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sweetsbfreex · 2 years
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the couch
pairings: chris evans x wife!reader
warnings: none! fluff
You're cuddled up to your husband in the dimly lit room entertaining yourself in another episode of Modern Family. Your cheek is pressed against Chris’ chest and his arm wraps around you as his palm rubs up and down your arm . You look up at his perfect face and kiss him. 
“Goodnight, I’m gonna go sleep on the couch.” You say as you untangle yourself. 
He sits up urgently watching as you pick up your pillow. You stifle your laugh at the way his eyes widen, and his mouth makes a cute o. 
“What? Why? Did I do something?” He rapidly fires the questions. 
“No, I just want to sleep on the couch tonight.”
“Well why do you want to sleep on the couch?”
“I don’t know, I wanna be alone.”
His eyebrows knit together, “What did I do? Is it because of my snoring?” He shuffles over taking a hand in his. 
“No, honey.”
“Well I’ve clearly done something? We’ve never willingly slept apart. You can be honest with me.” He speaks the last sentence so gently, taking your face within his palm.
“Nothing!” You laugh, kissing the tip of his nose. 
“Well,” he sighs. “You should at least take the bed; I’ll sleep on the couch. Dodger will stay here too. No rebuttals.” He stands to gather his things for the night. 
He’d hate spending a night apart when you both were within distance, but if it's what you’d wanted, he couldn’t not give in. 
You can’t help but laugh at the solemn, yet cute expression on his face as he all but drags himself to get his things. 
He looks at you concerned, but you ignore it as you grab his face and kiss him. 
“You are so adorable, baby. You’d really let me have the bed.” You can’t help but squish his cheeks a little bit. 
“Well, yeah,” he grumbles. “Does that mean we’re both sleeping in here tonight?”
“Yes, it was a prank I saw on tiktok.”
He groans and throws his head back, so your hands fall to his shoulder as he runs a hand down his face. “Thank fuck, you scared the shit out of me. Don’t do that again. Ever.”
You laugh some more, throwing your arms over his neck. “Promise I won’t” 
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f10werfae · 1 year
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Pillowy Thighs
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pairing: Husband!Chris Evans x Plus size!Wife!Reader
summary: Y/n feels insecure watching all the other girls in the club, so Chris shows his wife why he loves watching her body move (requested by @aerangi )
Disclaimer: This story is fiction and should not be taken literally, the behaviour is simply imaginative and the content may be inappropriate
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“What’s wrong honey? My sweet gorgeous wife” Chris whispered into Y/n’s ear, his hands kneading the flesh on her hips affectionately, his hands tracing each of her stretch marks as if he’d memorised them. “Nothin, maybe you should ask Jessica to dance” Y/n huffed turning away from him, so when he leant in for a kiss, his lips hit her full cheeks instead.
“Hey hey now, what’s up?” Chris asked furrowing his brows, not paying attention to the rest of the party on the dance floor, his eyes trained on his wife’s beautiful face. “What i’m saying is, maybe you should dance with Jessica, rather than someone like me” Y/n shrugged turning back to the bar, swirling the liquor mindlessly in her glass. Motioning to the bartender who had been ogling Chris for most of the night, Chris of course being polite kept the conversation short.
“What’s that supposed to fuckin mean? Someone ‘like’ you?” Chris growled spinning Y/n’s face back to meet his, his expression hurt and angry. “Well-“
“Well? Fuckin well what? I wanna dance with my sexy ass wife on the dance floor and watch how her body moves” Chris’ head dipped to Y/n’s, his stubble covered cheek against hers, as his hands slowly felt up her doughy thighs which he swear he could live between if he could.
“B-but mine doesn’t move like that?” Y/n whined crossing her arms over her middle, nodding her head towards the typical club girls which were going crazy on the dance floor, their bodies grinding up against each other’s and everyone around them. Chris’ eyes didn’t even stray once, instead.
“C’mere baby, come dance with your man, your husband” Chris grumbled interlacing both their hands together, his head looking her up and down, leading him to whistle out as he admired the blue jewelled dress she had on; it accentuated all her curves perfectly. From the curve of her breasts, to her stomach, to her waist and finally her pillowy thighs.
“Okay but are you sure I belong here? with you?” Y/n asked shyly, her hands holding onto Chris’ forearms as they found a less crowded corner, his lips already attacking her jaw and neck feverishly. “You’re right where you belong honey, in my arms. Now turn around and let me love on my wife alright?”
