No… Well They Tried. I’m Just Having Fun With It Cause…

This is very me! 😘 @f10werfae

so this is what i got. i have no idea what is says about me cause it is spot on lol. thank you @lilacevans and @justconfettiandsomeddew for tagging me.

@pusherloveguurl, @mdpplgtz03, @barneswilsonrogers, @froylanmadden, @tedllasso wanna join?

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

No ✨

How does Andy take care of us when we’re sick 😷 🤒 🤕

He HATES seeing his precious girl sick but he thinks you look adorable with your red nose. He calls in to work and tell them he can't come in because you're more important to him than work. Rarely leaves your side, waiting for you to wake up to make sure you take your meds and drink lots of water. Even if you refuse he'll coax you into it "Come on bubby it'll make you feel better, please for me?". If he has to he'll get more stern "Water. Now." as he feeds you little sips. He's not afraid to get a little dirty so if you do need to barf his instincts kick in and he has the bucket in front of your face before you even say "I". He makes sure you're not moving too much even to the point he's carrying you into the shower and washing your hair all while softly telling you it's gonna be okay and he's right there when you need him.

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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Y/N get Cancer and don’t Feel Good enough for Chris. She trys to set up Chris with a Girl and chris don’t notice at the beginning But when Y/N Starts to Talk to much about This Girl He gets angry and Sad Why the Reader to that. happy ending (Y/N don’t have Cancer anymore)

Firstly, hope you're doing ok, you strong, gorgeous person 💕

This is a beautiful request but unfortunately, not experiencing something like that myself and it also being such a sensitive topic - I don't think I can write this and do it justice. 🥺

But - @royalwritersoftheuniverse is amazeballs and is good at this stuff and gives you all the fluff!!

Dad! chris evans and mom! reader took their kids to see disney land, florida for the first time!

This is great! I love it! But... I already wrote a Disneyland fic and since I have never been to Disneyland Florida, you have two choices

I repost the one I already did with tweaks (boring... lazy... yawning)

OR

You give me Dad!Chris different scenario... 🤭

Keep it fresh people!

what about Reader been a brat and trying to embarrassed lloyd Hanson, who is trying to patient and has no choice to punish her

You're Not Sorry

Lloyd hadn’t really done anything in particular to piss you off. You just decided that you weren’t getting enough attention from the man. 

So, you felt tonight was the perfect occasion for your brand new little black dress. Also, because you told Lloyd you’d meet him at the party. His words ringing in your ear as you adjusted the position of the lace up panel to cover your bare pussy. 

“This is a very important work event for me baby, lots of important partners there so please wear something nice.”

It’s his fault really, nice is a very polarising word. You personally found this dress, nice, Lloyd on the other hand probably wouldn’t let you leave the house in it. 

Oh well, too late now. 

You made your way into the event, heels clacking against the marble stairs towards the entrance. You could feel eyes following your every move and the subsequent scoff from the wives who had caught their husbands’ eyes on your barely covered ass. 

Perfect, the dress was working. 

Grabbing a glass of champagne from the attendant, you looked for your lover amongst the group. But it was too late because his eyes had already found you, most likely following the murmurs and chokes that were let out when you finally made your way inside. 

He immediately, b-lined for you. His broad figure stood over you, his blue eyes now dark with anger,

“What the fuck are you wearing?” He seethed through clench teeth.

“You said wear something nice, this is nice.” You gestured towards your dress. Eyes innocently gazing at him.

“You look like a fucking whore.” He spat in your ear.

“Oh well.” You smirked.

“We are lea-“

“Lloyd!” He was cut off by the sudden appearance of an equally attractive man. Arguably a little older than Lloyd but no less handsome. He maintained a healthy head of salt and pepper hair, his top buttons undone, revealing a hard chest. 

“Spencer! Hi… how are you.” Lloyd stutters as he went to accept the man’s outstretched hand in a shake. 

Lloyd never stutters let alone gets intimidated by another man. Oh shit. This guy was important. Time to really turn up the heat. 

