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[donnatroyprincessofthemyscira]

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[icanseethefuture333]

Can I ask you to do a little reading on Chris evans and Ana de armas bond? How they saw each other in the beginning when they first worked together in knives out and how they see each other now, what’s their bond like, what do they think of their current correspondent partners. Thank you angel !

Chris Evan's first impression of Ana De Armas:

For Chris' first impressions of Ana, he could of saw her as the embodiment of Taurus characteristics: Serene, down to earth, and tenacious. Very feminine and poised. It could of been obvious to him as well she was a foreigner and that peaked his interest? Chris wanted to learn more about her culture and what her traditions were. "You're breaking my heart here." I believe he sees her beauty and charm as something that would potentially hurt him. Or, this could mean he asked her out and she rejected him.

Channeled song:

Don't Go Breaking My Heart by Elton John & Kiki Dee

Ana De Armas' first impression of Chris Evans:

"He is always surrounded by beautiful and luxurious women". Ana could see Chris as someone who is a playboy - Wealthy, flirtatious, and attractive. (NSFW) She could of heard things about his sex life or was curious about it 😭? She is sexually attracted to him. Ana finds Chris to be very funny as well. She finds his optimism, good sense of humor, and sunny disposition cute, charming, and infectious. She also finds him to be childish.

Current thoughts of each other:

Left is Chris. Center is their shared thoughts. Right is Ana.

So obviously... there is romantic tension between them. Chris has been trying for a while now for this relationship to happen, but Ana is just not interested. She is a wish fulfillment for him, is he manifesting her? Seems so. Ana is more focused on her career and accomplishing her goals. She sees Chris as someone who's popular and successful, but she is unsure if this is the energy she wants to be around long term. "I don't want people to say I am famous because of him, I wish to make my own success, I will not let a man take that away from me." Good for Ana, honestly 😳. Xenophobia and misogyny in the entertainment industry are also the major factors as to why she's rejecting Chris. Ana doesn't want to be accused of "sleeping her way to the top", she feels that will continue a harmful stereotypes/beliefs about hispanic/latina women. This is something Chris is not understanding and acting naive to because of his privileges. He is just focusing more on the fact he wants to be with her vs the concerns she has. "If we're happy then who cares what other people think?"

Their opinions about each other's partners:

Left is Chris. Center is their shared thoughts. Right is Ana.

"You chose him over me?!" Chris is jealous of Ana's partner. He is very opinionated about their relationship honestly, so I will just leave it at that 💀. He feels her partner is in the way.

Something sneaky is afoot... I'm getting a vision of a phone, they could be send each other like late night texts? There is a sense of not wanting to get caught. I'm getting Chris is the one overall who is reaching out to her and Ana is not having it. She doesn't wish to reveal her feelings to him. Ana doesn't like the idea of being vulnerable. There goes that Taurus energy lol. She is very stubborn. "Why would I care about his partner? I have a job to do". Ana is too busy focusing on her bag then worrying about what that man does. This could also mean she's using work as a way to avoid reality.

Channeled songs:

Creep by TLC

On The Hotline by Pretty Ricky

The Other Woman by Lana Del Rey

She Works Hard For The Money by Donna Summer

[anxious-lee]

In case you needed to hear it, your favorite actors would never even THINK to demean you based on your sexual orientation 🏳️‍���❤️

Benedict Cumberbatch

Tom Holland

Dwayne Johnson

Ben Schwartz

Anne Hathaway

https://www.globalcitizen.org/en/content/anne-hathaway-hrc-lgtbq-white-privilege-speech/

Lin-Manuel Miranda

Johnny Depp

Oprah Winfrey

Khary Payton

Chris Evans

[anya-snow]

MASTERLIST OF WANTED CONNECTIONS

OOC Note: Below you'll find a list of connections I'd love to have for my characters. These connections can be filled by existing characters within the rp, or new ones! Please don't hesitate to reach out if anything interests you. Nothing here is set in stone, all is open for discussion and fun plotting.

For YUAN ANYA ( Read more about her )

YUAN FAMILY: One or two relatives from the YiTish region of Wan. If they're cousins, Anya only has male cousins back in Wan. The WC could be other members of the extended family. Any FC filling this connection must have Chinese heritage.

Helpful links: Yi Ti lore | WC for YiTish people in the North

For CALLA LEFFORD ( Read more about her )

FIRST LOVE/CONFIDANT: Age 31 - 36. Suggested FCs are Chris Evans, Oscar Isaac, Diego Luna, Charlie Cox, Jon Bernthal. You're encouraged to contact me. This character would most likely be from the Westerlands or Westerlands-allied regions. This character's story is entirely utp, I don't have any pre-established headcanons, just that they were each other's first love but ultimately things didn't work out (Maybe his mother didn't approve of Calla's capricious nature? Perhaps Calla's mom, Lanna, didn't approve of him. We can brainstorm). What's important is that they're still close to this day (There could've been some distance during the Dance, but they've found their way back). They're refreshingly honest with each other and have a way of understanding the other, which is something Calla doesn't have with anyone else. He wouldn't have neglected her/shamed her after the disastrous end of her marriage to Garland Hightower.

