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xxshewritesinblacknwhitexx · 1 year

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Off The Market

Chris Evans x Black Wife!Reader

WARNINGS: tipsy!Chris, mild fluff, flirting, nosy tv interviewer, very mild nudity

AUTHOR’s NOTE: An oldie from my old page, edited and brought over here. Also regardless if my fic has no smut or dark mentions, all of my work is still 18+. This isn’t apart of the Chris x Wife series I was thinking about. Just a stand alone one-shot.

BETA’d: @titty-teetee

Chris Evans was standing dressed in his best on the red carpet for the premiere of the final Avengers movie, rightfully titled, Avengers: Endgame. Tonight was going to be a little bittersweet, as this would be the last time that all six original members of the Avengers would walk the red carpet together. It was finally time for the torch, or in his case, Captain’s shield, to be passed on.

This was also Chris’ very first red carpet appearance since the two of you tied the knot a little over a couple of months ago.

Of course news had been buzzing for weeks about your very secret nuptials. People were questioning if it happened or if it didn’t happen. Paparazzi scrambled for days outside of your home in Los Angeles, trying to get a small glimpse to see if the two of you were wearing your rings. But they’d come up with nothing. Especially, since the two of you had fully relocated to his hometown in Boston.

But your wedding definitely happened, and it was definitely a secret. Your wedding was so secret, in fact, that your small group of guests, who thought they were arriving to celebrate your engagement, got the surprise of a lifetime when you showed up in your beautiful wedding dress, while you and Chris exchanged vows moments later.

Both yourself and Chris, much like most of your relationship and engagement, wanted to keep this to yourselves for a while. You just wanted to enjoy being husband and wife before the press found out and started hounding you with future plans of starting a family, which of course, you and Chris were definitely excited to be practicing. Especially the horndog that was your husband.

The two of you had a date set for when you were going to announce that you had gotten hitched, but that didn’t stop the vultures from their prying.

Chris, who smiled coyly at the flashing photographers, gave a small wave and a curt nod. He was nervous, and his anxiety was on a high level, which he tried to calm with shots of whiskey earlier with his co-stars, Jeremy Renner and Mark Ruffalo. But with every scream of the paparazzi and the surrounding fans, his nerves seemed to grow a little bit more intense.

Chris continued to make his way down the carpet, saying his hellos to his other fellow cast mates, while sharing jokes with his buddies, Anthony Mackie and Sebastian Stan. Luckily, most of the interviewers kept things professional in their questioning, only asking about the film and his future projects. Even asking him to give shout outs to other countries.

His last stop on the interview trail was with Nancy O’Dell from Entertainment Tonight. Now Chris has known Nancy for quite some time, as she’s interviewed him plenty of times in the past, but he also knew she was never too shy to get personal with him. And that scared the living hell out of him.

“Here we have Chris Evans, ladies and gentlemen,” the beautiful, older blonde celebrity anchor announced as Chris stepped up to his spot next to her. They quickly exchanged a casual hug. “How are you feeling tonight? You look amazing.”

Chris cleared his throat, nervously running a hand across his tie. “Thank you. I’m feeling pretty good. How are you?”

“I’m great, thank you.” She smiled, leaning into him. She was also a little too clingy with him at times, you’ve clearly noticed. But that was usually when you weren’t on his arm. Like tonight. “So, Chris, this is it. Final Avengers movie for you all. How did it feel to put that Cap suit back on for the last time?”

“A little tight.” Chris joked, causing Nancy to giggle softly. “No, it was amazing. Being on set with some of my best friends made for such a fun, great experience— a little bittersweet though since it’s the last time a lot of us will be in the same room with each other. But I feel we all did it justice. 10 years is a long time to be doing this, and I’m very proud of what we’ve accomplished in the end.”

“I can definitely see lots of emotions running high with everyone. Especially on this night.” Nancy stated, and Chris nodded in agreement. “Aside from the movie premiere here tonight, I really have to ask: Where is your better half? I’m surprised she’s not here with you tonight.”

Chris chuckled softly, again, running a hand down his tie. “You know, she really wanted to be here, but her schedule is just as crazy as mine. If not more, but, she’s definitely here with me in Spirit.” He gave the nosy news anchor a smile.

Well, wherever she is, we are sending her the best.” Nancy replied, reaching out to throw an arm around Chris’ shoulder. “And speaking of your better half, I feel like there are just a few things we need to get cleared up. Maybe some of those rumors you want to address?”

This time Chris let out a nervous chuckle. He knew exactly where this was headed. “That depends on what rumors you are referring to?”

“Well,” Nancy paused for dramatic effect, “is Chris Evans officially off the market?”

Yep, she went there.

“Oh,” Chris immediately jerked his head back, as he finally started to feel that whiskey warming his system. “Oh,” he repeated over and over.

“I mean, is it true?” Nancy questioned him, desperately trying to see if she could get a glimpse of the wedding ring on his left hand. Of course, it wasn’t there. You made sure of that.

“We’re not doing that.” Chris shook a finger at her, laughing.

“Why not? I know everybody at home,” Nancy pointed to the camera, “would love to know if our favorite superhero, here, finally got his happy ending.”

“Sh,” Chris shushed her, leaning to stroke her microphone. “Sh, sh, shhh.”

“He’s petting my mic.” Nancy, again, turned to the camera, giggling. She knew that she wasn’t going to get her way tonight. “So, is this your way of leaving this one alone?”

Chris looked back up at her and gave a nonchalant shrug. “I mean, you will know when it happens. But we both are happy where we are right now.”

“And that’s all that matters?” Nancy questioned, and Chris just nodded, stuffing his hands back in the pocket of his pants. “Well, we appreciate the honesty, Chris. Good luck tonight.”

“Thank you.” Chris smiled, giving her one last hug and walking away.

The moment Chris was out of the way of the paparazzi, he immediately pulled out his phone from his pocket and sent you a quick text.

dodged that bullet

His phone buzzed only seconds later with your response.

Wifey: I’m guessing you got asked & it was by Nancy wasn’t it?

yep & yep

Wifey: well it’s a good thing I have your ring with me

Chris smiled to himself, adamantly typing on his phone.

Yeah I’m going to need that back

Wifey: you’ll get it back soon

you’ll just have to take it off of me first

Chris’ phone buzzed a third time. But it wasn’t a typed response like he’d been expecting. It was a picture of you. You were currently wearing his platinum, engraved wedding ring on a necklace, secured safely around your neck, dressed in a white lace push-up bra. The barely there material stood out amongst the softness of your gorgeous brown skin.

Chris sucked in a deep breath, staring down at the image in front of him. Goddamn it, he missed the fuck out of you. He quickly started typing again.

Mrs. Evans you’re driving me fucking crazy here

Wifey: well Mr. Evans my husband just abandoned me

what’s a girl to do by herself in this big, empty house

Before Chris started typing again, the three dotted bubble —as if you were still typing— appeared on his screen. Within seconds, another photo of you showed up. This time it was a matching lace thong you were wearing.

Fuck this premiere

I’m getting on a plane

And coming home right now.

Wifey: I’ll be waiting

Chris sighed heavily, stuffing the phone back in his pocket, and immediately tried to find the nearest exit. He needed to get home to you. And he needed to get home now.

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graciegoeskrazy · 1 year

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Last Resort

Sebastian Stan x Teen!reader

Warnings

HEAVY talks of Self-harm, mentions of mental hospitals/psych wards, reader has 2 moms (if that bothers you then just unfollow me), New York City lol, some language, not entirely proofread

Word Count

~2k

A/N

Can you tell I got really lazy at the end? Lol. Sorry for being mia again. Also send me all your fic recs. I’m a update the list soon. Semi proud of this one. Xoxo.

To put it lightly, it had been a rough couple of months, but the long awaited spring break had finally arrived. Your parents didn't tell you where you were going. You only assumed it was some nice dinner or lunch or a fun activity they had planned to kick off your week off. Going on weekend trips to the city wasn’t unusual. You lived not even an hour away, and your online schooling routine gave you and your family the flexibility needed to do fun things like this. This weekend, however, felt…different.

Before you and your parents left, you caught them putting one of your small duffel bags into the back of the car. You didn't think much about it. It wasn't until they pulled into an unfamiliar parking garage once you got into the city, that you started to ask questions.

“So, where exactly are we going?”

“It's a surprise.” Your mom said. A hint of mischief in her voice.

“I thought we were just gonna get something to eat?” You continued.

“We are technically. Well…you are.” Your other mom gave her a light smack on the arm as she drove through the building trying to find a parking spot.

“Don’t spoil it too much!”

They both stopped talking and sat in silence, placing mental bets on how much longer it would be until you started talking again. You shot another glance to the back of the car, then continued. “What’s with the duffel bag?”

Your moms exchanged gitty glances, having a silent conversation with their eyes, debating whether or not to explain more, or just let you see for yourself. They landed on the latter. You sat back abruptly in your seat, arms crossed, pondering what your mothers could possibly have in store.

The car finally pulled into a spot, and the car unclicked. As you got out and stretched your legs you caught a peak of your mom getting out the driver seat and heading to the back out the car. She pulled out the duffel bag and kept walking past you to the elevator. Your mothers paused, exchanged glances at each other's phones which seemed like some sort of text, then continued walking, signaling for you to follow them.

What in the world was happening?

…

The cool New York City air greeted you as you stepped foot on the pavement. Although it was spring and people were dressed like it was the hottest day of summer, there was still a chill in the air.

Your parents turned various corners and ended with you right behind. Ou asked a couple questions here and there, along with some not-so-educated guess…

“Is it…the zoo?”

“Is it a Broadway show?

“Are we seeing the Jonas Brothers in concert?!?!”

“Is it the Disney store? I think I deserve a shopping spree after all I've been through.”

You gave up eventually. With the unhidable smirks your parents kept giving as they walked in front of you, you could tell you were getting nowhere. One of your moms kept checking her phone every 2 seconds, so you felt as if you all were about to reach your destination. She grabbed your arms gently and led you forward so you were now walking in toe with them.

“You know we both love you more than anything in this world right?”

What the fuck is about to happen?!

You kept you cool and just nodded.

“And you know all we want to do is help. Right?”

Your first instinct was that they were about to send you to another mental hospital. You silently hoped and prayed that was not it. You already spent some time there and it was (simply yet accurately put) the deepest darkest hell you have ever experienced. It made some sense with the duffel bag, but still did not entirely add up. You just sent another nod her way.

