#alba x chris

[xxshewritesinblacknwhitexx]

are you still gonna write for chris and his character even after he claimed again publicly his racist gf?

To tell you the truth, Nonnie, I’m not so sure anymore. I’m gonna finish up the ones that I’ve started and maybe try to focus on his character ones. But as of right now I probably won’t start any new ones. I was gonna do a Chris x Wife!Reader/OC story (again after I catch up on my other fics) but it’s definitely now on hiatus. This whole thing just turns my stomach, and I wish people would understand that some of us aren’t mad that he has a gf. It’s the fact that he’s supposed to stand for something good but then he decides to date someone who has never made amends for a problematic past. And that’s so disappointing.

[supercap2319]

"I can't believe you, Johnny! You gave Y/N a handjob on top of the Baxter building. What were you thinking?" Sue asked her brother, pushing her glasses up towards her face.

Johnny looks up at her and smirks. "I was thinking... 'Damn. The kid shoots far. Wonder what would happen if I stuck my fingers inside his tight virgin hole alongside jerking him?'"

Sue huffed. "You're disgusting, Johnny."

"I know. And I know that Y/N is right outside listening to us. What do you say, Y/N? Another handjob with me fingering you from behind?"

Y/N came into the room with his face all red.

[sevasey51]

Hello buddy!, I was thinking about something about Chris Evans x daughter reader, also do this if you feel comfortable, but it would also be with Alba Baptista, you are their daughter, and I don't know, how would they both be with you, or if you want Invite your friends to the house, what would they be like?🥺❤️

Thank you anon for this ask I hope you like it, and thank you for all for still interacting with my page even though I’ve not been active a lot. It’s good to be back!

“it was you, your dad and Alba”

Chris Evans x daughter!reader (featuring Alba Baptista)

What would they be like with you, I could imagine this is during your teen years,

They’d both be insanely supportive and proud of you of course, they love you to all end of the earth.

Chris especially because he’s always wanted a daughter because every dad wants to have the status of “girl dad” it’s all he ever dreamed of. So when he finally had you with your mum (his ex wife). You couldn’t wipe the smile off his face or the giddiness that was infectious.

When Chris and Alba got together when you were 13 of course you would shy away at first but you were like that with newer people in your life. Because she was going to be apart of your life, you saw the way your dad looked at her, how he was enchanted, the same look he had when he found out he was a girl dad 13 years ago. You knew he found the one.

Alba was nothing but kind and pleasant with you, she knew it would take time for you to get used to having her around but she’d always do it on your terms, it became a thing every 2 weeks at the weekend you’d go on a girls date and get your nails done. Because it’s an “Abla & y/n thing” or at least that’s what your dad called it.

She never expected to you to call her mum, but really you loved to have a maternal figure in your life, you’d expressed it to your uncle Scott that you loved it and that it was nice to now have someone else you could gossip about your girl problems to, but Scott was still the best at it.

When it came to friends and them coming over they were both more than happy to host them, as Chris knew more than Alba your friends were your rocks and they did help you though the tough time of when you were still really unsure of the relationship your dad had, because you felt it was new and a very sudden change that you didn’t cope too well with. Chloe, Ben and Millie were life lines for you too, and to be fair your whole family loved them too.

Looking back, Chris couldn’t be prouder of you, for accepting alba in to the family and into the little unit you and your dad had become after being alone in each others company for so long. It was just you and your dad. But now it was you, your dad and Alba.

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[chxrryhansen]

The receipts are out there on how racist she is!

She’s a Nazi sympathiser xenophobic and fat shaming as are her vile disgusting clout chasing soul mates.

She is a pos and he’s just as bad as her being associated with her she’s arrogant and narcissistic that’s why she was sacked from Warrior Nun and Mother Mary

Birds of a feather flock together

Do your research before you start complaining

It’s a shit PR relationship that’s divebombed

Read up as the receipts are all over tumblr and LSA

why don’t you look at the receipts yourself lol, she didn’t ‘say’ anything, her friend’s did… in 2012… when they were like 14. which i understand the whole ‘you are who you associate with’ but seriously? my friend’s have said and done shady shit but that doesn’t mean i’m the same way, i just care about them too much to look past it. if i was considered responsible for every single one of my friend’s actions i think i’d be jailed by now😂

your all so quick to snap and judge her when she hasn’t even said anything. every single ounce of proof that you guys think shes a ‘nazi’ comes from one of her friends tweets 10 years ago😂

you people did it with jessica biel, ya did it with jenny slate, ana de armas and even scar jo. its fucking jealousy at its finest. every woman he has ever been involved with, fans have a problem. he’s a 42 year old married man and you people are so fucking salty that he isn’t single anymore. grow up.

