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I posted 350 times in 2022

That's 266 more posts than 2021!

136 posts created (39%)

214 posts reblogged (61%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@softholand

@rogersevans

@toastedkiwi

@hollandsmushroom

@doggosource

I tagged 328 of my posts in 2022

Only 6% of my posts had no tags

#reblog - 189 posts

#right on queue - 134 posts

#reply - 67 posts

#alright mate - 50 posts

#chris evans x reader - 31 posts

#chris evans gif - 23 posts

#tom holland gif - 23 posts

#chris evans - 23 posts

#harrison osterfield - 21 posts

#tom holland x reader - 20 posts

Longest Tag: 128 characters

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My Top Posts in 2022:

Reunited: Y/N L/N surprises Tom Holland at No Way Home premiere

We were all stunned at the premiere of Spider-Man: No Way Home by the all-star cast making their appearances including Zendaya, Benedict Cumberbatch and the man himself Tom Holland.

But one person was missing. Tom’s wife, singer Y/N, was seemingly absent from supporting her husband.

Of course, everyone understood that she was busy pursuing her own career, 3 months into her 6 month world tour, after her third studio album released.

Y/N has been joined by the couple’s three-year-old daughter, little Rose Nicola Holland, throughout her tour across the continents. The mother-daughter pair were accompanied by Tom for a couple of months before being separated for his own press tour.

So naturally, everyone expected Tom to be going to the No Way Home premiere alone, without his wife and daughter - including Tom himself!

But, part way through his interviews, Tom was distracted by an all too familiar pair of girls pulling up to the red carpet. He immediately excused himself to go see his family.

Y/N arrived in a sexy red 2-piece and blazer, with a shy Rosie hoisted onto her hip and tucked into her neck. She was also sporting a cheeky red-lipped smile as her husband sped over to the two of them.

Tom immediately took hold of his little girl, and she instantly perked up at the sight of her dad, planting a sloppy kiss on his lips. Tom was seen wrapping his arm around his wife’s waist and whispering into her ear.

Over the course of the night, we got many cute snaps of the family together, with Tom and Y/N constantly fawning over their little girl, or sharing affectionate moments between each other.

The couple have been together for 6 years, meeting just before Tom was cast as Peter Parker and just after Y/N released her first studio album. They have always been a fan favourite, especially with us here at celebtattletale.

So it’s safe to say that Rose stole the show when she was born and now on the red carpet for the first time, being the perfect addition to this a-list couple.

And we just can’t help but hope that, at some point soon, Rose will be getting a little brother or sister. Those two do make beautiful babies.

587 notes - Posted February 17, 2022

Family Fun: Chris Evans heads to the coast for a day at the beach with wife and kids

This weekend, Chris Evans (40) was spotted taking his wife and kids out to the coast of Massachusetts to enjoy a day at the beach.

The whole family were seen splashing about in the sea, a couple of the kids jumping over the waves, with the help of Chris, while wife Y/N (33) held the newest addition close to her chest.

Two months ago, the couple added baby Belle to their ever growing brood with Christopher Jr. (6), Flynn (4) and Mickey (3). At least now Mama Evans finally gets another girl in the house!

The family of six could be seen playing in the water in an array of colourful swimsuits. Y/N appeared in a black bikini, looking radiant with some of her postpartum baby belly clinging to her stomach.

Chris was evidently shirtless as he showed of his abs and chest hair in a pair of swimming trunks.

It was easy to see from the pictures that the paparazzi captured of Chris that a new tattoo has emerged, joining the collection he has on the side of his ribs.

During previous outings, fans had spotted that Chris had his kids names written on the right side of his body, and found his devotion to his family adorable.

And now little Belle's name is sat with the rest of them!

At any rate, the Evans family seemed to have fun at the beach, although the children were reportedly seem grimacing at their parents kissing.

Y/N and Chris have been together for nine years now and had a lovely winter wedding in 2015 when Y/N was already pregnant with their first child.

But we cannot fault the couple for their endless love, or the obvious devotion for their kids that they display constantly. Whenever Chris brings his family to an event, the world swoons at the perfection and displays of affection Chris shows to his wife and kids.

And this weekend seemed much the same, with Chris seen carrying his children on his shoulders and building sandcastles with them.

What an adorable sight!

789 notes - Posted April 10, 2022

Surprise at the Oscars! Y/N L/N is pregnant with husband Henry Cavill’s baby

Y/N L/N (32) is pregnant! Last weekend she attended the Oscars with husband Henry Cavill (38), showing off her sizeable bump to the whole world.

Y/N was nominated as best actress in a leading role for her part as Lowen Ashleigh in the film adaptation of Colleen Hoover’s romance thriller ‘Verity’.

The film was delightfully disturbing, with psychological terror and romantic drama spiced with lusty sex scenes.