CHILDHOOD FRIEND: Age 28 - 33. I would love for Calla to have a close friend that she’s known all her life. Could be a friendship that has endured through to their adulthood, or had suffered because of time and distance. Since Calla was little, she was outspoken, capricious, and stubborn af; so this girl could be someone that marches at the same speed or someone with a calmer nature who helps to ground Calla a bit. Anyway, I’d just love a friendly bond, female friendships, and sorority between women is lovely and I want more of it, please. Taken connection → Alayne Farman

For DEIMOS VELARYON ( Read more about him )

YOUNGER BROTHER: Age 27 - 28. Captain of a ship within the Velaryon fleet. The Velaryons siblings can butt heads because they all have strong personalities, but ultimately I think they're there for each other when it counts. Deimos can be stern and callous, but everything he does is for the good of the family and what he believes is in his siblings' best interests. I would love to keep exploring more sibling dynamics with this new brother! Suggested FCs are Freddy Carter, Aaron Taylor-Johnson, Bradley James, Paddy Gibson, Aneurin Barnard.

Helpful links: Velaryon family

For DAERON DONDARRION ( Read more about him )

CLOSE FRIEND: Age 31 - 35. A Stormlander, just like Daeron. These two would have been friends for years now, maybe not keeping in touch at all times, but always easing back into a sort of "found family" vibe. I'm open to any and all ideas, to explore what brings them together as friends and what makes them clash. I just want him to have a bro since his literal bros are dead and gone. Taken connection → Magnus Wylde

YOUNGER SISTER: Age 26 - 31. Suggested FCs are Blanca Suárez, Astrid Bergès-Frisbey, Ana de Armas, Isis Valverde, Alba Galocha, or any Spanish FC/FC with Hispanic heritage. Sibling dynamics are my weakness, so it would be amazing to have this lady in the game. She's the youngest Dondarrion and is a lady-in-waiting to Queen Caerella. Daeron is protective of her since she's the only sibling he has left, which can lead to some ride-or-die vibes or perhaps even her feeling smothered by his big bro protectiveness. There's a lot to unpack in terms of the family and what they've been through with the deaths of the oldest brothers and their mom. It would be interesting to explore what her stance was/is about that. Also, as a woman of Blackhaven (heavily inspired by Basque heritage and as well as the calé people), a woman has a very important role within the family structure. There are beliefs about their virtue and whatnot, sure, but they're very equal in standing to men, especially as wives (once they marry), so she wasn't raised to become anyone's shadow.

[afictionaladventure16]

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

Masterlist

Previously On The Pen Pal Project... 

Warnings: foul language, mentions of anxiety

Word Count: 1,200

Chapter 9

Letter #9

November 20th, 2017

It’s been a week since he sent his letter and usually, Chris would have had a response within two days but this time it was different. Two days after sending his letter he noticed that he had yet received anything, thinking nothing of it, Chris went along with his day.

Three days after sending his letter, once again, nothing. Chris tried not to think much about it but his mind couldn’t help but wonder. On the fifth day, that’s when Chris began to panic.

Now on the seventh day, he tried his hardest to remain calm while in Dr. Holt’s office, “so, yeah, I think it’s helped me a lot.” Dr. Holt began to notice Chris’s leg was jumping, a sign that he was anxious.

“Alright, so, tell me what’s making you anxious?”

Chris looked at her confused, she then gestured towards his leg and instantly placed his hand on his leg. Chris sighed, “she hasn’t replied in a week.”

“Okay?”

“She never takes that long to reply, it’s usually a couple of days.”

She sighed, “alright, let’s give it another week if she doesn’t reply then I will talk to my colleague and see what’s going on. How does that sound?”

It sounded like a lot of waiting for Chris, “alright,” he said softly.

“But overall, this has been working for you? Talking to someone with similar experiences?”

Chris gave her a nod, “yeah.”

The session was quick but Dr. Holt did explain that their sessions wouldn’t last long because of the project. Chris said his goodbyes and left to his car, deciding it was worth a shot to go to the post office. Chris prepared himself for the letter to not be there, he opened the small PO box and let out a relieving sigh as he noticed the small envelope inside. He quickly grabbed it and closed the box, he walked over to his car.

Opening the letter as soon as he sat down.

