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Sing sexy to me!

POV- You’re finally alone with Chris and he’s all you want. He makes you work for it though or should I say sing!

Warnings; swearing, mentions of sex

Pairings; Y/N X Chris Evans

You finally have a weekend alone with Chris, it’s been months since you both had time off together.

Chris wanted to do outdoorsy shit with you, go on walks, talk ‘reconnect’ he called it. It was a sweet idea but the only thing on your mind was jumping his bones at every given opportunity. You see you’d spent the holidays in Boston with his family so any 'alone time’ was disturbed by Scott, who by the way found it hilarious any time he interrupted anything, his mom yelling about food being ready or one of his nephews barging in asking why you guys were always trying to wrestle! Before that your schedules were so separate that you barely saw each other so yeah bones were getting jumped this weekend!

Chris woke you up at 7am Saturday morning too bright and cheery for that time “Y/N come on wake up please, I’ve been up for hours. I wanna do stuff”

Rolling over to look at him leaning against the door frame dressed in jeans and that damn cable knit sweater looking sexy as all hell you replied “yeah I wanna do stuff too, but my stuff doesn’t require that many clothes”

He rolled his eyes at you smirking as he turned to walk away “get up, put on some clothes and get your butt down stairs I made coffee. We’re goin out.” he yelled behind him as he walked down the hall.

You groaned as you swung your legs off the bed and stretched your tired limbs “FINE…I’M UP” as you made your way to the bathroom to shower you had a thought. You knew just what to do to get your own way, you couldn’t walk around in sexy lingerie that was too obvious, wiggling your butt and bending over seductively wouldn’t do it either. No you had to be smart, and fun with it too Chris liked it when you we’re funny. Your humour probably turned him on more.

He’s such a dork.

You got dressed and headed to the kitchen following the scent of the coffee he promised. Walking around the island to the coffee machine you quietly sang to yourself “let’s talk about sex baby, let’s talk about you and me…”

“What are you singing right now?” he asked looking confused

You turned with your coffee cup in hand, looked him dead the eye, took a sip and continued “…let’s talk about all the good things and the bad things that may be, let’s talk about sex.” Your eyes not moving from his.

“Is that the only thing on your mind right now?” asked Chris with another roll of his eyes and that fucking smirk on his handsome face again.

Sing sexy to me!

POV- You’re finally alone with Chris and he’s all you want. He makes you work for it though or should I say sing!

Warnings; swearing, mentions of sex

Pairings; Y/N X Chris Evans

You finally have a weekend alone with Chris, it's been months since you both had time off together.

Chris wanted to do outdoorsy shit with you, go on walks, talk 'reconnect' he called it. It was a sweet idea but the only thing on your mind was jumping his bones at every given opportunity. You see you'd spent the holidays in Boston with his family so any 'alone time' was disturbed by Scott, who by the way found it hilarious any time he interrupted anything, his mom yelling about food being ready or one of his nephews barging in asking why you guys were always trying to wrestle! Before that your schedules were so separate that you barely saw each other so yeah bones were getting jumped this weekend!

Chris woke you up at 7am Saturday morning too bright and cheery for that time "Y/N come on wake up please, I've been up for hours. I wanna do stuff"

Rolling over to look at him leaning against the door frame dressed in jeans and that damn cable knit sweater looking sexy as all hell you replied "yeah I wanna do stuff too, but my stuff doesn't require that many clothes"

He rolled his eyes at you smirking as he turned to walk away "get up, put on some clothes and get your butt down stairs I made coffee. We're goin out." he yelled behind him as he walked down the hall.

You groaned as you swung your legs off the bed and stretched your tired limbs "FINE...I'M UP" as you made your way to the bathroom to shower you had a thought. You knew just what to do to get your own way, you couldn't walk around in sexy lingerie that was too obvious, wiggling your butt and bending over seductively wouldn't do it either. No you had to be smart, and fun with it too Chris liked it when you we're funny. Your humour probably turned him on more.

He's such a dork.

You got dressed and headed to the kitchen following the scent of the coffee he promised. Walking around the island to the coffee machine you quietly sang to yourself "let's talk about sex baby, let's talk about you and me..."

