#Chris evans x reader proposal

[deans-angel67]

Bruises and Surprises

Summary: When Eddie is acting off and then comes home late Evan and Y/N start to worry. But when they find out why he's been acting off, it causes some problems.

Pairing: Eddie Diaz x fem!reader x Evan Buckley

Wordcount: 2.5k

Warnings: angst, fluff, swearing possibly, mentions of violence and injuries

A/N: This was inspired by @megalony Late Night Fights. I hope you guys enjoy this, thank you for the support.

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The four of them sat at Eddie's kitchen table that morning. Both Evan and Y/N had the day off, Chris was going over to a friends house for a sleepover today. And Eddie decided to pick up an extra shift at the fire house.

"You know you didn't have to take that shift Eddie." Y/N says as he pours coffee into a turmos mug. It was rare that the three of them had a day off at the same time. So naturally she was a little disappointed when Eddie said he chose to do an extra 12 hours.

"I didn't realize you were off today, I'm sorry mi amour." He says dropping a kiss on the top of her head.

"You got all your stuff ready Chris?" Chris nods at Eddie's question and then gets up to go grab his things.

"You know there's no harm in taking a day off right. I mean you've been working a lot lately." Evan pitches in concern evident in his voice. As he puts his mug down on the table.

"You should be taking better care of yourself Eds." She said putting a hand on her stomach, masking a slight discomfort that made it's appearance.

"You two are blowing this way out of proportion." Eddie had been acting off lately. He was shorter tempered and he had been picking up a lot of extra hours. He was tired and overall frustrated often. They were both a little worried. Y/N hadn't seen him act this way for a long time. She was getting really worried.

The last time Eddie had acted this way she ended up getting a call say that he needed to be bailed out of jail. But she hadn't seen any bruises or marks on him, maybe she was over reacting.

"Why don't you call in sick?" Evan proposed, only to receive a scoff from Eddie.

"I said I'd be there, Buck. Come on, Chris!" Eddie gave them both a quick kiss before his son finally entered the room. Y/N and Evan said goodbye to Chris and just like that the house became quiet.

"He's acting strange right?" She asked Buck, her hands wrapped around the mug as she stared at the dark liquid before glancing at him.

"Yeah, he is." Evan confirmed.

~~~

Y/N stood in the kitchen cutting vegetables for supper. Two hands made their way to her waist and then her front. Buck leaned his chin on her shoulder as she hummed along to the song playing.

"Why don't you go sit?"

"Babe, I'm fine." She told him pausing to look up at him, kissing him on the cheeks.

"You were sick all morning." He presses. She put the knife down and turned in his arms so she was facing him. Her hands came up to cup his jaw.

"I promis, I feel fine. Good even." She spoke softly giving him her full attention. He let out a sigh searching for something unusual in her features only to find nothing.

"You promis? And if you start to feel even a little off you'll go sit?"

"Yes baby, I promise." She gave him a sweet smile and a kiss on the cheek.

"Well, then let me help. What can I do?" Evan asked going over to the sink to wash his hands.

"You can take over cutting while I get started on the sauce." She took a pot out and placed it beside the one with water. They didn't get to cook together often. It was often Buck or Y/N never Eddie. They were scared they wouldn't have a kitchen by the end of it, or taste buds.

By the time everything was ready it was 8pm. Late compared to 'normal' hours but their schedule was so weird that they got used to eating at odd hours.

"Shouldn't Eddie be home by now?" Y/N asked looking up at Evan with worry.

"His call must have run late. It happens all the time." He reassured her wrapping a hand around her waist and hugging her, his head going down to her neck.

"We should wait for him."

They ended up eating an hour and a half later. Without Eddie.

It was 11pm when Y/N wanted to go to bed but was to busy paissing their living room.

"This can't just be a call Evan."

"Sweetheart-"

"Theres no way he has been on a call for over 3 hours!" He was also getting worried, he just didn't want to show it. It wasn't impossible, but another unit would have gotten there and they would have been able to go back to the station, and back home.

"Baby stop, please." He gently grabbed her arms stopping her movements.

"How about you go to bed-" she shook her head and open her mouth to protest but Evan stopped her.

"How about you go to bed and try to sleep, and I'll go down to the station and see what's going on." She let out a sigh, hesitating.

"Your exhausted and you have work in the morning, Sweetheart. I wasn't really asking." Evan made himself more clear. Her hands went to his biceps and his to her waist.

"Fine."

~~~

It was dark in the house when he came home. Using his hands to make sure he didn't run into anything.  When he reached the kitchen he turned the light over the sink on. He grabbed the first aid kit from the top of the fridge groaning from the pain it caused.

He took his shirt off letting it fall to the ground, he looked down spotting the dark bruises painting the various parts of his body. He took out some rubbing alcohol and cream setting them on the counter.

"Eddie?"

He turned around to find Y/N standing in the doorway of the kitchen. She was just about to fall asleep when she heard the front door.

"Baby where have you been? Why didn't you answer your phone?" She rushed forward only for her to stop a few feet away from him. A small gasp left her when she actually took the time to look at him.

"A call ran late, I'm sorry." He explained. She approached him gently running her fingure tips over a bruise on his stomach to which he winced.

"Eddie..." His name was spoken so softly he barely caught it.

"It was a rough one. It looks worse than it is, mi amour." He said, he put a hand on her arm trying to comfort her. But then she caught sight of his bloody and bruised knuckles. She took in a sharp breath standing up straighter. It all clicked in her head.

"You've been fighting again, haven't you?" She looked at him disappointment flooding her eyes.

"What? No, of course not." The slight hesitant in his voice told her otherwise.

"Edmundo, do not lie to me." She said angerly, tears welling up in her eyes despite her attempts to stop them. He took a deep breath closing his eyes and tilting his head slightly up.

He wasn't planning to do it again but a few weeks back an old buddy from back when he did illegal fighting contacted him. Said then needed someone because some guy left last minute. It was supposed to be a one time thing. But one turned to two, and two to three until it got out of hand.

"Baby-"

"Why!? Why would you possibly do that again?!" She was livid, rightfully so. She took a step back until she hit the kitchen island.

"It's complicated." He said looking back at her. Letting out a sigh, he didn't want to explain.

"Complicated? How could it be Complicated? This was in the past, we left it there, with the lawsuit, and the heartache and- and jail. We talked about this." 

"It's not the same. I'm careful I know what I'm doing." He tries to explain, but it wasn't good enough.

"You also knew what you where doing when you broke that guys nose!" She yelled, not hearing the front door over their arguing.

"That's not fair."

"Look at yourself!" He swallowed hard. He was littered with cuts and bruises. He knew he shouldn't come home looking like this.

"Eddie?" Evan stood at the other end of the kitchen, his voice caused them both to look over at him.

Y/N kept a concern look on her face but a weight on her shoulders was lifted knowing that Buck was home and okay, it was one less thing to worry about. Eddie seemed surprised, he though Evan was sleeping.

"Thank God, your okay. I've been looking everywhere for you." Evan drops his keys on the counter and rushed to hug his boyfriend. Y/N letting out a sigh and ran a hand through her hair.

Eddie inhaled sharply as Buck hugged him and winced. He returned the affection and then pulled away a little.

"Buck." It was strained and said through gritted teeth because of the pain. When he finally pulled away he got a good look at Eddie.

"What the hell happened?" He said anger in his tone. When no one answered he turned to his girlfriend for help.

"You don't talk about fight club right?" She said sarcasticly causing Eddie to roll his eyes.

"What?" Bucks face filled with confusing looking between the two.

"He's fighting again." She explained moving to the other side of the island to create space between her and the boys.

"What!? Why?" He turns to Eddie brows furrowed, he wasn't there when he did the fights in the past. Y/N was. He had heard of some of them from her, like the one where he broke a guy's nose so bad he choked on a piece of cartilage.

"Can we please not have this conversation again." Eddie felt like they were going around in circles, and it didn't help when his girlfriend just pick up the conversation where they left off when Evan arrived.

"They know what there doing as much as you do. How do you know how it's going to end? Next time it could be you, and they won't stay to help you, they'll leave you there." She didn't want to fight with her boys tonight, not with all the stress that she was under. Today was supposed to be a good day, and it only seemed to take a turn for the worst.

"Y/N-"

"She's right, I thought you were donne with it Eddie." Evan cuts in, concern and confusion evident on his face and in his voice.

"Apparently not." She muttered her hand rubbing her temple

"Do you know how much you scared us tonight?" Evan tried to make him understand. Y/N started to feel a slight discomfort, but she was unsure from what.

"I'm sorry." He really did feel bad, he knew he was extremely late. The missed phone calls and texts were unlike him.

He fished his phone from his pocket and set it on the counter. The screen was shattered and the back metal panel was missing a few pieces falling out of the phone as he sets it down.

"Eddie you can't start doing this again, I wasn't there when you did it before but Y/N told me it got pretty brutal." Evan explained his concern about his past, scared that it might repeat.

"Look it's just a few fights, and they help. I come home and I'm not angry or impatient." Eddie tried to reassure them but it wasn't working. He ran a hand through his hair.

"No, you come home bloody and bruised. Like thats any better." Y/N pitched back in sarcasm lassed in her voice. A hand going to her stomach now understanding where the discomfort came from

"Eddie you can't keep doing this, not after tonight." Evan almost pleaded.

"You don't get it!" He argued back, getting more frustrated by the minute. Y/N winced gripping the counter with her free hand.

"Then explain." Evan continued to try and reason with him but nothing seemed to work.

"I can't!" Eddie shouted, the two boys to engrossed in their argument to see the clear pain their girl was in.

"This isn't healthy, I though you talked about it with your therapist." Buck continued to try and understand.

"Evan-" He was cut off by Y/N.

"Uhh! Will you two stop!" She was hunched over, one hand still on the counter for support the other on her stomach. A pained look on her face.

"Y/N?" Eddie turned to her and took a few steps in her direction.

"Baby, what's wrong?" Evan was extremely concerned. He rounded the island and stood beside her placing a hand on her hip.

"You two are stressing me."

"Mi amour, that can't be stress." Eddie gently rubs circles into her back.

"Since when does stress cause you pain?" Evan asked, she stood back up straight.

"Since I've been pregnant."

They both look at each other, wanting to have confirmation they heard the same thing.

"Pregnant?"

"Baby, are you sure?"

"I was hoping for a little more excitement boys." She remarked.

"Okay, how about we get you to the couch?" Eddie spoke looking at Evan.

Once she was seated on the couch the boys sat on either side of her.

"How long have you known?" She looked over at Buck and took a deep inhale.

"A week." She leaned back until her back hit the couch and looked between the boy. Trying to see both their reactions.

"Why didn't you tell us?"

"I was going to, but you both have such a hectic work schedule that I was trying to find the right time. And then Eddie decided to work today so... This isn't how I wanted to tell you." She looked down at her hands in her lap.

She had spent so much time trying to plan the perfect moment. Tonight was gonna be it over some dinner the three of them. So they could figure out how to tell Chris together. But everything went wrong, it usually did with them. The execution was terrible, but the result was always good. Buck set a hand on her shoulder squeezing slightly to give her a little comfort.

"Where does it hurt?" Eddie asked concern painted on his face.

She looked over at him and set her hand on her lower stomach to show him. He reached over lifting her shirt a little and pressing a hand in different areas. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary.

"I'm sorry baby." He apologized glancing between her and Evan. He hated that he had cause this. The stress and pain. He never wanted this to happen.

"It's just you two are constantly risking your life at work. I don't-"

"Hey, I get. I won't go to the fights anymore, I swear." Eddie stopped her to explain. He understood how much this meant to her to both of them. She gave him a small smile before it turned to a frown when she spotted Evan leaning down to be slightly above her stomach

"Now, you gotta stop giving trouble to your mom little guy." She let out a giggle running her hand in his hair only to lift his face and give him a kiss

"I don't think thats how it works Buck."

