#so basically theo lived with his dad and never met his relatives or even knew who his mother was

[palluniskillas]

But not every parent deserves a child.

[favefandomimagines]

Why? (t.h.)

Summary: you and tom broke up at the young age of 21, after the success of Captain America: Civil War. now 3 years later, you run into him again with your three year old son

AN: more angst than fluff that’s for sure and here’s a twist: Evans!Reader (i’m also really bad a writing how toddlers sound so use your imagination)

When you imagined having a baby, you thought of the basic evolution of adulthood. Meet, marriage, then kids. Not meet, date for a year and a half, then baby. A baby who you were currently raising on your own. 

The breakup between you and Tom was the opposite of mutual. You didn’t want it. You wanted to be with him even before you got pregnant. But he wanted other things. 

He wanted other people. And that’s the part that broke your heart. 

“I don’t understand. You have never mentioned this before.” You said to him. “Y/N, it’s not you, okay? It’s just, we’re young. We’re 21 years old, our careers are just taking off. Don’t you want to be free?” Tom explained. 

“Free? You think I’m tying you down?” You questioned. “That’s not what I said.” Tom rebutted. “That’s exactly what you said! You think being in a relationship with me is tying you down. Well, fine Tom. If this is what you want, this is what you’ll get.” You snapped. 

You began to pack up everything you could fit in your small, weekender bag. “I’m going home and I never want to speak to you again.” You sneered. “No, Y/N, don’t do this. We can still be friends.” He told you. “No we can’t. Because I can’t be the friend who’s hopelessly in love with a guy who doesn’t love her back.” You said. 

“I do love you-” He started before you cut him off. “Don’t lie to make yourself feel better.” You sneered. You walked to the door of the hotel you were staying in and slammed it shut. 

You were a mess after the breakup. Physically ill is how you described it to people. You never left your room most days and when you did, you glued yourself to the couch. You lived off of Ben and Jerry’s and The Notebook.

Your friends tried to get you out of your apartment. But you didn’t feel like going out and facing the paparazzi. Especially when every time you stood up, you felt sick to your stomach. 

Even your older brother stayed with you most days. He didn’t want you to be alone. 

That’s when your friend suggested something. “When did you get your period?” She asked you. When she asked, you couldn’t remember when. You chalked it being late up to the stress you were feeling because of Tom and being cast in a new TV show. 

But, your friend bought you the test anyways. And it was positive. Your world was crumbling around you and now you had to fend for a baby. Tom told you he wasn’t going to leave you so you didn’t use a condom. And you couldn’t be on birth control because of underlying health issues you had. 

You were pregnant and you were going to have to raise a child by yourself. But your family was there through it all. Chris came to every doctor’s appointment with you, already earning the title of ‘world’s best uncle.’ 

You were about four months along when Kevin Feige called you about shooting an end credit scene for Spider-Man: Homecoming. How were you going to hide a baby bump from the cast and crew? But the only person you needed to keep it from was Tom. He didn’t want you so why should he be apart of the baby’s life? You would ask yourself that simply out of anger. There was no logical reasoning behind it. 

You shot the scene while pregnant and quickly left Atlanta before anyone began asking any questions. The main one being: who’s the dad? 

The night you gave birth, your entire family was at your side. Throughout the entire 20 hour labor before you welcomed a baby boy into the world. Theodore Evans-Holland was the newest member of the family. But Holland was only on the birth certificate. 

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Three years had passed since you gave birth to Theo and when they said being a working mother was hard, they weren’t lying. Word spread that you got pregnant but the identity of the father unknown by the public. Including Tom. When asked about Theo in interviews you say it was a one night stand with a friend and that you weren’t together romantically. No one questioned a thing. 

On the set of Infinity War and Endgame, your mom brought Theo to visit often. He got to see his mom and his uncle Chris be superheroes.

“And cut! Let’s take a quick break! Y/N needs to go be a mom.” Anthony Russo joked. You smiled brightly at the three year old who was sitting on your makeup artist’s lap. 

You picked him and placed sloppy kisses all over his face, making the little boy laugh. “Are you having fun?” You asked him. “Yes!” He replied loudly. “Uncle Chwis!” Theo yelled, pointing to his uncle across the set. You couldn’t say no to him so you brought him to his uncle who was talking to Chris and Robert. 

Tom watched as you brought your child over to the three men. He didn’t know you moved on so quick. But he didn’t have a right to be mad. He broke up with you, not the other way around. Though a part of him couldn’t help but wish it was his son. 

You and Theo had decided to have a fun day since it was relatively nice in LA. You took him to the zoo and the aquarium before stopping at the Starbucks close to your house as a nice treat. 

