#packs chris evans

[sadgayeddie]

Listen, uh, as someone who also comes from a screwed-up family...

[sweater-daddiesdumbdork]

On The Hunt: Keep Me Safe

Summary- 4.6k Alpha Steve x Little One Reader. This mission hits you in a way that brings up feelings of your past and Steve is ready to help you in any way that you need him too.

Warnings- mentions of readers trauma and hopelessness. Smut. This is an 18+ Only Blog.

A/N- Yet again, thank you everyone for being so patient with me, for reading, for sharing and for commenting. All of it is so appreciated. Thank you @yenzys-lucky-charm for always reading my stuff, throwing out suggestions and telling me to keep going. Dividers made by the wonderful @firefly-graphics. Happy Reading. 🐺🩵

Chapter 10 / Masterlist

It took hours to get the large group of hostages uncollared and relocated into nearby safe houses till they could find everyone transportation to their homes. It brought little comfort to you this time as you worked through the crowd, passing on encouraging words that they would be going home and comforting those who seemed beyond hope that there was a home to return to. 

The hardest though were the kids, some so shut down that they stared ahead while you worked the collars off them. Then some sought comfort, clinging to you while burying their faces into your bloodied suit. You spent as long as they needed holding them, pressing your face against the top of their dirty heads whispering that they were safe, that it was gonna be okay. 

You and the Little Wolf knew that it wasn’t going to be okay, not in the way they knew life before. And it pained you that they had to experience this cruelty, that you couldn't stop it from happening to them what had happened to you. 

Steve came up behind you while you were holding one little girl, squatting down next to you and letting you lean into him while you held this sobbing shifter, lending you some of his strength like he knew you were breaking down slowly. 

Out of everything you did for T'Challa's tracker, this was the hardest part of all of it. Steve reached around to let his warm hand rest on her tiny trembling back, rubbing slowly to help ease the sobbing. Your Little Wolf started crooning, which escaped from your chest where the little girl was trying to press herself into. Steve saw the tears escaping, your own sob crawling up your throat as memories assaulted you. 

“Can you go to my Alpha Sweetheart?” You whispered to her, not wanting her to see you crying. “I promise he won't let anything happen to you.” 

He eased his hands under the girl's arms, prying them off you and folding her into him where she turned to cling to Steve, looking so small against him. His hand cupped your face, turning you to look up at him. “Can you contact Shuri to let her know what’s going on?” Offering you a moment to step away and take a breather. Thankful you nodded, slipping away while Steve turned his attention to the girl and his rumbles took over the space around him till the cries started to go softer, sensing that the Alpha holding her was going to keep her safe. 

You paused to look over your shoulder at the way Steve curled over the young shifter, mimicking how you were holding and talking to her earlier. 

<He has her.> The Little Wolf was a comforting presence, easing the weight in your chest feeling her with you. 

I know, He is exactly what she needs right now. He is strong enough for all of them. 

<Our Alpha is strong enough for all of us.>  The Little Wolf gently nipped, giving you peace of mind as you stepped away to contact Shuri. 

Steve had never been more grateful for T’Challa’s prompt response, managing to find placement for all of the shifters and coordinating with Tony in either returning them home or finding them a safe place to recover till those displaced healed and were prepared to figure out where they wanted to go. Steve knew there was a list compiled of Alphas ready to offer a place in their pack, giving him peace that Sam had also added their pack to it.  

You had been quiet unless needing to fill in some information, working tirelessly with red-rimmed eyes and worry lines in your brow. Steve wanted to ease them away, tug you into him so you didn't have to play strong anymore, let the quiet envelop you till you could finally stop hiding behind a brave face. 

He knew you were hurting, it was in everything you were doing. Once the door to the apartment was shut and he firmly locked it from the rest of the world, he turned to see where you were. 

Sitting on the edge of the couch, you tapped the bracelets together to drop the shield from your body, looking down at yourself with a grimace. “I don’t know how the hell I didn’t scare them even more looking like this.” Your clothes were blood splattered from the fight through the ship to get to them, Steve knew he must look the same. 

He ignored the deflection though, knowing you were trying to direct the conversation away from the obvious. “Are you okay Little One?” He asked in a tone that although gentle, was not going to let you brush it off without an answer. 

You glanced away from him, your face screwing up a moment and then smoothing back out. Sighing, you pushed to a stand. “I will be. It’s hard when there are children. It’s always the most innocent that are targeted, I was so young when it happened that I can’t even remember my life before, is that going to happen to these kids?” You sniffled as you wiped your face, glancing at your suit again. “I need to go shower.” You said abruptly before Steve could even say anything in response. 

But the Alpha prompted Steve to follow, trailing behind you as you made your way down the hallway toward the apartment's single bathroom. He expected you to shut the door to close him out, but you left it wide open in invitation while turning on the hot water. He hovered in the doorway, still watching you worried. “Little One-” 

“Help me, Steve.” You said as you reached behind you to undo the suit, but Steve stepped into the small space and took over unzipping it slowly to show the bare curve of your back, each slow drag down uncovering more of you. “I don’t want to be alone right now, the Little Wolf tries, but she can’t hold back all the memories.” It wasn’t a surprise to him to see all the scars even after all the time apart. So many bites and lashes from your past, his hands sliding into the fabric and easing a hand along your spine and up between your shoulder blades until he slid his hand around your throat, so easily his palm cupped around the front and fingers circled to pull you back into him where he could bury his face in the curve and inhale you deeply. 

Needing to fill his senses with you. “What do you need from me Little One?” He managed to push out while you relaxed in his hold, letting the front of your suit fall off till it pooled around your hips, not having the energy to take the effort to drag it completely off. 

“I need you with me, I need to forget for now what we saw and just live in a simple moment where this isn't our lives right now.” You twisted in his hold till you faced him and worked his suit open. You loved the way he did not question you at all as he watched you drag the zipper of his suit down revealing every ridge of his chiseled chest. Your Alpha trusted that you knew without a doubt this was exactly what you needed.

Your Little Wolf swirled in your mind, all these good memories with Steve pushing out some of the harder ones. 

Memories of a single look across the kitchen counter while you reached over to grab something off his plate, his crooked smile making you smile back as you took a bite. You could feel how happy he was at that moment through the bond, a warm flutter in your chest. 

