#because dammit as adults we also deserve to play and let our inner child have fun like this!

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Better mental health too, since, as an autistic person, I would have a safe sensory place in times of stress and sensory overload

We’re all goin here right

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First Impressions (Part 4)

Prompt: Imagine your friend, Anthony Mackie, brings you with him to an event and introduces you to his friend, Sebastian, who’s blown away by you. He immediately starts flirting and acting silly because you make him nervous and he just wants to impress you

Warnings: flirting (adult style), language (always, with me, come on), and drama (later on in the fic)

Word Count: 2883

Notes: If anyone has kids or wives out of the celebrities mentioned, in this universe, they sort of don’t exist….Just for the sake of keeping it concise. Beta’d by @like-a-bag-of-potatoes (because shes perfectly amazing) and I could NOT, not, just not have done any of this at all without my amazing girl, @amarvelouswritings

Forever Tags: @amarvelouswritings @cocosierra94 @essie1876 @magpiegirl80 @letsgetfuckingsuperwholocked @harleyquinnandscarletwitch @iamwarrenspeace @marvel-imagines-yes-please @superwholocked527 @myparadise1982sand @missinstantgratification @thejulesworld @rda1989 @marvelloushamilton @munlis  @bubblyanarocks3​ @thefridgeismybestie​

Sebastian Stan Tag: @nedthegay @lostinspace33 @alwayshave-faith @elleatrixlestrange @buenostardissherlock  @lenawiinchester​ @the-red-world-of-jess-chibi​

Chris Evans Tag (Normally wouldn’t, but he’s featured a lot): @nedthegay​ @camigt1999​  @lostinspace33​​ @alwayshave-faith​ @elleatrixlestrange

First Impressions Tag: @goodnightwife​​ @spacemarkimoo​ @masha-meow01​ @axelinchen​

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“Pool party, our house,” Bee sent via text.

“What? A pool party, but I’m busy, Bee,” you argued back.

“You need a break. Come on. You just started filming and it’s already so hectic and stressful.”

You contemplated arguing more but truth was you really wanted to see your new friends again. A break was much needed whether you wanted to admit it or not.

“Ok, fine. When?”

“This Saturday.”

“So, in two days? What all do I need to bring?”

“Your hot self, a swimsuit, and maybe a side dish. We’ll cover drinks and main dish.”

“Awesome. What time?”

“Noon.”

“Ok, see you then.”

Bee had invited you to that party just two days after you and Sebastian had gotten lunch. You two kept in contact via text, mainly you venting about work, him listening and trying to cheer you up. But it wasn’t all negative talk. You two spoke of planning the rock climbing trip and perhaps getting dinner in the future together. You asked him if he was going to be at the pool party and he said yes, so at least you had that to look forward to, too.

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Saturday came and you were sure to don your sexy red string bikini. It was lacy, strappy, and accentuated every part of you just right. You packed an extra suit and change of clothes, sunscreen, sunglasses. You made a tray of brownies and a nice summer salad to go with any meal, packed them, your bag, and Rocky in your car and headed over to Chris and Bee’s.

“Hey! You made it!” Chris greeted happily, wearing a tight white shirt and navy blue swim trunks. He pulled you into a hug, which was awkward because you had your bag, the two trays of food, and Rocky on his leash. “Oh my god, and you brought Rocky! He’s gonna love Dodger. Hey, boy!” Chris greeted as he squatted down to pet your pit bull.

“Yeah! I’m happy to be here. Thank you so much for inviting me.”

Just then, Bee appeared from around the corner in a cute black 50’s pin up style 2-piece suit. The top half was black with big, white polka dots and black waist high bottoms.

“Y/N!” she practically squealed as she went to hug you. “Oh my god, let me help you. Chris, stop playing with Rocky and help our guest into our home.” She looked up at you and smiled as she took the two food trays. “I apologize for my husband, he gets a little sidetracked when dogs come around.”

You laughed. “That’s okay, me too.”

They led you into the warm, inviting open home. You let Rocky off his leash and he ran to Dodger and some other dogs and cats that were there.

