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CHRIS EVANS as Lloyd Hansen un The Gray Man (2022)

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CHRIS EVANS as Andy Barber in DEFENDING JACOB (2020)

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AHHH glad you enjoyed! 💗💗💗 She usually takes her job seriously but mission failed unfortunately! I imagine she'll quit and play housewife for real and take care of the munchkin just like Lloyd wanted for her <3

Honey, I'm Home ( Lloyd Hansen x Reader)

Thoughts : I've watched the Gray Man three times since it came out and I finally got inspired to share one of my 1st works. I'm an absolute beginner so i'm posting this on my side blog 😭Lloyd Hansen is an unhinged hottie. Slightly inspired by Mrs and Mr Smith since I watched a few days ago.

Warnings: Minors DNI ( I'm warning you.) Some violence. Smut. Mentions of pregnancy. Proceed with caution, my loves <3

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You were in the middle of your daily routine. Making supper for your husband. Everything was picture perfect as you placed a casserole and a pitcher of lemonade on the dinner table. You hummed as you took your apple crumble out of the oven. Then you stood, smoothing your dress once again. Perfect.

"You damn minx." You heard, a whisper in your ear.

You felt your hair get yanked back suddenly and cried out at the pain.

You realized who it was before you could even get a look at your assailant's face. Hansen. Only Lloyd Hansen could give you goosebumps like that. You hadn't even noticed your husband entering the house, his footsteps silent.

The mission your agency had been simple. Get closer to him and get intel by any means possible. And then eliminate him. Nothing a perfectly trained spy couldn't do. You never asked questions but you were intrigued on why they wanted such a valuable individual neutralized. The only answer you got was that he was too dangerous and out of control for his higher ups to manage. You'd known about his past, but it always unnerved you to know such a wild card was given such free reign.

He was impossible to get to at first. Lloyd was arrogant, intimidating and hard to access. Yet you couldn't give up so easily. You mingled in the right circles, caught his eye and coincidently crossed his path one too many times.

Something about your pretty smile, your innocence and the way your little sundresses draped over your body had him hooked. So it started with one date, then another and a few more. His walls were slowly coming down and even you were surprised he let you in so easily. Behind that brash, cold exterior, he was possessive and passionate about you.

It wasn't long before he placed a ring on your finger, making you a Mrs Hansen. You had now been living in this amazing mansion for over a year, being spoiled rotten by the one and only. A damn shame you had to be the one to send him back to his maker.

He assumed you were clueless about his activities. You rarely asked, and he only told you the bare minimum. An important employee for a security conglomerate and nothing more. You more focused on playing the role of the eager to please, obedient, perfect housewife, maintaining your household. What could he say about someone as unsuspecting as you?

Yet he didn't know was that you eavesdropped on his conversations, stole confidential data and shared his coordinates. Somehow he was hardly thwarted in his missions by your constant attempts at sabotage. You were baffled.

"You thought I wouldn't find out, sunshine? That I didn't know?"

"What are you talking about?"

"It's not a coincidence my mission got compromised. Someone leaked my location today. This wasn't the first time."

He knew it was you. You had tagged one of his shirts you'd ironed with a tracker and shared it to your agency. Maybe you were partially guilty of the big shiner and the scratches he was sporting. Perhaps your boss had sent someone after him. If not that, it was probably the result of the homemade bomb you'd stuck in the back of his car. You'd expected more damage.

"I don't know anything." You feigned confusion as he pulled your hair again.

"I finally connected the dots. It's been this way since we got together." He snarled.

His piercing blue eyes were flashing with that intense anger of his you'd slightly hoped you'd never be the target of.

"Let go of me, Lloyd." You scratched at his hands, but they were out of reach. He towered over you so getting out of his grasp was an impossible feat.

"I think we both know that's not happening."

A well placed elbow to his face made him falter. Blood leaked down his nose.

"Shit! That hurts." He groaned dramatically, pinching his nostrils shut.

"You're a little rusty, aren't you?" you smirked.

