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Pairing : Chris Evans X Reader
Warnings : Hard pressure, deep fuck, rough sex, head pressed to bed.
Word count : 800
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Inspired by a thoughts post by @grapesohdah
You could feel the pooled drool against your cheek as it seeped into the fabric below your face. He still had your head pressed to the bed as he worked his fingers into your weak core. He wanted you nice and wet, ready to stretch around his cock when he was done teasing you.
āYou know? That weak little voice of yours makes the cutest sounds.ā His fingers curled along with the last syllable, making your little moans morph into a muffled wail as your eyes started to water.
āIt sounds so nice when you whine into the pillows.ā
Your voice strained into a high pitch as he pushed your head further into the bedding, and he slipped his fingers away.
āCalm down, you wonāt be empty for long. Iāll make you feel more than full, I promise.ā
His thumb slipped over his tip before he dragged it along your slick core, only grazing the needy little fuck-hole before he pressed himself against it.
Thereās that little whine again. This time it would be accompanied by a labored squirm as you tried to wiggle your needy cunt along his length. He had you plenty slick for him too, so even with the tight grip of your pussy there was still plenty of sweet friction. He had you trained so well.
The palm of his hand is still pressed into the back of your head, nails lightly digging into your scalp. The pressure only grows as he leans in near your ear, and the thick of his beard tickles along the side of your neck as he grits through his teeth āyou take me so well, baby. Right to the fucking back in one go.ā
You can only mumble and whine back as his strong thick body blankets you. He radiated warmth and power, making your feeble joints creak under his weight.
He did indeed bottom out, pressing his pelvis against the plush of your soft thighs and ass. He doesnāt hesitate to start pulling himself away just to thrust right back in with rough slow drags, rewarded with a hefty fuck forward as his hand shoved your head further into the sheets.
The joints in your neck popped as the pressure pushed them apart. You could feel your bones ache from the force he had on you.
His tongue flicks out to capture the lobe of your ear, bringing it between his teeth. His bite travels around the shell of your ear, all the while fanning the back of your neck with his hot breath.
Each word vibrates from his chest against your back.
āThis naughty little cunt just swallows me up, doesnāt it.ā
Itās enough to make you tighten around his cock, forcing you to feel every ridge of it right down to its slight curvature. āGonna bend you pussy to the shape of my cock.ā
He draws himself out and slams right back in to bump against the back of your cunt. Each thrust ricochets through your body, added with the dull throb of pain from taking him even deeper.
Your head would be bumping against the bed frame if he wasnāt holding it down, so you just let your little moans escape into the bedding.
His other hand slips along the side of your body to grip the soft handle of your round hip. Better for him to fuck you into the bed until it swallows you up.
Heās playing with you like a cheap little toy made of weak springs, winding and winding and winding so tight tight tight until he bumps the head of his cock nice and deep against that sweet spot. You can only dig your teeth into the blanket as that spring snaps apart and your gushing around his cock.
āSo wet, baby..Fuck!ā Each hard thrust sputters and he spills into you with a jolt of his cock. His hips continue to smack against the back of your thighs, still pinned under him as he fills you far too full.
One hand slips off your back only to come back down your ass cheek with an audible slap, only to dig in upon recontact.
The other; still tightly wrapped in your hair; pulls your head up near his, letting a rush of cold air hit your hot drool-stained cheeks.
Strands of sweat-soaked hair left stuck to your forehead are gently pulled away by his free hand as the other still tugs at your scalp. He leans back in to sing a sweet little "breathe, baby. While you still can" into the side of your neck as his teeth graze the skin.
His cock stops twitching, but heās definitely not finished with you for the night. He'll slip out slowly and gently and his spendings will dribble out your abused little core.
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*sometime after Eddie left* Buck: I think your dad is going to do something stupid. Chris: I think so too. Buck: Did you see his face? Chris: I know. And he bought us pizza. Buck: Guilt food. The audacity. Chris: ...We're still going to eat it, right? Buck, smiles: ...I mean, it can't be called guilt food if we're not going to eat it.
#911 show#911 on abc#incorrect 911 quotes#incorrect quotes#evan buckley#christopher diaz#buckley diaz family#that episode was rough#not mad at it but man#we focus on the good things#aka buck chris night
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do you guys have wattpad??
wattpad: @ luvbyScott
2nd account (dark themes only): @ dark-authorr
Hello, supporters of this account,
I am one of the most active authors of this account, and I thought it should be time to expand our skills for people in need in fiction like ours. It is October. Kinktober for us, and we would like to open you guys to our Wattpad and our second Tumblr account.
Wattpad - This app and the account given will be used for longer stories. We will start a story and ask our supporters for advice for every chapter. We love to interact with our supporters, so having multiple books to help you all would be amazing.
We also will be posting one-shots there as well. We expect for you all to comment, like, repost, and follow us so we can continue.
If we do not get the likes, moments or following we need on Wattpad, Iām afraid we will shut it down.
2nd Tumblr account - This account will strictly be for the strong who can go through dark themes. We will block anyone who sends hate or says anything about not liking the style. This is why we have two accounts. That account will have absolutely no filter.
Follow, like, comment, and share the account so we can get our numbers up and get more active.
It is Kinktober, and we have a lot coming for the next half of this month. Stayed toned. I love you all!
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Happy Hoelloween! šā¤ļø Please accept this lil hoe treat just for you:
It looks like heās had a hard day and needs one of your sweet treats to turn his frown upside down. Hope youāre up for it, because he sure is šš
A Well-deserved Treat
Pairing: Curtis Everett x Reader (modern AU)
Summary: After a long day, you know exactly what Curtis needs
Word count: 729
Content/warnings: 18+ ONLY, MINORS DNI, grunty Curtis, grumpy Curtis, nonverbal Curtis, soapy handjob, shower, Curtisās beautiful naked body
A/N: Hehehe, happy Hoelloween, Siri!! A sweet treat, indeed!! Thank you so much for sending this in. Sorry itās a little bit after Halloween, but I think this kind of slowed-down comfort is what we need right now. My poor Curty having a hard day? The least I can do is take care of him when he always does the same for me!!!
Thank you all for reading! Comments, reblogs, and asks are sooooo appreciated.
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Curled up on the couch queueing up all the scary movies you had planned to watch for the night, you heard his truck pull into the driveway. Curtis was finally home, and it was much later than you both had anticipated.
On most days, he was gone before the sunrise, that part wasnāt new. But early hours usually meant an early return unless something went wrong at the shop. And judging by the way the sun was well below set in the sky and you were already on your second bowl of candy for the trick-or-treaters, something went really wrong.
The door closed a little harder than usual, although Curtis was careful not to slam it. Based off of that, he didnāt seem angry about the day, but most definitely annoyed at the very least.
You turned to greet him, but he was already gone, the faint sound of him toeing off his boots filling the hallway along with his jingling belt buckle. He was probably going to take a shower to wash the day away, which was a good idea. That always calmed him a little, but he probably needed even more than that.
Curtis was probably going to take a bit of a longer shower, too, but you didnāt want to waste time. You moved quickly to throw the blanket off of you, grabbing the bowl of candy and setting it on the doormat for kids to help themselves. Your man needed you.
You ran quickly with your socked feet faintly sliding on the wooden floors, grateful you had already closed the windows earlier as you shucked off pieces of clothing one by one, leaving a trail.
Once you got to the bathroom door, Curtis was already under the water, simply standing there and letting it rush over him, a faint frown on his face. His hulking shoulders rose and fell steadily with his even breathing which was interrupted as you stepped into his space.
Curtisās eyes blinked open, his long eyelashes catching droplets of water. Your heart sunk a little, seeing the clear exhaustion in his features as you reached up, your hands gently cupping his jaw, beard lightly scratching your palms.
āHi, honey,ā you whispered just above the sound of rushing water. He simply sighed and gave a grunt in response. Curtis had used his voice too much today, barking orders and corrections around the shop, dealing with more than his fair share of customers. Words were not something he wanted to produce right now, and he was so happy you could see that with the sympathetic smile that you flashed him.
Without a second thought, you knew exactly what you needed to do, reaching to the side and grabbing a dollop of body wash. You lathered it between your hands before pressing them against his firm pecs, rubbing in small circles. You moved outward across the broad expanse of his chest, watching his eyes flutter shut and his head tilt backwards in ecstasy.
You worked your way downward, over the hair of his chest and the ridges of his abs until you came upon the thatch of hair just above where he was starting to grow hard. The relaxation and care you were showing him was enough to do that, and after the kind of day he had, be needed a release.
You reached your soapy hand for his shaft, slowly pumping his length. You were startled as Curtisās hand shot out and slapped the shower wall, his chin falling to his sternum as his breaths began to pick up. You could hear them huffing out of his nose. He watched the way you expertly twisted your wrist, slightly tentative since he still hadnāt spoken yet.
Curtisās head slowly rose, his pupils blown with pleasure looking at you through his eyelashes. From the sight of his lust and need to feel good taking over, you got distracted, lost in his gaze. You didnāt even realize your hold weakening, your rhythm faltering until his large hand clasped over yours, helping you squeeze him and move faster.
Finally, Curtisās lips broke their seal with a small gasp. His chest rumbled in a way that sent a shiver through you despite the warm water. His voice came out in a low growl, one you couldnāt ever bring yourself to deny.
