The World Is Changed. I Feel It In The Water. I Feel It In The Earth. I Smell It In The Air. Much That

The TikTok Terror Series Masterlist

Features Chris Evans, Anthony Mackie, and a bratty Reader who lives and dies by TikTok pranks. Warnings: M/F/M situations (no M/M), spanking, cursing, smut, and more. Enjoy! (**) = Smut

TikTok Terror: You find yourself falling down the TikTok rabbit hole and decide to try your hand at pranking your boyfriends. Not all of them go over well.

The TikTok Terror Strikes Back: Sequel to The TikTok Terror. After your men punish you and ban you from using TikTok, you start plotting your revenge. Some of it is sweet, some of it is hot. But all of it is satisfying. **

The TikTok Terror Rises Again:  The TikTok Terror is back with some new pranks for her poor men.

𝐎𝐅 𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐘 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐊𝐄𝐍 𝐆𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐒 🔥 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒

𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒: After unknowingly saving the life of a notorious mobster, you find yourself working at his lavish estate as his new housekeeper.

・❥・ 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 ┄ Mafia!Lloyd Hansen x Housekeeper F!Reader ・❥・ 𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐌 ┄ Chris Evans, The Gray Man (2022) ・❥・ 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐒 ┄ Mafia AU, language, violence, physical assault, blood/injury, murder, kidnapping, torture, Lloyd is one possessive sonofabitch, unspecified age gap, rom-com of sorts, dark comedy but this is not a dark fic, enemies to lovers, lots of bickering, opposites attract, sexual tension, mutual pining, a bit of fluff because I can't resist, just a twinge of angst to keep things interesting, smut with some plot (please see warnings on each instalment) — minors, do not interact ・❥・ 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒 ┄ OOC Alert! Of course, since I don't really write dark fics, Lloyd is much less psychotic in this story lol. Also, as I wrote it, I couldn't help but incorporate a bit more plot into it than originally planned... I hope you're not discouraged lmao. Follow @vivianandherlily-library and turn on post notifications so you never miss an update.

𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐒:

Haunted Places

You Put a Spell on Me ⋮ coming soon

Payback ⋮ coming soon

Lost, For You to Find ⋮ coming soon

Reasons to Go, Reasons to Stay ⋮ coming soon

Last Updated: October 14, 2022

Familiar Faces Masterlist

Summary: Elijah Gilbert has been haunted by dreams of other lives as long as he remembers, but now with the appearance of the Salvatore brothers he may finally get some answers.

Pairing - Stefan/Elena, Celeste/Elijah, Katherine/Elijah and Hayley/Jackson/Elijah

Thought I'd collected all the links for this AU here in order. (not including pieces of the future written for prompts)

The many deaths of Elijah.

Elijah past lives notes

Ellis- 1830s 1, 2,

Elijah- 1882

Elias- 1975, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7,

EJ-1980s 1,

Interlude Mikaelson family. part 2, Part 3- I need you

Childhood ends.

Interlude Zach.

Interlude Grayson and John

Interlude - Bad Trip

A New Start, Part 2, Part 3

Times and Dates, Part 2

Dinner and Discoveries, Part 2, Part 3

Calm before the storm, Part 2, Part 3

Accepting and researching, Part 2, Part 3

Admissions, dealing and confrontations. Part 2,

Interlude Katherine.

Future pieces can be found here

Rule Breaker - Pt 6

max Verstappen x single mom!reader (with logan sargeant)

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warnings: cursing, minimally proofread, implied sexual situations Summary: you can start a family who will always show you love, you don't have to be sorry for doing it on your own word count: 1927 auth.note: made the executive decision to not have actual smut in this fic due to multiple reasons (the main one being the thought of having smut then a scene involving a kid gives me the ick) spotify: i made a playlist

Logan was gentle. She appreciated that so much and told him so in the breathless moments spent in his arms.

He hummed, fingers tracing her back. "What do you mean?"

Y/n shifted so she could look up at him. "I don't know if I can explain it. Like… It was intense, but…"

He kept silent, fingers still tracing random patterns along her spine.

She sighed, trying to find the right words. "I just… Thank you for treating me like you care."

Logan frowned, his fingers going still. "I do care, though."

