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arranged: pt. 4 (come home to me)

arranged - pt. 4 (come home to me)

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. Guns, violence, reader stitches up Chris, blood. A teeny little bit of smut but nothing crazy. (18+only)

A/N: I love this part. so much. like so fucking much. another shout out to @delilahjamesevans and @blizzspeaks for helping me out!

also, this one is 100% dedicated to you guys. your love for this series put me at 3k followers and I cannot believe it. I LOVE YOU GUYS SO MUCH!

W/C: 6.2k

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!

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You studied Chris as he moved around the kitchen, the clanking of pots and pans combined with the string of obscenities he was mumbling over his breath made you chuckle. He turned, throwing you a playful scowl. Keeping an eye on him over the brim of your coffee mug, you smirked, “Need help?” you teased before blowing the hot beverage lightly. 

“I survived for 35 years without a wife, I am perfectly capable of cooking breakfast,” he growled. 

You hid another snicker by sipping your coffee, knowing damn well Chris had a cook up until you moved in. Once you found out that Chris had a cook, you’d asked kindly for them to be relieved so that you were able to take that over. It seemed so 1950s at the time, but you knew that as the wife of a don, you couldn’t work, so you needed something that gave you some kind of purpose during the days. This week, you’d started diving into baked goods, trying your hand at an assortment of cupcakes, muffins, beignets, cookies, etc. You were pleasantly surprised when you came home from lunch with your mom to find a stack of cookbooks on the kitchen island for you. Chris teased you yesterday about needing to find a new hobby, one that wouldn’t ruin his 6 pack, to which you asked for his black card, as a joke, and he was all too quick to hand it over. He was totally fine with shopping being your new hobby. 

“Let me help you, marito.” (husband)

A smile tugged at his lips when you cooed the Italian term of endearment as he impatiently waited for the gas range to flicker to life, “I got it, I got it. Sedersi e rilassarsi.” (sit and relax)

Sedersi e rilassarsi. Sedersi e rilassarsi. You repeated it a couple of times in your brain before shaking your head in defeat, “Tradurre.” (translate) You and Chris had been working on your Italian over the past couple of days, one of the only words you had to use regularly was ‘translate’. 

“Sit and relax, cara, I’m handling it.” 

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Cait you did it again! Another masterpiece! *chefs kiss* you now deserve a break until the next idea comes to you.

out of left field series: epilogue - pt. 2

Out Of Left Field Series: Epilogue - Pt. 2

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. 

Warnings: Pregnancy, lots of fucking fluff. underage and of age alcohol consumption. throwing up. 

W/C: 1.9k

A/N: I was pronouncing Samara’s nickname as “Saw-mee” not, Sammy. But do whatever you want hahaha

SURPRISE! The second epilogue! I know i said it would wait until Friday, but i need you guys to cry with me

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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 happen in the MLB, with its players, or with Chris in real life. Additionally, the reader’s family gets introduced in this series and are all OCs made by me. If you don’t like that, please don’t read this series.

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“Are you sure I look okay?”

You blinked rapidly, willing away the tears that clouded your vision as you stared at your best friend’s beautiful daughter, “You look amazing, Sami,” you cleared your throat and looked away, dabbing your tissue under your eye. 

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Burnin’ Up - Firefighter Chris AU Masterlist

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!

Masterlist

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

Headcanons/Extras

Sleeping Giant

Sleeping Beauty 

Prank War

Home Sweet Home

Peek Into The Future

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the boston brute series: pt. 13 - bye, princess (sneak peek)

The Boston Brute Series: Pt. 13 - Bye, Princess (Sneak Peek)

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.

A/N: I just finished pt 13, my brain is fried. that is all. this sneak peek and part are VERY angsty.

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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He sat on the edge of your bed, looking over at you as you cried. “Don’t do this.”

A sob burst through your mouth as you pulled your knees up to your chest. Why did he have to know you so well?

Chris turned to face you, worry lines etched into his forehead and you longed to run your thumb over them. “Don’t do this, Y/N.”

You shook your head, avoiding his eyes and staring at the comforter on your bed. “Maybe we were stupid to think it could ever work,” you whispered.

He scrubbed a hand over his beard, “You don’t mean that.”

“Chris… Maybe it’s just… Not in the cards.” Every word that came out of your mouth was like a knife to the heart.

He stood, pacing the floor by the foot of your bed. “You don’t mean that, Y/N.” He said again, his voice stern. Chris came over, kneeling by your bed, his blue eyes glossy with tears. “Look at me.”

You shook your head, your eyes filling with tears. “Chris…”

“Look at me, Y/N.”

After taking a deep breath, you turned your head slightly, finally meeting his gaze.