Dear Chris,

I am sorry for the late reply, my friends surprised me with Disneyland tickets and we were gone all weekend! I do apologize for having you wait so long!

Alright, this is my first try but I’m gonna say, Chrissy??? I’m really hoping that’s it.

As a matter of fact, I have, turns out he volunteers every day, at the hospital nearby as a baby cuddler. He just became an even sweeter person. He also told me stories about Vietnam, losing his best friend in the war and even going as far as naming his son after him in honor of his memory. It was an experience talking to him, I will definitely do it again.

I’ve been wanting to take get back on track with my photography, I’ve even had a coworker say that her friends needed a photographer for their show in a couple of nights. I’ve done a couple of shows in the past, it’s what I had planned on doing for my life, becoming a music photographer but like I’ve stated before. Shit happens.

I went to Germany, to live with my brother for a couple of months. Visited, Paris, London, Prague, and Poland. I would love to travel their again, something about traveling just makes me feel free. Happy in a way.

A huge pain! Don’t even get me started! But yes, even though they are a pain in the ass I love my siblings no matter what!

I did, so like, deal with it!

Nice choice! I personally would’ve gone with a dragon but like whatever.

Ugghhhh!! I hate your question!!!! I refuse to answer. God dammit! Ugh! Why do you do this to me, Chris? Or should I say, Chrissy? ;) I would have to choose…. Goofy. He always made me laugh as a child and laughter was always the best medicine. I just loved him so much.

Now for my question… Favorite Disney princess?

Later Vader.

P.S.

One day you will see my wrath and you will regret ever saying that.

P.P.S.

This is probably going off topic, but what were some of your triggers for your anxiety?

But that is an amazing way to look at things. I tend to just listen to music when I have an anxiety attack, along with some breathing exercises. I think it’s funny how quickly we forget to breathe when our brain just decides to turn on itself. People tell me to “just breathe and I’ll be fine” like it’s so easy, but it’s not.

Thank you, Chris. But we all have to go through some sort of emotional trauma in life, right? In order to learn from them. Or at least that’s the way I think about things. I just so happen to have more learning to do than others I guess.

As for my biological father, I haven’t met him. Nor do I think I will ever want to. There is at times where I want to get to know that part of me but I don’t know, there is no hurry in this need to know this man. Even then, I wouldn’t know how to approach the situation.

Chris sighed to himself, grabbing his notebook he had left in his car and a pen.

He spent the next thirty minutes in the car writing, once he was finished he placed it in the envelope, walking back inside the post office and placing it inside the slot to send out.

Chris made his way back home, feeling so relieved to know that Julie was okay. He spotted an unfamiliar car in the driveway, he furrowed his eyebrows and parked his car. Getting out of the car he walked up to the door, seeing her. “Jenny,” he stated in shock.

“I was in town,” she said quietly, “and I thought I would come by to see you and see how you were doing.”

Chris scoffed as he shook his head, “well, you can see I’m doing perfectly fine, thanks for stopping by,” he walked passed her but she placed her hand on his arm.

Chris stopped and looked at her, “I miss you, Chris.”

If she were here three months earlier Chris might’ve responded quicker, he might’ve said something that she wanted to hear. Chris smiled, “thanks for stopping by, Jenny.”

She sighed and let go of his arm, “that’s it then?”

“Well, what do you want me to say? That I miss you? Because I don’t. As harsh as it sounds, I don’t miss you. I’m actually fine.” Chris smiled, “I’m more than fine, really. Look, I loved you, Jenny and I always will, but I don’t love you in that way anymore.” He sighed, “I really hope life treats you well, Jenny.” 

Jenny could see it in Chris’s eyes that he was true to his word, “alright,” she whispered. Chris watched as she walked over to her car, she waved at him one last time before driving off. Chris didn’t think he was ever really over Jenny, but seeing her today, just confirmed that he was. He has moved on.

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[princesachicana]

𝐫𝐞𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 (𝘤𝘩𝘳𝘪𝘴 𝘦𝘷𝘢𝘯𝘴 𝘹 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳)

description: a little cute family reunion after chris was away for a little.

“Buenos dias baby” You exclaimed with a wide smile. Your 4 month old baby boy Roman squealing in happiness at the sight of your face. “Did you sleep so good?” You laughed running a hand through his bed head. Roman kicked his legs excitedly mumbling his baby talk. Picking him up from his crib you ticked his side. “Are you excited? guess who’s coming home today!” You carried him over to his changing table.

“We have lots to do today before daddy gets home.” You listed off all the plans for the day. And even though you knew your 4 month old couldn’t understand you still enjoyed speaking to him. After changing his diaper and wiping him down with a damp washcloth. You dress him in a new onesie you bought the week before online.

