The Happiest Place On Earth Is With You

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Thank you thank you thank you! To everyone who has reblogged, liked, followed or sent in request. Really didn’t expect all the love and compliments for my writing especially in such a short time posting but it’s really special. 💕

I’m back at work tomorrow so feel free to keep sending in requests but I won’t get to post them till next week - sorry! 🙏🏼✨

I’ll still be active though so please reach out if you have questions, want to get to know me, fangirl over Chris or just want to have a chat. 🥰

In the meantime, I have some drafts I’ve been itching to post so we will be going back to our regular scheduled Chris content… for now. 🤠

I am so excited to share all the fun requests I got about different actors! 🤩

hi are you also comfortable with writing incest and step incest smut?

No ✨

Cole gives me nice, sweet, caring, healthy, loveable, trustworhty boyfriend vibe. (Far far away from that walking redflag Chris Evans)

I am actually LOWKEY excited for this movie and sweet little Cole!

Cole is the type of boyfriend who....

You say you liked flowers but he doesn’t know what kind so he buys you 5 different types then shows up at your door with them

"I didnt know which kind you liked so I brought all the white ones cause you were wearing white a lot lately... some of them have pink though because I know that's your favourite colour but not hot pink more subtle pink, anyways let me know which is your favourite for next time."

He wont let your shoes touch the puddle so picks you up and carries you over it

Buys you tickets to a concert to some random band because one time you sung to their song on the radio at the top of your voice

Remembers how you like your coffee even though its a very specific complex order that not even Baristas get right all the time

Makes your bed for you but doesn’t half ass it like actually knows how you like the pillows arranged and does it to perfection

Lets you use his wrist to swatch lipsticks at Sephora

Carries around tissues because you know you have allergies so when you sneeze he can pull them out of his back pocket at any time

Holds your hair while you throw up after a big night, rubbing your back in soft circles.

"Better in then out, let it all out honey... hey... hey its ok... yeah you still look pretty."

Lets you lay your head on him even if it's uncomfortable for him he refuses to move or get up knowing you're comfortable

"This okay?" You look up at him through heavy eyelids.

"Perfect." He smiles down at you.

Chris x reader being really tight friends.

Like they hold hands, hug, forehead/cheek kisses.

They go to an award show, reader is friendly flirting with a Co star of Chris.

He sees it while giving an interview.

When he finishes he comes up from behind, hugs reader close to him and kisses readers cheek. He's slightly jealous...

Media goes wild...

Both phones blow up. Speculations about secret relationship...

Something like that. Thanks 😘

Because I Want You

WARNINGS: Swearing, big mad Chrissy, little angst, jealous Chris

DISCLAIMER: All characters and events written, even those based on real people are entirely fictional and are no representation or comment of said characters in real life. 

“How you feeling?” Chris placed his hand on your knee in the limo, rubbing small circles with his thumb over the expensive fabric, desperate to feel your skin. 

“I might die from excitement! Did I say thank you? because this is a dream come true.” 

“You’ve only said thank you 500 times… but once again you’re welcome and for the final time I wanted you to come because there was no way I was doing this alone.” 

“I know I’m just super excited to rub shoulders with celebrities.” You bit your lip, shaking your head in disbelief. 

“You know I’m considered a celebrity, right?” 

“Yeah, but a REAL celebrity not my guy best friend who despite being a movie star is still in my mind the 12-year-old boy who pinned my down and threatened to lick me unless I gave him the last cookie.”

 “Classic move. Worked every single time.” Chris sat smugly.

“You’re disgusting” you glared at him.

“Yet you love me.” He moved a hair out of your face and kissed you on the cheek. 

“Do I look good?” You gestured at your dress,

“For the 20th time you look fucking amazing” Chris’s eyes scanned your body like he had done many times this evening, but this time felt like he could openly admire how you looked in the dress. Your boobs and curves filled it out in a way not many women could master, you looked sexy and classy. 

