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Pairing: Mobster!Bucky Barnes x Mobster!Reader / Mobster!Brock Rumlow x Mobster!Reader
Word Count: 4,837
Warnings: talk of domestic abuse(it hints at it so if you are not comfortable i would recommend not reading, Brock being an ass, some wholesome Bucky Barnes content, and reader being a badass.
Author’s Note: My third request sent in by the lovely @morganclaire4! Two more requests sit in my inbox, almost there! This was so much fun to write and i can’t thank you enough for sending this in! I’m trying daily to improve on my storytelling and i couldn’t help but to spice it up a bit and add some story for you! I hope you enjoy what i compiled for you! There will be an update for Behind the Screen Tomorrow, Family Matters the day after, and my fourth request will be out after that!
“ Hey! I have a request for Mob!Bucky. I was thinking maybe Bucky is married to the reader. Shes always been in a mob and she was married off to another man but Bucky got her out. Whenever Bucky comes home, she is always dressed up (makeup and everything) even if she didn’t go anywhere and she always has dinner made when he walks in. One day he asks her why she’s always doing that. She tells him that it was always expected of her. He tells her that she doesn’t have to do that every night.”
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Your heels clicked against the tiled floor, a determination in your stride. The Kraft clasp envelope weighing heavy in your hand as you move forward. You passed the common room Steve and Sam spotting you. “Good morning boys,” was your simple yet quick greeting as you walked past them.
Hurried feet chased after you, Steve’s hand falling to your shoulder bringing you to an abrupt stop, “Steven let me go,” you murmured eyes falling to his hand before sliding up to meet his.
“Y/n he’s in a meeting,” he tried.
“I’m well aware Steve, but he’s also in a meeting with my father, and my scum of an ex-husband those are the ones I’m here to see, not him,”
“Y/n-”
“Steve just like you are Bucky’s right-hand man, I am my father’s, and as my father’s right hand I must inform him of any occurrences going on that could be affecting family business and or bringing harm to one of our own, now if you would please, I need to step into that office to speak with my father,”
He’s eyeing you then, before a sigh is leaving his lips, Bucky could very well have his head for interrupting them, “fine but I’m coming with, at least so it looks like I tried to stop you,”
A smile is tugging at your lips, “oh Steven there is no stopping the hell that is about to rain down on him,”
Steve shocked by your words watches you slide his hand from your shoulder before continuing down the hall. Your head is turning slightly, “You coming Steve,”
You make it to the end of the hall your manicured hand wrapping around the doorknob, as you twist it open the force in which you push it causes it to bang against the wall. Three sets of eyes fall to your calm form, “Father, James, Brock,” you hiss through your teeth, eyes turning to slits as they fall to him.
“Y/n sweetheart,” you father coughs, “to what do we owe the pleasure, we’re just finishing wrapping up a meeting, can this wait” you’ve embarrassed him, good.
Your eyes turn to your fathers a sickening sweet smile pulling at your lips, “actually father, it can’t, you s-”
“y/n sweetheart, the men are talking, I’m sure whatever meaningless thing you have to say can wait till we’re done,” Your eyes are fitting back to Rumlow the grip on the envelope tightening.
“that’s sweet,” you coo, “but you lost the privilege to so much as utter one word to me the second you laid a hand on me,” you flung the envelope at him, “sign the papers Brock!”
Your father is sitting up straighter in his seat, and you can visibly see Bucky’s jaw clenching, “excuse me,” your father speaks up, “what is this about, sign what papers?”
“I’m sorry but it seems your daughter has lost her damn mind,” Rumlow hisses eyes glaring daggers.
“oh fuck you Brock!”
“y/n,” your dad is seething, “that is enough you will not speak to him like that, that is your husband and you must respect him!”
“It’s ex-husband,” you grunt “or at least it should have been,” you muttered looking at your father, lI’m not going to be silenced anymore father, not by you, and definitely not by you,” you hiss pointing an accusing finger at Brock.
