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@chrisbecklove
Chris Beck Requests Are Open
Hello hello! This is my first time taking requests for Chris Beck x reader short fics. My boyfriend is a giant buff space nerd so I have some experience with a real life “Chris Beck” ;) Send your ideas away!
Did you hear about Opportunity rover? I thought you liked space stuff, check out JacobMargolis on twitter for his thread on Opportunity. Brb crying at work
I did but imagine you just hear a cry of “No, god no!” from your bedroom and you run in to find Chris almost sobbing reading the news about the Opportunity rover.
and years later when he’s on Mars he goes to find him and wipes the dust from him before saying “I’ve got you, little guy.”
First time cuddling with chris after he gets back from Mars. Your head on his chest as he combs his fingers thru your hair, telling you all about space. You tell him that you wish you could've seen it, so the next night as yo two cuddle up, you're surprised to see the stars on the ceiling. "I stuck them up while you were gone," he murmurs, "it's not the same, but, its close enough." "You are my favorite person, Chris." "You're mine too, gen."
I’m not crying
Fluffy Friday™
Night
13. “I’m not going to leave you. You’re never going to have to suffer by yourself again, I promise.”
Night
“I’m not going to leave you. You’re never going to have to suffer by yourself again, I promise.” She stated, running the digits of her fingers down on his skull. Her hands trailed down behind his head and trailed across his jaw, softly pulling his head to lock eyes. His soft cries escaped between his parted lips, hiccups and red rimmed eyes met her sight
"Chris, Your safe here.” She cooed, her lips pink and plump. Eyes glazed with a sheet of tears, with her brows pearled together. He looked broken and lost, his hands outstretched to hold her
“I’m sorry-” He started, Pulling her down to his lap. He needed her close to him, Beck didn’t know what to do with his life anymore. “I didn’t mean to wake you.” He mumbled, his breath tickling the girls shoulder blades. He skimmed his chapped lips over her flawless skin. Humming in delight. His mind finally awake.
“It’s fine,” She ran her hands behind his head, encircling them to pull him even closer then necessary.
Ever since the failed mission on Ares-3, Chris would wake up with a nightmare. “Chris, how are you feeling?” Her voice was a mere whisper, but to him, the voice had rumbled across his ear drums. He hummed in response. She knew he wouldn’t want to let go of her just yet. So she pushed him over the duvet of his king bed. Then shimmied out of his grasp to tuck her body under his white covers. Her hands went out and made a grabby sign. “Come here, Dr. Beck.” She giggled once her boyfriend chuckled through his tear strained face, but pushed past his shyness and went to sleep next to her.
His body fell limply next to her. His heart beat limitlessly for her. Instantly, his hands had grabbed her next to his moist chest. While her hands went to play with the roots of his dark hair. He closed his eyes, his head resting over her breasts. Ear smeared over her heart.
“I love you,” He whined, snuggling his head deeper across her breasts. Before stealing a soft kiss over her body. He didn’t know where his lips ended up, but loved the slight shock he had emitted from his love. “Don’t ever leave…” he trailed, her hands gave up playing with his head, instead now it rubbed soothing circles over his heated back.
“I love you more, Chris.” She met his wishes and tangled her legs with his. After that, they didn’t know which one fell asleep first, but didn’t heed much thought into it after they had woken up next to each other feeling fulfilled.
I’LL BE HOME FOR CHRISTMAS
I’ll Be Home for Christmas by Bing Crosby
A/N: Last one! (or is it???) this has been really fun! As you may have noticed, I did change “Rockin around the Christmas tree” from a Thor x reader to a Peter Parker x reader, that’s because I’ll probably be adding Peter to my masterlist and writing more fics for him. Anyway, here’s the last fic (?) in my Christmas writing spree!
Chris Beck x reader
Word count: 633
Summary: Missions to orbit the earth, SUCK. All you wanted was to spend Christmas with your husband, but it looks like you’ll have to settle for facetime.
