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b00tyliciousbabe · 16 days

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barbie tingz

marcus scribner x THICC male reader

summary: just marcus loving you like with his heart, soul, and FAT SCHLONG. slight feminisation - don’t kill me.

notes: LOVELIES! hope everyone is having a beautiful day. i wanted to let y’all know that i will be taking a lil break because it’s exam season. don’t be sad…because this means i have an entire summer of smutty content to write and catch up on! ps. each word in this fic is me being another squat closer to the fattest ass in the world. ENJOY!

ALSO! the met gala is tonight! my favourite event of the year, i might make a short rec…how do we feel about that?

song rec: ‘freak’ - victoria monét

marcus was well on his way to establishing a name for himself in hollywood. booking new roles, alongside his debut as a director, he was on track for a career that would rival his mentors. but if you were to ask him what his biggest achievement was, he would say being with you. the corny mf has actually reiterated his adoration multiple times during interviews, and the world is obsessed with how lovestruck he was. aside from being social media’s favourite young couple, you, yourself, had a blossoming career in fashion that meant you were styling your man to make sure he looked good for his press tours.

notoriously, you garnered a reputation for EATING UP on the carpet - zendaya being your only competition. this ain’t no exaggeration, but every time you’d step out, those fits would break the internet. thus, when the news dropped that you’d be attending the premiere with your boyfriend, all eyes would be on you - yet again. having you on his arm, instantly elevated his aesthetic. not that he ever saw you as some pawn too boost his career, you meant the world to him, but your beauty as his trophy wife made him even more palatable. usually, you’d have an entire glam team by your side cultivating your iconic, polished look. but, you and marcus had both been working so hard, to the detriment of your relationship, and so you decided to spend the night at his, agreeing to do all the glam yourself.

‘Y/N,’ Marcus bellowed from downstairs, putting on his rings, and spraying cologne onto his clothes. ‘baby, we gotta go.’

‘Y/N! over here! to the left! Y/N!’ a flurry of paparazzi screamed. ‘the body is TEA!’ one reporter exclaimed, making you laugh.

you graciously blushed. they weren’t wrong, your pear-shaped figure, defined abs, and toned arms were nothing short of a sculpted masterpiece. amidst the bbl allegations on twitter, and every tabloid claiming to have the secret to getting an ass as perfect as yours, YOU were the standard. a beautiful, androgynous mix of allure and charm. not even chris evans, america’s ass, said that you had the best glutes in the industry. it was a thing of wonder; something so many lusted for, and even more desired to have a piece of whilst having you in backshots. there were an array of wolf whistles from the public whenever you walked, swiftly followed by a gaggle of photographers snapping shots of your post-gym bawd.

marcus soon joined you on the carpet after finishing up on his interview. if the sensory overstimulation of flashes and cheers wasn’t enough, this was heightened when marcus snaked his arm around your lower back. whispering sweet nothings into your ear, spectators were foaming at the mouth by his public proclamations of love, hiding your blush from the world.

‘don’t be shy,’ he said lifting your chin to his face. ‘there’s that smile I love.’ the whole crowd was gushing, you could’ve cringed at how clingy he was being in public, but found his confidence to do so, all the more endearing.

one thing that you sly liked about marcus, was how he jealous he could get, so many of his friends and industry buffs would come up to talk to you during the interviews, coming up for hugs, and even though he trusted you, his need to protect had him riled. marcus had a great relationship with all of his co-stars and they all became such a family over the filming process. you being there made the family even stronger, embodying the role of MOTHERRR in more ways than one, and they all appreciated your kindness. always there to soften the stressful tones of your bf’s criticism.

you were particularly close with his friend from another project, and due to mutual management you spent a lot of time in the same spaces. he came up and hugged you from behind, before being whisked away to speak with another reporter. all but a few seconds, lasted an eternity, the worst kind, burned into the possessive psyche of your man.

moments passed and it was time for group pictures on the carpet. you and marc were dead center, with his large hands gripping you tighter than usual. you looked up to see he was scowling, ‘lighten up bubs.’ you giggled, to which your bf fixed his face - he could never stay mad when you were always there to calm his demons. not long after, the same face screw, that made his nose look so cute came back, as he remembered the voices of the media resounding in his head.

‘damn I’d hit that.’

‘Marcus is one lucky mf to be all up in dat pussy’

‘I bet the recoil on that thing is insane.’

it infuriated him to hear how the public spoke about you, as if you were some object, and not the kind person he grew so enamoured with. ‘I’m gonna fuck you so hard, you gon’ beg me for mercy.’ he whispered , breaking that veneer of respectability for a brief moment, squeezing your butt, then turning back to smile at the cameras. you’d never seen that side to him, it’d be a lie to say it didn’t turn you on.

throughout the screening, he made sure to let you know that all your teasing would soon be dealt with. the vulgar remarks were still plaguing him, and you knew you were about to be on the receiving end of it. literally.

‘upstairs.’ he said sternly,

the two of you started kissing, unbuttoning his shirt as he unbuckled your pants to free the globes of juicy flesh he loved so much. strewn across the floor, all fear of creasing the custom couture outfit you were wearing had disappeared - the overwhelming desire to make love to your boyfriend clouded your judgement.

you get down to business, kneeling to align your lips with his cock head. ‘don’t take this the wrong way.’ marcus sighed, urging you to stand up, so frail against how tall your man stood.

‘Y/N, i just wanna fuck right now.’

you knew how badly he needed this, and a part of you liked how desperate he was to be inside you. but it was bizarre, marcus loved watching you suck him off, getting him all lubed to plough your hole, almost as much as you loved gagging on his meat. nonetheless, you obliged, bending over as you had your knees on the edge of the bed, hole puckering at the chill of the air. marcus grabbed your left cheek, caressing and massaging your upper hip.

‘so fucking soft.’ he whispers against your skin, kissing at your taint. it was as if he snapped out of his love drunk trance, and was left a primal shell of himself. he practically ripped off your underwear, leaving your naked bodies to rub up on each other as he scrambled to find lube.

‘fuuuuuuuk’ he groaned.

his thick schlong fit like a glove in your inviting hole, slick from your desire and his precum.

‘damn i missed that boy pussy’ - LIES. that man combusts if he isn’t inside of you at least 4 times a week - wtf was there to miss? this sentiment made you smile at how whipped he was for you though.

his pace quickened. pulling his entire length out of you, except his bulbous tip, and spitting directly on your pussy to get you even more slick. ‘hear that baby,’ he praised the ‘mac n cheese’ sloppiness of your hole. ‘your pussy was made for me.’ he was right; most guys love skinny twinks because their petite butts made their tops’ look hung. despite the voluptuous curves you had, you were ample in both chest and derrière making average look like a micro penis inside you. all but marcus. he overpowered you in ways no other man could, his thick, girthy cock stretched you out in a way that blurred the lines between pain and pleasure. not to mention his length, during your first time he could barely fit half in without it feeling like he was stabbing your insides. but after some practice, you started taking him - ALL of him.

his grunts deepened. ‘practically begging me to cum inside that hole.’ gripping your hair up fucking you in doggy. style. marcus began leaving love bites on your neck, marking you for all to see. his big hand crossed to caress your childbearing hips. whoever said men can’t get pregnant must’ve never accounted for marcus’ determination. his dick wanted to make you a mother so badly, and nothing was going to stop him trying.

‘you can take it.’ he praises. ‘all. of. it.’ slamming into you with a bold rhythm on his final three words. and that you could. your hole was heaven for him. every time he would enter, your thick meaty globes would bounce like jelly on his lower abdomen, making marcus even more inclined to give you your reward. you moaned out in ecstasy, your bodies were made for one another.

‘who’s pussy is this?’ his grip on your neck became tighter, still allowing you to moan out in response, ‘it’s yours marky, all yours.’ fuck. you were whipped, almost as much as he was. ‘that’s right baby, moan for me.’

‘scream like the little bitch you are.’ you and marcus both enjoyed the passion of rough sex, but this was something you hadn’t ever seen in him before. he was a beast and you loved it, way more than you could ever admit. there was something sweet about the high you were on as you were being impaled by his dick.

particularly, he relished in hearing your slutty cries, ‘music to my fucking ears.’ praising you ‘my pretty little slut, fuck yeah, you want my load.’

‘fuck yeah marc, give it to me please.’ you screeched, loving how hard he was clapping your cheeks.

‘shiiiiiiit, baby, fuuuuuck.’ he spouted, spilling his pearliness into your pussy. he used his thumbs to kneed the dough around your hips, losing himself in the bakery he so enjoyed visiting every morning for breakfast.

gently, he collapsed on top of you, still inside the warmth of your flesh. after a gentle make out sesh, cockwarming your boyfriend until he was soft, your bf brushed up against you. massaging your thick thighs, marcus tended to the bruises he gave, kissing them reassuringly. you ushered him to lay his head between your pecs, as he put his entire body weight onto you. he sighed deeply, feeling safe in your warm embrace. ‘marc, is everything okay?’ you stroke his face, as your fingers laced into his curls. he snickered groggily, ‘shouldn’t i be asking you the same thing?’ - a fair question because he litch just wrecked your shit. ‘real, but we both know that in a couple hours i’ll be fine.’ a silence filled the room, concern brewing in your heart. you played with his ear, knowing how he becomes putty in your hands. ‘fuuuuuck, you ain’t gon’ stop unless i talk, right?’ you kept quiet, trailing the tips of your fingers on his lobe. he sighed deeply, ‘i just get so possessive over you.’ his last words muffled by your ample bosom as he came to the realisation that the press’ words got to him more than he thought.

sitting up, marcus exhaled deeply. ‘i can’t even blame them for ogling, you’re so beautiful.’ ‘but u ain’t an object, and i hate that people treat you like that.’ you caressed his cheek with a loving care. ‘call it jealousy, possession, toxic - I don’t care. you’re all mine.’ marcus always felt the need to take care of what was his, doing better than what he had seen throughout his childhood.

you had an idea, trailing your fingers down his torso, circling his belly button, ‘why don’t you show me again?’ whispering into his ear as he breathed out in pleasure.

you kissed his cheek, before slowly massaging his dick tip, ‘how much do you love me.’

marcus turned you over. stroking and licking his ear, y’all were so intimate. he held onto the grooves of your waist, fucking into you slowly, marking your neck with his saliva.

‘you’re such a dream to me Y/N,’ he always had a way with words that made you smile like a school girl. ‘I was so selfish before, you didn’t even come.’ you always placed marcus’ pleasure above your own, but he was never satisfied with just brutalising your hole. he needed you to enjoy taking his dick, just as much as he enjoyed gaping your hole.

‘guess I’ll have to fuck another load in, to get one out of you.’ he joked, sucking on the sweet skin of your plump ass.

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worksby-d · 4 months

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thank you for sending a prompt!!! 🤎

50 types of kisses prompts

Pairing: Andy Barber x fem!Reader

Prompt: One person pouting, only to have it removed by a kiss from the other person.

Themes: Cheating (maybe!) (only if you choose to read it that way), sneaking around, a MINUTE amount of angst, I suppose.

Word count: ~500

Standing in your bathroom, you watch Andy sit on the edge of the tub to run the water for a bath. You both threw on just enough clothes to walk across the room from your bed, so the steam from the hot water gives you back some warmth that you lost when you rolled out of his arms.

You're lost in thought, staring at the steady stream of water when he looks up at you. He doesn't know where the frown on your face came from.

“What's that look for?”

Avoiding his gaze, you look down and pretend to pick lint off your shirt.

“You haven't told her yet, have you?”

Your voice is quiet and he just looks at you, wondering how you knew.

“I can tell you have something on your mind… Like your head is somewhere else tonight.”

He lets out a deep breath. “I'm sorry–”

You look toward him. He's been telling you for weeks that he's just been waiting for the right time to tell Laurie that he's been seeing you while they've been taking a break.

“Do you not want to..?”

Your voice trails off. There's always been a worry in the back of your mind that he's going to find it easier one of these days to just go back to her, to put his feelings aside and keep their family the way it is.

“No, no. It’s not like that,” he swears, turning the water off and standing up to step closer to you. “I promise.”

You shrug. What does he expect you to think?

“It's just… Complicated.”

The famous line. You subtly roll your eyes.

“The longer you wait, the harder it'll be.” you carefully remind him.

“I know.” He wishes you'd look him in the eye to see he means it. He holds his hand out for you. “I know. Come here.”

Hesitantly taking his hand, you let him pull you only a little closer. “I don't want you to hide me.”

“I'm not…”

He pauses to think about it though. The dates in other towns so there's no chance of someone he knows seeing the two of you before he has a chance to tell his wife… The only spending nights at your place... Ok. He gets it.

“I'm sorry.” He can't say it enough. “It’s not like I want to hide you. You know that.”

“Do I?”

“I hope so.” He furrows his brow, letting a silence take over as he waits for your eyes to meet his. “I love you.”

Your frown is still there even as your eyes light up a little, finally finding his.

He leans to give you a soft kiss, repeating his words. “I love you. I mean that.”

A small smile tugs at your lips. You kiss him back, your smile growing wider.

“I love you, too,” you whisper, closing the gap between your bodies with a hug. “The sneaking around was fun at first, but we can't keep doing it. It makes me feel like we're doing something wrong and we're not–”

“I know.” He's not the best with words, it's no secret. His hands rubbing your back is his best attempt at soothing away your worries right now. “I know.”

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f10werfae · 2 years

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Welcome to @f10werfae's library of Chris Evans💫 Enjoy your stay!

Disclaimer: This story is fiction and should not be taken literally, the behaviour is simply imaginative and the content may be inappropriate

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Taglist form:

Chris Evans Masterlist Starts here💫

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➼ boutique-for-the-best [☁️]🌟

(Chris Evans X Fashion Designer! Reader)

:Chris and Y/n the perfect example of the term 'made for each other' especially when in comes to support

➼ A Week In The Life Of The Evans[☁️]

(Husband!Chris Evans x Gothic! Reader)

: Y/n and Chris show off their new marriage, the only way they know how, via youtube

↪️Part two: Crybaby [☁️]🌟

(Husband!Dad!Chris x Gothic!Mom!Reader)

: Looks like that pregnancy test in the vlog meant something, and sprouted into the cute and loving mini evans, Alice. Follow the adventures of their cute family with quite the image.

