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I went ahead and did something!!! I should not have adult money.... I went and purchased a Chris Evans and Sebastian Stan calender. I fucking love those two so damn much!!! I have almost every movie they have been in!!!

Just watched Fresh!!!! Omfg.... There were so many red flags that she ignored... I knew Steve fucked up when she texted love you and she didn't respond with love you more!!!!! How and why does Sebastian do a fucking amazing job at playing evil characters... I was like damn.....

There are apparently four specific molds Chris Evans fits into according to his roles.

1) hero

2) lawyer

3) broke ass musician

4) someone whose grandfather has just died

Also. drug addicted asshole. But that was a crossover with lawyer.

Who do you think is a ass man and who is a breast man out of all the Cevans dudes? ;)

Thank you, nonnie, for the Ask. I love it!

Now, this question has been answered in various ways by various people. But it's all in how we personally see the characters. So, I will happily indulge, if you forgive how long this response became. I'll have to use a cut.

Ransom Drysdale

Ransom is totally an ass man. Probably because he can relate.

It’s why you’re never allowed to wear panties when you’re walking around the house. You’re better off anyway. So many have been torn and thrown aside each time he sees your shirt rise over your bum as you stretch to reach something on the tallest shelf in the kitchen.

Ransom may or may not have designed where he’s placed items just to take advantage of the fact.

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Mike Weiss

Mike Weiss is an ass guy, too. But mostly because he loves doing lines of coke off those sweet, round globes. And as he drags his nose across the line, he’s always sure to dip in between your cheeks to tongue your hole. It’s a high all on its own.

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Steve Rogers

Steve is Switzerland. Neutral. Ladies in his day didn't wear low-cut tops, but they did have form-fitting dresses. So, watching you walk ahead of him, your ass swaying back and forth, reminds him of his youth. He's hard, instantly, as young men often are. But it's more because he imagines himself picking you up, your legs wrapping around his waist as he carries you across the bedroom, large hands holding you by your bum. He’s a romantic at heart, and having you close to his chest while he can still fondle you, makes his heart sing.

But when he’s feral, which usually happens after a mission, or when Tony's simply pissed him off, he loves nothing more than to watch your breasts bounce as he fucks into you. But he never fucks you this way for long. Even though he often prefers cumming inside your various holes, there’s something about pushing your breasts together so he can slide his cock back and forth as you tickle his tip, that makes him lose his mind. Even though he ends up shooting his load over your face and neck this way, he can’t help thinking about how your breasts will swell so full and round when he finally breeds you.

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Ari Levinson

Ari is another neutral because he just loves every inch of you. From your pinky toe that he sucks on when's rubbing your tired feet at the end of the day as you're stretched out on the couch. To your eyes that spill tears as he's ruining you with his mouth, fingers, and cock.

In fact, he loves all of you so much, he’s often doing the work of two or three men when he ravages you. Three or four fingers stretching out your mouth as you coat them in your spit while his cock is kissing your cervix on every thrust as he drags himself over your silky, aching, walls, angling his hips so his pelvis brushes your clit. His free hand isn’t so free. It’s under your bum, fingers up your ass while his lips take turns tucking on each nipple.

Ari’s got you covered.

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Andy Barber

Andy loves boobs. Sure, he enjoys sinking into your tight hole as his fingers dip into your ass cheeks for leverage as he's pumping into you.

But your ass is like prime-rib. Beautiful to taste and dine on, but best savoured in small doses and on special occasions.

No. He loves your breasts. They're the perfectly well-seasoned chicken breasts he wants every damn night. Great for any occasion!

Which is why you always make a show of leaning over to tie your shoes or rub lotion on your legs after a shower. Andy enjoys the view and you enjoy the way your nipples respond to his attention. He’s usually on you quick. Sometimes, after a particularly grueling day, you think he treats them more like stress balls. It’s not unpleasant, but it usually makes you smirk, especially when you’re minding your own business, cleaning up after dinner, and he just walks by, taking hold of one, squeezing, then letting go and carrying on about his task without a word spoken otherwise.