Bee asked what each food tray was and put them up accordingly.

“You look great,” you complimented when she was done arranging stuff.

“Thanks, so do you. Oh, la, la,” she said, wiggling her eyebrows.

“If you’re done ogling our guest, I’ll take her out to the pool,” Chris teased.

“Sure, sure, go on.”

Chris smiled at you and showed you out to the backyard with volleyball set up, horseshoes, cornhole, a huge pool, a grill going, and a DJ on the far side of the yard. Directly in front of you was a giant white tarp that was staked up.

“Oh, am I the first one?” you asked, perplexed.

“Yeah, so far,” Chris noted. “I’m just getting the grill going so it’s fine.”

“Chris, dammit, I told you to take that ugly tarp down,” Bee suddenly said from behind you as she stepped out onto the patio. “Sorry about that, Y/N.” She sat to work on unstaking it.

“Oh it’s no–” you started, but the sight before you after the tarp fell was amazing.

On a banner above the entire Marvel cast was “Welcome to Marvel!”

“Surprise!” they all screamed as they ran toward you. Sebastian was the first to get to you and he swept you into an embrace and swung you around.

“We thought you could use a nice welcoming party,” he said, kissing your cheek after he sat you down.

“Oh my god! Wow. Thank you all so much!” you gushed, blushing and butterflies ramming into your ribs.

Very familiar faces took turns hugging or shaking your hand and welcoming you to the party. MackAttack was there, along with RDJ, Hemsworth and Ida, Tom Holland, Paul Rudd and Bettany, ScarJo, Elizabeth, Emily, Jeremy, Mark, and Chadwick.

As soon as the introductions were over, the DJ started up some loud music that set the vibe. Chris, Anthony, Mark, and RDJ gathered around the grill, telling each other how to properly grill steaks or burgers or hot dogs.

Others made their way into the pool, others filled out the volleyball court, and then Elizabeth and Scarlet manned the bar.

“It’s a bit much, I know,” Bee said, grabbing your arm and leading you back inside. “When I met them all it felt like meeting an entire family reunion.”

“This is amazing,” you said. “Is this all for me?”

“Mostly,” she said with a coy smile as she worked to dish up some sides and you assisted. “Sebastian told us how nervous you were about joining the team and Chris and I thought it would be a good idea to show you that there is nothing to be worried about.”

“That was so sweet of you all to do, truly,” you said, fearing you may tear up.

“Our pleasure. Plus, Chris and I haven’t had a party this summer yet, and it was a good chance to get everyone together,” she informed with a smile.

“Thank you so much,” you said.

She grinned and nodded. “You’re welcome, sweetie. Here, let’s get this stuff out to everyone,” she said. “Then we need to jump into the pool, it is too freaking hot.”

“I second that!” you said with a grin.

You brought all the food to sit out on the giant built in marble bar that they had. Chris grabbed Bee and kissed her really quick then winked at her as he let her go. Sebastian ran up to you, looking amazing in nothing but black trunks and a necklace.

“Hey, what do you want to do first?” he asked. “Volleyball…sun tan…swim…”

“I wouldn’t mind a game of volleyball,” you noted.

“Top Gun reenactment it is!” he shouted as he took your hand and lead you to the small court where you played with Emily, Jeremy, Paul Rudd, and Chadwick. After about twenty minutes, the food was done. You grabbed a plate and sat next to Sebastian at one of the tables on the patio, where Chris and Bee also were.

“This is so fun, this is just what I needed,” you said, looking to a sweaty Sebastian.

“I’m glad you’re enjoying yourself, you deserve it.” He seemed to be leaning forward slightly, and you wondered if this was it. If this was finally your chance to feel his lips on yours, to feel how velvety they felt against yours. To feel the fireworks erupt inside you.

“Heads up!” a voice shouted and Seb turned quickly, his reflexes dazzling you as he grabbed a football before it slammed into his head.

“Oh, you guys think you can just throw a football at my head and get away with it?” Sebastian asked playfully, standing up.

