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tickles-in-ficland · 1 year

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I’m on a Chris Evans kick lately 😂 Enjoy this short fic!

Undeserving

Summary: Feeling unworthy of being with someone just named “The Sexiest Man Alive” Chris shows Y/N just how deserving they are. Ler!ChrisEvans x Ticklish! GN!reader

Word count: 1,241

You were so proud. Truly you were. You were beaming with pride. Your boyfriend, your love, your best friend in the world had just been named “Sexiest Man Alive 2022” You always knew he was sexy, as did everyone else but now it was official. Even with all the excitement surrounding him, a tug of guilt and self deprecation was eating away at you.

What did you to deserve this man? You were decent looking you supposed, and Chris often told you how beautiful he thought you were but it wasn’t why he fell in love with you. Even still you didn’t feel like you deserved him. You two were introduced through his brother. Your niece went to school with his and you had hit it off instantly. Not only was he an amazing person who made laugh, and made you feel more loved than you ever had, he could literally have any super model he wanted, what made you special?

The internet didn’t help either. Normally internet trolls didn’t bother you, but people could be really mean out of jealously. An average girl with an A lister like Chris Evans? Who even is she?

You bit your lip as you scrolled through your instagram comments, a tear threatening to fall from your beautiful Y/E/C eyes.

Y/N is so average looking. Chris deserves someone who’s as good looking as he is.

Why is he with Y/N? A 2/10 at best. Someone that sexy should be with a 10/10

Y/N’s not even that cute. He would be happier with someone of his status. Y/N is probably only with him because he’s famous.

“Hey sweetheart.” you heard Chris’ smooth deep voice call from the doorway to the bedroom.

Not wanting him to see me that you were about to cry you quickly wiped the tear that threatened to fall. “Hey baby.” you said plastering on your best forced smile.

Seeing right through the facade, Chris’ brow furrowed as he sat next to you on the bed.

“Hey. “ Chris whispered quietly, tipping your chin to look at him, your eyes now brimming with tears. “Baby what’s wrong?”

You sniffled. “N-nothing. I’m fine.”

Chris shook his head. “No you’re not fine. Talk to me. What’s going on?”

You sighed, turning your phone so he could see what you were looking at. Letting out a deep sigh, Chris tossed the phone to the side and took your hands in his.

“Baby, you can’t let those trolls get to you. They are miserable people who like tearing others down.”

“Bu-but they’re right. I don’t deserve you. You’re this big movie star, the sexiest man alive according to literally everyone and rightfully so, and I’m just a nobody from a small town in Massachusetts. You deserve someone in the same league.”

You tried standing up but Chris gently guided you to sit back down.

“Firstly, it’s just a title. It means nothing at the end of the day. Secondly, You are not a nobody. You are the best person I’ve ever known. I never wanted to be with someone who was equally as known as me. I always wanted someone down to earth who could be my safe space from all that. You are that safe space baby.” he said stroking your cheek adoringly.

“And as far as your looks go, I think you are absolutely stunning and I find it hard to take my eyes off of you. But it’s not why I’m with you. You’re kind, compassionate, caring. You make me laugh with your goofy antics and your cheekiness. I couldn’t be more in love with you if I tried.”

Now wracked with sobs, you fell into his arms as Chris stroked your head gently, as your body shook with your cries. After a moment you sat up, sniffling and looked at your boyfriend who was staring so adoringly at you.

“I thought I didn’t deserve you.” you whispered wiping your tears.

“We deserve each other.” he said planting a gentle kiss on your forehead before lifting your chin slightly to meet his lips to yours. You melted into the kiss, pulling him close and tight wanting to savor every moment.

“Mmm.” Chris smirked pulling away from the kiss. “Now that’s more like it.”

You giggled slightly as you leaned back on the bed.

“There it is.” Chris smiled warmly. “There’s my favorite smile. Let me see it again.”

Your eyes sparkled with playfulness as you sat up and shook your head. You knew where this was going and you secretly hoped for it.

“No?!” Chris asked. “Guess I’ll just have to take care of that.”

With a gentle shove, you fell backwards on to the mattress. You turned your body slightly to try to scramble away but with a swift tug at your ankle, you were right back where you started.

“Chrihihis! Nohoho!”

“But I want to see my beautiful love’s even more beautiful smile.” He chuckled, his own beautiful smile taking up his whole face.

“Come oooon. Where is it?” he asked poking up and down your sides.

You shut your eyes tightly trying to push away the tickly sensation running through your body but nothing was working.

“Bahahbe! Plehehease!” Sporadic bubbly giggles spilled over as Chris began digging more forcefully into your sides and over your tummy. You batted at his hands weakly, a smile tugged at your lips as you attempted to suppress your laughter.

His eyes narrowed at you playfully. “Come on Y/N. Tell me where your smile is or this is going to get worse for you. I see it peeking out but I want the full smile. I know you can do it.”

“Nehehever!” you scoffed with a laugh.

“Oho! Nehever? Challenge accepted.” he declared.

Before you could say another word, his thumbs began to drill into your death spot. The crevice between your hips and your thighs. A scream of a belly laughter rang throughout the room.

“Hey!” Chris cheered as he continued his tickle attack. “There it is!”

“NAHAHAHA NOHOHOT THEHEHERE!” you laughed in ticklish agony. This spot was the absolute worst and Chris knew it.

“GOHOHO SOHOHOMEWHERE EHEHEHLSE!”

“But I finally found your beautiful smile baby. I’m not letting it get away again.”

“FIHIHINE! IHI AHAM SMIHIHILIHING!” you said plastering the biggest, cheesy smile you could muster.

Leaning down and blowing possibly the biggest raspberry possible in the crook of your neck, your laughter turned silent and it was then Chris knew you had enough.

He sat up with a smile watching you take deep, hungry breaths, your bright bubbly laughter still lingering as the ticklish sensation had not worn off.

“I don’t want you to ever feel like you’re undeserving of my love. Understood?” he asked helping you sit up.

A now real and genuine smile graced your face. “Yes Captain.” you said saluting him as a tease to his role as Captain America.

With a playful growl, he once again tackled you to the bed. With a surprised yelp, you giggled as you pulled him down to capture his lips with yours.

Breaking from the kiss for a moment he held your cheek in his palm. “I love you Y/N. With all my heart and more.”

“I love you too Christopher. Always and forever.”

“Always and forever.”

His lips once again crashing on top of yours, he showed you all the ways he loved you and never again did you believe yourself to be undeserving.

#mcu tickle #avengers tickle #marvel tickle #ticklish reader #tickle fluff #avengers tickle fic #lee!reader #chris evans tickle #ler!chrisevans #tickle fic #chris evans

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spacecadet-ticklesinspace · 1 year

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Sebastian Stan x reader? They are teasing him all day and he gets them back with tickles?

Sebastian Stan and Reader

Summary: Platonic tickle fic with big brother figure Sebastian and little sibling Y/N ❤️

"Aww, look at your little ponytail." You gently tugged on Sebastian's hair. "It's so tiny."

Sebastian pulled his head away. "Quit it Y/N."

"But it's so springy. Look?" You tugged on your costar's hair again. "Boing! Boing! Boing!"

Sebastian chuckled as he gently pushed you back. "What's gotten ihinto yohou today? Yohouve beheen pulling my hair ahall day."

"Ihi just lohove playing with yohour hair."

"When normal people play with hair, they usually ruhun thehir fingers through it." The older man gently pulled your hand into his. "Nohot bounce someone's ponytahail."

"Buhut it's soho much fuhun."

"Oh really?" Sebastian shook your hand. "Ihits just funny Y/N?"

You giggled at the shake. "Yeheah!"

"Aww. You know what else ihis fun?"

"Whahat?"

The older man smirked before he tugged you forward. He quickly pulled you into his lap before wrapping you in a hug.

"Sebastian! What ahare you doing?"

"You never answered my question Y/N."

"What question?"

"Do you knohow whahat else is fuhun Y/N?"

You squirmed in Sebastian's hold. You knew where this was going.

"Ahanswer the question Y/N," the older man sing-songed.

"Uhum---uhuh . . ."

"Cohome oooon."

"Hold ohon! Uhum . . . T-tick---."

As you struggled to get out the word, Sebastian's fingers brushed against your side. "Come on, you can do it."

Of all the days you could have chosen to wear a crop top to set, you were glad you had chosen today. Your most ticklish spot now had no protection from those skittering fingers . . . Not that you really minded all that much.

"Y/N." A finger poked your side. "It's impolite to ignore people whoho ahare talkihing to yohou."

"Eek! Hey!"

"Now answer my question. What's more fun than playing with people's hair?"

The blush on your cheeks darkened as you whispered, "Tickles."

"What was that?" Sebastian leaned closer. "I cahant hear youuu."

"T-t-tickling!"

The older man dug into your sides. "Ding! Ding! Ding! We have a winner."

As those fingers destroyed your sides, you dissolved into laughter and squirms.

Sebastian chuckled. "Sehee how much fun this ihis? Much more fuhun thahan hair pulling."

"Thahat tihickles!"

"Ihi know." Sebastian spidered his hand on to your tummy. "But that's what happens when you leheave your most ticklish spohot exposed."

Your face burned even brighter. He knew how ticklish your stomach was. And that smirk made you blush even more as you readjusted so you could sit across his lap to expose your tummy even more.

Most people would think it odd to be so close to your co-star, especially someone older. But you looked up to Sebastian kind of like an older brother. He teased you, ruffled your hair, and treated you like a little sibling.

Like now when he booped your nose. "You know, if you wanted tickles, you could just ask. I'm always happy to do it Y/N."

"I dohon't knohow---."

Sebastian held a finger up. "Shhhh, just admit it and accept it. You've been teasing me all day and you chose to wear a crop top."

"It's a styhyle chohoice!"

"A style choice you barely wear on set."

You opened your mouth to retort, but every one you could think of wouldn't convince him differently.

"Sehee?" Sebastian's fingers started spidering across your stomach again. "You're juhust mad Ihi fihigured it out."

You squeaked before dissolving into bubbly laughter and kicks.

"Awww, who gave you permission toho behe this cute? It's unfair toho thehe rest of uhus who actually have to tryhy."

"Sh-shuhush!"

"And why should I hm? Gihive mehe one good reason why I shouldn't tell you how cute you ahare."

"Becauhause . . . Behecahause . . ."

Your costar grinned as his tickling sped up. "Just take your tickles like the kiddo you are Y/N."

You were certain your face would explode before you were both done. "Yohou jeherk!"

"For what? Pointing out the obvious? Telling the truth? Tickling you into oblivion? Being the best older brother around?"

"Yohou're aha jeherk!"

"Ahand you're just too ticklihish. Just a ticklish little baby. Yes you are. Yes you a---."

"Sebastian, Y/N."

Both of you froze and looked toward the dressing room door.

Chris smiled as he stepped into the room. "Two minutes until the next scene."

Sebastian wrapped you in a hug so you wouldn't jump out of his lap. "Thanks Chris. We'll be there soon."

"Sure thing. Oh, and Sebastian?"

"Yeah?"

Chris tapped the collar of his own shirt where his microphone usually was. "Might want to try turning off your microphone in between scenes."

Your eyes widened as Sebastian pulled out his microphone pack. Sure enough, the little light that indicated it was on burned almost as bright as your face.

"Don't worry. Everyone thought you two were adorable." Chris poked your exposed side. "And you better start speaking up about wanting tickles instead of picking on old Sebastian over here."

You squeaked.

Sebastian laughed. "Ihi'm nohot that ohold!"

"Sure thing." Chris ruffled your hair. "And if you're up for it later Y/N, I want a turn."

Your blush immediately reappeared as you hid in your hands. No one had ever asked for a turn to tickle you and you didn't know how to respond.

