#( chat ft. evan )

[izzyspussy]

@fullyfunctionalminiaturebeehive said: I do not have the brains for specific questions, but please tell us more about these awful people! (lmk if you want me to remove this tag so it's not in your notifs, or even if you want me to anonymize you, because this shit is Rough)

[BODY HORROR, STALKING, PEDOPHILIA, TRANSPHOBIA, LESBOPHOBIA, FATPHOBIA, ABLEISM, RAPE. ACTUALLY I'M GOING TO PUT THIS BEHIND A CUT EVEN THO IT'S LIKE NOT EVEN 500 WORDS LONG BECAUSE HOLY FUCKING SHIT LOL. DEAD DOVE ETC ETC.]

Lily takes requests from Evan for the body she's going to come home to him in before she chooses her next victim (after which she will stalk them for a little while before deciding on the most reliable approach to get them to follow her somewhere or catch them alone, and preferably as close by Evan's house as she can manage).

I think I might have already posted VERY vaguely about this before (or maybe I drafted and then deleted it because I was Scared lol), but. Most of the time Evan makes requests that he actually just wants, that are to his taste or whatever. Like, oh I want this cup size, or maybe she could have green eyes this time, etc. Simple things that would be, like, fine to be into if it weren't for the fact that Lily is going to go out and murder someone so that Evan can fuck them lol.

But! Evan also occasionally will request things just because he wants to be extra evil for a few months, or because it's something he knows Lily won't like having or won't like having to find out is a quality the person she's going to kill for it has.

For example of the former: Evan might tell Lily to steal a minor's body, or a trans man's or butch lesbian's body (though Lily frequently does this anyway, that's kind of her Thing), or a faithful married woman's body, or the body of someone who is very pious and sexually conservative, or the body of a rape survivor. All of these for the purpose of it being a particularly severe violation that he and Lily are going to hyper-sexualize - and specifically sexualize for Evan, a man and a stranger, to partake of sexually - and hyper-feminize their body once Lily takes it from them.

For example of the latter: Evan might tell Lily to steal a fat person's body, or someone's body who has an obvious physical disability or deformity, or - heaven forbid - a brunette. Or he might tell her he wants a bodily quality that Lily could only know her potential victim has if she has sexual contact with them (she's straight) like idk they have a WAP or they're anorgasmic or whatever. Or I guess I suppose Lily could learn that kind of detail if she manages to get close enough to the person that they're comfortable just telling her that, but she doesn't have the patience and also she's really bad at not being an absolute freak that scares most even halfway decent people away from being her friend in very short order.

[carguynoel]

True, or electricity, but I mean we were living without that stuff for a long ass time, so it makes sense we still could if we wanted to. Hell yeah, I wasn't going all the way out there and not seeing a big ass snake. The family I stayed with hooked me up with an advanced excursion team and they knew exactly whereto go to see one, even got to handle it, thing was like over 100 pounds and it was young, she'll probably get to over 300 pounds. It was incredible. Yeah, they're kinda like pen pals, they don't really do too much with the internet but they check e-mails a couple times a week. Now winter break I could probably do.

You'd honestly be surprised at how little you need running water. Did you see the anaconda or no? Seems like a waste of a trip if you didn't get shit on by seventeen wild animals, although I'm sure you've seen some pretty incredible things. Do you keep in touch with the families you stayed with? Seems like the plans are pivoting to winter break, so stay tuned.

[pinkbewwy-milk]

based on starsandskies' prompt list.

Day 7: Risky Places ft. William Afton.

warnings: incest, dub-con, implied underage fantasies, daddy kink, dom/sub dynamics, dirty talk, hardcore ig, william afton. DEAD DOVE.

Every other Sunday, the Aftons and the Emilys had a family get-together. Evan and Elizabeth would play with Charlie, while Michael would pretend to be sick and lock himself in his room. Sometimes William would have him come down and hang out, just to annoy him, but more often he preferred not to have him there. He and Clara would spend the afternoon chatting and drinking with the other couple, making plans for the future, and other adult things. You, the Aftons' second daughter, were usually the one who kept the kids from getting hurt or breaking anything. You were old enough to take care of it, and you did it without any problems. After all, you were very shy, and even though you had known the Emilys for years, you were embarrassed to be around them.

That Sunday, however, you were sick. You had a cold, nothing too serious, but going down to hang out would be irresponsible because you could infect anyone. So instead you spent the whole day lying in bed, sometimes reading and sometimes sleeping. You listened to the laughter and fun everyone was having down there, almost feeling jealous. You tried not to get too bitter, since the flu had appeared suddenly and there was no time to move the meeting to the next weekend —Even so, you missed seeing Evan smile and seeing mum and dad happy and relaxed.

Around eleven at night, you slipped out of your room into the bathroom. You wanted to look a little presentable to at least say goodbye to Henry and his wife from the stairs. The children must have been asleep already, surely tired after such an intense day of games. By then the adults were already a little tipsy too, which meant that William wouldn't chase you to your room as soon as he saw you poke your nose out.

You just wanted to say goodbye.

In the bathroom, you opened the medicine cabinet to take out a brush and at least fix your hair a little. You also took the opportunity to search for some foundation or makeup that could hide your dark circles. You knew it wouldn't happen, but you were too embarrassed to think that one of the adults would make fun of your poor appearance.

When you closed the medicine cabinet, your reflection in the mirror was accompanied by another. You jumped and turned around, dropping both the brush and the makeup.

“Dad!”, you exclaimed, still frightened by William's sudden appearance. You hadn't heard the door open, or close, or the lock being put on. You raised both eyebrows, ready to beg him not to scold you, but the man didn't even give you time for that.

In the blink of an eye, without really knowing how it had happened, your father's lips captured yours. You opened your mouth in a gasp, surprised, and William was quick to stick his tongue inside. You tried to push your father away, but William was much stronger and taller than you. The man pushed you back, until your lower back hit the sink. You groaned, the contact causing a little pain. That made William leave your mouth alone. Instead, he put his hand over it, the other around your slender neck.

It wasn't the first time he'd done something like this. He'd kissed you before, just never with tongue, and never with such desperation.

You understood why he was like this. You weren't a child, and when William pushed his hips against you, you felt the source of his desperation perfectly. Something, you didn't know if it was horror or excitement, filled your belly. In any case, your body felt tense.

“I can't wait any longer, Prue”, William said, and it was clear from his breath that he'd had too much to drink. Your eyes widened, shaking your head, and you mumbled something from behind your father's palm. He took his hand away, but squeezed your neck: A reminder.

“Mum and the Emilys are downstairs…”, you whispered. You didn't know why you didn't scream; even if William did something to you, it's not like the other three adults (and Michael, who was upstairs with you) couldn't get him off of you. Perhaps it had to do with the fact that your father had never hurt you; perhaps it was the moisture that was beginning to build between your thighs the more William pushed against you.

“That’s why you have to be quiet”, he replied, his free hand moving down your body. He slid his hand under the pyjama pants, and shamelessly began to caress his own daughter’s pussy over your panties. You gasped, but no sound came out. William smiled. “That’s it. It’s not that hard, is it? I knew you’d be good to me… You always have been”.

You blushed, almost involuntarily spreading your legs a little. William pushed the panties aside, coming into contact with your intimacy. He growled at the speed with which you wet yourself already, his cock throbbing inside his pants. He caressed you a little more before letting you go. You almost begged him to continue, for the stimulation had already clouded your judgment and you knew that if you didn’t have him again you would run away. That was something you didn’t want to do, for you were tired of fighting your primitive instincts.

You hated them. You hated that you liked your own father so much, and you hated that he reciprocated your desires.

God, it would all be so easy if only he weren't as sick as you were.

William pulled your pants and panties down to your knees. You felt the cold air against your pussy, a shiver running through your body. It soon went away, as in a flash your father's cock was pressed between your thighs, almost maddeningly brushing against your clit. You had seen it before, even touched it, but you had never gone this far. You were excited but also terribly scared.

Without much further delay, your father pushed your legs open, and a second later he balls deep in you, hips pressed against your pelvis. He shoved his fingers into your mouth at the same time, thus preventing the scream that ultimately tried to escape your mouth. You felt a horrible burning inside you, like magma being poured from within you. You didn't know if it was your own juices, at best, or your own blood, at worst. It was your first time, after all, and William had definitely not been careful.

