why are you awake right now? / chris evans

author’s note: this blurb is for @sweater-daddiesdumbdork fic challenge, first time writing for chris💕

warnings: fluff and bad writing, also english is not my first language so there might be mistakes

I was highly expecting all of the angst but it was FLUFFy and my heart is full 🥺🥺

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that be me right now

Birthday Boy (Dad!ToBe!Chris Evans Blurb)

Type: Dad!ToBe!Chris Evans x Reader

Warnings: None.

A/N: Happy birthday to this soft and happy meatball! And thank you Lisa for on the 13th of June bringing this precious human being to the world ❤

When you finished making Chris breakfast you went upstairs holding a tray of food and a small piece of cake for you to share since today was his birthday. You had planned to host a lunch with yours and his family, but first, you would enjoy your man for the morning. Chris was still asleep, his face was nuzzled against your pillow, while the sheet failed to cover all of the man’s body. You set the tray in a chair, Dodger perking his ears up when he woke up and noticed your presence.

You sat in your bed, running your fingers through Chris’ now longer hair. You placed a kiss on his cheek, and then on his neck when he started to open his eyes and wake up. You smiled, pressing your lips softly together. “Good Morning, birthday boy.” You whispered, feeling him stroking your cheek.

“Do I still young and beautiful?” He asked you, playfully, making you giggle. You faked a thought, squealing when he pulled you in, covering you with the sheets. Chris groaned when Dodger jumped on top of you two. “Be careful with your old man, bub!”

You chuckled, wrapping your arms around his naked waist, and one of your legs around his. “You age well…”

Chris raised one of his eyebrows, a small grin on his lips. “Oh, yeah?” He asked you in a husky tone, wrapping his arm around your shoulders. You nodded, your fingers tracing down his features. “I have breakfast…” You said, your eyes locked on his. He hummed too busy placing small kisses all over your skin.

After having breakfast, It was time for you to give him one of his gifts. You told him to sit still on the bed, which he playfully obeyed with a “Yes ma'am.”. You gave him a polaroid, where It was written “Happy birthday daddy! Next year we party It together!” and the photo displayed an ultrasound.

Chris looked up at you, failing to find the words, only a soft sob came out of his mouth. His blue eyes were bright and glossy, small sobs coming out of his lips. “A-Are… Are we going to be parents?” He asked you, watching you nod. “Oh… I think everyone will have to gift me some tissue papers…” He said in a rambling mess still in between soft sobs, his arms opening for you to join him.

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this is making me cry because of how damn cute it is like seriously that would be the best present for chris💕

Don’t Give Up on Me

Angsty Andy Barber short with a hopeful ending? This man.

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250 words exactly.

Andy Barber x Reader

You leaned against the door, wondering when he would stop knocking. You weren’t going to answer it. You couldn’t do this to yourself. It never should have gone as far as it had.

“Honey, please…open the door.”

“Don’t! Do NOT call me that,” you snapped.

“I’m not going to stop calling you that. And I’m not going to stay away. I can’t.”

“Yes, you are. Just…go back to your wife,” you said, your voice cracking on “wife”. 

“I’m not having this conversation with you through the door, so open up. Please.”

Tears flowed freely. It was a trick. When you opened the door, that would be it. Because it was a mistake…You didn’t want to be a mistake. You just wanted to be in his heart, like he was in yours.

“Please,” he begged.

You wiped your eyes, but it was useless. It would be obvious that you cried. Damn him for making you cry. Damn yourself for falling for him. Letting out a shuddering breath, you finally opened the door.

“Whatever you have to say, Andy, just say it.”

The broken man before you looked at you like you were his only hope. When he opened his mouth to speak, nothing came out. 

“Just…end it,” you whispered. 

That spurred him into action, framing your face as he kissed you passionately. It was too much. It wasn’t enough. 

“I’m getting a divorce.”

You were rendered speechless this time. 

“I love you. So don’t give up on me.”

i don’t know how you were able to put so much emotion in 250 words but i love it, i could feel reader’s pain just as much as andy’s and that ending killed me because yes it’s just hopeful😢💕

Starting this because why not?

I feel good about my life choices here.

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Ok I'd be a really late mom, but thank you Instagram: I think the choice could be worse, right? 😏😅

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Well then. 😂😂😂

I tag @oqueequesentes-borboletas, @lostinthoughtsandfeelings, @whenimaunicorn, @pokeasleepingsmaug...

