And whatever we don’t know, we’ll figure it out together, somehow. We’re going to be just fine, trust me.”

“You really think so?” You chewed nervously on your lower lip.

“I know so,” Chris assured you with confidence. “I know it’s hard, and I know that you’re scared. But I want you to set aside your fears for just a minute and think about all of the exciting things to come. Getting to see who the twins will look like, getting to know their personalities. Moments like hearing their first words and watching them take their first steps.”

Maybe you doubted yourself as a mother, but there was no reason for you to doubt that Chris was going to be an amazing father.

“You’re right,” You said quietly after a while.

“I have that annoying habit some times.” He winked. “Still scared?”

“Ask me that again when the twins are here.”

“Noted.” Chris sat back in his chair and yawned. “And just as quickly as it kicked in, coffee number three is already wearing off. I’m going downstairs to grab another. Think you’ll be okay on your own for five minutes?”

“Yeah, I’ll be—oh!” You sat up slightly, bracing yourself. “Contraction.”

Forgetting all about the coffee, Chris stood up, grabbed your hand and looked up at the monitor. He gave it a reassuring squeeze. “Okay, here we go. Remember, you have to do your breathing, alright?”

You felt a sudden, sharp pain shoot throughout your body.

It was agonizingly different and unlike all the others that you’ve had.

At first, you had thought it was just the one abnormality. But then it was followed by another. And another. Something was wrong.

You let out something mixed in between a scream and a sob.

Chris looked at you, alarmed. He’d watched you go through labor for the last several hours and he had not heard anything like that come out of your mouth up until now. “What? What is it?”

“This isn't a contraction!” You cried, shaking your head. “Chris, this isn’t a contraction!”

“What do you mean? What’s wrong?” He tried to remain calm for your sake, but his heart had started racing inside of his chest.

“It’s in my back! The pain is in my back!" You sobbed, another wave of searing pain coming on and causing you to cry out. The monitor above your bed started to go off loudly as your vital signs began to change dramatically, some of them skyrocketing, and others plummeting. Then, as if that wasn’t terrifying enough, the machine that monitored the babies’ heart rates began to sound off too, the numbers flashing a dangerous red. A nurse who had heard the alarms nearby rushed into the room and you looked at her with wide, fearful eyes. "Help me, please! Something is wrong!"

“What’s happening to my wife?” Chris demanded, a trembling edge to his voice. He was still trying to remain calm, but between your crying and the monitor alarms going off, he was now struggling to hide his own panic.

Ignoring him, the nurse yanked your blankets back from your legs and she gasped.

Chris’ blue eyes darkened as they filled with terror, his hand covering his mouth in shock.

“What—what is it?” You sat up a little more and glanced down to see a pool of bright red blood between your legs, staining your hospital gown as well as the hospital bedsheets. “Is that b-blood? Why is there so much blood?! What’s happening to me?!”

The nurse rushed to the door, poking her head out into the hallway. She shouted for a doctor, and fortunately, your obstetrician had been nearby and was in your room in an instant. She rushed over to your side and checked all of the monitors before murmuring something to the nurse, who then paged for assistance. Two more nurses came hurrying in, and was all just utter chaos. “Alright,” The doctor said, urgently but calmly. “Let’s go. We need to get her upstairs to the operating room, let’s move it.”

“Operating room?” Chris repeated, his throat going dry. “What do you mean? What’s wrong with her?”

“Sir, please, we need you to step back out of the way.” A nurse pulled him away from you as everyone else worked to prepare to wheel out your bed. Within seconds, you were unhooked from all of the machines and the nurses were wheeling you out of the maternity ward and up towards the operating room.

Chris followed behind, his emotions going from worried, to scared, to angry because no one was telling him a damn thing. “Doctor, can you please tell me what the fuck is happening to my wife?! What is happening?!” He looked at you, noticing that you had gone pale, sweat dripping down your face and neck. You had also suddenly gone quiet, your eyes hardly able to remain open as if you were seconds away from losing consciousness. “Please! I need someone to tell me what the fuck is happening to her!”

“Mr. Evans, your twins are in distress. They’re not getting enough oxygen and we need to get her into emergency surgery now to deliver.” She spoke without even looking at him, she was too busy focused on you. “It can be life threatening to both your wife and the babies if we don't deliver them as soon as possible.”

Chris felt his blood go cold in his veins. Life threatening? “What?!”

As soon as they reached the operating room, the doors swung open.

“Come on, let’s go,” The doctor urged the nurses. “Room three. Scrub up and get her prepped. Let the NICU know we’ll need some help up here with the babies.”

One of the nurses looked at Chris, who had every intention of going into that room with you. “You’ll have to wait out here, sir.”

“What? No! I need to be with her!”

He tried stepping around her, and the nurse held an arm out to stop him despite being a foot shorter than him.

“Sir, I cannot allow you in the operating room, it is a sterile environment. I’m sorry, but you have wait out here.”

“Chris?” Somehow, through your daze, you managed to say his name, your eyelids feeling heavier and heavier with each passing second. “Chris?”

“It’s going to be okay!” Chris managed to choke out behind you. “I’m right here! I’ll be right here! Everything’s going to be okay!” He wasn’t sure if he was trying to convince you or himself of it.