Or how his fingers delved into your wet hair and pulled you in closer for a kiss on a summer's day, the cold lake water engulfing you both as you sank with him underneath, legs tangling together as you both bobbed just below the surface. Even with burning lungs from lack of air, neither of you could stop kissing until Steve shot you both back to the surface.  

And memories of working on one of the trucks in the garage, handing him tools underneath the truck while he was pulling out a busted part to replace, both of you chatting mindlessly about nothing and everything at the same time. 

The sinful image of Steve leaning over you in your nest after his knot swelled and he pressed his forehead against yours while you both simmered in a shared moment of bliss. “I love being yours Little One.” 

Your hands skimmed across his bare chest after he rolled his shoulders letting the protective clothing fall away, his own hands working your suit down your legs till you had to step out of it to kick it away. Then Steve moved to his knees before you, making you smile softly to yourself because this wasn't the first time your Alpha worshipped on his knees before you. Your hand moved into his longer hair, pushing it back as large hands spanned against your waist while you stepped in closer for him. Soft brushes of his mouth skimmed across your navel, taking his time to make your belly quiver at the attention he was giving you. 

From this angle you could see his muscled shoulders flexing with his movements, subtle shifts in his touch flared warmth across your body, a heat that you hadn’t felt in what now felt like another lifetime- before you and Steve had a bond broken. Your Little Wolf called for him, her song making you hum while Steve worshipped your body with his mouth, deep rumbles escaping him, his Alpha’s way of reaching for his Little Wolf. His nose pressed in against your pussy, inhaling your scent that made his pupils widen with his arousal before he pressed his teeth into your thigh, making them spread at the pleasured sting he caused, hissing out his name and tugging his hair to bring him back to where you wanted. 

“Let me in Little One.” He growled, watching you with uplifted eyes as your thighs spread further to let him get closer to taste you, his tongue gliding along your pussy. 

Your eyes closed at the sensation, your hold in his hair tightening sharply to keep him against you, his grip falling to your ass to pull you in closer, teasing your sensitive clit with the flat of his tongue, lapping at it while it swelled with your need, sending jolts that made your thighs shake and threaten to squeeze around his head. 

Just as soon as you started getting lost in the moment, he pulled away and stood up. Making your eyes widen in surprise as he shucked the last of his clothes off while pushing you back into the steaming shower. “Steve!” You called his name as he followed in after you, lifting and pinning you back against the shower wall to have you wrap your thighs around his waist, his mouth finding yours. 

You tasted yourself on him, it had you moaning and whimpering into the kiss as your body was alight like it was the first time. He broke away with a pull of your lips, nipping down your neck while you arched upward, the shower wall bracing you. Large hands kneaded your ass cheeks, squeezing and pressing you into his hardness, his cock trapped between your bodies, pressing against your belly. “Little One.” His words groaned against your breast, his teeth sinking blissfully into the softness, tugging a nipple into his mouth and taking a hard pull that made your toes curl and your nails sink into his upper back to hold onto him.  

“Don’t stop.” You urged him on, rubbing yourself against him as much as you could while his hips rocked against you. “I need you to-” 

“Fuck yes.” He growled out while a swipe of his tongue captured your mouth, stealing your words in his kiss, making you moan at the sensation. A hand snaked between your heated bodies, moving his cock to press between your folds, coating himself in your arousal before his thick tip pressed against your entrance. 

You relished the slowness of which Steve filled you, the stretch making you hold your breath and eyes close as your forehead leaned against his, panting through it. 

It felt so fucking good, your cunt squeezing him and making him groan in his relief. Your eyes searched out his, your heart racing as you saw it all in his gaze, the love, passion, and regret for all the lost time. You pressed your lips to his, a gentle bite to his lower lip that you sucked on, his gaze on you so heavy that it had taken your breath away and you needed to distract from it. Your action resulted in a loud possessive rumble coming from him, matching your kiss while he thrusts harder into you. 

Steve felt himself coming back together, piece by piece. You matched his energy, letting yourself get lost against him. Your hands scratched down his back, grabbing onto him like you couldn't let go. His Alpha called for his Little One and Steve couldn't give you everything he had fast enough. Your little moans and whimpers begged him for more. His chest filled with your love once again, your eyes finding his as you rocked your hips to match him. 

“I missed you so much Little One.” He confessed, his head falling forward to press against your forehead and you wrapped your arms around him, your body coming alive once again. Some of those fractures in your soul started to piece together, never the same as before, but another version of who you were and Steve loved you as fiercely as before. 

Neither was this the Alpha you knew before. Studying him in between moments of your eyes trying to roll back when he shifted himself to hit you in a new spot or his kisses making your brain scatter till you had to push your fingers into his longer hair and tug your beast back so you could gasp in air. He had changed and yet, was still your Alpha. 

“Eyes on me Little One.” He growled, snapping your gaze to his as your body shook with the need for relief. “I need to see you come for me, let go of all that control you command now.” You struggled, your Little Wolf a frenzied feral part of you and now you were lost to your desires, when you came, you felt like your body seized, no longer were you in control as you cried out Steve’s name, burying yourself in close and sinking your teeth into his shoulder just to keep from losing yourself. 

A growl filled you, the Alpha rising out of Steve as he slammed his knot in deep, flooding your womb with him, his sharp teeth teasing the sensitive spot on your neck while grunting with each jerk of his cock. “Wherever you go, I will follow Little One” His words were graveled in tone, panting against the shell of your ear. “I belong to you, bonded or not.” He swore as his arms scooped you in closer and eased you both to the shower floor, you were tied to him still straddled in his lap and leaning against his chest, still in a post-orgasmic haze as your Alpha started to take care of you. 

Fingers delved into your hair, scrubbing in shampoo and you further relaxed into him, it had been so long since you had felt this whole. For the first time in a long time, you let yourself go, knowing Steve would keep you safe in your most vulnerable moments. 

The cabin light filtered into morning sunbeams over your face, effectively waking you up. But you merely turned away, burying your head into your nest, sure you were home at the cabin, the lake just outside the balcony door. “Come on Little One.” A teasing voice called you, and a gentle hand cupped your face, a calloused thumb stroking your cheek. “You said you wanted a morning run…” 

“Steve?” You mumbled and immediately sensed that this wasn’t the cabin. No morning breeze filtered in from the open balcony door, no smell of cut wood or the lake filled your senses, but there was Steve. You felt the Alpha press against your back, his heavy arm draped around your hip and his legs tangled in with yours. 

