Mom Life Masterlist - Jax Teller

A Place To Call Home

Summary: The reader isn’t thrilled to be going to yet another foster home and is simply looking to get by until she’s an adult. Only her new family isn’t going to let her give up so easy…

Pairing: Jensen x foster daughter!reader

Word Count: 139K (individual counts in parts)

Warnings: language, angst

A/N #1: The reader is 16-17 years old for this series. This series is complete! <3

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4

Bad Night Timestamp

The Boyfriend Timestamp

Uncle Jared Timestamp 

Vacation Timestamp

The Video & The House Timestamp

Home Timestamp

Christmas Vacation Timestamp

Father’s Day Timestamp

Dark Roads Timestamp

TJ’s Talk Timestamp

Adoption Day Timestamp

Oh Baby Timestamp

Jensen’s Day Timestamp

Halloween Timestamp

Dads Timestamp

First Summer Timestamp

Dark Nights Timestamp

A/N #2: A very special thank you to @aomi-nabi for creating this aesthetic!

Architecture academia vibes

MASTERLIST

♡ - my favs

Tom Hiddleston:

Single Dad!Tom Part 1 ♡

Single Dad!Tom Part 2

Sex with Tom

Dating Tom with an age gap ♡

Being in a relationship with Tom

Tom falls for his interviewer ♡

LOKI IS NOT A VILLAIN

Tom Holland

Exam stress

Mob!Tom finds out his SO wears glasses

Tom dating a singer

Mob!Tom having a shy SO

Mob!Tom being reunited with his girl

Tom having to look after a drunk girlfriend ♡

Dad!Tom cooking dinner with his kid

Mob!Tom’s girl is taken

Tom can’t bring himself to confess his love for you ♡

All you need is a hug from Tom ♡

Tom drunkenly reveals his true feelings

Tom’s son loves dressing up as spiderman

Mob!Tom with a short gf

Sebastian Stan

Seb gets caught up in a tv show you’re watching

Sleepy Seb ♡

Peter Parker

Peter’s nicknames for his SO ♡

Peter with a nervous/shy SO

Thor

Thor’s been avoiding you

Loki

Being Dr.Strange’s daughter and dating Loki

Other

Miles Kane - Colour of the trap

Fɪᴄ Lɪsᴛs

lists of my favourite tom holland fanfics arranged according to topic (this post is still being updated - I am hoping to post a new fic list every day or two)

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Famous!Reader

Dad!Tom

CEO!Tom

Enemies To Lovers

Friends To Lovers

Angst

Mob!Tom

Friends With Benefits

Singer!Reader

Peter Parker Favourites

Bodyguard!Tom

Teacher!Tom

Social Media Fics

Fake Dating

Sub!Tom

Frat!Tom

Boxer!Tom

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Mini Fic Lists (Requested)

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message me if you need help finding a lost fic ✌︎︎

Masterlist

Who I write for-

Joel Farabee

Nolan Patrick

Matthew Tkachuk

Mat Barzal

Anthony Beauvillier

Carter Hart

Travis Konecny

Tyler Seguin

Brock Boeser

Pierre-Luc Dubois

Jamie Oleksiak

Tyson Foerster (Will not do smut for him)

This list is subject to change. I am comfortable writing angst, fluff, smut, but will not write about Sexual Assault.

Here you can find a list of all my fics! They are organized by player. Hope you enjoy them!

Joel Farabee

Till the End of Time (Contains smut. Minors DNI)

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Nolan Patrick

Say it to me softly(Contains smut. Minors DNI)

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Guess I always knew

Mat Barzal

Ashes and Wine (Contains smut minors DNI)

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Matthew Tkachuk

All good boys go to Heaven, but bad boys bring Heaven to you. (Contains Smut. Minors DNI)

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Carter Hart

Take me by the hand

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Pierre-Luc Dubois

I can be your Sugar(Contains Smut. Minors DNI)

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Tyler Seguin

The second time you fall in Love

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Request form/Prompt list

Running In Circles - Chapter 3

Word Count: 1,854

Characters: Female Reader Rossi Character, Aaron Hotchner, David Rossi, Derek Morgan, Spencer Reid, Jennifer “JJ”Jareau, Emily Prentiss, Penelope Garcia

Story Description: (Y/N) Rossi is following in her father’s footsteps by joining the BAU team as a profiler. The girl genius knew almost everything but she could have never predicted falling for Aaron Hotchner, her boss and her father’s friend. in their world mutual feelings are not enough to push them together. Will all the adversities and obstacles they face pull them together or push them apart forever?