 “Ok good I just wanted to hear you say it again, also because Henry Cavill is going to be there and omg that man is just… swoon” You smiled, jokingly fanned your face. 

Chris’s hand gripped your knee a little tighter. “Yeah. he will be…” His voice got a little quieter as he looked out of the window, slightly taken aback by the comment about his co-star. 

Noticing the car coming to a stop, he prepared himself to step out.

“It’s showtime baby, now remember I’ll be right next to you the whole time but when I have to do an interview go stand near my assistant, so I know where you are, ok?” 

“Yeah, yeah I get it come on!” You pushed him out of the car, his eyes rolling at your eagerness as he moved around to your door and opened it up for you. 

Holding out his hand to help you out of your seat. You were immediately met to the sounds of screams and flashing lights. 

Your hand still firmly on Chris’s as he eased you towards the carpet, he dropped it monetarily to wrap it around your waist, putting you in a secure position close to him.

You posed in front of the sea of photographers, increasingly more aware that you’re getting 1000 photos taken of you at once, you go tight in Chris’s grip.  

Noticing the instant tension of your body at the scene in front of you, he moved his mouth down, kissing your temple “relax, they’ll love you.” He whispered against your head. 

You gave him a small smile moving towards his ear “I’m shitting myself.” You whispered in his ear, his head immediately fell back in a roar of laughter “don’t worry me too babe” he said, smirking at you. 

“Chris, we need you for an interview can you come over here please.” 

“I’ll be 5 minutes.” He squeezed your waist in reassurance, kissing your cheek quickly as he moved to the handheld mic, and you sulked to the side-lines.

Taking the moment to catch your breath and take in the scene of chaos around you, a hand pressed gently on your shoulder blade. 

“Apologies, I just had to talk to the rumoured woman of the hour.” A suave British accent startled you out of your haze. 

Your eyes widened at the gorgeous man who had appeared behind you, his tall, muscular figure, looking down on you was contrasted by his soft eyes and charming smile. 

“Don’t apologise… woman of the hour?”

“Seems everyone’s talking about that dress…” He gestured to your navy-blue number. 

“Well, I was worried about whether it would be ok for this kind of thing, I’m not really used to it.” 

“I think it’s more than ok; I’d say it’s brilliant, especially on you.” His piercing gaze never left yours as his tongue peaked out to wet his lower lip, admiring the sight of you. 

Your eyes were firmly fixed on Henry’s, lost in the intense eye contact so you didn’t notice the fidgety Chris, stuttering to answer questions as he neck stretched out, trying to reach your eyes. His jaw tightened at the sight of you and Henry, jealously burned in his stomach as he watched his co-star undress you with his eyes. 

Trying not to show his annoyance but it was clear his mind was half in the interview, giving vague answers of “oh yeah” “it’s great, it’s brilliant, ya know…” eyes skating towards you constantly as he shoved his fidgeting hands in his pockets, shifting his weight back and forth on his feet.

“Where are my manners, I’m Henry.” He held out a hand, you placed yours in his, where the size difference between the two become obvious. He sandwiched your hand softly between both of his, shaking slightly but never letting go. 

“Oh, I know. Y/N, I’m a friend of Chris’s.”

“Friend, you say? Oh well that’s good news, I thought maybe you two were...” 

“Chris and me? Oh no we are just-“ you were interrupted as strong hands wrapped around your waist pulling you towards his chest, hoping you’d ease into his grip. His mouth going to the skin between your jaw and your shoulder, placing a soft, wet kiss. 

“Hey baby, I see you’ve met Henry.” 

“Ahh Chris, hi! Yeah, she’s great we were just talking about you.” Henry got visibly nervous and confused seeing the sudden affection between the two of you. 

Blush rose to your cheeks in embarrassment. 

“Oh really! Awesome well seems Y/N here forgot about this thing we have to go do…”

“I… what…” you looked back at Chris, confusion all over your face.