Nodding Y/n turned around, feeling one of Chris’ arms wrap around her from shoulder to shoulder, while his other hand groped her ass through the dress gently. Together with the fast beat, Chris turned her jaw to the side so his lips could meet hers, anyone around them if they dared to look could see the couple passionately frenching on the dance floor without a care in the world.
“Arms around my neck baby” Chris growled, both of his hands going to settle on her waist, guiding her hips to the music. Y/n slightly whimpered as she reached both her hands behind her head to settle on Chris’ nape, letting his hands shamelessly grind her ass onto his hardened cock.
“See baby? That’s how you make me feel, no body else can do that to me. Only you Y/n, just you” Y/n nodded now wiggling her hips backwards, “atta girl” Chris whispered kissing her shoulder once more, his hand moving up from her waist to settle just below her breast.
“You’re crazy if you think i’d ever hate these tits, just look at how they bounce, fuck, s’all for me honey” Chris chuckled lewdly, cupping both of them harshly, letting them just bounce in his hand as they both humped their bodies together. “So don’t you ever fuckin’ say that I should dance with someone else that isn’t my wife, I only dance with you” Chris growled jerking his hips harsher, both of them more or less fucking with layers of clothes between them.
“Y-yes I understand, m’sorry” Y/n whimpered, thankfully everyone else was too drunk off their heads to realise what was going on in that one corner. “Turn around honey” Looking into Chris’ eyes, both of their hips slowed down, the both of them lovingly just swaying their bodies together; all their hands wandering all over each other.
“I love you so damn much, n’ don’t you ever forget it, ya hear me?”
“Hear you loud and clear” Feeling his hands grab a handful of her ass, Y/n leant up and kissed him sweetly, his bottom lip between her teeth as she bit it softly. “This body of yours isn’t the only reason i’m with you, this beautiful mind of yours” Chris kissed her temple sweetly, “And this pure beating heart, which beats for hopefully just me” Chris chuckled pointing to her left breast, leaning down and kissing it sweetly.
“Stop being so cheesy, you’re turning me on even more” Y/n smirked pulling him by his collar, giggling as she pressed kisses to his neck and jaw, an array of lipstick stains now covering him. “Can’t help it, love you too much”. Chris breathed out in the middle of the kiss, before smashing his lips back against hers, the kiss turning sloppy and wet quickly.
“Hold on, let me appreciate my wife’s body a lil longer” Chris said hesitatingly pulling away, a string of saliva connecting their lips. Using his large hands, he turned her around and immediately bent her over, dancing against her body in the doggy position; his hips pounding against the soft pudge of her ass wildly. “C-Chris, fuck, leave this to the bedroom baby” Y/n whimpered, feeling her body being pulled back up flush against his chest, his hands around her waist as he kissed her head gently.
“If you say so honey, let me go grab your purse and we’ll get going” …
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“Love your skin baby, always so smooth n’ soft like butter” Chris mumbled raining small wet kisses all over Y/n’s breasts, slowly making his way to her stomach where his hands massaged the flesh softly, even biting it every so often.
“How can you ever hate on yourself baby, you’re goddamn sexy, look at this” Chris said holding eye contact as he kissed her puffy pussy, his lips softly kissing and nuzzling into it as he breathed in her sweet scent. Y/n whimpered as she felt his tongue sort through her slick folds, his face coming back up, a wide goofy grin on him with his face wet with her sweet nectar. “Could eat ya all day honey, and these thighs, shit” He breathed out leaving open mouthed kisses on each one, coating them in colourful hickies just for them to see.
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Your Instagram but you’re married to Chris.
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yourusername forever crush🤍
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chrisxedits he’s so cute I cant 😭✨
ynchris_updates_ Chris and Y/n❤️
chrishemsworth he looks so goofy but cute
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yourusername late night talking is a must…
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chrisevans with you I’ll spend an entire night without sleeping
yourusername chrisevans that’s why I love u❤️
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yourinstagram to the man I met five years ago, I love you to the moon and back, you’re my life and my best friend. I love to spend late nights talking shit with you, baking with you and dancing with you in the kitchen when we’re making dinner. Happy Anniversary hubby dearest🤍
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chrisevans my dear wifey, I love you the most, never ever let that radiant smile I got flat on leave your beautiful face. Happy anniversary wifey dearest❤️
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Gonna make a Chris one too!