āThatās it. Give me what I need.ā
Bonus A/N: Gimme that beast of a man. Lemme shower him in affection and wash off that grime in an actual showerš«£
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I don't have the energy to actually write much about Sebastian knowing proper choking techniques, so just a quick thought:
Ignoring an obvious kinky undertone that I strongly get the vibe from for Seb, I judt know he's been choked a time or two and has picked up techniques through bascially osmosis, lmao, what if Seb knows how to choke someone properly because of his role for Bucky? The winter soldier does it a shit ton. He had to have been trained for that. Stunts don't fuck around and choreography takes time to learn. Time that, Chris, we know, takes less of. He picks up stunts wildly fast, being shown beats back to back and parroting them perfectly. Seb, like a normal human, takes more time.
So, Sebastian probably worked a lot more with the stunt doubles and stunt performers before finally having Chris show up for a few practice runs before the final shot.
They practice a lot.
They test a few different camera angles, trying to figure out exactly how to solve this artistic problem. The tension pulls Chris' muscles into a tangled knot of anticipation. He could vibrate out of his fucking skin.
The intensity of that repeat repeat repeat, hand-around-your-neck problem solving is hell. Sisyphean if the boulder were pressing on your throat and you liked it. It's the closest Chris has been to Seb. Maybe. They've shot lots of scenes. Lots of stunts. None quite like this, though. Even when they were wrestling, all but fucking grinding, for Captain America: Winter Soldier, Chris at least knew how terribly torturous that would be, how much he would struggle through gritted teeth not to get hard. Here, now, he didn't expect this. It hits.
It's good.
It shouldn't be. But it is.
Chris has been fucking lusting after Seb hard since that first film--who could stare up at Sebastian (standing on an apple box to give the illusion hieght difference for skinny Steve) and not fall madly in love lust with such a pretty man--and needing to have his fist, cold and hard yet so gentle and caring every time they call cut, wrapped around his throat for his fuckin' job only makes it worse.
It was worse already when Seb showed up to set jacked outta fucking control, looking thick as fuck, prowling around, heavy and taking up space but still being so fucking sweet.
It's worse than worse the next morning when Chris rolls over in bed, sleeping naked, to feel a low, thrumming ache deep in the tendons and muscles of his throat to go with the gentle, expected pulse of morning wood between his legs--he knows how he gets on set with Sebastian, so close to him, breathing in his cologne, watching his face evolve, choking back the constant urge to praise his skill, his beauty, his everything.
Chris knows, immediately, with such a sensation around his neck even without the assistance of a mirror that he's got bruising, probably faint. He's just pale enough for it to show, he's sure, but, yes, bruising.
Huh.
Chris swallows on reflex, his mouth suddenly dry, then again on purpose, reveling in the ghostly, intimate sensation of squeezing touch. Tight. Touch. Just enough constriction to make him start to feel the edge of dizzy, like being tipsy.
Yeah.
The memories of yesterday lazily replay in Chris' tired mind.
A shiver rolls through him, leaving behind an army of goosebumps raised over his bare skin despite the heat of his body trapped in his bedsheets. The idea of Sebastian touching him--touching him--his mark left on his body, pressed into his skin, reminding him of exactly what he did, grabbed him and pulled him close, biceps fucking bulging, shoulders shifting, eyes so intense, mouth pink, face, just, like that.
God.
Chris remains in his bed, swallowing, sweating, and... thinking... for a little longer than he should.
He's late for his call time.
And he absolutely does not blush when the makeup artist clicks their tongue, carefully brushing their fingers across his jaw this way and that to get a sense of the bruising, and tells him he should ask the director for a raise. The stunt performers get adjustments, you know, when they take a really hard fall, so should you. That, or, see if you can bruise Seb up in return--they don't mean it, everyone loves Seb on set. It's impossible not to, look at the guy!
Chris doesn't want a raise. He doesn't want... he wants... he kinda wants Seb to do it again. He might really want to ask Seb to show him how so he can use it against him š„“š„“ He wants red-faced and gasping and hitching breaths that are more moans than anything else, he wants eyes rolling back, he wants trembling, he wants lips loosely whimpering tighter, harder, more, please š®āšØ
#you KNOW at least once during those takes Chris' breath hitched and then came out rough... almost like a moan... almost like he really liked#feeling seb's hand around his throat more than he should#fandomfluffandfuck#chris evans#sebastian stan#evanstan#rpf#real person fanfiction
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Chris evans X you KINKMAS 3
TW: rough sex.
summary: you help Chris evans get off while heās at a virtual meeting.
Chris is busy at his meeting, while you enter his office you click your tongue rubbing your hand across his jawline all the way down to his V lineā¦
He groans in frustration when you reach the bottom, not expecting it because your lips are too soft.You smirk as you pull away from him and turn toward the computer on his desk."Hey, how's it going?" You ask, leaning against the desk."What do you want?" He grumbles in return, āyouā you say, Moaning as you get on his lapā¦"Well that doesn't sound very polite. Maybe we can have some fun with your schedule for today~" you tease him, biting the skin of his neck lightly."Oh fuckā¦" Chris moans, letting his head fall back against the chair. He was so screwed, he could feel himself getting hard. he tries to focus on his meeting, slowly kissing you and placing you on a chair next to himā¦
his microphone and camera were offā¦
so you got back onto his lap and gave him a kiss, you reached past his boxers slowly stroking his memberā¦ Chris moaned out loud, pushing himself into your hand, you slowly undress taking off your shirt, then your pants and your panties, he removes his shirt, and pants leaving the both of you with just underwear. You smile when he pushes his boxers down, then pulls you close to him, pressing his lips to yours and moving his hands down to cup your ass.He moves one of his hands between you legs rubbing at the wetness there. he smirks against your mouth at your moan of pleasure.āChris, please!ā you hear his boss talking outloudā¦ but you both donāt care you just wanted to ride Chris.
He moans again as you move your hips forward, making him grind his hips against your clit, he bites your lip and pulls you closer as you push your clit down on his cock, he starts rocking his hips as you move them up and down, feeling your orgasm building.āFuck!ā Chris growls out, his eyes closing tightly as he comes inside you, feeling your juices running over his fingersā¦āI can't wait until I come inside you, babyā he breathes out, pulling you back towards him, kissing your forehead and holding you tight.you both collapse against each other chris quickly attends back to his meeting while you smile seductively.
THE END!
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šø- well, well, welln look who has some unwanted free time. The Con made a video to promote getting an autograph and picture with Chris. He is the only celeb they did this for. There are still 2 groups open today for photos as well as one autograph session. To be honest, the autogeaph sessions were sold out yesterday, and the new tome was not added. They seemed to open more slots. Im guessing to try and cover the cost of Chris being there, hosping more people will go for autographs. This is a huge red flag for his team. A year ago, he was still sold out at cons in fsct. i think he was for NYCC as well.
Paying for photos and autographs is a lot better feedback than losing followers. They/he cant be told its bots or people getting rid of thier pages or whatever sh*t this is a con where he has fans over 3 comic book movies and 1 annoyed show and they dont sell like they used to. I hope his team notices and ends a certain sh*t show. I think he got those parts in movies because they still bank on his Captain America association, but this is the first time they haven't sold out, and its not 1 thing isn't sold out, but 3. I wouldn't be surprised if it isn't announced that he doesn't have anything slated for the beginning of next year to film OR at least the end of next year after Red One. Dwayne can only do so much for a movie. He isnt the star he was and this is the first real world hint/impact he'll see when he's told no one else is coming OR if he has to wait around if people can buy them last minute (I have 0 clue if they can) chris is also charging a lot more than Elija Wood, Misha Collins amd Jodi Whitaker. While yes thsoe three arill have openings, it doesn't matter because you need to compare Chris' past history with Ops being sold out. They used to not only sell out but within a few days, if not hours, now theyre making a video to promote, and you can still sign up.
If megan is there, I'd love to hear that conversation. But this is the first time he will see the impact he's made, at least in a paycheck
If Chris didn't know the state of his fans/fandom he will now
May this message actually reach him, one way or another...
#Anš«¶n asks#šø asks#šø PSA to the Fandom#booky reacts#booky answers#chris evans#chris evans fandom#looks rough out there...#eccc 2024#best of luck! and enjoy whatever this day brings
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Did you see someone's "newlywed glow" in a restaurant in Lisboa? Dude is 42 but looks closer to 50. Trueee loveee does that to ya! š
Mans is going through it lol
Apparently that's what he looks like after spending 3 days with his wife bc he looked a lot different in the pics supposedly taken on Saturday. Are we honestly surprised???
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Alrighty I watched Ghosted for the Chris of it all and the Seb/Mackie cameos - and while Iām sorry itās getting a lot of hate, I just canāt lie - itās not very good yāall
#like the writing was rough on a micro and a macro level#but the actors were great!#and some of the cinematography was cool#but ultimately spent more time rolling my eyes sorry#and like I can suspend disbelief pretty easy and enjoy ālameā movies#but some of the story choices were CRINGE#but hey there was#evanstan#content!!!#so that was nice#chris evans#sebastian stan#anthony mackie
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last complete drawing? heh, wellā¦
i can finally live out my dreams of being a cryptid :)
you just got transformed into the last drawing you did. how are you faring?