➼ Written on Polaroids [☁️*]

(Husband!Chris Evans x Plus Size Reader)

: Y/n's secret diary gets exposed in the best way possible, which may involve a few camera shots

➼ Designer Love [☁️]🌟

(Husband!Chris Evans x Pregnant!Reader)

: Y/n can’t find any darn clothes she loves, so Chris takes his role to the next level

➼ Hairy Shenanigans [☁️]🌟

(Husband!Chris Evans x Pregnant!Reader)

: Y/n needs some help with her shaving capabilities and her husband is more than willing to help out

➼ Hottie By The Bar [☁️/Slight *]

(Chris Evans x Reader)

: Y/n catches the eye of a familiar man by the bar, which can only end in her favour

➼ The Winner [☁️]🌟

(Husband!Chris Evans x Famous!Reader)

: Chris is Y/n’s number one fan, there’s no doubt about it

➼ Wisdom Teeth [☁️]🌟

(Husband!Chris Evans x Wife!Reader)

: Chris sends Y/n on one hell of a journey

➼ That Puppy Smell [☁️]🌟

(Boyfriend!Chris Evans x Reader)

:Reader takes Chris Evans to a Puppy cafe

➼ What Is Victoria's Secret Anyway [☁️]🌟

(Husband!Chris Evans x Model!Reader)

: When Y/n gets a massive career opportunity, all she wants is her husband’s support, and she always gets what she wants

➼ You'll Always Be My Girl [☁️/Slight🌧]🌟

(Chris Evans x Reader)

: Y/n’s relatives are anything but supportive, on the other hand we have Chris who is absolutely smitten and will do anything to make sure Y/n knows

➼ Girls' Holiday [☁️/Slight *]🌟

(Husband!Chris Evans x Wife!Reader)

: Y/n and her friends get a few visitors while on their annual girl’s holiday

➼ Enchanted To Meet You [☁️]

(Chris Evans x Reader)

: Y/n Recalls her best memories with Chris, while getting ready for their wedding day ♥️

➼ Love In Translation [☁️]

(Chris Evans x Filipino!Reader)

: Chris is determined to become fluent in Tagalog, for the sweetest reasons

➼ My Spoilt Girl [☁️]🌟

(Rich CEO!Chris Evans x Reader)

: Chris loves spending money on his girl, even if it means he’ll end up spending more in future

➼ I’m Only Yours [☁️/Slight🌧]🌟

(Chris Evans x Reader)

: Chris and Y/n overcome insecurities in their relationship with some tender loving care

➼ My Happily Ever After [☁️]🌟

(Chris Evans x Reader)

: Chris, his family and Y/n spend the day at Disneyland. Chris of course, uses this opportunity to show how much he loves Y/n, in the most adorable ways possible

➼ I Need You More [☁️/Slight🌧]

(CEO!Chris Evans x Nurse!Reader)

: A CEO gets admitted into hospital with mild amnesia, only to find himself falling in love with the only person that can heal him

➼ Magical Kisses [☁️]

(Chris Evans x Stunt Double!Reader)

: Y/n injures herself on set, just to find out a cast isn’t the only thing healing her pain

➼ Ghostly [☁️/🌧]

(Ghost!Soulmate!Chris Evans X Alive!Reader)

: Y/n has an extremely tiring day, but with her ghost boyfriend everything takes a turn for the better

➼ Back Home [☁️]

(Boyfriend!Chris Evans x Filipino!Reader)

: An island getaway leads to Chris meeting Y/n's family, and him finding a new family of his own. Very fluffy domestic settings

↺ Part 2 Where Y/n meets Chris' Family

My Home [☁️]

➼ Shag Me [☁️]

(Husband!Chris Evans x British Singer!Reader)

:Despite being together for so long, Y/n and Chris still need to overcome their “language barrier”

➼ Baby It’s Breaking News[☁️]

(Husband!Chris Evans x Kardashian Reader)

: After keeping their life for the most part quiet, Y/n and Chris agree to give a statement to the Hollywood press (Article Style with an interview)

➼ Coffee Run[☁️]

(Chris Evans x Nurse!Reader)

: Nurse reader who works part time at a coffee shop has more than one run in with Chris and babies

➼ I Am Groot [☁️]

(Husband!Chris Evans x Pregnant!Reader)

: With hormones at an all time high, Chris has to be prepared even in the most funniest scenarios, obviously leading to kisses and cuddles + a smidge of horniness

➼ The Build Up [☁️]🌟

(Husband!Construction!Chris x Wife!Reader)

: Nothing better than an onsite visite by the Mrs, major domestic Chris! and fluff

↺ Part 2: The Build Up Pt2🌟

: Y/n and Chris retell the start of their love story to the boys, major domestic house fluff! Major dilf Chris

➼ Doggy Booth [☁️]

(Chris Evans x Reader)

: Chris and Y/n play around with tiktok features, obviously with Dodger

➼ Kittens, Kisses and Nails [☁️]🌟

(Husband!Chris Evans x Shy!Wife!Reader)

: Chris can never say no to his darling wife, she has him wrapped around her newly manicured fingers

➼ The Boudoir Book [☁️] !DRABBLE!🌟

(Husband!Chris x Wife!Reader)

: Y/n decides to create a boudoir book for her husband, and waits to see his reaction

➼ Dodger's Reveal [☁️]🌟

(Husband!Dad!Chris x Pregnant!Mom!Reader)

: Some lucky gender reveal doesn’t go according to plan, well traditionally anyway, all thanks to Dodger

➼ Blinded By Lust [🌧]

(Chris Evans x Blind!Reader)

: Y/n can’t help but blame herself when Chris looks for an outlook elsewhere

PT2: Eyes Wide Open [☁️🌧️]

➼ Chris Evans Pregnancy Scenarios (☁️/Slight Angst and Smut🌟

(Chris Evans x Pregnant!Reader)

=Not a series, just a compilation

Chapter 1,Chapter 2,Chapter 3,Chapter 4

➼ Chris Evans Dad Scenarios (☁️/Slight Angst and Smut)🌟

(Dad!Chris Evans x Mom!Reader)

=Not a series, just a compilation

Chapter 1,Chapter 2,Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5

➼ Mr Evans and Dodger [☁️]

(Chris Evans x Vet!Reader)

:Chris falls for his new Dog Groomer, Henry Cavill's cousin

➼ Sugar Baby Love [☁️/*]🌟

(Rich!Ceo!Chris x reader)

: Finally getting their relationship sorted out leads to a hot night filled with passionate lovemaking, !Dad!Chris at the end?! Major family man vibes xoxo !Fluffy smut!

➼ Daddy’s a Builder [☁️]🌟

(Husband!Construction!Chris x Wife!Mom!Reader)

: When the kids want a treehouse? Chris comes to the rescue. When the kids want lunch? Oh that’s momma’s specialty ‼️Southern Dilf Chris Fluff‼️

➼ Hot Tubs and Bubs [☁️]🌟

(Husband!Chris x Wife!Reader)

:Y/n makes it up to Chris with a bit of a pampering session, with just the two of them (or so she hopes)

➼ Heartful not a Handful [☁️]

(Husband!Dad!Chris x Actress!Wife!Reader)

: Chris and Y/n prove how strong their love for each other is, how they can overcome any and everything

➼ I’m here [☁️🌧]

(Chris Evans x Sisterlike reader)

:Chris is there for Y/n when people continuously try to bring her down

➼ All Pretty and All Mine [☁️*]🌟

(Bf!Chris x GF!Reader)

:Y/n ans Chris celebrate their one year anniversary with a bit of lace and love

➼ Small Big Big Lovin [☁️]🌟

(Husband!Chris X Short!reader)

: Fans retell the best part of Chris and Y/n's relationship

> HC 🌟:pt2 of ‘Small Big Big Lovin’

: Chris and reader call the triplets little ducks/ducklings because of Scrooge McDuck (the Disney character) and his little ducklings

>> A Halloween for Three

>>> Oops, Sorry Daddy🌟

>>>> An Extra Nipple please🌟

>>>>> What Binky Fairy?🌟

>>>>>> Teething Triplets

➼ Mermaid’s Tale (DRABBLE) [☁️]

(Husband!Chris x Wife!Reader)

: Y/n has another one of her schemes underway, one which may include a scaly tale and a surprised Chris

➼ Cookie Monster [☁️]🌟

(Husband!Chris x Pregnant!Wife!Reader)

:Chris provides a wall of support for his cookie stealing wife

➼ Just like Daddy [☁️/*]🌟

(CEO!Husband!Chris x Mom!Reader)

: With Halloween's arrival, there’s nothing but festive cheers at the Evan's household, with a few surprises too! ‼️Major Dilf and family man Chris‼️

➼ My Wife, My Love [☁️/*] 🌟

(Construction!BF!Chris x GF!Reader)

: with y/n taking a new job across town, her hunk of a man pays her a steamy visit, and big decisions are made

➼ Bedazzled and Bewildered [☁️]🌟

(Chris Evans! x Fiancé!Shy!Reader)

: Y/n is supposed to be celebrating one of her major stepping stones but that seems to be far from her friends’ intentions. Thankfully Chris always knows what to do

➼ Mischievous Monkey [☁️]🌟

(Dad!Chris Evans x Mom!Reader)

: After a routine family nap, a certain little Evans gets up to harmless no good deeds

➼ Shorty McLovin [☁️*]🌟

(Chris Evans x Short!Hairstylist!Reader)

: Chris and Y/n can't keep their hands off each other

➼ Flashed a Tit [☁️/slight*]🌟

(Chris Evans x Pregnant!Reader)

: Y/n finds a way to win over an argument with Chris, with the help of her tits ‼️Spicy fluff‼️

➼ Home CHRIStening [☁️*]🌟

(Construction!Chris x GF!Reader)

: Chris and Y/n take a new approach to a house blessing

➼ The Summer I met you [☁️]🌟

(Chris Evans x Shy!Reader)

: Chris meets Shy Reader. The reader is traveling with girlfriends and is mostly ignored and turned on. Such as eating less or talking more. Chris can’t look at it more and goes there and says that the reader is beautiful

➼ That ass though [☁️*]🌟

(Husband!Chris Evans x Short!Wife!Mom!Reader)

: Y/n is on another one of her missions of teasing Chris, everyone knows he’s an ass man, but who knew leggings had so much power?

➼ Daddy Duties [☁️*]🌟

(Fiancé!Chris Evans x Pregnant!Reader)

: Y/n can’t sleep, and Chris has the most plausible solution. Some playtime comes with Daddy Duties, Chris’ duties

➼ Bunny, all warm n’ fuzzy [☁️*]🌟

(BF!Chris Evans x GF!Short!Reader)

: chris evans x short! reader +breeding + daddy kink+ overstimulation/smut where they are having sex but are trying new positions because some can get uncomfortable due to how short the reader is compared to Chris

➼ Act Like A Mother [☁️/🌧️]🌟

(Dad!Husb!Chris x Wife!Mom!Reader)

: Chris is stressed and reader has been taking care of the kids then one day she’s maybe cooking, just far away from the kids and one of them maybe falls and hurts themselves and Chris criticizes readers mothering skills

➼ Protector, Mine [☁️/🌧️]🌟

(BF!Chris x GF!Reader)

: Hi! If you take requests can you write one where reader is home alone when there’s a break in while Chris is out with friends?

➼ My Little Peach [☁️*]

(BF!Chris Evans x Short!Reader)

: Chris Evans bringing his short sized girlfriend! Reader to the park for their date. They are having lots of fun and Chris is in the "mood". Pantie vibrator, ass touching, pussy clenching and naughty whispers

➼ Bikini Bottom [☁️]🌟

(Frat!Chris Evans x Girlfriend!Reader)

: Frat!Chris falls lovesick and clings onto his girl for dear life, it doesn’t help when she’s parading around in a bikini. Overall, Y/n and Chris are the ultimate campus couple 💌 (lovesick puppy chris)

➼ Pretty Boy [☁️]

(Frat!Chris Evans x Girlfriend!Reader)

: Chris can’t help but drop everything to go see his precious princess, even if it means ditching his frat parties in the process. Once again taking the role of a lovesick puppy,

➼ First Argument or not [☁️]

(Frat!Chris Evans x Girlfriend!Reader)

: Their first argument, which really isn’t an argument, but it’s the closest thing these lovebirds will ever get to it because they’re so damn in love and can’t stay mad at each other♥️😭

>> HC! Frat!Chris

➼ Breast Present ever [☁️*]

(Dad!Construction!Chris x Preg!Mom!Reader)

: Despite being parents, Y/n pulls a naughty trick on her husband by appearing under the tree, naked. + Chris her husband makes a second impression on the father-in-law

➼ Ice Pop Baby [☁️/slight*]

(Sugar Daddy!Chris Evans x Pregnant!Reader)

: Being pregnant in summer sucks, but being pregnant in summer with Chris Evans, doesn’t suck as much

➼ Make Me a Daddy [☁️*]

(Teacher!Chris x Busty!Single!Mom!Reader)

: One parent’s meeting turns into a raging breeding session, as Y/n meets her son’s teacher for the first time, making him a daddy is first priority

➼ Pillowy Thighs [☁️*]

(Husband!Chris Evans x Plus size!Wife!Reader)

: Y/n feels insecure watching all the other girls in the club, so Chris shows his wife why he loves watching her body move

➼ Daddy’s Pudge [☁️*]

(Construction!Chris x Wife!Pregnant!Reader)

: With Chris sporting more of a dad bod, Y/n gives him a little pick me up to show how sexy her baby daddy really is. (EmotionallySoft!Chris) (Dilf!Chris)

➼ Baby Name List [☁️*]

(Cowboy!Chris x Girlfriend!Reader)

: Chris finds out about Y/n’s baby name list, and wants to put some of them to good use ASAP (girlboss!reader) (emotional Chris)

➼Pretty Boy n' his Pretty Peach [☁️*] (Frat!Chris Evans x Girlfriend!Reader) :A valentines celebration turns into a lovemaking fuck fest, with a lot of love, emotions and promises (Soft!Chris)(Fluffy aftercare)

Affair with his Assistant !Drabble![🌧]

(Husband!Andy Barber x Wife!Reader)

: Looks like Andy's work trips with his assistant were just him acting with his dick and not his head. Now his marriage is over

Guilty Pleasures [🌧️*]

(Dark!Married!Andy x Sister-in-law Reader)

: Sometimes getting the things we want, can be the best form of revenge, it’s even better when it ends in our favour (Cheating Andy and Laurie so it’s even😀)

➼ One Month Fill Up [☁️*]🌟

(Husband!Ari Levinson x Wife!Reader)

: Ari leaves Y/n one hell of a going away present, one that leaves her stuffed to say the least, after-all it’s just one more month he needs

➼ Overstimulation [☁️*]🌟

(Husband!Ari x Wife!Reader)

: imagine overstim w ari and like borderline dub-con. you’re begging for him slow down and that u can’t take anymore but he keeps on going. he goes harder and whispers sweet nothings in your ear

➼ Eyes Wide Open [☁️/🌧️]