And it was no surprise when she won, helped up on stage by Henry whilst cradling her stomach protectively beneath her dress. Henry barely let go of her and kissed her cheek as she went up on stage.

Y/N was looking gorgeous in an ivory, tulle gown with delicate flowers embroidered along the bodice and her shoulders. The tea-length style dress bulged over the actress’ belly beautifully.

And it wasn’t only Y/N showered with praise. In her speech, many references were made to her husband, Henry, thanking him for his support and love.

This all-star couple have been together for 7 years in total and married for 3 and the whole world has loved watching their relationship grow and blossom.

The two met in 2014 through a mutual friend and the tabloids went wild after seeing the two out to lunch together. However Henry admitted that it took him 8 more months to ask her out!

Both actors kept us waiting, with it taking another 4 years for them to announce that they had gotten married. Photos of the wedding were released a few weeks after their honeymoon to Greece.

They married in a beautiful outdoor ceremony from what we could see with Henry looking absolutely dashing in his suit and Y/N stunning both him and us in her dress.

And ever since, everyone has been waiting to see a baby Cavill appear. I guess we won’t have to wait much longer…

Y/N is seven months pregnant but neither actor has revealed the sex of the baby or even whether they know themselves. At least we do know that with such beautiful parents that baby will be adorable.

This is most definitely the best surprise we could have gotten at the Oscars this year!

855 notes - Posted March 12, 2022

How Young? Chris Evans reveals he got married at just 19 years old

Chris Evans (40) has always been an actor that was openly devoted to his family and ever since he appeared on our screens there have been no dating scandals or other public controversies.

And that’s probably because he’s been married for as long as the world has known him and is constantly adding to his brood of adorable children.

Last night, Chris appeared on Jimmy Kimmel Live, promoting the launch of one of his newest projects, 'Lightyear', a story of Buzz Lightyear and his adventures to infinity and beyond.

Chris appeared looking sexy as ever in a blue suit, highlighting his muscles.

When Jimmy brought up who was most looking forward to seeing the animated movie, Chris immediately answered that his kids had been begging to see it ever since they found out that their dad was going to Buzz Lightyear.

It was then that Jimmy brought out a cute photo of Chris, his wife Y/N (39) and their 5 kids:

Brandon (18)

Lowel (14)

Rayne (11)

Teddy (7)

Laurelai (2)

The picture captured the 7 Evans's at a family event in their garden, a year after the birth of little Laurelai. And all members of the family looked their best, especially Y/N in a cute navy dress with a white floral pattern and low neckline.

Jimmy went on to ask Chris how long he and his wife had actually been married, as Chris became an actor fairly young and there was never a point where Y/N didn't seem to have been there.

Chris revealed that 'we got married right after her high school graduation, a year after I had graduated myself, so I was 19 and she was 18.

'We met in Y/N’s freshman year - my sophomore year - when she joined the cheerleading squad and I was part of the football team. Such a cliché, i know.

‘Once I finally asked her out, we dated all throughout high school.We were that couple that was obnoxiously in love, always holding hands and making out in the hallway.

‘And then after she finished school, we figured why wait? So we got married in a little ceremony in my mom’s back yard.’

When asked if it was tough being married at such a young age and then having his first kid only a few years later, Chris replied that it was difficult with Y/N getting her degree and him starting his acting career, but they made it work by just keeping talking to each other.

And now the high school sweethearts are as close as ever, living with their 3 sons, 2 daughters and 2 dogs - Dodger and Pixie, in Boston in the house that Y/N designed herself after she became an architect.

We here at celebtattletale wish the family the best and I'm sure that we can all only hope for a love like theirs.

1,138 notes - Posted April 2, 2022

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Missing Ring? Fans spot that Chris Evans' newly-wed is missing a certain piece of jewellery

Two weeks ago, Chris Evans (40) got married to the love of his life and partner of four years, Y/N L/N (28) in a small backyard ceremony in his hometown of Boston.

Everyone went wild when Chris posted a picture of him and his beautiful bride on Instagram after not revealing any information about his upcoming wedding, other than one would be coming.

And we here at celebtattletale can say with certainty that Chris chose a beautiful woman to spend the rest of his life with.

Fans have adored Y/N ever since Chris confirmed that he was in a relationship with a young woman back in Boston, and love seeing pictures of her and Dodger being posted.

She looked stunning on their wedding day, with her arms linked with Chris' in his simple suit, clinging to his muscles. Y/N wore a stunning white dress, flowing about her ankles.

And now Chris and his newly-wed wife have set off on their honeymoon to Italy. They have spent the past two weeks there enjoying marital bliss and trying to keep to themselves.

Chris has posted just one photo of their trip and fans couldn't help but notice that something was missing from the picture that Chris captioned: 'with you'.

Throughout their relationship, Chris has spoken about how many people noticed that his girlfriend wore a ring on her left ring finger, although the couple were not engaged.

