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mafia!Chris Evans x Female Reader
Series Summary: Living in this life, you’ve never gotten to have much say in anything. What you wear, who you hang out with, and now, who you marry and you’re dreading your arranged marriage to the Italian mob boss, Chris Evans. Expecting to suffer through a life of abuse while being kept under lock and key, you’re pleasantly surprised when Chris is nothing like you expected. He’s the most feared man on the East Coast, only brought to his knees by one thing and one thing only. You.
Warnings: language, alcohol, arranged marriage (chris’s family signs contract with readers family that promises their first born daughter to their first born son), parental abuse mentioned, age gap. Reader is 25, Chris is 35. lots of fluff, SMUT (18+ only, minors, DNI)
W/C: 8k
A/N: This is the last part to this awesome series, you guys! I cannot thank you enough for all of the love and support for this series. Like you guys absolutely blew my mind. I love you all!
ps - anon asks are turned back on
Italian and Italian translation in italics. Disclaimer - I am not Italian and do not speak Italian, if there is something wrong or something not phrased correctly, PLEASE CORRECT ME! Huge shoutout to @chaelle for helping me with the italian translations :)
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Before you knew it, you and Chris were quickly approaching your first anniversary as husband and wife. It was kind of strange to think about everything that had happened in the past year and how different things were when you first got married.
You didn’t even know that Chris was capable of loving you the way that he did. Your heart swelled when you thought back to your conversation the week of your house party when Chris confessed that because of you, he knew a life of love and laughter. He didn’t know it, but you weren’t sure if he would ever say anything about your love life that would top that.
Often when you were young, you fantasized about what your life would be like when you were a ‘grown up’ and you wondered if you would find love or be trapped in a loveless, abusive marriage like your mamma. You were so overwhelmingly happy knowing that you got out. You broke the cycle. You would never spend another day afraid of someone who was supposed to love you and take care of you. In the beginning, you didn’t 100% believe Chris when he said that he would never hurt you, but now, you did.
You laid on the couch, your back pressed against Chris’s chest while Dodger laid on your feet, New Girl playing on the TV. Popping another gummy bear into your mouth, you lifted your chin to look at him the best you could, “You know… I wish we could get married now.”
You didn’t have the best view of him with how you were laying, but you could see enough to watch his brows push together in confusion, “We are married, what are you talking about?”
“You know,” you paused to pop another gummy bear into your mouth, “now that we like each other.”
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DUN DUN DUN……..Cliffhanger!
Pairing: NHL!Chris Evans x Athletic Trainer!Reader (female character)
Summary: When you graduated from Northeastern University, you had your sights set on the West Coast. And then you were offered a position with the Boston Bruins Athletic Training Department. And then you met Chris. A 6′3″, ruggedly handsome hockey player dead set on making your life a living hell by pushing every button and getting on every nerve. Despite your obvious disdain for each other and the ‘No Fraternization’ clause in your employee contract, you’re drawn together in a passionate, fiery love affair that seems to burn everything in its wake.
Warnings: Crude language. Chris’s asshole father mentioned, parental abuse mentioned. There’s a police officer in this fic, too lol. Idk if that’s a trigger, but just to be safe. Lots of fluff and soft Chris. Please do not read this series if you are not a fan of asshole Chris or fics with a lot of angst. As always, let me know if I missed anything!
W/C: 9.3k
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. All players and scenarios are made up completely. This story does not reflect things that actually happen in the NHL or with its players. Additionally, I talk about Chris’s family in this fic. Again, work of fiction and is no reflection of his parents or grandparents in real life.
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Chris’s grip on the steering wheel tightened every time he drove past a mile marker, signaling you guys were one mile closer to Sudbury. His knuckles were way past the point of turning white and his fingers started to ache from the hold he had.
He’d kept the itinerary to himself for almost the entire drive, finally passing it over when you’d asked what the plans were and for some reason, he was more worried about your reaction to a meticulously planned out Christmas than facing his family.
His stomach turned when your eyes widened.
“There’s an itinerary?” You asked, looking over at him with raised eyebrows. If he wasn’t so fucking nervous about how this weekend was going to go, he might’ve given himself a second to appreciate just how much he loved the way your feelings were so easily displayed through your expressions.
Christmas had always been a big deal to Lisa and he’d mentioned it in passing a few times, but Chris failed to inform you just how seriously she took it. Itinerary and all.
Your eyes narrowed at Chris. “Did you wait until we got on the road to tell me so I wouldn’t back out?”
His eyes flickered from you to the road nervously, trying to gauge your reaction. Busted. He should’ve known better. “No…” He lied, his voice unconvincing, even to himself.
“Christopher!” You scoffed, shaking your head. “I can’t believe you.”