Moments ago had been a dream of home but this right now with Steve was real. 

His warmth enveloped you as you let yourself sink into that relaxing place, where you weren’t asleep, but not quite awake. Even your Little Wolf was in a slumber, the soft ball of energy resting in your mind, at peace within your soul. You gently turned to face Steve, slowly opening your eyes still lost in your thoughts as you studied him. 

Those small worry lines of his had smoothed and strays of his sun-streaked hair fell over his brow. Steve’s full dark lashes swept low, now and then his eyes twitched, but he still appeared to be asleep. He looked so similar to when you first met him in these moments although you knew he had changed as much as you had. Your fingers reached out to brush back some of his hair, his face turning closer in against you, stirring as he inhaled against your wrist before settling in once again. 

Here your Little Wolf finally stretched, you felt the sensation as you mimicked her for a moment, brushing your legs up against Steve’s long muscular ones. The Little Wolf gave a yawn before turning her attention to you. 

<You feel…>

At peace. You filled in, feeling the ease in your chest. Last night was hard, you had left that mission broken and Steve was there for you in the way you had needed him, letting you take the lead. Last night with the kids was so hard, it felt like Pierce’s all over again. The Little Wolf growled softly remembering a life when you were helpless against protecting yourself. Looking back on how far you had come from that day you managed to escape out of Pierce’s pack, so much had happened, both good and bad. 

Steve must have felt some kind of change, his arm shifting around you and tugging you in closer against him, his chest pressing against your back and making you feel secure in his hold. His nose buried in your hair, inhaling deeply against you. “You okay Y/N?” He asked gently, you felt it more than heard it. You let yourself sink in against him. 

“Yes.” You twisted in his hold till you faced him, your faces so close the tips of your noses touching, making his image blur a little, softly around the edges. “I was thinking about last night, how similar it just felt to my past.” Steve’s jaw clenched hearing you bring up your past but he kept quiet, his touch though was enough to pass on what he wanted to say. His arm tightened around you enough so that your body was pulled flush against him. 

You slid your leg in through his, tangling the two of you fully together. “Thank you for being there last night. For just going with it all and not asking me if I was sure or if I wanted this.” 

His hand rubbed up and down your back for a moment, seemingly like he was gathering his thoughts. A slight rumble of his Alpha escaped while his mouth pressed gently to yours. “Thank you for letting me help you.” 

You sighed at the small warm intimacy shared right now, dropping your face in against his neck and hugging yourself around him. Steve’s hold tightened, shifting till he was on his back and you were draped over him, his hand resting against the small of your back to hold you steady while the other trailed his fingers up and down your spine. You felt your Little Wolf basking in the moment too, although she yearned for a shared moment with the Alpha, she was able to appreciate the connection in this way as well. 

You didn’t want this to end, aching to freeze this moment in time. You pushed up off of Steve’s chest to straddle him in a sit, the blanket you had been encased under falling around your hips as you looked down at him. He looked up at you with a relaxed gaze, scanning over your face like he was searching for what you were about to say. Your heart thumped in your chest as heat flared your cheeks at your feelings. 

You didn’t want this to be just these collected moments you two shared, nor did you want it to be just like before. What you wanted was a partnership with Steve and the fact that fear had made you two lose so much time already made your heart ache. You loathed the thought of not taking what you wanted, consequences of what could happen be damned. What was life if it wasn’t taking chances? 

“I need to say something, Steve.” You took a deep breath, his features grew questioning. “I don’t know where we are heading or what our future will look like. I just know I don’t want to do this without you, Steve.” You admitted, your heart pounding in your chest, but your Little Wolf was a soothing presence filling your wild mind with her steady sense of calm. Steve was so quiet that it made you anxious as you stared down at him. Your hands started to fret, tangling your fingers together. 

Steve reached for your hands, enveloping them in his, fingers weaving together till your palms pressed against his. “I told you I would wait, as long as you needed me to… till you were ready Little One. I choose you Y/N and whatever step we’re in, I'm here. Right here.” 

It felt so good to hear him without any hesitation in his tone. You would be lying if you hadn’t held onto some doubt that Steve was all in once again. 

Not that you didn’t believe him, you knew he loved you and that it hadn’t gone away even though he left. But he was so determined to keep his loved ones safe and that would be from himself as well. 

“I’m happy you’re here.” You lightened your tone, leaning in to nip a kiss to his mouth. His hands slid up your spine and pressed slightly between your shoulder blades so you would press in against him, your arms circling his neck as you settled in comfortably, your thighs squeezing lightly against his waist before stretching yourself out once again. “And I don’t want to leave this bed.” 

He laughed slightly, the rumble from his chest vibrating into yours. “Neither do I. I didn’t think I’m ever going to get enough of just being with you.” He admitted with a playful huff against your hair, palming your ass under the blanket still draped around you, but he pulled it back up to cover the two of you once again. “Last night Little One, you were incredible.” He started as he brushed his lips against the shell of your ear. “But I know it was hard. Do you want to talk about any of it?” 

Somewhere along the time you and Steve had stayed in the apartment, it had become a little sanctuary you were grateful for. Your mind wanders over the question you finally let yourself process. “I just want it all to end Steve, it almost feels hopeless some days. We save as many as we can, but they don't ever stop. I feel like I’m not making a difference.” You felt him tense under you, but Steve kept silent to let you continue. Twisting your head to look up at him. “When I showed up at your pack, did you have any idea it would lead here?” 

“No, back when you first came to our border, I had retired from this sort of work with Nick and the Howling Commandos. My focus was being the Alpha our families deserved. I always figured I would do it again, in one way or another though.” His hand cupped your face, drawing you back to him so he could kiss you, properly. The brush of his lips to yours caused a sigh to escape, giving him more of you while the kiss turned deeper with one another. 

It made your body flush, welcoming him just as you always had in these moments. Your fingers traveled into his hair, pushing through his locks and gripping it tightly to hold on. Somehow Steve managed to flip you two, hovering over you as the kiss ended, panting against one another. “This time Little One, I’m so fucking glad I am with you.” Steve lifted himself enough to look at you. “And it is never ending Little One, fuck I have felt it before, so if you’re feeling that way, my Omega,” He leaned his forehead leaned against yours. “I understand.” 

