#Chris Evans 40th Birthday

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Finding Out

Pairing: Chris Evans X Reader

Word Count: 2530

Warnings: Fluff, Sick Reader, Hiding a Pregnancy from Spouse, Insecure Reader, Scott being the best, Language, Angst, Talk of blood and urine tests,

A/N: This is Part 1 in the Adventures of Baby Evans Series. I wrote Surprise! for Chris’s 40th birthday, that is actually going to be part 2 of the series. I know this is a lot backwards, but I didn’t think about it until after I wrote the birthday post.

If there is anything you would like to see in this series let me know,

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For the past week you have been waking up feeling nauseous. You would wake up in the middle of the night, when the feelings started bubbling up inside you. Not wanting to wake Chris you wouldn’t use the master bathroom; you would go down the hall and use the other one. You would make sure to clean everything up before heading back to bed.

You were trying to think what it could be. You were really hoping that you didn’t have Covid, that was still lingering around. You don’t know if you and Chris would be able to be away from each other for the ten days or longer. That would also mean that Chris would have to cancel everything for his birthday. Not that he would care about that, he would be more worried about you.

Later that day you went to the doctor’s office, they had you take a rapid covid test, just to rule it out. Once it was done you went to wait in your car until you got your results back. When you got your negative results, this made you worry a little more.

After getting your results, you went to the store to pick up something for lunch, as well as something for your stomach. As you were walking down the medicine aisles, something caught your eye. The little white and blue box was just sitting on the shelf. It was as if the box was taunting you.

There is no way… Right?

You stare at the box for what feels like an eternity. You did a mental count down before snatching it off the shelf and heading to check out.

Once you were out to your car, putting the stupid box into your bag. You drove home, when you pulled into the driveway you didn’t see Chris’s car, so you were a little relieved. You quickly gathered all of your bags and headed inside. You put things away and pulled the box out of your bag, before heading upstairs to your bathroom. You followed the instructions, then set a timer.

When it was close to the timer going off, you heard your front door open and Chris yelling for you.

“Honey! I’m home!”

When you didn’t respond, he walked up the stairs calling for you again. Seeing the bathroom door closed, he walked over and knocked on the door.

“Honey are you in there?”

“Yeah, I will be out in a minute.” You were able to keep your voice even, which surprised you because of how nervous you were.

“Okay, I’m going to go outside with Dodger for a little while.”

“Cool, I’m going to make lunch when I’m done in here.”

“Oh, do you want any help?”

“No, just go have fun with Dodger.”

“Okay. I love you.”

“I love you too.”

You heard him leave and start heading down the stairs when your timer went off. You started thinking about if you were ready to have a baby. You know Chris wants to have kids; you guys have talked about it a few times.

Now that you were sitting in your bathroom, waiting to find out if you are pregnant. You were starting to second guess everything. You let out a sigh before picking up the stick. Your other hand moved to cover your mouth to muffle the noise you made.

PREGNANT.

You felt tears welling up in your eyes. Your heart was beating a little faster and you had butterflies in your stomach. All of the worries you had moments ago, just melted away. You set the stick down and started fanning your face to try and stop all of the happy tears from falling.

“Oh wow.”

You start laughing, once you had composed yourself. You hid the test so Chris wouldn’t find it. Now you have to figure out how to tell him, but first you wanted to make an appointment with your doctor to be a hundred percent. You didn’t tell Chris just in case it was a false positive.

You quickly went about your day like you just didn’t find out life changing news. You made lunch for you and Chris, then you spent the rest of the day as a lazy day, Chris and Dodger were all for that.

A few days later, you were at your doctor’s office. After getting checked in and called back, your mind kept going in circles. You heard a knock on the door that pulled you out of the useless thoughts you were having. The door opened and your doctor’s head popped in with a smile across her face.

“Hello Y/n. I heard a congratulations is in order.” She walked in and started pulling up your file on her computer.

“Well, that’s what I’m here to find out for sure.”

You were trying to not get your hopes up just in case you weren’t pregnant. You really couldn’t sleep last night, you were tossing and turning for a few hours. Eventually you ended up getting out of bed so that you didn’t wake up Chris. You didn’t go back to bed until the early hours of the morning, when Chris came down the stairs to find you laying down on the couch.

“Well, there are a few ways we can do this. The most obvious would be a run of the mill pregnancy test, but I’m guessing that you already did that. Then there is a urine test, or a blood test. The blood test usually take a few days to get the results back. The fastest test is the urine test which only takes two to three minutes. They are both ninety nine percent accurate, so it comes down to a matter of preference. Some women choose the urine test because its faster or they don’t like needles. Then there are women that take the blood test because they don’t want to pee into a cup.”

“Okay, I’m okay with the urine test. I want to know as soon as possible.”

“Then let’s get this started.”

She went to the cabinets to look for the infamous cup. After she wrote your name on the cup, she handed it to you. She had you follow her to the bathroom just down the hall. Once you were done, you put it into the little window and headed back to the room you came out of.

After what felt like forever, your doctor came back into the room with her computer cart. She greeted you once again, before she typed away at her computer to pull up your results.

“Okay, let’s see here.” You were practically bouncing in your seat. “Well Mrs. Evans, it looks like you are in fact pregnant.”

She looked over to you with a smile on her face, only for it to fall. You were slightly in shock, even after taking the home test you still couldn’t believe it.

“Y/n? Are you alright?” She moved over in front of you.

“Yeah.” You let out a breathy sigh. Your eyes started tearing up, you brought your hands to your face. You let out a small laugh and you couldn’t keep the smile from your face. “I’m gonna have a baby.”

“Yes, you are. You are gonna be a momma. Let me see if we can get you an ultrasound and find out just how far along you are.” She started typing into her computer. “Well, there are a few options. There is one that is two weeks from now.” She looked to you.

“That’s not going to work. I will be out in California for work in just over a week.”

“Okay. Then there is only one option, unless you want to wait till you come back. You could even go to a doctor out there for the ultrasound.”

“No, I would rather have it done here, and I don’t want to wait. What is the only option that I have?”

“In about ten minutes from now.”

“Oh.” You were a little bit shocked that that was even an option. “Okay let’s do that. Can we also make an appointment for June 14th? I’m gonna try to be back in town for my husband’s birthday on the 13th, I want to surprise him for his birthday.”

“Okay, we can do that. If you can’t make it just call and let us know.”

“I will.”

She quickly called down to have one of the ultrasound machines ready for when the two of you went down there. She grabbed you a pair of scrubs for you to change into. Once you were ready to go, she walked you to the room where the ultrasound tech was waiting.

“Hello Mrs. Evans.” She had a smile on her face as you entered.

“Hello.”

“I’m going to have you come and sit on this bed so we can get started.”

You followed her instructions. She moved the bed into a laying down position. She asked you to lift your shirt up just a little bit, so she could put the gel on your stomach. She did give you a warning that it would be cold. Even with the warning you still jumped a little.

“Okay let’s see your baby.”

She put the ultrasound camera onto you, moving it around to find your baby. When she did you could hear a loud and fast pounding. You looked at the monitor, you saw what you could only describe as a peanut shape blob. The ultrasound tech pointed to it.

“There’s your baby. From the size, I would say that you are about eight weeks along.”

You didn’t even realize you had started crying until you were handed a tissue.

“I’m going to print a few photos for you, and we can get you out of here.” She grabbed some paper towels to wipe off the gel.

“Thank you.”

After a few minutes, you were able to collect yourself and head home. Now that you had a one hundred percent confirmation that you were pregnant, you were already thinking of ideas to surprise Chris with the news. The problem is that you have to leave in just over a week to go back to California to do reshoots. So, once you were home, you decided to get your partner in crime involved.

“Hello?”

“Hey Scott. I was wondering if you wanted to meet up for a late lunch today?”

“That sounds amazing. I finally get to hang out with my favorite sister.”

“You better not let Carly and Shanna hear you say that.”

“It’s fine, I’m sure they already know it.”

“I don’t think they do, but okay. So how about we meet in a half hour at our favorite place?”

“Absolutely, I will see you soon. Bye.”

“Bye.”

