and of course i cap the kiss

a slap on the wrist

based on: when ur a gay and u say “thats gay” and a straight™ comes along and starts to lecture u on how offensive it is and then you hit them with that “im gay” so imagine that situation but with dex and shitty 
because the author of the above said to me “WRITE THE GAY FIC” and i thought that was a wonderful idea.

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Jealous ~ Peter Parker

Request: Hi, love your writing! Can I get a Peter Parker imagine where the reader and Peter are best friends and he likes her so for her birthday he takes her to meet all the Avengers at the tower and she’s a really big fan/crush on Cap and Bucky and it makes Peter jealous and you can decide the rest. Thank you doll

Word count: 1,018

Relationship; Peter Parker X Female!reader, Feat Bucky Barnes, and Captain America 

Warnings: Jealous Peter, Kissing, minor swearing

A/N: I had this take place at the new Avengers facility since in homecoming they moved to a new location


“Peter can I take off the blindfold now” I whined as he grabbed my hand leading me somewhere for my birthday.

“No, Y/N if you took it off now it wouldn’t be a surprise” He replied. I didn’t even need to see him know he had a stupid smirk on his face.

“Ugh, Peter you know I hate surprises and you” I sighed, as we continued to walk. I probably looked

“Well that’s unfortunate because you’re going to love me in about two minutes” he laughed. I heard him push open a door, and he briefly let go of my hand and placed it on my back, swiftly pushing me into wherever the hell he was taking me.

“Peter Benjamin Parker I swear to go if you don’t take this blindfold off soon I’m going to-” I was cut off by Peter coming from behind me and slowly taking off the blindfold. “Peter” I whispered.

“Yes Y/N” he laughed

“Are we at the new Avengers base” I squeaked as I tried not to freak out.

“What does it look like” he retorted laughing at me, probably because I looked like a five year on Christmas day. I saw a jet start to take off and I practically sprinted to the window watching fly away faster than I’ve ever seen anything go. Peter was definitely right about me loving him after I found out my surprise. I turned on my heel and I ran back to Peter practically pouncing on him wrapping my arms around him and squeezing him so tight I pretty sure he was having trouble breathing.

“Thank you so much, Peter” I mumbled into his neck. I pulled from the hug, to see Peter as red as a tomato, and I could feel my cheeks start to heat up too, so I quickly looked down at my feet.

“So you must be the birthday girl” I heard from behind. I whipped around to see Bucky Barnes and Captain America. I felt the urge to scream and run away since I’ve been obsessed with them since I was literally 9.

“Oh my god, this is not happening right now, Peter you did not do this for me” I squealed, and Peter gave me a warm smile.

“So how old are you turning” I heard Bucky ask.

“16” I blurted out, still trying to process what was happening right now.

“Pete watch out looks like your little girlfriend here can drive you around soon” Captain laughed and I’m pretty Peter’s face managed to get redder than before. I laughed, not even denying the girlfriend because honestly, I wanted to be his girlfriend, but no way in hell I would ever tell anyone that. I watched as the captain took off his mask revealing his gorgeous face.

“Holy shit he’s was hotter in person,” I said under my breath. I definitely think Peter heard because I heard him sigh, and when I turned around he quickly looked at the floor.

“Do you want to get some pictures?” Bucky asked. I practically passed out right there and then. I quickly handed Peter my phone and I went in the middle of them. We took a ton of pictures with different poses. I even got to hold Cap’s shield which was the coolest thing I’ve ever done in my life. When I looked up at Peter he looked pretty annoyed. Cap leaned down and whispered into my ear

“You know he likes you more than a friend right”?

“No he doesn’t, that’s crazy he’s just my best friend” I argued, feeling the blood rush my cheeks.

“Trust me Y/N, I’ve been around a long time, and Peter is head over heels for you” He assured.

“Really” I questioned

“Yes,” I heard Bucky laugh.

“He’s been giving us the death glare the past twenty minutes” Cap chuckled.

“What should I do,” I asked

“Make a move, of course, I mean only if you feel the same way” Cap replied smiling at me.

“I would just kiss him, it makes life way easier, then you don’t have to admit anything” Bucky chuckled. After giving me a small pep talk They both gave me hugs and went off to do whatever they do in their free time I guess. Which made me want to know what they were doing, but who cares.

“Thank you so much for this Peter,” I said pulling him into another hug.

“It’s no problem” He mumbled his voice laced with jealousy.

“Peter there is no reason to be jealous” I blurted out.

“I’m not jealous” He insisted turning away from me. I decided to go with what Bucky said to do since it seemed to be the easiest so I quickly moved to I’d be facing him and I grabbed his face and slammed my lips to his. Funny thing was it didn’t even take him that kong to kiss back. He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me closer to him. My skin felt on fire everywhere he touched, and his soft plump lip felt like heaven on mine. Eventually, I pulled away for air. Peter still had his eyes closed and I looked up and I saw Bucky and Cap giving me a thumbs up from the second story of the building and I smiled.

“That was the best Birthday present ever” I giggled.

“I pretty sure that was more of a present for me” Peter corrected

“That’s debatable” I challenged grabbing his hand as we walked out of the facility. That was by far the best birthday I’ve ever had and I think the best I’ll ever have.

Ass ID

Genre: smut, fluff.

Summary: Phil and dan run into each other at the grocery store and phil recognizes dan as his favorite pornstar via his ass

Word Count: 1.5k+

Warnings: none that I can thinking of? Cursing?? As per usual. A small moment where phil thinks dan wants to stop?

Ass ID :

“Please, god please Phil, yes, you fuck me so good! Hmph, god love your cock, so good to me.”


4 hours earlier ;


“Cereal, milk, brea- oomph!” I stumble back and quickly grab the closest thing to me which happens to be a boy about my age, steadying us both. He looks familiar and I cock my head to the side, not so subtly checking him out, where do I know him from?

“I’m so sorry! I wasn’t looking at where I was going.” He smiles, deep dimples digging into his cheeks and god, I know those dimples. Fuck, he’s so cute.

Without thinking, I stick my hand out, “Phil, sorry for running into you.” I feel my face heat up a little as he puts his hand in mine.

“Dan.” He turns around, spotting a loaf of bread on the floor behind him and bending down to grab it, and that’s when it clicks. If you had asked me two weeks ago, that’s I’d be recognizing my favorite porn star from his ass, I would have laughed in your face. But here I am, in the grocery store next to the star of all my wank fantasies, DanIsNotATop. Jesus Christ, only I could end up in this situation.

He straightens up and turns to me with a smirk, “Like what you see?”

I blush furiously, “I’m so sorry, this isn’t at all what I’m like, uh, I- nevermind, I’ll just be going now.” I quickly turn around and head in the opposite direction of the bread, great.

“Hey! Wait up!” I curse my luck as Dan catches up to walk next to me.

“Excuse me if this is forward, but you’re hot and I’m free all day.” I gaped at him, mouth opening and closing like a fish out of water.

The dimpled boy blushes, “Yeah, that was probably weird, I mean, we’re in the middle of a grocery store for god’s sake. Sorry, I’m a little too forward for my own good sometimes.” I’m so shellshocked that it seems my brain and mouth have stopped communicating and the words fall out of my mouth before I can think it through.