[frankenbride5]

if you ever feel like you're a failure, just remember that there are blogs on tumblr where middle aged women gossip about, shame and bully their male celebrity's partner.

[littlemelaninfics]

instead of writing fic where he is with a black girl. you should write one where ANalba gets killed. people will love it and it will be your most pupular fic guarantee!

That’s a little offensive in more ways than one 😬

Aren’t we too old for m*rder to still be the butt of our jokes? Besides, her ancestors participated enough in unaliving 👍

[celebclippinz]

Magazine clippings

[sarahowritesostucky]

Writing M/F vs M/M: the loonies really come out of the woodwork!

I didn't realize that when you start writing Chris Evans or Seb Stan in a M/F pairing (versus Stucky) that it brings out all the ALGs! (Angry Little Girls™️)

This reviewer took issue with how my author's comments joked about Alba being too young for Chris and could he please call me up so I can explain to him why I'm clearly a much better choice to be his GF?

Of course, I'm a shit stirrer, so I responded 😉, and went to check out her account, only to find ... ... ...

She BOOKMARKED 4 of my fics???

Immature girlies of the world: STAND BY YOUR CONVICTIONS! If you send a snide review to an author, don't then save all their fics for your later reading pleasure! 😂🤣

YOU GUYS! SHE CAME BACK! It gets even weirder?!?!

[inknopewetrust]

Chris evans girlies get ready for news that will break your heart

[rubywrites-4]

HHSHAHSHDB CHRIS EVANS IS MARRIED!!

From being my crush since 2010 till now. And it was hella ride with the Cevans fandom tbfh 😂😭

I know this day would come one day and well… A big farewell to my celebrity crush! I’m gonna miss daydreaming about Christopher lol.

Btw I’m so happy that Chris is married and I wish the couple a happy married life ❤️🥹🫶🏽

[marveladdictsa]

He's off the market ladies. I pray he gets the family he's always wanted and that they have many happy years together. ❤

[xxshewritesinblacknwhitexx]

I’m sorry but that was a tradition between him and his brother. Now it’s been completely tainted. Call me a hater if you want, but I will respect that relationship when she and her little friends apologize for the shit they’ve said and done in the past. Other than that they both can kick fucking rocks.

[buckyownsmylife]

out of the woods (chris evans x famous!reader smut)

the one where Chris watches an interview of you on the Ellen show

Warnings: mention of small stature in comparison to Chris, smut thoughts, Ellen Degeneres trash talking/thinking, cursing, mention of prescription medicine, talk of age gap (reader is younger than Chris), jacking off, daddy kink

WC: 3k

A/N: this doesn't really have an ending, so if you all like it, I might make a series out of it - the idea is that you are also famous (for acting, singing, writing) and have been friends with Chris but there's always this underlying tension between the two of you. It goes without saying, but I'll say it anyway: no, he's not married in this story nor do I intend to feature Alba in any part of it whatsoever.

Chris’ P.O.V.

I was scrolling through Twitter when I realized some fans were tagging me in a short video of Y/N on Ellen DeGeneres’ show. I knew she had gone there by herself, mostly to promote her new album, but also to give some publicity for our movie, so I was aware that she would probably talk about me at least a bit… Curiosity got the best of me and I clicked the link to check the video for myself.

She looked gorgeous as always, her hair down in that way I loved so much and her skin seemed to be as soft as ever under the mini dress she chose to wear, her legs stretching out and making her look taller than she actually was. I chuckled, remembering just how small she looked by my side.

I remembered one time when I lifted her up, bridal style, and spun her around the pub we had close to the set, after the Patriots had won a game. Despite not understanding the game, she tagged along and celebrated every time I got excited, like the cute person that she was. I got so transfixed by her giggles back then. They were the sweetest sound and the only thing I heard, despite the fact that we were in the middle of a very loud bunch of dudes. 

I found myself imagining again, as I had then, what it would be like to have her under me, trapped by my arms in bed, or better yet, against a wall, only my thighs securing her in place while I made her moan with my touch. How would she sound? Or, better yet, how would she feel?

Christ. 

Shaking my head, I tried to gather my thoughts so as to not let them stray too far in that direction, something I didn’t have much success in doing, despite the fact that I had been practicing that simple habit every single day since I met her. But it was proving to be a nightmare. She was just far too tempting.

Shaking my head once more, I focused on the video in front of me. My heartbeat had sped up as soon as it started, but I tried to tell myself it was because I was scared for her, since I knew how Ellen could get invasive sometimes.