Rumlow is standing then the chair he previously occupied falling to the floor with a loud bang as he moves over to you hands gripping your face roughly. Your father and Bucky push to their feet, your father shouting angrily, Bucky about ready to leap over his desk and murder Brock where he stands. Steve is pressed up against your back, “go ahead Rumlow,” you grit, “show them what really went on behind closed doors, show them why because of you I was never able to physically present myself at meetings because there wasn’t enough makeup to cover the bruising you left behind,”
“Brock what is she talking about,” your father growled behind him, “did you lay a hand on her?” your father’s question went unanswered.
“What the fuck do you want y/n,” he hisses voice low, “did I not give you enough, was there not enough money to buy your fucking happiness,”
“Our marriage was one of convenience Brock, an agreement between our fathers so that they could continue to do shady shit without losing any more men,” you hissed, “I didn’t have a say in my future, much less the man I was to spend the rest of my days with, it wasn’t even a marriage certificate I signed that afternoon, it was a damn contract that was written up in the small office of the towns lawyer,”
“Marrying me should have been enough y/n,” he grunted shaking your chin with the hold he had on you, “you had all the money happiness could buy you,”
“Our marriage,” you growled, “should have been a deep and loving friendship, one so strong that you would give your life for me, the way I was to do for you, instead I overlooked your shady lies and “in the dark” actions opting to turn the other eye, I overlooked how you enjoyed the company of various other women more than my own, you made a mockery of me, blaming me for the beatings you would bestow on me, you abused my innocence, abused the love I tried so hard to have for you, well no more Brock,” you grunted pushing your hands into his chest roughly to send him back, Steve moved to the front of you then still leaving Brock in your sight, “I will no longer allow you to hold me bound to you, I no longer want any association with you, and if that means breaking that contract, then so be it, my father and I can find another way to deal with the likes of your men, now sign the damn papers!”
The room fell into silence, “what the hell is going on Rumlow,” Bucky questioned from in front of you, he looks absolutely deadly.
Brock is still staring you down, his tongue running along the inside of his mouth, “apparently y/n felt the need to air the dirty laundry,” a laugh escapes his lips, “bitch didn’t know how to get rid of me, guess she felt the need to go to extreme measures,”
“Did you lay a hand on my daughter,” your father is grunting moving towards the taller man,” Brock is turning to face your father than, “did much more than that,” he hissed, “had her begging me every night to-”
“chose your next words carefully Brock,” Bucky growled eyes growing dark, “unless you’d like me to unload a bullet right between your eyes.”
Four sets of eyes watched Brock move back to where he had sat, hands picking up the envelope as he tore into it. A moment of relief washed over you as he snatched a pen from Bucky’s desk black ink running over the contract. Throwing the pen back onto the desk he moved over to you crowding your and Steve’s space, “he’ll grow tired of you two you know, preparing dinner each night, and making yourself up every single day will only get you so far y/n, there was a reason I found comfort in other women, they provided me the one thing you couldn’t,” he leaned in further.
“ENOUGH RUMLOW!” Bucky growled as he rounded the desk appearing on the opposite side of where your now ex-husband stood. Brock raised his hands in mock defense as he backed away from you, feet moving him towards the door, “I can take a hint Barnes,” he muttered as he stepped out of the room, “gentleman I would say it was a pleasure doing business with you, and I look forward to seeing you again, but that won’t be the case,” he turns to lock eyes with you one last time, “I do hope ridding yourself of me was worth it y/n.”
The room falls quiet at the sound of the door clicking closed behind him, “Steve get her home, her father and I need to have a word,” your eyes are shooting to Bucky, though for the first time since you could remember he’s refusing to meet yours.
“Bucky, I-”
“Steve now please.” Bucky gets out in a strained voice.
You don’t get the chance to argue as Steve turns his body into yours, hands guiding you out of the room.