"What are you singing right now?" he asked looking confused

You turned with your coffee cup in hand, looked him dead the eye, took a sip and continued "...let's talk about all the good things and the bad things that may be, let's talk about sex." Your eyes not moving from his.

"Is that the only thing on your mind right now?" asked Chris with another roll of his eyes and that fucking smirk on his handsome face again.

#chris evans #pov #one shot #y/n

The Nightmares part 2

POV...You escaped from hydra and were placed with the Avengers but the nightmares never really go away.

Pairing: Y/N x Steve Rogers

Warnings: little bit of fluff and angst but not alot, Mentions of blood

You wake the next morning still wrapped in Steve’s arms. He's still sleeping his breathing deep and steady, it makes you feel calm, safe. You could stay here all day if it kept the nightmares away. Last night was the best sleep you'd had in a very very long time.

You slip as gently as you can from his grasp careful not to disturb him, he looks so peaceful. You take a shower, get dressed and go downstairs to make breakfast. It's the least you can do you think.

Steve walks into the kitchen just as you're dishing everything out. "Good morning Y/N"

"Good morning Steve" you reply, he smiles at you.

"How are you feeling today?" he asks walking over to where you're standing.

"I'm okay, I slept better with you there, Thankyou you've no idea what it means" you look down blushing slightly "You hungry?"

"Starving. Did you make this for me?" he picks up a plate "Hmmm....this smells incredible."

"Yeah, just a little thankyou for taking care of me"

You both sit down at the large table and dig in, Tony enters with Peter on his heels "oh what is that I can smell, Y/N did you make breakfast again, I love it when you cook" announces Peter helping himself to a huge plate and joining you both.

#captain america #pov #steve rogers #imagine #the avengers #marvel #mcu #peter parker #tony stark

The Nightmares part 1

POV.....You escaped from hydra and we’re placed with the Avengers but the nightmares never truly go away.

Pairing: Y/N x Steve Rogers

Warnings: angst

They're bad. The nightmares.

The memories you have from hydra, mental manipulation, wiping your memory and making you a weapon. The very worst parts of your life torture you daily but the nights were the worst. The nights would bring back the feelings, bring back the violence, the havoc you wreaked that you couldn’t control.

They're bad. The nightmares.

They made you question everything. Why did you end up here, with the Avengers, why did you deserve a second chance after everything you did. Did they know, did they know how bad it was, how many people you hurt, how many lives you destroyed. They cant know surely, they would hate me if they did.

You've been here at the compound for a few months now. Trying to be better, to help. They tell you they know about your past but I don’t think they know it all. You'd prefer it if they didn't. The nightmares come and go, they get worse after a mission, more vivid, more real, but you hide them well. You smile when you should. Say you’re okay when they ask. You do all the right things at all the right times.

But they're bad. The nightmares.

They're getting worse.

You’re in your room, sleeping, calm, then it all goes black and you’re back there, with hydra, in the chair. They’re telling you you have a mission but you don’t want to do it, don’t want to hurt people. They strap you in, They reset you, you’re compliant. Then you feel the gun in your hand, hear the cry, shoot....that's when you wake. You’re sweating, screaming, shaking, you cant breathe.

That’s when he comes in.

#captain america #pov #steve rogers #imagine #the avengers #marvel #mcu

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CE is just so handsome like he looks so approachable but also not if that even makes sense ???? like he's flawless af but i also think he could blend in at my family reunions ya feel me ???

You know what, this actually makes a lot of sense. He’s gorgeous in the non-threatening way. Innocently handsome.

He has that down-to-earth air about him that, like, if you gave him a ball cap and sunglasses you could take his casual-ass to a football game and no one would immediately call him out.

His smile is so warm and genuine and his laid-back, goofball personality makes him seem attainable.

Chris Evans is a dangerous man.

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I love this scene here. Watching him tap dance makes my heart smile

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Okay WHERE is this from? This is the only time I’ve seen chris evans and want to fuck him.

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tap dancing Chris is everything

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Have we talked about this scene yet? Because I want to talk about this scene and why it’s important that this is the memory Steve is thinking about right before he has to face the Winter Soldier again.