“So, Y/N…” She started, eyeing my co-star. “You have just finished working on a movie with someone we’re very familiar with, isn’t it?”

Y/N giggled, nodding at the blonde woman. “I suppose so. We have just finished the promotion for it, maybe you guys have already seen it?” She asked the crowd, who went nuts at her. It was sweet to see this kind of feedback, I truly believed in our movie and the fact that I got to know her was just an added bonus.

“For those of you who don’t know what we’re talking about, it’s called ‘Be Here Now’ and it’s currently in a theater near you. Y/N stars alongside Chris Evans, who we love so dearly here, and they play brother and sister as they try to reconnect after their parents' passing.”

More applause at that. I couldn’t stop myself from rolling my eyes at her idea of love. Last time I was there, she made me pretty uncomfortable, and I knew I wasn’t the only one who felt that way.

“So, how was the process for you? We know you’re familiar with the filming process, since you star in your own series ‘Evermore’, that sent you to stardom, along with your songs, but you had said before you’d never act outside of it, since your true passion relies on music. What changed your mind?” Ellen sat back as she said that, already comfortable with the fact that something good would come out of this interview, since Y/N had been pretty vocal about what made her decide to do the movie, even with me.

“Chris did, actually. Or, in fact, the fact that he was cast in it.” A chorus of “aws” echoed around the room and there was no way to know if they were real or prompted, but they were quickly interrupted by the host.

“So, you were a fan?” She instigated, as to what Y/N nodded again.

“Of course. Well, my mom more than me, but I was the one who introduced his work to her, so…” She poked her tongue out at the camera, to which my heart (and my cock) jumped in response. “Ever since I got into this, when I first had the idea for Evermore with James, I told him time and time again I would never act outside of this, because I had no intention whatsoever on becoming an actress. I have always been in this for the music. Well, the writing. I’m a writer, I like writing scripts and songs, I’ve fallen into this performer thing by accident. But I’ve always been adamant about the fact that if I ever had the opportunity to act alongside Chris, I’d take it. It doesn’t matter that I don’t think I’m good enough. It didn’t even matter if the script was terrible, which thankfully wasn’t the case, I just really admire him and his work and I would never live with myself if I turned this opportunity down.”

Even though I knew most of this, I couldn’t help but to gloat at the fact that this incredible woman actually admired me. She was so much better than me in so many things, even acting, and she still thought I was great enough to get her to participate in a movie. 

“So, what I’m hearing is, you have a little crush, that’s right?” And there it was. The coup. Of course. That evil wench…

“That’s what you took out of everything I said? Jesus, Ellen, has anyone ever told you that you listen like a man?” Ouch. That one was perfect. Being the ambassador for females and lesbians everywhere, it couldn’t not hurt her, especially coming from someone as angelical, sweet and universally-loved as Y/N. I appreciated the quick second her smile faltered before it became plastered on her again.

“No, I haven’t heard that before… But tell me, have you met any of the other Marvel actors? I mean, granted, there are a lot of them now, but especially those who have worked closely with Chris?” Y/N shrugged at that.

“I have been friends with Elizabeth Olsen for a very long time, we’re very close, but other than that, no. I haven’t had the chance to properly meet, or rather, hang out with any of them.”

“Who’s first on your list?”

“Anthony Mackie,” Y/N promptly responded, getting a few laughs and claps from the audience.

“My, you had that answer ready” Ellen teased, to which Y/N simply shrugged again. 

“We talk through social media sometimes and I know for a fact he’s hilarious. I hope we get to meet sometime. I might just have to bug Chris about it.” She had already, in fact. I couldn’t wait to introduce them to each other and I was already planning my next party just to be able to make that happen.

“What about Sebastian?” Ellen asked, a glinter of something extremely suspicious in her eyes.

“Sebastian Stan? No, we haven’t met, but I’d love to get the chance to someday. He seems extremely sweet and I know he’s very talented and Chris loves him, so I think it’s a matter of time until it happens.”

“I heard somewhere you had a bit of a crush on him, right? Even if you don’t admit that you have one on Chris?” This fucking woman. I could fucking kill her right now. But, to my surprise, Y/N simply laughed.

“Truly, you have got to check your hearing sometime soon, because that is absolutely false.” 

“Really?” Ellen pushed, to which Y/N beamed even brighter at her.

“Positive.” A beat as the two women stared at each other down. “I think what you meant is that I have had a huge crush on his character, Bucky Barnes.” Y/N explained, laughing at the host. “I admit that only happened after I saw Sebastian’s portrayal of him, but my attraction to a fictional character can’t be really connected to him.”

