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toastedkiwi · 6 months
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Mr. Yeti
Summary: Chris finds you texting someone.
Pairing: Chris Evans x Sister!Reader, soon to be Travis Kelce x Silence!Reader
This is part two of Silence after TWO WHOLE YEARS.
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Chris came into the living room. You’ve ventured out of his guest room and have planted yourself on the L shaped couch. You’ve got Dodger right next to you with his lion. The tv is on with cartoons playing but you’re not even paying attention. Your eyes are on your iPad as you type away with one finger messaging somebody somewhere. It’s been a week since you’ve been discharged from the hospital.
“Hey, want me to type for you?” Chris asked.
You flinched but eased when you saw it was him. He came around and sat down on the couch beside you. He saw your saw your screen a little clearer. At the top was Mr. Yeti.
“Who’s Mr. Yeti?” Chris asked.
You looked at him holding the ipad against your chest not allowing him to see the message exchange. He looked at you. You’re looking a lot better than you have. The swelling in your face especially has gone down. Your still a bit puffy around your jaw and lips but that’s understandable with your jaw being wired shut.
“Y/n… is it a boy?” he teased.
You tensed up. Chris smiled and put his arm around your shoulders. He pulled you into his side. You looked at him warily.
“It’s okay, ya know,” he said. “As long as there’s no funny business going on.”
You gave him a look that he knows all too well. He smirked.
“I’m your brother, Pooh, not your dad,” Chris said.
You let out a small hum.
“Lemme at least hold your iPad for you while you text this Yeti guy,” he said.
You shake your head no.
“Please. I won’t even read what you’re texting him,” he said. “I’ll just hold it for you because I know it’s not easy on trying to hold it with your broken hand.”
You grabbed him by his chin and moved his head to face the tv. He snorted at your actions. You then guided his hand to hold your iPad. You checked quickly to see his face. His eyes are currently on the tv— he’s going to seek a look at your messages because he is your older brother and wants to make sure things are going smoothly.
You unlocked the iPad and opened up your messages again. You’ve received two new ones from your buddy. You’re quick to type out a clever response. Chris managed to catch you smiling. He hasn’t seen a smile from you in years. He does miss it.
Chris did kiss the top of your head when he noticed you weren’t texting anymore. He looked to see if you’re asleep and you are. Your lips are parted letting your wires be shown. He took the chance and glanced at your screen. A majority of its pretty innocent.
He ended up turning it off for you and placing the iPad off to the side. He then made sure that you’re covered with the very soft blue blanket.
“Sleep tight, Pooh,” Chris whispered.
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apollosdaydreams · 7 months
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Cooties
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Reader age: 8
Chris and Scott in this are college students
Summary: When you got home from school you told your brothers Chris and Scott Evans that you held hands with a boy, maybe that was a mistake.
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You were gleaming with joy. Hopping with every step. As you walked off the bus. While walking up your driveway with a skip and humming some random tune you couldn’t wipe the smile off of your face. You opened the door and put your backpack on the coat hook. You sat down on the floor with a small *thump* and quickly pulled off your shoes and put them in the cubbie. You then quickly stood up and ran into the kitchen where your brother, Chris and Scott, or more commonly known as Cwissy and Scotty to you. They were home for their college spring break. With Chris being in his junior year and Scott being in his freshman year. They were sitting at the kitchen island on some bar stools. You swiftly walked past Chris with the biggest smile on your face. Chris looked up at Scott with pure confusion written on his face, trying to find answers. All Scott could do was shrug his shoulders. Having no clue what made their sister so bubbly after school.
“What’s got you so happy, peanut?” Chris asked you while rubbing his hand over your head.
You quickly glared at him, being upset that he had now messed up your hair. When you walked over to the counter.
“Nothing.” You mumbled while grabbing a piece of bread and putting it in the toaster.
“I’m pretty sure it’s not nothing honey.” Scott has now spoken up.
Before you could say anything you felt your brother's arm quickly wrap around your waist and pulled you on to his lap.
“Cwissy!!” You wacked his arm. “You are annoying.” You said with a pout while crossing your arms over your chest.
“I know, I know, I’m so annoying.” He said sarcastically. “As I’m soooo annoying I’m not letting you go until you tell him what’s gotten you in such a happy mood.” He said.
You quickly shook your head side to side.
“Never!!” You told him.
“I guess I’ll have to bring out the tickle monster!!” Chris said. Scott couldn’t hold back his laughter.
You quickly tried getting away from your brother, the tickle monster. Your giggle filled the room. You were laughing way too much to think.
“I held hands with a boy!!” You giggled out. Chris stopped abruptly.
“You what?” You asked out of shock. Scott now standing on the other side of the counter with pure shock written all over him.
“Nothing.” You quickly said.
“You held hands with a boy?” He asked, almost in tears. That his baby sister was growing up.
Again before you could say anything he quickly brought you over to the sink. Your toast is long forgotten at this point.
“Cooties! Chris yelled. While turning on the water and starting to clean off your hands. Scott quickly walked over and started to help wash the cooties off of you. Everyone was laughing now, Chris and Scott tried to soak in this moment of their baby sister. As soon as she wasn’t going to be a baby anymore, but no matter what, y/n would always be their baby sister, and y/n would always need her two older brothers.
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funfickgirl22 · 1 year
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A request where Henry caville is married to reader Evans, little sister of Chris evans
My housband - Henry
Your brother Chris took you as his plus one to the Oscars. You finished university, so he thought it would be nice for you to go out and have fun after long evenings in front of the books. Your brother didn’t tell you that your crush – Henry Cavill will be there.   
Since you looked at Henry, you knew he would be your future husband. After the Oscars, Henry asked you for a date. He also asked you whether you could keep it between yourself as he feared how Chris would react. You agreed. After a few months of exchanging messages, your relationship got more serious. The problem was your older, overprotective brother Chris, didn’t know how close you and Henry are.   
One weekend, you were moving from your parent’s house to your new apartment. No one was at home, so Henry decided to give you a hand. All day was busy packing and moving; therefore, you were glad you could cuddle your boyfriend afterwards. You didn’t know that your noisy neighbour texted your brother to tell him that there was a strange man in the house. While you and Henry were cuddling, Chris stormed to the house, ready for the fight. The last person he was expecting to see was Henry.  