#ngl i might change a few things but itās basically done#incomplete drawing would be two v roughly sketched people#like ROUGH rough#i guess what my true most recent would be the head of todoroki shoto with the line drawn body of captain america#IT WAS FOR A FIC#he was described as having a chris evans like body and i was having trouble visualizing it
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Ass Type of Man
šŗšøPairing(s)šŗšø āChris Evans x thick male reader ā CWā ā Top Chris Evans, bottom male reader, gay, ass eating, Chris is an ass man, anal rimming, somnophilia, anal fingering, ass worshipping, bubble butt reader, blowjob, Evans is freaky, body worshipping, face-sitting(?) and sort of femboy reader.Ā šŗšøRatingšŗšøā Explicit šŗšøRequestedšŗšøā Yes
šŗšøWord countšŗšøā1.0k
šŗšøSummaryšŗšøā You and Evans were watching a movie, your head resting on his lap before falling asleep. Evans couldnāt keep his hands to himself and started groping your ass. He was always an ass type of man.
Read before continuing: IF YOU ARE YOUNGER THAN 18 OR ANY OF THE WARNINGS MAKE YOU UNCOMFORTABLE, DO NOT CONTINUE READING!Ā
It was movie night when you and Chris would sit down and watch trashy or good movies. You lay on your side with your head resting on Evansās lap. Throughout the evening, good and hearty laughs were exchanged as the bond strengthened between you two.
Chris on the other hand was fighting for his life. The way you lay down with your ass arched up to its fullest, he was holding back his urges to grope your ass. He could see your bubble butt jiggle with every movement and his hands twitched from the temptation to grab it roughly.
What can he say? Heās an ass type of man.
This time, the only difference was that you had fallen asleep. He could feel and hear your soft snores, and Evans moans softly as you nuzzle deeper into his crotch, his throbbing bulge pressing against your cheek.Ā
His gaze travels down your body. He can see the fitted bodysuit hugging your body, showing all your curves, mainly your fat bubble butt. His erection throbbed more, begging to be freed from the confines of his sweats. He suddenly remembered the conversation he had with you earlier.Ā
You gave him permission to touch and/or fuck you while sleeping. Evans has never acted on that before but now heās considering it.
Chrisās breathing gets heavier as his hand slowly glides down your body and his rough hand grabs a handful of flesh, squeezing and kneading the soft flesh. He let out a throaty groan as he continued to grope your ass cheeks. It was like playing with dough and molding it with his hands.
His erection felt like it was going to burst through his sweatpants. Evans, using his strength, tears the fabric of your bodysuit. As his hands squeeze your bare ass, he groans from the warmth of your skin against his bare hands.Ā
His fingers circle the rim of your hole, feeling the tight ring of muscle puckering and clenching around nothing. Chrisās breath hitches as his fingers pushed past the ring of muscle and into your tight ass. He could hear you moaning and whimpering from the sudden intrusion.
Evans was so caught up in his desires that he didnāt notice you were waking up. You woke up to the rough and desperate touches of a man. Adjusting your vision, you can see a large erection pressing against your cheek.Ā
You started mouthing Chrisās erection, your lips kissing and sucking on the large cock through the sweatpants Chris was wearing. Your saliva seeped through the fabric causing Chris to look down and quickly retreat his hands.Ā
āIā¦ uh. Sorryā¦ I-I didnāt mean-ā Before Chris could finish his sentence, you sat up and pulled down his sweats and gripped his cock. Stroking the large piece of meat and fondling the heavy balls, Chris groans as his warm cock was being touched by your cold handsā the sensation made his cock throb intensely.Ā
āShhh. I gave you full permission to do that. No need to feel sorry.ā You said, leaning and pressing your lips against Chrisās, pulling the man into a passionate kiss. His scruffy beard rubbed against your shaved chin. Evans melts into the kiss as he manhandles you onto his lap, his hands gripping your hips before moving down.
His tongue dominated yours, his large hands squeezing and kneading your ass. He gives repeated slaps, his groans muffled as he watches your flesh jiggle. Your eyes roll back from the rough manhandling and slaps. It felt like you were suffocating before Chris pulled back, a string of saliva connecting your mouth.
āI love this ass, so soft and fat,ā Chris growls as he nuzzles into your neck, inhaling your pleasant smell. Suddenly, you feel your body being pushed onto the couch, forced to lay down on your stomach.Ā
Chris tears your bodysuit further, exposing the entirety of your ass to the hungry man. Evans was drooling as he buried his face between your cheeks. You gasped softly, biting into the couch as Chris ate your ass out like a feral wolf.Ā
His scruffy beard rubbed against your skin, tongue licking around the rim of your hole until pushing inside. You could feel Chris moaning and groaning against your hole. Chrisās desires were further satisfied when you started shaking and twerking your ass against his face.Ā
āYou like this?ā You teased as you continued pushing your ass into Chrisās face. You could feel Chris nodding his head. The older man pulled his tongue out and started pressing kisses against your soaked hole.
He pulls back with a loud pop, breathing heavily as he tries to regain his breath. After a minute, Chris pulls your cheeks aside, showing your puckered hole before giving a long lick and kiss. He continues this while tightening his grip on your cheeks. Gasping softly from the warmth of Chrisās tongue and his hands, you thought the moment was euphoric.
Evans pulled back and attacked your left asscheek. He kisses and bites the soft flesh, teeth grazing the skin. The movie in the background was muffled by Chrisās sloppy kisses and loud slobber against your ass as he does the same thing to your right asscheek.
The older man grins as he sees your ass red with bite marks and glistening from his saliva. His breaths were heavy as he pulls you by the hips, his aching cock pressed against your meaty ass. Your moans and Evansās throaty groans fill the living room as Chris slides his large cock between your mounds.
Chrisās favorite position is doggy style.
THE END
A/n: Hello, my little strawberries! Maybe a part two? Who knows! Happy 2025. If you're reading this on a computer/laptop, the emojis are supposed to be the US flag. Very special thanks to my proofreader, @sagethegaywitch
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"ššš šššš šš ššš šššš šššš ššš šššššš"
Day I - Older!Captain Price fucking femboy!younger!male reader
Day II - Rafe Cameron disciplining male reader because you were acting all bratty at one of his parties
Day III - Drew Starkey making male reader his bitch and dominating him after having a hard day
Day IV - Nate Jacobs choking male reader while fucking him
Day V - Stiles Stilinski rough fucking ftm!male reader and talking about how much he want you to get pregnant
Day VI - Gojo Saturo and male reader role playing you as the damsel in distress and gojo saving you and dicking you down as a prize
Day VII - Simon Riley breeding male reader over and over till you're filled with his delicious cum
Day VIII - Matt Sturniolo having a praise kink and top!male reader using that to your advantage throughout sex
Day IX - Tom Holland edging male reader so much
Day X - Chris Sturniolo fucking you till your an incoherent mess in front of a mirror
Day XI - Perter Parker orgasm denial from top!male reader
Day XII - remy gets jealous for whatever reason and he makes you watch him jack off and you can't touch him. You just have to sit in front of him and watch him and when he finishes he makes you swallow all of it
Day XIII - rough smut with Nicholas Alexander Chavez, maybe some guy tries flirting with reader and Nicholas gets pissed and rough fucks reader, maybe some daddy kink
Day XIV - Billy Loomis x SubTop shy nerdy Male Readerš
Day XV - bellamy blake x thick fem boy reader, where everyone is having a party with drinking and dancing, and bellamy see reader dancing with other men and they keep grabbing his big ass bc itās so big. so bellamy takes reader away and fucks that ass (also some face sitting š)
Day XVI - helping channing tatum at the gym and somehow stuff turns nsfw, do anything ya want with that, i'm just really REALLY desperate for stuff about him, can be short, can be long idc
Day XVII - cuck/stag fic with Charles leclerc the f1 driver, he seems like heād be a huge cumdump behind closed doors and the reader could share him as punishment/desperation.
Day XVIII - Professor Miguel OāHara and his student-boyfriend meeting up after class. Why, you ask? Well, the professorās got a meeting. Heās gotta head home and take a shower. But a shower means washing away his glorious, glorious sweat and musk. He doesnāt want to deprive his good little slut of his favorite things in the world, so tells his boy to give him a tongue bath before his real one.
Day XIX - You want kinky? Musk kink, boot kink, choking kink, and of course knife play with Ghostface (whichever version) the ftm!reader fought back when GF tried to kill em, they all get sweaty and turned on so the fighting turned to fucking, Ghostface being Ghostface, he's all degrading, making the reader do stuff like grind on his boots, lick the blood off his knife and fuck themselves with the handle of it, all those good shit, what you think? Not too far?
