#Chris Evans x latina!

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amor, tú eres mi religión - Chris Evans [Social Media]

PART 2 of amor. Can be read as a stand alone.

type: social media fic

pairing: chris evans x singer!latina!reader

a/n: The struggles I had making these with Tumblr for android tablet were a lot, but is here. Enjoy!

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yourusername via stories

chrisevans via stories

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chrisevans Thanks for being in my life, amor. Te amo ❤️

👤yourusername

yourusername te amo amorcito 😍❤️🥰

fan1 They are always saying I love you in Spanish 😍😍😍

sebastianstan I honestly just want my credits thanks chrisevans

↳ fan2 savage seb!

↳ fan3 this means seb is a third wheel

↳ fan2 omg he IS a third wheel

fan4 y/n makes him so happy 🥺

fan5 when is it gonna be my turn godddd

↳ fan6 wondering the same thing, they make me happy and sad at the same time

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yourusername amor, tú eres mi religión ♥️ (love, you are my religion)

👤chrisevans

anitta ❤❤️❤️

fan7 you guys are so cute. Me when????

fan8 the love songs are gonna be strong this era. Thank you chrisevans please don't break up

fan9 this and Chris post are killing me

arianagrande waiting to hear that new song yourusername

↳ yourusername sending ASAP. Just know it's on Spanish

↳ fan10 omg new music soon?!??!?!??

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chrisandynupdatesacc Our parents were on a road trip for their 1 year anniversary. Chris shared never seen before pictures on his Instagram Stories of him and yourusername and the famous heels she wore in that car pic. Y/N also shared that chrisevans and her are back in Boston for a few days before going to LA. AND we got old/new photos of them in both of their IG accounts. They look so cute 😍

👤chrisevans yourusername

fan11 They are the cutest couple istg

fan12 what a time to be alive

fan13 we are getting music soon too!!!

↳ fan14 omg when?

↳ fan13 soonish? Y/N replied to Ariana Grande saying a new song is on Spanish

↳ fan15 could be the reason she us going to LA in a few days

↳ fan16 she's going to LA for some awards show, hopefully performing too. Maybe recording too?

↳ fan17 omg new era is gonna be amazing

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✨may 2023 fic recs✨

please please please reblog to show your support for these incredible creators! and please check out/reblog their work!

also if anyone would like to send me fics to read i would love that!

this rec list includes fics for: bucky barnes, sam winchester, rafe cameron, jj maybank, negan smith, rick grimes, chris evans, and harry styles

bucky barnes

designated spider killer - @morsmordre-writes

“yelena accidentally plays matchmaker, bucky pretends he doesn’t want to live out his friends to lovers dream, and you’re just trying to live your life… to bad a stalker wants to be apart of it.”

sam winchester

we could stay - @imaginesfordifferentfandoms

“help me i’m doing hit on at a bar please be my fake boyfriend for a second”

rafe cameron

fair play - @laiiaaa

“you spend a sleepy morning with rafe”

one step forward - @biisexualemma

“rafe tried to help you out”

jj maybank

paradise on earth - @xreaderbooks

“y/n routledge was just an ordinary girl from the wrong side of the island in north carolina, school is out and a summer of keggers, surfing, and denying for feelings for her brothers best friend awaits her. that is until her brother john b and her friends find clues to a treasure her and john b’s dad spent his entire life searching for.”

the part where you kiss me - @laiiaaa

“you’re stuck with the job of getting a very drunk, very lovesick jj into bed”

negan smith

love made me crazy - @velvetcloxds

“falling for negan while he’s still being kept in his cell in alexandria has you questioning your sanity”

rick grimes

four words - @murd0cksl0ver

just some good rick fluff

chris evans

out of left field - @time-for-a-library

“after 29 years of friendship with chris, there’s nothing you wouldn’t do for him. when he finds himself in the midst of a PR nightmare at the same time your ex-boyfriend starts lurking around every corner, you enter a mutually beneficial, strictly PR relationship to save his career and keep your ex away”

harry styles

Jamaica causes lines to blur for Harry and best friend!Y/N - @harryisalrightig

“jamaica causes lines to blur for harry and best friend!y/n”

honey, i’m home! - @meetmeonafineline

“in which harry stiles and up and coming writer, y/n y/l/n, have been close friends for years. but when a photo posted to y/n’s instagram leads his fans to suspect the man in the picture is harry, and that the two are perhaps more than friends.

with her debut novel coming out, and the release of his second solo album, what will be revealed?”

latina!reader x harry universe - @avatar-anna

“a compiled list of all of harry and latina!reader’s adventures together”

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Radio NET Bulgaria (December 10, 2022)