Ellen nodded, obviously not paying attention to anything she was just saying. “Well, let’s figure out who do you actually feel attracted to, shall we? Let’s play fuck, marry or kill!”

The audience screamed and, to my surprise, Y/N didn’t even blink, a patient smile painting her lips as she calmly watched the interviewer. “So, Y/N, between Anthony, Sebastian and Chris, who would you rather fuck, marry or kill?”

Y/N shook her head, still smiling at the older woman. “I couldn’t possibly answer truthfully to this question, Ellen, mostly because I am not capable of feeling carnal attraction to people I have never met, but I can 100% assure you that I would marry Chris without blinking twice if there was a choice.” 

My heart skipped a beat at her words. The crowd went crazy, obviously satisfied with the answer.

“And you’re sure you don’t have a crush on him?” Ellen’s eyes glistened with mischief, as she stared at the younger woman.

“Ellen, I think the question here is… Are you sure *you don’t have a crush on him?” The laughs from the audience was the last thing to come from the video before it stopped, and I found myself echoing them in the silent living room. Oh my, how I missed this girl.

I tapped my fingers nervously on my jean-clad thigh, looking around the room. I had been staying in Boston with my family for the last few weeks, since the movie premiered and we had finished promotion, and I had found myself constantly calling her to share funny stories from my nephews or to hear about her day. I knew she wanted to meet my family, she had always said she admired the fact that we were so close, despite there being so many of us.

My mom obviously loved her, having been a fan of hers long before I even heard about her existence. So what if…? 

Before I could second-guess myself, I pressed call in the name of the woman I had been thinking about. The phone rang three times before she picked up, stopping me from giving up on this crazy idea.

“Hey, Chris! How are you? I missed talking to you, it’s so weird seeing you everyday for four months and then suddenly not at all anymore.” I know I was literally forty, but I literally melted at this girl’s words.

“Did you now? Is that because you wish we were married, so we could see each other everyday?” Her breath hitched as she realized I had seen the video and I could just imagine the cute little embarrassed expression she was probably sporting right now. I tried to ignore the fact that my words and tone of speaking had suddenly become way too similar to when I was flirting with a girl.

“Fuck, you saw the interview.” I had never heard Y/N curse before, so the fact that I suddenly had no control over my mouth could be explained by the unavailability of blood in my head, since it had all gone south.

“Come stay with me for a while,” I spilled suddenly. Silence was the only answer I got from the other side of the call and my heart sped up in a way that only happened when I was truly anxious. I was already cursing myself out for scaring the poor girl when she finally answered.

“Are you serious?” She asked, her voice barely over a whisper. It was obvious how vulnerable she was feeling, and a sense of overprotectiveness overcame me. “Please don’t joke about this, Evans. This better not be a prank. ‘Cause I really do miss you a lot.”

Fuck indeed. There was no way something good would come out of this idea, but there was no way I would go back either.

“Of course I’m being serious. Come to Boston. You can stay with me, but I think my mom is going to steal you before you even settle in.” A large breath came from the other side.

“Okay. Okay! I’m going to pack my bags. Yay! I’m so excited!” She was clearly jumping up and down with the perspective of what was to come, and I couldn’t help the smile that painted my lips not only at her cuteness, but also due to my own excitement at her arrival. 

“Great! I’ll be waiting.” My heartbeat still hadn’t gotten back to a normal speed. “Text me the details of your arrival, I’ll pick you up at the airport.”

“Chris, I don’t think that’s such a good idea…” I knew what she meant. If someone caught sight of us together at the airport, or even the fact that she was here in Boston, all hell would break loose in the press.

“Shhh, don’t worry about it, baby girl. I’ll take care of it.” I froze, only then realizing what I had just called her. A few seconds ticked by while I silently freaked out, wondering how I could brush this over, when she intervened.

“Thanks, Chris. That was pretty much the best thing I’ve ever heard. I just might forgo my prescription medicine while I’m over there, because you’ve been able to completely relax me with just two sentences.” She giggled and if I was at first leaning towards thinking she was sarcastically teasing me, just by the nature of her words, the tone of her voice made it clear that she actually meant what she had just said.

Once again, I was at a loss for words, especially because I couldn’t help but to allow myself to imagine that this was her, flirting with me a little bit. The blood I so desperately needed in my brain had once again left to pump another organ full of life. I was saved from having to answer, though, as Y/N quickly wrapped up the conversation.

“I’ll text you the details of my flight in a little bit. See you soon, angel.” She hung up before I could process the nickname she had given me. 