Theo was a big fan of their frappucinos. 

You were holding him as he was beginning to get a little bit fussy after such a long day. 

“Y/N?” You heard from behind you. You turned around and saw Tom in the line behind you waiting for his name to be called. “Oh, uh, hi Tom.” You greeted him. “How are you?” He asked. “I’m fine. Just waiting on our order.” You answered. 

“Mommy, that’s spider-man.” Theo whispered to you. “Yes, baby, that is spider-man.” You spoke to him. “Hey little man.” Tom greeted the young boy. “You two have the cutest son. He looks just like his dad.” An older lady commented on the two of you. 

“No, he’s uh, not mine.” Tom quickly corrected her. The lady looked from you back to Tom before giving a pretty fake smile. “We, uh, we have to go. Theo needs a nap.” You said quickly, grabbing your drinks and making your way towards the exit. 

“Y/N, wait!” Tom called. You stopped a turned around to look at him. You and Tom looked at one another for a few moments before he looked at Theo. You could see he was doing the math in his head and analyzing Theo’s facial features. 

It was true though. He did look just like his dad. Same hair, same eyes, he had your nose though. 

“See you around, Tom.” You said breaking the silence before walking back towards your car. 

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Later that evening, you were sitting on the couch with Theo watching Captain America. It was his favorite movie at the moment because he got to watch uncle Chris be a superhero. 

You were alerted by the sound of the doorbell and wondered who would be at your door at such an odd hour. “Stay here, buddy.” You told your son as you got up to answer the door. 

And when you did, you were very tempted to close it right in his face. Because Tom was standing on your doorstep looking completely distraught. 

“What are you doing here?” You asked. “He’s mine, isn’t he? Theo’s my son.” He said. You were quiet for a moment before you stepped out on to the porch so Theo wouldn’t hear. 

“Yes. Theo is your’s.” You answered quietly. “Why? Why didn’t you tell me?” Tom asked, the anger in his voice very evident. “Because, Tom, you didn’t want me anymore! A kid wasn’t going to change that! It would tie you down even more than I did.” You replied. “I had a right to know. I’m his father.” He said. 

You ran a hand through her hair as you squeezed your eyes shut trying to make the tears go away. 

“You didn’t want me, Tom. You didn’t want to be with me and a kid wasn’t going to magically fix that. Who’s to say you were going to want to be apart of his life if I told you? Like you said that night, we were 21, our careers taking off. I gave you the freedom you asked for.” You spoke. 

“I messed up, okay? I knew that the second I woke up the next morning and you weren’t there next to me. It was stupid of me to even think that. We could’ve been regular 21 year-olds together.” Tom said. “But at the time, you meant it.” You said. 

The silence that fell upon the two of you was awkward and uncomfortable. The only sound coming from the TV inside seeping through the cracked front door. 

“I need to know him. I know I hurt you and it was the biggest mistake I’ve ever made. But I need to know my son, Y/N.” Tom begged. 

You looked at the man in front of you and didn’t see who you were in a relationship with three years ago. Maybe because he’s had to grow up faster than the usual person. Or maybe because you had to grow up faster and raise a child. 

“You can meet him. But we need to take this very slow. Theo is my entire world and I will not have him end up heartbroken like I was.” You finally spoke. 

Tom’s eyes lit up at your words and he rapidly nodded his head. You slowly let him into the house, Theo entirely unaware that anything was happening. 

“Hey, bud. There’s someone I want you to meet.” You said to the small boy. You sat down next to him, him taking the liberty of crawling onto your lap. 

He stared at Tom warily, wondering why a stranger was in his house. He knew. that he was spider-man but to him spider-man was a stranger. 

“Theo, you know how I told you that daddy was an astronaut exploring space?” You questioned. Theo nodded his head looking up at you. “Well, he’s back from space now. Theo, I want you to meet your dad.” You told him. 

The brunette boy looked from you up to Tom. “My daddy’s spider-man?” Theo questioned. “Yes, your daddy is spider-man.” You confirmed. “That’s why he was in outer space! Helping Iron Man!” Theo shouted. “That’s right bud. I was gone for a while, but I’m here now.” Tom finally spoke. 

Theo left your lap and launched himself at Tom. You didn’t know you would feel so emotional when Theo finally met Tom as his father. You just thought it wouldn’t be until he was older so you weren’t prepared for it. 

“Are you staying, daddy?” Theo asked the man. Tom felt like all of the oxygen was knocked out of his body when Theo called him that. 

He looked over at you and you reluctantly nodded your head. “Yeah, buddy. I’m staying.” He answered. Theo jumped up and down on the couch before you scolded him. 

