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babyjakes · 11 months

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event | 5k headcanon party

requested by anon | somnophilia + stepdad andy? congrats on your milestone!

warnings | smut!!. stepcest (soft!dark!stepdad!andy ? reader is asleep so probably.) somnophilia. daddy kink. light fingering.

word count | 388

he’s always the last to go to bed. you’re fast asleep in your room down the hall from the master, which he shares with your mom, who’s also been asleep for about an hour. he “checks in on you” before heading to bed, and finds you laying in just your panties and a tank top, the covers thrown off to the side in your sleep.

he can’t help but stare. he checks his door down the hall, knowing your mother can pretty much sleep through anything. he slips into your room and closes the door behind him.

sitting himself down carefully on the mattress beside you. you’re in a deep sleep, laying on your side with one leg bent up cutely. “my pretty girl,” he murmurs. he reaches out and rubs your knee gently, trying to see if you’ll wake. he knows you’re a heavy sleeper, just like your mom 😈

he gets a little closer, leaning down as he helps ease you onto your back. his big hand running up and down your thigh, inching closer and closer to the lace hem of your panties. the sight of you so innocent and helpless as you sleep has him rock hard and nearly sweating. “it’s okay, princess. daddy’s here, daddy’s gonna take such good care of you.”

he parts your legs, working at a slow pace to avoid waking you. rubs his hand up against your clothed pussy, smiling a bit as you hum softly in your sleep. “my naughty girl,” he whispers, leaning down and kissing your head. “so fucking needy, even in your sleep.” he’s amazed to see you responding so much to him, a wet patch forming beneath his gentle strokes.

he slides your panties to the side, having to hold back a groan as he takes in your perfect petals, just barely visible in the moonlight. “oh honey,” he’s cooing so sympathetically, “look at how wet you are for me. don’t worry. daddy will help you. there,” his finger begins swirling your clit as you whimper and hum so sweetly through your slumber. “such a pretty baby. bet i can get you to cum just like this, huh? you gonna do that for me, sweetheart? gonna cum for daddy in your sleep?”

oh boy 😔👍 this version of stepdad!andy surely does things to me

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toastedkiwi · 2 years

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Chris finding out his fiancé’s kid has a TikTok and has been making logs of shit he’s done. He’s referred to as “the man who fucks my mom” or the more pg version: “the man who shares a bed with my mother.” It’s mostly to make fun of him without mom knowing or getting upset. Chris doesn’t mind as they’ve got a playful butting heads relationship.

#chris evans headcanon #stepdad!chris evans x stepdaughter!reader

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lovers-in-japan-reign-of-love · 2 years

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Masterlist #2 Updated 06/09/2023

One Shots

Stepdad Hemsworth @waywardinfluencervoid — Stepdad!Chris Hemsworth x stepdaughter!reader (platonic)

Part 2 to a Cancer Fic I Wrote @huntective-kyeo — Marvel Cast x f!reader (platonic); pt. 1 @storiesbystarlight

Adopted Hemsworth (requested by anonymous) — Hemsworth family x adopted!reader

Iron Dad (requested by anonymous) — RDJ & Chris Evans x reader (platonic)

Happy 21st @youre-amazing-say-it — Marvel Cast x reader (platonic)

Shaving the Head (requested by anonymous) — Chris Evans x daughter!reader

Trying (requested by anonymous) — Marvel cast x teen!reader

Teen Spirits @supernerdycookietrashblr — Danny F. x Reader

Series

Who Am I? Masterlist — Chris Evans x Younger!Sister!Reader (in progress)

Dead to Me Masterlist — Daryl Dixon x Reader (in progress)

Crimson and Clover Masterlist @idk123906 — Chris Evans x Undercover!Female!Reader (in progress)

A Silent Voice Masterlist — Sebastian Stan x Female!Reader (in progress)

High Hopes Masterlist @kj-1130 — Marvel cast x actor!gn!reader (in progress)

A Tale of English and Math Masterlist inspired by @aescapisms and company — English Professor!Bucky Barnes x Math Professor!Reader/AU!Marvel (in progress)

Til It Happens To You Masterlist — Bucky Barnes x F!Reader (in progress)

This Year’s Love Masterlist — Sam Winchester x Half Demon!F!Reader (in progress)

California Dreamin’ Masterlist (requested by anonymous) — Marvel cast x gn!teen!reader (in progress)

The End of Something Masterlist — Rick Grimes x Reader AU (in progress)

Every Beginning Ends — Pedro!Joel Miller x OC!Mary Hernandez (in progress)

Prompt List

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100 Prompt List

300 Prompt List

I Was Bored Prompt List

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A Tale of English and Math: Where It All Began

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angryschnauzer · 2 years

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Chris Evans Masterlist 2

Welcome to my new Chris Evans masterlist! This is masterlist #2 for Chris with new writing as of 2022. Old Chris stories can be found on my original Chris masterlist here and has stories written between 2013 and 2020 before i took a break from writing him.

All stories below the cut and will be updated as and when new stories are posted. All will be smut unless otherwise stated.

My Henry Cavill masterlist can be found here.

Oneshots

Path to Heaven - Vegas Mobster Chris x Female Reader

Multichapter stories

Boston Bees - coming summer 2022

Ask drabbles

Brat - Professor Stepdad Steve Rogers x College Senior Stepdaughter Female Reader

Threesome - Chris Evans x Female Reader x Henry Cavill

Thighs - Chris Evans x Female Reader

Blanket - Chris Evans x Female Reader

Relax - Ari Levinson x Female Reader

Share - Chris Evans x Female Reader x Henry Cavill

#chris evans masterlist

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falcqns · 3 years

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Could you make a fluff to angst fic where the reader is Chris evans step daughter and she has a half sister thats close in age and was born on her birthday her sister is favorited and blames her for things she didn’t do like bringing people over,bullying etc....

(if your uncomfy with writing this I apologize feel free to ignore)

𝖓𝖊𝖜 𝖇𝖊𝖌𝖎𝖓𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌

☼ 𝔭𝔞𝔦𝔯𝔦𝔫𝔤𝔰: Chris Evans x stepdaughter!Reader

☼ 𝔴𝔞𝔯𝔫𝔨𝔫𝔤𝔰: mentions of learning disabilities, mentions of absent fathers, mentions of death, mentions of cancer, running away, divorce, adoption, angst, fluff.

☼ 𝔞/𝔫: okay i think i'm interpreting this correctly; sometimes my brain jumbles things up!! but, i hope you enjoy!!

you stormed into your bedroom, slamming the door behind you. you flopped on your bed, allowing your pillowcase to soak up all your tears.