You tried to understand. You tried to think that he was just too eager for you, to have you. You couldn't blame him. That's how men were.

William didn't even stop to ask how you were, instead moving and imposing a steady, firm pace. You were very sensitive, feeling the way your father moved in and out of you, inch by inch. It was horrible, it was painful, and yet…

Perhaps it was your arousal, or perhaps it was an effort to help you get through the moment, but pleasure began to blossom within the pain. The way your body expanded and contracted around his cock was detestable, disgusting —Which was why you liked it so much. You felt a tickling sensation that was increasing more and more, the same one that made you start to moan. You still had William's fingers in your mouth, and perhaps in a primitive impulse, your tongue stretched out to lick and suck the digits.

In front of you, William moaned.

“Christ, if I had known you would like it so much”, a short pause, just enough to accommodate himself better, and setting a punishing rhythm against your cunt, “I would’ve done this to you years ago. You're soaked, darling —Fuck, you feel so good”.

You couldn't even answer. Of course you heard what the man said, and of course it was worrying; but you didn't care. Not when everything was so wonderful, when your body and mind could only ask for more and more, your mouth following the command. William laughed evilly, going even faster and louder. He couldn't take too long, because at any moment Clara would go look for him, or check on her daughter. He wanted to be with her as long as possible, obviously, but he would have other opportunities.

For now, he just wanted to finish. He was sick of the fucking hard-on he had all day. He was sick of having to hold back for so long.

His long fingers stretched out between you, ring and middle fingers pressing your clit and twisting with speed. The other hand, the one inside your mouth, went back around his daughter's neck and squeezed. Not enough to leave marks, but enough to cut off your breathing and all your noises. You rolled your eyes, legs around the man, hips moving rhythmically against him. William smiled.

“That's it, good girl”, he growled, mouth open, saliva leaking between his lips like he was an animal. Your pussy was tightening in the most delicious and pleasurable way. He could get used to this. He could do this for the rest of his days. “Like that, yeah, cum on your daddy’s cock”.

You had never had an orgasm, and the sensation scared you so much that you tried to resist. You couldn't even then, your father was too experienced to not make you cum. Your body tensed and clenched, the moan so loud that not even the man's hand could completely silence you. Everything stopped as that sensation filled you, along with something else that you were quick to identify as soon as you came down from your ecstasy.

William only waited to empty all his cum inside you to pull out and raise his pants back up. He smoothed his clothes and made sure he didn't have any stains or fluids on him, as well as pushing back his hair and wiping the sweat from his forehead. He watched his cream escape from your cunt, the sight so grotesque that it almost gave him an erection again.

There was a knock at the door. William tensed completely, but he was used to doing things he shouldn't, so his body reacted quickly.

“Wait a minute!”, he exclaimed. You were still in a daze, completely lost in your first orgasm, so it was up to him to clean you up a bit and pull up your clothes. Then he picked you up like a princess, as he always did. You leaned back against his chest, eyes half closed, tired. He smiled, a little less maliciously than before, and opened the door.

Outside was Clara. William explained that when he went up to check on you, you asked him for help to go to the bathroom, as you were too tired from the flu to get up on your own. And he had just gone in to get you back to bed. The woman smiled, extremely happy to have a man like him at her side. She kissed your forehead and wished you a good night, only to then caress her husband's face and go into the bathroom, exclaiming that the Emilys had already left.

William took you to your room, laying you down and tucking you in. He lay down on the sheets and held you, deciding to give you some affection. You snuggled up to him, a little more lucid now but also very exhausted, a smile on your face despite how fucked up you knew everything was.

In his room, Michael clenched his fists so hard that he was hurting himself. Every time he thought that maybe William wasn't as terrible as he seemed, he went and showed him that yes, he could be worse. Much worse.

But who would believe him, especially when you would never betray your manipulative father?

[lily-chappells-version]

Intro Post <3

Hi loves! It's Lily here with an intro <3

❀ Lily Evans

❀ 17 years old

❀ Gryffindor <3

❀ Bisexual

❀ She/her pronouns

Fave musical artists:

❀ Taylor Swift (taytay my beloved)

❀ Sabrina Carpenter

❀ Chappell Roan <3 <3

My friends <3

❀ @macdonald-but-no-farm Mary my love <3 <3

❀ @rockkinnon Marlene McKinnon, my insane best friend

❀ @jame-not-james James Potter, otherwise known as Thing #1

❀ @padfoot-the-dog Sirius Black, otherwise known as Thing #2

❀ @the-one-and-only-moony Remus Lupin, he matches my freak (= reading sapphic love stories in the middle of the night)

❀ @petti-grew-to-5-ft-5 Peter Pettigrew, vaguely demonic rat child

My acquaintances

❀ @regulusinpages Regulus Black, very cool person :)

❀ @evanrosierismyboyfriend Barty Crouch Jr., chaos demon

❀ @thebestrosiertwin Evan Rosier, name thief :3

❀ @bella-bitch-black Bellatrix Black, Sirius' scary cousin

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[time-keepers-blade]

Here's a little drabble I couldn't get outta my head ft. my EverymanHYBRID OC.

Dustin plucked at the loose threads poking from the seams of his hoodie, head cocked to the side as he stared inquisitively at Vincent. The two men were awkwardly posted in Evan’s kitchen, conversing in the late hours, long after their fellow friends decided to turn in for the night, returning to their respective homes.  

“What do you mean, you think something’s wrong with Evan?” 

“I mean, he just—I dunno--isn’t acting like himself? He’s less hyper, less goofy, less...Evan.” Vincent fidgeted with his hands, opting to pick at the meat surrounding his finger nails. 

Vincent had pulled Dustin aside during an earlier conversation, when more of their friends were present and engaging in small, idle chats. He wanted to question if Dustin had noticed anything odd about Evan’s behavior lately.  

Dustin rolled his neck to the side, trying to push out any tension. “I mean, he’s less talkative, yeah, but I don’t think it’s because of what you’re suggesting.” 

Vincent’s hands flew upwards to cage his own chest, he rested his hands under his armpits, trying to keep them warm and simultaneously hug himself, shrugging his shoulders up to his ears. “I mean, look...Evan’s older sister has admitted to us that he’s struggled with depression in the past. Well—that, and homicidal thoughts. But, um,” Vincent dropped his head, staring down at his shoes. “Do you remember when we were filming the car pushing video—or, trying to—and that little girl came running up and handed Evan the little fabric doll?” 

Dustin straightened his neck, his gaze zeroing in on Vincent’s disturbed look. He squinted, slightly turning his head to the side. “Yeah, I do. Little blonde girl in a pink shirt and purple skirt? What about that?” 

Vincent finally raised his head, locking eyes with a spot on the ceiling as he breathed in a deep breath. “When you, Jeff, and Seth were chatting--over by the car, waiting on me and Evan to come over--Right after the little girl gave Evan the doll, she said some man told her to give the doll to Evan.” 

Dustin nodded, “Yeah, you already told me this. Hell, Evan mentioned it on camera.” 

Vincent nodded in return, “Yeah, well, that wasn’t all the little girl said. She also said that the ‘man’ told her to tell Evan to stay positive and that he’ll find something special soon. I thought it was weird that Evan never mentioned that, especially to you, given that you're...” He trailed off, seemingly struggling to find the right words to finish his sentence. Dustin finished it for him. 

“Spiritually inclined?” 

Vincent snapped his fingers and pointed at Dustin in confirmation. “That, yeah. I thought for sure the little girl was saying something that had, like, spiritual implications, or something.”  

Dustin ran his hand along the side of his neck, leaning back against the edge of the kitchen bar, crossing his legs at the ankle before speaking. “I mean, I think it’s obvious that the little girl isn’t the one who made the doll.” Vincent nodded in agreement, urging Dustin to continue. “Maybe the little girl got the doll from a male family member who happens to be a fan of the show?”  