(Ari x GF!Reader/Ex!Chris)

: After Chris cheated on Y/n, she falls into the arms of the local grumpy beefy mechanic, her new man Ari Levinson

➼ Sleepy Sex Session [☁️*]

(Ari Levinson x Girlfriend!Reader)

: slow, lazy sex with Ari, both lying in bed either late at night or really early in the morning. full of love and just something sweet

➼ Child Bearing Hip Dips [☁️*]

(Professor!Ari Levinson x College!Student!Reader)

: Ari overhears his babygirl's conversation with her friends, he teaches her another lesson, why he loves her love handles. (DILF!Ari) (Dom!Ari)

➼ The Breeding Ground [☁️*]

(Alpha!Ari Levinson × Omega!Pregnant!Reader)

: To others, Ari's house was a breeding ground for him and his omega, but to him it was just fulfilling her purpose of carrying his pups (DILF!Ari) (Slightly manipulative

➼ Pillow Humping Princess [☁️*]

(Ari Levinson x Bimbo!Reader)

: Ari catches his sweet baby humping her own pillow, just how far is he willing to ruin her innocence? With him using her pillow right in front of her to teach her a lesson. (mean!Ari) (Dom!ari) (Reader is jealous over a pillow)

pt2- ➼ Sleepy Humping Princess [☁️*]

(Ari Levinson x Bimbo!Reader)

:Beefy!Ari comes home to fuck his bimbo baby awake, hopefully knocking her up in the process.He loves coming home to that naked lump under his bedsheets (Beefy!Ari) (Somnophilia)

➼ Smokin’ Hot Husband [☁️🌧️]

(pairing: Dad!Husband!Ransom Drysdale x Pregnant!Wife!Reader)

: Y/n catches her eldest son smoking, and with her being very emotional, it’s up to Ransom to save the day

➼ Bimbo Babe [☁️*]

(Steve Rogers × Bimbo!Reader)

: Y/n stupidly keeps shoving her tits and pussy into Steve's face until he finally has enough and has to have them smothering his face (Dom!Steve) (MeanSteve)

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nicoline1998enilocin · 11 months

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Intimate moments

PAIRING | Chris Evans x Wife!Female!Reader

WORD COUNT | 1.3K

SUMMARY | You and Chris have been married for a few years, but the intimacy has only grown stronger in this time. Not only do you share amazing chemistry in the bedroom, outside of that the both of you enjoy lots of other types of intimacy.

WARNING(S) | This is your official trigger warning. Do not proceed if any of these topics upset you. Mentions of sex.

A/N | Hi all! I guess this would count more towards a head cannon rather than a one-shot, but I wanted to share some of my thoughts about what it would be like to be married to Chris, more specifically, what certain intimate moments with him would be like. I want to emphasize that I do not know Chris personally, and I don't know if any of these would be true, this is purely my imagination.

Likes and reblogs will be very much appreciated 💜

Main Masterlist | Chris Evans Masterlist

Physical intimacy

Sex

If there is one thing the two of you enjoy doing together, it is having sex. Usually, it is just the both of you, but you would be lying if you said you hadn't enjoyed the occasional threesome over the years. You and Chris know each other's bodies through and through, so you spice it up by either using toys, having sex around every surface of the house, or outside. Neither of you is shy about sharing kinks and have built quite the repertoire together that you can switch through to keep the intimacy alive in the bedroom, or outside if you're feeling adventurous that day.

Cuddling

During movie nights, when there is a thunderstorm going, or after a passionate session of sex, cuddles are always on both your agendas. You also like to cuddle when you're going to sleep, enjoying each others warmth when falling into a deep slumber. Whenever you're having friends or family over for movie nights, you always make sure there is extra room on the couch, and the biggest blanket is reserved for you two to cuddle up under. The blankets also help to hide some of the not-so-innocent touches you share sometimes when you're having a good cuddle session.

Kissing

Something both you and Chris will never get enough of is kissing each other. This ranges from small kisses on cheeks or temples to lazy make-out sessions, or steamy and sloppy kisses during a particularly rough round of sex. Neither of you shies away from a nice bit of PDA too, there have been multiple photos of you surfaced where you're enjoying a few soft kisses, or exploring each others' mouths with your tongues when you thought no one was looking. You also aren't shy to kiss in front of friends and family, much to their dismay sometimes, but you can't say no to the magnetic pull your lips both have toward one another.

Physical touch

You and Chris can never keep your hands off one another, always having to touch one another in either a sensual way or just a platonic and reassuring way. You are rarely seen without the other person by your side, always holding hands or having an arm around each other's waist. You also enjoy sitting close together, either right next to each other or on each others' laps. As much as you enjoy sitting in Chris' lap, you will never say no when he asks you if he can sit on yours. The weight of his body makes you feel grounded, and it is a nice way to get some extra cuddles and touches in.

Emotional intimacy

Long talks about the relationship and marriage

One thing both you and Chris agreed on early in your relationship, is that communication is very important. Every time either one of you is uncomfortable about something the other person has done, said, or witnessed, you talk about it. Even though this sometimes leads to heated arguments, these always get resolved by a good round of make-up sex, but not before talking about it thoroughly. The two of you also tell each other everything, there have never been any secrets between the two of you, much to the dismay of your friends sometimes. Everything that is discussed between you both, does stay between you though, that is another important rule.

Talks about body image and feeling (un)comfortable in your skin

Something you have always struggled with is your body image. Ever since growing up, you have always been taller than most people, but you were never the skinniest or prettiest girl or woman, wherever you went. You told Chris about this many times and every time he listens intently to everything you tell him without judging you. When you're done discussing this, he will show you every single reason why he thinks you're extremely gorgeous, giving you a few orgasms in the process as well.

Intellectual intimacy

Talking about the kids' futures: education

Education has always been important for both of you, but you don't see eye to eye on every single level when it comes to this. Even though you don't have kids yet, you both can't help but reminisce about what could be. The discussions usually surround topics like private and public education, both with pros and cons, but every time you listen intently to the other, thoroughly discuss all the arguments the other person brings up. There is no judgment in these situations nor right or wrong answers.

Reading and discussing books with one another

Chris wasn't much of a reader when you first got together, but over time you have found a type of book that you both seem to enjoy; thrillers. Every now and again you go on a date to a bookstore and both choose a book for the other to read, and when you're done, you switch them before discussing your thoughts and theories with a glass of wine or a beer. Sometimes you like to surprise one another by bringing home a book you thought the other might like, and so far almost all the books have been a huge hit with both of you.

Experiential intimacy

Cooking and enjoying meals together

Even though you aren't much of a kitchen princess, both you and Chris do enjoy cooking together every once in a while. Usually, you try new recipes you've found online or that you got from friends or family. Since you're more into the sweeter side of cooking, you enjoy preparing desserts like tiramisu or a rich chocolate mousse to feed each other. On nights like these, the two of you enjoy a nice candle-lit dinner, a nice glass of wine, and light-hearted conversations, followed by an evening of mind-blowing passion and love.

Visiting a new city and discovering it together

One of the things you and Chris bonded over when you met, is your curiosity and the fact that you both love traveling all over the world, getting to know places and people you've never seen before. You try to go to a new country and city at least twice a year, usually taking a 3-week vacation to get to know the culture there, and completely immersing yourself. These vacations make the most beautiful memories that you will often look back on together.

Spiritual intimacy

Watching the sunrise or -set together

On your first date together, Chris brought you to the rooftop of the apartment building he was living in at the time to look at the sunset. It had been a beautiful day, and the pink, orange, and purple hues of the sunset made this the perfect ending to your date. The two of you were mesmerized by it and shared a soft first kiss under these colors shining softly down on you. To this day, you still enjoy deep conversations together on an early morning hike to watch the sunrise, or a lighthearted dinner during the sunset, bringing up old memories.

Taking walks through nature together, enjoying the beauty of nature and each other

Walking through parks or hiking together, you cannot get enough of the nature surrounding both of you. Sometimes you take your photo camera with you to make lasting memories, and sometimes you leave everything at home and enjoy each other's company and conversations. It also isn't unheard of for the both of you to have a quickie or slow, sensual session of lovemaking out in nature. It makes you feel closer to the world, and the thrill of possibly getting caught only makes the two of you want each other more.

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xxshewritesinblacknwhitexx · 1 year

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Off The Market

Chris Evans x Black Wife!Reader

WARNINGS: tipsy!Chris, mild fluff, flirting, nosy tv interviewer, very mild nudity

AUTHOR’s NOTE: An oldie from my old page, edited and brought over here. Also regardless if my fic has no smut or dark mentions, all of my work is still 18+. This isn’t apart of the Chris x Wife series I was thinking about. Just a stand alone one-shot.

BETA’d: @titty-teetee

Chris Evans was standing dressed in his best on the red carpet for the premiere of the final Avengers movie, rightfully titled, Avengers: Endgame. Tonight was going to be a little bittersweet, as this would be the last time that all six original members of the Avengers would walk the red carpet together. It was finally time for the torch, or in his case, Captain’s shield, to be passed on.

This was also Chris’ very first red carpet appearance since the two of you tied the knot a little over a couple of months ago.

Of course news had been buzzing for weeks about your very secret nuptials. People were questioning if it happened or if it didn’t happen. Paparazzi scrambled for days outside of your home in Los Angeles, trying to get a small glimpse to see if the two of you were wearing your rings. But they’d come up with nothing. Especially, since the two of you had fully relocated to his hometown in Boston.

But your wedding definitely happened, and it was definitely a secret. Your wedding was so secret, in fact, that your small group of guests, who thought they were arriving to celebrate your engagement, got the surprise of a lifetime when you showed up in your beautiful wedding dress, while you and Chris exchanged vows moments later.

Both yourself and Chris, much like most of your relationship and engagement, wanted to keep this to yourselves for a while. You just wanted to enjoy being husband and wife before the press found out and started hounding you with future plans of starting a family, which of course, you and Chris were definitely excited to be practicing. Especially the horndog that was your husband.

The two of you had a date set for when you were going to announce that you had gotten hitched, but that didn’t stop the vultures from their prying.

Chris, who smiled coyly at the flashing photographers, gave a small wave and a curt nod. He was nervous, and his anxiety was on a high level, which he tried to calm with shots of whiskey earlier with his co-stars, Jeremy Renner and Mark Ruffalo. But with every scream of the paparazzi and the surrounding fans, his nerves seemed to grow a little bit more intense.

Chris continued to make his way down the carpet, saying his hellos to his other fellow cast mates, while sharing jokes with his buddies, Anthony Mackie and Sebastian Stan. Luckily, most of the interviewers kept things professional in their questioning, only asking about the film and his future projects. Even asking him to give shout outs to other countries.

His last stop on the interview trail was with Nancy O’Dell from Entertainment Tonight. Now Chris has known Nancy for quite some time, as she’s interviewed him plenty of times in the past, but he also knew she was never too shy to get personal with him. And that scared the living hell out of him.

“Here we have Chris Evans, ladies and gentlemen,” the beautiful, older blonde celebrity anchor announced as Chris stepped up to his spot next to her. They quickly exchanged a casual hug. “How are you feeling tonight? You look amazing.”

Chris cleared his throat, nervously running a hand across his tie. “Thank you. I’m feeling pretty good. How are you?”

“I’m great, thank you.” She smiled, leaning into him. She was also a little too clingy with him at times, you’ve clearly noticed. But that was usually when you weren’t on his arm. Like tonight. “So, Chris, this is it. Final Avengers movie for you all. How did it feel to put that Cap suit back on for the last time?”

“A little tight.” Chris joked, causing Nancy to giggle softly. “No, it was amazing. Being on set with some of my best friends made for such a fun, great experience— a little bittersweet though since it’s the last time a lot of us will be in the same room with each other. But I feel we all did it justice. 10 years is a long time to be doing this, and I’m very proud of what we’ve accomplished in the end.”

“I can definitely see lots of emotions running high with everyone. Especially on this night.” Nancy stated, and Chris nodded in agreement. “Aside from the movie premiere here tonight, I really have to ask: Where is your better half? I’m surprised she’s not here with you tonight.”

Chris chuckled softly, again, running a hand down his tie. “You know, she really wanted to be here, but her schedule is just as crazy as mine. If not more, but, she’s definitely here with me in Spirit.” He gave the nosy news anchor a smile.

Well, wherever she is, we are sending her the best.” Nancy replied, reaching out to throw an arm around Chris’ shoulder. “And speaking of your better half, I feel like there are just a few things we need to get cleared up. Maybe some of those rumors you want to address?”

This time Chris let out a nervous chuckle. He knew exactly where this was headed. “That depends on what rumors you are referring to?”

“Well,” Nancy paused for dramatic effect, “is Chris Evans officially off the market?”

Yep, she went there.

“Oh,” Chris immediately jerked his head back, as he finally started to feel that whiskey warming his system. “Oh,” he repeated over and over.

“I mean, is it true?” Nancy questioned him, desperately trying to see if she could get a glimpse of the wedding ring on his left hand. Of course, it wasn’t there. You made sure of that.

“We’re not doing that.” Chris shook a finger at her, laughing.

“Why not? I know everybody at home,” Nancy pointed to the camera, “would love to know if our favorite superhero, here, finally got his happy ending.”

“Sh,” Chris shushed her, leaning to stroke her microphone. “Sh, sh, shhh.”

“He’s petting my mic.” Nancy, again, turned to the camera, giggling. She knew that she wasn’t going to get her way tonight. “So, is this your way of leaving this one alone?”

Chris looked back up at her and gave a nonchalant shrug. “I mean, you will know when it happens. But we both are happy where we are right now.”

“And that’s all that matters?” Nancy questioned, and Chris just nodded, stuffing his hands back in the pocket of his pants. “Well, we appreciate the honesty, Chris. Good luck tonight.”

“Thank you.” Chris smiled, giving her one last hug and walking away.

The moment Chris was out of the way of the paparazzi, he immediately pulled out his phone from his pocket and sent you a quick text.

dodged that bullet

His phone buzzed only seconds later with your response.

Wifey: I’m guessing you got asked & it was by Nancy wasn’t it?

yep & yep

Wifey: well it’s a good thing I have your ring with me

Chris smiled to himself, adamantly typing on his phone.

Yeah I’m going to need that back

Wifey: you’ll get it back soon

you’ll just have to take it off of me first

Chris’ phone buzzed a third time. But it wasn’t a typed response like he’d been expecting. It was a picture of you. You were currently wearing his platinum, engraved wedding ring on a necklace, secured safely around your neck, dressed in a white lace push-up bra. The barely there material stood out amongst the softness of your gorgeous brown skin.