You whipped around, pulling the small blade out of the halter you hid under your dress. You had planned to stick it in his neck as he relished on your apple crumble, unfortunately that wasn't possible now.

"To think my own wife is leading a hit on me. You're a goddamn traitor. "

He wiped his nose, a look of betrayal painting his features. He was almost comically offended as he placed a hand to his chest.

"I didn't have much of a choice…You're getting to be too much of a liability. " you cocked your head to the side, mimicking a frown.

You swiped at him, but he dodged effortlessly. You threw a punch only for him to block it. You threw a kick only for him to move swiftly out of the way again. Something about this felt like choreography. You were always perfectly synced. If not in fighting, in bed.

You were caught off guard as his hand wrapped around your throat, lightly squeezing it. He pushed you against the wall, and you felt lightheaded as your strength left you.

"I thought you were into choking? Not too fond now?"

He whispered into your ear. He let go of your throat, but kept you pinned. You felt even more disoriented when he crushed your lips in a breathtaking kiss. You could taste his blood on your tongue.

You couldn't fight back. Not with the way his fingers were trailing up your thighs and making your knees weaken. Your mind went blank, your mission a distant memory.

"Not so feisty now, princess."

He dragged you to the kitchen island, pushing your hips against the edge. He pressed up against you, his hard on painfully obvious. He pulled up your yellow sundress which just so happened to be his favorite. Your lace panties were quickly discarded.

"All this fighting turns me on but I'm getting bored now." He mumbled.

"Lloyd…don't" you squeaked. The sharp edges of the counter were slightly painful, and you were slightly fearful of what he was going to do.

"Good girls don't get to be picky." He answered.

He pushed your face down onto the counter, making it impossible for you to talk. You heard the sound of his belt, almost shaking with anticipation. He teased your folds, rubbing his cock against them before pushing inside of you. That stretch was always so painfully delicious as he filled you. A perfect fit.

There was no winning against him. Your brain short circuited everytime he was inside of you. He didn't even wait before thrusting harshly into you. It didn't matter because you were always ready for him. Your eyes rolled back as your bodies moved in a perfect dance.

"So fucking wet. Doesn't seem like you really want to get rid of me. He chuckled.

You couldn't talk, only whimpering. You got progressively louder, the room filling with the sounds of skin slapping and Lloyd's groans.

You cried out as you felt ecstasy wash over you. He came inside in you soon after, leaving you a trembling, worn out mess.

You finally caught your breath, sitting up only for Lloyd to start talking, his voice somber.

"Send in your resignation letter tomorrow. I'm going to have a little talk with your boss. "

"What makes you think I'm staying?" You frowned.

His stomach brushed over your rounded stomach, reminding you that you were his no matter what. You thought he was joking about knocking you up but turned out he always kept his promises.

Maybe this went against the rules and restrictions of your career, however you didn't mind having a living reminder of Lloyd in case your mission was successful.

"As long as you're growing what's mine, rest assured, you're not going anywhere, pumpkin." He smiled, a devious expression on his face.

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You guys have done a lot of different projects, if someone has actually never seen anything that either of you have done, what’s the first thing you want them watching and why?

I did a movie called Sunshine a long time ago that I enjoyed with Danny Boyle. I really like Snowpiercer. Look, I got a lot of love for the Marvel world, so The Winter Soldier was like 'wow! that's exactly how I wanted that to go'. So, maybe Winter Soldier.

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Lloyd is the type that when bored he would pick on the bouquet of flowers he bought you and would play “she loves me she loves me not” bcs he's bored.

And when it lands on not, he holds a grudge against you even though you didn’t do a thing

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CHRIS EVANS flaunting his assets as LLOYD HANSEN in THE GRAY MAN

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The Hills Masterlist (Rafe Cameron x Reader)

summary: Unable to watch JJ look at someone else the way you wish he’d look at you, you start to distance yourself from the Pogues. In an effort to numb the pain, you make a drunken mistake, but nothing is coincidental, and you learn better than anyone that Rafe Cameron always gets what he wants.

