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The TikTok Terror Series Masterlist

Features Chris Evans, Anthony Mackie, and a bratty Reader who lives and dies by TikTok pranks. Warnings: M/F/M situations (no M/M), spanking, cursing, smut, and more. Enjoy! (**) = Smut

TikTok Terror: You find yourself falling down the TikTok rabbit hole and decide to try your hand at pranking your boyfriends. Not all of them go over well.

The TikTok Terror Strikes Back: Sequel to The TikTok Terror. After your men punish you and ban you from using TikTok, you start plotting your revenge. Some of it is sweet, some of it is hot. But all of it is satisfying. **

The TikTok Terror Rises Again:  The TikTok Terror is back with some new pranks for her poor men.

Height difference -Nate Jacobs

Warnings: Fluff, issues with height, not proof-read

Summary: You are insecure about your height but got over it with Nate's help. However, some people are still telling you how short and clingy you are.

You always hated your size. A lot of people used to make fun of you just because you were only 5'1 feet. After years of sadness, you finally accepted your height, as long as no one commented on it.

However, those comments were unpreventable since your boyfriend was Nate Jacobs. 6'4 feet tall and quite popular at school and 1'3 feet taller than you.

The whole school was surprised when you two started dating because you were known for your kindness and innocence, and Nate, well, for the opposite. But you never cared. No one got to see the Nate you saw.

Every time you two walked down the hallway, you saw people giggling, making sexual jokes or just staring. You hated it but tried your best to ignore it, just like Nate told you to do.

That was one of many things you loved about Nate. He always tried to stop your overthinking. He knew about your struggle with your height, and always tried his best to show you how awesome it is. Be it in class when he compared your small hand to his big hand or during rough sex when he constantly asked if you were fine.

You were extremely thankful for that and tried your best to support him as much as he supported you. For example, when his anger got the best out of him again, you calmed him down or when he was about to start a fight you pulled him away. No one had the balls to do so, but it was like Nate was down on his knees for you.

Today you watched your boyfriends' football practice again, sitting on one of the benches. You just loved it when you watched him during his practice or cheered for him during his big games.

The only problem was that his teammates always made fun of how clingy you were.

When he was done with practice, you quickly stood up and ran over to him, wrapping your arms around him. He leaned down, giving you a soft kiss.

"We will get wasted tonight. You are coming with us?" One of his teammates interrupted your kiss, slightly glaring at you.

"Sorry, I have to help Y/N with her studies." He shrugged and wrapped his left arm around your waist, pulling you closer to him.

The guy rolled his eyes, "Of course. I am sure if little Y/N wants you to kiss her ass you would also do it."

Nate let out a humourless chuckle before he let go of your waist, stepping closer to his teammate. "Every time she lays on her stomach, watching TV in just a thong and one of my shirts, I kiss her beautiful ass. I also grab it, squeeze it, and so on. But I am sorry that you don't know how something like that feels."

The guy glared at Nate before looking at you in disgust, "Please, I bet she isn't even good in bed. I also bet you don't even get your dick halfway inside her."

You quickly stepped in, laying your hands on Nate's chest, when you saw the anger in his eyes, "He's not worth it. Please, let us go home."

As his teammate started laughing, Nate quickly took your hand and walked out with you.

"I don't know why I didn't beat the shit out of him. He deserved it. Why do you have so much influence on me?" He asked, cupping your cheeks with his hands.

You looked him in the eyes, offering him one of your brightest smiles, "Because you know that I love you unconditionally and don't just fool around with you."

He kissed you passionately for a few minutes until he pulled away.

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A week later, you had your PE class in the afternoon while Nate was free, so he decided to wait for you. This time you all should play basketball. You hated it.

The two team captains currently chose their teams, and surprise, you were the last one to be picked. You didn't take it badly because you were just 5'1, and not good at basketball.

"Y/N," the girl who had to pick you, said in annoyance before she turned to the teacher, "Really? Could we maybe play without her?"

The teacher shook her head, and you made your way over to the team.

As the game started, Nate watched you closely. All the time, you were pushed away by others, never got the ball and got ignored. Too bad that at the end you were the one who got to do a free throw.

"Get ready to lose." The leader groaned, as well as the rest of the team.

You looked at the ball in your shaky hands, and just as you were about to throw, you felt two hands on your hips. You turned around, seeing Nate smile down at you before he picked you up. He walked to the basket with you, and you just put the ball into it.

No one dared to say anything, but Nate turned you around, so you faced him and spun you around. Your giggles echoed through the big hall.

He placed you on the ground again, facing the other girls from your PE class, "Next time, you better think twice before saying shit about my girlfriend."

Not even the teacher said anything as Nate pulled you into the locker room, "Change and then we will leave."

"But-" You started but got interrupted by Nate, "No 'but', we will leave, and next time something like that happens, you tell me."

With a big smile, you nodded, happy about the fact you got such a carrying boyfriend.

Joe burrow you’re so fucking SEXY.

lsu joe

Aww so pretty ♡

Bff’s from the beginning.

why was this one of the hottest things he’s ever done

🫣 so nervous to post my Joe fic!

Scooby and Dean share a sandwich 🥪🫶

My Only Wish This Year

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Part One

Master List

Pairing: Jensen x Reader Word Count: 2,249 Warnings: angsty teens, mentions of death, mentions of a dead parent, mentions of a dead spouse A/N: I’M BACK BITCHES!!!! I haven’t posted writing on this blog in exactly two years and seven months. I’m happy to be back and to be back writing Jensen. Writing Jensen (and Dean) always seems to come easiest to me so it makes sense that this was the way to go. If you’d like to be tagged let me know, in an ask (it’s the best way for me to keep track)! Hope you guys like it! Anyway, feedback for this is crucial seeing as I’m just stepping back in! :)

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Shadows | Masterlist

Summary: When Jensen’s wife suddenly disappears, leaving him alone with their two-year-old daughter, his friends and co-workers band around him to find out what happened and help him raise Mia. His wife’s body is never found, no ransom demand is ever made, and no clues as to her whereabouts ever surface. That is until Jensen has finally moved on with his life and started to heal his little family, and something happens to turn his new world upside down all over again.

Pairing: Jensen Ackles x Female!Reader (+ More) Rating: 18+ Fic Warnings: Dark Themes, Violence, Emotional Manipulation, and Consent Issues Tags: Alternate Universe, Actor AU, Actor!Jensen, Female!Reader, Jared owns a gym, JDM owns a farm, series, J2 are lifelong besties, everyone lives in Texas, probably some fluff, mystery, deception, smut

Comissioned by: @synmorite! with plotting help from @hoboal87 😈

A/N: This is not a traditional Reader Insert fic. For all intents and purposes, Y/N is an original character like you would find in any novel and the only blank left for you to fill in will be your own name. To that end, the characters of Jensen, Jared and Jeff will also bear minimal resemblance to their namesakes besides physical appearance and some shared personality traits. They are, again, their own original characters that I am basically casting these actors to play, and nothing they do in the story should be considered a reflection on the real men or their character.

A/N 2: There are a lot of twists and turns coming up in this story. To avoid spoilers, the only warnings I’m going to put on the story at this time are Dark Themes, Violence, Emotional Manipulation, and Consent Issues. These will be recurring themes throughout the story, and if any may be problematic for you, please consider carefully if this is the right thing for you to read. You are responsible for your own media consumption.

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It’s that time of year where I rewatch Teen Wolf/The Vampire Diaries/The Originals/Supernatural and feel like Y/N again.

Lmao!! It’s been a minute.

Artist of the Year: Taylor Swift

It should come as no surprise that Taylor Swift has been crowned Tumblr's Artist of the Year. 🏆

Not only is she our number one Solo Artist, but she's had quite the year and Tumblr could not be more proud.

Listen to Taylor Swift's Midnights right here and cheers to more Taylor in 2023!

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Timeless lovin’ - Pt. 1

Pairing: 40s/CATFA!Steve Rogers x present!reader

18+ ONLY | MINORS DNI

WARNING - The following story contains: explicit smut (not in this chapter), angst, fluff, developing feelings/slow burn, spoilers, alternative reality.

Pt. | 1 | 2 | 3 |

Summary: Steve left for Peggy in the past, and you were determined to travel back in time and get answers after he left your relationship of 4 years behind him just like that. You get a little ahead of yourself and travel past where your Steve left off, and you meet Steve Rogers, - the man before he hit the ice and was frozen for 70 years.

Second person POV

Steve and you met each other through S.H.I.E.L.D. You first became familiar in 2014 when you became an agent for the agency. Steve worked as a counter-terrorist operative and was frequently put up on extreme missions which required the super soldier. You were in contrast put on easier but secretive missions, those of which required gathering information from anti forces of the U.S. government.

You were both too busy to exchange conversations, but you acknowledged each other with passing greetings. You had always thought Captain America was an admirable man, and you highly respected him. He seemed to have respect for you too, but he was known for having a big heart, and you knew it was anything but exclusive.

In 2015, when Steve was sent on less missions, he engaged in full conversations with you as you also became more available. There was of course the Ultron attack, but apart from that, crimes were quiet at this time around. You were moved over to writing reports at your office of the few missions that were in action. Steve would come by to ask about your well being, and sometimes drop a coffee off at your desk, - being the considerate man he was. A noticeable sexual tension was growing between you two with the way you would talk to each other, but neither of you acted upon it as it wasn’t deemed appropriate at the time. You sometimes wish you did.

Captain America disappeared from the face of the earth one day as a conflict had erupted between him and Iron Man, - also known as the civil war. He went undercover for 2 years without a word from him. You missed him a lot in that duration of time. It took a long time to get used to not having him pop in for a visit and greet you with coffee, just the way you liked it. Everything was as if he never existed, and you eventually accepted things would be that way until he shows up again, - or never.

Then another unthinkable happened in 2018 when half of the population were erased by Thanos. You were all put in a dark place, one that sought comfort from each other. Steve reached out to you at your office after years of not seeing each other, and a need to show more than just friendly kindness became an urge.

What started with desperate kisses and touches turned into rough sex, with you bent over your own office desk with Steve’s cock being thrusted inside of your cunt from behind. He wasn’t shy at all to test the grounds of fucking you, and you couldn’t say you minded with how good it felt to finally have a euphoric release after feeling down for some time.

The next four years would be the best ones of your life despite what would otherwise be the worst ones for many others. You officially became a couple, with Steve asking you out to a first date. One date turned into many, and you soon moved in together. He proposed to you two years into your relationship, and of course you said yes.

You retired as a SHIELD agent and became an office worker instead. Steve worked at several departments to help and restore damages that had been inflicted in the city due to the snap.

Steve had lost so much, but he had told you that he was still able to move on because you were there. You had become his everything. You were a reason for him to keep going. He showed how much you meant to him through his affection and the intimate moments you had. He put so many words perfectly together and made your heart melt with every sweet thing he said to you.

“You’re my doll. I’ll never leave your side, love.”

That used to settle it in your head that you would grow old with him. That you would soon marry, have kids and live the perfect family life, something you both had expressed wanting.

Little did you know at the time that he would do the opposite of what he had promised.

“Steve, I don’t know how I feel about this mission…” you shared when Steve brought up the plan the remaining Avengers had put together of traveling back in time to restore their failure and bring back half of the population that were lost.

“Love, I know you’re scared…I’m nervous about the mission too. But we need to try. We have planned this for a very long time now and you need to trust me when I say everything will work out accordingly to our plan. It’s not going to be like how it went last time. That was our last time failing. We will make everything right.”

Steve reassured, and kissed the top of your head as he stood by the door.

“Once I’m back, we’re getting married, love.” He huskily whispered the promise, and kissed the hand where your ring rested on your finger. “I love you.”

Those three words would be the last thing you heard from him before he left to the Avenger headquarters to go through with the mission.

48 hours later, and Steve had proved you right. It became world news within seconds that the people who were lost 5 years ago were now back and that Thanos had been defeated.

You remember being absolutely thrilled. You were so proud of Steve and the Avengers for managing the impossible. You were given an update from Scott through text that Captain America was doing alright, and that he would need a few days recovery before he could return home.

No one ever informed you about Steve’s second mission of returning the infinity stones to the past.

It was too late when you a week later asked about him and learned he never returned to the present.

2 years later…..

