“Your pet as a Marvel superhero” for Activity #2 of @marvelpetbingo. Not my pets this time, but hopefully that’s not an issue lol. Definitely gonna do a couple more of these, so if you guys have cute, funny or unique looking pets send me pictures!
We got the canine guardians of the galaxy are from @sleepingwithroaches, and the beautiful Loki cat is from @ixalit
On the third day of Christmas, my true love sent to me...
@ixalit
Max has such a way with words! He has some of the most beautiful fics and they make your heart ache in all the right ways! I could go on and on, but check out his works and see for yourself! Bonus: check out his poetry on tumblr!
Hannah’s Favorites: Hiraeth, just love me, how this world would be, can you feel my heart beating
To Read List: slippin’ through the cracks, it’s not like a tree
What are your favorite moments from the new video?
Oh bless you for this question, darling! I’m just OVERFLOWING with love and affection for Chris (and Paul) right now, having just finished the video, so I’m so happy to get a legit opportunity to gush about it for a minute 😂 What a ride, huh? Paul is such a sweetheart and they both clearly hate doing interviews this way, but they made it better for each other and they’re just so sweet and generous, both of them 💙 Okay, so some of my favourite moments:
Just every single moment where Chris laughed. I mean. His laugh is EVERYTHING.
Every single time Chris used a big word, and he uses a LOT of them (so much so that Paul even called him out on it, which was just fantastic 😂 - I have also figured out he has a couple of words and expressions he really loves and uses a lot, such as capricious, nexus, serpentine, quotidian, mercurial, letting the tail wag the dog, cut the cloth according to... And probably many more hahaha)
The whole Grease video thing was fantastic, the way he just cracked up seeing the video, I mean... AND HE BETTER COME THROUGH WITH THAT VIDEO SOON, THIS FREAKIN’ TEASE
The moment where he mentioned Sebastian by name twice, in between mentions of all the other marvel peeps who he addressed by their last names (at least all the men)... Just the way his voice sounds when he says Sebastian makes me all 🥰 CUTIES.
When he complimented Paul and was like “Did you have something you wanted to say to me?” and Paul went “No, no, not really.” lol
When Paul said he took mental notes to remember all his scenes etc. and Chris went “THAT’S UNBELIEVABLE” like the biggest most adorable dork ever.
When Chris gushed about how good Steve Rogers is and then was like ‘you end up feeling really bad about yourself!’ Oh my god, baby, you’re SUCH a good human, are you kidding me ❤️
When he said he could easily have the same thing for breakfast for 10 years, because I FELT THAT. As well as him saying that he can be incredibly varied sometimes, or incredibly quotidian for a long time, and not mind. That’s literally me, and I love that he’s like that too.
The whole Boggle thing was so so so funny. How he remembered how Ruffalo got ‘asbestos’ and then cracked up about it!
How he talked about being competitive at games, but not in his job (good boy!) and then Paul asked, how about with your family, and he just said “Oh, fuck them.” without missing a beat 🤣
The moment where he (re)confirmed being a sappy, affectionate drunk (well, “drunk”, he said “give me three beers” lol)
“Paul, what’s your penis-size?”
When he gushed about his dad, and the wonderful relationship he has with him, and the fact that he had such a loving, secure happy childhood, and when he talked about what it must be like loving your kid and your family so much and how amazing it is to love someone so much you would defy anything for them, I just... my HEART. How very Steve Rogers of you, Christopher.
When he petted Dodger 🥺
When he gushed about his love for football with Paul and he got SO ENTHUSIASTIC, like a massive SPORTS BRO, why is he like this??
“What are you, a fuckin’ professor?” UGHHH
So yeah, it was just a terrible, terrible interview and I’m currently deceased. RIP me 💔
Hey! I’ve been searching for this forever, and figured I’d try here. So I’m pretty sure the fic I’m looking for is Stucky, but it might have been evanstan (it’s been awhile). Bucky/Seb is a rich ceo type and his car breaks down in the middle of nowhere near a small town. I’m pretty sure Steve/Chris is either a mechanic or owns the tow truck company...? They dislike each other at first, but Bucky/Seb needs to stay with Steve/Chris while his car gets fixed and they bond. Thanks!!
This one?
A Hard Case of You by Chiyume (oneshot | 21,759 | E)
James Buchanan “Bucky” Barnes, seasoned lawyer at Shield Legal Services, New York City office, is in a bad mood.