Chris sucked in a deep breath, staring down at the image in front of him. Goddamn it, he missed the fuck out of you. He quickly started typing again.

Mrs. Evans you’re driving me fucking crazy here

Wifey: well Mr. Evans my husband just abandoned me

what’s a girl to do by herself in this big, empty house

Before Chris started typing again, the three dotted bubble —as if you were still typing— appeared on his screen. Within seconds, another photo of you showed up. This time it was a matching lace thong you were wearing.

Fuck this premiere

I’m getting on a plane

And coming home right now.

Wifey: I’ll be waiting

Chris sighed heavily, stuffing the phone back in his pocket, and immediately tried to find the nearest exit. He needed to get home to you. And he needed to get home now.

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agent-whiskeys-sweetheart · 1 year

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Take It Out On Me

Pairing: Ransom Drysdale x Wife!Reader

Summary: After Ransom finds out that he’s been cut from Harlan’s will, you offer to let him take out his frustrations on you.

Warnings: SMUT, consensual somnophilia (reader leaves a note giving consent), some anal play, rough unprotected sex, facefucking, oral (male receiving), degrading language, mentions of murder.

A/N: I just got around to watching Knives Out and Ransom totally stole the show for me. I’ve never been much of a Chris Evans girl until this movie. Now I am all in. Hope you enjoy lovelies!

“That’s why I smoke weed!” Fran finishes her story with an obnoxious laugh to which you simply force a smile and nod. As your eyes flick around the room you plot your escape. You suddenly spot Richard and Linda standing across the parlor looking bored. Surely they would offer some safety from this drag of a conversation.

“Well, it’s always good to chat with you Fran. I’m gonna go bother my in laws for a few.” You add with a chuckle, trying to maintain the humor as you step away. The moment you do you can feel your face drop into a scowl. It would be an understatement to say that you didn’t enjoy spending time with your husband’s family. These were the most disingenuous people you had ever had the displeasure of spending time with. The only reason you put up pretenses was for the sake of your husband and even he didn’t like them all that much.

“Richard. Linda.” You greet them formally. As you do you extend a hand to them which they reluctantly take. It was no secret that they weren’t your number one fans. When Ransom brought you home to meet them it had been awkward to say the least. See, you didn’t come from money like Ransom did. Your family had always been poor. Therefore his parents felt you were “wrong” for him. Snobs. You thanked your lucky stars that Ransom didn’t give a shit what his family thought or else you might never have gotten married.

“How are things, Y/N?” Linda asked with false interest. Before you could answer her half hearted inquiry you were interrupted by the sound of your husband’s booming voice coming from the study.

“Are you goddamn insane?” Everyone in the room stopped, turning in the direction of the yelling. Shortly after, the door to the study came flying open and you saw Ransom grab his coat and storm for the front door. He was out of the house before you could blink.

“Well, thank you for a lovely party. Excuse me.” You said to them both before rushing to the front hallway, snatching your coat off the rack, and following your husband out of the house. When you stepped onto the porch Ransom was already in his Beemer, impatiently waiting. You ran down the front steps and flung the car door open, quickly fastening yourself into your seat as he sped out of the driveway. He drove way too fast, completely silent. It wasn’t difficult to tell he was absolutely seething. Ransom had always been prone to anger but whatever his grandfather told him really had him pissed off.

“Are you gonna tell me what just happened?”

“No.” He said frankly, gripping the steering wheel tighter.

“Maybe I should drive.” You suggested.

“I’ve got it.” He said, brushing off your concern. It felt like it only took half the time it normally did before the two of you were home. Ransom didn’t wait up for you as he made his way inside, leaving you standing outside by yourself. You followed him into the house, dropping off your things in the doorway. When you found him he was sitting on the couch in the living room, bouncing his leg rapidly.

More than anything, you just wanted to make him feel better. You hated seeing him like this. However, you knew he needed time. With a deep sigh you walk over to stand in front of him before leaning down to give his cheek a small peck. As you start to walk away he catches your wrist in his hand, stopping your movements.

"I'm gonna make this right. I promise." You didn't know what he was referring to since you had only caught the tail end of his and Harlan's conversation. However, you knew that he always kept his promises.

"I know you will." You reassure him before walking away, heading back for the bedroom. After his heartfelt words you half expected him to follow you but he didn't. He stayed seated on the couch, folding his hands in his lap. He watched you leave the room. As soon as you were gone, he headed for the front door. It wouldn’t be the first time he had left the house without a word. He was sure that you would hear the door opening and closing but he couldn’t let that stop him. What he had to do next was essential.

The plan had formulated in his head on the drive home. There was an overwhelming sense of clarity in his mind as he realized what he must do to reverse his grandfather’s actions. He had to, not just for himself but for you. Without that inheritance he wouldn’t be able to keep you in comfort and luxury. Therefore, he was going to do what was necessary to make sure that money ended up in his hands.

It felt like it took forever for him to arrive at his grandfather’s home. He had parked his car out of sight of the security cameras and hiked up towards the house, making sure to avoid the muddy paths along the way. Everything fell into place like clockwork. When he had finally reached the trellis on the side of the house he scaled it effortlessly, sneaking in through the secret passage in the hall. His grandfather’s study wasn’t far from there. As soon as he stepped inside he searched for Marta’s medical bag. It wasn’t hard to find, as she just left it next to the door. Setting the bag on the floor he rummaged through it to find his grandfather’s medications. This was the easy part. All he had to do was switch the liqiud in each of the bottles and he would be home free. Once he had finished he snuck out back the way he had come. Just as he was about to leave he spotted his great grandmother through the window. “Ransom? Are you back?” She inquired, eyes glazed over. He didn’t answer her, running back down the path towards his car. As soon as he was settled in his seat he peeled out of the woods and back down the road.

His heart pounded and he was heaving with the adrenaline as he made his way back home. Home to you. His loving wife. As he thought of you he wasn’t able to help the stirring in his pants. His cock twitched as he thought about pressing you down into the mattress and fucking you within an inch of your life. On nights like this when his blood boiled with anger, all he ever wanted was to fuck you relentlessly. It was one of the only things that could calm him. Both of you knew this. It was almost like tradition. Whenever you saw him steaming in rage you would know to drop to your knees and start sucking his cock like a good girl. He wondered if you would do the same for him tonight or if you’d be asleep when he got home. After carrying out his devious plan it had gotten pretty late. He wouldn’t be surprised if you’d already made your way to bed. However, he hoped that you would be waiting up for him. He needed to feel your tight pussy wrapped around him right now more than anything.

Soon enough he was pulling into the driveway. When he made his way into the house it was pitch black, save for a single hallway light. The light led him towards the bedroom where he optimistically opened the door. However, to his dismay, you were in bed. This only served to stoke the flames of his frustration as he closed the door behind him. There was a lamp still on beside the bed. You must have been too tired to remember to turn it off. He went to do so for you when something caught his eye. There was a note on the night stand. He picked it up, holding it in the lamplight so that he could read it.

“I know it’s been a hard day. I wanted to make sure you were well taken care of. I know I fell asleep before you got home but don’t let that stop you from getting what you need. All that frustration ... take it out on me. My body is yours to use as you see fit. Check under the blanket for a surprise. Love, Y/N.”

Ransom furrows his brow for a brief moment, unsure if he should take the bait or not. You’re facing away from him on the bed, completely covered in your large warm comforter. With a tentative hand, he pulls the blanket off of you. When he does his eyes widen and a breath catches in his throat. You’re totally naked underneath. What’s more, he spots something else that captures his attention. With a wicked grin, he notices that there is a butt plug secured inside your tight little asshole. The sight of you like this causes his cock to harden instantly. He’s nearly busting out of his pants as he takes a step closer to the bed, thoroughly enjoying the view.

Reaching out towards you he runs a hand down your back and over the curve of your ass. Your skin is so soft beneath his hands and it causes him to groan lowly as he hikes your leg a little higher to get a good look at your sweet pussy. It glistens in the lamplight, already so creamy and wet from the dirty dreams you’re probably having right now. “God you are so fucking good to me.” He mumbles.

With two fingers he traces a line through your slick folds, gathering up some of your wetness. Unable to contain himself, he lifts his fingers to his lips and sucks on them. The taste of you makes his cock twitch. He lowers his hand to your cunt, dragging his fingers through your pussy lips again. Your wet fuckhole weeps, begging for his attention. Who was he to deny you? Nudging at your entrance he eases his two fingers inside of you, fucking you gently. That’s when he curls his digits upwards, finding your g-spot. He knows how much you love it when he massages the soft spongey flesh there. If you were awake he knew you’d be arching your back and whining loudly. Instead, you whimper lightly as he strokes your insides.

“Do you like that? You like it when I love on your special spot baby?” He mocks you, knowing the answer. That’s when the glint of the lamplight catches on the shiny butt plug, stealing his attention. The button on the end was a cute pink heart jewel. The two of you had picked it out together. You only used it for special occasions. Even if you were oblivious to the fact, tonight was just such a night. Within the next few days the two of you would have more money than you would know what to do with. That was cause for celebration. And he was going to celebrate by abusing all of your tight holes.

Taking a firm hold of the end of the butt plug he begins pulling, watching the bulbous tip stretch open your hole. This tears a whine from your lips as he pushes it back inside of you. He continues that movement slowly, in and out of your tight asshole. All the while he continues to fingerfuck your tight cunt. Feeling a sudden surge of cruelty he yanks the butt plug out of you with a pop. This is enough to make your eyes snap open, a hard gasp ripping through your chest as you take in all the sensations of waking up like this.

“Good morning my darling wife. How did you sleep?” He asks however you are not able to respond, overwhelmed by the feelings of his fingers and the plug moving in and out of you at the same pace. Now that you’ve opened your eyes he doesn’t hesitate to be rougher, fucking you in earnest. As much as you love what he can do with his fingers you crave more. You need his cock inside of you.

“Ransom--” He cuts you off with another harsh yank of the plug.

“What’s the matter baby? Am I fucking you too good? Can’t finish your sentence? That’s okay, you don’t have to tell me. I know what you want. And you’re gonna get it. Of course, how can I say no to that sweet little face?” He says, dripping with condescension. However, you couldn’t care less. All you want is the feeling of him inside you.

“Please.” Is the only word you’re able to get out. Ransom doesn’t need to hear anymore though. He’s happy to oblige you.

“Why don’t you get comfy baby?” He asks as he begins peeling off layers of clothing. You do as he says, scooching onto your back and laying in the middle of the bed. As soon as he’s completely naked he climbs up onto the bed, nestling himself between your legs. Taking his cock into his hand he rubs the head up and down through your folds. The feeling of your slickness makes him groan deeply as he nudges up against your entrance. “God, you’re going to feel so good wrapped around my cock. I’m gonna take out all my frustrations on this little pussy baby. Do you want that? You want my cock?”

“Yes. Please.” You whimper, squirming closer to him.

“Don’t worry baby girl. You’re gonna fucking get it.” With that he pushes the tip inside of you, easing his fat cock into your tight wet hole. “Oh fuck. That’s it. Such a good girl.” He praises you as he shoves himself in the rest of the way, burying himself balls deep inside of you. The fullness that you feel makes your mouth gape as you take him. Your back arches as you try to work your hips further into him. No matter how good he fucks you, you always want more.

“Harder please.” This makes a wicked grin spread across his face.

“Oh, you want me to fuck you harder baby? I should have fucking known, you being the little slut that you are. Don’t you worry your dumb little head. I’m just getting started.” He doesn’t move any faster, content to take his time and move at his own pace. This causes you to whimper loudly as you try to get his attention, begging him for what you want. However, it’s all to no avail.

“If you keep whining like that I’m gonna stop fucking you altogether. Is that what you want? Huh? Do you want me to stop?”

“No!” You burst out and he nods his head.

“That’s what I fucking thought. So shut your mouth and take what I give you.” To this you give small sheepish nod and simply lay back against the pillows, letting Ransom go as slowly as he pleases. With each thrust you feel more and more full, feeling the head of his cock easing against your cervix. Your back arches off the bed when he indulges you with a particularly hard thrust. He begins to shift his hips, moving in just the right way so that he hits your sweet spot with his tip each time he thrusts in and out. This causes you to moan loudly, unable to control yourself when he’s digging into the perfect spot which makes you explode with pleasure. As he pushes into your g-spot over and over again you feel a familiar coil building in your stomach. Just as you feel the coil ready to snap and send you over the edge, he pulls out of you. You whimper shamelessly and in response, he clamps a hand over your mouth to stop your noises.

“I told you to shut up. Since you don’t know how to follow a simple order, I’m gonna help you.” Taking his hand away from your mouth, he scoots up the bed until his thick heavy cock is resting against your face. “Go on sweetheart. Put my big fat dick in your mouth. That’ll shut you up.” You obediently open your mouth, starting by licking the tip. A bead of precum leaks out onto your tongue and you swallow it greedily. Ransom’s eyes stay concentrated on you as you take the head of his cock into your mouth, sucking on it as you swirl your tongue around him. “Come on, you can fucking take more than that.” He says, prompting you to open wider and take more of him into your mouth. Your tongue licks lazy patterns on the underside of his cock as you bob your head up and down. A deep groan leaves his lips as you push your head as far down on his dick as you can, feeling him against the back of your throat. Pulling off with a pop you catch your breath before quickly returning to suck his cock. You push him down your throat each time, nuzzling your nose into his lower stomach.

“God, that’s good. All the way down, just like that. You’re such a good little cocksucker baby.” Ransom praises. He holds your head still with one hand and begins thrusting into your throat, fucking your mouth. You gag and splutter as he fucks you relentlessly, not giving you a moment to breathe. After a moment he pulls out of your mouth completely, moving back down your body until he’s hovering over your pussy again. “Alright baby, get on your hands and knees.”

You oblige him quickly, wide awake now as you position yourself right where he wants you. As soon as you’re in place he lines his cock up with your wet little fuckhole. He doesn’t hesitate, pushing in balls deep the moment that he’s ready. You moan softly as you feel him fill you up. Somehow you feel even more full when he’s fucking you from behind. Ransom pounds in and out of you, your head jolting forward into the pillow every time his cock goes crashing into you.

“Fuck yes. Do you like that? Like the way my dick stuffs you? Jesus you’re so fucking tight. I’m gonna bust pretty soon sweetheart.” He tells you, his hips beginning to stutter as he fucks into you like his life depends on it. You scream, feeling every inch of him rubbing your insides raw. His hand threads through your hair, pulling your head off the pillows so he can look at you. “That’s it. Wanna see those pretty eyes while I fuck you stupid.” He says, jutting upwards so that he’s hitting your sweet spot again. This causes that familiar pressure to build in your stomach. He immediately knows that your close, pulling your body flush against his own so that he can rub your pretty clit. A few rough strokes of his fingers on your clit is enough to send you flying over the edge. You convulse, shaking on his cock as you cum for him. The feeling of you clenching around him brings him close to his own orgasm. He pushes you back into the bed and pulls out, giving his cock a few long strokes before he unloads all over your back. Thick hot ropes of cum shoot out over your skin as he grunts and groans, milking every drop of seed out of himself. When he’s down he collapses beside you, eyes closed as he pants.

