My Angel 

Hi. Sorry for asking this again. When do you post Nick Vaughan series?

Haven’t posted it yet and its cause I haven’t even started! I’ve been so busy and exhausted and I’m going on holiday soon so it’s a lot going on. I’m sorry!! I’m working on it 💕🍀

oh you should definitely write about Chris marrying the love of his life, reader who is a well-known director. Reader meets chris's "ex rp" , alba B, who is trying to get the part of the movie that she was directing but reader says no! LOL

This is such a horrible and mean request…

I love it cannot wait to write it 😌💕

Going to wait till everything cools down though cause I need confirmation that miss girl is truly an ex also don’t need to be wrapped up in a scandal. 🤠

I’ve also been blocking this out so please put a TW next time you bring up her name. In my universe she simply does not exist ✨

Please note I am a hater first and a feminist second 💅🏼💕

Maybe you’d get more interaction and notes if you formatted your fics properly 🤷‍♀️

This one hurt real bad y’all

Please use the read more function, especially if it’s NSFW content.

My deepest APOLOGIES that after a 4am flight, writing, editing, linking and tagging etc I sometimes forgot to do Read More - I will try but if I forget it let’s ask ourselves… does it really fucking matter? No.

Todays you’re lucky day Anon because I woke up today and decided to be petty 💅🏼 Let’s go y’all!

Don’t come into MY inbox which is for REQUESTS, MUMBLING AND CACKLING about what I DO! Girl scroll on. Deadass, I am way too old to get told what to do on TUMBLR none the less.

I give PLENTY of warning about my NSFW content.

If you woke up and chose to die on a weird hill where you’re this self elected dictator of how people write on Tumblr to the point you want to nit pick other writers style and whether they missed something - I suggest a serious reality check. It ain’t that deep.

To everyone else Happy New Year! 🥰

To anon, get a job or pay my bills 😘

Dating Chris Evans Would Include

Chris has known for a while that he’s been looking for the one.

But he didn’t know that he’d know it as soon as he saw you.

You’d meet through friends [maybe at a party]

He’d be enamoured immediately but he’d definitely play it cool determined not to scare you off.

You’d feel it too.

You’d be the only ones left at the party too busy chatting with one another.

‘Where did everybody go?’ ‘I think we bored them.’  ‘That’s a shame.’ ‘Not really I didn’t even notice they’d gone.’

He’d ask you on a date the same night.

He was the sweetest man you’d ever dated.

He’d definitely buy you flowers.

Dates would be simple; cooking together, movie night, walks with Dodger.

Dodger would be besotted by you which was a big plus in Chris’ eyes.

‘You two comfy there?’ ‘Very much so.’ ‘You know I can’t help but feel I’ve been abandoned.’  ‘Too bad.’

The honeymoon phase would be amazing.

The sex even better [I mean have you seen that man].

He could be hot and passionate.

But he loves taking his time with you. And he loves lazy morning sex.

And cuddling. So much cuddling.

He’d gush about you to anyone that would listen.

And he’d show off the millions of photos he took of you on his phone. 

And he’d hate having to leave for a job.

He’d call and text daily.

You’d make up a code that would let the other know when they absolutely need to speak to them.

You’d help him with his anxiety.

‘I don’t think I can do it.’ ‘You can, I know you can but take a minute and we can tackle it then.’ ‘Stay on the line with me?’ ‘Always.’ 

But he’d keep your life together out of the tabloids.

He’d propose six months in.

To everyone else, it would seem entirely too soon.

But he was sure and so were you.

It would be the hottest wedding in town.

Definitely a star-studded and glamorous affair.

And though that was nice Chris would insist that the two of you got a moment together.

Alone, no cameras, no people just the two of you.

‘I love you you know.’ ‘Chris it’s our wedding day if I didn’t know by now I don’t think I ever would.’ ‘I know just wanted to make sure you did.’ ‘I do and I love you too.’ 

He’d want to start a family straight away.

But he would wait until you were ready,.

He was very committed to trying which meant lots of hot sex.

He’d read all the books.

‘Chris honey I have something to tell you.’ ‘Did dodge chew one of your shoes again because I told you-’ ‘Actually it’s something a bit bigger than that.’ ‘You mean?!’ ‘Found out this morning.’ 

He wouldn’t let you lift a finger.

He’d sit with you when you were puking or make a shopping trip when you craved something.

‘Just because there’s gonna be a baby doesn’t mean we don’t love you you know that right? You’re gonna be a good big brother okay?’ ‘Chris, are you talking to the dog?’ ‘He needs to know we still love him Y/N.’

He’d be with you throughout the delivery.

He’d cheer you on like no one else could. 

And he’d definitely cry.

He’d refuse to drive anywhere near the speed limit on your ride home.

He’d be the best dad you could have hoped for your kids.

‘Okay, guys first one to hug mom wins.’ ‘Dad wait for us.’ 

Parenting is hard especially long distance.

But you’d always feel capable because you were doing it with him.

THIS IS PART OF MY CHRISTMAS CHALLENGE. I’LL BE POSTING AN IMAGINE EVERDAY FROM 1ST - 25TH DECEMBER. THIS AND ALL IMAGINES WILL BE UPLOADED IN THE LINK POSTED DAY BY DAY.