You hugged yourself around Steve, pulling him back into relaxing with you in the nest, ignoring the rest of the world for a little while longer with your Alpha. Your Little Wolf crooned in your mind, a sound for her Alpha. “What made you stop Steve?” 

Steve shifted in next to you, scooping you to your side so your back pressed against his chest, like he couldn’t get enough of feeling you. Even now his arm was loped over your waist and skimming his fingers along your belly. “Burnout. Our troop was exhausted even though Fury gave us breaks, it just wasn't enough. Bucky was the only one who couldn't stop. After we went back to the pack, he was never fully there. But I needed to stop. Unfortunately, it didn't entirely prove to be what I was looking for. I can’t believe I ever tried to have a life with Alanna.” Your Little Wolf snarled at the thought of his ex, the murderous bitch. 

<I would snap her neck again.> Your Little Wolf grumbled. 

“Just so you know, the Little Wolf is turning all snappy at the mention of her.” You whispered and Steve rumbled a deep laugh, burying his face in against your neck and inhaling deeply, drawing your scent deep into his lungs, his arm circling your waist to pull you tight against him. 

“I love you, getting all murdery for me.” He teased. “But Little One, the time we shared, it was the happiest I had ever been. Even with everything that happened, Pierce trying to get you back, sending us to Wakanda, the fight against Brock…” He stalled, whispering to himself. “You’re going to think I’m crazy.” 

“Probably Steve, but tell me.” 

“Being with you, loving you, fighting and surviving with you, it was the happiest in my life… the happiest I have ever been. All of it was with you Little One. Leaving you was the hardest thing I’ve ever willingly done.” His forehead dropped to your shoulder. “I’m Sorry, Omega…” 

“Don’t be Steve.” You reached down to press your fingers through his, holding his hand. “You’re not crazy, cause everything you just said, I felt all of that too.” Lifting your joined hands, you pressed your mouth to his knuckles. 

“I’m going to spend the rest of my lifetime showing you how incredible you are Little One, how fucking lucky I am to love you.” 

[ephemic]

"we're the avengers, man… 🤨" pt. 2/2

[melancholyghoul]

Do you think Eddie will realise what his priorities are during the 12 hour drive from LA to El Paso ?

[sunniewr]

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𖢷⠀⠀﹙⠀⠀ೄ݀⠀⠀༅⠀⠀ׅ⠀⠀🧼 ᪲᪲⠀⠀⠀꥓ׅ⠀

⠀⠀⠀𝓒𝒉𝗋𝗂ꨳ⠀ᧉ𝗏⍺ֵ𝗇ꨳ⠀⠀ᡣ  ⋅  ⋅  ᪲ა⠀⠀ׅ⠀⠀♡⠀⠀ׂ⠀⠀⠀͙

[recsbylotte]

Chris Evans in Red One

❊⚹*  By clicking ↣ HERE ↢ or the source link, you’ll be redirected to #90 #180 gifs ( 268x150px ) of American actor Chris Evans as Jack O'Malley in the movie Red One. He was around 41 years old at the time of filming so please cast accordingly! They’re all made, sized and edited by me. Feel free to use them for any purposes. A like/reblog is always appreciated! Please give credit when you redistribute e.g. within gif hunts! *⚹❊

NOTE: to be updated TRIGGERS: fire If you like my work, consider buying me a 🍒 cola!

[keetika]

    —   ⁺  𝐂𝐇𝐑𝐈𝐒 𝐄𝐕𝐀𝐍𝐒  ,  1981  [ #967 GIFS ] GHOSTED ( 2023 )  /  chris evans is white, please cast accordingly and use appropriately. all of the gifs have been created from scratch by me. to access the gifs please click the source link. do not edit, claim as your own or add into your own hunts! time and effort were spent into making these gifs, a like or a reblog would be much appreciated!

[ ! ] content warning: kissing, drinking, eating, partial nudity, firearms

[ ! ] commission work: to view commission info, click here

[originalcrime]

thinking about a werewolf au where everyone's a wolf except for Buck who’s a dog. like, okay, Maddie is also a dog but she’s a very wolffish sort of dog. if you met her in a dark alley you wouldn’t think she was domesticated. but Buck is a straight up golden retriever

[coughdropeater2]

watching ppl still talking abt Chris Evans and Scarlett Johansson's relationship and shipping them as if he and alba haven't been dropping a million and a half hints that they're trying for kids

[sweater-daddiesdumbdork]

On The Hunt: Working As A Unit

Summary- 5.2k Alpha Steve x Little One Reader. You and Steve are finding a new side to being around one another. Neither of you had simple downtime before, but a possible glimpse into what life could be like for you. A mission together leads you two to become a lethal team.

Warnings- Hand-on-hand combat, heated at the moment making out and touching. This is an 18+ Only Blog.

A/N- Wow it's been a while and I so appreciate everyone who has been so patient, sending supportive messages and the asks simply saying that they missed this couple. Knowing really kept me going. I know I have been vocal about how I've been struggling with writing but you all keep me going. I love it so much, even when it's hard. Thank you so much @yenzys-lucky-charm for bouncing ideas, reading the snippets I would email, and giving suggestions. You have no idea how much it means to me. Dividers made by @firefly-graphics. Happy Reading!

Chapter 9 / Masterlist

You and Steve started going on more missions together that Shuri sent along while waiting for Ulysses to return to the area. 

Sometimes it was about gathering intel on suspected smugglers, other times it was wider-spread travel, intercepting shipments leaving with hostages. All small, and easy enough for you and Steve to do together without many issues. 

Together you two started growing as a functioning team, relying on each other in ways you hadn’t before. Steve began to rely on your tracking skills, letting the Little Wolf lead the way to intercept smugglers moving small groups of shifters while your smaller stature kept you easily from sight. You in turn depended on Steve to take out threats along the way, the Alpha using speed and surprise to subdue anyone who took notice of the Little Wolf prowling. 

With T’Challa’s help, you could relocate the victims to get the help they needed and pass along information, allowing Wakanda to start mapping out trafficking routes. 

You and Steve were making a difference together. 

On the days when Shuri had no missions to send you two on and Ulysses had yet to make an appearance to the warehouse, you and Steve used this downtime to rest and prepare. Thankfully the heat passed, without you doing anything with Steve beyond sleeping in his bed with him. That simple act was enough to get you both through it. You had the Alpha’s presence in what became your nest and Steve was allowed to take care of the Omega in whichever way you needed him. 

