Too Bright

the tattoo

chris evans x fem!reader

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warnings: fluff, allusions to smut but nothing grafic, language, chris being in luv w u :)

you were sprawled on top of your boyfriend, head resting on his chest, both of you sleeping peacefully before your alarm went on

chris groaned burying his face in your neck and wrapping his arms on your waist “why the fuck did you set an alarm so early on sunday?” he said making you chuckle

“good morning to you too christopher” you said giving a kiss on his cheek and attempted to get up, just for him to drag you back to him

“g’morning baby” he kissed your lips “why are you getting up? stay with me” he laid on top of you, resting his head on your chest

“cause i need to get ready” you said running your fingers through his hair while admiring his face, how his eyelashes rested perfectly on his cheeks, the small pout on his lips, the little freckles on his face

“uhum” he just nuzzled himself further into you making you laugh

“come on big guy, i really need to get up, i’m gonna be late” you rubbed your hand on his shoulder

“ugh, where are you even going?” the pout grew bigger while he rolled over to let you go and you resisted the urge to laugh again

“did you forget i got the tattoo appointment?”

“why today? sundays are for us to stay together” he whined

“stop being a baby, it’s gonna be quick, i promise” you rested a hand on the bed and leaned over to give him a kiss, making him smile, still with his eyes closed

you took your shower, did your hair and makeup, and got dressed, a pair of shorts and a cropped were your choice for the day, you sprayed your perfume and got out of the bathroom to get your things

chris had already gotten up, he brushed his teeth and washed his face while your took your shower and headed to the kitchen

“babe i’m heading out” you walked to where he was, he extended his arms and you circled yours on his neck

“you look good” he kissed you squeezing your waist playfully making you giggle

“thank you baby” you smiled at him

“you never told me what you’re getting”

“it’s a surprise” you grinned, knowing how curious he is and how many questions he was going to make you quickly pecked his lips and grabbed your keys from the counter “bye baby, i love you!” you shouted from the door

you never were really into big and too complicated tattoos, you liked simple drawings, flowers, butterflys, the moon, and if you chose to do any phrases or quotes you liked in little letters, very clean but still they complimented your skin beautifully

so when you got to the studio you showed the references to your tattoo artist and she immediately started doing the sketches

you did the said tattoos and they turned out perfect, you trusted her with your eyes closed, she always got every single tattoo of yours perfectly

suddenly and idea popped in your head, you never tried anything near that area, you didn’t even knew if it was going to look good, but you told her the idea and went for it

“chris i’m home!” you closed the door and dodger already came running to greet you “hi baby, i missed you” you said scratching behind his ears

“only him?” chris appeared right behind dodger

“i missed you too you big baby” hands on your hips while yours came in touch with his face, giving several kisses on his lips

“c’mere i wanna show you the tattoos” you grabbed his hand and led him to the couch, pushing him to sit down you were still standing to show them to him

“ok, so, i got this one” you showed your forearm, he runned his fingers on top of the drawings

“they’re beautiful hun”

“i know right?” you were really excited, showing them to him like a kid showing their toys to their friends “then i got these ones on my fingers” 

you then lifted your shirt to show the one on your ribcage, he started caressing the back of your thighs unconsciously while admiring the tattoo

“holy shit, this one looks amazing” he bringed you forward to see it better

“now the last one” you turned a little so he was looking at your side, you took the hem of your shorts between your fingers and pulled them upwards to show one of the most insane things you’ve done in your life

on your hip, kinda on top of your ass a cursive C

“oh my fuck” his hands still on your legs

“what? did you hate it? oh god, i knew i shouldn’t have done it, i just thoug-“ you were cut off by his hands fully grabbing your thighs and pulling you down to him, making you squeal, he slotted his lips against yours

kissing you with passion he pressed you ever further into him deepening the kiss before you broke it to breathe “so you did like it” you grinned, still panting because of the kiss, running your hand up and down on his chest

“are you kidding me? i fucking loved it” he looked up at you, lust in his eyes, and squeezed your ass in his massive hands, making you moan and reach out to kiss him again

tongues dancing perfectly against each other before he abruptly cut the kiss off “stand up” he said in a low voice, you immediately did what he told you to

chris then stood up, facing you and grabbed you throwing yourself on his shoulder, again making you squeal “i’m gonna show you how much i loved it” he gave your bum a slap

“chris, let me down!” you tried to stay serious but you couldn’t, you just laughed while giving light punches on his back, when you grew tired of punching him you gave his butt a smack

“oh you’re gonna regret that” he dropped you on the bed, you immediately crawled back trying to escape him, still laughing

“no, no, no! chriiis!” you whined when he dropped himself on top of you and started tickling you, making it impossible for you to get out “ok, seriously, i can’t take it anymore!” you said between laughs

he started kissing every part of you, from your collarbones to your face, finally getting to your lips, making you both smile like idiots

“i love you so much” he said kissing you again

“i love you too” you giggled and kissed him

A little milk drunk. A little cuddles

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Chris Evans x y/n, being married having a baby that’s a few months since birth, and after the baby is done breastfeeding, while she’s a little milk drunk thanks to mama she has some snuggle time or tummy time with Chris while he posts bout it 🥺🥺🥺 I’m-

Warning: fluffy

Word count: 600+

Pairing: Chris Evans x reader, dad! Chris

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Luna was born 8 months ago. After months of trying she came into your and Chris's life, and she's sparked joy in it ever since. Luna was the apple of both of your eyes. You just loved her so much.

