when people are seeing nct and you’re just on your phone because nct still haven’t gone to your country and all you’ll see are photos and you’ll probs hav 2 wait a v long time until they visit your country can u tell im the bitterest™ nctzen
Dedicated to all the Chriseva fans left hurt, angry and disappointed by the finale. I wrote this as something therapeutic for myself to try and get over my sadness even though I didn’t think I could ever bring myself to read or write another Chriseva fic again.
May we all stick together and bring each other up in this time sadness. I love you guys. The Chriseva fans have been some of the nicest and best people I’ve met on this site.
I hope that this may ease maybe a little bit of the hurt we’re all feeling.
When Eva was fifteen, she
thought she had everything figured out. If someone had asked her then where she
saw herself in ten years, she’d probably said married to Jonas with two kids, a
pair; one boy and one girl; the girl with a long mane of cascading black hair
and the boy with a head of tight strawberry blond curls and the eyebrows to
match. Or it could be the other way around, or neither, it didn’t really matter
to her. But she genuinely saw her happily ever after with Jonas and if she
pretended hard enough she’d be able to ignore the agonizing stab of guilt that
came along with it.
When Eva was sixteen, she just
wanted to make it through the school year without too much trouble and she
wanted Jonas to love her the way she loved him and she kept hoping that he
wouldn’t keep putting her in the corner with the rest of the things he
constantly took for granted. At least that’s what Eva felt on the inside, on
the outside she was living her happily ever after with Jonas. Right?
When Eva was seventeen, she
just wanted to party and she wanted to fuck, all the time and every one. She
partied with Chris most of the time and fucked him even more frequently than
that. Chris was easy; he didn’t expect anything more, just like she wasn’t
willing to give anything more. He always came prepared with his Cheshire cat
grin and his devil-may-care attitude and he was hot as shit and fucked just as
well. He was what Eva needed in the moment. But just that moment. Right?
When Eva was eighteen,
everything suddenly turned out too complicated. Chris wanted something more,
more than she was willing to give and Eva fell back on old habits, doing the
same thing she always did when things got too hard: she ran.
This time the path led her to Jonas’s door and his bed. But this was what she
really wanted, right? Getting back on the right path, the path that included
Jonas and their two kids and the white picket fence on their lawn and the big
blue house that sat at the edge of the cobblestone path. Chris said he loved
her and that he was ready to settle down with her even though she wasn’t, and
as it turned it, Chris wasn’t ready either.
They came together but they
left separately, but that was okay.
When Eva was nineteen she
realized that Jonas would never really change; not for her, not for anyone.
She’d fallen back on bad habits and lost the voice she’d finally acquired after
so long. Once again her opinions always came in second; her needs were always
put last and her feelings were always made to be a joke. One day, Eva just
picked up her strewn clothes from off the floor and left, and she never looked
When Eva was twenty she put
herself first for the first time in her life. She finally put men to the side
and hooking up only on the weekends when she’d meet up with the girls for a
night out. She went back to school and studied to be a teacher; perhaps one day
she would be able to help a kid avoid making the same mistakes she had in her
youth. She still partied hard on the weekends with her crew. They’d laughed
when she used that term for the first time, but Eva thought it was appropriate.
The little voice in the back of her head laughed at the irony of everything,
but for some reason the laughter sounded too familiar, but it didn’t belong to
Every night though, she’d go
home alone, but that was okay.
When Eva was twenty one, she
met Chris by chance at the club during the weekend she was out. He was DJ-ing
at the club that night and meeting him had been purely by chance, or maybe it
had been fate instead. She went back home with him that night and he left early
in the morning after fixing her breakfast. He had another gig that night in a
club in a different city. They promised to keep in touch.
They didn’t, but that was okay.
When Eva was twenty-two, Vilde
announced that she and Magnus had gotten engaged. Everyone thought it was too
soon, but no one said anything, not even Sana. Magnus made Vilde happy and it
was obvious and that was the only thing that mattered. She asked them to be her
bridesmaids at her wedding and all of them were too happy to oblige. That night
they went out and got shit faced drunk. Eva had sex with the bartender in the
backroom of the club, but she left alone.
When Eva was twenty-three,
Vilde and Magnus married. She, Sana and Noora were the bridesmaid and Chris was
the maid of honour. Vilde looked absolutely stunning in her white dress and
Magnus looks smart and sharp in his tailored suit. Eva doesn’t think she’s ever
seen Vilde that genuinely happy in her life. Perhaps it was only in part
because of the wedding, the other part was probably because her mom was there,
present and sober and walked her proudly down the aisle.
