#chris drabble

[evansbby]

I feel like frat boy chris would come over for your birthday, get you to blow him and then ignore you while he watches the football game. Maybe even call his friends over and have you bring them beers and snacks.

“Go to the store and buy the good chips, not the shitty dip either.”

NOT ON YOUR BIRTHDAY😩😳

Omfg yes bc fratboy!Chris would do EXACTLY this.

“Are these okay, Chris?” You hold up the different selection of chips you’ve just bought.

“Shut up.” He murmurs, dismissing you with his hand after snatching the chips from you. He’s too busy watching the game, hollering with his frat boy friends when his team scores again.

You sit in your corner with your lollipop (Chris had given you his credit card to buy the chips and dip and had also told you to buy yourself a treat too, before slapping your ass and sending you off — all of this in front of his friends)

The game lulls and Chris grows bored. His eyes shift to you, looking all sweet and sexy, and sucking on your lollipop. Great. Now he’s hard. And it’s all your fault.

“Hey you. C’mere.” He beckons you over with his finger, before patting his knee. You comply, hoping maybe he’ll be nice to you, so you go to sit on his lap.

“No, babe. Sit down on the floor. By my feet.” Chris smirks, and your cheeks heat up. All his fratboy friends are watching, shit-eating grins plastered on their faces. But you do as you’re told.

“Good girl. Now stay like that while daddy watched the game. Maybe if you’re good, daddy will reward you. You’d like that wouldn’t you? You like being a slut on your birthday, don’t you?”

You hate how he’s saying all this in front of his friends, but you nuzzle against his leg anyways, hoping that maybe once all his friends are gone, that Chris might be a little bit nicer.

Spoiler: he’s not.

[nony-bear]

riding chris's thigh because he looks so good in jeans

Ummmmm YES

Chris would LOVE it when you would ride his thigh. Just seeing you so desperate for him would drive him crazy. 

He would be so condescending about it, too, teasing you the entire time. “Oh, such a pretty little slut, so willing to take anything daddy gives you huh?.” 

I mean, like full mean daddy mode activated. 

He’d keep at least one hand on your hips at all times making sure you don’t stop until he says so. 

“I know you’re close baby, you going to make a mess all over my thigh?” He would ask you but definitely already knows the answer. 

And when you do cum, he couldn’t take his eyes off you, even if he wanted to. He’d just be so focused on watching you fall apart on him begging him, for what, at this point, you’re not even sure. 

“That’s my good girl, that's daddy’s pretty girl.” 

It wouldn’t take long for you to begin begging for more, and after that little show, Chris wouldn’t be able to hold back anymore. 

[wonderswritings]

I Gave You My Heart Pt. 10

Chapter Summary: Sam is trying to get out ahead of the articles that surfaced after girls night at the bar. YN, upset at the articles falls back into memory lane. Warnings: Angst, Drama, Slight!Possessiveness, Stalkerish Tendencies, More to come as each chapter is written

Pairings: Chris Evans x Fem!Reader (BF), Sebastian Stan x EX!Fem!Reader, Sebastian Stan x Lisa Jones (OC)

Italics are flashbacks!

Previously on I Gave You My Heart:

Sam, Y/N’s agent, brought to her attention an article, or articles, calling out her relationship with Chris and Sebastian causing her to take the day off from filming.

I have returned! Not too sure if I'll be back to posting this weekly or not, just wanted to see if there was a response or what not to determine if I'll still be posting.

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“No, no, listen to me. I’m telling you, photos can lie. You’re only seeing one side of the story. Listen, I can get you an exclusive.”

YN sat forward in her bean bag, waving her hand at Sam, drawing his attention to her. He made a face as she shook her head, causing him to hold his hand out to her, continuing to pace.

“That’s what you want, right? An exclusive interview with YN. I can get you that.”

YN shook her head, jumping up and rushing to the trailer door, running out of the trailer. She ran between the trailers, hearing the fighting from the scene they were filming as she ran to a part of the set that was hidden from view, practically abandoned. She leaned against the wall, sliding down against it, bringing her knees up to her chest as tears fell down her face.

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Glaring at my door, I kicked my covers off, jumping up and speeding out of my room into the living room. I undid the deadbolt, slamming my door open.

“I told you, I don’t want to see you! What part of that is lost in translation?!” I gasped as I was pushed back into my apartment, my eyes widening as Sam closed the door to my apartment, crossing his arms over his chest as he looked me over, clicking his tongue against his teeth.

“We have work to do.”

I huffed a harsh laugh, shaking my head as I walked past him.

“You might, but I’m off for the foreseeable future.”