15 years of this shit. 15 years of being blamed, being yelled at, being labeled the 'problem child'. 15 years of your sister. you were 16. you turned 16 a week ago, the same day your younger sister turned 15. you expected your sweet 16 to be a joyous day, but it just so happened to be the day that final marks for the school year were released, and of course, your younger sisters marks were much higher than yours, and you got yelled at, while she got praised.

it wasn't that you didn't do your work, it was that you didn't understand the material, no matter how hard you tried. the words seemed to jumble on the page, and no matter how hard you tried, the material would not remain in your brain.

but, that never seemed to matter to your mother. all she cared about were the grades. no matter how many times you insisted that you must have some sort of learning disability, that you needed to be tested, that you would even pay for the diagnosis, you were dismissed, and labeled as lazy. you were compared to your sister, and encouraged to be more like her.

you thought things would change when your stepdad moved in. that he would see how you were struggling, and that you needed help. that he'd see how your mother didn't care. but he didn't. he always took your mothers side, insisting if you just tried harder, you could do it. he was nicer about it at least. he was more encouraging, much more soft spoken, but that didn't change how you felt.

until tonight.

you screamed into the pillow, hoping that that would release your frustrations, but it didn't. you heard your mom stomping up the stairs that were just outside your bedroom, and down the hallway to her shared bedroom with Chris. your sisters footsteps followed, and entered the room next to yours.

you were done. completely, and utterly done. all you wanted was a family that loved and appreciated you, but you couldn't even have that because your mom had to go and get pregnant barely 4 months after you were born, and have your sister with your first stepdad, who didn't stick around, unlike your father, who was forced out of your life by your mother, only to die from cancer when you were three.

you simply couldn't take it anymore. you wiped your remaining tears away. you stood from the bed, and walked over to the closet, and pulled out your adidas duffel bag. you grabbed your favourite clothing items from your closet, and rolled them up as small as you could. you put them in the duffel, followed by some undergarments, and after a quick dash to the bathroom across the hall that you shared with your mom and Chris, you added your toiletries as well. you grabbed your backpack from the desk chair, and stuffed it full of your electronics. you grabbed the chargers, and stuffed them in as well.

you emptied the contents of your purse into the remaining space of your backpack, hoping that the large purse would be big enough for some water bottles and other assorted food. you made sure you had your wallet, and with a last look around your bedroom, you were headed out.

you headed down the stairs slowly, glad that Chris took Dodger with him to set, you knew you wouldn't be able to leave if you had to face the dog. you placed your bags down on the couch, and took your purse into the kitchen. you put 4 water bottles in your purse, as well as some non perishables such as pop tarts, bread, the jar of peanut butter, and 3 soup cans. it wouldn't last too long, but it should sustain you enough to find a cheap restaurant or store, where ever you ended up going.

you walked back into the living room and picked up your things, before heading towards the door. you slipped on your shoes, and grabbed your car keys off of the hook, and headed out to your car. you threw your bags in the back, and hopped in the front seat.

as you pulled out of the driveway, you took a deep breath, knowing that this could very well be the last time that you set foot in that house.

you drove for hours. you crossed state lines, and ended up in new york. you checked into the first hotel you saw, in Albany.

you double and triple checked that you parked your car, before you lugged your bags up to your room. you took a deep breath, knowing you were finally free.

you dropped your bags next to the bed, and flopped down on top of it. you passed out before you even hit the pillow.

you woke up the next morning, and after a nice hotel breakfast, you headed out to the nearest grocery store, before you were heading back to the hotel with some groceries, and plans to look for somewhere to stay. thank god for your fake I.D..

but, those plans were crushed, when you walked in the hotel lobby, and saw Chris standing at the front desk, begging with the concierge to tell him what room you were staying in.

"please, i'm her step father. she ran away last night, and-"

"i am sorry sir, but i cannot give away confidential guest information."

you sighed, and walked up to him. "what are you doing here?" you asked, and he flipped around.

"oh my god, y/n. thank god." he said, pulling you into his arms, and taking shaky breaths. "thank god you're safe."

you pulled away and looked him in the eyes. "how did you find me?"

Chris chuckled. "next time you want to run away, don't use the debit card on the account that your mother has access to." he said, and you mentally slapped yourself.

"please," you said, practically begging. "don't make me go back there."

Chris shook his head, and looked around the lobby. "can we talk in your room?" he asked and you nodded, leading him out of the lobby.

once the door shut behind you, you dropped your bags and looked at him.

"i don't want to go back." you said confidently, and Chris nodded, sitting on your bed.

"you have to. but, your mother won't be there." he said, and you furrowed your brows.

"what?"

Chris looked up at you, a sorrowful look across his features. "i checked the cameras last night, just before the plane landed. and my heart fucking broke, y/n. i saw your mother and sister screaming at you, over something that wasn't even your fault. you didn't break that plate did you?" he asked, and you shook your head. "y/s/n broke it and blamed it on you, didn't she?" you nodded, tears welling up in your eyes.

"then, once i landed, i saw you taking your bags to your car, and leaving. you want to know what i found out yesterday morning from your teachers?" you nodded, sniffling.

"i called your teachers to try and find you some help because your mother refused to, and they could only say good things about you. about how hard working you are. how quiet you are during lessons, but still answering questions. how you ask for help, and have even arranged for help after school. then, i asked about y/s/n. turns out, she's not the angel your mom thinks she is. she's been paying for another kid to do her homework and tests for her, and that's why she's been getting such good grades. your mom has a meeting next week, and she thinks its about y/s/n getting an award, but its really about what she's been doing." you gulped, shocked.

you pinched your brow. "w-what do you mean my mom won't be there?" Chris shook his head, and sniffled.

"i kicked her out. and y/s/n. we're getting a divorce-" he started to explain, and you shook your head, tears spilling down your cheeks. knowing that Chris saw that you weren't lazy, that you weren't a problem child changed your entire view of him. you knew he was going to be the only protection from your mother and sister.

"no. no, no, no, no-" you said, shaking your head. "you can't do that, i need at least one person who's on my side in this family please don't do this." you begged, and Chris reached out for you.

"no, no, no, y/n. you didn't let me finish." he said, and you calmed enough to look him in the eye. "i kicked your mother and y/s/n out, but not you. you're staying."

"w-what?"

Chris nodded, watching as realization spread across your face. "you're staying with me. your mother already agreed to it, and is letting me adopt you. they're leaving, but you're staying."

you took in a shuddering breath, and smiled, before wrapping your arms around him as he continued. "i called your doctor today, and you have an assessment with him to find out about your learning disabilities next Monday. i'm going to get you help, and i promise that you will never feel what you felt with them ever again." he whispered, and he held you in his arms as you cried, rubbing his hands up and down your back.

you sniffled, and snuggled closer, happy that finally, someone understands you.

#chris evans angst #chris evans imagine #chris evans x you #chris evans x female reader #chris evans #chris evans x reader fluff #chris evans fluff #chris evans x reader #chris evans x daughter!reader #chris evans x stepdaughter!reader

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im-in-love-with-pizza-bites · 3 years

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My girl

Chris Evans x stepdaughter!reader (platonic you nasty weirdos)

Summary: He wasn't there for your first steps but he hasn't missed a ball game yet, but that doesn't mean a thing your his baby.

Warnings: fluff, could make you cry especially if this kind of story hits close to home. Mentions absent biological father.

Summary is from lyrics btw

Song: My Girl by Elvie Shane

She don't got my smile, that don't bother me a bit, got somebody else's eyes I'm seeing myself in

You padded through the house, your step dad directly behind you chasing you around trying to tickle you, your only 5 years old.

"Chrissy stop it!" You whined running faster to get away from him.

"No!" He said chuckling as he picked you up and began to tickle you. You smiled, he loves your smile.

"Stop please!" You whined through laughs. He chuckles and stops but brings you into a big bear hug.

"I'm home!" Your mom announces you pull away from Chris and hurry to the door.

I'm holding on to every moment god knows I missed a few. The day we met I knew we had some catching up to do.

You hid behind your mom's leg at 4 years old only peaking out once and a while to see a man standing there. He kneeled down to your height and smiled.