“Bring it on, punk,” RDJ said, curling his hands in. He and the guys were at the far end of the yard playing football.

“Oh, you asked for it, old man,” he said, running across the patio and threw it at them, joining the game.

You smiled and laughed at him joining in. Everyone here was enjoying their inner child and you loved it.

“You two are really cute together,” Bee noted, eyeing you with adoration.

“You think?” you asked, still watching him play football, tackle and get tackled as he smiled and laughed. Some of the dogs even joined in, trying to grab the football.

“Bee,” Chris lightly chastised.

“What? All I’m saying is Seabass and Y/N would make a cute couple. Not as cute as us, but,” she said, acting silly, wrapping her arm around Chris’ bicep.

You laughed lightly. “I would love to date him,” you admitted. It wasn’t a secret you liked him. “But…” you started, turning to face them. “I want to hire him for my movie.”

“Woah,” Bee said, her eyes going wide.

“That’s big,” Chris concurred.

“I know but…I want him for the lead. He’s perfect. I just…I don’t want to hire him and then we start dating.”

“It shouldn’t be a problem,” Bee insisted.

“Bee!” Chris chastised a little more firm.

“What?” she asked innocently. “All I’m saying is if she wants to be with him she should go for it.”

“Chris! Come join us!” Scarlett shouted from across the yard, over the splashing, swimming, barking, and music.

“Duty calls,” Chris said with a grin as he kissed Bee and left to join his friends at the volleyball court.

“Does he not want me to be with Sebastian?” you wondered.

Bee stood up and shook her head as she gestured for you to follow her. “That’s not it. He just…He thinks I shouldn’t meddle in relationships that aren’t mine is all.” You two walked along the pool until you ended up at the bar where Paul Bettany was making a drink.

“What are you making?” you asked, nervous to be around one of your acting icons.

“Dirty martini, care for one?”

“Yes, please. Thank you.”

“One dirty martini comin’ up,” he said with a charming smile. “You know we are really are thrilled to have you part of the cast now.”

“Well thank you, that means…well it means the absolute world to me coming from you, from all of you. You have no idea how all of you are my idols, my heroes. This is like a dream come true,” you rambled.

“Paul, you’re gonna get the girl all misty-eyed,” Bee teased.

“I’m sorry,” he said politely, feigning surrender. “How is that new project of yours coming? I heard you’re directing your own screenplay, is that right?”

“Yeah! It’s going great…well except for this producer I work with. Long story short, I wish we could get him replaced but production companies and contracts won’t let that happen.”

“I’m sorry to hear that, but believe me, I’ve worked with my share of trying people. You just have to do your job best you can and stay out of jail,” he said as he raised the glass to give you.

You giggled and two seconds later, Bee was screaming and squealing.

“Chris! No! No!” she begged. You turned to see your friend being scooped up by her husband, ready to be thrown into the pool. “I’m warning you!”

“You’ll what?” he asked before kissing her and tossing her in. Everyone laughed as she emerged and threatened him.  

“Oh, that does it, Christopher Robert Evans,” she said with a teasing smirk.

Ida began laughing again, saying, “Is it a little cold, Bee?”

“Why don’t you find out?” Chris Hemsworth, her boyfriend, asked as he repeated the same action. And before you knew it, all the girls were getting pushed or tossed into the pool. You tried to avoid all of it by hiding beside the bar but Sebastian had snuck up behind you.

“Not so fast,” he said as his arm wrapped around your waist and he lifted you with one arm easily.

“Seb! No! Please!” you begged through laughter.

“Sorry! Can’t hear you over the sound of you hitting the water!” he said as he easily toss you in.

By the time you all emerged you were laughing and giggling, the guys began to dive and cannonball in with you all. Bee climbed on Chris’ shoulders and announced that they were the chicken champions and would anyone want to challenge them. With that, every one of the girls grabbed a guy and climbed their shoulders and the furious battle royale began.