It was a fuzzy one that had Nemo’s face on the hood. Your favorite movie to watch as a family was Finding Nemo so it was fitting. “You look so cute bebe” You squished his cheeks making him giggle and fiddle with his hands. “He’s going to freak when he sees you!” You laughed taking a few pictures of Roman sending them to Chris.

~

“It’s so yummy right?” Roman’s face was covered in his breakfast. Oatmeal Peach Apple was one of his favorites.

After feeding Roman and cleaning up his face you started on your own breakfast.

You hadn’t worked up a big appetite for anything in particular so you went with something quick. Eggs and buttered toast with a side of chopped fruit from the day before.

“Okay ready to make a pretty picture for daddy!” You brought up a stool next to Roman’s high chair. “We’re gotta make a welcome home card okay?” You wiped his baby drool from his face. setting down a baby blue construction sheet of paper in front of him.

You started it off writing down the words ‘Welcome home!’ adding a little heart at the end with a marker. Roman couldn’t do much with a marker so you set out washable paint on another paper.

“Look at all these pretty colors!” You softly grabbed one of his hands showing him all the bright paints. His finger immediately dipped into the color purple. Roman was about to bring his finger towards his mouth before you quickly stopped him. “No look you paint here!” You drew a squiggly line with his finger. The color on the paper making him smile. His mouth formed an “ouuu” as if his art was the most impressive thing he’s done yet.

To distracted by the four month old beauty ,the sound of keys jingling and a door opening became background noise. Roman’s eyes widened, his chubby face forming a wide gummy smile. His eyes set dead behind you “what are you looking at mi amor?!”

Just as you were about to turn seeking out what your baby was so happy about, a set of strong arms engulfed you from behind.

Along with kisses to the side of your neck, immediately identifying it as your husband. “You aren’t supposed to be back until later que paso?!” You squealed excited and surprised all at the same time.

“I might have lied about what time I landed …the whole time I was planning on surprising you” After giving you one sentimental kiss, he pulled away moving towards his extremely impatient son. “WOAH mommy I think we got to distracted with our reunion!” you furrowed your eyebrows confused on what Chris was talking about. “Looks like little man…gave himself face paint.”

You looked towards where your baby and husband shared a warm embrace, and sure enough Roman’s face and brand new onesie covered in bright colors, looked like he really went to town with the paint. “BABY! not on your face” you laughed, moving towards the both of them, squeezing his chubby cheeks “we’re gonna have to put you in the bath.”

Chris sniffed his baby boys head like he was relishing in the baby scent he loves. “I’ll take him a bath, I’ve been craving my wife’s tostadas” You smirked “Oh really? Then I’ll just have to make some” You stood up on tip toes lightly scratching his beard, he relaxed into the touch, sighing when Roman’s hand followed yours now to playing with Chris’s beard. “I missed y’all so much.”

~

An hour later, you managed to whip up some Tostadas per your husbands request. You slowly balanced both plates on your hand, making way into the spacious living room.

You smiled when you noticed that all to familiar movie intro. “He was supposed to wear his outfit while we watched the movie!” You fake pouted as your sons eyes followed the fishes that swam on the screen. “It’s alright he’s got on his socks see!” Chris laughed picking up Roman, his little legs kicked begging to be let down again so he could watch his favorite movie.

You nodded, handing Chris his plate he moaned in delight “Baby I haven’t had anything like this in what feels like forever.” He quickly thanked you with a chaste kiss, immediately digging into his food. “Maybe we could come with you next time?” You whispered, not knowing how he would react.

“I do want to travel with him.” Chris looked to Roman who babbled off at the screen. “I can’t stay away from you both any longer…it feels like he’s grown so much since the two months I’ve been gone.” You sighed “He has, but you’re here now and that’s all that matters” You smiled, heart warming when Chris took his hand in yours lightly squeezing.

“Can we make some more little ones?” He whispered.

You giggled quietly “oh yeah, once this little one goes down for a nap.” you mumbled against his lips not exactly knowing if he was serious or not.

SPOILER ALERT: he was serious.

[wintrcaptn]

Oh hi 💞

I kind of miss working and doing things with my friends! Also, I wish I could stop eating cuz I have gained weight since shelter in place.

I hope you are all doing okay, and are being safe! Xx

[witchychanel]

Headcanons - Steve Rogers

aka Captain America

Dating Steve Rogers Would Include

NSFW Alphabet 

SFW Alphabet

[floosies]

Series: La Munenca del Barrio

Warnings: NSFW, Blood, violence, smut, strong language, and drug use

SIdenote: Spanish text (this chapter will focus on Maritiza and Rafael)

Rocio Cruz lives in a Brooklyn block best known for its vibrant and ignored community. What she always ignored though was the underground scene in the borough, the evils that lay in it and its people. That all comes to an end when she’s introduced to those things she ignored.