“Okay, so here’s the thing…—“ Bruce started, “The pym particles I have are not completely legit. They are clones produced by Dr. Strange’s sorcery and my knowledge in their substance, and while they match the substances they contain, the outcome from using them might not be completely the same.” He said, and picked one up to showcase you.

You narrowed an eye as you took the one Bruce held up, studying it with interest. “Do you know what kind of different outcome it may give if I use them?”

“Nothing too crazy, just simple things like, - specification of time traveling and whereabouts. You might not get to your chosen destination or year, so you’ll have to be more considerate and prepared for the unexpected.” Bruce hypothesized.

You were positive of going through with time traveling, even with the risks of having a harder time finding Steve. While this could be counted as one of your most challenging missions, you were up to the task.

“You’re still taking a risk though. This isn’t going to be like when we time travelled to get all the time stones where we were able to to go to a specific time and day. You will be sent to an unspecified year and place to your chosen time period. Not to mention we don’t even know where our Steve time travelled and continued his life, -“

“- It doesn’t matter.” You interrupted. “We know he left off for Peggy, so it must mean he left anywhere between Second World War to the beginning of the Cold War anyway. If I have to put my bets, I’ll guess he went back to the earliest time possible to continue his past life and relationship with Peggy. It’s not a big deal if I show up years later after he arrived there as long as I get to talk to him.” You said.

“Alright. If you’re sure about this, I won’t stop you. You have an extra pym particle, so if anything goes wrong, you just need to come back.” Bruce said, more so in question as he narrowed his eye at you.

“Of course, of course.” You reassured. “I just need to do this. It’s been 2 years and nothing has changed. I haven’t come to peace with the terms and I think a good talk and a screaming session with him will give me just that. I need answers. I know it’s pathetic, but honestly can you blame me?”

“I really don’t, Y/N. It was a shocker for all of us that he left behind his life here when he had said so himself that he had come to like it. I don’t know why he came to make that choice, but regardless it wasn’t fair on you. I totally get it.” Bruce sympathized, which made you quirk a smile.

All this time you thought you were insanse for not being able to leave Steve behind. People advised you to move on, and you tried. You went on dates and met new people all the time, but no matter how much you tried to move forward, you were held back by so many questions. Questions that haunted you and made you cry yourself to sleep as you went down memory lane, trying to find a single moment that you should have picked up on to know your relationship with Steve wasn’t everlasting.

But you couldn’t find a single one.

Why? Why did he leave?

What did I do wrong?

Wasn’t I enough?

Was our love ever real?

You didn’t know anymore about the last one. You couldn’t count all the times he had told you he loved you. He reminded you each time he came back from a mission, each time you woke up in bed beside him, each time you made love.

He had you on a chokehold, and he wasn’t there to release his hands on you.

Your thoughts were interrupted when you heard Banner rummaging through something in the storage closet.

“You can’t leave without some real useful gadgets. Here,” He put it on the table and gestured you to open up the safe.

You opened it up cautiously, only to find several cubes slotted safely in the protection cushion. Your eyebrows furrowed with confusion.

“What are these?” You asked, as you picked one up, surprised at how heavy it was.

“These are nanotechnological gadgets. They take forms as these tiny cubes until activated. The one you’re holding right there is a jet pack. Could be quite useful if you have to travel by far.” He explained. He then carefully picked up an earpiece with his hulk hands, “All you gotta do is wear this which is connected to all of them and call out after its given name, ‘Genesis’, for an activation.”

You nodded and took the earpiece into your ear. You looked into the little mirror on the table and saw that it suddenly shifted colour to match your own skin colour. You gasped, impressed by how well it blended. It was as if it wasn’t there.

Bruce laughed, “Isn’t that neat? That’s some ‘James Bond’ stuff right there. Another bonus is even if you loose them, they’ll transport themselves over to your location if you give that order. You can figure out what the rest of these are for by yourself.” He pointed at the other cubes and closed the safe. “Think it’ll be more fun for you that way.”

You chuckled, before a thought came to mind as you realized the suitcase was under the Stark industries trademark. “These were Mr. Stark’s though, weren’t they?…I couldn’t possibly take them.”

“It’s cool, I took part in creating these. I’m sure if he was still here with us right now, he’d lend one of his iron suits. Unfortunately I don’t have access to those as they are under Pepper’s name and all. I can only offer the things I have in the lab.” He said with an apologetic shrug.

Your eyes widened and you immediately shook your head, “Oh, no these will absolutely do! Thank you so much Bruce! I owe you a big one.”

He laughed. “Sure thing, kid. Now, let’s get started on this time traveling so you can kick America’s ass.”

You were up on the Time Heist machine with the safe and a backpack full of essentials, giving Bruce a final wave goodbye before you were swirled into the quantum realm for a nanosecond and into the past.

You were suddenly in an empty street corner of what you could presume was somewhere downtown New York. The town looked like it was in its fetus stage as you made your way to the Main Street, with barely any skyscrapers coming to view.

The team suit transformed and gave you conservative clothing, one that could pass as casual for women to wear during the 40s to 50s. There were young boys running around, selling the newest flyer to the curious adults, and posters promoting drafting were hung up on every light pole.

For some reason, you weren’t receiving any data of what time you had appeared in, but you could only guess it was the mid 40s based on your current surroundings.

Nervously you met the eyes of busy women and men who you passed by, not being mentally prepared for the social aspects of being in a time period of which your grandparents were probably living their early years of their youth. You were already feeling uncanny from knowing how out of place you were, but you could only remind yourself that this was just a quick visit to give Steve a piece of your mind.

“Genesis, I would like to have access of all governmental archives mentioning Steve’s proximities at this current time period.”

Genesis gave you multiple suggestions, but the primarily suspected location of Steve’s current whereabouts was a military base in Port Jervis.

2 and a half hour train ride? Not bad at all.

It sounded a lot better than using the jet pack, especially when other options were available.

You walked in a phone booth and unlocked the safe, reading through the functions to find what you were looking for.

“Genesis, I’d like to unlock the printer and print 20 US dollars and a fake ID card registered under military record, please.”

“Amy Preston from Newsburgh military base, is that right?” You nodded in response to the soldier who was checking your ID by the gate of Port Jervis military base. “What brings you here?” He asked.

“I have a couple of errands to run in connection with the mission in planning, sir.” You explained, as you straightened your military uniform and rested your elbows on the front desk. “The Howling commandos will be sent to Italy to infiltrate Hydra bases, and we may have some input of several coordinations which suggests where else they are hiding.” You reached out the documents which were actually accurate future knowledge.

You could tell the soldier was anything but focused on the papers though as he eyed your breasts through your clothes which you were firmly squeezing together to give off your sex appeal.

He cleared his throat and only took a few glances at the papers before returning them to you. “Alright ma’am, you may pass. Hope you have a pleasant stay with us while you’re here.” He said smugly, and winked at you before you carried on. You could only fake a smile until he was out of sight, your face pulling one of disgust.

The base was large, reaching as far as up to a hill. Vehicles were creating a traffic by the gate with several soldiers sitting on the open back trunks.

Some whistled at you as you walked past them, but you could care less of giving them your time of day. Your eyes scanned the area with interest for the one man you were looking for.

You walked around for a good half an hour, sneaking into tents to see if any of the men in there were Steve, but you had no such luck of spotting him. Then, as you walked though the weapon supplies area, a familiar face came to view. You saw Dum Dum Dogan talking to a fellow soldier, the man who after Steve’s presumed death would become the new leader of the Howling commandos. He was one of Steve’s close friends during the war. He had told you as such himself.

He has to be somewhere close then.

You reached the corner of a huge tent, and that was when you halted your steps. You had found him.

There he was. Carrying on with his duties as if he had never been frozen in ice for 70 years, become a beloved hero of the 21st century and captured your heart, promising a future as lovers only to break it and leave you behind.

He stood there, talking to Jim Morita, yet another one of his soldier buddies with what looked like a map as they were discussing something.

Your head boiled with fury, the sight of him alone making you want to scream your heart out.

I might just do that actually, You thought.

Fuck it.

“Steven Grant Rogers, — you piece of absolute garbage!” You called out after him, saying his name with pure venom.

Steve immediately turned to where his name had been called, completely dumbfounded as you stormed towards him, your steps firm as you kept your form tall and straight. The soldier excused himself and walked away, leaving more privacy to whatever this would be about.

“You really thought it would be this easy, didn’t you? That you could leave your girlfriend of 4 fucking years without as much as a goodbye? An explanation? An apology?” You spat at his face.

“Pardon, ma’am, I don’t think I follow -“

“Oh, shut up and cut the bullshit! You left me! Without a word! How could you?!” You shouted, your face flaring up with the pent up anger you had waited to release on him for 2 years. “You left for another woman who you hadn’t seen for decades and you thought I’d be okay with it? Because I’ll have you know I was not and am still not over what you did to me! After everything we’ve been through together, and you left it all, — like it meant nothing! Fuck You!”

Soldiers around the area were subtly following the the interaction from afar, some even snickering as the Captain was being told off by some woman who they could only assume was one of his many fangirls making a fit.

Steve looked around, embarrassed and confused as he sighed and said, “Please refrain from using that kind of language, there’s really no need to cuss at me when I don’t even know you. You must be mistaking me for someone else... ”

You saw Steve swallow, clearly getting agitated from your confrontation. You frowned at his mannerism. What was up with him?

Steve usually never showed nervousness and was good at keeping his composure.

You blinked, “What do you mean?….You really don’t know who I am?”

“No, I really don’t…no offense of course, but I’m pretty sure I would remember the face of my own girlfriend, - since that’s what you claimed to be earlier anyway…” he said with a sheepish smile.

You were frozen with disbelief.

“What month and year is it?”

“November, 1944, ma’am. Why?”

Wait…

Wait a moment…

Oh shit.

“So you don’t -…you aren’t my…”

You didn’t even want to complete that sentence as you knew there was no use. This was in fact not your Steve. You hadn’t considered how it wouldn’t be convenient for Steve to go in a time where his past self was still living.

Steve must have obviously travelled back after his past self got trapped in the Arctic. And now your last chance of having a talk with your Steve was put on a major stall because the time machine decided to be a real ass and send you the year before past Steve goes missing in the Arctic.

Actually it wasn’t technically in a year’s time, but 4 months since Steve would go on that mission and land the Hydra ship in February of 1945, 7 months before the war ends, - but still.

You had no idea at how long of a time you would have to wait for him regardless. You were internally having a meltdown, all the while Steve was standing there, not sure of what to make out of the whole interaction.

“Ma’am?…Are you feeling okay?” Steve asked with worry, his face tilted as he studied your empty expression.

You gulped and slowly nodded your head. “Erm…yeah, I’m fine…I just…” you shook your head dismissively as you pinched the bridge of your nose. “Actually, no. I’m not fine. At all. This is so bad. Worst part is I can’t even talk to you about it because you, - you don’t even know me yet. You don’t, - shit.” You cursed as tears were building up in your eyes.

You looked away as you began taking a few steps back, not wanting to showcase the misery you have kept in for so long and weren’t able to release because the right man wasn’t in front of you.

“Hey, don’t cry…I’m sure whatever you’re going through, you’ll find a way to solve it…” Steve tried to console as best as he could. He had frowned at the part where you had mentioned you couldn’t tell him because he didn’t know you ‘yet’, which left him to assume you were having a mental breakdown, or was simply confused.

Meanwhile in your mind, you were thinking of what you should do. You were figuring out how you were going to make this whole mission worthwhile, - if maybe you should tell him everything so you could get answers from him. After all, you were talking to the Steve who had fresh memories of the woman who he apparently loved more than you.

He was still Steve, but yet it didn’t feel right to put the heat on him as he had none of the experiences your Steve had. You felt stuck.

40s Steve POV

The woman’s lack of response in contrast to when she first came up to me left me concerned. My first assumption was she had some kind of mental illness. I couldn’t make any sense of what she had said to me, apart from knowing my full name.

“Ma’am, if you’d let me, I’ll take you to get help from the medical committee. It’s at the center of this base, -“

“I’m not sick, Steve!” She interrupted with frustration.

I flinched, not expecting for her to go full volume with her voice again.

“I-I apologize, I didn’t mean to insinuate you were…” I stuttered, and looked around again to see eyes were still on us from a distance. “Look, if you’d like to talk, we should maybe move somewhere else more…private. I would appreciate not attracting a crowd…”

She sighed and closed her eyes for a brief moment before she nodded in agreement. “Let’s.”