But when he’s relaxed and lounging on the sofa and those hands wander - he can get you off just by the expert attention he gives them. You’re not sure how you cum with his mouth high above your clit, but you do, and you chalk it up to a man that just knows what he’s doing.

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Curtis Everett

Curtis is all about the ass. He's stuck on a train with hundreds of people. He sees boobs often, with the number of children always being born and the need to nourish them. But your ass, he purposely lets you go ahead, just so he can ogle your caboose (yeah. I went there)

It's always covered by your pants and he enjoys unwrapping his prize after he's trapped you in a corner. And let's face it, he's got a lot of anger to release, and the best way of doing that is grabbing hold of those fleshy cheeks and taking you to pound town. And this man loves nothing more than owning. He loves leaning back and watching as he slides in and out of you. You take him so well, and your ass never looks better than when it’s full of him.

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Colin Shea

Sweet man, Colin. He loves your ass, but it's your beautiful nipples that he loves to suck on for hours as he slides in and out of your heat, fingers stroking softly against the underside of your breasts. He loves those pretty sounds you make when he does, and it only makes him harder, knowing that he’ll be the best you ever had.

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Nick Vaughan

Nick is another boob guy. Not to toot his own horn (yep. Went there again) but he lavishes so much attention on them when he makes love to you, that you think you’ll die if he ever pulls away from them. His favourite thing is drawing a bath, rose petals sprinkled throughout, then pulling you in against his chest just so he could massage them and watch them buoy above the surface. He’ll busy himself with massaging you with that special foamy soap you love, and watch in awe as he brings clean water up to wash the soap away, and it makes a river between your breasts to travel back down to the bath.

He’ll get you off. Later. But he’ll do it with as much attention paid to your boobs as parts much lower

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Jake Jensen

Jake is all about the ladies. He worships them.

No really. He actually has a shrine of close-up photos in his tactical bag to remind him to not be stupid on missions and get home safely, just so he can rest his head on your love balloons.

You swear you wake in the night to his soft murmurs of adoration toward them as he takes a nipple in his mouth and falls back to sleep, your breast soothing him like a soother.

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I'm not even bothering with Johnny. We all agree he loves the ass because you cry the softest sounds when he turns up the heat as he's seated inside you.

Honourable Mentions:

Jake Wyker: He's young and a jock. He'll take it all and probably has no idea how to properly enjoy them.

Hayden: Harvard men are usually ass men, but this boy loves to go against the grain. He loves your boobs.

Freezy: Probably more of an ass guy, but that might be because he has easy access to it with you bound and gagged face-down on his bed.

Sketches/Studies for a Stucky Gangster AU - (2022)

Nothing serious for the moment, it’s just an “plot art bunny”. I posted several drawings on Twitter, asked my followers what they were thinking about, even made them choose between several looks for Steve (n°3 and n°6 seems to be the winners). When I have more time, I’ll draw a full series with Gangsters Steve and Bucky (Tony is a cop, Peter works undercover for Tony but the boys know, and…that’s it for the moment 😁. For the aesthetic, I’m going full 1996 Romeo + Juliet. Also, Bucky will have an arm inspired by Delft porcelain and matching tattoos 💙)

omfg!!! I love him!!!!!!!!

Captain America: The First Avenger | Behind the scenes | part. 1 / 2

Omg this is horrible!!! The stache is back and i hate it!!¡! I still love him though

.... i'm confused, all parts of me are confused

I wanna sue him, you and @the-soot-sprite. It's like Chris said "Hey what can I do to make myself less sexy yet still oddly appealing ?"

Me: 🧐🙁😟😦😧😭😳🤔🥵😨😧😨😭

Don't smile at me until you fix your face😡

tw // dark!andy, drugging, ovulation, ovulation cramps, late period, breeding kink, smut (implied? not much?), dirty talk, and more. 18+ MINORS!

god the concern on his face is something that doesn’t come naturally—it’s fake. when you wince in pain, the look is immediately plastered.

“are you okay, honey?” he questions, watching you from not too far. he’s only half a meter away from you. you nod your head, before shaking it.