You quickly got ready to go meet Scott. When you were about to put your shoes on Chris comes around the corner.

“Hey Beautiful, where are you headed off to?”

“Hi handsome, I am going to go have lunch with your brother and then go run some errands before I have to leave for LA.”

“Oh ok. Have fun, but not too much fun. I know how much trouble you two are when you get together.” He walked over to you leaning down to bringing you into a sweet kiss.

“Hey!” You give him a light smack on the chest. “We are not trouble. You are the troublemaker here Mr. Evans.”

“Only because you corrupted me Mrs. Evans.”

“You are such a dork.” You laughed. “Alright, I will talk to you later.” With that you left the house.

You don’t know why you were nervous. Chris’s family have been pestering the two of you for years now, on when you were going to have kids. Scott and Lisa were the main ones, but this feels different for some reason.

You beat Scott to the little café; you grabbed a table to wait for him to show up. It wasn’t too long of a wait. You were looking up ideas on your phone when you heard your name being called.

“Y/nn.” Scott squealed, you got up to hug him. “It has been too long.”

“Hi Scott, I know we really need to hang out more when I come back from California.” The two of you sat down.

“Yes, we should. So, how have you been?”

“I have been good.” You gave him a soft smile. He gave you a slightly worried look.

“Okay, not that I don’t love the impromptu lunch dates. Believe me I do, what’s going on?”

“You know me too well Scotty.” You let out a sigh, as you looked away from him.

“Come on, out with it.” You looked back to him.

“I’m pregnant.”

The look on his face was absolutely priceless, it caused you to start to tear up. The amount of joy that he had was astounding. He let out a squeal before getting up to hug you. You leaned back slightly and pulled the ultrasound photo out of your purse and handed it to him.

“Oh my gosh! That’s amazing!” He let you go to sit back down; he was just staring at the photo. After a few seconds he looked up with a confused look. “When did you guys find out? Wait Why is Chris not here too if you were going to tell me?”

“He doesn’t know yet.” You looked down at the table.

“What?!”

“Scott, I just found out. I know this is going to sound stupid, but I don’t know if he wants kids right now. Especially with everything going on, I don’t want it to add to his stress level. I mean its not like we haven’t talked about it before, and we weren’t even trying. I just…”

“Y/n hunny, stop.’ You stopped and looked up at him. “Let me tell you something. My brother wants to have kids with you, he isn’t going to care when it happens. In his own words “Chris wants to be a daddy.” This caused you to giggle. “I hate that I just said that, but he loves you and he is going to be over the moon when he finds out you’re pregnant. He has told me and ma many times that he can’t wait to be a dad. At one point he was talking to us about how he was afraid to ask you if you guys could start trying.”

“What? No, he didn’t.”

“He did, you can ask Ma.”

“Thank you, for being here for me. I know that that was completely irrational, and I’m sorry.”

“You’re welcome and no it wasn’t. Now let’s get some food and talk about how you are going to tell Chris.”

“Yes, I am starving.”

For the next hour, the two of you were talking about what you should do. Once you settled on an idea that you really liked, you put that plan into motion. When you had ordered part of the surprise you made sure to send it to Scott just so Chris wouldn’t know anything about it.

Now you just needed everything to work out on the film side so that you can make it home for Chris’s birthday.

 Till the End of the Line (Everything) Tag:

@amelia-song-pond​

@cherthegoddess​

@sebsbrokentoe​

@sleutherclaw​

Series Tag:

@kelbabyblue

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[whatstruthgottodowithit]

My Fic Rec List

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

Elvis Presley

Ten Minutes // @aconflagrationofmyown

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

Happy Fuckin’ Birthday // @headfullofpresley

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

More Than Friends // @headfullofpresley

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

.Pink Scarf // @missmaywemeetagain

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

Sentimental Over You // @elvisabutler

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

Your Teddy Bear // @steph-speaks

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

Just to Keep You Satisfied // @dulcewrites

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

Strawberry Milkshake // @headfullofpresley

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

Treat Me Nice // Josephine_221B

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

Austin Butler

Prettiest Thing // @ab4eva

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

Sloppy // @cowboylor

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

Tonight I Wish I Was Your Boy // butlerstyles

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

Chris Evans

The Big 4-0 // @rocketrhap3000

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

Harry Potter

The Clockwork Locket // orphaned account

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

Marvel 

Going Down // cjmarlowe

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

Movies

‘Atta Girl // @legends-of-apex

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

TV

Friends Support Friends // @radicalbilly

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

Ice Cream and Old Knees // orphaned account

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

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

[justyouraverage-simp]

surprise// chris evans

pairing: chris evans x reader

warnings: just some tooth rotting fluff

summary: everyone knew chris was obsessed with disney and with his 40th birthday coming up what better way to celebrate then be in the happiest place in the world

notes: i am aware chris is already 40 but we are going to ignore that for the purpose of this story

 Y/N and Chris have been together for almost 3 years but had known each other for 3 years before you made it official. Chris’ 40th birthday was coming up and she wanted to do something special for him to mark the occasion. Y/N had lots of different ideas but she wasn’t a hundred percent set on any of them so she decided to message Scarlett to get a second opinion, after meeting her on the set of Civil War she had became one of Y/N best friends especially after she pushed Y/N and Chris to actually start dating instead of just pinning over each other. 

Y/N: I need your help

Scarlett: Oh with what

Y/N: I don’t know what to do for Chris’ birthday

Scarlett: Don’t overthink it, just do something you know he will love. Trust me if anyone knows him it’s you

Y/N: I just want it to be special for him, it’s his 40th

Scarlett: I know but I know for a fact he wouldn’t care if you sat watching Disney movies all day as long as he’s with you he won’t care

As Y/N read the message Scarlett just sent it hit her, where best to spend your 40th birthday for someone who still has the biggest love for Disney than the happiest place in the world. 

Y/N: Scarlett you’re a genius, I’ve got the perfect idea. 

-

It was now a month later and Chris’ birthday was in two days but she was going to give him one of his birthday presents early. It had taken a little while for Y/N to organise but now it was ready and she was ready to surprise him. 

Chris had finished filming today so Y/N decided it would be best to surprise today whilst he was out the house. She walked upstairs to their shared bedroom and placed a black box on the bed. She took some black shredded paper and filled the box with 2 boarding passes with the location of Disneyland, a clear acrylic mickey keychain with Chris written on it and 2 magicbands. Y/N closed the lid to the box and tied a red ribbon around it and secured it with a bow. She then took the box to her car, placing it behind the front passenger seat and headed to pick Chris up from set. 

-

Y/N arrived at the set and  walked towards Chris’s trailer, she walked up the steps and was about to knock on the door when she heard someone open the door, there was a brunette girl probably in her early twenties walking out of Chris’ trailer. Y/N caught a glimpse of her face and she could tell the girl was slightly nervous, could you blame her though? Chris was looking extremely good that day. 

Y/N walked into the trailer and saw Chris sat on the sofa. “Care to explain that to me Mr Evans” Y/N teased. 

“Are you jealous Miss Y/L/N” Chris said as he walked over to Y/N

“No because I know I’m the only one you sleep in a bed with” Y.N said as she wrapped her arms around Chris’ neck reaching up slightly because of the height difference between the two.

“That you are” Chris said as he kissed Y/N passionately. 

“Who was she anyways” 

“The set PA just letting me know that I am officially wrapped” 

“Well then Mr Evans let’s get home, I know a certain someone’s been missing you” Y/N said and smiled up at Chris. 

-

Y/N and Chris were now in the car heading home and Y/N knew she had to surprise him sooner or later. “Chris, can you grab my water bottle? It should be behind your seat” she said. 

“Yeah course” Chris said as he leant round his seat, he immediately spotted the box. “Baby what’s this?” Chris asked as he placed the box in his lap and then passed the bottle to her.

“Oh that. It’s one of your birthday presents but you can have it now as you have seen it now” Y/N said trying to sound slightly disappointed. 