“And whose this beauty?” The man turned towards you clearly checking you out as his eyes drank in the sight of you. 

You caught a glimpse of Lloyd’s face, pure rage at this point, the vein on his forehead pulsating slightly, as sweat started to form.

“Y/N.” You outstretched your hand in which his took in his, delicately kissing it. 

“It’s a pleasure.”

“Pleasure’s all mine sir”

“Please call me Spencer.”

“Spencer.” Still holding his hand in yours.

“She was just leaving Spencer.” Lloyd eyed you, giving you a look that read “You better fucking stop it’s not funny anymore.” 

“Nonsense, I haven’t even treated her to a drink yet.”

Spencer’s eyes never let yours.

“I’d love one.”

“Well let’s not keep you waiting shall we” Spencer’s arm clasped your waist, leading you towards the bar. Leaving Llloyd to trail closely behind. 

After getting 2 martinis, Spencer led you towards a secluded seat in the back of the venue.

“Here honey, there’s no room for all of us, you’ll be more comfortable on my lap anyways.” Pulling you on top of him, your ass fell to his hardening cock. 

“So, Lloyd, about this deal.”

The men drank and negotiated, you never leaving your spot-on Spencer’s lap, toying with his tie. 

Lloyd sat across from you both, swirling his scotch, eyes never leaving you as jealousy and anger burned inside of him.

You yawned as their talk of teams and assets bored you.

“Something wrong beautiful?” Spencer turned his head to you in his lap, hand coming up to pull some hair off your face. 

“I’m just feeling a little tired, I think it’s time for my exit.”

“Great idea.” Lloyd jumped out of his seat, offering his head to you.

“It was great talking to you Spence, but I think we should save this for some time next week.”

“No agreed, it is a party after all.” He stood up from his seat, a boner presents against his dress pants. Lloyd managed to get a quick glance only furthering his anger.   

“Y/N, honey, here’s my card. Call me if you ever need anything… that is if Mr. Hansen here ever lets you out of his sight.” He eyed off Lloyd before bringing his attention back to you.

“Thank you so much for tonight, Spencer.” You slipped the card in your cleavage. He leaned down towards your ear. 

“We should do it again sometime.” He whispered, nipping your lobe lightly before pulling away. 

“Lloyd.” 

“Spencer.” The man left you both in the area alone.

You immediately went to wrap your arms around Lloyd. He pulled away, pushing you off him by your shoulders. 

“Don’t fucking touch me. Car. Now.”

Too stunned to speak you made your way outside towards Lloyd’s car. Annoyed at his sudden rejection of you. 

You couldn’t help the wetness forming between your legs at the excitement at what was to come. 

After what felt like ages of you sitting in the passenger seat. Lloyd joined you in the car, reversing out without even so much as a hi.

You drove in silence as Lloyd raced down the empty highway in his sports car. His knuckles whitening as he gripped the wheel. 

You finally arrived home, car parked out the front, his hands still on the wheel. 

“Go upstairs, get on your knees and wait.”

You made your way upstairs quickly, almost tripping in your heels as you raced up the stairs. Settling yourself on the carpeted floor, you held your hands behind your back and waited.

 2 minutes turned into 20 but you didn’t dare move a muscle, eyeing the security camera in the corner of the room.

Lloyd strolled into the room, closing the door behind him.  He swirled the old-fashioned glass in his hand, he seemed calm… too calm. Taking a gulp of the dark brown liquid. 

The silence was shortly broken as he threw it at the wall, the glass shattering on impact leaving a wet spot on the white wall.

You flinched at the sound.

“You stupid fucking slut.” He spat

Your eyes falling to the floor.

“You could have fucked up a 500-million-dollar deal in there, and you bet your ass you’re gonna pay for it sunshine.” He smirked, forcing your chin up to look him the eyes. 

He ripped his zipper down in a single motion, unbuckling his tight white pants, whipping out his harden cock.

