THIS CHAPTER WAS SO CUTE BUT ALSO SO SINFUL AKFBSHFISKDNFU I Feel Like Just Reading This Chapter Cleansed

THIS CHAPTER WAS SO CUTE BUT ALSO SO SINFUL AKFBSHFISKDNFU I feel like just reading this chapter cleansed my soul 🙏🏻

Only Happy Accidents (seven)

March 11 / 18th Week

Warnings: smut :), Steve? yeah, he has a daddy kink tbh, and a breeding kink, and an overstimulation kink, Steve loves aftercare, Steve also loves Gossip Girl

Songs: “Norman Fucking Rockwell”— Lana Del Rey / “I Need a Woman To Love”— Kesha

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YN would have been honest to god exhausted from her day if she wasn’t carrying the small black gift bag in her hand. From almost having sex with her baby-daddy-fiancee-roomie-boyfriend to doctors appointments to bridal boutiques all the while four and a half months pregnant all she normally would have wanted to do was curl up on the couch with a blanket and a Steve and pass out until Steve carried her to bed. 

However, the bag she was carrying made her heart clench and her stomach flip and her knees weak. 

Steve wasn’t home yet— she had gotten a text from him about twenty minutes ago saying that he was leaving the compound. This meant she had ten more minutes to strip herself of her clothes, slip on the sexy sheer silk maternity neglige, muss up her hair and find a flattering position on Steve’s bed. 

It was thrilling stepping into his bathroom and stripping. She threw her clothes into the hamper (underwear and all) and pulled the pretty baby doll over her head, enjoying the way that the split up the centre showcased her growing bump. She had gained weight, sure— her thighs and arms and boobs and chin were rounder, but with Steve watching her every move like she ignited the sun made her feel as if she were the only woman in the world. She pulled a pair of lacy, thin underwear over her already-soaked core and ran her hands through her hair as she walked back to the bed, crawling on it and lounging against the pillows. 

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with puppies at TIFF, 2018 - 2019

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Only Happy Accidents (two)

Summary: After being ghosted by YN, a girl he turned out really liking, Steve goes to her door to find out just what he did wrong.

Warnings: pregnancy test stress, gross food cravings, NatBucky fluff, stressed!Steve

Songs: “Archer”- Taylor Swift

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November 14th / 2nd Week

YN YLN felt like someone came down from heaven and took a shit on her face. She had felt wonderful since Steve had been over up until now, and she groaned, burying her face into her pillow and trying t find any lingering scents of Steve on her pillow. She made a noise in the back of her throat when she found nothing but the scent of her own shampoo. She reached over to her phone under her pillow and looked at it, a thrill shooting through her body when she saw that she had a text from none other than the Retired Captain America. 

From: Grandpa

Morning, pretty thing :)

The dork hadn’t sent her one single emoji, and she doubted that if he even knew what they were that he would like them. ‘too kiddish’, she could hear him say and she kicked her feet like a teenager. 

To: Grandpa

Morning, handsome! How was ur morning so far??

She locked her phone and checked the date on the lockscreen, squinting at the number suspiciously. There was something supposed to be happening right now. Today was a Thursday, so she had it off, but there was something else personally. 

Her eyes widened, and every nerve in her body felt as if it had been dipped in ice water. 

She was supposed to have gotten her period eight whole days ago. 

She ripped her blankets off of her, and pulled her pants down, groaning when there was no blood to be found and cursing to herself. She had always been regular with her cycle. She tracked it, and took vitamins and magnesium and iron supplements and even went sustainable with it— got a diva cup and everything. Sure, her period sucked but it was usually one thing that she could count on to be on time. 

She rushed to the bathroom to splash water on her face and wracked her brain to try to remember if she and Steve had used protection. They had in the morning, she knew— she made sure to roll the condom on herself and everything but the night before was so quick and hurried and oh, God. No. Nothey had not used protection. 

Fuck. 

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Chris Evans playing with puppies at TIFF with @findingthemhomes

@EW: Captain America’s biggest weakness — puppies!