#chris evans blurb

[imyourbratzdoll]

Hey babe!! I'm beyond obsessed with your recent Lloyd/Ransom lollipop fic! Could we perhaps get a follow up where Lloyd tests out said lollipop on reader?👀🥵

hi baby! I'm so so so sorry for taking so long to do your request! I hope you like what I've done.

last part to wedding crasher and the prequel lollipop

summary - after your ex ransom crashed yours and lloyd's wedding and revealing your dirty little secret. your now husband wants to try it out for himself on your honeymoon.

warning - smut, food play, being called a slut, daddy kink.

18+ only please, the gif isn't mine and divider by @newlips

After the wedding and your ex crashing it, Lloyd decided during your honeymoon that he should be allowed to experience your lollipop kink. So, that’s exactly what he did. After a lovely romantic dinner, he led you back up to the room and threw you on the bed, reaching over with a devilish smile as he pulled out a strawberry lollipop from underneath his pillow, bringing you into a rough make out session before he begins with his plans. Which leaves us too now.

“Stay still, Pumpkin. Let daddy fuck you with this sweet treat.” Lloyd growls, you’re sprawled out on the bed, lips puffy and swollen from your husband kissing you roughly, your cunt dripping as you anticipate what’s going to happen. Lloyd lies between your legs, his tongue flicking out to wet his lips as he eyes your glistening folds. One hand grips your hip, holding it down while the other rubs a strawberry flavoured lollipop between your folds. The lolly bumping against your puffy clit causes soft whimpers to fall from your lips. “I chose strawberry for us, Pumpkin. So, whenever you see anything resembling a strawberry, you’ll think back to this night.” He smirks, “Be a good girl for daddy.” He says with a hint of a warning behind his words, knowing how greedy you can be once he gives into your desires.

Your eyes roll back as he pushes the sweet treat into your cunt, his cock twitches as he watches you practically suck the thing in as though it were your mouth doing it. “L–Lloyd!” Smack “Daddy!” You moan as he coats the lolly with your juices, picking up the pace and swirling it around, hitting your sweet spot. 

Lloyd thrusts the lollipop faster and harder into your sweet cunt, his thumb connecting to your puffy clit, groaning as your back lifts from the mattress and you begin to squirm. Your fingers curl into the bedsheets as he fucks you hard, slowly turning you into his kinky little slut with each movement. Lloyd huffs out a chuckle, “Huh, your ex was right. You are a kinky little slut.” 

His words cause tingles to erupt throughout your body, juices flowing out of your now strawberry-flavoured cunt as you cum. You slowly sink back into the mattress, hazy eyes locking onto Lloyd’s as he gently pulls out the lollipop, you whimper as you watch him put it in his mouth, swirling his tongue around the treat as he collects your taste. Your eyes widen as he crawls up your body, leaning over you with the lollipop hanging loosely in his mouth. He hums, “I think I just found my new favourite treat, Pumpkin.” 

The rest of the night is filled with everything imaginable, not leaving the bed until two days had passed and you were utterly fucked out. 

thank you for reading!

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[ash5monster01]

Addicted To You

Pairing: Chris Evans x FemReader

Warnings: 18+, MDNI, dirty talk, thigh riding, language, fluff, desperation, no use of y/n

Summary: Unable to keep dirty thoughts about your boyfriend at bay, when he provides an opportunity, you take it.

word count: 1.5k

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He had to know what he was doing, he just had to. There was no other explanation for the tight white T-shirt on his form and the way he leaned over you at dinner, his heavy cologne invading your senses and T-shirt tugging down to reveal his tattoos shaded in by heavy chest hair. Maybe it was just you, a desperate and aching need filling you at the idea of him. Already drunk off just his smell and the heavy way his accent lolled off his tongue. You were desperate for him, in literally anyway, imagining that same tongue that peeked out to lick his lips was somewhere on your body instead. 

It’s not long until the other dinner guests leave, you and Chris automatically in the habit of cleaning up after the fun night. You retrieve all the dishes and dump them in the sink, determined to have them all placed in the dishwasher while Chris collects empty beer bottles scattered around the home. You’re thankful for the distraction, arms wet to your elbows as you rinse each dish, mind no longer wandering on Chris’ broad body and all the things you want to with it. 

“Sorry,” Chris’ voice suddenly mutters, a hand falling to your hip as he presses his hard body against your back. His free hand reached above the both of you, opening the cupboard there to retrieve who knows what. The infiltration has you tightening your grip on the ledge of the sink, the curve of your ass fitting perfectly into the dip of his crotch. A perfect puzzle piece match and you can’t help the way your head droops and a sigh escapes your lips. This doesn’t go unnoticed by Chris either, realization dawned on him that you are putty in his hands. 

“You okay?” he asks, voice low and heavy in your ear. You gulp, trying to keep your voice steady and mind off of the fact you would do anything to desperately grind back into him right now. 

“Ye-yeah. I’m fine, just a little dizzy from the wine,” you say, eyes opening and offering a soft smile over your shoulder. He hasn’t moved away yet, fingers still wrapped around your waist, and he doesn’t realize he might just be the death of you. 

“Okay, you sure?” he asks, this time with less curiosity in his voice. It makes you question his reassurance until you feel him push tighter against you, hips lifting just a bit that you can now feel him under the curve of your ass. 

You don’t answer, unsure if any words could actually come out right now. Your knuckles turn white from how hard you grip the sink and Chris abandoned whatever it was he came to grab in favor of turning off the sink. His hand returns to hold the other side of your waist and it’s at this moment you realize how screwed you are. 

“I don’t think it’s the wine making you dizzy. I mean I’ve never seen you so desperate,” he mutters, hips rolling into you again while one of his hands trails to your stomach, pushing you tighter against him. This time you can’t help the whimper that escapes your lips, your ears turn red from embarrassment but Chris just grins. Slowly his hand dips under your shirt, a large palm gliding up your stomach and rising the fabric with it. When he reaches the cup of your bra, your body finally stops fighting him, your ass grounding into him while your head flings back to rest against his shoulder. 

“It’s your fault,” you accuse, more whines leaving you as he lays his hand across your breast and offers a soft squeeze. 

“Yeah baby, how’s that?” he asks, lips closing on your neck and leaving the faintest of kisses. Cleaning the house has now been abandoned in favor of each other, a desperate need coming from you both. 

“You’re just so big and you smell so good. Every two seconds you had your chest in my face and I’m just a girl,” it’s nonsense, pure nonsense leaving your lips because what words are there to even say as he feels this good pressed against you. 

“So all night, you were just sitting there and imagining me in the most filthy ways?” he asks, a hand brushing some hair away from your shoulder so he could have more access to your neck. He continues to taste the skin there, sucking softly and soothing it over with his tongue. 

“Not exactly, I was imagining all the different ways I could use your big body to please mine,” you answer honestly, in too deep to go back now and a little dizzy with the idea he might actually give you what you wanted. 

