Me: Im A Strong Independent Woman Who Dont Need No Man Ugh Boys Are A Waste Of My Ti-

Me: “I’m a strong independent woman who don’t need no man ugh boys are a waste of my ti-”

Chris Evans: ;)

Me:

Little Moments

Chris x Reader

Rating: K

Warning: This was made late at night and probably has a bunch of errors! SUPER FLUFFY!

Author’s Note: I don’t know what to write! I thought of this and just went with it...

Plus, I tried experimenting with this story. Hopefully it’s okay! 

In the story, (y/d/n) is older than the gif but I couldn’t resist adding it. This is by far one of my favorites gifs of Chris.

“Daddy! Daddy, look!”

The soft cries of your daughter carried across the lawn as she ran closer towards your husband, the sparkler still held firmly in her hand. Her pigtails bouncing with each step, she finally stopped before him as the sparkler flashed before her blue eyes, highlighting the evident excitement that was found within her widened gaze. With reassurance that Chris was watching, she stepped back, twirling in a circle as the light followed her every move, causing her to squeal in delight at the ‘design’ she had just made.

Of course, her father was quick to join in the laughter, quickly pulling out his phone as he begged her to do it again. With a quick nod, she did, yelling throughout the process that she was trying to make Captain America’s shield. Yet despite the odd scribbles that lit the night from (y/d/n) attempt, Chris only encouraged her, proclaiming with excitement that he could see the star in the middle as she did the final touches. As she stopped, her smile grew at her father’s words. She fidgeted in place as she then asked what she should draw next for everyone to see.

But as Chris quickly put away his phone and began to kneel before her, (y/d/n) shrieked. Tears quickly sprung into her eyes as she watched the sparks reach closer to her skin, waiting for the moment when the once fun object would harm her. Suddenly, with a toss of her hand, she threw it away, letting it hit the grass behind her as she leaped forward into the safe embrace of her father.

Pudgy arms wrapped around his neck as he quickly kissed her head, pulling them both off the ground as he soothed her cries. His hands rubbing her back, he glanced up at you, his eyes flashing with worry and amusement before he softly began to whisper into her ear.

As his heavy steps came closer to the small blanket that you had laid out, he pulled her away, facing her towards your open embrace that she happily took. Her red, white, and blue (or what she liked to call her ‘Captain America’ dress) fanned around her as she sat on your lap, taking the cookie you offered. Her soft sniffles filled the air as she nibbled on the treat, trying to calm her racing heart from what she no doubt thought was a near death experience.

With your arms wrapped tightly around her, you lay your head against your husband’s shoulder, kissing his neck lightly as you spoke softly against his skin. 

“Thank you for doing this.”

Chris laughed, wrapping one arm around your waist to pull the two of you in close before using the other hand to lift your chin up. His lips quickly found yours, reveling in the small moment of peace before your daughter interrupted. With a few quick pecks after, he leaned his forehead against yours, a wide grin on his face as his eyes stayed focused on your panting lips.

“Don’t thank me for spending time with my family. You know there’s no place I’d rather be.”

His words caused your smile to grow, matching his as you both turned towards the impatient little girl that lay between you. With the sparkler incident forgotten, her eyes stayed glued to the sky, surprisingly ignoring the two of you as she waited for the first spark of light to make its way into the dark night. Finally, after a few moments, she huffed, looking back as a pout spread across her lips.

“How much longer mommy?”

“Soon love. Why don’t you blow out the candles while you wait?”

She pulled away from you, leaning over to blow each candle out. Her loud attempts made you laugh as you watched her quickly back away as each candle was out, avoiding the smoke before moving on to the next.

On her hands and knees, she paused before blowing out the last one. A soft fizz sounded behind her as the first bright flame took over the sky, cracking loudly as a burst of green erupted. The candle forgotten, she quickly scrambled to her feet, standing before the blanket as she tilted her head up, watching as green mixed with red, blue, and white to create a sequence of designs.

Leaning over, you blew out the last candle before grasping (y/d/n) in your arms. With quick reassurance that she’d see better, you lay her down between you and Chris, moving to meet her on the ground as she began to point out each new firework. You giggled alongside your daughter as she tried to think of what each one reminded her of. Each circle was different, despite their similarities.

“Mommy, that one’s a beach ball!”

“That one’s a lily pad!”

Soon, Chris and you started naming a few as well, watching with smiles on the both of your faces as your daughter quickly agreed, moving onto the next one before it disappeared.

