#credit goes to red b/c i definitely took inspo from their post <3 they are so big brained for this fr <33

[junipcrs]

 JUNIPER  CHOI  ,  better  known  as  JUNO  ,  is  an  american  stunt  driver  ,  socialite  and  model  .  she  is  most  known  for  her  work  in  BABY  DRIVER  (  2017  )  ,  JOHN  WICK  :  CHAPTER  3  –––  PARABELLUM  (  2019  )  ,  and  F9  (  2021  )  .  juno  began  her  career  in  stunt  driving  at  the  age  of  19  and  has  been  credited  in  hollywood’s  top  grossing  action  movies  .

STATS.

BORN:  august  28,  1996  (  26  years  old  ) new  york  city  ,  new  york  ,  united  states  of  america

HEIGHT:  05′07″

FULL  NAME:  juniper  cordelia  choi

PARENTS:  alexis  hyun,  colin  choi

SIBLINGS:  rosalie  choi

EDUCATION:  columbia  university  (  b.a.  in  linguistics  &  classics  ) cornell  university  (  m.a.  in  classics  )

EARLY  LIFE  &  EDUCATION.

 juniper  cordelia  choi  was  born  on  august  28  ,  1996  in  new  york  city  ,  new  york  to  real  estate  mogul  colin  choi  and  philanthropist  alexis  hyun  .  she  is  born  the  eldest  of  two  children  and  has  a  younger  sister  ,  rosalie  choi  .  close  relatives  also  include  paternal  uncle  kingsley  choi  and  maternal  uncle  hunter  hyun  .  

 in  2014  ,  choi  gained  admission  to  columbia  university  .  by  2018  ,  she  completed  her  studies  ,  gaining  a  degree  in  both  linguistics  and  classics  .  while  juggling  her  stunt  driving  career  ,  choi  also  obtained  her  masters  in  classics  from  cornell  university  in  2021  .

CAREER.

YEARS  ACTIVE:  2004  –  PRESENT

✰  |  upcoming  projects:

john  wick:  chapter  4  (  2023  )  ––  post-production

mission  impossible  –  dead  reckoning  part  one  (  2023  )  ––  post-production

mission  impossible  –  dead  reckoning  part  two  (  2024  )  ––  filming

✰  |  past  projects:

f9  (  2021  )

no  time  to  die  (  2021  )

snake  eyes:  gi  joe  origins  (  2021  )

bad  boys  for  life  (  2020  )

fast  &  furious  presents:  hobbs  &  shaw  (  2019  )

john  wick:  chapter  3  ––  parabellum  (  2019  )

baby  driver  (  2017  )

the  fate  of  the  furious  (  2017  )

john  wick:  chapter  2  (  2017  )

✰  |  modeling  campaigns:

givenchy  (  2017  )

alexander  wang  (  2016  )

burberry  (  2015  )

ralph  lauren  (  2010  )

tommy hilfiger  (  2006  –  2008  )

h&m  (  2005  )

gap  (  2004  )

✰  |  brand  deals  &  endorsements:

swarovski  (  since  2019  )

dior  (  since  2018  )

[ynscrazylife]

Hey!! I love your writing, so I’m so excited requests are open! Could you please do a younger sister Romanoff fic where Yelena and Nat are mad at reader for going behind their back to do dangerous stuff for an unauthorised operation or mission, but in the end they end up saving our ass when it goes wrong? Sorry if it doesn’t make sense or is too wordy! Also!! I hope you’re enjoying fear street! I love those movies sm

Where You’re Supposed To Be (natasha romanoff x sister!reader, yelena belova x sister!reader)

Summary: Y/N isn’t where she’s supposed to be, but her sisters are there for her when things go south.

Authors Note: Thanks for requesting!

Request to be on a taglist (or multiple) here! (Taglists are at the end of the fic)

Main Masterlist | MCU Masterlist #1 | MCU Masterlist #2

PSA: Do NOT copy, steal, translate, plagiarize, republish, etc any of my works on Tumblr or any other platform. Also, do NOT claim any of my works as your own. All of these works are either requests I’ve gotten that people have wanted me to write or original ideas I’ve had for works. If you happen to take inspiration from anything I’ve written and want to write something inspired by that, please a) ask me first and b) IF I say yes, credit me as inspo in your post by tagging me and link whatever work of mine that inspired you. Thanks.

header c @/piratanjo

“You’re not supposed to be there,” the crinkly voice of Y/N’s eldest sister dodged in and out through static over their comms. Despite the sound being muffled, Y/N could detect a clear tone of disappointment not bothering to be hid.