No points for guessing... It's always him... 😍😂

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i mean,,, i don’t really mind!

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I'm cool with it.

Open tag because I have no cells left in my brain

Honestly no one should be surprised.

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@sweater-daddiesdumbdork it changed from yesterday to today💕

What did you say? (Dad!Chris Evans Blurb)

Requested by @somestuffinhere. I’m sorry It took so long, but I hope you enjoy It hun! 🌈❤

Type: Dad!Chris Evans x Reader

Warnings: Spanish is not my first or second language so I apolegize for any mistakes you might find. I tried my best on writting It correctly based on the previous knowlege about the language. 

You looked at the clock hanging on your kitchen wall. Maya was on your hip chewing a toy while you organized hers and the boys’ lunch bags. “Vamos, chicos¡ Pick your lunch bags…” You called the boys who were still upstairs finishing getting ready for school.  from downstairs. “Llegaremos tarde¡”

Chris opened the door to his office, peeking outside. He saw the boys weren’t listening to you so he decided to step in, standing at the end of the stairs. “Boys, whatever mom said, get downstairs!” He called them, failing to understand your last words. You chuckled, smiling at him when he looked your way. Maya fussed on your arms, making “grabby” hands-on Chris direction.

“You want to stay with daddy? Yeah? Helping me with some work?” He asked her, walking towards you. He picked her up and kissed her forehead, wrapping one arm around you. “I got her for the day, mamma.” He kissed your shoulder.

“Are you sure? You guys got It?” You asked him, finishing packing the boys’ lunch bags. “ And I told them to come to hurry up but your son didn’t hear It.”

Chris scoffed when you rolled your eyes playfully. “The attitude… The attitude…” He fake chuckled, making you laugh. “How do you say “they got it from her mother” in Spanish?” He laughed with a visible smirk on hi slips. Maya rested her head on Chris’s shoulder, clearly showing signs that now she wouldn’t leave.

“Eres la niña de papá Pero no le digamos…” You whispered, winking at Maya that giggled with the gesture, clearly understanding what you said was something to laugh about.

Chris pressed hi slips together, fake pouting. “This is not working, you girls are making fun of me!”

Shortly after the boys came running downstairs, once more being warned by you and their dad not to run down the stairs. “Bye, dad! See ya! Nos vemos más tarde¡”.

“Bye guys!” Chris said before It was too late and they were out the door.

“Te Quiero, call me If you need anything.” You turned around, kissing him goodbye.

“Te Quiero.” He whispered, his thick yet soft accent making you shiver for all the good reasons but It had to stay for later.

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this is beyond adorable and as a fellow spanish speaker this made my heart soar and made me smile so much🥺💕

I habe to go to bed soon but

I like the chaos so i just leave this hear without supervision

Good night😇

You good woman are such a fucking tease. 😈😈😈😈😈😈😈😈 and Fuck yes.

You left me here without supervision, lets do this

Air is settling on the couch, a hand patting his hard thigh. "Come right on over here babygirl." And when you do to perch on his knee, he tsks with a shale of his head. "You know what I want..." Pushing his knee between your legs till your cunt grinds on his thigh. Leaning back against the couch, and picking up his liquor glass. "Come on... Your not getting fucked till you make yourself cum on my lap. We got all night."

Of course you ground yourself into him gasping.

"That's a good girl, make it nasty."

Steves fucking pissed and you cant help but be a little scared and turned on at the same time. His disapproving glare makes you whimper and you get to your knees at his feet. "I'm sorry."

"Are you doll.... Cause you sure dont look it."

"Yes Steve..." He glowered down at her, a roll of his mouth disapproving. "Captain."

Fisting a hand in her hair, he dragged her up and to him, other hand grasping her jaw to have eyes on him. "Dont worry, were gonna teach you some manners tonight."

Steves lessons were hard. His fucking, the same way.

Pay by the minute motel, thin walls hold nothing back as he's got you tangled in him on the bed, gagged with his tie, and hands tied above your head, he uses your body like its a thing, marks and bruises, slaps on your ass and pounding on your cunt to have you cumming over and over.

"Dirty little slut you are" he would hiss against your lips, then giving you a sweet passionate lovers kiss.

Spoiled trust fund prick could have anything he wanted.

Including you.

