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Secrets and Fun - Grant Gustin

summary : Grant asks you out on a date, but you think it’s just as friends. Later on that night you fid out that he likes you the way you’ve liked him and things get a bit heated from there.

word count : 3.6k +

warnings : nervous reader, nervous Grant, fluff, smut, fingering, heated make out session, little bit of cursing, unprotected sex, little bit more fluff.

pairing : grant gustin x actress!reader

prompt : “Hi! I love love love your imagines so so much, and if it’s not too much to ask could I request a Grant Gustin x Reader where they’re friends, but secretly have feelings for each other and finally he breaks down and tells her how he feels and it leads to some, ahem, “fun” later on? Thanks so much!!!” - anon

A/N : lol I feel like this is suupper long. Idk, but I hope you enjoy! :D

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Originally posted by ireneknight

Grant Gustin has liked you for a while now, ever since you two were introduced on the set of The Flash during season two. It was now time to film season four of the DC show.

You weren’t big on the show, maybe a hero that would come up and every now and again, but with Grant’s character ‘Barry’ now gone, your character is now much bigger.

You and Candice sat in makeup, talking and getting ready for the new scene. You and Candice have grown close to one anther over the past few weeks, having many scenes together. One thing you two had bonded over was of course- Grant Gustin himself. Candice and Danielle would constantly tease you about having a crush on Grant, but every time they did you would deny any accusation, but of course they were right.

You did like Grant, but you knew it was wrong since you two were co-workers, friends. You couldn’t be anything more than that, or it would ruin your friendship. Even with Grant not filming as much anymore, he was still always on set.

“Y/N!” You heard your name being called from somewhere behind you. Looking in the mirror you saw Grant, the man of the hour, jogging up to you and Candice. From the corner of your eye you could see the actress smirking at you. You rolled your eyes, and got up from your chair to meet Grant. The brunette boy smiled at her, his dimples making your stomach tighten.

You shook off the feeling and smiled at him. “What’s up, Grant?”

He shrugged. “I uh- was just wondering if you wanted to maybe- um..” Before grant could finish his sentence you were called out onto set. She sighed as she looked at Grant.

“I’m sorry.” You said as you started to back up, “We can finish this when I’m done shooting!” You slightly yelled as you jogged off to where you were needed. Grant huffed. He just wanted to ask you out, but every time he was about to you two were interrupted.

He watched from behind the filming crew as you did your job. You were an amazing actress, and he was just happy he got to work with you. Before season four, you were hardly ever on set, maybe every once in a great blue moon to do a team up, but other than that you were always guess staring on Arrow or DC’ s Legends of Tomorrow. You were kind of all over the place.

Just about thirty minutes later you were done shooting the needed scenes for that time period and then started heading to your dressing room. Grant caught sight of you and jogged up to you.

“Y/N/N! Hey, we didn’t finish our conversation.” Grant said as he slowed his pace next to you. You turned your head a bit and smiled softly at him.

“Right, right, sorry. Continue.” You continued o walking.

Grant coughed slightly. “So uh- as I was saying, I was wondering if you’d maybe like to hang out tonight? With me?” Your heart started to beat faster. Was he actually asking you out on a date? Or was he just asking to hang out as friends.

Turning your head, you smiled and nodded. Maybe it was just a as friends, there was no way he actually wanted to go out with you… right? Grant’s face lit up though, a big, goofy grin stretching across his face. As he went to say something else you were pulled away by your hair and makeup artists, going to get ready for the next session of filming.


You weren’t done filming until 10:00 p.m. You had several wardrobe changes and makeup changes, but in between every break, you couldn’t get away long enough to go find Grant.

Maybe he left. You thought to yourself. As you were packing up, Candice came skipping over to you, smiling like an idiot. “You, me, clubbing all night.” She said all giggly. You groaned. You weren’t really in the mood for clubbing, and you weren’t even really sure if you and Grant were even still on for tonight.

Sighing you shook your head. ”I’m not really up for it, Candice. Plus, Grant I were supposed to hang out tonight, but I don’t even think e’s here anymore.” Candice smirked. “We were going to hang out as friends, Candice. I don’t even think he likes me the way I like him.” You sigh, crossing your arms over your chest.

