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downtherabbit-holes · 4 months
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sun’s out ☀️
dad!chris evans x reader
summary: the evans family is on vacation!
warnings: tooth rotting fluff, reader fangirling over everyone 😂, i chose the names Kairo and Amari for the kids (imagine your own names if you want <3) ITS ALL FAKE RELAX. lmk if I missed anything
face claim: maya jama
authors note: im new, be nice ;) Dividers from @saradika <3 also please send requests!!!
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yourinstagram ☀️’s out 🍑’s out
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chrisevans we out here
↳ yourbsf I see she’s teaching u some lingo
chrisevans nah, I’ve always known some
yourbsf sureeeeee... gramps
imsebastianstan bring back my babies #now!
↳ yourinstagram NO THEY’RE MINE!
imsebastianstan c’monnnnn
chrisevans flexible mama
↳ yourinstagram 😏😏😏
yourbsf ewwwww
user28 mom and dad are FLIRTINGGGG
yourbsf my baby Kai is such a good big sister ❤️
↳ yourinstagram aww she is. she says she misses you
yourbsf tell her I miss her wayyyyy more
zendaya hot lady
↳ yourinstagram you’re the hottest lady
loriharvey stunning fam
chrisevans
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chrisevans parents night out 🥂
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yourinstagram you looked so damn good
↳ chrisevans ME?! I couldn’t take my eyes off you the whole night❤️
yourinstagram love you chrissy
chrisevans love you more y/n/n
imsebastianstan looking flyy 🤤🔥
↳ chrisevans thanks man 👊🏻
imsebastianstan was talking about your mrs
chrisevans 🙄🙄🙄
yourinstagram mwah sebby 💋
yourbsf WHERE DID YOU LEAVE MY BABIES!!!
↳ chrisevans woah
yourinstagram yea woah. 🤣
zendaya I’m babysitting 🙋🏽‍♀️
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imsebastianstan SISTERS?!
↳ yourinstagram yes.
chrisevans my girls ❤️
↳ yourinstagram love youu
user283 they are so cute I can’t
username91 I know! They are so adorable 🥺🥰
yourbsf my baby Kai Kai ☀️❤️
↳ yourinstagram she says she wants to “leep with lala and barkie” (cuddles with auntie and your dog) 😂❤️
yourbsf OMG I don’t care what the dogs name was before, it’s barkie now!
ayeshacurry my fav
↳ yourinstagram miss uuu 💗
ayeshacurry miss you moree lovie
yourinstagram send my love to the fam 💕
ana_d_armas leave him, be with me. I’m good with kids, Kai n Mari already love me. It all checks out 🤷🏻‍♀️
↳ yourinstagram hmmmm... sounds good! 💍
chrisevans HEY!
ana_d_armas don’t try and break up a happy couple Chris
yourinstagram yea gramps
chrisevans oh okay, I’m taking Mari, Kai AND dodger.
yourinstagram wait, WAIT
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yourinstagram I don’t see sunscreen
↳ chrisevans I just rubbed it in real goooood
yourinstagram hm okay 👀
username838 omg dad Chris 😭❤️
imsebastianstan you’re OBVIOUSLY interrupting Mari
↳ chrisevans yea, he hates when I whip out the phone during important father-son time.
imsebastianstan stop being inconsiderate and make a fricken sand castle 😠
lizzo might just be the cutest kid ever
↳ yourinstagram I’m fangirling so hard rn 😧
aarontaylorjohnston lovely family ❤️
↳ chrisevans thanks man 😁
yourinstagram atj...
chrisevans y/n please
yourinstagram OMG ATJ!
chrisevans 🤦🏻‍♂️
aarontaylorjohnston 😂❤️
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afictionalwhor3 · 4 months
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Daddy's Little Girl
A/N: Ik this isn't top gun but I was looking through my drafts and thought this was the cutest ever so I decided to post :)
Warnings: Reader and Chris get into a little argument and Chris is a little sad but other than that fluff.
Mob!Dad!Chris Evans x Wife!Mom!Reader
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You missed the days when all Bella could do was babble incoherently in your and Chris' arms. She had recently turned four and you felt like time was going so fast. Too fast. She was more talkative than ever and just as curious. She was always asking questions and learning new words. Bella's new favorite pastime has become interrupting Chris when he has meetings at home.
Since before Bella was born, you knew she was going to be a daddy's girl. Chris has been promising her the world since the day you two found out you were pregnant. If it wasn't for you, she would probably already have an island named after her and a pony. The man could run all of Boston and more, but when his little girl wanted ice cream for breakfast, she got ice cream for breakfast.
No matter how hard he tried he couldn't tell his little girl no. Even when she would come and interrupt his meetings. He didn't have the heart to look into her eyes that reflected yours and say no. Time was always going by so quick and sooner than he'd like to. There's going to be a time when she doesn't come running to him, so while he still can he will always welcome her with open arms. You know how serious Chris' meetings can get, and because he can't say no, you do your best to keep her as far from his office as possible.
Chris was having one of his most intense meetings yet. He had told you of some of the problems they were having with shipping. Product was going "missing", getting stolen on routes, and mysteriously "disappearing". They had been going at it since dawn so you have done your very best to keep Bella distracted all day. You took her to the park this morning, then to your get nails done, then ice cream, until she started to get tired and you had to come home.
After her nap, you had to come up with new distractions. It started with dinner and then watching TV together, and now you and Bella are playing dolls together in her playroom. You had reservations about leaving her alone, but you really needed to pee. It was only thirty seconds. You could leave her alone for thirty seconds, but you knew you'd have to be quick.
"I gotta run to the bathroom Bella. Stay here, don't move" You say and Bella doesn't pay you any mind as she continues to play with her dolls. "Bella Grace look at me," You say and she finally looks you in the eye "Do not leave this room okay?" You say looking at her pointedly as you stand up.
"Yes mama" She says then goes back to playing. You take another look at her before quickly making your way to the bathroom.
All Bella had to do was wait for the bathroom door to click and she bolted out the door. She made sure to stay as quiet as possible while she quickly sprinted to her dad's office. She couldn't help herself. She hadn't seen him all day.
"I don't give a shit about that Grillo! Where the fuck is my product?! It doesn't magically go missing!" Chris says standing up and slamming his hands down on his mahogany wood desk. Grillo was in charge of all the shipping and exports. At this point, Chris was fed up with his b.s excuses. He and his top men had been at this since the sun came up. He hasn't eaten, or seen his wife or his little girl all day and the best they could give him was excuses? Unacceptable.
"Maybe you should calm do-" Anthony starts to say before Chris cuts him off. He could feel the vein sticking out of his neck
"You want me to calm down? We've been going at this all fucking day and we aren't any step closer to figuring out what the fuck is going on! One of our most profitable forms of revenue is falling to pieces! All of you are lucky I don't fucking fire you! I pay you all for what?! So you can sit here and waste my fu-" and it's Chris' turn to stop when he sees the door start to open. He figures it's you and now he gets worried because he knows you would only come in if it was an emergency.
Chris' team looks at the door expectantly when all they hear are giggles. Chris lets out a breath and tries to hide a smile as Bella's curly hair comes into view. Chris hears her laugh and her little footsteps as she runs around the expensive leather furniture to her dad. Chris picks her right up and kisses her forehead while she smiles like it's Christmas morning. Bella lays her on his shoulder pushing her hair out of her face and Chris can't help the own smile that takes over his face. He's spent quite literally all day pissed off and in a bad mood, so seeing one of his favorite girls is definitely already making him feel better.
"Where's mama baby?" Chris asks kissing her forehead. Any rage Chris might've been feeling suddenly dissipated while the most trusted members of the Evans family mob watched on. Almost all of them were used to the soft side of Chris that he reserved for you and his little girl.
"Bathroom. I escaped" She says giggling and Chris sighs just as you come through the door. You look around and Chris can see the worried look on your face.
"It's okay y/n. I got her," Chris says as you see Bella resting in his arms. You walk over and place your hands on your hips.
"Bella Grace I thought I told you to stay put. You can't keep disturbing your dad while he's working." You say putting your hands on your hips.
"It's okay y/n. She came in at the perfect time" Chris says looking at you. You hated when he undermined you like this, but you knew this was not the time or place to bring this up. "Meeting over. All of you get the hell out of here and find the answers I want," Chris says as everyone gets up to walk out. Anthony and Sebastian hang back to briefly talk to Chris and say hello to the two of you. After a few minutes however, they join the crowd and leave. When you look at Bella again she is on the verge of sleeping when Chris says,
"Go lay down. I'll put her in her bed for the night. I'll meet you in the room in a minute" He says kissing you softly before you pull away and make your way to the room. Chris can tell you're pissed at him but for now, focuses his attention on getting Bella in her pj's and in bed.
Getting back to yours and Chris' shared room you fall on the bed suddenly realizing how tired your are. The plush of the comforter welcoming you in. Keeping a wild four year old entertained all day was a lot harder than people sold it out to be. You could feel your eyes starting to drift closed when you hear Chris walk into the room.
"Hey I'm sure you're pissed I didn't do anything about her coming in the room but y/n I really can't say no to her. And she really did come in at a good time because I swear I was about to blow a gasket." Chris says coming to stand in front of you so you sit up.
"That's great Chris but you know I hate when you undermine me like that. Not only in front of the guys, but in front of Bella. It teaches her that she doesn't have to listen to me or anyone because you are always gonna be there to bail her out. I love your relationship with her I really do but it's unfair that I constantly have to be painted as the bad guy when I try to introduce any form of discipline," You express to Chris trying your best not to turn this into a screaming match. Chris gets down on one knee so he's eye level with you.
"I'm sorry y/n I really am. It is never my intention to undermine you I swear to that. It's just when I look at her I see so much of you. It's not an excuse but I can't tell you no either, I never could and I never will. And with Bella, she's only gonna be this small for so long. I can't even believe she's already four. Eventually there's gonna be a point where she doesn't run to me. Where she won't care enough to interrupt my meetings or she'll get too big to jump in my arms. I think I'm so scared for that day I don't want her to have any reason to start any sooner." Chris says looking at you his blue eyes slightly glossy as he looks at you and you sigh. You pull him into you and he wraps his arms around your frame and rests his head on your chest. You use one hand to play in his hair,
"I'm sorry Chris. I honestly never it saw it from your point of view. And I don't want you to think I'm mad at you either, it's just I don't want to be seen as the bad guy all the time cause I'm tryna prepare her for the world. I know you're scared about her outgrowing you but I promise she won't Chris. No matter how old or big she gets, she will always be daddy's little girl. And whenever she needs advice you will always be one of the first people she runs to. I can promise you that Chris," You say as Chris looks up at you. You press a soft kiss to his lips,
"Thank you y/n I really needed to hear that. And I promise to do my best to start trying to enforce rules with her as well. I promise." He says and you smile giving him another kiss.