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upindreamland · 1 year
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Obvious - Chris Evans
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Chris Evans x fem!victoria secret model reader (she/her pronouns) oneshot
Request: a request where reader is famous victoria secret model and she is married to chris evans (fluff)
Italics mean flashback
Warnings: None. Just a lot of fluff. Please let me know if I missed anything.
AN: I hope you like it. I tried my best to mention the model aspect of it so I hope it’s what you were looking for. Please enjoy! (also I made the tweet gif myself so it’s not the best…)
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Y/N'S POV
Once I got inside our house, I let out a long sigh while finally being able to put down my bags. Taking in the scene around me, it looked exactly the same as Chris and I left it before our trip. Deciding to leave my suitcases near the front door I made my way up to our bedroom. Knowing how I needed time to relax, Chris dropped me off and went to buy some groceries for this week. 
Once I made it to the bedroom, I changed out of my airport clothes and into some sweats and a baggy t-shirt. Laying on my side of the bed, I decided to scroll through Twitter to waste some time before Chris got home. While scrolling, one tweet caught my eye:
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Wondering exactly what they were talking about I clicked on the replies. One reply had attached the clip:
Seeing the way Chris was looking at me made me fall in love with him even more. Since the beginning of my career, I thought that if I were to date someone, they would only see the Victoria Secret Model side of me. I was scared that they wouldn’t accept the other parts of me that weren’t the perfect model they see in public. I’m glad that I was able to find someone who has looked at me the same way as he did when he first saw me all those years ago. I was getting flashbacks to a scenario just like this - the time when Chris and I first met. 
I was sitting outside in the backyard feeling out of place at a party at some famous person’s house that I didn’t even know. There were still a good amount of people around me but not as many as there were inside. Looking up at the sound of someone clearing their voice I’m shocked to see Chris Evans standing right in front of me. Chris emerged into the spotlight a couple of months before me when “Not Another Teen Movie” came out. 
“Is this seat taken?” Chris said pointing to the seat next to me. 
Recovering from my shock I shake my head no. 
“You don’t know the host either huh?” He asked. 
“Was it that obvious?” I ask, feeling my cheeks heat up. 
“Kind of. You’re Y/N right?” 
“You… You know my name?” 
“I mean yeah why wouldn’t I? You have been all over the magazines as the up and coming Victoria Secret model. I should be asking you how you know me…”
“Who said I knew you?”
“Oh darling don’t act coy. Your face said it all when I came over here.”
“Oh sorry I confused you with that hot dude named Jake Wyler in that one movie.”
“So you think I’m hot?”
“I never said that!”
The rest of the night went by super fast. Chris and I just sat there talking about everything and anything. It was relieving talking to someone who understood the craziness of being young and becoming famous so quickly.
Feeling my phone buzz I looked down to see that my manager was texting me to remind me that I had a shoot tomorrow and I should head back home soon. Feeling disappointed that I would have to end our conversation I looked up at Chris and said
“Sorry to have to cut this short but I have to get going, I have a photo shoot in the morning.”
Something flashed across Chris’ face when I said that. 
Before I could figure it out he responded with: “Oh okay. Bye”
Waiting to see if he would say anything else, he went to open up his mouth but quickly closed it. When he opened it again he said, “Hope to see you again soon”
And with that I walked away. Not knowing when I would be able to see him again.
The next day my best friend texted me a link to an article. Opening it up I was surprised to see my name along with Chris’ name on the title. Scanning through the article there was a recording of Chris and I last night at the party. Some time during our conversation someone recorded Chris and I talking to each other. More specifically it was me talking about whatever and Chris looking at me with so much adoration. Feeling bummed knowing that I wouldn’t be able to see him again I went through my day getting ready for my photo shoot. 
While on the way to the studio, I decided to stop by my favorite coffee shop, The Little Cafe. I didn’t know why at the time but while I was about to open the door, I got nervous. Turns out that this coffee shop was going to be the place where my relationship with Chris would start. 
When I opened up the door, I was immediately struck with the smell of freshly ground coffee beans. Ordering my drink and sitting down to wait, a shadow came over me. Looking up I was shocked.
“Funny seeing you here” Chris said.
“Definitely, I didn’t expect to run into you here. I was just thinking about you.” I responded.
“Oh you've been thinking of me?” He said with a small smirk forming on his face.
Rather than trying to explain it to him, I decided to pull my phone out and show the article my friend sent me. 
“Oh wow I didn’t know I was that obvious”. He responded after the video was over.
“What do you mean?” I asked confused.
“Well for starters I thought you were really pretty and wanted to get to know you. While you were talking I couldn’t help but get lost in how normal our exchange felt.”
