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ellethespaceunicorn-masterlist · 8 months

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🎧Elle the Space Unicorn's Masterlist🎧

Reader inserts will have no descriptors, OFCs will be black and plus-sized(unless otherwise stated). I love being able to give girls/femmes who look like me the chance to romance some of their faves.

🎧Bless my current muse...🎧

I love to write fanfiction. Right now, my main muse is Henry Cavill. But I also like some Chris Evans and Sebastian Stan characters (see below who I will write for - send prompts or requests to @ellethespaceunicorn HERE).

Masterlist is under the Cut...

Bright Like The Moon (ongoing)

Love, Napoleon (ongoing)

Scrapbook (finished)

Daddy Knows Best (possibly on hiatus)

Don't Take My Sunshine Away (possibly on hiatus)

Touch and Go (possibly ongoing)

The Howling in Claw Creek Forest (ongoing)

What Are You Doing, StepBro?

Rating: Explicit

Pairing: Humphrey x Stepsister!Reader

Summary: You and Humphrey don’t have the best start, but before long you will reach an arrangement.

Hold Me Til I Scream For Air To Breathe

Rating: Explicit

Pairing: Sub!Clark Kent x Domme!Reader

Summary: Clark needs to give over to his submissive urges, specifically he yearns to be tied up and owned.

I Want a Little Sugar in My Bowl

Rating: Explicit

Pairing: Napoleon Solo x Reader

Summary: Napoleon wines and dines.

Make That Kitty Purr {DARK FIC}

Rating: Explicit

Pairing: Mike x Reader, August Walker x Reader

Fandom: Hellraiser: Hellworld x Mission: Impossible - Fallout, Crossover AU

Summary: Uncle August doesn’t give a shit that you’re Mike’s girlfriend.

Make That Kitty Purr [Director's Cut] {DARKER FIC}

Rating: Explicit

Pairing: Mike x Reader, August Walker x Reader

Fandom: Hellraiser: Hellworld x Mission: Impossible - Fallout, Crossover AU

Summary: Uncle August doesn’t give a shit that you’re Mike’s girlfriend. This is the darker pre-edited version.

Some Things You Just Can’t Refuse

Rating: Explicit

Pairing: Dom!Clark Kent x Sub!Reader

Summary: A collection of first times with Clark Kent, and one last time.

Happy Birthday, Cupcake

Rating: General

Pairing: Clark Kent x PlusSize!Reader

Summary: Clark surprises you for your birthday.

Treat Me Like A Slut

Rating: Explicit

Pairing: August Walker x Reader

Summary: August has had enough of your antics, and you’re going to pay for it.

Sometimes The Silence Guides A Mind

Rating: Explicit

Pairing: Sherlock Holmes x Reader

Summary: As you were getting close to Sherlock, he stops visiting. You pop over to Baker Street and share an eye-opening moment.

Don't Take Your Eyes Off It

Rating: Explicit

Pairing: Sugar Daddy!Steve Rogers x Black!Fem!Reader

Summary: It’s Valentine’s Day, and you have a surprise for Steve!

Fifteen Minutes

Character: Walter Marshall x Unnamed Black!OFC

Rating: Explicit

Summary: What Walter does with 15 minutes of his time.

There Is A Light That Never Goes Out

Pairing: Syverson x Reader

Rating: Mature

Summary: When an unexpected pregnancy rocks your already uncertain world, you decide the best option is to run. Apocalypse AU.

Pretty As A Picture

Pairing: Lloyd Hansen x F!Reader

Rating: Explicit

Summary: What started as a hobby day in the park turns into Lloyd Hansen showing you why taking photos of strangers is a bad idea.

Something Old, Something New

Rating: Explicit

Pairing: Nick Fowler x Reader

Summary: Your childhood best friend invites you to your old vacation spot for her wedding, and you have been catching up with your first crush: her recently divorced big brother Nick.

Oxytocin

Rating: Explicit

Pairing: Ransom Drysdale x Older!Black!Fem!OFC

Summary: At a New Year's Eve party, Ransom Drysdale's life is forever changed by a chance meeting with Ivy Kensington.

My Little Strawberry

Pairing: Syverson x Black!Reader (Peaches)

Rating: Mature

Summary: A follow-up to Shape Up. Sy has a conversation with his baby girl while she’s still in your stomach.

Doing Something Unholy

Rating: Explicit

Pairing: Charles Brandon x Reader

Summary: This is a prompt fill for some teasing of Charles Brandon and then him taking over.

Praise You

Rating: General, pure fluff

Pairing: Clark Kent x Insecure PlusSize!Reader

Summary: Clark Kent loves everything about you, especially what you think are your flaws.

Get My Pretty Name Outta Your Mouth

Rating: Explicit

Pairing: Walter Marshall x Reader

Summary: You hate everything about Detective Walter Marshall. He feels the same about you. Now, kiss!

Shape-Up

Rating: Explicit

Pairing: Cpt Syverson x Black!Reader (Peaches)

Summary: Syverson and his girl, Peaches, try and trim his beard without causing a ruckus. Spoiler alert: they fail.

Follow-up to Shape-Up: My Little Strawberry

The Paganini Problem

Rating: Mature

Pairing: Sherlock Holmes x Wife!Reader

Summary: Being Sherlock’s wife proves to be difficult when a case stumps him.

Power Play: After Hours

Rating: Explicit

Pairing: Lloyd Hansen x Assistant!Black!Reader

Summary: What happens when Lloyd sees you, his assistant, in something other than what you usually wear? Well, you should be worried about what he does when he sees you.

No Good Deeds

Rating: Explicit

Pairing: Landlord!Ari Levinson x Reader

Summary: Moving out on your own is challenging, but your landlord, Mr. Levinson is kind and helpful. But he may want more from you than your tenancy.

Executive Temptation

Rating: Explicit

Pairing: CEO!August Walker x Employee!Reader

Summary: You’ve caught the eye of CEO August Walker. What happens when he asks you to go to his private office?

Walter Marshall - Hobbies

Lloyd Hansen - Family, Quirks/Hobbies, Sleep

Lloyd Hansen - What happens when reader starts dressing to match lloyd?

Walter Marshall (Night Hunter)

Geralt of Rivia (The Witcher)

Clark Kent (Man of Steel, BvS, Justice League)

Humphrey (Stardust)

Charles Brandon (The Tudors)

Mike (Hellraiser: Hellworld)

Napoleon Solo (The Man from U.N.C.L.E.)

August Walker (Mission: Impossible - Fallout)

Will Shaw (The Cold Light of Day)

Sherlock Holmes (Enola Holmes films)

Captain Syverson (Sand Castle)

Evan Marshall (Blood Creek)

Melot (Tristan and Isolde)

Thomas Apreas (Hotel Laguna)

Chas Quilter (The Inspector Lyndley Mysteries)

Stephen Colley (I Capture the Castle)

I DO NOT WRITE RPF FOR HENRY

Lloyd Hansen (The Gray Man)

Andy Barber (Defending Jacob)

Ransom Drysdale (Knives Out)

Steve Rogers (Avengers films)

Curtis Everett (Snowpiercer)

Ari Levinson (The Red Sea Diving Resort)

Nick Gant (PUSH)

Jake Jensen (The Losers)

Frank Adler (Gifted)

I DO NOT WRITE RPF FOR CHRIS

Bucky Barnes (Marvel)

Charles Blackwood (We Have Always Lived in the Castle)

Steve Kemp (Fresh)

Max (Sharper)

Nick Fowler (The 355)

Lee Bodecker (The Devill All The Time)

Chris (Destroyer)

Justin Capshaw (Law & Order)

I DO NOT WRITE RPF FOR SEBASTIAN

Let me know if you wanna be added and for what plz, so far only these categories 😁 Let me know if you ever want to be removed!

General Fanfiction (Everything)

Henry Character Fanfiction

Chris Character Fanfiction

August Walker

Bright Like The Moon

Love, Napoleon!

Daddy Knows Best

Don't Take My Sunshine Away

The Howling in Claw Creek Forest

~Please DON'T ask me to tag you in a series that you've never 'liked' or 'reblogged'. It's just kind of rude. Also, don't ask for an ETA on the next chapter.~

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bbgem329 · 9 months

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Things Are Never As They Seem—Chapter Twenty Four

Pairings—Sebastian Stan x Actress!Reader, Sebastian Stan x OFC (PR relationship)

Summary

You and Sebastian Stan have been dating privately for over two years. Everything is perfect until he is coerced into a PR relationship when he signed with a new agency to advance his career. Trouble ensues…

Warnings

MINORS DNI!! 18++. Language. Angst. Fluff. Hollywood is shit. PR relationships. Spoiled brats. Mentions of bullying. Did I miss anything?

Series Masterlist

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May 12, 2021

You practically jumped, completely started, by the sound of the front door slamming. You slid your bookmark into place and leaned forward to set it on the coffee table as heavy steps stomped down the hall towards you.

You very well knew who it was and by the sound of it, they weren’t very happy.

Not at all.

There was barely any time to move your feet before your boyfriend was falling forward over the armrest, his face landing unceremoniously in your lap and his feet hanging over the edge, with a drawn out groan.

“That bud, huh?”

All you got in response was another muffled groan.

You bit your lip, biting back a laugh as your fingers weaved through his ink black hair, “Was the food good at least?”

“Mhmm.”

“Seb.” You rolled your eyes a little, huffing out a little chuckle. “I can’t read your mind. You’re gonna have to give me more than that.”

He lifted his head, “Just give me a minute. Let me lay here for a second and enjoy this.”

You laughed openly this time, fingers continuing their work on his scalp. “Fine. Only a minute though.”

He’d just come from having lunch with Catalina and of course it was a whole, big ordeal. His team hired a group of girls to take a few pictures of them from a few tables over and post them on twitter. The random sightings tended to do better and look more believable than a pap walk.

They really couldn’t seem to fake it or make it look even remotely real when it came to staged photos.

And by they—you meant Sebastian.

It was best to keep it blurry and somewhat candid.

And only one instead of the fifty a walk would produce.

It would save everyone involved a headache worth of embarrassment.

So he’d been required to sit through an entire meal with her. You couldn’t imagine that was very fun, especially not since she was more than a little pissed at him for attending your premiere.

The last two days had been filled with nothing but damage control for Sebastian and his team. Not only had fans absolutely freaked out (in the best way) over his surprise appearance on the carpet but now there were even more rumors flying about your relationship with him after a few leaked photos.

The photos weren’t anything too crazy.

You’d simply posed for a few shots together, some alone and some with a couple other friends, and they’d caught a shared smile. It wasn’t anything intimate—you weren’t kissing or even being overly touchy but you had to admit the way he was looking at you in a few of the pictures…

Let's just say Catalina wasn’t happy.

Not at all.

And fans definitely were on the ball with some of the rumors floating around.

You had no idea his fans would ship you together that hard but it was all they were talking about.

Hence the absolute need for damage control.

They had lunch today. Sebastian commented on another one of her black and white photos yesterday. And you were sure there would be more tomorrow.

“I’m just so tired of this shit.”

You chewed on your lip, watching him closely as he rolled over, finally ready to talked apparently.

“She’s so annoying.” He jutted his bottom lip out in an exaggerated pout, “Being alone with her is the absolute worst.”

You offered him a sympathetic smile, combing his hair back from his face, “I know.”

“I got quite the lecture today.”

You frowned, eyebrows furrowing, “From her?”

He shook his head, reaching out to grab your free hand in his, pulling it to his lips to kiss your knuckles, “Well, she bitched the entire meal but I meant my team.”

You rolled your eyes, “What now?”

It was the same conversations over and over.

You understand they were in a bind when it came to Catalina. They were just doing their jobs, trying to make everyone happy and appease the spoiled brat at the same time. You can’t imagine it was an easy feat but they didn’t have to always lay into Sebastian.

They didn’t need to always demand he give something up.

Compromise went both ways.

You were sick and tired of Catalina getting her way.

His eyes scanned over your face for a moment, hesitating, “She’s making more demands.”

That didn’t really answer your question and you definitely didn’t like the sound of that.

You shifted uneasily, chest growing tighter with each breath, “Like what?”

He pursed his lips, so much guilt and remorse swirling in those cerulean eyes it made you feel sick. The way he was dragging it out, obviously reluctant to tell you made you anxious beyond words.

You knew whatever it was, you weren’t going to like it. Not one bit.

“Just spit it out.” You snapped, louder than you intended to.

“She is demanding more time here. A few times a week.”

You inhaled sharply, your heart felt like it was trying to claw its way up your throat.

Sebastian sat up, turning to face you on his knees so he could take your face in his hands, “I’m trying to work something out. I’m so sorry.”

Of course.

Of fucking course she was using this to her advantage. She’d been patiently waiting for something to dangle over his head—some sort of leverage to get back into your space and back under your skin.

You shook your head. More to yourself than anyone else.

Catalina was going to stop at nothing to make your life a living hell for the duration of this contract.

The thought of her remaining under the same roof, even if just for a few nights, made you feel physically ill. You already had bile crawling up your throat from just the idea alone, you can’t even begin to imagine what kind of shape you would be in when she was actually here.