*DISCLAIMER* I do not own in any way Criminal Minds, all credits of the pre-established characters, script, and storyline belong to Jeff Davis and CBS Network. The only thing I own is Arden Rossi, any upcoming characters, and her storyline, as well as her effects in the others’ story line.

Chapter: 3/?

A/N: This is a short one. Just fully domestic fluff and it makes me very happy, but letting ya’ll know this happiness will be kinda short lived. If you enjoy my writing I’ll also be posting them in AO3 and Wattpad along with other stories (I also hope to start taking requests if ya’ll want) Hope you enjoy and all constructive criticism is encouraged.

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Chapter 3

“Okay, buddy, let’s see.” I looked at the instructions in my hands from the fort kit I had purchased. It seemed simple enough and something Jack would enjoy inmmensly. “Let’s do this.”

“Yeah!” Jack exclaimed. Hotch laughed from the kitchen, insisting he had to at least cook some dinner. In the oven were the batch of brownies I had put in 10 minutes ago. It took about 30 minutes to finish the fort and the look on Jack’s face was priceless. Then he spent 10 minutes perusing my movie collection until he finally landed on Toy Story, once again. 

“Well, dinner’s ready,” Hotch announced, bringing a tray with three plates of spaghetti to the fort.

“Daddy, daddy! Look at the fort!” Jack jumped up and down. It was a simple square base, big enough for three people and a triangle top. We covered it with thin sheets and hung wire twinkle lights on the top. Jack had run to my linen closet and gotten a thick comforter to lay on the floor, as well as most of the pillow that laid on my couch. He also arranged a couple of his plush toys in there to keep us company, as he put it. 

“I see it, buddy. It looks great!” Hotch smiled brightly. “Now, what do we say?”

“Thank you, (Y/N)!”

“No problem, little man,” I smiled. “How about you invite your dad inside so we can eat some spaghetti?”

“Yes! Come on, dad!”

Hotch sat down next to me and passed a plate to Jack and me, putting a napkin on his son’s collar. The small kid smiled at his dad and dug into his plate without another thought, the sound of the movie filling in the background. 

“You know,” I mused. “It was pretty bold of you to cook spaghetti for an Italian.”

“Right,” he chuckled. “Well, I hope it’s good.”

I smiled and took a bite of the noodles. Hotch stared expectantly to see if he passed the Italian test. I chewed slowly, dragging the process along, until finally giving him a thumbs up. Hotch sighed and smiled before digging into his own plate.

After finishing the pasta, I took the three plates to the kitchen and served three plates of brownie with ice cream for me and the Hotchner duo. When those plates were empty, Jack laid his head on my lap and his feet on his dad’s and watched the movie. An hour and a half later, the blonde boy was softly snoring and peacefully sleeping.

“Looks like the little man ran out of juice,” I said as I ran my hand through his soft hair. “I think we should take him up to the guest room.”

Hotch softly placed his hand under Jack’s arms and carried him up the stairs to the first door on the right, careful not to wake the tired child. I pulled the sheets away and Hotch laid the kid on the bed. I left the room to let Hotch change Jack into his pajamas and went downstairs to clean up and pack away the fort for Jack to take home.

“Thank you, (Y/N),” I jumped at the sound of Hotch’s voice and he laughed. “Sorry, didn’t mean to startle you.”

“It’s okay, and don’t mention it.” I sat down next to him on the island. “Whatever you need, seriously, I’m here.”

He smiled and engulfed me in a hug; time slowed down. For a moment, just for a moment, it was only us. There was no hurting, no unspoken emotions, nothing. I breathed in his scent and took in the warmth coming from the closeness of his body to mine. He relaxed into me and let himself be human for a change. 

All good things come to an end.

“Well, it’s getting late,” I said breaking the hug and clearing my throat. “Um, there’s towels in the guest bedroom closet and extra blankets just in case it gets too cold during the night.”

“Great, I’ll see you in the morning, then. Good night, (y/n).”

“Good night, Hotch.” I smiled and waited for his figure to disappear in the stairs before opening the doors leading to my backyard. I breathed in deeply and tried to easy my heartbeat.

“What are you doing, (Y/N)?” I whispered to myself.

I spent the night tossing and turning, trying my best to not think that the man I liked was sleeping just a hallway away. Before I knew it, the sun was peeking in through my bedroom window, announcing that I had wasted a whole night of sleep inside my head. 