[rosedpetal]

A Little Favor

Summary: You finally get comfortable enough to ask Chris Evans, your fiancé, to arrange a meeting between you and your idol, Taylor Swift. 

Pairing: Chris Evans x Reader

Word count: 384

Author's note: this is a repost.

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"Excuse me, what?", Chris stopped moving the razor in his hand, the lower part of his face covered with shaving lotion.

You blushed. You were sitting on the bed while he shaved in the bathroom of your shared apartment suite, a sweet change in your lives when he proposed to you last summer.

"Just forget it, it's stupid anyways", you cringed at how your voice sounded a little bit upset.

Your head was down, and you saw Chris' shadow approaching you under the dim lights. He put his index finger under your chin, gently forcing it upwards. He looked at you with that face you knew all too well, when he tried really hard not to laugh at something you were serious about.

"If you're gonna make fun of me at least do that with your whole face shaved", you provoked him, smiling a little at his half shaved mustache.

"Who am I to make fun of my fiancée's dream of meeting Taylor Swift?" Chris tried to keep his voice straight but he failed, letting out a little laugh.

"Chris!" you crossed your arms over your chest, unamused.

"I'm sorry baby", he managed to say between trying to breath and laughing. "I just thought you would never ask, that's all. I'm sure Ryan and Blake would be happy to help".

When you met Chris three years ago, you were a huge Taylor Swift enthusiast. You made him listen to her songs in the car whenever you guys drove somewhere, when you guys were cooking and drinking wine in the kitchen or in the morning, when you were getting ready for work and sang off-key something of hers.

You even asked him to listen to Midnights with you for the first time when it was released.

"Well, I didn't want you to take me for someone who would use your status to get to meet people", you explained, unashamed. 

Chris chuckled, tracing his fingers on the side of your face. "I'd never think such a thing of someone with a heart like yours, my love". You melted instantly, wanting to pounce on your very hot and very shirtless fiancé.

"Go finish your shaving, now", you demanded in your needy voice, and he knew instantly that it meant you were in for a very fun night.

[malereaderworld]

Chris Evans x male reader

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[mvltisstuff]

Evan Buckley x female reader - tsunami episode - they have been dating for 4 years and Buck has recently proposed, reader and Buck spend a day on the pier with Christopher but they soon get caught up in the tsunami. Reader gets injured badly (hit her head/unconscious/broken bones etc) and Buck struggles to find her and panics. Some hospital scenes with Buck and reader and 118.

angst, injuries(if ur comfortable too write about it), heartbreak, fluff 🫶🫶

waves - e.b

summary: request

evan buckley x reader

a/n: you guys always have such good ideas istg… so funny story i was gonna finish this last night but i was drunk so i couldn’t 😁

every time her eyes were forced open, y/n was faced with a new horror in front of her. the murky grey water full of debris scratching against her skin. the stinging salt water in her eyes and lips. the salt from the sea diving into her scrapes. the feeling that she was drowning and there was nothing she could do to stop it. the ocean has always been scary, but it’s never scarier than when you’re in the center of its wrath. she came up for air, only to take one deep breath before being forced under the surface again. she’s a good swimmer. she knows she can swim, but no one prepares you for a wave from hell in swimming lessons.

y/n and buck had taken christopher out for the day, trying to get buck more involved after his accident. they went to the pier, the arcades, anything that christopher suggested they did.

they were supposed to go to the movies. to see a film, but the only thing they saw now was pure calamity in front of them.

she didn’t think buck could take much more pain and uncertainty in this world. he’s the toughest man, but even the toughest soldiers can fall. y/n’s concern for him had peaked. his life felt empty when he didn’t have y/n or the 118. he loved working more than anything, saving people ended up saving him.

he knew y/n before she even started working at the 118. they had been in the same training program, and y/n was eventually transferred to los angeles. buck was so fond of y/n. he loved her more than anyone, which frightened him but also made him filled with electricity. she was alluring, talented, and the sweetest person he’s ever known. she showed him love when he needed it.

so, the ring was in his apartment, shining in one of the hidden compartments in his closet. he was certainly prepared to whip it out and spend the rest of his days next to y/n, but then, a kid with some bombs took over. the engine was on top of buck before he could take a breath, and all his plans to propose were thrown away. it was now or never, he thought, laying on the stretcher. he’d switched from gut-wrenching wails to a solid “marry me.”

now, y/n looked for buck wherever, but the shore had become one with the whole city. the pier was gone, and she didn’t know if buck and chris were too.

she was being shoved across the water, her body being smacked with incoming debris. her head made contact with a slab of concrete that the wave had taken up. after, she’d made contact with another piece that sliced through the side of her abdomen, leaving a clean gash that was releasing a spill of blood. before she knew it, the the water was cold, but she started to feel warmer by the minute. the water around her started turning red, and her face became paler as she accepted her fate. she wanted buck to be there to save her. she wanted to be able to save herself, but the aggression of the water made it near impossible. she allowed her frail body to wash up on top of a white delivery truck, laying there with her maroon blood smeared on the top of the truck.

she was transformed into survival mode, thinking of anything she would be able to do without killing herself even more. she was able to reach for a piece of sopping fabric, pressing it securely against her belly where the massive slash was. there was nothing to be done for her head as the damage had already been done. she’d be damned if this tsunami killed her, but as long as she knew buck was out there, she was going to fight like hell.

buck felt completely lost. he was settled on top of a fire engine, christopher being cradled in his arms as they faced the disaster together. they were the only two people on bucks mind, y/n and christopher. at least he knew where christopher was, but he was separated from his fiancé the moment the wave flooded the pier.

buck tried to stay positive, he really did. but, seeing all the bodies float past limply brought his spirits down. he knew that he would be okay, but the woman who’s the center of his universe could be dead. buck thought nothing could hurt more than his accident. on the contrary, the thoughts in his head during these moments of his life hurt more than any physical pain he’s experienced.

buck stayed silent, not wanting to scare christopher but the boy had his own questions. “how come y/n is gone?”

“she, um, she got lost in one of the waves, pal,” buck mumbles, trying to contain himself from completely breaking down. “we’ll find her when this is over, alright?” buck wishes he had a more firm answer, but there is nothing in this environment that is stable. no one knows a single thing that could or couldn’t happen.

suddenly, everything turned to nightmare fuel. christopher had fallen, and was swept away by the harsh flow. buck screamed his name, jumping in after him and searching for him anywhere. he swore his heart stopped, watching the exhausted boy fall into the unknown pit of water. everything had become a blur to buck. he didn’t even care about anyone else as long as christopher went home to eddie, and y/n went home with him.

bucks heart fell with eddie’s face as their reunited with each other at the hospital. he was carrying the weight of two missing people, feeling like it was only his fault. he wanted y/n there so bad, he so badly wanted her to hold him and say it’ll all work out in the end. y/n was gone, and buck had no fucking clue because now, she could be anywhere. he loves her more than anything on this planet, and a wave can’t change that.

buck continued to notice the shallow breathing of eddie, the pure horror on his face as he might’ve lost the person he adores most. there’s no pain like losing a child, and buck could never live with himself if he didn’t save christopher. alas, when eddie’s eyes directed to behind bucks cut and dirty body, he saw his son wrapped up in a warming blanket. buck felt like complete shit.

he knew he saved christopher, and he was thrilled beyond words. but where was y/n? he had to know. the sun had already set and if she wasn’t found, she was probably dead. the word rang through bucks brain, repeating itself over and over like a monster under the bed. she’s the best thing that ever happened to him, and he never guessed that it would shoot him in the foot until now.

“buck!” bobby yelled, beginning to walk over with hen and chimney as eddie sprinted to his little boy. “hey, what’s wrong, kid?”

buck could barely formulate words, the heaving in his chest was too strong to hold anything else. he panted while spitting out y/n’s name. “i cant find her, guys i tried so hard but we just got separated so fast-“

“alright, buck hang in there,” hen says, placing her hand on his shoulder in an attempt to ease him. “we’re going to look around, ok?” buck nods, knowing that this isn’t easy for them either. y/n was the light at the station, being able to cure a bad day and always making every glad to be at work. she made it the best experience, and she became their best friend outside of work too. they’d lose a coworker, but they’d lose a member of their family above all else.

buck storms around the parking lot in the triage areas, desperately begging them for her name. “do you have a y/n here? y/l/n? ive been to all of the other ones and if she’s not here i don’t know what to do.”

“she’s not on my list, sir. i’m so sorry, but have you checked the black tents?” the sad woman asks, acknowledging the tarp that was decked with body bags. buck stared at them, like they became the only thing in the world.

“i- i cant-“ buck breathes, turning around to break the contact.

“i know, you’re ok, buck,” hen speaks, as buck falls into her arms, his knees barely holding any support of his body. he tries to match henrietta’s breathing, her comforting voice soothing his ears. he tried to ignore everything around him, but the aggressive sirens of another ambulance and the lights illuminated the teams faces.

he watched as the two paramedics opened the doors, revealing another on next to a womans body, squeezing the air into her lungs with the bag. buck knows. he sees her damp hair on the stretcher, the hair loves and admired every day. he sees her crimson-stained outfit, the one he complimented her on this morning. lastly, he sees her beautiful face, the face he could never forget. he wants to sprint over to her, but his feet are planted on the ground. he has no more fight left to give, and he lets himself fall to the ground in exhaustion.

the next time his eyes peel open again, buck is sitting behind a curtain, an oxygen mask around his head and a bottle of water being handed to him. “drink this,” bobby demands.

“thanks,” buck replies.

“don’t thank me. you did great work out there today, buck. i’m proud of you.”

“thank you, cap,” buck twists the cap off, starting to take sips of the water. “please tell me i wasn’t dreaming when i saw y/n.”

“you weren’t. she’s in surgery now. she had a pretty nasty laceration on her head, and an even worse one on her abdomen. they’re thinking it hit her appendix, so they’re going in to take it out before it causes more harm than good. they did a few test on her as well,” buck hisses at bobby’s words, not wanting to hear anymore but needing to know. he didn’t know if it was good or bad, but he had to know. “she has a severe concussion. she’ll probably be disoriented and confused when she wakes up, and surely in pain. buck, hey,” bobby notices the man starting to zone out. she’s still hurt, and it’s not enough for buck. he wishes he could put a force field around her, wanting to take the force of anything that might hurt her. knowing that this out of the ordinary thing almost took her life pains him beyond injury.

“s-sorry,” buck whispers. “i want to see her when she’s out of surgery.”

“you can, but i need you to know that it’s going to look bad. she’s going to be intubated and definitely banged up. you have to know that she’s going to be ok. so, say it,” bobby tells him.

“what?”

“say she’s going to be ok.”

buck gives him a confused look, trying to contain the waves of his own tears as he utters the words out. “she’s going to be ok,” before he knows it, the dam breaks and bobby’s hugging buck, comforting him from the emotions that have taken over.

the minute buck gets the confirmation to see his girl, he’s passionately walking down the hallway of the ICU, scanning the rooms for the only one he cares about. scarily, bobby was right. it looked bad. she had cuts through her cheeks and her shoulders, even passing through her eyebrows and forehead. she had a thick bandage around her abdomen, protecting the incisions on her stomach. the lights were dimmed, protecting her eyes from hurting her head even more. the tube down her throat was a haunting sight for buck to see, realizing that she could barely do it on her own.

he sat in the chair next to her, anxious to even graze her hand. he just watched her chest rise slowly and sink down again, next to the hissing of the machine. and he stayed there. he couldn’t bring himself to leave her side again. he lost her once, it wasn’t happening again. so, buck sat next to her until her anesthesia wore off. some people might’ve thought he was a statue, the way he didn’t rip his eyes off of her.

the doctors came in a while later when y/n started breathing over her tube. she was still sleeping, but she was breathing on her own. buck knew she could, he knew this wouldn’t be the thing to take them apart. the worlds had it’s go at trying to separate buck and y/n, but it never works. until death do them part, literally. buck looked at the ring on her finger, almost forgetting that they’re planning a wedding. he’d been given the ring from the nurse, who took it off before her scans. he was the first one to put it on her finger, so he did it again.

the 118 had piled into her room, eddie bringing christopher to his tías house to spend time with her. he came back when he heard about y/n. buck just saved the life of his son, and y/n saved bucks life before he even knew it. the entire team knew it. they needed her to be ok, or work would truly never be the same.

she’d worn off the anesthesia a few hours later, looking at her family surrounding her.