“Yeah, the thing inside, come on. But hey! we’ll see you after, man. Alright?” Chris was smiling and charismatic but the look in his eyes was a clear, stern stare of “she’s mine, back off.”

The men shared a silent conversation with their eyes, marking a clear understanding that you couldn’t quite decipher. 

“Yeah, of course, lovely to meet you again, Y/N hope you enjoy the night.” His hand rubbed the back of neck, unsure of whether he should kiss you goodbye but not wanting to further anger the territorial bear that was Chris right now. 

Chris pulled you by your arm inside and towards a secluded hallway away from wandering eyes and all the noise. 

“What the fuck was that about? Chris you just ruined my chances with Henry Cavill!” 

“Good! What the fuck was that? I’m giving an interview and can’t give you attention for 5 minutes, so you go off and find someone else? Sorry I didn’t know Henry fucking Cavill was your best friend for 25 years and that he took you to a major award show as his date!” 

“We were talking Chris! It’s not like I was playing tonsil tennis on the carpet - what has gotten into you? You don’t own me! I can flirt with whoever I want! Why do you always have to ruin every chance I get with a guy because you’re so miserable being single you can’t stand to see someone else happy!” 

“Because I want to be with you!” 

You paused in shock at his sudden confession. 

“I’ve been in love with you since middle school for fucksakes and you never noticed. I saw you and Henry and fuck it yeah, I got jealous, I couldn’t stand. I’m sorry I ruined it for you, I just-“ 

You cut him off by planting a strong kiss on his lips. He instantly relaxed, hands falling to your waist as you ran your hands through his hair, deepening the kiss. 

You pulled out looking up at him “I don’t want Henry Cavill.”

“You were trying to make me jealous?” He looked at you quizzically. 

You nodded slowly. “It worked though, didn’t it?” 

He shook his head and tutted “You are something else you know that?” Before grabbing your face and planting another kiss on you.

What you thought was a private intimate moment turned out to be filmed by some intern peaking around the corner. Turns out you too loud mouths weren’t as quiet when you were fighting as you thought. 

 Chris Evans and Y/N… FINALLY confirmed

 Best Friends to Lovers Trope but in Real Life Hollywood: Chris Evans & Y/N L/N

Chris Evans professes love in viral video!   

24 Photos of Chris Evans & Y/N L/N that told us they were never just “best friends”

25 Tweets that perfectly described how we felt about the Chris Evans & Y/N L/N “Nicholas Sparks” Moment 

“Because I want to be with you!” Chris Evans pours his heart out to long time best friend

Chris Evans & Y/N L/N confirm relationship through Reps

“I’m glad they got that moment on camera; we’ll show it at the wedding.” Chris Evans shows no angst towards secret filmer of intimate moment between him and Y/N L/N. 

Most Wanted Woman in Hollywood: 10 facts about the woman who had Henry Cavill and Chris Evans fighting over her! 

Would you write a smut about Chris and virgin reader? She was waiting for the one

Hi! I got a request for this already and posted it! You can find it here. Hope you enjoy 💕😘☘️ 

THE BIG BOY: STUDY BREAK IS THE DEATH OF ME. I LOVED IT.

https://pin.it/3QtHWRQ

^also from that pic, could u consider writing something with ari levinson smoking? i dont really know what, but him smoking has me on my knees as always😽

thank you bestie !! and sure, I've been thinking about stoner!ari lately 🫣 so here's shotgunning with beefy frat!Ari:

He's so pretty, too pretty for your own good. That's why you can barely concentrate on your little crochet project—you're too busy staring at him playing a video game. His long hair all fluffy and soft, beard freshly trimmed and a joint between his lips.

He takes a slow puff, sparing you a glance "You good? You seem a little out of it."

"I'm good, really good..." You say slowly, eyes falling to his thick thighs, his shorts rolled up and exposing the hairy flesh. "Are you good?"

He grins, "yeah. Do you wanna shotgun again?" He isn't even finished asking before you're clambering into his lap, straddling his thighs with your arms around his shoulders. "I'll take that as a yes."