“Baby.”

You blinked, eyes finally focusing on the man before you.

Why were you so panicked? Why did you allow her to have this much of an affect on you—this much power over you and your emotions?

Sebastian called your name, voice soft and low, “I’m trying to work it out. There is a lot of discussion and I won’t go down on this without a fight.”

“Sebastian.”

“I know.” He dipped forward to press a kiss to your forehead while simultaneously pulling you into his chest, “I know. I’m so sorry. I should’ve listened to you about the premiere. I should’ve been more careful and kept my distance–”

“Seb.”

“But I don’t regret it, sweetheart.” He ignored you, rambling as he combed his fingers through your hair and held you against him, “I’m so fucking thankful I got to be part of that for you. That I got to stand by your side and pose with you… I’ve always wanted that—Always wanted you right by my side, holding my hand at premieres and…” He paused, pressing a quick kiss to your head, “And I love that my fans ship us. This is going to make things so much easier when we decide to go public–”

You smiled, wrapping your arms tighter around his torso and burrowing your face against his rapidly beating heart. There was no interrupting this rambling rampage so you might as well buckle up for the ride and enjoy while you can.

“They love us, baby.” You could practically hear the smile in his voice. “They’ve been leaving comments all over social media about how perfect we’d be together and there is massive speculation about us dating in secret. It’s kinda insane. But I love it”

As much as you loathe to admit, you felt the same way.

Honestly, the love and support around your relationship was thrilling and it made you feel like you’d stuck it to her in a way. Like you’d won this round of whatever game she had started between the two of you.

You didn’t even have to try and his fans liked you better. They would always like you better.

You were better.

At acting. At relationships. At being a good person.

It wasn’t necessarily good thinking. You didn’t want to be that person—you hated that she brought out this side of you. It wasn’t nice and it brought you down to her level in the worst way.

“I’m happy that they seem to accept our relationship…”

“But…?” Sebastian added, tilting his head to the side with a raised brow.

“But I don’t want to tick her off anymore.” You sighed softly, “I don’t want her coming after us even more than she already is.”

He nodded thoughtfully, his thumb brushing over your cheek, “I know.”

You let out a heavy sigh, shifting closer to him and wrapping your arms over his shoulders, “I just wish this was over already.”

“Me too.” He mumbled, pressing his face into the top of your head as weaved his arms around you, pulling you into his lap as he sat back, “I’m sorry. I’m really trying to keep the peace—to keep her away from you.”

“It’s not your fault.” You said softly, voice a little muffled by his shirt. “We will do what we have to do to finish this and get it over with. I can suck it up for a little bit.”

He was quiet for a moment, fingers stroking through your hair, “They said if she were to stay here a couple times a week, they would have a couple other people stay with us so we wouldn’t have to be alone with her.”

“Okay.” Was all you could respond with–all you could offer at the moment.

“Okay?” He squinted at you, “Just okay?”

You didn’t necessarily want this but if it made things easier on him, you would do it.

You would put up with her for the next seven months.

Until the end.

You nodded, “Yes. Okay.”

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May 16, 2021

Focus on the page.

Words.

Read the fucking words.

“You’ve read the page like fifty times now.”

Your head snapped up to Sebastian sitting on a couch across from you, a glare already hardened across your face.

“I thought you liked that book.”

Before you could respond the timer you’d set on your phone went off.

You let out a huff, setting the book aside to remove the ice from your ankle but he beat you too. Placing it on the other end of the table before gently stapping your foot back in the walking boot.

“Thank you.” You smiled softly, “And you’re the one distracting me from my book. You and that damn drum stick.”

He threw his head back with a laugh, the sound making your belly flutter.

“I’m just trying to practice.” He breathed out, still laughing a little, “I am trying to take a cool video and post it.”

“What do you mean you need practice?” You giggled, waving a hand at him, “You’ve nailed it. It’s so distracting!”

He smirked, “Why?”

And then he started twirling the damn stick between his fingers again.

Effortlessly too, you might add.

“You know why.” You huffed, crossing your arms over your chest.

“I don’t actually.”

You didn’t think it was possible for him to smirk any harder but you were wrong and his lips corked even higher in the corners.

You were going to punch that stupid, sexy smirk right off his face.

You felt your cheeks flame a little as you continued to watch him, his eyes growing hooded and tongue slipping out to skim his bottom lip in a very, very suggestive manner.

He knew what he was doing to you. He knew a little too well.

You snatched a pillow off the couch beside you and launched it full force at him. “Oh, fuck off.” You laughed, “You damn well know you’re hot and that you’re good with your fingers.”

“Oh, I know I’m good with my fingers, sweetheart.” He chuckled darkly, “The way you were moaning my name last night supports that–”

That earned him another pillow to the face, unfortunately he caught it before it made impact this time and threw it right back at you.

“I told you to never bring that up again.” You leaned forward to burrow your face in the pillow, hiding the red creeping over your cheeks.

You’d gotten a little loud last night and by a little, you meant Eli had literally banged on the door, hollering at you both to quiet down and then Sebastian had woken to a text from his manager stating that Catalina had complained about it too.

You were embarrassed.

Sebastian was smug.

And you’d been hiding out in the bedroom for most of the day.

Mostly to avoid Eli and Molly, you really couldn’t give a fuck about Catalina.

In fact, maybe it would help get through her thick head that Sebastian wasn’t interested and he was with you.

“Baby.” He rose from his seat and walked around the coffee table before crouching down in front of you, taking your face in his hands, “I promise you Eli doesn’t care. He hasn’t even said a word to me since.”

You jutted your bottom lip out in a pout, “That’s almost worse.”

He laughed, leaning forward to press a kiss to your pouty lips. “I promise everything is fine. Everyone in this house knows we have sex.”

“If they didn’t before, they do now.”

He laughed again, brushing his thumb over your cheek, “But wasn’t it worth it?”

You couldn’t stop the smile that tugged at the corner of your lips even if you tried, “Maybe.”

Sebastian grinned, all smug and sexy, “It definitely was.”

“Mhmm.” You leaned forward, brushing your nose against his.

“Admit it.” He whispered, cupping the back of your head, “Admit it was worth it.”

Your lips barely skimmed his, teasingly, “It was worth it”

He gripped the back of your head and finally connected your lips to his in a hard, desperate kiss. One you reciprocated wholeheartedly, arching up into him as your arms wrapped over his shoulders. Before you even knew what was happening he was pulling you up and tugging your legs around his waist. You clung to him as he plopped back on the couch with you in his lap and deepened the kiss by slipping his tongue into your mouth.

You openly moaned when his tongue tangled with yours and his hands slid down to cup your ass, kneading the flesh through your thin cotton shorts.

Your fingers tangled in his hair and you shifted your hips forward, grinding yourself against the growing bulge at the apex of your thighs, “Sebastia–”

The door swung open, smacking loudly against the wall.

You scrambled off Sebastian’s lap, fumbling with your hair and tucking your breast back into your tank top.

You shook your head to yourself, you hadn’t even realized that had fallen out.

“Sebbbyyyy.”

Your heart dropped into you gut as you looked up to find Catalina stomping toward you.

“What the actual fuck.” Sebastian hissed, rising from the couch, his hands held out on either side of him, “You can’t just barge in here. Have you ever heard of knocking?”

Catalina shrugged, completely ignoring your presence, her eyes immediately zeroing in on the obvious bulge in his black shorts, “I texted you I was coming in.”

He followed her line of sight, immediately reaching up to snatch the pillow off the couch and hold it over his crotch, “That’s not how it fucking works. Get the fuck out, dude.”

She crossed her arms over her chest, “I’m not a dude.”

“Oh my God.” He huffed, pinching the bridge of his nose as he looked up at the ceiling, his eyes clenched shut, “What the fuck do you want?”

You pulled your legs up to your chest and then pulled the blanket over your shoulders, suddenly feeling very exposed and raw.

This was one of your new problems since she’d started staying here. Catalina didn’t know or understand the term boundaries.

Or she just didn’t give a flying fuck about respecting them.

You were sure it was the latter.

“Two things,” She plopped down on the couch across from you, making herself at home, “When are you going to post your video? They said I could comment on it.” She leaned forward, stealing a strawberry from your bowl of fruit and you had to resist smacking her hand away and maybe her plastic face too, “And why aren’t you going to award thing tonight? Everyone is talking about how your friend Andew is going.” She crossed her arms over her chest, “Why are we not going, Sebby?”

“His name is Anthony.” You spoke up, tone harsher than you intended it to be, “Not Andrew.”

Finally she looked at you for the first time since rudely barging into your room and if looks could kill there was no doubt you’d be six feet under, “Was I asking you? No.”

“Do not speak to her like that.” Sebastian snapped, he took a hold of her elbow and gently pulled her from the couch, “You need to leave. They way you barged in here was inappropriate and if it happens again, you won’t be allowed to stay here any longer.”

“That doesn’t answer my question.” She whined, yanking her arm from his hold and crossing her arms over her chest with a dramatic stomp of her foot. “I’m not leaving until you answer.”

You watched with a baited breath as Sebastian stormed over, grabbing his phone from the coffee table. He typed at the screen, his frustration evident in the clench of jaw. “There.” He tossed the phone back on the couch, took her elbow again, guiding her towards the door, “I posted the fucking video, go comment to your hearts content.”

“But what about the award–”

“We don’t do red carpet events, Catalina.” He grit out through clenched teeth, “It’s in the contract. So even if I went, you wouldn’t have gone with me anyways.” He paused, breathing heavily, “You will not attend any events with me, ever.”

You’re sure he didn’t mean it as harshly as it had come out. Or maybe he did.

She needed harsh if you were being honest. She really couldn’t take no for an answer and needed it spelled out for her more times than not.

“It’s good press.” She hissed, stopping at the door, “For both of us.”

“No, it’s not.” He gave her a gentle push into the hallway, holding the door so she couldn’t slop back in, “And I have an early shooting tomorrow and didn’t feel like going, not that I owe you any explanation. You don’t get to be a part of my life, Catalina. I do the stunts and show up when I’m needed. I’ve told you I don’t want to interact outside of that and you need to respect that decision. If you need something or have questions, go through my team.”

With that he slammed the door shut in her face and locked it.

“You okay?” You asked softly as he approached.

He fell back on the couch beside you with a heavy sigh, “Are you?”

You shifted, crawling into his lap, “I’m okay.”

“I’m sorry.” He whispered, reaching up to run his knuckles across your cheek, no doubt noticing the unnatural flush there, “I should’ve locked the door. I didn’t think she’d do that.”

You shook your head, “It’s not your fault.”

“This is going to be a long summer, isn’t it?”

You chuckled a little, wrapping your arms around his neck and sliding back in the position you were in before you were rudely interrupted, “Probably but at least we have each other.”

“Mmmm.” His nose brushed against yours, breath hot on your lips, “Should we talk about his more?”

You nodded a little, eyes fluttering as his hands found home on your ass, “Maybe later.”

“Okay.”

He crushed your lips to his and you picked up right where you left off.

Everything Catalina could wait.

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midnightswithdearkatytspb · 1 year

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MidnightsWithDearKatyTSPB's Masterlist 03/02/2023

Peaky Blinders

Series:

In This Heart >> Tommy Shelby x OFC!Estella Holland - Summary: Two souls, forever bound in the multiverse.

Ted Lasso (Coming Soon...)

Drabbles:

I'm Falling Too (coming soon)

Chris Evans

One-Shots:

Never Just A Kill >> Chris Evans x Teacher!Reader - Summary: Chris really just wants a kiss but honestly the reader knows better, a kiss is never just a kiss.

His Favorite Day >> Chris Evans x Reader - Summary: Chris’s favorite day of the year is your birthday.

Steve Rogers

One-Shots:

Can I Have This Dance? >> Steve Rogers x Reader - Summary: 4 times the reader asked Steve to dance with her and one time Steve her.

You've Been Everything >> Steve Rogers x OFC!Orchid Black - Summary: They haven’t shared a bed in months, the snap has changed them both. There is no one to blame.

Blurbs:

I'll Stand By You >> Steve Rogers x Reader - Summary: Steve Rogers will never leave you, no matter how dark your past is.

Series:

It Takes A Village >> Steve Rogers x Reader - Summary: The saying "it takes a village to raise a child," never rang more true. (coming soon.../TBA)

Bucky Barnes

One-Shots:

Take On Me >> MusicProducer!Bucky Barnes x Female!Reader - Summary: Reader gets asked what is the most romantic thing she could dream of Bucky doing for them, Bucky pulls out all the stops with the help of their friends.

Maybe 107 It's So Bad >> Bucky Barnes x Reader - Summary: It’s Bucky’s birthday and the gangs all here to throw him a party but the thing is he’s just not that into it. That is till the reader gives him his birthday gift.

I Hear A Symphony >> Bucky Barnes x Mutant!Reader - REQUESTED -- Summary: Reader plays an important song to her for Bucky.