"Lo—"

"Did you think I didn't?" He sighed when she began to pull away. "Wait, no, don't."

She stopped, turning back to him at the touch of his hand to her shoulder.

"I'm not…" He let out a mirthless chuckle, his cheeks staining pink. "I'm not good at talking about my feelings. I usually prefer to just… Show it."

She closed her eyes and her mind flashed with him being nothing but kind and caring. It was what had drawn her to him, had made her want to be around him more, and had her wanting to invite him into her life. "I'm sorry," she murmured, opening her eyes.

He was smiling, that crooked half-smile that sent her heart into a silly tumble. "I care, y/n."

"I know you do. I'm sorry, Logan." She sighed, shaking her head. "I ruined pillow talk, huh?"

"You're just in your head, I get it." He was still holding her shoulder and trailed his hand down to hers. "C'mon."

Within seconds she was curled at his side, his arm around her again. His fingers resumed their earlier tracings, and she hummed, feeling content.

Cared for.

She liked that he didn't mind lying together in silence. Liked that he seemed just as content as she. Liked the quiet, the peacefulness she felt with him after that initial rush of butterflies.

His fingers danced over her back then smoothed her hair, and he hummed softly, letting out a sigh that was a balm to her weary soul.

"I care," he whispered.

"I care, too," she whispered back.

"Do you have to get back?" he asked after several moments had passed.

She thought of the texts she'd exchanged with Ellie, who'd insisted she enjoy herself. She was pretty sure her friend was more excited about the prospect of her having sex than *she* was. "No… I can stay a little longer."

"How about 'til morning?" Logan suggested.

She heard the underlying suggestion and smiled. "I'd like that."

There wasn't awkwardness. Well, a little, but he made it so easy to laugh it off. It was one reason she liked him so much, his ability to make her feel at ease. He didn't mind that she had to check in with Ellie, who reassured her that everything was fine and to enjoy herself. He didn't mind that she wanted to take a quick shower. When she stood there in his bedroom, feeling exposed and weird in a towel, he got her a pair of sweats and a t-shirt to wear.

And when they were falling asleep and she tentatively moved close, he smiled against her forehead and held her close.

She tried to sleep, tired and content as she was. But it avoided her, even after he'd drifted off, his gentle breathing warm and soft in her hair. She couldn't shake the feeling that something was off.

Something was missing. Some tiny piece that would make everything perfect.

Shifting, she tried to find a comfortable position, frowning in the darkness. Her night had been so close to perfect. He cared for her, she cared for him. He made her laugh, made her feel light and happy. He adored her son, and she knew her son worshipped the ground Logan walked on.

What, then, was missing?

*Casual* day at the factory. Max had rolled his eyes when it had been announced, thinking at the time that he wouldn't be around anyway.

But here he was, wondering what, exactly, made the day casual. Everyone was dressed as they normally were. Everyone was working. Everyone was acting as they usually did. Everyone—

"Max!"

Oh, that was something different. Grinning as Kevin ran up to him, he swept the boy up and hugged him, carrying him back towards his mother. "You helping mum work?"

Kevin giggled. "No! Here waiting."

Y/n smiled affectionately. "Ellie's picking him up in a little bit, she had a doctor's appointment."

"Everything okay?" he asked, setting Kevin down and steering him to y/n's office before he could wander off. Taking the backpack from her so she could open the door, he slung it over his shoulder.

"She's finally seeing someone about her migraines." Y/n held up her hand, showing her crossed fingers.

"I hope they can help," Max sighed, knowing her friend suffered from migraines frequently.

"Me too. I—" She cut off, glancing at the phone in her hand when it began to ring. "Gotta get this, it's about something I'm planning for Barcelona."

"Mama…"

Max recognized the tone. "I'll take him."

She smiled her thanks, answering the call and stepping further into her office.

Kevin was squirming by the time they got to the restroom. Max turned to give him privacy, frowning when he heard nothing.

"Uh-oh."

He turned, heart clenching at the heartbrokenness in the boy's voice. "Kleine maate?"

Kevin looked down and began twisting his hands anxiously. "Didn't make it."

Max's frown deepened, feeling a wave of sympathy when he saw the small puddle on the floor and heard the boy's fretful sigh. "It's alright, mate."

