#this could perfectly work as a precuel for mistake and i love that

[anythingbutmar]

Christmas cookies

Diego Hargreeves x pregnant!reader

Summary: Pregnancy cravings can suck, specially when they come at unholy hours and you have to make them yourself, but at least your husband’s there to help.

A/N: you already know I’m a sucker for domestic Diego so this was just lovely to write!

Warnings: don’t try to bake cookies the way I just described! Please avoid food poisoning my dears.

“Babe.” You whispered, shaking your husband’s shoulder, only hearing a snore in return.

“Diego!” This time you shook him a little too hard, almost pushing him off the bed.

“Y/N? What? Is the baby coming? I’ll get the car keys!” He instantly stood up, looking for a pair of pants.

“What? No, we still have about 4 months left silly.” You laughed at his messy hair and shaken expression.

“Then why would you wake me at...” He grabbed his phone, looking at the time. “Three AM?!”

“I have a craving...” You chuckled, staring at your hands on your lap.

“Aww, is our baby girl hungry?” He sat back down, placing a kiss on your belly.

“We don’t know what they are yet.” You caressed his cheek, always loving his hopeful smile.

“I just have a feeling!” He gently placed his hand over yours. “So what are you two craving now?”

“Do we still have those cookie molds?”

“Oh no.” He shook his head.

Minutes later you were both wearing an apron over your pajamas as you set the ingredients on the table.

“What should I play?” Diego pointed at his phone.

“Mariah Carey!” You cheered excitedly.

He rolled his eyes but did so anyways. “You do realize we’re well into March, don’t you sweets?”

“You can’t bake christmas cookies without christmas music.”

You started mixing the butter and sugar but Diego took the mixer from your hand, giving you a kiss on the top of your head. “Why don’t you get started on the frosting? I know that’s your favorite part”

He was right, you loved frosting, so as Diego added the dry ingredients to the batter you mixed sugar, water and meringue powder before splitting the mix into two bowls. As you did, Diego had already placed the dough in the oven so you could roll it in an hour. He was surprisingly good at baking for a man who ate raw eggs for breakfast. He grabbed the green food coloring as you did with the red and you both mixed it with the separated frostings.

“Now what?” He asked, hugging you from behind. Ever since your baby bump started growing that became his favorite position, he loved placing his hands on it while also holding you tightly. It was heaven for him, all his world inside his arms.

“Now we wait.” You started swaying to the tune of Mariah’s version of Joy to the World.

He twirled you around to face him and held you as close as he could with your belly between you two. “I can’t wait to be able to dance like this with my little girl.”

“I’m sure she’ll be very happy to know that her daddy is the best dancer in the world.” He lifted an eyebrow in disbelief at your use of the pronouns. “To be honest, I also have that feeling but I don’t wanna get ahead of myself. Do we really want to wait until the birth to know the sex?”

“I mean I used to, but I don’t think I can wait that long, how about we ask on our next appointment?” You nodded excitedly.

“But right now I think I need to sit down, I’m tired.” You said before seeing a wicked smile on your husband’s face as he lifted you up and carried you all the way to the couch, where, once again, he sat on one end with open legs, gesturing for you to lie between them so he could hug you from behind again.

You played the first thing you saw on Netflix but minutes later you were both sleeping like sloths, which meant only two things.

1. The future parent life was already affecting your sleep schedule.

2. You’d have christmas cookies for breakfast.

[nekoannie-chan]

Undisclosed desires part I

Pairing: Brock Rumlow X Mutant HYDRA! Reader

Word count: 1094 words.

Summary: Brock and Y/N met at HYDRA Academy, what will their beginnings as double agents in S.H.I.E.L.D. look like?

Warnings: Brock and Y/N are wicked, and swearing.

A/N: Y/N is a mutant, reading minds is one of Y/N’s powers.

Flashback is in italics

This is my entry to the @romantic-barnes ‘s Clair’s Birthday Bash with the song lyric prompt:

“You trick your lovers

That you're wicked and divine

You may be a sinner

But your innocence is mine” [Undisclosed desires, Muse]

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Part II    Part 0 -precuel-

You took a sip of your tea, after the training and tests that lasted about two years, which was a standard procedure, finally the day they were going to have their first mission in S.H.I.E.L.D. arrived; they had been told that they had to arrive a little earlier than normal.  

"Do you think we'll make it?” Brock asked you by kissing you on the head, he had just entered the kitchen.  

"Is my bad guy afraid?” You made fun of him. 

"No, but you know this is important...” 

"We learned very well at the Academy," you interrupted him.  