Everything's Gonna Be Alright >> Bucky Barnes x OFC!Stark - Summary: Bruce snaps everyone back into existence and Thanos is gone. 5 years have passed and many things have changed for Remedy Stark, she’s an older sister, her dads gotten married to her mother figure and she isn’t sure where she fits in it all.

Drabbles:

Oven Mitts >> Mafia!Bucky x Reader — Summary: Bucky just wanted to surprise his wife with a cooked meal for being amazing.

Series:

The Spark >> CountryMusicStar!Bucky Barnes x CountryMusicStar!OFC Sparrow Lake — Summary: What do you do when the man who holds your career comes to you with an ultimatum that not only affects you but the lives around you? That is what is happening for Sparrow Lake, she thought she would start 2020 with just her close friends and family, but when Tony Stark shows up at her family’s Smokey Mountain home with fellow country star Bucky Barnes and their manager, that was not going to happen. (To Be Rewritten...)

Sebastian Stan

Better Than This (Sebastian Stan x Muscian!Reader [Mini-Series/Hiatus]

Better Than This: The Precipice [1/?] » Sebastian Stan x Reader - Drabble — Summary: Sebastian wakes to find his girlfriend missing in bed and hears music; he knows she playing music, but the story it’s telling is a sad one.

Better Than This: Another Day in Paradise [2/?] » Sebastian Stan x Reader - Drabble — Summary: Y/N, with the help of Mary, throws Sebastian a wonderful birthday Italian feast. After everyone has gone home with the assurance of Mary, he decides to just tell Y/N how much she means to him.

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Name of fic: bad idea right? Pairings: Jeremy Renner x OFC (Simone), Anthony Mackie x OFC (Simone - brother/sister relationship), Sebastian Stan/Anthony Mackie. Plot summary: Her half-brother Anthony invited Simone to an afterparty where some famous people go to have a blast of a party. But it feels like the more time she spends at the party, the more she wants to go home with Jeremy… it’s a bad idea, right? Fic inspired by: The song “bad idea right?” by Olivia Rodrigo. Author’s note: I’m not gonna keep saying “half-brother”, so if it says brother then you know what I mean. And don’t worry Simone is 22, so she’s old enough.

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Simone’s POV

Halloween. 2023.

My black curly hair was up in a ponytail as I wore a loose, revealing black dress, see-through grey tights, really long, black leather boots and cat ears and tail – with black makeup on my face to show a cute little nose and whiskers, and of course fangs – I walked into the undisclosed location of an afterparty somewhere in Los Angeles. I was Anthony Mackie’s plus-one, and I was his half-sister, surprisingly.

“Simi!” And that was his annoying voice. I was joking of course. I could see he was dressed as zombie Falcon – a very unoriginal idea if you ask me. But I noticed him talking to Sebastian Stan – who was Cowboy Ken – and someone else; I waved at him as I walked over to the group and as I got closer to them, I realised who the third person was.

No fuckin’ way.

“Jeremy?” I exclaimed out loud as I recognised the dimples in Renner’s face when he smiled. Yes, I didn’t acknowledge Anthony or Sebastian that much, but can you blame me? I haven’t seen Jeremy since I did some voice work for his film, Arctic Dogs.

I was trying to figure out what Jeremy was wearing exactly. Was he like a vampire? Or some kind of Joker? I could see some kind of temporary hair dye in his hair.

“Hey, Simone!” I heard him excitedly say back to me, and I then felt him hug me and softly kiss my cheek. I tried not to freak out as I heard snickering from my brother’s mouth. Jeremy had a confusing look on his face as we both pulled away.

I gave Anthony a look, tilting my head with a look as I glared at him. “Anthony Dwane Mackie. Don’t you fuckin’ snigger at me.” “What? I-I was not sniggering at all!” Anthony said, looking like I offended him in some way and a hand on his chest, gasping out loud, to which Sebastian playfully slapped his ‘friend’s’ arm. “Anyways, are you dressed as a sexy cat?” “Mh-hm. A sexy vampire cat, to be more exact.” I explained to them, showing off the bite mark that was on my neck and the fangs of course, which made Sebastian have a confused look on his face. “I didn’t know cats could be vampires…” “It’s called using your imagination, Sebastian,” Anthony remarked. “Well, I think it looks good on you, Simone.”

I heard Jeremy complimenting me and I tried not to blush at his words.

“And what are you supposed to be, Mackie? Because going as your own character is so predictable for you.” Jeremy then asked Mackie.

I just nodded at what Jeremy just said, his laughter was quite loud. I could hear him trying to get his words out, his drink going down the wrong way.

“I’m sorry, but that costume is so unoriginal!” “Oh, so going as a sexy vampire is any better?” As Anthony said that, Jeremy had a confused look on his face. ‘Was he not a vampire?’ I thought to myself. As he showed my brother that he didn’t have any fake fangs in his mouth, it was clear that he wasn’t dressed as a vampire.

“Does this look like I’m a vampire?” “Not really mate,” Sebastian said casually, with a shrug of his shoulders. “What are you supposed to be exactly?” “I’m supposed to be Lucifer. From the show? Hence the suit and the slight red hair dye….” Jeremy tried to explain to Anthony, Sebastian and myself, but the Falcon and Winter Soldier duo couldn’t see it. They then started to complain about where his horns and wings were.

But I was digging the costume. It did look like he was blooded up and the suit was teared up. He looked quite hot like that.

“Doesn’t Lucifer have horns or, at least wings?” Anthony asked him. “Well yes, but even though he does have them, does he show them all the time? No.” “Well, I think it’s a cool outfit idea actually,” I said out loud, but I wouldn’t expect to say the next thing that came out of my mouth. “It’s actually quite hot.” My hands went to my mouth as quick as the Flash, and my eyes noticed Anthony – again – trying so hard not to laugh out loud. Sebastian was facing away from us, so I couldn’t tell if he was sniggering.

Of course, I was too scared to see Jeremy’s reaction.

Little did I know that he was smirking at my unique choice of words.

“Ooh, they’re doing karaoke!” I exhaled as Anthony changed the subject, but I was dreading for him to ask me to sing. “Sis, you should definitely sing!” “Wait, you can sing?” That surprised Jeremy as I sighed, shrugging my shoulders. I didn’t want to sing in front of a few hundred people. That was not my thing. “Y-yeah…?” I said with slight hesitation to my voice. “Please could you sing for me?” Anthony pleaded with me.

All that I could was freeze for a moment. But it looked like Jeremy could see the nervousness in me as he placed a hand on my shoulder, which seemed to calm me down slightly.

“If she doesn’t want to sing, then she doesn’t have to,” Jeremy told Anthony with a stern look on his face. “Fine, fine… But anyway me and Sebastian are going to go up. C’mon, Seb!” “Wait what-”

I didn’t even hear Sebastian trying to get his words out or see Anthony pulling his best mate towards the karaoke machine as I was quite distracted by Jeremy himself… Which only left me and Jeremy on our own. My anxiousness rose as soon as I realised that it was only the two of us together.

I couldn’t think of anything to say to him. Other than…

“So how have you been since… y’know?” I asked him, not wanting to bring the taboo subject up. I didn’t know if it was a good thing to ask him about his well-being after his accident. But as soon as I heard him say that he was well, that lifted my spirits a little bit. “I’ve been well, I guess… how about you?” He asked me with a soft smile. “Meh. I mean, my career in both music and acting is going alright. I was in the Barbie movie-” “Oh shit yeah! You were the… daughter, right?” I just nodded as Jeremy continued to say. “I didn’t mean any of what I said about Barbie…” All I did was laugh. “Don’t worry Jeremy. I don’t take offence to any of that.” She chuckled with a slight blush on her face.

Jeremy also laughed softly, with a small smile on his face.

“That’s good. I don’t want to be mean to you.” Jeremy said to me, to which I raised an eyebrow at what he said. “What? Jay, you’ve never been mean to me… what do you mean?” I asked him with a confused look on my face. “Well, I’ve never wanted to be disrespectful or angry at you. I know how you hate grappling with emotions and people being mean to you. It makes you annoyed–” “Jeremy… what are you going on about?”

Jeremy moved closer towards me and cleared his throat.

“Well…” Jeremy was trying to get his words out, and I realised he was trying to avoid eye contact with me. Not deliberately of course, but I had a feeling why he was being like this around me. “Jeremy… is it because you like me, not as a friend, but romantically?” I asked him, with a blush on my face, hesitantly touching his arm. He looked at me with a slight chuckle coming up his throat, managing to face me again. “I guess that’s what I’m trying to say, yeah.”

I just looked at him with a bright smile, and he could see the blush on my face. I saw him move even closer towards me, and it felt like the world had stopped spinning. Did his arm accidentally touch my own?

“Do you want to get out of here, Simone? This party is a bit of a bore, right?” Jeremy asked, standing beside me and unconsciously parting his lips, clearing his throat. “You want to leave my brother and his friend here?” I retort back, noticing that Jeremy was sipping his drink and licking his lips. “Well, I think he’s doing quite well here actually,” Jeremy said as he pointed towards my brother, who was clearly flirting with Sebastian. I knew that they had a thing, but I always thought that it was a joke or something.

Anthony and Sebastian were still at the karaoke machine, singing some kind of rap/hip-hop song – to which I couldn’t figure out what the song was – and I noticed that my brother was sexually gazing at Sebastian, exploring his body. And then Sebastian was reaching out to slide his fingers down to Anthony’s hand and pulling him close.

“Okay then. We can get out of here.” I smiled at him before he took my hand and led me out of the undisclosed location of the party.

As we both got to his place – as he had a house in LA if he was visiting the city – he had some things to take into his home, so his hands were quite full as he was carrying some bags. “Do you mind getting the door? My keys are in my pocket.” Jeremy angled himself so that I could get to his pocket. I put my hand into his jeans pocket but there were no keys that I could feel.

“Uhm… darlin’, those aren’t my keys.” Jeremy awkwardly said with a slight chuckle, as he looked away. “Oh shit! Fuck, I am so sorry Jay!” A flush creeps across my cheeks, as I moved my hand out of his pocket as quickly as lightning, my ears turned red as she thought sweat was falling down my forehead. “It’s okay. They’re actually in my jacket pocket. The one closest to you.” Jeremy said with a chuckle and a smirk, as he watched me slowly putting my hand in the pocket of his suit jacket. I started to rummage my hand around it until I felt them, taking them out.

I took the bags out of his hand for him, as I wasn’t sure which way the key turned to unlock the door, so he did that whilst I waited for him to open the door. After he did, he smiled as a ‘thank you’, taking the bags out of my hands and letting me in first.

As he closed the door behind us, I watched him walk over to the kitchen and put the bags on the counter. He must’ve gone shopping earlier in the day. A lack of eye contact was definitely there for me, realising that he was walking back towards me.

“Please Simone, make yourself comfortable.” He gestured towards the couch in the room and I nodded slightly, slowly walking over towards it. As I sat down in the seat, Jeremy was simply leaning against the doorway with a smirk on his face, tilting his head like he was quite interested in me.

And I instantly knew he was DEFINITELY interested in me.

“So..?” I said with a nervous tick, a small smile grew on my face as I observed him walking over to me. Was he trying to change his posture and walk to fit the character he was dressed up as? Or was it normal? “You romantically like me then?” I asked him, to which he chuckled softly.

He then sat next to me, putting his arm around me. “Yeah, I do…” He then placed his other hand on my face, before leaning down and gently pressing his lips to mine. It made me gasp softly as our lips met, and I felt an electric charge jolt through my body. I was lost in the moment, consumed by the heat of his mouth on mine.

As we pulled away, we both shared a soft intake of breath; we looked at each other with a smile and all I could say to it was, “Wow” as I heard Jeremy chuckle softly.

“You liked that?” He asked me – my face was as red as a tomato – as I nodded slowly. I then gained the confidence to put my hands on the back of his neck, pulling his head closer towards mine. “Oh… you want another one, darlin’?” He asked me with a smile, innocently letting me take the lead on what was about to happen.

“Perhaps I want something more…” I decided to flirt with him, to which I noticed him raising an eyebrow with a smile on his face. “You sure about that?” Jeremy retorted back at me. “Jay, I’m only 22. I want you to be my first time, I’m sure of that.” I nodded at him, confessing that I hadn’t had my virginity taken from me yet, and Jeremy was going to be my first time. And he was quite surprised about that.

“Wait, y-you’re a virgin?” He asked me with a raised eyebrow. And all I did was nod nervously, biting my lip. “Simone, it’s okay. I’ll make sure your first time is… memorable.” He said to me with a smile, to which I retaliated back.

I felt his hand lifting up my chin, and his thumb rubbing my soft and delicate bottom lip. “Really?” “I’m definitely sure, Mona.” I heard him chuckle deeply.

I instantly blushed at the nickname as I felt him pull my body towards his, as close as he could, before kissing me again passionately. Of course, I kissed him back, feeling his hands on my waist and I moaned softly against his lips.

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agirlwithbigdreamsforher · 1 year

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POKER NIGHT

THE NANNY: ONE SHOT

POKER NIGHT

Pairing: Andy Barber x Annie Johnson (OFC), guess staring: Anthony Mackie and Sebastian Stan.