"Thank you baby. Now when was the last time you ate? It's late and I need to make sure you get something in your system" You say looking at him curiously. Chris picks you up forcing you wrap your legs around his waist and gasp.
"I got a perfect meal right here," He says making you giggle as he lays you higher on the bed and spends a better part of the night pleasuring your body. While you lay soundly asleep on his chest he already has plans in motion for the cook to make all your and Bella'a favorite breakfast foods. Because at the end of the day, he wanted nothing but the best for his two favorite girls.
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satellite-evans · 1 year
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Bubby.
Pairing: Chris Evans x reader
Summary: when Chris' daughter gives him a nickname, suddenly the other ones don't matter
Word count: 552, a cute little blurb <3
Warnings: Fluffffff ( are we surprised lmao)
A/N: sooooo I'm back with another fluffy blurb! I'm sorry that it's a short one again, but I'm trying to slowly bring my motivation back to life lmao. So, I hope you enjoy it! Please tell me what you think. Recommendations, vents, questions, and many asks are always welcome.
English is not my first language, so I apologize if I made any (grammar) mistakes.
Happy reading xxx
I do NOT give permission for my work to be translated or reposted on here or any other site.
Chris was a person who received many nicknames over the years. Hottie, frat boy, America’s golden man, and many more. But there was one that stuck out to him the most; if he was honest, it was his favorite. And the nickname was given to him by none other than his daughter, Adeline.
“Bubby! come here, I missed you bubby!”
the first time she said that Chris and you weren’t so sure who she was referring to. It was the first time she used that word and it could be anyone. It could be you, dodger, Chris, or even her baby doll who she formed a strong connection with.
“Who are you talking to, Addy? Are you talking to mommy, huh?”
“No mommy, you’re so silly,” she said while laughing. “ I’m talking to my bubby, to daddy!”
Saying that Chris was surprised was an understatement of the feelings he was going through. It was like his whole body was in shock, trying to understand and process what he was supposed to feel and react to. Was he happy? Should he cry? Was he supposed to laugh and tickle his daughter to join him? Chris was clueless. But thank god his wife reacted before it became too awkward.
“Omg, you’re so cute, Adeline. That is such a good nickname for your daddy, right Chris?” you turned to look at her husband and saw a smile forming on his face. This was such a big milestone for your husband and your daughter, that you felt so lucky to witness it.
“Oh my god, yes! I love it. Thank you, Addy. You picked such a good nickname for your daddy, my smart little girl.”
With that being said, he attacked his little girl with kisses and tickles, making it another day in the Evans household, where the home was filled with laughter and joy. But this nickname didn’t particularly stop in the cozy home. Wherever they went, Adeline never forgot to call Chris “her bubby”. During family dinners, at the park, dropping her off at the kindergarten, and the one where the entire world found out, at his sexiest man alive interview.
“Hi, I’m Chris Evans and you’re at PEOPLE’s se-”
“You’re not Chris, you’re bubby!”
The voice of your daughter disturbed Chris and made everyone laugh, including your husband and you. Chris insisted that both of you were present since it was so important ( to other people) he wanted his family present.
“I know honey, but the world knows me as Chris, so I have to introduce myself like that, don’t I?” He asked his daughter, who took place on your lap behind the cameras.
“Sorry bubby, please continue.” The crowd awwed after Adeline said that, showing how kind and polite she was, even at a young age.
At that moment, Chris was more proud of getting the title of sexiest man alive. His daughter and his wife were next to him, looking at him with the same adoration in their eyes.
He didn’t care if the world would call him the sexiest man alive; he was and always would be, Adeline’s bubby.
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vxntagedior · 2 years
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double rainbow
summary | there was a light at the end of tunnel after all
pairing | chris evans x fem!reader
warning | pregnancy, mentions of miscarriage, rainbow babies, angst w/ fluff ending
word count | 2.3k
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You never hated going to the doctor's office more than you did today. Squirming in your chair, your shoulders were high, ready to see another scan of your son, holding onto Chris’s hand tightly, the hopefully glint in your eyes, sooned started to fade when the doctor turned back to the two of you with a solemn look on their face.
“Mr and Mrs. Evans…”
The ride home was terrible, Chris constantly riding away his tears as he drove home, looking over seeing the look on your face not knowing how you felt. You haven't cried since you found out about the miscarriage, your face going blank, your voice holding no more emotion.
You felt like a failure to your son.
Chris made the phone calls when you got home, you went straight up to your room, not even sparing a glance at the nursery before slamming the door shut.
The dam broke when the door was shut, knowing you were far enough from Chris, not wanting to pile onto his load of stress that was already there.
Looking down your stomach, you were about 6 months in, your stomach still prominent and the doctor said it wouldn’t go away for a while.
“I’m sorry.” You cried to your empty stomach.
Chris finished talking with his mom and yours, wiping away the rest of his tears knowing it was taking a toll on your body and you needed him even if you didn’t say anything.
The bedroom was empty when he walked in, the bathroom door closed, hearing your muffled cries from the other side.
“Honey.” He whispered, knocking on the door, slowly opening and peeking his head inside. “Oh baby.”
“Why did this happen to us?” You whispered, looking up at him. “What we do that was so cruel that the world thought this was the right punishment.”
“There is no one to blame.” Chris reprimanded.
“It was me, Chris.” You sighed. “Can you just admit that I’m the one carrying your child and I’m the one that lost it.”
“Stop that.” Chris started to tear up. “Don’t tear yourself down for something that you couldn’t control, you did everything right, since the moment we found out, you did nothing but support our son even if he wasn’t in this world yet.”
“I miss my baby.” You cried softly, hiding your face in his chest. Chris opened his arms to you, wrapping them softly around you not wanting to suffocate you. The two of you stayed in the bathroom until you heard the doorbell.
You stayed, while Chris went down, seeing his mom with tupperwares full of food. She didn’t stay long knowing the rest of the night was going to be rough, leaving the food with her son and a kiss on the cheek, praying for your healthy return.
Lisa was right, as the moon started to rise, your eyes were swollen and puffy, you couldn’t sleep. Chris tried getting you to eat some of the soup his mom brought but you didn’t budge and didn’t want to pressure you but reminded you that you needed to eat something soon.
Laying in bed with Chris that night was suffocating, you felt like the walls were closing in on you. Chris’s arm rested on the lower part of your stomach right under your belly like it always did, and it felt like a chain. You were happy that your husband was a heavy sleeper, you were able to slip from his grasp, getting your slippers and going downstairs.
Dodger lifted his head up when he heard the noise, his feet padding against the floor following you into the kitchen. 
It was past 2am when you came down for a cup of tea and gave  Dodger a little snack, the two of you now moving to the couch.
Dodger joined you, jumping you, whining as he rested his head down on your lap, knowing exactly what had happened in the past 24 hours.
The TV was turned on, the news channel on quietly not wanting it to blare through the house, making sure you didn’t wake up Chris. Unbeknownst to you, Chris had been awake since the moment you slipped through his arms. Groggily, he padded out of bed, grabbing a pair of boxers, retracing your footsteps downstairs.
“Hi sweetheart.” He whispered, joining you and Dodger on the couch. You shifted, letting him lay behind you, resting your back on his chest. Your tea was cool enough to rest between your thighs, grabbing Chris’s hand, tracing his fingers with yours.
“Are we going to be okay?” You whispered, you thought about it for the time you tried to fall asleep and while you were downstairs and you finally came to the conclusion there was no one to blame, it was just finding when it’s right to move on.
“Of course baby.” He kissed the top of your head. “We’ll be okay.”
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The paparazzi found out about the misacarriage a week later. You and Chris went to another amount with your OBGYN
You were dressed in a pair of biker shorts, and one of Chris’s sweatshirts that hid your bump that was now growing smaller and smaller. Before it was clear as day you were pregnant and you didn’t hide it but since the miscarriage, you covered yourself, concealing the bump. 
There were rumors going around but nothing was made true until Chris posted a small letter from the two of you.
About 2 weeks ago we were told about some sad news. There was a genetic abnormility in the embryo causing Y/n to have a miscarriage. We have been focusing on our family for the past few weeks and we want to continue that for the time being. Thank you for understanding and we love you <3
True to his word, both of you stayed off social media, staying and connecting with your families. The day your mother came into town, you cried in her arms for hours, knowing she was the closest person who could understand what was going on. Your parents stayed at Lisa’s with the rest of your in-laws, the whole family coming together to help the two of you through the tough time.
There were more doctor appointments, making sure everything was okay with you, and your doctor explained you still could go through postpartum depression. You were prescribed anti depressents a few weeks after the miscarriage and it did help with you but you and Chris noticed how it lowered your libdio. 
It didn’t bother Chris about having sex with you, he wanted you to feel as comfortable as possible in your body. Along with the rest of the doctors appointment, they cleared the two of you for trying for another child.
You thought about the possibility about another pregnancy and so did Chris and both of you talked it over extensibility and you both deemed that it was still too soon.
You filled the void over the next few months, traveling with Chris for work projects. It gave the two of you something to do without constantly thinking about the miscarriage. 
About 7 months later, the two of you returned back to Boston staying for the next couple years. Chris had booked a few movies and shows that were local for the two of you to stay home.
The topic about another baby was brought up when the two of you came home, just before Chris started filming for Knives Out. 
Chris was ready to try again.
He explained how he wanted to move back to Boston, booking the jobs in the city so he was able to come back home to you and Dodger, so he could be with his new baby if the time was right.
You were ready but also weren’t. 
Chris listened as you explained yourself, the past couple weeks you thought about another baby and you knew Chris was still dreaming of one before it was too late for him. But the thought of another miscarriage or something bad that could happen again, you didn’t want another loss in your family.
“Yeah.” You smiled through your tears as they cascaded down your cheeks, your heart swelling. “I’m ready to try again.”
Chris was nothing but gentle with you. You went off your antidepressants really better about yourself and your body. It was vanilla but it was filled with love, something the two of you were truly craving in the past few months.
And if you knew anything from last time, you getting pregnant wasn’t a problem. Your suspicions came true after a test and the confirmation from the doctor. 
Your first trimester went smoothly, and you both expressed it was best you waited until you were for sure nothing bad was going to happen.
