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geminixevans-stan · 3 years

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Let’s get some mafia!Steve and Pippi action going!

So let’s say Steve and Pippi are finally married (yay!💍)

Fast forward 6 months and it’s time for the baby shower!!

I know what your thinking! It’s the reader’s baby shower I’m sorry your wrong sis! It is BELLA’s baby showerrrrr

Yessssssss Steve’s daughter done got herself knocked up by bf (or did she😈)

So to be nice Pippi decides to host the baby shower because Bella’s mother, Peggy is just too busy to help plan/host it 😒

Day of the baby shower comes!! Everything looks so cute https://pin.it/5piEBYO

While the baby shower is going on… guess who shows up!! DUN DUN DUNNNN PEGGY!

Well let’s just say Peggy and Steve exchange some not so not so nice words 👀

Alsoooooo you know how I mentioned that the bf may not be the baby daddy WELL BITCH GUESS WHO SHOWS UP?! The other potential baby daddy!!

Drama and chaos ensues! Because ya know

Pippi is just watching everything go down because ya know this ain’t her business lmao she is just trying to be nice and host a baby shower 🤣

And whatever else you want to happen!

We can throw in some angst and baby talk between Pippi and Steve

Lol this was evil! But let the shit show commence...

Words: 1.6k+

Warnings: 18+ Minors DNI, Explicit language

Liar Liar OTP

Divider by @firefly-graphics

I do not consent to my work being copied, plagiarized, or translated in any way >:P

If you told Steve that he would have become a father and a grandfather in the span of six months, he would have shot you straight between the eyes.

But here he was watching you fuss over the balloon arch, your swollen belly housing his sons as he follows your every move.

“You really don’t have to do this pippi, that’s what the coordinators are for,” he muses, watching you step back and preen in satisfaction

“Just want everything to be perfect,” you state, turning around slowly to peck at the tip of his nose.

He couldn’t help how cute you looked nitpicking at all the details of this event. It wasn’t even yours and you were being like this.

“But it’s not even your shower my love and where is the knocked up bambina anyway? She should be the one doing all this primping,” he mutters, placing his hands on both sides of your belly.

Men… they just didn’t understand the workings of a shower. Once Bella announced her pregnancy, Steve wasn’t shocked at the least. How could he be? Bella was known to be quite the promiscuous girl. Something she learned from her mother.

“You let her rest!”

“Fine… Fine. Why are you being so nice to her today pippi? Thought you hated her?” a smile creeping up his lips

“That’s where you’re wrong husband, she hates my guts. Besides, her mom isn’t here and I just thought I’d be nice?”

“Peggy is never here and I don’t expect her to be here now…”

You look up at the pouting man, knowing he was just acting bothered for show. This whole shower was paid for by him and he spared no expense for his grandchild.

If anything, he was more excited than Bella. To think she was going to be someone’s mom was hilarious.

The shower was under way and Bella came in with her entourage. If anything, they should have been making sure the party was going smoothly.

But what can you expect from a group of girls that only do work on their backs?

One thing that did change? They sure knew who to play with after the little tussle at your engagement party. They still didn’t speak but were more respectful.

You may be married to the king of Brooklyn but you didn’t mind getting your hands dirty again.

The large reception area began to be filled with an array of gifts and people, Steve scoffing at the people that Bella associated herself with.

You were put on sitting duty because of course you were carrying two people and Steve wasn’t having any type of stress on you.

He sat closely across from you stroking your cheek as the games went on. If the adoration he had for you before was bad, he was a sappy puppy looking you full and round with his heirs.

Bella, looking in her boyfriend’s eyes as he rubbed on her full belly. If you were to believe that Carter freaking Baizen was ready to be a father, you would have laughed in the pretty boy’s face.

Bella had a thing for assholes and he was no exception.

But then, there was a small commotion and Bella jumping up to hug an unfamiliar woman.

“Madre!” She exclaims wrapping her arms around the woman’s neck. Steve’s neck snapped to the woman, rolling his eyes and looking back at you

“So the strega (witch) decided to show up after all,” he smirked, watching the amused look on your face, “What pippi?”