Summary: The guys need a 4th player for their poker night. This is placed after Annie moved in with Andy but before they started dating.

Warnings: NONE.

A/N: English is not my first language, any mistakes are my own.

Disclaimer: I do not give permission for any of my works to be copied, used, translated nor reposted anywhere else but here on this blog. Do not steal what you didn’t work for. Minors and ageless blank blogs don’t interact with me or my works. Reblogs and likes are always welcome. Thank you for reading this work of fiction.

Word count: 970

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Another Friday night at the Barber’s household. But today it was not movie night as usual, no; today it was poker night. Meaning Anthony and Seb will be home eating and drinking their weight in pizza and beer.

“Maybe I could make you some snacks. Instead of just buying pizza.” Annie said as Jake, Andy and she sat eating lunch.

“Would you do that?” Andy asked curiously.

“If you want to, I mean I can look for something on YouTube and try to do it.”

“Yeah, that will be great, thank you!”

“Good! At what time will they be here?”

Annie spend her afternoon watching a couple of videos before starting cooking. She cooked some hot chicken wings, she made a corn jalapeño cheese dip for their chips, she also made some piggy in a blanket and potato wedges. It was simple, but she hoped the guys like it. She was setting everything on the counter of the kitchen when Andy walked in.

“Are you having a party that I don’t know about?”

“Why?”

“That’s a lot of food.”

“I’ve seen you guys eating for poker night. This is more than enough. Trust me.” The doorbell rang.

“Thank you,” Andy gave a kiss on her cheek, “Let me get that.”

“I’ll be upstairs.”

Seb walked into the kitchen carrying a box of beer when she saw the food on the counter.

“Did you hired a catering for this??”

“Wow!” Mackie saw everything, “Pizza was just fine. This totally makes us look bad, and now we have to put more effort when is our turn to hold poker night.”

“Annie made it.”

“Why?” Seb asked curiously as she took a potato wedge and dip it in the corn dip and bit it. “Oh my god! Don’t answer the question, this is delicious and I’m starving! She can do this every time she wants!” He took a plate and put a bit of everything.

“How is she?” Mackie asked.

“She is better, Jake says she is an honorary Barber now.”

“Maybe, just maybe, she could be a real Barber if you asked her out and marry her.” Seb commented.

“Shut up, or I’ll kick you out.” Seb and Anthony kept putting food in his plate “Aren’t we playing?” Andy said lifting his brow.

“Yeah!” Seb said, “I’m just getting ready. And no offense but you should totally tell her how you feel.”

“How you feel?” The three of them turn around entering the kitchen wearing her oversize t-shirt and biker shorts as pajamas.

“You know honey, it’s Friday, so I’m tired.” Andy said quickly.

“Oh, ok! Hello, boys! You like the food?”

“Delicious!” Mackie said as he bite a hot wing.

“Thank you for feeding us.” Seb said.

“No problem, I’m just graving some water and I’ll be off your neck.”

“Hey, wanna play?” Mackie asked.

“Ammm I don’t know how to play and its boys’ night, I don’t want to be in the way.”

“You can learn as we play and we could really use a fourth player.” Seb said cheerfully.

“I told you to invite Neil,” Andy said, “Not that I don’t want you to play with us honey, that’s not what I mean at all.”

“Alright,” Annie said, “I guess I could play.” They walked to the table, carrying their plates and beer. While Annie served some food and took her water with her. “Are we betting real money?”

“Of course!” The three of them said at the same time.

“Alright, the red chips are worth 1 dollar, the blue ones 2 dollars, the green are 5 dollars and the black ones 10 dollars.” Mackie said as he showed her the chips, and gave her 10 reds, 10 blues, 4 greens and 5 black. “A hundred for the lady.”

“Ok!” She took her chips and put them in little piles.

“And remember if you lose, at the end of the night you have to pay.” Seb said as he shuffled the deck and Annie nodded.

Andy explained quickly the basis of poker and then they told her she could ask as they play if she had questions or doubts. Seb dealt the card to each one of them and the game began.

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It was almost midnight. Seb turned the cards on the table, two kings, a four, and ace and a queen. “Pass.” Seb said throwing his two cards to the pile of chips.

“I’m in” Andy said.

“Me too. Ok, what you got?” Anthony said looking at Annie.

“Two kings” Annie said showing her cards. “That’s poker right?” the three men groaned, “Did I won again?”

“Yes, honey.”

“Awesome! I like this game!” she took all the chips in the middle of the table.

“You said you didn’t know how to play!” Mackie said.

“I bet she knew how to play and she lied to us!” Seb said.

“I didn’t lie! You are sore losers!”

“This is all your fault! “Hey, wanna play?”” Seb said as he imitate Anthony’s voice and Andy laughed.

“Mine?! You said we needed a fourth player!”

“Can we play again?” Annie said happily looking to the three men.

“No, the game is over, we are out of money.” Andy said. “We need to pay you. Come on guys, a hundred each.” They took out their wallets and gave her 3 hundred bills.

“Always a pleasure to make business with you gentlemen!” She stood up. “Don’t forget to clean everything before you leave,” She walked out of the kitchen as they started to pick up their plates when she came back, “If you ever need a fourth player again, don’t hesitate to ask me.” She winked at them and turned around. “Good night!”

“Good night!” Andy answered, “Next time we invite Neil.” Andy whispered looking at his friends and they nodded.

#andy barber #andybarber #andy x reader #andy barber x reader #andy barber fan fic #andy barber fic #anniejohnson #andyandannie #the nanny #Defending Jacob #defendingjacob

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True, Olivia x Helena - what a great duo. Ohhh where did your friend met Sebastian, did they talk? I saw him on a motorcycle in London once, hahaha

Omg, The Interview... not this movie 😭 does your uni has any dark secrets then? 👀

Advice wasn't 3 years ago, but the time is running so fast I'm constantly confused. Like wdym it's almost the end of 2022...

Some people say "it's their money they can do what they want" well yeah, though sometimes I question if it's really THEIR money not their parents, because wtf??? But those stans must be so fucking bored to fly everywhere? So no job, no school? Tbh I would be too fucking tired, I love Ateez but no way I'm travelling around the world for two months just to see them. Same with fan signs/calls, just let it gooooo at some point. 😭 Most of those fans might not be dangerous, but you can't convince me this isn't some weird obsession 🤡 the urge to block, especially a few Hwa biased fans kshdjsysjsuskshwu, but I wanna see the man - the struggle 💔

You're right, I HATE the concealed lips trend so much

Baeksussy back at it, I won't trust you again 🔪 Wolf Girl and Black Prince is controversial, but some people love it and I'm like??? It's not even dumb, entertaining fun, it's just awful. I only bothered because the guy looked good, but his personality? TRASH. And Erica... girl, have you no shame. Brother's Conflict I- yeah remember, who allowed it?! The guys were pretty tho

I read the latest installment of Campus Affair and SJ is also giving DUMB. I CANNOT WITH HIM 😭 is there nothing behind that forehead??? Damn I need to catch up on the Harem. Tbh the character doesn't need to be black-haired, I can envision Hwa in every hair colour basically

I think BBC was shocked that someone as cheerful and nice as Chuu decided to stand up for herself. Ooooh I hope all the members can get away from that company (I think Vivi can't because she's a foreigner and would have to leave Korea </3), but not BBC denying it ofc lmao. I also hope Omega X wins their case and comes back soon.

Yes the chest, the Hwaboobs need to be covered too

I almost thought Spain x Germany would end in 0:0, hshahsiagshsha it was still a draw, but wtfffff. I could never take Neymar seriously, I know he has his moments, but I can't stand him and his shitty acting, he learnt all the tricks in Barca lmaooo 💀 this guy did a Neymar. ??? Yes, Tottenham players are doing well, can't deny it.....

I don't follow WayV's music, but I always see their questionable or loser behaviour, especially Yangyang 💀 but I felt that video actually, it happened to me

I need Soohyuk's sweater and I need Seonghwa in his sweater 🤗

I tried to find the best tier list, but all of them were missing something. My friend said she actually started making her own list a few months ago, sooooo maybe we will help her 👀 BESTIE THE HOLIDAY THAT LOW NOOOOOOO. Wait you didn't see Love, Rosie?! :o you must see it IMMEDIATELY. Here is mine

Stop because when Seonghwa dropped THE pool photos I instantly thought of that tenelka fic

WHITE HAIRED HWA IN THE JAPANESE MV LET'S GO LET'S DIE

That's what I said when they announced SuperM, no Changmin but Lookass?! Be serious 🔫

THE 2ND ONE I'M GONNA KMS!!!

I'm afraid about Seonghwa's and Mingi's hair, please please please no scissors 😭😭😭😭 and I don't wanna say goodbye to blonde Hwa either 💔💔💔💔

DO NOT SAY THAT TO ME I'M THE STEALER

Very true <3 I'm crying lol

WHAT THE FUCKKKKK. Seonghwa's a cutie though

.......... If I saw him outside my window I'd have jumped - DV 💖

hi hello!!!

True, Olivia x Helena - what a great duo. Ohhh where did your friend met Sebastian, did they talk? I saw him on a motorcycle in London once, hahaha

i need them to play like a fairy god mother vs the ‘evil fairy god other” I NEED THEM ON A DISNEY FILM !!!! they didn’t! the rush hour was too much but my friend momentarily froze bC JUST RANDOMLY?? we do not see anyone else but our canadian mascot ryan reynolds here so it was quite a surprise fhdbd AYOO??

Omg, The Interview... not this movie 😭 does your uni has any dark secrets then? 👀

LMFAOOOO YEAH THAT MOVIE 😭😭😭 seth rogan made my uni mad it was a whole fiasco fhsbshd,,, u know what i do know if they do but it is a creepy uni,, the most dark secret i know is that there’s a avocado statue in the uni garden <3 lights up as well <3 fbwndh

Advice wasn't 3 years ago, but the time is running so fast I'm constantly confused. Like wdym it's almost the end of 2022...

no bc why did november skim past so fast??? it was oct 31st like yesterday and now it’s snowing and dec 1st???? wHAAAT??? time is a simulation

NO BC EVEN IF IT IS THEIR MONEY,,, don’t u get bored seeing the same idols again? like isnt it inconvenient to sit on a plane and travel 7 seas away to attend a 1 hour fansign jetlagged completely??? no school, no job??? just vibes??? NO BC IS IT NOT TIRING TO WANNA TRAVEL WITH THEM REPEATEDLY??? “but you can't convince me this isn't some weird obsession” no u are correct, i get that they wanna travel just bc “yolo” but come on bro spending 400$+ on tickets for 2 months at idk 12 shows??? is it not tiring like id be physically exhausted at the second day of the concert, like ive seen this exact setlist yesterday why do i wanna see it for 2 more months 🤨 FBANDHWK SOFTBLOCKING THE FANSITES

You're right, I HATE the concealed lips trend so much

no like, we’re not gonna kiss it??? why are u hiding them??? it’s the bronzer and the concealer im about to fire this makeup artist 🔫

LMFAOOOO 😭😭 no bc it had POTENTIAL but it was executed terribly tbh,, YOURE RIGHT HIS PERSONALITY WAS TRASH THEY WANTED TO MAKE HIM SEEM LIKE A USUI 2.0 BUT FAILED AT IT SO BAD,,,see the red haired one in brothers conflict, do u rmr subaru i-

FBWNDHWJ IM NOT THERE YET BUT THEYRE ALL SO DUMB 😭😭😭 NOTHING BEHIND THE FOREHEAD STOP IM GONNA USE THIS AS A DIALOGUE IN THTIS YUNHO FUC FBENFHEJ ,,, i also have it catches up on harem ever since that webtoon update about free passes each day like MF i can’t even read nothing???,,, ur absolutely correct, he is red haired hwa <3 but im sorry this. this guy right here.

YEAH!! the way they keep denying everything and jtbc calling them out on it fbdbd,, bc chuu’s so loved globally hopefully she doesn’t get blacklisted like a certain someone! vivi and hyunjin, hopefully vivi’s working with the visa issues before terminating! i hope so too! have a lot of evidence and hopefully they win!!

Yes the chest, the Hwaboobs need to be covered too

hwaboobs and sooboobs. need them both in a room, covered.