“Jesus that was so good Y/N. You’re so good to me.”

“I certainly try.”

“You do more than try. You’re everything to me. I’m always gonna keep you safe, you hear me? I’m gonna make sure you’re well taken care of as long as we both shall live. I promise.” You didn’t know what was on his mind but you could tell he was deep in thought.

“I know Ransom. I know.” You assure him, scooting closer and draping an arm over him. After a few minutes of catching your breaths together he hops up, grabbing a towel to wipe the cum off your back. He lays back down, pulling you close in his arms.

“I will do whatever it takes to make sure my baby is safe and happy.” As he says this he sees flashes of what he did tonight in his mind. He really would do anything for you. Even murder. Not that you needed to know that. He watches you patiently until you fall asleep before he himself drifts off, falling into a deep and dreamless slumber.

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#chris evans #ransom drysdale #ransom drysdale x reader #ransom drysdale x you #ransom drysdale x y/n #knives out #knives out x reader #chris evans x reader #rough #degrading

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chrisevansonly · 1 year

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Momma's Day Off (Little Duck AU🐥)

Pairing: Chris Evans x Wife Reader (Momma Evans)

Summary: after working hard on cooking and cleaning for the superbowl party, on top of taking care of the kiddo’s, Chris decided Momma deserved a much-needed day off

Warnings: non, just fluffy goodness

a/n: sorry this took so long to get up, I’ve been running around all day getting assignments done before my week off next week because I will be travelling, so I am not entirely sure how much writing I’ll get done! I’ve been feeling crappy about my writing and it’s been pushing me off because I feel like I can’t write at all so I don’t know, this is also somewhat short

word count: 547

You crawled into bed last night around midnight after cleaning up the leftover food and doing some organizing downstairs while Chris and his friends still hung around, you were more than happy to get under the covers. Wesley had gone down easily, and you had been up throughout the night to feed him, which was normal for you, Chris had gotten into bed next to you sometime after one thirty in the morning though you don’t remember much being half asleep. What you were not prepared for was no alarm going off and no crying baby beside you when you woke up at ten thirty this morning, you couldn’t help the slight panic that spread in your chest. Tossing on a pair of sweatpants and a shirt of Chris’s that was at the edge of the bed, you knew logically there was nothing to be worried about, but it had been so long since the last time you slept in, it freaked you out

“Well good morning beautiful”

Your eyes looked around the room, Arlie colouring in her art room and Wesley was sleeping on his cloud pillow on the couch where Chris could see him

“You alright honey?”

Nodding you turned to him

“Yeah, sorry…good morning, I slept in...”

“You did, I wanted you to sleep in, you spent all day cooking and watching the kids, you needed some extra sleep”

Smiling you wrapped your arms around his torso pulling him in for a hug

“Thank you baby”

“Also, you might want to go pack a small bag because in about ten minutes your mom will be here to pick you up to take you out for a spa day”

You pulled back your eyes wide as he chuckled smiling down at you

“What? But the kids-”

“Will be hanging out with me all day, it’s momma’s day off today, go enjoy yourself, buy some nice things and relax, I’ve got it handled here, besides Arlie, Wes and I have some important business we have to do”

“Yeah Momma! No Momma business!!”

You laughed looking at Arlie who was smiling, a paintbrush in one hand, the other cocked on her hip

“Well okay then, I guess I will leave you all to it!”

Turning back to face Chris once more you pressed a kiss to his lips

“Thank you for this my love”

“Of course, you go enjoy the day today”

He couldn’t help the smile on his face as you went off to kiss Wesley’s forehead a few times, moving to see Arlie next, pulling her in for a hug and pressing a couple kisses to her cheeks. This would be the first time you would be without Wesley and although you were nervous, the idea of spending the day at the spa and shopping with your mom was enough to get you excited and looking forward to having a day for yourself. Arlie was also excited practically shoving you out the door whispering about some secret project she needed to start with Wes and Chris, you couldn’t wait to see what the three of them came up with when you got home later in the day. For now, you were more than excited to get a massage and let loose for a few hours.

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demonsandmischief · 2 years

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Long Day

A Chris Evans Imagine

Chris x Female! Reader

Angst, Fluff Alert

1.04K Words

-Long Day-

Chris has a rough day on set and unintentionally takes it out on you over the phone.

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You yawned, sinking further into the couch. You tugged on the blanket that Dodger was mostly hogging, trying to stop the chilly air from running down your neck.

You glanced at your phone. It was nearly one in the morning. Your husband, Chris, said he would call around eight, his time in Los Angeles. That was three hours behind yours in Boston. He was nearly two hours late, and you hadn't heard one word from him all day.

You tried to call, but it had gone to voicemail. You had to be up for work in the morning.

"Come on, boy. Let's go to bed," you called your dog, hearing his footsteps follow you up to your bedroom.

You tried not to worry as you did your night time routine, but you didn't know which was worse; the worry, or the fact that he forgot about you.

You didn't hear from Chris until the following morning, close to your lunch break. You were in the middle of your task and couldn't take his call, not until it was actually your break.

This time, when you called him back, he answered on the first ring.

"Hi, baby," Chris sighed.

"Hi," you answered, chewing nervously on the inside of your lip. "I was worried when I didn't hear from you."

"I'm sorry," he said, offering no further explanation. Your lip wobbled unsteadily. "We've wrapped up the last day here. This week has been hell."

"I'm sorry," you said, too. You glanced at the clock, realizing that most of your break was over and you still had to eat. "I can't talk long, Chris. I'm at work."

He gave another harsh sigh. "I made time to talk to you," he accused, not raising his voice, but the words still stung you.

"You know I am at work. And I was up forever last night waiting for your call. You could've texted me. "

"I didn't feel the need to." The words tumbled out like some kind of secret confession. "I mean-I just-"

You blanched. "That's good to know. I'll talk to you later."

You hung up before he could make a bigger mess of the situation.

He didn't feel the need to talk to his wife? You couldn't let that go, not when you had been patiently waiting on him like some kind of doting puppy.

It created a worse spiral of thoughts, ideas of him going out, maybe with women. You didn't know if you were being insecure, but you were scared that this was the first step in a really bad direction for your marriage. You didn't know who he was when he was in LA. You didn't know the actor Chris Evans. You only know of your loving and kind husband, who would've never dared to say such a thing to you, even under stress.

If he was going through a rough time all he would've had had to do was text you. You would've been disappointed, but not upset. Not like you were now.

You were confused and hurt, but you tried to swallow down everything for a little while so you could work.

You were relieved when your day was finally over and you could go home. Chris hadn't texted you much over the day. The silence was the worst.

"How about a walk?" you cooed to Dodger, having already changed and put on your sneakers.

Walking did you some good. You felt less weighed down, and more clear headed.

It never crossed your mind that Chris would be coming home, not until you came back in and his luggage was by the door. You heard him in the kitchen.

Dodger was pulling excitedly on his leash, eager to be released when he sensed Chris. You let him go, following him to your husband.

Chris met your eye, and you shuffled closer.

"Honey," he cooed. "I shouldn't have been so short with you on the phone. Please come here."

He was so handsome, and you missed him deeply.

You wasted no more time going to him, tucking into his chest. He squeezed you tight.

"I took a bad fall yesterday," he mumbled, pulling back so he could lift up his shirt, revealing the dark bruising on his ribs.

"Jeez, Chris. Did you break them?" You tentatively ran your fingertips over the angry flesh.

"I hope not," he frowned, dropping his shirt. "What I meant to say on the phone earlier was I didn't feel like talking because I didn't feel good. That's no excuse. I should've texted you, and I'm sorry that I kept you waiting."

You nodded, accepting his apology, but still feeling emotional about all of it.

"I just can't take it," you admitted after a moment, your voice muffled by his shirt. "It's hard enough with you being away, and this wasn't the first time that you left me hanging. And then you snap at me. It's too much." Your eyes watered, and you struggled to control the emotions that had been stuffed away all day.

Chris rubbed your back, trying to soothe you. "It's okay, baby. Please don't cry. I'm so, so sorry. I'm going to do better. I promise."

You sobbed, "I just want you to be happy when you think of me. I don't want to be a chore."

"You're not a chore. I'm sorry that I ever made you feel that way." He cupped your cheeks, his thumb skimming away the last of your tears. "Last night, I just wanted to come home. You don't understand how close I was to jumping on the next plane out of LA just to get back to you. I have been so damn homesick. That's part of why this week sucked. I just needed you."

You sniffled, drying your cheeks with the palm of your hand. "I could've come with you, or I would've come to visit for a weekend."

Chris kissed your nose, and then each of your cheeks. You relaxed, feeling a smile at the ticklish sensation.

"You would want to?" he asked. "Even with your job?"

"We could figure it out. I love you. You're more important to me, and I don't want to go through this again."

Chris finally kissed your lips. "I love you. You won't have to, honey. I promise."

His promise seemed sincere, and you accepted his apology, knowing his next long day or week will be different.

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A/N:

Well... hi 👋 long time no see. I've been very active on Wattpad writing not fanfiction and I've dwindled over here.

If you like this imagine, you'll like some of my other Chris Evans Angst like Unbalanced or Doubts.

Feel free to check out my Masterlist, and my request inbox is always open. Tags are always open if you can find the buried post lol (and you can always get rid of your tag by deleting your comment).

Thanks for reading and supporting my writing. ❤️

Tags: @nyx2021 @bklynxbaby @missroro @christowhore @alexabarnes17 @drayshadow @patzammit @oceaniamaddness @dontbescaredtosingalong @moonstruckbirdie

#chris evans #chris evans imagine #chris evans angst #chris evans x female reader #chris evans x you #chris evans x reader #chris evans fluff

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youre-amazing-say-it · 1 year

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Oh i have a request where chris evans having picnic date with his pregnant wife, reader in central park! paparazzi and fans are there

Strawberry Kisses

Pairing: Chris Evan x Pregnant! wife reader

Summary: You and Chris have a Picnic in Central Park

Warning: Kids, paparazzi at the end, Chris with Kids, pregnant, Crying.

Taglist: @chrisevansdaughter @wndawtch @dumb-fawkin-bitch @slutfortaylorswiftandzendaya @winter-soldier-vibes

The two of you were walking around Central Park after his 5 show weekend. You were wearing a beautiful sundress that didn't hide the baby bump that was forming. You recently announced to the world that you guys were expecting at his opening night, and everyone was overjoyed to hear. While the happy couple loved the response from the public, you definitely needed some time off.

Chris was carrying a little picnic basket while you held a blanket, and your free hands intertwined with each other. “How were the shows this weekend?” you asked as you looked at your husband's sunglasses. “It went well, but I'm excited for my family to come next weekend. Ma hasn't stopped texting me about how excited she is,” he responded with a chuckle. He quickly took the lead and grabbed your hand tighter as he lead the two of you to a nice empty area.

“I think I have you beat. Lisa won't stop asking for updates about our peanut. I can tell she is going to be an amazing grandmother already,” you smiled as you laid the blanket down on the green grass. Chris dropped the basket on the blanket before coming over and putting his hand on your stomach while another stroked your cheek. He leaned in for a small but passionate kiss.

“And I know that you are going to be an amazing mother. I couldn't imagine doing this with anyone else. I love you so much.” he said softly to you. You let a small tear roll down your face before laughing. “Sorry, hormones,” you replied. “But I love you too bubs,” you responded before giving him a quick kiss.

“However I am hungry for some strawberries,” you said as you lay down on the blanket. Chris copied your movement as he opened up the basket and got everything set up. You had cut-up ham and cheese sandwiches, pretzels, sparkling water, and a huge box of strawberries. Peanut loved strawberries.

As you looked around you, you saw a young boy with an iron man shirt pointing at you guys as he looked at his mom. “Hey Cap looks like you got a fan,” you smiled at him and pointed your head in the direction of the duo. Chris turned to see and let out a laugh as waved at the kid. He quickly took his mom's hand and ran to where the two of you were. “Are you Captain America?” the boy asked Chris, looking at him with his big brown eyes.

“I am, but I'm on a secret mission from Fury so we’ve got to keep it down,” Chris said as he switched into Captain mode. As Chris and the boy talked, you watched in awe at how sweet he was with him. You felt the tears coming down like a waterfall, which Chris didn't notice until the boy pointed it out. “Why is the other agent crying?” he asked, pointing towards you. Chris turned and saw you grabbed napkins to dot your eyes. “She got hurt so I have to attend to her,” he quickly spoke and he turned his attention towards you.

“Bubs, what happened, are you okay?” he asked as he took his hand to your face and stroked your cheeks, just as he did earlier. You smiled while looking at him, “You are going to be an amazing dad Chris,” you whispered. “The way you were interacting with him just made me (sniffle) so happy, because you have the biggest heart. It's one of the many reasons I fell in love with you.”

Looking into Chris’s eyes, you see tears of his own start coming down. He grabbed your face as you shared a passionate kiss. “I love you my sunshine,” he spoke. “Love you more bubs,” you said as you reached down to get a long strawberry with the stem cut off, just as you like them. You put one end into your mouth, and Chris did the same the two of you meet in the middle for a quick kiss.

“Strawberry kisses, my favorite,” Chris commented as he winked making you fall back with laughter. What the two of you didn't notice was the paparazzi capturing the moment between the two of you, making the world fall in love with you guys once again.

#Chris Evans #chris evans fanfiction #chris evans imagine #chris evans x reader #chris evans fluff #chris evans x pregnant!reader #chris evans x actress!reader #chris evans x female reader #chris evans x you

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toastedkiwi · 1 year

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Chris saying fuck it because he’s done with Hollywood bullshit and he reveals he’s got a whole ass family on Instagram. It’s a family christmas photo. He’s got a son who’s 23, a daughter who’s 20, another son who’s 18, another son who’s 15, another daughter who is 12, and a four year old son. He’s got a pretty wife too (the reader). There’s a cat as well in the youngest daughter’s arms.

#secret family: chris evans #chris evans x wife!reader

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whatstruthgottodowithit · 1 year

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My Fic Rec List

my tagging system is absolute crap so ive decided to put together a fic rec list of all my fave fics so i can find them.