"Hi there peanut I'm Chris."

"I'm y/n!" You said stepping from behind her legs. "Mr. Chris... Can you push me on the swings." You asked.

"Sure kiddo." Chris nods. He has a feeling that he's gonna have a hard time saying no to you.

She ain't my blood, ain't got my name but if she did I'd feel the same.

You sat at the table your parents had big news to tell you. You were 10, Chris had became your dad, not legally but that didn't matter. "What?" You asked the two giddy adults in front of you.

"Your gonna be a big sister!" Chris said. You felt like your heart stopped. You weren't Chris' "real" kid, they were replacing you with a new baby. The pair noticed you worried expression and Chris was quick to asked. "Peanut? You okay? What wrong?"

"Are you replacing me... cause I'm not really your kid?" You asked.

"No bubba!" He sighed going around the table to hug you, your mom was frowning. "No one could replace my little girl."

"Really?"

"Of course. Not even the baby."

I wasn't there for her first steps but I ain't missed a ball game yet, and that ain't gonna change I could never walk away yeah she's my baby, my whole world she ain't my blood but she's my girl

You sat on the bench staring at the bleachers, it was the last game of the season, you only saw three people you recognized, your mom, Chris, and Scott, you had invited your biological dad but the game was almost over and he still wasn't there.

You were called up to bat, you played baseball. Little 9 year old you went to the plate holding your bat high as the ball was pitched to you. You hit it and ran making it home.

"Woohoo!! That's my girl!!" You heard Chris yell from the stands. He was there for every game while your biological dad didn't make it to a single one.

Your first-grade teacher told everyone to draw a picture of their families. You had three stick figures on the page each of them labeled, the tallest one was labeled "daddy", the tiny one was named "me", the last one was labeled "mommy". You got to take them home you excitedly ran into the living room where Chris had been working and showed him the picture. You mom stood nervously at the door way.

It hit me like a train the first time she called me dad in a three stick figure crayon picture with all of us holding hands. Her mama said I understand if it's too soon for this, I didn't let her finish I took it to the kitchen stuck it on the fridge.

"That's you, me, and mommy!" You pointed at each stick figure as you spoke. Chris stared at it shocked, you didn't call him dad, he was Chrissy. Sure he wanted to be dad but he was fine being Chrissy as long as he had his baby girl.

"I understand if it's too soon for thi-" your mom began before was cut off as he put you on his hip and went to the kitchen sticking the drawing to the fridge was a magnet.

"It's perfect. Good job Peanut." He kissed your forehead.

She ain't my blood, ain't got my name but if she did I'd feel the same. I wasn't there for her first steps but I ain't missed a ball game yet, and that ain't gonna change I could never walk away yeah she's my baby, my whole world she ain't my blood but she's my girl

You ran out of the dugout straight into Chris' arms. He expected you to be sad because your biological dad didn't show up but you were beaming.

"Daddy! I ran the game winning home run!" You said happily. "Scottie did you see?" You asked the other man.

"I did! Good job kiddo." Scott high-fived you smiling.

"Mommy did you see?" She nodded breathing a breath of fresh air.

"Coach said he's taking us all out for ice cream!" You added smiling. The three adults shook there head at your excited rambling.

She's Saturday morning cartoons

You were cuddled up on Chris' lap, a bowl of cereal in your own lap as you watched tv. Unaware Chris was smiling at you. At his daughter who dragged him out of bed just because she needed to watch cartoons with someone.

She's hey can I sleep in your room

You padding down the hallway quickly, you just had a nightmare and needed your dad to protect you.

"Daddy?" You pushed him lightly. He slowly stirred awake looking at your mom to see if she was still asleep which she was. "Can I sleep with you I had a nightmare."

"Of course bubba!" He scooted over lifting the blanket so you could crawl into the bed.

She bigger then the plans I had, She making me a better man

He was only in his early 20s when he met you, his career was just shooting off but you, you were more important then that. That's why he was on his way to the er. You fell off the slide at the park, He was on set but your mom called saying you were crying for Chrissy to come.

"Chrissy!" You exclaimed as he walked in. He frowned looking at the cast on your arm. "You came!"

"Of course I came bubba."

She ain't my blood, ain't got my name but if she did I'd feel the same.

You waited nervously to give Chris your present. It was his birthday you were going to ask him to adopt you. You wanted to be a Evans.

"Dad! That's there's one left." You said walking over to him holding an envelope. You stood in front of him shuffling on your feet nervously. He smiled pulling you onto his lap. Taking the present before you noticed, all the adults had their phones out.

"What?" He asked. "Is this a prank? Is that why your filming?"

"No! Now open it!" Your mom said, knowing the longer he takes to open it the more nervous you'll get. He slowly opened the envelope scanning over the page, his eyes caught the big words on the top of the page and he froze. You felt him tense and got really nervous.

You didn't know what to do, you didn't want to say "dad?" Because if he is rethinking this and doesn't want to adopt you, then he might not want to be called dad by you, but you didn't want to say "Chrissy?" Cause it didn't feel right anymore.

"Chris?" Scott asked once he noticed you worrying close to tears.

"You want me to adopt you?" He asked his face breaking into a smile. You had never been more relieved in your life.

"Yeah.."

"Of course!" He exclaimed squeezing you.

I wasn't there for her first steps but I ain't missed a ball game yet, and that ain't gonna change I could never walk away yeah she's my baby, my whole world she ain't my blood but she's my girl.

A/n: well wasn't that just sweet.

#chris evans x teen!reader #chris evans #cevans #chris evans x daughter!reader #daughter!reader #x daughter!reader #chris evans x stepdaughter!reader

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worksby-d · 3 years

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So protective stepdad!Chris has been living rent free in my head all day. I had an idea for it I wanted to toss your way. If you don't like it or aren't inspired, that is TOTALLY fine, but what if Chris is having a day where he's super stressed and his anxiety is getting to him and Ripley is the one that notices him acting different and makes him feel better? You've done so many great examples of him taking care of her and I feel like it could be super cute to see that dynamic flip.

this is such a good idea, thank you for sharing 🥺❤️

pairing: chris evans x reader, chris evans x stepdaughter

summary: your daughter notices chris is feeling down, so she tries her best to cheer him up, the only way a 6-year-old knows how.

word count: ~1000

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“Hey kiddo,” he says, looking up from his laptop. He's sitting at the table when Ripley walks in the room to get a snack. “What are you up to?”

“I don't know,” she shrugs. “I’m hungry.”

“Need help finding something?”

“Mmm,” she hums looking through the cabinet. “No,” she shakes her head, finally grabbing some fruit snacks. Walking over to the table to see what he’s doing, she notices him yawning and rubbing his forehead. “Are you tired?”

“Yeah, you could say that,” he chuckles at her concern, amused at the fact she can tell something’s wrong. “I’m okay though, just working.”

She finishes her fruit snacks and leaves him be, setting out to find you.

“Mom,” she calls, peeking her head in your room where you’re working on folding and putting laundry away.

“Hey sweetie,” your face lights up seeing her. “Come in here,” you wave at her to sit on the bed with you. “What have you been up to?”

“Nothing,” she answers, pausing before going on. “Why is Chris sad?”

Furrowing your brow at her question, you look down at her sitting next to you. “How do you know he’s sad?”

She just shrugs, mumbling a little. “He's yawning, and he's not smiling.”