“Story of my life,” the youngest sister quipped flatly, albeit truthfully.

1) She wasn’t supposed to even be born as the daughter of a Red Room general and a one night stand

2) She wasn’t supposed to be added to Agents Shostakov and Vostokoff’s mission last minute

3) She definitely wasn’t supposed to have gone off route for her mission, which led her to come into contact with Yelena carrying a cure

. . . Need the list go on?

While all three big examples had ended up being good things in the end, there were plenty of times and places that Y/N was when and where she wasn’t supposed to be that ended up not-so-great for her. This was one of those times, even though she didn’t know it yet.

“Y/N,” Natasha firmly pressed, so clear that Y/N could almost hear her eye roll on the other end.

“Being where I’m not supposed to be is my specialty. I’ll be fine, Tash,” Y/N assured her off-handily, letting out a small grunt at the lack of room that this air vent was providing her. Granted, she didn’t expect much when she broke into a brainwashed Red Room agent’s secret base. But if Hawkeye could craw through air vents, Y/N supposed that so could she.

“You better be. You know, you’re lucky that you found the base when Yelena and I weren’t there or else we’d drag you out of there ourselves. Though, at the rate we’re going, we’ll be there within seconds with Yelena’s speeding,” Natasha said, and a muffled “Hey!” could be heard from their blonde sister in the back.

“I’ll be done by the time you get here,” Y/N proclaimed confidently, getting off the comms just as she arrived at the end of the trail.

Peering through the vent itself, she spotted the agent standing almost directly below her. She carefully got the cure out of her pocket, and then worked on quietly removing the vent. It took more time than she would have hoped for, but she eventually succeeded without noise.

Unfortunately, the agent chose that moment to turn around and away from the desk she was at, leading her to get a direct view at Y/N.

She reacted quickly, pointing her stunner at Y/N. Y/N had enough time to raise the vent and use it as a shield as the stunner hit, and then threw it back at her. It hit her stunner, knocking it out of her hand and, as Y/N hoped, broke it.

Using the agent’s surprise to her advantage, Y/N leaped down and tackled her, wasting no time in smashing the cure. As red dust enveloped them both, the last thing Y/N expected to see was the agent laughing.

“You thought I was brainwashed? Please, I voluntarily joined the Red Room and I’m going to build it from the ground up!” She declared, throwing Y/N off of herself with great strength.

Shit, Y/N thought, scrambling to stand up. She was forced to stumble backwards as they exchanged blows. She attempted multiple times to maneuver around the agent, but failed. It got to the point where she was backed against the wall, and felt her blood run cold when she was harshly shoved against it.

“And now you’re going to help me do it,” the woman declared, grinning evilly.

Doing the last thing she was able to in her position, Y/N subtly pressed down on her comms. As the agent’s fist swung up to meet her face, Y/N could only hope that she had pressed the right button at the right time.

Fiddling with her comm, Natasha frowned. “Can you hurry up a little?” She politely asked her younger sister, looking out the window.

“Thought you didn’t want me to speed,” Yelena pointed out through a quip, but nonetheless pressed down on the gas pedal.

“Call it sisterly instinct,” Natasha muttered, and didn’t miss how Yelena shifted in her seat a bit. It wasn’t like she expected Y/N to be talking throughout the mission, but something was off.

When the comm’s alert went off, both women quite literally jumped out of their thoughts. Looking down at both hers and Yelena’s comms, Natasha said, “She’s sending out an alert but . . . It’s only for me, not both of us.”

Yelena furrowed her eyebrows. “Why not both of us? Does she trust you more?” She asked, only partly meaning it.

Natasha rolled her eyes, inspecting the comms as she tried to concentrate. “Something must of gone wrong,” she stated the obvious. There had to be a reason that Y/N would opt to alert only one of her sisters, not both . . . “Maybe she wants only me to go in? Wants you to wait?”

Yelena scoffed. “I see how it is,” she pouted.

“Yelena. Despite getting herself into trouble, Y/N’s smart. I think she’s trying to tell us a plan,” Natasha theorized, hoping that her spy skills and knowledge about her sister would pay off.

They pulled up about a block away from where Y/N’s tracker pinged, at a large, abandoned house not too deep into the woods. Sneaking up to the building itself, they peeked through a window and saw Y/N tied to a chair, bruised. The Widow’s back was to them, and she held what looked suspiciously like the device that the Red Room used to brainwash Yelena.

“She’s lucky that you’re going in, because I’d rip her apart for doing that to Y/N,” Yelena hissed when they saw the Widow smack their sister.

Natasha didn’t say anything, but silently echoed her sister’s statement.