She smiled and looked forward again. “We hope you have the best time. You will call us if you need anything at all. Understood?”

You quirked your head in confusion as all your steps slowed. “Okay. I need some serious context right now. What the hell do you mean?”

A new voice spoke up. “She means, you're coming with me.”

You whipped your head around and were relieved and equally confused to see a familiar face you adored so much.

“Sebastian!”

You and Sebastian had met when you were 7. You were working on a film together and since then have become inseparable, working on 2 other projects, seeing each other frequently, and practically trusting each other with your lives.

You both smiled as you hugged and greeted each other. “What the hell are you doing here?! What do you mean I'm coming with you?”

“One sec my love.” He said. He turned past you and greeted your parents. Your mom gave him the duffel bag while talking in hushed whispers. You couldn’t make out anything they were saying, but it didn't matter, you were too busy standing in shock from what was happening to try and figure out what was happening.

Your moms voice brought you back to the present. “We love you sweetie! We’ll see you later.”

Sebastian walked back towards you. “You ready?”

“Okay are you gonna be the one to tell me what’s happening?”

He sighed, “You need a break. So, I’m giving you one.”

Still vague.

“Okay? So where are we going?’

“First, grab a quick snack. Then, the park, and then after, my place.”

…

Your day was filled with scenic walks around NYC, delicious sweets provided by Sebastian, and it all led you to now. This duffel bag your parents brought was filled with some clothes and bathroom stuff for an overnight stay or 2. After getting showered in changed back at Sebastian’s apartment, you walked out of the bathroom to find Sebastian pumping up and air mattress for you to sleep on.

“You know I’ll just end up sleeping on the couch right?”

“Nope, I get the couch and you get the air mattress.”

“Hmm. In that case I’ll just take your bed.”

“Very funny. What happened to our movie night? I though you were gonna force me to watch the latest Spider-Man movie?”

“Yeah okay fine.”

You sat on the couch as Sebastian continued to set up the mattress, finishing it with pillows and blankets.

“Okay, I’m still confused. Why did my parents bribe you to hang out with me?”

He chuckled, “They didn’t bribe me, y/n. No one needs to bribe me to hang out with my favorite person.”

You smiled. “Okay, but why now? I still feel like I'm missing something.”

He put the air mattress pump down and sat across from you on the sofa.”

“Your parents and I are just worried, that’s all.”

You pondered his response for a moment. “Worried about what?”

He sighed, “About you.”

He knows

You let out a small fake chuckle. “Why on Earth would you need to-”

“Your parents told me what happened.”

All the color drained from your face. Sebastian must have noticed. He placed a comforting hand on your knee. He knew you kept a lot of things private. Although he knew of some things you were going though, now and in the past, he still knew you were a secretive person, you liked to handle things on your own. He knew it was hard for you to talk about things like this and also knew you definitely didn't want him to know about your most recent struggles, but your parents were desperate in getting you to open up, and Sebastian seemed like the safest bet.

“I- W-what are you-”

“Don't play dumb, y/n.”

The pain and worry seemed to turn to anger. You stood up and went to the kitchen to refill your drink. “I’m fine, Sebastian.”

“Trying to kill yourself doesn’t sound fine to me.”

“Shut up will you!”

“Tell me what happened.”

“I-“

“Go slow. Take your time. I’m here, and I’ve got all night.” He said that last part in an attempt to make you laugh, but it didn’t seem to work.

“A couple months ago…I don’t know, I was really tired. I was still in real school, the bullying was nonstop, everyone made fun of me for the stupidest things. I know I I better than what they said, or the stupid things they called me, but it still ge5s to you, you know? My grades were dropping as a result, I was being treated like shit at work with these terrible directors, and I just reached my breaking point.”

You looked at Sebastian, eyes asking for permission to go on. He nodded, pulling you in closer to him.

“I rarely told my parents about anything. They knew something was wrong, but they never would have suspected it got this bad. One night..I found a bottle of some old prescription pills that used to belong to my mom. I locked my self in the bathroom and just…”

The tears fell faster. You didn’t move. Sebastian just held you as you cried into him. His chin resting on your head. After a moment of catching your breath, you tried to continue.

“I spent a little more than a week in a mental hospital. It was like…pure hell. I never want to go back. And I know it all sounds dumb. I’m lucky, I went to a good school, I was working on a movie for christ's sake, I probably should’ve just sucked it up. I know it probably It sound like I’m a stupid spoiled brat-“

Sebastian grabbed your face genially in his hands “Hey! None of that. You do not need to apologize for what you did. You were struggling and weren’t in a good place. You do not have to apologize for that, you understand me?” You nodded. “All that matters now is that your here now, you're safe, you’re better, and you will get even better, okay? You’ve reached the bottom my love, but you made it out, and now there is nowhere to go but up.” You fell into him again. “And you’re not alone. You have your amazing moms, some of your friends, I beg there is people at work who care about you, and you have me, and you can’t get rid of me that easily, ok?”

“I just wish all of this was over. I wish I was fine, I wish I was normal. I hate feeling this way. This all just happened so fast. I miss myself, I miss being normal.”

“You will feel better again. And what even is normal? Normal is so boring. My love, you were never normal. You were this beautiful, intelligent, superstar young woman, leading a nowhere near normal life. The last thing I would want for you is for you to be normal.”

“Yeah, I guess.”

“All you need to do now is focus on getting better, and know I will be there every single step of the way.”

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imwall-e · 1 month

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You and Us - CHAPTER 5

Pairing : Sebastian Stan x Reader x Bucky

Warning : 18+, MINOR DNI, smut, angst, fluff, voyeurism, masturbation (m, f receiving), breeding kink, a bit of dom Bucky I guess

A/N : As someone who doesn't write smut very often, I am really proud of me. I know the more I'll write, the better I'll get! Please, do not hesitate to give me advice or to correct me as English isn't my first language !

Bucky was sitting on the couch, his eyes firmly closed. Maybe you were right, maybe he should stop fighting all the time. But he felt like he was nothing without that, because that's all he knew for so many years. What was he good at outside of being a soldier ?

"Is everything okay ?" he heard a voice. Not yours unfortunately. "I saw Y/N rushing to your bedroom and it looked like she was crying." Sebastian. The actor. Your favourite one.

Damn, he really looks like me.

"Yeah, I kind of screwed things over."

"I don't know her much, but from what I understood, she loves you more than anything in the world. Whatever you did, I'm sure you can work this out."

Maybe he was right. But right now, you didn't want to see him and he had to accept this. Even if the wait was long. To make time go faster he invited Sebastian to stay with him. He used his "staring problem" on him, saying that they should "talk about last night". Poor man was terrified for a few seconds, but it helped Bucky to laugh and lightened his mood.

Surprisingly enough, the two men started to get along. They talked about their families. Bucky explained how life was back when he lived in the 20th century. They also shared their unfortunate experience with Hydra. The former assassin didn't enter into too much detail, but enough so Sebastian would understand.

They exchange like that for a moment. Until the night settled.

Bucky was really tired, the last mission, the fear of losing the woman he loved more than his own life, it was too much. He needed some sleep. There was no reply when he knocked softly on the door of your shared room.

You'd fallen asleep with the light on and Bucky could see your reddened nose, a few tissues that hadn't ended up in the bin, and your pillow a little wet. All the signs were that you'd been crying, and not just a little.

He blamed himself terribly. You were supposed to be able to count on him, and he'd let you down. It wouldn't happen again. He changed into his pyjamas and joined you in bed, putting an arm around you and taking care not to wake you up.

He had dozed off for just over an hour when he felt you stir. You slowly opened your eyes. The alarm clock said two o'clock in the morning. Bucky was still hugging you, his hand holding one of yours. You turned to him and smiled, still half asleep. Then that smile disappeared as quickly as it had arrived. Bucky remembered at the same time as you: he'd made a decision to go on a mission when you needed him. But he needed you too. He pulled you close and placed a kiss on your head.

"Please don't go. Please, Navy," you whispered, tears welling up in your eyes.

"I'm staying dragostea mea, I'll go and see Fury first thing tomorrow. You're right, I don't have to fight all the time."

"Promise?" You asked, dipping your gaze into his. "I promise." Bucky felt the relief of his answer, such a relief that you kissed him. A sweet kiss that quickly turned to passion. You both needed it.

Bucky moved you on top of him, running his hands from your hips to your ass. You were wearing nothing but a tank top and panties, while Bucky was dressed only in his grey sweatpants, outfits that turned you both on. And it didn't help that you were rubbing your sex against his. Bucky knew he was hard as ever, and he was sure you were soaking wet.

He needed to know. To feel it. To hear you enjoying yourself. He switched positions, then stood up. You watched him remove his trousers, and Bucky loved the desire he saw in your eyes. Just as he saw you start to take off your shirt, he got back on top of you, locking your hands above your head.

"Don't take away my pleasure in undressing you, dragostea mea."

"James, please don't keep me waiting."

"You're right, we've both waited too long." Then he ripped off your shirt before starting to suck on your nipples, making you moan softly.

His metal hand played with the breast that wasn't under the onslaught of his mouth, then began to slide gently over your stomach, then your hip, to finally linger at the level of your thighs and caress your intimacy.

You were already soaking wet. You were moving your hips hoping to have some relief. Your clitoris ached, a pain brought on by all the pleasure you felt, by the desire to feel Bucky inside you. But he wanted to wait, to enjoy this moment. Yet even he couldn't hold on any longer, so he plunged two of his metal fingers deep into your pussy, and you screamed with pleasure.

"James, please, don't stop !" you begged, one hand in his hair, the other gripping the pillow as if you were going to fall from all the pleasure the man between your legs was giving you.

As an answer, he stopped, replacing his fingers with his mouth and tongue. And damn, you tasted so sweet, he could feast on you forever. The moans escaping your mouth only made him harder. He knew you were getting closer by the way you were chanting his name.

"Come on my face, baby. Come on, make a mess", he said between licks of your pussy. He craved being inside you, but you had to come first. Which didn't take long with all the praises and touches he was giving you.

You were still shaking when he lined up to your entrance, and penetrated you in one thrust. It got you to arch your back. He was fucking you through your orgasm. The one of many. Another was building up with each hard thrust Bucky was giving you, eating that sweet spot of yours every time.

"Fuck… James! James! James! Please." It was all you could say. It was good. Perfect.

"Does it feel good?" He smirked when you nodded. "Like that, right?" he continued, abusing that sweet spot, not slowing down.

