#aaron evans

[bonobochick]

JaNa's 'Hearts on Fire" routine changing lives. 🐱

Love Island USA ep 6x31

[manganiello]

AARON EVANS

The Traitors, Season 1

[fuckyeahbananafreak]

the traitors’ aaron evans projects excited puppy vibe

[flow33didontsmoke]

when y/n does something so bad/embarrassing you have to facepalm and close your eyes for a minute

[natti-ice]

18+ mdni

that reality check hitting after reading smut

[colmiillo]

me acting like I just didn't read the most filthy nasty hot smut fic of my life

[frensbuzz-blog]

What Makes Aaron Evans a Multifaceted Personality?

Aaron Evans Love Island USA season 6 welcomed a new charismatic contestant, Evans, on June 11. This 27-year-old star has already captured the hearts of reality TV fans with his charm and humble demeanour.

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[aurynsia]

Touch Tank

James Potter x Reader

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Summary: Your friends discover that you and James have finally done the deed…

Warnings: 18+ MATURE THEMES, oneshot, suggestive content, implied intimacy, virgin!james x virgin!reader, teasing, Sirius being Sirius, mild wolfstar content, reader is embarrassed about intimacy, and, of course, James Potter is good in bed.

Word count: 1.4K

Masterist

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James had pleaded for you to stay behind to study at Hogwarts during this week’s Hogsmeade trip, claiming he couldn’t pass his next exam without his pretty girlfriend by his side. You began working at James’ desk before moving to his floor…then to his bed.

He stared at you with pure longing as you transcribed notes from your textbook, his touch was soft against your shoulders as he kissed your skin. His attention had completely abandoned his own notes long ago, preferring to cover you in gentle kisses pressed to your back.

You couldn’t pretend to focus on your textbook any longer, closing it softly before sending it to the dorm room floor. You turned to face your breathless boyfriend, silently begging you with his big brown eyes.

The make out session that followed was more passionate than any other you two had shared, James gripping at your skin as he rocked his hips into yours.

“We can stop here if you want to,” he muttered breathlessly during a short break. The corners of your lips threatened to tilt into a flirtatious smirk as you softly pushed him backwards. James’ growing desperation was obvious, the boy grinning at you while flipping your bodies over, resting on top of you and making you squeal as his lips traveled down your exposed skin.

The events that followed left you naked and panting beneath his sheets, gazing up at the ceiling in a daze as your boyfriend nuzzled into your neck with a satisfied groan and a beaming smile.

He clutched your sides protectively, sighing as he pulled back to gaze at your flustered face, grinning at the result of his handy work. He kissed up and down your jaw, pausing for a second to admire the marks left by his desperate affection.

You were still reeling from the memory of moments ago, brain fuzzy from the overwhelming pleasure. I was sure the first time was meant to be bad… you thought to yourself. Finally, you noticed James’ lovesick gaze at your neck and collarbone, eyes wide as you realised what he was observing.

“Might have to cover these up before breakfast tomorrow, darling,” he smiled apologetically with sleep lacing his whispering voice, “I went a bit overboard, I’m sorry…” He nuzzled back into your neck with a bashful smile, drawing circles on your skin with his fingers.

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The next day was cold with the promise of impending rain, a perfect climate for inconspicuously slipping on a turtleneck under your uniform before leaving for breakfast with your roommates. You had always maintained a sense of privacy with James, reluctant to tell your friend group quite as much as they tell you about their romantic escapades.

Mary, Dorcas and Lily took their seats on one side of the Gryffindor table as you saved seats for the Marauders on the other. Breakfast was peaceful, the four of you making small talk and enjoying your food before the Great Hall doors opened to reveal the more obnoxious half of your group.

James was looking particularly confident, smiling wide with crinkled eyes and walking with a slight bounce in his step. The boys piled onto the bench next to you while James reached over your head to pluck a peach from the fruit bowl.

“Morning hot stuff,” James winked at you as he slid into the space between you and Sirius, lacing a hand along your back, around your torso and between your thighs. You glared at his cocky grin, face warming at the intimate contact. “What?” he whispered, feigning innocence, “my hands are cold.”

“Uh- Mary was just telling us about this muggle game,” you diverted, “what was it called again?” Mary lit up, returning to her rambling about a complicated board game involving houses and train stations.

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You were far gone by the time Mary caught the others up to speed, engrossed in the way James was breathing against your skin and holding you against his warm, muscular form.

He began to pull at your turtleneck ever so slightly, first at your stomach to rub soothing circles into your skin, then at your neck to peer at his masterpiece from the previous night. James pressed a soft kiss to the highest mark, causing you to shiver and stare intently at your breakfast to distract yourself.

By the time your boyfriend had removed himself from your skin, Mary had finished her explanation and all eyes were on the two of you.

Sirius furrowed his brows, gazing from James, to you, back to James, then to Remus. Remus watched your interaction curiously, eyes gliding down to where James’ hand met the inside of your upper thigh, a familiar symbol of lust he knew all too well from Sirius’ own actions under the table. The girls across from you glanced at each other, then at Peter, before Dorcas completed the circle of confused looks as she stared at Sirius, who finally broke the silence.

“So, Prongs…get much study done while we were out yesterday?” James’ lustful grin faltered as he finally acknowledged your friends’ presence for the first time that morning, turning away from you and towards his roommate.

“Uh- yeah, yeah we did actually! Totally prepared for the exam, Minnie will be praising me,” he pulled one of his hands away from your skin to the back of his neck, scratching in an awkward display of nervousness. His other hand traveled down your leg to rest on your knee, a far more common sight for the two of you. Sirius wasn’t convinced.