The ring was in fact a purity ring, and despite not telling the public whether Y/N wore it for religious reasons or not, Chris has said that he supported her decision to keep that part of herself for herself only until she felt ready.

And although, the idea of purity rings has been criticised in the media, fans have applauded Y/N for choosing to remain abstinent until she wanted to share that.

So when they spotted that the ring was missing from her finger, everyone on Instagram began searching for the piece of jewellery, as it is usually worn by the partner or kept.

Last weekend, Chris and Y/N were seen snuggling up on their honeymoon by a paparazzo and when the pictures were published, it did not take long for people to spot the ring on a chain around Chris' neck!

While we hope that the couple spend the rest of their honeymoon in peace, we cannot help but adore their devotion to one another and how they support each other.

1,919 notes - Posted April 12, 2022

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hii! do you know that tom holland x reader harrison osterfield x reader love triangle series called the wingman? i cant find the blog that posted it

hey! i think you're referring to this series by @uglypastels

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elles-archives · 1 year

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I posted 245 times in 2022

That's 99 more posts than 2021!

68 posts created (28%)

177 posts reblogged (72%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@ellerosie2332

@chrisevansdaughter

@just-dreaming-marvel

@buckyownsmylife

@rainbowkisses31

I tagged 145 of my posts in 2022

Only 41% of my posts had no tags

#chris evans - 82 posts

#chris evans characters - 60 posts

#chris evans x reader - 51 posts

#ellen recommends - 47 posts

#fluff - 46 posts

#sebastian stan - 43 posts

#ransom drysdale x reader - 36 posts

#ransom drysdale - 36 posts

#angst - 29 posts

#sebastian stan characters - 26 posts

Longest Tag: 47 characters

#tom holland and harrison osterfield masterlist

My Top Posts in 2022:

Brother's Co-Star

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Brother’s Co-Star

Sebastian Stan x Holland!Reader

Summary: Being Tom Holland’s older sister has lead you to meet a lot of his co-stars. One however, catches your eye, and you catch his. Maybe you should have told your brother first.

Word Count: 2k

Warnings: slight language, fluff, a little angst.

PLEASE DON’T STEAL MY WORK, REBLOGS ARE WELCOME.

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299 notes - Posted January 6, 2022

Anxiety Support

Chris Evans x Daughter!Reader

Summary: Chris helps you through a panic attack after you are followed by a group of girls.

Word Count: +1.5k

Warnings: Panic attacks, Anxiety, Being followed when shopping.

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You had just graduated High School and were due to go off to College in the fall. As excited as you were to gain your independence, you were still worried about leaving the safety of your father’s home.

For as long as you could remember it was always just you and your Dad. Your Mom left when you were born, signing all rights away to your Dad and was never seen in Boston again. Of Course, you still had your Dad’s family around you, especially your Uncle Scott.

Scott had stayed with the both of you during Lockdown and for the longest months, it had just been the three of you. You moved to remote learning and only ever left the house to go out to the backyard. You Facetimed all your friends but none of them were going to the same College as you.

You had been accepted into NYU, the same College where your Dad went. You were going to study acting. Much like Chris had been, you were a theater kid growing up and had always had an interest in acting. Originally, Chris had wanted to keep you out of the limelight, much preferring to give you a normal childhood.

However, when you showed an interest in acting, Chris couldn’t help but become overwhelmed with pride. He offered to help in any way he could but also understood that you wanted to make your own image as an actress and not just as Chris Evans’ daughter.

Acting wasn’t the only thing you seemed to get from your father. Much like Chris, you had severe anxiety. Both social and separation. You were extremely nervous about moving to New York and being away from Chris. Your separation anxiety was so bad that Chris had to hire you a tutor whenever he was out of town and take you with him. You had an agreement with the school that you would attend Summer School classes and that you would keep up the curriculum.

There was a level of determination though when it came to you moving to New York for College. You wanted to make your Dad proud and hopefully start to work on your separation anxiety. You were on medication and had therapy to help you and so far it was working. Chris had also created a sensory room for you. It was filled with stress balls, fidget toys, weighted blankets, it was your favorite color but pastel rather than bright. The whole room was designed to be your safe space and Chris was the only other one apart from you who went in there. Even then your Dad only came in when you needed him to.

It worried your Dad a bit that you were wanting to pursue acting with your anxiety, he himself knew how difficult it could be but he knew that acting was what you wanted to do and he would support you whatever.

You needed to get a few things before you went to New York. You would be moving into the dorms there but you wanted to keep your room at home how it is. You went out on your own. Chris had originally wanted to go with you but you knew you needed to build up some confidence to go out on your own. You were quite lucky that in Boston you weren’t followed around that often. However, you still sometimes saw fans of your Dad, who knew who you were.