“You sure I can wait, it’s fine” Chris said feeling slightly guilty,why didn’t he just not say anything and pretend he didn’t see it? He thought to himself

“No it’s okay it’s only small, I’ll pull over so I can see you open it”

“Okay”

Y/N pulled over and took her phone out of her pocket and began recording as Chris pulled on the end of the ribbon and lifted the lid of the box off. As soon as he picked up the boarding passes his eyes grew bigger and a smile crept onto his face. He looked like a kid on Christmas. 

“No, is this a joke?” Chris said, looking at Y/N. 

“No it’s very much real, we leave in a couple days” Y/N said smiling, Chris immediately wrapped his arms around Y/N’s neck pulling her into a deep hug causing her to stop filming.

“Thank you, you know you didn’t have to” 

“I know but I wanted to, your turning 40 I just wanted to do something special for you” 

“What did I do to deserve you hmm?” 

“I’m not sure, you must have been really good in a past life”

“Yeah something like that” Chris said kissing Y/N once again

“Happy early birthday my love”

“Thank you baby”

notes: aww this may be one of my favourite fics i have written! there will be a part 2 to this which I am really excited to write

#chris evans #chris evans fluff #chris evans x reader #chris evans x you #cevans #christopher robert evans #chris evans x female reader #chris evans x fluff #chris evans x f!reader

[thedarkplume]

Hey, guys I hope everyone's day is going spectacular! As you all know, today is Chris Evans 40th birthday!! I wanted to do something special for such a special day. Thus, I have compiled a list of my absolute favorite stories written for Chris Evans's characters.

Be advised, however, some of these are dubious consent, non-con, daddy kink, spitting, squirting, oral m/f receiving, creampie, anal, and all other manner of kinks I did not realize I enjoyed until joining the site.

It took me a very long time to compile this list and I may have to do some for Sebastian Stan later since some people want to cancel him. But we're not going to talk about that right now.

Here is a list of some of my absolute favorite Chris Evans stories in no particular order.

Golden Boy (Dark!Steve Rogers) - @angrythingstarlight

What sets this one apart from the rest of her stories, is that there's a deep resentment from Steve to Bucky in the very beginning of their friendship.

What The King Has (Soft!Dark Steve Rogers) - @sincerelythedarkside

I just read this one this morning. This was sooo good guys!

Hidden Solace (Andy Barber) - @ozarkthedog

This was difficult. I kept thinking I'd pick Reparations or Cock Worship, but Andy being a little touch starved did it for me.

Burning Desire (Andy, Steve & Ransom as Triplets) - @sinner-as-saint

She really gives you the best of 3 worlds here!

Ticking Clock (Dark!Andy Barber) - @syntheticavenger

Another tough choice. Synth comes straight for your heart and vagina, and you'll love her for it!

Stealth (Steve Rogers) - @afriendlyblackhottie

I may have bitten off more than I can chew, guys! It's so hard picking just one because there's nothing she's written that I can say is not one of my favorites. I'm telling you, get some wine or your favorite drink (alcoholic or not), put your feet up, and enjoy this lovely lady's artistry!

Back Rooms (punk!Me from Playing It Cool) - @fineanddandy

Not only did she use the fabulous @nix-akimbo edit for this one, but she makes you question if loyalty to a friend is worth walking away from a guy that genuinely wants you.

A Different Kind of Love (Alpha!Andy & Beta!Jake) - @river-soul

Can you imagine having both Jake and Andy in an A/B/O world? Read this story and you won't have to imagine!

Wear Me Down (Ari Levinson) - @navybrat817

Her fight is commendable, but you can't fight fate!

The Valentine's Cock Up (Steve Rogers) - @drabblewithfrannybarnes

God, this makes me laugh just thinking about it!

Original Sin (Dark!Bryce Langley) - @stargazingfangirl18

This had to be my hardest pick yet. What can I say about this ridiculously talented author? She made me lust over Robert Pronge which I promise was not an easy feat. I went kicking and screaming, but I'm here. Honorable Mention to her latest series Necessary Arrangements & Devil's Advocate.

Good Little Wife (Soft!Dark!Mob!Andy Barber) - @donutloverxo

All of her stories have a sort of soft and gentle reader that the men trip over themselves to take care of. I love it!

Goodbye Again (Endgame!Steve Rogers & Avengers!Steve Rogers) - @sweetlyscared

I can go on all day about how much I love this story! The emotions, the love, the loss, gah!!! I'll never not reblog this story.

Snowed In (Ransom Drysdale) - @the-iceni-bitch

Another author who has me lusting over Robert Pronge! I love her Ransom stories, beginning with Snowed In, because while he's still an ass, his girl gives it back just as easily.

Renewing Vows (Dark!Steve Rogers) - @gotnofucks

Dibs is one of my favorite authors. She's one of the few authors on this site that when you read her stories, especially the dark ones, you feel the obsession and single-minded desire to possess you no matter the circumstances. I love how she incorporates her culture in some of her stories as well, particularly the Happily Ever After series. You know it's wrong, but seeing the Avengers in their desi apparel still makes me go, "aww! They really want to make her feel welcomed!" P.S. I really, really came close to choosing Murder at the Whorehouse!

Dark Assassin (Dark!Silverfox!Steve Rogers) - @kleohoneyao3

It took me forever to find this story again. I've always been attracted to older men, but Silverfox!Steve is the goat! My second favorite is Of the Earth.

Little Red series (Steve/Curtis/Andy/Ransom/Johnny) - @autumnrose40

This proud Omega always gives you the best C. Evans characters stories. And she's not afraid to push boundaries with different species(werewolves, mermen, octogods, etc). I'm always so happy to see she's posted something.

Creamsicle (Robert Pronge & Dark!Andy Barber) - @sapphirescrolls

I don't think I need to list Robert as dark, do I??? While she has a cornucopia of dark writings, this is my favorite!

I Have Questions (Steve Rogers) - @royallyprincesslilly

Accidentally dirty-talking Steve Rogers? Hell yeah!

Unhappily Married (Dark!Steve Rogers) - @cherienymphe

This is a wonderfully talented dark writer. I almost chose Twice Bitten several times because (1) she writes vampires the way they're meant to be written, and (2) Steve is so unapologetically hot and cold with the reader it makes me weep. But I do love kids (set in fiction only) and poor Nathan needs a real mother!

Hirsute (Werewolf!Andy Barber) - @avintagekiss24

Whew! This was tough. I literally love all her stories, particularly Blue Ocean Floor and her latest, 'with the weight of the world at the tips of my fingers.' There's a sleek elegance to her writing that is unmatched.

Let Me Teach You (Jake Jensen) - @vannybarber

Jake Jensen does not get enough love. Luckily, he's starting to come up. This writer gives him all the love and appreciation he deserves with this story.

Tell Me You Love Me (Steve Rogers) - @lotusss-flowerbomb

We all have pasts, but if you're going to let your co-workers get drunk around your girl, give her a heads up that you may or may not have hooked up with the gorgeous red-haired spy. Loved this so much!!

Mr. and Mrs. Ari Levinson Invite You to...the Worst Wedding. Ever. (Mob!Ari Levinson) - @caffiend-queen

I've never seen Ari written like this. He's wild and crazy and utterly addicted to his new little wife.

I loved everything about this wedding, especially the author letting us see the different Jewish wedding traditions. If you didn't love Ari before this story, you will after this story!

This was fun you guys! And it gives me a point of reference in case I once again lose some of the stories listed here.

As an added bonus, here are some of my favorite @nix-akimbo edits:

#chris evans 40th birthday #fanfiction appreciation celebration

[littlezombie666]

Happy 40th Birthday Chris Evans!

It’s been a crazy year for me... he brought me hope and joy; I’m glad of being part of his fanbase and can’t wait to see his new projects.

I’m proud of him.

