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polar | ari levinson

|| pairing: ari levinson x black!reader

|| word count: 1,827

|| warnings: pure pwp, smut, sex, oral sex (female receiving), vaginal fingering, over-stimulation, crying, multiple orgasms, nipple play

|| note: this was one of the ari headcanons i got when i requested that y’all send me some. hope you like!

You throw your towel to the floor as you turn off the small lamp next to your bed. The moonlight washes into the room as you push open the wooden shutters to let in some of the cool air moving in from the ocean. You take a breath, inhaling the fresh scent of the sea as the water crashes up on the beach. You chew on your bottom lip as you stare out over the dark water, squinting a little to see if you can catch a glimpse of their boats moving towards the coast - but there’s nothing, just miles and miles of water. 

Your mind starts to drift to something dark, something tragic, but you turn away from the window quickly to push them away. He’s fine. He knows what he’s doing. He’ll be fine. You climb into bed, pulling the thin sheets over your naked body and close your eyes, trying to relax enough to the point where you can actually get some sleep. You roll over onto your side, push your hands underneath your head and pillow, and let out a focused breath.

He’s fine. He knows what he’s doing. He’ll be fine.

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Steve

Summary: Steve’s never had a blowjob and could you really consider yourself a friend if you didn’t suck his dick?

Warnings: 18+, praise kink?, oral m!receiving, smut

“You’ve never…” your words dying down as you waved your hands for emphasis, letting the silence fill the gaps of your question.

Steve cheeks darkened under your gaze and he licked his bottom lip before answering. “Well, I’ve been busy.” His excuse seeming lame to him when they fell from his lips but it was true. Captain America and all that. He took another sip of his drink.

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𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩 - 𝐧𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐞 𝐫𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭

warnings: smut, masturbation (f receiving), nomad steve rogers x reader, somnophilia, 18+ reader

summary: you wake up in the middle of the night and can’t fall back asleep, so you have steve help you…

a/n: do not steal my work, it’s all my own. 18+ only, minors do not interact!

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you awoke from your deep sleep with a sigh. a dream that you had forgotten right as you tried remembering it, was what had awakened you. you took a quick glance to your right, seeing the clock on your nightstand gleaming 3:38 A.M. looking to your left, you saw your boyfriend’s big figure, as he lay on his stomach. you could hear his soft breathing, in and out. seeing him so peaceful made you feel guilty.

because you weren’t feeling so peaceful. seeing steve and his shirtless figure gave you butterflies. god he was sexy. you turned to your side and ran your hand softly up and down his broad back. his skin felt warm under your touch. a mischievous smile suddenly formed on your lips as you thought of the naughtiest plan you could at 3 in the morning.

you made sure steve wasn’t looking towards you, not that it mattered, but his head was turned to the opposite side of the bed. you peeked under the covers to search for his left hand, and carefully lifted it from under the sheets to grasp it under your own. his hand felt heavy in your palm, and you turned it ever so slowly as to not wake him up. you held it under your own left hand and let it run over your stomach to rest on top of your clothed mound.

you lifted the waistband the pair of boxers you wore to bed, (courtesy of steve’s underwear drawer), and slid his hand the rest of the way down. this was downright dirty, and whether steve woke up from this or not didn’t seem to bother you.

with your hand still placed perfectly on top of his, you used his middle finger to pump in and out of your entrance. almost as if you were playing the piano, in this case you were the piano, and your hand was helping to teach him how to play it.

“fuck” you whispered, still acknowledging that he was asleep.

steve was stirring a bit, his legs shifting underneath the blankets.

you suddenly felt the coil in your stomach beginning to form.

steve made a noise in his sleep, but you were too focused on dealing with your own pleasure to notice.

“what are you doing baby?” his hoarse voice whispered to you.

“i woke up and couldn’t go back to sleep, so i thought you’d help me tire out” you whispered back.

“all you had to do was ask” he replied, and you could see his cocky grin in the moonlight.

he removed his fingers for a quick second so he could prop himself up and take care of you the right way. with his right elbow holding him up he focused on your eyes as his middle and ring finger began to go to work.

he pumped them in and out, praising you for being a good girl as he finished you off.

“tell me what you want baby” steve said as he noticed you trying to hold in your moans

“use your words, i know you can”

“faster steve please” you moaned out, staring into his beautiful blue eyes.

he began to work at you faster until you began to come undone beneath him.