“Not surprising with your profession, I’m sure you gain a lot of confidence for that kind of stuff, what with everyone wanting to fuck you all the time.” My eyes almost pop out of their sockets, and I’m internally wishing for god to come and take me, for the ground to swallow me up, maybe even aliens abducting me would suffice. Of all the reactions, I do not expect Dan to start hysterically laughing.

“Oh my god! Well yeah I guess you’re right, aren’t you? So you watch me?” I nod dumbly, too surprised to even form words, probably a good thing at this point.

“Just have one question…when you say ‘everyone’ wants to fuck me, does that include you?” He’s looking up at me through thick, dark eyelashes and I’m swallowing before speaking up,

“Well, I mean, yes? Who wouldn’t wanna fuck you?” He giggles and I’m instantly endeared,

“There are a few people I can only hope don’t want to have sex with me, for example, my grandma.”

“Oh my god, Dan! That’s disgusting! Why is that the first example you think of?!” I let out a roaring laugh, my tongue poking out between my teeth and my hand coming up to cover my mouth.

When our laughter dies down he takes a step closer, getting into my personal space and whispering in my ear, “Offer still stands, if you aren’t secretly my grandma.”

I hum, “I guess I’ll just spend my night alone baking cookies then, too bad, I’d really thought this disguise would get me through.”

We giggle and I place my hand on his hip, traveling slowly to his back pocket and drawing out his phone before typing my number in, “Text me your number.” He does and I send him my address.

Leaning in till my lips brush against his ear as I begin to talk, breath hot and heavy, “7pm, don’t be late, princess.” I slip my tongue out to lick at the shell of his ear, watching goosebumps arise and feeling him shiver under my hands. I pull back, wink, and turn and walk towards the bread.


Current time ;


So that’s how I ended up in bed with the idol of my sexual delusions, being straddled by thick thighs, cock absolutely throbbing in my boxers. We had both already stripped to nothing but our boxers, or well, panties for dan. “Good god, Dan, you’re so hot for me, babe, gonna let me have you, yeah?” He nods eagerly into our kisss.

“Please, phil, touch me I want you to stretch me, please.”

“Mm, yes baby ‘course, c’mon let’s get you you out of those panties.” I flip us over, pulling off the black lace in one quick motion as dan lifts his hips up, before reaching for the lube lying next to me and popping the cap. Squirting a copious amount onto my fingers and warming it up between them, I kiss dan passionately distracting him from my hand wandering to his sex. I swirl my index finger around his rim before pushing in slowly, letting him adjust before thrusting it into him.

After a bit of stretching, I begin to search for his prostate, crooking my fingers at a different angle at every entrance to him, until I found it, well at least I think I do, since Dan lets out a series of pornstar moans (funnily enough) and pushed his ass back onto my fingers.

“Take me, I’m ready I promise, I swear it phil lease take me I’m begging you please!” Who could deny that? Certainly not me.

“I got you, baby, I’m gonna take real good care of you, don’t you worry.” I shed my briefs, grabbing the condom package next to me and ripping it open clumsily, about to roll it onto myself when dan’s hand comes up to catch my wrist, effectively halting my movements.

I look up, my eyebrows scrunching together. Did he want to stop? Before I can ask he shyly looks up at me, “Wanna do it.” I nod and hand over the condom, moving my hips closer to him so he can grasp my thickness, slowly pumping me before rolling the condom onto my shaft, grabbing the lube bottle, slathering it onto my length, and guiding my to his entrance. I push into the confining heat of him, groaning at the right grip, hovering over him, and breathing hot shallow breaths onto his sweat glistening neck.

“So good for me Dan, taking me so well, huh? Look at you, so nice. Such a pretty boy you are, princess.” A loud whimper escapes him, before he’s grinding back onto my cock.

“I’m good, I’m so good, you can move, move please please,” he rambles into my ear, pushing his onto into my hips, making my breathing stutter in pleasure. I pull out till only my cock head is inside him, before for slowly pushing back inside, watching his hole stretch so filthily around my thick rod, like I’ve daydreamed oh so many times before.

“So good on my cock, god, you’re so tight around me, fuck, dan shit,” I pull out, only to slam in a again and again, setting a hard and fast pace and angling my hips to slam into his prostate repeatedly, his legs wrapped tightly around my waist, face in the crook of my neck, fingernails absolutely tearing up my back, and groans falling shamelessly from both our mouths.

“Please, god please Phil, yes, you fuck me so good! Hmph, god love your cock, so good to me.” I can feel him tightening around my shaft, can physically feel him approaching orgasm, pushing me along as well. “C-close, phil, gonna cu-cum.”
I reach between us to fist his swollen cock, alerting him to my similar state, I’m losing pattern, heat pooling in my abdomen, before I feel Dan clench around me so fucking tight, my hips stutter and I can hear dan yelling his release as I spill into the condom, thrusting shallowly to ride out our orgasms.

“So fucking good, better than I ever imagined.” Dan giggles breathlessly, swatting my slick chest playfully as I gently pull out of him, careful not to hurt him, tie off the condom, tossing it into the bin, and falling onto my back beside dan. Our breathing synchronizes, sweat and cum drying uncomfortably on our naked bodies, and yet dan rolling over onto my chest, curling into my side, his arm draped around my midsection.

“This ok? I don’t usually get to like, uhm, cuddle? After sex I mean, so yeah sorry if this is weird, yeah.” I wrap my arm around him, holding him to my side when I feel him start to extract himself out of embarrassment.

“Shh, gonna sleep, yeah? S’nice. You’re warm.” And something feels right, as dan shifts to get more comfortable and then lays his head on my chest, his hair tickling my chin, legs tangled with my own. Something feels right, and I have a little feeling this won’t be the last time I find myself with an armful of tan skin and warm brown eyes.

Two's Company - Stiles Stilinski

Characters: Scott McCall, Lydia Martin, Stiles Stilinski, Reader.

I usually don’t do summaries on my imagines but I feel like this needs one. Stiles and Y/N find out that she’s expecting.

Originally posted by sarcasticallystilinski

You’d lost your virginity to Stiles. It was your one year anniversary and you’d been planning it. You knew he wasn’t a virgin and that didn’t bother you, and it didn’t bother him that you were a virgin. It went about the way you’d expect your first time to go, it wasn’t great but it was special. Had you used protection? You couldn’t remember. Did you use protection the last times you two had sex? You remember you did at least once.

“Y/N..?” Scott approaches you at your locker.

“Hey, Scott.” You smile as you grab your books.

“Can I talk to you?” He asks awkwardly.

You grab Stiles’ jacket from the hook in your locker and you put it on before closing it. “Of course. What’s up?”

“Follow me.” He was acting weird. You followed him behind the stairs and he scratched the back of his neck.

“You and Stiles have uh…had sex right?”

You look at him oddly. “He told you didn’t he? I told him not to make it a big deal..” You blush.

“Yeah, he told me.” He chuckles. “Did you guys…cover up?”

“Why?” You look up at him.

“Just tell me.” He says.

“Why, Scott?” You push.

“Y/N, just please answer the question!” He yells and you step back from him.

“I don’t remember. There. I answered your incredibly invasive and unnecessary question.” You spin on your heel and start to walk away.

Scott grabs your arm. “Y/N, I think you’re pregnant.”