"Yohou think about it Y/N, I don't wahant to overstep if you're overwhehelmed. See you guys in two."

You're heart melted a little as you heard footsteps head away and out the door. You had a pretty good crew family.

"Alright Y/N." Sebastian stood with you in his arms. "Time to go."

"Ack!" Everything around you turned upside down as you were tossed over your costar's shoulder. "Sebahastian! But mehe down!"

The older man headed toward the door. "Hey kid, what do you think about the nickname Zeb?"

"Whahat?"

"Sebastian makes me feel like I'm being scolded. Whahat if you call mehe Zeb instehead?"

You positively beamed at the suggestion. "Really? A nickname for you?"

"Yehes. Now what do yohou think?"

You gave him two thumbs up that he couldn't see. "Ihi love ihit!"

Sebastian grinned and set you back upright. "Me tohoo kid. Now come on, before wehere late."

You two two raced down the hall to make it on time, but it was worth it.

Now to decide if you would take Chris up on his offer.

#lee reader #ler sebastian stan #brief mention of chris evans #ticklefic

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most-hated-blorbo-bracket · 8 months

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any chance of an updated list?

Of course!!

Also, this is the NEW and FUCKING IMPROVED LIST, I alphabetized it so it’s even better than before >:3

Currently, we have 340 unique characters (if I counted right) and 487 total submissions. The top three most submitted fandoms are Homestuck, Danganronpa, and One Piece, excluding submissions that were spelt wrong or spelt differently. The top three submitted characters are Haiji Towa, Vriska Serket, and Stella Goeta (stella has so many submissions it’s funny)!

Finally, this is the raw, unedited list of characters submitted so far. Just because they are here doesn’t mean they’ll be in the tournament; it just means they’ve been submitted, regardless of media or what character they are!

as always, list under the cut!

This first list is for characters with two or more submissions. Characters who have three or more submissions will get first dibs in the tournament!

Akechi Goro

Akio Ohtori / Himemiya

Anakin Skywalker

Ansem the Wise

April O’Neil (2012)

Ardyn Izunia

Ayin

Azula

Bill Cipher

Boston

Bramblestar

Buzz McCallister

Caillou

Chibiusa

Childe

Cici

Cullen Rutherford

Darkstalker

Dazai Osamu

Dio

Dio (Zero Escape)

Donald Trump

Donquixote Doflamingo

Dr. John ‘Jack’ Seward

Drannus

Eichi Tenshouin

Elias Bouchard/Jonah Magnus

Eridan Ampora

Evan Hansen

Every Genshin Impact Character Ever

Glenn Quagmire

George Wickham

Greg Heffley

Haiji Towa

Happosai

Her Imperious Condescension

Higashikata Josuke

Huey Emmerich

Ibara Saegusa

Izzy Hands

Jace Herondale / Wayland / Lightwood / Morgenstern

Jin Guangyao

John Gaius

Julia Mazzone

Junko Enoshima

Jurgen Leitner

Katsuki Bakugo

Kokichi Ouma

Kristoph Gavin

Kromer

Kusaka Masato

Kylo Ren

Kyubey

Lance Dubois

Le’garde

Live Action Buggy

Makima

Mal

Marvin Falsettos

Meenah Peixes

Merlin

Micah Bell

Michael

Minoru Mineta

Mr. Bungee

Pierce Hawthorne

Pierre

Princess Daisy

Ranpo Edogawa (Beast)

Regal Farseer

Ronaldo

Rose Quartz

Santa Claus

Sasuke Uchiha

Scrappy Doo

Sentinel Prime

Shiver

Shou Tucker

Simon

Simon Laurent

Sosuke Aizen

Spamton

Stella Goetia

Teddy / Kuma

The Maverick

The Metatron

The Once-Ler

Thistleclaw

Tony Stark

Tsumugi Aoba

Ty Betteridge

Val Velocity

Viren

Vriska Serkat

William Afton

c!Dream

Ōchi Fukuchi

The next list is for characters only submitted once. If you want these characters to have a higher chance of being added to the tournament, feel free to submit more propaganda for them!

Absalom

Abyss Sibling

Adam

Agamemnon

Airy

Akane

Akito Shinonome

Akito Sohma

Alastor

Alexander Hamilton

Ali Lectric

All For One

Aloise Trancy

Anatole Kuragin

Angel Dust

Anne Hathaway

Any Character From Welcome to Nightvale

Anyone From The Locked Tomb

Aranea Serkat

Ashfur

Astarion

Asuka

Bella Swan

Ben Jackson Walker

Betsy Wolfe

Billy

Billy Hargrove

Black Pete

Blackbeard

Blitzo Buckzo

Booker

Box

Bro-Strider

Buck Cluck

Buzz (cheerios)

Byakuya Togami

Caesar Clown

Caliborn / Lord English

Captain Kuro

Cersei Iannister

Chloe Bourgeois

Chris McClain

Chrollo Lucifer

Cicero

Clara Oswald

Coco

Cozy Glow

Cynte

Damian Wayne

Dan Moroboshi

Dean Venture

Dean Winchester

Detective Saracusa

Dimitri Alexandre Blaiddyd

Disembodied Voice

Don Flamenco

Dr. Henry Miller

Drew

Duke

Edelgard

Elias Ainsworth

Elon Musk

Equius Zahhak

Erebus

Eric Cartman

Erlina and Brugaves

Eugene Coli

Every Single Country In 1993

Everyone In Romeo And Juliet

Father / Dwarf In The Glass

Feferi Peixes

Five

Five Pebbles

Floch

Foreman Oyun

France (Hetalia)

Fuyuhiko Kuzuryuu

Gamzee Makara

Georg Weissmann

God

Goeffry St. John

Gordon Blackwall

Graham Spector

Gra’ha Tia

Haiji Senri

Heath cliff

Henry Miller (OC)

Henry the Eighth

Himiko Toga

Hisoka

Hiyoko Saionji

Holly Blue Agate

House

Huey Laforet

Ianthe Tridentarius

Il Dottore

Inspector Tobias Greyson

Itsuki Shu

Izumi Sena

Jacopo Bearzatti

James T. Kirk

Jayne Cobb

Jiren

Joe Destefano

Johnny

Jonah Magnus

Jonathan Groff

Judith Ford / Natalie Cook

Judo

Julia

Julie-Sue

Ken

Kevin

Kusunoki Muu

Kyouichi Saionji

Ladd Russo

Lady Catherine de Bourgh

Lebreau Fermet Viralesque

Light Yagami

Liontari

Lotor

Louie

Louis

Luke

Mahiru Koizumi

Makoto Itou

Marie

Marlon

Mary Keay

Master Crown

Matou Shinji

Matpat

Medusa Gorgon

Meredith Rodney McKay

Michael Scott

Miguel O’Hara

Millions Knives

Moash

Moeka Kiryuu

Monokubs (Except Monodam)

Mori Ougai

Morris

Mr. Collins

Ms. Valentine

Muu Kusunoki

Muzan Kibutsuji

Mystery Hunter (Jeremiah Hartley)

Nagito Komaeda

Nanami Kiryuu

Narumi

Natsumi Sakasaki

Nefera DeNile

Nickel

Nikola Tesla

Noor Pradesh

Ocelot

Octavian

Ogai Mori

Orochi

Otto Apocalypse

Paul Von Oberstein

Pencil

Petyr Baelish / Littlefinger

Prince Louis

Queen Scarlet

Quiche

Quill Kipps

Rafal (FEE)

Rafal (SGE)

Rafe Cameron

Randy

Raven Queen

Rebecca Costwolds

Redd White

Riley Finn

Roger

Rohan Kishibe

Roland

Roshi

Rumpelstiltskin

Ruruka Ando

Sakazuki Akainu

Sandy

Sanji

Sebastian Mechaelis

Sheldon Cooper

Shen Jiu

Shiki Tohno/Nanaya

Shinonomes (both)

Shredder

Sigma Klim

Silver Spoon

Skizzleman

Slayer

Solf J. Kimblee

So Sejima

Splinter

Stark Sands

Steven Universe

Stormcaller

Subara Akehoshi

Tatsumi Kazehaya

Teruhashi Makoto

Teruteru

The Eleventh Doctor

The Entirety Of Homestuck

The Groke

The Little Palace Mistress

The Mage

The New Ninja

The Old Palace Master

The Operator

The Pale King

Tim Drake

Tom Wambsgans

Tomaru Sawagoe

Touichiro Suzuki

Trishna

Tumblr Staff

Valens Van Varro

Verstael Besithia

Victor Frankenstein

Vivienne Medranno’s Impsona

Voice In The Calm Ad On Spotify

Volgin

Wanderer/Scaramouche

Wen Chao

Whiteout, Clearsight, and Benjamin

Will Shuester

Willy Stampler

Woodes Rogers

Xisuma

Yoshiharu Hisomu

Yu Ziyuan

Yumichika Ayasegawa

Yuri Briar

Zeke Jaeger

Zenos Galvus

Zhou Zishu

#mod speaks #not a poll #most hated blorbo bracket #ask answered #this is very silly

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sakurajjam · 1 year

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Desabafo de um pompurin.

O desabafo a seguir foi enviado recentemente, mas optamos por ler várias vezes para conseguirmos responder sem ofender qualquer pessoa, infelizmente, não temos lugar de fala para tal assunto, mas tentaremos falar alguma coisa. Para os demais, sugerimos a leitura, porque é um tema pouco falado no mundo do RPG, cada um tem sua opinião sobre, sendo bem concreta ou não; só pedimos que qualquer comentário seja respeitoso.

Atenciosamente, Rinn e Joy.

Bom, o texto é longo, mas é algo que vem me incomodando há muito tempo, machucando de verdade e eu estou exausto desse assunto. Existe quem possa discordar do que eu vou falar aqui e estarei trazendo esses pontos em questão também, mas eu preciso dizer essas, preciso que me escutem, mesmo que não seja pela minha própria boca.

Uso de fcs cis para personagens trans (e vice versa)

De antemão eu queria deixar claro que eu sou um homem trans e que eu falo de identidades dentro do binarismo. Por não conhecer da realidade daqueles que fogem do binarismo de gênero, não falo por eles, apesar de já ter conversado com alguns sobre o assunto e terem concordado comigo.

Eu sou um homem. Ponto. Sou uma pessoa trans porque, quando nasci, pessoas além de mim disseram o contrário. Mas à partir do momento em que eu consigo a minha voz, eu digo: eu sou um homem. Eu sou homem igual Tammy Gretchen. Eu sou um homem igual Elliot Page. Eu sou um homem igual Jordan González. Eu sou um homem igual o Chris Evans. Eu sou um homem igual o Tom Holland. Eu sou um homem igual Regé-Jean Page. Eu sou um homem e é exaustivo ter que dizer isso.

1. Quando você cria um personagem em um rpg, qual é o primeiro critério que você utiliza para escolher o fc? A aparência condizer com a aparência do seu personagem, a vibe ser parecida com a vibe do seu personagem, ele ter resources o suficiente pra você usar e abusar de conteúdo, seja ele por gif ou por foto, ou se ele se identifica como cis ou trans?

Se eu te disser que quero jogar com um personagem que tenha cara de bom moço, vibe de pai solteiro e super protetor, camiseta polo e boné de time, eu duvido que não tenha passado pelo menos 5 caras na sua cabeça agora.

Se eu disser que quero jogar com alguém mais sombrio, cara de durão, que se mete em problema, tá sempre fumando ou bebendo, só quer saber da vida privada dele e quase não sorrir, com certeza vieram outros 5 caras completamente diferentes do anterior.