➥ Warnings: NON-CON, DUB-CON, violence, physical/verbal abuse, public sex, toxic relationship, underage drinking, drug use, non canon ages, one-sided JJ x reader, pogue!reader

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Afaik they already greenlit a sequel a month before the release since the reaction to the trailers was so positive.

I’m just assuming that since the movie seems to be doing well that maybe they’ll make it a trilogy. Who knows, I definitely wouldn’t mind. Ryan Gosling as the grumpy fighter is fun to watch

I saw that the sequel is happening! Did I also see something about a prequel or spinoff? I know people are hoping it means a Lloyd prequel, which would be awesome.

I’m surprised I was attracted to Ryan Gosling in the film. I love him as an actor, but he normally does nothing for me. Sierra Six. Damn. 🔥

Love and thanks! ❤️

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CHRIS EVANS as LLOYD HANSEN in THE GRAY MAN (2022)

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CHRIS EVANS as LLOYD HANSEN in THE GRAY MAN (2022)

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CHRIS EVANS THE GRAY MAN (2022)

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CHRIS EVANS + adjusting his white top 👀

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ruin you

summary || you think this failed mission is Lloyd’s fault. Lloyd thinks you need to learn some fucking manners.

warnings || dom!Lloyd . dom/sub dynamics. hate fucking. power imbalance. unprotected sex. creampie. degradation. praise kink. humiliation. daddy kink. wall sex. corruption kink. choking. filthy Lloyd. asshole Lloyd. brat tamer Lloyd. a lot of dirty talk. dacryphilia. petnames. horny thots. enemies to lovers. PWP — MINORS DNI 🔞 if any of this makes you uncomfortable then please do not read!

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I wrote this in like hours… hope you like this tho!!

“This is all your fault!” You huffed as you carelessly deposited your sack on the floor. “My fault?” Lloyd squinted his eyes calculatingly. “Yes! We had Six but because of your arrogance and your inability to control your anger, we lost him!” You pressed your fingers to your aching head.

“I didn’t hear you. Say it again.” He sarcastically pressed a hand to his ear to hear better. His eyes were shining with pure malice and you took a step back in shock. You knew he was a bit crazy, but this behaviour was absolutely insane. Now you knew why he was fired from the agency this early.

“Listen, I don’t wanna fight. I just wanna get this job done and I’m sure you want that too.” You sighed as you headed towards your room in the vast penthouse. It was Lloyd, everything had to be grand, even the nightly stay.

“But that doesn’t mean I can let you talk to me like that.” The command in his voice made a shiver run down your spine. “I told you I don’t wanna fight, but that also doesn’t mean that you can look down on me. I’m an agent, and I’ve lasted in the agency much longer than you, so if someone is superior, it is me.”

“Oh really? Because if that was true, then your ‘agency’ wouldn’t have come to me begging on their knees to catch a fucking rogue.” He added fingers quotations. You knew angering him wasn’t a good option, but you were furious. “You know what Lloyd? Fuck you!”

You were about to walk away and relax in your room, but your plans were thwarted when you found Lloyd’s hand around your throat. He truly travelled with lightning speed as he pressed you against the wall. You couldn’t stop a low moan from escaping your lips.

His face lightened with a knowing smirk and you closed your eyes in shame. It was a dirty fantasy buried deep inside you, or so you had thought. Lloyd was handsome, despite that trashstache, or rather with it. And you’d be lying if you said you hadn’t fantasised about him for the last few nights.

“Didn’t know you were in such freaky shit.” He whispered in your ear. You chewed on your lip and tried looking anywhere but his eyes. “Look at me.” He pressed his fingers into your jaw and turned your head towards him. “Do you like this?” You just shrugged at his question. “I’m serious.”

What you didn’t expect him to do was press his hard length against your leg to show just how serious he was. “Oh.” You gasped. “Yeah. So you like it? Cuz I have some ideas.” He comically winked and you would’ve laughed if you weren’t in this position.