“there you go sweetheart, i got you” he praised, as he continued to get you through your high.

steve’s fingers slowed down retreating from your body, and he brought them up to his own mouth. he licked them clean as he fixed your shorts back up. steve pulled you close and snuggled into your body, knowing you were already drifting off.

“i love you honey” you whispered.

“i love you too sweetheart” he whispered back, giving a quick kiss to your forehead as you both fell back asleep in each other’s arms.

@sweeterthanthis sending me a TikTok of the football scene from Top Gun: Maverick just makes me want our fictional men to play a game. Marvel and more. 🔥

SEBASTIAN'S WIFE(READEŔ) BEING A MILF- MILF!READER

oh fuck milf!reader is hot omfg- thank you for this request! i had this in my ask box for a while clearing ask box! your son is 18/19.

dad!sebastian stan x milf!reader

warnings: possessive seb, curse words

summary: something like request^

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i got this same request for chris lmao

milf!reader is like so hot- like your children friends would be gawking you, even flirting as if they actually had a chance! jokes on them you have a husband who is the copy of a greek god

i feel like people mistake you for your kid's sister because it happened okay;

the poor twenty year old boy really thought sebastian was your father, even asking for your number in front of seb and your kids too, sebastian got a little very possessive, making it fully clear that you were his wife by pulling you in for a steamy kiss which earned 'ews' from your children, the young man quickly left as soon as seb shot him his mean 'dad' look. that's hot

sebastian would literally want to strangle some of his son's friends because of the dirty words that came out of their hormonal mouths about his wife, he was pretty sure the only person allowed to have those indecent thoughts were him

it had a point where sebastian couldn't really stand it anymore, he overheard his son's friend once again trying to make conversation with you in the kitchen, asking for water as if he didn't ask a couple of minutes ago, his jaw clenched when he saw the young boy's gaze on your ass when you went over by the tap

sebastian took his cue to enter the kitchen, patting the man's shoulder before going over by you and pulling you flush against his body, leaving fluttery pecks from your jaw go down, 'seb' you giggled trying to pry off your husband to give your son's friend the glass of water

sebastian took the glass from your hand, shoving the water towards the boy before picking you up and throwing you over his shoulder, his rough palm colliding to your ass as he carried you to the bedroom

let's just say dinner with your son's best friend was a little awkward because sebastian made sure you screamed to the top of your lungs as he pleasured your tight sexy body.

Pornhub - JJ Maybank

Pairing- JJ Maybank x Reader

Plot- JJ and reader film a sex tape and the pogues stumble across it.

Warnings- Smut, consensual filming of sex, drinking, language.

(Gif credit to @borninobx )

“Can we film it?” JJ asks, you're situated on all fours with him currently buried deep inside of you. Your moans are cut short when you process what he’s asking.

“It stays between us yeah?” You smile, you didn’t mind filming it. You had before when JJ had to work away for a few weeks and he was ecstatic when you brought it up, he still uses it to get himself off to this day.

You assume he has his phone ready as you feel him thrust once more, his free hand gripping tightly around your waist to steady himself.

Bringing your hands around your back, you place them so his large hands can hold them together as though you're tied up. Your face pressed firmly into the mattress, your moans drowned out by the soft fabric of the duvet as he rams into you.

“JJ- switch” you breathe, you needed to be in charge now. He obliged and places his phone on the bedside table, You can see yourself perfectly in the screen. He lays flat and you straddle his hips, his erect cock sliding inside of you with ease.

The sound of your arousal against his cock causes you to roll your hips into him. One of his hands on your hip and the other around your throat, you bring your hand up to cling onto his wrist that’s around your throat while your other hand is placed slightly behind you, this new position causing his dick to hit your soft spongy sweet spot.

You're definitely over exaggerating your moans for the video but JJ doesn’t mind, his eyes are wild as he watched you ride him. He can feel your walls clenching around his dick with each roll of your hips. Your tits bounce harshly against your skin and he’s pulling himself up from the bed slightly to envelope his mouth around them.

You know you're close but you want to hold out a bit longer, you want to give a show for the camera. It excites you knowing he will go back and watch it when he’s alone and he’ll make himself cum from the sounds you make.

“Fuck JJ I-I’m so close, oh god” you squeal, you begin to grind into him harshly. The feeling of his hip bone jutting against your thigh knowing it will bruise the next day causes you to moan louder.

“Roll your hips baby, fuck me like you hate me” JJ growls, he’s pulling himself up and bringing you with him. He’s seated on the side of the bed with his feet on the ground, this seems to give him more room and strength to thrust up into you.

