#YES THIS IS WHY THERE IS SO MANY MUSICAL REFRENCES IN MY FIC

[fluideli123]

Writing about Leo's issues isn't enough. I must hear the absolute pain and eventual healing he'll go through.

(Yes this is a link to my SAA fic playlist)

[sunnysidevans]

𝐒𝐚𝐥𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐏𝐞𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐫 - 𝐂𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐬 𝐄𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐬

Summary: Chris is feeling down on himself and is feeling his age, you prove to him that he’s still in his prime.

Warnings: NSFW!! 18+ highly reccomended , daddy kink , oral (m/r) , uhh filthy stuff so dont read if you dont like 

Pairing: Chris Evans x Reader

Authors note: I don’t own any rights to the gif or the music refrences in this fic, if you get the refrences plz, if not you may have been to young to read this.

You sat down in bed beside Chris as he continued to read his book, glasses slightly perched on his nose, you thought back to when Chris asked you to buy him reading glasses, he was nervous to admit his eyes were getting a bit less sharp than they were. You smiled as you laid your head down on his shoulder as he set his book face down in his lap, looking down at you. “You look like a sexy professor” you whispered as he grinned and kissed the top of your nose gently “you think so?” he whispered back as you nodded quickly as your response. He couldn’t help the grin to spread across his face as you leaned up and kissed his cheek “whatcha reading?” you asked as he held the same book up he’s been reading for a while now. You smiled as you reached out to play with pieces of his locks as he hummed in content.  You finally convinced him to grow more, no buzz for a while and he surprisingly agreed, as you proved to him just why you loved the long hair and long beard combo.

You smiled as he laid back to give you more access to his hair to play with as he set the book aside with his glasses with a sigh, “you okay?” you asked him softly as you sensed the heavy sigh held some meaning. “I am just feeling old today thats all” he whispered as he looked up at you through his lashes, you tilted your head slightly “did something happen baby?” you asked as he shook his head quickly “no no, I’m okay I promise you” he smiled as he took your free hand and kissed your ring finger where your engagement ring sat. You smiled as you leaned down and kissed his forehead “I love you okay?” you asked him as he smiled sadly and nodded “I know you do baby, I love you more”. You kissed the top of his head and climbed out of bed, “where are you going?!” he whined as he sat up with a smirk “I have to pee and then I’m going to bed” you laughed as he pouted “but I want cuddles” he grinned at your chuckle as you walked to the bathroom and closed the door. 

Waking up the next morning you rolled over to be met with a cold bed, You were slightly used to it as you have been with Chris for almost four years but with being home a lot more, you got used to having the warmth of a bed. You furrowed your eyebrows as you opened your eyes slowly and saw his side of the bed empty, not even dodger. You sighed as you rolled out of bed and pulled the hoodie on Chris had on the night before and made your way downstairs. As you were making your way downstairs you stopped and saw Chris in his office behind his computer. You smiled as you leaned against the doorframe and crossed your arms “I can’t believe you chose her over me” you smirked as he lifted his head quickly from behind the laptop screen. He chuckled as he shook his head “I’m sorry you had to find out like this” he finished as you both laughed as he held his hand out for you. You took his hand as you made your way to the desk and sat on the edge beside him and his laptop. “What are you up to today?” you asked him as he smiled shutting his laptop “nothing now, would you like to make breakfast or shall i?” he asked standing in front of you wrapping his arms around your waist as you leaned up and kissed his chin “oh you can today I did yesterday”. 

FEW DAYS LATER

The last few days Chris had been acting strange. You couldn’t pinpoint what was happening but every sense he told you he was feeling old, he acted down on himself. You tried prying but knew you weren’t going to get much farther than that and knew he would tell you on his own time when he was ready. You made your way upstairs with the laundry basket to fold and take care of all of it. As you made your way up the stairs you stopped as you saw Chris in the bathroom in front of the mirror. With a frown on his face you looked at him and set the laundry basket down, “what are you doing?” you asked as you leaned against the door frame and watched him jump slightly. “Sorry to scare you babe” you smiled as he shook his head quickly with a sad smile. You continued to watch him as you waited for him to speak, he continued to look through his hair and his beard as he turned to you as he held his fingers to your face “a gray”. 