“Hey, hey, we don’t jump on couches anymore, remember? Besides, it’s past your bedtime.” You told him. “I wanna show daddy my room.” Theo. “He can put you to bed. Now go get your PJs.” You said. 

Theo got off the couch and ran down the hallway towards his room. “He’s going to want to show you all of his Marvel stuff but only for five minutes. After that, tuck him in with his Black Panther stuffie. Then you have to read him a story or he’ll never fall asleep.” You explained to Tom as you stood up. 

“You did a really good job with him.” Tom commented. “I know.” You smiled fondly. “I don’t have to stay if you don’t want me too.” He said. “You’ll sleep in the spare room. He wants you in his life so you have to be here. And tomorrow, we’ll go get Tessa.” You told him. 

Tom smiled at you as you retreated to the kitchen to pick up a bit before bed. Tom walked down the hallway towards Theo’s room and found him all tucked in bed with various pieces fo Marvel collectibles. 

“Daddy, daddy! Come look at the things mommy and Uncle Chwis got for me!” He said to Tom. Tom happily obliged and sat on the edge of the bed as Theo began to explain what everything was. 

You leaned against the doorframe and observed the two together for a short while. You had a lot of healing to do with Tom but you couldn’t deny the fact that Theo needed his dad, despite Tom’s past mistakes. 

[fathomintoxconstellations]

{HANDE ERÇEL, FEMALE, SHE/HER )} have you seen AIDAN “AIDA” SCOTT around icaria? they are the 26 year old child of APHRODITE. they remind me of the faintest scent of luxury perfume, disheveled sheets and a wavering smile. They’ve been on the island for 5 years. 

Basics:

Full Name: Aidan Scott

Nickname: Aida

Parents: Easton Scott & Aphrodite

D.O.B.: October 25th

Age: 26

Profession: Owner of Relaxing Tides

Hometown: Los Angeles

Sexuality: Pansexual

Spoken Languages: English, French, Greek, Turkish and some broken Spanish

Abilities: Emotion manipulation (the ability to control and manipulate emotions); fertility manipulation (along with the ability to bring small things to life for a limited time)

BIO:

TW: Mental Illness, Alcoholism, Drugs, Violence

Aidan Scott spent her entire childhood having to live up to an idea. Her father, Easton Scott, would tell her stories about her stunning mother. The woman who could make jaws drop with a passing look. The most beautiful woman in the world who Aida apparently was a ‘spitting image of’.  Only the woman she believed was her mother, wasn’t, the free spirited woman who walked out on their family when Aida was only a child. But, Aphrodite- the goddess of love and beauty.

Easton and Hayley had been young and rushed too quickly into marriage. They barely knew each other and, after the first year into their marriage, Hayley couldn’t bring herself to stay. With his wife walking out on him, Easton quickly slipped back into a depression. He was half way through a bottle when he stumble upon a woman he couldn’t take his eyes off of. It was one night of passion and praise and, the next thing Easton knew, the goddess left a beautiful baby girl off on his doorstep and the child was constantly reminded of just how beautiful she was.

Aida loved her father and, for the most part, things were great. Better than great. When Easton was good, it was like her world was touched with light and fire. He’d tell the school she was sick so they could to the arcade or an amusement park. She’d wake up to pancakes and waffles and so much food it could feed a neighborhood; the most exorbitant and over the top breakfasts imaginable. They’d dance around in their living and laugh till the sun came up. But, it was get to be too much. He’d have so much energy that he’d keep her up for days. She’d could barely focus let alone stay awake at her desk. He’d start comparing her more and more to the woman she didn’t remember and could never live up to. He’d even have her pretend to be her mother on occasion, just before he crashed. During the lows, Easton would barely get out of bed. If she walked in five minutes late from school, he might even throw a glass at her head for worrying him too much. She loved her dad and she tried not to ever blame him for the mania or the depression. Instead, she handled what little money they had and did her best to take care of the both of them, often playing down how smart and responsible she truly was to help put her father’s mind at ease and act like any other kid without a trouble in the world.

That was until her abilities began to set in. Aida didn’t understand it, but in high school, the girl slowly started to see more and more people around her become overrun by their emotions. A cashier who she exchanged friendly words with for a few seconds, would start throwing things the next. At first she thought it was just her imagination and, yet, she couldn’t shake this feeling that she was the cause of it. She tried to bring it up with her father, but he’d just brush it off like it was nothing. When she discovered she had the ability to bring small things to life for a limited time- she hoped that was the proof she needed that something was going on with her. Maybe even was wrong with her? But, instead of having an answer, her dad signed her up for therapy. For years, she convinced herself it was all in her head. Maybe she was just crazy? Hiding her worry behind pretty smiles that didn’t quite reach the eye and a long train of partying and booze. But, finally the truth came out.