The start of the second trimester you started to become more anxious. Coming to the doctor for the gender, both you and Chris were a bit scared.
Your hand was held tightly in his, both of you staring intensely at the doctor to look away from the screen.
“Congratulations, you’re having twins.”
Both of you were shocked, you didn’t have a history of twins in your family, the twin gene dormant on the maternal side.
“Would you like to know the gender?”
“I want to wait.” You looked up at Chris for his input.
“We’ll wait.” He confirmed with you, bringing your intertwined hands together, pressing a kiss to the back of your hand.
Coming home both of you were elated, just itching to call your parents but still remembering you had suffered a miscarriage a few weeks after.
Once the initial shock died down, you started to become more stressed, being extra careful about where you went, how you moved and what you ate. And as time went on, you planned another visit to the doctor just wanting to make sure everything was okay, and your babies were perfect and healthy.
Halfway through your second trimester you started to show, your stomach being more prominent and you couldn’t keep saying you were gaining weight, the two of you hosted a small dinner with both of your families.
Your mom and Lisa were crying, hugging the two of you tightly. Chris’s siblings were happy and his nieces and nephews were excited to have two new cousins to play with soon.
Entering the third trimester, your belly was big, keeping you occupied in bed most of the day. Your feet were sore, you couldn’t even see them over your bump. Luckily Chris finished filming and was home full time with you, putting in his paternal leave until a few months after the babies were born to stay with you.
And when your water broke a few weeks earlier than expected, something both of you were informed that your twins would probably want out earlier than usual, Chris swept you away to the hospital.
You didn’t remember how long you’ve been in the bed, sweat sticking your hair to your forehead, your legs propped up waiting to be 10cm dilated, Chris constantly coming in and out of the room with ice chips.
The doctor said some walking would help with the dilation, and as Chris came back with the ice chips, he was helping out of the bed and bringing you a walker. Barely making it around the floor before you felt another contraction, nurses and doctors along with Chris were able to get you back into your room for the delivery.
Your head was thrown back onto the bed, one hand gripping tightly onto the rails or the bed and the other plunging your nails into Chris’s chin who didn’t seem to be bothered by it or kept it to himself.
“One more baby.” Chris said softly. You let out a scream, the doctor easing the baby out into their arms, the cries filling the room.
You sighed, slumping down into the bed knowing you were going to do it again.
“You have a girl Mr. and Mrs. Evans.” The doctor smiled, grabbing the baby back from the nurses bringing her into your arms.
“Oh my goodness.” You cried, “Hi baby.”
Chris leaned over the bed, his head above yours, your daughter's eyes wide looking around the room.
“You’re so beautiful.” He whispered.
The moment didn’t last long when you felt another round of contractions, Chris quickly grabbing the baby away from you into the hands of a nurse so he could onto you again. 10 minutes later, another wave of cries filled the room.
“Another girl.” They smiled. You could barely keep your eyes open as the nurses cleaned her up and wrapped her in a backpack before bringing her to you.
Compared to her sister, her eyes were closed, her little nostrils flaring as she breathed out.
“They’re so small.” You whispered, looking up at Chris holding the other baby. “We’re going to need some names?”
“Nadia and Iris.” He said instantly. “I’ve been thinking about names for the past few weeks and Violet is Greek for rainbow and Naida means hope. They’re our miracles, our rainbow babies.”
You couldn’t help but agree, falling in love with both names. Looking down at your second girl, you smiled softly, your hand rubbing her forehead. “Hi Iris.”
The two of you stayed in the hospital for another day, your families coming to visit to meet the babies. And by their first day you could already tell your two girls apart. Nadia was open to new people, happy in anybody’s arms while Iris knew if she wasn’t with her mother or father.
Your new family stayed out of the media for another month or so until Chris posted a photo of the two girls. They laid on the bed, wrapped in their blankets sleeping soundly, and Nadia cuddled next to her younger sister.
Both of you watched the two girls in the nursery, seeing how they brought so much light into your lifes and they didn’t even know.
They were the rainbow you were waiting for after the storm.
fin.
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Hi! I’d like put in a request for Chris Evans x singer!reader: where she makes an album of cover lullaby songs for their daughter. And in the album the song Tonight you belong to me and both the reader and Chris sings the song to their daughter in the studio.
Thanks for the request!!! I really like your concept, like it's really unique. So thanks for giving me a chance to put it into words!! I've kind of turned it a bit, but I really hope you like it!
And to other people, yes, rolling for the first time is a big deal.
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Little Melody | Chris Evans
Requested by - @matisse030502
Warning: You might cry, idk. And rolling for the first time is a big deal, at least where I come from. A bit short
Containing: Fluff, so much Fluff. Baby Talk, Singing. Singer!Reader, Mom!Reader, Dad!Chris, Husband!Chris. Your baby's name is Summer Scarlet Evans.
Pairing: You and Chris Evans.
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13 September, at exactly 4.09 am, Summer Scarlet Evans was born.
It was raining outside, the sun was about to come up when you had just caught a breath from all the pushing. You hated that sleep was going to drown you soon and you couldn't look at your baby daughter. Your muscles were aching and your eyes were drooping, but that's when your mind went full on alert mode when you heard the cries. The cries of your baby girl. You quickly started to push yourself up, wincing in the process until you felt a reassuring hand on your forearm. You looked at your husband. He was sitting right beside your bed, so that if you need anything, you can call him right away.
He looked at you and gave you a lingering kiss on your forehead and quickly got up, not bearing to hear any more of your baby's heart shattering cries.
You laid your head back on the pillow and looked at your little family.
Your husband talking to your girl. You realized that your daughter's father's voice made your daughter's cries calm down a bit. You sighed and felt slumber engulfing you. A smile lingered on your face as you heard what your husband was singing to your daughter.
I know you belong to somebody new.
But tonight you belong to me.
Five months later~
You woke up to the light sunshine that traveled through. You groaned silently but smiled as you felt a strong hand pulling you closer. You quietly giggled and turned around to meet with your husband's face. "Hey, baby."
"Good morning." You kissed his cheek and buried your face in his chest. "It's your turn today." He mumbled against your hair. "Oh?"
"Well, Chris Evans. What would you like to have for breakfast? Pancakes or waffles?" You felt his grin against your shoulder. "Pancakes with maple syrup and white chocolate chips on the side." You shook your head and turned your head to look at him. "Really? Come on!"
"Please!" He whined and you laughed. You both stayed there. You breathed in his scent and sighed, you relaxed against him. "Mhmm." You were almost drooping back to sleep until....ah. There it is. You heard the muffled giggles and laughter and babbles of your little daughter from the next room. "I was wondering when I would hear those laughs." Chris yawned. You giggled and got up. Sighing, as you pulled off the blanket, you paid a quick glance at the clock. "Ha!" You yelled in victory. "W-What? Wait, n-no!!" Chris groaned back.
"I win! See! I knew that she didn't have her secret nap while you walk her, she's going to wake up a little late. Not at exact 7.23, though we really don't know why that's her wake-up time!" Chris groaned again. "This is not fair!"
"Ha! Ha! I win! Who wins? I win! You owe me 20 dollars!"
"Oh screw you!"
"I win!"
Although we're apart
you're apart
Of my Heart
You and Chris walked out of your room. You chuckled as you felt Chris slipping 20 dollars in your back pocket. You quietly opened the door and giggled as you heard your daughter's babbles again.
"You don't say, love." You said as you giddily walked towards your baby's crib. "Hi, baby." Chris came in, and picked up your daughter high up and spun across the room. "How's my favorite girl?"
"Hey!"
"Okay, okay!"
"I have two favorite girls in the world. You," He pointed at the baby, and tickled its belly, "And who?"
"Your mother! That's right, your momma!" He baby talked as you smiled happily at them. Your daughter giggled as Chris threw her in the air. You both entered the living room and you went to the kitchen. Your eyebrows rose as you saw the kitchen. "Chris!" you called him. But you didn't get any answer. You walked slowly out of the kitchen, your hands on your hips. "Chris!"
"Hey! You said you'll wash the dishes last night. Care to tell me-"
But when you reached the living room, your hands dropped from their position, and you let out the smallest gasp. Chris was aghast as he saw your baby on the floor. She babbled as she looked at the fan above and rolling around. Rolling around. She was rolling around.
"is she actually r-rolling?" You almost whispered. Your baby was rolling. Chris nodded and watched his daughter in adoration and fascination. You slowly walked towards your husband and held his forearm as tears formed in your eyes. You placed your hand on your mouth as Chris pulled out his phone and started to record it. You crouched on the ground and smiled. "Y-Yes baby, come on! You can do it!"
"Come on, Summer!"
"Come on, sunshine!" You both encouraged your beautiful daughter.
You cheered for Summer, as she rolled over and over, giggling. You and Chris had the biggest grins on your face. Chris looked at you and hugged your waist from behind, as he kissed your cheek lovingly. You turned and looked at him with utter love and happiness in your eyes. He pecked your lips and you giggled at him. You both gaped at your daughter and smiled.
And guess who sent a Iron Man and Bucky Barnes dolls?
But tonight you belong to me.
.....
8 months later~
"Well, I can't just avoid the fact that you just had a baby. Summer Scarlet Evans. How do you feel?"
"I'm very happy. Like I'm on top of the world. After 9 whole months, I got to see my beautiful baby and I was like-Oh my god, she's so beautiful, and I asked Chris, how is it that we created her. I was in tears when I held her in my arms. It was honestly a big roller-coaster for me. It had its bad twists and overwhelming turns but at the end, i'm so very glad and ecstatic."
"Wow." You giggled. "Yeah."
"So, how is the beautiful miss Summer?"
"Probably sleeping on top of Chris' chest right now, or sitting on his lap while he pointed towards me on the TV screen. Don't worry Jimmy, you're gonna have to baby sit her someday." You grinned towards him. "Just call me, and I'll be there."
"Thank you."
"And how is Chris?"
"Oh, he's so ecstatic. You know, when your baby wakes you in the middle of the night, crying and you get up groaning and half cursing in your head while you baby talk to your baby? He jumps out of the bed! I don't know where he gets the energy. He's-He's an awesome dad, an amazing dad."
You smiled at him as you felt proud. You looked at one of the cameras; and grinned. Your whole body was radiating. You were so, so happy.
While Chris was sprawled across your sofa, Summer sitting on his chest and playing with her stuffed Bucky Barnes toy. "Look, baby! Look, who is that, sweetheart? Is that momma? Yes, that's right sunshine, its momma!" He propped her up as he got up and sat up. He took Summer's soft hands in his hands and pointed at the screen. He smiled as he listened to your words, his cheeks turning light pink.