I took her with me to an unoccupied office where we could have a private talk about whatever she wanted to tell me. Her face maintained a pondering look, as if she was thinking about how to put words into sentences.

I could already tell I was in for more confusion.

“I came here to talk to you, but not you. I don’t, - I’m not sure how and if I should explain it…you’re not my Steve Rogers.” She said the last part in a whisper, but I heard it very clearly due to my enhanced hearing.

This dame is absolutely out of her mind, I thought.

“Then let’s begin with me pointing something out. You’re dressed in uniform, but you’re clearly not from our base. You’re missing a Howling commando pin on both sides of your suit. In fact, I don’t think you work for the military at all considering you’re missing a US star patch on your right arm.”

I didn’t miss the way she cursed under her breath as she looked up again to respond. “I had it on when I dressed up,…guess it was by pure luck I got in. I’m not surprised though. That soldier by the gate was practically checking me out.”

I didn’t expect her to be humorous, and she earned a chuckle from me as I wasn’t too surprised to hear that. Many soldiers were unfortunately too distracted in their male gaze.

“Of course. So, where are you from then? Did someone send you? Are you a spy?” I asked, and narrowed an eye with suspicion.

“No. — I mean, I guess I could say I sent myself if that counts.” She answered with a shrug.

I shook my head, unamused by this woman’s game. “If you’re not going to be serious about this, I’ll have to send you in for temporary arrest and have you interrogated by a professional. It’s illegal for you to be here, you know.” I held her arm, to which she immediately protested by shaking her arm off.

“No need to have me on your grip. It’s not like I can outrun you anyway. You can run a mile in a minute.”

I crossed my arms, caught off guard that she was being factual about my physique, though no information of it had been released to the public from my knowledge. “How did you know that?”

“I know a lot of things about you, - because I was your fiancé.“ she said, as if it was the obvious.

“Okay,” I sighed and decided to play along for a little bit more. “If we are that close, tell me something no one else knows about me.”

She bit the inside of her cheek as she took a minute to think. For a moment I thought she didn’t have anything more to say. I turned around and wiped my eyes from drowsiness, until she opened her mouth again and said something that would completely shift the atmosphere;

“A strong heart will take you further than any physical strength. A strong heart means you'll never quit. —”

I stiffened, my face immediately turning to look at her, my focus not shifted on anything else anymore.

“— Sarah. Your mother said that to you before she died of tuberculosis in 1936.”

My stomach dropped when her eyes met mine again. I took steps forward, my face only inches away as my glare drilled into hers.

My jaw ticked as my eyebrows narrowed, my hands landing on her shoulder to not have her move away.

“How do you know that? Who are you?”

Her lips quirked a smile as she leaned in and said, “I’ve already told you. I was your fiancé, -

From the future anyway.”

N/A: First part of a 4-5 part series! Already working on part 2 & 3, so this should go somewhat smoothly. >:)

Also fuck Endgame!Steve, am I right?

Hearts & Reblogs are very appreciated! <3

𝐎𝐅 𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐘 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐊𝐄𝐍 𝐆𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐒 🔥 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒

𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒: After unknowingly saving the life of a notorious mobster, you find yourself working at his lavish estate as his new housekeeper.

・❥・ 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 ┄ Mafia!Lloyd Hansen x Housekeeper F!Reader ・❥・ 𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐌 ┄ Chris Evans, The Gray Man (2022) ・❥・ 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐒 ┄ Mafia AU, language, violence, physical assault, blood/injury, murder, kidnapping, torture, Lloyd is one possessive sonofabitch, unspecified age gap, rom-com of sorts, dark comedy but this is not a dark fic, enemies to lovers, lots of bickering, opposites attract, sexual tension, mutual pining, a bit of fluff because I can't resist, just a twinge of angst to keep things interesting, smut with some plot (please see warnings on each instalment) — minors, do not interact ・❥・ 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒 ┄ OOC Alert! Of course, since I don't really write dark fics, Lloyd is much less psychotic in this story lol. Also, as I wrote it, I couldn't help but incorporate a bit more plot into it than originally planned... I hope you're not discouraged lmao. Follow @vivianandherlily-library and turn on post notifications so you never miss an update.

𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐒:

Haunted Places

You Put a Spell on Me ⋮ coming soon

Payback ⋮ coming soon

Lost, For You to Find ⋮ coming soon

Reasons to Go, Reasons to Stay ⋮ coming soon

Last Updated: October 14, 2022

𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒅 𝑴𝒆 𝑭𝒐𝒓𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓

𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒚 — they wanted you, they enjoyed the hunt just as much as you enjoyed being chased. You didn't make it easy for them but it only prepared you that life with them wouldn't be easy.

𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 — mob!andy barber × fem!reader × mob!lloyd hansen

𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 — violence, murder, blood, SMUT; minors dni, threesome, oral, daddy kink/authority kink, praise, degrading, brat taming, spanking, choking, bondage, chase kink – specific things will be mentioned each chapter

𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒆 — listen I was really trying not to already post this but I hate to! follow @sstanhoe-updates to get notifications everytime I post!!!! Don't scare yourself, these are only the chapters planned so far. Depending how people like the story there will be more 🤷‍♀️ it's as easy as that.

𝒊. 𝒃𝒆 𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒔𝒖𝒓𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔

𝒊𝒊. 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒈𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕

𝒊𝒊𝒊. 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒂 𝒕𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒅

𝒊𝒗. 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒂𝒔𝒕 𝒂𝒍𝒘𝒂𝒚𝒔 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒔 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒖𝒏𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖

𝒗. 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒊𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝒖𝒔

Walt Disney Company's Coverage Of The D23 Expo 2022

chris evans married to an amazing wife, who has a son mikey from a previous unhappy marriage. on his 44th birthday, mikey gives him a present which is adoption papers so chris could adopt him

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Summary - Chris is married to a fantastic woman and getting the best present he's ever received.

Warning - fluff

“Happy Birthday, Sweetheart”, I whisper to my husband while giving him a soft kiss on his lips. He wakes and gives me a sleepy smile. Lifting his hand, he strokes my cheek and kisses me. “Thanks, baby.”

“Come on, breakfast is ready, and Mikey is downstairs. He got you a present, bub.” Chris’s eyes lighten up, “really?” smiling at him, I nod. 

“Also, Dodger is waiting to wish his dad a happy birthday as well, so get a move on.” I swat his butt before heading out of the room and downstairs. A figure flies at me and latches onto my legs. “Mumma!” I chuckle and pick Mikey up. “Hey, bubs, you okay?”

He shakes his head, burying it against my leg. I run my fingers through his hair, “what’s wrong, bubs?” he mumbles, “hmm? I didn’t hear you, baby. Is this about the present?” Little Mikey nods. He looks up at me with tears in his eyes, my heart breaking.

“D-do you think.. He’ll like it….?” Quickly bending down, I pick him up. “Of course, baby. He’ll be thrilled, but you gotta give it to him first, okay?” He nods. We head into the kitchen and wait for Chris. Chris enters the room, and his and Mikey’s faces light up. 

“Hey, Lil buddy!” He comes over, picking him up and covering his face in kisses. “H-happy birthday!!” Mikey screams in Chris’s ear, full of excitement. “Aww, thanks, bub.” Dodger comes over, and Chris gives him cuddles too. He looks up and smiles at me.

“Now, I was told there was gonna be breakfast and presents?” He cheekily smirks at me, shock covers his face, and he’s dragged over to his chair, Mikey pushes him down and climbs onto his lap. He then grabs a small wrapped envelope-shaped object, shoving it into Chris’s hands while staring at him intensely.

Chris looks over at me with wide eyes, and I just smile softly and nod to him. He looks back at Mikey, “is this for me?!” putting a hand to his chest while holding onto the gift with his other hand, Mikey nods and continues to push the gift that Chris is holding more into his hand. Nerves are taking over. 

Chris wraps an arm around the child before carefully opening the present, noticing that it’s an envelope. He looks at me, confused. I continue to smile, tears in my eyes. Shaking my head and mouthed, ‘it’s okay’. He returns to the envelope and slowly starts to open it once the paper from inside is entirely out. He starts reading, and tears fill his eyes.

ADOPTION PAPERS

He looks between Mikey and his wife, tears spilling from his eyes. His heart is full of love. “Please tell me this is real and not some kind of joke, please.” He begs, his voice cracking. I quickly rush to him, and both Mikey and I hug him. I stroke his hair and whisper ‘that it’s real’ and ‘that we love him’ I continue to reassure him, and he looks at Mikey. 

“You want me to be your daddy? Me?” Mikey nods, planting a big wet kiss on his cheek. Through Chris’s blurry vision, he sees a note attached to the letter. Reaching over, Chris reads it. He chokes up, and more tears roll down his face. “Oh god, does anyone have a pen?” I quickly reach over and hand him a pen. He signs and then looks towards his now son. 

“Oh my god, I love you and your mother so much, buddy. Thank you for this, and thank you for giving me this opportunity. Oh god, I love you,” He cries, burying his face into his son’s hair, squeezing him tight. 

Tears roll down my face, finally seeing my son get the father he deserves. Happy that Chris came into my life and saved us from Mikey’s father. I smile, glad to see them so happy. The following words that come out of my son’s mouth bring joy and happiness.

“Daddy! Can we eat now?” 

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Burning hatred masterlist (CA)

Summary: You hate your film partner. Right?

Pairing: Chris Evans x Actress!Reader

Warnings: angst, language, love-hate relationship, enemies to lovers, dirty talk, smut, unprotected sex, possessive Chris, creampie, marking, biting, hair pulling, semi-public sex, degrading, breeding kink, restraints, doggy style, use of sex toys/sex swing, all the kinky shit will be added later

A/N: I wrote the same story for Chris and Jensen as I couldn’t choose one. Sorry, not sorry. (There is only a slight difference.)

Contains: 💦 smut // 💔 angst // 💕 fluff // 🖤 light smut

Burning Hatred (1) - The first time 💦

Burning Hatred (2) - Five months time stamp 💦

Burning Hatred (3) - Oops we did it again 💦

Burning Hatred (4) - Wait! What?

Burning Hatred (5) - Knock you up 💦

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[☁️] Fluff

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➼ boutique-for-the-best [☁️]

(Chris Evans X Fashion Designer! Reader)

:Chris and Y/n the perfect example of the term 'made for each other' especially when in comes to support

➼ A Week In The Life Of The Evans[☁️]

(Husband!Chris Evans x Gothic! Reader)

: Y/n and Chris show off their new marriage, the only way they know how, via youtube

↪️Part two: Crybaby [☁️]

(Husband!Dad!Chris x Gothic!Mom!Reader)

: Looks like that pregnancy test in the vlog meant something, and sprouted into the cute and loving mini evans, Alice. Follow the adventures of their cute family with quite the image.

