Tamed - Max Verstappen (3/4)

Any Kind of Guy

Pairing: Logan Sargeant x Reader

Summary: Logan Sargeant has a huge crush on his next door neighbor and will practically do anything to get close to her

Warning: spelling and grammatical errors

A/N: based off the Big Time Rush song of the same name, Oscar Piastri and Logan are roommates in this and Logan is still in F1.

It all started when Logan and Oscar were coming back from playing golf with Alex and Lando and they a moving van parked in front of their building.

“Is someone moving in?” Oscar asked.

“Looks like it, but who moved out? Oh please be the cat lady from upstairs.” Logan said, crossing his fingers and Oscar hit his arm.

“Well let’s check who is our new neighbor.” Oscar said before they parked their car in their parking space. They walked out and saw someone carrying a box but the box was blocking their face.

“Excuse me, do you need help?” Logan asked and the person put the box down, revealing their face. Logan was in awe by the beauty of the girl.

“Oh yes please, this shit weighs a ton.” Y/N said.

“Oh, you’re a American too?” Logan asked,

“Yeah I am, I’m Y/N, I live in the apartment 13B.” Y/N introduced herself.

“I’m Logan, this is my friend Oscar, we live in 13C.” Logan said,

“Well looks like we’re neighbors.” Y/N said.

And they have been neighbors for months now. Over those few months, Logan has become good friends with Y/N and so has Oscar. Right now, Logan and Oscar decided to go out to Nando's with Y/N after the Singapore Grand Prix. When the waitress served their food, Y/N just stared at her food.

"You have lived here for months now, one would think you'd stop making faces at your food." Oscar said, eating a "chip".

"One would also think i'd start calling them chips, but they are fucking fries, my Aussie friend." Y/N said "What do y'all plan on doing during your break?"

"Why, you need help with something?" Logan asked, always eager to help Y/N in whatever she needs.

"Kinda. I have to get my fucking wisdom teeth removed tomorrow and I obviously don’t have a lot of friends here, I need someone to take me a pick me up because there’s no way I’m fucking driving when I’m on anesthesia. Do you think one of you can take me?" Y/N asked.

"Yeah, i can take you." Logan said and Oscar just stared at him.

"Are you sure, mate?” Oscar asked.

“Yeah, are you sure you’re not busy?” Y/N asked.

“Of course I’m sure. Besides, we’re neighbors, it will definitely be easier for me to take you after your wisdom teeth removal.” Logan said.

“Thanks, you’re the best. I have to go back to work, I’ll see you guys later.” Y/N salud, waving goodbye. Once Y/N was out of earshot, Oscar spoke.

“Mate, how whipped Can you be? You’re going to take her to the oral surgeon?” Oscar asked.

“I’ll do whatever she needs me to do. Now I gotta look up what you can eat after wisdom teeth removal.” Logan said and Oscar sighed.

“You’re doing husband things on a best friend budget, you’re actually crazy about her.” Oscar said.

“You bet I am, bitch.” Logan said.

“Why are you calling me a bitch?” Oscar asked.

“Dude, we’ve been watching supernatural together, you’re supposed to call me a jerk.” Logan.

“Fine, jerk.” Oscar said.

“Nope, moments gone. We need to do some grocery shopping after lunch.” Logan said.

“Y/N?” Oscar asked.

“Yeah, want to make sure she has everything for tomorrow.” Logan said.

Oscar sighed but ultimately accompanied Logan to do some grocery shopping, stocking up on gauze, her favorite yogurt, premade tomato bisque, ice cream, potatoes so Logan can make (either mashed potatoes or potato soup, I prefer potato soup), and whatever else she needs to eat after a wisdom teeth extraction. After Logan paid for groceries, he used his spare key to open Y/N’s apartment and place everything her brought in the fridge, pantry and medicine cabinet with Oscar’s help. He also left a note of what he did.

When Y/N got out of work, she saw the note Logan left and smiled. She then knocked on his door and was greeted by a shirtless Logan, who just got out of the shower.

“Oops, sorry, I should have called. But I wanted to thank you for buying groceries, you didn’t have to do that, you know.” Y/N said.