Your knees are situated on the edge of the bed as you use the mattress to bring yourself up and down on him. His needy hands massaging the skin of your ass as he guides you with him.

“Oh god, yes yes oh fuck” you scream, your orgasm takes over. Your body is tingly and your vision filled with white haze as you continue to rid him. You can feel his dick twitching inside of you as you come down.

“Fuck, Y/N jesus” JJ moans, his lips pressing kisses to your neck as he coats your walls with his cum. You both come to a slow stop as you gather your breath.

“Another one for the collection” you grin, reaching over to press stop on the camera. You push JJ back down onto the mattress and press your lips to his, it’s soft and sweet but so full of love.

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John B was throwing yet another get together at the chateau, it was low key so only the OG group plus Sarah had been invited.

Both you and JJ had only planned on staying for a few drinks as you wanted to head out on the boat early tomorrow morning. But that went down the drain when Sarah rocked up with her dads expensive whiskey, you were taking shots like your life depended on it.

You lay with your head in JJ’s lap as he argues back and forth with Pope over something stupid, you're eyes are closed and you're trying hard not to nod off to sleep. The effects of the alcohol hitting you much harder tonight.

You're so close to slumber when your leg starts to vibrate and your mobile phone begins to ring out, you groan out load and reach into the pocket of your playsuit.

“I’ll be back, it’s mum” you state, leaving a quick kiss to JJ’s cheek you rush out of the house and over towards the trees where it’s a lot quieter.

Back inside, JJ gets up to use the bathroom, Sarah is scrolling through the songs on JJ’s phone and putting the ones she wants next in queue. An idea comes to mind and she decides she wants to spam his phone with photos.

Sarah starts off with taking selfie’s before she calls Kie over and then the rest of the group, they must have taken over 50 stupid photos. On any normal day they wouldn’t do this but because they were shit faced they thought it was the funniest thing in the world.

Sarah goes back into the camera roll to check them out, she doesn’t realise she has swiped too far until the video starts playing and she jumps slightly at the sight on naked people on the phone.

“He saves his porn?” Sarah questions, and both John B and Pope rush back over to check it out. They are all laughing at the fact JJ downloads porn rather than just using pornhub.

“Wait guys” Pope speaks, his eyes focused on the small writing on the female wrists that have now been placed behind her back. “That says P4L” he states, his finger coming over to point at the small tattoo.

This gets Kie’s attention now and everyone’s crowded around the phone, just as John B is about to say something the camera moves and in full naked glory is JJ and Y/N fucking.

“Holy shit” Sarah screams, her hand fumbling with the phone and it falls to the ground. John B reaches down to grab it, his eyes still trained on his best friend going to town on Y/N.

“Why are we still watching?!” Pope yells, he too can’t seem to take his eyes off them. He would be lying if he said this shit could be on pornhub, it was that hot. He definitely would have this saved if it wasn’t his closest friends.

“What are you guys watching?” A voice calls from behind and John B quickly locks the phone sliding it across the bench. Everyone shrugs and quickly disperses.

“Nah nothing mate” John B says, clapping JJ on the back and pulling away from the kitchen where the phone was lying.

You walk back in and take a seat next to Sarah, her eyes widen when she realises who it is and you can’t help but scowl at her behaviour.

“You good?” You ask, she quickly nods and reaches for the bottle of whiskey taking a swift gulp followed by another. Your brows stay creased at her actions and you look over at JJ who also looks very confused as he talks to John B.

JJ pulls away from John B and walks over to his phone as the music dies out, Sarah winces as she realises she must not have put the music in queue properly. All eyes are on JJ as he unlocks his phone, they watch at his brows crease and suddenly the sounds of your moans fill the speakers.

“JJ!” You scream, you jump up so fast you lose your footing and trip over the coffee table. Pope tried to grab you before you hit the floor but he momentarily panics as his mind goes back to the video.

“So who was watching it?” JJ asks, his eyes scanning the room as he walks over to you, he pulls you to your feet and places his hand around your waist.

Your eyes are wide as you realise it wasn’t JJ who had accidentally put the video up, it was one of your friends who went snooping.

“SARAH!” Kie yells out, her hands coming up in defence as she backs off. You look over to Sarah who looks shocked that Kie would rat her out so quickly.

“I’m sorry, I really didn’t mean to! I was taking pictures and I just swiped! I thought it was porn!” Sarah cries, her hands coming up to hide her rosy cheeks. John B takes a seat next to her and squeezes her into his side.