Day XX - Sue Storm and The Thing are in an undercover mission which leaves Human Torch (Chris Evans), reader and Mr Fantastic (John Krasinski) alone in the same building. Johnny and reader use their free time to fuck, waking Reed from his sleep who is both frustrated and horny from reader's moans, he gets to the scene and finds Johnny fucking reader while holding him standing, this makes Reed turn feral and joins them to make a really dirty night
Day XXI - Mike Schmidt x kinky male reader who introduces him to the world of BDSM. Mike being a sub top with a praise kink, breeding kink, pet play (like having a leash on him and such) and other nasty things! Maybe even a bit of edging, like M/N punishing him by cockwarming him without letting him cum for a good while, leaving Mike needy and desperate to fill his boyfriends tight hole with his warm seedš®āšØ
Day XXII- ross lynch x onlyfans creator!reader, reader is recording himself for his only fans and as he is fingering himself ross walks in to his room and sees his roommate knuckles deep so reader gets an idea and stands up invites ross to come join and ross jumps on to the bed and start rimming him and fucks him like a slut and after they finish ross puts a cute little diamond butt plug
Day XXIII- soft dom soap x sub male reader where reader tries to be bratty to push soap but soap just treats him kindly like āoh you poor thing have I been neglecting you?ā But like not in a mocking way and reader breaks kinda quickly and is good for soap enter babbling reader while soap coos praises
Day XXIV - Dom top Felix and bottom femboy male Reader where the middle of the night Felix catches reader in his bedroom fucking himself with a dildo moaning Felix's name saying fuck me Daddy so Felix steps into the room grabs Reader by the hair and starts fucking his face with big cock saying you want Daddy to fuck you and while Felix is fucking the Reader's face uses the dildo to fuck the reader then Felix is fills the reader's mouth full of cum and make some swallow then turns the reader on his hands and knees and just starts fucking the reader on the bed pulls him against his chest grabs his throat and just starts fucking him as hard as he can with the reader screaming Daddy Felix spanking the reader Felix just filling him full of cum reader belongs to Daddy now then the next morning Felix is fucking the reader as hard as he can against the window of the bedroom
Day XXV - Hiram Lodge and stepson femboy bottom male reader where Hiram has secretly been having sex with his stepson and turning him into his slutty bottom boy today alone for the whole month of October and Rita's dressing up in the slutty little school girl outfit with the mini skirt and thong and heels and Hiram and him want to try bondage so he gets all the equipment and Hiram ties the Reader's hands behind his back as Reader licks hiram's muscles and I'm face fucking male reader till he fills his mouth full of c** and then just starts fucking him while he's tied up pulling his hair and putting a ball gag in the Reader's mouth with bondage kink come eating muscle worship daddy kink and Hiram talking about getting reader pregnant if that's okay
Day XXVI - Logan howlette making ftm reader wear a bunny langire after his workout coming back all musky and sweaty all pent up and fucks male reader while male reader licks up logans sweat etc. Making logans smell kink and breed kink go off and fully breads male reader / size difference with Wolverine and an FTM reader. Logan is much bigger and stronger than reader and can pick him up, pin him down, and throw him around with ease and both of them go bonkers for it. Logan loves the control and power he has to play with reader as he pleases and reader loves feeling overpowered and in Logan's complete control
Day XXVII - sub!thicc femboy ftm reader x dom!homelander where reader is a supe in the seven who is stronger than all the heros and especially homelander but not strong enough in bed?? homelander finds reader in his apartment right in his room trying on the shortest skirts that shows his ass and pink high stockings, reader trys to explain before he gets his ass eaten and fucked raw until he cant breathe properly. i want some breeding kinks and alot of spanking, and ass worship if thats okay? i know ur busy but im just requesting this only if you have time, please and thank you.
Day XXVIII- X-Men 97 magneto and younger 18 year oldbottom femboy male reader loves that magneto so much older than him and has a daddy kink so when they're alone he catches magneto and nothing but a pair purple underwear so he starts kissing magneto licking down his muscles does magneto poses you sucking on his nipples and licking his abs body kissing down licking on his muscles drop to his knees and starts sucking magnetos big cock and balls magnet o moaning and calling reader a good boy grabbing his hair starts face fucking him then magneto pics reader up and starts fucking him right there till he feels him so full of c** and then throws reader over his desk and just keeps fucking him daddy kink breeding Kink and cum eating kink maybe you had Magneto's power somehow for bondage maybe readers power to make someone feel pleasure or pain how you want to do it maybe
Day XXIX - Step brother Tyler Lawrence Gray rough fucks his big bubble but step brother and cums in him
Day XXX - rafe cameron x thicc/male reader x topper x barry your dads is a football coach and rafe, topper, and barry are his star players so he invites them over and you get called down the stairs and they all just start staring at you and your juicy ass so as the night goes on whenever they walk by you they rub their bulges your ass or whenever you bend down to pick something up they always touch your assā¦. After a while your dad goes to sleep and rafe, topper and barry goes into your room and they talk to you and rafe starts sitting on your bed and rubbing your thighs and then they finally convince you to have a foursome and they take turns eating your ass and while rafe is fuckin your ass he tells you not to be so loud your dad is sleeping so barry puts his dick in your mouth and you start sucking and your jerking off topper and they take turns and after awhile you are just fucked out with some many loads up your ass and rafe grabs his phone and spreads open your ass to take a video but after heās done Barry and topper clean you out with their tongues and rafe helps you put your clothes on and in the morning your dad ask why are you limping and rafe laughs
Day XXXI - James mcavoy fic where James is readerās dad best friend and he is coming over to stay for the summer reader and James donāt really get along at first. But one night James comes out the shower while reader is still awake and James ends up fucking him and eating him out hard and has him worship James body through scent and kissing etc
#star talks#x male reader#gay smut#x male smut#x male y/n#x male#bottom male reader#gay#male reader#top male reader#kinktober#ftm male reader
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Just some Bucktommy headcanons <3
- Buck always struggles to hide his surprise every time Tommy goes out of his way to turn up for him because heās not used to someone actually showing up for him. Tommy sets out to always prove him wrong.
- Tommy was completely prepared for Buck to be a baby gay (inclusive) and still chokes every time Buck is super flirty, not that heās complaining.
- After bad shifts they both take care of each other and help each other wash off and then cuddle together.
- The first time Tommy sees Buck with Jee he damn near has a heart attack. Buck sees him and gets worried but Tommy just tells him heās adorable and Buck blushes.
- Buck gets butterflies and blushes so hard every single time Tommy calls him cute or adorable or anything like that because heās not used to being perceived in that way and he loves it.
- Every single time Buck sees a helicopter he sends a pic to Tommy asking if itās him. This leads to Tommy sending Buck photos of random doggos and asking if itās Buck.
- Buck canāt shut up about his how his boyfriend is a pilot and will tell anyone who will listen.
- Buck loves how Tommy calls him Evan it makes his heart skip a beat. One day Tommy asks him about it because everyone else calls him Buck and should he? And Buck ducks his head and says āI like the way you say it.ā
- They have a vulnerable discussion and Buck tells Tommy about Daniel and growing up constantly getting hurt and Tommy shares his rough childhood with his parents divorce and feeling like nobody was in his corner. Tommy vows never to let Buck think heās worth anything less than everything and Buck makes sure Tommy knows that hes got him has a steady figure. He invites Tommy to all the 118 gatherings to make sure he knows that he has them too.
- At one of the gatherings Bobby takes Tommy aside and he thinks heās getting the shovel talk but Bobby just hugs him and welcomes him to the family. Tommy has to wipe his eyes before going back out to the gathering.
- Tommy talks to Hen privately and profusely apologises for his behaviour at the 118 which leads to them both in tears by the end of it. Hen promises to give him a Christmas card every year and Tommy laughs.
- The first time bucktommy has a fight itās over something trivial, Tommy leaves to get some fresh air and returns an hour or so later to find Buck crying. Buck looks shocked that he came back. Tommy tells him he will always come back and vows to communicate more clearly with Buck.
- Buck always talks about wanting to get a dog and Tommy just shakes his head and laughs. One day Tommy comes home covered in soot with a small golden retriever puppy that he saved in his arms and tells Buck he couldnāt let go of him. They name him Leo. Chris becomes obsessed with him and begs Eddie to get a dog too. Instead Carla takes Chris over after school to see Leo and feed him when Buck and Tommy canāt. Leo loves Chris and always barks when he leaves.
- Buck teaches Tommy how to dance because he never learnt. Buck tells him how he learnt for Maddie.
- When Buck gets hurt on a call Tommy wonāt leave his side. He asks Eddie how he did it when Buck actually died and Eddie shakes his head and said he didnāt. Eddie takes Tommy home and forces him to shower and eat. Eddie, Chris, and Tommy sit together talking about Buck until they get the message that Bucks okay.
- When Eddie gets hurt on a call Buck is beside himself. Buck tells Tommy about the will. Buck tells Chris his dad is hurt again and Tommy holds Buck when he breaks down afterwards remembering the shooting.
- The first time they go further than making out Buck tells Tommy he loves his tits and then blushes and apologises. Tommy just chuckles and tells Buck he loves his tits too.
- Buck comes in with a limp one day and turns red when they ask him to explain. Hen keeps laughing at him but Chimney is so confused and keeps asking about it. Buck breaks and tells him. Chim canāt look Tommy in the eye at the next BBQ
- When they get married Tommy says how grateful he is to have an ally like Buck in his life.
#thereās so many hcs here and I have more.#911 abc#911 fandom#evan buck buckley#tommy kinard#911 headcanons#911 spoilers#911 show#bucktommy#bucktommy headcanons#tevan#kinkley
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Eternal Charm
A Short Story
~Waking up next to your lover has never looked so hot.~
Chris Evans x f!Reader
872 Words
Warnings: NSFW. Hot stuff. That damned necklace.
A/N: For my lovely woman @because-imma-lady-assface <3 | Originally published to Patreon October 2023
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Soft bed; hard body.
Silken kisses; rough cheeks.
He held himself up, strong arms caging you in like a prisoner beneath him. Every thrust between your legs made your eyes roll; every grunt against your flesh sent a fresh wave of arousal through your system. He was lost in a haze of lust; blue eyes glazed and bright in the daylight peeking through the hotel room curtains. He was glistening with sweat, nearly panting as he worked your body.
āFuck, baby, Iām gonna cumā¦ā You held your breath as the words flowed free; all shyness gone, every thought leaking out of your mouth filter free. āGod, you fuck me so good, Chris. Fuck!ā
He grinned, drew his tongue across his bottom lip, leaving it wet and begging for your teeth.
