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[neptaniux]

These two are keeping me alive, I like shipping they... 😅

[alaricwrites]

5 6 18 20!!!

5. What kinds of personalities do you find yourself playing most often?

I tend to play extremes. Which is probably just because that’s who I am as a person. The character is either the biggest dickhead you’ve ever seen or a softie through and through. I’ve had some in-between characters but they don’t tend to be as memorable to me. 

6. Who are some of your favorite faceclaims right now?

I’m not sure if this means that I’m playing or not but of people I’m not playing... catch me crying about Elizabeth Olsen on the daily. I also love Jon Bernthal, Tommy Martinez, Elizabeth Lail, Michael B. Jordan, and Tyler Hoechlin. Of who I’m playing, obvi I love them all-- Luke Mitchell, Skeet Ulrich and Diane Guerrero.

18. What is your favorite plot you’ve played out?

I’ve got so so many over the last 8 years. I really loved when Quinlan antagonized the other residents of the compound back in the day and got himself beat up and Addy fixed him up even though he was an asshole because they got married and had babies <3 But also, I love the dynamic between Maddox and Reina -- WHERE YOU AT, KATE? It’s just so soft and Maddox loves his momma. Then there’s the Unholy Trinity and their bond and I love that. But I also appreciate all my plots so always!!!

20. What is the most cringeworthy plot/character you have ever played out?

Man, one time, my character was the wife of another player’s character and we had written our bios together and like centered my lady’s world around this relationship. Like a few weeks in, I was working a 16 hour shift and my ship partner dropped my ass like a bad habit because I was ‘inactive’ and I had to like COMPLETELY shift my character and everything about her and I was SO MAD.

Okay, secondarily. I just remembered after I typed the first story where I was Gale Hawthorne in my first Tumblr RP (THG obvi) and the Rue player GODMODDED Gale peeing his pants in her reply and had Rue run around and tell everyone and I was like ????????????????????? Anyways, that I just had to say. 

[jenniferjcreau]

chevans replied to your post: me watchin everyone from lomk say they love their...

listen to me rn i started crying last night over the thought of never playing ollie again like i MADE MYSELF UPSET i love this gd group and these characters…like i’m about to cry AGAIN BRUH

odont fucking do this to me bucky i cant cry right now but I GUESS I AM..........

[blamswift]

chevans with 21

GET ON TOP OF ME.

Pairing: Mike Chang / Sam Evans (Chevans)

Words: 1,338

Rating: T

Mike is stressing out over his dance performance. Sam just wants to calm him down.

Prompt: “Get on top of me. Now you know what to do”

Read it on Ao3 by clicking HERE

[fishyandclintbarton]

Dork (affectionately)

[fishyandclintbarton]

Chris banging out Don't Stop Believin' on the piano is everything i have ever needed in life.

#GoPetunias

[katherine-mcnamara]

dropping in to say that u r the BEST and i appreciate the hard work u put into your resources so much ❤️ the community has ur back and we adore u ALWAYS ❤️

NO YOU'RE NOT ALLOWED TO BE SO SWEET I WILL CRY!!!!, Also I adore you and your resources to pieces also so just jaskdfjfdf 😭😭😭💕💕💕

[fishyandclintbarton]

Soft Chris Evans Sort Of Meet Cute Ficlet

OK, you asked for it (you didn’t actually, but here they are anyway). Christopher Robert Evans is the softest boy and i will die on this hill. 

Meeting Chris would involve:

Meeting him when he’s drunk a the party of mutual friend and he’s doing that thing where he keeps his grabbing his crotch while he’s dancing. It makes you laugh and he notices.

His Boston accent is strong when he asks you what you keep laughing at

You make a joke about why he keeps having to check if his dick is still attached and it makes him do that big belly laugh of his and grab his left  boob.

“What, you need to check that your tits are still there too or somethin’?”

You end up playing beer pong and getting drunk enough not to care that the slurring, 250lbs of beefcake very earnestly telling about how infinite space is, is that Chris 

You both end up passing out together under the beer pong table

He somehow ends up writing his number on the inside of your arm at some point during the evening, although you can’t remember when.

And where did he even get the Sharpie from?!

You stare at the number for what feels like hours as you stand in your bathroom, desperate to wash the smell of beer and cigarette smoke off you in the shower.

You eventually put his number in your phone under ‘Left Boob’

It takes you nearly 2 days to work up the courage to text him

You absolutely do not think about how blue his eyes are whislt you wait to see if he texts you back

Getting to know Chris as a friend would include:

Getting in to a lot of trouble together because you both competitive assholes so are very much into the whole “anything you can do, i can do better’ mentality.

Which has resulted over the years with broken bones, the police being called and, the absolute worst, being scolded by Chris’ mother like you’re both 5 year olds.

People mistaking you both for a couple because Chris isn’t shy about showing his affection when it comes to his loved ones, and that includes his friends.

