#let me quickly write this while half asleep :zany:

[jas-michaud]

jas is usually not one to take advantage of others. but she is one to take advantage of opportunities, so she is using her impending graduation as an excuse to force scott to let her fix his nails. she’s not painting them or anything, yet, just pushing his cuticles and buffing. she hums happily while she works. “obviously you’re going to miss me a ton when i’m gone,” she says knowingly, filing a nail before her eyes flit up to meet his. “so you should come visit us in dc once the school year is over.” jas assumes scott would book a hotel room, but she’d offer him the couch, which is allowed since it’ll be her place too. in this scenario, she’s also picturing luce coming, especially to see georgetown friends. weirdly, cosmically, she pictured the two of them, jas and scott, getting almost killed this year, somehow, like there was a prophecy half fulfilled. thankfully, all they got was double agents gathering useless information for probably no good reason. / @scottrileys​

[ihaveavengersbedsheets]

Amok!

Hey everyone! So what better way to celebrate my favorite holiday that to write something with it being a central theme? I fucking love Halloween but I also just love creepy/spooky things in general. This isn’t really spooky though but it does involve costumes! If you’d like to be tagged please let me know and I’ll be happy to do so!

Pairing: Chris Evans x Reader

Warnings: SMUT, NSFW, 18+, etc.

“Sexy Cat in the Hat?” Chris wiggled his eyebrows as we browsed through the pop up Halloween store. I rolled my eyes and smacked him the shitty, plastic Cap shield I’d found.

“Hell no.” We walked some more as we looked at all the cheaply made yet expensive costumes, The Monster Mash playing for the umpteenth time. I loved Halloween, it was my favorite holiday and roaming through costume stores was just part of the fun. Chris and I weren’t doing a whole lot that year except staying in and passing out candy. I did finally convince him to watch House of 1000 Corpses with me and couldn’t wait for his reaction to the zany Rob Zombie film.

“Sexy Minion?” Chris held up the package with his lips pressed together and my jaw dropped. He placed it back and picked up another one quickly. “Ooo! Sexy Olaf!”

“How about the Skeleboner for you?” He clutched a hand over his chest as he nearly cackled and I shook my head with a laugh of my own. “Stop suggesting sexy costumes for me! I’m handing out candy to children and I can’t be showing my ass everywhere or defiling their favorite characters. Maybe I’ll just wear my Star Trek uniform again.”

“Oh c’mon! Where’s the fun in that?”

“Says the man who’s going as “Steve Rogers” by wearing khakis and baby gap white tee.” I sassed back as his arm slid around my waist. I looked around me and nearly gasped when I saw the manikin at the back of the store. It was the even more expensive section so it was a near perfect replica. While I didn’t have 2 other people to join me in the costumes, I didn’t care. The opportunity to be one of my favorite characters overwhelmed me so I nearly dragged Chris over to it.

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“Aw, you guys look great!” I praised when I saw three children at the doorstep. “Alright here we go, a king sized candy bar for each.”

“Awesome!” The kid dressed as Batman exclaimed.

“Great Sarah Sanderson costume!” The mom complimented and I twirled my skirt a little.

“How could I refuse?”

“I’m Wonder Woman!” The little girl yelped and I laughed.

“Oh you’re so amazing! I loved your movie!” The kids said thank you and bounced over to the next house. When I turned around, Chris was just coming out of the bathroom in his “costume”.

“You missed some pretty cool super heroes, DC though.” I stated and placed the bowl of candy on the little stand near the door.  I looked back and he was leaning against the wall with a smirk on his face. “What?”

“You look so damn sexy right now, y’know that?”

“Well thank you, you can’t play Sarah Sanderson without being sexy.” I fixed my bodice and cleared my throat. “I am beautiful! Boys will love me!” I quoted dramatically and scrunched my hair slightly. Chris grabbed my waist and pulled me too him, his hands drifting up and down my sides.

“And oh do they love you.” He murmured. “They just wanna rip this right off.”

“Oh you better not! I love this costume!” I scoffed and he leaned down to nibble at my neck, making me jump against him. “Chris we’ve still got trick or treaters coming.” His biting went down to the slope of my breast that was pressed up due to the bodice. Unlike with my neck, he started trying to mark me and I gasped.

Ding dong

He groaned and set his forehead against my collarbone and I laughed.

“C’mon, Cap, we’ve got your public to serve! And I swear to god if I have to answer the door with a hickey not only are we going to finish House of 1000 corpses but we’re also gonna watch Antichrist instead of Sweeny Todd.”

“Please no.”

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“Well, I think that should be the last of the trick or treaters?” I yawned against Chris’ chest.

“We had a lot more this year.”

“Maybe we need to move?” I replied and he chuckled.

“Oh please, you love it. And you know how much I love trying to show off our decorating skills. We’re the coolest house on the block!” He urged and I smiled. We were quiet for a moment or two and I was half tempted to fall asleep there even though I knew I’d regret it in the morning when I had to take off my costume. “So, what’s next for Sarah Sanderson?”

“Hmmm maybe I’ll try to find a mortal bus boy or eat some spiders, that’s always fun.” I lamented. “What’s next for Steve Rogers?” His arms tightened around me as he looked down at me cheekily.

“I’m thinking of a Hocus Pocus/Captain America crossover. Maybe he’s been put under the spell of the youngest Sanderson’s beauty.” He replied and I chuckled.