“ovulation cramps. my period is kinda late, and it’s been happening for around two weeks now,” you tell him, finally opening up about your issues.

“should we go to the doctor?” andy questions, coming to your side and holding your hips. you immediately melt into his touch, pressing your body against his.

you shake your head again.

“maybe it’s a sign, y’know,” he mumbles as he presses a kiss to the side of your face. you lean into the affection, and he peppers smooches down to your neck.

“for?” you ask? moving your hand down to his hard cock. “for us to start trying,” he whispers in your ear and he pushes a hand between your thigh. you absentmindedly nod, before pulling your bottom lip between your teeth.

“yeah, we should. fuck, i need you so badly, andy,” you whimper, before slamming your mouth against his. he needs you too, if not more. you don’t know that, though.

and you also don’t know about the little crushed up pills in the food he makes for you.

I was on google and look what i found!!!!! HOLY FUCKING SHIT BALLS!!!!!! i want him so bad. I didnt think they could get any hotter but i was fucking wrong.. HELP ME IM DEAD!!

Pictures of Chris I think are hella hot

Siri!! I hope your week has been better!!! 😘😘😘 and, so do these menaces 😵‍💫🥴

That Ari GIF will never not make me thinking of him about to tap it from behind 😂😂😂 Liiike, any time, any place, beefcake sir 🥴 And thank you, beauty! Hope you’re doing well 😊❤️

FRANK ADLER | GIFTED (2017) | dir. MARC WEBB

So….today is my birthday, which I already hate, but a few people managed to ruin it even more when I was actually in a decent mood about it. Just know: your writing managed to pull me out of that negative headspace. I hope you are told constantly how wonderful it is. Now, back to your regularly scheduled hoe down

HAPPY BIRTHDAY! 🥳🎈🎉❤️ I’m sending a few GIFTs your way:

I’m sorry you had a shit day and people can suck but please know that I am sending you the biggest hug and birthday cake and fun horny energy 🥺❤️

Omfg?!??! 😍🥰🥴😚🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤

Chris Evans ⎜ New Outtakes from The Avengers Happy New Year ! I just wanna share these with you guys😘 but Do not remove my watermark please!

oh god!!!! i want him so bad

CHRIS EVANS for The Hollywood Reporter,2019.

i fucking love this!!!!!!

Take It All Off

Summary: Chris does not want you wearing another team’s jersey in his house. In fact, he doesn’t want you wearing anything in his house.

Pairing Chris Evans x Reader

Word count: 2K

Warnings: Smut, 18+, Minors DNI, Chris (he’s a warning. No plot lives here on Sinday

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A/N: Little drabble for a nonnie. Hope you like it

Do not copy, rewrite, translate or post my work anywhere. No permission given to copy, translate, rewrite or post my work. 

Music booms through the lower level of the house, the waning scent of pizza and mozzarella sticks from the earlier hour-long break wafting through the living room. Boxes stacked neatly in the hall, you’re  standing in front of a small tower, searching for one in particular. Turning the stack around with your foot, the black writing on the side comes into view.

You scan down until you find the one with your t-shirts and sweats; you wiggle the box out and head upstairs. “Chris, I’m going to get changed, I’ll be right back.”

“Darlin’ we don’t wear clothes in this house,” he yells from the couch, sorting through your books.

You scoff, jogging up the stairs, dodging more boxes on the landing. That man is incorrigible, he’s already tried to tell you he has a “must wake Chris up with sex” rule and a “must sit on Chris’s lap during the game” rule. He already talked you into taking your pants off when the movers left.  

Incorrigible.

In fact, if he could keep his hands to himself for more than five minutes, half your stuff would have already been unpacked. And your shirt would not be covered in marinara sauce.

Who finds eating mozzarella sticks sexy?

 Christopher Evans, that’s who.

He kept trying to kiss you while you ate, causing you to spill the sauce down your shirt. Which led to him licking it off your exposed chest while you playfully fought him off. You smile softly thinking about how he offered to let you lick some off of his chest. 

Three hours into your first day officially living with him and you love him even more.