23:55 ANDREY CHMUT - Don't Loose The Faith 23:51 2UNES - Find Your Way 23:47 CHRIS 'BIG DOG' DAVIS - Blue Light Special 23:43 SLIM MAN - Jingle Bells 23:38 DERRICK HARVIN - New Found Love 23:34 KOOL&KLEAN - Feel Again 23:29 MEZZOFORTE - Sizzle 23:25 CHILLAXONIC - Mellifluous 23:21 JASON PETERSON DELAIRE - Check Please (feat. Chris Camozzi) 23:17 PROFESSOR RJ ROSS - On This Silent Night 23:13 KEITH SLATTERY - Round and Round 23:09 MICHAEL MANSON - You Go to My Head 23:04 AMANDUS - Groove Infection (feat. Uli Brodersen) 23:00 VASSAL BENFORD - Melody Man 22:56 DARRIUS JAMAR - Missing You 22:52 INCOGNITO - Racing Through the Bends 22:48 MIKE MACARTHUR - This Christmas 22:45 SHAUN LABELLE - Drive Time 22:42 MARIEA ANTOINETTE - So Amazing 22:38 MIKAEL - Trippin Over You 22:32 CHIELI MUNICCI - Kickin' It Hard 22:27 WARREN HILL - Under the Covers 22:23 BERNIE MARTINI - Falling for You Like Snow 22:19 HERB PARTLOW - Another Interlude 22:16 TONY LINDSAY - Maybe Someday 22:10 ROBERT CHRISTA - Rise & Shine 22:04 STIX BONES - L.O.V.E. 22:00 DOCTOR X - Magneto 21:56 BOBBY LYLE - Tommy's Song 21:51 JAEE LOGAN - You Can't Love Her 21:48 TON SMITH - God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen (feat. Preston Smith and Oliver Scott) 21:43 SONNY EMORY - Latina 21:40 DONN BYNUM - Mercy Mercy Me (feat. Lew Laing Jr.) 21:36 STEVE WATSON - Stones Throw 21:32 EARNEST WALKER JR - Palm Avenue 21:27 GREG MANNING - I Can't Make You Love Me 21:23 ANTOINE KNIGHT - Christmas in Maputo 21:19 JAMES LLOYD - Moving Right Along 21:14 AVENUE BLUE - Atlanta Nights (feat. Jeff Golub) 21:10 CHRISTOPHE GOZE - Lazy Sunday 21:05 LAWSON ROLLINS - Quest 21:01 EJAZZ ARTISTRY - We Belong Together 20:56 HIROSHIMA - Brighter Days 20:52 ROB MALETICK - Shape Of My Heart 20:47 SONNY FAIRLEY - Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas 20:43 ALEX FALDIN - Comfortline 20:38 ROD TATE - I Got U 20:34 JAZZ HOLDOUTS - Morning Breeze 20:30 MARCOS ARIEL - Second Chance (feat. Lulu Joppert) 20:24 KIRK FISCHER - Reach into Your Heart 20:21 JAY PATTEN - Special Kind of Christmas (w. Crystal, Gayle) 20:17 NELSON GARCIA - East Coast Drive 20:14 RANDY MULLER BOOM CHANG BANG - Sunnyside Up 20:10 LASHAWN D. GARY - Transitions 20:06 MICHAEL BROENING - Summer In Blue 20:02 A RAY FULLER - A Coastal Breeze 19:58 WALTER DUDA - Invisible 19:54 BACH & A. KILLIAN - No Next Time 19:50 GEORGE HOWARD - The First Noel 19:45 BLUE SIX - Aquarian Angel 19:37 MARSHALL CHARLOFF - HipNautic 19:34 J3 - Hela 19:29 KHARI, CABRAL, JIVA - Show Me The Way 19:27 GILBERTO GIACONI - Jingle Bell Rock 19:21 GEORGE BENSON - Breezin' 19:18 JIM PETERIK - JIM PETERIK - Mission Possible 19:14 BILLY EVANS - Let's Save the World 19:09 RICHARD ELIOT - Chill Factor 19:03 AXIOM - Magunda 18:59 CHRIS BIG DOG DAVIS - It's All Love 18:56 DOUG CAMERON - Feliz Navidad 18:53 ELENA IOUROVA - Autumn Leaf Fall Again 18:49 RICHARD SMITH - First Kiss 18:44 ANDREW NICHOLS - I Love the Way You Love Me 18:39 KAREN DEVROOP - Sunset in Koh Samui 18:35 MISZ - Our Place 18:32 DEAN GRECH - What Do You Want This Year For Christmas 18:28 MARIUS BILLGOBENSON - Joy 18:24 K'JON - Live, Love & Laughter 18:20 CAL HARRIS JR., TED BELLEDIN - Bella Nova 18:15 TERRENCE RICHBURG - Treasures 18:11 RON KING - Cascade 18:07 XAVIER GORDON - Christmas Without You 18:02 THE BRAXTON BROTHERS - Sunset Bay 17:58 MOTOWN MOE - Shades of Funk (feat. Chris Campbell) 17:54 HAVILLA KING - Morning Soul 17:49 WOLFGANG HAFFNER - Warm Breeze 17:45 REBECCA ANGEL - Just the Two of Us 17:40 RICHARD BROWN - Stars In My Eyes 17:38 MICHAEL BUBLE - All I Want For Christmas Is You 17:34 SHARON RAE NORTH - Heart of Mine 17:29 ER - Mr Kool (feat. John Rathbone, Jack Jones, Chris Otts & Michael Cornett) 17:26 JOHNNY JAMES DR. J - Foolish Heart 17:21 JACKIE'S NEW CAR - Jackie's New Car 17:17 MARCO ALBANI - Freedom (feat. Martino Onorato, Umberto Vitiello) 17:13 CARL ANDERSON - O, Holy Night 17:08 THE V.I.P CLUB - Night Move 17:04 KONSTANTIN KLASHTORNI - Let's Fall In Love 17:00 CAL HARRIS JR., JEFF LORBER - The Neighborhood 16:56 TOM BRAXTON - Lookin' Up 16:52 GREGG KARUKAS - Green Hills 16:47 NICHOLAS COLE - Beyond the Stars (feat. Lynne Fiddmont) 16:44 MICHAEL LINGTON - A Child is Born in Bethlehem 16:39 KEN NAVARRO - Island Life 16:34 TIM BOWMAN - Light of Love 16:29 BRIAN CULBERTSON - All Through The Christmas Night 16:25 ELAN TROTMAN - Lay Back and Ride (feat. Nephrok! & Tyrone Chase Jr.) 16:21 JACOB WEBB - Another Day 16:17 DWIGHT SIRLS - The Pawn 16:13 YOLANDA RABUN - Wishing You a Very Merry Christmas 16:08 JOHN E. LAWRENCE - Step into the Night 16:04 PAUL DOZIER - Dancing by the Sea 16:00 DARREN RAHN - Our Love 15:57 BENNETT B - Groove Time 15:53 RICK BRAUN - The Color of Love 15:50 JS FLOYD - Kukumo 15:46 PEET PROJECT - Veggie Love 15:40 BRIAN LENAIR - This Christmas 15:35 THE SMOOTH JAZZ ALLEY - Midnight Groove 15:31 JULIAN VAUGHN - Initiate 15:26 GERALD ALBRIGHT - Silent Night 15:22 MARCIN NOWAKOWSKI - After Hours 15:19 ERIC DARIUS - Retro Forward 15:15 DEAN JAMES - To Hold You Again 15:12 CHRISTMAS CAROLS - Stille Nacht 15:08 DONALD HAYES - Anytime Anyplace 15:04 PAUL BROWN - Makes Me Feel So Good 15:00 WILL SUMNER - A Last Dance 14:57 DIDIER LABOSSIERE - Back to the Beginning 14:52 RHYTHM LOGIC - You Know I Will 14:47 DARREN RAHN - Give 'n' Take 14:43 KIMBERLY BREWER - Everyday Feels Like Christmas 14:38 NILS - Pacific Coast Highway 14:35 SOLEX - Flying High (feat. Jonathan Dubose, Jr.) 14:31 LEE RITENOUR - Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas 14:27 ERIC DARIUS, NORMAN BROWN - Just For The Moment 14:23 DAVE KOZ - Honey-Dipped 14:18 WAYMAN TISDALE - Shape of Your Heart (feat. Jeff Lorber) 14:14 MARCUS ANDERSON - What Child Is This 14:09 DREAMING IN COLOUR - The Dream Merchant 14:05 LOWELL HOPPER - Affection 14:00 CANDY DULFER - For the Love of You 13:54 KEITH MASON - Arisen 13:49 GARY METZ - Dreamer 13:46 SMOOTH SOUL HOLIDAY - Carol of the Bells 13:42 WALTER BEASLEY - Come On Over 13:37 CHRIS STANDRING - Mumbo Jumbo 13:34 NATE WHITE - Migration 13:30 RONNY SMITH - The Holidays Are Here 13:25 RANDY SCOTT - Serenity 13:21 VINCENT INGALA - Read Between The Lines 13:16 R.L. WALKER - Memories Kept 13:13 CAROL NETHEN - Peace 13:08 ACOUSTIC ALCHEMY - She Speaks American English 13:04 PAUL TAYLOR - Goodnight 13:00 OLI SILK - In the Thick of It (feat. Elan Trotman) 12:56 JULIAN VAUGHN - Ride Along 12:52 DARREN RAHN - What Cha' Gonna Do For Me 12:48 PHIL DENNY - Stand Together 12:43 STEVE OLIVER - Silent Night 12:39 EUGE GROOVE - Religify 12:34 GABRIEL MARK HASSELBACH - Chill@Will (Raincoast Mix) 12:31 MARION MEADOWS - A Winter Lullaby 12:25 BLAIR BRYANT - Caramel Dream 12:21 DANNY LERMAN - Summer in a Hummer 12:17 YULARA - Flyin' High 12:12 SHAKATAK - Auld Lang Syne 12:09 NORMAN BROWN - Easy Livin' 12:05 PETER WHITE - Coast Road Drive 12:00 NILS - A Walk in the Park 11:56 TIM BOWMAN - Boss 11:52 JAZMIN GHENT - Kickin It Up 11:49 JOYCE COOLING - Toast & Jam 11:45 RONNY SMITH - Chillin After Eight 11:41 SHIN GIWON CHRISTMAS CAROL COLLECTION - I'll Be Home For Christmas 11:37 THREESTYLE - Smoothies (feat. Magdalena Chovancova & Robert Fertl) 11:33 DEE LUCAS - All In (feat. George Freeman) 11:29 TONY CRADDOCK JR. - O Come All Ye Faithful 11:25 MARCUS ANDERSON - Just Like Me 11:21 NICK COLIONNE - Let's Get Serious 11:17 GARY PALMER - Lisa 11:13 DAVE KOZ - Do You Hear What I Hear (feat. Gloria Estefan) 11:09 RICHARD ELLIOT - Deep Touch 11:05 J. WHITE - Valley of the Sun 11:00 CAROL ALBERT - Magic Mirror 10:56 JAY KING - My Song 10:52 BK JACKSON - Yeh Yeah 10:48 RK R. HARRIS - Olde Skool (feat. Greg Minnick, Ignacio Nunez & Dean Rickard) 10:45 BRIAN SIMPSON - Morning Samba 10:41 NICHOLAS COLE - Let It Snow 10:38 ED CALLE - Desert Rose 10:34 PAUL TUVMAN - While My Guitar Gently Weeps 10:30 HARPER, GUS AND GOMEZ - Christmas Dream 10:26 MARCIN NOWAKOWSKI - Let's Do It 10:22 QUINTIN GERARD W. - Have a Safe Flight Home 10:18 JULIAN VAUGHN - Sway 10:13 CAROL NETHEN - O Holy Night 10:08 CHRIS STANDRING - Shadow Dance 10:04 VANN BURCHFIELD - Keep Pressing On 10:00 THE SMOOTH JAZZ ALLEY - Eternal 09:56 RYAN LA VALETTE - Room For 2 09:52 MARQUEAL JORDAN - Behave to Love 09:49 PAUL HARDCASTLE - Rythmn Of Life - Chill Reprise 09:45 JACOB WEBB - Dancing for You 09:41 HERB ALPERT - Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas 09:35 GREGG KARUKAS - Last Train 09:31 NORMAN BROWN - Ocean Breeze 09:27 PETER WHITE - The Best Part Of Christmas 09:23 SEAN U - Sunburst 09:19 KIM WATERS - Love's Melody 09:15 BRYAN LUBECK - Smoocha 09:12 LELIO LUTTAZZI - White Christmas 09:08 PEET PROJECT - Lightyears 09:05 JAZMIN GHENT - Self Love 09:00 ILYA SEROV - Ironic 08:55 DEE LUCAS - Love Saw It 08:51 MARCUS ANDERSON - Pure Love 08:46 JAZZ FUNK SOUL - Sunset Rock 08:43 RAGAN WHITESIDE - This Christmas 08:38 GARY MEEK - For a Long Time 08:34 RICHARD ELLIOT - Mango Tango 08:29 DAVID GARFIELD - O, Holy Night 08:25 CAROL ALBERT - Crashing 08:21 DAVE KOZ - Don't Give Up (feat. Burt Bacharach) 08:16 NAJEE - Isla Hermosa 08:13 DANA FIELDS - Feels Like Christmas 08:09 DAVID BENOIT - The Bones 08:05 THREESTYLE - Ready to Go 08:00 DOMINIC CAMARDELLA - Headwinds 07:56 3RD FORCE - We Should Be Together 07:51 BRIAN SIMPSON, STEVE OLIVER - The Road Never Ends 07:46 AVERY SUNSHINE - Sunshine for Christmas 07:41 TIM BOWMAN - Flyin Away 07:37 ROBERTO VAZQUEZ - Going West 07:33 STEVE OLIVER - Desert Traveler 07:28 YOLANDA RABUN - O Holy Night 07:24 GERALD ALBRIGHT - The Gospel 07:20 DARREN RAHN - Wave of the Future 07:16 DAVID PETROSYAN - Dancing with My Soul 07:12 LYNNE FIDDMONT - Spirit of Christmas 07:07 KIM SCOTT - Sizzle 07:04 BK JACKSON - Silver Lining 07:00 JOE MCBRIDE, THE TEXAS RHYTHM CLUB - Kickin' It 06:55 PETER WHITE - Wake Up Everybody 06:50 JESSY J - Manhattan (feat. Gregg Karukas) 06:46 EUGE GROOVE - Forever And A Day 06:41 DR. SAXLOVE - It Came Upon A Midnight Clear 06:37 D.A. SCOTT - We as One 06:32 JEREMY HECTOR - St Paul's 06:29 RONNY SMITH - Deck the Halls 06:24 ANDRE DELANO - Face Off 06:21 ERIC DARIUS - Back To You 06:15 MARCUS ANDERSON - Your Will 06:13 NICK DUKAS - Jingle Bell Rock 06:09 ACOUSTIC ALCHEMY - Get Up (Levantar y Bailar) 06:05 ROB TARDIK - The Right Time 06:00 EDGARDO CINTRON - Just A Little Taste of Your Love 05:56 RICHARD ELLIOT - People Make The World Go Round 05:51 MARC ANTOINE - Silk And Steel 05:47 DAVE KOZ - The Closer We Get 05:43 LISA MCCLOWRY - It Wouldn't Feel Like Christmas 05:39 TERENCE YOUNG - Without You 05:34 OLI SILK - Pen to Paper 05:31 SHAWN RAIFORD - Santa Baby 05:26 PATRICK YANDALL - Try the Blue One 05:23 TIM BOWMAN - Watchout 05:18 NAJEE - Song For The Ladies 05:14 CAROL NETHEN - What Child Is This 05:09 BLACK GOLD MASSIVE - Let It Flow (Sausalito Calling) 05:04 VINCENT INGALA - K-Jee 05:00 VANN BURCHFIELD - Friends 04:56 PAUL HARDCASTLE - Angelic Chimes Radio version 04:52 JACOB WEBB - Groovin' J 04:48 PAUL JACKSON JR. - Walkin' 04:43 CHIELI MINUCCI - Little Drummer Boy's Dream 04:39 DANNY LERMAN - South Beach Serenata 04:35 SEAN U - Magic Hour (feat. Blake Aaron) 04:30 STEVE OLIVER - White Christmas 04:26 TOM BRAXTON - What A Friend 04:21 WAKANA - SilK 04:16 AL DEGREGORIS - Times and Travels 04:11 PETER WHITE - Silent Night 04:07 GARY PALMER - Windsurfer 04:03 NILS - Malibu 04:00 MARK HARRIS II - Pocket Change (feat. Bernard Harris) 04:00 RHODA GRAHAM - Finally 03:56 SPECIAL EFX - Lavish 03:50 JAZZ FUNK SOUL - When The Time Comes 03:46 HANK BILAL - Sunny Days 03:41 ERIC DARIUS - All I Want For Christmas Is You 03:37 WALTER BEASLEY - Just Hold Me 03:34 MARCUS ANDERSON - Espresso Shot 03:30 SHARMOND SMITH - Hark The Herald Angels Sing 03:26 DEMETRIUS NABORS - Sugar Love 03:22 JIM ADKINS - Turning Point 03:18 RICHARD ELLIOT - Inside Out 03:14 GERALD ALBRIGHT - This Christmas 03:10 ROBERT HARRIS - Your Memory Lives in Me 03:05 DAVE KOZ - Only Tomorrow Knows 03:00 DANCING FANTASY - Take Five 02:56 JOEL DEL ROSARIO - Delicious Vinyl 02:53 TAKE B - Flame 02:49 SAM BASSMAN JENKINS - It Makes Me Want You 02:45 PATRICK YANDALL - Just My Luck 02:41 TIM BOWMAN - Travelin' Road 02:37 SHIN GIWON CHRISTMAS CAROL COLLECTION - Feliz Navidad 02:33 CAROL ALBERT - Sol Ipanema 02:28 KEN NAVARRO - In My Wildest Dreams 02:24 TONY CRADDOCK JR. - God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen 02:21 VANN BURCHFIELD - Change Is A Comin' 02:17 OLI SILK - All We Need 02:14 VINCENT INGALA - T.L.C. (Tender Lovin' Care) 02:11 SYLVIA BENNETT - The Christmas Song 02:06 SLIM GAMBILL - Up (feat. Charlton Singleton) 02:03 DAMIEN ESCOBAR - Phoenix 01:57 NICHOLAS COLE - 5th Avenue 01:53 GINO ROSARIA - Ride Along 01:48 DWIGHT SIRLS - Dimensions 01:44 DAVID GARFIELD - White Christmas 01:40 JACOB WEBB - Brazilian Moments 01:35 PETER WHITE - Autumn Day 01:32 JEFF LORBER FUSION - Back Room 01:30 NICK DUKAS - Rockin Around the Christmas Tree 01:26 NILS - Windsurfer 01:21 NORMAN BROWN - Not Like You Do 01:17 DARRON COOKIE - Calling on You 01:12 MICHAEL LINGTON - Winter Wonderland, Let It Snow 01:08 RAGAN WHITESIDE - Funktuation 01:04 BRIAN SIMPSON - Sky Watcher 01:00 MARCUS ANDERSON - Passion Blend 00:56 QUINTIN GERARD W. - Times Like These 00:52 JEANETTE HARRIS - The Ride (feat. Darrell Crooks) 00:47 DR. SAXLOVE - O Little Town Of Bethlehem 00:43 FOURPLAY - Love TKO (feat. Ruben Studdard) 00:39 RICHARD ELLIOT - Boom Town 00:35 RANDY SCOTT - T.G.I.F. 00:32 DAVE KOZ - Let It Snow! Let It Snow! Let It Snow! (feat. Kenny G) 00:27 JONATHAN FRITZEN - Hammers of Love 00:23 MARCIN NOWAKOWSKI - Tonight Is the Night 00:19 BRAD ALEXANDER - Straight Up (feat. Donald Hayes) 00:15 U-NAM - This Christmas 00:10 TIM BOWMAN - Columbus,Ga 00:04 BRYAN LUBECK - Nothing Can Come Between Us 00:00 H ALLAN - Rise

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We are not just friends — 21

Chris Evans x bi!latina!character (Sofia is a people of color, she’s brown.)

Chris and Sofia meet when their best friends started dating, it all started at friends with loads of bumps on the road.

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Chris was sitting on the couch, absently looking at the TV as he recalled last night.

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" Come on," Chris quickly said when she hit the floor in front of him, he forgot for a moment there that she was obviously under the influence.

"I wanna go home," Sofia said as she grabbed her bottle from the floor and tried to take a sip but Chris took it off her hands and left it on the bench.