“Of course I do, I know the dentist provides some gauze but we have no idea how often you’ll need to change yours.” Logan said,

“Thank you. Since I can’t eat anything before my appointment, I’m going to eat so much tonight, enjoy my last regular meal for the next week. My appointment is in the morning so I’ll see you then.” Y/N said and kissed Logan’s cheek before going back to her apartment. Oscar observed the whole interaction.

“Ooh, she kissed you, how do you feel, mate?” Oscar asked, behind Logan. Logan jumped at the sound of his voice.

“How long were you there?” Logan asked,

“When you were explaining to her why you bought gauze. You should ask her out already, she clearly likes you if she kissed your cheek, you don’t have to do her all these favors.” Oscar said.

“My love language is acts of service, sue me.” Logan said.

It’s the next morning and Oscar was woken up by someone knocking on the door. He threw a pillow at Logan and he wakes up.

“What was that for?” Logan asked.

“Someone is knocking on the door, go get it.” Oscar mumbled, trying to get back to sleep. Logan rolled his eyes and walked to the front door, he opened it to reveal Y/N wearing jeans, sneakers, and a juicy couture sweater.

“Morning, my appointment is in an hour and I’m nervous as fuck.” Y/N said walking in as Logan opened the door wider. “I mean the last time I got my teeth taken out was when I was a kid so my braces would fit better and that shit was painful, they just numbed the area, what if this happens again?”

“Y/N, they’ll put you under anesthesia, you’ll be asleep the whole time, you won’t feel a thing, okay? Let me get dressed and we can leave, I’ll buy myself breakfast on the way.” Logan said and Y/N nodded, feeling a little better after Logan’s words. Once he was dressed, he said goodbye to Oscar before coming out, telling Y/N they can go.

Logan drove to a McDonald’s drive thru to get a breakfast sandwich and coffee before driving to the oral surgeon for Y/N. They waited 25 minutes before Y/N was called to get her teeth out. After what seems like forever, a doctor came out saying “Y/N’s friend” and Logan stood up to talk to him.

“She did really well, she can’t really eat anything right now, so just clear liquids like chicken broth. Make sure she doesn’t change the gauze for another hour, she’s a bit groggy from the anesthesia but all good. Here’s the list of foods she can eat and also the rules that follow this procedure.” The doctor said.

“Okay, can she walk?” Logan asked.

“I think it’s better for you to escort her out. The medication that she needs to take should be in her pharmacy by now.” The doctors said,

“Thanks, doc. Okay, let’s go, Y/N,” Logan said, getting closer to Y/N and grabbing her hand to pull her off the waiting chair.

“Mah fah hah.” Y/N mumbled.

“Canta understand you babe, you have gauze in your mouth.” Logan said and Y/N was about to move it but Logan moved her hand away, “you can’t take of the gauze, not yet.” And Y/N whined. “I know, I know, let’s go to the car.” Logan said.

They walked to the car and Logan drove to the pharmacy to pick up her medication and drove home. Y/N was touching her face and Logan opened her door.

“Mah chuh eh nuh.” Y/N said. Logan opened the door and walked Y/N in.

“Alright, just sleep on the couch, okay? It says here that your head needs to be elevated so…” Logan started ‘arranging’ Y/N so she can sleep comfortably on the couch and he can keep an eye on her and he heats up the chicken broth he bought yesterday. Can’t be too hot though, could cause more swelling. Y/N fell asleep and within 2 hours, she’s awake and her face no longer feels numb. “Great, you’re up, change the gauze in your mouth, yeah?” Logan asked, Y/N walked in the bathroom and changed the gauze, walking back out.

“That was nasty.” Y/N said, sounding a little muffled.

“Yeah, do you want to eat now or when you stop bleeding?” Logan asked, Y/N raised 2 fingers. “Second option? Okay, you’ll eat later then.” Logan said, grabbing an ice pack from the freezer to hold it gently against her face. “Minimize the swelling for tomorrow. Today you’re good, but tomorrow is when the pain truly kicks in” and Y/N stared at him. “Right, sorry, you won’t be in that much pain though, scout’s honor. Next time you change the gauze, take your pills before applying the new ones.