E muitos outros. Você tem opção de escolha, você pode mudar o fc quando um não te saciar mais, você pode buscar até os confins um fc que se pareça física e energicamente com como você imagina o seu personagem e nem vai precisar chegar até lá porque em qualquer pesquisa rápida, qualquer diretório que você abrir, os fcs vão praticamente pular na sua cara pedindo pra escolhê-los de tanto que combinam com o seu personagem.

Agora, se você me proíbe de utilizar um fc cis pra um personagem trans, você me limita a 5 fcs AO TODO. Se eu quiser fazer o personagem paizão, eu só tenho esses 5 fcs pra escolher. Se eu quiser fazer o personagem sombrio, os mesmos 5 fcs. Não importa o estilo de personagem que eu queira fazer, se ele for trans, você me limita a 5 fcs.

Em um rpg que joguei com um personagem trans, a moderação não permitiu que eu utilizasse um homem cis, então eu dei o aesthetic do personagem e um fc cis que se aproximava do que eu imaginava. A moderação me deu 5 opções de fcs completamente diferentes entre si. Só um combinava com o que eu falei, mas é um dos nomes que as pessoas sempre dão de fc trans pq não conhecem fcs trans o suficiente pra recomendar.

E se você não consegue me recomendar o que eu preciso e você proíbe que eu utilize alguém que é perfeito, você tá praticamente me impedindo de jogar com esse personagem na sua comunidade.

2. Eu jogo na tag há 10 anos. Há 10 anos a maioria dos meus personagens são homens cis. Recentemente eu entrei com um personagem trans em uma comunidade: tanto personagem quanto fcs eram trans, mas não por uma proibição, mas porque eu queria mesmo. A moderação virou pra mim e perguntou "O fc tal é trans, você pretende interpretá-lo como tal?". Em 10 anos de comunidade, ninguém nunca me perguntou isso quando eu criava personagens cis com fcs cis. E infelizmente eu vou ter que explicar o quão desumano essa pergunta foi.

Na hora eu não tive reação, fiquei tão chocado com a pergunta que só assenti e fui jogar. Mas é desumano dizer que, por um personagem ser trans, o desenvolvimento dele vai ser diferente. Eu não como uma panqueca diferente por ser trans, não existe a panqueca trans. Eu não faço cocô diferente por ser trans, não existe o cocô trans. Eu não preciso gritar pra todo mundo ouvir que eu sou trans quando eu estiver indo ao cinema porque eu não vejo um filme de uma forma diferente por ser uma pessoa trans. Os únicos momentos em que eu ser trans vai ser importante é dentro da nossa cabeça ou quando o assunto for relevante. Mas não existe a menor diferença entre a forma como eu como panqueca e a forma como o Chris Evans come panqueca.

E vocês, cis, moderadores de rpg, querem tanto se mostrar apoiadores da causa, que quando a gente fala que algo machuca, vocês ignoram, porque é melhor manter a aparência de aliado do que ouvir de verdade.

Há 4 dias eu saí de um rpg que eu me senti tão mal em relação à esse assunto que eu chorei. Não vale a pena expor a central, o intuito disso aqui não é atacar ninguém. Eu já tinha um personagem e queria fazer outro que era trans. Perguntei se podia usar um fc cis, já tinha um em mente, inclusive. A central negou e disse que podia dar opções. Só que, mano, eu conheço todos os fcs trans que vocês podem falar. Pra cada 1 fc trans, tem uns 300 fcs cis. Eu falei que não e que queria tentar negociar alegando que essa proibição me ofendia. A moderação falou que não aceitaria porque queria ser mais inclusiva. Tão inclusiva que quando eu falei que me ofendia com a atitude, ela sequer quis me escutar, sequer quis saber o motivo. Acatei, mas há quatro dias eu decidi questionar de novo. "Por que podemos usar fcs héteros para personagens lgb, mas não podemos usar cis para personagens trans?" A resposta foi óbvia, disse a moderação. São coisas diferentes. E eu já vou falar sobre isso no próximo tópico. Eu contei pra ela sobre o ocorrido anterior, sobre como eu me senti desumanizado com aquela pergunta e como a atitude dessa moderação me fez sentir igualmente ofendido. "Não tem muito o que eu possa fazer. Sinto muito". Foi essa a resposta que eu tive.

Tinha sim uma coisa que você poderia fazer, moderação. Me escutar. Era a única coisa que eu tava pedindo. E você clamou tanto pela inclusão.

3. "Mas orientação sexual e identidade de gênero não são coisas diferentes?". Sim, completamente diferentes. Tão diferentes que uma acaba excluindo a outra do convívio. Como um homem que também se relaciona com homens, o tanto de gay cis que já me rejeitou por eu ser trans não caberia nesse texto.

Mas ainda assim as dores são iguais. Somos rejeitados igual, temos medo de sair na rua e não voltar igual, temos medo de nos assumir e a família nos colocar pra rua igual, somos minoria nas empresas igual, vamos pro inferno igual.

Se tudo bem uma pessoa hétero interpretar uma pessoa lgbt, então por que Heartstopper só teve, em seu elenco, e com exigência da própria autora, apenas atores lgbt? Por que Close só teve pessoas lgbt em seu elenco? E vocês aplaudem isso.

Pelo amor de deus, decidam o que querem. Lgbtqia+ interpretando personagens da comunidade ou héteros fazendo isso? Porque é o mesmo apagamento que vocês dizem lutar contra, mas aplaudem até a mão cair.

Então ou vocês exigem fcs trans para personagens trans ou vocês deixam fcs hétero ou de uma sexualidade x interpretar um personagem de outra sexualidade.

4. RPG não é lugar pra se preocupar com esse tipo de assunto.

Vocês querem tanto que eu utilize uma pessoa trans pra um personagem trans? Então não é me proibindo de usar um fc cis que você vai conseguir. É militando DE VERDADE. Esquece o twitter e vai pra rua, viralize artistas trans que vocês gostam até eles ganharem visualização à ponto de chegar na grande mídia para que a gente, do rpg, possa ter uma gama gigantesca de fcs trans à ponto de não precisar mais utilizar fc cis.

Mas rpg não é lugar pra você militar. É lugar pra criar personagens, dos mais variados possíveis, explorar as mais variadas histórias possíveis, e essa história acontecer independente do gênero de quem as vive. A gente precisa de espaço na MÍDIA. A representatividade e, mais ainda, a visibilidade, a inclusão, não vai acontecer por causa de rpg no tumblr. Você já vai ter um personagem trans na sua trama, muito provavelmente sendo interpretado por uma pessoa que entende 100% o que é ser uma pessoa trans.

5. FC é só um avatar, um rosto que você escolhe para interpretar o seu personagem.

Eu conversei com uma player uma vez que ela tinha uma personagem cis, mas ela encontrou na Hunter Schafer a fc perfeita pra tudo o que ela tinha imaginado pra personagem e a moderação fez ela mudar a personagem de cis pra trans só porque a fc era.

Eu preciso mesmo explicar o quão errado é isso? É separar em caixinhas. É dizer que trans só pode ser trans. Que antes de qualquer coisa na vida essa pessoa é trans e isso é o que mais importa sobre ela. Não é suas conquistas, não é suas habilidades, não é seus conhecimentos. A única coisa que uma pessoa trans pode ser é trans. Isso é desumano.

Durante a pandemia um ator que eu conhecia por uma série que eu adorava se assumiu trans. E não foi um "era ela e agora é ele". É um ator de 47 anos que há muito tempo havia transicionado e só agora decidiu contar que é uma pessoa trans. Michael D. Cohen, caso queiram pesquisar. Agora me diz uma coisa: se o Chris Evans do nada fala que ele é um cara trans que transicionou há muito tempo, você ainda usariam ele como um homem cis ou passariam a usar como um homem trans? Eu nunca vi o Michael agindo diferente por ser uma pessoa trans. Afinal, ele é um cara, ele age como um cara.

Aliás, como seria agir como trans pra você, considerando que vocês acreditam que essa mudança é necessária?

6. Eu sou tão homem quanto o Chris Evans. Eu to pedindo pra usar o Chris Evans em um personagem com x história, com x personalidade e que, por acaso, é uma pessoa trans. Eu não to pedindo pra colocar uma Scarlet Johansson, isso sim seria errado. Eu to pedindo pra colocar um HOMEM interpretando outro HOMEM. Porque é isso. Um homem. Acabou.

Eu nem acredito que to tendo que fazer esse texto todo pra reforçar pra um bando de gente cis que eu sou homem.

Nossa resposta é curta, porque entramos em consenso em tudo que desejamos falar. Não temos nada a acrescentar, porque ambas somos mulheres cis, sem qualquer lugar de fala para o assunto; nosso máximo é ter amigos que são trans e vivem comentando sobre essas coisas. Sentimos muito por ter que passar por isso, pompurin, imaginamos o quão difícil deve ser, principalmente quando o leque de fcs trans é limitado e todas as opções são conhecidas, e, geralmente, não casam com o personagem que deseja fazer.

Ambas concordamos no ponto sobre os fcs, como citamos acima, temos amigos que são trans e eles são 8 ou 80, alguns dizem que não gostam quando fazem personagens trans com fc cis, outros não se importam e assim como tudo na vida, temos esses dois grupos. Nós nunca tivemos contato com personagens trans em rps ou fizemos algum, nesse segundo ponto, não achamos correto fazer chars assim já que parece um tipo de "apropriação", não sabemos o que essas pessoas passam diariamente, fora relatos soltos que escutamos, parece um desrespeito.

Talvez muitas moderações proíbem o uso de fc cis para personagens trans por medo, um receio de alguém aplicar e fazer algo que acabe desrespeitando a comunidade. Além de ser bem escroto, pode trazer problemas para todos os lados, são coisas a ser evitadas; parece que essa luta nunca vai acabar, porque as pessoas raramente são bem informadas e acabam usando de estereótipos ou fazendo coisas caricatas, o que pode gerar desconforto para muitos. Temos que tomar cuidado com o que interpretamos no rpg, porque atrás dos "bonecos" existem pessoas diversas e nunca sabemos o que machuca cada um, onde está o limite real.

Eu, Rinn, até conversei com um player esses dias sobre o assunto e tivemos muitos pontos colocados, mas não posso citar para não expor a pessoa e suas opiniões; mas gostaria de pincelar o que disse e juntar com o que foi dito sobre um ator que se assumiu trans; assim como sexualidade, nós, nem sempre, temos certeza sobre o gênero daquele que estamos usando como fc, justamente porque as pessoas tem o direito de não expor. Mas é um assunto complicado para entrar, então prefiro me abster de outros comentários.

Não vamos falar mais, porque não queremos colocar nossa opinião e soar errado, até ofensivo, muito menos, passar a impressão que estamos militando ou o que for, só queremos que você, pompurin, sinta nosso abraço. Saiba que está acolhido e que esperamos que não tenha que passar por situações assim de novo.

#♡ · 👒 : relatos #( rinn & players )#♡ · 🎀 : rinn talks a lot #( joy a intrometida )#( about : trans )

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bookishtheaterlover7 · 5 months

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Thanksgiving is a big holiday in the USA,

Chris loves tradition such as holiday celebrations, so it doesn't make sense why a wife would willingly be half across the world at an event that she has no reason to be at. She made it clear by saying she has nothing to promote or speak about. Therefore, she had no reason to go.

I know she isnt from the USA but if i had a spouse who had a holiday that was important to him like Canadian Day, ect, I'd be there. Thanksgiving is a heavy, tamily oriented holiday

Marriage is about growing together and experiencing things together. What we see seems to be everything Chris said he didn't want. His morals and beliefs can be "sold" to us, but there is no reason for him to say he wants to have traditions with hia family unless the he wants the tradition is being thousands of miles apart.