Chpt. 6: Estoy Pensando en Ella

Series Masterlist

Maritza Dolores Rosales was born into a small town in Guerrero, Mexico in 1968. Her parents were people who didn’t make much but lived day by day. When she was 9 they moved to America, where her papa started working as a cook in restaurant and her mama made dresses for gringos. By the time she was 18, her father took over the restaurant from the old man who used to own it. 

Rafael “Pajarito”  Mateo Cruz was born into a similar situation in Aguadilla, Puerto Rico in 1965. His father had left him and his family when he was 6 for another women. In time he would be the one who’d have to provide for his mother and two younger siblings. By the time he was 20, he’d leave his home for search for more money.

(1988)

It was a busy night at the restaurant and she was on her shift, working so she could have some Friday’s off with friends to go see the other side of New York. Pajarito was going to have dinner with a couple of the guys from work. They knew the right spot to go get something quick and see pretty girls. That was where he saw her, in her red apron and white dress. He swore he saw an angel in the flesh. 

He kept an eye on her while he ate. She was too important for him in that moment and his friends caught on, “te gusto la nena? Es hija del dueno de aqui, cuidado que ella no se deja con quien sea.” One of them said to him, but she’s caught him staring at her enough for her to notice. She went back to the kitchen waiting for her next order to be ready, a girl who gossiped more than the senoras verduleras around the block worked with her as a waitress as well, “tu sabes algo del prieto sentando en la ultima mesa?” She looking at the man she’d fall in love with. The girl looked a bit concerned as she followed Maritza’s stare, “cuidado con el, que trabaja con ojos azules.” He was cute and that piqued her interest enough.

Behind her parents’ back she took the risk. Somehow the whole working with the mob didn’t faze her at all. Maritza was far more invested on him as a person. He was sweet, gentle, and honest with her. Of course he was, he adored her and her way of being. With money saved, he bought an apartment. Something they could call theirs and not have to worry about her threatening papa who said he’d slice Rafael into two if he saw him near his daughter again after they got caught kissing behind the restaurant one night.

It wasn’t much later that they were engaged, mainly because Maritza had become pregnant with a girl. To say her parents were beyond upset was an understatement pero que hacer. On the other hand by the time she admitted it to everyone, Rafael was doing good financially, enough to bring his family over. They didn’t like New York though, “mami pero tengo los chavos para que tenga un lugarsito serca de mi.” He tried to plead to her, but she wasn’t alone. He’d brought over his siblings too, sus manos Matias, Beatriz, y Lucas. They were kids unlike him, the eldest of the three was Beatriz but she was only seventeen.

He couldn’t get them to stay but they didn’t go back. Turns out some of his father’s family who’d got to America years before Rafael was willing to help his mama find a place in Florida. They hated his father for being a deadbeat, that was their answer as to why they were helping. Rafael was just glad he got them out of Puerto Rico and somewhere nicer. He’d send them money every other week. When the wedding came, it didn’t come easily. Everyone wanted a say on the music, the church, the guests, whatever they could basically control. Rafael tried to comfort Maritza who was beyond aggravated with all of it.

That wedding was a masterpiece though. Ojos Azules made sure que todo sea al puro cien, nothing was cheap. The reception made Maritza cry with happiness. She’d married well, even her parents agreed. Doña Constancia was very happy too, her son had made a good life for himself and never left his family out of his wealth, plus she had a grandchild on the way. In her head, Maritza was getting everything she’d ever wanted from life.

Money wasn’t a problem, the apartment was nice, and she was going to have a baby girl. For a good while, she even forgot what her husband did as work. Until it got bad. Right before the baby was born, there was a fear of traitors in Ojos Azules “corporation” and that led to more dirty work for her pajarito. 

He was loyal and where she admired him for it, at the same time she’d wish he wasn’t. Because his loyalty was to that old man just as much as it was to her. Sometimes he’d be brought home by his co-workers so that he wouldn’t get hurt. See Rafael was quiet but not stupid, he always spoke spanish to make the gringos think he didn’t understand shit. He knew everything though and he’d always report back to his boss. Like a little parrot or song bird, he’d ruin people before they even got the chance to begin their plan. (You could see why his arrest was a celebration to many)

Some nights he’d be home covered in blood, not his, but that didn’t matter when it was dripping all over the floor, off his shoes. Thankfully it died down for a while. A good while, that allowed for Rocio’s birth to be a beautiful peaceful occasion. When Maritza found out that her family would be blessed with financial help that would span a lifetime to Rocio, she was beyond thrilled. Her daughter would never grow hungry like she did many times. Rafael thanked his boss profusely with tears in his eyes. He really believed that God had heard his prayers after all. 