“Oh no, I’m pretty sure he’s still here.” Candice smirked and nodded behind you.”Good luck.” She patted your shoulder before skipping away, giggling at her two favorite people finally ‘going out on a date’. You turned around to see Grant walking up to you with a single rose in his hands. You smiled softly, not being able to help the blush that crept up your cheeks. Grant stood in front of you, wearing a pair of blue jeans, and a nice t-shirt with a jacket over it. He smiled at you as he handed you the flower. You took it with a smile on your face.

Why was he doing this if you were just hanging out as friends? You wondered.

“Here I thought you had left, Mr. Gustin.” You chuckled softly. “I thought you left earlier.” You admitted.

Grant shook his head. “Nope, well I did, but to get you that rose. I was going to buy an entire bouquet but they’re so expensive.” He laughed softly, making you smile. The two of you walked out to where both of your cars were parked and sighed. “So, I was thinking maybe we could go get some ice-cream or frozen yogurt? And just walk around for a bit? I don’t know, I hadn’t actually planned this out all the way.” You laughed and nodded.

“That sounds great. Let me just put this stuff in my car and then we can walk to the frozen yogurt shop?” You said, unlocking your car and throwing your stuff inside. You grabbed some cash and then locked the car again, turning to  Grant. “Alright, let’s go.” You smiled. Grant nodded and the two of you started to walk down to the frozen yogurt shop. On the way there you two talked about the upcoming filming sessions, characters that may be coming into play, your lives outside of the show.

Grant had learned that you loved to read, but then again anyone could have guessed that since there is almost always a book on your chair or in your dressing room. You had also learned that Grant made his own YouTube videos. That was a surprise to you. Sure, you knew he could sing and everything, but you never would have guessed Grant Gustin would have a YouTube channel.

You and Grant walked into the Frozen Yogurt shop, the little bell chiming as the two of you walked in. There wasn’t anyone there, besides the employees of course, but you and Grant were the only customers.

Your eyes landed on the cups that would have the Yogurt in them. You walked over to them and picked out a medium sized cup. With the cups were different things that you could put onto the bottom of your cup. There were cookies, brownies, gram cracker crumbs, Teddy Grams, and Oreo bits. You put some Oreo crumbs on the bottom of your cup before walking over to the many machine’s that held the yogurt. (think ITop It). You put Vanilla, chocolate, and of course Oreo flavoring into your cup. Grant was just putting whatever flavor he liked into the cups. You chuckled softly before walking over to the rows of toppings. You decided to go with white chocolate chips and chunks of Oreo on the top.

Grant walked over to you, smiling. He had at least five different flavors in his cup. He puts loads of toppings on. Ranging from sprinkles, to different fruits. All you could do was laugh at him and his child like behavior.  It cam time to pay for your treats. You each weighed your cups, Grant’s obviously being the heaviest. Thankfully, if you had a cup over two pounds you got one cup free. You paid for yours, although Grant had argued that it was no big deal if he paid for yours, you still did t. The idea of someone else paying for your own treat made you a bit upset.

After grabbing a set of spoon you and Grant exited the shop and started your journey around town. The two of you ate you yogurt, smiling at one another when ever you’d catch the other staring at you.

“So, how’s being the new face of ‘The Flash’?” Grant asked, taking another bite of his frozen treat.

“It’s fun, a bit stressful, to be honest. But no one can take the place of Barry Allen.” You chuckled. “But it is fun.” You smile. “How does it feel to be on the sidelines?”

Grant shrugged. “A lot less stressful than being on camera 24/7, but I do miss it.” You nodded, understanding his feelings.

The two of you walked around town for a little while longer before deciding to head back to the car. As the two of you walked, Grant abruptly stopped, taking your hand and turning you towards him. You gave him a nervous look, wondering what his sudden action was about. He seemed nervous as well, his eyes kept glances back and forth from your eyes to your nose and to your nose to your lips. It only took you a short time to wrap your head around the fact that Grant was debating on kissing you. Gathering up your courage you closed the space between the two of you, you faces so close you could feel his breathe fanning your face.

Grant took your action as the ‘go ahead’ signal to kiss you. His lips fell onto yours quickly, in a needy, but passionate kiss. Your lips seemed to mold to his, as the two of you moved as one together. His hands fell to yours hips, holding you close to him as you held the back of his neck, keeping him close to you.

It only took a few more minutes for the two of you to pull away, breathing heavily with swollen lips. You hadn’t realized that you had your eyes closed the entire time, even when you had pulled away. Your Y/E/C eyes fluttered open, looking with Grant’s glowing green orbs. The two of you smiled softly at each other, still holding onto one another.