“This is so embarrassing, but it’s okay Sarah” you smile, your cheeks are also tinted red as you look away from the group in embarrassment. You couldn’t believe they had seen JJ ram his dick into you multiple times.

“At least you guys look good, you could sell it on pornhub” John B laughs, earning a punch in the shoulder by JJ.

Can you do a request for the “to love au” when Chris and the reader (she still pregnant) have a argument on a disagreement and Chris starts losing his temper and starts yelling really loud and he wakes up the kids and they are watching them argue and standing in the hall so they couldn’t see them until they see Chris and the reader arguing real close to each other’s face and Marcus and the other older kids gets in the middle of them for them to stop so after all that Chris is most definitely on the couch 💀 . The next morning every thing is weird after the argument and the kids help Chris make it up to the reader. And after that everything is fine and better. You can write this whenever you can 🫶🏽 .

A Caring Husband

Pairing || woc!reader x Chris evans

Summary || Chris breaks his promise to you

Genera || angst, fluff , happy ending

Warnings || mention of pregnancy, yelling,

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Kofi

The last few weeks have been hell for you; your work has been difficult, and communicating with your employees has been complicated because you work from home. Fortunately, your assistant is literally saving your life.

Your babysitter left her job due to a family emergency, your housekeeper asked you to reduce her working hours because her daughter had just given birth to twins, and you completely understand how difficult it is to care for twins. So you didn't say no to her request

Your children are occasionally well-behaved. But you have no idea why when they start school, they turn into total assholes and devils.

Your older two children are much easier to manage. Not your youngest children, who have been disrespectful and mischievous. They are always getting into fights with each other , pranking, or simply yelling at each other .

Alicia is the most difficult of them all. All she wants is her daddy to play with her, to nap with her, to do her hair, to feed her, and even change her. She prefers him over you.

You know she didn't act like this with her babysitter, and you have no idea why she’s giving you this attitude; it’s taking a tool on you to deal with her tantrums.

Thankfully, Chris has promised that once he has finalized his interviews and premieres, he will be available 24/7 to assist you. He will also take a break until you give birth to Layla, find a new babysitter, and everything will return to normal.

You're sitting on the couch, waiting for Chris to join you in watching a movie; it's been a long time since you two have had a night alone. Normally, you would go on a date night once every two weeks, sometimes staying at a hotel and returning the next morning, and other times simply going home and sleeping. This has been your tradition for the past twenty years.

“Alicia drifted off as soon as her head hit the pillow," Chris said as he came downstairs and sat beside you on the couch, taking your feet and propping them up in this lap, he began digging his thumbs into the sole of your left foot, switching between your feet every few seconds.

"Why is my assistant calling me about the new movie you accepted, Chris?" You were furious because he said he wouldn't take another movie and then did it anyway.

"I was going to tell you about it, the Russo brothers asked me and I couldn't say no," he said as he smiled at you.

"Are you serious right now?" You're going to smash his gorgeous head into something.

"It's a big film. I couldn't simply say no," he tries to persuade you

"Chris, we agreed on this, you're supposed to be here with me, I can't do it all by myself?" You slightly raised your voice. The film is currently forgotten.

"We have a housekeeper and we will get a new babysitter to help us, there's no need to worry," he explained, becoming increasingly agitated. Despite his desire to stay with you and the kids, he couldn't say no to the Russo brothers, the biggest movie directors.

"We don't have time to search for a new babysister!!! Chris, I want you here with me these are your children as well!" You clearly expressed your displeasure with him by raising your voice.

"I didn't say they weren't," he exclaimed as he rose from the couch.

“I need someone to assist me around the house, i’m fucking pregnant and I’m working and your kids are difficult to manage on my own." You yelled at him, and you didn't care if your voice was too loud and woke up the kids.

"I'll call Mom to help you around the house."

Now you're both standing up and yelling at each other, oblivious to the pairs of eyes staring at you from the stairs.

"I don't want your fucking mother to help me!!" you came even closer to him.

“You’re being ridiculous right now!!”

"You said you'd help me!! Actually no, you're not helping me; you promised to be responsible for your kids as well; I can't do everything by myself, and I refuse to."

“Then don’t!” he screamed at you.

Before you could respond, a voice interpreted you “Mom, dad... what's going on? You guys woke us up"

You look at Marcus standing away from you, behind him a sleepy looking Marlyn, Alicia standing beside her sister holding her favourite blanket looking at her daddy.

You were angry and upset, and you knew that whatever came out of your mouth would be cruel as hell. You decided enough was enough tonight, and you glared at Chris, saying, "Enjoy your night on the couch."