“hey, baby,” buck smiles, still dressed in his muddy clothes. “i know it hurts, it’s ok.”

“what happened?” she asks, rasp in her voice.

“there was a tsunami, y/n. it got you pretty good, too,” bobby added, standing at the edge of her bed. “you fought that pretty good, y/n. they said it was pretty ugly when they found you.”

“yeah, i remember,” she squints. “but why am i here? shouldn’t i be at work soon?” buck gives his captain a confused look.

“she’s just confused, buck. it’s the concussion, don’t worry about that,” eddie whispers behind buck into his ear.

“do you remember seeing anyone or anything?” hen asks.

“i remember being scared, for buck and c-christopher. i thought they were dead for a little, and i thought i was next. but i couldnt just drop there and give up on them.”

buck noticed her exhaustion, from the pain medicine and just the stress of her disorientation. “you should get more sleep, honey. you’re gonna need it.”

“bucks right. we can come back to see you tomorrow, y/n,” hen stands. “we love you, y/n. you did good.”

“you’re tough, y/n, you’ll be alright,” chimney adds, patting her hand and starts to clear out of the room.

“don’t go, buck,” y/n says, grabbing his hand with her eyes shut tightly.

“i’m not going anywhere, y/n/n. you’re stuck with me,” buck tells her, leaving a kiss on her hand and he sees the corner of her lips rise with it.

[darkdemeter]

Y/N “WOLFIE’S” PANEL

—- not my gifs, credit to original posters! -—

(Platonic) Avengers cast x GN/Female/Male Reader Feat. on the panel: Elizabeth Olsen, Chris Evans, Sebastian Stan, Anthony Mackie & Robert Downey Jr.

A/N — So this was delayed at first because I'd kinda gotten second thoughts, then did a bit of research (just watched some of the cast in interviews and stuff). And then I thought "fuck it, write it." So I did just that. Though I'm not counting on this being "top tier" and very well may be the only time I do this sorta thing. Because I have come to realise when writing this... I CANNOT write celebrities, so great kudos to those who can, and also they make it look so easy!

WORD COUNT — 1.7k

READER DISCRETION — Nothing that should be potentially triggering— maybe slight insecure reader? Nothing really, just that little "did I do good?" y'know? — just Y/N with the avengers cast— Y/N being a little blushing, embarrassed mess

SUMMARY— You meet your fellow cast members on the panel for Comic Con, the debut for the final instalment to Habits of Mother Nature's Will releasing that weekend at the premiere.

You can read the columns here — HABITS OF MOTHER NATURE'S WILL HABITS OF MOTHER NATURE'S WILL II HABITS OF MOTHER NATURE'S WILL II: AFTERMATH

You never thought you would hear anything louder than the sound of applauding fans and cheers as your name was announced by the panel moderator.

You swaggered onto the stage, your outfit was casual but styled in a way that could pass for formal dress easily. Your hair styled to what you favoured most. 

You raised your arm up and waved to the crowd who roared with such vigour, you silently admitted to yourself it was a tad bit intimidating. But you were excited for this panel. To be beside your cast members who you had bonded with over the course of production, and to finally meet those who loved the project as well. 

The Avengers series had been a cinematic hit and when you signed the contract, had anyone told you that the three part short series would have been a major hit for audiences, you would have scoffed.

Your co-stars each turned and greeted you with grins as they waved you over. “There they are!” Chris announced into his microphone with a wide grin.

 You were assigned to sit between Lizzie and Chris. Anthony sat on Lizzie’s other side. 

“Where you been, Y/N? We missed you,” Anthony questioned you with a pout, hands forming a heart over his chest. You chuckled and held up your other hand that held a cup of coffee.

“I needed my fix, leave me alone,” you grumbled. Lizzie squeezed your shoulder lightly with a shake of her head, ushering the others to stop picking on you.

“And you didn’t bring me one,” Anthony tutted and Seb called after him, “the betrayal.”

The crowd laughed and cheered.

“So we were just about to get to the fans' questions, Y/N, and I don’t doubt a lot of them have questions about your character in particular,” the moderator said to you and you nodded. 

“Prepare yourself for marriage proposals, Y/N. There is always at least ten for each of us,” Robert said, his voice deep and calm over the mic system. 

Your face went bright red. “Well…” you wanted to swear out of habit, but you held your tongue, your head fell forward. “Dammit.”

More laughs came from the audience. The microphone was set up and any fans who had questions were directed to stand in the queue.

The first fan was a young woman, probably about college age. You leaned forward, your arms folded on the table and made your clothes pull against your frame and you looked intensely focused on the fan. Engaged with what they had to say.

The very act made quite a few people swoon and scream, only your eyes flickered to your cast mates with a raised brow.

“I think the proposals have increased quite a bit now,” Chris said with a smirk. It didn’t help relieve the flush in your face when a few whistles of agreement followed his statement. 

The girl giggled nervously into the mic in front of her and you refocused your attention on her. “Hi,” she said through her giggles and you nodded, hand lifting slightly to wave. 

“Hey, how are you?” you asked and she nodded, “good thank you. I just want to say personally I’m a huge fan of the character, C/N, and I just wanted to ask you how you felt when you got the role to portray them?”

You raised your brows under the weight of the question. You smiled and thanked her for the question. “Hmm, well, I’m not gonna lie it felt scary that I wouldn’t be able to portray the character, but the script writer and director - along with my cast members - they really helped me where I felt I lacked in providing the performance that C/N would. So yeah, thank you for that question, and I’m glad you enjoyed my take on the character, other than that it was a lot of fun.”

She beamed from ear to ear and nodded eagerly. She thanked you profusely and expressed her excitement to see Aftermath in cinemas. Elizabeth patted your hand with a smile. “You did good,” she uttered away from the microphone and you nodded in thanks.

Another fan walked up and greeted the cast. “So I want to know, who would win in a fight against each other: Bucky or C/N?”

“Uh, the correct answer, obviously, would be Ironman.” Robert’s interjection made the crowd fall into a frenzy of hysterics. You grinned, the act natural and your own that you made signature component for your character. 

“Remember who killed your parents,” Sebastian taunted and Robert smirked down the table his way. “Uh,” Sebastian began as he leaned back in thought for a moment, “I kinda want to say Bucky. I don’t think C/N could bring themselves to hurt him. So I think he’d use that to his advantage.”

When the fan inquired about your opinion, you shrugged with a tsk. “I think C/N would only win if someone hurt Wanda.” Your answer made the fans giddy, the uproar of cheers enough to bring the roof down like an earthquake. 

“I have to say that the fight sequence was so intense, I was on the edge of my seat the entire time. The cinema I was in was in such a state, I thought it was gonna get shut down,” the next fan began with a giggle. You and your fellow co-stars couldn’t help but chuckle and smile. It really did make you happy to know that you had done well to provide fans with such excitement. The Avenger films were great and adored by the fanbase, your only wish was that you wouldn’t let the dedicated members of the production and the fans down. 

“The fight choreography was brilliant and I wanted to ask what you could share about what went on behind the scenes? Like, how was all of that done?”

Oh, that was a loaded question. “Well…,” you chuckled, “let me first tell you that the entirety of my character fighting in their ‘wolf form’ was me. I did all the motion capture for that–” The room was filled with applaus. “Thank you. Yeah, my stunt double thought it would be funny to visit their family overseas and leave me to do all the motion capture. So I have them to thank for the harness that was riding my ass for the next couple of days,” you answered, though everyone could tell you only meant to tease, that you didn’t mean anything ill about it all. 

The experience of doing all the intense choreography was actually one of the most fun aspects you’d ever done in any of your productions thus far. 

Anthony laughed into his mic then. “I kid you not, we all have a video around twenty minutes long of Y/N doing the motion capture from the gag reel. And it’s hilarious,” he sighed at the end and earnt a laugh from the crowd. 

“It wasn’t easy, man,” you whined, “but– but when I had to do scenes that required a more realistic build, I was saved the embarrassment and actually we had my dog, D/N, do all the motion capture for that.”

A photo of your German Shepherd appeared on the screen above, your arms encircled around them, their head tilted and long tongue hung from their mouth. 

“They’re so cute!” a fan in the crowd shouted and you chuckled. “Damn adorable, I love them. I had to be on guard, I was scared Chris would take them home.”

Chris leaned over in his seat, hand slapped to his chest with a toothy grin as he cackled to himself. “I love that dog so much, what can I say?”

The fan thanked you for your time and walked back to their seat. The next fans were two girls, again around the age of college students walked up together. “Hi!” one of them greeted and the other looked incredibly shy, her friend held her close around the shoulders. 

“Hey there, how are you?” you asked again. You always asked how the fans were, a habit that was just natural. Human. Kind. 

“We’re good thanks. Uh, so this is my friend, Taylor,” she said and indicated to the other girl next to her. She waved and mumbled a meek hello into the mic. Your cheeks folded out into a smile, adoring the girl’s shyness. It was adorable. “And it’s her birthday and I want to ask if you could give her a little birthday present as your character, C/N, please? And with a cherry on top, add your wolf voice?”

Your tongue danced over your teeth as fans left, right and centre cheered and hollered. You could tell it was as much wanted by them as the fans asking for it themselves. “Just out of curiosity, who else is here for their birthday?” you asked and quite a large amount clapped in answer, a view yelled their response.

“Okay, so you can consider this a gift to you guys as well.” You sat forward and rolled your shoulders, getting into the mind of your character. 

“Happy Birthday, Taylor.” You stopped to let the fans burn out their screams before you continued. “Told you, marriage proposals all of them,” Robert commented just as you went to speak and you broke out of character for a moment, face palming your hand. 

“Go on, Wolfie, you gotta appease the fans,” Robert uttered with a wave of his hand to usher you on.

“I hope you have a wonderful birthday. Wanna play fetch some… sometime in the park?” Despite the momentary hiccup, unable to contain the embarrassed giggle in your throat as your face brightened, you finished. 

Even some of your castmates imitated getting flustered, even Lizzie herself fanned her face. Taylor hid her face in her palms and her friend thanked you. 

The other beauty of your performance was that the sound editors had little to do with mixing your vocals for the werewolf voices, you had a knack for making it naturally guttural and animalistic. 

Anthony snickered playfully. “So I think we can agree that Y/N “Wolfie” has taken over the panel. Can we get a shout or clap if you enjoyed Y/N’s performance of C/N?”

You don’t know how it was possible, but that was the loudest you’d heard the fans. 

[stuckytown]

So pretty

Parring: Chris Evans X GF reader

Summary: Chris could keep his hands off of you while you were sleeping

Warnings: somnophilia, praising, soft Chris, unprotected sex, drinking,

Word count: 1,5 k

You were normally a light sleeper, but you had been drinking a bottle of wine last night to dinner and finished rest over movie on the couch. And when you had been drinking you were a heavy sleeper

You knew Chris would get home during the night from the press tour for his new movie. He had been gone for almost a month. You had daily phone calls and FaceTime. But it was hard to keep up with the time zones, but you both tried to make it spicy sometimes.