“Yes nurse Logan.” Y/N mumble in a teasing tone, making him laugh.

Next morning, Y/N woke up to the sound of Logan cooking.

“Morning Y/N, how do you feel?” Logan asked.

“The back of my mouth hurts like a mother but I am so glad I don’t need gauze anymore.” Y/N said and Logan pulled out the ice pack from the freezer for Y/N, wrapped it in a paper towel, and handed it to her, she smiles. “Thank you for being my home nurse.” Placing the ice pack against her cheek.

“No problem. Are you up for eating yogurt for breakfast?” Logan asked.

“Yeah, I can settle for yogurt. I would much rather have those eggs and bacon you’re cooking though.” Y/N said.

“No can do, princess, strictly soft food for you until next week.” Logan said.

“Yes nurse Logan.” Y/N teased.

“Anyway, I’ll be making you mashed potatoes/potato soup.” Logan said

“Wow, I get nurse Logan and chef Logan, what other titles do you have?” Y/N asked.

“Any kind of guy you want, princess, that’s the kind I’ll be.” Logan said.

“That was incredibly cheesy, but thank you.” Y/N said.

“Yeah. I was wondering when you’re feeling better, if you wanted to go out with me. Like the 2 of us.” Logan said, wiping his hands on his jeans from nervousness.

“Like a date? Yeah, I’d love to.” Y/N said.

“Cool, cool, it’s not because of this, right?” Logan gesturing to where he’s cooking. “I don’t want you to feel like you owe me.”

“Logan, I’ve liked you for a while now. Since you helped me move in, actually. I just didn’t think you’d be into me since you’re a F1 driver and all.” Y/N said.

“You’re beautiful, I would be stupidest if I weren’t into you.” Logan said. Unbeknownst to both of them, Oscar was standing outside Y/N’s apartment, listening in on their conversation, using a glass cup.

“Finally.” Oscar whispered in relief, happy that his 2 friends are now going to date. He went back to his apartment to make himself breakfast, grinning at the fact Logan finally confessed.

The End

The original idea was totally different but since I got my wisdom teeth out on Wednesday, I figured why not make my character go through the same thing. I have been living on yogurt, milkshakes, potato soup, and rice noodles. I’m at work now and I am hungry

𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖎𝖋 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖜𝖊𝖗𝖊 𝖒𝖞 𝖑𝖎𝖙𝖙𝖑𝖊 𝖌𝖎𝖗𝖑 (𝖎'𝖉 𝖉𝖔 𝖜𝖍𝖆𝖙𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖗 𝖎 𝖈𝖔𝖚𝖑𝖉 𝖉𝖔)

☼ 𝔭𝔞𝔦𝔯𝔦𝔫𝔤𝔰: dadsbestfriend!Bucky Barnes x Steggy!Reader

☼ 𝔰𝔲𝔪𝔪𝔞𝔯𝔶: Bucky picks up the pieces of your heart after your father leaves.

☼ 𝔴𝔞𝔯𝔫𝔨𝔫𝔤𝔰: 18+ ONLY!! smut, Steve Rogers slander, mentions of the blip, Bucky has his licence in this, age gap (bucky is 106 but 38 biologically, reader is 78 but 21 biologically), crying after sex (there's nothing wrong with it, hormones are weird things!!), oral (f receiving), unprotected sex (before you whisk it, wrap your biscuit), sub drop, daddy kink but not ddlg (two different things in my opinion),

☼ 𝔞/𝔫:

as Bucky walked up to your apartment, he was nervous. it had been 8 months since Steve had gone back to the past, and you hadn't been in contact with anyone. Bucky had called and texted you over a dozen times, but had never received an answer.

he knew that your father abandoning you would mess you up for a while. it messed him up too. if it weren't for Steve neither of you would have been in the 21st century. on the other hand, if it weren't for Steve, he wouldn't have met you.

he'd met you briefly in HYDRA, but he never really interacted with you. he'd been introduced to you by Drekov during his time in the Red Room. he barely recognized you when Steve freed him, but after a short conversation, he was shocked that you were still alive, not many people survive the gruesome and rigorous training.

it wasn't until the first fight with Thanos that he fell for you. the two of you were fighting side by side, trying to kill as many of the space dogs as possible. one of them approached Bucky from behind, and before Bucky could react, he was being shoved to the ground, and you were wrestling with one of them. your gun was knocked from your hand, and you pulled your hand away long enough to find the dagger in your boot, before driving it through the heart of the beast. you retracted the blade, shoving the body to the ground, and sighing.