➼ Written on Polaroids [☁️*]

(Husband!Chris Evans x Plus Size Reader)

: Y/n's secret diary gets exposed in the best way possible, which may involve a few camera shots

➼ Designer Love [☁️]🌟

(Husband!Chris Evans x Pregnant!Reader)

: Y/n can’t find any darn clothes she loves, so Chris takes his role to the next level

➼ Hairy Shenanigans [☁️]🌟

(Husband!Chris Evans x Pregnant!Reader)

: Y/n needs some help with her shaving capabilities and her husband is more than willing to help out

➼ Hottie By The Bar [☁️/Slight *]

(Chris Evans x Reader)

: Y/n catches the eye of a familiar man by the bar, which can only end in her favour

➼ The Winner [☁️]🌟

(Husband!Chris Evans x Famous!Reader)

: Chris is Y/n’s number one fan, there’s no doubt about it

➼ Wisdom Teeth [☁️]🌟

(Husband!Chris Evans x Wife!Reader)

: Chris sends Y/n on one hell of a journey

➼ That Puppy Smell [☁️]🌟

(Boyfriend!Chris Evans x Reader)

:Reader takes Chris Evans to a Puppy cafe

➼ What Is Victoria's Secret Anyway [☁️]🌟

(Husband!Chris Evans x Model!Reader)

: When Y/n gets a massive career opportunity, all she wants is her husband’s support, and she always gets what she wants

➼ You'll Always Be My Girl [☁️/Slight🌧]🌟

(Chris Evans x Reader)

: Y/n’s relatives are anything but supportive, on the other hand we have Chris who is absolutely smitten and will do anything to make sure Y/n knows

➼ Girls' Holiday [☁️/Slight *]

(Husband!Chris Evans x Wife!Reader)

: Y/n and her friends get a few visitors while on their annual girl’s holiday

➼ Enchanted To Meet You [☁️]

(Chris Evans x Reader)

: Y/n Recalls her best memories with Chris, while getting ready for their wedding day ♥️

➼ Love In Translation [☁️]

(Chris Evans x Filipino!Reader)

: Chris is determined to become fluent in Tagalog, for the sweetest reasons

➼ My Spoilt Girl [☁️]

(Rich CEO!Chris Evans x Reader)

: Chris loves spending money on his girl, even if it means he’ll end up spending more in future

➼ I’m Only Yours [☁️/Slight🌧]🌟

(Chris Evans x Reader)

: Chris and Y/n overcome insecurities in their relationship with some tender loving care

➼ My Happily Ever After [☁️]🌟

(Chris Evans x Reader)

: Chris, his family and Y/n spend the day at Disneyland. Chris of course, uses this opportunity to show how much he loves Y/n, in the most adorable ways possible

➼ I Need You More [☁️/Slight🌧]

(CEO!Chris Evans x Nurse!Reader)

: A CEO gets admitted into hospital with mild amnesia, only to find himself falling in love with the only person that can heal him

➼ Magical Kisses [☁️]

(Chris Evans x Stunt Double!Reader)

: Y/n injures herself on set, just to find out a cast isn’t the only thing healing her pain

➼ Ghostly [☁️/🌧]

(Ghost!Soulmate!Chris Evans X Alive!Reader)

: Y/n has an extremely tiring day, but with her ghost boyfriend everything takes a turn for the better

➼ Back Home [☁️]

(Boyfriend!Chris Evans x Filipino!Reader)

: An island getaway leads to Chris meeting Y/n's family, and him finding a new family of his own. Very fluffy domestic settings

↺ Part 2 Where Y/n meets Chris' Family

My Home [☁️]

➼ Shag Me [☁️]

(Husband!Chris Evans x British Singer!Reader)

:Despite being together for so long, Y/n and Chris still need to overcome their “language barrier”

➼ Baby It’s Breaking News[☁️]

(Husband!Chris Evans x Kardashian Reader)

: After keeping their life for the most part quiet, Y/n and Chris agree to give a statement to the Hollywood press (Article Style with an interview)

➼ Coffee Run[☁️]

(Chris Evans x Nurse!Reader)

: Nurse reader who works part time at a coffee shop has more than one run in with Chris and babies

➼ I Am Groot [☁️]

(Husband!Chris Evans x Pregnant!Reader)

: With hormones at an all time high, Chris has to be prepared even in the most funniest scenarios, obviously leading to kisses and cuddles + a smidge of horniness

➼ The Build Up [☁️]

(Husband!Construction!Chris x Wife!Reader)

: Nothing better than an onsite visite by the Mrs, major domestic Chris! and fluff

➼ Chris Evans Pregnancy Scenarios (☁️/Slight Angst and Smut🌟

(Chris Evans x Pregnant!Reader)

=Not a series, just a compilation

Chapter 1,Chapter 2,Chapter 3,Chapter 4

➼ Chris Evans Dad Scenarios (☁️/Slight Angst and Smut)🌟

(Dad!Chris Evans x Mom!Reader)

=Not a series, just a compilation

Chapter 1,Chapter 2,Chapter 3

Affair with his Assistant !Drabble![🌧]

(Husband!Andy Barber x Wife!Reader)

: Looks like Andy's work trips with his assistant were just him acting with his dick and not his head. Now his marriage is over

I have always loved you

pairing: Steve Rogers x plus size reader

warnings: ANGST!! (happy ending) fluff, 18+ MINORS DNI smut (mentions of making love, nothing explicit) insecure reader (body image issues), mentions of trauma, torture, explosion, bruises, serum and drugs. Pre-serum Steve and post-serum Steve.

words: 5.9k

a/n: this is the longest fic I have written. i think i have a thing for angsty fics with happy endings. Also I love pre-serum Steve, he deserves so much appreciation. I got emotional while writing this one. To all people who have body issues, I personally know it’s not easy, remember you are all very beautiful. I really really hope you all like this one.

REBLOGS AND COMMENTS ARE APPRECIATED

DO NOT COPY OR REPOST MY WORK

(made the moodboard and dividers)

“(Y/n)?”

the warmth, the pain, the love, all missing from her face. her stare is blank, like a person without a heart. Steve didn’t think he would ever see her again, he wanted to see her again, to talk to her, to tell her how he felt all these years, how everything seemed incomplete. But now what he sees, it seems worse than his worst nightmares, he wanted to see her but not like this. Not like this.

“Steve!” she calls out for her date who stands up for her in front some bullies. “You think you’re a hero protecting that fatso over there?” a guy laughed as he punched Steve. (Y/n) didn’t know what to do, should she just stand there or go to help Steve. “Tell me skinny boy, getting tired aren’t you?” Steve looked daringly into the eyes of the bully. He spit a little blood that occurred from the bruise near his lips. “I can do this all day”

When they reach her apartment, Steve is accompanied with bruises. He sits down and she prepares to take care of his wounds. She gently, very gently, wipes his bruises and the slightly dried blood with water and applies medicine. “Steve, I really appreciate what you did but you didn’t have to do it, I am used to being called names, I feel so bad.” Her touches are so gentle, feather like, as if she is - “Are you afraid to touch me?” Steve asks her directly. “I-I- don’t wanna hurt you” she avoids his gaze. He places his hand on hers “Is it because of how i look? is it because i am skinny?” he looks a little hurt but nothing he isn’t used to. “No Steve, it’s because I am fat, I don’t wanna hurt you in any way, you are strong, very strong, I just, I know I shouldn’t care about what people say but they say I’ll crush someone or something like that.” she feels stupid but she is insecure. even though this was officially their first date, they had met before when Bucky introduced them, she already likes him, thus she really wants this to work out. “Hey, look at me, trust me I know how it can feel to be a little different, to be someone who doesn’t fit the society’s physical beauty norms. But being different doesn’t make you any less than others, that’s what I try to believe now. you know how I still am trying to join the military even after being rejected because of my size, so in a way I am challenging society and it’s norms. I know very well I am not as strong as a buff man but I know I will work harder than anyone to serve my country.” she looks at him with awe. she is so proud to know this guy. she hesitates a lot but after a minute she quickly gives him a peck on his cheek. she looks away again and blushes a little. “I know this is just the first date but I kind of like you Steve, you’re very kind and nice and- and cute” he cups her face gently and lifts up her chin to meet his gaze. “I like you too (y/n), I honestly can’t believe someone as nice as you can like someone like me, you’re nice and so kind and pretty. You know I would have kissed you right now but unfortunately I have medicine applied on my face.” he chuckles and she laughs. They just sit there holding hands without saying anything. As if they both have found the person they were looking for, who accept them for who they are.

“Steve if you want we can lie down on my bed?” he raises his eyebrows a little and she realizes how her words can be interpreted and blushes. “No I mean - uh I mean we can talk, you have bruises and I thought you will be comfortable- oh god I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable, I have no other intentions- I-I should stop talking.” Steve can’t help but chuckle at her cuteness, she is adorable. “Yeah I get it, it’s okay, we can do that, I like talking to you, want to get to know you more.” They end up lying beside each other, smiling and talking almost the whole night. The sunlight outside knocking on the windows. They both look outside and realize how long they have been talking, they look at each other and start laughing again.

“Well I guess I should go now.”

“Alright”

Neither of them want this night to end, even though technically the night has ended?

“See you soon on our next date.” Steve says and (y/n) nods with a smile. Just like that they keep on meeting whenever they can, they love spending time with each other, they grow closer and closer. One night, after almost a month since they started dating, (y/n) hears a knock her door.

“Steve?” he comes in with an excited look on his face. “I got a chance, I am joining the army!!” he said with excitement and hugged her. She couldn’t help but smile at Steve’s happiness, she knows how much it means to him, even if she is scared about the whole situation. “(y/n)!! i am going to be a soldier” she smiles softly at him and tries her best to be supportive even she is nervous and scared. “well I guess your dreams came true.” he didn’t miss the hint of fear in her words and expressions. “hey it’s gonna be alright, yeah I know I am not that strong but I’ll learn so much in the army and I will become stronger.” he says as he takes her hands up to his face and plants kisses on them. she smiles as she gently kisses him. Steve blushes a little, he always does when they kiss, they haven’t really moved past kissing and Steve being a gentleman wanted to give her time before taking the next step.

“You’re stronger than you know Steve, I am just worried that you will get too carried on, you will face so many dangerous situations and after all this time I know you won’t lose the chance to jump in front of danger. So yeah I am happy and proud of you but I am also worried about you. And not to sound selfish but I will miss you a lot too.” she looks down as she says the last sentence, she still isn’t sure how much Steve’s feelings have developed but knows about hers, she is pretty serious about him. She doesn’t wanna lose him. “You don’t sound selfish honey, I understand what you are feeling, I will really miss you too and I will try to come back as soon as I can but as you said this has been my dream, to protect my country.” she nods, she respects him and his dreams, she tries to be strong for him still somehow a few treacherous tears sneakily try to fall off her eyes.

Steve wipes off the tears and plants gentle kisses all over her face which makes her cry harder. “honey, look at me. I’ll take care of myself, besides I now have someone waiting for me eh?” she smiles at that. “so when do you leave?” he informs that he has to leave in two days for more than a month. Just two days then gone for a month? her insecurities creep up rapidly. What if he forgets her during this time? she is not the most memorable person anyway, what if he meets someone better, someone prettier? Steve shakes her off her thoughts, literally.

“Anything else on your mind?” she shakes her head to say no. “Can I spend the night here doll?” she loves that nickname so much, maybe just as much as- well. “Yes please”. (Y/n) prepares dinner and Steve keeps looking at her admiringly. He will really miss this, will miss her. After having dinner they go and lie on the bed, remembering the moments of their first date, although they don’t talk much like they did on that day, they just keep holding their hands. Both wanna say so much but afraid of ruining this moment. Steve looks at her and she looks back. He leans in for a kiss. the slow and soft kiss turns passionate, unspoken words being communicated through that kiss. Steve brings her closer and deepens the kiss only pulling apart when they need to breathe. They kiss, pull apart, kiss again, pull apart again, kiss again and again. It feels like neither is ready to let go. Steve moves to kiss her neck, placing small kisses all over her jaw and neck, she traces patterns against his chest. He pauses to look up at her, she is staring at him longingly. “Do you? you want to?” he asks, she nods but a tear slips her eyes, he gently moves on top of her and kisses the tear away. he spends some time appreciating her body with his hands and lips. he softly tugs the end of her dress as if to ask for permission. “Steve, I-I am not beautiful, my body isn’t attractive you won’t like what you see.” Steve can’t imagine a kind person like her not being beautiful. “I am sure you’re beautiful doll, but it’s okay if you don’t wanna do this, there’s no rush.” they both realize suddenly that even if there’s no rush there’s very little time too, what if things go otherwise, is this their only chance? She guides him with her dress. he helps her out of her dress and undresses himself. both of them vulnerable in front of each other, bare and close, as Steve said, they defied society’s beauty norms, yet to both of them the other seemed like the most beautiful person they have ever seen. The whole night they express their feelings in the form of touches and kisses. Steve spends time in making her feel how beautiful she is. They make love in the bed they once laid down talking the whole night. It is intimate and emotional and passionate. Hands intertwined and their bodies too. Living the moment to the fullest, feeling alive after a long time, it’s like they were meant to be, this was meant to be. They live an eternity with each other this night, not wanting to let go, but they know they have to. This night seemed magical, but reality is waiting at the door. When they drift off to sleep, bodies close to each other, they hold each other, unspoken promises being made.

They kiss each other goodbye before it’s time for Steve to leave. “(Y/n), I’ll come back, wait for me okay? I will miss you, I-“ He decides it’s best to not say anything more. She will wait for him, she promises him that, no matter what.

When Steve is injected with the super soldier serum, he becomes a new person for others but he is still the same guy from Brooklyn. the news breaks out about the birth of Captain America and people start rejoicing for a new face of the country. (Y/n) sees the pictures of Steve, sees the effects of the serum, but when she sees his pictures with that smile on his face she knows no matter what he is still the guy from Brooklyn she is in love with. She loves him. Even before the world knew, she knew in her heart that he may not be a perfect soldier but he is a good man.

