Summary: On-set tension with David Corenswet finally ignites when you’re alone in his trailer. Weeks of teasing and smoldering chemistry explode into a heated, intimate encounter, blurring the line between professional and personal.
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You were reading over the script for the hundredth time, making notes in the margins, trying to focus. Across the room, David leaned casually against the wall, script in hand, a smirk playing at the corners of his mouth. He didn’t have to do anything—just existing in that effortless way that made you want to roll your eyes and pull him closer at the same time.
“You know,” he said without looking at you, “that’s not how you’re supposed to say that line.”
You raised an eyebrow, masking the flutter in your stomach. “Oh really? And here I thought you were the expert in brooding and mysterious.”
He finally looked up, eyes sharp, calculating, amused. “I am. But you… you try too hard. You’re overthinking it.”
Your hands tightened around your pen. “Trying too hard? Me? You think you make it look effortless. Everything about you is effortless.”
There it was—the smirk. That maddening, half-smile that made every nerve in your body jump at once.
It happened during rehearsal. Your hands brushed as you reached for the same prop. You both froze, and for a moment, the room seemed to vanish.
“Sorry,” he murmured, but his eyes didn’t leave yours.
“Don’t be,” you replied, trying to sound casual, but your voice betrayed you, low and a little breathless.
He leaned a fraction closer, voice almost teasing. “You’re shaking.”
“I’m… not.”
He chuckled softly, that sound that made your chest tighten. “Sure.”
The director called “Cut!” and suddenly, everything was back to normal—or as normal as it could be with the air between you charged like a live wire.
Later, during a break, you found yourselves alone in the lounge. You were scrolling through your phone when David plopped down beside you.
“You know,” he said, leaning back, “you’re surprisingly good at keeping your composure on set.”
You smirked, looking up. “Surprisingly good? Wow. Thanks.”
He tilted his head, studying you like he was trying to figure out a puzzle. “I mean… for someone who’s clearly thinking about me all the time.”
Your chest stuttered. “I am not thinking about you.”
“Uh-huh.” He leaned just a little closer, the smirk returning. “Keep telling yourself that.”
The final scene of the day. The director called “Action!” and the cameras rolled. The scene was tense, dramatic, but every glance, every movement carried an extra weight—the unspoken tension between you.
David’s character stepped closer, almost touching yours. The heat between you wasn’t part of the script.
“Cut!” the director shouted, but neither of you moved.
Finally, he broke the silence, voice low, rougher than before. “Stop pretending. You want this as much as I do.”
You stared at him, your heart hammering. “Maybe I do.”
And for the first time, you both didn’t fight it.
The trailer was small, the lights dimmed low, casting long shadows across the walls. You had meant to stop by for a quick line run, but the door clicking shut behind you—and David’s presence—changed everything.
“You really think you can just walk in here and distract me?” he asked, voice low, teasing, leaning against the counter.
“You’re the one who’s impossible to ignore,” you shot back, trying to keep your voice steady, though your chest was pounding.
His smirk was maddening. “Is that so?” He stepped closer, just enough for you to feel the heat radiating from him.
Your hands hovered near his chest before brushing against him, almost as if testing your courage. He caught your wrist, holding it gently, his thumb tracing patterns that made your stomach twist.
“You have no idea how long I’ve been waiting for this,” he murmured, and the words sent a shiver straight down your spine.
Before you could respond, he closed the distance between you. Lips brushed yours, light at first, teasing, testing. You responded instantly, tilting your head, deepening the kiss. Every brush of his lips, every careful, deliberate touch, made it impossible to think about anything else.
His hands slid around your waist, pulling you flush against him. Your fingers tangled in his hair, holding him closer, feeling the tension in every inch of his body. He leaned in, lips moving over your jaw, neck, every inch a slow burn that left you trembling.
“I’ve wanted this for weeks,” he whispered against your ear, his breath hot and heavy. “Every look, every touch, every argument—it’s all been building to this.”
You pressed back into him, gasping softly, hands exploring, feeling the intensity of the moment. Every heartbeat, every brush of skin, every whispered word brought you closer to the edge of something you had both been holding back.