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Story Summary: After college, you moved to L.A. to begin pursuing your dream in the movie industry. You started as an intern and worked your way to leading stunt coordinator for the Marvel franchise on the set of the movie “The Avengers: Age of Ultron.” After the first week, you get a call that changes your life forever. You sister took her life, left you with her two month old daughter, and you are falling in love with one shield wielding maniac.
Pairings: Chris Evan x Reader
Warnings: None.
A/N: Y’all I really trying to get this wrapped up because I start college Monday and I know I won’t be able to give this any attention after that. So, that’s why I’ve been updating like crazy! But, IT’S FINALLY HERE! THE MOMENT WE’VE BEEN WAITING FOR!
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You didn’t suspect a thing. Chris had done an amazing job at hiding the fact that he was going to propose in just a few days. Your mom, Lisa, Carly, and Shana helped Chris with every detail, even though there wasn’t much. Chris didn’t want it to be over the top and extravagant. He just wanted to show you how much he loved you but in a simple way.
Chris had already picked out the ring. He went to Tiffany & Co. while he was in New York on a project. He did it even without having your parents permission because he always knew he wanted to pick his future wife’s ring from Tiffany’s.
Chris spent a good portion of his off day looking over the extensive collection, but he finally made a decision and hoped you would be in love with it. He took the small blue box back with him to his hotel room and stuffed it into his suitcase and it had been there ever since.
Finally, it was thanksgiving day. Chris’s stress level was through the roof. He had a gut feeling you would say yes, but there was still a tiny bit of fear in him that you would say no.
Everyone was up and dressed for the day. You dressed very stylish but still comfortable, no one wants to be uncomfortable on thanksgiving. Olivia had a cute pumpkin outfit to wear for the day.
Once everyone was at the house, Lisa wanted everyone to take pictures. Lisa pushed everyone out into the backyard for pictures. Chris rushed upstairs to grab the ring from his suitcase. As Chris walked outside, his heart was beating out of his chest. He took a breath before stepping out of the door. The backyard was filled with trees that were covered in orange, yellow, and red leaves, it was beautiful. Pictures were taken of Chris’s family, your family, Chris and his siblings, you and Olivia, then you, Olivia, and Chris.
Carly snapped what you thought was the last picture, then Shana speaks up. “Y/N, why don’t you and Chris get one by yourselves? Here, I’ll take Olivia.” Shana stepped over to take her.
“Oh, yeah sure.” You said.
“You don’t want to take a picture with me?” Chris faked offense.
You rolled your eyes. “Yes, of course, I want to take a picture with you!” You both laughed.
It took a second because Olivia was being slightly clingy that morning. You turned your back to Chris as Shana pulled Olivia off of you, all while Scott was filming the whole thing. With your back turned, it allowed Chris just enough time to slip the ring from his pocket and get down onto one knee.
Finally, you got Olivia off of you and turned back to Chris, but he was gone. You looked down and gasped. Chris was on his knee holding a Tiffany blue box in front of you.
“Chris.” You barely whispered.
Chris looked up at you and lost his whole speech he had planned in his head.
“Y/N, I had this whole speech about how wonderful and amazing you are but now that I’m looking at you, I can’t even think straight.” Everyone laughed. “So, I’ll just ask you a simple question. Will you marry me?” Chris looked up at you with hope filled eyes.
You covered your mouth as tears slowly slid down your cheeks. You nodded your head. “Yes! Yes, of course!”
Chris stood up and wrapped his arms around you tightly. You wrapped your arms around his neck and kissed him. Chris pulled away and slid the diamond ring onto your finger.
“Chris, it’s beautiful!” You looked down in awe of the stunning diamonds now adorning your left hand.
“You like it? Because if it’s too much we can-” You cut Chris off.
“I love it!” You smiled.
Chris let out a breath of relief. It was like a thousand pounds had been removed from his shoulders. After a few more pictures, everyone went back inside where it was warm then they started to gush over your ring and the proposal.