So, I got up and went downstairs to work on breakfast. Eggs, bacon, pancakes, toast, the works. I put a pot of coffee to brew and took out some toppings for the pancakes. As I was finishing with the bacon, I heard tiny feet running down the staircase.

“Morning, (Y/N)!” Jack exclaimed, hugging my waist since it was as high as he could reach. 

“Hey, little man,” I said ruffling his hair. “Wanna help me set the table?”

He nodded and grabbed the forks I was holding, placing them rapidly next to the three plates that were already on the round table.

“Jack, where’s dad?” I questioned.

“He’s still sleeping.” He shrugged.

“I have an idea, little man. How about we wake him up with some silly string?”

“What’s silly string?” My mouth dropped. I headed to the hallway closet and took out two cans of silly string.

“This, buddy, is silly string,” I presented the can. “You press the button here down and string comes out.”

“Like this?” Jack asked as a string of green plastic was expelled from the can. He shrieked gleefully and his excitement grew as he saw the grin on my face.

“Just like that, bud. Let’s go wake up dad.” 

He nodded excitedly and we walked up the stairs quietly. Once we reached the door, I turned the doorknob slowly and instructed Jack to go jump on the bed to surprise his dad. He smiled at me and when the door was completely open, he ran up to the bed and jumped.

When Hotch’s eyes shot open, Jack and I pressed the cans and shot silly string all over Hotch.

“Good morning, daddy!” Jack screamed as he flung the can around. Definitely a mess I’d have to clean later but very worth it at the moment.

“Morning, Jack!” The older man said as he brought his kid down tickling him slightly. “Is it safe to assume this was your idea, (Y/N)?”

“Yes, sir. It is,” I responded between laughs. “We have a very strict protocol in this household when it comes to wake up calls.” 

“That’s a very effective wake up call.” Hotch smiled.

“Well, now that we’re all up, we can eat some breakfast,” I said. “There’s some chocolate chip pancakes for you, little man.”

“Yes!” He excitedly left the room and ran downstairs.

“And there’s coffee, too.” I smiled and Hotch got up to join us downstairs.

“(Y/N), thank you.” Hotch said as he stood on the doorstep ready to go home. “This is exactly what Jack and I needed, and I have no idea how I’ll ever be able to make it up to you.”

“Hotch, there’s absolutely no need.” I laid a hand on his arm, giving it a squeeze for reassurance. “I meant it when I said I’d always be here for you both. Whatever it is you need.”

Hotch smiled and left with an ‘I’ll see you at work’, and a Jack frantically waving from the backseat.

And that’s how our sleepovers started. Most of the times we had days off Hotch would come over and we’d build a fort with Jack and watch movies or played games. On hot days, we’d play around in the pool. Sometimes with the squad, but more often than not, just the three of us. If ever he needed it, I would take care of Jack so he could have a day to himself. These nights were happening so often, I transformed one of the guest rooms into a room for Jack. Hotch started leaving some of Jack’s clothes and toys. My house started becoming a second home for the Hotchner boys.

Slowly we grew closer and closer as friends, even if I wanted more. His friendship was too important for me to lose what we already had.

Back at work, it was business as usual. The team was none the wiser, but they could see that our relationship had gotten closer. JJ would always give me a smirk when she saw us hugging in his office, Derek would wiggle his eyebrows at me, and Penelope would silently squeal and flail her arms whenever she saw us in proximity.

Today was no different. Reid, Emily, Derek, and I were in the briefing room each stirring their wanted sugars and creams into the coffees I had brought in the morning. Reid quickly examining the box of donuts I had also brought along to pick the best one.

“Come on, baby girl,” Derek chuckled. “What’s going on between you and the boss man?”

“Well, Derek, if you must know,” I played along. The trio closed in as I pretended to look around for any eavesdropping ears. “Absolutely nothing. We’re just friends.”

“Come on, (Y/N),” Emily responded annoyed. “There has to be something. Friends don’t look at each other the way you both do.”

“My dearest Emily, I’m serious. I’ve just tried to be there for him in these very difficult times.” I sipped my coffee. “And I very much enjoy Jack’s company.”

“You know,” Spencer chimed in. “Oxytocin and dopamine, which are often referred to as the love hormones, affect pupil size. The brain gets a surge of these chemicals when you’re sexually or romantically attracted to someone. This boost of hormones causes pupils to dilate. So, really, if we wanted to know if something was happening all we have to do is pay attention to their eyes.”