He could tell by your tone that you were teasing and not actually upset with him, but he still felt bad. You told him you didn’t celebrate Christmas and that this would be the first time you’d spent any sort of holiday around a family and here he was basically throwing you to the wolves.
Chris reached over and squeezed your thigh gently. “It’ll be fun, I promise.” He peeked over at you, smiling at the fake grin you had on your face. You were trying so hard not to show him just how worried you were because you also knew how worried he was about being around his family.
Which was stupid.
It’s his family.
He can spend a few days with his family. No big deal.
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Cait you have done it again!
Pairing: MLB!Chris Evans x Best Friend!Reader (female character)
Summary: After 29 years of friendship with Chris, there’s nothing you wouldn’t do for him. When he finds himself amid a PR nightmare at the same time your ex-boyfriend starts lurking around every corner, you enter into a mutually beneficial, strictly PR relationship to save his career and keep your ex away. But the lines begin to blur and lies get told, both you and Chris realizing you might’ve bitten off more than you can chew. Will you make it out unscathed or will you and Chris be just another PR relationship that ends in heartbreak and humiliation?
A/N: I refuse to post a part without thanking @tis-thedamn-season for being the amazing human that she is. That’s all.
Warnings: Drugs, language, reader has an abusive/controlling ex, reader and chris are both 29 years of age (this is what you guys voted on!). Let me know if I miss anything :)
W/C: 6.6k
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Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. All players and scenarios are made up completely. This story does not reflect things that actually happen in the MLB or with its players or with Chris in real life. Additionally, the reader’s family gets introduced in this series and are all OC’s made by me. If you don’t like that, please don’t read this series.
I do NOT give permission for my work to be translated or reposted on here or any other site. Reblogs, comments, likes, and feedback ALWAYS appreciated ❤
“No. Nope. Absolutely not.” You shook your head, pocketing your phone while you stared at Chris.
Today was supposed to be uneventful. Uneventful-ish. After the last two days… you needed uneventful. Apparently, Chris didn’t get the memo.
The tension you were carrying from the upcoming announcement of your relationship knotted every muscle in your back from the base of your spine into your neck and the massage you got this morning did nothing but give you an hour without your phone.
You were supposed to head into the office after your massage, get a few hours of work done, come home and enjoy a nice glass of expensive wine while the news of your new relationship dropped.
But instead, you’ve been working off of your phone all day, weaving in and out of sweaty men carrying boxes through your apartment, the plans for your relationship announcement have changed at least 7 times, and now here stood Chris.
His Red Sox hat was turned backward, sweat stains forming a perfect ‘V’ down his chest, the thin material clinging to his heaving chest and showing just a peek of the tattoos and chain he had underneath.
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Amazing!
Pairing: NHL!Chris Evans x Athletic Trainer!Reader (female character)
Summary: When you graduated from Northeastern University, you had your sights set on the West Coast. And then you were offered a position with the Boston Bruins Athletic Training Department. And then you met Chris. A 6′3″, ruggedly handsome hockey player dead set on making your life a living hell by pushing every button and getting on every nerve. Despite your obvious distain for each other and the ‘No Fraternization’ clause in your employee contract, you’re drawn together in a passionate, fiery love affair that seems to burn everything in its wake.
Warnings: Chris is an asshollleeee, language, sexual innuendos, parental death mentioned, legal alcohol consumption (reader is in late 20s), reader talking down about herself a little.
A/N: I need Connor in my life honestly.
W/C: 8k
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. All players and scenarios are made up completely. This story does not reflect things that actually happen in the NHL or with it’s players.
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“He’s not that bad…”
You rolled your eyes at Connor, moving the mouse so the computer came to life. It was almost 8am, Connor’s appointment with you was at 8:30, but he always brought you coffee and joined you at open so he could talk your ear off about whatever or whoever he did this weekend. Today, it was different. You were beyond exhausted after being kept awake all weekend by Marlowe and Payton’s relentless porno making and were not looking forward to the fact that you had to deal with Chris later today, too, so instead of focusing on Connor, you vented.
About everything. Not that he seemed to care.
But first, it started with Marlowe and Payton and your annoyance with their constant need to be wrapped up in each other, Connor’s rebuttal being that you were sad and single. Maybe he wasn’t wrong… but that didn’t save him from the shoulder punch you threw his way.
Then, you went off on a tangent about Chris. His attitude, his stupid fucking scowl and constant need to argue and undermine everything that came out of your mouth.
Connor’s ‘not that bad’ was in reference to your comment comparing him to Satan. You begged to differ.
“He is that bad, Connor.” You scoffed, shaking your head while you sipped from the large latte he provided this morning, “He’s probably not all sexist and grumpy when he’s around you.”