"smelly fucker." you said, and grabbed your gun again before running off in the opposite direction to help Natasha and Okoye. Bucky laid against the rock he was shoved against, and breathed heavily, trying to get his nether regions to behave. it wasn't the killing that turned him on -he wasn't a sadist- it was seeing you protecting him, and more importantly how easily your arms strangled that creature.

he couldn't keep his mind off of you during the fight, but before he could even think about asking you out, Thor didn't go for the head.

before he could blink, 5 years had passed, Steve had gone back into the past to be with your mother, and you had barricaded yourself in your apartment due to the heartbreak.

then, Bucky got a call yesterday. despite all of his efforts to contact you, you never returned his calls or texts. he was in disbelief when you called him. he answered nonetheless, and immediately shot up from the bed when he heard your voice.

"B-Bucky?"

"y/n?" Bucky asked, running his flesh hand through his hair, pacing around his living room.

"nee' you." was all you said, and Bucky immediately pulled a shirt on. he put the phone on speaker, and headed to his room for the rest of his clothes.

"okay, baby. I'm coming, but you gotta tell me where you are." he asked as he pulled his jeans on. he grabbed his apartment and car keys, but they fell from his hands when you said the words "Madripoor."

"you're in Madripoor?" he asked, stunned. "baby, i was there like a month ago!"

you sniffled. "i know. i t-told my aunt to not tell you i'm here." Bucky sighed, his eyes closing in frustration. not with you, though. never with you. with himself, for not seeing the signs of you living with your aunt.

"'m sorry." you whispered, sobs wracking your body.

Bucky cursed silently. "no, honey. i'm not mad at you. i'll be there soon. i promise, okay?" he said, and you sniffled again.

"okay." you whispered, and moments later, Bucky was out of the door.

a plane ride later, and he was in Madripoor, and walking through your aunts museum to get to her apartment. he took a deep breath as he approached the door. he turned his head to either side, satisfying cracks filling the quiet space. he knocked on the door, the metal of his hand vibrating against the wood of the reinforced door.

the door opened moments later, and Sharon appeared in the doorway. she smiled knowingly, and jerked her head to the side, allowing Bucky in the apartment silently.

"up the stairs, second door on the left." she said simply, before disappearing into the kitchen. Bucky took another deep breathe, and headed up the stairs. he found your door, and knocked.

a soft 'come in' sounded from inside, and he grasped the door knob, turning it in his fist.

he stepped in the room, and smiled when he saw you. the bed frame and headboard was upholstered in a calming light grey, while the bedding was a mix of white and cream, the pillows having some grey specks on them to add some diversity. his eyes were drawn to an upholstered sheepskin chair next to the bed where you were curled up. he took off his shoes, and walked across the cement floor, the coolness going away as they met the warm cream coloured rug that sat underneath the chair and the bed.

you smiled up at him, and placed your book that you had been reading on your wooden bedside table that held a small succulent and a white lamp that was casting a warm yellow light on you in the chair.

he sat on your bed, and you immediately stood up. he wrapped his arms around you, and pulled you into a hug. his hands traveled up and down your back as you relaxed into his hold, which made his heart soar. you had never been so open to touching him before, and having you in his arms was making him feel like his life was complete.

"why'd you call me?" he asked, and you listed your head.

"i missed you." you answered, your eyes flicking down to his lips briefly.

"hmm, i've missed you too, doll." he admitted in a low voice. you but your lip, and looked down at your feet, shyly. your legs shifted slightly and he smirked at that, knowing he was affecting you.

his hands traveled up to your head, and pulled it back against his collar bone. "missed your soft skin," he whispered into your temple. "the way you smell." he inhaled your scent.

your hands snaked around his midriff, fingers curling into his shirt. "missed you so much, Bucky." you mumbled, and his thighs squeezed your sides. you lifted your head, and your eyes met Bucky's dark gaze.