“I really like you, Y/N.” Grant breathed out. “Hell, I think I love you.” Your heart skipped a beat. Did he mean it?

You let out a heavy breathe, “Grant I have waited so long for you to say that. You have no idea how hard it was for me to see you and Candice acting like a couple. Kissing, hugging, holding each other. I wanted that to be me so badly. I wanted to say something but I didn’t want to ruin-”Grant quickly cut off your rambling with another kiss, making you smile against his lips.

“It can be you now, here, in real life.” He said softly. His hand brushed your cheek and you gently leaned into his touch. You nodded, accepting his words. He let out a happy breathe, his lips cracking into a smile. You couldn’t help yourself and smile as well, the sight in front of you making your heart swell. “I should probably take you back to your car, it’s getting late and cold.” Grant said. You frowned but nodded. You wanted to stay with him for the rest of the night.

You two walked back to where your car was pared, hands intertwined with one another’s. You were happy that the person you had lied for so long was finally yours. When you got your car you sighed, running a hand through your hair. You didn’t want Grant to leave you, you wanted him to come with you to talk and cuddle in your bed, to keep each other warm as you slept.

“Stay with me tonight.” You say quickly. Grant’s eyes widen. “I-I want you stay with me at my place tonight.” I stumble out. Grant’s silence worried you. Did he not want to stay at your place? Did he not want to take that big of a step so quickly? You quickly regretted saying anything, but when Grant nodded and smiled your worries seemed to wash away. You let out a relieved sigh. Unlocking the car you walked to the driver’s side and got in, starting up the engine and waiting for Grant to get in.

As you drove Grant kept his hand on your inner thigh, rubbing his thumb over the material of your clothes. You couldn’t stop the heat pooling your core. You wanted him so bad. Grant seemed to want you as well, since you could see his semi-hard on through his jeans. You picked up the speed, making it back to your home within minutes.

The two of you got out of the vehicle quickly, knowing that you both needed each other at that very moment. You fumbled with your house keys before unlocking the front door and pushing it open, rushing inside with Grant hot on your heels. When you closed the door, Grant had already pushed you against the wooden frame, his lips greedily pushing against yours. You moaned a little at the force of the kiss. Both yours and Grant’s hands tugged at each other’s clothes, ripping off your coats and then shirts. You kicked off your shoes, Grant following your motions.

“Jump.” Grant breathed out, lips ghosting over your ear. You did as told, jumping and wrapping your legs around his lower back. He caught you quickly, wrapping his arms under your thighs and pulling your clothed crotch onto his. You both moaned at the feeling of the smallest taste of friction. Grant walked the two of you up the stairs, finding his way to your bedroom. Once you two were in your room he dropped you onto your bed and sat up to take his jeans off. You quickly did the same, not wanting to waste anymore time.

Grant watched you, hypnotized as you slipped out of your jeans so easily. You blushed once you caught his gaze, your skin turning a light shade of red. He chuckled, crawling over you, laying you flat on your back. You mentally cursed yourself for not wearing a more colorful bra or underwear set, but then again you didn’t know this was going to happen. Grant’s hands grazed your sides, slipping under your bra and undoing the clip with ease. You were definitely surprised he had done that so easily, since everyone else had a much harder time.

Once Grant had dropped your bra onto the ground you absentmindedly covered your chest. Grant frowned, not understanding why you were being so self-conscious all of a sudden. His hands fell onto yours gently, moving your hands away from your chest. 

“You don’t have to cover yourself in front of me, Y/N/N. I think you’re beautiful.” Grant nuzzled his face into your neck, your Y/H/C hair being pushed to the other side. You couldn’t help but smile as he pressed gentle kisses along your neck and under your ear. He moved down, leaving a trail of hickies and  love bites down your chest. His lips latched around each of your nipples, swirling the hardening bud between his teeth for a few minutes before going over to the other one and repeating the process. When he felt like he was done with your nipples he moved further down South, leaving the same trail down your skin.

Grant looked at you, his eyes asking if he could take off your last piece of clothing. You nodded, sucking your bottom lip in between your teeth in anticipation. Grant slid two fingers through your wet folds, before pushing them deep into your cunt. You moaned out loud, slightly arching your back from the bed. Grant smirked, watching your facial expressions change every time he would curl his fingers inside of you.

You couldn’t take it any longer. You wanted Grant now.