“Yes.” Your voice was barely above a whisper, but he heard it just fine. “Not so uptight now huh?” You gulped as you already knew you were going to get the ride of your life. You gasped like a fish when he quickly turned you around and held you to the wall by your shoulders.

“Arch that back for me baby.” His words were a cruel mockery, and yet you were getting off on it. You did as he said and he pulled your pants down, revealing your ass to him. He ran his huge palm over your butt and hummed thoughtfully. “Now daddy’s gotta discipline you baby. Hold tight.”

That was all the warning you got before his hand came crashing down on your ass. You squirmed in the place, but he held your tighter. “I told you to stay still, do you wanna five more by being a brat?” You couldn’t really remember if he said that, but he tried your best nevertheless.

He smacked your other cheek and you bit your lip to stop the whimper from spilling through. Your face was pushed to the side and he clear saw that. “I wanna hear you scream.” He whispered in your ear before spanking you in quick succession. His signet ring was leaving behind a cool impression. “Oh my god Lloyd!”

“I didn’t hear that. Say it again. And this time, say it right.” He repeated his previous words. Your fingers uselessly curled onto the wall and each slap to your rear was sending electric pleasure up your nerves. Lloyd wasn’t a name to be moaned so it was better to call him what he wanted. And you definitely hadn’t thought about it before, nope.

“I’m sorry daddy!” You squealed. Your ass was positively burning by now and you were loving the buzz. He pressed his fingers on your heated cheek as he purposely squeezed it. “Hmm. Now that’s a good girl. You gotta remember that you aren’t the superior here. All I have to do is spank that bratty ass of yours and you turn into daddy’s whore.”

His lewd words were making you feel things you couldn’t possibly describe. There was a joy in submission that you hadn’t ever felt before and likely wouldn’t ever feel after. “Aww are you getting all shy one me? I bet you’re fucking wet like a slut down there, aren’t you?”

His fingers dipped into your folds and you moaned when his fingers rubbed over your swollen clit. “I thought you had better manners than that. No worries though, I’ll teach you. When I ask you something, you answer. Now be a good girl and say, yes daddy.”

“Yes daddy.” You followed his order. You spread your legs further apart to give him better access as he rubbed your folds. He rubbed tight circles over your sensitive nub and you shuddered. He ensured you were thoroughly wet before entering you with two thick fingers.

Your legs shook as he set a hard pace in fingering you. You tried holding onto the smooth wall before curling your fingers in his navy blue jacket. He pumped his fingers fast and hard and you could hear the lewd noise it made. “You hear that squelch? I really think you wanted this to happen.” He mocked.

His hand had slipped down to your hips and he was holding you in position as he fucked you with his fingers. Your entire body was shaking with the precision of this act. He scissored his fingers and you moaned out. He pulled out his fingers before you could cum and you leaned your head against the wall.

You could hear the distinct sound of unzipping and his groans as he pulled out his cock to rub against your folds. He slathered your slick clinging on his fingers to his cock before pushing into you. He didn’t go easy this time and pushed in a single stroke, making you lose balance.

Your eyes rolled back at the stretch as this was probably the thickest cock you’d ever had. You knew his fingers were going to leave bruises behind as he held you tight while ramming into you like a man possessed. His heavy grunts and moans were music to your ears.

“Good girl.” Your breath hitched at his praise. “Taking my fat cock so well, as if you were made just for it.” His thrusts were unrelenting and hard. “You shouldn’t worry your pretty little head going after big cases when you can do just this, keep my cock warm.”

You were standing on your tip toes and you could feel his pants against your heated ass and all this only added to the sensations crawling up your spine. Lloyd was nailing your spot perfectly and fucking little whimpers and moans out of you.

You could feel yourself getting closer to your release and you clenched down on Lloyd. “Are you gonna cum, princess? You gonna cum on daddy’s cock? I can feel you squeezing my cock so well. Go ahead and cum for me baby.”