NO BC GERMANY IS NOT HERE TO LOSE,, seriously the teams this year are so unpredictably good <3 i keep laughing at how the guy from the saudi team got touched and he rolled over and fell 😭😭 mf how dramatic are u 😭🤚🏼 he deserves a rolls royce for that acting fbsnd,, LMFAOOOO neymar is so jokes STOP FBWKDHWK HES IN HIS NEYMAR ERA COMEON MAN LEARN FROM HIM,, he pretend to be hurt every match and now he is! LEARN 😭😭 ngl sk was robbed of a goal 🤚🏼

I don't follow WayV's music, but I always see their questionable or loser behaviour, especially Yangyang 💀 but I felt that video actually, it happened to me

wayv is so questionable sometimes i forget they’re a group bc they act like a walking talking sitcom,,, and yangyang,, why’s he always set up like that, breathing hard and groaning over a TAP FBWKDJAK

I need Soohyuk's sweater and I need Seonghwa in his sweater 🤗

im about to make soohyuk hwa’s father in the next fic, i can’t take this resemblance anymore every time. i just see him and go “so that’s what dilf seonghwa would look like, huh”

SEND OVER THAT LIST ASAAAPPP BESTIES FRIEND!!! SAVE US,, lOOK HEAR ME OUT I DIDNT EVEN WATCH IT PROPERLY OKAY WHEN I DID IT WAS A MESS AND IT LEFT THAT IMPRESSION ON ME,, ILL REWATCH IT ONE DAY,, AND EXUSE ME WHY IS 5 YEAR ENGAGEMENT SO LOW ON UR CHART 🔫🔫 WHAT IS THIS BLASPHEMY

Stop because when Seonghwa dropped THE pool photos I instantly thought of that tenelka fic

no bc is this not… AD..

WHITE HAIRED HWA IN THE JAPANESE MV LET'S GO LET'S DIE //// That's what I said when they announced SuperM, no Changmin but Lookass?! Be serious 🔫

BETSIE WHAT IS THIS MV I HAVE NOT STOPPED SCREAMING !!!! no srs??! changmin would’ve been the best top tier addition to superm! his vocals and his dynamic with everyone would just been so much better!

THE 2ND ONE I'M GONNA KMS!!! /// I'm afraid about Seonghwa's and Mingi's hair, please please please no scissors 😭😭😭😭 and I don't wanna say goodbye to blonde Hwa either 💔💔💔💔

WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT, FIRST THE LIP STAINS AND NOW THESE PC’S 😭😭 WHY DO THE JPN ALBUMS HAVE TO BE SO EXPENSIVE I WANT THIS FRAMED 😭😭😭 if the stylist comes near mingihwa or yeo,, im boycotting them 🔫

DO NOT SAY THAT TO ME I'M THE STEALER

DHWKDHKWDHKW HE SAID IT AGAIN WHAT IS THIS MAN DOING 😭😭 BAITING US

Very true <3 I'm crying lol //// WHAT THE FUCKKKKK. Seonghwa's a cutie though

omg stop it, his aura changes when he’s blond,,, idk if ive seen this before but after kai’s blond hair in monster ithought id never see an aura like that BUT seonghwa’s blond, every fucking type of it, im so in love. he’s so different with blond hair, it’s his fratboy calling actually

STOP I WAS ABOUT TO SEND THAT TO U

.......... If I saw him outside my window I'd have jumped - DV 💖

but uhhh anon is this not model hwa for a street magazine shoot. 🙂. I wOULD NOT LET GO OF THIS MAN bc what is this

anon 😭😭🤚🏼

mingi has joined the ysl line, i knew i could trust him, will be preparing a model mingi au

very surprising news, i dreamt about the guy who performed dreamers at fifa <3 first time. im, apparently, obsessed.

and exo finally exoing 😭🤚🏼 idk if u can see me crying

and i need to u do this. COMEON.

HE IS SO CUTE

#✉️ : ask #dv 💖 anon

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puffyam1yum1 · 3 years

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Alright I got writer’s block so I need ✨HELP✨

Anyone wants to be a beta reader for the next few days?

#beta reader #beta reader needed #y’all help me #writers block #chris evans x black ofc #chris evans x thick reader #chris evans fluff #chris evans #chris evans x black reader #chris evans smut #chris evans one shot #chris evans angst #sebastian stan #sebastian stan x thick reader #sebastian stan x black ofc #sebastian stan fluff #sebastian stan angst #sebastian stan smut #i am in desperate need

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Bucky Barnes: Normal Days (Bucky Barnes x Reader!)

Warning: NONE! Just civilian Bucky fluff🥺 (I'd die for Buck)

A/N: FIRST OFFICIAL POST WAHOO! If you are here from WP, I love you! Thank you for your constant support. I decided that I will only post my absolute favorites on Tumblr, which will give me more time to actually write new content and not dwell on the fact that everything is deleted! I will be adding a bit more to each one I post from WP (as needed). And if you are new, Hey welcome! Please let me know what you think. xx

Summary: Besides the fact that you were dating an Avenger, you craved normalcy, ironically enough. You always look forward to the days where you can come home to your favorite guy and just be a seemingly normal couple.

Word Count: 909

One of your most favorite things in the whole wide world were the days when you could come home knowing that Bucky would be there too. The normal day’s where he wasn’t away; Not on a mission, not training at the HQ, not with Sam or Steve, but home. It was not always guaranteed, but when it was, it was greatly appreciated, especially since the two of you had just moved into a new apartment together, away from the tower. Today you came home to him just sitting on the couch watching a tv show you started together a few day’s ago on Netflix.

“Hey, you didn’t keep watching without me, did you?!” You call out squinting at the tv while kicking off your shoes and taking the Chinese's takeout to the kitchen, setting it on the counter.

“No, I think I fell asleep on some parts so I was rewatching a few episodes.” He replied pausing the show and following you into the kitchen. “How was work?”

He gives you a quick peck on the lips before he begins to peak into the bags to see what you brought home. “Smells great, I’m starving.” He continues as he pulled out the food containers from the brown paper carry out bags.

You grabbed some plates from the cupboard and two spoons out of the silverware drawer.

“It wasn’t too bad , but glad to be home honestly, with my favorite guy.”

“Who me?” He teases lamely, looking at you then picking up a piece of broccoli from the top of the pile of food and putting it in his mouth. “Damn that’s good!”

“Nah the guy from across the hall.” You giggle. “I’ve literally been craving Chinese food all day.” You continue handing him the utensils to begin serving the content. “Did you get up to anything today?”

“Sleep, that bed is entirely too soft! I always forget. Tv, we have to check out that one show Sam keeps talkin about. Umbrella something? I called Steve, he says hi.” He says this all quickly like a child with excitement in his voice. “Oh and Therapy!” He added seeming as if he almost forget it as he began spooning some of the steamy food onto his plate. “Doc said I’m making progress.” He grins looking at you then taking your plate and piling spoonfuls of rice, chicken, and vegetables on to it.

“Really?!” You smile back at him equally excited. “Thats great news babe!”

With the big move from the Avengers HQ to a small New York apartment, his therapist advised you both to ease into one thing at a time. He had been doing weekly sessions to see how well he was adjusting to modern life on his own. The first thing was him getting use to being in the newly remodeled space, insuring that he would not be triggered by anything or blasted with any dark memories of his past, especially if he was home alone.

“Yup and I think it calls for a celebration.” He winks at you handing you your food.

You let out a laugh and shake your head “Oh really Barnes? Using your milestone as a way to get into my pants?” You laugh taking the plate from him. “Thanks babe.”

“Can’t blame a guy for trying.”

“Mmm how about we kick off our celebration finishing a few episodes of our show.” You nudge him as you walk pass with your food going into the living room. He nods happily and follows close behind.

“Babe.” He whispers in your ear nudging you awake.

After spending hours on the couch watching tv, you ended up dozing off in his arms. You were completely exhausted from your long workday. It was almost completely dark in the living room with the tv now off. The only source of light illuminating the small room, was coming from the glow of the city from the windows.

“Let’s get you in bed.” He continues gently once he sees that you are waking up. “I know you’ve probably got a busy day ahead of you.”

You look at the digital clock on your cable-box, allowing your eyes to adjust. It reads 12:43 am..

“Did I miss anything good?” You reply, referring to the show you fell asleep on.

He kisses the top of your head and helps you get up from your position in his arms. The two of you get up from the comfy couch and head to your bedroom.

“Nope just a little main character death action, but I’m pretty sure the angel guy will bring him back to life.” He chuckles a little walking into the bedroom.

“Hey! No Spoilers.” You say rubbing your tired eyes. “I need to shower before bed.” You add with a yawn as you follow him to your bedroom.

“Sorry dollface, we can rewatch the episodes you missed when you get home.” He smiles at you, knowing he gets another day of just being a normal civilian again. “No worries, I’ll run you a shower.”

And this normalcy is what you sometimes craved on a daily bases. Stupid jokes that made you laugh a little too loud, sweet gestures, falling asleep in each other’s arms, forehead kisses, therapy check ins, and favorite tv shows. This is what you looked forward to and you wouldn’t trade it in for anything in the world.

These were the absolute best days, the normal days.

Thoughts, Comments, or Opinions :)

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DXC'S Masterlist

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(*) 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭!

Steve Rogers One Shots

𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 ➞ Hermione is in an arranged marriage with Steve. He’s being an asshole but in the end, he realizes his mistake.

(*)𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐖𝐢𝐟𝐞 ➞ Steve calls Peggy the love of his life even though he’s married to you. Set during Endgame.

𝐂𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐀𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐚 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐛𝐮𝐬𝐲. ➞ Steve misses your anniversary because he is always so busy.

𝐁𝐚𝐛𝐲 ➞ Instead of Hank and Bruce asking for Tony to help them with the quantum realm, they try to fix it themselves and ask for Hermione to be their tester.

↳ 𝐏𝐭. 𝟐 ➞ Aftermath of Hermione being a baby!

(*) 𝐈'𝐦 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐞. ➞ Hank and Bruce messed with something they don't know fully about. They bring back Peggy from the past which leads to some problems.

𝐂𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐭 ➞ Y/N and Steve get into a big argument, she leaves for the night so they could have some space apart. When Y/N comes back, secrets are revealed.

Happy Birthday ➞ It's Steve's birthday and Y/N has something up her sleeve.

As she should ➞ Y/N comes to one of Tony Stark's parties looking bad as ever after her breakup with Steve, as she should.

Adopted ➞ Armoni (Are- Money) is the newly adopted daughter of Steve Rogers. She doesn't know what she is getting into but eventually she will know they love her dearly.

↳ How he got her back ➞ After the events of Armoni going back to her birth parents. Steve finally worked through his problems to get his daughter back.

Chris Evans ➞ wash my mouth out with soap ➞ All because of what Y/N said but did he already have plans to do it?

Chris Evans ➞ BM ➞ Trying to get her busy schedule organized along with being a single mom on top of the fame from the baby's father, it gets overwhelming.

↳ BM2 ➞ I mean, who going to believe a man when he says he wants you, but he’s getting married.

Bucky Barnes One Shots

𝐉𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐁𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐲. ➞ Bucky doesn’t like sharing his girl.

𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐬 ➞ Y/N comes home from a meeting to find Bucky cheating.

↳ 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 ➞ Little Melanie has an allergic reaction when she is at school. Instead of the teacher calling y/n, she calls bucky.

𝐑𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝐌𝐞? ➞ Y/N meets Bucky in the red room. Soon they separate. Years later, they reunite. (Towards the end is set during tfatws 1 episode)

𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐬 𝐦𝐞 ➞ Empriss prepares for her first date with Bucky.

𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐢𝐬𝐭 ➞ Y/N is a well-known respected therapist in Washington D.C. H.Y.D.R.A threatened Y/N to give therapy to the Winter Soldier to know his strength and weakness. Or they would kill her and the baby.

↳ 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟐 ➞ 4 months after the mishap of S.H.I.E.L.D, Bucky and Y/N settled down in Bucharest. During the arrival of Luca, Bucky has to leave.

↳ Part 3 ➞ It's too rainy for Y/N to go to work, so her, Bucky, Steve and Luca spend the day morning together.

(*) 𝐒𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐚 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 ➞ Y/N and Bucky always tease each other. One day at the tower by themselves, they find themselves not being able to keep their hands off each other.

𝐁𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐁𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐲 𝟏. ➞ Devora is the babysitter of President Barnes's children. To the kids, she is the best babysitter in the world because she lets them have their freedom. On the other hand, President Barnes is uptight, angry all the time, and strict. Today she had to put him in check.

↳ Part 2 ➞ This goes into Devora's back story a bit. When she comes home from picking the kids up from private school, James there waiting for them. She finally gets into contact with her best friend Alexis who is married to King Steve Rogers of Brooklyn. James makes way downstairs for a midnight snack to find her in the kitchen...

You've barely even danced with me ➞ Y/N and Bucky's relationship is starting to blossom but first, you have to make it through the shy stage.

TFATWS ➞ Y/N rides along with Sam, Zemo, and Bucky to Madripoor.

Little girl in a box ➞ Bucky and Y/N come home from their date to find a sweetheart in a box.

Evaluation ➞ Bucky nightmares are too much.

Cravings + Contractions ➞ Going into Emmie’s third trimester, the cravings hit but the contractions hit harder.

Sebastian Stan ➞ It's not perfect ➞ Imani is tired of Sebastian's shit. He doesn't understand that if he doesn't act right, she won't be in the picture long.

Blind ➞ Bucky is blinded by love from his girlfriend who is secretly just using him for good looks and money. Elara loves Bucky as a friend until she hung out with him more and the feelings for him grew.

The Avengers

𝐃𝐨𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐀𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐭 ➞ The team goes out for a normal date night but someone had different plans. Empriss has her true identity revealed.

Vacation ➞ The avengers finally have a break off from avenging the world. The first place they go for vacation? Maui Hawaii.