You know work’s been getting to him more than usual lately, and you feel bad, but hearing your daughter say she can tell, you're proud of her for noticing and being concerned.

“Well, why don't you try cheering him up?” you suggest.

“How?”

“Remember how I always cheer you up?”

“Yeah,” she giggles, and you can practically see the gears turning in her head.

“Then go,” you encourage her, playfully shooing her off the bed.

Chris is in the same spot when she enters the kitchen again a while later. So engrossed in whatever he’s doing, he doesn't notice Ripley standing beside him until she pokes his bicep to get his attention.

Not even giving him a chance to ask what she's up to now, she grabs his hand. “Come with me. I have a surprise.”

Hanging his head, he lets out a short laugh. “Okay,” he looks at her again. “I suppose a surprise is a good reason to take a break."

She leads him to the living room, advising him to sit on the floor where she has pillows and blankets laid out, along with her caboodles she keeps hair accessories in and your makeup bag.

As he sits down, he disguises his laugh as a cough, completely amused at what she's set up. “What is all this for?”

“I’m giving you a beauty day,” she explains as if he should know already. “Mom does this for me when I’m sad.” It clicks for him then, realizing she caught onto his stress, but at her age she’s registering it as sadness. “I’m gonna do your hair and your makeup.”

“Oh, I see,” he nods. “I should have known. Silly me,” he shakes his head. “So what do we do first on a beauty day?”

Instead of answering him she says, “Alexa, play Taylor Swift.” A proud smile grows on her face as “Shake it Off” starts playing. “We listen to music. You can sing along if you like, but you don't have to.”

“Oh good, I’m a little shy,” he whispers, causing her to giggle.

“Then you put this on,” she says, handing him a pink headband. “It helps me not get makeup on your hair.”

He chuckles, but doesn't question her, happily putting the headband on. He has a hard time keeping a straight face as she's instructing him to keep his eyes closed so she can do eyeshadow. “Keep them closed, I don't want to poke you!”

He asks what she's looking for as she's shuffling through the contents of the bag. “Lipstick,” she answers. “Mom has different colors, I want you to pick. Oh, got it,” she exclaims, moving to sit on his legs again. “Do you want red, purple, or pink?”

“Purple?” He’s genuinely thrown off. “Why does your mom have purple lipstick?” Ripley just shrugs, waiting for him to choose. “I want pink,” he finally decides.

“Okay, go like this,” she instructs, sticking her lips out in a kissy-face so he can copy her. “Good job,” she smiles when he does it.

Moving onto his hair, she sits on the couch behind him with all her stuff beside her. She takes the pink headband off so she can comb through his hair. “Do you want pigtails or pretty clips?”

“Hmm,” he pretends to ponder. “That's a hard choice. What do you think will look better?”

“Clips so we can do different colors.”

“That's what I was thinking,” he agrees.

While she's placing her colored butterfly clips throughout his hair, you walk into the room and can't help the laugh you let out. You make your way around the couch, getting a good look at Chris’ makeup and hair.

“You're making him look so pretty, baby,” you giggle. “Can I join?”

“It’s Chris’ beauty day so you have to ask him,” she tells you.

“I guess you can join my beauty day,” he sighs dramatically, patting the space on the floor next to himself.

“Hi,” you smile at him once you're sat down.

“Hi,” he smiles back.

“You doing okay?”

“Yeah,” he carefully nods so as not to move too much. “I am now.”

You lean over to give him a quick kiss, but he must turn his head too far because Ripley scolds him to stop moving.

“Yeah, stop moving,” you play along, hitting his leg, and he rolls his eyes.

“Done,” she announces a few moments later, climbing off the couch to give him a handheld mirror so he can see the makeup and hair.

“Wow,” he muses, taking in the blue and purple eyeshadow look paired with the pink lipstick. “You did so good,” he commends her, tipping his head forward to get a good look at all the clips in his hair. “I’m pretty like you and your mom now.”

“Do you feel better?” she asks, taking the mirror back to put it away.

“Come here,” he holds out his arm so he can pull her in for a hug. “I feel so much better. Thank you.”

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j0elmill3r · 4 years

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Fic Recs!

These are some of my favourite fics from July!

Thrombey Triplet AU by @lozzypoz321 (Knives Out AU)

Superstition by @change-the-world-someday (Criminal Minds, Spencer Reid x GN!Teen!Reader)

Some Kind of Miracle by @afictionaladventure16 (Marvel, Bucky Barnes x F!Teen!Reader)

Robbers by @emmy-writes-sometimes (Tom Holland x F!Reader, Apocalypse AU!)

The Legend Of Bepis by @morizoras-cave (James Mcavoy x Teen!Reader)

Dad by @kiwisomething (Chris Evans x Stepdaughter!Reader)

Fairness by @optimistic-dinosaur-nacho (Ransom Drysdale x Daughter!Reader)

Hotch’s Daughter by @fandomlit (Aaron Hotch x Daughter!Reader)

#fic recs

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toastedkiwi · 2 years

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Does step daughter not like Chris?

She does like him. She just likes to give him shit and give him a hard time. He also will annoy the shit out of her back.

#chris evans headcanon #stepdad!chris evans x stepdaughter!reader

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falcqns · 3 years

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𝖓𝖊𝖜 𝖇𝖊𝖌𝖎𝖓𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖑𝖑

☼ 𝔭𝔞𝔦𝔯𝔦𝔫𝔤𝔰: Chris Evans x stepdaughter!Reader

☼ 𝔰𝔲𝔪𝔪𝔞𝔯𝔶: Chris brings you home and you start your new life.

☼ 𝔴𝔞𝔯𝔫𝔨𝔫𝔤𝔰: reader has adhd and sensory processing disorder, slight angst, fluff, Chris is an amazing dad to reader.

☼ 𝔞/𝔫: thank you for reading and i hope you enjoy!!

you drove him a few hours later, following Chris's car in your own. you had no idea what was going to happen when you got back to Boston, but you had a feeling a certain someone was going to be throwing a temper tantrum.

you made it just before dinner time, and a smile spread on your face when you saw that both your mom and your sister's cars weren't in the driveway. you parked in your usual spot, and followed Chris through the house.

"i figured we could start out with moving bedrooms for you." Chris said, and you looked at him quizzically as he grabbed a water bottle from the kitchen. he smirked when he saw the confusion on your face. "i'd been trying to convince your mom for a while to allow you to have y/s/n's room. you're older, and she really doesn't need any more space, considering how messy she is."

you chuckled, and took the water from his hand. "where's Dodge? you asked, looking around and not seeing the happy puppy anywhere.

"at my moms. i dropped him off yesterday before coming after you. i wouldn't put it past your mother to take him with her, and he wouldn't enjoy sitting in the car for too long." he said, and he led you up the stairs.

he opened the door to y/s/n's room, and stepped in. "her stuff isn't packed up yet, they just grabbed a few essentials and left, but their coming back at some point today or tomorrow to pack and move their things. but, i thought we could just get a jump start on things, and move you in here. it has a master bathroom, just like mine, and then we won't have to share anymore. you can turn your room into whatever you want." he explained, and you nodded, looking around at your new room.

you had a lot of work to do. y/s/n had a lot of stuff, and she never took care of her room the way you were taught to. she had clothes all over the floor, and there were even more unworn clothes still in their bags from the store. no wonder she never had any money.