“There is a waiting room around the corner to the left.” The nurse who had stopped him from entering the room with you looked at him with an empathetic expression on her face. “I understand you are worried, but we will do everything we can for your wife and babies. The doctor will come out and speak with you as soon as she can, okay?”

Unable to speak, Chris gave a weak nod of his head and she followed behind your bed as they continued to wheel you away. He could only watch helplessly as you disappeared behind a corner and the double doors of the operating room swung closed.

The next two hours that passed felt like an eternity.

Chris paced the waiting room, unable to sit still. He didn’t care about the stares coming his way, nor did he care about the classless asshole who decided to sneak a picture of him with his phone.

Not knowing what was happening to you or the babies, it was hell. It was agonizing and there was absolutely nothing that he could do about it.

By hour number three, Chris had finally dropped down into a chair, his body feeling worn out.

He hunched forward, dropping his head in his hands. He was scared to death.

In his entire life, he’d never known a feeling like this before.

He didn’t know what he was going to do if anything happened to you or to the babies.

“Mr. Evans?” The doctor called as she emerged from the operating room.

Chris jumped to his feet, rushing over to her. “Doctor! How is she?”

“Your wife is out of surgery and in recovery. She’s a little groggy, but it all went well and she’s going to be just fine.”

“And the babies?” He prompted anxiously. “Are they okay?”

“The twins are still being tended to, but they are okay,” she confirmed.

Chris let out a shaky sigh of relief. “When can I see my wife?”

“I can take you to her room now. Follow me this way.”

He followed her to the recovery ward where you had been placed in a private room. He stopped short and nearly fell to his knees as soon as he saw you lying there, but managed to collect himself. “Hey you,” he said softly, coming up to the side of your bed. He sat in the chair that had been placed next to it and gently touched the back of your hand, his fingertips lightly brushing against your cool skin. The doctor explained that it had been an invasive surgery, and as much as Chris wanted to just take you in his arms, he had to be delicate. “I hope you know that you scared the living hell out of me for a minute there.”

You were still slightly out of it, but managed to shoot him a small, tired smile. “Sorry.” You were just coming out of the anesthesia, and everything before they’d put you under was a little fuzzy, but it was all slowly starting to come back to you, piece by piece. “You know me, I just have to make things extra dramatic. Can’t ever make anything easy.”

Chris laughed, despite the tears welling in his eyes.

“Have you seen them, yet?” You asked him, softly.

“No.” He sniffed, shaking his head. “Not yet.”

As if on cue, two nurses entered your room, each of them wheeling in a bassinet. There was a tightly wrapped little bundle in each one.

Chris automatically rose to his feet, his heart fluttering wildly in his chest.

“Congratulations,” One of the nurses beamed, bringing the bassinets up beside your bed. “A healthy baby boy—and a healthy baby girl. We will be back for them in a couple of hours to run some more standard tests. If you need anything, please call us.” They excused themselves, leaving the room so you and Chris could have some private time with the twins.

You watched as Chris slowly walked over to them, an emotional lump rising in your throat.

“Hey there,” he cooed to them. “Hey guys.”

The feeling that he had seeing their two little faces was inexplicable.

It took Chris a moment, but he then realized it was a feeling similar to the one that he had felt when he had first fallen in love with you.

“I’m your daddy," he told them through a tearful smile. “Hi guys.”

“Hey, I want to see them too,” You whined. “Come help me up.”

“Honey, you just had surgery—”

“Chris, please don't make me beg you. Because I will. Shamelessly.”

Chris shot you a reluctant look. He couldn’t say no to you.

“Okay, but we have to be really careful. Come here.” He slid an arm around your back and gingerly helped you into a sitting position so that you could have a better view of the twins. He noticed how you were biting your lip as you craned your neck and tried to get a better look them and instantly knew what you were thinking. Chris walked over to the bassinets again and carefully lifted his son from one of them. It was almost surreal, watching him hold his child for the first time. The look of pure adoration on his face as he smiled down at the baby was almost too much for your heart handle. “Here. Hold out your arms.” Chris delicately helped you take the baby into your arms. “You got him?”

You nodded, feeling a tear slip down the side of your face. “I got him.”

“Can't forget about this little angel.” He picked up his daughter, who looked identical to her brother—the only thing that helped you two tell them apart were the standard hospital blankets that they were wrapped in, one pink and one blue. Holding her, Chris managed to squeeze next to you, perching himself on your bed. He made sure that you weren’t in any discomfort before finally relaxing with his baby girl in his arms.

“I can’t believe this,” You whispered, looking from one tiny face to the other. “I can't believe they’re actually ours. They’re so perfect.”

“Must take after you,” Chris grinned, turning to you. He noticed how it just felt so natural to see you sitting there holding your newborn. You, the same woman who was expressing how scared she was becoming a mother earlier during labor, the same woman who had just been through a life threatening birth complication, looked so incredibly calm and relaxed. It might have been your maternal instincts that were kicking in, but you didn’t seem worried about anything at all. “Are you still scared?”