Overprotective ➞ Y/N is the adopted daughter of Howard and Maria Stark. She goes to school with all her siblings and today seems different than other days.

Stop following me ➞ The team wants to know what Y/N does in her past time which results in them following her to work.

Thor Odinson

𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 ➞ Y/N is best friends with Bucky even though it's problems between him and Thor.

Caught my eye ➞ Love at first sight, who doesn't love it.

Chris Hemsworth ➞ Tonight ➞ Chris spots Loni (Lon-E) in the club, completely fucked up. He spends the night protecting her and making sure she has the most fun.

Tonight's Ball ➞ Y/N finds her way to Asgard to win her boyfriend back but the night doesn't even so well.

Clark Kent

School ➞ Y/N had to set the record straight with Clark bullies.

New York ➞ After not being in contact for so long, someone decides to make a visit.

Tony Stark

Assistant ➞ It's Y/N day off and she needed to come to work for one thing but Tony had other plans.

Settled Down ➞ Tony's proposing and his daughter Y/N is in charge. Hopefully, everything goes right!

She flinches ➞ Getting disrespected by the workers and being hit by Tony's close 'friend'. Y/N doesn't get the respect she deserves until Stark shows up to make it known that she is in charge.

Loki Laufeyson

Wrong Idea ➞ Y/N does get back on Loki for him not always being around but it doesn't turn out right and he has to slice a couple of hands-off, not exaggerating.

Oscar Diaz

Mr.Spooky. ➞ Summer used to be Spooky's girlfriend until before he went to jail, he decides to cheat. Summer never wants to see them again until she decided to get drunk.

Geralt of Rivia

"Mine." ➞ Geralt lets Yennefer who Y/N belongs to after Yennefer tries to steal Y/N.

Nick Jonas

Once Again ➞ This is the second version of my Camp Rock 2 story. In that story, Nova meets Nate at Camp Rock, and they spend their entire time at camp together. It’s years later, and they meet again, but his name is not Nate; it’s Nick. Nick Jonas.

Series

𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 - Sebastian Stan ➞ Euphoria is the worker that takes orders from the cast and goes to pick their food up. She finds friends along the way. ↳

Part 7 | Part 8 | Part 9 | Part 10 | Part 11

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐞- Bucky Barnes ➞ A series about a girl who is Tony Stark's daughter and she falls for the man with a metal arm.

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uncsam · 3 years

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all over again // coming soon

pairing: sebastian stan x black!reader, slight chris evans x reader

summary: it’s been two years since your divorce from Sebastian and the time apart makes you both fall in love all over again

genres ; divorced!au, single parent!au, lovers to friends to lovers again 😭

#i haven’t written in a while #i hope you enjoy #sebastian stan #sebastian stan x reader #sebastian stan x black reader #Sebastian Stan x black!reader #bucky x you #bucky barnes #bucky barnes x black!reader #bucky barnes x black!ofc #bucky barnes concept #mcu #marvel #the winter soldier

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buckyswinterbaby · 3 years

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Always By My Side — Chapter 1

Click here to read the Prologue.

Synopsis: The fates have spent millenniums correcting the daily mishaps that interfere with soulmates ever meeting. Will they find a way to bring together Bucky and Zara, two people separated by time and circumstance, just as they’ve done a thousand times before?

Pairings: Bucky Barnes x Black!OFC Ziarah Heartwell

Warnings (will change with each chapter): flashbacks, PTSD, mentions of past sexual assault, angst, bits of fluff

Word Count: 3,791

Acknowledgement: I’ve created this AU alongside my best friend Taylor in roleplays, along with many of the plots and scenes that will be featured. I’m posting this with his expressed permission as we both continue to work on the story in our chat. Credit for its creation goes to both of us.

Please like, comment, and reblog (I love that shit). The divider was created by me, please credit me if you use it. The gifs are not mine. Click here to fill out the form to be added to my tag list!

Note: Here’s chapter one of my new series “Always By My Side”. It takes place in a soulmate AU where a bond is triggered when one or both halves experience a life threatening level of distress. The bond allows them to see imaginary versions of their soulmates to help support them while they wait to meet their other half. Just a warning, up until we reach the current time in the story, there will be significant time skips for plot progression’s sake. The time changes will always be labeled.

Addition: I said I’d tag you when I posted my WOC OFC story so here’s chapter one, @bucky-the-thigh-slayer !

[Bucharest, Romania -- 2016]

The Romanian streets were bustling with early morning energy as Bucky took the final steps outside of the clearly worn apartment complex that he had been calling home for sometime. He seemed unfazed by the sixteen year old girl practically jogging to keep up in step with his longer strides. He had grown rather accustomed to her presence and her commentary since she first appeared to him in 2014. It had been during his final brainwashing session with Hydra before they fell. He couldn’t help but view her as a banshee of sorts, harkening the end of what remained of his mental stability. He couldn’t fathom another reason as to why he would hallucinate an opinionated teenage girl.

Even so, he found comfort in their conversations and how at ease she seemed around him. Almost as if she had always been with him, a piece of himself that still saw the good that was left. Never addressing him with fear or apprehension, never as the monster and killer he was forced to become.

Her features were young and innocent, seemingly unscarred by life despite the bruises that graced her skin--which he was never sure why they existed. At first, he feared that she had been one of his countless victims who had returned to haunt him in her afterlife, though the theory became less likely to him as more time passed.

The defined coils of her hair were pushed up into a messy bun, edges laid smoothly to her forehead in defined loops. When she first started showing up, Bucky had attempted to make sense of the witty phrases and references that so frequently adorned her clothes but he had long since given up on ever understanding them. He had to admit that the shirt she wore that day, a middle finger painted with pink, yellow, and blue, was quite the fashion choice. Not that he could particularly judge with his similar pieces of clothing that were practically identical besides in color.

The pair made their way down the familiar stretch of pavement on their way to the outdoor market that Bucky had made a habit of visiting. He had found that a reliable schedule throughout his week helped him better grasp the passing of time, a fact that his companion had been informing him of for weeks before it finally seemed to click.

The girl’s nose clinked as they neared the fresh fish stand, just as it did every week. Bucky couldn’t help but chuckle at her childish antics as they were so few and far between for someone who seemed quite mature despite her appearance.

“It smells like cat food,” she whined, making a clear act of breathing primarily through her mouth as she jogged to keep up. “How are you not gagging?”

“Not all of us have the luxury of being a figment of someone’s imagination, Zara. If I start gagging, I have a feeling a few people will start to notice.” The man gave her a knowing look. Drawing attention to himself was the exact opposite of what he wanted during his brief outings. “Besides, I can’t say I’ve smelt cat food or have any intention to. So I’ll just have to take your word for it.”

Zara rolled her eyes as the smell began to dissipate the further they moved past the stand, her trademark smile working its way onto her features. “Could’ve had me fooled, I thought that was your guilty pleasure. I can’t say I’ve ever intentionally gotten a whiff, but when I feed the outdoor cats at my house, it’s kinda unavoidable.” She shrugged her shoulders nonchalantly as if it was the most natural thing in the world for an imaginary person to have their own home and animals.

Bucky’s eyebrows furrowed as he narrowed his eyes down to her smaller form beside him. “You don’t have a cat because you aren’t even real,” he retorted. Somehow the idea that she could be real made her presence in his life even harder. The idea that she was just some girl he had passed by in the street or on a mission and his brain decided she’d make the ideal emotional support apparition.

“Who are you to declare that?”

“The creepy hundred year old man who hallucinates a sixteen year old girl, occasionally in her pajamas, for one.” His voice raised a bit louder than he intended, drawing the attention of a few nearby pedestrians. Bucky offered them an awkward smile before ducking back down under the bill of his hat and picking up his pace a bit. She couldn’t argue with his logic so she focused on keeping up until they reached their destination, the produce stand that had the best plums in the city, or so Bucky described.

Zara watched as he spoke Romanian with the merchant, only catching a few words she had learnt over the past few months from their conversations. She couldn’t help but smile at how effortlessly Bucky seemed to interact with the man and how it contrasted so starkly to how he acted when he first arrived in the city. Decades of next to no positive human interaction left the soldier awkward and clunky in his exchanges, often stumbling through questions and requests, or simply forgetting them altogether. It had taken a great deal of patience and metaphorical hand holding to build up his confidence and ease his anxiety on the matter.

It wasn’t that he didn’t know how to blend in, in fact he was almost too good at it at times. Over their conversations, she had managed to show him that yes, blending in made him go through the motions of life, which was better than nothing. Yet, the beauty of his life now and the freedom that came with it was that he no longer had to settle for simply surviving and he could instead use it as a chance to learn to live again. It started small, like convincing him to get a pillow and blanket for the mattress on the floor, to which they compromised with a sleeping bag. Soon came two pillows for the couch and a lone floor lamp that he shoved in the corner near his bed for the late nights when night terrors had him scribbling away in his journals. They were minor improvements, in truth, but the progress spoke volumes as Bucky worked on building a place that felt a bit more permanent than his last few hideouts.

Zara had been so lost in her thoughts that she hadn’t even registered that Bucky completed his purchase and had moved to stand at the edge of the sidewalk. She approached him curiously, watching the way he hesitantly analyzed the seemingly anxious newspaper peddler from across the street. It was very clear something was wrong from the way his demeanor had changed.

“Buchanan?” Her voice raised a bit at the end of his name, concern now replacing her curiosity as he began to make his way to the stand. He either didn’t hear her--which she found unlikely--or he simply opted to ignore her as he picked up the paper, ocean blue eyes scanning over the headline. The color seemed to drain from both of their faces as they took the accusation in, not having to speak to know what it meant.

Bucky would have to pick up his life, yet again, and run. Find a new country, new home, and start the process all over again. The ex-assassin hardly seemed surprised at the realization, as there is no rest for the wicked.

[Boston, Massachusetts -- 2016]

Zara made her way down the hallway to her bedroom, an imaginary version of Bucky trailing along behind her. She let her book bag drop to the floor once she entered the room, stepping out of her shoes before flopping down onto the soft, sunflower themed duvet of her bed. A look of weightlessness overtook her features as she let the events of the day settle in. Today she would graduate with a PhD in Biomedical Engineering from MIT, top of her class. It was the culmination of years of pouring herself over every textbook her parent’s provided, testing out and early graduations. At only sixteen, Zara would join the ranks of some of the youngest individuals to ever receive a doctoral degree. It truly seemed unreal to her.

Emerald eyes drifted to where Bucky sat at her desk, his arms crossed loosely in front of his chest.

“I wish you could be there tomorrow,” Zara commented, propping herself up on her elbows as her fingers pulled at the frayed threads on the yellow quilt folded at the end of her bed.

A smile teased the corner of Bucky’s lips as he leaned back against her swivel chair, long hair swaying as he tilted his head to the left to look at her. “I will be there, maybe not in person, but I’ll be there cheering right along with everyone else,’ he assured.

“It’s not the same and you know it, Buchanan.”

“I know. Just try to focus on the positives. Tomorrow is your day, you’ve more than earned it.”

Zara nodded, though her disappointment was still evident. On the average day, Bucky’s seemingly invisible presence to everyone else but her came in handy. As she was willing to bet her parents wouldn’t be too keen on the amount of time she spent alone with the grown man, let alone if they knew who he was. The public’s perception of James Buchanan Barnes, who she had quickly identified him as, was low to say the very least. Though it was days like this that she found herself wishing the most that he could truly exist in her life outside of her mind.

She could never quite pinpoint why she began hallucinating him two years prior. Though, the time before and after her fourteenth birthday had flown by in a post traumatic daze so it was even more difficult to analyze. The aftermath of four older boys assaulting her in her own bedroom left her wishing to repress that portion of her life altogether. Zara squeezed her eyes shut as she felt the ghost of their hands on her body. Grabbing, groping, pulling and tearing at clothes. She had hardly seen them since their attack but her mind was still trapped in the room with them.The feeling took her back to meeting Bucky that night, or more so the Winter Soldier, as he appeared at that time.

Upon entering her room, Zara failed to notice the masked man sitting silently in the corner of the room, illuminated only by the small lamp on her bedside stand. When she caught a glimpse of the figure, her body jumped to it’s fight response, just as it had an hour or so before. The young girl grabbed the closest thing she could find, a textbook on advanced chemistry, and held onto it tightly before turning to face the intruder.

“You need to leave,” she ordered, her voice wavering at the end of the demand. Her green eyes only met a pair of dark glasses securely strapped to his face. She couldn’t make out any facial features to identify him by, as all but his forehead and hair was covered.

It wasn’t just his silence that sent an unnerved shiver down her spine. It was his demeanor, cold and nearly unresponsive to her presence and defensive stance. Had his head not briefly turned her way when she started to speak, she’d question if he even heard her at all.

A large gun, likely a rifle from what she could tell, was resting across his lap. His hands weren’t actively gripping it, but something told her he could take aim in the time it took her to breathe her next breath. A variety of handguns and knives were also visible from the holsters adorning his thighs. If he had this many weapons visible, Zara could only imagine how many he had stashed under his tactical vest and heavy boots.