You looked at Chris’s hand and saw his hair between his fingers, the chestnut brown in his hands. You stood with your hands on your hips looking at him “is this what this is about?” you asked, crossing your arms. He looked at you with furrowed brows as he looked at the hair he held in his hands “I have greys in my hair and in my beard! (Y/N) I’m getting old!” he said, looking at you as you chuckled, walking to him, running your hand along his back in a soothing matter. You shook your head as he watched you in the mirror “Honey” you whispered as you shook your head quickly “You aren’t old, It's completely normal to have gray hairs okay? I think you are absolutely the sexiest man ever okay? Gray hair or not” you smiled, biting your lip as you grabbed his hand. Leading Chris to the bedroom you gently nudged him to the bed as he furrowed his eyebrows. “Babe” he frowned as you looked at him grinning “I’ll prove to you that you aren’t old” you smirked hands on your hips. 

Chris looked up at you from the bed biting his lip, you could already tell as you hadn’t touched him yet he was getting hard in his sweats. You grinned walking to the bed,climbing in and straddling his lap as you slowly stripped off your shirt. “See” you whispered as he reached out to unclasp your bra “No ‘old man’ would know how to unclasp a bra that fast” you grinned leaning down and kissing him passionately as you cupped both his cheeks. You heard Chris groan as you unconsciously grinded your hips down on his cock. He groaned as he laid his head back as you grinned at the access you had to kiss down his neck,sucking on his sweet spot. You kissed down Chris's chest as he opted for no shirt that morning. Kissing down his chest you kissed every tattoo in your path, as you did so you mumbled between kisses “No old timer is gonna get this hard fast chris” you smirked as he looked up as you tugged at the waistband of his sweats. Lifting his butt, you slid his  sweats down and tossed them aside behind you. You noticed his cock was already hard and leaking precum through his boxers as you grinned, licking the spot on his boxers. 

You smiled to yourself as you tugged his boxers down and his length sprung out, You couldn’t help to feel your mouth water, No matter how many times you gave him a blowie you were always so enticed with his length. You took his length in your hand, pumping slowly as he shivered from the coldness of your engagement ring. You smirked to yourself as you circled the tip of his cock with your tongue, taking in all the precum from the tip. “Fuck” he whispered throwinf his head back tangling his fingers in your hair as you took him into your mouth fully, bobbing your head and pumping what you couldn’t fit. Groaning against his length you looked up at him through your lashes and watched his face, the pleasure he was feeling. He looked down to meet your eyes as he smirked, holding your hair back he thrust his hips into your mouth with a groan as you held his thighs gently. 

“Fuck fuck fuck” he groaned as he slowly pulled you off his cock panting, “no no I can’t I need to cum inside you thats it” he groaned as you kissed up his cock and up his chest to soon meet his lips “oh really?” you asked as he smirked, rolling you over so he was hovering over you, his necklace hanging down between the two of you. Shivering you felt Chris's hand in your panties as your pants had been discarded earlier. “Oh, sucking daddy’s dick made you wet huh baby?” he smirked as he brushed your clit as he teased your hole with his finger gently. You nodded in response as his cold fingers rubbed your clit slowly. “Fuck if your going to fuck me” you looked up at him with a smirk as he smirked back “oh I definitely will be fucking you princess” he paused his assult on your clit as he grinned “just not yet” he slid your panties down and over his shoulder as he kissed your lips. You moaned as you felt his tip through your lips, Holding onto his arms you moaned against his lips as he slid into you slowly. Not giving you much time to adjust he held your thigh to his body as he thrusted into you at a quick pace. Moaning loudly you threw your head back as he continued thrusting at his quick pace. 