"You've got enough, let's go home." Chris said, sternly as she just pouted grabbing his hand and put it over her shoulders.

"I wanna see Dodger." she said, looking up at his face, he looked down, pretty glossy dark eyes and swollen full lips—God, he couldn't say no to her.

"Okay, sure," He whispered back and caressed her cheek and she leaned on his warm hand, closing his eyes for a second.

He drove her to his home as she insisted on holding his hand the whole trip.

"Chris?" She said standing from the couch and stumbling throughout the living room. She was drunk as hell and tired, little out of her mind. "Chris!?"

"Yeah?," He said walking out of the bedroom and she was standing, well, trying to. "You're drunk, come on." He said walking up to her and she shrugged.

"Just a little," Sofia said and as soon he was close enough she put her hands under his shirt, feeling his soft skin and looked up. "I know what I'm doing."

"Do you?" Chris asked, licking his lips. Sofia nodded and leaned on to kiss him.

"I missed you," She whispered against his lips as she pulled the hem of his shirt, Chris took it off. They kissed again, sloppy as they walked backwards towards the bedroom.

Sofia tripped with her own foot, again and Chris catched her. He knew that he shouldn't be doing anything with her, she was obviously drunk.

"We can't do this, Sof." He pursed his lips together as he put a strand of hair behind her ear.

"I know, I know," She sigh laying her forehead on his chest, feeling the ground spin under her feet. "what are we doing?"

"I don't know," Chris answered back, rubbing her back as he looked away. "Want me to drive you home?"

"You want me to… Go?" She asked, looking back at him, still holding each other in the middle of the bedroom.

Chris shook his head, "No."

"Okay," Sofia sighs and rubs her face again and looks at her hands, black spots from her makeup. "Ugh, do you have make up wipes?"

Chris chuckled and guided her to the bathroom, sat her down on the ample counter as she turned around to see herself in the mirror and gasp in horror.

"I look like absolute shit."

"You don't," Chris said as he looked on a cabinet and pulled out the wipes for her.

"Thanks," She murmured and looked at the wipes, noticing that they weren't hers. "This isn't mine."

"Yeah, those are… Jenny's," He rubbed the back of his neck and Sofia rolled her eyes at him and took one wipe and started cleaning her face, while she looked at him through the reflection of the mirror.

"I hate that you made me hate her," She pointed at him. "Because I liked her," Sofia said, throwing the wipe on the sink and grabbing another. "Now I can't fucking stand her," She murmured more to herself than Chris.

"If it's of any help, the feeling is mutual," Chris said and Slfia stopped mid-wipe to look at him from her shoulder.

"What do you mean?"

"I called her by your name a couple of times,"

"Ugh," She said, going back to wipe her face. "I would literally hit you if you called me Jenny." Sofia saw the smile forming on Chris's mouth and before he could ever mutter. "Don't you fucking dare." She pointed at him, a murderous look on her eyes and Chris chuckle raising his hands at her.

"I kinda wanted you to see you trying to hit me,"

"I'll slap what's left of your hair out of your skull. Don't try me," Sofia threw the other wipe away and jumped off the counter.

Chris was cackling like a fucking bird and she couldn't help but smile at his stupid ass titty grabbing while he laughed.

"I should be offended at your outburst of random violence," He said, giving her a side smile, still laughing. "But that's the funniest threat I've ever received." He started laughing again and Sofia pushed him and he grabbed by the arm and pulled her in.

"Stop laughing," She said rubbing her face on his chest like a cat, smiling.

"I'm sorry," Chris said cupping her face, looking at her eyes, nose, mouth and sigh. "I'm sorry," He whispered and kissed her forehead. "Let's get you something more comfortable, yes?"

"Yeah, okay…" She agreed standing in the middle of the bedroom, alone.

—

"Hey, you okay?" Scott asked his brother, because the Patriots were about to do a touchdown he didn't even react.

"Uhm?, yes—yes," He quickly said and put his attention back on the TV. His whole family was staring at him.

"Is this about Sofia?" Her mother asked him and he shuffled on the sofa and looked at his mother.

"Can I talk to you, ma?" He asked biting his finger, nervous and Lisa quickly got up and they walked to his room.

"Scott told me you two left together last night," Lisa said, sitting down on the edge of the bed.

"Yeah, but nothing happened. I mean we kissed, she told me she loved me which was new, I know she does but it was different." He explained sitting down besides her mom. "And I told her that I bought her a ring,"

"A ring?," Lisa frowned as Chris looked at her. "An engagement ring?"

"Yes, ma." He bit his lip and looked down.

"That's new, you've never done that before…" Lisa pointed out and put a hand on his son's back. "you've given it a good thought?"

"Yes, I did. It just keeps popping up in my head and thinking of a future and… everything I've ever pictured with a woman it's with her. I've been infuriatingly in love with her for three years. Haven't stopped not once, I'm sure. I know she's difficult, it's hard and her wounds are still raw—but she's worthy."

Lisa had to smile, proud filling her chest at her son's words. Her little boy even thought that he was way past being a boy.

" I know you two push each other away all the time and I've been thinking that maybe you love each other so much and the fear that losing each other it's too much."

"I need her to trust me, if she doesn't trust me. It's never working out."

"Be her friend again." Lisa said rubbing Chris's back. "I think you should take things slow. If she's worthy, everything will sort out alone."

Chris thought that it was wonderful advice and it made sense, because all that she ever asked was…

Time.

[afictionaladventure16]

The Pen Pal Project (Chris Evans x Latina!OC)

Masterlist

Previously on The Pen Pal Project... 

Warnings: Mentions of a dysfunctional family, foul language

Word Count: 1,656

Chapter 7

Letter #7

*Gif not mine 

November 11th, 2017

“Wait, so when do you go back to filming?” Scott had asked for about the fifth time today.

Chris rolled his eyes slightly, “in the middle of January,” Chris mumbled.

“And you’ll be gone for about four months, what are you going to do about the girl you’ve been writing to?”

Chris sighed, “her name is Julie,” He stated, “and you guys keep making it seem like if something is going to happen.”

“Because we haven’t seen you this happy in a while,” Scott stated.

“I haven’t even met her, Scott, I don’t want to get my hopes up. Hell, she doesn’t know who I really am. Once she finds out she’s going to stop writing… So, I’m gonna pretend to be this normal guy Chris and I’m gonna help her and she’ll most likely do the same with me. Communication in this thing is the key, it’s what the project is about.”

Scott just smiled at how easily his brother was defending himself, “alright, alright,” Scott said as he put his hands up. He turned to look at their nieces and nephews playing in the yard. “But what if she doesn’t react that way?”

Chris sighed, knowing very well his little brother wasn’t going to let this go, not only him but his older sisters as well, “then you can say I told you so.”

Scott stayed silent for a few seconds, “I spoke to Jenny not too long ago,” he said softly.

Chris closed his eyes as if to hold his composure, “And?” It was true, he still was in pain of letting Jenny go, but they just weren’t a match. They were both so totally different people and he always wondered why they even got together in the first place.

Scott sighed, knowing he shouldn’t have brought Jenny up, “never mind. Shouldn’t have brought her up, I just wanted to change the subject.”

“you’re horrible at that,” Chris said as he let out a small chuckle.

“So I’ve been told,” Scott smiled.

“It’s getting late,” Chris said as he got up, he ran over to his nieces and nephews promising he’d be back tomorrow for a movie night. Walking back over to Scott, who was stuck babysitting for the night, “good luck,” Chris said with a smirk as he walked out the back gate.

Chris made his way on over to the post office, he’d been checking it since the day after he sent a letter, knowing very well that the letter wasn’t going to arrive as fast, he had some hope that it will.

Opening the door for an older lady who was leaving the post office, Chris made his way in. He opened the small p.o. box to only reveal a key and his letter. Chris grabbed the key and looked at the number that had been attached to it, Chris looked around for the specific box the key had been for, finally finding it at the very end of the post office. He opened the box to reveal an orange envelope that read Fragile on it.

Chris was even more excited about this as he noticed Julie’s name on the orange envelope, but of course, it would be her. Chris made his way out of the post office.

Once he was home, Chris made sure he spent some time with Dodger before even reading the letter, giving the lovable dog some food and then some much-needed cuddles. Chris then decided to read the letter.

 Dear Chris,

Hmm, looking back at the letters, I recall that we both said it. As for your nickname…. I sure have to give this a thought, certainly, this is something I am going to have to put into the next letters perhaps, but only three chances? Come on, Chris, that isn’t fair. After all, I only know your first name. Of course, how can I forget that you are an actor? My bad.

You know, I’ve never thought of just sitting down with Mr. William and striking up a conversation, I’ll have to do that one of these days. You’ve opened my eyes, Chris.

As for the photos… attached I’ve included a photo I took for my photography class back in college, I am proud of it till this day.

Chris took out the photo from the envelope, it was a beautiful landscape photo in black and white.

It’s from the hills here in California, near the beach, I was driving to get my mind off things and came across this abandoned silo, the photo was just screaming to be taken. So, I pulled over and I may have trespassed, but I got this amazing photo in the process... I hope you like it. It’s my only hard copy.

Chris looked at the photo in awe, wondering if Julie knew how much talent she had, Chris admitted to himself that he could never make such a portrait. The way you just captured the image, blew Chris away, he didn’t know how but he felt so many emotions. Just knowing that you had given him your only hard copy of the photo, meant so much to Chris. He cherished that photo.

I sure do hope you are funnier in person; it’d be a real let down if you aren’t. I can see myself now, making jokes and you just looking utterly confused because you lied of your sense of humor. Tragic.

Living pretty well, you say? Is that a metaphor or something? Does “living pretty well” mean, “help me, I’m poor.” I swear English class has me traumatized. Constantly trying to find meaning in words that don’t have any meaning.

Yes, I am Latina. I do speak Spanish, pretty fluently actually. Willing to learn? The first word you will be learning is Hola. Ho-la. Probably should’ve started with the Spanish alphabet… this would be easier if taught in person… maybe one day? That way I can see you fail in person, oh the scenarios, they are hilarious! Boston must be nice, Chris. I’ve always wanted to visit. Washington D.C. too and New York. I just love to travel. I visited Europe a couple years back, made me realize that I just don’t like staying in one place.

So sorry, Chris. Didn’t mean to hurt your feelings there. But I was just trying to defend myself from being hurt. :D

That’s sweet! It’s always nice to see siblings that are close! Reminds me of how me and my older brother John used to argue all the time as children, one day my dad told us that we would end up being best friends. Oh, how we got so pissed at that! But he was right.

What was my favorite subject in high school? Is that really ALL you got, Chris!? COME ON! It was Art. BUT STILL! WEAAAKKKK!!

Now, here’s my awesome, very cool, waybetterthanyours, question: If you could choose one animal (Real or unreal) to be for the day, what would you choose and why?

 Later Vader.

 P.S. No one wants to see my wrath when I am upset.

P.P.S.

No, it’s fine, Chris. I’ve been dealing with my anxiety long enough to know how to calm down these small panic attacks. Yet, there is still sometimes I don’t know how to control it.

I’ve only spoken to this about my therapist, of course, and a couple of my best friends. Irene (who’s also my roommate), Andrea, and Destiny. They’ve been my friends for years, the only people I trust with personal things like this.

I can’t wrap my head around it either, Chris. I really can’t. I’ve tried over and over but I can’t understand it. I wouldn’t do such a thing to my own children. Ugh, they’re not even existent yet and I already know that I want to be the best mother I ever can be for them! When I said guilt for her mistakes I meant, alright when I was a baby there were these rumors that I wasn’t my fathers’ kid.

My father shut down the rumors by lying about getting a DNA test, he didn’t believe the rumors because he thought that my mother wouldn’t do such a thing to him. Fast forward to twenty-one years later, my dad, my brother John and I decided to do this Ancestry test and well when the results came back, my dad and I didn’t have any matches to each other, meaning that we weren’t related. I spoke to my father about it and he suggested a paternity test just to be sure. Those results came back negative. I haven’t spoken to my mother since, especially since when we confronted her, she denied everything. When we provided proof, she said that the DNA test was lying.

That should answer your question about my dad’s son from his first marriage. But my dad, he gave us the best childhood ever. He didn’t have one as a kid, so my dad made sure we got to do all the things he couldn’t do as a child. I loved my childhood. I remember there were times he would be tired from work, but he would still play “nurse” with me, he played a stubborn patient though.

As for me and my stepmother, we get along better now. I guess she just didn’t like sharing my dad. I don’t know. I don’t feel bothered by it anymore.