ADVENT CALENDAR OF IMAGINES

Maybe....no he did he wanted to hate himself

Warnings 18+ just incase sadness depression, unhappiness dissacosiation mentions of death, brief mention of a wife just being asleep sleeping next to her husband, I guess some self disctruction

Its a part of my Maybe series.....I've had this in my drafts for a while I finally decided to post it. It's not edited. Here's the first maybe

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princess Oversear of the Universe

Maybe Iitterally pick whoever to fill the him. Warnings: a character death and some depression a lot of angst. 18+ just incase Do NOT re

He had used one of those apps to see what thier kids would like. And as he stared his thumb ran over the screen gently like if he was caressing his child's face he thought

"Maybe... maybe....."

"Maybe that life is over maybe its truly over. Maybe what we had is be is gone forever. The man I was is gone." He remembered her dragging him to a museum for a date but he only agreed because she really wanted to go. And he loved it. He liked no loved the look of pure adoration on her face as she studied the strokes and the shading. She studied the painting and he studied what he considered to be the truly beautiful work of art before him, her. Light and shadow That was her favorite thing to look at how everyone used diffrent colors to highlight and contour. Funny as he became a shadow of himself He went to a museum the other day. He wanted to love it he wanted so bad to love it. And he did love it the painting gthat is because it reminded him of her but he wanted so bad to love it like he did before. to turn and see her face next him , to try and get as close as she could. He longed for her to use him as a pole or tree to steady herself so she could use lean in as close as she could without falling past the line the museum didn't want people to cross. That what he loved . Thats what he wanted. But he wasn't that. He wasn't that man because he didn't have her. He realized he may just never be that man again. And he hated himself for it all, for not being there, for wanting her back for pretending to be someone else to get close to her.

Then he realized he is someone else. And he wanted to hate himself. He came to the conclusion he deserved to. Because by not being with there with her that night he destroyed her life too and everything she had and he knew she would hate him for ruining what she could have had in her life now. They could have had kids by now. She could have had so much more than what she has now and he knows how happy she was. He would see it each and every morning as he'd wake up before her and he loved the smile on her face as she slept. Especially when she slept his chest she would have the biggest smile as she slept

"She always looked so happy" he though and he wondered how much if that smile still remained. And how much of that smile he had taken from her.

He hated himself.

He really hated himself. And he wanted to... too... have a better reason because he hated a man who lost everything for nothing.

He wanted to be hated.

He wanted to be hated so he wasn't alone in his hate.

He did something he'd never do and made sure he'd be hated . He decided that man was dead and gone. Dead so she could live and he accepted that. And he wanted no trace of that man's idiotic self in him. So he did what they wanted. What he people wanted. He dated. He dated someone he never would someone he wouldn't even be in the same room with if things if his wife was still his.. and boy did he put himself into that part. He looked so happy in the photos but everyone he took he remembers thinking this is what I want I want to be hated and his face was happy when he did that. So happy. No one could know. No one would ever know the reason behind those smiles and looks of joy. It was simply a man who knew what he wanted and knew he was getting it.

Then he went on his Instagram account. He looked at the comments and was happy...happy he was hated as much as he hated himself. He then went o look at hers and he couldn't find it. He searched her name under followers and nothing came up. He went to his first he only used for family and then searched for her-he found her. She had blocked him

Now he really had lost her.

He slid off the couch onto the floor and cried he lost her.

He morned the man he left behind when he signed his sould away to the devil, no not the one who let her live but the one he was now tied to

He mourned her. She was now really lost. He knew. When she did something like thst she was angry sad upset hurt and held onto it like an elephant. And he knew what her thoughts would be seeing his face. He betrayed her. And he felt like shit but he wanted to. He wanted to.

Maybe one day she would forgive him.

Maybe one day he would- no no he would never forgive himself. He didn't want to. He had no right to. He made his bed, he dug his grave-and he was already covered with dirt on his head.

Maybe one day he would be or she would or something would change but he created a whole new man and he couldn't even bring himself to do the right thing. Maybe in another universe. He imaginer discussions with her but none of them he could find the words she would use to forgive him because he knew he wouldn't. He knew what her lines were and he crossed them

She was really not.... now it wasn't a maybe....

She was lost

But maybe he wasn't

Maybe......

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A/N: Smashing out requests but here’s a little blurb in the meantime 💕☘️

You stood in front of the flashing lights, grinning though you couldn’t see anything. Chris’s hand tight on your waist as you both posed for the photo. The photographers started shouting “Chris solo shot! Girlie move!” So you took that as your cue to move away but before you could, you felt a strong grip on your wrist, pulling you back towards him tightly. 

“Hey! where you going?”

“You need to get solos baby.” You rested a hand on his chest. 

“They don’t tell you what to do… I do.” With that he looked to the side at the crowd, grumbling at the audacity to tell his girl what to do. He put his hand between your faces, blocking the view as he placed a kiss on your lips, easing your mouth open with his tongue, he slipped his gum into your mouth, you felt the sudden minty taste on your tongue. You gasped, Chris pulled out with a smirk. His hand moved down your lower back, palming a handful of your ass. 

Leaning in closer to your ear “Meet me in my green room in 10. Got it?” You nodded a little, biting your lip. He pulled down his sunglasses a little, winking at you. 

He watched as you sauntered away, chewing casually, your hips moving in a hypnotising fashion. 

You didn’t look back but you heard his signature whistle at you. 

Hey lovely! Which story is this 💕///

Oh sorry. I was so exited i forgot to mention the fic. It was Chris and Curvy reader. There are 3 parts of it. They are so good. Would you mind wite more about them? Like headcanons of dif events? Going on a date, someone is sick, first "i love you"...

I love this!!! I'll definitely keep this going with headcanons if you send in reqs for individual headcanons I would defs do this! 😘😘