Captain Steven Grant Rogers soon becomes a sensation, from performing on stage to fighting Hydra bullies in the battlefield, accompanied by his best pal Bucky Barnes, who was the second one to become a super soldier. Yes after Steve, Bucky was given the serum and the two super soldiers fought many wars together. Steve was supposed to be away for one month which turned into more than four months. With all the fame and popularity, (Y/n) wonders how he must feel. So many women want to be with him, beautiful attractive women.

After four months, Steve comes back in town, they have succeeded in an important mission and are now back to celebrate. (Y/n) is so excited to meet him, all this while Steve has not been able to contact her, he was always moving from one place to another, finally she will meet him. She is nervous too, her insecurities getting the best of her. Even if Steve is the same guy she is in love with, what if Steve feels differently? He meets so many beautiful women, women who want to be with him, so what about (y/n)? will she still be beautiful to him, will he still like him? she dresses up nicely to go and meet him, trying her best to look good.

Word on the street is that the soldiers will be at a bar to celebrate. (Y/n) knows that bar, she goes to meet him. She got him a little gift, nothing expensive, just something with a personal touch, a small pouch for him to use with the letters S G R engraved.

There he is, having a drink with Bucky and his team. Even if he is all bulky now, his smile reminds (y/n) of the old days, when he used to hold her hand and flash that beautiful smile at her. He hasn’t seen her yet though, busy drinking and laughing with his friends. She giggles at the sight, she is so happy for him, they finally know his worth which she knew from the first day she got to know him. (Y/n) gradually moves closer to him with a smile on her face.

Steve turns and smiles, but not at her, he hasn’t seen her yet, he smiles at this beautiful brunette wearing a red dress and matching red lipstick. Wow she is gorgeous (y/n) thinks. He gets up to dance with her, they dance slowly but Steve maintains a distance from her, his smile seems polite but not like the one he used to flash at (y/n). (Y/n) tries her best to not think much of it. She waits. Everything is fine. She hopes. As the music stops temporarily, people start moving away from the dance floor, Steve too stops dancing and is about to move when she pulls him close and smashes her lips against his. Pull apart, pull apart, as if an alarm sets off in (y/n)’s brain. Is this really happening? To her shock, to her complete shock, Steve kisses her back, even if just for few seconds before pulling apart. He kisses her back. Is she really that big of a fool to have thought Steve will wait for her? After getting so much attention from beautiful ladies. She cannot control the tears. To make things worse Bucky notices (y/n) and calls her name.

Steve who is taking deep breaths, hears her name and with a swift movement turns to look for her.

There she is, all dressed up, her face accompanied with tears. She turns to leave, already feeling humiliated and stupid. “(Y/n)!!” he yells out. He runs to her, she runs away from him. “(Y/n) wait, please” She looks back, tears not stopping, “It’s not what you think it is, I know it looks bad, I am sorry please let me-“ he is interrupted when she raises a hand to stop him. “No Steve, I am sorry for being stupid enough to come here, to think you would still want to see me, I should have understood, so I am sorry for ruining your celebrations, please go in, have fun.” She says in between sobs. “(Y/n) no please, there is nothing going on, she is my senior in the army and I don’t know how and why she kissed me.” Is he really justifying, she saw him kissing her back, she knows how his face moves when Steve kisses, he clearly kissed her back even if for few moments. “But you kissed her back didn’t you? Don’t lie to me at least, you may not like me or care about me but at least respect me. Don’t lie.” she says and steps back when he tries to come close. “I-I am - it was a mistake, a sudden response, I am not justifying it but I am sorry- it means nothing” He tries to move close again but she steps back.

“This is goodbye Steve, or should I say Captain America? May all your dreams come true. I got this for you which probably doesn’t matter now but here, if you feel like using it.” She hands him the wrapped gift. He takes it and before he can say anything, before he can stop her, she runs as fast as she can, with a heavy broken heart. She runs and takes the first left turn into an alley. He is running after her, the gift in his hand. He reaches the alley just seconds after her but she is gone, literally gone no trace of her. He yells out her name on top of his lungs. He runs as fast as he could, but no sign of her.

Steve frantically unwraps her gift.

He finds the pouch with his initial on them, handmade. A note inside the pouch.

I am always proud of you Steve and I am happy for you. This is nothing much but I hope this pouch is useful to you somehow in your new adventures. For the world you may be Captain America, but for me you’re still my sweet Stevie. I love you, wasn’t brave enough to tell you so wrote it down.

Steve starts crying after reading that. How could he mess this up? The girl he loves the most is hurt because of him. To know she loves him too but at what cost? He reaches her home as quickly as possible but she is not there, he can see the dark windows still knocks on the door in hope, but no she is not there. He decides to come back tomorrow.

Tomorrow comes, still no sign of her, she is not home, her neighbors haven’t seen her, her few friends haven’t heard from her. Where is she? How can she vanish out of thin air? A week goes by, he haven’t found her. Steve and Bucky and their friends look for her but she is nowhere to be found.

“Where is she Buck?” Steve asks with tears in his eyes. “Have faith pal, we’ll find her.” They don’t find her. It’s time for them to leave for duty and they haven’t found her. She is missing, no one has heard from her. They have tried everything, took help from whoever they could to find her, still in the dark without any clue. Steve leaves for duty with a heavy heart.

When they take down the Red Skull, Steve and Bucky were on an aircraft filled with weapons to destroy cities. They realize they have to crash it somewhere in the ocean. Steve realizes this is for the best, he doesn’t even have much motivation to go back, the one who was waiting for him is no longer there, god knows where. Bucky too sees no way out and agrees with his friend to crash the aircraft. As promised, together till the end of the line.

When the two super soldiers are discovered from the ice, the world changed once again, and their world changed too. A miracle discovered by S.H.I.E.L.D. They try to fit in this foreign world with the help of their new companions, who were misfits in their own ways. As years passed, the realization of losing his girl grew even stronger on Steve. (Y/n) was the love of his life, the one he hurt and disappointed, the one he lost. Oh how he wanted to go back in time and tell her he loves her. To say how much she means to him. He wanted to see her again, to talk to her, to tell her how he felt all these years, how everything seemed incomplete.

On a particular mission, Steve, Natasha and Peter team up to take down a hydra base. Peter is new to the team but a strong asset. They are almost done with the mission when something exploded. There was dust and fire. Steve looks for his teammates but cannot see them, he uses the comms to contact them but still no use.

He is running to look for them when he is shot on his shoulders from the back, he immediately covers himself with his shield and looks back the the attacker.

The attacker stands their with a gun, in full black attire and masked covering half of the face. He cannot see clearly due to the dust. The attacker fires again and he moves closer, using the shield as a guard. After some swift movements from both of them, the gun and the shield are soon discarded as they engage in a hand to hand combat. Steve can feel the punches of the attacker are meant to kill, not just hurt. He is not one to attack but rather defend. Still to knock out his opponent he throws a solid punch on the face.

His opponent loses balance for a second and the mask is broken. The broken mask now enables Steve to see the face of the attacker. Is he hallucinating? Is the gas poisonous? intoxicating? making him see the unbelievable? Before he can do anything, he is suddenly on the ground as his opponent took the chance to get on top of him and started punching him.

Is this gas so strong? He knows those eyes. That face.

“(Y/n)?”

the warmth, the pain, the love, all missing from her face. her stare is blank, like a person without a heart. Steve didn’t think he would ever see her again. But now what he sees, it seems worse than his worst nightmares, he wanted to see her but not like this. Not like this.

She keeps punching him when suddenly she is hit on the neck by Nat, hard enough to make her unconscious and not kill her. She falls on his chest. It’s her, it’s (y/n), it’s Steve’s (y/n). He knows her touch better than anything. It’s her.

“Steve are you okay?” Nat asks looking at the blood on Steve’s face and shoulder. He doesn’t say anything just keeps looking at the girl on top of him. “Peter, get her off of him and bring her with us, I’ll help Steve.” Everything seems like a faint noise to Steve, he doesn’t register anything his teammates are saying. Too busy figuring out what is going on and staring at (y/n). Only when she is being pulled apart from him by Peter that he speaks, well yells

“Stop!! Don’t hurt her.” Both of them look at Steve. “Steve?” Nat looks confused. “Did you kill her? (Y/n)? (Y/n) can you hear me?” Steve’s words are not very loud or clear, due to the bruises on his face. His teammates give each other confused looks.

“She is unconscious, not dead. Steve do you know her?” This question makes Steve hysteric as he wraps his arms around the unconscious body of (y/n) and starts crying, holding her close, too engrossed to care about the current situation. Gradually Peter and Nat help them both off the ground and Steve still doesn’t say anything to them.

When they come back to the compound, the rest of the avengers take Steve to the infirmary to help him. Bucky is already at the infirmary. Peter is about to take (y/n) away to keep her in a cell, as ordered by Nat when Steve yells again. “Where are you taking her?”

They are all confused and Bucky is taken aback by his friend’s weird behavior. “Pal, what’s wrong?” Steve starts explaining whatever happened. Bucky cannot believe it, he rushes towards the person Steve claimed to be (y/n) to check for himself. He is shocked too, cannot believe what’s happening.

“Okay enough someone tell me what’s happening.” Nat shouts and the rest of the team look at Bucky and Steve. Steve doesn’t talk, just keeps staring at (y/n). Bucky explains why they are shocked, why Steve is behaving like this and who (Y/n) is, or was.

They keep (Y/n) in a room, not a cell, though handcuffed. Since she was fighting for Hydra and attacked Steve. Even though Steve wasn’t happy with the handcuffs, after persuasion from Bucky he gave in. Tony too is shocked to see Steve like this, over these years and after the initial difference in opinion, Tony became a good friend of Steve. Sam has never seen his friend like this before neither has Nat. All of them are worried and from what they hear, all of this seems unbelievable to them.

Bruce looks after (Y/n) to bring her to her senses.

(Y/n) gradually opens her eyes and finds herself handcuffed. She doesn’t speak just tugs at her handcuffed arms. Bucky who is outside, hears the noise and the grunts and rushes in. “(Y/n)? is that you?” She shoots up her to look at the voice, conflicted emotions visible in her eyes. “Where am I? Another hydra base?” Rage visible from her voice, still probably better than that blank face.

Bucky calls for Steve and the rest of the team. Steve rushes towards (y/n). He kneels down in front of the chair she is handcuffed to. “(Y/n)? it’s me Steve!” She looks at him with doubt and without surety. Must be some cheap trick of Hydra, after all these years of constant torture and brain washing, who knows what these monsters are capable of. (y/n) doesn’t say anything just keeps on tugging at the handcuffs. “It’s me (y/n)! don’t you remember me, it’s Steve, your Stevie” she laughs dryly at this, she won’t lie though, after all these years, this face, this name, this person in front of her definitely takes her back to those days. Is her brain betraying her again? Well she can’t be blamed after being a Hydra controlled puppet all this time.

As much as she remembers after being brainwashed so many times, she doesn’t even know how she is conscious now, is this some new drug? she hardly feels controlled anymore, even the pain has dulled down. Are these her memories or someone else’s she wonders. “Well that’s where you are wrong, whoever you are, Steve was never mine.” she almost spits. Steve is taken aback by those words. Is that how she feels? “Steve, she was asking if this a hydra base” Bucky informs, Steve doesn’t know how to react, the worst possibilities of what may have happened racing through his mind.

“Wait,” he says as he runs out of the room and comes back with the pouch she gave him. “Do you remember this? You gave it to me, the night I- the night I messed up, the night you vanished, the night I saw you for the last time.” Tears about to escape from Steve’s eyes. She looks at the pouch, realization strikes her, the few memories she has intact are the ones of Steve, even after Hydra has tried to remove that from her brain, this is the pouch she gave him. She looks up from the pouch and looks at the blue eyed man. Her lips quivering.

“Steve?” He nods frantically. He hugs her. “Remove these handcuffs now” he says after pulling apart. “Steve she maybe lying, we can’t trust her, we don’t know if this is a trick, she maybe dangerous.” Nat says, always the tactful one. “No, she won’t hurt me. You won’t hurt me would you doll?” The nickname still fresh in her mind. But she doesn’t trust herself or others, neither can she promise of not hurting anyone. “I don’t know, I don’t know what I am capable of, what Hydra is capable of.” she starts crying when Steve reaches up to wipe off her tears. “I remember hearing the news once, when Hydra thought I was under control but I wasn’t, for a brief moment, I remember hearing you and Bucky went into the ice and came back, I didn’t trust the news though, I stopped trusting anything and everything a long time ago.”