“Nope,” You replied, grazing your son's soft cheek with your finger as you grinned back at Chris. “I’m not scared anymore. Now that they’re here in our arms, everything feels right and the fear is just gone. I’m ready for this, Chris. I’m ready for this chapter of my life with you and our children.”

“That's my girl,” he whispered proudly, leaning towards you. "I love you."

You leaned in too, giving him a kiss. “I love you too.”

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You’re so brave darling

Sirius Black x fem! reader

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Summary: History repeats it’s self at the Potters house but this time it's Sirius' girlfriend showing up in the middle of the night

Warnings: swearing, mentions of physical and emotional abuse, bruises, food, blood and cuts, established relationship, non-sexual nudity

A/n: 2.3k words, I really like how this turned out, it's so intimate and vulnerable and it's kinda sad but I think it's beautiful (and thats what counts), thank you for the request, I hope you like it x

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Sirius awoke to a series of small thumps, he tried his best to ignore them, assuming it must have been James in the next room doing something stupid he thought was an amazing idea at 2am. The noise stopped for a few minutes but then it happened again, only louder and he groaned, clutching at his pillow

“Prongs I swear to merlin” he mumbles to himself waiting for the sound to stop, which it does for again a couple of minutes before it resumes once more “Imma kill him”

Sirius throws off the blanket, marching out of his room, he was happy James' parents were away for the weekend so he didn’t have to worry about anyone but James seeing him in just his boxers...or seeing him kill their son for disturbing his beauty sleep.

Opening the door to James’ bedroom, he let it hit off of the table nearby, eyes still half closed as he tried to keep himself in his sleepy state as he shouted “Prongs shut the fuck up!” reciveing only a groan in response

When his eyes finally open, he's met with a very groggy looking James peering at him from under a mountain of covers

The boy rubs the sleep from his eyes, trying to process before his eyes go wide “Shit I wasn’t talking in my sleep again was I?” he wonders

Sirius shakes his head “No I thought it was you making that...” there it was again, both he and James sharing a look “You heard that, right?” he checks to comfirm he wasn't going crazy

"I did” James confirms standing up before eyeing Sirius “Mate” he cringes, holding one hand up to block the view

“What?” Sirius shrugs before looking down “Oh” he chuckles tugging himself away “Sorry”

James lets out a breathy laugh “It’s fine just don’t want you flashin’ the burglars” he jokes but then they hear the noise again “I think it’s the front door” James says heading out of the room, grabbing a shirt on the way along with some checked trousers he throws at Sirius

“You think Euphemia forgot something?” Sirius asks hopping into the trousers before he gets to the top of the stairs

James stops before heading down “Siriusly Pads call her mum, it’s weird when you use her first name” he says throwing the shirt over his head

Sirius rolls his eyes “Okay, you think mum forgot some…” he starts taking a step down the stairs before looking at James “That actually sounds kinda nice to say” he muses and James hits him lightly

“We can celebrate you finally having a good mum later. Right now we need to see who’s at the door” James hithers for him to follow, walking down the stairs and while Sirius nods following behind, he’s quietly calling James’ parents mum and dad in his head

Eventually they get down to the front door just as the knocks happen again but slowly the chaps are were getting weaker, of course James and Sirius’ brains weren't registering that as they assumed they were about to be murdered

“Wait” James says grabbing a vase from the table next to the door before gripping the handle

Sirius grabs the closest thing to him which so happens to be a book “Okay I'm ready?” Sirius nods

James does a double take “You gonna read to them?” he eyes the book in Sirius’ hands “Least I can clog them over the head” he wiggles the vase in the air

The boy huffs “Fuck off and open the door” he gestures for his friend to get on with it but as James pushes down the door handle he holds up the book getting into a fighting stance

James opens the door the vase lowering as he sees you, drenched as you clearly had been standing in the rain for a long time

“Y/n?” he looks at you concerned, more so seeing the dried blood being washed down your cheek from the rain

Sirius looks at the door then James “Y/n?” he repeats half pushing James out of the way and dropping the book as he opens the door fully “Merlin, you’re soaked through darlin’” he pulls you inside but as he grips your arm you wince, the small whine panicking the boys

You don’t seem like you can speak, just small sniffles as Sirius gently pushes up the wet fabric revealing a bruise in the shape of finger prints on your arm before his eyes flick up and see the small cut on your forehead

“Who did this to you?” James wonders, his voice soft while Sirius’ fingers are tracing over the marks he knew far too well

In the quietest, most broken voice they two had ever heard you reply “My mum” and the boys’ heart broke

James quickly ran out into the rain that was now dying down and grabbed your small case. Re-entering the house, he turns to Sirius “I’ll go make us some food, you take her to get cleaned up…Remus’ balm is in my ensuite bathroom along with the med kit” he tells him giving you a quick kiss to the forehead whispering “You’re safe now” before heading off into the kitchen

“Come on darlin” he takes your hand in his gently leading you up the stairs and into James’ bathroom

You just stand there, shaking from the cold as he begins to go through the small cabinet for healing supplies. Eventually he finds it, sitting it on the counter next to the sink before turning back to you

“Need to get these wet clothes off” he says softly and you just nod, your tears more evident now you were out of the rain “Can I?” his fingers graze the edge of your jackets zipper