Warnings: none
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HUSH
Pairing: Chris Beck x reader (librarian/college!au)
Warning(s): holy fluff
Word Count: 4429 (like actually steph wtf – what the fluff)
Author’s Note: this is for @sebashtiansatan‘ writing challenge! I chose the librarian au prompt
Tagging: @mixin–it–up @buckyshufflepuff @barnesandnoble13 @thewinterswimmer
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Drabble • Smut • Fic • Oneshot
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Your eyes rolled back as your moaned Chris' name, digging your nails into his shoulder blades as his hips snapped forward into you. In public Chris was extremely shy, to the point where he would turn as red as a tomato if you kissed his cheek and started into one of his adorable rants about a new journal or study that came out- but in the privacy of your apartment he was the exact opposite. Your heels dug into his lower back as he started to pound you into the wall, (1/6)
you barely had gotten through the door when Chris back you against said wall. He kissed,sucked, and nipped down your jaw and throat, leaving behind a trail of bruises marking you as his. You squealed and clung to him as you felt his arms snake around your waist and walk back to the bed. A low rumble came from his chest as you clenched yourself around his cock, he laid back on the bed and planted his feet wide across the bed. Your fingers knotted in his hair as you began to grind against him,(2/6
whining as you felt his full length buried into your cunt. Grunts escaped from his lips as he thrusted into you, his hands finding their way to your ass gripping and spreading your cheeks apart, spanking you as you cried out his name. You felt your thighs beginning to twitch, stuttering as the moans leaving your lips became breathy and more frequent. One had trailed down his chest and began pinching and rolling Chris’ nipples as the other knotted itself back into his chocolate curls. (3/6)
A blush traveled across his cheeks as he kissed you, wet and sloppily as you felt him tense under you, “fuck, oh f-fuck. Such a f-fucking whore for my cock” he whispered into your ear, “are you gonna come on my c-cock like a good girl?” you nodded your head as his thrusts becoming erratic as he pounded into you harder. Your body trembled as you cried out and bit down on his shoulder, your cunt clenching tight around his cock as you felt your orgasming crashing into you. (4/6)Guttural groans erupted from Chris as he snapped his hips into you, digging his nails into the soft flesh of your ass as he came inside you. His legs gave out and he relaxed back into the bed, his hands rubbing your back as the room was filled with the sound of you two panting. He kissed your forehead over and over, tucking your hair back behind your ears from your sweaty forehead mumbling how much he loves you.(5/6)He blushed as he starts to revert back into his shyness, apologizing for being rough and calling you names. You curl your toes as you feel his cock twitching inside you as you snuggle into him, reassuring him that you loved it.(6/6)
I can’t tell you how much I love this… I am in such a Chris moood omg - Gen
Sinful Sunday™
Atonement (2007) dir. Joe Wright
You didn't open your eyes despite the feeling of soft kisses being pressed all over your face. This continued and continued, and you felt his cold nose rub against your cheek. "Chris, baby what is it?" You knew it wasn't near time to get up. "I-I need ya to warm be up baby," he whispered, returning to kissing you softly. You finally open your eyes and hug onto your cold husband, tangling your hand on his curls as the other runs circles on his back.