I swear if I hear one more freaking thing about Chris being the reason she isn't talking or doing things online, imma scream. First off Chris has been looking horrible- so bad ages 10 years and sull laxlluster skin- he used to glow. He syattwd to lose that glow during the SMA shoot (i waa locing the farm boy vibe) but The only reason he looked better on the View's zoom is his old camera, zoom filter and makeup. That isn't the look of someone who is orchestrating and being the puppet master. We also know the man has bad anxiety - RDJ wais on a talk show that Chris had a huge anxiety iasue over who arrived first to the Civil War premier and the cars. Think about it does ir sound like a man whose a maatermind for a a whole year + of things

2ndly the nazi has a track record of making bad decisions when it comes to social media (and prob. elsewhere), ie the shower vid that was left up? It takes seconds to take down and she left i4 up. Then the videos/pictures showed she doesn't have an engagement ring or wedding band. Those jewels are watched like a hawk, so it makes sense that she didn't have them on because they weren't hers so she wasnt allowed to wear the jewlery more than necessary for the event.

Idc who you are you wear the Cartier ring on the other hand necause no one takes their engagement/wedding rings because they have two hands- 2!! It's peoven she can't be trusted on social media by herself without her screwing up the narritive their teams want to push. Frankly, I say let her post and screw things up, she looaes followers when she posts so ler her lose more so she has bots.

I'm team just get this over with and srop torturing our Dodger.

Thanks for reading

👑 I usually stay behind the scenes helping book researching things but I had to say those things in a forum.i know peoplemwouls losren.

Bookie also deserves a round of applause we constantly try and make sure we have the facts and receipts. Bookie has done a lot more than you know all know, and I dont think shes been getting the credit she deserves - so let's all give hwe a big round of applause and thanks for crearing the safe soaxe on her blog that is informative and understanding and a positive environment

Honestly, 👑 An🫶n, I agree with everything you said about Chris.

It's kind of not possible for the guy to be a mastermind, because again, and say it with me, Fandom... Chris Evans is not that good of an actor.

And awwwwwww... You're welcome 🤗 y'all deserve some of the cred. Y'all interact with my posts and send asks, otherwise my page would be as dead as it was years ago...

I only tell it like it is. I just didn't know a lot would agree 😆

So, a big thanks goes to y'all for tuning in and sticking around 🥂 here's to more new content in the future ❤️

#An🫶n asks #booky reacts #booky answers #👑 An🫶n #chris evans #chris evans fandom #y'all are seriously the best #🤗#Love all of y'all #❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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3dejulho2022 · 2 years

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Hoje é definitivamente um dia para ser comemorado, é mais um ano de vida seu, e o primeiro de muitos que eu vou acompanhar, estou tão empolgado por poder compartilhar isso contigo, e acima de tudo sou muito grado por sua vida, por sua permanência e afeto diário, portanto, não poderia deixar de desejar as coisas mais maravilhosas que há nessa vida, a começar pela saúde é claro, muitas felicidades em todos os âmbitos possíveis da sua vida, profissional, social, amoroso, amigável, familiar, porque você é merecedora das coisas mais belas que há nesse universo, já te disse isso uma vez e volto a repetir, você, sim você aí, é incrível e eu posso provar: está me aturando há meses e ainda não pediu arrego.

Além desta prova incontestável, tem as demais pessoas que convivem contigo, aposto que elas também morrem de amores por ti e quem não morreria? Você é atenciosa, amiga, amorosa e divertida. É aquela pessoa que desejamos ter bem pertinho, guardar num potinho e zelar, mas pensando bem, o belo deve ser visto e sentido, por isso não a encarcerei. Brincadeiras à parte, o aniversário é seu, mas quem ganhou um presentão fui eu quando decidi perturbar essa história de biscoito ou bolacha, descobri uma gêmea perdida, ainda que estejamos em momentos de “descobertas” e nossos gostos estão meio diferentes, o carinho também não permanece o mesmo, visto que a cada dia que passa eu gosto mais de ti, da sua companhia e boiolando cada vez mais, como está evidente aqui.

Eu queria ter mais do que palavras, mas receio que essa seja a minha melhor opção dada as circunstâncias e convenhamos, mando bem em textões, não é? Espero que esteja com um lindo e largo sorriso enquanto lê isso, quem sabe algumas lágrimas nos olhos – exagerei, ahn, ok. Mas principalmente quero que sinta querida porque você é, é uma das minhas pessoas favoritas aqui, fofocamos, revivemos momentos constrangedores do nosso passado, surtamos com o Chris Evans e os cachorrinhos, repetimos bordões que só fazem sentido para nós: muito gatô, gatinha, entre todes e por aí vai, porque se tem uma coisa que fazemos é tagarelar e nos divertir, mas é claro que também temos papos seríssimos, sentimentais e tudo isso, coisas habituais a nós dois. Coisas que são especiais porque dividimos do nosso jeito.

O que eu mais desejo é que se sinta amada nesse dia e em muitos outros também, mas principalmente hoje: o dia de suas quatro personalidades reunidas para festejar sua deslumbrante existência. Saiba que estarei aqui para o que for necessário, situações divertidas, rotineiras, absurdas, tristes, o que for, saiba que você tem com quem contar, sei que não sou lá grande coisa, certamente o Chris Evans faria tudo isso ser extraordinário, inclusive esse texto, porém... É o que tu ganhaste, gatinha. Pelo menos por ora, ainda estou bolando o plano de sedução para arranja-lo pra ti, talvez demore... Algumas décadas, quem sabe vidas, mas vai acontecer, eu juro... Será o seu presente de aniversário.

E não menos importante: eu te amo de montão. E agradeço todos os dias por ler seu bom dia, ver seus inúmeros adesivos, as aleatoriedades que o sonambulismo provoca em sua pessoa, os mimos de milhões e as comilanças. Agradeço por conhecer você, meu presentão, minha mio amiga. Sua presença me faz uma pessoa mais feliz, mais grata e mais confiante de que a vida nem sempre é ruim.

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thatcheesyler · 2 years

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Hiya! I'm curious, which characters do you like/are good at writing for? Are there any characters you don't write for? I wanna know so I can be mindful when requesting 🧡

Hmmm, I'll give you a list of characters that I write for in my fandoms.

Saiki k:

-Saiki

-Teruhashi

-Kaido

-Yumehara

-Kurumi (Saiki's mum)

-Possibly Aren

Demon Slayer:

-Tanjiro

-Nezuko

-Zenitsu

-Probably Inosuke

-All hashira except for Sanemi, Gyomei & Muichiro

FNaF:

-William Afton

-Mrs Afton

-Michael Afton

-Elizabeth Afton

-Chris/Evan/CC Afton

-Maybe the souls of the missing children

Spy x Family:

-Loid

-Yor

-Anya

-Damien

-Franky

-Sylvia/Handler

Cuphead (show):

-Cuphead

-Mugman

-Ms. Chalice

-King Dice

-The Devil

-Might do Henchman

-King Dice's playing cards (kinda random ik)

-Baroness von Bon Bon

-Maybe Ludwig

And that's pretty much it, I will also write for ler!reader and I might be getting back into cuphead, that's all, have a lovely day/night <3

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writersclubhq · 2 months

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deêm boas vindas para MAEVE MCKINNON, MELISA SANCHEZ & HARVEY KORSH! ahri, você tem 24h para enviar o blog dos seus personagens. não se esqueça de ler nosso checklist, e de se divertir bastante!

ei, aquela vindo ali é MAEVE MCKINNON? porque as últimas fofocas que me contaram sobre ELA é que tem VINTE E SETE ANOS e que é uma RESIDENTE MÉDICA. e, pelo pouco que conheço, sei que é DILIGENTE e GENTIL, o que compensa o fato de que é AUTOEXIGENTE e PERFECCIONISTA AO EXTREMO também, mas, quem sou eu para julgar a vida alheia, não é? ela até se parece com SYDNEY SWEENEY.

ei, aquela vindo ali é MELISA SANCHEZ? porque as últimas fofocas que me contaram sobre ELA é que tem TRINTA E CINCO ANOS e que é uma CHEFE DE COZINHA e PROPRIETÁRIA do THE LIGHTHOUSE. e, pelo pouco que conheço, sei que é AFFICIONADA e ASSERTIVA, o que compensa o fato de que é CONTROLADORA e COMPETITIVA também, mas, quem sou eu para julgar a vida alheia, não é? ela até se parece com ANA DE ARMAS.

ei, aquele vindo ali é HARVEY KORSH? porque as últimas fofocas que me contaram sobre ELE é que tem QUARENTA ANOS e que é um MÉDICO CIRURGIÃO. e, pelo pouco que conheço, sei que é ELOQUENTE e MAGNÉTICO, o que compensa o fato de que é AMBICIOSO e EGOÍSTA também, mas, quem sou eu para julgar a vida alheia, não é? ele até se parece com CHRIS EVANS.

#writers: aceitos

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afterlikefm · 1 year

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De acordo com o decreto real publicado em 24 de fevereiro de 2023, as seguintes cinco Fábulas, completas ou incompletas, foram orgulhosamente convidadas a se juntar ao festejo d'A Seleção de Vossa Majestade Real, a Fada Rainha, junto de suas famílias. Estes convites automaticamente se transformarão em borboletas enfeitiçadas uma vez que a confirmação de sua presença seja enviada. Não esqueçam de ler nosso conjunto de NORMAS e nossas REGRAS DE ETIQUETA. Por favor, confirme sua presença através do envio de sua conta em até 48 horas após a leitura deste telegrama.

╰ ⧼ marilyn lima ,cisgénero feminino, ela/dela | ALL IS SOFT INSIDE por AURORA ⧽ ✶ — 𝐎𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐔𝐏𝐎𝐍 𝐀 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 … parece que no futuro vamos ler o conto de INGRID SIV BJORGMAN, a TERCEIRA prole de ANNA E KRISTOFF. Quando recebeu sua profecia de nascimento, disseram que ela seria aliado com OS HERÓIS mas será verdade? Com VINTE E QUATRO anos, ela veio de ARENDELLE, onde atua como PROTETORA DA FLORESTA, tornando-se bastante explícito que serve a CASA ARENDELLE. Os pássaros me disseram que ela NÃO VAI PARTICIPAR da Seleção com intuito de AJUDAR SUA FAMILIA. Típico, considerando sua reputação de ser FECHADA, ANSIOSA E TEIMOSA, embora eu deva admitir que possa ser CARINHOSA, DELICADA e PROTETORA. Aposto que deve ter herdado tudo isso dos pais!

╰ ⧼ keith powers, cis, ele/dele | KILL OF THE NIGHT por gin wigmore ⧽ ✶ — 𝐎𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐔𝐏𝐎𝐍 𝐀 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 … parece que no futuro vamos ler o conto de YARO ASKARI, a PRIMEIRA prole de SCAR. Quando recebeu sua profecia de nascimento, disseram que ele seria aliado com OS VILÕES, mas será verdade? Com VINTE E SEIS anos, ele veio de PRIDE LANDS, onde atua como CAPANGA, tornando-se bastante explícito que serve a SEUS PRÓPRIOS INTERESSES. Os pássaros me disseram que ele NÃO VAI PARTICIPAR da Seleção com intuito de CONTRARIAR OS DESEJOS DO PAI. Típico, considerando sua reputação de ser INCONSEQUENTE, ARROGANTE e DISSIMULADO, embora eu deva admitir que possa ser DESCONTRAÍDO, ASTUTO e RESILIENTE. Aposto que deve ter herdado tudo isso dos pais!

