Back in 2011 a friend of mine showed me a Youtube video of two men roleplaying in Minecraft. I ended up watching the whole series of SoI and the Yogscast became a part of my everyday life.
Now, almost 6 years later, I often find myself looking back (sometimes at old fan arts) thinking about all that’s happened and changed in my life and in the group/company. It’s been quite the journey and I’m glad I became a fan back then! I’m thankful for every Yogscast member, the fandom itself and for being able to share fan art with you throughout the years!
also I have no idea what happened in 2014, maybe I hibernated the whole year
You sat around with everyone, watching as Chris not-so-subtly flirted with Beth. He was making her laugh which caused him to smile. You get it, you really do. Beth is really pretty - gorgeous even but the thing is, you like Chris and have for a while now.
As he continued to flirt with Beth you felt your fists clench and you let out a long breath. You could deal with it, you could until he lent over and ran his thumb over her cheekbone with an adoring smile.
That was it. You hit the top of the table, grabbing everyone’s attention. “Why don’t you guys get a damn room?” you snap.
You get up and leave the room, not noticing the startled looks everyone was giving you. Once you disappear into the break room, Chris smiles at Beth.
“You think it worked?” he questioned.
“It had to.”
Chris nods his head before getting up, following you. He opens the door and spots you leaning your head on the little fridge and he smiles.
“What was that all about?” he asked, shutting the door behind him.
You turn around. “What was what all about?”
“Your little outburst.” he walks so that he’s standing in front of you.
“You’ve got to be a major idiot if you don’t know.” you shake your head as you run you fingers through your hair.
“Then enlighten me.” he smiled.
“No thanks, I’ll pass.” you respond, making your way to the door. “I’ve got to go. Commander Lewis needs-”
“Why’re you trying to leave? All I asked was what that little outburst was-”
“I like you, you squid!” you shout, flailing your arms around. “There! You happy?! I said it!”
Chris bites his bottom lip. “Did you just… call me a squid?” he then lets out a loud ‘pfft’ before bursting into laughter. You stand there, glaring at him as he continued to laugh.
“Chris,” you snap, crossing your arms.
He looks at you and slowly but surely his laughter dies down. “Oh um…” he clears his throat. “I’m not supposed to laugh, right?” you huff and throw a small bag of chips at him, making him laugh again. “If it means anything, I don’t like Beth. I like you. She was just helping me by making you jealous. I wanted to know if you felt something for me before making a move.”
You glare at him, throwing another bag of chips. “Why couldn’t you talk to me like a normal human being!”
“Sweetheart,” he spoke, standing in front of you. “We both know I’m far from normal.”
“Don’t be like that, you know it’s impossible for me to fly out to LA and attend this premiere with you and then fly back and not miss my final exam! It’s just humanly impossible!” You sighed into the phone while laying on your back on the bed, your legs propped up on the wall next to it.
Tom has asked you a few ago to be his date for the premiere of his new movie and you truly wanted to go but it took place in LA and you had your final exam the next day and even if you tried you would miss it. The event was in 2 days, meaning you’d have to leave tonight or tomorrow morning if you wanted to go. Sadly, Tom didn’t seem to understand your point of view and started getting mad like it was your fault.
“We can figure something out! You could leave right after the premiere ends and go catch a plane! I’m sure it will be fine.” He sounded angry and kind of disappointed, feeling like he wasn’t important enough for you.
“Tom, are you listening to what I’m saying? You’re acting like you don’t know the difference in time zones, and have you considered the plane being delayed? I can’t risk it, Tom. If I miss that exam, I don’t know if and when I would be able to take it again, you know that. Why can’t you understand my point of view? It’s not my fault…” Your eyes were filling with tears, the feeling of guilt washing over you. He was blaming you for something that you didn’t have control over and you started thinking it was actually your fault. If the exam wasn’t so damn important, you wouldn’t have hesitated at all and you’d be already there with him.
“But this is important for me, okay? I want you to be here with me, I want you to support me!” His loud voice made you close your eyes for a few seconds and take a big breath.
“I can’t be there, Tom. I’m sorry. This is also important for me, you know?”
“Whatever, have fun studying for your stupid exam.” And with that he ended up the call, not giving you a chance to say anything back. He was usually very understanding and has never acted like this before which made you think that maybe the distance and his growing career started to change him and his feeling for you.