You had almost finished getting everything you needed when something caught the corner of your eye. A group of girls probably about your age were all giggling and looking towards you. You put your sunglasses down off of your head and tried to ignore them. Despite that, one of the girls came up to you.

“I’m sorry, aren’t you Chris Evans’ daughter?” She asked in a high pitched voice.

“Um yeah.” You awkwardly nodded, already feeling anxious.

“I thought so. I just wanted to say how much I love your Dad.”

“Okay then.” You tried to walk away but her voice caught your attention once again.

“Is he around then? I've always wanted to meet him.” She giggled.

“No he isn’t. Sorry I’ve got to go.”You quickly rushed away but not before you heard her mutter ‘rude’ underneath her breath.

You felt your heart race and your breathing pick up. You felt a panic attack about to happen and quickly pulled out your phone and called your Dad.

“Hey Sweetheart, are you ready to come home?” You heard your Dad’s cheery voice through the phone. You automatically felt yourself starting to calm down a little. Chris could hear your heavy breathing over the phone.

“Y/N? Are you alright?” He asked.

“Dad, can you come pick me up?” Chris automatically knew something was wrong.

“Yeah I’ll meet you where I dropped you off. Is that okay?”

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327 notes - Posted May 7, 2022

Honey Flower

Floriography – The Language of Flowers

Andy Barber x Fem!Reader

Summary: You knew that getting involved with a married man wasn’t the smartest choice. But the love you held for Andy made all the pain worth it. Wasn't it?

Word Count: 7k

Warnings: Fluff, Angst, Smut (P in V, Fem receiving oral), Cheating (Not on reader), Swearing, Drinking, Marriage problems, Divorce, Age gap (Specific ages not mentioned), Mention of pregnancy. I think that is all but let me know if I missed anything. This is 18+ only. Minors DNI.

(A/N: This is my entry for @starryevermore's Welcome to Angst City™ Writing Challenge. I honestly don’t know how good this I so any feedback is welcome. Please do not copy my work. Reblogs are welcome.

Prompts: How Do You Say ‘Fuck You’ In Flowers? + Fifth Floor + Chris’ Pretty Boys: Andy Barber)

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You have always loved flowers. Believing that there is more to them that then actual blossom. The Victorians used to use flowers as a way of communication. They would gift each other flowers to send a message. You studied floriography from a youthful age. Fascinated by how flowers could mean so much. They weren’t just for romance. The yellow hyacinth meant jealousy, the orange mock meant deceit and the trumpet flower meant separation.

Flowers could also be given platonically, between mother and child or between friends. Pussy willow meant motherhood, moss meant maternal love and freesia meant trust or friendship. Working as a florist was magical to say the least. You watched as people tried to woo each other. You saw how people begged for forgiveness. Being able to make different arrangements for different circumstances was always a joy. Weddings, proposals, begging for forgiveness. There were also some not so great, arrangements for example funerals or when one person was dishonest with another.

You grew up in England, living in the countryside, near the fields where wild flowers grew. Your favourites being daisies, which meant innocence or gentleness, asters which were a symbol of love and ivy which meant wedded love. Marriage. Something you had always wanted.

When you were in your mid-twenties you moved to Massachusetts. Your Grandfather was sick and was requesting your presence. You barely knew him and only had met him a few times as a kid, but who were you to deny a dying man his final wishes. Turns out your Grandfather was fairly rich. Nothing dramatic but when he did eventually pass on he left you enough to start your own floristry shop in Newton.

Your parents were going to stay in America too, to be closer to the family you grew up without. So, you decided to accept the money and open your shop ‘Floriography.’ You sold all kinds of flowers, each with the meaning provided. You hoped that when people came in that they would appreciate the knowing what the flowers meant. There was a small apartment above the shop where you could stay. Everything was going perfect in your life.

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‘Floriography’ was popular. Many people came in for their anniversaries and were so impressed that they often came back. Every bouquet you made was made with love. No two were the same. You wanted to make sure that each bouquet was personal and met the customer’s needs.

About four months after you opened, a man walked in, and you were instantly intrigued. He was tall with dark hair and a neatly trimmed beard. He walked with confidence in an expensive suit but there was some sense of calmness around him. You instantly felt intimidated by him he obviously held some kind of power. He walked up to the desk where you were standing, working on a bouquet of pink roses (perfect happiness) for an anniversary and was patiently waiting for your attention.

You smiled up at him and asked him to just wait a second as you put the final additions on the bouquet before you gave him your full attention.

“How can I help you?” You smiled trying not to give away your nervousness.

“I just came in to have a look, you see my wife has been stressed lately and I wanted to get her something to cheer her up.” His voice was silky and calm.

“Well, I can make you a custom bouquet for her if you like.” I offered. I had seen this many times a husband coming in to cheer up their partner.