You nod again, allowing him to take off your clothes. He’s does it slowly, handling you like you could shatter at any moment. Whispering words of reassurance and kissing your cheek or temple every now and again so you know you're safe

Eventually you are down to your underwear but even that’s wet “Turn around for me” Sirius asks and when you turn around he tries to compose himself as he sees more bruises, the ones on your arms were fresh but these looked around a week old

He unclasps your bra, letting it fall to the ground, gently rubbing his hands along the indentation the wet fabric had left. Hearing you hum as he kissed your shoulder “Back around for me” you turn hands at your sides as the tears fall

He takes the pad of his thumb and wipes your cheeks “You’re so brave darling...so so brave” his voice is still soft but there’s a firmness which makes you nod, closing your eyes as he places a lingering kiss to your forehead

He then knees down, fingers hooking the edges of your underwear, pulling them down and letting you step out of it. Before he stands back up he kisses the bruise on your hip and again his thumbs rub the irritation from your underwear waist band

“Why don’t we get you in the shower then I’ll get a bandage on your head” he offers "It doesn't look too bad" his thumb gently taping around the wound

You say nothing, just slide your arm around his waist and hug him tightly. He returns it right away, one hand going to your head protectively and the other caressing your back

“I love you” you whisper

He kisses your wet hair “I love you more darlin’” he smiles at you as he pulls back “Come on lets you cleaned up, yeah?” you nod and he pecks your lips

You climb into the combined bath and shower, sitting down when he instructs as he can tell you're too tired to stand, besides it was easier for him to bathe you like this.

Sirius flicks on the shower testing the water with his hand before running it over your back “Temperature okay?” he double checks and you hum in agreement, enjoying the warmth after standing outside for around an hour

His free hand rubs the dried blood from you, heart aching as you hiss when the warm water hits some of the bruises than now look more like burn marks

“Hold this for a second darlin’” he hands you the shower head to hold briefly as he massages some shampoo into your scalp, smiling as he sees your lips tug up “Thanks” he kisses your forehead, happy to see you are slowly returning to your normal self

After rinsing your hair, he runs some conditioner through your ends, chatting with you until it was time to wash it out

“How are you feeling?” he gives you a small smile

You return it, hand moving to cup his on your shoulder “Better” you nod “Sorry if I scared you”

“Didn’t scare me darlin, just…it hurts to see you hurting” he answers but you can tell he wants to ask you about your injuries

“It wasn’t always like this” his eyes meet yours “It only turned physical this summer before...my mum she…” you wince and he shifts on his knees closer, thumb rubbing your skin in a circular motion

“Your mum did what?” he gently prompts

You scrunch up your nose “Before she was only physical with my dad…but as I grew older and he left I wanted to stand up to her. Usually resulting in her screaming at me, which until this summer was enough to scare me into submission”

“But this time it didn’t work and her threats weren't threats anymore” he finishes and you nod “She do all of this?” he gestures to the injuries

You bob your head “She makes me go to these family barbecues in our neighbourhood and we have to look all perfect. So she needs to make sure my hair is perfect too and when I talked back she burnt me…claiming it was an accident” you graze your fingers over your shoulder

Sirius jaw clenches, trying his best to stay calm as you continue

“She gave me this...” you touch your arm “When I was trying to leave a couple of nights ago to come visit you and James, she was scared i was leaving her like dad did...umm siri I think you can” you motion to your hair

“Oh” he nods, letting you tilt your head back as he rinses the product out “So…what made you leave tonight?” he asks but he’s pretty sure it has something to do with that cut on your head

“She threw a bottle over my head” you say, hugging yourself as he turns the water off "She was drunk, blaming me for the millionth time for dad leaving...honestly I don't blame him for it, I just wish he took me with him"

Sirius felt his heart ache more than you could understand at that

"Anyway I told her it was her fault and she got mad, throwing the empty bottle at the wall to scare me, then started crying when she saw the blood"

You sniff remembering bering how she tried to guilt trip you one last time, same empty promises of 'change'

"I tucked her into bed and wrote a note explaining that I was leaving for good..." you look up at him "...then I apparted here"

Sirius closes his eyes for a moment before grabbing a clean towel “I'll never let her touch you again” he promises, kissing your forehead before holding the towel open

Standing you let him wrap it around you, tugging it in before you climb out of the bath with his help

Once your out, you cup his cheeks "I know" you nod, gently brushing some of his hair out of the way "That's the reason I didn't think twice about coming here, you have always made me feel safe...always, even when you do questionable pranks" you giggle at the end and it's music to his ears

"You make me feel the same way you know, I feel like everything is okay when I'm with you" he gives you a warm smile, noses brushing before he captures your lips in a soft slow kiss

When he pulls away he gives you a cheeky look "And my pranks aren't questionable they are siriusly thought through" he defends making you smile

"Of course, I'm sorry" you scold yourself, hitting your hand playfully

He chuckles "Good, now lets get you dried so I can put a bandage on this" he kisses the cut ever so gently before moving to grab you a t-shirt since he knows thats gentler on your hair

Just as he was about to hand you it there’s a light knock at the door “Hey, can I come in?” you hear James say

