#chris evans spanish imagine

[reese-weasley]

[ character bio - Reese Weasley; intelligence without ambition is a bird without wings. ]

Character Basics

Character’s full name: Harrison Reese Weasley  Meaning of name: Reese; fire, passion.  Character’s nickname: he goes by his middle name because he was named after his godfather and doesn’t go by it for that reason since they sound similar. Birth date: July 1st, 2000 Age: 31 Zodiac: Cancer

Nationality / Species: English; wizard Languages Spoken: English, French, Spanish Orientation: heterosexual Blood Status: half-blood Army Affiliation: The Resistance 

Physical appearance

Height: 6′2 Body build: tall, athletic, muscular Eye color: blue Hair color: auburn Type of hair: messy curly/wavy, he has no idea because he never leaves it alone Glasses or contacts: glasses but he never wears them Face claim: Chris Evans Tattoos: a lot, but the more recent ones are Marcie’s wedding vows on the left side of his chest with their sons’ birth date and times beneath it and an owl on the other side that matches Hugo’s. Voice / Accent: English

Personality

Good personality traits: dedicated, genius, open-minded, trustworthy, wise. Bad personality traits: extremely introverted, hardheaded, proud, know-it-all, sarcastic. Personality Type: ISTJ, “the Logistician”  introverted, reserved yet willful, with a rational outlook on life. Character Label: The Polymath Patronus: hawk What would most throw this character’s life into complete turmoil: anything related to Death Eaters. he got really paranoid after Marcie was attacked. If granted one wish, it would be: to never have to go to a social event ever again Character’s soft spot: his niece

Eight Song Playlist

Whatever It Takes; Imagine Dragons Sign of the Times; Harry Styles Soldier; Fleurie  Cardigan; Taylor Swift Yellow; Coldplay Just One Yesterday; Fall Out Boy Up in Flames; Ruelle Rise; Katy Perry

Past

Hometown: London, England Dream Job: Minister for Magic Education: Hogwarts / Cambridge  House: Slytherin

Present

Current location: London, England Currently living with: his wife and their identical twins Pets: their dogs, Olaf and Pumpkin, and cats, Henry and Mistletoe  Occupation: defense attorney / part-time law professor

Family

Wife: Marcelina Graves-Weasley Sons: Gene and Toby Graves-Weasley  Mother: Hermione Granger Relationship: he’s very close to his mother. he’s most like her and gravitated towards her growing up Father: Ron Weasley Relationship: he was never particular close to his father for no real reason growing up, but after his parents’ divorced, their relationship got a little strained

Siblings: Rose Weasley, Hugo Weasley Relationship: he has a close relationship with his sister and brother

Grandparents: Molly and Arthur Weasley, the Grangers  Relationship: he’s close to both sets of grandparents, but spent more time with his mother’s parents because the Burrow was usually crowded and chaotic.

Other important family members: the Weasleys, the Potters, Ilsa and Lucien Malfoy-Weasley (niece and nephew).

Favorites

Color: blue Music: he listens to a mix of a lot Literature: he can go through books weekly, sometimes daily.

Habits

Musical instrument: piano Sport: qudditch Smokes: no Drinks: not a lot, usually only at dinner Other drugs: no Extremely skilled at: his job, magical and muggle law, flying, teaching Extremely unskilled at: being in social settings

Traits

Optimist or pessimist: pessimist Introvert or extrovert: introverted Daredevil or cautious: cautious Logical or emotional: logical Disorderly or methodical: methodical Prefers working or relaxing: working Confident or unsure of himself: confident Animal lover: yes, specifically dogs and he would adopt 50

Relationships with others

Love interest: Marcelina Graves-Weasley Best friends: Jasper Travers, Emmett Rowle, Teddy Potter Close Friends: Alice Davies

Short Bio

Reese was always ahead of other kids intellectually. Before he went to Hogwarts, he’d already read his way through most of the required reading for his first year’s curriculum. The Hat wanted to put him in Ravenclaw because of his high intellect, but his drive for perfection and ambition won out. Reese always hung around the older kids at school, and kept to himself most of the time, preferring to be around a smaller group of close friends. He was prefect and eventually Head Boy, and played quidditch. After graduation, Reese went to muggle university to study law and he teaches there now part-time when he’s not working as a defense attorney. 

[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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[mcu-hoes]

[f10werfae]

Written on Polaroids

Pairing: Husband! Chris Evans x Plus size! Latina! Reader

Disclaimer: This story is fiction and should not be taken literally, the behaviour is simply imaginative and the content may be inappropriate

Word count: 1,380

Summary: Request with a filthy smut 😍 (no for real i need to now go say the rosary and pray)

Warnings: Unprotected sex, spit play, dirty talk, breeding kink, n idk what else 🤞

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Requests are open!

Likes, Comments and Re-blogs are appreciated♥️

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(Chris' P.O.V)

I greeted the likes of Downey and Mackie as I got onto set, the loud shouts of production filling my ears

Heading into my trailer, pictures of me and my lovely wife were littered everywhere, pictures from our wedding day or when she brought me home to (Insert country)

I was blessed with such an amazing woman, don’t even get me started on her body.

Sitting by my desk, I took off my backpack, reaching in for my script notebook

“Ah shit” Instead of my usual green book, I was instead holding a fluffy pink book in my hands, how the hell did I make that mistake.

“Musta taken Y/n's by mistake” Throwing it onto the desk, something fell by my feet, my eyes instantly widening when I picked it up.

“That minx” Twirling the polaroid in my hand, a picture of us immediately after sex stared back at me, both our bodies covered but our faces still in that post-sex haze.

The back of the photo was dated “14/2/22 Valentines day with Chris <3”

Let’s just say my curiosity got the better of me and I wanted to have a snoop through her book, she wouldn’t mind right?

Ignoring the warnings on the front page, partly because they were in Spanish that was wayyy still too advanced for me. The first few pages were just her detailing what went on during the day, chuckles leaving me every time she complained about how i’d leave a dirty plate out.

Then came the pages where the dates showed I was away filming, these pages broke my heart. Details of her day without me, consisted of caring for Dodger, going to work and as she said “moping around”

“Woahohoho” Turning to the next few pages, my eyes jumped to random words such as ‘dick’ on the page sticking out. The dates saying the times I had come home after weeks away, multiple pictures of us post sex all over the double page spread.

“So this is what she does with the pictures she takes” I said out to myself, remembering the times she’d jump out of bed and ask to take a photo of us, more often than not, ending up with me asking for a separate copy to bring with me in my wallet.

Starting to read the first paragraph

“Within seconds of him getting through the front door, his eyes instantly bore into mine, a primal growl leaving him as he picked me up and dragged me upstairs to our bedroom.

His paws clawing away at my clothes, his face smothered into the crook of my neck placing kisses everywhere, leaving me breathless.

With both of us now naked, he placed a wet open mouthed kiss on my lips, all teeth and spit.

Dragging himself down my body to face my wet centre, he dragged a finger down my folds, instantly making me shudder.

He made a comment about wanting to be smothered between my thighs, always wanting to be between my legs, because that’s where he belonged…”

Deciding not to read further, I felt my cock start to ache in my pants, the thought of her filling my mind.

Stuffing her book back into my backpack, I rushed out of my trailer, shouting excuses of major migraines before bolting for my car.

All through the ride home all I could think about were her fleshy tits and kissing them as I pummelled my cock into her pussy.

Parking into the driveway, I rushed inside the house throwing the bag to the side, not announcing my arrival yet.

The sound of her playlist filled the house along with the smell of her famous Empanadas. Smiling to myself at the thought of it all, I sauntered into the kitchen, any pure thoughts I had flying out the window.