“I’ll go in through the front door. You need to find another way in. I’ll alert you with comms when I need you, like Y/N did,” Natasha ordered, passing Yelena her comm.

She nodded and the sisters went their ways.

Kicking open the door, Natasha shoved her shoulder against what was left of it and marched inside. She rounded the corner to see the Widow facing her, with Y/N to the right.

“You have five seconds to stand down before I make you,” Natasha commanded loudly, lacing her words with a threatening undertone. She did her best not to look at Y/N, knowing that if she did, she’d lose the patience she needed.

Even though an Avenger was standing mere feet from her, the woman didn’t even flinch. She calmly raised her hand and uncurled her fist to wave the device around tauntingly. “Actually, you have five seconds to stand down before your sister gets hurt even worse.”

Letting her gaze slide over to Y/N, Natasha realized that she had more bruises and other injuries than they had seen at the window. “You have some nerve,” the redhead observed, knowing that she needed to buy Yelena more time. “I admire it, really. Foolish desire to do an impossible task in hopes of recreating the Red Room. I assume that’s why you have the brainwashing thingy, yeah? I had that desire too . . . The difference is that I wanted to destroy the Red Room . . . And I succeeded.”

The Widow scoffed, distracted by her need to prove herself better, which is what Natasha was counting on. “You got lucky. I, however, have a real plan. Haven’t I proved myself worthy at a chance to succeed? I managed to capture your little sister, did I not? Hah. Not that she put up much of a fight, though,” the agent said.

Taking the opportunity she was given when the woman looked at Y/N, Natasha pressed down on her comms, sending out the alert to Yelena.

“Yeah, yeah. You’re starting to sound like Thor with all that worthy talk. If anything, I’d say, you proved the exact opposite of it,” she claimed.

At that exact moment, a rumbling good be heard. Everyone looked over to see a mess of blonde hair and limbs roll out of the chimney, managing to land in the classic Natasha Romanoff pose.

“It’s Santa Claus, bitch!”

With that, the chaos commenced.

Natasha used her shock to tackle the woman to the ground, knocking the device from her grip. In a few fell swoops, she had knocked her out.

Meanwhile, Yelena immediately set to freeing Y/N. Natasha joined her and together they removed the tag around her mouth and her restraints. Y/N made to get up almost instantly, but was stopped by the need of support.

“Woah, there,” Yelena said, wrapping an arm around her sister to steady her while Natasha did the same on her other side.

“Let’s get you out of here. I’ll have some old S.H.I.E.L.D friends clean this mess up,” Natasha said as she and Yelena helped Y/N walk, nodding to the unconscious Widow.

“I’m—I’m sorry, guys. I shouldn’t have even been in here,” Y/N apologized meekly, mustering up all the strength she could find in the pain that she was in.

Natasha was quick and adamant to brush those worries away. “We can talk about it later. Right now, you’re right where you should be.”

Permanent Taglist: @natasharomanoffismywife @hehehehannahthings @paulawand @blackbat2020 @cerberus-spectre @kathryndimitrescu @snipyloulou @big-galaxy-chaos @cc13723things  @passionswift @drayshadow @amaryllis23 @storysimp @lamieshelmy @fantqsha @galacticstxrdust @a-lil-bit-nuts @marvel-to-infinity @maryseesthings @lovelyy-moonlight @dumb-fawkin-bitch

MCU Taglist: @stephanieromanoff @summerlovingbaby @ineffablebean@okkulta @procrastinatingsapphictrash @prettysbliss @caseyfish-blog@sarahp-stan @thewidowsghost @basiclesbianbitch @mycosmicparadise​ @kidswhofightmonsters @xtraordinaryfangrl @peggycarter-steverogers@username23345 @ima-gi--na-tion @hi-i-1 @mmmmokdok@xxxtwilightaxelxxx @mads-weasley @tenaciousperfectionunknown @afraid-to-be-me @lilclownx @acertainredhead @lilymurphy03 @thanossexual @avengersz-biotch @kozumekoi @mjaudrey @un-name-d@leyannrae @buckyandstevesbitch @kuzomekou-blog @nylevea @suckerfornatstits @bentleywolf29  @bunnyweasley23 @ss @pianogirl2121 @@beth-gallagher22 @pleasantbearscissorstoad @marvelwomen-simp @wandaswifeyforlifey @that-napa-know-how @wisteriaandauroras @mirakeul @eternallyvenus @thatoneshykid13 @@jeminiepabo @skagelynn @redsakura101 @todaywasafairytale07 @yelenarmnv @lazyloki @nerd-88 @fairydxll @v0idl1nq_ @inluvwithfictionalwomen