Today was quite a slow day. A lot of cleaning was done; but mostly cuddles and naps shared between you, Chris and luna. 

Little Luna has been smiling all day. Showing off her incoming teeth at the bottom. She was bothered by it, but with Chris making her smile it didn't cross her mind as much.

Now all three of you were sitting in bed under the blanket, watching some little mermaid (luna's favorite). Luna was sitting in between you in Chris; small and adorable as can be with her bunny onesie on. 

She was deeply into the movie. That lasted for a while until her little stomach started growling.

You and Chris looked down at her. "You hungry luna?" Chris asked her. Luna began to whine which was obviously a yes. "Okay, come here." You picked her up and placed her on your lap. You lifted her shirt, before you knew it she was lashed onto your breast.

Her eyes were closed as she filled her tummy up. She was a spitting image of chris. Her eyes, eyelashes, hair. The only thing she of yours was the nose. 

You smiled down at your tiny human you brought into the world 8 months ago. Chris placed his hand on her little coconut shaped head as he called it. He pushed a few curls into one direction. "My sweet luna." He mumbled causing her to open her eyes. 

Chris smiled at her. "You sleepy?" He knew she couldn't answer, but that didn't stop him from asking. Luna reached her little arms over her head, looking for Chris's. Chris chuckled as he took a hold of her little hand. 

Luna was getting a little drowsy probably from being tired but Chris and you loved to say she was milk drunk. "You're getting milk drunk Luna." 

Luna pulled away from your breast before looking at you with a smile. You pushed your shirt and sat her up so that she was laying against your chest. Her eyes never left you and a smile played on her face as you both laid there. She looked at you like you were the most stunning person she's ever seen (to her you were).

 You tried not to laugh, but she made it hard the way her plump cheeks sat up as she gazed at you. "Luna, why are you so smiley?" Chris asked, interrupting in laughing.  He picked her up off of your chest, bringing her light body to his. She broke out in a laugh as Chris tickled her sides.  

The tickling lasted for a while until you spoke up, breaking the fun."okay I think it's nap time for Luna." Chris looked over at you with a pouty face. "Does she have too?" Chris looked at Luna who was looking at you and Chris with that adorable smile. "We're having so much fun."

"Yes, I'm sorry, but I don't think you want a cranky baby later. If it makes you feel better then she can sleep right here in between us." 

Chris exhaled, "okay, okay." 

He placed her in between you both before pushing the blanket up her body. "Night night Luna." You whispered. Luna's eyes slowly fell close. 2 minutes later she was asleep. You looked up at Chris. He was already looking at you. 

"What?" You whispered to him. Chris shook his head. "Nothing, I'm just so lucky to have you both." 

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Just like Daddy

pairing: CEO!Husband/Dad!Chris x Wife/mom!Reader

Summary: With Halloween's arrival, there’s nothing but festive cheers at the Evan's household, with a few surprises too! ‼️Major Dilf and family man Chris‼️ (Warnings: Cockwarming)

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(Chris' P.O.V)

October 31st, one of the most festive times of the year, well not for me usually. That was until I met Y/n and we had Zamira. I finally had something to look forward to come home to, my own family. So that’s why I made it a rule to come home every day for lunch. This year my darling Y/n had made it a mission to keep her and Zizi's costume a secret from me.

Opening the front door of our home, I was met with the chaotic atmosphere I learned to love, the sounds of Zamira shouting throughout the house with Dodger hot on her trail, and the smell of Y/n's treats filling my nostrils.

Leaving my briefcase and blazer by the door, I followed the scent into the kitchen to see my hot ass wife in her cute pink apron I had gotten her, her lovely self humming as she transferred the newly baked cookies onto the cooling tray. “Hey pretty girl” I whispered grabbing onto her softly from behind, hugging her waist against me.

“You’re home Chrissy” She said softly turning around in my grasp, her arms looping around my neck to bring me in for a soft wet kiss, her tongue tying in with mine briefly. “I missed you today, so did Zizi” She pouted looking up at me while loosening my tie, my heart pounding every time she even touched me. “Trust me baby, I missed my favourite girls even more” Nuzzling my nose into her neck inhaling her scent peacefully, I felt her hands play gently with the hairs on the back of my neck, her lips putting soft kisses onto the side of my head.

“DADA” I heard a small voice shout, along with the pitter patter of small feet and paws, Dodger’s barks sounding closer and closer. In came tumbling my pumpkin, dressed in her princess dress and crown, a fake sword held tightly in her small hand.

Dropping her weapon instantly she held her hand upwards towards me, a sign for me to pick her up. “Hey bubby, I missed ya today” I said feeling her hug onto me tightly as Y/n smiled at us both before continuing her baking session. “I missed you dada, I was busy getting monsters” She said dramatically, re-enacting how she killed the “monsters” with her hands.

“Oh really bub? aren’t you brave” I cooed watching her nod enthusiastically, her hair bouncing along with her

“Mhm even momma said I was brave, didn’t ya momma” She said turning towards Y/n, a part of me swelling with pride when I heard my accent coming through Zamira, she was a part of me.

“Yes you were so brave baby, momma was so scared of those evil monsters under our bed” Y/n said with a serious look, coming over to us both and smothering Zizi with a multitude of kisses, enough for her squeals to fill the household.

“Is this your costume princess?” I asked smoothing out the frills of her Rapunzel dress, expecting this to be it, since her last costume was Elsa from Frozen.