You push the bedroom door open with the corner of the box, setting it on the end of the bed. Ruffling through it, you find one of your favorite old worn t-shirts, setting it on the top of the pile, you pull your stained shirt over your head.

“Damn,” Chris groans from the doorway, “take it all off, baby”. He openly ogles you, biting his lip. He can feel himself getting hard seeing your soft half-naked body in his room.

You roll your eyes, tossing the shirt in the wicker hamper by the door, you grab your t-shirt shaking out the wrinkles before pulling it over your head, “down Chris,” you joke.

Chris pouts, pushing his plump bottom lip out, his bright blue eyes despondently watching your chest disappear under the fabric, “aw c’mon, baby we got an hour before the game, we can finish getting your–,” he cuts himself off when he spots the offensive logo on your perfect body.

You look over at him, brows furrowed at the sight of his narrowed eyes. Chris places his hands on his hips, his black shorts clinging to his ass, his muscles popping out of the dark shirt with the patriots’ logo painted on. He walks to you slowly, his nostrils flaring, a faint flush on his cheeks.

He pokes you in the middle of your chest with his long index finger, “what the fuck is this?”, he asks, his voice deepening.

You glance down, confused by his sudden mood change until you see the logo under his finger.

Oh.

Your eyes flicker up to his face, you can feel the resentment and indignation rolling off him in waves. 

And you like it.

Since you started dating, you learned what buttons to push to get Chris to do what you want, but there’s nothing like discovering a brand new one.

You flutter your lashes innocently, keeping your eyes on him, and shrug, “they’re my favorite team,” you bite your lip, pushing his finger away to touch the logo reverently, “I thought you knew that”

Chris glares at you, holding your chin between his warm rough fingers, “since when?”

“Since that time they kicked your team’s ass,” you smirk. You don’t know if or when they played against the Patriots, but when the flush on his cheeks deepens, you know you made a good guess.

“Take it off,” he spits out, leaning so close you could count his long eyelashes, his plump lips almost touching yours.

You grab the waistband of his shorts and retort, “Make me Christopher,” mocking his tone.

God, his eyes burn with passionate fury. That look blazing through you, making you wet and throb so much it almost hurts when you see the veins in his neck pop up.

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Omg!!! im drooling.. And im at work.... Lord help me

I still can’t stop thinking about your thots on Beefy!Steve and Andy 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫 coochie meow meow needs attention from both of them and their cocks

Okay but sitting on this beefy Steve's lap

While this Andy stands over the both of you, watching Steve as he instructs Andy on how to please you.

so damn true!!! Fell in love with him when i was 14 watching Not Another Teen Movie.. Now i am 34 and he still is my celebrity crush!!!!!!!!

When it comes to Chris Evans, it doesn't matter if it's...

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My answer will always be

@sunshinebuckybarnes here you go ☺️

What do you think about exhibition kink ? And who do you think would have it, Buck or Steve?

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Pairing: Personal trainer/beefy Steve x reader

Warnings: Smut, Minors DNI, Steve is 6'4, praise kink, exhibition kink, degradation kink

A/N: As always do not copy, translate, rewrite or repost my works.

Co-owner of the infamous gym, the Brooklyn 107th and part-time boxer Steve has a huge exhibitionism kink.

A few weeks ago, he had the windows of his gym covered with a transparent plastic film that allows for his customers to work out without being seen by people on the street.

At least that's what he told everyone.

Really it's because he loves to fuck you in front of the ceiling to floor glass windows during your personal sessions.

He adored your body the second you stepped into his gym, asking if he could help you get in shape. He never offered personal training sessions until you.

And you were the only one who received his very special attention.

Your training sessions started off tame but the more he touched you, the more he craved you.

Soon your one-on-one sessions began to happen later and later because he wanted to spend time alone with you.

You made him nearly feral every time you worked out together. He couldn't stop thinking about all the filthy things he wanted to do to you.

The first time you softly grunted, the sound nearly sent him over the edge. He spent the entire hour hiding how hard he was.

Steve waited until you were in the parking lot before locking the doors, barely able to control himself before he reached the showers. His hand wrapped around his aching cock as he thought about how soft you felt as he helped you squat.