You were younger than Tom, still going to school and that never seemed to be the problem. The two of you always made it work, visiting each other whenever you could. Maybe he had a bad day this time? Whatever it was, it sure as hell made you feel like a big disappointment.
You spent the entire night overthinking that conversation with him than studying, which in the morning made you even more stress, leaving you with only one day to revise anything.
The time difference between you two was about 6 or 7 hours and while you were already awake it meant that Tom was still sleeping. You got ready, ate breakfast, went for a quick walk to breathe in some fresh air then came home and took your books out, going over the most important things for the exam. During your dinner break you sent him a text, wondering if he was still mad at you but he didn’t respond. You went back to studying, feeling a little more distracted, checking your phone every few minutes.
In the evening you tried calling Tom, wanting to hear his voice and hoping to hear some words of reassurance, wishing you good luck on the finals the next morning. Of course, he didn’t pick up the call so you gave up and went to take a shower and went to bed, not really wanting to stay late the night before the exam. Before you actually tried falling asleep, you sent him another text that said “Have fun at the premiere. Hope everything goes well! x”
All the way in LA, Tom wasn’t actually very happy with himself. After your conversation he was questioning himself, wondering whether he was right or not but he got called by his team and he focused on his work.
During the night, even though he was very tired, he couldn’t fall asleep. He was thinking about you and wondered why you wouldn’t want to come visit him. Maybe you weren’t in love with him anymore? Maybe you had found someone else? Someone better? Instead of thinking rationally, he started making up stories in his mind, telling himself that maybe you wanted to spend more time with that Marcus guy that you used to have small study sessions with. Before he fell asleep, his mind and his heart was filled with anger and jealousy.
The next day he woke up being late to one of the meetings, he quickly put some comfy clothes on and rushed out of the hotel and into the place where the meeting was held. The meeting wasn’t supposed to be long, maybe an hour or so, but after two hours Tom didn;t feel like it was going to end soon. He put his hand inside the pocket of his sweats ready to grab his phone when he realised it wasn’t there. He checked the other pocket and also found nothing. He groaned and his head fell back, great, he thought. Then he remembered leaving the phone on his bed while he was looking for the hotel card before running out of the room.
Luckily, the meeting was over soon enough and then he was rushed by his team to get ready for the premiere. The team fixed his hair quickly, only using some hair gel like he politely asked them to, and then he put on the suit with small fixes from some of the people. While they were getting him ready he was wondering how you were doing, if you tried to call him or anything. But after all he was still pissed and he couldn’t see past his own feelings, not realising he was in the wrong.
While you were sleeping, the premiere was going well, a lot of people came and everyone was having a great time. Everyone, except for Tom. He seemed kind of out of place, not really paying attention to what was happening. They were done with the interviews and he, Chris, Sebastian and Scarlett with their dates were standing in a group, talking about something that happened the other day on set.
“Hey, where’s Y/N, though?” Chris asked, making everyone look at Tom. The cast knew you and were good friends with you, altough you had a big age gap with them. They all treated you and Tom like their younger siblings and were always happy to help you with anything.
“Uhh, she couldn’t come…” He said before biting his lip and looking at the ground, feeling like he wasn’t ready for that question to be asked.
“Yeah, are you guys alright?” Scarlett added and Tom looked at them with a forced smile.
“Yeah, we’re… good. She just had better things to do.” He looked around the group and excused himself, “I gotta go to the bathroom.”
He went inside and locked the door, then went to splash some woter on his face. He had a weird feeling in his stomach and he wasn’t quite sure why. Before he could do anything else someone knocked on the door and Tom unlocked the door and left the bathroom to go into the movie theatre.
The film was great, he really enjoyed it and was super proud of it but he just wanted to go back to the hotel room. He was really scolding himself for leaving his goddamn phone back in the hotel.
When the whole event had finally ended and the cast was getting ready for an after party Tom made up an excuse and went back to his hotel room. He took of his blazer and kicked of his shoes while sitting on the edge of his bed and grabbed his phone. He saw two missed texts from you an one call. He read them both and the second one made left him thinking.
“Shit, Tom.” He scolded himself and pressed your name on the screen to call you, his other hand run over his face as he layed down on his back on the bed, his feet still on the floor.