You stop dead in your tracks. When was your last period? You think back, counting on your fingers. You hadn’t even noticed when it didn’t come. You turn to face Scott. “What do you mean?”

“I…hear two heartbeats.” He extends his hand towards your stomach. “May I?” You nod, in shock. He places his hand on your stomach, biting his lip. “Y/N…I’m sorry.”

You shake your head fiercely. “No. It’s not true.” Scott looks at you, biting his lip. “Scott, you’re lying.”

He looks at his feet. “I’m sorry. I just…I’d tell Stiles soon.”

You let out a big breath, running up the stairs to your first period class.

Thoughts run through your head. Is this why you’d been stealing all of Stiles’ clothes? You’d noticed your clothes were a bit tight so you’d been wearing your boyfriend’s things. Is this why you’ve cried so much? Is this why you’ve thrown up? You’d thought you’d had the stomach flu. Is this why-

“Hey, babe.” Stiles interrupts your thoughts and you jump a bit. He kisses your cheek as you sit beside him.

“I-uh..hey.” You say quietly.

He drums his fingers on his desk. “I was thinking we could go to the drive-in theater tonight. I know you said you’d never been.” He smiles at you, planning your weekly Wednesday night date.

“That..that works, yeah.” You look at your hands.

“You okay?” He leans over and rubs your back.

“I’m fine.” You give a small smile. “I’m just nervous about the test fifth hour.”

“Oh. Yeah, I guess we should’ve actually studied when you came over yesterday.” He chuckles.

You just smile and look up at the teacher.

At the end of class you leave quickly, trying to beat Stiles.

You make your way through the day, only speaking when necessary. By the end of the day you’ve decided against telling Stiles immediately.

“Hey, Y/N. You coming watch to lacrosse practice?” Kira asks.

“Yeah, I’ll be right there.” You nod and she heads outside to the field. You follow soon after, sitting in the bleachers with your friends.

Your eyes land on Scott and Stiles talking, it looks serious.

STILES’ POV

“I wanted to wait for Y/N to tell you but I don’t think she will.”

“Scott what the hell are you talking about?”

“Stiles, Y/N is pregnant.”

“I don’t believe you. She would’ve told me.”

Scott shakes his head. “I’m sorry man.”

Y/N’S POV

You spot Stiles headed your way. He grabs your arm. “We need to talk.” You stand up and he leads you to the locker room. “Why didn’t you tell me?” He asks.

“Tell you what?”

“That you’re pregnant, Y/N! What the hell else?” He shouts and you flinch. “Babe, I’m sorry. I’m just…” He runs a hand through his hair. “I’m hurt that you didn’t tell me, and I just..I’m freaked out.”

“You don’t think that I’m freaked out? Stiles, Scott told me this morning. I haven’t even taken a test, he just said he heard two heartbeats! I could have an arrhythmia for all he knows!”

“My dad won’t be home for awhile…lets go back to my house and we’ll take a test.”

You scoff. “And it won’t be suspicious for the sheriff’s son or his son’s girlfriend to pick up a pregnancy test.

He rubs your arm. “I’ll ask Scott to get it.”

“No! Scott’s done enough.”

“Babe…” Stiles looks at you.

“No. He didn’t even give me a day to tell you. He’s gone too far. I’ll ask Lydia.”

You walk out of the locker room and text Lydia. When she gets there you look at her, biting your lip. “Can I ask you a huge favor?” You ask.

“What’s up?” She smiles.

“Will you go get me a pregnancy test?” Stiles comes out of the locker room and stands behind you.

Her mouth drops. “A pregnancy test?”

You nod and sigh.

“Of course.” She rubs your arm. “It’s no problem.”

“Thank you for not making this a big deal.” You smile. “Meet us back at Stiles’?” She nods and takes off.

Stiles kisses your head. “Let’s go.”

You get to Stiles’ a few minutes before Lydia. She hands you the test and she smiles. “I’ll leave. Just call and let me know okay?”

You hug her. “Thank you so much.” She leaves and you run to the bathroom, taking the test. You cap it and sit it on the counter, walking into Stiles’ room.

“What’s it say?” He asks nervously.

You shrug. “I have to wait two minutes. I set a timer.” You show him the timer on your phone. You sit on his bed, playing with your hands. You glance at your phone? It has 10 seconds left. You stand up and bite your lip. 8 seconds. You start to walk towards the bathroom. 6 seconds. Stiles follows you, holding your hand, 3 seconds. You exchange a look and Stiles nods. 1 second. The alarm goes off and you sigh.

“I’ll stay here.” He whispers and you enter the bathroom.

You uncap the test and read it, a loud sob falling from your lips, you slide down the counter, crying.

Stiles runs into the bathroom and looks at the test on the ground. “Babe…” He whispers. He sits beside you and pulls you onto his lap. You bury your face in his neck, crying loudly. He rocks with you and kisses your forehead. “We can do this, y'know.” He whispers.

You hit his chest. “Don’t act like this is okay! You’re leaving next semester! You get to go to college you get to do big things! I’ll be stuck with a baby! So don’t you dare act like this will be okay.” You stand up and wipe your eyes, leaving his room and going downstairs.

He runs after you, chasing you down the stairs. “Babe, please!” He pulls you into his arms and sits his head on top of yours.

“I’m sorry.” You whisper. “I don’t think I can do this.”

They Can’t Take That Away From Me (Steve Rogers x reader)

Request: Hi there can you please make a fluffy Steve x Reader based on the song “They Cant Take That Away From Me” by Jose James❤️❤️

“Woo!  Get in there, Cap!”

Steve turned and shot a mischievous yet warning glance over his shoulder to Sam, who was sitting with an equally inebriated Clint on one side and a sober yet eager to make trouble Bucky at his other.  The three men only continued to cheer their friend on, warning or none, but no matter how eager they were for him to claim his moment, none of them could compare to the look of unabashed excitement in Tony’s eyes as he held out your hand to Steve. He had been trying to set the two of you up since your first day working for him at Stark Industries, and he wouldn’t believe that his intuition was wrong.  It took moving your work to the Avengers tower and then reassigning you as Steve’s assistant to get his plan into action, and now that he was seeing his genius idea reach its pinnacle, of course all because of him, he was almost as proud as if he were your own father.

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Overheard- Kasperi Kapanen

Originally posted by koilers

You guys are going to be so excited. Wanna know why? I have THREE imagines written! I didn’t have internet this weekend so I did a lot of writing! All that’s left is editing and making sure they fit the prompts that I thought I remembered! There will only be one a day until I can get back into a rhythm ok? Cool! This one’s a smut! So… for those staying: enjoy! For those skipping: tomorrow will be Adam McQuaid!

Warning: sex, smut, smexy time, cussing

Anon Request: Can you do a dirty Kasperi Kapanen smut where you two are celebrating his 3 goals recently and the other maple leafs roookies over hear or walk in on you two but Kappy doesn’t stop but continues with we’re doing

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Imagine visiting Boston with Chris.