╰ ⧼ Chris Evans, homem-cis, ele/dele | SORRY por Justin Bieber ⧽ ✶ — 𝐎𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐔𝐏𝐎𝐍 𝐀 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 … poderíamos ler o conto chamado CINDERELA/BELA ADORMECIDA/BRANCA DE NEVE com o PHILLIP EDWARD CHARMANT, aliado com OS HERÓIS. Em Fantasia, com seus 45 anos, ele veio da CORDILHEIRA DOS SONHOS, onde atua como EMPRESÁRIO, PRODUTOR EXECUTIVO E EX-LORDE DE ULSTEAD, tornando-se bastante explícito que serve a SI MESMO. Os pássaros me disseram que ele está na Seleção com intuito de CAÇAR NOVOS TALENTOS (LÊ-SE UMA NOVA ESPOSA TALVEZ). Típico, considerando sua reputação de ser MULHERENGO, INFIEL e POSSESSIVO, embora eu deva admitir que possa ser COMPREENSIVO, EXTROVERTIDO e ASTUTO. Será que os filhos dele vão seguir o mesmo caminho?

╰ ⧼ sabrina carpenter, mulher cis, ela/dela | BLACK TREACLE por arctic monkeys ⧽ ✶ — 𝐎𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐔𝐏𝐎𝐍 𝐀 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 … parece que no futuro vamos ler o conto de SCARLET DIAMOND CHARMANT-TREMAINE , a QUINTA prole de CINDERELA E PRÍNCIPE ENCANTADO. Quando recebeu sua profecia de nascimento, disseram que ela seria aliado com NINGUÉM, mas será verdade? Com 23 anos, ela veio de CORDILHEIRAS DOS SONHOS, onde atua como CHEF DE COZINHA NO DIAMANT BISTRO, tornando-se bastante explícito que serve a CASA TREMAINE. Os pássaros me disseram que ela NÃO VAI PARTICIPAR da Seleção com intuito de OBJETIVO. Típico, considerando sua reputação de ser INDIVIDUALISTA, TEMPERAMENTAL e MIMADA, embora eu deva admitir que possa ser CARINHOSA, PROATIVA e INTUITIVA. Aposto que deve ter herdado tudo isso dos pais!

╰ ⧼ jamie foxx, homem, ele-dele | MÚSICA por artista ⧽✶ — 𝐎𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐔𝐏𝐎𝐍 𝐀 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 … poderíamos ler o conto chamado A PRINCESA E O SAPO com o BASILE FACILIER, aliado com NINGUÉM. Em Fantasia, com seus CINQUENTA anos, ele veio de AGRABBAH, onde atua como VIDENTE, tornando-se bastante explícito que serve a CASA CASSIM. Os pássaros me disseram que ele está na Seleção com intuito de AJUDAR OS CASSIM COM O QUE PRECISAREM E CONSEGUIR CASAR SEUS FILHOS. Típico, considerando sua reputação de ser TRAIÇOEIRO, IMPIEDOSO e GANANCIOSO, embora eu deva admitir que possa ser HONESTO, CHARMOSO e DIPLOMÁTICO. Será que os filhos dele vão seguir o mesmo caminho?

#atl:aceitos

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tickles-in-ficland · 2 years

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Destination: Laughter

Summary: Reader meets her favorite actor while traveling. He finds out something about her that peaks his interest.

Warnings: Literally one curse word. All fluff otherwise.

Word Count: 3,202

Pairing: Chris Evans x Female!Reader & Ler!Chris Evans, Lee!Reader

It was your first time going to Los Angeles. You were spending the summer with your aunt that lived out there. You were so excited because your aunt worked in production for different films and television shows. She was definitely the “cool aunt” in the family. You didn’t know what she was currently working on but it didn’t matter. You were just excited to spend the summer in a new city with your favorite aunt.

While from a small town in Connecticut, you were flying out of Boston seeing as that was the only airport that had flights to California that week.

You hugged your mom tightly, a slight tear falling from your eyes. “I’m going to miss you mama.”

Your mother gave you a final squeeze and kissed your cheek. “I know baby. I’ll miss you too but you’re gonna have such a great summer with your aunt. I’m always only a phone call away okay? And if you’re really miserable, we’ll get you back home.”

You nodded with a small smile and gave your mom one last hug and kiss on the cheek before heading into the terminal. It was it’s usual busyness, travelers coming and going. People coming into town for business, others coming home to their families, and people excitedly ready for a vacation. Passing through security quicker than expected, you passed the time browsing the shops and getting something to eat while you waited to board. After what seemed like forever it was finally time. With an excited bounce in your step you grabbed your carry on, having already checked in your big bag and handed the airline employee your ticket. Stepping on to the plane and politely greeting the flight attendants you anxiously looked for your seat. You hated keeping people waiting while you awkwardly searched. Finally finding your seat you groaned when you realized it was a middle seat. The two seats on other side of you were open for the time being. Maybe you’d be lucky and have the row to yourself you hoped. Putting your airpods in and already being engrossed in your movie you didn’t hear or notice someone approaching your aisle. A light tap on your shoulder got your attention when you heard a gentleman speak.

“I’m sorry to bother you, I’m in the window seat.” said the deep voice.

You froze. You knew that voice. You knew that Boston accent. Your eyes flitted up to be greeted by the sheepish smile of no other than Chris Evans. Your breath caught in your throat. There was absolutely no way this was real. This had to be a dream.

Chris cleared his throat, snapping you out of your daze.

“Oh! I-I’m sorry.” you said standing up to allow him in.

Chris gave you a polite nod and smile. Once getting himself situated and sitting down you tried to take some deep breaths without him noticing. There was no way this was real. There was no way you were spending the next six hours on a flight next to Chris freaking Evans. You’d been a fan of him and Marvel for years. You didn’t want to appear like an overzealous fan so you stifled your excitement. No one else ended up sitting on the other side of you and you contemplated moving to the aisle seat to give the A lister space. You wanted to speak to him but didn’t know what to say or disturb him. He wasn’t working, he was by himself. He gets bombarded by fans all the time, he probably just wants peace and quiet.

Shortly after take off the two of you sat in silence as you each watched something on your phones. You turned your phone slightly hoping he wouldn’t catch on that you were watching one of his movies.

You felt a nudge on your shoulder and turned to glance at Chris. His piercing blue eyes staring back at you while a soft smile tugged at his lips. “I’m sorry I haven’t been very chatty. I’m usually a social seat mate. I love talking to people but you seemed pretty engrossed in what you were doing so I didn’t want to interrupt.”

You gave a tiny smile in return, trying to slow your heart rate. “N-No it’s okay. You’re not bohothering me.” you said as a nervous giggle escaped your lips. You hoped he hadn’t noticed. He did.

“You know…” he said turning to face you slightly. “Normally when I meet fans they’re a lot more vocal around me.” he said in a teasing tone.

Your eyes widened as you shook your head. “I-I’m not quite sure what you mean.” you said attempting to pretend you had no idea who he was. You weren’t doing a very good job.

Chris chuckled. “So that’s not Age of Ultron you’re watching?” He asked his eyes twinkling as he tapped your phone in his direction.

Your cheeks flushed pink as you covered your face in embarrassment. There was no use pretending at this point. “I’m sorry. I didn’t want to bother you. You deserve peace and quiet on a flight not fans gushing over you.”

“Well that’s very thoughtful of you. I appreciate the gesture but I really don’t mind talking. Before you noticed me standing next to you, I saw what you were watching and I could tell by your reaction you recognized me.” he said with a smirk.

You groaned and covered your face again. Chris chucked and pulled your arms down so your face as visible. “And when you didn’t immediately talk my ear off or demanded a photo and respected my space, I was pleasantly surprised.”

A smiled tugged at your lips as you held out your hand. “I’m Y/N. It’s very nice to meet you.”

Chris took his big hand in yours giving it a firm shake. “Nice to meet you Y/N. I’m Chris.”

This time a full laugh bubbled from your chest. “Yeah. I know. I am a big fan. You’re very talented.”

It was Chris’ turn to blush. “Well that’s very kind of you to say. Thank you.”

“I’ll let you back to what you were doing. But if you get bored on this long flight, I’m a great listener.” you said with a casual shrug.

“Good to know.” Chris said with a wink.

An hour passed by and the two of you sat in silence, each engrossed in your own activities. Occasionally glancing at one another and a friendly smile before putting attention back to your separate forms of entertainment.

You gently tapped Chris’ arm to get his attention. Taking his airpod out of his ear and looking in your direction you looked down, embarrassed to ask. “I-I’m sorry. I was wondering if we could take a photo together. I didn’t want to bother you but wanted to ask before we land and it’s hectic getting off the plane. I’m sorry I’ll leave you alone.” you said turning back to your phone before Chris’ warm hand touched yours.

“Hey it’s okay! I really don’t mind. Here give me your phone.” he said holding his hand out. Handing your phone to the super star he turned it on selfie mode. Unexpectedly he reached around to put his arm around your back to pull you in for the photo. His fingers accidentally digging in to the spot by your ribs, causing you to squeak in surprise.

“Oh I’m so sorry, did I hurt you?” he asked genuinely concerned.

You shook your head frantically, embarrassed at the fact that Chris Evans had accidentally tickled you.

“No no. Just surprised me.” you said trying to play it off.

Chris raised an eyebrow but didn’t say anything. Placing his hand back on the spot for the photo he felt your breath hitch in your throat and smiled to himself. After taking some smiley selfies and a some goofy faces he handed you back your phone.

“Thank you Mr. Evans.” you said placing your phone back on the tray table.

“Please. Call me Chris.” he insisted.

“Thank you Mr. Ev-Chris.” you fumbled but gave him a smile.

“So what are you traveling to LA for?” he asked causally as he placed his airpods back in the case.

You were amazed that a huge celebrity like him was even the slightest bit interested in your life. But you obliged his question and told him your summer plans with your aunt. He seemed genuinely interested in hearing about what you wanted to do while in LA. He gave some suggestions about fun non touristy things to do and even wrote down some places he thought you should check out. You in turn asked him what he’d been doing in Boston and he shared he was visiting his family before filming his next movie which would take a couple months and he wanted to see his family before then.

“Well that sounds like a great visit. I’m excited to spend time with my aunt but I miss my mom already.”

Earning a sympathetic smile from Chris he nodded. “I understand. I miss my family a lot when I’m off shooting. It’ll get easier.”

You nodded in agreement and reached over to grab your charger from your bag only to have it slip out of your hands and fall to the floor.

“Shit.” you grumbled unbuckling your seatbelt to search for it.

“Need help?” Chris asked.

You shook your head. “No no. I got it.” You said straining your arm down to reach the cord but ended up knocking it further away.

Growling in frustration you started to stand up when Chris put his hand out. “I got it. I feel it at my feet hold on.” He said as he unbuckled his own seat to maneuver his way to grab it. Unknowingly using your leg to brace himself as he stood back up, he gave it a squeeze as he pushed himself back up into his seat.

A high pitched squeal escaped your lips as you covered your mouth. Chris’ lips curled into a mischievous smirk. “What was that? Are you okay?” he asked.

You gave him a smile, hoping he wouldn’t acknowledge the noise that came out of your mouth. “Totally fine. Totally.” you said shifting in your seat.

“Are you sure? You seem really jumpy all of a sudden.” he said handing you your charging cord before folding his arms and leaning against the window with a sly smirk.

“Nope. Totally fine. Just didn’t expect you to use my leg as leverage.”

Chris searched your face for a second before a deep chuckled rumbled through his chest. “Ah I see. You’re ticklish.”

You choked on your drink as you took a sip and looked over to a smiling Chris. He was throughly enjoying watching your squirm. He had just met you but he was genuinely enjoying your company.

“Am not.” you said firmly crossing your arms.

“Ah okay. So I didn’t accidentally tickle you when we took the photo? Or just now when I grabbed your knee?”

“Nope.” you said emphasizing the P.

Chris nodded. “Gotcha. So if I did this.” he said this time giving your knee a firm squeeze. “Doesn’t tickle?”