 After the awkward conversation and you explaining to Chris how happy you are, your brother accepted your new relationship. It took him a while to fully understand that his sister is a grown woman, not a teenager.   
Now, it is your wedding party, and while dancing with your husband, you turn your head to look at Chris. Your brother has a tear in his eyes. He is so happy and proud of his younger sister. At this moment, you realise the life cannot get better than having those two incredible men by your side. 
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ellerosie2332 · 2 years
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hear me out a seabass social media fic with maybe one of the cast members sisters who isn’t really in the game world as big as he is, maybe chris’ little sister is shy and isn’t in the fame world as much as her brother but found something seb one day when she met him on set and they just hit it off from there on out.
fluff, little anxiety because shy! reader all of that good stuff 💕
sending love ❤️
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Sebastian Stan x Shy Evans!Reader
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y/nevans: What are you looking at? 
iamsebastianstan✅: Your brother
chrisevans✅: Look at that face💙
yourbestfriend: You lucky girl 💜💜
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iamsebastianstan✅: te iubesc @y/nevans
chrisevans✅: That better not be inappropriate Sebastian. 
y/nevans: I love you too ❤️
fan1: Aww he’s dating Chris’ sister
fan2: They are so cute. 
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y/nevans: I only said hello🙄
scottevansgram✅: Does this make me your favourite brother
chrisevans✅: @scottevansgram No
y/nevans: @scottevansgram Yes
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chrisevans✅: @y/nevans I stole your boyfriend
y/nevans: whatever 😒
iamsebastianstan✅: I still love you @y/nevans
fan3: I ship them
fan4: I love that Chris teases Y/N like that
Sebastian Stan Taglist:
@ctlywoo
@hehehehannahthings
@princess-baby18
@ccmarvelxx
@evans-stan-thirstthotts
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chrisevansdaughter · 2 years
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Love will never be 5000 miles away.
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Paring: Chris x Little sister! Reader
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Warning: little angst, overwhelmed, emotionally exhausted, sibling relationship fluff
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The prospect of Chris leaving for a bit again is too much for his younger sister, since he is her safety net and has always been.
Relationships were always a strange thing for y/n even if they were though blood but alas Chris was always the brother she found the safety net of comfort in, not to say her other siblings were bad or anything they all understood as a family y/n had the one person she’d always count on and that was Chrissy.
I found out Chris moving out again after he just came back from LA, it hurts because everyone is leaving or already has, Scott is in LA, my sisters have their own lives and here I am crying over the fact Chris is leaving again.
I’m silently crying trying not to be too loud because it’s so late at night, staring up at the ceiling thinking of why everyone leaves me alone. Maybe it’s something to do with me being the little sister to everyone, their all adults I’ve only just turned 17. I’m the baby I don’t mind it but sometimes it hurts.
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I’m sat in my room just resting over a script, Dodger snoozing on the end of the bed like usual. It’s quiet but I feel like I can hear soft crying, it sounds like y/n but why would sweetpea be crying especially at this time. Looking at my clock it read 2:48am it’s a bit late for her to be awake considering she goes to bed early.
Knocking on her door not knowing what’s wrong makes me feel bad and I just want to cuddle her so she feels safe.
“Sweetpea it’s me, why you crying bubba? What’s goin on huh?” I said walking over to the edge of her bed, as soon as I did she grabbed on to me like a koala which confirmed that she definitely was in her head and exhausted.
“I- i don’t want you to leave me alone because I’ll miss you and you- make me feel -safe.” She sobbed whispering as quiet as I’ve ever heard her all I did was tighten my grip on her, peppering kisses on her forehead, rubbing my hands down the small of her back to comfort her.
“Baby, I’m not leaving you alone i would never dream of doing that bubba you know that. I’m just going back for a meeting I’ll be back in 3 days just the weekend then you’ve got me for the foreseeable okay bub.” I made it crystal clear for her that I want leaving her this is the thing y/n she’s always had issues with expressing her emotions to the point she gets emotionally exhausted and just explodes like now so the comfort and safety net i can give is the best thing and the only thing she wants most of the time.
“Oh o-‘Kay i thought-.” She started to reason but I cut her off so she couldn’t go down that road again it didn’t end well last time.
“Bubba I’m gonna stop you right there because you thought wrong and we are now going to go into my room with dodge, cuddle and watch monsters inc, okay.” I said to as I picked her up still in her koala like state walking across the hall.
“I’m ‘ired Chrissy, i just want cuddles” y/n mumbled sleep very much now catching up on her.
“Okay honey we can do that instead, I’m not leaving you okay.. I promise.” I muttered as she drifted off to sleep.
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This is why Chris was secretly my favourite sibling because even though I was being quiet he just knew something was wrong and had to sort it, the safety net even being 23 years younger it never changed.
And it never will.
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So I guess you could say this is a little headcannon on the insight into Chris and his little sister’s relationship that will never change not for as long as they both have each other.
This was written after a little emotional draining meltdown but here we are there is a song that could go with too I’m gonna link it but I think I’m going to sleep now so good night 💖
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tgarrett26 · 10 months
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I have an idea for the plot that he would show up with Scott or Carly at stage door after a show, but a prompt would be if you had certain quotes in mind or something./// I have no idea but that is up to you probably a singing lyric from Hamilton who lives who does who tells your story 😅
Wishing You Were Somehow Here Again
It’s always been common for your family to attend your show, they’ve been to many performances of Phantom Of The Opera where you play a young Christine Daae. The show is a classic in many means which means it’s an Evans family obligation. But since the show is coming to the end of its long, over three-decade run, they’ve made it their mission to go to at least one weekly show.
Today was a Tuesday (luckily not matinee) night performance where it’s Chris’ turn to attend the show. It’s typical for him to be busy, but after missing his turn for the past three weeks due to a filming complication, he was able to come just the day after they wrapped.
After the long show-of many to come-you come to the East stage door while the cooling feeling of toning liquid and moisturizer make your skin tingle in the chilling weather. Family isn’t always allowed backstage right after shows, but the security team has always been good at permitting your family to hide when crowds get too close or demanding.
After you’ve signed autographs and taken so many pictures you have light spots in your vision, you look past the road to see your oldest siblings, Chris and Carly. He’s holding a small bouquet of flowers with a nervous smile on his face while she’s beaming by his side, her arm linked in his.
