#chris evans in a sweater

[mandyyvibes]

i wanna EAT HIM

[musette22]

[sweater-daddiesdumbdork]

Give Me The Blame

Chapter Two

Summary- 1.5k Alpha Curtis Everett x Omega Reader. Curtis removes you from the general population as you start going into your heat.

Warnings- Omega Reader dealing with the pain of going into heat, Curtis encouraging it.

A/N- Thank you to everyone who has shown interest in these two. Any chance to write for Curtis, I will take it. Reblogs and Comments are always welcome. Thank you for reading!

Masterlist

You tried to fight Curtis as he hauled you down another part of the train you had never seen. Quick to go down a flight of stairs, he barked out orders to the man following him. His hold slightly loosened around you now that you weren’t surrounded by alphas trying to claim you as theirs. 

With some luck, his bare hand was near your face, cradling you against his chest. Turning your face, you sunk your teeth into his flesh, your attempt to get him to release you. He grunted at the action, intense blue eyes almost black now glancing at you, face still emotionless although you thought you saw a flash of amusement in his gaze. 

That just pissed you off more and you sank your teeth in that much harder. He winced that time and you smirked with feral satisfaction.

The beta looked at you like he was bored, not interested in this little rebelliousness you were trying to inflict on Curtis. 

“Just bring what I asked for Grey, we might be locked in for a few days.” Your teeth sank deeper, but he ripped his hand from your grasp and set you down. You scrambled away from the overpowering Alpha, his scent had permeated past the foul clothing you wore and caused you to feel dizzy, his scent distracting from your anger for a moment. Curtis inspected his hand, wiping the blood you drew away. “What’s your name you lovely wild creature?” 

You couldn’t answer. Instead, you looked around frantically, trying to find a way out and away from him. This was the Alpha that brought down the safety of Snowpiercer. Spinning all you saw were metal walls, a foreboding grey color that made you feel closed in, and the train's constant hum. You had to be in the lower levels of Snowpiercer, a place you’ve never been before.  

Gotta be a way out, FIND IT!

Another cramp in your belly made you almost double over, panic starting to sit in.

“I came to you for help, please.” You took a deep breath, almost regretting that choice when his scent overwhelmed you and causing another cramp to rip through you. 

“Why?” Curtis sharply asked. 

“Because.” You couldn't help the snarl that escaped you; pain and need made you on edge. “I am trying to secure the survival of the omega’s who are starving.” 

“So you thought it was smart to go into a room full of feral males while going into heat?” He growled when you grimaced in pain again, the sound soothing that ache till it was tolerable, although more slick dripped down your thighs and filled the room. 

Curtis took a step forward, tensing as if he was doing whatever he could to restrain himself. 

“We’re desperate and will die, every day more of us go missing. Whenever we come out of hiding, we’re hunted. I won’t last either way.” Another cramp made you gasp and your arms went around your middle to try and subdue it. His eyes narrowed on you, and another growl emitting from him made you feel your core clenching needing to have him. “Stop that, you’re making it worse.” You snapped, he subsided the pain but increased your desire to feel this Alpha claim you. You knew it was just your Omega reacting to a strong Alpha. 

“Stop this?” Another rumbling growl, lower in tone than before but your body still reacted, a flood of slick drenching your thighs that made Curtis’s pupils flare and his chest expand as he inhaled your scent. ‘You’re trying to resist your heat.” He said almost in disbelief. “Why would you torture yourself like that?” 

“Because.” You were starting to fade out, instincts making you forget what you were trying to accomplish and focus purely on the strong Alpha you were locked in with. “I make my own choices.” 

A wicked smile crossed his cold face, tilting his head as he growled again. Making you step closer while you gushed now. “That is what they filled your head with, that you had all the freedom on this train?” 

Everything ached now, needing the heavy pressure of the Alpha enclosing you. “Will you stop that noise!” 

His heavy growls shifted to something a little softer, an alpha’s purr intended for their mates. Your gaze snapped to the nest, yearning for the safety and comfort it would provide. Defiantly you shake your head, glaring murderously at him. “I have my second bringing provisions for you, now tell me-” His tone took on an authoritative tone, one you already felt compelled to respond to. “-what is your name.” 