A/N: Epilogue time! Yes, this is the end to Chapter One of my next Chris Evans Mini Series. I guess you can call this a spin off. So glad you all joined me on this incredible journey ❤️ (Unexpected Reader - Part 1/Part 2/Part 3A/3B/Part 4A/4B/Part 5A/5B)

Chris’ lips rested against the mouth of his beer bottle. He couldn’t help his smile as he watched you with his niece, Stella. You were both on your hands and knees searching for a four leafed clover in a patch of what seemed like mostly three leafed clovers. She’d asked if you’d help her find one after she’d saw your clover pendant resting between your collarbones and you’d told her it brought good luck. Chris was about to go over and help when he saw you’d found one; you held it up with great triumph and passed it to an excitable Stella, who threw her arms around you to give you a great big hug as a thank you. You hugged her back, looking over at Chris. You smiled when you saw that he was already smiling at you, then chuckled when he winked at you. Your eyes fell to his lips when he deliberately drank his beer in slow motion, the smugness on his face told you that he knew exactly what he was doing to you. You shook your head at him with a bit back smile as Stella ran off and you rose to your feet.

“Stop it, Chris,” you instructed him when you joined his side.

“Stop what?” He wrapped an arm around your waist, pulling you into him.

“You know what,” you chuckled and he bit back his cheeky smile. “So stop it.”

Chris just laughed and pressed a kiss against the side of your head. In return, you smiled and wrapped your arm around his waist and leaned your head against him. It’d only been a few days since you officially became a couple, but everything was going swimmingly. It was apparently because you were still going through the honeymoon phase, but you and Chris didn’t believe in that. If you were with the right person, it wouldn’t matter how short of how long you’d been together- things were always going to stay in the honeymoon phase. It was hard to predict the future, but you and Chris were pretty freaking sure the both of you were going to stay in that phase for a very, very long time.

You felt your phone buzz in your back pocket and you took your arm off Chris to check it. You’d taken a week off school to spend the week in Boston with Chris and his family before he had to leave for Atlanta. You’d promised your professors you’d do your studies via distance education so every buzz was either another lecture in MP4, or assignment notes in PDF. Chris felt terrible about making you miss your classes, but you assured him that it was fine. You were a staff favorite and you were on good terms with majority of your classmates; they were all more than happy to help while you pursue a love that was clearly going to bring you a lot of joy.

You knew missing class to be with a boy was dumb, that past you would’ve berated present you for putting a boy over your own education and budding career. But you also knew future you would thank you, she would thank you because the boy you were with wasn’t just any boy. He was a man that was going to give you the entire universe when you thought you only deserved a single star; a man that was going to love you unconditionally and eternally; a man that was going to take care of you and put your needs above his; a man that was going to do anything to help you make your dreams come true. Now making you miss class to spend time with him before he left for his job seemed to contradict that point, but he had something up his sleeve. But that was something he was going to keep aside until you graduated, as not just a graduation present but also an act of incredible love and faith.

“Do you need to get to your laptop?” He asked when he saw that you’d received another lecture. “Are you sure?” He asked when you shook your head with a reassuring smile, slipping your phone back into your pocket because you wanted to be present. “I can take you back, we can grab a plate and head back to the house. Ma wouldn’t mind, she actually yelled at me for making you miss school,” he admitted with a sheepish smile.

“It’s fine, it’s only Professor Killian’s lecture,” you told him and he felt slightly better. “Relax,” you chuckled because he only felt slightly better; his eyes displayed his extreme guilt. “I’m a good student, I can manage missing a week. Plus- it’s not like I’m not working while I’m here, I am. I’m fine, Chris,” you pressed your hand against his face as you assured him.

“Okay,” he kissed your palm; you smiled and pulled your hand away. You heard Chris chuckle as you wrapped your arm back around Chris’ waist. “Incoming,” he whispered into your ear and you smiled at Scott, his brother, who was walking over to join you. He had a frown on his face which worried you until Chris explained, “he’s pissed about your hat.” You laughed, because of course he was; you were wearing a Yankees cap in the city of Boston, Massachusetts. “I told you not to wear it, but you didn’t listen.”

“Navy blue looks good on me,” you pouted.

“Yeah it does,” he nodded, laughing as he kissed your head again.

“You really are smitten with her, aren’t you?” Scott teased Chris, smiling at you because he liked you; he’d made it pretty clear to you and Chris and the rest of his family. “I still remember you arguing with your director because you didn’t want to wear a Yankees cap for The Nanny Diaries, and now you’re actually kissing the uniform of the enemy?” Chris rolled his eyes and you laughed along with Scott. “Wow, the girl’s got you whipped.”

“Fuck off, Scott,” Chris chuckled, playfully shoving his brother. “This is not whipped, this is love.” He said to him, smiling at you; you smiled back. “Yes, I hate the Yankees but- my love for Y/N trumps that hate, so-” he took his ‘Natural Addiction’ cap off his head and swapped it with your Yankees cap; the one that he’d jokingly said would burn his skin if he touched it. “Boom, I’ve put on the uniform of the enemy.”

“Traitor,” Scott pretended to shoot Chris a death stare, but he was secretly happy to see how serious his brother was about a girl. In Chris’ defense, you were a pretty freaking amazing girl; his whole family thought so and didn’t even flinch at the fact that you wore a Yankees hat. “We’re going to have to disown you after this barbecue, you know that right?” You and Chris laughed. “You are a bad influence, Miss Y/L/N. What’s wrong with the Boston Red Sox?”

“Nothing,” you chuckled, “I just like wearing the hat ‘cause I like how I look in navy blue.”

“And if she likes wearing this hat ‘cause she likes how she looks in navy blue,” he swapped your hats back around, “she can go right ahead.” You felt your smile widen; it was a small act, but also huge if you knew what Chris was like when it came to sports and his Boston teams. “I’ll even defend her from fanatics like you,” he told him, squeezing you tightly.

“Aw,” Scott cooed mockingly, even though he found the two of you incredibly cute together. “Okay,” he held his hands up in surrender. “I’ll back off before he pulls another terrible prank on me. Did you hear about the time he made-”

“You pee your pants?” You laughed when Scott shot a laughing Chris a weary look. “Yup, I know all the embarrassing stories. I’m not only a fan, but I’ve been friends with Chris for a while now. It’s okay, Scott,” you called as he walked away, pretending to pout. “I thought it was mean on Chris’ part.” He glanced over his shoulder and smiled at you, winking; you definitely had his approval. “I’m nailing this whole family meeting, aren’t I?”

“Mm hm,” Chris nodded, placing both hands on your waist to turn you towards him. “I mean- I did do the hard yards for you, so don’t get too cocky.” He teased you and you smiled, tugging at his hat before wrapping your arms around his neck. “But come on, did you expect anything less from your amazing self? You had me at 'thanks for the input I didn’t ask for’.” He continued to tease you and you laughed, feeling your cheeks heat up as you buried your face in his chest. He laughed and hugged you tightly, mumbling into your hat, “you know I love you, Y/N.”

“Yeah,” you grinned, looking up to meet his gaze. “And you know I love you too.”

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Could you do 14 and 22 with Steve pretty please.

22.“This is without a doubt the stupidest plan you’ve ever had. Of course I’m in.”- Steve Rogers

“Bucky, Wanda I need you on the floor clearing people out. Clint, I need you up on that roof…” Steve ordered, pointing towards a crumbling brick building, “I’m trusting you to have our six. Sam, you’re our eyes in the sky. And Y/N, you’re with me.”

“Aye aye Cap’n.” you grinned, throwing up a mock salute as the blond rolled his eyes in response.