Without any worries, you flee from the building and run past an alley of New York traffic to pounce your siblings. Chris manages to catch you while Carly laughs to herself and gently holds your arm as it’s around your brother.
“You did so good in there. It was hard to believe it was my baby sister up there until that grin took over at curtain call.” he muffles over your shoulder
You wiggle in his grasp, thrilled with excitement and joy at the fact that your brother is home.
“I told you I was coming tonight, didn’t I?” he asks and laughs
“Yes! You did, but you know after those times it’s no promise.”
“Well, it’s a promise now. I’m not due back until the spring, so you’ve got me for the next couple months.”
You only hug him tighter, truly having trouble believing he’s actually here after so much time away. He reciprocates the action, wordlessly grateful he’s back with his family and away from the cramped trailer he’s had to stay in for the past several weeks and months.
“Ma’s waiting back at the hotel for you. She told me not to tell you, but I figured it’s much less a surprise than my being here.” he reasons as you both pull away
“Nah. But I’m glad you told me. I would have thought she’d sneak into my apartment.”
“That’s Scott and Shanna’s thing-and occasionally mine.”
A smile tugs on you as you adjust the strap of your duffle bag over your shoulder, but your older brother takes it for himself, soon extending his right hand with the now smooshed flowers in it.
“Hold these instead.” he suggests
Your smile only gets bigger, grateful not only that your brother and sister are here, but that they’re as kind and welcoming as any kid would hope for. The three of you begin your walk, trailing down street by street as lights and strangers fill the city for the night.
“They’re limp.” you mention as one flower bends at the stem
“Well, maybe next time take them from me before you trample me on the sidewalk.”
“Where are we going anyway?”
“Dinner. I may not be the mature one of us, but I bet our girl hasn’t eaten a good meal in a while. And before you say you eat just fine-don’t pull that ‘take-out’ line on me again. It didn’t work on dad and it’s not gonna work on me.” he explains
“It was Scott, actually, but okay.”
“Haha.” he fake cackles
You shake your head and look off and away, trying to ignore the fact that while a good amount of New York didn’t know or didn’t care who you are, your brother has to hide under a ball cap. The fact that people have to do this as a precaution, in order to maintain personal space from strangers who don’t obey manners or boundaries, makes me feel unwell.
“I brought cookies from Shanna’s though.” he adds
“For the sake of yourself, you should hope you didn’t eat them.”
“One, but I was tired from the drive. Okay-two but it was because I got up too early for the hotel’s breakfast. She sent like ten though, you can spare a few.”
“Christopher Robin!” I exclaim and smack his left hand
“Well?”
“The only reason she’s not wrestling you after that is because she cried calling you last week when you were gone for Thanksgiving.” our sister mentions
“Carly! How could you?!” I worry somewhat jokingly
“It’s alright, Honey. You just missed him is all, it’s okay.”
I try to brush it off, but our brother seems to detect something and takes my bag from his left shoulder to place it on his right. He puts his left arm around me and continues to guide us down the road, leading us to dinner as the mature one of the group (surprise).
“I’m only letting you keep that there because I’m always wishing you were somehow here again.” I mutter
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wndawtch · 2 years
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Hey lovey, could you do a fic or an imagine of where Sister! Reader is having bad chest pain and has been for the last couple of days but thinks it’s fine but she borderline is having a panic attack because she’s almost passed out and confused what’s going on so Chris insisted that he should take her to the hospital so he takes her and brings all her comfort items and airpods to calm her in the waiting room at the hospital and whilst they do tests.
And just another one could you do chris comforting reader after her first panic attack after finally being diagnosed with anxiety to finally put a reason to the problem type thing.
Loveyyyyy I hope you feel better :) after Eleanor and loosing your blog 💖
𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐥 𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐜𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐬 𝐞𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐬 ⊹˙
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chris knew that you’ve been experiencing signs & symptoms of anxiety for a long time.
he booked you in for appointments, starting with check-ups, situations to solutions to, therapy then, medication.
like every doctor says, the medication will make you feel worse at first then better before it kicks in.
both of you were working from home.
when all of a sudden chris instantly realized that you were experiencing an attack, from overwhelming amounts of work being sent through.
chris instantly handed you something cold, to instantly change your mind from running away.
this instantly worked, chris slowly brought you into a bear hug. reassuring you from what you just experienced.
chris packed away your schoolwork, clean up your desk, closed down your laptop, etc.
he later emailed all of your teachers to let them know that you need a break from today.
chris instantly turn into the mother hen is he, and took gentle care of you!
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𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐛𝐲 𝐰𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐰𝐭𝐜𝐡 ୧ ‧₊˚ 🤍 ⋅
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shiftingwithava · 2 years
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𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐚 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐬 𝐢'𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐝𝐫
dr: chris evans youngest sister
a/n: this was not posted by me, it was posted by chris in this dr. my origin story is based on a dream that i had when i was stuck on my backstory. i didn't script that i made this, but i thought it was one of the sweetest things ever, and wanted to include it on the blog. *picture is not mine, it is from pinterest and the closest one i could find to the one he actually used (it actually included all my older siblings and i) tagging @natashasera
chrisevans tagged: avabug, scottevansgram
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liked by octaviaspencer, scottevansgram, and 2,379,802 others chrisevans I know I’m not the most open person in the world when it comes to my family, but I think it’s important that I tell you about the worst thing I’ve done in my entire life. 
This right here is my little sister Avalea, Ava for short. She was born February 23rd, 2006, when I was 28 years old. To say that I wasn’t shocked to become a big brother again at almost 30 would be a lie, but it didn’t make me love them any less. She was the most beautiful baby I had ever laid eyes on, and I vowed to protect them with my life. 
I didn’t do that. When she was 3, I got the role of Captain America, and the day I started preproduction also marks the day I disappeared from their life completely. 
I completely lost touch with her. Even when I was in front of them, I wasn’t present. I wasn’t the brother they needed, more importantly, I wasn’t the brother she deserved. Even during quarantine when I was just down the road, I never made an effort to see them and rationalized it by telling myself it was to keep her and her immune system that isn’t as strong as mine safe.
A week ago, I had just finished filming Ghosted, and was getting ready to fly to Orlando for a family vacation, and see my little sister for the first time in over 2 years. Then, my flight was cancelled. A little annoying, but nothing that my Ma couldn’t solve. It was decided I would ride down with her, Ava and Scott. 