“There are things we have to do, YN. Things have been set in motion, we have to fix them, now.”

I threw myself onto the couch, grabbing my blanket and pulling it over my legs as I leaned against the armrest.

“We have to fix them? Why us? We haven’t done a thing. It was all them. I’ve done nothing.”

“You know how these things work, YN.”

Sam walked into the living room, sitting down in the chair across from me.

“You’re in Hollywood now. All your little dirty secrets, thrown into the wind for the vultures. You have no choice. If you want to stay doing what you love, you have no choice but to make a statement.”

Sam’s phone rang, causing him to huff as he reached into his pocket, answering it.

“Yes. No, we have no statement to make. I understand Mac but we have no statement.”

Sam rolled his eyes, huffing.

“I can do you one better Mac. I’m willing to let you have an exclusive.”

I jumped up, shaking my head.

“No!”

Sam shot me a look, nodding as he glared at me.

“Yes, an exclusive interview with YN herself. All questions, answered. Everything out in the open.”

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“Welcome, welcome! It’s so good to see you again YN.”

I smiled tightly, nodding.

“You too Mac, it’s been too long.”

Mac nodded as we both sat down, turning towards me, grinning slightly.

“Well, as much as I love you YN, you know I have to ask.”

I nodded, taking a deep breath, shrugging slightly.

“It’s kinda why we’re here, isn’t it?”

Mac laughed, nodding.

“I suppose it is. So, then what can you tell us about Sebastian and Lisa?”

I shrugged, slightly shaking my head.

“Nothing. I don’t know anything about them.”

“You were with Sebastian for five years, is there a chance you two will still be together?”

I made a face, huffing.

“I loved Sebastian, with everything that I had. I saw our future together, and I loved it.”

Mac nodded, glancing down at his notes before he looked back over at me.

“And now?”

I took a deep breath, closing my eyes.

“And now we’re over.”

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“YN! YN, there you are!”

I sniffled, wiping my tears as I looked up, seeing Sam running towards me.

“I’ve been looking for you everywhere. What are you doing all the way out here?”

He stopped in front of me, making a face as he crossed his arms over his chest.

“Are you crying? Why are you crying?”

I huffed, shaking my head as I stood up, looking up at Sam.

“You’re fired.”

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[bucksgoat]

Congrats on reaching 100!! So exited for you! Could I request a Chris drabble of him going home with you to your parents beach house for a weekend to meet the family? I think that'd be fun and full of cuteness 😍

"Chris, hunny, it'll be okay. You've met them before and they love You."

"Yeah but this is different." You were currently packing your bags to go for a family vacations at your parents beach house. Chris was not having a good time.

"Sweetie," you but your hand on top of his and made him look at you, "we've been married for a year and a half now. They were at the wedding remember?"

"I know they were but I'm gonna be spending time at their beech house. It's different."

"It's not different. Look, if you're worried about them seeing your bare chest then I wouldn't bother. They watch your movies they've seen it all."

It's true. Your parents were his biggest supporters. They have seen captain America way too many times to count and your mother practically drooled over him any time he came around.

"I know that love, I'm just worried that they might change their perception of me now that your know," he trailed off and then pointed at your belly that had form a small bump.

"Sweetheart they love you and they are going to love their grandson Okay?"

"Grandson?" You two didn't want to know the gender yet but you both had a bet going on. "That child in there is not a boy. It's a beautiful baby girl."

"Mhm.. we'll see about that."

[funnyordie]

This Is Why Video Games Aren’t The Escapist, Fun Times They Used To Be

Video games have become just a way to pay money for a longer to-do list.

When I need a break from my to-do list, I add to my to-do list.

[imaginethatimaginethis]

Perfume

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x I Reader

Warning: I said fuck or something like that

a/n: Hi I tried the me perspective I don’t know what it’s called in English since English is not my first language so excuse me and have fun reading hehe

So, there’s this guy I saw at the park and he was really good looking and pretty cute and he sat next to me on that bench reading his book.

He smelled nice but please don’t think I’m a creep his cologne was just fucking strong and it kind of burned my nose but I liked it. The pain not so much in my nose.

His smell was so good. He smelled like a real man. So musty and a tiny little bit of mint and vanilla. It kind of distracted me from writing my email on my phone.

My nose started to tickle and I scrunched it up and then there it was. I had to sneeze and my god, it was the loudest sneeze I ever had which made me jump in shock. I’ve never sneezed so hard and loud in my life.

I know it sounds weird considering that sneezing is a normal human reaction. But this was definitely not normal. My head started to hurt and I thought I’m going to die. Seriously. Not being over dramatic.

My nose and throat started to burn like hell and I needed to sneeze again and that guy next to me started to look weirdly at me.