“Thank you, Spence.” I laughed. “Now I’m gonna have to use sunglasses everywhere.”

“So that means there is something to look out for!” Emily chirped.

“No,” I cleared my throat. “It means that I don’t want to be stared at all the time by profilers, thank you very much.”

“Whatever you say, (Y/N), whatever you say.” Emily laughed.

After that, playful side eyes and nudges were implemented to our daily routine. They’d smirk whenever Hotch praised me and stared whenever he was even remotely close to me. At first it was funny, but it made me extremely nervous to think that Hotch could catch on. Although, it had been a couple of months with this behavior and thankfully, the unit chief had yet to figure it out, as oblivious to our teammates’ behavior as he was to my feelings for him.

Our friendship continued to flourish and strengthen as I pushed my feelings down in an effort to forget about them. It did not do me any good but, if this was the only way to keep him close, I would endure it.

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Tag: @ssamorganhotchner

Infatuation {a.h.} (18+)

Summary: You needed a job. Aaron Hotchner needed a babysitter. The rest was inevitable 

Rating: 18+!! (NSFW there is explicit language and smut so minors, dni!)

Pairing: y/n x au aaron hotchner

wattpad link!

Chapter 1 

Chapter 2

Chapter 3 

Chapter 4 

Chapter 5 

Chapter 6 

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11 

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14 

Chapter 15 

Chapter 16

Chapter 17

Chapter 18

Chapter 19

Chapter 20

Chapter 21

I’m still getting used to the whole tumblr formatting thing so bear with me as I try to post these chapters 

I hope 2024 sets you down gently in the long grass and picks you flowers. I hope 2024 is a sigh of relief. I hope 2024 makes your loneliness dwindle. I hope 2024 kisses you on the forehead. I hope she is caring and kind and thoughtful. I hope she leads to better things

.ೃ࿐ 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐒𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐫 𝐏.𝟏?

𝙋𝙚𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙋𝙖𝙧𝙠𝙚𝙧 𝙭 𝙒𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙎𝙤𝙡𝙙𝙞𝙚𝙧! 𝙍𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧

𝙎𝙪𝙢𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙮: A girl turned to a machine is now being helped out by Bucky Barnes himself.

𝙒𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝘾𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙩: 3.6k

𝙎𝙚𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙙 𝙋𝙖𝙧𝙩! (𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐒𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐫 𝐏.𝟐)

Everyone hid behind cars as more shots were fired towards them. This mission seemd to be one of the most complicated and controversial mission they had probably faced. S.h.i.e.l.d had wanted this girl dead. But no one in the avengers had agreed to that.

This girl was a mass murderer at seventeen, she'd been the reason to many murders and shootings for the past eight years. Thinking about that, she was only nine when she started and did her first ever shooting.

Tony flew in his suit over the bridge they were on, looking down at the girl. She was quick and turned, looking upwards. Pointing the gun and in a quick second loaded it, sending a bullet through the air towards Tony. This gun she had was small. But she had a bigger one attached to her waist.

"Woah, guys, this girl knows what she's doing." Tony commented as he flew away from getting hit as the girl keept on shooting shots towards him.

"We can see that Tony." Natasha told him, annoyed. She knew what it was like being take at a young age and used to killing. But this girl, she was even younger than she'd been.

"What are we gonna do? We have to capture her." Steve said over the radio. Bucky eyed the young girl who was violently shooting at Tony, police and now reloading the gun. He knew who she was, he remembered her from hydra. But then, she was just a little kid. A little girl who had no idea what was to happen.

"You know what, we have to get her in." Steve then said as there was no answer and ran up towards the girl. She had abandoned the smaller gun shed used for most of the fight. Going over to the bigger one attached to the waist.

Steve ran fast towards her, planning on taking her by surprise but it seemd she had a seventh sense of a kind. She was quick to turn around. The look she gave Steve reminded him of when he saw Bucky for the first time since the forties. It was cold, only showing that she was out for one thing. Blood getting spilled and just completing her mission. To kill the avengers.

"Come on, if you wanna fight then do it without that." Steve told the girl who was going for the bigger gun. She tilted her head and if she was not wearing a mask over her mouth, Steve were to see her smirk at him. She immediately unattached the gun and threw it to the side.

"I always finish my missions." The girl cold voice spoke as she just stood, waiting for Steve to strike first, which he did.