“Care to show me?” he asks and you nod eagerly, not a bit of shame in your eyes as he releases his hold on you and guides you to the living room couch. He stands before you, a mischievous grin on his lips as he presents himself to you. 

Without any words shared you grab the hem of his shirt, lifting and revealing more and more of his happy trail. He allows you to remove his shirt, enjoying the way you gape at his sturdy and hairy chest like it was some sort of dessert. When the fabric is thrown somewhere to the side, your small fingers take their time wading through chest hair and exploring the tattoos littered along his chest. He tries to hide the way he shivers as you glide them down and tangle in his happy trail before finding the buttons of his jeans. It's not often he relents control in the bedroom but how turned on you are for him when he had done nothing to you yet made him desperate to submit. He was curious to know what had been in your head all night. 

“Look at you,” you muse, smirking up at him as you grip his length through his strained briefs. He winces at the sensation before grinding into your palm. He’s so hard for you already but having him inside you wasn’t first on the list. “Sit down Chris.”

He is quick to obey, unsteady steps backward until he falls to the couch. He still looks so big against the cushions and you just smile as you slowly undress. Your panties are a mess and you can feel your arousal on your thighs as you look at the Greek God of a man in front of you. Once completely naked you stalk your way over to him, one leg hooking around his waist. He prepares for you to follow suit with the other but instead it wedges between his legs and your wet heat settles against his thigh. 

“Fuck baby,” he says heavily at the sensation. His hands grip your hips, to ground you or himself, he’s not sure. His length pushes against the top of your thigh and you laugh lightly at the very dirty predicament you're in. 

“Been imaging this all night,” you tell him before gliding your hips forward. You move easily due to how wet you are and even though his cock barely brushes along your leg, he’s the one moaning. Discovering it felt even better than imagined you find a rhythm and begin to grind down on him. It should be embarrassing, using him to get yourself off, but the way he looks at you mesmerized takes it all away. 

“Please cum like this?” he begs and you just whine, your clit scraping over his leg hair just right and he removes a hand from your hip to grope your breast. You moan again when he pinches your pebbled nipple and Chris is certain he might cum in his pants just from this.

It’s not long until you feel that coil tightening in your stomach, your slick dripping down his thigh, and you’re so close. Chris notices and brings his mouth to your breast, sucking your nipple softly into his mouth. The new sensation has the rhythm of your hips faltering but he uses his hands to steady you and when he switches to the other nipple, your body stutters to a stop. You convulse, slumping into him as you finish all over his thigh. Chris’ cock jumps, his precum leaking desperately through the fabric, and you look so fucked out already. 

“I think that was the hottest thing I’ve ever experienced,” he mutters, nuzzling you close and you hiss when your sensitive clit nudges his thigh. He’s so hard it almost hurts. 

“Can I ride your abs next?” you ask and he lets out a hearty laugh, head tipping back in the process. You smile softly, eyes heavy with exhaustion and Chris looks at you lovingly. 

“Not yet, I need to be inside you first. Maybe tomorrow,” and you don’t complain as he uses his strength to lift you and lay you along the couch. You watch dreamily as he finally removes his boxers and frees his length. It’s so hard it nudges his pelvis, angry and red. Your pussy clenches just at the sight and he grins before sealing his lips against yours and pushing up inside of you. 

Finish cleaning the house be damned.

[intoanotherworld23]

Intoxicating Touch

Summary: you were Chris’s favorite drink, and he got drunk so quickly off of your touch

Warnings: mdni 18+, mature context, explicit sexual content, unprotected sex, dom Chris Evans, praise kink, spanking, overstimulation, dirty talk

A/N: I haven’t written for Chris Evans in a hot minute and it’s been long overdue so I hope y’all enjoy! I owe this one for @rogersbarber since they always checked in on me, and have been patiently waiting for me to write for him again! Reblogs and comments are encouraged and appreciated always support your fanfic writers! Also, my Chris Evans tag list is still open so feel free to join! Thanks! XOXO

Hall of Hunks

Chris Evans was the epitome of sex. Fucking you cruelly pounding your tight hole with no mercy whatsoever. His tight grip on your body was sure to leave marks almost like you were a canvas for him to draw on. Cries of pleasure leaving your lips calling out only his name.

"That feel good sweetheart?" He hisses directly into your ear as a hand comes down on your backside. A jolt coursing through your body at the impact making him snicker. Encouraging him to spank you again and again until he could see the outline of his handprint on your skin.

"Mmmm it feels good." Nodding your head as you turned your cheek to lay against the marble table that you were currently bent over. Lost in the intoxicating bliss of his touch your mind in a whole other world.

“That’s it baby fuck yourself against my cock.” He encouraged when he noticed you started to back your hips back to meet his. Keeping himself still for a few minutes and let you have control for a little bit. Loving to see this side of you that would come out of nowhere.

Tears glistening in your eyes as he pushed his hips harder against you your body being pushed forward on the table. Breasts rubbing against the table sending shivers down your spine. His lips warm and eager as they trailed across your shoulder leaving a trail of saliva across your skin.

"You're incredibly tight baby." His deeps voice drips with praise as his thrusts quicken. Moving your hands in front of you splayed out as you gripped the end of the table. “Don’t know how much longer I can keep going.”

Thick warm hands gripping your flesh as he squeezed the fat in the palm of his hands. Relishing in the softness of your curves. If there was one thing Chris loved it was to always be touching you. Watching as goosebumps would appear on your skin when he touched a certain spot.

"Oh my god." You whimpered closing your eyes shut as the senses started to overwhelm you, and you could feel the heat swarming your body. Feeling the stretch of your walls every time he pushed himself all the way into your gut.

Sex with Chris was always mind blowing, and definitely had you feeling sore for several days. He knew all the right places to touch, and right words to say. Chris knew your body inside and out even when you think he didn’t he could surprise you by awakening a new kink. He was adventurous and just wanting to explore new horizons with you.

“Use that pretty mouth and tell me how good it feels.” He demands as he stills his hips his voice laced with a mocking tone. The words stuck in the back of your throat as you struggled to speak any words.

“Come on baby, tell me how good I’m fucking this cunt.” Pulling back then slamming his body straight into yours with full force a scream leaving your lips.

“It feels so fucking good Chris.” Relentlessly pushing and pulling you back until all you could muster was gasps and whimpers.

Chris always thought you looked the most beautiful with makeup smeared down your face, and a glazed over look in your eyes. If he could take a picture of your face every time he would have enough to make a book describing each moment.

“I know you’re so close sweetheart.” He cooed as he leaned forward his chest pressed to your back kissing under your ear sucking on the flesh nibbling down hard enough to make you cry out. Reaching a hand between your bodies slithering his way to your swollen clit. Rubbing the nub in rhythmic circles alongside his thrusting. The feeling was becoming overwhelming as your head started to spin and your vision was becoming blurry.

“‘M right there baby let go. Wanna feel that creamy cunt cum around me.” Grunting and growling like a wild animal as he could feel himself getting closer. Your moans and whimpers getting louder as your knees started to buckle making it harder to stay still.