A few hours later around the dinner table you asked, “Ok, so who all knew?”
Everyone around the table sported a sheepish grin but Olivia. You laughed.
“I can’t believe you all knew!” You shook your head.
Everyone continued to talk about the engagement then Lisa and your parents started to share stories of their earlier days in marriage. It was so sweet being able to hear the stories and spend time with so many people who loved you.
Once dinner was finished and all the dishes were done, everyone started to head back to their own homes or up to their rooms. You, Olivia, and Chris went up and started to get ready for bed. You put Olivia down after putting her in her pajamas. Chris climbed into the bed clad in just his boxers. You changed and washed your face then climbed into bed next to Chris.
“Do you think we should tell people?” You asked. “I know you like your privacy and I do too, but I feel like it would be better for us to announce it on our own terms rather than have some tabloid do it.”
Chris took a breath. “I like this not having anyone know but our families, but it’s going to get harder when all the planning starts. So, maybe it would be okay to release a statement. I just don’t want my crazy fanbase to ruin this.” He admitted. “There are some crazy people who will just comment hateful and mean things just to bring others down. I don’t want that to get to you.”
“I would love to say words can’t hurt me, but that isn’t the truth. I’ll just have to realize when it’s time to maybe step back from social media and if I let it get to me, I’ll have you to reassure me.” You smiled up at Chris then leaned in to kiss him. He returned the kiss.
“Ok, I’ll call my agent Monday. We can release a statement, but for the next few days let’s just enjoy being engaged with just our families knowing.” Chris kissed your forehead then laid back.
“Agreed.” You laid your head against his chest. “Good night.”
“Good night, fiance.” Chris whispered.
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Summary: After college, you moved to L.A. to begin pursuing your dream in the movie industry. You started with an internship and worked your way into the position of stunt coordinator by the age of 25. Your life was finally working out, You were finishing the first week of training with the Marvel cast for "Avengers: Age of Ultron." You had it all put together until your younger sister took her life, left you full custody of her two-month-old daughter, and you found the love of your life. (Based off Chris’s movie “Gifted”)
Pairings: Chris Evans x Reader
Series Warnings: Mentions of death/suicide/cussing
Status: complete
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
I really want to try writing for Sebastian Stan/Bucky Barnes, but I don’t have any ideas. So, if you have any ideas for a oneshot/series leave it in my ask box!
DISCLAIMER!!: this is not me taking request, I am just looking for some inspiration!
I want to do that to so many people.
Story Summary: After college, you moved to L.A. to begin pursuing your dream in the movie industry. You started as an intern and worked your way to leading stunt coordinator for the Marvel franchise on the set of the movie “The Avengers: Age of Ultron.” After the first week, you get a call that changes your life forever. You sister took her life, left you with her two month old daughter, and you are falling in love with one shield wielding maniac.
Pairings: Chris Evan x Reader
Warnings: None.
A/N: I hope this makes up for how short the last chapter was :)
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Over the next several weeks that was yours and Chris’s normal date night, alternating between your apartment and Chris’s. Chris even went as far as purchasing a pack-n-play and a bouncer for Olivia. The night you went over there and saw both items, you knew you had an amazing man.
Finally, Chris had enough of the apartment date nights. You were walking around your apartment in your black, silk mid-thigh robe and Olivia on your hip when a knock was heard throughout the small space. You quirked an eyebrow at Olivia, who just giggled.
“Who could it be Livie? Are you expecting someone?” You questioned the infant, who babbled in response.
You looked through the peephole of your door and gasped at the sight. Chris was on the other side in navy slacks, a white button down and brown dress shoes. He looked incredible, you thought. You pulled the door open.
“Chris? What are you doing here?” You inquired.
Chris was caught completely off guard by your appearance. He had never seen this much of you. You always had on leggings or jeans and a t-shirt when he was around. He eyed you up and down, very obviously. When his eyes met yours, he cleared his throat.