He kissed Summer's cheeks, picked her up and threw her up in the air and caught her again. "I love you so much, and I love your momma too."
She starts to babble again, making Chris grin at her again. He kisses her temple again. She looked like she wanted to say mamma, making Chris baby talk to her again. "Hey, sweetheart why don't we send mumma a video? So that she doesn't feel lonely there? Yeah, baby? Come on."
He played the song on his mobile, as he danced around with his daughter.
Way down by the stream
He laughed and she giggled as he twirled her around.
How sweet it will seem
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"I saw the video. You're both so cute!" You said as you saw your Chris through your laptop screen. "Is she asleep?" Chris nodded. "She's stubborn though. I know someone who's like that." He stated teasingly. Your mouth turned into a sly smirk, "Oh, do you?" He hummed as a reply. "She wouldn't sleep unless she heard the beautiful voice of her mother." You grinned. "Well, what did you do?"
"I played her my playlist." He said. Your face contorted into confusion. "I have a playlist, with all of your songs, that well I know you wrote about us." You gasped. "You knew that I wrote some of the songs about you?"
"Well, obviously. Most of them were about our memories. I recognized them easily. I loved it." He said, making you blush. "Thank you." You muttered. Chris shook his head, "I love your voice, honey." You stared at him with a beautiful smile adorning your face. "I love you." You blurted out. But you had no regret because it was the mere truth. You loved him so, so much.
"I love you too, honey." He replied back, with a cute smile on his face.
You looked at him and felt butterflies erupting in your stomach and you looked at your lap again. Even after all these years, he never failed to make you blush or make you feel...so loved. He made you feel so special.
He always comforted you when you got hate from your fans, and always celebrated and wished you first when you got any award or got nominated for it. He was so open-minded with you, and he accepted every idea you invented. You were free with him, and he was free with you. He was your best friend and your partner. You were very lucky to find a lover and a best friend in one person.
You were so happy.
And then came your beautiful and wonderful daughter, Summer. You didn't know you could be happier.
.....
10 months later~
"Do we have to go?" You said and looked at your baby looking at you with those puppy eyes. "We've already booked our rooms, sweets. She's gonna be okay. Don't you trust scarlet?"
You shook your head, "That's not it. I mean-" you turned to Chris, "Do we have to leave her?" Chris sighed and kissed your forehead. "I don't wanna leave too, but we need the break and you know it too." He said gently as he grasped your shoulders. You whined, and hugged Chris.
You did need a break. You got a few months as maternal leave and so did Chris, but handling a small and gentle yet wild baby while working can be hectic and you got a bitter taste of it. You were both tired and you couldn't remember the last time you had a stress-free and not rushed pee in the toilet without worrying if Summer would fall off your balcony.
You shook your head and looked at her again, that's when you decided that you had to get away, just for a while. So you and Chris were going to stay at a hotel near the beach, which has a pool and your room had an enormous bed for important purposes.
Sleep.
You both really needed sleep, and you wanted to cuddle in each other's arms without being interrupted by cries.
You sighed and then turned towards the door. You smiled at Scarlet, Summer's obvious godmother. Scarlet was obviously the one who set you both together. "Um, this is berry the elephant," you explained to her. "This is only when she's eating, and these chimes here help her nap, it doesn't help her sleep during the night. It scares her. And she doesn't like Barney at all. So, if you put on her TV then it's only Jake And The Neverland Pirates, or Handy Manny." You talked fast. "Um, a-and the Gymboree is only when you go for a walk with her, otherwise again she gets scared. When she cries she always needs her Bucky toy or Iron Man toy, none of the other things soothe her like they do. Then-"
"Hey, calm down! I'm her godmother for god's sake," Scarlet said as she took hold of your shoulders, "And that means I know about her antics and daily shenanigans. So, don't worry. You both lovebirds can go and have this holiday, and honestly, you deserve it," She says and smiles. You cleared your throat and nodded. You turned around and picked up your baby, and looked at her with a very mother look.
"Now listen here you little troublemaker, you be good to Scarlet, got it? That means no purposefully vomiting on her new dress." You kissed her nose, as she giggled. "Come here sunshine," Chris took her from your hands and threw her up in the air. She giggled again and threw her hands up in the air and back around Chris' neck. "We'll be back in a few, okay? I love you," He said and leaned into her ear, "And you can trouble your godmother all you want, pull her hair, you know the usuals-" he whispered into your daughter's ear and you slapped his arm. Summer just laughed again, and leaned on Chris' shoulder.
She looked at you over his shoulder with a longing look, and you just smiled at her and playfully scrunched your nose.
Once more to dream
Scarlet just shook her head and smiled at the beautiful family that stood in front of her.
In the moonlight
.....
"Don't worry, bubby. Daddy's coming!" You said as you saw unshed tears in your small baby's eyes. "Yes he is, he's gonna come back. He's always gonna come back. Okay?"
You frowned as Summer started to sob, and you rested her head on your chest and bounced her up and down. "Shh, Shhh." Your voice hushed. "Don't worry, Don't worry. Don't cry baby," She started to whimper and you kissed her forehead. "My honey I know,"
You felt her drooping again and you sighed.
"With the dawn that you will be gone."
.....
Chris came in, quietly. His breath quickened as he saw you squirm on the sofa as you slept. He closed the door, careful not to make a loud noise. He had been working late, and he had forgotten to text you about it. He looked at you, your hand hanging from the edge of the sofa. You sighed heavily in your sleep and Chris smiled weakly at you. Taking a shawl which was lying nearby, Chris gently placed it over your body, wanting to protect you from the cold that sneaked in as he had opened the door.
He silently walked toward your baby's nursery. He almost jumped out of his body when the door creaked. He stepped through the room to the crib and checked on Summer. She yawned softly and Chris chuckled, he reached his hand out to touch her growing hair. He briefly ran his hand gently through her soft hair. Summer babbled quietly and rather cutely and Chris smiled down at her. He leaned down and rested his hands and biceps on the edge of the crib and sighed as he played with her for awhile. He grinned as she held his finger, his eyes almost bursting with tears again.
How did he get so lucky again?
Summer babbled and giggled as she slowly opened her eyes to find her father staring right down at her. "Hey, baby." Chris whispered. Summer tilted her head and threw her hands up and laughed. "Yes, that's right. Dada's here," Chris said. "Dada's here," He baby-talked with her.
"You're late,"
Chris froze. He turned around to see you leaning against the door frame. Your eyes were sleepy, and your hands were folded over your chest. You heaved and walked towards him, your face was tired but Chris kind of knew you were angry. But when you came forward, you collapsed on Chris' chest and sighed. Your arms wrapped around him, and you closed your eyes as you rested on his chest. "I know you've been working hard and late. Couldn't you at least text?"
"I'm sorry," Chris said, and wrapped his arms around your waist and neck, pulling you closer. You snuggled into his chest more and sighed. "It's okay. Apologize to your dramatic daughter, won't sleep until she sees her father." Chris raised one of his eyebrows, and smiled. "Is that so?"
"Mhmm." You hummed back.
"Did you do that, you little troublemaker?" He asked your baby, and she just giggled. "Oh you did, didn't you?"
"Well, she's her daddy's daughter, isn't she?" Chris talked to your daughter. You breathed in your husband's scent, and felt yourself getting engulfed into sweet slumber again. "Oh, look at that sunshine, your mother's falling asleep, again. You wanna sing her your lullaby?"
Chris picked your daughter up and opened his mouth again. You smiled weakly as you heard his hushed tone.
"But tonight you belong to me!"
.....
"But tonight you belong to me!"
You smiled at the recorder as he pointed a thumbs up to you and Chris. Your heart blossomed with happiness as you heard your husband's beautiful voice. "But tonight you belong to me!"
He looked at you and smiled. You grinned at him, as your cheeks dusted with pink. "Just to little old me!"
"We love you, sunshine!"
You both said in union, and grinned happily. "That's great!" The recorder said and you took your headphones off. "Do you want to edit it?" You shook your head, "No, thanks. It's beautiful the way it is,"
You came out of the recording room and smiled up at Chris who came and wrapped one of his hands around your waist. You rested your hand on his chest, "I told you you had a wonderful voice," You pointed out to him. Chris blushed and you gently pinched his cheeks. "Yeah, yeah." He looked at you lovingly and sighed. "Thanks, Honey."
You smiled and looked up ahead. "Hey, sunshine!" Chris called out to your daughter. She just grinned and reached her hand out to both of you. You went ahead and picked her up. She grasped your index finger with her tiny hands and you kissed her nose. Chris leaned down at both of you and kissed her forehead. "Dada!" Came out her beautiful voice that shunned both of you. She giggled heartily and reached out to Chris, "Dada!"
You softly gasped at your daughter as she utter her first word. "Oh my god." You whispered. Your eyes were starting to tear as you looked up at Chris. He already had tears rolling down his cheeks. "Dada!" Summer exclaimed again. She wanted to go towards her father so you gave her to him. You saw your husband gasp and take his daughter in his hands. "Hey, baby.'" He whispered. "Dada-"
Chris laughed and sniffled, "That's right, sunshine. It's me! It's your dada!" You wiped your cheeks, and saw your husband play with your Summer.
You loved them so much.
......
The next day, your new album came out.
The album came out on 13th September, and it was proudly named Summer.
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celebtattletale · 2 years
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How Young? Chris Evans reveals he got married at just 19 years old
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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.
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lu-morningstar · 1 year
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The Evanses Masterlist
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aka the Lilyverse, featuring dad!Chris
The Evanses: Fallon Tonight | ♡ ☀︎ (actress!reader)
a blurb where your daughter crashes you and Chris’ interview on Jimmy Fallon.
The Evanses: Preschool Tour | ♡ ☀︎
a headcanon about you & Chris touring a preschool with your daughter Lily.
The Evanses: On Halloween | ♡ ☀︎
a headcanon about your family on spooky season.
The Evanses: On Christmas | ♡ ☀︎
a headcanon about the fam on Christmas season.
My Masterlist
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f10werfae · 8 months
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A Daddy’s girl
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pairing: Dad!Ari Levinson x Milf!Reader
summary: Dad!Ari and Milf!Reader give their babygirl her well needed bath and reward themselves with a bit of soft kissy sex (soft!dom!ari) (slight somnophilia/cockwarming)
likes, comments and reblogs are appreciated/Disclaimer 18+
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“youre so perfect momma, so good to our precious” Ari mumbled into Y/n’s ear, hugging her closely from behind, one of his hands groping her breast greedily as her vest now had wet patches from her milk leaking through. “I want you to use me baby, take what you need from me okay? You deserve it” He whispered kissing down her nape, feeling her shiver and nuzzle her ass back onto him.