“Come on you know that’s all I want.” He begged as you recognized the familiar clench of your stomach around his length. Using the table to keep yourself propped up entire body going limp. Tummy sagging from the intensity and pure exhaustion as you just continued to lay there. Legs shaking as he fucks you with reckless drive.

Large hands palming the rounds of your ass as he uses you as leverage. Flesh of your ass cheeks jiggling and sticking to his thighs as the coil in your stomach becomes painfully tight. A low arch to your spine as he plunged deep inside your guts and hit that sweet spot.

“Fuck me that’s it I’m cumming I’m gonna cum in that sweet cunt of yours.” You whine with various cries his cock twitching aggressively inside of you.

A sharp gasp escapes him as he can feel you clenching your tight walls around him a warm liquid flood around his cock. Keeping still as he squirts his seed in your raw cunt some of it leaking out and dripping down your thighs. The feeling was ticklish but your legs trembled with ferocity that you didn’t care.

It was as if someone turned on the hose as he pulled out swiftly watching yours and his fluids descend to the ground. In awe that you were able to hold that much inside your stuffy and swollen cunt. Keeping hold of your body and he helped ease you through your long orgasm. A sheen of sweat glistening your body like a diamond.

“Fucked that delicious cunt so good.” He proudly stated as you tried to involuntarily push that last of the milky substance from your body. Licking your dry lips trying to obtain some type of moisture.

“So proud of you my sweet girl. You did so good for me.” Praising as he now rubbed his hands up and down your sides soothingly this time. Such sweet words had you weakly smile as your eyes started to grow heavy. Thinking it was over but mistaken when you felt the soft push of his swollen head into your throbbing cunt.

“And I need more.” He growls.

[avenging-fandoms]

imagine chris being way more clingy than normal one day and you’ve got no idea why, he doesn’t leave your side all day but never tells you what’s wrong, but you finally coax it out of him that night and he says he’d had a bad dream where he lost you so he didn’t want to let you out of his sight all day:((

Chris's spot next to you in bed was usually empty when you woke up. He’d be out at the gym, walking Dodger, sometimes cleaning the house. When your eyes peeled open there he was, back to you while his phone played at a low volume as he watched videos on Instagram.

You press your hand against his ribs, scooting forward and draping your arm over his stomach with your eyes still closed and you planted a soft kiss on his skin.

"Well what a nice surprise." You mumble into his skin, a soft nose laugh coming from Chris as he grabs your hand and pulls it to his chest. "Just wanted to be lazy today?"

"Yeah.." He sighs, your eyes peeking open and watch his back muscles move with every slow breath. You trace a heart on his spine, Chris finally turning to face you kissing you like he hadn’t see you in months. His hand held the back of your head and gripping your hair softly.

Chris pulls away and pecks your forehead. You check your phone, realizing you had no food in your fridge as your stomach gurgles and you groan. "Do you want to come get groceries with me? I know you hate shopping but-"

"No I'll come, you wanna shower together to save some time and water?" He asks and you smile, nodding. You both get out of bed and you stop him, hand on his bare stomach.

"Did you take Dodger out?"

"Yeah I did, earlier this morning" You nod. He probably woke up at his normal time and did everything for Dodger then came back to bed.

You and Chris shower together, Chris spending his time pampering you. You were getting worried. You surely didn't miss an anniversary, or his birthday, so you were so confused why he wanted to come shop and pamper you in the shower. Maybe he was just a good husband.

A little over an hour later, you two were off to Costco. You sat in the passenger seat while Chris drove, a hand on your thigh the whole way with your Dunkin breakfast, his treat. You didn't question this, he was always holding your thigh while driving.

Although at the grocery store, his hand was always on your back, arm, hand, or shoulder. This wasn't normally how he acted, he usually ventured off himself and grabbed things he wanted, or following you and complaining and asking how much longer. However today he was right next to you as you walk up and down the aisle - his least favorite thing ever - not a peep coming from him except to chime in on what or whatnot to get.

You two get the shopping done in two hours, and you tried to break Chris in the store by going to the miscellaneous sections and taking your time, but he let you. You two bring the groceries in and he lets Dodger out while standing at the sliding door and watching you put the groceries away.

“Chris, have I done something wrong?” You broke and he knits his eyebrows in confusion. “Did I forget an anniversary? Is it the anniversary of when we met? You know I can never remember if it’s the 12th or 13th.”

Chris lets out a soft chuckle, crossing his arms over his chest after letting Dodger back in. “No, you didn’t do anything wrong. No anniversary, and it’s the 13th.”

“Then what is going on, hon? You’ve been up my ass all day. Not that I care, but you’re never like that. You love to love me but you would not let me out of your sight or would hold onto me. What is going on?” You walk over to him and place your hands on his shoulders, darting your eyes back and forth between his sad ones. “Chris..?”

His arms wrap tightly around your waist, picking you up off the ground softly with just your toes barely on the ground. His hand reached up and held the back of your neck, taking in your smell and you rub his back. “I had this really bad dream last night. You were in a crash and I was with you. I sat next to you as I watched you.. oh God Y/N it was so bad.” He cried softly and you held him tighter.

“Chris you should’ve woke me, why didn’t I wake up when you did?” You pull away and hold his face, wiping a tear with your thumb.

“I wasn’t thrashing or anything, just a jolt awake. There was some light outside so I took Dodger outside and sat out there for a bit before coming back in here. Couldn’t go back to sleep so I watched you sleep for a bit then went on my phone.” He laughs to himself. “I sound like a stalker, I watched you sleep.”

“You watched me sleep because you had a very real feeling dream.” Your arms wrap around his neck. “You should have woken me up, honey. Especially if it’s a dream like that.” He nods and hugs you again, taking a deep breath. “Do you want to get some comfy pjs on and watch some Disney movies in bed while we order food?”

Chris pulls away and rubs his nose against yours, lips brushing over yours. “We just went shopping for 8 hours, we have food here.” You giggle, his nose pushing your head up more as your nails scratch the back of his head.

“I don’t feel like cooking, and it takes time for the food to get here.” You whisper and he hums, kissing you and swiftly picking you up and taking you upstairs.

[drtyelvisfantasy]

Love in the Hamptons🤍🥂

Parings: Chris Evans x reader

Summary: You and Chris spend a romantic weekend in the Hamptons

Song for the fic: Old Money- Lana Del Rey

The warm summer breeze swept through the car as Chris drove down the winding road towards their house in the Hamptons. The scent of saltwater filled the air, and the anticipation of a relaxing weekend away together made your hearts flutter.

As the both of you arrived at the stunning beachfront property, Chris parked the car and turned to you with a grin. "Welcome to our little slice of paradise," he said, his eyes sparkling with excitement.

Hand in hand, you and Chris walked up the stone pathway, surrounded by vibrant flowers and manicured gardens. The sound of seagulls filled the air as the both of you reached the front door. Chris unlocked it, revealing a beautifully decorated beach-style interior that exuded warmth and comfort.