“Y/N, I like you a lot, but I am tired of our apartment dates. I want to take you out to dinner and show you off.” He stated with a pleading look in his eyes. “I know I am not just dealing with you but also Olivia, so yes, I completely understand not always wanting to go out, but we haven’t gone out once. So, that is what we are doing tonight.” He stated as he walked through the door.
You were slightly stunned by Chris’s spill. You stepped back as he entered. “Chris, have you looked at me? I can’t go out!”
“Yes, baby, I have looked at you and you look incredibly sexy, but I need you to hand me the baby, and take your sexy butt in your bedroom and get ready to go to fancy restaurant down town.” Chris stated as he took Olivia.
You could not help the pout the spread across you face. Did you want to go on an actual date with Chris? Yes. But did you also want to sit on the couch in your robe and eat Ben & Jerry’s? Yes.
Chris leaned down and planted the sweetest kiss on your lips. “You have an hour and half, so go.” He nodded his head towards your bedroom.
With a huff, you walked away into your bedroom. Luckily, you and Olivia had just finished your baths twenty minutes before Chris showed up. You sat down at your vanity in the bathroom and started your makeup. You made sure it was perfect, a simple smoky eye and a nude lip. You curled your hair in large, loose curls and teased it at the roots for extra volume.
Once you finished, you made your way into the closet to pick out your outfit. The way Chris was dressed, you instantly started looking for a dress. You pulled out a navy, satin wrap dress and smiled. You weren’t trying to match Chris, but you knew how amazing the dress would look.
You put the dress on and tied it at your waist. You slipped on a pair of nude heels, added large gold earrings, and grabbed your clutch.
You exited your room just as Chris started talking to what seemed to be a babysitter. Chris stopped and looked over at you. He was even more star struck than when you opened the door of your apartment. The blush crept onto your cheeks and you looked at the ground.
“Y/N, this is Lizzie.” You looked up at the girl. She looked to be at least in her twenties. “She will be keeping Olivia while we are out. Scarlett gave me her number.” Chris explained.
A breath of relief left your lungs. Knowing that she has watched Scarlett’s daughter was soothing. You smiled at her as she reached to shake your hand.
“Are their any allergies that I should know about?” Lizzie asked.
“No, she is allergy free.” You told her. “Oh I should probably write you a small schedule of what she’ll need for the rest of the night.” You began walking to the kitchen.
“Oh, no worries ma’am. Your husband already gave it to me.” She smiled holding a small paper up.
Chris knew Olivia’s schedule just as well as you did at that point. You blushed again at the fact that she called Chris your husband. You didn’t want to embarrass her, so you let it go. Chris couldn’t help the blush that crept onto his cheeks as well.
“Oh, ok.” You smiled at Chris. “Umm just a fair warning, Olivia can be picky. So, when you get ready to feed her, your best bet is sweet potatoes or bananas.” You explained to her. “She will eat the whole jar of either of those.”
Lizzie nodded with a smile. You walked over and picked Olivia up from her play mat. “Bye sweet girl! I love you.” You kissed her cheeks.
Chris pulled out his wallet. “I ordered you a pizza, so this is for that.” Chris handed over a twenty dollar bill.
After sliding his wallet into his back pocket, he opened the door. “Alright, we should be back no later than 10.” Chris told her as he put his arm around your waist to walk you out of the door.
You smiled one more time at Lizzie then walked out of the door. Chris closed the door behind him. He stopped you before you reached the stairs. You turned around to face him, and as much as you wanted to pout you couldn’t.
“You look absolutely incredible!” Chris leaned in to kiss you. You met him in the middle and kissed back. “That color is amazing on you.”
You smiled up at him. “Flattery will get you everywhere, Mr. Evans.”
He smirked down at you. “Hmm, and where exactly is that Mrs. Evans?” Chris teased.
You laughed softly. “I didn't have the heart to correct her.” You admitted to him.
“I didn’t either.” Chris said as you both made your way to the stairs.