"Wanna be a big boy," Kevin mumbled.

Max squatted down, setting the backpack next to him and opening it to find the spare clothes he knew y/n kept for times like this. "I know, but accidents happen, yeah?"

Kevin sniffled. "Yeah."

Lifting his head, he met a pair of teary eyes and felt his throat close.

Stupid boy. I taught you better.

He swallowed, wondering how he could ever be expected to yell at a child. Especially for something like this. "Maate, listen to me."

Kevin sniffled harder, nodding.

"It's fine. You're still learning, yeah?" He spoke gently, wanting – needing – the boy to know he wasn't upset with him. And he had to know for sure. He already knew, but he had to be certain. "Your mum doesn't get mad when you have an accident does she?"

"No." Kevin rubbed his nose with the back of his hand. "But I don't like it."

"Accidents happen. Nobody likes them, but we just clean up the mess and try to do better, yeah? You think I always do things right when I'm racing?" As he spoke he mopped up the puddle then helped Kevin change out of his wet shorts.

"Yeah?" Kevin looked at him as though it were a stupid question.

"I don't. I mess up a lot. But you can't let accidents or mess ups keep you from trying."

Kevin sniffed and nodded. "Okay."

"I know you're upset with yourself, but remember that it's okay, yeah?" Max gestured to him. "It's fixed now."

Nodding again, Kevin flung his arms around Max's neck.

Max sighed, wrapping the boy in a hug and holding him close. "You're alright, hm? No harm done."

"Sorry Daddy," Kevin mumbled against his shoulder.

He froze, throat closing with emotion again. Daddy. The term, the affection needed to be called that… He closed his eyes, tightening his hold on the boy. "It's okay, kleine maate. Let's get our hands washed then back to mum, yeah?"

Daddy.

I don't have a daddy.

He helped Kevin was his hands, somehow keeping his voice normal as they chatted about the upcoming race week, even promising to pick up something Spanish for him. They made their way back to y/n's office and Max couldn't help the fond smile on his face as Kevin told his mother he'd had an accident.

"But Daddy helped," the boy finished with a bright smile.

His heart lurched up to his throat then fell to his feet as she raised her eyes to him.

"Thank you," she managed after twelve long seconds.

He knew the exact time, because he counted them. And he was sure his heart beat only four times as he waited for her words.

"No problem," he murmured, setting Kevin's backpack down.

She turned her attention back to Kevin, her tone gentle as she reassured him and promised it was okay, kissing the boy's forehead before telling him to play with his cars until Ellie got there.

Max's heart gave a weak thump as she straightened. "Y/n…"

"Later," she said, her throat working as she swallowed hard.

Later was a lot later than he'd imagined it would be. Standing outside the door of her apartment, he huffed, rubbing his hand through his hair as he hesitated. He should be on the way back to Monaco, should be focusing on the upcoming days in Barcelona, but all he could think about was the look of horror and surprise when her son had called him Daddy.

He knocked softly, knowing Kevin was probably asleep, and Ellie probably was too, and maybe even—

"Max?" Y/n's voice was incredulous as she opened the door. "What are—"

"I didn't tell him to call me that," he said in a rush.

She blinked, realization finally lighting in her eyes. "Oh. It's okay."

Okay? Okay?! It was all he'd been able to think about all evening and all she could say was it's okay?

"But it can't happen again," she was saying.

Two words fell out of his mouth without even the slightest hesitation. "Why not?"

She stared at him, eyes widening. "You're not his father, Max."

"I know that—"

"God, you're not even my—" she pressed her lips together tightly. "You're just a coworker."

If she'd pushed a blade into his heart it would have hurt less. "Y/n, please, just listen—"

"No, you listen! I can't do this back and forth anymore. One day you want to be 'professional' and the next you're inviting us into your life." Her voice wavered and he felt his breath catch in his throat. "You can't have it both ways, Max."

"It's not that simple—"

"Not everything is a giant problem that you have to analyze," she whispered.

He dragged his hand over his face. "You know what would happen if I chose…"

Light. Laughter. Little moments of joy.

He wanted to choose that. But she would hate him for doing it. For the darkness he harbored, that would eventually taint every beautiful corner of her life.