I felt instant guilt when I saw her again. They’d grown so much, and I’d missed it. She wasn’t the toddler I’d left behind, they were a teenager. A beautiful 16 year old who barely knew me. No longer was she the sweet little 6 month old that I took to L.A. during preproduction for Silver Surfer, and bought her too many designer clothes and she definitely wouldn’t look at Tigger like he was nuts when we went to Disneyland on that trip. 
I knew I’d fucked up big time, but I didn’t know how to fix it. I thought that if I was just myself, everything would be fine, so I did just that. 
What I didn’t realize was in my “being myself” I was sending her into sensory overload, and then a meltdown. 
One of the most important things I missed in my years without her was that they have ADHD and are possibly autistic. Ma mentioned it to me a few times, but it flew over my head that was preoccupied with everything but my baby sister who needed me. We were in the hotel room in Nashville a few nights ago, and I was trying to make her laugh. I had been messing around with Scott, and decided to poke them to coax out a smile. 
It had the opposite effect. They were immediately sent into a meltdown, all because of my absence, ignorance, and attempt to make her happy. Being absent, I’d never seen her meltdowns and shut downs, and I won’t say that it wasn’t a shock when they kicked and pushed Scott away. 
Ma came in a moment later and took over, and all I could do to help was hand her their weighted blanket. I felt useless, but what made me feel
like the worst human in the world was when Ma asked her to say thank you to me for the blanket in an attempt to calm her down and get her breathing in check. She shook her head, and said no. When Ma asked her why they said “because he doesn’t like me. He’s never wanted to spend time with me and he probably hates me so why should I say thank you when it won’t mean anything to him?” 
I knew instantly I’d messed up beyond repair. I’d made them think I hated them. That I didn’t care, that I didn’t want to spend time with them, when that was far from the truth. 
My sweet, sweet, Avabug. I love you more than anything. When I see you, my heart explodes with love for you. You and I used to be best buddies. You were my baby girl. I’m not a dad, I don’t know if I will ever be a dad, but you made me feel like one. I’d never felt such happiness and love before you, and I haven’t experienced it with anyone else but you. I completely failed you sweetheart. I made you feel worthless and unloved. I made you think I hated you, when that was far from the truth.  You are my entire world. You always have been. I wish that you could read my mind because if yoj did, you’d be able to see and hear everything. Even when I was absent, I never stopped loving you. I never stopped rooting for you. I was here, separated from you, but waiting for those messages from Ma, Carly, Shanna, and Scott telling me that you won your dance competition. I was on the other side of the world, trying to compose a happy birthday message to you, but failing because I didn’t have the words. Because I didn’t know you. I am so sorry for what I did, my darling. I’ve had so many chances to fix this and I haven’t, and for that I apologize. Just looking at you, sound asleep next to me, while I type this is making me wish I actually was Steve Rogers so I could go back in time and fix the mess I’ve made. I love you, my sweet Avalea. you’re my bubba, my sweetheart, my baby. I’m going to try and fix this, no matter what that takes. I love you, my sweet baby girl. 💙
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chrisevansdaughterr · 2 years
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GUYS! I NEED HEADCANNONS IM IN THE MOOD TO WRITE!
Send them in <33
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I’m Scared Dad
Summary: you are about to start therapy and your dad is with you every step of the way
Warning: therapy, anxiety, bad childhood, trauma, ice cream, abusive mother.
A/n; I really needed to write this. I have been going through hell recently and this is the comfort fic that I wrote. If anyone wants to talk or has a similar story I’m here.
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You and your dad sat in the car outside the therapist's office. You were about to start your first therapy session and you hated it. You hated the feeling you were having in your stomach, like millions of knots tied together that no matter how hard you would cut wouldn’t break. Your mind was racing with millions of thoughts an hour. You thought about the past couple of years where you lived with your mom and experienced pain and Trauma you never thought in millions of years would happen.
(IGNORE IF YOU DO WANT THE BACKSTORY BUT I NEEDED TO WRITE IT OUT)
Your parents got divorced when you were 7, and you and Chris always had a weird relationship. His being always working and traveling meant full custody went to your mother. Your mom was a high-profile businesswoman who everyone loved and respected. She was upset that Chris left and let the anger out of her. Never enough to leave bruises, but the emotional trauma was enough to leave behind damage. You can’t even be in the same room as her without feeling incredibly anxious. Of course, Chris didn’t know until two days after your 17th birthday, when he got a call from CPS granting him full custody of you.
For the past two months of you living with him, he noticed how bad the emotional trauma was. When he was going to ask a simple question he saw your whole body tense up. You were never seen without headphones, zoning everyone out of your world. When he would ask about how you wanted to go about getting help and starting a path towards a better life, you would flap your hand as a way to get the nerves out and feel tears in the corner of your eyes.
(CONTINUE)
This leads to where you are now, in the parking lot with therapy starting in 10 minutes. You wanted to crawl into a hole and hide away from the world instead of dealing with your problems. You had your headphones in before feeling a tap on your shoulder. You took off your headphones before looking at your dad. “What do you want?” you asked your dad, while subconsciously moving as far away from him as you can in the car.
“I wanna talk about what you are going to say in there. I know you like to hide away from your problems but maybe if we talk about it, it would be easier.” Chris said as he got out a notebook and pen from the side of the car. “Is there anything I can do to convince you that I don’t need this?” You asked. Chris laid his hand out to take, which you did.
“Sweetheart, your body tenses up when I talk to you. You freeze up when you make the smallest mistakes in fear. You zone everyone out of this world. And the moment it gets uncomfortable, you start crying and hide away again. You need help and it’s okay.” He said and he rubbed his thumb over your hand.
“I’m fine, I’m okay with how it is right now.” You said as you felt the tears in your eyes. You tried to move your hand out of his, but he only held it tighter. “Dad please can we go?” You asked as you started shaking your hand with your free one. “Why are you scared?” He asked with a gentle voice.
“I don’t want to talk about it, I don’t please.” You said as the tears started to fall, still avoiding the question as much as you could. Lucky and unlucky for you the session was about to start, which meant you got to avoid your dad but had no choice but to face the therapist. Chris unbuckled his seatbelt as you both got out of the Car. You both approached the building holding on to your dad for dear life.