I was speechless.
“Then, when you told me you had to leave I was trying to find the courage to ask for your number but I got scared. I’ve been beating myself up over it all night. Now that you are here though, I’m not going to let that happen again. So can I get your number and maybe if you’re up for it go out on a date with me?”
I was even more speechless. Not knowing what to say, I just nodded and handed him my phone. When he handed it back to me I didn’t know what to say. I went to respond but was pulled out of the moment when my phone started ringing with my manager's name on the screen. Sending him a disappointed smile I promised to text him and answered the phone call.
Ever since then, it’s been history. 
“Y/N?”
Taken out of my flashback I realized that Chris was now standing in front of me. 
“Are you okay?”
“Huh? Oh yeah I’m fine I was just scrolling through Twitter.”
“Uh oh. What happened this time?” Chris asked, worry written all over his face.
“Nothing bad this time. It’s just a clip of you at the show.”
“Oh really. Let me see.”
Showing it to him I could see a blush rising to his cheeks.
“Huh I guess I’m still pretty obvious when it comes to how much I love you.” Chris said.
Now it was my turn to blush. I was at a loss for words once again. Through the ups and downs of both of our careers - like not seeing each other for weeks on end due to both of our busy schedules, - he has still stuck by my side and supported me no matter what. He still looks at me with that same type of adoration he had the first time we met at the party. I couldn’t have chosen a better husband to be there to support me while I do what I love.
“Come on downstairs. I got you coffee from The Little Cafe while I was out.”
I will never fall out of love with this man. 
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AN: THE END!! I hope you enjoyed it. Sorry if it’s all over the place. Also thank you for the request. This will be my first one ever.
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evansbby · 2 years
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bestie pls feed us spanking blurb, the immediate urge and need to be over daddy mafia ari’s lap whilst he just ignores ur pleas and cries and pulls down ur panties and spanks u 🥺😌
I’m literally at an airport so this’ll have to be brief but here goes… 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫
Pairing: mafia!Ari Levinson x naive!reader
Warnings: dark!Ari, dd/lg, smut, spanking, daddy kink, voyeurism, dry-humping
Summary: Your daddy punishes you after you accidentally say a bad word.
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“Daddy, please!” You cry, desperately wiggling around in Ari’s strong arms. He’s got a death grip on you, however, and he’s barely using even a quarter of his strength. “Please, didn’t mean to say it! Please!”
You hate punishments — especially spankings because they hurt and make you cry like a baby — even when you try your hardest to be brave. Even right now, you look at Ari with the biggest puppy-dog expression, eyes welling with tears.
“Honey, you know daddy has to punish you. Else you’ll never learn.” Ari’s got his stern voice on, which lets you know that there’ll be no worming out of this one. He easily manoeuvres your flailing body across his lap, pinching the flesh of your ass in warning, “and stop moving or else I’ll use my belt.”
You still immediately. He’s never used his belt on you but you don’t want today to be the day he does.
Sniffling, you look over your shoulder at him dejectedly, “Said I was sorry, daddy. It’s just— the oven was so hot and I forgot I’m not allowed to use big girl words— it just came out, I swear.”
Ari sighs, methodically flipping your skirt up and pushing your panties down, and he can’t help but squeeze the bare flesh of your ass. “Well, that’s another strike, because you shouldn’t be using the oven without supervision anyways.”
You pout, “b-but I’m your wife— how else am I supposed to cook for you? Ow!”
Ari gives your ass a firm slap, admiring how it jiggles, “Don’t get sassy with me, honey. You’re my wife but you’re also my baby. And what have I told you about babies?”
You hang your head dejectedly and recite: “babies like me aren’t allowed to do big girl things without daddy’s permission.”
“Good girl.” Ari strokes your hair back, petting your head like you’re his puppy, and you can’t help but lean up into his touch. “Now, baby. I want you to count every spank, and thank daddy after each one. Got it?”
Your lower lip quivers but you try to be brave, “Y-Yes, daddy.”
SMACK.
“O-One. Thank you, daddy.”
You grimace, biting your lip to keep from crying out loud. And Ari’s really enjoying himself, squeezing and groping at your sizzling flesh after every few spanks, as if he can’t help himself. He even presses his lips down on the sensitive flesh of your ass cheek, kissing you softly before landing another harsh smack.
“Look at your little baby ass, practically begging for a good old-fashioned spanking.” Ari murmurs, jiggling your cheek lewdly and making you wince because it hurts so much. “Baby wives like you need their daddies to keep them in check like this every once in a while, don’t you agree, honey?”