Your eyes widened in awe as you stepped inside. The spacious living room boasted large windows that overlooked the ocean, inviting the golden sunlight to fill the space. The scent of fresh ocean air mingled with the soft sound of waves crashing against the shore.

Chris wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling them close. "This place has always been my sanctuary," he confessed, his voice filled with affection. "And now, it's ours."

Over the next few days, you and Chris reveled in the beauty of the Hamptons. The both of spent lazy mornings strolling along the shoreline, the both of your bare feet sinking into the warm sand. The sun kissed your skin, and laughter filled the air as the both of you chased each other, playfully splashing water.

In the afternoons, you and Chris explored the quaint little town nearby, hand in hand as you both ventured into charming boutiques and indulged in ice cream cones. The both of you shared intimate conversations over candlelit dinners, savoring every moment of each other's company.

As the sun began to set, you and Chris would retreat to the porch, sinking into plush chairs as you both watched the sky transform into a canvas of vibrant colors. With your fingers intertwined with his, you and Chris would whisper sweet nothings and dreams for the future to each other, feeling the weight of Chris’s love grow stronger with each passing day.

On one particular evening, a gentle breeze rustled through the palm trees that lined the property. Chris pulled you into a slow dance on the porch, swaying to the rhythm of the waves crashing against the shore. The soft sound of “Moonlight Serenade” by Frank Sinatra playing in the background added a touch of magic to the moment.

The both of your hearts beat in sync as the both of you danced under the starlit sky, together your was love casting a warm glow around the both of you. In that moment, the world seemed to fade away, leaving only Chris and you in your own little universe.

As the night wore on, the both you wrapped yourselves in blankets and lay on the porch, your bodies pressed close together. Your fingertips traced constellations in the sky, sharing stories and dreams that the both of you had never spoken aloud before.

Eventually, exhaustion took hold, and you both retreated to the cozy bedroom, falling into a peaceful sleep wrapped in each other's arms. The Hamptons had witnessed your love story unfold, and it held those memories close, ready to welcome them back whenever you and Chris needed a sanctuary from the outside world.

In the embrace of your shared beachfront home, the both of you found solace, love, and a never-ending bond. The Hamptons became not just a place, but a symbol of your love, a reminder of the beauty you both had created together.

And as the both of you drifted off to sleep, your hearts and souls intertwined, you knew that the Hamptons would forever hold a special place in your hearts—a haven that would always welcome the both of you back, whispering tales of love and memories yet to be made.

[urcatslitterbox]

𝘼𝙙𝙢𝙞𝙧𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 ~ 𝘾𝙝𝙧𝙞𝙨 𝙀𝙫𝙖𝙣𝙨

Chris Evans x reader

A quick blurb for the absolute sweetheart that is Chris Evans.

Cw: none just super soft

The tv across from you played some random sitcom though you weren’t really paying attention. Instead, you laid listening to his steady heartbeat as your head rests on his bare chest. Tilting your head slightly, you take a moment to gaze at the man in front of you.

Eyes trailing up his neck to his face taking in the light scruff you love so much. His perfect pink lips, so soft and plump. Moving further up following the curve of his nose. The slight bump of it that he says he hates, but you assure him it only adds to his never ending beauty. Letting your gaze fall to the side slightly, you appreciate his eyes. Those ocean blue eyes. The ones you could comfortably get lost in forever. And his unfairly long lashes.

At this point Chris can feel your eyes on him. He looks down only to see you staring right back at him.

“What?” He speaks lowly, a playfulness to his tired voice. You smile slightly as you answer. “Nothing, Just think you’re beautiful.” You whisper. A smile begins to bloom on his serene face. “Beautiful?” He questions. You hum in response still staring with half lided eyes as sleep begins to creep up on you as well.

A hand reaches up to gently stroke your cheek. You lean into his soft touch loving the warmth it provides. He leans closer to you, so close you can feel his breath but you don’t touch. “Baby I’m not a mirror” he jokes before closing the small gap between you two. His kiss is soft and full of nothing but pure love.

When the two of you pull apart you can’t help the smile that over takes your face. “I love you” you say and give him another peck on the lips. “I love you more” he says, his eyes fighting to stay open. You snuggle back into his chest ready to finally surrender to sleep. “Not possible” you murmur as you close your eyes and let the darkness and Chris’ warmth consume you.

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A/n: This is honestly just me projecting how I love (bc I have no one to actually love..) but anyways hoped you liked it!

I’m really working on finishing the things I write in a faster amount of time as well as the format so I hope this is better. Also if anyone has any tips on how to actually finish writing something I’d really appreciate it LMAO.

[cevans-is-classic]

VOTE 🗳

Chris is doing interviews for ASP.

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You're watching on your phone, curled up on the bed. You can't stop watching his mouth move, listening to the drop of his voice or hitch in laughter. 

Chris is gorgeous.

He lifts his chin with a laugh, and your eyes are drawn to his neck. To the line of his throat, his vein bulging and sweat shining. 

You think about kissing him, licking him, and

Peeking out from the collar of his shirt is a dark bruise. It's covered enough that you wouldn't notice it unless you're looking. 

How many people are looking? 

Sharp stings of pleasure prickle your skin.

A flush heats your body. 

You had your teeth on his neck the night before, holding on tight while he rammed into you. 

When your orgasm hit, you almost yelled out but caught yourself — on Chris's neck. 

Guilt tickles the back of your neck. He's doing his job and needs to look presentable for these things. 

Another thought makes you shake your head. 

"Why don't you come with me for these trips?" Chris asked you.

You weren't going to say no. Spending time with Chris is always welcome. 

Also, you'll get to see him all dressed up for big wig interviews. See his stern face on camera as he bites his fingers and listens intently. 

Chris was giving you something. 

Of course you took it. 

It's politics. The beliefs he has, how deeply he feels them, and how he works to help others become involved. 

He becomes a different person. 

He becomes someone you shouldn't be allowed to touch but somehow are. 

The stream ends. 

You set the phone down, breathing harshly, squeezing your thighs together. Your hand slips between them, feeling the heat dampen on your fingers.

The bathroom door clicks open, and Chris steps out, hair wet from his shower, towel tossed over his shoulder. 

"What'd ya think?" 

"I have a few questions." Chris steps towards you.

"Yeah?" He dips down to the bed, kneeling over you before dropping for a kiss. 

"Yes," He's strong, warm, steady when you wrap your legs around them, "How important is my vote." 

Chris smirks, then pulls you into a kiss. 