“Everyone got the plan?” he asked, eyes flickering around your small group.

“Stevie, calm down! We heard you the first four times!” Bucky smirked, slinging his machine gun over his shoulder.

“Yeah Cap, what terminator said.” Sam said, expertly dodging the glove Bucky aimed at his head.

“Boys, behave.” you scolded, hitting them both on the back of the head before wandering over to Steve’s side.

“Everything sound good to you?” he murmured, clipping his shield to his back.

“This is without a doubt the stupidest plan you’ve ever had. Of course I’m in.” you replied, hand wresting on his forearm as you gave him a reassuring squeeze.

“I can always count on you Doll.” he chuckled, dropping a kiss to the top of your head, “Alright team, move in!”

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anonymous asked:

What about Fionn at your uni graduation?

He’d be so gosh darn proud! He’d finally arrive and see her in her cap and gown before the ceremony and his heart would just burst with pride.

His bird has earned a degree that she’d worked hard for and she deserved all the praise in the world.

They finally made eye contact and she quickly strayed from her uni friends to run up to him.

“He-”
“You look so beautiful,” he cut her off.

Her cheeks would tint and a big smile would take over her face. She just simply kissed his lips in thank you.

“I am so glad you could make it.. I was scared because of your promo, you might not be here..” she admitted.

“Love, I would not miss this for the world. I am so, so, sooo fucking proud of you,” he responded fixing her cap.

It came time for her to take her seat. Fionn was sat with her family; her mum, dad and her younger brother. As her name was called the audience applauded but her whole family, including Fionn stood up cheering bs clapping loudly.
Instead of being embarrassed, she embraced it, waving to her family and blowing Fionn a kiss.

After the ceremony her mother demanded for all the photos to be taken; one with her parents, one with her siblings and then, of course, one with Fionn. It was a picture of her holding her degree and he was kissing her cheek sweetly - the biggest smile was plastered across her face.

That night Fionn was laid in bed admiring how beautiful she looked in the photo. He decided to make it the wallpaper of his phone an she watched on smiling as he did it.

“I’m all smart now! I am qualified!” She said proudly with a little smirk.

He smiles so big to see her so happy in herself, “For the trillionth time today and forever, I am so fucking proud of you.”

Andre Burakovsky - Language Barrier

Originally posted by glovesdropped

Finally got this up! I hope you like it! Shout out to @hockeyobsessedloser for giving me this idea!

Word Count: 1320

Warnings: None?


Recently, Andre had convinced you to move out to Malmö with him during off season. You were resistant at first, not knowing if you wanted to leave all your friends, family, and job, by moving to another country. But, he convinced you by stating the fact it’s only a couple months out of the year that you would be there.

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Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader

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Steve heard your sniffling before he had the door unlocked and opened, dropping his go bag to the floor with a thump, he’s around the corner into the living room of the apartment you shared in a matter of a few steps. Finding you on the couch with the dog curled into your lap, one of his oversized sweatshirts on the sleeves pushed up exposing your hands curled around the white tissues, you were pulling from the Captain America tissue box you had bought as a joke that Steve called ridiculous.

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BTS When you surprise them at a fan meeting.

A/N: this is my first reaction. You can request idea’s for reactions, imagines and one shots if you want to. I will be doing EXO, BTS and maybe some Seventeen reactions (oh shit 13 members, 13 different reactions😂 I can do this😂💪🏻) They’ll get better than this (I hope😅) I hope you like it though ;)


Jin

Jin was on tour for almost two months now and you missed him like crazy. So you texted Namjoon to check if they were nearby this weekend. And yes they were. This weekend they were two hours away so here you were at the fan meeting waiting for your turn. And if it was your turn Jin would see you and his face would light up. He would get out of his chair and run to you and hug you tight. ‘’I missed you so much, jagi. ‘’I missed you too, baby.’’ He would kiss you lightly and the fans would go crazy.

Namjoon

After two months of not seeing each other because of the tour, the boys were finally close enough so you could visit them at a fan meeting. You called Jin when and where the fan meeting took place. You would be waiting in the audience until you could ask a question. You would wear a cap so you weren’t recognizable for the fans and Namjoon of course. The other members already knew you were here though. When it was your time to ask a question, you would ask something like ‘’So how are things between Y/N and you?’’ and he would answer like ‘’Good, good. I miss her of course, but yeah things are amazing.’’ He would smile and think about you. ‘’I miss you too, Namjoon.’’ he would look up and you would take your cap of so he could see your face. He would run to you and hug you and spin you around. ‘’I missed you, jagi.’’ He would say between kisses.

J-Hope

After way to long of not seeing each other you finally could see your hope again. So you texted Suga to check where the fan meeting took place and that’s why you were waiting in the queue of the fan meeting of BTS. You couldn’t wait until you could hold your sunshine in your arms again. So now you we’re waiting until it was your turn to talk with Hobie. First you pretended to be a normal fan with Namjoon and Jimin. And than after three months you finally could talk to your hope again. When he saw you he would scream out of happiness. He would almost jump over that table out of excitement, but that wasn’t allowed so he ran around the table and hugged you tight and gave you a quick kiss. ‘’I’m so excited to see you again JAGIIIII!!’’

Suga

Today was the day you finally could see your boyfriend Yoongi again after let’s just say way to damn long. So you watched Yoongi interact with his fans and you waited until it was your turn to ask your question. When it was your turn to ask a question you would wear a cap so fans wouldn’t notice it was you. You would ask questions like ‘’Have you slept well lately?’’ he would think it was a little weird but what the hell he was known for sleeping a lot. So he would give an answer like ‘’Yeah, I guess I have, but I would sleep better if Y/N was next to me though.’’ the fans would say ‘’aaaaaaw’’ and you would smile to yourself. ‘’What if I say that Y/N is here right now.’’ He would look around the room and you would take your cap off and his eye will get big. ‘’Baby…’’ he would whisper. But let’s get real he won’t run to you because he’s a tired person and you know that so you would walk towards him and hug him. He would get out of his chair so he could give you a proper ‘hello’ kiss.

Jimin

It’s been a while since you saw your Chim Chim.  You missed him like a hella lot. So today was the day you were going to see him again and you were so excited! You saw Jimin being cute with the fans. You weren’t jealous though, because you know he loves you. So when it was your time to talk with the members most of them were surprised because only Jin knew you were coming to the fan meeting today. When Jimin saw you his jaw dropped. He couldn’t believe you came to a fan meeting to see him. ‘’Jagiya! Oh my god! You are here!’’ he would say and get out of his chair so he could run to you. He would hug you tight and kiss you on the lips. He would rest his forehead against yours and say ‘’I missed you so much…’’

V

It has been two months since you saw your dorky boyfriend the last time and to be honest you couldn’t wait much longer or you will go crazy. So you called Jin and ask if they were nearby, and fortunately they were. So here you were, waiting in the queue to surprise Taehyung. When it was your turn to talk with him he would look surprised and you would give him a derp face which he of course would return. He would run around the table to give you a tight hug and say how much he missed you.