He was being selfish again, not caring about the early hour in the morning where you were, desperate to talk to you.
You picked up after the second signal, “Tom? Is everything okay?”
“Yes-I mean, no,” he started, not really knowing how to say the words he meant, “I’m sorry, Y/N. For being such an asshole, for not caring about what you want and what you can’t change, I’m sorry. I know you’ll ace this exam because you’re so smart, like so smart. I believe in you and I hope you won’t sress too much, okay? I love you and I’m sorry for how I was acting and for waking you up so early.” He mumbled the last part, his heart aching to hear you say that he was forgiven.
“It’s okay, Tommy. I understand. I’m glad you can see what you did wasn’t okay and hope you realise that you made me feel really guilty and not good about myself. So, how was the premiere?” She sounded so sleepy and he was feeling so bad for waking her up but he need to tell her that he was sorry and that he believed in her.
“Okay. Just could’ve been better with you here. I miss you,” he sighed loudly, “I’m gonna let you go back to sleep. I’m sorry again, I promise I will make it up to you. Love you and good luck!”
“You should get some sleep too, Tommy. Night, love you too.”
The next day after your exam you came home from school to see a big package standing in the middle of your room and inside was a big teddy bear and lots of other small things that Tom has picked out for you as his another apology.
For the first half of the day filming ran smooth. After you’d told Chris that you really were fine he stopped asking and no one else seemed to pick up on your low mood; even if they had it wasn’t unusual on set for someone to be having an off day. You were getting through your scenes without any issue, almost forgetting about the three pregnancy tests you’d left in your trailer.
It wasn’t until filming moved outside under the hot Atlanta sun that you started feeling uncomfortable again. Your costume was skin tight - similar to Scarlett’s - and you could feel the sweat starting to build along the back of your hairline. You put one of your hands on your head, your tongue flicking out to wet your dry lips as you tried to concentrate on what was happening around you. There was only another half an hour before break, you could push through that.
Kneading your fingers against your temple you felt your knees shake, your whole body feeling like it was swaying where you stood. You tried blinking away the black dots that distorted your vision but they just continued to get worse until you felt yourself go slack completely. Anthony heard you gasp, his reflexes just quick enough to get ahold of you before you hit the ground, he yelled out and everyone turned their heads around to look at the both of you. Both Chris and Sebastian were by your side as fast as they could be, the back of Chris’ hand against your forehead. “She’s burning up,” He muttered, hoisting you up into his arms so he could carry you off set and back into the air conditioning.
Assistants buzzed around as he layed you down inside, some of them holding water bottles while the others asked if they should be calling an ambulance. Sebastian took a bottle of water and waved them away, kneeling down next to you with a worried expression.
It took a little over five minutes but when your eyes started fluttering back open they were both relieved. You gasped and tried to sit up but Chris held your shoulders down gently, murmuring something about you staying still for now; Sebastian was next to him, an open bottle of water in his hand. With a groan you ran your hands over your face and up into your hair, the inside of your skull still thudding painfully. “Can - can I have some?” You rasped weakly, nodding towards the water and Sebastian immediately helped you take a few long mouthfuls. “Thanks.”
Heya!! I really miss reading your Chris Evans imagines! I was wondering if you could write one where you have an argument about your ex-boyfriend who you’re still sorta friends with (which Chris has a problem with). He is also famous and so what sparks the fight is that Chris sees an article about the two of you hanging out one day and he just loses it. He basically tells you to stop being friends with him but you don’t know what to do. Thanks if you do this 💜💜
AN: I chose Tom Hiddleston as the famous ex because I feel like I’ve seen so many things with him as the famous ex
Chris had been out of town for the last two weeks and your boredom had you laying upside down on the couch. Your phone buzzed and you grabbed it from your upside down position and saw it was a text from Tom, your friend who just so happened to be your ex. “The meeting I had tonight fell through and I am utterly bored. Dinner with some of my castmates?”
You quickly typed back, eager to get out of the house. “Yes! I need to get out of the house! What time?”
“I’ll pick you up at 6. See you then!”
With 45 minutes to get ready you fixed your hair, added some makeup, and threw on some leggings and a sweatshirt. 6 rolled around and you went outside just to see Tom rolling up. “Hey,” you got in the car and buckled in. “How’s it going?”