Thank you, Chris. 💙

*screenshots by me and edit by me

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[bluemusickid]

Happy Birthday to Mr. I-Love-Fucking-Girls-In-the-Butt, Christopher Robert Evans!!💓💓😘😘😘😘✨✨😭 You could've had a day full of hot sex and good food and amazing chocolate cake if you'd married me, but oh well, das ok i guess. we can try next year boo😘💓💦💦💦💦💦💦

#chris evans #steve rogers #chris turns 40 #chris evans 40th birthday #ce #cevans

[flixadda]

Chris Hemsworth hilariously trolls Chris Evans on his birthday

Chris Hemsworth hilariously trolls Chris Evans on his birthday

In honour of his `Avengers` costar`s 40th birthday on Sunday, c hilariously trolled Chris Evans by sharing a heartfelt message alongside a photo of another Hollywood Chris. Hemsworth took to his Instagram handle and wrote, “Happy 40th birthday Chris Evans, you`ll always be number 1 in my book @chrisevans,” alongside a photograph of Chris Pratt instead of Evans. The photo shared by Hemsworth…

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#Avengers #Chris Evans #Chris Evans 40th birthday #Chris Hemsworth #entertainment news #hollywood news

[ramp-it-up]

It Takes Two

Pairing: Soft Dark!Chris Evans x Reader

Warnings:  18+, Minors DNI. Curate your own experience. Cursing, drinking, cheating, breakups, rehab, recovery, deception, lies, celibacy, manipulation, wedding planning, semi-public explicit, rough, sex, oral sex (m receiving), degradation kink, breeding kink, choking, dubiuous con (b/c of deception). Darkish! Scott Evans. This is not proofread!

A/N: @lovebittenbyevans gave me a great idea about still dealing with Chris when commenting on The One.  I thought that the Chris in that fic could really go left and get pretty Dark and dirty. And then.... 

Anonymous asked:

Imagine Chris cheating on Y/N …

That made me think up this fic. It is a sequel to The One. I hope you like it!

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You left him.

You flew to Montreal to surprise him on set, trench coat and lingerie and everything, and when you opened the door to his trailer, you saw Heidi on her knees giving Chris a blowjob.

You cussed him out, threw the ring back in his face and turned around and left. 

You blocked his number, moved out of his house and cut off all contact.  You were done.

The audacity of Chris being indignant about your warnings about Heidi when he was boning her all along.

You loved Scott, but you had to cut him off too after he tried to explain that Chris was drunk when you found him, and was going to rehab to deal with his issues. 

 It was classic celebrity bullshit and you didn’t have time for it.

You decided to center yourself, and swear off all relationships and sex. You wanted to purge your mind of all that weighed you down. 

You concluded that love, sex, and Chris Evans made you feel heavy as fuck. 

You moved to New York City. It was far enough away from Chris and your folks in Houston to give you some peace. 

You could still run your business and even think about a storefront.  It was the perfect location to live your best life, eat healthy, exercise, socialize and network. 

You fell in love with yourself, and you didn’t think much about Christopher Robert Evans at all.

Only every time you went on IG or Twitter, even though you blocked him and his hashtags.  And every time you went to Target, because his fucking movies and merchandise were everywhere. 

But you were cool, because you were doing you. You weren’t looking for love.

Of course, that’s when it found you.

Six months after you left Boston, you were at a natural beauty products expo in Brooklyn hawking your wares.  

Your business had taken off, with almost a half million dollars in sales, and you were being interviewed by a major news outlet of color when one of the correspondents caught your eye. 

You flirted, exchanged numbers and ended up going on a date. In another three months you were engaged to him.  

Kevin Watts made you feel safe, protected and loved. And he wasn’t just after sex. He was well off, and secure in himself and you.  It just felt right. 

When Kevin proposed, it was just you and him at your favorite restaurant. So romantic. 

Not like the rowdy family 4th of July party at which Chris asked you to marry him last year, in front of both your parents.

The laughter and the joy was just a little much. 

This was perfect. You didn’t miss Chris at all. You set about planning your wedding with a profound sense of peace and safety.  

You and Kevin were meant to be.

----

Chris was nothing without you.

Nothing but an award winning actor and producer, a multi-millionaire and founder of a major organization dedicated to bringing opposing political viewpoints together. 

All of that was cool, and it kept him going, but when he lost you, he lost his motivation.

Chris didn’t take any more roles after the sequel with Heidi, and he dumped her post haste. He did enter rehab and realized that he depended way too much on alcohol to dull his emotions. 

He got drunk off his ass when he was away from you because he missed you so much, and that led to him letting Heidi think that she could have him.

She’d had him physically, but never his heart. Or his mind. You owned those.

Chris followed your business closely, and was proud of your success. 

Of course he followed your social media on burner accounts and saw that you were doing well. 

You looked like you enjoyed being single and seemed healthy and happy.

He couldn’t ask for anything more for you.

Except to be his again. 

Chris was just biding his time for your reunion, deciding to give you a year before he made his move. 

Now he felt every emotion, and he knew that you must still love him too.

You just needed to realize that your life would be even better with him back in it.

The year apart would be just punishment for what he’d done to you, and when you came back together, it would be better than before.

Everyone speculated on his bachelorhood, wondering if he would settle down, speculating and gossiping about who he was with, but he just played coy and kept quiet.

No one would know that he was yours and yours alone, and that you were still his.  

You just didn’t know it.

But you weren’t going along with the plan that you didn’t know about. 

About seven months into his self-imposed purgatory, a complication started popping up on Chris’s feed. 

Kevin. 

And a couple of months after that, a post of a proposal, in a restaurant.

The asshole probably didn’t even ask or involve your folks.  Chris was in a rage for a week. 

He almost started drinking again, but as he got ready to drive to the liquor store, Kevin’s face flashed on his screen doing a report on the election.

Instead of making him even more angry, he smiled, elated at the thought that came to him.

Chris had a new plan, and it was going to be even better than before.

-----

The last three months had been a whirlwind, and you never thought it would turn out this way.  

You were planning your wedding with your mother, discussing the seating at the reception, and you deciding where Chris Evans and his date would sit.

What a time to be alive.

Your mother only let it slip a couple of times that you should be marrying Chris, but for the most part, she kept it cute.

You explained to her that everything was squashed between you and Chris, and that he and Kevin had a great relationship, were friends, even.  

They’d bonded over politics when Kevin interviewed him, and became buds before Chris even realized that you and he were together.

Kevin knew, but he wasn’t the jealous type, and he didn’t want to make things awkward. Surprisingly, Kevin insisted that he be at the wedding. 

You thought about it and decided it would be the ultimate closure for Chris to watch you marry someone else. 

You were pleasantly surprised at Chris. He was handling this very well. He never tried to contact you, and according to Kevin, never even mentioned you. That was growth. 

Maybe you too could be friends. 

You felt good about it. So much so that you unblocked him and started a dialogue.

-----

Hi.

Chris saw your number come across his apple watch and he practically did a dance. It was 9:24 pm.  He picked up his phone and stared at the word, forcing himself to wait and not respond.  He went to work out.

47 minutes later, he responded.

Hello?

This time, he sat and waited for your response, which came 7 minutes later. 

I just wanted to say, I appreciate the way you're handling this.

Chris bit his lip, imagining you sitting there, thinking of what to say and staring down at your phone.

I’m sorry, I don't know who this is. You may have reached a wrong number?

He grinned at the play. 

----- 

Your heart dropped. Did he no longer have your contact?  

Why would he do that?

You don’t know why you felt some kinda way; you’d blocked him. 

Maybe he had changed his number and this was no longer his. Your heart was beating fast when you texted back.

Is this Chris?  This is Y/N.  I was just texting about Kevin Watts.

You anxiously watched the thought bubbles on imessage.

----

Even though you’d texted back almost immediately, Chris kept you hanging for just a couple of minutes. His dick was hard at the thought of communicating with you. 

Fuck, you were such an aphrodesiac.

Oh shit! Y/N I’m sorry.  I got a new phone.. You know how it is…

He knew you wouldn’t believe that. That’s why he said it.

You just stared at the phone. That was bullshit. You can easily port your contacts into a new phone.  You just never believed that Chris would really move on.  And you didn’t know why. 

You had.

You took a deep breath and continued.

Lol, No worries!  Just wanna say thank you for being cool with my Boo. I’m gonna turn in now. Check you later.

You tried to keep it light.

Chris ignored the ‘my Boo’ comment and focused on the thought of you in bed. 

You usually slept in a tank top or t-shirt and panties, and the top would invariably come off because you got hot. 

And then things would invariably get hotter if he was in bed with you….