Jungkook

Two months. Two months of not seeing your boyfriend and to be honest your best friend. So you asked Namjoon where the fan meeting took place. Now all you needed to do was wait until you could surprise Kookie. You would wear a sweater that Jungkook left at your house, so if you missed him you could wear it. When he saw you he would be (jung)shook, because he didn’t expect that you would be here. ‘’Jagi…’’ he would walk towards you and touch your cheek, he still couldn’t believe that after two months you stood in front of him. When he finally knew he wasn’t dreaming he would throw his arms around you and maybe even tear up a bit because he missed you so much ‘’I missed you so much.’’  ‘’Same here Kookie’’ he would give you a quick peck on your lips (you’re his girlfriend he’s not so shook around you, not always)

Of course Natsu had to land on top of Lucy. I LOVE YOU HIRO <333

For a fraction of a second I thought natsu and lucy had kissed and I gave the biggest scream here…. more uncle Hiro trolled (AGAIN) all the nalu shippers u_u

TO MUCH NALU HAPPENING BLESS GOD <333

Imagine Loki was worried about you when you got injured on mission:

It was incredibly cozy to sit on his lap while he pet your hair and read book on Asgardian. You pressed your head against his chest and asked him “Read for me, please”. Loki smiled mildly and replied “On Asgardian? “ “It doesn’t matter. I want to listen to your voice”. He obeyed with words “As my queen wish”. His soft voice was like lullaby for you and you felt that strange feeling of comfort and safety that you had rarely felt. You didn’t know when exactly you fell asleep but woke up when he tried to cover you with blanket. “You fell asleep, “he said with his well-known smirk, “You are so beautiful, so serene when you sleep, kitten” You blushed as he clasped his hands around your waist and pulled you closer. “Your hands are cold, it’s tickled” laughed you and interlaced your fingers with his. “Do you have to go on that mission tomorrow? I mean, can’t Rogers replace you? “He didn’t like this idea because he knew it would be more dangerous than ever. “ Hey, it would be okay. Nothing to worry about” assured you him and yawned, “Let’s have some sleep. Tomorrow will be a long day” He kissed you on forehead and you slept.

On the next day

Of course, “nothing to worry about” turned into “I hope I can survive”. It was twice more soldiers in building than you assumed were. You was the one who supposed to collect information while Cap and Tasha were busy to divert their attention. Nevertheless, they understood it and you was the target. At the end of mission you took several bullets but still could move “Don’t faint, not now,” you pleaded yourself while you were running to quinjet and rushed into. “Hey are you okay? “You scarcely could distinguish whose voice it was and before fell unconscious, you pulled out USB flash from your pocket: “Here it is…”

“What’s matter with her?” asked sullen Loki while he watched you with attached tubes, “her condition is stable now. I can’t say more now, wait until she recovers” Bruce diligently avoided to look in Loki’s eyes and hurried to leave room. “She will be okay,” Tasha sounded so confident while Cap was silently watching you two from other side of glass. “For good of all of us,” replied he “She is the why he is reasonable, if he lost her we are going to face second New-York battle”

Week later

Every single bone hurt. “Hey” you heard a dead voice of Loki,” wait, don’t move sweetheart” as you tried to stand. “What happened?”You injured seriously .You should rest.  I thought I lost you.” You bite your lip when you saw him. He looked so lost, so tired and black circles under his eyes emphasized it. “I guess you need rest more than me,” you nervously giggled and Loki shook his head.  He kissed your hand gently and squeezed it “Never do that again, love.”

yesiamdeliciouslycaffeinated  asked:

So kink i just discovered about myself. Modern AU Bucky wears contacts which you dont realize until he walks into your bakery giving you a hey baby and a kiss before sitting down to do some homework for his courses. And all you can do is stare. He lifts his backwards cap of his head to scratch for a second before noticing the icing running onto the counter because you're so distracted by the black framed glasses on his face and the dirty thoughts you have of him thrusting into you (1/2)

While staring down at you with the glasses on and he asks whats wrong. After squeaking when you try to talk, you clear your throat and ask when he started wearing glasses. And when he notices you squirming and pressing your thighs together he grins, tips his chair back, and says all the time now.

Hi yes this fucked me up in ways I can’t even tell you - Gen 

Sinful Sunday™

Got7 Reaction to You Wearing Their Clothes

Bambam

You would come out of the bathroom after getting changed into ‘your’ pyjamas, when really you were getting changed into one of Bambams shirts and your shorts. Bambam would be sitting on the bed on his phone, but wouldn’t look up straight away. Once you sat on the bed, he would look up, as if he was about to say something but then freeze. “Is that mine?” he would question, a smirk daring to creep onto his lips. “Yeah, it is.” you would shrug, like it’s not a big deal. You would both leave it after that, but out of the corner of your eye you would notice he had biggest grin on his face.

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Jackson Wang

Jackson would absolutely love the idea of you wearing his clothes and would jump at any chance you could wear his clothes, just because they were always bigger than you and you looked cute. One day, before the two of you went into the city, you complained about how you don’t have anything to wear. “Wear my jumper!” he would shout, pulling of his striped jumper and running over to hand it to you. “Jackson, you know that’s way to big for me.” you would giggle, taking the jumper in your hands and holding it out to show him just how big it was compared to you. “Yeah but you can like, tuck it in. Just please wear it, please.” he would plead. Eventually, you would give in and make it work with some high wasted blue jeans. When you were finished getting ready, you would come out and give Jackson a twirl. “What do you think? You happy?” Jackson would walk over to you and give your forehead  a kiss, “The happiest boy on the planet…”

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Im Jae-bum

You and Jae-bum would have gone out for a walk, but of course it had to rain. The two of you ran back home and as soon as you got in Jae-bum got you a towel to dry off. “Take of your clothes.” Your eyes widened and you looked up at him. Once he saw your face he burst out laughing, “Not like that, Y/N.” He would take of his jacket and toss it aside. He would then take of his jumper and hand it to you, followed by his t-shirt. “Here, wear these. You were soaked right through.” He looked at you with a concerned expression on his face. “Okay…” You stuttered. You tried so hard not to look at his body and quickly ran to the bathroom to change. You came out and to your disappointment, Jae-bum found a damn shirt. You huffed to yourself and tried to roll up the sleeves of his jumper, as they went way past your hands. Jae-bum walked over to you and stopped you, rolling up your sleeves. “Jae-bum, you don’t have to do this. I can handle it on my own it’s just sleeves.” You chuckled. He nodded, “Yeah I know, I just…y’know, I love you so I want to take care of you.” A small smile spread onto Jae-bums lips and it must of been infectious because it made its way onto your face too.

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Park Jin-young

As soon as Jin-young saw you in his t-shirt, he would immediately blush. He would find it incredibly cute and would always want you to wear his clothes. “Why are you wearing my shirt?” He would ask, chuckling to himself a little. “It’s comfy.” You would shrug. Because you looked so cute to Jin-young in his clothes, he would take cute candids of you and send them to the boys, constantly bragging about you, saying that he had the best girlfriend. There would also be a lot of back hugs and just hugs in general. Like a lot.

Originally posted by jypnior

Kim Yugyeom 

Yugyeom would find you putting on his jumper. He would walk into the room and you would be kind of stuck, with your head stuck in the jumper. He would giggle to himself and walk over to you. He would pull the jumper gently down so that your head popped out and as soon as it did, he would lean in and kiss your lips, catching you by surprise. “What was that for?” You would ask. “Because you look cute and I love you.” Then he would sneak another kiss in and take of off his black cap and prop on your head. He would look at you and a smile would grow on his face, “Perfect.”