Elvis Presley

Ten Minutes // @aconflagrationofmyown

Pairing: Elvis Presley x Reader [Army Elvis] Rating: Explicit Word Count: 4662 Summary: Elvis just might get jealous of his children, the stove, the ironing board and anything else that has your attention one hectic morning before he has to go to the Army Base

Happy Fuckin’ Birthday // @headfullofpresley

Pairing: Elvis Presley x Reader [Baby Boy Elvis] Rating: Explicit Word count: 3194 Summary: Elvis is needy during his birthday dinner and wants your attention, not caring about anyone else in the room.

More Than Friends // @headfullofpresley

Pairing: Elvis Presley x reader [Baby Boy Elvis] Rating: Explicit Word Count: 4400 Summary: You and Elvis have been best friends since birth. You have been each others' first for pretty much everything so you couldn't picture yourself losing your virginity to anyone else

.Pink Scarf // @missmaywemeetagain

Pairing: Elvis Presley x Reader [DILF Elvis] Rating: Explicit Word Count: TBC [Currently Part 19] Summary: You are part of Elvis Presley's coveted inner circle, and the currently-disgruntled wife of one of the members of Elvis' famous entourage, the Memphis Mafia. After Elvis' dynamite first performance in Vegas, you find yourself in deep water when his magnetism finally gets to you after all these years.

Sentimental Over You // @elvisabutler

Pairing: Elvis Presley x Reader [Big Daddy Elvis] Rating: Gen Word Count: 867 Summary: sometimes your fiancé's insomnia has its perks. namely that he'll let you sleep while your daughter and him have a little one on one time.

Your Teddy Bear // @steph-speaks

Pairing: Elvis Presley x Reader [DILF Elvis] Rating: Explicit Word Count: 2871 Summary: Reader is on the phone to a friend but Elvis can’t wait

Just to Keep You Satisfied // @dulcewrites

Pairing: Elvis Presley x Reader [DILF Era] Rating: Mature Word Count: 1500 Summary: As you and Elvis sit down to go over you separation papers, you two reminisce and Elvis makes a final plea for you two to stay together.

Strawberry Milkshake // @headfullofpresley

Pairing: Elvis Presley x Reader [DILF Era] Rating: Explicit Word count: 1631 Summary: Reader and Elvis enjoy more than just shopping in a dressing room stall

Treat Me Nice // Josephine_221B

Pairing: Elvis Presley x Reader [Hollywood Elvis] Rating: Explicit Word count: 4710 Summary: When the reader is struggling with the way she views her body, Elvis shows her why he loves it.

Austin Butler

Prettiest Thing // @ab4eva

Pairing: Austin Butler x Reader Rating: Explicit Word Count: 1276 Summary: You and Austin slip away during a family dinner for a little one-on-one time in the car.

Sloppy // @cowboylor

Pairing: Austin Butler x Reader Rating: Explicit Word Count: 1000 Summary: Reader and Austin have fun in a bathroom stall

Tonight I Wish I Was Your Boy // butlerstyles

Pairing: Austin Butler x Reader Rating: Explicit Word Count: 6373 Summary: Austin gets jealous and you ride him while wearing a necklace that's engraved with his name.

Chris Evans

The Big 4-0 // @rocketrhap3000

Pairing: Chris Evans x Reader Rating: Explicit Word Count: 2325 Summary: Reader and Chris spend the morning of his 40th birthday in bed.

Harry Potter

The Clockwork Locket // orphaned account

Pairing: Sirius Black x Original Female Character Rating: Teen Word Count: 241276 Summary: Cassie Alderfair has done an exceptional job being discreet at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. But her days of invisibility are disrupted in her fifth year when an unfortunate night of mischief draws attention from the infamous Marauders, and a secret comes to light that may turn the tides of the war

Marvel

Going Down // cjmarlowe

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Original Female Characters Rating: Explicit Word Count: 3935 Summary: Steve gets all the girls on tour. Or rather, all the girls on tour get Captain America.

Movies

‘Atta Girl // @legends-of-apex

Pairing: Tangerine x Reader Rating: Explicit Word Count: 819 Summary In which Tangerine fingers f!reader in the bathroom of a fancy restaurant. Featuring lots of Tangerine’s use of pet names and encouragement.

Friends Support Friends // @radicalbilly

Pairing: Billy Hargrove x Reader Rating: Explicit Word Count 3060 Summary: Now Billy may not have many friends but he’s never going to let his best friend suffer from a subpar experience.

Ice Cream and Old Knees // orphaned account

Pairing: Seth Meyers x Colin Jost Rating: Explicit Word Count 2275 Summary: Seth welcomes Colin to the Weekend Update family.

#my fic rec #fic rec #chris evans #elvis presley #sirius black fic

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f10werfae · 2 years

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Just like Daddy

pairing: CEO!Husband/Dad!Chris x Wife/mom!Reader

Summary: With Halloween's arrival, there’s nothing but festive cheers at the Evan's household, with a few surprises too! ‼️Major Dilf and family man Chris‼️ (Warnings: Cockwarming)

Disclaimer: This story is fiction and should not be taken literally, the behaviour is simply imaginative and the content may be inappropriate

Can be read as part of Sugar Baby love, but not necessarily ♥️

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(Chris' P.O.V)

October 31st, one of the most festive times of the year, well not for me usually. That was until I met Y/n and we had Zamira. I finally had something to look forward to come home to, my own family. So that’s why I made it a rule to come home every day for lunch. This year my darling Y/n had made it a mission to keep her and Zizi's costume a secret from me.

Opening the front door of our home, I was met with the chaotic atmosphere I learned to love, the sounds of Zamira shouting throughout the house with Dodger hot on her trail, and the smell of Y/n's treats filling my nostrils.

Leaving my briefcase and blazer by the door, I followed the scent into the kitchen to see my hot ass wife in her cute pink apron I had gotten her, her lovely self humming as she transferred the newly baked cookies onto the cooling tray. “Hey pretty girl” I whispered grabbing onto her softly from behind, hugging her waist against me.

“You’re home Chrissy” She said softly turning around in my grasp, her arms looping around my neck to bring me in for a soft wet kiss, her tongue tying in with mine briefly. “I missed you today, so did Zizi” She pouted looking up at me while loosening my tie, my heart pounding every time she even touched me. “Trust me baby, I missed my favourite girls even more” Nuzzling my nose into her neck inhaling her scent peacefully, I felt her hands play gently with the hairs on the back of my neck, her lips putting soft kisses onto the side of my head.

“DADA” I heard a small voice shout, along with the pitter patter of small feet and paws, Dodger’s barks sounding closer and closer. In came tumbling my pumpkin, dressed in her princess dress and crown, a fake sword held tightly in her small hand.

Dropping her weapon instantly she held her hand upwards towards me, a sign for me to pick her up. “Hey bubby, I missed ya today” I said feeling her hug onto me tightly as Y/n smiled at us both before continuing her baking session. “I missed you dada, I was busy getting monsters” She said dramatically, re-enacting how she killed the “monsters” with her hands.

“Oh really bub? aren’t you brave” I cooed watching her nod enthusiastically, her hair bouncing along with her

“Mhm even momma said I was brave, didn’t ya momma” She said turning towards Y/n, a part of me swelling with pride when I heard my accent coming through Zamira, she was a part of me.

“Yes you were so brave baby, momma was so scared of those evil monsters under our bed” Y/n said with a serious look, coming over to us both and smothering Zizi with a multitude of kisses, enough for her squeals to fill the household.

“Is this your costume princess?” I asked smoothing out the frills of her Rapunzel dress, expecting this to be it, since her last costume was Elsa from Frozen.

“Nuh uh dada, m'not ready yet” Her arms and legs flailing about to get down from my arms, watching as she tugged onto Y/n's arms,

“Momma can we get ready noww, I wanna show dada the costume” She begged bouncing on her feet, Y/n sighing in defeat before nodding and picking her up to bring her upstairs. Giving me a quick kiss on the lips, I watched them both climb up the staircase, Zamira waving at me the higher she got up. This girl was going to be the death of me.

(Y/n's P.O.V)

“Good job for not tellin daddy baby” I cooed helping her get on her new white button up, grey trousers, mini grey blazer and last but not least her striking purple tie (something she said she would die without) In her hands a tiny miniature briefcase just like my husband’s.

“Do ya think dada will wike it?” She asked cutely, clearly nervous and spouting that same lisp that Chris has.

“Of course honey bun, he will absolutely love it are you kiddin me? Or are you not his best girl” I said pinching her cheek, her missing tooth smile brightening up the whole room. “Momma can we match again next hawoween?”

“I'd love to baby” I said standing up to straighten my own costume before taking her small hand in mind, her cute little legs trying to keep up with mine as we climbed down the stairs. Her soft face furrowed in focus trying to step down carefully and once we hit ground? She let loose.

“DADA MY COSTUME IS READYY” Running around crazily until she bumped into her daddy right where we left him in the kitchen, a bright smile on his face when he saw her.

“N' who are you meant to be pumpkin?”

“M’ jus like you daddy” She squealed happily, twirling around in her mini carbon copy of a suit, even showing off her tiny briefcase to finish it off.

“OH WOW BABYGIRL, DONT YOU LOOK ADORABLE” He shouted in response, his smile widening with every detail of her costume, listening to how she thought of the details herself.

“Buh dada I didn’t wan a black tie, too boring, so I got purple instead” She said pouting up at him,

“Oh it looks amazing honey, I think I should get one of those for work, what d'ya think”

She nodded enthusiastically, Chris laughing as he sat her onto the counter fixing her ponytail like a total girl’s dad.

“Mhm I even got fake money too” She said excitedly opening her brief case to expose lots of fake dollar bills.

“Me n momma are matchin”

“Oh is that right?” Chris said quirking up a brow, my heels clicking against the marble floor, walking towards them with a clip board in my hand.

“N' what’re you meant to be?” Chris said handing Zizi a lollipop from the cupboard before sauntering over towards me, his hands interlacing themselves with mine before pulling me closer towards him.

“I’m her assistant” I smirked, my same white button down, grey pencil skirt and lanyard from my first day at his company adorned onto my body.

“Mhm I remember this outfit as if it was yesterday, the way we started” He growled massaging my hips through the skirt, his eyes raking up and down my body unashamedly. His thoughts being cut off by our doorbell going all crazy, hearing the shouts of Lisa through the front door.

“Hey ma” I said opening the door to see Lisa holding the other kids, today she had made it a new tradition to take her grandkids out every halloween for trick or treating, ending the night with a sleepover at hers. Thankfully giving us a guaranteed day off once a year.

“Alright Zizi Gran's here”

Zamira jumped off the counter with a bit of a scolding from Chris, running off towards her grandmother with her briefcase without even a mention of a goodbye and off they went for the night. Closing the door with a sigh, I was instantly met with Chris' burly arms pulling me up into his arms, one of them being under my leg.

“Chris what on Earth are you doing?” I laughed, his face wearing a childish grin while he ran us both upstairs into our bedroom before collapsing us both onto our king sized bed. His breathing getting heavier as he took off his work clothes, with his hands then starting to unbutton mine.

“Hon, wait-“ I said grabbing onto his hands, his face contorted in confusion as he leant back a bit while straddling me.

“Sorry baby, ya not in the mood? That’s on me I shoulda asked, if-“ He started to ramble, so I shut him up with one hell of a kiss.

“I do want to have sex with you Chris, I jus feel like you need to know somethin beforehand”

I explained, his forehead now leaning onto mine, his lips ghosting over mine by a few centimetres.

“What is it pretty? You’re worryin your old man here” He joked now pulling me up to sit, both of us sitting facing each other on top of the comforter.

“I-I’m pregnant Chrissy” I said straight up, wanting to get the hardest part over and done with. His eyes widening and mouth falling agape, both of us just sitting in silence before he broke into a million dollar smile

“ARE YA SERIOUS? WE HAVIN ANOTHER BABY? THIS IS THE BEST THING EVER” He shouted standing up and holding his head, his eyes glossing up along with mine. “How far along are you? Have you scheduled with the Doctor? Do you need anything-“

“Chris i’m fine, i’ve seen the doctor and i’m 12 weeks along, turns out that food poisoning wasn’t actually to do with food”

“Yeah I was wonderin cause Zizi and I felt fine afterwards. Why were you so hesitant to tell me bub?” He said sitting beside me,

“W-well I guess I kept overthinking about what would have happened if we never met and it caused me to spiral-“

“Y/n shush, I guarantee that if you hadn’t have crossed my way, I woulda found a way to cross yours. What we have is true fucking love baby and no one else will ever and and no one will ever get the chance to make me feel this way ever again. Hell even in the afterlife you know i’ll chase after your sweet ass. Ya hear me?”

“Mhm I hear you”

“Ya promise?”

“I promise, I love you”

“I love you too bunny, now i’m gonna shower and afterwards we are gonna cuddle the fuck out alright”

“Okay okay i’ll be waiting here for ya” I chuckled getting up to change into one of his shirts, hearing him scuffle around the room for his necessities before hearing the bathroom door close shut.

(Chris' P.O.V)

After my shower I walked out to see my precious girl hugging onto my pillow cutely, her mouth partially open with her hair spread out behind her. With me usually sleeping in the nude (with my iron man doll) I slipped into bed beside her, scooting over to spoon her. My hands slipped up her shirt to grab onto her breasts, the perfect hand holders I say.

In response to my touch I felt her back up against me, her ass grinding against my crotch innocently, the only thing separating us was her flimsy lace underwear.

“Bunny?” I whispered into her ear, hearing her whimper back in response turning over to face me, her eyes lidded open slightly. A sleepy dazed look gracing her beautiful face.

“Hey Chrissy” She whispered with a lopsided smile on her face, moving herself to be even closer to me.

“I wanna feel you. Closer” Knowing what I meant, she kissed my lips softly, a string of saliva connecting our lips as she pulled away. She turned back around to her side to hug the pillow again, leaving me to it. With my hands once again wandering up the shirt, I let my fingers circle over her clit softly, her body twitching in the slightest when I knew she was about to cum.

“Come on baby, you can let go, I’m here with ya” Kissing the back of her ear I felt her shiver and shudder, her slickness covering my fingers as I used it for lube up her pretty hole.

“Okay baby i’m going in alright”

“Mhm o-ok” She whispered, her arm going to the back of my her head to caress my hair as I sunk into her soft pussy. Both of us breathing out in relier as I settled into her, my hands finding their way to grope her breasts once again.

“G'night bunny” I whispered giving her nipples a tug before hearing her reply with words of endearment.

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What To Expect When You're Not Expecting. (1)

Chris Evans x Black (pregnant) Female Reader

Summary: It's no secret that Chris wants to be a daddy. He's said it in many different interviews and blogs before. He just never expected the mother of his child to be someone he didn't know, let alone fuck.