He just sighed back, you took your kids up with you, comforting them and putting them to sleep, Marlyn decided to sleep with you, it's been her thing since she was a child to sleep with you whenever her father travels, you thought she'd grow out of it, but no, she's fifteen and still sleeps with you.

What you don't know is that Marcus has returned downstairs to his father. "I'm not saying this because mom is my favorite, but she's really tired," he explained.

"I know, I want to be here with her, but... god," Chris sighed.

“She’s doesn’t want you to be just here, she actually needs your help dad, Marlyn and I are trying to help as much as we can but there’s so little of what we can do, we have our practices and school work. The twins been a nightmare. And Mrs.smith is getting old and she can’t clean this mansion by herself and you know mom doesn’t have the heart to let her go”

He stopped for a bit before continuing “and don’t get me started on Alicia” he said with an eye roll which made Chris laugh.

“Dad, we actually needs you with us, we have been excited for you to take a break and be with us” he stood up “we love you dad and we miss you, good night” He hugged his dad and went upstairs to his room.

Chris lay comfortably on the couch, he didn’t think his kids felt he was never around, which was not what he wanted to happen ever. His own wife is getting tired and depressed. He felt like a jerk his own family felt neglected by him.

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Chris woke up early the next morning to call his manager to see if they could postpone the filming for a few months, and if not, he didn't want to star in it due to family issues.

He is certain that if he truly meant to be in this film, they will go to any length to accommodate him, and if not, it is their loss, not his.

He showered and dressed, then woke the kids up, dressed them, and began preparing breakfast for them.

You were still sleeping, not even moving when he entered the room or even when he woke up Marlyn, clearly exhausted. You haven't gotten a good night's sleep since you got pregnant

You finally woke up later, looking at the clock beside you that read nine a.m., you jumped out of bed quickly and went outside, thinking no one had woken up your kids for school.

You were surprised to find Chris sitting on the couch watching television, and there was no sign for your children.

“Where’s the kids?” You asked.

“The driver took them to their school” he replied.

"Who made them breakfast?" You asked again, surprised that no one had woken you up and even more surprised that you hadn't woken up on your own.

"I did," he said as he stood up in front of you, "I talked to my agent."

“About?” You went to the kitchen, and he followed you, and you started drinking a cup of coffee.

"I asked them to postpone the movie," he said quietly for a moment, then continued, "look y/n I'm sorry, I really am, I didn't realize how much you had been worked up, and I promise I'll be here, I talked to my agent for a break, and I won't do anything other than be here for you and be responsible and do whatever falls on me”

You sighed and turned to face him, "I don't want to be the person who prevents you from pursuing your dream, but sometimes I need you here with me, Chris, we've got six kids and one on the way, we have to work as a team for this to work or else what the point?"

"I know, baby, I'm sorry; I promise I'll be here with you starting today," he said, giving you a sweet loving kiss to express his regret for putting you through all of this.

He broke the kiss minute "stay right here" he left the kitchen and returned with a large orange bag from the famous high brand you adore.

"To prove to you how sorry i’m," he hands you the bag. You smiled at him; whenever you get mad at him, he always gets you a gift to show how grateful and sorry he is.

You opened it to see the new Louis Vuitton bag in your favorite color, you remembered asking your daughter about it.

“Marlyn helped you?” You asked.

"The only thing she did was send me a picture of the bag and said, 'this is what she wants,' and that was pretty much it," you both laughed at your daughter.

"Thank you baby and I'm sorry I was mean to you last night," you said as you hugged him.

"Oh, it's all right. I know you'll make it up to me since the kids aren't here," he winked at you.

"Don't get your hopes up, honey," you said as you kissed him and carried the bag to your room, and he followed you to get what he wanted.

Angsts: - vinnie thinking he doesn't deserve you and so breaks up with you and you two are both breaking so so bad - you two love each other but one gets scared because they're getting really attached and starts to sleep around - you broke up some months before for jealousy and stupid shit. You see him again but it's really angsty because one of you has a new partner or something I'll think of others -😇

Author: the fic from yesterday really hit me lol

Warnings: angst and smut

Songs recommendation: moral of the story, stay - rihanna, daddy issues, best part - h.e.r, figures- jessie reyez, forever - labirinth