Originally posted by taectless


Mark Tuan

Mark would be similar to Jackson and encourage you to wear his clothes. Although it would be more like he would want to show you off. “Mark, can I wear this black t-shirt?” You would ask holding up his shirt. His head would pop up and his face would light up. “Yes, yes, yes. Of course.” You would laugh at his eagerness and put on the shirt. “Okay, now we have to show everyone.” He would say and pull out his phone. “Why do we have to show people, it’s literally just a black shirt no one’s gonna know it’s yours.” You would laugh, trying to block his phone with your hand as he was taking pictures. “Yeah but I need people to know how cute this is.” 

Originally posted by ceohan


Choi Youngjae

Youngjae would catch you wearing his t-shirt. “You look better in it than me, Y/N.” He would pretend to pout. “Youngjae, I could never.” You would gasp, a laugh escaping your lips. “Does this mean I can star wearing your clothes? I really like that one white skirt.” He teased. You would laugh loudly, imagining him in your skirt. “You know, since you decide to look good in my clothes and steal the spotlight, I might have to do the same thing.” He would pretend to sigh, as if it was something he didn’t want to do but if he had to. “Fine then, I’ll just stop wearing your clothes.” You shrugged. “No, no, I’m kidding. I love you in my clothes.” He would smile and pull you closer to him, leaning in to kiss you.

Originally posted by jiminthebun

I’m Sorry I Hid It From You

 SCOTT MCCALL X READER


Request : @teen-wolf-squad

Can I request an imagine where the reader is Stiles’ sister and she likes Scott and they start to date on the low. Stiles becomes angry not because they’re dating because Scott and the reader didn’t tell him. Thank you😘😘

 

Words : 888

Warnings : none

Note : Not proofread, hope you like it!

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“So, you’re saying you would wolf out if someone eats your ice cream?” you ask raising an eyebrow at your boyfriend, Scott. He recently confessed his feelings for you, you always had a crush on him. His sense of justice and protecting his loved ones is something you absolutely adored.

Being Stiles’ sister was a difficult duty, it felt like chores. You were a year younger. You loved your brother to death, but sometimes he goes a little too far. There is a thin line between protective and over protective. He crosses is almost every day. You still haven’t told him yet, about Scott.

Scott asked you to be his girlfriend when you were hanging out on the bleachers. You guys sneaked a few dates to the park or casual shopping. You were out of the house, past curfew, sneaking out and jumping out of windows. This wasn’t you, but you wanted to be rebellious. Not ideal for the daughter of the sheriff. Scott made you want to do all this, just to spend time with him.  

You sneaked out tonight, with Scott, to go to this ice cream parlour that was open 24/7. You left your phone home. “I might wolf out, maybe not on you. I like you” he said smiling and you couldn’t help but blush.

“Hey, I had to ask you something” he starts as you lick your ice cream. “go on” you encourage resting your arms at the table in front of you. Your legs were tangled up with his under the table. You were freaking out about that on the inside.

He pulls out two pieces of hard paper from his back pocket. He slides them on the table. You recognize the design. “Do you maybe want to go to prom with me? I know it’s not a fancy promposal but I hop- ” you cut him off giggling. “I’ll go with you” you say. You really didn’t expect a promposal but her you were.

“That’s – that’s great” he says. He couldn’t believe you said yes.

He stood up finishing his ice cream and so did you. You put the tissues in the bin on the way out. You walked back home. You were hugging his arm with one of your hands and holding his hand with the other, you were telling each other random stories from your childhood.

“You’re kidding, Stiles never told me this” you exclaim laughing.

“It’s embarrassing to him” Scott explains.

You reach the porch of your house. You kiss Scott good bye. He pulls you closer from your waist. You hear the door open. You pull back. you see Stiles at the door. You lost track of time, you checked your wrist watch. It was midnight. Stiles sees you. “Scott?” he calls out.  “I can explain”

“What are you doing with my sister in the middle of the night?” he asks licking his lips.

“Stiles, please” you beg not to bother you like it in front of Scott. “Stiles, I know you’re mad, I know your sister is off limits, but she’s amazing and I wouldn’t hurt Her in a million years, I promise you that, I really like her, I see it going somewhere” Scott explains.

 “I’m sorry I hid it from you, I didn’t want to, I didn’t know how you would- ” you say.

“You think I’m mad because you are dating my sister?” Stiles asks.

You both look at him confused, “I’m mad because I don’t see why you hid it from me (y/n)” Stiles ask you. You look down. “I thought you wouldn’t approve.” You softly mutter.

Your grip on Scott’s hand was tight all this time because the whole situation gave you anxiety. “What? Why?” it was Stiles’ turn to be confused now.

“You never approved of my guy friends. I just assumed – “ you fade off looking away.

“Are you kidding, this is probably the best news I’ve heard so far, I trust this man with my life” he starts and puts his hand on Scott’s shoulder. “I’ve known this guy all my life, plus I know he can keep you safe, I know he won’t hurt you because, he’s a true alpha, my best friend is dating my sister” Stiles rants. You were ecstatic. If you knew this is how he was going to react, you would’ve told him sooner. You were beaming with happiness.

“Okay, go inside now, it’s late” Stiles orders, suddenly changing tone and you walk inside, you blow Scott a kiss when Stiles isn’t looking and walk in.

“I better get going” Scott says sheepishly and turns around. “Ah, ah, wait a minute” Stiles says holding him by the cap of his hoodie. “Just so you know, if you hurt her, I hurt you, I don’t care if you’re my best friend” he says giving Scott the brotherly ‘talk’. Stiles tries to be as intimidating as possible but he fails miserably. He looked like a puppy.  

“Of course,” Scott said, trying not to laugh. “I’m not kidding, I will dip your head in wolfsbane” Stiles says and Scott couldn’t take it anymore. “You know I won’t hurt her man, if I did, you can hurt me” he says as he walks away.

“I’M SERIOUS” Stiles yells as Scott walks away chuckling and shaking his head.

Goodbye’s In The Morning // Chris Evans x Reader

words: 2000+

characters: Chris and You

warnings: fluff

summary: Goodbyes are sometimes just too bittersweet. (shitty summary ik, I’m sorry, I’m tryin’ to be ‘elusive’)


Chris looked at the hotel room and saw you; the most beautiful thing he’d ever be able to see on this earth.

You were radiant in the rays of sunlight that were often rare for January mornings in Boston. Nevertheless, he thanked the gods for those beams of sunlight as they glistened across your morning dew, your puffy lips from a long, well-deserved sleep with your man finally wrapped in your arms once more.

With a toothbrush sticking out of his mouth and covered only by boxer which left him chilly; he felt an overwhelming sense of joy pour into his heart as he watched you, in all your morning glory.

The thing was that; you were nothing special, in your eyes and many- possibly millions of others. You were not an actress or a singer. You didn’t excel tremendously in school or have the body that plastered the magazines and the internet, deeming them as the ‘sexy bod’s you can get in a week’ or the ‘body that she never thought she could get’. 

Well, guess what? You had rolls of fat on your stomach and you always had a hankering for chocolate. You were far from any magazine’s standard of a ‘goddess’. That didn’t mean Chris deemed you less of a goddess, far from it. 