[sarahrogersevans]

request about Chris evans getting home where he could find his pregnant wife, reader sleeping on the couch peacefully. He carried her to their bedroom. when he puts her on the bed, he talks to their baby girl

A Dream Come True- Chris Evans Pregnant!xreader fan fic request

Summary: Chris gets home from filming and finds Y/N (his wife) sleeping on the couch and carries her to bed and talks to their baby daughter

Warnings: mentions of pregnancy, fluff, comfort fluff, adorable soft Chris, let me know if I miss anything

~Chris’s POV~

I just got home from filming one of my movie projects and I was really excited to sit with my amazing wife Y/N and talk to our daughter Deanna though I know she may not be able to hear my voice but Y/N told me the other day that she might be able to.

I just got in the door and put my bag down and took my hat and coat off and Dodger our dog came running to me and I knelt down by him to pet him and I said “hey buddy hey dodger how are ya bud?” I saw Y/N laying asleep on the couch and I smiled at her and softly kissed her forehead and picked her up carefully and brought her to bed and Y/N got comfy and went back to sleep and I laid down by her stomach to talk to our daughter. “Hey Deanna it’s me dad hope you’re doing alright sweetie mommy and I both love you so much and can’t wait to have you in our arms soon in two more months.” I whispered to her for a bit and told her how my job is going and how I set up her bedroom already and then I started feeling tired so I kissed Y/N’s stomach gently and told Deanna goodnight and I drifted off to sleep laying by Y/N and Dodger and our daughter and felt so excited to have our family together soon.

A bit later at midnight I heard Y/N get up and I saw her sit up and I said “oh hey darling what do you need? Can I help you or get you anything Y/N?” She smiled and kissed my forehead and said “hey sleepy head no I’m ok your daughter is hungry though I think so I’m gonna go eat something wanna come with me?” I nodded and got up to go to the kitchen with her and we sat down having a snack and I smiled at my wife feeding our unborn child and she noticed I was smiling at her and she said “Chris, why are you smiling like that babe?” I chuckled a bit with a smile and said “I’m just so happy and excited we’re gonna have a baby soon, I talked to her while you were sleeping .”

Y/N loved when I did that and I could tell by that smile on her face, Y/N rubbed her stomach softly and felt Deanna move a bit and she said “Chris, come feel her!” I got up immediately and put my hand on her belly softly and felt Deanna move and I felt my eyes tear up from feeling so happy and I kissed Y/N’s forehead and said “this is a dream come true baby I love you both so much and I always will.”

I think Dodger got jealous because he came running up to me and put his nose by my leg wanting attention and I smiled at him and I felt bad and I knelt by him snd said “Aw hey buddy I’m sorry pal you need love too don’t you?” I pet him and he seemed very happy and having Dodger and soon our baby girl I was so happy to have a family with my lovely and amazing wife Y/N, I adore her and love her so much I knew from day one that she was the one I wanted to be with the rest of my life. I was really nervous to be a father and Y/N noticed and she came over and kissed me softly and said “Chris you will be a wonderful father to our child I love you so much and I can’t wait to have Deanna with us soon.” I hugged her and whispered “I love you too baby and soon we will I promise baby.”

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Imagining him saying this things with his Boston accent has me QUAKING 🫠

gotta have you, all of you.

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summary | when you finally give chris permission to take you in any way he wants, you’re in for a new world of experiences, along with a new mandatory title for your lover.

pairing | boyfriend!chris evans x reader

warnings | smut :’-): goes from 0 to 100 real quick!! (unprotected oops) s!ex, dominant chris, kinda innocent reader? not really but kinda?, daddy kink *shrugs* what’s new, fingering, anal fingering, degradation/mocking, praise!, forced/multiple orgasms, squirTing, overstim (begging to stop!!/crying but in a still-consenting way?? maybe?? idek), fluffy ending <3 cute silly and very in love

word count | 2,123

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an | hi friends thank you for these requests! i am doubling up on a few since my inbox is super full and some just fit well together, hope that’s alright with you! ik i already used the “how many orgasms” prompt with ransom but i honestly have no problems using it again with chris lol. hope you sweet friends enjoy!! <3

“Mornin’, beautiful,” Chris murmurs as he walks through the open door of your shared master bathroom, his hair ruffled slightly from just getting out of bed. Wearing nothing but his boxers and a white t-shirt, his soft, domestic appearance gives you butterflies in your stomach as you can feel yourself beginning to blush.

“Mornin’,” you whisper back, spitting out the minty green toothpaste from your mouth before rinsing off your brush. Grabbing his own, Chris comes up beside you, planting a kiss on your forehead as he reaches for the toothpaste.

“How’d you sleep?” he asks, his voice still a little gravely from his slumber.

“Good,” you mumble, wrapping your arms around your boyfriend’s study waist as he begins scrubbing at his teeth. Through his briefs, you can’t help but notice the large bulge of his morning wood protruding from beneath the blue fabric, and your mouth practically begins to water. As subtly as you can, you trail the fingers of one of your hands down, brushing carefully over his huge length. A low chuckle rumbles in his throat as he spits out his toothpaste and puts away his brush, his other hand coming down and grabbing at the back of your neck, forcing you to look up at him.

“You want something, baby?” he asks, a dangerous look in his eyes. Looking you up and down, his cock throbs against your hand, the sight of you in just your tank top and undies driving him wild. “God, you’re so beautiful. The things I wanna do to you…”

“Then do them,” you say simply, your eyes full of innocence as he chuckles again, looking down at you and shaking his head.

“Look at you, such a sweet little face,” he coos, his hand coming around to cup your cheek. Rubbing his thumb gently across your skin, he tightens his grip slightly on your jaw, causing your eyes to widen. “You’re not ready for the things I have in mind, sweetheart. Maybe someday, when you’re older.” You roll your eyes at his joke, a faint pout forming on your lips.

Chris has been sending you subtle messages since the beginning of time that he’d like to take things further in the bedroom, though he’s always held off out of fear of breaking you. The two of you’ve had sex, and it’s been wonderful, but deep down inside you’ve always known that he leaves wanting more. At first, the thought of this frightened you, but as time’s gone on, you’ve warmed up to the idea of letting him take more control. And for whatever reason, this morning just seems like the perfect time as the two of you stand in your pj’s, embracing on the cold bathroom floor.

“I want it now,” you say, your voice quiet but firm. Chris raises an eyebrow at you, not used to you asserting what you want, especially not when it comes to something like this.

“You sure about that, pretty girl?” he asks, his thumb trailing to the corner of your mouth as he looks at you with insatiable hunger in his eyes. “Because I want all of you. Every inch of you, every last bit of you, I want to devour it; I want it all to be mine.”

“Then take it,” you say. And before you can even blink, he does, snatching you up by your waist and slamming your back down against the cold marble countertop. A whimper rises in your throat at the sudden shift of power, and as you look up at Chris, you see something wild go off in his eyes, his pupils as wide as saucers as he rips your top from your trembling form, exposing your breasts to the cold air.