There she was, the love of my life, standing in nothing but an oversized shirt, swaying her hips to the music, is she seriously trying to kill me?

Turning around shocked her eyes widened before she greeted me, “Hola Papi? I thought you wouldn’t be home until late”

Dropping her makeshift microphone, her voice like music to my ears.

She walked over, her hands going around my waist as she looked up at me with those beautiful eyes of hers, my home.

“You are in trouble” I whispered, crooking my neck down to meet her lips in a passionate kiss, my hands holding onto her love handles.

“Eh? what’d I do my love?”

“This” I said grabbing her book out of my bag, in seconds she had snatched the book back and clutched it to her chest.

“It’s too late baby, I’ve already seen it” I pushed further, setting the book down away from the both of us, intertwining our hands as I lead her up the stairs.

“Now get on the bed, naked”

(Y/n's P.O.V)

Following his orders, I felt myself getting wetter as time went on, watching as he undid his belt and it all fell to the floor.

Reaching over to stroke him, he caught my hand, “Tonight, i’m taking care of you”

Laying back down he crawled over me, beckoning for me to open my mouth before spitting into it, then bringing me in for a sloppy kiss.

“You are so gorgeous” He beamed looking down at me, his hand caressing my cheeks before his attention went to my chest.

“God should I just knock you up? Make 'em even fuller? Make you a momma?” He whispered, groping one of my breasts in his hands.

A whimper leaving my mouth both from his words and touch.

“Please” I breathed out

“I haven’t even started yet and you’re already begging baby” He laughed, crawling further down, leaving kisses on my tits which were now glimmering in his saliva.

“I love this pussy of yours, fits me so well” He whispered out, placing a kiss right onto my clit making my legs shiver.

“Don’t even get me started on this thighs of yours, fuck I could just love on them forever” Hickies now littering my thighs as he teased closer and closer to my now aching pussy.

“F-fuck Chris” I moaned out, his tongue licking a stripe up my pussy, not letting down and just continuing to ravish it.

Wet filthy sounds filled the room along with our groans, and the occasional spank to my ass.

“Baby, i’m gonna cum” Holding onto his head, I started to grind against his face, groaning when he pulled away.

“You’re only cumming on my cock sweetheart, we both know that”

“Well fucking put it in then, coño”

“Patience or you get nothing” Running the tip up and down my slit, my hips bucked, a deep chuckle radiating through him.

“F-fuck sweets, I can feel your walls tightening around me, fits like a glove” He groaned out as he sank into me, his hands caressing my sides lovingly as he bent down to hover over me again.

Kisses placed all over my neck as he started to drive his cock into me, tears starting to brim as he shushed me gently, his forehead against mine while he placed kisses on my lips every now and again.

“J-just relax baby” He whispered out, one of his hands toying with my nipple before reaching down to circle my bundle of nerves, causing my legs to close in around his waist.

“Gonna fuck you so hard bub, make your pussy all puffy and swollen yeah?” He moaned out, bitting down on my shoulder as his thrusts became more frantic.

“Yeah baby, knock me up, wan’ have your baby Chrissy” Pulling his face up to meet mine, I swallowed his moans as our lips and tongues met in desperation for each otherwise touch.

“I’m cumming hun” I moaned out louder, his thumb now rapidly playing with my clit sending me into overdrive, “go on sweet girl, let it all out for me”

That was all that was needed to send me over the edge, his cum filling me up as we just lay there embracing each other, sensual kisses being placed everywhere.

“Hold on where are you going” I asked watching him get up and slowly moan as he pulled out, heading towards my bedside drawer.

“Polaroid”

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yeah idk I tried my best 🫡 Hope yall like it

[majaloveschris]

Sharing a little thought.Im not good in english, but ill try to write as much as i can.First of all, if they are in relationship, ill say Chris most definatle chose the wrong girl and yes ill say a GIRL.Before anyone is gonna get mad hear me out.

Shes 25 and aspiring actress that wants to become the IT girl in Hollywood.Dating a man in his 40s is in my opinion weird and most likely shes using him for fame and clout.Chris wants a family and marriage, shes is heavily focused on career and getting her name on tabloids.The only one benefiting from this is Alba, not Chris.

Im Spanish and i know very well all the portuguese and spanish actresses.Shes not the nicest person and she is known for drama just like with her male costar Lucas Bravo.If you have followed her before 2020 than you know that she changed herself complitle after the Chris Evans rumors, shes started to copy him and the things he likes.Her friends did all the dirty deeds behind the curtains, just to make it all happen.Theres lots of other drama behind her name.

I think Chris should focus on family and the career and will most like find the right woman for him when the time will be right, but thats definatle not her and not the right time.Im going to be honest he hasnt really been himself this year, like this is the saddest i ever saw him after the avengers end.He has to do a lot of work on himself mentally and emotianally, because his not ready yet, even if he really wants it.If all the things that surround you drain you and not make you happy, you most definatle are surrounded by wrong people /situations and things.

Thank you for hearing me out :)

I still doubt they're together.

I saw him more as tired or exhausted, which is understandable considering that he's been working a lot this year. I think he really wants to build a family, but it's not as easy as it seems. It's hard for us, ordinary people, so imagine him. He will eventually find the right partner, but I'm happy that he won't settle down until he finds the perfect one for himself. 

[because-i-am-barely-even-human]

4 times Buck and Eddie pretend to have sex to get rid of someone + 1 time there's no need to pretend

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1) Shannon Diaz

You see, the first time it happened it was totally an accident and misunderstanding (not that Eddie complains how the things turned out in the end).

Shannon just showed up after leaving Christopher (and him) a few years ago. And it seems like she not only wanted to see Chris but expected to get back together with Eddie like there’s no bad blood between them. And that was a firm Nope. No, he does not want to have anything to do with her. He’s not sure he wants to let her into Christopher’s life after her abrupt leave. For Christ’s sake, she didn’t even call to check how their son is doing! What did she expect? A warm welcome? He ranted about this to Buck.

So, the second time she shows up, unannounced, might he add, Buck is conveniently at Diazes’ house. Both of them just came back from 24 hour shift. Chris is at Abuela’s still. So when Shannon comes over she did not expect the half naked guy to open the door to her (technically) husband’s house. He looks like he just came out of the shower and before she can say (yell) anything (like “who the hell are you and what are you doing here undressed like that?”) Eddie comes from down the hall in only a fucking towel.

Eddie: Cariño, who’s there?

Shannon is speechless. She knows enough Spanish to understand this. In all the time that they were together Eddie never called her sweetheart. And by the looks of it she does not need any context here, it’s pretty much obvious what they were doing.

She leaves abruptly without a word, forgetting to ask after Christopher. It is obvious that their marriage is officially over.

Both men quickly guessed to what conclusion she might have came. It was hilarious. And incredibly convenient for Eddie. Buck didn’t mind the assumptions at all.

2) Taylor Kelly

The second time it happened because Buck panicked. Taylor Kelly was at the station. Eddie is not a fan, Buck is not as well. She shamelessly flirts with Buck ignoring the fact that he looks extremely uncomfortable because of her attention. The reporter just does not get a hint. Buck hides in a locker room, that’s where Eddie finds him. He’s freaking out and practically begs Eddie to help him to get rid of Taylor. And Diaz is totally on board with that (not to mention that he might have sought Evan with familiar suggestion).

Eddie just finished working out which helps to reinforce their act. His hair is sticking out like someone ran their fingers through it. And he’s flushed and sweaty, perfect. Buck, though, doesn’t look convincing. So Eddie has some ideas™. They’ve been friends for a few months and they got close quickly. Some might say they ended up real close. They liked to kid around and were shameless and sometimes had no boundaries concerning each other. It felt natural. So Eddie gave Buck some hickeys, both of them giggling the whole time while doing it. Buck gave Eddie some too, you know, to make it look real.