You fell a sleep fast from the wine.

Chris opened the front door very carefully since it was the middle of the night. He carefully brought in his suitcase and left it by the door. He just wanted to go to bed and snuggle with you for the night.

He unloaded his pockets and took his jacket and shoes off. He went to get some water before joining you. He saw the empty wine bottle and glass on the counter, he shook his head and chuckled. He knew you would be complaining about a headache tomorrow.

He grabbed a glass and filled it up with water and leaned against the counter. He couldn’t stop thinking about the time went he fucked you against it. He looked around and saw all the places in your home were he had fucked you.

It was a challenge you mentioned the first day the two of you moved in “let’s see if we can fucked in every surface in this house” you grinned when you proposed the idea kinda as a joke. But Chris didn’t take it as a joke and has taken you on every surface posible.

You weren’t complaining. It was a very good day, and you were exhausted after it.

Chris put down the glass and walked into the bedroom to find you naked in the bed. You had thrown off the covers and you face was pressed into the pillow. You were laying on your stomach flashing you perfect round ass.

Chris groaned feeling his cock grow on his pants. He needed you so much now. His hand could only do so much. But he needed you.

He started to strip naked and crawled into bed. His hand traced your spine and down the curve of your ass.

He always loved your ass. It was perfect round and bounced when you would ride him.

He tucked a strand of hair away from your face. You looked peaceful in your sleep. He kissed your cheek and laid his arm around you tugging you in.

You groaned in you sleep and turned around so your back was against his chest. Your ass light touched his dick.

Chris groaned and pressed his cock up against your ass. You moaned softly and subconsciously pressed your legs together.

All Chris had to do is put it in. He knew you would be wet. You were always wet for him.

He pressed his cock against your ass and grabbed your ass to make you grind up against him.

He grabbed his cock and placed one of your legs over his hips and guided it toward your pussy. When his cock hit the entrance he felt your wet pussy.

He wanted to laugh at how easy it is to make you wet and even in your sleep. He thrusted in carefully and watched your face carefully.

You moved and Chris stopped moving. He wanted to fuck you awake but he wanted to see you take him asleep first.

When he was buried in you wet pussy. He started to thrust slowly to hear your quite moans. He started to thrust faster and harder

“Chris?” You whined and opened your eyes. He feeling of his cock inside of you made you moan. You missed him so badly

“I have missed you princess” he turned your head and kissed your lips softly “missed you too” your eyes rolled into the back of your head when his fingers circled your clit.

“So good” you whimpered tears glistening in your eyes.

“Your taking me so good baby” he smirked. He pulled out and turned you onto your stomach and pulled your hips up and pressed his cock into you again.

“God I have missed this ass” Chris spanked your ass and grabbed it roughly. You couldn’t help but moan at the burn on your ass cheek.

The feeling in the pit of your stomach grew. “Please” you whimpered fisting the sheets “what princess? Wanna cum?”

“Yes” you moaned. But he pulled out and flipped you over and thrusted into you again “I wanna look at your pretty face when you cum on my cock”

You saw the white starts behind your eyes and your legs started to shake your hand held onto Chris as you screamed his name.

“God y/n. You’re so tight” Chris groans and you feel him cum deep inside of you.

You kissed his slowly and he laid his head on your chest. “I love you” you whispered while combing your fingers through his blond hair

“I love you too baby”

[andydrysdalerogers]

Can I Count on Forever? ~ Chris Evans

Chris Evans x Senator Reader

Word Count ~ 4.2K

Songs: The Man by Taylor Swift; Paper Rings by Taylor Swift; Lover by Taylor Swift 

Its been three years since you met Chris and today, you take one of the biggest steps of your life.

Part Three of the "Can I?" mini series - Part One // Part Two // Main Masterlist

Warnings: fluff, SMUT (p in v, oral – female receiving, slight dominance kink), mentions of cheating, accusations of cheating, political nonsense. 

A/N: Happy Valentine's Day! Just a quick message. While I have tried to keep this politically neutral, I will say that I have no idea what any real-world person’s views are and will not assume. Also, I am not an expert in politics and will not claim to be.  In the US, we have an election in November. Please, inform yourself on all of your local, state and federal races and issues and remember to register and vote.  You can’t complain if you don’t vote! 

Your POV 

Clack.  

Clack.  

Clack.  

Your heels clicked on the floor as you walked to your destiny. It was the end of a fairy tale or the start of one, and you weren’t sure if you could get through the double doors. You thought back on your life, closed your eyes and prayed.  

It had been a year since Chris proposed and it was here, your wedding day.  As you woke on that bright May morning, you reached for your fiancé and found the bed empty.  But a smile crossed your face.  He wasn’t in the hotel with you.  He was at home with Dodger and his groomsmen while you were at the hotel with your bridal party.  As you stretched, there was a knock at the door.  “Room service!” 

Curiously, you opened the door, and the bellman pushed a cart in. “Mr. Evans asked us to deliver breakfast and champagne to you to start your special day right.  Congratulations ma’am.”  He stepped back out and you squealed.  Opening the cover, Chris had sent your favorite breakfast, along with coffee and champagne. Savoring the meal, you sent a text to Chris.  

YN: Thank you, love, for my breakfast!  My fiancé: You’re welcome.  Only six more hours before I see you again and you make an honest man outta me.  

You hugged the phone to your chest when your maid of honor knocked yelling for you to open.  

A few hours later, you were waiting in your bridal suite, your father comes in and sees you for the first time.  “Oh, my baby, you look beautiful,” tears forming in his eyes  

“Thank you, daddy,” your own tears welling up.  

“No, don’t cry.”  He handed you a tissue.  “Chris is a lucky man. I am so happy you found each other.”  

The wedding planner knocked.  “We’re ready for you.”  

As you stood at the double doors, you thought back to how you got here. How you fought for each other, against the world. The doors opened and all you could see was Chris.  

Chris POV 

I stood at the altar, waiting for those doors to open again and let my beautiful girl come to me. The past three years had been a whirlwind, and I wouldn’t trade it for the world.  All the bridesmaids make it down the aisle and little Stella finishes with her flowers and the music changes.  Everyone stands and the doors open. My jaw falls open. I can’t see anything else but her. She’s an angel, all in white, gliding on her dad’s arm. The tears are building up in my eyes at how beautiful she looked, my little senator.  

Once she reached me, I could feel a tear rolling down and she reached up and wiped it away.  “Please stop crying,” she whispered.  “You’re gonna set me off.”  

I could see her lip tremble a little bit.  I kissed her hand, "I love you," I whispered.  

We kept it traditional, reciting words that have been said by couples like us thousands of times over.  When I slip that ring on her finger, it was like a part of me that was missing got put back and I’m overwhelmed.  

“I now pronounce you husband and wife.  Chris, you may kiss your bride.” 

“Finally,” I breathed as I took her face in my hands and kissed those lips that had haunted my dreams since the first day I met her. It was perfect and when I pulled away, her lips were just a touch redder and more swollen, her eyes danced.  

“I now present to you Mr. and Mrs. Evans!” 

The whole church cheered, and I took my wife’s hand in mine and walked out. After three years and one horrible misunderstanding, I finally have my girl on my arm as my wife.  

The reception is amazing.  YN and the wedding planner did a great job. It's intimate and romantic but not over the top.  Her father wanted to take out a house loan to pay for whatever YN wanted but she refused. “I don’t need you to be in debt Daddy.  Give me a reasonable budget and I’ll make it work.” That is my girl, always modest. But this is a once in a lifetime, if I have any say in it and I want it to be her dream. I talked to her dad on the side.  

“Mr. YLN, I just want YNN to have everything she wants, so get your budget together and I’ll double it. I want this to be a gift to her but never find out, because her smile will be my thanks.”  

It worked like a charm because I can see the tears in her eyes as she looks at the room and see her vision come to life. “Oh my...” she whispers. I take it all in, the crystal vases holding the red roses, tea lights on all the tables. The walls have a soft light to them, and the dance floor is decorated with lanterns and rose petals.  “It's perfect.”  

“It's you, my beautiful wife.” 

It's hours before I can take her home, well, to our honeymoon suite.  She’s exhausted, riding up in the elevator. I scoop her up in my arms, her heels already dangling in my hand. “You going to sleep, baby?” 

“Hmm, no, not yet. Just tired.” She smiles at me. “It was the perfect day.”  

“Oh yeah? Something important happened?” I tease as we get to our honeymoon suite.  

“Not really,” she shrugged. “Just tied myself to the perfect man.”  

“Sounds fun.” I had one more surprise for her. I opened the door and carried her in. The room was decorated in candles and roses, a bottle of champagne next to her favorite snack.  I had always dreamt of that night we had by the fire after I had proposed.  It was perfect and I wanted to recreate it for her.  Except this time, the hotel laid out blankets and pillows in a beautiful bed.  

“Chris,” she whispered, and I could tell she loved it. 

I set her on her feet and pressed my front to her back. I leaned down to whisper in her ear. “I was an idiot the first time I made love to you in front of a fire.”  I found the zipper on her dress and slowly began to bring it down. “I was apologizing for being the biggest jerk in the world after you protected me. I wasn’t appreciating the setting or taking my time with you.  But this time,” the zipper was down and i kissed her shoulders, “this time I want to worship you because you made me the happiest man in the world.”  I pushed the bejeweled straps of her gown down and she gasped at the sudden cool air.  

“Oh fuck,” I murmured as I took in the lacy white corset, teeny tiny white panties and stockings. She looked like a goddam angel that was going to send me straight to heaven.  I lifted her out of the gown and spun her to look at me. “This is like a present for me,” as I run a finger over the top of the corset.  

“Unwrap me Chris,” she said in a low sultry voice.  

And I crumble.  

Because there is no way I would say no to this gorgeous creature right now.  

I kiss her softly and pull away, kissing her forehead before turning her around again. I undo the ribbon holding the corset closed and let it fall away.  I kneel down and roll down the stocking and tip her foot so she can lift, and I can remove one stocking, repeating on the other.  I run my hands up her legs, feeling her shiver under my touch, listening to her breath hitch. I kiss right under each cheek, giving a nibble on one.  

“Chris,” she moans, “stop teasing.”  

“Is that an order Senator?” I smile against her skin. “Or is it a request?  Because,” I spin her again, so she is facing me while I’m still on my knees, “if it's an order, then we have a problem.”  

“What problem?” 

“I remember you promised me that I would only take orders from you in public.”  I kissed around her belly button. She moans and her head tilts back. “But I would give the orders in our bedroom.”  

“We’re not in our bedroom,” she argues.  “We’re... oh.... oh fuck,” she whimpers as I kiss over the scrape of lace she calls panties and press against her mound.  

“Want to try that again, Mrs. Evans?” I pull the lace down just enough so I can get my nose close to her center and inhale that scent that is only her.  

“I...” she studders and I chuckle. I yank the lace away from her body, ripping them off.  

“Chris!” 

“No,” I say in a husky voice.  “No orders from you, Mrs. Evans.  You want something, you beg for it.  because until we get back from our honeymoon, you are not in charge.  Who is in charge?” 

“Fuck,” she cries as I let my finger circle her clit.  “You’re...hmm... you’re in charge.”  

“Good girl.” I stood up and lifted her into my arms, wrapping her legs around me. “Such a good girl for me.” I walked us over to the fireplace bed and laid her down.  I took a long look at my prize, my angel, my wife. “God, I’m a lucky bastard.”  

I didn’t realize I said that out loud until she giggled. Then she grabbed the end of my undone bow tie and yanked me on top of her. She kissed me hard and then pulled away. “Please Chris, let me see my husband naked.”  