“Nuh uh dada, m'not ready yet” Her arms and legs flailing about to get down from my arms, watching as she tugged onto Y/n's arms,

“Momma can we get ready noww, I wanna show dada the costume” She begged bouncing on her feet, Y/n sighing in defeat before nodding and picking her up to bring her upstairs. Giving me a quick kiss on the lips, I watched them both climb up the staircase, Zamira waving at me the higher she got up. This girl was going to be the death of me.

(Y/n's P.O.V)

“Good job for not tellin daddy baby” I cooed helping her get on her new white button up, grey trousers, mini grey blazer and last but not least her striking purple tie (something she said she would die without) In her hands a tiny miniature briefcase just like my husband’s.

“Do ya think dada will wike it?” She asked cutely, clearly nervous and spouting that same lisp that Chris has.

“Of course honey bun, he will absolutely love it are you kiddin me? Or are you not his best girl” I said pinching her cheek, her missing tooth smile brightening up the whole room. “Momma can we match again next hawoween?”

“I'd love to baby” I said standing up to straighten my own costume before taking her small hand in mind, her cute little legs trying to keep up with mine as we climbed down the stairs. Her soft face furrowed in focus trying to step down carefully and once we hit ground? She let loose.

“DADA MY COSTUME IS READYY” Running around crazily until she bumped into her daddy right where we left him in the kitchen, a bright smile on his face when he saw her.

“N' who are you meant to be pumpkin?”

“M’ jus like you daddy” She squealed happily, twirling around in her mini carbon copy of a suit, even showing off her tiny briefcase to finish it off.

“OH WOW BABYGIRL, DONT YOU LOOK ADORABLE” He shouted in response, his smile widening with every detail of her costume, listening to how she thought of the details herself.

“Buh dada I didn’t wan a black tie, too boring, so I got purple instead” She said pouting up at him,

“Oh it looks amazing honey, I think I should get one of those for work, what d'ya think”

She nodded enthusiastically, Chris laughing as he sat her onto the counter fixing her ponytail like a total girl’s dad.

“Mhm I even got fake money too” She said excitedly opening her brief case to expose lots of fake dollar bills.

“Me n momma are matchin”

“Oh is that right?” Chris said quirking up a brow, my heels clicking against the marble floor, walking towards them with a clip board in my hand.

“N' what’re you meant to be?” Chris said handing Zizi a lollipop from the cupboard before sauntering over towards me, his hands interlacing themselves with mine before pulling me closer towards him.

“I’m her assistant” I smirked, my same white button down, grey pencil skirt and lanyard from my first day at his company adorned onto my body.

“Mhm I remember this outfit as if it was yesterday, the way we started” He growled massaging my hips through the skirt, his eyes raking up and down my body unashamedly. His thoughts being cut off by our doorbell going all crazy, hearing the shouts of Lisa through the front door.

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“Hey ma” I said opening the door to see Lisa holding the other kids, today she had made it a new tradition to take her grandkids out every halloween for trick or treating, ending the night with a sleepover at hers. Thankfully giving us a guaranteed day off once a year.

“Alright Zizi Gran's here”

Zamira jumped off the counter with a bit of a scolding from Chris, running off towards her grandmother with her briefcase without even a mention of a goodbye and off they went for the night. Closing the door with a sigh, I was instantly met with Chris' burly arms pulling me up into his arms, one of them being under my leg.

“Chris what on Earth are you doing?” I laughed, his face wearing a childish grin while he ran us both upstairs into our bedroom before collapsing us both onto our king sized bed. His breathing getting heavier as he took off his work clothes, with his hands then starting to unbutton mine.

“Hon, wait-“ I said grabbing onto his hands, his face contorted in confusion as he leant back a bit while straddling me.

“Sorry baby, ya not in the mood? That’s on me I shoulda asked, if-“ He started to ramble, so I shut him up with one hell of a kiss.

“I do want to have sex with you Chris, I jus feel like you need to know somethin beforehand”

I explained, his forehead now leaning onto mine, his lips ghosting over mine by a few centimetres.

“What is it pretty? You’re worryin your old man here” He joked now pulling me up to sit, both of us sitting facing each other on top of the comforter.

“I-I’m pregnant Chrissy” I said straight up, wanting to get the hardest part over and done with. His eyes widening and mouth falling agape, both of us just sitting in silence before he broke into a million dollar smile

“ARE YA SERIOUS? WE HAVIN ANOTHER BABY? THIS IS THE BEST THING EVER” He shouted standing up and holding his head, his eyes glossing up along with mine. “How far along are you? Have you scheduled with the Doctor? Do you need anything-“

“Chris i’m fine, i’ve seen the doctor and i’m 12 weeks along, turns out that food poisoning wasn’t actually to do with food”

“Yeah I was wonderin cause Zizi and I felt fine afterwards. Why were you so hesitant to tell me bub?” He said sitting beside me,

“W-well I guess I kept overthinking about what would have happened if we never met and it caused me to spiral-“

“Y/n shush, I guarantee that if you hadn’t have crossed my way, I woulda found a way to cross yours. What we have is true fucking love baby and no one else will ever and and no one will ever get the chance to make me feel this way ever again. Hell even in the afterlife you know i’ll chase after your sweet ass. Ya hear me?”

“Mhm I hear you”

“Ya promise?”

“I promise, I love you”

“I love you too bunny, now i’m gonna shower and afterwards we are gonna cuddle the fuck out alright”

“Okay okay i’ll be waiting here for ya” I chuckled getting up to change into one of his shirts, hearing him scuffle around the room for his necessities before hearing the bathroom door close shut.