After the dynamic duo’s impromptu departure and then their sudden appearance, firefighters of 118 took a note of how Taylor Kelly was pissed and acted even more bratty than before. She stopped chasing (because that’s what it looked like) Buck and left station with her crew soon after. The team sighed in relief.

No one said anything about hickeys because everyone is used to Buddie’s weird behavior.

3) Abby Clark

The third time, Buck was a bit oblivious when it happened. After Abby came back to LA, and with a fiancé no less, Buck was moody. Not because he missed her (that ship sailed a long time ago), but because he was annoyed and pissed at her behavior. He talked at length with Eddie about his abandonment issues and how Abby contributed to it.

She wanted to talk. Buck did not. Abby kept calling Buck a few times a day but he never picked up.

Then one evening, after a long shift, Eddie and Buck were hanging out at his loft. Evan was a bit distracted at the moment. You see, his bad leg was hurting so Eddie was giving him a massage, it was a normal occurrence. So when Abby fucking Clark called again Buck wasn’t mindful of what kind of sounds he made or what he was saying while answering.

Eddie: Is this ok?

Buck: Of course it is! Fuck, don’t stop, Eddie.

Buck asked what did she want and please, stop calling me, I’m busy.

Abby was mortified. She finally left Evan Buckley alone. Her apologies were too late and not needed anymore.

Though Buck was oblivious at first, Eddie certainly knew what he was doing and how did it sound to Abby. He was a little bit petty, so what? Plus when Buck realized what did they sound like they lost it again. It was like that time with Shannon. When they told the team about it they lost it too, for different reasons though.

4) Ana Flores

The fourth and last time it happened, it turned real.

Eddie was seeing Ana for a few short months, frankly speaking, he didn’t know why he asked her out. She was pretty (not completely his type tho) and nice at first, then she started to act snobbish. They had nothing in common, and she creeped him out after their math date™ or whatever the fuck she tried to turn it into. Ana was pushy about being intimate when he hadn’t felt any sort of attraction to her. He thought maybe it was because she was practically a stranger and they needed time, but she was adamant on getting into his pants and he noped right out of this, because fuck if he was going to let someone to pressure him into doing anything he didn’t want to.

He told Buck about this shit and he suggested to break this thing off and fast, this is not healthy.

So Eddie broke up with Ana the morning the shooting happened after she snooped around on GoFundMe site. Evan was aware of the break up.

So imagine Eddie’s frustration when he was getting discharged and Ms Flores thought it was a brilliant idea to show up and try to convince him to start over.

Eddie got the message from Hen that Ana was coming to his room at the hospital (let’s say Hen was there restocking the ambulance when she noticed her). Buck was trying to help Eddie dress into sweatpants when the door opened and Eddie had a second to come up with their usual plan of making people to fuck off. He put his hand on Buck’s neck and quietly asked him to play along.

Ana determined to make Edmundo see reason and get back together was quite shocked at what she saw. Evan (his best friend, she should have known) was on his knees before Edmundo who definitely wasn’t wearing pants and moving his head quite enthusiastically, while Edmundo looked down with the dark eyes and the hottest expression on his face (she wished he looked at her like that). She should have known this was the reason he was so harshly refusing to get intimate with her. Edmundo was fooling around with Evan this whole time! How many times did they do this behind her back? How dare they?

And yeah, Ms Flores never entertained the thought that she might have been the problem all along and she had some creepy vibes (many of her exes can attest to that).

Embarrassed and angry that another one of her relationships ended in disaster, she stormed away.

The thing is that during their little play Buck actually slipped Eddie’s boxers off, not that Eddie minded. They promptly forgot about Ana or anything else.

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If someone’s interested in writing this, please tag me when you’re done.

[kissedbylove]

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CHARACTER MASTERLIST

Tom Hiddleston.

favorites | fluff

rules | fluff

tear me up | smut

can't sleep | fluff

yes, sir | smut

heart in my hands | fluff

if i didn´t have you | fluff

happy birthday!  | fluff

the kiss that broke the internet | smut, fluff

drunken truth ot what did i do? | smut

cooking | smut

red | smut

dance with me  | fluff

traffic | smut

ouch! | fluff

interview | fluff

late to the party | smut

werid like that | fluff  

slow hands | smut 

take care of her and i’ll take care of you | smut 

insomnia | smut 

fuck it, let the whole world know | smut 

so, you missed me? | smut 

roaming hands | smut (n)

Tom Holland.

one simple rule | smut

overstimulation | smut

no knock knocks | smut

too hot or too cold  | smut

web shooter | smut

spill your guts | fluff

late night dreams | smut

keep it hidden | fluff, agnst

pretty as a polaroid picture | smut

try again | smut

unexpected | fluff, smut

video games | smut

do you also notice? | fluff

something new | smut

we've got chemistry | smut

two-a-days | smut  

little things | fluff

thigh riding | smut

truth or dare | smut

eating you out like a buffet | smut

clit pierced | smut

when two becomes three | smut

can´t look away | smut 

through the phone | smut 

adjoining hotel room | smut 

surprises | smut 

sitting on tom´s face | smut 

running in circles | fluff, smut 

riding | smut 

irreconcilable differences | smut 

treatin’ you right | smut 

the first taste | smut 

overstimulation | smut 

rinse and spin | smut 

girls can be horny too | smut 

unlocked | smut 

strip pong | smut 

you can bet on it | smut 

pour it out | fluff 

i’ll be your good girl | smut 

why it's fun to be a tease | smut 

bad mood | smut 

suck | smut 

teasing | smut 

thirsty tweets | fluff 

dirty shirley | fluff

siren | smut (n)

insta live | fluff (n)

mugshot | fluff (n)

tom taking a break | smut (n)

you bent over him | smut (n)

low cut top | smut (n)

it’s thirst tweets | fluff (n)

risky insta live | smut (n)

so god really is a woman | smut (n)

car crash | agnst (n)

cum for me | smut (n)

overstimulation with tom | smut (n)

addicted | smut (n)

piece of art | smut (n) 

i'm sorry | fluff (n) 

tease | smut, fluff (n)

leaked | fluff (n)

LONDON BOY | fluff, agnst, smut (n)

prosecco courage | smut (n)

hands up | fluff (n)

libido max | smut (n)

play fighting | smut (n)

tom's girlfriend | smut (n)

vibrator | smut (n)

spanish | fluff (n)

quarantine anniversary | fluff (n)

sunset | fluff (n)

so much hate | fluff (n)

good girl | smut (n)

all i need | smut (n)

long days | smut (n)

good morning | smut (n)

friends with benefits | smut (n)

secret party | smut (n)

this is awkward | smut (n)

minor inconvenience | smut (n)

don’t tease me | smut (n)

had to recover | smut (n)

the boys are sleeping | smut (n)

how i look on you | smut (n)

Sebastian Stan.

convince me | smut  

shameless | smut  

I like it | smut  

one night | smut  

shut up and sleep with me | smut  

boss troubles | smut  

pregnancy prank | fluff

asleep | smut    

manners pt,3 | smut    

call out my name | smut        

on the wooden desk | smut    

body electric | smut  

romanian fun | fluff

behind closed doors | smut    

wired autocomplete interview | fluff

another interview | fluff

bored | fluff

that's the icing in the cake | fluff

îți place asta | smut  

round the block | smut  

surprises | smut 

too long | smut 

teacher’s pet | smut 

mob!seb | smut 

4am workout | smut 

listen to my voice | fluff 

kissing | fluff  

piggy back ride | fluff 

panel | fluff 

men's health | smut 

i think he knows | smut 

friendly favour | smut 

'sebastian' instead of 'bucky' | smut 

actress | fluff (n)

thank god it’s ending, and we’re beginning | fluff, agnst (n)

uncertain | smut (n)

set | fluff (n)

emergency | fluff (n)

bedtime stories | fluff (n)

losing you | agnst (n)

stuff bunny | smut (n)

baby fever | fluff, smut (n)

act my age | fluff (n)

soft | smut, fluff (n)

morning sickness | fluff (n)

daddy’s pretty girl | smut (n)

wedding interviews | fluff (n)

silk | smut (n)

reading thirst tweets | fluff (n)

soft mornings | fluff (n)

i’ve always loved you | fluff (n)