You barked out a laugh and held up your hands in defense. “Ohokay! Mahaybe a little bit. But I usually don’t expect my seat mate to tickle me on a flight. We just met!” Truthfully you didn’t mind being tickled but you certainly weren’t going to disclose that. Especially not to Chris Evans.

Chris laughed. “True. But we’ve been talking for several hours now. I like to think us friends. I’ve enjoyed your company.”

You blushed as your eyes glanced up to his. “Likewise. I didn’t expect my favorite actor to be so genuine. It’s…. refreshing.”

“Well Im glad to be so. I guess I am pretty awesome.” he said with a wink.

With a teasing smirk, knowing you were now egging him on, you rolled your eyes. “Spoke too soon. Ugh. Actors are such divas.”

Chris’ eyes widened at your cheeky comment. “Hey!” he said with a slight pout. “That’s not very nice.”

“I’m sorry you’re right. Actors aren’t divas. Just the Marvel ones.” you said with a teasing tone in your voice.

“Okay that’s it.” Chris said dropping his phone on the tray table before digging his fingers into your side, giggles pouring from your lips as you squirmed away from his fingers with nowhere to go.

“Ch-Chrhihis!” you hissed slapping at his hands.

“What?” he asked innocently but mischief danced in his eyes. “Oh!” he said as his fingers danced up and down your side as you turned your body trying, but not really trying to get away. “Does that tickle?” he smirked.

“YEHES!” you said your laughter increasing as his one hand rapidly squeezed your knee and the other scribbled into your side. “Ihit tihihihickles!” you squealed trying to cover your mouth to muffle your laughter so you didn’t disturb the other passengers. After another minute he let up, allowing you to sit up and collect yourself. You couldn’t believe what had just happened. You had been tickled by Chris Evans. On an airplane of all places.

“Thahat wahas mehehean!” you said running your hands through your hair trying to catch your breath from the sudden tickle attack.

Chris smiled bashfully and shrugged his shoulders. “Maybe. But it was adorable.” he said giving you a friendly nudge.

Your cheeks turned pink as the heat rose in your cheeks. “Not adorable.” you said shaking your head.

Chris grinned before giving you a few final pokes, earning a few quiet giggles from you. “Yes. You. Are.”

You rolled your eyes but smiled at him before returning to your movie. The rest of the flight was pretty uneventful. The two of you sat in comfortable silence, occasionally asking a question or two before going back to what you were doing.

Around 30 minutes or so before landing, you felt your eyes getting heavy. Resting your head back on the seat you shut your eyes and dozed off. Unknowingly your head began to slip and gently landed on Chris’ shoulder. Surprised by the sudden weight on him, he turned to see you asleep on him, your chest slowly falling and rising as you slept, your mouth open slightly and your eyelashes fluttering every few minutes. He couldn’t help but smile to himself. You really were adorable. He looked down at you with a smile, not wanting to disturb your peace. He looked at you again, trying to guess how old you were. You were definitely an adult but you were so petite you could easily pass for a teenager. He’d only known you for a few hours but it was very rare to find people, women especially who didn’t fawn over his every move. He appreciated how you treated him like a normal person but still shared that you were a fan of what he did. He went back to reading his book while you snoozed.

As the pilot came over the speaker to announce that the plane would be landing shortly your eyes fluttered open. Realizing the position you were in you immediately jolted up.

“I’m so sorry! I did not mean to fall asleep on you. You should’ve woken me. I’m really sorry.”

Chris shook his head. “Y/N It’s okay, really. I didn’t mind. You looked peaceful I didn’t want to wake you.”

You searched his face, your mind convincing you he was just being polite. “Are you sure? I feel bad.”

Closing his book he turned towards you with a smile. Giving you a quick poke causing you to squeak and jump back he insisted it was okay.

“Alright, if you say so mr. movie star.” you said with a playful shove.

Chris began to dig through his bag as he searched for a pen and paper. “Here.” he said handing you the paper and pen. “Write down your info. I’ll send it to my assistant and she’ll give you a call so you can come see the set. Get the full “Hollywood” experience. Bring your aunt too. “

You looked at him stunned. “Oh Chris I can’t ask you to do that. You’re probably so busy, we would just be in the way.” you said attempting to hand back the paper and pen only to have it pushed back to you.

“I insist.” he said gesturing for you to write down your info.

Reluctantly doing so, you handed him back the paper and pen which he stowed back in his bag. “I’ll send this to her and she’ll reach out to you soon.”

You simply gave him a smile as the plane made its landing and approached the gate. The two of you made small talk for a few minutes before exiting the plane.

“Well Y/N this is where we part. It was wonderful meeting you. Thank you for your company on what would’ve been a boring flight.”

He opened up his arms for a hug which you happily obliged. He wrapped his arms around you and giving you a gentle squeeze before giving you a quick poke to the side making you jump back with a ticklish grin on your face.

“HE-HEY!” you chastised playfully.

Chris laughed. “Sorry. Had to. I’ll see you soon new friend. Enjoy LA!” he said with a wave before turning on his heel to head to the car that was most likely waiting for him.

Trying to navigate LAX was a lot harder than it seemed. Eventually while on the phone with your aunt you found her waiting for you by the baggage claim. Running into her arms you held her tightly. You really had missed her since she moved to further her career.

“Hey kiddo!” she said giving you a tight squeeze.

You laughed pulling away from her. “Auntie! I’m not a kid anymore. Well not legally anyway.” you said with a smile.

Your aunt smiled as she brushed a strand of hair from your face. “You’ll always be a kid to me Y/N. Even if you are all grown up.” she said giving you a chaste kiss on the head. “How was your flight?” she asked as you made your way out of the airport.

“It was good. You’ll never believe who I met.” you said as you picked your bag back up, throwing it over your shoulder. You told your aunt the tale of sitting next to your favorite actor and showed her the pictures you took. You left out the part of him tickling you. She wouldn’t believe it anyway. She might think it was weird. Or weird that you enjoyed it.

“You ready for the best summer ever?” she asked linking your arm with hers.

Your mind wandered to Chris. You convinced yourself he was just being nice since you were a fan, but he wasn’t actually going to invite you to come visit him on the set of the movie he was working on. Even so, you glanced down at your phone at the selfie you had taken and then back up at your aunt.

“Born ready.”

If you only knew.

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The Runner

(Part 2 here)

A/N: Okay so I've been writing this for a while and only just finished it but I'd like to know whether you guys would like me to turn this into a series? This part works well as a stand-alone but can easily turn into a series if you would like!

Word count: 3194

Summary: The reader works as a runner on the set of Infinity War and developes a bond with Chris Evans.

(SPOILER WARNING: There is one spoiler for Infinity War in this fic, but I'm sure many of you have seen it anyway)

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“Black coffee for Mr Evans please! Black coffee!” A man called over the radio. Your ears pricked up and you ran into the kitchen to make a black coffee. You came charging back out and headed straight for Chris Evans’ dressing room, but his assistant jumped in your path.

“I’ll take that to him.” He said, snatching it out of your hand.

This was your first time working as a runner and you were starting to get the hang of the job. You had only been working there for three weeks and you had about 8 months to go. You were highly excited to work for Marvel, being a fan yourself, but you hadn’t met any of the cast or even the directors. You had caught small glimpses of them but never had any interactions. You had a lot of responsibilities as a runner - making tea and coffee, handling the paperwork, assisting anyone who needed it - and yet you were just chopped liver to everyone on set.

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Another month had passed and you had grown closer to the other runners, the kitchen staff, the cleaners and even the third assistant directors. You were far more comfortable in your job and you even had the opportunity to stand with the third assistant director and watch them film Loki’s death scene...though not your favourite thing to witness.

You still hadn’t interacted with any of the cast but you were used to that by now. It was mainly running orders for everyone and handling the secretary-type roles, which you didn’t mind doing anyway.

Call after call came over the radio with people demanding all sorts of coffees and teas and hot chocolates and cold drinks. Enough to keep you on your feet during the long days. There was a break in demands when they were setting up ready to shoot another scene so you stood with your work friends for a chat before the room had to fall silent. One of the runners let out a small gasp and directed you with their eyes. You turned around to see Chris Evans walking behind you, heading onto set. He turned to you all and gave a little nod and a smile before carrying on. Your heart fluttered. Chris Evans just acknowledged your existence. A stream of small shrieks and giggles came from your group as everyone tried to compose themselves before filming commenced. That was your day made.

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“Black coffee for Mr Evans please! Black coffee!” A man called over the radio. Same guy every day, always his assistant. You quickly marched into the kitchen to get his coffee ready before anyone else did. Strong black coffee with one sachet of sugar. You grabbed the cup, marked it with Chris’ name and strolled over to his dressing room. Once again your luck had vanished when his assistant jumped in front of you and grabbed the cup.

“The order is absolutely correct, yes?” His assistant asked, like he did every time you brought the coffee.

“She makes it the majority of the time, I’m sure she has the order right by now.” Said a voice from behind you. You turned around to find Chris Evans smiling at you. You gave a shaky smile back.

“You know, you make my coffee all the damn time and I don’t even know your name.” He said. You gave a shy giggle. There was a pause.

“So...what is your name?” He asked.

“Oh, um, sorry, yeah, it’s Y/N”, you responded.

“Y/N. Very pretty name. Well, thank you Y/N for the constant coffee. I’ll make sure you deliver them straight to me next time.” He winked at you and you giggled again. His assistant cleared his throat.

“Mr Evans you’re needed in makeup now.”

“Yes thank you Darren. And how many times do I have to tell you to call me Chris?” He huffed. He gave you one last smile and walked off. You were in heaven.

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A week had passed and you hadn’t interacted with Chris since. Every time there was a call for his coffee, you were busy doing other jobs. You had sorted out multiple paperwork, made drinks for crew members and you were currently assisting the cleaners in cleaning up a very messy set after they had stopped shooting a scene. You didn’t mind because the cleaners were all lovely people, plus it gave you a bit of a break before running all over the place. You were kneeling on the ground sweeping up the smaller bits with a dustpan and brush until a pair of feet suddenly appeared in your eyeline.

“Missed a spot” came a voice from above you. You looked up to find Chris Evans towering above you. He winked.

“You’re everywhere at the moment. I’m sure this isn’t in your job description.” He said.

“It’s not, but the more hands on deck, the quicker this gets cleaned.” You shrugged. “Plus, I don’t mind, all of these people are lovely to work with.”

Chris smiled at you and bent down to help.

“You’re an A-List celebrity, you shouldn’t be cleaning up this mess.” You said.

“You’re right. I’m far too big of a diva to clean.” He replied. He flicked a tiny stone at you and you gasped.

“Now is that any way to treat your staff?” You teased, throwing a bit of soil on him. He laughed and you continued to throw bits of rubbish at each other until Darren appeared.

“Oi! You there! What do you think you’re playing at?!” He asked you.

“Oh, I’m sorry we were just..”

“Chill Darren, I was helping her clean up and I started the rubbish fight.” Chris interrupted.

“Well, you need to be resting. You have a big scene coming up.” Darren huffed.

“It’s fine, I was resting then I got bored and now I’m having fun.” Chris responded.

“Fun? With a runner? I highly doubt that. You best head to makeup and get yourself cleaned up.” Darren said to Chris. He then shot you a glare and marched off.

“Sorry about him, he’s very pompous.” Chris apologised.

“It’s fine. I’m used to it.” You said. Even though you were used to people degrading you for being a runner, it still hurt when they did.

“Well you shouldn’t be.” Chris said. He reached out to squeeze your shoulder but was interrupted by Darren yelling “CHRIS!” at the other end of the room.

“I better go before Sir Shouts-A-Lot yells at me again.” Chris said. You let out a little laugh and watched him leave.