"A big yes." You subtly rock your hips in excitement, "you know, you should record erotic audios. You have the voice for it."

He laughs and takes a slow inhale, setting the joint in the ashtray and pulling you close. Your heart swells when your lips meet, he feels so good—he always feels so good, and you almost forget to open your mouth. The smoke flows from him to you and down to your lungs burning. You lean away to cough, your eyes watering as he hands you a glass of water.

"Why don't we stop for now, yeah?" He asks, rubbing your back, "take a little break and get something to eat?"

"No! Can we just finish this one first?" You beg, giving him the most adorable pout. "Pretty please, daddy? I'll be super good, I promise."

His blue eyes examine you carefully, then he shakes his head, "Fine. Just this one and then we're done for the day. I don't want you to do too much until you're more used to it."

Giddy, you kiss all over his face. His bearded cheeks tickling your lips as you pepper your sweet, sweet love wherever you can reach. "Yay! I love you so much!"

He didn't smoke often, but he was far more experienced than you. He takes the chance to recline on the couch and tilt his head, groaning lowly when your lips trail to his neck. "I'm such a bad influence on you, cub." His fingers dig into your hips, caught between moving you over his bulge or pushing you away. "Since when did you become a troublemaker?"

You were in the living room of the frat house, anyone could walk in and see you cute, dumb and high.

"Whenever you came around." You nip at his jaw, dragging your tongue down the tense veins, "just lookin' at you gets me so wet... feel." You bring his hand between your thighs and firmly against your wet panties, "See? I'm so sticky, daddy... it's so uncomfy, can you help me, please?"

hey do you write platonic? and besides chris and his character who else do you write?

Hey! Thanks for your question. I love answering them makes me feel like I’m giving a celebrity Q&A lol.

Anyways, yep I do platonic!

While I only think I can write good for Steve / Peter Parker (maybe even Thor.. eh) in the Marvel verse… I could also possibly do

- Harry Styles and any one direction member that isn’t Liam (sorry ick)

- Male #StrangerThings characters (the ones over 18 that is but anything platonic happy to do all characters)

- Suits (this tumblr was an OG Harvey Spector appreciation page)

- Harry Potter

Male Celebrities like:

- Theo James

- the Hemsworths

- Any 40+ male celebrity (daddies if ya know what I mean)

I haven’t written fan fiction since I was like 15 (started off with One Direction OGs know what it was like circa 2010-2014… I still have battle scars) but I’m enjoying it so far and am really in the grove of Chris and his characters atm.

Just ask and I will let know if I can or I can’t! I try to put out good stuff and am happy to put in a little time to research and get the vibes of whoever you request a fic about.

While I don’t have many limits as to what I write as you can see on my page I do draw lines somewhere! So as long as it’s not too weird/illegal I’ll write it.

I am plus size/curvy myself so I’m really good at specialising in curvy!reader x character/celebrity because I feel like that demographic is underrepresented in fan fiction!

Fun fact about me:

I have a big girl corporate job so this is a hobby I do on weekends/after work to just unwind and do something fun and creative. I’ve been sick lately hence the massive output of stories. I like using my imagination for scenarios and what better way to take those maladaptive daydreams to the next level then to write them down!

Thank you again and my inbox is always open for any questions or if you just want to chat about life and what not. Fully anon! 💕

I didn't know your inbox is not full. I have manyyy ideas for fic. Can i send them? Do you write headcanon?

I just got SO MANY requests! But I love getting them so yes please send me all the ideas 🥰 just know they make take a little while but you’ll always get it!

Would love to get into headcanons cause it’s so easy for me to get into and do on my phone so yes more of those people!!!

Hey!! So I just watched the Grey Man yesterday and I had an idea… could you write a Lloyd Hansen x daughter reader story?? Like he is the trained hit man but he is also raising a toddler at the same time but people don’t know and he has to take her to the office and his co workers are shocked at how soft and gentle he can be. 100% your choice

hi! I'm sorry this took so long, I hope you like it!

summary - it's lloyd's turn to look after your kid.

warning - cuteness.

the gif I use isn't mine.