Ask all the questions you want, Chris and thank you. It means a lot to hear that, especially from someone who doesn’t know me that much, let alone someone I haven’t even met.

 Chris stared at the papers on his hand, he couldn’t believe what Julie just told him. How could a mother deny something like that when there is just proof right in front of her? Chris just wanted to hug Julie and let her know that everything was alright. Yet he couldn’t do that. Not yet, anyway.

So, this one is short and it sucked. Anyway, let me know what you guys think! Love getting all this feedback from you guys! 

Also, REQUESTS for imagines and one shots are open! I’ve been wanting to do a Sebastian Stan imagine just haven’t had any ideas so if you have any and would like me to write it, let me know! Don’t be shy! 

Taglist is open! 

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[elrw24]

Rainy Mornings

Pairings: Chris Evans x Wife! Reader

Word Count: 647

A/N: 18+ Reader, Smut, Morning Sex

Summary: Chris’ POV of a rainy morning with his wife.

Chris POV

The thunder wakes me up and I look over at the clock and it’s 6:00am. The room feels exceptionally dark on rainy days and I look over at Y/N and she’s sleeping facedown, using her forearm as her pillow and her face in my direction. Her curls are wildly covering the top of her head, her lips looking pouty. I can’t help but stare at her features and just smile. How did I get so lucky to have this angel as my wife? The thunder startles her a bit out of her slumber and she reaches for me and puts her arm across my chest and her leg over my waist. She puts her face into my neck and she inhales and kisses me lightly on my neck. I wrap my arm around her shoulder and lean down to kiss her forehead. “Morning sunshine.” She smiles up, “Hi, you sound like you’ve been awake for a while.” He chuckles, “Thunder has had me up for a while, I’ve been just laying here.” She sighs, “It’s early, let’s go back to sleep.” As she pets my chest hair and as I do every morning I immediately want to bury myself in her until it’s time to get up. “I have something better in mind, come warm up my dick babe” You start to grab her hips and pull her on you, she looks so beautiful over me. Her curls making her look like a lion, her eyes still a bit puffy from sleeping, her lips smiling down. She has one of my T-shirts on, only. I lift the t-shirt off of her, she leans down and pulls my boxers down, and she leans down to pet my beard before kissing all over my face. With her other hand she reaches between us and grabs my dick from the base and runs the tip of my dick through her wet folds. She finally brings me to her entrance and sits herself all the way down until I’m fully in her. We both sigh and groan at the same time, she’s so wet and warm like she always is. She looks down at me as we hear the rain and she puts her hands on my chest, she looks down and starts moving her hips in the slowest rhythm. I grab her hips and pull her hips back and forth, while she runs her hands up her own body and towards her nipples. She gently pinches her nipples and moans when I squeeze her ass. She parts her lips and sighs, “I love you, Chris” and she reaches down and runs her fingers through my hair as she kisses me lazily. I sit up so we’re facing each other and she continues to ride me. I run my fingers into the back of her head and with my other hand reach down between us and rub my thumb on her bundle of nerves. She moans into my mouth and I can feel her tighten around my dick. I groan with the sensation of this beautiful pussy wrapped around my dick. She starts to ride me harder as I rub her clit faster and she grabs the hair on the nape of my neck and throws her head back, “Omg, papi…” I continue to rub her clit and now I’m getting closer to reaching my climax and I can feel her tighten around me again and I know we’re about to reach it together. I kiss her neck and say, “let go, baby”. She squeezes my shoulders with her hands and she moans my name again as I release hot spurts into her warmth. I throw myself back and she falls on top of me. “Stay on top of me baby, keep it all inside of you.” She sleepily looks up and snuggles her face into my neck again and says, “let’s sleep a little longer before the little one wakes up in like 2 hours.”

[mavsstar]

✧*:･ﾟ𝐏𝐥𝐮𝐬𝐡

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲︱𝐀𝐫𝐢 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐬. 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦.

𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬︱𝐀𝐫𝐢 𝐋𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐱 𝐅𝐞𝐦!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝐖.𝐂︱𝟗𝟎𝟎

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬︱𝟏𝟖+ 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲! 𝐒𝐌𝐔𝐓, 𝐜𝐮𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐩𝐞𝐭 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞: 𝐤𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧, 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐡 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐮𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐥 (𝐟!)

𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞︱𝐈𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐈'𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐥 𝐬𝐨 𝐡𝐢! 𝐈 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐝𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐚𝐠 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐫𝐲 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 @gutflorizts-library 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠! 𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐥𝐥 <𝟑

Ari always had a fixation on your thighs. Majority of the time his hands were always planted on your thighs or his face would be buried in between them. Either way he absolutely ravished it. He did anything he could to them, lightly slapped them, pinched, bitten, licked. You name it Ari has done it. 

One day curiosity got the best of you when you saw the word thigh job. Instantly you looked it up on the definition although deep inside you, you knew what it already was. You just wanted that confirmation. 

Thigh job: a sexual act where someone's genitals are stimulated by a partner's thighs

Like a curious cat you ventured further and clicked on a video. You skipped past the unrehearsed poor acting and until you finally saw what you wanted. The man was fucking himself between the women’s thighs. He was succumbing to the pure pleasure her thighs brought him as she squeezed with every thrust. 

After that you immediately knew that you had to do that to Ari. Throughout the day you kept dozing off, imagining the baritone grunts that you could pull from Ari as he rutted into your slick covered thighs. You didn’t even you kept daydreaming until Ari pointed out. 

“Hello? Earth to Kitten?” He snapped his fingers in your face, catching your attention. His pointer finger lightly tapped your temple as he smiled, “What going on in there?” 

You shook your head as you bit your lip, “Nothing.” 

“Nothing huh?” He hummed as his pointer finger slithered down to your chin, lifting it up. “Something tells me otherwise.” 

“I’m sure.” 

Ari’s thumb rested on your bottom lip, playfully you bit it while mischievously looking at him. “Oh so you want to play.” 

“I want you to fuck my thighs,” You blurted out while you maintained eye contact. “That's what’s been going on inside my head.” 

Ari was more than amused at your outspoken thought. Truth be told he never even fathomed the idea before but he was more than happy to oblige. Without a word he took your hand and dragged you to the red room. In the red room where you and Ari go to play, there’s one side of the wall that is just one huge mirror that in his words allows you to see him fuck you at any angle. 

The next seconds were nothing but a blur due to your lust blown brain. It was a haze of teeth clashing and clothes being ripped from each other’s body. Ari started to kneel down but you stopped him. 

“No, later,” You breathed out, guiding him back up. “It can’t wait, I need you now.” 

A smug look over took Ari’s face, “Really? That bad?” 

“Stop teasing and just fuck my thighs.” 

“What kitten wants, she gets,” He stated as he went to one of the drawers to grab lube. After choosing one he walked back to you with the bottle in his hand. 

He popped open the cap. “Spread your legs, “ He demanded as he brought his hand down and spread the warming lube over your inner thighs. 

Ari slightly brought his body downwards, his hands going to your hips as yours hung around his neck. He looked at you one last time for you to give him that final nod of approval. Once you did, he slid in between your drenched thighs achingly slowly.

At first you had no idea if you would get any pleasure but you were very wrong. Though you wouldn’t have been opposed for only Ari to feel good. But with that first thrust he perfectly slid across your puffy clit that you made you squeeze around him unintentionally. 

“Fuck why didn’t I think of this soner?” He said as he started to thrust faster. “This feels so good.” 

“I know,” You responded. “Jesus this is so hot.” 

Ari had you standing with you back facing the wall and his facing the door. You turned your head to the side, watching as Ari’s cock thrust in and out, leaking with pre cum. Soon Ari also turned his head, instantly enamoured at the sight. 

“Look how pretty you look, Kitten. All fucked out and my cock is not even in your pussy.” 

You drooled against his chest with every thrust he took, each giving you pure euphoria in your veins. You knew you weren’t going to last long, especially since you’ve been horny all day thinking about this. It was just like you’ve been imagining, Ari desperately rutting into you as you felt his chest rumble with groans. 

“I need to cum,” You meweld out as you felt yourself closer to your release. “Please let me cum daddy.” 

“Cream over my cock Kitten, you’ve been a good girl.” 

Your eyes rolled to the back of your head as you gushed around Ari, your eyes screwed shut. Your nails clawed his broad shoulders as you let your relief wash over you. 

“Oh god..fuck,” Ari mumbled out as you felt his cum start dripping down the back of your thighs. 

His thrust started to lose its pace from the overstimulation. After he came to a stop he kneeled down again. 

You gave him a quizzical look, “Ari what are you doing?” 

“I have to clean you up, Kitten,” He simply stated as if it was obvious. “After all this was your idea and smart girls get rewarded.”

[bloomingpresent]

Teenager crush.

Starring:Chris Evans x (latina) female (Scott it’s a big part of this story)

Summary: Friend since highcool with Scott, readers have a crush on his friend's older brother. After a few years, trying to helping her with some anxiety issues, reader finds out that she might miss something back at highschool

Warnings: NSFW! 18+. Alcohol consumption. Blow job mention. Swearing. Some Fluff. Mention of masturbation.

Disclaimer: I don't know Chris, Scott or any of their family members. Female character is out of my mind. English isn't my first language, all mistakes and grammar errors are my own.

Also, IT'S MY FIRST PUBLISH STORY. Let me know what you think.

Word Count: 3864.

You already thought Chris was the most beautiful boy when you saw him for the first time at school, he was 13 or 14 years old. He was walking to the cafeteria of your new school. Pale skin, bright blue eyes, and perfect white teeth.

You were probably 11 or 12 years old, new at school, and feeling out of place since you didn’t know anyone there.

You were in line to pay for your lunch while staring at Chris.

“ I’d stay away from him…” someone behind you said, noticing you were staring at him. “He hangs out with weirdos of the theater club”.

You turned around to find this guy, similar pale skin, similar bright blue eyes but shorter.

You just nodded and smiled, feeling embarrassed to death.

Those were the first words you and Scott exchanged. From there it only escalated. Turned out you shared a lot of classes so he was kind enough to introduce you to his group of friends.

It didn't take long for you to figure out that Chris was his older brother.

You always had trouble making new friends, since you moved to the US with your family it wasn’t easy.

Your father was strict when it came to you and your siblings´ education. He always made the best effort to put you through the best schools and extracurricular activities.

It was a happy childhood. If it wasn't for the ghost of insecurities that always haunted you.

You weren’t like the other girls. Your skin was soft caramel brown, brown eyes, dark long hair, curvy. It was hard to compete with those beautiful fit girls around, you were ok with the way you looked, but you weren't exactly everyone’s cup of tea as a teenager. Or at least you thought so.

Somehow you navigated it through that in high school. You were part of the “creative” gang. Always near the popular group but not quite part of it.

You and Scoot shared friends, but you two were the best friends in the world. It wasn’t a surprise when he came out to you. You still remember how tight you hugged him when he told you he was in love with this guy, but he knew he would never get a chance with him.

And the time you told him you lost your virginity to that geek lab who seemed pretty nice at first but once he got his, he disappeared and spread the word at school of the two of you going at it at that party. You were so embarrassed that you begged your parents to skip school for a couple of days after that. Scott was the only one allowed into your bedroom during that phase.

As best friends, you were always at each other’s house. His mother was the coolest. For your birthday she always baked you the greatest cheesecake in the world.

It was wholesome, you were part of their family as much as Scott was part of yours.

It was good enough for you because you also get to be close to Chris. Boy, you had a crush on your best friend’s older brother.

With time it was pretty obvious you were not his type, or maybe he just saw you as his younger brother’s best friend.

You all shared house parties in the summer during high school. Usually finding Chris making out with another perfect golden girl.

It was hard at first, but then you accepted the reality: he would never lay an eye on you that way. He learned to love you, and know you, and shared a lot of good moments with you but that was it. You accepted that and moved on.

Life went by, you started college. You didn’t move out of Boston. You stayed in the city and went to Boston College. Your parents were so proud of you, their eldest and the only one with a full scholarship to study Psychology.

That didn’t last longer than two years, as you fell out of the wagon. You started to fail exams, which caused you to have anxiety attacks. College was too much for you. You were considering quitting college.

You needed a break, a friendly face to spend some chill time with. Think about your next move.

So you went to visit Scott in New York.

“You can’t keep going like this, you have to tell your parents y/n.” He said holding out a beer for you. “Look at you, you can’t even sleep 3 hours at night. I’m serious. You tell them or I will”

You let out a sight “I know, I just hate breaking their hearts” you swiped a tear off your cheek “Thank you for letting me stay with you, I needed it to get out of Boston”. You smiled while taking a drink from the bottle.

