make me choose: nattaliaromanova asked - sebastian stan or chris evans


"Lea, you had the WHOLE DAY OFF!  Were you doing something super cool and fun?  No?  Then were you productive and got some work done on the twelve thousand wips you have going?  No, you spent the entire day playing the sims and then making weird options to dye your hair?  Cool jaunty bow in the red one.  GOOD JOB."

Dying is not romantic, and death is not a game which will soon be over. … Death is not anything…death is not. … It’s the absence of presence, nothing more… the endless time of never coming back… a gap you can’t see, and when the wind blows through it, it makes no sound…
—  Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are Dead (by Tom Stoppard)

When Roland had come to retrieve her she still lay comfortably in bed.  It was like nothing she had ever slept in and she couldn’t bring herself to rise from it, until she heard the door unlock and he entered the room.  

Smiling as she was genuinely happy to see him, she sat up and pulled the bed covers over her to hide her sleeping attire, fearing she was indecent.  

He didn’t seem to mind, though he didn’t make her uncomfortable by leering at her either, he just smiled warmly as he made his way towards her.  

He had informed her that she was being taken to meet her sister and she was immediately excited by the idea. Dragging the bed covers with her, she made her way to the screen she used to dress behind and asked him to pick something for her to wear.  

Once dressed he placed his hand softly around her, guiding her by the small of her back towards Xarriel’s chambers.  He told her not to be afraid and definitely not to cry which confused her, but she smiled and nodded as they walked down the hall.