Cool! Sweet dreams. Check you later. 😉

Chris made sure to exit your message thread and come back so that you wouldn’t see the thought bubbles that he saw when you kept staring at the text.

You  were lost in the times that Chris always used to say that to you, and when he whispered “Sweet Dreams” in your ear when he was far away, you always had wet dreams about him. 

And that wink. 

How could a fucking yellow emoji turn you the fuck on?

You reached for your bullet vibrator as you continued to stare at the interaction.

Chis had already started stroking himself when you told him you were going to bed. 

Knowing that you were thinking exactly what he wanted you to got him close, and he didn’t even have to pull up your old videos to get off. 

Not tonight.

-----

Over the next few weeks. you’d texted a few times, Chris ‘made amends’ and you accepted his apology. 

Then, you started texting more regularly, mainly joking around about sports, your Celtics/Rockets rivalry ever raging. 

From your perspective, Chris was always appropriate and respected your relationship with Kevin.  You were glad because you’d missed your friendship with him.

You felt giddy that your life was working out so well, and you traveled to your weekend getaway in the mountains for your bridal shower with a light heart.

Chris attended Kevin’s bachelor festivities with only a week to go until the wedding.

——

From Chris’s perspective, things were working out better than he’d hoped. 

Scoring an invite to the wedding was more than he’d imagined, and Kevin inviting him out to his Bachelor party was just icing on the cake.  

Maybe he could make Kevin slip up enough so that you would dump him before the wedding. Chris was hopeful.

If not, Plan B was the nuclear option. 

-------

Kevin was following the stripper’s ass like a puppy. He was lit on booze and pills (that Chris provided) and his guard was down.

Kevin considered Chris a friend. 

Chris just wanted to keep Kevin close because he was the enemy.

They were talking about you.

“She’s so fucking innocent. A sweeter angel there never was. I’ll have to teach her how to fuck.”

Chris almost choked on his water.

“I'm sorry. What now?”

Kevin just barreled on, ignoring the question.

“That's how I know I need to wife her.” He was talking to Chris, but still staring at the stripper.

“She would never chase the D. Hell, she won’t even touch mine. You know, her being celibate and all.”

Chris raised his eyebrow and smiled, which Kevin never noticed. Chris shook his head at your antics.  His little beautiful love.

“That’s why I was never pressed that you are her ex. I mean, I’m impressed you were with her as long as you were.”  

Chris just smiled and nodded, curious as to where this was leading.

“A man like you don’t have to put up with that. You must have punani lined up for days, bro.”

Chris’s heart lept. This dullard did not have access to your pussy. HIS pussy.  Never has.

Chris could fuck a lot of people a million ways from Sunday with one text. Except for you. And you were all that mattered. 

“I don’t know about all that.” Chris put on his best, ‘aw shucks’ act.

Chris was over the moon. You were still his. In every way.

Kevin kept tipping the stripper and was trying to call her over. He asked her about a private lap dance.  Chris’s eyes lit up. This asshole was making it too easy.

The stripper nodded and went back to finish up her set.  Chris walked over to the bar.

“Aye!” Chris summoned tha bartender over. 

“What can I get you, Sir.” 

“I don’t need a drink.  I wanna take care of my friend over there. He’s gonna have a lap dance with Star. It’s his bachelor party.  I need it to be extra special.”  

Chris started peeling off hundreds so the barkeep could see. 

“And I need him to have some keepsakes, so he’ll remember it always.” 

More hundreds came off. The bartender’s eyes got bigger and bigger. “That’s no problem.”

Chris flashed his famous smile.  

“Great, let me tell you where to send them. Wanna make them a wedding present.” He wrote down an address on a napkin. 

He was now on Plan C. And it was perfect.

------

A week later and the rehearsal at the church was more fun than you thought it would be.  You weren’t allowed to participate, just watch, as the result of an old wives tale.

The church secretary found you in the pews. She handed you a manila envelope.

“This was mailed here yesterday, probably an invoice of something for the wedding, I put it aside for you, sweetie.”

You smiled back at her and tucked it into your purse, not wanting to distract yourself with more wedding bills. 

Later, when you and Kevin were in the back of the car to the restaurant for the Rehearsal Dinner, you pulled it out and opened it. You couldn’t believe your eyes.

“What the ENTIRE FUCK KEVIN!”  

You threw the pictures of him fucking a stripper in his face, startling him out of staring at his phone.

He picked one up, his mouth dropped open and started talking. 

“Look, Baby, Baby! I can explain!...”

“DO NOT FUCKING LIE TO ME KEVIN!  WE HAVE OVER 300 PEOPLE HERE FOR OUR WEDDING TOMORROW MORNING.” 

Kevin was on his knees in the back of the suburban. 

“Listen to me.. Listen.  I’m a man. I have needs…”

“Kevin, I swear to god….”

“Okay, okay… I admit it…”

You listened to him and your heart went silent.  You couldn’t even absorb what he said.

When you pulled up to the restaurant, you straightened your dress and looked at him coolly.

“I am NOT going to deal with this tonight. Tonight was supposed to be a fun celebration of our wedding. I will decide later if it's still going to happen.”

Kevin was terrified.

“Right now, you and I will go into this place, greet our friends arm in arm and pretend that you are not a fucking narcissitic asshole who just ripped my heart to shreds. Got it?”

“Yes, but I-”

“Do NOT speak to me unless I speak to you first. Or it's automatically off.”

Kevin just nodded and cleared his throat.

You raised your chin and said, “Let’s go.”

-----

Two hours later, dinner was over, and you were lit on your way to TURNT.

Chris observed you, from the moment you entered holding hands with Kevin to the second you dropped his hand in disgust, to the way you held yourself away from him at dinner, but then put on a sweet face when everyone spoke, to Kevin, who was an absolute mess.

He figured you got the pictures. He suppressed the glee that was coursing through him.

But he couldn’t figure out why you were still going on with the charade.

Chris didn’t make a beeline for you like he wanted to, he just let the natural flow of the party lead you to him.  He was talking to your cousin when he felt a tap on his shoulder. He turned around.

“Hey you.”  

You cocked your head at him in that way and looked up at him, your smile brightening your face.  Damn, he had to plant his feet. You smiling at him like that made him feel faint.

You both heard your cousin say something, but you didn’t pay attention, caught up in your own orbit.

“Hey.”  

Chris crossed his arms, and you swore that he was recalling the time when you told him your forearms made you horny. Fuck. Chris made you wet and you were fresh out of fucks tonight.

“So, I can’t have a hug?”  

Chris shook his head at your line and opened his arms to embrace you, keeping a respectable pressure and distance until you hugged him tight and pressed close.  

He couldn’t help but pick you up, but he put you down immediately, cleared his throat and backed up, looking uncomfortable.

That wouldn’t do. You wanted more of his scent, his warmth, his HIM. You pouted unconsciously in your buzzed state.

Chris’s cock stirred.  That fucking mouth had haunted his dreams for almost a year. He was pleased that you were flirting, but he had to work the plan.  Couldn’t go too fast.

“You look… great.  I can’t wait to see you tomorrow in your wedding dress. You will be a beautiful bride.”  

Chris broke his voice in just the right place to convey a wistfulness, making you think that he thought he lost you.

You felt bad.  Chris was so sweet.  You thought about him and you thought about Kevin. 

What was the difference between what Chris did and what Kevin did?  

And who did you have more chemistry with? Chris.  

Why were you even marrying Kevin?

You looked over at him looking at you and Chris like a lost dog.

You had no idea why you were marrying him.

“You look… Like Chris fucking Evans.” You two laughed.  

“I bet you’re fighting them off with a stick.”  You sideyed him.

Chris reveled in your interest in his sex life.

“Well, you know. After rehab, I’ve laid off the... physical part of my life. It only brought chaos, you know. I’m trying to be more… zen. Haven’t really had… that  for the better part of a year.”

He watched your eyes get big.  

“Word?”  You smirked. “So you…”

Chris held up his hand.  The one you knew he jacked off with.  You grabbed it and started drawing on his palm.  Chis pulled it back and cleared his throat again. 

You pouted again. Him being hard to get made you wet.

And Chris knew that.

“So… you ready to marry the love of your life?”