The second orgasm hit you hard. Your eyes rolled back, and Bucky was pretty sure he'd have marks on his back with how hard you were gripping him. He was close, but he knew he could go all night, so he teased you again : "Damn, you're so tight. I won't last long. Gonna cum in that pretty pussy. Gonna get you pregnant so everyone knows who you belong to, even that actor you like."

"All yours, Bucky!" you screamed as he painted your walls with his cum.

After a few more thrusts, Bucky laid down beside you, opening his arm so you could curl up against him. You looked tired : "Sleep, dragostea mea. Take some rest for our next round." A smile spread across your face, and you closed your eyes. Bucky moved slowly as he turned off the small light, not wanting to wake you up yet.

But before doing that, he glanced at the door, which had remained ajar. He had heard Sebastian while he was buried deep inside you. He had heard the actor stop near your room. He must have got up in the middle of the night.

Sebastian had heard you.

But Bucky had heard him too.

Sebastian couldn't help but hear what was going on. He had heard and listened to your moans, your cries of pleasure. He wanted you to scream out his name in the same way you did for the Sergeant.

He should have left. But it was so exciting listening to you. And before he could hold back, his hand was in his boxers, pumping his member harder than ever. He imagined himself on top of you, under you. His hands caressing you, his mouth exploring your body. He was cumming at the same time as you, his breath coming in gasps. Your name escaping his lips in a whisper.

He returned to his bedroom, exhausted.

He didn't know that Bucky heard him.

And he didn't know that Bucky had an idea.

I hope you enjoyed this chapter, the next one will by spicy too !

Thank you for reading me, and do not hesitate to vote, share and comment if you feel comfortable to do so :D

~ Willow

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mxssingmemories · 9 months

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Hi! Can i have a request with Sebastian Stan and his pre-teen daughter where they have a dad-daughter date but it's ruined by the paparazzis? Thank you!💗

(sorry for my bad English )

Paparazzi Sucks

Pairing: Sebastian Stan x pre-teen daughter! reader

Summary: On a father-daughter date, paparazzi do their best to ruin it. Sebastian doesn't let it get to you too much, though; lots of fluff <3

Warnings: mentions of nausea, paps being assholes, anxiety maybe?

Word Count: 630 ish!

A/N: i'm coming back out of the shadows! hope everyone's doing well :) also, your english is perfect, lovely!!

GIF by justarandomgirly

It was pretty easy to forget your dad was famous. Everyone else knew him as Sebastian Stan, but you were almost a teenager-you just knew him as your dad. He was the man you'd looked up to your whole life, and who was always there for you no matter what happened. You loved spending time with him more than anything, so when he offered to go to your favorite restaurant for a daddy-daughter date, you were very excited.

"Where are we going, dad?" you whined, tugging on your dad's shirt as you walked to the door. Sebastian laughed as you attempted to drag him to the car door, excitement in your eyes.

"You'll find out soon, love." he smiled, buckling your seatbelt for you.

You squealed when you two finally arrived at the restaurant-it was your favorite. They served so many different meals, but you loved the ice cream bar the most.

"I'll have...whichever special pasta that's on the menu, please!" Sebastian ordered, he & the waitress both looking over to you.

"And for you, little miss?"

"I'll have some chicken nuggets, please!" The waitress nodded and left you two alone after confirmation from your dad that it was okay.

"How was your day, lovie?"

"It was okay. This guy won't stop bothering me though, he keeps looking at me from across the room! It's so annoying." you sighed, looking down at your drink.

"I will fight him." Seb deadpans loudly enough to where a few people look up from their conversations, sending both of you into a laughing fit. A minute later, the waitress arrived with your order. You had to admit, those chicken nuggets looked amazing. Exchanging pleasantries & a quick thank you with the waiter, you both dug in.

The food was so good you ended up devouring it in ten minutes, much to your dad's complaint. He said it would make you nauseous, but you disagreed (you later found out he was very much correct.) After a visit to the ice cream bar, you walked outside. You were met with flashing cameras and loud voices, microphones being shoved in your face. It was instantly overwhelming for you-you hadn't been exposed enough to learn how to deal with that in the moment. The reporters pissed Sebastian off to no end, but he was fed up when they started trying to grab you.

"The fuck, man? That's my kid! Get the hell off of her," he snapped, shoving them off of you. You'd gathered tears in your eyes by this point, trying to focus on something else besides the scene in front of you.

All your dad could do was try to shield you from the cameras, trying his best not to think about the pictures that will show up on all sorts of magazines tomorrow.

When you got back to the car, the ride home was silent. You dad's hand was covering yours, as you stared blankly out of the window. The minute the car stopped, you ran into the house. Sebastian followed quickly after you, sitting on the couch just in time to catch you as you threw yourself on top of him. You cried for a solid twenty minutes as your dad's hand stroked through your hair, comforting you the best way he knew how for an entirely new situation.

When you'd calmed down, he shifted to where he was holding you in his chest. He put on your favorite movie, and you let yourself be distracted by all the colors on the screen. Kissing your forehead, he smiled as he saw all the negative tension disappear from your body. He was content with you in his arms, and you were grateful to have a dad like him.

#sebastian stan x teen!reader #sebastian stan x daughter!reader #sebastian stan fluff #my writing #sebastian stan #mcu x teen!reader

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cockslutpadalecki · 1 year

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Lisa’s 2022 Reads Masterlist

I sincerely failed in trying to read 2,022 fics and I definitely didn’t read as much as I would’ve liked, but I’m still proud of myself what I did manage to achieve! I was going to make masterlists for each month, but I think we’re beyond that now so... have an epic one instead.

I am not responsible for the content you choose to consume. Please heed all warnings, pairings, tropes before you proceed. Don’t send hate to any authors for mistakes YOU make in choosing to sideline warnings and reading a story that is going to make you feel uncomfortable. Be mindful that most of these stories are more than likely 18+ so no minors.

CHRIS EVANS CHARACTERS

⤞ STEVE ROGERS

@boxofbonesfic; ✿ Memento ✿ Yes, Headmaster ✿ Office Hours ✿ Down In The Dark ✿ Last Laugh ✿ Something Blue ✿ Bakers’ Dozen ✿ Bitten ✿ Rumination

@straywords; ✿ On The Rocks ✿ Show Some Respect ✿ Jitters Series ✿ Tight Until It Snaps ✿ A Taste ✿ Unholy/Sin On Your Tongue

@princessmisery666; ✿ Drinking Alone, Together ✿ Sundress

@darkficsyouneveraskedfor; ✿ Merciless ✿ Book Smart

✿ Sweat And Sacrifice (2) (3): @lokislastlove

✿ Fragile - Time’s Up: @syntheticavenger

✿ Sex Tape (2) (3): @fictional-affairs

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⤞ ARI LEVINSON

✿ Good: @nocturne-pisces ✿ New Hire (1) (2): @boxofbonesfic ✿ Our Little Secret: @straywords

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⤞ LLOYD HANSEN

@angrythingstarlight; ✿ Don’t Look ✿ If You Want It So Bad

@charnelhouse; ✿ Mirror ✿ You’re Not Cinderella

✿ Sad Girl: @onsunnyside

✿ Diabolical Dealings: @lokislastlove

✿ Side To Side: @labella420

✿ Grand Finale: @darkficsyouneveraskedfor

✿ Boring, Boring, Boring: @rustytricycle

✿ Come To Daddy: @straywords

✿ Thanks For The Invite: @syntheticavenger

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⤞ RANSOM DRYSDALE

✿ Nocturnal (3): @syntheticavenger ✿ The House By The River: @darkficsyouneveraskedfor ✿ Yesterday’s Dream, Today’s Nightmare: @late-to-the-party-81

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⤞ ANDY BARBER

@darkficsyouneveraskedfor; ✿ What Could Be ✿ If It’s Only A Fantasy, Then Why Is It Killing Me?

✿ Cruel Daddy Series: @onsunnyside

✿ The Perfect Man: @targaryenvampireslayer

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⤞ CURTIS EVERETT

✿ Together Forever: @syntheticavenger

SEBASTIAN STAN CHARACTERS

⤞ BUCKY BARNES

@straywords; ✿ Fallen Doves ✿ Insatiable ✿ A Perfect Fit ✿ Caught In The Sirens ✿ Bows And Ribbons

@sweeterthanthis; ✿ Rise And Shine, Princess ✿ Your Filthy Heart (8) ✿ Game, Set And Match

@gogolucky13; ✿ Comply ✿ Little Bird Series ✿ Notam

@cherienymphe; ✿ Dollhouse Series ✿ Midnight Snack

✿ The Devil You Know: @sgt-seabass

✿ Dangerous Dance: @princessmisery666

✿ Cut: @boxofbonesfic

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⤞ MICKEY HENRY

✿ Alive: @navybrat817

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⤞ LANCE TUCKER

✿ Bronze: @nocturne-pisces

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⤞ NICK FOWLER

@navybrat817; ✿ Soft Spot ✿ Gratification

✿ Shoot To Thrill: @sweeterthanthis

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⤞ STEVE KEMP

✿ Heads Will Roll: @sgt-seabass ✿ Sweet Tooth: @cherienymphe ✿ Tastes Like You: @nocturne-pisces

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⤞ LEE BODECKER

@sweeterthanthis; ✿ Bellyache ✿ Dazed And Confused

✿ Dress Up: @sgt-seabass

✿ Homemade Heaven: @nocturne-pisces

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⤞ CHRIS (DESTROYER)

✿ Stress Reliever: @nocturne-pisces

CE/SS CHARACTER PAIRINGS+

⤞ STEVE ROGERS/BUCKY BARNES

@straywords; ✿ Past Curfew ✿ Shelter From The Storm ✿ Deny Me

✿ Guilty: @syntheticavenger

✿ Talking Bird (1): @boxofbonesfic

✿ Grocery List Series: @nocturne-pisces

✿ An Indecent Proposal: The Paris Exchange: @imanuglywombat

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⤞ STEVE ROGERS/BUCKY BARNES/NICK FOWLER

✿ Favour: @howdoyousleep3

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⤞ NICK FOWLER/BUCKY BARNES

✿ Push And Pull: @navybrat817

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⤞ ARI LEVINSON/CHRIS (DESTROYER)

✿ Bait And Switch (1): @sweeterthanthis

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⤞ ANDY BARBER/ARI LEVINSON/BUCKY BARNES

✿ En Voyage: @onsunnyside

MARVEL

⤞ THOR ODINSON

✿ Lessons: @charnelhouse ✿ Size: @boxofbonesfic

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⤞ PETER PARKER

@cherienymphe; ✿ Forget Me Not (TH) ✿ Guns N’ Roses (TH) ✿ The Favor (TH)

✿ Outskirts: @lokislastlove (TH)

✿ Brother’s Keeper: @darkficsyouneveraskedfor (TH)

✿ Anxious: @syntheticavenger (AG)

✿ Inhibitions: @clints-lucky-arrow (AG)

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⤞ HARRY OSBORN

✿ Nasty: @thewritingdoll (DD)

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⤞ DRUIG (ETERNALS)

@clints-lucky-arrow: ✿ Everything ✿ Kyphi ✿ Ruin

✿ Good Vibrations: @mothdruid

✿ Sweet Madness: @cherienymphe

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⤞ STEVE ROGERS/BUCKY BARNES/THOR ODINSON/LOKI LAUFEYSON/SAM WILSON/PETER PARKER

✿ Hidden Gems Series: @darkficsyouneveraskedfor

OUTER BANKS

⤞ RAFE CAMERON

@cherienymphe: ✿ Country Club Chronicles ✿ Friends Like These ✿ Brother May I Series ✿ The Hills Series ✿ Wicked Games/That Night ✿ Just The Tip ✿ Pretty When You Cry ✿ Do I Wanna Know?