Chris Evans.

velvet love | fluff

the perfect man | fluff

the proposal | fluff

the perfect dress | fluff

all about that beard | fluff

sweet dreams | smut

make me a daddy | smut

years in the making | agnst, fluff

rough | smut

daddy | fluff

the best seat | smut

24hr trouble | fluff  

thirst tweets | fluff 

finders keepers | smut 

warm and welcoming | smut 

lost focus | smut 

eat you better | smut 

i wanna hear you | smut (n)

the instagram error | fluff (n)

distraction | smut (n)

who ever said anything about makeup? | fluff (n)

touching yourself | smut | (n)

fuck buddies | smut (n)

the smell after rain | smut (n)

provoked | smut (n)

calmant | smut (n)

Harry Styles.

music video | smut, fluff  

phone call | smut 

new seeds in the melody | smut 

just another day while quarentine | smut (n)

break the bed | smut (n)

truth or drink | fluff (n)

Dacre Montgomery.

rough hands | smut (n)

fanfiction and fun | smut (n)

shirt | fluff (n)

Jake Gyllenhaal.

panic attack | fluff

accident  | fluff

surprise, we´re married  | fluff

home | smut

chef & baker  | smut

bath time | smut

dirty mind | smut

honeymoon | smut

wired autocomplete interview | fluff

dating | fluff

gym time | fluff

morning sex | smut

comfort | agnst  

in front of your bed | smut  

riling | smut   

happy little accident | smut 

the risqué subway | smut

you're doing amazing sweetie | smut 

hair pulling | smut 

dominant | smut 

finals finale | smut 

on my mind | smut (n)

gold chain | smut (n)

motivation | smut (n)

Henry Cavill.

cardio | smut 

partition | smut (n)

first time | smut (n)

hatefuck | smut (n)

back from a run | smut (n)

tv | smut, fluff (n)

thick  fingers | smut (n)

talented tongue | smut (n)

Brie Larson.

star wars geek  | smut 

god is a woman | smut

crazy on you | smut

i fall to pieces | smut  

singing in the shower | smut

jedi realness | smut

needy | smut

Avengers Cast.

sleeping beauty | fluff (n)

feeling okay? | fluff (n)

kissedbylove

[afictionaladventure16]

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

Masterlist

Part 1

Taglist for this series is open!!

October 18th, 2017. 

Julie’s POV

“Okay, to wrap things up for the day, I wanted to ask you something,” Julie’s therapist, Dr. Hudson, placed her notepad on the coffee table in front of her, “I’m working on this project with some colleagues of mine and some other therapists around the country.” 

Julie looked at her confused, “okay? Congratulations?” 

She sighed, “what I am trying to say is that I’d like you to be a part of it.” 

“A part of your project?”

She nods, “the name is in the works, but how it works is that you will be assigned someone to write to and that person will write a letter back.’”

“So, let me guess, I’ll be getting a Pen Pal?” 

“Yes, well, not exactly a pen pal anyway you’ll write letters to this person about your feelings, meaning that we will reduce our scheduled meet up time. I’ll be meeting with you once a month instead of once a week, and these scheduled meetings will be only to see your progress, but I will still be just a phone call away if you feel like you need someone to talk to.” 

“Would I have to talk to you about what I write?” 

She shakes her head, “no, unless you want too, other than that you will just let me know how you feel if it’s making a difference to speak to someone with the same... same mental illness and if it helps that the person is a complete stranger.”

It all sounded tempting, being a part of something that can help others, and maybe even help her. “When do I start?” She grinned from ear to ear and began to explain the process. 

“Just drop the letter off whenever you are done.” 

“Alright,” Julie walked out of the compound, feeling the dreadfulness of the sulking city as the dark grey clouds rolled in. She loved this weather, mostly because it matched how she felt and because it felt like the sky was feeling all the emotions she just didn’t want to deal with at the moment. 

Julie made her way to her apartment, knowing she had to get ready for work but couldn’t help but think about the letter she had to write, she somewhat felt excited about it. She couldn’t wait any longer as she looked at her watch, she had exactly three hours until work, giving her about an hour to get to her apartment and an hour to write her first letter. 

October 25th, 2017

Chris’s POV

Chris sat down on the chair, watching the birds fly by outside, sometimes he wondered why he was still doing these sessions if he always felt the same afterward. 

“I’d like for you to try this new project, some colleagues and I are trying out,” his therapist, Dr. Holt,  said after a couple of moments of silence. She initially wasn’t going to offer it to him but after noticing his behavior from the past sessions, she thinks that Chris would be the perfect candidate for this project.

“A project?”  

“Yes, we’ve decided to try this sort of pen pal type of project, in order to help those who tend to have trouble speaking about there problems to their therapists face to face, maybe they’ll speak to those who have a similar experience by writing it all down in a letter.”

“So, you want me to write letters to a stranger?”

“In order to help them develop a sense of courage to communicate better with their therapist.”

“I would but with my status, I’d risk giving out my address..”

“You wouldn’t,” Chris raises his eyebrows, “you’d give me or my secretary the letter and we’d send the letter for you, your address wouldn’t be needed. Just whenever you are done with the letter, drop it off and all the letters you receive will be mailed from the office.”

Chris sighed, he wasn’t too sure about this project but if it meant helping someone who needed it then he was all for it, “alright.”

She smiled, “great,” she grabbed an envelope from her binder, “this is your first letter.”

“I already have one?”

“It was randomly chosen, the person doesn’t know who you are, they are merely introducing who they within the letter and stating their condition.”

Chris nods, “So, I just drop the letter off when I am done?”

She nods, “exactly and as a result to this, our sessions will be reduced to once a month, in order to see the progress being made I will be asking you questions if you think this is working better for you.”

Chris gives her a simple nod, it made him a bit anxious that he wasn’t going to be getting his treatment as regularly, but he wanted to give this a shot, “and if I need you?”

“Then I’m a phone call away,” she said with a small smile.

 Chris sat down at his desk, watching his dog Dodger play with a  chew toy, he sighed, “what do you think, bubba?” The dog looked at him confused making Chris chuckle, “alright then.” Chris opened the letter and began reading it out loud.

 Dear whomever this may concern,

Wow, couldn’t help but think how dumb I sounded there. Anyway, my name is Julie and my therapist feels that this is the sort of therapy I need.

“So, far we know she’s a girl and her name is Julie,” Chris said, he grunted and put the letter down, “I need to write some things down.” He grabbed a pen and paper and began taking notes. He didn’t know why but he felt that it would be more organized in a way.

Apparently, she thinks I am not giving my all into our therapy sessions, as if I am leaving out important details. Maybe I am. Ugh, this is supposed to be an introduction, right? Alright, well, I am currently twenty-three years old, I live with my roommate Irene here in my home state California, was that too much information? Oh well. I am a waitress and I honestly don’t know what I am doing. I don’t know what I am doing in general. I began therapy for my anxiety and then it ended up being for my depression. Now I’m here. Writing a letter to a stranger because I don’t know how to explain my feelings to the lady sitting in front of me with a pen and paper.

Anyways, I hope, whatever this project is, I hope I helped.

Sincerely, Julie.