"i'll grab a garbage bag, and we can get started." Chris said.

a few hours and a meal from mcdonald's later, the room was almost done. you were putting your finishing touched on your rainbow wall that Chris had helped you make, when you heard an engine rumbling in the driveway. you dismissed it, thinking it was Chris coming home with Dodger.

you hung up the last photo, a photo of Superman in Justice League, when your door opened. you flipped around, a smile on your face, a smile that fell when you saw who exactly was standing there.

your sisters face contorted into anger, before she took in the room. when she noticed that none of the things in the room belonged to her, she flipped out, and stormed off to find your mother.

"MOOOM! Y/S/N MESSED UP MY ROOM!"

you sighed, rolling your eyes, and turning back to your bed. you grabbed your phone off of it, and texting Chris.

"mom and y/s/n are here just so you know," you sent, and locked your phone just as your mother came storming in the room. you saw the anger burning behind her eyes.

"you've really done it now." she said. "as if causing constant problems, not doing your school work, and being disobedient wasn't enough, you had to go and do this? this is your sisters room, not yours."

you shook your head, a little confused. "uhm, no, it's not. it's mine now. that's what Chris said. he helped me do the majority of this. he said th-" you began to defend, but she cut you off.

"i don't care what he told you. this is my house too, and you aren't going to get to sit here and get away with all of this bullshit that i've put up with for 16 years." you gulped, hoping Chris was on his way home.

"y/s/n and i aren't moving out, so you best get packing to move back into your room." she said, and turned on her heel. as she did, you heard Chris enter the house. you sat down on the bed, your hands shaking slightly. you knew she wasn't telling you the truth, but there was that nagging thought in the back of your head that maybe, just maybe, they'd worked things out, and you would be forced back into the other room.

to any other person, it wouldn't be that big of a deal. but to you, moving rooms signified the change in your life. you were losing a 'mom' and a 'sister', but you were gaining a dad. a dad who understood you, and wanted to get you help in school. moving back into the old room, to you, signified that nothing was changing. that you were going to be stuck in the same rut you have been for 16 years.

you heard some voices downstairs, and talking slowly developed into yelling. you had no idea exactly what the voices were saying, but they were loud enough to make you crawl under the covers on your bed, and wait for them to stop. once they did, you heard feet coming up the stairs, and you curled up tighter, thinking they belonged to your mother.

the door opened, and you braced yourself for the screaming of a lifetime, but it never came. instead, you were greeted with a weight sitting on your bed, and a warm hand rubbing your back.

"it's okay. they're not staying. they're packing their things up right now, and then they'll be gone. don't worry, nothing she said about you was true." Chris reassured you. you nodded, and sniffled.

"you're going to be okay."

a year and and a half later, and you were a completely different girl. Chris had officially adopted you, and you'd called him dad ever since that court date that had been attended by his entire family.

to your surprise, your mother stayed in Boston. y/s/n and you still attended the same school, and you two stayed away from each other. there was no hope for a relationship with you two, and Chris never pushed you.

speaking of Chris, you had never been more grateful for your dad. he'd held true to his promise about getting you help. he'd taken you to every doctor he could, and after receiving your diagnosis's of ADHD and Sensory Processing Disorder, he'd taken every precaution possible to ensure you were able to thrive. he'd worked with your teachers, and you were allowed to leave the classroom and go for walks when needed. he enrolled you in gymnastics and yoga. you had a tutor, and he gave you an Erin Condren planner that could be personalized with sticker kits to help you keep on top of everything. he made sure you had as many stress relieving techniques such fidget toys, and you had recently started occupational therapy.

you were Chris's happy girl, a sharp contrast to 'the problem child' as you were described to be when he first met your mother. you had been instantly accepted as a part of the family, and he always made sure you knew that you were the number one priority in his life. wether that meant not taking a role because he'd have to be away from you for too long, or taking the role and adjusting your life and schedule to ensure that you could come with him. no issue was too big or too small in his eyes, not when it came to his daughter, his little girl.

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toastedkiwi · 4 years

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Chris Evans Masterlist

Most recent is at the top.

Last Updated: September 23rd, 2021

One-Shots

Snore (Daughter!Reader)

Summary: you and your daughter wake up to your dad snoring.

Christopher (Ex-Wife!Reader)

Summary: Chris is drunk and stops by. Do read the warnings first and it’s more of an 18+ story.

Pasta (Italian!Reader)

Summary: Chris decides to mess with you so he breaks the pasta in half.

Silence (Sister!Reader)

Summary: Chris visits you while you’re in the hospital.

Sack of Candy (Daughter!Reader)

Summary: you’ve returned home from your adventures of trick or treating.

Muse (popstar!reader)

Summary: Chris talks about you in front of his cast mates in an interview.

Bambi (ice skater!reader)

Summary: you’re just skating when this random dog comes onto the ice. Fluff.

Play (child!reader)

Summary: your big brother comes over to play with you. Kind of shitty.

Tweets Chris & His Kids Post (Wife!Reader)

Summary: you and Chris have six kids. Four of them are on Twitter. More tweets.

Cuddle (Wife!Reader)

Summary: Chris comes down from the top bunk to snuggle with you.

Done (Daughter!Reader)

Summary: Chris is done for today.

Pinned (Wife!Reader)

Summary: you try the trend of pinning your s/o against a wall.

Finding A Lost Dodger (Model!Reader)

Summary: it’s in the title. Fluff.

Guppy (Daughter!Reader)

Summary: your dad finishes work early and surprises you onset. Fluff.

I’m On A Horse (Wife!Reader)

Summary: Chris is on a horse on your family’s farm. Fluff.

Tweets Chris Would Make After Listening to Your First Album (Sister!Reader)

Summary: based off of Olivia Rodrigo’s album Sour.

Actor On Model (Model!Reader)

Summary: you and Chris do a couple’s interview. Fluff.

Infante (Italian!Reader)

Summary: you want a baby. Fluff.

Just A Crush (Stan!Reader)

Summary: you visit your brother on set and meet a certain someone who is smitten with you. Fluff.

Turtles (ADHD!Reader)

Summary: you get turtles instead of carrots. Fluff.

Booty Call (UFCFighter!Reader)

Summary: Chris invited you over at 1am only to find you beaten up standing on doorstep.

Late (Wife!Reader)

Summary: Chris is very late. Fluff.

Rumors (Wife!Reader)

Summary: there’s rumors of you cheating on Chris. Fluff

Hands (Girlfriend!Reader)

Summary: Chris noticed some things about your hands. Lil angsty.

Fun Size (Wife!Reader)

Summary: you have decided to tell Chris that you know why you have small boobs. Fluff.

Apocalypse (Wife!Reader)

Summary: the sky be looking like we’re in an apocalyptic world and it freaks out Chris. Fluff. Nervous!Chris.

Crying & Hugs (Actress!Reader)

Summary: Chris learns you aren’t a big crier or hugger. Fluff.

Big Brother Chris (Sister!Reader)

Summary: you snuggled up with your brother. Fluff.

BFF (Best Friend/Pregnant!Reader)

Summary: you’ve been avoiding your best friend ever since you found out that he knocked you up. Angst.

Piglet (Sister/Dyslexic!Reader)

Summary: you have a tough time reading the book that’s been assigned in school. Fluff.

Purple Bows (Dad!Chris)

Summary: Chris does your daughter’s hair. Fluff.