He was sure to remind you of that, taking you out, showing you off to his friends. Caress of your body and jerking you in his lap. "No no.... Shes mine. I. Don't. Share"

And when he grts you back to his house, the second the door shuts, he presses you back into the nearby wall, hand tight around your throat as ice blue eyes roam you up and down, cold smirk playing.

"Fucking masterpiece is exactly what you are dumb baby. Dont you ever fucking forget who owns you."

On the train, you belonged to one man. His claim was taken whenever the urge burned through him, and you learned long ago there was no escaping him.

Not that you wanted to.

He made it his personal goal to pluck you apartwith his heavy thrusting cock filling you and searing claiming lips scattering across you, marking your body, expert fingers relentless pressure on your bud.

You would scream his name till it echoed the entire train car.

Everyone knew you were Curtis's girl

Bouncing on his lap, locked in his office with your skirt gathered around your hips, clenching, crying for release.

"Come on baby, your right there I can feel it, his thrusts match yours, and he makes you suck on his finger tips, and uses them to roll over your sensitive clit, quick to muffle your voice in his palm.

Both of you cum together, and when you move you feel him dripping down your leg. When Andy sees it, he hums in approval. "Your all mine Sweetness. No one can fill you like that."

You bite your lip and whimper against his lips when you kiss him deeply.

"Im all yours Mr.Barber"

@evans713​

@sweater-daddiesdumbdork you have no right doing this😩 each pic and gif and word was absolutely perfect

Gentle reminder that often creativity decides to hibernate for a bit.

It’s okay.  You’re not broken, you’re resting, and much like spring, creativity comes back.

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Same

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@sweater-daddiesdumbdork and the curve of his back💕

broad as fuck daddy

Idk why 14 year old me wasn’t attracted to him… like DAMN

Chris Evans in caps!

First the big Boston daddy of them all!!

He’s so cute!

Steve is so precious okay!!!!

AKJSKJKDHKAHDKSHKKAKSJK

A BABY

;)

This is Gemini …

TANK TOP, CAP, PLAID SHIRT,NECKLACE, BEARD AND TATTOOS !!!! we are so blessed to see this

HE LOOKS LIKE SUCH A  FUCK BOY HERE THOU WTF!!! i’m all here for it tbh…..

Gemini strikes again!

WHO LET HIM DO THIS!!!!! 

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sighs

So much beauty!

LOOK AT THAT SIDE PROFILE!!! WOW I’M SUCH A HOE 

CRIES

#MAJORDADDY

MORE SIDE PROFILE BC HE’S GORGEOUS 

DON’T GET ME STARTED ON THIS…..

LASTLY >>BABY CHRIS 

<3<3<3 a baby bun

Diamonds - A Chris Evans Short Story

Chris is proposing to his love.

Chris rushed around the hotel suite making sure everything was perfect before his girlfriend returned to the suite. He had sent her to the resort’s spa for the afternoon to be pampered. He had whisked her away on surprise trip to the Bahamas for a weekend getaway.  Chris looked up from the last candle he was lighting when there was a knock on the door. Hoping it was room service with their dinner, he moved quickly through the suite to the door.  “Good evening Mr. Evans. Where would you like your dinner?” “I’ll take it,” he answered, “thank you.” “Of course sir. Have a good evening.”  “Thank you,” Chris nodded and tipped the man before pulling the cart into the suite. He pushed the cart to the balcony of their suite and set the table with their dinners. He lifted the lids ensuring the food was perfect.  “Chris!” He quickly moved the cart to the corner of the balcony and moved to the doorway. “What’s all this?” His girlfriend asked looking around in wonder. “I thought we can have a nice romantic dinner on the terrace.” She smiled as tears stung the corners of her eyes, “you did all this for me?” “Of course sweetheart,” He answered walking towards her, “Baby don’t cry.” He gently touched her cheek and wiped her tears away. “Sorry,” she smiled shyly, “no one has ever done something like this for me before.” “Well no one else will because you’re mine.” He lead her mouth to his and kissed her fiercely, taking her breathe away. When she moaned, he lessened the pressure and gave her slow sweet kisses. “Wow,” she commented, “so I guess you missed me while I was gone.” Chris smiled and gave her a quick peck on the lips, “come.” He took her hand and led her to the balcony. She gasped softly when she saw the flowers and candles that adorned the table.

“Chris!”

“Do you like it?”

“Yes,” she smiled.