Chris noticed you were slightly tense, and he knew it had to be from you worrying about Olivia. “And I don’t want you to worry about Olivia. Scarlett told me that Lizzie was the best sitter she has ever had.”
You exhaled and look up at him. “I trust Scarlett. It’s just that I’ve never left her alone with anyone for this long.” You confessed to him. “Sure, I’ve left her with Elizabeth or Scarlett for like thirty minutes but never for this long.”
Chris rubbed soothing circles on your back as you walked down the stairs. “I have her number, and if at any point you want to check in, just let me know.”
You reached the bottom of the stairs and headed for the front door. Chris put his arm around your waist and escorted you out to his car.
Chris opened the car door for you and helped you in. “Glad to see chivalry isn’t dead.” You smiled.
“With me, it never will be.” He gently shut the door and walked around to the driver’s side.
“So, where are going to eat exactly?” You glanced at Chris as he started the car.
“A steak house down town.” He grinned. You nodded and put your seat belt on. Chris pulled out of the parking lot and drove to the restaurant.
Chris continued with being the perfect gentleman. He helped you out of the car, held the door, and pulled your chair out for you at the table.
You smiled at Chris across the table. It was the perfect setting, a small round table with a candle at the center, the lights were dim, but no so much that you couldn’t make out Chris’s sculpted features. A server came by and filled the water glasses as you glanced over the menu.
The waitress walked up to the table with a smile. “Welcome, I’m Katie, I’ll be waiting on you this evening. Can I get you started with something to drink, maybe something from the bar?”
“Water is fine.” You smiled. Chris ordered himself a drink from the bar then looked back at you. The waitress nodded and went to put Chris’s drink order in.
“You know you can get a drink.” He said leaning on the table slightly.
“I know, I just don’t feel like drinking tonight.” Chris nodded, seeming satisfied with your answer.
You smiled at him before looking down at your menu. After looking the menu over, you narrowed down your options, but before making your final decision you laid the menu down.
“So have any new projects in the works?” You look at Chris with a smile.
“Well, I have some shoots to do for another marvel project then after that I’m free for a while. I’m thinking about going back to Boston for a while, so I can see my family.” He said as he laid his menu down.
A small pout made its way across your features. You didn’t want Chris to go home. “Oh, that will be nice!” You forced a smile.
Chris could tell that the wheels were turning in your head. “Y/N, that doesn’t mean I’m leaving you in the dust. I was actually going to ask if you and Olivia would like to join me in Boston.”
The pout subsided and a genuine smile took it’s place. “Well, I will have to look at my schedule but I would really like that.”
Chris smiled widely and took your hand from across the table. “Good, because I’ve already booked us a flight.”
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Story Summary: After college, you moved to L.A. to begin pursuing your dream in the movie industry. You started with an internship and worked your way into the position of stunt coordinator by the age of 25. Your life was finally working out, You were finishing the first week of training with the Marvel cast for “Avengers: Age of Ultron.” You had it all put together until your younger sister took her life, left you full custody of her two-month-old daughter, and you found the love of your life. (Based of Chris’s movie “Gifted”)
Pairing: Chris Evans x Reader
Warnings: Mentions of suicide but no in depth details.
The first week of training with the cast was awesome. Everyone was open to your opinion on the different scenes. The cast themselves was something else. They welcomed you with open arms. You had worked with Chris Evans before on set of “Captain America: The First Avenger.” It was nice to have a familiar face on set on the first day. The first week went by in a flash. Time flies when your having fun, isn’t that the saying?
The week ended, and Chris invited you to join him and the rest of the cast for drinks. You debated on your answer until he flashed his signature smile, and you agreed. You were all sitting in a big corner booth, away from the front of the bar, laughing and joking. You sat between Chris and Scarlett. Chris was telling a story when your phone started ringing. You glanced down and noticed it was your mom. She never called that late, so you knew something was up. You excused yourself and slipped outside the bar to answer the phone.
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