When (y/n) is composed and decides to trust these people and they too think she can be helpful, she is brought to a sitting area, where all the avengers sit down, Steve beside her, and asks her about everything.

“That night, the night I last time saw Steve was the night I was taken. I remember running away from him and going into an alley. I saw a shadowy person coming at me and after that blank.” She informs, looking at the ground. “When I came back to my senses, I saw the foreign environment and that I was trapped, I was tied up. I started screaming.” She goes on about how some people came in who she had never seen before, they told her she has been abducted and that they will gave her meaningless life a new purpose.

“Close to Captain America aren’t you? well let’s see what information you can give us about him.” She remembers one of them had asked. (Y/n) was told by Hydra that they had observed her since they got to know about Steve becoming Captain America and her little connection with him. They thought she can be an asset hence they took her.

After Red Skull went down they had to relocate everything. Since Captain America had died for the world, they realized (y/n) was completely useless to them. But at cruel times even useless beings can become useful “They tested different serums and drugs on me, I mostly used to stay drugged except for a few times when they needed my true consciousness.” She was trained, tortured, brain washed, the serums somehow didn’t change her physically, which the Hydra superiors were impressed with, her not so impressive body made her almost invisible in front of people. Who will believe that someone who appears as useless as her can be an assassin? They realized even if she cannot become a good assassin she can always be a good test subject, rather test object.

The different serums and drugs have miraculously kept her young and alive, she has been treated as a lab rat. Whenever she was conscious she tries to fight, or escape. No use. She never agreed to do anything for them unless she was mind controlled by Hydra.

Steve cannot imagine the pain and trauma she must have gone through. He wanted to see her again but not at this cost. He gently holds her hand, like he used to before.

“(Y/n) I don’t know what to say, if only I didn’t mess up that day, if only I ran faster after you, I am sorry, for everything.” The team decides it’s best to give them some space. (Y/n) has already given them some information regarding whatever she has discovered about Hydra all this while, she wants to help them in whatever way possible, Hydra has ruined many lives, she wants it to end.

“Hydra abducting me was not your fault.” Steve looks at her.

“You-you said I was never yours, why?”

“Were you?”

“(Y/n) I still am. I have always been yours, I have always loved you. I love you! I was stupid I didn’t say how I felt before but I should have, I wish I could go back to that night and change what happened but it’s not possible, forgive me please, please, I love you, I have missed you every moment, I wished everyday to see you, talk to you, but now that you are here, now that I see you like this, I feel terrible, disgusted and sad, you deserved nothing but love. Even if I am not directly at fault, Hydra took you to get information about me, so yes it is my fault I couldn’t protect you, couldn’t protect the person who means everything to me.”

(Y/n) too cannot believe she is here with Steve again, it feels like a dream, a dream she has seen many times, but this is real. (Y/n) has always loved Steve, still does but now she is scarred both physically and mentally, if she was a misfit in the society before she is even worse now. She suddenly notices his bruised face.

“Your face is bruised and your shoulder, did I?” Steve interrupts her. “Don’t, don’t do that to yourself.” They both have tears in their eyes. She touches his face gently, as always, still afraid she will hurt him, and now she actually has, even if unintentionally. “I am sorry, I wasn’t myself.” Steve nods. “To be honest, I wasn’t myself too, neither on that night when I messed everything up, nor after you were gone, I don’t think I was my real self. Besides I became so focused on being Captain America that I forgot about Steve Rogers to some extent. You were one of the few people who appreciated that little guy from Brooklyn.”

“I still do, Captain. I still appreciate that guy, I’m still in love with that guy.” Steve didn’t waste any time and pulled her in a kiss. She doesn’t remember the last time she receive any form of affection, the kiss made her feel alive, the kiss made him feel alive.

“Wait your face is bruised, you’re hurt” she says pulling apart. “Like on our first date huh?” Steve asks with a smile on his face. She smiles back.

“Can you forgive me?”

“I guess I can.”

“Can you trust me again?”

“Maybe, but I don’t think I can trust myself, I don’t know what they have done with me, I don’t know if I can become my old self again.”

Steve holds her hand tightly. “How about we deal with it together? How about we heal ourselves together?” (y/n) nods and puts her head on his shoulder. They don’t talk, just sit like that, hand in hand.

After sometime Tony comes and finds them sitting together, he is happy to see his friend smiling. He calls the rest of the team. They all find the couple sitting quietly enjoying each other’s company. Bucky has tears in his eyes, his friend is happy again after what feels like an eternity. Nat smiles looking at Steve, so does Sam. The team is happy to finally see their Captain at peace.

Tony clears his throat. “Sorry to interrupt the moment but let’s all have some food. Miss (Y/n) I have arranged a room for you, take some rest after dinner.”

Tony has arranged the room just beside Steve’s. That room has always been empty, maybe it was waiting for her? Just like Steve?

“I love you (y/n)”

“I love you Steve”

They confess their love once again, while walking up to their rooms, hand in hand.

“Good night doll, just call me if you need anything okay?”

“Steve you want to lie down on my bed? We can talk, just talk, I have no other intentions” she says with a smile, remembering their first date. Steve kisses her and they get inside the room without breaking the kiss. “Oh but I do have other intentions doll” he says with a smirk and closes the door.

The Beautiful Ones - Series Masterlist

College Frat Boy! Steve Rogers x Female Reader / Sorority! Carol Danvers x Female Reader x Sorority! Wanda Maximoff

Warnings: 18+ ONLY, language, D/s, harassment, angst, bullying, spanking, voyeurism, public sex, oral sex (both f and m receiving), unprotected sex.

Summary | With your boyfriend being distant and being rejected from the sorority you were hoping to get into, life takes a turn when the two sorority sisters who broke the news decide they want to be friends and make it up to you.

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Always Come For You Pt. 1

Steve Rogers x Reader

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Edited: Yes

Word count: 5720

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Post Date: August 22ed 2022

Post Time: 9:46 pm

Summary: Steve thought he’d lost both his best friends in the war, but he never expected seventy years later to find out that he’d ever get to see the two that mattered most to him again. First Bucky, now he’s told the reader is alive too? Will he ever get the chance to tell the reader how he feels or is all lost? Bucky came back, so why can’t you?

This was based off of a post I saw on @druiigg page now it is in no way shape or form taking anything from the work that was posted to their page, it just heavily inspired it. So thank you Enna for inspiring this.

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Steve’s Pov: *Flashback* 

“War continues to ravage Europe, but help is on the way. Every able-bodied young man is lining up to serve his country. Even little Timmy is doing his part collecting scrap metal. Nice work Timmy!” The war ad before the movie plays. 

“Nobody cares!” A guy shouts out from the front of the theater. 

“Just play the movie!” he continues to shout as he throws his hand up. 

“Hey, show some respect, won’t you?” I whisper out to the guy and he goes quiet as the ad plays on. 

“Our brave boys are showing the axis that the price of our freedom is never too high.” The ad continues to play on with it now quiet. 

“Let’s go! Get on with it!” he yells out again and I get angry. 

“Hey, just start the cartoon!” he continues on as everyone just lets him. 

“Hey, you wanna shut up?” I yell at him on my last straw as I lean forward. 

“Together with allied forces, we’ll face any threat, no matter the size.” The ad plays on as the guy slowly stands up in front of me and glares at me. 

Before I know it, we’re outside and I’m getting a punch to the face. I get back up, but he’s bigger than me so he easily throws another punch, making me fall to the ground again. I get back up using the wall and grab the lid to the trash cans that are next to me. 

I hold the lid out like a shield, but he easily rips it from my hand and throws it to his side. He then turns back and throws another punch, making me stumble back against the wall. I stand back up and get into a fighting stance, ready to fight back. 

“You just don’t know when to give up, do you?” he asks as he throws his arms up before letting them drop back to his side. 

“I can do this all day,” I pant out as I get down, ready to fight him off. 

I take one swing at him, but he quickly blocks it before throwing another punch to the other side. I go flying back to the floor and hit the trash cans on my way down. 

“Hey!” I hear a familiar voice say as I take a moment, but I turn my head to see Bucky. 

“Pick on someone your own size,” Bucky tells the guy as he walks backwards. 

The guy then swings at Bucky and he dodges it before laying his own punch to the guy. I get up and lean over the trash, watching as Bucky kicks him in the butt and the guy goes running off. 

“Sometimes I think you like getting punched,” Bucky jokes as he walks over to me. 

“I had him on the ropes,” I responded as I flick my hand to get goop off of it. 

“How many times is this?” Bucky asks as he bends over and picks up my recently failed enlistment slip. 

“You're from Paramus now?” Bucky asks as he looks up from the slip and I don’t reply as I start to dust myself off. 

“You know it’s illegal to lie on the enlistment form?” he asks as he looks at me. 

“And seriously, Jersey?” he adds as I wipe at my nose before I finally look up at him to see him in uniform. 

“You get your orders?” I ask as I continue to wipe my hands. 

“The 107th. Sergeant James Barnes. Shipping out for England first thing tomorrow,” he affirms and I nod slowly. 

“I should be going,” I state as I look down and rub my hands together one last time. 

“Come on. Knucklehead,” Bucky chuckles out after a moment of silence before gripping my shoulder. 

“It’s my last night. Y/n’s gonna clean ya up,” Bucky explains as he keeps his arm around me and we head outside of the alley. 

“Why? Where are we going?” I ask as we continue to walk. 

“The future,” he replies as he hands me a newspaper. 

I look at it to see an ad for the world expansion of tomorrow. I shake my head and fold the paper back up before turning to him again. 

“Is y/n going?” I ask and he shakes his head. 

“Nope. I asked her. Said she had other plans. She’ll be leaving the house at maybe 6:30ish. Gives her time to help patch ya up,” Bucky explains as we start walking towards my house. 

“But didn’t she just get off work?” I ask and he nods. “Maybe we shouldn’t bother her then,” I add on and Bucky chuckles. 

“I know you don’t want to have her do it, but you know what she’ll say if I don’t bring you to her,” Bucky replies and I only nod in silent agreement. 

“Well, come on. Hussle, buddy, we’re meeting the girls at seven,” he explains as he puts his arm around my neck again and pushes me forward slightly. 

“What girls?” I ask him and he chuckles. 

“I may or may not have found us dames to hang around for the night,” he admits with a grin and I roll my eyes. 

We walked for quite a while before coming up to my mom's apartment. Instead of going to mine, Bucky knocks on the door across from us. We wait maybe five minutes before we hear y/n. 

“Coming just a minute!” she shouts before the door swings open. 

“Boys! Hi!” Y/n beams at us before her mouth falls into a frown as she looks at me over. 

“Oh Stevie, did you win another fight?” she asks and I shake my head no as I grin. 

“No. I lost again,” I uttered and she gave a ‘whatever’ motion with her hand. 

“Awe, I really thought you’d win this time. I guess there’s always next time, bubs,” she mused with a smile and Bucky scoffs. 

“Y/n, please don’t encourage it,” Bucky complains and y/n lets out a heavenly giggle. 

“Bucky. I’m not encouraging anything, but the fact he’ll win,” she remarks and he rolls his eyes exasperatedly. 

“That’s encouraging him to fight in the first place,” he remarks and she shrugs, making him roll his eyes. 

“Well, come on. Gotta get you fixed up for that date,” she affirms as she grabs my hand and starts to pull me to her bathroom. 

“Did ya at least get one punch in?” Y/n asks as she pushes me to sit on her toilet and starts to get her supplies she keeps for this exact reason. 

“No.. he blocked it,” I murmur and she just smile at me. 

“There’s always next time, bubs. I know you’ll get one in next time,” she reiterates what she said before. 

“I heard that! Stop encouraging him to fight, y/n!” Bucky shouts from her living room. 

“Oh! You heard no such thing!” she yells back before turning to me and putting a finger to her lips, telling me to be quiet. 

“I like your moxie, Steve. Keep it. Don’t ever lose it,” she tells me as she puts a hand on my cheek, rubbing it lightly before going back to cleaning my cuts. 