@darkficsyouneveraskedfor; ✿ Be Mine ✿ Lost Cause ✿ Bring You Flowers

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⤞ RAFE CAMERON/TOPPER THORNTON

✿ Only For Tonight: @cherienymphe

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⤞ RAFE CAMERON/JJ MAYBANK

✿ Amnesiac Series: @cherienymphe

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⤞ JJ MAYBANK

✿ One Last Sunset: @princessmisery666 ✿ Traitor: @cherienymphe

SUPERNATURAL

⤞ DEAN WINCHESTER

✿ Lights Out (Prologue): @winchest09 ✿ Liquid Courage: @covered-byroses

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⤞ SAM WINCHESTER

@princessmisery666; ✿ Cuffed ✿ Don’t Leave

✿ Tight: @kittenofdoomage

THE BOYS

⤞ SOLDIER BOY

@targaryenvampireslayer; ✿ Fangirl Crush ✿ Rescue Mission

✿ G.B.A: @impala-dreamer

✿ Bruise: @charnelhouse

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⤞ HOMELANDER

@cherienymphe; ✿ Home Sweet Home ✿ Daddy Issues Series

JOEL KINNAMAN CHARACTERS

⤞ RICK FLAG

@princessmisery666; ✿ Take A Shot ✿ Nobody But You, Forever ✿ Slip Of The Tongue

✿ Dead On Arrival (7) (8) (9): @clints-lucky-arrow

✿ Kill Of The Night: @babblydrabbly

✿ The Watcher: @darkficsyouneveraskedfor

✿ It’s Completely Natural: @mishficsx

✿ Why: @lorecraft

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⤞ TAKESHI KOVACS

✿ Smile For You: @loverhymeswith

HOUSE OF THE DRAGON

⤞ DAEMON TARGARYEN

@cherienymphe; ✿ Rumor Has It ✿ The Dragon’s Den

✿ You’ll Be Waiting In Vain: @charnelhouse

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⤞ AEGON II TARGARYEN

✿ Violet Eyes & Violent Delights: @cherienymphe

❀ ❀ ❀ ⤞ AEMOND TARGARYEN

✿ I Spy With My Little Eye: @cherienymphe ✿ Tears In Rain: @charnelhouse ✿ Idaña: @mypoisonedvine

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⤞ AEGON II TARGARYEN/AEMOND TARGARYEN

@cherienymphe; ✿ Sibling Rivalry ✿ Gods & Monsters

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⤞ DAEMON TARGARYEN/HARWIN STRONG

✿ He Finds You: @targaryenvampireslayer

STRANGER THINGS

⤞ EDDIE MUNSON

✿ Wild Side/Still Of The Night: @mypoisonedvine ✿ Let Me Make It Up To You: @irrelevantwriter

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⤞ EDDIE MUNSON/STEVE HARRINGTON

✿ On The Prowl: @mypoisonedvine

FANDOM CROSSOVER PAIRINGS

⤞ RICK FLAG/RANSOM DRYSDALE

✿ Beginners Luck: @lokislastlove

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⤞ STEVE KEMP/LOKI

✿ I’m Your Victim & I Like It: @breakablebarnes

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⤞ SOLDIER BOY/STEVE ROGERS

✿ One Last Time: @targaryenvampireslayer

MISC. CHARACTERS

⤞ JAKE “HANGMAN” SERESIN (TOP GUN MAVERICK)

✿ Warning: Do Not Engage: @clints-lucky-arrow ✿ Jake: @charnelhouse ✿ Under The Radar Series: @princessmisery666

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⤞ LUCIFER MORNINGSTAR (CHILLING ADVENTURES OF SABRINA)

✿ Promised: @cherienymphe

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⤞ ADRIAN CHASE/VIGILANTE (PEACEMAKER)

✿ Chainsaws And Parking Lots: @charnelhouse

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⤞ BRUCE WAYNE (DARK KNIGHT TRILOGY)

✿ Kryptonite: @cherienymphe

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⤞ WALTER DEVILLE (THE INVITATION)

✿ My Soul To Take: @cherienymphe

#lisa's 2022 reads of 2022

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katskitoshi · 2 years

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"i haten't you so much <33," obey me (part 2)

synopsis: obey me brothers react to [name] who tells them that they love them in the best and most straight-forward way they can...which happens to be the most confusing way for the brothers.

characters: leviathan, satan & asmodeus (separately) x gender neutral! [name]

includes: cursing

author's note: this has been in my drafts so i guess i'll post it.

LEVIATHAN: AVATAR OF ENVY

levi had invited you over to his room to play a new game, stardew valley. it was a slow-paced farming game that revolved around you and (in this case) the other player. you both thought you needed a break from all the action and fast-paced games so you took a nice break and landed on lotan farm (picked by levi).

you were huddled up next to each other, him on his pc and you on your switch. even though this wasn't a game that required too much focus, you couldn't help but find levi's focused face adorable. the way his eyes intently stared at the screen as he worked to reel in a fish. "yes!" he threw his hands up in victory as he caught a pike, the fish sebastian wanted.

he turned to you so he could motion for you to look at his screen. when he did, he only saw you already staring at him. "did you see that, [name]? so cool, right?" - he noticed you not responding and waved his hand infront of his face before realizing you were staring at him - "[n-[name]?"

both of your faces were turning increasingly red. "levi i-" you took a deep breath. levi was hoping this was what he wanted. was this the cool romantic confession that the main character in that one anime got by saying "haten't" instead of "love"? he'd hope. "levi, i haten't you!"

w h a t?

you, the perfect exchange student, loved him, the yucky otaku?

unbelievable

and in the way he wanted to?

no, you were probably saying that you hate him. who'd even love a yucky otaku? he could barely understand how he fell in love with a half normie.

"you hate me?" he asked.

oh no! you gave him the wrong idea!

"no! i meant, uh, i..i love you dammit!"

he did understand and he was red.

"i..i guess i love you too, normie,"

SATAN: AVATAR OF WRATH

satan had invited you to his room for a mini book club. this week, you two were going over a book about a librarian that fell in love with a book-lover. it was quite interesting, and you could personally relate to the main character and book lover, yuki, who confessed to the librarian, stan, by saying 'i haten't you,'

those were your intentions today. to tell satan that you love him. and plus, you both agreed that the way that yuki confessed was the best in any love related book you both've read together. "...that's why i wish if they had said more about how stan's older brother fell in love with yuki only for stan to get them. ya' know?" he went on about the book, something he'd loved, something he held. you've never want to be a book more in your life.

"[name]?" he called out to you, you heard him. you didn't want to answer. would a book plot confession be the way to go with him? no way to know unless you try. "satan, i haten't you,"

this man slammed the book closed in his hands.

he found it hot how you confessed in the way the book's mc did.

he was full on blushing too.

he leaned in for a kiss, just like stan did to yuki, and kissed you.

if only you were both in a book store and he were a librarian, this would've been perfect and straight out the book.

"i haten't you too,"

ASMODEUS: AVATAR OF LUST

it was times like these he loved the most: self care saturday. asmodeus took notice of your habit of not giving time to pamper yourself so he does it for you. every saturday. you loved how in these moments, you both let your guard down.

it was a time where asmo seemed more calm and, ya know, less horny. more or less actually enjoying the time at hand. right now, he was painting your nails [color]. "thank you, asmo. i really don't know how i'd be if i didn't have you here with me to remind and help me with self care." you chuckled a bit.

"don't worry about it, darling. you're too beautiful not to be taken care of," he stared at you before staring down at your nails again. when asmo was with you, he felt real love. love and lust get confused quite often, but with you, it never got mixed up. he loved any time he got to spend with you. he'd hate to lose you from his flirty nature so he toned it down around you. thats how bad he wanted you.

he looked so cute focusing on your nails like that. so very cute. "i haten't you so much," you muttered.

he stoped doing your nails and looked you dead in the eyes.

he has gotten quite the bit of confessions and he's heard almost every one in the book including this one.

"you love me?"

how the FUCK did he figure it out so fast??

"i-uh.."

you weren't naturally a stutter-y or shy person, you were just caught off guard this time.

he leans is and kisses you, cupping your cheek in the process.

not a trace of lust, only love.

"i love you too, darling. i haten't you so much,"

#obey me swd #obey me #anime #obey me asmo #obey me asmodeus #obey me x mc #obey me x reader #obey me shall we date #obey me satan #obey me levi #obey me leviathan #obey me one master to rule them all #obey me x gender neutral reader #gender nuetral reader #obey me scenarios #obey me headcanons #obey me imagines #obey me fluff

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allwaswell16 · 1 year

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All the One Direction fics I read and enjoyed in November 2022. You can listen to my podcast to hear me talk about each of these fics (yes I talked about every single one of those trick or treat fest fics lol) as well as an overview of what was posted on ao3 including the fics on this month’s fic roundup which you can find here! Please let the writers know if you liked the fics by leaving kudos and comments! Happy reading!

-Larry-

These High Walls by LarryAlways28

(E, 68k, a/b/o) So... when the older, and wildly attractive Harry Styles offers him a deal in exchange for saving his family's legacy- how could Louis ever refuse that?