We all know how out of place and unhappy Steve feels in modern society. The movie doesn’t make any bones about it. Even though good ol’ Cap exudes positivity, we see how he uses his time. When he’s not at work for SHIELD, he’s grasping at straws, trying to catch up, trying to make sense of how he fits in a world that’s moved on without him. When Steve starts to feel out of place even when he’s playing soldier for SHIELD, Sam tells him that he could do something different, anything at all; but Steve looks blank. Sam asks him what makes him happy, and Steve doesn’t know.

The only thing that keeps him going is knowing that his sacrifice helped save the world. As he says to Peggy, he always wanted to do “what was right,” and at least he can take some comfort from the fact that he helped save countless lives from Hydra by losing everything that meant a damn to him.

That is, until he and Natasha find Zola in the underground bunker and they find out that Hydra is still alive and well – thriving, even – within the ranks of SHIELD.

This is the moment Steve learns he gave up his life for nothing.

So. The flashback scene.

I’ve heard some people say that they think the scene is extraneous. That it’s enough to know that Bucky and Steve were friends way back when, only Bucky doesn’t remember (and if you want more skinny!Steve and scenes of Bucky and Steve being chummy, go back and watch The First Avenger). On the surface, it may seem like this scene is rehashing old territory, but it’s actually telling us quite a bit more than that.

Bucky is walking Steve home after his mother’s funeral, and Steve is obviously vulnerable and shaken. His parents were the foundational figures of his life, and they’re both gone now. Before Bucky can even get the question out, Steve rejects the idea of moving in with Bucky. He insists he can get by on his own. Then he fumbles clumsily in his jacket looking for his key, but he can’t find it. Bucky casually picks up the spare and hands it to him.

This moment.

It’s such a simple gesture, but the camera focuses in on that key like it’s the freaking Tesseract. Why? Why is this moment with Bucky so prominent in Steve’s thoughts? Why not something out of their days together with the Howling Commandos? Or why not something from when they were kids running around on the playground?

This moment is an echo of exactly what Steve’s feeling in the future: lost and alone. Everything that means home is shut behind the locked door of time (or a coffin lid).

But against all possibility, Bucky is alive. And, to Steve, Bucky doesn’t just have the key back home, he is the key back home.

“I can get by on my own.”

“But the thing is, you don’t have to.”

Suddenly that promise is everything. If Bucky is still alive, then Steve isn’t alone. He didn’t make a mistake putting the plane in the water. There’s a meaning for him to be in this time and place, and Bucky is that meaning. That’s why Steve has to believe Bucky will remember, why he desperately doesn’t want to fight him. Steve wants them both to be able to go home again.

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Mack Attacked

Just a silly drabble based on the bromance of Seb and Mackie

You and Sebastain had been dating for almost a year and it was going great he’d finished up the Civil War press tour about 9 months in which you’d joined him on for a little while. It was so much fun watching him interact with his fans and hang out with the rest of the cast. He’d introduced you to Chris Evans who you totally pulled a Paul Rudd on and shook his hand for way longer than was socially acceptable, you’d met the Russo brothers and thanked them for some wonderful movies, full on ogled at Scarlett Johannson because let me tell you she is just as beautiful off screen as she is on and then there was Anthony Mackie who was downright hilarious, he’d make you laugh so hard that whatever you were drinking at the time would surely come out of your nose, attractive. Watching his and Sebs interviews was the best part your sides were hurting by the end of each one. He’d made some pretty great friends which was good considering how much time he’d spent with them so it came as no surprise when he started picking up some of there habits. Most were okay but when he started quoting Choclachino you had to throw in some friendly blackmail to make him stop.

At first it only happened now and again like when he came to pick you up and take you to dinner. As you opened the door to him you couldn’t help but stare at him wearing one of them blue suits you loved him in.

“No need to bring sexy back cause it’s here” he’d said when he caught you staring. You didn’t bring attention to the fact he’d quoted Mackie just gave him an eye roll as you let him in. That was the first time that night but definitely not the last.

It happened again when you were looking at the menu in the restaurant deciding what to order.

“I’m not sure whether to go for the Pork or the Beef, whatta you think babe?” you’d asked without looking up

“Lick the pork take the beef” he replied with a lopsided grin, you just shot him a look over the menu and shook your head biting back a smile.