You hadn’t ever thought you’d cum on command, but here you were writhing on Lloyd’s cock. Your entire body trembled and you probably babbled nonsense as you rode the high of your orgasm. You felt like a firecracker set by Lloyd.

“Gonna cum in you. Gonna keep you full and dripping with me.” He gave a shout as he came inside you while you were still riding the aftershocks. You felt his cock twitch inside you as he started losing rhythm of his thrusts and settled deep within you.

You both panted hard as you stood still without moving. You could feel his cum leaking from the side of his cock despite it plugging you up. You let out a long breath as he pulled out slowly. You leaned your head against the wall thinking this was over, but how wrong you were.

Lloyd bent a little and spread your folds apart to see his cum dripping out of you. He dipped his fingers in the mess and you squirmed with sensitivity. He swapped up the mixture of his cum and your slick and brought it front of your mouth and obediently let him push it past your lips.

“Good girl. Just one session and you’re learning so well.” You closed your eyes and mindlessly sucked. You didn’t even realise that a few tears had slipped past your eyes until Lloyd licked the tear tracks. “But you have so much to learn, and the night’s still young.”

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Ahhh this is my first feedback ever! Thank you my love and I'm glad you enjoyed 😭❤️

This couple definitely have their issues but I think they'll work it out by the time the baby gets here haha

Honey, I'm Home ( Lloyd Hansen x Reader)

Thoughts : I've watched the Gray Man three times since it came out and I finally got inspired to share one of my 1st works. I'm an absolute beginner so i'm posting this on my side blog 😭Lloyd Hansen is an unhinged hottie. Slightly inspired by Mrs and Mr Smith since I watched a few days ago.

Warnings: Minors DNI ( I'm warning you.) Some violence. Smut. Mentions of pregnancy. Proceed with caution, my loves <3

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You were in the middle of your daily routine. Making supper for your husband. Everything was picture perfect as you placed a casserole and a pitcher of lemonade on the dinner table. You hummed as you took your apple crumble out of the oven. Then you stood, smoothing your dress once again. Perfect.

"You damn minx." You heard, a whisper in your ear.

You felt your hair get yanked back suddenly and cried out at the pain.

You realized who it was before you could even get a look at your assailant's face. Hansen. Only Lloyd Hansen could give you goosebumps like that. You hadn't even noticed your husband entering the house, his footsteps silent.

The mission your agency had been simple. Get closer to him and get intel by any means possible. And then eliminate him. Nothing a perfectly trained spy couldn't do. You never asked questions but you were intrigued on why they wanted such a valuable individual neutralized. The only answer you got was that he was too dangerous and out of control for his higher ups to manage. You'd known about his past, but it always unnerved you to know such a wild card was given such free reign.

He was impossible to get to at first. Lloyd was arrogant, intimidating and hard to access. Yet you couldn't give up so easily. You mingled in the right circles, caught his eye and coincidently crossed his path one too many times.

Something about your pretty smile, your innocence and the way your little sundresses draped over your body had him hooked. So it started with one date, then another and a few more. His walls were slowly coming down and even you were surprised he let you in so easily. Behind that brash, cold exterior, he was possessive and passionate about you.

It wasn't long before he placed a ring on your finger, making you a Mrs Hansen. You had now been living in this amazing mansion for over a year, being spoiled rotten by the one and only. A damn shame you had to be the one to send him back to his maker.

He assumed you were clueless about his activities. You rarely asked, and he only told you the bare minimum. An important employee for a security conglomerate and nothing more. You more focused on playing the role of the eager to please, obedient, perfect housewife, maintaining your household. What could he say about someone as unsuspecting as you?

Yet he didn't know was that you eavesdropped on his conversations, stole confidential data and shared his coordinates. Somehow he was hardly thwarted in his missions by your constant attempts at sabotage. You were baffled.

"You thought I wouldn't find out, sunshine? That I didn't know?"

"What are you talking about?"

"It's not a coincidence my mission got compromised. Someone leaked my location today. This wasn't the first time."