Demigods were going missing, so her dad reached out to the mother she never knew. She was beyond angry and hurt at her dad for hiding it. He had been trying to protect her, but in doing so, he made her feel lost and alone. Words were said. Bitter phrases the two would long regret. And the next thing Aida knew, she was packing up her bag, heading off to Icaria and not looking back.

Aida keeps up her carefree appearance, often losing herself to the bottle of a bottle or waking up in strangers beds. She’s a flirt decked out in designer clothes who uses her ability of emotion manipulation to be able to live the lavish lifestyle she had never been privy to growing up. She’s smart, but often chooses to feign innocent or tone down just how much so in public, pretending to be more like the mysterious goddess who is her mother than she truly thinks she is. Aida pushes down the guilt she has for how her and her dad, the closest man in her life, ended things and hides behind the pretty walls she’s built up for herself.

Wanted Connections:

Family:

Half-Siblings: Briar (super close); Max (Used to Party in Vegas before finding out they’re related) & Lyric

Brother in Law: Colton (Married to Briar)

Little Sister

Adopted Sibling

Make-Shift Siblings (taken each other under their wing or relied on each other as family)

Cousins

Relative Once Removed

Work: 

Coworkers at Relaxing Tides

Regular Customers at the Spa

People to test out different Spa Treatments on - Theo;

Friendships:

Best Male Friend

Best Female Friend

Mean Girls/Heathers Trio of Best Friends- Rue/Rye

Friends

Role Model (Someone she looks up to/strives to be like)

Dysfunctional Role Model (Someone who looks up to her/strives to be like her)

Someone who brings out the best in her

Someone who brings out the worst in her

Someone to teach her how to fight/protect herself

Workout Buddy/Sparring Partner

Partner in Crime

Friends from College - Dexter (helped him out secretly with school);

Friends from High School

Childhood Best Friend

Family Friends

Phone a Friend (the person she goes to/calls whenever she’s in trouble)

Old Roommate

Couch Surfer (Someone who used to crash on her couch from time to time)

Spider Killer (Calls them over at weird hours in the night to do odd tasks like kill a spider)

One Sided Friendship

Frenemies (Act super nice, but actually don’t get along/like each other)

Bickering Frenemies (Act like they hate each other, but really love the hell out of each other)

Frenemies who get high together- Gianna

Friends who had a falling out

Friends who grew apart

Someone who takes her under their wing

Someone who she takes under her wing

Mom Friend (Mothers the hell out of her)

Dad Friend (Fathers the hell out of her)

Someone who brings out the more serious side of her

Someone who discovers how smart she truly is

A friend who is lying to her

A friend who she is lying to

A friend who helped her out back when she was making ends meet

Toxic Friendship

Rivals

Acquaintances (Have always been aware of the other person’s existence, but for some reason have never grown close)

Stumbled upon each other in either an awkward or personal moment and now have trouble looking each other in the eyes

Wingwoman (Someone she’s a wingwoman for)

Wingman/Wingwoman for Her

Fake friend

Fake Staker (someone who she teases about stalking her, but actually enjoys their company)

Thrift Shop Buddy- Mari

Enjoys their company, but acts embarrassed to actually admit they’re friends- Caelan

Breakfast Club (Someone she met once when traveling. They opened up to each other and had a breakfast club-esque relationship for a day/weekend before they parted ways, only to see each other again now) -HJ

Drug Dealer (Someone he goes to for drugs)

Good Influence (Someone who disapproves of Aida’s choices and tries to help her)

Bad Influence (Someone who encourages her questionable choices)

Someone who helps her gain more control of her abilities

Someone who she helps gain more control of their abilities

Someone who plays pranks on her/teases her, but she pretends not to get it/find it funny

Bond over their experiences with Metal Illness- Mara

Don’t Believe in Love- Mira (bonded over how they don’t do relationships);

Serendipity (Someone who she consistently runs into again and again over the years; could be friends or acquaintances, but neither can deny, it’s weird that they keep on meeting like this)

Relationships:

Exes who ended on good terms

Exes who ended on bad terms

Exes who still hook up on occasion- Deacon

First time

Old Flame

Past one night stand

FWB- Lisa; 

EX-FWB - Noah (Before he dated Briar- never talk about the fact they hooked up);

Crush

Ex Crush turned Friend

Ex Crush turned Foe

Exes who are now friends, but don’t ever talk about the fact that they dated

Unrequited love

First boyfriend

First girlfriend

Kindergarten couple

End-game- Zoey

[imaginetonyandbucky]

little bit of me, little bit of you

Part II | Part I | Part III

It has to be a coincidence—a weird, improbable, very uncanny coincidence—and Bucky really, honestly tries to convince himself of that, at first. Because even in a world with actual aliens living and working among everyday humans, super soldiers and superheroes running around New York, and hot dogs costing more than two fucking dollars, what are the chances that Bucky, somehow, had a child with current crush more than a decade ago without either of them remembering anything about it?