Lloyd ignored the looks he got when he walked into his office with his daughter on his hip. He walked over to his chair. Placing down the things his daughter needs and loves before he takes a seat, places her on his lap and smiles at her.

“Oh, munchkin. Don’t you look adorable! Why don’t we take a picture and send mummy a photo of your outfit? Huh?” He grins, booping her nose, his smile getting wider when she giggles. Lloyd takes his phone out, putting his face next to his daughters as he faces the camera toward them. His fingers tickle her chubby tummy causing her to let out giggles. “Say cheese, munchkin!” He snaps the photo and is in awe at how adorable she is.

“Just going to send this to mumma. Do you think she’ll like the bear outfit I picked for you?” He sends the photo, pressing a big kiss to her chubby cheeks. “Course she will. You look adorable!” 

She makes grabby hands at him, squishing his cheeks as she babbles. “Dada! Dada! Funny!” She giggles as she looks at his moustache. 

Lloyd raises his eyebrow, tickling her tummy. “You little! You think daddy's moustache is funny, huh?” He places kisses on her face before looking down at her lovingly. “I love you, munchkin. Remember that mumma and I will do whatever it takes to give you the world.”

thank you for reading!

feedback and reblogs are greatly appreciated.

Chris I'm Sick

(I'm sick and Chris helps me feel better)

All fluf but 18+ just incase just talking about being sick and the Chris of your choice helps you feel better Comments & reblogs welcome no reposting no republishing or translationing

"Honey come on it's noon you gotta wake up"

I groan not the good type of groaning as Chris is nudging me.

"I dont wanna."

"Come on up and at 'em."

I'm too miserable to make any old man or dad jokes pull the covers completely over my head and say

"Unless your a Hemsworth go away."

"Guess you're real-"

Is all I heard before I turn and hit something.

And hear a stifling laughter

"Did I just fall on the floor?"

"Yea honey are you ok?" I feel a hand on my back.

"Come here," he scoops me up well I don't know if scoops is right but he's completely holding me on the floor and he kisses my hair and then smooths it despite my horrible bed head.

"Aww sweetie you ok, you did fall face first."

"Everything hurts."

"How about I make you breakfa-"

"No! If I see a green egg I'll puke!"

"I was going to say anything you want and and according to my lips it doesn't seem like you have a fever I'll get you some Tylenol just in case and a hot chocolate. Ok?"

"K"

"You want a bath it may help. Probably got that virus thats going around. "

"No I'll have to move and I don't wanna."

"You dont wanna hu?'

"No."

"God our children are going to be a handful."

"Is that your way of saying you want to have kids with me? I'm lying on the floor after rolling off the bed with pain and being cold and miserable and you say-ok you've seen my worst I'll take it but I truly don't wanna move. Please don't make me."

"A bath will help. I'll come in too you wont be alone."

"Chris seriously I'm sick and you're still trying to get me naked. "

He lets out an exasperated breath.

"So I can wash your hair. All you have to do is just lay there. Promise."

He kisses the side of my head.

"Fine."

It felt like it took an hour to get to the bathroom that was 20 steps away but I hate to admit it but Chris was right. It was helping. Ever more so he was my back rest and actually did wash my hair.

As I was rinsing my body off he made breakfast but told me to not get out without him being there I really don't want to move since the relaxing moment left as soon as he did. So he helped me out of the bath and dried me off he he helped me into a clean night gown and panties since I was feeling lightheaded and neither of us wanted a repeat of the falling incident.

True to his word no green eggs.

I ate only a little and he had to goad me into more.

Then he layed next to me saying "its ok shhhhh." And "Just rest." And "shhh"very soothingly. He kept doing that and slowly running his hand through my hair. Then I just remember his hand in my hair and him saying "shhhh" I fell asleep thinking: God I love this man.

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