At night he dreamed about those sexy little grunts you made when you boxed or lifted weights, only in his mind you were making them because of him.

Steve tried to maintain his professionalism until one day he was in the middle of stretching your legs and he saw the wet spot forming on the crotch of your leggings.

His heart raced at the thought of you being as affected as he was.

You couldn't even feel embarrassed because he stared at it, at you with such lust you almost came right there on the yoga mat.

His eyes drifted up to your face and he bit his bottom lip as he gazed at you. Then his lips curled into a wide smirk. "Y'know I really should stretch all of you sweetheart."

Your hands slip, the pristine glass smudged by your sweat.

“God, please Steve, fuck fuck fuck fuck, I can’t.” The glass fogs up from your harsh, frantic pants, the condensation growing with each sob ripped from your throat. “Pleaseplease Steve.”

Steve growls in your ear, the feral sound making you whimper in response, another please falling from your lip.

“You can take it, you’re okay, take it, sweetheart.” Steve grits his teeth, his damp blonde hair plastered to his forehead. He’s never been in such a tight wet pussy, you have to take it because he can’t get enough of you.

You lean forward, pushing your forearms flat on the window, and pull yourself up on your tiptoes. No, you can’t, you can’t take anymore. It’s too good and fuuuck you can’t, you just need-Taking in a deep breath, you cry out in relief when your swollen cunt slides to the tip of his throbbing cock.

Your head lolls back and your pussy clenches down when you see his dark blue eyes glaring at you. Oh please, Steve. You thought you couldn’t get any wetter until you had 6’4 of pure tatted muscles behind you, his deep voice ringing in your ear “you better not run again sweetheart, take this cock like a big girl before I fuck you stupid.“

His wrapped hands grab your waist, his scarred, calloused fingertips dig into the soft dips of your hips, and he drops you back on his cock.

Pleasure bursts through your body so hard and fast, your legs collapse, your hands sliding down the window as you keen. Steve laughs when you wail his name, the thin high cries with each thrust making his cock even harder. One large, thick arm wraps around your waist and he pushes your body into the glass.

Steve’s hip snaps into yours over and over, the salacious sound echoing through the nearly empty gym. He slams his hand on the glass and grabs your chin with the other. Your dazed eyes rake over the busy street. The thin pane of glass is the only thing separating your naked body from the lunchtime rush of people outside.

“Look at them,” he pants in your ear, “wonder if they know what a cockdrunk little slut you are for me. My sweet little slut, so fucking good for me. “

Steve knows you love it when he talks to you like this, making you take every thick inch and praising you for doing so good. Your greedy pussy clamping down on him tighter and tighter with each filthy praise.

He slides his fingers down to your clit and rubs your aching bundle of nerves so softly, a sharp contrast to the way he’s pounding into your cunt.

“Want me to open one of the windows and let them see how good you are, taking my cock like the good fucking girl you are. You want that, sweetheart?”

You feel his deep laughter on your skin when you moan in response, too far gone to form coherent words. You’ll let him fuck you in the middle of the ring before his next match if he keeps doing that. More broken pleases, for him to stop, go deeper, just please Steve. Fuck you, don’t know what you want, only that it’s too much and you want more.

“That’s it, sweetheart, that’s how you take my cock, so fucking proud of you sweetheart, now let’s-“ Steve places his hand on your back and forces you into an arch and he hits a patch just inside your pussy and you see stars.

The windows rattle when you slap your hands on them, you don’t notice the people turning their heads in your direction, too overwhelmed by the sweltering heat blazing through your belly, the knot fraying and unraveling as you sob.

His name a chant on your tongue as you come hard, so hard it nearly hurts.

“Good girl,” he praises, groaning when your walls flutter around him. “That’s my girl.”

You slump against the cool glass as Steve continues to fuck you, his hips slapping into yours two, three more times before warmth coats your spasming walls. He kisses along the back of your neck, murmuring more praises as he pulls your trembling body from the window.

“Good warm-up sweetheart.” He nips your shoulder, his hands sliding around your belly. “Now it’s time for your cardio.”