They’re pretty slim, is what they are.

Bucky has ample reason to doubt that he was in any way involved in creating Gabriel, and one of the biggest one is Steve. Bucky’s memory is, admittedly, still full of holes and untruths, but Steve’s known Bucky since they were toddlers, and he’s always been excellent at remembering even the most asinine things, even long before he got the serum. If there’s one other person aside from Bucky who’d see any potential similarities between Bucky and Gabriel, if there were any, it would be Steve.

But Steve hadn’t said anything before moving Bucky into the tower, and had only tilted his head, shrugged, and said, “Huh, you think so?” when Bucky had made a joke that wasn’t really one about how Gabriel could be his little brother or cousin, looks-wise.

So, Bucky tries to let the whole thing go. And fails, miserably.

(More after the break!)

He can’t explain why, or how, but he just knows. He knows there’s something more here, something he can’t recall, something just beyond reach, that was stolen from him, and he’s determined to find out what, exactly. And get it back.

The very first thing he learns—and probably should’ve expected—is that tracking down baby photos of someone who’s supposed to have died over seventy years ago, and has no more living relatives is a huge pain in the ass. He does eventually find a few, in a private art collection centred around the Howlies, of all places, but the owner is more than happy to send him copies in exchange for one of those tacky autograph cards Avengers PR insists they all carry around with them.

Once he has the pictures, carefully laid out on his kitchen counter, Bucky has to admit that he can’t blame Steve for not noticing. At first glance, Gabriel looks like Stark, just like his brothers, and doesn’t seem to have anything in common with Bucky at six, or fifteen, or twenty. They all have the same colouring, the same basic facial structure, even the same cheeky smile. Stark’s gene game is pretty strong, to put it short.

But it’s there, in the details, the resemblance that had initially thrown Bucky so much; that stubborn hair whorl that seems nearly untamable, the dimple in the left cheek that only ever makes an appearance during full-on belly laughter, the tiny little beauty mark under the right ear, some of the distinctive mannerisms, like the way the both move, sometimes, when they tuck their hair behind their ears, or try to hold back a smirk.

None of it is obvious, though, not unless someone’s actively looking. And Bucky can’t seem to stop, once he has admitted, to himself at least, that Gabriel has to be his.

Natasha’s silence is simultaneously skeptical and judging when Bucky calls her up to ask for a favour. He doesn’t delude himself that he won’t be interrogated about his sketchy behaviour eventually, but Nat promises to get him the HYDRA mission reports involving the Winter Soldier from the year before Gabriel’s birth, and that’s all that matters.

With that done, all Bucky can do, unfortunately, is wait. He briefly considers just flat out asking Tony about it, but he doesn’t actually think Tony knows much more than he does himself, as unlikely as that sounds. Tony hadn’t seemed like he’d met Bucky before, when Steve had introduced them, or acted like he was hiding something, or keeping secrets. And they might not have known each other for too long yet, but Bucky refuses to believe that Tony’s the sort of person who would lie like this, about his own child.

Before Bucky can drive himself crazy by overthinking the situation, and going over what little evidence he has again and again, Tony himself actually, albeit unknowingly, gives him his next clue.

The boys are parked on the couch when Bucky walks into the penthouse, not arguing or bickering for once, but all talking at once and over each other at the smiling man on the screen of the tablet that sits on the coffee table in front of them. Gabriel is talking about his science project, while Max whines about how unfair Tony’s being about something or other, and Theo just throws out all the Spanish words he’s learned recently, from the sound of it.

“Come on,” Tony says, appearing in the kitchen doorway, “they won’t even notice you’re here. They haven’t talked to Léon in a while, I think they’re updating him on literally everything that’s happened over the last two months.”

They settle at the kitchen table, where both Tony’s tools, and a cup of coffee for Bucky are already waiting. Tony’d suggested moving their maintenance sessions up to the penthouse a few weeks ago, as long as no bigger machinery or anything was needed. It’s definitely more comfortable, and usually ends with Bucky staying for lunch or dinner, and then a movie or games with the kids. Or just the food, movie, and games, more and more often.