SMACK.
“T-Ten, thank you, daddy! I agree!” You cry, silently begging for mercy yet at the same time wiggling downwards, unable to keep still because the rough denim of his jeans feels so good against your throbbing pussy.
“Now look at you, wet from a spanking and humping your baby pussy on daddy’s leg like a little bunny in heat.” Another spank, and another one, and now you’ve lost count. “And in front of all your little stuffed animals too? You must feel so ashamed.”
You tearfully glance at all your stuffies, longing to have your stuffed rabbit, Floppy, in your arms to comfort you. Instead, you receive another series of hard slaps, the lewd sound of the smacks echoing around the room.
“Apologise to them too.” Ari orders you, voice dripping with authority and sick lust. “C’mon, honey. Apologise to your little stuffies for being such a naughty baby with a potty mouth.” He slaps your upper thigh and you hiss in pain, “Tell your little friends what a bad girl you are.”
“I’m a bad girl!” You cry desperately, unable to lock eyes with the toys, feeling silly and ashamed and humiliated all at once. “I’m sorry, stuffies and I’m sorry, daddy! Won’t ever swear again, please!”
A final slap and then Ari’s pulling you upright, gathering you in his arms while you sob into his chest. “There, there, baby.” He coos, kissing the top of your head and stroking your hair back, “Daddy had to do it. How else will little babies like you ever learn the rules?”
More kisses, more fondling, and he even licks up the stray tears falling down your cheeks.
“I know you’re just a baby and it’s confusing for you to remember all our rules— but that’s why you need daddy. I don’t want to hear another swear word come out of your mouth, you got that, honey? And no going near the oven, either. It’s dangerous for babies.”
You sniffle and nod, feeling especially small — as if you truly are his baby — as Ari cuddles you. Readily, you accept his thumb when he pushes it against your lips, sucking on it noisily to calm yourself down from the whole ordeal you’ve just gone through. Your ass feels like it’s on fire but you know that your daddy knows best.
“That’s my good little baby,” Ari coos, pinching your cheek and holding you close. And it’s crazy how he’s made you so addicted to his babying, to the point where you physically need him to act like this with you — especially after harsh punishments like this.
“Curtis.” Your eyes widen at Ari’s suddenly gruff tone, and your blood runs cold when you see your husband’s right hand man step out of the shadows in the corner of the room.
Had he been there this whole time?
“Cancel my meetings for today. My wife is being particularly needy.” He gestures down at you lying mortified in his lap, trying to push your skirt back down as you desperately continue to suck on your daddy’s thumb.
“Got it, boss.” The buzzcut-haired man nods and leaves, and Ari turns his attention back to you.
“Next time you break one of daddy’s rules, I’ll spank you in front of all my men, you got that?” He shoved his thumb further into your mouth, choking you slightly as your eyes begin to water, but he’s got the same loving look on his face.
“My little baby… soon enough I’ll have you trained to know all of my rules, even if it’s too much for your little baby brain to handle.”
THE END
AHHHH PLEASE LEMME KNOW WHAT YOU THINK!! I wrote majority of this at the airport then finished it just now!!
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sergeantbarnessdoll · 5 months
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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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𝐁𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐅𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲
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She was a good mother and a good wife. She always made sure to be there for her husband and son. Yet, he still left her, and the months of adjusting weren’t good. Especially when he treated her like shit, and her son would rather be with his father. Leaving her to slowly drift away, losing herself and hope. Pieces of her slowly dying, as she realises no one would miss her if she were gone.
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𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭
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!warning! This series will include heartbreak, divorce, assumptions of cheating, thoughts of suicide, mentions of drinking, feeling alone and unloved, being treated badly, and maybe smut?
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𝐅𝐢𝐜𝐬:
part 1 - 𝐈 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐚 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐛𝐲𝐞
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part 2 - 𝐈𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤
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part 3 - 𝐧𝐨 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐈 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐦
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part 5 - 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐧
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Teething Triplets
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pairing: Husband!Dad!Chris x Wife!Mom!Reader
summary: Chris finds himself in trouble alone with teething triplets and Y/n saves him with offers of a sleepover (Dilf!Chris)
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“y’all look like your daddy, too cute” Y/n cooed watching her three 8 month olds in the bath tub with their daddy. Chris clad in swim shorts sat at the end with all of them between his legs, a soft smile on his face as he gently poured water over Noah’s head first. “What bout me honey? Am I cute too?” Chris smirked tilting his head up, his lips puckered out for a kiss, only for the triplets to attempt to mirror him and want a kiss from their momma too.