 Chris’s sea blues looked you deep into your cocoa browns. You were transported back in time.

“Yes.” 

 Then you snapped out of it.  

“I mean… the church is set up, the dress is bought, everyone’s here. I guess so.”

Chris laughed as if you were telling a joke.  

“I miss your sense of humor.”

You all made small talk and you caught up a little before you asked what you wanted to know.

“So what are you up to tonight?”

Chris looked at his watch.

“I’m actually about to go to my condo an turn in. I get up early to work out.” He felt your eyes sweep up and down his body, and he flexed even though he was fully dressed. It was true. Working out was a regimen. He wanted you drooling for him. 

“It’s the Marvel condo in Brooklyn?”

You nodded, remembering good times.

“So you have a car picking you up?”  Your mind was whirring.

“I actually have a rental.” 

You gulped your drink down, not daring to look in his eyes. Now, not only was your pussy wet, your nipples were hard as hell. 

“It’s in the parking garage down the block.”

“Well, I need to clear my head. I’ll walk you there, and you can drop me back?”

Chris looked down at your cute face, and then around the room, spotted Kevin and gave him a nod.

“You sure that’s a good idea?”  

You looked at Kevin, too.  You wanted to stick your tongue out, but you just took Chris by the arm and headed toward the door.

“I’m a big girl. Nobody owns me.” 

You looked up into Chris’s eyes and instantly regretted that statement. You played it off and pulled him through the door.

You didn’t talk at all the entire way, both of your heads deep in the clouds of you and him.  The chemistry was crackling the air between you.

You held on to his arm, and he let you, reveling in your touch.

When you reached the parking garage, Chris pressed the button with his knuckle and you got in, headed for the top deck.

You just stared at each other, both thinking the same thing. Chris chuckled.

“You’re dangerous, night before your wedding, you probably have cold feet, I’m here. Maybe you want to be sure that you’re sure…”

You cocked your head. “Who said I wanted to fuck you, Chris Evans?”

Chris cocked his head too, mirroring you.  “Who said ‘fuck?’ I was thinking you wanted to talk.”

He smirked and you scowled as the door opened.

Chris left you in the elevator stewing as he walked over to the black Tesla he’d rented. There was no other car on the deck.

You scoffed, and followed him out.

He was about to walk around to the driver's side door when you grabbed his arm before he made it. He stopped directly in front of the car.

“Do you mean to tell me that you don’t want me?”  You were hot, in more ways than one.

Chris leaned back against the hood.

“That’s not what we’re talking about, y/n. You’re getting married tomorrow. To someone else.”

You smiled and reached up, fingers grazing his neck and playing with the hair at his nape. You ran your fingers through his beard.  Kevin’s couldn’t compare.

“That’s tomorrow. Tonight I’m single as fuck.” 

You stood on your tip toes and brushed your lips against his, reveling in the moan that came from his throat.

Chris fought to control his urge and continued with his act. His fingers tightened around your waist and you thought this was it.  He turned you around in front of the car and then let you go, stepping back to pace back and forth.

“What? What is this? You’ve had almost a year. Kevin’s my friend. What do you want from me?”  

He advanced on you, and you had to remember to breathe.  He knew what you wanted.

“You. I want you, Chris.”

Chris attacked your lips with his own.  He took two seconds to savor them before he ravaged your mouth with his tongue.  You moaned and he broke from your mouth to re-discover your face, your neck, your cleavage.  He had to control himself not to rip the bodice of your blush pink chiffon dress.

He had a raging hard on, which you were feeling up, remembering how you always struggled to take him.  You wanted him to hurt you with it now.

“Give me this Chris… please…”

You were reaching into his pants, thumb caressing his wet, thick tip. He was leaking for you.

“Remember when you told me that I would meet you in a parking lot, and let you fuck me over the hood of your rental car? Even if I was with someone else?”  

You pulled your hand out and started sucking your thumb, closing your eyes at the taste of Chris after so long.  You pulled it out with a pop.  

“You were so right.”

Chris practically growled, grabbed your arm and spun you, pushing your back until your chest hit the hood of the Model X.  He leaned over you, pushing his covered crotch into the back of your dress, you moaned, wanting more.  His mouth was at your ear.

“Oh, so you want to be my cock whore on the eve of your wedding to someone else.”  You moaned because it was true.

“It’s been so long, Chris…”

He reached down in between you and flipped the flouncy skirt of your dress up, exposing you to the wind of New York City.  He looked at it for a minute, your ass always his favorite.

He caressed it with both hands, pressing into you with his thumbs.  

“So you want me to feel you up?”  He pulled his hand back and sucked one of them, practically jumping for joy when he tasted you. 

“You want me to pull your panties to the side….” and he did so, seeing your slick shine in the moonlight, and playing in it for a minute, tracing your lips and making you quiver around nothing.

The way you were moaning his name was everything right now.

Your face was pressed against the cool metal of the car, and it was the only thing tying you to the earth.

“Oh yes, Chris…. Please please yesss...fuck me… damn...stretch me out…”

Chris’s dick pulsed and he needed you around him. He moved close again and unzipped his pants, the sound making your knees weak.

He teased your cunt with his tip, collecting your arousal and smearing it not only around your pussy, but around your asshole.

“I know you’ve fucked him, but have you let him have your ass?  Am I still the only one…?”

Chris was still playing the game. 

“No, no, no… I haven’t let him… I haven’t given him anything. I’ve been celibate, too.  It’s still yours Chris. All of me is still yours.”

Chris almost came just hearing you say it out loud. He already knew, but hearing you say it was the shit.

He pushed into you with a grunt, and it was difficult.  He didn’t make it. Your cunt squeezed him out.

“Ffffuck, y/n. You’re practically closed down.  Is it true?”  

He started rocking his tip into your pussy slowly, both regretting and reveling in the fact that he didn’t stretch you out with his fingers beforehand.  Then he decided that he wanted you to feel this fully.

You couldn’t answer, only responding with moans has he painfully breached you. You welcomed it, though.

“Ah, ah, ah, ah… yes Chris.  Only you.. Since you and I….”  Talking about it and the fact that you were taking him again made you wetter, and eased Chris’s way, although your pussy was already stinging with his girth. Your eyes rolled back in your head.

You would never get over this and were so grateful for the feeling again.  

Chris watched you and had to grit his teeth to hold back from the reality that he was taking you again. 

He leaned over you, hot breath huffing in your ear, puffing and groaning as he fucked you slowly.  He was trying to feel every sensation. He wanted you to know that each and every millimeter of your glorious wet, tight pussy was his.

‘Ohhhh. Fuck Chris… YESSSS!”  Your voice echoed off the concrete walls, and Chris wanted you louder.

“This what you wanted?  You wanted your thick cock inside you again. Hunh?  You wanted me to stretch your walls and fuck you raw, hunh?”  He started speeding up in time with your moans.

“Such a fucking filthy cockslut for me, baby.”  Chris grabbed your neck from the back. “Why didn’t you let Kevin hit, hunh?”  

You didn’t answer, you just moaned and Chris smacked your ass, hard.

“Chris! Fuck!”  

You screamed. You missed his ruthlessness when you fucked, you missed him making sure that you knew that he knew that you knew. You belonged to him. 

 “Please!”

“I know why.” 

Chris stopped fucking you and pressed down harder on your back, reaching around to find your clit.  He swirled around it once, then started to press down slowly. 

“Because you would never beg him for that subpar dick that he has. You’re MY whore. You belong to me.”

He pressed down roughly, and you detonated around his dick.  He didn’t have to move.  Chris pulled out, leaving you cold and bereft.

You turned around and leaned up against the hood, panting and still desperate for him.  He stood there in front of you, dick sticking out of his pants, which were ruined, and still rock hard and ready. He was in a quiet rage.

“Why did you leave me?” 

You searched his face.  He sounded like he was about to cry.  You couldn’t quite see his entire face, but his eyes shone, bright with liquid.  You went toward him.

“You hurt me Chris.  I couldn’t stay. But let me take care of you now.”

You got on your knees in front of him, the hard concrete of the parking structure digging into your knees.  

Again, you welcomed the physical pain, distracting you from what you were doing to Kevin, to Chris, and to yourself.