Warnings: 18+ angst, mentions of alcohol abuse and cheating/ malpractice.

Note: If this gets a few hits and is well received I can make it a mini series. If not I'll leave it one and done.

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a month prior

Chris was getting older, there was no denying that. He was forty and still hadn’t found the ‘one,’ yet. Every relationship he had entered seemed to go in the same pattern of amazing highs and devastating lows, them all resulting in a breakup. So after much thought, he found himself jerking off over a small test tube trapping his sample inside. Hoping one day, his true love will be in possession of it and they can begin his dream—a big happy Boston family.

“We’ve put your sample in the freezer and it won’t be defrosted until we get legal confirmation from you personally.” Dr. Perez said, standing from her desk.

Chris stood up as well, holding his hand out and clasping it onto hers with a firm shake. “Thank you so much. Hopefully, that day is soon.” He smiled.

“Hopefully.” She sighed, trying not to allow her mind to wander off onto the pages of her own tragic love life.

See, Dr. Eleanor Perez and her wife Kaitlyn Perez were at faults. No fault of her own, it’s just that her wife couldn’t stop fucking cheating. Kaitlyn didn’t even have the decency not to fuck her other partners in their shared bed at their Boston home. It was becoming unbearable for Eleanor, and the only thing that was making things tolerable was the euphoric feeling she got when she finished another bottle of wine each night.

Last night was Moscato, tonight—maybe Josh, Behringer even. Whether it was red or white she just wanted to feel nothing at the end of it.

Chris walked out of the doctor's office, twirling his car keys on his fingers and unlocking his Audi, diving right into the passenger's seat. He loved the stark contrast of Boston versus the restless cities like Atlanta and L.A. Everything about Boston made him feel nostalgic and grounded—and there’s no place he’d rather been.

Chris put his car and drive and pulled out of the facility, then his mind began to wander. He was forty now and any lover he pursued would reasonably be the same age. He selfishly wanted a big family but wasn’t willing to just shack up with anyone. Chris had the vision of a big bold primary-colored relationship that would sweep him off his feet and never put him down. And he just hadn’t found that yet.

Through extensive research, he found older pregnancies were risky and if done intentionally it is better to perform in the office. So he stored his sample—he just hoped he could put it to use soon because he was craving a simple life filled with simple love.

—two weeks later—

You’d never liked the doctor's office. You’d rather be in a prison cell with Pablo Escobar taking turns drinking toilet water than end up here. Everything from the nurses, needles, and the particularly clean environment sent shivers down your spine. You wanted nothing more than to be in and out.

But today you sucked it up for your once-a-year physical, which included a pap smear, a feeling you still hated even though you’d been getting it since you were eighteen. You sat in the waiting room clutching your jacket closer to your body as the Boston fall breeze blew inside behind people as they went in and out of the building.

“Geez.’ You blew into your hands. “You’d think this place could afford heating.” You rolled your eyes feeling your phone vibrate in your lap.

Msg from Vada🐣: How’s it going? You scared yet?

Msg from Y/N: Petrified. I’m cold too. 😔

Msg from Vada 🐣: Come to my place after, I’ll warm you up with hot cocoa.

You smiled as you bit your lip typing your message to Vada.

Msg from Y/N: Stop being a better best friend than me.

Msg from Vada 🐣: You know I love competition, Y/n. Call me when it’s over.

Msg from Y/n: shut up bitch.

Msg from Vada 🐣: Call me and then I will, jerk.

You laughed shoving your phone into your purse. Most days it felt like Vada was the best thing to happen to you. she was your best friend since childhood and nothing could break you two apart, she was always there for you. Sometimes too much that it was overbearing and bothersome but with some reflecting, you wouldn’t have it any other way with anyone else.

“Y/n Y/L/n.” A nurse called, peeking her head around a heavy wooden door.

You swallowed hard, holding tightly onto your purse. “That’s me.”

“We’re ready for you.” The nurse smiled, widening the door as you walked over.

“Right.” You mumbled underneath your breath, keeping your head down.

“Alright, just head over to room number five and Dr. Eleanor will be right in.” She smiled, her eyes were wrinkled in the corner.

“Okay.” You said just above a whisper, slipping into the room.

Once the door behind you shut you let out a loud groan slipping into the cheap pink examination gown they had laid out for you. Hearing the lab desk creak at the slightest touch you climbed up onto it laying backward and scrolling on your phone hoping to desperately dissipate from this place.

You settled into a comfortable position opening Google docs and returning to one of your students essays. You worked as a high school English teacher and last week you had assigned your students to compare a modern tale rather it be from literature or pop culture to the story of Frankenstein.

You got an array of different essays, some being too bland to be the work of juniors and seniors and others making you cackle at the attempt. But one stood out in particular. Aria Evans—a junior in your A.P English class. She never seized to empress you and this essay comparing the tragic story of Joaquin Phoenix’s joker and Frankenstein almost had you falling off the lab desk at how compelling and complete it was.

Every claim had evidence to back it up, and the diction, boy was her diction strong. Her stance was firm and she supported it from thesis to conclusion.

“Wow,’ you gasped, almost laughing at how perfectly curated her work was.

“Ms. Y/n!” A voice spoke almost sending you into a frenzy.

“Huh?” You lifted up off the desk, completely unaware your doctor had been calling you for some time now.

“Am I,’ Dr. Eleanor coughed. “Am I interrupting something?” She slowly put on her gloves, her hand missing several times.

“Um, no. I’m sorry I was lost in my students work.” You said, biting your nails.

“Right.’ Dr. Eleanor slide over to you in her rolling chair. “Let’s get this show on the road.” She snapped her last glove on.

“Right.” You kissed your teeth together laying back down, hoping the process would be over shortly.

“That was quick,” Eleanor said, flicking at the syringe she held.

“What was quick?” You said, trying your best to peak down at her but you couldn’t see past your spread legs.

“Just this whole process, I thought it would at least be a year—maybe longer.” She yawned.

You grunted at the feeling of the syringe entering you. “Yeah,’ you shifted uncomfortably. “Me too.” You rolled your eyes, hating every moment of this.

“All—all set.” She slurred slightly.

“That was fast.” You sat up, clutching your bare chest.

“Yeah.’ She sniffled, tossing her gloves out. “Life usually is.”

“Yeah.” You said, watching her slumped form as she grabbed the clipboard. “I’ll send your results at the end of the month.”

“What results?” You asked, furrowing your eyebrows together.

Dr. Eleanor laughed. Looking down at her clipboard and suddenly the world around her froze. Her heart began racing and her palms began to sweat. What had she just done?

“Your um, your, pap…pap smear—your pap smear results!” She blurted out louder than intended.

You took in Dr. Eleanor’s form. She did not look alright, her skin was red and almost looked hot to touch and she was sweating profusely.

“Um, oh alright.’ You said, skeptically. “Am I good to go?” You pointed at your folded clothes.

“Yep, I’ll see you in a year!” She waved, slamming the door behind her and running to the lady's room.

Once there she pulled out a sterile syringe and filled it with warm water and made her way to room six with shaky hands. She knew she needed to stop drinking before work—if she hadn’t Chris Evan's sample wouldn’t be walking out of here inside some random woman and she wouldn’t be about to inseminate a woman with warm water instead of her Husband Chris Ellison's sample.

She was just hoping faith was on her side, along with statistics. She knew you only had about a twenty percent chance of getting pregnant and you were young, only thirty years old so there was a chance your body would reject it and you’d take it as a heavy period. God she hoped with every drunk fiber in her bones that ended up being the case.

“Alright, Ellison family.” Her voice warbled. “Are you ready for your insemination?”

—about one month later—

You were not feeling well. Everything you ate you wanted to puke up, and you were seriously starting to regret ordering that sushi takeout last night.

“Never again.” You groaned into your hands.

As the bell rung your A.P English section for juniors started to pile in. You stood up and made your way to the printer gathering your papers as you felt something wet trickle down your face.

You wiped your hand over it pulling it down and taking a look. Sweat? You thought. Why were you sweating? And profusely. You shook it off just like you wanted to do your stomach ache—but that wouldn’t go away.

“Good morning amazing people!’ You greeted your class, getting grumbles or silence in response. You were used to it at this point. “I was thinking today we could go over some SAT techniques for the English portion. I know we aren’t even into our second semester yet, but it’s always good to prepare early, right.” You took a phone from your student Hunter's hand as you walked past.

“So firstly,’ you gaged as you tried to sit in your stool in front of the class. “What you should…what you should.’ You coughed, trying to shake off the dizzy feeling and ignore the floaters that covered your vision.

You stood up from the stool immediately feeling the blood rush from your brain to the bottom of your body leaving your top half numb as your vision was cut off by enormous floaters and you fell to the floor blackness surrounding you.

“Ms. Y/L/N!” Aria shouted, holding onto you as you were passed out on the floor. “Call the front desk!” Aria told her best friend Cayley.

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You had woken up and immediately noise surrounded your ears. You were no longer in your class room, instead you were in a hospital bed with a bandage on your forehead. Fuck what happened? You thought.

“Y/n,” Vada said, walking into the room. “Thank god.” she hugged you.

You hugged her back. “What happened?” You groaned.

“You passed out at school girl.’ Vada rubbed your back slowly. “The doctors are running some tests right now.”

“Alright.’ Both you and Vada heard a voice come into the room.“Oh hello.’ The doctor said. “Y/n, how’s your head?”

“Um. Fine I guess. Is everything alright with me?” You asked nervously.

“I would say so.’ He rolled over to you. “Blood work is excellent, except one thing we picked up.”

“What, food poisoning?” You chuckled.

“No. Pregnancy.” He said.

“What?” You laughed.

Vada gasped, looking down at you with concern.

“I’m assuming you didn’t know.’ He began.

“Didn’t know what?’ His words echoed through your ears. “I’m not pregnant!” You pleaded, looking between him and Vada as tears began to rim your eyes.

“Blood test are usually extremely accurate, so I don’t see that being possible. If you need time to process, I understand.” He said.

“Time to process what! I’m not pregnant!” You yelled as your voiced cracked. “Do another test, now!” You demanded.

“The only other test we have is a urine test. Would you like that?” He rolled his eyes slightly.

“Yeah I would!” You spat

The doctor shook his head leaving the room. And just as he left the room fell into silence, before Sebastian spoke up.

“Are you seeing someone.” Vada pushed you and spoke barely above a whisper.

“What?” You turned and looked up at her.

Vada smacked her lips and tilted her head. "Are you fucking someone?" She bit her lip doing a weird thrusting motion with her hips.

You scoffed not here for her shenanigans, as a tear fell from your eye. “No, I’m not fucking anyone! Why would you—how could you ask me that!”

“I’m just wondering.” She held her hands up. “Sorry.” She felt bad.

“What the fuck is happening Vads.’ You whimpered into your hands. “I haven’t fucked anyone in months.”

Vada’s face softened as she grabbed your small hand into hers. Vada was also a single mother and had no intentions on letting you go through this alone. “Whatever it is,’ she swiped her thumb over the pad of your hand. “We will figure it out, together.” She smiled softly.

Just then the door swung open as the doctor walked in with two cups. One filled with water and the other empty and stick in his other hand.

“Alright, drink this and pee in this.” He handed you both cups.

“Right,’ you sighed, swallowing the water and getting up to go to the bathroom.

Once you finished peeing you sat back down and the doctor took your cup dipping the stick inside.

“Pink means pregnant.” He pulled the stick out and all you saw was hot pink.

“How?” Your voice cracked. “I haven’t had sex in..in months.”

"Are you sure about that?" The doctor said, leaning into you.

"If she said she's sure, she's sure, asshat." Vada’s nostrils flared.

"Vads." You said softly, grabbing her arm to calm her down. "I...I don't know how this is possible,' You struggled to keep the tears at bay. "I haven't done anything with anyone in so long."

"Maybe it's a medical miracle." You laughed wiping off your tears. "or a hormonal thing."

"Yes, pregnancy hormones.' The doctor said. "Look I can do two things for you, I can leave a message at your gynecologist's office and set you an appointment. And,' He dug into his white coat pocket. "I can give you these." He handed you a vile of two small white pills.

"What are these?" You sniffled.

"Pills to get rid of your miracle baby, if that's your choice." He explained. "You have a few weeks to think on it, Dr. Eleanor should be calling you in a few days."

He walked near the door holding onto the handle and letting his teeth sink into his bottom lip. "Congratulations."

your eyes remained moving rapidly as you try desperately to grapple with your reality. How could be pregnant, there must have been a mistake. Your eyes watered as another tear fell from your eyes.

"Y/n, what are you thinking?" Vada said softly.

"I—nothing.' Your mouth fell open. "I'm so confused."

Vada walked around sitting in front of you, looking deep into your eyes. "I'll support you, no matter what you want to do." she smiled.

You sighed, throwing yourself into her arms. Vada was always there for you and it made your cherish your friendship with her more. "I love you, Jerk." Your mumbled into her slender shoulders.

She hugged you back, pulling you closer to her and sticking her nose into your messy curls. "I love you more, bitch."

— two weeks later—

"Now, Mr. Evans I have requested you here to own up to my mistakes.' Dr. Eleanor said, wiping her clammy hands onto her slacks and avoiding Chris's intense blue eyes.

"What mistake, doc." Chris's leg bounced up and down as he grinned his teeth.

"About two months a go—I...I um,' She coughed. "Accidentally artificially inseminated a woman with your sperm." She spat out the truth.

Chris's ears began to ring and his eyes went wide. "What.' His voice cracked. "Did you just.' He paused, hyperventilating. "Fucking say."

Dr. Eleanor bit the inside of her lip squeezing her eyes shut, wishing it wasn't real. Wishing she hadn't been drunk or that she had payed more attention to her call sheet.

"In—initially I thought I had no reason to tell you. There was only a twenty percent chance she'd get pregnant.' She swallowed hard. "But she did, so."

Chris's back sunk into his seat as his nostrils flared. "She did what?" He knew what it was but he wanted her to say the words.

"She um.' Eleanor hung her head low. "She's pregnant."

Chris slapped his hand on the desk, standing from his seat. "who is she?" Dr. Eleanor jumped back. "Huh?" His Boston accent breaking through.

"I can't tell you that. Legally." Dr. Eleanors voice shook.

Chris rolled his eyes, his hands folding into a fist. "But you could legally get someone pregnant by my sperm! Someone I don't even know!' His blood began boiling by the second. "Someone I don't even trust, someone whose the very reason I came to you!" He yelled.

"You know what," He sucked in a deep breath. "We're done here." He walked towards the door. "You'll be hearing from my lawyers." He slammed the door behind himself.