“Would you mind?” He asked hopefully. “I noticed that you have the meanings of each flower written down so I assume you would know how I can express my appreciation of her?”

I was more than happy to help him. It reminded me of why I enjoyed my job so much.

“Of course, well I could use a wild pansy, which means ‘you occupy my thoughts”? Or calla lilies which means ‘magnificent beauty’?”

He interrupted you. “She does like calla lilies, and they have a great meaning.” His accent coming through strongly compared to your British one.

“Well, they would look lovely with a little holly, which means domestic happiness. And forgive me if I am overstepping here, but as you are in my shop purely to cheer her up I believe that holly would be appropriate.”

He let out a small chuckle. “You are not overstepping and yes I would like to this we live in ‘domestic happiness.’ Well, you’re the expert so I will leave it to you.”

“That’s great. So, I will have these ready for collection tomorrow if you would like to collect them? If not fill out this card and I can deliver them for you.” I smiled at him.

“I’ll collect them after work tomorrow if that’s okay. I think coming straight from me will mean more to her. Anyway, thank you so much for your help I really appreciate this.” He grinned at me. “I’ll see you tomorrow…” he looked down at the name tag on my apron “…Y/N”

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Unhappy? Happy

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Ari Levinson x Wife!Reader

Warnings: Angst, Arguments, Smut (Fingering, Grinding, Ari cums in his pants, Oral (Fem-Receiving), P in V, Unprotected Sex), Make-up sex, Fluff, Swearing. (I think that's all but let me know if I missed anything.)

18+ Only. Minors Do Not Interact.

Word Count: +1.6k

Summary: Ari wants to leave on another mission, but this time he has more to lose at home.

(A/N: I am reposting this as it didn't appear on any of the tags x.)

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The two of you had been at it for over an hour already. You knew how important the missions your husband went on were, but at the same time with two children in the picture, it was getting harder and harder for you to say goodbye to him each time he went. Especially with how dangerous they could be.

You and Ari went to ‘run’ The Red Sea Diving Resort together along with four others. You had known Ari for years and when he came to you with his latest plan, you knew you had to help. However, at the time you didn’t have a husband, son and step-daughter to worry about. You knew that it was the constant missions and all the time spent away from home which split up Ari’s first marriage and you were determined not to let it happen to yours.

Maya, Ari’s daughter, was so used to seeing her Dad leave that she barely battered an eyelid anymore but Connor, your’s and Ari’s Son was too young to understand why Ari was never there. After you had Connor, you decided to stop going on missions and start working to help coordinate them instead. Unfortunately, Ari didn’t share that idea and that is what led to this specific moment. Another mission had come up and Ari had to leave for an unknown amount of time.

“All I’m saying is that we - I - promised to go back. You knew this day would come, why are you so surprised?”

“I am surprised because not only do you have Maya now but Connor as well. I understand how important this is but can’t they send someone else?”

“This isn’t about nobody else doing the job! This is about me needing to be the one who does it. I promised Kabede that I wouldn’t abandon anyone. That I would go back.” Ari yelled. At that moment you were thankful that Maya was at her Mom’s and Connor was with your parents, they didn’t need to hear this.

“And I get that Ari but what about your children. What about me? How are we supposed to cope knowing full well that you may not come back to us?”

“So what? I am supposed to leave all those innocent people. I love you, Maya and Connor more than anything in the world but this is something I have to do.”

You sighed. A part of me felt selfish wanting him to stay, but at the same time, he wasn’t the only person who could complete these missions.

“We can’t put up with this forever, Ari. When I married you, I promised myself that I wouldn’t let our jobs get in the way but things are different now and I can’t comprehend how you can’t see that.” You said in a low voice. A dramatic change in tone from the yelling.

“Then what do you want from me Y/N? To stay here and be unhappy all the time? Unhappy that I’m not out there?”

You froze. So did Ari.

“Y/N/N, I didn’t mean that…”

“Don’t right now Ari. I can’t… I just…” You went upstairs to your shared bedroom. You knew that he said all that in the heat of the moment but a part of you couldn’t help but over analyse what he said. Was he unhappy in your marriage? Did he want to be out all the time? Did he regret marrying you?

You sat on your bed and cried. You didn’t know what to say to him. You loved Ari with everything in you. But the idea of him not wanting you nearly killed you inside. You didn’t want to be the one to make him unhappy.

About an hour later, you heard a knock on the door. You didn’t say anything but looked up when you heard the door open. Ari’s eyes were bloodshot and his hair looked a mess. It was obvious that he had been crying just as much as you had.

He didn’t say anything as he made his way over to you on the bed.

“Sweetheart? Please?” He whispered in your ear. You knew that he felt bad. Slowly, you looked up at him and he could see the tears clouding your eyes.

“What do you want, Ari? I don’t have any energy to argue with you.”