The two fought. It was a big shock to everyone that a seventeen year old girl could match Steve. Natasha took her time to leap over towards Bucky who was still hiding behind a car. They all decided to do that as none of them were fond of getting killed.

"You know how to stop her." Natasha told as she looked at Bucky, knowing she herself or none of the others were to know how to handle the girl. "You and Wanda both know how it's to be at Hydra. Use that and get to her."

"And what exactly is there I could do to stop her. Do you see what she's become?" Bucky motioned to the girl, he had a hand on his gun but refused to use it. He remembered once when the girl was merely three and had ran into a room he was in, crying. She'd been hiding behind him before getting dragged away.

"She may have become what you once were, what I once were. A killer. But if we can get her in now, then we may be able to give her a normal life." Natasha pressed the man. He swallowed hard as he was remembered of what he once had done.

"Fine." Bucky stood, loading his gun. As he looked dover to where the girl and Steve had been fighting just moments ago to see she was standing there, smiling down at the captain she'd just been able to get down to the ground. Steve's face beaten up.

"(y/n)!" Bucky called as he walked over towards the girl. Gun pointed at her. She turned and didn't say anything, her look was cold. And in a quick moment she grabbed the big gun, loading it and shooting. Shot after shot being fired.Everyone hid behind cars as more shots were fired towards them.

"(y/n)!" Bucky called as he walked over towards the girl. Gun pointed at her. She turned and didn't say anything, her look was cold. And in a quick moment she grabbed the big gun, loading it and shooting. Shot after shot being fired. She was so focused on Bucky, the man who she'd once seen as someone to protect her, but now was her mission to kill. But due to this, she didn't notice Tony who were flying towards her, she was in one mode, killing mode.

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Peter walked out of school. Ned by his side as the two of them were finally done with school for the day. It had been a typical day at Midtown. All classes were boring, to easy if you were to ask Peter and Ned. "So what are you doing this weekend?" Ned asked as they walked away to Peter's locker, about to just exit school.

"Not sure. Probably swing around the neighborhood if Mr. Stark don't need help." Peter shrugged and Ned only nodded. But as if Tony knew Peter had nothing to do that weekend a message made Peter's phone vibrate.

"Who's that?" Ned asked as Peter stopped and took up the phone, Ned glancing at it to get a glimpse. "It's.. Miss Romanoff?" Peter said confused as Natasha never really had messaged him before.

Ned's jaw dropped as he stared at the phone. "She's outside to pick me up?.. Something Mr. Stark wanted." Peter messaged back a 'Of course, just leaving' to Natasha so she knew he was on his way outside.

"Black Widow is picking you up? Awesome." Ned said with amazement in his tone of who his bestfriend was hanging around. Peter shook his head, wondering what could be so important that Natasha were to pick him up and not Happy.

The two friends exited the school and Peter's eyes immediately landed on the car that he knew was Natasha's. It was hard to not notice her in the car. Her very red hair stuck out in the crowd of teenagers getting ready to go home.

"I have to go, man. I'll message you later." Peter told Ned and he nodded. The two doing their handshake before Peter quickly made his way down to Natasha. Swiftly opening the car door and jumping inside.

"Buckle up, kid." Natasha told him. Peter did as told and sat back. Confused as Natasha droqn out of the school. "Why didn't Happy pick me up?" Peter asked, not meaning to sound rude but once he processed it he noticed how rude it sounded. Natash glanced at him.

"You heard about the killing going on for the past few years?" Peter nodded at Natasha. "Yeah, it has been big recently and we've talked about it in school a lot." Peter explained to her.

"Well what do you know about it?" Natasha asked, she was genuinely curious on what the boy knew more. "Well they say it someone that's supposedly like Mr. Barnes was before. But is that true? I mean they say it's hard to know and-"

"Yes. That is true, she has the same type of training and has gone through the same as him." Natasha cut Peter's rambling off as she drove through New York to get upstate to the compound. "Really?"

"Mhm. Now listen closely, 'cause this is serious, kid. We have her. She's locked up in the compound. Tony wants your big brain there to help him and Banner with some things." Natasha explained, Peter was shocked. They had the young Winter Soldier in the compound and Tony needed him to help.

"But miss Romanoff, what are you doing with a killer in the compound?" "Listen, kid. She's your age, we are hoping to help her, none of us are to kill a kid that's been brainwashed. And second, just Natsaha is fine." She told him with a small smile and Peter nodded, returning the smile.