"Don't invite us in anymore," she said. And though she was looking down he knew there were tears in her eyes. Could hear them in her voice, feel them in his chest. "It's not fair to Kevin. Or to me."

"Please—" Don't go. Don't pull the only happiness I have away from me.

Except it wasn't his happiness to hold. Unless…

"Max, let me go."

He blinked and saw his hand on her arm. "Y/n…" His hand moved, and he felt her turn as he cupped her shoulder. He couldn't let her go. Not now. Not with tears in her eyes and pain in her voice. Letting her go would break something in her, and he'd never forgive himself. Releasing a shaky breath, he felt the silk of her cheek beneath his fingertips, then the velvet of her hair. "I…"

Her lips, trembling satin against his. She gasped and he tasted heaven.

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“My mom told my brother to stay out of the cabinets and he didn’t listen so she did this lmao“

calling my boyfriend my husband to see his reaction: lando norris x black fem social media influencer! reader

authors note: lets all pretend this trend isn't old now :) also feedback is highly appreciated and encouraged 🫶🏽

tw// anxiety mention, internet translated spanish

you looked into the lens of your vlogging camera and sighed deeply in frustration, bringing your hands to your head and smoothing your palms over your slicked back hair. nearly a year ago you'd made reservations to visit the Canary Islands with your best friend as a girls trip. when the two of you were younger you'd learned about the islands during a geography class and promised one another that you'd visit when you all were older. the reality of being an adult in your young 20s hit harder than a freight train and the two of you nearly gave up on the trip as a whole because it was so costly. however, when your social media career took off and the brand endorsements, monetization, partnerships, and other deals rolled in the ability to take the trip became a reality.

now, you were only a week away from flying into Gran Canaria and of course a problem came up with the reservation for your first hotel. you explained in a whisper to the camera in front of you, "so i've been trying to fix this problem with our reservations. basically, they've cancelled one of the rooms and i've been emailing back and forth for two days and it's not getting anywhere so i'm gonna go call on the phone and see if that works better." you held your phone in one hand and paced around your hotel room, adding and taking things out of your suitcase nervously.

you muted yourself and picked up your camera to move to another room instead. peeking from behind the door your spoke quietly, "well, while we wait for someone to answer i've been wanting to do this tiktok trend and lando isn't doing anything...oddly enough so i'm taking my chance." a smile crept onto your face as your rounded the corner and saw your boyfriend sitting on the sofa typing away on his laptop. you placed your vlogging camera down on the table in the middle of the room so it still showed you in the frame. then, you moved and sat on the other end of the sofa and stretched your legs out so your feet were just touching the side of his thigh. he lightly flicked your socked foot with one of his fingers and wrinkled his nose, "your feet stink." the eye roll you made made him laugh and you shot back, "you're just smelling your upper lip." he pulled one of the throw pillows from behind his back and tossed it lightly at your face, "no that's your feet, you muppet." you burst into a fit of laughter and pulled the pillow into your chest, squeezing it when you heard the hold music stop on your phone.

an older man on the other line answered, "hello miss?" you unmuted yourself and responded, "yes?" he quickly informed you, "all of our english speaking representatives are busy right now please continue to hold." before you could even respond he put you back on hold making you clench your fist and raise it to the phone. your boyfriend asked you, "what's going on?" you swallowed back your frustration and explained, "the reservations jada and I have for our first hotel were cancelled or something because they're not showing up in my email or anything and i've been trying to sort it out for two days over email and nothing worked so now i'm calling and they don't have any representatives available. i told them i can use a spanish speaker but they cut me off and i just don't have time for this. i'm freaking out because we get back to monaco in two days and the guest room isn't ready and jada is flying in right after we get back. and on top of it i didn't remember to book a hair appointment while we were here so i'm gonna have to go on vacation with my natural hair- i'm gonna have to wear a swim cap in the ocean-" the minute that last realization dawned on you tears began to well in your eyes. you felt your stomach drop and your chest tighten as you were reminded of the many things you had to get done in a short time span. a heavy feeling of panic coursed through your veins in the most nauseating and unsettling way possible.

