via Chris’ Instagram story.
𝘚𝘶𝘮𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘺: You discover Chris’s secret morning rituals with those trees and have a little fun
𝘗𝘢𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨: Chris Evans x Reader
𝘞𝘰𝘳𝘥 𝘊𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵 1.3 K
𝘞𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴: Fluff, language, mild allusions to smut
𝘕𝘰𝘵 𝘉𝘦𝘵𝘢’𝘥, 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘰𝘸𝘯
𝘗𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵, 𝘳𝘦𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 (𝘐 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵)
Mornings with Chris usually started out the same. You would wake up to both your boys staring at your face, a set of sweet, eager brown eyes waiting for you to give him scratches and then his walk. And a set of mischievous, just as eager blue eyes looking down at you, while his wandering hands and wicked lips moved over your pliant body. Both earlier risers who forced you out of the warmth of your perfect bed to go outside, Chris’s arms wrapped around you while you both watched Dodger play in the backyard and chase that one squirrel that torments him.
Followed by a quickie in the shower and Chris making breakfast with you in charge of the coffee. Morning debates over football teams, movies, books and each sneaking scraps to Dodger.
Until Autumn began, the leaves slowly morphing from the emerald greens into dazzling burnt oranges and deep reds. He let you sleep in, finding you after Dodger was done for the morning. The rest of the day following your normal pattern. And he kept doing it, slipping out of bed each morning, taking Dodger out without you. At first, you were ecstatic about the change until one morning.
The soft click of the door woke you up, yawning you turned your head to the clock, 6am. You drag yourself out of bed and head to the ensuite bathroom. A few minutes later, you’re walking back out, picking up the scattered clothes on the floor, his red flannel shirt, your pants that you’re luck are still in one piece considering how he had almost ripped the buttons off last night. Hearing a faint bark, you stroll over to the window and see Dodger chasing a wind blown leaf, his tail a blur as he leaps and twists in the air.
Then you spot Chris. Tilting your head, you move closer to the window, condensation forming on the glass as you huff. He’s just standing there in his black boxers and sneakers. Hands on his narrow hips, just standing. Pursing your lips, you back away. You hold onto his shirt, dropping everything else on the floor, sliding his soft flannel onto your panty clad body.
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Don’t leave out any hard of hearing children who come to your door this Halloween, take a minute out of your day to learn a few seasonal asl signs! These are two different variations of “Happy Halloween” Click here for my source.
CEO!Bucky Barnes x Reader AU.
Run-through: Things happened between you and your boss over a weekend recently; while on a business trip. Boundaries were crossed, lines were blurred – rather salaciously. Following this; you decide to resign from your dream job because you couldn’t handle the guilt of having been so unethical. So vulnerable and open. Neither could you handle his burning stare at work, nor the craving of being under him each time you looked at him. So you decide to leave before you ruin your own career and further. But then, your boss shows up at your doorstep – determined to make you realize that this isn’t so bad after all…
Themes: smut, fluff, ceo!bucky (because I miss him)
You felt awful as you stepped into your apartment.
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DEFENDING JACOB - Visitors (1.5)
Category: Smut, mild Angst, Fluff (Mandatory) Age: 18+ Trigger Warnings: Gun violence, arguing, spanking, overstimulation, squirting, use of safeword, oral (male receiving), intercourse, BDSM, subspace Ship: Bucky x Steve x Reader Summary: Reader Has To Safeword Request: “Hi! I absolutely love your writing! Could I request a Bucky x Steve x reader where they’re having rough sex and she has to safeword? Like maybe Bucky and Steve are mad at her for not following an order and putting herself in danger on a mission, so they’re extra rough. And then fluff after? Thank you!!!” Contains Spoilers for: N/A Word Count: 4,367
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The jet is eerily quiet and everyone knows not to speak to either of the super soldiers right now. (Y/N) daren’t open her mouth, the anger radiating from the men is tense and no-one dares trigger it.
Bruce is working on the bullet wound in the woman’s shoulder and Bucky and Steve haven’t stopped watching the entire process. The amount of emotions swirling in their eyes is crazy. Fear, care, love, sadness, but the most prominent one washes away all else. Anger.
She doesn’t regret what she did but she regrets angering her two lovers. (Y/N) loves Steve and Bucky with all her heart and that’s why she did what she did.
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WEIRD QUESTIONS ~ F1 TEXTS
summary: just you and your weird questions for your f1 bf
starring: max verstappen, charles leclerc, carlos sainz jr., sebastian vettel, lando norris, oscar piastri
warnings: none
🚨ENGLISH IS NOT MY FIRST LANGUAGE🚨
🚨REQUESTS ARE OPEN🚨
good morning to YOU from my side <3 ywwwww😓
Formula One and Marvel addict.Lewis, Max, Charles, Lando are BAELove you all Pookies
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