“Great. I’m glad you could come. How are you doing?”
“Good now. I was bored out of my mind,” you explained. “Chris has been out of town for two weeks so I’ve been doing nothing.”
“When’s he coming back?”
“Tomorrow afternoon. Thank God.” After a great dinner with a couple of people from Tom’s Thor: Ragnarok cast you two walked out and Tom drove you home.
You walked into your house the next afternoon with two big bags a groceries and smiled when you saw Chris’ shoes in front of the door. You walked into the open living room and kitchen area and saw your boyfriend sitting at the island. “Hi babe, I missed you so much,” you kissed his cheek and set the bags on the island. “How was your flight?”
“It was fine.”
“Good,” you tried not to sound upset by his tone. “Did you get to do anything fun while you were in Prague?”
“Nothing compared to what you did while I was gone,” he said under his breath.
“What did you say?”
“What did you do while I was gone, Y/N,” he said sliding his phone over to you to show a picture of you walking out and then sitting in the car with Tom.
“Tom invited me out to dinner last night.”
“I can’t believe this! I can’t believe you. I’m gone for two weeks and you go out with your ex boyfriend,” he stood up and knocked the chair back. “How could you do this to me, Y/N?!”
“Do this to you? Chris, I’m friends with Tom. We were friends before we started dating and we broke up because we realized we were just friends,” you defended. “I stayed in the house every night except last night because Tom asked me to dinner. And there were two other people there! It’s not like we were even alone.”
“You guys dated for 7 months Y/N. You don’t date someone for 7 months if you’re just friends.”
“Well last time I checked that’s what I did. Do you really think I’d cheat on you? We’ve been together for almost a year and you think I’d throw it away like nothing.”
“I’m just pointing out what this looks like and what everyone on social media is thinking right now.”
“Chris if you had such a problem with this you should have come to me like an adult and asked me what these pictures were; not accuse me right away of cheating on your with my friend.”
“With your ex boyfriend.”
“Fine my ex boyfriend and friend. What do you want me to do, Chris,” you threw your hands up in defeat as you asked the rhetorical question.
“I want you stop hanging out with him.”
“You want me to stop hanging out with the friend I see a few times a year?”
He crossed his arms, “I want you to stop being friends with him.”
“You want me to stop being friends with Tom because you don’t trust me.”
“No, I want you to stop being friends with Tom because I don’t like him hanging around you.”
“I need you to trust me in this relationship, Chris.”
“Well I don’t think I can trust you two together.”
You whipped the tears starting to pool from your eyes before you turned to go to your bathroom. “Then I don’t know how this is going to work Chris.”
Warnings:Mentions of alcohol I Blood
Howell’s School of Abilities is a prestigious facility for children and teenagers with special powers. Dan and Phil both attend the school, but coming from rivaling families with opposing powers, they’re not exactly friends - their relationship is rather build on hostility and hatred. But what is going to happen to them when their final exam forces them to spend a week alone together?
A/N: I feel like my whole note should basically be a love letter to my wonderful co-author @bamfhowell ; I had such an amazing time writing this with Tori, she is talented and great and you should all check out her blog because if you don’t, then what are you doing with your life?
Also a huge thanks to @camisadan for being an awesome beta and mod and to @moreorlester for creating the beautiful art to go with this fic.
I hope you have lots and lots of fun reading this fic because we have put so much love into it and it’s basically become our child over the last few months!
(Link to the second part can be found at the end of this post.)
This was requested. 'You aren’t gonna like what I have to say.’
“So, I told him that Eva was my girlfriends just so he would back off,” Vilde said, laughing so loudly that few people were casting her annoyed glances. “And, what? He actually believed it?” Sana asked, eyebrows knitted “Yeah. Why wouldn’t he?” It was Vildes turn to knit her eyebrows. “We’ve made out in a parties before. In “Help the Penetrators” one and we kissed in the Russ buss, when we were partying with the Riot club guys.“ "Well, maybe, because everybody thinks that her and Chris are together?” Sana asked, giving Vilde her you-can-be-so-clueless look. Vilde was always at the receiving end of that look. “We’re not together. I am with Kasper . Everyone knows that,” Chris said, confusion written all over her face All of the girls burst out laughing, except for Eva, who looked stricken. The last thing she wanted was for everyone think that she was one of those hopeless romantics, who thought that she could turn a fuckboy into a decent man. She wasn’t, nor she wanted to be one. Chris was, who he was and she was fine with it. She never expected anything more or anything less from him. “Vilde is talking about Pentrator Chris. Everyone thinks Eva and Chris are a couple” Sana said, her gaze focused on Eva, waiting for her reaction. Eva felt her face get hot, they clearly weren’t together, but they were something, she just didn’t know what yet.