before you could even spiral further into a full blown anxiety attack lando cut you off, "hey hey take a deep breath. relax for me okay? don't get yourself worked up, we can fix this, yeah?" he held one of your socked feet in his hand, his thumb and pointer finger pressing into a specific spot on your foot out of routine habit. he asked you, "do you remember i had to put two of the reservations under my name?" when your brows furrowed he reminded you, "they were telling you that there weren't any rooms available so we called back later and they found a room for you and under my name." suddenly you did in fact remember that small detail from a year ago that slipped your mind the minute after it was handled. a soft, "oh....y'know after you said that it's now starting to ring some bells." an awkward laugh fell past your lips and you wiped the tear that only made it halfway down your cheek.

lando let his thumb rub circular motions into the pressure point on your foot as he continued, "baby, don't worry about your hair, we can find a stylist to do it before we leave even if you have to stay an extra day and fly back without me. when we get home i'll help you pack your bags so it can get done faster, okay? the guest room is ready because i set it up before we left because i knew you'd worry. everything will be fine, angel." you sniffled and mumbled through a pout, "thank you..." you slowed your breathing, thanking the gods above that your boyfriend was literally perfect.

right as you were about to thank lando, the representative on the phone ended the hold music. quickly you picked up the phone and rushed out, "hello? hola?" a woman now spoke on the other line, "buenos días señora. me dijeron que creías que una de sus reservas había sido cancelada sin su aprobación, ¿es correcto?" you immediately switched from english and answered, "sí, me equivoqué. mi esposo colocó la reserva a su nombre en lugar del mío cuando hicimos la reserva el año pasado. " "Good morning ma'am. They told me that you believed one of their bookings had been cancelled without their approval, is that correct?" // "Yes, I was wrong. My husband placed the reservation in his name instead of mine when we made the reservation last year."

lando's head shot up from his laptop when he heard the word "esposo". although his spanish vocabulary was extremely limited, he recognized a few words, and he knew for a fact that you just called him your husband. you pretended not to notice him staring at you as the representative responded, "entiendo que esto sucede muy a menudo con nuestros huéspedes y sus cónyuges." you lightly chuckled and replied, "sí, ¡especialmente cuando la reserva se hizo hace tanto tiempo! pero, antes de colgar. ¿podrían confirmar la reserva si les digo el nombre de mi esposo?" I understand that this happens very often with our guests and their spouses. // yes, especially when the reservation was made so long ago! but, before hanging up. could you confirm the booking if I tell you my husband's name?

your boyfriend watched mesmerized as the foreign language fell effortlessly past your lips. studying in both high school and university left you with a high level of understanding to the point where you could speak well if you chose to...much to his dismay, you often refused because you were convinced you didn't "speak it right". in the back of your head you knew he'd remind you of this as a way to hear you speak spanish more often, even if he didn't understand much of it.

the representative asked in english, "what is the name?" you tried to hide the smug tone and grin as you responded clearly, "my husband's name is lando norris." your eyes remained glued on the pillow between your arms until you slowly dragged your gaze to meet his. that same look that made his whole body heat up with one simple stare, and if you hadn't lifted your head and smiled brightly things would have turned out much differently in that moment. the representative snapped him out of his thoughts when he happily confirmed that the reservation still stood before you hung up.

not even a second after your phone was off lando looked at you expectantly making you laugh. pretending not to notice anything you stood up and said, "i'm going to go call jada and tell her everything is fine." as you shuffled away lando stood up and looped his thumb gently through the strands of beads that sat between your waist and hips. you turned to face him and felt his warm hands against the small of your back, toying with the glass beads until he felt the one he claimed as his. you shyly asked, "why are you staring at me like that?"

your boyfriend asked, "your husband? you want to marry me?" you turned your head away to dodge his kisses and said playfully, "no i just said that so the guy would give me the information i wanted. it was a name drop and a tiktok trend, nothing more." lando slipped his hands from beneath your shirt and squeezed your side suddenly making you jump in surprise, "stop it that tickles!" he pushed you gently back to the sofa, not letting up and saying, "not until you admit that you actually love me." you tapped out on his back and caved not even ten seconds later, "fine! i love you now stop it i can't breathe!" instantly his hands were off of your stomach and grinned cheekily, "i love you too."