When Rocio was five though, all hell broke loose. Ojos Azules had died and a new guy was in charge. Rafael hated him with a passion, the man wouldn’t let him go home until he felt like it. The “paychecks” would come late or missing the full amounts and what was supposed to be for his daughter never showed up. Maritza knew hard times were coming, pero todo se trueno when at a block party they were at was balasiado by a man working with Rafael, they were after him and his friend. His friend was shot and died in front of her daughter. That’s when her blood boiled and she hated him Mika too.

Did she support the coup to kill him? Legally? No, never she was a respectable women and mother. If anyone else was asking, she would’ve killed him with her bare hands and made sure he knew who he’d fucked with. Mika died pleading like the little bitch he was. She was happy when he died, she prayed to God for forgiveness about those feelings but he’d ruined her daughter’s life, technically. Months after his death and Rubio taking over as the youngest boss in Brooklyn’s history, Maritza was pregnant again, with twins. 

Rafael felt at ease again, his life was calm again. Then it came, in a whirlwind, while Rocio was at school. Maritza pleading that they had the wrong man, cried for her them to let go of her husband. It was too late, he was gone. An anger built up, a pain so strong that never died so much as it dulled into sadness. Rocio would never find out what really happened, she knew better than to hurt her that way. 

The beautiful apartment was gone. Steve Rogers had sent her a message to go into hiding for awhile as they interrogated Rafael. Her parents didn’t say much about their son-in-law. Any money that Rubio would send would be sent back. Her pride and her resentment made her despise that type of life even more. Then came the news that he wouldn’t be coming home anytime soon. She worked her hands raw and raised three children, still holding hope that he’d be back soon

-Present Day

As she cooked dinner in the small kitchen of the apartment, a knock came at her door. Outside stood an old friend of Rafa’s. Quintero held an envelope for Maritza. As she opened the door and saw him, the color on her skin drained, “que haces aqui.” She whispered with a bit of anger and fear. He held out the envelope, “tu pajarito va a volar otra vez muy pronto. Quiere el que estes ahi.” He spoke quietly but with a stern voice. Inside the envelope was the court hearing date and place for the release of Rafael Mateo Cruz. 

[papistark]

Hispanic people come in white too 🤷🏻‍♀️. I’m just saying I was shocked that was supposed to be Marta because the actress does not have brown skin at all. It’s obvious that she is white hispanic.

As someone who's filipino i'm aware POC come in all shades. Yes, Marta's skin is warmer and a bit darker in comparison to Ransom's but the values aren't that different at all.

sorry that giving her more olive undertones (which she has) shocked you. Yes, she's darker than Ransom, who's more red/peach undertone caucasian. I don't consider the color I used for her to be anywhere near "brown".

[mcu-hoes]

[bidibidibucky]

Imagine finding a stray cat in the backyard of your shared house with Steve Rogers

[afictionaladventure16]

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

Masterlist

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.

Taglist is open! 

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[nachosforfree]

William Afton is actually australian and hates when people mistake him for a brit (this has caused him to feel great resentment towards the british)

Henry Emily is hispanic and a great cook the afton kids love his cooking and he loves cooking for other people also his dad died in a construction accident when he was young

Elizabeth Afton is into alot of the things William is into and she feels a great sense of superiority because of that

CC was named by his mom which is why it seems so out of place, his full initials are E.C.C.A (Evan C.C. Afton) and his family calls him ceece/ceecey

Michael Afton is pan and also surprisingly good with children

Charlie is non-binary and LOVES puppets

The mother of the afton children was a hippie

Foxy is gay married to funtime Foxy

Funtime Foxy and mangle are siblings (mangle is younger)

Mangle is foxy's right hand fox

Foxy is an orphan who was taken in by his pirate uncle Stabbin' Jack

Foxy's dad was in the Navy, and every time he (foxy's dad) went up against his brother he would make sure he didn't damage anything too badly (even though he was a pirate, he still cared about him)

Bonnie is illiterate they can't read or write also he smokes weed

1 i love that thats so funny he's like IM NOT BRITISH IM AUSTRALIAN IM FUCKING AUSTRALIAN GET IT THE FUCK RIGHT!!!!!!! it would also explain why i see everyone give bonnie an aussie accent

2 thats kinda funny cuz the last ask was that henry sucked at cooking lmao

3 liz would absolutely feel superior for liking stuff her dad likes i love that

4 tbh i dont really like the name evan for cc cuz i have a bias towards chris (ive been calling him it longer than the evan thing was a thing) but i to thing his middle initials being Crying Child is funny

5 I usually see him as just gay but i like any version of michael thats attracted to men, and him being good with kids is cute :)

6 AGREE

7 she gave william a bong once and he tried to drink the water in it

8 pirate gay x fem gay

9 that would make sense since they look so similar

10 and 11 i dont really have a response for these but theyre cool headcanons ^^

12 based

[cevans16]

You’re You

Summary: Reader is Hispanic/Latina. Sebastian Stan likes you but hasn’t said anything. It’s a little bit based on this interview in the video below;

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=N3NTd3ROMmY 

Sorry it is a bit long! Love you all!!