Reaching up to grab the back of his neck, you answered the call with a kiss, a bite, a suckle on his plump lips. His eyes fluttered shut, a growl shook his chest. You could feel his pulse racing, drumming hard inside. The heat pushing off of him was a fever you never wanted to cure, a fire you never wanted to quell.
āDamn it.ā He cursed under his breath and then pulled away, sitting up on his knees, towering shadow falling over your nakedness.
āDonāt leave me,ā you pouted, cunt clamping down on him so hard you were amazed he could stand it.
He smirked. Shot a sly look as he reached back to grab your feet. āNever.ā
One big hand held both your ankles tight, resting them on his left shoulder. The new angle stopped your breath and he watched with hungry awe as your jaw dropped and your muscles tensed.
Slowly, he moved again, teasing your swollen pussy with maddening circles.
āJesus, fuck!ā Your cry echoed, bouncing off the white walls, threatening to bust through and alert the other guests.
You could not care any less.
āFuck, there you go,ā he urged, finally sinking back in. His cock was thick and throbbing, stretching you out even more. Deeper than before, it felt as if he was working to split you open and the pressure was incredible. āGonna cum all over me? Soak these sheets?ā
A nod was all you could manage. A tip of your chin and a wordless whimper.
āThatās my girl.ā A hard thrust. A drop of sweat settling into the dip of his throat. āThe maidās gotta earn her tip.ā
He winked and your heart stopped.
There was no earthly reason for him to flirt while his cock was buried so deep in you, but he couldnāt help it, couldnāt stop the eternal charm, now or ever.
His back arched as he rolled into you, setting a new rhythm that wouldnāt let you catch your breath.
The pressure broke around him and you bit your lip hard, holding in a scream as your orgasm struck. Frozen in place, you gripped his trim hips, digging your nails deep into the bone.
āSo good-ā
His voice trickled down like honey coating the back of a spoon and you lapped it up, savoring the sweet, dark taste.
The pleasure peaked and your thighs shook in his grasp.
āPleaseā¦ā You shoved at his hips, desperate for him to back away and let you breathe just for a second.
He would have none of that.
āNot done yet, babygirl.ā
A hint of relief as he dropped your legs, allowing you to resettle on the crisp sheets.
A rush of air as he fell down over you.
The pull of his kiss; the sharp sting of his teeth on your throat.
Chris closed the space between your bodies, sinking down as if he meant to smother you.
The sunlight was kind, giving you the best view in the world. Bright blue eyes covered by thick, fanning lashes. The creamy vanilla of his skin, the warm pink of his lips; the dark ink on his chest, the gold necklace glinting in the light.
The precious medallion dangled down from his neck, rocking harshly into your face with each thrust. Slinking down closer, Chris lay the saint down lovingly on your chest and then licked it up into his mouth. He bit down on the chain and held it there as his eyes locked on yours.
The focus was intense, the building pleasure even more so.
Jaw clamped shut, he groaned heavily and you scratched your nails down his back, turning up the volume on his moan.
A jerk of his hips sent you reeling, and your head slammed back into the mattress. Your body arched up into him and Chris buried his face in the crook of your neck. His breath was hot; the chain cool.
Another quick jab and his body stiffened. You turned your head and licked at his ear, making his bones shudder.
He rolled away with a kiss, out of breath and spent.
The sheet below was wet and you covered him instead with your warm arms, nuzzling into him and sighing happily.
āThat was nice,ā you said, basking in the glow.
He dropped his hand to the soft space between your shoulders and hummed. āSure fucking wasā¦ā
Hard chest; soft touch.
Gentle whispers; sleepy eyes.
āBest morning ever.ā
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Disciplinary Action
This is a new Eddie x Evan x Reader imagine that I had an idea for. I hope you will all like it, any feedback is always amazing and spurrs me on.
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Summary: When someone at the station starts harassing (Y/n), she tries to keep it to herself. She doesn't want to cause a commotion. Until the boys witness it and start a fight.
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"Morning," A bright grin spread across Evan's lips when his eyes locked on Hen walking sluggishly towards the ambulance.
He relished in the frown that took over her face and the way she tilted her chin down and rose her brows when she looked his way. Her eyes gave away everything. She was feeling rough after their night out last night. Her eyes were barely open and she was walking like she was dragging her feet while her shoulders were hunched forward.
She would rather be anywhere but on shift. She wanted to be back in bed.
A grimace pulled at Hen's lips when she looked Evan up and down. He was dressed properly, no slacks, he didn't have his trousers on backwards or his shirt inside out. He didn't look like he had crawled through the front door at two in the morning and then had to head back out the door six hours later.
"Why aren't you hungover?" Hen tucked her clipboard under her arm and tightened her grip on her mug of coffee. Even the smell of coffee hadn't done anything to liven her up yet, she felt half dead.
Her and Evan had gone out drinking last night while (Y/n) stayed home with Chris and Eddie was on the night shift into the day shift today. It had been good for the two of them to catch up and have a laugh, but Hen was regretting choosing the night before a shift to have their night out. Next time, she wasn't making that mistake again.
"Because I can hold my liquor," He quipped back, holding his chin up high while he tightened his arm around (Y/n)'s shoulders and tugged her back into his side. He pressed his lips to the back of her head when (Y/n) reached her hand up to hold his hand that was on her shoulder.
"Hm." Hen scrunched her nose and continued walking towards the ambulance while (Y/n) and Evan walked down towards the back of the station.
"I'm gonna find Eddie and hit the gym."
Evan knew he would be fine today. He would do a quick work out before they had their first call of the day. Then by the time he and (Y/n) headed back home tonight, he would be tired enough to sleep through the night. Evan had a lot of trouble falling asleep and staying asleep. It was why he functioned so well on night shifts and when they pulled a double shift. He had too much energy and needed to have a burn-out in order to catch a full nights rest.
He squeezed (Y/n)'s shoulder and kissed her temple again before he let her slide out from under his arm and move towards the stairs.
(Y/n) climbed the stairs and headed up into the annex towards the kitchen. She glanced her eyes around, surprised to find no one else in the kitchen. She guessed Chimney was somewhere downstairs tidying up and sorting out like Hen was. And Bobby would probably be in his office sorting through paperwork. She already knew Eddie would be in the gym, that was his routine and why Evan was heading that way now.
Idling through the kitchen, (Y/n) headed over to the fridge and grabbed one of her juice bottles out before she moved over to the cupboard above the sink.
Bobby let them put any snacks, biscuits and drinks in the cupboards and everyone had their own little baskets and sections in the kitchen. (Y/n) knew her boy's routines. They would have a protein shake each before they went out on their first call of the day so (Y/n) may as well grab them one now in case the bell went off soon.
"Jesus, Evan." She grumbled quietly when she looked up into the cupboard and realised how far back Evan had pushed the pack of shakes. He clearly thought someone might come along and take a few and since he was over six foot, it was easy for him to put them at the back of the shelf. Ready so only he could reach them if he wanted one.
(Y/n) pushed up on her toes and pressed her hips into the counter, barely skimming her hand along the plastic packaged bottless that she couldn't quite grasp.
A gasp burned at the back of her throat when she felt a hand suddenly clamp down on her hip and a chest push into her back.
For a brief second, (Y/n) thought it was one of her boys and her first guess was Eddie. She knew if it were Evan behind her, she would of felt his chin perch on her head and he would tease her straight away for not being able to reach. Evan had a tendancy to hide things in high places because he was taller than both (Y/n) and Eddie and he loved them to ask him for help, despite how much it annoyed Eddie.
But she quickly realised it wasn't either of her men. Eddie had a firmer chest and broader shoulders than whoever was behind her.
"Need some help?"
Panic built up in (Y/n)'s stomach and burned up into her chest. That definitely wasn't either of her men. That was a voice she only faintly recognised, it wasn't someone she had the pleasure of working with on most of her shifts.
"I- I got it." (Y/n) held her breath and pushed further into the counter to try and get away from him. Her finger hooked into the plastic but whoever was behind her managed to drag the pack down and let it land on the sink with a thud.
When it didn't feel like he was going to move away from caging her in, (Y/n) clung to the counter and shuffled to the right.
Her arms felt tense and stiff at her sides as she tried to take a deep breath and compose herself. She tore into the six-pack and removed two bottles before she tossed the pack back up. Evan wouldn't mind that (Y/n) had gotten them out because she wasn't drinking or taking them, she was getting them for him and Eddie. Anyone else tried, and they would be sorely reprimanded.
"Thanks," She mumbled quietly, although (Y/n) wasn't sure she had anything to thank him for. But she wanted to keep the peace and be civil, it wouldn't do well starting an argument this early in the morning, and he hadn't technically done anything wrong.
"It's (Y/n), right?"
She nodded, trying to smile as she placed all three drinks down on the counter beside her. She pushed her hip into the cupboard and crossed her arms over her chest. She recognised his face. He was called Darren. They didn't really work closely together, he seemed to be on most of her opposite shifts, they didn't see much of each other.
"You're Buck's girlfriend, aren't you?" He gripped the counter while he stuffed his other hand into his pocket and leaned to the left with one leg crossed over the other. There was something about his smile that made (Y/n) feel on edge but she didn't know why.
"Yeahā¦ I'd best go find him."
She pinned two bottles in the crook of her elbow and grabbed her own drink before she went to walk past him.
"Or are you Eddie's girl?"