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Never Pay A Penny - LN

Summary: Lando would never dare let his girlfriend pay for a thing even when she's fighting him on it.

Inspired by the new Landoscar video bc I thought Lando's reaction was hilarious. It's also just a little one.

No part 2 requests please

It's actually became a game of trying to figure out ways the she can get around Lando paying before she gets the chance. But admittedly sometimes she's going to lengths that when verbalised seem ridiculous just over who pays for the date.

"Why are you moving like that?" Lando questions in amusement as he notices y/n shifting in her seat.

"I'm not moving like anything." Y/n states while Lando smirks leaning back in his seat a little.

"Y/n, baby, you read like a book. Go to the toilet. You're not paying this bill." Lando sighs shaking his head at her while she huffs. "If I promise not to pay while you're in the bathroom, will you please go?"

"You've promised that before."

"That time they showed up the moment you left, I didn't want to be rude. But I promise you, if they show up then I'll turn them away and tell them I'm not ready to pay." Lando smiles not even sure how he's having to negotiate his girlfriend going to the bathroom just so she'll pee because she wants to have a shot to pay again. Even if she's there, she won't be paying and he will make sure of it.

Y/n hesitates before she finally gets up rushing off making him laugh and shake his head lightly as he watches her disappear.

She's gone for a couple minutes before she he watches her reappear but rather than heading towards the table, she's heading towards the bar.

"Ah, fuck." Lando curses stumble up and rushing to beat her there.

"I'd like to-" Y/n starts only for Lando's hand to press over her mouth, stopping her from the request for the bill.

"Hi, could I have our bill?" Lando smiles as y/n fights his hand muting her but he has ditched the gentlemanly persona he always has on for the date, especially in such an expensive restaurant, it's not exactly standard behaviour. Sadly on this occasion, Lando has overpowered y/n and almost got her in a headlock like hold.

"Of course." The waiter nods from behind the bar.

"You really thought that was going to work?" Lando whispers still not having released her from his hold but only enough to lean in and steal a kiss from her before as he taps his card to pay. "Better luck next time. You were close though. Almost."

"Thanks." Y/n grumbles making him smile brightly at her before he leans over and kisses her again but it's not quite so appreciated.

-

A new plan was in place for Lando when it came to approaching their current date which is actually a brunch date ahead of having arrived in Hungary.

He'd pre-paid for the whole date and told them any unspent excess can be a tip to the staff.

"How is it? Good?" Lando asks making her smile and nod as she eats a ham, cheese and spinach pastry.

"Yeah, better than I thought it would be to be honest." Y/n nods with a small hum offering him a bite which he takes with a grin. "You know, I have been thinking about this mission that I've been on."

"You're giving up?" Lando questions in amusement.

"Just for today....so for now." Y/n smiles making her smile at him lightly.

"That's good." Lando states leaning back.

"Why?"

"Because I had already sent the payment ahead of us even getting here." Lando smirks watching her jaw drop a little.

"It's really getting to that point?" Y/n laughs making him grin and nod since he's really not sorry. In fact he's already plotting other instances that he can start doing this.

"You're terrible."

"Am I?" Lando laughs earning a hum as she manages to reach over and steal a strawberry from his bowl.

"Yeah, I want to pay for some stuff too." Y/n pouts making Lando shrug unapologetically.

"I want to pay for everything consider it my way of taking care of you as much as possible." Lando smiles while she sighs a little.

"Go ahead and make it hard for me to hold it against you." Y/n jokes earning a grin.

-

Lando's plan to start adding to the list of things he wants to beat y/n to for paying is actually growing and spanning into other things.

"Lando Norris!" Y/n exclaims making him grin ready to reap the rewards of her brother

"Yes, my love?" Lando grins as y/n appears with a bouquet and a look of question seemingly wanting an explanation. "Those are some nice flowers. Lilies for this week?"

Y/n has got into the habit of buying flowers for the apartment in an attempt to not make the decor so...helmet heavy since there is a lot of his helmets that fill the apartment. Knowing that she goes to the same flower shop every week and so he's made a payment plan to pay every week and made sure the shopkeeper knows to never allow y/n to pay for anything.