Walking into the office, you sat down as your dad filled out paperwork for you. You immediately put your AirPods in as soon as you could, but your dad noticed and monitored his hand for you to give it to him. You two sat in silence, his hand still in yours as he continue to run your thumb over your hand. “ Y/n Evans?” You heard young women say. You looked up and soon gave a panicked look to your dad who immediately golfed you in a hug. You let out a small sob as your body trembled slightly. He rubbed your back before looking at you in the eyes as he kissed the crown of your head. “You got this bubs. I’m so proud of you. I’ll be right here for you, okay.” He said as he wiped the tears from your face. You turned to face the woman as you made your way back to her office.
An hour passed before Chris looked up and saw you leave the office. He knew it all wouldn’t be fixed today nor will it be permanently fixed, only ways to manage it. But looking at your bloodshot eyes from crying gave him a glimmer of hope that something good happened today. You saw your dad and ran hope as you hugged him for dear life. Just as before he rubbed you back and let you let out your feelings. He shushed you as you let out the emotions that you have been holding on to for too long.
After a while, your dad whispered for you to sit down as he went to go talk to the counselor about how to help you after this session today. Once he figured out the best approach, he thanked the therapist before taking your hand as you exited the building. “How did it go?” He asked as you approached the car. “It was tough and I hated it.” You said as you got in the car. “The first session always sucks because you have to talk about everything before you start diving deeper into the problems. And it can be draining a lot of the time. But do you know what the best way to get rid of the feeling you have is?” He asked as he turned on the car.
“Continue to go to therapy and be mentally drained after each session because emotions are exhausting.” You asked as you put a single Airpod into your ear. “That,” he said before giving you a goofy smile. “And ice cream which you deserved after today. I’m so proud of you sweetie, I know you didn’t want to do this but I’m happy you did. Do you feel any better?” He asked as he started to back out. “A little,” you said as quietly as you could so he didn’t hear that he was right. Unfortunately, he did hear you as he responded “that’s good, really good. If you wanna talk more I’m always here.”
“I know, thanks, dad.” You said as he smiled at you. Even though the conversation was over, Chris noticed that you didn’t put in your other headphones.
That’s progress.
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alwayschoppedtaco · 2 years
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my planned out fics
1.) james potter x reader ‘final choice’ part three of “choices” will it be happy or sad? you’ll just have to read to find out
2.) bau x hotchner!reader ’meet the team’ part two of “hotches daughter” where you finally properly meet the whole team
3.) batfam x stark!reader ’complicated’  There was sort of an unspoken rule. A rule that stated that Anthony Stark and Bruce Wayne did not get along. They were just to alike. So, when Tony Stark’s oldest daughter starts to date Bruce Wayne’s son, things get a little complicated
4.) chris evans x doctor!reader unnamed Where you are a pediatric doctor and Chris comes to the hospital to surprise the kids
5.) sirius black x sister!reaader, regulus black x sister!reader you promise to take care of regulus after sirius leaves, even if it means doing things you don’t agree with.
a/n: hoping to get these all out within the next couple of weeks, kinda busy this week, but hoping to get these proofread and posted. <3
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toastedkiwi · 10 months
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Anything
Summary: Henry is back with you and William. It’s now bedtime.
Pairing: Henry Cavill x Popstar Evans!Reader
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Henry relaxed back into the bed pulling up the comforter.
“Daddy,” William said making Henry pause.
Henry opened his arms. The tot shuffled over and slammed into his dad’s hairy chest. Henry situated his little guy to be fully on his chest. He kissed the top of his head.
“You comfortable?” Henry asked looking down at him.
William reached out for the Kal plushie a fan had gifted Henry. You grabbed it along with his blanket. You climbed into the bed handing over the stuffed animal. You spread the blanket out before covering him up with it. William smiled at you.
“Look at you looking so cozy with your daddy,” you cooed.
You kissed his cheek.
“Do I get a kiss?” Henry asked.
“Yes,” you smiled.
He puckered his lips. You kissed his cheek before kissing his lips. Henry gave you the same smile as his son’s.
“I want another one,” you said.
“Well, then come back here,” he said. “My lips are waiting.”
“That and another baby,” you said.
“I think we can make that happen soon,” Henry smiled.
“Really?”
“Yes, anything you want,” he said.
“Even the kingstache?”
“You’re pushing it.”
“But you looked so hot with it.”
“You’ve been blinded by love, my darling.”
“By your love,” you said being tucked into his side.
“That was cheesy even for you,” Henry said.
You giggled.
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apollosdaydreams · 3 months
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Update
Hey guys sorry for being inactive for so long, I hope to get back to writing soon! I currently am working on one now, and I wanted to inform everyone that I will no longer be writing for,
MCU characters (I mainly write for Steve Rogers and Bucky Barnes but I will write for anyone)
MCU actors and actresses (I mainly write for Chris Evans and Sebastian Stan but I will write for anyone)
I’m at super sorry that I have decided to do this, I haven’t been able to find any motivation to being able to write for these characters. Maybe one day I will come back to writing for them again!!
On a positive note I want to inform you guys that I will be starting to write for Saltburn characters and actors/ actresses. Though I will be mainly writing for Barry Keoghan (Oliver Quick) and Jacob Elordi (Felix Catton)
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A Challenge For Us All (defending jacob/andy barber x daughter!reader)
Summary: No part of life following Jacob’s accusation has been easy, but when  y/n experiences a heartbreak, Andy and Jacob are by her side. 
Warnings: a breakup, fighting/arguing, mentions of murder
Requested: No, one I’ve pulled from my Google Docs
A/N: y/n obvi = your name, y/n/n = your nickname, y/m/n = your middle name, there used to be an OC’s name in here, forgive me if I miss any
The evening sun was finally beginning to set. The stadium was still alive with the hoots and cheers of Newton fans, proud and giddy over a win at the first football game of the year. It was hot, since it was still August. Y/n tried to do all she could to soak it in. It was her first and last football game until after her brother’s trial - an event that had been looming all summer and was now upon them, just a few days away. It could be her last football game ever. If, God forbid, her brother were to be found guilty, she’d lose cheerleading forever. As heartbreaking as that would be, she didn’t care. She’d give up cheerleading any day if it meant keeping her baby brother safe. At least her coach had fought with the athletic director, principal, and parents of other cheerleaders, to let her stay on the squad this long.