You were his goddess. He cherished the ground you walked on, he loved the way you mismatched your bra’s and panties because you believed ‘matching bras and panties is for pornstars and people who try too hard.’

He was in love with your integrity, humor, passions, dreams, and so much more he’d lose his mind if he listed them all now.

He was just a sick puppy-man in love, and he wouldn’t have it any other way.

When you love something, Chris always used to believe you could love only to a certain degree.

There’s only so much a person can give to another, right? Love was one of the most intimate things a human has, and giving that away was like taking your soul and handing it out as a flyer. Chris never wanted his heart handed out over the streets of Boston or any city he visited. He wanted it safe in his own hands, or at least in the hands of someone who he’d know would never do wrong by him. So many times, he gave his heart away. Only to find it in crumpled up forms at his doorstep a year, at most, later.

That was until he met you. Every moment Chris spent with you, he saw more and more of what true love is. It was so imperfect and upsetting, Chris loved every moment he had it, though.

You weren’t perfect, you were stubborn, moody when tired, lazy, and yet all of that could be washed away in a second. As soon as he saw you smile.

True love…

That’s holding someone’s hair back as they continued to vomit into the toilet after bad seafood.

Cleaning up the dishes while they watched a program you hated to hear blasting on the television.

Listening to you along to songs while being out of tune, and never changing the station even if it was Taylor Swift, again.

It was making sure that the car was warmed before someone got in.

That the had been coffee brewed before you’d wake up your significant other.

Watching them show their faults and quirks and never blinking an eye to any of them.

Love was unconditional and that was the best part… you didn’t have to try hard when it came to true love because it was True. Fucking. Love.

The universe made two people for each other, and they fit perfectly together. With faults, weird habits and all.

“Whatcha smirkin’ at over there, Chrispy Creme?” Shrugging, Chris got up and walked over to you laying in white fluffy sheets with a tea being nursed in your cold hands.

He felt a smile rise again to his lips when a giggle came from you watching the hotel’s television where they played a marathon of The Office. Here you were, sitting up with you legs crossed and your hair messily braided into two parts. Your sparkling, morning eyes couldn’t tear away from the television as you saw Dwight bag Meredith’s head with a bat inside it.

There was a marathon of The Office on TBS. Very much to your delight, he may add. You were a fangirl at heart. For The Office, Marvel, Disney; not to Chris’s own extent, but still considered a fangirl.

It was no secret that movies and tv were the escape you used as a child, teenager, and even now in adult life. Your childhood was not one to look back and smile about and school… well, t paid for therapist’s underground pool, let’s say that. Chris hurt to think that all those years you suffered, feeling alone and unaccepted in your tiny world in a small town that was a junkyard, to begin with. You never spoke of the people of your past anymore, never since you told Chris everything about your upbringing, clearly stating you never wanted to speak of it again. Which was understandable, but still. Chris’s heart still tightened up when he thought of you at eleven years old, sitting alone on the grass as the other kids played around with their friends and you broke grass in half, one by one, counting every tear off each strand of greenery you tore apart until the bell rang to go back inside. He wished he was there, him being his eleven-year-old self, offering you to play basketball or go on the swing sets together.

The thought of you all alone tore his heart in two. It left tears in his eyes as he faced his own reality that was slowly seeping back into his brain, sending an emotional bomb off in his chest.

He had to leave you in two hours, alone. In two hours you were going to be that eleven-year-old, stuck all alone on the playground. You were eleven with two braids split straight down the middle, in overalls and a ripped pink t-shirt, getting teased with no one to defend your honor for why you came to school with dirty on your knees and elbows. Hair greasy and shoes with holes in the soles.

“Chris… are you okay? You look like you’ve just seen something awful?” Setting the mug on the nightstand, you got to your knees and wobbly made your way across the bed and over to the man that towered over you. Ironically you seemed to be the tall one now, as tears brimmed his eyes and his hands became fidgety hanging low in front of him.

“N-no. I-I just… my flight.”

“O-oh.” Now it was your turn to become the small one, again. You felt his fingers try to hold your own but for some reason, you let them slip through as you turned around and got back into bed. Denying the fact that he was going to be gone again for two weeks. Having the time of his life while you filed paperwork for patients for the third floor of the Boston’s Child Hospital.

“Common, please… it already hurts enough that I’m leaving-”

“Well, how do you think I’m feeling then!” I burst out at him like a firecracker, lifting my head off the cold pillow that smelled like his shampoo, making me even more upset.

Chris crossed over to the bed and sunk his knees to the floor leaving on the bed with his elbows as he brushed back your bangs that covered your wide-eyed fear of seeing him take off on an airplane once again, leaving you here with nothing to come home too.

“I can’t have you hating me when I leave, Sweet Pea? I won’t. I won’t leave here, goddammit!” His tone came out more comedic than angry which made you smile a tad, letting a bit of light into Chris’s heart again just at the tug of your lips that he saw.

Your face was barely shown to him as you buried it into his pillow. Only one beautiful doe eye peeked out at Chris. Just a corner of your lips was visible, letting him see the small smile. Coming forward to rested his head on the same pillow, your noses were close enough to touch s he smiles at your pinched cheeks from the emotions running through you.

You mumbled into the pillow, pulling your face out so Chris could stroke your burning cheek gently with his fingers.

“You really wouldn’t leave if I was hating you?”  He shook his head, smiling a toothy grin,


“Not if they paid me in the billions, Peanut.” Smiling, I let my demeanor down and twisted my body to face Chris’s, I gave a weak smile that gave Chris’s eyes almost a sparkle at the sight of my small gesture of acceptance.

“What about trillions?”

“Nope, mm-hm.”

“Zillions?”

“Not gonna happen sweets. You’re worth all the gold a leprechaun could ever give me.” 

Okay, I giggled at that one. Chris saw the whites of my teeth start poking out and gave me a wide grin. Tackling me on the bed I yelped in surprise.

“There she is! There’s my girl!” I giggled as Chris kissed my peaked my face all over, finding any spot he could to cover his lips in until he settled on my own warm lips. My lips tasted like tea but overpowered by the hint of sugar, but most of all warmth. The warmth from the hot drink and now warmth from his body pressing into mine. I parted my lips and head his face back, smiling up at those blue eyes I knew I was a goner for the second I saw them reach mine.

“Let’s get you ready for two weeks of being Captain America again, baby.” Chris smiled down at me, cupping my right cheek with his large hand. “It’s a press tour, babe. I’m not gonna be in my suit or anythin’.”

“I know, but the world is gonna be seeing their Cap after a long time. They’ve missed seeing their hero for so long. I know I do, even when you leave for just two weeks.”

He looked taken aback but held back the emotion that was ablaze in his eyes, “I’m your hero.”

“Of course you are! You’re not just my hero, you’re my best friend and the love of my life… even if you weren’t Cap, you’d still be my hero, Baby.” Sniffling, he leaned down and kissed my nose softly, yet lingering for a longer time before finally, pulling himself away which looked like a struggle throughout his whole body.

“God. Can I pack you into my suitcase? Please? I mean you could fit if we leave all my clothes here…”

I gave my hero a grin and shrugged, “Why not?”


(I mean, I had to leave this! It’s Jim for goodness sake!)

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