She shruged and stood up, her next lesson was Spanish and she didn’t want to be late for class because if she was, teacher would definitely ask her to read her homework and without Noora to help her, she was as helpless in Spanish as ever. She took her backpack and said, making her voice as cold,as she could,“People can say and think what they want, I don’t need their approval…. or disapproval for that matter.” And with that she walked out her shoulders back, head held high… Only thing lacking was “Boss Ass Bitch” playing in the background. For the rest of the day Eva tried to do her best and focus on school, but every single time her thoughts drifted to Sanas words. “Everyone thinks Eva and Chris are a couple” Did everyone really think that? Eva didn’t think that hooking up at party a few times…ok… more than few times and sometimes leaving the parties together made them a couple. More like a fuck buddies. It was almost 1 AM and Eva still wasn’t able to fall asleep, somehow, she ended up dialing Chris’s number and waiting for him to answer, after few second she realized how stupid it was for her to wake up him in the middle of the night and was about to end the call whe she heard a sleepy “hello”.
“Umm, hey…” Eva said, she contemplated telling him that she unintentionally called him, but it sounded stupid in her head and Chris no doubt would think so as well. “Hey. Want sex, huh?” He said with a laugh, “Sorry, babe. I am nobody’s booty call.” “Yeah, because you are usually the one doing the calling. Honestly, get over yourself,” Eva snarled, she began to regret calling him. If he was going to be his usual self-assured douchy self, she might as well hang up. “Wow, why so agressive? Might I remind you that you were the one who called me,” Chris replied. To that Eva had no reply. She drew in a deep breath, might as well tell him now, “You aren’t gonna like what I have to say,’ she began slowly. "What is it?” Chris asked, suddenly sounding more serious than she had ever heard him., “Did something happen? Did one of the Yakuza assholes hurt you? I swear to Go-”
“No, no. I am ok. It’s just that… turns out that everyone at Nissen thinks we are a couple. And before you start accusing me of something, I found out about it today. So, don’t go blaming me for spreading these rumors.” “That’s it? That’s why you decided to call me at 1 AM?” Chris said letting out a low chuckle, “Eva, relax. Who cares what they think?” He said softly, and Eva felt her body relax. Chris wasn’t angry. He almost seemed… fine with it. “So, you are ok with this?” Eva asked, dubiously. Why was he so chill about this? “Let them think what they like. I don’t desire their validation,” he said and she was almost certain that he rolled his eyes, “Seriously, Eva. It’s fine. Now get some sleep and maybe , if you are lucky, I will visit you in your dreams… naked,” Chris said with a laugh, now it was Eva’s turn to roll her eyes. “Goodnight, Chris. Get some beauty sleep, God knows you need it, ” Eva said, hanging up, but before she did, she was certain that she heard him laugh. She put down her phone and felt herself smiling. Chris was fine with everyone thinking that they were together.
Summary:Y/n and Chris have been together for 6 months and they go to a party but something happens with y/n.
warnings:Some swearing,violence, someone forcing themselves on someone so if that triggers you or make you uncomfortable then you probably shouldn’t read this. This is just a very depressing imagine.
paring;Chris x reader
“I really don’t feel like going to a party tonight” Y/n said as she and her boyfriend chris where on their way to a party. “It’s going to be fun Y/n i promise, and if you want to leave just say so and we will go” Chris said and took y/n hand. “Okay then” y/n answered and they walked in to the party.