“Oh we are going at it this weekend hun,” he said doing a little dancing on his seat “Chris is coming from LA” he looked at you waiting for a reaction “ Mr. Hollywood is treating us to a weekend of PAR-TY!”

You swallowed your beer hard, almost choking “Oh! I wished you’d told me! I don’t want to be in the way of you and your brother's weekend”.

“Oh, bullshit! He knows you’re here and…” He flashes a cocky smile “...I know you need some man candy for the eye to cheer you up”.

You feel your cheeks burning “You know you’re talking about your brother right?” You try but fail miserably to hide your excitement. It's been years since the last time you saw Chris.

Scott laughs so hard that beer comes out of his nose.

You two hung out and chill. You almost feel your anxiety melting away for good around Scott, he is the best person to be with when one needs a friend.

His phone buzzed on the coffee table with a text.

“Chris is here, I’m going to buzz him in,” He says getting up and heading to the front door.

You quickly run to the bathroom. Locked yourself inside to do the much needed freshen up

“Just what I needed it” You huffed checking your hair and make in the bathroom mirror “My teenager crush, fresh out of his latest franchise movie, looking fucking hotter than the usual.” You fix your breast in your bra, pulling them up “ And I’m a fucking mess” You murmured to yourself while looking for your perfume in your bag.

You are about to walk out of the bathroom as you hear them laughing and talking.

You take a deep breath in. It’s your best friend brother, you know him all your life, he has seen you in your worst moments. It’s just Chris. That’s all.

All that confidence went to hell as you saw him standing in the living room holding a beer and smiling. Wearing blue jeans, a black tight T-shirt, and that perfect genuine smile. ‘For the love of God!’ You thought as you saw him. You suddenly remember how you felt that first time you saw him at that cafeteria.

“Where the fuck did you hide?!” Scott came out of the kitchen holding two beers.

You snapped back “I was in the bathroom you dick head!” you took one of the beers off his hands. He loves putting on the spot.

“Hi Chris, nice to see you”

Chris was always the nicest guy in the world with you. “Hi y/n! How are you?” he didn’t even hesitate, he walked up to you and hugged you.

You hugged him back with the stupidest smile ever on your face.

“I’m fine, just fine Chris”.

He pulls back “Scott says you need a weekend off Boston uh?” he says smiling and sitting on the couch.

“Yeah” you scratch your head looking down “College is hectic you know, my anxiety it’s sky rocking”

If anyone knew about anxiety it was Chris. You’ve seen him over the years struggling with it. You’ve even considered calling him for some advice. But you’d thought he was too busy to answer the call of his younger brother's friend winning about college.

“Boy I know about that” He sighed “You’ve seen a professional about it?” He was interested in your problem.

“Not yet. I just don’t want to worry my parents” you sat on the couch.

“I see, well Scott told me you were having a tough time with it, if I can help with anything just tell me ok?” he looked at you.

You were surprised, you haven’t seen him in years and then he came out to NY for this?

“Thanks, “ you looked at him, your heart warmed seeing his eyes “this is nice of you”.

He nodded and smiled. “Well…” he says sitting back and putting his feet on the coffee table “... I need a weekend off with good old friends so…” he smiles and looks at Scott “...do tell what you have in the works for us brother”.

If there is one thing you knew about the Evans brothers it’s that they know how to party. After chilling for a while drinking beer at Scott’s apartment, the three of you headed out into the NY night.

It was summer so you walked to the first bar of the night.

Nobody seemed to notice Chris, of course, he was asked for pictures or autographs once or twice but everyone was into their own thing.

You laugh and drink, catching up with the two of them. Scott trying to guess what man would he end up hooking up with that night. Even trying to get you hooked up with some random guy.

“Come on y/n. Fucking it’s a great way to release that anxiety of yours. Maybe you’d get some sleep after a good round between the sheets' '.

You laugh covering your face “ I hope you didn’t mean that, if I hooked up with someone tonight I’m going at it on YOUR BED remember?, I’m staying with you”.

All of you laugh so hard.

“What about that guy?” Scott says, pointing with his bottle to a nice blonde guy. Big arms, tight ass, broad shoulders. Similar to someone nearby “He is your type...blonde, sculpted” he winks at you.

You got the hint, and you’re sure Chirs did too.

“That sounds more like you type Scott '' Chirs rushed and shot back before you could say something.

“Right! “ You say right away “I love you but I don't think I’m ready to have a threesome with you baby”

“Nice!” Chris puts out his beer for a toast of celebration with you.

“Oh, I see! It’s you two against me now…” Scotts put his hands up in defense. “I’m getting us some shots so I can deal with this”. He leaves the table and heads to the bar.

You take the last sip of your beer and look around. You are enjoying yourself, just like in old times.

“This is nice,” you say looking at all the people there, drinking and having a good time. The music is loud. “It’s been a while since…”

“...you fucked?” Chris interrupts you trying to finish your sentence.

You look back at him. You were going for ‘I had this much fun. Then you smile and look down at your empty bottle “...yeah that too” you let out a long sigh.

“Wow…” He let a smile out of the corner of his mouth looking up between his long eyelashes “...go for him.” he says looking at that guy Scott suggested before.

You burst into laughter.

“What?!” Chris says.

“Look at him…” you say looking at this guy from head to toe. He is the iconic frat guy. Surrounded by his looking alike buddies. Jacked up and trendy clothes. “He would never go for me.” Suddenly you felt the alcohol starting getting into your head. You cover your eyes with your hands “God knows I try to attract THAT golden guy type and I failed “ you say with your hands still pressing your eyes.

Chris leaned closer to the table, resting his elbows on it. “Honestly…” he says, playing with the bottle between his hands, “ I think you didn’t even try it…” he looked up to you.

You took your hands off your eyes. Your vision is blurry for a few seconds. Trying to focus and trying to figure out if you heard right “What do you mean?”.

He smiled and looked down again “I know you long enough to know that not any man is worthy of you…” he looked at you. You were still trying to figure out if you are hearing what you think you are hearing “...and yet you always thought that you weren’t enough, you’d be surprised.” he say and then he made a toast to the air with his bottle, took a drink of it, like celebrating that he made his point. And then rest his back on the chair waiting for your reaction.

In seconds, your anxiety picked up. Heart rate elevated to the sky. Was he talking about him?. Nah, it can’t be. “You don’t know what you’re talking about”. You managed to say.

“I think I do.” he put his elbows back on the table coming close to you “y/n you’ve always thought that a guy is only interested in a woman’s physique. I mean yeah, that’s one thing. “ he sighed trying to find the right words “I mean, don’t get me wrong. Over the years I've seen you crying and struggling with your self-esteem because you didn’t felt attractive ..” he made the quoting sign in attractive “... you’d be surprised to know how many people liked you back in high school but never got a chance with you because you thought you weren’t enough for them” again he made the quoting sign on your weren't enough.

He just said that. He sat there and said that to you.

You thought you were about to have a heart attack.

Just when you were ready to answer him Scott came back with a bottle of tequila in one hand and 3 shot glasses in the other “SHOTS!” he screamed. He stopped at the sight of you glaring at Chris with a killer look. Oh, he knew that look very well. “What’s going on?” he asked, sitting on the chair between you two preventing whatever was about to happen.

“Nothing…”Chris said looking away, realizing what he just said.

“HA!” you shout. Then you took the bottle of tequila from Scott's hands and then the glasses.

“You’re brother here…” you say laughing ironically “...says my self-esteem problems are the reason why not a lot of people liked me in high school,” you say while purring tequila into the glasses and handing them to Scott and Chris.

“Jesus! That's not what I said!” Chris says taking the glass of tequila and drinking it in one gulp.

“Really? That’s not what you said?” you gulp the tequila shot too.

“Hey hey!” Scott says, he was clearly drunker than Chris and you “I’m not going to stand between you two and your sexual frustration about each other” he says drinking his shot and immediately purring himself another one.

You open your eyes wide open, jaw-dropping on the table. Chris let out a laugh and bit his bottom lip. He didn’t seem to be shocked. He was always the picture of confidence and spontaneity.

“What?” Scott says “You thought that my brother here didn’t know about your crush on him?”

You were not sure of how to react. Alcohol and anxiety mixed in your veins were not a good combination.

“Scott, don’t say anything else, buddy,” Chris says, putting a hand on his shoulder and squeezing it. Eyes fixed on Scott's eyes. “You drank too much”.

“Fuck you! don’t even get me started on your rounds of you going at your cock whispering her name, we shared a bedroom remember? “ scoot keeps drinking.

You almost fall off your chair. Your heart in your throat, blood pumping like crazy through your body.

“Buddy, stop it” Chris squeezed even a header on his shoulder.

“What?!” you finally managed to say. You were stunned and wanted to know what the hell he was talking about “How did that happen?”

“He is just drunk” Chris tries to make him shut up.

“I’m not that drunk. I’m sick and tired of you two thought” Scott says laughing and purring tequila into the 3 glasses now “You want to know how that happened?” he asks you while handing you the glass

“Yes please,” you said amused now. Oh, you want it to hear this, it was Chris’s turn to feel embarrassed.

“So you are not mad anymore?” Chris says taking the glass of tequila “Go ahead, I dared you to hear this without blushing” he was everything but embarrassed about it.

Neither of you three was thinking straight anymore.

Scott drinks the tequila “I’m not holding anything back brother…” he warns Chris.

“Be my guess,” Chris says, drinking the shot.

Your eyes are still wide open waiting for the story.

“Ok...here it goes' ' Scott says sitting straight on his chair “Remember that time in our senior year? Chris was at home for the weekend and we were drinking in my room? Remember I was terrified because that guy that worked at the ice cream store finally agreed to go out on a date with me?” Scott started talking, not stopping only to have one more shot of tequila.

You weren't doing anything, just listening excited about it, Chris fucking Evans, your crush since you were 11 years old had a thing for you?!

Chris was just hearing, not showing any emotion, except for that confident look in his eyes.

“Well remember I had never given a blow job?” Scott continued. At that moment Chris burst into laughs, almost choking.

“Shut up Chris, this isn't about me” Scott punches his shoulder, and Chirs doesn't stop.

“Anyways, remember you brought a dildo? And you were going at it, teaching me techniques? Remember this douchebag walked on us?”:

It hit you. You had blocked that out.

Of course, you remember it now.

Chris walked into the bedroom they shared. And then he gave opinions and suggestions to you and Scott while you were doing the very graphic demonstration on that pink dildo. You remember now, that you were so proud of yourself for some kinky reason, you even remember Chris saying “Not bad, you’re not bad at it at all”. 

Now you were laughing as hard as Chris was. “I was so proud of myself” tears started running on your cheeks from laughter.

“You whore” Scott shouts, laughing too. Luckily the music was loud enough for anyone else to hear this.

“Well, apparently that image of you sucking that dildo haunted my perv older brother for days.” Scott says looking a Chris enjoying putting him on the spot now “ He fisted that dick for days whispering your name, I think I will need more therapy now after remembering this, that’s the first time I realized that my brother was a fucking horny dog” he says purring himself another tequila shot.

You cover your mouth, shut your eyes close, heart pumping in your ears, cheeks on fire. Not daring to look at Chris.

“Hey, I was 19! Of course, I was horny seeing a girl sucking a dildo.” Chris tried to defend himself.

You opened your eyes and looked at him. “You’re telling me that all these years I had a crush on you and you had a crush on me?!”

“I didn’t have a crush on you! “Chris answer back “I just wanted to be sucked by you, I’d had told you that but you were too busy crying over those guys of the football team” He looked at you, his eyes shone with a little regret “But hey, we wouldn’t be the good friends we are now if actually, something happened between us” he reached out for the plate of peanuts on the table.

You looked at him, suddenly Scott was invisible.

“Yeah, I’m going to the bathroom, clearly you guys need some space” Scott said standing up, almost falling on his face as he walked to the restroom.

Both of you watched him leave, neither of you wanted to look at each other.

You played with your fingers on the edge of your glass, searching for words. Emotions fight inside you to get in front.

Confidence won. “So..” you finally said, “... I was too busy crying over other boys while you wanted me to suck you off?”.

Chris smiled at the corner of his mouth. “Yeah, I still have a pretty vivid image of your lips around that dildo” he bit his lip looking up to you as he played with peanuts on the plate.

You felt like your eyes were shooting rays of flaming hearts to him. “I’m sure I’ve gotten better since then, though…” you said reaching for the bottle of tequila between them.

Chirs didn’t even give you one second as he took the bottle out of your hand, and slid onto the chair Scott was sitting on, right next to you, leaning towards you.

You didn’t move an inch.

“There is only one way to find that out,” he said and took a sip of the bottle. Slowly putting it on his lips, drinking and making sure his lips were wet with tequila. He handed the bottle to you, a drop of liquid shining on his beard.