Drawn to Love

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader

Word Count: 1,282

Summary: Bucky catches you swooning over the animated version of him in ‘What If?’ and at first he’s grumpy about it..

Author’s Note: So this idea just came to me after seeing the clips from What If? and how cute animated Bucky is. I mean I may have swooned myself…hehe Thank you all so very much for reading! Much love always ❤❤❤ Divider by the lovely @imerdwarf 

Warnings: lots of fun fluff, teases, grumpy Bucky, Steve cameo and then it ends with dirty talk and implied smut (18+ ONLY PLEASE!!!)

Gif not mine: Credit goes to @unearthlydust thank you so very much :) 

“What’s that smile about?”

You whip your head up at the sound of Bucky’s voice next to your ear.

“NOTHING!” you nearly shout and slam close the iPad.

“Baby doll…you have that lovey-dovey look on your face again.”

He narrows his eyes before plopping down next to you on the couch. You give him a dazzling smile that looks far too guilty and repeat your answer from earlier.

“Nothing Buck.”

He tilts his head suspiciously before distracting you with a soft kiss and grabbing the iPad away. He rushes into the kitchen and opens it, keeping you away with his metal arm.

“BUCKY! OH MY GOD. GIVE IT BACK!” you scream, trying your best to get at him.

“That’s me,” he deadpans. “You’re watching the ‘What If?’ clips?”

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Oh damn!!!! Me likey

Title: Unwrapped

Pairing: Soft Dark!Andy Barber x Reader

Summary: You go home to heal for the holidays, and after running into your ex, you wish you hadn’t. 

Word count: 12,005

Warnings: Stalking, Manipulation, Gaslighting, Dubious Consent, Breeding kink, Noncon, Dead Dove: Do not eat, Burnt Fluff, Choking, Nonconsensual Drug use, MINORS DNI!

A/N: omg. okay i’m so sorry, this came out so long, haha. this is my entry for @stargazingfangirl18 , @navybrat817 and @drabblewithfrannybarnes​ Hoeliday challenge! i really tried to tell kind of a complete story, so any and all feedback is appreciated! please let me know if this is too hard to read in one go and i’ll break it into two parts, lol. divider by @firefly-graphics​

my prompts were: Andy Barber, Someone showing up from your past, Sad memories of holidays past, and i decided to use both prompt quotes, which will be bolded! “Can’t wait till we get home, honey. You got me so hard for you.” / “Please? I’ve been extra good this year.”

This is a work of FICTION, and it is Dark, so I assume once you’ve clicked through the link that you are comfortable with that. I do not give consent for my work to be copied, translated, or posted elsewhere, even if I am credited. This work is entirely mine, and unbeta’d, so read at your own risk! 

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Your head throbbed with the telltale signs of a migraine as you stared irritatedly at the baggage carousel. Flying always made you tired and irritable, and the baby crying behind you had done nothing to help matters; a long trip made inexorably worse by stress. Your beat up leather suitcase and it’s telltale orange ribbon came around the curve, and you reached for it, lugging it off with a huff.

You were already dreading meeting your mother at the gate, a sour taste in your mouth. She was expecting Mike to be with you, and up until three weeks ago, you had been looking forward to the very same thing. Your parents loved Mike—so much that they’d invited him back for the holidays personally that year. 

It was too bad Mike had had other plans—chiefest among them apparently was fucking as many girls on random hook-up apps as he could.

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oh my heart

Oh i can imagine the possibilites

this bucky with this steve

i fucking love him..... Soooo damn much

Hollywood Heals

Yes daddy

the daddyfication of steve rogers

CHRIS EVANS by Robbie Fimmano for Esquire, 2019.

oh my god!!!! i want them so bad!!

Positively Thirsty

Let’s share some thirst, lovelies. Feel free to add on!

why does the last gif do something for me.. I mean seriously... God Chris is going to kill me one of these days!!!!!

CHRIS EVANS as ANDY BARBER in Defending Jacob (2020) - Ep. 1

omfg!!!!! 🥰😘🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤

#this is too much to handle