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“awh hey babygirl, ya love bein’ with your momma don’t ya pretty girl” Ari cooed letting his hand run over his baby girl’s head, her cute little face grinning under the water as his wife gently poured water over her. At 2 months old she was the cutest tiny thing, Ari and Y/n were absolutely smitten with the life they had created, “Babe, babe look she’s doin’ that same face you do” Y/n giggled watching while her babygirl squirmed and formed that famous Levinson grump on her face.
Grabbing their camera from the bathroom counter Ari quickly snapped a shot of his best girls in the bathtub, his wife and babygirl so clearly full of love for each other, even though he was sure their babygirl was more likely milk drunk having just been breastfed by her momma, his perfect wife. “You’re so beautiful ya know that?” Leaning over the tub he let his forehead lean against Y/n’s his lips meeting hers briefly before their babygirl starting cooing again clearly not liking the fact she wasn’t the centre of attention.
“Hm it’s okay pretty you’re still momma’s number one angel, daddy’s just a stinky man” Y/n joked cuddling a now towel covered baby into her chest. “Stinky huh? Well if I remember right i’m not the one that’s shit herself twice today” Ari said giving his little girl the stink eye, her tiny fists already reaching out for him with her mouth opening for a little yawn to make its way out. Kissing her husband’s neck sloppily, Y/n got out of the bathtub after her daughter leaving Ari to dry and dress their babygirl.
“Youre so pretty ya know that? Yes you do” Setting her onto the changing table Ari quickly put on her diaper, “I know pretty its so cold out here isn’t it? Dada’s nearly done baby” He reassured her, watching as she reacted to the cold lotion on her skin, clearly wanting some warmth from her daddy. Choosing a soft blue onesies accompanied by her sleep snuggie, he got her all wrapped up and in his arm within minutes, her sweet soft baby scent filling his nostrils as he cupped her head against his broad shoulder.
Mini Levinson lifted her head up slightly giving her daddy the biggest set of puppy eyes before her head become too heavy and she had to set it back down; effectively pulling at his heartstrings once again. “You got those eyes from your momma, both of you got daddy under your spell, you’re daddy’s perfect lil angel, all mommy’s and mine’s” He whispered nuzzling his nose against hers, softly padding into their bedroom he spotted his wife changed and only wearing one of his oversized tanks.
“There’s my girl” Y/n cooed brushing out her hair, instantly putting the hairbrush down to rush over and pepper her mini me in kisses, the tiny tot soon finding comfort in the binky Y/n put in her mouth. The tiny suckling sounds filling the room as her eyes slowly shut, her fists grabbing tightly onto her daddy’s shirt.
“She loves her dada” Y/n whispered tucking her in tighter into her snuggie, “Hell yeah she does, she’s my babygirl” Ari whispered, “Wait for me in bed momma, i’ll put our little precious down for the night alright? You’ve done enough for us today” Without another word Ari found himself in the room next door, a pastel purple room filled with all the toys, books and necessities for their growing girl. Her bassinet sat right in the corner with no pillows or blankets, for safety reasons, but her cute little night light sat down by the floor giving her some comfort.
“See ya in the mornin’ sweetpea, daddy’s gonna miss ya tonight” Gently setting the half asleep Levinson into her bassinet, he patted her bottom and back for a few minutes to lull her into a deep sleep, until he finally found it okay to step out. Turning on the white noise machine he tiptoed back to their bedroom, breathing out a sigh of relief when he saw his wife just cuddled up waiting for him on his side of the bed.
“Hey hotstuff don’t you look delicious” Ari chuckled crawling over to her, plopping himself right on top of her, his weight pinning her down in a comforting way. “You’re so funny, daddy” Y/n teased kissing his pink plump lips, letting her tongue mingle with his for a short wet kiss before he nuzzled his head into the crook of her neck; his arms wrapping around her soft belly bringing her close against his chest. “momma ya know what that name does ta me, makes me wanna make you big n’ full of me again” He growled slowly grinding his hardening cock against her bare ass..
“I-i’m tired Ari baby, our baby boo had me running in circles today” She whined feeling her body start to calm, although a part of her felt the wetness start to pool around her thighs. “I know she did, our little girl tired herself out, was sleepin’ by the time I got her into the crib” He chuckled just softly humping their bodies together, her quiet whines and whimpers causing him to smile and kiss her out of pride.
“youre so perfect momma, so good to our precious” Ari mumbled into Y/n’s ear, hugging her closely from behind, one of his hands groping her breast greedily as her vest now had wet patches from her milk leaking through. “I want you to use me baby, take what you need from me okay? You deserve it” He whispered kissing down her nape, feeling her shiver and nuzzle her ass back onto him.
“Need you inside honey, wanna feel you closer” Pulling Ari’s hand up inside her vest, she let it rest on her wet milky breasts, before using her hands to pull out his pre-cum leaking cock from inside his sweatpants. “feel the heat radiating from your pussy? all the love she has to give daddy” Both of them let out strained gasps once he slid in easily, knowing they hadn’t felt this close in weeks since their babygirl had most of their devoted attention. “I love you so much beautiful”
“I-I love you too Ari- fuck” Crying out her legs started to shake once Ari’s hand had snuck around and started to toy with her precious little button, her swollen clit begging to be played with as it stood proud out of her thick lips. “Don’t touch there d-“ Ari’s fingers slowly and carefully traced over the stretch marks which now littered her stomach and thighs, something he knew had thrown her off.
“They mean a lot to me so let me love them as if they're mine and not yours." He whispered back, feeling her pussy clench around his cock every few seconds, signifying that she was nearing her finish. To stimulate her even further his thick fingers found her wet hard nipples, tugging at them to squirt more milk out onto the vest which now clung to her like a swimsuit; no doubt their bedsheets were now soaked.
“M’gonna cum babe, so bad” Y/n whimpered reaching back to cling onto the hair at the back of Ari’s neck, her voice muffled as Ari stuck his milk soaked fingers into her mouth before putting it into his, “Milk tastes so good momma” Their bodies rocked and humped without abandon, the sound of skin slapping filled the room, the cool air conditioning preventing them from becoming stuffy. It only took a few more seconds before the band in her stomach snapped and she creamed all over his cock, him in turn filling her to the brim, a cream mixture collecting at the base of his cock.
“You want me to pull out baby? or plug you up with my cock and keep you full”
“Stay, I want you to stay in me daddy” She shuddered trying to shuffle back, trying to stuff more of him inside her, keeping her warm and stuffed just like she wanted. Eventually the both of them fell asleep, with him slowly fucking her throughout the night, even finding himself being fucked awake when she rode him at the first sign of daylight just before their parental duties came into full swing. God how he loved his woman.
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sweetsbfreex · 1 year
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drunk and obsessed
Summary: a little something about a drunk steve. in the mafia steve universe
Pairing: drunk!mafia! steve rogers x reader
Warning: none rlly
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“Baby, baby,” you giggle, a bit tipsy, as you try your hardest to fit the key into the door's lock. “I can’t open the door with you all over me.”
You laugh once more when Steve begins kissing your neck once again. His trimmed beard tickles your neck. 
On the other hand, Steve had a bit too much to drink. And that's all your doing. 
You know he feels he can never have too much to drink at these events, especially with you there. The events are filled with some of the most inimical people worldwide. So he always wants to be on his A-game for you. But that’s what body guards are for, you had argued. Pushing for him to have the time of his life with some of his friends.
Now here he was: drunk and his body cradling yours, as the two of you struggle to get in the house. 
“I just love you, baby,” his words slur as he kisses your cheek. 
“I love you too,” You tell him, so close to getting the fucking key to fit. 
“I can’t wait to get you inside,” his voice rich and husky as he seals his promise. 
“Baby, I don’t even think you could get it up right now.”
“Woah, woah, woah,” Steve removes himself as your shell, both arms up in defense while he takes a few steps back.  
When your senses finally catch up that he’s no longer hovering over you. You quickly turn, just stopping him before he tumbles down the step. 
You hold both his hands, then let one go to grab the side of this face, “Honey, your drunk off your ass right now—“
“I am not! You just called my game weak,”
“That’s not what I said, but I need you to stand silently so I can open the door, okay?”
“Okay, pretty” he answers, landing a soft peck on your lips.
You smile as you finally open the door, reaching behind you to clasp Steve’s hand so you can pull him in. 
You close the door behind him, toeing your shoes off, giggling when he has trouble with his. But five ‘fucks’ later, he finally gets it done. 
“Woooo!!” Steve shoots his hand up in a v, as if his team just won the super bowl. 
You’re quick to drop his arms back down to his sides, “Shhh, baby. You’re screaming.”
“I am?! I’m sorry,” his hands cup your cheeks as he pulls you for yet another kiss. 
“Honey,” you laugh into his sloppy kiss. “Let’s go to bed, hm? And get some water into you.”
“I don’t wanna do bed,” he whines. “I wanna do you,” he smirks, moving one hand to grip your hip.
“Tomorrow, okay? I’m really tired.” You feign a dramatic yawn. 
“You are? Okay, that’s okay, okay?” he kisses your nose this time. 
Drunk sex isn’t something that hasn’t been checked off your and Steve’s list. But Steve is sloshed and can barely walk straight, so sex would not be on the menu for tonight. 
“Let’s head up.” You wrap his arm over your shoulder, walking up the steps carefully. 
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He’s sitting at the end of the bed, his coat beside him, as you unbutton his dress shirt. You would’ve let him do it himself, but he was struggling with his lack of hand-eye coordination. Playfully slapping your hand every time your hands got close to his shirt. Giggling and joking that there would be no sexy times. That was until he had made you oath you’d keep your hands innocent. 
Ever your affectionate, drunk lover. 
“Are you sure you feel alright? Don't need to throw up or anything?” You ask Steve once again. 
“I’m fine, I’m fine,” he tells you then takes another swig of water.
It only takes ten minutes until he’s in his sweatpants, with no boxers (under his request). You’re changed and ready for bed, tired out from an eventful day. Steve’s favorite movie playing in the background. 
Steve cuddles up close, half his brawny body on yours, his leg splayed over yours, and his head nestled on your chest. 
Your fingers run through his hair soothingly. 
“Y/n?”
You hum a response.
“Thank you for taking care of me, I love you too,” 
“I love you too.” you laugh breathily at his mistake. 