When Grant slipped his fingers from inside you, you took the chance to flip your positions. Your body on top of his. A small smirk spread across his face as he watched you take over from there. You moved your hands down to his boxer briefs, slightly palming him through the fabric. He let out a low grunt, shut his eyes for only a second before looking at you again. You winked at the man underneath you before sliding his boxers off and throwing them with the rest of the clothes. His length was hard against your inner thigh, and the small feeling of your skin against his made both of you moan.

Not wanting to waste more time, you sat on your knees, thighs spread out over Grant’s crotch. You tugged at him a few times before pushing him into you. Grant’s hands flew to your hips, helping you steady yourself as you were lowered onto his cock. He stretched you out, filling you and molding your walls perfectly. After you had adjusted you started to move up and down his length, moaning every time he was pushed back into you. It felt amazing to say the least. His tip would hit your g-spot, causing the both of you to grunt or let out a string of curse words. His hands dug into your sides, or moved to your ass and grabbed handfuls of the soft flesh. You would no doubt have bruises in the morning.

Your pace picked up, your skin slapping down onto Grant’s with each thrust of your body. Your hands held tightly onto Grant’s biceps, giving you leverage as you thrusted your body onto him. He grunted your name over and over again,pulling your chest down onto his so he could meet your lips with his.  You moaned against his mouth, giving him the perfect chance to slide his tongue into your mouth. You let his tongue roam your mouth, massaging your tongue and running over every little crevice inside your mouth.

Neither of you were really vocal, you were to lost in the pleasure to even think of any words to say besides his name. When Grant realized that you were getting tired he flipped the two of you over again, hooking one leg over his shoulder and wrapped the other around his back. The new angle gave him a better opportunity to thrust deeper into your pussy.

You moaned loudly as he did so, thrusting quickly and roughly, seeming to go deeper each time he plunged back in. You thought you were getting to loud so you covered your mouth, biting the skin on your hand to try and quiet yourself. Grant moved your hand though, and held it above your head.

“Let everything out baby, I want everyone to hear how good I’m making you feel.” He groaned. You obliged, moaning and cursing each time you felt him go deeper or hit your sweet spot.

It didn’t take long for his own thrusts to slow and become sloppy. You knew he was getting to his end and he knew you were getting to yours.

“Fuck, Grant I’m about to cum.” You gasped. Grant nodded, locking his lips with yours before he stopped his thrusts, his cock twitching inside you as he came with a loud grunt against your lips. His orgasm set off yours, and the feeling of being so connected to one another amplified every thing you were feeling for him.

When your body relaxed, Grant slipped out of you and laid down next to you, running his hands down your hot flesh. You turned your head, smiling softly at him. He looked so handsome in the dim light, with his hair stuck to his forehead due to the seat that trickled down his face. You liked -no loved- the sight in front of you. he returned the smile, pulling your face to his and placing a small, but soft kiss onto your forehead.

“I love you Grant, I have for such a long time.” you whispered. You looked up at Grant through your eyelashes and blushed when he smiled down at you. Something about him made you feel all giddy and excited inside.

“I love you too, Y/N.” He mumbled. You smiled and gave him one last kiss before the two of you fell asleep in ach other’s arms.

Imagine #3 The Best Christmas

Originally posted by crackstrology

*Y/N’s POV*

Christmas was coming up and I needed to buy everyone some presents. So I left the house and went off to the mall. Once I was there I was slowly walking and thinking of the perfect gift for my family and friends.

For my mom I thought about some things from Lush so therefore I went to the shop and bought some cute little things, like soaps, bath bombs and body butter. Next was my little sister, this one was easy. She was 16, so maybe a nice dress and jewelry. She’d absolutely love that. I spotted the Forever 21 and searched for some nice things. I eventually bought her a pretty dress with some accessories to go with. Now my dad, this one is hard, so I decided to go eat something first and think about the rest of the presents I needed to buy.

I walked over to a sushi restaurant and ordered myself some California Maki’s. Meanwhile I was wondering what to buy for my dad, best friend and of course my boyfriend, Neymar. Then it occurred to me, I’d just buy my dad a perfume and a pair of socks, because what else should I buy him? He never really wants anything, so I think this will do. Now for my best friend, Nicki, I want something original and thoughtful. Maybe a bracelet with our names carved in it. I thought of the idea, and loved it, I was going to get 2 of them so we’d both have one. And last but not least Neymar. He told me he wanted nothing expensive and stuff like that, but me being myself ignored him. It wouldn’t be that expensive though, just something reasonable, he really deserved it. That wouldn’t be my only gift for him, I wanted to buy him something funny. So basically an ugly Christmas sweater and as for the expensive gift a Swarovski necklace, because I know he likes them with some bling.