“Uh huh…and what’s that exam on again?” He smirked, looking you up and down as you gulped under his glare, “Anatomy?”

Dorcas choked on a laugh, dribbling juice in the process while the others muffled their amusement with their hands. James bit his lip, wincing at the realisation that he had been far too obvious with his intimate affection.

He turned back to you, seeing the bright red hue of your face and the embarrassed downturn of your head. He threw his arm around your middle in confident comfort. Your eyes were glued to a single berry on the edge of your plate.

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Your friends had released a long series of sounds of amusement, cheering in celebration at their recent discovery. “With the way James talks about you, love, I’m surprised he didn’t jump you on the first date!” Sirius cackled, causing James to crack a sympathetic smile in your direction before nuzzling into your neck once again.

“I think this makes us the most experienced group in the school now that you two lovesick dogs, have…you know…” Lily trailed off, “Wait, we are talking about these two losing their v-“

“Obviously!”

James had fully phased out the conversation, getting intoxicated on your scent as his held you close with eyes closed in satisfaction. You were warming up to the conversation now, brushing James’ mess of hair away from his mouth as you giggled at the excitement that erupted from your section of the table.

“So,” Sirius continued, leaning over to you with an obnoxiously loud whisper, “is Prongs good in bed?”

“Yes.”

“Sirius,” James whined, sitting up in the process, “don’t push her- wait, what did you say?” He spun around to face you with wide eyes as you smirked back at him. You were already knee deep in this conversation, it couldn’t hurt to boost your boyfriend’s ego and satisfy his recently discovered lust for praise.

“He’s amazing, in fact…boys, why don’t you go on another secret trip to Hogsmeade tonight? I’m sure you’ve already run out of chocolate, and James could probably do with a room to himself…” you teased in the direction of the remaining Marauders before spotting James’ glossy eyes and parted lips in your peripheral.

He clung tighter to your middle as Peter gazed at you with a confused frown. “But we went yesterday, we still have a lot of-“ he glanced at the others, all adorning knowing smirks. “Ohhhh…yeah, yeah we can do that.”

James turned to Peter with a bashful smile, mouthing a thank you that made the group burst out laughing once again.

Finally remembering their breakfast, your companions returned to cleaning their plates as James continued consuming his, kissing you along your jaw and resisting the urge to line you up on the table then and there. He bit into his peach suggestively, batting his lashes at you.

“No more PDA at the table, Jamie.”

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[quackstr]

twitter links • rpf

featuring: henry cavill, chris evans, tom welling, alan ritchson, tom hardy, aaron taylor johnson, david corenswet, tom holland, zane philips

male reader

henry cavill forcing you to service his cock.

henry cavill fucking you so good your eyes roll back into your head.

henry cavill making a f@g out of you.

professor!chris evans breeding you.

taking chris evans in the back seat.

coach!chris evans taking you under the cover of night.

tom welling loves how well you take his cock.

alan ritchson having his way with you.

jerking alan ritchson off.

tom hardy destroying your guts.

riding aaron taylor johnson.

tom holland using your throat.

zane philips giving you a creampie.

getting spitroasted by tom holland and chris evans.

chris evans and henry cavill sharing your hole.

stuffed by henry cavill and alan ritchson’s cocks.

female reader

henry cavill mercilessly pounding into you.

you and henry cavill on park date.

henry cavill is too big for you.

chris evans choking and enjoying you as he likes.

chris evans fucking the shit out of your hole on the couch.

tom welling breeds you.

fratboy!tom welling is too much for you.

riding tom welling in his room.

alan ritchson loves destroying your pussy from behind.

tom hardy’s cock is massive.

aaron taylor johnson pounding your pussy.

david corenswet’s dick is too good.

david corenswet eating you out.

giving tom holland head in car.

tom holland breaking you.

taking tom holland doggystyle.

tom holland can’t get enough of your pussy.

solo

henry cavill using a fleshlight and thinking of you.

the type of videos chris evans sends you when he’s away for work.

alan ritchson rubs one out.

david corenswet jerking off to thoughts of you.

what roommate!tom holland gets up to when you finally fall asleep.

zane philips needs your hole so soon.

[elainiisms]

i am going to obsess over this male character in a way that is so lesbian

[mieczyslawn]

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ★ . . . my boyfriend’s pretty cool

[idwsonicnews]

Updated: Sonic the Hedgehog #72 Preview

Script: Evan Stanley (@spiritsonic/@evanstanleyportfolio) Pencils: Aaron Hammerstrom (@aaronhamm) Inks: Matt Froese Colors: Reggie Graham (@ziggyfin) Letters: Shawn Lee Associate Editor: Bixie Mathieu Editor: Thea Cheuk Production Design: Johanna Nattalie

[manganiello]

AARON EVANS

The Traitors, Season 1

[ginerva-mollyweasley]

him & james potter & aaron (from traitors bbc) give off the same energy

Never before in my 25 years of life have i ever seen a man with such golden retriever energy honestly the purest of himbos the beefcake with a heart of gold we all deserve his muscles are as big as his heart his pecs rip through his shirt the way his eyes rip through your heart-

[v2mpyc2t]

lol not me bed rotting and reading fanfiction about a fictional character that would most likely not even go for someone that looks like me :) im very mentally unwell but a girl can dream.

[natti-ice]

every time i remember my favorite person isn’t real