Her green eyes followed where she believed his gaze had drifted. He seemed laser focused on the strip of light just barely visible from under her door as a roar of laughter could be heard from just outside. His hand moved to rest just over the barrel of his gun. The young girl analyzed him for another moment before lowering the textbook, while still keeping it tightly in her hands.

“Will you at least tell me why you’re here?” There was a hint of desperation in her voice, one that vocalized all of the fear she had been trying to hide. She was met with more silence, which quickly became deafening to her. She was afraid to make a move to get his attention again, naturally unsure of how he would react. Yet, at the same time she couldn’t relax, not with him in her space.

After another few moments of no response, she allowed herself to consider the possibility that he wasn’t actually there. She had just been through something horribly traumatic and it was entirely possible that this was her brain's way of coping with the stress and fear. That it had conjured some masked figure to sit at her bedroom door and keep all the bad away.

She knew how best to test her theory, but she recognized the risk that came with it as she picked up a neon pink highlighter that she had been using earlier that night. She gripped it for a moment while weighing her options, throwing it across the room only seconds later. She didn’t put too much force behind it, hoping that if it gently came into contact, he’d be less likely to be angry. The consideration meant very little as the marker passed straight through the man and knocked against the wall before falling to the floor. She watched as it rolled across the floor and disappeared underneath her nearby dresser, a bittersweet feeling washing over her. On one hand, he wasn’t real and couldn’t hurt her. On the other, she was truly alone and definitely going crazy.

“This is fine,” Zara tried to reassure herself with very little luck.

She was pulled back from her thoughts as Bucky called her name for the third time, snapping her back to reality. Their eyes connected for a moment as she attempted to ground herself again, focusing on the small changes between how he was now versus then.

He had since lost the mask and goggles, she remembered him removing them a month or so after he first appeared. His current casual attire contrasted starkly with the hard kevlar of the tactical vest she first met him in. His features were more at ease now, no longer reflecting the fear that she could only compare to an animal in captivity. While she wasn’t fond of the comparison, following what she had learned of the real James Barnes, it wasn’t entirely far off.

As if the world was reading her mind, she faintly heard the voice of the local news anchor from the living room directly below her bedroom. Her features scrunched as she focused in on hearing the report, only catching snippets here and there. The words explosion and Sokovia Accords were most of what she could make out along with what she could’ve sworn was the suspect’s name, James Buchanan Barnes.

Before Zara could even question it further, she found herself racing down the main staircase of their suburban home, sock clad feet skidding to a halt on the polished dark oak flooring. Her eyes widened as she took in the security camera footage that was believed to place Bucky near the scene of the crime. Despite having no real proof, something deep within her gut screamed that it wasn’t true. She knew him, maybe not the real version, but he’d never do that.

Imaginary Bucky followed her into the living room a minute later, his pace slow and relaxed in comparison as he shoved his hands into his pockets. Being held responsible for the most recent atrocity was honestly just beginning to feel like the average Tuesday to him. More than anything, it was Zara’s reaction that took him the most by surprise. Her unwavering faith and loyalty was unexpected and as he believed, undeserved.

He had committed unspeakable acts over the years and this was likely far from the worst he was accused of. Sure, they had grown close in the two years since he first appeared and he imagined that made it easier for her to block out the rest of the stories, since she knew at least some version of the person in question.

Zara was good, in every sense of the word. Of course she had flaws, but who didn’t, especially at sixteen. But he saw the way that she looked at the world with love and curiosity despite the violence and violations she had experienced. It was a strength of character that he truly wished he could grow to embody. Bucky couldn’t help but find it funny that he was left looking up to a teenager who hadn’t even passed her driver’s test yet; but she honestly had more morals and heart than most of the adults he had met in his life. All of those facts being true is what made her belief in his innocence all the more confusing.

His eyes fell to her father, Gabriel, as he sat on the couch to take in the evening news. The man’s head shook in what seemed to be disappointment, or maybe it was anger, Bucky honestly couldn’t be sure anymore. They had never spoken, as Bucky’s intangible form made communication with anyone other than Zara impossible, but he knew Gabriel was a black and white kind of person. He couldn’t help but accept that to anyone who didn’t know him, the evidence would be damning.

“They need to just put him down while they have the chance,” Gabriel scoffed, speaking to no one in particular while switching the flatscreen off before they could finish the broadcast.

“He’s not a wild animal to be euthanized.” Zara’s expression twisted in disgust at her father’s casual nature. “He’s a human being. If he's guilty, and that’s a really big if with how blurry that security footage is, he deserves a trial just like anyone else!”

Gabe turned to look over the back of the couch, clearly displeased that she would defend the man. “I’m in no mood to debate with you, Ziarah.” He rose from his seat and dropped the remote onto the foot stool before leaving towards his study.

Zara watched him leave, her eye practically twitching with each step he took. She wanted to tell him he was wrong, to make him see that there were likely more sides to the story than they were seeing but she knew that it was useless. Her father rarely took her opinions or beliefs to heart on things that actually mattered to him, a topic like this would truly be a lost cause.

She looked up at Bucky as he shook his head lightly, letting her tension fade away as she accepted that it was pointless. “It’s okay, Zar,” Bucky assured, his small smile wiping away any lingering doubts she had. “There are more important battles to pick with him. This isn’t a hill worth dying on.”

Zara would’ve liked to argue that defending her friend was more than a worthy cause but she nodded nonetheless.

“How about we go find your mom. I bet she’s already working on the cake for your graduation and knowing you, you can convince her to let you lick the spoon.” His tone was playful as he coaxed her into motion, the promise of sweets and a friendly face luring her into the kitchen behind him.

Hanna was busy mixing away the different batters she would need for the next tier, the sweet aroma of baked goods filling the air. She hummed lightly as she worked, creating her own personal mix of her favorite 80’s songs together in a unique medley. Her green eyes moved to the doorway as she heard Zara walk in, a bright smile overtook her features as she set down her mixing bowl.

“There’s my little scholar,” she praised, moving around the kitchen island to take her daughter into her arms. Her warm embrace was a welcomed escape as Zara melted.

“Momma,” Zara grumbled as her mother placed a series of kisses on her forehead. “I thought you stopped doing that since I was a baby.” While Zara whined, deep down she always loved her mother’s open displays of affection. Not that she was willing to admit it.

“That’s the beauty of you always being my baby. You’re never too old for me to embarrass you. Just be grateful that I’ve opted to do it now instead of at your party.” The woman grinned away as she moved back to her work.

Zara honestly couldn’t argue with the logic as she found a seat on one of the tall bar stools. She quickly lost herself in the pleasant conversion with her mother, happily opting to clean the excess batter and frosting off of the bowls and mixing spoons like the helpful child she was. Imaginary Bucky sat quietly at the kitchen table, watching the women as they fell into the usual banter and discussion. After they finished her conversation she quickly grabbed a snack and made her way towards the door.

“I believe you’re forgetting something,” Hanna reminded, sending Zara a knowing look.

She huffed lightly before turning on her heels to grab her blood testing and insulin kit, waving it at her mother knowingly. She quickly turned back around and left the kitchen, making her way back upstairs.

Bucky didn’t hesitate to follow after her, stopping only when he saw Zara staring in her old room, which now housed her older brother Daniel. He could practically see the wheels turning in her mind as she ran over the events that more often than not had her scurrying past said room without acknowledging it. It was easier to just pretend it didn’t exist.

A few more moments passed before Zara pulled herself back from the darker parts of her mind, focusing in on everything else in her life that was good and worth celebrating. She had known pain and a time in her life where she often considered if it would’ve been easier to just fade away, but she had made it through to the other side. She had a lot going for her now and that was enough to push her feet forward again.

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Baby Blues 16/?

Summary: Chris and Alex discuss Ace’s first Halloween.

Warnings: Fluff, Jealousy (is procrastination a warning?)

A/N: Happy Halloween!!

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10 Weeks Old

Alex didn't know what to expect walking in her bathroom, but she wasn't expecting to see Chris holding Ace in front of the mirror, singing along to Bon Jovi "Living on a Prayer". Ace's legs swung and kicked off beat, and he stared back at Chris in the mirror.

“What are you doing?”

“Educating, next week it’s The Beatles.”

Alex sat on the bathroom counter “I just got off the phone with my Mom, she wants to know if we’re gonna dress Alexander up for Halloween.”

“Are we?”

“It’s kinda last minute isn’t it? I don’t even think I’m dressing up.”

Chris held Ace out to Alex “But you have to dress up Mama, it’ll be fun.” he said in a high pitched voice “For me?”

“Fine, what do you wanna go as?”

“Okay hear me out,” Chris spoke in his regular voice, and held Ace up as if he were presenting him “Ewok, I’m Han, you’re Leia.”

“I’m not wearing that bikini outfit from Return of The Jedi.”

“But you have to- for the accuracy.”

“If you wanna be accurate, the only black person in Stars Wars was Lando, but I always did look good in a cape. What did we go as last year?”

“We stayed in remember, and watched all those Stephen King movies.”

Alex laughed at the memory, she and Chris had fallen asleep and when she woke up there was a ten foot demon clown staring back at her. She screamed so loud, she woke Chris and he fell off the couch. And then Dodger started barking and growling at something that was outside. Which ended up being the neighbor’s scarecrow floating face down in their pool, the results of a prank gone wrong, or right depending on how you look at it.

“We’ll think of something.”

“We can look for costumes after I get home.” he looked down at his watch “Speaking of, I gotta go bud." Chris placed litte kisses on Ace's cheek before passing him over to Alex

"No kiss for Mama?" Alex pouted

Chris smirked and leaned in closer “Always a kiss for Mama.” he tilted his head to the side to kiss her cheek the same way he kissed Ace

"You are such a goof. Go before you're late."

"Okay." He leaned in to kiss her on the lips this time.

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Alex paced back and forth in front of her laptop, the blank document and notepad stared back, idle and waiting for her next idea. However everything but writing was on Alex's mind.

She thought about dinner for later, if Ace was ever gonna stay asleep for longer than two hours at a time. Dodger's next appointment to the vet, which was either at 10 on Tuesdays or at 2 on the tenth, she worried she was getting it confused with Ace next appointment. Ace's Halloween costume, she questioned if she really wanted to celebrate this year. Taking Ace out with all the other kids, who carry germs, strangers being in his face saying how cute he looks in his costume. Alex wasn't a violent person, but if Ace got sick because someone was breathing in his face, she'd throw a bulk size pack of night quill and a tic tac at whoever was to blame.

She had gone full mommy mode after overthinking about Halloween, reading more than her share of mommy blogs, doctor suggestions, and then left a voicemail on Ace's pediatrician's phone asking for their advice.

And Alex was still in Mommy mode by the time Chris got home, laying on the floor with Ace for his tummy time, he was finally able to push himself up a little and look around.

"You're Mama's big boy aren't you." Alex smiled, Ace's head bobbed slightly, drooling all over his hand and blanket

"I thought I was Mama's big boy?" Chris sat on the floor next to Alex, Dodger curl up in Chris's lap

"You've been replaced by the cutest little guy in the world."

Chris chuckled "A worthy opponent. So I was thinking, maybe if you're up for it, we can ask my mom to watch Ace that night. We could go out for a bit, make it another date night?"

"You mean overnight?"

"Yeah." Chris said after a small pause

Alex sat up, lifting Ace into her arms. "I don't know babe, Ace isn't sleeping through the night just yet. Wouldn't that be a little unfair? And doesn't she have like half the kids in the neighborhood over for her Halloween party? It's too much."

"It's not really a party, but I see your point. How about Scott, he doesn't have a life."

"Chris." Alex playfully rolled her eyes "Ace isn't ready for a sleepover yet. And I'm not ready for a night away from him."

"Okay." Chris kept his face neutral, only nodding and scratching behind Dodger's ear. "What about the daytime?"

"Funny. I'm kinda in the mood for some pizza tonight? How about you?"

Alex handed Ace over to Chris while she got up from the floor. Ace twisted and squirmed in Chris's arms, whining for Alex instead.

"Yeah, pizza is fine." Chris bounced him and hummed softly. Ace's lip quivered and he turned his head in Alex's direction before crying again. "What's wrong bud? What happen? What'd I do?"

Alex reached out for him again, Chris quickly returned Ace to her. She held him close, while his head rested in the crook of her neck and settled his cries.

"He's probably just cranky. What's the matter? It's only Daddy."

He felt almost childish, realizing that he had to share Alex's time with Ace, and he suddenly didn't feel like sharing. Although, as a father, he knew that he'd be just as worried about leaving Ace with someone for the night, even if it was with family. He just wanted to have his wife to himself again, at least for one night. To watch a movie without Ace needing to be changed, have a dinner where Ace wasn't attached to Alex; be able to have sex, and not being limited to time between Ace's feedings and random cries for attention.

"Babe?" Alex tapped Chris on the shoulder

"Hm?"

"I said, what do you want on the pizza?"

He shook his head and moved Dodger out of his lap so he could stand up "You pick, it's fine."

"You okay?"