(Chris' P.O.V)

After my shower I walked out to see my precious girl hugging onto my pillow cutely, her mouth partially open with her hair spread out behind her. With me usually sleeping in the nude (with my iron man doll) I slipped into bed beside her, scooting over to spoon her. My hands slipped up her shirt to grab onto her breasts, the perfect hand holders I say.

In response to my touch I felt her back up against me, her ass grinding against my crotch innocently, the only thing separating us was her flimsy lace underwear.

“Bunny?” I whispered into her ear, hearing her whimper back in response turning over to face me, her eyes lidded open slightly. A sleepy dazed look gracing her beautiful face.

“Hey Chrissy” She whispered with a lopsided smile on her face, moving herself to be even closer to me.

“I wanna feel you. Closer” Knowing what I meant, she kissed my lips softly, a string of saliva connecting our lips as she pulled away. She turned back around to her side to hug the pillow again, leaving me to it. With my hands once again wandering up the shirt, I let my fingers circle over her clit softly, her body twitching in the slightest when I knew she was about to cum.

“Come on baby, you can let go, I’m here with ya” Kissing the back of her ear I felt her shiver and shudder, her slickness covering my fingers as I used it for lube up her pretty hole.

“Okay baby i’m going in alright”

“Mhm o-ok” She whispered, her arm going to the back of my her head to caress my hair as I sunk into her soft pussy. Both of us breathing out in relier as I settled into her, my hands finding their way to grope her breasts once again.

“G'night bunny” I whispered giving her nipples a tug before hearing her reply with words of endearment.

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Everywhere You Want to Be

Everywhere You Want to Be: A Bucky Barnes Fanfic

Buy me a ☕ Character Pairing:  Bucky Barnes x F!Reader

Word Count:  1862

Rating:  E

Square filled: @star-spangled-bingo​ - Wade Wilson

Warnings: Smut (MF, oral sex, vaginal sex, voyeurism, exhibitionism)

Synopsis: Every time you and Bucky try to get close, Wade is already there.  Eventually, you decide if he really wants to watch that badly, you might as well let him.

Everywhere You Want to Be

Wade Wilson was everywhere you wanted to be.  It was like he had an innate sense of when you and Bucky were about to get a little too frisky in a public area and there he would be.  He would walk in on the two of you while you were kissing in the hall.  If Bucky was cooking and you came up behind him and wrapped your arms around his waist, just as you started to nibble the shell of Bucky’s ear, Wade would appear and ask what was for dinner.  One time the two of you were making out on the couch and he came into the room and just dived on top of you both.  It was like he had a sixth sense for foreplay.

You had started to tick down the days before Wade went back out into the world and was no longer staying with the Avengers. Not that you disliked him.  He was pretty entertaining really. Especially when he started talking to people who weren’t there like you were on some kind of television program, but you really just wanted to be able to kiss your boyfriend and him not interrupt.

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Pairing: Ari Levinson x black!reader

Word Count: 460

Prompt: Distracting kisses from someone that are meant to stop the other person from finishing their work, and give them kisses instead.

You drop the magazine you’re reading to your lap and pull your sunglasses down your nose. A smirk crosses your lips as you watch the muscles of Ari’s back flex with his movements. You should be helping, but the sun and the nice breeze and the crash of the ocean in the short distance called your name a lot louder than the paint buckets. You continue to watch as he stretches out to apply a fresh coat of paint to the outside of your new resort. His muscles ripple underneath the sun, the natural light accentuating every curve and dip of his beautiful body.

You throw the magazine to the side and stand, your toes sinking into the warm sand. You sneak up behind him and wrap your arms around his middle, laughing as he jumps from your sudden presence. You drop your lips right between his shoulder blades and pepper quick kisses along his back as you cup his chest in your hands.

“If you’re not going to help, you need to sit back down.” He chides, “I wanna finish this.”

“I’m. not. Doing. Anything.” You say between each kiss, dragging your nails down his chest and stomach

You swing around him, slipping in between him and the wall and smile brightly as he shakes his head in disappointment. You laugh, throwing your arms around his neck and pulling your face to his neck. He jumps again as your cool lips meet his skin, this time pulling a laugh from him. You drag your lips down his hairy chest and peck at his nipple, laughing as his laugh grows louder and fuller.

“Stop it.” He laughs as he squirms, “Stop!”

You drag your fingers down his sides, your nails scratching his skin as you swirl your tongue around his pink nipple. You bite down and he yelps, dropping his hands to your sides to squeeze you. He pushes you against the wall and pushes your chin up with his knuckles only to find a large smile on your face. He kisses you deeply, stealing the air right out of your lungs as he pushes his lower half in between your legs.

He lifts you effortlessly and places each of your long legs around his waist before sliding his hands to your ass. You push his face in between your breasts as he walks the two of you inside, hissing as his tongue slides down your cleavage. You don’t even know why he tries to fight you anymore. You always win this little game of yours.

“I just want you to know,” He starts, tossing you to the bed and dropping his little green shorts from his waist, “I let you win.”

“Uh huh,” You wink, “Sure you did, Ari.”

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About: You realize that you and Chris have a special way to resolve and forget problems.

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Lily

Summary: Steve has a secret... until suddenly he doesn't. Steve x Single Mom!Reader

Warnings: canon typical violence, probably some cursing

Word Count: 4349

a/n: I really fell in love with this idea. I think I dreamt it, but honestly I'm not sure. You can visualize Lily anyway you'd like, I just chose this picture bc it's cute.