“Open.” He grabbed your hair at the nape of your neck, pulling your hair back. You winced at the sudden pull. 

He didn’t even give you time to ease his pulsating member into your mouth, pushing himself down your throat, you gagged at this sheer size.

Letting him use your mouth to satisfy his desire to have his cock soaked with your spit and tears. 

Once has he had finished his assault on your tender mouth, a mascara and tears combination dripping down your cheeks, lipstick smeared around your mouth. 

“Good girl. Stand up.” You scrambled to your feet, wobbling slightly after so much time on your knees. He pulled you by your neck to lick the tears off your cheeks, a smear of black transferring to his tongue forcing your mouth open with his thumb and then he promptly spitting it back down your throat.

His hands ran down towards the lines on your dress, trailing his fingers down each individual string holding your dress together.

His hands grabbing the fabric on either side.

“You humiliated me.” A sudden rip had formed at the top of your dress, revealing your flushed decolletage 

“Flirted with another man in front of me.” Another rip, this one revealing your breasts as they bounced at the sudden release.

“And disobeyed me… on purpose.” The final rip, your dress now in two parts on either side of your body, you stood naked in front of him, your heat dripping at the sudden exposure of air. 

“No panties you really are a fucking whore.”

You whispered a meek sorry.

“What did you just say? Sorry? Look at you, you’re dripping with arousal, you are clearly not fucking sorry. But don’t worry you will be.” He pushed you back onto the plush mattress. 

“Turn over.”

You got into your submissive position, head in the mattress, ass high in the air. The sound of skin hitting skin filled the air. You could feel the red mark on your ass forming but not before he landed another on the other cheek. 

“Youve been such a dirty girl showing yourself off. Hope you enjoyed tonight because you will never do that again.” Another harsh slap fell onto your ass;

“Yes daddy.”

His thick tip tickled the folds of your pussy, painstakingly teasing your hole, avoiding your aching clit completely 

“Do you want this baby? You want daddy’s cock in you?”

“Yes, please daddy please I need it.”

“I know you need it, but do you deserve it.”

“No daddy but I promise I’ll be good.”

Without warning he plunged into your needy hole, starting his assault on your core;

“Do you think Spencer could fuck you this good baby?”

“No daddy.. no.. he couldn’t” Your words came out as a mumbling as you tried to focus on responding to Lloyd, eager not to prolong the orgasm longer than it will be; 

“Such a dirty slut for me. Your daddy’s slut isn’t that right baby?”

“Yes, daddy just yours, only Lloyd’s dirty little slut.”

“Good girl…” his hands smoothed over your ass as he continued to plummet into you 

“Still fucking disrespected me” he interrupted the moment of tenderness with another hard slap on your rump. 

He pulled your hair back roughly, “Twerk on my cock, make me cum.”

You immediately did what you were told, bouncing your ass onto his cock, moaning at the new angle that came with the push of your ass down to his base. 

His hands fell to your hips, gripping them roughly to help guide you onto him. 

You could feel his heavy ballsack slapping against your clit, your knees started to give at the euphoric sensation of pleasure and pain, the sting of your ass still present as continued to hit your g-spot.

You reached your hand between your legs desperate to touch your aching nib. Your hand was pulled away by a sudden jerk, your wrists now pinned behind your back. 

“Nah-uh sunshine you’re not allowed to cum.”

His hands sneaking underneath you to support your weight. Grabbing your boobs in his hands with a harsh squeeze, leaning over you to trap your arms between your back and his body. 

“Yeah, baby oh yeah daddy’s gonna cum, yeah you want daddy to put babies in you? You going to be a good cum dumpster for daddy’s load?”

“Ah huh.” You let out a groggily moan

“That’s not a fucking answer.”

“Yes, daddy please give it to me, I want it inside of me.”

“Good.” He released inside of you, his seed shooting into your pelvis, filling you up fully. 

He pulled out with a groan, and you whimpered at the loss of contact, collapsing on the mattress as cum slowly oozed out of you.