A comfortable pause ensues. 
“Y/n?” His hand shimmies under your t-shirt, to caress your soft skin. 
“Yes, honey,” you can’t help but laugh at the way he calls for your attention. You don’t think you’ve heard your actual name from his mouth so consistently. 
“I think I wanna— I know I want to start trying soon. I wanna be a dad, a good dad.”
Your hand stills.
“What?” Your voice is quiet and relayed with shock. Your heart no longer in your chest. 
He wants to try. The two of you tied the knot two months ago. However, talk of whether you guys wanted to start a family or not was shut down by Steve every time. You never wanted to push, but you also wanted to know what to expect. 
Either way, He was adamant that he wasn’t ready. There was no way he could raise a baby to be half a decent human being with his trauma lingering in the shadows, among other things
He sits up abruptly, “I know, I know. I’m not sober, but I’m not lying either. I’m ready, honey… if you are.” He grabs your hand and kisses your knuckles.
“Okay,” you smile, “If you remember, we’ll continue this conversation tomorrow?”
“Okay.” He kisses your cheek before cuddling into you once again. “I wanna be the perfect dad, y/n. The best.”
“You will be.” 
You tell him sweetly, your eyes stinging as you run your fingers through his hair once more. 
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a/n: srry it's been so long, college keeps me busy 24/7! here's this as i try and finish binky fairy pt. 2
if you enjoyed pls don’t forget to reblog or give feedback if ur up to it <3
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vellicore · 2 months
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Twisted Pairing: Step Dad!Lloyd Hansen x Step Daughter!Reader
Word Count: 600+
Warnings: stepcest, voyeurism, female masturbation, nudity, implied future anal, minor daddy kink, dubcon/noncon if you squint, reader is early twenties, age gap.
Request: Lloyd Hansen, Step Dad, “What’s the matter? You’re acting like you’ve never seen a naked man before.”, and anal. Requested by: anonymous
A/N: I'm sorry I've been so slow with writing these. January has proven to be much more difficult than I had anticipated. I promise the stories are coming, and I am looking forward to doing your requests. This isn't my best work, but I still had fun writing it. It has not been beta read, so any mistakes are my own. As always my work is intended for adult audiences so 18+ only! Minors DNI. Pay attention to all tags and warnings. You are responsible for your own media consumption.
Writing Event Masterlist (still in the works)
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From the first time Lloyd saw you he knew he needed to have you. That’s the thing about Lloyd Hansen, he always gets what he wants. He’d only married your mother because of the connections she provided. With her he’d be able to spread his business out throughout the country. What he hadn’t expected was the delicious present she had been hiding. 
Tonight your mother was out with friends from college. Lloyd knew this was the perfect opportunity to get what he’d been craving. You. He could picture you up in your bedroom reading one of your countless books. It was cute how you always seemed to find ways to avoid him. Whether you wanted to admit it or not, he knew you felt something too. There was a magnetic pull between the two of you, and tonight would be the night he finally gets what he’s needed.
Lloyd makes his way up the stairs and stops outside your bedroom door. He’d expected to hear nothing, but instead he could hear what sounded like quiet whimpers. His eyes flutter shut as he leans in closer hoping to be able to hear you better. “Oh… Oh fuck, Lloyd.” There was no denying what he heard that time. You were in there touching what belonged to him. Without giving it a second thought, Lloyd quickly began to undress himself. This hadn’t been how he planned to do this, but when the opportunity presents itself how could he say no?
Once undressed, Lloyd opens your door. It takes you a moment to realize he’s standing there, and boy was he thankful for that. For that meant he was able to get a full spread eagle view of your soaked cunt. He watched as your finger meticulously rubbed your clit. The little moans that left your mouth were like music to his ears. It was when he let out a small grunt of approval that your eyes finally opened. 
The look of embarrassment washed over your face. But that look quickly turned into confusion and horror when you spotted that he was naked. Your eyes traveled down to his hard cock which was now between his large hand. Lloyd’s smirk grew when he saw that your eyes appeared to be glued on him. “What’s the matter? You’re acting like you’ve never seen a naked man before.” His eyes never once leave yours as he slowly strides across your bedroom. “Oh come on, sunshine. We both know what you were just doing — who you were thinking about. Come on, be a good girl, show me.” 
The more he talked, the more your body seemed to tremble from nerves. “I - I don’t know what you’re talking about, Lloyd.” He rolls his eyes at your attempt to play dumb. He wasn’t going to allow you to continue your charade of being so called innocent. “You really want to play that game? Fine, show me. Prove to me that you’re not soaked right now. Because you and I both know that your little pussy is dripping for me. Dripping for your step-daddy.” His words cause a small to leave your lips.
Maybe just this once you can give into your desires. Maybe just this once you can be bad. 
Lloyd could hear a semblance of a plea when he watched you lay back on your bed. Your legs spread wide, inviting him to come give you both what you need. But Lloyd lets out a small tut and shakes his head. “Sorry, sunshine. That pussy isn’t what I’m interested in right now. I’d rather fuck your untouched hole. Turn around now.”
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satellite-evans · 1 year
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One kiss
Pairing: Chris Evans x reader
Summary: Chris can make your day the best, with just one kiss.
Word count: 1.4k
Warnings: Flufff, Chris and you making out
A/N: Hey guys! I know it's been a while since I posted a story, but I had no inspiration, and felt like everything I wrote sucked. But hopefully, this won't! This is something I wrote quickly. Hopefully, you guys will like it. If you guys ever want to send a request, ask anything, recommend, vent, or just want to talk to me, please do! My inbox is open for anything.
Feedback is always welcome. Hope you guys enjoy xxx
English is not my first language, so I apologize if I made any ( grammar ) mistakes.
Happy reading <3
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When Chris woke up in the morning, there was a soft sigh that leaves his lips. He woke up with heartwarming happiness instead of the sadness he used to experience every morning. There was no longer a sense of loneliness for him. Of course, he has a big family where they come together often and his friends where a smile never leaves his face but, at the end of the day, when he came home, he was alone.
Or worse, he was feeling lonely. Two different things. When you can be alone sometimes, the feeling of loneliness is like a disease that eats you out from the inside. According to Chris, it’s the worst feeling ever.
But thanks to you and his daughter, he never has to feel that emotion again. Because now, when he arrives home, he sees his daughter playing with her toys, a wife who watches that same daughter with such gratitude in her eyes, and peace.
Every time Rana’s little eyes look up and catch her father, Chris swears his heart skips a beat. Her eyes shine and a wonderful sound leaves her mouth. She giggles, dropping everything she has, and runs towards her favorite man in the entire world. Chris is already ready to catch her, on his knees with open arms, about the hug the best present you got him. And when that magical moment happens and Rana hugs him, Chris feels like he is in heaven. His eyes close as he lets her smell fill up his nostrils and embraces that little girl as tightly as he can. The world around him gets quiet, and only the two of them exist, at that moment. Then, Chris opens his eyes, and sees you, standing there. A smile shows on his face that reflects yours. The eyes that resemble Rana’s are sparkling, and your hands are in your back pockets, patiently waiting for your turn.
You know how important those little moments are since Chris was away a lot, so you never interrupted. But then Chris puts Rana back down and reaches out for you, his wife. His hands are touching the fabrics you’re wearing while his eyes are trying to take your features in. His lips catch yours in a quick kiss, while his hands don’t want to leave your waist for a while. His face finds a perfect spot in your neck, so he snuggles there and takes a deep breath. It’s his favorite perfume. A quiet “ I missed you so much” leaves his lips, like he doesn’t want anyone else to hear. Your hands found comfort on his shoulders, tugging him close to your body. His heartbeat was the only thing you heard, and you just closed your eyes and listened.
And this was the routine that Chris created with his family. So he knew that when he woke up today, it would be the same. He would leave for work, think about you guys all day, come back, and would be greeted with happiness. When he looked next to him, Chris saw you were peacefully sleeping. He wished he could control himself from not touching you, but he was selfish. So he slowly reached out to you, his hands taking place on your waist and his head on your neck, just like when he comes from the set. He places a few kisses on your neck and watches you slowly wake up.
“Good morning, honey.” He speaks first, seeing that it takes longer for you to wake up. You clean your eyes, look left and right, and finally look at your husband, who is hugging you from behind.
“Good morning, handsome. What time is it?” Your voice sounded like rash paper, but to Chris, it was the sexiest sound in the world.
“Just gone 8. Rana should wake up any time now.” A sigh leaves your lips, just like it did Chris’ when he first woke up. But much do his displease you got up.
“Hey, hey, hey. Where are you going? Let’s stay in bed for a while. I’m not ready to leave you yet.” It sounded like a joke, the way Chris said it, but you knew it wasn’t. Chris was always needy when he just woke up, another habit Rana got from her dad.
“Baby, I’ve got a lot of work to do, and just like you said, Rana is about to wake up, so I have to make her breakfast.” Chris was having none of it. His pouting session already started and his hands reached out to you, trying to get to the position you guys were 2 minutes ago.
“ Come on, gimme a kiss, please.” Unfortunate to him, his little tricks didn’t work.
“Chris, no! I have a morning breath and just, no! Get your ass up, make the bed, brush your teeth with me and get your ass downstairs. Chop, Chop mister!” Just when you said your last word, some noises came from your daughters, showing that she woke up.
“Yup, that’s her. I’ll take care of her. Just do what I just told you and meet me downstairs.” After you left the room, you heard Chris screaming “Yes Ma’am” and it made you laugh. “ Ah, you’re such a little boy, Christopher,” you said to yourself while shaking your head. It helped that he was cute being so.
When you entered your daughter’s room, you met with a sill little girl, her hair everywhere, and the biggest smile on her face. Your face lit up, and you fake gasped while walking to your daughter.
“ Good morning, baby! Oh my god aren’t you just the cutest baby ever? Yes you are, yes you are!”
The only thing Rana did in response was laugh, and it just made your heart grow a size bigger. After changing her diaper, you went downstairs, to put her in her chair and prepared her dinner. Usually, Chris and you did it together, but seeing that he was still grumpy, you did it on your own. Rana was busy with the bright color book and dodger was still sleeping, so without interruptions, her breakfast should be done in a couple of minutes. But you forgot about the biggest interrupter, your husband.
After he did every task you told him, he went downstairs and saw that you were busy. He gave a kiss on Rana’s forehead and went straight to you, his wife, who looked the prettiest in her black sleeping dress. He hugged from behind and left a big kiss on your neck.
“Oh my god, Chris, stop!” His hands started tickling your sides and you couldn’t help yourself but laugh.