Vincent shook his head slowly. “No, I...not to be, like, pessimistic or whatever, but we’re only getting, like, a few thousand views per video. Not that that’s a low number or anything, I’m grateful that our video’s are being watched at all—but my gut is telling me that it isn’t some fan giving us a gift. I really think the little girl was told to give Evan that message from something more...spirit-like?” 

Dustin pursed his lips in thought, cocking his head to the side. “You don’t  think that’s a bit of a jump to make? In thought, I mean,” Vincent shrugged. Dustin continued, “It probably could be the case, that the little girl got that doll from something other than human. I didn’t really get a good look at her, or the lady she came walking up with. Besides, Evan can’t seem to put that thing down long enough for me to take it and assess if it’s got something in it.” 

Vincent blinked at him, a bit curious, “What, like a camera? Or...?” Dustin shrugged, running his hand along the countertop beside him. “Yeah, something like that. Or it could be witchcraft of some type. I won’t know unless I can get my hands on it.”  

Vincent hummed to himself, glancing around the room as he thought for a moment. He finally landed back on Dustin, offering a risky option. “We could steal it from him? Like—he probably doesn’t sleep with it in his hands, everyone knows the fucker sleeps like a log. Hypothetically speaking, someone could easily just...sneak into his room and grab the doll?”  

Dustin quirked a small side smile, “Are you suggesting that someone would be me?” Vincent sheepishly smiled back, “I mean, you’re pretty much silent when you walk, so...” 

Dustin scoffed out a small chuckle, looking down at his feet, smiling to himself. “I’ll see what I can do. No promises that I won’t find a way to fuck with him a little, though.” 

Vincent just chuckled in return. 

[aliford]

I think I'd make a good cryptid, or urban legend, like slenderman or a Yeti. Am I real, am I am not, we'll never konw. Gotta ask what would make you a good werewolf?

Tony, the man they myth the legend, retired like twenty years ago, but his vibe lives on. Well don't tell the other two, but you've got my vote, which as King, that's gotta count for like 100 votes, at least. I don't know, what do you want? Be ridiculous, I'll make it happen.

I wish I had wings, that would be cool. Thanks I think? I wish I was supernatural too, I'd make a good werewolf.

Is he at the Olympics this year? Or did he retire? All hail King Ali!!! I mean there's two others as well, but I think I'm up there for taking the elite Evans title, not gonna lie. Aww thanks. But seriously like what could you even offer me? I'm only giving you cheesecake

[unproduciblesmackdown]

just a like medley smoothie of jared-centered / deh thoughts

haunted by this post i saw the other day just going like “um if you’re too non confrontational stop thinking it’s b/c you’re so nice & kind, actually it’s an Issue & sounds like Someone needs to work on themselves” like first of all i think if the conclusion of your post is just “have you considered your individual responsibility??” re: anything connected to you know, the concept of mental health, yes, i think people have, & just leaving it at that is like okay not sure how that’s even theoretically helpful for the non confrontational masses who might be wondering how to do that (although great to not make up Advice just based on guesses / vibes ig. forever recall some incredible post of yore telling everyone if they had interpersonal issues that Could hurt people they just needed to isolate themselves until they were past all that...) like well i guess it helps the op celebrate their clear-eyed perspective here

anyways of course another part of it is like uh i’m sure it Could apply to Some people but do you think any & everyone who might be like, non confrontational, which is a vague concept there, has that quality b/c they are like “this is really nice of me” lol vs that people are Aware they’re like hindered in some realm here / the idea that the behavior will be received Positively isn’t in a “what a polite young man” expecting way....i.e. like pretty sure it’s more broadly relevant that Other People who are observing someone being nonconfrontational who might go “wow guess they’re just Too Nice” or whatever lol which yeah not a helpful perspective to see Anything abt what’s going on with anyone else merely in terms of whether it is convenient or inconvenient to you & read into (your idea of their) motivations & react to them accordingly, such as that people might end up “nonconfrontational” b/c of other ppl’s negative treatment first and foremost, not b/c they’re primarily chasing being seen as like this extra kind person all the time

clearly the transition to deh there was like, well, just like the interpretation of evan’s anxiety as being you know, not something Unhelpful to him & to his relationships, not something defensive / counterproductive to vulnerability & connection for him, it’s actually just that he’s obviously cinnamon roll too good too pure & thus too nice or kind to not be nobly putting everyone’s feelings before his own, is totally what’s happening here, plus he thinks sex drugs language & violence is all shocking & too much for him or whatever. 

it’s always funny b/c like i swear jared is the character who avoids confrontation / conflict the hardest, given that he does it with everyone, including evan, while evan is more willing to confront(tm) and/or hold his ground with jared than jared is back at him, but this is like, a Secret Fact & instead idk there he goes getting interpreted as someone who’s always pushing evan around b/c jared must be overly confrontational since he doesn’t seem Too Nice/Kind or anything

i mean of course it’s like F for not only flattening the characters to be paper thin but also inaccurately so lol like ah jared seems Rude to me on the surface vs evan seeming Nervous so time to just make those their One defining trait & go wild extrapolating their internality from that, evan must be too damn soft to be so anxious, jared must be callous to malicious to be so mean; vs that like, when they’re being more spontaneous / earnest, evan can be a fun rude little guy & jared can be hesitant / [fear]......like what’s next, alana Just either living for homework & overachieving b/c she’s a nerd who is fueled by it &/or a killjoy goody two shoes & all in all like, incapable of reflection / questioning anything & there’s only [self-righteousness] in there like....yeah that is probably next

like you know interpret anything however but it’s always wild with fan stuff like, so this is character appreciation motivated And working with the theme-relevant concept of like, what if these similar characters could Connect, how could that happen for them.......bit limiting & disappointing when it’s like “why are not only the characters really flat & imo inaccurate but also those ways in which they could all have a better time are not only Still imo inaccurate by extension of the weird characterization but also like, really flat and ‘here’s the one thing everyone Should Do to fix this other person, and not only that, but they absolutely just Can and Do all consistently do that thing so we can speedrun the end to problems-having’” like yeah it’d be a whole Story / more involved & ongoing thing to explore more involved & ongoing ways that people connecting / realizing helpful things about themselves & each other could go down, but it’s then one thing to go “ok a premise of this story is that they’re all already friends” and another to like, bother to go “and then evan just needs someone to go ‘there there’ as he curls into an armadillo ball & shivers for half an hour at least once a day, that’s litchrelly it” type of stuff like. are these the conclusions here lmao

naturally what with like the huge focus on connor / him Living in many explorations out here it’s like. good for him but my god lmfao sure can be pertinent to “why are we treating jared’s character like this even if “””””sympathetic””””” towards him” when they’re so often juxtaposed and like. we barely know who connor is so a shit ton of room for interpretation but i hardly think he’s things like the “i need to keep my friend stoned 24/7 otherwise he kills people” or that he’s Just Misunderstood(tm) & sure he’s this mysterious grumpy loner but Actually that’s b/c he’s the Visionary out here who’s keeping it real & doesn’t give a fuck in a righteous way that’s so perfectly helpful to say, evan, wherein he can be like “oh it was a misunderstanding & you’ve been nice to me for two days? i’ll keep jared from shoving you over & taking your lunch money forever” where suddenly connor’s whole like. outward aggression defense mechanism is now like “well if he had a weed & evan’s there to calm him down he can just be Firm & Insistent & Truth Telling actually, & jared will either fuck off forever b/c he Doesn’t Deserve Evan or else will go ‘damn connor’s right i guess :/ sowwy’” like. this is useless lmao