You smiled, taking the bottle of his hand, your lips were vibrating with anticipation. You came closer to his chest and took the back of his neck. As you run your tongue on his beard, cleaning that drop of tequila off his beard, you swear the world spins around you.

You reach up to his lower lip with your tongue, swiping it to the corner of his mouth. Chris lets out a soft moan.

You smile before taking his whole bottom lip with your mouth and giving a gentle but deep suck to it.

Now Chris doesn't hold it back anymore, practically eating your lips with his mouth, hand all over your waist, and back pressing you against him.

You two broke apart and looked at each other, eyes burning with desire.

"Wish I'd said something years ago" Chris whispered closer to your lips.

" Gave me time to get better all these years" you rest your forehead on his.

He brushes your lips with his fingertips " Can't wait for these to suck more than tequila on my lips" he whispers.

You lick your lips "Me either" you practically moan out in desire. You couldn't believe your eyes and ears.

Just then Scott comes back to the table.

“Great! And I’m the fucking genius who started this” he puts his hands on his hips putting like a child as he sees you two.

You both laugh loudly resting each other's foreheads on your shoulders.

It’s safe to say that tonight some anxiety was released with some rounds between the sheets after all those years.

[astrohnova]

𝐀𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬?

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𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘 Ransom and you have a complicated relationship. But his fucking makes it simple.

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 +18 ONLY. IF YOU’RE A MINOR, i’ll kick your ass and also block u. insults, explicit language, smut (sex toy use, filmed sex, filmed masturbation, dumbification, breeding kink, squirting mention, spit play, blowjob, rough sex (all consented tho) creampie, daddy kink, "bitch", "whore", "cumslut", "slut"), use of spanish phrases without translation. WHEN IN DOUBT, DON’T READ. THAT’S IT.

𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒

I’m new at writing so if I should add more tags let me know. Also, english is not my first language so it might be a little weirdly worded so just let me know and i’ll change whatever’s wrong. I’m sorry

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The new lingerie set you’d bought made you feel savage. You knew it was something that your followers would enjoy. You decided to appear soft and delicate today, a good girl. So you turned your camera on, and while you were waiting for your payers to come in, you were sucking a lollipop endearingly, to gradually rile up the people watching you.

The candles you had lit along with the perfume you had spread in the room, with the soft music sounding in the background set the ambient, and your hand was gloved sending goosebumps through every part of skin you caressed. You were just fueling every sense, aislating yourself from the real world. You put the lollipop down and laided your back onto the headboard of your bed, with the computer at your feet, your clothed pussy in the first plane for your followers to admire and the clothed hand making it’s way there.

You’ve bought this glove recently, it was a sex toy. Made of black latex and a different head on each of your fingers, along with different textures that would let you see the stars. You even put a vibrator inside the middle one, just touching the point of your middle finger. Every head was different and enticing. And the vibrations between your thighs, so close to you sensible cunt left you gasping. Your lips and eyes stand out from the mask that you had on your face, sensual and with the same color as your underwear.

You looked straight to the camera when you grazed the vibrator contained by the latex over your pussy, while you gasped and then moaned, laying your head back. You could hear the sound of subscriptions coming in, and you suggestively moaned before pulling your panties to the side with your uncovered hand and brushing the vibrator on your clit, whining lightly. Then you put one of your fingers inside of you, and moaned directly to the camera, while you rubbed soft circles on your clit with your thumb, your belly contracting gently, your nipples hardening.

You took your finger off and brought it to your lips. And before you kept the show going, you said “Thank you for the gift, I’m enjoying myself so much. I hope you get off too”. You inserted two fingers in your pussy and moaned out loud.

📷

He was watching you going down the street, completely mesmerized. Just like the other men and women seeing you. He was smoking, but the smoke got into his eyes, for not being careful; his whole attention was on you. He threw the cigarette on the floor and stepped on it.

“Que hermosa, mamita.” A cute man complimented you, and you smiled and winked.

“Gracias mi amor. So pretty yourself.” You complemented and left him with his mouth open. But compliments were responded to, and he was a beautiful man.

You were walking with so much confidence and all eyes were naturally attracted to your presence, in that dress that hugged you perfectly, in those heels that took you some time to accustom to but now you walked like on a runway. And those striking stockings that you were wearing. You really were feeling yourself, that’s what a good night of orgasms and money gets you, really. You had earned so much, just had a few video requests that you had to fulfill and this month's cuota would be filled. And with this new job you had landed, things were starting to get off for you and your family

He was about to kill all the tigers that were stomping in your way, looking at you the way he did. Thinking the same things that he did, incited by that fucking dress, that gracefullness of your soul, and the barm coat that flew with the wind as you ate the wole street up. He was meeting you on this old cozy bar, after seeing that video of you yesterday he was riled up and just needed to be inside your warm pussy this cold afternoon, maybe with the coffee that you were gonna drink while you argued still stained on your mouth, that he was going to pry from your willing mouth as you gasped against him, with your mixed spit going down your chin from the sloppy kisses that he loves, and your breathy whines that had him rubbing his crotch against your stomach. And he couldn’t wait to see if you were wearing the lingerie that he had bought you, with that color that highlighted your skin undertone and got his dick leaking precum. Last night you were glorious, and today you were a walking goddess.

“Hola, imbécil.”

“Now that’s not very nice, especially after all the money I gave you last night.”

“Mhhm. Others gave me more, papito.”

“That so?”

“It is.”

“I got something more that they can’t give you. And you’re driving me feral, walking like that towards me, flirting with other guys. I thought I made it clear that you were mine.”

“And I thought I made it clear that I was my own. Especially after last night, did you see me get myself off that hard? And after the video endend I got so fucking happy, so fucking horny with all the comments, the views, the pictures that I got that I went to sleep humping my pillow.”

“Pictures?”

“Oh yes, I got so many pictures of so many pretty cocks daddy”

“You were thinking of other cocks, slut?” He questioned, grabbing you by your arm and putting you against a wall as you laughed.

“Not only thinking, papi, I found this hot guy that was just drooling for me, and he made me drool for him so much. The sheets were so messy that I had to change them after he left.” He gripped your throat harder, just growling furiously.

“Fucking bitch, I’m gonna stuff my cock so deep than your throat to make you regret everything you just said.”

“But daddy, I haven’t told you the best part yet!” You bite your lip, seeing his predatory eyes that wanted to devour you entirely. And you kept going without remorse. “The mattress was so wet too. You never reached that, did you? You want me to think that I’m yours but I got others treating me better.” You pouted, all that you were saying was true and seeing this look in his eyes was such a sight. You almost whined from his look alone.

He grabbed you by the arm and took you to his car, getting on it just right before you on the driver’s side. Wildly driving back to his place to get you fucking stuffed

“You’re driving me insane, bitch. Did you fucking curse me?”

“I did, every dick that enters this sweet pussy, plastic or meat, gets obsessed.”

“Don’t talk like that, making me more horny.”

“I’m sure your hand can help you, guapo.”

“My hand? Are you kidding me? You put that dress on, that looks more like a fucking t-shirt, to come see me and then you leave me with my hand? No, fucking whore You’re giving me your mouth. I have to wipe that smug smile and that boy’s taste off your lips. So suck, vicious little bitch.” So you did, with the loudest and a porn-like moan you quickly undid his briefs pulling his cock out, sucking the tip first.

“Daddy, the lollipop yesterday got me thinking so much about your cock. I couldn’t wait to taste you like this again.” He grabbed you by the hair at the red light, roughly pulling you up to met his face, yours pleasure filled, with drool over your chin, the same that had dirtied his pants.

“You fucking slut, were you just drilling me up to make me get rough on you?”

“No daddy, I did fuck the boy. That was yesterday morning, and then yesterday night I found a little time to think about you.”

“Yeah? Now all you're gonna have in your head and your mouth is me.” He shoved his cock deep into you, and when you gagged he pushed himself further and kept you there. “”Breathe, make this nice for me. I know you can do it.” You could, you enjoyed this so much, your paties were drenched. And what would he do when he notices you weren't wearing the pair he bought for you. Hopefully, break you. You started moving your hips, moving some friction in your pussy, and tastefully wiggling your ass for Ransom to admire.

“That’s right, cumslut. I'll make your ass fire up later too.”

📷

You screamed sensually when he hit your ass. You were on all fours, head down ass up, exposed to Ransom. He was filming your glistening pussy and your delicious ass that bounced on his torso asking for more pain. Delicious pain.

“I’m gonna break you with my cock baby. But after you ask nicely. Your followers want to know what a whore you are.”

“Such a whore! I want your dick papi, you fuck me so good. I want you to leave me braindead, drooling, filled. Please, please, please papi. Cogeme, fuck me. Te tengo muchas ganas.” You whined so hard, so annoyingly empty and desperate.

“What a good girl, making daddy so happy. Here you go, cunt.” He put one hand on your ass and thrusted into you aggressively. He positioned the camera to capture your joy filled face and his hips slamming in you. He didn’t stop nor slowed down, and started rubbing your clit to make you man loader, and you started to move back against him.

“You’re such a greedy little girl, you want all of me. ‘Cmon, give it to me now.”

“Ah!” You opened your mouth in a silent scream when you came, wetting him with your fluids.

And he quickly turned you around, on your back with your legs spread to search for his own high. But you were so sensible you started to close your legs and tried to squirm away from him. But he grabbed your face and spit on your cheek.

“Don’t you fucking dare pushe me away. You take it. Open your fucking legs. Open them wide.” You did, and he used you like a doll, with your mind swimming in pleasure, in his gorans in your ears and his hair caressing your face. He came, pushing himself against you and spilling into the condom. He moved away from you and grabbed the camera, turning it off. Then you were gonna edit the video a little bit, cropping some parts to upload to twitter and the full part you were gonna send it to your special subscribers. You gathered yourself, going to the bathroom to wash yourself a little bit, and coming with a cigarette in your mouth, already lit. You threw yourself on the bed.

“We… We have to stop doing this.” Ransom turned himself to you, taking the cigarette out of your hand and smoking it.

“Baby, you say that everytime. And then you do shit like today.”

“I know. But it’s different now, Hugh.”

“What the fuck you calling me that for?”

“‘Cause I got a new job. Lisa’s personal assistant. And I don’t intend to be higher than all the employees you ask to call you that and then go ahead and disrespect them.”

“You don’t have to work for shit, baby. I’ll pay everything for you. You just keep making those videos and the rest is on me”

“What? Like a sugar daddy? No jodás.” You grabbed another cigarette for yourself, so this dipshit wouldn’t take it away from you

“I mean it baby, I can give you the world, just let me”

“I already have the world papito, and I got it all on my own.” He hummed, and his eyes lit up when you called him ‘daddy’ in spanish, in this intimacy. With your body still displayed for him, through which he roamed his eyes in.

“Papito?” He repeated with an accent. “Maybe I can make a mama out of you....” He burned the cigarette out and took yours off too.

“What the hell are you talking about?” You complained in a moan when he turned you around, on your belly with your hands by your head and his entire muscular, heavy and warm body sprayed out on you. He then pushed deep into you.

“Get off me, Ransom.” You complained in a gasp.

“But I’m so deep ‘side you... I just have to get this shit off me to fill you up.“ He still had his condom on, but he hurriedly got it off and dived inside you again.

“What?! Don’t you dare. Get. The hell. Off.”

“Don’t lie to me princess, you want me to fill this pussy. You’ll be a fucking queen, in my arms, being spoiled with my money. I’ll take care of you and all the kids you’re gonna give me.”

“Ransom…” Your accent was spilling, and your resistance was getting away from you, his words and promises stained in your brain. “Fucking dick.”

“Nobody takes me like you, gripping me like that. You’re just a whore for me, ain’t you? Want all of me.”

“Ah, Ransom, you’re so deep.” You whined, your belly contracting.

“What do you want, honey? I wanna hear you beg for it”

“I-- Please Ransom. Please, please, please llename. Por favor, papi!” You moaned when he started pushing into you again. Last round had been intense and you had little break, so naturally you didn’t last long. You came screaming Ransom’s name, free to do so without a camera in front of you. And he was so close too, his mind winded up with getting you pregnant, with images of your belly full, your tasty breasts with all the milk he was gonna drink. He was goraning so much, your pussy grabbing him so hard, pushing him farther inside of you.

“Are you gonna be a good mama for me?”

“The best, daddy! Just please, please fill me.” And he did, with the loudest groan. To then turn you around and start admiring your tits, your body, getting inside your head with compliments of the mommy you were gonna be. And all the videos you were gonna make with your horniness, with your huge titis and that round belly. How he wanted to cover you in cum and get it on camera to show that you were his, cause getting you pregnant just wasn’t enough. And after that, he went down to eat his leaking cum out of you and prepared you for the next round.