Gasping you moan loudly as you feel Chris find that spot. He smirked as he continued to thrust harder to hit your g-spot. You moaned loudly “oh fuck me” you mumbled as more of a whisper. “But baby daddy is already fucking you” he smirked as you gripped his arm tightly,digging your nails into his skin as he smirked and you moaned loudly. “Right there daddy please” you gasped, moaning loudly as Chris continued to thrust into you. “Oh baby your so tight, so warm, fuck I can feel you squeezing me” he mumbled as your arms wrapped aroumd him “fuck baby, are you gonna cum for daddy? Huh?” he asked as you nodded quickly in response “yes daddy fuck” you replied. Adjusting your bodies Chris moved around to get a new angle to hit your g-spot harder than before. Moaning he reached down rubbing your clit in fast circles “c’mon baby come for daddy” you gasped loudly, moaning as you gripped his wrist. Gasping loudly you arched your back off the bed, feeling the cold metal of Chris's necklace against your chest, shaking you cum around his length. As he continued to thrust into you a few more thrusts, he followed suit.

Falling against your chest you panted, running your fingers through Chris’s hair. “You aren’t old honey” you whispered “an old man definitely couldn’t do that” you grinned as you felt him laugh against your chest as you continued “I think the gray hair makes you look sexy” you felt him nuzzle into your neck “It reminds me like, salt and  pepper” you smiled “and what a mighty good man you are” you kissed his temple as he laughed. “I’m sorry” he whispered “why?” you asked as he mumbled “for not believing you and being a downer” you shook your head “you aren’t a downer baby, I understand it got to you, and I completely understand but you are still thriving and still are as handsome as ever” you kissed the top of his head. As the two of you cleaned up and he slowly fell asleep you smiled, he was truly in his prime, and you couldn’t help but to think what a mighty good man you were marrying.

[starshineandbooks]

It’s not much, but it’s a start - Chapter one

summary- The third instalattion in many more of the Sanders sides soulmate AU I have made, This is my house in projectingville,I invite you all over.Virgil has a bad discussion with his just made ex, and his siblings get him out, Logan taking his triplet to a flower shop their sister said to go to.It ends much better than it starts!

Pairings- Romantic Moxiety, Mentioned Logince and Demus

Warnings - implied/refrenced abuse (It’s not there much but it’s there a little), Screaming, think that’s it

Ao3

Virgil has had more than enough, eyes wide as his beloved boyfriend- ex his mind supplies, screams at him.

“You’re crazy! Why would I stay with you?! You make everything harder, and you stifle me! You aren’t even my soulmate! I wasted years on you!” Micheal growls.

“I-”

“Are you raising your voice to my brother?” A woman asks, stepping between Virgil and Micheal, the former barely recognizing her before Logan is gently leading Virgil away from the situation.

“Excuse you? Which freak are-”

“Shut your mouth now, sugar, wouldn’t  want you to lose any more knowledge with that flappin’ hole of yours.”

“Why you little-”

Virgil is out of earshot, and Logan is guiding him into a car, Logan’s car maybe? No, Roman’s then. 

“Virge?”

“It’s fine.”

“No, it isn’t. What happened?”

“I- I don’t know.”

“Okay. Okay, come on, We’ll take you to a safe place, come on.”

“What?”

“Bia’s always praising this place, come on now.”

Virgil stays quiet while Logan starts the car, leaving the parking lot of the restaurant quickly, long-distance might have been a mistake. But he’s here now. Oh who’s he kidding, he deserved this-

Virgil is suddenly walking into the door of a shop, the setting looks familiar, but where is he?

“I’m sorry kiddos, but we’re closed.” A voice calls from somewhere.

“I’m sorry, my sister Bia said if something happened tonight-”

“Hold up, Bia?” A laugh and a small man with wild curls appear from behind a floral display, “Why didn’t you say so? Oh, She’s so sweet, she’s all the time drawing me pretty flowers!”

“She’s what?”

“Yeah, she stacked courses, graduated, changed courses, she’s the lady who runs that tattoo parlor down the street, isn’t she? Bia Storm-Blacke?”

Logan nods, “Yes, you must be Patton then?”