As the pattern continued, you looked over her head, watching as Chris focused on the small girl as his smile grew wider with every word she said while he nodded along to each proclamation. As you gazed down at your daughter, you couldn’t help but follow Chris’ actions, kissing the side of her head as she began to ramble, the finale of the show sending her into a whirlwind of emotions as she tried to keep up with the excitement.

One hand had found its way over to Chris, squeezing it softly as you closed your eyes, focusing on (y/d/n)’s voice as a silent sigh left your lips.

You couldn’t wait for more memories like this.

some things never change :)

Hey I'm Samantha Riddle...I wanted to see if request were still open...I hope it's not to much but I don't see alot of big women writings and I'm a big woman who would just love to have one story or one shot or what ever you feel comfortable with.

Hi! Requests are definitely open and I would love to write something like this for you!

This topic is so important to me. No matter what someone’s size is, they are perfect just the way they are and I would love to see more stories that portray their characters with different sizes, etc.

I’m a little bit on the big side as well and I’ve experienced a lot of low self esteem issues over the years. To be honest, back when I was in high school, I remember reading a fanfiction that showcased a heavier character. To see this character find happiness despite her weight just lifted my spirits and encouraged me to feel better about myself. For that reason, I would love to see more of these stories! Even if my own work doesn’t give people the same feeling, I want to at least try. :)

Sorry if I was going off topic!

Anyways, do you have a character in mind for the request? Steve? Chris? Also, did you have a specific scenario you wanted me to include? :)

Meeting Captain America

Chris Evans x Reader

Rating: T 

Warning: Edited at three in the morning (lol) 

Requested by an amazing anon! 

Author’s Note: I love Disneyland! After seeing this request, I was so excited yet...really scared. There are so many wonderful Disneyland stories that I wanted to do something original. Then...this happened. I tried to be funny but I think it backfired. :( Hopefully it’s not as bad as I think it is...

You weren’t embarrassed to admit that you had an obsession with Disney.

From the movies to the memorabilia, you couldn’t resist collecting them all, making your house look like a Disney museum. Once you moved in with Chris, they came with you, fitting in with his own set of collectibles that littered the house, all mixing into a room that you both had declared ‘The Disney Lair.’ Yet despite how many items were crammed within the four walls, it always grew, slowing leaking into the other rooms until it became a game within the Evans household to find the hidden Mickeys in each room.

If that wasn’t enough, it didn’t help that Disneyland was only a short drive away. As an annual passholder, you were proud to proclaim that you often visited the park especially when your boyfriend was away. You looked to the parks for comfort, letting the magic of the place heal the pain that came with a long-distance relationship. Yet despite the frequent visits you made to the Happiest Place on Earth, the news of going once more with the Evans clan was easily accepted.  

To say you were excited to be at Disneyland once more would be an understatement.

Going alone was fun but getting the chance to go with the man you loved and his family was different. With them, they understood the craziness that came with a love for Disney and they openly embraced it along with you. A trip was planned months in advance, disneybound costumes were made, and the Disney puns began to increase as soon as the idea was first suggested.

Now, a few months later, here you were with them all, looking up at the iconic Sleeping Beauty castle.

With one hand tightly gripping Chris’, you quickly adjusted your Belle ears, looking down at the matching Belle disneybound outfit before turning directions for Tomorrowland. Miles leading the way, he pulled Lisa along towards the character that soon had Chris dying in laughter.

Captain America.

The face character stood proud in his Avengers costume as he struck a new pose with his latest guest, the shield placed in her hand as the little girl tried to copy the actions she had seen so often in the movies. As the shield proved to be too big for her, ‘Captain America’ easily swooped her into his arms before smiling once more towards the camera.

As you all headed to the back of the line, you let Chris have his moment as he leaned against the wall, holding his left boob. His eyes continually shifting between the excited Miles and the man who was portraying the character he often played, he kneeled down towards the boy, holding his shoulders as he spoke between his laughs.

“Bud, why do you want to meet him when the real one is right here?”

With a pause, he finally calmed down, shooting his nephew a wink before striking the same pose ‘Captain America’ had just done. His grin widened as he heard Miles giggle, the small boy simply shrugging at the question before going back to slowly watch the line diminish.

As Chris stood back up, you quickly latched onto his arm, leaning back as you spoke loud enough for the entire family to hear you tease the man.