& i mean i’m mostly [shruggg] towards connor’s character in general personally but it sure seems like, as with All the teens here, it’s a shame to go like oh yeah you gotta tamp down his Issues / make them something else & then also determine that One nice friendship or soulmate romance with a nice boy who he can channel all his angry energy into Protecting in a beautiful soft/edgy(tm) dynamic? well that’s what can fix him.......like oh you gotta go ahead and Tone Connor Down to explore what-ifs about him not dying, & he has to have found his high school soulmate also. like yeah sure it’s a way more daunting task that ppl might not exactly feel they can explore like “how could canon connor start having a better time & more of a handle on things” but that’s....allegedly what everyone’s exploring anyways lol, so. anyways to bring it back to jared specifically & how it’s like “time to juxtapose him with connor” it’s also Something if/when jared’s the one who’s now like seen as Blatantly Out Of Line all the time whereas connor, by contrast, is like oh actually i’m minding my own business at least & not lashing out ever especially in loud / violent ways as canon demonstrates has Been a pattern, i’m chill now & stoned so i won’t kill, & that’s upping everyone’s (evan’s) standards so any & everyone can be like “damn jared, constantly being an asshole much” & jared can be like =( how do i get your approval............which is also funny re: any characters who just sagely point out jared as being Too Mean when like. do you think any of these people are even all gonna just Say That even if they think it. are characters now just gonna go around declaring to each other what their problem is, as they so totally do in canon. and do we think that having some hypothetical Problem declared to them by some peer is gonna make anyone go “oh they’re just so right, i guess.” like if we have a notion that jared going “stop throwing printers” wouldn’t be that constructive for connor, don’t think connor being like “you are coming across rudely” (actually that would be more measured & potentially helpful lol) “stop being an asshole to me on purpose obv” (which is not necessarily obv, from jared’s theoretical perspective) may not be likewise constructive re: jared never coming across as rude/hostile again. to take it back to the top like connor is more prone to Creating confrontations due to wrongly interpreting other’s perspectives/motivations, & to react to it super defensively & with like, the threat of / displays of physical violence, vs that jared as i argue & am right about is the most avoidant of confrontation in the first place, even with evan who definitely isn’t throwing shit at him with that broken arm, and jared Specifically remembers things like connor throwing printers as reasons evan should be worried about what connor might get up to. and even if jared wasn’t worried abt the tendency towards violent outbursts from a specific guy, i don’t think that jared being booed & pelted with tomatoes enough is really what he’d need to realize he has to be “nicer” either

like first of all it’s not established that jared Doesn’t expect shit he says to be taken as Just Jokes at least sometimes, as he claims to connor, like, handier for diluting them to “evan’s bully / evil bf” to “evan’s champion / soulmate” if jared’s just lying & Was after connor’s lunch money &/or to crush his soul but like. again that’s just one interpretation, & a convenient one, & how far is jared getting menacing everyone when he starts trying to pull back / recover the exchange simply b/c connor is going :l about it, and only gets more like “uh....fuck you” to bail on the exchange entirely rather than idk that apparently being his goal From The Start, so kind of implies he didn’t expect to get just this strong negative reaction in the first place....second of all, looking at this same [one canon interaction observed between jared & connor] i’m like why’s there this like fanon thing also where it’s not quite “connor either pwns jared away forever or at least does it so hard he Repents & Reforms to become worthy enough" but the bit of like, oh see the Main Problem of jared & connor's dynamic would be that they’d always be arguing / bickering, probably too much in earnest / too insultingly or whatever.....like if they were Both bickering regularly that’d probably be the Conclusion of like “actually we understand each other better / are secure in this dynamic” b/c jared’s gonna want to avoid provoking connor if that’s what Actually keeps happening b/c he comes off as rude & connor’s own issues exacerbate that, & other side of the coin being that connor can only keep blowing up at jared if he both interprets everything jared does w/as much hostility/antagonism read into jared’s intentions as possible & reacts to this by you know, blowing up or at least being threatening when jared knows he can & does do the [throw printer] types of reactions. whereas if jared can needle him on purpose b/c he knows that Won’t happen And connor can know the needling is a version of connecting with him / a friendly gesture actually, then that kind of exchange would be like, well that’s great then, vs like oh we need evan the mediator / peacekeeper to be like “noooo the violence, stop you guys ;m;” or what have you lmao

which you know. part of it can be And Is [jared doesn’t know how he’s coming across / doesn’t know that some element of “i am rude on purpose” might be a bigger deal to someone else than he means/expects], but none of that’s unilateral, nobody knows how they’re coming across exactly b/c a) who can, ever, & in all cases and b) they’re all like seventeen & struggling & the fact that their own survival is taking up so much priority / seems to require these defensive strategies is kind of like, impeding their Flexibility re: dropping some of that defensiveness when they feel they need it as much or more than ever....like as though i’m ever gonna be like “yeah the only thing that’s happening here, or the only thing that Matters about it, is that jared’s misinterpreting how his communication / connection efforts are coming across, and it Does Not Matter whether other people are in turn Misunderstanding jared / failing to communicate with Him on His Terms at all, All that matters is that jared learn how to immediately & superficially & with universal success Come Across As Nice” like hello i’m autistic are you kidding lmfao. sure have jared navigating these specific relationships he has, like that connor as an individual he knows & ever interacts with may be Especially inflexible with joshing, or be made aware of xyz factors he hasn’t learned abt already b/c again they’re all like seventeen & figuring it out re each other & themselves & everyone in general, but are you kidding if like jared just has to be put up on a podium & booed & roasted by everyone he encounters b/c they think he’s Being Too Rude, & this experience is what’s necessary to teach him to act right & finally deserve relationships / be liked by anyone. no lmao....and turn to canon where we Know evan understands what jared’s Really communicating / what his actual motivations are beyond what jared’s theoretically saying, even as jared is getting more outright antagonistic on purpose over act two and evan’s like “eh i know he wants to provoke me into an exchange abt something else but also i’m avoiding everything rn so i’ll ignore that too”....like obviously None of their approaches are like the key to their success lol but it cannot be unilateral, these interactions / dynamics / relationships can’t be unilateral.....at least not if you’re intending for these things to be like theoretically constructive / helpful for everyone involved lol. and jared like has his own tendency to just get more upset & run away lol like he would not stick around and marinate in things like “oh evan should just bravely insult him a few times” or “or connor does that” like it’s not a case of like oh, see, if you just strip jared of his bravado enough times you will chasten him into being nicer. like, that’s his defense strategy lol he’ll be freaked out & flee the situation, he wants positive attention like anyone else, he’s not just like, fueled by [say a meme] or Only saying rude shit “unfiltered” like, yes he could exercise some more discretion based on Having More Information / Knowledge he doesn’t now, but he’s trying to be perceived as funny more than trying to wrest the lunch money away from everyone (or Only b/c he’s covering up a crush / covering up not being straight either lol, see also the “really, is the only way you can conceive to interpret jared’s [discussing that shit can be gay] is ‘ah, homophobia’” post lol) like, cue the point of like Society If Evan Just Earnestly Laughed At Something Jared Said Ever llsdfj or you know, simply see Sincerely, Me, where jared’s just trying to get more attention from evan & is having a great time / being more straightforwardly cooperative once he does

and like another sidenote re: the fleeing is just like. idk funny if the idea re: a theoretical jared & connor dynamic is that any Impasse would be because of some change jared has to make whereas it’s like. probably neither of them would exactly seek each other out but jared is Just Some Asshole to connor whereas connor is Guy I Know Is Especially Volatile & Will Throw A Printer & I Hate Confrontation More Than Any Character We See to jared, like, think jared would bail / refuse to interact w/connor more so than the other way around, while connor’s out there thinking that evan is also Just Some Asshole but willing to put himself out there like hey well sorry about that anyways. and like in all of this, the whole [this character has a tendency to get violently angry] factor is one that’s gonna become most urgent if an issue arises that might make it relevant. not like people Necessarily go “wow zoe’s Mean i guess” b/c she doesn’t wanna deal with connor much at all. i mean, they do, i know they do lol. but.