“Logan?”

“Yes.”

“You look just like her. Or she looks just like- Sorry. Oh- honey,” Patton says gently and Virgil chokes a little, it’s too similar to his sister and mom, comforting and gentle, soothing like aloe on a burn, “Are you okay?”

Virgil, shaking and realizing he’s crying, shakes his head, no use lying. He’s always hated it anyway.

“Oh- C’mere,- Can I hug you?”

Virgil suspects that this Patton gives very nice hugs, and if his sister really did say to come here Patton can’t mean harm.

So, Virgil nods slowly, holding his arms out slightly, only to be pulled into a tight, oddly comforting hug despite not really knowing Patton.

Logan watches, hands clapped just so, barely fiddling with Roman’s class ring that’s a little too big but sits on Logan’s thumb.

Virgil’s skin tingles where Patton touches him through his clothes, and he jerks away as soon as it registers, eyes wide. 

He did not just lose Micheal to find his soulmate, that can’t be. Virgil loved Micheal, maybe Micheal yelled a lot, and maybe it was a work in progress, And maybe Virgil had or hadn’t deserved it, but he loved Micheal. With everything he’d had. Right?

Except, his mom hadn’t deserved his biological dad. Virgil has some thinking to do, but he can’t have met his soulmate so suddenly.

Patton stares wide-eyed at his arms, the tips of his fingers halfway up his upper arms is splattered like ink stains with purple and sky blue and a gentle gold with bright silver. A mess of colors and Virgil can’t help but know that it’s the right balance of each, can’t help the slight buzz in his mind at the mark claiming this undeniably pretty flower shop worker as his soulmate.

“Oh my goodness,” Patton breathes softly, eyes seeming to well with tears, or maybe that’s Virgil again.

“Fuck me,” Virgil grits, wrapping his arms around himself.

“Oh- I’m sorry,” Patton whispers. 

“What- it’s not your fault you dense bitch.” Virgil rolls his eyes, but flinches at the crumpling of Patton’s face, the face of a stranger that he is supposedly made for.

“I uh- I’d like to get to know you more if you want. But- I can’t offer you a relationship right now... But, I’d like friends, more later if we want it, but I think- friends maybe?”

Logan has his head tilted, one hand on Virgil’s shoulder.

Virgil swallows, at least Patton doesn't seem to want a romantic relationship right now, that’s nice. “I- uh- I’m in town for a bit, visitn’ my sister, wanna grab coffee tomorrow?”

“I know a nice place, it’s just down the road, the owner’s a little- silly, but it’s a good place,” Patton says gently.

“I’d like that,” Virgil says softly.

“I’m glad. Uh- I can open shop later, how eight-thirty tomorrow morning work for you? You can totally bring someone else too! I know- I’ve been told I can be a lot. And-”

“I might bring one of my siblings.” Virgil says then, “But- If Bia trusts you, you’re probably not horrible. Probably.”

“O-oh.”

“Uhm- You Okay Patton?”

“Oh- yeah! I’m okay.”

“Okay,” Virgil says, not believing it, but not pushing. He doesn't have that right yet anyhow.

“Well, congratulations to you two.” Logan says simply, “I wish you both luck.”

“I- thank you?” Patton blinks, looking to Logan as if surprised Logan is there at all.

“You are welcome. Now, I’ve been told if I come, to ask you for roses, lavender, and chamomile?”

“Oh, Bia’s usual order, uh sure. And- It looks like you two have had a rough night, Pick out any dozen flowers you like, for each of you, the order and the dozen flower sets will be on the house tonight.”

“Oh- Thank you.”

“It’s nothing,” Patton says softly, “Now, get a wiggle on kiddo, if someone made you cry like that I imagine your sister will be here any minute to coddle you.”

Virgil laughs softly, “You know here pretty well huh?”

“Oh yeah, she talks about you guys a lot actually.”

“Oh?”

“Says she misses you guys.” Patton shrugs, “And that you had decent music taste.”

Vigil laughs softly, a little shaky, but it makes Logan's lips quark, glad to see his triplet happy.