"please tell me i'm not reading this wrong, doll. because i want you so much, and it's overtaken my entire life." he admitted, and you moaned.

"definitely not. i want you too, so so much." your admission flipped a switch within Bucky, and he pulled you onto his lap, his hands gripping your ass possessively.

he pushed your hips down, prompting your centres to rub together. you trembled, shocks running through your body as his hardness rubbed against your swollen clit.

he grasped your ass, and stood up. he turned around and laid you against the soft mattress. his lips finally connected with yours, and you tangled your fingers in his short hair. one warm hand and one cold metal hand made their way under your sweater, and rested against your heated skin.

they roamed over your breasts, and his thumbs flicked at your nipples. your back arched, and his lips roamed over the sensitive skin of your neck, as he pushed your shirt up. once the material was bunched up and your breasts were exposed to the cool air of the room, the pulled your head up and discarded of the material onto the cement floor.

you tugged on his shirt. "off." you begged. Bucky chuckled, and reluctantly removed his hands from you. he all but ripped your shirt off, and it joined yours on the floor. his fingers found your sleep shorts, and with a glance up at you, he tugged them down, your under wear coming with.

he moaned, his hips digging into the bed as he looked at you, fully exposed in front of him. he grasped your thighs, and pushed them up, your knees hitting your chest lightly.

"fuck, baby girl." he moaned, looking down at your dripping pussy. he dropped to his knees, and wrapped his lips around your clit, sucking harshly. he moved his mouth down your slit, and lavished in the taste of you on his tongue. "you better not keep this pussy to yourself ever again."

your legs shook, your mind blank as you revelled in the pleasure washing over your body. you felt the coil forming in your lower belly, and you tugged harshly on his chestnut hair. his eyes found yours, and he seemed to read your mind.

"need me to fuck this perfect little pussy?" he asked huskily, and you nodded enthusiastically. "need me to wreck it? wreck you?" he asked and you nodded again, still unable to form words.

"i'm gonna wreck you so hard, you're not going to want anyone else." he promised, his fingers pulling at his belt. the sound of metal hitting the floor pulled you from your reverie, and you looked up in time to see him push his pants over his hips, and onto the floor. his underwear followed moments after, and before you could register that he was naked in front of you, he'd pushed your legs back again, and he was lining himself up at your entrance.

his hands gripped yours, and after one more confirmation of consent, he pushed in. you cried out at the stretch, thighs shaking again as they settled against his chest as he bottomed out.

"holy fuck, doll." he moaned, his eyes squeezed shut, breaths harsh. "'m gonna fucking cum already," you moaned, your walls fluttering around him as you got used to his size. the pain faded away shortly after and was replaced by need. you gripped his forearms, and opened your mouth.

before you could even get words out, the air around your mouth was replaced with his tongue. he slid his tongue in your mouth, and your body trembled at the sensation of his tongue on yours. his hands traveled under your head, and once his hands tangled in your hair, his hips finally moved.

he pulled out slowly, before pausing, leaving on the head of his cock inside of you. he gritted his teeth, and pushed back into your wet heat, the head bumping against your g spot.

"ooh," you moaned, legs trembling, back arching. Bucky smirked, and thrust his hips even faster. his hands retracted from your head, and pushed you up the bed. be climbed on, and pressed your thighs apart even more.

"d-daddy," you groaned out as he hit your g spot over and over. the word brewed renewed energy into him, and he dropped his head back, breathing laboured.

"fuck, doll. your pussy is so pretty, all spread open for daddy." he moaned, his hips thrusting even harder. he threw your right leg over his shoulder, his hands gripping your thigh as his hips moved quicker. his metal hand traveled down to your clit, and rubbed in circles. the coil returned in your lower abdomen, and you cried out again, and Bucky leaned over you once more, his lips finding yours.

soft, pillowy lips slid against yours, his stubble scratching your sensitive skin. "cum on my cock." he demanded. "c'mon baby. make a fucking mess all over daddy's cock. one you do that, he'll fucking fill you up so full." he knew you were about to cum. you were squeezing him so tight, and his own orgasm was approaching, but he was determined to make you reach your end before him.

a few more sharp thrusts, and your entire body tensed. then, your legs trembled as the dense waves of your orgasm washed over you. you cried out, your moans sending Bucky into his own orgasm.