Then at the end of night when you were waiting for the car outside he’d brought you in for a kiss, looking in your eyes in a way that made your knees want to give out “That’s my safe place right there, them eyes let you know where home is” you almost melted against him until you realised he’d done it again. This time you let out a huff and playfully slapped his arm for ruining a perfect moment. Once you’d stopped giggling he did kiss you and your knees almost certainly gave out.

Over the next couple of weeks it started happening more and more. He’d came up behind you while you were doing dishes and wrapped his arms around you making you jump.

“jeez baby you scared the shit outta me”

He simply chuckled turned you around in his arms and said “ hey ya always wanna come from behind” before playfully nuzzling at your neck and running his hands up your thighs “mmm these thighs are the way to heaven” he mumbled into your neck he didn’t expect you to respond as you did though

“which way is the beach seabass?” you laughed as he pulled his head back looking at you with pure amused shock as he replied “down there” with a wink and pointed down towards his crotch.

It happened again when you were watching a movie together enjoying a rare night in and he’d gotten up to get some snacks he shouted from the kitchen “hey babe, Easter your favourite holiday?”

“You know you can’t finish that sentence right? like its just not the same” you’d shouted back before he could finish only for him to walk back in the living room pouting holding a box of your favourite chocolates

“well i could have but ya ruined it” he replied before slumping down on the sofa next to you still pouting. Before the movie had finished you’d ended up making out like a couple of teenagers and when you pulled away to catch your breath sebastian chuckled at how worked up you were “ not tryna brag….” you cut him off by putting your hand over his mouth “if you quote Mack Attack one more time i’m gona tell everyone you keep doing it, i swear i’ll call Mackie up right now and tell him” you threatened slowly taking your hand away from his smirking mouth

“ well i was gonna give you the gold but you shot me down so now the gold is still in my pocket” he’d just about managed to get out before bursting into laughter. You stood up off of him and reached for his phone “okay okay i’ll stop i promise i’ll stop” he breathed out composing himself

“you better” you warned trying your hardest not to smirk back at him

“I just can’t help it, he’s in my head i hear his voice all the time”

You did infact tell Mackie a few weeks later and he teased him mercilessly for as long as he could.

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Marvel Maniac

Imagine meeting Sebastian Stan on a night out and hiding your inner fangirl from him until he catches you in an amusingly compromising position

What is a fangirl? You. You were most definitely a fangirl especially for Marvel. You weren’t ashamed but it wasn’t exactly something you shouted from the rooftops, all of your closest friends knew a few work colleagues but that was it.

You had a good collection of fan art, T-shirts with shields and fake metal arms, mugs cups underwear action figures even a cute little cap shield tattoo on your right hip. All in all a pretty good collection of memorabilia. You’d watched all the movies and tv series and fangirled over casting choices more times than you could count. You’d never had the chance to go comic con as much as you’d tried but it just never happened although you’d watched all the panels on YouTube. You would have given your left arm for a chance to meet anyone from Marvel at this point you didn’t even care who it was. Okay maybe thats a lie you knew exactly who you’d meet if you could Sebastian Stan or Chris Evans either was good both was preferable.

So when you were out for a girls night in New York with your friends you didn’t expect to act quite as calm as you did when you found yourself immersed in conversation with none other than Mr Stan himself. It could have been the 6 cocktails that kept your demeanor as cool as it was, it could have been the fact that you didn’t want to ruin whatever was happening and if you freaked out on the outside like you absolutely were on the inside you would for sure terrify the poor man and send him running for the hills so you were calm, calm enough to cause concern amongst your friends who couldn’t understand why you hadn’t had a total mental marvel outburst.

And there you were a good 45 minutes into hanging out with Sebastian Stan and his friends still internally freaking out still externally lying to his fucking face.