“Did he tell you he tried to enlist again? Under another alias?” Bucky asks as he comes into the bathroom and leans on the door watching as she cleans at my lip. 

“No. Steve? Did you?” she asks and I sigh before nodding. 

“Stevie. I know you want to help, but please don’t do that. You could get caught. Then where would I be after you go away for it? Stuck with this pain in the neck… no, I really don’t think I could handle that…” she deadpans, jabbing her thumb over her shoulder at him and I laugh when Bucky’s face falls. 

“Hey! I wouldn’t be so bad to be stuck with!” he proclaims, making me and y/n laugh. 

“Sorry to tell you, Buck… but it’d be absolute torture. I need Steve more than you…” she jokes and he scoffs before shaking his head. 

“Oh, stop being all in cahoots, you knuckleheads,” Bucky grumbles with a frown, making me and y/n laugh. 

“Awe, Buck, I’m just ragging on you. That’s all,” y/n professes with another giggle. 

“Ragging on me? No, no it doesn't work that way. I’m the one who’s always supposed to be ragging on you. Not the other way around,” Bucky explains and she giggles. 

“Buck, it’s way above my pay grade to not be ragging on you,” y/n jokes back and he just huffs as he crosses his arms. 

“Whatever you say, doll,” Bucky settled as he shook his head still leaned against the door frame. 

“They're all done. The dame that’s going out with you tonight is a real lucky girl, Stevie, treat her right tonight. You hear me?” she tells me as she pokes my chest and Bucky bursts out laughing. 

“Y/n, you're the only girl he’s ever really been around. With the way he treats you, doll, I really don’t think Steve could harm a soul,” Bucky bursts out and y/n rolls her eyes. 

“Every guy is capable of hurting someone at least once, Buck. Whether it be physically or mentally. Even our Steve is capable of it. I love Steve and you, but you're still men in the 40s,” she explains and Bucky rolls his eyes. 

“And you’ll always be our doll. I promise I’ll treat her well,” I agree with her and she smiles an almost sad, soft smile at me. 

“Good. Now get going, I gotta get ready,” she tells us as she pushes us towards the door. 

“Boys, wait…” she exclaims as Buck opens the door. 

We both turn around and before I know it, I’m being pulled into a bone-crushing hug. I hug her back, confused, but I hear her sniffle. 

“What’s wrong, y/n? Are you ok?” I ask her and she quickly nods. 

“I’m ok, Stevie,” she responds before squeezing me one last time. 

“I love you, ok. Just remember that,” she whispers in my ear before she fully pulls away and I arch an eyebrow when I see her eyes are rimmed red. 

“I love you too. You know I always will,” I tell her and she softly smiles at me. 

“Can you give me and Buck a minute, Steve?” she asks and I give her a thoughtful look. 

“Sure. I’ll be just outside,” I say, pointing over my shoulder. 

Y/n’s Pov: 

“Bucky. If I’m not here for when you leave tomorrow, promise me you’ll give this to Steve,” I tell Bucky as I hand him the fat envelope that I had put my letter and a few other things to Steve in. 

“What? What do you mean you won’t be here?” he asks and I shake my head. 

“I can’t tell you. Government stuff…” I explain and his eyes widen. 

“Your aunt…” Bucky gasps out and I nod. 

“It’s time I take her place. Don’t worry, I won’t be the only girl. What’s your station going to be?” I ask him and he shakes his head in disbelief. 

“No. You were supposed to stay here and be with Steve,” he fights back and I sigh. 

“That was the plan, Buck… but I didn’t predict my aunt being killed in action then me needing to go take her place. What is your station?” I ask again and he rubs his face in frustration. 

“The 107th…” he reluctantly tells me and I shrug. 

“At least we’ll be together. Best friends helping one another through war,” I joke, but tears fill my eyes and I start to shake. 

“I don’t want to leave him all alone, Bucky,” I mutter as my tears start to fall now. 

“Oh, doll. Come here.” Bucky pulls me into a hug. 

“Why don’t you just tell him? You told me. Then maybe he’ll understand,” Bucky tries to reason with me and I shake my head. 

“There’s nothing to understand, Buck. My aunt told Erskine herself that she wanted me and not my cousin. She knew that I’d handle it far better,” I explain and Bucky sighs. 

“I really wish you didn’t have to go,” Bucky sympathizes with me and I choke back a sob. 

“Me too, but I have no other choice,” I explain as I try to hold back another sob. 

“But if for some reason I die over there, you give him this,” I tell him as I hit my knuckle against the thick envelope. 

“I promise I will…” Bucky says before he’s hugging me again. 

“I guess I’ll see you tomorrow then,” I state sadly and he nods. 

“Wait! I forgot to give you yours,” I exclaim before I rush back over to my desk to grab Bucky’s letter. 

“Just promise me, you’ll only read it if I don’t make it home,” I choke out as I hand it to him and he nods with sadness all over his face. 

“So I guess I’ll see you tomorrow then?” Bucky asks and I nod sadly. 

He gives me one last half-hearted smile before he shoves the letters into his jacket. I watch as he leaves my house and pats Steve on the back as they both walk off. Steve turns and gives me one last wave and I wave back as I lean against the door frame. 

I watch as they push each other back and forth until they're out of sight. I shake my head with a light smile before walking back into my house. I walk back into my room and see my suitcase half packed. 

I finish packing up my suitcase before sighing as a knock is sounded on the door. I walk out to the door and open it. 

“Dr. Erskine, hello,” I greet the older man in front of me. 

“Hello, dear. Are you ready to go? We need to make a stop by one of the recruitment buildings on our way out,” he explains and I nod as he holds out his hand before motioning for my suitcase. 

“Oh. Thank you. Just let me turn all the lights out,” I explain and he nods as he takes my suitcase for me. 

I walk back to my room and take one last look around at it. A tear falls down my cheek and I quickly wipe it away before sighing. I then turn off the light before walking back out to the living room and catching the rest of the lights off as I go. When all the lights are off, I walk out and turn around to lock the apartment door. 

After locking up, I turn around to see Erskine holding a car door open for me. I walk over and give him a light smile before getting into the car. He gets in next to me before telling the driver he can go. 

The driver drives for a while before coming up to a recruitment building. Erskine leans forward and talks with the driver for a moment before turning back to me. 

“Ok dear, the driver is going to take you to the plane where you’ll fly over with Howard Stark. I’ll see you tomorrow morning at camp,” he explains and I nod as I give him a light smile. 

“When you get to camp, you’ll be introduced to Miss Peggy Carter. She’ll share your tent with you as well as work alongside you. She’ll inform you more on your job once you get there,” he explains and I nod in understanding, making him smile. 

“Alright, I’ll see you tomorrow!” he reiterates as he gets out of the car. 

“I’ll see you tomorrow, Dr.,” I respond before the door closes. 

He waves at me and I wave back before the driver pulls the car out of its spot. I watch with my forehead against the window as the driver passes all the places I knew growing up. I let a few tears fall as I see the diner Steve would always take me to after nightmares. 

“Ma’am, are you ok?” The driver asks as he makes eye contact with me though the rear view mirror. 

“I’m fine. I’m sorry, I didn’t introduce myself. I’m y/n,” I respond and he lightly smiles at me. 

“Edwin Jarvis Ma’am, but everyone just calls me Jarvis,” Edwin explains as he gives me a small nod. 

“Well it’s nice to meet you, Jarvis,” I tell him with a smile and he gives a nod. 

“It’s nice to meet you too, Miss y/n,” he responds with another smile. 

“I hear you’ll be flying over with Mr. Stark. Good luck. He’s a lot sometimes,” he explains with a chuckle as he shakes his head. 

“Do you work for him?” I ask and he nods his head. 

“Yes, I do. I’m his family’s butler. I’ve been with them since he was maybe five,” Jarvis explains with a proud smile. 

“Well I’m sure he appreciates you very much,” I comment with a smile and he smiles back. 

He continues to drive for a while before pulling up next to a plane. He gets out before coming around to open my door for me and I smile at him as I get out. I turn and look at the plane to see someone standing by the stairs. 

“That would be Mr. Stark. He just finished his futuristic show,” Jarvis explains as he pulls my suitcase out for me. 

“Thank you, Jarvis. I hope we get to meet again,” I tell him as I turn to him and he nods. 

“As do I, Miss y/n,” Jarvis replies before handing me my suitcase. 

A well put together man who looks around my age comes over to us. “Ahh, you must be y/n. Alacia’s niece, correct? I’m Howard. It’s nice to meet you, dear,” he says.

“Yeah, that’s me. I was hoping I’d never have to do this, but I wasn’t anticipating auntie Alacia dying,” I explain and he nods solemnly. 

“Well I am sorry to hear about poor Alacia, we were real good friends,” he explains and I give him a sad nod as we start to walk towards the plane. 

“I’m afraid I didn’t know her very well. She was already busy working with the government by the time my mama died,” I explain and he frowns, shaking his head. 

“Well she certainly knew about you, my dear. She was always showing me pictures of you growing up when your mother would send them to her. You were what mattered most to her, my dear,” he explains as he puts a hand on my shoulder and my eyes widen. 

“Really? Cause my mama said she didn’t want anything to do with me…” I mutter out and he shakes his head. 

“All a cover story, doll. She had to stay away to protect you,” he explains some more and I shake my head in disbelief, making us stop a few feet in front of the plane. 

“I don’t believe you,” I timidly squeak out and he holds up a finger. 

“Of course you wouldn’t, you're just like her, you know,” he informs me as he pulls what looks like a wallet out of his back pocket.  

“Here. She kept one just like it with her all the time,” he explains as he pulls something out of the wallet and holds a picture out to me. 

“What? How do you have a baby picture of me?” I ask in shock as I look at the picture of myself. 

“Your aunt…” he starts, but trails off as he gives a dismissive wave in the air. 

“She gave me one when I said how adorable you were one time. She had older photos of you, but I liked this one. You looked so young and cute with your hair all done up,” Howard explains and I feel a blush rise to my cheeks. 

“Thank you. It’s nice to hear I had family I didn’t know around. I always thought of myself as a stray cat after mama passed. I mean I had the boys, but I guess I had you and my auntie out there too,” I timidly explain and he grins. 

“You became part of the team dear, even while not being around. I started to think of you like a sister,” he continues to explain as I just hold the picture:

“Well I hope we can really get to know one another then,” I reply as I give the picture back to him. 

“Glad to hear it! I’m sure we will. Come on then, best be going,” he declares as he puts a hand on my back before starting to lead me to the plane. 

“Oh wait!” I shout out as I set my suitcase down before running over to Jarvis. 

“Bye, Jarvis. I’ll see you soon, ok?” I promise as I pull him into a hug and he smiles as he hugs me. 

“Ok, Miss. See you soon,” he agrees before pulling away from the hug. 

“Hopefully very soon,” I nod in agreement before taking a step back. 

I give him one last wave before fully turning around to see Howard now handing my suitcase over to someone. The person takes it from him and walks away, I can only assume it’s to put it away for the flight. With one last sigh I grab onto my locket that has both the boys in it before starting up the stairs of the plane.

~Time Skip~

“Morning dear. Time to wake up,” I hear as I open my eyes slowly. I see Howard standing over me with a smile. I rub at my eyes as I sit up and Howard sits back down in the seat in front of me. 

“Where are we exactly? Dr. Erskine didn’t exactly tell me where we’re going to be stationed,” I ask through a yawn and Howard lets out a chuckle. 

“Right now you and I are in Paris, but when we head to camp you’ll be at Camp Lehigh in New Jersey,” Howard explains as he gets up out of his seat. 

“Wait, why Paris?” I quickly ask and Howard’s eyebrows furrow. 

“Did Erskine tell you nothing?” Howard asks in an angered voice. 

“No. He did not. He said Peggy Carter would fill me in,” I explain and he sighs, shaking his head. 

“Damn, Dr. Always leaving me to do it all,” he mutters under his breath before standing straight. 

“We are here to get you your uniform and work gear,” he explains as he walks over to the wall before opening the door to a closet. 

“Here, put this dress on. Your first official job starts now,” he tells me as he throws me a nice navy colored dress:

“Ok…” I agree with slight confusion before walking into the bathroom.

Once I’m done changing, I look at myself in the mirror and sigh. I shift around, feeling uncomfortable in the dress, a dress I’d never normally wear. 

Oh what would Stevie say if he saw me now…

A knock on the door breaks me out of my thoughts and I crack the door open. Howard stands there with a wide smile on his face. 