P.S. Should we have like a cool sign out? Like, ‘until the next time’ or ‘Thankley Dankley’ or ‘Smell ya later’ Ooo! ‘Later Vader’ That’s a good one. Are you a Star Wars fan? If not, then I’m going to have to ask to be reassigned to a different person… Anyways, think about that sign off thing, I feel that sincerely is too formal.

 “She’s got jokes,” Chris said with a small chuckle, “Thankley Dankley, that’s a first.”

Chris grabbed a new sheet of paper and began writing immediately, feeling some sort of connection towards this girl.

Taglist for this series is open! Please message or comment if you would like to be added in this taglist! 

[rachaelswrites]

Things readers would say on twitter: evans!reader edition: part 1 out of don’t know how many 😭 - 🌿

i’m literally a real life hannah montana, i get the best of both worlds, yet people at school know that i am an actor and my fans know that i have a try to have a normal life

how are people starting to realize sharpay evans is iconic? i’ve always liked her because we have the same last name

being friends with guys is fun and all, until they put a dent in your emotional support water bottle 😪

i walk into class late and my spanish teacher made me conjugate in front the whole class and i surprisingly got everything right, i know my spanish dad 😤

i overcame my fear of ordering something that’s not chicken strips, 10/10 would not recommend 🙃

But imagine how Chris responds to all of these. They either say something like “good job honey” or “are you okay?”

[theartofimagining13]

Hello! I just wanna ask if you gave your permission to translate to Spanish one of your Chris' Valentine's day imagines, I found a translation in Wattpad, the user is c-cherryflavoured and book's name is '𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐒 ▹ Chris Evans/Sebastian Stan', the imagine is the last she posted.

PERO QUE BONITA LA GENTE DECENTE QUE DA CRÉDITO Y NO SE ANDA ROBANDO O PLAGIANDO LAS COSAS NOMÁS!

I didn’t give permission but I see the link to the blog at the end of the translation. It’s enough with that. I appreciate the honesty.

Don’t worry, Nonny!

Thanks! <3

~A.Wölf.

[andsoshespins]

Pop Culture Catch-up

While I was home this week, I gave myself a little arbitrary goal to watch two films each night after doing some work, organizing, and cooking.  I decided to try to catch up on some films often referenced in pop culture or among my peers that I have just never gotten around to viewing myself.  I tried to balance heavy with light, the modern with the more classic.

Here is what I watched this week (and commentary no one asked for): 

Oceans 11 I thought it was fine and can picture myself going to the movies with friends to pass the time and see it, but I would probably never watch it again.  I have little interest in the sequels.

Boondock Saints I felt initiated into the know with this cult classic that actually gave me nightmares about mob-related shoot-outs that night...It was a little too gory and violent for me to fully enjoy.

My Best Friend’s Wedding This is the worst one on this list, in my opinion; I was bored and annoyed by all the flat characters and lack of redemption on anyone’s part.  I don’t know how people love this movie.  This is the only one on the list that I feel like I truly wasted time watching.

Snowpiercer Blatant and sometimes lurid social commentary on politics, power, wealth, and status quo in the form of a train of life representing humanity--and inhumanity--hurtling through a frozen future, my brain enjoyed this; but it was intense for my heart and soul.

Can’t Hardly Wait An easy, 90s teen movie to pass the time, I enjoyed the missed connections, seeing actors who went on to become fairly famous after this youthful flick, and the bangin’ soundtrack whose breakout hit is Blink 182′s “Dammit”--when it was brand new.  Imagine that!

Knives Out I actually really enjoyed this fun but slightly sinister Clue-like mystery movie.  And now I understand all these jokes about Chris Evans in cable-knit sweaters...

Chef Loud and passionate featuring great music and well-known actors, I loved this touching story and the not-so-chaste food porn--the grilled cheese the title character makes for his son had me drooling.  I do not recommend watching on an empty stomach or before bed...I almost needed a literal midnight snack...

The Shape of Water This was not as disturbing as I had always imagined it to be, and it brought up a lot of interesting questions about ethics, belonging, and even to some degree culture.  I am glad I finally watched this one that created so much Oscar buzz a few years ago.  Not that I typically ever see many Oscar-nominated things.  Maybe that could be my new arbitrary movie-watching goal...

You’ve Got Mail Surprisingly, I really enjoyed this movie.  The perfect fossilization of the early Internet era via AOL dial-up, the always-relevant conflict of big business and small shops with the personal touch, the assumptions made and then challenged, the honesty of the World Wide Web--the jury is still out on whether this has diminished with the rise of social media’s highlight reels--and, as someone who still has “Internet friends,” I thought this was a fun watch. There was a bit of manipulation on the part of Joe Fox, but that’s one piece I maybe can reconcile a bit partially because it is actually noted in the movie.  I never think of Tom Hanks as a romantic leading man, but he has done so many of these kinds of movies.

Pan’s Labyrinth Franco’s Spain is rarely short of disturbing, so I should have been anticipating much of the disturbance within this setting.  For most of the movie, I thought it was a great fantasy, and I waited for the redemption and twist of imagination that would save us all...and it never quite arrived.  The ending just felt twisted, almost perverse, and definitely heartbreaking: imagination as escapism as the only ploy.  Perhaps I misinterpreted some of this, but I think I am just sad.  I am glad that I finally watched this (and tested my Spanish-English translation skills while watching with subtitles).

Roman Holiday  I actually truly enjoyed this light-hearted movie and absolutely appreciated it being filmed entirely on location in the Eternal City in the early 1950s.  The stairs that lead up to Joe Bradley’s apartment, the tiny doors, the concrete, well, everything, is precisely what the city still looks like today.  While I have heard about this movie in the past, and recently learned about the Dalton Trumbo blacklisting that prevented him from receiving writing credit until the last decade, I never actually knew what the story was about. It seems silly at first that a princess would be able to escape while in a foreign country, but I was also forcibly reminded of Princess Jasmine from Aladdin (which remains my childhood favorite)--although the Academy would probably balk at my comparison of this highly-nominated film to an animated Disney flick--seeking adventure on her own terms and experiences for her own self.  Hell, I want to dance on the barges near the Sant’Angelo!  The uncertainty of Joe Bradley’s character and whether or not he will exploit his running around town with Princess Ann make this a better romantic comedy than I anticipated.  While Cary Grant is who I always imagine as the smoldering leading man in Hollywood history, I certainly would have swooned over Gregory Peck in 1953.  Plus, it was interesting to note that because of the lack of widespread visual media coverage, the Princess was not instantly recognizable to most people.

The Trial of the Chicago 7 This was the final movie of my week, and it was the best movie I have seen in a long time.  Aaron Sorkin is a genius of a writer (and director in this case), juxtaposing articulate arguments from people on the same side as shown in the scene (possibly my favorite) where Abbie and Hayden argue, each citing how they believe change is made and how protests will be recalled in the future.  While creative license is certainly taken and slant surely skewed in an obvious direction, it remains a piece of good art.  The overlaying of real footage from 1968 with the fictionalized recreations, the piecing together of the events in Chicago through the trial and as evidence and accounts emerge, the comical recounting by Abbie that punctuates the drama of the courtroom, the visuals of the people present within the court, the subtle but powerful call-outs like to the “enemies” who shout at the girl holding the Stars and Stripes while protesting, etc.  In addition, you know the first thing whenever I complete a movie “based on true events” is conduct a little research afterwards and continue my own learning, doing the “Hollywood vs. History” exercise.  And for that alone, I see merit in most historical depictions even if total accuracy is not the main goal.  

One week and a dozen movies later, I feel an arbitrary sense of accomplishment of enjoyment.

[mdwatchestv]

Everything I’m Going to Watch in April: *** SUPER QUARANTINE EDITION***

I mean.... here we all are then.