Time slowed in that small trailer. Outside, the world went on, but inside, it was just you, him, and the weight of all the weeks of tension finally breaking through. The air was thick with need, with unspoken emotions, and the promise that neither of you would be leaving that trailer until you both caught up with everything you’d been holding in.
They said it ended years ago. But the cameras still catch the looks. The songs still sound too personal. And she's always somewhere close — even when she's supposed to be far away.
No one knows what really happened. No one knows what still does. They won’t talk about it. But the world won’t stop watching.
This is the story no one was supposed to tell.
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This story is inspired by @laycln on TikTok and her “dr world.” A few elements are drawn from her work, but this is my own take on it.
Hey I absolutely loved your writings!!! I saw that your requests were open and had an idea. Could you write a story about chris and actress reader (she’s in her 20s) They are at the james cordon show and are playing spill your guts or fill your guts. You can choose if they already know each other or not. But can you let it end where they end up being a couple or having a date or smt.
I also had the idea of chris and actress reader reading thirst tweets together. Just saw a lot of videos and thoughy it would be nice with chris too. You can chose if you wanna write both or not.
Thansk anyway ♥️
A/N: Hiya lovely! Thank you for putting a request in, i love both of them. However, i might only be able to do the Spill Your Guts or Fill Your Guts one, i hope that’s okay. I will be using a book called The Stopover by T L Swan as a book being made into a movie that reader and Chris will be starring in together. Although this book hasn’t been made into a movie, it has been in this fic.
Disclaimer: My work is not to be translated or to be posted anywhere else other than MY Tumblr, Wattpad and Ao3 without my permission. However, reblogs are welcome.
Pairing: Chris Evans x Actress!Reader
Warnings: Age gap romance! But other than that, no other warnings. All fluff and wholesome shit, enjoy.
Word Count: 3,000
GIF NOT MINE!!! Credit goes to @chrisevansedits go check them out!
Who Knows?
Around the first time you met Chris Evans, you were new in the business, the industry of acting. It was hard to settle in at first, being that everyone on the current movie set had been working together for years, so when it came down to making friends, you definitely struggled. But that’s when Chris did the most to include you, to make you feel welcome and it worked. You felt right at home, as though these were people you’d known your whole life.
But along with gratitude for Chris and his kind hearted gestures, came a crush, a very big one. And sure, you’re not a kid, you’ve had relationships, both purely physical and romantic/serious. You’ve had crushes too, most of which faded over time. But Chris, now that’s a crush you’ve harboured since that first hello. And it’s dangerous territory, simply because he’s 40, you’re just a week shy of your 28th birthday. So there’s the age gap, the 12 year age gap. And also the knowledge that there are some projects in the making, projects you already know will require you to work alongside Chris again. Despite promoting your most recent project currently.
Many actors have formed romantic connections whilst working together, it’s bound to happen, you’re all human after all, but you pride yourself on your professionalism. However, when it comes to Chris, it all melts away like ice in the Sahara desert. You feel your resolve dissipating at the mere sight of the man, you’re a fool. This much is true.
So in promotion for your recent movie ‘The Stopover’ a movie adaptation of the book of the same name by T.L Swan, yourself and your co-star Chris are appearing on the Late Late Show with James Cordon.
And as you sit comfortably on the couch next to James with Chris to your left, the makeup artist starts to touch up your lipstick whilst James prepares for the next segment. The one you’ve been dreading.
You were informed prior to today that you’d be playing a game called Spill Your Guts or Fill Your Guts, with Chris and James. A game you are more than familiar with, yet one that scares you to death. Mostly because the questions can be anything from rank your previous co-stars kisses from best to worst all the way to James asking you to list your celebrity crushes.
Much like Forest Gump and that box of chocolates, the questions could be anything, you never know what you’re gonna get.
Once you’re given the 5 minute countdown, you make your way over to the table, waiting on the cue to begin.
As the cameras start rolling again, you swallow your anxiety and keep it in for the sake of looking less terrified.
“Hi and welcome back to The Late Late Show, i’m your host James Cordon and as you can see i’m still joined by the stars of new romance movie The Stopover. Chris Evans and Y/F/N everyone give it up for these two. Now, we’re going to spice things up a little with a game i like to call”
The overhead announcement rasps out “Spill Your Guts or Fill Your Guts”
This is it, you suppose.