After the third bombing sneeze he placed his book down and grabbed some tissues out of his backpack. He tapped my shoulder and he handed them to me.

He smiled sheepishly and I thought I’ll faint just there on the bench. He was really handsome, like really really handsome.

I thanked him and nodded and there it was again. Loud and hard. The next biggest sneeze of my life. I didn’t know what was wrong with me I don’t normally sneeze that loud.

And again. The next loud sneeze. The guy next to me smiled sadly when he handed me a single tissue I gladly grabbed from his hand.

“Bless you doll. I think, you’re allergic to something?” I blinked at him a few times when I realized he just talked to me. I wasn’t quite sure if he really did talk to me but as I opened my mouth to answer him I sneezed again, covering my face with the tissue.

He started to laugh and placed his book back down. He grabbed another package of tissues out of his backpack and handed them to me.

“You need them more then I do. Take them all” he said pointing with his hand in my direction.

I nodded and thanked him again. His eyes were blue and I swear I could swim in them and never go back. Like the ocean.. so blue. I stared at him for a while longer when I realized I’m actually starting to be a creep. Why am I so weird?

He frowned when he realized me staring. My eyes widened and I looked down on the package of tissues.

“I’m sorry. You just have beautiful eyes” I apologized taking the package off his hand.

“Can say the same about you and your face, doll”

He said as he grinned. I blushed. Hard. My cheeks were hot and turned red at the same time. I probably looked like a tomato. I looked away and grabbed the next tissue out of the package. Ugh.

I sneezed again. God dammit. He’s so pretty and he talks to me and complimented me and all I do is sneeze right in front of him. How embarrassing.

It’s not like everyday that someone who looks like this is being super duper polite and flirty with me.

“You need to get out of here. Come on I’ll get you some tea.” He said standing up. Just then I realized the light shimmer on his left hand. It was a dark metal with blue linings in between. I looked up at him again and realized who I’ve been talking to the whole time.

“Omg” this word slipped out immediately and my eyes widened when he started to laugh, realizing I started to recognize him.

“Don’t worry I won’t kill you. Just want to drink tea” he said while pulling the strands on his backpack.

I shook my head and blinked a few times. This is the Winter Soldier. I’m not scared of him considering he started to join the avengers and turning to the good side. I was just a little star struck? I’m not sure if that’s the right words to say. I was just a little OMG OMG OMG in my head. The Winter Soldier/deadliest assasin in the world wants to drink tea with me.

“I’m not scared of you I’m just a littl-“

His eyes widened when I bent over and sneezed again into the tissue. I cleaned my nose and looked back up at him. His eyes still widened when I smiled.

“Tea sounds nice I guess” He grinned back at me.

Together we walked over to the next coffee shop with me still sneezing from time to time.

“I didn’t get your name doll.” He turned to face me and smiled.

“(Y/N) (Y/L/N)” I said fiddling with my tissue, ripping some pieces off the soft fabric.

“Pretty” he said opening the door for me. I nodded and whispered a thank you.

“I’m -“

“Bucky Barnes, I know” I said grinning again.

We just kept on grinning at each other. I didn’t know what was going on but I just wanted to smile. He was so pretty and handsome and his smile was so dreamy it just gave me all the feels. It was like a dream and I felt so calm with him.

“Could I get two cups of camomile tea?” He said holding two fingers up to the cashier.

“Oh and can you put honey in it please?”

The woman stared at him for a moment, blinking twice. She looked at me and back at Bucky and just nodded. She recognized him but she wasn’t scared.

“It’s $3.45, please” she said nervously. I grabbed my purse out of my bag when I felt his hand on my arm.

“I got this” he grinned down at me and handed the woman $5.

“Please keep the change” Bucky said when he grabbed the cups and walked to a table near the window. The woman turned to her co worker and started to whisper. They were fan girling. I mean, I would have too. Look at him.

“I hope this table is okay” I hung my bag around the chair and as I wanted to answer him I felt that little tickle in my nose again. I immediately grabbed my tissue and sneezed in it. Loud again. Pretty loud because some people turned around to see what kind of bomb just exploded.

Bucky giggled. What a giggle. The most beautiful thing I’ve ever heard in my entire life. It was so good that I started to giggle too. I started to giggle while cleaning my nose and staring at his face. I’m the most weirdest person on this planet.

“You’re having an allergic reaction” he said while sitting down on his chair and grabbing his cup. I sighed and sat down across from him.

“But I don’t understand why because I don’t have ANY allergies. And we’re out the park now so-“ next sneeze.