Everyone had told him love was hard, it wasn’t always easy, it took time, patience, strenght and will. But no one had ever mentioned how scary it could be. No book had ever talked about the feeling of fear he was constantly feeling, he felt lost, scared, lonely. Every time you were around his heart filled with joy but then when you were gone he was left alone with his intrusive thoughts which always managed to break his heart and twist his mind. He didn’t have the courage to tell you what was actually happening inside his mind, all you could see was him slowly pushing you away, distancing himself from you and it hurt you so bad because you didn’t understand where it went wrong. You remembered you used to hang out together so much, the boys always making fun of you two, but you didn’t care because you simply enjoyed each other’s company, he always blushed whenever the boys mentioned your name, you both showered each other with compliments and gifts, he had managed to give love another chance, he introduced you to his fanbase, he dried your tears and medicated your bruises whenever you got hurt, you did his make up and held him when he had his panic attacks which didn’t happen as much as they used to. All seemed to go just fine but then one morning he woke up scared, afraid you weren’t going to stay forever as you had promised, afraid you would’ve learnt to hate his flaws, afraid you would’ve stopped loving him one day. The last couple weeks had been the worst of your nine months, you were constantly fighting, screaming, yelling, attacking and accusing each other. It was physically exhausting. All of his insecurities came out all at once and you didn’t know why it was all happening in that moment, what did you do to lose his trust? He became more closed and rarely spoke to you about anything personal. He’d get extremely jealous out of nowhere and accuse you of cheating, just to make up with love the night. The first few times were fine, you thought everything was going back to normal and he’d overcome his fears. But it did’t happen. Make up love turned into angry and emotionless sex, you’d fuck and then he’d leave in the middle of the night, you’d wake up looking for him in the bed and just sense the void next you. His insecurities slowly becoming yours as you lost trust in him too. Maybe he was cheating? You’d have never thought that of him but there weren’t many other options. One day you decided you had enough of this, enough of crying all day, of hearing him yelling at you, of pushing you away. You needed to sort this out, one way or another.

“I swear bro, he jumped and immediately fell down.” you heard Troy laugh and it caused a small smile from Vinnie, you hadn’t seen him smile in ages. What all of this turned into? As you stepped in the room, Troy’s eyes were on you, you definetely weren’t at your best since you weren’t used to sleep without Vinnie, who had decided that he liked sleeping in his bed by himself was better. You were wearing the last and only clothing item of Vinnie’s that you had left: a big sweater and although you weren’t as small and skinny as the other girls in LA from the big platforms, it still looked huge on you. Troy moved his chin at you, making Vinnie turn around. He felt his heart drop to his stomach when he saw you there, wearing his clothes that, to him, looked so much better on you and with those empty, puffy eyes of yours. 

“Can we talk, please?” your tone was broken and you didn’t even dare to look at him in the eyes. Before he could answer, Troy stood up and left the room. You stood there for a little longer, you weren’t even sure you could sit next to him anymore. He patted on the seat next to his as he scooted over. You sat down as he fixed his beanie on his head and looked outside. You had never felt more disgusting and bad about yourself, you felt used, broken. A few seconds went by without any of you speaking, just listening to the neighbour horrible taste in music.

“Vin... Look at me please...- you tried to get him to turn around which he weirdly did. - Talk to me, what is happening? Why are you acting so weird? W-was it me? Did I do something wrong? I just miss you, us...” you murmured confused as he tried to avoid the eye contact as much as possible because he couldn’t bear the look on your face, you looked destroyed, strenghtless, clueless and immensely sad. He didn’t even know what to say because you weren’t problem, he thought he had overcome he monsters from his past but they were still there, ready to push him down, to hurt him and they were winning.

“I-I just feel different... I don’t know.” you could tell he wasn’t telling you the truth, he was lying straight to your face and you saw it happening right in front of you. You dried a tear that slip from your eyes, he was holding back. He wanted to just hug you and never let go of you but part of him wouldn’t let him, he was tired of fighting against himself, he knew he waìould’ve always felt this way and he couldn’t bear with it any longer. “Don’t lie to me, Vinnie, please... I’m here for and with you, be honest.” you weren’t going to give up. You moved closer to him, your hands cupping his face as his eyes started to water. He didn’t want to let you go but he knew he should’ve. You were so good to him, he didn’t deserve you. He sighed and looked at you, you still managed to feel those damned butterflies no matter how much he hurt you. You were still madly in love with you.