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"Ninety-nine, One hundred." Lily jumped out of the closet, ready to follow your instructions. She checked the phone, just like you said, but it was broken in the fight.

Instead, she packed her backpack with anything she thought she could need in an emergency and left.

She walked confidently through your apartment door, down the stairs, and to the subway stop. Maybe it was this confidence that lead the adults surrounding her to leave her be, or maybe it was just the fact she was in New York City and passerby couldn't be bothered.

Either way, she successfully made it to the station before anyone questioned her. When one of the transit employees asked her where her parents were, she replied with the only thing she thought would confuse them and allow her to continue on her journey.

"My daddy died when I was a baby, but mommy says he's always with me in here." She put her little hand over her heart, staring wide eyed at the woman helping her. The woman turned to a colleague, unsure of how to respond, and Lily made her escape.

She quickly pulled her mom's subway card from her pocket, scanned it, and walked through the barricade. By the time the employee turned back to her, Lily was already lost in the crowd.

She followed what she remembered from Steve's emergency instructions to the best of her ability, getting on the orange line train and taking it until Avengers Tower was announced as the next stop.

From there, she traveled with the crowd. She followed tourists, sticking close to other groups, pretending to be part of different families as she approached the tower. Despite never being there, Lily recognized the building.

With all of the remaining confidence in her six-year-old self, she walked through the doors straight to the information desk. Unfortunately, she was not immediately noticed by the receptionist. It took three very polite renditions of "excuse me, please" for the woman to finally realize there was indeed someone speaking to her.

"Can I help you?" The woman looked behind her, expecting a parent or guardian. "Where are your parents?"

"That's why I'm here. Stevie said to come here if there was ever an emergency." Lily replied as evenly as she could. The adrenaline from the situation was wearing off, and her emotions were beginning to get the better of her.

"Stevie?" The woman replied, utterly flabbergasted by the child in front of her.

"He said to tell you the emergency code. He made it my birthday so I wouldn't forget. 10112017" Lily had tears in her eyes as she continued. "You have to type it in so he can help my mom!"

After a few seconds of shock, the receptionist typed the code into the Stark Enterprises emergency alert system. She clearly didn't expect anything serious to happen, but she figured avoiding a full scale meltdown from the little girl in front of her would be best.

At first, nothing happened. Lily looked at the receptionist, the receptionist looked at Lily, and everyone else continued about their day.

But then, just as the receptionist was about to ask Lily for her name and if she knew how to contact a guardian, every Avenger in the tower came running into the lobby.

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"Hey, Wanda. Vision." Steve greeted the two as he made his way toward the fridge, ready to refuel after training. Bucky, Sam, and Nat were quick to enter after him, coming from the same training session.

"I'm making sweet potato toast, anyone want some?" Steve took out the cookbook Tony had given him as a joke last Christmas, already flipping to the familiar page to look at various topping combinations.

Each team member replied, listing various reasons as to why they wanted to avoid eating more sweet potatoes. It seemed Steve was on a kick, but everyone else was sick of them.

"Suit yourselves." He laughed, already scrubbing the root vegetable to dispose of the dirt. He followed the steps in the book, still reliant on the instructions despite having made the meal- or a variation- dozens of times.

"Still reading the steps, Capsicle?" Tony shook his head, pouring himself a glass of cranberry juice.

"I just need to make sure I do it right." Steve replied, unphased by the teasing remark. No matter how long he spends trying to catch up to the modern world, Steve will never feel confident cooking.

Before Tony could jump into his usual spiel about how Steve needs to find a girlfriend who will cook for him, Friday made an announcement.

"Mr. Stark, as per the Morgan Protocol, I am alerting you of an unaccompanied minor in the lobby."

The announcement from the Irish voice confused the room, all eyes turning to look at Tony. He replied to Friday before addressing their stares.

"Any idea who it is?" His gaze briefly flickered to the ceiling while he awaited a response.

"Running facial recognition as we speak. Nobody matching her description was reported missing."

Tony attempted to leave, but he was bombarded with the same question from each Avenger present.

"The Morgan Protocol?" Steve's voice could be heard above the rest, so used to commanding the room.

"Yep. I put it in place when Morgan was born. If there's ever an unaccompanied minor in the Tower, Friday alerts me. You've got no idea how many kids will come here just for a chance to meet us." Tony replied casually, trying to avoid any heartwarming speeches.

Sam opened his mouth to reply when Friday chimed in again. "Facial recognition failed. Should I have the child escorted upstairs?"

Suddenly, a warning alarm accompanied by flashing red lights began to sound throughout the residential area of the tower.

"Tony, what the hell?" Nat yelled over the noise. The entire team was covering their ears, glaring at Tony for the suspected glitch.

"Friday, cut the alarm." Tony sighed, figuring there was a glitch in his newest security measure for the families of those on the team.

"The Family Emergency Alarm was triggered via manual code input." Friday replied. "It was entered on device 7114 in main reception."

"Which code triggered the alarm? Who gave the code?" The room was tense as they awaited the response. It could have been an accident. Someone typed the wrong code into the alert system. It's not unheard of.

"The code was 10112017. Captain Rogers' code." The majority of eyebrows furrowed while Steve's heart plummeted. "It appears the child gave the code."

Without waiting for anymore information, Steve ran from the room. He was down four floors before anyone else entered the staircase.