“Fuck me.” I pulled the tie off, straddled her and grabbed her wrists. I tied them together and lifted her arms above the head. “Naughty girl,” I said. “No touching now. Bad girls don’t get to touch.” She wiggled under me, trying to get relief from me.  

“I’m sorry, baby, please, I’m sorry. Let me touch you.”  

“No.” I stood up and started to strip. I unbutton my shirt slowly, working the cufflinks she had given me as a wedding present off carefully. She licked her bottom lip and I smirked. I was shirtless, which, if she had her way, she would keep me like this every day. I moved quickly with my belt and the button of my slacks.  She whimpered and I bit my bottom lip. “You should have stayed being my good girl, little senator.” 

“Chris, you’re being mean,” she whined.  

“Am I?” I let my pants hit the floor before I crawled up her body.  I kiss her inner thighs, sucking little bruises as I go. “I’m sorry sweetheart.” I kiss right above her clit, and she bucks at the sensation. I pin her hips and licked from the bottom to the top of her pussy. God, I love the way she tastes, the way she coats my tongue in her arousal. Fuck, do I love being in between her legs. “So good,” I tell her, “taste like heaven.”  I work my tongue in her, fucking her while my thumb presses down on her clit. “Fuck baby, you’re even tight for my tongue.”  

“Chris,” she mewled.  She was close, so fucking close.  

“Come for me little senator. That’s an order.”  I shoved two fingers into her cunt and sucked on her clit at the same time.  she shattered, crying out as her orgasm fluttered through her body. I made it last for as long as I could. I tease her relentlessly and get her right back on the edge. Then i pull away and she cries in frustration because I know her orgasm is fading.  I climb up her body, tasting every inch of skin I can until I can wrap her legs around my waist. “Hang on, baby.”  

She grips the straps around her wrists and then I force my way home.  She screams as I bury myself in her to the hilt.  But I’m not cruel.  I wait until she is comfortable and then rock into her, leting her feel every inch, every ridge, every vein of my cock along her ways. Fuck, she feels so good. I’ve only fucked her bare a couple of times and the feeling of her heat, how wet, how needy she is, I’m going to fucking die a happy man.  

“Harder Chris, fuck, please harder.” I grab her legs and push them over my shoulder so I can fuck her into the mattress.  She feels like fucking heaven and tighter in this position. I can’t believe I get to do this with my wife. She’s moaning and crying out from all the stimulation.  I don’t want to ever stop.  

Your POV 

Chris is fucking you to within an inch of your life.  You are in heaven, lost in the heavenly glow of sex and you need him.  “Chris, please,” you pleaded.  You know what he wants because you want it too.  He pulls out quick, making you cry before he flips you to your front and gets your ass in the air.  

“This pussy is magically,” he says, looking it over before he fills you again.  You have always loved this angle. You can feel everything and when he moves, you can feel his balls hitting your clit.  Its perfect.  

“C-chris, I can’t hold on,” you whine. “Husband please!” 

“Oh shit,” he moans, “that’s fucking hot.” He thrusts faster. “Say it again. Say! It!” 

You’re on the cusp of euphoria. “Chris, Husband please!” He ruts into you, reaching down to circle and stroke your clit and you break. You scream your release, gripping his cock, squeezing him until he released into you, coating you in his cum.  

“Fuck!” He pumps a few more times until he stops, lowering you gently to the bed, not ready to separate. You lay there on your sides, legs tangles to keep you connected, catching your breaths when you start to giggle.  “And what is so funny, my wife?” 

You take a breath to speak.  “You have a kink, baby. You like it when I called you husband.” You turn to look back at him. 

He smiles before leaning over and kissing you again. “I also like calling you Wife and you like it too. You clenched involuntarily and Chris hisses. He caressed your thigh. “Told you.”  

After Chris cleans you up and you both crawl into bed, you find myself laying on top of his chest. “I wish we could stay this way forever.” You place a kiss on his chest.  

“I wish we could too, little Senator, but then how will you rule the world?” 

Its a valid question. One you are excited to figure out.  

You’ve been married for two months and now you are at the National Convention. Getting married during an election season was crazy but your team and Chris’s said it would give you the best boost.  You were set to become the youngest and second woman nominated for the office of President.   

As you stood in the wings of TD Gardens in Boston, Chris watched as you paced back and forth, looking over your note cards for your acceptance speech. “Sweetheart, don’t be nervous.”  

“That’s easy for you, Chris, you’re an actor.  You perform for millions.”  

He chuckled and shook his head. “I act in front of a camera for twenty people and then they watch after its edited. YN,” he stopped you and wrapped you in his arms. “You are a brilliant speaker. The people have nominated you, they believe in you.  I believe in you.” He tilted your head up so you would look at him.  “Go out there and be a rock star, Little Senator.”  

The convention went off without a hitch and it was the final three months of the campaign. It was grueling, city after city, town hall after town hall.  Chris could only be on the road with you for a few days at a time as ASP launched into the primer source for facts in the election.  He had to host panels and discussions. Video chats in between calls and meet and greets was not how you imagined your first few months of marriage but it could all be worth it. 

Chris POV 

I was late for our video date. “Fuck.” I was jogging to my office in the ASP offices so I could call YN, when I was stopped by Megan. “What’s up?” 

“Chris, there is an article floating around that claims the Senator had an affair right before the wedding.”  

My heart stopped.  

“What?” 

“The Enquirer has photos of her entering a hotel room that did not belong to the campaign. The room was rented out by someone named M. Capuano.” 

We made it to my office. I closed the door. “What does my wife’s team said?” 

Megan grimaced. “That’s the thing. They said they aren’t worried about it. Rachel said that she spoke to the Senator and if questioned, they are going with no comment.”  

I smiled. “That’s my girl. We’re saying the same thing, Megan. Thanks.” I turned to pick up my phone.  

Megan scoffed.  “There is no way we can go with no comment, Chris. They will tear her apart. You have to talk to her about.  She’s just not bringing herself down but you as well.”  

“I’ll talk to her. Give me five minutes.” Megan rolled her eyes and left my office as I called my wife. “Hello, my little Senator.”  

“Hi handsome!” She was flushed from running for her phone. She was heartbreakingly beuatfiul, her cream colored blouse clung to her curves that I love and gave just the hint of clevage. “How were your discussions?”   

“Really good, looks like the live numbers will be out highest yet.” I smirk. “Execpt for my last meeting.”  

She frowned. “With who?” 

“Megan. She wanted to bring attention to the fact that there is an article going aroung saying my wife is having an affair.”  

YN gasped. “Chris, you know I would never...” 

“I was nervous for just a second and then she told me the name the room was reserved under and it took everything in me not to laugh.” 

She looked confused. “I don’t understand.” 

“Sweetheart, remember when you had a swing in Virginia and I was able to see you and we kept it on the low.”  

“Yes,” she dragged out.  

“Well I couldn’t reserve the room under either of our names so my uncle helped me and reserve the room for me. M. Capuano. Uncle Mike.”  

I watched as the realization clicked. “Oh my gosh, they think I am having an affair with M. Capuano but really I’m having an affair with my husband.”  

I smirk as she laughs. “I don’t know what you are laughing at Senator. You’re having an affair.”  

“I sure am. The man really is hard to resist. Dark gripable hair, a beard that feels so good on my skin. Bluest eyes I ever seen. He’s built and has those arms that can hold you to him all night long.”  

“Fuck sweetheart, you can’t say stuff like when when I don’t have time right now.” I looked at my calendar on my computer. “I can be with you tomorrow morning and stay through the weekend.”  

“I’m looking forward to it Mr. Affair.”  

“I’m going to rock your world Mrs. Affair.  I love you.”  

“I love you more.”  

YN POV 

You’re nervous.  

This day is always nerve-racking.  

This isn’t your first one either.  

And hopefully it isn’t your last.  

Its election day. 

While you hadn’t given up your senate seat yet, it was something you were willing to do if the right opportunity presented itself. Say, being the President of the United States.  

But first, you needed to be elected there. You were back in California, awaiting for the results. Votes were being tally, the electoral college was making its decision and all you could do was wait.  

Which is not the easiest thing to do.  

Chris had been on the phone with his ASP team, checking results in major battleground states, counts on issues that were concerning to younger Americans. Every time he looked up to you, he would you a smile and mouth “i love you” to try and calm your nerves. Three years of this and he knew how to calm your nerves.  

The campaign had been hard, a woman running against an older, backward thinking man. The scandal of the car photos came back into play but your opponents own philandering with a woman not his wife, nullified that right away.  You had no secrets, other than your relationship with Chris.  You were caareful to only show what you wanted to the public to know.  Chris was or rather still is a famous movie star. He may have slowed down his films but he was never not working. ASP was his pride and joy, besides you, and it relected on how much the platform grew.  

It was nearing 8pm in California and the states were starting to be called. Every political forecaster predicted this race to be the tightest its ever seen. No one expected you to receive the nomination.  No one expected to make it this far. No one believe. Except Chris.  

He believed in you.  

You can feel him right behind you before he wraps his arms around you.  “Did you ever imagine being here Senator?” 

You shake your head. “I imagined a lot of things. I had dreams. But, to do this with you, now,” you look up at him, “I never imagined it like this.”  

For hours, you and. your family stood around, watching results. Chris mentioned that you should rest but you were too keyed up to lie down or even sit down. Hour after hour passed and the race was down to the final couple of states. Then the news anchor interrupted the talking heads on the news.  

“We are now prepared to make the call in Oregon. This evening has been historic in so many ways. But now we are ready to declare Oregon for...” 

Clack.  

Clack.  

Clack.  

Your heels clicked on the floor as you walked to your destiny. You assumed it would be hard, to run for president. To deal with the fall out. Your opponent had been cordial in his speech. He talked about uniting the country and not letting politics create a divide.  He was right, the country had to come together now and move forward.  

Chris POV 

Watching my girl waiting to be taken to her seat for the ceremony, it was heart wrenching.  She was so stoic and unnaturally quiet. She had on a beautiful red dress with white accents and her coat was the same blue as the american flag. She had been so brave through all of this. She kept her head up and was gracious. The embodiment of class.  She just had one more thing to do before we could move forward.  

“Are you ready, sweetheart?” 

“I’m scared,” she whispered.  

“Don’t be.  I’m right here.” I took her hand and we were walked to our seats. The ceremony was beautiful in the cold January air.  We listened to the poet laureate and the national anthem done by Taylor Swift. But then it was our cue, to do the part of the ceremony as instructed by the head of the inguration committee.  I smiled as I held out the bible, open to her favorite passage.  

I watched as my girl placed her hand on the bible and then raised her right hand.  

I, YN YMN Evans, do solemnly swear that I will faithfully execute the Office of President of the United States, and will to the best of my Ability, preserve, protect and defend the Constitution of the United States. So help me God.” 

The roar of the crowd sounded as she finished her oath. I leaned over to kiss my wife, my president. “Congratulation, madam President.”  

“Ladies and Gentlemen, presenting the new President of the United States and new First Gentleman, YN and Chris Evans!” 

Walking out to the inagural ball is surreal. This was our life now for the next four years. But I wouldn’t change it for the world.  As Harry Styles sang Adore You for us again, I held my wife in my arms. “Did you count on this, madam President.” 

She frowned for a second. “I don’t know if i like you callng me that. But no,” she smiled. “I was only counting on you.”  

“You can always count on me, love. Count on it forever.”  

“Just as long as I’m still your forever.”  She sighed as she leaned against me.  “Still not sure about the madam president thing.” 