“I know sweetheart. I came to say I’m sorry. Can I make it up to you?” Closing your eyes you nodded at him. You knew you could never stay mad at him for too long. “Words princess.” Ari growled in your ear.

“Please Ari.” You whispered. Next thing you knew Ari had you on your back and was devouring your mouth with his. You couldn’t help but moan into his mouth as you felt your lips being chewed at by him.

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My #1 post of 2022

These are the fics that I recommend and Love for Chris Evans and his Characters. Minors DNI

Chris Evans:

Desperate Affairs by @georgiapeach30513 - Multiple Chris Evans Characters x Fem!Reader

Fading Spark by @alisonsfics - Chris Evans x Wife!Reader

Futile by @rocketrhap3000 - Chris Evans x Fem!Reader

Well Shit by @falcqns - Chris Evans x Reader

Gentleman by @lexiawrittings - Chris Evans x Reader

Boston by @secretswiftymarvelfan - Chris Evans x Reader

Floofy Haired Delight by @secretswiftymarvelfan - Chris Evans x Reader

Fixing the Broken by @maemelany - Chris Evans x Reader

Breathe by @buckyownsmylife - Chris Evans x Reader

See by @andydrysdalerogers - Chris Evans x Reader

Steve Rogers:

Slow Like Honey by @heli0s-writes - Steve Rogers x Reader

Reckless by @kinanabinks - Widower!Steve Rogers x Divorced!Reader

(College AU) by @fluffycutecevans - Steve Rogers x Reader

Always You by @fangirlovestuff - Steve Rogers x Reader

My Girl (Part 2 to Nightmare Barns) by @jadedvibes - Neighbour!Steve Rogers x Reader

Flustered by @fqjth - Steve Rogers x Reader

If Only You Knew by @kayteewritessteve - Steve Rogers x Reader (Modern AU)

Let it Happen by @barnesafterglow - Frat!Steve Rogers x F!Reader

Time After Time by @fluffycutecevans - Steve Rogers x Reader

You Are In Love by @stephensfcktoy - Lawyer!Steve Rogers x Fem!Reader

Eavesdropping by @lahyene - Steve Rogers x Reader ft. Johnny Storm (as Steve’s brother)

Andy Barber:

Under the Suit by @simplystevies - Ex’s Dad!Andy Barber x Intern!Reader

Stay by @geminixevans-stan - Andy Barber x Fem!Reader

Help You Through by @jbreenr - Andy Barber x Reader

Pick Me by @dbnightingale24 - Andy Barber x Reader

Beautiful Stranger by @dbnightingale24 - Andy Barber x Reader

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allocnddits · 11 months

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Hey! How are you? Hows your summer been so far?

I scrolled down through your blog and really enjoyed it and your works! As far as I know you write for Eddie, Robin (from ST), Edvin Ryding, Florence Pugh and Steven Grant. Whom do you have more in your writing area?

I saw you reblog work about Harrison Osterfield. Can you give us some more names of celebrities or characters youre into?

By the way do you have work in progress about anybody? We would like dome scoop hahaha

And as soon your requests are open can you give us more info about what you're up to in writing, and for what you do not write? Like as I can see you're ok with writing smut but what types of smut youre not into (threesomes, age gap, professor-student, ceo-worker etc)

So, most of the thinks i post are reblogs. i’ve only written for Edvin and Robin. but i’m open to mostly anything. I don’t have a lot of no-nos, just preferences. if i get a request that i’m uncomfortable with i’ll tell you.

About what i’ve been working on: i got an andrew garfield request these days and hebe been working on it but as i said i’m already back in school and i had tests this week so i got put to the side a little.

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grussell63 · 2 years

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What's your Harrison blog's name, i gotta tell you something rq

used to be h-osterfield, but feel free to tell me here, i only have it saved and dont use it anymore

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allmyspideys · 4 years

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Festival (h.o)

Summary: Harrison spotted a beautiful girl that he just needed to talk to. it's you. You're the beautiful girl

Warnings: light drinking, fluff, kissing, i guess a hint of a deep conversation

Words: 2k+

A/N: I felt really weird posting this bc I thought that my energies should be focused on the blm movement, but then I remembered that it’s okay to do both. You can be active and do other things, so to anyone worried that I don’t care or I’m not doing anything, don’t be. I am doing lots and if you want to talk about more ways to be active or educate yourself, come chat!! Anyway, I really wanna go to a festival or like any social interaction... my extroverted ass is sad

It was supposed to be an easy weekend with Tom and Harry. He wasn't supposed to see a girl that would end up occupying his mind. It wasn't a boy's weekend per se, but they all needed a good fun weekend. But Harrison saw a beautiful, ethereal woman; her head was thrown back in laughter with her friends and the sun seemed to shine directly on her. He longed to hear that sound of her laughter. For a moment Harrison found himself thinking of every possibility of this woman: what are her eyes like?, her hair must be so soft, what does she enjoy?. Quickly though, he shook the thoughts out of his head and returned to Tom's story, but the image of the beautiful goddess was still in his head.