Awwww I love needy Chris
Fall Monday™
You’re snuggled up on the couch with Chris, your back against his chest and your legs stretched out on a foot stool. You’re watching the latest murder mystery series on Netflix. Chris is half asleep behind you. The sound of bare feet on the wooden floor catches your attention. You turn to see your 3 year old boy in his Buzz Lightyear pajamas, clutching a plush blue ball and looking a little pale. “Houston, we have a problem..” he says softly. You sit up and pause the show. (1/4)
Chris is blinking, waking up. “Aw baby” you say, holding the boy under the arms and pulling him into your lap. You give him a cuddle and rub a hand up his back under his shirt. “What seems to be the problem, Rocket Man?” Chris asks, rubbing the back of his hand over the child’s cheek. “I don’t feel right..” he mutters. You kiss his temple. “He’s getting hot..” you say, holding him tight. You can feel the heat radiating from his back. Chris moves his hand to the boys forehead. (2/4)
“Mhmm..” he agrees. “You wanna take this one Doctor?” You ask Chris, as you press light kisses to the boys hair. “Absolutely..” he says. He holds his hands out and your son crawls into Chris’s arms. Chris stands up, holding the child close against his chest with the boys arms wrapped around his neck. “Oh, don’t forget Pluto!” You says, picking up the blue ball that lay on the couch. (¾)
The boy huffs and shakes his head. “That’s Neptune..” He tells you, reaching down with one hand to take it from you. “Yeah Mom, jeez..” Chris teases, as the biggest smile stretches across his face. You roll your eyes, but smile at Chris. He laughs softly as he presses a kiss to his sons head, before carrying him out of the room. (4/4)
This was so perfect I swear I felt myself tearing up - Gen
Daddy Wednesday™
Sebastian Stan as Dr. Chris Beck in Ridley Scott’s The Martian
Dr. Beck graduated cum laude from the Yale School of Medicine where he was also a recipient of the Norma Bailey Berniker Prize, awarded to graduating students that best exemplify the disciplines and precepts of the Hippocratic Oath. Also served as a captain in the USAF Reserve.
Chris Beck x Reader Moodboard requested by @yikesbuckster
You had met Chris at a museum of all places, but it was a perfect first meet. You had both gravitated towards the display of 18th-century medical supplies. Chris for his fascination of how far his chosen field had come. You for its morbidity, the rest they say was history.
You both were like two peas in a pod, thankfully Chris wasn’t being sent into space anymore. But you still both harbored a love for the big wide universe because you were all made of stardust. And you thanked your lucky stars for finding Chris Beck.
I WANT THIS RN 😭😍💖 THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR DOING THAT, LOVELIES 💗💖💟💞
Book Out Below!
Pairing: Bookshoper!Chris Beck x Reader (Third person POV)
Summary: Bookshop AU. Reader has never been into reading books, but until she entered very speical bookshop.
Words count: 719
(A/N): Well, hello there! This gonna be my first drabble ever written down for @whotheeffisbucky‘s Writing Challange!! Nice feedback would be appreciated. Hope you’ll enjoy it (✿◠‿◠)
@chrisevanshh - thank you. For everything.
(Y/N) (Y/LN) does not usually go to bookshops, or libraries, or anywhere you’d reasonably expect to find books. This isn’t because she has an issue with books— except, she totally does, paper is inefficient, she’d much rather use a tablet. Books as an idea, she has no issue with; just, the paper that goes into making it.
So, (Y/N) does not usually go to bookshops, and so it’s entirely not surprising that the universe chooses to mock her the one time she does.
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In my head, Fall with Chris Beck would involve breakfast in bed, gentle love making filled with reassuring touches and words on and against every flat surface of your apartment, stargazing at night (of course), attempting to bake a pie but end up getting it burnt because you can't keep your hands off each other, cleaning up said mess and then heading out to a neighborhood café in just your pajamas instead.
“Oh god Chris, Chris, Chris” you chanted over and over, you felt Chris smirk against you as he continued his ministrations. The kitchen floor tiles are cold against your heated skin. You moan loudly as Chris’ fingers expertly reach that spot inside you.
“Fuck” you exclaim suddenly remembering the pie in the oven.
Chris mistakes your exclamation as one of pleasure and sucks your clit harder into his mouth. “Chris-” you run your hands through his hair and gently pull him away.
He looks up at you confused, mouth glistening with your slick. “Do you want me to take my socks off?” he asks, already reaching for them. You laugh but shake your head.
“We forgot the pie” you remind him and he’s on his feet so fast that he slips on the kitchen floor landing in a tangle of limbs with you giggling.
Fall Monday™