You couldn’t contain your laughter as you got a glimpse of Peggy in the flesh, smiling at everyone, “Oh nothing daddy… You were definitely drunk that night,” you giggle, remembering what mama Rogers said.

“That Peggy… Gave me a beautiful granddaughter. But her face was hit with a sack full of meatballs”

Steve slapped his hand to his chest, doubling over, not paying attention to an oncoming person.

The woman’s voice was sultry, your eyes going up to her as she kept her eyes on Steve. She placed her hand on his shoulder and let’s just blame it on the hormones but you were ready to cut it off.

Steve looked back, shrugging her hand off, “Peggy…”

“Oh, Steve darling don’t be that way. It’s been so long since I’ve seen you. Come now let me look at you,” she coos, stepping back to get a good look.

The hand at the hem of your dress tightens, your mouth opening before you could think, “You’ve seen him before. That’s all you need,” giving a glare paired with a sweet smile.

Steve, knowing that tone, chuckles and backs up your reply, “My queen has spoken, Peggy and she doesn’t repeat herself.”

Peggy gives a curt smile changing her sight to you, “Well since I had him first it’s only right don’t you think?”

Oh… She was trying it.

But Steve let a cackle so loud, “Yeah if you count me being drunk and stupid! You caught me on the right night. Only thing you got first was a fertilized egg. Don’t act like you got my love too.”

The brunette’s mouth shut, turning away as she went back to her budding daughter.

Steve looked at you, amused at how much fire was inside of you, “A little feisty are we?”

“She’s lucky I’m fat and swollen. Otherwise, we would have picked a nice corner outside,” you mutter, shifting yourself in your seat.

The doors to the reception opened again and you could swear all the color in Bella’s face drained. You look over Steve’s shoulder watching a man, similar to Carter’s features, just a little older. More rugged and great hair.

Steve turned to see who you were looking at confused as to why his daughter looked stunned. His first instinct was to grab his gun but… your rules were no guns. He abided.

But as the strange man walked closer to Bella, it seemed as if he knew her. Not caring that Carter was at her side, he placed a chaste kiss to her cheek.

“Frank…. What are you doing here?!” She seethed watching as the man stepped back a little.

Steve stood up walking over to his alarmed daughter, ready to do any and everything to make sure she was safe.

“Is there a problem?”

Frank looked over to Steve, giving that award-winning smirk, “Not at all Mr. Rogers. Just had to show my face for the mother of my future child, is all.”

You couldn’t have heard that right. But your hearing was immaculate and the fact that Bella didn’t even protest spoke volumes.

Carter stood up, looking at Bella, “What does he mean his future child? Say! Who the hell are you?!” He shouts pressing a finger to Frank’s chest.

Frank looked at him unbothered, his chest shaking with laughter, “Looks like you weren’t the only one getting your dick wet Baizen,” he states, seeing the shock on Carter’s face, “Yeah that’s right, I know all about you. Limp dick isn’t it? According to Bella anyway…”

Steve watched the exchange, not even surprised at this point.

Peggy pushed through the crowd, “What’s the meaning of this? Who are you?” She pointed at Frank.

“Apparently our daughter has been playing different fields. So bambina is what he’s saying true?”

“Steven! How could you ask her that! You know it isn’t true.”

“Yeah well, I don’t put anything past her and…” his voice trails off.

Peggy’s hands shot to her hips, “and what Steven! Go on! Say it!”

He smirks ready to give her what she wanted, “It’s like deja vu all over again. Apple doesn’t fall far from the tree now does it?”

The way the red crept up her neck, you would think she made a new shade of it, “How dare you?!” she shrieked, “I always knew you were her father!”

Steve snorted, “Yeah after failing paternity test number five.”

The crowd was stunned and you? Well, you weren’t going anywhere that fiasco. Sam had since sat by you while the two enjoyed the scene.

Bella stood up slowly looking between the whole group, “He’s lying!”