[lu-morningstar]

amor - Chris Evans [Social Media]

Part 1 | Part 2 | Can be read as stand-alones.

pairing: chris evans x singer!latina!reader

a/n: the first pic inspired me to write something and while I was writing illicit affairs (still a wip), I thought, wouldn't Danna Paola be amazing for a face claim? and boom, here you have it. Please enjoy and lmk your thoughts.

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fan1 omg Dodger 😍

fan2 who have him the right to look this good while driving

fan3 wanna ride shotgun with him

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fan5 am I the only one wondering who took the pic????

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↳ fan7 is he seeing someone???

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RAZA, se viene fic (versión: especial de brujas) del Steve Murphy... Ojo que esto para nada planeado, pero en la semana descubrí la cantidad de fica que ese hombre tiene y me tentó... Só... Agarren se los calzones pa que no se les vayan a caer...

De paso les aviso que traigo uno de Andy Barber y de Chris Evans, so, ahora sí venimos / vengo con todo...

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Raza, a fic de Steve Murphy (versão: especial de bruxa) está chegando... Note que isso não foi nada planejado, mas durante a semana descobri a quantidade de fica que aquele homem tem e ele me tentou...

Apenas... Pegue sua calcinha para que ela não caia...

A propósito, vou avisar que estou trazendo uma de Andy Barber e Chris Evans, então, agora estamos chegando / I' venho com tudo...

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Raza, Steve Murphy's fic (version: Halloween special) is coming... ojo, that this wasn't planned at all, but during the week I discovered the amount of fics that that man has and it tempted me... So... Hold on, Grab your panties so they don't fall off...

Btw, let me tell you that I bring / wrote / Im writing one of Andy Barber and Chris Evans, so, now we come / I come with everything...

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We are not just friends —22

Chris Evans x bi!latina!character (Sofia is a people of color, she’s brown.)

Chris and Sofia meet when their best friends started dating, it all started at friends with loads of bumps on the road.

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Chris was sleeping when his phone began ringing on the nightstand, it was Sofia.

"Hey, Sof. Everything okay?" He asked, checking the time It was about 2 am.

"Hi, yeah—you were sleeping, were you?" She asked, feeling a tad sad about waking him up.

"Yeah, it's okay though, Don't worry about it." He said rubbing his eyes and turned around to lay on his side."What's up?"

"Oh, I just wanted to," She sighs over the phone. "Just, I'm sorry about yesterday—

"Sofi, it's okay—

"Let me, okay?" She interrupted him and went on. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have made out with that guy-" She breathed in. "It was Ryan's home, I disrespected you in front of your friends, Scott. I acted like a damn mess. I shouldn't have come up to you at the party or your house, I'm so sorry Chris." She lamented over the phone and Chris was the one taking a deep breath.

"I think we both acted like fools last night, I said things that I shouldn't have said to you. I wanted to hurt you because I was hurt. God, I'm an asshole—" He groaned. "At Ryan's, at my house, that was just me trying to get a reaction out of you. I should be calling you to apologize."

Sofia chuckle and he heard her sniffle. "It's okay, are you mad at me?"

"No, there's no way that I'll be mad at you. Even if I was, it usually never lasts long." Chris smiles and she does too. "Are you mad at me?"

"Maybe a little," She quickly answered. "But I think I'm mostly jealous,"

"Jealous of who?" Chris asked, not catching what she meant.

"You know who," She whispered and Chris swore she could picture her shrugging and pouting, which made him smile a bit.

"Sorry about that, I wasn't purposefully trying to," He explained. "As I said, I was trying to get out a reaction."

She hummed about his response. "Well, you did. I wanted to slap the hair of your head."

Chris laughed, so did her. "That was hilarious,"

"Yeah, I get really funny when I'm drunk." Sofia rolled her eyes at her and stood up from the sofa. "Anyways, it's kinda late—"

"Yeah…" Chris agreed and bit his finger, he didn't particularly want her to hang up.

"Oh, uhm… Your mom called,"

"Did she?" Chris frowned sitting up on the bed, intrigued.

"Yeap, I'm teaching her and Scott to make Argentinian empanadas. On Friday…"

"That's nice, am I invited?," He smiled and Sofia laughed.

"It's your house, dude."

"Come on," He laughed again. "You want me there?"

Sofia kept quiet for a little while. "Of course I want you there."

—

"So, what happened?" Amanda asked as Sofia groaned beside her, they were walking around the block of Mandy's suburban house.

"I got drunk, we made out—God," Sofia said, feeling embarrassed. "we made each other jealous and then laughed about it last night on the phone."

"You had sex?"

"No, but we slept together and I was a bitch when I woke up."

"As usual, you never were a morning person." Amanda smiled as Sofia grabbed her arm and wrapped it around hers. "You can't keep going like this with him, Sof. You know that, don't you?"

"I know," She scratched her head and sighed deeply. "We stretched it too long, but I love him and I told him that."

"Do you?"

"Yeah, and I took it back—kinda,"

"You're such a bitch," Amanda pinches her on her arm, and Sofia squeaks.

"I never told anyone that I love them,"

"Not even Tiffany?"

"I thought that I loved her, but I know now that I never did. It was all manipulation and downright toxic shit around her narcissistic ass. God, if I was fucked up before Tiffany. She ruined relationships for me,"

"I know,"

"That's why I can't trust Chris because every time we broke up he's off with one of his exes. Tiffany did the same but with random girls not to the same extent as her." Sofia explained. "He goes off to LA, forget all about me here and suddenly when he's in Boston I'm all we ever wanted. I don't know, I—"

"Chris it's nothing like Tiffany, Sofia. Come on," Amanda told her. "And you guys broke up two times, one you broke up with him through text and you kept talking for a bit. You two got back together and he left you—

"He went back to Jenny both times, I didn't even have sex with anyone besides him since we started this."

"You were on a break."

"It doesn't matter and you sound like Ross Geller and he's the worst," Sofia said. "And he said he loves me, you don't go back with your ex if you love someone else." She almost whispered and looked at her friend. "Aren't you supposed to be on my side?"

"I'm always on your side, that's why I'm telling you this. Chris isn't perfect, he made mistakes but he never mistreated you, he never lied either."

"I know that I know…" Sofia nodded a few times as she watched the sun on the clear sky, closing her eyes. "Why is it so complicated?"

—

"How come you don't know how to drive?" Scott asked Sofia and she laughed. They were at his mother's kitchen, chopping some vegetables and chatting, waiting for Lisa to come back from the supermarket.

"Never owned a car before, I didn't see the point of learning and Uber exists now," She laughed and shrugged. "Besides your brother was my personal chauffeur every time he's in town." Sofia sasses him and Scott let out the loudest laugh because it was true.

"And yet, he says that hates driving around,"

"Oh yes, but he loved speeding and scaring the shit out of me," She laughed now and sighed. "And he just laughs grabbing his left titty… Or mine." Scott was screaming when Lisa and Chris walked in carrying a lot of bags.

"What are you two laughing about?" Lisa asked, smiling as Scott and Sofia shared a look and laughed again.

"What did you tell him?," Chris smiled and pointed a finger at Sofia, making them laugh again "Or what did you tell her?" He asked pointing the same finger but now at Scott.

"Nothing Mom, Apparently your son doesn't hate driving around that much," Scott shrugged and Sofia laughed.

"I hate driving around, what are you talking about?" Chris smiled, already knowing where that was coming from.

"Yeah, not for her," Scott said and Chris laughed as he unpacked the grocery from the bags and put it on the counter.

"Of course no, I love her and she used to let me touch her boob—" Chris explained and Sofia choked and Scott let out a screen mixed with laughter.

"Christofer!," Lisa laughed as she threw a whole package of toilet paper at him and they all laughed.

"Ma!" He shouted and laughed.

Sofía couldn't help but think that she loves this, moments like this. She loves them, she loves them all.

—

"Isn't this your wildest fantasy?," Scott asked his brother, as they sneakily watched their mother and Sofia cooking, laughing and day drinking wine.

"Shut up," Chris nudged him off, he was trying to hear what they were talking about. "This is wrong, isn't it?"

"Ah, yes," Scott quickly said and shook his head. "Are you trying to win her back?"

"Yes, I love her. I just wanna be with her,"

"Then go, be with her—be her friend again, Sofia is half way there men. She loves you, she really does."

"You talked to her?" Chris asked.

"I'm telling you nothing, that's between us." Scott said and Chris gave him a stern look.

"Yeah, but she's my girl—what she said?, does she love me back?, does she want me back?," Chris quickly tried to pry information out of his younger brother. Scott as a true friend, kept his mouth shut.

"I won't tell you shit."

"If you don't tell me, when we have another joint interview imma tell you crap yourself in the car." Chris muttered and Scott gasped.

"You wouldn't!,"

"Oh, brother. You wait," Chris said, shaking his head. Fast forward, he did talk about it on national television.

"What are you two whispering about, we can hear your cackling from here!" Lisa shouted as she nudged Sofia, making her laugh.

The brothers walked through the kitchen door, Scott umbothered and Chris was pretending to be unbothered, he might be an actor but his mother saw right through him, he was anxious.

Sofía smiled at him and he returned the smile back, hands on his pockets, looking adorable.

"Can we help?," Chris asked, walking up to her side. Sofia was putting some empanadas on a tray and placing them on the oven.

"We are mostly done," She answered looking around, the kitchen was a mess. "You guys could help clean."

"Ah,yes. I have this thing—ma, I need to talk to you." Scott said pointing out away from the kitchen and Lisa quickly followed.

"I'll be right back, honey" Lisa said to Sofia wiping her hands on a towel. "You help her," She said to Chris.

"Of course." Chris said, quickly putting himself to gather all the dirty things and place them on the sink. "You okay?" He asked, she seemed quiet as she started to do the dishes.

"Yeah, yeah—it's just," She said and looked at him, Chris was concerned because of the last time that they were together in this very same house. They broke up. "I talk with Lisa about what happen last time I was here,"

"Yeah, I told her something about that." Chris said, thinking that he fucked up on telling his mother for a second.

"I know, it's alright." She said and looked down. "She got it, what I feel at that time." Sofia went quiet for a moment and looked at Chris. "I wish I had talked to her that time, you know? Maybe we wouldn't be in this position right now."

"You think That?," He asked, wiping his hands. Eyes focused on her, Sofia nodded a few times as she rinsed a few plates.

"I don't know, maybe—if we ever talked about all the shit we have to talk about." She laughed and Chris snorted.

"So let's talk about it,"

"Right here?," She asked sarcastically. "in your mother's kitchen. Sure,"

"It doesn't have to be here, but I wanna have that talk. I want to sort things out between us," Chris said looking at her, honestly in his voice and Sofia didn't know what to do.

"Chris… I, I don't know. It's been months, there is so much crap between us." Sofia said playing with the towel and looking down.

"I don't want you out of my life, Sofia." Chris said and she looked at him. "I would hate that, I'll regret it all my life."

"I don't want that, I would hate it too." She whispered and turned around to rest her back on the counter and let out a sigh. "I miss you. Not gonna lie about that."

"I miss you too, all the time." He whispered and got close enough to cup her face as she leaned in his touch, closing her eyes. Chris took a deep breath and Sofia wrapped her arms around her torso, holding him tight, burning her face in his chest.

Chris kissed the top of her head and hummed, only for her to hear. "I love you."

"I know," She whispered and looked up, pouting with her eyes glossy.

"sweetheart," Chris said, kissing her face as she smiled at the touch, a sweet moment interrupted by a timer ringing to take out the food of the oven.

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The Pen Pal Project (Chris Evans x Latina!OC)

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Previously on The Pen Pal Project...

Word Count: 2,110

Warnings: Watch your Profanity

Chapter 6

Letter #6

November 8th, 2017

Julie’s POV

Julie walked into her dad's house. She smiled as she recalled memories of her childhood home, funny how as now that she was older anytime she walked somewhere along the house, she always found some lost memory, like it was stored in the back of her head for that specific moment.

“Apa?” Julie called out for her dad as she entered the kitchen.

“In here!” She heard her dad say, she made her way over to the living room to see her dad fixing some lamp. The dogs greeted Julie with such excitement, “Hey there!” She said as she bent down and began to pet the two small dogs in front of her. She heard her dad grunt and then let out a heavy sigh, “there!” He said in success, “damn thing shouldn’t break anymore.” He then turned to Julie, with a wide grin, “how are you, mija?” He said as Julie got back up and gave her dad a hug. He gently kissed the top of her head with such pride and joy.