After I sorted all of that out, I paid for my food and went back to shopping. First my dad and his perfume. I bought him a Calvin Klein one, that I thought smelled nice. Next were the socks and Neymar’s ugly sweater. I entered a Christmas store and looked for a pair of funny Christmas socks, once I found them I moved on to the ugly sweater. After a couple of minutes passing by I absolutely found the perfect one. It was like this 3D sweater with a reindeer on the front and back and it made no sense. When I walked towards the cashier I also saw some sunglasses and I decided to buy Neymar one. I paid for my things and moved on to Swarovski. I asked a shop assisent to help me with the special bracelets. Once I got that done, she helped me to search for a necklace and I ended up buying a cross with some diamond on it. It would really suit him. When I was finally done I went home again and dropped all the presents in my room. I had already bought gifts for Ney’s family when we were shopping together, so that was already taken care of.

I messaged Ney and said I was coming over, he simply answered me he was already waiting.

In 15 minutes I was there and rang the doorbell, just seconds later he opened the door.

“Finally!” He said

I laughed and gave him a kiss. I hung up my coat and kicked off my shoes. I scanned his outfit as he was already walking to the living room. He looked so cute in his sweater with his natural curly hair. He sat down on his couch and patted the seat next to him.

I sat down next to him and asked what he did today.

“Nothing much, just training and chilling,” He answered, “How about you? You seem tired.” He stated, wrapping his arms around me.

“Well, I went Christmas shopping and that is tiring.” I laughed as I hugged him and snuggled my head in the crook of his neck.

“Really?! What did you buy me?”

“You know I can’t tell you.” I smirked

“It better not be anything expensive!” He said seriously.

“I can’t promise you.” I winked

He whined like a baby and I told him to just let it go. I laid my head on his lap, my eyes facing his stomach, as he stroke my hair.

“Ney, I need to ask you something serious.” I said my face dead serious.

“Fire away, I’m all ears.” He said with a confused expression because I was so serious all of a sudden.

“Do you have… any chocolate in your house?”

He looked at me with wide eyes, “That’s it?”

I burst out in laughter, because I know these kind of questions scare the shit out of him. I ruffled his hair and pecked his lips.

“You’re so cute.” I smiled

“You’re gonna regret saying that.” He winked

“Oh really? And why is that?” I provoked him.

He came closer to me, so close that I could feel his hot breath fanning my ear and whispered, “Because I know you don’t like to be tickled.” My eyes widened and he smirked devilishly.

“No, please god do-” I couldn’t even finish my sentence because the idiot started tickling me.

I was screaming of laughter and begging him to stop.

“I’ll stop under one condition.”

“Yes, tell me! What is it?”

“Say I’m hot and you will never stop loving me.” He said.

“I’m hot and you will never stop loving me.” I repeated him

He rolled his eyes and gave me a ‘that’s-not-what-I-meant’ look.

“Fine,” I said as I cupped his face, “Neymar, you are the hottest person on earth and I will never ever stop loving you. How about that?”

His lips met mine and we shared a passionate kiss. I will never get tired of his plump, luscious lips. I opened my eyes again and just hugged the shit out of him.

“You’re the best, Y/N.” He said while I just smiled and left a kiss on his neck.

~december 24th~

*Neymar’s POV*

I was lazily lying on my bed and figuring out what to give Y/N. It had to be special and thoughtful. I had already bought her a nice dress along with a pair of heels together with a clutch, but those were the usual. This needed to be the best thing in the whole world. I was replaying the scene from yesterday when she came to my house and smiled just thinking about it.

Then it hit me.

I messaged her and asked what she would be doing today, she replied me saying she was going to cook today for tomorrow. I decided to go over because I couldn’t let her do this all by herself. I mean, her family, my family. 8 people aren’t that much, but still. 

I took a quick shower and got dressed. I also took my special gift for her along with me, because I would be spending the night at her place. In no time I was there and I rang the door bell. She opened seconds later, a surprised look on her face seeing me.

“What are you doing here?” She asked totally confused, opening the door further.

