Feel My Love - Chris Evans x Reader

“Come on baby, just a few more steps, trust me.” Chris’ sugared voice coaxed you, taking baby steps behind your floating wedding dress, making sure not to step on the expensive fabric.

“You told me to trust you the night we met, and look where I ended up!” You sassed back teasingly. No such luck. His warm hands stayed; carefully covering your eyes in order not to mess up the makeup which had been painstakingly perfected earlier that day.

Your wedding had been planned, down to the last step which would be taken down the carpet to your husband. Yet as the day had begun, you on the other side of the hotel to your fiance, small surprises had entwined into your morning. Getting married on Christmas Eve was the sweetest idea you thought he had possibly had but when you opened your hotel room door to see your father, back home from the Military and ready to walk you down the isle, you had cried in happiness.

And what was the first thing he said to you? ‘Chris paid for the flight. Said it wouldn’t be a wedding without The Brides Father.’ To this you had welled up, wrapping his arms around his neck, your bridesmaids practically having to hold you back when you tried to escape to see him.

Then, the vows. His hands were in yours, and your eyes looking into one another. Them beautiful eyes which you had trusted and fallen in love with again and again. The little creases which appeared as he took a perfect piece of cream card out of the pocket of his suit, and held it out to you.

The promises of ‘being there to hold you no matter whenever you needed him.’ ‘To make sure always left his patriots shirt for you because you loved it so much.’ ‘To always remind our future children that they are beautiful and can achieve anything they want.’ ‘To never forget that no matter how successful he becomes, that you will always be the light in his life.’

The wedding breakfast was special, too. When serving your food, Chris had winked at the waiter, as he set down your plate. After finishing your meal, you saw the beautiful infinity sign, layered on the bottom of your plate, both his and yours named etched into it. And that same grin was on his face. Of seeing his newly wed in such a happy and blissful state.

Then, before you were to enter the ballroom as ‘Mr and Mrs Evans,’ He had taken you by the shoulders, lifting up the curls of your hair and you felt cool silver on your chest. When you looked down, you saw two diamonds, one in the shape of a heart, and the other an infinity sign looping through it. You had turned to him, tears in your eyes.

“What can I say?” He spoke, lifting your hand and kissing it. “I promised to love you to infinity and beyond.” You rolled your eyes at his childish comment, before he pulled you closer, savouring the kisses as his newly wed.

Now, he had stopped walking, removed his hands and had shouted into the ballroom next door, that you knew would be full of friends, family and loved ones. The first thing you heard was the Boston accent of ‘Scott! Open the door!’ Before the matching accent from the other side of the doors.

‘Ladies and Gentlemen! Please welcome the new Mr and Mrs Evans!’ A uproar of applause is heard and the wooden doors swing open. And the first thought that reaches your mind is ‘Heaven.’

The hall is now decorated, white circular tables decorated with fake snow, rich red chairs, and silver presents piled professionally as a centrepiece. Elegant glass baubles and decorations hanging of dark green wreaths of each wall and across the ceiling. But the dance floor. A million fairy lights seemed to twinkle down onto the floor, and snow was gently falling from the ceiling.

You hands had flown from holding his to your mouth, covering it in shock. You heard Chris let out a laugh, before he gently took your hands away from where they were resting, and rubbed his thumb along the top of it. He pulled you ever closer, leaning his forehead to touch yours.

“May I have this dance, Mrs Evans?”

He didn’t wait for a response, and instead took your soft hands, leading you to where the snow was falling. It wasn’t practised, and yet it was perfect; Chris’ hand rested on your waist, and yours around his neck, so you were pulled chest to chest. It started with the swaying, with him smiling. And then you noticed the tears, growing under his eyelashes.

It was your turn to wipe them away, feeling his beautiful beard and warmth leaning into your soft touch. “What is it?” You ask softly, not audible to the many watching the intimacy between you both. 

“Nothing.” He smiled, taking one of his hands and resting it over where yours stayed on his cheek. “I just can’t believe your mine. And that I can hold you forever.” 

The snow continued to fall, and he wrapped his arms around you, resting one on the small of your back, and the other in your hair, pulling you against his chest, and the top of his head resting on yours. You could feel his comforting voice, speaking the words of the song which you had both chosen. From that final dance you had shared in the hotel room the night before you went home. 