He’d jumped at the chance to get to know Gabriel the first time Tony had invited him to stay for grilled cheeses and creamy tomato soup—it had been Theo’s day to choose lunch—but it’s not only his curiosity that keeps him coming back. He’d grown up in a huge family, with five sisters and little cousins always around, and he misses it. Still having Steve helps, a lot, but playing, snuggling, or roughhousing with the boys just settles something in Bucky, and always manages to calm him down or cheer him up, depending on what kind of day he’s had.

And getting some quality time with Tony is a definite plus, too.

“So,” Bucky says, once Tony’s knuckle deep in the wiring of his arm, and conveniently not looking at Bucky to see how much he’s currently failing at being subtle, “I’m assumin’ Léon is the famous Tío Léon?”

It’s not that Bucky’s jealous, because he’s got neither the right nor a reason to be—he gets to see the boys and Tony at least three to four times a week, these days—but Tío Léon is a constant topic of conversation in the Stark household. Still, he doesn’t expect the question to make Tony pause, and chew his bottom lip for a moment before sitting back, a strangely intense expression on his face.

Bucky is about to apologise for overstepping when Tony says, “He’s their father. Max and Theo’s.”

Even though he’s not sure why, Bucky can tell Tony’s being defensive. He must realise it, too, because a moment later he deflates, breathing out in one long whoosh, and sheepishly rubs at the back of his neck. “Sorry. I—not everyone’s happy with our arrangement. I keep getting shit for it still, which. I can brush it off easy enough, but I don’t want my kids too see or hear any of that.”

“Fuck those people,” Bucky says, frowning, and Tony snorts, the last of the tension leaving his shoulders. Then he points at Tony, and warns, “I’m not puttin’ a dollar in the jar for that, the boys didn’t even hear.”

“Fair,” Tony allows, but the silence that follows is uncharacteristically awkward, for them.

It’s Bucky who breaks it after a moment. “You don’t have to, obviously, but you can tell me, if you want. I’ll listen. An’ only judge you quietly.”

“Asshole,” Tony quips back, smiling again as he kicks Bucky’s foot. Then he groans, tipping his head back, clearly embarrassed when he says, “Theo was my midlife crisis, I think. I just. Woke up one day, and realised I was almost forty, and that if I wanted more kids, I should probably get on that. Léon was happy to help out again.”

Bucky has to bite the inside of his cheek to keep himself from saying something dumb like, “I bet he did,” but he manages.

“And Max—I was an only child, and I hated it,” Tony sighs, absently playing with the small drill in his hand. “I didn’t want that for Gabriel. And having children had always been a vague plan for the future, so. After Gabriel, I knew I definitely wanted more, and I didn’t want to wait forever. And so we had Max.”

“But you’re not together?” Bucky guesses, trying to not sound hopeful. “Anymore?”

Tony shakes his head. “Never were. We met in college, kept in touch over the years, hooked up sometimes when we were both single. I love him, as a friend and the father of my children, but it was never more, for neither of us. He agreed to help me, uh, make Max and Theo, but he never wanted to be a dad. Which was perfect, really, since I wanted kids, not a boyfriend.”

It feels like he’s pressing his luck, but he most likely won’t get another chance like this one. Hiding his trembling hands under the table, heart feeling like it’s about to beat out of his chest, Bucky asks, “And what about Gabriel?”

- Potrix | AO3 

A/N: This is now officially a story full of cliffhangers, I guess? Also, I’m thinking of Oscar Isaac when I talk about Léon. Just imagine how gorgeous those kids have to be? Part III on Monday! 

[truly-soulmates]

Update on the Supernatural AU Part 1

Since it’s been a while since I posted the idea for this AU so I thought I’d give an update on the story and characters.

So there will be One main story and a lot of side stories. The main story will focus on all of the ships but mainly Terrornuckel, H20Vanoss, MiniCat and NatePat. I might add Brohm back as a main ship but idk

The side stories will be: Voices (Brohm) Midnight Drop (CartoonzxSatt) Victory (Jon/Evan and Luke/Satt’s backstory) Backtrack (Minicat) Gone (Brock and his family’s backstory) Out of all the idoits here, why am I stuck with you three? ( Fluffy/Just stupid Derp Crew, Zeroyalchaos)

There are others but I can’t choose a good title for them. (I’ll probably edit this later and add them)

As I stated earlier, I would show you the rough drafts of some of the characters backgrounds and motives for the story.