He knew it was you. You had tagged one of his shirts you'd ironed with a tracker and shared it to your agency. Maybe you were partially guilty of the big shiner and the scratches he was sporting. Perhaps your boss had sent someone after him. If not that, it was probably the result of the homemade bomb you'd stuck in the back of his car. You'd expected more damage.

"I don't know anything." You feigned confusion as he pulled your hair again.

"I finally connected the dots. It's been this way since we got together." He snarled.

His piercing blue eyes were flashing with that intense anger of his you'd slightly hoped you'd never be the target of.

"Let go of me, Lloyd." You scratched at his hands, but they were out of reach. He towered over you so getting out of his grasp was an impossible feat.

"I think we both know that's not happening."

A well placed elbow to his face made him falter. Blood leaked down his nose.

"Shit! That hurts." He groaned dramatically, pinching his nostrils shut.

"You're a little rusty, aren't you?" you smirked.

You whipped around, pulling the small blade out of the halter you hid under your dress. You had planned to stick it in his neck as he relished on your apple crumble, unfortunately that wasn't possible now.

"To think my own wife is leading a hit on me. You're a goddamn traitor. "

He wiped his nose, a look of betrayal painting his features. He was almost comically offended as he placed a hand to his chest.

"I didn't have much of a choice…You're getting to be too much of a liability. " you cocked your head to the side, mimicking a frown.

You swiped at him, but he dodged effortlessly. You threw a punch only for him to block it. You threw a kick only for him to move swiftly out of the way again. Something about this felt like choreography. You were always perfectly synced. If not in fighting, in bed.

You were caught off guard as his hand wrapped around your throat, lightly squeezing it. He pushed you against the wall, and you felt lightheaded as your strength left you.

"I thought you were into choking? Not too fond now?"

He whispered into your ear. He let go of your throat, but kept you pinned. You felt even more disoriented when he crushed your lips in a breathtaking kiss. You could taste his blood on your tongue.

You couldn't fight back. Not with the way his fingers were trailing up your thighs and making your knees weaken. Your mind went blank, your mission a distant memory.

"Not so feisty now, princess."

He dragged you to the kitchen island, pushing your hips against the edge. He pressed up against you, his hard on painfully obvious. He pulled up your yellow sundress which just so happened to be his favorite. Your lace panties were quickly discarded.

"All this fighting turns me on but I'm getting bored now." He mumbled.

"Lloyd…don't" you squeaked. The sharp edges of the counter were slightly painful, and you were slightly fearful of what he was going to do.

"Good girls don't get to be picky." He answered.

He pushed your face down onto the counter, making it impossible for you to talk. You heard the sound of his belt, almost shaking with anticipation. He teased your folds, rubbing his cock against them before pushing inside of you. That stretch was always so painfully delicious as he filled you. A perfect fit.

There was no winning against him. Your brain short circuited everytime he was inside of you. He didn't even wait before thrusting harshly into you. It didn't matter because you were always ready for him. Your eyes rolled back as your bodies moved in a perfect dance.

"So fucking wet. Doesn't seem like you really want to get rid of me. He chuckled.

You couldn't talk, only whimpering. You got progressively louder, the room filling with the sounds of skin slapping and Lloyd's groans.

You cried out as you felt ecstasy wash over you. He came inside in you soon after, leaving you a trembling, worn out mess.

You finally caught your breath, sitting up only for Lloyd to start talking, his voice somber.

"Send in your resignation letter tomorrow. I'm going to have a little talk with your boss. "

"What makes you think I'm staying?" You frowned.

His stomach brushed over your rounded stomach, reminding you that you were his no matter what. You thought he was joking about knocking you up but turned out he always kept his promises.

Maybe this went against the rules and restrictions of your career, however you didn't mind having a living reminder of Lloyd in case your mission was successful.

"As long as you're growing what's mine, rest assured, you're not going anywhere, pumpkin." He smiled, a devious expression on his face.

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Hands down my favourite part of the new trailer!! 🤣🤣