“Hello to you too,” I chuckled, “I’m just visiting my babe.” I said and winked at her. A little blush appeared on her face and she smiled. I took off my jacket and shoes and walked inside, following Y/N.

We ended up in the kitchen and I put my arms around her waist and rested my head on her shoulder.

“So what are you cooking?” I asked excitement in my voice, because let me tell you one thing, her food is the bomb.

“I’m gonna bake brownies with white chocolate chunks in the shape of a star.” She smiled.

“Hmm..” I moaned just thinking about it, “Let me help you.”

She turned around surprised and then snickered, “Ney, you can’t cook, let alone bake.”

I gasped, “I can cook, just not as good as you. It is true that I can’t bake, but you can teach me right?” I smirked

“Well let’s get to it then!” She smirked back.

I gave her a kiss on the cheek and stood beside her with my arm around her shoulder.

“Alright. What’s first?” I asked looking at all the ingredients on the kitchen counter.

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An hour passed and we ended up being covered in flour and chocolate. This was a bad idea, although we did get the brownies done.

“That was fun.” I exclaimed

“And we did a good job, although I did the most of it.” She added chuckling.

“That’s not fair, you wouldn’t let me!” I defended myself.

“Sure, whatever makes you sleep at night big boy.” She winked as she started walking towards the living room.

“You make me sleep at night.” I smirked

She laughed out loud, “Naughty, naughty.”

“Only for you.” I said whilst I plopped down next to her on the couch.

“So, do you wanna watch a movie?” She asked me

“Yeah, sure.”

“Which one? Oh and it has to be a Christmas one!”

“You pick one and I’ll make popcorn.” I smiled, standing up and heading to the kitchen.

“Alright… how about Home Alone? She yelled and I could just picture her grinning right now.

“Yes yes! Perfect.” I chanted

She put it on and I came with the popcorn.

She cuddled up to me and we watched the movie like that.

After that we ordered a pizza and watched another movie, this time The Santa Claus. Yeah, this girl loves Christmas.

I think we both fell asleep during the movie, because I woke up at 21:45 and the movie had already finished. She was still sleeping with her head on my chest and my arms wrapped around her. I smiled looking down at her, and softly woke her up. She was making some baby noises in her sleep which made me chuckle.

“Baby, wake up.” I whispered as I gently shook her shoulders.

“Hmm…” She slowly opened her eyes and said, “What time is it?”

“21:45.” I told her

“Oh, let’s go to bed.” She said as she held out her hand for me to take.

We walked up the stairs and towards her room when I stopped her.

She gave me a confused look and I said, “Look up.”

There it was, a mistletoe. A smile played on my lips just like hers and I pulled her closer to me. My arms were around her waist and hers around my neck. We both leaned in and kissed each other passionately. Soon it turned into a heated make-out session and we made our way to her bedroom. By now her legs were around my waist and my hands right on her ass to support her. I dropped her on the bed and continued kissing her.

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I woke up due to some sounds and movement of the bed. I slighty squinted my eyes open and to my surprise there was Y/N jumping up and down on the bed with one of my shirts on.

“Damn, you’re finally awake. Feliz Natal Ney.” She said with the sweetest smile ever.

I sat up and opened my arms for her. She immediately jumped into them and I engulfed her in a warm hug.

“Feliz Natal meu amor.”

I then jumped out of bed searching for my briefs. Once I found them I put them on and went to brush my teeth because she already did. I told Y/N to wait for me downstairs, so I sprinted into her bathroom and quickly brushed my teeth. Right after that I looked for one of my sweatpants I had somewhere in her house. I found one and raced downstairs. She was in the kitchen drinking some hot chocolate milk and she also made one for me.

“Thanks babe. I really need you to come with me.” I smiled as I pulled her with me to her Christmas tree. I grabbed a specific gift and gave it to her.

“Here, this one is for you and I need you to open it right now.” I stated and sat down on the floor, Y/N doing the same.

She looked at me with a curious look on her face. She carefully ripped off the wrapping paper. Once it was revealed she had this weird expression on her face. I could tell she was confused.

“A key?” She asked

I chuckled and explained it to her, “It’s the key to my house. I want you to move in with me.”

I looked at her face and couldn’t quite put my finger on what she was feeling at this moment, so I started to doubt myself.

“Only if you want to, because really I’m not forcing you, if you’re not ready then-” I rambled but she cut me off by pressing her lips onto mine. We ended up laying on the groud, with her on top of me.