“You look absolutely beautiful, doll. Here, put some makeup on. Maybe before we leave we can do what me and Peg always do when we’re out here,” he declares as he holds a small bag out to me. 

“Well, thank you. I’ve only ever been called beautiful by two other people,” I bite my lip as I explain and blush a little before walking back into the bathroom leaving the door open as I apply the makeup he gave me. 

“Never had a beau then, I take it?” he asks and I shake my head. 

“No. I have, just none of them were really anything real. It was more just because, ya know?” I try to explain but fail and he laughs. 

“Ahh, so you got boyfriends to get over another boy, am I correct?” he asks with a raised eyebrow at me as I finish up and zip up the bag before walking back out. 

“Yes, ok…” I reluctantly agree and he smiles. 

“Well, what’s his name?” he asks and I chuckle as he eggs me on. 

“His name is Steve. We grew up together. Me, Steve, and our friend Bucky, well actually his name is James Buchanan Barnes, but we’ve always called him Bucky,” I explain and he smiles wide. 

“Well doll, why haven’t you tried anything with him?” he asks and I shrug. 

“I don’t think he’d like me like that. Now, what’s the job?” I ask and he grins, standing up. 

“You're not getting out of this that easily. We’ll continue this conversation later. Anyway, my plan for us to do what me and Peggy do when we come out here works into the plan,” he tells me as he puts a hand on the small of my back and leads me out of the plane. 

“Ok. What are we doing?” I ask as we now start down the stairs of the plane. 

“We’ll be having fondue while gathering information! It’ll be perfect!” he excitedly explains and I raise an eyebrow at him. 

“One, what is fondue, and second, who are we getting information on?” I ask and he gasps like a school girl getting dirty information. 

“You’ve never had fondue?!” he asks and I giggle, shaking my head no. 

“Well, then let's go quickly! You must have some fondue!” he shouts as he holds the door to the awaiting car open for me. 

“Ok. I guess I’m having fondue,” I reply with a giggle before he’s closing the door and running around to get in himself. 

“Trust me. You’ll love it,” he promises before he leans forward to tell the driver to drive. 

The driver starts to drive and before I know it, he’s pulling up to a nice looking restaurant. I smile as Howard gets out and opens my door for me before holding an arm out to me. 

“Play along. We have to look like a couple out having fun,” he whispers into my ear as I grab onto his arm and walk with him. 

“Of course, dear,” I agree though a giggle and he smiles. 

“You're a natural at this. No wonder your aunt named you instead of your cousin. I’ve met her, she wouldn’t be able to just blend in the way you are, dear,” he beams with a bright smile. 

“She is a little bland sometimes…” I agree and he throws his head back laughing. 

“This friendship is starting out very well, my dear,” he states as he pulls my chair out for me. 

“Yes. I would say it most definitely is, Howard. Thank you,” I agree as I take a seat in the chair. 

I pull my chair in as he takes a seat across from me. A waitress comes up to the table and Howard speaks with her in French. When they're done talking, the waitress walks off and he turns to me with a grin. 

“So, where is this fondue you speak so highly of?” I ask as I look over the menu before realizing I can’t read it. 

“Don’t worry, I’ve already ordered it. She’ll be back with it and to take our drink order shortly,” Howard explains and I sigh. 

“Thank you. I wouldn’t have been able to even read the menu,” I respond and he smiles as he shrugs. 

“Well, you don’t have to worry about that. You’ll be learning French and so much more through this job,” he informs me and I nod. 

“Do you have any other languages under your belt?” he asks and I nod proudly. 

“One summer, my mamma thought it’d be good for me to learn something new, so she had me learn Italian,” I mention with a proud smile and he nods. 

“That probably was more your aunt than your mamma, dear,” he comments and my eyes widen in shock. 

“What do you mean more my auntie than my mamma?” I ask and he sighs as he takes a moment. 

“I mean your aunt most likely wanted you to know at least one other language before coming into the job. So she probably hinted at it to your mother,” he explains and I’m at a loss for words. 

“She… she…” I choke out and he places a hand on mine. 

“She really did love you, dear girl. She just couldn’t be there with you,” he spoke softly as he gave my hand a squeeze. 

“I just always thought she hated me. Learning she loved me from afar is just hard to believe, but you’ve truly made me believe it,” I explain as I wipe at a tear and he smiles softly at me. 

“Well my dear, you have me now and I’m sure you’ll have Peggy too after you meet her. She doesn’t exactly do what you and I do, but she helps out when she can,” he tells me and he smiles one last smile at me before the fondue comes to our table. 

“What would you like to drink?” he asks me as the waitress sets down the breadsticks along with sliced apples and a bowl. 

“Oh. Just water for me,” I affirm and he nods before talking to the waitress. 

“Well, are you going to try it?!” he asks with a raised eyebrow as the waitress walks away. 

“Of course I am. You didn’t even give me a chance to!” I joke and he chuckles, shaking his head before holding his hand out over the food. 

I grab a breadstick and tear it in two before dipping it into the bowl. After dipping it, I hold my hand under it as I move it up to my mouth and take a bite. The flavors mix together in my mouth amazingly and I let out a light moan at the taste. 

After I’m done chewing, I look up at Howard who’s smirking at me. I roll my eyes before dabbing my napkin around my mouth. 

“My, you weren’t kidding. That stuff is amazing,” I declare and Howard chuckles. 

“See, stick with me doll and you’ll try many new things,” he states with a wink and I giggle lightly. 

“Me and Pegs come almost weekly, just so we can get away from everything,” he explains and I nod in understanding. 

“Well I hope to join you in some of your getaways,” I note and he smiles as the waitress brings our drinks and sets them down. 

“Of course you can, my dear! It’ll be the three of us fonduing!” he proclaims and my face twists up in disdain. 

“Yeah, maybe we don’t call it that,” I inform and he chuckles. 

“Why ever not! It could be our code name for it,” he responds and I roll my eyes before giggling. 

“Ok, Howard, fonduing it is,” I reluctantly agree and he grins. 

“Perfect! It’s settled!” he beams and I nod as I pick up another breadstick to break in half. 

We continue to eat as Howard carefully watches a guy across the room. Soon all the fondue is gone and Howard is standing from his chair. 

“Come now, darling, our job here is done,” he tells me and I get up. 

“Really? But all we did was sit here and eat fondue,” I muse as he puts his hand on my back. 

“All you did was eat fondue. I, on the other hand, surveillanced who we needed to. Even got pictures of him,” Howard explains as he leads me to the car. 

“Wha- how…?” I ask in shock and Howard chuckles. 

“This is what you will get good at my dear, but in due time. For now I want your first real job to be a success,” he tells me as he opens the car door and lets me in first before getting in himself. 

“To the plane, Jarvis!” he declares and the driver turns around. 

“Of course, sir. Hello, Miss y/n, nice to see you again,” Jarvis responds with a smile before turning to me. 

“Good to see you too, Jarvis,” I reply and he smiles before starting up the car. 

He drives us back to the plane and we get into it. Howard hands me a new set of clothes, telling me it’s my uniform before sitting down. I walk into the bathroom and change before coming back out. 

“Sleep, my dear sister. We have a long journey back,” Howard tells me and I smile slightly at him as I put my new dress into my suitcase. 

“You too, Howard. Sleep well,” I tell my new friend and he smiles at me before closing his eyes and resting back in his seat. 

I sit in my seat and lean back with a light smile on my face. Before I know it, I’m being woken up by Howard again. 

“Wake up, dear. We’re here,” he announces softly as I blink my eyes open. 

“Hmm. Good morning, H,” I reply sleepily as I rub my eyes. 

We both pick up our stuff before heading out and when the door opens we see all the soldiers training. Howard leads me over to the ladies tent and helps me with my bag. 

“Welcome to camp, my dear,” Howard beams as he sets my bag down by one of the only two beds. 

“Thank you, H,” I reply and he smiles. 

“I like the new nickname, dear. And you're very welcome. I’ll see you bright and early tomorrow morning in the head office to get you acquainted with everything. Peggy should be in for bed soon,” he explains and I nod as I roll out one of the mattresses. 

“Goodnight, doll!” Howard shouts as he leaves and I giggle. 

“Goodnight!” I shout back before plopping down on my bed. 

I let out a puff of breath before shaking my head in disbelief of how my day has gone. I smile lightly before standing up and getting ready for bed. Sleeping on an army cot doesn’t sound too appealing, but I am sure I’ll get used to it very soon. 

To Be Continued…

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“What do you mean you won’t be home for my birthday?! You’re always home for my birthday!” Chris sighed “I’m so sorry piglet but I can’t avoid it this year. They need me on set to start filming”. Dani shook her head “Ryan was right. You’re never home anymore” Chris put his hands on his hips and raised his voice “that’s not fair Danica and you know it”. Her temper got the better of her “what I know is that lately it seems like being Chris Evans is more important to you then being home and being our dad!” “That’s enough Danica!” “Mom should have never married you so that none of us would have to deal with you as our father!”. Chris’ heart dropped as she stomped away to her room.

***

Dani walked into Ryan’s room and plopped herself on his bed, he didn’t even bother turning away from his computer to face her “get out of my room Danica” “I hate him Ryan” “hate who?” “Dad” Ryan turned around in a flash “where the hell is that coming from? Because that’s not like you” “he’s going away again and he’s gonna miss my birthday” Ryan rolled his eyes “oh my god, don’t be a brat. You’re turning twenty, it’s not that big of a deal” “is too!” She shouted “he’s never missed my birthday” he laughed “that’s actually not true and you were to small to remember but he missed your second birthday. Mom just never told you because of how much a daddy’s’ girl you are”

***

You came home to an eerily quiet home and with five kids in the house you knew that wasn’t normal. You walked to the den hoping you’d find someone there and you found your husband who didn’t look good “Spangles? You okay?” He didn’t turn to look at you “why did you marry me y/n?”

You looked at him like he had five heads “well it’s about twenty four years too late for that question Chris” instead of getting the laugh you were hoping for he snapped “I’m being serious” you sat down next to him “where’s this coming from? What happened?”

He sighed “Danica happened” you rolled your eyes “what are you two arguing about now?” He looked down “the same thing that Ryan and I argued over before I left to film Ghosted. That apparently I’m a horrible father that only cares about my career instead of my family”. This was your last straw. You were going to have a serious conversation with your children because their behavior was inexcusable and you know they weren’t raised to act like this. Chris saw the anger on your face “don’t pretty bird, it’s fine” you stood “no Chris it’s not. I’m done with coddling them and trying to justify their poor behavior”. You walked away to go upstairs to find all four of your terrors.

****

You saw Ryan’s door open and heard him and Danica taking so you knocked on the twins bedroom door and Brayden opened it “what’s up mama?”. You were short with them “Ryan’s room. Both of you. Now”.

You barged straight into Ryan’s room with the twins hot on your heels. Ryan looked confused “mom?”

“Ryan if you were ever going to be quiet, now is the time”

They all recognized that tone. It was your angry tone. One that you rarely used. The twins sat on the floor between the bed where Dani was and Ryan’s desk where he was sitting.

“We’re going to have a conversation. I have no idea what’s been up with you four and this sudden behavior and attitude change but it’s stopping now because this is not how I raised any of you to act. You don’t get to suddenly decide that because you’re grown up that you get to talk to your father the way that you do.”

Brayden’s eyes widened “wait a minute, Bran and I never give dad the amount of shit that those two do so why are we getting hollered at?” You snapped back “because you still give him shit Brayden, now be quiet”

Dani’s shoulders slumped “we’re sorry mommy” you shook your head “I’m not the one you need to be apologizing to Danica and as a matter of fact you four are going to stay here in this room until you figure out how you’re going to apologize to your dad”. You walked out and slammed the door behind you.

Ryan threw his head back and sighed “great, because this is exactly how I wanted to spend my afternoon” he lifted his head “thanks a lot Danica”. Her jaw dropped “me? Are you kidding?” Brayden snapped at her “yes you! We’re in this because of you. If you didn’t have to be such a fucking brat all the damn time we wouldn’t be in this situation”

Brandon tried reasoning with them “look we’re all to blame. Each one of us is guilty of giving Dad shit”. Ryan lifted an eyebrow “you never give dad shit Brandon” he shrugged “well yeah because someone has to be the good child”. That broke out a whole other argument between them.