“I love y-” he shushed you before you could finish, kissing you. He didn’t deserve to hear you saying that. You should have turned him down, pushed him away. But the kiss was so needy and hungry, you couldn’t bring yourself to pull away. Your hands found their way behind his neck, his on your hips as you straddled his lap. Anyone could have walked in on you, but in that moment neither of you cared one bit, not when you had been so touch starved for so long. His hands caressed your bare thighs, you had told him how many issues you had with your body. You always felt ten steps behind the pretty girls that got everyone’s attention, but he didn’t laugh at you or make fun of you, he simply venerated you as a goddess, kissed your body, every inch of it, made you feel as if you were the only girl in the world. The kiss slowly turned in a more heated make out session, he caressed the skin of your stomach which you’d always tried to hide from him and anyone else, not being as flat as society wanted. Once you couldn’t wear a bikini for a whole week due to the excess of hickey on it, you hated and loved him at the same time. He pushed his hoodie off of you for a second and exposed your naked chest, his lips immediately connecting with your bare nipples, as you let out soft moans and whispers, he hadn’t made love to you in ages.

“Vinnie...” his name rolled out of your mouth so sweetly that he felt chills rolled down his spine. He pulled away from your chest, leaving a small hickey on your left boob and going back to kissing you. You fumbled with his belt and pants and he helped you out by lifting his hips. You had missed his touch so much, it wasn’t like the other times, this was different, it felt different. He let go of you for a second just so you could get rid of your shorts and then straddle his lap again. His eyes were so lovely yet lustful, his heart filled with joy every time your lips met. His fingers worked their way down in your panties as he traced the skin of your neck. “Are you sure?” He mumbled against your ear and you nodded as he pushed your panties to the side. Your hands pushed down his boxer and as you were about to sink down, his fingers grabbed your chin and made you look at him. Your eyes met once again as you made love to each other. He filled you up so nicely, a soft smile appearing on your face, as your forehead pressed against his as you moved up and down. Moans and whimpers falling off your lips, they were the most beautiful sounds in the world to you two. His hands grabbed your waist and his lips connected to yours in a slow and delicate kiss. You pulled away, whining against his shoulder.

“Fuck... I love you, Vinnie...” you murmured staring into his eyes, he turned his face away but you grabbed it. “I really love you, Vinnie... You’re the only one to me.” He bit his bottom lip and you kissed him once again. You didn’t feel the urge to rush things, it wasn’t rough, quick, emotionless, hurtful. It was pure, simple love, something that could last one minute but it’d feel like an eternity. You felt your cheeks wet so you opened your eyes to see him tear up. You slowed your movements worried, but he kept thrusting up. You didn’t know if it was because of you or not. He had changed a lot recently and he was shutting you out, you just wanted to be there for him, no matter what.

“Are you ok-?” He shushed your words once again by crashing his lips against yours. You kissed him back, pulling the roots of his hair and gaining a couple of grunts. His thrusts became slower and deeper, both of you closer to your high. You let go of his lips just to pick up the pace, your faces still close as you stared at him and he tried his best to keep his eyes off your face. Something felt off. You came undone a few seconds later, both of you still wearing most of your clothes except for your underwear. Your lips looked for his but he pulled away, slipping out of you. It broken your heart, it genuinely ripped it into two halves.

“I’m sorry... This is over...” he murmured and got dressed. You were left speechless and heartbroken, you couldn’t even process what he had just told you. You frowned and looked up at him who was picking up his phone from the couch, you covered yourself with the hoodie as he walked out of the room and you slowly processed the whole thing. Did he genuinely break up with you after making love to you? Did he seriously just do that? You were pulled out of your trance by the sound of a door being slammed so you put your shorts back on and followed him. 

“Where is he?” you asked Jordan and Jeffrey who pointed at the front door. There he was standing next to his friends, a skate in his hands. You felt anger rush in your blood, he had just broken up with you and it was wise and normal for him to just go skate? As if he didn’t just break your heart after physically and mentally draining you. Oh boy was he wrong. He wasn’t facing you so you walked up to him and before any of his friends could warn him of your presence you pushed him. He swore and turned around pretty pissed off.

“What the fuck man? Like seriously, what the fuck is wrong with you? You think what you just did is cool? Was it a joke for you? Wait, were nine fucking months a whole joke? Were you just bored? Because it sure looks like it. I have tried my best to make you happy, Vinnie, I really have. I don’t regret anything and I wouldn’t be mad at you if you had just told me the truth, but fact is that you’ve been lying to my fucking face for the past two weeks, Vinnie. And we all know that. So no, don’t expect me to forget it all. Don’t expect me to accept your poor excuses for breaking up with me after making fucking love to me.” tears started rolling down your cheeks as you yelled at whom you thought was the love of your life but who had just decided to ruin everything you had built together with no explanation. Everyone around you stepped back as Vinnie tried his best to keep his cool but you were really trying to push all of his buttons.