“God, so fucking beautiful,” Chris groans as he draws a hand over your bare chest, his fingers pinching at one of your swollen nipples harshly. A weak cry escapes your lips as he brings his other hand up, kneading your tender flesh roughly as warmth spreads throughout your tummy. “Gonna show you just how bad I’ve been wanting you, sweetheart,” he almost grunts as his clothed member comes up and presses between your legs, your panties already soaked with your arousal. “Can’t wait any longer, sweet girl. Gotta have you, all of you,” his voice flutters as one of his hands trails down your stomach, beginning to stroke over the slick fabric between your legs. “Look at you, makin’ such a mess.” You jump as he smacks down lightly over your pussy, not used to the rougher contact. “Such a squirmy little thing,” he coos, and as filthy as his words are, you’re loving every syllable. “Gonna be a fuckin’ mess by the time I’m through with you.”

Chris’s strong hands grab the sides of your lace panties, sliding them off your legs fluidly before grabbing at your thighs, prying them apart and positioning his broad form between them. Leaning down slightly, he licks his lips as his hungry gaze falls over your slick folds. “So wet for me, sweetheart,” he hums, his thumb dipping into your pool of excitement. Your hands come up to cover your face in shame, but as soon as the slippery pad of his finger slides up over your sensitive bundle of nerves, you jolt up, only to be met by his other hand pressing down on your belly firmly to prevent you from moving. “Uh-uh,” he tuts, “hold still.” At an agonizingly slow pace, he circles his thumb over your throbbing clit, causing you to let out a pathetic whimper. “Poor thing, so sensitive,” he mocks, the hand on your belly sliding down and positioning itself at your entrance. “How many times d’you think I can make you cum just from my hands, pretty girl? Hmm?” he inquires, startling you by ramming a finger into your aching sex without warning.

You cry out in pain and pleasure, your head falling back as Chris works his magic with his fingers. His thumb stroking your clit just right, working your slippery mess into the burning underside of the tip of the nub, the way he knows you like it best. His finger inside of you curls up to brush against your sweet spot, and before you know it, you’re on the edge of your first climax. “Chris, please-!” you pant, desperate for release.

“‘Please’ what?” he spits, wanting to make you work for it.

“Please, gonna- please!” you cry.

“You gonna cum for me, dollface? Gonna cum all over my fingers like a good little slut?”

“Yes! Please, yes!” you sob, tears building in your eyes as your stomach tightens from his demoralizing words.

“‘Yes’ what, sweetheart?” he tests.

Your voice catches as you realize what he wants, and you’re more than eager to give him all of it and more as you cry out, “Yes, Daddy!”

“Good,” he grunts, slamming into you harder than ever before. “Now cum for me.” A strained scream leaves your throat as you tighten around his finger, your whole body snapping violently as heat spreads across you like wildfire. “That’s it, there we go,” he praises, loving the sight of you completely falling apart underneath him. “Goood girl,” he soothes as your orgasm finally ceases, his thumb slowing to a stop over your exposed nub. “So good for me,” he sighs, pumping his drenched finger in a few times before stretching to add a second.

“N-no, wait,” you mumble, head still foggy from your overwhelming climax.

“Shhhh,” he shushes, the filthy sounds of his fingers pumping through your juices filling the room. “Let Daddy take care of you, sweetheart. Gonna make you feel so good. Gonna show you everything you’ve been missing.” Gradually, the pace of his thrusts picks up once more, his thumb eventually resuming its assault on your swollen clit. A second wave of pleasure bubbles up inside you before you know it, and Chris can’t keep from grinning as you squirt messily with a shameful cry, completely drenching his hands. “Fuck, look at that, babydoll,” he marvels, a few more spurts of your orgasm dripping onto him as he rubs your clit and g-spot lovingly. “Squirtin’ so hard for Daddy, fuck. Just like that.”

As you wind down from your excruciating high, Chris pulls his hands away from you, sucking your sweet arousal off his fingers like a starved man. Once he’s finished, he grabs the hem of his shirt, pulling it up and off over his hand, ripping his boxers off immediately after as if he can’t wait another moment to get inside of you and take what’s rightfully his. Sprawled out on your back, you mumble lightly, your words incoherent as you struggle to calm your body down. Pumping his length a few times in his hands, Chris lets his gaze fall back over you once more, the sight of you babbling off as you lie innocently in your own state of bliss making his heart pound heavily in his chest with want. Need.

“C’mere, pretty girl,” he coos as he gently helps you down from the counter, turning you and pressing your tummy down onto the surface that’s still warm from your presence. Leaning your head into your folded arms, you sigh blissfully, moaning softly in delight as Chris’s firm hands spread you apart, the tip of his cock dipping into your wetness. “You ready for me, babydoll?” he asks. You nod groggily, letting out a muffled sob as he forces himself into your aching heat. “Fuck. Takin’ me so well,” he praises as stretches you out, one of his hands coming up under you and finding your clit, the poor nub practically rubbed raw at this point. Hissing into your arm, tears sting at your eyes as Chris speeds up his thrusts, the overwhelming sense of him filling you up making you weak at the knees. “I want more, sweetheart. Want you to cum again, think you can do that for Daddy?” You nod, but it’s not enough to please him. “Use your words, little girl. You gonna cum for me?”

“Y-yes Daddy,” you whimper, blood rushing out from your core rapidly as your third orgasm rips through you like a knife. At the unfamiliar burning sensation settling through your entire pussy, you begin to cry pathetically as Chris continues to fuck you, his thrusts only increasing as he watches you sob.

“N-no more, no more,” you beg, not sure if you can take another minute of the harsh stimulation.

“Oh, I think we can get one more, sweetheart. Just one more,” he croons, spitting on his fingers and trailing them down to your puckered ass. You cry out in humiliation as he circles the rim of your virgin hole, murmuring, “Now be a good girl and take Daddy’s fingers, darlin’. Gonna fill up both your dirty little holes.” And before you can cry out or do anything to stop him, he rams two slick fingers up your tight opening, an indescribable fullness sinking into your bones as yet another orgasm is forced out of your quaking body. “Fuck. Just like that,” Chris grunts, his breathing becoming uneven as he reaches his own climax. “Gonna fill this tight little pussy up with cum, gonna make you mine. Fuck. Fuck, y/n. Fuck,” he curses, releasing his warm load into your aching core.

The next thing you know, Chris has pulled his cock and fingers out of you, your muffled cries filling the bathroom as he strokes down your hair, shushing you, “Shhh, y/n. It’s okay, baby. I’m here, I’m right here.” Helping you up from your slumped over position, he tries to help you stand, but soon realizes that you’re simply too exhausted to stand after such an intense experience. “Okay, bubba. Here. I gotcha,” he coos, gathering you in his arms and carrying you swiftly out of the bathroom, hurrying you over to your bed where he lays you down on your back, immediately dropping to his knees at your side. Your teary eyes rise up to meet his, your bottom lip wobbling in embarrassment as he looks you over, the genuine concern on his face melting your heart. “Are you okay, sweetheart? What’re all these tears for, are you hurt?”

“No, n-no, I’m fine,” you assure him, giggling softly through your tears as a look of relief settles on his face. “Just… tuckered out.”