As much as you both craved the intimacy sex would give in the moment, you knew deep down that you were still trying to heal, and be with Steve with trust in him not to abandon you or force you into a position that gave him all the power over you.

Steve kept his promise, nothing would happen between you two till you were ready. 

You learned to appreciate those days of nothing but each other's company. Typically Steve was the first to wake up and make breakfast.

Since your heat was over, you had moved back into your bedroom, without him fighting you about it. The Little Wolf had something to say, but she relented in the end. Whenever you wandered out Steve would have a plate of food ready along with coffee, and a gentle smile before you two would fall into a safe conversation, usually going over mission notes together and putting together a report to send back to T’Challa. 

Mid mornings Steve usually went for his runs while you did your workouts in the open living area, sometimes if Steve came back in time, he would follow along with you, going through the defense and attack moves that you had learned from the panthers in Wakanda. Steve also showed you other moves that he had learned in his years with the Howling Commandos, you were a quick study, and earning Steve’s praise made you feel giddy in a way that you hadn’t in a long time. 

Sweat was running down your back and face, heavily panting while Steve tossed you a water bottle while guzzling his own down, a wide proud smile flashed at you. “Y/N, do you even know how badass you are Little One?” He gave you a slight nudge when you turned a bit shy, rolling your eyes at him while taking some deep swallows from the bottle to keep from saying anything. “I mean it, if you ever wanted to, I’m sure Natasha would train you in her skillset.” 

You paused, your heart aching at his words like he genuinely believed you would one day return to his home, regardless of the status of you two. But you partially felt responsible that the pack didn’t have their Alpha, and part of you wondered how many of the wolves felt that you were to blame for his disappearance. Steve frowned seeing you shut down in front of him, your face turning away and your lips pulling tight as your inner thoughts spun, the Little Wolf growing agitated in your mind. Impulsive his fingers gripped your chin, making you face him with a questioning look. “Little One, where are you?” When your eyes snapped back into the moment, he let his hand drop. 

“Steve, I don’t know if going back is an option for me. That’s your home, your family. Me being there…” You broke off, not wanting to voice those dark little thoughts. 

Steve’s brow came together as he pieced together what you were not saying. “Y/N, you are a member of the pack, you became one the moment I invited you to stay before we were even together.” 

That’s always going to be our home Y/N. Your Little Wolf chimed in with a swish of her tail.  

“Our pack is found family.” Steve continued. “Bucky and I were born into it, but Sam and Sara came when they needed a place outside of the chaos of Shield. Natasha’s home pack was destroyed to recruit the pups, training them into assassins. When she broke free of them, she went to Nick Fury to deliver the organization’s crimes and he sent us in to dismantle the organization. She came back with me. Pietro and Wanda landed in Tony’s pack for a short time and went between us when they needed a break from the city. Clint came with his human wife needing to give her space from living in a pack but still be close enough for his wolf to find peace and have safety for his family.” Steve pieced together different members' stories, trying to convince you that you belonged there just as any of the others did. “It doesn't matter if we’re mated or not Y/N, they are your family and will tell you the same thing I did. You came when you needed a home and it will remain your home. Regardless of our history, I would never ask you to leave your family.” 

Now that was something you never considered, but the idea of it settled. You and Steve had already come so far with each other since he first left, would you be able to stay even just as friends? The Little Wolf settled back down once your line of thinking shifted. 

The evenings were when you two finally relaxed, crashing on the couch with the apartment TV. playing a movie that one of you picked out. You would curl up in the corner of the couch, eyes glued to the movie Steve had picked that night. 

This wasn’t something you had done before, not like this. Living with Pierce pack, there wasn’t entertainment allowed to the shifters for sale, you were just kept locked away with the necessities and each other to keep company, and living with Steve, you two would occasionally settle into watching some TV show, but most of the time you two or the wolves were exploring, Steve giving you a glimpse of life like you've never experienced before. But that wasn’t the case anymore and you found a deep love of movies. 

So night after night, you would make some snacks that you found in the store around the corner of the block, Steve would scan for iconic movies you absolutely must see, according to him. 

You got to also see a side of Steve you hadn’t seen before. A completely relaxed man, tossing popcorn into the air to catch you two turning it into a game, soon there was popcorn scattered all across the living room as the two of you started trying to toss it across the couch into one another's mouth. 

His face would scrunch up when you bounced the buttery pieces off his forehead or cheeks, making him chuck his pieces right back at you, making you smile in victory. “For being the big bad wolf Steve, you can’t catch worth shit.” You teased from across the couch, tossing up a piece to catch on your own. 

Steve brushed the loose popcorn on the floor and prepared to clean it up the next day. “I’m better at taking bites, not playing catch.” His teeth snapped in your direction and the two of you stared at each other for a few seconds before bursting into laughter, tears streaming down your face as your giggles turn to hiccups. 

The Alpha is smug in Steve’s mind, knowing he made you laugh like that. 

Slowly movie night worked its magic, before either of you knew it, you two were cuddled up together on the couch, sharing bowls of snacks between you and the two of you debating the quality of the storyline and characters. Steve started getting a feel for what he thought you liked and proposed your first movie marathon. 

You lasted halfway through the eleven-hour Lord of the Rings marathon. You tried but somewhere in the middle of the second movie your head dipped down onto Steve’s shoulder and your breathing leveled out into the tone of sleep. 

<Look at that Steve, put her right to sleep.> The Alpha snickered in Steve’s mind, prowling restlessly in missing the bond. Steve barely moved as he eased the blanket off the back of the couch, letting it drape over your curled-up form, and you cuddled up closer to him, rubbing your face into the crook of his neck. 

Steve stiffened, this was the first time you’d touched him since your heat and he didn’t want to push past boundaries. 

<You relaxing with her isn’t gonna undo everything you two have accomplished so far.> 

Steve let the Alpha’s common sense settle, letting himself loosen, sinking in a bit against you and enjoying your warmth pressing into him. His focus turned back to the movie while his arm rested over your shoulders. 