“So?” I asked hopefully

“Yes, Neymar. I would love to move in with you. Thank you.” She was smiling from ear to ear and eventually started tearing up.

“Aw, don’t cry baby.” I wiped away her tears and pecked her lips.

“Eu te amo Ney.”

“Eu te amo também meu amor.”

“But now, you have to open your gift.” She said to me as she searched for it under the tree.

“This one.”

I opened it and my eyes met a blue Swarovski box. She just shrugged her shoulders and smiled innocently, “Go on, open it.”

I slowly opened it and saw a necklace with a cross, embroidered with little diamonds.

“It’s beautiful Y/N. Thank you so much. I absolutely adore it.” I gave her a tight hug and once again, my lips met hers.

“It’s nothing.”

This was going to be the best Christmas ever.

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Here it finally is! My christmas imagine. Oh my god. I’m so sorry I’m this late. I was really busy with my family etc. I hope you’ll like it.
Also a Happy New Year (FELIZ NATAL A TODOSSS) to everyone. May you have a year full of love, blessings, luck, happiness and health.
Love you guys xx

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(Part One, Two, Three, Four, Five & Six &Seven). Summary: Somehow Steve is guilt tripped into baking with his daughters, it turns into a mild disaster, since all three have no clue how to bake and the Avengers are left to deal with tasting the mildly disastrous baking goodies.  
Admins Note: A small series I am starting where yourself and Steve have twin girls, who are very much like Steve in every way possible. I’ve also given the girls names but you are welcome to change them to what you want. - Rosalee
If you have any ideas for this mini-series of Steve being a dad, please suggest them, I am planning on making it so they grow up and have he has to deal with Teen drama’s so please send in your ideas for this!
NOTE: I have a difficult telling apart Mary-Kate and Ashley, so if I use gifs please just go with it, I have no clue despite the fact I love them… I can tell them apart as adults but under seventeen? Don’t hate me for not putting a Becky and Bucky moment in this, or for not putting him in this part /: 


Banging, rattling and small yells could be heard from the Avengers kitchen, Steve frowned as he strained his ears to listen to the commotion happening behind the brown door and to his amusement it was his daughters. He pushed the door open, seeing Becky on a stool along with Peggy, bowls and various ingredients were placed around them. Peggy was obviously in control of this situation because Becky seemed to have no clue what her sister was doing. He walked in silently, the girls with their backs to him, purple and lime green caps on backwards so everyone could tell them apart; only Becky made her sister switch to see if their own dad could tell a difference- He could, instantly. 

“Hmm, what do we have here?” he pondered loudly, both girls stopped and turned their heads slowly to the sound of his voice, looking a little sheepish but smiling at him “looks as though my daughters are baking, without adult supervision” he crosses his arms over his chest, looking at them both. 
“Well, we have an adult here now” Becky shrugged, Peggy nodded in agreement with her sister, Steve shakes his head.
“I have important paper-work to do, girls” he tells them, Peggy looks up at him with the saddest eyes she could muster “do you even know how to bake?” he asked.
“How rude” Becky shot “coming into out kitchen and slandering our passion for baking, are you trying to knock our confidence, father?” he raised his eyebrows at Becky, it was different than her quiet behaviour, she has been coming out of her shell a lot and everyone is discovering a very… sassy Becky. 
“Alright, I’ll supervise and help” he sighs gently, Peggy high-fives her sister and they begin. 

“Um, girls I don’t think that’s the right flour for brownies” Steve tells them, Peggy rolls her eyes and Becky turns her head to look at Steve, he knew he was about to get a talking to by her.
“Excuse me, Captain America” she begins “do we come into this tower and tell you how to save the world? huh?” she asked, he chuckles and shakes his head at her “then don’t come into the kitchen and tell us how to make brownies, can you believe that guy?” she asked Peggy “as if he knows how to bake” she mumbled, stirring the mixture as Peggy grabbed white chocolate chunks to put in the bowl. Steve was laughing now, he should probably help or teach Becky not to be so mouthy but it was adorable, especially since she does get the attitude from her mother. 
“Okay, the only real reason you are needed in here is for this part” Peggy turns “place this in the pre-heated oven” she orders, he stands and puts the weird brownie mix in the oven, turning back to the mess of a kitchen he sighs. “wanna wash up?” she asks “we’ve been working all day” 
“Yeah, my show is on” she hops off the stool and out the kitchen “CLINT” a small yell is heard, Peggy jumps off her stool and races out the door, leaving Steve in the messy kitchen. 