“Good,” Julie watched as her dad groaned as he sat down on the couch, she knew that sound all too well. Julie’s dad never knew when too quit, “Apa, when are you gonna retire?”

“When the work kills me,” he said with pride, Julie rolled her eyes and began to pick up the dog toys that were scattered on the floor.

“You’re too stubborn for death,” she mumbled but her dad heard her and let out a small huff. He knew it was true as he smiled a bit at the fact.

“Good,” he huffed, “I like the manual labor. Puts me to good use other than just sitting here waiting to die.”

Typical, Julie thought. Her uncles were the same way, never knowing when to quit. “Cindy has a good job,” she said as she mentioned her stepmother, “she’s a nurse for christ’s sake, she’s been one for what? Forty years? You guys will be perfectly fine if you retire now.”

He mumbled a few words under his breath, he hated the word retirement, made him feel useless, “then what good would I be then?” Julie raised her eyebrows at her father and he instantly knew that look, regretting saying what had just been said; he rolled his eyes and let out a defeated sigh, “I guess… maybe I can work on the garden more if I do retire soon… maybe fix some things in this damn house,” he gestured towards the bathroom, “damn sink is leaking again and I never have time to fix it, either.”

Julie smirked, she knew her facial expressions can get to her dad, “you can finally make that garage into that man cave you’ve always talked about.”

He smiled, “yeah and I can put that record player you got me for fathers day in there, and play my records I got.”

“Did you go to that record store I told you about in downtown?”

He nods, “got some good records too, planning on going back later on this weekend.” Julie smiled as she placed the dog toys in the small basket that was on the floor, low enough for the dogs to reach, “any word on your mother?”

Julie shook her head, “thankfully enough.”

“Maybe you should talk to her,” he sounded hesitant, he knew how much of a touchy subject this was for his daughter, but he is only trying to help.

Julie shook her head once more, “No, the only thing coming out my mouth when I see her is how much of pu-nevermind,” Julie instantly calmed herself down. She didn’t want to get angry, not now anyway.

“How much of a what?”

Julie sighed, “just forget it, dad,” he sighed and just glared at her, making her groan, “how much a puta she really is!”

He glared at her even more at the tone of voice she had and for the words she had just used, “I didn’t raise you to speak that way.” Julie always found it funny how her dad only got angry when she cussed in spanish but never got angry when she cussed in english.

“If I remember correctly you were the one who taught me all the bad words in Spanish when I was just five years old.”

He smiled with glee, “it was damn funny too,” He then looked over at Julie, remember how small she used to be, “mija, say a la verga.” This only earned him a glare from Julie, “you were so small! You didn’t know any better.”

“exactly, and you took advantage of it,” Julie said as she let out a small chuckle, she then sighed as her mind wandered back to that time. How much of mess her life really was back then, but all that mess was just growing and growing until it exploded. She sat down on the recliner and began to fiddle with her thumbs, her dad instantly felt the mood change in his daughter, “what’s on your mind, Juju?” He asked with such concern in his voice.

“it just hurts to think about back then… we were so oblivious to the mess that was being created at that time and she just stood there… she literally stood and watched it all get worse for her.”

Her dad gave her a confuse look, “what does Olib- obl-“ she noticed her dad struggle to say the word.

“Oblivious, dad,” she said with patience in her voice, “ob-liv-i-ous,” she sounded it out for him, she did it a second time but he repeated it with her.

“Oblivious!” He said, “what does it mean?”

“It means not be aware of something.”

He nods, “you’re so smart, you know that?”

Julie rolled her eyes, “well, for being a college dropout, I am surprised that I am.”

“At least you got to go to college, I barely got to finish the eighth grade, even then, I hardly ever went to school my dad would take me to work every day to help feed the family.”

“I know, dad,” Julie said as she stood up and kissed him on the cheek, “you changed the subject, but I have to go.”

He grumbled, “sure, you just don’t want to talk about it.” She rolled her eyes, “I’m kidding, mija.” He said with a smile, “drop by tomorrow, I might do a barbecue.”

“You know I’ll always stop by for your barbecues!” She said her goodbyes to the dogs and then her dad as she made her way out of the house. Julie remembered that she had a letter waiting for her at her therapists office, she quickly made her way over there.

“Hey, Becca!” Julie said with a smile as she entered the building.

“Ahh, so you got my message!” Becca said as she handed Julie her letter, “And Dr. Holt is in her office, she wants to speak to you.”

Julie looked at Becca confused, “but our appointment isn’t until next week.”

Becca gave Julie a small shrug. Julie sighed to herself and made her way into Dr. Holts office, “Dr. Holt?”

“Ah! Julie! It’s so nice to see you! Please sit!”

Julie sat down on one of the chairs, “what’s this all about?”

Dr. Holt smiled, “well, I spoke to Dr. Hudson, your… well, I understand his name is Chris, Dr. Hudson is Chris’s therapist.” Julie gave Dr. Holt an understanding nod, “anyways, we spoke on the phone recently, Dr. Hudson and I, and she told me this idea that Chris came up with.”

“Which is?” Julie felt herself getting a bit impatient.

“P.O. boxes, for the letters of course. So, it’ll be easier for you both to send the letters,” Dr. Holt cleared her throat, as she got a small key out from one of her drawers in her desk, “we both agreed it was a brilliant idea,” she said as she handed the key to Julie, “this is the key for the P.O. box and here is the paper with all the information you need regarding the P.O. box.” She handed Julie a small piece of paper which had the number of the box and which post office.

“Chris came up with this idea?” Dr. Holt gave her a nod, “smart,” she mumbled. She then thanked Dr. Holt, not before the Dr. reminded her of the appointment, they had the following week. Julie said her goodbyes to Becca and then walked towards her car.

Julie decided to drive to the post office where her P.O. box was at, deciding to make herself become accustomed to the drive. Once she found the post office, Julie grabbed the letter that she had placed in the passenger seat.

 Dear Juju,

What did I tell ya? Or was it you that told me? Anyway, I didn’t say Julie, I said Juju this time around. I feel like we’re close enough to begin calling each other by our nicknames. Which I just realized; you gave me your nickname but I didn’t give you mine… Another mystery that needs to be solved? That would be too cruel wouldn’t it? I’ll let you take three guesses and then I’ll tell you. And from the looks of it, you can be dramatic, but that’s okay. I’m an actor after all. I too can be dramatic when I need to be.

Mr. William sounds like a sweet old man, someone who probably has lots of stories to tell, if you just sat down with him and listened. Now as for the rude customers, you don’t have to start anywhere, I can just guess, I’ve seen a handful of rude customers from being a customer myself. Now, as for the photography you have briefly mentioned… show me the photo you are most proud of capturing. That’s if you are comfortable enough to show me. No pressure.

And I can assure you, Juju, that I am even more funny in person. Maybe one day you’ll just see for yourself.

I am a living pretty well kind of actor, by the way.

You have family from Mexico? So you’re Latina? Do you speak Spanish? Willing to teach me a few words if you do? Also winter here in Boston is gorgeous! You just have to see it, Julie. I’m familiar with the winter in California, it can be quite sad, I always come home to Boston for the winter. Mostly because of the holidays but also because of the scenery.

Phew! I am so glad I do not have to ask for a different pen pal! And I am so sorry that I offended you although, I must point out that you did the same thing within the first letter. Without even knowing a guy! Kinda harsh there, Juju.

Ahh, you’re the only girl! I’m assuming that you were very protected by your brothers as a child. I had sisters so, it was quite different in my household. But me and my siblings are a tight bunch.

Alright then, if we’re starting this game, let’s make it interesting…. What was your favorite subject in high school?

 Toodles.

 P.S. Good, I would hate to make you upset.

P.P.S.

 I didn’t mean to make you panic, I am so sorry for that, Julie. But I am glad you told me. I imagine it must be hard for you to share that information with an almost complete stranger, but I must ask, who else have you spoken to about your childhood? I’d imagine you spoke to your therapist about it.

I just can’t wrap my head around the fact that a mother would threaten to kill their children. When you said guilt for the mistakes, she had made in the past… what mistakes? I also saw that you mentioned that your dad’s son from his first marriage has no relation to you… what did you mean by that?

How was your childhood being raised by a single father? It’s rare to hear about single fathers raising children. Do you and your stepmother get along now? What caused all these fights? I’m sorry if I am asking so many questions it’s just, I’m trying to understand a little bit better and I also care about you, Julie. I know we haven’t even met each other in real life but by the looks of it, you seem like a nice girl. A girl that is strong and independent… did I mention strong? Because I have a feeling, I know what would’ve happened to you if you had stayed with your father, but you’re here, Julie. You’re alive. And I’m proud of you.

  Julie decided to wait on the reply, after all there things that needed to be attached that she had left at home.

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The way to a man's heart is through his stomach.

Chris Evans x Latin Reader

This weekend your local community center in Boston, had decided to organize an event where the locals could sell their homemade cooked, baked goods, all money collected during this event, would go to multiples charities.

It was a perfect opportunity to promote your brand-new business. You have always been a good cook, therefore, you have opened a small dinner with international cuisines. Each day, you were serving food from different countries. Promoting your skills at this event was the best idea to gain the new customers.

There were many tables with delicious goods, however, your table was the most popular. Your table was beautifully presented with a fresh Empanada’s, The Colombian Pantalones, and your favorite – Churrasco. It wasn’t only your favorite meal. After two hours since the event has started, you asked your friend to take care of customers as you needed a break.  Once, when you were back at your table, you saw your friend talking to a handsome man. He had the Boston Red Sox cap and the fluffy navy cardigan. You recognized him, knowing that he ordered a plate of Churrasco a few times this evening.

“There she is, the lady of the evening. This is Y/N, she made all of these wonderful meals, and she owns this business. “ She sent you a wink and escaped.

“I am Christopher, nice to meet you.” Chris blushed as he had a mouth full of food, and he knew it was rude of him to introduce himself like that.

“Nice to meet you, Chris, I can see you are a fan of Churrasco, same as me. I can give you a recipe, or I can give you my business card, so you can order some more. We do a home delivery.”

“That would be great, do you think you could teach me how to cook it? In your free time, of course! I will pay you for the lessons. Ahh, I am sorry, I am not myself today.” Chris was irritated with himself, didn’t know how to ask for your number, he was also very attracted to you, and was afraid of your rejection.

You noticed that he is shy, and you find it adorable.

“Yes, I can do it, how about Friday evening? “

“Wonderful, I will send you my address.”

After a few lessons, Chris found the courage and asked you for a date, and you were together since.

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Drive All Night

A drabble inspired by one of my favorite Bruce Springsteen songs...

Home. Whether it’s found somewhere or in someone, it’s always clothed in duality. If you’ve never thought it was possible to be in two places at once, you’ve never been to Los Angeles. From the heated rush of bodies down Rodeo Drive at midday to the midnight drives down the winding lanes of Laurel Canyon, time always finds a way to move differently.

There’s a soft crunch of rubber against dirt as a black Jeep comes to a stop on a grassy verge.

Taking a long, deep breath, Chris steels himself and pushes back into humid leather. He’s surrounded by bright city lights, but he’s never felt more shrouded in darkness. He hasn’t slept. There are empty paper cups strewn across the floor. Every inch of the car smells like coffee, tobacco and sweat. He wouldn’t have started smoking again if it hadn’t happened. He wouldn’t have left if he’d just given himself one more second. One more chance to take a breath. Take another step. If he’d given himself the chance to shut off the bristling static in his brain. He had a talent for overthinking that from the outside looked like thoughtlessness. Callousness. Reckless impulsivity. Every time a wall was knocked down, he’d find a way to rebuild it.

He exhales again with a whistle, fingers tenting together as he casts his eyes to the ceiling. Only the thud of the windshield wipers breaks the thick silence.

After a beat, he turns the radio dial and drives away. It crackles as the signal dips and hailstones pummel the glass, quickly melting into dull rain. Organizing his thoughts is like untangling a ball of rubber bands, and he can feel each one of them snap, a jolt running through his spine.

The familiar white door comes into view. His muscles relax against the steering wheel and he almost parks in the driveway. Thin branches hit his shoulder with a wet slap as he slides out of the car. The warm porch light makes him squint, droplets of rain trickling from his lashes as he looks down at his feet, rocking on his heels a little. He steadies himself, reaches out and then quickly retracts his hand.

What the hell was he going to say?

He knocks.

“Chris?” She’s standing in a loose sweatshirt, rubbing her damp hair with a towel. “What the fuck-”

“I know.” Chris starts. A quick glance through the doorway reveals a tower of cardboard boxes in the hallway. “I know you don’t give a shit. I know I don’t deserve it. But I couldn’t leave without seeing you one last time.”