The way he said that made (Y/n)'s blood run cold and fizzle down to her toes. She could feel herself becoming lightheaded already. She didn't want to have this conversation. His tone was crude and his smile was sickly, he was looking for some sort of argument or a way to tease and prod at her.
(Y/n), Eddie and Evan had all been lucky so far. No one at the station had made one remark about any of them being in a poly relationship. No one cared. They didn't tut or laugh or tease them or make any sort of crude comments. Bobby was thrilled for all of them and Hen and Chimney were accepting and treated it as if it were such a normal thing around here.
No one else in the station cared or made a scene. (Y/n) thought they had done so well not to have any controversy or any looks or remarks.
Darren had never said anything to (Y/n) before. He barely spoke to her when she was on shift with him, they seemed to move in different circles. So why was he bothering with her now?
"I'm gonna go," There was no way (Y/n) was hanging around Darren when he was looking down at her like that.
When he clamped his hand down on the counter in front of her to act as a barrier in her path, (Y/n) frowned. She took a deep breath, kept her back straight and rammed her side into his arm with enough force to knock him back. She bypassed him and turned the corner with her head held high and a fluttering of panic burning away like an ember in her chest.
Darren had other plans.
Both his hands clamped down on (Y/n)'s hips tight enough to leave imprints and he spun her round and pushed her until her back clashed into the fridge.
She choked on her breath, feeling like her lungs had been shocked into a restart as pain jolted down her spine and along the back of her neck. Her arms bashed out in front of her, dropping all the plastic bottles down to their feet with a clatter but she didn't care.
Her arms crossed in front of her and she thrust them into his chest to push him back but he rammed his knee into the fridge between her thighs to pin her in place.
"Get off! What the Hell are you doing?!" (Y/n) couldn't hide the panic from her voice.
She'd never been in a situation like this before.
A few people had catcalled her over the years, some had been handsy or frisky when she went out to night clubs, but no one had ever actually grabbed her or tried to pin her up like this. He was mad. He had to have a screw loose to be doing this. They were colleagues. They were on shift, it wasn't like they were in a bar or a dark street. Anyone could come up the stairs and see what Darren was doing.
Maybe that was what he wanted. Maybe he wanted to embarrass (Y/n) or have one of the boys to see so he could pretend she was trying to come onto him. Whatever he was doing, he was certainly going to make an enemy of (Y/n) whether this was a joke or not.
(Y/n)'s pupils blew wide and her heart dropped down to her stomach so fast she felt like she had fallen through the floor when Darren grabbed her. One hand stayed on her hip but his other hand suddenly pinched (Y/n)'s jaw in his harsh, cold grip.
He squeezed his fingers into her cheeks and tilted her head up so he could leer over her with a sickening smirk.
"This is what you're into, isn't it? You're balling every guy in the station. Don't you want me too?"
He leaned down close enough so (Y/n) could smell the toothpaste on his breath and see the white flecks lingering at the corners of his mouth. When it looked like he was about to move in to kiss her, (Y/n) fought in his grip until she could wrench her head to the side. She wouldn't look at him. She wasn't going to give him the satisfaction.
With his knee pinned between her thighs, it gave (Y/n) the angle to suddenly jolt her leg up and smash her knee into his groin. It was enough to loosen his grip on her jaw when he doubled over and spat a few curse words her way.
Her eyes snapped closed and she cried out when he slammed her head back into the fridge.
(Y/n) kept her arms crossed and thrust them down on his shoulders, forcing him back until she could stumble forwards and push him down onto his back. She ran, doubled over with one hand cradling the back of her head and her other arm around her stomach to try and tell herself to breathe and calm down and stop panicking.
"S-stay the fuck away from me!" (Y/n) spat down towards him, trying to keep her voice quiet in case anyone was close enough to hear them. She didn't want to cause a scene.
She couldn't tell anyone what he'd done. Telling Bobby would spark an internal investigation because Bobby wouldn't let harrassment go unpunished in his station. And (Y/n) didn't want to cause trouble or more paperwork and have everyone know and look at her. And she couldn't tell the boys. They would lose their minds if they found out what he'd done and (Y/n) wouldn't risk them getting reprimanded for starting a fight.
Straightening up, (Y/n) bolted towards the stairs, leaving the drinks long-forgotten on the floor next to Darren.
Her feet skidded and slipped beneath her as she jolted down the stairs, clinging to the rail to stop herself from falling down on her bum. The last thing she needed was an accident or an injury after that commotion.
Her heart lit up like a fire igniting in her chest when she saw Eddie at the bottom of the stairs. He was stood just to the side of the stairs, tucking his shirt into his trousers. He'd clearly gotten changed from being in the gym earlier which was presumably where Evan still was.
"Morning babe." He pulled his trousers a bit higher up on his hips before he reached his hand out and gripped the bottom of the railing.
Eddie's eyes narrowed a little at how fast (Y/n) came speeding down the stairs and his jaw slacked when she reached out for him before her feet touched the floor. Her arms deadlocked around his neck and she crashed into him, slamming her chest into his so fast Eddie had to take a few steps back to steady the pair of them. He locked his arms around her waist and pressed his lips against the side of her head, grinning as he kissed her temple.
"I guess you both missed me last night, huh?" He mumbled quietly against her temple as he started to rub his hand up and down her back. But his smile began to fade when he realised (Y/n) was shaking against him. "Babe, everything okay?"
(Y/n) tightened her arms around Eddie's neck and burrowed her face into his neck, breathing harshly against his skin when he tried to pull back. She pressed her chest so tightly into his that she could almost feel his heartbeat pulsing through his skin.
It was hard to fight off the tears threatening to pour down her face, but they were at work. (Y/n) didn't want to cause a scene or make issues and she didn't want to cry on shift. She had to compose herself and carry on as if everything was okay.
It wasn't as if she was partnered up with Darren, she barely went out on any calls with him and she wasn't likely to in the future either. She just had to make sure she didn't bump into him around the station- and pray he wouldn't bump into the boys either. And everything would be alright.
"I missed you."
She kept her face tucked into his neck and her lips tickled his skin when she wouldn't pull away enough to speak clearly. But Eddie still heard her and he shivered when she kissed his neck.
"You're shaking because you missed me? I don't buy it. Try again."
Eddie tightened his hands on (Y/n)'s hips and leaned back until she finally lifted her head to look up at him. He could tell something wasn't quite right and she couldn't fool him. She was shaking because of something else, not because she hadn't seen Eddie since early yesterday evening.
"I felt a bit panicky, that's all. I'm okay, just needed a hug." She could see the wheels turning in his mind when his eyes narrowed and he pursed his lips. The small hum he let out showed he was a little more convinced, but not totally accepting that everything was okay.
But he was willing to let it go for now and that was all that (Y/n) needed. She reached her hand round to cup his jaw and pressed a tender, if eager, kiss to his lips that did the trick to calm them both down and make him groan. He leaned forward into the kiss and grazed his teeth over her bottom lip but he growled against her lips again when the bell sounded. He tilted his forehead into hers when they parted and dug his fingers into her hip.
"Stopped by the bell," He murmured against her lips before he turned them both around to face the truck.
Off they went.
***
"You sure you're okayā¦ you're rather quiet babe." Evan kept his voice low enough that (Y/n) barely heard his words. He hovered his lips against the side of her head and swooped his arm around her waist, reeling her into him until her back was pressed up against his chest.
He knew (Y/n) had woken up with the same level of energy as him this morning and she had seemed fine when they arrived to work. But she had barely spoken a word at the dinner table and she hadn't eaten much either. Evan didn't like it when she went quiet, it made him worry and then he would automatically fill the air because he hated silence.
"Just drifting, I guess."
She forced herself to smile and leaned her head back on Evan's shoulder, reaching her hand up so she could cup his cheek and press a tender kiss against his jaw.
She didn't feel shaky like she had this morning and being busy on shift had made her feel a lot better. But what happened this morning had dampened her mood a lot and (Y/n) felt like she had deflated. She didn't feel the energy to start a conversation or join in with the team, she just wanted to sit in silence and dwell for a while.
A grimace pulled on Evan's lips and he leaned forward to tuck his face into (Y/n)'s shoulder when the bell sounded. "At least we've had lunch," He kissed her neck and smiled as they both moved towards the stairs. He was glad they had managed to get through lunch today without rushing or gobbling food down and then feeling sick. They got to eat in peace and relax for ten minutes afterwards before the bell went off.
Evan's arm stayed looped around (Y/n)'s waist as they headed down the stairs, merged together like they were conjoined and it made (Y/n) relax. Her heart fluttered in her chest and her stomach jumped when Evan pushed further into her hips as they jogged down the stairs, but it was such a good feeling compared to the panic she had felt all morning.
Evan tilted his head back and listened to the speaker as he and (Y/n) moved to stand with the others in front of Bobby. This was a big call. A large fire was spreading through a field and catching the trees on fire. No casualties as of yet.
"I want everyone out on this call please." Bobby started pointing to divert people where he needed them. The whole station was going to be out on this one. "Hen, take the ambulance in case we have any casualties. Buck, Chim, Rhonda, head in truck one." He pointed around the floor and motioned for them to get their gear and head into the truck.
"Meet you there." Evan pecked the side of (Y/n)'s head and smiled into her skin when she squeezed his wrist before he unravelled from her and moved to grab his stuff.
"(Y/n), truck two."
She found herself nodding along, about to smile until she saw who else Bobby was motioning towards the second truck.
Oh no. Please no!