“Good,” he pulled a chair out for her and helped her sit. He pressed a kiss to her head before moving around and sitting across from her. 

“I can’t believe you did all this for me. This trip, this dinner. I don’t feel like I deserve it.” “What are talking about baby? Of course you do. You deserve everything in life that you want and I hope I can give you all of it.” His girlfriend smiled as tears pricked her eyes again, “you gotta stop making me cry.” They both laughed. “Sorry,” he smiled gently. She took a deep breathe and let it out.  “This smells really good. Can we eat now?” She asked with a shy smile. “Of course babe,” Chris reached across the table and removed the lid on her plate.  Doing the same to his, he put both metal domes on the room service cart.  “Mm this looks amazing.” Chris smiled at her as he took his seat, “I’m glad.” Their plates were filled with petite filets of beef, baked stuff shrimp, and creamy garlic mashed potatoes. “Thank you Chris. This is lovely.” “You’re welcome baby,” he smiled. They ate their dinner in a few minutes of comfortable silence before Chris asked, “how was the spa?” “Would you like to come join me on my cloud?” He chucked, “that good huh?” “Amazing. I was so relaxed when she was done, I had trouble walking to the elevator. My legs were like jello.” He laughed out loud at that, “I’m glad you enjoyed it baby.” “I can’t thank you enough for everything.” “The evening isn’t over yet.” After their dinner, Chris stood and pulled his love up from her chair. Wrapping his arms around her, he held her close and began to slow dance to the soft jazz music he had playing. “Chris?” “Yes baby?” “I love you very much. I can’t tell you how much, but I do.” “And I you,” he took a step back to kiss her gently, “I need to go get something. Stay here a moment?” She nodded, “yes.” He kissed her once more before slipping inside the suite. A minute later he stood at the door as he watched his love standing at the balcony staring out at the clear blue ocean. “Sweetheart?” She turned and smiled when she saw him. Chris stepped out of the doors and held the red rose out to her, “for you.” “Thank you,” she smiled excepting the flower, “beautiful.” “Look inside.” “What?” “Look inside the petals,” Chris instructed. She looked at him confused before carefully separating the petals. Laying inside was the most gorgeous diamond ring she had ever seen.  “Chris!” She gasped. He reached in and pulled the ring out. He moved to lower himself to his knee. “Wait, wait.” Chris looked at her worried. “Is this really happening?”  He chuckled and lowered himself to his knee. Taking her hands in his, he took a deep breathe before beginning to speak, “I can’t begin to tell you how much I love you. From the moment we met I knew I would love you forever. The past two years with you have been the happiest of my life. I want nothing more than to spend the rest of my life with you. Will you marry me?” The tears were coming too fast and hard for her to speak so she could only nod vigorously. Chris smiled and reached up to wiped at her tears. “Yes?” “Yes,” She finally choked out, “a million times yes. Chris quickly stood and wrapped his arms around her and lifted her off the floor. “I love you so much.” “I love you too. Forever and ever.” Chris smiled and pressed his lips to hers. *

“Do you like it?” Chris asked when he caught his fiancé staring at her new accessory. “Yes,” She sat up and smiled shyly, “it’s incredible.”

“And before you say anything. You do deserve it. As soon as I saw it, I knew it belonged on your finger.”

“Thank you. Thank you for loving me with all my quirks and weirdness.”

“Hey, I can be weird too.”

“And I love you for it.”

Chris laughed softly and kissed her. He sat up more in the bed, “sit between my legs.”

“Ooh yeah.”

“Not for that naughty girl,” he grabbed his cell phone from the nightstand, “put your hand over mine.”

He held his left hand out and she placed hers over his closing her fingers over his. He held his phone in over their hands and snapped a photo.

“Really?” she gasped when he opened his Instagram app.

Chris just smiled and started typing the caption.

“A diamond is just a diamond until you put it on the right left hand.” The love of my life said yes! Happiest man alive. I love you sweetheart.”

okay listen why are you making me cry like this? and making me so soft for this🥺 this was so cute and perfect and the hopeless romantic in me is in a puddle right now, this is just so damn perfect i know i said it already but it is, alright brb imma cry some more💕

@sweater-daddiesdumbdork come cry with me😭

I’m so damn soft and fluffy these days that Curtis fic is all damn fluffy and soft. IDK whats happening to me. 

@sweater-daddiesdumbdork my evil plan is working😈💕

This^^^

This! 

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