Y/n slung her glittery royal blue cheer backpack over her shoulder and made for the boy’s locker rooms. She waited outside as players began to drift out. They were all damp - some from showers, some still from sweat. Finally, Ty emerged. Ty, her boyfriend, the one person who didn’t look at y/n with suspicion or pity. She waved timidly. 
He walked over to her, unsure of where to start, how to begin. How do you tell the girl you love so much that you can’t be with her anymore? Ty knew his words, no matter how gentle, were going to destroy her.
“Hey,” Y/n said. Right about now was when Ty would normally slip his arm around her waist and lean in for a short kiss. He was alluring and mature like that, which Y/n liked. She couldn’t stand those couples that were all over each other in public, especially at school. When Ty didn’t go in for his usual greeting, worry immediately washed over Y/n’s face, though her smile attempted to mask it.
“Is everything okay?” Y/n asked after a moment of silence.
“No. Uh, y/n, listen…” Spit it out, you jerk, Ty thought. “My parents don’t want us to be together anymore.” The words struck Y/n like she’d just waltzed into an iron pole. Her stomach lurched and her blood seemed to thin. She knew her face was turning bright red as tears gathered in her chest and made their way to her eyes. She pursed her lips, trying to abate the tears for as long as possible. Not here, not now, she told herself. Not in front of all these people, though no one seemed to be paying any attention to them.
“Why would you tell me that, right here, right now?” she choked. Her tears were now brimming, unable to be restrained.
“I’m so sorry, Y/n, I-” Ty began, but she cut him off.
“No,” she commanded. “You’re just doing what you have to do, to protect yourself, right?” Tears began to spill. Her tone told Ty that the words, however true, were like poison coming from her mouth. That was exactly what his parents had said. They assumed everything about Ty’s future would be on the line if he continued to fraternize with the older sister of the accused murderer, though Ty’s parents pointedly left off the word “accused”.
“Y/n I-”
“It’s fine,” she shrugged, putting on a show of manufactured cheeriness, her red eyes and tears the only evidence of the sadness behind her anger. “I get it, really. I’ll leave you alone. Wouldn’t want anyone to get suspicious.”
“Of what?” Ty asks, turning to watch her walk away. She turns but keeps walking backwards.
“Exactly.”
There’s an awkward silence during the car ride home. Emma managed to wipe the last of her tears (for now, anyway) before getting in Andy’s Audi. She knew her eyes were probably red and her nose was stuffed up, but she figured appearing calm would at least let her get safely away from the football stadium, maybe even up to her bedroom to be alone.
If only she were that lucky. Her dad had barely put the car in park before speaking.
“Go change and then come downstairs, please.” She nodded and went inside, her father not far behind her. Her mother noticed right away. She always noticed; you couldn’t hide the tell-tale signs of crying from Laurie Barber. She’d had too much experience dealing with crying, upset children. Y/n said nothing as she walked by so fast Laurie barely had time to decide what to say to her. Laurie looked at Andy as he shut the door behind him. They communicated in only looks, hers saying What the heck is going on? and his saying Don’t question it yet, I’ve got it.
“I told her to go change and come right back down,” Andy said. He gripped the edge of the counter and Laurie set down her mug of tea to busy herself with making her daughter a cup. The tea bag is still steeping when Y/n comes down the stairs, her hair still up but now sans hairbow. She wore a soft, slouchy tee shirt and a pair of running shorts.
“Sit down, honey,” Andy told his daughter, though the girl standing in front of him was nothing like the Y/N Y/M/N Barber he’d known a year ago. Y/n sat on the kitchen bar chair closest to her parents.
“What happened?” he asked. Y/n licked her lips and trained her eyes on the ground. Tears began to well in her eyes again. She wasn’t just angry and upset. She was scared; scared to tell her parents that another person was gone from their lives as a result of Jacob’s accusation. It would rip them apart. They were already so distraught that Jacob couldn’t go to school or play baseball. They didn’t need this on their plates as well.
“Is it something with cheerleading?” Laurie asked. Y/n shook her head.
“A friend? Did someone say or do something?” Andy added. Y/n sat still.
“Y/n, we can’t-”
“Ty broke up with me.” Y/n’s words rushed out, desperate to stop her father from the “we can’t help if we don’t know” speech.
“What? Why? What did he say?” Laurie interrogated.
“He, he said he just didn’t want to be in a relationship anymore.” Y/n shrugged.
“You’re lying,” Andy stated matter-of-factly.
“Andy!”
“No, she’s lying. I’m an attorney, y/n/n. Did you think you could get a lie past me?” Andy sympathetically reaches his hand out and rests it on her cheek, his thumb rubbing back and forth soothingly. Y/n’s whole body becomes racked with sobs, unable to hide her pure anguish any longer. Ty hadn’t just been a boyfriend. He’d been her best friend. She took a risk dating him. She knew if things didn’t end well, she’d lose a boyfriend and her best friend. She had no idea it could ever come crashing down like this.
Andy envelops her, pulling her into his chest. He wanted nothing more than to be able to hold her until the pain stopped, until she could be her old self again. Andy feared she would never be her old self ever again.
“Ty did break up with you, but that wasn’t his reason, was it?” Y/n shook her head.
“Was it because of me?” Andy let go of Y/n so she could turn her head toward the source of the question. Jacob stood on the bottom step. Y/n tried to sit up straighter, look more brave than she felt. She took being the big, brave older sister very seriously.
“It’s not your fault, Jake. You didn’t do anything wrong. People are just…”
“So it was because of me.”
“Jake, don’t-” Y/n began, cut off by the pounding of Jacob’s feet on the stairs, retreating back to his room. She slid off the chair and raced after him. She couldn’t let him blame himself for her failed relationship.
“Jake! Y/n!” Andy called.
“Let them work it out for a few minutes.” Andy took a deep breath and stayed where he was.
Y/n hadn’t caught up with Jacob before he slammed his bedroom door shut. He hadn’t locked it, so she let herself inside and locked the door behind her. She didn’t want her parents right now and she knew Jake didn’t either. Jacob sat on his bed. Jacob never made noise when he cried. Tears just spilled, like they were right then. Y/n sat next to him.
“Jake. Please. This is not your fault.” Y/n pleaded.
“Yes, it is. If I had just-”
“Just what?” Y/n asked. “Not tried to see if your classmate was okay? Not gotten into arguments with him when he was a jerk to you? You had no idea any of this would- could, even happen. So stop blaming yourself.” The siblings looked in one another’s eyes.