And at long last, he was home.

why are yall r so angry about american skam when you international viewers practically ruined the show when it became popular worldwide. the skam producers were so careful with making skam only a norwegian thing, and now that it’s so popular internationally they clearly gave that up and now think it’s okay to make an american version

fic idea

mob meets a scientist/esper who can basically acutely feel and recognize the aura of every single esper in a certain radius. he has been doing researches on espers’ lifespan and motivations. all espers, according to him, can live a life a lot longer than normal human beings, but they usually don’t even reach the age of 100. his reasoning is that since espers can take in more informations at the same time than normal humans, they basically grow up faster mentally, and reach the ‘old’ stage a lot faster. most of them basically have no will to reach the age of 100, so they don’t. 

the scientist wants to conduct an experiment. he wants to create a constant stream of consciousness in a random loop, linked to a person. this person’s consciousness would be sent back to the moment they’re born when they die and they’d live their life one more time. the conditions of this life would be randomly dictated by the history they’re dropped in, and they’ll keep all of their previous knowledge. this person would also hold the key to the end of the loop, as in they can stop it whenever they want to. the objective of this experiment is to determine the conditions to an esper’s will to prolong their life. 

however, the transition loop is hard on the participant’s stream of consciousness, so they must be someone who can survive it. mob is that person, just because of how strong his power is, so the scientist wants him in. he agrees after years of thinking. 

from that moment he enters the loop. it takes him lives and lives to learn the best way to remember everything. it takes him what must be equal to the history of the universe to reason through all the informations he keeps in mind. he looks for constants and differences and sometimes (a lot of times) events crush him and sometimes (a lot of times) he catches a whiff of what he’s searching and somehow he reasons through all of them.

he finds that happiness needed to keep going until the age of 100 in the end, even if the conditions are so obscure and mundane he can’t really pick them out anymore. he ends the experiment with peace. 

roguishnerd  asked:

Okay I can help educate you on Albert Desmond and Dr. Alchemy. Yes back during the silver age Dr Alchemy was evil (weren't all villains in comics back then?) Though that was the 50's and as the years went on Alvin was created and yes he was a personification of Albert's Alchemy alter and was in fact evil, but then Alvin was defeated and Albert had to embrace his other alter. Eventually we get to the 2000's of Wally's run and Albert/Dr. Alchemy REALLY just wants to be left alone to read. (Part 1)

(Part 2) From what I gather is Alchemy just wants to be left alone and to read his books in peace. He’s literally in Iron Heights just so he can have a quiet place to read. He can summon the Philosopher’s Stone no matter where it is so he could break out if he wanted to. He just doesn’t. As for the show, this isn’t the first time they have erased a disability of a character and it’s getting really annoying and tiring. It’s ableist because they erased it and went with possession and mind control.
(Part 3) I can see that doing possession would have been a good choice and to not have Julian with the disorder, but it still would have been interesting if they had gone the route of DID. Alchemy wouldn’t have to be evil. He could have been a worthy ally against Savitar. Sorry for this long thing ^^“ I like explaining Dr. Alchemy and everything to people so this got a bit long.

Don’t apologize for writing a long thing, I love learning more about characters! I dig the trope of villains in prison who no longer have any interest in escaping or anything and just wanna do their innocuous hobby like reading.

I definitely see how using things like possession and mind control to interpret a character and erase their disabilities is ableist and gross.

My initial take on this was honestly that it was better for Julian to be possessed / mind controlled because after seeing how hurt people were by how Frankie / Magenta was handled, I didn’t want something like that; the trope of the evil alter is tired and awful and harmful.
It didn’t occur to me Dr Alchemy didn’t have to be a villain because of how the show set everything up; Dr Alchemy gave power to metas who then proceeded to hurt people; he was the villain for the team to find and defeat, and through whom they would learn about Savitar.