He’ll hold your hand when you’re out in public, put his arm around your shoulders, kiss you hello on the cheek, and lend you his hoodies when you’re cold.

You’ve even been caught napping together curled up on the couch with Chris as the big spoon.

If he stays over, he sleeps in your bed, mainly because you’ll stay up well into the very early morning talking about anything and everything until you both pass out.

Dodger approves of you within the first 2 seconds of you meeting, mainly because you sat right down on the damp grass of Chris’ lawn so that Dodge could trample all over you and lick your face with excited whines because he just got a new friend.

Deciding to go for a drive at 1am just because. You don’t really say anything to each other, just content to listen to the radio and feel the humid air on your faces and enjoy being in each other’s company

Getting drunk and making everyone listen to you both duet the  Little Mermaid in it’s entirety

Sneaking a lil’ spritz of Chris cologne when you steal one of hoodies (again). You don’t see him being secretly smug about the fact that, not only are you wearing his clothes, but you smell like him too.

Your closest friends dropping not very subtle hints about how you two would make the perfect couple if you’d just pull your heads outta your asses.

Getting a phone call at ass crack o’clock because Chris is over tired, over worked and over stressed and in the middle of a panic attack. You help him to calm down and then stay on the phone with him as he falls asleep. You hang up when you can can hear him snoring gently.

Catching Chris staring at you if you’re both out with friends, looking at him questioningly, and then watching him blush like a teenager when Scott says something in his ear with one of his sly grins.

Getting a Valentine’s card with some of Dante’s (your first and deepest love) poetry and the biggest bouquet of flowers you’ve ever seen, but not knowing who sent them.

Chris suddenly starting to act a little weird around you, nervous almost. And he starts blushing more than usual. A lot more than usual.

He also stops holding your hand as much, or staying over. Or even spending as much time with you as he usually does whenever he’s not working.

You start freaking out because he’s your best friend so you march right up to him and give him a piece of your mind for being such an asshole.

“I KNOW, I’M SORRY! I’M BEING AN ASSHOLE!

“But why? Was it something i did?

“No, of course not, it’s just that....I....i mean....”

Scott chooses that moment to walk through the kitchen and says as he walks past:

“What he means is that he’s in love with you and has been for years but has always been too chicken shit to do anything about it. You're both welcome.”

Dating Chris Evans would include:

After Chris’ (via Scott) revelation, you start tentatively dating. Turns out that after a super awkward first date, nothing has changed except that now you kiss each other. A lot. Like, all the time a lot.

And jesus fucking christ can the boy kiss

You also discover just how much of a hopeless romantic Chris is.

There are flowers at your door every Monday morning, single red roses whenever you’re on a date together. He pulls out your chair for you when you go to dinner, writes you little love notes and hides them around your apartment. He buys your favourite cookies when he knows you’re sad, rubs your feet when you’ve had a long day at work, runs you baths heaped with bubbles and candles.

Then there was the day you came home from a 3 day work trip to find a trail of rose petals and candles leading from your hallway to your bedroom where you found him sprawled on your bed holding 2 glasses of champagne.

That’s the night he asks you to move in with him.

He doesn’t even finish the sentence before you launched yourself at him squealing “YES!”

The first thing you do is buy him a new set of bedsheets because he’s had the same blue striped ones since you met him

You and Dodger both mope when he has to be away filming.

But it’s so good when he comes home.

And you wouldn’t trade your life now for anything.

Not even when you’re practically shitting yourself with nerves on the red carpet at the Oscars after having to be literally sown into your outfit.

Chris starts acting all squirrely again in the run up to Thanksgiving one year, and all your old insecurities come flooding back.

Its especially bad when you’re at the Evans family house for the day itself and Chris keeps disappearing.

You ask Scott, but he just shrugs and says he doesn’t know.

You absolutely don’t trust the glint in his eyes.

You’re all out in the garden under blankets with hot chocolate, but Chris is somewhere in the house (again).

Lisa catches the worried look on your face and puts her hand over yours.

“I promise you, there’s nothing to worry about”

And you suddenly realise where Scot got that mischievous look from.

Dodger comes trotting out of the house (followed by Chris looking nervous as hell), and right up to you wearing a litl’ bowtie and looking adorable.

When he stops in front of you, you notice something attached to his newest fashion accessory because whatever it is catches the light.

“Wotcha got there bubba?”

When you reach down to see what it is, you notice that it’s a ring. A simple, but very sparkly diamond solitaire ring. The ring that you saw in an antique shop when Chris took you to Nantucket on a surprise weekend away to see all the Fall colours.

“You remembered...”

“I actually bought it that weekend”

“That was nearly a year ago!”

“Yeah, well....”

He gets down on one knee, both him and Dodger looking up at you with their big eyes and earnest faces.

Like you’re gonna say no to that....

Sorry, this was supposed to just be soft Chris headcanons, but it morphed into something else and got away from me.

(gifs are not mine to credit to the owner. i found them in the tumblr gif finder thingy)