Lando's bad identification of peonies actually successfully distracts her from why she came marching in here.

"There aren't lilies, they're peonies." Y/n frowns making Lando refrain from laughing at how easily he managed to get her mind away from the fact he paid for them.

"Oh, well they're very nice."

"Yeah-and you paid for them. How do you even think of paying for them?"

"I should really buy you flowers anyway, but you always beat me to getting them for you so I might as well at least cover the cost." Lando smiles watching her melt over his words since he definitely knows how to be a sweetheart when he wands to be.

"Ok. This is a sweet gesture...but I'm going to have to get you back and start paying for something like this." Y/n hums then sighing as she looks at the flowers with a soft smile before she finds them taken from her arms and placed down as Lando moves to hug her tightly.

"You know I love seeing you smile like that." Lando comments before managing to silence her with a kiss before she can reply. "I love you."

"I love you too." Y/n smiles lightly then leaning over and kissing him softly. "I love you a lot actually."

"Good, that's what I like to hear." Lando grins then sighing. "Ok, go set up your flowers. I can feel you itching to make them look all pretty and improve the apartment."

Y/n flashes a grin at him before bouncing and shifting away from him.

"Oh, and since we're talking about stuff I've paid for without you knowing. I got you that skin, make up box thing subscription for every month too."

"I'm actually not going to be mad about that. Because I love subscription boxes." Y/n states which does honestly make Lando feel like he's maybe onto something with this new piece of information.

Welcome to @f10werfae's library of Chris Evans💫 Enjoy your stay!

Here is my main masterlist for everyone else I write for♥️

[🌟]Favourites (over 400 or nearly over 400 notes)

[☁️] Fluff

[*] Smut

[🌧] Angst

- To request, please send in an ask or PM me ✨

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➼ boutique-for-the-best [☁️]

(Chris Evans X Fashion Designer! Reader)

:Chris and Y/n the perfect example of the term 'made for each other' especially when in comes to support

➼ A Week In The Life Of The Evans[☁️]

(Husband!Chris Evans x Gothic! Reader)

: Y/n and Chris show off their new marriage, the only way they know how, via youtube

↪️Part two: Crybaby [☁️]

(Husband!Dad!Chris x Gothic!Mom!Reader)

: Looks like that pregnancy test in the vlog meant something, and sprouted into the cute and loving mini evans, Alice. Follow the adventures of their cute family with quite the image.

➼ Written on Polaroids [☁️*]

(Husband!Chris Evans x Plus Size Reader)

: Y/n's secret diary gets exposed in the best way possible, which may involve a few camera shots

➼ Designer Love [☁️]🌟

(Husband!Chris Evans x Pregnant!Reader)

: Y/n can’t find any darn clothes she loves, so Chris takes his role to the next level

➼ Hairy Shenanigans [☁️]🌟

(Husband!Chris Evans x Pregnant!Reader)

: Y/n needs some help with her shaving capabilities and her husband is more than willing to help out

➼ Hottie By The Bar [☁️/Slight *]

(Chris Evans x Reader)

: Y/n catches the eye of a familiar man by the bar, which can only end in her favour

➼ The Winner [☁️]🌟

(Husband!Chris Evans x Famous!Reader)

: Chris is Y/n’s number one fan, there’s no doubt about it

➼ Wisdom Teeth [☁️]🌟

(Husband!Chris Evans x Wife!Reader)

: Chris sends Y/n on one hell of a journey

➼ That Puppy Smell [☁️]🌟

(Boyfriend!Chris Evans x Reader)

:Reader takes Chris Evans to a Puppy cafe

➼ What Is Victoria's Secret Anyway [☁️]🌟

(Husband!Chris Evans x Model!Reader)

: When Y/n gets a massive career opportunity, all she wants is her husband’s support, and she always gets what she wants

➼ You'll Always Be My Girl [☁️/Slight🌧]🌟

(Chris Evans x Reader)

: Y/n’s relatives are anything but supportive, on the other hand we have Chris who is absolutely smitten and will do anything to make sure Y/n knows

➼ Girls' Holiday [☁️/Slight *]

(Husband!Chris Evans x Wife!Reader)