The rest of the ride was calm though Peter had to admit, being around a killer that had murderer over 160 people under last few years. What Peter knew was that most of this Winter Soldiers killings were to scare people and bring fright into the country. But knowing he would be in the same place as this killer, Peter didn't know how to feel.

When they got to the compound Peter didn't expect there to be so many gaurds around the place. The inside of tge compound was nothing new to Peter's eyes, he'd been there quite a few time lately. But this time there was someone there that were a danger to society.

"How long have you guys had the soldier here?" Peter spoke up as he walked behind Natasha. The woman slowed down to walk next to him. "We've had here here for almost a month. She's just now starting to become calm." She explained to Peter and he nodded.

"How have you gotten her calm, and, well, in here senses if you understand?" "It was not easy I can at least say. Just like Wanda before, she has quite the hatred towards Tony. But she's at least allowed Bucky to talk to her." Natasha told while they walked down towards a oart of the compound where Peter had never been.

Once reaching the bottom of the stairs, Peter was met by the sight of Tony along with Sam standing outside a door talking. His hands became sweaty from nervousness and he quickly wiped them on his pant.

"Kid, finally you're here." Tony said as he reached out to put a hand on Peter shoulder all while Peter walked over to stand beside him. "Why am I here Mr. Stark? Miss Roma- I mean Natasha said you and Mr. Banner would need my help." Peter rambled as Sam just looked at him, not saying a word.

"Not really kid. I wnat you here to see how we deal with this. Also, she's your age, which make it easy for you to help with a few things." Peter just blinked as he had no idea what to help with, feeling completely helpless. And if this girl broke out, she could easily kill him no matter how hard he were ro try.

"Are you sure you should be in there, Stark? She's not really your biggest fan." Sam crossed his arms over his chest while looking at Tony. The man was quiet for a second before waving it off.

"It'll be fine. She's behind unbreakable walls, how can she hurt me? By the way, she can't even see us, Wilson." Tony told while pulling Peter along with him, opening the door and walking inside. Natsaha following behind. Sam rolled his eyes at the man and quietly walked in behind Natasha.

When they walked through the door there was a smaller room. Peter had never seen all people in one and the same room except when he fought with Tony and the others against Steve.

In there stood Bruce explaining something to Bucky, a glass of juice in his hand. Natsaha walked over to stand next to Steve and Wanda who looked anxious. Vision was stood with Rhodey. Then infront of what looked like a glasswindow, almost like you see in police movies, stood Nick Fury. Looking inside what seemed to be another room.

"And there kid, there's who your here for." Tony motioned towards the other side of the window in the room. Tony let his hand leave Peter's shoulder and the boy walked closer, curious.

Inside the room, by a table, sat a girl. She was wearing very simple clothes. A bed with a book on it was the only other thing except the table with two chairs that filled the room. Her eyes focused on the floor, breath steady as she just sat there. Doing nothing but seeming to be in her own mind. This was the infamous, young, killer girl.

"Amazing how such a small thing with not a bad bone in their body can become such a dangerous person, isn't it Parker?" Fury asked Peter as he noticed the boys sudden appearance.

"What are you gonna do?" Peter asked, eyes still glued on the girl. But he knew he had to tear his eyes away from her. As he did Fury shot a glance towards Bucky who stood to get ready.

"Ready, Sergent Barnes?" Nick asked Bucky, earning a nod. With those words, Peter notice everyone closing in on the window to look at the girl. As if she was a animal at a zoo. "Good." Was all Bucky got before the door that lead into the other room where this girl was opened, Bucky walking inside with the glass of juice.

"What is he gonna do?" Peter questioned the adults but just got hushed. Steve who stood next to him just motioned for him to look at what werr going on.

Bucky entered the room, slowly walking up towards the table. But the girl didn't budge. "(y/n)." Bucky was heard say before he sat down at the chair opposite side of her. Her eyes were fixated on the floor.

"How are you doing?" Bucky questioned before a long silence were to come. (y/n) shrugged as she didn't know what she felt. Anger? Yes, she was in Tony Starks possession. Sad? What even was that. Confused? Very. Happy? How dose that even feel? Dose she have the slightest of memory of the man sitting in front of her? Yes, and he was never a bad person what she could know.

"I thought you wanted ro try this," Bucky slowly pushed over the glass with juice towards her. "It's juice, thought you'd wnat to test something taht actually tasted something."

That was the first time her head rose up. She lifted her head up so here eyes landed on the weird looking wall, where she had no idea behind it stood avengers and Nick Fury himself. Then slowly turning to look at the table.