Chris felt like he could fly.  You on your knees for him again was a dream. 

He took his cock in his hand, stroking it, while moving close to you. In no time, the back of your head was in his palm, and you opened wide to accept him, hand coming up to stroke what you couldn’t fit.

“Ah, ah. Let me.”  

You looked up at him to see an evil grin shine down on you. 

Chris looked down on an angel trying to swallow him whole. He brushed the tears away from your eyes as you struggled to breathe. You were perfection.

Moaning around him, you relaxed your mouth and throat and let him use you.  It was difficult, because you were out of practice, but you welcomed the letting go of all thought. 

You dripped down your thighs as Chris pumped into you, ready to accept what he had to give. 

After a few minutes, he stopped, and pulled out, grabbing you up to your feet. 

Then he bent down and grabbed you by the back of your thighs and you wrapped your legs around his waist, kissing him and trying to grind down on his still-erect cock as he backed you to the car.

Your ass hit the hood, and Chris reached between you to first tear your panties off. He put them in his pocket as he swiped his dick up and down your dripping wet folds.  

He looked back up to watch your face as he pushed inside you, now, an easier path to nirvana.

He pulsed as he watched the pleasure take over your face, with your mouth slack and your eyes glassed over. This was his main purpose in life and he almost lost it.

He brought his hand up to bring you closer, breathed into your mouth as he squeezed your throat. You were high instantly, and clamped down on his cock as your body was wracked with waves of pleasure.

Chris let your body descend back down to the car as he pumped his seed into you, his mind fantasizing that he was impregnating you. 

He shook your body as the last ropes of cum spurted out of him. He ran his hand down your body as he pulled out, zipping up his pants as you came back to your senses on the hood of the car.

You stared at the stars as you realized what you had done.  You sat up and adjusted your dress, gingerly climbing back down to the ground.  

Chris kissed you on the forehead, and this time you let him get into the driver’s seat. You got in the passenger side and Chris reached into the glovebox and handed you some wet wipes.

“Fix your face. And your knees.” 

He nodded down to your legs, which were dirty from the parking structure floor.  He watched you wipe your knees off, but stopped you as you went higher.

“No. I want you to feel me all night long.”  

You wanted to be a brat, but you didn’t feel like sass right about now. You felt kinda terrible.

You got another wet wipe and fixed your makeup as best you could as Chris drove you back to the restaurant.

“Chris, I…”

“I know.  None of that meant that we’re back together.  That was for some kind of something, I dunno, something Kevin might have done?” 

You looked down, ashamed. Chris lifted your chin up with his hand.

“I want you to come to me on your own.  You’ve gotten that out of your system, and I’m glad to be of service.”  You looked up into his eyes and at his wry smile.

“But remember, you still have a choice. I’m here if you choose me.”  

He leaned over and gave you a tender kiss in front of the restaurant.

You smiled at him and climbed out of the car, watching as he drove off.

Chris’s heart was beating out of his chest as he watched you turn and go back inside. He fought the urge to turn around. It was better this way.

----

You walked in the restaurant, and pulled Kevin over to the side of the restaurant in dark alcove. 

“Listen. Do you still want to marry me?”

He looked you up and down, taking in your state, from the faint marks on your neck to your scuffed knees.  He knew exactly what was up.

You raised an eyebrow at him.  

-----

Three hours later, a sleepy Chris answered the doorbell in Brooklyn.

He smiled at you, in the Captain America t-shirt and jeans that you’d stolen from him after a photoshoot, looking like his favorite Disney princess. You.

You took him in, clad in grey sweatpants that hung off his magnificently cut body.  He blinked at you sleepily.

“The wedding is off. Chris, I….”

He reached out and grabbed you, pulling you in the brownstone and shutting the door behind you.  He had you pinned up against the wall as you tried to speak.

“Shut up and let me taste you.”  

You grinned and wrapped your legs around his waist as he carried you upstairs.

--- 

The next morning, Chris was on the phone with Scott.

“Yes, tell the workers at the warehouse to dump all the products….I don’t care, the river, the landfill…. Y/N can’t find out that I bought up all her stock…. We’re going to be married..... I know what the fuck I’m doing Scott. We leave for Aruba this afternoon. Listen, I’ll call you later.”

Chris hung up and turned to find you in the doorway, frowning and rubbing your eyes.  

“We’re going to Aruba?”  

You smiled and yawned, sleepily stretching.  That was all that you’d heard of the conversation.

Chris gave you his stunner smile.  

“Yes. It was going to be a surprise.” 

He reached down and swung you up in his arms, carrying you into the bathroom bridal style.

“Now let’s get in the shower.  You’ve been very naughty, gotta get you clean for your wedding day.”

You giggled as you relaxed in Chris’s arms. “It takes two to be naughty, Chris.”

He winked at you as he turned on the shower. “Don’t I know it.”

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Surprise!!!

Paring: Chris Evans X Reader

Word Count: 2560

Warning: Upset Chris, Upset Reader, Fluff

A/n: Today is Chris Evans’ 40th Birthday. So naturally I am going to write something.

Part 2 in the Adventures of Baby Evans Series

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A few days ago, you found out that you had to go to LA, you had to do some reshoots. You were upset. You knew Chris’s birthday was coming up and this would mean that you would miss it. When you told him, he was a little upset too but that’s the business that you guys are in. Just by the look on his face you knew he was bummed out, that broke your heart.

You called around to see if there was anyway you could start earlier so that you could be home for his birthday. You were told that they could only move your stuff up a few days, but there was still no guarantee that you would be home early. You went ahead with the new schedule in the hopes that maybe you would be able to come home early. You had a plan though; you were going to surprise Chris for his birthday. The planning that went into this was going to be a lot, and also depended on you being able to wrap early. If not, you were still going to do something for him.

Before leaving, you did a little celebration between just you and Chris. You made him a cake, bought ice cream and did whatever he wanted to do. Which was just have a day together. You guys watched movies, had lots of cuddles, went swimming, took Dodger to the dog park. You really think that Chris was the one who wanted the dog park more than Dodger though. He was playing and petting all of the dogs that would let him.

When it was a couple of days before the big day, Chris’s 40th birthday. The director came to you and told you that if you guys could knock out your bigger parts of the reshoot, then you would be able to take off a couple of days and go home. You were so excited, and you thanked him over and over.

You didn’t tell Chris because you didn’t want to get his hopes up in case it didn’t happen. He had been texting and sending you videos of him and Dodger the whole time you have been gone. It made you miss them more, but you loved getting them. It also made you focus more on getting the scenes right the first time. You needed this to work out you really wanted to be with Chris on his birthday. You had a huge surprise for him.

Two days before, thing were looking good for you to be able to go home early. So, you called Scott to see if he could help you make sure everything goes smoothly.

“Hello beautiful.”

“Aww Y/n, thank you. You look beautiful too.” You could hear the hesitation in his voice. To be fair you still had your fight scene makeup on, so there were cuts and bruises over your face.

“Thank you… for being willing to lie to me and tell me I look beautiful when I don’t.”

“You’re welcome sweetheart. How are things going? Are you going to be able to come home?”

“It is looking like it.” You had a big smile on your face. “That reminds me did you get the package?”

“I did, and everything is still intact. You did a great job packaging it.”

“I just hope I get to be there when he opens it. I know this isn’t the ideal way to tell him, but I wanted this to be part of his gift.”

“You are going to be here.  Stop worrying about it, everything is going to be perfect.”

“I know.” There was a knock on your trailer door. “I have to go; I am being summoned to set.”

“Ok, I will see you in two days. Bye.”

“Bye Scott.”

You went to set and started working your scene. You did everything that you could before they had to have your stunt double come in and do the more difficult part of the stunt. Which was fighting up to a balcony before being kicked off of it and dropping about 20ft. They had to do it a couple of times, but on the 4th try it went wrong. Your stunt double ended up missing one of the choreographed steps and dislocated her ankle. Everyone was freaking out; she was telling everyone she was okay and that she has had worse. You felt horrible, you didn’t want her getting hurt especially doing a stunt for you.