(Y/n)'s feet started to move before she knew what she was doing and she hurried over towards the locker. Her arms began to tremble as she slid them into her jacket and grabbed her helmet. Darren was going in truck two. He was going to be within close proximity of her. Why couldn't she head in the other truck with Evan? Why was Bobby doing this to her?
If (Y/n) asked someone to trade or she climbed into the other truck, someone would say she was doing it to be with Evan. She had to work alongside him, that was the agreement they all had. They could work alongside each other on shift but they couldn't always partner up or try to be together all the time. They had to work within the team, not just with each other. (Y/n) couldn't switch trucks without causing a commotion or raising questions and that was the last thing she wanted to do.
Her throat began to close up and she could feel tears welling in her eyes as her body started to tremble all over. She couldn't breathe. This wasn't fair. She knew what Darren would do, he would sit as close to her as he could. He would strike up a conversation and force her to be civil and pretend he was being kind when really he would try and torment her.
Maybe if she threw up she could hang back at the station. But would anyone say something if she did? Would Darren know she was avoiding him? Could she avoid him?
A fire sparked to life in (Y/n)'s chest when her eyes landed on a familiar mop of chocolate brown hair.
Eddie!
He was making a beeline for the second truck. He would be in there with her. This was her saving grace. She could sit with Eddie or just sit opposite him because he would be enough to ward Darren away from her. He wouldn't try anything if one of her partners was in the truck with them and if he did, Eddie would notice and he wouldn't let anything slide.
Shivers rolled down (Y/n)'s spine and through to her fingertips as she started to run towards the truck. She hazardly leaned around Bobby so she could toss her helmet in the compartment before she clambered up into the truck.
Eddie was sat next to the window and there was a seat free next to him.
(Y/n) didn't waste a second. She moved across and landed down in the seat with a thump. Her hands started to shake when she coiled her belt around her chest and clipped it in, but she could feel herself relaxing already. And when Eddie looked down at her with that dopey grin and handed her a headset, (Y/n) found his smile contagious.
Her smile began to fade when she realised who had sat down next to her on her right.
That was on purpose.
Darren could have chosen any of the two seats across from her. He didn't have to plonk himself down next to her but he did because he was doing this to torment her. He was getting payback for her thumping him earlier and brushing off his horrible advances. Surely he wouldn't try anything when Eddie was right there?
(Y/n) did her level best to keep the smile on her face but she wouldn't give Darren a single glance. She shifted round in her seat so her body was turned towards Eddie just as two more colleagues piled in. They were all sat together, squashed like sardines and a steady conversation floated through the speakers when Bobby got in the driver's seat and started their journey.
Her knees tensed together and her thighs quaked from how tightly she was pressing them together. She shifted her legs a little more to the left until her knees bumped into Eddie's thigh. He was sat with one hand on his thigh and the other arm resting casually against the window like he was posing for a picture and it made (Y/n) smile again.
When she felt Darren lean her way, whether it was on purpose or not she didn't care. She leaned into Eddie until her face was nuzzled into his florescent jacket and her arms were pressing into his side.
Eddie looked away from the window and glanced down at (Y/n) with a soft smile. But when she burrowed closer into his side, he took a deep breath and tilted his head back to see who was sat next to her. The seats weren't exactly large or spacious but they weren't tiny either, she shouldn't feel squashed or hemmed in.
Something unsettled Eddie but he didn't know why. He moved his right arm up and looped it around the back of (Y/n)'s shoulders so she could lean into his chest. His hand curled around her shoulder and he glided his fingertips up and down her arm while her head pressed into his chest.
"Okay?" He murmured into the top of her hair so it wouldn't go through the speakers and catch anyone's attention.
He felt her nod into his chest and it was enough to calm him down and reassure him that she wasn't suddenly feeling panicked or scared about anything. His lips pressed to the top of her head before he went back to looking out the window while his hand rhythmically rubbed up and down her arm to keep her calm.
***
(Y/n) swiped the helmet from her head and dropped it down on the floor along with her jacket and gloves. She left them next to Hen's equipment for the time being and moved to grab the hose so she could wind it up and lock it away in the truck.
The fire had taken a while to put out.
Half the trees in the open field had caught alight and were now burnt to cinders. The grass was dead and crunched beneath their boots along with the black and grey flakes of ash on the floor. At least they had managed to put the fire out before it spread too far into the surrounding area. And they had no casualties to take care of this time which was another relief.
Sweat rolled down the back of (Y/n)'s neck and slithered beneath the collar of her shirt and she rolled her shoulders to try and get rid of the feeling. Her sweaty palms reached down for the hose and she held it in her left hand and started to slowly coil it up.
She wound it from her wrist and down around her elbow in a large circle as she walked back towards the truck. They were almost finished packing all the equipment away, then they could get back to the station.
Once the hose was locked away, (Y/n) retraced her steps and grabbed her equipment and the few other helmets that had been piled up on the floor when the fires were all out. She made her way round the back of the truck to the other side and started neatly lining everything up in the compartment. If the helmets weren't piled together and stacked carefully, nothing else would fit in the small compartment.
"Alright there?"
The helmet in (Y/n)'s hands toppled down onto her boot before it bounced off and crashed on the floor next to her.
What was he doing? Where was everyone else? Couldn't someone round the corner so Darren wouldn't dare try anything? What had (Y/n) done to upset or annoy him enough to make him try and torment her like this? How was this any fun for him?
"Fine." (Y/n) kept her tone level and her voice loud so he wouldn't think he was intimidating her at all.
She leaned down and grabbed the helmet, trying to stop her sweaty hands from trembling when she shoved the helmet back with a thud and slammed the compartment shut. She wanted to find someone else on the team- someone she trusted, and hover by them. She didn't want to be anywhere near Darren, and especially not when no one else was around.
"Where are you going?" His tone was sickly sweet and the smile on his lips looked somewhat devilish and cruel. But it was the look in his eyes that set (Y/n) on edge and made her want to back away.
When he reached out, either to grab or touch her, (Y/n) flung her arm out to bat him away as she took a few cautious steps back.
"I told you this morning, stay away from me." There was no point side-stepping this conversation when (Y/n) didn't want to speak to him. She wasn't playing nice or talking pleasantries with him, she wanted to be as far away from Darren as possible and she wasn't going to talk to him unless it was strictly necessary.
"Why? Don't you have a thing for the guys at our station?"
"What are you trying to do?" (Y/n) rose her shoulders and held her hands out at her sides as anger boiled through her. She couldn't see his point or why he was doing this, was it fun for him? Did he relish in causing problems and making her uneasy? Did he have a vendetta against her? "Or do you just like being rejected?"
She tossed the insult his way with a look of hatred burning in her eyes. If he wanted to be rejected so badly (Y/n) would keep doing it the more he tried to mess with her. She had no problem telling him to get lost and stay away if he somehow thrived off of that, but it was getting ridiculous now.
She saw him coming.
She saw the way he lunged forward the moment she insulted him and it almost made her smile. (Y/n) lashed her arm out and grabbed his wrist, twisting it away from her before she reached forward and slapped him across the face.
"You're a bastard." Her free hand reached out for the truck to steady herself while she tried to turn around and leave.
(Y/n) needed to get back near the field and out from the shadows cast by the truck and the ambulance. She was penned in behind here, hidden from plain sight with someone she didn't trust and was starting to fear. (Y/n) needed to be somewhere where the rest of the team could see her so Darren couldn't try and play these games with her anymore.
But she didn't get far before he reached out and grabbed her before she could round the back of the truck.
Her body shuddered and her arms thrashed out in front of her but it didn't do anything when Darren's hands pushed her back into the truck. But instead of grabbing her chin like he had done this morning, his hand latched around her throat. The action made tears automatically well up in (Y/n)'s eyes and her lips parted but no air came in or out of her system.
She could feel her boots scraping against the grass, leaving indents and slash marks in the mud where she tried to hold her balance and push up to somehow allow herself to breathe.
Both her hands moved to grab at his wrist and try to claw at his face but she couldn't do very much when his other hand pinned her wrist into the truck and a clatter that resounded through her ears.
Why was he doing this?
(Y/n) tried to slam her shoulders back into the truck and find the momentum to push forward and thrust her weight onto him but he had her pinned like she was glued to the truck. His fingers dug into her neck like pinchers or sharp teeth puncturing into her neck and if she had enough breath, she would have hissed at the feeling.
Tears slid down her face as her shoulders burned and thrashed back into the truck and her back slid down when her feet started to slide in the dirt.
"Isn't this what you want?" His words leered in her ear and made her shiver and (Y/n) closed her eyes as tightly as she could so she wouldn't have to see his face hovering over hers. "How rough do you like it, sleeping with the whole team?"
He wouldn't let go. He wouldn't let her breathe. Stars were dancing across her eyes and blinkering in her vision. She was going to pass out.
(Y/n) did her best to scratch her own nails up and down his exposed arm to cause him some pain and try to get him to release her or just let her breathe. Her throat was starting to burn, his fingers were crushing her windpipe like it was a plastic bottle. He was going to damage her throat he he carried on for much longer.
Stop. Stop. Stop!
"Oi! What the fuck are you doing?!" Evan's dark, clawing voice ripped through the air but (Y/n) barely heard a word he said over the static building up in her ears.
When she opened her eyes, black dots sparkled in front of her like stars twinkling in the sky and she couldn't see Darren leering in front of her anymore. Her body tensed and pushed further back into the truck and her hands let go to slam back into the truck when she felt Evan beside her. She tried to brace herself and remain calm and as still as possible so Evan could get this maniac off of her.