"Steve? What the hell?" Bucky called after him, the other Avengers also sprinting down the stairs. When their Captain panics, the team follows.

Steve ignored the pleas for him to explain, instead focusing on reaching the lobby. The child must be Lilly and if she's unaccompanied, than where were you?

-

"What the fu-" The receptionist cut herself off, remembering Lily was still standing in front of her. Although the swear may have been warranted.

Captain America himself was sprinting through the lobby, the other Avengers following rapidly behind him.

"Lily!" He breathed a sigh of relief to see her uninjured, immediately falling to his knees and pulling her into a massive hug.

Whether it was the stress of the days earlier events finally catching up to her, or the sight of Steve in such a flustered state didn't matter. Lily couldn't control her emotions anymore, instantly bursting into tears.

"Oh, sweetheart. It's okay. You're okay." Steve reassured her, gently swaying side to side while rubbing circles on her back.

"No! No, it- it's no-not." She sobbed, trying to explain but struggling through the tears.

The spectacle of Steve Rogers consoling a sobbing child in the middle of the lobby did not go unnoticed by agents or guests alike. A crowd was beginning to form, all eyes flickering between the unknown child, Steve, and the rest of the Avengers.

"Why don't we move this upstairs?" Sam suggested, already feeling boxed in by the crowd. He and Bucky cleared a path to the elevator, Nat guiding Steve by the elbow as he continued to whisper to Lily, trying to slow her tears.

The elevator ride was awkward to say the least. Steve paid no attention to anyone other than Lily, leaving the rest of the group to exchange eye contact in an attempt to figure out what the hell was going on. Who was the kid? Why did she know Steve's Family Emergency Code?

Nobody dared to question him while he was still focused on Lily. Instead, they dutilly followed him back to the kitchen, watching as he set her on a stool and gave her a glass of water.

She calmed down relatively quickly for a six-year-old. A few sips of water and a couple of minutes following Steve's breathing and she could speak normally again.

"What happened? Where's Y/N?" Steve questioned softly, still oblivious to the multitude of stares coming from his friends.

"She was taken..." Lily whispered, eyes wide and already filling with tears again. "I did what you said! The plan you told mommy to follow if she was ever in danger! I got on the train and came to the tower and gave the nice lady the code and waited for you!" She spoke the words in one breath, nervous hands flying in any direction she could achieve.

"Got on the train?" Tony mouthed to Nat, eyes wide. Just the idea of such a small child travelling alone through New York's Public transportation scared him.

"Taken?" Steve questioned the word, throat tight. This was exactly what he was trying to avoid by keeping his relationship a secret.

Lily nodded her head rapidly, not stopping until Steve cupped her face in his hands.

"Lily, I need you to breath, sweetheart." He spoke softly in an attempt to ease her nerves. "My friends and I, we're going to find your mom, okay?"

"Stevie, I'm scared." She shrunk in on herself, making her 3 foot frame appear even smaller.

"I know, but you know who we are, right?" He gestured behind him, eyes still focused on Lily as she nodded.

"Avengers. Heroes." She listed the two words, one right after the other.

"Exactly, and we are going to find the bad people who took your mom and get her back. I need your help though. Can you do that? Can you be a hero?" Steve felt his heart clench as he thought about what he was about to ask.

Lily nodded again, although much calmer than before.

"That's good. I need you to tell me everything you remember." Steve cringed internally at making her relive the events that clearly traumatized her, but he saw no other choice. He needed the information only she had.

Lily took a deep breath, preparing to tell the story of the afternoon's events.

-

"Mommy!" Lily abandoned the toys she was playing with in favor of jumping into her mother's arms.

"Hi baby." You cooed, graciously hugging your child. "Thanks, Hannah." You gave the teenager her payment for babysitting, waving goodbye as she left your apartment to return to her own up one floor. "What do you want for dinner?" You asked your little girl, grinning when her eyes lit up.

"Chicken nuggets!" Lily bounced with joy, excited for you to be home from the store.

"Okay, sweet pea. Clean up your toys and then you can help me with dinner." You set her on the ground, watching as she ran to clean everything up.

Your apartment was small, but it was well kept. Living in New York, afterall, didn't allow for much space. You and Lily managed to keep everything organized. If you didn't go into Lily's room, it almost looked as if no child lived their at all. Lily always kept her toys in the storage bin in the living room, or neatly organized in her own room.

She closed the lid to the bin after throwing the last of the toys inside before running to join you in the kitchen. Lily got to work, dutifully washing her hands so she could help with the food.

The two of you laughed and sang as you cut the chicken into small pieces for Lily to dip into egg and then breadcrumbs. She shook the shake and bake container like a maraca, smiling wide.

Just as you put the tray of chicken in the oven and pulled out a salad kit, the sound of car doors slamming drew your attention to the window. One glance outside was enough to put you on edge.

There were three SUVs, each holding two to four people all dressed in black, guns on their hips.

"Lily, I need you to hide, okay? Don't come out unless I tell you to or it's been quiet for 100 seconds. Then call Steve." You ushered her into her room, quickly hiding her behind the clothes hanging in her closet.

"Mommy!" She called before you could close the door, eyes wide with fear and confusion.

"It's okay, sweetheart. Just call Steve if I'm not here, okay?" The six-year-old nodded, knowing by the look on your face that something bad was going to happen.

She listened from the closet as a loud banging came from the front door. A loud crash could be heard, likely the door being kicked in.