“I dunno, I don’t think Cap would be very respectable with a witchy woman hanging all over him.” I squealed as he quickly hooked his arm under my knees and stood up.

“C’mon, Miss Sanderson! Let’s go run amok!” When I didn’t say anything he playfully glared at me. “Do it.”

“Amok! Amok! Amok! Amok! Amok!” I yelped out as he carried me up the stairs. I let out another little yelp as he threw me down on the bed and climbed on top of me, taking my lips in a searing kiss with his tongue quickly darting into my mouth. His fingers gripped at the top of my bodice to pull at the strings but I took the opportunity to lift us over. He only managed to loosen it a little bit and I worked on his belt and pants. With a little ‘tsk’ I reached to my sides to pull off my boots.

“Don’t take off the stockings.” He ordered and I smirked.

“Yes, Captain.” I replied. “Am I fulfilling a fantasy right now? You get to fuck Sarah Sanderson?”

“It’s not like I haven’t thought about it.” He shrugged, making me laugh. I pulled his pants and boxers off so that I could finally see his length.  I ran my nails up his thighs before gripping the base of his cock and started to pump slightly. His breathing stuttered and I chuckled to myself. I leaned forward and fixed my hair behind my shoulders before flicking my tongue just underneath the crown of the head but just barely. “Babe”

“What?”

“C’mon…” He nearly whimpered. I tilted my head and ran my tongue up the side of his cock, suckling a little on the way, before taking the tip of him. He gasped and I suppressed my smile as a I bobbed a bit, taking more of him in each time. My cheeks hollowed out once I was able to take half of him in, my hand squeezing the base of his cock.  His hand came down and wrapped itself in my hair, not pushing me but just resting there. I swallowed around him and he gasped and jerked against me. “Get up here, now.” He commanded and I slowly crawled over him. He sat back up against the head board and pulled at my bodice more, enough to finally help me out of it. He leaned forward to kiss and suck against that spot on my neck that made me shiver against him, his hands grazing up my sides before grasping my breasts and squeezing gently. He pulled me against him more as he ran his tongue around my nipple before taking it into his mouth. His hands toyed with the waist of the somewhat bohemian skirt and dipped underneath.

“Just take it off already.” I mumbled against him, pulling at his shirt. With smirk against my breast he complied, taking my mouth against in a kiss as I threaded my fingers through his hair. The skirt piled on the ground  and his hands trailed up the back of my thighs.

“You should wear stockings more often.” He commented against my lips. I was about to reply but I gasped instead when I felt his fingers against my covered center. He pushed the material aside and two of his fingers felt up me, stopping to rub at my clit a little. My legs quivered a bit and I let out a moan as his fingers entered me and curled up.

“Chris please-“

“You’re already so wet for someone who kept rejecting me all night.”

“I wasn’t rejecting you, I was telling you to be patient.” I grumbled. “Please just get inside me.”

“Then lay on your stomach.” He murmured in my ear and pumped his fingers a few more times. I did as he told me to do and popped my ass up a bit and wiggled it. He groaned behind me and I let out a loud laugh. “I’m trying to be in charge here!”

“Another time.” I replied and he pulled my underwear off of me. He leaned over me so his chest was touching my back and his arms were next to me and he kissed my shoulder blade before guiding himself into me. We both moaned out and I reached a hand out to grasp at one of the pillows as his thighs touched the back of mine. He didn’t move for a few moments even though I was squirming against him, wishing him to just fuck me into the mattress. I felt the heavy drag of his cock as he started to move out of me, then rushing back in and feeling his pelvis smack against my ass. I gasped out and felt his breathing speed up harshly against my neck as he began a punishing rhythm into me. I couldn’t seem to close my mouth when I turned my head so I could rest it against the mattress. His arm slid around and under me to circle around me to hold me even closer to him while the other one snaked around so that he could play with my clit. His entire weight came down on to me but it was not unwelcomed, in fact it was great because I was able to move my hand to grasp at his hair while the other one had been blanched white as I continued to hold on to the pillow as if it had any leverage.

“Ah fuck you feel amazing-“ He ground out as he thrust into me. I shrieked out when he changed the angle of my hips and brushed against that spot inside of me that made me melt against him.

“More, more, more!” I chanted as my thighs began to quiver and that familiar knot in my lower stomach tightening. His fingers pressed down harder on my clit and he didn’t dare let up. My fingers tightened in his hair as I finally cried out and tightened around him, the tingling sensations flooding my body and my legs kicking slightly.

“Shit!” He groaned in my ear as I felt him spilling inside of me, his body jerking behind me and fingers digging into my skin to keep me in place. He slumped over me and kissed against my neck while I fought to stay awake. He lifted off of me a bit to turn me over so that I could face him and captured my lips again.

“Well…” I breathed out against his lips, my mind absolutely blank.

“Happy Halloween?” I laughed and smacked his shoulder weakly.

“You dork!” He laid back against the bed and pulled me into his side. We just enjoyed the silence for a while, his fingers drifting up and down my arm lazily while I toyed with some of his chest hair. “Do we still have a lot of king sized candy bars left?”

“You’ll be happy to know that we still overbought this year. I made sure to save a lot of kitkats for us to enjoy.”

“Want some post-sex kitkat bars? That’s how adults usually celebrate Halloween, right?” I asked, making him chuckle.

“I think so.”

tags: @princess-evans-addict @sinfully-lustful-darling @misshyen @toc1985 @jeelicious78 @hallotom @castellandiangelo