But in retrospect, if we scrap all of that and started this storyline over, there was definitely a way to make Dr Alchemy an ally. He could even still be creating metas, with non-evil intentions, like giving people their full potential or something. That could actually have been a dope way to introduce more metas that aren’t criminals AND aren’t on Team Flash. (they must exist! why won’t the show acknowledge them!) Some of them of course would still have turned into villains-of-the-week cuz the episodes need conflict, but like… (oh gods I’m getting completely carried away into this not-evil Alchemy, please forgive my ramblings)
I mean, the police would still have been investigating the strange husks, so that would still be a thing. Julian would still have no idea he was Dr Alchemy until someone told him.
Team Flash could still be hunting for him because??? who??? is making these new metas??? and unleashing them on the city??? And Wally would still go to him, to find him and to become a speedster, and the team would still freak out and track him down (but not quite in time to stop him from becoming a speedster ofc) and… I’d have to watch that episode again to go into details. Hell I should rewatch the whole season and think about this, I haven’t retained the events well enough to expand on how it would all go down from memory.

Got a little off track there, so back to the issue. I guess the question that I still have is, between bad & harmful representation or no representation at all, which is worse? I’m not sure there is really just one answer.
My own experience with erasure is limited to my sexuality. When I try to decide if I’d rather have a bisexual character that’s a shitpile of harmful stereotypes, or a canonically bisexual character whose sexuality is being erased, I think I might prefer erasure, probably because I feel it’s easier to bring visibilty to an issue than it is to break the stereotypes ingrained in people’s heads. But that’s a personal opinion, and your mileage may vary.
(I am not talking about my sexuality because I think it and DID are comparable, or because I want to make this about me, but merely because I want to think about the issue in a way I can personally relate to so that I can find what my own perspective is, and what it’s based on)

TL;DR: There was definitely a better way to handle Julian / Dr Alchemy’s character, that isn’t ableist representation of a disorder AND isn’t erasing said disorder, by making him an ally against Savitar.

Thank you for sharing and for explaining all these things about the character to me!

anonymous asked:

I wish you would write a fic where Len and Mick are not married or together but one of them WANTS to be and starts wooing/dropping hints. The other is just oblivious. Happy end though, just as the first is ready to give up XD

Another birthday present for @daughterofscotland :)

Fic: Relationship Material (AO3 Link)
Fandom: The Flash, DC’s Legends of Tomorrow
Pairing: Mick Rory/Leonard Snart

Summary: Leonard Snart doesn’t think he’s relationship material. He’s never going to settle down with a nice girl. Then someone points out that it’s perfectly possible to settle down with a nice boy instead, and suddenly Len realizes that all his problems are solved.

…once he convinces Mick that it’s a good idea, anyway.

A/N: Possibly set in the past of my Unexpected Development verse, but written separately.


Len never really thinks about things like relationships. Sure, he knows about them – he sees people around him falling in love, shacking up, that sort of thing – but he just doesn’t think it’s for him. He just isn’t relationship material.

He has a pretty face, to be sure; he can score just about any girl he wants, if he puts in the effort into pretending to have a more charming personality than he actually does. Mick teases him up and down about it, pretending to be jealous of how effective Len’s flirting was. Personally, Len doesn’t see the big deal. Flirting consists about 90% of just listening to his mark and showing interest in what she had to say, respecting her thoughts and accommodating her views, providing just enough difference to make for a spirited argument that he can gracefully yield – spinning her comments back out to her, same as any other type of con.

But – Mick’s stupid comments aside – there’s no girl that really catches his interest, not really. Hell, he’s barely interested in sleeping with them beyond the immediate pleasure of it; he’d much rather go home and catch the game with Mick. Sure, if Mick’s scored his own home run, Len’s not going to step on his toes or anything; he can find his own hotel room. He doesn’t like going home alone if Mick’s not there.

But if he had to pick, then, well, yeah, he’d much rather hang out with Mick. He knows it’s a bit weird, being more interested in spending time shooting the breeze with your partner than making time with a hot chick, but there it is. Mick doesn’t mind if he makes terrible puns, or if he sometimes shuts down and doesn’t feel like talking, or if he feels like talking without end. Mick doesn’t pressure him to do anything he doesn’t feel like – except maybe eat properly, but, in fairness, Mick’s probably right about that one.