All Out of Love by SunTomato / @sun-tomato

(G, 32k, cupid au) While on a mission to match Liam and Zayn, the distraction comes in the shape of Louis Tomlinson – an overworked and underloved man trying way too hard to do everything himself.

Where the World has Come Together by LadyLondonderry / @londonfoginacup

(M, 26k, fantasy au) For the crime of elven blood running through his veins, Louis Tomlinson spends his days protecting the human kingdom he’s been cast out of. Forcibly tied by magic to the very walls that encircle the city, he and the other guards do what they can to find some semblance of a life.

I Know You Rider (Gonna Miss Me When I'm Gone) by @cyantific

(T, 9k, 90s au) The one where Louis hates hippies and roller coasters and Harry tries to fix that with lots of fun facts, terrible puns and perhaps one very life-changing moment in a dark tunnel.

kill my mind by StarryDay13 / @daydreaming-sunflower

(T, 2k, uni au, ficlet as part of series) Kind of a "the extroverted friend adopts the introverted one" scenario except they are in love.

dont let it break your heart by StarryDay13 / @daydreaming-sunflower

(T, 2k, emotional hurt/comfort, ficlet as part of series) Louis is a flirty bartender, and Harry just got dumped.

-Rare Pairs-

enough to make a girl blush by @disgruntledkittenface

(E, 22k, Louis/Niall) When Louis moves from her small hometown to the city, she runs into her childhood friend Niall. Despite her surprise at learning that Niall presented as an alpha, she’s immediately drawn to her.

over my shoulder by @nouies

(E, 10k, Louis/Sebastian Stan) The media thinks omega singer Louis Tomlinson is dating alpha actor Sebastian Stan because they bump into each other all the time.

Not Sure How To Say This Right by @wabadabadaba

(M, 7k, Louis/Florence Pugh) Louis had resigned herself to be Florence's best friend and watch from the sidelines as Florence gave her all to someone who didn't appreciate her. That was until she came home to Florence in her kitchen with a new hair cut, brownies and newly single.

As long as you're not afraid to feel by wordsnnotes / @quelsentiment

(T, 5k, Louis/Liam) Liam can’t help sounding a bit suspicious as he replies, “You want to co-host Phantom Tales? Do you even believe in ghosts?”

With This Wing, I Thee Wed by LadyAJ_13 / @ladyaj-13

(T, 4k, Louis/Niall) “Nando’s?” Niall crosses his arms and pouts, a little line appearing between his eyebrows. “I want Nandos. I like Nandos.” “And I like my dignity,” Louis mutters.

Next Door by @allwaswell16

(NR, 2k, Louis/Rob Pattinson) When a stray cat starts coming round Louis' garden and bothering his dog, Louis and his best friend set out to capture it.

-Trick or Treat Fest-

(all 666 words)

Accidental Love by Laziam (MItCheLlInE) / @guilty1dlove

An Apple A Day by @lululawrence

Bloody Squid by rainblou / @loubbies

fallin' all in (love with) you by eynap / @panye

Foreshadowing by @neondiamond

Ghost Ship by cherrylarry | @beelou

head all full of stuffin' by Lhhome | @lhhomefics

Holy Guacamole! by bluegreenish | @greenblueish

Hot Pumpkin Guy by downcamethelightning | @sxvedbyastranger

i've been looking for the missing piece by @dragmedown

Meet-Woof by @littleroverlouis

Needle by @nouies

Scare me, baby by TeamLouis / @teamlouis2022

Spellbound by yourlionheartx / @djtommotomlinson

Swallowpeen by yeah_alright / @uhoh-but-yeah-alright

Sweet Talk by wordsnnotes / @quelsentiment

the ghost of love keeps haunting me by we_are_the_same / @so-why-let-your-voice-be-tamed

The Rescue by @haztobegood

there’s a house in english bond (somebody planned to stay) by safetyfilm / @larrieblr

What’s cookin’, goodlookin’? by 4ureyesonly28 / @evilovesyou

Who wants to snog a ghost? by @fallingdefenceless

You Really Should Keep Driving by @homosociallyyours

#28th appreciation #ficrec #trackinghome #tracksintheam #trackinghappily #1dsource #1dficvillage

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sebstanaddict · 11 months

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Love Song

Sebastian Stan x Female Reader Story

Chapter 18 - Go

Summary : A romantic comedy story between Sebastian Stan and female reader where we witness their journey after they said I do.

After a hard and unexpected honeymoon, reader and Sebastian finally goes back home to New York. But all their hopes of getting some peace and calm are squashed as they are still the hottest gossip the whole world is talking about. All the things that have been happening since their wedding bogged down in reader's heart and made her decide to do the hardest thing in her life. Will she successfully go through with her plan?

Pairings : Sebastian Stan x Female!Reader

Chapters : 18/21 (might add more)

Chapter List >

Warning : Death, grief, loss of mother, death during childbirth, divorce and separation mention

Word count : 6.3k

This is a sequel to my first Sebastian fic Always You. If you want to understand more about Sebastian's and reader's relationship, please read it first. But it's not necessary to understand this story. Check it here.

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For all the love we've made

Just one thing stays the same

The lamp gets dusty

The pipes get rusty

But I don't want to wash my hands clean

You say you love me too

Then why won't you go through

With the nightly kisses

With the hits and the misses

If you can make it on your own then

Go if you want to go

But stay if you want to know

The way through the mess we've made

And lie in a bed you know

Or go

I heard your moving van

But I didn't take a stand

You can't leave with them

You can't live without them

I never thought I'd want to let you

Go if you want to go

But stay if you want to know

The way through the mess we've made

And lie in a bed you know

Or go

Go - Hanson

A/N : this song is sung by Zac Hanson, the real man that inspired Y/n's ex in this story. Just a fun fact 😁

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Soho, New York - May 29th 2023 - 2 pm

"Yes, it was all just a misunderstanding. We're not cheating on each other. We're happier than ever. Right, honey?" Sebastian turned to look at her, smiled wide, put his arms around her shoulders and squeezed her tight.

"Oh.. yeah. That's right. We couldn't be happier." She said, startled at Sebastian's sudden gesture towards her. She quickly regained her composure and gave the interviewer a smile that didn't reach her eyes.

Happy ever after. That was all anyone who got married thought that they would get once they exchanged their vows and said 'I do'. But she was sure anyone who got married didn't anticipate how hard it was to maintain a marriage. Well, at least she didn't.

Love. The sacred word everyone longs for. The word that some say was the reason God created the world and all of His creations. God's Love - infuses every being in the universe and makes sure every being thrives, survives, and continues to spread across the universe. How powerful the word is. How powerful the word should be and that was what she thought too.

She thought love was enough to keep two people in a marriage. But she realized how so naive she was.

The moment their plane touched the landing in New York several days ago instead of feeling glad and happy to be back, she felt a sinking dread in her stomach. The pap walk she did with Sebastian seemed to backfire at them. Instead of it clearing their image, it distorted their image even further with the image of the girl dumping an egg on her head spread around the world like wildfire.

As she had suspected, they were bombarded again by paparazzis at the New York JFK airport. Some of the paparazzis even followed them to their apartment, hoping to get more pictures and footage of them after the embarrassing event in Rome.

For several days they could barely get out of their apartment without being bombarded and followed by them. Seeing that fact and how they had gotten a lot of pressure from Sebastian's PR team, they finally agreed on giving an interview to the press to clarify everything.

"Any comment on the charges a paparazzi has on you over what happened in Paris?" The interviewer, who was a beautiful woman in her thirties, turned to Sebastian.

"I just want to say that I did what every husband would do to protect their wife. I'm sure you've seen the footage. You've heard what he said to my wife? Right?!" Sebastian asked, releasing his hold on Y/n, his voice raised a little.

"Yes.. yes.. he called you.. excuse me.. a sl*t?" The interviewer asked, turning to Y/n.

She just nodded, avoiding the gaze of the interviewer. Not sure how else to respond.

"Yes. So, you see. I don't know what his problem is. It's not like I go around punching people in the face for fun. He deserved what he got." Sebastian said in a stern voice.

"I see. So, what's next for you Sebastian? There are rumors that Marvel thought about replacing you with someone else as Bucky for Thunderbolts. Can you share something about that?"

"The rumors are unfortunately true. But everything has been cleared up between Marvel and me and I'm still going to play Bucky. In fact, I will be leaving for Atlanta on June 1st." Sebastian responded.

As Sebastian and the interviewer continued to talk, Y/n's mind wandered back to yesterday, to the moment she finally decided to do what she needed to do later on today, or maybe tomorrow, depending on how resolute her heart is on the matter.

Her heart ached as she remembered it. She couldn't believe that she could act so well and play along with being fine in their marriage while in her mind their marriage was at the brink of sinking.

After days of being stalked by paparazzis in their apartment and feeling frustrated and suffocated that she couldn't yet feel normal in her own home, she finally found an opportunity to slip out and get her mind cleared, right when the paparazzis were finally away from standing around in front of their apartment. They were probably away having lunch. She had thought.

She told Sebastian that she needed to visit her mother's grave. She had not visited her in a while and she missed her terribly. Sebastian had wanted to accompany her but she insisted on going alone. Besides, going with him would just attract people's attention. Just as they had experienced for several days. In the end he finally agreed and she left both Sebastian and Starlene back at the apartment while she went to New Brunswick, New Jersey - where her mother was buried - alone.

She laid down the bouquet of flowers she had bought earlier on top of her mother's grave and knelt down, her fingers traced her mother's name on the tombstone.

Y/M/F/N Y/M/L/N

1953 - 2016

Mother, wife and most of all, an amazing woman

Tears fell from her eyes as she read the writings on the tombstone.

Mom, I miss you so much.

She sobbed and couldn't help but sink down onto her mother's grave on all fours.

Her mother would know what to do and what to say to her during times like these. She had successfully hid the turmoil in her heart from Sebastian for several days. But it all came out on her mother's grave that day. All the confusion and negative thoughts surrounding her mind regarding her marriage to Sebastian overtook her heart and mind and all she could feel was ache and pain. Her heart felt like it broke into a thousand pieces as she contemplated on doing what she wanted to do to their marriage.

She never thought she would think about it. But, after all that had happened, she felt she should put herself first and foremost. She should prioritize herself. She was tired of sacrificing herself for Sebastian, no matter how much she loved him. And the more she thought about it, the more she was convinced that they just weren't meant to be.