Sirius looks to you to check you were comfortable with that and you nod

“Yeah prongs, come on in” Sirius says, deciding to dry your hair for you quickly

James wastes no time coming in, giving you a sad smile as his eyes drift over the bruises “I made you some food” he tells you, eyes flicking to Sirius' motions and his smile lifts, such a simp, he can't help but think

“Thanks” you give him a small smile but your nervous about the long-term ramifications of you leaving and staying here

Luckily he's has already thought about it “You can stay in Pads’ room with him; my parents will be fine with that, they're pretty cool...I mean they did made me after all" he smirks and you giggle "I’ll send them a letter in the morning letting them know you’ll be staying with us this summer, and if you need clothes we will buy you new ones or we can use my cloak to sneak back and get anything you left behind”

Your mouth parts “James, I-I don’t know what to say” your heart warms, you knew James was kind and a good friend but having him help you and be so sweet first hand was overwhelming

“You don’t have to say anything” he assures you, eyes flicking to Sirius who gives him a grateful smile “Although” he adds as he heads to the door “I thank you would be nice” he winks and you giggle

“Thank you James” you say genuinely

“Anything for my future sister in law” he wiggles his eyebrows at Sirius who blushes lightly “I’ll let you tend to that cut and I’ll go unpack your stuff, then we can stuff our faces with comfort food”

Thank you for reading 💛

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grief// peter parker

pairing: mcu!peter parker x reader (platonic), morgan stark x reader (platonic)

warnings: sad morgan stark, tony starks death

summary: you and peter try to help morgan understand death and grief

Losing her dad was the hardest thing Y/N has been through. He was her best friend and was there beside her through everything. Sure Y/N lost her mum but she was 4 at the time she can't really remember her or what it felt like, only what Tony had told her.

When she found out her step-mum was pregnant she was originally scared she would no longer have her dad by her side, but she couldn't have been more wrong. Tony was still there for Y/N, obviously he had to split his time now between his two daughters but he loved them both equally. Tony explained to Y/N she will always be his first girl, no one could take that title away from her, not Pepper, not Morgan. No one.

The bond she shared with her step-sister Morgan was extremely special. The age-gap between them was 16 years so everyone assumed they wouldn't spend anytime with each other, that Y/N would just ignore her little sister but they couldn't have been anymore wrong. Y/N and Morgan were attached at the hip and as Morgan grew up Tony immediately noticed traits of Y/N at the age in her. They would spend time out on the docks playing or sneaking into the garage even though Tony had told them both multiple times they weren't allowed in there. It was clear that as Morgan grew up she would not only have one protector in her dad she would also have one in her big sister.

Another person that meant the world to Y/N was Peter Parker. He became very important to her after her dad asked him to help with going against Steve and after that they became very close friends as he was only one year older than Y/N. Unfortunately, he was one of the millions that disappeared during the snap, losing him was hard for Y/N she didn't really know what to do with herself.

It had been 2 months since they said goodbye to Tony and it hadn't been easy for the three children. It was hardest for Morgan, she was only 4 so didn't really understand where her daddy had gone and why he wasn't coming back, all she did know is that she missed him.

Peter felt guilty, he was with him when he did pass and he also knew Tony felt guilty because he got blipped so he fought to get Peter back. Meeting Morgan was hard for Peter, it was a week after Tony had passed and he was meeting his youngest daughter for the first time. Peter knew that wasn't how he wanted him to meet her but it was just how it was. Peter was Y/N's rock, she felt like she had to put a brave face on for Pepper and Morgan so when she wasn't around them she would break but luckily Peter was always there to pick up the pieces.

"Y/N can you go find your sister please and tell her lunch is ready?" Pepper said as she finished preparing lunch.

"Yeah of course Mum" Y/N replied "Pete you coming?"

Morgan was a creature of habit and would only ever really be in a few places. Either Tony’s garage, the docks or the back garden although she wasn’t allowed on the docks alone so Y/N and Peter checked the garage first although she wasn’t there.

Y/N and Peter headed into the back garden and heard some quiet sniffles coming from the tent Tony had put up for Morgan so she could play in there. They both walked over and Y/N pulled back the opening to the tent to see Morgan clutching a photo of her and Tony from the day she was born.

“Oh morg, what’s with the tears?” Y/N said as she sat just outside the tent.

“Miss daddy” Morgan said as she wiped her tears.

“Oh princess I know you do but I can bet you now he wouldn’t want you to cry so why don’t we wipe those tears and then we can go eat some lunch how does that sound?” Peter said.

“Y/N why don’t you miss daddy?” Morgan said as she sat in Y/N’s lap.

“I do baby but that’s the thing when someone leaves us some days I won’t really think about it and some days he is all I can think about and that’s okay, you know why?” Y/N said as she held Morgan close.

“Why?” Morgan sniffed

“Because when we lose someone it’s like a huge rollercoaster you can go from being really happy to really sad and you can feel all those but you need to promise me that you won’t go through all that alone okay? If you feel sad I want you to come and find me, Peter or mum and we will help you through it okay ”

“We love you Morgan, don’t ever forget that okay” Peter said

“Love you both too” Morgan said.