Evan braced one hand on Darren's shoulder and moved the other to his wrist which he twisted to the right until he felt the joint tremor and jolt beneath his touch. He ripped Darren's fingers away from (Y/n)'s throat and pushed him back until he was stumbling over his feet.
Evan spared a quick glance over at (Y/n) and his heart dropped to his stomach when she slid down the truck and landed on her bum with a thud. Her arms cocooned to her chest and she sat, gasping and coughing for air like she had been drowning.
A sheet of red clouded Evan's vision, causing his eyes to squint, his nose to scrunch up and his upper lip to curl into a rabid snarl.
When Darren tried to slam his hands into Evan's arms to get him to let go, Evan scrunched Daren's shirt in his fists and yanked him closer. He didn't think twice before he thrust his head forward and slammed his temple down into Darren's nose until he heard it crack. The pain that blinded Evan's forehead and struck down behind his eyes faded out with the adrenaline that overpowered everything else. And he watched the blood pour down from Darren's nose, finally letting go of him to watch Darren stumble backwards and cradle his nose with a howl.
(Y/n) moved her shaking hands to touch her throat that felt like it was swollen up. Her skin felt raw as if she had been set on fire and her lungs were heaving and aching in her chest, trying to scramble for as much air as she could. It left her sat on the floor, wheezing and spluttering as her chest rose and fell horribly.
"Buck- what are you doing, what's going on?"
Her eyes started to focus again when Eddie's voice rang out through the air and she managed to turn her head to see him speeding across to them with Hen and Bobby following close behind.
Had they heard the commotion? Did they hear Evan start to shout and Darren scream in pain?
Oh God, they were going to have to find out what Darren had done now. (Y/n) would have to make a statement of how he had been acting towards her. This was the last thing she wanted.
She could feel the tears pouring down her face before Eddie even got close to her. He looked perplexed, wanting to comfort her but also wanting to stop Evan from making this situation any worse. Their partner was stood leering over Darren with clenched fists and his shoulders tensed and hunched up, ready to start a brawl here in front of everyone. But Eddie had to go down on his knees next to (Y/n) because she was clearly hurt and she was sobbing, that meant she was in more need of help right now.
His hands reached out for her and he shuffled closer so he could cup her face in his hands. His thumbs brushed across her cheeks, wiping away the torrential downpour of tears that made his heart shatter.
"Sweetheart, what's happened?" Eddie kept his voice low and he dared to trace his thumb along (Y/n)'s lower lip before he held her chin and carefully tilted her head up so he could see why she was gasping so badly.
His blood ran cold when he saw the discolouration around her neck in the shape of fingerprints.
It was hard for Eddie to control the rage burning up inside of him but he did his best to stop himself from moving away or saying something he shouldn't. They were on shift and Evan had already started throwing punches by the look of things. They didn't need Eddie getting involved too.
He pressed his fingers beneath (Y/n)'s jaw and felt her pulse until her hand clamped down on his wrist and she leaned forward. She tucked her face into his neck and pressed herself as close into his chest as she could until her shaking started to make Eddie tremble too. He curled an arm around her waist and pressed his lips to the top of her head.
"Buck- Buck stop! That's enough!" Bobby wrapped both his arms around Evan's biceps and pinned his arms behind him. He took three steps back and dragged Evan with him after Evan pulled his knee up and smashed it into Darren's groin.
Hen moved to stand in front of him and she reached out to give Darren a nudge until he flopped back and sat down on the floor. He had blood gushing down from his broken nose, drenching the rest of his face and now he was sat groaning and whimpering. He needed to sit down before he fell down.
"What are you doing?"
"I walked round the corner and found him pinning (Y/n) to the truck by her throat! The bastard was strangling her so I taught him a lesson." Evan pulled his arms out of Bobby's grip and stumbled forward. He wasn't about to lunge into another attack but he didn't want to be restrained.
There was no way Evan would just stand there and watch someone attack his girlfriend in broad daylight, while they were on shift no less. Whatever Darren thought he was doing, he wasn't about to get away with it and if they weren't at work, Evan would have given him more than a bruised ego and a broken nose. He barely knew Darren as it was, he didn't work with him on many shifts and he didn't think (Y/n) did either. He couldn't see why he would suddenly attack her out of nowhere but Evan didn't really care why.
Nothing Darren said would explain this and he wasn't going to get away with it.
(Y/n) scrunched her fingers into Eddie's shirt and moved her head to press her face into his shoulder when his hands slid round to cup her hips. He kept his lips pressed against her head and gently lifted her up with him.
Once they were both back on their feet, Eddie nudged (Y/n) back until she was propped up against the truck and he was stood between her legs. His fingers squeezed soothingly into her hips and he tilted his head to the side, pressing his temple against the side of her head while his lips hovered over her cheek near the corner of her mouth.
"Did he do something this morning? You came downstairs in a panicā¦ was that because of him?" Eddie kept his voice quiet as he kissed the corner of her mouth and nudged his nose against hers.
There had to be more to it than this. Darren couldn't just attack (Y/n) out of the blue, he had to have a reason no matter how stupid it was. And Eddie refused to believe something hadn't been wrong this morning when (Y/n) was almost slipping into a panic attack.
Coupled with the way he'd seen her burrow into his side in the truck to distance herself from Darren cemented everything in his mind.
"Sweetheart, tell me."
(Y/n) closed her eyes and slid her hands up Eddie's chest to cup his neck. She tried to stop her breathing from running away without her but it was hard when the shaking wouldn't subside and her chest felt like it was restarting itself. She knew she would have to explain. She couldn't hide this from them and Bobby would need an explanation soon for a report about all of this.
Her nose brushed against Eddie's cheek as she leaned up to whisper in his ear. "He cornered me in the kitchen, he tā¦ he tried to pin me upā¦ said I was fucking half the station."
(Y/n)'s blood ran cold when Eddie tensed up against her like he was turning to stone before her eyes.
A jolt ran down her spine when Eddie smashed his fist into the side of the truck and turned around so quickly (Y/n) barely saw him move. Her heart jumped up into her throat while a stone set deep in her stomach. She stumbled forward, reaching her hands out to latch them around Eddie's bicep and pull him back before he had chance to get near Darren. She couldn't be the cause of any more fights or arguments.
"Eddie no-"
"He tried it on this morning! The jealous little prick tried to hurt her this morning too."
"She was asking for it."
(Y/n) pushed herself into Eddie's back and pressed her face into the back of his shoulder, keeping her arms tightly bound around his bicep. She felt his hand reach back to clamp down on her hip, making sure she stayed behind him and so he could ground himself to her so he didn't go and start a fight he desperately wanted to win.
"You'd better shut up before I break your neck!" Evan shook off Bobby's hold when he tried to reach out for him again. It was Darren they needed to restrain, not Evan.
He turned his back on the man sat on the floor, coughing and spewing up blood that was pouring down from his nose. He made a beeline over for his partners despite the fury burning deep within his eyes and the blood rushing along his neck to taint his face.
"Enough! Hen, take him back to the station in the ambulance, I'll deal with your disciplinary action when we get back. You three, in the truck please before I have to write you up too." Bobby didn't want to have to do any more paperwork than necessary and he wasn't going to tell Evan off when he was defending his partner. But he couldn't have them fighting any more than this.
"Are you alright?" Evan ran his hands up and down (Y/n)'s arms and kissed the back of her head while she loosened her grip on Eddie's arm so he could turn around and face them both.
She found herself nodding but neither of them believed her. (Y/n) wasn't even sure she believed herself.
Her throat was killing and throbbing and aching and it felt like her neck had been stretched. Her chest was still shuddering and quaking and her heart was battering in her chest like it was about to give out.
(Y/n) let herself sink back into Evan's chest while Eddie went back to cupping her hips and leaned over so he could kiss her temple.
"Don't worry, he won't dare come anywhere near you again. I'll break his legs if he does."
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"Nobody has pointed out the only time we see #chrisevans n #alba together when there is something. Pap1 WN2, ghosted premiere, pap2 scajo &josh Christmas party, pap3 her movie coming out, oscars party. No pictures of them just being out. Too many poses"
Saw this on X and couldn't agree more.
I'm Team Chris for this reason and as a strong intuitive and tarot reader I know his kind soul and the way his energy makes me feel calm and I also know about Hollyweird antics. Remember his faces whenever he is alone with her, ofc yd he had to smile. Maybe we're coming to an end since people said he wasn't wearing the ring which is a big hint. Or maybe this is the last sighting and he's done. Maybe he got promised GK in the future which we know it's his biggest dream and one would do anything to make his dream come true, right?
Team Chris š
This is for certain blogs:
CHRIS EVANS IS NOT RACIST NOR NAZI AND HE'S PROVED US THAT FOR 20+ YEARS SO STOP WITH THE BS JUST BECAUSE YOU DON'T LIKE HIM ANYMORE. JUST STOP OR HIS GUIDES WILL PUNISH YOU HARSHLY. JUST LEAVE THE FANDOM BEC YOU'RE A BURDEN FOR WE REAL FANS.
I seriously don't know what to believe anymore. I meant it when I said that.
I just want him to be happy. And not suffer. This shit won't help, but we gotta let our frustrations out somewhere.
And that goes for him for selling this. It's sending the wrong message!
#Anš«¶n asks#booky reacts#booky answers#chris evans#chris evans fandom#Team Chris#we did say it's going to be a rough ride š
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