“I bet,” he says, tucking your hair behind your ear as he looks at you lovingly. “You did so well, pretty girl. Were such a good girl for me.”

“’Daddy,’ huh?” you tease, causing his cheeks to turn bright red.

“Watch it, cheeky,” he jokes, poking gently at your belly. “Don’t want a punishment already, do you?”

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Hi! I love your fics so much and wanted to send in a request if that would be okay with you!!💗 could you please do a lifeguard!Ari Levinson x Tiny!reader where she brings him lunch while he’s at work, she’s wearing a bikini… obvi. When she gets there she sees girls flirting and staring at Ari and she gets really jealous, size kink… smut? 😁

hey honey! thank you so much, I'm sorry this took so long, and I hope you like it.

summary - you go to surprise your boyfriend and get jealous over the women hanging around him.

warning - smut, angst, jealousy, daddy kink, creampie, breeding kink, swearing, public sex.

18+ only please, the gif I use isn't mine, divider by @newlips

You wanted to surprise your partner. You decided to make his favourite food, wrapping it in cute packaging before putting it in an adorable picnic basket and wearing the sexy bikini that Ari had gifted you. You were happy as you skipped up, excited to see Ari, but you began to regret it as you got closer. Your man stood with tall, good-looking women around him, their hands touching his biceps, and they seemed to be flirting. Was this what he does when he’s here? Did you not mean anything? Were you too short? Many thoughts flew around in your mind, causing the green-eyed monster to appear. 

You can feel your inner brat begin to make its way to the surface. With a huff, you stomp your foot and angrily turn around, not feeling in the mood to have lunch with Ari anymore. You don’t notice Ari turning his head with a smile as he sees you, which slowly turns into a frown when he catches you walking away. He growls when he realises why. These stupid bimbos are always crowding him daily, and he’s learnt to zone them out, watching out for danger. They had known he was taken, but they didn’t care, and he wished he could drown them in the same ocean he was watching. 

Ari pushes the women as he stalks after you, nodding to the other lifeguard to take over for him. “Baby!” Ari huffs, breaking out into a jog as he chases after you. “Baby! Goddamit woman! Slow down!” He growls, wondering how a tiny ass woman can be so damn fast. Ari finally catches up to you, quickly getting ahead and stopping before you. He sighs when he notices the look on your face, knowing he’d have to make it up to you. “Baby girl. Where do you think you're going?” 

You roll your eyes, attempting to walk past him but feel annoyed as he stops you. “Ari, let me go. I’m not in the mood. Go back to your beach, bimbos.” You grumble, and a squeal escapes as you are suddenly lifted, your feet no longer touching the ground as Ari carries you to a secluded part of the beach. Your tiny fists hit his back, gasping as his large hand smacks your plump cheeks. 

Ari plonks you down onto the ground and stands over you. “Now, baby girl. You know I love you, and I’d never cheat on you, so why let your inner brat take over?” His hands rest on his hips before he kneels and crawls on top of you, gripping your cheeks softly. “Did my little baby come to give daddy some lunch, hmm? Did you come here wearing my favourite bikini and then get jealous thinking I’d rather have someone else?” A moan slips past your lips as he rubs his prominent bulge against your covered cunt. “Why don’t I make it up to you, baby.” You whine when he slides your bikini bottoms to the side and takes his throbbing member out. Ari lines the thick cock with your entrance before slowly pushing in, grunting with how tight you are around him. “Fuck, baby!” 

Your eyes roll to the back of your head, feeling your walls spasm wildly around his cock as he continues to push in deeper and deeper, stretching you open from the inside. Your hands fly to his back, digging your nails into his flesh as your head flies back. “Daddy! Daddy! Oh fuck!” You whine and moan, wrapping your tiny legs around his giant body. Your screams echo as he begins to pound into you, fucking you hard and deep, marking you, claiming you. 

“Fuck, you feel so fucking good, baby. Why would I want someone else when I have you, huh?” Ari growls, holding your tiny body down as he destroys you, taking you apart underneath him. His cock splits you open, drilling into you until you wither underneath him, your back arches, and your eyes roll to the back of your head as your arousal squirts out of you and covers him. “Yeah, that’s right, baby. Squirt for daddy.” Ari’s hand slithers between you and plays with your swollen clit, prolonging your orgasm. His balls tighten, and his cock begins to twitch wildly before thick amounts of cum spurt out of him and deep into you, stuffing you full of him. “Gonna pump you full of me, let everyone know your mine, and I’m yours as your round with my child.” You whimper underneath him, cumming at his words. 

Ari leans down and places a soft kiss on your lips, holding you close to him as he strokes your cheek. “I love you so much, baby. You’re my little doll.”

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Baby it’s cold outside❄️

Parings: Chris Evans x reader

Summary: You and Chris spend a relaxing evening in your shared Boston home during a snowstorm

Song for the fic: Baby It’s Cold Outside

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The snowflakes danced gracefully outside the window, leaving a soft white blanket on the streets of Boston. It was the perfect day for staying in, and Chris couldn't have been happier. With a cup of hot cocoa in hand, he padded into the bedroom, where you were already nestled under the covers, Dodger luxuriously sprawled between you.

"Hey, sleepyhead," Chris said, a smile playing on his lips as he crawled onto the bed. "I thought we could spend the day watching Christmas movies. What do you say?"

You peeked out from under the covers, your eyes lighting up at the suggestion. "That sounds absolutely perfect, Chris. I'm in."

Dodger, sensing the excitement in the air, wagged his tail and stretched, settling himself comfortably between the two of you. With a playful grin, Chris reached over to ruffle Dodger's ears before grabbing the remote.

"Alright, let the Christmas movie marathon begin!" he announced.

You snuggled closer to Chris as he scrolled through the endless options. After much deliberation, you both settled on starting with "White Christmas," a classic that never failed to warm your hearts.

As the movie played, Chris wrapped an arm around your shoulders, pulling you closer. You rested your head on his chest, feeling the steady beat of his heart. The warmth of his embrace, combined with the movie's sweet love stories, made you feel like you were floating on a cloud of pure bliss.

As the credits rolled, Dodger let out a contented sigh, seemingly as captivated by the film as you both were. Chris pressed a soft kiss to your forehead, his eyes sparkling with affection.

"I love days like this," Chris admitted, his voice filled with happiness. "Just being here with you and Dodger, enjoying the simple things."

"Me too," you replied, your voice full of adoration. "These moments, they're what make life so beautiful."

With that, Chris queued up the next movie, a comedy that had you both laughing so hard you had tears streaming down your face. Dodger, always attuned to your emotions, wagged his tail with delight, seemingly joining in on the laughter.

As the day wore on, you and Chris watched one movie after another, snuggling deeper into the cozy sanctuary of your bed. The snowfall outside continued, casting a magical glow over the city. Eventually, you found yourselves watching "Elf," a film that never failed to bring out your inner childlike wonder.