“So (Y/N), looks like you got moved from your original promo group” the interviewer stated.

“Yes, apparently, the Chris’ and I are too chaotic” you replied

“You got that right, those three are horRIBLE” Anthony Mackie added while elbowing you softly.

You shook your head while smiling and said, “Nooo the thing is that Sebastian is too quiet so they brought me”

“I heard otherwise hahaha” added Winston Duke who was sitting on your right side. 

“What? I am not that quiet” Sebastian said pretending to sound offended.

“So some people uhmmm white people were saying that they don’t want to offend anyone when they do the Wakanda signal” the interviewer said causing the four of you to do the Wakanda motion. 

“Well (Y/N) is Latina and Sebastian is uhhh Romanian” Mackie said

“Right” confirmed Sebastian, you nodded but scrunched your eyebrows in slight confusion

“So that’s different” Mackie added, “I’ll take that” Sebastian replied. Mackie, Winston, and you bursted in laughter

“Sooo what you’re saying Mackie is that Sebastian is.....spicy white?” you asked while laughing so hard you were getting tears in your eyes. 

“Yeah remember when we went to Romania?” Mackie asked you

“Uhh huh and?”

“And every Romanian did the Wakanda thing saying you’re Anthony Mackie right” he replied

“Oh and you got hit on a lot!” he continued

“Who did?” asked the interviewer

“(Y/N)!” Mackie said, the interviewer looked at you.

“Yes, not to sound conceited but I get hit on constantly BUT when I went to Romania....it was something else” you said laughing

“What! Where was I when this happened?” Sebastian asked almost yelling

“It was when (Y/N) and I would go get you guys coffee or hangout”, Mackie said

“I always went with you guys”, Sebastian replied

“Well when YOU didn’t go, she would get hit on, well when I would walk away...sometimes” Mackie explained. Sebastian didn’t say anything else but he looked a little annoyed. 

“So the Romanians loved you” the interviewer said

“Ohhh they sure did. I’m surprised I didn’t return home with one, they were so nice to me and oh my gosh very handsome” you joked

“Well you have one here” Mackie quickly said, motioning to Sebastian. You felt yourself blush, you had always liked Sebastian as more than a friend but never felt like the feelings were reciprocated.

“Yeahhh but I am not Sebastian’s type” you jokingly teased

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Sebastian asked rather sternly

“You like the blondes Sebastian” you replied. 

“Ooopp” Mackie and Winston said at the same time. They both had noticed that you and Sebastian liked each other but were too dumb to realize it. 

“I don’t only like blondes” Sebastian said

“Mhmmm you can believe your own lie” you replied

“I think I am more Evans type” you added. Mackie felt Sebastian tense next to him.

“I mean she is not wrong Sebastian” Mackie chuckled.

“Whatever” Sebastian said. 

There was a slight awkward silence until the interviewer asked about how long you had all been in the Marvel franchise, “You and Sebastian have been here the longest right?”

“Hmmmm, I think I came first and then Sebastian” you answered nonchalantly.

“At least he’s a gentleman” Mackie joked

“Shut up” Sebastian said. 

Once the interview was over, the four of you went out for a few drinks. Sebastian was talkative with the boys but not with you, which was weird.

“Are you okay?” you asked him

“Yeah why wouldn’t I be?” he asked

“You’re kind of quiet”

“No I’m not, I’m talking” he said annoyed

“That’s what I mean, what did I do? Because you’re fine with them but apparently not with me” you explained

“Gee I don’t know maybe because you’re not MY type remember” Sebastian gritted. You gasped at his response, you didn’t think he got butt hurt over that comment you had made during the interview. You and Sebastian stared at each other for a few minutes, Mackie and Winston both looked at you two.

“You know Mackie, we should go get a few more drinks” Winston said breaking the silence

“I’ll go get them” you said

“No no, we will” Mackie said in agreement with Winston. 

“I’m sorry if my comment hurt you, which I don’t know why it did” you said.

“Really you don’t know why?” Sebastian scoffed. 

“No I don’t, I wouldn’t have gotten butt hurt over it”

“Whatever, I’m leaving” Sebastian said getting up from his seat but you stopped him.

“NO, I am leaving since you have no problem with the guys”. You grabbed your purse and left with your jacket in hand. 