He leaned back on his chair and stared at me for a moment. When he started to squint his eyes I gulped the sip I took from my tea down and started to laugh.

“What?” I placed my cup down.

“I’m just trying to find out why you’re sneezing”. I laughed again, taking another cup of my tea.

“Are you a doctor or what?” He shook his head and leaned closer to grab his cup.

My nose tickled again and I sneezed.

“I’m curious” he laughed again and with that I sneezed again.

“Tell me more about you-“ another sneeze. I held my finger up while searching after the tissue package in my bag. I grabbed a tissue out and held it against my nose to clean it.

“I’m sorry.. so,” I looked up at him again only to see him grinning at me.

“What do you want to know?” I asked and with that we sat there for maybe an hour just talking. I sneezed a couple of times. Couple of a lot times. I sneezed a lot. Almost after every sentence but Bucky assured me that it’s okay. If I was him I would have just punched my nose and left, that’s how annoying I was.

Grabbing his ringing phone out of his jeans he excused himself out. Whenever he moved just a tiny little bit his scent flew straight to my nose. Man.. he just smelled so good.

When he came back he looked down at me and grabbed his backpack.

“I’m really sorry but I have to go. It was really nice meeting you today (Y/N). Maybe we ca-“

Another sneeze.

I just closed my eyes for a moment and opened it again. He stood there and his face just showed me how bad he felt for me sneezing the whole time. I smiled up at him and stood up to grab my bag.

As I turned back to him I started to nod.

“I’d really like to see you again Bucky”

He laughed and with that he leaned in and hugged me. It was a warm hug. He held me tight in his arms and oh god, his arms were strong. He was so big and I didn’t want to leave his embrace. And his smell. He smells so good - and with that I pushed him away and sneezed again. Loud.

Bucky’s face turned from shocked into amused. He grabbed my hand and started to laugh.

“I guess your nose doesn’t like my cologne “ he said with a jokingly tone and then it clicked.

Dumb. I’m dumb for not realizing it earlier. I was too lost in him to realize that whenever he’s coming near me and I start smelling his perfume my nose dies a little.

“Oh..hehe” Hehe? Seriously? He turned to the table, grabbing a pencil out of his jacket and started to scribble something on the napkin. When he turned back to me he grabbed my hand and gave it a light kiss and then he handed me the napkin.

“Call me and next time we meet I promise to put on a different perfume” He winked at me and his lips curled up into a smile.

I just nodded and with that he turned his back to me and left the coffee shop. I looked out the window only to see him wave at me before he walked away.

Did this really just happen? And I sneezed again.

Now I’m actually thanking my nose for reacting like that.

MASTERLIST

[evansbby]

Hmmm...what do you think of dark Chris with a reader he wants who outright rejects him, not as in Don't Deny the Animal where the reader was just oblivious, but where they just see the relationship as inappropriate and are kind of intimidated by him? I feel like he'd take that as a big blow to his ego.

Yes like imagine you’re fresh out of film school and ready to break into the film industry. You manage to get an internship/job as the director’s assistant on a new movie staring — obviously — Chris Evans. And Chris openly lusts after you, he’s used to getting whatever/whoever he wants. Which is why it’s a huge blow to his ego when you say no to him…

At first, Chris would just persist.

“I’ll buy you a pretty necklace if you let me take you out to dinner. How does that sound, princess?”

You scoff. “No thank you, Chris. I want to be a director, not someone’s sugar baby.”

He would grin lewdly, stepping closer to you and backing you into a wall, “So now I’m old enough to be your sugar daddy, huh?”

You shrug, trying not to let it show that you’re intimidated by him being so close to you, “You are — but I’m not that kind of girl. So, please, can’t we just be professionals?”

He walks off, suddenly losing interest (for the moment). But he does squeeze your ass before he goes.

But soon the innocent flirtations turn more and more sinister as Chris grows more frustrated when you keep rejecting him.

“I could take care of you, princess. I’d treat you so good. Why don’t you give daddy a chance?”

“It’s so cute how obedient you are, the way you run around getting coffee for everyone. I wonder if you’re this obedient in bed, too.”

“Princess, come into my trailer for a second. I need to show you something.” (You’d wearily gone into his trailer, only for him to back you up again, pressing his bulge into your stomach and trying to kiss you before you swatted and pushed him away.)

“You know I’m friends with the director, right princess? I could have him fire you in seconds and blacklist you across all of Hollywood.”

You stare at him in shock, “You wouldn’t!”

Chris smirks, “I just might, if you keep denying me. Let me take you out to dinner, princess, and here’s another tip: if you put out on the first date, I’ll be sure to put in a good word for you with the next director I work with.”

[nctrnm]

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