“How about in public, you are madam President, but in private,” I spin her around and draw her close again, “you’ll always be my little senator.” 

taglist

@patzammit

@texmexdarling

@slutforchrisjamalevans

@firephotogrl74

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@before-we-get-started

@bunnyforhim

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@sunnyhummingbee

@whiskeytangofoxtrot555

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@kmc1989

@kandis-mom

@lokislady82

[laceswan]

Fic Recommendations <3

Stray Kids

1-am, Kim Seungmin x gn!reader, fluff-@northsoulss

Closer than Friends, Kim Seungmin x gn!reader, fluff- @dreamescapeswriting

Invisible Ties, Kim Seungmin x gn!reader, childhood friends to lovers, hurt/comfort, fluff- @starseungs

7:30 pm, Kim Seungmin x gn!reader, so much fluff- @dreamyyeosang

Lipgloss, Kim Seungmin x gn!reader, angst, fluff ending- @hanjisick

Movies, photographer!Kim Seungmin x model!gn!reader, angst, fluff ending- @comet-falls

Wanted if Forever, Kim Seungmin x fem!reader, angst, fluff ending, hurt/comfort- @miel-ji

(Untitled Christmas headcannons), Kim Seungmin x fem!reader, fluff- @sunboki

Dense, Bang Chan x fem!reader, angst- @sunwoowrites

Yeah, Flowers Follow, Seo Changbin x florist!fem!reader, fluff- @catiuskaa

Breakup HCs, Maknae line (hyung line is linked) x fem!reader, ANGST- @dazed—xx

Soft hours tag @rachalixie

Stray Kids Fic Rec List @insidetheravens

Ateez

(Untitled first kiss drabble), Choi San x gn!reader, fluff, mild spice- @bubblyyeonjun

i'm glad i have you with me, Choi San x fem!reader, fluff, hurt/comfort, childhood friends to lovers, slow burn- @mybelovedwoo

Hunger Games

Harry Potter

Hidden Messages in Foreign Languages, Regulus Black x fem!reader, fluff- @applebutter-and-cinnamon

Sleepy, Regulus Black x gn!reader, fluff- @queerpumpkinnn

so tired, Regulus Black x gn!reader, hurt/comfort- @gilmore-angel

Falling, Regulus Black x fem!ravenclaw!reader, fluff- @ardisia-florence-james

Kissing with Regulus Black would include, Regulus Black x fem!reader, fluff- @angelblacksmith

The Brothers Black, Regulus Black x fem!reader, slight angst, fluff- @sufferingstarlight

A Snake and his Little Bird, Regulus Black x fem!sunshine!reader, some angst, hurt/comfort- @robynlilyblack

Regulus Black Masterlist- @messers-moony

Deadly Favors, Theseus Scamander x gn!reader, angst, fluff ending- @spideyharrington

The Legend of Vox Machina (Critical Role)

(Untitled proposal fic), Percy de Rolo x gn!reader, fluff- @saphirered

Floriography, Percy de Rolo x fem!OC, fluff- @leopardfang15

In the Glade, Percy de Rolo x gn!reader, fluff- @finn-writes-stuff

Mha

Your Soldier, Knight!Takami Keigo x Princess!reader, Royalty AU, fluff- @livlivlivliv

Crimson and Cloves, Todoroki Shoto x fem!reader, Hanahaki AU, angst- @gcpards

(Untitled drabble), Shinsou Hitoshi x gn!reader, so much angst, major character death, fluff ending- @alienaiver

Iida Tenya Masterlist, CONTAINS SOME SMUT YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED- @lovinkiri

Haikyuu

HQ Masterlist- @215-luv

HQ Imagines Masterlist- @arhvste

(Untitled drabble), Sakusa Kiyoomi x gn!reader, fluff- @kentolove

Touch-Averse, Sakusa Kiyoomi x fem!reader, angst, hurt/comfort, fluff ending- @watevermelon

You Look Pretty When You Do the Laundry, Sakusa Kiyoomi x gn!reader, fluff- @otoyastoy

I Need to Talk to You, Akaashi Keiji x fem!reader, fluff- @otoyastoy

JuJutsu Kaisen

Sweet Love, Nanami Kento x gn!reader, fluff- @haruchuiyo

Kitchen Charm, Domestic!Nanami Kento x gn!reader, fluff- @itsfairly

Masterlist, CONTAINS SOME SMUT YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED- @kentosbabes

rich bf nanami headcannons, Nanami Kento x impliedfem!reader, fluff- @kiyoily

Star Wars

If Only pt. 1 (part 2 is linked), Obi-Wan Kenobi x gn!reader, angst- @make-me-imagine

(Untitled breakup drabble), Poe Dameron x gn!reader, angst- @never—doubt

The Arrival of the Pilots, Poe Dameron x gn!reader, mild angst, fluff- @gawaaine

Twilight

Insomnia, Jasper Hale x fem!human!reader, fluff- @junkdrawerfics

Heartbeat, Jasper Hale x fem!human!reader, fluff- @3vergr3en

Squid Game

Eliminated, Hwang Junho x gn!reader, fluff- @sweetenercode

Dating HCs, Hwang Junho x fem!not korean!reader, fluff- @sophiewritesworld

The World Will Suffer, Hwang Junho x gn!reader, angst- @philomaay

Dating HCs, Hwang Junho x gn!reader, fluff- @saebyeoked

Real People

when you fall asleep, Chris Evans x actress!reader, fluff- @imyourbratzdoll

[rockermybuddie]

Masterlist of my stories!

Buddie:

•Title: Surprise Summary:Eddies birthday so Buck surprises him

- https://www.tumblr.com/rockermybuddie/762251143451738112/surprise

•Title: Night terrors Summary: Buck has a night terror worrying Eddie

-https://www.tumblr.com/rockermybuddie/762496023339892736/night-terrors

•Title: Long day Summary: Buck helps Eddie after a long shift

-https://www.tumblr.com/rockermybuddie/762817490321571840/long-day

•Title: In This Life (Sequel to my Tevan Story: In Another Life) •Summary: Eddie confesses he might have feelings for Buck at dinner (TW: Suicide mentioned)

-https://www.tumblr.com/rockermybuddie/763874586244890624/in-this-life

•Title: Void Summary: Buck finds out about Eddie being in fhe fight club

-https://www.tumblr.com/rockermybuddie/764261213017391104/void

•Title: Jump Scare •Summary: Buck tries scaring Eddie (Halloween Story)

-https://www.tumblr.com/rockermybuddie/765865426841485312/jump-scare

•Title: I’ll Never Leave You •Summary: Eddie and Buck talk after his break up with Tommy

-https://www.tumblr.com/rockermybuddie/766786936676417537/ill-never-leave-you

Tevan:

•Title: Comfort Summary: After a bad shift Tommy comforts Evan

-https://www.tumblr.com/rockermybuddie/761739714775711744/comfort

•Title: Protecting Whats Mine Summary:Tommy gets jealous of someone trying to flirt with Evan

-https://www.tumblr.com/rockermybuddie/761826867086049280/protecting-whats-mine

•Title: Misunderstanding Summary: Evan gets mad when he sees another man kiss Tommy

-https://www.tumblr.com/rockermybuddie/761913416795521024/misunderstanding

•Title: Insecurity (Sequeal to Misunderstanding) Summary:Evan becomes insecure about himself and Tommy helps him.

-https://www.tumblr.com/rockermybuddie/762043256902189056/insecurity

•Title: Make up Summary: After an argument Tommy goes to Evans apartment to make up

-https://www.tumblr.com/rockermybuddie/762181226703536128/make-up

•Title: Sick Summary: Tommy takes care of a sick Evan

-https://www.tumblr.com/rockermybuddie/762338657151614976/sick

•Title: Lighting Summary: Theres a storm while Evan is home alone. He scared intil Tommy arrives home.

-https://www.tumblr.com/rockermybuddie/762677608990277632/lighting

•Title: In Another Life Summary: Buck tries harming himself on a call (Tw: Suicide mentioned)

-https://www.tumblr.com/rockermybuddie/763518931141001216/in-another-life

•Title: Him Summary: they both propose to each other

-https://www.tumblr.com/rockermybuddie/764603176985968640/him

•Title: Haunted Corn Field •Summary: Tommy and Buck go to a haunted corn field and Buck gets scared. (Halloween story)

-https://www.tumblr.com/rockermybuddie/765865420793282560/haunted-corn-field

Swat

Story one,

•Title: Feelings Summary: You find your feelings for Rocker coming out when he almost dies.

-https://www.tumblr.com/rockermybuddie/762978075231354880/feelings

Story two,

•Title: Mistake Summary: Realizing your mistake you ask Chris for advice but find yourself in the same position you was before.

- https://www.tumblr.com/rockermybuddie/763246944417103872/mistake

Story three,

•Title: Shot Summary: You’ve been shot off duty in a bank robbery

-https://www.tumblr.com/rockermybuddie/763688381409525760/shot

Story four (finale)

•Title: Second Thoughts Summary: You are in a rough patch unsure of what to do

-https://www.tumblr.com/rockermybuddie/763954456134123520/second-thoughts

Charecter x reader

•Title: A Night Out (Eddie Diaz x fem!reader) •Summary: In need of attention you seek out to a night out to a bar where you find yourself in bed with a firefighter.

-https://www.tumblr.com/rockermybuddie/764101560381915136/a-night-out

[harrietbarnesblog]

I think (18+)

Masterpost

Masterlist

Pairing: CEO! Chris Evans x reader

Warning: smut, language, pussy slapping, dub-con, video recording (with permission), fucking, no protection is used.

It was so wrong. You were lusting after your boss. But who can blame you, he was handsome as hell. When he makes eye contact with you, you feel like you might drown in his ocean blue eyes.

All your wet dreams were about him. You would think about him while touching yourself. It felt so wrong but not wrong enough to stop yourself from thinking of him.

You watched Chris walk in in his dark blue suit. He nodded at Amanda, the receptionist who greeted him. You handed him a cup of black coffee as you always do. You start to read his schedule for the day.

"You have meetings with the Smiths in 2 hours." You announced as he took his place in his chair.

You placed a set of files in front of him.

"You need to sign these." You said.

"What are these?"

"Documents regarding the two publishing houses you are buying. "

He removed his jacket and hung it in behind his chair. He removed his tie and kept it on his table. He unbuttoned his first two buttons and rolled up his sleeves. He was so fucking hot. You tried your best not to drool.

You bent a bit down to turn the page as he signed. He took sips of his coffee. You felt the room temperature drop.

He placed the emptied cup on the table and closed the pen cap as he finished signing the documents.

You checked the time it was 9:50 am.

"The meeting is in 1 hour. We have to leave so we can reach there in time." You reminded him.

"Okay. " He said, getting up. He adjusted his sleeves and buttoned back his shirt. He took his jacket and tie and put it on.

"Okay?" He asked you, referring to his outfit. You noticed his tie was a bit crooked.

"Umm…it's a bit crooked."

He looked down to check it. Your hands involuntarily went for the tie to fix it. He kept looking at you as you fixed his tie, especially your lips. He was so tempted to kiss you.

"Thanks." He said.

"You are welcome. We should head to the meeting."

You both headed to the meeting. The meeting was pretty boring to be honest. Chris didn't like the idea the client was proposing you could see in his eyes. He was as bored as you. He was scribbling something down on his notes.

"So do we have a deal?" The client asked Chris as he finished his presentation explaining what he had in mind.

"No. I think your plan needs a little more upgrade. It is boring and cliche. Now stop wasting my time. leave." Chris said, and got up from his place. You rolled your eyes at his rudeness. And he noticed it but he pretended like he didn't.he clenched his jaw.

Time passed and the evening had come. You were ready to leave the office and head home.

“y/n.” Chris called out for you.

“ Yes, sir.”

“There is a charity event happening tonight. I want you to accompany me.”