You fought off the attackers as best you could with your limited self-defense knowledge, but it didn't take long for the large group to overpower you.

"You won't get away with this. He'll find you." Lily focused on the sound of your voice, trying to stay quiet.

"Let him. Cut off one head, two more grow in its place. Hail Hydra." A voice Lily didn't recognize replied. The sounds of retreating footsteps slowly faded away, and Lily began counting.

-

"And I counted, but the phone was broken! So I followed the emergency plan you made with mommy when you thought I was sleeping." Lily finished her story, energy fading fast.

"Hydra? You're sure that's what the man said?" Steve asked, trying to remain calm in front of Lily.

"Yes. And the thing about the heads. I remember that 'cause it's gross." She stuck her tongue out, reminding everyone of just how young she actually is. She followed the grimace with a yawn, balling her hands into fists to rub her eyes.

"Are you hungry?" Steve asked, concerned for her wellbeing. She nodded, still rubbing her eyes. Tony quickly supplied one of Morgan's fancy lunchables, already having peeled the plastic off.

Lily thanked him politely before quickly eating everything, her dinner was interrupted after all. Not even five minutes after she ate, Lily was asleep in Steve's arms. He carried her down the hall to his room, gently tucking her into his bed.

He spared a moment to observe her sleeping form, heart clenching at the idea of losing her or you. The second he was back in the living room, all eyes were on him. Well, all but two pairs who were somehow missing.

"Bucky and Nat are on the way to the garage. Send them the address and they'll check out her apartment." Tony supplied, figuring that would be his first question.

Steve nodded, pulling out his phone to text Nat the address.

"She wears a bracelet with a tracker in it, if we're lucky it will still be active." Steve supplied, already pulling up the software on his computer. Tony showed him how to use it in an attempt to convince him to put himself out there and find a partner. He just didn't know it worked.

As the software loaded, Steve finally looked up at his teammates. No, his friends, family even. He could see the questions in their eyes, yet nobody was voicing them.

"Friday, can you conference in whichever car Bucky and Nat took?" Steve asked. Despite knowing it was probably a simple task to start a group phone call, Steve still turned to the AI for help with most technology related tasks.

"Did you find something already?" Bucky's voice could be heard on the other end, the faint sound of the GPS in the background. Steve did his best to ignore the hurt he could hear in the inflection of Bucky's voice.

"No, but I figured it'd be easier to explain everything once." Steve sighed. "I met Y/N in the park. Lily walked right in front of me while I was running, nearly knocked me over." He chuckled at the memory, remembering exactly how flustered he was when you insisted on getting him a new water bottle when his fell to the ground and cracked.

"How long ago?" Tony questioned, pulling Steve back into the present.

"Almost a year and a half." Steve wore a soft smile, happy to have had you in his life for so long. "She broke down my walls without even trying. I would meet her and Lily for ice cream, or to go to a bookstore. Normal things. Took me six weeks to officially ask her out."

"Why all the secrecy?" Nat questioned. She knew Steve was hiding something, but she didn't think it'd be this big.

"I wanted to keep them safe." His voice hardened. "You can all see how well that worked out. I never should have gotten involved. If something happens to her... Lily's already lost her father." Steve's throat tightened, the fear and stress at not knowing where you were eating away at him.

"Hey, don't talk like that. We'll find her." Sam encouraged him to remain positive. "Do you know the code for the tracker bracelet?" He gestured to the computer screen, where the software had finally loaded.

He typed in the 9 digit code, having memorized it before even giving you the bracelet. He also knew Lily's code, although she was currently safe and sound in his room.

The three seconds it took for the little red dot to appear on the screen were the longest of his life.

"She's in upstate, possible headed to Canada." He watched the light as it moved farther and farther away from him. Through the phone, blaring horns and screeching tires could be heard as Nat turned around.

"I've got a jet on the roof." Tony supplied, already moving to retrieve his gear. "It's smaller than the ones in the compound, but it'll do."

Steve jumped up, ready to join the fight when Sam pushed him back into his chair.

"If that little girl wakes up and you're not here, she'll panic." His eyes were sympathetic, but his tone was firm. "Sit this one out, Cap."

"Sam, I can't lose her." Steve was close to tears, eyes flickering between Sam and the hallway where Lily was sleeping.

"If Hydra knew about Y/N, they likely also knew it was a secret. They'll probably be expecting you, but not the cavalry." Wanda supplied, trying in vain to ease Steve's nerves. "They won't be prepared to fight all of us."

Steve nodded, knowing he couldn't leave Lily all alone. It broke his heart to watch his friends leave without him, but there's nobody he'd rather have fighting for him.

He watched the floor number above the elevator rise until it finally reached the roof. Despite the powerful engine of the jet, it couldn't be heard inside the building. Nobody outside would know it was even taking off if not for the lights.

He sighed, pushing off the wall and heading for his room. If he couldn't be with you, he would sit with Lily.

He gently opened and closed the door to his room, moving silently until he reached the chair by his bed. There was enough moonlight for him to see Lily's face. She looked so peaceful, something he was grateful for. Hopefully hiding in the closet was enough to shield her from too many nightmares.

He planted himself in the chair, eventually dozing off in the dark and near silent room.

-

"Stevie?" Lily poked his cheek, her favorite way to wake him up. "Stevie!" She called louder. He jolted, taking on a fighting stance before registering exactly where he was.

"Lily! Are you okay?" He questioned, scooping her up into his lap. She nodded, eyes wandering around the dimly lit room.