Hunters would include

House Fong: Evan, his husband Jon, his half-brother Mark and Mark’s fiancee Jack continued the family’s name as the most feared name in the community, that is until the Winchesters came, took their title and got Jon and Jack killed. Now, two years later, it’s just Evan and Mark and they want revenge on Jon Winchester for ruining basically everything. But that might have to wait when they get word of a Vampire nest in South Carolina.

The Patrick’s: Brock wasn’t meant to be a hunter, in fact he tried to avoid it, but hunting ran in the family so there was no avoiding it. When his parents were killed by a Wendigo he was only 5. His oldest brother, Mat (16), and his sister, Krista (12), were gone on their own hunt and his brother, Leon (10), was on a hunt with their uncle. He was left in a motel room for a week before Leon came back and found him in a corner of the room, crying, and holding a dagger close to his chest. Since then, his siblings raised him. If Brock was honest, losing his parents broke his heart but he could never say that aloud, not when he’s a hunter.  When Mat left the their group to start anew with his husband Nate and their two kids, Manu and Keshet, Brock was heartbroken once again. Mat was his mentor, basically his dad, and now he was gone but that was okay because his sister and other brother was still there. Then, two years later, she had to leave as well. Krista “left” the hunting life for a peaceful life in the U.K. with her husband, Nikolai, and two kids, Grayson and Theo. All that was left of the group was His brother Leon, his wife Ella and Brock. Then, in September, Krista came back to the group with her son Grayson. Brock found out two months later that Nikolai and Theo were possessed and then promptly killed by John Winchester. Once again, Brock was heartbroken but now he’s pissed. Hunting kept taking everything from him.  And that’s not the worst of it,now it might take the guy he’s fallen for. He may have fell for a Werewolf, maybe…. Yeah, he’s definitely head over heels for this werewolf. He’s so fucked……

Tyler “Wild” Wine: Tyler was made for the Hunter life. He was born and raised for it, and no one could stop him from getting the title of second fear after he took down Murmur, a powerful son of a bitch. But that all changed when that damn John Winchester showed up and ruined his hunts. Tyler lost everything but he got over it when he met Craig, a simple guy who was dragged into a shit situation. Tyler abandoned the hunter life for a bit just to settle and work things out between them, by a bit he meant two and a half years.  When he finally convinced his husband to let him hunt again, he was so excited even more when he found out that Luke was on the same hunt as him. Now he can hunt again and he can come home to his lovely Husband of two years and to his beautiful 4 month old son, Percy. There’s only one problem though, they’re hunting witches and those witches are the last people they expected.

The Pattersons: An old Family, like the Fongs, was mainly ran by first born sons Luke and Jon, twins, while they’re half-sister, Glory, could have a normal-ish life. Jon left after two years of leading to marry Evan Fong and combined the two families. Luke soon married as well, but he married a non-hunter named Mike who he met while hunting a ghost. While Luke was busy teaching Mike how to hunt, Jon was “ killed” during a Vamp nest raid.  Now, after a couple of years, Luke is finally getting out of his depression thanks to Mike and his little angel Irene. He is ready to hunt again. But he never would have guessed that his first hunt would be his own husband.

The Sharps: a relatively new name to the Hunting community but that was expected when Nate married Hunter whose family was and is popular in the Hunting community. When Nate first met Mat is wasn’t a good first meeting, Long story short Mat saved Nate from being eaten by a Rugaru and then promptly knocked him the fuck out and that happened when he was 17! (The same time when Mat’s parents were killed) They met again years later when Nate, after a few years of hunting after Mat saved him, was helping Bobby Singer do some research on Sireins. When they met again, Mat may have stared at him for a good ten minutes and then as soon as he got caught he immediately turn to run but ran into little eight year old Brock, who was carrying three heavy books and then dropped them on Mat’s left foot. Nate had a really good laugh, got a date with said moron who got books dropped on him and then got hit upside the head for “lollygagging”, it was a good day. After that, they just kept running into each other until they finally settled down together, Nate was 26 while Mat was 24.  Now they have two wonderful kids, a son named Manu and a daughter named Keshet, who Nate will protect at every cost, even if it means killing a few.. “monsters”…yeah, monsters.

Monsters

Jon was always a wild card while Luke was a natural leader. You could ask anyone and they would tell you that the Patterson twins were born to be perfect hunters. While growing up, Jon was always the one learning elegant and “Show-offy” moves as Luke always said.  Not that those moves would help him a week after he learned them. He was barely 14 when his father let Luke and him hunt some hellhounds a few towns over. At the end of that hunt, Luke became more tactical while Jon a taken on a mask to hide the scars of where the hound had got him. About two years later, Jon met Evan Fong in a bar trying to get information on a new hunt. From the moment they saw each other, they were always together, even when they weren’t together romantically. But when they did start dating, they were a even more deadly pair because they now had another reason to live.  But now…Jon is alone, well he has Ze and the others but you know what I mean, and he’s a blood sucker but that’s fine. He’ll wait for Evan, no matter how long it takes.