(y/n's) face immediately scrunched up at the weird looking liquid. It wasn't clear as water. It was a strong orange color that did not seem normal. We're they trying to trick her? "I'm not a idiot," (y/n's) voice was low but enough to be heard by the others outside the room.

"And I wouldn't try anything." Bucky simply told her as he sat on the chair. He was not having a tough guy exterior up, he was actually being really slow and easygoing with the girl.

Wanda was biting her nails as she watched along the others. It was the first time (y/n) had spoken up except for those few times during battle her she'd make mocking comment along with taunting them. All of them, except Peter, had seen how she'd become fine with Bucky to come in there. Just a month ago she tried to attack them as soon as they entered.

"I promise you, there is no reason for me to trick you or anything." Bucky said with a reassuring tone to the girl. She had been having her hands hid inside the sleevs of the long-sleeve she was wearing. But as she reached out with her left arm towards the glass, the metal that had replaced a normal arm shone in the light. Making Peter go wide eyed.

"She also has a metal arm?" He was now not amazed by it, but disturbed as he knew she'd been young when she started this. "Yes," Wanda answered for him as the others were to focused on what the girl were to do.

(y/n) picked up the glass and just looked at it, then eying Bucky a little who only gave her a nod. Tagt was all she needed before she slowly raised the glass to her lips and let herself take a small sip of the liquid. Her brows furrowed as the taste spread in her mouth. As she swallowed she just looked at the glass. It was actually really good.

"How was that now?" Bucky asked the girl. Instead of a answer she raised the glass to her lips once more and chugged it all down at once. Used to it she didn't eat now, there was no for a while. But it was also just such an amazing taste, something she never tested before.

Bucky chuckled a little at (y/n) and shook his head. "No need to stress about it, take as long and enjoy it for as long as you wnat." Her told her. Her eyes were closed as she let saviored the taste that remained in her mouth.

No matter how many people this girl had killed. She was just a teenager that had never gotten a childhood nor been in control of herself. Almost everyone, Steve, Wanda, Vision, Rhodey, Natasha, Bruce and Sam all cracked smiles as the girl enjoyed something and she was acting like, well, a teenager. Not a killer. But Fury and Tony both still had faces that showed they were closely watching her.

Peter thought he would see a killer all of the time, but now that he saw how she reacted to something just like juice. Something everyone probably had tasted, and he could see she had no idea what that even was or how it tasted. He could only see a helpless girl that never had had a life of her own.

"It was good.." (y/n) said as she put the glass on the table and slowly slid it over towards Bucky. He smiled as she seemed almost afraid she'd hurt him if she were to be too close.

There was a small conversation between the two, Bucky asking about the book she had at least gotten to entertain herself with. She told him briefly what it was about and then it went over to Bucky asking (y/n) if she'd eaten or drank one of the thing taht came to his mind and she simply answered with "no", "yes", "never heard of", shaking or nodding he head. That was so Bruce could make a small list of thing to introduce the girl to, this way Bucky had another reason to come in there. Giving her food and keeping her company. For now it was just so she got used to human interactions.

Everyone watching was still basically on their heels the whole time. Watching as (y/n) seemed to not mean any harm anymore. Bruce had maybe been able to get her out of the brainwashing more than they thought.

"How do you feel otherwise?" Bucky questioned as (y/n) was just plucking with her sleeve. "Angry, with myself and where I am. Confused as to what happened." She simply answered and continued. Bucky humming in response.

"Would you be up for meeting anyone else than just me?" (y/n) looked over at Bucky with furrowed brows. "Such as?" "Wanda maybe? She also was at Hydra." Peter noticed how (y/n) almost flinched at the mention of Hydra. But she shook it of quickly and shrugged.

Bucky nodded and stood up. Picking up the glass from the table as he mad himself ready getting out. (y/n) glanced up at Bucky and saw him do a hand motion, and suddenly there was a click sound from the door, as if someone opend it up.

"Sleep well," Bucky said before he exited the room. (y/n's) eyes darted across the room before she stood up, walking over to the bed and sitting down to read.

Bucky let out a sigh once he exited the room and was meet by the other. "Well, seems she's becoming more conscious." Buck told the others. Nick Fury nodded as he eyed the girl. "Yes. And I hope y'all know what your doing. 'Cause if she just okay got us and we let her loose. That your fault."

"Trust me, the only thing she still has a grudge against is that thing there." Bucky rolled his eyes and motioned towards Tony, referring to him a 'thing'.