You and Brock met at HYDRA Academy, you started dating within a few months; both had been assigned to S.H.I.E.L.D. as double agents along with Jack and other colleagues.  

"You were the smartest of our generation," Brock said.  

"And you're the best at hand-to-hand combat, strategy, and weapon handling," you recalled.  

"We're the best team," Brock said, starting to eat his breakfast.

 The first training was completed, the superior in charge; who told them to call him Agent Miller, had made the rules very clear, however, instead of inspiring fear or respect, you two were holding back laughter throughout the training.  

"That guy's not one of us," you reported to your boyfriend in a whisper while you were in the hallway after training.  

"How do you know? He asked intrigued.  

"Do you forget that I can read minds?”  

Brock smiled sorry, you had always been able to use your powers very well to favour you, and the teachers at the Academy always saw a lot of potential in you from the first moment so you always strived to achieve your goals. It should be said that you never said anything about your powers in S.H.I.E.L.D., HYDRA had been tasked with not disclosing all the information of its agents to the other organization, they had to maintain the ‘surprise factor’.

"He is so disgusting...” 

“Y/L/N! Rumlow!” The agent called them.  

"Sir.” 

 "The hallways aren't for them to be doing cheesy," he scolded you.  

Both nodded, from the first minute the man seemed not to be very happy with the presence of the couple.  

"Sir, I'm sorry, but we were just...” 

"I'm not interested in your reasons, Rumlow, I've heard a lot about you two, here it doesn't matter that you've been the best in your classes, this is the real world and you're not special; so don't waste any more time and go to your next training or whatever you're scheduled for,' he told them.  

"Yes, sir," you replied in unison.

You started walking in the opposite direction, what you least needed was to have problems of any kind, when you were far enough away, 

Brock took your hand.  

“Bite me fuckin’ moron”, Brock murmured. 

You laughed when you heard his comment.

 "One day we'll finally have our revenge," Brock suddenly remarked as he drove.  

"Eh?”  

"For everything, Agent Miller has told us," he clarified.  

You laughed, several times they had talked about the subject, however, they knew that the mission HYDRA had was more important than anything, and you changed the song.

 “You trick your lovers

That you're wicked and divine

You may be a sinner

But your innocence is mine” 

 "That song, especially that verse describes you perfectly, babe," Brock said.  

"Are you implying that I am wicked and divine?”  

"Of course you are also a sinner... though I won't deny that I love it," he replied loudly.  

"Well, you're right, no one would think of everything I'm capable of doing.”  

"So what do you propose?” Brock questioned by resuming the previous topic.  

"I still can't think of anything, but we can justify that it was for HYDRA's sake, you have to plan it very well, it's an important agent for S.H.I.E.L.D., so chances are if it caused a stir," you explained.   

"You'll come up with something effective.”  

“You are the strategist.”

"But you are the mastermind who knows what others will do," Brock said.  

"You know what would be super sexy?” You asked. 

"What?”  

"That you were the Commander of the STRIKE team," you replied.  

"And what would you be?”  

“Second Commander or Commander of another team.” 

"I like the idea," Brock replied just before turning off the car and getting off.  

"Miller will go with us to the mission," Jack told you when he saw you coming. 

"Ughh," you said upset.

"Do you think...?"  

You knew what Brock meant, but you didn't even have a good plan or some fame in the organization yet, first they had to change that situation and then, you could think about it.  

"No, it would only bring us trouble, we must find the perfect time to make it look like a ‘collateral damage’ of the mission and no one would investigate us or have problems," you explained quickly to see that the other agents approached.

You listened carefully to the orders and plan to execute, it did not seem difficult, but rather routine; you began to follow the plan as soon as you reached the mission site, which was in a bar.

However, you didn't count on their target not being in the place I had informed them, you went against Miller's orders and started talking to one of the enemies trying to get the information you needed he wouldn't tell you, so you used your powers to read his mind.  

"The third room in the back after turning right, there it is," you informed Brock by the communicator.  

Immediately he went to the place, as soon as he found it, he informed the rest of the team, while you managed to escape the enemy. 

When you were on the ship to return to base, Miller began to scold you, although the rest of the team was trying to defend you.  

"I'm sorry, but it was the only way the mission was successful," you justified yourself.

"You could have compromised it! You're no longer at the Academy, you can't do what you want here, you must obey orders, as soon as we get to the base, I'll let the director know what happened," Miller said.  

You stopped Brock before he said anything else. 

"I'm not going to let him talk to you like that," Brock whispered.  

"I know, but we can't make things worse, I've read the minds of the other agents, they know Fury won't agree with him," you said in a barely audible way to Brock.  

The next morning you were called to Fury's office, who congratulated you on your performance on the first mission.