Y/n was in someones bedroom because her jeans had ripped and she needed to see if anything that wasn’t supposed to show was. Suddenly the door opened and a drunk guy stumbled in. “Oh hello” The guy said and smirked at Y/n. “Uhm Hi” She answered and the guy sat beside her on the bed, too close y/n thought and hopped a bit further away. “I’m Isaac, and you are?” Isaac asked and pulled out his hand for y/n to shake. “I’m Y/n” Y/n said and shook his hand. “Y/n beautiful name for a beautiful face” Isaac said and put a strand of Y/n hair behind her ear. “Thanks, but i have a boyfriend” Y/n said feeling very uncomfortable. “I’d actually better go to him now” She said and was about to stand up to leave but Isaac took her wrist. “Let go of me.” Y/n said trying to get away from his grip but it was too strong and he dragged her onto the bed and laid onto of her. “What the hell are you doing?!Get of me!” Y/n screamed but he pressed his lips hard on hers. He was holding her hands down so she couldn’t move. She felt the pain on her arms knowing it was going to bruise. Y/n then got one of her arms free and hit the guy with her fist on his nose. “Ow!! You stupid bitch!” Isaac screamed and slapped y/n on the mouth. Then a guy walked in to the room, it was Chris’s friend. “What the hell is going on!” Chris friend screamed and isaac jumped off of Y/n and Y/n ran passed both of them and out of the house.
When y/n got home she went to her room and curled up in her bed, tears streaming downer cheeks. Y/n couldn’t believe what had just happened. She laid there for half an our crying before falling asleep.
Next morning Y/n woke up with the sound of her phone buzzing. 6 missed calls from Chris and 10 messages. ‘I can’t believe you would do this!’ ‘I thought we were happy’ ‘Call me!!’ Y/n couldn’t believe this. Chris’s friend must have told him what he saw yesterday. Y/n picked up her phone and texted Chris ‘This is not what it looks like, come over to my place’. Chris answered right away. ‘ Coming in 10′. Y/n got up and looked in the mirror her eyes were puffy from crying and her mouth blue and red from when that guy had slapped her. She looked down at her arms and just as she thought she had bruises from that guys disgusting hands. She almost cried again but then she thought’ i won’t let this guy get to me, Chris will understand, it will work out’.
10 minutes later Y/n’s doorbell rang and she went to open it. Chris went inside and looked at y/n face. “Y/n your face. What the hell happened?” He said cupping the side of her face with his hand. “Come, let’s sit down” Y/n said and they went to her room and sat on the bed. Y/n told Chris everything that happened and she could see how mad Chris was getting but he was quiet until y/n was done talking. “I Love you chris, i would never ever cheat on you. This guy he forced himself on me i couldn’t do anything until your friend walked in” Y/n said and Chris’s face went from mad to sad. “I am so so sorry about this babe, this guy, isaac, he will pay i promise you. No one is ever going to touch you again” Chris said and Y/n put her head on his chest as he hugged her.
After they talked chris and Y/n just laid on the bed for a few hours. And Y/n fell asleep while Chris was stroking her head.
In School the next day everyone looked at Y/n as she walked with Chris through the halls. But they didn’t look mad they looked at her and said ‘ poor thing’ ‘i heard she got raped by Isaac’. Chris looked at Y/n “Are you okay, do you want to leave?” Y/n shook her head . “No it’s fine as long as i don’t see….” Y/n stopped as she saw Isaac walking down the hall in front of them. She could feel Chris’s body tense. “Chris,don’t” Y/n said holding onto Chris’s arm but he was too strong and ran towards Isaac and knocked him over and started punching his face. “Chris! STOP!” Y/n shouted trying to get Chris of Isaac but then Chris’s friend came and pulled Chris and Isaac away from each other. “You fucking disgusting cunt! Don’t ever touch my girlfriend again!” Chris shouted as his friends held him back. Isaac ran out of the school and luckily there was only Y/n,Chris and 3 of chris’s friends in the hall. “Are you okay?Can you deal with him?” One of Chris’s friends asked Y/n and she nodded and they left. Y/n cupped Chris’s face ,he was bleeding. “Chris what the hell?! “ You said and he looked at y/n with sad eyes. “He deserved it! I love you and i couldn’t protect you then so i had to now.” Chris said and Y/n sighed. “Babe, thanks but it’s fine. i will be fine. But for now just hold me” Y/n said and Chris hugged her tight to his chest.
Oh my god i didn’t expect it to be this depressing and sad. I hope you guys liked it though! XX