"Is mommy back?" Her voice was laced with fear and sadness, the emotions competing to see who would win.

Steve glanced at his phone, noticing a few messages. He opened them to read that you were indeed on the jet, although no mention of your condition beyond alive.

"Not yet, but my friends found her. She's coming back now. Do you want to wait for her on the roof?" Steve asked as he replied to the messages asking for a status report.

He watched as the tension visibly melted from her tiny body. "Can we get a snack first?"

Steve laughed, rising with Lily still in his arms. "Sure thing, peanut. What are you hungry for?"

"Ice cream!" She smiled, eyes questioning if he would let her get away with it.

"Just this once, I think it's okay to eat ice cream in the middle of the night." Steve whispered conspiratorially, heading for the kitchen. He grabbed two of Tony's specially ordered quarter pints of Ben and Jerry's.

After grabbing some spoons, he headed to the elevator to get up to the observation deck. Once they sat down, Steve looked at the flavors he grabbed.

"Do you want phish food or chocolate fudge brownie?" She squealed in excitement.

"Phish food!" He pulled off the lid, handing her a spoon and the small container before doing the same for himself. The two sat in a comfortable silence as they ate their ice cream and observed the city.

As the lights of an aircraft grew closer, both Steve and Lily leaned forward, eager to know if it was the jet.

"Mommy!" Lily cried, ice cream abandoned on the floor by the couch they were seated on. Steve's own ice cream fell to the ground as he scooped her up and waited for the jet to land.

The second it was safe to go out onto the landing pad, Steve was through the doors. The ramp into the jet lowered, and Tony was the first one out, gesturing for Steve to just wait a second.

You emerged, leaning on Bucky as you limped down the ramp. Steve's eyes scoured your body for injuries, but not finding anything other than the limp.

"Mommy!" You looked up, a smile growing immediately at the sight of Steve and Lily. She jumped from his arms, running to you as fast as her little legs would allow.

"Hi peanut! What are you doing up? It is way passed your bedtime." You questioned, lifting her into your arms, transferring more weight onto Bucky as you leaned further into him.

Steve stood frozen, the utter relief to see you uninjured and talking as if nothing happened jumpstarting his heart.

"Stevie gave me ice cream!" Everyone but Steve snickered, amused by how quickly Lily threw him under the bus.

"Wow, America's Golden Boy broke the rules?" You teased, eyes flickering between Lily and Steve.

He finally broke out of his trance, moving across the rook in three quick strides to scoop you and Lily into his arms. he held you both close to him, whispering about how happy he was to have you both with him.

"I met your friends." You stage whispered, laughing when the group of Avengers looked mildly guilty for eavesdropping.

"You did." Steve nodded, not caring that his secret was out now that he had you in his arms again.

"That's not fair! I didn't meet anyone." Lily huffed. "They just stared at me and then I fell asleep."

You and Steve laughed, promising her introductions in the morning.

"But don't we have to go home?" She looked between the two of you, a small pout forming at the idea of leaving.

"Move in with me." Steve blurted it out, ignoring his still present friends.

"Are you asking?" You teased, leaning more weight into his body as the exhaustion from the day caught up to you.

"I am. Asking. Both of you." Steve smiled shyly, eyes flickering between you and Lily.

"What do you say, Lils? Do you want to live here?" You asked, already knowing you'd love nothing more.

"Yes! There's ice cream, and lunchables, and the roof is so high!" She listed the limited information she knew about the tower, excitement pouring out of her.

"Good. Me too." You looked at Steve, eyes full of love.

"I love you so much." Steve pressed a soft kiss to your lips, laughing when Lily gagged.

"I love you too." You whispered back.

"Now, let's get you to the med bay to fix up your ankle." Steve gently set Lily on the ground, scooping you into his arms.

"I want to be carried!" Lily complained, still running on sugar.

"Lily, this is my best friend, Bucky. Can he carry you?" Steve gestured to his fellow super soldier. Lily eyed him suspiciously.

"Do you like chicken nuggets and ice cream?" Her eyes narrowed expectantly, one eyebrow raised. Bucky looked at Steve, brows furrowed. The blonde gestured for him to answer.

"I do." Bucky replied hesitantly.

"Okay! You can carry me." She jumped into his arms, already trusting him since he was Stevie's best friend.

The group of four set off toward the elevator, ignoring the remaining Avengers until after they pushed the button.

"The rest of you can come too." You supplied, eager to get to know them more.

"Before you ask, yes you can pester us with all the questions I know you've been holding back." Steve sighed.

There was a mad rush toward the elevator, everyone piling in as the doors closed. Tony chimed in with a question before the group descended even one floor.

"Did it really take him six weeks to ask you out?"

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insomnia.

summary: it’s a fitful night of sleep in the tower. when your boys find you needy for them, even in sleep, they just can’t help themselves.

18+, minors do not interact

warnings: slight somnophilia (consent is given beforehand!!), LOTSSSS of dirty talking, humping, penetration, fingering, oral (f+m receiving), aftercare

It was a restless evening in Stark Tower.

Everyone was in their separate rooms - except for you, Bucky, and Steve of course, who shared a king sized bed on the fifteenth floor. The boys were having a tough time falling asleep because of the raging thunderstorm outside, but you had different reasons for your fitful rest.

You let out a small whimper, your legs shoving in between Steve’s. He turned to gather you into his arms and comfort you, but he stopped dead in his tracks when he looked down at you.

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