James runs over the rules quickly before deciding that he’ll go first to get the ball rolling.
He takes a peak at the card in his hand and then loses all control, his laughter fills you with even more dread, especially knowing the question is going to be directed at you as that’s the order you’re going in.
“Y/N, you’ve been acting ever since you were 18 and your first movie was an appearance in The Avengers, the first movie starring six of earths mightiest heroes. Rank the actors playing these heroes from your favourite to least favourite?”
Okay, that’s an easy one.
“Nice and easy to start off with” James chuckles, awaiting your response.
The audience cheer to encourage you, or so you think, but as you glance at James, he winks at the crowd to signal this is just to ease you in.
“Hm, let me think!” you ponder it for a couple seconds, but as you do so, James turns the table so that the bird saliva is right in front of you “if you can’t answer, i’m afraid i’ll have to say Bon Appétit” his smirk riles you in the best way.
You continue to wind everyone up, including James by threatening to make him have the bird saliva before answering.
“RDJ, Hemsworth, Scarlett, Mark, Evans and lastly Jeremy” your smug self sits back with a smile from ear to ear, your head turning to face the audience as they cheer you on. Whereas Chris just shakes his head laughing, his smile making you feel all warm inside as you shuffle in your seat excitedly.
“Now the game has really started” you pick up a card, turning to Chris to ask the question, your cheeky laugh alarms him, reminding him just exactly what game he’s playing.
“Christopher” you tease, holding the card close to your chest “Y/N”
Oh but the way he says your name, the way it falls so easily and heavenly off of his tongue. It’s like you’re fully aware of how you lose yourself in your crush on him, but you love it, you love the torture of never making a move. In a way you’ve kind of already decided he’d never want you, and you’ve written it off without even trying. Mostly due to the fact that you were only 18 when you first met Chris, surely he’d only ever see you as a friend...or so you think.
God, you’ve lost count of the amount of times you’ve gone back and forth with yourself over making a move on Chris, or if it would only lead to hurt. But do you really want to have regrets? Not exactly.
“You’ve had your fair share of love interests in the duration of your acting career thus far. Rate the following actresses on the their kissing skills and who you enjoyed kissing the most to who you enjoyed least” a loud ‘oooooo’ sounds from the audience as you dance in your seat, enjoying the way Chris is currently squirming. “The options are as follows... Myself, Michelle Dockery, Ana Farris, Michele Monaghan and Alice Eve”
He rests his head in his hands, peaking through his fingers to spy what rancid option is up for him to eat, should he opt out of answering.
The dish of choice, well, your choice, is the cod sperm. The audience make disgusted sounds as they smile at how Chris reacts to it. He scrunches his eyes closed in horror.
“I mean that cod sperm looks delicious, Evans” you wink as he rolls his eyes at you “could always just opt out” your way of pushing him into answering.
Although you’re anxious to hear his answer, you’re also wishing your feelings away in this moment. Rejection is all you’ve ever known, you’ve never been the one who was wanted and you’ve never been the first choice for guys. So everyone could basically assume you’ve not got the most amount of confidence. And they’d be right. But you’ve gotten better at faking it..faking it until you make it, right?
A long and never ending deep breath later and Chris sits upright, prepared to answer.
“In order of who i enjoyed kissing the most to the least, Y/N, Alice Eve, Michelle Dockery, Michele Monaghan and Ana Faris. But all women are great kissers, and dear friends of mine” the crinkles at the sides of his eyes causes you to silently swoon. God his smile, you could look at him smiling all day long.
He’s heaven in human form.
Who would have known when you first met Chris, that all these years later, you’d be doing a steamy romance movie with him and have a high flying crush on him. Because you certainly didn’t see this one coming. Sure, he’s a looker-well, he’s a lot more than just a looker, and you’ve had a crush for years but it’s bloomed into something you never thought possible. At first you didn’t see it as anything more than just you being a teenager with an admiration for the man. But now it’s clear it was never just that.