In between giggles and heartwarming scenes, Chris would sneak kisses to your temple, his love for you evident in every touch. Dodger, ever the loyal companion, nestled closer to you both, thoroughly enjoying the love and warmth that filled the room.

As the final credits rolled, you all shared a collective sigh of contentment. The snowstorm outside had transformed your day into a cherished memory, one that would forever be etched in your hearts.

"Thank you for today," you whispered, your voice filled with gratitude as you turned to Chris.

"Thank you for being here," he replied, his eyes shimmering with affection. "Every day with you is a gift."

With a shared smile, you leaned in, capturing Chris's lips in a gentle kiss. Dodger, always the loving third wheel, wagged his tail happily, making you both laugh.

As the snow continued to fall, you settled back into the warmth of each other's embrace, knowing that the love you shared would always melt away any winter chill. Together, you basked in the comfort of each other's company, cherishing the simple joy of being together on this magical, snowy day.

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Captain Handsome

a/n: A blurb inspired by this post that my friend sent to me 😁 I don't read a lot of the comics... But I'm so sorry I missed out on this GOLDEN moment 😆

...the post in question...

Enjoy!

Tony made the whole system. This genius, billionaire, playboy, philanthropist not only built a working suit of armor in a cave, he also the AI and security system the entire team relies on, for anything and everything.

And having made the system, means that he has full control over said systems. Meaning... Codenames and security passwords are his to make as completely impenetrable and ridiculous as he wants.

"TONY!!! I THOUGHT YOU WERE KIDDING..." Steve groaned, frustrated that he couldn't set the security measures of the tower, no matter how many times he tried.

"I'd rather die, or go back into the ice for another 70 years, than say, that..."

"Exactly why it's effective! No bad guy could ever make you say it. So, it's full proof." Tony grinned, spinning around in his chair, utterly amused.

After some careful consideration...

"Fine... This is Captain Handsome ordering you to Rock and Roll on that 45." Steve said through gritted teeth, resting his head against his arms, leaning against the wall in defeat.

FRIDAY's confirmation was a small comfort to Steve's situation. Made even worse by the sound of a certain Avengers Trainee, trying and failing to contain her laughter. It growing louder until they were full blown fits, that made her stomach hurt more than sparring with Nat, and spill the coffee she had prepared for after the Briefing, all over the floor in front of her.

"Worth it!" Tony yelled as the doors closed and Y/N collapsed on the nearby sofa, unable to control her laughter.

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"Hey," An arm wraps around your waist before Chris rests his chin on your shoulder.

You reach back to pat his cheek, "Yeah?"

He hums a moment snuggles in close to you with a sleepy smile, "Happy Birthday." The kiss is soft against your cheek and Chris is warm draped over your back.

"Happy birthday to me." You sing song moving side to side. Chris moves with you until you're both giggling. You made sure to sat the coffee down before turning around to face him.

Chris's hair was smashed on one side the messy strands almost in his eyes. His cheeks are still pink and his pajams are still warm.

"What does the boss want for their birthday?"

You shimmy a moment, "Coffee." Chris rolls his eyes.

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It's just a little bitty thing because I'm half asleep, but HAPPY BIRTHDAY LOVE! @everytimeyousaygoodbye I'm gonna see what I whip up for you on the coming week 🥰🥰

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Could you elaborate a bit more 🤔 I’m not sure I fully understand// are you accepting request for sibling relationships or sibling fluff? like i would request chris evans taking care of his sick baby sister who is five years old

No Fun Being Sick- Chris Evans little!xreader fan fic request

Summary: Chris takes care of his sick five year old little sister

Warnings: mentions of feeling sick, angsty, comfort fluff, soft Chris

(Chris’s POV)

I just got back home from filming a new movie project and I went around to say hello to everyone but I couldn’t find Y/N and I went in her bedroom to go see if she was sleeping and I saw her laying down and I smiled at her and I gently sat down on her bed next to her and I rubbed her back softly and whispered to her “hey sunshine hope you’re doing ok.” I pulled her blanket on her more and tucked her in and kissed her forehead and I was about to her up when I heard Y/N speak “Chris?.. I don’t feel good..” she said softly and I went to sit down again by her and I felt her forehead and it felt a bit warm and I nodded my head and said “Aw yea kiddo.. you feel a bit warm but don’t worry ok? I’ll go make you some soup and then how about we can either read a book together or we can watch tv whatever you want Y/N, how does that sound?” Y/N smiled and said “ok Chris, can we watch tv?” I smiled and nodded my head and said “yea you bet sunshine I’ll be back with your soup ok? Stay there and rest I’ll come back in a few minutes.” Y/N laid back down in bed and I went to the kitchen to make her some chicken noodle soup and and I put a few crackers in a bowl in case she wanted some.

A few minutes later after the soup was ready I headed back to check on Y/N and I put everything on the table nearby and I felt her forehead again and she was still a bit warm but she was doing a bit better. “Here Y/N I’m back would you like some soup hun?” She sat up carefully and nodded her head and I carefully picked it up and helped her sip of the broth she wouldn’t burn her mouth. “Can I have some crackers Chris?” She asked me and I smiled at her and grabbed the small bowl and handed her the crackers and she took a few and ate them and I could tell she was hungry which was a good sign. “How do you feel kiddo?” I asked her and I grabbed the iPad for us to watch a show. She shrugged and said “eh.. still feel a bit yucky but not bad..” I pulled her close to me for us to cuddle and I rubbed her head gently and said “this ok Y/N? You comfy?” She nodded her head and she clicked on the show she wanted and said “I’m cold..” I looked at her with a sympathetic sad smile and I put the blanket around her and kissed her head and said “that better hun?” She snuggled closer and yawned with a smile and said “yea, sleepy though again Chris.” I smiled at my sister and said “don’t worry that’s ok hun you can nap on me for a bit I don’t mind you need to rest to feel better try and close your eyes darling I’ll be right here I promise.”

She smiled and at me and said “wuv you Chris glad you’re back.” I chuckled softly and kissed her head once again and said “I love you too kiddo I’m glad I’m home now too I missed my favorite little sister, we’re gonna get you all better I promise kiddo.” I hated seeing Y/N not feeling good, I wanted to do everything I could to help her smile. This girl means a lot to me and I love coming home and to see her happy and full of energy. Y/N noticed I looked sad and said “what’s wrong Chris?.. why you sad?” I smiled at her and chuckled softly and said “oh, I’m not sad Y/N I just hate seeing you not feeling good, I know it’s no fun being sick pumpkin I’m sorry you don’t feel well..” Y/N hugged me and said “don’t worry Chris, I’ll be ok I don’t want you to be sad.”

I love this girl so much even when she isn’t doing well she always tries to make me smile, I hugged Y/N and said “I love you so much Y/N I’m so glad I’m back and get to see you I’m sorry I haven’t been here.” I stayed the whole day with Y/N and helped her rest and made sure she had everything she needed.

Hi Darling! I hope you enjoy this fic 💜 I hope it’s close to what you asked for xx

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