“It wasn’t a joke to me and you know that, y/n... We aren’t meant to be.” you were so sick of his pity excuses, of his lies. He wasn’t the person you had fallen in love with nine months prior, he wasn’t who he used to be, he wasn’t the same old Vinnie, you didn’t know the man in front of you, you didn’t recognize him anymore. You dried some of your tears just because they obscured your view and shook your head. Lies, lies, lies...

“This is just bullshit. You are not the man I thought I loved, you are just a stranger right now to me, I don’t know you anymore. What happened to my Vinnie? Where did he go? Why can’t you just talk to me? I love you, Vinnie and there’s literally nothing that could bring me away from you even if you wanted me to.” you were essentially begging him, no matter how pathetic you must’ve sounded, you had never felt such a pain in your whole life. You could feel your heart slowly breaking into million pieces as he kept staring at the wall behind you, he couldn’t even look at you. He knew he couldn’t tell you what was actually happening because you would’ve convinced him otherwise but he knew he was doing the right thing for you. So he had to try a different approach.

“I cheated, okay? I cheated on you.” he blurted out and you took a step away, shaking your head, not believing him. “No, you didn’t. Stop pushing me away!” he would have never cheated on you, he knew how horrible someone felt after finding out they had been cheated on, he knew that from his past experiences, he would have never. You attempted to see if he was lying by looking at his eyes, but they were empty, no emotion.

“Yes, I did! You know when we went to Ben’s party and I disappeared for two hours? Well you should’ve suspected me, while you played beer pong with Maddy I was fucking some other girl. You wanna know why? Because I don’t love you anymore, y/n, get it inside your head! We are not meant to be together and you begging me to stay is just pathetic.” at this point you couldn’t stop the flood of tears streaming down your face. The spite, the hate, the disgust in his voice just gave you the coup de grace. Your whole world started falling apart, anything you believed in turned out to be a lie and everything began to spin around. You took two steps away from him, his breathing uneven as he held back tears, his words full of lies but the roughness of his voice had convinced you. He wanted to stop feeling everything, he wanted to feel nothing. Your mouth feel agape as you tried to find the right words, but you were speechless.

“You are a fucking piece of shit, Vinnie. Because I fucking know you didn’t cheat on me but the fact that you want be to believe you did is even worst. Go fuck yourself! I fucking hate you, Vinnie Hacker, I should have just cheated on you like the other girls.” you raised your voice pointing a finger at him. You left without even thinking about it twice, slamming the door behind you, calling Maddy to come and pick you up. Tears blocking your view but you still recognized her car when she pulled over and you hopped in her car without looking behind. Vinnie broke down the second you left the house, knowing he had lost you for good. He threw his skate against the wall, it broke and fell on the ground. His wails of pain were so loud even the neighboor could hear them. Shane hugged him as he bawled his eyes out. None of them dared to speak, all you could hear was his heartbroken cries. His heart actually felt broken, physically speaking, he was left breathless. Your words had pushed him over the edge and he realized how much he had hurt you. You would have never said those things if he hadn’t pressured you to do so.

You both lied in pain in someone’s bed and arms, as they gently stroked your hair but their touch wasn’t even close to each other’s. You felt dirty, used, uselessm stupid. He felt tired, sick, repugnant. He would’ve rathered feel all the physical pain in the world than feel this excruciating ache, and so did you. Everything had lost sense without him, you didn’t even have the strenght to stand up nor to smile. He felt lost, hopeless, lonely. Without you next to him nothing really mattered, the memory of you would have haunted his dreams forever and his would’ve become the reason of your nightmares.  Something in the way you move makes me feel like I can't live without you, it takes me all the way...

halloween party

she/her pronouns

summary: vinnie and y/n finally let the sexual tension get the best of them

warnings: smut, dirty talk, getting fucked while looking in the mirror (and filming a tik tok), fluff, swear words, drinking

y/n sat on her phone scrolling through tik tok when a ding made her eyes look towards the top. 

vincent: u tryna match for the halloween party or what?

y/n: what u wanna be?

vinnie: idk look on spirit or we can go

y/n: come pick me up

y/n got out of bed, slipping on her converse and fixing her hair. the hype house was throwing a halloween party this year and y/n was invited. 

she adored everything about halloween and was beyond stoked for the party. 

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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.

Masterlist

"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.

-

"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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