When you woke up the next morning, you were still on the couch, your head pillowed and covered in a soft blanket that smelled like Steve. You tugged it around you tighter, sleepily smiling as you buried your face into the soft fabric and inhaled. Your Little Wolf was so content in your mind. You felt safe here, with Steve in this little apartment and it hit you that you hadn’t felt this way in a long time. Even when you were back in Wakanda, you constantly felt the need to watch your back. Now with Steve, you could relax and put all your energy into the mission. 

Adrenaline rushed through your veins, everything was in hyper-focus. Your Little Wolf paced, wanting to hunt down her prey. 

She practically salivated at the thought of opening her maw wide and sinking her fangs into these bastard's flesh, ripping them apart piece by piece.  

You let that rush feed your senses, making everything sharper. 

The crowd of handlers was rough with the shifters they were smuggling, all of them enclosed in collars. The Little Wolf’s snarls filled your mind at the sight. Your eyes narrowed on them, these were not panthers like you were expecting. 

Shuri had sent coordinates for a pack of wolves. You whispered, enough for Steve to hear you in the comm in your ear. “Where do you think they are from?” 

The Alpha was out of sight looking for the best vantage point of attacking the smugglers while keeping the prisoners safe. “I don’t know Little One. I don’t recognize any of them. They could be from home… we knocked out a large portion of it when we took out Brock, but it's hard knowing how far Hydra has spread.” 

“Are we able to get them out?” You asked as you started taking a quick count of how many there were.

“Their collars are not like mine,” Steve observed, making you take note of the leather strap enclosed around their necks. “I think that it's merely preventing them from shifting, they are fighting against the bonds, so they have free will.” 

Indeed you saw several snarl at the armed individuals forcing them from the warehouse, marching them across a shipping yard towards a large cargo ship. “That’s good.” 

“They won’t be fighting against us, if my theory is correct.” 

“Alright Captain, what’s the plan here?” 

“Cute Little One.” You heard him snort a bit, making your Little Wolf huff in amusement. “Get your ass onto that cargo ship unseen. If you can make your way to holding, do it.” 

You started working your way closer, using cargo containers to shield you from the scattering of guards on the perimeter. “And then what?” 

“Work your way inside, take out whoever you have to. There should be minimal security below deck.” 

“What are you going to do?” You paused at the ship's edge, scanning it for a way to get onboard. Nearby you could hear voices, but still seemed far enough away that you didn't duck back into hiding. Not yet anyway. 

“Work my way through the above deck crew.” You heard a swoosh through the comm, sure it was the shield T’Challa had made for him. You tapped your bracelet, feeling the metal lightly sweep over your chest and across your back, covering your most vulnerable spots. 

You kept searching for a spot to climb onto the towering cargo ship.“You got this Little One?” 

Your Little Wolf tensed, ready for you to take that leap. “Got this Alpha, see you up there.” 

“I will make a distraction for you and draw their attention so you can slip inside.” 

You prepared yourself for Steve’s distraction, sprinting to the walkway leading up to the ship's dock. It wasn’t long till you heard shouts of alarm and shots. 

“You better be okay Steve!” You harshly whispered into your comm as you took the opening. 

“Worried about me, Little One?” You heard in return, a hint of teasing in his tone while his comm crackled with background noise. 

“Just not in the mood to come save your ass.” You sass back, letting your senses wander. The ship shuddered beneath your feet, signaling that it was getting ready to ship off. Noticing a door that led into the ship, you sprinted for it. Skidding to the metal door, you eased inside. 

“Stay safe Little One.” Steve’s voice filled your head just as you ran into someone patrolling. His eyes widened when he saw you, raising his weapon in preparation to shoot you. 

It was automatic, your leg swung out to kick the barrel away and you pushed forward, your hand lashing out to cuff the man's face. The butt of the gun swung into your shoulder, knocking you off kilter. 

“We got a brea-” The guard started into his comm system. With a snarl, you tackled him, grabbing at his ear and ripping at the device to keep him from continuing his alert. The gun went skidding out of reach, but he hit you to stop your attack, whiplashing your face till blood burst from your mouth from a busted lip and making your head ring at how hard he had hit you. “Bitch!” His foot planted against you, shooting you off of him to sail over his head. You crashed against the floor, skidding across the metal. 

Your body twisted away from him. <Weapon!> Your Little Wolf alerted you and you snatched it to pull towards you when he came crashing back on you, the air crushed from your body. It was worth it though, getting him that close as you were able to swing the gun, cracking it aside his head. 

The guard's eyes rolled back at the sudden hit and he collapsed over you. “Fuck” You muttered, wriggling till you were able to pull out from underneath him. Shouldering the rifle, you also shoved his comm in your ear to listen in on the others. You pulled at him to drag him into a nearby room and slammed the door shut, twisting the handle enough to break it, preventing it from opening. 

In the comm, you could hear shouts of alarm, that someone was wreaking havoc on the top deck. 

<Steve is giving us our chance to secure the hostages.>

With a sprint, you started racing towards the stairs and swinging over the banister to drop several levels quickly, bypassing as much as you could. And we're gonna make every second count. 

“WHOA!” Someone shouted from the stairwell, making you glance up to see a couple of faces looking down at you. They didn’t give another warning, their weapons shoved over the railing and shot down at you. You ducked the bouncing bullets as best you could, dodging out of the stairwell back into a hallway. Thumps from the stairwell let you know they weren’t far behind.

Securing yourself around a corner, you dropped to your knees, rifle aimed down the hallway, ready for the attack. 

The Little Wolf honed in on the sound of footsteps, under your breath, you started counting the seconds to yourself, your breathing going calm. Once that door slammed open, your finger pressed down on the trigger. 

The shield Steve was given repelled the bullets, his arm shooting up to block himself while using the shield as a ram, rushing against the crew while bullets rained on him. The pinging was ear-splitting but they bounced off, resulting in hitting quite a few of the people attacking him. 

It had gone far better than he expected. The scattering of bullets dropping men in his path, then a few well-placed hits between his fist and the shield kept the momentum. 

<BEHIND YOU!> Came a sharp snarl and Steve twisted enough to miss the dagger in his back, catching him on the side of his neck instead. 

Pain made him bare his teeth with a snarl, turning to his foe. 

“Last one I expected to see.” Came the man's sharp reply, his blade swinging in his hand till his hand gripped the handle, prepared to slash at Steve should he come close enough. “Better prepared though than when Brock took you. Where’s your little bitch this time?” His smirk was cold as he continued his taunts. "Figures you would be too weak to snap her neck."