Connor’s eyebrows jumped up in surprise. “Sexist?”
“Why else would he want someone else? He thinks I’m incapable of helping him because I’m a woman.”
His eyes narrowed, “Did he say that?”
You huffed in response, turning your attention back to the computer so you could print out the client sheet for today.
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I am so freaking excited for this, not just cause it’s written by Cait, but it has my two loves Hockey and Chris Evans!!
If only it was the Blues instead
Pairing: NHL!Chris Evans x Athletic Trainer!Reader (female character)
Summary: When you graduated from Northeastern University, you had your sights set on the West Coast. And then you were offered a position with the Boston Bruins Athletic Training Department. And then you met Chris. A 6′3″, ruggedly handsome hockey player dead set on making your life a living hell by pushing every button and getting on every nerve. Despite your obvious distain for each other and the ‘No Fraternization’ clause in your employee contract, you’re drawn together in a passionate, fiery love affair that seems to burn everything in its wake.
A/N: This series will have smut, this is an 18+ blog. Minors, DNI.
Part 1 - Mr. Evans (1/17/2021)
Part 2 - Sweden Sounds Nice (1/21/2021)
Part 3 - The First Game (1/24/2021)
- there will be additional parts, this is all that I have written out so far! -
Can’t wait for all the sexual tension!
Pairing: MLB!Chris Evans x Best Friend!Reader (female character)
Summary: After 29 years of friendship with Chris, there’s nothing you wouldn’t do for him. When he finds himself amid a PR nightmare at the same time your ex-boyfriend starts lurking around every corner, you enter into a mutually beneficial, strictly PR relationship to save his career and keep your ex away. But the lines begin to blur and lies get told, both you and Chris realizing you might’ve bitten off more than you can chew. Will you make it out unscathed or will you and Chris be just another PR relationship that ends in heartbreak and humiliation?
A/N: YAY!!! LOVE THIS PART. And again, ya’ll can thank @tis-thedamn-season for letting me bombard her with messages a million times a day when I need to sort things out hahahaha
Warnings: Drugs, language, allusions to smut, reader has an abusive/controlling ex, reader and chris are both 29 years of age (this is what you guys voted on!)
W/C: 6.4k
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Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. All players and scenarios are made up completely. This story does not reflect things that actually happen in the MLB or with its players or with Chris in real life. Additionally, the reader’s family gets introduced in this series and are all OC’s made by me. If you don’t like that, please don’t read this series.
I do NOT give permission for my work to be translated or reposted on here or any other site. Reblogs, comments, likes, and feedback ALWAYS appreciated ❤
“Ha!” The sudden outburst caught you by surprise, but the almost hysterical laughter that followed didn’t.
You. Chris’s PR girlfriend? Yeah, right. Funny.
Cami pinned you with a look that clearly said: “This isn’t a joke.”
“Cami.” You reasoned, shaking your head. “No. It’s not- No.”
She sat back in her chair, shrugging her shoulders and resting her hands on her lap. “You did say it was a good idea. Someone local, a name the higher-ups know…”
Her statement ended like this was a no-brainer, but it was… whatever the hell was the opposite of a no-brainer is! Of course, you meant what you said, but you meant someone else. Someone… Realistic.
Heat warmed your cheeks when you peeked at Chris and saw the astonished look on his face.
Great. He’s fucking mortified by even the idea of being seen with me as anything more than a friend.
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The air that filled your office space thickened and you found it harder and harder to breath as Terry’s and Rick’s stares burned through your very skin. Chris was sitting in a chair next to your desk with his back turned to you and his face hidden under his Bruins cap.
“Y/N, please, take a seat.“ Rick urged and you obliged.
Your heart was beating out of your chest, you had absolutely no idea what was going to happen. Theories roamed inside your mind but none of them could even prepare you to what was going to happen next.
”I‘m sorry you had to find out about this, Y/N, this way. We waited for Chris to tell you himself but...”
Terry looked at Chris sternly. The latter stayed unfaltering in his seat.
“Chris, please, don’t make this harder than it already is for Y/N. Just show her!.”
”Show me what?” You screamed in complete panic and terror.
Chris stood up from his chair, took his cap off and laid his fingers on the edge of his chin. You kept shaking your head unable to fathom what he could possible be doing.
Chris then proceeded to lift his facemask off and reveal his true identity!
IT WAS FUCKING FLYNN RIDER! CHRIS FUCKING EVANS WAS FLYNN RIDER ALL ALONG!
No wonder he kept calling you princess and knew so much about Disney!
You were shook to your core and on the verge of dying from laughing your ass off loooool bestie this one is for that stupid anon and all those who question ur method! This is a safe space for shenanigans LEAVE US BE HATERS!