“I have work to do at home.”

“You’ll accompany me as my date. Do as I say or I'll fire you.”

“Okay sir.” you said in defeat. “Motherfucker.” you whispered under your breath.

“What was that?”

“Nothing. I said okay sir.”

“Good girl. Now go get ready. I'll pick you up from your house around 7pm.”

“Is there any specific dress code for this event?”

“Yeah, wear something black.”

“Okay, I'll see you later.”

As soon as you headed back home you hunted down your closet searching for the perfect dress to wear. You found a dress. It was v necked with a long slit on your left side revealing your leg completely. You picked out a matching pair of footwear for it. 1 hour later you were ready and it was 7.

Just like he said Chris was waiting for you in front of your house with his black rolls- royce ghost.

*chris pov*

Holy fucking shit. Oh my fucking god. Holy mother of jesus. What the shit. How can a person look this damn good? I just love everything about her except for the fact that she is not mine yet. You gotta note the keyword ‘yet’. Cause I'm not going home tonight without making her mine.

y/n looked perfect in that black dress she is wearing right now. I opened the passenger seat door for her and helped her get in. Then I climbed onto the driver seat. I picked out the bouquet of flowers I bought for her and handed it to her. Her face brightened up.

“sir , you didn't have it.”

“Call me Chris. We are not in our workplace anymore.”

“Okay…Chris.”

My hands brushed her leg while I was operating the gear. First time it was an accident but the rest was not an accident at all. She let out gasps each time it happened and I was addicted to the sound of it. I would record and listen to it all day long.

“Chris, stop the car.” y/n said. I pulled the car into a dark street. It was so empty.

“What happened? Are you alright?” I was concerned for her suddenly. Was she not feeling well all of a sudden?

“I’m alright. What are you doing?”

“What am I doing?” I'm confused now.

“Yeah, with your whole ‘hand brushing my leg accidently’ thing? What are you doing?” she whispered the last part.

“I don't know. what do you think, y/n?”

“I think you want me, Chris.”

“I think you might be right.” I said , holding her chin while my thumb brushed her lips.

“I think we should kiss then.” she said. We were not in our seats anymore. We were in the backseat making out passionately. She was on lap grinding on my hard on. My hands were gripped tightly on her hips. My lips moved down her neck. She threw back her head, moaning.

I threw her beside me and knelt before her. I spread her legs and pushed her dress aside. She was fucking soaked. She was dripping through her inner.

She lifted her hips making it easier for me to remove her panties. I kept it inside my pocket. I kissed all over her inner thigh. I stroked her wet pussy and watched her whimper under my touch.

“Chris,kiss me.” she moaned in heat.

“No darling. I wanna see you touch yourself.”

“No, I want you to touch me.”

“Please do it for me.”

“Fine.” she said, reaching down but grabbed her hands stopping her.

“Also one more request. I wanna take a video. And I promise it will be safe with me and you if you want. No one will see it.”

“Okay.” she said. I thought she would say no and slap me in the face for asking. But I guess I am a lucky man.

I took my iphone out of my pocket and kept my phone ready. I started the recording as slipped her sleeves off her shoulder revealing her boobs. My fucking god. I want to take those nipples between my teeth and assault it all day long.

She rolled her nipples between her fingers looking straight at the camera and then me. Then she winked at me. And I was done. She wins and I lose. I set the phone down in a way it would cover both of us. I removed my pants half way and pulled out my penis. With no warning I mounted over her and pushed myself into her dripping wet opening.

“Chris, move faster.” she demanded.

The car was filled with her moaning, my grunts and the sound of our skin slapping together. The fact the camera was on and recording this whole thing turned me on more than anything.

She finished by coming all over my dick. I was about to pull out.

"Finish inside me. I'm on birth control." She said.

I picked up my pace. Her eyes rolled back. I slapped her pussy hard.

"Aahhh" she moaned in pain and pleasure.

"Why did you do that?"

"For rolling your eyes on me this morning." Her eyes wided. She thought I didn't notice but I noticed every single thing about her.

And I slapped again.

"Fuck what was that for?"

"For calling me a motherfucker."

I filled her inside with my cum. I pulled out of her. I kissed her boobs. I pulled my pants up and zipped it. I kissed her pussy which was now dripping wet from mine and her cum. I licked it clean. She pulled me up and kissed me. She sucked my tongue.

"Oh my my. I like how we taste together." She remarked.

"I know right."

I took the phone and stopped the recording. I took a pic of her boobs and pussy. She put back her dress properly, stealing away her best view from me.

"I would like to have panties back."

I took it out of my pocket and smelled it. She smells divine. I thought of giving it back but not anymore. I put it back inside my pocket.

"You aren't getting it back anytime soon."

"Chris, the panty stealer." She commented, with a fake gasp and laughing. I started laughing along with her.

We got back to our seats. And I started the car. We talked and got to know about each other on our way there. After ½ hour of driving to our destination we reached it.

I got out of the car and opened the door for y/n. She stumbled once she got on her feet. I helped her to stand steadily. We exchanged a mischievous smile. We were having flashbacks of what happened in the car.

We both walked into the party.

"Chris." She whispered looking at the crowd.

"What?"

"Did you lie about the dress code so you could match with me?" I looked down at my black suit and the colorful crowd.

"I think i might've."

We both stared at each other and burst out laughing.

"God, I think I like you so much." She said.

"I think I like you so much too."

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Taglist:

@simpingbutch

@wanniiieeee

@xoxoloverb

@sleutherclaw

@wobblymug

@randomwriter1021

@simpingbutch

@marvel-lover-shel

@luciamikael

@it-is-rebel-owl-ma-dudes

@vousty

@lineelilii

@dianaadanelyleon

@addrianne

@stariightjoyy

@blankspaceblankday

@fangirling-galore

@raajali3

@littlsstuff

@alexxavicry

[starboye]

I know this is a lot to ask, but I saw you had about 13 requests (after the JJ and John B fic 12 guess) but could you tell us what those fics are about? like a small synthesis

a fourth part to the nick nelson cheater series where he tries to mend things with reader and charlies

a chris sturniolo fic tht im not totally sure what to write abt

a tanner buchanan smut

a eijiro kirishima x male reader x katsuki bakugo where they play mortal kombat and who ever wins reader rides then till the other wins

a sam and colby fic where they propose to reader and the have soft sex with him with lots of sweet words

prince henry fic where he hires reader to photgrpah him bc he has a crush on reader (idk if its supposed to be a smut so if the person who made tht request sees this plz let me know)

ryan reynolds where he fucks his bestfriends son (aka you) after you teased him the whole night

dom kj apa and dom jacob elordi fic where they fuck reader while on vacation

brady hepner fic tht idk the story too (so also to the person who requested tht can ypu plz let me know if you want a story behind that)

chris evans in a secret relationship with reader after meeting him at a movie premiere and after the premiere chris shows reader who his new daddy is

ethan landry fic where reader finds out ethan is ghostface (kinda wanna make it into a yandere ethan kinda fic but idk)

ryan garcia fic where he waks up with a boner and reader offers to help him then ryan starts to eat out reader so it turns into a 69 then reader rides ryan

a finn wolfhard x jaeden martell x wyatt oleff x louis partridge x male reader that i still havent started (so sorry to the person who requested this but i will work on it soon promise)

[potterhead2207]

Fic Recommendations Masterlist 13

Marvel

@jbbuckybarnes - Kinktober - Day 27

@tonystarksproperty - Gangbang

Sebastian Stan

@itsamarvelfan - You’re Drunk

@hansensgirl - You Better Not Shout, You Better Not Cry

Chris Evans

@smediumsmeatbae - Happy Birthday, Baby

@stylesmygucci - Mundane Mornings

@stylesmygucci - Santa’s Cookies

@stylesmygucci - I Want A Baby

@venusstorm - Shake The Trailer

@itsamarvelfan - You’re A Kid

@itsamarvelfan - High Fever

@itsamarvelfan - Fight

@hellsbarnes - Thotty Thursday - Soft!Chris Evans x Reader

@andtheafterglow - Little Rebel

@andtheafterglow - Troublemaker

@chrisevansonly - Not A Typical Weekend…

@chrisevanslovesposts - Y/N Can’t Help But Check Chris Out During An Interview

Steve Rogers

@syntheticavenger - Manicure

@syntheticavenger - Untitled

@syntheticavenger - Untitled

@syntheticavenger - Good Girl

@syntheticavenger - Drive

@syntheticavenger - Bite My Tongue (Bide My Time)

@syntheticavenger - Untitled

@syntheticavenger - Untitled

@itsamarvelfan - Christmas Proposal

@riedswifts - After Hours

@oh-my-damn - Just Steve

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[vixxi]

Avengers family - Chris Hemsworth x Wife!Reader

You met your husband Chris in the release of your favorite character from Marvel Thor: The Dark world, he proposed to you pubicly when Marvel released Thor: Ragnarok.

You are with him almost 9 years and you are friends with his co-actors RDJ, Chris Evans and Tom Hiddleston, Chris supported you to become a actress as he and your friends helped you.

One day you got a message from Marvel that they want you to act in a backstory of Thor's wife and the place of filming is far away, Chris cheered you up and accompanied you to the train.

In the set you kept texting Chris as you prepared for some scenes, you even found in the closet Thor's armours from Thor to Thor Love and Thunder, you put them on and take some pictures in them in different poses to send Chris.

You giggled at his reply:

Me: (posted 21 pictures)

❤️❤️ Chris ❤️❤️: You look so hot and cute in Thor's armor Mrs. Odinson 😏

After finishing the scenes you got in the train back home, in the middle of the trip Chris texted you:

You laughed when you read his another reply:

You smiled, what a cute bastard, and after you get in the last train you looked trought the window, and saw a familiar shield with a star on the middle, you giggled as you saw your husband, Chris E., RDJ, Mark Ruffalo, Scarlett Johansson and Tom Holland in their Avengers costumes.

It was cute and nice of them, you get out of the train as Chris E. helped you to get your suitcase as your husband smiled at you softly with his blue eyes sparkle with joy "Surprise" he said as you hugged them.

"I thought that all Thor's armors are in th-" Chris H. stopped you "They let me borrow one of them" RDJ chuckled and said "Since you are done with the new movie kiddo, means you are a part of Avengers family"

You smiled as Tom gave you a copy of the mask of the character you just played 8 hours ago, you cried happily as Chris H. hugged you "Thank you guys so much".

[capevans3000]

The proposal

Summary: Chris had planned a very special date for you for a very special occasion. 

Warning: Just fluff stuff Note: Hope you guys enjoy this piece! Feedback and comments are always appreciated! <3 If you have the time, you can check out my Masterlist too! Thank you!

(Photo not mine!)

If Chris had been acting strangely for the past few weeks, you wouldn’t have noticed. As normal as he looked to the public, he was actually pretty eccentric, and you loved that about him.

On Friday morning as you left for work, Chris planted a kiss on your lips and reminded you of the date you were having with him that night. No matter how busy each of you were, there will always be planned dates. It was an agreement right from the beginning of your relationship that you two would always make time for each other. Of course, Chris was much busier than you, but being the perfect boyfriend he was, he never missed any dates. On top of the regular planned dates, you also look forward to impromptu dates or any pockets of time that you can spend with him, no matter how long or short.

“Yes, I remember. I’ll see you tonight.” You smiled and kissed him back.

Work was crazy but you would always light up when you receive texts from Chris telling you how much he missed you, and how was rooting for you. His motivation was what kept you going. When it was finally time to knock off work, you stretched your body and let out a silent yawn. You looked at your watch and although you were tired, you were excited for your date with Chris.

As you stepped out of your office building, you noticed that Chris’ car was waiting at the lobby. He didn’t mention that he was picking you up and you were under the impression that he was picking Dodger up from his sister. The original plan was to meet him directly at his house.