Usually in these blogs I try to keep the fantasy alive of like “oooh maybe I really am going to watch all of these shows!” But, let’s just cut to the chase - you’re bored, you need to fill the yawning void of time between now and when they let us back outside (June?), you clicked on this for cold hard content recs. I hear you, I see you, I adore you, I’d love to embrace you, but most importantly: I got you. This month, I’m listing everything that could even remotely be in the realm of watchability. I do it for you.

BUT FIRST - Let’s talk about QUIBI. Quibi (“Quick Bites”) has been a looming threat for a long time and its time is finally nigh. Designed for “people on the go” (lol remember them?), it’s tv, movies, and docs released in ten minute or less “bites” on your mobile device. I think it’s supposed to tap into the same part of your brain that wants to watch 100 Tik Toks when you are technically “in bed” but haven’t put your phone down yet. It launches April 6 and you can get a 90-day free trial! Just the length of the rest of our time indoors! And on that date Quibi is ready to absolutely blast you in the face with a shotgun of content and celebrities. Chrissy Teigen is a judge, Chance the Rapper is Ashton Kutcher, Liam Hemsworth is a dying task rabbit. We are flipping murder houses, break dancing, and learning how to become drag queens. Also turns out this is the final resting place of When the Streetlights Go On! Who knew. I can not do individual recs because I am just one girl, and Quibi is a vast, merciless ocean of bites. However you are welcome to  drown in a full list of their offerings here: GOOD LUCK 

Now in case Quibi doesn’t permanently disfigure the television industry and forever alter all of our viewing habits, here’s what’s on “real” TV:

Friday, April 3rd 

Home Before Dark (Apple +) 

A tiny child journalist solves a cold case in a small town! This is based on a true story (?!?!?) Adorable! Gritty!

Harley Quinn Season 2 (DC Universe)

If you want to continue the high of Birds of Prey, I have heard the animated series is actually pretty good. No idea how to get DC Universe tho, you’re on your own there.

Money Heist Part 4 (Netflix)

La Casa De Papal! Never been a better time to learn to speak Spanish AND plan the perfect heist with your hot criminal friends!

Tales From The Loop (Amazon Prime) 

A sci-fi show based on Simon Stålenhag’s paintings (see above). Its Swedish, its futuristic, Rebecca Hall is in it. Feels like more of a vibe than a show tbh, but the painting is cool!

Sunday, April 5th

Kim Kardashian West: The Justice Project (7pm on Oxygen)

I KNOW some of you want to watch this.

Thursday, April 9th

The Good Fight S4 (CBS All Access) 

PSA: This is back for those who partake, and CBS All Access is doing one month free! Sir Patrick said so!

The Circle: France (Netflix)

Okay so I did watch all of The Circle, Netflix’s social media reality show. Am I proud? No. Am I going to watch it in French? Yes.

Sunday, April 12th AKA NATIONAL PWB DAY

Killing Eve Season 3 (9pm on BBC America / AMC) 

Admittedly, I was underwhelmed by season 2 but that’s only because season 1 set the very highest bar imaginable. Our favorite murder girlfriends are back with a NEW lady show runner, so blank slate baby. Speaking of the perfect season 1, it is all on HULU. 

Run (10:30pm on HBO)

After Killing Eve hop right on over to HBO where this show from PWB’s writing partner Vicky Jones premieres! What a day for us! Ex-lovers abandon their lives to RUN away together. Merritt Weaver! Phoebe is actually IN it!  Romance! Intrigue! Also I have official confirmation: Domhnall Gleeson is doing his natural accent for those of us made nervous by the teaser. 

Wednesday, April 15th 

Mrs. America (FX but on Hulu) 

Look, I’m just going to come out and say what we’re all thinking: Rose Byrne is the most underrated actress alive, every performances is a master class, and her American accent is a work of art. Anyway she plays Gloria Steinem in this and she’s going to absolutely crush it. This miniseries about the ERA could not be more on brand for me: fabulous actresses of today, playing feminist heroes of yesterday! Thank you FX, for this gift. And thank you Australia for Rose Byrne (and Cate Blanchett!) 

What We Do in the Shadows Season 2 (10pm FX on FX and then on Hulu) 

Season 1 also on Hulu to catch up! Maybe even I myself, your dearest blogger, will catch up. Anything is possible.

Thursday, April 23rd 

We’re Here (9pm on HBO)

Shangela, Bob the Drag Queen, and Eureka travel the country and empower people by making them into drag queens! Like a hug for your heart (in case you never actually physically hug anyone ever again).

Friday, April 24th 

Defending Jacob (Apple +) 

Chris Evans has to defend his son, Jacob. Look, do you want to stare at Chris Evans or not?

Sunday, April 26th

Penny Dreadful: City of Angels (10pm on Showtime)

A sequel to the OG Penny Dreadful, the new series takes place in 1930s Los Angeles and Natalie Dormer in a leather dress, Natalie Dormer in a leather dress, Natalie Dormer in a leather dress, and um other supernatural chaos too I guess.

Vida Season 4 (9pm on Starz)

One of the shows most recommended to me I haven’t watched. I’ll say to you what my friends say to me: “Martha it’s only 30 minutes!”

Monday, April 27th

Never Have I Ever (Netflix) 

A teen comedy by Mindy Kaling about an Indian-American girl growing up in the valley. There will be awkwardness and growth! I love teens!!!

I Know This Much Is True (9pm on HBO)

2 Mark Ruffalos. 

Okay if you can’t find something here to whittle away the minutes unto freedom then idk how to help you. Please stay inside and watch tv, stay safe, I love you, I’m thinking of you <3

XO MD

[aggresivelyfriendly]

To Be So Lonely

for @papiermachecat

"I can do this by myself."

It had started out as a rebel yell, when her perfect husband decided the life they'd created together had no room in it for new life; that it was a baby or him.

Victoria had chosen unconditional love over all the terms Dustin suddenly had tried to write into their wedding vows.

"I can do this by myself."

It was said as reassurance to her ever-worrying mother who could not imagine having a baby without a husband and all the way away Boston. "Mija, move home, there are jobs in Houston. I can move closer." Her mother hated Houston and would miss San Antonio everyday, but Victoria knew she would make that move. Boston was an entirely different world and, according to her mother, she would rather "Voy al Diablo" than live there through a winter. She'd come to visit when things were better, when She and Dustin were on the same page and that page was gonna make her an abuelita and she still would not suffer the cold. She would come in the summer. "Mi sangre is too skinny, mi amor," she'd said. Her mother was cold at 60. That declaration had come a year ago and her mother was getting her wish. Sort of. Victoria pulled her jacket across her belly and was thankful for the internal heater she carried. Though her blood was a little skinny even after years in Boston too.

Her mom was worried, for new reasons now, but women did this all the time. And she'd heard, "se casate y Dami nietos, o que? voy a ser la unica de mis amigas que no tiene nietos" too often, even before Dustin and often from the beginning seven years they were married. Maria Luisa wanted grandchildren. She wanted him in the best circumstances, from her only daughter and her husband. But she wanted them no matter what. Even if they didn't live in Texas and their dad was picked, by his genetics and the collection center's impressions, out of a book.

"I can do this by myself." It had been a reminder while she was daunted by those choices. This man was 6'2" and played college football. He had green eyes, which she loved, and his grandfather was Spanish, like hers.

But he'd been brusque with someone, his impression was standoffish. One staff member said rude. So, she turned the page. If she was gonna pick, she realized that it wasn't just physical stuff. She wanted an athletic guy, but not a frat boy. Unless he was a frat boy like Chris Evans, who was technically a client, and was a dream to work with. She doubted he'd ever given a sample, but Victoria could hope, he'd been a student once. So, she kept turning the page.