It was instinctive when you answered. “Y/N… Curtis, right? You have to let me get out of here or lock me somewhere till this passes.” Maybe you could reason with this Alpha, after all, why would he want an unwilling fuck when there were plenty of other choices who would happily accept him. A fool's wish but one you were dead set on believing at this moment.

“You are locked in with me for your safety. Either you submit to me to get you through this heat or you leave and you will never make it out of here, they will descend on you. You saw what happened before.” 

“You killed those alpha’s.” 

“I would do it without hesitation again.” His nostrils flared and his eyes simmered darkly. “They would have torn you apart."  

You hissed when Curtis approached you, making you back up sharply but raise your head in challenge. There was no way you were going to lower yourself to this monster. 

He was the reason everyone's life was destroyed. The train was their only source of life possible and now who knows how long they would last. Your voice darkened. “I said let me out of this room, you say you're doing this to keep me safe? Then take me to a safe place, which isn't in here with you."  

"You're mine." The Alpha stopped before you and wrapped his hand into your coat, dragging you in closer till his nose could inhale against it. You wanted to fight against him, but his scent overwhelmed you, making your eyes roll back and a soft moan escape. His growl sent heat straight to your core, slick seeping from you. 

“Wrong, this is wrong.” He growled, yanking at the coat till it was removed from your body. It seemed to offend him by the way he threw it as far from you as he could, finally able to see what was underneath the coat. “There you are…” The sensation was so erotic at that moment that you sank into it. A deep inhale from him expanded his chest, lowering his nose to trail along your neck. You felt his thick erection pressing against your belly, a timid whimper happened to escape, fear at what this Alpha would do to you. You managed to avoid being claimed all these years.

Your throat went dry seeing him, how massively Alpha he was, blocking your view from the rest of the room. Your arousal made your body heat, sweat building as well as slick. He looked like he was struggling to restrain himself now, jaw clenched and his nostrils flaring, his eyes were dark as they followed you wherever you went. You’ve never seen an alpha going into a rut but you’ve read about it. 

All because your heat was coming and you still had months till it was supposed to start again. 

What was going on? 

You backed away, trying to put as much space between you two as the room allowed. You gave another glance around, fear choking you. There really was no way out but that door. As if he even knew what you were thinking. “It’s locked Y/N” You leaned back into the train wall, the coolness of the metal dispelling some of the heat in your body. You felt like you couldn’t get enough air, your eyes unable to look away from the Alpha prowling back and forth across the room. He must be sucking all the air out of the room.

“You have to let me go Alpha, let me get away from here please.” 

“It’s Curtis and I can’t do that.” 

“You won’t.” Your anger rose among the desire, more slick collecting between your thighs, catching his attention. 

“That too.” He growled from across the room, seeming to try to give you space. “I can’t let you go, I set you free and every alpha out there will smell you’re in heat and what do you think will happen to you?” 

“It’s only like that because you made it that way.” 

Curtis snorted, his eyes following you closer than before, like he was waiting for you to lose control and give in to your heat. “I simply tore down the curtain Omega.” 

You bared your teeth at him and turned away from the maddening Alpha. “What curtain? We were all civil before you showed up." He merely grunted at your assumption. "What are you planning on doing to me then?” 

You heard him stalk across the room, your eyes closing in defeat because you knew what was coming, all these years you avoided being in this situation and now there was no place to run, no place to hide and no one to save you. 

You were the Alpha’s now. At least till your heat passed and he lost interest in you. 

You can survive this.

His breath was hot against your ear as he whispered in it. “Get you through your heat Y/N."  

[evansbby]

Outfit visual references:

[hellish-cruelty]

Sweater weather is here.