Boundaries (Ex-Wife!Reader)

Summary: your ex comes to see the kids in the middle of the night. Angst.

Waking Up To You (Wife!Reader)

Summary: it’s the first morning that you and Chris are husband and wife. Fluff.

Firefly (Firefighter!Reader)

Summary: You come home to Chris after a shift of bad calls. Angst.

First Dance (Wife!Reader)

Summary: your first dance as husband and wife. Fluff.

Sharing is Caring (Tall!Reader)

Summary: you steal your boyfriend’s pants. Fluff.

Eve (Ex!Reader)

Summary: you drop your son off with his father and he invites you in. Slightly angsty but mainly fluff.

Homesick (Russian!Reader)

Summary: you’re feeling homesick. Angst but turns fluffy.

Drunken Night (Sister!Teen!Reader)

Summary: you come home drunk and both your brothers are home watching a movie. Fluff.

Drunk In Love (Wife!Reader)

Summary: you and Chris aren’t sober at all. Fluff.

Broken Water (Pregnant!Reader)

Summary: you and your husband are in the middle of an interview when your water breaks. Fluff.

Toxic (Actress!Reader)

Summary: you get interviewed on the red carpet and asked about your costar. Fluff.

It’ll be okay (Best Friend!Reader)

Summary: instead of going home to his house where his family awaits to meet the newest Evans, Chris goes to you. Angst.

Gentle Touch (Daughter!Reader, Elizabeth Olsen)

Summary: once again, Chris finds you in Lizzie’s trailer but this time it’s not for a reason he likes. Fluff.

Burnt (Hawaiian!Reader)

Summary: Chris gets sunburnt when visiting you and your island paradise. Fluff.

Dad (Stepdaughter!Reader)

Summary: it’s Chris’s birthday and you got him something very special. Fluff.

Sunsets (Popstar!Reader)

Summary: you surprise your biggest fan. Fluff.

Waddle (Pregnant!Reader)

Summary: you waddle and your husband finds it hilariously cute. Fluff.

First Man (Daughter!Reader, Harry Styles x Popstar!Reader)

Summary: you debut a song on stage at the AMAs. Based off of First Man by Camila Cabello. Fluff.

Daddy’s Little Girl (Daughter!Reader)

Summary: enough is enough. You leave once you turn 18. It’s too late for Chris to get back the time. Very Angsty. Little insight on what happens after.

Cheerios (Wife!Reader)

Summary: some Cheerios spill. Fluff.

Wrong Cards (Teen!Reader)

Summary: on a fateful day, Chris meets you. Angst.

Stood Up (Sister!Teen!Reader)

Summary: you get stood up on a date. Fluff.

Stars are cooler (Soldier!Reader)

Summary: it’s your first Fourth of July back from being overseas. Angst. PTSD.

Lost The Baby (Wife!Reader)

Summary: Chris thinks he lost the baby. Fluff.

Mean Girls (Sister!Teen!Reader)

Summary: supposed friends talk behind your back. Fluff.

The Presentation (Sister!Teen!Reader)

Summary: you want to go to your boyfriend’s house and your parents say no. But you’ve got a presentation. Fluff.

Cheesecake (Sister!Teen!Reader)

Summary: your older brother ate the slice of cheesecake that you were saving. Fluff.

Forgotten (Stepdaughter!Reader)

Summary: you’re left at school while your mom and stepdad have left for a weekend getaway. Angst.

Left Boob (Pregnant!Reader)

Summary: Chris grabs your left boob.... it’s fine, the two of you are married. Fluff.

He’s just a baby (Girlfriend!Reader)

Summary: someone gets his wisdom teeth taken out finally. Fluff.

Drained (Sister!Teen!Reader)

Summary: after a rough day at school filled with bullying and embarrassment, you just want to curl up in your bed and sleep it off but your family has other plans especially with someone that has come into town. Angst but fluff.

The Phone (Deaf!Reader)

Summary: you lose your phone on the subway. Fluff.

Words (Deaf!Reader, Soulmate AU)

Summary: Chris never had any words on him to signify that he has a soulmate like everyone else. Angsty but Fluffy.

The Hat (Drunk!Reader)

Summary: you’re very drunk and you find a hat that you like a lot. You have to have it. Fluff. Part two: Another Hat.

Glasses (Fiancé!Reader)

Summary: you get your first pair of glasses. Fluff.

Sweet Pea (Dad!Chris)

Summary: baby Evans falls into the pool. Fluff.

Fangirl, Fangirl 2.0 (Popstar!Reader)

Summary: Chris meets you, his celebrity crush, at the Grammys. Fluff. Also, I thought I lost the first but clearly didn’t. Same one shot just written differently.

Are you high? (ADHD!Reader)

Summary: Chris finally figures out that you have ADHD when you forget to take your meds. Fluff.

Starring Role (Famous!Reader)

Summary: in a new spy thriller, you’re paired with none other than Chris Evans for your first movie. Bullet point fic.

At Last (Ballerina!Reader)

Summary: Chris talks about his beloved dance partner. Fluff. ~might be redone.

Thunder Buddies (Teen!Reader)

Summary: Thunder comes. Scott isn’t around but Chris and Dodger are. Fluff.

Asthma (Asthmatic!Reader)

Summary: Chris finally finds out that you have bad asthma. Fluff.

Series

Fake Girlfriend to Wife

Summary: just a multi-part series of your relationship with Chris.

Status: COMPLETED.

Royalty (Princess!Reader)

Summary: a collection of drabbles/one shots set where the reader is a princess in Genovia.

Status: on-going but slow updates.

Elliotte Evans (OFC)

Copycat

Summary: a collection of drabbles/one shots following the fifth Evans.

Status: on-going but slow updates.

Not The Right Time

Summary: You’re both in the same place at the same time but it just isn’t the right timing yet to introduce yourselves to each other.

Roomies (Roommate!Reader/Popstar!Reader)

Summary: collection of drabbles focused on the reader and Chris being roommates.

Shy!Reader

Summary: just a specific reader.

Mama (Single Dad!Chris)

Summary: Chris’s son, Jackson, calls you mama.

A Text Exchange Between Siblings: The Masterlist

Summary: you, Chris, and Scott have a group chat and it’s utter chaos.

Kardashian!Reader Headcanons

Toddler!Evans Headcanons

Deaf!Reader

Other Characters

>Ransom Drysdale

Sweater (Soft!Ransom)

Summary: you’re wearing his sweater. one shot. Fluff.

Ransom’s Return

Summary: Ransom returns to you to find something unexpected. Series.

>Andy Barber

Ice Cream Samwich (Wife!Reader)

Summary: after a crappy day at work, the youngest Barber gets to share an ice cream sandwich with her father. Fluff.

>Steve Rogers

Truth Hurts (Wife!Reader)

Summary: Bucky finds out the truth.

Themyscirian (Amazonian/Assistant!Reader)

Summary: the boys wonder where you’re from.

Government Property (Wife!Reader)

Summary: your husband brings something home that he shouldn’t have and needs you to deliver it the person that it does belong to. (Some possible The Falcon & The Winter Soldier spoilers. Also based off of episodes one and two.)

Cookie Dough Ice Cream (Pregnant!Reader)

Summary: an agent says something about Steve’s relationship not thinking that the Captain can hear him. one shot. Fluff.