“Sorry baby, my little tots get theirs first” Y/n giggled bending down over the side of the tub and kissing each Noah, Jacob and Isabella; all of them flailing around happily once their momma kissed them and tickled their sides to release those heavenly giggles. “Now for you daddy” Y/n smirked kissing her husband quickly but passionately on the lips, pulling back once they felt water being sprinkled at them.
“Awh you don’t like momma kissing daddy?” Y/n pouted seeing all three triplets were pouting with their eyes as big as saucers, their hands holding onto Chris’ leg hair harshly making him wince out. “Let’s just shampoo their heads and get these monsters ready for bed” Chris groaned prying their small fingers off his legs.
Grabbing their johnson baby shampoo, Y/n and Chris lathered them all up, smiling at how they all looked with shark spikes in their hair. “Okay wait let me get my camera babe” Rushing back into the bedroom Y/n grabbed her polaroid, running back and ushering them all to pose. Noah and Jacob did the typical grumpy pout as their pose, whilst baby Isabella cupped her face with her hands like an adorable little princess.
“Hey let us get a picture too baby” Chris whined pulling his wife closer to the big tub, kissing her cheek as she took a selfie picture of them both, wide smiles all around the bathroom. The triplets now preoccupied with their marvel bath toys, the water sprinkler they had and their,,, Daddy’s leg hair.
Once they had gotten each baby into their respective towels, lotioned up and clad in diapers and onesies. It was finally time for beddy byes. With Isabella and Noah in Chris’ built arms and Jacob in Y/n’s arms, they tucked them into their beds, but within seconds they had all cramped themselves into Noah’s side by whimpering out for their usual sleepover; the triplets hated sleeping without the other for now.
“Well hopefully if they sleep well, we can have our own fun time momma, maybe have another set of-“
“Chris! Don’t even say that, you’ll manifest it” Y/n whimpered turning on their bunny nightlight, watching her three babies turn on their side and hug each other as tight as possible; there was barely enough room left to breathe with all the stuffies on the bed too. “Is there something so wrong about finding my wife absolutely gorgeous when pregnant?”
Chris smiled clutching his wife’s hand tightly, pulling her shorter stature back to their shared bedroom, which also was full of plush animals for when the kids decided they wanted to sleep with momma and daddy. Pushing them off the bed Chris gently laid his wife down, hovering over her, soft loving smiles on their faces as their hands started wandering.
“Ya know Bella would kill you if she saw you pushed bluey off the bed right?” Y/n laughed kissing up his neck, her fingers tracing over her name and her babies’ names tattooed over Chris’ chest, her heart pounding with so much love. “Ah well as long as her momma doesn’t tell her, we won’t have to worry will we? Come on baby, it’s been weeks, m’missin ya so much”
“I know honey, been neglectin you haven’t I?” Y/n whispered with her lips ghosting over his, his hands lingering underneath her silk robe as her hand palmed him through his pyjamas pants; both of them panting the more heated their kiss got, their tongues meeting out in the open. “What the shit?” Chris suddenly broke away sitting up right, both of them sighing when in an instant a loud cry came from down the hallway, the cockblockers. “You wait here baby, i’ll go see what’s up”
“Babies what’s wrong? have a bad dream” Chris whispered seeing all three of his tots sitting up right, all hugging onto each other as they cried into their onesies. Sitting onto the edge of the bed, Chris brought all three onto his lap, all of them nuzzling into his chest and grabbing onto it for dear life.
Their nappies weren’t dirty, they weren’t hungry so what was going on? Lifting up Noah to face level, he tucked him into his neck seeing as he was crying the loudest. Noah was a complete sucker for cuddles, just loving the warmth and love he got from his daddy and momma; so Chris knew this was the best way to comfort him, but for some reason his cries still didn’t subside.
“OW” Chris exclaimed suddenly feeling his little bugger take a chomp out of his cheek, suckling onto his skin whilst chewing on it like it was his favourite baby food. “What the fahk” Chris whispered to himself watching his baby boy just chew on his cheek, trying to pry him off before suddenly, he felt another mouth latch onto his pointer finger. They were teething.