Movies/TV shows -

1.Chris Evans' Perfect Cable Knit in "Knives Out"

2. Liv Tyler's Cropped Sweater paired with a plaid skirt in "Empire Records"

3. Marilyn Monroe's memorable Sweater Dress in "Let's Make Love"

4. Rory Gilmore's Cable Knit Oversized Sweater in "Gilmore Girls"

5. Anne Hathaway's Infamous "Cerulean" Sweater in "The Devil Wears Prada"

6. Meg Ryan's dashing red Sweater in "When Harry Met Sally"

7. Cher Horowitz's Sunny Yellow Sweater in "Clueless"

8. Zouzou's Red Polo Neck paired with a coat in Rohmer's "Love in the Afternoon"

9. Audrey Hepburn’s Iconic Turtleneck in "Breakfast at Tiffany’s"

10. Julia Roberts' "I'm just a girl, standing in front of a boy, asking him to love her" Rib Knit Sweater from "Notting Hill "

[glamboyl]

Chris Evans photographed by Austin Hargrave for The Hollywood Reporter

[mylittlestims]

Day 13 of @deadboystims 300 Followers event:

"make a stimboard based off a character you kin! OR : make a stimboard based off of a character you relate to"

(X) (X) (X)

(X) (X) (X)

(X) (X) (X)

[sweater-guys]

[ancient-art-of-craft]

This is a friendly reminder that it does NOT take six balls of yarn to make a sweater. Check the goddamned yardage on the pattern, lest you slink back to the store in shame.

[musette22]

"I feel like the sexiest man alive!"

[georgiapeach30513]

We need a thread of Chris wearing cardigans like that white one in ASP 😍😍 but I feel like that was the only time he wore one?

You’re in luck!! Chris actually wears cardigans more than you would think.

[sweater-daddiesdumbdork]

Give Me The Blame

Chapter One

Summary- 1.2k Alpha Curtis Everett x Omega Reader- Since Curtis took over the biodome train that your city lived on, the omegas were hunted down. Leaving the remaining in hiding and starving, you pass yourself off as a beta and enter the dangerous den of predators to plead for help.

Warnings- Violence and death.

A/N- Any chance for me to write for Curtis, I will take it. Likes, shares and reblogs are appreciated. Thank you.

Masterlist

You gazed up at the glass dome above you, taking in solace that the blue sky was still visible, if you stared at it long enough you could let yourself get lost for a moment, pretend that life was still good. But that wasn't your reality but you were still teaching music in your studio. If you closed your eyes, you could imagine it still played. 

Then an aggressive yell broke the dream and you were slammed back into your reality. Destruction revealed before your eyes as you finally reached the train's main gate that led to where the new Alpha resided. Everything else had been destroyed when the tailend took over the train, life as everyone knew it ended and a new dark beginning started. 

That was months ago and the train you once thrived on was nothing but danger. The once large band of omegas you were able to hide with were slowly being taken or starving and disappearing daily until desperation started taking over. Of course, you volunteered yourself when talks first started about someone going to see if they could reason with the Alpha. 

Now you were going into the literal den of killers, basically offering yourself up as a lamb for slaughter if the brutal alphas caught you. You were as prepared as you could possibly be, having spent your life passing yourself as a beta for the freedom it gave. Now those skills were valued, making you thankful for the years you practiced suppressing your Omega with the pills. But now they were illegal, making the ones sold on the street unreliable.

All you have to do is go in and make the Alpha listen to you, that the supplies he is sending isn't enough for the omegas.

Already your heart was threatening to slam its way out of your chest. Your hand fumbled into the oversized jacket pocket, searching for the suppressants the group managed to buy by selling most of their remaining food. You had sought out the dealer to purchase the now illegal drug, only managing to score a handful. Tiny blue pills fumbled into your palm and you shot them into your mouth, counting how much time you had.

Already your stomach cramped and sweat broke out on your brow. You were so scared. Pressing your nose to the heavy jackets collar you were wearing, you inhaled deeply. The stink was foul enough that it made you gag, but anything right now that covered your omega was a gift. Even if it reeked of an unwashed beta. 

Now or never.

You made your way up the stairs to go past the door leading into the few front cars of the train, raucous alphas made the noise unbearable with their loud growls and yells to be heard over one another. Fights were breaking out all around you while you slipped through the crowds, thankfully unseen as no one paid attention to what they assumed was just a beta going to ask the Alpha for a favor.

Every instinct told you that you had to get out, fear making you feel sick and heated under the foul jacket. You have to do this, the omega's were counting on you, it was this or starvation at this point.

You can do this Y/N.