anyways lot of addressing this juxtaposition here lol but yeah it’s like. “funny” when an idea is like oh jared just needs to have people consistently Reject & possibly punish his Being Mean & then he’ll have to choose to Be Nice. like none of the characters need that approach lol, who does, ever. then there’s the fact jared’s the most nonconfrontational (& apparently that means he thinks he’s being so nice....lol. it also does not mean that, actually, same as it doesn’t mean that for evan) & it’s Something to presume that like oh some harsh truth intervention Confrontation would really be the guidance he needs. & further Something to decide connor is like the mvp of realness around here to allow evan to be Soft & call jared’s rudeness bluff, but when connor does Blunt Honesty Call It Like I See It it’s good actually, or at least deserved. anyhow clearly this is “jared is a Relevant Connection with a peer who knows & loves him that evan could start actively pursuing / discovering along with jared if he chose to do so after realizing the potential there, & this is thematically relevant so Why evan just has to connect with his mom & be abstractly dateable to his ex & we call it a day, i don’t know” Central & “connor is a deh character to me, certainly” lol but like the Concept of jared & connor having a more successful dynamic would certainly be Fraught in a potentially compelling way but that’s b/c they’d Both have the hardest time getting along, between jared’s “tends to say things that come across ruder / harsher than he intends” and connor’s “tends to interpret things ruder / more hostile than intended” clashing & that jared will then bail entirely over confrontation vs connor escalating it, potentially into violent behavior....like they would both have Needed to get more of a handle on their own things / have more options/flexibility they reliably partake in &/or specifically better understand how the other operates to feel they have more control over their interactions, which can be of potential interest/relevance certainly when it’s like “hm how could these characters connect constructively w/each other” exploration time but. instead the notion that evan just Hasn’t told jared He’s Rude b/c evan is himself simply Too Nice (he’s not) or Too Nonconfrontational (maybe, and there’s sure too much of that Between the both of them rn, but jared’s still the More nonconfrontational one) but if connor steps onto the scene he can be tough & reveal The Truth that jared is simply too rude & jared Must go “smh :/ ya got me i guess” & become worthy or die

anyways it all gets away from me as zillion word text posts do but it’s like. boy i love when it feels like solid characterization with any depth is happening and when people get that jared and Anyone in theory, certainly him and evan, can one on one learn to connect more successfully w/each other, and it’s not going to be unilateral / where one person has to admit they were entirely in the wrong or that they may as well take on all the wrongness / mistakes / failures between them to keep it simple. like we don’t need to keep it That simple, which feels like enough of a tl;dr / conclusion here lmao

[tomfreakinghollandneedsaoscar]

Where do I sign up for Eddie and Buck to have their own YouTube channel?

[andrcmdas]

WHERE: Somewhere in wizarding London. WHEN: August 26th, 2029. WHO: Lily Evans. ( @liilyjane ) VERSE: Time Clash. 

“I’m not going to pretend everything’s fine, or that I don’t know what’s wrong, so let’s get straight to it. What do you need or want me to do for you? Except maybe for killing people, as I’m not sure whether or not laws about that have changed in the future.”

[blckbarbree]

You say that like it's a bad thing. I bet you were a very cute child but I can just keep it for myself. I have never been a fan of sharing anyway. That sounded like a line but I know you just mean because they put butter on toast and pancakes are various other high carb items.

Oh god my nightmare is coming true. I should have never told you, me and my big mouth. If I give you this picture I just know that it's gonna be plastered everywhere on the internet. Really? Well, remind me to take you out for breakfast one day so you can have real butter.

[diordrysdale]

after dark ⋆ andy barber (part 3)

dark!neighbor!andy barber x camgirl!reader, ft. devin peters x camgirl!reader

word count ⋆ 2.1k

warnings ⋆ smut! minors dni, cheating (laurie is cheating on andy, andy is implied to be cheating/will cheat) reader sends a video where she’s giving devin head, fingering, degradation, squirting, daddy kink, implied murder oop— ft. devin peters: oral sex (m receiving), slight degradation.

authors note ⋆ I HAD TO SWITCH ANDY FROM SOFT!DARK TO JUST DARK!ANDY YALL IN FOR A RIDE I WAS JUST WRITING THIS AND I WENT DOWN A DARK PATH SO HERE IT IS FINALLY PART 3

+ reminder of who devin peters is, he’s chris evans’ character in the movie don’t look up!

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previous part

shit, shit, shit!

as soon as andy scurried back into his home, he peeled through the curtain of the window near laurie’s favorite sofa— the one she was currently on.

“I need a ride to my yoga class, andy.” she spoke as she typed away on her phone, laughing at the texts she was receiving from a friend.

yoga class, sure.

he watched as you stood in place, dumbfounded before the movie star tugged you back towards the house, practically pawing at your breasts for attention.

you giggled as he kissed and sucked at your neck, shoving him away to play hard to get, took one last glance at mr. barber’s house, and sighed, convincing yourself it was most definitely a coincidence.

andy, on the other hand, was losing his mind.

-

so, you were living next door, what could he do about it? go up to the door and give a polite hello, make small talk and confess how he’s been touching himself to you for the past 4 months?

maybe how he’s dreamt constantly of pounding you into his mattress as you drool on his sheets, neither of you knowing whether you’re begging him to stop or keep ruining your hole.

“…andy! here’s fine!” andy hit the breaks, the wheel’s screech pulling him from his thoughts as laurie opens the door without a simple thank you or goodbye, running up to her friends.

he began to drive off, reaching for his phone, unlocking it and grinning for what he was challenging himself to do.

“hey, SIRI, uh, sex shops near me.”

-

NEXT DAY

tears had dried on your cheeks as you caught your breath, letting your boyfriend tease your lips with the tip of his cock.

“look at you, all hungry for this dick.” he hummed, his free hand holding up your phone, filming your every move.

you said you’d airdrop it to him later, but you had other plans for this home video.

“fuckin’ slut..” you shut your eyes to avoid rolling them, the degradation just didn’t come naturally with him, oh, but with mr. barber.

if your neighbor was indeed your favorite subscriber, he was in for a treat.

“why’s a mr. barber texting you on your site?I thought you didn’t entertain those freaks on your live chat?” devin pulled you from your thoughts when a notification pinged on the top of your screen.

wrapping your lips around his veiny cock, you sucked harshly, distracting him from the text message as he gasped out, hand forcing your head down as he began to fuck your throat in a sloppy manner.

the wet gagging noises sent him over the edge, overflowing your mouth with his sticky load— wasn’t the best taste. although, it still made your mind stray to how mr. barber—

“let me see it.” he groaned, cupping your cheek with a softness you hated.

you couldn’t make up your mind about this guy, no matter how many millions of dollars laid on his dollars

sure, he was an admired actor, celebrity crush to many, and you had him at your beck and call.

but you were insatiable.

you had daydreamed of becoming his girl, riding him in his luxurious cars, and being the pretty little thing on his arm at movie premieres, red carpets, you name it.

but hollywood was ruthless to girl with a job like yours.

maybe starring on the big screen and having paparazzi shadow you wasn’t your thing, but being loved after dark was, and you were okay with that.

opening your mouth, you revealed his load before you swallowed it, glancing up at him for some sort of praise but he just exhaled, sinking into the sofa as he put his softening penis away.

you snatched your forgotten phone from the couch and saved the video before reading the text message, feeling your heart drop to your stomach.

barber543

hello neighbor.

-

andy hid the newly purchased box of sex toy items under the bed, his chest swelled with pride when he imagined how ruined he’d leave you by the end of the night, have you begging for him to stay, to touch your sweet pussy again, and again, til you couldn’t bare another orgasm.

official-kitten

there’s no way it’s you

he chuckled, he could just picture your cute expression of brows furrowed together, biting at your inner cheek.

barber543

come over and find out.

andy was always the type to take charge of a situation, but he was positive you’d be his tonight. and every night after that.

-

swallowing hard at mr. barber’s recent message, you slid your back down against the bathroom wall, thumbs dancing across the screen.

official-kitten

I’m busy daddy

🎥 0:45

your heart pounded in your ears as you linked the video devin filmed of you, and sent it— it was a russian roulette, you had absolutely no clue what he’d say—

barber543

not even a minute?

did he return the favor? or are you just a cocksleeve.

bet he didn’t even touch you

his punctuation made you giggle, but your hand began to slither down beneath your panties, ghosting over your clit.

official-kitten

he didn’t even make me wet :(

barber543

I’m not surprised.

I’m guessing you’re all needy. and pathetic.

official-kitten

don’t be mean :(

your middle finger and ring finger began to rapid circle on your clit, the sight of your hand moving beneath your underwear made your heart race.

barber543

you don’t know half of it, princess.

come over, or I’ll fuck you stupid in front of your friend.

removing your fingers before you came, you breathed heavily, smiling at the texts as you stood up with a rush, exiting the bathroom as you called out for devin who had made himself busy in the kitchen.

“what’s up, babe?” he chewed on a simple ham sandwich, scrolling through his twitter feed, mostly raising his ego with all the complements and praise thrown his way.