STOP
LMFAO
i love you guys lmfao
I just made the most unattractive cackling noise known to man hahahahaha
This chapter @time-for-a-lullaby has all the feelings! You hit it out of the park! Or technically made a goal with this chapter!!!
Pairing: NHL!Chris Evans x Athletic Trainer!Reader (female character)
Summary: When you graduated from Northeastern University, you had your sights set on the West Coast. And then you were offered a position with the Boston Bruins Athletic Training Department. And then you met Chris. A 6′3″, ruggedly handsome hockey player dead set on making your life a living hell by pushing every button and getting on every nerve. Despite your obvious disdain for each other and the ‘No Fraternization’ clause in your employee contract, you’re drawn together in a passionate, fiery love affair that seems to burn everything in its wake.
Warnings: Crude language. Chris is an asshole. Somewhat toxic relationship/situation. Lots of Angst, neglect from the previous part is mentioned in this one, too. (18+, please. Minors will be blocked.) Mentions of violence. I did write something about the reader not eating very well due to stress. Please do not read this series if you are not a fan of asshole Chris or fics with a lot of angst. As always, let me know if I missed anything!
A/N: I finished this like 2 minutes ago lmao please expect grammatical errors also, shout out to @blizzspeaks and @tis-thedamn-season for letting me bounce ideas off of you constantly hahaha i love and appreciate you more than you know!
W/C: 7.7k
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. All players and scenarios are made up completely. This story does not reflect things that actually happen in the NHL or with its players. Additionally, I talk about Chris’s family in this fic. Again, work of fiction and is no reflection of his parents or grandparents in real life.
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It’s been 2 weeks.
2 weeks since you walked out of Chris’s hotel room, his soft plea echoed through your mind constantly. For 14 days, you’ve heard Chris in your head telling you not to give up on him. You weren’t sleeping well, your appetite was nonexistent. You were taking this harder than your breakup with Dean.
Thankfully, 2 weeks is also the recommended recovery time for concussions. So while you were traveling with the team for the majority of the 14 days, Chris was home and recovering and you didn’t have to face him every single day.
Unfortunately, Connor was traveling with the team after being cleared to play. So every day, you were asked with a sad smile how you were feeling and what he could do to help. While you did appreciate it on some level, it was also starting to drive you crazy.
Which is exactly what got you to where you were now.
You’d gotten home late last night and promised yourself that the second you landed in Boston, you wouldn’t let Chris bring you down anymore.
So here you were at 6:30 on a Monday morning, standing in front of your full-length mirror in workout clothes, getting ready to go on a run. It was the first week in October, so you paired your workout leggings with a Bruins dri-fit quarter zip to keep warm, then threw on a pair of tennis shoes, grabbed your phone and AirPods, and headed downstairs.
Running has always been your favorite way to clear your head. After your break up with Dean, you ran 3 days a week for almost a year. Rain, sleet, snow, heat, or freezing cold. Concentrating on not passing out while you gasp for breath did a pretty good job at distracting you from your thoughts of asshole men who didn’t deserve you.
You trotted down the stairs, rolling your eyes when you saw Connor standing in the kitchen shirtless. “Jesus, do you live here now?”
He smirked, standing up from his bent-over position in the fridge and drinking OJ straight out of the container.
“Gah! Connor!” You walked over and snatched the carton from him. “You’re disgusting.”
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Series Summary: On paper you and Chris should work out perfectly, understand each other, except it’s never that simple… especially with the Cop vs Firefighter rivalry, a rivalry made worse by pushy parents.
Pairing: Firefighter!Chris x Cop!Reader
Series Warnings: Cop vs Firefighter Stereotypes! Description of Emergencies! Pushy and Demanding Parents! Angst! Fluff! SMUT! 18+ ONLY! Minor Character Deaths! More detailed descriptions at the beginning of each part!
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Meet the Characters!
Part 1: Long Day at the Office
Part 2: Dramatic Reunion
Part 3: Facing the Consequences
Part 4: Pulling Pigtails
Part 5: Doughnut Squad
Part 6: Friendly Rivalry
Part 7: The Evans Family BBQ
Part 8: Boiling Point
Part 9: Up in Flames
Part 9.5: Immediate Aftermath
Part 10: Burning Bridges
Part 11: How You Get The Girl
Part 12: Worth The Wait
Part 13: Bring Your Partner To Work Day
Bonus Drabble: Skater Boy
Part 14: Off My Mind
Part 15: Calm Waters
Part 16: The Storm
Part 17: Bulletproof Vest
Part 18: Moving On and Up
Part 19: The Eye Of The Hurricane
Part 20: Those You Choose
Epilogue
Bonus Epilogue
Sleeping Giant
Sleeping Beauty
Prank War
Home Sweet Home
Peek Into The Future
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