“Well i guess i should thank you, Evans. But also let’s swiftly move on” you feel the heat start in your chest, creeping its way up to your neck and eventually your face, leaving your mouth open as you try to hide your flustered state, however, James already noticed.
“Looks like someone is embarrassed” he comments, under his breath of course, but everyone still hears.
You barely manage to glance over at Chris, praying his eyes are elsewhere, but surprise surprise, his ocean eyes are boring right into yours. And suddenly you’re being stripped bare for the entire world to see, or at least that’s how it feels, that’s the power of his stare. Goosebumps cover your entire body, even the parts that are covered, arousal forms in your panties, leaving you unable to speak, you’re not even sure you’re breathing properly.
As you start to think that perhaps you should look away, you’re immediately forced back to reality, where Chris’s focus is solely on James as he picks up the card that holds the next question.
However, your mind is elsewhere the entire time. To put it bluntly, the lights are on but no one is home. All that you want is to feel his eyes on you again, to feel his undivided attention.
The seconds tick by and you feel like you’re floating in a hazy state, aware of your surroundings yet uninterested.
Before filming this latest movie with Chris, you felt more on a platonic level with him, that the line between romance and friendship was too thick to cross, that you could never even attempt to do so. Whereas after filming, you know the line is thin, way too thin that it’s almost too hard to notice when you’re crossing it sometimes. During filming, Chris was a lot more flirtatious on set, in between takes, during rest days and over text. It was a lot but you welcomed it with open arms, mostly due to fear, because you weren’t entirely sure how long this new in between with Chris would last. So you chose to embrace it. But to your surprise, he kept up with this change in demeanour way after filming ended.
The next few rounds come and go, luckily you haven’t had to eat any of the rancid options on the table, James had to eat the bug trifle being as he didn’t want to answer some question regarding his crew on The Late Late Show. Chris had to eat the giant water scorpion after being unable to answer your question to him about which movie of his he thinks is the worst. You already know he’d feel too guilty about answering something like that.
James wraps up the segment before then wrapping up the remainder of the show by introducing a performance by the singer of your movies main song, Shawn Mendes with the song ‘Fallin’ All In You’
A favourite of yours regardless of it being on the soundtrack to your new movie.
The camera pans over too the other stage to Shawn as he starts to play his guitar, the introduction to the song.
You remain seated in your chair, with the crew members removing your microphone as well as Chris’s but as they do so, you decide to look over at him and once again, his focus is solely on you. His intense stare is enough to cause any confident woman to crumble.
You’re losing yourself in his eyes too, unable to stop it in it’s tracks.
James rises to his feet after Shawn finishes singing, whilst yourself and Chris cheer for him, he’s a talented guy, ridiculously so. You’re a huge fan of his, if that wasn’t at all obvious. The second you knew he was going to be doing the main song for the movie, you freaked out, admittedly. It was both embarrassing and funny. Chris just found it endearing.
Once your mics are off, you make your way over to hug Shawn, greeting him as well as issuing a compliment on his performance, to which he smiles and thanks you before congratulating the two of you on the upcoming premier that’s occurring tomorrow night. The event everyone has been talking about.
Chris thanks him before everyone makes their way back to their dressing rooms.
You settle in your chair, everything has been gathered together by your assistant but you’re taking a couple minutes to respond to some texts. As you’re doing so, there’s a knock at your door. You wonder who that could be.
The door opens to reveal Chris standing there anxiously, he looks at you through his long eyelashes, making your stomach flutter.
“Hey, what’s up?”
“Could we have a moment to talk, please?” he asks, polite as ever.
Your assistant naturally excuses herself to give the two of you more privacy whilst Chris takes a seat next to you on the couch. Your stomach starts performing backflips, clearly thinking it’s a gymnast.
“I don’t know how to say this, so i think the best way to say it is to just come out with it” he breathes “i like you, Y/N, i like you a lot. And that thought alone has bugged me for so long, way longer than i’d ever care to admit. But after tonight i just felt like if i didn’t say anything then i’d burst”
Your whole body freezes, did he really just say what you think he just said? Evidently so, being as Chris looks at you with sad eyes, taking your silence as rejection.
Your body chooses the perfect time to wake up.