"fucking - SHIT!" Bucky cried, driving his cock deep into you, hips stuttering. his body dropped against yours as his body came down from it's high. he pressed soft kisses to your shoulder as you curled your arms under his torso, your body suddenly ice cold.

"you okay, doll?" he asked, pushing off of you, and pulling out. you nodded, and after a kiss was pressed to your cheek, he stood up and headed into the bathroom to grab a washcloth after pulling his underwear on. he wet it, and when he approached the bed again, you were staring off into space, arms crossed against your naked body.

he cleaned you up, and tossed the cloth into your laundry hamper in the corner of your room. he walked over to the dresser, and opened the first door, smiling when he found your undies. he picked out a black stretchy pair, and searched through the rest of your closet for clothes. in the drawer beneath it, he found spandex shorts. he picked out a pair of burgundy ones. he opened the door to your closet and found a Hogwarts sweater with the school crest and the words "Hogwarts Alumni" on it.

when he walked back over to the bed, he was horrified to find you crying silent tears.

"baby?" he asked, dropping the clothes against the bed. "what's wrong?" you shook your head, and Bucky brushed away some of your tears. he sighed, but pulled your sweater over your head, followed by your underwear and shorts.

he climbed on the bed and pulled you into his arms. as soon as he settled you in his lap, you broke down into sobs. Bucky rocked you from side to side gently, and soothed you as best he could.

"w-why?" you sobbed, and Bucky paused. "why'd he do it?"

Bucky felt like the wind had been knocked out of him. "baby-" he said, and he hugged you as tight as he could against you, and let you release all your anguish about your father. he felt tears coming to his own eyes, and his metal hand gripped the back of your head, and held you.

"i don't know, baby girl. i don't." he said quietly. "i don't know why he'd leave his baby girl when she needed him the most, but i promise you, you're going to be okay. i love you, my sweet girl, and i will take care of you."

Masterlist

Max Verstappen

Friends don't sleep together

Bar menu: 1, 2

When love is left unspoken, pt. 2, pt. 3

Your funeral, pt. 2

I see you, pt. 2

Lando Norris

Only one bed???

Right Place, Right Time (series)

Fake Relationship

Bar menu: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8

Noisy Neighbor pt. 2

Fake Love Triangle (Franco x reader)

Coffee?

Done waiting

Expensive Fight

Concerned, pt. 2

Andrei Iosivas

Post game movies

Drunk words are sober thoughts

Happy birthday

Bar menu: 1, 2, 3

Eyes up here, babe

Knight in shining armor

Carlos Sainz

Moment of weakness

Forbidden Territory series

Bar menu: 1, 2

Josh Allen

Big win

Post Game Celebration

Bar Menu: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5

bar nights and unexpected sparks

Oscar Piastri

Secret identity

Bar menu: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7

miscommunication

Lewis Hamilton

Just a bet?

Bar Menu: 1, 2, 3

Please don't leave

Act my age

I can’t come with you

Lance Stroll

Cocky

Joe Burrow

Bar menu: 1

He isn't you

Let me in

Coach's daughter

Charles Leclerc

Bar menu: 1, 2, 3

Oblivious

Luke Hughes

Devils Bachelor

Quinn Hughes

Bruised Egos, Hidden Feelings

Community Relations

Jack Hughes

wouldn’t have it any other way

Finding out that Captain America 3 was originally meant to be a direct sequel the The Winter Soldier and would’ve focused on Steve and Sam’s search for Bucky, with a focus on Steve and Bucky’s relationship, but was scrapped for Civil War because DC released Batman vs Superman has actually ruined my day. Probably my week.