“you need to leave, now.” you shoved his beanie into his chest as he frowned, scoffing.

“i need to do my skin-care routine, do my mani-pedi, you know,” you rambled nervously, but he came to be truly understanding, kissing your forehead.

“fine, fine! send me the video, dollface.” he walked out the door, inhaling the fresh boston air, looking around the calm neighborhood til he made eye contact with the man they’d encountered earlier.

andy waved at the celebrity with full intent of fucking you into his mattress, the bedroom floor, the kitchen counter, and laurie’s pitiful garden in the front yard.

“hey, y/n,” devin called over his shoulder, still narrowing his eyes at the floofy haired man, as you waltzed over to him, glancing up at him, “don’t go on stream tonight. got a feeling there’s gonna be some creeps on the live.”

“sure thing, devy,” you stepped on your tippy toes to lay a kiss on the corner of his mouth, “I’ve got other plans.”

-

you applied your gloss, extremely giddy to finally meet the man who had been paying for quite literally everything you could dream of.

you wondered what he did for a living, how he stumbled upon your live stream and if he thought about you daily.

what if he was a psychopath? you had lost count of how many people you had blocked due to their obsession with you, driving you to the point to being constantly paranoid, always glancing over your shoulder and double checking your door at night.

fuck it.

shutting your door on your way out, you fiddled with your fingers, cracking your knuckles which had been a nervous habit of yours.

til someone pulled up to the driveway.

it was a woman, brunette, with a disconsolate look on her face.

of course, he had a wife. why weren’t you surprised? most of the good ones were taken.

“oh! hello..” the woman wiped her drippy nose on her wrist, hugging herself as she stood in front of you, waiting for you to present yourself.

“i’m [y/n], lila’s friend. I’m house-sitting and i just- I can’t seem to, uh…“

“get the washing machine to start? cindy always has that problem, but luckily, my husband andy helps her out. it happens at least every week.” your jaw clenched at the information, feeling yourself turn green with envy, but your heart stopped when the man of the hour stepped out to the driveway, locking eyes with you.

“honey, lila’s friend here needs help with the washer, go.” she sniffled, causing andy to cup her cheek and angle her face up, allowing him to see her bloodshot eyes.

“what happened? where’s jacob, is he okay?” laurie nodded her head, clearing his anxiety a bit til he caught her left hand— ring finger, completely bare.

“we need to talk.” laurie muttered as andy wrinkled his nose at the scent of another man’s cologne on her.

“I’ll just-“

“no!” you and laurie whipped your heads at him, making him breath out a laugh as he reached for your hand— time froze, not just for you.

“I’ll help you first, I just need to get some tools. give her something to drink, laurie.” before you knew it, you began following him and his wife into his home, wondering what scheme he had planned.

he gently closed the door behind you, not missing the chance to place his hand on your lower back, leading you into the kitchen, pouring you a glass of deep red wine, ignoring how his wife had excused herself to the upstairs bathroom.

alas, the two of you were alone.

slowly with a hint of intimidating, he began to corner you against the counter as you look down at your feet with natural submission, making him chuckle and hold your chin between his pointer and thumb.

“wait for me upstairs, second room on the right.” you glanced up at him with a parted jaw, “I want you playing with your pussy, legs spread, only wearing this shirt. go.” his command made you raise an eyebrow.

“you can’t tell me what to do.” your bratty response made him scoff as his hand slipped beneath your pajama shorts, cupping your mound as his middle finger dragged against your clothed slit, making you shiver.

“no? you sure about that?” he smirks at the wet spot on your panties, watching you squirm, in person? fuck, you couldn’t let you go. ever.

“tell daddy what you’re gonna do for him,” he whispers, his pulse accelerating when your trembling hand rose to caress his beard.

“I’m gonna play with my pussy and wait for him. and then, I’m gonna let him do whatever he wants to me,” you whimpered when he pinched at your clit, “let daddy use me and my holes.”

you were a damn menace with your words.

“you’ll be daddy’s cumrag?” he suggested as his hard-on grew against his slacks, compelling him to grind desperately against your stomach.

“yes, please,” you dragged out as looked up at him with lust filled eyes, leaning against him, feeling a bit lightheaded.

“and let me shove my cock in this little pussy when I feel like it?“ pushing aside your panties, his fingers began pistoning past your velvet walls, adoring the immediate debauched look on your face before he kissed your soft lips for the first time.

“anything you want— fuck!”

“beg for your daddy, kitten, beg for daddy to taste your pussy,” the squelching noises, his alluring voice, it was too much.

“fuck! daddy- m’ gonna squirt, ah! pleaseplease-“ he was quick to keep you from falling to your knees, grunting when your legs violently shook, your cunt spurting your juices on his cupped hand.

“my kitten, all mine,” he growled, his pink lips attacking your bare neck, sucking and nipping at your skin as you attempted to even your breath, but you still felt unsatisfied.

you needed to be fucked.

“want your dick, please, please,” you babbled out, your hands moved with a mind of their own, desperately wanting to touch him but he laughed, continuing to rub your slit.

“you’re a little slut, my wife’s in the house! what if she heard you?” he asked with a grin, removing his wet hand and beginning to lead to you out of the kitchen and up the stairs.

“hurts! I need to feel you inside me,” you pawed at his belt, making him sigh in content before he clutches your cheeks in his hand, it smelled of your scent.

“then fucking wait for me upstairs. second room on the left.” he demanded through gritted teeth, watching you scamper what was left of the staircase.

he rushes to the kitchen, grabbing the first knife he could get his hands on and heads back upstairs with an emotionless façade.

he couldn’t have anymore distractions tonight.

his job was to fuck you as many times you begged him to, and claim you as him.

“laurie, I’m ready to talk!” he calls out to his wife for the last time, gripping at what was to become a murder weapon.

well, only if the police found out.

┗━•❃°•°❀°•°❃•━┛

a/n; oh y/n, now he’ll never let you go.

[marlenemeri]

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#5

Tik Tok

Pairing: Henry Cavill × Wife! Reader

Summary: You try the 'Nakey Challenge' on your husband

Warning: None....just fluff

"YES!!!!" exclaimed your husband, who was engrossed in World of Warcraft.

'Thank God, your daughter is spending the night in grandma's house. Otherwise, it would have been tough to put her to sleep again' you reasoned as you finished your post-bath routine in the bathroom, wrapped only in a towel.

Your phone chimed, and it was a message from your best friend Sarah.

'I tried the nakey challenge on Carlo last night, and oh boy, did I have a great time!'

it stated. You couldn't help but snort when you saw this.

This one was your favourite out of all the tik tok challenges since the responses were so real and cute. So, you sneered, 'I'm in a towel, Henry's playing a video game, and your kid isn't at home either.....okay, let's do this.'

You promptly switched on your camera and filmed yourself strolling out to the living room, where Henry sat thoroughly engrossed in his game. You separated the towel from your body and tossed it square on Henry's face. "Ayee what the he-----oooo" he stopped mid-sentence looking at your appearance, sweeping his gaze all over your nude body. "Yo boys! I have to leave" he said over the headphones to his companions, grinning like he'd never smiled before.

He tossed his headphones aside and dashed over to you, and all you did was laugh the entire time, turning off the video as soon as he got close enough.

"Does today happen to be my birthday?" picking you up and leading you to the bedroom, he squealed. He placed you in the middle of the bed and hovered over you in seconds. "I thought you didn't want to be bothered while your game?" your hands travelled from his neck to his abs, you tried to appear innocent.

"Well, I'm all in for this kind of disturbance at any time of day!" Henry murmured this as he pressed his lips against yours in a passionate kiss.

As your buddy Sarah put it. 'Boy!, you surely had a lovely night and morning'

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543 notes • Posted 2021-09-27 09:33:02 GMT

#4

Jealous!

Pairing: Chris Evans × Actress/Wife!reader

ft Zayn Malik, Ryan Reynolds and Blake Lively

Summary: your jealous...lets leave it there

Warning: angst, jealousy, fluff, surprise end!