“If that’s what you want, I’ll go. If it’s what you want, I’ll walk away right now. You look me dead in the eyes right now and tell me you don’t love me and you don’t want to make it work, I’ll leave. But you have to look me in the eyes and tell me this, Y/N.”

Cait you have done it again!

out of left field series: pt. 3 - target practice

Out Of Left Field Series: Part 3 - Target Practice

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

Out of Left Field Series Masterlist

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 ❤

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“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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Fixer Upper - Mechanic!Curtis AU Masterlist

A/N: Here is the masterlist for the Mechanic!Curtis AU! This won’t be a full series, but a collection of interlinking oneshots, drabbles etc as and when I think of them!

They won’t be posted in chronological order but the Masterlist will be!

If there’s a scene you want to see let me know by sending me an ask!

Warnings will be tagged in each part!

Saving Dougie

Change The Oil

IS THAT AN AXE?!

Open Mic Night

Grow A Pair

F*ck Him

Drinks Maybe?

The First Date

Glowing Review

Titles

Come Closer

The Worst Kind Of People

The Grinch

Fiddling Fingers

Glasses Are Sexy

Newest Crewmate

The End Of The Road

A Long Day

Headcanons/Extras

What does Curtis drive?

Happy Valentine’s Sweetheart

arranged: pt. 2 (mi assecondi)

arranged - pt. 2 (mi assecondi)

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. Mention of running away. (18+ only, please)

A/N: GAH THIS PART. Also HUGE S/O to @delilahjamesevans and @blizzspeaks for letting me bounce all of  my crazy ideas off of them. You guys are amazing!

W/C: 8.1k

Italian and Italian translation in italics.

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The next few days flew by but also drug on. You woke up around 5:30 every morning, enjoying a cup of coffee in the kitchen before getting yourself ready for the day and then making breakfast for you and Chris. Neither of you really said more than 4 or 5 words to each other throughout the day. He would mumble something to you about needing to work and then he would disappear for hours. You hadn’t enjoyed dinner together yet. But still, you made something nice, waited at the table for an hour before eventually wrapping his plate in foil and placing it in the fridge. You’d leave a note on the door of the fridge that dinner was in there and the next morning, the note and the plate would be gone. So, he was obviously getting the message. 

You kept to yourself, excusing yourself back to your room after breakfast or sitting in the living room and diving into one of the many books Chris had. He was gone all day, so it wasn’t really like you needed to entertain him or act busy. Before your wedding, your father took your cell phone, stating that you didn’t need that one anymore and that if Chris wanted to supply you with one, he would. He didn’t. It’s been 3 days now since the wedding. 3 days since you’ve talked to anyone besides yourself or Chris. You searched high and low for a landline the day before and came up empty handed and you weren’t entirely sure how to breach the subject with Chris. 

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The Arrangement Masterlist

Summary: Jake's done a lot of things to keep his sister, and then his niece, safe from his parent's influence and manipulation. If he wants to keep them safe, he has to marry you.

Prologue

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

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Jake's Cooking Skills

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the boston brute series: pt. 6 (don’t give up on me)

The Boston Brute Series: Pt. 6 - Don’t Give Up On Me

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, Chris being hit. The reader is cornered and made uncomfortable by someone in her hotel room. Forced Proximity with 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!

A/N: all I can say is… emotional damage…

W/C: 9.8k

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 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 POV*

Thursday Night:

“Bro, what the fuck?!” Connor yelled after Chris, jogging to catch up with him after you’d quite literally shoved him out of your house. His track record for leaving your house peacefully wasn’t looking good. 

Chris didn’t blame you, though. He deserved it. 

But he saw the look on your face when he told you you were beautiful and he panicked. He had been honest with you, though. Chris thought about you constantly. All-day, every day. His thoughts revolved around you, which scared the living fuck out of him. It’s the whole reason he’d kept his distance this week. The two of you didn’t really even know each other that well and the way he felt about you, the protectiveness and the want, scared him. 

It was no secret that he’s gotten around. He’s hooked up with his fair share of women, some more than once. But he’s never felt this desperate for someone before. 

He’s never ached to touch someone like he ached to hold you. 

No one’s smile has even made his stomach flip like yours does. 

It was confusing for him. 

He’d never had an example of what love or healthy relationships should look like and even though he craved that with you, he knew he could never have it. He didn’t deserve it. You didn’t deserve a relationship that would be doomed from the start. You deserve someone who could treat you like you were meant to be treated. Someone who worshipped you. Not that Chris wouldn’t, per se, but it wasn’t enough. No matter how deeply he could fall, he knew that he would always do something to fuck it up.

“Chris, bro. Stop!” Connor reached out, grabbing Chris’s bicep and pulling him to a stop. “What the fuck happened?”

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