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Two more weeks had passed and you had only spoken to Chris on the odd occasion that he would pass you on set. Every time there was a coffee call, Darren made sure someone else made it to stop you two from interacting. You couldn’t see what his problem was but you chose not to kick up a fuss anyway.

When your break finally came around, you grabbed a cup of tea and decided to walk around the studio...just so happens that along your walk was the caravan park where all the actors stayed on set. You heard a familiar voice behind you and your heart dropped.

“Oi! What do you think you’re doing back here?”

You froze.

You slowly turned around, ready to face the wrath of Darren, when, to your surprise, Chris was standing there grinning.

“Good impression, no?” He chuckled. You let out a long sigh.

“Jesus, Chris, you nearly gave me a heart attack.” You scorned, but you couldn’t help smiling,

“On your break?” He asked, gesturing to the tea in your hand.

“Yeah, only a short one though. I get to finish early today.” You said.

“Oh nice! I’ve already wrapped for the day myself. Say, did you want to do something when you’re finished? It’s cool if not, I just thought it would be nice for us to actually talk and maybe become friends? Without the demon on my shoulder.” He said. You smiled instantly.

“I finish in 2 hours, I would love to do something!” You said, maybe a little too enthusiastically.

“Okay okay, um, I have a few movies back in the caravan if you wanna pick one later?”

“Sure, sounds like a plan. I’ll run over as soon as I’ve finished.” You smiled at him.

“It’s a date.” He winked at you and walked away.

Time was moving slower than ever. You kept checking your watch to see how much time had passed but it was only ever a couple of minutes. You decided not to look at your watch for a while and carry on with your duties. The next time you looked at your watch you had half an hour left. A wave of excitement came over you and you went back to finishing up your jobs.

Finally, the time had come.

You finished the jobs you were doing, collected your belongings and clocked out. Butterflies swarmed your stomach as you walked off set and into the caravan park. That’s when you realised you had no idea which caravan was Chris’. You walked up and down and scanned each one, careful not to look like a creep. Suddenly, the door of the caravan on your right opened and Chris stepped out.

“You’re not lost are you?” He asked, smiling.

“I wasn’t sure which was yours, they all look the same,” you said, shyly. He chuckled and invited you in.

You stepped into his caravan. There wasn’t a lot of stuff as it was only a temporary home, but it was still enough to produce a warm ambience. He gestured at you to sit down on the sofa, opposite the tv.

“I have chocolate, popcorn, sweets...salad...what do you fancy?” He asked.

“They’re all fine...except for the healthy stuff, that ruins movie time,” you said. He laughed and poured the sweets, chocolates and popcorn into separate bowls and placed them on the table in front of you.

“Drink? I’ve got fizzy drinks, water, hot chocolate, tea, milkshake...um...black coffee…” he said, you chuckled.

“A milkshake might be nice if that’s okay?” You asked, he nodded and said he was gonna have one too.

You couldn’t help the mix of nerves and excitement flowing through your body. You were sat in Chris Evans’ caravan...with Chris Evans! It really was a dream come true. You tried to calm yourself before you had a fangirl attack but it meant you came off quite shy and quiet.

“Here we are,” he said, placing the milkshakes on the table. “Are you warm enough?” he asked. You noticed you were sat on the sofa looking quite tense. You nodded.

“I’ll get blankets just in case,” Chris said. He went into his room and came out with two large blankets. He passed the softest one to you. You thanked him and adjusted yourself, taking off your shoes so you could sit cross-legged on his sofa with the blanket draped over you. This made you feel a bit more relaxed.

“So, um, what do you fancy?” he asked. You bit your tongue to stop you replying with “you”, you felt it was far too soon in your friendship to make a joke like that.

“Um, Captain America?” You joked. He giggled.

“Nuh-uh, not happening. Try again,” he said.

You had a small discussion on the types of films you like and you settled on Deadpool. Still a great Marvel film, just one that doesn’t have Chris in it so he didn’t have to stress about watching himself.

Chris put on the film and sat next to you, he grabbed his own blanket and draped it over his long legs. He offered you food and you kindly accepted. You both sat in silence whilst the film began, though you kept having to bite your lip to stop you from smiling so much.

About 45 minutes into the film, Chris started to get fidgety, so he tried to adjust himself without making too much noise. In the process of moving his hand, he accidentally scratched the sole of your foot. You let out a squeak and pulled your foot away.

“Sorry, sorry, that was an accident,” Chris said, apologetically.

“It’s okay,” you said, relaxing a bit but praying that he didn’t notice your squeak. You didn’t notice him giving you a side-eye with a puzzled expression on his face.

He sat still for a few minutes then went to adjust himself again, this time deliberately scraping his nails against your sole. You squealed louder and tucked your foot under your leg. You looked over at him and he had a wicked smirk on his face.

“You’re not ticklish by any chance, are you?” He asked, the corner of his lip curling up.

“N-no, you just made me jump,” you said, unconvincingly. He narrowed his eyes but let out a “hm” and turned back to the film.

You were a lot less relaxed now. You were ridiculously ticklish but only a handful of people knew. The trouble was, you did enjoy being tickled but you were always embarrassed by how ticklish you were. Your heart was pounding at the thought of Chris Evans discovering this weakness.

A few more minutes had passed and you couldn’t properly relax. You were still sat cross-legged but your foot was tucked further under your leg this time. Chris let out a little yawn and stretched, you flinched at his movement but still kept your cool. He noticed and tried to hide his smile. When he put his arms back under his blanket, he casually let one hand slide over and gently tickle your toes. This time you let a small giggle slip out and you clamped your mouth shut.

“I think you are ticklish,” he teased. Your heart did a somersault. He gave you a playful smirk and the nerves washed over your body. You couldn’t even find the words to speak. He reached over and grabbed your foot with one hand, pulling it out from under your leg, and he used his other hand to tickle your sole. You shrieked loudly and tried to tug your foot away but his grip was too strong. You couldn’t even twist that far away because of how you were sitting. You fell backwards into the sofa and kept giggling.

“Chrihihis plehehease,” you giggled.

“Aww look at you, you’re so ticklish,” he cooed. You lifted up your blanket to cover your bright red face.

“Oh no you dont,” he said. He stopped tickling your foot and lunged at you, pinning you down to the sofa. You screamed at the sudden attack and pulled the blanket further over your face. He shook his head and vibrated his fingers into your tummy. You shrieked loudly and used one hand to bat away his hands.

“Come on, I wanna see your face when I tickle you,” he said. Your laughter shot up an octave when he started squeezing your hips.

“Oh? Did I just find a bad spot?” He asked. You kept trying to bat him away with one hand but it was no use.

“Remove the blanket or I’m gonna make this worse for you,” he said, sternly.

“NEHEHEVER!” You shrieked under the blanket.

“Don’t say I didn’t warn you.” He shot his hands under your arms and you screamed loudly. You couldn’t keep holding the blanket over your head with him tickling deep into your armpits. You slammed your arms down and the blanket fell off you in the process.

“That’s better, I can see your face when you laugh now,” he said. The feeling of his fingers wiggling deep into your armpits was absolute torture.

“Surely it doesn’t tickle this much?” He asked. You shrieked loudly and your laughter grew more desperate with every tease.

“Does it tickle more when I mention how much it tickles?” He asked, clearly aware of what he was doing.

“SHUHUHUT UHUHUP!” You cried. He laughed with you which made it worse.

“Ohh, cootchie cootchie coo,” he said in a high pitched teasing voice. That made you scream more and frantically try and buck him off you.

You thought that would be the killer move? Oh no. Not for Chris. He picked up the pace of his wiggling fingers in your armpits and bent down to nuzzle his beard into your neck. His longer hair brushed over your ear too. This was the killer. It was absolute torture. He blew a raspberry into your neck and you fell into silent laughter. You couldn’t cope with him tickling your armpits, his beard tickling your neck and his hair tickling your ear. He laughed into your neck and the vibrations were the final straw. You started hitting his shoulder with as much force as you could and he sat back up, removing his hands.

“Sorry, I went a bit too far. Are you okay?” He asked, getting off of you. You lay there, sucking in deep breaths, and nodded. Your face was the deepest shade of red it had ever gone.

“Are you sure?” He asked, giving you a hand up.

“I...I...” you began, he looked at you with a concerned expression on his face. “I’m okay,” you breathed out. He gave you a soft smile.

You were more in shock at the fact you had just been ruthlessly tickled by Chris Evans. You couldn’t speak, your heart was pounding ten to the dozen.

“You’re quite possibly the most ticklish person I’ve ever met,” he said. Somehow your face went an even deeper shade of red.

“Aww, you’re so cute when you blush,” he cooed.

“Shut...up..” you whispered.

“Are you sure you’re okay?” He asked, shuffling closer to you.

“Yeah, I’m more than okay,” you said. He raised an eyebrow.

“Don’t tell me you liked that?” He asked, a hint of teasing in his voice. You blushed and tilted your head down.

“No. Way. You enjoyed that didn’t you?” He asked. You blushed once again and gave a very small nod.

“Just when I thought you couldn’t get more adorable,” he said. “Little Y/N enjoys being tickled.”

You looked up at him. A wave of playfulness came over you.

“I’m so gonna get you,” you said. Before he could protest, you launched yourself at him and tackled him to the sofa. You wasted no time in squeezing his sides.

The laughter that came out of him was one you had never heard before. It was so warm and genuine and it only made you want to tickle him more. You giggled at his weak state and switched between tickling his sides, armpits, tummy and ribs to see which one made him laugh the most. It was clear that he was enjoying himself too.

“Aww is Chris ticklish too?” You cooed, surprised at your sudden confidence. You were met with a chorus of begs and pleads but you couldn’t stop yourself tickling him.

It was a really cute afternoon with just the two of you. But you were both too distracted to see who was outside the caravan, watching as you both ruthlessly tickled each other.

Darren.

#tickle fic #avengers tickle fic #ler!chris evans #lee!reader

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Update on how many unique characters you’ve received?

As usual, super long list, so here we go!

These characters have two+ (2+) submissions, and are likely to be included.

Vriska Serkat

Eridan Ampora

Shiver

Kokichi Ouma

Haiji Towa

Minoru Mineta

Simon

Boston

Bill Cipher

John Gaius

Regal Farseer

Ayin

Kylo Ren

Mal

Jurgen Leitner

Merlin

Darkstalker

Kyubey

Ty Betteridge

Sasuke Uchiha

Dazai Osamu

Glenn Quagmire

Rose Quartz

Makima

c!Dream

Izzy Hands

Akio Ohtori

Katsuki Bakugo

Bramblestar

Michael

Don Quixote Doflamingo

Elias Bouchard/Jonah Magnus

Ansem the Wise

Kusaka Masato

Azula

The Metatron

Evan Hansen

Stella Goetia

Pierce Hawthorne

Le’garde

Lance Dubois

Santa Claus

Meenah Peixes / Her Imperious Condescension

Greg Heffley

Tony Stark

Donald Trump

Jace Herondale / Wayland / Lightwood / Morgenstern

Teddy / Kuma

Mr. Bungee

Julia Mazzone

Sentinel Prime

William Afton

Cullen Rutherford

Shou Tucker

Junko Enoshima

Ardyn Izunia

Sosuke Aizen

Happosai

Simon Laurent

Caillou

Ōchi Fukuchi

Jin Guanyao

Micah Bell

Cici

These characters have been submitted only once, and have a lower chance of being accepted.