When your best friend invited you to a festival, you immediately said yes. It was exactly what you needed: a fun weekend away from work and full of music and new people. You loved the idea of meeting new people and bonding over your good artists. You were excited to say the least.

You and your friends were standing around, drinking, telling jokes, laughing, when you spotted a group of really cute guys. One of them was looking at you too, making you blush and turn away. He was with other guys of equal cuteness, but there was something about the sheer blueness of his eyes that pulled you in to him. It was as if you couldn't look away.

"Y/N let's go! Rex Orange County is starting soon!" your friend called to you and pulled you out of your trance. Still, as you walked away, you couldn't help but want to run into the blue eyed man again.

As you and your friends walked towards the stage, you looked around to admire all the people that were surrounding you. Part of you was looking for that guy who’s blue eyes were still ingrained in your memory. To call them blue would be an understatement. No, they were more like an electric cyan, but had the softness of a baby blue and a twinge turquoise. They were the color of young love; the nervous kind that went to the fair at night to look at the neon lights and buy raspberry cotton candy, but grew old to be warm and loving, if not a bit cheeky too. You began to wonder about him, all because of his stupid blue eyes.

Though you and your friends had planned to get to the stage early, there were still many people that got there before you, making your spot to see one of your favorite bands farther back than you would have liked. Still, you were happy to be there and enjoying the buzz of everyone else around you. There was something special about festivals: the excited energy that combined with the chill attitudes and all summed up in the collective jump dancing. It was unlike anything else, that’s for sure. It really opened you up to opportunities that you’d normally question. For instance, hoping that the boy with the blue eyes would be legitimately interested and you’d actually meet him again.

Just as you began to imagine the eyes once again, you bumped into something. Immediately turning to apologize, you were stopped by those blue eyes staring at you once again.

“Hi,” you said with a breathless smile, “it’s you”. Quickly you realized how strange the statement was and began to stutter with an apology mixed with some comment about the concert, but thankfully, he understood.

“I’m Harrison,” he said, shaking your hand. It’s a total cliche, but it was true, there were sparks in that touch and there was no denying it.

“I’m Y/N”, again, a huge smile broke out on your face as you looked into those eyes that just kept popping up in your mind.

The show began just as you both called your friends over. It was a bit of a strange meeting; this guy you had just met that was meeting all your friends, and you all his, but somehow it just made so much sense. Maybe it was the festival feeling, but something was just right about it. The lights were shining all around you and you let the music take you a place of pure feeling and happiness. You were dancing with your closest friends and about 500 other complete strangers, and yet, you felt the most connected with everyone than ever. Harrison found himself drifting to look at you; the pure contentment on your face and the freeness of your body in your dancing was absolutely amazing. He motioned to you, but you couldn’t hear him very well, so he took the opportunity to touch you, gently. Harrison pulled your face in close as he leaned to whisper in your ear. His breath was hot against your ear, but it caused shivers to run down your spine.

“Do you want to get on my shoulders?” he asked.

“Are you crazy?” you laughed with wide eyes, “I can’t get up there!”

“Trust me. I won’t let you fall,” Harrison looked at you and wiggled his eyebrows. You let out a laugh and a gleeful scream as you took his hand. Harrison squatted down and gave you his knee, his eyes never leaving yours. After you got situated Harrison slowly stood back up, one hand’s fingers pressed into your thighs and the other interlaced with yours. You had to admit, the show was infinitely better from up there and Harrison made sure you were okay the whole time with an occasional squeeze of your hand. It was too soon to say you were falling, but there was a feeling running through your whole body that you were not ready to let go of.

Harrison helped you off his shoulders as the show ended. Part of you was kind of sad that you wouldn’t have the feeling of his fingers pressing into your thighs and the occasional looks up to make sure that you were okay. The feeling was mutual for Harrison; he didn’t want to admit it, but he enjoyed having your legs over his shoulders and even if his mind went elsewhere with that idea, he enjoyed the simplicity of having that moment with you. Your friend turned to you, beaming with happiness, “Girl!! You wanna go get some drinks?? I’ll get the spot set up for fireworks”. You immediately knew that she had already invited Harrison’s friends to join you and was thinking of all the questions she was going to ask you on the ride back to the hotel.

“I’ll come with,” Harrison perked up and looked to you for permission.

Not needing to answer, you winked at your friend and grabbed Harrison’s hand as you turned away to go find some drinks. You thought about holding it the whole way there, but decided against it. You had only just met and barely talked, but Harrison disagreed and as you let go, he tightened up, again looking to you for permission. You simply smiled and laced your fingers together. You had to admit, the fit of his fingers between yours was nearly perfect. It was a little tight, but only because you hadn’t held someone’s hand in a while, but the way his fingers wrapped around the back of your hand was the most amazing feeling that made you break out into a shit eating grin and caused flutters throughout your body.