Right after they got back, she thought he was going to be more attentive towards her. Especially after what happened in Rome. But it took him only one day to fall back into his workaholic self.

Apparently, the whole fiasco of him having punched the paparazzi had attracted Ric Flair's attention. He had asked to meet Sebastian, especially since Sebastian was going to play him in his biopic. Sebastian had asked her to come with him but she was still feeling tired and wary of being in the public eye. Especially since Ric was planning on calling on the paparazzis for their meeting. So in the end she didn't come with him.

After that he was busy going to the gym everyday as he prepared to play Bucky. He was also mostly focusing on learning his lines for Thunderbolts throughout the day, so that he barely had time to help her taking care of Starlene and Lucky. She couldn't help but feel neglected again.

She understood that he needed to prepare for Thunderbolts. But she was hoping that he would be more attentive and helpful towards her. Of course, she couldn't expect him to change overnight. His job had always been number one for him. She should've known that after knowing him for 22 years. But she couldn't help but feel annoyed at his behavior. Especially since they were going to be separated again in several days.

Yes, despite everything that had happened, they had decided to separate again during the filming of Thunderbolts. Having Starlene on set really was a distraction to everyone. And she wouldn't be able to get any help over in Atlanta to take care of Starlene while in New York she could ask for his mother's help or Shannon's. He had requested to Marvel so they would allow him to go back to New York every month, just for a weekend, and thankfully they allowed him. So they could still see each other regularly throughout the whole five months of shooting.

Everything seemed to be okay on the surface. But deep in her heart this was not what she wanted.

"Never settle for just anyone, my dear. If a man truly loves you, he would move mountains for you. He would sacrifice everything for you. He would do whatever it takes to make you happy, and he would always be honest with you. Remember that, my dear. Find someone who loves you as much as I love you."

She remembered her mother's words on her deathbed 7 years ago. Tears continued to fall freely from her eyes as she remembered how her mother had touched her cheek gently after saying those words, and how those words were the last words she ever heard from her ever again.

She knew she wasn't just settling for anyone. Sebastian was the love of her life, and she was his. But the kind of life that he led was just not what she wanted. She felt she had sacrificed so much for him and got nothing back in return except embarrassment and anxiety. It was all too much.

She couldn't imagine being happy staying back home while he went out of town to shoot movies all over the world. She couldn't imagine the jealousy she would inevitably feel towards his co-stars, no matter how many times he would assure her that he would never cheat on her. She trusted him but she couldn't trust herself not to feel those feelings of jealousy. Moreover, the fact that they could both lie to each other so easily still bothered her. And something in her gut told her that he still hides something from her. Not to mention all the hate she got from his fans. It was like the trigger that finally pushed her towards the edge and broke her, more than anything else.

Her mind wandered back again to everything that had happened since they got married. How terrible things turned out for them. Maybe those superstitions were true. She finally concluded. And if those superstitions were true, there was only one possible outcome of their marriage.

The thought stung her heart again and she wept and wept.

"Y/n?" a gentle male voice suddenly sounded in her ears.

She stopped crying immediately and wiped the tears from her eyes and nose with her sleeves. Feeling utterly embarrassed at whoever it was that caught her crying in the middle of the grave.

She looked up and saw familiar bright blue eyes. The owner of the eyes smiled at her. Showing dimples on his cheek.

"Michael?!" She exclaimed in surprise.

"Oh, it's really you, Y/n! Oh my God, how are you?" Michael asked, kneeling down beside her and embraced her tight.

"Uh.. yeah.. hi Michael." She said awkwardly as she hugged him back.

What were the odds of her meeting another one of her ex at this moment? She thought in disbelief. But then again, Michael did live in New Brunswick, so it wasn't entirely impossible.

"It seems you're not okay." Michael said, his face looked at her in concern as he released her from his embrace.

"No. I've been better." She sighed.

"Oh yeah. I.. uh.. I saw what happened between you and Sebastian in the news. It must have been so hard on you." He said.

"It is.. yeah." She nodded and she stood up slowly.

"Well.. if you need anyone to talk to." He said, standing up as well and smiling warmly at her.

"Uh.. thanks Michael. I'm okay. I was just.. remembering my mom." She sniffled. Pouring her heart out to her ex really wasn't the best idea, she realized that.

"Oh yeah, of course." He nodded.

She looked down and noticed he held a bouquet of flowers.

"I was about to visit my late wife's grave." He smiled.

Late wife?! She thought in shock.

"Oh.. I'm sorry Michael. I didn't know." She said, reaching out to touch his hand and squeezed it.

"Well yeah, we lost contact years ago. Of course you didn't know." He shrugged.

"I.. yeah. I'm sorry."

"It's okay. I realize I wasn't the best boyfriend for you. So.. anyway, maybe you'd like to come with me and 'meet' my late wife? I'm sure you both would've gotten along well if you knew her." He smiled with a hint of sadness in his eyes.

"Oh sure." She nodded.

"Bye mom. I'll come again soon." She said, putting her fingers on her lips then putting her hand on her mother's tombstone. She sighed and turned around to find Michael looking at her sadly.

"Shall we?" He asked.

"Yeah, sure." She nodded.

He continued to walk and after passing rows of rows of tombstones he finally stopped.

"Well Y/n, meet Stacey, my late wife." He smiled wistfully as he put the bouquet of flowers in his hand on top of Stacey's grave.

"Hi Stacey." She said gently as she looked down on Stacey's tombstone. She looked at her birth and death year and was startled to learn that Stacey was only 30 years old when she died. It must have been so hard on Michael, her heart broke for him.

"Michael, I'm sorry. Do you mind telling me how she died?" She asked gently.

"She died during childbirth." He sighed. She didn't think she could feel even more sorry for him but she did.

"Oh.. I'm really sorry, Michael." She said as she put her hand on his arm gently.

"She died giving birth to two of the most beautiful girls in the world. My twin daughters, Michelle and Lily." He smiled but she could see his eyes watered a little.

"Oh, you have twin daughters? That's amazing." She smiled.

"Yeah. They're the best thing that ever happened to me." He smiled.

"Yeah, I couldn't agree more." She said, remembering Starlene back home.

"Where are they?" She asked.

"Oh, they're at ballet practice. They have a recital coming up in two weeks."

"That sounds amazing!"

"Yeah. You know they're only 9 years old but they play Odette and Odille in Swan Lake already." He chuckled.

"Oh wow! They must be very good!" She exclaimed.

"Yeah, would you believe they started ballet when they were only 3." He said with pride in his voice.

"You must be so proud of them." She smiled.

"I am. Yeah." He nodded. He pulled out his cellphone and swiped on it. After some time he showed her a picture of him and his daughters. Both had long blonde hair and a cute smile, with eyes as bright as his. She couldn't help but feel touched looking at them.

He continued to show pictures of his daughters, from when they were just born up until they were in elementary school. He really was there for them. He was there during their kindergarten graduation, soccer practice, musicals, and their ballet recitals of course. There were also many pictures of them on vacation together. Just the three of them. Never in a million years she thought Michael would ever be a good dad. But here he was, having two beautiful little girls. And he brought them up all by himself. She couldn't help but feel a sense of awe and pride at him.

"Anyway, I have to get going. They'll be finished soon." He said, putting his cellphone back in his pocket.

"Oh yeah, of course." She nodded.

"Do you.. maybe want to meet them?" He asked slowly.

"Oh! I.. uh.." She pondered on what to do. The last time she went out with her ex things didn't end well. So she was really hesitant to do it.

"If you don't want to it's okay. I completely understand. You're kind of famous these days." He chuckled.

She sighed in defeat. "Yeah.. I'm sorry Michael. As much as I would love to meet your daughters, it's just not a good idea right now."

"I know." He smiled, understanding in his eyes.

"Well, maybe we can meet again next time you're around? And with Sebastian too of course." He said.

"Yeah.. maybe.." She said, feeling the ache again in her heart again as she remembered Sebastian.

"Okay. Well, see you around, Y/n. Take care of yourself." He smiled and nodded.

"See you around, Michael. You take care too." She smiled back.

He turned around and walked away, leaving her feeling a slight amazement at how things turned out for Michael. She never thought he would be a dad, ever, with him being so selfish. But, people changed it seemed. And she was happy that Michael turned out okay.

He was clearly single and that made her think. He could definitely be a good dad to Starlene.

She quickly stopped herself at that thought and grimaced.

Was she seriously thinking of going back with Michael and leaving Sebastian? What was wrong with her?

Sebastian's face came to her mind and her heart ached again. The love she felt for him was still there. But also all the anxiety and the feeling of unease and distrust.

All the things that had happened since their wedding came back to her mind like a freight train. Her heart felt heavy. But in order to survive she needed to do this. She hoped one day Sebastian would forgive her and accepted her decision. No matter how hard and heartbreaking it was.

"Honey? Are you okay?" She felt her hand being touched gently.

The voice brought her back to the present day with full force.

She blinked and turned to look at Sebastian, who was looking at her full with concern.

"I.. I'm sorry. What was the question again?" She asked, turning to look at the interviewer.

"I was just asking how are you dealing with all the hate you get from Sebastian's fans." The interviewer said.

"Oh. I.. well. I try to put myself in their shoes. Although it's very hard, of course. But I could somehow understand them. So, yeah. There's no hard feelings from me to them. It was all a giant misunderstanding." She smiled although once again her smile didn't reach her eyes.

She could feel her hand being squeezed by Sebastian and she turned to look at him. He stared at her as if the world laid under her feet and it made her heart skip a beat.

How could she still feel like this towards him after all that she had decided? She started to wonder if she could go through with what she needed to do. Or will she fall into his arms again and just forget everything and be under his mercy again.

"Thank you so much to you both for giving us your time." The interviewer said, smiling at them both.

"Of course. Thank you for being here. We really appreciate it." Sebastian smiled back.

They shook hands and soon the interviewer and the whole camera crew left their apartment. Leaving them to deal with reality again. At least for her because it seemed to Sebastian everything was perfect.

As soon as the interviewer and her crew went out the door, Sebastian approached her and gave her a tight hug.

"Thank you so much, honey. You have no idea how much I appreciate you doing this for me." He said, placing his chin on her head.

She took a deep breath and filled her lungs with his familiar scent. For the last time. She thought wistfully.

"You're welcome, Seb." She said.

Sebastian released her from his embrace and looked down with his eyebrows furrowed.

"Sweetheart, is something wrong?"