“Why? I did everything you asked me, baby. I want something in return.” After saying that, he took you for a kiss, his hands down touching your back, until it reached your ass while yours stayed on his neck.
“Chris, stop, I told you, I haven’t brushed my teeth yet.” You broke the kiss and checked Rana, who was still busy with her book.
“I literally don’t give a shit, Y/N. I wanted to kiss my wife, and I did. And I’m about to do it again.” With that, he knocked your breath away when he connected your lips with his, once again. Your head was feeling dizzy, and you didn’t know if it was because you ate nothing or the power of the kiss. His hands, were everywhere on your body and it lit on fire when it touched your skin. Your noses were bumping and tongues were battling for dominance until Chris won. If the two of you were immortal this kiss would’ve lasted for ages. But unfortunately, you had to breathe, so you broke the kiss, once again. Chris was just like you, out of breath. Your head was still dizzy, and you definitely knew that it the kiss was the reason. Your cheeks were warming up like you had a fever, and your mind was empty. the two of you kept staring each other until Rana’s voice distracted the both of you.
“Daddy, up. Daddy!”
Chris looked back, seeing her daughter’s arms in the air, patiently waiting to get her out of her chair.
“I guess I have to take care of my other girl now.”
Your brain didn’t process until Chris picked up Rana and went to the living room. You didn’t know how, but Chris made you feel that way. Like a liquid. No thoughts. Just Liquid.
But then, when you saw Chris playing with Rana and er big happy face, you thought about how happy you were. And how lucky.
The only thing that you did was sigh. Chris and you made eye contact again and smiled.
And just like that, that day became one of your favorite days, ever.
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stylesmygucci · 2 years
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-𝐌𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐞 𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 || 𝐂.𝐄
Pairing: dad!husband!chris x reader
Content warning: fluff, mentions of sex
Word count: 1.1k
A/n: After literal months of not posting for Chris, I give you this sweet little bit<3 masterlist
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Cries. The thing I dreaded most at two in the morning. It was either a messy diaper or hunger.
“Babyyy,” Chris groaned.
“Don’t baby me, it’s your turn.”
The bed squeaked followed by the heavy pattings of his feet. He grumbled something under his breath but I was too tired to even bother to listen.
Eventually, the crying stopped and Chris’ light singing sparked through the baby monitor. My eyes shut and I hoped, hoped, hoped that I could reach the seven hours of sleep mark.
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A drooler was what our baby was, just like his father. He was up and smiling by the time I wiped away his dried saliva with a wipe. A change of diaper and a new bottle and he was set while I tried to cook breakfast— right after throwing a big tantrum.
It seemed all I remembered to cook was eggs. Chris got so tired of them that he started buying Raisin Bran (no amount of teasing was enough to convince him he was growing an old man).
“Coffee?”
I turned to look at Chris: dad slippers on, hair spiking everywhere, and more strands of grey on his beard than yesterday.
“Was just about to put it on.”
He hummed before kissing my lips. He went straight to our boy and smothered him with kisses until he whined.
“Why so cranky?! Just like your mother.” He said before bothering him with one more.
He began to cry and I gave Chris a look.
“I just want to love you, bud.” He picked him up from his seat, hushing him while he made his way to the pantry, taking out the Raisin Bran.
“I told you he doesn’t like to be smothered, he’s whiny in the mornings.”
“Yeah, yeah.” He brushed off. He poured his cereal. Our little baby babbled in his shoulder, lip still quivering from the small cry.
I always ignored the small back comments we gave each other. I know he doesn’t mean to be mean, he’s just tired. Like me. Sleep deprivation and waking up early does that to parents, it makes them cranky and moody.
The kettle started hissing. I immediately turned the stove off, poured out two cups and dropped one at the table where Chris now sat with our baby on his lap.
He played peek-a-boo with one hand, getting small smiles from our love. He’s so good with him (except when he forgets our love doesn’t like too many kisses). These past few months seem like a fever dream, too good to be true— maybe because of the lack of sleep.
There was shuffling, music, and shaking of those loud beads that drove me crazy at times. Our baby was giggling in his bouncer chair, jumping up and down at the sound of the small piano toy in front of him.
“Did he poop this morning?”
“Yeah, he did.”
Chris smiled. We were kind of running out of things to talk about. Our conversations were about baby or sex, no in between. First time parenting was difficult, and our stubbornness didn’t allow us to accept anymore help than we were given.
“I kinda miss dodge.” I said, scraping the last of my eggs off my plate.
“Kinda?” He sounded unconvinced, maybe even offended.
“Okay, a lot.” I admitted in a laugh. “Miss his stinky breath and those nights he’d split us up in bed.”
We had to let Scott take Dodger off our hands for a couple months, at least until our kid was old enough and we’d be able to manage the both of them. I knew Chris missed him, but we visited him almost every weekend to get rid of that grief.
He laughed. “I miss him too.”
He drank his milk and I got up to take his bowl before he stood.
“Can you change Bub’s diaper? I’ll wash the dishes.” I kissed his cheek. He nodded and sipped his coffee.
Hours upon hours, we sat back as our baby played with toys, crawled to corners we were too scared to let him close to, and put stuff in his mouth that he wasn’t supposed to.
Chris pulled away to take calls upstairs, meetings and all sorts of things for work. Sometimes I felt bad for pulling him away from his passion, but no matter how I try to reason with him, he states that our baby is the best thing that’s happened to him. I don’t question it at all.
My tired eyes don’t keep me away from seeing how much love Chris holds in his heart for our baby. It’s the type he’d get after coming home to dodger and i after being away for several months, only ten times stronger.
I hummed as I paced back and forth; baby on shoulder, and his babbling going quiet.
Spotting Chris from behind me, I raise my brows in question. Our one language we used when we tried to avoid waking this whiny baby up.
He smiled and nodded. “Knocked out.” He whispered.
I sighed and offered bub to his dad. He took him cautiously, and shushed him his whole way to the room.
Finally, after almost an hour of “sleepy music for baby’s”, I sat down and changed it to Gracie and Frankie. Even their jokes weren’t enough to keep me from falling asleep on the couch.
A hand ran over my shoulder, along with a blanket.
He kissed my head and told me he loved me.
“Chris-“ I held him back. He looked down at me with sleepy eyes. “Lay with me.”
He only gave me a tired smile, so obviously thinking of there was anything important he had to do before a break. He didn’t, or at least he didn’t care.
He turned on the baby monitor and put it beside the shut-off tv. Soon after, he carefully took his place beside me on the thin couch. He laid on his side, brushing soothing lines on my shoulders. My eyes stayed shut, too heavy to lift without me giving an effort.
“We need a getaway.” I mumbled. He laughed lightly before kissing my shoulder.
“That we do.”
“Like a real one, on the beach. Maybe the Hamptons?”
He let out a gut laugh at that, quickly muffling it in my shoulder. I couldn’t help but furrow my brows. I turned to face him and slowly opened my eyes.
“What’s wrong with the Hamptons?”
“Nothing, baby, nothing.” He cooed, kissing my forehead. “I just would’ve thought the Bahamas or Hawaii.” He smiled.
“Those sound good too.” I let my eyes close again. “I just miss fucking you.”
Then again, he laughed. My comfort.
“I do too.”
“Do too, what?” I yawned.
“Miss fucking you.” He kisses my forehead.
“I hope so.” I dug my head deeper into his chest, taking in every inhale and exhale, every beat of his heart, and the soft hums he let out.
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chrisevansonly · 1 year
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Little Duck
(Little Duck AU 🐥💛)
Dad!Chris Evans x Wife!Reader
Summary: There is a reason behind your husbands nickname for your daughter, I mean what can you say, he loves his little duck
Warnings: non, just pure fluffy dad Chris
A/N: I love dad Chris, I don't care what anyone says, this was purely self indulgent again, so enjoy! Also I used Arlie as a name again because I just love it<3
Word Count: 763
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Now there were two reasons your husband Chris had come up with the nickname little duck for your newly turned two year old daughter Arlie, both of which were the cutest reasons in the world. When Arlie was born Lisa had given you and Chris this adorable fluffy yellow duckling stuffy that Arlie was attached too from the day she started being able to actually hold and recognize toys. Everywhere she went, that duckling stuffy went with her. The second reason was that she had just started walking more independently and when she walked, she walked like a duck, a little waddle Chris would call it, and it was the cutest thing you’d ever seen
“Come on little duck, let’s get you a snack”
Chris has called out to Arlie whose little feet started hitting the hardwood floor as quickly as her little legs would go, the sound echoing through to the den where you were curled up on the couch with a book
“daddy snack!”
You could hear her little voice call back which sometimes although you’d hate to admit it, made tears fill your eyes, she was just so damn precious
“Yeah princess, snack time”
Chris picked her up and put her in the highchair that rested just beside the island in the kitchen, placing a few options down on the tray table, some cheerios, strawberries, banana’s cucumber, and some of her favourite flavour of yogurt 
“There we go little duck, yummy snacks”
She clapped her little hands letting out a noise of excitement 
“’ank you daddy”
You were still working on some of the more complex words for her age, although she could say many things, her speech had been much slower to develop than some of her peers in daycare. Chris placed a kiss on her forehead 
“You’re welcome baby” 
Arlie began to pick at certain things eating quietly until she seemed to realize something was missing, she had forgotten her yellow duck over by you in the den, which luckily, you’d started to walk over with 
“Ducky?”
Chris chuckled looking towards you as you appeared beside Arlie and placed a kiss on her cheek
“You looking for ducky baby?’
Arlie nodded before stuffing a strawberry slice into her mouth, you watched until she was finished chewing before pulling the yellow stuffy out from behind your back, Arlie’s face breaking out into a massive smile before giggling and reaching for it 
“We can’t eat with ducky though okay baby? I’m going to put him in front of you and he can wait until your full” 
Arlie pouted for a few moments before getting distracted in some yogurt she had spilled which allowed Chris some time to place a soft kiss to your lips as he tugged you into his side 
“She’s growing up so fast, it’s making me sad”
You laughed rubbing your hand along Chris’s back gently, Arlie was only two now and you both hadn’t discussed another baby yet, but it wasn’t off the table 
“You know two isn’t that old honey”
“Well, I know…but”
You leaned further into him reading his mind almost before saying 
“You miss when she was itty bitty huh?”
He nodded letting out a little sigh before jumping in to clean off Arlie’s yogurt covered face, placing her down onto the floor and handing her ducky 
“I wouldn’t be opposed to another, if that’s what you’re getting at…”
Chris paused and turned to look at you, his eyes lighting up 
“Really? You mean that?”