: Y/n and her friends get a few visitors while on their annual girl’s holiday

➼ Enchanted To Meet You [☁️]

(Chris Evans x Reader)

: Y/n Recalls her best memories with Chris, while getting ready for their wedding day ♥️

➼ Love In Translation [☁️]

(Chris Evans x Filipino!Reader)

: Chris is determined to become fluent in Tagalog, for the sweetest reasons

➼ My Spoilt Girl [☁️]

(Rich CEO!Chris Evans x Reader)

: Chris loves spending money on his girl, even if it means he’ll end up spending more in future

➼ I’m Only Yours [☁️/Slight🌧]🌟

(Chris Evans x Reader)

: Chris and Y/n overcome insecurities in their relationship with some tender loving care

➼ My Happily Ever After [☁️]🌟

(Chris Evans x Reader)

: Chris, his family and Y/n spend the day at Disneyland. Chris of course, uses this opportunity to show how much he loves Y/n, in the most adorable ways possible

➼ I Need You More [☁️/Slight🌧]

(CEO!Chris Evans x Nurse!Reader)

: A CEO gets admitted into hospital with mild amnesia, only to find himself falling in love with the only person that can heal him

➼ Magical Kisses [☁️]

(Chris Evans x Stunt Double!Reader)

: Y/n injures herself on set, just to find out a cast isn’t the only thing healing her pain

➼ Ghostly [☁️/🌧]

(Ghost!Soulmate!Chris Evans X Alive!Reader)

: Y/n has an extremely tiring day, but with her ghost boyfriend everything takes a turn for the better

➼ Back Home [☁️]

(Boyfriend!Chris Evans x Filipino!Reader)

: An island getaway leads to Chris meeting Y/n's family, and him finding a new family of his own. Very fluffy domestic settings

↺ Part 2 Where Y/n meets Chris' Family

My Home [☁️]

➼ Shag Me [☁️]

(Husband!Chris Evans x British Singer!Reader)

:Despite being together for so long, Y/n and Chris still need to overcome their “language barrier”

➼ Baby It’s Breaking News[☁️]

(Husband!Chris Evans x Kardashian Reader)

: After keeping their life for the most part quiet, Y/n and Chris agree to give a statement to the Hollywood press (Article Style with an interview)

➼ Coffee Run[☁️]

(Chris Evans x Nurse!Reader)

: Nurse reader who works part time at a coffee shop has more than one run in with Chris and babies

➼ I Am Groot [☁️]

(Husband!Chris Evans x Pregnant!Reader)

: With hormones at an all time high, Chris has to be prepared even in the most funniest scenarios, obviously leading to kisses and cuddles + a smidge of horniness

➼ The Build Up [☁️]

(Husband!Construction!Chris x Wife!Reader)

: Nothing better than an onsite visite by the Mrs, major domestic Chris! and fluff

➼ Chris Evans Pregnancy Scenarios (☁️/Slight Angst and Smut🌟

(Chris Evans x Pregnant!Reader)

=Not a series, just a compilation

Chapter 1,Chapter 2,Chapter 3,Chapter 4

➼ Chris Evans Dad Scenarios (☁️/Slight Angst and Smut)🌟

(Dad!Chris Evans x Mom!Reader)

=Not a series, just a compilation

Chapter 1,Chapter 2,Chapter 3

Affair with his Assistant !Drabble![🌧]

(Husband!Andy Barber x Wife!Reader)

: Looks like Andy's work trips with his assistant were just him acting with his dick and not his head. Now his marriage is over

This makes me so sad, what kind of person does this

My Only Wish This Year

(gif credit to the creator)

Part One

Master List

Pairing: Jensen x Reader Word Count: 2,249 Warnings: angsty teens, mentions of death, mentions of a dead parent, mentions of a dead spouse A/N: I’M BACK BITCHES!!!! I haven’t posted writing on this blog in exactly two years and seven months. I’m happy to be back and to be back writing Jensen. Writing Jensen (and Dean) always seems to come easiest to me so it makes sense that this was the way to go. If you’d like to be tagged let me know, in an ask (it’s the best way for me to keep track)! Hope you guys like it! Anyway, feedback for this is crucial seeing as I’m just stepping back in! :)

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