“It’s gonna be okay, Jake.”
“How can you be sure?”
“I can’t. All I can promise is that I’m by your side no matter what.” Y/n took her brother's hand and interlaced their fingers. It had been a long time since they’d been so affectionate with one another. As little kids they were always hugging and kissing, but that had worn off years ago. With nothing much else left to say, they sat in silence for a few minutes. Their breaths evened out, their shudders and sniffles quieting. A few more minutes passed. Y/n stood and unlocked the door, waving for Jacob to follow her. She hadn’t eaten dinner, after all, and now that her grief was somewhat subdued, hunger was setting in. Andy and Laurie were both surprised and relieved when their children came down the stairs, seemingly happy. It seemed it would be the last time they would see them like that for days.
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ellerosie2332 · 2 years
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hi ! can i request something for chris evans x stan!reader (seb's sister) and romantic between r and chris, maybe r has been having a rough time lately, feeling anxious in general and just sad and overwhelmed and both chris and seb are worried about her and plan to do something to cheer her up, maybe a movie night with her comfort movies and r is just so grateful for having them both and she cries and there's hugs and just fluffy hurt/comfort 🤍 thank you so much in advance! have a great day/night wherever you are!
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Chris Evans x Stan!Reader
(A/N: The song is Control by Zoe Wees. Song lyrics in pink. I absolutely loved this request. I got a bit carried away with it but I stuck to your main idea. I hope you enjoy it.)
Word Count: 2.3k
Warnings: Anxiety attack, Talks of misogyny in the music industry, Angst, Fluff, Romanian thanks to Google Translate.
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You, your brother and your boyfriend were all in Boston. With the three of you acting for a living, you weren’t often in the same place at the same time. Sebastian is your twin brother, you have been inseparable since birth. Your mother adored the bond the two of you shared. It was especially helpful when the three of you escaped communist Romania when you were eight. 
You moved to Vienna for four years before eventually moving to New York. This caused a lot of anxiety between the pair of you but it was like you were each other’s therapy. There were no secrets between the two of you and you could read each other like a book. Your stepfather was the headmaster at your’s and Sebastian’s school and soon enough the anxiety calmed down.
As you got older, you both expressed an interest in the arts, specifically acting. Your mother also taught you the piano from a young age and one day you hoped to release a few songs. Both of your careers were going great, granted you weren’t world famous but you both were happy with your jobs and made a decent living. Your mother was more than proud of the both of you and would go to see everything either of you were in, even if you were just an extra. 
For about nine years, there were roles here or there with Sebastian being in Gossip Girl and The Covenant; and you being in Mean Girls, eventually you were both cast in two major films.
Sebastian was cast as Bucky Barnes, in Captain America: The First Avenger. Originally, he auditioned for Steve Rogers, but was just as excited to get Bucky. At a similar time you auditioned for a role in the movie Thor. You too got cast and ended up with the role of Freyja, Thor and Loki’s sister and Goddess of War. 
The two films caused the pair of you to be apart for long periods of time. This was hard for the both of you. With the distance and keeping secrets from each other due to your contracts, you found yourselves arguing more often. That was until your mother got involved and with a sharp, trageți vă și fiți liniștiți. Mă doare capul.’ From your mother, soon caused the two of you to stop. (pull yourselves together, you are giving me a headache.)
When the movies came out, you both went to each other’s movies, you finally got to meet Chris Evans, who your brother had been going on about and a few other cast members. The same for when Thor came out, you especially introduced him to Chris Hemsworth and Tom Hiddleston. You also told Sebastian you would replace him with Tom, which promptly caused your mother to hit that back of your head. 
When you were contacted for The Avengers and Sebastian wasn’t, you could see how that affected him. Bucky had been killed off and even though Seb knew he would be filming again, he didn't know when.
When filming, you got closer to Chris Evans, you would be lying if you said you didn’t have a crush on him but he was dating Minka Kelly at the time so you never pursued anything. 
That and the last time you went out with one of Seb’s friends, it didn’t end very well. You dated his co-star Chace Crawford, and initially, Seb was excited for the pair of you. Everything was going great but fast, eventually after a nasty argument, the two of you called it quits. Despite you telling Sebastian that your break up didn't have to affect their friendship, for a few years the two of them barely spoke, Sebastian having an alliance with you. 
You knew that Seb would never want you and Chris to date so for a few years up until Avengers:Infinity War, nothing happened. You both casually dated and were really good friends, but everything remained platonic. That all came to a halt though when for a scene, Freyja had to kiss Steve Rogers. Both of you were professionals and to start with, neither of you were nervous. It wasn’t your first on screen kiss and it probably wouldn’t be your last. 
The two of you performed the scene and when it got to the kiss, neither of you could pull away. Cut had been yelled multiple times and both you and Chris hadn’t heard it. Eventually, when you both pulled away, laughter could be heard on set. Relationships were allowed on set between actors as long as they went through HR. 
The only person who wasn’t overly pleased was Sebastian, however, it didn't take him long to support you both when he saw how happy you made each other. 
During the pandemic a few years later, you and Chris had already moved in together. You both lived in Boston which was Chris’s hometown and only an hour flight away from your Mom and Sebastian. Whilst in lockdown, you and Chris ended up engaged. You both decided to wait until the pandemic was over to start planning the wedding. Especially after reading the horror stories online about how people had to keep canceling their weddings.
Everything was going perfectly for all you until it wasn’t
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Everyone was coming out of lockdown and everything was starting to open up again. During the pandemic, you had facetimed with Sebastian everyday. Even though separation became easier as you grew older, there were still times when you needed your twin brother.
You went from being used to being inside with Chris and Dodger, to back to the real world. If anything, you forgot how persistent the paparazzi could be. You could feel the childhood anxiety rise up again. The feeling like you were always on the edge of a panic attack and that your legs would disappear from underneath you. 
You decided that you wanted to focus more on music then acting for a while and you had been writing down a few ideas that you had. Sebastian was staying with you and Chris for a while. Pam and Tommy had just been released and so had Fresh. Seb had just finished Fresh and you asked him to stay when Chris went to go film Ghosted.
It had been a long time since you had spent some time with your twin and Seb came to Boston about two weeks before Chris left as the two of them hadn’t seen each other in so long. 