Once you got close Harrison ran ahead to begin collecting the drinks.

“You go order the booze and I’ll grab everything else,” he said with a wink. Together you walked back to your friends, both arms full of goodies.

The fireworks started to go off, but neither you nor Haz could take your eyes off each other. You muttered to yourself again, those stupid eyes, as you watched the way the firework colors light up in his eyes. Honestly, it was magical; the way the firework color took over the almost translucent blue to become a wonderful purple or red in the glow of his eyes.

Harrison wanted to know everything about you. He wanted to know your passions and your loves, your past, things that you hated, especially the little things. He sat there looking at you with all this wonder and admiration in his eyes as you talked about your job and your future plans. He could see how passionate you were; he loved that you had dreams and were willing to go after them. Harrison was so enthralled by you and the light in your eyes that he didn’t realize you had finished until you said, “Harrison?”

“Oh! Uh,” he chuckled nervously, “sorry. I think it’s amazing that you know what you want to do and you’re going after it. It’s truly amazing… you’re amazing,” he said with a smile.

As you began to mention all the things he’s doing and the admiration you held for him, a young actor just trying his best and giving it his all, he stumbled over his thank you and turned the questions back to you.

“So,” you noted the curiosity in his eyes, “what don’t you like?”

Harrison marveled in the big laugh that you let out, again, finding himself thoroughly captivated in your stories. He couldn’t help but note the things that you loved and hated, just in case he needed them for future use. Meanwhile, you were taking as many mental pictures as possible to remember the look of someone who was truly interested in the things you were saying. It gave you hope; it gave you butterflies, no Harrison gave you butterflies.

You talked about everything. Occasionally the conversation turned a little deep, but it was still so open. You felt free to be wholly you, the version of you that you wanted to be. Harrison helped bring that out of you.

“You’re so great,” he said, looking down and biting his lip a little, “Why are you single? Wait, you are single right?”

You could see the panic on his face, but you just chuckled, “yes, I am single”. Harrison looked at you expectantly. Had it been someone else or maybe somewhere else, you wouldn’t have answered truthfully. You would have said something like, “I enjoy it!” or “I’ve just been too busy to date anyone lately”, but you felt accepted enough to tell him the truth.

“I’ve been so scared to date anyone because I don’t date just to date. I want to actually like the person, right, and I thought if I got into a serious relationship while I was in university or just after that a few years down the road, after we’d become dependent on each other, that it would just crumble and I’d lose a friend. So I decided that not dating anyone would be better than losing someone I loved,” you looked away, unable to look at Harrison.

“You can’t live in fear like that,” he said while turning your face back to him, “but I understand”, and you knew he truly did. Once again, your body filled with those flutters as you looked into his eyes.

The fireworks ended sooner than you would have liked and your friends began to pack up. Harrison routinely stole glances at you as he helped you pack away the day. Your friends began saying their goodbyes to the people they had grown close with over the day and your spirit started to fall. You tried to remind yourself to be happy that you got to experience everything, but you couldn’t help feeling a bit sad. Unwillingly you turned to Harrison to say goodbye and saw the same look in his blue eyes. Those stupid eyes, you thought.

“Thank you,” you said. Harrison was rubbing your arms and looking deeply into your eyes. He was trying his best to remember the way that they looked.

“It was so amazing meeting you,” he said back. There was so much unsaid, but so much understood.

As you were turning away from Harrison, the boy you had grown to have a huge, raging crush on, a smile broke out on your face. You were thinking of all the memories you’d think back on later that night and wish that you had asked for his number, email, something, but also be content in knowing that you had a moment. Harrison, however, was not content. He had just met this amazing woman that shook everything he thought he knew about girls. He was not done with you; he could not let you walk away. Quickly, Haz grabbed your arm and pulled you into him, placing another hand on the side of your face, steadying your body, and planting his lips on yours. At first you didn’t know what was happening, but very quickly, your body melted into his, and your lips began moving with his.

It was everything you thought it would be. It was the fireworks you just saw. It was the spark that you felt when your hands touched for the first time. It was the flutters that took over your whole body and mind every time you looked into his eyes. It was the first time that Harrison saw you. It was the feeling of his fingers against your thighs. It was the pictures of you running through his head. It was the melody of your voice that filled his ears every time you spoke. It was everything you hoped and so so much more.

You broke for a minute and rested your head against Harrison’s, foreheads still touching and fingers still intertwined. You had a great day with a great guy and your friends. You met someone great. Harrison was feeling the exact same way. He never planned on meeting someone, much less meeting someone as amazing as you. It was meant to be an easy weekend and it turned out to be so much more.

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