Then he thought, where’s Isabella, who was sitting there also red-eyed watching her brothers chew at her daddy as if he was some chew toy. “Bella, don’t bite daddy, ya hear me?” Chris said warningly watching his little girl come closer and closer, her mouth wide open and ready to chomp, now her small mouth was closing in on the arm wrapped around Noah’s body. Here we go…
“Gotcha baby, knew they’d start their munching soon” Y/n whispered grabbing Isabella from behind, before she could even bite down on her daddy’s arm, immediately placing a pacifier full of cold breast milk into her mouth; watching on as her mouth just bopped up and down cutely, her cries subsiding to quiet sobs and hiccups as she clawed onto her momma to snuggle in tight.
“Mama please tell me you have more of those amazing devices” Chris whimpered trying to pry Jacob’s mouth off his finger, the poor little boy just in so much pain from teething. “Of course, have a special one just for Jacob” Y/n smiled pulling an airplane themed paci out of her robe pocket, setting down Bella onto the bed, she grabbed Jacob gently and popped the cool tasty dummy into his mouth.
“Now get this bugger off, he’s practically eating me alive” Chris motioned to Noah who was busy try to bite at his cheeks, watching as Y/n swooped in, her hand carefully prying his mouth off and giving him his penguin paci, all three babies now more or less calm. “You’re amazing ya know that? How’d you know what was happenin?”
“The baby monitor babe” Y/n laughed pointing to the camera settled in the corner of the room, a camera they used whenever the babies were down for the night or were napping. Jacob and Noah sat peacefully between their daddy’s thighs, both their hands fisting his shirt to keep him from standing up, their big puppy eyes looking up at him.
“Oh hell” Chris sighed feeling his heart break seeing all three babies now pouting up at him not wanting him to leave them, he hated how each of them had his wife’s features, making it even harder for him to say no. Y/n on the other hand saw Chris in all her babies, seeing the perfect mix of them both in three tiny clones. “M-maybe they can stay with us tonight? We did get an extended bed for a reason daddy”
Y/n cooed picking up Isabelle, her pacifier cutely bopping away with her growing teeth, her hands wrapped around her momma’s neck clearly ready to go to bed with her. “You read my mind momma, let’s go to bed” Chris sighed happily picking up Noah and Jacob in each arm, all three babies now smiling around their paci realising they’d be sleeping with their momma and daddy in their big, nice, warm snuggly bed.
Within seconds of entering the bedroom Bella instantly started whimpering, pointing to her baby bluey that was on the floor, from earlier’s shenanigans. Y/n gasped playfully, “Oh no poor Bluey” pouting she picked up the stuffy, handing it to her baby girl who hugged it dearly to her chest, nuzzling her head into it.
“Night night loves, momma and daddy love you so much” Y/n said softly kissing each of them on the forehead, hugging her boys who were still in Chris’ arms.
“My heart is going to burst from how cute they are” Y/n whispered setting her down onto the plush mattress, watching as she rolled over to her older brothers who were on the other side of the bed. “My heart already bursted, like four times, one for you and one for each of our tater tots” Chris smiled putting a pillow onto the edge where the babies were, also setting up the baby fence they had installed on that particular side, for nights like these.
“Stop it you, the babies are here, so no play time tonight” Y/n giggled hitting his shoulder as she slid in beside her babies, her arm hugging over all of them as they all hugged onto each other; Isabella scooting closer to her momma’s chest. “Can’t help it, still feels like it’s the first day I met ya” He whispered against the shell of her ear, his arm stretching over her waist and as far over his sons as possible.
“I love you Chris, thank you for this, all of this” Y/n whispered reaching for his hand and intertwining them together, “I love you so much more Mrs Evans, so much more and the little family you gave me. N’ maybe we can discuss having another-“
“Shush Evans”
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Today, Tomorrow, and the Eternity to come - Chris Evans
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Husband!Chris Evans x Wife!reader (she/her pronouns) oneshot
Summary: A nightmare is horrible to deal with, but having Chris by your side to calm you down makes it all so much better. (angst at first but mostly fluff)
TW: Mentions of having a hard time getting pregnant. If this is triggering please do not read! Other than that it’s fluffy
Italics = nightmare
AN: I hope you enjoy this. I was in a fluffy husband Chris mood. Feel free to come talk to me if you liked this. Like, comment, and reblogs are appreciated.
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“Y/N I can’t do this anymore,” Chris spits out.
“What do you mean Chris?” I asked exasperated.
“I can’t deal with the fact that even though we’re married you can’t even provide me with the one thing you’ve known I wanted since we started this relationship,” Chris explains through clenched teeth.