“So what movie we watching?” Chris asked as he sat down next to me, throwing his arm behind me and Seb sat a little further away, the other side of me. The three of you decided on Ghostbusters. Halfway through the movie, you got a phone call from your manager, quietly excusing yourself you took the phone call.
“Hey Laura, what's up?” You answered.
“Hey Y/N, listen I talked to the producers and they don’t like a few of the records.”
“What?” You felt your heart drop.
“I think they are great but the producers think they are missing something. I know you and I know you will come up with something great. We can put these songs on the deluxe album.”
“Yeah. I guess I can write something else. Leave with me thanks Laura.”
“Bye Y/N.”
You hung up the phone and felt a sob rise in your throat. Trying to stay quiet as you felt a panic attack coming on you moved even further through the house. You ended up in your and Chris’ bedroom. You kept replaying the conversation in your head. All you could hear was that the producers didn’t like it.
Little did you know, as you were spiraling, Chris and Seb were wondering where you were. They couldn’t hear you talking on the phone so they got up to look for you. They looked everywhere until they heard you whimpering in your bedroom.
Chris went straight in, Seb lingering slightly at the door until he saw your shaking figure on the bed. Both men rushed up to you and engulfed you in a hug. It broke both their hearts to see you in that state. 
“What happened Love?” Chris asked gently but you could barely breathe, let alone try to respond.
“Let me try.” Seb whispered over your head. “inspirați și expirați pentru mine Y/N. În și în afara.”Sebastian murmed to you in Romanian. (Breathe in and out for me Y/N, In and out.)
This helped you calm down quite a bit, hearing your twin brother speak to you in your first language. Chris was looking at the two of you in confusion. He knew a little Romanian but not alot.
Eventually you felt calm enough to talk. “The producers didn’t like my music. They think it is missing something.” You managed to tell them.
“Oh, Y/N/N.” Chris sighed. He felt your pain at that moment. He had seen how hard you had worked to write those songs and how nervous you were to go out in public just to get to the studio to record. He also saw how you were treated differently because you were a woman. Having anxiety himself, he knows how much criticism can knock someone’s confidence.
Seb on the other hand looked fuming. All throughout your careers, he had seen you be paid less, not listened to creatively and been undermined publicly, compared to him. He could feel physical pain watching you yet again be treated unfairly. He had heard your songs and he knew they were great, he just didn’t know why the label couldn’t agree.
“So you know what we’re gonna do?” Seb asked you. You shook your head. “We’re gonna finish Ghostbusters, then you are gonna write an incredible song and prove to them that you can write a great record. Keep a hold of your songs they didn’t like and once your contract runs out with them, me and Chris are gonna help you set up your own label. You decide what gets released.” Seb told you. You latched onto your brother and fiancé feeling really lucky in that moment.
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*Four Months Later*
You walked out onto the stage as Jimmy Fallon called out your name.
“Y/N, it’s great to see you! Thanks for coming.” Jimmy greeted you.
“Thank you for having me Jimmy.”
“So, Y/N, you have had a jam packed lockdown. Getting engaged and writing an album!” You heard the audience cheer when Jimmy mentioned your engagement.
“Yeah, it’s definitely been busy.”
“So, you were quarantined with your fiancé Chris Evans and you announced your engagement. How's the wedding planning?”
“It’s going alright. We have more stuff planned now then during lockdown as we wanted to make sure that nothing would be canceled.”
“That’s a good idea, well congratulations.” Jimmy cheered. “So you have a new song out called ‘Control’, what's the story behind that?”
“Well, I have struggled with anxiety since I was a kid. Back then it wasn’t really noticed and with the help of my brother it was under control, however, during the lockdown it started to get worse again.” You took a deep breath. “When restrictions were lifted and Seb had a break for a month or two, Chris was going away filming so I invited him to Massachusetts. Just before Chris left, I had a big anxiety attack. The way both Sebastian and Chris supported me, inspired me to write ‘Control.’” You explained. 
“That’s amazing that they inspired you.” Jimmy praised. He then cut it to a break and you got ready to perform. WHen they came back, Jimmy introduced you again.
“So now performing her new song ‘Control’, It’s Y/N Stan.” You took a breath before starting to play the piano.
Early in the morning I still get a little bit nervous
Fightin' my anxiety constantly, I try to control it
Even when I know it's been forever I can still feel the spin
Hurts when I remember and I never wanna feel it again
Don't know if you get it 'cause I can't express how thankful I am
That you were always with me when it hurts, I know that you'd understand
I don't wanna lose control
Nothing I can do anymore
Tryin' every day when I hold my breath
Spinnin' out in space pressing on my chest
I don't wanna lose control
Sometimes I still think it's coming but I know it's not
Tryin' to breathe in and then out but the air gets caught
'Cause even though I'm older now and I know how to shake off the past
I wouldn't have made it if I didn't have you holding my hand
I don't wanna lose control
Nothing I can do anymore
Tryin' every day when I hold my breath
Spinnin' out in space pressing on my chest
I don't wanna lose control
I need you to know, I would never be this strong without you
You've seen how I've grown, you took all my doubts, 'cause you were home
I don't wanna lose control
There's nothing I can do anymore
I don't wanna lose control, oh-oh-oh-oh
Nothing I can do anymore (anymore), anymore
Tryin' every day when I hold my breath
Spinnin' out in space pressing on my chest
I don't wanna lose control
When you finished you took a deep breath as the live audience applauded you. When Jimmy ended the show, Chris and Sebastian came from the front row and made their way over.
“I’m so proud of you.” Sebastian praised. You couldn’t help the smile that took over. “Mulțumesc Sebastian.”
Seb walked away, leaving you with Chris. “That was amazing Sweetheart.” 
“Thank you Baby.” Chris leant down to kiss you and you felt the fireworks you felt the first time he kissed you. 
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Chris Evans Taglist:
@mtb-chaoticmess
@oliviabelova
@ctlywoo
@hehehehannahthings
@bval-1
@tenaciousperfectionunknown
@cevansgurl
@princess-baby18
@ccmarvelxx
@slutforchrisjamalevans
@mechixx
@booklover2622
@1-800-captain-insano
Sebastian Stan Taglist:
@ctlywoo
@hehehehannahthings
@princess-baby18
@ccmarvelxx
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chrisevansdaughter · 4 months
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Hi loves thank you all for the recent love on the new fic!
Here’s a poll for the next one
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