You were used to watching girls flirt with your husband, why won't they....he was the dream hunk of many. You consider yourself really lucky to be married to him. It was normal for you guys, getting flirted on because you both never paid attention to them. Knowing that at the end of the day he is there for you and you are there for him always.

But tonight was different, you were at your close friend's anniversary party. Everything was perfect, Chris being with you the whole time you were chatting with everyone, him whispering how pretty you looked tonight a bunch of times. But things took a 360° turn the moment Chris's ex girlfriend Jenny Slate stepped in the room.

You knew Chris and her were good friends even after their breakup. You've bumped into her a few times at celebrity events, both of you always greeting each other with big smiles, but today all you saw was RED.

There they were giggling and laughing at jokes both made, taking all your attention to them. You didn't pay attention to a word Zayn was saying.

"Y/n!, y/n" Zayn calling you brought you out of your trance

"huh?" you asked

"What caught your attention huh?" Zayn chuckled as his head turned to the direction you were staring

"Oo, Opps Ex incoming" Zayn gritted his teeth

"Shut up, It's probably nothing right?" you assured

"Of course it's nothing babe, the guy is head over heels for you" Zayn stated

You kept looking at their direction

"You can go there you know, I'm sure he wouldn't mind" Zayn took a sip of his drink

You huffed and made your way towards them slowly

"Hey!" you lowly greeted as Chris smiled at your arrival

"Hii Y/n, your husband here is making some awesome jokes...I'm dying, he sure wasn't this fun when we were going out" Jenny said wiping the tears that formed in her eyes trying to save her eye makeup for getting ruined.

You hummed in response showing her a fake smile

"Umm babe, I'm getting tired. Can we go home?" You ask Chris who took a last sip of the beer, emptying the bottle

"Oh, can we stay for a bit? I have a lot to talk to Jen, she just got here" Chris said looking at Jenny

'Just got here? You've been talking to her for the past half and hour!' you said to yourself

"But, I'm really tired!" You awkwardly said

"Just some time babe, see there's Reynolds and Blake. Why don't you go talk to them" Chris said pointing at Ryan and Blake

He is trying to push you away, his gesture broke your heart and tears were finding their place in your eyes

You cleared your throat and left them alone without giving Chris a single glance

You rushed to Ryan and Blake's direction and snatched Blake's apple juice from her and gulped it all in at once pretending it to be alcohol

"Woah, tiger you okay?" Ryan joked

"Hey, what's going on" Blake hugged you by the side

"He has lots to talk with her, maybe they will talk the whole night, maybe he will start loving her again, maybe he will divorce his wife and marry her again" You blabbered in a mocking way, jealousy oozing out with every word

"Wow" was all Ryan said and the there was a 10 seconds silence while the three of you looked at them giggling

"Come on, none of that is going to happen, all of us know that" Blake stated tightly hugging you from the side

"I don't know he has never acted like this before" You whispered

"Hey Y/n, chill! He loves you a lot we can see through his eyes, they tell everything. You are one of the queens of hollywood honey, no one falls out of love, they only fall deeply in love with you'll" Ryan exclaimed kissing your forehead and Blake's knuckles

"Awww, I love you guys" You hugged them both

While breaking the hug, your eyes fell on the 'amazing couple' ughh sense the tone 🙄

Chris was smiling lovingly at her as she caressed his bicep and shoulders. Okay you've have had enough, you stomped out of the hall while Blake and Ryan called your name twice gaining Chris's attention to you

He saw you walk out through the big door quickly

He excused himself from Jenny and made his way to behind you through Ryan

"Go...go after her quick dorito" Chris heard Ryan say

He got out of the hall to find you standing by the balcony looking at the full moon

"Baby? Whats wrong? Are you okay?" You heard him ask behind you

You quickly wiped off the single tear that made its way to your cheek

"Hey?" Chris came to your side holding your shoulders, turning you to him

"Do you still love her? because if you do just tell me, I'll step away....you can have the life you always wanted with her. Just tell me" You couldn't hold back, tears streamed down your eyes

"Hey..hey..hey Y/n, Jeez baby. What are you talking about?" Chris wiped your tears with his thumb

"From the time she has entered all you did was talk to her! You pushed me away. Am I not enough?" You hated for being this weak but couldn't help you loved this man with all your heart

"Y/n!" Chris sternly said making you stop from shedding anymore tears

"Listen to me carefully, not a single word until I finish" Chris's expression changed in a millisecond

He held your face with his warm hands and looked deep into your eyes

"You are everything that I've wanted in life Y/n. You mean the world to me. I love you so...so much baby. Don't ever get all these thoughts in your mind again" Chris confessed and kissed you deeply on the lips

That passionate kiss held every love and and emotion Chris had for you

"And all the talking I did with her was all about the life I have and the much more I want with you Y/n. I pushed you away because I was scared that you might not want the same" Chris stated holding your hands in his, looking into your eyes that are big like saucers from the realization

"Chris of course I want the life you are talking about, oh god I'm so sorry I doubted you. I'm extremely sorry" You gasped and apologized

"Hey it's okay..shush" Chris kissed your forehead

"So, umm you too think it's time for us to have kids?" Chris caressed you hair

"Um actually I have something to tell you" You cleared your throat and Chris frowned

"I'm pregnant" You confessed

Chris's frown now changed to surprise/shock

"Wha-- what?" He asked

"Yess!" you nodded

Tears welled up in his eyes

"I'm goi--I'm going to be a father?" Chris's voice quavered

"Yes.....yes honey. Your going to be a father" You held his face in your soft hands

Chris pulled you in a tight hug squealing happily.

That night he took you home and made sure you knew how much he loved you and how excited he was for the sweet little addition to your family.

I'm crying 🥺

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551 notes • Posted 2021-08-27 18:16:14 GMT

#3

Try Me!

Part 1 part 2

Pairing: Henry Cavill × wife/actress!reader

Summary: You are supposed to interview for a new movie but you get easily distracted by a certain someone.

Warning: none, fluff ig, pregnant reader

"Hey" you hugged Graham backstage, the show was about to air in 45 minutes and well you reached way too early

"I didn't expect you to be early!" Graham exclaimed pulling back from the hug

"Oh I'm sorry, Got done with a doctor's appointment early. Don't worry you go do your thing, I'll wait here for Henry." You got comfortable on the couch

"Are you sure?" you nodded in response "Okay then, call me if you need anything ma'am" Graham chuckled

"Yes kind sir" you replied grinning

30 mins passed with you calling your mom and henry's mom giving them updates about the appointment

There was a knock on the green room door

"Yess!" you asked

Henry peeped in to see if it was you

"Ahh finally!" you exclaimed looking at your beloved husband's face

"I'm sorry, the traffic was crazy" Henry huffed and entered the room

That's when your eyes fell on his outfit, a suit with black shirt and pants and a navy blue jacket.

Damn he looked fine as hell, making your pregnancy hormones go absolutely crazy. You clenched your thighs tightly together

You heard someone clear their throat and that got you out of eye rapping your husband

Your cheeks flushed as you realized Henry caught all your actions

"You okay sweetheart?" Henry smirked

"Uh huh" you cleared your throat, got up from your seat and walked up to him.

"It's just that, you look handsome" you placed your hands on his chest, biting your lower lip

You heard Henry groan and he pulled you to him by your waist

"So....?" you suggested looking him in the eye

"As much as I want this, I'll have to say NO. We have a show in like 10 minutes love" Henry denied, he just admired how beautiful you looked in the dress with the baby bump.

"Please!!" you whined giving him the best pout you could

"Don't pout baby, I'm all yours once we get home." Henry grinned

"There is still time Hen! We will finish quick...please please please" you whined

"Y/n!" Henry warned you, before you could reply there was a knock on the door, "Mr and Mrs Cavill, we are ready for you" someone yelled from the other side of the door.

With a "hmpf" you left the room, you could swear you heard Henry groan before leaving.

.

The interview went great, Graham asked about the movie and talked to you about the pregnancy and the baby.

You made sure to keep your hand on Henry's thigh every chance you got and smirk everytime

During a commercial break Henry leaned to you and whispered "Stop, whatever your doing or you will have consequences" in your ear and managed to bite on your earlobe lightly without anyone noticing

"Try me" you whispered back slightly sliding your hand up his thigh a little close to his crotch

Henry suppressed a groan whilst biting his lower lip and shot you a look which only meant one thing

'It's going to be a very long night' !