“We made brownies” Peggy tells, Clint and Natasha, both assassins smile at them “and now dad is cleaning up” she continues, earning a snicker from Natasha. 
“Shhh” Becky mutters “this is the best part” she tells them, she was sat watching Keeping up with the Kardashians, a programme she discovered herself and actually thinks is a comedy… because no family can be like that, right? You had allowed Becky to believe its all scripted, you didn’t want her to lose hope in humanity just yet, also trash-TV is your favourite. 
“Are you watching the Kardashians, again?” Steve asked Becky, she nodded “why do you like it so much?” he sits down beside her, pulling her into his lap as she sighed loudly, looking at him.
“I always think there’s nothing else stupid for this family to do, but they like to surprise me everyday, also… any time someone insults Kim mum gives me a cookie” he raises his eyebrows, Natasha laughs with Clint, making Peggy roll her eyes at her sister. 
“Becky you shouldn’t call them stupid” he tells her “or anyone stupid, that’s not very nice, no matter how true it may seem” he tells her, she snickers and nods her head.
“You are too nice” she pats his cheek, he smiles at her “I guess that’s why mum loves you, that and you are okay looking” she turns back to the TV, he chuckles at her.

“They don’t smell like brownies” Becky comments, Peggy beside her as they look at the chocolate mess, Becky turning to her sister “we should have gotten mum” Peggy nods in agreement.
“Can we try it?” Natasha asked, Tony and Clint beside her, Steve holding Peggy as Becky sat on the counter in front of the tray of ‘brownies’. Both girls nod, everyone grabs a piece, its silent as everyone looks at each other for a verdict. 
“Okay, not brownies but more like… a weird chocolate cake” Clint states.
“Hmm, like a not-so fondue” Tony chimes
“I still have no idea what fondue is” Steve mutters, sharing Peggy’s piece, Becky was already on her second helping of whatever the chocolate stuff is. 
“Hey, girls” you walked in, you looked as everyone was eating some kind of chocolate dessert “did you attempt baking without me?” you asked, both girls nod. 

“We tried brownies but now it’s either a cake or a not-so fondue, whatever that means” Becky shrugs, you pick her up, pulling her lime-green hat off and placing it on your own head “I’m Becky, also” she whispers.
“I know” you whisper back, kissing her cheek “well, it’s chocolate, meaning… who cares what it is” she nodded in agreement with you. 
“You owe me five cookies” Becky tells you, you look at her, letting out a long sigh as she smiles.
“I regret ever showing that show to you” you tell her, she shrugs lightly “right, I’ll make some real brownies, and get you those cookies” you place Becky on the floor, she wonders back into the living area with Peggy. 
“I swear whenever I leave you with them; its either marriage, baking or make up” you smile at Steve.
“Marriage was Bucky, also so was make up” he attempts “they have me wrapped around their finger, like you do, so don’t play innocent” he points sternly. 
“Don’t blame me, it’s not my fault you don’t have will-power” you shrugged, he laughed kissing your cheek before going to sit with; Clint, Natasha and the girls. 

“Natasha, can you teach me to beat people up?” Peggy asked, Natasha looked at Steve, a bright grin on the adult women and Peggy turned to pull the same puppy-face as before.
“Add Natasha on the list of people I have trouble saying no to” he calls to you, making both girls smile with delight.
“Clint, I would ask you to teach me something but I don’t want to move” Becky tells him, he looks down at her, slouching down so he was her level and propping his feet up on the coffee table.
“You know, kid” he starts “you are alright” he nudges with a grin, she smiles looking back at the TV “split those cookies with me, okay?” he asked and she nodded.
“As long as you get me milk, then we have a deal” he looks at her, both with a straight face “I’m going to teach you poker, you have one hell of a face” he tells her, Clint looked at Steve who was sat in the arm-chair.
“Add, Barton to that list also” he mutters to himself, he really was a softie on his children and his Avengers children. 

Homemade caramel mousse with white/dark chocolate chunks. Matcha tea and organic cookies with flax seeds, oatmeal, peanuts and sunflower seeds.

Thank you very much: @mimosa203, @amymontico, @magerose, @marauderfan, @peintre-stephane.  

Yeah he is so cute when he sleeps, always funny positions. It didn’t last long, it was a short nap, after that he wanted to cuddle, then he went to my husband to play with, hide and seek, lol.