Seb whipped you up onto him and eventually you found yourself hand in hand with Bee, half-glaring, half-laughing hysterically. You were laughing so hard, it knocked you off balance, and they won.

“Yes! Still the champs!” she said, throwing her fists in the air.

“Good job, babe,” Chris said.

“Man, we almost had em,” Seb said. “You’re the worst partner I’ve ever had,” he teased as he looked at you.

“Yeah, but I look the best, right?” you flirted with an eyebrow twitch.

He blushed and seemed to half agree.

The party continued to go full swing. At one point, Tom Holland approached you and started talking to you in the pool. You had always found him handsome and adorable, so it surprised you when he was talking to you. He was making you laugh and he moved the hair off your shoulder while you two stood to the side in the pool.

Bee couldn’t help but notice Sebastian seemed agitated, so like any good hostess, she checked on her guest. He was sitting at one of the patio sets, sipping a beer, his eyes glued to you.

“You okay, Sebass?” she asked, sitting down next to him.

“I’m fine,” he snapped.

“Sounds like it,” she said with a smirk as she nudged his shoulder. “What’s up?”

“Holland,” he said. “Over there.” He nodded toward the culprit, his eyes never leaving you.

Bee’s eyes followed the direction where he nodded. She could see what he was upset about. Tom was very close to you as you sipped a coke, laughing, smiling. It was obvious to anyone that he was flirting with you, and you didn’t seem to mind.

“Oh…I see. You know this wouldn’t be a problem if you would just ask her out.”

Sebastian glanced sideways at her but didn’t say anything.

“I’m just saying,” she said as she shrugged. She got up to leave him to his jealousy.

The day went by much too fast as the swimming, games, and dancing continued. They even brought out a custom cake that said “Welcome to the Family” on it for you and you almost started some ugly water works.

As the night came, the backyard lit up with a great ambiance from cafe lighting strung here and there. The party dwindled down around 11 pm though, as half the guests had work tomorrow, or needed to leave or pack for some sort of travel. The other half were passed out on the lawn or on the couch, including the pets everyone had brought. Only leaving a handful awake.

You and Sebastian had found your way back to each other throughout the night several times, small touches on the hand, gentle brush of the shoulders. Now, you were sitting with a cold water, he with a cold beer, and you were just enjoying the view, the feel of the summer air on your skin, the total bliss you felt after a day like today.

“Hey, Sebastian,” you said suddenly.

He took a swill from his beer. “Hmm?” he quietly said.

“I want to ask you something. Feel free to say no. No hard feelings, okay?”

“What are you proposing?” he asked with a laugh as he put his beer down and turned to you.

You laughed lightly as you looked at him. “Well…As you know, I need a lead for my current project. I was wondering if you would fill that role?”

“What? Me? Why me?”

“I love your acting,” you said simply.

“No one likes my acting. What is it really?” he asked.

“Don’t be a jackass.Come on. I’m serious. I would honestly love you for this role. I think you’d be perfect. I’ve been thinking about it for a while, and when they mentioned it on Kimmel, I thought even more about it. We’ve gone through a long list and one can quite bring across what I want, what I need, to make this film a success.”

“And you think I can?”

“I know you can. I’ve seen your work.”

“And do you think Mike the dick will be okay with it?” he asked curtly.

“He doesn’t get a say. I’ve been given executive casting rights, so I can cast who I want.” You waited a minute before stating, “Look, you don’t have to decide now. I don’t know your schedule or anything but we could try to make it work. If you don’t want to, if it isn’t your thing, I get it and that’s fine too. I just know you would be my top pick. I do need an answer by Friday though so if you could–”

“I’ll do it.”

Your heart fluttered.

“Yeah?” you said with hope and excitement as your eyebrows shot up.

“Yeah. I would love it. Let me talk to my agent and they’ll get with your team and we can work something out but I would love to do it.”

“Oh my god. Thank you!” you cheered, leaping over to him and hugging him without thinking. “This means so much to me. I know you’re going to just complete the way this film comes together.”

He laughed and hugged you back in a tight embrace. “Anything for you.”