"Stupid fuck." He spoke to himself as he pulled his phone to his ear. "Yeah, I need your help finding someone—but I don't know where to start."

It took a whole week for his team to find you but they did. Y/N Y/L/N. You were an English teacher at miller high school right here in Chris’s hometown. He had also found out you taught his niece Aria which didn’t help him. At all.

He’d wanted to approach you, get a feel for you. But what would he even say. ‘Hey I’m the guy your pregnant by.’

“We have to be smart about this Chris.’ His manager said to him, fluffing out his hair in the mirror. “You can’t just walk up to the girl and say ‘I’m your baby daddy, oh and by the way my name is Chris Evans and I’m a huge celebrity.” She flailed her arms about.

“I’m not gonna do that. I just want a conversation.” Chris said. “I want to talk to her, see if she’s even still pregnant.”

“And if she’s not?”

Chris sighed. “Then we put it behind us.”

His manager folded her arms, staring at him. “You want this baby, don’t you?” She asked.

“What I want, is to meet her.” Chris tapped danced around this question.

“And you will, just in the right way.’ She said. “I can’t have her leaking this to the press and spinning the story. We’ll right up a contract and give her some hush money.”

“Maybe she won’t say anything.” Chris gave you the benefit of doubt.

His manager scoffed. “Chris, baby. Do you realize who you are? You can look up your net worth online she’ll definitely talk.”

“Well how do I meet her?’ He sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose.

“We will find her and set up a meeting, if and only if she signs the contract.”

“And if she doesn’t?” Chris asked.

“Then I guess you won’t be a daddy, now will you.” She tapped his nose with her manicured finger tip.

Chris grabbed her arm. “You can’t do that, it’s not fair to me. or her.”

“Release my Prada.’ She said, feeling Chris loosen his grip. “I’m doing this for you, and your safety.”

“Is this what my protection is going to feel like, hm? Guilt.”

“Don’t worry, she’ll sign. I promise.”

—

The day had ended and it was a miserable one. You couldn’t keep anything down and your head pounded each time the bell rung. All you wanted to do was go home and kick your feet up and sip on some ginger tea.

You packed your bag slowly as a soft knock against your classroom door caught your attention. You turned around furrowing your eyebrows as a women in a pants suit and a man with a briefcase stood at the arch of your doorway.

“Can I help you?” You pushed a curl behind your ear.

“No, but we can help each other.” The woman spoke. “I’m particularly interested in you and the baby you’re carrying, and so is my client.”

You gasped, holding your stomach. “What—who, what do you want.” You said, shielding the thing you currently held in you stomach.

“My client wants to meet you, but I’m not letting that happen until you sign these papers.” She said with a straight face, putting a stack of papers and a pen in-front of you.

“Whose your client?’ You grumbled, looking at the papers.

“Sign and I’ll tell you.”

“Tell me and I’ll sign.”

She laughed, looking you up and down. “You’re a little minx, aren’t you?”

“Who is he?” You pressed further.

She looked down racking through the stack until she found her golden ticket. “Sign this and I’ll tell you, I promise.”

You looked her up and down not knowing if you should trust her. Whoever her client was he had to be big time, and you hoped he wasn’t a mafia boss. You took the pen in your hand hesitantly signing the dotted line.

“Good girl.’ She smiled. “Just letting you know that was an non disclosure agreement and if you speak anything of your pregnancy or who the father is we will hunt your ass down.’ She smiled. “And by we, I mean him.” She pointed to the large man besides her.

Your breathing hitched. “Who, is, he.” You said breathlessly.

“Ever heard of Chris Evans.”

Your eyes clutched together, the name was eerily familiar and you just wish you had a face to match.

“Um I think so, I’m just trying to recall what he looks like.” You said, pulling at your hair.

The woman looked you up and down, clearly not believing you had no clue who Chris was.

“I find that hard to believe.” She snorted. “Meet us at the address Saturday morning, he wants to meet you.”

You picked up the small piece of paper with an address on it. “Fuck.” You whispered.

What the hell were you in for.

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Mob bucky/seb or mob chris/andy recs??

Updated 07/04/21 ✨ = Just Added

To be added please tag me in your future works!

Hey Anon! I’m so glad you asked this because Mob/Mafia! Any version of those boys is my favorite. In my previous fic recs I recommended...

If love was an option by @mianorth » Bucky Barnes x Reader — Part 1 🦋 Part 2 🦋 Part 3

Good Little Wife & Good Little Girl by @donutloverxo » Mob!Andy Barber x Reader – A little dark and it has some really good smut in it.

Blackmail by @stargazingfangirl18 » Soft!DarkMafia Andy Barber x Female Reader — You were just doing it to protect your family, at least that’s what you kept telling yourself, especially once you started to like it. (One-Shot)

Blow Sweet and Thick by @angrythingstarlight » Mafia!Bucky x Reader — Bucky is having a bad day, you can help him feel good. (Part of Mafia Monday’s)

Run To You by @bestofbucky » Mob!Boss Bucky x Reader — Mob boss Bucky Barnes hires you to be his bodyguard. (Series)

Can’t Run, Can’t Hide by @angrythingstarlight » Dark!MafiaBucky Barnes x Reader — When you get noticed by the infamous mob boss, you flee. But Bucky doesn’t like to be denied anything and he’s coming for you. (One-shot)

Six Feet | Ch.1 ⚰️ Ch.2 by @queenoftheworldisdead » Dark Mob!Steve x Reader + Dark Mob!Bucky x Reader — Your family’s small funeral home comes into financial trouble. In desperation your father finds the most unlikely solution to solve his financial problems. | (Short Series)

Bankrupt by @mypoisonedvine » dark!40’s!Mob!Stucky x Reader — Your husband’s gambling addiction quickly got him in hot water with the mob, and you by extension. When some debt collectors come by to settle what is owed, you realize that you have a lot more to worry about than money problems.

Partition by @angrythingstarlight » Mob!Bucky Barnes x Reader — Bucky comforts you after a bad day, and your boss learns why no one messes with his girl. —> Part 2: Let Me Show You — You wanted to know what your mobster boyfriend did, lucky for you he’s more into the show then tell.

Say the word and it’s yours by @angrythingstarlight » Mafia!Bucky Barnes x Reader — Your mobster boyfriend rescues you from a long, boring day at work. Bucky always said, “ask and its yours”

Lost Without You by @angrythingstarlight » Mafia!Bucky Barnes x Reader — Bucky Barnes would be lost with you. You’re his everything and he plans on spending Valentine’s Day proving it to you.

All Dressed In White by @angrythingstarlight » Dark!Mafia Bucky Barnes x Reader — You were going to marry someone else, Bucky won’t let that happen. You belong to him now and forever. Till Death Do You Part.

Thick As Thieves by @angrythingstarlight » Mafia!Bucky Barnes x Reader x Mafia!Steve Rogers — The only thing the Mafia hates as much as snitches are thieves. And you’re planning on stealing from Bucky and Steve, what happens if you get caught?

Won’t Let You Go by @kind-of-crazy-butthatsokay » Mob!Bucky Barnes x OFC!Kori — Kori met Bucky in one of his clubs, out to get shit-faced with a couple of friends to forget about her worries and maybe take home a guy to further rid herself of her numerous frustrations. Little did she know that the one-night stand with Bucky would turn into so much more than that.

Tell Me What You Want by @angrythingstarlight » Mafia!Steve Rogers x Reader; Mafia!Bucky Barnes x Reader — Your mob boyfriend, is none other than Steve Rogers and he is willing to get you whatever you wanted, all you have to do is ask. And be careful what you ask for because he’s going to give it to you over and over again.

To Have & To Hold by @slyyywriting » Bucky Barnes x Mob Boss!Reader — Bucky is trying his best to provide and care for his daughter who just entered first grade. Everything was alright until she asks why everyone else seems to have a mom except for her. You’re just a plain mob boss who wants to turn a new leaf. Challenges arise when the world refuses to let you take a softer, non-violent route. A little girl helps you navigate a compromise.(series)

✨ Mob!Sugar Daddy!Stucky Moodboard by @brattycherubwrites » Mob!Stucky x Reader

✨ Laced Around Your Throat by @angrythingstarlight » Mafia!Steve x Reader, Mafia!Bucky x Reader — Your Mob boyfriend knows that the only thing that looks even better than his hand around your throat is his custom made necklace. You’re his girl and the world needs to know it.

✨ Hidden Gems by @jtargaryen18 » Mob!Steve Rogers x Mob!Daughter Reader — Your father is the head of one of the most powerful crime families in Boston but he’s protected you from that life. In your quiet home outside the city, you’ve been cared for and protected. When the desires of a more powerful man with the will to dominate bursts into your life, all your illusions are shattered as he comes to claim what is his.

Necessary Arrangements by @stargazingfangirl18 » Andy Barber x Fem!Reader, Ari Levinson x (Different) Fem! Reader ft. Ransom Drysdale » One of my favorite series, chapters are decent sized and the smut is so good!

Hugs My Love by @thatfuckingweirdo » Mobster!Bucky Barnes x Reader — You just really need a hug, and Bucky is the only one you want it from.

my old man is a tough man, but he got a soul as sweet as blood red jam by @cloudystevie » Mob Boss!Steve Rogers x Fem!Reader — steve gives you what you want… kind of.

Brooklyn Wars by @world-of-aus » Stucky x Reader

Petals and Bullets by @revengingbarnes » Mob!Bucky Barnes x Reader (One of my all time favorites series)

I would check out @sinner-as-saint’s Masterlist they have quite a few Mob!Bucky series and one-shots that I have loved in the past.

Special by @buckycuddlebuddy » Bucky Barnes x Reader — this one-shot is really hot.

Love, Honor, and Obey by @constantwriter85 » Bucky Barnes — This one is good and I need to catch up on.

Mafioso by @captain-barnes-writes » Bucky Barnes x Reader — Please do yourself a favor and read.

Lipstick and Crayons by @oneoftheprettynerds » Dark!Steve Rogers x Reader - In Progress

A really good DarkMob!Steve Drabble called Please Hurt Me by @gotnofucks *chefs kiss*

The Mobster’s Little Girl by @smutsonian » Steve Rogers x Reader

off to the races 🐻 off to the races 2 by @harryspet » Soft!Dark Steve Rogers x Reader

The Ignorant Beauty & the Beast by @mysterioh » Steve Rogers x Reader – With 21 parts sadly it hasn’t been updated in 8 months, it’s one of my favorite Mob!Steve Roger fics out there. *Thanks to @inactivewhore I found out this story was moved to AO3 and is now called where angels fear to tread it was last updated on 13/11/20*

What It Takes by @cherienymphe » Bucky Barnes x Reader — You left Bucky once you found out who he really is. The one thing you thought would guarantee your safety ends up sealing your fate.

Welcome Home by @punani » Chris Evans x Black!Reader — He’s been away for awhile, but he knows that his girl’s loyalty to him knows no bounds. Knows she’s been waiting for him after her adamancy in telling him there was no other option. It’s only right to make the reunion a memorable one. | So, so, so, so freaking good!

These are what I found on Tumblr that I plan on reading.

Handmaid by @extremelyblackandwhite » Sebastian Stan x ingenue!Reader — y/n works as a handmaid for the daughter of an influential mob leader who is promised to the new boss of the most powerful mob family in new york, sebastian.

AO3 Website Reccomendations

Satellite Heart » Stucky x Reader — You used to be Steve and Bucky's girl. Then they fucking left without saying goodbye. Little did they know, you were pregnant. But life went on. You raised your Talia to the best of your ability. But one day, everything goes to shit. Now your boys are back in your life. And they're not planning on leaving anytime soon.

Little Fox A/B/O Series » Soft!Dark Bucky Barnes x Soft!Dark Natasha Romanoff x OFC! & Peter Parker x Soft!Dark Tony Stark — So I can’t stress this enough you need to read the tags for this series and I kept getting confused as I read this story as to how old Violet Mason is. But this series takes you on a roller coaster, I like it, my cousin didn’t finish it, I need to catch up.

Pelmeni *finished* » Stucky x Reader — James Bucky Barnes has a good life, as a member of a powerful organized crime syndicate. His best friend Steve is a member too and his literal partner in crime. Bucky's got a problem though. You. His longtime love and secret girlfriend. Unfortunately, your father is his boss and has plans for you that involve normal life. Steve has a problem too. Steve wants in on your relationship and more than the semi-regular/occasional steamy threesomes. You don't have a problem, you're just busy with a big mob wedding coming up, which means a big celebration, that you're busy catering for.

Dying For This Love » Dark!Bucky x Reader — That was before. When you were Bucky’s girl. Now, you have a score to settle. That’s why you’re wearing Bucky’s favorite red satin dress, the one with the cuts that reach right up to the tops of your thighs, the tennis necklace he gifted you for your anniversary, and are fresh off of a mani/pedi and hair appointment. He’s going to regret the day he fucked with you. | This one is intense and a tad bit dark, but the smut is good.

off to the races » Steve Rogers x Reader — In which you call the kingpin your Daddy.

The Mobster’s Little Girl » Steve Rogers x Reader — what happens when the big bad mobster gets blackmailed by your father to marry you? (kind of fluffy kind of not. kinda dark kinda not.)

Brooklyn Sweethearts » Dark!Stucky x Reader — Bucky and Steve had always been meant to keep her safe and happy. As far as anyone else was concerned, that was their sole reason for being alive. Unfortunately, the things that kept her safe were not always the things that kept her happy. Lately, she was making it pretty damn hard for them to compromise. | Probably one of my all time favorite Mafia!Stucky stories I have ever read, just sadly it also hasn’t been updated in like 8 months and I keep hoping it will get updated.

Hot Doll » Skinny!MobBoss Steve Rogers x Reader — Steve Rogers is on the rise in the New York underground as you’re trying to keep your own place there. | Dark and good!

Doctor Doctor » Steve Rogers x PlusSize! Reader — (1940 Mobster AU!) You're a war widow down on her luck; and the King of Brooklyn, Steve Rogers, takes notice. | Another one of my favorites. A little bit dark as well.

The Widow » Dark!MobBoss x Reader — It’s the 1920s and everyone’s having a roaring time but you. | Trust me it’s just dark enough.

Those are just some on AO3, I would just go through Mafia AU tag and go to filter and click Avengers or Captain America.

#you ask i answer #ktk rec ‘21 #ktk rec #ktk fic rec #mob!bucky #mafia!bucky #mob!andy barber #andy barber #andy barber x reader #bucky barnes x reader #mob!steve #dark!steve x reader #stucky x reader #fanfiction recommendation #fanfic rec #mob!sebastian stan #mob!sebastian stan x reader #mob!chris evans

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