Back to the Future (Wife!Reader)

Summary: Your husband is Steven Grant Rogers but he crashed a plane into the ocean. one shot. Fluff.

>Stucky Masterlist

Main Masterlist

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toastedkiwi · 4 years

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Dad

Summary: it’s Chris’s birthday and you got him something very special.

Pairing: Stepdad!Chris Evans x Stepdaughter!Reader

“Hey, I thought I said no presents,” Chris said as you come out to the patio with your mom behind you and a nicely wrapped box in hand.

“Who the fuck said it was for you?” You sassed.

You get smacked upside the head and receive a chorus of “language.” Chris laughs at you of course.

“Fine, be that way. I’ll just take my present back, Dad,” you said looking at Chris.

“No! Gimme! Gimme!” he said making grabby hands at you.

He gets smacked upside the head and his mother asked, “where’s your manners?”

You laughed at his expense along with many others that have gathered for Chris’s birthday. It’s just his side of the family.

“Please?!” Chris said as you come up to him.

You hand him his present and he smiles.

“Thank you, bubs,” he said.

“You’re welcome,” you said still standing next to him.

“Why are you filming, Scott?” Chris asked.

“Just shut your face and open your present,” Scott said.

“Ya know, it’s my birthday,” Chris said.

“Yes, I fuckin’ do. Just open it!” Scott said.

“Asshole— wait, is it a fuckin’ snake again, Y/n?!” Chris asked looking at you.

“You’ll just have to open it and find out,” you said with a mischievous smirk.

Chris grabs your wrist and pulls you into his lap. There’s more laughter from everyone. You just look at your mother who’s shaking her head.

“Are you seriously using your wife’s kid as a shield?” Shanna asked.

“Yes,” Chris smiles.

“Asshole,” you muttered.

“Love you too,” he whispered softly and pressed a kiss to your cheek.

Chris finally starts pulling off the wrapping.

“Oooooo, new shoes?” Chris said seeing the shoe box.

“I want some new shoes!” Ryan, your four year old half-brother, said running out into the background.

“We bought you some last week, Ry,” Chris said as your mom puts Ryan into her lap.

“Oh, I remember now!” Ryan exclaimed.

Chris chuckles and opens the shoe box up to find pink tissue paper. He pulls out the tissue paper to find some papers with typed words on them. He pulls them out and starts reading.

“What does it say?” Scott asked.

“It says to “shut the fuck up and let me read”,” Chris said as Ryan gasped at his dad’s words

“Yeah, let the old fart read, Uncle Scottie,” you sassed.

Chris is quick to put a hand over your mouth and keep his eyes to the pieces of paper. His eyes start to water and he bites his bottom lip.

“Oh my god,” Chris said.

He pulls your legs over his and wraps his arms around you tightly. You hug him back.

“You really want me to be your dad?” He asked you quietly.

“You already are my dad. This just makes it legal,” you said teary eyed.

“Bubba,” he whispered.

“We also changed my last name to Evans,” you said.

“Really?” He asked.

You nod your head. It obviously had to happen. Chris has always been there since you were six years old. Your dad left when you were just two. He wanted nothing to do with you or your mom anymore. But then Chris came along and you had a dad. Soon they got married and had your little brother who’s a little weasel. And Chris has done any and everything to make sure that you’re included and his kid even though you aren’t biologically his. You couldn’t have asked for a better dad.

“Fucking shit, you’re making me cry, Munchkin,” Chris said wiping away his tears.

“Language!” Ryan yelled.

“I’m sorry, Ryan,” Chris said still holding you tightly.

“You should be,” the four year old sassed.

Chris just smiles knowing he’s the major contributor to all the sass both his kids have. You’re Evans after all.

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toastedkiwi · 4 years

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Forgotten

Summary: you’re left at school while your mom and stepdad have left for a weekend getaway.

Pairing: Stepdad!Chris Evans x Stepdaughter!Reader

It’s been a bad day. It’s raining hard as you stand outside. You don’t know anyone at this new school. You’re already the target of some bullying from the popular girls at the school which of course happened today. You missed your bus due to not knowing which one you’re supposed to get on. You did send your mom a text but you don’t know if she got it because your phone died. It’s a bad day.

You give up after two hours of waiting outside the school for her. You sort of know where Chris lives. You just don’t think it’s gonna be a safe trek. You hope to god you don’t end up dead in a ditch somewhere. You hope pedophiles and serial killers are put off by the bad weather today.

You get lost a couple times which has made you start full on crying. And thankfully Dodger’s in the window letting you made it to Chris’s place but sadly, the door is locked and nobody thought to give you the key. And it seems like it’s just Dodger home.

“It’s o-okay, Dodge, I’m gonna try the garage,” you sniffled putting a shaky hand on the window where his paw is.

You move away and head to the garage. You try opening the door but it won’t budge. You kick it out of anger and go to the side door. Its locked.

“Fuck,” you said.

You go to the fence gate. You have to scale it since it just won’t budge out. You fall onto your hands/elbows and along with your knees onto the hard ground. You pull yourself up to find that a mud pile has blocked the gate because Dodger loves to dig holes and he dug one off the side. It just seems like the world is truly against you.

“Hey, buddy,” you whimpered greeting the pooch who stands at the glass door.

You try it. It’s locked. You just break down on the deck as the rain keeps pouring down.

“She hasn’t texted me yet,” your mother said worrying.

“She’s probably fine, Amy,” Chris said.

She straddles his hips and said, “when I was a teenager, I threw parties, Chris. And she’s home alone. She’s just like me. I don’t want her to be getting knocked up by some boy like I did when I was her age.”

“I’ll call Scott to check on her and Dodger and the house,” Chris said.

When Scott gets to the house, you’re sitting on the porch right by the window where Dodger barks at his presence. You look miserable. Your cheeks are tear stained. You’re shaking like twig in the wind. Your shoes are muddy along with the sleeves. You’re still soaked. Scott’s heart just breaks. He’s talked with you a few times if he’s ever over. He can get more out of you than Chris can. But it’s still very clear that you have some huge walls up.

“W-Where’s my mom?” You asked.

“Chris and her are on weekend getaway— wait, did they not tell you?” Scott asked.

You shake your head no and said, “I- I didn’t know.”

That doesn’t sit well with Scott at all. He helps you up onto your feet.

“I- I tried all the doors but- but they’re locked,” you cried. “I don’t have a key- a-and my phone died. I- I- I waited at the school.”

Scott unlocks the door and pulls you inside as you tell him what happened. He feels just awful about what happened and you managed to slip out that you don’t have any friends at school and that other kids are just cruel in your need to make that you don’t get blamed or yelled at by Chris. It’s clear you feel like he doesn’t like you at all.

“Hey, know what? Go take a shower. Get some clean clothes on. I’ll handle Dodger. I’ll order us some pizza and I’ll let Chris and your mom know what happened,” Scott said.

You nod as tears streamed down your cheeks and your lips tremble. He gives you a brief hug before letting you up the stairs. You trip up the stairs and just keep going and disappear from his view.

“C’mon, bubs, lets get you fed,” Scott said heading off to the kitchen.

He feeds Dodger and lets the pooch out. He orders a large pepperoni pizza knowing you both share the same tastes. He makes sure to hear the shower running before he gives a snarky report to the couple who clearly forgot about you but then again, you just didn’t have the right cards playing in your favor and it was a last minute trip planned by Chris. Your mom had been stressed out about everything and especially with work. She needed to get away. It’s completely understandable. But you probably do too.