Lloyd licked his fingers, quickly shoving the creamy release back into you.

“Gotta keep it all in there.” 

“You gonna help me finish daddy?”

“I told you bad girls don’t get to cum didn’t I?”

“But Lloyd… I…”

“No, arguments or I’ll make it a week. This is your punishment now get into bed.”

You crawled upwards and under the covers, shivering at the sudden loss of warmth inside of you.

He pulled you into him,

“Maybe tomorrow if you can prove that you’ve learnt your lesson you can cum ok sunshine?”

“Ok daddy.”

“Good. Now sleep.”

You cuddled him close, trying to ignore the ache between your legs.

Reader adopts a cat to help her boyfriend Captain America, Steve rogers deal with the trauma and nightmares

Soxs

You were woken up to thrashing beside you in bed. Third night in a row. Sweat formed on Steve’s forehead with his face contorted in terror. You rolled over, placing a light hand on his shoulder, he instantly moved into you.

“Hey hey, honey… it’s just a dream.” You patted his head softly as his eyes slowly blinked open.

He let out a large sigh, sitting up in bed and rubbing his face. 

“Same one?”

“Same one.” He said in a defeated tone.

You rubbed his back soothingly before getting up to get a glass of water from the sink. Handing it to him in bed.

“Thanks honey.” You sat next to him as he took a large gulp, turning back to cuddle into your comforting frame. 

As he gently lulled off to sleep in your arms, large arms wrapped around you. You mind wandered to all the things you could do to help your poor guy.

3 WEEKS LATER

You placed the gold box in front of Steve on the couch. Holes punctured in the top and a shiny red bow in the middle.

“What’s this?” He looked up at you curiously. 

“Open it.” You smiled, taking a spot next to him.

Steve inched forward, slowly taking off the lid and peering inside the box.

“Oh my goodness.” Steve’s eyes widen in joy at the little ball of fluff, sitting pretty. 

The calico kitten let out a small meow, standing on its hind legs and pawing at the walls, desperate to be picked up.

Steve took the small kitten in his large hands, encompassing it carefully as he brought it to his chest. The kitten immediately rubbed his ear against Steve’s jaw, purring at the contact.

“Y/N… you… you didn’t… omg I love him.”

“Her. And you’re welcome. I looked it up and the purr of a cat can help relaxation and healing. So, I thought maybe a couple of kitten kisses will help you sleep through the night.” You beamed at him, your hand going to scratch the little one’s head.

“Her. She’s the best gift I’ve ever gotten. I can’t believe you’d do that for me.” Tears started to form in the captain’s eyes as his heart burst at the ball of fluff. 

“Think of her as our first baby.” You winked.

“Gotta name her… what do you think she looks like… Esmerelda, Fluffy, Ariel?”

“How about Soxs.” You grabbed the kittens’ paw, admiring the pattern of fur that gave her four perfect little white blocks.

“Soxs. Perfect.” He turned to you, kissing you on the mouth softly.

The two became inseparable with Soxs taking up permanent position sleeping between your heads at night.

The nightmares stopped but Steve got even less sleep after being woken up at 4am to Soxs wanting breakfast.

She'd follow him everywhere, doing little walks between his legs.

The whole of Avengers loved her, with Stark acting like a villain whenever she'd sit in his lap.

Her favourite place to nap was the Avengers meeting table.

Steve would feed her little slices of ham at dinner, dangling it under the table for her to catch.

A/N: Short and sweet. 😘☘️

I have no excuse for this

Im dying bc the smut you wrote about cevans being fascinated with big titties lowkey happened to me irl 😭 mine arent F size big but theyre C/D depending on the store & this guy im seeing LEGIT followed that smut to a T 😂

I’m so glad you loved it!!! My writing is also sometimes based off personal experience 👀

Hope you keeping that man’s around 😘

I’m also using this as my update that I am writing! It’s just taking me more time but hoping to get through a bunch of requests before Christmas Eve so it’ll be like a present to all of you… you’re welcome ✨