Werewolves: (Only need to finish Max’s and then we’re good here) -Ryan, if you asked him, didn’t always get along with the voice in his head. Yes, voice. He wasn’t crazy and no, he doesn’t have multiple personality disorder, he just has a voice who talks to him; kinda like lovers do. The voice wasn’t always there, it just kinda start talking one morning and Ryan just went with it.  When he was bit by Brian, it was an accident he swears, the voice was still there and this time he finally got a name from it. It’s name was Bryce. Ryan wouldn’t ever say it aloud but he fell in love with the voice. Then came the day he ran into a new Hunter, he says new because Max didn’t recognize him. This hunter had tied him down and performed an exorcism, the whole time Bryce screamed and begged.  Years have passed since then and Ryan misses Bryce daily. But now, after so much time, he heard him once again. He’s gonna find that voice again. And Brian, will you stop laughing, he’s real!!

-Brain doesn’t really remember most of his “old” life and by old he means that he doesn’t remember anything before he was 15, when a Werewolf bit him. But he really doesn’t care, he has his pack and that was completely fine until he met them, Two adult hunters that took Ryan, basically tortured him and then, sloppy, left behind  a “trail”. ( Their scents, blood, numbers and most of their fake names) So he took it upon himself to get even with them. That was before he met him, his moon. Brian had just bought some raw meats when he ran into man who smelled like gunpowder, sandalwood and rosemary. Since then, Brian keeps taking this guy, Brock, on coffee and library dates, he could possibly care less about his original reason for being there. That is until he meets Brock’s family and find out that those two hunters are not only married and have two kids but one of them is Brock’s brother and the other is his brother in-law. Now Brian has to decide if he really wants to avenge his packmate or if he wants to stay with Brock. -When Max was born he was given to his Dad because he was a bastard, he was accident that happened on a bad day. He knew this because his Father told him about his Mom and her family and Max honestly didn’t mind, she was a hunter and so were his half-siblings while Max and his Dad were both werewolves. But he did remember his mother’s smell, sandlewood and peppermint. Max grew up with a pretty normal lifestyle until his Father bit the boy nextdoor, Brian. His father ran away and Max had to teach Brian how to be a werewolf, which was pretty easy. And then years later, Max had to deal with teaching Ryan which was much harder because of his “Friend” .( Max swears Ryan is crazy) Then came the day two hunters showed up and took Ryan away. While Brian was hell-bent on finding him, Max was more concerned about the fact the one of the Hunter’s had the exact same smell of sandlewood coming from him as his Mother did. When they found them, Max met his half-brother. While trying to free Ryan as Brian keep the hunters busy, one of them snuck up on him, tackled him and tried to stab him but Max recognized his scent, kicked him off of him and heard the other hunter scream his name. Matt. Now, here he is with Brian facing his half-siblings and doesn’t have the heart to tell Brian the truth about his crush’s family. Also, not to mention the really cute guy that he keeps seeing everywhere but that’s not the problem.

Witches Craig, more commonly known as Mini, is a very powerful blood kitchen witch and is the head witch of his own coven. He could take out any hunter that is until Tyler found him. As soon as Craig laid eyes on the giant hunter, he knew that he had to have him. So, obviously, that meant he was going to trick home into loving him but to his surprise he didn’t have to, the Hunter already loved him. Now that he has the Hunter and their son, Craig is perfectly happy and can live a normal life; kinda. Who said that he still couldn’t continue his magic?

Mike, known as Satt to other witches, is a Hellenic Tech witch.  He never expected to get a family, he expected to be shot one day just for being him. Since being him lead him to being abandoned by his “family” for being trans, lead him to Witchcraft and lead him to his Coven. But when it lead him to Luke, he never expected the Hunter to fall for him, to marry him or for him to give Mike a beautiful daughter named Irene. Mike never saw that coming, but Luke one-day pointing a gun at him? He definitely saw that and he hated it.

Lucas wasn’t always a powerful Celtic Witch. Before he was very weak and could hardly make a decent hex bag. But that was all before He meet John, a Gecko Familiar, who changed his life forever. Now, years later, Lucas is extremely powerful and is working with Mini and Satt to keep themselves safe, only if John would fucking behave.

There will be a second part to this since there are still many characters that I would love to show you guys and part of one of the side stories!! (Hint: It’s about the favorite blue wearing boy) -