Patton hums, “You’re cuter than she said y’know?”

“What?” Virgil gapes, eyes wide.

“Bia, she tells everyone who’ll listen how cute you are, says you’re like a black kitten trying to scare others.” Patton’s voice is bubbly, and Virgil can’t help the indignant hitch his shoulders take.

“She what?!”

“She has a duo of friends that live up here with her, Jan’s backed her up, and Remus is usually- making food of some kind or other.” Patton shrugs, “I’m not really sure how they could be so vehement you’re adorable, and so under informing me of it too.”

Virgil scoffs, “I’m not cute!”

“You are, Virge,” Logan’s voice is seemingly cold, as usual, but Virgil recognizes the slight teasing lilt to it.

“I am not!”

“Yeah! What he said, probably!” A woman cheer as the door jingles happily, “Hey Patt, I see you’ve met my brothers?”

“Oh, hey B!” Patton calls, “I have, they’re very sweet.”

“Take it back,” Virgil hisses.

“Oh, they’re somethin’ alright,” Bia laughs, walking around the corner and Virgil sobers immediately.

“So, how are you today Patt?”

“Better than whoever got a hold of you three I’d imagine,” Patton goggles, “You want an Ice pack?”

“Nah, Remus and Jan can play patch up, I gotta get these two back to my place so they can sleep.”

Virgil stares at his sister, a bruising cheek and jaw, bloodied nose, a slight limp, another fight. This time with Micheal.

“He- did that?”

Bia turns, then shakes her head, “No, he yelled. His brother showed up and started fighting me because of some stupid, bigot reason or other. Now, you two are doing any better?”

“Oh, yes. Virgil found his soulmate!” Logan chirps, “Isn’t that great?”

Virgil glowers at the ground.

Bia looks between the brothers, then to a wilting Patton, “Lo, I don’t know. They’ve both had a really hard week, just- not every soulmate is romantic, lots are, some aren’t.”

Logan shrinks to himself slightly, “O-oh.”

“Hey, you didn’t do anythin’ wrong baby, come on, chin up or I’ll summon a Roman.”

Logan snorts, “Oh, yes.”

“She’ll do it,” Virgil says simply.

“I might get a duke, but it’s the thought that counts.” Bia nods sagely, turning to Patton, “And if you need me to go fight that- interestin’ lady I’ll do it. I’ll do it in a heartbeat.”

Patton shakes his head, “No, I’m okay. It just- I just need time.”

Bia nods, “Well, we should be gettin’ outta your hair, see you later Patty.”

“Bye hon.” Patton waves, watching as Bia leads her siblings out of the shop with gentle hands and biting remarks of taunting between triplets. 

Bia hums, “So, Patton huh?”

Virgil rolls his eyes, “Is apparently the soulmate that Micheal broke up with me over.”

“I’m sorry honey.”

“It’s-” Virgil sighs, “I don’t wanna talk about it, can we just go?”

“Sure, Ree and Jay will be thrilled to see you. You guys aren’t still fightin’ are ya?” Bia asks.

Virgil grumbles, “Noo… We don’t talk much but- we’re- we made up, we’re friends again.”

“That’s great, now, up the apartment stairs you go!”

“What- where do you- this is your place?!”

Bia nods, stopping in front of the doors to a brick apartment building, “Yep!”

“How? Isn’t it rough, it’s downtown?”

“Not as bad as you'd think, especially livin’ with Jan and Ree.” Bia shrugs.

“Oh god.” Virgil groans, getting into the elevator, “How are you still sane?”

“Bold of you to assume I ever was. Now, showers and to bed.” Bia says simply.

------- Next chapter

Okay, this is a little update/ author’s note feel free to skip!

I am writing the remile wedding fic

I’m editing the demus fic as well

Bia is a recurring character, if you want a fic focused on her, or any other ocs later, let me know, they like attention and keep trying to take over scenes.

I have sevral ideas, but Tumblr is a hell site and school is hitting full force, so I have less time to write.