It was the next night and Y/N was putting Morgan to bed whilst Pepper finished up some work. Morgan jumped into her bed and snuggled into her pillow and Y/n tucked her into her duvet.

“Goodnight Morgan, love you” Y/N said as she went to turn the light off that was on Morgan’s bedside table.

“Y/N can I ask you a question?”

“Of course” Y/N said as she sat back down

“Do you think daddy is watching us right now?”

“Of course he is and he will always be looking over you forever” Y/N said as she pressed a kiss to Morgan’s forehead. Navigating grief is hard enough for anyone especially a child but Morgan was luckily. She had the best big sister ever who would do anything for her.

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justyouraverage-simp · 2 years

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hi are you accepting request?

i am but it might take a while because i’m really busy at the moment but i will try my best <3

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interview | sebastian stan

sebastian x fem reader 🌫

y/n’s pov

summary: y/n and sebastian have been recently on the press tour together and have …. maybbeeee been crushing a little.

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i was in my dressing room trying to pick out a reasonable outfit to wear that was comfy yet flattering.

today me and sebby were doing an interview for the civil war movie which we both stared in.

im so excited yet so sad about this interview cause it is the last one of the press tour which just dims the mood a bit.

and i just loved talking about my character in the mcu, i think she’s dope as fuck.

after skimming through my clothes a thousand times i finally picked out an outfit that i thought was cute.

i put on high waisted camo jeans with a brown and white striped bralette. i as well put my hair in space buns and put on some heel boots.

i told my body guard that i was ready to go and he escorted me to the interview room.

as we were walking there i kinda started to get a bit of anxiety for some reason which i thought was weird cause i never get anxiety.

as we continued walking i could already hear sebbys laugh from the room in front of me causing me to smile over the nervousness i had.

my guard opened the door for me and i walked into the room to see seb and the interviewer.

“hiiii” i said smiling while being greeted by the interviewer.

sebby looked at me and smirked while whistling.

“oh shut up” i said giggling and sitting down in my seat next to seb.

“it’s so good to have you here ! welcome” the nice lady said.

“thank u thank u im so excited to be here” i said smiling and giggling taking a sip of my coffee.

“now this interview is gonna be 99% laughing and 1% talking cause miss giggles over here has a coffee in her hand” seb said playfully rolling his eyes.

“na na na na na don’t come at me when I’ve seen you drink 5 cups of coffee a day and been impersonating captain america for five hours straight” i said sitting up and holding my index finger in his face.

“once, one time and i was hungover” he said putting his hand on his forehead, “ok so let’s just get into the damn interview” he said laughing.

the interviewer laughed, “so we are going to get right into all the rumours right now that’s floating around the web which im sure you’ve seen” she said.

i looked at seb confused “what”

“so clearly I’ve slept too long cause i have no idea what rumours there are” seb said sitting up straight and smiling.

“well basically ever since the marvel carpet there had been dating rumours between you two after you guys walked the carpet together” she said handing me a phone with an instagram post on it.

“whatttttt” i said breaking out into laughter and handing the phone to sebastian.

“let’s see, yesterday was the ONE and ONLY marvel carpet blah blah blah and y/n was spotted walking the carpet with sebastian which sparked dating rumours, are we here for it?” he read out and just looked at me. i was laughing with my face in my hands as he started chucking trying not to laugh.

he handed the phone back to the lady and laughed with his face in his hand.

“so, is it true. because since your characters in the movie are romantically involved we would assume there would be romantic tension in person”

“maybe if this woman would let me take her on a goddamn date than maybe but as if now no we are not dating” he said shrugging his shoulders.

“oh shut up, your making the situation even more messy” i said giggling and smiling.

“wait so y/n if sebastian asked you on a date would you say yes?” the interview asked.

seb looked at me and turned his whole body to me curious of my response causing the interviewer to laugh.

“so what will it be doll”

“well i feel like finishing this interview would be more important right now” i said laughing.

“SEE!” sebby said while shrugging his shoulders.

“wait so when the interview is done will you answer his question?” the interviewer asked.

“yes” i said nodding while showing my dimples.

“pour it on then” seb said sitting forward and rubbing his hands together.

he’s such a little bugger.

“okay so since you guys are both on team cap, who was the person you were most excited to fight on team iron”

“tom, spidey definitely” seb said nodding his head.

“the fact that you didn’t even need to think about that” i said smiling.

“the kid can be a pain in the ass sometimes, "you have a metal arm?!” like yes i realized"

i looked at sebby with playful sas.

“nah don’t give me that look” he said smirking, “i have a good point”

“y/n i see you disagree with sebastian?” the interviewer said.

“yes one hundred percent, i think tom is just a full sweetheart! he wouldn’t hurt a fly!” i said.

“he gave her his juice box one time; this seems bias” sebby said looking at me.

i just rolled my eyes playfully.

“now y/n who were you most excited to fight against?”

“natasha i would say, i don’t know. i mean it was cool to see my character fight against such a badass character in the mcu, and plus it was really fun filming the fight scenes with scarlet because she’s just overall a fun person to be around” i said explaining it with my hands.

i then looked over at sebastian mocking me while moving his hands around causing the interviewer to laugh.