“I like you too, god. I’ve waited a long time to say that. I guess a huge part of me was unsure due to the fact that i’ve known you since i was 18, i didn’t expect things to ever get to this place. I just second guessed myself constantly”
A weight clearly lifts from the both of you, the air feels fresher, clearer, as does your minds. The goodness that can come from speaking the truth is incredible. It’s like it was never ever going to be difficult yet the two of you overthought the entire thing, tricked your minds into thinking the other one wouldn’t feel the same. But you’re glad he made that first move to confess his feelings.
“When did you start feeling this way?” you inquire, hesitantly.
“I liked you prior to filming The Stopover, but after we began filming, it solidified everything and i’ll admit i was scared, but i’m glad i feel this way. You make me laugh, you make me feel calm. And to be perfectly honest, i feel like deep down in your soul, there’s no age gap whatsoever. Everything has come so naturally”
You watch his lips move, hear the words tumble out one by one and you can’t help the way your heart beats faster.
“I wish i could say i haven’t had the most pathetic crush on you since i was 18 but i want to be truthful. At first i brushed it off, but over the years it’s gotten bigger and tonight, there was just something different, something exciting that made me want to tell you how i’ve been feeling”
There could be a million guys in this room and your eyes would still be on his, he’s the only man you’ve ever had a clear view off for years, everyone else is merely a irrelevant blur.
“Well that was all easier than i expected it to be” you laugh, trying to make light of your foolishness.
“It was, we’ve managed to turn something simple into something complicated so quickly. It’s safe to say we’re not great at this stuff” he laughs too, your favourite sound.
“So my age is not an issue?” the elephant in your mind, something that’s held you back from saying a word to him, you have to know.
The way he shrugs and shakes his head, so calmly, he didn’t even stop to think about it. It fills you with relief.
“Not at all. I’ve always felt that age is a number, and we’re both adults, aren’t we? Surely we deserve the right to explore whatever this is”
He has a point, why were you worried about the age gap, when he has never seen it as an issue?
“So, where do we go from here, do w-”
“I’d like the chance to take you on a date, we can see where this could go, only if you’d like to, i’d never pressure you”
A true gentleman all over, you’re swooning.
You smile softly, reaching your hand to grasp his, to which he turns them over and intertwines his fingers with yours “well?”
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Pairing: Marco Ilsø x actres!reader ft. Alex Høhg Anderson
Summary:you hate Marco for laughing at you but you love hearing him laugh.
A/N: I don’t know what this is but I needed to write it. I’m sorry if sucks.
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When your manager told you Alex and Marco were doing the next interview with you, you wanted to cry. WHY?! Is not like you didn’t like being around the two danish actors but…
“Ah and remember, yours and Marco’s characters are NOT ending up together” said she going back to her phone. You looked at her confused, what now? “Oh I haven’t told you before? Hvitserk is your endgame” you started saying nonsense, not able to finish a single sentence but there is was no time to ask for explanations because Alex and Marco walked towards you, both of them locking their arms with yours.
“Are you ready?” spoke Alex first
“Yeah but before we go. Did you know Hvisterk is my endgame?” You asked and the two danish boy only nodded. “and you didn’t told me because…”
“We thought you knew” was Marco’s answer.
You left Alex take the seat between you and Marco, a way to keep your thoughts away from what you just discovered.
“Why don’t you seat in the middle?” both the actor and the interviewer asked you and your answer is that you don’t want to come between the two friends.
“As if, seat here”he said taking your wrist and brought you to seat next to him. “Now is better” he added making you smile.
After some questions about the next season you talk about your relationship off camera with the rest of the cast.
“With who you like to work the least?” Oh you liked that question, especially since you were able to tease Marco and Alex a little bit.
“Of course Marco and Alex, they are the worst. Mostly Marco to be honest but don’t tell him that.” You said making Alex and the interviewer laugh while Marco gasped in surprise.
“She is lying. I’m her favorite.” He tried to call you out but you knew how to keep going.
“No, since the day you laughed at me tour first day on set I knew I was going to hate you.” You said looking straight into his eyes. “You have to know this man here laughs at me for everything. I trip over nothing? He laughs”
“Is not my fault I found it funny”
“I talk in Danish? He laughs.”