When Eva was twenty-four, she
finished her studies and moved out of her mom’s house into her own apartment.
She found employment in the elementary school just down the street from her new
place and it was perfect. Everything was perfect. The day she graduated, her
mom and her friends all managed to make it to the ceremony to watch her receive
her degree. It was the proudest moment of her life. She went out partying that
night with her girls at the club and the DJ playing the music winked at her
from across the room. She was too drunk on alcohol and giddiness to really pay
attention to the person until she was locking lips with him in the dark corner
of the club while the music was blaring in the background.
Chris went home with her that
night and they stayed in the whole weekend fucking.
I've seen a blog say that Chris and Seb aren't friends, that Chris hates Seb. What do you think? This is giving me anxiety, I think they are friends, but now I don't know.
They’ve both said multiple times that they’re pretty friendly, and that even if they go months without seeing each other between movies they’re perfectly capable of picking up right where they left off and it’s like no time has passed.
They’ve also both gone out of their way to compliment each other and each other’s work even when they didn’t really need to bring the other person up, and particularly with Chris I think it’s pretty easy to see when he’s not feeling very comfortable, yet in all the footage we’ve gotten from the movies press tours and different events we can see them constantly laughing and having fun being very at ease around the other.
They may not be the closest friends ever, but I do think they mean it when they say they get along super well (lbr we’ve all seen what happens in movies when the 2 main actors have zero chemistry or don’t get along, and Chris and Seb work AMAZINGLY together), and tbh even if we didn’t have lots and lots of evidence, just them saying so should be proof enough. They have no reason to lie, they’re both grown men and very professional and perfectly capable of making these movies together just keeping a polite work relationship, no need for them to say they’re good friends if they’re not, imo.
So I really do think they get along super well and feel comfortable around each other (which, with Chris’ social anxiety, it also tells you something), and I’m gonna respect what they’ve both said about the topic. But in case you’re still worried about it, nonnie, I gathered these for you <3
them sharing a private moment and laughing together while someone else was answering a question [x]
Seb walking out and going straight to squeeze Chris’ shoulder and Chris holding his hand [x]
and honestly I just had to stop there because I could go oooon and on and I’d never see the end of it, so I hope these few examples will help calm you down!
I’d recommend unfollowing/muting/blocking that blog if it’s making you feel that bad about this, and just ignoring whatever they’re saying about these two or about Chris hating Seb, because, really, look at this man:
To the anon who said Trash Husband was husband goals a week or two ago…he just told me he was going to pick up some champagne for me so I can relax tonight and finish writing Watch Me after the hellish week I’ve had. So…okay. I see your point.
((This is going to be addressing the recent thing with Madalena and all that junk. I understand I am a silly character and I will be eliminated. I didn’t do this to win. Actually, I expected to get eliminated the first chance Alex got. I joined the OC to have fun and brighten days and to showcase my funny side, and I see that’s what Alex wanted to do with her OC Madalena, so why did I get dragged into that post? Alex, you said you made Madalena to have fun, that’s why I made Meme, so how come you trashed me for your exact reasoning? I guess what I’m trying to convey here is that I don’t understand why you (Alex) blame Meme when you did the exact thing with your OC. Hate is never okay and trying to push yours onto me wasn’t cool either. I have not once done anything to anyone out of seriousness or ooc that could be taken offensively and if my oc has really been that much of a burden I’m sorry. I just wanted to make some people laugh. Nothing meme said was out of malicious intent and I thought everyone understood she was just a joke.
I’m sorry if my fun annoyed you. I have not sent any hate to anyone so I once again don’t understand why I was thrown into this. I thought my oc would be a nice distraction from all the chaos, but I guess I thought wrong. I apologize for this rant, but like you said I am allowed to have emotions and be upset about things.Me being thrown into something that had nothing to my OC or me as a person just kind of upset me and I wanted to share so this didn’t happen again.
~Just some thoughts from the creator. Also just a quick note: Thank you to everyone who enjoyed my jokes and played along. I deeply appreciate you and I don’t want it to seem like I got excessive hate because I got a couple comments here and there. The people who were kind to me, thanks geese, you were the best.))
(true to my ocs name I thought it would be appropriate to post a meme at the end of this all.)