“are you kidding, at least im not a hater”

“it’s not hating. it’s called honesty, doll”

“if you can’t say something nice, don’t say nothin at all” i said sitting up straight.

“did you just quote thumper from bambi” sebby said looking over at me.

“did you just use all that brain power to find out that i quoted an animated bunny”

after the interview seb and i said our goodbyes to the interviewer and th-

“wait wait wait” sebby said widening his eyes, “she never answered my question”

“ah he got you” the interviewer said.

“so what will it be ms. y/l/n” he said smiling and licking his lips so causally.

“i mean he’s cute” i started making sebby start to blush, “but i think he needs to apologize to tommy tho”

“WHAT, it’s not my fault he’s a literal child” sebby said with his mouth making an o shape.

i just giggled and thanked the interviewer once again and walked through the curtains into the halls knowing the affect i left on seb.

i felt sebby on my heels trailing behind me.

“i think toms the one who should be apologizing” he said walking beside me trying to reason with me just causing me to giggle.

i just continued to go on my phone and walk to my trailer. he can be such a fucking stunner sometimes. its not that i didn’t like sebby, i mean i would love to go on a date with the hottest man on planet earth but it wouldn’t hurt to tease a bit, right?

“im practically husband material”

“in your dreams sebby” i said looking up to his tall figure.

“oh yea?” he said and then picking me up bridal style causing me to giggle.

“the hell are you doing” i said laughing uncontrollably trying to wiggle out of his grasp but his arms gripped around my petit figure.

he brought me to my trailer.

he set me down in front of the steps and i walked up them and opened the door and stood inside.

i turned around and saw sebby face to face with me causing my heart to basically burst out of my chest. just seeing his beautiful blue eyes filled with lust made me get butterflies in my stomach.

“nope” i said smiling and taking my index finger and pushing it against his chest causing him to back down.

“oh c'mon” he said waving his hands in the air.

i just laughed and shut the door.

— this sucks but it’s my first so…

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team work// sebastian stan

pairing: sebastian stan x reader (romantic), anthony mackie x reader (platonic)

warnings: sebastian stan being bullied, anthony, y/n and seb being a chaotic trio

summary: you, seb and anthony were at a panel for falcon and the winter soldier and a fan asks what it's like working with each other

"I have a question for Sebastian, what was it like working with your girlfriend and best friend" One fan asked Seb.

"Well unfortunately Chris Evans isn't in the show so I can't answer that" Sebastian said jokingly earning laughs from most of the fans and me and Anthony, him and Anthony had a love hate relationship. They would always act as if they couldn't stand being in each others company but they also couldn't spend five minutes from each other.

"That's cold Seabass, that's cold" Anthony said shaking his head at Seb.

"In all seriousness though it's been really nice I get to see Y/N a lot more now and we get to have loads of fun on set. Although sometimes I forget if it's me and Y/N dating or if it's all three of us"

"Your not wrong, he spent more time in mine and Seb's trailer than his own and then he would just randomly turn up at our house and make himself at home" I said laughing.

"In my defence you said I was welcome whenever" Mackie said pointing a finger at both of us.

"Your supposed to call first though not just show up and nearly break the door down" Seb said.

"Yeah but you love me so it's okay"

"Sure whatever helps you sleep at night Mack"

"You can't comment Sebastian" I said then looking in the direction of the fans "There was a break in filming half way through the serious for a round a week or so and me and Seb were just laying on the sofa and he was pouting so I asked of he was okay, he obviously wasn't but he told me he was. Eventually he goes to me can we go see Anthony, normally I would say yeah but he had gone back home to see his family then this man goes to me that's fine we can drive. Now bare in mind we live in New York, that's nearly a 20 hour drive or a near 3 hour flight. After I told him this he moped for the rest of the day. This was after them being apart for one day" I said as the fans laughed but Seb began to go a little bit red and Anthony was laughing at him.

"Did you miss me that much Seabass?" Anthony said mockingly wrapping his arms

"No, you need to stop lying to these poor people. They paid money to be here to listen to truth not these lies you are telling women" Seb said as he pointed his finger at me and pushing Mackie's arms off him.

After a few more questions from fans one asked, "this question is for all of you, um, was there ever any prank wars on set and who was against who?"

"I like that question and the answer is absolutely" I said "It was more of a free for all, I don't think were any teams really"

"Again with the lies Y/N honestly I can see your nose growing from here" Seb said shaking his head at me. "I can tell you now that these two are evil, she acts all innocent but she is fair from it trust me and this man is just as bad. Me and Y/N shared a trailer so I managed to escape being pranked there but that didn't mean I was untouchable did it?" Seb said as he looked at me and who were giggling to each other knowing where this was going.

"Obviously I don't have a metal arm, wish I did but I'm just not that cool so to create the look of the black and gold arm I wore a rubber sleeve that would go over my real one. I went to put it on one day and it was heavier than usual but I just assumed it was just the material they had used because one of the special effects creators had told me they had made a newer one to see if it would look better, but when I put my hand in the fingers and pulling it on my arm it was ridiculously cold and there was a strange liquid, I pulled my arm back out and there was pink putty in my sleeve. I had tried to pull it off my skin but it was the cheaper version that's really sticky and just doesn't come off. So my arm was bright pink until I went back to the trailer and washed it off and don't worry I got them back. Y/N is 100% always the distraction and Mack is the executor because she exploits the fact that I love hearing her talk about her day"

"That my dear Seabass is called teamwork" Me and Anthony said as we high-fived and the fans laughed.