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it’s legitimately kinda scary how fast I can go into “mom friend” mode when my friends do something potentially dangerous


companions + colors

why isn’t teacher/teacher more popular???????????????? i mean
  • the nice one who everybody loves with the grumpy and strict one that the students hate and the students wonder?????????how what the fuck
  • but later (not in school environment maybe by accident) the students (a group of them) see that the strict one isn’t really that strict and they love their partner
  • or the cool married teachers that talk about each other and everyone loves like one of them comes late to class and is like “sorry i’m late guys mx. [partner] is really sick and i wanted to be sure everything is alright”
  •  and the students spend 5 minutes fussing over the other teacher and asking questions about their wellbeing “ARE THEY DYING” “No Joey they’ve just caught a cold” [and trying to make this one forget about their class”
  • or two teachers that EVERYBODY ships like the students are trying to get them together
  • “Soo, Mx. A, Mx. B will have a concert tomorrow for the school and they need all the help and they asked me to tell you….so you can tell other students” “Mx. B didn’t tell me anything about it” “oh it was like, last moment thing you know. they didn’t have time. and like, they really need help.”
  • And the teacher is like “Thanks Johnson” and trying to be really cool but REALLY BEING NOT COOL OMG WHERE’S THE SQUAD OF DUCKLINGS TO HAVE AN EXCUSE TO GO AND HELP
  • and like other teachers shipping them too
  • “Mx. A you know about the prom. There’s a rule that the teachers must have some partners too” [dunno if it already is something like this, it is not in my country] “I did not know about this rule.” “Oh it’s very recent. So, you know, teachers are never alone and can be protected in case it’s necessary. I also heard that Mx. B has no partner.”
  • Like, science/maths teachers with art/languages teacher. Or stuff like this.
  • Talking about their subject passionately and the other not understanding shit but loving it anyway because they’re so fucking cute.
  • Like here is your impossible love
  • Teachers of the same subject in different schools fighting in competitions and shit
  • Or teachers of the same subject talking passionately about their course. and praising each other.
  • Teachers talking about their students, the bad ones and the cool ones
  • LGBT teachers standing up for LGBT students and offering them support and helping them feel more at ease in this clusterfuck of school
  • OTP 1 teacher/teacher and OTP 2 student/student
  • OTP 2 being so thankful that OTP 1 exists. OTP 1 giving advice to OTP 2.
  • Grading stuff together. Bringing each other food/beverages. Helping each other through all the stuff.
  • AND
  • SO
  • MUCH
  • MORE


  • “hey darling, how about you teach me some things? I promise to be good.”
  • “i thought you went through high-school once. Weren’t you taught my subject?”
  • seriously tho all that stuff that is at teacher/student can be sort of roleplay for teacher/teacher (and be less creepy)

trying to get back into drawing by drawing photographer!Arthur >w< He prefers photographing city scenes and traveling all over the world to get his unique shots! He also gets upset when there are ridiculously photogenic blonde guys in his pictures, stealing the show /shot



So here is an obligatory fanart. :D

Error!Sans © @loverofpiggies

Core!Frisk © @dokudoki

Guys. I think Dean is soulless. And I think he has been since the first episode of season 11.

11x05 had Sam pointing out that people without souls respond differently, reminding Dean (again) that he had to save people and not kill them, had Dean tell Sam he was “better” with empathy, and had him tell a soulless man that as long as he still had a piece of a conscience there was hope.

And we don’t know what happened after this scene back in 11x01…what if Amara sucked out his soul?

fight shinee
  • reasons to fight onew: have you seen him he is a cinnamon roll he wouldn't hit you back he'd just take it u could 1000% kick his ass
  • reasons not to fight onew: he's probably ripped under all these clothes and will not suffer any damage from your measly attempts and you'll just end up hurting yourself in the process. good. what were you thinking why are you fighting a cinnamon roll
  • reasons to fight jonghyun: fake deep and short. dark hair hasn't returned from the war since ten thousand years ago
  • reasons not to fight jonghyun: that feel when u kick a puppy. u will feel this feel
  • reasons to fight key: he looks like he wants to fight 94% of the time, indulge him
  • reasons not to fight key: he will squash you under his expensive leather boots and feed your remains to comme des and garcons
  • reasons to fight minho: i literally have no idea why you would but if you like destroying happiness and joy go for it
  • reasons not to fight minho: tol. he will crush u with his powerful legs and if that doesn't work he's got the abs to make u work for it
  • reasons to fight taemin: do not fight taemin.
  • reasons not to fight taemin: if u try to do this u will have to fight through taemints first and they will obliterate you. i repeat: do not fight taemin