Steve let his words slide away, eyeing the man. <Provoke him into an attack.> His Alpha circled slowly, a predator on his hunt. 

Steve sensed the change in the air, the confidence in his opponent growing that he was able to push the Alpha into dropping his protection. It gave him the guts to charge Steve, his knife ready to sink into him. 

Last second Steve swung his arm up, the vibranium swiftly blocking the attack and cutting the blade off at the handle. With his hand, he grasped the sheared knife blade falling and flicked his hand into the man's gut, sinking the metal into him. 

Blood spurted out of his mouth, his eyes wide in surprise as Steve snarled in his face. “You were not much of a threat, were you?” The man dropped, Steve clenched his cut hand, trying to stop the bleeding grabbing the bare knife had caused. “Y/N… location?” He said out loud, holding his breath still to quiet himself, letting the comm have all his focus. 

It was quiet for a few moments, making the Alpha in him grow agitated. <Call again> 

Give her a chance. Steve waited for it, anything from you when your voice cut through the silence he willed on himself.

“I’m below… port side. I still haven't found where they are keeping them.” Your aggravated voice came through. “Shit-” Your voice suddenly cuts out, making Steve cry out. 

“Y/N?” He bolted, shoving himself into an open door, and racing down the stairs, he started passing others that you had already taken out. Steve headed towards the left, darting down halls and crashing through doors, essentially following your trail. 

Your scent was getting stronger and soon he heard loud thumps and grunts. The Alpha snarled as fear tainted Steve, all his senses growing sharper trying to get to you. 

Sprinting down the hall and locating where the sounds of fighting were coming from, he busted into a steel door, making it snap open to find you with your thighs wrapped around a man's head, your hands gripping at him and yanking his head back, your teeth bared with the effort while the man struggled to get free. 

It made Steve pause a second, processing that he was watching you about to snap a man's neck. And with a yank, the body fell limp and you untangled yourself. “Fuck…” He muttered, making your gaze snap to his, heated between the two of you. 

For half a second, before your eyes widened in alarm. “Behind you!” Steve whipped around to throw his shield up, the ping of bullets bouncing off them. A kick was aimed at his uncovered legs, making him grunt in surprise as he stumbled back, making you yelp in alarm.

<SHIFT!>  

You started wiggling yourself free from under the body, your Little Wolf urging you to shift cause she could move faster than you could. But it wasn’t necessary, the next moment a hand shot at you, Steve taking hold of your hand and pulling you to your feet. 

“Are you hurt?” You both asked each other at once, both of you panting from exertion and adrenaline racing, your hands pawed at one another, trying to check each other out when you took an exhale of relief. 

He was fine. 

“Little One,” Steve growled, staring down at you with a wild look, betraying everything he was feeling in that gaze. The glazed look of adrenaline-rushed fear and relief, as well as the lust simmering for you, the need to be able to reach out and take you. 

And you so desperately wanted it, your heart racing and the whole mission catching up to you, you pulled in closer, grasping at him to lift yourself to crash your mouth into his with a possessive growl. 

One that Steve equally matched with force, the air stolen from you as he hauled you into his arms, your legs wrapping around his waist and arching into him as you pushed your fingers into his hair to grasp on, tilting your head to get closer inside of him, your tongue plunging past sharp bites and snarls. 

Your back slammed into the ship's steel wall, effectively pinning you against his hardened body and it drove you feral feeling your mate so hard between your thighs, your hips rocking into him for the friction, your suit rubbing you in a teasing way, but you wanted to rip it off, everything between you. 

You wanted to feel his heat pour into you, his body smothering yours till you couldn’t get free, not ever again. You wanted to be claimed inside and out, made to be all his. 

More than being in heat could ever burn you. This wasn’t just a need to fuck each other. 

“You gotta- you gotta make me stop.” He hissed against your mouth, his eyes screwing shut like he was trying to control himself and you gave a sharp tug on his hair, pulling his mouth open in a gasp so you could claim again. “We can’t right-” 

You cut him off before even letting him finish. “Don’t you fucking dare Steve, not this time. You can’t take my choice from me.” You studied his eyes when they sprang back open, searching for your consent. “I want this, this is me telling you yes.” You tilted to his neck, nipping along the column to make him shudder, his head tilting back to give you all the room to use your mouth on him. You felt your Little Wolf tense, almost like she was holding her breath, waiting to see what Steve would choose. “The question is, do you want us? As messy and complicated we might be?” You felt him pull away, letting your feet settle back onto the floor, the ships wall no longer at your back. The space in between the two of you felt miles wide, making your Little Wolf curl on herself. 

Would he believe you were ready or would he pull away convincing himself that he wasn’t good enough for you? Steve eased you back from him, making sure you were looking right in his eyes, seeing the truth for yourself. “Before I even knew who you were, Little One, I looked for you. I will always want this life with you.” 

So easily were the roles reversed, Steve grasping the front of your neck to drag you in against him, closing whatever distance there was between you two. Your body so easily fit against his, all your senses coming alive feeling him hard against you while blue eyes searched yours, silently pleading for this moment to be true. 

All you could do was share another look back, reassurance, desire, hunger, and love. Words couldn't come close to what you needed to say to him, even if you could talk right now. But it was enough for Steve, for he claimed your mouth with his, taking away every rational thought. 

Your Little Wolf started her mates' song while Steve practically took all the air from your lungs. You clutched at him till he maneuvered you back into a wall, bouncing against the ship's metal with a whimper from you. 

It was enough to make him pull back, concern flashing across his features for a second but you yanked him back, clutching your hands into his suit and urging him with your kiss. You bit onto his lip, tugging. You wanted all of him, all that time spent apart made you feel almost frantic to reclaim some of what was lost. 

Steve growled against your mouth, your taste sending him right back to that first mating, how he couldn't get you out of his head, his Alpha driven mad to have you as his. His hand at your throat softened, slid up to cup your face, and then back to the base of your neck, digging his fingers into your hair and clutching, easing you back till your head tilted back. 