“What are you doing here, Chris? Where’s Dodger?” You approached Chris and hugged him.

“Well, I want to see you earlier, so here I am. And Dodger is still with my sister. He didn’t want to come home with me.” Chris chuckled. You nodded your head and followed him into the car.

Back at home, you took a quick shower and walked into the dining room to join Chris for dinner. When you stepped into the dining room, you were surprised to see that the table was empty. “Are we not dining here tonight?” You asked Chris.

“I thought we would have dinner someplace else.” Chris took out a piece of fabric and loosely tied it around your head to cover your eyes.

“What’s this for?” You laughed. You still hadn’t suspected anything because Chris was always full of antics like that and you had to keep up. Chris didn’t say anything but he picked up your hand and led you on a walk. It was a short walk and you knew you were still inside his home.

“Are you ready?” You heard Chris asked. You nodded your head and Chris untied the fabric. As the fabric fell, you opened your eyes and what greeted you rendered you a gasp.

In front of you was the most beautiful fort you had ever seen before. You didn’t know this, but Chris had spent the whole afternoon setting up this fort fashioned out of bedsheets and blankets. In front of the fort was a small opening and you could see throw pillows in them, making the fort look so warm and cozy.

“Chris!” You gasped.

“Let’s go in!” Chris laughed and led you into the fort.

When you stepped into the fort, you gasped again. The ceiling of the fort was decorated with fairy lights that lit up the entire fort, giving it a warm glow. When you sat down on one of the many throw pillows and looked up at them, they looked like stars.

“This is amazing!”

“I’m glad you like it.” Chris smiled. “I hope you’re hungry. I made you dinner.”

“You cooked? Someone’s really pulling all the stops, huh.” You teased.

Chris laughed and brandished two plates from the corner of the fort and placed it on a portable tray table between you and him. “I cooked you your favourite spaghetti.”

You looked at Chris and smiled warmly. “What’s the special occasion? Everything feels so romantic tonight.”

“Every date with you is a special occasion.” Chris laughed again. “Besides, I have always been a romantic guy.”

That part was true. Chris was every bit the romantic guy he always said he was. You have been with him for a long time, but even until now, you never got sick of his romances because they were always different.

“I think, I can make this dinner even more special. How about a movie?” Chris quipped.

Chris went and set up a portable screen in the fort so that it looked like a cinema. Through the projector The Little Mermaid started to play.

“Nice! I love Disney themed dinners.” You clapped your hands together in excitement. While the movie played, you and Chris dug into the spaghetti. The atmosphere was perfect. It felt as though you and Chris were out camping somewhere with the stars serenading you from above.

After dinner, you sank back down on the throw pillows and sighed with happiness. You loved every bit of this dinner date. Again, Chris had managed to make a simple dinner date a special one. You laid on Chris’ shoulders while the movie credits started to roll.

 Just when the movie came to a close, you heard someone knocked on the door. You looked at Chris quizzically. It was already pretty late at night.

You followed Chris to the door and he opened it. A delivery guy stood outside the door with a package.

“Ms Y/L/N?”

“Yeah, this is she.” You said and stepped forward to receive the parcel. You signed on the delivery form and came back into the house.

“I wonder what this is? I don’t remember ordering anything from online.”  

“Open it! Maybe it’s a present?” Chris asked, slightly more excited than necessary.

Back in the fort, you carefully opened the package and took out an A4 sized box. The box was beautifully decorated with ribbons. You gingerly opened the box to reveal a leather scrapbook. There was nothing on the cover of the scrapbook that could give you any idea what it could contain.

You placed everything down on the floor and plopped the scrapbook on your lap. You opened it and the first thing you saw made you tear almost immediately. It was the first picture that you have ever taken with Chris.

“Chris.”

Chris smiled and urged you to continue flipping the pages. As you flipped through the pages, you saw how Chris had chronicled all of the moments you have had with him since you met him. It was like taking a trip down memory road. You couldn’t contain your tears and you furiously wiped them away so they don’t fall and damage the photos. Beside every photo, Chris had even added captions. Some were funny, some were romantic, some were cheesy and some were just outright silly. When you got the last photo, your tears were already falling like crazy. The last page simply had the words “To be continued…” printed on it.

“Chris. This- this is perfect.” You cried. You were very touched that he went to all these trouble to make you this scrapbook despite how busy he was. You could tell it was meticulously made and definitely made with love.

“This is just another part of this date that I have planned for you.”

“There’s more?” You asked between your sobs.

 Chris smiled but didn’t say anything. He picked up the projector remote and clicked play.

Immediately the screen sprang alive. You turned and looked. More tears started to fall down your cheeks. You were watching a video collage of your family members, friends, colleagues, Chris’ family and friends, all greeting you and telling you how special you were to everyone of them.You were amazed that Chris had managed to contact all these people to record a video for you, which he had pieced so nicely together.

You didn’t realized that Chris had slipped away momentarily as the video collage was playing. At the end of the video, Chris and Dodger appeared on the screen. Chris sat in front of the camera and told you just how special you were to him. He was so earnest, so real and he was full of emotions. Your heart skipped a beat as he spoke. You were legitimately sobbing by then.

When the video ended, your eyes were red but your heart was full. You turned to find Chris, but instead, you saw Dodger at the entrance of the fort instead.

“Dodger!” You called and Dodger came running towards you. You noticed that he was wearing a shiny new collar. You hadn’t had the chance to look closer when Chris walked in. You could tell he was nervous. From behind his back, he took out a bouquet of your favourite flowers and handed it to you. You took it.

“Chris…”

“Did you notice Dodger’s new collar? Why don’t you look at the tag?”

You bent down and patted Dodger on his head and gently nudged the collar so you could see the tag clearly. What you saw, however, was not a tag, but a ring. The ring glistened under the fairy lights.

Before you could say anything, Chris knelt down on one knee and unsnapped the ring from Dodger. He looked up at you with the ring on his hand.

“Y/N,” He began. “Ever since you came into my life, my life had never been the same. You have made me realized that love is not just something we read in books and poems because you have made love real. You have made love a real thing that I never fully understood until you were in my life. Thank you for loving me for who I fully am. Thank you for embracing every of my weaknesses and scars, my fears and even my annoying habits. Please give me the chance to use the rest of my life to love you, take care of you, provide for you and be there with you even beyond the end of time. I love you so much.” Chris was crying too by then. “Will you marry me?”

You looked at Chris but your vision was blurred with your tears. Your heart was thumping so loudly with love for this man.

“Yes, of course I will marry you, Chris. A million times yes.”

Chris cried tears of happiness. His heart had swelled hearing the most beautiful word, “Yes”. He stood up and pushed the ring into your finger. “Thank you for making my life complete, Y/N. I love you.”

“I love you too, Chris.” Tears fell from both of your faces as you embraced tightly, the fairy lights still fluttering like stars above, the scrapbook containing memories you both shared laid at the side, support and love from friends and families lingered in the background, and Dodger nestled between you and Chris. The moment was perfect.

[peterthreeslovebug]

Just finished watching The Proposal and now I need AUs to read. Preferably Marvel if anyone has any recommendations 😩

[twittytelly]

Ask Me Properly

Chris Evans x Reader

Summary: While spending time with his family, Chris realizes that it's the perfect time to put his 'plan' into action.

Warnings: Fluff, fluff and more fluff.

Word Count: 1028

It had been a long time since Chris had felt like this. The mix of nerves, excitement and adrenalin had the potential to put his heart rate into overdrive; but, he had never felt so certain in a choice in his life, and once he had made the decision he had never felt so at ease. Still, he actually had to follow through on it.

When the few people he had confided in asked him what his plan of attack was, he just shrugged. The truth was that he had spent hours agonizing over every little detail. But, every where, when and how just didn't seem to be right. He was waiting for the mystical perfect moment, and hoped that everything would just fall into place once the time came.

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It was a warm summer evening, and all of Chris' family were over at your joint home for a barbecue. Food devoured, Chris was finally able to relax, especially as his niece and nephews had turned their attention away from him and onto you. Nursing a beer, he was in deep conversation with his brother when a delighted squeal cut through the cool breeze.

Turning towards the source of the noise, he couldn't stop the smile that spread across his face. There the three kiddos were giggling as they seemed to run away from you. Chris couldn't hear what you'd said to them, but he could see that you were also laughing as you chased them, Dodger barking playfully beside you. Chris had always adored how good you were with the kids, and seeing you act so naturally with them had fed his own dreams of having children of his own. But, you were both in agreement that that dream would have to wait for at least for another year. As if you could feel his gaze, you spun round and your eyes met his, giving a mock salute before turned your attention back to the children.

Whenever Chris would retell this story, he would never be able to fully explain what had happened next. If he wasn't already sat down, he was sure that he would've been knocked over by the wave of serenity that had washed over him. At that moment, there was only one thought that occupied his mind. It was if an ethereal being had crept up behind him, placed their hands on his shoulders and whispered in his ear.

This is the perfect moment, do it now.

“Earth to Chris! Are you still there?”

As Scott snapped Chris out of his daydream, the calmness was soon replaced by a moment of panic. He realized that when he decided to depend on spontaneity, he hadn't figured out what he was going to do or say without coming across unnatural.

Then, out the corner of his eye, Chris spotted his eldest nephew breaking away from the group and make his way back to the table to grab a drink. As the boy chugged down his soda, an idea formed in Chris' mind. Grabbing a clean napkin and borrowing a pen from his sister, he scribbled down his short, but succinct message while the rest of the family watched in bemusement. As Ethan turned to return to you and his siblings, Chris reached out to his nephew.

“Hey Ethan, can you give this to Y/N, it's really important that she reads it.”

“What is it?” Ethan asked, curiously unfolding the napkin.

“None of your business nosey!” Chris said jokingly, placing his hand over Ethan's to stop him ruining the surprise. Ethan ran back towards the group shouting your name, and Chris' heart was in his mouth. He had well and truly passed the point of no return, and all he could do was hope that you would be charmed by his school boy method. He was so engrossed in watching Ethan, he didn't hear the rest of his family ask what was going on. After what felt like forever, Ethan had caught up to you. Time slowed down as Chris watched you take the napkin from the child's hand and unfold it. As you read the message, your eyeballs seemed to bulge from your head. You looked towards Chris again, and a cheeky grin spread across your face as you bent down to reach Ethan's level. You didn't break eye contact as you whispered into the young boy's ear. As you stood back up, Ethan had turned and started back towards the other adults joined by his siblings, as if they knew something big was happening. One thing was certain, Chris was sure that he couldn't take the self-inflicted suspense any longer.

Ethan and company soon reached the table, and before Chris realized what he was doing he was knelt in front of them, his very being dependent on what was about to come out of the boy's mouth.

“She said only if you ask her properly.”

Chris looked turned to look at you again. Standing with your hands on your hips, you had not moved a muscle since you'd sent the kids his way. Without thinking, he launched himself on his feet and bounded towards you. He was so hyper-focused on you that he didn't know if anyone had tried to follow him, but he didn't care. Chris took in the sight that was before him. Your expectant smirk had turned into a full-blown smile, which was more radiant than the sunset behind you. Slowing to stop, Chris resisted the urge to scoop you up into his arms. The panic he had felt just a few minutes ago had dissipated, and Chris once again felt the serenity surge through him.

“So a little bird told me that you had something to ask.” You said, trying your best to suppress your excitement.

“I do.” Chris replied as he watched you intently tilt your head to one side. Falling onto one knee, Chris reached into his pocket, and pulled out the small, velvet box that seemed to weigh him down more than any dumbbell that he had lifted.

“Y/N, from the moment I met you, I knew that you were the one for me...”

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