It was time for Frank to snort, “Yeah? I couldn’t be when you bought a plan B every time fucked him. Let’s be real here. Either it’s mine or somebody else’s. It’s definitely not babyface over there.”

The murmurs among the crowd filled the room and Bella sat down because she knew she was caught.

Peggy rounded back to Steve, “How could you let her be so loose?!” She spat.

He gave her a one-pointed look, “Call it genetics, strega.”

Peggy began yelling at Steve while he just fired off more insults. Carter and Frank began going back and forth and then the doors opened once more.

“Oh fuck me!” Bella screeched.

The stranger at the door, almost similar to Steve if he shaved his beard, pulled his glasses from his face, “I mean I would but looks like I already did my job.”

Steve looked over at the sweater-wearing prick, hanging his head down in laughter. This was just getting better and better.

Peggy asked the question that everyone wanted to know, “and just who are you?“

“Call me Ransom. I couldn’t leave my unborn child unappreciated.”

Steve threw his hands up, “And then there were three! Oh Bambina you really are your mother’s child.”

Bella sinks lower in her throne, groaning at the turn of events.

The scene before you was getting worse and worse. Sam dying of laughter next to you.

He looks over to you and says, “This is why we mind our business!”

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geminixevans-stan · 3 years

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Ari trusts his driver, Curtis, to make sure you get home safe.

You're a little drunk and Curtis has to help you up into the house. Per Ari's order, he's allowed to make sure you're well taken care of. Especially since he knows you've been making eyes at Curtis since he hired him...

He's known for taming brats just like Ari and well, you've been a little mouthy tonight.

Words: 400+

Warnings: 18+ Minors DNI, Explicit language, bondage, sex toy use, edging

I do not consent to my work being copied, plagiarized, or translated in any way >:P

You just had to act up while he was away. Thinking that you had some freedom until he came back. But oh how mistaken you were...

“She said what about me Everett?” you hear Ari’s voice coming from the screen in front of your strung-up body.

Curtis chuckles darkly, keeping the wand to your sensitive nub, “Darlin’ over here said she could do anything since you weren’t here,” he says rubbing the bulbous head across your folds.

You let out a strained noise, trying to plead your case. Your words were all but silenced with the custom gag between your teeth.

If looks could kill, Curtis Everett would be laying on the floor right now. Ari could hear your muffled sounds, looking at you through his camera, “What’s the matter sweetheart? You didn’t think you were a free bird this weekend? You’re lucky I let you out for a couple hours..”

Damn you and alcohol. It can be your best friend and worst enemy sometimes and tonight the alcohol made you write a check your ass definitely couldn’t cash.

With the flick of the switch, Curtis placed the thick piece on your bundle of nerves, upping it to the second level as you thrashed against the ropes. This had been going on for well over an hour. Him bringing you closer to the edge, only to hear Ari tell him to stop.

And this time was no different. He held the wand in one hand, pushing two fingers into your leaking hole and curling his fingers against the spongy spot inside of you.

The tears streamed down your cheeks, knowing that Ari was just about to rip your pleasure away again.

Your chest heaved up and down, feeling the coil tighten inside painfully. You were spent and Ari could see, the front of his slacks becoming tighter with each pain whimper coming from your lips.

Ari watched the sight before him, his favorite driver, taking his pride and joy apart. Nothing made him happier than to see those fat tears roll down your cheeks at the thought of not getting your way. You writhed against the ropes, feeling the white false before your eyes before…

“Stop…” Ari said, watching Curtis rip the wand from your sensitive bud again. Your juices were dripping and making both men adjust the tent in their pants. Having already had enough of this charade, Ari stood up showing his painful bulge.

You moaned, damn near salivate at just how hard he was and you wanted him to ruin you.

“That’ll be all Curtis and while you’re at it make sure the door is open,” he instructs to him. You were so dazed that you didn’t even pay attention to the familiarity of the background in the video. Ari bent down and gave you a smirk, “Oh and princess? I’m home…”

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