He’s driving down the I-90 from Buffalo in his sleek black company car, AC running on cool to keep the air from growing stuffy. He’s got his jaw set in that particular way he knows will cause him a major headache in a few hours, but right now the last thing on his mind is his own future discomfort.
In which Bucky's car breaks down when he's already feeling his worst, and he's forced to seek help from whatever's nearby. Luckily, Rogers' Auto Repair isn't too far away, and everyone seems very enthusiastic about recommending the place. But when Bucky gets there, he has a hard time seeing the professional the whole town's been speaking of so fondly...
I would like to confirm that @riricitaa @howdoyousleep3 @ixalit, Sebastian Stan & my tumblr have all been conspiring together to turn me into a cat person! I ain't complaining 😉 But it's like I am cheating on my non-existent dream dog with all the cat-love I've been feeling lately
💝send this to 5 people you appreciate and love💝 💖💜💖💛💖
Awww, thank you!! <333 It’s an honor!
Hmm - want a piece of the Autumn fluff-with-porn-and-emotions Evanstan?
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The air’s heady with autumn, suffused by fall. Pumpkin spice and chai lattes and green vine-scent. Wood-carving and pies and rich brown earth and grey skies. Children laughing, craft fair vendors calling out hello, and sunflowers nodding back. Sebastian breathes it all in, and writes it into his memories forever.
Chris’s hand remains with him: at his elbow, at his back, touching his shoulder to direct his attention. They chat with some guests; Sebastian asks about their favorite parts of the festival. They chat with a few staff members, overseeing events and activities; Sebastian asks about what they do, why they love the Evans Family Farm so much. He takes notes: community, they say, and tradition and family, and the fun of fall, and sharing the fun with so many people. Love and pride radiate from every answer, and from Chris’s shoulders.
Chris loves this too, and loves sharing it, he knows. With guests. With family. With him.
They attempt the corn maze, waving at an Evans cousin who’s watching over the opening. Cornsilk and stalks stretch above Sebastian’s head, and he’s not quite immediately lost but definitely out of his depth. Green and gold leaves rustle, and some other people chatter up ahead, but no one’s in sight.
He says, “Left or right?”
“Unfair,” Chris says, “I can’t tell you. You pick.”
Sebastian narrows eyes at him. “You’d better actually know the way out, because if I end up dying of starvation in a corn maze, it’s your fault.”
“I know the way out,” Chris dismisses airily. “But we’re giving you the experience.”
“It all looks the same.”
“Like…corn?”
“Shut up,” Sebastian complains, “we’re going left,” and pulls Chris that way.
Left and then another left proves to be a dead end, but that’s okay, because Chris laughs and puts both hands into Sebastian’s hair and holds him in place for a sudden electric rainshower of kisses, a transcendence of kisses, kisses that plunge in with tongue and conquer Sebastian’s mouth and plunder and lay a claim. Chris nibbles his lower lip, growls a rumble of Sebastian’s name, dives back in.
Sebastian’s dick’s rock-hard in his jeans, and he doesn’t even care that other people might walk around that same corner, he doesn’t care because Chris doesn’t seem to care and he’s Chris’s, he’d come in his pants if Chris put a hand on him and stroked him and ordered him to, he’d get on his knees in the dirt and suck Chris’s cock until Chris came, hands tugging Sebastian’s hair just like that.
One big hand wanders down to grab Sebastian’s ass, to pull their bodies closer. Chris is hard as well, arousal blatant and unmissable. Sebastian makes a completely instinctive noise and rocks their hips together.
Chris smirks, pulling back. “Corn mazes a turn-on?”
“You’re a turn-on. I think I love corn mazes. I love making out with you in corn mazes. I probably shouldn’t say what I want to do to you where other people can hear.”
“Show me later.” Chris looks him up and down, and brushes some possibly imaginary dust from Sebastian’s sweater, pausing to rub mock-accidentally against his dick on the way. “Looks like you’re seriously enjoying the corn. Like you might appreciate a good…shucking.”
“Oh god,” Sebastian says, more a groan than a protest. “My…ears.” And he takes absolute pride in the way Chris doubles over laughing. “How do we get back to where we were, anyway?”
“Come on.” Chris takes his hand. “It’s not that hard. There’s a pattern to it, I swear. And we do send people in to make sure no one’s getting seriously lost.”
“That doesn’t make me feel better.”
“I’d never let you get lost.” Chris squeezes his hand. “You trust me, right?”