“I laugh too. Your pronunciation is so wrong but cute.” butts in Alex. “But she is improving” he added. You remind both of them that of course you had a bad pronunciation, a computer was teaching you.
“One last question. So if Marco’s character, Hvitserk, ends up being your love interest how would you react?” You laughed because you actually just found out and your reaction was of pure fear and surprise.
“I would ask the writers to kill my character off. I don’t think I can survive working with him more than what I do now.”
Everyone, even the staff behind the cameras, but Marco laughed at your remark.
“Ok we get it, you hate having me around.” He said sulking.
“Oh come here, you know I love it. Sometimes I really need to lye to him.” Another little joke that made laugh Marco as well this time.
The interviewer asked the same question to the two danish actors. Alex’s choice were Gustaf Starsgård and Alexander Ludwig, Marco made your name and Jordan Smith’s.
“Ok everyone, for today is all from this fantastic trio. Please don’t forget to watch Viking’s new season coming up next week.”
“So, you love my presence uhm?” Marco said … his arm on your shoulders.
“Ilsø? You are walking on thin ice.” He stopped and you with him, looked down and made you noticed it was actually the pavement you all were walking on. “I’m taking back what I said back there. I hate you.”
“Nah you love me” he was right. You loved him and you hated yourself for this, not knowing how that happened.
Summary: You're reading Tumblr posts in Tumblr :) (4 posts.)
(C/n) = character's name
Warnings: none
Note: Sebastian is a bit younger in this series. Or anything that's him being a big brother.
Additional note: I genuinely expected most of my fics would be 18+ and really smutty, but look! Here I am writing fluffs-- argh! And I can't stop!
*A gif of Seb and you covered in dirt and fake blood. You were laying on the ground with your head on Seb's lap, laughing hysterically while Seb leaned down onto your shoulder, laughing along*
< remember that one scene in the movie where (C/n) finally took down Dr. Vlad? A really serious scene and this what's actually happening behind the scene.
*another gif a few seconds after the last one. Seb straightens his back, faux seriousness before pushing you off his lap*
< What happened a few seconds after 😂😂 I love this two!!!
< the first gif made me smile so wide my cheeks hurts
*A picture of you and Seb side by side, awkwardly smiling at the camera.*
*another picture of you and Seb, this time Seb is looking at you*
*another picture where you are now looking up at Seb with the same expression; curiosity*
*A pic of you flashing him a cheerful grin with the same position as before*
*last picture. Seb is looking down at his lap with a wide smile on his face, the corner of his eyes wrinkling as you look up at him, now laughing*
< This is Sebastian and (Y/n) first ever meeting and pictures together before filming TWS:U. The moment Sebastian fell in love with (Y/n) and her to him 😭😭💕💖💗💓
< This just made my day 💛💛💛
< Is there a moment where (Y/n) isn't laughing or smiling??
< @^^ A few times, yes. 👀
< @^^ 👀👀👀
*A gif where you were practicing for a fight scene, successfully bringing down the fight choreographer on the mat. Sebastian is on the background, hair tied down in a messy bun. His arms crossed over his chest while smiling proudly*
< He looks so proud 💖💗
< @^^ when is he not?
< @^^ true 😂😂😂
*A gif from the movie where Bucky is holding (C/n)'s head against his chest, crying while caressing her cheek*
< one of the most heartbreaking scenes ever 💔
< Still can't get over that one. Fuck.
< want to see what happened after filming that scene?
*A slowmo gif . Your hands reaching up to his face, gently brushing away the tears from his eyes*
*Another gif just after the last one, pulling him down in a tight hug.
[Don't cry, Sebby]*
< The smile on his face though. This two are gonna kill us someday💀
< It's not like we would mind it at all 👀👀👀 kill me with their cuteness and I'll gladly accept death
<@^^ Amen to that
"Hey sweetheart, lunch?" You looked up from your phone and saw Sebastian peeking his head through the door, eyes flickering from your phone then back at your face. You grin and nodded your head, tucking your phone in your back pocket before following him outside.
Sebastian lifts his hand up for you to take which you did without any hesitation.