“Fucking hell,” I whispered, finally relenting and getting up from the couch to take a shower to rub one off.

I had found myself in this situation more times than usual after meeting Y/N. Normally, I’d only do it out of boredom, preferring to fuck someone whenever I’d get sexually frustrated. But the last few times I had taken girls from parties into my bedroom, I could only see her. Y/N. And I hated how disgusting I felt after it was done, the fact that I didn’t care about the girl I just fucked and the fact that I imagined my younger friend.

So now I resorted to this kind of activity. As the warm water started to hit my body, I allowed my right hand to travel the extent of my body until I found my hardened member. “Fuck,” I found myself whispering into the bathroom as I tugged on my cock. Images that I had spent a lot of time concocting in my head flashed in front of me, all of them starred by Y/N. 

I imagined her nude body here with me, under the falling water. How her breasts would heave with every breath she took. Would she be as filled with desire for me as I was for her? I imagined the path the warm droplets of water would run across her skin and how I wished I could lick its remnants. 

Maybe she’d fall to her knees before me, looking up from under her eyelashes with that coy expression that drove me crazy. Her lips would softly kiss the tip of my cock and she’d still be watching me, analyzing my reactions. I would do my best to restrain myself, allowing her to get accustomed to my member, but my hands would eventually find their way to her wet strands, creating a makeshift ponytail that would facilitate my vision of her work while I still managed to control myself and not use it to guide her.

She’d kiss the skin all around my cock, quick little kisses just to tease me before going further down to suck on my balls. I’d throw my head back, begging her to do what I needed, and she’d finally succumb, wrapping her lips around my tip before slowly sucking further down my dick. She’d be relentless, eventually being able to swallow my whole member down her throat, and I would look down again to see her looking up at me with a proud gaze in her eyes.

“Such a good girl,” I would whisper, just before I finally snapped, using my grip on her hair to pull her from my cock until just the tip remained tightly squeezed by her lips, until I pushed her all the way against me again. “Take this fucking cock like the little perfect girl you are for daddy.”

And she’d take it like a pro, a satisfied smile on her lips as I fucked her mouth, eventually breaching into her throat, making her gasp for air, tears in her eyes as her hands flew to my hips in an attempt to slow me down. But she wouldn’t really, opting for simply carving her nails on my flesh as she took every single rope of cum I’d deposit between her eager lips.

Fuck. I let the water wash away the sin I had just committed while sending up a prayer for better control when Y/N arrived. The last thing I needed was to be stuck in the bathroom, touching myself while she was at my house.

[xxshewritesinblacknwhitexx]

Since you turned off the replies to the post I’ll just reblog it then. I’m gonna take a quick gander that you’re not a POC. I’m glad people dug stuff up on Alba so now we know the type of person Chris associates himself with. Don’t try to be “equal for all” and have this stance on racism and anti-semitism when your girlfriend and her friends have this extremely problematic past that they never made amends for. It’s disappointing that Chris would even think it was ok to linked to ANY of them. That’s why a lot of us are so disappointed. He’s been known for being this great activist and he wants to associate himself with racist cultural appropriators. That lets me know the REAL person that you are. That’s a reason for me to no longer support you. Until they address any of that he’s pretty much lost me as a fan.

what's this chris evans fandom drama I'm hearing about ?

[chxrryhansen]

Chris Evans and Alba Baptista at The Golden Globe Awards 2024!🫶🏻

[april-is]

April 3, 2024: Positivity, D.A. Powell

Positivity D.A. Powell

“Anyway, it isn’t forever,” Chris said, “eventually you’re dead.” And we laughed

Besides, everything is better now. Not us but implants, blenders, children, heart attacks. There’s never been a better time to be alive than when you are. If you are. Black-throated blue warbler says chewchewchewchewchewww drawing the last chew out like a sucking drainpipe to say he has mated and is satisfied. Say what you will about that. His joy is uncontainable

and yet it has a form, a measure, to make it clear he’s not upset or feeling anxious. And if he’s bragging, well, it’s no shame to brag that you’re happy.

Honeybees cavorting on the goldenrod are working toward a common goal they’ll never see achieved. They lay down the walls of their cathedral of honeycomb and will not cope the spire, busy in the present task, trusting that the work continues. I’d like to write a children’s book called everybody dies. Upbeat, of course, and pragmatic. You only got so many days. Don’t think about death; when you’re ready, death will think about you. Go out tonight with your friends, like Chris, who went out big or not at all. Have a ball. Plan ahead.

--

Hear the poet read this aloud.

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