“I don’t know babe. Maybe this is a good thing. He could teach you a thing or two.” You copied Miles’ shrug before stepping away only to be quickly pulled back into the strong embrace of your boyfriend. A gasp escaped his lips as he lay his chin on your shoulder, giving you a glimpse of his exaggerated pout from the corner of your eyes. Soft whines left his lips as his hands tightened their grip on your hips, his voice pretending to crack as he finally replied.

“How could you?”

With that, you couldn’t control yourself. You laughed, giving into the motion as your head tipped back to rest against his shoulder. Your Mickey ears falling to the ground, you then turned in his embrace, wrapping your arms around his neck as you focused on his playful blue eyes. As you paused to catch your breath, you focused on his hands rubbing your back, taking a moment to calm down before leaning in close to whisper in his ear.

“You ass. Stop making me seem like an idiot in front of your family.”

“Too late for that.”

You gasped, moving to slap his arm but he quickly caught on to your actions, stopping your hand only to bring it to his lips and kiss the back. With a smile, he shrugged before pointing to himself.

“I never said that it was a bad thing. They think you match my personality perfectly. Two idiots falling in love…what could go wrong?” Instantly, your expression softened as you looked at the genuine expression on his face. With a small nod, you quickly kissed him before teasing him one last time.

“Great way to woo the girls Evans. Call them an idiot.”

“It got you, didn’t it?”

You dramatically sighed, nodding while trying to pull away only for Chris’ grip to tighten.

“Sadly, it did.”

“You love me.”

“I do.”

“Alright love birds, stop ignoring us and get over here! We’re almost to the front.”

With Scott’s yell, Chris chuckled; his lips quickly kissing your cheek before you both moved to step forward. The line had gone by quickly, leading all of you to be one family away from meeting the star spangled superhero.

Miles stood at the front of pack, quickly running over to Captain America as soon as the cast members gestured them forward. As he stood before the costumed hero, you couldn’t help but applaud how well the actor portrayed your boyfriend. With gusto, he tried to get your boyfriend’s nephew to enjoy his short time with him.

If only it didn’t backfire.

With each word that left the man’s lips, Miles’ frown deepened, his head quickly looking between the confused man and his uncle. With a gesture to make the actor kneel before him, he whispered in ‘Captain America’s’ ear. Despite his attempts to stay quiet, everyone around them heard, sending them all into a fit of laughter.

“Mommy says it’s not nice to be mean but…you’re not really Captain America. My uncle is.”

Finally, the man broke character; glancing at the family before he froze once he saw the actual representation of his character. A light pink dusted his cheeks as he stumbled back while trying to find something to say to this odd situation. His eyes looking to the cast members, they appeared to be as flustered as him as they openly stared at the actor that stood beside them.

With one more laugh, you pushed Chris forward, letting him handle the situation as he quickly picked up Miles.

“This, I need a picture of. Captain America meets Captain America? Classic. Come on guys, help me out here.”  Instantly, every member of the family pulled out their phones as they took pictures of now posing trio. They all suppressed their laughs, hoping to not make any more of a scene.

After snapping a few yourself, you quickly escaped, avoiding the formalities while going to find an ice cream stand to reward your charming boyfriend. With your wallet ready, you began to stand in yet another line. With Chris’ Twitter pulled up, you started the tweet you knew he would want to no doubt post as you slowly crept closer to the cart.

Soon, you ordered enough ice cream to feed the army. Your wallet pulled out to pay, you sighed as a hand quickly beat you to it though. As you gathered the treats, you quickly tossed the phone to Chris, letting him finish the message as you walked away from him once more. Only this time, he caught you.

His hands placing the food on the ledge beside you, he dragged you into the corner of the building before pulling you in for the kiss that was long overdue. His hands holding your cheeks, he pulled you in close, a soft moan escaping his lips before he finally pulled away. His breath labored, he flicked you on the head, giving you another pout as he moved to hold your hand tightly.

“Stop running away from me.”

“I didn’t want to ruin the moment you were having with the staff. I swear…I thought they were going to pass out.” He smirked, kissing your forehead softly.

“I’m all yours now.”

You smiled, pulling back to kiss his lips quickly before gesturing to the already melting ice cream bars.

“As much as I love to hear that, we only have…” You paused, looking at your watch as your eyes widened. “…thirty minutes until Mickey and the Magical Map begins.”

He smiled, motioning towards their linked hands before giving a grand sweep of the area.  

“Lead the way.”

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