"Just tired, I'm gonna go hop in the shower." Chris half mumbled on his way out the living room, Alex watched him, shoulder's slumped forward and Dodger following behind him.

"I think you hurt Daddy's feelings." She whispered to Ace

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Sebastian's stunt guy worked on Black Widow so I'm just gonna hope Bucky is in Black Widow. I mean, I don't actually think this will happen cause it doesn't really make sense, but what's the harm in hoping?

#sebastian stan #black widow #natasha romanov #bucky barnes #the falcon and the winter soldier #sebastian+stan+fandom #sebastian stan x ofc #sebastian stan x you #sebastian stan x reader #sebastian stan smut #buckynat #bucky barnes imagine #bucky barnes smut #bucky imagine #bucky fanfic #james buchanan barnes #bucky barnes x you #bucky x natasha

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Daddy Hair Care - Chapter 6

A/N: At long last, Chapter 6! I’d like to give a major shout out and thank you to everyone that’s been checking in on this story. Writing this chapter hasn’t been the easiest as I had a major writer’s block, this is the 9th attempt!!! This wasn’t the original direction I was taking this chapter, but I think it works and fits with the rest and what’s to come. Thank you for the kind patience, I hope you enjoy. And yes, I’ve purposefully made Mya’s dialogue grammatically incorrect to signify her youth; I’ve taken a lot of inspo from the way my little niece is now starting to string sentences together.

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Chapter 5

Chapter 6 - I was wondering maybe; Could I make you my baby:

“Theeeeeee end!” Chris concluded the bedtime story dramatically, closing the colourful hardcover book and placed it on the bedside table. “Did you like this one, baby?”

Mya giggled at his sing-song voice and nodded, “Yeah, but I like Frozen one better,”

Chris groaned in defeat and rolled his eyes with a playful dramatic huff, “Baby, we read that one aaaall the time. Y’know, there’s more to life than Anna and Elsa. I think this book was pretty cool; there was a funny rabbit, a greedy cow, and a singing horse…I think Dodger liked this one too,”

Dodger perked his ear at the sound of his name, and then relaxed back at the foot of the small girl’s bed, looking on at the duo.

“And the ‘silly sausage,’” she started laughing, remembering the favourite part in the book that had her laughing hysterically.

“Still laughing at the ‘silly sausage’ huh,” he then laughed too.

Mya smiled and tried to stifle a yawn, but it overpowered her. Her features darkened as she looked at her dad solemnly.

“I want to come to work with you tomorrow,”

“I would love to have you with me, but you know children and Dodger are not allowed at daddy’s work,” he reminded her, although it wasn’t very accurate – the informality of his work allowed him to bring friends and family on set, but he vowed himself to never expose Mya to that.

“But I miss you dada,”

“I know it’s not fun when I’m working, if I could take you and Dodger with me, I would. That’s why daddy brought you both here with me to New York, so you could be even closer to me,”

“Dada but you always go work,”

Chris frowned but quickly replaced it with a warm expression to encourage her to continue expressing herself.

“I know honey-” he said calmly.

“And we have to stay in this room all the time,” she continued to complain. “I want to play outside,”

Chris couldn’t help but laugh, “Yeah, I gotta agree with you on that one kid. This hotel life wasn’t daddy’s best decision. Daddy’s gotta fix that, even Dodger would love to play outside,”

She nodded solemnly.

“After this week, I’ll only be working in the evening, so we’ll get to spend all the mornings and afternoons together, we can go wherever you want,” he offered, knowing he’d regret that just as he had this weekend when he told her they could go wherever she wanted and she suggested Disneyworld.

He then had to explain to her that it wasn’t possible to just up and go to Disneyworld, and then had to do damage control, when she’d spent almost twenty minutes refusing to talk to him. That was until she realised she needed him to help move her play kitchen area to another side of their suite, so she came back to him with a white flag. Chris took the opportunity then to encourage to scale down her weekend plans to something local.

“Then we go home?”

“Not next week, but soon,” he explained. “Is that what would make you happy?”

Mya nodded, “Yeah, so I can play with my dollies in the garden,”

Chris rested his head on his palm, trying to make sense of what she was expressing. He’d felt the same strain she did regarding staying in the hotel and they were clearly both homesick, but that suite – large as it was, was becoming claustrophobic. He also wondered where he was going wrong: that even though they were in the same suite – (not miles away as previously before) she still missed him. Then the guilt of spending Friday night with Kayla consumed him; feeling like he had abandoned his daughter to pursue his own selfish interests. But he quickly shook the thought away, refusing to go down that spiral.

If anything, he was grateful and surprised Mya had lasted this long without complaining, but even then this wasn’t a topic he had wanted to confront. There were too many layers involved; it wasn’t as simple as packing up his and her bags, and flying back to LA. He had to stay in New York and work, then had a few weeks of freedom before filming again in a few months; that posed a question of whether it was the best decision for her to come along to Atlanta as he finished his final Marvel instalment. And if not, he knew there was going to be the issue of delivering the news and actually parting ways for those few months after bonding so well together in New York.

Again, he shook that thought away, compartmentalising it in the ‘deal with it when it comes’ box.

“We can’t go home just yet,” he said, feeling like he just kept presenting her with a disappointing answer after another. He shuffled close and scooped her up so she rested on his chest. “How about we go to Boston for a few days this week? You get to play with your cousins and in the garden,”

Her eyes widened with excitement as she gazed at her dad, now a beacon of hope, “Yay! Can Daja come too?”

“Of course Dodger is coming too,” Chris chuckled.

“What about my other grammy, the blue grammy,” she asked, referring to her grandma on her mother’s side; who lived in a big blue house.

Chris pursed his lips, lying through his teeth and going against his principal of always telling the truth, “She’s on holiday, remember? That’s why you get to be here with daddy in New York,”

“She’s taking for ages to come back from holiday!” she groaned, now lacing her fingers with her dad’s.

“Won’t be any longer now, baby,” he changed the subject quickly. “I think it’s time to close those little eyes. Tiff is picking you up tomorrow and daddy will also be leaving early for his interviews. But I finish early, we can call grandma and tell her we’re coming, and then go to see a movie and dinner?”

Her face lit up again, but then it fell sadly, “But Daja can’t come to the movies with us,”

Chris cast a glance at him, dozing off at the foot of the bed, “He won’t mind, shhhh…it’s a secret,”

“Dada, you have a girlfriend?” she asked suddenly and he couldn’t decipher whether she was really asking him or she was seeking confirmation on a truth she already knew, which was strange and uncomfortable to him because that also another topic he wasn’t ready to confront with her.

He didn’t even know she knew what a ‘girlfriend’ was.

“Uhm, no,” Chris shifted uncomfortably. An embarrassed smile brightened up his features and he wanted to laugh at being interrogated by a child about his non-existent love life. “Why?”

She shrugged, “Is it a secret?”

“Mya,”

She gave him a coy smile.

“How do you know what a girlfriend is?” Chris eyed her suspiciously, deciding on a new angle.

“I dunno,”

“Princess, c’mon, we tell each other everything. Right? Remember, we said we always have to tell the truth?”

“Uncle Seb has a girlfriend, he said it’s a secret,” Mya shared.

“He told you he has a girlfriend?”

She nodded again, covering her face.

“How do you know he has a girlfriend?” Chris pressed on, trying a different angle. She shrugged again.

“Aunty Lauren. I saw her on the phone with him,”

“I’m not following baby,”

“Like,” she began to explain, as best as she could with her limited vocabulary. “She’s with him on his phone picture, they were kissing. It’s yucky. I saw it when I was playing games,”

“Oh,” Chris finally said, understanding that she meant his phone’s display picture. Chris muttered under his breath, “Interesting. Your Uncle Seb’s so much trouble.”

After a short pause, he proposed the question that had been occupying his thoughts for a long while, and then of course the need to ask was exacerbated on Friday when he’d spent the evening with Kayla. He didn’t think he would be confronting this topic this soon, but he couldn’t miss the opportunity to ask Mya now and plant the seed, seeing as she’d brought it up herself.

“What if daddy had a girlfriend, how would that make you feel?”

“I don’t know, daddy. Maybe no kissing each other, it’s yucky,” she shrugged again earnestly, making Chris realise she understood the term ‘girlfriend’ in a very naïve way; as something to snicker about. “Are you going to get a girlfriend?”

“Oh man, not you too asking me to get a girlfriend,” he rolled his eyes and made a face to make her giggle. “Daddy is – he will – y’know what, this is weird, go to bed baby,”

“Okay. Kiss-kiss,” she pouted.

“Okay. I love you,” he smothered her face with kisses, causing her to laugh hysterically and seek refuge under her blanket, waking up Dodger as she accidentally kicked him. “So tomorrow, you and daddy have to talk about something important okay?”

“Okay, after the movie?”

Chris smiled, ruffling her hair “Yes sweetie. Goodnight,” he turned to Dodger. “C’mon buddy, let’s leave miss ‘silly sausage’ to sleep,”

And there was that cackle again, “I love you dada. Love you Daja,”

Chris poured himself a glass of red wine as he unwound on his couch, putting the TV on with Dodger at his side as Rick & Morty came on. He took a deep breath, feeling this was the most relaxed he had been all weekend. His two kids had occupied so much of his thoughts, energy and time this weekend, so whenever he could steal a moment of tranquillity he made the best of it. As he watched Rick & Morty in a daze, his mind wandering about the last topic of conversation he’d just had with Mya. It felt weird, talking about his love life with his baby girl. It’s not something he ever imagined having to do, back when he used to imagine life with a child. He wondered if that was her cry for help for some womanly company in the Evans household, or was it a plea to maintain the status quo, so she could have him all to herself? Especially since she had communicated it very clearly that she missed him when he was away at work, let alone someone else coming into his life demanding attention.

He sighed, pouring another glass growing very aware of how quickly he had downed the first. He thought about Kayla; if he was going to pursue her – what would the dynamics be like? Did she even like kids? Did she like dogs? Could she handle his complicated parenting situation?

Again, for the umpteenth time that evening, he shook that thought away. He was realising more and more, like everyone told him, his worst fears were things he was cooking up in his imagination. He always got ahead of himself in thought and imagined the worst possible scenarios. Scott always told him “no wonder why you have anxiety, you’re forcing your brain to live through things that are not even real.” So now he was trying to be better; trying to reign in on his thoughts and control them in a positive direction, even if it meant being too optimistic in thinking there was even a slight chance Kayla reciprocated his feelings.

So he went back to thinking about her, it felt nice. It was his place of peace. It was addictive to remember her smile, her voice, the way she teased him with no care and a total disregarded of his actor title. It felt nice, to be seen by her as a person and not an object or an ideal. He couldn’t wait to see her again tomorrow; he imagined her plump lips and then remembered the several lost opportunities that he had to kiss on her Friday. Her soft touch; the way she’d gently tap him on the shoulder when she’s laughing, she wasn’t as tactile as he was, but he remembered every single touch. He remembered the way her fingers felt in his fair. He remembered her scent emanating from different points on her body: her neck when she hugged him, her wrist when she applied products to his face, and her hair when she walked passed him.

His eyes flickered to his phone on the table, opening Safari on private browsing; his fingers hovered over the keypad on Google search. It was something he had to come to terms with sooner or later, and if Friday with Kayla and tonight’s conversation with Mya were anything to go by, it was going to be sooner. So he did, he typed the words in before quickly pressing the backspace, feeling ridiculous, so instead he called the person he knew would give him the peace he was after.

After several missed calls, she answered on the third attempt.

“Hi, sorry I’d left my phone in the dining room,”

“Hi,” He sighed contentedly into the phone, finding solace in her voice and rushed to get his thoughts together because he could feel that familiar wash of anxiety clouding him and choking him.

“I need your help with something,” he said, feeling his face warm up as though she could see him. It was a combination of the wine and the words he was going to speak that made him feel like he was going to throw up.

“Is everything okay?” she enquired with concern. “Chris?”

“Yeah, I’m just sitting here and was about to ask Google for advice on something that I’m sure it’d have answers for, but, I think you’re the best person to help me out here,”

“Okay,” she said tentatively. “What were you searching for?”

After a few seconds of silence and another sip of wine, Chris finally answered, knowing that as he was speaking out these words into the universe, there was no turning back, he would be confirming that he wanted to be with Kayla. All those negative thoughts and scenarios that could be – he also put them in the same ‘deal with it when and if they come’ box.

“Chris, you’re making me nervous,”

“I uhm…I wasn’t sure that Google will have an answer specifically tailored for a single dad who’s also an actor, for this particular question,” he sighed with a nervous laugh. “How do I go back out there and start dating again?”

She let out a soft gasp.

“What?” he was on edge.

“Do you know how long I’ve been waiting for you to ask me that question?”

“I know. But I met this woman and she’s amazing, she’s really incredible and I’m losing my mind every day that I don’t talk to her or see her,” he chuckled, feeling ridiculous. “I know this feeling, so I’m ready to go for it,”

“I’m so happy you called,” she stalled and emitted a muffled sound.

“Ma…Are you crying? Seriously…?”

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