“Chris, you know that this is not in my control! I’m sorry that I’m disappointing you, I’m trying my best. I understand your frustration but there is no need for you to yell at me,” I responded with my voice rising in volume.
“Whatever Y/N. Just leave me alone before I say something I’ll regret,” Chris tries to dismiss the rest of the conversation.
“No, say it Chris. Say it to my face. We can’t keep fighting like this!” I start raising my voice again.
“Fine! I want to get a divorce. Find someone else that might be able to provide me with a child,” Chris states in a tone that’s oddly calm.
“What… Chris…” I stammer out.
“Y/N!”
“Y/N!”
“Y/N! Wake up honey,” I hear being whispered in my ear while being slightly shaken.
“Chris? What, what happened?” I mumble tiredly.
“You were having another nightmare,” He responds calmly.
“Oh…” I sighed out.
“Y/N, what was this one about?” He keeps his voice calm while stroking my arm to help calm me down like he has for the past couple of nights.
“Just the same one. It’s nothing though,” I say, trying not to tear up at the thought of it.
I see Chris’ face drop into a sad small pout.
“Y/N, those nightmares are all wrong. I would never ever ever leave you because of that. I love you way too much and that’s all that matters. There are more than one way to have a family. So there is no need to worry. I’ll be by your side Today, Tomorrow, and the Eternity to come,” He responded, with a kiss on my forehead.
“Thanks, babe. That means a lot to me. I don’t know how to stop them though,” I reply, rubbing my eyes to get rid of some of the sleep still lingering.
“How about after we get a little bit more sleep, I can take you on a cute date and we can do whatever you want.” Chris proposes.
“That sounds like an amazing idea. Thank you so much babe. I knew I made the right decision when I decided to marry you,” I replied snuggling up to him.
“That was the best decision of my life, ever,” Chris responded, placing a kiss on my forehead.
Closing my eyes, I had a good feeling that this was going to be my last nightmare (for Today, Tomorrow, and the Eternity to come)
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AN: I hope you enjoyed it. Sorry that the ending was cheesy, I just had to add the title back in lol. Let me know what you thought. Any requests are welcome
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Early Christmas Present » Chris Evans
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Pairings: Husband/Dad!Chris Evans x Wife/Mom!Reader with son Max
Summary: Chris surprises his 5 year old stepson with an early Christmas present to Disneyland.
Warnings: Fluff, language, nothing but cuteness, hugs and kisses, nicknames for son (bud, little man), 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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“Sweetheart, you home?” Chris’s voice echoed through the house.
“Kitchen!” You shouted back.
Chris walked in the kitchen with a big smile on his face.
“Hey, babe. How was—” Chris kissed you with so much passion before you could finish your sentence. “That’s one hell of a kiss.” You smiled. “Not that I’m complaining, but what was the kiss for?” You asked curiously.
“Can’t a man kiss his gorgeous wife?” He says with a smile.
You know that smile. It’s the smile that he did something.
“What did you do this time, Chris?” You asked.
“Something good.” He says.
“What is it?” You asked.
“Something exciting that you and Max are going to love.” He smiles. “Where is he?” He asks.
“Upstairs playing in his playroom.” You say.
Chris goes upstairs with you following behind him. You two walk in the Max’s play room to see him playing with his Avengers action figures.
“Hey bud. Are you busy?” Chris asks.
“No. Am I in trouble?” Max asks, putting down his Captain America and Winter Soldier action figures.
“No you’re not in trouble.” He says.
“Oh ok. No I’m not busy.” He says.
You and Chris sat down on the floor in front of him.
“Chris has exciting news for us.” You tell him.
“What is it?” Max asks curiously.
“Who’s your favorite stepdad?” Chris asks.
“You’re my only stepdad.” He giggles.
“Point made, little man. Anyways, you know that Christmas is coming up, right?” Chris says.
Max nodded.
“Well, I got you, mommy, and I tickets to Disney Land! We’re leaving the day after Christmas!” He says.
Max’s eyes widened with excitement. He’s been wanting to go to Disney Land for as long as he can remember.
“No way! Really?!” Max asks.
“Yes!” Chris says.
Max hugs Chris, practically tackling him to the floor.
“You’re the best daddy ever!” He says.
Chris just smiles. Hearing Max call him daddy makes his day.
“I love you so much, daddy!” Max says.
“I love you too, bud.” Chris says with a smile.
“I love you, mommy.” He says, leaning over to hug you.
“I love you too, little man.” You smiled.
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