"She's getting better. I can feel it, she was contemplating what she'd done the whole time you were in there." Wanda told Bucky as she looked at the girl.  "The most important thing now is that she gets better and her mind is clear. But we should really have more than just Bucky talk to her." Steve Told as he pushed himself off the wall.

"Like who? We have to thing about who she'll be okey with." Rhodey said with a unsure tone of voice.

"Well not Tony, I hope." Natasha said and earned a glare from the millionaire, but she then came up with something. "Think maybe Wanda should try come in with Bucky next time, then she can start go in alone  too. Then I also..." Natasha them trailed off as she was unsure how everyone would react.

But the looks that told her to continue urged her and she glanced at the brunette boy who was looking at the girl from behind the glass. "I think Peter should then start to go in there, she should have someone her age too. Someone she can learn those thing she never got to learn."

"WHAT?!" Everyone said in unison as Natasha said so, Peter whipped his head around and looked shocked.

"WHAT THE FUCK-"

𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐚 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟐 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐮𝐲𝐬 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨!!

To Raise Children: Recap

Chris Evans X Daughter!Reader, Chris Evans X Flynn and Felix Evans (OCs) (Eventual) Tom Holland X Single-Mom!Reader

Series Masterlist

Series Summary: It's been 4 years, your sons are starting kindergarten, you're starting junior year of college, a lot has changed for sure.

Series Warnings: Age gap (Reader is 20, Tom is 29), absent father, mentions teen pregnancy, mentions abortion, if you see anymore please let me know politely.

Sequel to "It Takes A village"

Let's do a quick recap, the boys birthday was great, then their second Halloween where you dress up as Dorothy from The wizard of oz, Flynn was the Scarecrow, Felix was the tin man, and Dodger was the cowardly lion. Chris also dressed up as the cowardly lion too.

When the boys were almost 3 you graduated high school. Your cyber school had a ceremony for the graduating students obviously. You did go to the ceremony, everyone thought your sons were you brothers but you didn't mind, at that point to were used to it.

You then started going to a cosmetology school. You wanted to either work on movie sets as a hair and makeup artist or own a salon, so you also wanted to get a business degree eventually. Your dad had started a college fund with your mom for you when they found out they were having a baby. So before he even gained fame and wealth. It was a decent amount, you had more than enough for college so you put the rest to your sons. For things like clothes, toys, new beds, but you did keep some to the side for when you plan on going to college for business.

Chris and you decorated a room for them that was right next to your room when they were one and a half. It was simple but it worked perfect for them. They loved it, now of course it was recently redecorated since they wanted bunk beds instead of their plastic character beds.

You did manage to find a nice SUV that had enough room for the double stroller. You were still using the same car.

When the boys were three they started attending preschool at WoodsEdge children's center. They were kind different classes but did get to see each other during the day. It's the same preschool you went to!

You still were living with your dad but were saving to buy a house. Just something cute, small two bedrooms, something big enough for you and your kids. Your dad already told you the boys will always have a room at his house and so will you.

Now we'll focus on the twins real quick. Starting with Flynn! He is as Disney obsessed as his grandfather, he loves super heroes, especially Steve rogers. He loves dinosaurs and so does Felix, best friends with dodger. Very outgoing, kind hearted, knows no fear will fight raccoon if not supervised. They both know how to swim, you started with lessons shortly after their second Christmas. You wanted them to at least know how to flip over onto their back if they fell into the pool. Now both of them are pretty much experts at it. But you still watch them like a hawk when they're outside or in the pool.

Next Felix, he is obsessed dinosaurs, and legos, loves Disney but not as obsessed as his brother, thinks the only cool superhero is Spiderman, (Sebastian and Anthony were offended as they should be😅) he's a mama's boys, very shy, kind hearted, same way as he brother will fight a raccoon if not supervised. They both love wearing matching clothes, and have red and blue room with a bunk bed.

They're starting kindergarten soon at Loring elementary. They're going to be in the same class as each other this year though. And are very excited about it.

Now for Chris, barely anything has changed, he still spoils the boys. He got them one of the backyard playsets for Christmas, he has turned both of them into Patriot fans. The house is very loud on game day because of it. You usually sneak off with dodger during games to get a moment of quiet knowing your sons were having the time of their lives with their grandpa. Chris has also introduced them to plenty of "superheroes" well the actors but they just let the boys believe whatever they wanted.

Other than that not much has changed.

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