“Is there a party at my house?” Chris immediately asked.

“No, you ass hat. I get to your stupid ass place to find the poor girl soaked and crying on the porch because she can’t get into the house ‘cause everything was locked up,” Scott said and he’s very livid.

“She has a key, Scott,” Chris said.

Scott scoffed and said, “then she would’ve been in the house, Chris! I’d be dealing with a pissed off teenager who wasn’t invited to go to the beach with you two. She also didn’t know you two were going off to the beach house.”

Chris looked at Amy and said, “I thought you told her.”

“I told you to tell her,” Amy said.

“I don’t care who told who to tell Y/n! You both fucked up. She waited two hours at the school to be picked up in the rain because she doesn’t know what bus she’s supposed to be on,” Scott said. “But nobody would get her because you two assumed that she knew. I get that you two have been stressed out and shit but my niece is having a rough time too.”

He lets them know what else has been happening and how it’s quite clear that you believe that Chris doesn’t like you at all. It’s far from the truth.

Soon enough, you come back down the stairs in a hoodie and sweatpants. The phone call is over and the pizza just arrived. You both eat on the couch with Deadpool playing on the TV. Scott also makes sure that you’re wrapped up in a blanket. You seem to be cheering up a bit —well, as much as you can after a hellish day.

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It’s a little after 11pm when they come home. Dodger doesn’t greet them. He’s in your room with you and Scott. The couple head up the stairs. Your mom opens the door to see that you’re curled up to Scott asleep. Dodger is laying on the foot of the bed.

“Chris!” Scott whispered.

“What?” Chris said.

Scott motions him to come closer. Chris comes closer. Scott has Chris switch places with him. It involves them arguing in hushed whispers. Your mom gets after them. You wake up to your head on Chris’ bicep and he’s partially on your bed.

“Get out,” you said trying to push the giant log of a human being.

“Nice going, Chris. You woke her up,” Scott sassed.

Chris rolls to his side. You push against his chest but he doesn’t budge.

“Chris, just get out of her bed,” Amy said.

“No.”

He pulls you against his chest. He tucks your head right under his chin. You try kicking him but it does nothing except get Dodger off the bed. You’re getting frustrated. Scott sneaks away knowing that he should let his brother and your mom handle this on their own. They don’t need his input.

“I’m sorry about what happened today,” Chris said.

“Yeah, honey. It wasn’t supposed to be like this,” your mom said getting into your view.

“Oh so you two were supposed to be fucking on the beach and drinking margaritas while I’m stuck with his dog?!” You hissed with tears burning your eyes.

“Hey! Dodger is a great dog,” Chris said.

“He’s not my dog!” You yelled looking at him. “He’s not my responsibility!”

“You’re right,” Chris said wiping away some of your tears. “I didn’t want you being all by yourself in my house. We should’ve brought you with us. Blame it on me. I didn’t think you’d want to come with us. I thought that you might enjoy having time to yourself without me around, Y/n.”

“No! Y-You don’t want to spend time with me,” you insisted crying. “That’s why.”

“That’s not true at all, honey,” your mom said as Chris holds you tightly.

“I do want to spend time with you, Y/n. Know what? You and me will go out tomorrow. Just the two of us,” Chris promised as you cried. “We’ll do whatever you want.”

He pulls your blanket more to make sure you’re covered and he rubs your back. You bury your face into Chris’ chest. Chris looks at your mom and she looks very worried and tired.

“I got her, babe. Get some sleep,” Chris said.

Amy sighs and leans over her man. She presses a kiss to your head and she kisses Chris. She leaves the room closing the door. Chris starts talking quietly about whatever he can think of. You fall asleep.

“Don’t you worry, kid. We’re gonna have fun tomorrow,” he whispered.

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I was wondering if you could do a chris evans x step daughter type thing where hes trying to bond with her and brings up captain America but shes not that interested in marvel so chris has to take a different route. I'm so sorry if this is too detailed

Notes: I’d like to thank @rororo06 for the suggestion!! I hope you like it.

I don’t own the gifs/pictures used.

Warnings: Maybe some angst, some spelling errors probably, Chris and stepdaughter!reader trying to bond

Word Count: 717

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Your mother’s been dating Chris Evans for the last couple of months. He’s a good guy, you’ll admit it, but you’ve yet to really warm up to him. It’s been less than two years since your parents’ divorce, and you’re still pretty raw over that. To you, it feels as though your father is being replaced. But you can see how badly Chris wants to get to know you, to make you feel comfortable around him, and you can’t help but feel a little guilty for making him go all out just to make you happy. But at the same time, you know it’ll probably be a while until you fully trust him or feel comfortable around him.

Unfortunately, your mother caught onto that and opted to go visit some friends of hers for the day. Which meant you’d be left home with Chris. You’re not sure if your mother knew of your aloofness towards Chris or if it recently got brought to her attention, but it ticked you off that she’d leave you alone with her boyfriend so suddenly. In the months since your mother and Chris got together, you rarely spent any alone time with him. You couldn’t bring yourself to do so; it felt like you’d be betraying your father if you got attached to some guy your mom brought home. Now you don’t really have a choice.

You texted nearly all of your friends to see if they were available, but they either had work or were busy with something else. You came close to calling your father until you remembered he was away on business, and it’ll be weeks until you see him again. So your options are this: stay in your room until your mom comes home, whenever that is, or leave your room and risk interacting with Chris. You opted for the former. And for the most part it worked, until the two hour mark hit and you heard a knock on your door. You nearly jumped out of your skin, looking up from your phone to see Chris standing in your doorway, looking a little anxious.

“Can I come in?” he asks. You give a halfhearted shrug before looking back at your phone. There’s a long pause before you hear footsteps coming in your room, towards your bed where you’re sitting. You feel the foot of your bed dip and you know Chris is sitting there. “I know this might be difficult for you,” he says, sounding just a little unsure, “but I want you to feel comfortable around me, I want... I just think we can get along if we get to know each other.”

You glance up at him, studying his features for a moment. He looks just as unsure as he sounds. Your guilt bubbles to the surface, reminding you that maybe you’re treating him a bit unfairly. You swallow thickly, trying (and failing) to push your guilt down.

“What do you want to know?” you ask. You’re hesitant, not sure what he’s going to say.

“What kinds of movies do you like?”

Oh God. Do you say Marvel? They’re good movies, but they’re not your favorite, but you don’t know if it’ll hurt his feelings if you say that. But you can’t just lie to make him feel better, that’ll make you feel even worse.

“I guess Marvel movies,” you respond. “They’re not my favorite, but they’re a good way to pass the time.”

Chris lets out an airy chuckle. “I suppose I can cross that out then,” he states.

You furrow your brows. “Why?”

“I was thinking we could do a movie marathon,” he responds. “But since Marvel’s not your favorite, I think we could try something else.”

“Sorry,” you say, “it’s nothing against you or Captain America but I just couldn’t get invested in those movies.”

Chris waves it off. “Don’t worry about it,” he replies. “We can figure out something else. If you’re okay with it.”

You give another shrug, this time with a small smile on your face. “That’s fine,” you respond. You can’t keep putting this aside, you know that, and maybe it’ll be beneficial. You already know Chris is a nice guy, and while he could never replace your father, he could become something of a friend to you.

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