"Umm.. yes actually. I.. I need to talk to you." She said, pulling his hand gently and guided him to sit on the sofa.

"Honey, you're scaring me. What's going on?" He asked as soon as he sat on the sofa.

She gazed at his beautiful ocean blue eyes and felt the ache again in her heart. Never will she be able to look at him like this again. He would most likely hate her forever for doing this. But she had to do it. For her own sake.

"I.. " she looked down and fiddled with her fingers. She couldn't look at him while saying this.

"First of all, I'm really sorry for what I'm about to say. It's not you. Well.. it's you but it's mostly me. So.."

"Honey, what are you on about?" He asked, his voice started to sound agitated.

She looked up and decided to just say it. Like pulling on a band aid. The faster she did it, the faster the pain would go away even though it would hurt like hell when she pulled it.

"I.. I want a divorce, Seb." She said slowly.

Sebastian didn't answer right away. She stared at him and all she could see was the shock on his face. He looked like he was just hit by a car.

"Y/n.. don't play games with me." He finally responded, his voice shook.

"I'm not. I have thought about this a lot ever since we came back. I.. this isn't the life that I want, Seb. As much as I love you, I'm just not happy." She said with a slight tremble in her voice.

"You're not happy? Tell me what I did wrong. I can fix it! Just.. just don't give up on us, Y/n!" He reached out his hands to hers, squeezing them tight.

"Everything is just wrong, Seb. I'm.. I'm sorry.." She said, releasing her hands from his and stood up as tears started to fall from her eyes.

She started to pace the room as her brain tried to put together what she had wanted to say to him.

"Is it the fans? You can't deal with the hate from them?" He asked, looking up at her with anxiety in his eyes.

"It's not the fans, Seb." She sighed and wiped the tears from her eyes.

"Then what is it? What did I do wrong?" He asked, utter confusion written on his face.

"Seb.. I just feel we both want different things. And I don't see any of us giving up and sacrifice ourselves for the other."

"What do you want Y/n? You know if I can, I can give you the moon. Just please.. please don't go." He stood up and approached her, holding both her hands in his again. His voice trembled and tears started to fall from his eyes, prompting her to cry too.

"Oh, Seb." She sobbed and he reached out and embraced her tight.

"Tell me what you want, honey. I'll give it to you. I promise, I will." He said, his voice shook as he rubbed her back gently.

She sniffled and let herself go from his embrace.

"I'm not sure you can give it to me, Seb." She said slowly, looking up at him and placed her hand gently on his cheek.

"Try me. I love you so much Y/n.. You know I would do anything for you." He said, cupping his hands on the sides of her face, gazing at her with fear and anxiety in his eyes.

She gazed back at him, watching the turmoil behind his beautiful blue eyes, contemplating on what to say to him.

"I want you.. to stop.. being an actor." She finally said slowly.

Sebastian's eyes widened in shock.

"What?!" He dropped his hands from her face and stared at her in disbelief.

"I know you can't do that." She smiled wistfully.

"Y/n.. it's my job. I can't give it up!" He said, his voice raised a little.

"I know. That's why I said, I'm not sure you can give it to me."

"Y/n.. I.. I can give you anything else but that. I'm sure we can work something out. Please.. please.. honey. If you want me to work less in a year then I'll do that." He pleaded.

"Seb, I want you to be there for me and for Starlene for a whole year onwards. You were barely there during our honeymoon. I'm not sure you can be there for us going forward if you're still an actor. I'm sorry."

"Sweetheart, I promise I'll be there for you and Starlene. I mean, for Thunderbolts I'm going to come back home every month. Then after this I know there's that Ric Flair biopic. But Steven's a nice guy, I'm sure we can work something out. Just.. Y/n.. give us a chance. I.. I don't know if I can live without you." His voice shook and he started to cry again.

She knew this was coming. She knew he wasn't going to give their marriage up so easily. So it was time to put out her deadliest weapon. Something she hoped she didn't have to use because the damage it would bring to their relationship would be so immense that he wouldn't have a choice but to let her go. She hated having to use it. But in her mind that was the only logical thing to do. For her own survival.

"Seb.. I'm sorry but.. Zac kissed me." She said slowly. Every word left her mouth as if each was a bullet and shot his heart. She could clearly see the pain on his face as she said those damaging words.

"What?!" He exclaimed out loud. He wiped the tears from his eyes as anger started to color his face.

"Zac.. he.. when you were in Cannes, he came up to our hotel room and asked to meet me. At first he just said he wanted to give Starlene a good bye present. But then he admitted that he still had feelings for me and he.. he kissed me." She explained, studying his face carefully. Wondering if it was working. If he was going to let her go.

"That son of a b***h!" He cursed and he started to pace the room, brushing his hair in agitation.

"Did you kiss him back?" He asked, stopping to look at her with fear in his eyes.

"I.. I was shocked, Seb. So I didn't push him away at first. But I didn't kiss him back." She answered and she could see relief in his eyes.

"Okay.. okay." He nodded, making her confused.

"Seb.. are you okay with this?" She asked.

"No, obviously not. But.. Y/n. I.. um.. " he took a deep breath and sighed.

"What is it, Seb? Now you're scaring me." She said, wondering what was on his mind.

"Come here and sit down, Y/n." He said as he walked back towards the sofa and gesturing for her to sit on it.

She obliged and he sat across from her. Her heart pounded hard in her chest, wondering what he had to say.

"I'm sorry honey, I really am. But.. the night I met Stephanie during my Bachelor's party, something happened between us." He said and her heart dropped to her stomach.

"What?!" This really wasn't what she expected him to say.

"She.. she kissed me, Y/n." He finally revealed, making her feel a ton of bricks had fallen on her head.

"What?! And you didn't tell me all this time?!" She asked, anger started to creep into her heart.

Her gut feeling was right, he had been hiding something from her all this time!

"I'm.. I'm sorry Y/n. I just didn't want to hurt you." He said, his face fell.

She sighed. The universe really liked to play games with them. How could they both hide the exact same thing from each other? It was mind boggling.

"Did you kiss her back?" She asked as she prepared for the worse.

"No, of course not." He shook his head vigorously.

"Did anything else happen between you?" She asked, dreading what his answer would be.

"I.. I hugged her, Y/n. On the bed. At the hotel in Cannes. She was being suicidal, telling me that she thought it was better that she died. She scared me. I just wanted her to feel better. She asked if I could hug her, so I did. I'm sorry. And.. that was actually the reason I went out of the room. I didn't want anything else to happen between us." He explained.

She couldn't wrap her mind around it. He had been hiding this from her all this time just like she had been hiding the kiss from Zac?!

"Do you.. do you still have feelings for her?" She asked slowly, her bottom lip trembled as she tried hard not to cry.

"Oh God, of course not, honey!" He said and he reached out to take her hand in his, staring at her with pleading eyes.

"Are you still in contact with her? You said you wanted to help her find a job."

"No." He shook his head. "She said it was better that she was out of my life. And I couldn't agree more."

She sighed and felt relieved at his answer. But she was still hurt that he would lie to her about it. She knew she was being unfair because she herself lied to him. But the fact still hurt her.

"Why didn't you tell me this, Seb? I asked you if anything happened between you and her back in Paris and you didn't tell me!" She protested.

"Well look who's talking. You didn't tell me Zac kissed you either!" He yelled.

Great. This was what she wanted. She knew she was going to hurt him but she didn't know that he was going to hurt her too.

"I didn't tell you because you're so jealous of him! And I.. I didn't want to hurt you either." She explained.

"Well look at where we are now. Both hurt. All because you want so much attention from me." He spat.

"Seb?! I'm asking what a woman would normally ask her husband!" She protested, feeling angry at the audacity of him saying that to her.

"A wife wouldn't ask his husband to change a job he loves so much." He said with hatred.

"Well a husband should realize that his wife had sacrificed so much and all she wanted was just his God d**n help around the house but all he does is f*****g work! He can't even leave his work during their honeymoon!"

"Oh you're going to play that card with me over and over again are you?!"

"Yes cause it just seems like you don't get it!" She yelled. Her chest heaving in anger.

"But I have a movie to shoot in several days Y/n! I need to come prepared!"

"Yes.. your job is always number one for you, isn't it?! Nothing else matters for you but your f*****g job!"

"That's not true! You, Starlene, my mom. You guys are everything to me."

"Then give up your job, Seb. Choose me or your job!" She yelled.

They stared at each other, both sets of eyes seething with anger.

Her heart pounded hard in her chest as she waited for his answer. Moments went by and he just stared back at her with anger in his eyes.

She did it. He was going to let her go after all. His job really was more important to him than her. The realization hit her like a freight train and she felt her heart crushed again and again.

In her twisted mind she knew she had won. But she didn't expect it to be so painful. She didn't expect it to open so many rotting secrets between them. So she stood up and quickly left the living room and went to the bedroom, slamming the door behind her, knowing the breakdown that she surely was going to experience.

She heard the front door was slammed shut and realized Sebastian must have gone out. All hopes of him crawling back to her gone in an instant.

The realization crushed her yet again and she fell down on the bed and cried hard as the grief of losing the love of her life overcame her like a wave.

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Soho, New York - May 31st 2023 - 10 am

"Do you have everything?" Sebastian asked, looking at her from the bedroom door, his face stone like, unreadable to her. He had Starlene in his arms.

"Yeah." She zipped her suitcase close and stood up.

After the world war broke between them they spent the nights sleeping separately. She slept in the bedroom while he slept on the couch in the living room. They barely talked to each other except saying necessary things.

The day after their fight she decided to leave New York and go to California where her father was. The paparazzis were still stalking their apartment despite the interview that they had done. It seemed they had sixth sense about the scandal that they really were in and they wouldn't leave them alone. So she decided to leave. She couldn't bear staying in New York while Sebastian was gone to Atlanta with those paparazzis still camping in front of their apartment. Besides, the status of their relationship was still unclear. She did ask for divorce but he hadn't exactly agreed on it.

"A break." He finally said the day she told him she was going to California.

"Let's have a break for now." He said and she couldn't agree more.

So there she was on that fateful Wednesday morning, getting ready to leave her husband on a break.

She picked up her handbag, slung it around her shoulders and walked towards him. She picked Starlene up from his hold, finding him a little resistant on giving her up.

"Let me hold her longer." He said, holding on to Starlene, sadness in his eyes.

"Okay." She let Starlene go and felt the sadness too in her heart.

She turned around and picked up Starlene's diaper bag and pulled her suitcase towards the bedroom door.