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Thirty Reasons I Love You (t.h)

summary: tom struggles to find a meaningful gift for your birthday

fluff, established relationship, small mentions of NSFW gifts, boyfriend!tom

✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ:✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ:

When it came to your birthday, Tom was stuck. It wasn't like he couldn't afford to buy you a luxury gift, clearly. His problem lay in finding you a meaningful gift. In past years, he'd usually resorted to a nice necklace with an extraordinarily high price tag, along with a large bouquet of flowers and a box of fancy chocolates. You always appreciated his gifts with a grin and a kiss, but never without the reminder that it wasn't necessary. You'd be just as happy with a handwritten card and a chocolate bar from the store. Tom usually rolled his eyes with the explanation that he just wanted to spoil you, but this year he was determined to listen.

His plan begun by dragging Harry and Harrison any number of luxury gift stores, pulling his beanie lower over his curls when he was met by paps who might spoil where he was shopping for you.

"Mate seriously, she'll like anything you get her." sighed Harry, scuffing his shoes along the floor as he trailed after Tom.

"Yeah, why don't you just get her this?" asked Harrison, pointing to the nearest gift on display, a floral patterned box boasting a large collection of moisturizers and expensive hair products.

Tom glanced at it, sighing in defeat.

"It just doesn't scream Y/N, you know?"

"I know what screamed Y/N too many times last night for me to get any sleep." muttered Harry as he flopped down onto a sofa, wincing at how uncomfortable it was.

Harrison nudged him, knowing teasing Tom wouldn't get them home anytime quicker.

"What if you made her something?" he suggested.

Tom quirked one eyebrow.

"Like what?"

"Uhmm," Harrison panicked, not expecting Tom to even allow him to elaborate. "A drawing? Something that tells her how much you love her."

Tom scoffed lightly, before blinking as he fully took in what Harrison was saying and the skeleton of an idea began to form.

"Right you divs, let's get out of here." he said, yanking Harry up who cheered.

"We've got to go to the craft store." he grinned, causing Harry to simply flop onto the floor in despair.

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"Open Tom's next." suggested Tuwaine, picking up the flat gift and handing it over. The group had retired to the conservatory in the late afternoon to eat cake and watch you open your gifts. You'd already received gifts in a varying range of stupid, funny and dirty from the boys and only Tom's gift was left.

You wiggled your eyes at him as you shook it gently, trying to decipher what could be inside. As you flipped it over and began to slip your nail underneath the tape, Tom suddenly reached out to grasp your wrist.

"Wait!" he yelled and you blinked in surprise. "Can you- can we- can you open this one in our room?" he asked, receiving hoots and wolf-whistles from the boys.

"It's a sexy gift!" cheered Harrison. "Good for you Tom, I didn't think you had the balls for it."

Tom rolled his eyes.

"I have the- nevermind. Love?" he guided you to stand up, bringing you inside and leading you down the hallway.

"Is everything alright?" you asked, sitting down on your side of the bed with Tom next to you.

"Yeah," he said uncertainly. "I just didn't want you to open it around all them in case you hate it."

Intrigued, you peeled the tape off and slid off the thick wrapping paper, gasping when around thirty small cards fell out, spreading over your and Tom's laps.

"Shit, sorry" you said as Tom chuckled, picking the cards up and depositing them back in your hands. He didn't say anything, only watching your face intensely as he tried to gage your reaction.

You picked up the first card, tracing a finger over the wobbly words written in bright shades of glitter glue.

Thirty Reasons I Love You

You slid the card to the back, inspecting the next one on the pile

You always watch Love Island with me even though you say you despise it.

You giggle, moving onto the next card.

You look sexy even when you're doing the dishes or washing your hair.

You always listen to my problems and know when to help me find a solution and when to just let me rant.

You come to golf with me and the boys even though I know it's not your thing.

You always tell me how proud you are when we go to a premiere of a movie I'm in.

You're the best cuddler and always hold me if I wake up in the night and can't get back to sleep.

You look after me and I trust you with my life.

You're my best friend.

"Tom," you say quietly, sniffling.

"Do you like it?" he asks worriedly. "I can get you something else too if you want. We could go shopping, or-"

"Tom." you interrupt him, placing a finger over his lips. "I love it," you whisper. "This is the sweetest thing anyone's ever given me."

Tom blushes as he pulls you closer, pressing his lips to yours softly and tracing the outline of your cheek with his hand.

After a minute you pull away, hearing the boys getting rowdy outside as they waited for you to return.

"We'd better get back," you whisper, resting your head on his shoulder.

Tom nods, rising to his feet and offering you a hand to pull yourself up.

"Thank you for the gift, baby. I'll keep it forever." you say into his ear as he wraps an arm around your shoulders leading you out of the room. He presses his lips to your forehead, squeezing you into his warmth.

"Happy birthday, baby."

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