Michael Scott

Detective Saracusa

Paul Von Oberstein

Box

Damian Wayne

Cersei Iannister

Shredder

Splinter

John ‘Jack’ Seward

Akane

Abyss Sibling

House

Nickel

Julie-Sue

Tim Drake

Xisuma

Dr. John ‘Jack’ Seward

Hisoka

Gra’ha Tia

Elias Ainsworth

Trishna

Erlina and Brugaves

Five Pebbles

The Entirety Of Homestuck

Willy Stampler

Miguel O’Hara

Medusa Gorgon

Gamzee Makara

Rohan Kishibe

Teruhashi Makoto

Gordon Blackwall

Rebecca Costwolds

Dio

Anakin Skywalker

Sigma Kilm

Caesar Clown

Shiki Tohno/Nanaya

Mori Ougai

Asuka

Marlon

Pencil

Touichiro Suzuki

Alexander Hamilton

Georg Weissmann

Dean Winchester

The Operator

Kromer

Scrappy Doo

Foreman Oyun

The Eleventh Doctor

Any Character From Welcome to Nightvale

Will Shuester

Marie

Silver Spoon

Jayne Cobb

Byakuya Togami

Prince Louis

Coco

Princess Daisy

Light Yagami

The Pale King

Yoshiharu Hisomu

Himiko Toga

Sebastian Mechaelias

Mystery Hunter (Jeremiah Hartley)

Muzan Kibutsuji

Clara Oswald

Ranpo Edogawa (Beast)

Heath cliff

Inspector Tobias Greyson

Roland

Huey Emmerich

Tom Wambsgans

Yuri Briar

Jacopo Bearzatti

Quiche

Alastor

Meredith Rodney McKay

Every Single Country In 1993

Cicero

Val Velocity

Jiren

Noor Pradesh

Blackbeard

Kristoph Gavin

Morris

Dan Moroboshi

Muu Kusunoki

Julia

Shen Jiu

April O’Neil (2012)

Johnny

Adam

Ronaldo

Makoto Itou

Ianthe Tridentarius

Disembodied Voice

Viren

Spamton

George Wickham

Floch

The New Ninja

Sakazuki Akainu

Petyr Baelish / Littlefinger

Childe

Wen Chao

Stormcaller

Chibiusa

Ashfur

Dimitri Alexandre Blaiddyd

James T. Kirk

Billy

Mikan Tsumuki

Teruteru

Orochi

Millions Knives

The Mage

Lotor

Otto Apocalypse

Sanji

Woodes Rogers

Zeke Jaeger

Dean Venture

Absalom

Aloise Trancey

Cynte

Akito Sohma

Pierre

Monokubs (Except Monodam)

Edelgard

Chrollo Lucifer

Chloe Bourgeois

Zhou Zishu

Wanderer/Scaramouche

Elon Musk

Il Dottore

Goeffry St. John

Nikola Tesla

Louie

Ogai Mori

Astarion

Mary Keay

Dr. Henry Miller

Booker

Voice In The Calm Ad On Spotify

Akechi Goro

Victor Frankenstein

Five

Riley Finn

Anyone From The Locked Tomb

Elias Ainsworth

Nefera DeNile

Angel Dust

Blitzo Buckzo

The Once-Ler

Moash

Zenos Galvus

Marvin Falsettos

Solf J. Kimblee

Father / Dwarf In The Glass

Henry the Eighth

Aranea Serkat

Bro-Strider

Caliborn / Lord English

Feferi Peixes

Skizzleman

Black Pete

Narumi

Cozy Glow

Holly Blue Agate

Every Genshin Impact Character Ever

Drew

Dio (Zero Escape)

Matou Shinji

Chris McClain

Thistleclaw

Rumpelstiltskin

Ruruka Ando

Sheldon Cooper

Buck Cluck

Valens Van Varro

Verstael Besithia

Kevin

France (Hetalia)

Tumblr Staff

Slayer

Volgin

Yumichika Ayasegawa

Roshi

Chibiusa

Akio Himemiya

Ali Lectric

Rafe Cameron

Raven Queen

Duke

Sandy

Everyone In Romeo And Juliet

Bella Swan

Haiji Senri

Tsumugi Aoba

Vivienne Medranno’s Impsona

Buzz McCallister

Eugene Coli

Live Action Buggy

Aizen Sosuke

Kyouichi Saionji

Ibara Saegusa

Yu Ziyuan

Mahiru Koizumi

The Little Palace Mistress

Eichi Tenshouin

The Old Palace Master

Rafal

Jonah Magnus

Queen Scarlet

Nanami Kiryuu

Hiyoko Saionji

God

Roger

Judo

Ken

Steven Universe

#mod speaks #not a poll #most hated blorbo bracket #ask answered #I would cry #trying to tag all these characters

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Outnumbered (avengers cast x reader)

Hi!! First of all, I love your writing it’s AMAZING. I was hoping to request a fix where the reader finally gets to go to a reunion with the avengers cast (like evans, Tom Holland, Sebastian Stan, Lizzie, Scarlett,etc.) this would probably take place for whenever covid is no longer an issue. And with everyone together in one place a big tickle fight ensues with the reader being the main target 😊 not sure if you right for the actors or just the characters but just thought I’d send in this idea. Thank you so much!

I’m SO sorry this took literally forever!! I’m sorry if it doesn’t include every single cast member, I’m still learning how to write with multiple lers/lees! I hope you enjoy!

“So, what you’re saying is, you actually missed us?”

You could hear the teasing grin in RDJ’s voice from behind you as you stood at the kitchen counter, pouring yourself a small glass of red wine. You rolled your eyes playfully, spinning on your heel to face him.

You were overjoyed to finally have this reunion with your best friends. With over a year of quarantine and a vaccine finally being distributed, the COVID-19 pandemic was finally finding its way to an end. And with it, isolation began coming to an end as well.

“I guess.” you hummed, taking a sip of your wine. You thought about your next remark before swallowing. “But I don’t miss Evans scaring me all the time, that’s for sure.”

From the living room, you heard Evans bark out a laugh. “You never get used to it!” he yelled back, folding one leg over the other as he lounged back on the couch.

You shook your head and strutted into the living room, eyeing the fully occupied sofa where Tom and Anthony sat next to Chris Evans. “Move over and let a gal rest her legs, will you boys?” you asked, pouting slightly.

“Only if you say you missed us.” Tom gave a cheeky smile, taking a large gulp of his wine.

“Holland, you’re supposed to sip it, you unholy swine!” you proclaimed, setting your glass down on the coffee table so you could cross your arms. Everyone began to snicker at your sass.

“Who gave him alcohol?” Anthony piped up. “Someone get this kid a juice box.”

“I’m 24!” Tom protested, glaring over at Mackie. “You’re an ass.”

“Whats a girl gotta do to find a seat around here?” you groaned, turning to the other couch where Scarlett and Elizabeth were perched. They both immediately scooted in opposite directions, leaving a space in the middle for you.

“See? The ladies always have my back.” you glared at the boys, sulking as you sat between the two girls. “Where’s Sebby?” you asked, suddenly noticing Sebastian’s absence.

“Probably on his phone on the toilet.” Tom giggled, pantomiming typing on a phone and pretending to be engrossed in it. Evans slapped his shoulder.

“If you guys aren’t busy talking shit, maybe I’ll join the party.” you heard Sebastian Stan himself proclaim as he appeared at the hallway entrance. “And y/n, you know I hate being called Sebby.”

“But I haven’t seen you in ages, Sebby!” you retorted, unable to hide your grin. “This quarantine had my memory a little rusty. Perhaps yours is even worse, considering you’re canonically 106 when you’re Bucky.”

“Watch it.” he warned, pointing at you. “I’ll still get you.” he took on a threatening tone.

You raised an eyebrow challengingly. “I’m not scared of you.” you sassed, folding your arms across your chest. You could practically feel the playful tension that began to fill the room. On your right, Scarlett barked out a laugh.

“Oh y/n, you must never learn.” she shook her head, wrapping an arm around your shoulders casually. She leaned close to your ear and whispered “Everybody in this room knows something that could end you.”

At her words, you felt your stomach drop and heat rise to your cheeks. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” you mumbled, though you knew you were already defeated. Especially when you glanced up to see Sebastian stepping towards you with a menacing grin.

You felt Lizzie wrap her arms around you from the other side. “You don’t, do you?” she feigned shock, resting her head against your shoulder. “I think she needs a reminder, don’t you guys?”

You could feel everybody’s eyes on you, your heart pounding in your chest, and the burning in your face. You knew exactly what was coming, and yet, you couldn’t bring yourself to protest. It had been such a long time since..

“You know what happens when you cross us, y/n.” Sebastian snapped you out of your thoughts, and you immediately began to squirm when he lifted his arms and began to wiggle his fingers threateningly. Elizabeth’s grip on you instantly tightened, and you found yourself stuck.

“W-Wait!” you gasped, letting out a squeal when Scarlett’s fingers began to ghost over the side of your neck. You shrugged up your shoulder, but she only responded by switching to the other side.

“Oh, now you want to protest?” RDJ suddenly spoke up from the other side of the room, his face remaining stone cold as he spectated. “It’s no secret that you practically beg for this every single time.”

“Exactly!” Seb exclaimed, his fingers gripping your sides and squeezing ruthlessly. “It must have been so hard for you, having to wait for this for so long!”

You shook your head, giggles bubbling through your gritted teeth. “Y-You’re all crahahazy!” you cried, still squirming in Elizabeth’s grip.

“Crazy?” Evans suddenly gasped from behind the couch, nearly making you jump out of your skin. He must have snuck back there whilst you were occupied with your other three assailants. “How rude of you!”

You shrieked when you felt his fingers dig into your shoulders, your hands immediately flying up to shove at them as you shrunk back against the couch, squeezing your eyes shut. “Stohop! I hate all of yohohou!”

“Poor baby y/n,” Elizabeth’s voice crooned in your ear. “I can’t imagine the torture it must have been, needing tickles for so long but having no way to get them.”

You swore you could feel your entire body heat up at her words, and you screamed when she suddenly began blowing into your ear, and Sebastian’s menacing fingers switched to your knees. You kicked your legs about in a fit of laughter.

“STOHOP! NOHOHO!” you choked out, now thrashing desperately. Four people tickling you at once was almost too much for you to handle. Almost.

“But you loooove it!” Evans exclaimed from behind you, his hands moving down to shake his fingers into your ribcage.

“TOHOM! HELP MEHEHE!” you reached out to someone, anyone. “ANTHONY!”

Both men glanced at each other, the same grin crossing their faces.

“No thanks.” Anthony folded his arms behind his head. “I’m having a good time with Holland over here.”

“Sorry y/n.” Tom shook his head. “I don’t want to fall victim to those creeps.”

“Keep that kind of talk up and you will.” Sebastian glared back at him, making Holland raise his hands in surrender and roll his eyes.

“GUHUYS!” you screamed. “I CAHANT BREATHE!”

Slowly, the tickles began to stop. You felt Elizabeth’s grip on you loosen, and you immediately jumped off of the couch, collapsing onto the floor and taking in huge gulps of air. You buried your red face into the carpet, unable to look at anyone.

“Now look what you guys did! You broke them!” RDJ exclaimed, gesturing to you.

“I... I-I hate you guys.” you huffed, slowly sitting up. You dusted yourself off, regaining your composure. “Now, who’s first on my revenge list?” you glared at Scarlett, Elizabeth, Chris, and Sebastian.

“Not it!” Chris exclaimed, raising his hands. You narrowed your eyes at him.

“Thanks for volunteering.” you grinned, advancing towards him.

“WAIT! I’M INNOCENT!” Chris exclaimed as he took off across the house, with you hot on his heels.

You had definitely missed this. Though, you could never admit it.

#avengers cast fic #avengers cast tickle fic #sfw tickle fic #marvel tickle fic #marvel tickles #sfw tickle #tom holland #chris evans #scarlett johansen #elizabeth olsen #RDJ #anthony mackie #sebastian stan #scarlet writes #lee!reader #ler!chris #ler!scarlett #ler!elizabeth #ler!sebastian

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