Nasous as your nose buried into the stinking fabric, you fought the urge to vomit up the pills. Just a little closer, you could already see the large open space where the tail end leader was, holding some kind of court as someone appeared to be pleading for their life.

The stink of blood saturated this space, amplified with the overpowering alpha aggression, it was making the hair on the back of your neck stand up in warning. It was only a second of warning before the roar rose up above the noise and the man pleading his case torn apart, his life draining faster than the blood from his body.

Run, run, run. Every instinct screamed, but your feet planted in place. This was the only chance the small clan of omegas had. They were depending on you.

You snuck along the edge of the massive group who mostly ignored you except to jostle you out of the way. Moving closer to the Alpha took finesse, making you spend a significant amount of time studying him. This is the first time you have seen him up close. He was large, as most alphas were, but he looked towering. Cold piercing eyes caught everything, including you for a moment, seeming to study you for a few seconds with interest before moving on to another part of the massive group, the whole while the look on his face was stone. He was clothed mostly head to toe, so you were unable to see more of him beyond his scarred face, but you imagined the rest of him was just as hard and brutal as his look alone was.

"I did what I had to Everett." Spat a new victim being held captive in front of the Alpha snapped, seeming tired of begging for his life like he knew he was at the end. "You came and destroyed all of us, what I did was your fault." He spat on the ground near the Alpha's feet.

You had to muffle the gasp as you watched what happened next. The Alpha didn't show mercy to the man cowering in front of him. He tilted his head slightly and the beta next to him sprang forward, his hand grasping his head and wrenching till a loud sickening snap echoed around you. His body collapsed lifeless.

Everything about this Alpha said power and danger. It made you want to run, but the Omega ached to get closer as if his strength would be gentle for you, keep you safe.

Time for more pills.

You risked shaking out the pills into your bare palm, your fingers skimming the collar of your jacket enough to pull it down from your mouth to swallow when all the sudden the alphas in front of you turned, inhaling the air around you.

Oh gods no. 

All was deathly still for a few moments, then they rushed for you. You tried stumbling back, getting away from where a surge of hands reached for you, grabbing at you brutally as your scent started a frenzy, part of your clothes ripped away and your screams were lost in the aggressive snarls and yip sounds.

Then as suddenly as it started you were slammed down into the dirty floor while protecting your head from being bounced and rattled against the metal while someone stood over you, his large hand grasping the back of your neck and the most animalistic roar rattled you, making you cover your head and start praying, sure that this was the end for you.

You risked looking up and your heart sank, fear curling like a poison, making you unable to move. Curtis Everett had you pinned to the floor, blood-streaked all over him, his hands covered in it as his snarl dared anyone to come closer. "MINE." He roared once more before he hauled you up and into his arms. You squirmed to try to break out of his hold, but it tightened around you to the point you were wheezing from loss of air.

The alphas backed away, the bodies strewn around where you two stood made you gag.

They couldn't all be from him?

With a turn, he stalked away and close behind him, the beta dutifully followed, barking out. "Get rid of them." Waving at the bodies scattering the floor were all the alphas that had made a grab for you. 

[magewritesstories]

Toji and Chris Evans in an oversized white sweater scratch the same itch in my brain, like the same horny happy chemicals in my brain are being released. Another similairity? Both ransom and toji are assholes and murderers (hahahaha... i need help...)

Also how big are those sweaters?? like these are buff men, so those sweaters have to be hugee. dont mind me imagining myself stealing- and drowning in their clothes

─── MAGE

[acourtofquestions]

What is it about fictional men with a good sense of style:

Nikolai Lantsov,

Rowan Whitethorn,

Dorian Havilliard,

High lord of the Night Court Rhysand,

Killian Jones,

Anthony Bridgerton,

etc. 👌👌

it’s just next level OKAY?!

[bigtreefest]

Look at this face... he is practically BEGGING for you to fix him. Give him a redeemable story.

Well, there’s no way I can refuse the suspenders and that smile…

Amber, thank you for putting a sweater around my cold, dead, heart and warming it up for dear Jimbo the Himbo.

New series coming soon: The Banes of the Ball

I will be ATTEMPTING a redemption arc for Jimmy Dobyne

…this is already taking an excessive amount of research on southern Debutante Ball season

Can you believe they still kinda do that??