The directors and producers were all talking about what to do. If they had to postpone the scene to find a new stunt double, that would put everything behind, and you wouldn’t make it home in time. So, you told them that you would do it. You know all of the steps; they just didn’t want you falling off the balcony. After a lot of convincing, they agreed to let you do the stunt.

After a few takes you were able to get it perfect. You were a little relieved that you were able to get it done. You really just wanted to stop, the first few times you did it you were being too cautious so when you let yourself loosen up a little bit, it looked more natural and that’s the take that they used.

The next day, you were still working to get everything done on time. Unfortunately, luck wasn’t on your side. Things weren’t working for you, there were technical issues. You ended up working super late into the night. As you were wrapping for the night, the director came up to you, based on the look he had you didn’t think it was good.

“Hey Y/n.”

“Hey Joe. What’s up.” You put on a fake smile.

“Here.” He handed you a manila envelope. “Open it.”

You looked at him very confused before opening the envelope. What you weren’t expecting was to pull out a ticket home to Boston. Your eyes started tearing up. You were so happy, you were speechless. You just threw your arms around Joe and held him in a tight hug.

“OH My Gosh!!! Thank you! Thank you!”

“You’re welcome. You have been working so hard the last few weeks and we just wanted to do something for you. So go home and surprise your husband.” He gave you a smile.

“I will. Again, thank you.”

You let go of him before running to your trailer to change out of your characters outfit, into your comfy clothes. Once you were done you packed up your stuff and went back to your hotel to pack the rest. Your flight is at 7:55 am which means you have to be there by at least 5 am. You also have to get up at 3:30 or 4 am, which you weren’t looking forward too but it will be worth it in the long run.

You woke up to your 3 am alarm. You groaned and just listened to the alarm, quickly picking up the phone and texting Chris.

Y- HAPPY BIRTHDAY OLD MAN!

C- Wow! That hurts.

Y- But you know what…

C- What’s that?

Y- You’re MY old man. Happy birthday baby.

C- Thank you sweetheart. Wait what are you doing up? Its like 3 in the morning there.

Y- Well, there’s this guy that means the world to me. Today just happens to be his birthday and I wanted to tell him the moment that I woke up.

C- Really? He sounds like a lucky guy.

Y- Yes you are. I really want to keep talking to you, but I have to get ready. I Love You and I hope you have a great birthday. I will call you later. Okay?

C- I Love You too. Only one thing would make it great, and that would be you here with me. I know I don’t get to have that. I will take a facetime call though.

Y- Chris I know, and I want to be there so bad. I will make it up to you. I promise.

You just can’t wait to see the look on his face when you show up. You quickly messaged Scott letting him know that you will be coming home and that everything is ready to go for when you get there. He was excited when you texted him. Saying I told you so as well.

When you arrived in Boston, Scott was waiting at the airport for you. The birthday party was in full swing at your home. Chris was texting Scott nonstop asking where he was, what he was doing, when are you getting here, etc. When you guys pulled up to your house you quickly set everything in motion. You had also pulled Sebastian into this, since he was going to be here you asked him to keep Chris occupied.

You pulled the extra-large box out of Scotts car, taking it to the front door and setting it up. The box had happy birthday wrapping paper on it, with bows and a tag that says “To My Old Man” written on it. You climbed into the box, before Scott closed the top up, he handed you the special box that you had shipped to him. You set it down inside the box and crouched down so that when Chris opens it you can jump out of it.

Scott went to the door and yelled inside.

“Chris come outside, there’s a giant box out here.”

Everyone followed behind Chris. He looked at it and was kind of taken back.

“Who’s this from?” He looked around and everyone was confused. So, he walked closer and saw the tag, a big smile came across his face. “Never mind, there’s a note. Its from Y/n!”

He quickly ripped the wrapping paper that was on the top, the flaps popped up letting you know that it was time to pop yourself up.

“SURPRISE!” His face went from scared to happy in an instant.

“Y/N!!!” He wrapped you in a tight bear hug. “I am so happy you’re here.” He kissed the side of your head.

“Wait I have a bigger surprise for you.”

“What could be bigger than you being here?” He tilted his head in confusion.

“Just wait.” You bent down and picked up a small box. “Open it.”

He took the box and did as he was told. When he opened it, he had an even more confused look on his face. Inside the box was an egg on top of crinkle paper. On the inside of the flap, it says “Crack me”. He took the egg out and you took the box from him. He cracked open the egg to reveal a little note.

“Read it out loud.” You prompted him before he could start reading.

“Okay.” He looked at you then back at the note.

“A little Bird came to say, Baby Evans is on the way!” He looked back up at you again. “You’re going to be a DAD!!”

Everyone just stood there in shock, especially Chris.

“Really? I… I’m gonna be a dad?”

All you could do was nod your head. You had tears welling up in your eyes. You reached into the box and pulled out a onesie and a sonagram photo, holding them both up to him.

“Hello daddy.” He read the onesie out loud. He couldn’t hold out any longer, he pulled you back into a hug. Both of you had started crying tears of joy.

“Happy Birthday Baby.” You whispered into his ear.

He pulled back to look at you, he had the biggest smile on his face that you had ever seen. Everyone around you was cheering and celebrating, but the two of you were in your own little world that it felt like nobody else was there. His hands moved to your face, wiping away the tears before pulling you into a kiss.

After a few minutes of being in your own bubble, Chris helped you out of the box. Then everyone came up to you and Chris and congratulated the two of you. Then a few hours later after everyone had left, you were laying on the couch. Your hands were on your stomach as you started to fall asleep. Dodger was laying in between your legs, with his head up on your stomach next to your hands. Chris came and laid down with the two of you, he put his hand over yours. You looked at him with sleepy eyes and a half smile.

“Did you have a good birthday?”

“No.” He had a serious look on his face.

“What?!” Your eyes instantly opened, and you had a sad look on your face.

“I had a Great birthday. I can honestly say that this was the best birthday I have ever had.”

“Chris!” You brought your hand up and smacked him in the arm. “You scared me, I thought that…”

“OW! No hitting the birthday boy!”

“I hate you.”

“Impossible.” You just rolled your eyes at him. “I see how it is.” He wrapped his arms around you and started peppering you with kisses on the side of your face, neck and lips.

“Stop it!” You tried to pull away from him, but he’s too strong.

“Not until you take it back.”

“Okay, I Love You.” You looked him right in the eyes. “I Love You, you big goof-ball.”

“That’s all I ask.”

Dodger started whining, you reached over and started petting him. As you lay there in Chris’s arms you started to think about the future. About taking time off from acting, raising your baby with the love of your life. You looked over to him, he was already looking at you.

“What are you thinking about?”

“I’m thinking that, I am the luckiest guy in the world. How did an amazing woman like you fall for a dork like me? Also how do I keep tricking you into staying now that I have told you that…”

You just laughed. “If you are the luckiest guy then I am definitely the luckiest girl. You are an amazing man Chris, and you are going to be a great dad.”

“You are going to be a great mom Y/n. What were you thinking about?”

“How much our lives are going to change. I think that this will be my last movie for a little while.” You know now that you have to tell him what happened on set. “I need to tell you something, but please don’t get upset. I made sure I was safe, and the baby was safe.”

He sat up on one of his elbows to get a better look at you. “What happened?”

“Well Kate, my stunt double dislocated her ankle doing a stunt and I decided that I would do it. I wanted to get the shoot done, but like I said I made sure everything was completely safe.”

He dropped his head onto your shoulder, letting out a long sigh. “Please don’t do that anymore. I know you said it was safe, but I don’t want you or the baby getting hurt.”

“I won’t. I promise.” You lifted his head off of your shoulder, pulling him in for a long kiss.

“I love you Y/n.”

“I love you too Chris.”

Dodger barked, you both looked at him. “We love you too Dodger.

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Happy 40th birthday chrisss!! 🎉🎂🎈

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He said "Til the End of the line." Im screaming

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[the-bomb-sammi-morse]

Happy 40th Birthday Chris!

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I hope Chris has a wonderful 40th birthday, spending time with his friends, family, and Dodger

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Imagine Chris cheating on Y/N ...

Let’s do that. Coming up.

It Takes Two.

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