Panting as you stared up at him, you tilted your head back even further to let your throat flash, his gaze dropping to the column that bared his old bonding mark. It made his eyes flash almost possessively while he dropped his head and nipped along your neck, but never made that bonding claim even though he scrapped his teeth against it, making your body tighten, your thighs clenching as heat rushed through your core. His hand not holding your head still skimmed down your body, taking his time even though his kisses were urgent. “I never told you enough how perfect you are Little One. The only one I could ever belong to.” He breathed against you, his nose buried in against the racing pulse in your neck, drawing you in. 

Your touch was all over, recommitting the feeling of your Alpha against you. Your hands tried to work the fabric looser so you could get to his skin, but your hands were captured, stretching above your head to keep you pinned in place. “Please, Steve.” Your body arched, anything now to have him touch you, your Little Wolf was driving you mad with her song. She craved her Alpha, just as badly as you did.  

“I know Little Wild One, my Omega.” Steve nipped at your mouth, drawing you into another kiss that was deeper and more wild than the last one at first, slowing down into one of worship from him. His hand slipped between your thighs, gliding up to your center where you arched your hips into his touch. 

And this time being touched felt right. His hand cupped your heat, fingers pressing right against your sensitive spot and setting off your bundle of nerves till you were whimpering against his mouth. “Inside me Steve, I need you, not your fingers.” 

His jaw clenched at your words, the muscle fluttering with restraint. “We can’t do this...” His nostrils flared and he started cursing in his growls, catching your arousal and making his pupils dilate sharply on you. 

Your heart started to break at his words, a pained growl rising from you as you tried pulling from his hold but his hand on your wrists tightened and your teeth bared as you tilted your head, lust and anger taking over your features suddenly. 

His fingers never slowed down still bringing you higher, all your nerves firing pleasure through your body till it shook. “You cut me off earlier Little One. We can’t right now because it’s not safe.” His mouth nipped yours, risking the possibility of you biting back. His mouth dipped to your ear, growling against it. “Once I’m so deep inside you, knotting you to me, I am not going to be able to stop, not till you’re begging me for relief and then I still might not be able to. Be my good Omega because right now it's too dangerous for me to make up for all my mistakes while I am worshiping your body. Let me get you back to your nest.” His hand slipped into the band of your pants until he could feel just how warm you were, his touch expertly finding that bundle of swollen nerves and dragging calloused fingertips around it, circling and applying more pressure. Every little pleasurable nerve raced through your system. The touch of leather of his fingerless gloves made you whimper, arching your hips into his touch, letting yourself go finally. 

Your face buried in against him, still riding his hand for that relief. The spiral was building faster. Steve lifted your head from his chest, pressing his forehead to yours. “Come for me Little One.” He nipped his command on your mouth, pulling your whimpers and moans into him, all those pleasured sounds till you gasped, your gaze losing focus as you sank in against him. He let your wrists go, falling heavily onto his shoulders and he steadied you with murmured praises. “I promise Little One, I got you, I’m not letting you go.” 

Steve buried his nose in your hair, inhaling your scent deeply. Feeling his mate so close calmed his Alpha from fighting him too much. Your scent was warmth wrapping around him, that you were satisfied and taken care of, enabling the Alpha in his mind to settle knowing that you were safe with him. Warmth curled through him feeling you hide against him, his arms wrapping you closer so you felt safe in this moment. If he had it his way, you would be back at the apartment, treating you properly. The way an Alpha took care of his mate. His mouth pressed against the top of your head, pressing gentle assuring kisses to the crown.

If Steve could have, he would have stayed like that forever, let time stand still cause this was everything he let go of and somehow was given a second chance. You shifted in closer, molding your body to his own while you buried your face in closer, pressing your lips to his collarbone before pulling back to look up at him. “You meant it, all of it?” 

Steve let his gloved hands cup your face, leaning his forehead against yours. “All of it. I know I made a mistake letting you go and I shouldn’t have let my fear win over my common sense.” He swallowed hard, as if he wasn’t sure what to expect but was preparing himself. 

“Come on Alpha, we still have others to save.” You leaned up to press an assuring kiss to him before he let you go, the two of you now racing to find the hostages together, a team.

[bbnosrph]

PRIVATE DELIVERY: A pack of 200 gifs of Chris Evans in Red One has been completed and sent to its owner for private use! If you're interested in commissioning your own custom gif pack, check out the link in the source for all details and pricing!

✨ This is a new blog, so reblogs or likes for a boost would mean the world! Thank you! ✨

[conjuringgifs]

FINISHED COMMISSION by clicking the source link, you will find 300 gifs of chris evans from defending jacob episodes 2 and 3. all these were made by me. do not repost, claim as your own, edit in any way, or include in gif hunts. this includes taking my gifs and making your own gif sets. were these useful to you? give this post a like or a reblog please.   want to support me? consider a commission or buy me a ko-fi!  

[summerofrps]

by following the source link below, you will be brought to a gif page containing TWO HUNDRED gif icons of CHRIS EVANS in his role of ransom drysdale in knives out, sized 268x150. all gifs were made by me from scratch. you are free to edit to your heart’s content, but credit back to this post, do not claim them as your own, and do not repost into gif hunts.

[willowsallen]

🪶    /    in  the  source  link  below,  you’ll  gain  access  to  #656  gifs  of  chris  evans  in  defending  jacob,  s01e01-04  (2020).  he  was  born  in  the  year  1981  and  is  of  white  descent,  so  please  cast  appropriately  when  using  my  resources.  all  of  these  gifs  were  made  from  scratch,  so  you  may  edit  these  as  much  as  you’d  like,  but  please  don’t  redistribute  or  claim  as  your  own.  please  refer  to  my  rules  for  further  information.

note:  this  pack  is  accessible  through  payhip  and  is  $8.

[recsbylotte]

Chris Evans in Deadpool & Wolverine

❊⚹*  By clicking ↣ HERE ↢ or the source link, you’ll be redirected to #34 gifs ( 268x150px ) of American actor Chris Evans as Johnny Storm in the movie Deadpool & Wolverine. He was around 41-42 years old at the time of filming so please cast accordingly! They’re all made, sized and edited by me. Feel free to use them for any purposes. A like/reblog is always appreciated! Please give credit when you redistribute e.g. within gif hunts! *⚹❊

TRIGGERS: fire If you like my work, consider buying me a 🍒 cola!

[turninlovedits]

★ MALE EDITION LAYOUTS.

no olvides dar créditos si usas : @ turninlove ( twitter ).

don't forget to give credits if you use : @ turninlove ( twitter ).