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595 notes • Posted 2021-08-19 17:39:06 GMT

#2

Safe Word

Pairing: Chris Evans × Girlfriend!reader

Summary: Chris goes way too extreme and you have no other choice but to use the safe word.

Warning: 18+, rough sex, safe word, leads to fluff.

"Ahh, god" Chris moaned as he plunged into you hard and fast, his face in your neck kissing the hickeys he made just a while ago

You were flushed, you've already had 3 orgasms back to back, Chris had a very rough day at work and apparently his frustration was getting out on you

"Ch--chris" proper words couldn't form in your mouth, coming out in gasps making Chris think that your moaning

"You like that baby huh, your so beautiful. Taking me so well" Chris started kissing down from your collar bone to your nipple. He sucked and bit your hard nipple a little harshly and you had your edge

"Bl---Blue! Blue!" You gasped as you came for the 4th time

As soon as you said the word, Chris stopped his thrusts looking up at you through his lashes popping your nipple out of his mouth.

Tears streamed down your eyes due to the slight but intense pain in your abdomen

"Baby?" Chris came up to you and held your face in his hands

"I'm sorry, I couldn't...god" You whispered as Chris gently pulled you to his lap

"Hey hey Y/n, I'm the one who should apologize. I went too far didn't I?. I'm so sorry love I shouldn't have taken my frustration out on you" Chris started kissing your cheeks

"I don't want you to think I'm weak! I can take it...it's jus--" You were embarrassed

"Baby, there is nothing to be embarrassed about. I know how strong women you are okay and I love you no matter what" Chris caressed your face

"Do you wanna cuddle? hmm" Chris asked getting all of your sweaty hair out of your face

"But...but you aren't--" You looked at his yet erect cock

"Don't worry about me, I'll be fine" Chris laid you on the bed and draped a blanket over your body

"Go to sleep baby, I'll be back" You heard Chris say as he got out of the bed

.

.

15 mins later Chris came back after taking a cold shower to calm his umm you know

He saw your fragile body sleeping peacefully on the bed, he felt extremely guilty to be going on you like that, he set an early alarm on the his phone to be waking up and preparing a breakfast in bed for you.

He set his phone on the nightstand and got under the blankets cuddling you tightly

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681 notes • Posted 2021-08-28 08:13:21 GMT

#1

Mother To My Children.

Pairing: Chris Evans × Wife!reader

Summary: You didn't know that funny comments between your husband and Lizzo would affect you this way.

Warnings: fluff, feeling sad a bit and eventually fluff again. Lisa being lovely (as she is)

It all started when the American singer slid into your husband's dm with a drunk text message

"what!" Chris muddled

"huh, what's up?" you enquired while taking your attention off a magazine

"Lizzo sent me some wired emoji's" Chris said tilting his phone for you to see

"oh my god, I think it's a drunk text" you chuckled checking the time it was sent

"i think so too, 'No shame in a drunk DM 😘 god knows I've done worse on this app 🤦‍♂️' " Chris replied and started following her

His reply made you laugh hysterically remembering the time when he accidently leaked his d*ck pic on instagram

"stop laughing that was such an embarrassing time for me"

his comment making you laugh even more if that was possible

"oh you love this don't you baby, I'm gonna show you now" he got up to catch you

you shrieked up running as far and as fast as you can but the luck wasn't on your side today

As soon as Chris got you, he put you on his shoulders and made the way straight up to your shared bedroom

It's now been 2 weeks to the incident and nothing else happened other than Lizzo posting their convo on social media

you were currently on the way to meet up your best friend at a café

"hey babe, oh finally I got you out of the house! Your husband has you all the time, I'm getting jealous now" (y/b/f/n) faked a pout

"shut up! I'm always there for you" you giggled

30 mins of chatting, you needed a quick loo break

once you returned, (y/b/f) tilted her phone to you show you something on twitter "oh my, you saw this" she asked chuckling

It was an E!new post stating that Lizzo commented about being pregnant with Chris's baby and soon will give birth to a baby Cap

you smiled and changed the subject, instead of finding it funny 'which you should've' you could only feel wired about some other woman even joking about having your husband's kid

But you brushed the thought off and concentrated on what you friend was saying.

Later that evening, Chris's mom and siblings were to come to your place for some dinner

you were busy preparing for it when Chris walked in smiling at something on his phone

"what's the smile for?" you asked

"oh it's nothing, by the way Mom called they are 5 mins away" Chris informed and you hummed in response

Everybody loved the dinner you cooked and practically ate their hearts out

"So Chris, what's all this with Lizzo?" Scott brought up the topic

Chris who was sitting next to you snorted and replied "haha, just some stupid joke"

"You replied to her pregnancy joke?" Shanna asked zooming into something on the phone

'Hi! Just heard about our little bundle of joy, 😂. My mother will be so happy lol. (Just promise me no gender reveal parties lol).' Shanna read his reply out loud

"Ohh, she is amazing. I just love her" Chris commented laughing with his classic left boob grab

His reply hit you hard and you were on the verge of tears spilling out of your eyes

Everybody laughed at the joke except Lisa, who was staring at you.

You smiled at her and excused yourself to go to the bathroom

you went straight up to your bedroom and just sat there staring at wall with various mixed feelings

you heard a knock on the door and wiped off the single tear that had fallen

"ye-yes" your voice cracked SHIT.

Lisa opened the door

"Lisa, I was about to come down", you got up but were forcefully pushed back to sit by her

"SIT." she ordered

"look i know you are saddened by this joke, and don't you dare deny it honey" she looked straight into your eyes

"I don't know why, I mean it's just a joke but.." you started

"Hey y/n, it's okay to feel this way. He is your husband and him talking hell even joking about having a child with someone else is upsetting. And he should be smacked for doing this" Lisa said gesturing a slap with her hand

You chuckled at her gesture

"Talk to him, tell that stupid ass how you feel" she held your face up with your chin and you nodded in response

The door creaked open once again, "Hey, what's going on?" Chris entered

"nothing we were just bitching about you" Lisa said getting up and leaving the room

Chris sat down next to you

"hey you okay?" he asked

You sighed deeply and began

"Look I know, this is a joke and I might be stupid to even feel this way but.."

"I heard your conversation with Ma,..... I didn't mean to eavesdrop but i was coming to check up on you guys and the door was open and I accidently heard it" Chris interrupted you

You were about to say something when

"No, let me finish. I am so sorry baby, I didn't realize or even think in your point of view as to how you will feel. I-I feel so guilty, I'm your husband I should be making you happy but here I am....ugh"

You pulled his face towards yours and kissed him passionately.

"I love you" you whispered breaking the kiss

"I am sorry" he whispered leaning his forehead to yours

"You mean so much to me, you and only you can and will be the mother to my children okay, remember that" Chris stated kissing you on the back of your hand

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727 notes • Posted 2021-08-13 10:48:52 GMT

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I'm not sure, but so long as they can make it work for pictures and one or two tik toks, I think we'll be okay!

Then it sounds like you have your costume.

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Thats adorable. How on earth are they going to do the mystery van? that are gonna have to be so synchronised.

True that. McConghey in a cape would be so cute.

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Summary: Husband!Jonah and your kids surprise you on Mother’s Day

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Summary: A fluffy scenario I imagined about you and Jonah painting each other’s nails.

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Why did he have to live so close by? Leo wasn’t strong enough to stay away, at least not in his intoxicated state. He hated this town. It had brought back all the memories he’d forgotten or repressed, and now he was forced to deal with the remorse he’d hidden away the last two years. Evan had reached into him and ripped open the wound he first inflicted, so what did Leo do? He drank. He wasn’t a drinker, but this called for a drink. He wasn’t wasted, but he definitely wasn’t sober either. So there he was, right outside the door he had stood in front only a few days earlier, shocked to see the blonde answer the door. He wouldn’t be shocked this time. His hand traced the outline of the door before he knocked. He felt empty, and even if it was Evan’s fault, he knew that the man was the only thing that could help mend that feeling. “Please be in there..” he whispered once. “Evan?” he then asked in a louder voice.