You nodded your head 
“I think it’s time little duck over here had a sibling”
As if knowing you were talking about her Arlie began walking towards you, that cute little waddle that both you and Chris adored highlighted as she bounded towards you 
“Ducky ducky!”
You laughed reaching down to pick her up and toss her in the air a little, filling the room with her tiny laughter, kisses being placed across her chubby cheeks when she came down. Moments like these always stopped Chris’s heart a little bit because it was all he’d ever wished for, for as long as he could remember. So, when he watched his wife and their beautiful little girl laugh and play around in their home, he couldn’t help but imagine what it would be like with another little one running around 
“You are just the cutest little duck aren’t you, daddy thinks so too”
Chris smiled pulling you both in for a hug before leaning down and covering the two of you in kisses 
“The cutest little duck indeed.”
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celebtattletale · 2 years
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Family Fun: Chris Evans heads to the coast for a day at the beach with wife and kids
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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!
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xcaptain-winterx · 4 months
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dad!Lloyd Hansen x sunshine!reader
summary: Lloyd and his son don’t like to share
warnings: fluff, Lloyd, boobs, breastfeeding
a/n: English is not my first language, meaning you will probably find a lot of misspelling etc.
Main Masterlist Daddy Sociopath Masterlist
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It’s dark outside as Lloyd walks through the front door of the Hansen castle. He’s been away since the morning, hunting down a drug dealer. He couldn’t even kiss you good morning because he left at 4am and didn’t want to wake you up. Your son is now three months old and is waking you two up every night because he’s hungry or lonely.
Lloyd really doesn’t understand how LJ can be that small when he eats that much. When LJ got the private doctor’s check up, they told you that he’s a bit small for his age. The doctor assured you two, though, that some kids just are smaller and LJ also came earlier than expected. Lloyd can still remember how small LJ was when he was born.
He may be small, but he got a strong set of lungs that he likes to use around Lloyd, mostly. The men Lloyd tortures in the basements hear the crying of the small Hansen.
Luckily, Sunshine is there to help. Lloyd knows he could never handle LJ alone. First, because LJ is a mama boy and second, because he doesn’t have boobs.
God, he loves your boobs, too.
He never thought your breast could get any more perfect, but he could have never imagined how beautiful they would get once you got pregnant. Not only that, but he literally became obsessed when your breast started to fill and he first ever got a taste of you.
The first time he tasted you, which was not your cum, you two were having some passionate sex and as Lloyd kissed your chest, he also kissed your breast. At some point, he sucked on your nipple and his mouth immediately filled with your soft milk. You were so embarrassed that Lloyd had to pull out and tell you that you didn’t need to be embarrassed about that.
Lloyd opens the door to the master bedroom, but you are not there. The bed doesn’t look freshly made, meaning that you apparently got woken up by something or rather someone.
“Oh, Junior, keeping your mom up again?” Lloyd says to himself as he makes his way to LJ’s nursery. He can see the soft glow of the lamp from under the door illuminating the dark hallway. Lloyd carefully opens the door and the sight that greets him melts his heart.
You are sitting in the rocking chair, nursing your sweet boy, while humming a soft lullaby. He can see your eye bags and messy hair, which to him makes you look even more beautiful. His college self would have thrown up if he knew he was going to be a father, but now, this is all he wants.
“Hey, Sunshine” Lloyds says quietly. You look up at him with a soft but tired smile, being awake since 2am because LJ keeps screaming his lungs out for you.
“Hey, Moonlight” you answer, tilting your head titling, as he walks towards you. “You are late”.
“I know. My work wasn’t really cooperative” he says and kisses your forehead. Your attention goes back to LJ as he grabs your finger. Lloyd follows and looks down at his son. “Hello to you too, my hungry little boy. Been keeping your mom up the whole night, haven’t you?”.
LJ pulls your finger closer at that, like he understands what Lloyd is saying, making him chuckle. His eyes slowly start to close as he continues to suck on your nipple.
Lloyd looks at you as his son starts to fall asleep.
“Was he a lot of trouble tonight?” he asks seriously, kneeling next to the chair.
“Define trouble”.
Lloyd chuckles, “Did he wake you up a lot of times? Was he just hungry, in need of a diaper change or did he just want mama?”.
“Two times. After the second time I just stayed awake because he wanted the full care package” you say caressing your son’s cheek. Even though he’s been eating, you are still full, which makes your breast hurt.
Lloyd notices how you keep changing your position in the chair while making sure LJ doesn’t stir. A grin flashes on Lloyd’s face.
“You know, when LJ is done and asleep, I could help you. I haven’t had a taste from your milk in a long time” he whispers, kissing your neck. You both know, he had them two weeks ago. “Come on, they taste so-“.
Before he can finish, LJ screams at the top of his lungs, a bit of milk still on his lips. His hand pulling your shirt closer. Lloyd rolls his eyes before looking at you.
“You see that, Sunshine?! He is stealing you away from me and now your boobs” he looks down at his son, “they were mine before you were here. I called dibs back then”.
Like LJ understands, he screams louder and kicks his legs, hitting his dad, making him hiss.
“See! LJ just kicked me, Sunshine” Lloyd says, rubbing his arm. While Lloyd complains, LJ starts screaming louder.
“Ok both of you calm down” you say, tucking your breast back in your sport bra and putting LJ on your chest, rubbing his back. “Lloyd, LJ is a baby. Because of him I produce what you fancy so much”.
“But-“.
“No, Lloyd. He calls dibs on them when he’s hungry, ok?”.
“Sunshi-“ Lloyd tries again.
“You can have them when LJ is not needing them”.
“But I-“.
“Either that or no boobs for you, Mr Hansen” you say. Lloyd looks like a kicked puppy. It doesn’t make it any better that he knows that his infant son is probably smiling right now.
Eventually, Lloyd nods in defeat and lays his head on your lap. A smile breaks out on your face as a pouty Lloyd is now hiding his face in your lap. You comb your fingers through his short hair, which slightly lifts Lloyd’s mood.
Sharing her boobs, or to be more correct, his Sunshine, was never something Lloyd had planned, but now he needs to.
It could be worse, though.
Guess he will just have to share your boobs.
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Milk and Cookies » Steve Rogers/Captain America
December 5th
Pairings: Husband/Dad!Steve Rogers x Wife/Mom!Reader with son James
Summary: Steve’s and Y/N’s 4 year old son can’t sleep so Steve lets him snack on milk and cookies.
Warnings: Fluff, language, nothing but cuteness, hugs and kisses, cuddling, nicknames for son (buddy, sweetie), pet names for Y/N (sweetheart)
Written on my phone so sorry if there’s any mistakes or typos.
GIF IS NOT MINE! Credit goes to the creators.
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“Daddy!” Steve hears a little voice.
“Daddy!” He hears again with a small hand tapping his arm.
Steve’s eyes open to see his and your 4 year old son James standing on his side of the bed. He checked the time on his phone which displayed 1:32am.
“What’s wrong, buddy? Why aren’t you in bed?” Steve asks, rubbing his eyes.
“Can’t sleep.” James says with a pout.
“You can’t sleep?” He says.
“No.” James nodded his head.
“I have an idea.” Steve says, getting out of bed.
Steve picked up James and quietly went downstairs so him and James didn’t wake you up. Steve sat James on the counter and rummaged through the cabinets causing James to furrow his eyebrows in confusion.
“What you doing, daddy?” James asks.
“Looking for the cookies.” He says.
“Cookies?” James asks, tilting his head slightly.
“Yes. Cookies.” Steve says.
When Steve found the cookies, he put them on the counter next to James and grabbed two cups and the milk from the fridge.
“Your grandma did this when I was your age when I couldn’t sleep.” Steve says as he poured milk in the cups.
“Your mommy did let you eat milk and cookies past your bedtime?” James asks.
“Sometimes.” He says with a smile.
Steve grabbed a couple of cookies, giving one to James. James took it from his daddy and dipped it in the milk and took a bite of it.
“Daddy, who was I named after?” James asks curiously.
“You were named after uncle Bucky. Daddy’s best friend.” Steve tells him.
“I thought his name was Bucky?” He asks confused.
“It is. His middle name is Buchanan, but he goes by Bucky.” Steve explains.
“Oh ok.” James eats the rest of his cookie. “Can I watch cartoons?” He asks.
“Normally I would say no, but yes you can. Don’t tell mommy.” He says.
“No tell mommy.” James says.
Steve cleaned up the little mess of cookie crumbs on the counter and put the cookies away. He picked James up off the counter and walked to the living room and sat down on the couch with him in his arms.
“What do you want to watch?” Steve asks, turning on the TV.
“SpongeBob!” James says excitedly, clapping his hands.
“Why SpongeBob?” He asks.
“Uncle Peter lets me watch it at his house and he’s funny!” He tells his daddy.
Steve chuckled at his son’s cuteness and put SpongeBob on. It didn’t take long for James to fall asleep. Steve noticed and grabbed a blanket from the other side of the couch. He carefully laid down with James on his chest and covered the both of them up. He wrapped his arms around him protectively and kissed the top of his head. Steve fell asleep soon after.
When morning came, you rolled over to wrap your arm around your husband only to find out that he wasn’t in bed. You got out of bed and went to James’s bedroom, thinking Steve was in there, but he wasn’t. You began to panic. You quickly went downstairs, but heard the sound of the TV coming from the living room. You went to the living room to see James playing with some of his toys on the floor and Steve sleeping on the couch which made you feel relieved. James looked up and smiled.
“Good morning, mommy!” James smiles.
“Good morning, sweetie!” You bent down to kiss his forehead.
“Daddy sleeping.” He says in almost a whisper.
“I see that.” You say.
You sat down on the couch and leaned down to give Steve a kiss on his cheek making him smile. He opened his eyes to see you sitting next to him. Steve sat up and gave you a sweet kiss on your lips.
“Do you want to explain why you were in bed when I woke up?” You asked your husband.
“James couldn’t sleep last night.” Steve says.
“Daddy let me eat milk and cookies and let me watch cartoons, but you’re not supposed to know!” James chimes in.
“Oh really?” You say, looking at your husband.
“I thought it would help him sleep.” He says.
“I did go back to sleeps!” James says.
“Well that’s good. What do you want for breakfast?” You asked.
“Pancakes!” James says with excitement.
“Alright. You two stay here and I’ll make breakfast.” You say, standing up and went to the kitchen.
“Thank you!” James and Steve say at the same time.
“You’re welcome!” You say back.
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-Bucky’s Doll
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