Winston noticed you leaving, “I don’t think our plan worked Mackie”, Mackie turned to look, you looked sad and you were booking it out the place. Sebastian on the other hand looked pissed.

You walked out of the bar, putting on your jacket and headed back to your hotel. Sebastian had never talked to you in that way, he had always been nice. Your hotel was a bit far but you needed the long walk to clear your head. 

Meanwhile Mackie and Winston were grilling Sebastian about the incident. 

“Nothing happened guys” he said over and over

“Cut the shit Sebs, she looked pretty sad walking out of here” Mackie said.

“We know you like each other” Winston added.

“FINE, I told her that I wasn’t talking to her because she wasn’t my type, I didn’t actually mean that but she did say that earlier so I used it on her” he explained. 

“You’re an idiot” Winston said

“I know” Sebastian replied. 

You were walking for about ten minutes when you heard someone call out your name, you turned to look, it was Mackie.

“Hey! Hold on why are you walking this late?” he asked

“I needed to clear my head, I can’t believe he said that to me” you said almost in tears. 

“Look I know you and him like each other. You need to talk with him about it (Y/N)”

“I tried to and look where I am for doing so Mack”

“You didn’t tell him you liked him though”

“Of course not, I don’t chase men Mackie, plus I meant what I said, I am not his type and I am not changing for someone else”

“He likes you too”

“Oh stop that’s not funny” you said

“He DOES. Think about it, every time we would plan to hang out even if it was just the guys he would invite YOU. Every time we would hang out where would he sit? Beside YOU. Whenever someone would flirt with you or talk about you, he would either get antsy or annoyed, which is funny to see” he said chuckling. You stood there looking at Mackie in shock. 

“Well I won’t say anything until he does and that is not happening” you said. 

“Fine but stop being miserable about it”

“I’m not miserable”

“Okay stop being an ass” he joked with you. “Come on let me walk you, you’re crazy you know, walking out here this late” he said. 

The next morning you walked in late for breakfast since you spent a longer time in the gym to work out your frustrations. You guys were almost done with part of the promo tour before heading to another city. When you walked in, the three were almost finished eating, which was another reason why you took longer, to avoid Sebastian. 

“Good late morning” Mackie said to you

“Good morning guys” you replied. You grabbed your breakfast and headed out since you were planning on checking out a bookstore. You were about to get in your uber when you heard Sebastian call for you

“(Y/N), can we talk?” he asked, you looked at his face, he looked exhausted.

You rolled your eyes, “Fine but I really want to check out this bookstore Sebastian”

“I’ll go, if that’s okay?” he asked

“Okay”.

He held the door open for you to get in. The ride there was quiet, you were looking out your window, trying your best to avoid his gaze. 

You arrived at the bookstore, you immediately headed to the crime genre section. Sebastian walked around for a bit, trying to build his courage in telling you how he felt about you. “Fuck it” he said to himself, he went to where you were, when he found you, you were sitting on the floor, focused deep in a book. He was so in love with you it hurt. 

He sat down next to you, “What” you said but didn’t move your eyes from the book. 

“I’m sorry for what I said last night and I know it’s not an excuse for me saying it but you hurt my feelings when you said you weren’t my type” he said softly

“Okay” you replied. 

“You’re really going to make me work for it huh” he smirked to himself. 

“What?” you asked finally looking at him. 

“That is why I like you. You aren’t my type but you’re YOU (Y/N). You make me feel things that I never have before, it scares the fuck out of me because I know you’ll never hurt me but I don’t ever want to hurt you. And I did last night which I felt so bad about” he said, “I like you because you don’t change yourself for anyone, you’re beautiful, funny, adventurous, you make me feel alive and you’re just you”.

You didn’t know what to say at first, “Sebastian, I’ve liked you for a long time, you scare me because I’m tired of getting hurt by guys, I don’t want to lose you and frankly I know what you go after plus I know I’m the best” you said winking at him.

He chuckled at your last remark, “I can definitely agree with that, now will you agree to go on a date with me? Let’s see where this goes” he asked you.

You looked at him, looking into his eyes for a bit, “Okay, let’s see where it goes”. 

Three years later

“And like a dumbass, he let her walk out” Mackie said on the microphone at yours and Sebastian’s wedding. Sebastian laughed at the comment but he wasn’t wrong about it. “But I am glad that they worked it out because they are just perfect for each other. I want to toast to these two amazing people, I wish them all the happiness in the world, cheers to (Y/N) and Sebastian!” everyone else clapped, you and Sebastian were definitely going to make it. 

[fanaticloser]

When I was younger I thought Chris Evans was Hispanic cause I saw two of his movies in Spanish, Cellular and Push and thought it was the original and when I finally went to rewatch the movies they were in English and I thought it was weird cause it sounded off.