She'd settled for 6'0" with green eyes. A master's candidate who swam. Athletic, on his way to accomplished, but not a World Cup champion with a PhD.

It was too bad dating wasn't this smooth.

Victoria reminded herself she could do this herself, again, with her feet in the stirrups through the light cramping. Not everyone felt it when they had the IUI procedure, lucky her. She almost asked if that indicated she had better orgasms, but didn't. She didn't know the doctor well, the nurses, them she could joke with.

"I'm gonna do this myself!"

She cried it out on her bathroom floor from joy when the test came back positive when she'd just known. It was way before she made like a broken typewriter and missed a period. The coffee in the break room of her law office was always gross, but that day she'd had to leave the room it nauseated her so bad.

She'd ducked out at lunch to CVS.

Her hands had gone numb while she sat on them to contain herself.

The nausea at least made it easy to use the test long before she made her delivered ingredients into a meal.

Code blue! She was gonna be a mom!

"I can do this by myself?" She'd cried in disbelief when the doctor had found two heartbeats and a high protein level. They had told her it didn't always take, so it was common practice to fertilize mutiple eggs.

Twins- by herself.

She almost moved to San Antonio.

"I can do this myself!" She'd cried Into the disturbed surface of the toilet bowl when she'd timed her daily upchuck to avoid meetings with her boss, it would make it worse. Rodney was already abysmal at not eyeing her growing stomach with downturned lips.

Victoria wasn't interested in being a partner anyway, which was a good thing to have already decided. But she'd need to continue working full time after her maternity leave, all 6 weeks of it.

"I can do this by myself!" She screamed at the poor attendant when he asked if the father was meeting her while wheeling her to the delivery room. Poor guy couldn't know what a contraction felt like.

"I can do this by myself," she wept when she got both babies, Maribel and Mateo, strapped into their seats for the first time because they were just gonna let her leave the hospital with these tiny fragile things.

By herself?

Without a book or manual?

"I can do this by myself," she reassured herself when her madre got back on a southbound plane after suffering through 6 weeks of winter, but with a smile on her face and a baby on each hip.

It only took 3 weeks of daycare drop offs, no matter how highly rated the place was, and pumping through her lunch break for her to finally admit it.

Victoria couldn't do this by herself.

Well, she could, but she could use some help. So she had found another catalog, on the internet, full of international students looking for room and board and a job.

And that was how she wound up sharing mother's milk tea and overnight oats with the beautiful boy standing up in her kitchen. He was about 6 ft and had green eyes, may have been a swimmer, but he was fresh from London.

"Hi, I'm Harry."

He'd taken a baby, because she had one in each hand, and helped her get them both settled in lieu of an interview. She'd totally forgotten about his appointment. The others had been so lackluster.

She'd been ready to kiss him when Mateo not only fell asleep on his shoulder but was transferred to his crib with barely a peep.

He was hired when he tasted the fenugreek tea he'd asked for, made a face like an unhappy frog, and said. "I'm gonna go buy you some Guinness. That's good for the milk too, and tastes a whole lot better!" Then he took Maribel, and cooed her down to her sheeted mattress as well.

The door closed behind him,  before Victoria could get her open mouth to close around any word, thanks or please, or what? "Right!" she said to the closed door, and it was suddenly ok, she didn't have to do this by herself.

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Could I request an imagine or head canon or Drabble of Chris Evans proposing to the reader and using Dodger and readers dog to do it since he knows reader loves dogs?

Omg yesss!

Y/F/N: Your father’s name

Ay mijo:  This is a tricky one to translate. It is a phrase that is kinda hard to translate in English, but here is a little explanation for it.  “Mijo” is defined as follows: Conjoined Spanish slang of affection.  Mi + Hijo, “my son.” It can be said to any man or boy, usually by an older person.

Te quieres casar conmigo: Do you want to marry me?

Quieres ser Mrs. Evans: Do you want to be Mrs. Evans?

Te amo: I love you

Chris will be so nervous to ask Y/N to marry him.

He would ask his future father in law how to deliver a well-spoken speech in her native language (Spanish)

”Ay mijo, don’t stress too much. Y/N will say yes.”

Y/F/N would send links to Chris about Spanish lessons for beginners.

His sister will complain about how much money he has and he has not hired a Spanish teacher or buy a simple Rosetta Stone module in order to learn.

”Chris…Jesus!! is not You te hamo. Is Yo te amo. When are you going to learn? You’ve been together with Y/N for almost 3 years and you haven’t learned a thing.”

His brother Scott was the one to come up with the idea of having Dodger help him proposed to you.

Y/N is a dog lover.

The first time she met Dodger, she immediately fell in love with the sweet mixed-breed boxer.

“ Can you be any more perfect? You are beautiful, funny, kind, and on top of that, you love dogs? I think I love you.” 

Chris fell in love with Y/N after 6 months of dating. He even introduced Y/N to his family after that.

His family adores her and every time Chris and Y/N were having an argument, they always took Y/N’s side.

“Are you that stubborn? Come on brother, she’s an angel.”

He wanted to propose to Y/N during Christmas Eve.

His family and hers were spending time together. While they were chatting and laughing, he decided to get his plan started.

“Hey beautiful, I’ll be right back. I’m going to the bathroom.”

He gave her a quick kiss on the lips and sent a quick wink to Scott.

Ones he got Dodger to jump into Y/N’s lap, he asked everyone for their attention.

“Y/N, we had been together for over 3 years. During those years, we had done everything together. You had made me laugh and had been there for me since the beginning. So Y/N, pardon my accent but, te quiere casar conmigo? Quieres ser Mrs.Evans?” 

“SI!!!! Te amo Christopher.”

“Also, is te quieres.”

[royallyprincesslilly]

Introducing Uriah Tyler-Evans

So you guys know my back and forth struggle with choosing a face claim for Uriah. I was reluctant to because I wanted you guys to be able to imagine whatever you choose but it has come to the point where Uriah has taken a life of her own because of “Rumor Has it” AND “Bet You Can’t” and everything I have planned with Chris and Uriah in their universe. {They have their own universe guys, aaaaah I am so geeked}

So here she is. The model’s name is Megan Milan. I am also aware she is in her early twenties but we are not going to incorporate this age into the universe. That is the only aspect that I was hesitant about, but I am tired of looking and her look and aura fit and suits my needs/wants.

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Name: Uriah “Riah” Letecia Tyler-Evans

DOB: August 1st

Astrological Sign: Leo

Languages: Fluent English, Fluent Spanish, Conversational French

Occupation: Fashion Model, Actress, Singer

Marital Status: Married

Spouse: Chris Evans {4 1/2 years}

Family: Parents: Roxanne “Roxxi” & Marcus| Cousin: Zora Andrews 

Educational Background: Masters Degree in Business and Finance

Tattoos: Small Dragonfly on right ring finger with Stars trailing behind that wrap around wrist like a bracelet  |  Quote outlining right shoulder blade  |  The Letter  “C” left pelvis  |  Small stars of the Orion Constellation spread across back  | “Fait Avec Amour” along left ring finger 

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

Masterlist

Previously on The Pen Pal Project...

Warnings: Mentions of divorce, toxic relationships...

Word Count: 1,690

Chapter 5

Letter 5

Chris’s POV

November 5th, 2017

Chris had gotten a call from the receptionist this morning, notifying him that his letter had arrived, he didn’t hesitate to drive right over. But on the drive to the office, Chris had gotten an idea. “Hey,” Chris greeted as he walked up to the receptionist’s desk. She greeted him and handed him the envelope; Chris couldn’t help but notice how it felt a bit thicker than usual. Chris diverted his attention back to the receptionist, “is Dr. Holt in?”