“ so what do you do then (Y/N)? ” he asked

what you mean besides stalk your instagram and ogle pictures of you on google? No don’t say that (Y/N)

“ My family owns a toystore so I help them run it ”

“ you help them run it or you just play with the toys all day long? ” he asked giving you a sarcastically quizzical look

“ hey someone has to make sure they’re working properly. Good job i don’t mind getting my hands dirty ” you bit back a smile as you replied

“ do you sell comic book toys ” he quizzed

“ we do, although i can’t say i’ve ever played with Captain America or the Winter Soldier ” You lied

He almost choked on his drink “ now i know you’re a fan and hey the nights still young ” he winked smirking at you

“ wow ” you laughed

The rest of the night went on like that easy conversation and laughter. He asked you for your number as you were leaving and it was your turn to choke on your drink. It was so surreal the whole night you’d stayed cool, well until you got outside the club and finally set your inner fangirl free. Jumping up and down round and round screaming and laughing maniacally. Your friends watched as you danced around doubled over with laughter nodding at you when you asked if it was real, did that just happen, did you really just spend 3 hours talking and dancing with Sebastian freaking Stan. Did you in real life just swap numbers with him.

“oh my god (Y/F/N) please tell me i did not just make that up, that happened right like that really just fucking happened?”

“yes (Y/N), yes it just happened. Quick question though whatcha gonna do when he finds out how much of a marvel freak you really are?” she questioned

“SHIT!! I have no idea” frantically trying to figure out how this was gonna go down “its fine girls i kept that calm in there maybe i dont have to show him” yup you didnt believe yourself either. Oh well you’d just have to work really hard to play it cool he didn’t need to know you went to bed wearing pyjamas with his face on them besides you probably would never see him again right?

Wrong!

It had been 3 weeks since you met him and you’d gone on a total of 5 dates it was going well, really well actually you’d admitted you were a fan, downplayed it ofcourse sure you told him you’d seen a few of his movies but only once. You conveniently didn’t reveal that you may aswell have known all the words to every Cap film and had seen them WAY over 50 times you also still hadn’t admitted to the pyjamas or the fact that you drank your coffee from a mug shaped like Captain Americas head. See it was going well. For now!

It was the day of what was going to be your 6th date and you weren’t feeling too good so you’d agreed to rearrange when you were feeling better. You’d settled on the sofa wearing your avengers onesie, Caps head full of hot cocoa and Civil War on T.V. Perfect. Your roomates had decided to abandon you and go out drinking half way through the movie not being able to stand to watch it AGAIN. It was coming up to your favourite scene the one where Cap finds Bucky in Bucharest and you sat crossed legged goofy grin whispering the lines when you were startled by someone clearly trying and failing to hold back laughter. You jumped up out of your blankie revealing your very unflattering onesie

“OH MY GOD Sebastian, you scared the shit out of me what are you doing here, how did you even get in??” you quizzed

“did i just catch you reciting lines from one of my scenes (Y/N)?” he quizzed obviously amused “ and are you wearing Avengers pjs?”

“ n-no , i wasn’t i don’t know what you saw but this is the f-first time i’ve seen t-this movie” it was bad, he caught you thats it he knows you’re crazy “ I I mean well maybe not the first time but”

“ Is that Evans’ head?” he was laughing now, not just giggling laughing full on losing breath belly laughing “ i thought you said you’d only seen a few of my movies? you said you weren’t really a fan of the MCU”

“ Is there any point in me even trying to hide my crazy now? ” you asked feigning exasperation

He shook his head gaining composure. Once he’d stopped laughing at you that was “oh sweety no, your crazy is definitely showing. ”

You let out a sigh before slumping back down on the sofa and fiddling with the buttons of your onesie “ I’m not totally insane i just kinda like Marvel”

“Kinda?” he asked raising his eyebrow at you

“not kinda, i really like it okay, happy?”

“i think its kinda cute that you tried to hide it from me, although i don’t understand why” he said more sincere now

“Seriously? If i’d have told you about my Winter Soldier underwear collection the night we met you would definitely not have asked for my number”

“ No you’re right, I’d have asked you to show me the collection instead ” he chuckled taking a seat next to on the sofa and grabbing the remote rewinding the movie and stealing a sip of your cocoa

“ what are you doing?”

“well when you said you were sick I came over to take care of you, your friends let me in on their way out.so if watching my own movie and drinking from a cup with my friends face on it helps make you feel better then I guess I’m gonna do just that” he smiled at you before placing a soft kiss to your forehead and snuggling you against his chest

“oh” was all you could reply with the biggest smile on your face as you settled against him to finish the movie.