"You be a good girl to your mommy, okay Starlene? I will see you soon. Okay? I'm gonna miss you so much my darling, little star." He said, gazing at his daughter's innocent face with love and sadness in his eyes.

Starlene put her hand up on his cheek and said "Da-da."

Her heart seemed to stop in her chest as she listened to her. After all this time Starlene finally called him 'Da-da'! On the day they were leaving him?! She shook her head in disbelief.

"Oh my God! Starlene! Say that again!" Sebastian exclaimed excitedly.

"Da-da.. Da-da.. " Starlene giggled.

"Yes! That's it my darling little star! I'm your Da-da!" He said, kissing Starlene's cheeks noisily, making her giggle even more.

Oh Starlene.. how was she able to leave him like this?

"Did you hear what she said?" He asked, looking at her still with excitement on his face.

"Yeah.. I did, Seb." She smiled wistfully.

"Is there anyway you could change your mind?" He asked with hope in his eyes.

"Seb.. what's the use? You're leaving to Atlanta anyway tomorrow. We're still going to be separated." She protested.

"Well.. yeah. But maybe you could come with me to Atlanta? We can somehow make it work. I know we can." He pleaded.

"Seb.. I.. " she said, not sure what to say. As much as she wanted them to be together again, she really needed the break.

"I love you." He blurted out and she couldn't help but smiled wistfully at him.

"Love is not enough, Seb." She said slowly.

His face fell and it broke her heart. But she needed to do this.

"Okay. Then go. But remember that I love you. I said I love you no matter what happens. And that's the truth." He said, gazing at her with love and sadness in his eyes.

She took a deep breath and let it go.

"I love you too, Seb."

And with that he immediately pulled her to him and kissed her fiercely, startling her.

He kissed her with so much passion and desperation that she felt she was going to drown in him. There was nothing more than she would love than to let go and just sink into his love. But she knew it was premature.

"Seb.. " she said, pushing him away gently.

"Y/n.." he said breathlessly.

"Would you quit being an actor for me?" She asked slowly.

He didn't answer right away and that was all she needed to make her decision more resolute.

She pushed him away and dragged her suitcase with her as she walked towards the front door. Sebastian followed her quietly.

"I'm sorry.. Y/n.." he said as they reached the front door.

"I'm sorry too, Seb." She said in regret.

All the way to the airport they were silent in the taxi they were in. More than once she contemplated on just giving up and follow him to Atlanta. But she knew she needed to do this. She needed to be away from him and gain more perspective. Besides, she missed her father too. So as hard and painful as it was, she stuck by her decision.

They finally arrived at the airport and she stopped right before the entrance to the departure area.

"I guess this is it." She said, looking up at him sadly.

"I guess." He said, his voice trembled a little.

She picked Starlene up from his arms and quickly turned around. Unsure if she could go through with it if she stared at him longer.

Before she could walk very far she felt his warm hand on her arm, prompting her to turn around.

"I love you." He said gently, his beautiful ocean blue eyes gazed at her. She could see a mixture of love and sadness in the depths of his eyes.

She felt her eyes prickled at the sight of him. Knowing what was coming, she just nodded and smiled, not daring to say it back. Then she turned around just as a tear dropped from her eyes.

She blinked several times to stop herself from crying. Then she lifted her chin up and walked towards the departure area with a big gaping hole in her chest and a feeling like she had left part of her soul behind.

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I’m In Love With You

SUMMARY — Sebastian loves every sleepy, nervous, sweet, gentle thing about you and the way you love him

PAIRING — Sebastian Stan x Reader ( 1.5k )

AUTHORS NOTE — Happy Valentine’s Day, loves. Inspired by Little Things by One Direction. Moved from another blog.

If it was six years ago, and Sebastian had given a speech about love, he would be sure to say two things; love at first sight is a load of utter bullshit, and he’s not an easy man to win. Sebastian had never taken into account that just maybe, he believed those things because he hadn’t met you yet. When your eyes met in the back of a coffee shop, Sebastian was gone. You became his exception to love and first sight, and he quickly fell in love with every little thing about you.

– your (sleepy) smile

Sebastian was slow in your relationship. You didn’t mind at all. On August 3rd, you knew for sure that you didn’t want anyone else to kiss your forehead or wait for you to lock your apartment door after a spontaneous date night but him. It was September 6th when he realized that he didn’t want to share his company or music taste with anyone else but you. It was November 13th when he’d finally grown the confidence to ask you to be his, albeit his words were still shaky and his cheeks bright red as if you would ever dare to say no to being his partner; his girl. You knew you loved him three weeks before he could say it himself, but through everything, you didn’t rush him.

You had been committed for almost two months before he invited you to spend the night at his place. It was exactly as you’d picture it would be, complete with a shaggy carpet rug and a dark olive colored couch. He had led you to his bedroom after one too many movies, and with such nervousness in his steps that it made your heart swell. Sebastian would always make you feel safe, and at ease. He had tried to escape back to that same dark olive couch before you had even taken your top off to exchange it for one of his stolen hoodies and a pair of pajama shorts. You’d pouted in his direction with the saddest puppy eyes Sebastian thought he would ever see, ultimately winning his company in bed without even a word.

That night, Sebastian fell in love with you all over again. He’d seriously doubted how cuddly you became when sleepy. When he woke to the room a fiery orange hue and your body almost on top of his, he’d tried to escape your sweet embrace. Not because he didn’t enjoy every second of your soft skin on his, but because he remembered how much you liked a morning cup of joe, and before asking you over he’d gone out to your favorite supermarket in search of your favorite roast and creamer. His plans to make his home feel a little more like yours fell short when you stirred awake the second he wasn’t touching you anymore.

You lifted your head from the pillows, your cheeks a shade of sleepy that Sebastian never wanted to spend another morning without. The sight of you pouting in his clothes, in his bed, in his home, was ethereal. You reached out for him, making cute grabby hands that tugged at his heart. “Come back.”

Sebastian smiled sweetly down at you, closing the space between your embraces. Your grabbing hand closed around the softness of his black sweatpants when he was close enough to touch, and his lips pressed to your forehead. His hand gently swept your hair out of your eyes and you tried to lean into his soft touches. “‘M gonna go put on a pot of coffee. Then I’ll be back.” He whispered against your forehead, only pulling away so that he could look into your soft eyes with adoration. God he loved the sight of you so sleepy and soft.

“Just stay.” You pleaded, and you didn’t have to ask Sebastian again. He was already just barely keeping himself out of your arms, but your pouty persistence wore him down quicker then he’d anticipated. Your lips curved upwards in a delicate smile that completely broke apart his heart. Sebastian would do anything to see you smile at him like that for the rest of your forever.

He had quickly learned that your half-asleep smiles were some of his absolute favorite things to start and end his days.

— your (nervous) hands

Sebastian learned very quickly that you didn’t do well in crowds. His well intended and admittedly very sweet movie-premiere date night had ended with you tear stained and asleep on his chest in the back of a taxicab on your way home to your hotel. That was the first time Sebestain’s ever held you so tightly, with such an aching protection in his heart and eyes.

You looked absolutely stunning. In a satiny red dress that went down to the carpet and elegant thin heels that accentuated your toned legs and gave you some height beside Sebatian. He hadn’t been shy in his admiration, telling you over and again how beautiful he thought you looked, and making a habit of holding your waist or your hand. It wasn't that you never dressed up, but you preferred a comfortable style to something so formal. That didn’t mean you didn’t feel powerful sitting next to Sebastian in the back of the car on the way to the venue.

That confidence had lasted you about an hour, before the adrenaline turned into anxiety. The switch in your attitude had no warning, but Sebastion had seen it immediately. Your smile didn’t quite reach your eyes anymore and you stuck closer to his side in a panic. His hand, that hadn’t left your hip for a majority of the evening, moved up to your waist, holding you reassuringly.

At first he didn’t think anything of your knuckles drumming on his thigh in no practiced rhythm. He forced a smile for the cameras and held your waist tighter when he felt you becoming tense again. But, his heart fell into his belly when he realized why you’d kept tapping him. Your hands trembled at your sides, clenching into fists and out of them every time your nails dug into your palms too hard.

“Hey,” He whispered worriedly, laced with affection in his deep blue eyes. His hand fit perfectly in yours, albeit your tremor and clammy skin, to Sebastian, there was no better feeling than holding you. “I’ve got you, bebeluș.”

– your (sweet) habits

After he’s been away, Sebastian’s favorite thing to come home to is you. He loves coming into the apartment, feeling heavy on his feet, craving a hot shower and completely forgetting about everything that isn’t you the second he hears the kettle begin to screech on the back right burner.

He loves the way your arms wrap around his neck, and the way your knees push into his legs when you realize he’s home and all but pounce on him. His hands always hold onto the back of your head and the middle of your waist, keeping you close until neither one of you can stand the sound of the kettle anymore.

And on days when Sebastian doesn’t have to go to work, he makes you a cup of tea. He tucks you into bed with whatever your favorite book is at the moment, and comes downstairs to brew your strawberry lavender tea and fill a cup with ice water for when you inevitably stir awake because of a noise outside in the middle of the night. When you eventually try to fall back to sleep after you’ve reminded yourself that it was just an animal, having you settle down into his chest is the best feeling.

– your (gentle) voice

When he’s away for extended periods of time, and you can’t come with him because you have your own obligations, he misses you to the point of his heart physically aching. He always tries to manage, and convince you that he’s okay and enjoying himself, but you know him and his tells like you’d known him your entire life. What never fails to lift his spirits is a basket of his favorite Romanian treats, and the sound of your voice.

You hate that when he needs extra love the most, he’s always oceans and states away, but you’ve learned to make the most of every piece of him, even if it’s just his shaky voice on the other end of a FaceTime call as he pulls apart the basket of familiar things. You usually pack him a pair of sweatpants and a t-shirt, both sprayed with your most loved perfume, and a bag of his favorite coffee beans that you know he’s probably run out of since the last time he remembered to grab them from the store. Even without the intensive schedule, Sebastian left the grocery shopping to you. But as much as the small pieces of home heal his heart, it’s your voice and your efforts that make him feel like you aren’t that far away.

“Six more days, darling.” You remind him, brushing a strand of hair from your eyes as you sleepily watch him get changed into the clothes that smell like you. He physically relaxes every time, and you wince knowing how tight his shoulders are. “Get some rest, okay?”

“I love you.”

“I love you too, baby.”

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