“Yeah, she just finished with a patient actually, would you like me to notify her that you wanted to speak with her?” Chris gave her a nod, the receptionist then dialed Dr. Holts number, passing along a few words as she then hung up. “Go right ahead, Mr. Evans.”

Chris thanked her as he walked into Dr. Holts office, “Good morning, Mr. Evans, is everything alright?”

Chris chuckled, “everything is fine actually.”

“and I’m assuming the project is going as planned so far?” Chris gave her a nod.

“I actually wanted to talk to about the project, though.”

“Oh?”

Chris cleared his throat, “I was thinking, maybe we can get P.O. boxes? That way, she won’t know my actual office and it’ll beat coming here all the time, especially if you guys so happen to be closed.”

Dr. Holt gave Chris a nod in agreement, “that’s a brilliant idea, I’ll have to talk to Dr. Hudson about it and make sure it’s something they’d be fine with, but I’ll get back to you about that.” Dr. Holt smiled, “thanks for that suggestion and I’m happy to hear that everything is working out well.” Dr. Holt couldn’t help but noticed this sort of light in Chris’s eyes, he seemed more excited than usual and that’s saying a lot.

“No problem,” Chris then said his goodbyes as he left the office, not forgetting to say goodbye to the receptionist on the way out.

Once again, Chris sat in his car, contemplating on the opening the letter. But soon his alarm rang, notifying him of the family brunch he had to attend, it looks like the letter was just going to have to wait.

 Chris tried not to speed on the way over to the small diner where his siblings had planned on meeting each other. He quickly parked his car and ran inside, “there he is! I almost thought he was going to ditch us!” Carly said with a smile as Chris sat across from her.

“I wouldn’t miss sibling time for the world,” Chris said with a smile.

“Maybe for those letters,” Carly said with a smirk.

“letters?” Scott asked as he raised his eyebrow.

Chris rolled his eyes, “it’s a project I’m doing to help my therapist. I basically now have a pen pal.”

“That’s a girl!” Carly blurted out.

“A girl??” Shana asked, “what’s her name?”

Chris sighed, “Julie and it’s nothing,” he looked at Carly with a stern look.

“Hmm,” Scott looked at his older brother with a raised eyebrow, “anyway, how was Halloween with the kids?”

“I swear sometimes I hate that holiday, the sugar rush afterward, dear lord!” Carly began to say as Shana nodded her head in agreement. Throughout the brunch they spoke about many things, just catching up. They tried their best to constantly do this whenever all four of them were free. They needed this time together; the siblings were close with each other.

Chris arrived at his home in Boston not too long after the brunch, he sat down on his couch as Dodger was quick to jump onto his lap. Smiling he gave his dog some attention before remembering about the letter that had been in his pocket. Chris quickly took it out of his pocket and opened the unusually thick envelope.

    Dear Chris,

Yes, my random thoughts are normal, and I deserved that, I had no right on roasting you when I had just met you via letters. I’m just happy you have agreed to keep this mystery alive. It’s the only thing fueling my soul at the moment. The burning desire to find out what the heck is your last name is giving me the will to live! Apparently, I’m dramatic?

I have to say that my favorite customer so far must be Mr. William, a sweet old man, comes in every morning about nine and orders the same thing. Never changes. Always sits on the same stool by the counter and never makes a fuss. Now for the worst customer? Where do I even start?? I’ve had a couple of older customers that were male that have hit on me, in some inappropriate ways, but there wasn’t much I could do about it other than ignore it.

Yes, you can call me Jules.  My family tends to call me JuJu. They just always called me that, I guess. Nothing special about the nickname.

You can never go wrong with Etta James, Chris. Never.

You’re funny, Chris. Are you this funny in person? I can’t help but wonder if your personality is different in person than it is in these letters.

You’re an actor? Are you a living in your mom’s basement type of actor? Or are you a living a decent life type of actor?

I appreciate that, Chris, although, that is the sole purpose of these letters. I’m here for you too, though. Little things matter.

Highly doubt we are long lost cousins mostly due to the fact that most of my relatives are from Mexico or California. No family in Boston, from what I can recall but I am assuming that is where you are from? What’s the weather like in Boston? I’m sure it beats this heat here in California. I bet Winter in Boston is gorgeous! Man, am I excited for the winter! Even though, it isn’t much here, it still excites me. I’ll keep that in mind, Chris. We gave them the best lives.

Also, Oliver and Company is one of the best movies ever. Hands down! I am a die-hard Disney fan, for damn sure! I love anything Disney. I become a five-year old when it comes to Disney and I am slightly offended that you already want to be reassigned to someone else. I thought we had something, Chris. How dare you.

Two siblings. Older brothers, Robert and John. Robert is from my dad’s first marriage. I have no relation to him but he’s still my brother. Must be nice to have sisters, though. I’ve always wanted a sister, I got sisters-in-law now that I am older but when I was younger, I could’ve used a sister.

You’re turn for a question. I think I just started the game of 20 questions.

Toodles.

P.S. Yes, very happy. ; )

P.P.S.

My parents divorce. To tell you the truth, I got a small anxiety attack when I saw your question. Talking about my parents’ divorce used to be so easy and less messy but now with everything that has happened recently, it’s messy. I’m not saying that I’m not over their divorce because I am it’s been over ten years now. I am so glad my dad divorced my mother, she was the worst. I hate to say it but she was. Anyways, you sitting down? Got some coffee? Tea? If you’re into that leaf water business. Alright, well, my parents divorced when I was only seven years old but it felt like they weren’t even together before that. Mostly because my mother was always so cold and distant, she never wanted to play with my and my brother John when we were children, even when we begged her would threaten to kill us.

It was to the point that she’d chase us around the house yelling that she was going to kill us, I remember vaguely, one time my father came home to that scene, the anger and hurt in his face, it pained me to see him that way. And I know it pained him to see the mother of his children, the women that begged for children, to see her yelling at her own children that she wanted to kill them. Now that I think about it, I highly believe that my mother suffered from Post-partum depression. But, then, I also think it was guilt for the mistakes she had made in her past.

Anyway, my parents divorced since my mother had cheated on my father, for the third time… that he knew of. To top it off it was with the pastor of a church we went to, close family friend as well. My dad got custody of me and my brother but allowed my mother to see us whenever she wanted, also told her she didn’t have to pay for child support. It upsets me to think about how my dad told her she could see us whenever she wanted and she only came by one or twice a week and when she was there, she never paid us any attention. She was always glued to her damn t.v. watching her telenovelas.

My dad got remarried when I was twelve, the same month of my dads wedding my mom got remarried as well. Suddendly my mother became more attentive towards me and my brother when I turned sixteen, I moved in with my mother because I had issues with my stepmom, which always resulted to us fighting until 3 in the morning and her almost slapping me. It began to cause problems for my dads’ marriage, so I decided to just take myself out of the equation and live at my mom’s. Sometimes I wish I could just go back in time and tell myself not to, but then I don’t know what would’ve happened with my dad if I had just stayed. What would’ve happened to me? Well, I probably know the answer to that.

  Chris couldn’t help but feel sorry for Julie, it must have been tough to have a distant mother as a child. Chris couldn’t help but wonder what drove a mother to want to kill their children, he felt tears welling up in his eyes, he felt this need to protect Julie. Yet, Chris was filled with gratitude for having such a loving mother. He only wished the same for Julie, but he had so many questions to her story, there was only one thing to do.

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Just wanted to say that some of Julie’s life is based on mine so a lot of the OC characters will be like people from my actual life along with the description of Julie’s parent's divorce and childhood is an actual description of my life.

 I just felt like I can connect more towards this story that way and actually help myself with coping by imagining, what someone I look up to, would say about my situation. The main reason why I began writing this series in the first place.