I’m so upset right now, what the hell.

speechless - bucky barnes x reader

word count:  2.2k!!!!! small lil one warnings: terrible writing and completely ooc :))))) singing ?? lmao, fem!pronouns summary: meeting modern!bucky while ur dressed in a 40′s Look for steve’s bday party a/n: after my last chptr of warmth, i had ELEVEN msgs asking me to write bucky so here’s my 2 cents !!! i have a few more ideas for this so lmk if yall like it & i might make it into a series ok time 2 disappear back into my cave 

Bucky sat next to Steve at the bar, the two of them facing the small crowd of familiar faces who danced to the nostalgic, jazzy music that came from the band before them. Bucky laughed between sips of his whiskey, watching Shuri balance a very embarrassing captain’s hat on Steve’s head that read “Birthday Captain”. 

Suddenly, a grinning girl walked out on the stage, with the type of curls and lipstick and dress that made Bucky nearly choke on his whiskey.

“Ladies and gentleman, has anyone seen a strapping young man named Steve in the audience tonight?” you asked the crowd of familiar faces, grinning with the microphone in hand as you winked.

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The Lost Child Masterlist // Teen Wolf X Marvel AU // ONGOING

Summary: Y/N Stark was taken from her family when she was three years old. It's fifteen years later and her family believes she is dead. Then how is she living in Beacon Hills?

Warnings: Each chapter has its own warnings so read them before you read the chapter if you find anything triggering and/or harmful for you to read. (Your own mental health and wellbeing should be put before anything!)

Pairings: Derek Hale x Reader, Steve Rogers x Bucky Barnes, Bruce Banner x Natasha Romanoff, Vision x Wanda Maximoff, & More To Come!

Previous Pairings: Tony Stark x Pepper Potts, Scott McCall x Allison Argent

Note: Y/N was adopted by Tony Stark and Pepper Potts as a baby. I did this so more people can see themselves in this story.

Additional Note: While this is a Teen Wolf x Marvel AU, not everything is true to the shows/movies/comics. I had to change things for the story.

One Last Note: Y/N was adopted by Tony Stark and Pepper Potts. I did this so more people can see themselves in this story.

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Prologue

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

Chapter 16

Chapter 17

Chapter 18

Chapter 19

Chapter 20

Chapter 21

Chapter 22

Chapter 23

Chapter 24

Chapter 25

Chapter 26

Chapter 27

Chapter 28

Chapter 29

Chapter 30

Facts:

Natasha and Clint going to Vormir to get the Soul Stone is just a terrible writing choice, because Marvel spent basically no time at all developing their relationship other than in the first Avengers movie and small moments in Age of Ultron and Civil War.

Also, Red Skull being guardian of the Soul Stone is kind of meaningless other than as a “Hey, remember this character?” moment because there’s not any damn history between him and Thanos, Natasha, or Clint.

You know who did have a developed relationship? Steve and Bucky. You know who did have history with Red Skull. Steve and Bucky. You know who would have been a better narrative choice to go after the Soul Stone? You get where I’m going here, but Steve and Bucky.

Can you fucking imagine Steve and Bucky not trusting Red Skull, thinking it’s some sort of sick joke, but then coming to realize one of them has to be sacrificed. Can you imagine that fight as they try to be the one to sacrifice for the other? Bucky has his hand locked around Steve’s arm to try and keep him from falling, Steve looks him in the eyes, and says- “I told you, I’d always be with you until the end of the line” and slips free to fall? It would have been a heartbreaking moment that actually did some justice to them.

Meanwhile, in fucking New York, when you’re trying to steal something from under the eyes of superheroes and SHIELD and the world in general, you have actual spies trying to steal it and being able to use some fucking stealth. And seeing Natasha fight herself, past-Natasha wary as hell, present-Natasha trying to talk some sense into her, that would be awesome.

And then, fighting Thanos at the end… Well, if Steve isn’t there to pick up the hammer.

Let Natasha do it. Give her the answer to the question she didn’t want to ask.

And leave Natasha, the one who has been running the Avengers facilities and teams since the Snap, as the one to rebuild. As the two most prominent faces of the Avengers have fallen, let the one who likes to work in the shadows be the one to pick up the pieces. She’s got ties to the survivors- she’s worked with Sam, with Wanda, with Clint, with everyone. It would make sense for her to be the one helping rebuild things.

And then they could actually give her a solo movie in a way that makes sense- when her character is still alive.